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"……How did you know?"

Feng Zhangjun was obviously a little surprised by Lian Zhuxian's sudden question.But soon, he figured out the answer himself.

"You also entered the same maze as me? If you don't get out before dawn, you will be kept in it forever?"

Sure enough, Lian Zhuxian nodded in response: "Yes. At that time, you fell from the sky with the money of the mother and son of Qingzhi, and you landed right behind me. I turned to look at you, but I heard a sneer coming from my ear. I just followed the prestige. I glanced at it, but I didn't expect that when I looked at you again, you had already fallen into a coma."

What happened afterwards was almost the same as Feng Zhangjun's experience just now - Lian Zhuxian found himself in a strange and strange maze, and had to leave before dawn, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The only difference is that what Lian Zhuxian sees in the maze is "Xiaohua"'s childhood.

"I... didn't mean to pry into your inner privacy. In fact, I don't quite understand what's going on, and I'm not even sure what I saw is the truth."

Even though he was nestled in the embrace of his lover, Lian Zhu Xian still had a bit of anxiety in his tone: "If everything I saw in the maze is real, then this world is really unfair to you Already!"

"...what you see is real."

Without asking carefully, Feng Zhangjun can guess what kind of scary scene Lian Zhuxian saw in the maze just by relating what happened to him in the maze.

What's even more frightening is that those scenes have actually happened to him.

He sighed, gently stroking the wet long hair on the smooth back of the person in his arms: "...I don't know how many times, I have prayed over and over again, hoping that those terrible things are just me. A nightmare. But there is no way, reality is reality. Since you can't escape, then you have to face it with a brave face."

After saying these words, he could feel that the body of the person in his arms froze slightly, as if feeling empathetic and sad.

After a while, he heard Lian Zhuxian ask again sullenly: "So not long after you returned to Liuquan, you were arrested by that old man of the Fazong...but he was only a Fazong... Sovereign Lord, how can you have such overwhelming courage? Dare to covet the blood of the real dragon, and lay such a cruel hand on the proud son of heaven?!"

Instead, Feng Zhangjun patted Lian Zhuxian's shoulder lightly: "Is there anything that can't be said or done about the affairs of the court? Just say that at that time, my father was under a spell, and his mind was insane. In the Qing Dynasty, the servants of the imperial court and the governor of the Fazong colluded together. In order to fight for power, the forces of the three princes designed a curse to kill the prince and put the blame on my mother and concubine. Disaster... under such chaotic conditions, what is the life and death of a few children?"

"But you shouldn't have suffered those crimes!" Lian Zhu Xian's voice was still depressed, full of self-blame, "I didn't know until last night that your master once gave you a life talisman, which could have protected you. Your pulse blocked a catastrophe for you, but you gave it to me when I was drowning... If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have..."

Speaking of the most cruel and sad part, Lian Zhu Xian had to stop abruptly, wrapping his hands around Feng Zhangjun's neck, and pressing his head against the chest that still had a beating heart.

And Feng Zhangjun's response was also transmitted directly through the chest.

"Don't think about it. What happened to me has nothing to do with you. The old man of Fazong had always had the habit of abducting young people from the Xianmen to refine medicine and wine. As the sons of the Xianmen and the clan, my second brother and I It has been coveted by him for a long time. If it fell into his hands that year, it was destined to die. Even if there is a life talisman, it can only guarantee that I will not die... Do you remember that in Shanguo Temple That fat man guarding the wine cellar? Isn't there something in his wine jar..."

"do not talk!"

Lian Zhu Xian hugged Feng Zhangjun tightly as if begging for mercy, but then asked contradictoryly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why didn't you tell me that you almost died back then?!"

"It's not a good thing. There's nothing worth talking about." Feng Zhangjun chuckled, "And it's all gone. The severed hands and feet were all connected by Master's magic weapon. Not only did it not hurt a long time ago, but they also got off because of it." A mortal fetus is immune to all poisons."

"...a big liar." Lian Zhu Xian bowed his head on his chest, and took the initiative to expose his lies: "If you really let go, then how could I have seen those scenes last night?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to feel that his tone was too blunt, and he carefully made up for it: "...you don't know how much pain I felt when I saw you in trouble. I just want to come back to you quickly, Kill all the enemies for you, and then hug you tightly like this, to block all future pain for you."

He confessed his heart to such an extent that even a stubborn stone would be moved by it.

"Ah, why don't I feel sorry for you?"

Feng Zhangjun let out a long sigh, wishing he could rub Lian Zhuxian into his chest: "In short, it's all over, and there will be no more bad things in the future. If you have nightmares, tell me, I'll be with you , you don’t have to be afraid of anything.”

"Yes, we don't have to be afraid."

Lian Zhuxian nodded, and lightly touched Feng Zhangjun's arm with the runes winding all the way, silently comforting.

And Feng Zhangjun's hand, unconsciously, slipped into the water along Lian Zhuxian's smooth back...

The water in the tub changed from hot to cool, and then from cold to hot, and turned it upside down several times until most of the water was spilled, leaving a wet mark on the bluestone floor.

Lian Zhuxian knew that there was a saying in the Central Plains called "Xiaobie is better than a newlywed", but until today, he didn't know how "unspeakable" this word was describing a situation.

Not long ago, the first friendship under the wisteria trellis in Dongxianyuan is still vivid in my memory, and the two people at that time were still in the stage of testing and exploring each other.Although I went all the way to the end, to be honest, the psychological satisfaction is far greater than the physical pleasure.

However, this time it was obviously different - the two people had a certain degree of understanding of each other's bodies, and their minds were incomparably connected.What's more subtle is that Mr. Fengzhang's inability to look at him made him more bold and unrestrained than usual; and Lian Zhuxian didn't feel ashamed of being stared at, and even started to take the initiative.

Fortunately, after a night in the desert, both of them had their vitality damaged to varying degrees, and Lian Zhuxian was more worried about Feng Zhangjun's injuries, so he didn't want to fight for a long time.After some lingering, the two reluctantly agreed to wait until Fengzhangjun's eyes recovered before acting like a fish.Then, it was still Lian Zhu Xian who insisted on helping Feng Zhangjun wipe his body, and the two of them put on the replacement clothes sent by Zhike before.

Although it has been hidden in the world for hundreds of years, Keyiru Palace was once an important town of immortals on the road where the East and the West blend together. The light and thin silk robe wraps the body loosely, and the leather that is abundant in the Western Regions is used as the wristband, belt and even boots. The gold and gemstones adorned on the robe seem to tell the wealth and splendor of Yiru Palace.

After helping Feng Zhangjun get dressed, Lian Zhu Xian quietly stepped back a few steps to observe silently.

All along, he was used to Feng Zhangjun's Central Plains attire, but he didn't expect that the slightly Hufeng outfit in front of him was unexpectedly suitable, but it was a little less refined and more free.

Such Feng Zhangjun is actually quite good...

Lian Zhu Xianzheng was fascinated, and suddenly heard Feng Zhangjun whispered: "Shouldn't the style of the Western Regions be more suitable?"

"I?"

Lian Zhuxian then turned to the floor-to-ceiling silver mirror.The person in the mirror, with black hair, white skin and blue eyes, was wearing a gold and green bearded robe, and he looked like a real person from the Western Regions in a trance.

I don't know how similar the orchid who gave him life back then is to him...

Lian Zhu Xian was in a daze, and before he knew it, Feng Zhangjun was behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist gently: "I really want to see what you look like now."

"...then your eyes should get better soon."

Lian Zhuxian smiled lightly, and took the silk sash from her own hair, and tied it lightly in front of Feng Zhangjun's eyes, blocking out some light and letting his eyes rest.

After tidying up their appearance in this way, the two rested in the room for a while. On the one hand, they followed the agreement and waited for Yiru Palace's disciples to come and lead them to meet the Palace Master.

Lian Zhuxian helped Feng Zhangjun to lean on the bed, and sat beside him, caressing Feng Zhangjun's long straight black hair that was not tied up but was only loosely tied.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet. Since you agreed with Xuantong to wait for me in the inn outside the desert, where did you go and what did you do these days?"

Feng Zhangjun was soothed by Lian Zhuxian's caress, and his voice seemed a little lazy: "What happened these days...let me tell you from the beginning."

-

Thus, time turned back to the day when he and Lian Zhu Xian bid farewell.

After leaving the Five Immortals Sect, Feng Zhangjun went straight back to Yuncang with his sword.After the turmoil between Zeng Shan and Huaiyuan, Yun Cang Peak has always been calm, without any abnormalities, and the old fairy still has not come out of seclusion.

When Lord Fengzhang met with Lord Chunwu, the top priority was naturally to report on the situation of Dongxixianyuan these days.And he also roughly learned about the follow-up situation of Biyunju from Chunwu-jun——

A temporary investigation team composed of Yuncang, Fazong, Huajiantang, Dongxianyuan and other emissaries from the immortal sect boarded Biyun Peak.The tragic situation in front of me is basically consistent with the previous description of the Dongxianyuan envoy.Later, everyone searched for souls near the corpse pit in the back mountain forest, and the summoned ghosts also proved that Gu Yanlan's confession at the comprehension conference was true.

The tragedy that happened in Biyunju was a unilateral killing of the old disciples of Biyunju by the new forces supported by Huajiantang.But Gu Yanlan's behavior was an extreme revenge.

The truth is out, but the real tangled part is just beginning.

"The people of Huajiantang made a request, hoping that the various sects involved in the investigation can downplay the tragedy that happened in Biyunjuli. Don't mention the so-called 'unilateral massacre', but describe the incident as a sect Internal strife."

Feng Zhangjun's voice was cold with a hint of ridicule: "It's ridiculous. It's clearly a scandal that everyone knows. But you still have to work hard to cover it up. It seems that as long as you don't come to a conclusion on the public case, you will Sooner or later, right and wrong will be turned upside down."

Lian Zhuxian's hand stroking Feng Zhangjun's hair stopped for a moment: "Did those people agree?"

"I agree." Feng Zhangjun sighed heavily, "Biyunju has been destroyed, and there is only one orphan girl left, and she is still young and far away in Xixianyuan. Huajiantang is the Jiangnan where the sky is in full swing. A wealthy family not only manages the relationship between the rivers and lakes properly, but also controls the livelihood of many people under the family, and it will be even more troublesome if you don't agree."

Hearing this, Lian Zhuxian couldn't help becoming indignant: "The flesh of the weak, the food of the strong—is this kind of trade-off, no different from animals?"

"……indeed so."

Feng Zhangjun paused for a moment, and suddenly brought up a past event: "I remember that night before Master left without saying goodbye, he once asked me a question. He asked me: 'Xiaohua, what do you think of these immortals of Da Yan? The door, what is the meaning of existence'."

Lian Zhuxian vaguely felt that this question was not simple: "Then how did you answer it?"

"You asked me how to answer..."

Feng Zhangjun chuckled: "I was only sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, and I was living a muddled life. Then I replied to the master that the immortal gate can punish evil and promote good, help the poor; it can make the sick recover and the dead live; Save people from fire and water.”

"Are these words wrong?"

Lian Zhuxian also recalled: "When I joined the Five Immortals Sect back then, the senior brother who was in charge asked the same thing. I said that the Five Immortals Sect is like a family. It can not only stay with the family for a long time, but also learn skills and help others. Others, after completing their studies, they can still look for you who were missing at the time... There will be no better choice than here."

Speaking of this, he did not forget to add an extra footnote: "However, not all immortal sects are as harmonious and friendly as the Five Immortals Sect. Those sects in your Central Plains...forget it."

Knowing that he was not malicious, Feng Zhangjun just smiled slightly.

"That's right. It wasn't until I walked out of the palace gate and entered Yuncang, and after so many years, I slowly understood why Master asked me that question back then."

At this point, he seemed to have weighed and considered, but he still expressed his true inner thoughts: "Da Yan's immortal sect has been suffering for a long time, and the accumulated disadvantages have been deep. Those disciples of the immortal family who go out and subdue demons, Rather than helping the poor, it is better to say that it is for the cultivation and inner alchemy. And those dignified and respected pillars also hide all kinds of desires and demons. Over the years, in fact, I have been Thinking, perhaps a revolution must take place and a new order must be established to change all of this.”

"change?"

Lian Zhuxian doesn't often hear people mention this word, but he understands the heavy weight of these two words: "Then where should change come from?"

"To be honest, I have no clue."

Feng Zhangjun leaned his head into the palm of Lian Zhuxian: "This is also the first time I have expressed this idea to others... As the saying goes, if you want to change, you must break the existing pattern. Can't do it yet."

"..."

Lian Zhu Xian didn't know what to say.

When he stayed in the Valley of Five Immortals a few days ago, he took the opportunity to gain some understanding of the situation in the Central Plains cultivation world.Although it's just the surface, it's enough to get a glimpse of the intricate details.Fengzhangjun is among them, so naturally there will be more scruples.It's normal to be hesitant.

Thinking of this, he only said softly: "I believe in you, so no matter what decision you make, I will support it. Just remember that you are not alone, and you can discuss everything with me."

"Ah."

Maybe it's because the feeling of nestling in his lover's arms is too comfortable, but Feng Zhangjun has become lazy.

"Then I sent a paper bird to talk to you a while ago, why did you ignore it?"

"You call it talking? I think you want to kill me?!" Lian Zhuxian flicked his head lightly, "I haven't finished my serious business yet, hurry up."

Feng Zhangjun took the opportunity to grab his wrist and interlocked his fingers.

"Mr. Chunwu and the head of Huajian Hall have always been friendly, so he personally advocated to resolve the matter of Biyunju. I stayed on Yuncang Peak for a few days, and received a secret letter from Xuantong, saying He told you about Gu King and Nosoma, and he wants to send you to Yiru Palace."

"Then I set off." Lian Zhuxian interjected, "From the time I set off until we met last night, what exactly were you doing?"

"In fact, I set off on the same day as you, and helped you book an inn room along the way, but after arriving in the vast desert, I stopped by Wuyun Mountain."

Feng Zhangjun finally said the three most crucial words: "That's where Master's cave is located. I followed Master to practice on Wuyun Mountain for more than ten years."

"By the way? Wuyun Mountain is also in the Western Regions?" Lian Zhu Xian was stunned, "I thought your master's cave should be in the Central Plains."

"That's what you take for granted." Fengzhangjun tightened his hand, and brought up another past event: "Think about it, was the food box I gave you filled with cakes from the Western Regions? Because Wuyun The mountain is on the route of the caravan from the Western Regions."

"I see……"

Lian Zhuxian couldn't help but feel a little strange that a trivial incident a hundred years ago could still be linked to the current situation.

But that's obviously not the point.

"So, did something important happen on the mountain that delayed you?"

"There is indeed a situation." Through the blindfolded hairband, Feng Zhangjun seemed to glance at Lian Zhuxian, "I am trapped in a fantasy."

"Illusion? Who set up the illusion? What is in the illusion?"

"The illusion was set up by Fazong. It is exactly the same as the Wuyun Mountain in reality, nothing else."

Knowing that this sentence was a bit of a mouthful, Feng Zhangjun further explained: "I arrived at Wuyun Mountain that day. At first, I felt that the mountain was very peaceful. Except for me, no one else had visited. But when I walked into the alchemy room, Only to find that a charm I had left there earlier had disappeared."

"So you realize that you are actually in an illusion, not in the real Wuyun Mountain..." Lian Zhuxian has already heard the clue, "Then the real Wuyun Mountain is being investigated by Fazong?"

"……indeed so."

After silently sighing, Ah Ting is really smart, Feng Zhangjun continued: "It took me a while to quietly decipher that illusion. Observe the actions of the group of Fazong people as calmly as possible. They sent the whole Wuyun Searched in and out of the mountain, took away the alchemy furnace in the master's alchemy room, and then left."

Lian Zhu Xian reacted very quickly: "Pill furnace? They may want to determine the composition of the elixir by scraping the powder from the inner wall of the elixir furnace. What special elixir has your master refined?"

"I don't know." Feng Zhangjun told the truth, "Master used this alchemy furnace to refine the elixir for me after saving me from the governor of Fazong. After recovering from the injury, he never let me approach the alchemy room, let alone tell me what kind of elixir was being refined in the alchemy room."

"It seems that Fazong is also trying to confirm the same thing." Lian Zhuxian thought about it, and his face gradually became gloomy: "Since Fazong has found Wuyun Mountain and came up, it means that Miaoxuanzi has probably guessed the mask. The true identity of a person..."

"It's not surprising that Miaoxuanzi can guess it." Feng Zhangjun said in a deep voice, "It is very likely that he has directly watched Gu Yanlan's memory, just like me, and recognized the masked man as my master. After all, they The two can be regarded as close friends."

Lian Zhuxian pondered again: "Then since it was Miaoxuanzi who sent Fazong to Wuyun Mountain to take away the incense burner for investigation, does that mean that he and your master are not fellow travelers. This series of events is also related to Fazong doesn’t have much to do with it?”

Feng Zhangjun shook his head: "Not necessarily, there may be another situation - Miaoxuanzi was worried that I had discovered that the cloaked masked man was my master, so he specially sent someone here to take away the clues related to him , so as to prevent me from continuing to pursue it."

"But your master should hope that you can follow his clues to investigate all the way?" Lian Zhuxian recalled the result of the two people's discussion in Dongxianyuan before, "Or, take the pill furnace away So, instead, it can guide you and get closer to the final truth?"

There are more and more hypotheses and possibilities, and reasoning can no longer proceed smoothly.The two had to pause, thinking about going to Wuyun Mountain after leaving Yiru Palace.

And at this time, the messenger from Yirugong finally knocked on the door outside.

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From the guest house to the main hall of Yiru Palace, you need to go up a mountain road of one or two hundred steps.Along the way, there are waterfalls and springs, flowers and birds singing, just like a fairyland in a painting.

However, in front of the beautiful scenery, Lian Zhuxian only cared about Feng Zhangjun beside him, and didn't pay attention at all.

On the other hand, Feng Zhangjun, although he couldn't see, but after all, he had a profound cultivation, and he behaved as usual in every gesture.Not only did he walk steadily and calmly, but he could occasionally smell the faint fragrance of flowers coming from a distance, so he reminded Lian Zhu Xian to pay attention to the scenery over there.

The two stopped and walked like this, and finally arrived in front of the main hall of Yiru Palace.Different from the rigid and traditional palaces in the Central Plains, this palace seems more like a huge terrace overlooking the entire fairy mountain and the distant ocean.The veil hanging between the huge columns flutters and dances in the sea breeze, forming a light dream.

Lian Zhu Xian and Feng Zhangjun walked forward on the main road paved with azure blue sea stones.From a distance, two handsome men could be seen sitting on the white jade platform in front of them.

The person in the main seat, with black hair and blue eyes, vaguely looks like a barbarian, must be the current palace owner of Yiru Palace, Song Juhe.

The other man sitting under the steps on the right was tall and strong, and his complexion was as pale as if he hadn't seen the sun.What is more eye-catching is the scarlet tattooed runes on his neck and arms.

"Gu King...!"

As if the legendary hero is in front of him now, Lian Zhu Xian is almost so excited that he is about to cry out.But after all, he was concerned about etiquette, so he held back, and led Feng Zhangjun to the Baiyu stage quickly.

Since Mr. Feng Zhang couldn't see, the usual polite greetings were naturally avoided if possible.Song Juhe ordered the two distinguished guests to be seated in the guest seats, and the four present immediately got straight to the point and went straight to the point.

First of all, Lian Zhuxian made a discretionary statement of all the turmoil and entanglements that happened in the Central Plains these days, and this led to the fact that a mysterious person taught Gu Yanlan the silk-drawing Gu technique.

After listening to his narration, Gu King frowned slightly, put one hand on the back of the chair, seemed to remember for a moment, but quickly gave the answer——

"Your so-called pulling silk Gu did not spread from me or Nosoma. He and I have not left this vast desert for 200 years."