On the bank of the Qinhuai River, with the dawn moon shining brightly, Gao Qingyue was sitting alone in a boat, holding a blue fishing rod in her hand, staring at the deep blue water flowing quietly to the east, imagining that at the farthest end of the river, there was
The roaring waves greet you.
Most of the day, he felt that he was already a human being, attending banquets, listening to music, drinking and playing chess, no different from the Jin people around him. Now looking at his reflection on the water, he suddenly realized that during the day, he was just a human being.
A reflection.
There was a slight sound of water ripples, and a figure twisted out of the shadow of the backlit river surface.
He jumped onto the bow of the boat and bowed calmly to Gao Qingyue: "Wuya has seen General Gao by the Tianmo Gate. Thank you, General. You have been waiting for a long time."
Gao Qingyue was not surprised and nodded slightly in greeting: "The little magician came at the right time. I arrived early."
Bian Wuya smiled casually, picked up a fishing rod placed on the board of the boat, sat down and said, "General, are you satisfied with Bian's arrangement?"
Gao Qingyue looked at him deeply: "The little magician is really generous. He is actually willing to throw out the supreme secrets such as the Golden Que Illustration and use them as bait."
"If not, how can we perfectly fulfill the agreement between our Demon Sect and the Jin Dynasty royal family? What's more, the Golden Que Illustration is just a dead thing. If we can't gain and lose at will, wouldn't it mean that living people are being controlled by dead things?" Bian Wuya
Hang the insect bait on the fishhook and gently throw out the fishing line. "No one can think of it. Bian used the Golden Que Picture Book as bait to attract the heroes of the Eight Wildernesses to gather in Jiankang, just to test the movements of the various sects."
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Gao Qingyue watched the fishhook fall silently into the river, creating a circle of tiny ripples.
"It's more than that." He said calmly, "In addition, the little magician can also test out how many of this generation of demon sect disciples are loyal to you. Those who are disobedient and restless will inevitably go south to Jiankang.
Fight for the Golden Palace Illustration. At the same time, the little magician can be regarded as teaching the Green Relic Bead of the Blood River Sect a lesson. The Green Relic Bead’s cultivation qualifications are unparalleled, and it can be called the strongest opponent of the little magician leading the magic sect. She thinks she is obsessed with
After trapping you, I got the Golden Que Illustration, but I didn't know that I had been plotted long ago and became a tool for the little magician to establish his power in the magic sect. In addition, the little magician diverted troubles to the east, forcing Yuan An to become the target of public criticism and retaliate with a sword.
It can be said that he kills three birds with one stone. He has superb methods and can manipulate all the heroes in the world at the palm of his hand."
"The general is just laughing. It's just the old trick of my demon sect, the weak and the strong. It's not worth mentioning." Bian Wuya was surprised when he heard this. As Gao Qingyue, it is not difficult to figure this out. "Yuan An
Although that sword didn't hurt me, it really scared me into a cold sweat. How could Bian not give me a generous reward? Haha, thinking of the terrible situation he is in now, it really makes Bian's evil thoughts smooth and his mind clear!
" He held up his palms and laughed. The laughter was always condensed in the boat and never spread out. It was tightly bound by the chaotic field of the demon released from his body.
Gao Qingyue stared at the slightly undulating float on the river and said, "Yuan An is not the only one who is riding a tiger and has trouble getting off."
"Of course there are also the Xuanzhu of the Taishang Shenxiao Sect." Bian Wuya held the fishing rod in his hand and said lightly, "The Taishang Shenxiao Sect is so cunning and cunning that they announced to the outside world that the Xuanzhu is in seclusion, and appointed a few elders to hurry on their way.
In fact, they are playing the old trick of building a plank road openly and crossing Chencang secretly. Xuanzhu broke through the pass yesterday, quietly left Thunder Bluff, and went straight to Jiankang. He was supposed to arrive tonight."
Gao Qingyue asked: "I wonder which master of the Demon Sect is responsible for intercepting the Xuan Pearl?"
"The one who took action against the Xuanzhu was the leader of the Blood River Sect." Bian Wuya replied, "The other nine great sects also had elders who had refined their gods and returned to the void. They secretly went down the mountain and secretly went to Jiankang, trying to fish in troubled waters and seize the Golden Tower.
Illustration. These people were all intercepted by many masters from the Tianmo Sect, Blood River Sect, Hell Sect, Hehuan Sect, Yingui Sect and Mo Sect. I also asked Gu Zhenjun for the liaison circle of the Chongxuan Department.
I personally took action to destroy it. If the Taoist sect wants to send people to repair the magic circle, my people can successfully sneak in and do some tricks inside."
Gao Qingyue nodded slightly. This was originally a cooperation between him and the little magician. Both parties had planned it for a long time. On the surface, many magic sect masters came here for the Golden Palace Picture Book, but in fact they took the opportunity to enter the Great Jin Dynasty.
, lurking down to lay a secret hand for the dispute between Chongyang and Buddha.
The masters of the Demon Sect took full action to intercept the actions of the major sects. This was also a drill before the Double Ninth Festival.
Bian Wuya used this incident to attack the Taoist sect, and at the same time unified the demonic sect to suppress dissidents.
"What is certain is that the living teleportation array that Yuzhenhui has been studying for many years has not yet been completed." Gao Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the fishing rod, and saw a crucian carp biting the hook jumping around with water droplets flying around.
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The current teleportation circle can only teleport objects, but cannot teleport living beings. However, Yuzhen Society has been trying to build a magic circle to teleport living people, and it is said that there is considerable progress. However, it is obviously not effective yet, otherwise, people from the Taoist sect will
Appear directly in Jiankang.
"Although we haven't succeeded yet, we are not far off." A trace of worry flashed in Bian Wuya's eyes.
Bian Wuya said in a deep voice: "Bian received a secret report that just half a month ago, Yu Zhenhui successfully teleported a copper-skinned zombie ten miles away, and the zombie was not seriously damaged. Although the copper-skinned zombie's physical body
Strong, far beyond ordinary people; the teleportation distance of only ten miles is far from enough, but this is an unprecedented leap! Just imagine, once the Yuzhen Society succeeds, people from the Taoist sect can appear in any corner of the eight wastelands at any time, and launch sudden attacks
offensive. They will become ghosts that no one can catch. They come and go without a trace. No one knows where they will appear next. Maybe it is the general's study, maybe it is the mountain gate of my Heavenly Demon Sect!" Gao Qingyue was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "I also give the little magician some bad news. Just three days ago, the Yuzhen Society has passed a secret method to artificially breed the Earth Dream Butterfly."
Bian Wuya's expression suddenly changed, and the fishing rod in his hand couldn't help shaking. The fish that was about to bite the hook was frightened away, and it flicked its tail and made a small splash.
Dawn, in Xuzhou, Jin Dynasty.
Xuanzhu's clothes fluttered as he passed through the clouds and flew quickly towards Jiankang.
Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, his body forcibly froze, and his whole body sank rapidly.
A faint streak of blood passed through his original position. The blood flew into the air, then circled around and fell into the bun of a man in red robe.
The man is tall and tall, with a red robe like blood. He stands with his hands behind his back among the grass in the setting sun. He smiles and has a gentle air. There is a bloody ribbon tied in his bun, which flutters lightly in the wind.
"Jie-chan-mu!" Xuanzhu landed with both feet on the ground and shouted as if facing a formidable enemy. His voice was like a series of thunderbolts rolling and deafening.
The heavy rain was pouring, and behind the mountain god statue, Zhi Kaizhen slowly raised the Gray Tribulation Sword.