In the eyes of the Hua Family disciples, the Patriarch Hua Zhaoting has not touched his sword for a long time.

After the death of Xiandu, those who were closest to the ascension in Xianmen became the supreme beings in the world, and no one could match them.

Although the demons have been rampant in these years, they have become more and more rampant. But every time the demon is suppressed, it is a combination of the power of the sect, and there are very few cases where Hua Zhaoting really needs to use his sword seriously.

The last time was a long, long time ago in the wild of Jiaming. The Hua family and the people of Zhaoye City meet on a narrow road. The black bodhisattva did not know what to do for the city owner Wu Xingxue, but was stopped by Hua Zhaoting with a sword.

Hua Zhaoting entered the Dao with a sword. Although he spoke politely and courteously on weekdays, it was only because he had been sitting in the position of the head of the family for too long and dealt with sect affairs all day long.

Anyone who has seen him make a move knows that his swordsmanship naturally carries a lingering pleasure and a domineering arrogance that pierces the sky.

He may not be the most powerful among those who have almost ascended, but he is really not easy to mess with.

And at this time, the moment the golden sword light came through the clouds, the Hua Family disciples heard the long sound of the golden stone, resounding throughout the Peach Blossom Continent—

Huazhaoting is out!

The disciples were instantly excited.

Those who lived in the Wilderness of Jia Ming can still remember the amazing talent and aura of the Patriarch after he unsheathed his sword.

What a blessing to see you again now.

As a result, nearly a thousand disciples of the Hua family turned their wrists, and the thousands of flying swords they sacrificed were instantly redirected! Along with Hua Zhaoting, the tip of the sword was aimed at the golden giant sword that fell from the sky.

As a result, as soon as the flying sword came out, the faces of the disciples changed suddenly!

Because they saw Hua Zhaoting's sword.

The clear sword qi surrounding the blade was gone, replaced by red silk like a spider web, all the way down from the hilt, covering the entire blade. Those who are close can still smell the sweet smell on the sword.

The moment he drew his sword, the skins, heads and remnants of the demons in the courtyard all 'commotion'.

wrong!

Really wrong!

There is something wrong with this sword!

There were storms in the hearts of everyone, but then, they flashed another thought——

What if it wasn't the sword in question?

What if... the owner of the family who led them to hunt down the demons this night did not intend to pursue them, but was the same as those pilgrim wrecks of the demons and Mr. Yi Wusheng?

For the past twenty-five years, all the disciples in Peach Blossom Continent had to go to the execution hall every morning and evening to prevent anyone from being possessed by demons and still mixing in it. Even the elders of the punishment hall are no exception.

This order is from the head of the family, and only two people have never been checked. One is a doctor Wusheng who is not in good health and often retreats. The other is the owner Hua Zhaoting himself.

The disciples are numb! However, it was too late to think about taking action at this time. They only had time to raise their faces—

Seeing that the thousands of flying swords have not yet approached the golden light, they have turned into powder. In an instant, the smoke disappeared.

The disciples were shocked, as if someone had knocked the heavenly spirit, and the fingers holding the scabbard were numb.

Hearing countless "dang clang" sounds, nearly a thousand people lost their magical weapons in an instant.

They can only open their eyes wide, watching the blood sword of the patriarch Hua Zhaoting turn, with a lingering evil spirit, the sharp blade is facing up! Sword Intent shot straight into the sky and slammed into the golden light fiercely.

Clang——

The high-pitched sound of gold and stone hitting!

In an instant, the brilliance was dazzling, and everyone was shaken to close their eyes, and then they heard some kind of clanking sound.

They opened their eyes with difficulty, and saw that the golden light giant sword was pressing against the tip of Huazhaoting, and the momentum and strength of the straight down were undiminished.

Huazhaoting was shocked!

He never expected that there was a sword that he couldn't stop, and his expression became extremely ugly.

Immediately afterwards, he found out: This sword is more than impossible to stop.

Under the edge of the golden light giant sword, his sword intent was useless, and the long sword also burst into cracks. The giant sword went all the way down, and his sword shattered all the way.

At the end, Hua Zhaoting let go of his hand suddenly, and the hilt fell to the ground.

The soles of his feet were wedged into the stone ground and he retreated several feet, spitting out a black blood from his mouth.

There were thousands of people present, and no one expected that the head-to-head encounter would be such a result. Their faces were stunned, and their hearts were even more turbulent.

"Who exactly is in the Qiwu Courtyard?!"

To be more precise, they should ask: "Who are the two guests who disappeared from the guest room in the middle of the night?"

Among the Cheng Gongzi and his puppets, there must be some demons in human skins, in order to attract all the living and dead demons on Peach Blossom Continent to come to worship.

However, even Wu Sheng, the elder of the fourth hall, and the owner, Hua Zhaoting, couldn't resist. Who are those demons?

When you think about it, the result is terrifying.

The disciples invariably remembered the rumors that were wandering around in the early morning—the Canglang Northern Territory had collapsed, and the great devil Wu Xingxue, who had been locked inside for twenty-five years, might still be alive, or even come out!

Everyone looked at each other, and in the flash of light and flint, countless possibilities flew through their minds, and their faces were suddenly bloodless.

But the next moment, they were dumbfounded again.

Because the golden light giant sword shattered Huazhaoting's sword, smashed into the ground, wedged deeply into the stone, and hummed and trembled with its prestige.

When the golden light dissipated, the words on the phantom of the giant sword clearly fell into the eyes of everyone.

That's a "free" word.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "??????"

Just when everyone was stunned, Hua Zhaoting failed to fight back, turned around and turned into a black shadow, which instantly disappeared into the night.

He was devastated by the coercion, and almost instinctively went back to his residence, Cut Flower Hall. As soon as he appeared in the room, another golden light sword shadow pierced his back shoulder, and the whole person was nailed to the ground.

The sword qi was too sharp, and even the room was rushed into a mess. Tables and chairs overturned, beds collapsed, and several flower pots by the wall were also shattered.

Wu Xingxue and the others chased into the house, and what they saw was this scene.

"He—" Yi Wusheng held the paper and strode to Huazhaoting, his fingers trembling a little.

Before he could touch his forehead and detect the spirit, he heard someone say in a deep voice, "Not dead."

He turned his head and saw Xiao Fuxuan walking in.

When the giant sword slammed down, Yi Wusheng was too far away to see the phantom. But he was right next to Xiao Fuxuan himself, and just after shouting "Absolutely not", he saw the word "free" on Xiao Fuxuan's scabbard.

So his "ah" was cut off.

Later, he found out that the paper he was holding actually had a free word on it. It was in the corner, like a stamp that had not been stained with red mud.

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

He was holding the paper at the time, looked at the person who drew the sword in disbelief, and asked after a while, "Your surname?"

I don't know why this is so funny, but the "Mr. Cheng" next to him suddenly laughed.

The man holding the word-free sword glanced at Cheng Gongzi, then looked at him blankly from behind, moved his lips and said, "Xiao."

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Row.

In short, after the word "Xiao", the doctor Wusheng who was silenced really stopped talking, until he chased Huazhaoting to Cut Flower Hall and watched Huazhaoting fall to the ground.

To say that it is indifferent is necessarily false.

Doctor Wusheng went to Hua's house at the age of 14 and met Huazhao Pavilion at the age of 17 and Huazhaotai at the age of 11. Since then, he has practiced in the same room with the two brothers and sisters of the Hua family, and they have known each other. century.

A hundred years is more than a lifetime for ordinary people.

When he was in the Hua Family Disciple Hall, he often fell asleep because of fiddling with pills. While listening to his master's lecture on Kenshin Kendo, he dozed off with his head propped up, and was woken up by the brothers and sisters in the back seat.

The feeling of waking up suddenly seemed like yesterday, but it was already a hundred years ago.

The girl who loves to laugh has been buried in the peach blossom forest for twenty-five years. Another person who was most tired of rules when he was a teenager became the biggest rule of the Hua family, and he was lying in front of him all over the place. He was devoured by evil spirits and took pity on him.

So what he wanted to know most at this time was nothing else, but the person in front of him who didn't know if he still had a remnant soul, was he dead?

"I didn't kill him." Xiao Fuxuan said in a low voice, "It's just that the demon can't turn the sky by forcing it."

"Okay, okay." Yi Wusheng nodded and repeated softly.

He was very afraid, but his fingers still probed towards Hua Zhaoting's forehead. Hua Zhaoting's condition was even worse than his, and there was hardly any movement of the remnant soul.

Wu Xingxue stood aside and watched silently for a while. But he saw Hua Zhaoting clenching his fingers, but his eyes were fixed on a certain place.

It is said that when people are in a critical moment of life and death, they will always "reveal" some secrets subconsciously - they will look at the places where things are hidden, and they will look at people who have nothing to say.

Even demons are no exception.

And what Huazhaoting is facing at the moment is the flower vase that he has to stand and look at for a while every day.

There are several special dwarf peach blossoms in the flower tank, which are well cared for. Even in the long winter, they are not seen withered, and the branches are still green. One even had new buds.

At this moment, the flower tank shattered, the dwarf flower tree fell to the ground, and the wet mud was scattered on the ground with the flower roots, "exposing" the sand and gravel under the mud.

How can this kind of peach blossom be raised with sand and gravel?

Wu Xingxue thought for a moment, walked to the flower vase, squatted down with the hem of his robe, and fiddled with his fingers in the wet mud and gravel.

His index finger hooked a piece of broken pottery with a thud.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao Fuxuan's voice fell from the top of his head.

Wu Xingxue tilted his head and glanced at him, then continued to flip through the gravel, and after a while, he said, "Didn't you say you were looking for something? What... someone took it and brought it back?"

He stood up, clapped the sand on his hands, and found a clean cloth on the wooden frame to wipe his hands, saying, "I think he's always staring at this place, so I can take a look at it for you."

When Yi Wusheng heard these words, he followed him with the paper in his hand.

He flipped a few times in the gravel with one hand, his fingers suddenly stopped, and then he moved eagerly.

I saw some strange sundries buried in the gravel of one of the flower tanks - wooden hairpins, disciples' waist badges, headbands, or fish bags used for flower family's edicts.

Many of them look different, and they don't look like old and new things from the same person. As if they were from different people, they were all buried here by Huazhaoting.

"Who are they?" Wu Xingxue glanced at the waist card.

Doctor Wusheng was stiff all over, and after a while, he said, "Disciple."

These are the sundries that the disciples of the Hua family often carry with them, and they are often lost, so it will not be surprising if they are gone.

Wu Xingxue suddenly remembered what the previous disciple who entertained guests said, even if they went to the execution hall every morning and night to avoid being possessed by demons, some disciples would still die every month.

It seems... why those disciples died, and now there is an answer.

But this is actually quite contradictory.

He remembered the words he had heard in Chunba Castle before the Hua family.

It is said that the Hua family guards the river and the sea alone, occupying Peach Blossom Island, but does not allow any people to live there. It is said that the terrain of Taohuazhou is dangerous, and it is easy to be invaded by evil spirits. If the people go, it is an open fish, and it is difficult to save their "life".

At that time, he also felt that since it was the largest sect in Chunfan City and had so many disciples, if the people were settled in a suitable position, it would not be completely unprotected.

Other sects can do it, with the exception of the Duhua family, which is really strange.

Come to think of it now...

It was as if Hua Zhaoting couldn't help devouring his disciples every month, on the other hand, he was afraid that the people would approach him.

Wu Xingxue held the old waist card in his hand, and was a little dazed.

After a while, heard a low cry from Doctor Wusheng again.

I saw him pull out a flat cup with pores from another flower vase. He opened the cup and saw that it was full of pills.

I don't know how long that Dan has been buried in the flower tank, but he still has a touch of warmth and aura, indicating that he is well protected.

Doctor Wusheng twitched his throat and said in a low voice, "Wumeng Dan..."

No wonder Huazhaoting is watering this flower tank every day, every day. It stands to reason that the special peach blossoms cannot be taken care of like this. Unless he's subconsciously tending to something else that he finds useful.

That's No Dream Dan...

Within a month of being recruited, he ate Wumeng Dan, which could save himself.

How long did it take him to realize that he was attached to the demon? Have you swallowed the Wumeng Dan like that? Have you tried struggling too? Did he wake up briefly when he ordered not to let any disciples approach the Scissoring Flower Hall?

In the middle of the night, when he stumbled to find him, did he still have a remnant of his soul left?

The more Doctor Wusheng thought about it, the more cold his body became.

His fingers were cut by the flower vat, but he no longer bleeds, only the opening of Bai Shengsheng, which looked a little scary.He ignored it completely and went to turn over the last flower vase.

This time, he turned to a box.

The moment the box was opened.

Xiao Fuxuan turned his head and looked over, because he smelled a trace of immortal energy.

He saw that there was a round hole in the box, and inside the hole was a small bell, made of white jade and trimmed with silver wire.If I'm not mistaken, he knows this stuff.

It's called Dream Bell.

Shaking nine times in different directions can create a big dream.