Nine suns stepping on the sky

A black shadow roared from the distant sky, and it was only when you got close that you could see that it was a pair of jet-black wings that were three to four meters long. luster.

This pair of wings is not formed by the condensed energy of a seventh-level monk, but a treasure like the silver wings of the water dragon, which can help the body soar into the sky before the seventh-level cultivation.

Swish!

The wings retracted and landed in the forest, revealing He Yishan's calm face. He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the gate of the Four Seasons Sect, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After leaving the Bloody Plain, he returned directly to the Tianhuang Sect, and now he returned with the treasure bestowed by the sect.Apart from the pair of black feathers and wings on the back, there is another treasure that gives him the confidence to face Liu Biancheng, the sixth-order spirit king realm!

"Hmph! I have endured for many years, and it is finally coming to an end! In a short time, when the young sect arrives to take away the secret treasure, there will be no need for the Four Seasons sect to exist! At that time, the distress you have suffered all these years will rest on you Get it back twice as much!"

He snorted coldly, stepped on his feet and roared away, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.

The faint sound of footsteps came from the dark cave, and it was particularly clear and powerful in the silent environment. Every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's chest, making it gradually difficult to breathe.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and soon two figures walked out of it.

The first one was a thin old man with white beard and hair, but his face was extremely ruddy with only faint lines. He was wearing an ancient blue robe, with no expression on his face, naturally exuding a majesty.It's just that the deep-set eye sockets and the bridge of the nose like an eagle's beak gave him a chilly aura that he couldn't get rid of.

"Congratulations to the ancestors to leave the customs!"

Tao Lishou, Qiu Yesheng, Han Tong and other four elders and many true disciples hurriedly bowed and saluted, with excitement and awe intertwined on their faces.

This old man is the grand elder of Chang Yunzong, Tao Zhan!

He swept his eyes and said coldly: "They are all a bunch of trash!"

Tao Li's face turned pale in an instant, his head lowered even lower, and he didn't even dare to make an excuse.

Tao Zhan's powerful influence in Changyun Sect is not because he is Tao Li's father and the elder of Changyun Sect, but because he is the sixth-rank Spirit King Xiu!

After 15 years of retreat, once he came out, he had become a monk of the Spirit King who outshone the surrounding sects.

"My Changyunzong has been established for more than 200 years and has been passed down for three generations. I have never lost face like this." Tao Zhan's voice was cold, revealing the slightest chill, "Zongmen Dabi, the old man will go there in person. , Wherever this face was lost, it will be picked up from there!"

Standing respectfully behind him was a young man, at this moment he slowly raised his head when he heard the words, his handsome face showed a slight sternness, "Don't worry, the Supreme Elder, in the Zongmen Grand Competition, this disciple will definitely let all the true disciples of the Four Seasons Sect be lost!"

The voice is calm, but naturally contains strong confidence!

Tao Zhan's face turned pale, and he said indifferently: "Junior Brother Bo Liantao doesn't have much lifespan. He knows that he can't break through to the Spirit King Realm, so he has transferred all his cultivation into Chen Yu's body. Today, the old man canonized him as the young sect, and he will inherit it in the future." I am the suzerain of the Changyun Sect!"

"Ancestor is wise!"

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Chen Yu!"

While everyone was congratulating, Bohe lowered his head, not daring others to see his face clearly, and clenched his fists tightly in the sleeves of his robes!

Practicing in the secret room, Xun Liang's eyes suddenly opened, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed, and the shape of a sword appeared faintly, like two sharp swords piercing into the void!

The long sword in his hand suddenly "buzzed" and trembled lightly, layers of spiritual light swayed like water waves on the autumn water-like sword, suddenly flew up, entered his body and disappeared in a flash.

The fusion of human and sword, the fifth-level sword sect!

When the Zongmen Grand Competition was about to start, he finally broke through!

In the courtyard, Xun Zhao held two jars of wine, he was drinking from one jar of old flower carvings, and the other jar of green bamboo wine was placed under his feet.

At this moment, thousands of long swords hung from the eaves and at the same time the swords blew, and the tip of the sword raised itself and pointed towards the secret cultivation room not far away!

He was slightly stunned, and the corner of his mouth immediately revealed a sense of joy. He raised his hand and took a sip, and said silently: "Junior Brother Mo Yu, Xun Liang has also broken through to the fifth-level sword sect, do you know?"

Lingxue sat cross-legged, her breath was still weak but her face was a little more bloody, obviously her injuries had gradually stabilized.

After running the kung fu for several weeks, her eyes slowly opened, black and white were clear but cold, as if a thick layer of ice had condensed under her eyes, completely sealing her heart.

"Mo Yu, I'm working hard to recover from my injuries. I'll help you watch the Zongmen Grand Competition in the future, and don't let anyone destroy the glory you left behind."

She opened her mouth in a low voice, and her eyes couldn't help glowing with light. Although the room was empty, she still lowered her head, unwilling to show her weakness.

"Master said that you disappeared with the blood altar, that is to say, no one saw you die with their own eyes."

"I will wait for you, whether it is a year, ten years or a lifetime."

"If you are really still alive, come back to me sooner..."

Teardrops dripped down the cheeks continuously, and when the light penetrated through the window, there was a crystal version of luster.

Her voice gradually lowered, and finally became inaudible.

"Junior Brother Mo Liang, this is Piaolingyuan. Uncle Shui is already waiting for you, so I will send you here and say goodbye." A disciple of Guangyuan Peak's Inner Sect clasped his hands in a gentle salute, turned and left along the way he came.

Wearing a brand-new robe of a disciple of the inner sect, Mo Liang couldn't help feeling excited when he looked at the magnificent courtyard in front of him.

Four Seasons Sect!

He finally joined the Four Seasons Sect!

Mo Yu, just watch, I will definitely be stronger than you!

After counting breaths, he suppressed the agitation in his heart and walked forward quickly.

"Excuse me, but Senior Brother Mo Liang? The teacher is already waiting, please follow me." Bai Lingling saluted and turned to lead the way, but the figure of Senior Brother Mo Yu could not help appearing in his mind. .

Mo Liang bowed his head and followed behind him, and when he glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, he felt that the woman in front of him had a very good figure.But at this moment, he didn't dare to be distracted and think too much, he just lowered his head and followed behind.

"The teacher is in the courtyard, brother, please come in."

Mo Liang thanked her, took a little breath and stepped into the courtyard. What caught her eyes was a tall and almost perfect figure, but she felt extremely lonely, as if she was the only one left in the world.

He didn't dare to look more, and bowed his hands, "Mo Liang sees the teacher."

Shui Zhilong's palms trembled slightly, her heart contracted uncontrollably, and she could barely maintain her superficial calm with strong self-control.After making sure that she wouldn't show anything strange, she turned around slowly, her eyes swept over him, and there was a trace of indiscernible disappointment in her eyes.

Is there not even a trace of him?

Mo Liang didn't know what happened, and after waiting for a few breaths and seeing no movement from her, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Just when his forehead was sweating slightly, a soft voice rang in his ears, "No need to be polite, get up."

"Thank you teacher!" Mo Liang felt relieved, hearing the teacher's tone should not be displeased with him.

He got up, his eyes fell on Shui Zhilong's beautiful face, his body paused and his eyes widened slightly.Mo Liang had heard for a long time that Elder Shui Zhilong of the Four Seasons Sect was a rare beauty, but he did not expect that she would be so beautiful. Her white and tender skin could be broken by blows, and the years that passed by in the past could not leave a mark on her face. The next half mark.

But he quickly reacted and hurriedly lowered his head not daring to look any further.

Sensing the change in his expression in a short period of time, Shui Zhilong frowned slightly, and most of the instructions in his heart were unknowingly dissipated. After a pause, he just said lightly: "Mo Yu worships under my door. I'll let him take care of you. You have to work hard and don't waste the hard-won opportunity. Well, go down, someone will take you to your residence."

Mo Liang's heart trembled, he knew that his performance just now displeased the teacher, so he didn't dare to say too much at this moment, he should turn around respectfully and retreat.

"Brother Sect Leader, I have personally investigated the murder and arson incident in the Mo residence, but the heavy rain that night and the fire have destroyed all traces that might be left behind." Hua Pang shook his head slightly, showing a helpless look , "Without any witnesses, without any physical evidence, it is very difficult to find the murderer."

Liu Biancheng frowned, "Who has been in and out of Bixi Courtyard that night?"

"That night, Duan Zhiqing dismissed all the servants of Bixi Courtyard, and only ordered a maid to invite Mo Liang. I had ordered someone to ask him about this matter, and Mo Liang said that Duan Zhiqing called him to go there and only hand over the property title deed and Baojingjing card. Give it to him, and then let him leave. I don't know what happened afterwards. Duan Zhiqing died from the burst of cold air in her own veins, and her body was not destroyed in the fire. I also went to check for myself. It is true. Presumably she knew that she was not healthy , that’s why the title deed and Baojing were handed over to Mo Liang, which doesn’t conflict with what he said.”

Hua Pang paused for a moment and continued: "However, there is one strange thing. Not long after the night of the fire, Li Tao, the leader of the guards of the Mo Mansion, was kicked out of the mansion with his limbs broken for stealing property from the mansion. Clean it up. Also, Li Tao's daughter, Li Qing, seemed to be delirious after being frightened before this."

"What does junior brother mean?"

"I'm just a little skeptical, but Li Qing is insane and unable to collect evidence, so there is no clue yet."

Liu Biancheng's complexion gradually became solemn, and he said: "Be careful not to startle the snake, after the Zongmen Grand Competition is over, you can investigate slowly and find a way to restore Li Qing's sanity."

Hua Pang nodded, he hesitated and said: "There is news that Tao Zhan of the Changyun Sect has passed the customs, and Xiu has successfully broken through to the sixth-rank Spirit King. I am afraid that this sect competition will not be too peaceful."

"Xun Zhao and Xun Liang have already left the customs successively, and Xiu broke through to the fifth level at the same time. With the two of them taking action, Chang Yunzong should not be able to make too much trouble." Liu Biancheng said, his face was calm, "As for Tao Zhan, If there is a serious battle, Zong will not be afraid of him."

"As long as the sect master is ready, I will leave first to prepare for the Zongmen Grand Competition, so as not to make any mistakes." He saluted, turned and left in a hurry.

As the sun sets, dusk gradually rises.

No one noticed that in this dim sky, a huge bird landed beside the sparkling river outside the city.

This is a fourth-order vulture. It is crawling on the ground at this moment, panting heavily with its mouth open. Obviously, the long-distance flight has consumed too much of its strength.

The figure of the young man fell to the ground slightly, and the saddle fixed on the back of the vulture suddenly shattered into pieces and fell on the gravel by the river.

"I have arrived home, so from this moment on, you have regained your freedom." The young man paused, flicked his fingers, and shot out several drops of blood from his fingertips and fell into its mouth, "These will be your reward, you go Bar."

The vulture swallowed the blood, and its eyes quickly brightened. It nodded gratefully to the young man, spread its wings and soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared in the direction of the vast mountain range.

The young man turned around and looked at the familiar outline of the city in the twilight. The urgency in his heart made him unable to stop for a moment, and the figure under his feet roared away.