The four major cities are always full, so there is no doubt about the geomancy of this place. Therefore, you should write a new poem for me. In the Fragrant Valley of the Secluded Flowers, the cold algae dance and ripple. With the help of Yuchuan, the fairies don't necessarily miss each other. They even send people back with the flowing water. The setting sun lingers in the clouds, and the dew on the grass stains the clothes.
(Su Shi, the fairy by the river, wrote in the geomancy cave, as an inscription.)
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In the south of Chaotian, the Aoyama stretched for thousands of miles, with hundreds of peaks hidden in the clouds and fog all year round.
The number one Cultivation sect in the world, the Aoyama Sect, was located here, but it was hard for the regular people to see its true appearance.
Some regular villages and towns were scattered outside the Aoyama. One of them was located in the hilly area in the southwest, named Cloudy Town because of the fairy fog coming from the mountains.
Cloudy Town had a beautiful scenery. It was the beginning of spring, with the gentle wind caressing the faces, the willows dancing in the wind, and the fog faintly discernible, looking like a fairyland.
The residents of the town were used to the scenery, and the tourists in the restaurants were full of admiration for the scenery.
Sitting by the window, Yin San wanted nothing more than to eat hotpot.
"There is no problem in the world that can't be solved by eating hotpot. If there is, use two hotpot meals … This saying is quite popular in the Underworld Capital. I heard that it was spread from Zhaoge, but I think it should be from Yizhou. As you know, we don't see the sunlight all year round, and it's damp and cold there. Who doesn't like hotpot? Wishing for a good harvest of mushrooms? You people on the ground like it, but we've been eating it for tens of thousands of years, and we're tired of it. I want to eat an authentic hotpot now, and then brag about it when I get back. What's wrong with that? "
Looking at the duck intestines and the Sichuan peppers floating in the red and spicy soup, he swallowed some saliva and lifted his head to look at a young girl sitting across from him.
The young girl had a head full of shiny black hair, and her eyes and brows were picturesque, but she still looked childish. If she smiled, she would look very cute. But she didn't. Her eyelids were slightly lowered, and her long eyelashes didn't even blink. She looked like a portrait, not a real person.
The room was still as quiet as before, and the footsteps of the pedestrians outside the window grew clearer.
Yin San said, "Well, I admit that I stayed because I wanted to watch the show; but who in the Cultivation circle wouldn't want to watch the show? "Are you going to punish me for this?" "No." Junior Sister, could you please let go of this thing? Even if you don't let me go, at least let me eat a few bites first. If I don't fish out the tripe and yellow aorta in the pot, I won't be able to eat it.
The duck intestines had sunk to the bottom of the soup, and the pepper was still floating. The tripe and yellow throats were faintly discernible.
Yin San couldn't eat them, because a silver metal chain had bound his body tightly, so he couldn't move, let alone pick the chopsticks.
The girl quietly sat at the table, not saying a word.
The. The young girl sat by the table.: Silence. If you had used a flying sword to ambush me earlier, I naturally wouldn't have been able to defend myself. But now that you're sitting in front of me, aren't you afraid that I'll counterattack? Do you really think that this sword rope can restrain me? "
The girl still ignored him.
Yin San finally grew serious, as he said, "The Green Mountain Sect is a major sword sect and the leader of the orthodox Cultivation sects. Do you intend to kill me without asking?"
The girl finally raised her head, her eyes bright and clear, without any impurities.
Looking at such eyes, Yin San felt very relaxed. Then, he felt a slight chill between his eyebrows, as if a drop of rain had fallen there.
A small sword hovered in front of him in Silence.
He did not know that a bloody hole had appeared between his eyebrows. The hole was very small and round, and could even be described as delicate.
A thin waterfall of blood gushed out from between his eyebrows and fell into the hotpot.
The blood of the disciples of the Underworld was also hot, but it was cold compared to the soup in the hotpot. The boiling noodles gradually calmed down.
The vitality in his eyes gradually cooled down, leaving behind only some puzzled emotions.
Hundreds of gloomy and cold flames drifted to the surroundings of the restaurant along with the awe-inspiring sword will, dispersing as soon as they came into contact with something. Those were the remnants of the soul fires of the Underworld disciples.
The young girl's expression was slightly cold. Her eyebrows were raised, and the corners of her eyes were also raised. They were like thin willow leaves, and there was a sense of sharpness to them.
Very quickly, her brows furrowed, and she seemed to be deep in thought.
The small sword flew out of the window and disappeared into the street.
Her fingers moved slightly, and the thin chain that bound Yin San turned into a stream of light and fell on her wrist, becoming a silver bracelet.
"I'm an outer disciple, and I don't have a sword."
She stood up and said to Yin San, who had already died.
Yin San's dead body fell on the ground.
She pushed the door open and walked out.
A burst of exclamations rang out in the restaurant. Diners and tourists ran out of the restaurant in panic.
A middle-aged man appeared on the street where the thin fog had yet to disperse. His expression was indifferent, and his face was thin. His eyes were gloomy and cold, and he looked like an immortal.
"The demons of the Underworld have come to our Aoyama Sect to show off. Even death cannot wipe out their crimes."
Hearing this, the people could easily guess the identity of this man.
The tourists from other counties were startled, and they quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.
The townspeople also started praising the Celestial Master and prostrated themselves on the ground. However, having lived in Cloudy Town for a long time, they had heard a lot about the immortals of the Aoyama Sect. Sometimes, they could even catch a glimpse of the Celestial Master, so they came to their senses faster. They felt that what happened today was too unusual.
The Underworld and the humans had been hostile toward each other for tens of thousands of years, and the hatred between them was unresolvable. However, the two sides hadn't fought each other for many years since the Immortal Chunyang of the Aoyama Sect joined hands with the Emperor and defeated the army led by the Underworld Master in Ōzawa two thousand years ago; and they even had dealings with each other in private. Even in places like the capital of Zhaoge or the Windy Broadsword County, if the devil men of the Underworld were captured, they would be sent to the Fiend Prison unless they were spies. Then, they would look for an opportunity to exchange their members with the Underworld or ask for money. Moreover, the Aoyama Sect was an otherworldly immortal sect, and they had always acted calmly. How could they be so vicious today?
A gentle breeze blew past, dispersing the mist on the street. More than ten young men gathered in front of the restaurant. Their looks and temperament were outstanding. They were the outer disciples of the Aoyama Sect.
"Paying respects to Meng shi."
The young disciples bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man called Meng shi said with a serious expression, "Something big is about to happen. Be careful."
All the disciples responded in unison.
Meng shi said again, "Leave after cleaning up. Don't disturb the world for too long."
The young girl walked out of the restaurant.
Meng shi looked at her, his expression becoming gentler. "Not bad, Layue."
After saying this, a flash of sword light broke through the air, and his figure disappeared.
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"Senior Sister."
"Senior Sister Zhao."
The disciples of the Aoyama Sect surrounded the young girl, their faces full of admiration and respect.
The young girl named Zhao Layue was only twelve or thirteen years old, obviously younger than her peers, but for some reason, she was called Senior Sister. When she ordered the crowd to clean up the restaurant and remove all traces to ensure that the Soul Fire fragment of the devil man of the Underworld wouldn't change, no one questioned her, and she had a high prestige.
"The Immortal Master is right. Seven days ago, the Tianguang Peak issued a ban of three thousand miles, but this devil man still dared to stay. He was courting death."
A disciple looked at the corpse being carried out and couldn't help but shake his head. "I don't know what he was thinking."
"It's fine here. I heard that even the senior brothers of Liangwang Peak went to the Turbid River to suppress the devil, and the sword light illuminated the Nanhezhou."
"That's nothing. The night before yesterday, the four Guardians suddenly woke up at the same time, and half of the starlight in the sky was eaten by them! "
The disciples discussed excitedly. Zhao Layue didn't say anything. Silence, she looked at the gray sky, thinking about something.
There were nine peaks in Aoyama, hidden in the clouds.
Tianguang Peak was the ancestral peak, the residence of the sect master.
Liangwang Peak was the second peak, and the strongest young disciples of the Aoyama Sect all practiced swordsmanship there.
When the Aoyama Sect encountered something serious, it would activate the formation and issue a ban to the whole continent.
— — No one was allowed to enter or leave within a few miles of the greater Aoyama, and anyone who didn't enter would be killed.
The longer the ban was, the more serious the situation was.
Back before Taiping Zhenren stayed behind closed doors, the Aoyama Sect had issued a ban of four hundred miles, shocking the world.
The forbidden order extended four hundred miles from the Great Green Mountain, covering one-fifth of Chaotian.
In order to comply with the ban issued by the Aoyama Sect, the Emperor even dispatched an army of tens of thousands to the north overnight to intimidate the Snowy Kingdom and the Underworld.
Yet, the Aoyama Sect had issued a ban of three thousand miles?
What kind of significant event was going to happen?
Zhao Layue suddenly narrowed her eyes.
It was because the gray sky she had been staring at had suddenly become brighter.
The sun was in the middle of the sky, and the clouds and fog had gradually dispersed. The peaks in the distance were intermittently visible, like countless huge swords pointing at the sky.
The gazes of the disciples followed Zhao Layue to the peaks.
The sunlight shone on these young and tender faces, full of admiration and respect.
It was as if the Green Mountain Sect was going to welcome the most important event in the last one thousand years. It was like facing a formidable enemy.
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