The mountain breeze blows long hair, swaying freely in the air.

Yun Wuyue left, finished the deal with Qing Yu, and she left directly.

Qing Yu passed on her "Ruyi Heavenly Demon, Eight Styles in a Row", and demonstrated the next divine sword slash, and the rest was up to her to understand.

After all, the mystery of the divine sword slash is that Qing Yu analyzes all aspects clearly, and others may not be able to understand it. There are some things that you still have to try and understand by yourself.

"When the Heavenly Demon Palace was born, is there still a Blood Demon Sect?" Qing Yu looked at the bright moon in the sky and muttered.

The birth of the Heavenly Demon Palace was within the expected range, and there is no need to be too vigilant now. According to what Yun Wuyue said, the Demon Venerable was hit by a sword of the Mortal Sword, and was injured by the Blood Demon Sect Master, and the injury was not so easy.

Now that the portal of the Heavenly Demon Realm has been exposed, if the Heavenly Demon Palace releases too much high-level combat power, it is likely that others will seize the opportunity to come up with a wave of decapitation tactics.

The fifth-strongest demon in the heavenly list, the thorn in the eye of the people in the righteous path, and the people who want to kill the demon venerable, there are countless people. If there is a real opportunity, maybe the Great Chan Temple and Longhu Mountain will cooperate.

"As for the Blood Demon Cult······" Qing Yu groaned.

The martial arts of the Blood Demon Sect are characterized by rapid progress, as long as the killing is enough, the speed of the cultivator's progress is definitely beyond the imagination of others. Hmm······ As long as you don't go mad.

With high returns comes high risk. For those who practice blood demon martial arts, the probability of going mad is also doubled. If you don't have enough spiritual realm, it's 100% the end of going mad.

In a certain way, the state of mind of a Blood Demon Sect disciple who can really learn something is much higher than that of a righteous path disciple of the same realm.

Having said so much, there is actually only one thing to talk about, and that is that the Blood Demon Sect has been hiding for so long, and it is about to emerge. Maybe right now, there are Blood Demon Cultists somewhere planning a bloody feast.

"I hope they don't open their eyes. A fierce look flashed in Qing Yu's eyes.

The persimmon picks up the soft pinch, and compared with the big dry, the strength of the Northern Zhou is obviously much weaker. Those people from the Blood Demon Sect were likely to go to Northern Zhou to practice.

If that's the case, Feng Jiuwu will be annoyed.

But in this way, I am not afraid that there will be no place to find where the people in the Blood Demon Sect are hiding, and the matter of studying the essence blood of the demon clan can also be brought on the road.

"Forget it, we'll have to wait for the Blood Demon Sect to come up. I'd better go to the True Martial Sect first, that Xuanyu 'Dao Brother' should also be in a hurry." ”

Thinking of Xuanyu, Qing Yu couldn't help but think, what would he think about one day after he knew his true identity?

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The night breeze was blowing, and the same moonlight shone on a different mountain.

In a deserted deep mountain on the border of Qingzhou, the silver-white moonlight is like a light veil, gently falling in a dilapidated Taoist temple.

It is said to be dilapidated because on the portal of the Taoist temple, there are traces of time everywhere, and there is not even a plaque on the lintel, it is empty, it is a nameless broken Taoist temple.

Behind the dilapidated portal, however, is a small courtyard with neat tables and chairs, and a fence in the corner.

Although the owner has been gone for a long time, this small courtyard still maintains its original appearance. People from the outside world don't come here, and the wild beasts in the mountains are stopped by some poisonous weeds planted around the Taoist temple.

"Squeak-"

The closed door opened inward, and two people slowly walked into this Taoist temple that had been silent for almost four years.

The first to enter was a middle-aged man in a purple dress, and behind him, a woman in a blue dress with a cyan veil followed.

"Is this the Taoist temple where the junior brother has lived for three years?" the woman in the blue dress said softly, looking around.

"To be precise, he should be your senior brother. When he started, you were still in Yangcheng as your eldest lady. ”

The middle-aged man paused, and said with a smile: "I was almost surrounded by this girl of you, and now I am not a person from the True Martial Arts Sect, and he has nothing to do with you." ”

As he spoke, he gently walked over to the dust-filled wooden chair, gently brushed his sleeves to remove the dust, and sat down on the wooden chair.

The moonlight illuminated the middle-aged man's face, revealing a face that was very familiar to the people in the True Martial Arts.

Xuanguang.

The person who came here was none other than the former traitor of the True Martial Arts Sect - Xuanguang.

"If Shizun really broke off the relationship with the True Martial Sect, why didn't he change this Dao number? Now Shizun is still vulgar. And why did you bring your apprentices here?" the woman in the blue dress walked curiously to the left and right, looked around the courtyard, and then turned back.

"Although the Dao name is given by the True Martial Arts Sect, it is also the only name in the life of the teacher, and I am used to it, and I am too lazy to change it. As for coming here, it is for you to see the place where you once lived with the person who was deflated by your teacher. ”

Xuan Guang seemed to have a little nostalgic feelings, and said: "In my life, I have suffered countless losses, but it is the first time that I have suffered a loss on a little ghost in the acquired realm. A few years ago, if it weren't for a moment of leisure and wanting to play a little game with my Qingyu nephew, maybe the battle of Yangcheng would not have been so difficult. ”

In the battle of Yangcheng that year, due to Qing Yu's intervention, the six doors exposed the conspiracy of the Zhenshan army in advance, causing the war to open ahead of schedule. If it weren't for Zhang Huchen, the king of Zhenshan at that time, who broke through the pass in advance, and when the god of capture arrived, maybe Daqian would still have a chance to counterattack Qingzhou.

"I'm going to have to take a good look. The words of the woman in the blue dress brought a hint of hatred.

If it weren't for this little Taoist priest, if the six doors hadn't entered Yangcheng in advance, Fu Bo, who had taken care of her for more than 20 years, might not have died. All of this is to blame on this Qingyu Xiaodao.

"That person doesn't know if he's dead, if he doesn't die, I want to see what he lives like now!" The woman in the blue dress, or the former eldest lady of the Song family, Song Ziqi, and now Zhang Suyun of the Zhang family, gritted her silver teeth and said.

"He's definitely going to live well. Xuan Guang said softly.

The nephew played a trick of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix under his nose, and splashed a basin of dirty water on himself. Although Xuan Guang, who is already dirty, doesn't mind getting dirty any more, but putting it on his back and splashing it on others is two different things.

"This time I entered the Central Plains, in addition to important things, I also want to find this Qingyu nephew as a teacher, to see how he has been doing in the past few years, and what kind of fame he has made now, so that my uncle will also be discredited. ”

In the words that seem to be a little nostalgic, there is an inexplicable meaning, and there is a kind of evil aura slowly rising. Under the moonlight, a few lines with the ancient reckless aura faintly appeared on Xuan Guang's face, and the turbid aura slowly circulated in his eyes.