Under Quyang Pass

As the warning bell rang, the Qingyu Gate was silent. As the disciples stopped and watched, two figures, one yellow and one white, rushed up along the long stone steps, and knelt in front of Liu Shiru who had just pushed the door out:

"The master is not good. Junior Sister Lin and the others just came back from the letter, saying that they were trapped by the people from the Black Fort..." Sha Yushuang said as she handed the letter raft to Liu Shiru.

Black Castle is a new force in Kyoto recently. No one knows where this force comes from and who they are. The only thing they know is that this force is stationed in an abandoned castle called Black Castle deep in Qinghua Mountain, so the Kyoto people simply call this force "Black Castle".

However, since the emergence of the Black Fort, dozens of martial artists at the Martial Arts level disappeared mysteriously in the capital, including two Martial Kings. So now, when talking about the Black Fort in the capital, almost everyone is afraid of it.

"Heibao is so brave, you dare to touch my Qingyu Sect!" A sweet shout came from behind Sha Yushuang. The person who came flew over, wearing a light pink gauze dress, his ice-like skin was faintly visible, his slender waist twisted and his lustrous eyes were eroding.

Such a woman, without being sheathed, would be crawled down by the charm of the fox rippling around her if she stood in front of her.

She is the second elder of Qingyu Sect, known as Hu Mei, who was over thirty years old and ranked among the top ten masters of Longyang Kingdom.

Qingyu Sect is known as the best swords and swords, and the inner part is the sword sect. Liu Shiru, who is in the bookish spirit, leads the disciples of the sword cultivation sect, and the disciples of the sword cultivation sect are infected by him. They are all calm and quiet, with a restrained sharpness. The disciples of the sword cultivation are led by Hu Mei, and influenced by his unrestrained character. Most of the disciples of the sword cultivation sect are straightforward in their words, and they can't rub the sand in their eyes.

To a certain extent, these two absolutely opposite personalities are exactly the same as swords.

"Junior Sister Hu Mei, Nephew Lin's identity is extraordinary. The sect leader cannot be disturbed by his retreat. I am entrusted by him to take charge of the mountain gate and cannot leave..."

Before Liu Shiru finished speaking, she was forced to interrupt by Hu Mei: "I know, I know, I feel afraid that I don't know you are the acting sect leader... Don't worry, sister, I will definitely bring Lin Hanyue back and ask her to pretend to be aloof in front of me all day long..."

Liu Shiru has long been accustomed to such Hu Mei, "then I will work hard for my sister. You can arrange the disciples and elders in the sect at will. However, Master Lin is trapped in Quyang Pass, you may..."

"What, so far? I just made this dress..." Hu Mei said as she wanted to lead a group of disciples of the Saber Sect behind her down the mountain.

"We are willing to follow Elder Hu to rescue Junior Sister Lin..." Sha Yushuang and other disciples of the Sword Sect clasped their fists and asked.

"Yes, yes, I'm going down the mountain to save Junior Sister Lin..." Yin Huan didn't know whether Lin Hanyue was older or younger than him. She finally saw the opportunity to go down the mountain. How could she let her go, who was uncomfortable in the mountains?

Hu Mei was about to refuse, but Xingyan glanced at her eyes and saw a pair of eyes staring at her pitiful silver ring. She immediately raised her lips and pointed at the silver ring and said, "You are the Liuhuo Fist who clamors to go down the mountain every day? Let's go, that old ghost, Qiqi Mu Peng, is unparalleled across the mountain, and Liuhuo cannot come out. Who will compete with me? Haha..."

Liu Shiru had no choice but to Hu Mei who was rampant in her words. She knew that Hu Mei had always had old grudges with the Kyoto Mu family, and her entry into the cash register and placed Duan Yunyi and his wife was not for the sake of the Yuan-eating body, but for the sake of the Liuhuo Fist...

When Liu Shiru came to her senses, Yinhuan had run away and had to instruct her subordinate Qi Lin Sha Yushuang to keep up and take care of her.

"It turns out that Silver Ring is the successor of Liuhuo Fist. I said how could he be admitted to Master Liu by exception!"

"Didn't it mean that Duan Feihong, a generation of King of Fighters, entered the Xuantian Realm, and his tribe members were burned clean by a fire. Master Liu personally went there for this but couldn't find the descendants of the Duan family?"

"Hmph, it's better to not go out and embarrass the eyes of this level than not going out. The former King of Fighters Duan Feihong and Feihuo Liantian's punch to move mountains and rivers with one punch. Even the cross-mountain fist of the Mu family in Kyoto dare not test its sharpness."

After hearing that Yinhuan was practicing Liuhuo Fist, a group of disciples of the sword sect woke up as if they were dreaming, and they were full of discussion, envy and jealousy. After all, the power of Liuhuo Fist in the past was faintly connected with the sword and sword formations of Qingyu Sect.

She caught the Silver Ring who had the opportunity to go down the mountain. At this time, she had made up her mind to go to the tailor shop in the city to work as a hard worker, never go back to Qingyu Gate, jumping and lying on the steps, and she could care about any etiquette. In an instant, her figure had surpassed the leader Hu Mei and rushed straight down the mountain.

"No wonder my senior sister is obsessed with the Duan family. The maids raised by the Duan family are so anxious and righteous. In order to save their fellow disciples whom they have never met, they are so anxious that they are not afraid of being dropped off the cliff..." Hu Mei, who has never been careless, nodded secretly at Yinhuan who is moving forward.

But Yinhuan went straight to the town and shouted happily at a small courtyard: "Madam, I'll go down the mountain to see you come..."

Hu Mei, who was still praising Yinhuan in her heart, realized that she was anxious to go down the mountain because of that. She was so angry that she flew behind Yinhuan and picked up Yinhuan, who was struggling by herself: "You mischievous guy, the Qingyu Sect's people can't go down the mountain and go to visit their family. Have you forgotten this rule?"

"I just fell asleep as soon as I saw the rules of the door. Uncle Hu, please let me go. I really don't want to enter Qingyu Sect..." Yinhuan begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.

"Don't even think about it..." Hu Mei took the silver ring and led a group of disciples away.

In the courtyard, a middle-aged couple supported each other and looked at the Qingyu Sect's people away, with a wry smile on their faces.

"Yinhuan is playing wild with Fei'er, so how could he bear the rules on the mountain? Look, I said I wouldn't let her enter Qingyu Sect, you have to let her enter..." Duan, who treated Yinhuan as half of her daughter, felt very distressed when she heard Yinhuan crying all the way.

"If you can't stand it, you have to bear it. If Fei'er can't come back, there must be a successor for what his father left behind. Otherwise, wouldn't it be useless for his efforts..." Duan Yunyi frowned.

"You old guy, what does Fei'er not come back? Fei'er is blessed by the spirit of the father-in-law in heaven, how could he not come back?"

Duan said, looking away from the West with her husband, is their son on the way to reunite...

Quyang Pass is the only avenue to enter and exit Kyoto. A black four-wheeled carriage, after a month and a half, traveling nearly three thousand miles, followed the curved mountain road and arrived at the bottom of Quyang Pass.

Inside the car, two young men in silver brocade robes sat cross-legged at the table. Yan Li's handsome face twitched slightly, a black air surged between his eyebrows, and black fog shining in his eyes, making him look like he was possessed by evil spirits.

Even so, his hands were still not idle. He trembled and picked up the yellow paper on the table and slowly folded it into a talisman. Until the last piece of yellow paper on the table was folded into a talisman, the black air on his face disappeared completely, and he was so tired that he was already gasping for breath in the carriage.

"Congratulations, the magical talisman will basically be invalid for you in the future." Looking at the magical talisman in her body, who could still stick to a bundle of yellow paper, she finally didn't have to untie the talisman in advance, nor did she need to drive it away from the primordial power. But Yan Li, who relied on her soul to transcend, nodded with satisfaction.

Under the destruction of Duan Fei's magic talisman every day, Yan Li clearly felt the enhancement of his soul. For example, now, he doesn't have to lift the curtain and use his soul's perception to have a rough understanding of the situation outside the window.

And this was something he could not imagine before he met Duan Fei. After cultivating the soul, he realized that the soul was an existence that was stronger than the eyes.

"You are not bad either. You are almost at the level of the martial arts master in a month and a half..." The enhancement of the soul made Yan Li know the progress of Duan Fei's strength. Of course, this was when Duan Fei did not use the soul power to prevent his perception.

With the Yuan Juqun Talisman, Yan Li felt that his cultivation speed was six times, and it was probably impossible for anyone in the world to reach. However, after seeing Duan Fei directly lifting Yuanli from the Yuan Zuyuan Talisman to assist in his cultivation that night, he suddenly felt that his cultivation speed was six times, and that was not even a big deal. If Duan Fei had not written talismans every day, in Yan Li's opinion, this month and a half will be enough for Duan Fei to be promoted to the level of a martial artist.

"Have you arrived in Kyoto?" I felt the carriage pause and a noisy sound came. Duan Fei hurriedly swept the talisman on the table into the object storage talisman that he had just changed. The object storage talisman refined by the blood talisman can only be controlled for three months, which forced Duan Fei to change it every three months.

"It's still far away. I'll pass Quyang Pass, and I'll be over a hundred miles, Kyoto." Yan Li came to Kyoto several times and was very familiar with the journey. As the two said, they had already lifted the curtain and left the carriage.

I saw a majestic pass standing between the hillsides of two peaks. Looking forward, one mountain is higher than the other. Looking back, the mountains are all at the foot. This is the real road of heaven, the gate of heaven.

At this moment, there were many chariots and horses gathered under Quyang Pass, waiting for the door to close. As the thick bronze door opened, a gong sounded, a rough voice shouted in Chengguandong: "All people who come to Beijing should listen. Any warrior with the strength of Wuzong is better to wait in Quyang Pass for a few days and form a group to go to the capital. Those with the strength of Wuzong can pass freely. Jun Ye, I just kindly remind you!"

"This..." There was a hustle and bustle outside the closing door. People with strong strength had to form teams to reach Kyoto, while people with weak strength were unobstructed. What's wrong with this world?

Without Duan Fei coming forward to ask, someone had already sent a ingot of silver to the sergeant guarding the city pass and asked, "Mr. Jun., can you say it carefully? We came from Kaiyang Prefecture. Kaiyang Prefecture is haunted, and I don't know this Kyoto..."

"I came from Hengyang and was also haunted. Isn't this trying to hide in Beijing for a while..."

"Our Huaiyang Mansion is also haunted, it is said that it was done by the demons..."

For a time, merchants and warriors from various prefectures of Longyang Kingdom were talking about it outside the pass. Duan Fei heard that the six prefectures of Longyang Kingdom were almost haunted.

"Whatever you say, please calm me!" As the soldiers guarding the pass shouted loudly, the noisy crowd gradually calmed down, and then he said at the top of his throat:

"There is no haunted in Kyoto, but in recent times, many warriors at the Wuzong realm have disappeared. Two days ago, the three Wuzong masters who traveled outside in Qingyu Sect did not listen to the advice and led a group of subordinates to Beijing overnight. Now they have not received any letters from their arrival in Kyoto..."

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