Gui Li looked in the dark and saw that the old man had a thin face and was dressed in a gray robe. He was simple and plain, and his manners were calm. There was nothing outstanding about him. If he were walking on the streets of an ordinary town, I'm afraid no one would be able to do it.
I recognized that this person was a cultivator.
But looking at the expressions of the two people following him, not to mention Yan Hong, even Li Xun, who had always been arrogant, seemed to have great respect for this ordinary old man, and did not dare to show any slightness in their expressions and actions.
When the old man asked, Li Xun hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Uncle Mingjian, it was actually the leaders of the fish-men barbarians who died unexpectedly, so these monsters became crazy, and then..."
At this time, the three of them just walked down the Xuanhuo Altar. The old man in gray frowned and said calmly: "How did the leader of the fishmen die?"
Li Xun gave a wry smile and shook his head. Yan Hong said from the side: "Reporting to Uncle Master, the fishman clan leader met with Uncle Lu Shun at the 'Unnamed Ancient Temple' in Hegu Mountain in the north three days ago, and he has not left the ancient temple.
He was suddenly sniped by a master within a mile of the place."
The old man in gray clothes said "Huh", obviously a little surprised, and said: "Who is the murderer?"
Li Xun shook his head and said: "We have been investigating for several days, but we still don't have any clues." At this point, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then continued: "Originally, this matter should have been reported to Uncle Master, but the Valley Master thought of it.
Uncle Master has been guarding the important place of Xuanhuo Altar for nearly a hundred years and has long since stopped caring about worldly matters, so I don’t want to disturb Uncle Master.”
The old man in gray clothes smiled and said: "How could I not know about the kindness of the Valley Master? I think if these barbarians were not useful, and I still had some prestige when I conquered these barbarians, the Valley Master would not want to
Excuse me, this bad old man."
Li Xun smiled and was about to say something, but the old man in gray didn't seem to want to say anything more on this topic, so he changed his words and said: "Isn't Lu Shun also there at that time? He was not even a mile away. Could it be that he was also there?"
Can’t find the murderer? Even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would have dug it out.”
Hearing this, Li Xun couldn't help but look at Yan Hong beside him. Yan Hong hesitated for a moment and said softly: "I think the murderer was too cunning and highly skilled. He escaped immediately after succeeding in one blow, so even Master Lu
Even my uncle can’t catch this person.”
The old man in gray clothes snorted, but said nothing more this time, but there was a sense of disdain in his expression and voice, and he obviously looked down on the uncle Lu Shunlu mentioned by Li Xun and Yan Hong.
The three of them talked while walking. The distance of only three feet in the open space had been covered by less than half, and they were gradually getting further away from Gui Li. Gui Li slowly relaxed, but he still did not dare to relax. At this time, he only listened to the voice of the man in gray clothes.
The old man seemed to ask from a distance, because he was far away and his voice could not be heard clearly, but he could vaguely hear the old man in gray asking about the situation of the rebellious fish-men barbarians.
Li Xun responded from behind and said: "The situation has been stabilized now. Master Lu led a group of disciples to block the monsters at the entrance of the valley, and used magical powers to suppress the arrogance of the fish-men. Now the two sides are confronting each other.
Those fish people kept saying that they wanted to avenge their clan leader, but the Valley Master didn’t want to completely break up with the Southern Barbarians, so he sent us to invite Uncle Master..."
Just as he said this, suddenly, there was a sharp roar from the direction of the entrance of the valley in the distance, echoing far away, and the sound was extremely shrill. Everyone present was startled, and Li Xun said in surprise: "It seems to be at the entrance!"
Before they could react, the sounds of fighting and fighting arose again in a moment, and the roaring and roaring sounds were endless. The valley that had just fallen silent was once again enveloped by the sounds of fighting.
The faces of the three people changed greatly. The old man in gray snorted and waved his sleeves. His whole body suddenly turned into a gray light and rose into the sky, flying towards the entrance of the valley. Li Xun and Yan Hong also hurriedly followed.
After their figures completely disappeared in the night, Gui Li slowly walked out from under the Xuanhuo Altar, pondered for a moment, then turned around and looked towards the Xuanhuo Altar.
This huge building stands tall and majestic in front of us. Even a white jade stone pillar next to it looks so tall and majestic in the night, not to mention the red palaces and pavilions above it.
Not far ahead was the step that the old man in gray clothes, Li Xun, and Yan Hong had just walked down. Gui Li walked towards the step, and saw that all the steps were also made of the same strange red stone as the ones above.
The surrounding railings and stone slabs are seamlessly integrated.
Slowly stepping on it, Gui Li walked up. At this moment, the heat around him seemed to have increased a lot, as if what he was stepping on was not the kind of red stone, but a real burning flame.
The steps of the Xuanhuo Altar went up thirty-six steps, turned around, and continued to go up. Gui Li took a deep breath, with a cold face, and walked up slowly. The surrounding railings and stone walls were all plain and without any carvings.
Especially quaint.
At this moment, even the wind blowing in the night sky became extremely hot. Xiao Hui lay on Gui Li's shoulder, his eyes rolling around, looking around curiously.
Finally, after walking up a total of three floors and 108 steps, Gui Li came to the Xuanhuo Altar.
Although I had seen the scene here from a distance just now under the Xuanhuo Altar, I am now on the Xuanhuo Altar, standing in front of the tall hall that stands in the center of the Xuanhuo Altar, looking at the huge building a hundred times taller than myself.
, looking at the spire that pierced the sky like a sharp sword, Gui Li still couldn't help but feel insignificant.
Red stones of the same material were cut into huge stones of equal size, each one almost as tall as half a person, and they were piled up to form a magnificent palace. Walking closer, in the hot air, Gui Li
It is clear that these stones are connected so closely, and the gap in the middle looks like it cannot even insert a blade. It is really unimaginable how the ancestors of Fenxiang Valley built such a majestic palace.
He almost had an illusion. What was in front of him was not a palace at all, but a huge burning flame. And the flame was so huge that it seemed that it would soon overwhelm him and engulf his small self.
Gui Li took a deep breath, calmed down, suppressed the feeling of surprise in his heart, then turned his head and carefully checked the path into the Xuanhuo Altar Hall. He found it without much effort.
The entire tower-like altar didn't even have a window, and was completely surrounded by huge red stones. Only on the bottom floor, not far from him, was a door that was one foot high and six feet wide.
Gui Li walked over and soon discovered that although this door was painted with red paint, it was still different from the surrounding stone walls. It was a wooden door. I think so, if even the door to enter and exit is an extremely heavy stone door, it must be
It’s also very troublesome!
Gui Li stood in front of the door for a while, but did not open the door immediately. Instead, he turned around and looked behind.
The entire Xuanhuo Altar was completely silent except for the hot air.
"Squeak!"
The next moment, he opened the door.
At the entrance of Fenxiang Valley, there was already a river of blood. More than a hundred tall and strong barbarians with fish heads and human bodies were screaming and extremely angry. They were holding all kinds of weird weapons, including guns, knives, swords and halberds.
The fight continued with the surrounding Fenxiang Valley disciples. Blood was flowing on the ground in the field, and stumps could be seen everywhere. Among the casualties were many disciples from Fenxiang Valley, but most of them were fishmen.
As for these stumps, I'm afraid they were all chopped off by those cruel murlocs.
However, although this scene is terrifying and the fish-men are extremely fierce, the situation is that the fish-men are gradually suppressed by the Fenxiang Valley side, and it seems that there is still room in Fenxiang Valley. Dozens of higher-level disciples are surrounding them.
Semicircular shape, press inward together.
It's just that these fish-men aliens are really fierce, and their bodies are very different from human beings. Even if a monk is hit by the sword light from the disciples of Fenxiang Valley, he will probably be injured, but for some reason these fish-men are extremely strong.
Everyone in Fenxiang Valley seemed to have received some order, leaving room for leeway. Except for the sword-light magic weapons of a few masters, other disciples' magic weapons hit their bodies. At most, the fish-men were beaten and flew away, and it was extremely difficult to see any blood.
However, first of all, everyone here in Fenxiang Valley has practiced Taoism for many years, and their Taoism is not shallow. With the power of magic weapons, they are still better than these barbarian fishmen; secondly, these fishmen are just strong and thick-skinned. Fenxiang Valley
The disciples advance and retreat in a well-established manner, flying up with their swords to attack from mid-air from time to time, which often gives the fishmen a huge headache, but they still gain the upper hand.
Among the disciples of Fenxiang Valley, there was an old man taking command. It was Lu Shun who Gui Li had met at the ancient temple on the barren mountain that day. At this moment, he could only see his brows furrowed, his face extremely ugly, and he was obviously very angry.
When the fight got fierce, there was a sudden scream, but one of the disciples from Fenxiang Valley was careless for a moment, and a flaw was exposed. A fishman used a weapon that looked like a hook and sickle to hook his feet, and he was dragged down from the air.
, and fell to the ground. In a moment, several murlocs around him swarmed towards him, their weapons flying wildly, and he died in an instant, and even his body was not intact.
In an instant, the disciples of Fenxiang Valley were in an uproar. Many of them could no longer control themselves. They tightened their hands, and the magical flying swords flying all over the sky roared loudly. They all started to attack. However, within a moment, screams started to sound again and again, and several fishmen were already killed.
The magic weapon can kill you alive.
It's just that these fish people are really fierce by nature. Instead of showing fear when they see these scenes of blood flying everywhere, they even rush into fights like crazy, showing no fear of death.
Lu Shun flew into the air with his sword and shouted loudly, but both the fishmen and the Fenxiang Valley disciples below were all furious. No one took his words to heart, and they saw a bigger massacre.
It's about to unfold.
At this moment, the night sky with the lone moon hanging high suddenly darkened. Lu Shun frowned and glanced at the sky, only to see a group of gray clouds sweeping in. Lu Shun's expression changed and he couldn't help but hum.
One sound.
The gray cloud came so fast. In the blink of an eye, it was flying in front of us, and its power was getting bigger and bigger. I could hear the wind whirling rapidly in mid-air, gradually turning into a tornado with a diameter of several feet, mixed with a sharp sound, "Woo!"
With a loud sound, it rushed down from the night sky.
Almost at the same time, all the surrounding flowers, plants and trees on the ground were blown outward by the strong wind, and sand and rocks flew away from the ground. The disciples of Fenxiang Valley and some fish-men with lower skills were even swept up by the strong wind and thrown out.
Everyone was shocked, and before they could react, the tornado wind had already fallen to the ground. Amidst the sharp wind, there was a loud "bang bang" sound. Dozens of fishmen seemed to be caught by giant hands, and they were all beaten away.
He got up, flew back, and fell heavily to the ground.
Those murlocs screamed, their voices were high-pitched and unpleasant, but they could be heard quite frightened. The strong wind continued to turn for a moment, separating all the murlocs and Fenxiang Valley disciples, and then slowly stopped. The sound of the wind slowly stopped.
Gradually it subsided and the huge wind gradually dispersed, revealing the figure of an old man in gray clothes.
All the disciples in Fenxiang Valley were startled, and then they all fell to the ground, saluted the old man together, and said respectfully: "Uncle Shangguan."
Lu Shun also slowly fell back to the ground at this moment, walked over, glanced at the old man in gray, and the blue veins on his face jumped, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Shangguan, how can you, a big shot like you, do such a small thing?
Alarmed?"
The old man in gray clothes glanced at him, smiled faintly, and said: "The Valley Master has an order, so I have to come."
Lu Shun's expression changed.
At this time, Li Xun and Yan Hong had also arrived and fell from the sky. Li Xun walked to Lu Shun, lowered his voice and said softly: "Master Lu, it was the master of the valley who ordered me to invite Master Shangguan here."
Lu Shun snorted, his expression even more ugly, but he didn't say anything more and turned his head.
The old man in gray didn't look at him. He turned around and looked at the blood-soaked ground in the field, and his face darkened.
At this time, all the fish-men gathered in one place, and their eyes fell on the old man in gray. But at this moment, they seemed to recognize the old man in gray. Somehow, these fish-men, who were not afraid of death, looked at this ordinary man in gray.
The old man was a little afraid, and for a moment he didn't dare to rush forward.
The old man in gray clothes looked back and said in a deep voice: "Where is Sun Tu?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man ran out from among the disciples of Fenxiang Valley. It was Sun Tu who went with Lu Shun that night and knew the barbarian language.
I saw him running to the side of the old man in gray, with a very respectful expression on his face, and said: "Disciple is here."
The old man in gray clothes glanced at him and saw that this man had a gray face. It seemed that he had suffered a lot in the fight just now because of his low moral character. However, he was lucky that he was not dead. After all, he could understand these barbarian languages.
There are not many people there.
The old man in gray immediately said: "Come here and translate their words to me."
Sun Tu responded carefully and stood aside.
The old man in gray clothes looked towards the fish man and said loudly: "I am Shangguan Ce, come out and speak alone."
There was a stir among the fish people over there. It was obvious that they understood Shangguan Ce's words. Moreover, the name seemed to have a magical power on them, which was very extraordinary. After a while, a tall fish man came out.
Shangguan Ce looked at him twice and said slowly: "Do you know me?"
The fish man hesitated for a moment and said "jijijijiji".
Sun Tu, who was next to him, immediately translated: "They know."
Shangguan Ce's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Why are you attacking my valley? Are you trying to deceive me that there is no one in Fenxiang Valley?"
The fish-man had an angry look on his face and started to speak "chichijijiji" in a loud and angry voice.
Sun Tu listened and translated: "He said: 'Our clan leader was killed when he met with your people, and you actually said that you couldn't find the murderer. It's obvious...it was clearly you who did it. Although our fish-men clan is not like you rival, but we must fight to the death to avenge the clan leader!'"
Shangguan Ce frowned, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes. He was a top figure in Fenxiang Valley, and his moral conduct was unfathomable. In a secret fierce battle with the barbarians in southern Xinjiang a hundred years ago, Shangguan Ce showed his power and frightened the barbarians. From then on, his reputation spread far and wide among the sixty-three foreign tribes of the Southern Barbarians. Today, the owner of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan, asked him, who had not been involved in worldly affairs for a long time, to come forward. This is the reason why.
Moreover, Shangguan Ce has lived in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and his understanding of these barbarians in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is unparalleled by others. He knows that this fish-man barbarian tribe alone is very vicious, and the death of the patriarch is even more important to them. This is an unprecedented shame and humiliation. It is really possible that the entire clan will die here at all costs.
If it were just this foreign race, Shangguan Ce would not take it seriously. It was just that the barbarians in southern Xinjiang fought with each other on the surface, but the internal relations were complicated. What's more, a peerless figure had appeared in the past hundred years, which was even more serious. If someone were to alarm him, That person is afraid that Fenxiang Valley’s century-old plan will be ruined in one day.
Thoughts were racing in his mind. Next to him, Li Xun saw Shangguan Ce lowering his head and thinking, so he whispered to Sun Tu: "Didn't I already control the situation when I left just now? There was a confrontation between the two sides, and the fishmen had no intention of taking action. They asked us Did the Valley Master come out to speak? Why did they start fighting again?"
Sun Tu made a bitter face and said with a wry smile: "We are also surprised! It was fine at first, although a little nervous, but neither of them had the intention to continue to fight. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden scream from the fishman, and a fishman on the edge didn't know why. He was actually killed, and those fishmen suddenly became red-eyed and rushed forward like crazy..."
Shangguan Ce heard this and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Did one of our people do it?"
Sun Tu was speechless for a moment, but Lu Shun next to him said coldly: "It was such a mess at that time, who knew?"
Shangguan Ce's face turned cold, and he suddenly raised his voice and said loudly to the disciples of Fenxiang Valley: "During the confrontation just now, did anyone kill the fishman?"
Everyone in Fenxiang Valley was silent. The disciples looked at me and I looked at you. For a long time, no one came forward to acknowledge it.
In the distance, there was a commotion among the fishmen, obviously angry.
Shangguan Ce frowned and suddenly said to the fish-man standing in front: "I'm going to see that man's body."
After that, he walked over without waiting for the fishman to reply.
The fish-man's expression changed, but looking at Shangguan Ce's expression, he finally turned around and led him to a corner next to the crowd, identified it, then pointed to a fish-man corpse and said "Chiji" A few sentences.
At this time, Lu Shun, Li Xun, Sun Tu and others also followed behind Shangguan Ce. Sun Tu whispered: "The one who died is this fish man."
Shangguan Ce stood next to the corpse and looked carefully. His face gradually turned ugly. After a while, he whispered to himself: "Awesome, awesome."
Li Xun stood behind him and looked at the corpse. He couldn't help but frown. He saw that the fish-man corpse still held a big knife in his hand, but the head on his neck was gone. Not far away There is a fish-man head everywhere, it seems to belong to him.
This fish-man was actually beheaded with one clean stroke.
Li Xun's eyes unexpectedly fell on the neck, and he saw that the wound was extremely smooth, and it was obvious that it had been fatally struck by an extremely sharp blade.
"Hey!" Suddenly, Lu Shun next to him whispered softly, walked up, squatted down and took a closer look at the fish-man corpse.
Shangguan Ce frowned and said, "What's wrong?"
Lu Shun looked at it for a while, then slowly stood up, but his face was already very ugly, and he said solemnly: "This wound is exactly the same as the wound left by the murderer when he sniped the fishman clan leader. The wound is flat and the muscles are not distorted at all, but
The deep veins are slightly lavender for some reason.”
Everyone was shocked and quickly took a closer look, and it turned out to be exactly what Lu Shun said.
Shangguan Ce was shocked in his heart, turned around suddenly, his eyes were shining brightly, and said: "The murderer is right here!"
Shangguan Ce's gaze was as sharp as a knife. The originally ordinary old man suddenly seemed to have an irresistible edge all over his body. He slowly looked at everyone around him, but no one dared to look directly at him.
look.
There was sudden silence in the field, except for the night wind blowing from nowhere, rustling the branches.