The night in the Western Region is beautiful because of the stars.
The night in southwest China is also beautiful because of the snowflakes.
Today's winter is extremely cold. The heavy snow has been falling all day and night, and it has no intention of stopping yet.
The fighting skills of Yizhuang in Tianshui City were compressed by the magic circle within the small scope of Yizhuang, and no one else knew about it.
Only the old storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou who escaped from the Yizhuang knew what a terrible thing happened in the Yizhuang in Tianshui City tonight.
Yuan Xiaolou carried his grandfather in his left hand and the rice pail in his right hand. He flew in a hurry for half an hour, feeling that he was hundreds of miles away from Tianshui City, and then he fell from the air.
Below is a stretch of snow-capped mountains. Judging from the terrain, it should be at the intersection of the Cangyun Mountains and the Qilin Mountains.
Hiding under a towering ancient tree, Yuan Xiaolou stretched out his head and looked around, the panic and fear in his eyes still not completely dissipated.
She was not afraid of Yizhuang's cultivation, but of his identity.
Yu Jizi, the head of the Cangyun Sect, the general leader of the human world...
Ten years ago, he was the savior who saved the world.
Who would have thought that the almost deified Jade Machine would turn into a human being and a ghost.
Seeing that Yu Jizi didn't chase him, Yuan Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
But then she started to worry about Princess Tianyin.
He said: "Grandpa, is Princess Tianyin really going to be fine?"
The old storyteller moved his waist and said: "The day before yesterday, you heard that Ye Xiaochuan was fighting with Princess Tianyin at Longmen, and he was saying that Princess Tianyin was not a good person. Why are you worried about her again now?"
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Although he is my husband's enemy, she saved us tonight, and we have a clear grudge. If she suffered because of saving us, I will feel sorry for her for the rest of my life!"
The old storyteller said: "In terms of cultivation, Princess Tianyin cannot compare to Yu Jizi.
In terms of the level of magic weapons, Princess Tianyin's Fuxi Qin and Xuansi Divine Sword combined are probably not as good as the God-killing Demon Sword in Yu Jizi's hand.
However, Princess Tianyin is the daughter of Emperor Ziwei of the Heavenly Realm after all. Even if Yu Jizi becomes a demon, she will still have some scruples about her identity. At most, she will be captured instead of killing her!"
Yuan Xiaolou said anxiously: "Ah? She is not Yu Jizi's opponent? No, I have to go back to save her!"
The old storyteller stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Xiaolou and said, "Why don't you go back and die? Yu Jizi didn't dare to kill Princess Tianyin because Princess Tianyin had a good father.
We don’t have a good father. We discovered the secret of Yu Jizi and he will not show mercy to us!
Besides, we didn’t ask Princess Tianyin to save us. It was her who overestimated her ability and wanted to fight Yu Jizi. What does it have to do with us?
Tonight, we are lucky enough to escape from Yizhuang. If we go back now, we will kill Yu Jizi!
I originally wanted to stay in the righteous village in Tianshui City for a longer time to improve your ghost skills before leaving.
Now we have to leave immediately and go to Yangzhou to visit your great-grandfather's grave. Also, we can't bring any food with us. This big panda's goal is too big. Yu Jizi is now the leader of the human alliance. If he wants to hunt us down, he will be able to kill us in the vast world.
It is difficult to find two people in the world, but it is easy to find a giant panda weighing more than 500 kilograms.
And easy to do.
It just so happens that this is the west of Cangyun Mountain, bordering Qilin Mountain, and there are countless giant pandas living here, so just leave your food here."
Yuan Xiaolou had long developed a deep relationship with his rice bucket, so naturally he was not willing to abandon his rice bucket and run for his life alone.
Moreover, Fan Tong has already become a psychic and can understand human speech.
It heard that the old storyteller wanted to leave him here, and naturally he didn't want to.
He roared at the old storyteller.
The old storyteller was not willing to leave his rice pail behind. After all, in the past ten years, he had long been accustomed to traveling around the world sitting on the back of the rice pail, and he was also used to sleeping with his furry body on the rice pail every night.
However, Fan Tong’s goal is too big.
Yu Jizi secretly practices Yinsha magic and worships gods and demons in Yizhuang, Tianshui City, and will never let anyone know.
Even though Yu Jizi didn't know that his grandfather and grandson had recognized his identity, Yu Jizi would definitely kill his grandfather and grandson in order to protect the secret of Tianshui City Yizhuang.
The old storyteller comforted Rice Tong and said, "Don't worry, I and the girl will definitely come back to find you when the news is over.
If you continue to follow us, you will only harm us..."
Fan Tong stopped roaring and scratched his head with his bear claws, seemingly lost in thought.
Yuan Xiaolou couldn't help but said: "Grandpa, how could the leader of Yujizi become like this?"
The old storyteller sighed and said: "The changes in Yujizi are indeed far beyond grandpa's expectations.
Back then, he used the underground Yin veins to massacre dozens of innocent people in villages and use them to sacrifice the God-Slaying Demon Sword. At that time, grandpa felt that his mind had been corroded by the demonic energy of the God-Slaying Demon Sect.
But in the following years, there was no news of the massacre of the village in the world. Grandpa was still a little lucky, thinking that Yu Jizi had not lost his conscience and had stopped.
The demon-devouring power emitted by the God-Slaying Demonic Sword today is several times higher than it was in several years. It can be seen that he has not stopped worshiping and refining God-Slaying in these years.
Not only that, the aura he exudes is also full of violence.
In addition to the erosion of the God-killing Demonic Sword, he should also be practicing necromancy."
Yuan Xiaolou nodded and said: "When I fought with him in Yizhuang, I found that his skills were very complicated. He had the Xuantian Qi of Taoism, the cold and cold Qi of the Ghost Dao, and the corrosive evil Qi of the Corpse Dao.
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Judging from the fluctuations of the true energy, the cold and cold energy is relatively scattered and difficult to concentrate, but the corrosive evil energy is quite powerful.
Ten years ago in the barrier of Cangyun Back Mountain, my mother told me that she once passed half a volume of the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book to Yu Jizi.
The reason why the evil spirit in Yujizi's technique can be condensed should be related to this half volume of the Book of the Dead.
But where did the Yin and Evil Qi in his body come from? Is Yu Jizi still studying the Netherworld Chapter of the Fourth Volume of the Book of Heaven? If he is really practicing the Netherworld Chapter of the Fourth Volume, why is the Yin and Cold Qi so dispersed?"
The old storyteller nodded and said, "That's right."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "What's wrong?"
The old storyteller said: "The evil spirit on Yu Jizi must come from the half volume of the Book of the Dead.
As for the cold and cold energy dispersed in his body, it was not obtained from practicing the ghost arts, but from the God-killing Demon Sword.
The main material of the God-killing Demon Sword is blue crystal from the Shura Sea in the underworld.
In addition to being filled with evil spirits, this blue crystal is also filled with the endless cold air of the underworld.
Because Yu Jizi is practicing necromancy, he can mobilize evil spirits.
But he didn't understand the ghost magic, and he couldn't concentrate the cold evil energy. Therefore, the ghostly fire he activated in Yi Zhuang only looked similar in appearance, but inside it was not the ghost magic, but the evil spirit of the corpse.
