Qing Yi's eyelids were twitching wildly. He understood that things were probably going to develop in a direction that he was not expecting. He wanted to leave here, as far away as possible, but his body could not use the strength, and the energy in his body seemed to be blocked.

It's stuck with 502 strong glue, and it's stuck and cannot be moved.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed out from his forehead, streaking across his cheeks and dripping onto the bluestone floor. He couldn't care so much now, so he opened his mouth to ask for help, but an accident happened. He opened his mouth and said

He was speechless. He tried hard to say a sentence or even a word, but he could only make the sound of "abaa".

Qing Yi grabbed his own neck and kept hitting his chest with his fists, but he was still speechless.

Just when he was struggling desperately to call for help, the sound of jingling rings was heard in the thick fog.

Qing Yi turned her head to look in the direction of the sound in horror. A faint green light suddenly appeared in the thick fog, swaying back and forth, slowly approaching him.

The hairs on his body stood up instantly, and he knew that he was afraid that something like that would happen to him.

The green light is getting closer and closer, and many figures appear in the thick fog. Judging from their clothing and walking posture, they should be palace maids. But at this time, there are no palace maids. Even if there are, who will be the third watch?

Coming here in the middle of the night?

In the blink of an eye, the palace ladies passed through the thick fog and came to a stop in front of Qing Yi. Only then did he realize that there was a sedan chariot following behind these palace ladies.

The sedan chair slowly lowered, the curtain lifted, and a woman dressed in a Qing Dynasty style came out. She turned around and smiled at Qing Yi, and then slowly walked towards him.

When he got closer, Qing Yi could see her face clearly. Although this girl looked like an ordinary person, her complexion was ashen, and he couldn't feel any breath of a living person from her body.

This is a ghost. Qing Yi couldn't help but swallowed. If it were normal, he would have started fighting at this time, but now he can't move his body, can't mobilize his energy, can't speak, and is completely like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

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Ge Ge walked up to him, looked at him carefully, then covered her face with her hands and giggled a few times: "A gangster ruined my good deeds before, so I strengthened the power of these things around me. Unexpectedly,

I have actually received such a great gift. With you, I will probably be able to reach the Yinshen very quickly and maintain my immortal form."

Qing Yi's heart skipped a beat. It's over. This guy just wanted to use his true energy and Yang energy to practice. Alas, after living for thousands of years, he finally fell into the hands of such a brat. It was really frustrating.

He slowly closed his eyes, and in his mind began to recall all the experiences from his apprenticeship to the present. He suddenly missed his master and his senior brother. The years of studying with his master were the best years of his life.

remember.

It's a pity that my disciple is incompetent and can't see you again.

Feeling that the ghost was getting closer and closer to him, Qing Yi closed his eyes tightly and squeezed out a tear, which fell across his cheek and fell to the ground.

Just when he thought he was certain to die, he suddenly sensed a powerful burst of pressure not far away, followed by a surge of domineering Qi. The ghosts screamed, then screamed, and then, the world

It's quiet.

He felt that his body was free again. He opened his eyes and found that all the ghosts in front of him had disappeared. The fog around him didn't know when it dispersed. Not far from his left hand, there was a man holding the Emperor's Sword.

, long hair fluttering in the wind.

Qing Yi smiled: "Fortunately you came in time, otherwise I would have really confessed."

"I have one thing to say, you should improve your cultivation. Otherwise, you won't be able to defeat those people from the White Clothes Sect in the back." Jiulong put away the Emperor's Sword, turned around and walked forward.

"Don't worry, when I get back the Jizhou Cauldron, I will go into seclusion and break through." Qing Yi smiled slightly, turned around and followed. "However, you used the Emperor's Sword to save me. The commotion caused by this is not small. I'm afraid we have nothing left.

Time is running out.”

Jiulong sneered: "It doesn't matter, the time is just right."

The two walked along the bluestone road for about three to five minutes, when a small dilapidated door entangled with ivy appeared in front of them. Jiulong took a few steps and kicked it, but the two doors could no longer support much.

The old wooden door instantly turned into powder.

Qing Yi looked inside, smacked his lips and said, "Did you remember the wrong place? There is nothing here."

"The pain this place has brought me is unforgettable. Even if I die, I will never forget it." After saying that, Jiulong walked a few steps and came to the stone well in the yard. Without saying a word, he jumped up.

Got in.

Qing Yi rushed over to the well and looked down, only to realize that it was a dry well, and Jiulong, who had just jumped in, had disappeared.

"It's strange." Qing Yi put his head in to see what was wrong inside, but as soon as he put his head in, someone outside gave him a stumble, and he fell in because his center of gravity was unstable.

He sat down on the ground, rubbed his tailbone with a grin on his face, and took a breath of cold air. He probably broke his bone after falling.

He raised his head and shouted to the people above: "Hey, people above, are you looking for death?"

Only then did he realize that there was no one up there. Even if he used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, there was no one in the courtyard, and there were no people running away outside. Instead, there was a group of heavily armed forest guards approaching the courtyard quickly.

"It came so fast." Qing Yi looked around and found a small hole behind him, just big enough for a person to crawl in.

With no other choice now, Qing Yi sighed and got in.

Time goes back to when Xiao Jiujian and Hei Jia launched an attack on Kunmen and Jiulong had not yet sneaked into the city.

Chang Qing received the urgent report from the gatekeepers and was extremely anxious. After leaving a team of people to guard Xiong Xiaoguang, he took the remaining people back to the imperial city and asked who was on duty tonight if they knew.

The elder was still drinking with Shen Wanshan in the upper study, so he rushed to the upper study without stopping.

When he arrived at the door of the upper study, Chang Qing jumped down from above without waiting for the horse to stop. He did a somersault in the air and landed firmly on the ground. Then he opened the door of the upper study and walked in.

When he went in and took a look, Chang Qing was dumbfounded. The elder was not here at all. Instead, Shen Wanshan was lying on the elder's desk, dangling a white porcelain wine bottle in one hand, and kept talking nonsense: "I can still drink.

Back then...I was alone, but I brought down the entire Xizhou Mission..."

Chang Qing sighed, turned around and said to Wu Youzhi who was rushing over: "Immediately mobilize Jin Yiwei and all the people from Xichang to come for reinforcements, and at the same time go to accept the Imperial Forest Army, command them to resist the attack of the invading enemy, and at the same time conduct an inventory of the imperial city Inside, see if anyone has taken advantage of the chaos to sneak in." As he said that, Chang Qing took out a token from his arms and handed it to Wu Youzhi.

Wu Youzhi saw the token in Chang Qing's hand that symbolized the ability to mobilize the troops of Xichang and Jinyiwei at will. He fell to his knees with a plop and raised his hands in the air: "Mr. Chang, please don't worry, no one can enter the imperial city as long as you are here." step!"

"Okay, I'll leave the imperial city to you." Chang Qing nodded slightly and put the token in Wu Youzhi's hand.

"Youzhi will definitely live up to your expectations!" Wu Youzhi took the token, stood up and left, while those who were coming one after another were left here by him to guard the study.

Chang Qing looked at Wu Youzhi's retreating back and sighed softly. He was not in a hurry at the city gate, but the big master disappeared without a trace. What could he do?

Chang Qing originally wanted to take people to search every place in the imperial city. The drunken Shen Wanshan was a big burden, so he had to take him with him. If those people were targeting him, Xiong Xiaoguang would probably be able to do it after he came out. Beat yourself to death.

Just when Chang Qing didn't know what to do, in the corner of the imperial city, in that inaccessible place, a golden light suddenly rose into the sky, and then a golden dragon broke through the clouds and rushed down.

Chang Qing will never forget this scene until his death. Jiulong used this trick to kill everyone in the Altar Square that day.

Jiulong came to the imperial city probably for Jizhou Ding, and Shen Wanshan could not be in their plan. Thinking of this, Chang Qing closed the door to the upper study, got on his horse, and rushed there with his people.

When they arrived at the bluestone road they had passed by in Kowloon not long ago, a Jin Yiwei beside them said in a low voice: "Sir Chang, I heard people say that this place is often haunted. Do you think we should return?"

Chang Qing turned around and glared at him: "Nonsense, where are the ghosts in the imperial city? Besides, even if there are, with me, Chang Qing, what do you have to fear?"

When Chang Qing said this, the man suddenly became speechless and followed Chang Qing obediently.

At the end of the road is a small door, but at this time the door is no longer open. Chang Qing frowned: "This door was still closed when I came to see it before, but now it is suddenly gone. It seems that we have no door." Wrong arrival."

With that said, everyone dismounted, and Chang Qing walked in front, leading the somewhat frightened Xichang Fanzi behind him into the small courtyard.

Chang Qing took a look inside the courtyard. It was very quiet. It seemed that Jiulong was not here. He probably went to other places through agencies or escape methods, but there was still a need to check here. "A team of three people, search the courtyard, be sure to Find the trace of Jiulong. If you can't find it, dig three feet into the ground and dig him out for me!"

"Yes!" Everyone lit torches, and in groups of three, they spread out to search for any clues that Kowloon might have left behind in this small courtyard.

Chang Qing looked around and saw nothing unusual. He lowered his head and found two rows of footprints extending from the door to the stone well under the big tree in the yard.

Chang Qing walked over curiously, held the edge of the well and looked inside. The water in the well was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the moon hanging in the night sky and the big tree beside it.

Chang Qing smacked his lips: "Where does the water come from in such a broken place? I remember that after the Hundred Years' Rebellion, all well water channels were closed and replaced with tap water. Is there something wrong?"

With this thought in his mind, he involuntarily reached into the well. At this moment, he felt someone behind him knock him down. He lost his center of gravity and fell into the water with a plop.

He is a practitioner, so this situation is not surprising to him. The moment he fell, he held his breath and curled up and fell into the water.

After entering the water, Chang Qing glanced at the mouth of the well and found no one. He frowned and didn't care anymore. Instead, he groped underwater. He thought there must be something unusual about this place, otherwise it would be impossible for Jiulong to

I went through all the trouble just to come to such a shabby courtyard.

Finally, after groping for a long time, he found a small hole that could only allow one person to pass through. Chang Qing smiled slightly and swam in slowly.

When people heard the sound of water, they ran out quickly and found that Chang Qing had disappeared in the yard. They went to the well mouth and looked in, and found that it was a dry well.

Everyone looked at each other, where did the sound of water come from just now?

At this time, a man threw down the torch in his hand. Through the light of the torch, everyone discovered that there was a hole at the bottom of the well. They calculated it together and guessed that Mr. Chang should have entered through the hole. They did not dare to neglect and put their bodies on

His clothes were torn into strips of cloth and turned into ropes. They fell down along the ropes and slid to the bottom of the well and climbed into the cave entrance.

Jiulong and Qingyi didn't know how long they had been crawling in the dark passage. Finally, they finally saw the light, and their vision gradually became wider.

Qing Yi looked at the big hole in front of him, smacked his lips and said, "I can't believe that there is such a place in the imperial city. Let alone a Jizhou tripod, it is more than enough to hide an army here."

Jiulong sighed softly: "This is no longer the Imperial City, this is Ziwei Mountain."

"What, Ziwei Mountain? We have gone so far?" Qing Yi was shocked. There was a passage that almost ran through the Forbidden City, a hollow hidden under the mountain. If someone with a heart wanted to do something about it, it would really be a miracle.

Without realizing it.

Jiulong knew what Qing Yi was thinking. He shook his head and said, "Don't think too much. Starting construction under the Imperial City or the Inner City is tantamount to seeking death. When Bai Yi brought me in, he took advantage of the empty space in the Imperial City."

When we are alone. No more nonsense, do you feel the aura from the ancient times coming out of Suolong Cave?"

Qing Yi nodded slightly: "Indeed, I have felt it since just now. There seems to be something inside that is giving off an aura that makes me surrender. Could it be Jizhou Ding?"

Jiulong chuckled: "Yes, that's it. It really takes no effort to get it."

With that said, Jiulong was about to walk into the Suolong Cave, but at this moment, a man suddenly appeared in front of the Suolong Cave and blocked Jiulong's way. He sneered and said, "Sorry, Jiulong, Jizhou Ding is mine now.

"

When Jiulong saw the miniature version of Jizhou Ding being held by the man in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, but huge waves arose in his heart.

"It is indeed beyond my expectation that you can refine the Jizhou Cauldron, but what makes me even more unexpected is that it is you."
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