Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The auction that attracted Quan Chang'an's attention ended very quickly. It can be said that after the announcement of the end, the watchmen walked through this street in the middle of the night, and the small building built in the mansion was empty. The surrounding area is even quieter than an old courtyard where ghosts live.

Some Jianghu people with crooked ideas deliberately turned around. Most of them belonged to the group who could not be kicked out for watching the excitement. Therefore, unlike those Jianghu people who left through formal means, they were fortunate to find the real location of the auction venue.

Maybe they were not reconciled, maybe they had malicious intentions, maybe they were fascinated by the glitz of the venue, and foolishly thought that with their own abilities, especially when they came back here afterwards, they thought they could make a big profit, but they didn't expect that even His actions were unexpectedly within the expectations of the forces behind the black market.

The arrival of these people can only prove that all the members of the auction were withdrawn overnight. Those carved beams and painted buildings, those luxury goods, all turned into a wonderful dream, and now they are standing in a small building that is as empty as a haunted house. , The desolate night wind blew over their bodies, and they were cold from head to toe, and they had to return disappointed.

But those who were disappointed were just these greedy people. On the second day, there were many martial arts people in Chang'an City who talked about the grand event last night.

They frantically talked about the rare treasures auctioned in the venue, and they were happy to tell about the famous heroes who were in the same room with them last night.

And last night, the scene where the two peerless swordsmen met for the first time.

The narrator trembled all over and couldn't hide the excitement leaking from his eyes, and the listener was also extremely excited, urging him to recount the scene at that time without revealing anything.

Those who didn't see it with their own eyes looked regretful, as if they regretted why they didn't follow along to join in the fun, while those who saw it with their own eyes seemed to have been beaten to death, wishing to catch someone and talk about the scene at that time.

Because no matter how you think about it, that scene is not something that small people like them can participate in.

Those are the two famous people who brought about the era of Shengxue in white clothes. They are living legends. They were lucky enough to participate in it and get a glimpse of it.

Such an inexplicable craze, along with the population, swarmed and spread throughout the entire city. When someone reacted, everyone around him was already discussing this matter, as if it was a reenactment of the duel at the top of the Forbidden City.

Sensitive people subconsciously feel that something is wrong, but they can only panic alone because they don't have a deep understanding. For a more dramatic effect.

Unknowingly, the once-rejected summit of the Forbidden City and the decisive battle against Yueming seemed to be about to be staged again, and this time even Ouchi let out the rumor that the emperor let go.

Everything seems to be developing in a "good" direction.

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"I don't think that's a good thing!"

Lu Xiaofeng poured the wine into his mouth one gulp at a time, this time there were very few people around him, so few that another person would not stop him from drinking until he was full of alcohol.

After the auction, the few people who had gathered in a hurry scattered again, just like the moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows. They are used to parting, but they also firmly believe that there will be a time to meet again.

Yuan Suiyun returned to an unsigned mansion, where he was waiting for Ji Xianjun's next order, while Huamanlou went back to the small building they had bought in advance, and the old servant of the Hua family brought him many new varieties. The flowers should be watering and pruning happily now, oh yes, there is also the beautiful elf born of peony, she was handed over to Huamanlou by Yuan Suiyun.

Yuan Suiyun said at the time: "Ji Xianjun said that compared to us, Playboy is better able to teach this newborn fairy how to behave."

No one in the audience can refute this, whether it is Chu Liuxiang, who has a messy relationship between men and women, or Yuan Suiyun, who has been hacked once, to teach a newborn flower essence who is not much purer than a baby, it is obvious that they Neither are the best candidates.

Therefore, Huamanlou became the most suitable candidate without hesitation.

However, it is always inconvenient for men and women to be alone, and the current world does not allow it, but fortunately, the flower essence can be transformed into a peony to be served by Huamanlou, and this form is more comfortable for her.

As for the only twists and turns caused by this incident, that is, the old servant of the Hua family would occasionally watch with great concern that his young master would laugh at a pot of extraordinarily gorgeous peony flowers... well, the smile was very attractive!

My dear, can the master and wife wait until the seventh young master gets married?

The old servant anxiously pulled out a beard and grinned in pain.

After that, Sikong Zhaixing wandered around the world again, because Ye Gucheng's predicament was lifted, Lu Xiaofeng discovered after meeting him that some of the troubles in Baiyun City Lord's body had disappeared, so he had to be able to enjoy the world again.

In the end, Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang were left. It was Lu Xiaofeng who first proposed the intention of chatting privately, and did not let Chu Liuxiang leave with Yuan Suiyun.

Everyone else seems so peaceful, but why is it always me who worries about me?

When Lu Xiaofeng drank, he was not only heartbroken, he drank even more sadly and indignantly.

Chu Liuxiang understood very well, so she didn't stop her at all. The table was covered with Lu Xiaofeng's favorite dishes, and she even picked up a goose paw for him.

"You can rest assured that the situation will not get better because of your anxiety, nor will it get worse on purpose."

Moisture brewed in Lu Xiaofeng's bewildered eyes, he said with a half-smile, "Could it be that you know what I'm thinking?"

Chu Liuxiang glanced at him and sighed softly: "I can only say that I have also passed your stage, because Ji Xianjun is really unpredictable."

Lu Xiaofeng answered, "It's like the big villain in the storybook."

Chu Liuxiang said casually, "Just like the mastermind behind the scenes in reality."

The two were silent for a while, and toasted this tacit understanding together.

"Dry--!"

After the sound of the wine glasses colliding, Lu Xiaofeng looked much happier after drinking the wine.

It is undeniable that such an existence as Ji Xianjun has too many doubts in their eyes.

However, what is really entangled is that besides being suspicious, there are more charms that attract their attention.

"To tell you the truth, I want to know this person." Lu Xiaofeng put a goose paw in his mouth, stepped on a chair casually, his piercing eyes showed shrewdness, and said brilliantly: "I always have a feeling that if If you don’t know this person, your life will be in vain.”

Chu Liuxiang offered a respectful cup and agreed, "That's right. Every day since I met him, I feel that my previous life was wasted."

Think about those female ghosts whose bodies are as thin as paper, think about the shock of slaying dragons with swords, think about the ink and wash, which instantly turned into the indescribable emotions that flashed in your mind in a moment of prosperity and prosperity.

Only wonderful, only wonderful can describe the sudden rush of blood rushing to the top of the head, and the uncontrollable eagerness of hands and feet.

As a prodigal son, of course, he will go where there are wonderful things.

He drank the hot spirits in one gulp, the poisonous liquor pierced the intestines and entered the abdomen, burning the root of the tongue sore, but it was fun!readily!Men are such creatures that are deluded by danger.

It's rare for Lu Xiaofeng to meet such a good friend, and after a short exchange, he even exchanged cups and cups, and when the conversation was getting more interesting, the topic changed.

"To be honest, I suspect that Ji Xianjun is not without grounds. According to what you said, not only the Dajinpeng dynasty, but even your mysterious killer organization is under his control. Then I can think that manipulating Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuuxue's duel, is he also?"

In fact, he didn't finish his words. He wanted to say, is there a shadow of this person behind the matter of King Nan?

But if you think about it, it should be impossible. According to the time when Ji Xianjun appeared in the arena, the Jinpeng Dynasty and the killer organization took the initiative to find him, rather than his deliberate planning. It turned out that Suiyun was the one who was calculated by the two parties at the beginning. It was a coincidence that the boy bat who was supposed to be buried in the sea was rescued, which led to a series of plots to frame him.

In contrast, the plan of the Nanwang Mansion is obviously not something that can be formed overnight, and now it is just the right time to start it, if because of the same coincidence, blindly thinking that there is the same person behind the scenes to direct this matter... This brain hole is so big that Lu Xiaofeng will Laugh at yourself for thinking too much.

But he had to care about it.

Lu Xiaofeng restrained his smile, he had a feeling that there must be someone's shadow interspersed in these three seemingly unrelated incidents, but the question is whether this person is Ji Xianjun or not.

There was a sound of "Ding--".

Lu Xiaofeng raised his head and saw Chu Liuxiang withdrawing his fingers from flicking the cup.

Chu Liuxiang is not like other people, who optimistically thinks that he is just thinking wildly. Rather, it just so happens that he actually has similar feelings as himself.

"Ji Xianjun is really a misunderstood guy."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, "Although I haven't met him, I also feel the same way."

The two of them seemed to have reached a certain consensus, Chu Liuxiang narrowed his eyes, and talked about his inner journey in detail.

"I used to think he came from the lonely magic gate hundreds of years ago..."

Starting with this sentence, Lu Xiaofeng heard from him what a man who is as rich as jade and has an extraordinary bearing.

Lu Xiaofeng's expression became more and more exciting following the scenes that Chu Liuxiang uttered, and finally he even slapped the table excitedly, his whole body almost turned into a real eagerness to move.

"I really want to see that mountain spirit that looks like a green dragon! What does the female ghost look like? Is it really as poignant and beautiful as described in the book? There is also a sword realm... Can anyone really imagine the world in a false and real way?"

Chu Liuxiang listened to him with a smile, until Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said regretfully, "I really want to go and see for myself."

Chu Liuxiang poured wine for him, and said, "Before this, I never thought that there would be such a miraculous person in the world."

After thanking Lu Xiaofeng, he picked up the wine glass, sipped it, and said: "Based on this, he doesn't need to waste so much effort, and he can beat ten times with one effort, and there will be no one in the world who is better than him."

Although he didn't know how many senior masters there are in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the martial arts, but the strength is so high that Ji Xianjun is like Ji Xianjun, the number one in the world is no longer what he thinks.

For a person who can do whatever he wants with force, what is the reason for the other party to give up his strengths and instead take it slowly, this is the reason that even Lu Xiaofeng, who is as smart as Lu Xiaofeng, can't imagine.

Chu Liuxiang thought so too at first, and even once regarded Ji Xianjun as some kind of out-of-spec threat, but when someone else said this sentence, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

"Lu Xiaofeng." He said in surprise, "Do you think there are any things that can pose a threat to Ji Xianjun?"

Lu Xiaofeng was still scratching his head, hearing the words, he didn't even want to ask back: "The tree spirit who is hundreds of years old will kill if he says so, who else can be so powerful?"

"Not necessarily," Chu Liuxiang pondered while resting his chin, "I remember... I remember what Grandma Dryad shouted when she died..."

what's going on?

……black……

... black ... demon ...

... Montenegro ... old demon ...

Chu Liuxiang suddenly yelled strangely: "Old Black Mountain Demon!"

Terrified, Lu Xiaofeng spit out his wine, "Ahem...what the hell is your name!" The liquor was all over the place, and a large part of his collar was wet.

"I said Montenegro old demon!"

Regardless of Lu Xiaofeng staring at the stains on his clothes regretfully, Chu Liuxiang grabbed him and said, "Help me find out where there are legends about the old Black Mountain demon. Don't delay, I need it urgently!"

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng gave him a surprise after a little hesitation.

"Actually, I've heard of a mountain, and that mountain's name is Black Mountain. In the past, many upper-body scholars and woodcutters often disappeared on that mountain. Later, a group of monks thought that there were unclean things on the mountain, so they decided to live on the mountain. Building temples and suppressing demons and demons. In the beginning, no one disappeared in the nearby villages, so the incense flourished a lot, but the good times didn't last long..."

I don't know exactly what happened, only the believers who went up the mountain to worship found that the monk in the temple died tragically overnight, and the huge Buddha statue in the main hall was stained with blood. The believer who came a little earlier screamed and ran down the mountain on the spot. Whoever came to ask, he shouted a word.

The Montenegrin old demon is eating people!

Afterwards, legends about Montenegro were handed down and passed on from generation to generation by the villages living in the nearby land.

Lu Xiaofeng usually not only likes to eat and drink in big cities, but also occasionally goes to some remote places to hide. This legend was told by an old man in the village by chance when he was hiding in peace.

At that time, the old man told the story to warn some naughty children not to let them go up the mountain. He somehow remembered it. In order to prove the nonsense of the legend, he went down the mountain to have a look, and then found that the whole mountain was made of black soil. of.

He thought that this might be the real origin of the name of Black Mountain. As for the legend of monsters eating people, basically every remote village has a similar story handed down, so it is not worth making a fuss about.

But I didn't expect that just after he finished speaking, Chu Liuxiang hurriedly asked: "Where's the address? Do you remember how to get there?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Don't worry, tell me what you think of first!"

Chu Liuxiang frowned, he was fascinated by Ji Xianjun's strength all the time, but he forgot that the world is so big, there are such unreasonable existences as Ji Xianjun, there are naturally other unexpected monsters.

Like female ghosts, tree spirits, mountain spirits, these things he once thought were supernatural, haven't they already slapped him in the face now?

"I suddenly thought..."

He said solemnly, "Is the world we live in more dangerous than we think it is?"

"Among the man-eating monsters, are there creatures as unpredictable as Ji Xianjun?"

Lu Xiaofeng heard his subtext, and his face quickly turned pale.

No one can guarantee that monsters will be friendly.

There are pure and beautiful flower spirits, but there are also bloodthirsty and cruel monsters.

After all, in the anecdotes from ancient times to the present, monsters have never been friendly to humans.

"Chu Liuxiang..." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard with a wry smile, this signature gesture used to be energetic, shrewd and wise, but now it feels a little lonely, "I just wanted to discuss Ji Xianjun with you, I I think you trust him too much and easily overlook some obvious flaws, but now that you say this, it's my turn to be terrified."

Compared with those monsters who live in the dark and eat people, the ghost tricks between people are trivial things that are not worth mentioning.

Chu Liuxiang looked heavy, "That's all I said."

Lu Xiaofeng's wry smile deepened, "The problem is that no one can take it seriously."

Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng looked at each other and made up their minds together.

"No matter what, it's better to investigate clearly first, and not to draw conclusions without authorization."

Lu Xiaofeng threw away the clean bones he gnawed, stood up, and said seriously: "I will pay more attention here in the capital, and I will trouble you in Montenegro."

Chu Liuxiang nodded, indeed, he is more suitable for dealing with these weird things because he is experienced.

"Well, I'll leave everything to you, and..."

Lu Xiaofeng thought for a while, and considered all kinds of aspects, but he still didn't think of the part that Chu Liuxiang wanted to warn.

Chu Liuxiang said: "If you think about Ji Xianjun in advance, don't rush to find the result." After finishing speaking, a rare trace of subtle heaviness appeared on his handsome face, "I have been in touch with him for a long time, but I found that this person's actions are often out of order, but they can always achieve unexpected results. If you describe his actions, you can use a series of links, but if you describe his personality, it is difficult to describe with pen and ink, and words cannot be achieved. So you have to If you want to investigate him, you have to be steady, otherwise..."

Otherwise, it becomes a puppet in the other party's hands and is at the mercy of others, which is a pity like a stain.

Lu Xiaofeng wrote it down carefully, with a serious face.

"I got it!"

After Chu Liuxiang conveyed her experience, she nodded and said no more. The last two people also separated here, and the time of seeing each other was longer than expected.

The news of Chu Liuxiang's distress did not come until the Nanwang incident came to an end.

It's just that now, what people say is "Sword Immortal and Sword God, gather together in Chang'an, the Forbidden City, the peerless peak"!

The person who planned this scene with his own hands, gathered with friends in twos and twos, made tea and admired flowers, sipped tea and discussed Taoism, how happy it was.

When he was twirling an extremely conspicuous big camellia on the Thirteen Taibao with his hands, Ji Xianjun's expression moved slightly, his right hand convulsed as if being electrocuted, and immediately the steaming teacup in front of him together with the teacup that had just been brewed in it Good tea melts into the air together.

It's not even a powder, as if it was taken away out of thin air, without any trace of existence.

Although the two people next to him were doing other things, but they were paying attention to him out of the corner of their eyes, they each gave a "huh".

Yu Luocha boldly put his hand where the teacup was originally and touched it. After confirming that there was no powder at all, he couldn't hide his surprise and said: "It's amazing!"

Wang Lianhua frowned, and asked Ji Xianjun, "But you're not feeling well?"

Ji Xianjun didn't speak, staring at the left hand that just unconsciously induced the current, thinking about the situation on the other side of the body.

Seeing that Ji Xianjun didn't answer, Yu Luocha impatiently tried to press on his pulse, but before he could press it, he was grabbed by a hand instead.

Yu Luocha raised her eyes, her tone was moody.

"release."

Sensing that someone was about to touch his lifeline, Ji Xianjun moved subconsciously, retracting his hand, his eyes were long and dense, and his eyes were lowered, blocking a pair of eyes that usually give people an inexplicable sense of shock, and his demeanor was invisible.

Seeing Ji Xianjun like this, Yu Luocha felt a little better.

How else to talk about such things as charm is the most unreasonable.

It's fine if Ji Xianjun doesn't show his favor, once he shows his favor, Yu Luocha and Wang Lianhua are clearly the heroes of the world, but they didn't escape his grasp.

"It doesn't look like anything." Yu Luocha listened carefully to his pulse, and then retracted his hand, completely in a happy mood.

Wang Lianhua glanced at him angrily, and then asked Ji Xianjun with concern: "Do you know the reason?"

Ji Xianjun nodded, and Wang Lianhua didn't ask any more questions. He is a considerate friend, different from Yu Luocha who cares about everything.

Look at Wang Lianhua, then look at Yu Luocha, the two of them have very different personalities and similar hobbies, but the two of them who stayed by Ji Xianjun's side, no matter what the reason was at the beginning, they have gotten along with each other until now. Cherish each other.

Even between Wang Lianhua and Yu Luocha, apart from the smoke and fire in the initial conversation, the two now look like bad friends with different personalities.

It is fun to ridicule each other, and it is fun to find beatings for nothing.

Fortunately, their unique way of exchanging feelings will not be used on themselves, otherwise...

What else?

Ji Xianjun was thinking, and the lowered eyelids put away the real and shallow emotions in his eyes.

After all, it is impossible.

Lonely.

He said Zhu Yujun, maybe he was judging himself.

But this is the price he has already borne since he embarked on this path. There is no room for recovery, and he will not choose to regret it.

If it is said that this is the dignity of a king, then it is, if it is said that this is the experience that must be experienced in the king's way, then it is too.

But... Ji Xianjun thought, during this trip for myself to relax, I can be a little messy.

No one insists that the king must sit on the throne and work with performance every day. That is not a "king", but a royal institution.

Thinking of this, Ji Xianjun interrupted the two people who were about to quarrel, and said lightly: "The plan is going smoothly. Among the little emperors, Ye Gucheng has almost shown weakness. The next step is to aggravate him. Weight in the eyes."

Self-destruction of reputation is a sign of surrender, so it cannot continue like this in the future. No superior is willing to use a notorious subordinate, even if it is only for a while.

Therefore, Ye Gucheng's reputation must be restored to its peak state from now on, no, it should be more famous than before.

In this way, the emperor will not kill the donkey after that, but he has to appease the reaction of Jiang Hu.

In the world of martial arts, the rivers and lakes are also a huge force that cannot be controlled by the imperial court. Even though Daqing is not like the previous dynasty, even those who sit on the throne are manipulated by martial arts forces. It is the people of the Jianghu who decide the defeat of the dynasty, but for the little emperor sitting on the throne at this time, the Jianghu is a group that cannot be ignored anyway, and he must consider the aspirations of the people.

Therefore, when Ji Xianjun proposed to increase the fire, Wang Lianhua and Yu Luocha did not object, and even mobilized their own people to add fuel to the already too noisy Chang'an city.

The next development was just as they had foreseen. There were various topics in the streets and alleys, and even the yellow-haired children could call Ye Gucheng's name.

Afterwards, Yu Luocha said stingily, how could Ye Gucheng only be allowed to enjoy this huge popularity all by himself!

Then with a swipe of the pen, Ximen blows snow, and the gossip of Ye Gucheng is flying all over the sky.

Now that Ji Xianjun mentioned this, Yu Luocha of course said proudly: "The environment I prepared for Axue is more worry-free, and there is not so much trouble."

Ji Xianjun did not object, and even appreciated it.

"It is indeed a clean environment, suitable for sharpening Jianxin."

Everything in Wanmei Villa is for Ximen Chuuxue. It can be said that he only needs to make a decision and does not need to think about how the people under Wanmei Villa should live.

He has always been a lonely swordsman and has never changed.

"But being too pure is also a problem."

Yu Luocha thought of the son who ran away with the sword, and felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

Ji Xianjun also did not object, and even appreciated it: "The environment is too clean, it will also become a shackle, and finally it will become a bottleneck in the realm."

Yu Luocha: "Hey! Stop making sarcastic remarks, and think of a way, okay? You are still A Xue's master, so I can't be alone!"

Ji Xianjun adapted well to Yu Luocha's accusation, and put down the tea that Wang Lianhua made for him during the conversation.

"Speaking of which, the time is almost here."

He pinched his fingers to calculate the date, with an air of magic.

Yu Luocha looked forward to it: "Is there a way?"

Ji Xianjun: "No, I thought about it, the tea made by Wang Lianhua is better than your wine."

Jade Rakshasa: "...The Heavenly Demon Hand!"

"calm down."

Ji Xianjun used a cup of tea to hold back the magic claws. It wasn't that Yu Luocha deliberately lowered the power, but that the strength surrounding the teacup was like a rolling waterfall. When the strength on Yu Luocha's fingertips met the waterfall, it instantly disappeared. The inner breath flows like water, and it goes with the water. When Ji Xianjun puts the tea in front of him, the table shakes. It turns out that the internal force of Tianmo's hand has been rotating around the wall of the cup. Until this moment, Fang touched the surface of the table through the base. It was easily guided into the ground in an instant, leaving only the aftermath for a few people to see.

"Such a nonsensical method..." Wang Lianhua squinted at Yu Luocha, "Are you convinced?"

Yu Luosha didn't say a word, drinking tea with a sullen face.

Ji Xianjun shook her head and said, "Speaking of which, the meeting between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng last night caused a big commotion."

Wang Lianhua said, "It's actually not that big, it's just that the two of them looked at each other, and each said it was very good, but those who watched were trying to add fuel to the flames."

"They pushed it as soon as they wanted to, and it happened that I was afraid that the fire wouldn't burn well enough."

After Ji Xianjun finished speaking, Yu Luocha also adjusted and glanced at him calmly.

"What else did you not say?"

Ji Xianjun raised her eyebrows, thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "Indeed, there are two bugs that need to be dealt with." Pushing away the teacup, clearing the table in front of her, she seemed to take advantage of the situation to warm herself up.