The city of Jingzhou, which stretches across eight wastelands, smooths out the undulating mountains in the distance.
In the city, on the Wujiang River, a swordsman was sitting on the bow of a boat. On the small square table in front of him was a blue and white porcelain vase. In the bottle, three or four kilograms of green bamboo leaves that had been grown for thirty years had dropped.
The boat sailed upstream in the ever-flowing sunset.
The sounds of people, horses, boats, and wind were mixed together in the wine and disappeared in the drunkenness of the swordsman.
The bustle of Jingzhou is like the city wall in the sunset, without any change.
The Linde boundary is in the extreme north.
Bliss Street.
The boat stopped at the small pier on the shore, and the swordsman stopped in the noisy market.
The people setting up stalls on the street all have vicious looks and sinister faces, and they don't look like decent traders at all. The things they sell are also strange and weird, including antiques, poisonous snakes, weapons, monsters, and even men and women, there is a mess of everything.
But not a single customer in the market was panicked.
Because this is the most famous street in Jingzhou: Black Street.
More than half of the ruffians and gangsters in Jingzhou's Linde world are concentrated here. Many shady transactions are carried out on the underworld, including transactions between practitioners.
Walking among the crowd filled with the smell of rouge, blood, and fishy stench, the swordsman's fair face showed indifference. His outfit was inconspicuous, and almost no one looked at him after walking half the street.
Baiyan Restaurant.
"Eating and staying in a hotel?"
A man with a shoehorn face said to the swordsman in a long voice.
"Looking for someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
The shopkeeper raised his face impatiently.
"Jing Hao."
As soon as these two words came out, the arrogant Shoehorn face immediately became nervous. This was the first time in half a year that he had heard these two words so intuitively.
He looked at the swordsman up and down several times before squinting and saying in a low voice:
"Follow me."
After walking around a few tables and drinking wine, Shoehorn Face led the swordsman into the back room, opened the cellar and entered the secret passage.
The road was not long, descending about thirty or forty feet, and a circular underground hall suddenly appeared, surrounded by stone stairs and a huge round table in the center.
"please."
The shoehorned face stood far away, with no intention of getting close to the round table. After speaking to the swordsman, he left directly.
The swordsman removed his disguise and returned to Bai Yunsheng's appearance. He walked down the stone steps and asked the person sitting at the top of the round table, "Where is Jing Hao?"
"Sir?"
The man who closed his eyes and meditated opened his eyes, with a strange demon spot between his eyebrows. He glanced at the visitor a dozen times, looked at Bai Yunsheng with some surprise, and said: "King Jing Hao has not left Yidi Mountain.
Why did the young master say this?"
"What?" Bai Yunsheng frowned and said uneasily, "I ordered him to come down the mountain to wait for me, but he didn't come?"
"This... subordinates don't know."
Bai Yunsheng got angry inexplicably and said coldly to the man in purple in front of him:
"Hmph! If you order someone to go to Yidi Mountain again, be sure to ask Jing Hao to come see me!"
"Young Master has just returned to Jingzhou, why are you so angry?" The man in purple put his hands steadily on the round table and said with a smile, "Young Master has any plans, you might as well talk to your subordinates first."
"There are some things you don't need to know."
Bai Yunsheng fluttered his sleeves and waved his hands, his words began to be filled with ice and murderous intent.
However, the man in purple was not afraid of his momentum. He still smiled very calmly and did not make any more noise. He just nodded slightly and did not stand up from his seat from the beginning to the end.
"Prepare a room for me, sort out the deployment of Demon Realm in Jingzhou and the current situation of Yidi Mountain within an hour, and send them to my room."
After Bai Yunsheng finished speaking, he glanced at the man in purple with squinting eyes, left the round table, and walked up the stone staircase.
Just half an hour later, another young man in green linen clothes walked into Baiyan Inn.
"Eating and staying in a hotel?"
Shoehorn face still shouted without looking.
"I'm looking for someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
"Jing Hao."
The careless Shoehorn's face suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the handsome young man in front of him, looking up and down for a long time.
"What a ghost."
While he was deep in thought, the young man's green eyes suddenly tightened, and a murderous aura like a flying needle pierced the shoehorned-faced Tianling.
Shoehorn stared with fright, and said with lingering fear on his face:
"You come with me."
The same cellar, the same secret passage, but a different door opened.
Shoehorn Face led the young man into a prison-like place, with dim lighting and dark walls covered with torture instruments.
The young man realized something was wrong early on, but suddenly he became interested, so he followed the flow and said:
"What is this place?"
"Stop talking nonsense and wait."
Although the shoehorned face can't see through the young man's details, this is his base camp after all, and no one can be arrogant even if he comes here.
After saying that, he walked into the deep darkness ahead, never to return.
"Humph, that's really interesting."
The young man found a place to sit down and looked around the room calmly.
Sudden.
A burst of rapid footsteps came from the corridor ahead.
After a few breaths, two rows of brown-clad killers neatly surrounded the room, and a figure finally walked out, with white hair and black clothes.
The young man's eyes were shining, he was surprised and calmly said:
"Who are you?"
The white-haired man asked, "Who are you? What do you want with Jing Hao?"
The young man said coldly: "You don't seem to be King Jing Hao, right?"
The white-haired man smiled confidently and said, "I am Jing Hao's master."
"Are you the Bai Yunsheng who made a big fuss in Tianchi, killed Xue Yang, and became famous in the world?" The young man smiled lightly, and continued, "You are a very popular figure, and now everyone in the world doesn't want to know about you."
Bai Yunsheng showed an eagle-like look in his eyes and said coldly: "No matter who you are, you can't keep your life."
After saying that, he pulled out the long sword from behind, and the killers surrounding him showed their weapons one after another, and for a moment, the dark dungeon was filled with cold light.
The young man pretended to be nervous, waved his hands and said urgently: "Wait!"
"Are you scared?"
Although Bai Yunsheng couldn't tell the depth of the person in front of him, he still had some confidence that he was in the right place at the right time.
The young man said: "I heard that your eldest brother Xiang Wujian has also reappeared in the world, and was arrested by Yanyulou together with Miss Yueliangqiu Murongchen. Don't you want to know where they are?"
When Bai Yunsheng heard this, his cold face turned a little ugly and he said:
"It seems you know a lot of things."
After saying that, he slowly put away his sword and ordered to the killer beside him: "Catch him and put him in the mercury prison."
Then he casually threw a ball of black light that enveloped the young man, sealing his cultivation.
The night is like a tide.
Jingzhou City is like a giant ship parked in the endless ocean, carrying the oldest and most tolerant civilization in this world.
When you are ugly, deep underground.
The mercury prison is suspended in the air and has no bottom. There is only one stone step leading to the prison door.
"Crack. Crack."
Thick chains were broken one by one, the iron door slowly opened, and the young man in the mercury slowly opened his eyes, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he had known someone would come.
At the same time, in a secret room two hundred feet underground, Bai Yunsheng was flipping through the information presented to him, and the luminous pearls standing in the four corners were shining brightly.
Soon, an evil smile appeared on his face, and he already knew the situation in Yidi Mountain Demon Territory and Jingzhou.
But at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly broke through the stone door and rushed in.
"who!"
Bai Yunsheng slammed the table suddenly, and a thin black wall of fire ignited a few feet away in front of him, trying to block the dark red thorns in the cold wind.
"puff!"
The dark red thorns broke through the fire wall like tissue paper and were nailed to Bai Yunsheng's left shoulder.
In an instant, bone-breaking and heart-burning heat rushed through his body. Before he could blink, his whole body was already as charcoal-like, unable to move, and his fair face was covered with a deep red color.
"Kaka."
The stone door opened and two figures walked in.
Bai Yunsheng was very surprised and shouted: "It's you!"
He was very familiar with the visitors. One was the man in purple whom he had seen in the Round Table Hall, and the other was the young man in civilian clothes who had just been arrested by him.
The young man narrowed his eyes, walked in with a smile and said, "Bai Yunsheng... no, what should I call you? We haven't officially met yet."
In the frightened and angry eyes of "Bai Yunsheng", the young man in blue shirt was like a golden cicada shedding its shell, and transformed into another person, as if a mirror was placed in front of him, reflecting himself.
The young man smiled and said, "I'm Bai Yunsheng, nice to meet you."
Just when the seventh word "hui" fell, two divine lights shone out from Bai Yunsheng's eyes. The fake Bai Yunsheng, who was a little frightened just now, immediately froze there, his eyes lost color, and his consciousness had fallen into the magical pupil technique.
middle.
After a while, the round table hall became quiet and leisurely. Bai Yunsheng sat in the east and the man in purple sat opposite each other, with a whole round table in between.
Bai Yunsheng leaned on the back of a foot-high stone and said with a smile: "When did General Qian arrive?"
The man in purple stood up without being seen outside, and said in a respectful voice: "I just arrived in Jingzhou yesterday."
As he spoke, the man's long dark red hair made the demon spots between his eyebrows look even more evil.
Bai Yunsheng said: "General, you have been working hard all night."
Qian Shi said: "Thank you for your consideration, Sir. I never expected that Yanyulou would come up with a trick to confuse the fake with the real one."
Bai Yunsheng smiled coldly. Although he had used the magical pupil technique to know the purpose of the person pretending to be himself, he didn't think much about it.
He stood up, put his hands behind his hands and walked slowly around the round table.
"General, does he know why I invited you here in such a hurry?"
"Young Master is too far-sighted to tell lies, but I think the matter must be quite serious and related to Yanyu Tower."
Chise has been quite calm from the beginning.
"The general is half right." Bai Yunsheng walked to the south of the round table and continued, "The reason why I am anxious to ask the general to come out is, firstly, to deal with Yanyu Tower, and secondly, I want to uproot the Jianghu in the Central Plains!"
The inspiring words are astonishing to heaven and man.
Although Qianshi's expression did not change, his eyelids clearly twitched.
Bai Yunsheng looked at Qianshi with stern eyes and said in a solemn voice: "I call this plan Killing Souls, and General Qian is its supreme commander!"
When Qianshi heard this, he immediately stood up and knelt down on one knee, and said calmly and respectfully:
"Thank you for your love, sir!"
As soon as the sonorous voice fell, a circle of dark red air suddenly appeared, forming a barrier that surrounded the round table and the two of them - Qianshi had almost isolated an independent world with the extraordinary karma of the spiritual realm.
Bai Yunsheng smiled with satisfaction unconsciously and continued:
"Now we have strongholds in major cities in the Four Wastes and Five Continents. You order people to establish the Soul Killing Branch based on this foundation and select leaders. Their cultivation level must not be lower than the Blue Spirit Realm. As for Shui Yuntian, Bajiao Cave, and Canghai Pavilion,
There are some troubles in these four places of Tianji Sect. It is up to you to establish branches yourself. I want to clearly grasp every move of the four major factions!"
Qianshi has not gotten up from his knees, and his stiff expression always makes people feel like they owe him money.
"There is one more thing that needs to be completed by you and the other three generals."
Bai Yunsheng took a deep breath, his voice became solemn, and he said:
"Take my oral instructions and tell Bai Yan, Zhong Shan and the three generals of Killing Souls to select killers from the two demon realms of Yidi Mountain and Fengdu to form Soul Killing Guards as the sharpest swords for killing souls. Below the Qing Po Realm
No one is wanted, regardless of race, regardless of age, regardless of resentment, as long as they are loyal! This is the most important part of the ghost-killing plan, please make sure you execute it personally and try not to attract the attention of any forces."
Qianshi listened word by word and said word by word:
"clear!"
"There should still be remnants of the Yanyu Tower in Yidi Mountain and Fengdu. You should be more careful when moving. Soon, the Yanyu Tower will be our most powerful enemy. As for Tianyu Mountain, you don't have to worry about it for the time being."
Bai Yunsheng's tone gradually became calmer: "Besides, there is one more thing you need to do."
"Sir, please tell me."
Bai Yunsheng narrowed his narrow eyes and stared at the faint flames ahead, like a lone wolf in the dark staring at the orange Suzuka.
After a while.
After hearing Bai Yunsheng's final plan, Qianshi said with some confusion: "Young master, what you mean is..."
Bai Yunsheng said coldly: "The four major aristocratic families are as fragile as eggs and are not worth mentioning. The Yanyu Tower has slowly shown its flaws. For us, the enemies in front of us are the least important. Those invisible enemies are the most important.
Really deadly!”
In an instant, the empty secret room was filled with murderous aura.
The firelight within the barrier trembled suddenly, like the tender meat on a chopping board trembling under the sharp edge of a knife.