Advise Qingshan

This place is close to the river, and the river is very rainy. The house has always been beautiful with winding paths leading to secluded places.

Although the Yishan Niangniang Temple where Ye Zhuo is located is still some distance away from Jiangchuan, the standard style has the characteristics of the southern elegance and gracefulness. After passing the main hall for worship, there is a square patio that catches the rain behind, and there is a peach in the middle. Tree.It's just that it's not the season for flowering and fruiting at this moment, only some green leaves with rain are still stretching.

The branches and leaves of the peach tree are very regular, and it seems that someone prunes them regularly.It seems that this is not an abandoned temple, but an inhabited pavilion.

Wen Mang followed him, turning sideways quietly, "Just now your disciple's luck has fluctuated, and I think he has been besieged."

Ye Ju asked, "Is he seriously injured?"

Wen Mang said, "I can't feel it, but it shouldn't be a big problem until you finish talking with the person inside."

Ye Zhu paused and said with a smile, "Oh? Do you know who's inside?"

Wen Mang said, "Of course I have no idea, but you must have already guessed seven or eight."

Ye Zhuo didn't answer, just opened the umbrella, walked non-stop through the courtyard, knocked on the buckle on the carved mahogany door, his voice was solemn and gentle, as if he was calling on a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "Young Master Song, Won't you come out and see?"

The wooden door opened in response to the sound, and Song Zhangting walked out of it. He still painted his face like a ghost, led Ye Zhuo in and sat down, and kindly poured him a cup of tea. Kui must be clearer, glowing thin red.

Ye Zhuo took a sip from the teacup, he was used to enjoying it, and he had drunk countless good teas, and he recognized the category almost as soon as he took it.

"Yaozu's tea before the rain, you are a monster"

Song Zhangting didn't deny it, but just asked, "Do you know that I have a problem?"

Ye Zhuo said perfunctorily, "You are the only one following the whole process."

Song didn't take it seriously, but smiled, "Guan Lingxiu really has sharp eyes."

Wen Mang clicked his tongue, "Guan Lingxiu? Does she regard you as a prostitute?"

Ye Zhuo remained calm.

Song Zhangting also poured a pot of tea for himself, and said with a smile, "I heard that Guan Lingxiu offended Immortal Chongning in the early years. The Immortal was furious and destroyed countless swords in the world. You have no cultivation now. This is true. ?”

——This is already the beginning of a chicken-and-duck conversation.

Wen Mang was confused, "What is he talking about?"

Ye Ju said, "I don't know what he's talking about."

However, this did not affect Xianjun's cooperating performance in a serious manner. He sighed, as if he didn't want to mention it, he just said, "Chongning Xianjun is a gentleman in person, but..."

Song Zhangting completed the second half of the sentence very cooperatively. He was quite indignant, "Crossing the river and demolishing bridges after taking advantage of spiritual cultivation is indeed not what a man does. I have always admired the immortal, but I didn't know that he is such a villain."

His brows were tightly wrinkled and his nose flared as he spoke, as if quite aggrieved.

Ye Zhuo said to Wen Mang, "This guy has better acting skills than me."

"Everyone is better than you." Wen Mang said, "Do you know what he's talking about?"

Ye Zhuao said, "I have some guesses, and the truth is not far from ten."

Guan Guan is different from Wen Mang. The countless birth ranks in the world are several times better than Wen Mang Tower, and it is Ye Chongning's natal treasure. As a sword spirit, Guan Guan does not need to be attached to anything at all, and his appearance is almost No different from ordinary people.

Back then, Ye Zhuo and the monster clan divided the world, and made an agreement not to disturb each other.However, when it comes to making a contract, in fact, countless sword lights in the world have almost crossed every inch of land on the dividing line. Wherever the sword of the fairy is pointing, where blood is pouring, where is the boundary between humans and monsters.

Of course, such a heavy sum of karma is enough to attract the sanction of heaven, but Ye Jue has been eating, drinking and having fun for hundreds of years without any problem. The Xinggong found a fragment of one of the countless nine swords in the world. From that day on, Xianjun never used this natal magic weapon again, and even the spirit seal on his forehead disappeared.

Therefore, there have always been rumors that in order to resist the cause and effect, the sword spirit who was burdened with killing was thrown out by the fairy king as a scapegoat to block the sword. Guan Lingxiu was afraid of being destroyed, so he betrayed the master and left. After traveling thousands of miles, the righteousness of master and servant was scattered like clouds , Countless people in the world hate Ye Chongning to the bone.

And the remaining eight swords on Ye Zhuo's waist, as well as the countless movements collected from the world, made people mistake her for a waitress.

Wen Mang said, "Sometimes I say you are a gentleman, and another time I say you are a despicable villain, Xianjun, you are so confusing and confusing like a dream."

Song Zhangting said with satisfaction, "Since we all hate Xianjun, how about we make a deal?"

Ye Zhuo showed great interest, and quickly put down the teacup, "Please tell me."

The first thing Song Zhangting mentioned was Baiyutan.

This palace of Chongning Immortal Monarch has been abandoned since countless swords were broken in the world. It is rumored that it was originally a spiritual land with beautiful mountains and rivers. In the world, there are countless relics and scattered fairy palaces, but after being abandoned, they become ownerless things, and no one has seen them again.

Ye Zhuo tapped the table with his slender fingers, "You found Baiyutan, and you want me to open it?" He smiled, "Okay, but since it's a deal, and you want me to hand over Xianjun Chongbao, you give it to me." What?"

Song Zhangting said, "Lingxiu is without a spiritual weapon, just like a river without its source. Presumably Lingxiu is eager to become a human being. What I can give you is of course an excellent body."

Ye Zhuao said, "Excellent body...?" He smiled, "You mean Wen Xing?"

He stroked it with Wen Mang, and he roughly understood what Song Zhangting and the others meant.Presumably, the Yaozu found Baiyutan by mistake. Suffering from the restriction of the Immortal Monarch on it, they paid attention to Wen Xing, the legendary disciple of the Immortal Monarch. However, they repeatedly attacked the mountain and tried unsuccessfully. They may have discovered that Wen Xing could not defeat him. Opening Baiyutan, I didn't want to meet Ye Zhuo this time, and mistook him for a waiter.

There are countless spiritual cultivations in the world, and one sword has been destroyed. Not only is the cultivation base completely lost, but it is also difficult to cultivate.We can only hope for Duoshe, the only one in the world who can resist Lingxiu's huge spiritual power and can perfectly integrate with him is Wen Xing, the legendary disciple of the Immortal Monarch who is in the same line as Ye Chongning.

Song Zhangting probably replaced the position of the Lingguan shortly before going to Jingcheng from Wen Xing. He just wanted to see from Wen Xing's head, but the Ye Zhu he met in the end was far worse than Wen Xing who hadn't taught Xianjun for a few years. Naturally, Guanwan is more familiar with the restrictions of Baiyutan, and Ye Zhuo's behavior of following Wen Xing all the way is also seen as wanting to seize the opportunity.

There are countless whereabouts in the world, but everyone knows exactly where Wen Xing is.

He asked, "I want to know Wen Xing's whereabouts and see if he has been taken away. Is this why your clan has repeatedly attacked the mountain?"

Song Zhangting nodded.

Wen Mang frowned, "What do you want to say? If you want Wen Xing's body, your apprentice will die. If you don't want it, the Yaozu must know that you are not a waiter. If they guess you are Ye Chongning, then you will definitely die."

"Procrastinate first." Ye Zhuo looked at Song Zhangting, "give me the body, but what about the soul? Mr. Song wants to knock twice for a deal,"

Song Zhangting smiled strangely and said, "The soul is naturally..."

Ye Zhuo still stood casually, holding his breath in private.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, there was a sharp explosion in his ear.

The two looked up, and saw that the distant mountain peaks were overflowing with dust, and half of them were cut off alive. This small temple on the top of the mountain will be submerged in an instant!

However, at the same moment, the ripple-like enchantment suddenly spread, like a huge net thrown by the Son of God, the golden light covered the ground, the air waves didn't even move the branches and leaves of the trees, and the peach trees in front of the court remained motionless.

Ye Zhu rubbed his chin, "'Hai Boping' learned well."

He looked up, and through the layers of branches of ancient trees, he could just see Wen Xing holding a sword standing in the void, on top of a flattened mountain peak, surrounded by six or seven people in a fan shape, advancing and retreating at a certain pace, obviously another However, the two faced each other, but no one dared to move forward.

Ye Zhuo sneered, "Wen Xing's cultivation is not much worse than that of Chongning Xianjun when he was young, even worse. You Yaozu are so confident in buying and selling other people's bodies and souls."

Song Zhangting's expression changed slightly.

Ye Zhuao said, "I don't know where you Yaozu learned the formation, but it's a bit of a joke to want to trap Wen Xing to death just based on this."

Immortal Chongning once swung his sword down on Immortal Terrace, cutting off the sea of ​​clouds eight hundred miles away from Xiaquan Mountain, and forcibly splitting out a ray of sunshine below the mountain. When the sword energy passed by, the waves of the East China Sea, thousands of miles away, piled up, and the river tide reversed.Even if Wen Xing was just his disciple with a name, how could he be an idler?

Song Zhangting gritted his teeth, Ye Zhuo on the left and right couldn't go anywhere without cultivation, he had no time to care about Ye Juo anymore, the two of them jumped up, drew out their long swords, and stabbed straight.

Ye Zhuo was standing in the courtyard, they were moving around, but Wen Xing had set up a barrier earlier, even though the sword energy was overflowing from above, the grass and trees all over the mountain were not affected.At this time, the few people moved further and further away, and they couldn't see anything from the square courtyard. Ye Ju looked at his hands, and resigned himself to the pillars and climbed up to the roof.

Wen Mang said, "You really guessed Song Zhangting? I didn't even realize it was him."

Ye Zhuao said, "It wasn't him in the first place, it was just an illusion. His expression was stiff and his muscles were tense. Zhang Xuan actually thought this could fool me? I wasn't sure at first. He has too many flaws. Most people wouldn't think about Song Zhangting at all. If I figured out that he consciously concealed it well, he would definitely ask and wouldn't affirm my perfunctory receipt, wouldn't that mean he's guilty?"

Wen Mang wondered, "How can you be sure it's Zhang Xuan?"

Ye Zhuao said, "Wen Xing's cultivation base is already extremely high. She really didn't ask him for something, but asked me instead? If it is a dream guide, and the dream is a nightmare, then she shouldn't avoid me in the dream." Is it too late?"

He pushed aside the branches above his head, but the branches and leaves were layered, and he could only see a glimmer of light through the gaps. He couldn't even see the clothes corners of the flying people, and he couldn't feel the wind blown by the battle, so he just sat cross-legged On the roof, he lifted Wen Mangping up with both hands, hung it on the highest branch, and asked him "how is it?"

Wen Mang's body was quite heavy, and he swayed against the branch, like swinging on a swing. He flopped his legs and moved to a thicker branch, and only then began to look out.

"I think it's a bit strange." He stood up on two legs, "It stands to reason that with his cultivation base, he wouldn't spend so long with these people. Speaking of it... It was the same way when I went down to the spring, do you remember? I said His spiritual power is intermittent, as if there is something wrong with the exercises."

Ye Zhu touched his chin, "Whose skill did he use?"

Logically speaking, Wen Xinghui should have two sets, the sword formula of Chongning Xianjun, and his own magic cultivation technique.

Wen Mang asked, "Did you see the black air all over the sky?"

The demon cultivators moved their hands, and the luck leaked out. In the eyes of the spirits, there was a black mist overflowing, and the sky was ominous.

Ye Zhuo was old and dim-sighted, and squinted to look out from the overlapping leaves, "Yes, it's quite thick."

Wen Mang said, "Okay, I don't see anything, so I'll tell you about his skills. The eight monsters have already formed an formation, and they used the Ba Yao formation, the vassal of Guangyu Yuanjun. Now Tiankui swung his sword at Lu Cunwei, Wen Qu and Tian Mawei retreated."

The vassal Ba Yao refers to the eight stars where the Ziwei Palace is located. The ancients have always believed that Ziwei is the king of the world, representing the emperor, and the eight stars such as Wenqu are the assistant ministers.Guangyu Yuanjun used the map formed by stargazing to evolve the formation. This formation consists of eight people, and each of the eight people represents a star. The eight people cooperate like a battle.

Ye Zhuao said, "If it were me, I should use 'Ping Tide' to swing from the Wenqu position to the Tianma position, and then take half a step back."

Wen Mang said, "Wen Xing swung from the Wenqu position to the Tianma position with 'Ping Tide', and retreated half a step, while the Wenqu Tianma position reversed and retreated, Zuo Fu and Tian Kui combined their swords and stabbed."

Ye Zhuao said, "We should use 'drunk lying' to avoid these two swords, bend forward to 'swipe hands', and attack the left auxiliary position to the right."

"Wen Xing used 'drunk lying' to avoid the two swords, bent forward and 'flapped his hands', and attacked the left auxiliary position to the right." Wen Mang said, "He has a powerful demonic energy, but he still uses the one from the lower spring, or , your cultivation technique." He spread his hands, "One eye at a time, you will never change, you are like a real apprentice."

Ye Zhuo said, "Is his kung fu running smoothly? If it's really as you said, he shouldn't be injured in the spring."

Wen Mang squinted his eyes for a moment, "It didn't go well, I think it's a bit weird."

They came and said a few words, but the formation in the air had changed several times. The monsters attacked more and more fiercely, and the intertwined sword light covered the sky and covered the earth.

Before Wen Mang finished speaking, Ye Zhu only saw Wen Xing taking a step forward in the light of the sword. He walked very calmly, even a little slowly. The time seemed to be stretched infinitely in an instant. There is no way to avoid it.

Ye Zhuo let out a bad cry, picked up Wen Mang suddenly, and rolled off the roof on the spot.

The moment he landed on the ground, he suddenly saw several figures slamming down hard. The fast Ye Jue could barely catch their tracks. In an instant, he felt the ground shaking and the mountains were shaking, and countless birds flew in the mountains.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang in his ear, and Ye Zhuo raised his eyes to see that Song Zhangting hit the roof directly, forcibly smashing half of the temple down.Debris flew everywhere, and the walls were filled with dust.

Ye Zhuo pushed aside the rubble, most of the trees in front of him fell down, and half of the green mountain top was leveled just now.

Song Zhangting got up from the ground, he was the highest among all the demon cultivators, Ye Zhu looked around, it seemed that he was the only one who was still awake.It's just that the young master's description at this time is really bleak, her hair is disheveled, and her clothes are torn by the sword energy. She leaned on the wall, swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and her face was ferocious. You have fallen into a demon."

Wen Xing didn't look back.

He paused and said, "Go away."

The voice was extremely cold.

Song Zhangting couldn't believe it, "You let me go?"

Wen Xing didn't reply.Song Zhangting is not a fool after all, he reacted in a moment, his face showed ecstasy in an instant, and he didn't care about his companions, stumbling away with Yujian.

Ye Zhu stood behind the wall and watched for a while, Wen Xing's cultivation level was higher than he imagined.Master Cheap was very satisfied. He was still a little puzzled as to why the apprentice let Yaoxiu go, so he immediately planned to talk about it in detail.

Wen Xing suddenly said, "Stop."

Ye Ju "what"

He was a little unable to turn the corner, and while Wen Xing spoke, he still took a step forward.

Hearing a puff, the leaves of the tree came from the sky, nailing half an inch into the soil in front of Ye Zhu, if Ye Zhu's shoes were longer, half of his toes would be cut off immediately.

This is the first time Wen Xing has done anything to Ye Zhuo.

At this time, his back was still facing him, with long windy sleeves and a loose robe, which made him look like a thin human figure, as if he would break if he was pressed, but his voice was extremely cold, "Stop, go back, I I won't kill you."

Ye Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something.

Instead of getting angry, he smiled and said, "I won't stop, and I won't go back. How does the elder want to kill me?"

After finishing this sentence, it seems to be to confirm this sentence. Instead of retreating, he swaggered forward two steps, and his smile deepened, "You are in this state, seeing the aura retrograde and viscera turning over, although I don't know what you just said. What happened, but looking at you now, I'm afraid you can't even hold a sword, so how can you kill me?"

He smiled and said, "If I expected it right, the flying leaf just now consumed the last bit of spiritual power in your body, right?"

Wen Xing's hand holding the sword suddenly bulged with veins.

Where Ye Zhuo couldn't see, his face was pale, although his back was still upright like a pine tree, his waist and abdomen muscles trembled faintly in his sleeves, as if he was enduring great pain.If Ye Zhu walked around to the front, he would be able to see Dou Da's sweat continuously slipping from the corner of his forehead, wetting his underwear where no one could see.

"I didn't want to kill you. It's not good for me to kill you. I'm not a Taoist cultivator. There's no such thing as a demonic cultivator who can be punished." Ye Jue sighed quietly, "I've wanted to ask for a long time, Elder Xuesong, Who did you learn your awkward personality from?"

Wen Xing didn't answer, but Ye Zhuo didn't mind. He opened the bamboo umbrella with both hands, walked forward slowly, and stopped half a step away from Wen Xing. the rain.

The two share an umbrella, and this is a slightly close distance, and Ye Jue can even feel the moist water vapor rising from Wen Xing's body.

Wen Xing seemed to wring out a voice from his throat. It was still cold, but mixed with a slight trill that was hard to detect, "How are you doing?"

Ye Zhuo didn't answer directly, but said, "Elder, it's raining." He stretched out his hand, and the cold raindrops fell on his palm, "The autumn rain in the mountains is always cold."

Seeing that Wen Xing was still indifferent, he sighed again.

"One autumn rain and one cold, Elder, I will not take you down the mountain again. With your current body, you will definitely catch a cold tomorrow."

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When I beat my apprentice, I was beaten into land, but I didn’t realize it the first time. Later, when I read “It’s your real pro-land”, I laughed like crazy.

So long, praise me!