Bai Yunsheng left Jingzhou in the darkest light before dawn and flew out of the city.
Yuding Mountain is located on the border between Jingzhou and Zhenfengbuzhou.
It wasn't until he landed on the dark and towering mountain top that he took out a jade note from his arms, used the strength of his palm, and suddenly slapped the jade note into the night sky.
The turquoise light spots suddenly exploded, like fireworks blooming, and a long sword shimmered. The shape of the sword was very similar to the demon sword Qiuli in Tianyu Mountain.
The green light was silent, and the shadow of the sword disappeared with the wind.
Bai Yunsheng stood alone on the top of the cliff, overlooking the Jingzhou City that was about to wake up. The cold wind blew the black clothes around him.
He is waiting for someone.
This was the information he got from the consciousness of the fake Bai Yunsheng.
The soul-sacrifice technique was no longer useful to the people in Yanyulou, so Bai Yunsheng had no choice but to use illusion techniques to control the fake Bai Yunsheng and induce him to tell what he wanted to know.
He originally wanted to know the whereabouts of Mu Chengxue and the others, but the fake Bai Yunsheng did not reveal any relevant information, but he did reveal the whereabouts of another person.
A person whom Bai Yunsheng had not seen for a long time and wanted to see again at this moment.
He only waited half a quarter of an hour for the fireworks to fall.
A cool breeze carrying a delicate fragrance drifted across the cliff top, and dawn broke.
A figure was left in the wind, wearing white clothes, with green hair, and an ethereal figure like a fairy coming to the world.
A touching face was reflected in the light of the sparse stars and the early sun. It turned out to be Bai Yunsheng's old acquaintance, Liangmu Dharma Protector Lingyuan of Yanyu Tower!
Bai Yunsheng smiled and said: "Long time no see, how are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an incredible scene happened. Lingyuan actually knelt on one knee in the air and said in a soft voice:
"Thank you for your concern, sir!"
Bai Yunsheng put away his smile and said as usual: "Get up, I am anxious to see you this time because there is something I need you to do."
Lingyuan stood up without any pretense and listened to the order.
Later, Bai Yunsheng told her the spirit-killing plan and asked her to cooperate in handling the affairs of Tianyu Mountain.
"The spirit-killing plan is of great importance. Whether Juntian Palace can rule the world again depends on this one move. Don't neglect it!"
"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely complete the mission."
Although Ling Yuan is a female, her voice is not soft at all.
Bai Yunsheng smiled calmly, relaxing the serious atmosphere, and changed the topic: "Is it okay to be away from Tianyu Mountain for so long?"
Ling Yuan said: "Young Master is worried, I haven't encountered any difficult problems since I entered Yanyu Tower."
Bai Yunsheng turned around, looked at the beautiful lady with slender eyebrows, and said with a smile:
"Of course I know your strength, otherwise I wouldn't have sent you to this dire straits. There is no one here, so why doesn't the general show up to meet you?"
Lingyuan lowered her head and nodded gently.
Then a soft green light flashed out, and the dignified Liangmu protector of Yanyu Tower turned into another person in the blink of an eye.
Her white skirt is like snow, her eyebrows are like clouds, and she is completely natural with a peerless fairy spirit. Such a beauty is the master of Tianyu Mountain in Juntian Palace, the general of Qianhuan Huaqianchi!
"Well, it still looks so good." Bai Yunsheng nodded and smiled, "Has the general discovered anything?"
Hua Qianchi was very calm in the face of Bai Yunsheng's praise, her pink lips were lightly curled, and her smile was alluring.
She briefly recounted the information about undercover Yanyulou during this period, but Bai Yunsheng didn't show much excitement on his face.
Where is the first floor of Yanyu? Who is the owner of Yanyu? Why did they destroy the original seal?
The most core information is still unclear.
According to Hua Qianchi, she was really surprised by the strict hierarchical system in the Yanyu Tower. Even the five guardians rarely met each other. The task was for the superiors to directly find the subordinates to make announcements, but the subordinates had no idea where the superiors were.
During the past few days, Hua Qianchi only met the owner of Yanyu once in the Xingyun Desert. The rest of the time he was on standby.
Fortunately, Bai Yunsheng did not show any dissatisfaction. After all, the time was short, and he was in the unfathomable Yanyu Tower, so he couldn't be in a hurry.
However, Hua Qianchi still gave some information that is very useful at the moment.
soon.
The morning light leaps across the world, and the clouds fill the blue sky.
Bai Yunsheng looked at the green mountains in the distance, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "You first go back to Tianyu Mountain to carry out the spirit-killing plan. After completion, get in touch with General Netherworld and the others, and then return to Yanyu Tower."
Hua Qianchi bowed slightly and said:
"Qian Huan understands!"
Bai Yunsheng glanced at the beauty again, and finally warned: "Yanyu Tower is by no means a kind place, so be careful in everything you do."
The breeze came slowly, and he stood on the refreshing mountain top, watching the flower turn into a kite and leave again.
General Qian Huan's formless magic skill has reached its peak, and almost no one can break the ever-changing technique.
After he surrendered to Ling Yuan in Tianyu Mountain, Bai Yunsheng sent Hua Qianchi to take his place, in order to find out the details of Yanyu Tower. Hua Qianchi's cultivation was unfathomable, and Bai Yunsheng believed that even if it was the first person who was in danger,
Even a killer organization has difficulty discovering her identity.
However, accidents always happen unexpectedly.
Just when Bai Yunsheng was still admiring the rays of light on Yuding Mountain, Xiao Mitian was on the fifth floor.
Dry well in thatched cottage in Black Mountain.
One person, one tree and one shadow.
Ling Yuan's figure walked out of a black water curtain.
Next to the hut, a dark figure was looking at the tree with his hands behind his back. The flowers and leaves on the tree were growing and dying, blooming and withering, which was wonderful.
Lingyuan walked carefully behind the black shadow, knelt down on one knee, and whispered respectfully:
"grown ups!"
"What does that kid want to do?"
The figure was half motionless, but his voice sounded exactly like the old man from Xiqi.
"Slaying spirits."
Lingyuan told Heiying the entire plan explained by Bai Yunsheng simply and clearly, without missing a word.
Black Shadow seemed quite excited about the news, turned around and said with a smile: "He finally started taking action!"
Judging from his appearance, he turned out to be the old man from Xiqi who had not been around for a long time!
Lingyuan, who was transformed into a thousand-foot flower, seemed to have more respect for the old man Xiqi than Bai Yunsheng, and asked for instructions:
"Sir, what should this subordinate do?"
"His identity is that he is still the Young Master of Juntian Palace. Naturally, you have to obey his orders."
"My subordinate understands."
"Go down."
The old man Xiqi's gaze hidden in his black robe was as sharp as a knife, sharply scraping across Hua Qianchi's delicate body, making this peerless demon cultivator in the spiritual realm fall into a trance.
After a while, she stopped the trembling in her body and mind. She held her two jade hands tightly and said:
"Yes, sir!"
The old man Xiqi waved his sleeve casually, and Hua Qianchi's figure disappeared in front of the hut like ashes.
He turned around and looked at the flowering tree with its uncertain cycle of life and death again. The flickering light in the tree crown was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, as if there was some kind of mystery hidden in it.
"well."
After standing for a long time, he let out a deep sigh, and the old man took off his robe and hat, his face full of changes.
When I first met Bai Yunsheng, a lot of white had oozed out from his black hair, which was as white as Bai Yunsheng's white hair.
"How to break through the last layer of "The Heart Sutra of Earthly Evil"..."
The figure is broken and the echo falls.
This desolate and almost dead space slowly sank into unknown darkness.
...
After burning the incense, looking eastward thousands of miles away from Jingzhou, there are three ancient majestic peaks standing like gods.
White clouds linger around the waist, and floating light sweeps through the mountains and forests. There seems to be a large formation shrouding the peaks, and the surging vitality only wanders and disperses in the mountains.
Taia Mountain.
Human Prison Peak.
In a remote valley at the foot of the back mountain, which is already the edge of Tai'a Mountain, it is as quiet as ever.
There are overgrown vegetation, and everything you look at is green, but deep underground under this calmness, there is a different picture.
A dark hall is as spacious as a wasteland, and it has been excavated for who knows how many years. The dark ground reflects a faint light of death, and the faint smell of blood is like air, everywhere.
A man in black stood in the hall, waiting for something.
Suddenly, there was a ripple in the dead silence of the hall. The man in black hurriedly looked up and saw a man in black robe already standing in the hall. He immediately moved forward, knelt down on one knee and said:
"Welcome, Your Majesty!"
This voice sounds like the owner of Yanyu himself.
Old Xiqi's face half-hidden in his robe became a little older, and he said in an indifferent voice:
"Are you ready?"
"According to the Lord's request, everyone has been found."
In front of him, Master Yanyu looked like a calf that had just entered the world.
"Lord, please follow me."
The two of them bypassed the throne, walked through the hall, and walked into a dark cell. Inside, there were rows of people in different clothes, more than a hundred people, with dim pupils and bodies like black stone.
However, as long as the masters in the world can see at a glance, they are all strong men who practice the Mu Vein Kung Fu, but the karma in each person's body far exceeds the standard. If it were not for a black seal outside the body, there would definitely be
Exploded to death.
"You go out."
Xiqi's voice suddenly became a little hoarse.
"yes."
The owner of Yanyu left the dungeon quietly.
The old man Xiqi took off his robe and hat and looked at the pieces of "black stones" in front of him, with a rare hint of excitement in his silent black eyes.
I saw him taking a deep breath, slowly raising his hands, and a vague wind suddenly rose in the prison. The wind blew through each "black stone", and wisps of dark green air rose from the top of the stone, begging to the west.
The old people gathered and left.
At this moment, the old man Xiqi, who was dressed in black robes, was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up strands of pure karma that contained a rich breath of life into his body.
Soon, his body was filled with a layer of glittering green light, like a giant firefly, rising and extinguishing.
Just a cup of tea.
Hundreds of "black stones" turned into real black stones, just like Populus euphratica in the desert, with all their human colors gone and as dry as paper.
The green light on Old Xiqi's body was extinguished, but he looked dozens of years younger, with half of the white hair on his head missing.
He casually waved his robe sleeves, and hundreds of dead trees instantly shattered into ash and scattered invisible.
"This is not the solution after all. It is better to truly understand."
With a muttering that no one could understand, Xiqi's figure disappeared into the dungeon.
[Author's digression]: This old guy named Xiqi controls different powers with different identities. Who is he? What is his purpose?