Chapter 254 Suru is teachable, aiming at the wind and clouds

Yin Hengye stared at the top, crossed the giant bird on the cliff and looked towards Yuepu City in the distance.

The city walls were not visible here, but he had already arranged to stop. Once the matter in the city was settled, a special message was released, and someone came one after another along the way, like a beacon fire, until outside the sand valley.Although this matter is carefully arranged, there is nothing foolproof in the world. Over the years, he has been limited by the oath of not allowing one person to do anything, and he has to do it himself, and he has a deep understanding of it.

It is better to solve the matter here as soon as possible.

The Qiushui Pavilion was handed over to Nangong Lun to take care of the aftermath: Xiao Jianzhi, who had become a deposed man, returned to the inn, burned the house the next day, and found the corpse of Lord Tan and the dying old Xiao Taicheng in the embers.The postmaster and servant who escaped from death may have several accompanying school students who will testify that the old Taicheng and his deputy had a fierce quarrel, and fought with each other with disagreement. Lord Tan was unfortunately killed by the Taicheng, and the old Taicheng was also seriously injured. The postmaster was burned in the midst of a blow. Considering the power of the melting soldier, this is also reasonable.

The person in charge of this case will find a half-copy of secret letters from the locked chest of drawers in the room of Lord Burying the Emperor Sword Tomb. Detailedly, Xiao Jianzhi summoned the bad deeds of illegal and intending to rebel as an ancient wood-bool. Obviously, the Deputy Chief of the Taiwan Chief found something wrong and secretly searched for evidence. Unfortunately, the deeds were exposed and silenced.The students close to him were also able to testify. The deputy chief was indeed often locked up in the room and wrote in slutty, and was very worried. He also sent people to Qingzhu Village to investigate the demon sword case.

When General Zhendong received the confession of Chi Fengjun and Chi, he would have almost closed the case if he confessed to Gu She, including what Ping Anfu camp did.In order to prevent Murong Rou from favoring Xiao Jianzhi or avoiding being implicated and prosecuted, Chi Fengjun had prepared a confession in advance, calculated the time, and sent someone to deliver it to the capital at night to secretly submit it to Chen Hongfan, the Minister of Justice.

Chen Hongfan was on the same level as him and had a close friendship. He was the same year before Chi Fengjun left Beijing and was willing to interact with him privately. He was good at dancing and was born with a natural material for officialdom.Chen Dashu clinged to Ren Zhusang and knew His Majesty's likes and dislikes. He knew that Dugu Ying and Xiao Laotai Chief Liang Zi were so great that he would miss the opportunity to expose the major case of rebellion?

The old man who was damaged by the mouthpiece in the fire will not be able to excuse his crimes.Because Nangong Lun is reliable in doing things, he might have broken Xiao Jianzhi's arm and fingers, so that he can't even write a complaint, but in Yin Hengye's view, it was unnecessary.

There is nothing more sorrow than death in the heart.

Xiao Jian Paper Ah Xiao Jian Paper, what else can you lose to make you lose your life and be bound by your hands?

Yin Sheng looked back and saw Wuxia ape coming out of the buttress of the ancient temple. With Yi Huangliang's temperament, he was obviously injured but not lightly.People who are weak by nature hate to show weakness the most, unless they want to cover up other places.

The old man's eyes stayed in the black robe on his arms for a moment, which was enough to understand that Xu Zhan was dead, but it didn't look like a blink of a suspicious finger.The ape face showed shame in his eyes, of course not to kill Xu Zhan, but to fight Gao Liuchan for the tragic result.

Yin Hengye gave Jiawei's look, and Yi Huangliang felt even more ashamed, lowered his shoulders and his head, unconsciously leaking a hint of secret joy.He turned to the teenager who was alert with his eyebrow knife.After finishing the last thing, I will take your owner back and rest for a long time.A disabled old man leaning against a giant bird on the edge of a cliff and his chest is bulging and undulating:

...Kill this guy.

Yi Huangliang suddenly raised his head, accidentally touched the wound, and bent down and coughed violently.Asha put his knife in his arm and rushed forward with a quick step, as if he wanted to support him, but Yi Huangliang held his palm up and stopped, covering his mouth and nose bleeding, and said hoarsely: First... Mr.He pointed his hand at Uncle Qi.

You are also worried about Ah!

Yin Hengye did not smile, and looked back and saw the boy's reaction in his eyes.

Yue Chenhai was able to endure the cruel torture of breaking his muscles and bones with his hands, and suffered from the severe pain of thunder saliva and regaining his muscle atrophy. He was able to understand the unique skills of the "Twelve Flowers God Order" from the flower arrangement album. He was persevering and had excellent qualifications. He was said to be the top student in none of thousands, but he was afraid that there were not many dissents.

Such talents, whether they are sword corpse warriors or inherit the legacy of the Blood Armor Sect, are all blessings for our camp.

Only the ancient wood kite did not leave any poisonous roots in his extremely handsome little head.

Asha has a face that cannot see through her mind.It’s not empty and unsightly, but it’s not looking forward to it.

Yin Hengye will always remember the young man Yi Huangliang who walked out of the Yilu alive, walking aimlessly among the deep mountains and ridges until his empty face when he met him.That is that everything in my heart has collapsed, but I can't figure it out, and I'm completely betrayed, completely ravaged and shattered by my belief and love, without leaving anything behind.

The purest thing that can be reshaped from complete destruction is the purest.

Yin Hengye therefore kept him by his side and taught him carefully, which was different from Xu Zhan and Nangong Lun who could survive by giving him a little guidance and see that he had grown up and harvested him.

But Yue Chenhai is not like this.

The boys were grateful to the doctor or were truly grateful, and they were not the same at all.Yin Hengye often thought that it took Yi Huangliang to understand that Yue Chenhai was a better swordsman, warrior, predator and survivor than him.If he is a sharp but fragile water essence, the boy will be a ball of black that cannot be seen through, which may be charcoal or iron. The key is that you will never know.

Asha turned to the tip of the knife, without any extra movement, and her clear eyes shot towards the prey on the edge of the cliff.

Yin Hengye thought he was hesitating, but the next moment the young man had already shot out, and his eyebrows were pressed against his waist. When he came out, he would divide the old man from his chin to his forehead into two until he hit a ball of invisible energy. His leopard-like posture suddenly became quiet and finally remained unmoved.

If Yin Hengye hadn't been to the rapid movement of the qi and the qi locking the veins, Gao Liuchan would have been spread into two sheep slices and flowed into the liver.

Asha's sword kills Fei Qing without thinking, just like killing Hirano Sora.

He showed his eyes and made sure that the boy saw it, and then he lifted the lock limit.A clang The boy held the ground with a knife, sweat overflowed from the tiger's face, and his thin back was undulating violently.

My heart is as good as it can be taught, and I wish to be contaminated by the ancients!Yin Hengye stroked his beard and smiled, but he said to Yi Huangliang.You should quickly follow the dense path of the back mountain and return to rest. You must be careful along the way and do not be careless.You taught this kid very well.Xiao Gu, Young Man: I’m so happy to protect your master.It is considered to be the title of the two.

Suddenly, I heard a hoarse voice and humming: ...For you, is poetry the purpose of this?Apply polishing so that the mouth full of nonsense sounds less boring?Although his voice was weak, it was like the sound of metal and iron, but it was Qu Xianheng who was sitting in a muddy manner.

Yin Hengye was not upset and said with a smile: Although Brother Qu wants to commit suicide, I am helpless. Qing Fengzhao also reads the books of sages, tied people to the secret dome, or hid their names to cover their faces. When walking in black clothes at night, can Brother Qu think of the words of the sage? I'm curious.

Qu Xianheng's face was gray and the mud under him was covered in black brown.With such a huge amount of bleeding, even a strong young man can't last long, let alone being elderly or disabled?Yi Huangliang had no way to guess the teacher's thoughts, but he still had to prepare to protect Gao Liuchan's life. Several techniques flashed through his mind. He weighed the ones that could be used at hand and retained the most sober wisdom. In order to prevent the teacher from using it, he left immediately.

Faced with sharp questions, Qu Xianheng was not shaken, as if Yin Hengye's statement was extremely superficial and there was no need to pay attention to it. His eyes were still looking straight, and he was straight on Yin Hengye.

My two masters... are both people with lofty minds and are not as good as people like you.

Yin Hengye listened to the old man talking to himself, Zhi Yazhang's face suddenly came to his heart again, his smile remained unchanged, but his eyes were a little disdainful, and he said happily: If you have a lofty mind, you must have a means of matching yourself to be able to live in the world.The head of Zhi is stubborn, but unfortunately he is not aware of his flexibility.

Qu Xianheng seemed to have not heard his sarcasm or cared about it. Yin Hengye didn't know which one was more annoying and murmured, but he talked to him and agreed with him unexpectedly.

...It's Ah, why are their martial arts and swordsmanship not as good as those of you?

Even being echoed makes people angry, and the head of the Nine-Tire Saints of the Confucian Sect is a little amused and crying.No wonder this guy was able to cooperate with Xiao Jianzhi and thought that Xiao was disgusted with no one in his eyes. He should know this man before he knew that there was a sky beyond the sky and the world was vast, and everything was strange.He didn't even use half of the dirty words.

You even ask him what it means to be a 'that kind of person' and it seems like you are scolding yourself.Yin Hengye did not show any anger, and said with kindness: When martial arts reaches its peak, they will return to the same path.In the highest realm, there is nothing. Some people care about the people, but in fact they are in common affairs. They are like looking up at the sky on the ground, and they are simply imagining that the clouds and shadows have reached the top, but they do not know that there is nothing in the vast void. The sun reflects the airflow near the earth, casting shadows, and ordinary people regard it as the highest.

Standing on the ground and mistakenly thinking that the clouds are high, how can you climb to the highest day?I just saw through the shadow of the clouds and saw the real high place, working hard and working tirelessly to reach it.

His educated youth Feng respected his teacher and respected his words. He was full of disdain for Zhiya Zhang and wanted to arouse him. However, Qu Xianheng turned a deaf ear and even showed a thoughtful look, as if he was touched by these words and would be enlightened.

Even with Yin Hengye's cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little happy and hummed: Brother Qu is determined to die, but I can't make you as you wish.There is a secret technique in the world called "Purple Shadow Light Movement Technique". It is said that it can penetrate the brain to identify the secrets, but it is very painful. Those who are in charge would rather die.I need Brother Qu to live, but it may not be easy to live. It is like raising a zombie, so it may not be as good as my cost.

Qu Xianheng was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and after a moment, he waved his hand, as if he was distracting his words, he just didn't make a gesture of silence.

Yin Hengye suddenly became angry.These people... rely on my inability to kill me, so I will do my best to death!Xiao Jianzhi is like this, so is such an ugly and disabled person!Qu Xianheng, do you really think I dare not kill you?He sneered slightly, took out a small box less than three inches long from his arms, carved into a concrete and slight coffin shape, which was beautiful and vivid, and tightly tied with the blood of the talisman. It was extremely delicate, but it exuded an inexplicable gloom.

Yi Huangliang saw from afar and blurted out: This is...'Corpsy Pill'!

Although the word "子子" in the corpse elixir has the word "子" but not "子". Its nature is very cold and bloodthirsty, and only Qinggumu can be restrained.Unhatched Gu eggs can be stored for a hundred years without deterioration. They are stored in vessels made of green Gu wood. When they encounter flesh and blood, the eggs will break out and parasitic and nibble.

When the corpse is stuck in the wound, it will immediately stop the bleeding and cause combined injury, but it is not a treatment, but rather avoid the host's death and the instinct to cut off food. When the worms fill the blood of the body, the blood flow drops to a low point, the whole person enters a state of false death, prolonging the survival time until the flesh and blood are eaten up.

Because the corpse sect is not consuming the nature of the heart, brain, or marrow, this pill was in the corpse sect in the past and was regarded as a means of torture and torture of the corpse sect.After the prisoner enters a state of false death, he uses the Purple Shadow Light Movement Technique to search for his mind and obtain information.Since the Blood Corpse King Zi Luo Cass died, it has been a long time since the world heard of this poisonous punishment.

Yi Huangliang recognized the corpse elixir from the wooden coffin box made by Qinggu, but the purple shadow can read the mind by moving the light. It was too vague. If there was any mistake, the most valuable asset of the ancient wood kiln disappeared with the wind, and the loss was not big. I quickly reminded: Sir!This thing is a bad thing...it's still let me...

Yin Hengye said coldly: No need!He was too ill, but he was still angry and rarely said warmly, and frowned and said: Why are you still here?Leave quickly, I have a zone.Yi Huangliang turned his back when he saw him say something. He was a little confused and kept silent and dared not take action.

Suddenly, I heard Qu Xianheng snorting: It turns out that you have done these things that are harmful to the sky because you have practiced to the level of three talents and five peaks. You think you are superior to others. You can treat the rest as you like a straw dog and rub them round and flatten them at will, thinking of being a pastime?

Yin Hengye laughed furiously, pointing at the small coffin in his hand, rarely showing a frivolous and despicable look, which slightly damaged his popularity.

Why did Brother Qu teach me?

The dying disabled elderly man shook his head.

nothing.But I occasionally think about what taught you to do these things, but I didn’t expect the reason to be so boring.Squinted his turbid eyes, his gaze was not as sharp and cold as before, but rather a little warm, just like it was penetrating Yin Hengye.What exactly... scares you like this?Push you through the poems you read, the teachings you listen to, and the desire to become a better person... that must be a terrible thing, right?

Yin Hengye was slightly stunned.

(Is he... sympathizing with me?)

Shut up, you ugly fool... it's me, I'm waiting for your humble resistance, teach you to wait for your knees, taste the bitter fruit of failure, struggle to die... Who taught you to speak to me with such shameless offensive words!

Everything on the cliff condensed. In the next moment, the invisible shackles scattered with the Confucian scholar as the center. Not only Qu Xianheng and the golden eagle were pushed to the cliff, and countless rocks rolled into the abyss. Yi Huangliang and Asha also stood unsteadily and were pushed several feet before they could be put on the ground.Yin Hengye pinched the broken coffin box and squeezed blood, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were filled with evil light.

(…Qu Xianheng!)

And the sweet fruit of revenge comes in an instant.

At the other end of the mountain road, two dark shadows were flying towards the ancient temple like flying. The distance between the two was getting farther and farther away, and it was obvious that there was a difference in the foundation.The little man behind him didn't get angry, but he couldn't catch up. He simply used the trick of calling first to win first, and waved to Yin Hengye:

...Hey, right dog!I'm back from the Hall of Hell to deal with you!I will wash your dog's head clean and twist it down and put it in place. I am happy and burn some paper for you!It is hard for him to catch up with him with all his might, but he shouted without any ambiguity, but who isn't Mr. Nie, the second young master of Qigong?

The man in front was getting closer and closer, and he had already reached an arrow between several ups and downs. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and could not hide his worries and anxiety. It was Geng Zhao.

Yin Hengye was about to laugh, holding the coffin box before he was put, and turned around and laughed at Old Man Gu: Finally, he can kill someone... You don't think Geng Zhao is a chess piece that cannot be destroyed?Suddenly, I felt something strange and saw Qu Xianheng holding the horned golden eagle that could not be raised, and stood up tremblingly.

Geng Zhao saw the familiar figure wearing a gray robe and half-faced face from afar, and his chest couldn't help but feel ache.

If I had a slight understanding of my sword corpse’s origin, it would have disappeared at this time.While running, he told himself countless times: Uncle Qi must be fine... Uncle Qi must be fine... Seeing the old man standing up with a giant bird, the hunched silhouette is still so relied on. Just like every day I took care of in my childhood, I couldn't help but feel strongly unfilial and ignorant. How glad I was not late, I swear to protect Uncle Qi safely down the mountain and reunite with Uncle Muji.

The young man remembered the old Taicheng's instructions and tried hard to suppress the urge to shout the old man.

However, Uncle Qi did not turn his head and looked at him, as if he didn't know that Azhao was coming desperately, only the Hidden Saint in front of him was in his eyes. Geng Zhao was so close that he could hear the conversation between the two.

Yin Hengye was surprised to see the old man holding him up, and he was not as surprised as Nie Yuse who was dancing around.

It is better to have a return to the light. Before a person dies, he will be able to keep it for longer.He was not sure about the Purple Shadow Light Movement Technique, and he was not able to torture anything, and he was even more afraid of torture. He deliberately said something that didn't know the truth or the false, and the disaster became more and more serious. Since he could not convince and accept it, he could only be a dead horse as a living horse.

But I heard the old man murmuring: ...I thought you had a distorted mind, but now when I think about it, your views on martial arts are not right.He pinched the sword finger with his one-arm, gestured casually for a few strokes, and the fingertips were filled with wind, and a low whistle appeared.

Yin Hengye couldn't believe his ears, as if he was criticized by an ants for his attitude towards life. It was better to say that he was laughing and crying than angry.The more you say, the more miserable he dies.One finger on Geng Zhao.If you want to blame, blame Xiao Jianzhi. You really shouldn't believe his absurd words of "unable to kill".When I reach my realm, no one in the world cannot be killed.

Qu Xianheng seemed to have not heard of it. Looking at the thin fingertips of the wind and clouds, the corners of his shrunk mouth filled with blood stains raised slightly, and he actually smiled.

I finally understood... Strange, so simple truth, why did I not understand it for so many years?

No matter how mysterious you are, you can't change the fate of your adopted son.Yin Hengye sneered and made up his mind to try not to engrave the ancient masters in the brain of the sword corpse. Today, he would also make this old disabled person regret it. He crawled in front of him and mourn and repent, just to teach his beloved son to die sooner.

Qu Xianheng could not see what he was thinking, but remembered that there was still this person talking to him. Finally, he raised his eyes and said seriously: Your martial arts may not be wrong, but it is not the only one.The clouds in Taixu are not empty and have nothing. "Empty" and "existence" are opposites. Without the shadow of clouds above you, how can the void above you show the thousands of miles above you?

……What did you say?Now it was Yin Hengye's turn to be confused.

It would be better if you can explain it clearly.The old man smiled indifferently: You can see through the shadow of the clouds with your own wisdom, and there is still a vast void. Finally, you have found the way to the peak of martial arts, but you don’t know that this is just one of the directions.

The more people you want to take care of, the farther you have to see and the higher you stand... One day, you must stand above the vast world before you can take the world into your mind.My two mentors are not as good as you, but they are just shorter than what you are, and there is nothing else.

When Yin Hengye heard this, he realized that he was insulting himself. His eyes were about to break, his energy was first concerned, and his hair was flying and he gritted his teeth and smiled grimly: "Dare you, every man!"Just as he was about to activate the lock limit, he suddenly felt that his breath stagnated and he did not listen to the call at all. The next moment, the cyclone flowed in reverse into a vortex, from extremely slow to extremely fast, from extremely quiet to extremely moving. Although it was not as good as his thoughts of closure of the veins, his power was extremely powerful, which made him unstable. The heaven and earth within two meters were shaken, and the wind and clouds were surging, all gathering between his fingers.

In the center of the vortex, Qu Xianheng's sword pointing towards the sky, his hair flying, his body was lifted by the stormy airflow around him, his shoe tip drifted away from the ground, and the spiraling grass gravel vaguely drew out the shape of the cyclone, based on the two zhang range within the lock limit, and the raised sword finger as the axis to form an extremely sharp and narrow inverted funnel.

The old man no longer floated up after he was three feet above the ground. The cyclone continued to twist, and in a blink of an eye, he clamped a large circle of two meters in diameter on the ground, as if he was pulling up the ground!

On the mountain road, Nie Yuse was dumbfounded: I'll do it!Why did another monster of three talents and five peaks come?Who is this person?One-armed hunchback...Who looks like this on the two civil and military lists?

Geng Zhao felt an ominous feeling in his heart, and he ran wildly with his twelve successes, rushing into the swamp of grass and sand.

Yin Hengye's shock is afraid that no one can match.

No one present is more clearer than the head of the Nine-Tire Saints of the Confucian Sect: Qu Xianheng's sword not only entered the realm of the Three Talents and Five Peaks, but also different from the Yin Sheng of the Wenbang. Yin Hengye has reached his cultivation level, so he can activate peak-level superpowers to achieve the effect of dividing light and transforming shadows, condensing and locking the veins. It is naturally unfavorable to ordinary masters, and fighting with people at the same peak level has no advantage.

People on the martial arts list practice peak-level superpowers in the way of fighting, or practice their own moves to the extreme to reach the peak level, and have the greatest advantage in peak-level combat.

Qu Xianheng is carrying the Heavenly Power and has already passed on the secret of the Caotang. The sword style of the Hantan Geese Trace has reached the realm of transformation, not limited by incompleteness, and is only one step away from the realm of three or five. He has made a breakthrough on this basis, so his life is in danger, his meridians are damaged, and his internal strength is insufficient, and he can still mobilize the wind and clouds and lock external objects, relying on the ultimate pure and supreme sword intent!

What's more terrifying than this one!

Yin Hengye's liver and gallbladder were both broken, and he only regretted that he was locked into a cyclone. The effect of dividing light and turning into shadow was greatly reduced. He seemed to be unable to escape, and he improved his power to an unprecedented level in his life and tried hard to calm down. At the same time, the dragon cyclone slashed down with a terrifying giant sword that was more than several feet long and as wide as a rafter column. The two feet round and cracked on the ground suddenly two pieces, and a huge sword mark that was as pierced with the diameter of the heart burst out!

Yin Hengye tried his best to use his lock limit as a shield, hoping to use the advantage of internal strength to block the sword intention that was powerful.

The finger sword fell, and the Qi shield suddenly split. Yin Hengye had not had time to be shocked. The memory of a bucket of Xiao Jian Paper Eight-Prefaced Dragon Sword floated into his heart. The Lock Clan condensed again, and was cut open in an instant, and then condensed in an instant... Unlike when he was in Baipin Hall, Yin Hengye had known that Xiao Jian Paper would have come out of this place, and he was calm and relaxed, and wait for work to be able to repeatedly use the Lock Clan thousands of times to eliminate the huge explosion of energy.

But Qu Xianheng's sword intent was not a burst of energy, but almost everything was invincible. Yin Hengye's Condensation and Locking Vein Before the sword was pointed, it was a sudden two-point end. It was as thin as paper and had no effect.The Hidden Saint has slid every minute of inner breath in his old body, connecting hundreds of lock limits, just to block the two fingers that are swung far away in these short feet.

The cyclone scattered and scattered. Yin Hengye knelt on one knee, crossed his arms to the top, and finally withstood the thunder attack.

The moment the sword intent penetrated the body, he felt that there seemed to be a small, undetectable crack on the body that was boiling as hot as iron. It was poked by Qu Xianheng's sword intent. Something seemed to burst open and suddenly closed as usual.

He has never understood such an annoying feeling of being scattered and exhausted for countless years.

The Yin Sheng couldn't get up for a moment, so he simply held cross-legged and lifted his inner breath and walked around the world to ensure that the meridians were not damaged. Seeing Qu Xianheng staggeringly sitting down, his face was decayed, and his life was about to end, he secretly shouted: Not good!The coffin box flew out, and it was the hands and eyes of the third and fifth realms. The force was very accurate. The cover of the box was knocked open on his body, and a little blue light stuck to the wound on the old man's ventral side, and fine ice smoke came out.

Qu Xianheng was unable to get it up, and he took out the angular cone from somewhere, shook the metal blunt light, and raised his remaining strength and threw it towards Yin Sheng, but his accurate head was a little less. He flew over Yin Heng's shoulders and arms, a trace of blood flew into the ground seven or eight feet behind him.

Yin Hengye had no strength after throwing the coffin, so he barely avoided it. He tilted his body and fell to the ground immediately.Yi Huangliang thought he was shot down by a hidden weapon, and roared heart-wrenchingly: ...Sir!Unexpectedly, a black shadow swept behind Qu Xianheng, his eyebrows were touching his waist, and the old man's body and head were separated!

The dust scattered, Geng Zhao jumped into the battle group, and saw his head soaring into the sky and blood pouring on the ground, his heart was about to break:

No!