Although most of the Dao cultivators present had deep cultivation bases, the gust of wind and snow blowing made people unable to open their eyes. Coupled with the surprise attack of the magic cultivators, they also struggled for a while, but at this moment, the magic cultivators suddenly scattered and retreated. .
They retreated swiftly, as if they had come, as if for a momentary ambush. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Gu Xuanyan hurriedly looked around and said coldly, "My senior brother is gone."
Ji Changyun on the side killed one of the remaining demon cultivators, frowned upon hearing this, and said, "Just now, the wind and snow covered the eyes, and the scene was chaotic. Maybe something went wrong at that time."
Liang Zheng said uneasy: "Junior Brother Qin is neither an elder nor a chief. Even if there is any conspiracy, he should not be chosen to start with the magic cultivator."
Indeed, not to mention the elders and Ji Gu, even Liang Zheng, who blushed shyly at every turn, has actually entered the late stage of concentration. Zhong Yan was really an inconspicuous little character among the crowd, and even few of the cultivators who came with him noticed him.
But he was taken away again.
Gu Xuanyan sneered, then turned to look at the two, and said: "The magic cultivator has retreated, and there should be nothing wrong on the way back. Everyone, go back to the sect first, and I will return to Qingyan when I find my brother."
After he finished speaking, he slammed Yujian and flew north.
The ice field is wild, but Gu Xuanyan didn't travel for a long time, probably only half a cup of tea. A snow-colored palace appeared in front of him. When he got closer, there were three or five people standing in front of the white jade gate of the palace, all with a black robe and a complicated red line between their eyebrows.
Seeing him landing, several people looked at each other, and one of them said loudly: "Gu Xuanyan, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."
Gu Xuanyan's tone was like ice: "Where is my senior brother?"
The head is a woman. Hearing this with a chuckle, he stepped forward and approached Gu Xuanyan, the golden bells on his feet jingled, crisp and sweet. Even through the black robes, you can still see the graceful appearance. She breathed like blue, and her voice was softer and sweeter than Jin Ling's.
"Cultivators don't have to worry, first follow me to see our lord—"
Before she could finish speaking, a sword qi rushed towards her face, her eyes widened, and she lowered her head in stunned expression.
Blood was pouring out of her heart, soaking her robes.
No one saw when Gu Xuanyan drew his sword, it was too fast, and the rest of the demon cultivators only saw the woman in front of her with her eyes open, fell heavily on the ice, instantly turned into a black mist, and was blown away by the wind.
Gu Xuanyan retracted his sword and sheathed it, and blood splashed on his face, making his face look like ice and snow, giving off a chilling air for no reason. But he didn't wipe it away, just looked at the rest of the people, and repeated the question just now.
"Where is my brother?"
When Zhong Yan woke up, his head was still a little dizzy, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment before opening his eyes to look around.
In front of you is a stone room, a square inch of land, with an unobstructed view. There was nothing else in the room, but it was fairly clean, but I don't know if it was due to Zhong Yan's psychological effect. There was no ice and heavy snow like on the ice field, but he felt even more icy cold. It seems to be suppressed, and it can't run for a while.
Zhong Yan sat on the ground and began to call the system, and the system responded immediately.
"Where is this?"
"Di, the stone room of the devil."
Sure enough, he was caught by a magician. Zhong Yan sighed angrily, and said to the system, "Am I too stupid?"
"It's okay." The system comforted. "The difference in strength, there is no way - but how did you guess that Gu Xuanyan was pretending so quickly?"
Zhong Yan was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then he whispered: "Although Gu Xuanyan has been avenging and killing people, but—"
But at a time of crisis, Gu Xuanyan couldn't do the act of leaving a group of people and running away. Especially when he heard that Qingyan was in trouble, he actually said he had to leave first.
Although Li Yunji had other plans to bring him up the mountain, after all, Gu Xuanyan lived in Qingyan for nearly eight years, even for those younger brothers and sisters who regarded him as a guardian deity, even for Qingyan's grass and trees. Zhong Yan realizes that Gu Xuanyan still can't do anything about going out and dispatching himself in danger to save his life.
Sure enough, Zhong Yan's words revealed a clue.
The system was speechless for a while, and said, "At the end of the original book, Gu Xuanyan didn't care about Qingyan's life or death."
Zhong Yan stretched his back and said in a relaxed tone: "If Gu Xuanyan had a living mouth in the original book, he would have died long ago - don't you think I am still alive to this day?"
Gu Xuanyan in the original book would not pick green plums for people all afternoon, and secretly went down the mountain to buy chestnut cakes.
The so-called change of fate is not an instant change of day, but only a subtle change.
At this moment, the door of the stone room was suddenly pushed open. An old man with white temples walked in, saw Zhong Yan leaning on the wall, and sneered, "Boy, are you awake?"
The voice was hoarse and dark, like a piece of iron slicing across his throat, Zhong Yan frowned, but didn't say a word. The other party continued: "I have never made a mistake in changing shape, how did you notice it?"
Of course, Zhong Yan couldn't explain it to him, closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead, but the other party seemed to have to ask clearly: "That little beast named Gu Xuanyan was very careful along the way, and every time he set up a barrier outside. I didn't hear much, but I followed it all the way, and I consciously learned ten percent of the appearance of that little beast, and you actually recognized it—"
Zhong Yan's whole body's spiritual power was weak, and he didn't want to conflict with the other party, but the people in front of him called Gu Xuanyan a "little beast", which made Zhong Yan's heart unnamed for some reason. He raised his eyes and said lazily: "Because you are too old, don't pretend to be a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, and take your grandson at home."
The face of the person in front of him sank, and he slapped Zhong Yan's chest with a palm! Zhong Yanxiu was suppressed, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge. He was hit hard on his chest, as if his bones were broken, and the pain made him lose his voice in an instant.
... If I can get out alive, I will definitely get rid of my hilariousness!
The other party didn't plan to kill him, so he mentioned Zhong Yan and sneered: "Your Majesty wants you to be useful, I won't kill you first, when you're useless, I will definitely cut your tongue and cut off your hands and feet—follow me. !"
Going out of the stone room and walking through a long dark passage, Zhong Yan was taken to a resplendent hall. Inside the hall are carved columns and columns, and the dome is piled with countless bright pearls, like the sun, moon and stars, illuminating the entire hall. The white jade steps went up, and a person was leaning lazily on the chair.
Different from the extravagant decoration in the hall, the man was wearing a dark blue robe with no embroidery, and his hair was pulled up with ebony, like a weak scholar. He looks ordinary, his face is a little pale, and he is only forty or fifty years old. If he is mixed in the crowd, he is probably an ordinary middle-aged man.
The old man brought by Zhong Yan withdrew respectfully. When the person in the chair saw Zhong Yan, he straightened up a little and asked, "Have you been resting?"
Zhong Yan was stunned, this was the voice that Bingyuan uploaded to heaven and earth not long ago.
Cang Luan continued: "I just want to see your Taoist companion. But I can't go out, and my subordinates probably won't be able to beat him, so I can only ask you to come here first, I'm really sorry."
... Why does this sound a little familiar
Before Zhong Yan could understand, Cang Luan stood up suddenly, came to Zhong Yan in an instant, and pinched Zhong Yan's jaw. Under the pressure of the cultivation base, Zhong Yan couldn't move. He only felt that Cang Luan raised his hand and waved, and the bloody liquid slid down his throat.
"Don't be afraid, I fed you a little of my blood, it's not poisonous." Cang Luan released his hand and returned to the chair, his tone still very gentle. Zhong Yan just breathed a sigh of relief, and Cang Luan continued.
"Drink it once a month and you won't die."
"… "
Zhong Yan finally remembered where this plot was familiar.
The original book - Cang Luan fed Tong Ling's heart blood, looking at the woman who was struggling constantly, his tone was still gentle: "This heart blood needs to be drunk once a month, otherwise it will be exhausted and die - I want to see you Sweetheart. But I can't get out of the palace, and my subordinates probably won't be able to beat him, so I can only ask you to come here first, I'm really sorry."
…
When Zhong Yan persuaded Tong Ling not to enter the Northern Wilderness, he never imagined that he would actually end up on the other side's plot.
Heaven is good for reincarnation, Zhong Yan sighed, and finally asked, "Who told you that Gu Xuanyan and I are Taoist companions?"
"Isn't it? My subordinate said that I saw you on the icefield in the middle of the night—" Having said this, Cang Luan paused slightly and smiled. "Young people are really enviable."
Zhong Yan: "..."
What are you people thinking about!
A maid pushed in the door and whispered, "My lord, someone is here."
The next second, Gu Xuanyan pushed the door and walked in.
Seeing Zhong Yan in the hall at a glance, Gu Xuanyan seemed to be relieved, then turned to look at Cang Luan.
When Cang Luan saw Gu Xuanyan, he sighed softly, "You are finally here."
Gu Xuanyan walked over to Zhong Yan and said coldly, "I don't know you."
Cang Luan didn't mind, caressed his sleeve, and said warmly, "I know you—oh, I also know your parents."
Seeing that Zhong Yan and Gu Xuanyan were both looking at him, he frowned as if embarrassed.
"Back then, I just wanted your parents' golden pill, so I cooperated with Li Yunji and Chunqin, and asked them to give me the golden pill, and I taught them magic cultivation techniques. But I didn't expect them to destroy the door, it's true don't stop."
He said sorry, but his tone did not change at all. This kind of "I actually wanted to kill your parents, but I didn't expect to kill your whole family. I'm so sorry." He said it without any guilt or even a trace of emotion, as if it was really just an unimportant accident.
Zhong Yan raised his eyes suddenly and drew his sword unconsciously, only then did he realize that his hand was trembling slightly with anger, and when it touched the body of the sword, it made a crunching sound.
A hand suddenly stretched out from the side, holding Zhong Yan with a slight chill.
Zhong Yan looked sideways, Gu Xuanyan looked straight at Cang Luan and asked, "Why?"
Why did you lead me into the Northern Wilderness, why did you kill my parents, and why did you destroy my entire clan
Cang Luan didn't answer immediately, turned his head to look at the hall carefully, and asked the two of them, "What do you think of my palace?"
No one responded, and Cang Luan didn't care, so he took it.
"My palace is built with the best white jade in the world, with gold for the steps. Tens of thousands of spiritual beads are used for lighting, and the palace is filled with jewels that the world dreams of, endless. And I dominate the entire Beihuang, hundreds of thousands of them. Over the years, no one has been able to compete with me."
After speaking, Cang Luan leaned back on the jade chair and propped his forehead.
"But I don't live long."
Zhong Yan couldn't help choking and said, "Then you will die."
Cang Luan glanced at him and smiled without seeming to mind, and continued: "Demon cultivation can lead to longevity, but not immortality. The battle 300 years ago even hurt my foundation, and I have to rely on Beibei. The eternal ice in the deserted palace slows down the speed of my aging. Although it can maintain my life, it prevents me from leaving the palace for hundreds of years, let alone the Northern Wilderness—but later, I discovered a new way. "
Speaking of which, Cang Luan looked at Gu Xuanyan.
"I found that Dao Xiu's Jin Dan can prolong life."
Gu Xuanyan's expression was neither sad nor happy, he just sneered: "So you killed my parents to get the pill? Do you want to kill me now?"
"No, I don't want to kill you." Cang Luan shook his head with a little smile.
"There is a trace of my spiritual power on Chunqin's bone whistle, which allows me to perceive everything that is thousands of miles away. I saw you killed Chunqin that night, and I suddenly understood."
Cang Luan slowly straightened up, stood up from the chair, the wind was blowing outside the window, he rolled up his robe, and he looked down at Gu Xuanyan under the steps.
"I understand. I'm looking for two jealous and incompetent wastes, and when they slowly bring Jin Dan, what's the use of prolonging that little life? It's too slow."
Speaking of this, Cang Luan's voice dropped suddenly: "I need someone who dares to go against the law of heaven, and a subordinate who is decisive and decisive to bring me the spiritual power of all the cultivators in the world, and let me live forever."
The hall was extremely empty, Cang Luan's voice crashed against the four walls, sending out bursts of low echoes.
Cang Luan looked at Gu Xuanyan and slowed down.
"When you were young, you lived on the streets and were bullied. When you were young, you went to the mountains to practice, and then you were deceived by your master. No one in this world is sincere to you, and no one will help you, because the way of heaven is not for you, just as they were not for me back then. If that's the case, why can't we change our lives together?"
Zhong Yan's heart slowly cooled following Cang Luan's words.
Changing fate against the sky is almost what Gu Xuanyan has been doing in the original book. Cang Luan's words were too tempting, Zhong Yan lost his bottom for a moment, and turned his head to look at Gu Xuanyan.
You must hold on! I just complimented you!
After a long time, Gu Xuanyan suddenly chuckled and said, "No, you and I are different."
After finishing speaking, Gu Xuanyan drew his sword and unsheathed it.
The rejection was so obvious, Cang Luan sighed, looking very regretful.
"You can't beat me."
This sentence was spoken very lightly, but with an irrefutable tone, and what fell at the same time as the words was overwhelming coercion. Cang Luan has lived for nearly a thousand years, and once almost dominated the entire wilderness. Although it is late, he still has a terrifying strength that cannot be ignored.
Gu Xuanyan did not avoid it. Under the coercion of others, he suddenly swung his sword out!
A sword light flew up, and with fierce killing intent, it approached Cang Luan on the chair! Cang Luan immediately turned sideways to pass, and the sword light whistled, easily splitting the jade chair, leaving a nearly three-inch deep mark on the wall. In an instant, the smoke and dust scattered, and the pearls on the dome shook.
Gu Xuanyan stood on the spot with his sword in hand, looking directly at Cang Luan, his tone was calm and unwavering.
"It's not impossible to give it a try."