Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

In the sunset by the Luanshui River, the evening grass connects to the green sky, and a pot of wine reminds me of our meeting.

The Luanshui River is the longest river in Youzhou. It starts from the Youluan Mountains, the largest mountain range in Youzhou, and flows eastward into the East China Sea. For thousands of years, it has nurtured countless Youzhou people on both sides of the river. The locals call it the Mother River.

Yuzhangyuan is a large canyon in the upper reaches of the Luanshui River, located in the mountains dozens of miles away from Cangbo City. There are cliffs on both sides of the river. The water at the bottom of the valley is quiet and deep, and the river is turbulent at the entrance. At this time, there is a person standing on each top of the cliff on both sides, standing in the wind and looking at each other from a distance.

"Brother Murong, why did you ask me to come to your Youzhou?" A man on the southern peak, wearing a black and gold robe with a double collar, a Ghost Douluo sword on his waist, and a layer of light black mist covering his body, spoke first.

"Palace Master Yang, you and I have known each other for decades. I asked you to come here today because I want to do a business with you!" A man in his forties with eyebrows like spring silkworms, cold eyes, but only one eye, spoke from the top of the northern peak.

"Your Murong family is the largest righteous force in Youzhou, and I am just a small demon sect. What business can we do between us?" Palace Master Yang's voice was half-smile, and his expression could not be seen.

"With the appearance of Xuantian Pavilion, the world of cultivation, which has been peaceful for a thousand years, is surging with undercurrents. Doesn't Palace Master Yang want to do something with this? As local lords, you and I, if we don't make preparations early, will only be annihilated in the turbulence. Whether we rise like the Ji family a thousand years ago, or disappear like the Xuantian Dao, it all depends on you and me!" said the one-eyed man dimly.

The man on the top of South Peak fell into silence for a long time before finally saying:

"Let's talk business!"

"I want you to pass through Youzhou and go to Yingzhou to kill a few people!"

"who?"

"The guardian of the Ji family ancestral hall and the six accompanying dragon soul guards!" said the one-eyed man in a heavy tone.

"Sorry, I can't do that. I know the strength of my Lonely Soul Demon Palace very well. Master Murong, please find someone else!"

Palace Master Yang was about to leave after saying this.

"I have obtained the Holy Bones of the Demon Emperor for you, and the guardian of the Ji family's ancestral hall was seriously injured!" The head of the Murong family said confidently.

"The Holy Bones of the Demon Emperor? How did you know that?" Palace Master Yang was confused, as this was the secret of the demon world.

"The Murong family has its own channels!"

"We know that the Ming Demon Sect has retrieved the Demon Emperor's Sacred Bones from Manghuang and is on the way back, so we have made some preparations for our cooperation! I have sent people to kill the people from various factions in Yingzhou who went to Lingxu Mountain in Manghuang. The disguises were done by the Ming Demon Sect. The people from the Ming Demon Sect will not be able to leave Yingzhou in the short term!"

The head of the Murong family seemed a little proud.

"Are you sure that the people of the Ji family are seriously injured?" asked Palace Master Yang.

"We are only sure that the guardian of the Ji Family Ancestral Hall was seriously injured, but we are not sure about the other six Dragon Soul Guards!"

"How did you know such a confidential matter of the Ji family?"

"Palace Master Yang, this matter has nothing to do with our cooperation!" The head of the Murong family seemed a little angry.

"Since you want to pull out the tiger's whiskers, you have to think it over carefully. If the Ji family causes trouble for me, I won't bear it for you!" Palace Master Yang said.

"If you help me get the Holy Bones of the Demon Emperor, I guarantee that the six Dragon Soul Guards will be killed without a doubt. As for the guardians of the ancestral hall, it depends on the accuracy of your intelligence. I will use all my strength to kill them. Please don't let me down, Master Murong!" After saying that, Palace Master Yang disappeared at the top of Nanfeng Mountain.

At the top of North Peak, a purple light flashed, and a hunchbacked old man appeared behind the head of the Murong family.

"Master, can the Lonely Ghost Palace be trusted?"

The head of the Murong family had a serious face.

"I don't know either. When the Demon Shadow Guard came back, his demon god was dispersed. He only said that he was dispersed during the battle with the guardian of the Ji Family Ancestral Hall. So I guess the guardian of the Ji Family Ancestral Hall must have been seriously injured. The Demon Shadow Guard is a strong man with a lifespan of 500 years!"

"What should we do about the Demon Emperor's holy bones? Send people to Yingzhou?" said the hunchbacked old man.

"Stupid, how can we participate in this matter head-on? Inform the Great Elder to contact the Shadow Hall. I am willing to hand over the Qiankun Jade Pendant, but I want the Demon Emperor's Sacred Bone in exchange!"

"But, Master, isn't that the young lady's engagement gift?" the hunchbacked old man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"What kind of marriage is this? It's been more than ten years, and no one knows whether he is alive or dead. Besides, Ji Qingfeng is the head of the family now, so what's the point of this marriage? The Dark Shadow Hall is eyeing us covetously. Since they got the Qiankun Jade Pendant, the Dark Shadow Hall has never taken their eyes off the Murong family. Although I have never met them, I have always felt like I was sitting on pins and needles for so many years! I will take this opportunity to give the Qiankun Jade Pendant to the Dark Shadow Hall. We will have one less threat. That thing is of no use to my Murong family."

"But why has the Shadow Hall been wanting to get it for more than ten years?" Patriarch Murong was very puzzled.

For so many years, Murong Lunbo has not found out what the Qiankun Jade Pendant is used for. He even suspects that the disappearance of Ji Qingyun from the Ji family might be related to the Qiankun Jade Pendant. However, this is just his random guess without any evidence.

Over the past decade, the Shadow Hall has had countless contacts with the Murong family, and all kinds of conditions have been discussed, all for the sake of the Qiankun Jade Pendant. So Murong Lunbo sometimes suspected that Ji Qingyun's original gift of the Qiankun Jade Pendant as a child marriage was a conspiracy, a conspiracy to divert trouble. He was also always afraid that the Shadow Hall would use any means to seize it, but more than a decade has passed, and there has been no movement. Murong Lunbo had no idea that in the battle with Ji Qingyun thirteen years ago, the Shadow Hall was severely damaged, and only three and a half of the thirteen hall masters were left, otherwise how could his Murong family have enjoyed more than a decade of peace.

"But master, the engagement has not been cancelled yet. Will you be with the Ji family in the future?" The hunchbacked old man interrupted Murong Rongbo's thoughts.

"Follow the order. The Madam and the Miss must not know about this!"

"Ok!"

"Head of the family?" The hunchbacked old man hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Murong Rongbo was not displeased at all. It seemed that the hunchbacked old man had a very close relationship with him.

"The young lady secretly left home with her Shadow Guard Mu Wanqian, and it seems that she went to Yingzhou!"

"Nonsense! Send someone to look for him!"

Murong Rongbo lost his previous calmness and was filled with anger. He loved his daughter very much, even spoiled her. He was very angry when he heard that his daughter had run away from home.

"Okay!" said the hunchbacked old man and prepared to leave.

"Wait, at this critical moment, the Murong family cannot appear in Yingzhou, otherwise the Ji family will suspect that we have killed their people. Notify Xue Ji and protect the young lady in secret!"

“But Xue Ji…” When the hunchbacked old man saw that the patriarch did not react, he disappeared with a flash of purple light.

Murong Yanbo looked at the mountains, the abyss, and the surging Luanshui River!

He laughed loudly and said, "Haha, a thousand years is a cycle, who will be the leader this time? The Ji family? The Demonic Sect? Or my Murong family?"

The voice echoed among the mountains and rivers, but the person had disappeared.

Not long after, at the bottom of Yuzhang Abyss, in the center of the water, a dark green light suddenly broke through the water. Upon closer inspection, it was found that there were actually two people.

An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, and a young girl with green fairy hair on her head, wearing a purple light dress - they are actually the old immortal master and the storyteller girl. Aren’t they in Manghuang?

"Grandpa, they are so bad!"

"The world of cultivation has been peaceful for too long. They are like flowers growing in a greenhouse. How can they know what real wind and rain are like?"

“Human hearts are greedy and hard to predict!” sighed the old immortal master.

"But what should we do next? Help the Ji family?"

"Let's take a closer look. Grandpa can't see through it either. The sky and the stars are already in chaos. We can't interfere at will. Once we are deeply involved in it, it will be difficult to escape when the real catastrophe comes!"

"Grandpa, do you want to try again with your divine divination?"

"You can predict the secrets of heaven, but you can't see through the hearts of people in the world! Let's go and continue to look for the child of destiny and that..."

The figures of the old man and the young also disappeared into Yuzhangyuan.