In Yujing, in the Wangcui Terrace of Yunyin Mountain where Qintian Prison is located, Dongfang's future is being deduced on the sand table, calculating something. He is thin in stature, but his cheeks are really delicate and handsome. Therefore, this shortcoming in stature only makes his temperament more noble. He lacks the majesty of the Grand Master, but adds some intimacy to it. At this time, Grand Master Dongfang Future was walking in a sandbox as big as a courtyard, holding a pen that was almost taller than others. Every time he passed, he would leave a crooked mark, as if a child was playing with water and mud. Around him, sitting on the futons were Si Xingcheng and Kunlun Guards from the Qintian Prison, and on the outermost side stood the masters guarding the place. The stargazers held their breath and watched every move of the Grand Master Dongfang Future. He is the controller of the entire Qintian Prison, one of the secret leaders of the empire, and several ancient families have semi-publicly admitted that they will support him without reservation. This is also the reason why Dongfang Future's surname is not one of the five major surnames in Qintianjian, but he can be in charge of Qintianjian. Dongfang Future will deduce the national destiny here every month on the new moon, and everyone in Qintian Prison will spontaneously come here to watch. Over time, someone placed futons in this little-used palace for the use of stargazers. These futons are usually piled in the corner with no one moving them.
Therefore, every time this day comes, the most important task for stargazers is to grab a futon so that they can occupy a seat and watch the future deduction in the East. This time, Dongfang's future deduction seems to be more difficult and slower than usual. Everyone has noticed this strangeness, and they all craned their necks to wait, looking forward to the turning point mentioned by the great national master of the previous generation. At this moment, there seemed to be electric current crawling through the ears of the spectators. The wind blew from nowhere and rushed into the palace. It stirred the wind chimes around, tinkling, and the curtains were blown up and fluttered everywhere. It looked like people in white robes were dancing around them. Stargazers have always been the most calm. For thousands of years, passed down from generation to generation, they can stand in one place for decades, just to wait for the brightness of the stars to change by a fraction, or to observe a certain Whether the hexagram is effective or not. Therefore, even though they felt a little strange, everyone's faces were still calm. Until someone hurried over. One, two, those people are Stargazer's subordinates, they can be apprentices or slaves. Those people leaned close to the ear of the stargazers and told them the vision coming from the Liaodong Plain at the risk of offending the stargazers. One after another, one to another. Soon, some nimble-footed stargazers could no longer sit still and stood up from their cushions. However, their legs were numb from sitting cross-legged for so long that they fell heavily to the ground, then got up in a panic and ran outside. More and more stargazers got the news, but many people just couldn't believe it. They looked helplessly at the figures of their companions leaving the palace and didn't dare to say anything. After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Future was still minding his own business deducing everything on the sand table. He turned a deaf ear to other things, as if he had lost the tools of his five senses, and just wrote and drew. During the anxious waiting, finally a companion of the stargazer, with a sad look on his face, brought news from afar. On the astronomical disks everywhere in Qintian Prison, the news from Liaodong came far faster than telegraphs, trains and fast horses. Through the wonderful Eight Gate Dunjia and Ziwei Dou Shu, they already knew what happened there. It's crystal clear. After the matter was verified, the palace exploded. Someone stood up and fell heavily on the floor. Some people threw the futon in their hands over their heads, whether to vent or to divine fortune. Some people were shouting something incoherently, as if they were possessed by evil spirits.
More of them were whispers. "This is how to do ah?" "Prince Su failed, and the traitor succeeded." "Is it the White Lotus Sect, or is it someone else?" "It's not clear yet, maybe it's someone else, the whole world is coveting the dragon vein." "There are other people, hurry up and check!" In the deep mountains and deep valleys that they didn't know, long sighs came out from the coffins, which were heavily bound by iron chains and poured with molten iron. Then the cover of a coffin was broken, and a bony hand with exposed veins stretched out from it, as if it wanted to smash everything. The old monsters who had been sleeping in the darkness for a long time and remained anonymous in the long history have awakened one after another in unknown corners. Hearing these chirping sounds in the palace, Dongfang Future, who had been deducing on the sand table, opened his eyes and tapped on the sand table with the pen he held in his arms. The voice was very soft, but it attracted everyone's attention, causing them to calm down and quietly wait for Dongfang Future's instructions. However, Dongfang Future had no intention of responding to everyone's expectations. He was just tired of everyone's noise. After the sound subsided, he continued to perform the deduction on it, moving from one corner of the sand table to the other. "It's almost over," he said. …… The mountains of Changbai shook, and ancient sounds emitted from the ravines, like millstones slowly rolling on the ground, trying to annihilate everything. Underground, the Qing Emperor and the White Emperor all burst into smoke and got into Yin Xiu's body. The black light surrounding Yin Xiu gradually dissipated. It was a side effect of the life and death talisman, which almost caused his soul to dissipate. But at the same time, because of this terrifying power, the blue and white emperor was finally subdued by him. Now, there is no longer any dragon game played by Bai Dizi. It has completely fallen asleep and has been turned into a part of his own power by Yin Xiu. As for Qingdizi, it was originally ownerless, so it was naturally easily surrendered by Yin Xiu. As the two-color smoke entered Yin Xiu's spiritual platform, Yin Xiu's spiritual intelligence recovered, and everything around him came into his eyes again. At this moment, his energy and blood were sufficient, and the meridians all over his body were clear and comfortable, and he seemed to be a different person from before. Ma Xiaoyu knew this best. She looked at Yin Xiu and felt that Yin Xiu gave her an extremely terrifying feeling at this time. In other words, there seems to be a mountain between the two of them. Yin Xiu is on the other side of the mountain, and Ma Xiaoyu is on this side of the mountain. They are extremely far and yet extremely close, hazy and blurry. She was still standing on the ground, but Yin Xiu seemed to be in the clouds, sometimes close, sometimes far, sometimes big, sometimes small, making her unpredictable. She had a vague idea of what might have happened, but she wasn't sure. At this moment, Yin Xiu let out a breath, then took another breath and let it out again. As he breathed in and out, his chest bulged and his limbs relaxed slightly.
At Yin Xiu's feet, the dust spread out to the surroundings as he exhaled, and gradually gathered in as he inhaled. His breath was connected with all things, all things affected him, and he also affected all things in the dust. Thousands of worlds. Ma Xiaoyu immediately understood and confirmed why she had such a strange feeling. That's because Yin Xiu has entered a new realm, a realm that is almost impossible to reach at his age. Dewei and Ren Qi were both stunned and stopped involuntarily. Based on the intuition of the Ouchi masters, they felt that there was a terrible aura here, as if a beast sealed in a cage had awakened, broke free, returned to the world, and was waiting to be devoured. Tuoba Wenwu forced Bai Li back with a punch, turned his neck slightly, looked back and let out a sigh. "Since ancient times, the waves behind have pushed the waves ahead. Bai Li, it's time for us martial arts legends to retire. The era is a stage for newcomers, not a back garden for old guys like us." Bai Li was disdainful and sneered: "Tuoba Wenwu, it's all thanks to you that he can achieve this state. If you hadn't kept stopping him and allowed him to collect the dragon's veins, he would have died countless times. If he let the tiger go back to the mountains, there would be endless troubles. Now if you want to kill him, you have to put in a lot of effort, it's not as easy as before. " Tuoba Wenwu frowned. "Bai Li, don't you know how to follow the general trend of the world? He has made it clear that he will inherit the destiny, and now you are still thinking of taking action against him? You are not young anymore. Wouldn't it be better to have a few more years to enjoy yourself in this world? " "Huh? You mean I can't kill him?" Bai Li's eyes were fierce, "Tuoba Wenwu, don't underestimate me. I haven't reached the point where I can't box yet. Even if I'm going to die, I still have the energy to suppress this element that is endangering the world." You know, even when Huang Zhong is old, he can still kill Xia Houyuan in Dingjun Mountain Formation. " Tuoba Wenwu sighed, seemingly disappointed with Bai Li's persistence. "But in the novel, Huang Zhong was shot to death by an unknown soldier with an arrow. The hero lags behind, but that's all. Moreover, Yin Xiu is by no means a nobody. Just go back to the countryside and stay for a few years to see what he is. In a few years, he will definitely be famous in all of Kyushu. " "years later?" Bai Li shook his head, "I will not let this scourge live for a few more years. Now is the best opportunity to kill him. Let him live for a few more years. With how fast his skills are improving, I'm afraid he will be dead by then." I’m really helpless.” As he said that, he glanced at Tuoba Wenwu again, "You still want to stop me? If you want to stop me, I will kill you too." Unexpectedly, Tuoba Wenwu had no intention of blocking him. He made way for Bai Li to pass. This surprised Bai Li. "Why, you backed away again now?" "Because, I don't think you can deal with him, Bai Li. Whether it's for your reputation or your life, I think you should leave now instead of staying here or even challenging him. You will die quickly." Tuoba Wenwu was still trying to persuade Bai Li. However, Bai Li just glanced at him and said, "Tuoba civil and military, different Taoist principles do not work together, and I, Bai, have been strong in my life, how could I be scared off by your few words here? No matter if that kid is a dragon or a tiger, I will strangle him here today! Bet on the name of King Bai Lianzuo Xian! " With that said, Bai Li pulled off one sleeve and threw it at Tuoba Wenwu's feet. Tuoba Wenwu's eyes were gloomy, he just put his hands behind his back and watched this old friend leave without saying a word.
Bai Li bypassed Tuoba Wenwu and walked towards Yinxiu. At first, his steps were slow, like a trembling old man who was nearly a hundred years old. Then he started to trot slowly, staggering and swaying like a drunken man. By the time he approached Yin Xiu, his steps had become brisk and swift. From the corner of his eye, Bai Li caught sight of Ma Xiaoyu, Yin Xiu's most solid companion, who was standing aside at this time and had no intention of stopping him. Do you know you can't stop it, or... Bai Li put aside all the doubts about Ma Xiaoyu and the warnings from Tuoba Wenwu in his mind, and gradually entered a state of emptiness. He put his legs together, took a step forward, jumped in front of Yin Xiu, and met his eyes. "How did you do it?" Bai Li asked. Yin Xiu smiled slightly, "I was just about to ask you for advice. Are the synaesthesia realm and the three secret treasures actually such a thing?" Bai Li's eyes widened, "How do I know? I came here step by step. Who would have thought that someone could jump from the eighth level of the entrance to the ninth level of the entrance and enter the synaesthesia realm? Looking at the entire world for hundreds of years, you are the only one who deserves to be called a martial arts legend. " Perhaps because of his accumulation, or perhaps because he conquered the Qing Emperor's son, Yin Xiu suddenly broke through the threshold that many great masters of the Nine Layers of Mysterious Entrance could not break through in their lifetimes, entered the synaesthesia realm, and touched one of the three secret treasures. As Bai Li said, there is no other word to describe his experience other than legend. However, Bai Li was the one who personally cut off and shattered many legends and myths. How many geniuses, sword immortals reincarnated, and gods descended to earth, but in the end they all perished in his hands. "You will be the last genius I, Bai, will kill in my lifetime. This is your honor and what you deserve." Bai Li extended a palm to Yin Xiu's eyes. "Yin Xiu is born late, please ask Lord Zuo Xian for advice." Yin Xiu also stretched out a hand and intertwined it with Bai Li's wrist. Their breathing was strong and even, their hands were steady and dry, and their eyes were full of fire. "What nonsense are you talking about? You should know that there is only life and death between you and me." "No grudge?" "Of course not. It's a pity that you are not on my side, otherwise I can assist you and help you win the world." "Then why don't you come to me? I can also give you a protector." "Oh, what a loud tone." The two looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Immediately afterwards, the wind and thunder rolled, and the thunder roared. Yin Xiu felt a sudden light on his hand, and then Bai Li, the king of Zuo Xian, hit him in the face with a powerful and heavy punch.
Yin Xiu deflected the punch with one hand, and also swung a punch, hitting Bai Li, the king of Zuo Xian, in the face. The two men's movements were exactly the same, equally fast and ferocious. They each punched and blocked each other. "Good boy, thirty years earlier, I would have been no match for you." "Thirty years later, I have no chance to meet Gao Feng." (End of this chapter)