Seeing that their injuries were exposed, the eight people tried to escape.
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, but without knowing how to make a move, the bodies of the eight people suddenly exploded like skin flakes and were torn into pieces.
Eight colorful venomous snakes and spiders burst out of their bodies one after another, and headed eastward with their fangs and claws bared.
Sword Master Yu could tell where these poisons were heading just by looking at them.
Therefore, he no longer showed mercy and gently stroked the unsheathed Shoryu Sword at his waist.
The wind and snow between heaven and earth suddenly became silent, and the eight poisonous substances that swept away like extreme shadows suddenly burst into blood, and their energy was completely destroyed.
Those eight poisonous creatures were originally their brothers and sisters, but they unexpectedly turned into this appearance. His direct disciple Zhang Qian lost his mind and murmured: "What... exactly is going on?"
Balian stood up and used the sword in his hand to open the white cloth again. He observed it for a moment, then suddenly raised the sword and stabbed open it, and actually broke open a corpse again.
Amidst the vigilant exclamations, no poisonous substance was seen crawling out of the corpse.
"It's empty." Even when he saw such a cruel thing, the sword in his hand was still very steady, and his eyes were lowered and he looked at the corpses quietly.
The participants felt chills in their hearts.
Isn't it empty?
When the sword was stabbed, the inside was empty, and all the internal organs were missing.
Even the bones were completely melted, like a balloon filled with gas.
Apparently everything inside had been eaten.
Seeing this, the group of participants standing on the top of the mountain realized how lucky they were.
Chaoge Sword Shen Xuan said in a deep voice: "Not only the outside test takers, but also my Tianxi inner disciples are in trouble. Today's situation is so cleverly planned that it is difficult for anyone to notice."
But Bai Lian said: "It's not a matter of cleverness or cleverness, but this method is indeed ruthless."
With one stroke of his sword, he lifted off all the white cloth covering the corpse, and tapped the bloody hole at the heart of the corpse with the tip of his sword.
"Being able to eat your body like this is obviously not something that can be accomplished in a day. Within the Tianxi Sword Sect, it would be easy to say that it would be difficult to detect a person's attack.
But so many victims appeared in an instant, and it was only after death that it became clear that these people had been infested with poisonous insects before they went up the mountain."
Qi Liancheng felt ridiculous: "Are you saying that these people don't know pain? What kind of poisonous insect can eat people up without even noticing it and the host can't notice it."
Baili Jing glanced at him quietly and said nothing.
Ji Pei sighed softly and said, "It's Yao's Gu insect."
"Yao Jiang Gu insect?" Ye Qingzhou looked puzzled and said hurriedly: "Sixth Junior Brother knows the origin of this batch of poisons."
Ji Pei said: "These ghosts are probably here for the Chi dragon that was suppressed in the Changqing Pavilion. Two hundred years ago, I came from southern Xinjiang for training. There was a miasma of hundreds of insects in the mountains. The local residents regarded Chi as a god and often used
Gu insects refine people and sacrifice them to chi dragons for food.
Later, Chilong became an insect-eater and grew into an adult. It attacked the southern Xinjiang and ate the tens of thousands of Miao Xinjiang Gu masters alive. From then on, it occupied the mountains in the southern Xinjiang. All the poisonous snakes in the mountains were driven by it and brought disaster to all directions.
A monk is like a mountain, but his bones are gone."
Ye Qingzhou clicked his tongue in surprise and said: "This is really a big poisonous dragon that has caused a lot of harm. The sect leader also did not get rid of this kind of thing and then quickly, but instead suppressed it under the Evergreen Pavilion, in this old mountain poisonous pool How can the poison that has been soaked out be corrected?"
Ye Qingzhou, who accidentally said what was in his heart, suddenly realized that what he blurted out actually made up the sect leader.
He hurriedly covered his mouth to silence and glanced at his sect master with a scornful expression.
Sword Master Yu didn't have time to deal with the calculation. His eyes were filled with a bottomless black color, and he looked at Ji Pei expressionlessly: "Go on."
Ji Pei's thoughts were dark and unclear: "This is why I asked Ye Yichuan to go to the Changqing Pavilion every day to take a bowl of blood from the dragon's spine, and then use autumn tears to condense the frost to purify its poison, and then spread it into the Everlasting Mountains in the south. , The blood nourishes the immortal mountain, and the south controls the east. The insects in the mountain cannot cause trouble."
Shen Zhan muttered: "Everyone in the world knows that Tianxi controls Chi in the south, but they don't know that the Changqing Pavilion, where the disciples study and practice, is the real place where dragons are hidden. But tonight, the whereabouts of these poisons are clear, and it is obvious that Chi has been known for a long time. Where is the dragon body hiding?"
Ji Pei's expression was solemn: "If I guessed correctly, the Gu cultivators who should have been killed by Chi's mouth two hundred years ago are still alive, so they drove the Gu away.
If poison is allowed to enter the Evergreen Pavilion and the chi dragon eats the poison and rises, I'm afraid there will be another big chaos."
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly and said: "A mere Gu cultivator would not have the guts to release Gu to eat people in my Central Plains."
After hearing this, everyone understood that someone from the Demon Sect must be behind this.
Dare to stir up trouble in the Tianxi Sword Sect's disciple selection test, this Demon Sect must be well prepared for this time.
Yue Nu glanced at Sword Master Yu's face and said warmly: "Sect Master, will the disciple election competition be delayed for a while?"
There are less than fifty people who have climbed to the top of the mountain, and since these fifty people can pass the nine-level pass, their status as inner disciples is definitely confirmed.
But above the inner disciples, there are direct disciples, and above the direct disciples there is the empty position of the Thirteenth Sword Master.
The Yuanli Sword cannot be lost for a long time. The purpose of opening the mountain gate this time is to select talents.
According to the regulations of previous years, three days later, the Tianshan Sword Tomb will be opened by the Tianxi Sword Master, and then this group of new young disciples will enter the Tianshan Mountain.
If you can resist the fierce spirit in the underground sword tomb and find a natal sword of your own in the mountains, the better the quality of the sword, the more likely you are to become the master of the Thirteen Swords or the seven elders. His direct disciple.
If he performs even more outstandingly and can resonate with Yuanli Sword Soul, it will be the supreme opportunity and honor. He will be trained as the heir to the Thirteen Swords Master, and his future achievements will be even greater than those of Elder Fengjian.
Upon hearing this, the participants immediately became anxious.
They had traveled thousands of miles to get here and climbed to the top of the mountain after going through all kinds of difficulties. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was a rare opportunity. If those damn Demon Sect disciples were to interfere with it, it would really disgrace the scenery.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the Tianxi Sword Master was never a timid person. He stood with his hands behind his back and said quietly: "Three days later, the Tianshan Sword Tomb will be opened as usual."
Hearing this, the participants all breathed a sigh of relief.
There are countless poisons mixed into the mountains, and the methods used by the Demon Sect disciples are naturally far more than that.
Under the orders of Sword Master Yu, Shanhe Sword Princess Pei, Chaoge Sword Shen Xuan, and Fengyi Sword Shen Zhan were ordered to guard the Changqing Pavilion in the east corner to help Second Master Ba Qing.
And Ye Yichuan was also ordered by the sword master to take three hundred bowls of unpurified Chi blood tonight.
He handed it over to his three hundred "Qilei" disciples, each holding a bowl, and spread this blood in various spiritual vein springs in the Everlasting Mountain, attracting the poisonous insects hidden in the mountain and the poisonous cultivators behind them to the Everlasting Mountain, forcing them to Show up.
Balian finally gave a kind reminder: "The casual cultivator raising snakes at the foot of the mountain should also check it out."
Jing Kuang smiled slightly and said: "As early as the moment he entered the mountain, some disciples of the sect captured him, and he is currently being held in a secret cell for interrogation."
Balian smiled knowingly, it seemed that the people in the Tianxi Sword Sect were very thoughtful.
The wind and snow on the top of the mountain got louder and louder, so Zhang Qian led the dozens of new disciples who had just entered the mountain to stay in Jingluan Pavilion temporarily.
"You come with me." After everything was over, Sword Master Yu glanced at Bai Lian, said a few words, and turned around to leave.
Balian followed closely.
Pushing the door into the solemn verandah, the dark hall lights up one after another according to the steps of Sword Master Yu.
He crossed the jade table in the main hall of the study, sat on the floor, threw a futon to Bai Lian, took off the Shenglong Sword from his waist, and placed it on his knees.
This man has a sharp outline, his back is straight and broad, and his eyes are sweeping, like a casual king, with an unparalleled coldness and coldness.
Balian looked at the flame-treading unicorn hot-stamped on the chest of his black robe. It was as bright red as blood, and the color was so intense that it seemed to burn people's eyes.
He stood quietly for a moment. There was no wine or tea in the Qingnan Hall, only a cup of incense and two bookshelves.
Balian finally sat down on the futon, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the outline of the purple-gold lacquered coffin within the landscape and flower screen.
He was shocked!
The purple gold coffin, which had been shattered into pieces in the underground city, now appeared in the quiet room of the Tianxi Sword Master.
"It seems that you have also been to the underground city and were lucky enough to save a life."
Sword Master Yu's voice was cold: "A month ago, a secret letter was supposed to be sent to me for this case, but it was intercepted privately by Princess Qin. I was also responsible for the auction of this coffin in the underground city three days ago. Only then did I know.”
Balian glanced at the coffin calmly.
The cold palace and the ancient coffin have a particularly sad and grim scene.
He said quietly: "The eldest princess is very capable."
She actually had the ability to repair the purple gold coffin that had been shattered into thousands of pieces, and even sent it to the Tianxi Sword Sect.
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly and said, "You came to me just to talk about these nonsense?"
Balian's expression was calm, but the fingers on his knees were curled up, still revealing a trace of his nervousness.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the cigarettes curling up on the table. For a moment, he was tired of trying to deal with things, and he actually said astonishingly:
"Master Baili, is the person lying in the coffin your son?"
There was a loud bang, and red thunder exploded through the air!
The world instantly darkened, and the terrifying lingering sound made thousands of candlelights sway wildly.
Sword Master Yu's face was cold and almost terrifying, and the undercurrent was ferociously moving, swirling, and turning in his eyes.
He was wearing a black and red sword robe that was swaying in the wind, like a unicorn angrily trampling across the sea, and an intimidating force came over him like a mountain.
Sword Master Yu looked at the young man in front of him with an indifferent expression, as if he were looking at an ant seeking death.
Balian always lowered his eyes, his pale face shimmering with light, as if it would break into pieces if touched, as if he was unaware of the monstrous murderous intent.
He raised his head and asked again: "Really?"
With murderous intent swirling around him, Sword Master Yu opened his thin lips lightly, and finally uttered two words coldly: "No."
Baili'an's upright sitting posture swayed slightly with the flickering lights. There was no emotional flaw on his face, and he asked again: "Master Baili, would you...want to see him?"
Sword Master Yu has already answered his first question, so the second question has no hypothetical meaning.
However, in the long silence, he slowly opened his mouth, his tone firm and unwavering: "No."
Balian's curled fingers loosened little by little. When Sword Master Yu said these two words, he didn't feel any proper warmth in his eyes.
Yes, originally there was life and death between them.
How can a dead person feel the temperature of a living person?
"Thank you, Lord Sword Master, for clarifying my doubts." Balian smiled faintly. Those clean eyes were no longer beautiful in black and white, but seemed to have a different kind of coldness and calmness through the mist.
"Tonight, there will be many interruptions." Balian took out a black sachet embroidered with gold and silver from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and prepared to get up and leave.
Sword Master Yu didn't notice the subtle change in Balian's address. He glanced at the things on the table and said, "What is this?"
Balian smiled and said: "It's a greeting gift for the first time, right? If the sword master doesn't like it, just throw it away."
Sword Master Yu looked at the young man's leaving figure expressionlessly. He snorted coldly, picked out a handkerchief from his arms, wrapped the sachet on the table through the handkerchief, and threw it away without even looking at it.
Burned in the fumigator.
After leaving the Qingnan Hall, Xiaoluer, who was waiting quietly outside the hall door, was about to say "yo yo" twice as usual.
She raised her eyes and saw Bailian's face. She suddenly realized something and became very quiet. She quietly rubbed her little head against his palm.
Bailian smiled at Xiao Lu'er, rubbed her little head, and asked: "Is the fruit wine Sister Yue Nv gave Lu'er tonight delicious?"
Xiaoluer nodded.
Balian leaned down, sniffed Xiaolu'er's lips gently, and said, "Xiaolu'er smells so good, and the whole body is filled with the sweet fragrance of the fruit."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Master... wants Lu'er... to go to... sister's place to ask for some fruit wine... to drink deliciously?" The little deer has been incarnate for many days.
Er is no longer the little demon who couldn't understand human language. She can talk, but she's not good at it.
With this stumbling little appearance, he and Lin Guiyuan became a family member.
Balian nodded and smiled: "Yeah."
Xiao Lu'er didn't say much, he just stood up on his tiptoes, rubbed Balian's neck with his tender and tender face, and said obediently: "Then master, please hurry up and pick up Lu'er."
"good."
The little deer jumped away after getting the promise.
Bai Lian raised his head and glanced at the incomplete Gou Yue, which was deserted and illuminated, leaving the lonely palace in the cold.
In the hazy night snow, his eyes dimmed little by little.
To this day, after I got those four-word answer, the past I was persistently searching for seems so insignificant.
no……
Won't……
Baili An felt empty in her heart, her clothes were covered with frost and flowers. When she raised her eyes, she looked at the vast expanse of snow-capped mountains. She looked a little confused, like a child who didn't know where to go.
Perhaps, it is really time to abandon those things that no longer belong to him.
…
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It's night, cold and quiet.
The wind carries the flowers, the snow washes away the mountain dust, and the clouds stand on the top of the mountain, breaking through three thousand obstacles with one sword.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she walked with her sword in hand. Her white soft boots stepped on the carcasses of poisonous insects as she passed by. Her black and red sword dress was like a butterfly chasing through the snow-capped mountains at night.
Suddenly, the Gu insect corpse at her feet in front of her that should have been killed by the sword energy trembled.
The extremely subtle changes could not escape Yun Rong's eyes.
She swung her sword out, and the energy in her body was endless. The sword energy seemed to collapse and release like an endless snowy mountain.
The almost perfectly hidden Qi under his feet suddenly condensed, as if he felt a huge pressure, and the piled up Gu worms suddenly burst and exploded.
Yun Rong is not a woman who cherishes skin and beauty in the world, but she is not affected by the blood and venom splashing in her face.
The snow-washing sword in her hand was pushed out steadily like a mountain, and then cracks spread all over the ground like spider webs, and the white sword energy irrigated from the three-foot green edge in her hand.
The thick snow on the mountain forest floor trembled into the cracks in the ground, and then purple thunder suddenly appeared, reflecting the sword like a thunder snake!
Ding!
There was a sharp and piercing sound, and the long sword in Yun Rong's hand was like hitting a big bell, unable to advance an inch.
The current was not affected by the sword energy of Xue Xue Sword at all, and spread rapidly.
Yun Rong was not in a hurry, she sheathed the sword smoothly, and her palms were loose and congealed to form the sword fingers.
A slender jade finger gently tapped from the end of the sword's hilt, and the snow-washing sword penetrated a few inches into the earth. At the same time, the earth trembled endlessly, and blood burst out from the cracks.
Yun Rong made a sword gesture with his hand, and as if from a distance from Rong Xiaosha, the snow-washing sword rose up from the ground, overturning the solid ground by several feet.
Amidst the splashing of stones and thick sand, a man wearing thick purple armor and tightly wrapped was lifted out by Yun Rong with a sword in an extremely domineering manner.
The snow-washing sword flew around and returned to Yun Rong's hand. She took a step forward, and the blade was about to lift the mask on the man's face.
Unexpectedly, knowing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the man roared angrily, clenched a fist in the flash of lightning, and smashed his head hard with his backhand.
The face armor was completely shattered, and the head exploded into plasma foam. It was difficult to see clearly what kind of face was underneath the armor.
Yun Rong was not frightened by such a crazy act of suicide. She looked calm and lightly touched the blood flowing from the man's body with the tip of her sword, and it dripped on the Tianxi sword stone she carried with her.
The blood entered the stone and soon emitted a bright light.
Yun Rong thought thoughtfully: "Sure enough, he is my disciple of Tianxi."
She shook her head, whether she was disappointed or angry.
The snow-washing sword passed sharply across the heavy armor, sparking a bright sword fire and burning the corpses of the fellow disciples behind him as well as the poisonous corpses and insect corpses all over the ground.