Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 711 On the Panlong Mountain
After watching Li Jian go away, Lin Ji still stood there motionless.

I don't know how long it took, until the scouts from the barbarian army came to investigate carefully not far away, and finally woke him up.

His eyes swept over, and the scout's eyes turned black and he fell unconscious on the ground.

Although Lin Ji didn't take his life, half an hour of coma in this frigid land was enough to kill him.

Lin Ji withdrew his gaze, looked down at the insignificant sword mark on his chest, and recalled Li Jian's frivolous but frenzied strike just now in his mind.

"After sacrificing God, is sacrificing one's life?"

He thought back to Li Jianfang's appearance of completely abandoning his physical body and attacking with his soul.

"But my sword shadow clearly enveloped his entire body, why did he remain unscathed in the end?"

Lin Ji thought about it, but couldn't figure it out.

He could sense that this occasional feeling was a gift from Li Jian. Li Jian taught him the swordsmanship of breaking the Kaishe sword just now, but it was not teaching by example, but just as an example.

After pondering for a long time, Lin Ji shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, I can't figure it out, and I don't know what he thinks."

Another place on the border of Yunzhou.

Li Jian's footsteps stopped slowly, and he caught up with Gu Sheng who had fled dozens of miles away.

At this moment, Gu Sheng was confronting one person, he seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, even though he saw Li Jian approaching, he still did not dare to relax.

Opposite him, Shen Long hugged his Dao weapon and sized up Gu Sheng with a smile.

Seeing Li Jian appearing, the smile on his face restrained a little.

"Why does fellow Daoist Li have the leisure to embarrass my fellow Supervisor Tiansi? Could it be that he has made up his mind to advance the situation?"

"No, I'm just happy to see Lie Xin." Li Jian replied in a low voice, "Lin Ji has my sword technique of Sanshengdong, I want to see how far he has practiced."

"After that sword strike, how does Fellow Daoist Shen feel?"

"generally."

Shen Long was not surprised.

"It's not easy to hear the word "general" from your mouth. You said Fang Yunshan just used 'not bad'." Shen Long shook his head and laughed.

Li Jian didn't smile, but looked at the big knife in Shen Long's hand.

"Is this the way of beheading?"

"Yes."

"Didn't this saber be lost in the Northland back then?" Li Jian was a little puzzled, "If I remember correctly, it should be the Dao weapon of Qin Zheng, the elder of the Qin family in Tianjing. Later, he went to the Northland alone and was seriously injured. The Taoist artifacts are left behind, and they return with their last breath."

"I don't know about that. I got the news that the knife was in the hands of the barbarian Baru who had entered the Dao Realm, so I went to the extreme north. I just waited for that fellow Baru to be alone, so I killed him and snatched the knife. come back."

Speaking of this, Shen Long said with a low smile: "This idiot doesn't know what to think. When Balu's death is imminent, he is still talking about someone who provoked the God of Wrath, and that person wants to come to the extreme north. He will die. I can't keep it anymore, and I still miss his family's totem god."

"Totem Dao is like this. When we enter Dao, it is the continuation of the Dao of Heaven, but they are only the continuation of the Totem God." Li Jian said, and couldn't help reminding, "Zhan Dao is a heavy weapon. If the Qin family knows this knife If it falls into the hands of fellow Taoists, I’m afraid I won’t let it go.”

"Hey." Shen Long grinned, but did not respond.

Li Jian didn't care about these, he just talked about it casually.

"The old man still wants to take charge of the barbarian army, so let's take a step forward." After Li Jian nodded slightly, he turned and left.

Gu Sheng, on the other hand, glanced at Shen Long apprehensively, and then hurriedly followed, fearing that Li Jian would leave him behind if he walked too fast.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Shen Long's eyes showed a bit of sarcasm.

"Even the saints back then couldn't resist the temptation of the Palace of Longevity? Is it so good to live for a long time?"

After the voice fell, he stepped out, and the figure disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already landed in front of a young boy Bai.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Lin! It's been a long time!"

"Master Shen, it's a coincidence that you came here."

The capital city, on Panlong Mountain.

Among the bleak village houses, an old man was wearing a heavy padded jacket, with his hands folded in the sleeves, curled up as if he had been severely frozen.

But he sat outside the house, facing the cold wind.

The mountain wind howled past, the old man seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly turned his head.

At the top of the mountain, under the archway at the entrance of the village, another old man appeared.

"Brother Mian, long time no see."

Emperor Mian looked at the person with slightly dirty eyes, nodded slightly, but couldn't get up.

"It turned out that you were asked to come. Qin Zheng, did you give up after all?"

As soon as these words came out, the original smile on Qin Zheng's face suddenly froze.

Qin Mian could naturally see the embarrassment of the other party, but he didn't hold back at all, and sneered, "Why, you haven't been able to find a way out for more than two hundred years after entering the peak of Taoism. You, an old man of the Qin family, were sent out to run errands after all?"

Hearing Qin Mian's not-so-friendly tone, Qin Zheng sighed slightly, and walked two steps closer.

"Brother Mian, there is no need to sneer, I have already accepted my fate, just like Brother Mian."

"As early as when I became the emperor of Great Qin, the old man recognized it." Qin Mian responded.

After the words fell, he got up and walked towards the depths of the mountain top.

Qin Zheng didn't speak anymore, and followed suit step by step.

Soon, the two arrived outside the ancestral tomb of the Qin family.

Qin Mian waved his hand slightly, and the stone gate of the ancestral mausoleum slowly opened, revealing the gloomy and solemn scene inside.

The tablets of the ancestors of the royal family for thousands of years are arranged from high to low.

Qin Mian looked at the many tablets that he had guarded for an unknown amount of time, with a bit of sarcasm on his face.

Looking aside, in the side room of the ancestral tomb, there are many tablets of royal relatives, such as queens and concubines.

Qin Mian watched for a long time.

It wasn't until Qin Zheng behind him coughed impatiently that he finally came back to his senses.

"What's the hurry?"

Qin Mian responded and walked towards the depths of the ancestral mausoleum.

After going around for a while, he brought Qin Zheng to the deepest place, in a hall with light above it.

The hall was empty, except for a ray of light that fell from top to bottom and fell in the center.

It was a stone platform, about Zhang long and wide, with flying dragons flying up into the sky engraved on the side, and the dragon heads all leaped to the center of the stone platform, in different shapes.

And the moment he saw the stone platform, Qin Zheng's face became extremely ugly.

"Seven dragons."

There are only seven stones left around the stone platform, and when viewed from the side, it is obvious that there are two more vacancies for dragons.

"I lost two." Qin Mian's face remained unchanged, "If it wasn't for this, how could the Tianjing family have let you come here in person? Qin Yuan must have noticed something was wrong."

Qin Yuan is the current head of the Qin family.

Hearing this, Qin Zheng took a deep breath to suppress his dissatisfaction with Qin Mian.

"Brother Mian, which two are you missing?"

"Yangzhou, Xiangzhou."

"The rebellion of the Hai Clan is really hard to stop." Qin Zheng sighed lightly, "Why did Xiangzhou lose? The Taiyi sect is reversed?"

"The Xiangzhou aristocratic family's sect has been turned upside down by a small Hehuan sect, and the words that the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest are really not just talking."

While speaking, there was a sudden crisp sound.

Qin Mian and Qin Zheng suddenly turned their heads and looked at the Jiulong Terrace.

Then, they saw a stone dragon suddenly shattered, and the scum fell to the ground.

"This?!" Qin Zheng turned to look at Qin Mian.

Qin Mian sighed softly.

"Qingzhou."

(End of this chapter)