At dawn in the mountains, it was just dawn. Zhang Lan, who had been busy all night, was standing on the hillside with Xuanyu, talking with each other.

The little witch seemed to be acting coquettishly, and Zhang Lan was comforting her.

He also stretched out his fingers and pressed her forehead that was still a little painful. The two of them did not hide their love, just like those young people who had made their lives privately.

He sprinkled dog food early in the morning, making Xiao Tie, who was standing not far away, feel like a light bulb.

The sturdy young man sat cross-legged on the hillside.

He took off the Prajna ghost face on his face, faced the morning wind, and regulating the battle aura of the vast sea in his breathing. The Juque Sword was inserted beside him, and the wave-breaking beast closed its wings and stood on the hilt of the Juque Sword.

It's like protecting the master.

At the end of Xiao Tie's sight, there was a black dot in the sky moving away, which was a beast flying from the holy volcano of the Western Regions.

It brought a letter from Shiyin, and the loyal eagle did not stay for a quarter of an hour.

Just after eating some sweet insects and drinking some water, I spread my wings again and took Xiao Tie's reply to the extreme west.

Thousands of miles apart, wild geese pass on letters.

In this case, the content of the letter is no longer important.

Young people walking on the ascetic road can feel the spikes in the Tiangang armor when they move, leaving a mark of pain on their bodies, but the next moment they will be smoothed by the scorching holy fire.

Under the morning sunlight, Xiao Tie lowered his head and read the letter in his hand carefully. Word by word, it was like a gentle voice of poetry, talking to him.

The heart is full of warmth.

Well, he is actually showing off his food.

It's just a little special.

"It's all changed."

At the highest point of the hillside, Young Master Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran stood together. The good friends were looking at the ruins of the mountains in the distance.

The morning light shone on the side of the mountain that had completely changed its appearance.

The originally inconspicuous and not steep mountain peaks will look like a change of the world after a night.

One-fifth of the top of the mountain was completely sharpened and turned into a wide platform.

On the platform of rugged rocks, there were long swords made of rocks, densely packed, like a sword forest.

On the steeper side mountain, there are sword bones growing horizontally. When they break into the mountain, they are like stone steps climbing upwards, and the entire mountain breaks from the center.

The sunlight shines directly on the inside of the mountain along the riddled mountain walls.

I think it was a stone house that was lifted off the roof, the rocks were broken, and it was shaped into a strange appearance that could never be naturally formed in nature.

Some trees that were uprooted were swept over by a level 10 wind, brought into the sky, and fell down again. At this time, they completely changed like entangled vines and were hung into it, looking extremely miserable.

Some mountain people also took care of some affairs at the foot of the mountain and moved the bodies and buried them.

These mountain people are actually very simple, but because of their simplicity, they do not allow these outsiders to act against their side in their mountains. They dug some simple graves for these corpses, without tombstones or other things.

This is the last place for these victims.

"This is just a casual blow from the Immortal Lord, using the inconspicuous Five Elements Spell."

Hua Qing shook the folding fan on his palm. He was still wearing a white bandage around his neck, and his face was not as casual as he could only worry, he said:

"I suddenly felt that the job we were doing was very promising.

I don’t know if I’m still going to withdraw now?”

Liu Zhuoran held a sword in his arms, and like a mountain ghost, he found a broken sword scabbard that he had casually accommodated the "rebirth" Qianbian Lingxu.

He still looked like he was disheveled, letting the wind blow his long scattered hair.

"Then you go and talk to Shen Qiu."

He also looked at the twisted mountain in front of him, and said to the people around him:

"See if he will agree to you quit?"

"he?"

Hua Qing curled her lips, closed the folding fan, plucked her hair, stretched her body, and replied:

"Holding the sword jade in your hand, he is my natural enemy.

Forget it, I was afraid that before I finished speaking, he would condemn my soul and 'persuad' me, why bother to ask for trouble?

However, Wu Jian, you beat Chong and the old Taoist hard enough last night. I don’t think that the injury has been recovering for a year or two.

I think that old Taoist is good, do you hate him so much?"

"Not annoying."

Liu Zhuoran, who had a calm face, had a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. He glanced at Qianbian Lingxu in his hand and whispered:

"I didn't plan to harm that good old man either. But Ling Xujian seemed to be in a bad mood. Qian Ren was unsheathed for the first time last night and didn't stop for a while."

"All right."

Hua Qing glanced at Ling Xu Jian in Liu Zhuoran's arms. He shook his head, stopped talking about this topic, and asked again:

"Where are you going next?"

"Ningbo."

Liu Zhuoran sighed, closed his eyes and felt the morning wind, he said:

"Go to the place where Master was born and set up a tomb for him.

Then, go to Suzhou to find Shen Lan. Shen Qiu asked me to walk in Jiangnan to spy on the whereabouts of the Penglai dog thieves, and stop those 'adventures' like blowouts."

"What about your master's body?"

Hua Qing whispered;

"I heard from Zhang Lan that they are going to send your master's body to Qingyang Mountain in Guangxi and hand it over to Qingyang Demon Lord to make a puppet man. Don't you stop it?"

“No need to stop it.”

Liu Zhuoran touched the sword in his arms, and grabbed the wine gourd at his waist. The one he had been broken in the chaos last night. Shen Qiu gave him a new, red wine gourd.

He likes it very much.

He poured wine into his mouth, touched his mouth, threw the wine gourd to Huaqing, and said:

“This is the Master’s last wish.

He said that he helped the evildoer in Penglai, and if he could help him after his death, the remains would be used. Since it was the master's intention, he should not violate it as a disciple.

And you?

This defeated an immortal king, which is also a great thing for you. What are you going to do next?"

"I."

Hua Qing took a sip of wine, squinted her eyes as before, and said with a smile:

"I want to go back to Kunlun, take out the things left there, strengthen my martial arts, and then go to Tao Zhushan and meet with Shen Qiu and the others.

Judging from their meaning, there seems to be a lineage of immortal cultivators in the Tao Zhushan area of ​​Shaoxing.

In the next few years, there will be the base camp for our operations.

It just happened to be not far from Suzhou. If I get free, I will go to see you and give you and Lan'er a gift to tie the knot."

"good."

Liu Zhuoran nodded and said to Hua Qing:

"I'll be waiting for you in Suzhou."

"Don't be anxious first."

Hua Qing grabbed Liu Zhuoran who turned around and was about to leave and whispered:

"Before leaving, go find Shen Qiu, and that guy has created some interesting things. You can try it, which can help you master the use of Qianbian Lingxu at the fastest speed.

After your sword is broken, it is no longer gentle in the fairy sword, and it becomes as fierce as a demon sword. If you don’t polish it well, it will be unfavorable to your sword path.”

Liu Zhuoran was a little confused.

With Lingxu's current state, if you want to quickly master Qianbian, there is no better way except for consecutive battles. Could it be that Chen Qiu is going to play in person and compete with him?

But looking at Hua Qing’s mysterious smile shouldn’t be so simple.

With this question, Liu Zhuoran flew across the mountains and forests. After more than ten days, he arrived at the stone cave where everyone rested. The mountain people who protected him had already returned home.

Instead, the elite Heluo Gang were replaced.

These diehards scattered around the forest, not allowing anyone to get close to this hidden forest.

Outside the cave, Yaoqin, Qingqing and Yelu Wan were preparing meals for everyone with the help of Zhang Xiaohu and Yi Sheng, but Li Yijian, the deputy leader of the Heluo Gang, was not here.

Liu Zhuoran walked a few steps into the cave and heard Chen Qiu talking to Li Yijian.

"Brother, isn't it? You want to get your soul-killing."
To be continued...