Chapter 347: The truth The moonlight is bright and clear, and the wind carries shadows. In the darkness, the mission of infiltration continues. Under the cover of ink, nothing can stop Liuying's footsteps. Be it Gray Dolphin or Sentinel, Fenxiang Valley is one of the best sects in the world, but even so, they have set up many obstacles in advance. There is no way to stop the demon fox who has cultivated for thousands of years. After launching at full speed, Liu Ying had arrived at the intended destination in less than a moment. Looking up, I saw two towering rock walls. The straight lines that seemed to have been measured stretched from one end of the canyon to the other. It didn't look like a naturally formed landform at all. It just looked like It looked like it had been split open by someone, but just thinking about it was probably enough to make most people feel horrified! Even these "real people" and "immortals" who call themselves Feng Huanyu today may not be able to achieve such appalling skills and such ground-breaking methods. Liu Ying also narrowed his eyes and stared for a moment, but did not show any reverence or incredulous expression. To him, the scene in front of him seemed like a memory, a vivid past. He held his palm emptyly, and it seemed that he could still find a little bit of the previous touch, that indescribable roughness and peak experience, which even if he thinks about it now, it is difficult to calm down. ¡Yes, that¡¯s right, this place was indeed cut open with a sword. To be precise, this strange landform that almost completely isolates the Valley Master¡¯s Retreat from the rest of Fenxiang Valley is precisely because of the trauma left when Liuying and Longwei Terrace Tianzun Bei Chenyin fought here! And the result of that battle was naturally that Liu Ying, who held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, was superior. Not only did he defeat the famous Beichen Yin, he even severely damaged the latter, and even almost burned down the entire foundation of Longwei Terrace! Although that battle was affected by the evil spirit of Zhuxian Ancient Sword. But it cannot be said that Liuying does not have selfish intentions. After all, for him, the Zhongmiaotian that he grew up with was completely destroyed overnight precisely because of Longweitai's attack, so the hatred between the two sides Naturally it goes without saying in this case. Liu Ying is naturally willing to use the power of the Zhuxian Sword to eliminate his enemies in one fell swoop. "Hey" He sighed. This idea, which seemed to be no problem at all at the time, is not so when I look back thousands of years later. Perhaps, it was from the moment he defeated Tianzun Bei Chenyin that he truly changed from a fox demon holding the Zhuxian Sword to a puppet controlled by the Zhuxian Sword If it weren't for this first indulgence, maybe in the future In the days that followed, there wouldn't be so many innocent people dying in vain for their own mistakes. Perhaps, I would have noticed the secrets of the wonderful heavens earlier. You won't make such an irreparable mistake. Shaking his head, Liu Ying forced himself to wake up. In the night wind, his expression was as serious as when he first met, without any trace of confusion or hesitation - yes, it was precisely because he had committed the previous thing. It is his own fault, and the disaster in front of him is also caused by his own fault, so he has even more responsibility to put an end to it all! No matter what the cost. What kind of risks are you taking? Today's Liuying. Fear nothing! For this unique terrain, it is obviously impossible to completely avoid all detection, so what Liuying can do now is not only try his best, but also need a quick victory! The body shape is transformed! The white silhouette that was still in place was crushed by the night wind, and the bright white figure was crushed by the night wind. I also plunged into this straight canyon, heading towards the final destination! The neatly cut rock wall retreated quickly. For ordinary people, this passage might take a long time to pass through, but for Liu Ying, it was passed through in the blink of an eye. When he stopped, there was already a huge stone platform in front of him. ¡Compared with other places in Fenxiang Valley, this place can be said to be simple. There are neither stone pillars towering to the sky, nor magnificent halls. Opposite the seemingly natural stone platform is a small thatched hut. The materials used are not precious, but at first glance it looks more like a random work by a farmer. There was a wind blowing, bringing fine dust to the face, which made people blink. However, after recalibrating their sight, a middle-aged man in plain robes was already standing silently outside the simple thatched hut. The three sects of the righteous path have each been inherited for thousands of years, and their backgrounds are all shocking. Even if the current Fenxiang Valley really hides some secrets, or has even deviated from the righteous path, in this Fenxiang Valley, they still cannot Enemies who are easy to underestimate. It is not necessary to have the compassionate face of Puhong Buddha, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, nor to be as majestic and calm as Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect, but this place in Fenxiang ValleyBut he also has his own style. The person in front of him didn¡¯t speak, but Liu Ying had already guessed his identity. This place was originally a forbidden area. Within the Burning Incense Valley, ordinary disciples were not allowed to enter unless summoned by the Valley Master. In other words, the identity of the person in front of them was naturally revealed. "Jiu Yang, Master Yun Gu." He stopped and Liu Ying appeared in front of Yun Yilan, but there was no panic at all Before that, he didn't want anyone to discover his whereabouts, just in the darkness. , you can act more conveniently and find the answers you want more easily. But now it seems that my disguise is not as good as I imagined, or in other words, the muddy water of Fenxiang Valley is deeper than I thought before. Now that it has been discovered, there is no need to shrink back. Because he didn't notice how the other party discovered him, even if he could escape by chance this time, he would miss the next good opportunity But unfortunately, Liuying still misjudged the information that the other party already knew. "Master Yun Gu, I don't have any ill intentions in coming here. I just have something I want to ask you for advice." Liu Ying looked leisurely, but in front of him, Yun Yilan half-closed his eyes, but he seemed to have a plan in mind. "Ask me for advice?" He spoke, but his voice seemed to be full of ridicule, and he shook his head. In front of Liu Ying, Yun Yilan did not look like a stranger he had met for the first time. Instead, he seemed like an old man he had not seen again for several years. friend. Of course, his words. It's not over yet. "Hahaha, when will the little god of all the wonderful heavens need to ask others for advice?" "!" The casual words made Liuying become nervous! The history of the name Liuying, just like other heroic deeds that have been wiped out by the wind and dust, has long since vanished into thin air for people today. Not to mention the dispute between the Little Gods in Zhongmiaotian, even the more terrifying disaster of "Sealing the Sky Stone" has probably been completely forgotten. But now, why does Yun Yilan know so clearly about his identity as the Little God? ? For a moment, the demon fox frowned. "Why be surprised." Yun Yilan took a step forward, and after waving his hands slightly, he turned his back and slowly walked towards the wooden house again. "Compared to most people in this world, I know quite clearly what happened back then, and haven't you noticed the reasons for all this?" "Have you found a way to control 'him'?" Liu Ying's His tone became even lowerbecause that was definitely not a power that mortals should touch. That guy's control over people's hearts is far more terrifying than the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian. Once he comes back, this world may never have peace! "Hahahaha!" Yun Yilan laughed, and then raised his palm slightly. "The stone carvings of Fengtian have been a nightmare for many years. I didn't expect that you still can't see all this clearly." Fengtian Stone carvingsSealing the Sky Stone Carvings! Back then, the old fox did not hesitate to kill his old friend with his own hands, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life to seal the secret. Now, when this word broke into Liu Ying's ear again, he found that he was not as determined as he thought, because he still clenched his fist in the first place. It is good for all the wonderful gods and for human beings. For Liuying himself, this is a past that he absolutely does not want to be mentioned. But today, he once again had the urge to end it all with his strength. "What else do you know?" This time, Liu Ying no longer had his usual good temper. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Zhang Xiaofan walked in this mountain forest for a day. He had just left the boundary of Kongsang Mountain. Originally, if he had traveled by air, he could have come out in half a day, but considering the injury to his left hand, he was still willing to walk a little longer. However, Kongsang Mountain was always sparsely populated, and there was not even a single figure along the way. Not seen. After all, after leaving that Jedi, he still felt somewhat like he was in another world. After spending one night in the barren mountains, Zhang Xiaofan walked onto the official road. Not only did the road become wider, there were also more and more people. He asked passers-by on the road, inquired about the direction of the road, and headed north. At noon that day, the sun was in the middle of the day and it was very hot. After driving for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan was very hungry and thirsty. He saw a small tea stall on the roadside, propped under a big tree beside the road. Five people were already sitting inside. , six guests, looking at the shade, walked over, bought a bowl of tea to drink, and sat down to rest. Not to mention, the tea at this small tea stall is actually refreshing and thirst-quenching, Zhang XiaofanAfter eating a bowl, I immediately felt comfortable, as if the day was not so hot anymore. I thought to myself, seeing that the injury on my hand had healed greatly, I found a quiet place with no one in the afternoon, and flew back. It's faster and I can see Master earlier. As he thought about it, he naturally thought that he would be able to see his senior sister Tian Linger soon, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. At this moment, I heard a gentle voice coming from the side of the road: "Boss, bring me a bowl of tea." A rare breeze blew by at noon, causing the branches and leaves on the big trees to sway, and a little bit of sunshine shone through. , scattered on the ground. The tea stall owner, who was in his fifties, agreed and leaned over to pour tea. Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently looked over and could not look back. A middle-aged scribe with thin eyebrows and a square face, his brows look elegant, but his eyes are bright and his forehead is full. However, in this elegance, he has a calm and powerful aura. He is dressed in a Confucian robe and has a lavender jade pendant at his waist. , exquisite and clear, with a faint aura of auspiciousness, you can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary. Zhang Xiaofan watched for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was overwhelmed by the demeanor of this middle-aged scholar. He felt that as soon as he walked in, the five or six guests who were drinking tea at the tea stall, including himself, were actually surprised. They were all speechless and were suppressed by this person's momentum. Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his gaze, but was slightly amazed in his heart. At the same time, he was deeply disappointed by the middle-aged scribe's magnanimity. Although this person is not very handsome, this kind of temperament that comes from within is really rare. The scribe entered the tea stall, took the tea from the boss, sat down casually, and began to taste the tea slowly. The guests around were still chatting and laughing. Everyone was silent now. The atmosphere in the tea stall was strangely quiet for a while, but the middle-aged scribe was the only one who was calm and composed, not aware of the situation around him at all, drinking tea and resting alone there. After a while, the other guests either had enough rest or finished their tea and checked out one by one. The boss came over to clear away the bowls, and now only Zhang Xiaofan and the middle-aged scribe were left under the big tree. Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but after sitting for a while, he felt that he was well rested. Just when he was thinking about checking out and leaving, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Little brother ." Zhang Xiaofan was startled when he heard the gentle and familiar voice. Turning his head, he saw the scribe smiling peacefully at him. Surprised: "Sir, are you calling me?" The scribe nodded with a smile and said: "Exactly." After saying that, he stood up and walked over slowly. Zhang Xiaofan stood up after him. When he came closer, he clasped his fists "Excuse me, sir, what can I do for you?" The middle-aged scribe looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down. He said: "No, I'm just lonely on the journey, and I like my little brother. Come over and chat for a few words. I don't mind, little brother." Zhang Xiaofan quickly shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Sir, please sit down." The scribe smiled and nodded, He said: "Come on, little brother, you can sit down too." The two sat down, and the scribe looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "May I ask your surname, little brother?" Zhang Xiaofan grew up in Caomiao Village since he was a child, and was later taken in by Qingyunmen. In the past few years, except for his fellow disciples at Dazhu Peak in Qingyun Mountain, he has hardly spoken to outsiders. Of course, the days when he was trapped under the abyss of death with the demon girl Baguio a few days ago are not included. He was talking to the scribe at this time, and for some reason, he had some respect for this man in his heart. Then he said respectfully: "I don't dare, I'm Zhang Xiaofan, may I ask what your name is?" The scribe first said: " "Zhang Xiaofan," nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "My surname is Wan, and the cursive character is Renwen." Feeling that Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look at him, the faces of these thousands of people were gentle, but the power between his eyebrows seemed to be born with it, but it was actually extremely heavy. With this name, there was a vague intention to control thousands of people. Thousands of people looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said with a smile: "Forgive me for asking, is Brother Zhang a cultivator?" Zhang Xiaofan was surprised. After he, Qi Hao and other four people went down the mountain, they wanted to make it easier on the way. , they all changed out of their Qingyun clothes and put on ordinary clothes. They looked no different from ordinary people. I don¡¯t know how the middle-aged man could tell. Just when he was surprised, he wanted to ask the middle-aged man how he knew it, but he saw the middle-aged man smile slightly, pointed to the north, and said: "Excuse me, Brother Zhang, but the Qingyun Mountain Sect, the largest sect of righteousness now, Are you ready?" Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked. He couldn't help but stood up and looked at the tens of thousands of people. He asked in surprise, "Brother Wan, how did you know?" Ten thousand people smiled and waved their hands, " Please take a seat." After Zhang Xiaofan slowly sat down, the crowd smiled and said, "I see that you are full of energy, little brother Zhang, and you are full of energy all the way down.He doesn't look tired, and he looks younger than many people in their prime. In today's world, the trend of cultivating Taoism is prevalent. I think you must be a person with special skills. " Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and thanked him, but couldn't help but said: "Then how did Mr. know about my sect? "Thousands of people went to laugh casually and said: "Without him, I see that my little brother is tired of traveling, and he keeps looking north, with a look of longing on his face, as if he is returning home, and in the north, the closest and most famous cultivation sect to this place, It is Qingyunmen. Speaking of which, I also made random guesses and made random remarks, which made Brother Zhang laugh. " Zhang Xiaofan said quickly: "Where is it? Sir, you are so aware of everything. You and I have never met, and you can see it at a glance. I really admire it! "These few words he said from the bottom of his heart." Ten thousand people went to smile slightly and said: "Qingyun sect has been famous in the world for a long time in the cultivation of truth. It has a long history and profound Taoism. It is admired by people all over the world. My younger brother is Entering into a famous family easily will bring you a bright future. It¡¯s limitless! " When Zhang Xiaofan heard the words "unlimited", his heart moved. He inexplicably thought of Qi Hao from Longshou Peak. In the end, the shadow of Lin Jingyu flashed in his mind. He shook his head and said: "Thank you, sir, Qingyunmen. The middle disciple is hiding the dragon and crouching tiger. In the lower part, it is a piece of rotten wood, useless. " Ten thousand people were startled for a moment, and laughed out loud: "I never thought that Brother Zhang, you could also tell jokes. "Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so he asked him: "Brother Wan, who looks so dusty, where are you going? " Ten thousand people stood up leisurely, put their hands on their backs, looked up at the sky, and said: "This world is huge and boundless. I travel around the world, to the mountains and ancient swamps, wherever I want. " "ah! Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed and said, "That's it." " Ten thousand people looked back at Zhang Xiaofan, and suddenly a strange smile flashed across their faces, saying: "Brother Zhang, since he is a disciple of Qingyun's sect, he must have profound Taoism. " Zhang Xiaofan quickly shook his head and said: "No. No, I am an incompetent person in Qingyun Sect. How can one say that Taoism is profound? " Ten thousand people went to smile slightly and said: "Brother Zhang, you are so polite. I have a merciless request, and I hope you can grant it, brother Zhang. " Zhang Xiaofan was startled for a moment and said: "Brother Wan, please tell me. " Thousands of people came and said, "I have admired a master of cultivation like you since I was a child, but unfortunately I didn't have enough opportunities. He couldn't get in through the door, and he even dreamed of the masters below being able to control the magic weapon and travel to the nine heavens. For decades, there was not a day when he didn't long to get a magic weapon from the Immortal Family and look at it. Brother Zhang is a disciple of a famous family. I wonder if this little wish of mine can be fulfilled? "After that, he bent down deeply and made a big salute. Zhang Xiaofan was speechless. Seeing the thousands of people going to salute, he even panicked and hurriedly supported him. He was really embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment and watched the thousands of people going to salute. Still looking at himself expectantly, he sighed and said: "I'm not afraid of Brother Wan's jokes. It's not that I don't want to show it to Brother Wan. It's just that the magic weapon is not on display, so I'm afraid it will be in the way" Ten thousand people went immediately Said: "What's the matter? There's no reason why the magic weapon of the Immortal family is not on the stage. " Zhang Xiaofan's face was slightly red. After all, he couldn't let go. He pulled out the fire stick from his waist and handed it over. Seeing him hand over such a thing, thousands of people also had a look of surprise on their faces, but then disappeared. , took it solemnly Zhang Xiaofan saw his expression and said with a wry smile: "Don't say it's you, even the people in my school often laugh at me. "After saying this, Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly startled. He just felt that he was so strange today. In front of this stranger, he seemed to be willing to say anything to him. "Thousands of people walked by but did not notice Zhang Xiaofan. They looked away. On the fire stick, his face was solemn at first, but his eyes were still a little casual, but gradually, he seemed to see something. Not only did his face darken, but his eyes were fixed on the ugly black stick. Zhang Xiaofan was watching from the side and felt that these ten thousand people looked strange. He held a foot-long fire stick in front of him and looked at it carefully. He held it with his right hand and gently stroked the stick with the slender fingers of his left hand. , clicked lightly, being extremely careful, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wan, is there anything wrong? " Ten thousand people were awakened from their dreams. After hesitating for a moment, they returned the fire stick to Zhang Xiaofan and said: "Brother Zhang, because I admire the immortal way, I have read some books on this aspect. I have some words and some words. I want to ask Brother Zhang for advice. " Zhang Xiaofan said: "Please tell me. " Ten thousand people glanced at the fire stick and said, "Brother Zhang, did someone else help you smelt this magic weapon? " Zhang Xiaofan was shocked. In an instant, the scene in the deep valley behind Dazhu Peak flashed through his mind. He stood up and pointed at the thousands of people: "?.What did you say? " Ten thousand people glanced at him and said slowly: "Brother Zhang, is this magic weapon two things combined into one? " Zhang Xiaofan had hidden one of the deepest secrets in his heart. Now he was revealed by this person. This was a big surprise. He felt a buzz in his head and was speechless. Thousands of people looked at Zhang Xiaofan. With a shocked expression, he knew that what he had expected was good. He seemed to lower his head slightly, as if he remembered something, and sighed vaguely, saying: "You don't know, the beads on this stick are originally from the Demon Cult." Holy object. " Zhang Xiaofan became more and more frightened, almost holding his breath, but there was a voice deep in his heart, as if he was sneering: "You knew it, you knew it, this stick is so evil, naturally it is The evil thing of the demonic cult. " "You, what did you say? "Zhang Xiaofan gasped, stared at him, and said every word. "This bead is a relic of the black-hearted old man, the founder of the Demon Sect, eight hundred years ago. "Thousands of people said it, it was like nails being driven into Zhang Xiaofan's heart word by word, "The name is called 'Blood Devouring Bead'. " Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and held his breath, but there were thousands of thoughts and thousands of thoughts in his mind, but there was always one image that lingered: the skeleton in the secret cave in the belly of Kongsang Mountain! Thousands of people looked at him in shock, paused for a moment, and then said calmly: "Brother Zhang, you know the origin of this bead, but I wonder if you are still willing to know the origin of this black stick? "Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and speechless. He just stared at the crowd of thousands of people. ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ps: Thanks to Qingshanmu Swordsman, Jingxuan, and Ma of Conflicting Spiral for your rewards and support~ Thank you all, I will continue to work hard Well, the story will be over soon, The next step is to enter the climax. There will be obvious deviations between the following story and the original work. Will Zhang Xiaofan's secret be revealed? What will be the outcome of the conversation between Liu Ying and Yun Yilan a thousand years ago? What happened? Next, we will answer them one by one. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster updates!