The setting sun, like blood, slowly sinks from the mountains, dyeing the boundless Lin Mang with a magnificent golden color and decorating the mountains with magnificent autumn.

In the deep valley south of the mountain range, there is not even a ray of sunshine. Seven thick black smoke transpiration from the bottom of the valley, hovering over the valley, like seven rare Mo Lian blooms in the blue sky.

This is one of the legendary seven forbidden places in Wulin, Tianfeng Valley.

The blue of the mountains came to an abrupt end, and each rock showed a thick black color with a hint of golden light. From a distance, the day and night here seem to be chaotic, and a magnificent picture of the night sky spreads out in the depths of the castle peak, which is particularly strange against the bright colors around it.

Legend has it that this valley is located at the junction of heaven and earth and Yin and Yang, and Zhong Ling is very beautiful. It was originally a scenic spot for Miao people to collect medicinal materials and methods. However, more than ten years ago, this valley was suddenly occupied by countless golden silkworm methods.

The golden silkworm method is the number one poison in the "nerve method". If you can serve, you can rule one side. This is an extremely rare treasure in Wulin. Here, thousands of gold silkworm unique skills appear at the same time, filling every inch of land in Tianfeng Valley, which is really an unheard-of spectacle in Wulin.

However, no one dares to covet gold silkworm in the valley.

The seven heavy smog is a more toxic barrier than peach blossoms, and the death in the middle is enough to make the invaders boneless. Even if you are proficient in the method of poison, you can't stop the converging attack of any ten gold silkworm, let alone gold silkworm in the valley!

As a result, a disrespectful legend was secretly circulated among Miao wizards, and even if the Dharma God himself descended to earth, he could not set foot in the Tianfeng Valley.

Except the Mid-Autumn Festival every year.

On this day, the black barrier at the bottom of the valley will be slightly removed, and gold silkworm, which is full of valleys, will also open a road to the bottom of the valley from Taniguchi. This most mysterious forbidden area seems to have been pardoned by the gods and demons, leaving the net open and silently waiting for bold visitors.

However, at this time, people are farther away. Just because they know that the wind valley on this day is far more terrible than usual.

Besides thousands of gold silkworm, there are seven ancient animals living in the valley.

At that time, almost every girl had a dream to meet Jiuzi in a beautiful valley in the mountains and get his help in times of crisis. Since then, she has known and interpreted a legend.

There are even some girls who are obsessed with Jiu-Er, secretly forming organizations, ready to run away from home and follow in the footsteps of Jiu-Er in the Jianghu. They even launched a war of words to change the ranking of Lantai Spectrum and put Jiugongzi on the first throne.

However, after a long period of controversy, Jiugongge still ranks second.

Because the first one is Meng Tiancheng, the master of the Magic Knife Hall.

If Jiusheng often does chivalrous things and wanders around the rivers and lakes, Meng Tiancheng lives alone and is mysterious. Magic Knife Hall and Nangong family are feuds, and they have been fighting endlessly for a hundred years. Nangong Yun and Meng Tiancheng, both excellent, naturally became the best topic among girls.

Only three years ago, the Nangong family and the Magic Knife Hall fought to the death. The Nangong family suffered heavy losses, several elders were killed, while the Magic Knife Hall was destroyed by a door and disappeared from the scene. Legend has it that Meng Tiancheng also fell off a cliff in the decisive battle, which caused the girls to cry.

Since then, although the Lantai spectrum has not been rewritten, Nangong rhyme has become the uncrowned king.

The moonlight flashed in front of the ghost hole, and Blue only felt bitter in her heart.

Of course she has heard the name of Nangong Cloud. Not to mention whether his appearance is as beautiful as the legend, but if it belongs to Yun Jian alone, he has no chance of winning.

At this moment, Nangong Yun said with a smile, "Nangong Yun is by no means a bully. Since Blue Girl is here first, if she insists on going into the cave to see the mystery of her life, I will never stop her. "

The blue man zheng, it seems that I didn't expect the Nangong rhyme to be so generous. Let her advance into the cave. It should be noted that only one master will be selected for the seven Zen methods. If the blue clothes are recognized first, even if the Nangong rhyme is immortal, there is no other way.

But then, she read contempt from this generosity.

She stared at the figure in the soft chair and said coldly, "Are you so confident that I can't succeed?"

The nangongshan rhyme smiled, seems to be the default.

Wearing a blue coat to hold Gina's shoulder, she barely stood up straight, but the pain of the wound aroused her courage: "I have been tortured for ten years before I waited for this opportunity, and I will not give up anyway." Although Cooper is not a big school, he is never afraid of others. "

She raised her eyebrows slightly and bit her lip gently. That little grievance and strength, on the contrary, made her as vivid as wood and stone, especially touching in the moonlight.

Nangong Cloud sighed lightly: "Why do you insist? Why do you give up your life in vain?" The night wind gently blows up the curtain of the sedan chair, and he has stepped out of the soft sedan chair.

Thousands of gold silkworm practices suddenly gave off dazzling colorful light, as if they could not help but praise in chorus. Countless colorful lights instantly condensed into autumn clouds, gently surrounding him.

But no matter how bright and beautiful these lights are, they can't hide him.

Moire patterns were gently embroidered on his sapphire clothes. Let his whole person just like shrouded in the soft halo of beautiful jade, it looks so lofty in Tsinghua. Blue tried to see his face clearly, but she couldn't. For an instant, she had an illusion-she was not even sure whether the person in front of her was still in this world!

Only that faint smile made him so warm and touching, as if he came from heaven, and he returned to the world because of this smile.

However, Lan Yi felt that the enthusiasm in his heart was getting cold a little bit, and finally it was frozen into ice.

I feel ashamed that Yushan is on the side. This feeling really hit, and her heart was attacked to ashes little by little.

She silently compared each other's faces in her mind, not knowing what went wrong, only knowing that she was really defeated!

Why, why did seven years of painful beauty finally lose to his smile?

Does he really miss the Seven Zen Methods?

The consternation and disappointment on the blue face gradually turned into bitterness.

Gina was originally photographed by Nangong Yun's appearance, but she was dumbfounded, but she felt that her hands in a blue coat were cold. She couldn't help worrying: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Her eyes rested on the blue coat's face, but she was not frightened to disgrace. Her face hasn't changed, but her beautiful eyes have a dying color.

Her eyes look as old as a dying grandmother.

Gina only felt a terrible chill rising from her heart, as if she had a premonition: "Sister, don't ..."

At this moment, a trick appeared in Blue's eyes. Two ribbons suddenly shot out of her sleeve, lifted her whole body and flew to the cave of ghosts and gods.

"Don't!" Gina lost her voice in panic and was about to catch her, but she was bounced off by a strong resistance.

Gina got up quickly, only to see one last look in her blue coat.

She devoted herself to the cave of ghosts and gods, not to gain recognition of this unfinished life. But after all hopes were dashed, she only used destruction to express her last respect for herself.

She would rather die in front of the Seven Zen Methods at the most beautiful moment than die slowly in pain and ugly torture.

If I can't get you, please let me look at you again.

Then, indulge in the death you gave, and have no regrets.

Gina knelt on the cold bluestone stupefied, and the last figure of the blue coat seemed to catch a glimpse, but it was so moving.

Then, a huge animal howled into the sky.

The world shook and the surrounding rocks rolled down, so Gina could hardly stand.

There was a buzzing sound of wings, accompanied by a long, harsh smile in a blue coat, but in an instant, her laughter was drowned in the cracks of broken flesh and blood.

Everything fell silent again.

Gina was surprised and sad, and her eyes immediately turned red. The old beggar behind him shook his head gently and said, "What a pity."

The elegant smile of Nangong Yunyan floated on his face again. He handed over to the old beggar and said, "Old gentleman, it's my turn to get the magic weapon."

"You don't have to." A voice sounded in the dark, deep and beautiful, but with a cold feeling, even the night wind in the valley could not help but cringe.

Nangong Cloud can't help but change color slightly: "Who?"

"me." A black figure gradually became clear in the moonlight.

"Meng Tiancheng?" Nangong's gentle smile suddenly became stiff: "You are not dead yet?"

The man walked slowly to the mouth of the cave and said word for word, "280 lives have not been recovered from your Nangong family. How can I die?" The night wind sounds like a ghost whistling, and a large piece of ink cloud opens a pair of huge wings and holds them behind. With his footsteps, it slowly pressed down the ghost hole.

Nangong Yun shook his head: "No way, you won my prize and went back to Yun Jian. You will never live this long. "

Meng Tiancheng sneered: "I just didn't expect that this son of Nangong family, this young Xia admired by everyone in the Jianghu, could poison the sword!"

Nangong rhyme wanted to refute, but he was speechless at the moment. Seeing him coming step by step, I can't help thinking of his curved red magic knife and his latosolic red eyes in the moonlight. I can't help feeling cold. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He said, "Are you ... are you here to get the Seven Zen?"

Meng Tiancheng stopped three feet in front of him and smiled solemnly: "Who else deserves to see the mystery of this life more than me?"

He stood in front of Nangong Rhyme, dressed in black like wings flying in the mountain wind.

At this time, by the faint moonlight, Gina clearly saw his face.

This face is extremely handsome and surprised, but it has a strong evil spirit.

If the Nangong rhyme is as gentle and touching as jade, it is the fire of dark prison, burning with dazzling brilliance in hatred.

This brilliance is evil and rare, but it is so dazzling that it erodes and burns out the wind instruments carefully maintained by Nangong Rhyme.

Boundless murderous look, revealed from Meng Tiancheng, weighed heavily on the whole ghost hole. Nangong Yunyan was surprised that his martial arts had improved so much in just three years.

Meng Tiancheng sneer, a step forward. Nangong rhyme was almost flinched by his imposing manner. But he didn't. He just held on to Yun Jian.

He knows that if he takes even a small step back at this time, he will fail completely. My dream, my parents' expectation and the century-old glory of Nangong family will be completely lost in this retreat.

Therefore, he can only suppress the fear in his chest and try to stand up straight.

Although in Gina's view, he is still well proportioned and personable, but the old beggar on the side let out a long sigh.

Just then, a dazzling red light like lightning cut through the night sky.

Yun Jian, who belongs to Nangong Rhyme, has just been drawn, but her throat feels like it was blown by the wind, slightly chilly. Then, he saw Meng Tiancheng latosolic red eyes.

"You always have to pay your debts."

There was a loud bang and Dapeng's blood spilled out.

With a scream, Gina, Nangong Yun's eyes suddenly widened and she looked at her opponent in disbelief.

Then, slowly fall down.

Blood is like falling leaves, but Meng Tiancheng didn't dodge, but slowly rolled up his sleeves in the blood rain and enjoyed the temperature of the enemy's blood.

Wet and idle liquid moistened his long hair and clothes flying like wings. He looks like a prince who fell in revenge, and dedicated his handsome face, superb martial arts, kindness in his heart and warmth in his eyes to the devil.

For a long time, he put away his latosolic red machete and went straight to the ghost hole without looking at Gina, who was trembling with fear.

"Stop."

Meng Tiancheng frown, he thought, no one dared to stop him at this time.

Looking back, the old beggar was pointing at himself, with two black holes on his face. Meng Tiancheng couldn't help feeling disgusted and said coldly, "How come?"

The old beggar shook his head and said, "You can't go in."

Meng Tiancheng's voice became colder: "Why?"

The old beggar sighed for half a day and said, "Over the past ten years, more than a few hundred people have been to the cave of ghosts and gods." You are really the best among them. "His face turned cold and the topic changed:" But it's still not enough. "

Not enough?

Meng Tiancheng's face was as cold as frost, and Sen's cold killing water generally passed through the machete in his sleeve. The old beggar seemed completely unaware and waved, "Let's go, I will never recognize you."

Meng Tiancheng looked at him, murderous look gradually gathered, turned and walked to the mouth of the cave.

The old beggar sighed, "I stopped you kindly, not because you are closer to the requirements of this life than they are, but because they all have reasons to take tricks, and you are not." You are only entrusted by others. Why are you so persistent? "

Meng Tiancheng couldn't help but stop and look at the old beggar again: "How do you know?"

The old beggar said, "You don't have to ask me. I only tell you one thing. " His voice is not high, but with indisputable power: "My patron saint has been attached to them for many years. If you believe me, give up immediately. "

Meng Tiancheng closed his lips and made no answer.

The old beggar said, "I can't see, but I can feel your hesitation." You have unreported enemies, unreported favors, and unfinished feelings. You really shouldn't kill yourself. "

In the moonlight, Meng Tiancheng's figure seems to be trembling slightly. Obviously, the old beggar's words have touched the weakest thread in his heart.

Meng Tiancheng slowly raised his head and the moonlight shone on his face: "I just want to know what kind of master I want to find in my life?"

Half of his face has been stained with blood, but this not only does not damage his handsome appearance, but also shows a unique charm against his innate evil.

This charm is enough to make any girl move.

He is indeed qualified to ask such a question.

If even he can't get the recognition in this life, who else can?

The old beggar smiled and said, "A year ago, I was also puzzled by this question. Anyone who dares to come to the cave of ghosts and gods to learn Buddhist scriptures is a beauty in a million, but the magic trick is dismissive. After waiting for year after year, I can't help but get anxious and start walking around in the rivers and lakes, hoping to find a better candidate. I met him until a year ago. "

The old beggar's voice trembled slightly because of excitement: "I knew at a glance that he was the person the Seven Zen was looking for." So I secretly left a few letters, hoping that he would understand my pains and come to the cave of ghosts and gods ... but he still didn't come. "

Meng Tiancheng said, "Why?"

The old beggar's face can't hide his loss: "because he doesn't need the seven Zen methods anymore." It's ridiculous that people who want seven Zen methods don't want him. People who wait for seven Zen methods don't need seven Zen methods. "

Meng Tiancheng looked up at the bright moon with a contemptuous smile on his face, as if mocking himself and the matter itself.

The old beggar sighed, "I'm old, too. I'm afraid I can't wait for the next seven years." Is this natural wonder useless to the world after all and can only be buried in the deep mountains of osawa? "

Meng Tiancheng thought for a moment with his eyes closed and said, "Who is that man?"

The old beggar looked solemn and said, "The new head, Yang Yizhi."

Yang Yizhi, these three common words, seem to have inexplicable power, and the night wind generally floats across the valley of the wind.

Meng Tiancheng opened his eyes, but Huo Ran couldn't say a word.

His eyes are complicated.

Gina has seen this expression three times in one day. For the first time, Blue heard the name of Nangong Cloud, and for the second time, Nangong Cloud saw Meng Tiancheng.

The third time is now.

Yang Yizhi?

Gina can't help but have a strong curiosity about this name. What kind of person can make the seven Zen methods so valued and let Meng Tiancheng avoid the edge?

Maybe he is what he is looking for, the owner of those eyes?

Thought of here, Gina's heart is full of blood, and she can't wait to become a bird and come to him at once.

The old beggar looked at Meng Tiancheng, as if reiterating a fact: "The Seven Zen Methods were originally given to him."

Meng Tiancheng pondered for a long time. Behind him, the light of thousands of golden silkworm practices flickered, just like the battle between man and nature in his heart.

He finally nodded: "these three words are enough for me to explain to your majesty." Suddenly turned and walked out of the valley.

Gina flinched and hid, watching his skirt fly past her eyes. She tried to stop him and ask about Yang Yizhi's whereabouts, but she couldn't say a word. The great change of this day has made her dumbfounded.