Hu Guifei has been operating in Yunmeng Mountain for many years, even if Luo Huainan and many people support Jing Xin, there should be many people who support her, she squinted her eyes and said: "It's too easy to be discovered afterwards, it's too dangerous." ”Gu Qing said: "The whereabouts we want are very simple, first of all, he is not in Yunmeng Mountain, and secondly, it is not an emergency. ”Hu Guifei was slightly stunned, thinking that this was indeed much simpler.If these two conditions are met at the same time, then Luo Huainan's whereabouts can be known.She stared at Zhao Layue's eyes and asked, "Don't you suspect that I am the mastermind behind your assassination?"
”"Because you sent a sum of gold and silver to Shi Fengchen's righteous son?"
Zhao Layue said expressionlessly: "Although you are an idiot in this matter, I am not an idiot. ”………… A faint golden light suddenly appeared in the night.Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stopped."
It seems that the peak master's injury has healed."
The black coat on the body of the visitor was tightened, and he looked even shorter and fatter.The light in front of the temple illuminated his face.The royal enshrinement of Jinmyeongseong.Gu Qing was very nervous, and his lips were a little dry.Zhao Layue did not speak.Jin Mingcheng took out a sword from under the sword, handed it to her, and said, "The name of the sword is the first son." ”Zhao Layue said: "I have a sword. ”Jin Mingcheng said: "Isn't the Fu Si Sword lost in the snow field?
”Zhao Layue said: "I still have my own." ”Jin Mingcheng said: "That sword is ordinary, and it can be recognized, unlike the Chuzi Sword, which has been hidden in the palace for hundreds of years, and no one has remembered it for a long time." ”Gu Qing thought vigilantly, could this be killing people with a sword?"
If Your Majesty wants to kill someone, does he still need to borrow someone else's hand?"
Zhao Layue asked.Jin Mingcheng said slowly: "Your Majesty is the co-lord of the world, and because he bears a common character, it is inconvenient to do many things. ”Zhao Layue didn't say anything more, and took the sword called Chuzi.Gu Qing glanced at her, a little surprised.He was already very opposed to entering the palace tonight, between this seemingly ordinary palace, there were too many dangerous and real cultivators.These cultivators, it was easy to destroy him and Zhao Layue, and he even thought that he couldn't hide his whereabouts at all.But Zhao Layue was very calm, not worried at all, and seemed to know something.What he didn't know was that Zhao Layue had already guessed that Jing Jiu left Zhao Yuan that day to go to Lishan to see the God Emperor.………… There is a deep mountain in the north of Yu County, and there is a cultivation sect called Beiximen, which is a peripheral small sect of the Zhongzhou faction, and is famous for being good at making weapons and formations.One day in midsummer, more than ten masters and apprentices from Beixi Gate went out of the mountain and headed towards Guiyun City.The year before last, Beixi Gate refined three earth-level magic weapons, two of which were dedicated to Yunmeng Mountain, and the remaining one was inconsistent with the exercises in the gate, and was ready to be sent to the Treasure Pavilion in Guiyun City for auction.The Treasure Pavilion is as famous as the Treasure Tree Residence of the Qingshan Sect and the Waizhai of Yimaozhai, and of course it also has the same deep background, which is the industry of the Cold Food Valley of Yunmeng Mountain.What Beiximen didn't expect was that the most important magic weapon in this auction of the Treasure Pavilion was not its own production, but a medicinal herb."
What kind of grass is that, is it more important than the earth-level magic weapon?""
Anyway, it has nothing to do with you and me, I heard that the buyer has been determined.""
Who dares to make a bid in the Cabinet of Treasures?
Could it be something that the ancestor of the ancestral court wanted?
”"Uncle Liu, do you know about this matter?"
That herb sparked a lot of speculation and discussion among the disciples of the Nord Stream Sect.People looked at the thin middle-aged man in the lead and asked curiously.The uncle, surnamed Liu, listened to these discussions and smiled silently.He knows more things.That herb should be the rumored Sanqing grass, and of course it is qualified to be placed in the most important position in the auction.The Qingshan Sword Sect had already released the wind, and naturally no one dared to compete with them for this medicinal herb, but they just went through the process according to the rules of the Treasure Pavilion.Outside the valley is the plain, and Guiyun City has a smooth road.The cicadas chirped, as if they were seeing them off.Suddenly, the sound of cicadas suddenly disappeared.That Uncle Liu raised his eyebrows and said, "Be careful, set up the formation." ”There is a saying called silence like a cold cicada, at this time it is the height of summer, the weather is hot, why does the sound of cicadas suddenly disappear?
A faint black mist drifted into the valley, and the new fruit between the trees collapsed.The disciples of the Beixi Sect looked abrupt, took out the magic weapon as quickly as possible, and formed a defensive formation.The black light mist gradually dissipated, and several figures gradually appeared, judging from the clothes and cold breath, they were by no means good."
I didn't expect you to be low, but you are quite vigilant and can find our whereabouts in advance."
An old man with an indifferent expression said, "The young master wants the treasure you are carrying, so hand it over quickly." ”That Uncle Liu said: "It turned out to be a demon of the Xuanyin Sect, this is Yu County, less than three thousand miles away from Yunmeng Mountain, when did you become so bold?"
”"Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou, you are you, even if you kill them all, what can you do?
Could it be that the Taoist priests in Yunmeng Mountain can still rush over?
”That old man is an elder of the Xuanyin Sect, and his evil skills are extremely powerful, how can there be these small sect masters and apprentices in his eyes, but he is only a little jealous of the formation of the Beixi Sect - for some reason, the Xuanyin Sect's willingness to win that earth-level magic weapon is very strong and direct, and he did not bid in the Treasure Pavilion through scattered cultivation, but chose to snatch it directly.Thus began the battle, the air torn apart, and countless air currents collided with each other.The black fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the clear light emitted by the Nord Stream Gate formation was getting darker and darker.The disciples of the Beixi Sect stood in the formation, destroying their respective magic weapons and maintaining the formation.Under the impact of the people of the Xuanyin Sect, they supported very hard, their faces became more and more pale, and they thought that the signal for help had been sent, and they didn't know when their fellow disciples would be able to come to support, and if it would be too late.The Xuanyin Sect elder looked at the scene in front of him coldly, seemingly calm, but in fact he was a little anxious.This is not far from Nord Stream Gate, what if the other party comes to help, and more importantly, if it alarms Yunmeng Mountain, it will be troublesome.Suddenly, a gap appeared in the formation, and the eyes of the elders of the Xuanyin Sect suddenly turned cold, turned into a black mist, broke through the clear light, and came to the disciples of the Beixi Sect.The black mist condensed, and he appeared in his form, holding the Yin Banner and hitting the Uncle Liu.Where did Senior Uncle Liu dare to resist such a magic weapon head-on, and use the magic weapon to help him evade backwards, completely ignoring the exposure of the disciples who maintained the formation.This is what the Xuanyin Sect elder wanted, and with a sneer, the Yin Banner wrapped the nearest Beixi Sect disciple with a heavy aura.His yin banner carries the earthly evil yin qi and bloody evil qi, and if ordinary cultivators can't protect their bodies, they will die if they touch it, and they will never be lucky.That Beixi Sect disciple had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary breath, and when he saw that he was about to turn into blood, he seemed to be stupid, and he stood still and didn't move.The Xuanyin Sect elder suddenly felt that something was wrong.A small bronze bell suddenly appeared in front of him.()