The two teams obviously felt a little weird, and they slowed down before entering the dusk, waiting for Gu Qing and others to come over.

"What do you want to do?" Tonglu said, staring into Gu Qing's eyes.

Gu Qing said: "It has nothing to do with you."

Tonglu looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.

He came to Xueyuan to participate in the Taoist war this year, and had no other purpose. He just wanted to relive his memories and commemorate the friendship between him and Luo Huainan.

Since it has nothing to do with the team where Tonglu is located, it is naturally related to Xiang Wanshu from Zhongzhou.

People's eyes were back and forth between the two, and the atmosphere was a little nervous.

Because of Luo Huainan's story, because Jing Jiu and Bai Zao did not return, the relationship between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect ushered in the best period in history.

However, this process came to an abrupt end three years ago.

Because Luo Huainan died, the one who killed him was a Qingshan abandoned disciple. This matter had nothing to do with Qingshan Sect in essence, but the influence could not be eliminated.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, why do you follow us?"

Xiang Wanshu looked at Gu Qing with some vigilance.

Gu Qing said, "The world is so big, I just want to walk around."

Xiang Wanshu was a little helpless, thinking that both fellow Taoists from Wangfeng said that Gu Qing was calm and friendly, but he didn't expect that he would eventually get involved in the habit of Shenmao Peak.

Can such unreasonable words be said so calm?

Gu Qing was also helpless, thinking that if the master didn’t have any positioning magic weapon, what would I do with you?

Xiang Wanshu signaled him to follow him a little further away, and lowered his voice and said, "What the hell do you want to do?"

Gu Qing said: "I just want to do whatever you want."

Xiang Wanshu said: "Their remains may not be together. Have you forgotten the last avalanche that Senior Brother Luo mentioned? They are all snowworms!"

Gu Qing said: "What do you mean is that they have all been eaten by snowworms, and now they can't even find a hair?"

Xiang Wanshu was a little depressed and said, "This is what you said."

Gu Qing said: "Since the positioning magic weapon of your school can still be used, it means that snowworms cannot digest everything."

Xiang Wanshu said: "Yes, Wanlixi may be with the positioning magic weapon."

Gu Qing patted his shoulder and said, "Did you ever think that my Fusijian might be together?"

Xiang Wanshu was stunned and said, "It makes sense."

Gu Qing looked at the sky and said, "Stay first, let's go together tomorrow?"

Xiang Wanshu said: "It's good."

With the reputation of Qingshan Sect and Zhongzhou Sect, there is naturally no need to worry that young practitioners who participate in the Taoist war dare to snatch the Wanli Seal and the Fox Sword, but you must be careful in everything.

No words all night.

As the morning light came, people woke up and suddenly felt that today's morning light was brighter than the previous few days.

Suddenly someone shouted and jumped up to point to the north.

People looked to the north and were shocked to speak.

The surrounding black mountains are so clear that the morning glow dyes the sky, and the cold mist in the mountains dissipates overnight!

Gu Qing walked to Xiang Wanshu and said with a smile: "It's finally time to get faster."

Xiang Wanshu smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly he felt a vibration coming from his waist.

He looked down and saw that the small green bamboo sign was glowing.

Xiang Wanshu's face suddenly changed. He had no time to say anything. He directly summoned a piece of blue glass, swept upwards, broke through the air, and instantly turned into a stream of light.

Gu Qing's expression changed slightly, and he drove away without hesitation, and instantly turned into a sword light.

Looking at this scene, the companions on the snow field were very surprised and strange, thinking that something had happened, and they were so anxious?

Tonglu looked into the distance and raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that Xiang Wanshu had used the Heaven and Earth Escape Technique, and Gu Qing's sword light could catch up. Could it be that he had reached the Wuchang Prefecture?

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...

On the wilderness outside the White City.

Fang Jingtian looked at the north, the wrinkles on his face were illuminated by the morning light, and his eyes were still so deep, like an ancient well without waves.

In another place several miles away, Ren Qianzhu was also looking at the north, with a somewhat solemn expression.

What are these two big names from the Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect looking at?

Suddenly, Fang Jingtian narrowed his eyes.

"Transmission to the head..."

He was silent for a while and said to the disciple behind him: "I found it, nothing happened."

A moment later, Ren Qianzhu also said the same thing to the disciples behind him.

...

...

The streaming light brought out of the green glass and the sword light flew outwards of the black mountains dozens of feet away.

"How far is it?" Gu Qing asked.

Xiang Wanshu's spiritual sense fell on the Qingzhu small sign, and after a moment, he said, "It's still a long way."

No matter how calm Gu Qing was, he was a little annoyed. He thought that these magic weapons from Zhongzhou School were really obvious and were extremely difficult to use.

Xiang Wanshu looked at him and thought that the other party had surpassed him in less than ten years after he was worshipped at the end of the gods. He couldn't help but feel a little envious.

The former residence of Jingyang Zhenren’s cave is indeed full of immortality.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold fog or other reasons, but the gale wind seems much quieter.

The two of them took a risk to fly and soon left the black mountains and came to the dead snowfield. The strange environment failed to reduce their speed by half.

The sun is in the sky, but there is no warmth because the coldness ahead is suddenly strong.

Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu fell on the snow field and found a cliff in front of them, which was extremely steep and bottomless. The most terrifying thing was that it was full of cold fog.

"Where is the specific location?" Gu Qing asked.

Xiang Wanshu held the green bamboo sign tightly and felt it for a moment, pointed to a place in the cliff in the cold mist and said, "It's right there."

Gu Qing's voice trembled slightly: "Are you still alive?"

Xiang Wanshu's face was full of joy and shouted: "Senior sister is still alive!"

"Ah!" Gu Qing shouted happily.

Xiang Wanshu's mind was occupied by surprise at this time, and he still felt a little strange. He thought that he could only determine that his senior sister was still alive. I don't know why you are happier than me in Jing Jiu's situation?

Gu Qing naturally didn't know what Xiang Wanshu was thinking. His logic was very clear. Since your senior sister Bai Zao is still alive, how could my master die?

"What are you hesitating about!" he shouted, "Save people quickly."

Xiang Wanshu said: "The cold fog seals the entrance of the cave, how can I save it?"

Gu Qing said: "How deep is it to break the mountain directly?"

Xiang Wanshu observed the cliff and said, "If the distance of more than ten feet is broken directly from here, it may collapse, which is too dangerous."

Gu Qing didn't want to discuss with this nerd anymore. He retreated more than a hundred feet away from the sword, sat cross-legged in the snow, and pointed his sword out with both hands!

The flying sword slashed towards the surface of the snow field!

There was a sound of shock!

I don’t know how much ice, snow and hard soil were cut open by flying swords, and a gully about several feet deep appeared on the ground.

Xiang Wanshu was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant. He quickly flew back, sat cross-legged beside him, tuned up his spiritual sense, summoned his magic weapon and banged towards Xueyuan!

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...

When the young practitioners who participated in the Taoist war received the news, they rushed over one after another, and saw a very strange scene.

Xiang Wanshu and Gu Qing sat cross-legged in the snow, with their eyes closed.

The sword light and flowing light kept bombarding the ground, and a deep pit had been dug out of the surface of the snow field, about a foot wide, leading to the depths of the ground.

What is this doing?

The young man surnamed Yuan first reacted, screamed strangely, summoned the flying sword and slashed towards the ground. Then, the Qingshan disciples also understood, and the Zhongzhou disciples also understood, and they summoned the flying swords and magic weapons to bombard the ground. Even some disciples of other sects guessed something and began to help.

Tonglu did not take action, stood in the distance, looking at the deeper and longer tunnel, with a complicated expression, and I don’t know what I was thinking.

Because of the fear of the collapse of the cliff wall, Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu chose a shallow angle, which was equivalent to digging out a very long slant. Moreover, the snow field was eroded by the cold fog all year round, and it was extremely hard to freeze. Especially the rocks were simply like steel. Even the sharp flying swords and powerful magic weapons, the effect of cutting and bombardment was not too obvious. Fortunately, more and more young practitioners were present. After several hours, they finally gradually approached the edge of the cliff.

Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu persisted for the longest time, their true energy was consumed too much and their faces were pale.
To be continued...