How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

"Although 'Xiaoshanqing' is a famous sword, it is not impossible to break it," Zhenji saw him in pain, and couldn't help saying, "It's just that Wei Xiaomo is in the same situation as you, so..."

"It's almost the same!" Chen Cang was a little angry, "They are all people who have opened nine spiritual veins innately, how could they understand my pain!"

Zhenji smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Although Wei Xiaomo has nine spiritual veins, they were not born with it."

*

After going down Chunhui Peak this day, Shen Xitang turned his head and walked towards Weilou Peak.

Since she promised Wei Xiaomo to go today, she took the golden fruit, thinking of making up for some of his cultivation.

When she got to the bottom of Weilou Peak, she almost turned her head to ninety degrees.

The "danger" of Weilou Peak is indeed well-deserved. Seeing the fog above it, it is like a fairyland.

This is too tall!

This thing looks like it will be exhausted from climbing the mountain every day, since ancient times, there has been a road to the peak of the dangerous building, right?

But now that she knows how to control the sword, she doesn't have to find a way down the mountain, she can fly up directly.

The higher it went, the thicker the fog became. Shen Xitang could only fly forward against the fog and stopped on a cliff.

Looking around, Shen Xitang felt that he might have lost his way.

She pondered for a moment, took out a piece of cloud and sent a message to Wei Xiaomo, intending to call for help outside the venue.

Shen Xitang: I went to the peak of the dangerous building.

Shen Xitang: But I seem to have lost my way.

Wei Xiaomo: You wait where you are, I'll be there in a moment.

After a while, Shen Xitang saw him coming out from the depths of the fog.

Wei Xiaomo was born handsome, and he likes to wear white clothes. He walked out of the mist with the bones of a fairy, falling out of the dust.

"Come up with me," Wei Xiaomo held her hand, "It's already foggy above the dangerous building peak, and I got lost many times when I first came here."

Thinking that even people like Wei Xiaomo lost their way, Shen Xitang felt relieved.

Sure enough, she wasn't alone getting lost.

They said they couldn't find it, but in fact Shen Xitang was not far from Wei Xiaomo's residence.

...she was actually quite curious.

Sword Master Weilou has spent so many years on this Weilou Peak, so there must be a lot of things in the place where he lives.

Shen Xitang thought of his original home, the house was full of all kinds of things of his own, and the more time passed, the more he focused on accumulating over time.

But when he actually saw the door of the residence, Shen Xitang froze.

This is too simple!

It was not the first time she had seen the peak master's residence, but although the peak masters Ruan Xiaozhen and Chen Fujing were not extravagant and wasteful, their residences were also very humane.

Chen Fujing wears a tiger as a decoration, while Ruan Xiaozhen prefers the star knife...

As for Wei Xiaomo, there is really only one "room".

It's just that her mood disappeared immediately after stepping into the door of that room.

The scenery in front of her changed suddenly, as if the stars had changed, and the fields had changed dramatically.

The breeze blows, and the lake surface is shimmering. There are endless crimson flowers beside the lake, which are connected with the reflection in the lake, as if covering the sky and blotting out the sun.

But it can't cover the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Wei Xiaomo took her hand, tipped his toes, and his clothes fluttered, and a beautiful line was drawn from the Red Flower Lake, and Shi Shiran landed in the pavilion.

There is a stone table in the pavilion, the tea on the table has just been boiled, and there is a familiar sword tassel hanging under the eaves.

It was the one she gave him.

It is undoubtedly beautiful here.

Shen Xitang looked around, but suddenly discovered something strange.

Quiet.

It's too quiet here, so quiet that there seems to be only one person left between the sky and the earth.

"Do you usually... live here?" Shen Xitang asked tentatively, "Would it be a little boring?"

"It's not bad," Wei Xiaomo obviously knew what she was asking, "Every day is just practicing swords and cultivating. If it is too noisy, I'm afraid I will lose my heart."

He raised his hand, and immediately tore away the barriers around him.

Then the safflower swayed, the water on the lake became colorful, and everything in the world regained its sound.

Shen Xitang looked at him in astonishment.

But Wei Xiaomo smiled: "But my heart is to do whatever I want. Now I want to hear it, and you want to hear it too. It doesn't matter if you remove the barrier."

After speaking, he raised his hand: "Please."

Shen Xitang sat down as promised, but his eyes fell on the sword tassels under the eaves.

"That," Shen Xitang pointed to Jiansui, "I saw that you haven't brought it recently, and thought you had lost it."

Wei Xiaomo laughed: "I put it there because I was afraid of losing it."

He practiced martial arts every day, and he was going to guard the ghost domain. After much deliberation, he still left Jiansui in the house.

It's like some kind of concern.

"A lot of things have happened during this period, so it's okay for us to review it a little bit." Wei Xiaomo's eyes were gentle, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."

If you want to ask, there are many!

Shen Xitang suddenly recovered.

Although everyone is in the same sect, there is actually not much time for actual communication, and it is even rarer to be able to face and talk well like this.

"I'm a little curious about the "Summary of Spiritual Ghosts," Shen Xitang picked the closest one, "I wanted to ask about it on Chunhui Peak, but because [Chu Rong] was accidentally opened, I put it on hold. gone."

""Summary of Spiritual Ghosts" was indeed written by Zhenji, and the content inside is indeed the experience gained through the blood of previous generations." Wei Xiaomo pushed the brewed tea in front of her and explained.

"Because those people were all killed by pillow silence."

Shen Xitang was shocked when he heard this sentence.

"Pillow Silence is formed by the aggregation of evil thoughts in the world, and it is almost omniscient and omnipotent." Wei Xiaomo looked into the vast mist, "In the end, 'Weaving Dreams and Asking Heart' could hurt him, and it was all because of his own evil thoughts backlashing himself. .”

"But at that time, I hadn't joined the Wanglingxian Sect, so I really didn't understand many things."

It is rare for Wei Xiaomo to talk so much, and this incident must have had a great impact on Wangling Xianzong. Shen Xitang continued to ask: "Then you...are you really born with nine spirit veins all over the world?"

She had heard about it from many places, but still wanted to confirm it from him.

Also, confirm another thing.

"It's true that I'm not born with nine spirit veins, but only six spirit veins." Wei Xiaomo didn't feel inferior at all because of his own insufficiency, "It's all thanks to the support of the master to be able to enter the mountain gate."

"Then," Shen Xitang was a little curious, "How was your cultivation when you entered the mountain gate?"

"At that time, I already had nine spiritual veins?" Wei Xiaomo explained, "I opened nine spiritual veins myself before I went up to the mountain to practice."

Shen Xitang: ...

Shen Xitang: ...? ? ?

Shen Xitang:! ! !

Self-drive? !

How on earth did this person say such a difficult thing so easily?

Spiritual veins are basically seven-point days destined to rely on hard work, and some of Shen Xitang's full-scale nine-point spiritual veins are naturally raised, and God chases them to feed them, so they are very strong!

But people like Wei Xiaomo, who have obtained nine spiritual veins by relying on their own cultivation before they have a teacher, are even more terrifying.

God doesn't give you food, so you chase after God to beg for food, right?