Western Shu, Zheyun Mountain Range, Yangtian Peak.
The palace made of black giant stones still stands so calmly on Yangtian Peak. From a distance, it only blends in harmony with the withered trees around the burnt land. However, once you get a little closer, you will feel it
The palace is extremely magnificent and majestic, with the brilliant black stone polished to crystal clear, just like black jade.
Although the dark cloud above the Zheyun Mountains was broken, the rice pearls also shine.
The Zheyun Mountains are still so dark, and it seems that there is no difference between day and midnight.
The dark palace was always radiating light. Although it was not clear, it allowed everyone coming and going around to see the layout of the palace clearly.
Although there are no lights in the hall, the layout can be seen clearly. The hall is empty, and ordinary people feel cold when they see it.
The figure sitting in the darkness seemed to have never left the seat. He was tall and majestic, and he still liked to close his eyes. At this dark edge, there was no difference between opening eyes and closing eyes. He was wide and black
The robe was covered with it, and the mysterious face under the black robe could not be seen.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked towards him, and the hall suddenly came. The footsteps were not loud, but in such a quiet palace, it was like a roaring gong and drum.
The loudness.
The man in black robe, the leader of the Demon God Sect, opened his long-lost eyes slightly, and then a sound spread in the quiet palace. The sound was not heavy, but wherever it was, the sound was actually very small.
constant.
"You are back..." The tone contained the majesty of the Demon God Sect's sect leader, the scrutiny of the strict father in the mortal world treating his son, and a hint of pride.
"Yes." The figure who came stopped five feet before the man in the black robe, then half-kneeled to salute the man in the black robe, and whispered: "I've seen Master."
"Yes." The man in black robe didn't seem to care about these etiquettes, so he closed his eyes here.
A faint light radiated around him. Although I couldn't see clearly, I could see that the man coming was Mo Xing.
A pair of masters and disciples do not have much words, and the master does not have much pity for his disciples, and the disciples do not have much respect for his masters.
"Tell me." The man in black robe frowned slightly. He really didn't like his disciples so much.
"This time I went to Qishouling, Jiangnan, but my disciples did not get the mature elixir." Mo Xing said lightly, his expression did not change much.
"Yes." The man in black robe did not give him this task, so he just replied in a routine manner, and then continued to wait for Mo Xing's answer.
"At the same time, I saw some people." Mo Xing pondered for a moment, then continued: "Other people are not worth mentioning..."
"Who..." the man in black robe asked lightly, but his voice unconsciously increased.
"Shui Shengzi Leng Xiaoran." Mo Xing shut up after he said that, and the man in black robe was not talking anymore. There was no sound around him, and the silence he had returned to the previous silence again.
After a while, Mo Xing said, "He is very powerful."
"Yeah." The black shadow nodded, but his whole body felt a vague feeling, as if a gust of wind would blow away the black robe, but there was no one in it.
The surroundings were silent again, as if the atmosphere of the Demon God Sect was so dark and quiet, as lifeless as a coffin buried under the ground.
"I understand..." The man in black robe then let out a sigh, as if he had understood the causes and consequences, and then said, "The Sect Master of the Demon King Sect sends you over...go...",[
"Yes..." The conversation between the two seemed to always be that kind of feeling that they were in a close relationship, and they wanted to say neither.
...
Descend the Ground Valley.
The Ford Valley is also in the Zheyun Mountains, and is also a place where few people are among the sparsely populated mountains.
There was once said: The demon god leaned to the sky, the demon king leaned to the ground. He leaned to the sky and the earth, and all worlds surrendered.
Looking up to the sky is naturally the peak of the sky, even if you look down to the ground, it is natural that the Demon King Sect of the Second Demon Dao Sect lives in.
Perhaps, the Wudi Valley of the Demon King Sect is a strange place in the Zheyun Mountains. Even the place where the Zheyun Mountains are now full of red light is also scorched earth. However, the Wudi Valley has red flowers and green grass, although it cannot be said that the birds are singing and fragrance of flowers.
, but it is also a scenic spot in the Zheyun Mountains.
The spring water hidden in the Zheyun Mountains actually tinkles in the valley on the ground. There are several tall trees outside the spring. Although the trees are tall, they are not lush. You can clearly see the fork from a distance.
The branches are here.
The valley of Fengdi is not big, but is very small for Yangtian Peak. It is just a small valley, a small valley full of the aura of the world.
There are fewer self-cultivators in the Demon King Sect than those in the Demon God Sect, but the Demon God Sect is too empty, so it looks extremely deserted.
In the valley of Fengdi, there are a group of young men in white clothes practicing the supreme magic of the devil.
One of them was Yan Haoyu with a righteous face. At this time, he was smiling and teaching his brothers to practice.
"Haoyu comes here..." However, when Yan Haoyu was about to chat, a sound that shook the entire valley reached his ears. Yan Haoyu's whole body condensed slightly, and then he whispered to his brothers: "I'll first
Leaving..." Although it was like a white lightning flash disappeared.
Compared with Yangtian Peak, the Demon God Sect Palace is like sunny and storm. Compared with the Demon King Sect Palace, the two are also one heaven and one earth. The two are compared.
However, the palace in the fairyland of the Zheyun Mountains is only made of rocks and rotten wood around it. The ordinary building looks quiet and quiet, but it is comparable to the name and method of the Demon King Sect. Perhaps it has lost the Demon King Sect.
The sect has a reputation.
Although it can't be said to be simple, it's still shabby.
Yan Haoyu, dressed in snow-white clothes, walked into the three-story building and said respectfully: "What's the matter with Master calling me?"
Although the surrounding buildings are ordinary, this three-story building is extremely extraordinary. It is made of high-quality mahogany, carved railings and jade, intrigue and surrounded by intrigue.
There is a table and three chairs on the third floor, and there are all four treasures in the study.
The man with the same eight-color figure sitting on the Grand Master's chair smiled with his back to Yan Haoyu, wondering what he was laughing at?
Yan Haoyu looked at the back of the man in front of him with a little confusion, "Master?"
The master is the sect leader of the Demon King Sect, that is, the man who came to the back balcony of the palace on Yangtian Peak that day. This man was wearing a white robe, which was exactly the opposite of the sect leader of the Demon God Sect. Moreover, the white robe was relatively extremely worn.
The richness is like the Middle-earth literati and scholars.[
"Do you know what happened on the Zheyun Mountains?" Laughing kept coming from the mouth of the Demon King Sect leader.
"The disciple already knows it, but he still doesn't know why the master laughs." Yan Haoyu asked.
The man in white robe then laughed, "There are indeed not many things in this world that can make me laugh, but only the tomb of the King of Han really makes me want to laugh."
Yan Haoyu frowned slightly, puzzled by Master's abnormal behavior.
"You should know what my name is?" The man in white robe suddenly asked, and Yan Haoyu was stunned, "Uh... I know."
Yan Haoyu didn't say it, but the man in white robe shouted loudly: "Call it out"
"...Xing Qiu..." Yan Haoyu's expression was already confused, and he seemed crazy when he looked at his master.
"Born for hatred, hatred for punishment..." Xing Qiu turned around and looked at Yan Haoyu.
Yan Haoyu saw the true face of his master for the first time. He stared at him with his eyes wide open, as if he was afraid that he would miss such an opportunity.
Xing Qiu is not handsome, but very chic. Maybe this is fake, but since ancient times, talented men are worthy of beautiful women, and Xing Qiu's long hair hangs down on the left side of his forehead and hangs to his chest.
Unfortunately, the only shortcoming is that a strand of white hair appeared on the right side of Xing Qiu's head, from the base of the head to the bun, which looked much older.
Xing Qiu's eyes were very complicated. Yan Haoyu could see that Xing Qiu's life was also ups and downs. "It won't take long to stay in this barren land..."
Today, Yan Haoyu saw that his master was quite strange, so he was a little restrained.
At this time, a familiar voice came from the outside, "Mo Xing came to see Sect Master Xing Qiu." The cold voice was like eternal ice.
"Come in." Xing Qiu calmed down his emotions, then sat on the Grand Master's chair, and watched Mo Xing come in with a smile.
Even Yan Haoyu saw the true face of his master for the first time, so Mo Xing was naturally the same. He was just a little stunned and then returned to his original state.
"You two are calm enough. You two are the most outstanding disciples of our Second Demonic Sect." Cheng sighed, "I won't say much nonsense. I'll call you here for the tomb of the Han King in Quyou Maple Leaf Forest.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, the broken tripod actually condensed enough power again."
Mo Xing and the others didn't know about Quyou Maple Leaf Forest, so Xing Qiu said a few simple words and then said: "Since he is in the Zheyun Mountains, it's ours, this time it's necessary.
Obtain the Han King's Ding."
"The three of us?" Yan Haoyu thought for a moment, then asked.
"That's right, what's wrong?" Xing Qiu looked at Yan Haoyu, which made Yan Haoyu feel panicked, and then he remembered the crazy appearance of Xing Qiu before.
"I think this is not a trivial matter. There are definitely many people who cultivate themselves wherever they go. I'm afraid the three of us are not enough." Yan Haoyu also expressed his doubts.
Xing Qiu nodded and smiled, "You are really careful, but you have to know that the Zheyun Mountains are our territory. Can't we do anything above our territory?"
Mo Xing said coldly: "Train?"
"Um……"
After chatting for an hour, the three of them set off. One black, two white and three figures flashed in the charred land like a flash of lightning. On the chair, Mo Xing smiled and watched Mo Xing come in.
Even Yan Haoyu saw the true face of his master for the first time, so Mo Xing was naturally the same. He was just a little stunned and then returned to his original state.
"You two are calm enough. You two are the most outstanding disciples of our Second Demonic Sect." Cheng sighed, "I won't say much nonsense. I'll call you here for the tomb of the Han King in Quyou Maple Leaf Forest.
Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, the broken tripod actually condensed enough power again."
Mo Xing and the others didn't know about Quyou Maple Leaf Forest, so Xing Qiu said a few simple words and then said: "Since he is in the Zheyun Mountains, it's ours, this time it's necessary.
Obtain the Han King's Ding."
"The three of us?" Yan Haoyu thought for a moment, then asked.
"That's right, what's wrong?" Xing Qiu looked at Yan Haoyu, which made Yan Haoyu feel panicked, and then he remembered the crazy appearance of Xing Qiu before.
"I think this is not a trivial matter. There are definitely many people who cultivate themselves wherever they go. I'm afraid the three of us are not enough." Yan Haoyu also expressed his doubts.
Xing Qiu nodded and smiled, "You are really careful, but you have to know that the Zheyun Mountains are our territory. Can't we do anything above our territory?"
Mo Xing said coldly: "Train?"
"Um……"
After chatting for an hour, the three of them set off. One black, two white and three figures flashed in the charred land like a flash of lightning.