Cardinal Valley is a valley covered with maple trees. It is autumn, and the long and narrow valley is ablaze with red and extremely beautiful.
In the middle of the valley, there is a small and quiet courtyard.
A middle-aged man wearing a white-blue robe, with long flowing hair and some curly hair on his forehead, was quietly reading a book under the maple tree in the small courtyard.
He looked at it so seriously that he didn't even notice a maple leaf falling on him.
Li Qingyun's figure appeared behind this person, looking at him curiously.
According to the mission he received in the primary mission hall, this person was exactly the traitor of the Suzaku Holy Sect he was looking for, Wang Yuanhe.
But he was a little surprised, because according to the records of the mission file, this Wang Yuanhe was an outer sect member of the Suzaku Holy Sect, cultivated as Nascent Soul, and left the sect three hundred years ago to practice in the Red Bird Valley.
But this person seems gentle and gentle, but in fact he is violent. There are countless fiery red maple trees planted in the Red Bird Valley, each one has tangled roots and grows extremely vigorously.
In fact, they were all sacrificed by the human lives that this person randomly plundered from the small country near Cardinal Valley.
For three hundred years, every time he killed someone, he would place the body in Cardinal Valley and plant a maple tree on it.
Nowadays, the Red Bird Valley is filled with red.
What surprised Li Qingyun was not this. He had traveled around the world for many years and had seen countless murderous demons. However, there were very few people like Wang Yuanhe, who had countless lives in his hands, yet could be so gentle and elegant.
At the very least, it is rare among low-level monks.
Moreover, the reality of this virtual world also surprised him.
This world was restored based on the original Suzaku Holy Sect. He did not expect that a small figure like Wang Yuanhe would be so lifelike in front of him that he could not feel the slightest sense of illusion.
The sigh lasted for three breaths.
Li Qingyun gently stretched out his palm and placed it behind Wang Yuanhe's back.
Wang Yuanhe seemed to realize something, and his body stiffened slightly, but his hand did not stop and he turned another page of the book.
Buzz——
With a buzzing sound, Wang Yuanhe's body disappeared into the courtyard.
Finish.
Li Qingyun bent down to pick up the book left by Wang Yuanhe and prepared to leave.
But right now.
Suddenly there was an extremely weak light from the horizon.
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows and looked over.
He was surprised because he hadn't seen such a weak escape light for a long time.
There should be a golden elixir cultivator in the escaping light. At this time, he was rushing in his direction. Although he had tried his best, in Li Qingyun's opinion, the speed was still very slow.
After more than thirty breaths, the escaping light landed at the door of the courtyard, and an embarrassed figure rushed out from it, staggering towards Li Qingyun, and without saying a word, he knelt down and worshiped.
"Senior, please bow to Cui Hu!"
His head was knocked firmly to the ground.
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows, lifted Cui Hu slightly, and asked: "Why do you worship me?"
For some reason, he should have rushed to the primary mission hall to receive the mission, but when he saw Cui Hu, he actually became a little curious.
This Cui Hu wore a square scarf and was dressed like a scholar. He should have been elegant and elegant, but at this time, after stumbling and running all the way, he was already gray and miserable.
"Thank you, senior, for helping me avenge my great revenge!" Although he was held up by Li Qingyun's spiritual power, Cui Hu still held his hands tightly and said seriously to Li Qingyun.
"Oh, you have a grudge against this Wang Yuanhe. Now that I have killed this Wang Yuanhe and you are thanking me in your heart, then you are thanking the wrong person. I came here after receiving a mission from the Suzaku Holy Sect, not to avenge you." Li Qingyun said calmly.
road.
"I know." Unexpectedly, Cui Hu replied very solemnly.
"You know?" Li Qingyun was a little surprised.
"Exactly!" Cui Hu said seriously: "Because it was I who conveyed Wang Yuanhe's evil deeds to the Zhuque Holy Sect, and then the Zhuque Holy Sect recognized Wang Yuanhe as a traitor and issued a mission within the Holy Sect to kill this man.
Wang Yuanhe."
"Oh?" Li Qingyun was even more surprised when he heard this, and he became very interested in Cui Hu. He raised his lips and said, "Please tell me your story."
"yes!"
Cui Hu was put down by Li Qingyun, and he moved his body and saluted: "My junior name is Cui Hu. I am from a small country called Zhao three hundred miles away from Hongque Valley. I lost my parents when I was thirteen years old.
After that, he was fostered in the home of a distant relative, who opened a restaurant. The younger generation apprenticed in the restaurant while studying the books of sages, hoping to gain fame and get ahead."
Having said this, Cui Hu raised his head and glanced at Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "Continue talking."
Although Cui Hu didn't get to the point, he didn't deliberately act miserable, so it wasn't annoying.
"But on the day when I was twenty years old, I accidentally discovered the secret of the death of my parents. I found letters left by my parents in my ancestral house. It turned out that my parents were cultivators. When I was born, my spiritual veins were really weak.
, is not suitable for cultivating immortals, so he has never told me about the world of cultivating immortals."
"And the year they disappeared, it was at the age of thirteen that they discovered that there seemed to be hope for my spiritual veins, so they set out together to Hongque Valley in order to ask Wang Yuanhe for the elixir to restore my spiritual veins."
"Later, after investigation by the juniors, it was discovered that not only my parents, but also many people in the small countries around the Red Bird Valley had disappeared inexplicably over the years, and they were all related to the Red Bird Valley."
"And this Wang Yuanhe is from the famous Suzaku Holy Sect."
"After discovering this, this junior is just a monk who has just started practicing qi, and the Suzaku Holy Sect is more than 30,000 miles away from the Zhao Kingdom. The journey is difficult and dangerous, and it is impossible to reach it."
"So, the villain first joined the Tianhong Sect of the Immortal Cultivation Sect of Zhao State and worked as a handyman disciple for thirty years. Later, he was lucky enough to get the Era and be promoted to Foundation Establishment."
"After that, the villain embarked on a long journey to find the Suzaku Holy Sect, and finally sent this news to the Suzaku Holy Sect seven days ago."
"Today, senior appears to kill Wang Yuanhe on behalf of junior!"
"A great revenge has been avenged, so I am very excited and must bow to my senior to show my gratitude!"
Listening to Cui Hu's true feelings, Li Qingyun raised his eyebrows but remained calm on the surface.
But he knew in his heart how difficult it was to climb from a poor scholar with no foundation, even being fostered in a distant relative's home, to the current early Jindan monk.
He was able to travel more than 30,000 miles to report Wang Yuanhe's affairs to the Zhuque Holy Sect and trip up Wang Yuanhe, which is very remarkable.
However, his cultivation level is frivolous and the quality of the golden elixir is very poor. Obviously, the golden elixir has reached the limit of his life, and there is no hope of further advancement.
Li Qingyun sighed softly in his heart and said calmly: "I accept your thanks."
"From Wang Yuanhe's courtyard, walk 49 feet in the direction of Hongque Valley. There is the tallest maple tree in the entire Hongque Valley."
"Dig down three feet and there will be what you need."
After saying this, Li Qingyun's body swayed slightly and disappeared from the spot.
Cui Hu was left staring at the air in front of him, slightly dazed, and murmured: "Moving at such a speed...is this a heavenly monk?"