In the market town of Shaijinchang, snowflakes are falling one after another.

The streets that had been cleared were once again covered in white.

Deep in the vast wind and snow, a delicate figure slowly walked into the town.

He left a clear and straight line of footprints behind him.

It is no longer as close to walking in the snow as it was before, without leaving a trace.

Sun Xiyue was still wearing the goose-yellow clothes, many places had been wet by the wind and snow, and water was still dripping down.

After walking a few dozen meters along the long street, she turned around and entered a restaurant on the roadside.

It was filled with the strong smell of blood, and there were several corpses lying there in different postures.

After looking around, she casually sat down at a clean and tidy table that was not spattered with blood. She slowly closed her eyes and exhaled a breath full of fishy-sweet smell.

Although so many people died, there was still one diner who did not leave the restaurant.

This is a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old.

He had been sitting somewhere in the corner, boiling soybeans in salted water on a plate on the table, and drinking low-quality soju in one sip.

Even though there was a headless corpse lying not far away, he didn't pay any attention to it, as if it was just a dead tree that didn't deserve attention.

It wasn't until Sun Xiyue entered the restaurant and sat down in another place that he took his attention away from the beans and wine for the first time and turned around to look at her.

"Didn't you already leave? How come you came back and ended up in such a miserable state?"

The middle-aged man picked up the plate and wine bottle and sat across from Sun Xiyue.

She smiled, and a little blood quietly spilled from the corners of her lips, "Because the person I wanted to see came, so I went and came back. Then I couldn't go back for some reasons, and it ended up like this."

"There are just two Beihuang Grandmasters. Although one of them has touched the true meaning of Yangji, he should not be your opponent in any case."

The man's hand holding the wine glass stopped in mid-air, and his originally blank eyes slowly focused on Sun Xiyue.

He suddenly frowned slightly, "You were hurt so much because you were facing an enemy directly with the spiritual spirit of Brahma?"

After a moment of silence, the man's eyes became blank again, "Fortunately, this is the Great Zhou Ground, not the Northern Wasteland, otherwise you might not be able to come back from my manor and sit in front of me again."

"Uncle Gui, this body has no cultivation, but he can still see why I was injured?"

Sun Xiyue wiped the blood from her lips and slowly calmed her breathing, "It is indeed a good thing that this place is far away from the Northern Wilderness. Otherwise, if the spiritual power of the Great Brahma comes to heaven again, it is difficult to say whether I can withdraw and retreat."

The man drank the soju in the cup with a smile on his face, "Although I don't have the strength, my vision has not been lost, and there was a storm over the ruins of the manor just now, and it was difficult not to notice it.

It's just that your condition is so bad and you didn't escape far away, aren't you afraid that the two Beihuang Grandmasters will follow your trail and send you directly to hell with the help of Brahma's spiritual will?"

"If I don't talk to Uncle Gui for a few words before I leave, I will definitely have regrets in my heart."

Sun Xiyue got up and went to the counter and came back with a plate of golden ham in her hand, two bowls of steaming rice, and she started to eat slowly.

The man lowered his head and counted the soybeans on the plate one by one. He was silent for a long time before speaking again, "I still want to remind you that although you have not seen or heard, hiding yourself in front of the Beihuang Grandmaster who is blessed by Brahma's spiritual will is not an excuse.

A simple thing.

Perhaps they have already broken through the fog and figured out your true identity."

Sun Xiyue knew about his misunderstanding, but did not point it out. She just followed his words, "Martial arts masters are transformed into gods and humans. Even without the blessing of Brahma's spiritual power, it is not easy to hide it from them.

But he was most deeply influenced by me, and it’s not that simple to break the barriers of knowledge and vision.”

Speaking of this, she smiled slightly, "Uncle Wei is both in the Northern Wilderness and the Great Zhou Dynasty. He plays multiple roles. He is able to use the mysterious silk threads to such a depth. It really amazes me. So even if he takes the risk, he can

I want to see you again."

"Of course I can't do it alone. I relied on the help of the Qinglian Sect's place of rebirth to achieve this level."

He lowered his eyes and stared at the few boiled soybeans left in front of him. He picked up one and put it into his mouth, savoring the fresh and salty taste.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed, "I actually envy you. At least compared to me, you are more free and carefree. You are not like me who is under heavy constraints. If you are not careful, you will be in danger."

"For example, there was a problem in the secret room under the manor this time. It was because I caught the attention of Dafan Shengtian in Beihuang. I was forced to expose a survival card in advance and attracted you one by one."

Sun Xiyue shook her head, "I can only say that each has its own difficulties. Without the experience of putting myself in their shoes, it's hard to say whose choice is better."

"Besides, Cunning Rabbit has three burrows. I don't believe that Uncle Cunning has not made preparations anywhere else besides this manor.

What's more, the Imperial Sect annihilated the Qizhou Demon Cult more than 20 years ago, and the manor was also one of the key areas to be searched. As a result, you now say that the trump card for survival is hidden in it. I don't know whether you think this junior is too stupid, or whether Uncle Gui is just thinking about it.

Too naive."

The man picked up the plate and put the last few soybeans and the soup into his mouth, "I didn't know at the time that the imperial sect would react so quickly, and they didn't have time to move beforehand.

As for other preparations, of course there are some, but the card list that was originally few in number suddenly loses one card, which is ultimately a heartbreaking and huge loss."

"That's understandable."

Sun Xiyue nodded and slowly stood up from the table, "I'm leaving. If Uncle Gu doesn't want this exposed trump card to be wasted, it's best to leave this market town quickly."

"I can't leave. What's underneath the manor is the basis of my existence here. There's no way I can get too far away."

He sighed secretly and asked as if unintentionally, "Where is Sun Daozi going next?"

Sun Xiyue was silent for a moment, "I originally planned to go to Beihuang to visit Senior Luo, and by the way, I could also meet Uncle Wei's main body.

But now that I have suffered severe injuries and have been targeted by the divine spirit of Brahma, I am afraid that I will not be able to make the trip for a while."

As she spoke, she slowly walked towards the door, "If you can't go to the Northern Wasteland, you can only do the next best thing and turn towards Mozhou to take a look at the disciples of the sect who are united in cultivating together on Dingxuan Mountain.

Are you also in contact with Uncle Gui?

Maybe when I forget the attention of Da Brahma Shengtian, and it also forgets to no longer pay attention to me, I can set off to the Northern Wilderness again, sit down with the leader of Dingxuanluo, talk about Taoism, and have a good time over wine."

He took the last sip of the drink and tipped the cup upside down on the table, with an inexplicable smile on his face, "Then please Sun Daozi and say hello to myself."

Sun Xiyue stopped by the door and looked back, "I am suddenly curious, what kind of feelings and views does Uncle Gui have towards other selves?"

"This feeling is very complicated, and it is difficult to describe it accurately. If I insist on describing it, it is like seeds with the same root and origin..."

As he was speaking, his voice suddenly became erratic and lowered little by little.

After taking a few breaths, the man suddenly raised his head, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes crazy.

He coughed up blood without warning and continued with difficulty, "I always thought that I was Gui Shufang, but in fact, the real Gui Shufang died more than 20 years ago. We are just people who can't recognize him."

Just a bastard of myself.”

Sun Xiyue's pupils shrank slightly, reflecting the man's face that had become distorted without any warning.

At the same time, she could even faintly feel that there seemed to be more widespread changes that were manifesting themselves in the entire gold tanning market town.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "You suddenly said such words. Could it be that something happened again?"

"Under the manor, the blood lotus left by Gui Shufang..."

At this moment, the man suddenly became insane and fell into madness.

However, he still forced himself to support himself and said the last sentence, "That blood lotus suddenly disappeared."

After the words fell, blood surged from the man's seven orifices, and he lost all life breath in an instant.

Sun Xiyue's eyes flashed with light, the tip of her nose twitched slightly, and she smelled the deathly aura that enveloped the entire market town at this moment.

In just a few short breaths, there may have been no survivors in the gold tanning field.

Just like the man in the restaurant, he was bleeding to death from all his orifices, and he could not die anymore.

However, Sun Xiyue was a little confused.

Because just two days ago, she had just entered the underground of Guishu's former residence and saw the blood lotus with her own eyes.

Although it is only a broken object, its strength is comparable to the stone tablet on Taixuan Mountain. It is extremely difficult to be destroyed again, so how could it suddenly disappear without a trace?

At this moment, Sun Xiyue's heart moved again.

She slowly turned around and looked towards where the ruins of the manor were.

Storms arose again there, and the spiritual power of Brahma's rebirth in heaven that had dissipated came again.

Moreover, it also carried a cold and violent aura, which suddenly pressed downwards.

"This feeling is completely different from the Brahma spiritual feeling that had a bit of exploration just now."

"The only ones left in the manor at this time are Wei Daozi, and at most the tour director Liu Shaoqing. Could it be that the two of them destroyed the blood lotus, and then triggered the coming of Brahma's spiritual power again?"

Sun Xiyue stopped at the door of the restaurant, looking deeply into the sky in the distance, as if she had turned into a statue of a lady.

I don’t know how long it will take.

Maybe it's just a short moment.

She suddenly lowered her eyes and raised a faint smile at the corner of her lips, "It's interesting that Dafan Shengtian can actually convey the message spiritually, and wants me to go back and kill people to find the blood lotus.

But it doesn’t even have autonomous consciousness, so what kind of thing is it that can order me to do things?”

After saying this, Sun Xiyue immediately turned around and left.

With her current physical condition, she definitely doesn't want to face Brahma's spiritual will again. Of course, she should stay as far away as possible.

Manor ruins, underground space.

Wei Tao closed his eyes, with a happy smile on his face.
To be continued...