Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Yiquan Peak is an inconspicuous little peak among the Manghuang Mountains, but it is very famous; because although this peak is small, it is very strange: there is no grass growing on it, and there is a waterfall on the top.

The appearance of Yiquan Peak is like half a hill leaning on a boulder. The soil of the hill is not the black loess of Manghuang, but gray in color. Rather than soil, it is more like ashes! There is also a rumor that it is the ashes of something, because no plants grow there at all; but there is a pool of water on the top of the hill, a round pool, the water is clear and sweet, and there is a spring in the pool, which gushes continuously. The water flows down along a channel on the boulder that the hill leans against, forming a hanging waterfall. Because there is no life on this peak, it is regarded as an ominous place by the ancient tribes of Manghuang. Although the water in the pool is clear and the hanging waterfall is beautiful, few people come here.

It was night, the moon was setting in the west, the wind was clear and the moon was cold. There were two people beside the pool on the top of the mountain. One of them was sitting cross-legged, his whole body shrouded in a dark yellow light. The other was standing next to him, not far away. He was wearing a black and green double-collared gown, and had flowing black and white hair. He was playing a long emerald green flute. The sound of the flute was gentle and melodious, and his clothes and long hair were dancing in the breeze and fluttering in the sound of the flute!

After a while, the person sitting cross-legged finished his practice, stood up, looked at the distant mountains at night, and listened to the sad sound of the flute.

The song is over.

"This song is called "The Feelings of the Waning Moon". This feeling and scene are suitable for you!"

The flute player said as he looked at the man standing up beside him, who was wearing a dark yellow single-collared gown with dark patterns.

"It's been a long time since I last heard you play the flute alone. It's been almost a hundred years!"

The man in yellow sighed.

"Yes, we fought side by side, and survived together!"

After saying this, both of them fell silent, as if they were recalling the glorious past years!

"Your injury is almost healed!"

The flute player said as he looked at the energetic man in yellow.

"Thank you for your companionship and protection for so many days. I never thought that you would come to pick me up!"

The man in yellow said calmly.

"The man in the ancestral hall seems to have sensed something. He is worried that someone will take advantage of the situation. He is also not sure whether the Xuantian Dao has saved his mistress in the past five hundred years. So he sent me here again. One is to pick you up, and the other is to let me deal with old monk Wuwang. He is afraid that you will be soft-hearted and spare his life!"

The flute player looked at the flute in his hand and spoke slowly.

"Alas, we are both on the right path. I really don't know why I want to kill Wuwang. I don't want to kill him either. After all, we have fought demons together and walked a night road together!"

It can be seen that the man in yellow feels a little guilty.

"Xuan Hong, it's useless to think too much. After all, you and I don't know what happened back then. At the beginning of Xuan Tian, ​​the man in the ancestral hall was also a little worried about the fate of the Ji family! But..."

Xuan Hong? Ji Xuan Hong! It turns out that the real Shadow Emperor Ji Xuan Hong is still in the Manghuang Mountains!

The flute player seemed to be persuading Ji Xuanhong, but it seemed that he had other ideas!

"My injury has healed. Shall we go back to the Ji family together?"

Ji Xuanhong didn't care but asked.

"Recently there have been rumors in the Manghuang Mountains that there is a precious sea crystal bead in the vast desert. I guess this is his new plan!"

The flute player did not answer, but talked about something else.

"Sea Crystal Pearl? Isn't the Sea Crystal Pearl in the ancestral hall? Who is he targeting this time? Do you think Qingfeng knows about this?"

Ji Xuanhong was a little surprised to hear the news!

The flute player shook his head and said nothing, he really didn't know!

"If Qingfeng doesn't know, and we always bypass him in everything, is it really a good thing for the Ji family?"

I don’t know if Ji Xuanhong was asking me or the flute player next to me.

"The peaceful world of cultivation is quietly changing. It is a test for you, me, Qingfeng and the entire Ji family. We all have to consider how to face this change. But he is different. After all, he is a survivor of that era. He knows things that we don't know, and he also has the right to command us to do things. Sometimes I also wonder, is it right or wrong for us to execute unconditionally like this?"

The flute player looked into the distance, with confusion and doubt in his eyes!

"Okay, let's go. We have the duty to protect the ancestral hall, the responsibility to protect the Ji family, and we are always ready to fight for the Ji family!"

Ji Xuanhong seemed to be reminding, but also seemed to be warning!

"You go back first. It's rare for me to come out, so I'll take a walk around!"

"But if you walk around in the world of cultivation, it will alarm all the major families and sects, and once the Demon Sect knows about it, you will be in danger!"

Ji Xuanhong turned and looked at the person playing the flute.

"No, have you forgotten that I am the Phantom Emperor, ever-changing, with phantoms and illusions? I am me, and I am not me!"

After the flute player finished speaking, the aura around him changed, and a handsome young man in a white gown appeared on the top of Yiquan Peak, holding the emerald green flute in his hand. It seemed that he had a special liking for this flute.

Murong Yanbo would never have thought that he wanted to be the oriole, but the mantis was still in Manghuang! There were even more unexpected things to come...

"Miss, don't go any further north. We have already left Yingzhou. If the master finds out, we will have to go home..."

"Are you annoying? You've been saying the same thing all the way from Youzhou! I've told you that I'm just out for fun this time. I've been cooped up at home all day. I'm almost twenty years old, and I've never left Youzhou!"

"Miss, you can just have fun in Yingzhou. Why are you coming to Manghuang? We've all heard that the Sword Saint Dojo in Manghuang is fake. Why are you going north?"

On an unknown official road in Manghuang, two girls of similar age, in their twenties, were walking and talking.

One of the women was wearing an embroidered Yanluo skirt, with two buns on her head, curved eyebrows and a cherry mouth. Her cheeks were white with a rosy glow, and she was biting a candied haws in her mouth, looking very charming and lovely.

The other one was wearing a black tights, with only her eyes exposed to the air. Why do we say she was a woman? Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of birds singing in the empty mountains, pleasant to the ears.

"Ah, I never thought that the news about the Sword Saint's Dojo was fake, which made us come all the way here. But I heard that although Manghuang is remote and has a bad climate, it has high mountains and steep cliffs, and beautiful scenery. Now that we have come here, why don't we go for a tour?"

The girl called Miss said.

"Miss, let's go back. I'm scared!"

The woman in black is a little anxious!

"What are you afraid of? My father loves me the most. You are my personal bodyguard. I am here to protect you. What are you afraid of? Besides, there is no danger on the way north. My father scares me all the time, saying that people are evil and the devil is rampant. I think those are just excuses he made up to prevent me from coming out!"

This young lady looked like a bird that had been trapped for a long time and was finally set free, looking fearless!

"Also, change these tattered clothes of yours quickly. If you don't, I won't let you follow me. I've been telling you all the way, but you're more stubborn than me!"

"Miss……"

"Stop talking! If you continue, just go back by yourself."

The girl in black wanted to persuade her, but was retorted by the young lady. The two of them went north while playing!