Infinite true path

The powerful coercion belonging to Ming Xiu soon dissipated from Huan Yin's body, and together with the strong murderous aura he had accumulated over the years, he pressed towards the Taiyi people and other Wuliang Sect traitors.

Huan Yin's sudden rise in aura shocked everyone on the opposite side, but they still subconsciously thought that Huan Yin was too arrogant, and they all used their own cultivation power to press back against Huan Yin.

In the blink of an eye, the might of both sides collided with each other, and even though the pressure was invisible, there was a roaring sound. However, the pressure of more than two hundred people on the opposite side was completely vulnerable to Huan Yin. Before they could react, their own aura was completely swallowed up, and they were instantly enveloped by Huan Yin's aura.

Everyone spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Huan Yin in shock, especially the Taiyin man standing at the front, who looked like he had seen a ghost.

"You...you..." Tai** is an older generation monk from Wuliang Sect. Although his cultivation is not high, he still has some knowledge. The aura coming from Huan Yin at this moment was clearly the aura of Minghun. How could he not tell the difference?

Moreover, the murderous aura exuded by Huan Yin was so strong that he simply could not imagine how many people had died in his hands.

Did the person he considered useless back then actually become a life cultivator in just a few decades? That kind-hearted disciple who I thought was too weak and kind, turned out to be a murderer?

Except for the Tai** man who said the word "you" twice, no one else spoke. They all saw that even the Tai** people were instantly injured in front of Huan Yin's power of cultivation, and they were not even qualified to resist.

It turns out that the legend is still a legend, and the heights Huan Yin has reached are far beyond their imagination. On the other hand, people like myself are no longer qualified to speak in front of Huan Yin.

"My master's name is not something you, a traitor to the sect, are qualified to mention!" Huan Yin glared at the Taiyi people. The pressure emanating from him also increased again at this moment, causing blood to spurt out from the Taiyi people's mouth again. , turned out to be unsteady on his feet, and knelt down in front of Huan Yin with a "pop" sound.

"Don't think that if you were born a few years earlier, you could always be someone else's elder. A traitor like you is no longer worthy of calling yourself a member of the Wuliang Sect. You are nothing more than a dog with a sword peak!"

"My master used to call you 'Uncle Master' because you were still a fellow sect member. Now that you have betrayed the sect, do you still have the nerve to call yourself 'Uncle Master'?" Huan Yin continued.

The Tai** man did not expect that one day he would be forced to kneel in front of the "trash" of the past. He felt depressed and unstoppable, but he was so suppressed by Huan Yin's breath that he could not even open his mouth and could only breathe heavily.

Huan Yin's murderous intention at this moment was extremely obvious. Many disciples behind the Taiyi people were caught by Huan Yin's momentum. They actually knelt down and cried: "Junior Brother Huan... No, Senior Brother Huan." Calm down, we are all on the same page, why should we do this?”

The first person spoke, and someone immediately followed him: "Yes, Senior Brother Huan, everything is Yi Jianfeng's fault. They are so powerful that we have no choice. Please show mercy to Senior Brother Huan. As long as we work together, we can still do it." To rebuild the Wuliang Sect, Senior Brother Huan is the one who deserves to be the sect leader because of his advanced cultivation!"

Such flattering and begging for mercy could be heard endlessly, but Huan Yin had a sneer on his face. What qualifications do these wallflowers have to practice Taoism and claim to be members of the Wuliang Sect?

What a joke to talk about rebuilding Wuliangmen!

"If you have anything else to say, just go to Jiuquan and tell the ancestors of Wuliang Sect!" There is no point in talking anymore. Huan Yin took out the Yin Sword and said: "Xiaotian, let my senior brother Together, the two of us will clear the door for Wuliang Sect!”

Half a moment later, Huan Yin walked down the mountain road from the main peak of Wuliangmen.

In Huan Yin and Xiao Tian's rage, all the Wuliang Sect traitors were strangled with the Yin Qi of the Yin Sword, and died miserably. Especially Taiyi, the leader of the sect's traitors, Huan Yin tortured him to death, cut off his head, and placed it in front of Wuliang Hall, so that even if he died, he would have to face him forever. Wuliang Palace confesses!

After doing this, Huan Yin suddenly felt lonely. The traitors in the sect have been completely eliminated, but Wuliang Sect has ceased to exist and will never come back.

He wanted to go to Jiange to take a look. It was the place where he entered Taoism and where his close relatives lived.

Maybe this is the last time in his life that he goes to worship Jiange and his master. When he turns around and leaves, no one will remember everything that once existed here except Huan Yin and Xiaotian themselves, and everything will be truly The smoke disappeared.

Slowly walking up the mountain road that he had walked countless times in his memory, Huan Yin's mood became more and more sad. The road here is still so winding. Huan Yin remembers that when he first entered Jiange and had not yet cultivated, it was a bit difficult to walk on this road.

However, every time he walked through here before, he was happy because he knew that the master Duan Yun who took him in would be waiting for him in the sword pavilion at the end of the road.

But now, there is no life on the mountain road, it is dead silence. Only the weeds growing on both sides were spreading towards the middle of the road, which meant that no one had been to Jiange for a long time.

It must have been abandoned for decades. Under such drastic changes, who would care about Jiange, a place that has long been lonely?

Huan Yin kept climbing up the stairs, and familiar scenes kept appearing in his eyes.

"Elder brother, you are back!" High up the mountain road, a pretty girl with a light yellow color stood there, looking at Huan Yin with a smile on her face.

However, before the joy on Huan Yin's face had fully formed, the girl slowly faded away and eventually turned into nothing.

Finally, Huan Yin finished walking the mountain road, and a gate appeared in front of him - the gate of Jiange.

The door was completely destroyed. One door fell to the ground and was badly damaged, while the other door was half-hanging there. It looked like it might not be able to hold up for long.

Tears slowly flashed in Huan Yin's eyes. He approached the door and raised his hand to gently rub the door.

"Elder brother, you are back. Come and take care of Xiaotian. I can't take care of him anymore!" Gao Shan's voice came from inside the door. Huan Yin looked around and seemed to see another honest man standing there. There, I felt three parts helpless and seven parts smiling.

"Junior Brother Gao..." Huan Yin walked over and wanted to catch him, but before he could move two steps, Gao Shan disappeared on the platform outside the sword pavilion.

The platform was empty and overgrown with weeds, making it a completely dilapidated scene.

Huan Yin took two steps forward, came to the edge of the platform, and looked into the distance.

There is no sun today, but back then, he sat here and realized the power of the early sun and the magic of tearing the night apart.

"In your opinion, what is Chuyang?" A cold voice sounded from behind Huan Yin.

Huan Yin was startled and turned around quickly, but saw nothing.

"Uncle Ye..." Huan Yin murmured softly, the sadness in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and tears fell down his cheeks.

Huan Yin once again looked deeply into the distance for a while, as if he knew that he might never have such an opportunity again. Then he turned around and walked towards a sword furnace that had fallen to the ground on the platform.

"Yin'er, the master is forging swords here. You must watch carefully and don't get distracted!" Duan Yun, dressed like a weapon master, seemed to appear next to the sword furnace again.

Huan Yin walked to the sword stove, knelt on the ground with a pop, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, this disciple is unfilial, and he is finally back!"

After that, he banged his head at the sword furnace three times, his face already full of tears.

After a long time, Huan Yin stood up again. Then he carefully straightened the completely damaged sword furnace that had fallen to the ground, and began to reassemble the various parts of the sword furnace bit by bit.

Unfortunately, the more he tried to combine it, the more he discovered that the sword furnace was too seriously damaged, and even many missing parts could no longer be recovered.

In this way, Huan Yin was messing with himself on the platform for a long time, but finally he pulled back his hand, and with a "boom", the sword furnace fell down on its own and could not stand up again.

The sadness on Huan Yin's face became heavier. He turned to face the attic of Jiange and knelt down again: "Huan Yin, the descendant of Jiange, was unfilial and failed to live and die with Jiange. The disciple came late!"

After saying that, Huan Yin's head hit the ground hard again. This situation is just like the time when Jiange suffered great changes for the first time and Duan Yun was left alone. But now, Jiange's situation is even worse than before.

The attic of Jiange is still standing there, but it is severely damaged, probably due to the last stand of Karen Ye, Gao Shan, Li Xianyue and Xiaotian.

The Jiange Pavilion, which used to be full of life, is now lifeless and gloomy, like a ghost building.

Huan Yin's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he took two steps forward and walked into the building.

Everything in the front hall of the sword pavilion was destroyed, whether it was tables, chairs or other things, they were all staggered. It was obvious that someone from Yijian Peak came here after the destruction of the sword pavilion, probably to remove the martial arts books and even the treasures and spiritual stones in the sword pavilion. Wait until it's all looted.

Seeing such a scene, Huan Yin's body was instantly filled with murderous intent.

"Yijianfeng, the things in my sword pavilion are not something you can touch!" Huan Yin gritted his teeth, and his hatred for Yijianfeng became even deeper.

At this moment, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the sky. Huan Yin noticed it, turned around and saw countless monks standing faintly in the sky on the edge of the sky, and behind these monks In the middle, there are countless huge magic weapons and spiritual beasts, and the momentum looks extremely amazing.

The sect war in Yangzhou has begun!