On the ninth peak, when the four sons left, the sadness when they left was not hypocrisy, or the sadness of the passing of the same family, or perhaps it was the powerlessness of their own destiny.
In the blood-stained sword box, Bai Hong pursed blood, faintly muttered, and there was a sad sound in the sword, which made people unconsciously feel the coldness.
"Yin'er" Ning Chen looked at the little girl who was practicing swords not far away, and said softly.
"Is something wrong?" Yin'er trotted over and asked.
"Can you feel the sound of this sword?" Ning Chen asked.
Hearing the words, Yin'er stepped forward, reached out and touched the body of Baihong's sword, trying to feel the sound of the sword.
After a long time, Yin'er got up with a look of shame on her face, and said, "I only heard the sad sound from the sword, the others can't hear clearly"
"fine"
Ning Chen lightly rubbed the little girl's hair, and said in a calm tone, "Your training days are still short, you can see that these are already very powerful, continue to practice swords."
"kindness"
Yin'er responded with a sound, and immediately trotted to the bamboo forest to continue practicing the sword.
In front of the peak, Ning Chen waved his hand to put away the bloody white rainbow sword, and looked at Zhiyu Peak in the distance, a little light flashed in his dark and deep eyes.
Before Ling Yun left, it seemed that he already knew his destiny, why did he want to leave.
Qi Huan and Ling Luozhen obviously knew something, why didn't they say it
How many hidden secrets are still hidden in the Momen, what role does the Mozhu play in this
A lot of questions, like a fog entangled in his heart, Ning Chen thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of an answer, he withdrew his gaze, stepped on his feet, and swept toward the third peak.
After a few breaths, on the third peak, black clothes manifested and walked towards the bamboo house on the peak.
The wooden door opened, and I saw that there was only a bed and a table and chairs in the room. It was simple and plain, and there was nothing else.
Ning Chen looked at it for a moment, then turned his eyes and looked at other places on the peak.
On the peak, it was calm and peaceful, except for a medicinal field, there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.
Medicine field
Ning Chen frowned suddenly and walked over.
The medicinal field, which is less than ten feet wide, grows in it, and the fragrance of the medicinal herbs spreads all over the ten li.
The master of the third peak is good at planting medicines.
The mortal royal family has come to the third peak of Moshan to ask for medicine no less than ten times. However, Ling Yun, who has always been kind to people, has never agreed to this matter.
Ning Chen looked at the hundreds of great medicines in front of him, for a moment, two moments... for an entire hour, his eyes never looked away.
An hour later, Ning Chen looked at the place where he taught the sword with Ling Yun before, a little brilliance flashed in his eyes.
With a slight step, the figure flashed at an extremely fast speed, and the strange pace was not bad at all. Walking among the hundreds of great herbs, he recreated every step Lingyun took in the battle that day.
Taking the last step, the void shook, and the figure in black quietly disappeared.
In the unfamiliar and quiet space, Ning Chen walked out, and in front of him, a stone room stood in front of him, yin qi was lingering, and it was bone-piercing.
Ning Chen stepped forward and waved his hand to open the stone gate. The rumbling vibrated, and it caught his eye. An astonishing scene was displayed. On the table in front of him, there were pieces of spirit cards on display, each with unfamiliar names.
At the end of the spiritual position, a spiritual card was engraved with the word Lingyun, and it was shocking to see myself set up a spiritual position for myself again.
In the penultimate position, the word Huayang is clear and dazzling, and it is obviously the same person as the tombstone that he encountered in the back mountain of the ninth peak.
Six tablets and six names were clearly imprinted in Ning Chen's heart, so heavy.
The first peak, the second peak, the third peak, the fourth peak, the ninth peak
Ning Chen's thoughts kept turning, if these people were the former masters of the peaks, who would be the one who came out so many
Zichuan, an unfamiliar name, has never been mentioned by Qi Huan and others.
It was hard to figure it out, Ning Chen restrained his thoughts and walked out of the stone room.
In the medicine field, the void flickered, Ning Chen walked out, and then his figure flashed past and swept toward another peak.
Sending a message to the Taoist Peak, Lord Mo opened his eyes and looked at the ninth son who had left the third peak. His old eyes were deep, and he couldn't see any waves.
On the eighth peak, Ling Luozhen stood on the peak cliff, her long silver hair fluttered in the wind, her eyes looked far away, her sadness was hard to hide.
At this moment, Heiyi walked out, looked at the woman in front of the cliff, and said, "Senior Sister Eight"
Ling Luozhen looked back, looked at the young figure behind him, and said softly, "What's the matter?"
"Who is Luluo?" Ning Chen asked directly.
Ling Luozhen heard the words, her body trembled, her eyes flashed with disbelief, and she said, "How do you know this name?"
"Senior Sister Eight, don't ask me how I know, can you tell me who this person is?" Ning Chen said with narrowed eyes.
"Once Lord of the Fourth Peak" Ling Luozhen said solemnly.
"Where is the moon bamboo?" Ning Chen asked again.
"The Lord of the Second Peak" Ling Luozhen replied.
"Xiang Yuan"
"The Lord of the First Peak"
"Huayang"
"The Lord of the Ninth Peak"
Each name, each one heavy answer, just as Ning Chen guessed, the person with the token is the former master of the peaks.
"Where's Zichuan, who is he?" Ning Chen asked. Hearing this name, Ling Luozhen fell silent, and after a long time, she opened her mouth and said, "I don't know this person very well, he seems to be the former master of the seventh peak, but, in general, if the master of each peak has an accident, he will not Someone else inherits, the seventh peak
Why there is an exception, I don't know"
"Why won't someone inherit the same peak, the position of the master of the ninth peak, including me, doesn't have two titles?" Ning Chen frowned.
"Your situation is different," Ling Luozhen said softly.
"Why?" Ning Chen asked in confusion.
"You can't tell, don't ask again, if possible, it's best not to know for the rest of your life," Ling Luozhen solemnly warned.
A strange look flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and he politely said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Eight, for letting me know, Junior Brother is leaving."
When the words fell, Ning Chen didn't stay any longer, and turned to leave.
Looking at the former figure, Ling Luozhen sighed softly. Did the third senior brother leave him any clues? Could it be that the third senior brother really thought that the ninth junior brother could change their fate.
On the mountain behind the ninth peak, Ning Chen, who came with doubts, walked out and swept straight into the depths of the dense forest.
The dense ancient forest, the giant trees blocked the sun, and the black figure disappeared in a flash.
Just as Ning Chen approached the depths of the dense forest, suddenly, the surrounding air pressure suddenly sank, the sky and the earth surged, and the entire ninth peak shook.
Chaos appeared, the man with the fierce appearance, the evil appearance behind him was ferocious and terrifying, and he punched the trespasser.
Ning Chen waved his sword, Tai Shi showed up and blocked the former's fist.
"Human, it's you again"
The fists and swords collided, the aftermath swayed, and the ancient trees fell down, broken by the sword energy and fist force.
"Chaos, I'm here to ask you something, not to kill you," Ning Chen said solemnly.
"It's an unforgivable crime to trespass into the forest. Last time, in the face of that old monster, I let you go. This time, no one can save you." , again forcing up.
Seeing that it was difficult for the evil beast to communicate, Ning Chen's eyes froze, and he swung his sword around.
The staggered figures, the chaos can be astonishing, the heavy punches are as heavy as ten thousand, and the mountains collapse with each move.
The move is unshakable, Ning Chen waved his sword to meet the move, his steps swayed, and he walked away without touching it.
In the blink of an eye, the confrontation of more than ten moves, the man's fists slammed into each other, and an incomparably powerful force surged out.
Ning Chen stared, stepped, and the figure flashed quickly, and immediately waved his left hand, the white rainbow sword box manifested, the sword box was opened, and the thin blade of a cicada's wings swept out.
The man's eyes shrank, his fists turned, and he slammed into the front.
However, compared to the speed, Zhiming is even better. Turning sideways, Bai Hong's sword blade twists and wraps around the former's arm.
"White Rainbow Sword" Jian Feng, who seemed to be familiar, the man trembled and said in shock.
"Swish"
The moment Bai Hong locked the former arm, Tai Shi slashed and broke his arm with a sword. In an instant, blood sprayed like rain, dyeing the sky red.
The severe pain came, the man roared, the bloody rays of light in his eyes flourished, the body changed, the evil roared, and in the earth-shattering sound, the chaos transformed into a shape, swallowing the void in front of him.
"Beast!"
On Zhiyu Peak, Lord Mo suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to help.
Suddenly, at this moment, from a distance, a sword qi burst into the air, unparalleled and unparalleled, slashing half of Zhiyu Peak with one sword.
The rumbling trembled, and on the Zhiyu Peak, countless patterns collapsed, the ground moved and the mountains moved, and the scene was shocking.
"Purple-clothed Hou!"
At this moment, above all of you, the four sons of Momen trembled, and their faces were full of disbelief.
Obviously, when he was in the Western Immortal Realm, Ziyi Hou had already died in the hands of the Hongluanjing King and Master, why did he appear again today
In the distance, the man who stepped forward looked like he was in his thirties. He was dressed in purple, and he was domineering.
On the Taoist platform, Lord Mo looked at the man walking in front of him. There was not much surprise in his old eyes. He raised his hand, and the colorful rays of light spread and stabilized the shaking earth.
"Old man, Ben Hou is not dead, you are very satisfied, today, we will settle the new account and the old account together."
While speaking, Ziyi Hou stepped out in one step, and instantly reached the Taoist platform, and a purple sword appeared and slammed down.
"It seems that I said something to you, but you didn't remember it"
The ink master whispered, his right hand raised, the colorful brilliance flourished, and he blocked the sword sharply.
"Put away your hypocritical face, Ben Hou is no longer the idiot he used to be"
The hatred in the eyes of the Ziyi Hou was hard to hide, the sword turned ten thousand, the purple sword light was vertical and horizontal, majestic and domineering, breaking the mountains and breaking the mountains.
The figure of the master ink vacated, dressed in a white robe hunting with the wind, raising his hand to set the situation, the sun and the moon were colorful.
When Ziyi Hou saw this, he condensed his energy in his left hand, and swords and rainbows came out around the sword.
"Xianju, the purple rainbow pierces the sun"
Colorful, purple rainbows collided, and the terrifying aftermath roared out, and the amazing power instantly destroyed all the formations within a thousand meters.
With a muffled hum, the purple rainbow sword qi passed through the colorful glow, submerged into the main body of the ink, and brought out a splendid blood flower.
"Are you surprised, old man, this Marquis has been working hard for a hundred years, just for today, accept your life?" The voice fell, Ziyi Marquis flashed, Jian Feng condensed the Qi of Sword Heroes from all directions, and his sword broke through the sky, and he rushed to his life.