The Qingming Pagoda, which originated from the end of the Wanxian Era, returned to darkness, and the dust-like light from the broken spirit stones as the most gorgeous decoration fluttered down from the sky. The thick black stone tower gives people a sense of the silence of eternal night. After the spirit stones full of the style of the Ten Thousand Immortals Era are broken, the style of the Chaos Era in this tower that reaches the sky is particularly prominent.
Huge, majestic, majestic.
There was silence in the tower, the phantom of the horned dragon disappeared, the whirlpool disappeared, and the figure standing in front of everyone when the irresistible force swept over them also disappeared.
The ice layer that sealed the wall of the tower chamber shattered with a "click", turning into pale ice chips and rustling down.
There is still a trace of coldness in the air.
Jun Wanbai rushed out of the tower room and stood on the stone steps with all the railings destroyed. She looked around, the dust-like light spots of the Lingshi disappeared quickly, and the silent darkness looked like a beast that devoured everything.
She looked up and saw that the ninety-nine-story tower continued to extend upwards, carrying an eternal majesty, which seemed to be a silent warning.
Whether it's the disciples guarding the tower, the gigantic horned dragon phantom, or the person who is always on top... All existences that try to provoke the ancient history are destined to be destroyed.
Jun Wanbai stood blankly holding the sword.
She thought of the winter when wars were raging everywhere, the first time she stood under the tens of thousands of Tongtian steps, the first time she saw the indifferent young man with a green face, and the blue feather light boat. The torrent of fire surged towards him, and the man turned his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes...
Is this the so-called "impermanence"
Is this what Master said, "everything in the world is impermanent"
The misty birds of prey from the Ten Thousand Immortals Era will reappear in the high-altitude clouds, Bingzhou, crowded with millions of people, will suddenly become an empty city, and the Qingming Pagoda, which guides the lost, will become a chaotic, directionless and dead place. , and the person who has always walked in front of them will suddenly disappear...
What the hell is this impermanence!
The sound of fighting suddenly sounded in the darkness.
The people who came out of the tower room lowered their heads and looked in the direction of the sound. The swords and swords at the main entrance of the Qingming Tower flashed alternately, and their true energy exploded and collided.
"Walk!"
The dazed look on Jun Wanbai's face only appeared for a moment. On one side of her wrist, she pointed her swords obliquely at the ground, and jumped directly from the third floor of Qingming Tower regardless of whether there was any remnant of the space vortex. The wind blew her navy blue robe, chilling like the battle robe of a secular general.
Liao Gan stared dumbfounded at the disciples of Jiuxuanmen jumping directly from the tower one after another in silence, all of them murderous, with eyes as fierce as wolves and leopards.
Is this group of people crazy
Their senior brothers have blocked the danger for them and left them a safe path. At this time, shouldn't they turn their grief into speed and evacuate quickly, so as to live up to the efforts of that cold Jiuxuan Baili? Keeping the green hills there will not worry about no firewood, this is the motto that Kyushu Bank has always respected.
Liao Gan set his sights on the Taishang Scholar who was not from the Jiuxuanmen.
Ye Qiusheng let out a low laugh, flicked the sleeves of his large Confucian robe, and swooped down like a crane: "A gentleman has the way, can he live and die and forget it?"
Liao Qian almost yelled at the genteel "A gentleman has the way, and he will forget it at the risk of life and death", what kind of scholar is this, he is clearly a madman wearing a Confucian skin! After hesitating and hesitating, only Liao Gan was left standing alone on the stone steps.
It was pitch black all around, with pale ice crumbs still falling under the feet, and there was still a trace of coldness in the air. Liao Gan shivered. He turned his head and glanced at the undamaged statue in the tower room. Jun Wan and Bai Lixin jumped down too early, otherwise they would find that the statue in the tower room was a "wei ghost" .
The moment his eyes touched Wei Gui, Liao Gan took a step back.
He seemed to think of something, with a look of fear on his face. Gritting his teeth, Liao Gan also jumped from the third floor of Qingming Pagoda.
The third floor of Qingming Pagoda was dead silent.
"There are so many strange shapes, take the bones to strike each other, like a song," the Wei ghost statue looks like a smile but not a smile.
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Among the eight sects of the Immortal Gate, the Nine Mysteries are the first.
Among the private criticisms of the disciples of the Beast Master Sect, the most frequently used words in their evaluation of the Nine Profound Sect were "crazy" and "insidious". Qiu Qianhe has always felt that the storytellers of the Central Plains Dynasty must have read the Confucian Way stupidly, and they are full of prejudice against the nomadic Wild Spirit Dynasty. Otherwise, how could they think that the most fierce and fierce are the disciples of the Beast Sect
Jiuxuan Crazy is obviously more suitable for these evaluations than Yushouzong.
There are still power fluctuations of the space vortex in the Qingming Tower, who knows if it will explode, they don't want to leave, they come to settle accounts with themselves, just like the disciples of the Kyushu Bank who take drugs all day long, did they take the wrong medicine
The copper bell on Qiu Qianhe's waist was already in his hands, and the disciples of the Beast Master Sect were scattered behind Qiu Qianhe in a half-arc shape.
The two sides had already fought once, and there was only Qiu Qianhe, a core disciple of the Beast Master Sect. At the last moment, he had to use the copper bell that created a passage outside the Qingming Tower again. The phantom of the horned dragon formed by the soul knot was beyond his control and caused some damage to his spiritual consciousness. Fortunately, that thing was just a paper shelf to scare people. Although there was backlash, it was not fatal.
But the risk of using the copper bell to deal with Qiu Qianhe under the condition of injury is really not small.
Qiu Qianhe was wearing a fiery red robe, with a little blood on his lips. In fact, he has a handsome face like a woman, which is more inclined to the appearance of people from the Central Plains, but because of the coldness between his brows, he looks very dangerous, like a coquettish and colorful poisonous snake walking through a humid and cold area, and the blood on his lips is like The blood of the prey that remains after the poisonous snake chooses the man.
The disciples of the Nine Profound Sect stood on the opposite side imposingly.
Jun Wanbai's two swords slanted and ready to strike, Li Xin's face was half hidden in the darkness and became more ghostly, Qin Jiu didn't drink any more, and at some point there were a few thin blades turning with cold light in his fingers, Chu Zhiyuan looked serious and long Sword half raised...
Qiu Qianhe thought of all the sayings about the old enemy of Jiuxuanmen.
This is a very strange sect, the disciples in the sect dislike each other and meet each other in the arena every day. But if you kill someone from Jiuxuanmen, the first ones to kill you must be those guys who beat that person to death in the arena of the sect all day... This is a sect made up of lunatics.
so…
Qiu Qianhe laughed, and the sword marks on his face were slightly distorted: "It seems that something happened to that damned guy, what? Was he caught in the turbulent flow of space?"
He smiled recklessly and viciously, with cruel words on his lips, but his mind was thinking of a counterattack.
He was also leading this group of idiots with poor brains, but he was facing some of the most powerful lunatics among the most powerful disciples of the Jiuxuanmen, and the ghost wanted to confront them head-on-well, the idiot behind him really thought so.
But Qiu Qianhe felt that he was not an idiot, and it would be disgraceful to die at the hands of people from Jiuxuanmen.
"You guys who are friends with beasts don't need to know what's going on."
Jun Wanbai spoke coldly, her eyebrows and eyes were already heroic, but at this time there was a chill like a general who slaughtered millions of people.
Shen Changge at the side glanced at her, wondering if it was his illusion, Jun Wanbai in this appearance had the temperament of a general's child...but she was obviously just a cultivator.
Facing the undisguised murderous intent of Jiuxuanmen, Qiu Qianhe still had that soft, poisonous smile on his face. He turned his hand holding the copper bell slightly, and the faint ringing of the bell came and went. It sounded: "That's a pity, I'm still thinking about whether to open the space channel... It seems that the people of Jiuxuanmen don't need it anymore."
Accompanied by Qiu Qianhe's words, the eyes of Jun Wanbai and the others suddenly sharpened.
"Brother!"
The expression of the Beastmaster Sect disciple standing beside Qiu Qianhe changed instantly, and he shouted in a low voice.
The copper bell held in Qiu Qianhe's hand can indeed open up a space channel, but with Qiu Qianhe's strength, a stable channel can only be opened once a month. Just now, in order to pass through the open space outside the Qingming Tower, Qiu Qianhe That opportunity has already been used up, and if it is opened again, Qiu Qianhe himself is not sure where the opened passage will lead to.
"Shut up, idiot."
Qiu Qianhe wanted to slap the guy behind him, and with a cold smile on his face as if he knew what happened just now, he shouted in a low voice.
If they confronted this group of lunatics from the Jiuxuanmen, they would all die here. As for the use of the copper bell, Qiu Qianhe himself was not completely unsure. It is difficult to open up independent passages separated from other spaces, but it is relatively easy to connect to other spaces.
What's more, there is still the fluctuation of the huge space vortex just now in the Qingming Pagoda, and Qiu Qianhe still has a faint feeling for the phantom of the horned dragon.
He looked at the people of Jiuxuanmen, his tone was as soft and erratic as a poisonous snake spit out a letter.
"Why, do you want to do something now?" He laughed, with a chill and threat.
The next moment, Qiu Qianhe's pupils shrank suddenly.
Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and Li Xin's cold and unliving figure suddenly disappeared in front of him. The next moment, Qiu Qianhe felt a chill on his neck.
A knife was stuck to the neck.
The moment the cold blade was removed, Qiu Qianhe's face darkened. Damn it, a large part of the strength of the Beast Master Sect is in the beasts, but in the weird Qingming Pagoda after the accident, with the lessons learned from the past, they don't dare to summon the beasts easily now.
Li Xin's figure appeared in place again like a ghost.
He lowered his head, brushed his fingers slowly over the blade, and said succinctly: "You can start now."
Qiu Qianhe stopped laughing, and shook the copper bell.
The ringing of the bell seemed to come from ancient times with an ethereal aura, and a light and shadow swept out of the center of the Qingming Pagoda in front of him. The spatial fluctuations that remained there quickly condensed together, forming a vortex that was very small compared to before. Under the gaze of everyone, a passage connects to the middle of the vortex.
When the copper bell stopped, Qiu Qianhe stopped with a pale face.
Jun Wanbai pressed his fingertips on the edge of the sword, and with a stroke, the blood seeped into the blade, and the long sword shone coldly. She raised her sword towards the disciples of the Beast Controlling Sect, signaling them to step in first.
Qiu Qianhe sneered, and led the disciples of the Beast Controlling Sect past Jun Wanbai into the tunnel.
"You can leave Bingzhou."
The disciples of Jiuxuanmen stepped into the passage one by one, Zhou Wen'an suddenly stopped and said to Liao Gan.
Liao Gan shrank behind the line, his calf trembling slightly, he was not a lunatic from Jiuxuanmen, so he would naturally be afraid. He was taken aback when he heard Zhou Wen'an's words, and before he could answer, Zhou Wen'an had already stepped into the passage without looking back.
"Hold!"
Seeing that he was going to be left alone again, Liao Qian blushed instantly.
"Damn it, don't always persuade others to leave quickly and don't die, but at the same time go to die yourself without hesitation!"
It's easy to make others feel like a coward. Obviously afraid of death, timid is normal people will have. But if there are people around you who are not afraid of death, people will start to doubt whether the world is crazy, or you are the only one living a useless life, not worthy of being called a man.
Liao Gan finally understood how soldiers on the secular battlefield could be brave enough to die.
Everyone around you is rushing forward, can you still stay where you are
Unless you admit that you are not a man.
Liao Gan thought he was, so he gritted his teeth and followed.
When the vortex rolled up in the Qingming Pagoda of Bingzhou, the disciples of other sects who had arrived in Bingzhou City stopped in their tracks. They felt a kind of call from the Qingming Pagoda in the dark—a call to the cultivators. Qingming Pagoda, this ancient formation tower that guides the lost, guides them like a high-altitude flying boat.
"what happened?"
At the same time, I don't know how many sect disciples who arrived in Bingzhou City murmured this sentence.
At the same time, Jiuxuanmen.
The head of Jiuxuanmen who sent Bailishu and other core disciples of the sect to participate in the birthday of the master of Medicine Valley, Yi Heping stood on the top floor of Biyong Pavilion. The mighty ones who are in retreat. The last time they left the customs was when Yi Heping brought Bailishu back to the sect.
In addition, there were several elders uniformly dressed in dark black long-distance running standing silently aside. Elder Qin, who was aggressive back then, also put on a dark black robe and stood among these celebrities. In the eyes of the disciples of Jiuxuanmen, Elder Qin is the most irritable and irritable person, but at this moment he didn't say a word, and every line on his face seemed to be carved out.
They stared in the direction of northeast Bingzhou.
After a long time, those sect masters who came out of the retreat left on their own, leaving only the elders in black robes. When Emperor Chen Ying died of illness in the Chen Dynasty, three elders wearing such robes also appeared in the snowy night in the capital of the Chen Dynasty.
"Trouble elders."
Yi Heping withdrew his gaze, and bowed respectfully to the elders in dark black robes as the head of Jiuxuan.
The elders in black robes nodded silently and left one by one.
Elder Qin was the last one to leave. His hair was all white and his face was old. The deacon elder of the Jiuxuan Branch of Yanmen County called Yi Heping his senior brother. He and Ye Yi were of the same generation. Ye Yi and Yi Heping still looked young, but he looked like an old man.
"Did you really send them all there?"
Elder Qin asked coldly, with no respect for Yi Heping in his tone.
"What?" Yi Heping was used to his tone, and smiled slightly, "You mean Bailishu? Don't you hate the person named Baili the most? Why are you suddenly concerned?"
Elder Qin laughed coldly, his voice hoarse: "I just don't want to see the second Junior Brother Ye again!"
His voice was sharp, and the smile on Yi Heping's face imperceptibly froze for an instant.
"So you took the first step and forced him to take over the task of Jingling Terrace? You want him to get the approval of "Three Profound Emperors Picture"? Why didn't you let Li Xin go?" Yi Heping said softly.
"Bullshit. I just don't like a person named Baili as the head of Jiuxuan."
Elder Qin's face changed slightly, and he left without looking back.
Yi Heping watched Elder Qin's leaving back, and whispered to himself: "I am the only one who has seen Huangtu in this world. Are you and Junior Brother Ye?"
He thought of the little junior brother who once fought against the Hehuan sect for a beauty pill, the mother who died early in Hezhou, and the way Elder Qin used to be able to call him "senior brother" instead of targeting him everywhere like he is now. So he smiled bitterly.
The impermanence of the world has reached such a ridiculous point.
The author has something to say: Tsundere is a sect tradition√
And... I don't want to write that kind of paper man type character, even if it's just an ant, it should be a unique ant