Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing was stunned for a while, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.He kept looking at the direction where Xiao Junlan's soul disappeared, his eyes lost focus, and his fingertips were a little unsteady.

It was like a wind and sand gently fell on his heart, and slowly dispersed.

Later, he often recalled that day, when he saw Xiao Junlan, he hesitated for a moment, and some unspeakable emotions floated in his heart.But Jian Guang has fallen, and there is no possibility of regret.

Going round and round, he finally killed Xiaojunlan with his own hands.

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After Ye Wanqing became famous, he moved around in Kyushu, and he no longer stayed in Fenglai.The place where he stayed the most was under the statue of the Sword Ancestor. The Sword Ancestor only accepted Xiao Junlan as an apprentice in his life, but everyone could go to the statue of the Sword Ancestor to learn enlightenment.

The people around him came and went, and gradually he was left alone.After Xiao Buyi went to the ghost world, there was no news, Hong Yue and the others had already gone to various places, and Qi Jin stayed in Jingzhou.

Because he no longer needs protection.

The boy back then has grown up, and now his cultivation has reached the ninth level, and he is able to stand on his own.

In the fifth year of Ye Wanqing's fame, the ghost world that has been peaceful for many years is boiling again.A ghost king came out of the ghost world. It is said that he survived the endless purgatory. Twelve evil gods have been summoned.

Kyushu sent the Presbyterian Council to negotiate. If they didn't negotiate, maybe what awaited Kyushu would be a catastrophe.

In ancient times, there were many wars and sufferings among the people, and there were several plague gods among the twelve evil gods. They all surrendered to the ghost king.

When Ye Wanqing heard the news, he was still at Jianzu's place. He was meditating in front of the statue of Jianzu. Over the past few years, his mind became more and more peaceful. Looking at the statue of Jianzu, he would often fall into a long silence.

This time I sent someone to negotiate, but the person has come back, let him go, because he is now qualified to participate in the political affairs of Kyushu.

The person Qi Jin came to pick up, a few years later, Qi Jin's face was a bit vicissitudes, and he traveled back and forth between Kyushu all the year round, and his body had a quiet temperament that was honed.

"My son, have you heard about the ghost world? The new king of ghosts is said to be a cripple, and he just pretends to be a ghost. Guess what request he made?"

To be able to reach the realm of the ghost king, unless he voluntarily dies, there is almost nothing that can hurt him.Lame must be pretending.

Ye Wanqing listened quietly, and asked after hearing the words: "What request did you make?"

"He actually wants the fourth princess to sacrifice for him, not to mention that the fourth princess is the city lord's favorite daughter... The fourth princess already has a marriage contract, she was so sad and angry that she almost committed suicide the day before, and now the palace is in chaos. "

Hearing that he was a cripple, Ye Wanqing subconsciously recalled a face, he was slightly stunned, and soon realized that it was impossible, and asked, "Do you know the name of the ghost king?"

"My son, you should have not gone out for a long time. You have been retreating at Jianzu's place all day long... The ghost king is named Shou Huaiyu, and he was supported by Shi Wuxiang."

Shi Wuxiang ranks first among the twelve evil gods, and is also the only human race among the evil gods.He was originally General Zhaoming, he was good at divination, he was able to master the sky, and he was almost invincible in the original era.

Later, there was a natural disaster, and Shi Wuxiang died in that natural disaster. After his death, he became one of the twelve evil gods and was widely worshiped in the ghost world.

"Perhaps Shi Wuxiang guessed that Shou Huaiyu has the fate of a ghost king... He never does anything unprepared."

The so-called ghost king's destiny is the star born with lonely evil spirits, who is destined to suffer many disasters, and is destined to have an unexplainable death calamity. This kind of person may not be born once in a thousand years, and usually there are always dead ends in life.

After death, he will come back from a desperate situation and become the king of all ghosts.

Ye Wanqing has collected a lot of information about the Twelve Evil Gods in the past few years. He slowly recalled, "I have never heard of Shi Wuxiang very often. He seems to be very low-key."

"He has always been like this, the names of these two people are not real names, especially the ghost king... There has never been any news about him, no one knows his origin, only know that he is the new ghost king, and his cultivation has broken through the ninth level of heaven... Even higher."

Ye Wanqing listened quietly, but he had heard that several great powers from the fairy world had fought against Shou Huaiyu, and all of them were defeated without exception.

In the world of cultivating immortals, fighting has always been preceded by negotiations.

"And this ghost king has a strange personality, violent and unpredictable... He wants to marry the fourth princess. At first, the city lord refused. Do you know what he did?"

"He slaughtered a city. Although the border city is a place where fish and dragons are mixed...but it is still a living city. Under his orders, it became a dead city within three days."

"It's become a cave of ghosts there now."

Ye Wanqing was stunned when he heard the words, he went back with Qi Jin, he had always kept a close eye on the world when he was in retreat, he did not expect so many things to happen in just a few months.

"Uncle, how do they plan?"

"This matter is still to be discussed. It's not that it can't be resolved. I came to inform you that the city lord has not closed his eyes for several days."

"The deadline given by Shou Huaiyu is in the middle of the month, and there are less than ten days left. If the fourth princess has not been sent by then, maybe the next one to be slaughtered will be Jingzhou."

The fourth princess is Ye Wanqing's cousin, his cousin was born very beautiful, never thought that this beauty has brought her such a disaster.

Ye Wanqing sighed and told him to go back, the meaning was very obvious, naturally he couldn't let his sister go.

He no longer wanted to set foot in that place in the ghost world, where he killed Xiao Junlan with his own hands, and when he recalled that scene in the middle of the night, he always felt inexplicable palpitations.

A person should not be affected by emotions, that way he will lose his ability to judge, just like he once gave birth to those feelings that he did not want to admit, he should not be affected by feelings.

But can people really restrain themselves all the time?

He has always restrained himself, loathed, hated, and ignored Xiaojunlan all the time, but why did he regret it the moment he dropped the sword?

If one really hated him, hated him to the extreme, even if it was only for a real moment, it would still be shaken.

Ye Wanqing didn't want her emotions to be affected, the best way was to stop thinking about it, and stop contacting it, his instinctive rejection of the ghost world.

But the life of his own sister is naturally more important.

Looking at his expression, Qi Jin guessed that he had already guessed, "Your Majesty's guess is correct, the city lord asked him to go back this time because he wanted him."

"I already guessed it," Ye Wanqing laughed and shook her head, "That's all, I'll go there, and I'll meet the Ghost King anyway."

"The son is not afraid of going and never returning."

"I'm afraid," Ye Wanqing smiled, "I hope I can come back smoothly, after all, I still have to deal with the ghost king in the future."

This world seems to be changing.

Ye Wanqing and Qi Jin arrived in Jingzhou three days later, when he came back, Jiang Yun held a feast for him, and the royal family of Jingzhou and many other families came.

In the past, he couldn't tell whether the ingredients and drinks were poisonous, and he didn't touch anything, but now he can easily tell the difference. When he meets acquaintances, he will toast with him, often with a faint smile on his face.

He met many familiar people at the banquet, such as Yan Shi, Shen Que, Cen You and Nie Hongyu.

Yan Shi didn't practice for too long, and later went home to continue the business of organ utensils. This time he came here, just passing by.

As for Shen Que, Shen Que became the evil beheading envoy. This matter was widely discussed in Fenglai before, and their disciples were poached away by the evil beheading envoy.

He didn't know Nie Hongyu very well, so I heard about it occasionally.As for Cen You, Cen You used to carry a puppet with him, even when he went out. This habit was changed a few years ago, and it is said that his personality has changed a lot since then.

Ye Wanqing watched from a distance, Cen You noticed his gaze, turned his head and smiled at him faintly.

Those eyes are still those eyes, but they have become peaceful and docile for no reason, giving people the feeling that they have changed their souls.

Ye Wanqing stood where he was. He has very good eyesight now, even if Cen You just moved his mouth, he could see it very clearly. What Cen You said was only two words.

——Xiaowan.

He didn't come back to his senses for a while, and when he came back to his senses, people no longer looked in his direction, and they seemed to be passers-by with him.

There was a moment of blur in front of his eyes, and he almost immediately understood the message the other party wanted to convey to him.

Ten years have passed, Ye Wanqing suppressed the emotions in his heart, and slowly looked away.

Yesterday, the past, seems to be a matter of a blink of an eye.

He stayed at the banquet until the end, and Jiang Xun found him the next day. Among the brothers and sisters, he had the highest cultivation level, and he often dealt with evil spirits, so he asked him to go there.

Ye Wanqing had expected it when he came, he and Qi Jin were drinking on the eaves in the middle of the night, Jiang Yueji was already asleep, holding a jar of orchid wine, watching the moonlight in the distance, listening to Qi Jin chattering.

"My son, if the King of Ghosts recognizes you... then the loss may outweigh the gain."

"That's true, I hope he doesn't recognize it."

Ye Wanqing stroked the edge of the wine jar with her fingertips, and said with a smile, "However, how would you know... Maybe he wanted me to go there in the first place."

The voice fell, Qi Jin didn't speak for a while, and after a while, he sighed.

"Right now, I'd rather have a bad son, and be able to be simple and happy all the time, instead of being like this."

Ye Wanqing let it go, he took his sword and sat up, "Maybe this is what the holy monk said at the beginning, I am doomed and cannot escape."

He quickly skipped this topic, and showed Qi Jin his sword. His sword was still the broken sword ten years ago, and there was even a gap in it.

"The last time Elder Situ wrote to me, he told me... this sword has a name. Guess what it is called. It might be an ancient famous sword."

Interested, Qi Jin asked, "Which one is it? Among the Twelve Swords... Autumn Water, Drinking Ice, Shuo Ye, Qian Chi Ming..."

"I'll tell you when you figure it out someday."

Qi Jin: "..."

He played a trick on Qi Jin, went down with the wine, put away the sword, and went back to sleep in his own palace.

Qi Jin called him two more times later, obviously amused.

Ye Wanqing ignored Qi Jin who was outside the door, and what he said to Qi Jin was not joking, but he felt that the target of guarding Huaiyu might be him.The new King of Ghosts has a violent temper, maybe he wants to trick him into fighting with him, and use him to make an example of others.

He really wanted to tell the ghost king that he didn't need to use this method, if he wanted to fight, he could just make an appointment, so why bother.

Ye Wanqing sighed softly. On the appointed day, he changed into a red wedding dress, which was chosen by his sister for him.Jiang Nishang was so moved that she hugged him and kissed him, and then tearfully chose the most beautiful wedding dress for him.

"Brother, I saw the ghost king in my dream. He is not fierce at all, not that scary... Don't be afraid when you marry, I made an appointment with him, and he said he will love you well."

Ye Wanqing: "..."

The young man put on the wedding dress. He originally had a pretty face, with cinnabar moles at the end of his eyes, his waist was very thin, his eyebrows were smudged with golden ink, and the red phoenix on the wedding dress was like a phoenix. The flames burn.

The figure is slim, the appearance is like a jadeite, and the male and female are indistinguishable.

Ye Wanqing put on the hijab, he was led into the sedan chair, and before leaving, he kissed Jiang Yueji lightly on the temple, without saying that he would come back.

At the bottom of Wujian Cliff in Jingzhou, where the cloudy energy is the heaviest in the middle of the month, the agreed place is there, and someone will come to pick it up in the middle of the month.

Ye Wanqing was sitting in a sedan chair. He had never sat in such a sedan chair that required someone to carry it. The sedan chair was swaying, and the red hijab on his forehead was also shaking slightly.

Sacrifice... He recalled from the depths of his memory that this was not the first time, the first time was ten years ago, when he was on his way to Jiannan Villa.

The night outside was as dark as ink, and when midnight came, the moonlight was boundless, and the sedan chair had already stopped in place for a while.

He vaguely heard footsteps, and a little ghost was laughing crunchingly, with a high-pitched and thin voice, scratching people's eardrums.He could only see the boundless night through the red gauze.

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings became quiet, as if some extremely dangerous creature had appeared, the surroundings were filled with dead air, and an invisible coercion descended.

The car curtain in front of him was lifted, and in the silence, a cold white and slender hand appeared in front of him, which belonged to a man.

The phalanx is long and slender, and the pulp of the finger is rough, like jade cutting a green onion.