The Path Toward Heaven

The elder Xuanyin screamed loudly, spitting a black skull in his palm, and greeted the bronze bell.

A loud noise!

The violent waves pushed towards Shino like waves!

The black mist in the valley was blown away in an instant, and the sunlight returned to the ground.

The black skull shattered into countless pieces, which fell like rain, and the grass it touched suddenly withered.

The bronze bell flew back to the Beiximen disciple.

"Luo Huainan!"

Elder Xuanyin cried in exasperation.

Who would have thought that Luo Huainan, the first apprentice of Zhongzhou faction, was actually hiding in the ranks and pretended to be an ordinary disciple of Beiximen!

Today is actually a trap!

Elder Xuanyinzong's natal skeleton was destroyed, and he dared not stop anymore. His sleeves flicked up, turning into a black mist and swooping out of the valley.

When he wanted to come, Luo Huainan's talent for cultivating Taoism was even higher, and his realm was only between Bo Zhongzhong. He was seriously injured, and Luo Huainan's injury will not be light. How can he take the risk of chasing after the status of the other party?

Who could have imagined that the little bronze bell turned into a streamer and chased down to the dark mist.

Luo Huainan completely ignored his injury and had to leave him behind!

The roar sounded outside the valley, and numerous cliffs were overturned by the air waves, making sand and dust.

Suddenly came an extremely screaming scream, the dark fog was evaporated by the sun.

The streamer converged and turned into a small bronze bell suspended in the air, slightly vibrating and buzzing, and the rust marks eroded by the evil spirit at the edge were very obvious.

Luo Huainan fell back to the ground, his face was extremely pale, blood was everywhere in front of him, and his injuries were obvious.

The disciples of the Xuanyin Sect looked at this picture and were terrified. Where did they dare to stay?

Luo Huainan stopped the Beiximen mentor who was about to step forward to see his injury, and Shen Sheng said, "Except for evil!"

Beiximen masters and apprentices unanimously picked up the magic weapon to pursue the killing.

After half an hour, everyone returned to the valley.

In this campaign, a total of seven disciples of the Xuanyin Sect were killed, especially the elder was killed, which is a very important harvest in the realm of righteousness.

Master and apprentice of Beiximen looked at Luo Huainan's figure, feeling tall and admiring.

Luo Huainan looked at the field outside the valley and said, "Unfortunately, Su Ziye didn't shoot it himself, and the information was still somewhat inaccurate."

Listening to this, Master and Apprentice Beiximen felt even more shocked, only to realize that Luo Huainan's goal was not the elder Xuanyin Sect, but the young master Xuanyin Sect!

The young master of Xuanyin Sect is called Su Ziye. He is very famous in the practice circle towards the left, and he is extremely talented. It is said that he is even above Luohuainan.

Master Beiximen thought that the rumor was true.

In that rumor, Luo Huainan had another adventure in the Snowfield Battle three years ago.

Otherwise, why did he mention Su Ziye so calm and so confident?

Uncle Liu looked at Luo Huainan's pale face, and thought of another rumor, and said uneasy: "Brother Luo, this is a bit far from Yunmeng Mountain. The former is Guiyun City. Would you like to take a break? There is an auction, many sects of righteousness practice will meet, even if you do n’t want to ignore them, but ... "

He didn't finish what he said, Luo Huainan understood what he meant, saying: "That's fine, but those outsiders are gone."

After listening to Yan Yan, the apprentice of Beiximen thought that this was the best way, otherwise, if something happened, how could these people afford it?

...

...

There is a small courtyard in Guiyun City.

The door was closed.

Disciple Beiximen scattered around the courtyard, watching the movements in the twilight alertly, whispering something.

"I heard that Lao Lin issued a reward order to order Uncle Luo's life. The bid is a magic weapon of the ranks. I don't know if this rumor is true."

"Now it seems to be true, otherwise Uncle Luo's temperament, how can I agree with Uncle Liu's request to come here to recuperate?"

"It was regarded as a great enemy by the evil demon, and he vowed to kill it, but Uncle Luo has no fear.

The courtyard is very quiet.

The breeze blew the flower trees, and the glow of the trees falling between them was more vivid.

There was a well under the wall, and there was a sound of water.

Luo Huainan slowly opened his eyes and ended the rate adjustment.

His face was still pale, and the elder Xuanyin's shadow streamer was indeed a bit tricky, and it was difficult to recover from his injuries in a short time.

Logically speaking, the elder Xuanyin Sect was not Su Ziye. Even if the killing had little meaning, he could not pursue it with the risk, and he suffered such serious injuries.But he still did it because, as he said to the master and apprentice of Beiximen, in addition to doing all the evil things, since he had to practice the way of Xianxia, ​​where could he control so much?

He got up and went to the window, looking at the well, and the twilight fell on his face.

Compared with three years ago, there was more vicissitudes in his eyebrows and more tiredness in his eyes.

After leaving the snowfield through Wanlixi, he returned to Yunmeng Mountain. During the following years, he worked hard and kept running around, really tired.

This is true both physically and mentally.

Such busy and hard years of practice are also beneficial, which can make him rarely think of those things.

The benefits he got in the snow worm's belly are also integrated into Dao and Dharma in these hardships, and the realm has been improved.

He is now confident that he can defeat the young master of the Xuanyin Sect. Although his goal in this round is not the other party today, he is certainly not the elder of the Xuanyin Sect.

The setting sun was getting lower and lower, gradually blocked by the courtyard walls, the flowers and trees turned into ink paintings, and the sound of the water in the well also gradually stopped.

He left the window and came to the table.

There is a bronze mirror on the table.

He quietly looked at his face in the bronze mirror.

The face was pale and strange.

A painful expression and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

If I knew that Sister Mei had brought two pieces of Wanxi with you, why should you do that?

It turned out that Master was afraid that the mother-in-law would not agree, so she handed that piece of Wanli to the younger sister in private and let her give it to herself at a critical moment.

That cold fog was so terrible, Shimei received her own signal for help, and found her after all the hard work.

This is called En Zhong Ru Shan.

And how did you do it yourself?

Why do you become such a shameless and humble person?

If you knew all this long ago ... but where is there in the world?

Luo Huainan thought about these things, his feelings of self-blame and painful remorse kept going back and forth, and his face became paler.

There was a wind outside the window, and there was a dialogue in the wind.

He woke up and knew that it was Beiximen disciple who was talking about himself. He was moved and smiled slightly.

Of course he knew that rumor.

Not Lao Lin wants to kill him.

This is real.

It's also fake.

And if the old Lin assassin really came to kill him, it must be a very good master. How can these disciples of Beiximen stop it?

Still that sentence, no if.

He appeared here, not accidentally, but deliberately.

He must leave Yunmeng Mountain, and it must not be a sudden situation, then he needs a bureau as the cause, that is, the bureau in Beiximen.

Only in this situation can Bu Laolin find a chance to assassinate him.

The door opened quietly, and a man in black stood there, wet, looking like a water ghost crawling out of the well.