Half a year later, the Immortal League and Yan Prison finally subsided the huge encirclement and suppression of the remnants of Qiushui.

But although Yan Prison and the Immortal League blocked the news of this encirclement and suppression, all kinds of rumors about the remnants of the autumn water still spread far and wide, and even spread more and more evilly, Li Yunsheng was about to become an existence comparable to Yan Jun and the leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Even the ruins of the Dusk Drum Forest have become a place of pilgrimage for some cultivators in the Ten States.

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The border between Liuzhou and Yingzhou.

On this day, the heavy snow closed the mountain, and many merchants who traveled between the two provinces, as well as some cultivators who tried to enter Yingzhou from Liuzhou, were trapped in the wind and snow.

There are many plains here, and there are few hills, and when the snow comes, there is no way forward.

At this time, there was a tall thin man wearing a hat and a dark windbreaker, walking in the white snow.

His whole body was tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of sword eyebrows and eyes that looked particularly resolute, but I don't know if it was because of the wind and snow, the man's eyes were not very clear, as if they were covered by a layer of mist.

However, in the face of this snow with no end in sight, the man's eyes did not show any panic, and he still walked forward without any hesitation.

As the wind and snow subsided, all that remained of the man's heavy breathing and the crunch of leather boots walking through the snow began to remain.

And just as the sky was about to darken, a flash of fire finally appeared in the man's sight.

He stopped, squinted, and saw a lonely inn about a mile away from him.

"Qinglian Mansion is actually desolate to such a field. ”

The man suddenly sighed, but his voice was so cold that he didn't have any emotion.

After saying that, he tore off the face towel covering his face, revealing a face as beautiful as a woman, but it was a pity that a long scar ran down from the center of his eyebrows on the right side of his face, which not only completely destroyed this beauty, but also added a bit of hideousness.

"Knock ......"

The man took out a flask, uncorked it with a "bang", and took a sip on his head.

Then he covered his face again, and continued to walk with his unhurried steps towards the lighted inn in front of him.

As we got closer and closer to the station, the sound of laughter coming from the station was clearly discernible.

"Let's say that after the remnants of Qiushui fled into the Dusk Drum Forest, the Immortal Alliance and Yan Prison were all encircled and suppressed, thinking that their strength was greatly damaged after they stood with Qiushui, and most of the Immortal Alliance Mansion Masters were dead, but Rao was like this, and the two still sent the most elite men and horses. As far as I know, for a period of time, even that Yan Jun had personally visited the Dusk Drum Forest, but how could the Twilight Drum Forest have many prohibitions, even Yan Jun was helpless, but this was not difficult for the Immortal Alliance and Yan Prison. ”

Outside, an old man's hoarse but loud voice came from inside the house.

The man was about to push the door in, but after listening to the old man's description, the hand that pushed the door suddenly retracted, and then stood at the door with his chest crossed, as if waiting for the old man to continue.

"It didn't take long for the Immortal Alliance and Yan Prison to join forces, using the position of the Mansion Master and the Hundred Ghost Orders of Yan Prison as bargaining chips, and offering a reward for the ten states to recruit the peak monks of the Ten States Spirit Human Realm to enter the Dusk Drum Forest to encircle and suppress the remnants of the autumn water. For a time, nearly 10,000 cultivators from ten states went to Yingzhou and entered the Dusk Drum Forest. ”

As he said this, the old man suddenly stopped.

"And then?"

The crowd in the house began to commotion.

"Old man, tell me quickly, if my son finds it interesting, I will reward you with a spirit stone!"

Among the loud noises, a clear voice stood out the most.

"Hehe, the son is cool, and the old decay will not sell the guanzi. ”

The old man suddenly became excited when he heard this.

"What I didn't expect was that after these 10,000 cultivators entered this Dusk Drum Forest, instead of catching the remnants of the autumn water, because the gate of the Dusk Drum Forest was closed in advance, they were all locked up in the Dusk Drum Forest, and so far in the past ten years, they can only enter and not go out, and no one knows what has happened in the mountain in the past ten years. ”

The old man said in a sonorous tone.

As soon as his voice fell, the post station people were pushed away with a "squeak", and a man wrapped tightly in his whole body walked in with the wind and snow outside the house.

For a while, dozens of pairs of eyes in the post station looked at the door of the post station.

The men looked at the man with surprise, confusion, and even anger in their eyes.

However, the man's expression was unmoved, he glanced indifferently at the crowd and buckled them with his backhand, and then found a corner in the post station and sat down without a word.

As the aura of Qinglian Mansion became weaker and weaker, many of the post stations built when Qinglian Mansion was prosperous in the past gradually fell into disrepair, and this post station was the same, except for the walls and a roof that blocked the wind on all sides, there was nothing else.

"Old man, you go on, you haven't finished talking yet, if you do this again, I won't give you this spirit stone of mine. ”

The young man's clear voice urged again.

This young man is dressed in gorgeous clothes, his face is like a crown of jade, and his face is very delicate, although he intends to hide it, but any cultivator in his eyes can see that this young man is clearly a woman dressed as a man.

"Ahem, yes, yes, son, don't worry, don't hurry, wait for the old man to drink saliva. ”

The old man said with a smile on his face, his figure was slumped, and there was a fortune-telling signboard next to him, which seemed to be a fortune-teller rather than a storyteller

"What happened in the Twilight Drum Forest in the past ten years, it stands to reason that everything will be revealed after the Twilight Drum Forest seal ban is lifted, but now that more than half a year has passed, there is still no news coming out, and it is very strange. ”

The old man took a sip of tea and said with a puzzled expression.

"What's so strange about this, the news is naturally blocked by Yan Prison and the Immortal Alliance, they don't want to say how can you and I know?"

A man with a harsh voice interrupted the old man.

The man with a sharp beak was thin and thin, holding a bowl of warm wine, and instead of sitting well, he squatted on the bench with his feet.

"Neither nor not!"

The old man waved his hand with some excitement.

"In the past ten years, there have been 80,000 cultivators who have entered the Dusk Drum Forest, if not 100,000, but even if most of them die, they can always survive tens of thousands, but after so many people return to the Ten Prefectures, there is no sound at all, don't you think it's strange?"

He looked at the crowd in front of him and smiled slyly.

"The Immortal Alliance and Yan Hell did block the news, but this news is not everything that happened in the Dusk Drum Forest, because even they themselves don't know what is really going on in the Dusk Drum Forest. ”

He said with some smugness.

"So that even the people of the Immortal Alliance and the Hellsters don't know what's going on inside?"

The young man in the fancy dress asked with his eyes wide open.

"Because in the past ten years. ”

The old man took another sip of water, and then stopped selling Guan Zi and said:

"Except for the remnants of the autumn water, none of the cultivators who entered the Dusk Drum Forest came out alive. ”