Chapter 25： Jinghu Shuiyue

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Yu Mo stood with his hand in his hand, and after a while, he slowly said, "Since I have all walked here, I just walked to the end, how can I give up halfway?"

Yan Dan looked at him in surprise, and said, "Yu Mo?"

Yu Mo raised his hand and gently pushed on her shoulder: "Let's go." Yan Dan had a clear heart, and smiled at him slightly, with a faint pear vortex on his right cheek.

Tao Zixi rowed the boat to the center of the lake, suddenly pushed the oar, and jumped into the water with a plop. The calm water was rippled. Yu Mo supported the ship's side and said lightly: "I'll go down first." After saying this, he stepped into the water.

At the moment it was almost dusk, and the reddish sunset had soaked the clouds in the sky red, and even the turquoise lake was bursting red. Yan Dan lay down on the side of the boat and looked into the water, then looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but said, "If it's the night with stars and moon, isn't it Jinghu Shuiyue?"

Tang Zhou looked at her fine white porcelain cheeks. When she smiled, the corners of her eyes would bend slightly, clear and innocent, and could not help but softly said: "Why do you need to follow?"

Yan Dan shook his fingers and smiled and said, "Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t do it for you. The first is to send you to see the girl in your dream as soon as possible. The second is that the life is really boring and I find something by chance. It's fine to do things." She turned her head and looked at the sunset in the sky, then looked at the water, and muttered, "Strange, why is Yu Mo going so long?"

She slowly reached out into the water, swiped it twice, and suddenly water drops splashed in front of her eyes. Yu Mo stuck his head out of the water, stretched his arms over the ship's side, and let out a long breath: "Come down, I'll lead the way."

Yan Dan jumped off the boat and beckoned to Tang Zhou: "Come on." She stretched out her hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist and whispered: "You just need to hold your breath and follow me." She watched Yu Mo sneak in first. In the water, he slowly sank his body. Looking up from the bottom of the water, the water of the lake is crystal clear light blue, the bottom of the water is white sandstone, the water weeds and vines, and from time to time there are slender and soft fish passing by with their tails.

Yu Mo walked forward to cross the water. There were three sticks of incense for a long time, and suddenly he broke through the water. Yan Dan followed, and saw a gorgeous palace not far away. The marble steps stretched into the water. After walking up a few steps, only a few wisps of clouds drifted slowly and linger around him.

All this seems to be true and illusion, as if walking above the misty clouds.

Outside the palace, there is a stone stele on which are four ancient seals: Jinghu Shuiyue.

Yan Dan turned his head and looked at the lake behind him, and saw that the bright crescent moon on the horizon was reflected in the lake, and the silver-white moon shadow slowly swayed with the waves.

Tang Zhou whispered: "This is the Palace of Gods..."

"The first two times I entered the Shenxiao Palace, there were people who led me, but this time I didn't." Yu Mo turned his head, frowning slightly, "Since the Shenxiao Palace Lord wants to use your power to unlock the seal of the artifact, he must be too. Set up organs inside..." Before he could say anything, he saw a figure of sackcloth and wooden clogs suddenly appeared at the gate of the palace. A wisp of clouds floated, just to gather the figure in the vast sea of ​​clouds, and vaguely saw the man carrying his clothes, his body light and elegant.

Yan Dan couldn't help but said, "That's...Wu Shun?! Didn't he fall into the underground cave? How could he be here?" She chased for two steps, but realized that the distance between them had not narrowed, but had increased. Come bigger. The medicinal picker Wu Shun seemed to be led by something, walking fast.

Tang Zhou looked at her and asked: "Will you admit it wrong?"

Yan Dan also had some doubts in his heart, and could only say: "Maybe it is wrong."

"Yan Dan has always been meticulous. When he didn't get it wrong, that person was probably Wu Shun." Yu Mo said lightly. Yan Dan was simply flattered: "Actually, I am not as careful as you said, which is really praiseworthy."

The Shenxiao Palace was already in front of him, and everything in front of him was pitch black and silent.

The three of them walked away slowly in the darkness, only to hear a light noise when they landed. After walking in this way, Yan Dan finally couldn't help but said: "Why is it still dark here, not even a candle is lit." She just complained casually, but as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a chick. A candle was lit up immediately around.

Yu Mo's expression was a bit complicated, and he said categorically, "Quickly, lest Ye Changmeng..." Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the sneer on both sides, the flames surging from both sides, instantly burning the ground. There was a slight redness. Tang Zhou couldn't help saying: "The ground here is actually made of iron!"

Yan Dan is already quite sure that she must have committed something evil these few days. At first, I didn't feel anything after running a few steps. After a while, I felt like a fire burned under my feet. On both sides of the aisle were raging fires, and the flames swept toward them. Yan Dan only smelled a burnt odor, and couldn't care where it came from, so he could only keep running forward. The only thing she was fortunate was that she was a demon, more or less better than mortals in this hell.

In a blink of an eye the walkway was at the end, but there was a large pile of plum blossoms in front of him. The stakes are as high as two people, and there are dense iron thorns underneath them. They are shiny and sharp. If someone accidentally falls off the plum blossom pile, but Wan pierces the heart, he is very capable, and he can stand firm when he touches the ground, and he will definitely pierce his feet.

Yan Dan hesitated for a while, wondering if he should find another way out. Yu Mo had already jumped onto the plum blossom pile without hesitation. Seeing that she was still in a daze, he couldn't help but said in a spirited manner: "What are you still thinking about? Come up!"

Yan Dan had to use her demon energy to guard against the wind, stepping on the stake, and looking down, she was still a little bit afraid. Palace Master Shenxiao could come up with this kind of cultivation method, which shows that he must have something wrong.

I saw Tang Zhou facing this plum blossom pile without even changing his face, and passed on flatly. Yan Danqi said: "Tang Zhou, you seem to be very good at this..."

Tang Zhou turned his head and glanced at her, and replied indifferently: "Many people who practice martial arts have practiced plum blossom piles, and my master also prefers this."

Yan Dan suddenly realized that when he heard a bang behind him, a huge heat wave hit from behind, and all he could smell was a strong smell of sulfur. She was taken aback, and hurried forward, and the heat wave behind her followed. She didn't need to look back to know what happened: The Palace Master of the Gods actually placed gunpowder at the door, and when they came in, he lit the fuse.

The blasting sound was deafening, and little flames kept rushing in front of her. She could even smell her own hair scorching, but the plum blossom pile in front of her was slow to end.

Yan Dan listened to the sound of the wind behind him, and decisively avoided a few flames, then immediately stepped on the pile, waited to stand firmly, and jumped forward to another pile. With such a keen skill, she hadn't even thought about it in most of her life before, no matter which action she was absolutely clean and neat.

She is getting better, and she understands a little bit why mortals like martial arts training like this kind of weird things. Suddenly, she saw a figure flashing in front of her, and she didn't even arrive for a blink of an eye. The plum blossom pile she had spotted was a tall tower. The figure of Qi Chang and Wanduan of Tsinghua University is impressively the Lord of the Gods!

Yan Dan was in the air and saw his face clearly: She might have seen many people and demons with good-looking skins, but it was the first time she had seen such a person. If the palace lord of the gods is ugly, but his facial features are extremely handsome, but if he is good-looking, then there will be no ugly people in this world.

She watched as the face was getting closer and closer to herself, even the tip of her nose was almost touching, and finally spit out a long suffocated breath: "Ah, you go away, ah ah -"

When she was talking, the evil spirit on her body suddenly vented, and she sank and fell down immediately. At last she reacted extremely quickly, reaching up and grabbing it, just pressing it against the stake. She swayed twice in mid-air, occasionally lowered her head and immediately saw the iron thorns bright underneath, and her heart trembled.

Just listening to Tang Zhou's voice is still far away, but before he finishes his sentence, he is already close at hand: "If you dare to step on, I will make you unable to unlock the seal of the artifact in this lifetime!"

Yan Dan was extremely moved. Although Tang Zhou treated her usually not as good, he was still reliable at this critical juncture. She stretched out her other hand to pick up the stakes with difficulty, and saw that the dark green soft satin boots were about to be lifted, as if they were ready to step on them at any time. Yan Dan struggled with herself. If he really stepped on this foot, should she not let it go, or let it go immediately? After all, if Palace Master Shenxiao stepped on this foot, if she couldn't hold back and let it go, it would be better to jump down on her own at the beginning, so as not to lose face.

After a while, nothing happened. Yan Dan only felt that his arms were beginning to feel sore. He raised his head and looked around, and saw that Palace Master Shenxiao was still standing, Yu Mo and Tang Zhou seemed to be confronting him. Yan Dan sighed. If they kept standing like this, she didn't know if she could survive until she was pulled up.

People really still have to rely on themselves, and most of them are unreliable on others, even for demons. Yan Dan said in a good voice, "Palace Master Shenxiao, can't I ask you a word? Are you going to step on this foot or take it back? Let me know first, you don't have to stand here, right? "

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Mo glanced at her with fierce eyes.

Just listen to the palace lord of the gods saying slowly: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Yan Dan hesitated for a long time, but still didn't have the courage to provoke him, so he had to resign himself to hang there. The reason why she dared to provoke Zi Lin or Yu Mo was because she knew that they would give herself a little bitterness at best and would never kill her. As for Palace Master Shenxiao, she didn't have the courage. What's more, angering the opponent may only show that you are different from others, but the end will be many times more miserable than others.

She clung to the stake, gritted her teeth and insisted on not letting go. She has arrogance in her bones, and she can't allow others to underestimate her.

Hearing only a slight noise, like the sound of clothing rubbing, her arm was suddenly caught. Yan Dan raised his head and saw Tang Zhouzheng pulling her arm, and couldn't help asking: "Palace Master Shenxiao is gone?"

Tang Zhou nodded and smiled slightly: "You were lucky, he just left like this."

Yan Dan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: "Just leave..."

Whether it was Yu Mo or Tang Zhou, she at least knew how much the other party was stronger than herself, but when faced with the Palace Master Shenxiao, she had nothing at all, so she was not afraid.

At the end of the plum blossom pile, there is a palace paved with cold marble, quiet, silent and unpopular. The faint lights flickered, reflected on the marble slab, like ghost fire.

In front of him was a carved bronze gate, and the door knocker was a lion with its open mouth showing its fangs, vividly like a living creature. And what will be waiting for them after this door?

Tang Zhou looked at his companion and stepped forward and pushed open the bronze gate. Just heard a heavy creak, the door opened, and the room in front of you was very elegant and simple. It was almost exactly the same as the one they saw in the tomb of the empress in Qingshi Town. The only difference was that there was a stone monument in the center. Engraved with distorted text patterns.

In front of the stone stele, stood a man in linen clothes, with a little muddy water on his clothes, looking thin and wretched. He heard someone approaching behind him, but just stared at the stele blankly, motionless. Yan Dan recognized that it was Wu Shun, the herb picker, and took two steps forward, wondering: "Why are you here?"

But Wu Shun turned a deaf ear, still standing motionless.

Tang Zhou also felt weird. He wanted to step forward to check, but he just walked a few steps closer. Suddenly he felt that the sky was spinning, and there was chaos in front of him, like the vast chaos before the opening of the world. Powerless. He didn't know where he was, so he could only let the mysterious force lead him.

This force is completely irresistible.

He faintly heard Yan Dan's voice, as if he was not far away. He didn't panic, as if vaguely knew this would happen.

Looking back for the last time, he clearly saw the medicinal-gatherer Wu Shun with an indescribable smile on his face, but his figure suddenly rose up quite a bit, and a human skin mask slowly fell on his feet. That ugly but Tsinghua face was revealed impressively.

The palace lord of the gods watched the water patterns on the stone tablets gradually eased, and whispered to himself: "It's best for them to reach the end of the demon phase smoothly..." The robe, without any modification, even the belt is white. At that time, only human sacrifices would dress like this.

He lightly touched the weird inscription pattern on the stone tablet, and spoke very slowly every word: "Chu Mo, the devil starts from the heart..." He suddenly stiffened, and immediately felt that he was being held by a cold sword behind him. . He didn't even turn his head, and said lightly: "Is it you?"

"Lord, have you never thought that one day will fall to the point where someone will be pointed at with a sword?" Tao Ziqi's tone was like ice, full of hatred, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"I only remember that I have been treating you very well." Palace Master Shenxiao turned his head slightly, but unexpectedly saw her full of resentment. This kind of anger and hatred seemed to be uncommon.

"I used to be the purple 炁 among the nine light stars, because of you..." Her face flushed, and a little smile slowly appeared in her eyes. "You don't remember all the things that happened in the battle of the fairy demon back then. stop?"

Palace Master Shenxiao's breathing suddenly stagnated.

"I know you can't think of it now, and you won't think of it anymore." Tao Zixi sent the long sword in his hand forward. "You will accompany them down too! In this world, no one can tell you what happened back then. What, you only have a whole life entangled in the past!"

The Palace Master Shenxiao had to take two steps forward, only to feel that the heavens and the earth suddenly turned backwards, dizzy. He suddenly turned around, stretched out his fingers and clamped Tao Zizhen's long sword, squeezed hard, only to hear a sharp break of the blade, and the broken blade just pierced Tao Zizhen's throat.

"What about Jiu Yaoxing Ziqi? The betrayal will end in the same way..."

The water pattern on the stone tablet suddenly calmed down, and only a broken long sword fell on the ground with a loud bang.

Zi Yan fell on the ground, tears constantly falling from the corners of his eyes. She suffered a throat injury and was dying. She could no longer speak clearly, and could only spit out a name vaguely and laboriously: "Jidu..."