Bi Fei stood on the mountain steps. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw mountains and mountains surrounded by clouds and smoke. The rouge-like red clouds lingered beside the green mountains, like crimson gauze curtains, gently fluttering in the wind. And the double eaves on the roof
On the mountain gate, the word "Red Cloud" is written in ancient script. Looking around, through the majestic stone square, you can vaguely see the buildings with cornices and carved beams and painted buildings in the green mountain forest. Such a scene, for Bi Fei,
He couldn't be more familiar with it. It was the sect where he had lived for more than twenty years - Chiyun Tower.
Could it be that Master Xuanqi used a magical method of shrinking the earth to send him back to Chiyun Tower? Bifei was confused. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of laughter coming from under the mountain steps. He
He hurriedly turned sideways, trying to hide in the woods beside the road: Now he is a "notorious" abandoned disciple of Chiyun. If he meets his former sect members, he will have to fight, and the thirty-six strategies are better.
Just as Bi Fei was thinking about this and hiding in the forest, he suddenly saw two figures walking on the mountain road paved with bluestones: the man on the left was wearing a red robe. His beard and hair were all white, his face was kind, and he looked like an immortal.
Feng Dao Gu. The man on the right has a Chinese character face, a lower chin, and a beard. He is a mature man with good facial features. The two of them walked side by side, talking while walking up the mountain steps.
Bi Fei was stunned by this scene: the white-haired old man was clearly his mentor - Zhengde Zhenren; and the burly man was Master Qi who was sealed in the spirit refining and destruction array - Qi Wanshan
!
After being stunned for a long time, Bifei took a step forward and walked out of the woods. He hurriedly bowed to the two elders and called softly: "Master, Master."
However, Master Zhengde and Qi Wanshan seemed to have not heard his call, let alone seen his figure. They were still chatting and laughing, and climbed up the stairs. Seeing that the two of them were about to collide with Bifei, Bifei hurriedly dodged sideways.
But what he never expected was that the broad-bladed sword behind Master Qi's back had a long hilt, so it just hit him who couldn't dodge it - but it went straight through his chest.
There was no pain in his chest, as if the scene just now was an illusion. Bi Fei was shocked. He reached out and patted his chest, but there was no abnormality. He raised his eyes again and looked at the leaving figure of his master and uncle.
He reached out his right hand and tried to touch his master. But the moment his finger touched Zhengde Zhenren, his palm turned into distorted light and shadow, penetrated the master's shoulder, and slid away empty.
go.
phantom.
In an instant, Bi Fei understood the root of this situation: Master Xuanqi must have used some blinding trick to make him fall into the illusion. If he could find the eye of the formation, he could break through the illusion and return to his origin.
Just when Bi Fei was thinking about how to get out of trouble, he suddenly heard a cry from ahead. Worried that his master would be attacked, he climbed the mountain steps in three steps and two steps at a time. He saw Zhengde Zhenren and Qi Wanshan stopping on the mountain road.
The man was also holding a bamboo basket in his hand. In the basket, a baby with a tiger-like head and a thick head was crying.
Seeing this abandoned baby, Master Zhengde sighed and said: "In recent years, the weather has been changing, either drought or floods, and the harvest is extremely poor. This child must have been born to the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Because he was unable to raise him, he was sent to Chiyun Tower.
That’s it.”
As he spoke, Master Zhengde stretched out his hands, took the crying baby out of the basket, held it in his arms, and rocked it gently. With his movements, a page fell out of the child's swaddling clothes, fluttering
It fell to the ground. Qi Wanshan hurriedly reached out to pick it up. He unfolded the page and recited softly:
"Bi Fei, the twelfth lunar month of the Renxu year...wait a minute, this birth date is a bad omen."
Qi Wanshan turned his right palm, curled his fingers lightly, and frowned. His expression became more solemn. After a moment, he suddenly stared at the baby in shock and exclaimed: "Brother, this baby is born with evil bones. If I can count,
Yes, he is in conflict with you and is your nemesis. One day, you will die in his hands."
"So what?" Master Zhengde raised his white eyebrows, looked at his junior brother beside him, and said slowly, "Is it possible that we have to abandon this baby here because of something that has not happened yet? The monk is compassionate.
, if we ignore his life, how can we pretend to be doing good deeds?"
His rhetorical question left Qi Wanshan speechless. The tall and strong man lowered his head in silence and looked at the baby in his senior brother's arms. The baby's cry gradually stopped, and his big, watery eyes blinked.
Just as he was looking curiously at this splendid world. Maybe he thought the old man's white hair and white beard were quite interesting. The little guy waved his fleshy short arms and actually grabbed Zhengde's long-lived eyebrows and said, "Giggle."
” laughed.
The long eyebrow was pulled by the little doll, but Master Zhengde did not stop him in anger. He smiled, looked at the baby in his arms, and said slowly: "I think this baby is destined for me. If so, I will accept him and make him mine."
I’m just a closed disciple.”
The scene in front of him left Bi Fei speechless: he only knew that he was abandoned by his parents on the mountain road, and was taken in by his master Zhengde. From then on, he practiced magic in the Chiyun Tower and grew up. He never knew that,
It turned out that there was such a period in his life experience. He never knew that Uncle Qi had asserted that he was born with evil bones and was the master's killer. He also remembered that in the dark secret tunnel, the master was unconscious, mad and full of words.
His meritorious deeds were actually based on evil laws and sacrificed lives. At that time, he made a desperate move and used the red iron pen to end the master's crazy dream...
Thinking of this, Bifei felt his chest suffocate, and his heart seemed to be grasped by invisible hands, and the pain was unbearable. At this moment, the surrounding scenery changed, the green mountains turned into long rivers, and the buildings turned into ships.
Ye Bianzhou floats on the rolling white waves, rides the wind and waves, and goes down the river.
He stood at the stern of the ship and saw the faint light of candlelight coming from the small window of the cabin. Bi Fei stepped forward and passed through the wall easily, only to see two figures, one large and one small, standing in the cabin.
Master Zhengde, and his youthful self. The young man showed joy on his face and said: "Master, with these nine hundred and ninety-nine inner elixirs, we will be able to seal the two evil spirits Yinglong and Xiangliu in China on the coast of the East China Sea.
The danger can be resolved!"
The old man stood with his hands behind his hands and stopped in front of the window. He looked at the vast river and the rolling waves. He sighed and said: "You think it is too simple, Fei'er. To resolve the difficulties in China, it takes nearly a thousand inner elixirs."
Can it be accomplished? These demon spirit inner elixirs can only temporarily imprison Yinglong and Xiangliu, preventing them from breaking out. If we want peace in China and no more turmoil in the world, we need to find another way. The only way is to master it.
Only the magic weapon of the Immortal Family can stabilize the sea and level the river."
The young man nodded thoughtfully, and then asked suspiciously: "Master, where is the fairy magic weapon you mentioned?"
"Silly boy, since it is a magical weapon from the Immortal Family, it naturally exists in the Immortal Realm," Zhengde sighed, "It's not easy to find a heavenly artifact..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly entered the cabin and blew out the lamps on the table. At the same moment, the young man's body fell limply and collapsed to the ground. Zhengde Zhende hurriedly called out, "
"Fei'er" picked up the boy and was about to investigate. At this moment, the curtain of the cabin was blown by the wind and swayed violently. A tall and thin black figure slowly walked into the cabin.
The man was wearing a black robe, and his whole body was exuding a strong black turbid aura. He wore a half silver mask, covering his eyebrows and eyes, only revealing his thin purple lips. He raised the corners of his lips, revealing
With a sarcastic arc, he said gloomily:
"Yes, the magic weapon of the Immortal family is difficult to find in the world. But it is not difficult to destroy Yinglong Xiangliu."
Master Zhengde frowned and said warily: "Who are you?"
"I am the Venerable - Xu Ying," the man in black replied slowly. He suddenly smiled softly, "Old man, what is on your mind is to destroy Yinglong and Xiangliu? I have a way to do it.
Let’s see if you are willing to listen.”
Xuying's words made Master Zhengde hesitate slightly. When Bi Fei saw this scene, he was anxious and angry. He strode forward, opened his arms and stood between the master and Xuying, and said in a hateful voice: "Master, please don't leave."
Listen to him! He is Venerable Yinglong, and he is here to confuse your mind! Master, you must not believe his words!"
However, no matter how Bi Fei shouted, his voice could not be conveyed even half a moment. He tried to reach out to stop the dragging, but his attempts failed again and again. He could only watch helplessly, Zhengde Zhenren hesitated
After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "What method, please tell me."
The shadow raised its lips and smiled softly. In an instant, a scarlet blood light lit up in the void, reflecting in the old man's eyes. The shadow sneered and said: "As long as you follow the ancient secret method and use one hundred thousand souls and refined souls as an array, you can
Gather supreme divine power. What do you have to fear from the ancient gods and demons?"
Master Zhengde's eyes were bloodshot, his face was stiff, and he said slowly: "That's right. Refining spirits is a formation, and sacrifice is inevitable. As long as you can kill gods and demons, you are killing evil and doing good, which is the king's way."
"Shut up!" Seeing his master being bewitched by the demon, Bi Fei was furious. He pushed up his sleeves with his palms, and actually used the "Ice and Glorious Glory" method, setting off two layers of ice and fire, and struck the Lord Xuying fiercely.
However, the flying ice and snow, and the roaring flames, penetrated the body of the phantom, disrupting the phantom light and fireflies. The stream of light danced in front of them, and the scene changed again. The rivers and ships all turned into cold secret rooms. In the dark corridor, there was something faint.
The firelight flickered, and Bi Fei stepped forward quickly, only to see in front of him a square stone chamber about ten feet wide. Around the stone chamber, there were stone pits dug along the walls, and blood flowed slowly in the pits. And the stone wall above the pits
On the top, every ten feet away, there is a sculpture of a dragon head. The dragon's mouth is spitting out a dark blue fire, which reflects the huge stone chamber clearly——
On Qi Wanshan's square and heroic face, his eyes widened and his eyebrows raised. He was half shocked, half indignant, and asked Master Zhengde angrily: "Brother, how can you use living beings to form formations? This is simply... heartless and crazy!"
Master Zhengde flicked his sleeves, glanced sideways at the other party, and said displeasedly: "It's a waste of your superb skills. I didn't expect you to be so short-sighted and narrow-minded. In pursuit of justice, it is inevitable to make sacrifices. If the soul refining method is successful,
, then we can kill Yinglong Xiangliu and restore eternal peace to China. What does the sacrifice of these one hundred thousand souls mean?"
"Justice?" Qi Wanshan repeated these two words in disbelief. He slowly shook his head and touched the big sword behind his back. The next moment, he faced Master Zhengde directly, made a sword-raising stance, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother
, you have gone crazy. Please forgive me for being disrespectful. Even if I risk my life, I have to stop you."
"Tsk, tsk," Master Zhengde shook his head and said sadly, "I never expected that my junior brother would be so narrow-minded and ignorant! That's all, even if you turn your sword against me, I can't be ruthless. I
Then use your living beings to practice the formation. In the future, when the spirit refining jade is born, Yinglong, Xiangliu and others will subdue the law, and you will also be able to share in the merits."
"Senior Brother, you...you..." Facing Master Zhengde's expression and words, Qi Wanshan was so shocked that he couldn't even utter a single sentence. He shouted loudly, swung the broad-edged sword, and split the sky.
The power of the sea hits the person in front of him.
The sword reflected the cold light, and the wild energy stirred up the dragon's head, causing the fire to sway. Master Zhengde snorted coldly, withdrew a palm with his backhand, and actually opened a barrier of energy in front of him. After receiving Qi Wanshan's move
At the same time as he raised the sword, Master Zhengde waved his sleeves, gathering deep spiritual power in his left palm, and struck out with great vigor!
This thunderous palm hit Qi Wanshan's belly. Seeing his junior disciple vomiting blood, Master Zhengde did not stop his hand. He stepped forward quickly, and by luck, he hit Qi Wanshan directly into the stone wall!
Qi Wanshan's strong body was actually integrated into the wall, with only his face still exposed outside the wall. In such a strange situation, Qi Wanshan showed no fear on his face. His face was stern, and he looked at the senior brother in front of him silently. The next moment, he let out a long sigh.
, closed his eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eye sockets, and in an instant, they turned into stubborn rocks on the wall.
"Master! Uncle Master!" Bi Fei shouted loudly. As early as the moment Zhengde Zhenren and Qi Wanshan started fighting, he resorted to the "Snow and Frost" technique again and again to stop the fight between the two. But no matter how he shouted,
"Stop!", but there was always no answer. No matter how he used the spell, he could not stop the master in the slightest. In the end, he burst into tears and knelt down in sorrow:
"Stop...Master, stop!"
The only response to him was Zhengde Zhenren's wild laughter, which echoed in the square-inch stone room...
