Dedicated every day to make Master go crazy

Dingtianzong.

Hold the sword peak.

Mu Qianya woke up from the dream, the man's head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His pupils constricted, and there was clearly a look of fear and grief that penetrated into the bone marrow in his eyes, as if he had just woken up from some nightmare.

Mu Qianya was sitting on the futon covered in cold sweat, feeling a turmoil in her heart, when she suddenly heard another person's voice from inside the room.

Mu Qianya was startled, and hurriedly looked up.

But he saw that Qing Li was sitting at the table in his own room with candles burning.

The man was still wearing his usual blood-colored overshirt, and was sitting at the table with his chin resting on one hand, looking at himself with a smile in his eyes: "Master, you're probably awake, but I'll let you wait."

Qingli said this with a smiley tone, and her voice was suppressed like that, which was extraordinarily provocative.

Mu Qianya stared at him blankly.

Mu Qianya looked at Qingli, and couldn't help but see the scene in her dream again.

The man in black had several arrows in his body, but he closed his eyes in the arms of the man in white with a smile on his lips.

He staggered forward, but he only had time to see the scene where he closed his eyes serenely and willingly.

The jade pendant around the waist of the man in white who was holding him almost burned his eyes.

At that time, the black-clothed man was covered in blood, and the blood all over the ground dyed the black-clothed man's body red.

That's, that's the color of the red dress that Qing Li is wearing now.

Mu Qianya trembled violently.

He stood up and staggered forward, but he knelt at Qingli's feet, bent over and hugged him.

He hugged so tightly.

Qing Li heard him calling his name repeatedly, his voice trembling... as if he was afraid of something, but also as if he was confirming something.

Qingli raised her eyebrows, she didn't struggle, she just quietly let Mu Qianya hold him, and waited until Mu Qianya finally calmed down.

Only then did Qingli break away from Mu Qianya's embrace slightly, he looked at the increasingly bloody eyes in Mu Qianya's eyes, and actually laughed.

"Master," Qingli said with a smile, with joy in his eyes, "Your obsession is getting worse."

As Qingli said, he knocked off Mu Qianya's hand that was still on his waist, and said: "It seems that the method of getting into the world that the uncles and uncles found is not so effective."

Mu Qianya withdrew his hand, he was still in a daze, but fell silent after hearing Qingli's words.

After a long while, Mu Qianya said: "...you know."

Qingli smiled, unable to deny it.

Mu Qianya looked at him.

In fact, Mu Qianya was unaware of Dingtianzong's strategy at the beginning. Shen Qianxue and the others knew that if Mu Qianya knew about it, he would definitely not agree or cooperate, so they wanted to confuse him with the method of dreams. .

But after all, Mu Qianya's cultivation base is advanced and his spiritual consciousness is so strong, he might not find it once or twice, and this is the third time... It's really unreasonable not to find it again.

Dingtianzong did these things obviously because he wanted Qingli to help him cure his obsession, but...

Mu Qianya lowered her head and smiled desolately, obviously given Qingli hated herself, given him this opportunity, all Qingli would do was to find ways to make her condition worse.

After all... I treated him like that back then, and with Xiaoli's temperament, I'm afraid he hated him so much that he only wanted to let himself die.

Mu Qianya thought of what happened hundreds of years ago, her eyes flickered, she lowered her head and stopped talking.

After a while, Mu Qianya said: "Why did you come here?"

This is Ding Tianzong, it is always not safe for Qingli to come here.

Qing Li smiled, "Naturally, I have something to ask Master for help."

Mu Qianya was taken aback.

Qingli's current status and cultivation level are no lower than Mu Qianya's. As the only high-level monk in the cultivation world, Qingli can be said to be the one who can come and go in the whole cultivation world, let him take all the treasures in the world, What could make Qingli seek Mu Qianya's help?

Mu Qianya was puzzled, but he would never refuse Qingli's request, let alone such a rare request after hundreds of years.

Even if Qingli's request this time will cost Mu Qianya's life, Mu Qianya will definitely not refuse.

Mu Qianya said: "You say."

The implication is that I will definitely help.

"Master, why did you just agree?" Qing Li laughed, "What if the apprentice makes some excessive demands?"

Qingli said this in a teasing tone, but Mu Qianya didn't answer, just looked up at him from the side.

Qingli felt bored, so he didn't say any more, just smiled.

"Actually, this matter is indeed not just my business." Qing Li raised his eyes as he spoke, and he finally suppressed the usual cynical smile in his eyes. Will you avenge the lives of thousands of disciples?"

As soon as Qingli said this, Mu Qianya's eyes became deeper in an instant.

500 years ago, the death of the disciples of the Sword Holding Peak was a nightmare that both of them would never get rid of.

"It took me 500 years to finally find out who those 'great powers' were at that time." Qing Li said with a flip of his wrist, and something like a book appeared in his hand, "When they killed me, I held a sword. Of all Feng's juniors and juniors, I will naturally not spare them."

Qingli said and handed the roster to Mu Qianya, and seeing Mu Qianya open the roster to look through, Qingli sneered: "Sure enough, they are all famous figures in the cultivation world, no wonder they have been hidden so well for 500 years, and there is no rumor No."

Mu Qianya didn't speak, he just looked through the roster in his hand in silence, his eyes became darker the more he looked.

There are a total of 21 names here, and all of them are well-known figures in the cultivation world, with countless disciples.

No wonder Qingli came to him for help.

With so many people, it is naturally impossible for Qingli to solve it by himself in a short period of time, but if they come one by one, it will inevitably take too long, giving the people behind them time to react and prepare.

No one in the hands of these cultivators can tell what treasures and secret realms they can have. If they find out about the wind and hide in advance, even if Qingli has the power to reach the sky, there is nothing he can do.

Qingli: "Master, you have to think about it, these are the foundational figures in the cultivation world. No one will say anything if a disciple, a demon cultivator, kills them, but if Master does... what will happen? not good."

People in the comprehension world mostly protect their shortcomings, even if people in this sect really did something wrong, they would not be willing to let them pay for their lives to make up for their crimes.What's more, in the world of comprehension, there has always been a theory that "the level of cultivation is judged by fate". Even if more than 1000 people died on Chijian Peak, in the eyes of people in the cultivation world, even the lives of those powerful practitioners are more important than others. but.

An unknown pawn dies when he dies, how can he let the mighty people take their lives?

Isn't this a joke?

That's why Qingli said that.

Mu Qianya carefully read the roster from beginning to end, he read it very seriously, as if he wanted to remember all the names in his heart.

"I hold the revenge of the disciples of Jianfeng, and I will avenge it." Mu Qianya raised her head as she said, looking at Qingli, with heavy sword light in her eyes, "These people must naturally die."

Mu Qianya spoke seriously.

When he said this, his eyes were firm, and anyone could hear the determination in his tone, and the strong murderous aura rushed towards his face.

Qingli laughed.

"Okay!" he said, "Chi Jianfeng lost 21 lives in the past, let these [-] 'great powers' pay for it with their lives!"

"Since there are 21 people in total, then Master, we will kill one from the front of the roster and one from the back." Qing Li smiled and stretched out his hand to tap on the roster. On the name of the person in the middle, "Let's compare and see who moves faster."

"It will start from tonight. 500 years... is long enough for them to live." Qing Li said, he narrowed his eyes, but there was clearly a ferocious bloody hell in his dark eyes.

*****

Five days later.

Yuehualou, Sutra Pavilion.

The middle-aged man in a plain Taoist robe hid himself in the corner of the Sutra Pavilion, shivering, and kept throwing the spirit stones in his hand into the spirit formation in front of him.

Although Yuehualou is also one of the sects in the cultivation world, it is not a large sect. There are no treasures or spiritual veins in the sect, and it is always very tight.

As the head of Yuehualou, the middle-aged man has always been very stingy. A low-level spirit stone can't wait to be broken in half. Why was it wasted like this?

The spirit stones that were constantly being thrown into the spirit array were all rare high-level spirit stones, and one piece was priceless.

The middle-aged man who usually spends one will feel heartbroken for a long time, but now he doesn't seem to care about the value of the spirit stone in his hand at all, and just keeps throwing the spirit stone into the spirit formation.

Later, there were not enough spirit stones, and even a lot of treasures were thrown in.

The white light of the spirit array devoured the spirit stone treasures one by one, until the middle-aged man threw in the last cassock in his hand, the light of the spirit array finally changed.

The original weak white light began to become dazzling, and changed into other colors of light.

Only then did the middle-aged man stop, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew that the protective formation left by the ancestors had finally been activated.

The middle-aged man huddled in the corner, clutching his natal artifact tightly while staring nervously at the door of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

Those eyes were very frightening, as if some devil could come in there at any time and take his life.

But for a middle-aged man, the person he is hiding now is indeed no different from the most terrifying devil in the world.

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, the fear in the middle-aged man's eyes became heavier, and he shook his body to hide himself even more.

Five nights ago, a news came out in the world of comprehension: Elder Su Liu of Linxing Pavilion was killed suddenly, and his death was miserable. It is said that even the primordial spirit was crushed, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

Linxing Pavilion has always been ranked among the top ten sects in the cultivation world, and Elder Su Liu is even a veteran figure of Linxing Pavilion, with a very high level of cultivation.

His sudden sudden death was like a huge thunderstorm in the cultivation world.

But immediately, before people could react, news of several other cultivation masters died unexpectedly.

Everyone in the cultivation world is in danger, no one understands what is going on, no one knows why these great powers died suddenly, no one knows who did it.

No one is sure if he will be the next to die!

Everyone started to panic.

Although they are ignorant of the inside story.

Except for middle-aged men.

In fact, when Elder Su Liu died at the beginning, his heart skipped a beat, and he had some vague speculations, but he still didn't want to believe it.But the identities of the other people who died one after another severely shattered his reluctance to believe.

These dead people were all participants in the bloodbath of Holding Sword Peak back then!

500 years have passed, and under the spread of their rumors, everyone in the comprehension world believes that Qingli was responsible for the murder of Chi Jianfeng.

But as one of the participants, he couldn't understand that these things were done by 21 of them!

500 years.

Can't escape in the end?

Qingli began to seek revenge on them!

The middle-aged man shrank his body, shaking violently.

Twenty... Already twenty... The person from back then, now he is the only one left!

Qingli will come to him soon!

He will kill him!It's like killing the previous 20 people!

Middle-aged men feel unprecedented fear and despair.

While reassuring himself that the magic circle was safe enough and the green fence would not be able to enter, he couldn't control his trembling with fear.

The middle-aged man searched around his body with trembling hands, and found some small treasures. Just as he was about to throw these treasures into the spiritual circle to seek peace of mind, he suddenly heard the words from the Buddhist scriptures pavilion not far away. There was a sudden "creak" sound from the door.

The middle-aged man froze, and looked back, only to see that the door of the Sutra Pavilion, which he thought to be unbreakable, which he had piled up with countless spiritual stones and secret treasures, was pushed open like this, as if there was no spiritual formation at all. of.

A man in red was standing at the door, he looked up at him, his red clothes were flying in the air without wind.

Qingli stretched out his hand, clasped his fingers slightly, and a black sword appeared in his hand in the next second.

Qingli raised her eyes, smiled and looked at the trembling middle-aged man.

He smiled and said, "Master Sun? You are really easy for me to find."

Qingli was obviously smiling, but at this moment his appearance was no different from that of a hell Shura to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man completely collapsed, the long-term pressure in his heart had already crushed him, and Qingli's behavior of breaking his ancestral spirit array with ease became the last straw that crushed him.

He never thought that he spent countless spirit stones and secret protection to activate the formation, thinking that he could resist it for a while, but it was as easy as a child's toy when Qingli cracked it!

How high is this man, this man's cultivation? !

The middle-aged man began to cry bitterly: "Don't kill me...don't kill me...I was wrong! I really know that I was wrong, Master Qinggu! I don't dare anymore! I shouldn't kill the person holding the sword peak! I They shouldn't be killed! I shouldn't have put these things back on you! I, I will go and clarify for you! Please forgive me... please forgive me... don't kill me... "

"If you kill me, you will be hostile by the cultivation world, won't you... Please..." The middle-aged man's face was pale, and the extreme fear began to make him talk nonsense, "Yes, yes, don't kill me. If you kill me, the cultivation world will not let you go! Dingtianzong, Dingtianzong will uphold justice for me! Yuehualou is a sect of cultivation...Your master, your master, he will kill you to avenge me of!"

Master Sun's words were not completely nonsense.

After all, Qingli is a cultivator of demons, he killed so many great powers in the realm of cultivation, no matter what the cause was, the definition of cultivation would not let him off lightly.Ding Tianzong, as the leader of the cultivation world, and Mu Qianya, as the highest cultivation person in the current cultivation world, will definitely not stand idly by.

After that, Qingli will face the pursuit of the entire cultivation world.

Headmaster Sun originally thought that he would see Qingli's frightened and hesitant expression when he said this, but he didn't expect Qingli to just smile after hearing his words.

The man held up a sword flower, smiled and looked beside him, and said, "Oh, is that right? Master, can you do it?"

What, what?

Headmaster Sun was taken aback by Qingli's behavior, and before he could react, he saw that the half door beside Qingli that had been closed just now was slowly pushed open.

When Qingli appeared just now, he only opened half of the door on his side, and the other half remained closed.

That's why the middle-aged man didn't even think about it... there was someone standing behind that door!

Under Sun's increasingly frightened and disbelieving eyes, the other half of the door slowly opened, and a man in white with a long silver sword in his hand was standing behind the door.

The man slowly raised his head, and under the dim moonlight at night, his face was slowly revealed.

"Mu, Mu Qianya!" Seeing the man's face clearly, Headmaster Sun's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and she stood up in disbelief, "You, you...!"

No wonder he was so panic-stricken, he had always thought that Qingli did it alone before such a thing, and also thought that if Qingli was alone, he would do his best and with the help of the spirit circle, there might be no possibility of escape.

Who would have thought that Mu Qianya was also here!He actually participated in it!

Who would have thought that the big bosses in the cultivation world would join hands with the owner of Huangquan Valley to kill the monks in the cultivation world? !

Headmaster Sun was terrified, he pointed at Mu Qianya and Qingli, his fingers kept moving between the two, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

It's a pity that before he could say anything, he felt a sudden flash of light in front of his eyes.

The speed of Liu Guang was so fast that Sect Leader Sun had no power to fight back.

He could only watch helplessly as the streamer sank into his body.

Master Sun fell down slowly.

His eyes were full of shock and disbelief.