Wei Hongxiu said angrily: "No, no, I didn't say anything. Is there something wrong with your ears?"
Chen Feng clicked his tongue twice and reached out to ruffle her hair: "You're such a naughty girl!"
Wei Qingyi looked at the two of them with a smile, a gentle smile on his lips.
In the deepest part of Ziyang Sword Field, at the end of the big lake, there is a towering mountain peak, which is no worse than the nine main peaks.
There is no grass growing on this mountain peak, and it is completely white. This kind of white is that kind of pale white.
It's like a corpse that has been dead for a long time, with bones exposed through decay.
And the entire mountain peak looks like a human leg bone.
Around this mountain peak, there seems to be a dark wind and ghosts screaming miserably.
Standing here for a while, one feels a chill in the heart.
Two figures flew over from a very far distance, and soon they arrived near the mountain peak.
And when they arrived near the mountain peak, suddenly, they all fell from the sky.
The two of them were caught off guard, but since they were both quite strong in cultivation, they did not panic and quickly adjusted and landed lightly.
If the disciples of Ziyang Sword Field saw them, they would definitely be shocked. It turns out that these two people are Master Zixia, the leader of Zixia Peak, and Ren Qingzhu, the leader of Qingzhu Peak.
After the two landed, Master Zixia exclaimed: "Senior Brother Yin is really getting more and more powerful. The formation he has set up can even interfere with masters like us in the Soul Condensation Realm."
"Around his White Bone Peak, no one below the third level of the Soul Condensing Realm can fly."
As he spoke, he smiled and walked forward.
Ren Qingzhu's face was solemn, and he followed him and said softly: "Zixia, tell me, can Senior Brother Yin help with this matter?"
Master Zixia suddenly turned around and stared at him, as if there were flames burning in her eyes.
His voice turned cold in the blink of an eye: "Qingzhu, please listen clearly to me. It's not about whether he can help now."
"But now in the entire Ziyang Sword Field, he is the only one who can help us two!"
"Only he can compete with Yun Ling!" He took a deep breath and pointed in the direction of the Ziyang Sword Field: "That boy rises like the rising sun, shining brightly."
"As for the gecko with Yun Ling and Gu Ruoyun, none of us can touch it. We can only watch it getting stronger and stronger. When he steps into the soul-condensing realm, we will die!"
"Have you forgotten what he said outside the life and death cage? As long as he is strong enough, he will challenge us one by one!"
"If we fail," his voice became gloomy, like the dark wind blowing nearby. He looked at Ren Qingzhu and said softly, "You know the consequences!"
Ren Qingzhu shivered violently, with a look of fear in his eyes.
He sighed and said, "That's right, and this little brat's advancement speed is simply terrifying."
"Two months ago, I just stepped into Tianhaijing, and now I have already stepped into the peak of Tianhai! Who knows when he will be able to enter the Soul Condensing Realm? Maybe tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be enough."
"That's right," Master Zixia said coldly, "We don't have much time left. There are two ways to go, either to wait for death, or to prepare for a rainy day now."
"Before we die, take a preemptive strike and eradicate them all!"
Ren Qingzhu still hesitated and said softly: "Yun Ling is our senior brother!"
"Ha, senior brother? Has he fulfilled his responsibility as a senior brother?" Master Zixia said with a hint of sarcasm on her lips:
"He and we are brothers in the same discipline, and we have had a friendship for decades, but so what?"
"It's still not as important as the respect he places on that boy. For that boy, he can suppress us without hesitation and humiliate us like that. Does he really regard us as his junior brothers?"
"Such a senior brother? What's the use of him? Such a leader? What's the use of him!"
After what he said, Ren Qingzhu seemed to have finally made up his mind, nodded heavily, and the two of them walked towards White Bone Peak.
Soon, we arrived at the foot of White Bone Peak.
The two searched for a full hour before they found an extremely hidden gap in the mountains and quickly walked in.
Another hour later, deep inside White Bone Peak.
This is a large hall, and the surrounding areas of the main hall are pale.
This pale color is not the color of the stone, but comes from the things inlaid on the wall.
On this wall, there are countless pale skulls embedded in them. They are so densely packed that at a glance, there are at least 30,000 to 50,000 skulls.
As soon as he turned his head, he could see the black eyes of countless skulls looking at him, which made people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
The flames burning in the main hall were the kind of green will-o'-the-wisps, and from time to time there were sounds of ghost cries and a gloomy wind.
In front of a stone platform, Master Zixia and Ren Qingzhu were kneeling upright.
On the stone platform, a withered figure wearing a linen robe stood with his back to them.
The light around the withered figure changes, and the whole person seems to exist between illusion and reality, making it impossible to fathom and unpredictable.
Master Zixia elaborated on the matter, and then banged her forehead heavily on the bluestone, with a hint of crying in her voice:
"Brother Yin, please take action. If you don't take action, no one in the world can save us! We can only close our eyes and wait for death!"
Ren Qingzhu also echoed from the side.
The two of them knelt down and dust fell on their foreheads. After a long time, the man he called Senior Brother Yin finally spoke.
His voice, old and hoarse, was filled with a hint of joy, and he said coldly: "A hundred years ago, when Yun Ling and I were competing for the top spot, none of you supported me, but you all supported him."
"What? Do you regret it now? Do you know you did something wrong at the beginning?"
The voice was full of pride and joking.
Master Zixia and Ren Qingzhu kept kowtowing, their voices full of regret: "Elder brother, we were wrong. We were blind and chose Master Yun Ling."
"But who knew that Master Yun Ling is so ungrateful that decades of friendship can't compare to how much he values that little brat. We are extremely disappointed."
"Oh? Extremely disappointed?" Senior Brother Yin said coldly: "So, you came to me. What do you think I am?"
"You came to me because you were disappointed with him, do you regard me as his substitute?"
His voice was cold and mixed with a hint of anger.
Master Zixia and Ren Qingzhu looked at each other with a hint of helplessness in their eyes.
This is the reason why they don't want to come. This person has a very violent and strange personality, and he is also very sensitive. Even if others say a normal word, sometimes he will violently kill someone!
