The vast land of Shenzhou, the vast mountains, and the fertile land of Middle Earth, at this moment, it seems that it is still a scene of prosperity and peace, and it does not feel the strange happening in the remote mountains in the southwestern border.
However, at this moment, there are two people flying towards Huqi Mountain where the original head hall of the Ghost King Sect is located. It is Jin Ping'er and Taoist Cangsong who secretly sneaked into Qingyun Mountain and broke the "Sky Secret Lock" before.
After they secretly destroyed the secret lock of Qingyunmen's four-meridian peak, they carefully surveyed around Qingyun Mountain according to the ghost king's order earlier. It's rare to say a word all day. Jin Ping'er more or less understood Taoist Cangsong's contradictory state of mind, but she knew it, but she was soft-hearted and sympathetic to kind women. It's kind of contemptuous.
Coming back this way, they entered the Hundred Li Realm of Huqi Mountain. After driving for a day, the two of them fell back to the ground from the sky and found a secluded valley to rest for a while. This valley is not big. Between the mountains, there is a small stream flowing down from the upper reaches, passing through the bottom of the valley, and flowing down the mountain. The stream water was clear, Jin Ping'er felt a little thirsty after a long day of driving, so she went to the stream and took some water with her hands, put it in her mouth and drank it.
The stream water in this valley is cold to the touch, but very sweet at the entrance, Jin Ping'er couldn't help drinking a few more mouthfuls, then took a deep breath, turned around and smiled and said: "Master Dao, this stream water is quite good, why don't you come and drink a little? "
Taoist Cangsong sat on a rock next to him, shook his head, his expression was quite gloomy, in fact, he had always had this expression since he came back from Qingyun Mountain. Jin Ping'er saw it in her eyes, smiled secretly, but didn't bother to say anything, turned around, took up the clear stream water with her hands, splashed it on her face a few times, then raised her head and shook it, only feeling a coolness on her face The meaning goes straight to the bottom of my heart, and it is indescribably happy.
Under the sun, the crystal water droplets looked like pearls on her fair skin, slowly slipping down, her chest was slightly wetted by a few drops of water powder, revealing faintly plump and tender skin, which seemed to have a coquettish beauty .
"Miss Jin." Suddenly, Taoist Cangsong, who had been silent behind him, suddenly called out.
Jin Ping'er did not expect Taoist Cangsong, who had always been like a gourd, to speak on his own initiative, she felt a little strange in her heart, turned around and looked, showing her signature charming smile, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Taoist priest?"
Taoist Cangsong lowered his eyes slightly, he didn't look at Jin Ping'er's beautiful face that could turn all sentient beings upside down, but saw that his brows were slightly frowning, as if he had a lot of worries on his heart, he hesitated for a moment, and only listened to him: " The Sect Master of the Ghost King ordered us to secretly destroy the secret lock of Qingyun Sect. I know the intention behind this, the Demon Cult..."
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly suffocated, Jin Ping'er looked at him with a smile, but there seemed to be a bit of irony in his eyes.
Taoist Cangsong was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "...the Holy Cult wants to rule the world, and Qingyunmen is naturally the number one enemy. Breaking their secret lock is the most important thing. But I don't understand why the ghost king suzerain We took a detailed look at all the towns and villages within a hundred miles of Qingyunmen, as well as the common people living there. These people are unarmed ordinary people. How about dealing with them?"
Jin Ping'er turned her charming eyes, and said with a smile: "Why, is it possible that the Taoist priest has compassion for the world and humanity, and wants to save all sentient beings?"
Taoist Cangsong's complexion darkened, and he said: "I just think it's fine to deal with Qingyun sect, if you want to involve these innocent people, it's unnecessary."
Jin Ping'er smiled and said: "Master, why are you angry? I didn't say anything!" She paused for a while, and after a moment of meditation, said: "To be honest, the investigation of the towns around Qingyun Mountain was indeed ordered by the Sect Master of the Ghost King. I am not very clear about the reason why it came down, but in my opinion, with the demeanor of the ghost king suzerain, he doesn't look like a lunatic who slaughtered people for no reason?"
Taoist Cangsong calmed down a little, thought for a moment, seemed to think that Jin Ping'er's words were reasonable, but seemed to have some scruples in his heart, shook his head and said: "That said, but I still can't figure out why we need to check those ordinary Ordinary people, apart from their large numbers, there is nothing unusual about them. Even if there are hundreds or thousands of these common people, they are probably not a successful opponent of cultivation."
Jin Ping'er smiled and said: "We all want to achieve this level. The ghost king suzerain's heart is as deep as the sea, how can he not figure it out? So you don't have to worry about it, Daoist."
Taoist Cangsong sighed softly, and said: "It's because the Ghost King Sect Master's heart is as deep as the sea, so I can't figure out what is going on in his heart at all. Although it is common sense, I am afraid that he suddenly..." After the words , he seemed to feel a little bored himself, smiled wryly, shook his head and stopped talking.
Naturally, Jin Ping'er is not the kind of person who would worry about the lives of countless people under Qingyun Mountain, but Taoist Cangsong's strange attitude made her somewhat displeased in her heart, and she didn't know what her future fate would be. Are you still worried about other people? Could it be that these guys who have come out of the righteous way have this temper, even if they join the devil's religion, they can't change it.
Jin Ping'er shrugged his shoulders, feeling very baffled by this strange thing, turned around and walked to the edge of the creek again, wanting to wash his face before leaving here and continue on his way, and said lightly: "Don't worry, Taoist priest. Well, I don’t want to think about what to do…”
Before the word "Me" could be uttered, Jin Ping'er's eyes suddenly focused, the word seemed to be stuck and she couldn't say it anymore, even her body seemed to stiffen.
The stream, which was still crystal clear just now, was suddenly covered with blood stains, dark red in color, slowly rippling away with the flow of water in the stream. Jin Ping'er stared at the blood, and his complexion instantly became ugly. Thinking of drinking the water here just now and washing his face with it, Jin Ping'er's stomach twitched, feeling like he wanted to vomit.
She stood there silently watching for a while, her eyes shifted, and she followed the blood mist to the upstream of the creek. Sure enough, this blood stain was slowly flowing down from the upstream, stretching like a thin red line in the stream. endlessly.
Jin Ping'er snorted coldly, and walked upstream along the creek.
Behind him, Taoist Cangsong saw Jin Ping'er walking away suddenly, he was a little strange, and said, "Miss Jin, what's wrong with you?"
But Jin Ping'er didn't answer him, just staring at the stream, Cangsong Taoist frowned, walked over, then his face changed slightly, and he also noticed something strange in the stream, after hesitating for a moment, he followed Jin Ping'er walked upstream behind her.
This creek is neither deep nor big, and the water is no higher than the knees when one walks down, and one can reach the other bank by taking three or four steps across. Two hours later, it was about to walk out of the valley, but the creek still had no end, and the strange blood-stained red line in the water continued to extend.
Jin Ping'er and Taoist Cangsong looked at each other, their brows were frowned, both of them were extraordinary people, naturally they knew that if ordinary people and animals bleed and flowed into the water, the blood would flow along the water, but if With such a long distance, it would have been invisible in the water. Right now, the blood in the water is still congealed, but it must be very strange.
Among the mountains, the wind passed through the valley, and there was a strange whistling sound, and the mountains and forests shook, making strange noises, which added a bit of gloom.
Taoist Cangsong stopped suddenly, Jin Ping'er frowned, looked at him, and said, "What's wrong?"
Taoist Cangsong was silent for a moment, and said: "I think we should not worry about it."
Jin Ping'er raised her eyebrows, she didn't seem to expect Taoist Cangsong to say such a thing, and said, "Daoist, aren't you afraid?"
A trace of anger flashed across Taoist Cangsong's face, but he still endured it, and said: "The important thing is, the Sect Master of the Ghost King has ordered us to do things for a while, I think it's better to go back and report." Without waiting for Jin Ping'er to speak, as if he didn't want to see Jin Ping'er's slightly sarcastic gaze, he turned around, but flew up with his sword, and flew towards Huqi Mountain on his own.
Jin Ping'er looked at the back of Taoist Cangsong flying away, and snorted coldly, her eyes were full of contempt, she didn't bother to chase after her for a while, she turned her head and looked at the blood stain in the stream, slowly, her expression became a little dignified.
Suddenly, in the empty valley, there was a low roar from the upper reaches of the creek. Jin Ping'er was concentrating on thinking, and was startled by the sudden cry. She turned around and saw There was a forest in front of it, the stream turned a corner at the edge of the forest, but the place where the cry came was blocked by the dense forest.
Now that she's here, Jin Ping'er will naturally not ignore her, with a light leap of her body, she has already passed by without a sound, submerged in the dense forest, leaped several times, jumped onto a branch at the edge of the forest, and looked down. go.
Seeing this, her complexion suddenly changed.
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Taoist Cangsong flew in mid-air, slowed down deliberately and waited for a while, but unexpectedly Jin Ping'er didn't catch up, Taoist Cangsong looked at the empty space behind him, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. Although this Jin Ping'er was polite to him on weekdays, and he kept calling him "long and long" during the conversation, Taoist Cangsong was well-versed in the world, and he had long seen the hidden trace of disdain and embarrassment in Jin Ping'er's eyes. The meaning of ridicule.
Or maybe Jin Ping'er didn't mean to be sarcastic, but Taoist Cangsong thinks so. It's no wonder that Taoist Cangsong has gradually become so strangely sensitive since he betrayed Qingyun and joined the demon king sect .
While Daoist Cangsong was sullen, hesitating whether he should go first alone or go back to find Jin Ping'er, a lavender light shone from behind, and Jin Ping'er flew over.
The brilliance of the magic weapon flashed, and Jin Ping'er came to Taoist Cangsong, the wind in the sky made her clothes flutter, but at this moment, Jin Ping'er's face seemed to have a thoughtful look, which was completely different from the usual expression on her face. smile.
Seeing Taoist Cangsong waiting there, Jin Ping'er smiled at him, but the smile looked a bit forced, it was not her usual coquettish look, and said: "Taoist, let's go! "
Taoist Cangsong snorted coldly, turned around and wielded his sword and continued on without saying a word. Faced with this somewhat rude behavior, Jin Ping'er showed no anger on her face, on the contrary, she followed slowly behind, looking at the figure of Taoist Cangsong speeding away ahead, but her eyes showed a flickering complex look.
The valley is still a hundred miles away from Huqi Mountain, and the mountains are undulating in between. If ordinary people want to go to Huqi Mountain from here, it may take at least half a month to walk through mountains and rivers. It took less than half a day.
But when they flew close to the Huqi Mountain in the past, it was as if they were punched in the face, even Jin Ping'er, who had been meditating, was too shocked to speak. As they descended slowly, everything in front of them gradually became clear. The once towering Huqi Mountain had disappeared at this moment. On the huge mountain body, a huge abyss suddenly appeared, and the blazing heat could be heard from a distance. The roar of the magma rushing, and countless strange red blood lights radiated from the abyss, shooting towards the sky, like the image of a legendary demon.
In the air, there was a strong and pungent smell of blood.
"What's going on, what happened?" Taoist Cangsong murmured.
After falling to the ground, Taoist Cangsong looked around, and saw that the area around the abyss was covered by that strange red light and shadow for about ten miles around. The forests with dense branches and leaves were all dead at this moment, leaving only one A withered tree trunk stood on the spot, and the situation was terrible.
Taoist Cangsong looked around, he was in a state of panic, when suddenly Jin Ping'er's voice came from beside him, only to hear her softly "Huh", quite surprised. Taoist Cangsong looked at her, and saw Jin Ping'er pointing to the far right, and said in a low voice, "Look there."
Taoist Cangsong looked in the direction of her finger, and was also startled. He saw a wave of red light and shadow in that direction, but dozens of figures walked out of the red shadow. When he fixed his eyes, these people were all strong and strong. The clothes and accessories on the man's body are exactly the clothes of the Demon Sect's Ghost King Zong, and they seem to be disciples of the Ghost King Zong.
Taoist Cangsong heaved a sigh of relief, it seems that there has indeed been a big change in Huqi Mountain during the time he was away, but with the power of the ghost king, there is nothing that can stop him, seeing these disciples of the ghost king sect, It is estimated that the ghost king Zong's vitality was not seriously injured.
At this time, a group of Ghost King Sect disciples who looked like they were patrolling around also found two people standing here, and they all turned around and walked towards this place. Taoist Cangsong greeted them, and said loudly: "I It's Cangsong, what happened here?"
Jin Ping'er did not speak, she took a deep look at the red blood shadow that was like a light mask covering the abyss in the distance, then silently followed Cangsong Taoist, frowning, watching the approaching ghost kings Zong disciples.
The people on both sides walked closer, and the dozens of people were indeed the disciples of the Ghost King's sect. One of the leaders nodded to Cangsong and gave a salute, but for some reason, his movements seemed a little stiff, and he said: : "I have seen... uh... Daoist..."
Taoist Cangsong frowned. The tone of the Ghost King Sect disciple's speech was quite strange. He paused in his words, coupled with his somewhat stiff movements, he looked like a wooden man. I don't know where he was transferred. It's not like that.
But at the moment Taoist Cangsong didn't bother to care about this, he said directly: "Sect Master Ghost King, we have something to report to him."
The disciple of the Ghost King Sect still looked dull, slowly turned around and pointed to the depth of the red light and shadow, and said: "Sect Master, uh, inside, uh... I've been waiting for you for a long time... uh."
Taoist Cangsong was so impatient that listening to this person say a word was really exhausting, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you lead the way!"
The Ghost King Sect disciple nodded, turned around and walked away, and said slowly: "Yes... uh!"
A group of people walked towards the abyss again. Taoist Cangsong originally wanted to ask what was going on with the sudden and huge change in front of him, but the few conversations just now completely dispelled his patience. Ask such a dull ghost Wang Zong The disciple is really suffering, so why don't you ask the ghost king suzerain directly later!
Jin Ping'er followed them, walking slowly, watching these ghost king sect disciples around silently. At first glance, except for their slightly stiff movements, they were no different from ordinary people, and there was nothing strange about them at all. The inexplicable vigilance in Jin Ping'er's eyes became more intense.
As she gradually walked into the abyss and got closer and closer to the red blood light, Jin Ping'er suddenly found that the eyes of these Ghost King Sect disciples walking beside her suddenly showed a faint red, like dark red blood, and they The movements of all the people when they walked unexpectedly began to lose their stiffness, and gradually became brisk.
It seemed that the blood-red light and shadow had given them some strength.
Getting closer and closer to that weird red mask, seeing that it was only two feet away, Taoist Cangsong suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he couldn't explain what was going on with this sudden feeling. At this time, there was a soft cry from behind, and everyone turned around to look, only to see that Jin Ping'er, who was still fine just now, suddenly sat on the ground, covered his heart with his hand, gasped and coughed loudly, his face was pale, and he looked very hard.
Taoist Cangsong was taken aback, and said, "What's wrong with you?"
Jin Ping'er took a few breaths, shook his head and smiled wryly: "This is an old problem. Sometimes I am like this. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my heart and mouth, and then it takes half an hour for the pain to pass. After that, I seem to be fine. This problem is gone. It’s been many years, but I didn’t expect it to happen again today.”
Taoist Cangsong was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then... what should you do now?"
Jin Ping'er looked very tired, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, just rest for a while. How about this, you go ahead and report to the Ghost King Sect Master, and I'll come later."
Taoist Cangsong frowned, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's the only way to go, you should have a good rest!"
Jin Ping'er smiled weakly and said, "Thank you, Daoist."
Taoist Cangsong snorted, turned around and walked forward, being interrupted by Jin Ping'er so suddenly, he forgot the uneasiness in his heart just now, but the dozens of Ghost King Sect disciples behind him seemed a little confused , it seems that although the body movements are no longer stiff, the head is still not bright, and the red eyes swept around, and finally most of the people followed Taoist Cangsong, leaving only two people standing Beside Jin Ping'er.
Jin Ping'er sat on the ground, coughing and panting, watching the crowd of people surrounded by Taoist Cangsong walk into the bloody light and shadow, after that, there was no more sound.
Her head lowered slowly, and her panting gradually became rapid again, but her gaze, which was hidden downward, suddenly became extremely clear and bright. Taoist Cangsong didn't know that not long ago, in that valley, behind the forest upstream of the stream, what Jin Ping'er saw were the corpses of some disciples of the Ghost King Sect, and Jin Ping'er will never forget their death .
Because she had seen it with her own eyes a long time ago during the catastrophe of beasts and monsters that swept the world.
And at this moment, the ghost king sect disciples standing beside her had bloody red lights in their eyes, which were almost exactly the same as those crazy beast monsters back then. It's crazy like that, but Jin Ping'er has made a decision in her heart, she must not walk into the red light and shadow.
Inside, there is a terrifying existence.
This is her intuition.
Jin Ping'er's panting became louder and louder, but the two Ghost King Sect disciples standing beside her seemed indifferent, as if they were indifferent to things outside of them, but after a while, suddenly behind them, there was a strange sound, like What rock hit the ground.
Jin Ping'er was facing the direction from which the strange sound was coming from, and then her expression changed drastically, she stood up, and said in a broken voice, "What, why are you here too?"
The two Ghost King Sect disciples were taken aback. Seeing that Jin Ping'er was so surprised, they couldn't help turning around to look, but after they turned around, they saw nothing behind them, not to mention people. They didn't even see a shadow of a stone, it was like a ghost, the two monks Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, they turned around and wanted to ask Jin Ping'er, but when they turned around, Jin Ping'er who was standing behind them disappeared, just like never before. It's the same as if it didn't appear in this place, leaving only an empty piece of land.
The two Ghost King Sect disciples were taken aback, they looked at each other, and then shouted in their mouths, but the voices of the shouts did not sound like human voices at all, but more like the roar of wild animals. After turning around twice, the two turned their heads and rushed into In the light and shadow of red blood.
In the distance, Jin Ping'er slowly revealed her figure behind a boulder. It seemed simple to get rid of it just now, but she had exhausted all her wit and skills. Until now, she was slowly relieved and realized that, His forehead was full of cold sweat.
But before she could relax, suddenly, from the depths of the red light and shadow, there was a cry of extreme pain. This voice belonged to Taoist Cangsong. Hidden behind the back, although Taoist Cangsong's shout was sharp, it soon weakened and disappeared, followed by a roar of wild laughter, the voice was full of madness, it seemed that everything in this world was about to be trampled on. Below his feet, the mountains trembled, and echoes rumbled.
Jin Ping'er's complexion was pale, and her body began to tremble slightly. Although the voice was different, she could clearly hear it, it was the ghost king's laughter.
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Thousands of miles away, Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak, Houshan Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.
This place is still as peaceful as before, and the majestic and majestic palace is located in the woods, exuding a solemn atmosphere. The dense forest is quiet, and the birdsong is crisp and clear. From a distance, one can vaguely see the incense sticks in the shadows of the dim ancestral hall.
Lin Jingyu raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky above his head was blue and cloudless. The warm sun shone on his body, bringing with it a warm warmth. On the sword, beautiful and changing light was reflected.
It seems that today is a good weather.
He looked at it for a while, a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he picked up the broom in his hand and began to clean the stone steps in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Since the mysterious old man passed away, Qingyun Mountain has undergone several changes, but under the drastic changes, no one has noticed this secluded corner that has long been indifferent to the world, but Lin Jingyu seems to be very fond of this place, perhaps It must be because of the memory of the old man back then. In short, without knowing it, many people tacitly agreed that Lin Jingyu became the successor who guarded the ancestor's ancestral hall here.
The withered and yellow fallen leaves rolled up one after another under the waving of the broom, and were swept aside. Lin Jingyu cleaned quietly, doing what he had to do every day. The mountains and forests are silent, and the breeze blows gently, but I don't know that this kind of life will be more peaceful than before.
It's just this day, but it seems that it is not destined to be peaceful.
Quietly, just when Lin Jingyu was sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground with all his heart, suddenly a pair of feet appeared in front of his eyes. Lin Jingyu was startled. No one would come here, and today is an uncommon day, so why would anyone come here
He raised his head to look up, unexpectedly, he was even more shocked by this look, and his whole body was shocked, he took a step back, his face changed color, and he lost his voice in astonishment: "Sect Master Master Master!"
Standing in front of him was Daoxuan, the head teacher of Qingyun sect who had been missing for many days.
Reverend Daoxuan was still wearing the dark green Taoist robe, but some parts of it looked tattered. In the past, it was unimaginable that this would happen to the famous Qingyun sect head teacher. Looking at it now, Master Daoxuan has no expression on his face, he seems to be a little thinner than he remembered, but he seems to be a little more vicissitudes.
Lin Jingyu's heart was extremely chaotic, although he was not the core member of Qingyun sect, and he was no better than Xiaozhufeng Shangshuiyue masters and disciples and others, but when Daoxuan Daoxuan and Tian Buyi had a conflict in the ancestor's ancestral hall, he But it is present. Afterwards, both of them disappeared, now that Tian Buyi had passed away, Master Daoxuan came back here without a sound, the twists and turns were so strange that it made people feel chilling.
But even though Lin Jingyu was stunned and flustered, Daoxuan Daoxuan over there didn't seem to care about him, his eyes only stayed on Lin Jingyu for a moment, and then looked at the magnificent ancestral hall of the ancestor.
Reverend Daoxuan looked at the palace for a long time, then suddenly said slowly: "You are the only one here now?"
Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes."
Reverend Daoxuan glanced at him, and suddenly his gaze focused, but it fell on the "Dragon Slaying Sword" hanging on Lin Jingyu's waist. The emerald green sword light circulated gently, even though the old man had left, it still carried that unique arrogance, which was outstanding.
The emerald green light was reflected in his eyes, Daoxuan Master's complexion also changed accordingly, a bewildered and pensive expression slowly emerged, Lin Jingyu was confused at the moment, he didn't know if he should leave immediately and go to the front mountain to meet the teachers of Tongtian Peak Is it better to report, or continue to watch here
However, Master Daoxuan didn't give him much time to think, and his strange expression quickly disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference, and said to Lin Jingyu lightly: "You are here, without my order." No one else is allowed to come in." After saying that, without waiting for Lin Jingyu to answer, he strode forward and went straight to the dark hall of the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall.
Lin Jingyu was stunned in place, not knowing what to do, he could only watch as Daoxuan's figure disappeared into the darkness.
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After entering the inner hall, after the initial darkness, what Daoxuan presented in front of him was the huge altar on the main hall and the countless spiritual tablets behind the altar, a solemn and solemn aura came towards him, the ancestors of the Qingyun sect were here , staring at the figure of Master Daoxuan coldly and silently.
Reverend Daoxuan's body trembled slightly, it seemed that something in his body had exploded, which caused him quite pain, but he quickly endured it, walked slowly to the altar, took the sandalwood on the altar, and lit candles beside it. The fire was lit, and he walked to the front of the altar, facing the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the past generations, and slowly knelt down.
In the gloomy light, his face also seemed to be cloudy and uncertain, only the warmth of the little incense, and a faint smoke.
"Patriarch of the Qingyun sect, unworthy disciple Daoxuan..." His voice was low and hoarse, his hands seemed to be trembling slightly while holding the incense stick, as if he was so excited that he stopped talking halfway.
His head was deeply buried, and he prostrated himself in front of countless spiritual cards. In the spacious and magnificent hall, a wind blew up somewhere, and the surrounding curtains began to flutter slightly, and even the candles on the altar table began to flicker.
Suddenly, Daoxuan Daoxuan, who was prostrate on the ground, suddenly trembled, and he didn't know how to use the force. The three sandalwood sticks in his hand were suddenly eroded by a huge force, and they turned into powder without sound in an instant, and a mass of black Qi also spread out from Daoxuan's body at this moment, rapidly churning and expanding, and it was about to completely envelop Daoxuan's body.
Standing outside the main hall, Lin Jingyu frowned as if aware of something, and couldn't help but took a step towards the main hall. In the depths of that shadow, a strange aura suddenly rises, in which the aura is very evil, which is definitely not what this patriarch's ancestral hall originally had.
Daoxuan Daoxuan's strange expression just now flashed in his mind, and he felt uneasy, but looking at the majestic hall, he hesitated a little.
The mountains and forests were silent, but around the ancestor's ancestral hall, even the sound of birdsong disappeared in a blink of an eye. It seemed that those birds also felt the inexplicable danger, and they were silent like cicadas.
In the hall, Master Daoxuan's body trembled more and more, and the black air surrounding him became thicker and thicker. In the originally silent hall, there was a whirlwind at some point, making a low whining sound, blowing in the open air. There was rapid blowing in the hall. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Master Daoxuan's body was trembling, and under the envelope of black air, he slowly stood up. At this time, the expression on his face seemed to be like a sudden change, full of An air of violence.
But looking carefully, behind the violence, there is another kind of pain in Daoxuan's eyes, so that the muscles on his face are twisted, as if he has been trying to endure something, but looking at the situation, it is obvious that he is gradually unable to hold on up.
At this weird and critical juncture, the strange wind around him was getting stronger and stronger, not only blowing the heavy altar table back slightly, even the incense altar tablet far away behind the altar table was unexpectedly blown away. It has spread, and many spirit cards are shaking in the strong wind, and some of them show signs of falling.
As Daoxuan Daoxuan of the Qingyun Sect, it can be said that he has already committed a great treason by rushing against the spiritual position of the patriarch like this. Just looking at his face, the hostility is getting heavier and heavier, so how can he care about this.
It was at this time that there was a soft "pop" sound suddenly. Sure enough, under the strong wind, a certain spiritual tablet placed on the edge of the incense table finally couldn't support it, and fell down, falling on the stones on the floor. , making a crisp sound.
The sound seemed to have alarmed Master Daoxuan who was struggling to support himself. He subconsciously turned his head to look. For some reason, his whole body was shaken like a pot of cold water being poured on his head. His violent expression quickly faded away, and the strange black energy Somehow it converged and disappeared, leaving only remorse and sadness on his face.
Under the dim light, the spirit tablet that fell to the ground lay there quietly, motionless. On the wooden sign, it was surprisingly blank.
This is an empty card with no words.
That blank space seemed to be staring at him coldly.
Reverend Daoxuan's lips trembled slightly, he stared blankly at the blank spiritual tablet, then walked over slowly, picked up the wordless spiritual tablet, and carefully touched it in his hand...
I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness, his hoarse and slightly choked voice came: "Junior Brother..."
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Lin Jingyu was so anxious that his forehead was sweating outside the ancestral hall of the ancestors. He fought countless times in his heart, and finally became cruel, ready to rush in desperately to see what happened in the main hall of the ancestral hall. However, the strange atmosphere in the ancestral hall suddenly disappeared.
Lin Jingyu became suspicious again at this moment. He had made up his mind before, but he couldn't take this step. After all, no matter what, the person in the ancestral hall of the ancestor is Daoxuan, the current head teacher of Qingyun sect. He has saved the common people several times in the past. Not to mention the common people in the world, even ordinary disciples of Qingyun sect, including Lin Jingyu, also regard him as a godlike figure.
This hesitation made him wait for a long time, Lin Jingyu had never felt that time passed so slowly, even these days when he was alone facing the empty and barren hills and the lonely ancestral hall, he was not in the same mood as he is now. And when he began to doubt whether his cultivation was not enough, the figure of Reverend Daoxuan appeared at the entrance of the hall again.
His expression was still that expressionless, and he walked down slowly without looking at Lin Jingyu. Open up.
When Reverend Daoxuan passed by Lin Jingyu, he stopped suddenly, and after a while, he heard him whisper: "Take care of them... people!"
Lin Jingyu was startled, he didn't know who they were referring to in Xuanzhen's mouth, but since he had just come out of the ancestor's ancestral hall, most likely they were referring to the spirit seats of the Qingyun sect's ancestors in the ancestral hall. He nodded and said respectfully: "The disciple knows."
Reverend Daoxuan took a deep look at him, sized him up, looked at Lin Jingyu's white clothes, and the emerald green dragon-slaying sword gleaming at his waist, he suddenly gave a wry smile, and said, "It really looks like that!" …”
Lin Jingyu didn't understand for a while, and when he raised his head to ask clearly, he saw Daoxuan Daoxuan had already left, looking in his direction, he was heading towards the most important forbidden place in Qingyunmen, "Huanyue Cave". Lin Jingyu hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to go inside the ancestral hall to have a look. He turned around and picked up the broom that was thrown on the ground just now, and walked into the ancestral hall.
He looked around, and saw that everything in the main hall of the ancestral hall was the same as before, and there seemed to be no change. He frowned and walked to the altar and incense table dedicated to the ancestors of the past generations.
In a small bronze censer on the altar, three newly lit sandalwoods were inserted, and they were burning quietly, with a faint sandalwood fragrance.
Suddenly, his eyes focused, but he saw that on the incense table with countless spirit cards, there was a spirit card that was placed too close to the edge of the case, and he frowned. He has been tidying up here these days, and he is very familiar with the position of the spirit cards on the chest, so he quickly discovered that the spirit card seemed to have been passive. If a disciple of the Qingyun sect uses the patriarch's spirit card rashly, the crime is not small...
He shook his head lightly, walked over, picked up the spirit tablet and was about to put it back into the incense table, when suddenly his body shook, and his eyes could no longer be separated from the tablet in his hand.
I saw that the spirit tablet was not written with gold lacquer like the other tablets, because it was originally a blank tablet, but at this moment, on the spirit tablet in Lin Jingyu's hand, there was an extra line of words——
Qingyunmen Wanjianyi Spirit Position!
This line of writing, brilliant red, was actually written with blood!