Advise Qingshan

Duanxiu Guangqu and other monks stood in the distance, unable to speak a thousand words in their hearts, they could only stare blankly at the sword.

Behind them is the majestic pass, and in front of them is a vast green hill, on which is the Wendao Tower that has disappeared for thousands of years, and they are like travelers who have strayed into the myth, seeing the gods in ancient legends drawing their swords Trying the sword, there was no other response except Na Na silently.

On the stage of Wen Dao, Xianjun slashed and stabbed with his hands, his posture was as freehand as splashing ink, but that ordinary thrust and stab, seemed to have the mighty power to move mountains and fill seas, so lightly knocked Shi Yiqing's body into the air. Folding the fan, and flipping his wrist, he was firmly nailed to the Wendao platform.

What a grand scene when an immortal draws his sword.

The monks fell in the distance, their lips trembling, and many of them said three times: "I have no regrets in this life."

No matter what the cultivators watching the battle are or what sect they belong to, but when they were young and frivolous, who had never admired the arrogance of Immortal Chongning who broke the river with a sword and pierced the clouds for thousands of miles, and who had never imagined One day, like the immortal king, he will become the pole of the same line and look up to the heroes of the world.

Now, although many people here have no chance of the Dao in this life, when they look at this sword light, they all remember when they first entered the fairy gate, they took the first cheat book from the master and picked the first cheat book in the armory. A weapon, as well as sneaking up in the middle of the night, driving through one week after another in a body that is running spiritual power, with lofty ambitions.

When Fengkou was closed, Chen Kezhen saw that the sword was like moon-white flying snow, sweeping the world white, so he clapped his hands three times, and said with a smile: "Qingwan, Wen Daotai, you now know why Ye Chongning had a bad reputation in the past, but why is he Is he still the most famous fairy in later generations?

"Usually when you see Ye Chongning, he is really just a slut who leans on the red and nestles in the green, a romantic man who sells flowers and wine, and does not have the appearance of a fairy in the eyes of the world. This person stripped off his dandy skin...

"He, Ye Chongning, is still the sharpest sword in the world."

On the Wen Dao stage, Shi Yiqing knelt down, turned his face away, looked at the wound on his shoulder expressionlessly, and curled the corners of his lips, "I didn't expect that you won."

The strange thing is that it was clearly a penetrating wound, but it didn't bleed. When Ye Zhu drew his sword, there was no hindrance, just like stabbing a mass of dead flesh.

Ye Zhu glanced at his wound secretly, knelt down beside him, and said: "You are dying and dying. I heard that you still have a very young child. Where is he? Let me help you." keep."

Shi Yi looked at him blankly, and seemed to be a little stunned. He propped his hand on the ground and shook his head weakly, "No need. Even if I die, he won't be able to survive."

Ye Zhuo couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Ordinary people say, "If I die, he can't live", most of them are for their enemies, but Shi Yi is sitting there quietly, his eyes are filled with a kind of soft nostalgia, like that Children are his dearest companions.

Ye Zhuo and Wen Xing looked at each other, but still couldn't help but said: "If this child is terminally ill, I'm a fairy after all, it's far better to follow me than to follow others."

He added: "You don't have to worry about me retaliating against him, Ye Zhu doesn't bother to do those dirty things."

Shi Yiqing still shook his head.

Ye Zhuo was puzzled: "Why? Your identity was revealed, and Changzhou Duyue turned against you. Now you have no subordinates to raise him. And you have already committed public anger. Unless you stay by my side, the child will inevitably suffer from all kinds of problems in the three domains." The frenzied revenge of the monks. Tell me, there may be a chance."

"Xianjun, you are a real Xianjun."

Shi Yiqing suddenly raised a hand.

Wen Xing's back suddenly tightened, and he clasped Ye Jue's arm calmly, ready to take him away at any time.

Ye Zhuo said: "How do you say that?"

But Shi Yiqing just opened a part of his sleeves, he put his arms across Ye Zhuo, and said: "You are really a fairy, but just look at me?"

At this level of advanced cultivation, unless there is a special aesthetic preference, the skin is bright and white. The monk Gain eats the wind, drinks the dew and does not eat grains, so it should be delicate and smooth to the touch.However, Shi Yiqing's arm was impressively covered with purple-red plaques.

Different shades with sharp edges.

— Corpse spots.

Wen Xing paused, and said in a low voice, "When we first met in Jiangchuan, that child also had such marks on him."

That's right, when they met Shi Yiqing for the first time, they wondered whether the child in his hands had been abused because of the weird color patches on his skin.

Ye Zhuo was startled, and a strange thought suddenly came to him.

"This body of yours belongs to Yuan Jun..." He carefully worded the words, and squeezed out two words word by word from between his teeth.

"……corpse?"

Fengkou was closed, Qing Wan and Wen Daotai both suffocated for breath, Chen Kezhen paused his fingers slightly, and looked at Shui Jing with condensed eyebrows.

Shi Yiqing seemed exhausted, he didn't say a word, and kept his eyes down.

Ye Zhu frowned: "But that child's body..."

He paused, and speculated on his own: "That child's body should be your former body, that child's soul..."

Ye Zhuo has read many books, and there is indeed an ancient method called soul-changing. According to rumors, if the souls of the living and the dead are exchanged, the soul of the dead will have the vitality of the skin of the living, and the skin of the dead will also be suppressed by the soul of the living. Tracking, if you can't find ghosts everywhere, you can live in the world.

He thought quickly: "The soul of that child should be Guangyu Yuanjun... No, it should be a very small part of Guangyu Yuanjun's three souls and seven souls."

"Zuo Zhuan" has a saying, "The beginning of life is called the soul, that is, the birth of the soul, and the yang is called the soul." If there is a lack of soul and a lack of soul, there will be a lack of vitality.

Now that the previous troubles have been solved, it is no wonder that Shi Yiqing has such a high level of cultivation, but his reputation was not obvious before. It is no wonder that his strength is much higher than ordinary monks, but he is not ascending.It's no wonder that Chen Kezhen is extremely talented but can't enter the immortal way. He lives in a high position and eats fine food, but he is plagued by disasters, illnesses and colds.

It's even no wonder that he didn't lift it because he changed his soul.

What Shi Yiqing invoked was Guangyu's cultivation, and Guangyu's soul was partially trapped in that child, and the reincarnated Chen Kezhen had three souls and seven souls at fault, so he lingered on the sick bed.

At this time, Shi Yiqing opened his eyes slightly, and looked at him like alms: "Yes, it's a pity that my method was wrong. For some reason, that child has always been stupid and dull. The teacher's demeanor is just in case."

There are only two words in Ye Zhuo's mind: Ridiculous!

For a moment, he didn't know where to start to criticize, he just shook his head: "Reincarnation of life and death is a natural principle. Since Guangyu died, he will be reincarnated. It's too crazy for you to act like this."

"He shouldn't die!"

Shi Yiqing, who had been quiet just now, suddenly raised his head, like a flash of light, his dark eyes stared at Ye Chuo motionlessly, his pupils were filled with lifeless anger, and he said every word: "But Yuan Jun shouldn't die, those talents in Jiangchuan Damn."

This is not the first time he said Jiang Chuan should die.

Ye Zhuo said: "How do you say that?"

In fact, he was very puzzled at first. Shi Yiqing is already a national teacher. It is not difficult to use the power of the world to find 5000 mortals. Jiang Chuan?What kind of hidden danger is left for no reason, so that Ye Zhuo can use the thunder to forge a sword, and then He Tiandao bargains, and then retreats completely?

Shi Yiqing sneered three times.

He was still struggling to hold on to his last dignity, the thin muscles on his back did not relax, his neck and spine stretched into a straight line, as if he was not nailed here with messy clothes, but wearing a crown and a cloak. What kind of ceremony is held in the pilgrimage of thousands of people.

ceremony.

Ye Zhuo suddenly said: "Those people who died in the massacre did not have reincarnation, they were detained by you, and they repeated the days before the massacre day by day, for 5000 years, you use this 'ritual ', let them make an apology to Lord Guangyu Yuan?"

"They reincarnated. I found them one by one, killed them again, and then detained them again."

With his eyes closed, he calmly said, "I killed a chicken."

"Unfortunately, according to the number, there is still one left that has not been found, and I don't know if the soul has disappeared."

Ye Zhuo asked: "What did the people of Jiangchuan do, that you want to take revenge with such insane means?"

Shi Yiqing paused for a moment, looked at Ye Ju, seemed to let go of his tense breath, spread his hands and lay on his back on the Wendao stage, first laughed softly, then his chest and abdomen swelled, Suddenly he started laughing loudly, he didn't realize the wound he was injured by the extreme action, the facial features of the laughter were ferocious, and he looked like crazy.

Ye Zhuo looked at him coldly and smiled.

After a long time, Shi Yiqing even laughed tears. He wiped his eyes and looked at Ye Zhu with a smile.

"Do you know that after the massacre of the city, the people of Jiangchuan hated him so much that they gritted their teeth and wished they could eat his flesh alive. On that day, 130 million undead people asked him, 'Aren't you the patron saint of Jiangchuan?'" We worshiped him You have been this kind of trash for so many years?', and in the end, there were 130 million screams, 130 million curses, and 130 million continuous ups and downs of 'die, die, die!'”

"These voices come and go, noisy and ear-piercing, disturbing the Qingwu attracting the phoenix and making Yuanjun exhausted, but this is not the funniest thing. Do you know what the funniest thing is?"

He seemed to think it was extremely funny, and couldn't help laughing. After a long time, he finally let go of the tears from the twitching corners of his eyes: "The funniest thing is that some monks have long reminded Jiangchuan officials, reminded Jiangchuan people, and even Remind the long boat to cross the moon! Said that Yuanjun might use Jiangchuan as a battlefield and asked them to leave as soon as possible. But everyone in Jiangchuan didn't care. Why? Because they felt that Yuanjun was here, and Yuanjun was in Jiangchuan. How could something happen to Jiangchuan ?”

"But something happened to Jiang Chuan. Jiang Chuan died 130 million people, so they can vent their anger wantonly, cursing and insulting wantonly, disturbing the city's dark clouds and never having peace, but is this the fault of Lord Yuan?"

Ye Zhuo said: "Of course it's not Yuanjun's fault, but just that, you don't have to be so extreme, right?"

Shi Yiqing seemed to be amused by him again, and he wiped the corner of his eyes: "Xianjun, have you ever thought that massacring a city is a great demerit, killing impermanent ghosts is a great merit, merits and demerits are equal, heavenly rewards and punishments are clear, Yuan Jun is not It should be something, but do you know why he died?"

He paused every word and gritted his teeth: "Because Mr. Yuan didn't die under the punishment of heaven at all!"

The three of Ye Zhuo, and even Chen Kezhen who closed Fengkou, all frowned.

Shi Yiqing continued: "The 130 million dead souls in Jiangchuan are wandering in Jiangchuan every day, and they are almost evil spirits. There are many people who fan the flames and form gangs everywhere. They just don't want to be reincarnated. The people in the main city are not at peace, they are noisy day and night, and they are here to die, do you know what they want to do?"

"They made up their mind that Mr. Yuan would not blame them, so they threatened Mr. Yuan, saying that if they don't want them to go around cholera, and if they want them to reincarnate obediently, they will share their luck with them!"

"Okay." Shi Yiqing suddenly raised his voice: "If they don't want to reincarnate, then they will never have to reincarnate!"

Ye Zhuo was silent.

Although Shi Yiqing seems to be insane now, what he said is probably the truth.

Slaughtering the city is a big mistake, but preventing the impermanent ghost from outside the pass should be a great achievement. The way of heaven rewards merit, and rewards and punishments are clear.From this point of view, not only should Guangyu not be injured, but his cultivation should be one step closer.

Therefore, he probably really divided this part of his luck, and then he ended up dying.

"Yeah, anyway, Yuanjun people are good, of course they dare to make trouble, the bigger the trouble, the more benefits, isn't it?" Shi Yiqing stumbled to his feet, pointing to the ruins in front of him: "Seeing that the wine shop Is there a flag?"

The wine shop was located in the north of Jiangchuan City. The tea-brown wine flag was stained with oily smoke, and it was smoked into a greasy soap color, and the characters on the flag were messed up.

"The waiter in that family doesn't know a single word. He does sneaky things all day long, stealing customers' money bags. He became a high official when he was reincarnated. How did he become a high official? Luckily, he bumped into him during a private visit by the emperor. He burned a fish, and the emperor liked it very much."

He pointed again: "Did you see that pagoda? The little ghost picking up mud in that house is just a bastard. He bullied helpless girls all day long. He was reincarnated but entered the fairyland. He worshiped on the long boat to cross the moon." .Why? It was also a matter of luck, a Gao Xiu fell and broke his hand when he went out, so he picked it up."

"But these are originally Yuan Jun's luck. Yuan Jun has fought day and night to kill the impermanent ghosts. Why should they share? Tell me, why?"

He took a deep breath, his face became grim for no reason, and he paused every word, as if his anger was about to burst out: "Because they kowtowed under the Wendao platform? Because they cursed at others so hard at the end? Because they cursed Mr. Yuan To die? Or is it based on what they said every word when they knelt down, 'Yuan Jun is kind, bless me to get rich, Yuan Jun is kind, bless me to be promoted'?"

Shi Yiqing seemed to want to laugh again, but in the end it all stuck in his throat, he relaxed his muscles, turned his head and glanced blankly at the audience, his whole body showed a kind of madness that just woke up from a hangover, and finally, finally Tired, I sat on the edge of the Wendao platform.

In the distance are the ruined ruins of Jiangchuan and the faint shadow of Fengkou Xiongguan. He sat on the stage and whispered softly, and the strong wind on the stage blew his voice far away.

"Yes, Lord Yuan is kind..."

"Yuanjun...be kind."

Fengkou was closed, and suddenly there was a leisurely sigh.

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Although everyone seems to want me to write it longer, there should be a chapter ending orz this chapter may contain a bit of information, I hope I made it clear.