Xi Qingheng sighed: "Since fellow Taoist Bai has no good plan, it seems that living in the Ziwei world is a foregone conclusion."
The white-faced swordsman hesitated for a moment, then finally said: "Actually, I do have a way to leave this place. But with this method, I can only take one person with me, except myself."
When Xi Qingheng heard this, he twitched his eyelashes and glanced at Gui Wujiu.
Gui Wujiu turned a deaf ear and stared outside the Four Spirit Cloud Tower.
Just when Xi Qingheng couldn't help but speak, Gui Wujiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed: "The corpses are sacrificed on the second and third floors. Fellow Taoist Bai may wish to take a look."
The white-faced swordsman was startled when he heard the words, and then he looked attentively, but found nothing wrong. He asked suspiciously: "What do you think, fellow Taoist Gui?"
At this time, during Pei Hongping's ritual, the refining power had reached the eight corpses on the third floor. All the corpses on the first and second floors were turned into gold. After the corpses, the words on the stele also returned to their original color.
Gui Wujiu's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he solemnly said: "First, among the tens of thousands of corpses on the second floor, there are still quite a few whose elixir power has not been fully absorbed."
Previously, as the corpses turned golden one by one, but the elixir power had not been absorbed completely, Gui Wujiu originally thought it was because the time had not come yet. At this time, all the ten thousand monuments cut off their induction, and he finally knew that something was wrong.
The white-faced swordsman was puzzled by Gui Wujiu's solemnity and said disapprovingly: "This is the original ritual of the Chengyuan Vast Dharma Realm. How can the power of ten thousand cultivators be absorbed in one breath?"
"After the Luoquan Sect was established, the sect must have one more supreme secret technique. Now it seems that it is the secret technique that Pei Hongping has secretly used to achieve the limit of spiritual form. As for the rituals of the vast Dharma Realm, naturally everything is as before.
Variety."
Gui Wujiu was surprised and said: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Bai also knows so much about the fundamental secrets of the Demon Sect."
The white-faced swordsman said dullly: "It's not just the Demon Sect. Except for the True Form Diagram of the True Form of Channeling and Manifestation of your Yue Heng Sect, our sect is also familiar with nine out of ten other sects. The other eight major sects' true texts are roughly the same."
Looking at Gui Wujiu's surprised eyes, the white-faced swordsman added: "The seniors in your sect naturally know that what I said is true regarding the two sects. Although our sect has little contact with the nine major sects, our relationship is not shallow."
Gui Wujiu's mind changed. The white-faced swordsman never mentioned his sect origin, and he didn't have to ask. He would naturally know when he met the powerful men in the sect in the future. Now it was better to deal with the matter in front of him.
Confirming the characteristics of the ritual ceremony in the vast Dharma Realm, Gui Wujiu has a good strategy in mind to defeat the enemy!
He immediately said without hesitation: "Please also ask Fellow Daoist Bai to take Fellow Daoist Xi away from here. Gui has a chance of winning."
Xi Qingheng was surprised and happy when she heard this. She was afraid that she would be blameless and abandoned herself in the secret realm, leaving with the white-faced swordsman. After all, the two parties were not on the same level!
Although the white-faced swordsman was surprised, he didn't ask too many questions. He knew in his heart that the article in this article was probably closely related to the fact that all the corpses just discovered could not be absorbed.
What's more, Gui Wujiu has the ultimate trump card to defeat the enemy. Even if the strategy is wrong, he will not lose his life. At most, he will live in the depths of the Ziwei world.
With a nod, the white-faced swordsman pulled out his long sword, the blade of which was clear and flowing. At the same time, he pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, slapped it with his backhand, and the talisman stuck into the sword body, never to be seen again.
Gui Wujiu thought for a while, then took out two pieces of Nine Yun's Essence and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai, please accept them."
The reason why he took out two at a time was because Gui Wujiu had observed the swordsmanship of the white-faced swordsman. His swordsmanship coincided with the three talents. Based on the natal magic weapon, he must have one and two.
The white-faced swordsman looked surprised and was about to ask. Gui Wujiu said calmly: "Nine pieces of the essence of Jiuyun have been put into my hand. The combination of the nine Yunnan can create a treasure. I am lucky enough to succeed and get the fish forgetting the trap. Jiuyun
The value of the essence is not as high as expected for Gui."
The white-faced swordsman then smiled to himself and said: "Fellow Daoist Gui, as the first true successor of the Yue Heng Sect, is equivalent to the Sixth Level True Treasure, so naturally he doesn't take it seriously." There was actually a bit of bleakness in his words.
At the same time, his hand movements were not slow at all, and he took the two Nine Yun Essences neatly.
After hiding this precious thing, the white-faced swordsman continued: "Seventy-one years later, do you still believe in the promise of the Ruyi Sect? If my fellow Taoists need it, I can still get a free line."
Although the white-faced swordsman was not hypocritical, his mind was very clear. The time and place that Gui Wujiu had originally agreed on was really unreasonable. However, he had the ability to recognize people and firmly believed that Gui Wujiu had no ill intentions. Thinking this way, it was probably
When the storm hits, take advantage of the situation.
Gui Wujiu smiled tacitly and did not refuse. He said bluntly: "Then please."
At this time, Xi Qingheng suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist Gui, can you give me the essence of the Nine Yun?"
The thought of Gui Wujiu quickly flashed through his mind. Xi Qingheng was a careful and astute person, and he was by no means ignorant of advancement and retreat. Seeing that he and the White-faced Swordsman had two Nine Yun Essences, he also pursued one.
Without hesitation, he also took out a piece of Jiuyun's essence and handed it to Xi Qingheng.
Xi Qingheng was even more grateful when she saw Gui Wujiu without asking the reason. However, she was worried that Gui Wujiu might misunderstand him, so she quickly explained the reason.
It turned out that according to the previous discussion between Gui Wujiu and Xi Qingheng, once Xi Qingheng came out of the valley, the two met near the Ruyi Gate. Then they took some common external objects from the Ruyi Gate and asked her to secretly take charge of the Hengyue Sect, thinking that Gui Wujiu was in charge of the Hengyue Sect.
Rongzhou's eyes and ears support.
But now it is clear that the situation has changed.
Wei Zhengming, Meng Taiyu and seven or eight others who were previously thought to have left this place were all destroyed in the gate of life and death, and no one slipped through the net. As a result, the news that Xi Qingheng was associated with "Wen Jinyuan" was completely cut off.
Gui Wujiu muttered: "What Fellow Daoist Xi means is to return to Zhongqu Island. Give this Nine Yun Essence to the sect and gain the sect's trust. Continue to guard Zhongqu Island, and the identity of Yu Xuan's true successor will be more valuable."
high."
Xi Qingheng quickly said yes.
Gui Wujiu nodded and said: "Friend Xi's plan is very good. You can act with confidence, there will be no future trouble here."
He deduced the cause and effect, and sure enough, all traces of his attack were completely erased at the ninth level. The four members of Yu Xuanzong were destroyed at the hands of the four cultivators of the Xingyue Sect. The outcome of "Wen Jinyuan" and the white-faced swordsman was unknown, and Meng Taiyu lost to
In Jiao Shen's diagram, Xi Qingheng defeated Wei Zhengming and captured a piece of Jiu Yun's essence.
In this way, apart from the several first-level monks on Yu Xuanzong's side who left the secret realm early and luckily left the right door, only Xi Qingheng survived to the end, which is reasonable and reasonable.
As for the previous losses of Ji Wencong and others, there are the testimonies of those first-level monks. Everything is in harmony, and Yue Yaofeng's decision-making has nothing to do with others.
Xi Qingheng's great achievement must have given him a deeper status in Yu Xuanzong.
But there is also a key point in this. If he is not to blame and fails to kill Pei Hongping, Xi Qingheng will return to the sect and fall into a trap.
Xi Qingheng proposed this strategy to show his absolute confidence in blame-free.
At this time, the long sword of the white-faced swordsman and the inexplicable talisman melted into one. He shook his wrist lightly and drew two circles on the ground that were less than a foot wide. The circles seemed ordinary, but there was a hidden force in them.
There is a strange feeling, as if this sealed Yulan secret space suddenly has a passage connecting to the outside world.
When the white-faced swordsman used his skills, his face changed from white to green, and then from green to white again, three times.
The white-faced swordsman stood with his feet in the center of the two circles and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist Xi, please hold me tight."
Xi Qingheng was lost in thought for a moment, then nodded. He quickly walked to the white-faced swordsman and hugged him, hugging him tightly with his arms and clamping his legs. However, her face looked calm, as if nothing had happened, but there was a hint of laughter under her ears.
Blushing.
Gui Wujiu was astonished. He never thought that the white-faced swordsman could carve a formation with his sword and teleport out of the secret realm.
He and the white-faced swordsman actually had a somewhat tacit understanding from the first time they fought to the time they met again at the gate of life and death. But when they were saying goodbye, there was no need to say much else. They only said: "Between you and me, the real duel is still there.
Four hundred and seventy years later. Before then, I hope we will always be friends and not enemies."
The white-faced swordsman's eyes seemed to dim slightly, and he said calmly: "Your opponent is probably Senior Brother Feng, not me."
Gui Wujiu smiled and said, "Who knows until the last moment? Brother Bai, take care."
When the white-faced swordsman heard this, his eyes flashed with brilliance.
At this moment, in the circle where the two of them were standing, a five-color light surged up, instantly engulfing the white-faced swordsman and Xi Qingheng.
The moment the white-faced swordsman was about to leave, he said, "My surname is Ai, not Bai." His voice was still faint, and there was no trace of his figure.
Take the blame away from you and clear up your mood.
The white-faced swordsman can take Xi Qingheng away with him, which is exactly what he wants. Otherwise, his methods are really shocking!
With a backhand move, a green pearl suddenly appeared in the palm of my hand. The clear light seemed to convey a sense of aloofness and pride beyond the world.