Linghu Zanghun stroked the original "half of the Blood Demon Book" with his hand.
I don’t know how many people died because of this book.
I don’t know how many people went crazy because of this book.
Now, he has been ruined by this "half of the Blood Demon Book" again.
The Qin and Tang Dynasties were also ruined by this book.
He and Qin Tang were both very smart people. They knew that practicing this book would have unforeseeable and terrible consequences, but why did they still practice this "half of the Blood Demon Book" regardless of the consequences like moths rushing to the flame?
As Monk Feiyun said, he is too greedy.
The smarter the person, the more greedy he is.
The smarter a person is, the stupider things they do.
He and Qin Tang, a smart man, are both too greedy. They both want to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and defeat invincible opponents in the world.
This "half book of the Blood Demon" is a unique book, but it is not the "Book of Disaster" that the Blood Demon left in troubled times.
Linghu Zanghun recited the last two sentences of those four sentences: "There is no longer me in the world, but I am still in the world."
Before, he didn't understand these two sentences very thoroughly.
Now, he really understands everything very well.
Although the Blood Demon is dead, he is not dead either.
He is like a ghost wandering between heaven and earth.
The place where his ghost passed was death, blood, madness, greed...
This "half of the Blood Demon Book" is his lingering ghost.
Linghu Zanghun jumped up to the tree again.
Because when he climbed up the tree just now, he accidentally saw the setting sun on two hump-like peaks in the distance.
This scene was all too familiar to him.
This is exactly the scene on the cover page of "Half of the Blood Demon Book".
Linghu Zanghun looked in that direction, and the setting sun was still setting between the two peaks.
Linghu Zanghun looked at the picture on the sheepskin, and then at the setting sun in the twin peaks. Then he turned back and looked at the direction of the sunset's projection.
Linghu Zanghun suddenly seemed to have some realization.
His body rose into the air and flew in that direction.
Linghu Zanghun was so fast that his feet did not touch the ground, his beast cloak spread out like wings, and he was gliding in that direction like a big bird. He seemed to be racing against the setting sun.
Linghu Zanghun rushed to the place where the setting sun reflected it, and there was an ice waterfall.
This ice waterfall is like a huge silver screen hanging in front of the mountain. The ice bars are of different sizes, stacked on top of each other like silver cones hanging. The remaining blood reflects on this spectacular ice waterfall, overflowing with red light, making it even more magnificent and majestic.
Lin Yi and the others had previously been hiding in the ice abyss wall cave behind the ice waterfall.
At this moment, the setting sun was like a burning fireball, falling behind the two mountain peaks.
The gleaming ice waterfall was suddenly swallowed up by darkness.
Linghu Zanghun made a fire break and arrived behind the ice waterfall.
Then he saw the bottomless ice abyss.
Linghu Zanghun felt excited.
Because there is an ice abyss drawn on the last page of the parchment.
Linghu Zanghun didn't notice that there was a hole in the ice wall.
When Lin Yi and the others left, Lin Yi was worried that the cave would be discovered by others, so he used the ice plate to block the entrance of the cave to disguise it. He also inserted the snow-removing sword into the gap to melt the ice on the edge, and the ice disk and the surroundings of the cave entrance were fused together.
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It is difficult to tell that there is a hole in the ice abyss wall.
It's hard to see even in the daytime. At this moment, Linghu Zanghun only made a fire seal. The light of the fire seal was also limited, and there was no sign of anything strange on the ice wall.
Linghu Zanghun was more concerned about the bottom of the abyss.
He felt that there must be a secret hidden in this place of ice abyss.
The secret about the Blood Demon.
Of course, it was pitch black down below, and it was hard for him to see anything clearly.
Linghu Zanghun split off a piece of ice stone and threw it towards the abyss.
After a while, Linghu Zanghun heard the sound of ice stones falling to the ground.
This ice abyss is really deep.
If it were anyone else, it would be dark, and you would be alone with no one to help you. Even if you wanted to go and find out, you would wait until dawn. You have to be prepared anyway.
But our Zao King's behavior is so different. He extinguished the fire first, and then jumped into the ice abyss without thinking. In the darkness, Linghu Zanghun's body continued to fall, falling into the bottomless abyss...
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Just when Linghu Zanghun jumped into the abyss, Lin Yi and the four others were walking towards the outside of Kunlun Mountain.
Fang Qingyun pointed out a shortcut to Lin Yi, and it was very hidden.
But this road is even more rugged and difficult to navigate. Some sections of the road are actually roadless at all and are filled with sharp rocks.
This was no problem for Lin Yi, but Mr. Gong found it difficult to move forward.
So Lin Yi, who was carrying Fang Qingyun on his back, simply hugged Mr. Gong and flew through the rugged mountains. Although Lin Yi was carrying someone on his back and holding someone in his arms, the black-faced man tried his best to use Qinggong, but it was difficult to keep up with Lin Yi.
Yi. Lin Yi had to stop and wait for him from time to time.
This black-faced man really gained a lot of experience during this trip.
He is a military attache in the imperial court and has little contact with the martial arts. When it comes to martial arts knowledge, he is considered a frog in the well. The martial arts of the people he met today are all extraordinary, which makes him speechless.
Compared with these martial arts masters, there is a huge gap between him and them.
But how did he know that today he met all the top masters in the world.
On the way, Fang Qingyun asked Lin Yi about Ying'er. Lin Yi told Fang Qingyun truthfully about Ying'er's injury and how he carried him to the Kunlun Mountains in time.
Fang Qingyun said: "My eagle is very smart. If it doesn't die, it will definitely find a way to find me. If it dies, then I will definitely find a way to find it..."
But Fang Qingyun knew in his heart that his Yinger was most likely dead.
That eagle was the one he met in the mountains eighteen years ago.
At that time, it was still a young eagle. It was injured and landed on a mountain peak, whining loudly.
Fang Qingyun saw that it was pitiful, so he took the eagle back to raise and train it.
Ying'er and Tiansheng have been by his side for so many years.
Today, both Tiansheng and Ying'er died.
Fang Qingyun felt sad again.
Lin Yi was secretly guessing about Mr. Gong's background.
So he decided to try it.
On a section of the road, Lin Yi deliberately speeded up, leaving the black-faced man behind again. Then Lin Yi put Mr. Gong down, and Lin Yi pretended to gasp and said: "Mr. Gong, I'm tired, take a rest for a while. By the way, wait a minute.
Your friend."
Mr. Gong stood on a flat boulder, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the night view of Kunlun Mountain.
At this time, Lin Yi suddenly muttered to himself as if unintentionally.
"There is no sheep in the North Palace..."
Intoxicated by the night view of Kunlun Mountain, Palace Xianxian was about to recite a poem to express his feelings. When he heard Lin Yi's cry, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the big rock.
He staggered twice and then stood still.
Lin Yi said: "What's wrong with Mr. Gong?"
Mr. Gong said: "Nothing happened. The night view of Kunlun Mountain is astonishingly beautiful. It's simply... too beautiful to behold. So I was so surprised that I forgot about everything and couldn't stand still..."
It’s a shame he could make it up.
Lin Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Mr. Gong continued to watch the night view of Kunlun, but he was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.
He couldn't help but ask Lin Yi: "You just said there are no sheep in the North Palace. What do you mean? Is there a North Palace in Kunlun Mountain? There are no sheep in the North Palace. If there are no sheep, what's the point..."
After hearing this, even Fang Qingyun laughed dumbly.
"Mr. Gong is really good at joking." Lin Yi said with a smile: "Actually, Bei Gong Wuyang is the younger brother of a friend of mine. That friend of mine is Qu Wuhui, a famous hand in Yancheng. Bei Gong Wuyang's medical skills are better than Qu Wuhui's.
Ten times, I just thought that Mr. Gong’s medical skills should be as good as Bei Gong Wuyang’s. I thought about it in my heart and couldn’t help but say it out of my mouth. "
Mr. Gong said: "Oh..."
Lin Yi said: "Sir, he is also a master of Xinglin. Do you recognize Qu Wuhui and Beigong Wuyang?"