One Sword Nine Ya

Because Xing Qiu sneaked into the realm of the Immortal Family somehow, Ye Jiuya stayed in the Jiange for another day.

Chen Weichen thought about it, and felt that Xing Qiu didn't want the face of the devil emperor at all, and secretly watched how he passed the formation in order to cross the Tianhe safely.

He touched his nose guiltily.

Although I don't know what this person is doing in Immortal Dao, he is fine and harmless if he is alone - but if he is unfortunate enough to be caught by that fierce and violent thing again, it will cause a catastrophe.

Xie Lang snapped his fingers: "Master Ye Jian, Mr. Lanshan... and Master Kongshan from Zhichen Temple, and Master Kongming from the world, not counting Emperor Yan, these four are the current top masters in immortality, Mr. Chen, You go to the Demon Realm, how is the situation there?"

Chen Gongzi leaned under the cedar: "Over there, the title of emperor and lord is also inherited, replaced by the cultivation base of immortality. The devil emperor has about the realm of the third heaven, but after going down the mountain, he is bound by the heaven, at most it is the peak of the second heaven - the immortal way has leaves. The sword master's ruthless sword is intended, and it will not suffer any losses."

"There was a fierce battle with the demon world decades ago, and the immortal way was damaged countless times. Fortunately, Emperor Yan turned out to be famous with a sword and saved the crisis. Now Emperor Yan is probably no longer alive, and my immortal way has the master Ye Jian to kill demons and destroy evil." Sword intent, it can be seen that the reincarnation of heaven and destiny has its own definite number, and the immortal way is endless." Xie Lang shook his head with his whisk in his mouth.

Chen Weichen listened to him, his eyes were warm and peaceful, and the green pines and white snow behind him echoed, with a fairy air, Xie Lang was amazed when he saw it, he thought it was because he had read all the classics of immortality in the library, he was enlightened, and he lost the romantic atmosphere of the red dust .

But seeing a red dress accompanied by white clothes slowly coming down at the end of the long steps, he immediately caught Mr. Chen's eyes, picked up the fan immediately, with a smile in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed, and his immortal aura probably dropped by [-]%.

Xie Lang: "..."

He kindly reminded: "Mr. Chen, the mind is tied to external objects, which is of no benefit to cultivation, no benefit."

"There is only one way in my heart." Chen Weichen hit him on the head with the handle of a fan: "Master Taoist, guess what it is?"

"The immortal family naturally respects the way of heaven," Xie Lang replied, and then remembered the half-immortal and half-devil cultivation level that was picked up from this person for nothing, and asked in horror, "Are you going against the sky?"

Chen Weichen was silent for a while: "If it's really reversible..."

Xie Lang stared at him nervously.

The young master smiled lightly: "But I don't want to go against it either."

Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this person was still on the side of the immortal way, and felt that the tone in his tone was very arrogant.

He was originally curious about Chen Weichen's identity, so he took the opportunity to ask one more question: "Why?"

Chen Weichen spread his fan, looked at the people who went up and down the nine hundred steps with a smile, and responded casually: "I'm just a mortal, I live one day and one less day, and it's too late to be happy with a beauty in my arms. How can I have the energy to find troubles for nothing, and wait for the thunder to strike?" top?"

Xie Lang rolled his eyes: "If you want to be happy and happy, why come to cultivate immortality?"

Chen Weichen gave him a cool look, turned his head and walked behind Ye Jiuya and Lu Hongyan.

Xie Lang followed, now that there was no cat in his arms, he was holding a cold whisk alone, feeling empty in his heart.He followed Ye Jiuya at the beginning to seize the opportunity and help his practice. After seeing the ruthless sword intent, he could have parted ways.But now his sister is gone, Chen Weichen must go to find Wenhui, Chi Juntian who took Wenhui and Qingyuan away seems to know Ye Jiuya again.Following these three people is also a hope.

He suddenly realized this, slapped his head, and went up to ask: "Who the hell is Chi Juntian? Why have I never heard of it? Since he can stay in Guixu for 20 years, is he a master of the third heaven—then why are we afraid of the demons?" ?”

Chen Weichen walked side by side with him, and replied: "Then you should know Tianyan."

Xie Lang's feet suddenly slipped and he almost fell down the steep mountain road.

Chen Weichen's luck has improved since he soaked in Jiuyou Tianquan, and the mountain roads are no longer difficult for him. Seeing Xie Lang in a mess, he was very proud, so he grabbed him and said, "Excellence."

"It's really not promising," Xie Lang said with a bitter face, "I thought I was someone special, but since I went down the mountain, the people I met have become bigger and bigger, and any one of them can flatten my little concept of purity. It’s because even the Tianyan in the old classics has come out, and only Emperor Yan can see the peaks of the Immortal Dao all by himself, which really scares me.”

Chen Weichen's expression was a little unnatural for a moment.

"Tianyan disciples, spy on the secrets of heaven, and deduce everything. In order to avoid cause and effect, they must not be a little murderous, so they are not allowed to walk in the world with weapons for life." Disciples of Tianyan, today's Immortal Dao uses force to determine the level, no matter how high their realm is, it is futile, what a pity."

Chen Weichen seemed to sneer very lightly, and stopped talking.

Then they went all the way down the mountain and went straight to the territory of the Southern Dynasties.

After leaving the Northland, the grass in Central Continent is green and the apricot blossoms are in full bloom. Once full of vitality, even the desolation of the deserted city will be concealed.

As for the prosperous land of Yanliu in the Southern Dynasties, it was a beautiful spring.

Chen Weichen yelled in the carriage that you are more timid if you are close to the hometown, and you are more timid if you are close to the hometown. I lost Wen Hui, and I really have no face to go home. Let's sneak here, sneak away, and leave when we see the old cripple. Don't let my family know.

He arrived at the gate of the inner city nervously, but met two old friends.

——It was the scholar Zhuang Baihan who stayed overnight that day.

The scholar was wiping the perspiration from his wife's forehead. When he looked up, a carriage stopped in front of him. The brocade curtain of the small window was pulled open, revealing a familiar face. He said pleasantly, "Mr. Chen!"

Chen Weichen made a silent gesture for him: "Come up, when you're in the city, don't call me Young Master Chen."

The scholar looked puzzled, but didn't say much.

When he got in the car, the scholar said: "I want to go to the southern capital to find a future, and I will pass by here."

"My family may be able to recommend..." Chen Weichen was in the middle of speaking, and suddenly remembered his "sneaky, sneaky", and paused.

"Don't bother me, my lord." The scholar smiled very warmly, "Zhuang is conceited that he is well-educated. As long as he can find a place to stay, settle down in his native place, and take the imperial examination, it is not difficult to become an official."

Chen Weichen shook his head at him: "Brother Zhuang, the imperial examination has been suspended for the past five years."

Zhuang Baihan was surprised for a moment, and opened his eyes slightly: "How can the imperial examination be abolished?"

While talking, the carriage entered the inner city, only heard the noise at the street, built a platform, surrounded a group of people, and looked around.

Faintly heard voices: "I, Yuecheng talents, probably gather here, and let's see who can show their talents in the past few days - I heard that the top three are going to meet the Holy Majesty!"

They looked up the stage and saw that there was a table set up on the stage, and some people dressed as scholars, either in brocade or commoner clothes, frowned and thought hard.

At the side there was a man dressed as a government deacon who chanted loudly: "A stick of incense has arrived, the next question, Lutao—"

It seems to be comparing poetry.

Zhuang Baihan frowned slightly.

Chen Weichen said: "It used to be a poetry meeting, but now it seems to be more strict. Before I left the city, I heard that His Majesty recruited young talents to sing peach blossoms and beauties in the spring, probably so."

"Under such circumstances, it is clear that literati are like actors!" Zhuang Baihan's voice was a little sullen, "The mountains and rivers are broken, and there is no imperial examination, but recruiting talents, advocating the sound of spring in the bustling world, what's the point?"

"I don't understand your Confucianism and Taoism," Chen Weichen leaned on the soft pillow in the car, "but it's a shortcut to face saints, Brother Zhuang, if you can stand out, it's much better than asking someone to recommend you."

Zhuang Baihan frowned: "Melody and rhyme, I have also studied intensively in the academy, but poetry is only for pleasure, and it is not the proper way of literati..."

The little lady who turned into a demon looked at him worriedly.

Chen Weichen: "During the journey, why didn't Madam speak?"

The little lady pointed to her throat and lowered her head.

Zhuang Baihan explained that it turned out that the day after Chen Weichen and his party left, the bandits from the Yan Party came. After they had nothing to loot, the leader was depressed, and ordered his subordinates to burn Zhuangzi with a wave of his hand. Fortunately, both of them died. Yu, but the little lady's throat was damaged by the thick smoke, and she should try to speak as little as possible on weekdays.

Zhuang Baihan smiled wryly: "I don't think about it for a day, to do my part for the imperial court, eradicate the Yan Party as soon as possible, and regain the old mountains and rivers, but now..."

He was silent for a long time, and said: "Forget it, no matter what, I also want to see His Majesty, if I do, I will definitely die!"

Now that he had made up his mind, he resigned a few people, got off the carriage, and walked to the stage-like poetry field.

"This man's luck is peculiar, there is a hint of blood, but he doesn't seem to be fierce..." Xie Lang judged the scholar's luck for the second time.

"You originally said that he has great luck, but he has blood evil. Now there is a drop of Kaiyang blood on his body, so I don't know what the future will be." Chen Weichen smiled, "Perhaps looking for the last thing of luck in the world Fate is on him, it’s hard to say.”

They went straight to the corner where the old cripple used to be.

Chen Weichen patted the old cripple on the shoulder who was drawing ghost symbols: "Old lame."

The old cripple rolled his eyelids: "Master, you are out and about, why are you back?"

Chen Weichen smiled: "Lao Lai, I asked you about your whereabouts alone. She took my family's Ah Hui to nowhere. I have to find him back."

The old cripple waved his hand: "You don't think well of people, you have to blame yourself, such a trivial matter, it can't be calculated, it can't be calculated."

Chen Weichen smiled: "But she said she recognizes you, her name is Chi Juntian, do you know where she usually lives?"

The old cripple paused, looked at Chen Weichen, rolled up the dirty white cloth used to draw fate on the ground like a ghost, put it into his arms, and crawled away: "Unlucky spirit, you unlucky spirit! How did you offend the witch?" I can't control the old man!"

The unlucky spirit who was caught off guard and deprived of his qualifications as a human being touched his nose: "..."