There was a thunder in the sky, and the door leaves and window lattice were shaking slightly. General Li Anfu who was stationed at Yujian Pass was awakened by the thunder.
"It is going to rain?"
There was little rain in the northwest, and it was even rarer to hit such a big thunder. At this time, the soldiers shouted outside: "General, come out quickly, something is flying in the sky!"
When Li Anfu came to his senses, more and more people outside were shouting: "What is that floating in the sky!"
"...like blood!"
"Fart, it's obviously just a red cloud!"
Creak! The door of the city tower opened. Li Anfu didn't have time to put on his armor, so he ran out shirtless. He was exposed to gods and magic, and he was quite sensitive to these.
At this time, the soldiers patrolling and on duty on the city wall section all looked up to the sky, and saw a group of red clouds roaring towards this side, and after a short while, they flew from the top of the pass towards the Han Dynasty.
Rumble——
Behind the red clouds, there were large swaths of dark clouds surging. Flashing electric light illuminated the flower's eyes, and suddenly there was a loud thunder, frightening the soldiers to squat against the wall, not daring to show their heads.
Li Anfu also huddled up, not because he was timid, but because the thunder was so loud that the lightning seemed to hit him.
"Something must have happened outside the pass. Immediately ask your troops to go to Nucang City to check the situation. If they are our troops, let them return!"
In his field of vision, the red cloud and a huge dark cloud had disappeared at the end of the sky.
Above the sky, the squirming red threads are like traces of clouds, setting off the oxcarts flying across the sky. The old cow shrinks its limbs and closes its eyes tightly, daring not to move at will. There is a faint pain when the red threads brush against the cow's hooves.
, fortunately, it did not suck its essence and blood.
Sun Zhengde's face turned pale, and he was shivering while holding Wu Guzhu. He looked at the figure with red thread all over his body outside. He wanted to say something but did not dare to say it, for fear of waking up his boss at this time. When the red thread was removed, the two of them would be together.
All the cows will be destroyed.
What he didn't know was that at this time, Chen Yuan only maintained his final clarity, controlling the red clouds to fly in the direction of the Canglan River. The rest of his mind was blurred, paranoid, and violent, and his mind was occupied by negative emotions.
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What he thinks about is that day when his master stood in front of him and was penetrated by the magic sword; what he thinks about is that the old man plays wildly and laughs every day; what he thinks about is that he will stand in front of him every time he encounters danger; what he thinks about is
Crazy old man...
"Canglan Sword Sect... I'm here now and I've brought you a big gift. It's up to you whether you can catch it or not!"
Eyes full of blood red, he looked at the land below him inch by inch. The mountains passed under his feet, and the blue sky became gloomy.
In the northwest, people were busy rebuilding their homes, or those who had free time sat in teahouses and chatted with acquaintances. On this day, the bright sky suddenly dimmed, followed by a series of rumbling thunders.
Many people walked outside, looked up at the sky, and watched in amazement as a red cloud and a large cloud crossed the sky with lightning and thunder, covering up the sun.
Changhao of the Jin Dynasty.
Yuchen, Yunlong, and Yunhe received a summons from the Tianshi Mansion. The person who came was a layman from the outer room. He handed the paper letter with the news to Yuchen and asked: "Tianshi's letter, inviting those
Fellow Taoist Chen and his master are visiting the Tianshi Mansion, I wonder if that fellow Taoist is in the city?"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to go." Yun He said with a wry smile.
Yu Chen, who was next to him, unfolded the letter and saw the content on it. Even though he was very good at nourishing qi, his hands couldn't help but tremble.
On the note, in addition to the words of the Celestial Master, there was also Mingguang's special instructions. At the end of the letter, he wrote about the statue of the Sixth Generation Patriarch seen in the Patriarch Hall, which was very similar to Chen Yuan's master, the crazy old man. The Celestial Master was
Only then did Xiang invite them to come up.
"The Sixth Generation Patriarch... If it is really the Sixth Generation Patriarch... Canglan Sword Sect will be in great trouble."
With a bang, his hand hit the table hard. Taoist Priest Yuchen gritted his teeth and handed the letter to Yun He and Yun Long. After reading the content, the two of them were silent at first, and then their faces became serious. If it is true, even if it is the Tianshi Mansion
He is from a famous family in the Immortal Sect, and if his ancestor is killed, even if it is manslaughter, it is an extremely serious matter, and even just an explanation may not allow him to get through it.
"Taoist Priest Yuchen is in trouble!"
At this time, a little Taoist priest rushed to the door and pointed at the sky in the courtyard, "Taoist priests, look at the sky!"
The three of them, including the layman, rushed to the courtyard together. At the end of the western sky, a black cloud flew in. The red and white of the setting sun here were clearly visible, and then the sunlight was gradually obscured.
"Vicious evil spirit!"
Yuchen borrowed Yunlong Laodao's bronze mirror, wrote a talisman on his fingertips, and looked into the sky. He saw in the mirror reflected in the mirror a group of fast-flying red clouds in front of the black clouds.
The evil spirit is coming from the red cloud.
When they saw the red clouds in the mirror and a carriage looming out, the three of them immediately understood who it was.
"Three Taoist priests, I don't know where Taoist friend Chen is. I can go over and invite him..."
"It's up there." Yunlong said softly, looking at the sky.
Immediately, the three of them went back to the house and each took their magical weapons. They called the Taoist priests from the Tianshi Mansion who were guarding Chang Hao in the upper courtyard and rushed out of the city to the south.
The red clouds flew over the mountains, over the high mountain tops, and across the intertwined rivers and villages, making countless people look up in surprise and fear.
In a town where countless people stopped to look up, a ragged old man shook his head and asked the vendor if he had seen his apprentice. When he didn't answer, he took a sesame seed cake and continued to ask while eating.
Then, he also raised his head and looked at the sky.
"What a big pile of cotton wool."
I sighed and continued to ask along the street.
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The sunset gradually sets over the mountains.
The water of the Canglan River flows eastward with bright red sparkling waves. The mountains along the river are surrounded by clouds. In the woodcutter's sonorous folk song, there are many attics in the mountain gate that he cannot see, and the wind chimes are swaying gently.
In the attic of the North Courtyard, Duan Jiqing coughed continuously and vomited a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm. Then he sat up comfortably and leaned against the bed. Looking at the apprentice who was serving him wholeheartedly, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It reminded him of Qin Shouyan.
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"Yes, Master."
Fei Xuan then put down the spittoon and brought tea to the master. During these days, the master personally came to help heal the general, and the evil spirit in his body was almost gone.
"In a few days, it will be impossible for me to continue serving my master." He said with a smile. Footsteps were heard on the attic stairs. According to the hour, it was time for the master to come over and treat his master's injuries.
Sure enough, Fei Xuanze left the edge of the bed, and Wang Xuanyi's figure turned around from the other side of the stairs. He looked majestic in a black robe with gold trim. He nodded towards Fei Xuanze, who sensibly retreated to the door and waited.
"How are you feeling today, junior brother?" Wang Xuanyi dismissed the disciple, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to touch his pulse, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems to be better."
"Please take care of me, senior brother. I'm almost healed. I'll be able to go to the ground in two days."
"Well, it doesn't hurt to lie down for a few more days. I won't ask you if you are injured these days. Now you can tell me how Master Chen Yuan injured you and how this evil energy seeped into your body.
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"That day, I took advantage of him being unprepared and set up formations around me to hide my murderous intent. I don't know why, but I was still discovered by that old madman. His level was obviously similar to mine, or even lower. Why could he catch my spirit with his bare hands?
The sword can also break the Qingxuan Sword in half with my bare hands. I was frightened by him for a moment, and an evil force rushed out of the old man's body and injured me..."
Speaking of what happened that day, Duan Jiqing still had some shadows in his heart. The old madman's cultivation was sometimes weak and sometimes strong, but when it got stronger, it would be too terrifying. This was still when the other party was crazy and unconscious.
Period, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape back.
Looking back now, he felt a trepidation. He had never felt that his life was threatened in many years. At this time, he felt uneasy for no reason, and had a vague illusion that something bad was about to happen.
Rumble…
The sound of thunder came faintly from the distant sky. In the setting sun, the disciples patrolling the door seemed to feel the pain of needle pricks on their skin. They turned around subconsciously and saw a dark cloud floating in the distance.
And a voice of countless people mixed together, mixed with the sound of thunder, resounding in the sky.
"Canglan Sword Gate, my Excellency, Chen Yuan, is here today to collect debts. How dare you come out to greet me!"
The voice echoed, and a dull depression suddenly fell on the mountain top. The Jianmen disciples who heard the voice rushed to the attic of the North Courtyard to report. Duan Jiqing trembled, and at the same time, the leader Wang Xuanyi next to him snorted coldly, and walked straight through
Passing through the window lattice, I floated outside the attic and looked up.
Boom!
At this time, many disciples from the sect had gathered around the sword-holding tower in the middle. As a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating everything, everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect could clearly see a figure standing in the sky.
Above the moving red clouds.
Countless tiny red threads extend from his back, and they are densely packed at his feet, forming a red cloud.
…
No matter how weird it was, Wang Xuanyi couldn't see it, but when he saw the dark clouds rolling in behind him and the lightning mixed in the clouds, his expression changed. He thought about the methods the other party would use to seek revenge.
Revenge, but this was the first time he had seen it.
next moment.
The electric light gradually turned from green to white, which was a sign of thunder disaster.