"There is no way to go to heaven, and there is no way to hell. You will throw yourself into it. You, the traitor of the Demon Sect who caused trouble in Qingcheng, did you fall into the hands of me? You ate the Yin-Yang Mirror, the Glazed Vase and the Donghuang Bell. Attack, I think you have an evil star shining on your head today, and you will not be able to escape your fate!" Suddenly, the clouds rolled in front, revealing a tunnel with a diagonal thorn, and there was another row of carvings on the ground covered by the innate turbidity. The copper brick path appeared, intersecting with the copper brick winding path extending from Yu He's feet, forming the appearance of a crossroads. A tall and thin Taoist priest wearing a green robe and a blue belt, wearing a Hunyuan Taoist scarf on his head, carrying a three-foot pine pattern magic sword, and a Qingcheng Immortal Sect talisman hanging on his waist, stopped in front of Yu He with a sinister smile. This man¡¯s face was flushed, and veins were bulging on his forehead, but his expression showed an expression of ecstasy that could not be concealed. Apparently he had inhaled a lot of congenital turbid air into his body and made great progress in his Taoist practice. However, he did not realize that his mind had been confused by original evil thoughts, and the seven emotions of love, hate, joy, anger, anger, greed, and delusion were stirring in his heart. He pulled out the magic sword from its sheath, shook his hand and held a sword flower, pointed the sword edge with green light at Yu He's throat and said: "You wanton and shameless devil, I have already guessed that you are coming to my Qing Dynasty." The Chengxian Sect must have bad intentions. What kind of hypocrite is it that a big man hangs out with dozens of beauties day and night? It's ridiculous that Dong Daqi and others are fooled by lard. Eye, you are still praising you as a true cultivator. I think some of them have been filled with confusion by you a long time ago, and they have fallen into the devil's path without knowing it. Today, you are considered to be retribution for all your evil deeds, and you have fallen into a small state. In my hands, you deserve it!" Yu He looked at the man in front of him in astonishment. He really didn't expect that in this unknown place full of dangers, the first person he met would draw a sword against him, and this person happened to be a Qingcheng monk he knew well. ?????????????? This journey was based on intuition, Yu He didn¡¯t know whether he was going in the right direction, but the more he rushed forward, the more obvious the noise became. After walking seventy or eighty feet, Yu He stopped for a moment and listened carefully. He was finally able to distinguish some of the sounds. They were people shouting, roaring, wailing, and metal and iron clashing. There were loud sounds and dull thunder, as if many people were fighting to the death in the distance, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark. After walking forward for about ten feet, the breeze blowing in my face seemed to carry the faint smell of blood. When I looked down at the carved copper bricks under my feet, there were also a few spots of fresh blood printed on them, which was disappointing. Palpitations. In the surrounding turbid air, there were bright lights flickering frequently, and there were even a few faint shadows flashing past in the turbid air. Unfortunately, through the thick gray clouds, Yu He could not see clearly what was happening around him or who was fighting. Although he really wanted to chase those shadows, he was worried that all of them were just illusions born from the maze of innate turbid energy. If he couldn't help but pursue them, he might sink deeper and deeper into the maze, and eventually be completely lost. , fell into the door of death and will never recover. Although Yu He did not dare to change direction and just ran forward, he was still secretly glad. There are various signs that he has probably chosen the right direction and is heading towards a place with a lot of people. There were almost 20,000 monks from the Taoist and Demonic sects who fell from Chaoyang Peak. If they kept going like this, as long as they could meet a few of them face to face, they might be able to find out the whereabouts of their junior sister. But I finally bumped into someone, and he was a disciple of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect. However, this person was not Chu Xuanying, Dong Daqi and other Qingcheng monks who had a close relationship with Yu He, but a person who was a member of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect. In Mingdong Tianli, the relationship with Yu He was average, and it could even be said that there were some people who were celebrating. This Qingcheng disciple, whose surname is Zhan and whose name is Dajian, is the same generation as Dong Daqi and an outstanding elite disciple among the Qingcheng Immortal Sect¡¯s senior generation. It is said that Zhan Dajian was also a frequent guest of Yu He. He was not a bad person, but because he lived in Qingcheng all year round, he was not very knowledgeable about the world and was often a bit arrogant and domineering. In the early years, he sat down to discuss the art of swordsmanship several times, and Yu He's words were full of enthusiasm, and all the cultivators were convinced by his words. Zhan Dajian was the only one who was unconvinced. He secretly tried several times to try Yu He's true sword skills, but he failed. Yu He dealt with it hastily and never really tried to draw his sword with him. About nine years ago, Zhan Dajian went out to practice in the mountains, but when he came back with an accidental injury, he was met by a female disciple of Xuanzhen Temple lying in the wilderness, covered in blood and unconscious. His daughter's home Being kind-hearted, he carried the corpse-like Zhan Dajian back to Wulonggou to take good care of him. After resting for two months, Zhan Dajian recovered as before, but he had a deep love for the female disciple of Xuanzhen Temple who rescued him. After that, he stayed in Xuanzhen Temple day and night, insisting that the female disciple marry him. Enlightenment couple. Yu He originally thought that this was a good thing and that he intended to match her up, but Ning Qingling asked the female disciple what she was thinking and learned that Luo Hua was ruthless and Zhan Dajian was just wishful thinking. When Yu He learned about this, he felt regretful and took Zhan Dajian to drink to relieve his sorrow that night. Who knew that after this man got so drunk, he actuallyRan went crazy and broke into the backyard of Xuanzhen Temple to force the female disciple to marry him. Yu He was afraid that Zhan Dajian would hurt others after drinking, so he took over Zhan Dajian's sword. Junior sister Xiao Ning heard the news and came out to persuade him, but he was scolded by him. Thinking of his drunkenness and being frustrated and heartbroken, Yu He and Ning Qingling were both reluctant to get angry, so they just tried to persuade him from the sidelines. At that time, Zhan Dajian seemed to have lost his mind and gone crazy. He was yelling and fighting in Xuanzhen Temple, and he almost risked his life with Yu He on the spot. Later, thanks to several high-ranking officials from Qingcheng Xianzong's Xuanzi family who heard the news, they rushed to the scene. After a half night of fussing, the drunkard was escorted back to Yuanming Cave. The teachers of the Xuan generation were disgraced, and it was inevitable that they would be punished. Yu He heard that Zhan Dajian was beaten with a hundred sticks after he sobered up. Feeling deeply guilty, he went to visit him with gifts, but he came back with a rejection. Zhan Dajian himself felt that this matter was purely framed by Yu He. If he hadn't given him strong drinks, this scandal would never have happened. Since then, this Qingcheng disciple has never been to Xuanzhen Temple again. Even if he met Yu He by chance in the mountains, he always looked at him coldly and looked like a stranger, without even saying hello. Yu He later asked Dong Daqi and others to intercede in front of Zhan Dajian, but Dong Daqi and others did not take him seriously. After all, you are a fair lady, and a gentleman is always greedy for what you want. You are tossing and turning about what you want, and you go to the door to throw away your daughter when she has no intention of doing so. This is a despicable act in the first place. You are not ashamed of yourself, but how can you take it out on others? Besides, the young people practicing in the mountains are all good at drinking from the cup. Which of these senior Qingcheng disciples has never been beaten with a imperial cane for being drunk and causing trouble? Therefore, Zhan Dajian was sulking alone there, and the other brothers and sisters of his generation didn't take it seriously at all. This matter is due to the fact that Zhan Dajian has a very high self-esteem and cherishes face very much. He thinks that he is a true disciple of the majestic Qingcheng Immortal Sect, but he loves an outsider female cultivator. This is already a great condescension, but in the end he still To be rejected is a great shame and humiliation. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Finally, love turned into hatred, and he got into trouble. Yu He heard from Dong Daqi that every time Senior Brother Zhan mentioned the Xuan Zhen Guan people, his words were filled with sarcasm and ridicule. He often said that Yu He and the others were just hiding in the shadow of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect, begging for food, and one day they would destroy Xuan Zhen Guan. The true view was expelled from Qingcheng Mountain and so on. Although Yu He felt that these words were too harsh, he himself had experienced love disaster, so instead of being angry, he felt sympathy for Zhan Dajian, so he tried to rebuild relations with him again and again. Later, under the intentional arrangement of Master Dan Qing, the leader of Qingcheng, Zhan Dajian reluctantly had a drink with Yu He. Although the two did not settle their old grudges, their relationship with each other was much relaxed. In fact, this trivial matter is really not worth mentioning in the huge Qingcheng Immortal Sect. Dong Daqi and others, who are easy-going by nature, do not actually have a deep friendship with the arrogant Zhan Dajian. They still often go to Wulonggou Xuanzhen Temple to meet Yu He for drinks and sword discussions. Over time, these young disciples of the senior generation benefited a lot from Yu He, and their swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds, and gradually became the leaders among the senior generation, surpassing their senior brother Zhan Dajian. Later, Master Danqing sent his disciples of the big generation down the mountain. Dong Daqi and others accomplished several major events, and gradually became famous. The seven brothers were known as the "Seven Swords of Qingcheng" in the southwest, and they were very popular among the righteous monks of Yunnan and Shu. of admiration and respect. These juniors have become prominent and have become the flagship figures of the younger generation of Qingcheng Immortal Sect. Zhan Dajian feels increasingly depressed. From hearsay, he thought that Yu He secretly taught Dong Daqi and others some side tricks, which led to their current achievements. So Zhan Dajian was jealous and furious. In front of Master Dan Qing, the master of Qingcheng, he accused Dong Daqi and others of not practicing the true method of their sect, but being distracted by learning crooked tricks. It was so difficult to achieve great results. He pointed out that this was an unnecessary crime and asked the headmaster to punish him so that Dong Daqi and others could not go to Wulonggou Xuanzhen Temple to hang out again. "But Lord Danqing was too late to like the "Seven Swords of Qingcheng", and he also selfishly acquiesced to Yu He's secret training. How could he punish his disciples for no reason? As a result, Zhan Dajian sued him, but he was actually cheated on himself. The headmaster got angry on the spot and scolded Zhan Dajian for not wanting to make progress, being narrow-minded, and framed his fellow disciples. In the end, the person who had to face the wall and think about his fault was Zhan Dajian himself. So the relationship between Zhan Dajian and Yu He, which had finally eased slightly, deteriorated again. After three years of thinking in front of the wall in Xiangshui Cave in the back mountain, Zhan Dajian's temperament changed drastically. He completely learned to be patient and no longer arrogant. Instead, he wore a smiling face all day long. He even took the initiative to visit Yu He at Xuanzhen Temple with a bottle of wine. But Yu He was a little suspicious of this uninvited guest. He toasted with Zhan Dajian and took advantage of his drunkenness to secretly ask Zhan Dajian's true story. Of course Zhan Dajian tried his best to cover it up, but in the eyes of Yu He, who had experienced the ups and downs of the world, it was just a layer of window paper that could be broken with just one poke. ?????????????????????????????After the conversation, Yu He realized that Zhan Dajian was by no means enlightened, but had buried his resentment deeply. The true reason why he came to Xuanzhen Temple was not only to secretly learn swordsmanship, but also to find out what tricks Yu He had taught Dong Daqi, so that he could seize Yu He's leverage and expel the Xuanzhen Temple members from Qingcheng. After seeing through Zhan Dajian¡¯s thoughts, Yu He decided to retaliate with kindness. Not only did he not intentionally hide anything, but he was in a heart-to-heart relationship and talked about everything. In just a few years, Zhan Dajian also benefited a lot and his swordsmanship improved greatly. Unfortunately, the resentment in this man's heart was too deep and could not be completely resolved in a few years. Before Yi Tathagata left Chaoyang Peak, Dong Daqi and others went to Wulonggou Xuanzhen Temple to seek medicine. Zhan Dajian scoffed, saying that going to Xuanzhen Temple was just to get a few side dishes to go with wine, and that they had used heavenly materials and earthly treasures in vain. He took leave of absence and found an alchemy cultivator from Dian, and exchanged several magic weapons for a few common healing pills. But when he saw the various treasure pills that Ning Qingling had refined, and then compared them with the "miraculous elixirs" that he had sacrificed his own money to obtain, another unknown evil fire flew into his heart. All these grievances are amplified by the original evil thoughts hidden in the innate turbidity. At this time, Zhan Dajian sees Yu He as a heinous devil and his sworn enemy! When his Taoist cultivation was destroyed by the innate turbidity, he was followed by the belief of invincibility. It was as if a voice kept whispering in Zhan Dajian's ears, telling him that Yu He was seriously injured. He has no strength left in his body, and he is angered by the gods and humans. The sky and the earth are against Yu He. As long as he, Zhan Shaoxia, kills him with one sword, he can gain the great merit of slaying demons and protecting the Tao at his fingertips. "Today, I will clean up the gates of Qingcheng and kill you, this scourge for my colleagues in Kyushu! The devil will die!" Zhan Dajian used his left hand to hold the sword and pushed with his right hand, and the three-foot green edge turned into a little cold star. It stabbed straight through the air towards Yu He's throat. "Senior Brother Zhan" Yu He and Zhan Dajian met face to face. He only said three words before he saw the other party launching a killing move. He knew in his heart that this was the evil evil thought that filled this place and was secretly causing trouble. But in desperation, seeing that the flying sword was already stabbing him, Yu He had no choice but to retreat quickly to dodge. Zhan Dajian was determined to kill Yu He immediately. When his thrust failed, he took a deep breath, pointed with his fingers, and the sword light turned like a snake, and still rushed towards Yu He's neck and throat. Yu He finally bumped into a familiar person and had no intention of fighting. He just wanted to ask about the whereabouts of his junior sister. He jumped up and hid again, while moving his steps and changing positions, he shouted: "Senior Brother Zhan, please don't do anything. The innate turbidity here can mess up people's minds, and there are many dangers. We must restrain ourselves and understand our minds, and work together." , Only then can we find a chance of survival!" "Fart!" Zhan Dajian yelled, spittle flying from his mouth, "I am still trying to confuse people with my evil words when I am about to die, I really have not changed my evil nature! With my ears discerning the true nature and my heart being full of wonders, how could I have fallen into your trap?" As he spoke, his hands tightened, and the sword light showed thousands of real and imaginary sword shadows, like Like a shooting star chasing the moon, it clung to Yu He. Yu He saw that he was merciless when he attacked, and he wanted to kill people with every move. He knew that in just a few words, it would be impossible for Zhan Dajian to wake up and stop fighting. He also knew that there had always been lingering grudges between the two of them, and they were provoked again and again by original evil thoughts. Zhan Dajian was so angry that he was like a madman. He would not give up until he killed his enemy and let out the evil spirit in his chest. But Yu He didn't want to hurt Zhan Dajian's life, so he could only use the weird footwork he learned from the Sword Tomb on the West Peak of Luoxiao. His body was like catkins floating in the wind, dodging left and right, wandering in and out of the sword shadows in the sky. "Don't look at it, Zhan Dajian is just a senior disciple of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect, and he was confused by the original evil thoughts, and he seemed to be crazy, but he moved the sword without any ambiguity. The strength of the sword, the refinement of the sword's will, and the strictness of the law are almost comparable to those of the famous swordsmen in Kyushu. This is because the innate turbid energy can indeed make human beings advance by leaps and bounds. At this time, Zhan Dajian's cultivation level is already close to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Nine Transformations of the Returning Pill, and he is extremely handy in handling swords. Secondly, he has been a member of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect since he was a child and has practiced hard for more than a hundred years. In addition to his extraordinary qualifications and arrogance, he has done much more hard work secretly than other juniors. If it weren't for You Yu And secretly suggested that Dong Daqi and others could not keep up with Zhan Dajian even if they were trying to flatter him. Qingcheng Swordsmanship is a true inheritance from Lord Dao of Lingbao of the Shangqing Dynasty. It is said to be "a great collection of serious matters, examining the roots of heaven and earth, so as to eliminate the harm caused by heaven and earth's fear of harming the country, and bring peace to the world." Although it is not as good as the Shushan Immortal Sect's Dao Buddha. The essence of the two families is broad and profound, killing demons is like chopping melons and wood; it is not as beautiful as the swordsmanship of Penglai Xiandao, when used, it is like a goddess scattering flowers and falling flowers, making people dazzled and unable to resist. Fortunately, Qingcheng swordsmanship has been inherited from the original line, and the moves and moves are in line with the pure meaning. The execution is magnificent and majestic, with ancient and clumsy moves and awe-inspiring momentum. It has a posture of keeping the righteousness in the chest, leveling the world with the sword, and sweeping away the four directions. Zhan Dajian is deeply favoredCheng Zhenzhuan, the first glimpse of the Samadhi, there is indeed real talent and learning in the three-foot-long Qingfeng. Look at him making moves with the sword, seven points for attack and three points for defense. The ground is rooted under his feet, the heroic spirit on his head shines in the sky, the sleeves of his robe are fluttering like a fairy, the sword light is swaying vertically and horizontally, and he is marching towards the palace step by step, like a man. A great sage and good teacher guided the country, and there was an unstoppable aura of righteousness. Under his hands, all the exquisite sword moves in Qingcheng swordsmanship were displayed, such as "scissors", "cross plum blossom", "three lanterns", "dragon swinging its tail", "sesame blossom", etc., all of which were made by Taoists. Evolved from the principles of Wuji Tai Chi, Yin Yang, Five Elements, and Nine Palaces and Bagua, it is really a myriad of phenomena and wonderful. As he breathed in and out, the innate turbid air was continuously poured into Zhan Dajian's body, turning into hot torrents one after another, rolling through the meridians all over his body. Zhan Dajian felt that every time he took a breath and swung his sword, his Taoist cultivation level improved again. The true essence in his Guanyuan inner cauldron was like a molten gold and mercury soup, and the energy in his limbs and bones was full and inexhaustible. It¡¯s inexhaustible and he can squander it as much as he wants. After swinging seventy-seven forty-nine swords in a row, Zhan Dajian faintly realized that he was only the last half step away from the perfect state of returning the elixir. Less than an hour after he fell into this unknown place, he was already several times, even ten times stronger than when he first arrived at Chaoyang Peak. At this moment, even if he had a sword duel with those long-famous Qingcheng masters of the Xuan generation, he thought to himself that he could win, so why worry about not being able to kill Yu He with his sword? When he was full of ambition, Zhan Dajian couldn't help but feel heroic and wild in his mind, looking up to the sky and roaring. He suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the back of his head, opened his mouth and spit out two more rays of cold light. Three psychic magic swords formed a sword wheel of about ten feet in the air, which was radiating with cold light. It roared towards Yu He and strangled it in a flying way. This is when Zhan Dajian's Taoist cultivation skyrocketed. He divided a ray of spiritual thought into three strands, held three magic swords respectively, and created a Qingcheng Xiaosancai sword formation. After a fight like this, Yu He couldn't rely on footwork alone to protect himself. Qingcheng Immortal Sect¡¯s Xiaosancai Sword Formation is unparalleled in the world. The three flying swords focus on heaven, earth and man respectively, forming a self-contained Hunyuan Sword Wheel, integrating offense and defense. Zhan Dajian only relied on one person to set up the formation. The operation of the sword formation was entirely guided by his own mind. The three flying swords shuttled like lightning and slashed like wind. There was no sloppiness in the response to each other. Even if there were some minor flaws, they could still be relied upon. The sword light whirled extremely fast, completely covering up the past. At first, Yu He could still stroll around in the Pengtuo sword light, but after fighting with Yi Zhu Incense, Xiao Sancai's sword formation turned faster and faster, forcing him to use his fingers as swords to break the approaching sword light one by one. . Zhan Dajian's fingers were like the wind, as if he was writing a long scroll in wild cursive writing in front of him. Following the guidance of his sword skills, the three flying swords were like a rainbow, slashing and stabbing in succession, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred moves were fired. The fleshy fingers and the sharp sword struck each other frequently, and Yu He gradually felt soreness, numbness, and pain in his fingertips, so he switched to using the green sword to show off his skills, but he still only defended but did not attack. On this side is Zhan Dajian, who is attacking with all his strength. The innate turbidity around him makes him braver and stronger as he fights. His three flying swords are menacing and his killing moves are endless; while on the other side, Yu He is waving his sheathed green sword to resist left and right. Step by step back, already in ruins. But in fact, Yu He's swordsmanship is far superior to that of his opponent, and he has carefully deduced various sword formations of the Qingcheng Immortal Sect. Before the opponent uses every move, he can anticipate the enemy's opportunities and prepare contingency strategies. But because Yu He didn't want to hurt anyone, his men couldn't help but look forward and backward, so Zhan Dajian was forced to retreat dozens of steps away. Every time Yu He takes a step back, the innate turbid air behind him shrinks a step, while the turbid air in front of him spreads up again, causing a small section of the corridor to be swallowed up in the gray clouds again. Zhan Dajian was so powerful that he stepped up his attacks and began to taunt Yu He with evil words. Amidst the continuous sound of gold and iron clashing, Yu He heard him sneer: "What's the matter? Brother Xuan Zhenzi, who is skilled in swordsmanship and can reach the gods, has become a turtle with his head shrunk? Is it the beautiful lady hidden in Xuanzhen Temple?" They pestered you day and night, doing all kinds of shameful things, but they drained all your energy and energy, and now you are so weak that you can't even pull out a sword? Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. So you, an unscrupulous bastard, can still harm others and yourself? Do you want to go find your old friend? I tell you clearly, you two thieves don¡¯t want to see each other again in this life. The people in the right path have seen through the true colors of you two, and just now they attacked in groups and cut your best friend into pieces with chaotic blades. Now you can't even find a single hair on her! If you really want to see her, come here quickly! "Please, I'll be kind enough to give you a ride. Maybe we can meet you again on the way to Huangquan." "What?" When Yu He heard this, his face turned pale, his eyebrows stood up, and his eyes widened. Zhan Dajian took advantage of Yu He's heart palpitations and thrust his sword straight into the middle palace, stabbing Yu He in the heart. With a crisp sound of "Qiang", Yu He held the green sword behind his back with his right hand, stretched out his thumb and index finger with his left hand and pinched the edge of the sword that stabbed half a foot to his chest. He asked in a deep voice: "You said that my junior sister has been murdered? Are you serious?" Zhan Dajian sneered again and again., using enough strength to flip his hand, the sword edge was withdrawn from Yu He's fingers. He raised a chain of three swords and slashed Yu He down on his head. He said in a strange voice: "If it is true or false, you can go to the gate of the underworld and ask the bull-headed horse face to find out!" Yu He did not believe that Fu Xiqin was protecting him. Ning Qingling would be so easily robbed, not to mention that Du Banshan, Wei Xingge and others were right next to his junior sister. If someone from the Taoist sect took action against Ning Qingling, these people would not be able to sit idly by. The only thing I'm afraid of is that the common man is guilty of possessing the jade. Regardless of whether it's a Taoist or a demonic sect, there must be someone among them who is covetous of the innate treasure in Ning Qingling's arms, especially those from the demonic sect who have no taboos, and will definitely try to rob it. If a group of old northwest demons were aroused by the innate turbidity and original evil thoughts of this unknown place, and they gathered together to besiege Ning Qingling, then Wei Xingge would probably not be able to intervene. Du Banshan alone would be able to protect his junior sister, indeed. Not necessarily comprehensive. With this thought in his mind, Yu He was secretly anxious. In addition, he heard Zhan Dajian's filthy words and could not help but get angry. This man had lost his sense of control. Suddenly seeing a cold light flashing in Yu He's eyes, he held the green sword against his head and heard three loud noises. The three flying swords that flew down whirled and flew out. Zhan Dajian stretched out his hand to catch it, circled the flying sword back, and said without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "It's a pity that your old sweetheart is really a beauty, with fine skin and tender flesh, she is so beautiful. Young master, I watched her being chopped up. It turned into minced meat, and I didn't even have time to take a lick. It's so cruel!" "Shut up!" But seeing Yu He's body filled with evil energy, Zhan Dajian felt like he was in an ice cellar, unable to move. He saw a sheathed long sword flying through the air, and struck him hard on the left cheek. His neck flew out involuntarily, and his body also flew into the air. He opened his mouth, blood spattered, and a few broken white teeth flew in front of Zhan Dajian's eyes.