Chapter 93: A Thought Without a Trace (Part 2)
The mountains and steep mountains are steep and majestic. The Fengzhanghua Palace is as cold as the moon palace, while the clouds and clouds above are magnificent.
Lu Hong, who stood in the sky with swords, looked at this place quietly. Every city, a pool, a grass and a tree had been erased from his mind. All the scenery and everyone was very unfamiliar to him, but there was a feeling of déjà vu in the depths of his heart.
Sun Yao in the Great Protective Array raised her head and vaguely saw his figure through the clouds above. Her eyes couldn't help but move. Awei and Yan Xiaoman also took a few steps forward in surprise.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?"
Xuanyuan Su, who was dressed in white as snow, looked back at him, and then he came to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing."
When he turned into a rainbow, he disappeared into the air without any nostalgia; the rainbow light in the sky passed by like a red sword rain in the sky, with a continuous breath, like a huge wave, and it did not disappear until a quarter of an hour later.
The Master Wuji easily crossed the boundary and went eastward, no one dared to take it; and the masters who had already joined forces in Zhongzhou had not appeared for some reason.
After passing Kunpeng Ridge, everyone's eyes were gathered in Linhe Town and Qinghe Town.
Linhe Town and Qinghe Town were originally two very inconspicuous towns in China. The disaster of corpse ghosts was that this place was tragically ravaged, and there were no ten local residents and sects. However, after the ancient sage Ti Jian pacified the disaster, the establishment of academies here greatly increased the reputation of these two places, and many famous scholars from the world of cultivating came here to worship.
Although the ancient sage is dedicated to teaching and educating people and refuses to see guests, this does not affect the ancient sage's status in the minds of everyone.
Now, Wuji Taoist Master led the immortals to pass by, and many people were looking forward to the highly respected ancient saints who could take action, but when that aura reached the sky above Qinghe Town, the town was quiet.
The aura of the ancient saint did not appear from beginning to end, and the true eyes of the Master Wuji opened his eyes and saw the evil and ghost atmosphere below.
Under the true eyes, corpses and ghosts appeared one after another. The Master Wuji's five fingers were snooping down in the air, and a Tai Chi diagram was transformed into a center of hissing. The true energy was spread wide, forming a huge vortex. Black shadows below were sniffed up.
Qinghe Town, which has always been peaceful and peaceful, suddenly became a demonic energy. After the Tai Chi diagram rotated, the black shadows were wiped out into powder. The people below raised their heads and were all dumbfounded.
The Master of Wuji took the Tai Chi diagram into his sleeve and left by the wind. Dasheng locked down below and flashed away. He saw the steep Dagu Mountain from afar.
The mountains are like dragons, the mountains are like gatherings, the peaks are as high as clouds, and below is the magic sealing platform that covers an extremely wide area.
The direction of this place is full of demonic breath and turbulent evil spirits. The ferocious birds and beasts that have been psychic nearby dare not approach it; but now the appearance of the entire Dagu Mountain has changed completely.
The true energy is full, the flowers are in full bloom, and the chirping of birds may be heard. The forest is lush and lush, the hillside is covered with wild flowers, and the clouds are floating on the top of the mountain, flying with swords, making people feel like they are entering a fairyland.
Wuji Dao Sect and Dagu Mountain, in the memories of Lu Hong and Xuanyuan Su, this is where they lived since childhood; Wuji Dao Sect selects his disciples very strictly, and for decades, the Wuji Dao Lord has only accepted the two of them as their closed disciples.
Since childhood, the two of them have been playing on the mountain together, doing morning classes together, practicing this technique together, and killing demons together...
All memories have been rewritten.
A series of true energy gathered above the Demon-Sealing Platform to form a huge realm gate. Lu Hong and Xuanyuan Su followed the Master of Wuji to attack the sword...
Zhongzhou, the deserted hill opera city.
In the wide hall, a young man sat alone in the center of the hall, with two masks placed beside him, one with green face and fangs, which looked like an evil ghost, and the other with a dignified manner, was the human skin mask of a beautiful woman.
In the past, when he was in this hall, there was always a girl wearing someone else's mask to set wine and tea for him, and occasionally looking through some files for him to help him handle some affairs in the city.
The girl was originally just a little fox from Tu Yaoshan. She didn't know anything except that little charming technique. Later, she studied singing and dancing for him, learned how to cook, how to make tea, and how to please him.
He was very disdainful.
As the head of a city, there are hundreds of thousands of people in charge, and a decision can determine the life and death of thousands of people. Feelings is unnecessary for him. In order to gain a place in this country, he first tried to gain the trust of the Su family, and then spread the news of Gao Tang Jing, causing trouble everywhere under the name of the Su family, and at the same time brought the Su family into the abyss. In the end, he cooperated with Yan Shi and brought all the masters of the Su family through the way.
He still remembered that night, Su Yan'er looked at him in the sky-striking fire.
He had been moved by that girl, but how could a woman be compared with the status of the Lord of the City? He could allow a woman to live in his memory from now on, but he could never let the Lord of the City is an unattainable castle in the sky.
With the careful arrangement of him and Yan Shi, all the plans he planned for the Su family became the defeat of the Su family, and eventually destroyed himself, and he also became a kind of infatuation in the eyes of many people; but how could the people from Yanshan be the kind of infatuation who loves beauty but not the country?
Later, he met the silly little fox in Tu Yao Mountain. Until now, she thought the theater city would save the life of the fox clan of Tu Yao Mountain. In fact, the reason why people from the Demonic Demon lineage appeared in Tu Yao Mountain and all the people from the Demonic Demon City were making a match. He only appeared at the most appropriate time and became the benefactor of the demon foxes of Tu Yao Mountain. From then on, the demon foxes were willing to serve him, and the people from the Demonic Demon lineage also became his puppets in the dark...
He has always believed that since he is a superior, he must have such cool and powerful means, so he can play with everyone in applause, and even the God of Wealth Pavilion is no exception.
However, when Xia Sha left, he suddenly remembered the woman. He knew clearly that the person who occupied a certain position in his heart was not the dead Su Yan'er, but Xia Sha who had been by his side.
"Old Seven, Old Eighth",
A tall figure suddenly appeared at the door of the hall. His shrewd eyes were on Shao Zhengye's pale and handsome face, and then moved to Master Yan beside him.
Yan Shi, who had served as a national teacher and enjoyed the fireworks of the world, sat next to Shao Zhengye; Yan Shi, who had white clothes and hair tied up, looked less than thirty years old, with curved eyebrows and thin eyes, did not look like a wise man with perfect plans at all, but the person at the door knew how terrible this person who had served as a national teacher of the Nine Kingdoms would be able to calculate.
Chapter completed!