~.-~ The White-clothed Knife

Just now when Meng Xiang was about to open his eyes, a thought came to his mind, that it would be great if the fog could disappear. Almost the moment the thought came out, the fog would quickly dissipate, making it impossible for him to connect them together.

Although the fog has not completely disappeared, its vision has increased greatly. Meng Xiang began to look around, looking for those cultivators who entered the palace one step ahead of him. According to his own speculation, in such a heavy fog, they just entered in front and back, and they should not have gone too far.

Meng Xiang's speculation was quite correct. With a huge increase in vision, he soon discovered the figures of immortal cultivators. Many of them were not far away from him. He saw a look of surprise on their faces, obviously he couldn't figure out why the fog suddenly disappeared.

Although the eyesight of those cultivators was not as good as Meng Xiang, as the fog quickly dissipated, some cultivators who were closer to him still discovered his existence and nodded to him, with gratitude in their eyes, obviously thanking him for helping them enter the world inside the barrier.

The fog was completely dissipated. At this time, the cultivators realized that they were standing in an extremely huge square behind the palace gate. Although there were many people, they still seemed very sparse. What shocked the cultivators even more was that not only the entire square was paved with clear sky stones, but all the materials used to build the palace were precious, and many of them were even more precious than the clear sky stones.

For the cultivators who entered the palace, what was presented to them was a huge treasure. As long as they could get away with a small part, it would be worth the trip. The treasure was tempting. After a while of silence, some cultivators with insufficient mental cultivation could not withstand the temptation and began to take action. Some of them rushed towards the palace, but more were digging the clear sky stone under their feet.

Seeing this situation, Meng Xiang shook his head slightly, knowing that these guys who could not withstand the temptation were going to be unlucky, but he had no intention of stopping them. It was already good for them to give them a chance to enter here, and he could not care about so much.

Suddenly, the jingling sounds echoed throughout the empty square, but none of them could succeed. Although the clear sky stone is not a material with a particularly strong texture, it is not so easy to destroy. In addition, the stone is very close to it, so it is impossible to insert a piece of thin paper into it, so there is no way to start. The materials for building the palace are also very strong and difficult to destroy.

Meng Xiang originally thought that those guys who were knocked out of their heads by greed could stop at the right time, but he underestimated the magic of **. The failure not only did not make them give up, but instead aroused their fighting spirit even more, quickly increased their strength, making a huge sound, swaying in the square, deafening.

Frowning, a hint of displeasure appeared in Meng Xiang's eyes, but he still ignored those guys who were so stingy. Instead, he observed the houses around the square. Soon he discovered that the layout of the palace was abnormal.

In a conventional layout, the palaces are generally divided into many houses, and each house will form a relatively relatively spacious space. The houses are connected through passages to form a uniform and unified whole. However, the palace presented in front of Meng Xiang is not the same.

Behind the gate is an outrageously large square, surrounded by a circle of round houses, almost every house is the same, and there is a gate directly opposite each house, and now all doors are closed.

Just as Meng Xiang was secretly curious about the strange structure of the palace, the cultivators who dug out treasures finally caused trouble. In a vague way, white shadows appeared out of thin air beside the cultivators who were confused and swept by, and then the white shadows disappeared suddenly like they appeared, making many cultivators not see their appearance clearly.

Plop... With the sound of falling to the ground, the cultivators who were obsessed with digging treasures were like pieces of wood, falling to the ground, but after falling, they could never get any more and remain motionless. Then the cultivators around them changed their colors, and they clearly felt that the vitality in their bodies had been destroyed and died.

Compared to the fear of other immortal cultivators, Meng Xiang's expression seemed much calmer, but there was still a strange light in his eyes, because his sharp eyes helped him see clearly the appearance of the white shadows who took action to kill the immortal cultivators. They were all the same, and they were exactly the same as the white-clothed men who appeared in front of him when he inherited the scroll of Ximen Jue's inheritance. In other words, they all looked the same as Ximen Jue, which made him firmly determined that he could find Ximen Juejue's lesson again.

The lessons of the past were presented to all the cultivators in a bloody way, so that some cultivators who were also ready to make a fortune in sightseeing were completely sacrificed. Then, the cultivators dispersed and walked around the square, that is, towards the connected houses, because things were already very clear, and if you want to get delicious food, you must enter those houses.

After looking around, Meng Xiang also chose a house and walked past it, moving straight along the corridor that appeared in the fog. Although the fog corridor disappeared, he vaguely felt that it should be directive when it encountered its existence, as if it was to lead him to a certain place. Since the square was surrounded by the same house, it could only guide him to the house facing it.

When he arrived at the house facing the corridor, Meng Xiang looked up and down and found no difference, but he still chose it. The houses were the same anyway. Instead of choosing one, it would be better to follow his guess. However, he immediately encountered a problem. The house he chose had been occupied by the cultivators. It was the first red-haired cultivator among these cultivators to enter the palace.

Meng Xiang walked over and the red-haired immortal cultivator quickly discovered his existence and also saw his intentions clearly. Although he didn't know why Meng Xiang recognized this house, he had a feeling that this house might be different. After all, Meng Xiang's performance was too magical, and the choice he made was inevitably thoughtful, but he still chose to avoid it tactfully.

All cultivators are smart people. Even if the house chosen by Meng Xiang really has something unique, he can't eat it. Even if Meng Xiang put him into the inner world of the barrier, the red-haired young man did not think that he had any deep relationship with Meng Xiang. If he had misunderstood, he might end up in a tragedy. The battle between cultivators often does not require any reason.

Meng Xiang showed a satisfied smile at the red-haired cultivator's tactfulness, nodded at him, but that's all. If he wasn't tactful, he wouldn't mind letting know who had a bigger fist.

Although the red-haired immortal cultivator gave up the room, he did not go too far, but drove away an immortal cultivator less than ten rooms from Meng Xiang. Meng Xiang naturally knew very well why he did this, but he didn't care at all. Although he was pretty good among the current group of immortal cultivators and was of the highest level, he did not think that he had the ability to threaten him.

Meng Xiang stood about five meters away from the gate and found that the door was very strange. It seemed that it was not a real door, but someone built a door outline on the wall. However, he did not think it was just a decoration, because according to his inference, the group of masters should have entered the palace long ago, but he did not find their traces in the square. There was only one possibility that they had entered through the doors in these houses.

After careful observation, Meng Xiang still couldn't find the key point, which made him a little unhappy. So he decided to directly stimulate the door and see what it would react. However, just as he was about to do so, a shrill scream came from the left, and the scream was full of horror.

Turning his head, Meng Xiang looked at the direction where the screams came, like other cultivators. What caught his eye was a one-sided battle. A swordsman in white was chasing a cultivator. One of the arm of the cultivator had been cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and many wounds of varying depths appeared on his body, but the swordsman in white still had no intention of letting him go.

In about twenty seconds, the white-clothed swordsman swept forward, and the sword light flashed, and the cultivator was cut in half by the slanted shoulder strap. Blood splattered, the internal organs flowed, and died on the spot without moving, and even the soul did not escape. Meng Xiang had already seen the reason. In fact, the moment his body was chopped by the knife, the sword intent had already killed his soul and even the soul.

The white-clothed swordsman looked around indifferently for a week, his eyes flashed across the cultivators, but there was no fluctuation, just like they were all stone rubble. He paused a little while his eyes swept over Meng Xiang's body, and then turned into white light and disappeared into the door of a house. Then a white light radiated from the door, which sucked the dead cultivator in one sweep and rolled in. There was no trace of blood on the ground paved with the clear sky stone.

The cultivators shook their heads one after another, and their eyes were filled with fear. They obviously did not expect that the terrifying swordsman would appear in the seemingly ordinary sect. However, they immediately had no time to think about anything else, because there was also a star in front of them who was exactly the same as the murderous swordsman in white.

A single person appeared in front of Meng Xiang, with his back against the door, and was less than five feet away from him, looking at each other. He looked up and down at the white-clothed swordsman, and Meng Xiang's eyes stayed on his face for a moment because he had a face exactly the same as that of the sword emperor Ximenjue.

A moment later, the white-clothed swordsmen who appeared in front of other cultivators had moved, and they fought with the cultivators with their sharp long swords. The battle was fierce, but the white-clothed swordsmen standing in front of Meng Xiang had a hesitant look in the eyes of the swordsmen who were standing in front of Meng Xiang, as if they were unable to make up their minds whether to fight against Meng Xiang.

Meng Xiang glanced at the white-clothed swordsman, stepped forward, and walked directly to the gate. After Meng Xiang narrowed the distance between him and the white-clothed swordsman, the white-clothed swordsman finally couldn't hold back, flew forward, swung the knife at Meng Xiang and slashed it.

The sword move was surprised, and the sword light flashed, and the sword shadows in the sky were hard to tell the truth. They turned into a big net, putting Meng Xiang's entire net inside. However, Meng Xiang was not panicked at all. He pointed forward a little, and with a light sound, the sword shadows in the sky immediately dissipated. The white-clothed swordsman was three feet away in front of Meng Xiang. The knife in his hand slashed and hit him, less than half a foot away from Meng Xiang's neck, but he would never have the chance to cut it down, because Meng Xiang's index finger had already touched his eyebrows.

The next moment, the white-clothed swordsman's entire body collapsed completely and turned into a white spot of light, like a group of fireflies, flying towards Meng Xiang. When he touched his body, it was like water dripping on the sand and disappeared in an instant. Meng Xiang walked straight to the door, took a step forward, and went straight in, as if the door was just a phantom.

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