Hidden Corner

 Chapter 501 501 Contact Three

 The autumn wind is blowing, and the coldness penetrates people.

Members of the Faceless Sword Sect were arranged to live in a small group of guest buildings around the Yuheng Sect.

The light red small buildings are closely arranged together one by one, and there are faint translucent light curtains in the middle.

Because he has a normal relationship with the Yuheng Sect, and is even a little indifferent, Elder Yun Ling of the Faceless Sword Sect did not have much contact with him. He just gathered everyone to explain something, and then went into the building to rest alone.

　　　Night time. People from the Qingmu Sword Sect also came out of the air. Unlike the Faceless Sword Sect, they had a standard style of sword cultivators. Each of them stepped on their own flying sword, and their bodies were covered with the condensed light of true energy.

 Different from the Faceless Sword Sect which purely cultivates mind and soul, the Qingmu Sword Sect takes a balanced approach, including both offense, defense and recovery.

So their basic Qinghe Tianyun Gong is also called Shiquanjian Jue, which means it can have a little bit of everything.

It even has the effect of maintaining health and extending life. The emphasis is on transparency, safety, neutrality and peace.

But unlike the original intention of the practice, precisely because Quan He did not go to extremes, the development of the Qingmu Sword Sect was far better than the other three sects, and the disciples it absorbed were better qualified. The development was a virtuous cycle and became faster.

His strength has expanded rapidly, and as a result, there is a faint sense of superiority oozing out.

 At night, you can hear the Yu Heng Sect talking and complaining on the way back from picking up the people from the Qing Mu Jian Sect.

"In today's era, only Brother Huo of the Faceless Sword Sect can be compared with a certain person. The rest are all ants."

 In the middle of the night, Li Chengyi was awakened by a long chant. He was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly disturbed by a voice that made him feel good about himself.

He stood up in silence and stood up. His shadow flashed a little and he appeared outside the door in an instant. He stood in the corridor and looked out at the sky.

 In the dark night sky in the distance, two lights as bright as candles float in the sky, like two big light bulbs.

 A light bulb is fiery red, burning with the unique bright flame of life of the Yuheng Sect.

In the flames was a short-haired girl with a pretty face, but a look of shame and anger in her eyes.

 In another blue light bulb, there is a long-haired man with an elegant figure and a dark blue robe.

The man was holding the same long red sword, with the sword pointing diagonally downwards with an undisguised calmness on his face.

 Honestly discriminate and look down on openly.

This kind of clear look is revealed in the man's eyes without any concealment.

 “Dingzou!!”

 Faced with this kind of discrimination, the woman's **** rose and fell so fast that she was about to explode with anger.

 “Ah! I’m going to kill you!!” The flames of life on her body soared into the sky. It rose from a few meters to more than ten meters in an instant.

 With the long sword in his hand, he was about to slash at the opponent on the spot.

Hum!

 Suddenly, a transparent light curtain blocked the space between the two of them, dividing the entire night sky into two.

 “Prior to the competition, private competition is not allowed.”

 A cold female voice floated faintly from far below.

 “Chong Xinyao, come back.” The female voice disappeared.

The woman with the red lightbulb in mid-air turned red, roared again, and pointed at Ding Zuo.

“Just wait! I’ll let you know tomorrow why the blood is so red!”

With a whoosh, she turned around and flew away from the night sky.

Ding Zuo smiled slightly and looked down, seeming to be looking at the residence area of ​​the Faceless Sword Sect.

He then turned around and turned into a blue light, disappearing into the Qingmu Sword Sect’s residence area.

“Where is Senior Brother?” Many disciples of the Faceless Sword Sect were awakened, and a voice whispered from afar.

"I don't know, I should rest. The isolation formation is there, so the sound probably won't get through."

“That’s Ding Zuo. He’s really arrogant.”

 “It means that the senior brother is not here, otherwise, hey”

The messy sounds were mixed with yawning, and Li Chengyi returned to the room speechlessly.

He remembered that in the novels he had read in his previous life, there were often people who would roar loudly at every turn. It would be fine in the wild, but if they roared in the sect, they would not get beaten.

No matter how many insights you have in the middle of the night, you will still make people angry if you scream.

Now that he actually encountered someone who was screaming in the middle of the night, Li Chengyi only felt embarrassed, quite embarrassed.

It's like you are twisting and dancing by yourself on the bus, and then after dancing, you ask everyone, only **** on the bus can compare with me, the rest are rubbish.

 Most people would laugh to death when they encounter it.

 ‘However, Senior Brother didn’t make any movement like this. Did he really not hear it or did he?’

 He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that something was wrong during the day, and he was thoughtful.

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 Deep in the cliff under the night is a sea of ​​forest.

Moving further along the forest sea, thousands of miles away from the Yuheng Sect, there is a black and green pine forest with a height of 100 meters.

 White mist lingers, and there is a slight phosphorescence looming among the forest.

Huo Qingkong paced slowly, moving forward in the forest.

He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked calm, as if he was thinking about something or recalling something.

 Suddenly, his steps paused and he stopped.

 “A person with a faint fragrance?”

His deep voice suddenly sounded in the forest.

Chichichichi!

Three consecutive soft sounds, and three black shadows appeared beside him, surrounding him on three sides.

Those are three men in black with strange golden faces.

The three of them all held curved black knives in their hands, and their auras were vaguely visible. If you didn't sense them carefully, you wouldn't be able to notice where they were standing.

 “Huo Qingkong is indeed the top genius of the Faceless Sword Sect once in a thousand years.”

One of them said softly, and his voice was obviously female.

"We are here to sincerely invite you to join Anxiang and make plans together." The woman continued without waiting for Huo Qingkong to reply. "Don't refuse in a hurry. Do you know why we formed Dark Fragrance and why we are willing to join it?"

"Oh?" Huo Qingkong was about to take action when he heard this and stopped.

He has heard about the Anxiang organization for a long time, but he still doesn’t know the reason why they were established.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Chun Shiqi. The secrets are divided into four seasons. The members of each branch use their rankings when they join as their codenames." The woman took a step forward.

"And most of us are elites within each faction. In terms of identity and status, we don't actually need to do such things that may lead to the confiscation of our homes and annihilation of our clans. But why do we still do it?" She sighed.

"You can speak faster, I am not naturally patient." Huo Qingkong's face gradually became colder.

“Okay, to make a long story short, Huo Qingkong, did you know that each of the four sects has an ancestor who has achieved extraordinary things?”

 “Know. Then what?”

"Then do you know that as strong men at that level, they don't know that the skills they left behind are flawed?" the woman asked again.

“.!?” Huo Qingkong was speechless.

He has actually suspected this for a long time. The level of vision of transcendent characters is absolutely extremely high. Will they not be able to detect the hidden dangers in the technique?

　　　No one would believe it even if I said it.

 “But why didn’t they pay attention?” Chun Shiqi of Anxiang asked,

"Yes. Why did they ignore it? Why do they let future generations continue to move forward along the wrong path?" Huo Qingkong lowered her head, "Do you know the answer?"

“If you want answers, come to the Yanyun Mountains. Whenever you dare to come, we will give you the truth you want.” Chun Shiqi said softly.

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 In an instant, a ray of blue light illuminated the surrounding darkness.

A green sword light burst out from Huo Qingkong's back and instantly turned into three terrifying spikes. At a completely unimaginable terrifying speed, it spanned a distance of more than ten meters and landed on the three of them.

 The cyan halo illuminates everything, like thunder in the night sky, flashing by.

 After one breath, the halo circulates and flies back.

 The whole process was like a long whip, the green light flew out, split into three rays, closed again, and returned.

 Everything is calm.

Chun Shiqi and the other two stood there blankly. She opened her mouth and murmured, trying to make another sound.

 But it was too late.

 “Instant prison.” She struggled to squeeze out two words. "Why."

“Boring.” Huo Qingkong released his grip on the sword hilt and turned around to leave.

 “I gave you time to speak, but unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it.”

 With a flash of green light, the others had disappeared.

 The three people were left with the Yuan Seal shining brightly on their chests. There were two three-seals and one five-seal.

 Especially the Five Seals, this level is enough to serve as a senior deacon in the four sects.

Without any sound, the flesh of the three people's clothes quickly dissolved, turning into wisps of colorful clouds and flying away.

 In a blink of an eye, there were only three sets of clothes and weapons left on the spot.

Not long after, a figure appeared here silently, squatting down and looking at the original position of the three people.

 “It’s so murderous. It’s a pity that Spring Seventeen”

"How strong is Huo Qingkong? Even Chun Shiqi can be killed in an instant. This is at least three levels higher than her." Another person's strange voice came from the forest.

“Almost all of Spring Seventeen’s Yuan Seals are on the defensive route. The protection of five seals will be instantly killed, at least the pure offensive Yuan Seals of eight seals must be superimposed.” The figure sighed.

“There is still a possibility of compounding the Yuan Yin.” The voice deep in the forest said solemnly.

"No matter what, the negotiation has broken down, so prepare to cut him off completely." The figure said.

"It's very difficult. He must have a life-saving thing on him given by the old guy from the Holy Spirit of the Faceless Sword Sect."

"When the time comes when we join forces, we can't give him any more time to grow. Since we can't pull him away, we'll deal with it."

"good"

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At this moment, a ray of green light was like lightning, spanning hundreds of meters in an instant, and bursting out from the forest in the distance.

The speed of the green light was too fast, not purely in terms of speed, but in the consciousness of the two of them, time became strangely faster.

Mingming just saw the green light light up, and the next moment, it was already in front of him.

‘Instant prison! ? Huo Qingkong didn’t leave! ? ’

 Boom!

 Suddenly, the green light and red light in the pine forest collided violently.

 Ten seconds later.

With a calm expression on his face, Huo Qingkong slowly walked out of the pine forest, as if nothing had happened, he jumped into the air and flew towards the Yuheng Sect.

Behind him, deep in the pine forest, there were two more mysterious humanoid black robes.

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 Early in the morning on the second day.

 Competitors from the four factions have already arrived at the venue.

Li Chengyi followed Bai He, who was in high spirits and had not fallen asleep at all, to Linquan Palace, the venue of the competition.

The Linquan Palace of the Yuheng Sect is a competition venue used here all year round to resolve disputes internally.

 The circular protective fire walls are combined one layer at a time to form a multi-layered composite array with extremely strong protection.

On the circular gray-white field, after everyone gathered, the head of the Yuheng Sect came out to speak first.

 The sect leader is a cold and beautiful woman with long white hair and an appearance as delicate as a pair of ten.

His name is the same as Wumian. No matter what he was called before, after becoming the leader of the clan, he needs to refer to himself by a fixed name.

 Hence the clan leader’s name is also called Yuheng.

 (End of this chapter)