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Could the golden tree be a fetish in the upper realm?

Lian Zhuxian's heart skipped a beat, something vaguely connected for the first time.

He immediately asked again: "Then what impression do you have of that tree?"

"Why should I tell you?" He Lishi sneered, but soon showed distressed expression: "... I have too many other people's memories and emotions in my head, and sometimes... even I don't know what's going on. Which one is yours."

It turned out that this is the case, only then did Lian Zhuxian understand why He Lishi kept saying contradictory and unreasonable words.

Feng Zhangjun also interjected: "Forgive me, you shouldn't continue to accept other people's souls. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will be backlashed by those people's souls, lose your true self, and become moody, inhuman, and inhuman. monster."

"Such an obvious thing, do you think I don't know?"

He Lishi smiled wryly, and the golden leaves behind him rustled: "Back then, when I was dying of illness, I was nailed into a coffin and buried alive. I begged God to let me live, but no one paid any attention. I was buried in the In the coffin, one day, one month, one year...slowly die, slowly decay, but even after death, I can't escape...until that seed fell from the sky and opened a window for my soul. So, I thank Mo Ni and Nosoma, even if they don't intend to save me. Because of this, I will never be indifferent to those who share my fate."

Lian Zhu Xian's heart tightened when he heard "nailed coffin and buried alive".

He thought to himself, it should be the real He Lishi himself who is speaking at this moment.Although this person is sometimes confused and sometimes sober, he is obviously still suffering from the haze of the year.

And how many people in this world, even in the face of adversity, still retain a portion of compassion for others?From this point of view, Master He Li should be a pitiful and respectable person.

He was thinking to this point, but he heard Feng Zhangjun muttered: "Although the Central Plains cultivation world rarely mentions it, there have been allusions of 'sacrificing one's life to feed a tiger' and 'cutting flesh to eat an eagle' since ancient times. I heard that this is a kind of It is an extremely noble practice method. However, in today's world, there are too few people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for righteousness. So that the public has forgotten its value, and instead laughed at the fearlessness of those who sacrificed their lives."

He Lishi heard this and looked towards Feng Zhangjun: "You are the second person who said that to me. Before, there was a hermit who lived near the vast sea. He was not a monk, but he was very interested in all kinds of Buddhism The allusion is very familiar."

"Hermit?" Feng Zhangjun was slightly taken aback, "I have lived in the Hanhai area for more than ten years, and there are few people around here, and there are no hermits, unless..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly changed the subject: "That hermit, what does he look like and what kind of attire?"

He Lishi said: "I have seen him a few times, but he always wears a black cloak and a mask, and he doesn't say who he is."

Could it be Wuyouzi again? !Lian Zhu Xian at the side immediately turned his gaze to Feng Zhangjun.

Feng Zhangjun has already asked: "Why did that person come to see you?"

At the critical moment, He Lishi's thoughts were confused again, and he barely raised his head after muttering a few words "I don't know", "Why ask me", "I'm too lazy to answer" intermittently.

"He said he didn't have anything important, he just wanted to come and see me... That's right, that's what he said in the first sentence, as if he had known me for a long time."

"Then have you inquired about his origin?"

"Yes...I asked more than once...but he only said it was my 'old friend'."

"Old man? Then what did he say?"

"He loved to tell stories, lots and lots of stories."

He Lishi's answer was unexpected: "Every time he came to my place, he would tell a story for a whole night... Actually it's not a story, I think it should be a real thing that happened in various parts of the Central Plains."

"From all over the Central Plains?" Lian Zhuxian caught these four words, "How much do you remember?"

"I seem to remember everything, and I seem to have forgotten everything." He Lishi stretched out his hands and rubbed his hair: "...it's too messy, there are too many voices in my head. I can't tell which ones he is right What I said, and what wasn't."

"Have you heard of Biyunju?" Feng Zhangjun gave clear words, "Or Xixianyuan and Weiyang City."

"...I seem to have heard of it."

Master He dug his memory vigorously, and slowly told the story he had heard: "There is a sect in the Central Plains called Biyunju... Although it is small, it is very rich, and because of this, it is coveted by the outside world. The master of Biyunju The door is a vacillating man, longing to seek immortality in his bones, but he understands in his heart that sect obligations are more important than becoming immortals alone.

"The sect leader was very distressed, hesitant, and vacillating. Later, he began to look for and train disciples, hoping that the disciples could take on his due obligations. Unfortunately, things backfired. He soon discovered that disciples also have disciples' pursuits and their own. Love, hate, and desire. So he fell into hesitation and entanglement again. But in the end, he chose to let his disciples go.

"Without the disciple's support, many affairs of Biyunju once again fell on the head's shoulders. Although he tried very hard to restore it, the sect continued to decline... In order to support it, he chose to put himself Separated from his body and soul, he sacrificed his body to marry other sects in exchange for protection.

"He originally thought that his life might be like this, but suddenly one day, a message came from the sky, saying that he was allowed to attain Taoism and become an immortal..."

Having said this in one breath, He Lishi finally paused: "Maybe he didn't tell the story behind, or maybe I forgot."

He Lishi's memories came to an abrupt end, but the facts were already clear - Wuyouzi narrated this past event from the perspective of Ye Hao, the former head of Biyunju, which meant that he had heard Ye Hao mention this incident before. A piece of the past... Or, he has the memory of Ye Hao.

An extremely bold guess was taking shape in Lian Zhu Xian's mind.

At the same time, Feng Zhangjun raised another key question: "When was the last time you saw the storyteller?"

He Lishi thought about it seriously: "About a month ago."

"How was he? What did he say?"

"He was in a very bad condition at the time." Li Shi recalled, "Although I couldn't see his face, I could still feel his exhaustion and confusion...Of course, maybe that was just my illusion."

"Then he didn't say what to do next?"

"No." He Lishi shook his head, "He only said that it was the last time between me and him. He advised me to stop absorbing other people's souls, devote myself to cultivation, and get out of this sea of ​​bitter flames as soon as possible, and read the stories he mentioned Go and have a look."

Speaking of this, He Lishi asked the two of them again: "So, who is he?"

Lian Zhu Xian looked at Feng Zhangjun silently, and Feng Zhangjun gave an ambiguous answer.

"I thought I knew him, but now I'm not sure."

-

Having finished all the questions that should be asked, Lian Zhuxian and Feng Zhangjun bid farewell to He Lishi and left the blessed land of no worries created by him.

The two of them followed the way they came from until they walked outside Yancheng, only to see Song Juhe, the owner of Yiru Palace, standing in the sand with his hands behind his back, somewhat indifferent and lonely.

After the two sides met each other, it was time to go home.But Song Juhe didn't know what he was thinking, instead he discussed with the two guests and asked them if they could return to Yiru Palace on their own.

Feng Zhangjun couldn't see at the moment, and Lian Zhu Xian didn't know the way of magic, he was about to raise objections, but Lian Zhu Xian gently squeezed his palm.

"Palace Master doesn't need to worry about us." Lian Zhuxian responded to Song Juhe in this way, and added a suggestion, "If possible, please persuade He Lishi not to continue accepting souls, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"Okay, I will." Song Juhe nodded, and then quickly walked into the rock city.

After watching his back go away, Lian Zhu Xian sighed, and suddenly leaned on Feng Zhangjun's shoulder.

"I didn't expect that we came to the right place this time. It's just that I'm a little worried. Maybe it's better not to know the truth."

Although Feng Zhangjun couldn't see him, he still caught him firmly: "It's hot here, let's go back to Yiru Palace first."

"How...how?" Lian Zhu Xian reminded, "You can't see now, and I don't know how to perform supernatural movements. Or, wait for Palace Master Song to come out?"

"You can learn it if you don't know it." Feng Zhangjun already had an idea, "The reason why you are in danger in the desert is that you still don't know how to act supernaturally. You might as well learn it in these few days, and it will be convenient for future communication."

"Learning divine movement?" Lian Zhuxian was stunned, "But the Five Immortals Sect doesn't have magical movements at all. What do you want me to learn?"

"I'll teach you." Feng Zhangjun said, "With your aptitude, this is not a difficult task. Yuncang's teenage children can do it very quickly."

"You mean Yun Cang's imperial sword?" Lian Zhuxian smiled wryly and shook his head: "But my soft sword can't stand up to anyone at all."

"It's okay, you can use it."

With a movement of Feng Zhangjun's fingers, Feng Que's sword came out and stopped in front of Lian Zhu Xian.

"This is your phoenix, how can I use it?" Lian Zhuxian was puzzled, "A magic weapon of this level must recognize the master."

Feng Zhangjun nodded: "Yes, I'll make it recognize you too. Come on, let's go up."

With that said, he first stood on the sword.Although it cannot be seen, it is still stable and abnormal.

Knowing that he was also thinking of himself, Lian Zhuxian didn't continue to struggle, and stood on the sword.

As usual, Feng Zhangjun put one hand around Lian Zhu Xian's slender waist, and then recited the sword formula.Feng Que Sword immediately soared into the sky, flying lightly over the desert.

The desert is open and open, without any obstacles, even if Feng Zhang cannot see it, there is no danger.However, he wanted to create an atmosphere of urgency, deliberately flying faster and faster, letting the strong wind blow their robes to rattle.

Lian Zhu Xian had never controlled such a terrifying speed, and even had difficulty breathing.But at the critical juncture, Feng Zhangjun suddenly leaned into his ear and read out a series of uncomplicated sword formulas, asking him to try to take over Yujian.

"Wait...don't stop...don't!!"

Lian Zhuxian exclaimed repeatedly in fright, but his mouth was filled with hot air, and he couldn't even complete a half sentence.

If communication fails, there is no choice but to bite the bullet and face the difficulties.In fact, the sword formula is not complicated, only after Lian Zhu Xian recited it silently twice, Feng Que Jian responded immediately.It's just that beginners still can't grasp the scale well. Every time they practice, Zhu Xian wants to fly east but flies west, and wants to slow down but instead flies faster.

In this way, seeing the two of them have circled in mid-air several times, a layer of hot sweat broke out under the sun.

Lian Zhu Xian was thinking about how to persuade Feng Zhangjun to temporarily suspend the teaching, when suddenly he felt a chill behind his back——Feng Zhangjun let go of his hand and fell straight from the sword!

They were hanging at a height of tens of feet above the ground at this moment, even if the ground below was soft and hot sand, the consequences of falling directly would be unimaginable.What's more, if you encounter a quicksand trap, you may not even be able to pull people back!

There was a hum in Lian Zhuxian's head, and his whole body became cold instantly.Before he could fully figure it out, the Feng Que Sword under his feet had already made a sudden turn and swooped down, grabbing Feng Zhangjun just before he landed, and the two of them fell into the thick sand dunes together.

Fortunately, no quicksand.

Lian Zhu Xian hugged Feng Zhangjun tightly and did a few rolls on the sand dunes. As soon as he stopped, he couldn't help scolding loudly: "What the hell are you doing!!"

Feng Zhangjun also put his arms around his waist, still calmly: "Didn't you catch him?"

"Then what if you don't catch it?!" Lian Zhu Xian was so angry that he punched him on the shoulder, "Is it fun to fall?!"

Fengzhangjun didn't answer, he just put his arms around Lian Zhuxian, lying flat on the sand, his blindfolded eyes couldn't see the expression.

However, Lian Zhu Xian could read it.

He bent down, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the sand on Feng Zhangjun's forehead, and then spoke in a low voice.

"When I saw you fall, do you know how scared I was? I know you were upset, but you can't make such a joke..."

Fengzhangjun turned his head and stared at Lian Zhuxian with a non-existent gaze through a layer of hairband. After a long time, he finally showed a slightly bitter smile.

"I'm sorry," he offered to apologize, "I shouldn't have worried you. It won't happen in the future."

"It's okay to worry, but don't scare me, or I'll scare you too." Lian Zhuxian corrected, and went to hold his hand again: "Get up quickly, I'm almost dying of thirst."

So the two stood up again and simply patted the sand.This time, without waiting for Feng Zhangjun to speak, Lian Zhu Xian took the initiative to summon Feng Que Jian to fly to his side.

"Hold on tight, if you want to fall, you will fall together."

After confessing these words, the two stood up with their swords again.Although Zhu Xian's movements are still not proficient, compared to the previous time, there has been a great improvement.

They walked around the desert slowly for half a circle, and with the help of the sun, they found the right direction again. They quickly found and passed through the entrance of the secret realm of Yiru Palace, and returned to the humid and cool mysterious sea area. middle.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard of the inn, Lian Zhu Xian took off his and Feng Zhangjun's outer robes, and carefully shook off the sand that adhered to them.Then, he poured two more cups of tea to quench his thirst ferociously, and then looked at Feng Zhangjun again.

"Well, what have you been thinking along the way. Is it the same as my guess."

"..." Feng Zhangjun moved his lips twice, and finally managed to organize his words: "My master, Wuyouzi, may not be a human being. He is... the Golden Tree Immortal."

"I'm afraid the Golden Tree is not its real name."

Lian Zhuxian also said another thing he just realized: "Actually, in the legend of our Five Immortals Sect, there is a Wangyou Shenmu, which is said to have been planted by Taisu Patriarch himself. If you have any troubles, just eat The fruit can be wiped away. However, this kind of sacred tree is nowhere to be found in the mortal world, so the Five Immortals Sect used camellia as a substitute. The big tea tree on the square in the middle of the teaching is this allusion."

"Wangyou tree, Wuyouzi..." Feng Zhangjun murmured in a low voice, "Nuosoma swallowed the fruit of the Wangyou tree, and thus forgot many past events. Master, he obtained from Nuosoma's memory He has mastered the secret method of the Five Immortals' Gu poison technique. That's why he will use that silk-drawing Gu on Shang Wuyong's body in the future."

Lian Zhuxian agreed with his deduction, and added: "Similarly, after becoming an immortal, Ye Hao, the head of Biyunju, should have also taken the fruit of the Wangyou tree. That's why Wuyouzi was able to use his perspective, Tell Master He Li about the story of Biyunju."

"That's right." Feng Zhangjun's voice became low, "From a certain point of view, He Lishi should be regarded as my master's heir? That's why master meets him from time to time, and still doesn't forget to give him advice... "

Lian Zhu Xian was a little uneasy: "So speaking, He Lishi caused confusion because he absorbed too many people's memories. Then, is it possible that the same thing happened to your master? If not only Nuosoma and Ye Hao, is there anyone else who has eaten the fruit of the Wangyou tree?"

"..."

Mr. Fengzhang fell into a long silence, and he spoke again after a while: "Before returning to the court and worshiping Yuncang, I lived with Master for more than ten years. During these ten years, Master not only found Many treasures have repaired my body and imparted a lot of valuable knowledge to me. I once asked him how we know so many things about the outside world when we live all day long on the edge of the Gobi in the deserted and lonely mountains. He replied that everything is It is engraved in his mind, and he can't forget it even if he wants to. And all of this has a price. For me at that time, some things were better not knowing... Now, I finally understand what he means."

"Everything has its price." Lian Zhuxian grasped this sentence, "Could the price that Wuyouzi said have something to do with his series of actions? After remembering, there is a heart of empathy. So I have to fulfill my wish for them?"

"Perhaps it is true." Feng Zhangjun nodded, "Just like Master He Li, Master was also backlashed by those souls and became their spokesperson in the world."

Immediately following his thoughts, Lian Zhuxian asked another key question: "He Lishi voluntarily obtained those souls, so what about Wuyouzi? If he took the initiative to ask for them, those who have attained Taoism and become immortals are not ordinary people. Will he really be allowed to succeed? But if he is passive, who and why caused all this?"

Another unresolved question.However, both Lian Zhuxian and Feng Zhangjun knew very well that the matter has come to this point, and the origin of everything is in the sky.As long as the way to the upper world can be found, all mysteries can be answered.

"Maybe we should go to Miaoxuanzi." Lian Zhuxian suggested, "Fazong must have something we don't know. Which side do you think Miaoxuanzi is on?"

"I'm not sure." Feng Zhangjun said honestly, "I don't think Miaoxuanzi is a heinous villain, but I think you agree, at least in the realm of cultivation in the Central Plains, good and bad are not so absolute."

Speaking of this, he proposed again: "It's almost time, tomorrow we will go to say goodbye to the Gu King and the Palace Master."

"So fast?" Lian Zhu Xian was uneasy, "But your eyes..."

"Don't worry. Besides, I want to take you to see the place where I practiced with Master for many years."

Feng Zhangjun was so calm and persistent, Lian Zhu Xian didn't argue with him any more, he just thought silently, take the Feng Que Sword and go out to practice later, he can't let an invisible person take him across the vast expanse .

Having made up his mind in this way, he began to pack his luggage for the departure tomorrow.However, after being busy for a while, he realized that Feng Zhangjun had been sitting in the position just now, without even moving.

"What's the matter?" He deliberately stepped on his feet and asked in a low voice, "What's on your mind?"

The statue-like Feng Zhangjun moved a little: "So obvious?"

Lian Zhuxian smiled lightly: "You are not a tree. If you haven't moved for so long, can I not be worried? Do you have something on your mind?"

"..." Fengzhang Jun hesitated to speak: "I'm sorry, I'm a little confused right now. I'll talk to you after I clear things up, is that okay?"

"As long as you feel good."

After saying this, Lian Zhu Xian suddenly stretched out his hand to Feng Zhangjun's blindfold.

Feng Zhangjun immediately held him down: "What are you doing?"

"There is sand on it, I just want to wash it for you." Lian Zhuxian was surprised by his overreaction: "What's wrong, is it your eyes...?"

"No, my eyes are fine."

Feng Zhangjun held Lian Zhuxian's hand, pulled it to his lips and pecked lightly: "Don't worry, if there is something really important, I will let you know as soon as possible."

The author has something to say: Ah: I have finally started to take the driver's license test, and I will be able to drive in the future!

Feng Zhangjun: But I drive more steadily

Ah Ting: Speaking of which, the identity of your master has been revealed, it is actually the mascot of my teaching (x)

Feng Zhangjun: What's so funny, don't you think the Five Immortals are going to get into a bad debt again...

Ah Ting: That’s right, I have to go back and tell Brother Xuantong immediately

Feng Zhangjun: It’s time to go back to the Five Immortals, but before that, I have to take you to a good place