"Ah—" Seeing that the fire devoured her beloved, Yu Yun shouted heart-to-heart, her eyes rolled over and she fainted.
Around Yanwu Pond, there are many people like Yuyun, their relatives and friends are still alive, but they have to watch them die. The people around were all red-eyed, and the disciples of Extreme Yang Sect and Liuhe Sect cried bitterly.
"All of this is caused by the magic palace!" The Liuhezong disciple said while touching his tears.
"Guiyun Palace, Ten Thousand Gu Sect..." The people of the Extreme Yang Sect gritted their teeth, and their little junior brother just disappeared. This is all caused by those damn Gu worms. As the leader of the profound way, Guiyun Palace not only did not restrain his subordinates, but also helped Zhou to be abusive and escaped with the Ten Thousand Gu Sect.
"Exterminating the Demon Palace, destroying the Profound Dao!" Luo Hongfeng stood by the Yanwu Pond, the bright red fire reflected on his already aged face, upright and firm.
This time the martial arts conference was not completed, Luo Hongfeng was still the master of the Qi sect, and his words were echoed, and the surrounding Yanwu pool remembered the neat shouts of killing.
Eliminate the Demon Palace, destroy the Profound Dao!
Eliminating Demons and Guards is what they should do in the right way, and now the martial arts catastrophe, more than half of the casualties, are all the fault of those mysterious demons! The bloody vengeance must be reported!
The flames were soaring into the sky, and the Yanwu Pond was like a blood pool hell. The people around shouting slogans were like ghosts with steel forks in hell, ferocious and terrifying.
The young monk Yuanji stood behind the pillar in the distance and couldn't help trembling when he saw this scene. A big hand with the smell of roast chicken covered his eyes, "Don't look at this kid."
After looking at the group of people, he frowned, "If the Buddha does not save people and the devil saves people, the world will be in chaos." Feeling the heat in the palm of his hand, the monk Hua was a little surprised, let go of the palm, why did his disciple cry
"Master, am I going to be burned to death?" Yuanji's big black and white eyes were full of terror.
"You're fine, I'll burn you... even..." He looked at the tender white hand that his apprentice held up in front of him. There was a circle of bloody teeth marks on the tiger's mouth. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately covered Yuanji's mouth and hugged him. Dodge away.
He trotted quickly to a place where no one was around, looked around, squatted down and asked in a low voice what was going on.
Yuanji snorted and said that he needed to deliver meals to those crazy senior brothers this morning, but the monks were unwilling to go, so they pushed him to go. The originally imprisoned senior brother was fine, but the moment he received the meal, he suddenly went crazy and bit him.
"Master, hit me to death with one palm, I don't want to be burned to death." Yuanji pursed his lips, and Douda's tears fell down big drops.
After a long silence, he picked up Yuanji and left.
"Master, where are we going?" Yuanji lay on his shoulders and rubbed his head attached. Although his master made him worry about him all day, he was sloppy and broke the precepts every day, but he was also the closest person to him.
"Go buy some roast chicken and give you a good meal." He hugged his apprentice and swaggered out.
The gatekeeper of Liuhezong learned that he was going to sell roast chicken, gave him a contemptuous look, and ignored him. Although the monk is of high rank, as a monk of wine and meat, he is not worthy of respect at all.
After that, he left Liuhezong with his apprentice in such a leisurely way, and walked on the vast flat ground of the Eight Wastelands. The strong wind blew up the dust on the original, bringing a stench of human blood. After crossing a few ravines and looking back, I can't see the high lintel of Liuhezong again. After that, I put away the condescending smile on my face, and took a diagonal step with my left foot, "Boy, hold on tight."
Yuanji only felt that the scenery beside him was rapidly regressing, his ears were full of whistling wind, and his body was bobbing up and down, as if he was rushing through the rushes.
Riding a horn to break the cloud mirror, and walking on the dark mountain.
In Jihe Villa, Li Yuhan practiced swords on the river beach. With salt worms in his body, he couldn't use his inner strength, so he only practiced moves.
Li Yuhan is a person who is very persistent in kendo. He comes out to practice swordsmanship before dawn, and if there is nothing else, he will practice until sunset. The previous sword was broken, so I just found an ordinary sword in the villa.
A gentleman stands tall, like a bamboo like a pine, with three stacks of sword strokes, as complex as nine days of practice, even if he does not use internal strength, he is still infinitely powerful.
"Ah!" A terrified shout came from not far away, Li Yuhan frowned, and walked over with his sword.
The Jihe River meanders in front of the villa. This is the narrowest part of the river. The banks of the river are full of lush weeds. The screams came from the grass. Before Li Yuhan walked in, two members of the Stone Corpse Sect walked over with the corpse puppet and bowed to Li Yuhan, "Master Li, don't go there, there are traps over there."
The three stopped at a distance, and the stone corpse sect shouted: "Who is at the bottom of the pit?"
"Wow, I'm a monk of Kong Mingzong now, ooh, ooh," came the voice of screaming, "I have friendship with the palace master of Guiyun Palace, let us go out!"
On the bank of the river, there is a row of traps. There are not only wooden thorns and iron hooks in the traps, but also the tattered corpse puppet that the stone leader explained.
Those corpse puppets were broken and could no longer be used. They had broken hands and feet, and their intestines were pierced and hung on the pit. Their appearance was extremely disgusting, and anyone who saw them would be frightened.
After half an hour, Chen Ziqi looked at the two bald heads squatting in the yard and felt that Jihe Villa was about to become a temple.
"Uncle Master! Yuanji!" The monk Yuanjie who came back from carrying the water was very pleasantly surprised when he saw the two of them. He poured the water he picked up into the water tank seriously, and then ran over to greet the two of them.
Yuan Mie practiced the Nether Sea Demon Fighting Art. He couldn't use his internal strength, so he could only do some physical exercise, and he took the initiative to carry water and chop wood.
"Yuan Mie, are you alright?" Seeing Yuan Mie jumping around, he was relieved, his little Yuan Ji was saved.
"How do you know that we are in Jihe Villa?" Chen Ziqi stared at him warily.
"It's probably a pathfinder," Shi Geng said with a bad expression, letting Xiaomian hide behind him, "kill them."
The location of the Jihe Villa is extremely secretive. Although everyone in the world knows that the Shishi Cult has a villa here, the Silent Hill stretches for hundreds of miles, and it is not easy to find the specific location.
After swallowing, he looked at Chen Ziqi, "No, Brother Chang, you see we are acquaintances..."
"Not too familiar." Chen Ziqi folded his arms and didn't buy it. What Shi Geng said made sense. If he didn't know the exact location of a villa, he would send a few scouts to explore it and set off fireworks when he found it.
The people from the Stone Corpse Sect stepped forward and searched the two monks. Except for a copper coin and a parchment scroll, there was nothing beside them.
"What is this?" Chen Ziqi took a closer look at the sheepskin, and there were a bunch of "Gongshangjiao Zhengyu" densely written on it.
"I don't know, I fought with Yao Xiong yesterday, and it came along." He touched his bald head. Yesterday, the Sect Master of Jiyang Sect made a rude remark to Ji, and then he fought with him. He wanted to exchange a bag of money for wine with him, but he only caught this sheepskin.
"Chapter 6." Dan Yi's extremely pleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears, making Chen Ziqi go numb for a while, but he didn't pay attention to what he said.
"What's the sixth chapter... Huh?" Chen Ziqi reacted and looked at the words on it carefully. It was pierced with ink needles. The writing of the words is a bit old, and it is somewhat similar to the font in the cave of Su Xinzong. This is a sheet music with "Shao Siming" written at the beginning.
Previously, Emperor Tiande gave Chen Ziqi a catalogue of 90% of Xiaoshao, with nine chapters of music scores, each chapter had a name, and the sixth chapter was named "Shao Siming".
Chen Ziqi and Dan Yi looked at each other. At the beginning of the previous martial arts conference, Luo Hongfeng announced that the reward for the first name was the music score in the hands of the Liuhe School and the Huangshan School. The Huangshan faction holds the fourth chapter, and the Liuhe Sect claims to have the sixth chapter. Why is this sixth chapter in Yao Xiong's hands
"Luo Hongfeng probably doesn't have the original score, but only a copy." Dan Yi took the sheepskin and read it carefully before handing it to Lan Jiangxue next to him.
Lan Jiangxue read it quickly, memorized the score in his mind, and then folded the sheepskin and put it away.
It was impossible for Liuhe Sect to use the precious Xiao Shao to explore the way, and the monk was temporarily trusted. Yuanji was taken by Zhenxuan to prick the needles to get the bugs, and then he stayed to talk to the crowd.
"Luo Hongfeng ordered to burn the mad person to death. Now all the major parties are hating Guiyun Palace. I'm afraid you will be in big trouble." He sighed, and he didn't know if his senior brother would be angry again when he woke up. Fainted.
"It wasn't done by Guiyun Palace, I'll explain it to them." Monk Yuanmoe said in a naive voice, pulling up to go to Liuhezong.
"You haven't finished getting rid of the bugs yet," Xiao Mian stopped in front of Yuan Mo, and Shi Geng continued, "If you go, you will be burned to death." Tune.
This monk was stunned, and if he let him go back, he might be deceived by Luo Hongfeng, and he brought the righteous people to the villa to kill them. Say nothing to let them go.
The two noisy monks were sent to see the little monk, and the group gathered in the main hall to discuss.
"Luo Hongfeng deliberately pointed his finger at Guiyun Palace, he must have a plan." Lan Shanyu tapped the palm of his hand with a jade bone fan. It can be said that it was a coincidence that he was in Sixiang Lake before, but after a few days, he didn't believe it. Luo Hongfeng, who lived to be almost a hundred years old, could not see that this worm had something to do with the Northern Desert Battlefield.
Relying on Guiyun Palace like this resolutely seems to have long been thought of.
"Palace Master, I've found a way to get rid of the salt worms completely!" As he was talking, Ren Zongmie, who was disheveled and had bloodshot eyes, suddenly ran in.
"What way?" Chen Ziqi looked over curiously.
Ren Zongmie took out a small celadon jar like a baby, and it contained a thin and small Gu worm. He was wandering in the jar ignorantly. He felt someone looking at it, and raised his eyes as pure as black beans. Then, he suddenly opened his mouthpiece, revealing a mouth full of thorns, roaring silently.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Qiqi: What is the solution
Ren Zongmai: The solution is to eat another worm
Qiqi: What
No trace: This worm can devour all salty worms
Round off: (snatch, swallow)
Qiqi: What about after eating? What to do with this worm
Ren Zongmo: Uh, I haven't thought about it yet
Round off: ? ?