C40 Qiuxiu Qingchuan

The sky was still snowy, and the first rays of the morning sun illuminated the slumbering Green Hill. The clear morning mist was fragrant, and it was a brand-new day. Yes, another day, only nine days left. Time flowed between his fingers like a stream. Quietly, silently, quickly, but at the same time, it was seeping through his skin.

Hundred miles of bamboo forest, the most beautiful and tranquil scenery of the QIng Qiu Mountains, the people of QIng Qiu Mountain who grew up there left behind beautiful memories. It was the first time that he had wandered the bamboo forest with Gu Xueluo. It was also the first time that he had discussed the Six Realms with Zhu Jiuyin and talked about their heroic looks. It was also the first time that he had forged a relationship with Zhu Jiuyin. Of course, the darkest and saddest moment of his life had also happened here. That snowy and peaceful afternoon, that strange and dark mass of fiendish black fog, that short moment where the devil in his heart had suddenly appeared, and those ghosts that had died tragically under his sharp sword, had all become memories that he would never be able to erase in his life.

But now, it was imperative to find clues.

The scene of the tragedy was a mess. Other than Yang Mingfei and Dao Sha's corpses being brought back, the bodies of Taixuan's disciples, devil disciples, demons, and immortals were lying all over the ground. There were bloodstains on the ground, and thick bamboo shoots could be seen everywhere. Some of the bamboos even had clear sword gleams left on their bodies, and the bamboo leaves that had been chopped down by the swords fell to the ground. The sharp sword gleams did not even miss the bamboo leaves that fell.

Ning Xuemo, Gu Xueluo, and Zhu Jiuyin carefully examined the scene. Every one of the corpses were fatal. Some pierced through the chest, some pierced the throat, some hit the middle of the eyebrows. They did not leave any chance for retaliation. There were countless broken swords on the ground, and the sharp edges of the sword were obvious. Only the Hidden Azure Sword could slash out such a sharp sword light.

"This is not Junior Brother Concealed Spirit's method." Ning Anshi sized up the scene, shaking his head repeatedly with a look of surprise on his face. "One strike for one to kill, his moves are brutal, Taixuan's sword art has never been so sinister and ruthless."

Zhu Jiuyin turned his head, listening to the analysis of the period of peace. He rubbed his nose with the fan in his hand, seemed to be deep in thought, and then said, "That's right, Taixuan's sword arts have always focused on opening and closing, the atmosphere. Furthermore, although the Hidden Spirit Azure Concealment Sword is advanced, it has not reached the point of perfection. "So, I suspect that the murderer is someone else."

Gu Xueluo did not care about the analysis of the Nine Yin Whip, but was surprised at his familiarity with the Hidden Spirit Sword Technique. She said in surprise: "Young Master You's analysis is correct, I didn't think that you would have such a thorough understanding of the Hidden Spirit Sword Technique's realm and moves, it makes us who have always been by your side feel ashamed."

He was still able to maintain his calm as he apologized, "Haha, as a human being, I believe that in terms of martial arts attainments and body tempering, I am slightly stronger than an ordinary person. Anyone who uses a few moves or slashes in front of me will be able to guess that their martial arts cultivation is about seventy to eighty percent, and their skills are insignificant."

Gu Xueluo laughed heartily. "Young master is being modest. How could such a gifted martial art be an insignificant skill? We are greatly encouraged to have someone as meticulous as you here today."

At this time, the fifth Hidden Spirit was squatting on the ground, frowning as it stared at the bottom of a green bamboo. A clear black mark was left on the body of the bamboo. The mark was long and sharp, like a dark ray of light in the daytime. It was clearly visible. However, such a dark seal was actually hidden at the bottom of a bamboo. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes and his body entering the bamboo, no matter how much effort he put in, it would still be useless.

Everyone gathered around and looked at the black mark, their eyes staring at it. Ning Xuemo remembered the strange black fog baleful qi mentioned by the hidden spirit, and asked, "Why are there suddenly black seals on this green bamboo, Junior Brother, do you think the black fog baleful qi is similar to the black seal?"

He murmured, "This is exactly what I want to suspect. This strange black seal is no different from the black fog. I imagine that during the fierce battle surrounded by the black fog, the hundred sword beams that I shot out would strike the black fog and seal it here."

Gu Xueluo's eyes were completely bright and her face was full of surprise. She joyfully said, "This is truly a gift from the heavens. We've finally found it. This green bamboo is the evidence, we must carefully guard it."

Ning An's face turned cold as he stammered, "It's still too early to say if it's evidence. We don't know what this Dark Seal is yet, so why don't we report it to Master?" As soon as he finished speaking, a green light was released from the sword. With a crackling sound, the Heaven Shocking Emerald Bamboo was cut off from the bottom of the green light and the bamboo was carefully put into the cloth bag he was carrying.

Having discovered the small clue of the bamboo festival, Gu Xueluo's confidence was boosted greatly. She said, "Let's go. If we go further in, we might discover something new."

The capital of the Spiritual World — Ling Chuan, it was peaceful and tranquil. Within the Spirit Palace, as the lord of a realm, Mu Lengqing actually felt uneasy. The tragic case of the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest in the mortal world kept appearing in her mind, causing numerous loyal souls to die tragically. The murderer was actually the fifth Hidden Spirit.

"Ever since returning from Taixuan yesterday, Master's mind has been in turmoil. Are you still worrying about the tragedy at the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest?" He didn't know when, but the Moon Spirit Child, Wang Qingchuan, was already standing behind him. He said with a glowing face, "We have been working together with the Supreme Mystery. Now that the Supreme Mystery has met with such a calamity, should we lend a helping hand?"

Mu Xianqing turned around and said calmly, "I've been thinking about the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest case. I don't think it's as simple as hiding one's spirit and it might be a conspiracy."

Wang Qingchuan understood after hearing Mu Sangqing's tone. He said, "Yes, I don't believe that the fifth Hidden Spirit is the culprit. Although this man is usually aloof and arrogant, but his heart is simple and honest.

Mu Lengqing's eyes narrowed. "That's why there's such a conspiracy. The mastermind is able to manipulate the fifth hidden spirit to reach the heavens. His goal shouldn't be as simple as just creating a tragedy."

Wang Qingchuan said, "Then what should we do now?" After asking this question, she was also prepared to go to the Qing Qiu Mountains.

Mu Sangqing said in a serious tone, "It's hard to do even with the Xuan Qi, we can't just stand by and watch. Moreover, if we don't stop this conspiracy, it will eventually affect the Spirit World." Qing Chuan, you are meticulous and meticulous. Immediately bring some people to the Qing Qiu mountain and help Elder Yin out. "

With one hand on his chest, Wang Qingchuan kneeled on the ground and said, "Qingchuan, take my orders!" Even in the most urgent of moments, she would not neglect the authority and edict that was unique to the Spiritual World.

Mu Lengqing instructed again, "Remember, we are going to help. We need to pay attention to everything and not get involved in any conflicts of interest."

Wang Qingchuan led his men and galloped away. Everyone was dressed in fresh clothes, and their horses looked like dragons. This was a white horse that was a specialty of the Spirit World. Because it only ate Spirit Rivers and Spirit Grasses, its fierce and robust body was light and agile. It could travel thousands of miles a day without stopping.

A few hours later, Wang Qingchuan was on his way to Taixuan. Everyone rode on their horses, and dust and dirt flew on the road. At a long fork in the road, the white horses galloped, and they couldn't avoid it in time, knocking Black Donkey and his donkey out of the road.

Suddenly, something happened. The donkey rider screamed "Ai, ai" and almost fell off the donkey.

Wang Qingchuan quickly stopped his horse and looked back. He saw a man and a woman swaying from side to side on the donkey, and they almost fell down. He could not help but want to laugh.

The man in the yellow shirt shouted, "Hey, how can you ride like this? Even if you're in a hurry, you can't run around on the dock. It's so dangerous. Luckily, I reacted fast. Otherwise, can you afford to hit this donkey?"

Wang Qingchuan thought to himself, this person is very talkative, we can't mess around here. He said, "I'm sorry, we are indeed in a hurry to get to Taixuan, please forgive us if we offend you." Saying that, he spurred his horse forward.

Upon hearing about Taixuan, the yellow robed man's eyes lit up, and he said quietly: "Luckily you met me today, you know, you took the wrong path! "Well, we should follow the road to Taixuan." With that, he pointed to the other side of the road.

The woman also blurted out, "That's right, this forked path leads to Father Shang's Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest."

Wang Qingchuan was suspicious. He was so focused on Shi Yan that he didn't know if he should believe it or not.

The yellow robed man also looked at everyone for a moment before looking at Qing Chuan with his bright eyes and white teeth. He laughed in surprise, "Oh, looking at your attire, if I'm not mistaken, you should be people from the Spiritual Realm. You should be the legendary Spiritual Realm's spiritual son Wang Qing Chuan!"

Wang Qingchuan was shocked and he shouted, "Who are you? How do you know our identities?"

"I guessed it!" The yellow-robed man's face was filled with disdain. He lazily stretched his waist and said, "If we rush over now, I'm afraid none of you will see us again!"

Wang Qingchuan said angrily, "Who the hell are you?!" As he finished speaking, he drew his sword, and the rest of the participants also drew their swords as they glared at him.

The yellow robed man pretended to be afraid and said, "Ah, good, good. If you have something to say, don't pull out the sword at any time. Be careful or your sword will break!" As he said this, he pointed to one of the sword pullers. Just as he finished his sentence, the sword in his hand shattered into two pieces.

Everyone was shocked and wanted to get down from their horses. The yellow-robed man begged for mercy and said loudly, "You must be joking. I am the travelling adventurer, Shen Yaoyang. This is Yu Yin, my friend."

Wang Qingchuan said, "Oh, could it be that you're the one who took the initiative to kill the beasts in the Great Sea, Young Hero Shen Jingyang? I apologize for my rudeness."

Shen Jingyang smiled and said, "Seems like I've guessed correctly. Lady Qing Chuan, the news of the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest tragedy has already spread. I presume that you've also come today for this matter." However, Elder Yin and a few other Spiritual Masters have already left the capital and have gone to various places to look for clues. "If we are to trust the Shooting Sun, it would be better if we all go to the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest together. They are all there."

Wang Qingchuan was a little suspicious and asked, "How do you know about the movements in Taixuan's capital?"

Shen Jingyang smiled coyly and said, "I guessed it!"

Wang Qingchuan thought, after meeting Yin Bao Scrolls in Taixuan, he would also have to leave the capital. He thought, "After meeting Yin Bao Scrolls in Taixuan, he would also have to leave the capital.

Shen Jingyang's face relaxed. His eyes shifted and he said, "Ai, wait a moment. My black donkey was scared by your big horses just now. It can't run anymore. How about …"

Upon hearing him mention the donkey, Wang Qingchuan could not help but laugh. "It's alright, I'll lend you two white horses for now!"

The group of people headed straight for the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest.

The fifth Hidden Spirit, Gu Xueluo, Zhu Jiuyin, and Ning An had already led the group to the depths of the bamboo forest. As he walked deeper in, the baleful aura grew denser, as if it wanted to devour him.

At this time, facing the dark and tranquil dense forest, the hidden spirits would occasionally raise their heads and look up at the sky. Gu Xueluo said, "There's no need to look. The bamboo leaves are dense here, so it's hard for sunlight to penetrate in."

With a solemn expression, the Hidden Spirit said softly, "I'm not looking at the sunlight. I keep feeling that the figure above the forest is flashing!"

Upon hearing his words, Gu Xueluo, Zhu Jiuyin, and Ning Anshi all simultaneously looked up into the sky, and then said in unison, "We didn't see anything."

"Suddenly, a strong, chilly wind blew from the indistinct depths of the dense forest." "Not good!" He remembered that before the black mist of infernal energy attacked, there was also a cold wind blowing by. The hidden spirit only felt a burst of "sou sou" above his head, as it suddenly raised its head to look at the bamboo shadows that covered the sky. He couldn't help but extend his hand to hold Gu Xueluo tightly as he surveyed his surroundings, waiting for the danger that was about to appear.

Zhu Jiuyin and Ning An stage cultivators were also shocked. A trace of a faint, strange expression flashed across Zhu Jiuyin's pale face.

All of a sudden, behind the fifth spirit, the sound of a ghost's howl rang out and entered his ears. The spirit turned pale with fright as it immediately turned around. Not far behind him, in the dark forest, a blurry shadow flashed and rushed at high speed.

The hidden spirit's body shook, and in a flash, the illusion appeared in front of him. A black streak of light came piercing forward with the sound of space being torn apart. Gu Xueluo was pushed to the side when the spirit activated its power.

The shadow spirit turned to the side and a black light leaked out. When he looked closely at the shadow, he saw that it looked like a black ghost or ghost. It was impossible to see its face clearly from its ghostly eyes.

At this time, the pale faced Zhu Jiuyin bent down and coughed incessantly, as if this ghost spirit had brought about a great fear.

The undead that had previously pounced on nothing suddenly turned around. The fifth hidden spirit could vaguely see the pain on that somewhat unfamiliar face. However, that pain only lasted for an instant before it turned cold and cruel.

The mournful wail of a ghost pierced through the air as the undead pounced over once again. The fifth Hidden Spirit Sword came in contact with the undead's sword radiance before slashing out with its palm, using its deathblow to capture the undead shadow.

Ning Xiaoluo and Gu Xueluo recovered from their shock and wanted to step forward to help, but they were pressured by a strong killing intent, as if they had no strength to fight back.

Zhu Jiuyin continued to cough, staring straight at the ghost and undead, his eyes shooting out vicious rays of light.

Ahh!" It seemed as if the ghost that had been fighting the specters was suddenly being controlled by someone. "Ahh!" A scream.

The sound was strange and loud, as if something had been torn apart.

The dense forest was even darker, and the faint sunlight was gradually disappearing too.

Without waiting for the hidden spirit to make another move, the undead flew into the air in shock. Panic swept past him, and in a flash, he disappeared. His speed was so fast that it was shocking.

In the eerie and desolate jungle, there was a faint, long howl. Even the water lake outside the jungle seemed to be gradually surging.