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The sleeping young man in black in front of him, with his highly recognizable "selfless iron face", must be a disciple of Fazong.And next to him was a disciple of Dongxianyuan who even had the same birthmark as Lin Ziqing, the pharmacist of the Five Immortals Sect. What kind of strange combination is this, and why did they appear together in Xixianyuan?

Regrettably, the body search did not find any effective clues, and the person who fell into a coma could not speak. The current plan is to leave the two of them in place temporarily and continue to explore.

"You also know Fa Zong Tie Mian?" After walking two steps, Feng Zhangjun suddenly asked Lian Zhu Xian.

Lian Zhu Xian nodded his head as a matter of course: "A teacher without a face, an army without a life—is there any monk in the world who doesn't know Fazong? Besides, they occasionally meddle in Nanzhao's territory, which is really annoying."

Seeing his displeased face, Feng Zhangjun rarely asked one more question: "Could it be that Fazong also arrested your people?"

"That's not true. But Fazong planted an eyeliner inside my sect, which not only interfered with several operations, but even forcibly snatched away the Dayan traffickers we captured. At that time, there was almost a fight."

Lian Zhu Xian paused at this point, and asked a little provocatively: "Why, does Fazong even dare to arrest you majestic people?"

"It's true that I have caught a few." Feng Zhangjun did not hesitate to say, "Although Yun Cang's family rules are strict, he has always advocated that 'the law also accommodates feelings', while Fazong strictly abides by the dogma that has not changed for thousands of years. Although the two Even if the waters of the well do not interfere with the water of the river, differences will inevitably arise."

Feng Zhangjun downplayed it, but Lian Zhu Xian was stunned in his heart: This Yuncang faction is clearly rigid enough, numb enough, and cold-blooded enough, and Feng Zhangjun can still call himself "Fa Yi Rong Qing" in front of Fa Zong?This is really "relying on peers to set off".

Thinking of this, he asked Feng Zhangjun: "I don't quite understand what I'm talking about. Ordinary sects always have only one leader, but Fazong often has two leaders at the same time. What is the relationship between it and the Great Yan court?"

Feng Zhangjun said: "The two leaders you called, one is called 'Suzerain', from the name, one knows that it was controlled by eunuchs in the past, representing the power of the Great Yan Dynasty; and the other is called 'Suzerain', also Known as Da Yan's 'National Teacher', he is the real leader who commands Fazong's Yin and Yang armies. As for Fazong, to put it bluntly, it is a group that superficially supervises the sacrifice of heaven and earth, but actually relies on the financial support of the imperial court to supervise and monitor monks' movements special army."

"Relying on the imperial court's financial resources?" Lian Zhuxian caught his subtle wording, "Why didn't you just say that Zong is loyal to the imperial court?"

"Because Fazong's true allegiance is not Da Yan, nor is it any regime in the past dynasties of the Central Plains." Feng Zhangjun stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, "Fazong, like Xixianyuan, is ordered by the sky. So including Yuncang All the major sects, including Fa Zong, have a heart of respect for Fa Zong."

"Fazong was ordered by heaven?" Lian Zhuxian immediately raised doubts, "But Fazong did not participate in the catastrophe of the Valley of Five Immortals 200 years ago!"

"It's not that there isn't, it's that it can't."

Feng Zhangjun explained various reasons: "200 years ago, the Fazong was deeply involved in the internal struggle to eliminate the eunuch forces, and he couldn't take care of himself. The current Fazong suzerain is almost the same as the Fazong who joined during that time."

"You mean that Miaoxuanzi." Even Lian Zhu Xian knows his name, "I heard that he is a man of great strength, but with a vicious and cruel personality. He has made many enemies in the Central Plains and is assassinated ten times a year Dozens of times."

"...You have heard it from someone ten or twenty times." Feng Zhangjun couldn't help but glance at him, "Anyway, he is also the protector of the Five Immortals. Don't believe the nonsense of those storytellers in the world."

"You know, then tell me." Lian Zhu Xian argued with him, "I'm from Nanzhao, so what if I know less?"

"..." Feng Zhangjun ignored him instead.

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After leaving the octagonal pavilion, Feng Zhangjun's footsteps became faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, he was five or six steps away from Lian Zhuxian.

He led Lian Zhuxian to a lake and walked up the Jiuqu Bridge.I saw a tall and powerful pear tree growing on the small island in the middle of the lake in front of me. Under the tree, there was a unique house, as silent as a pile of snow.

Lian Zhuxian followed Feng Zhangjun to the island, and turned to the main gate of the house.The door of the house was half closed, and a girl who looked like six or seven years old was leaning against the door, sleeping soundly, with a half-full bamboo basket full of pear blossom petals in her hand.

The two stepped over the threshold and stepped into the courtyard. The old pear tree was growing in the front yard. It was full of flowers like thick clouds, and a few petals fell from time to time, spreading a silvery silk carpet on the ground.

Feng Zhangjun slowed down, looked left and right twice, and then walked quickly towards the tree.

Lian Zhu Xian also saw clearly at this time, there was a pair of jade tables and stools under the tree, and a witch was lying on the table quietly, her body was covered with a thick layer of pear blossom petals.

Although it was inevitable to think wildly along the way, but when it came to this point, Lian Zhuxian still couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

He silently swallowed a mouthful of sour saliva, and warned himself that he had to be steady, while his gaze was uncontrollably cast towards the face of the witch.

It was a beautiful woman who looked about 30 years old, with a full head and eyebrows, beautiful and dignified.Looking at her clothes and hair accessories, they are also more luxurious than the other witches I have seen along the way, and I think she should be considered a figure of some status in Xixianyuan.

Reluctant to stay uneasy, Lian Zhu Xian asked directly: "Is she... your friend?"

But Feng Zhangjun's answer exceeded Lian Zhuxian's imagination.

He responded: "This is my sister's daughter, and it is also one of my only blood relatives today."

My sister's daughter, isn't that my niece?This woman who looks more "mature" than Feng Zhangjun is actually his niece?

Lian Zhuxian once again inadvertently felt the horror of the cultivation world.

He recalled vaguely, as if Feng Zhangjun did have a pair of younger siblings.But since the Liuquan incident that year, the two younger brothers and sisters have all disappeared together with Feng Zhangjun.Ten years later, Feng Zhangjun returned to Yuncang, and his attention went to Yuncang, and he did not pay attention to the two children again.

Fast forward a hundred years, things have changed.If Feng Zhangjun didn't take the initiative to mention it, it would be impossible for Lian Zhuxian to remember it.

The sour feeling just now had dissipated anyway, Lian Zhu Xian pretended to "discuss the matter": "Since she is your niece, then she should be the princess of Da Yan, so why did she come to Xixianyuan?"

As expected, Feng Zhangjun didn't want to mention this matter: "It's hard to say."

After confirming that his niece's life was not in danger, Feng Zhangjun had nothing else to do for a while, so he took a robe from the house and put it on her, then led Lian Zhuxian out of the courtyard and returned to the shore along the same road.

"Where are we going next?" Lian Zhuxian asked him, "I've never felt sleepy, how about you?"

Feng Zhangjun also shook his head, swept his gaze across the lake, and then pointed out a new direction: "Go over there, there is the center of Xixianyuan."

"What's there?" Lian Zhuxian asked.

Feng Zhangjun replied: "There is the real fairy you want to meet."

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Xi Xianyuan fell into a coma, and what kind of state would the true immortal who is the head of the sect be? This seemed to be the most critical new question right now.

After confirming the position, Feng Zhangjun led Lian Zhu Xian all the way forward.After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, the field of vision became wider again.

The pavilions, pavilions, trees and lakes disappeared one after another, while the winding paths merged into a large open square like a stream.The center of the square is slightly raised according to the terrain, and a magnificent nine-story white jade platform is built.On the high platform, the cloud steps are surging, the jade chimneys are shining, and the pillars are like a forest, which is a wonderful atmosphere.

Lian Zhuxian raised his head and looked up at the highest point of Yutai, which was obviously the next important destination of their trip.

"This is the Goddess Hall, also known as Tongtian Palace." Feng Zhangjun gave a simple explanation for Lian Zhuxian: "The sect master of Xixianyuan, the Goddess Jiexiang, is inside. In the past, if you wanted to visit her, you had to at least advance You can enter the Goddess Hall only after submitting a written letter of worship on the tenth day with the approval of the Chief Commander. But today, it seems that there is no such need."

Lian Zhuxian continued to look up at the tall buildings while listening to him.

At first glance, it looks like a tower with five stories up and down.But it has no flying eaves, and you can't even see the outer wall made of bricks and stones. There are only white jade columns surrounding the city, stacked on top of each other.

On the positions that should belong to the stone walls, there are layers of silver veils hanging down, and wind chimes made of gold, silver or even crystal are hung.If it wasn't for the dead silence and windlessness at this moment, maybe we would be able to appreciate such a beautiful and moving scene.

Lian Zhuxian squinted his eyes to look more carefully, when suddenly there was a "ding" wind chime ringing in his ears.

As soon as he said it, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and instinctively covered his heart, but before he could recover, no matter whether it was a clear sound or a stabbing pain, they all disappeared without a trace up.

"What's wrong?!" Mingming was walking in front, but Feng Zhangjun unexpectedly immediately noticed the strangeness of the person behind him, and quickly turned around.

"I'm fine, just a sprain." Lian Zhu Xian shook his head to show that he was all right, and walked two steps to Feng Zhangjun's side.

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The two soon walked along the jade steps to the Goddess Hall.I saw an altar in front of the hall, and on the left and right sides, there were many witches with sacrificial vessels lying down.Among them were five sleeping girls, all wearing white gauze skirts, as cute as ice sculptures.

Bypassing a huge white jade censer, Lian Zhuxian followed Feng Zhangjun into the hall, and as soon as he raised his head, he shuddered several times in a row——

Unbelievable!

The seemingly five-storey Goddess Hall does not actually have any floors, and it is connected from top to bottom.A huge canopy hangs from the highest sky dome on the top of the hall, with gold as bones, pearls and jade as flowers, and gems as pendants, bright and solemn.

And on the ground covered by the canopy, there is also a huge and luxurious golden treasure bed echoing it from a distance.Leaning on the precious bed is the unique true fairy and goddess in the world—the master of Xixianyuanmen, Jiexiang.

Lian Zhu Xian has not recovered from the strong visual impact.He stared blankly at the huge goddess in front of him who was still three stories high even leaning on the precious bed, and it took him a long time to ask a question: "The goddess... is she... also asleep?"

Indeed, the Goddess closed her eyes tightly at this moment, no matter how she looked at it, she fell into a deep sleep just like the witches outside.

"No." Feng Zhangjun shook his head: "Jiexiang has been like this since the founding of Xixianyuan. The whole Xixianyuan is actually maintained by her mana. If she hadn't sacrificed her soul to seal her soul in her dream, she would have died a long time ago. Just like the other oldest and most ancient true immortals, the five decays of heaven and man have returned to reincarnation."

Lian Zhuxian listened, and continued to look at Jiexiang - no matter how big the other party was, she was still a woman, and there were some places where it was really do not look at evil.He took a quick glance, and suddenly settled on a certain utensil that Yuxiang was holding in both hands.

It appeared to be a bowl-shaped container, probably made of pure gold.The surface is engraved with fine relief patterns, inlaid with large and large gemstones of various colors.There are strings of necklaces hanging down the rim of the bowl, which looks extremely luxurious and dazzling.

Since it was held in the hands of the goddess Jiexiang, it must not be a mundane thing.I don't know what's the secret,

Before he knew it, Lian Zhu Xian had been staring at the golden bowl for a long time.When I wanted to regain my senses, I found that my gaze seemed to be attracted, and I couldn't move it no matter what.

The state of losing control of the body is certainly nerve-wracking, but what caught Lian Zhu Xian even more off guard was that the pain that had appeared briefly just now exploded in his chest again!

Lian Zhuxian groaned like a sharp sword piercing his chest, and knelt down on the ground clutching his chest, and then lay limp on his side again.

"...What's going on?!" Feng Zhangjun's concern came very quickly, and he walked back to Lian Zhu Xian in two steps, and helped him into his arms.

"I don't know..." Lian Zhuxian panted heavily, and in an instant cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

He was lying on his back in Feng Zhangjun's arms, and he could just look over the man's shoulder and see the goddess Jiexiang behind him.For some reason, he actually saw that the treasure bowl in the hands of the Goddess was suddenly radiant...

"Practice Zhu Xian, practice Zhu Xian!" Feng Zhangjun continued to call, but the voice seemed to drift farther and farther away.

The drowsiness that had never occurred along the way surged in an instant, swallowing Lian Zhu Xian in one gulp.

The author has something to say: Princess Birong: Yes, I am Feng Zhangjun’s niece, and she and Zeng Shan are good best friends outside the play

Zeng Shan: I've already finished filming. It's okay. Don't ask me to go back to the studio.

Lian Zhuxian: I never expected that Mr. Feng Zhang would have such a big niece

Feng Zhangjun: Otherwise, what do you think I have to do with the witches of Xixianyuan?