Advise Qingshan

Although Immortal Chongning's acting talent is average and his acting skills are extremely exaggerated, but fortunately Wen Xing does not have the habit of staring at people. When Ye Zhu said he wanted to go home, he agreed to take it along.

Since Xianjun's handbook said to go quickly, and the two of them had nothing to clean up, Wen Xing immediately sacrificed the flying sword and signaled Ye Zhuo to come up.Ye Jue achieved his goal, so he smiled and went to Feijian.

Wen Xing reminded, "Stand still."

Ye Zhu let out a sigh, and suddenly took two steps back. "Wait a minute," he said, "I'll go back and get something."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the stele, picked up the lantern that had just been extinguished, and ran back.

This lantern has a spiritual fire and is very practical. It can be used for lighting and heating when it is in, and it can be used for frying fish and barbecue when it is out. Ye Zhuo wants to keep it for emergencies.

It was certainly an innocuous move.Wen Xing stopped the flying sword, frowned and said, "Put it down."

Ye Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't it senior, you are reluctant to give me a lantern?"

This is of course a joke. A cultivator of the first level of Shenxuan, even if he is not rich, is absolutely impossible to be poor.

Wen Xing's face turned completely cold, "Put it down!"

Ye Zhuo thought about it, and immediately understood that it was the inexplicable luck of the magic cultivator. The world believes that things like spirit fire should not be messed with, because they are born to attract evil and filth, and folks even say that they have been trained by the demon cultivator. Lanterns, the fire will turn into hell's will-o'-the-wisps, so the spirit fire lamps offered by wealthy people in Taoist temples must be extinguished on ghost festivals, because they are stained with unclean.

Ye Zhuo thought that this is nonsense, Moxiu has that ability, forget about going to the underworld to be the seducer of the King of Hades, eating delicious food and drinking spicy food is so much fun, and you still need to be cowed by his beating, like a tortoise who dare not stand up for hundreds of years?

Wen Xing wanted to take the lantern out of his arms, but Ye Ju held it tightly, so he just said with a straight face, "I still handle the lantern in the White Prison...it will affect luck."

Ye Zhu wondered, "Then I'm in the White Prison right now, so I'll be the most unlucky person in the world after I get out? Since I'm already unlucky enough, are you afraid of being even more unlucky?"

Wen Xing had never seen such nonsense, so he said, "There are lanterns everywhere in the world, what's the use of keeping them?"

Ye Zhuo laughed immediately, "It's very useful. I'm afraid of the dark and ghosts. I heard that the lantern of the spirit fire can ward off evil spirits. I have to keep it."

This is pure nonsense. Ye Zhuo has a personality of not going to Fangjiewa for three days. When he first practiced Taoism with his master, he liked to run around in the fairy mansion in the middle of the night. The geese in the mansion couldn't sleep well. Even if there was anything in the house, it would piss him off. His master even said that the ghost would have to burn incense every day to beg the young master to get out of here. It can be seen that if it is really in the middle of the night that the ghost meets the fairy, it is very likely that the ghost will kill him. Scared him to death.

Wen Xing frowned, "Ghosts are compiled by the world, there are no ghosts in the world."

Ye Zhuo insisted, "But I think there is. Every night when I sleep, there is a gust of wind and ghosts cry and howl under the bed. The fortune teller also said that my horoscope is too light, and it is easy to attract ghosts."

Wen Xing probably has never seen such a person in his life, his eyes widened slightly, "How can fortune tellers be credulous?"

Ye Zhuo said, "I believe it, otherwise how do you explain that there are people singing "Jin Ping Mei" under my bed every day? It must be that Pan Jinlian and others are still alive. I would rather believe it or not."

Of course Wen Xing had never seen "The Golden Plum", nor did he know anything about Pan Jinlian Ximenqing, he just thought it was the woman who was wronged greatly in the folktale, he was silent for a long time, probably because he was very impressed with Ye Zhuo's uncarable nature. Speechless, he finally waved his sleeves angrily, "As you wish."

Ye Zhuo was satisfied.

Ta Ling floated in mid-air, and clicked twice, "It's the first time I've seen Wen Xing so angry in so many years, Xianjun, in terms of the thickness of your skin, you are really a rare talent throughout the ages."

Ye Zhuo had already stepped onto Wen Xing's flying sword, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Feijian's speed is extremely fast, even if Jingcheng is thousands of miles away from Xiaquan, it is only a moment's effort.

Wen Xing's saber is a long sword, it looks a little old, the only thing about it is that the hilt is inlaid with a piece of white jade, Ye Zhu is sitting firmly on the jade piece at this moment, His baggy sleeves were blown up.

Wen Mang sat under Ye Zhu's buttocks, couldn't see anything, and asked sullenly, "Where are we?"

Ye Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, and comforted him, "It's almost Jiangchuan, don't panic, I'll find you when I land."

Although Wenmang Pagoda is the number one treasure in the entire world of cultivating immortals, Wenmang is still a weapon after all. It is difficult to act alone for a long time without the body. It is okay when it is more than ten miles away from the tower body. It has to be attached to other things, such as the piece of precious jade on Wen Xingjian, which has hidden spiritual power, which meets the requirements of possession.

Ye Zhu probably didn't like to sit other people down, but the hilt of the sword was only so big, and he couldn't stand, so he could only move his hip slightly, "I told you not to follow, you have to Follow me."

Wen Mang said curiously, "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs. I'm not afraid that you might die in an unknown place."

At that time, when he went back to the spring palace, he intended to warm up. Although the pagoda spirit was useless without its body, it was just a coquettish mascot, and at least it could pull the tiger skin of a fairy king as a banner.Now that there is Wen Xing with a high cultivation base, Ye Zhuo wants to change the mascot in an instant.

He didn't care. "I'm also a god after all. How can I die so easily. And Wen Xing's cultivation level is quite high."

Wen Mang sneered, "What's the use of his high cultivation base, and he's not really your apprentice, so he can be sent by you at will?"

"Why isn't he my apprentice?" Ye Juqi said, "Even if he wanted to hack me to death, wouldn't he have severed the master-student relationship with me? Besides, I can't send you a job, so I can still help you."

Wen Mang said, "How do you say?"

Ye Zhuo said, "You can also see that although he is a demon himself, he doesn't like demons, right? It would be good to have another Gao Xiu who hates demons."

He explained the whole story to Wen Mang, "I have lived a stable life in the human world for 300 years since I fell into immortality. Living in Jingcheng, I don’t want to find traces of many monsters. I can’t see the monk’s realm now, and I can’t track their actions. Some changes in Jingcheng make me faintly feel that something is wrong. At this time, I must be a high-level cultivator Shock field"

Wen Mang's expression froze, "Demon?"

"Yes." Ye Zhuo said, "Since thousands of years ago, I drew the Zhanghe River as the boundary with the demon cultivators, and drove all the demon cultivators to Beihuang. It has been a long time since I saw demons in the world. Now these demon cultivators not only come back You know, the Three Lights and Four Seasons Formation came from Guangyu Yuanjun, who is a senior god who is much older than me, and his formation is a lot of stalls that can be seen everywhere."

Wen Mang frowned, "Could it be that there is a traitor among the human monks."

Ye Zhuao said: "Ten chances, the cultivation level is definitely not low, and there is more than one. I can't track it down alone, so I want to call you. The spirit treasures were scattered around the day I fell into immortality, and the rest of the spirits have passed away. You're the only one who believes. As for Wen Xing...it's really not what I expected. But I've always been a good judge of people, even though I'm cultivating demons, I think he has some unavoidable difficulties."

Immortal Chongning is free to do small things, but has a good grasp of major ones. Seeing that his analysis is logical, Wen Xing can't help dispelling his doubts.

Xianjun rubbed his chin, "What's more, Xingchang Wen is so eye-catching. I haven't seen such a beauty in 80 or [-] years."

Wen Xing "..."

Ye Zhuo said with a smile, "What kind of mushrooms are young people doing in the tower every day, with such a high level of cultivation, they always have to come out to breathe."

Wen Xing's eyes were dull, and he repeated, "...the main reason is to be good for the eyes, right?"

The fact that Chongning Xianjun likes beauties is known to everyone thousands of years ago. Anyway, he has never been bothered to hide it. He admires and praises generously.But Xianjun doesn't care about the aftermath of the world, I don't know if the descendants of Xiaquan Palace can't tolerate the stains of the founder of Taoism, so he directly gave Xianjun a face of an old man with exhausted energy and a kidney dysfunction.In the biography of "Chongning Immortal", there is a story about an immortal who had no choice but to enter the brothel for the sake of the human race, possessed by Fa Hai for a moment, meditated in the hall, and read the "Diamond Sutra" all night.

Regarding this, Xianjun sneered, "The Tao Te Ching? I really don't know, but I can sing a few lines of Zuihonglou or Yingying's Biography to them."

Regarding Ta Ling's doubts, Ye Zhu smiled and almost waved his fan, "He is so good-looking, such a beauty who is cold on the outside and gentle on the inside is more popular. I used to read story books, and there are ten books about the male protagonist. Jiuben looks like this. If he was born in my time, the girls who like him can line up from the gate of Xiaquan Mountain to the top of Xiaquan Mountain. This face will not come out for everyone to admire, but stay in the tower every day for you to see , that’s really reckless.”

Wen Mang twitched, "I'm sorry, his cultivation base is too high, I actually dare not watch it."

Ye Zhuo chatted with Wen Mang here and there, the outline of Jingcheng could already be seen from a distance on the flying sword, Wen Xing glanced at it, and immediately stopped the flying sword.Ye Zhuo half-knelt up and looked down, only to see that the whole city was filled with black air, the color was as gloomy as ink spread on rice paper.These black qi are not like ordinary dark clouds, which stand alone in the sky, but more like a gray-black giant, holding the entire Jingcheng upside down.The unknown is revealed in the treachery.

Ye Zhuo thought, "It turns out that Jingcheng's luck is so bad."

Things like luck, although illusory, really exist.Some monks call it "the secret of heaven", the so-called "the fate of the poor is entrusted to the emperor", although personal fortune does not depend entirely on the secret of heaven, but luck can be divided into good and bad.

The higher the monk's cultivation level, the stronger his sense of luck.If it was Jian Qing and Jian Bai's cultivation base today, looking at Jingcheng would only feel a little depressed, Wen Xing could sense the ominous, although Ye Zhuo fell into a fairy, he was a former fairy, and his sense of luck far surpassed others. In order to see the silky gray black smoke.

Wen Xing stared at this small city at the foot of Mount Yi. Jingcheng was only separated by a mountain from Jiangchuan, the largest city in the world. Even if you looked at it from high altitude, you could see its prosperity.He closed his eyes and carefully perceived the aura of the city, then turned his head and asked Ye Zhuo, "Where is your home?"

This trip is not so safe, and mortals should not come to muddy water.

However, Ye Zhuo waded through mountains and rivers to swim in the muddy water. Not only did he do it by himself, but he also dragged Wen Xing out of the White Prison to do it together. good.

Ye Zhuo invited with great interest, "My home is in the south of Jingcheng City. I just bought a second-entry house with a yard. Seniors come to Jingcheng for business. Why don't you live in my house?"

He had planned to move to Jingcheng, and the yard was bought, but before he could move, there were only a few weeds waving in the wind, and the pots and pans were still in Jiangchuan.

Wen Xing also thought of Jiangchuan next door, he said, "You go back to Jiangchuan, and come back after Jingcheng is done."

The high-ranking monk is so thoughtful, others should have been grateful to Dade, lest the monk walk away.However, Ye Zhu deliberately interrupted, wishing that Wen Xingsheng

He was angry, anyway, according to the personality of the cheap apprentice, it was impossible to throw him off the flying sword with the collar, and he reckoned that he would not talk to him at most, so he started talking nonsense, "No, I have a lot of small flowers and grasses in my house. In a few days, they will die."

Wen Xing's self-cultivation is really good, "I'll water it for you."

Ye Zhuo went on to talk nonsense, "No, I have a litter of kittens and dogs at home, they will recognize me, and they won't see me going on hunger strike to protest."

The warm jade on the soles of the feet flashed a light, and Wen Mang asked curiously, "Aren't you allergic to dog hair? Do you have a dog? What kind of dog is it? Its vitality is so tenacious, and it hasn't been killed by you yet?"

In front of the beauty, Ye Zhuo ignored him lazily.

Xiaquan is very cold all the year round, and there are no living things except cranes and other extremely tenacious insects. Of course, Wen Xing has never kept pets, so he doesn't know how cats and dogs live without their owners. Is it more fun to jump up and down when playing, or is it really lovesick.Hearing Ye Zhuo say this, he didn't insist, the two put away the flying swords, beat the city gate side by side and entered Jingcheng.