Too Reckless

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The snow peaks that stretch for thousands of miles, from the sky, look like a spotless sea of ​​clouds, from which the Yunjiang River, which rushes into the sea, is also named after it.

But no matter how big the river is, tens of thousands of trickles come together. The original source may just be a small spring that drips water between the mountains.

It is not easy to find water in a mountain range that traverses Yuyao Continent, especially when the forces are mixed, and everyone is on guard against opponents and hides their tracks.

At dusk, on a mountain ridge facing the setting sun, two figures walked in the knee-length snow, but they walked on the snow without a trace, leaving no half footprints.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man in white who had passed through the viewing pavilion. The blue-green flute was slanted behind his waist, and his eyes were always on the main peak in the west, which was so far away that it could not be seen by the naked eye.

In the back is a local monk Wu Songzi, holding a compass and a golden brush with the length of his arm, not far away, just sketching on the snow.

Wu Songzi was also born in Taoism, but unlike Cloud Leopard Taoist, he did not study in Yuyaozhou.

The Yujing Immortal Sect was called the ancestral court of Taoism in ancient times, and the ancestor who cut off the Tao of Longevity came from it; although it is not as brilliant now as it used to be, it is also one of the sects that carried the main beam in Huajunzhou. This origin, Putting it on the practice path is absolutely a famous teacher.

However, Wu Songzi, like the Taoist who was cleaned up by the woman with the flower hairpin, had flaws in his temperament. He was not selected by the upper sect and was forced to become a teacher when he was old; He went to the northern border and became a loose immortal.

The experience of traveling overseas gave Wu Songzi a general understanding of the situation in Jiuzhou, and guessed where the middle-aged man in white came from, but what he was doing, he was kept in the dark just like the others. .

Practitioners cherish their lives, and no one wants to be an abandoned child or a pawn. Especially after the sudden death of the clouded leopard Taoist, Wu Songzi couldn't calm down. After walking for a long time, he couldn't help asking:

"Xianchang, Xiaodao followed Mr. Zheng and worked hard for more than ten years. During this period, he also took a lot of magical opportunities, and he thought that he was a person on the same boat. Judging from the current situation, I am afraid that there will be a storm, and Xiaodao has a little clue. I don't have any, I'm really afraid that I'll find out later and delay the important affairs of Xianchang and Zheng Lao..."

The middle-aged man in white did not stop, and responded:

"You want to enter the evil way?"

At first, Wu Songzi only used money to do things, and he did things to build water conservancy and benefit the people. When he realized that something was wrong, he didn't dare to run away. Now that he has cleared the relationship, he is afraid that he will die on the spot. He responded naturally:

"I've come this far, and I'm afraid that the right way will not be able to tolerate the small way."

"The people who are not allowed by the righteous path, and most of the Youying aliens are not allowed."

"...?"

This is really candid.

Wu Songzi paused, and his heart was obviously alert, but it was hard to say it clearly.

The middle-aged man in white continued: "Youying aliens occupy half of the Kyushu, and the same factions are mixed. There are evil demons and heretics, but there are also experts who care about the common people, but their goals are all contradicting the mainstream of the right way."

Wu Songzi sneered at these words, thought for a while and said:

"Elder Zheng's layout for more than ten years has driven countless people insane in the northern border. According to the meaning of Xianchang, is this move to protect the common people?"

The middle-aged man in white shook his head:

"Old Zheng was ordered by another force of the alien race, and there is something wrong with doing things without considering these details. They have made a mistake this time, and they must come to close the net as soon as possible and find the senior above me, otherwise I will not be able to. Get involved in this."

"Xianchang and Zheng Lao are not the same people?"

"I don't like like-minded people, most of Youying aliens are like this. I let you follow because you still know that what you are doing is not a good thing, you dare to ridicule me face to face, after the event, I will take you away. As for how to go in the future, Look at your personal creation."

Wu Songzi frowned and looked at Wangbei Cliff outside the western field of vision:

"Xianchang means that Lu Tong and the others can't leave?"

The middle-aged man in white did not speak any more, and walked along the ridge to a hole under the snow cliff.

The entrance of the cave is not deep, and there is a trickle of water flowing out from it.

Wu Songzi looked from the outside, and he could see that the deepest part of the cave was emitting a faint green radiance, and upon closer inspection, he realized that it was a black gourd.

The gourd was placed at the mouth of the spring, the stopper was opened, and as the spring water flowed out, strands of black mist flowed upstream from the water and slowly incorporated into the gourd...

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Northwest, to North Cliff.

To the north cliff is the main peak of the Xuefeng Mountains, the highest place in the entire Yuyao Continent, halfway through, you can see the sea of ​​clouds rushing in like a wave, hitting the mountain wall, and the top of the mountain is still very far away.

Under the setting sun, Zuo Lingquan stood on the top of the mountain, which was dozens of miles away from the main peak, and looked at the towering peaks in the distance.

Xie Qiutao stood behind him, his face full of surprises:

"Is there a house on the mountain?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded, but the building on the top of the distant mountain cannot actually be described as a house, but a huge palace complex.

The palace is built on the top of the north cliff. The gray wall rises from the mountain wall, reaching a height of dozens of feet. Above you can see several beautiful turrets, which are connected by hanging bridges. The veranda follows the ridgeline and extends to several nearby hills.

The whole building is majestic and imposing. Looking at its outline, you can imagine the glory of its heyday; unfortunately, it has slept in the mountains for an unknown number of years, and now no trace of people can be seen. It is empty and desolate, giving people the The first feeling is like an ancient monument that records the past, rooted alone on this inaccessible snow-capped mountain.

Zuo Lingquan did not expect that there is such a large building complex inside the Xuefeng Mountains. Judging from the specifications, it should be Zongmen, but there is no Zong emblem or name.

Huafang has been hiding her figure and followed nearby. After seeing the buildings on the top of the snow-capped mountains, Shangguan Lingye quietly appeared in front of him, raising his eyes to look into the distance:

"This should be the sect of one of the seven immortals in the North. These sects died out three thousand years ago. I didn't expect the house to collapse. Judging from the specifications of the sects, the strength of that year is probably no less than the current nine sects. "

Xie Qiutao suddenly thought: "That's the land without the owner? I feel that this sect is very stylish. How about we renovate it and build our own sect, um... It's called Pipa City?"

This is naturally a joke. The Xuefeng Mountains are no longer a spiritual mountain. The spiritual energy is so thin that it is difficult for spiritual grass to breed. Staying here to cultivate is equivalent to suffocating for many years. Resident, how could no monks come to pick up leaks.

Zuo Lingquan smiled lightly when he heard Xie Qiutao's words:

"Pipa City doesn't feel domineering enough."

"The four kings are not domineering? It seems that there are no words for the eight kings... Wang Bacheng?"

"Huh? I'm afraid it's not very pleasant, let's call Tuantuan Sword Sect..."

Shangguan Lingye listened to the two of them talking and laughing, and snorted slightly: "What Jianzong, I will be the Palace Master of Tie Chu Palace in the future, and you are the Palace Master's wife, still thinking of going out and starting your own business?"

"I'm a man, how can I be a lady."

Xie Qiutao nodded: "Yes, it should be the son-in-law."

? ?

Zuo Lingquan was speechless.

After a few chats, Zuo Lingquan hid his figure and continued to set off, touching the ruins of the sect on the top of the snow mountain to see if there were any clues.

But what they didn't expect was that there were not only clues, but even people in the sect that had been sleeping for countless years above the snow-capped mountains.

Zuo Lingquan sneaked silently along the ridge, and there were still two hilltops away from the main peak Wangbei Cliff, when he heard an empty and rich words from inside the large palace:

"Several guests came to the Shenhao Sect, and I have lost their way to welcome them. Please forgive me."

The sound came from the top of the mountain, and the entire building complex was resonating. Coupled with the magnificent scenery of the snow-capped mountains, it gave people an invisible pressure, as if a behemoth was standing above, bowing his head and speaking to them.

Hearing the voice, not only Zuo Lingquan, but also Shangguan Lingye's face changed slightly - it's not a good thing to be found in the dark while walking outside, which shows that the other party has a lot of opportunities to preemptively.

Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword and carefully observed the surroundings, as did Xie Qiutao and Shangguan Lingye.

But the three carefully observed that there was no ambush on the ridge.

Xie Qiutao held the iron pipa, looked at the two, and asked, "What should I do?"

According to the normal process, the other party has already discovered the whereabouts and opened his mouth.

But Zuo Lingquan has been in the cultivation path for a few years, and he knows that if the monk wants to detect the enemy outside his field of vision, he can either rely on the fluctuation of spiritual energy or rely on the soul.

Zuo Lingquan was second in the dark, confident that he had not leaked any breath just now, and Ling Ye was even more than half a step away.

Zuo Lingquan hesitated for a while, but did not appear to respond immediately, and waited quietly, wanting to see what the other party had to say.

As a result, the three of them waited for the following with great alertness, but the top of the snow mountain was silent and did not respond. It was not until nearly two quarters of an hour later that a thick voice came:

"Several guests came to the Shenhao Sect, and I have lost their way to welcome them. Please forgive me."

"…"

The three were full of black lines.

Shangguan Lingye just laughed angrily and said coldly:

"I'll just say how the whereabouts were discovered, this group of crooked sects are really cunning."

Xie Qiutao shrugged and said, "If you can lead snakes out of their holes here, there must be nothing important on the mountain. Don't be afraid of our investigation. In the past, the snakes must be caught in the grass. Is it possible to change places?"

Shangguan Lingye saw that the other party was trying to delay the time. After running around for a few days, the other party really succeeded.

Anyway, sooner or later there will be a showdown, and the whereabouts are found to be nothing more than a head-to-head fight. After a little consideration, Shangguan Lingye rose up against the wind:

"What about the snake, I want to see how big their snake is."

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye flew to the sect on the top of the mountain together, and the speed was so fast that they reached the top of the high corner tower in the blink of an eye.

It has been silent for thousands of years on the top of the snow mountain. Even if the main building has not collapsed, you can find that the details of the building have been weathered when you get closer.

The doors and windows of the original three-story hall in the middle of the sect have long since disappeared, leaving only the wall frame. The sect square in front of the hall is still intact, and it is covered with thick snow.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it and found that there were several futons and tea tables in the center of the square. A monk dressed as a fairy, sitting cross-legged on the futon, looked like he was waiting for someone.

A few people showed up, and the monks in the square naturally found them. Before he could act, Shangguan Lingye raised his hands.

boom—

Hearing a thunderbolt from the blue, a thick bowl of thunder slammed down into the air and landed on the top of the monk's head.

The cultivator's face changed suddenly, he reacted very quickly, took out the magic weapon, and flew back and pulled a long distance.

But the monk's Taoism seems to be weaker than the clouded leopard Taoist. Before he could even return his hand, he was struck by a thunderbolt and fell to the ground, and then a pagoda was smashed down in the air, pressing the monk to the ground, even his head was hard to come by. lift up.

Zuo Lingquan almost followed Lei Ting to the center of the square. Before he could make a move, he heard the monk shout:

"Keep your hands! Keep your hands!"

Zuo Lingquan was about to stay alive, but without seeing the cultivator fighting back, he flew back to Ling Ye and said solemnly;

"Who are you? Why are you acting like a ghost here?"

The monk turned pale with fright, and the words were exactly the same as the others:

"Xiaodao is just taking money to do things, and he has no malice towards the immortals. He is so young that he doesn't know anything. If you have something to do, you can go to Sect Master Han. Senior Han!"

The monk shouted loudly.

Shangguan Lingye frowned, raised his hands, and looked at the main building ahead.

In the middle of the three-story palace is a stone staircase, which leads to the main hall of the sect on the uppermost floor. There are no doors and windows, and you can see the statue of the patriarch several feet high inside.

In front of the statue of the patriarch, there was a person standing. He was raising his eyes to look at the statue of the patriarch, but at this time he turned around and walked out of the hall slowly.

Zuo Lingquan held the sword and looked carefully. It could be seen that this person was wearing a Chinese robe, but the style was very different from the popular sect attire. It felt very old-fashioned.

Shangguan Lingye observed carefully, but did not see the details of this person, and the cultivation base was probably not low, so he did not directly act.

tread—

The slight footsteps sounded in the sect that had been dead for thousands of years.

The old man in Chinese clothes came out of the sect, backed the entire sect that used to be glorious in the past, and said loudly:

"Han Ning, the sect master of Shenhao Sect, has met Fairy Shangguan, Fairy Zuo Jian, and this unknown little girl."

The voice was full of energy, but it had a sense of desolation, like a lonely old man whose family and relatives had all passed away, going out to welcome guests from afar.

Shangguan Lingye recalled it carefully, and suddenly remembered that the old man who seemed to listen to Tiecuo Mansion, casually mentioned the name of 'Shen Hao Sect'; it was just too long ago, when she saw the pheasant sect in Wangshan County, she didn't know what to do. I didn't pay attention, standing in this ancient ruins at this time, only to realize what this place is.

In the distant ancient times, Shen Hao Sect was the number one immortal sect in northern Xinjiang, and it had great influence. However, before the Battle of Stealing Pills, it was almost at a loss. Shangguan Lingye knew very little about it. asked:

"Didn't the incense of Shen Hao Sect be broken long ago?"

Han Ning carried his hands on his back and walked down the ancient stone stairs slowly:

"The children and grandchildren are not up to expectations, and they have humiliated the expectations of the ancestors. When the sect passed to the old man, only the old man was left. However, the mountain gate is still there, and the people are still there, and the incense has not been extinguished."

It is not unusual for Shangguan Lingye to see the fall of the sect family, but this is the first time he has seen such an ancient living fossil. She said plainly:

"That's a pity, the only remaining incense is going to be extinguished in my hands today."

Han Ning walked down the steps and stood at the edge of the square:

"As the head of a sect, even if you try to live and beg for food, you can't let the incense handed down from your ancestors break in your hands. The old man came out to meet a few people today, just want to guard the mountain gate one last time, of course, also For the first time, it is considered to revive the family tradition, and if it fails, the fallen leaves will return to their roots; as for the inheritance of incense, it has been arranged long ago, so Fairy Shangguan does not bother."

Shangguan Lingye glanced at the hall behind him: "Although Shenhao Sect has a long history, it was also the leader of the northern wealthy family and the leader of the righteous path. You are too embarrassed to stand here to guard the mountain gate?"

Han Ning shook his head slightly: "You and I are the righteous way, which is the evil way, or both, the old man is also curious, why do you hypocrites who are deceased and genocidal, dare to call themselves the 'right way'!"

?

The three were inexplicable.

Zuo Lingquan said: "What do you mean, when we trace the cause of madness, we are exterminating the dead; you are secretly planning to drive countless people crazy and kill hundreds of mortals in Yangcheng. Are you saving the suffering?"

"This is generally the case. Those who practice righteousness do not stick to trifles. There is no perfection in the world."

Since Han Ning showed up, he didn't play the game in the fog, and said directly;

"Do you know why the northern immortals perished collectively until they became the barren land they are today?"

Shangguan Lingye learned this in the sect and responded:

"The feng shui turns, and the way of heaven is like this. No matter how good the cave is, it will become a wasteland one day."

Han Ning shook his head at this: "That's the truth, if it's just that luck is exhausted, my God Hao Sect can't blame anyone, just wait for the next time the aura recovers. But my God Hao Sect has fallen to this point because of human intervention in heaven. And this feng shui will never come back.”

"Um?"

"The ancient ancestors cut off the way of longevity, which caused the imbalance of yin and yang; the balance of yin and yang is the way of heaven, and if you go against the sky, you will be punished by heaven. If the order of the Heavenly Dao is not restored, the north, or even this side of the world, will become a dead place. You stop the Youying alien race who sees the consequences from restoring the order of the Heavenly Dao.

These remarks are supported by actual circumstances, not nonsense.

However, Shangguan Lingye was born in No. 9 Middle School, and she is too familiar with the common theory of Youying aliens. She responded:

"Heaven and earth will not die, only the practitioners will die. Now the northern immortal family is indeed slumped, but ordinary people are not affected in the slightest, even if there is no spiritual energy in Kyushu, they are all reduced to ordinary people."

Han Ning snorted softly, "The way of heaven doesn't distinguish between immortals and mortals, so how can they not be affected, but mortals have short lifespans and reproduce quickly, so it's even harder to tell."

Zuo Lingquan knew that this thing could not win the result, and said directly:

"What does it have to do with you saying so many great truths to the people of Northern Xinjiang?"

"It's not my intention to harm the people."

Han Ning raised his left hand, and the pattern of tortoise shell appeared on his palm: "Northern Xinjiang was once blessed by the Northern Black Tortoise. This divine power is hidden in the blood, and the people who originally benefited were concentrated in a few surnames, but With each other's marriage and descendants' branches and leaves, the bloodline gradually diluted, and now it has spread to the entire northern Xinjiang, almost everyone has it in the body, and it is no different from ordinary people."

Shangguan Lingye's eyes were slightly cold: "Youying aliens want to seize the power of the gods?"

Han Ning put away his left hand: "The power of blood is too thin, and it is useless when it is placed on ordinary people. I wanted to take it away without knowing it to restore order in the world, but among the surnames given by Xuangui, UU According to www.uukanshu.com, there are several descendants of direct descendants with strong talents. When they are stripped of their blood in their sleep, they will resist instinctively.

"The Yan family in Yangshan is the direct descendant of Guiyan City, one of the Seven Immortals in the North, and their physique is naturally stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, most people who have been in-laws with the Yan family are in a state of madness, and they can recover when this matter is over. usual."

Zuo Lingquan always understood why Xie Qiutao had nightmares that day, he asked:

"What method did you use to deprive the power of the bloodline?"

Han Ning did not answer this question truthfully, but said:

"Since you have shown up, you should be able to find out soon. The old man is here to drag you out for a while. After talking so much, it's almost time to count."

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes sank, but it's okay not to listen to these words. Now that he understands the whole story, he doesn't need to spend any more words...