There are two rows of jade pillars in the empty room, brightly lit by candles, and a mysterious circular array pattern is drawn on the smooth marble floor. In the center of the array is an exquisite carved jade coffin.

This scene gave Yu Shiqi a sense of déjà vu, especially the jade coffin, which made him involuntarily recall the tomb of the goddess under the underground palace.

"No one?" Xia Qianyu looked around in surprise. Apart from the jade coffin, there were only two people in the empty room: herself and Yu Shiqi.

She, Yu Shiqi, stared at the jade coffin with a serious expression. Something suddenly occurred to her, and she secretly took a deep breath: "That person isn't lying in the jade coffin, is he?"

Yu Shiqi raised his left arm to signal her not to move forward, then he drew his sword and slowly approached the jade coffin.

He carefully walked around the jade coffin, stopped in front of the coffin and waited for a moment. Finally, he made up his mind and slapped the side of the coffin lid with his palm, urging his true energy to open it.

"Young Master?" Xia Qianyu stayed where he was. When he saw Yu Shiqi lifting the coffin lid with one palm and standing there as if in trance, she couldn't help but ask worried questions.

Yu Shiqi's eyes were firmly attracted by the girl lying in the jade coffin. After coming into contact with that beautiful face that was as peaceful and peaceful as sleeping, he could not move away even a little bit.

The autumn leaves slipped from his hands and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Yue'er..." He stretched out his hand in disbelief to touch the girl lying in the jade coffin with her arms folded on her chest, her body trembling with excitement and surprise.

There was a sudden strange noise on the ceiling in front of him. Yu Shiqi, who quickly woke up, took a step back, picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground with his toes and held it in his hand again.

He looked up and saw a circular opening in the ceiling near the wall in front. The bright moonlight in the night sky shone into this opening from above the castle.

A black shadow rotated down in the light beam of the gap. Behind him was a pair of huge wings wrapped in a dreamlike stream of light. When the pair of beautiful wings were fully extended, they were as wide as an adult's arms.

twice of.

The man was wearing a dark loose robe like a monk, with silver hair shawl, and a wooden Tengu mask on his face. The moment his feet landed on the ground, the wings behind him suddenly disappeared, making people almost think that he had just been there.

Everything you see is an illusion.

"Those who come to see you, why don't you kneel down and worship?"

Xia Qianyu fell into a daze. She saw the man standing with his hands behind his back and his head held high. His posture was outstanding and his weapons were majestic. He also heard that his voice was calm and powerful. In addition, it flashed in his mind that he had just seen him spread his wings and walk from the sky.

At that scene falling in the moonlight, the legs could not help but bend slowly.

At this moment, Yu Shiqi suddenly took a big step forward, and the tip of Qiu Ye's sword scraped against the ground, making a harsh friction sound.

Xia Qianyu came to her senses amidst the discordant friction sound, and realized that she had almost knelt down to that person, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

"Mr. Yu, is that you?" Yu Shiqi stared closely at the eyes under the tengu mask. Although the words in his mouth were questions, his tone was extremely sure.

Although there was a mask on his face, Yu Shiqi still recognized him through his voice. This man's voice was almost exactly the same as the Mr. Yu he had seen before in front of the giant tree shrine of the Snow Sect. This was also his first time.

When you break into the castle for the first time and hear the voice commanding Zongxiu, you will feel familiar with the reason.

"Mr. Yu?" The man repeated Yu Shiqi's words doubtfully, "Who are you calling?"

"You can't hide it, your voice has already revealed it." Yu Shiqi shrugged, "Mr. Yu, what are you doing? Since you are the owner of this place, why did you trick me into coming to Mengmao? Chang Yinghualu

Where? Also, what do you mean to the villagers downstream..."

The man wearing the Tengu mask raised his hand and interrupted Yu Shiqi's words: "I don't understand what you are talking about at all. Also, you asked so many questions in one breath, what do you think I am?"

"Mr. Yu..." Yu Shiqi frowned in displeasure. He vaguely felt that he had been tricked, "Never mind this, why is Yue'er here? Did you bring her here for treatment, or do you want to treat her right?

What does she do?"

The tone of the last half of the sentence already had the tone of a stern questioning, and the thunder vein energy on Qiuye's sword gathered, and the lightning flashed.

"Yue'er? Who is that?"

"Do you still want to deny it?" Yu Shiqi pointed towards the jade coffin with his left arm, "Isn't the person lying inside not the saint Xiling Yue of the Daxue Sect of the Spirit Clan? Where is the Medical Immortal Su Nan?"

"Alas..." The man wearing the Tengu mask shook his head and let out a sigh. He pushed forward with his right hand, and a powerful and invisible wave of air forced Yu Shiqi and Xia Qianyu back.

Yu Shiqi and Xia Qianyu were forced back to the wall by the force of the palm, and their backs hit the wall heavily.

"Can you be quiet now? You keep talking to yourself, it's really confusing." He flipped his beautiful palm with slender fingers and said calmly, "You are here to get Chang Yinghualu

Chang Ying is in the garden behind the castle, but I won’t let an ungodly person like you pass by."

The oppressive force originating from the opponent's palm still existed. At this time, both Yu Shiqi and Xia Qianyu were forced to maintain a posture with open arms and clinging to the wall. Neither of them had ever seen such martial arts.

The horror in my heart still hasn't dissipated.

"Do you compare yourself to a god?" Yu Shiqi gritted his teeth and asked, while trying to mobilize the true energy in his body to fight against the opponent's strong palm power.

"As far as you are concerned, I am almost the same as a god."

There was a burst of laughter from under the Tengu mask. The man walked slowly to the jade coffin, caressed the edge of the jade coffin and said: "The Great Snow Sect of the Spirit Clan you just mentioned seems to have been enshrined for hundreds of years.

The god of the Queen Mother of the West? Do you know who the Queen of the West is? The one lying in this jade coffin is the one who is lying in this jade coffin. Do you want to pay homage to the dead Queen Mother of the West, or to the living me?"

"What did you say? Say it again!" Yu Shiqi glared angrily.

The man was startled for a moment, then shrugged and smiled. He waved his hand and made a lifting motion to the side. The coffin lid that Yu Shiqi pushed open flipped up and covered the jade coffin again.

The sound of machinery suddenly coming from the four walls was heard. The jade coffin in the center of the array slowly sank under the floor, and then a stone platform with a sword in it rose up at the same position.

"Yu Tianjian..." Yu Shiqi saw the shape of the long sword inserted on the stone platform, and was suddenly shocked. The sword was almost identical in appearance to Yu Tianjian.

The man who reached out to draw the sword said "Oh" in surprise: "How do you know Yu Tianjian? It's interesting, tell me everything you know."

Yu Shiqi gritted his teeth and leaned forward with all his strength. The Yunmai Qi briefly broke through the force of the palm pressing in front of him, and then kicked on the wall behind him, shooting forward like an arrow.

Yu Tianjian swung out a huge half-moon air blade, and Yu Shiqi spun around to dodge in the air. The air blade almost missed his side and cut a terrifying crack in the wall behind him.

Xia Qianyu, who was still imprisoned on the wall, turned pale with fright when she saw this scene. From a moment ago, she felt as if she had come into contact with something incomprehensible. Although the two people in the confrontation were talking to themselves, they were still talking to each other.

There seems to be a subtle connection between the words. What is going on?

Yu Shiqi, who dodged the air blade slash, quickly rushed in front of the man in the Tengu mask. The sudden thunder flash struck at a very close distance, but the opponent's reaction was also unusually fast. Yu Tianjian responded at an incredible angle.

The defense blocked the bladeless sword's slashing attack.

"You use a bladeless sword?"

"At least I'm using real objects that carry the will of the previous owner." Yu Shiqi retorted, not to be outdone, "And what you have in your hands is a fake that only has a superficial appearance!"

With a clanging sound, the two men each took a few steps back, but launched another attack at the same time without stopping, the sword light flowing and sparks shooting out.

"You must have seen the Yutian Sword, so you know that this one is not real. Yes, if it was the real Yutian Sword in my hand, you would be dead now."

"Is it useful to say this?" Yu Shiqi gradually became better, and the three-line sword technique of Fuyao Sword of Fengmen was connected like flowing water, changing like moving clouds, and he gradually gained a slight advantage in the close combat.

Just when he was about to force the opponent into a corner and decide the outcome with mysteries, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and he involuntarily stepped back.

The pair of twinkling wings appeared behind the man in the Tengu mask again. He flapped his wings and set off a powerful wave of air. He instantly lifted off the ground and flew towards the gap filled with moonlight.

Yu Shiqi chased him to the bottom of the gap, looked up at the night sky outside the gap, and saw the pair of wings hovering above the castle for a week before returning again. The man wearing a tengu mask was floating above the castle with a long sword, looking down at him.
Chapter completed!