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"The efficiency of the holy land is fast. In less than half a month, the whereabouts of the Jiulong Mountains were found. However, the current situation is somewhat different from what I have planned. Why do those casual cultivators also get news and go to the Valley of Love. Who leaked the location of the Jiulong Mountains? In addition to the Holy Land, do casual cultivators also have superb Qi-Houting Masters?"

Qin Yun couldn't figure this out until he finished drinking. Since he couldn't figure it out, Qin Yun simply didn't want to, and turned to laugh and said, "I didn't expect that Ji Xian'er, a little girl, would care a lot about me. It can be seen that my charm is not ordinary. If I really kidnapped the little fairy of the Ji family, I don't know if the Ji family will mobilize the power of the entire clan to come to the ground. I will never stop."

At the second update, the waiter was about to close, and found that Qin Yun had already disappeared. On the table, in addition to a pile of peanut shells, there were also a few Yuanqi stones. He smiled and put away the Yuanqi stones, thinking to himself that after drinking the wine for half a month, the rewards from the immortal could make him marry a wife, and he could also marry a yellow-flowered daughter. No matter where Qin Yun went and when he left, in his opinion, it was normal for the immortal to come and go without a trace.

At the junction of Jingzhou and Dongzhou, there is a bottomless valley surrounded by mountains, lush trees, clear springs and flowing water, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and at first glance, it is so beautiful.

Looking down from the sky, the valley is like a giant dragon lingering on the ground, winding and twisting, distant and deep. This ancient name was the Valley of Love, and I don’t know how many infatuated men and women were buried. It is said that men and women who are unwilling tolerated in this life will be able to live and die in the next life, and will be old until old. Therefore, the Valley of Love is named.

But who knows that the nine Yin dragon veins of this Valley of Love is surrounded by, and the souls of the dead can only wander in the valley, and they cannot even be reincarnated. It is a pity. If the men and women in this Valley of Love is written into a story, it will definitely be the listener who is sad, and the listener will cry.

Qin Yun stepped on the flying sword and rushed to the starry night. After five days and five nights, he finally arrived at the Valley of Infatuation. Looking at the bottomless demon abyss below, his mind was shocked. Qin Yun didn't understand why the infatuated man and woman had to jump from here. Is it so attractive?

He even suspected that this legend was deliberately created by someone who was interested, causing monks to come to die one after another. As for the purpose, Qin Yun had no way to know it yet.

On the cliff of the valley, a stone tablet was erected, with the three words "Fantasy Valley" written on it. I don't know which monk wrote it. Each word exudes a sense of desolation. Every word can be said to be heartbroken, as if these three words were formed by countless unjust souls in the deep valley, telling their sad and sad stories, which are breathtaking.

When Qin Yun arrived, disciples of major sects and many casual cultivators had already come, but none of them came to the holy lands.

Logically speaking, the first major holy places to learn the news, and they could not act slower than these casual cultivators. If they had entered the valley long ago, people would have sent outside the valley to facilitate the reception. So late, they were obviously not in a hurry, or they had other plans.

According to the content on Ji Xian'er's jade slip, Qin Yun had a little guess. Ji Xian'er must have known some secrets that he didn't know. It's really hard for him to go through this infatuated valley alone.

With a snap, Qin Yun picked up a clean place, sat on a stone, and took out a yellowed gourd from the storage bag. If other monks saw it, they would definitely think it was a rare treasure. However, if it were mortals, they knew best that this gourd was not a magic weapon at all, it was just a gourd containing wine.

After pulling out the plug, there was a pleasant fragrance inside. This wine was the Du Kang wine in Wang Tongtian's small hotel. When the eight elders of the Si family fought with Wang Tongtian, because they used the seal formation, only the small hotel was destroyed, and the underground wine cellar was safe and sound.

Qin Yun originally wanted to go back and see if the old man Wang Tongtian was still alive, but he saw a corpse. After burying Wang Tongtian's body, Qin Yun bowed three times. Although the two met for a while, they had become friends who forgot their ages. He should bow three times.

After drinking a big mouthful, Du Kang brought a bitterness since that day. Qin Yun couldn't help but look at the monks in the distance. Before the Si family arrived, he swore in front of Wang Tongtian's tomb that he would kill the eight elders of the Si family and sacrifice the spirit of the dead in heaven.

In the distance, some monks finally couldn't stand their nature, relied on their strength, jumped into the valley of infatuation.

The valley of infatuation was deep and the monk jumped down like a big rock, falling straight down. After a long time, there was no echo. It was quiet, surprisingly quiet. Everyone stared at the breath holding their breath, thinking of waiting for the following text, but there was no following text in the end.

People began to speculate whether the monk who jumped down was dead or alive. Some people guessed that he must have died, because there were no one who jumped out of the Valley of Infatuation, and the monk could not be spared.

Some people objected that there was a Mahayana cemetery in the valley. Maybe someone could enter it by chance, which would be a great fortune.

Qin Yun was very disdainful of this statement. If the Mahayana cemetery was so easy to break into, the holy places would not have come so late.

"Wow, what a delicious wine." At this time, a man and a woman flew behind Qin Yun. The man was tall and strong, with a beard and a blue dress. He could tell at a glance that he was a big and thick man. But this man hugged a petite female cultivator. The woman was pretty and shorter than the man. Her soft figure seemed to be unable to withstand the man's snatch.

These two people came from the void, and their cultivation had obviously reached the throne of the wind, far above Qin Yun.

The two of them landed. The petite woman smiled at Qin Yun, bowed to Qin Yun, and apologized: "Sorry, fellow Taoist, my husband is so kind by nature. He can't control himself when he smells the fragrance of wine. I hope fellow Taoist will forgive me."

The thick man next to him also smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, it's not that I can't control myself, but that the wine of fellow Taoist is so fragrant that I smelled it thirty miles away."

Qin Yun wanted to laugh when he heard this. He didn't expect that there would be someone in the cultivation world to be so greedy for wine, so he threw the wine gourd in his hand and said, "I don't know if Qin Yun is the name of Gao, which sect is the cultivator of which sect?"

The thick man took the wine gourd, gurgled and drank several times, and he drank half of Du Kang, who had a gourd.

"Ha." He snorted with a refreshing tone. The man wiped his mouth with his hands and said with satisfaction: "Fellow Taoist laughed. I am Guo Jing, Wang Rui, a disciple of the Jingzhou Medicinal Food Sect, but now the Medicinal Food Sect no longer exists, so I have become casual cultivators. This time I came here to explore the Mahayana cemetery to see if there is any opportunity."

"So that's it. Qin is also a casual cultivator. If you don't mind, you will sit down first. The dangers in the valley of infatuation may not be the first opportunity. As the saying goes, it is better to come early than to come by. It depends on the opportunity for this opportunity to become an immortal."

Although what the two said was not the truth, as we all know, the danger in the Valley of Infatuation was extremely dangerous. If the two were really Taoist couples, how could Wang Jing take his Taoist couple to risk together? Unless there is a major reason, it would be less simple to make a breakthrough. But he didn't care whether there was no secret or a chance meeting, why bother asking the bottom line.

"Brother Qin said very much. Let's drink it here first. I just don't know if Brother Qin's wine is enough."

"A hundred jars of fine wine are enough?" Qin Yun rolled his hands, and a large wine jar that was higher than his knees was held in his hand. He untied the mud, and the fragrance of wine came from the jar. "Forty years of yellow wine, the locals called the daughter Hong, which was the wine that my daughter drank when she got married, and it was very fragrant."

"Hahaha, Wang Jing's daughter was red. He picked up the one-meter-high wine jar with one hand and poured it into his mouth. He looked like an old cow drinking water, not tasting the wine, just for the sake of enjoyment. Wang Rui, who was beside him, stared at the eyes of a wide open, and his anger and helplessness coexisted, but he had no choice but to treat him as an official. "The older this woman is, the less anyone wants it, but the longer this wine is, the more people grab it, the better it is, and it is good wine."

The two were drinking, and another group of people entered the Valley of Love in the distance. Wang Jing pointed to the group of people and said, "Did Qin Yun see that those ten people are masters from Jingwumen in Jingzhou, and their cultivation is above the Fengyu, so they can be said to have all the masters."

"But there are so many masters who can come out of it." Qin Yun couldn't help but sigh, "Is it worth sacrificing so many masters for a vague opportunity to become an immortal?" He couldn't help but wonder, and he also picked up a large jar of wine and poured it on.

"Some things are not as simple as you think. I heard that Jing Wumen has suffered a lot of crises recently. The only elder in the sect, the lifespan of the sect, has ended, and several sects around him are eyeing him. If they don't give up this time, they will not be able to escape the end of being wiped out sooner or later."

"So that's it. I didn't expect that Brother Wang's news was so well-informed that he even knew these things."

"We are already casual cultivators, and there is a lack of magic weapons and pills. If the information is not clearer, how can our cultivation improve? Look there again." Wang Jing pointed to another mountain again, "That is the people from Tianyin Sect and Dahu Sect. The two sects share a spiritual vein, and water and fire are incompatible. Not long ago, Wu Zhong from Dahu Sect also killed Sun Qian, the proud disciple of Tianyin Sect because he snatched a master of Qi-watching with Tianyin Sect. The two sects have reached a state of dying."

Qin Yun looked in the direction Wang Jing pointed. Sure enough, on the top of the mountain, there were thirty or forty disciples from two sects stationed. The typod of people wearing white clothes had the words "Tianyin" written on it. No need to look at it, the typod of people wearing gorgeous clothes was naturally from the Dahu Sect.

With Qin Yun's strength, he could clearly see that the two groups of people glared at each other and had to take action at any time.

Qin Yun was about to say something, but the golden light shone on the hill over there, and the two groups of people finally couldn't bear it and started to fight.

(Some people say that if a person dies, he will weigh 21 grams less, and this weight is the weight of the soul)
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