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After ten years of contemplation, the snow had fallen and covered the entire mountain.

He had not expected Yun Jiutang's skill to be so profound, to actually be able to put Zhao Yuyan at a disadvantage in just a dozen moves. Even if he were to fight with Ning Xuemo, he still might not be able to win.

Yin Bao Scroll smiled and said: "Young Master Yun is indeed skilled. You've really broadened this old man's horizons."

Yun Jiuchang said apologetically, "No, it was all because of Miss Yu Yi that I got the upper hand. There are many experts in Supreme Mystery City, so Yun Jiuchang is truly a man who stands at the top of the mountains and respects the rivers. "

Zhao Yu had already lost face after being defeated by Yun Jiuchang a few times. However, Yun Jiuchang's words did not mean to show off his sarcasm, but to protect her reputation for her own good. Zhao Yu was moved, and she couldn't help but look at Yun Jiuchang in a new light.

When they parted ways, Yin Bao Yun said faintly, "In the future, if Young Master Yun is willing to come, the entrance of the Taixuan capital will welcome you anytime!"

Yun Jiu Tang said: "How can you just casually enter the mysterious land? The next time you come, I'll definitely send someone to report to Elder Yin in advance!"

"..."

Time was like an arrow that left the bow, passing through the mountains of snow and the scorching heat of midsummer at a rapid pace.

At the bottom of the Broken Intestine Valley, everything was the same as before. Nothing had changed. Gu Xueluo's lonely face was still filled with the bitterness of true love. She was still leaning against the window watching the flowers bloom and fall. Fortunately, there were times when Mu Sangqing would come over to have a casual chat, allowing the days to flow by as fast as the tip of her finger.

In the past few long years, Gu Xueluo was most worried about the fifth undead. She could only play the zither everyday to gather her soul. She did not know that the Undead of the fifth hidden spirit had already entered the demonic world and become a devil disciple to become the lone star's young master — — Yun Jiuchang. Throughout the long years, she still played the Ancient Wooden Zither incessantly. Her yearning, sadness, confusion, grief, and other emotions flowed out from her fingertips, gradually forming the incomparably powerful heavenly thunder zither music. This heavenly thunder zither music had to be played in an inexplicable state of sorrow. The fingertips condensed a deep inner energy, causing the zither music to be soft and formless, but it also possessed the power of thunder.

At this moment, Gu Xueluo was playing the Ancient Wooden Zither once again. The zither notes lingered in the air, penetrating through the clouds and disappearing into the sky.

In the Devil Realm's Lone Star Palace, Yun Jiuchang carefully took out the square piece of unpolished jade. The square piece of unpolished jade that the fifth hidden spirit had worn, seemed to have some sort of intelligence. After the undead had died, it had flowed into the undead's cave, went through many hardships, and followed the undead for a long time. Now, the Undead had transformed into the Cloud Nine-Tang, and the square piece of unpolished jade was still there. Right now, the square piece of jade was dark green, and no matter when it was warm, it would always be this warm.

Yun Jiu Tang stared at the piece of jade in a daze. The inside of the jade seemed to be clouded with dark clouds, its color changing rapidly, but its surface was constantly emitting a strange green light. It seemed to have some sort of magic that could help Yun Jiuchang replenish his internal energy when he was exhausted. It was as if there was a huge amount of energy contained in the jade. Yun Jiu Tang was in a trance, frowning as the faint sound of a zither drifted over. The zither music was sometimes gentle and melodious, sometimes tearful and sometimes indescribably sad. Just where did this sound come from? Yun Jiu Tang was already attracted by the sorrowful zither music and walked out of the main hall of the Lonely Star Palace, quietly listening to the music from afar.

It was as if he had heard this zither music somewhere before. Yun Jiuchang's brows drooped slightly as he searched his memory for fragments of the zither music, but to no avail. This zither music seemed to naturally have a sense of familiarity with him. He seemed to be familiar with every note and every rhythm of the zither music, as if they were already engraved in his mind.

Who was the person playing the zither?

Why did this ethereal and sorrowful zither note pierce through the heavens to reach the Infernal Realm?

Then, he thought of why he didn't go to the Netherworld Cold Palace and ask Zhu Jiuyin. He was a sound master, so he could at least help him identify where this zither music came from.

When Yun Jiu Tang arrived at the quiet, cold palace, it was unexpectedly empty. He strolled between the corridors of the pavilion and said in a clear voice, "Brother Jiuyin, are you there?" His steps were still hurried forward, but his eyes were still fixed on the carefully cut flowers and grass. He didn't notice that Zhu Jiuyin was already standing with his hands behind his back, quietly standing under Lan Guiyuan.

Yun Jiuchang's gaze casually roamed the area before finally stopping on Lan Guiyi. He was surprised to see the figure beneath the tree. Actually, Yun Jiu Tang hadn't been in the demonic world for long, so this was the first time the two of them looked at each other.

His eyes were bright and filled with a familiar look. Zhu Jiuyin was deep in thought. It had been a long time since he had seen this kind of gaze. It was as if he could see the shadow of the fifth hidden spirit. However, the fifth Hidden Spirit had already died long ago. Yun Jiuchang and the fifth Hidden Spirit were only slightly similar. Furthermore, what could a single glance mean?

"Didn't you want to find me?" Candle Jiu Yin faintly smiled as she slowly paced up and down. "Why would Brother Yun be in a good mood today and come to the Netherfrost Palace?"

Yun Jiuchang regained his senses and calmly murmured, "Just now, I happened to hear a burst of zither music and felt that the tune was very unique. Since I knew that you were a master of music, I came to ask for your advice."

"Oh, what music expert? I only understand a little," Zhu Jiuyin said apologetically. He understood that Yun Jiutang was now a popular figure in front of the Devil Ancestor, although he did not try to curry favor with him, he could not be too polite with him either. He turned to look at Yun Jiu Tang, "Brother Yun, where is your music manual? Is it inconvenient for you to take it out?"

"Brother Jiuyin, there's really no music score, it's the zither music I just heard …" After hearing what he said, Yun Jiuchang understood that he had to bring the music score as well, so he pointed to the sky, "Listen, you can still faintly hear this music."

Zhu Jiuyin slightly frowned, his ears turned to the side, his face was filled with confusion, "Brother Yun, there's nothing in the air, where did this zither music come from?"

"Really? I could clearly hear it."

Zhu Jiuyin still shook his head and smiled awkwardly.

What they didn't know was that although Gu Xueluo's zither music could travel thousands of miles, it was only heard by the person she played and couldn't be heard by anyone else. This was perhaps the mystery of the Ancient Wooden Zither.

Zhu Jiuyin looked at Yun Jiuchang's disappointed expression and asked, "What kind of zither music could cause Brother Yun to worry so much? If Brother Yun can really hear it, then this zither music must be mysterious and unfathomable."

Yun Jiu Tang was still perplexed and speechless. He grew more and more curious about the zither music and actually walked out of the palace compound.

"If Brother Yun really wants to solve your zither music mystery, then Mister Dugu Jiuyi, who lives in seclusion in Xuanyuan Yan of the Qing Qiu mountain, is a guqin master. Brother Yun, you can consult him …"

"Really? There's actually such an elegant person in the human world." Yun Jiuchang turned around, his eyes sparkling. "Then I'll have to consult him a bit."

The end of the decade. After ten long years of waiting at the bottom of the Gut Cutting poison, ten years of suffering, and ten years of seclusion, he could finally leave the valley.

Ten years to cut off the intestines, ten years to worry about cutting off the intestines. Ten years of great youth, ten years of love for those who enjoy themselves, were all spent in Broken Intestines Valley. However, Gu Xueluo remained the same. Her face was still the same as it was ten years ago, and she still had the burning heart of her true love for the hidden spirit. The only thing that had changed was that she already had a resolute and cold heart.

Mu Lengqing had already gifted the zither to Gu Xueluo. From then on, the zither accompanied Gu Xueluo throughout her life, accompanying her emotions and emotions. It became an important weapon in her defense.

At the entrance of Broken Bowel Valley, the Immortal World had already sent out many Immortals to welcome them. Gu Xueluo did not want to return to the Immortal World immediately. She did not want to return to the Immortal World that confined her freedom, obliterated her personality, and lacked the joy, anger, and sorrow of others. It was that face that had caused him to experience ten years of longing. It was that face that had made him lose the one he loved the most … Therefore, she chose to come out from somewhere else in the Gut Valley and let the people who were waiting for her come out empty-handed.

She was going to that place! That was the place where they bid farewell to the hidden spirits. Gu Xueluo lightly strutted as she flew. Even though she hadn't cultivated for ten years and her power hadn't recovered yet, it still didn't stop her from rushing there. Even though they were separated by thousands of mountains and water, even though her steps weren't agile enough, she still rushed over.

At the edge of the Zhuang River, there was still no surprise. The sky lit up and the waves were still the same as when he left ten years ago. Gu Xueluo involuntarily felt a sense of familiarity that she hadn't felt in a long time. At this moment, she was already quietly standing in front of the gravestone that was slightly mottled and damaged, and her eyes were filled with tears, unable to stop herself.

He saw that the tombstone was impressively engraved with a line of words that read "Taixuan Capital Master Su Wu's Fifth Tomb of Hidden Spirits". The surroundings of the tombstone had clearly been cleaned and repaired frequently, clean and tidy.

Gu Xueluo stood blankly in front of the tombstone, recalling her past with the fifth hidden spirit over and over again. Her eyes were hazy with tears.

At this time, Yun Jiu Tang wanted to go to Xuanyuan Altar to find the zither-playing expert Dugu Jiuyi, in order to resolve the sorrowful zither music puzzlement in his heart. He happened to pass by the water lake, and just like the God of Fate had arranged, the two inevitably met.

By the banks of the Zhuo River, Gu Xueluo hung herself by the monolith. Yun Jiuchang, who had passed by, didn't know where to go, so he mustered up the courage to ask.

"Miss, sorry to bother you." Yun Jiutang was standing far behind Gu Xueluo when he saw a lady mourning for her family. He didn't want to disturb them, but he lost his way here. "May I ask how we're going towards the Xuanyuan Altar?"

Gu Xueluo finally snapped out of her daze and wiped her tears away before turning around. In the blink of an eye, their gazes met.

It was like he was in a new world. The prosperity was gone, and they would finally meet again …

Things had changed, people had changed. Ten years of parting meant that they would never see each other again …

Such a familiar scene, but at this moment, the two of them were strangers. One was in seclusion for ten years, while the other was reborn for the devil. He had long forgotten about his previous self.

There was no mutual talk in the illusion, but there was a bit more vigilance and modesty. When their eyes met, they both felt a sense of déjà vu, but their memories were a mess, and it was hard to look back.

Gu Xueluo's gaze swept across Yun Jiu Tang's body. She felt that the young man in front of her was a little strange, with an imposing air between his green brows and a calm expression on his face, but with an unfathomable strangeness and evil. There had always been very few people around Zhuo Shui Lake, so how could there be such an elegant youth here? Perhaps it was because he had steeled his heart for ten years, but there had already been many changes in the world. Only now did he recall the Xuanyuan Altar, and he pointed to a forked path. "Follow this path and walk for another day to reach Xuanyuan Yan."

Yun Jiuchang had always been thinking about the zither music in his heart, so he smiled and asked, "Excuse me, but does Xuanyuan Yan live in seclusion with Mr. Dugu Jiuyi who is proficient in the zither music?"

Gu Xueluo's heart shook at the mention of Dugu Jiuyi. It had been a long time since she'd heard of him. In the past, Dugu Jiuyi was a zither-controlling expert in the Immortal World. In the past, he had abandoned his own noble immortal position in front of the deities, crippled his own immortal energy, and entered the mortal world. He had always lived in seclusion in the Green Hill. After so many years, he should be able to live a carefree life.

Gu Xueluo was a bit surprised. "I've never met that Mr. Dugu, but I heard that he's a music expert. You've found the right person."

Yun Jiu Tang cupped his fists and said: "Thank you for guiding me today, I hope that you won't stay here for too long in this wilderness. I'll be taking my leave! " Finishing his words, he turned around to leave. At this moment, Yun Jiuchang could faintly feel a faint sound coming from his ear, like a rustling sound that seemed to pass through grass. He looked around sharply at the surrounding thickets of grass and trees, vaguely aware of an ominous foreboding.

Yun Jiu Tang showed his power on his face and shouted, "Who is here! Hurry up and show yourself! "

There was nothing out of the ordinary in the surrounding grass. While Gu Xueluo was still in shock, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the dense bushes in front of her. The black shadow moved so fast that it made people feel dizzy.

The black shadow hurriedly landed on the tombstone of the fifth hidden spirit. Black robes wrapped around his body and his face was covered by a black veil. His pair of eyes emitted an evil and vicious light.

It's that undead spirit again?! Gu Xueluo took a few steps back in fear, and an expression of disbelief surfaced on her face. She shook her head repeatedly. "This is too terrifying!"

Yun Jiu Tang gripped his black blade tightly and glanced at Gu Xue Luo. "Could it be that Miss knows this person?"

Gu Xueluo said with a trembling voice, "How is he a human? He's an evil undead who does all sorts of evil."

In between his words, the undead was suddenly suspended in midair. With a sharp sword in hand, he hacked continuously at the tombstone belonging to the fifth hidden spirit. The sword's edge collided with the tombstone and dust flew everywhere. When Gu Xueluo saw this situation, she was dragged back by Yun Jiuchang.

Yun Jiu Tang gave a loud shout and jumped out. A green sword light shot out from the black blade, carrying a sharp wind as it flew towards Ye Xiwen. The black shadow welcomed the attack with his sword, and a black light burst forth from the sword, clashing against the black light. "The shadow undead's movements had always been swift, and in the time it took for a spark to fly, it had already exchanged more than ten blows, yet it still did not seem to be at a disadvantage.

Gu Xueluo saw all of this and was anxious in her heart. However, she had just come out of the Gut Cutting Intestine Valley, and her internal energy had not completely recovered yet. She was still not strong enough.

Yun Jiu Tang saw that the black shadow's attacks were quick and violent, but his Qi seemed to be impure as it flowed, and his Qi was mixed and impure as they collided. Thus, he pretended to attack using the edge of his sword, the black undead blocked by their own swords, immediately, his palm formed a wind, condensing power into his palm, his palm struck out, the black figure was caught off guard, and after being hit heavily by the palm wind, 'Ah', he let out a blood-curdling scream, the black figure had already fallen dozens of feet away.

The black shadow stood up a few feet away. With a "peng peng" sound, a dozen or so cold lights shot out and hidden weapons shot out at the same time. Yun Jiu Tang and Gu Xue Luo dodged the cold lights. "He landed on the ground and took a closer look, only to find that the black undead had already fled without a trace.

Yun Jiu Tang calmed his breathing and asked, "Does Miss recognize that black shadow?"

He seemed to recall a memory from the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest as he mumbled, "After the tragedy, when we were trying to find the truth, the hidden spirit had fought with this shadow undead. That's right, it's him, I'll always remember that pair of evil eyes!" Gu Xueluo walked forward and lightly caressed the tombstone. The edges of the tombstone had already been cut in two by the black shadow's sharp blades, and her heart ached.

Yun Jiu Tang looked at the setting sun and said, "It's getting late, where is Miss going alone?"

Gu Xueluo looked into the distance and softly sighed. "I'm going to Taixuan for a trip. There's still something I haven't done yet." Finishing her words, she took a close look at Yun Jiuchang. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if they contained the story of many years, etched with the texture of many years.

This gaze, how familiar it was to Gu Xueluo ten years ago. It was firm, silent, and filled with water and silver. But now, this gaze meant nothing to her. The one she loved was already dead, so if she were to meet this kind of gaze again, she would at most look very similar.