Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 348 Snake swallows worm

"I survived this way."

"I was born with a heart on the right side." Sui Zaihua said casually. The whole set of bones was completely spread out. He was about thirty years old when he died. He stood on the second jade step of Xuanmen. He could be regarded as young and promising.

"But this one didn't save my life." The old man said.

The man was definitely not thinking about pretending to be dead at this moment.

He fought back in anger, and two friends of the same age and with the same path were fighting to the death at this moment, but only four rounds later, Qu Zhu stabbed his sword into his chest coldly again, and at the same time, a The cold wind stopped behind him, Sui Zaihua's heart shrank, and a cold palm had already pressed on the back of his heart.

The skin burst open like a light bubble, and the blood soaked through the clothes in an instant. Sui Zaihua staggered two steps, and fell silently with his mouth open, like a tattered cloth bag.

"You survived like this?"

"I have entered the mysterious gate."

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Sui Zaihua lowered his head and smiled: "That was really the feeling of stepping on both sides of the underworld. They left with everything. In that hour, I felt like I was getting stronger, dying, and freezing at the same time."

"In the end, I was lucky enough to hold on to that ray of profound energy first, and luckily my heart was not completely destroyed." Sui Zaihua said, "I just managed to survive."

"I remember that this unsolved case was very troublesome at the time." Wudong said, "The government could not find the real culprit, and Xianrentai and Kongtong did not find many clues - at that time, the 'Happy Death Building' was still hidden in Very deep underwater.”

"Yes." Sui Zaihua said, "I couldn't wait there and slowly freeze to death. I went to find some hibernating things. I drank some hot blood and fainted and woke up from time to time. Finally, I was taken home by a hunter and raised for half a year. Months, I’m still alive.”

The old man continued: "After I was almost able to move, I returned to the valley, but the avalanche had submerged everything. I did not return to Fucheng, because after thinking about it in bed for half a month, I was convinced that the butcher's knife had been cut from the government office. After knowing that my body was not found, they would definitely have prepared traps and responses.”

"You can come to the Immortal Terrace then."

"It's a pity that I didn't know Wu Hejian's name at that time."

"At that time, I was still Yanjian."

Sui Zaihua smiled.

"In short, I didn't trust anyone at that time, I only had a fire. I returned to Bowang again, starting from Qu Zhu's Jingxing residence, and found traces of his connection with Huansilou." The old man stretched out Changzhi said, "The following things are all known in the case sect. They originally wanted to throw the 'surviving' Qu Zhu into the government office. In exchange for killing Lord Yu, Qiao Changyue had to spare no effort to promote Qu Zhu. Unfortunately, Since I survived, they had to temporarily suspend this plan."

The old man talked very lightly about how he climbed up from the abyss and solved the case with a single sword while dragging his injured body. Perhaps because in the years that followed, he himself was trying to dilute this memory.

"Later I killed Qiao Changyue, and this matter couldn't proceed at all." Sui Zaihua said, "As for Qu Zhu. Since this matter was frustrated, he must have completely entered the Huansi Tower. I have been paying attention to the news about the Huansi Tower over the years. Just want to find him."

"Any progress?"

"The progress is Cao Sunliu." Sui Zaihua smiled, "However, I think he is not [Cao]."

Wudong looked at him.

"This is what I want to tell you, about the 'drama master' you met in Bowang." Sui Zaihua regained his solemn expression, "Shaolong Huanshi Tower has its powerful drama master, who is far away when Qu Zhu enters. Before the Happy Death Building."

"You mean, Qu Zhu has not entered the leadership? He is a real strongman."

"This is my inference." Sui Zaihua looked at him calmly, "In addition to these four colorful faces, there may be a shadow of the protagonist of the Huansilou drama."

Wudong narrowed his eyes.

"You know, there is a kind of faceless opera ghost in Huansilou." Sui Zaihua said softly, "They have no relatives and have thrown away their old identities. They have completely disappeared from this world and become a murderous thing. Tool, or someone’s role.”

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"I have been paying attention to the traces of Huansilou over the years. However, amid the specious clues, the whereabouts of this drama owner have always been confusing, and there is no way to take advantage of it."

"So you are saying that Qu Zhu made this shadow?" Wudong said, "Is he willing to erase his own face, mold himself into someone else's image, and help others live for twenty years?"

"You have to pay something if you seek skin from a tiger." Sui Zaihua said, "I don't think he cares about this. After all, Huansilou has the same goal as him. Maybe he feels the same way."

He smiled.

"So... he has been in Huansi Tower for twenty years. Can we find traces of Huansei Tower through him?"

"I can't for the time being, but I want to make a guess that won't spread to Liu Er." Sui Zaihua looked at him.

Wudong narrowed his eyes.

This sentence was not even uttered, Wudong seemed to have understood it by heart.

"I'll send it." He stuffed the note into the mailbox.
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In the dim light, Pei Ye sat and waited.

Pei Ye knew that this was a crucial departure.

The man who was about to set off came back for the last time to take a look at the thing that would bind him for life. From that day on, he did not come back for ten years.

In the past ten years, spring and autumn are still coming to the Valley of Lakes and Mountains. It is no different from the past years, except that two children four or five years apart have grown up day by day in the forest and by the lake.

They walked, were naughty, literate, and practiced martial arts. When the little one was almost taller than the table, the figure appeared in the valley again.

He was not alone, and they did not notify Qu Zhoufu.

A man who is already at the second level of Xuanmen steps here like he is searching for something, and he is not the strongest one.

Pei Ye stood up slowly. When he saw them for the first time, he knew where he had been in the past ten years.

The dark and heavy robe was like a shadow, with only a bright face exposed under the hood. There were four people in total, a purple-colored [Sima], a plain face, a white face, and Qu Zhu was holding an unpainted green face with simple lines. Everyone was carrying a thick cylindrical cloth bundle, and they were standing at the same time. On top of this high cliff.

Pei Ye watched with a cold expression, his heart beating slowly, "Happy Death Building", this secretive organization, now the entire top management was exposed in front of him.

So this is what the "Happy Death Building" has been secretly plotting for more than 20 years.

But like Tianshan, they couldn't find it. Until ten years ago, Qu Zhu, who walked out from here, and them were like two tentacles searching for each other, and one day they finally connected.

No words came out. The four black robes were like four silent ghosts. They quietly came to the outside of the tomb hall cliff, took off the things on their backs and placed them on the ground. Pei Ye saw that the things inside were not cast into one body, but many individuals. Bundles, heavy with light snow dust.

Then the three scenes slowly retreated, leaving only the green face standing in front of the cliff.

So he found a way around it.

The Huansi Tower is not the answer to everything. It is still just a ladder. Qu Zhu got enough support from them to face this flawless immortal formation.

It was still late at night with the wind and snow blowing, and Qu Zhu stood quietly at the front, looking up at the high cliff.

Pei Ye didn't know what kind of search he had gone through in the past ten years, nor what traces he had left in this world. A man with such a genius who is obsessed with one thing would definitely be able to do many amazing things. great deeds.

But everything just ends with this night in front of the cliff. Qu Zhu suddenly raised his hand, as if he wanted to take off the green spots on his face. At this moment, Pei Ye resonated with the man's emotion of wanting to face it the same way he did before, but the hand still stopped in mid-air. Qu Zhu paused and lowered his arm, lowered his body and untied the cloth in front of him. wrap.

Pei Ye's body suddenly froze.

That's a bundle of swords.

Qu Zhu turned around and untied the remaining three cloth bundles, all of which were bundles of identical swords.

It's just that they are extremely "simple", and they do have all the parts that a sword should have, but at the same time, they don't have any extraneous strokes.

The handle was not polished for a better grip, the sword grid was just a simple prismatic shape, and only the sword body was tempered and polished to be extremely tough. The entire sword had an extremely simple and cold abstraction.

But they were indeed of good quality, sixty-eight in total. Qu Zhu arranged them neatly on the ground, head to tail. Pei Ye didn't know what he was going to do. There was no involvement of Zhenxuan Qi in this process.

But when the first sword and the last sword were connected, a familiar sense of perfection appeared again, but the arrangement only stayed for two breaths. Qu Zhu stroked them with one handle. After completing the inspection, he stood He stood up and turned his head, sixty-eight swords behind him were held up by zhenqi.

He took the first handle from it, stroked it lightly, raised his hand and threw it into the rocks beside him. It's a really good blade, it cuts through stone like it's rotten.

What follows is like a quiet walk.

Qu Zhu walked down the cliff and walked through the valley that he had not seen for ten years. He looked up at every tall tree, touched every rock that was still in his memory, and casually threw his sword in the path. OK place.

Some pierced the tree trunks, some plunged into the rocks, some sank into the lake, and some were thrown on the ground. Every position seemed to have been pondered in his mind a thousand times, so when it really came, only An almost casual precision.

Walking through the sword field, past the flattened courtyard, looking at the snow-covered tombs on the peak in the distance, and the bronze hall standing in the darkness, I walked step by step through the entire valley wearing a black robe.

When he came up from the other side of the mountain and returned to the high cliff, there was only a sword left in his hand.

He inserted it next to the first sword.

The surrounding area was quiet, and Qu Zhu held the hilt of the first sword and slowly injected his true energy.

There was no sound, the four people just stood silently, and there was no profound energy or formation pattern. But the sword slowly sank into the stone.

There were sixty-eight swords in the entire valley of lakes and mountains. At this moment, the rocks seemed to turn into water, and the swords seemed to turn into ink, and they sank quietly.

I haven't seen him in ten years, and the man who is already forty has really recreated the miracle of the immortal.

But this was just the beginning. The next moment, these sword-shaped swords floated out of the rocks in front of him like flowing water. Without the support of true energy, they were like well-behaved elves, floating in front of the man on their own.

Without any adjustment, just like the leaf buds will grow into round edges and the flower buds will spread out in all directions, now it is some kind of inner compliance that makes them naturally go where they should go.

At this moment, Pei Ye truly felt the sublime beauty of the array. In the hands of a master who had returned to nature, everything was natural, not the radiant and flowing profound energy, nor the strong blockade and explosion. There was no need to add any special power, the world itself. It's wonderful everywhere.

The sixty-eight swords are like a sundial standing upright in front of the body, forming a total of four layers of ring swords.

The first three layers of swords have hilts facing inward and blades facing outwards. They are nested layer by layer, as if cast in the air. The first layer has four handles, the second layer has twelve handles, and the third layer has twenty-eight handles. On the fourth level, twenty-four swords chase each other head to tail, flowing slowly around the third level of swords.

Pei Ye stared at this scene blankly, and suddenly understood where the familiar feeling of perfection came from.

What flows in these swords is clearly the formation diagram that the man spent many months and nights drawing, seventeen years ago, and was then in ecstasy.

Now that the night was freezing, Qu Zhu quietly raised his head. In the flow of the sword array in front of him, a silent light penetrated the dark clouds, wind and snow and fell down.

Starlight.

Everything became extremely harmonious.

Only the cold starlight of thousands of years can be injected into such a beautiful shape, and only such an extremely simple sword shape can go hand in hand with the starlight.

Next, Pei Ye widened his pupils in silence.

There is nothing more beautiful than creation and birth.

Qu Zhu slowly stretched out his hand. When a sword on the periphery came around, he gently pressed it and pulled it outward.

"The stars give their spirits to the journey of heaven and earth." Qu Zhu chanted softly.

So under his hand, the entire sword formation was affected, and swords flowed out. They run parallel to each other at will, but never collide, and they flow into a sword river, or a sword snake.

Qu Zhu raised his hand, and under the starlight, a "creature" made of silver blades was leisurely surrounding him. It had no head or tail eyes, and no muscles, bones, and blood vessels could be seen, but it was agile and agile, like a newly born baby. .

Pei Ye was almost speechless in front of this cold and beautiful beauty. She was dressed in black robes but had no reaction. With a tap from Qu Zhu, the sword snake turned its head and submerged into the rock again. , as if nothing had happened.

Then, the man silently repeated everything he had done back then.

He accurately found the huge bronze body, and this time there was no need to describe the formation, because as soon as he raised his hand, silver light swam like a fish in the green wall. Just like seventeen years ago, in the star bug's indifference, a door for passage was opened, leading to the high temple.

The gods are still as tall as the sky, and the immortal saint-like creatures are climbing on the high wall and dome. From this perspective, it has no effect at all whether the person who walks in is the Pulse Realm or the Xuanmen. Four black ants are walking slowly. under.

Maybe ten years is just a few breaths for it. The giant thing that "just" woke up once discovered the invasion countless times faster than last time.

This time, you can clearly feel its activity. Almost as soon as you step into the temple, the sound of grinding gold and iron echoes in the space.

Pei Ye once had a doubt for a moment - why didn't a guard who couldn't even kill an eight-year-old intruder with one blow try to defeat it head-on?

Now the answer is in front of him like a precise instrument. It has the ability to smell out a person's strength and use it to decide how much of the huge energy in the body should be mobilized.

Now facing the four people who came in, the whole hall sounded like a tsunami!
Without relying on magic or fighting, in a pure collision, what kind of power can crush four Xuanmen with one blow? The answer is unfolding in front of the bronze body that is leaning forward.

The air emitted an explosive wail, and the entire hall was forced to emit waves that could break bones and bones. Pei Ye couldn't catch this green shadow at all. When hundreds of millions of tons of bronze are faster than the sword light of [Carrying a New Corpse], it is the disaster itself.

The three scenes stopped at the same time. [Sima] was holding the hilt of his sword, and [Yeque]'s aura had been aroused by Huoran. Even though they were several feet away, Pei Ye could see the obvious tightening of the three bodies. .

Only Qu Zhu is still moving forward slowly.

He seemed to be walking in an invisible world like Pei Ye. The violent waves in front of him tore and flipped his black robe with his hair tied up. The blue shadow that covered the sky and sun fell on him first, but the man seemed unaware. He looked at the still beautiful jade pendant on the high platform from a distance and walked towards it step by step.

A mountain-like impact fell from the top of his head, and the ground was stirred up by dozens of feet of airflow.

Then it froze in place.

Everything seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Silvery, fish-like light appeared on the surface of the insect body like moss. In its body, the eternal power of starlight was accumulated in sixty-eight joints. Collision and explosion.

This sacred giant that had been invincible and indestructible for thousands of years was wrinkled like origami at this moment. The entire lake and mountains were wailing, the lake water was surging, the cliffs collapsed, and half of the star worm's body collapsed and died, and it was frozen in the main hall.

Qu Zhu did not raise his head from beginning to end. When he came to this high platform, the jade pendant floated here quietly, just like seventeen years ago.

"Long time no see." He sighed softly, his voice already a little hoarse.

(End of this chapter)