Chapter 6 Conspiracy

Huqi Mountain, the blood pool in the depths of the Ghost King Sect.

At present, the situation of the four spiritual blood arrays in the blood pool is different from the previous days. The four huge spirit beasts seem to have completely lost their spirituality, but they are still pouring into the blood of the blood pool, and the dark red light curtain covering them has also become weak. If you don't look carefully, it is almost impossible to see You can see that the remaining a few traces of aura are still constantly sucked away by the Fulong tripod in the sky.

In contrast to the depressing powerlessness of these four spirit beasts, the whole blood pool seems to be affected by an invisible force. On the huge water surface, it seems to be boiling everywhere, and there are continuous bubbles coming in and out, making a dull sound. At the same time, the blood pool, which had been basically motionless, actually began to rotate by itself, shooting a few strange lights from the air, shining on the blood water. Wherever it passed, the blood water surged one after another.

In the air, there is a strong smell of blood.

On the Fulong tripod, the last remaining pattern of the ferocious statue is finally the same color as the ancient tripod. The whole Fulong tripod now looks completely different, and there is no sense of simplicity. On the contrary, after absorbing the huge spiritual power, the strange mana in this ancient tripod seems to be slowly being triggered.

Hanging alone in the void, Fulong Ding looked down at everything, as if everything was under its feet and crawled towards it. And in the huge space, around the Fulong tripod, there is a faint sound of wind and thunder. Echoing it, the strange light around the Fulong tripod is bright and uncertain at the same time, like a human breathing, sometimes absent, extremely strange.

An invisible force seems to be quietly nurturing in this huge space, and like a god who has been sleeping for thousands of years, is about to wake up.

The surging and strange power galloped across the blood pool like waves, unscrupulously hitting the surrounding stone walls.

Looking at the strange scene, the ghost king and Mr. Ghost stood side by side without saying anything. But obviously, there is no trace of fear and retreat from the two of them.

After a long time, the ghost king smiled and said, "It's really awesome. It hasn't arrived yet, and the four spirit blood array has not been formed, and it has such a power!"

Mr. Ghost did not immediately interface. He was silent for a moment and said, "Suzerain, the abnormal movement a few days ago was indeed caused by this four-spirit blood array. I can't protect the array well, and please ask the suzerain to punish it."

As soon as the ghost king waved his hand, he did not look at Mr. Ghost. He took a step and his eyes still stayed on the Fulong tripod. He said, "It's a trivial matter. Needless to say, this array is too powerful. Not to mention you, even I didn't expect it. It's inevitable that you

Mr. Ghost hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you for your magnanimity, but..."

The ghost king turned around and said, "What is it just?"

Mr. Ghost met the eyes of the ghost king, and suddenly his heart was shocked. He only felt that the eyes of the ghost king were strangely dazzling. With his own way, he seemed to have a feeling that he could not force his eyes. A few thoughts flashed in his heart, but the good thing was that there was a black veil on his face, and others could not see his expression. At least listening to his accent, it was still flat: "As the suzerain said, this four spirit blood array is extremely powerful, and as the day of formation approaches, this spiritual power will only become stronger and stronger, Eighteen prohibitions have been laid out, but to be honest, I'm not completely sure, especially on the last day, when the blood array is just completed, it must be an earth-shaking scene. It's hard to say whether these prohibitions I've laid are useful or not. I'm afraid that if I'm unprepared at that time It's connected."

The ghost king sneered and said, "What about that?"

Mr. Ghost suffocated, looked at the ghost king, was silent for a moment, and said, "I just reminded the suzerain that if necessary, you can let some disciples with low skills withdraw from the belly of the mountain in advance."

The ghost king's eyes flashed, hummed and said, "No."

Mr. Ghost didn't say anything.

The ghost king said coldly, "This strange array of heaven and earth gathers the essence of the four spirits and nourishes it with blood. Only when there is blood and fierceness can the gate of Shura be opened. Even if some people are buried with them, it's not a big deal."

Mr. Ghost nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I understand."

The ghost king smiled and looked arrogant. He turned around and took a deep breath. His eyes fell on Fulong Ding again. Looking at the ever-changing tripod, his eyes seemed to begin to get drunk.

And behind him, Mr. Ghost's eyes were thoughtful, but more of them were not fanaticism, but cold calm and sobriety.

Qingyun Mountain, Longshou Peak.

In the seven veins of Qingyun, Longshou Peak is the second highest mountain after Tongtian Peak, which is tall and steep and towering. This night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. In a hidden mountain forest behind Longshou Peak, a path winds forward and circled in the mountain forest.

The cold night wind blew, and two figures, one tall and one low, fell from the sky and fell on the path. It was the Cangsong Taoist and the golden bottle.

This place is far away from the palaces and pavilions where the disciples of the former mountain Longshou Peak live. Usually, few people come, and in the dead night, it is even more silent. The Taoist's eyes were cold, he glanced around, looked up at the sky, and suddenly snorted.

Jin Ping'er looked at him with interest and said, "What's the matter, Taoist priest, you look very angry?"

The Taoist of Cangsong said coldly, "The disciples in this class are getting worse and worse, and it's a vain time for me to make a lot of effort in those years."

Jin Ping'er became a little curious and said, "What's wrong?"

The Taoist priest snorted and walked forward along the path. At the same time, he said coldly, "Although it is no different from other places, the ancestors left the instructions on behalf of the predecessors, and the disciples of each vein need to be strictly guarded. At present, it's only the second watch, and it can't be seen anymore. What a bunch of rubbish people!"

Jin Ping'er smiled and said, "Isn't it convenient for us to act? You should be happy."

The Taoist priest snorted coldly again, but it was obvious that there was no joy on his face. Instead, his face was extremely ugly and he strode forward.

Jin Ping'er followed him and said with a smile, "Actually, you can't blame those disciples of Qingyunmen. As far as I know, under thousands of years, Qingyunmen has not opened the seven-vein mountain peak sky lock a few times. It's just the latest beast demon disaster. The beast god is so strong that I If it's someone who doesn't use it for such a long time, and you elders keep these things secret, ordinary disciples just think it's an ordinary forbidden place with nothing. It's normal to be lazy a few times.

She smiled charmingly and said to Cang Song: "What's more, you will lead the way along the way. I heard that you have presided over the affairs of Qingyun Mountain for decades, especially these precautions. Those disciples who patrol the mountain can't find us, and they can't blame them. Don't you think so?"

Cangsong Taoist's face is still ugly. For him, it seems that the grass and trees on Qingyun Mountain are different from other places. Once upon a time, he was the owner of this mountain.

Is there really something wrong with the past?

The Taoist suddenly shook his head, as if to get rid of any idea, and strode forward. Jin Ping'er looked at his back and seemed to understand the Taoist's state of mind more or less, but she was obviously not a kind-hearted person, but there was a little gloating in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly Li Roumei, and her footsteps seemed to be light. She followed the people of Cang Song Dao and walked along the path to the depths of the mountain behind Longshou Peak.

This path is actually very deep. It has been tortuous for a long time, but there is still no end in sight. However, with the deepening of the road, there are more and more weeds on the roadside, gradually covering the path. Obviously, no one has been walking here for a long time, and even the vegetation is lush.

Looking at these roadside weeds gradually growing on the path, the pathman's face became more and more ugly, and he looked a little iron-blue. Jin Pinger didn't talk to him at this moment. She just followed behind and looked at the tall back of the Cangsong Taoist. She suddenly had a feeling that this man was not necessarily just a traitor who defected to the right path.

But even so, who cares? If today's Cangsong Taoist is found by his peers, I'm afraid it's a life-and-death situation, but ten years ago, he was still the most powerful figure of the first sect in the world. Who would have thought of this?

In the encounters of life, there are many twists and turns, but I don't know whether it is controlled by mortals themselves or determined by God's will, so there is the so-called God's will to play tricks on people?

Jin Ping'er walked all the way, and unexpectedly remembered the little ring she had just met not long ago. The young girl who was predestined with her seemed to be sleepy at a young age! Thinking of Xiaohuan, her expression eased down, and there was a little warmth. Perhaps only that little girl was the only one she could treat happily.

Maybe there will be an opportunity in the future, and it's not bad to wander around the world with Xiaohuan!

A faint smile slowly appeared at the corners of Jin Ping'er's mouth, but the smile flashed, and she stopped. Because the Cangsong Taoist in front of her also stopped and exhaled a long breath. Listening to his tone, it seemed to be mixed with a strange feeling, and said slowly, "That's it, where the secret lock of the dragon head peak of Qingyunmen is."

The path under his feet finally reached the end. Jin Ping'er stepped forward, but he was stunned for a moment, with a trace of confusion on his face. He turned his head to the Taoist priest Cangsong and said, "What, is this the heavenly lock?"

The Taoist priest was expressionless and only nodded faintly.

What appeared in front of the two of them was not a shining fairy artifact, nor a solemn and majestic palace and pavilion. Before coming here, Jin Ping'er had thought about it countless times, but in any case, she did not guess that the legendary magic lock would look like this.

In front of her is an ordinary pit...

If there is a difference, it is that this earth pit is relatively large and deep. It is a big earth pit, but look at the weeds in this pit, and the mountains are decadenching. No matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary big earth pit. How can it be related to the famous Jade Sword Array?

Jin Ping'er was still difficult to accept for a while, but the Cangsong Taoist beside him had jumped down, stood under the pit, and waved to Jin Ping'er. Jin Ping'er sighed and jumped down.

After jumping into the pit and stepping on the solid soil at the bottom of the pit, Jin Ping'er smelled a strong smell of soil. She looked up and found that the pit was quite deep. Just now, she didn't feel anything from the top down. When she got to the bottom, she found that the edge of the pit was actually as high as one and a half.

The soil in the pit is not as hard and easy to walk as on the path. It is slightly soft, but fortunately, there is no wind and rain these days, and the soil is still dry and hard, not as deep and shallow, but potholes are inevitable.

Jin Ping'er followed the man of Cang Song and walked to the depths of the earth pit. The terrain here is tilted inward. The more I go down, the more I look up at the surrounding trees and the mountains in the distance, I feel that those things are getting taller, and I gradually feel small.

These strange emotions echoed in Jin Ping'er's heart, which made her a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, although the pit was big, it was not boundless. Soon the Song Taoist stopped and took the opportunity to stop.

At this moment, they are in the middle of this big pit. The soil is scattered around them. Several piles of soil in the middle are piled together, forming a small mound with a cylindrical log three feet long and one foot wide, which is diagonally inserted on the small mound.

The Song Taoist silently stared at the long-standing round tree. He didn't say anything, but a strange light flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he was about to come forward without saying a word. But at this moment, the golden bottle suddenly shouted behind him, "Gaoist priest, wait a minute."

The Taoist of Cangsong turned around and looked at the golden bottle and said, "What's the matter?"

Jin Ping'er said, "Please let me see the scenery around you."

The Taoist priest was stunned and didn't say anything, but Jin Ping'er raised his eyes and looked up and slowly turned his body. Although this place is already high at the Dragon Head Peak, the place where the Dragon Head Peak is almost towering is still abruptly piercing the sky, much higher than here, and there is more than one place.

Jin Ping'er stood in the middle of the pit, and saw peaks on the east, north and west. From the bottom of the pit, the steep peak seemed to be a little inclined, like three fingers trying to close together, and his pit was in the center. At this moment, the night is low, the sky is like ink, and the golden bottle has been watching for a long time, and there is a feeling that the sky is about to fall and dizzy.

It's just that she is not a mortal after all. After withdrawing her eyes and calming down, she looked as usual, but her face was a little more relieved. Then she glanced at the pit. Suddenly, her body floated up as if she was held up by the breeze, but fell on the three-foot log, and then looked around.

The Taoist priest standing aside frowned slightly, but there was a faint appreciation in his eyes.

After a while, Jin Ping'er took a long breath and stroked his palm and said, "Good thought, good vision. This is the spiritual cave that one of the ancestors of your Qingyunmen likes. It is really unique. The aura of the mountain peaks is gathered here, and there are three peaks gathered together to not cause diarrhea; but what is Feng, but it happened to pierce the weakest part of the spirit acupoint, such as hitting a snake for seven inches, born with the withered breath of black wood, suppressing the aura all over the mountain. It's amazing, amazing!"

She applauded, but sincerely said. The Taoist Cangsong looked at her, and his face unconsciously eased. After a moment, he said lightly, "Observe the meteorology of the mountains. It is Qingyunzi, the ancestor of Qingyunmen, who excavated this cave. As for the prohibition of Xuanmu, there is no record of the predecessors. Some people say that it is the ancestor of ."

Jin Ping'er nodded and said, "Actually, I didn't have a good impression on Qingyunmen in the past, but when I saw it today, I felt that there were really many amazing figures among your ancestors. I was far short of it. It seems that under the reputation, there is no result."

The Taoist of Cangsong snorted and looked proud. He said, "How can Qingyunmen be comparable to other small schools for thousands of years? As for my ancestors of Qingyun, it is naturally more..."

In the middle of the words, his voice suddenly turned down, and in the end, the sentence became hoarse and inaudible. Jin Ping'er quietly jumped down from the thousand-year-old Xuanmu. Somehow, she suddenly felt a little sad in her heart, and she didn't want to see the face of the Song Taoist at this moment.

Is this person who is deeply proud of Qingyun the first murderer who betrayed Qingyun?

How can a person be described as a simple sentence of "right and evil"?

In the pit, he was silent for a moment. The body of the Cangsong Taoist looked straight from behind and still looked tall, but his expression seemed to be hidden in silence and shadow, which made people unable to see it.

After a long time, the voice of the Taoist priest was low and said slowly, "We have been delayed for a long time. Let's start."

Jin Ping'er nodded and said, "Tell me what to do."

The mountain wind was blowing, and the thick trees around him swayed with the wind, and the night was drooping. I only heard the movement in the deep pit, which lasted for a long time, and suddenly stood still for two times. After a moment, I only heard a muffled sound, but something was thrown out of the pit and fell heavily .

Under the faint starlight, it is the thousand-year-old black wood!

After a while, the clothes moved, and the golden bottle jumped up with the Cangsong Taoist. With the way of the two of them, it seemed to be a little tired. Obviously, it was not easy to change the pulse of the spiritual acupoint.

Jin Ping'er gasped a little, frowned at Cangsong Taoist and asked, "Since we are here to destroy this heavenly lock, only in the hope that if something happens in the future, Qingyunmen can no longer help the immortal sword array with the aura of the seven-vein mountain peaks, then it's enough to pull out the

The Cangsong Taoist shook his head and said, "This Qingyun Mountain is a blessed place in the world, and the aura is extremely strong, which is exactly the case. Only the ancestor of Qingyunzi valued this place in those years. Only pulling out the thousand-year-old Xuanmu is just to make the aura leak out, but as soon as you come here, the aura of the earth is extremely prosperous. Second, you can see that there are still three peaks gathered outside, and it is even more difficult for the aura to leak out. Only by changing the place where the air veins converge and leaving the point of aura gathering away from the trend of the three peaks like iron barrels, you can take advantage of the high mountain wind and slowly disperse. In the future, some people will sacrifice the sword array of the Jade Dynasty. Although the dragon's first peak is still strong, it is already scattered all over the mountains and can't be condensed. There is nothing he can do.

Jin Ping'er just woke up, nodded and said yes, and then asked, "Then the dragon's head peak sky lock has been destroyed, and what about the rest of the six veins?"

The Taoist of Cangsong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "At most, we can only destroy the remaining three veins of Luoxia Peak, Fenghui Peak and Chaoyang Peak. As for the three veins of Tongtian Peak, Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak, I'm afraid there is nothing we can do."

Jin Ping'er was curious and said, "Why is this?"

The Taoist of Cangsong said lightly: "Tong Tianfeng is the main vein of Qingyun. Not to mention the strict defense, the aura alone is not small. When the Jade Dynasty Sword Array was launched, it was always dominated by Tongtianfeng's aura, supplemented by the six-vein aura. The so-called Got it, so I can't move."

He paused for a moment and said, "I know where the three veins of Luoxia Peak, Fenghui Peak and Chaoyang Peak are. It's not too difficult to think about it, but I don't know the location of the two veins of Dazhufeng and Xiaozhufeng?"

Jin Ping'er said strangely, "Why is this?"

The Taoist of Cangsong silently for a moment and said, "Xiaozhufeng has always only accepted female disciples. The door is strict, and the first water moon is also grumpy. When the idle people do not put it into the mountain, let alone the Tianji lock is such a big thing. As for Dazhufeng, I have never been Zi, there are not many disciples under the door, but they are also hidden and not let people know at all.

Jin Ping'er was a little funny when he heard it, but then frowned and said, "Then we only broke the four-vein heavenly lock. Will it be less?"

The Taoist of Cangsong shook his head and said, "Otherwise, as far as I know, as more than half of the aura in the seven veins of Qingyun have an accident, the Tianji lock ban will be invalid, because the main peak Tongtianfeng's aura is really too strong, and even has the intention of killing. The It's good to say that if the four-vein aura is missing at the same time, I'm afraid that there is a problem whether the Jade Dynasty Sword Array can be sacrificed or not.

Jin Ping'er carefully looked up and down at the Cangsong Taoist priest, and suddenly smiled, "Taoist priest, you are really far-sighted. I'm afraid these things are not a day or two in your heart!"

The Cangsong Taoist's face darkened. Looking at Jin Ping'er, Jin Ping'er was still smiling and did not avoid his eyes at all. After a while, the Taoist priest was the first to look away. Without saying a word, he turned around and left the pit.

Jin Ping'er withdrew her eyes and fell under her feet. She saw that the thousand-year-old Xuanmu was lying calmly beside the path. She smiled, stretched out her foot and kicked Xuanmu into the weeds, and then walked in the direction where the Song Taoist left.

After her, the mysterious big earth pit still seems to be an ordinary big earth pit as usual.