Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Why were they so excited about causing trouble for the Ghost Demon Pavilion? Apart from the reason that Lu Ming was due to family conflicts, another reason was that the chief steward He Qianqu said that there would be rewards for collecting heads, and that the treasures found would not have to be handed over to the owner.

How could they not be happy? They had made a lot of money thanks to the Guisha Pavilion gang.

The two of them hurried to make arrangements and then waited quietly for midnight to arrive.

That night.

In the Yunshan Inn, five people gathered around a round table, looking through the map of the Seventh Heaven.

"Look here, how about this place called Xuanling Gorge?" Fu Ling'er pointed to a place in the middle of the map.

In the mountains, a broad river was seen running like a giant dragon. The floating light and shadows on the river on the map looked majestic and the water was swift, as if the sound of the waves was deafening and the pulse of the earth was beating.

Right in the middle of the river, there is a place called Xuanling Gorge, which is like a jade belt with a knot, and the location of this knot is Xuanling Gorge.

There are many different opinions about the legend of Xuanling Gorge. One of them is that a great battle of might and power once took place here. The power of both sides was so strong that the whole gorge was torn apart, the river was cut off, and the geology changed dramatically, eventually forming the present Xuanling Gorge.

Another theory is that a violent earthquake occurred in the riverbed, causing the earth's crust to bulge upward under the action of powerful forces, leading to the river's change of course and the formation of the canyon.

No matter which statement is true, it casts a veil of mystery over Xuanling Gorge, making people full of curiosity and imagination about it.

"Look, this ring-like location upstream of Xuanling Gorge is flat and has a large area, which is perfect for practicing Qiankun Palace. It is surrounded by a surging river and has several small rivers flowing through it. When the time comes, we can decorate it well and it will definitely be a good place to live. The wide river can just isolate it from the prying eyes of outsiders. What do you think?"

"It is indeed a good place with the right time and location," Wanqi Yuan was the first to nod in agreement. Putting aside his filter for Ling'er, he also liked Xuanling Gorge very much in terms of the environment.

"I think it's good too. Look, about three hundred miles downstream from Xuanling Gorge is Da'an City, and eight hundred miles upstream is Shaping City. A hundred or so miles to the left over the mountains is Qingshui Town. To the right is a dense primitive forest, which is a great place for training. Don't mention it, Sister Ling, you really know how to choose a place. I like it too." Xiao Zi said.

"Yes, yes, Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, let's choose this. I'll go to the river to see if there's anything to eat. I'll prepare a fish feast for you," Bai Yu said, staring at the jade belt with floating light and shadow.

"Okay, then we've made it a deal. Our next stop will be the Central Region," Fu Ling'er made the final decision. She put away the map on the table and sent a few people to rest.

The study in Guisha Pavilion was quiet. Only Lu Zhihai was standing by the window, staring at Xiuyun City outside.

The sky was shrouded in darkness, and the originally bright city became increasingly darker. Only the lanterns on the flags in front of the restaurants on the streets were still swaying, adding a touch of warmth to the dark and cold night.

Lu Zhihai quietly waited for the arrival of midnight, as if only the darkest darkness at this moment could cover up the dirtiest evil. When the sun rose, the warm sunlight shone on him, and he was still the king who stood proudly and looked down at all living beings.

Suddenly, Lu Zhihai turned around, his face grim and his whole body exuding an indescribable murderous aura.

"Rongtai, let's go,"

"Yes, Master," the attendant waiting outside the door responded immediately, and then he quickly left the house with the sound of "thump thump thump".

At this time, in the front yard, a group of people in black night clothes were standing in neat rows. Their postures were as straight as pine trees. Everyone had his face covered, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes, exuding a heart-pounding murderous aura.

These hundred masters have all been rigorously trained, and are all assassins carefully cultivated by the Ghost Demon Pavilion. At this moment, everyone holds a cold and gleaming weapon in their hands, be it a sword, a knife, or a gun. Under the reflection of the fire, they flash with a cold light, as if telling of the strength and determination of their masters, just waiting to go out with the Pavilion Master to kill everyone.

"Master," Rongtai, who was standing at the front of the hundred people, nodded immediately when he saw Lu Zhihai coming, indicating that they would set off immediately.

Lu Zhihai waved his arm, as if waving a huge flag, and a powerful force gushed out. The barrier that originally covered the courtyard was torn open by an invisible big hand and slowly opened.

Just as Rongtai and the others were about to fly out of the wall, suddenly, a crisp sound of metal collision was heard in the darkness.

"Clang,"

The sound was like a flash of lightning in the night sky, breaking the silence of the night and making everyone's heart tighten.

"Who are you? Stop hiding and come out!" Rongtai shouted, pretending to be calm.

"Tsk!" A disdainful sneer suddenly came from the darkness, as if mocking and despising Lu Zhihai and the others. Then, dozens of figures dressed in black and covered with black cloth rushed in from all directions like ghosts, and instantly surrounded Lu Zhihai and the others.

These people came with great force, and it was obvious that they were well prepared. They didn't say a word, and they didn't even bother to say anything harsh, and they just started to attack, not giving Rongtai and the others any time to negotiate.

"Not good," Lu Zhihai was shocked when he saw this. He immediately realized that these people were coming for them. He didn't have time to think about it, and quickly drew his sword to meet the enemy, while shouting angrily,

"Who are you? How dare you offend the Ghost Demon Pavilion? You are courting death."

He Qianqu, Lu Ming and Wu Lexian hid in the darkness without saying a word, and they all aimed at Lu Zhihai behind the crowd.

They ignored Lu Zhihai's questioning and attacked him at the same time, waving their weapons like a storm. Lu Zhihai's pupils shrank slightly. He felt that the offensive of these people was very strong and unstoppable.

He did not dare to be careless, and immediately sent a message to Rongtai to disperse the enemy. He had more people, so he used human wave tactics to defeat them one by one. At the same time, he was thinking about who these people were? Who had he offended recently? After racking his brains, he really couldn't think of anyone who would dare to take the initiative to kill the gate of Guisha Pavilion.

He had only had a conflict with Xuanyuan Palace recently, but Xuanyuan Palace only dared to make minor moves and could not cause any splash at all.

Could it be Xuanyuan Palace? Lu Zhihai's eyes were deep, and he suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind. At the moment, killing the provocateur was the most important thing.

In a flash, Lu Zhihai drew out a long sword like lightning and stabbed it diagonally towards He Qianqu who was swinging it.