Hidden Blade Chapter 42: Staring into the void

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Early morning on the fourth day.

When Chu Qiuli appeared in front of everyone, he inevitably attracted a burst of surprised eyes from everyone.

Whether it is Yan Zhan or Ning Zhumang, he is not a stupid person at all. Although he was surprised by Chu Qiuli's coming back to life, he probably guessed that this must have a lot to do with the unpredictable Mr. Wei. But they were extremely enthusiastic and didn't ask the details, but they were really happy for Chu Qiuli's An Ran.

So almost the group of people set off on the road again.

Leaving the town of Wuzhou in Longzhou, he took his own steps again towards Yanzhou.

As always, Mr. Wei, who was carrying a wooden box, walked in front of the team. It seemed that he was no different from the past, but his rickety body seemed to be bent a little more than before.

While Xu Han and Ning Zhumang walked at the end of the team as always, Ning Zhumang said nothing about Chu Qiuli's situation. He personally probed Chu Qiuli's injuries, and he naturally understood the root of the phenomenon of exhaustion. It cannot be cured by any medical technique. Obviously, the mystery contained in this can not be arbitrarily spoken to others. He naturally does not ask more, but quietly follows Xu Han as he watched the big man walking in the middle of the team with a smile on his face. Both Yan Zhan and Xue Ning brag about the mysterious deeds of saving his life in the dream of his master's resurrection yesterday.

"Brother Chu didn't freak out, and he returned to normal in an instant." After watching for a while, Ning Zhumang suddenly sighed.

After hearing this, Xu Han glanced sideways at the other party and smiled: "Is this bad?"

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"So, Yuehu is dead, right?" Yaqishan, the Lunar Palace shrouded in a black object, has long no longer looked like the lingering air of immortality.

A handsome man in black, glanced sideways at the white robe scholar beside him and asked.

The white-robed scholar arched his hand and said with a low eye: "Since I sent him a few months ago to invite the half-demon into the palace, there has been no news. I have sent someone to search the Kazuohara, and there is no trace of him. The corpse of the Lord’s incarnation was only found in one place."

"Hmm..." The handsome man who heard this nodded slightly.

But the white-robed scholar seemed to be unable to contain the doubts in his mind, and asked at that time: "But the palace lord, Yuehu's trip, I have already deduced it several times, there should be no variables, why is this still happening? Things."

White-robed Confucian scholars admired the deduction technique of the Taiyin Palace called "Tianyi". Before all sorts of schemes, even the earth immortals rarely escaped their calculations. Why did this trip go wrong? , He will inevitably be puzzled.

The handsome man in black robes turned his eyes and glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Remember, no matter what state you are in, never underestimate anyone."

The black robe man said so, but his eyes flickered, and he remembered that day when seven stars came from above his head, and the man with scorching sun in his eyes, of course, there was the man who seemed ordinary, but seemed to be hidden in his body. The young man who holds the great secret.

The white-robed Confucian student was taken aback when he heard the words, he was wise by nature, and he soon recovered.

Before, the palace lord’s plan to devour the dragon’s energy was not an all-inclusive plan. It seemed that there was no mistake, but in the end he still came back. Thinking of this, the white-clothed scholar's heart shrank, as if he wanted to say something, nothing Just when he reached his lips, he saw that the man in black still closed his eyes, as if he was falling asleep.

He knew that this was a sign that the lord of the palace had no intention of discussing it with him anymore.

Naturally, he wouldn't go to disobey a man, so he took back what he said at that time, arched his hand towards the man slightly, and then retreated.

After that, the white-robed scholar withdrew from the already pitch-black Fenglai Pavilion.

The closed eyes of the black man suddenly opened, and the black robe he was sitting on the large wooden chair suddenly surged, and the space in front of him suddenly began to distort, and gradually three different images appeared like Streamer generally appeared in front of him.

An old man in white has a piece of yellow sand behind him. On the yellow sand are long swords densely inserted into it, like tombstones.

One is a kind-eyed monk dressed in a golden robes. He is fifty years old. Although sitting cross-legged, there are faintly twinkling Buddha lights all over his body.

The last one is a young Taoist standing in front of that Taoist temple. He is not very old, in his early twenties, with red lips and white teeth. He is carrying a basket of dolls on his back. There are not some treasures of heaven and earth, but some sellers. Very different wild fruits and vegetables.

"Southern Wilderness Jianling, Daxia Longyin, Dazhou Daomen...what are the three looking for me?" After seeing the scenery in the three images, the man in black raised his brows and asked lightly.

"The watcher has been to this world." said the monk.

The look on the face of the man in black was relaxed, and he asked, "So what?"

"We are running out of time." said the old man living in Jianling.

The look on the face of the man in black is still very relaxed, he said: "This disaster will come sooner or later, you should have expected it."

"At the moment of the Great Tribulation, my four sects were ordered by the ancient great sages to guard this world. Therefore, we should work together to save the people from the disaster." The monk seemed to dislike the man's attitude, and he wrinkled. Frowning, said again.

"Ancient Great Sage?" But the man in black sneered, "The immortals of Kunlun have already left us, and this world has become an abandoned child. How can we fight against the awe-inspiring catastrophe? We don’t know what exactly exists in the middle of the world, but the departure of the immortal alone is enough to prove that this catastrophe is far from what we can resist. Instead of holding this common people’s righteousness, I think it is better to find another way out."

"The supreme real person! You and Senluodian's dirty deeds are invisible to me, but if you do anything that violates the Quartet Covenant back then, I will be the first to say no to the Southern Wilderness Jianling!"

"My Lord Sword Immortal, be optimistic about your fierce sword. It is not your turn to tell me about the Taiyin Palace." The black-robed man didn't care about it, and immediately turned back and sneered. The old man in the image suddenly looked gloomy, and his sword murmured all over the sky behind him.

Just as the atmosphere between the man, the old man and the monk was tense, the lips of the young Taoist who had not spoken aside suddenly opened, and said softly: "A few days ago, Patriarch came out of the mountain. Up."

The voice of these words was not loud, but when they spoke, the atmosphere between the three people suddenly fell silent, almost to the point where the needle fell.

"He actually came out of the mountain..." The black robe man stood up, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Where is he..." The monk trembled as if he was facing an enemy.

"What does he want to do?" The old man swallowed and said.

"Grandpa's mind, I dare not speculate ~IndoMTL.com~ but I think it is probably related to the arrival of the watcher..." the young Taoist said softly, with a calm expression on his face.

The expressions of the others in the room changed, and they fell silent again.

After a few breaths, the old man Jianling and the monk made an excuse to leave, and the images of the two were also extinguished at that time.

Only the image of the young Taoist still stayed in front of the man's eyes, his eyes staring straight at the man in black.

"Do you have any enlightenment from the Taoist Chief?" The man in black finally came back to his senses after a short pause, and asked with a smile.

The young Taoist shook his head, and after a while, he calmly said: "The palace master guards the void in the name of a sage..."

"This is righteousness..."

"But when you stare into the void, the void is staring at you..."

"You can see..."

"But don't watch the palace for too long..."