Sealing Sword

This is the darkest time before dawn.

The sky is dark for thousands of miles, and the sparse stars are reflected like lead black clouds, and the strong wind tore them like rags. Under the night, there are deep mountains and forests entrenched like dragons. The wind grows long, stretching its curled body like a dragon and snake, and the blood-like color dyes half of Mizong Ridge red.

Xiao Yan put on a pitch-black cloak to cover the bruises all over her body below. She stood at the upper wind and looked down. Behind her were corpses all over the ground, and a group of subordinates standing respectfully.

She asked softly: "Sifang Mountain Gate, how is the situation now?"

A man in a gray robe behind him said: "The Baidao army that arrived a few days ago is divided into two groups and stationed outside the south and north mountain gates. The mountain and water routes have been strangled by the throat. The western trail is still under our control. As for the east... According to the report, the signal of the Baidao reinforcements has been found in that direction."

Xiao Yan was condescending, as if ignoring the fight below, or in a daze.

Seeing him building a tall building, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse. (Note)

This is the place where she devoted her heart and soul for more than ten years, and it is also the root of her bloody and rough life for half of her life.

She saw with her own eyes how prosperous the Buried Soul Palace was, how powerful Helian Yu was, and how all these flourished and declined, until now the end of the road, the building would collapse.

"...wait another hour, and we will leave."

The gray-robed man was startled: "From the west road?"

"The west road leads directly to the outside of the customs. Now the border of Xichuan is chaotic. If we go there, we will either seek death or become the next pawn of the foreign race." Xiao Yangu sneered, "Detour, go from Qiushuiwu, and we will go to northern Xinjiang!"

"Qiu Shui Wu has fallen into Bai Dao's hands, and the person in charge there..."

"Ruan Feiyu, a disciple of Southern Confucianism, Qin Lanshang, the eldest lady of Hundred Ghosts, Ying Xiu, the owner of Mingzhu Gambling Workshop, and... Sun Mifeng, a ghost doctor in Dongming Valley." Xiao Yangu's voice became softer and softer, and finally said There was actually a hint of a smile on his face, "They are all smart people, so they will naturally make smart choices, but you have to leave some road letters for them to explain."

The gray-robed man understood: "This subordinate understands."

In fact, he still has a question in his mind, he has to go left and right, why not retreat now, but stay in the right and wrong place for an extra hour?

However, Xiao Yangu didn't say anything, and no one dared to ask. A human subordinate should always have some eyesight, should not listen to, see or ask about things, and never be curious.

Xiao Yan stood with her hands behind her back, looking over the mess on the ground and looking in the direction of Jingfeng Palace.

The wind blew over there, and she smelled the stench of death.

The Gu worm that landed on the back of Chu Xiwei's hand did not bite his flesh, but spread its wings again after a pause, and flew towards the man in white who stopped silently.

Ye Fusheng grabbed Chu Xiwei's hand and wanted to touch the skin. After making sure that there was no wound on it, he felt a big stone in his heart hit the ground with a "bang". Ye Fusheng, who was used to life and death, felt his legs go limp, and almost knelt down.

The insects crawling all over the ground seemed to have received some mysterious instructions, and moved away from them like a tide. Even the part that was about to crawl out of the doors and windows also retreated, and surrounded the place one foot from the visitor's feet. Scalp tingling.

"division……"

Ye Fusheng raised his head to look at the familiar figure, but his voice stopped abruptly. Chu Xiwei followed his gaze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The person in front of him is indeed Duanqing, but it seems that he is not.

Duanqing's white hair is like frost and snow, like flowing silk and satin under the light of the moonlight, it is a cool color that does not look old, it is definitely not the gray and haggard tainted with death like it is now.

Even more lifeless than the hair is the face.

Daoist Priest, whose face had remained unchanged for decades, seemed to have wasted decades of age in just a few days. Faint lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, his face lost all color, even his lips were dry and cracked, and his body was weak.

He stood quietly like this, like an evergreen tree whose roots had been cut off, exuding the dead breath of a dying tree from the inside out.

"Daoist," Chu Xiwei's throat was dry, he watched the flying Gu worm land on the palm of Duan Qing's outstretched right hand, "You..."

"This is Lihen Gu." Duan Qing watched the Gu worm in his palm twirling restlessly, his five fingers closed and opened, as if pinching an ordinary ant to death, "He Lianyu has no longevity Gu, so he can only retreat. And the second thing is to turn yourself into a 'gu nest' with the help of the secret technique of voodoo, introduce the hate venom into the body, and control the other voodoo here."

There was a slight biting sound in his ears, and Chu Xiwei's eyes fell on Helian Yu's corpse, and saw his exposed seven orifices and various wounds, the skin and flesh slowly swelled up one by one, and then were covered from the inside out. Bitten through, several small Lihen Gu worms drilled out.

A corpse soon became unrecognizable, even with Chu Xiwei's knowledge, he couldn't help but tremble with fear, if he was really bitten by this hatred Gu, would he also become like this?

He Lianyu wanted to gain the power of Gu insects, so he put his life and death as the price. Now that the cycle of karma and vengeance are rewarded, he knows what it means to "do evil by yourself, you can't live".

Duanqing seemed very tired, his voice was extremely soft, and his eyes were half-closed.Ye Fusheng suddenly took a step forward, and firmly grabbed his left hand hanging in the sleeve.

Normally, even if such reckless behavior would not be slapped in the face by the whisk, it would still be reprimanded by Duan lightly. However, this time, the white-haired Taoist priest did not even evade, letting Ye Fusheng open the tightly clenched palm .

In the pale palm lay a half-finger-long, rice-thick blood-colored Gu worm. It looked a bit like a centipede, its whole body was crystal clear, and it was held in his hand dying, exuding the coldness of dying.

Ye Fusheng had never seen this thing before, but he knew what it was from Chu Xiwei's sudden change of expression.

Longevity Gu.

The last longevity Gu in the world, was planted in Mu Qingshang's body when he was two years old, grew up in the treacherous and bloody environment of Mizong Ridge, and was suppressed by "Wu Ji Gong" to get rid of its ferocity. It was Mu Qingshang's. Fate is also the root of Duanqing.

Now, it's dying.

Like a basin of bone-chilling cold water splashing down on his face, Ye Fusheng was instantly chilled from head to toe, he felt the chill emanating from his bones, his whole body began to tremble suddenly, and his voice also trembled: "Master, you...why..."

"On Wenchan Mountain that day, Zhao Bing'e told me, 'He Lianyu refined hundreds of Gu worms and hid them in Mizong Ridge. Whoever wants his life has to go to the Underworld with Burial Soul Palace to do it. Back up'... From then on, I made up my mind." Duan Qing closed his eyes, his voice was very calm, his indifference was almost cruel, he treated others as well as himself.

If it wasn't for investigating the location of the Gu cave, Duanqing would have killed Helian Yu on Wenchan Mountain early in the morning, instead of using himself as bait to follow him to Mizong Ridge.

However, the huge Mizong Ridge is full of dangers, how easy is it to find the Gu cave?Among the only people who knew where it was, Bu Xueyao had already been killed by Helian Yu himself, and if he wanted to find the clue, he could only start with him.

If there is anyone in the world who knows Helian Yu like the palm of his hand, it is only Mu Qingshang.

Duanqing's love for Helian Yu had been broken early, but he still had the memory of Mu Qingshang in his mind. Two days ago, he left Weeping Blood Cave under the cover of Xiao Yangu, while avoiding the eyes and ears of the sentry in the mountains. , while going to several suspicious places he guessed to investigate one by one.

The cold spring forbidden area of ​​Duanhun Cliff, the Prajna flower in the thorny blood bushes, the Hundred Poison Pond behind the Suzaku Palace, and... the bone burial pit of His Royal Highness Jingfeng.

After the longevity Gu is separated from the body, it can only live for one hour, and the person who loses the longevity Gu will also be drained of most of the energy, blood and energy, leaving almost an empty shell.

Duanqing had to see those Gu worms with his own eyes before he could force the Longevity Gu out of his body, but Helian Yusheng was very cunning, and left a small number of confusing Gu worms in the other three places. The life of the daily retreat is hanging by a thread, and the subordinates of the Buried Soul Palace guarding the three places are also attacked by the out-of-control Gu insects lurking nearby, which will cause the Gu poison to leak out.

If it wasn't for Helian Yu's eagerness to be strong, he did not hesitate to implant Lihen Gu to use his body as a "nest", thereby alarming the longevity Gu in Duanqing's body, maybe he really cheated this time.

When Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng fought Helian Yuxue, Duanqing had already arrived outside Jingfeng Hall, took advantage of the chaos to get past the crowd, hid in a blind corner outside the door, slashed his left wrist, and forced the longevity Gu out .

Longevity Gu has a natural influence and suppression on these Gu insects, the moment it sees the light of day again, Helian Yu's plan to burn everything together is doomed to fail.

The truth came to light, but Ye Fusheng couldn't be happy at all, he stared at the dying longevity Gu in Duanqing's palm, as if all his strength had been drained, unprecedented panic and powerlessness spread from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to say something, his throat But already dumb.

"The matter is not finished yet, why are you crying?" Duan Qing glanced at him, then turned to Chu Xiwei, "The battle outside has been settled, go ask someone to pour oil and pile firewood outside Jingfeng Hall, and then set fire to it." this place."

Chu Xiwei didn't move, but instead asked, "Then what about you, Daoist?"

"Although I have lost the longevity Gu, decades of practicing "The Promise Kung Fu" is not for nothing, and I won't be able to die for a while." Duan Qing stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and his eyes fell on Ye Fusheng. Smiling, like the last flower blooming on a dead tree, burning the afterglow of a candle in the dead silence, "You are such a grown-up person, and have experienced life and death for several years. Can't you see through these? Wipe away your tears, When this matter is over, I will take you back to Feiyun Peak, be obedient."

Ye Fusheng wanted to say something, but he gently pushed him to Chu Xiwei's side, only to hear Duan Qing say: "It's not too late, let's go."

Chu Xiwei pulled Ye Fusheng's arm silently, and the latter turned his head three times at a step, but he was still taken out of Jingfeng Palace by him.

Out of Duanqing's sight, Ye Fusheng couldn't stand anymore, staggered, and fell to his knees on the ground on the spot.

At that moment, Ye Fusheng's eyes were empty and dazed, he seemed to be staring at the subordinates of the Hundred Ghosts Sect who were messing up the mess and cleaning up the mess before him, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything, there seemed to be thousands of voices intermingling in his mind, It gave him a splitting headache and shortness of breath.

Chu Xiwei was taken aback by his reaction, and waved her hands to ask her subordinates to collect dry diesel cloth. She leaned down to see Ye Fusheng's situation. Her cool fingers touched the man's face, and she felt that his whole body was shaking. Her lips moved as if she was saying something, and when Chu Xiwei held her breath and got closer, she heard Ye Fusheng muttering: "I...I'm sorry...Master..."

——Remember what I said, offer an extra jug of wine every year and festival.Also, take good care of your mistress.

Chu Xiwei wanted to pull Ye Fusheng up, but the man knelt on the ground almost stiffened into a log, so he could only squat down, holding Ye Fusheng's face with both hands, forcing him to look directly at him, and said word by word: "you're not wrong."

Ye Fusheng twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling uglier than crying: "If I can be stronger, if I find the Gu hole earlier, if..."

"There are not so many "ifs" in the world. Everyone has their own responsibilities and choices. Whether they are complete or incomplete, doing your best is doing your best. You are too demanding of yourself." Chu Xi shook her head slightly and said seriously, "Helian Yu is dead, and the Buried Soul Palace will be destroyed. Regardless of the overall situation and personal enmity, they will be rewarded; the longevity Gu is gone, and the Taoist priest still has "Wuji Kungfu". Let's take him to find Sun Minfeng and Xuansu. There is another way...Master, you told me back then that 'nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart', I remembered it for more than ten years, and I will remember it for the rest of my life, how could you forget?"

Ye Fusheng stared at him with a pair of eyes, there was only a calm pool of water in his eyes, and Chu Xiwei was reflected in the water.

Chu Xiwei wiped away the water from the corners of his eyes with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Even if you forget these things, it's okay, I will accompany you, life and death, misfortune, misfortune, yellow spring and blue fall, I will accompany you."

Ye Fusheng stared blankly at his face slowly getting closer and larger. When his hot lips were lightly pressed against the corners of his eyes, his fisted fingers trembled violently, and then loosened suddenly, encircling Chu Xiwei's back , buried his head in his neck and cried.

His cry was very low and hoarse, his sobs were choked up almost out of tune, his arms holding Chu Xiwei became tighter and tighter, hot tears flowed down his face and wet the man's skirt skin, and flowed down his collarbone into the bottom of his heart.

Chu Xiwei usually stabs people accurately, but he is very jerky when trying to comfort people. After the few words he has said in his heart, he has nothing to say. The neck went down the spine, without saying a word, but propped up the world above the head and under the feet.

Inside Jingfeng Hall, Duanqing watched them go out, suddenly covered his mouth with the palm of his right hand, and coughed a few times muffled.

The voice was very low, but he was coughing heart-rendingly, and a sick flush appeared on Duanqing's pale face. He calmly ran his mind, suppressed the churning inner breath in his chest, and then stepped towards Helian Yu's chest. The corpse walks away.

The Gu worms all over the ground seemed to smell the smell of uneasiness, ready to move, making strange "rustling" noises, ferocious and terrifying, but they were controlled by longevity Gu, so they could only gather in the center of the hall, away from the gaps in doors and windows and other exits.

Duanqing lowered his head and stared at Helian Yu's corpse, the situation in his eyes was changing rapidly, and finally turned into an annihilated gray.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took the Poyun Sword in one hand, lifted Helian Yu's body in the other, and turned to walk towards the inner room of Jingfeng Palace.

Helian Yu Neng worked hard and was extremely extravagant. The inner room he lived in was extremely exquisitely and gorgeously arranged. His clear eyes swept away, and finally landed on the high bed covered with brocade soft pillows.

With a wave of the long sword, the bed was lifted open with sword energy, and the covering curtains flew up, revealing a coffin under the bed.

Pushing open the coffin lid with one palm, there was only a set of clothes and a painting inside.

The clothes must be many years old, the seams are torn, the corners are rotten, and the cloud pattern embroidery on it is not as good as before, but it was neatly laid out in the coffin, with the sleeves placed under the front, like a dead person The appearance of rest.

Duanqing opened the painting, on it was a white bone leaning against the ruined wall, with a dazzling flower sandwiched between the disfigured fingers.

His eyes moved from the picture to Helian Yu's face, without saying anything, he rolled up the scroll and put it back, then with both arms, he put Helian Yu's body into it, together with the Poyun Sword.

Fingers squeezed the corpse's mouth open, and the dying longevity Gu was put in. It immediately cheered up when it smelled blood, but how could a dead person communicate with it?

The moment the longevity Gu left his hand, the Gu worms outside rushed towards him like crazy, Duan Qing pushed down on his left arm with his fingers, the unhealed wound on his wrist burst again, and as his movements shifted, The dripping blood stretched from the coffin to the ground, as if paving a scarlet bloody road.

When the first Gu worm crawled into the coffin along with the bloody smell, Duan Qing stopped the bleeding and wrapped the wound, and pushed it three feet away, watching the Gu worms pouring into the coffin one after another, accompanied by the creepy biting sound, if any Flesh and bones are like powder.

After the last Gu worm entered the coffin, he kicked the coffin lid up and down, pressing everything into the darkness, and then left without looking back.

At this time, the east was already faintly pale, and there was a faint light in the distant sky. The entire Shocking Wind Hall was surrounded by dry firewood, rags and other inflammable objects, and piled up on the load-bearing walls, key points of the portal, and pillars and foundation stones. A dozen thunder and fire bombs, and the subordinates of the Hundred Ghosts Sect threw corpses into it. Chu Xiwei heard the chaotic sound from the mountain below and the wind roared up, and took out a signal firework from his arms. Throwing it up, a scarlet firework exploded in the dark night, and the stream of light scattered in an instant, as if tearing the sky apart.

The fireworks shocked the entire Mizong Ridge, and Ying Xiu and others who had been waiting outside the mountain for a long time finally settled down. Countless people rode their horses and swung their troops to attack this forested place that had been entrenched for many years.

Ye Fusheng held Chu Xiwei's hand tightly, and fixed his eyes on Jingfeng Palace. He waited until the white-haired Taoist stepped out of the gate and nodded slightly to them, then he slowly laughed.

Chu Xiwei took a torch from his subordinates, held it together with Ye Fusheng and threw it out. With this order, countless torches flew from behind and dragged out a long distance under the dark sky. The tail of the sky is like the sky splitting the nine layers of clouds, and a stream of fire and flying stars fell.