On the ninth peak, the sadness of the four sons leaving is not hypocrisy, the sorrow of the passing of their classmates, or the powerlessness of their own destiny.

In the blood-stained sword box, the white rainbow blew blood, and the silence of the sound of the sword made people feel the coldness unconsciously.

"Yin'er" Ning Chen looked at the little girl who was practicing sword not far away and said softly.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yin'er trotted over and asked.

"Can you feel the sound of this sword?" Ning Chen asked.

Upon hearing this, Yin'er stepped forward, reached out and touched Baihong's sword body, trying hard to feel the sound in the sword.

After a long time, Yin'er stood up, looked ashamed and said, "I only heard sad sounds in the sword, and the others couldn't hear clearly."

"fine"

Ning Chen gently rubbed the little girl's hair and said calmly, "You have been practicing for a short time. You can realize that these are already very powerful. Keep practicing swordsmanship."

"kindness"

Yin'er responded, then ran to the bamboo forest and continued to practice swordsmanship.

In front of the peak, Ning Chen waved his hand to put away the blood-filled White Rainbow Sword, and looked at the Message Peak in the distance. A few lights flashed through his dark and deep eyes.

Before Ling Yun left, he seemed to have known his destiny and why he wanted to leave.

Qi Huan and Ling Luo obviously knew something, why did they never say it?

How many unknown secrets are hidden in the Mo Sect? What role does the Mo Lord play in between?

Many questions were like fog swaying in his heart. Ning Chen thought about it for a long time, but could not think of the answer. He withdrew his gaze, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards the third peak.

After counting breaths, on the third peak, the black clothes appeared and walked towards the bamboo house on the peak.

The wooden door opened and saw that there was only a bed and a table and chair in the room. It was simple and simple, and nothing else.

Ning Chen looked for a moment, turned his eyes and looked at other places on the peak.

On the peak, there is no abnormality except for a medicinal field.

Medicine field?

Ning Chen suddenly frowned and walked over.

A medicinal field less than ten feet wide was growing in it, and the fragrance of medicine spreads ten miles.

It is not a secret that the master of the third peak is good at growing medicine. Each of them is a treasure and priceless.

The powerful and powerful royal family in the mortal world have come to the third peak of Moshan to seek medicine no less than ten times. However, Ling Yun, who has always been kind to others, has never agreed to this matter once.

Ning Chen looked at the hundreds of great medicines in front of him, for a moment, two moments... for a whole hour, and his eyes never looked away.

An hour later, Ning Chen looked at the place where he had been with Lingyun Sect's sword before, and a little light flashed in his eyes.

With a gentle step, the figure flashed rapidly, with a strange pace, no matter how bad it was. Walking among hundreds of medicines, reappearing every step that Lingyun took that day.

The last step was taken out, the void swayed, and the figure in black disappeared quietly.

In the strange quiet space, Ning Chen walked out, and in front of him, a stone chamber stood in front of him, with yin energy swaying, and a biting.

Ning Chen walked forward, waved his hand to open the stone door, and the rumbling and shaking, and it caught his eyes. A shocking scene was displayed on the table in front of him, and there were unfamiliar names, except for two, and nothing else was heard of.

At the end of the spiritual position, a spirit card was engraved with the words Lingyun. It was shocking to see him establishing a spiritual position for him again.

The second-last position, the two characters Huayang, are clear and dazzling, and are obviously the same person as the tombstone I encountered on the back mountain of the Ninth Peak.

The six tablets and six names are clearly printed in Ning Chen's heart, so heavy.

The first peak, the second

Peak, the third peak, the fourth peak, the ninth peak?

Ning Chen's thoughts kept moving. If these people were the former lords of the peaks, who would have been so many people?

Zichuan, a strange name, has never been mentioned by Qi Huan and others.

It was hard to figure out, Ning Chen calmed down and walked out of the stone chamber.

In the medicine field, the void flashed, Ning Chen walked out, and then his figure flashed, jumping towards another peak.

On the message to the Peak Daotai, Master Mo opened his eyes and looked at the ninth son who left the third peak. His old eyes were deep and he could not see any waves.

On the eighth peak, Ling Luozhen stood on the cliff, with long silver hair dancing in the wind, and her eyes looking into the distance, her sadness was hard to hide.

At this moment, black clothes walked out, looked at the woman in front of the cliff, and spoke, "Sister Eighth Sister"

Yan Luozhen looked back, looked at the young figure behind her, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

"Who is Green Idiot?" Ning Chen asked directly.

When Ling Luozhen heard this, her body shook, and her eyes flashed with disbelief and said, "How do you know this name?"

"Sister Eighth Sister Don't ask me how I know, can you tell me who this person is?" Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"Once the Lord of the Fourth Peak" Yan Luozhen said in a heavy tone.

"Where is Yuezhu?" Ning Chen asked again.

"The Lord of the Second Peak" Ling Luozhen replied.

"Xiang Yuan"

"The Lord of the First Peak"

"Huayang"

"The Lord of the Ninth Peak"

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the heavy answers, just like Ning Chen's guess, the people with the tokens were all the former masters of the peaks.

"Where is Zichuan, who is?" Ning Chen asked.

Hearing this name, Ling Luozhen fell silent. After a long time, she spoke, "I don't know much about this person. It seems that he was the lord of the Seventh Peak. However, under normal circumstances, if there is something wrong with the lord of each peak, no one will inherit it. Why is the lord of the Seventh Peak exception? I don't know."

"Why no one inherited the same peak? The position of the lord of the Ninth Peak, including me, isn't there two more people?" Ning Chen frowned.

"Your situation is different," Yan Luozhen whispered.

"Why?" Ning Chen said inexplicably.

"You can't say it, don't ask again. If possible, it's better not to know for the rest of your life." Ling Luozhen warned solemnly.

A strange look flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and he greeted him with kindness, "Thank you, Senior Sister Eight, Senior Brother, said goodbye."

After the words finished, Ning Chen did not leave any more and turned around and left.

Looking at the former's figure leaving a distance, Ling Luozhen sighed softly. Did Senior Brother Third left him any clues? Could it be that Senior Brother Third Brother really thinks that Junior Brother Ninth can change their destiny.

On the back mountain of the ninth peak, Ning Chen, who came with questions, walked out and rushed directly into the deep forest.

The dense ancient forest, huge trees covering the sun, the figure in black flashed and disappeared.

Just as Ning Chen approached the deep forest, suddenly, the air pressure around him suddenly sank, the sky and the earth surging, and the entire ninth peak vibrated.

Chaos appeared, and the man with a fierce appearance was revealed. The evil appearance behind him was hideous and terrifying. He punched him at the stubborn one.

Ning Chen waved his hand and held the sword. Taishi showed his edge and blocked the former's fist.

"Human, it's you again"

The fist and swords were touching each other, and the aftermath was swept four times, and the ancient trees fell down, and were broken by the sword energy and fist force.

"Cun, I'm here to ask you if I have something to do, I'm not killing you," Ning Chen said in a deep voice.

"The crime is unforgivable when trespassing into the forest. Last time, I have let it go for the sake of the old monster.

Once you go, no one can save you this time," the man said coldly, and his fist was blown out, and he rushed forward again.

Seeing that the evil beasts were difficult to communicate, Ning Chen's eyes were cold and his sword swung, and he decided to use martial arts to defeat the enemy first and then talk about other things.

The figures passing by, the chaos can be astonishing as if they are heavy punches, and each move is like a slump, the mountains collapse and the ground sinks.

The move is unstoppable. Ning Chen waved his sword to welcome the move, and stepped around. After touching it, he would not encounter it head-on.

In the blink of an eye, the man's fists slammed into each other, and an extremely powerful force appeared. The next moment, the fists were blasted out, forcing his soul to kill him.

Ning Chen stared at her eyes and stepped forward. His figure flashed rapidly. Then he waved his left hand. The White Rainbow Sword Box appeared. The sword box opened. The sword edge as thin as a cicada wing flew out. The moment he entered the hand, the figure disappeared again and instantly reached the front.

The man's eyes shrank, his fist turned, and he rushed towards the former.

However, with the speed, I know my destiny better. I turned my head sideways, and the Bai Hong's sword twisted and wrapped around the former's arm.

The "White Rainbow Sword" looked familiar with the sword. The man trembled and said in shock.

"Swish"

The moment Bai Hong locked the former's arm, Taishi swung and cut his arm with a sword. In an instant, blood spurted like rain, dyeing the sky red.

The severe pain came, the man roared, the bloody light in his eyes was strong, his body changed, and he roared evilly. In the earth-shaking sound, chaos transformed, swallowing the void thousands of feet ahead in one mouthful.

"A bad beast!"

On the message peak, Master Mo suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to rescue him.

Suddenly, at this moment, a sword energy broke through the air in the distance, and was extremely domineering, cutting half of the message peak with one sword.
To be continued...