Advise Qingshan

All the way in silence, he walked with Wen for a while, Ye Zhuo's vision gradually brightened, and when the white light was clearly visible, he was finally able to see everything around him.

They are standing on a large round platform at the moment, and there is an enchantment on it. The enchantment is warm and dry, and the air is filled with the light fragrance of cedar. Knowing whether it has anything to do with the spiritual power of the high-level monks, there are some canopy-shaped things around here, Ye Zhuo looked into it, and it turned out to be a small circle of mushrooms.

In the center of the round platform are ten huge stone tablets at least ten feet high, all carved from spirit stones, and they are faintly glowing at the moment.Surrounding it was a circle of small pools for storing water, and Ye Zhuo identified it with the naked eye, and it was probably full of blood.

He looked at the person leading the way in front again, Wen Xing was slender but a little thin, and every fold of the hem of his clothes was combed meticulously, like those hundreds of years old antiques, but there was no crown on his head, The loose hair is very long, all the way to the waist.

Ye Zhuo said inwardly, "Strange."

According to his usual experience, the colder the monk, the more he pays attention to manners and etiquette, and the more demanding he is on the details. However, Wen Xing's clothes are neatly arranged like this, and his hair is disheveled in front of outsiders. There is a big bright red peony flower on top, which looks very out of place.

He smiled, and said, "Who is the senior, this dress is so beautiful."

This person is known as Elder Xiaquan, but his clothes are very different from those of the above disciples.The disciples above were dressed in white, and covered with a plain white thin coat. Only the sleeve ends and hem were embroidered with black silk, like ink splatters in the water.It is taken from the allusion of "immortal left ink" in Xiaquan Palace.

Although Wen Xing also had a toga with long sleeves, he didn't have a coat, and only wore the white coat underneath, which looked a little loose.If it’s not a big flower to see people with hair, then wearing an underwear can be compared to the prince’s grandson riding a donkey and dancing, which is very strange.

He felt again that the elder was locked up.

Wen Xing paused as he walked forward, without looking at him, he just said, "What does it have to do with you."

Ye Zhuo then apologized, "Senior, don't bother me, this junior has no other intentions, just curiosity."

Wen Xing was indifferent, "Why did you go to the White Prison?"

This is a serious question.

Ye Zhuo's scrutinized expression stopped, and he showed confusion at the right time, "I don't know, this junior ate two peaches at random, and suddenly told someone what happened, so I brought them here."

This statement is half true and half false, Ye Zhu is actually fine, he just came to find Wen Mang, and picked a minor crime at random, he should have left when he met Wen Mang, but the people and things below It's interesting, he has always been curious, and he doesn't mind staying for two more days.

Wen Xing frowned slightly, he looked at Ye Zhuo, and saw that Ye Zhuo's face was full of innocence and kindness.Chongning Xianjun is different from many monks. He doesn't like the appearance of an old man in the traditional sense. God rewarded him with a handsome face, so he walked through the market generously, so his appearance has always been unknown to the world. The deep young man looked very harmless, and he really had no cultivation, nor did he have the filthy temperament of a vicious person, Wen Xing made a conclusion at a glance.

He turned his back, "White Prison does not detain mortals, you stay here for a while, I will report to the head and let you out."

——This person is at the bottom of the prison, but he can talk to the head of the house casually?

Ye Zhuo thought, "Could it be that I guessed wrong, this is really an ordinary guarding elder?"

He kept guessing inside, but he didn't show his face, he just made a salute, and said with a smile, "thank you, senior."

Wen Xing nodded slightly, did not say a word after reciting him, and silently recited a formula, and immediately sacrificed the flying sword, a stream of light flashed, Ye Zhu felt his white clothes flying, and he couldn't see anyone.

As soon as the senior monk left, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.Just now Ye Zhuo was still standing upright with the posture of a junior, but now he immediately slanted and sat cross-legged beside the inscription behind him, knocking on the floor casually, "Still pretending to be dead."

Wen Mang showed his figure beside him, sat down cross-legged, and patted his chest, "Do you know what this man is? I, a thousand-year-old monster, have weak legs in front of him, so I can't pretend to be dead."

Ye Zhuo said, "I can't tell, what kind of cultivation? I can see his bones, he should be quite young."

Wen Mang said, "That's amazing. At the age of 27 this year, Shenxuan has successfully ascended half a step. What a terrifying talent. If you are born a little later, Xianjun, the position of the number one swordsman of the human race will be abdicated immediately."

Ye Zhuo said with a smile, "It's not that he was born a little later, at least 3000 years later... And since he is the elder of Xiaquan, he is my disciple. If I am not the sword king, he may still be in some deep mountain without this fairy relationship." What about Lao Lin herding cattle and mining?"

Wen Mang said, "This kind of person is so likely to herd cattle. At least he is digging emeralds and gold mines. Maybe he will be picked up by other sects. Now that he eats hot food, he doesn't need to stay here in the dark." bottom of the tower?."

Ye Zhuao said, "That's right, I just don't know why he was put here. The suzerain of this generation is really willing to throw him in the White Prison? I heard that now the world of cultivating immortals likes him who is so cold, so you can dress him up a little bit." , go to the door and be a door boy, attract more beautiful female disciples to the spring palace for me, and solve the problem of more men than women in kendo, isn't it better than being sent to the White Prison?"

Wen Mang sneered inexplicably.

Ye Zhuo didn't take it seriously, he lay down on the ground casually, looked at the sky with his eyes open, and added, "If it's my disciple, with such talent, I have to confess it as a treasure."

He was just sighing casually, but Wen Mang's expression suddenly became weird, and he looked Ye Zhuo up and down, with a deep sense of surprise and uncertainty in his expression.

Ye Zhuo showed him inexplicably, "What?"

Wen Mang's eyebrows raised high, "Are you really old and have a bad memory, or are you really fickle and ungrateful?"

Although Immortal Chongning admired beauties when he was young, his attitude has always been to be far-sighted but not sloppy. He has never really dated anyone, and it is absolutely unworthy to be called ignorant. Ye Zhuo sat up halfway, frowned and said: explain?"

Ta Ling also frowned, "Isn't Wen Xing the apprentice you personally accepted from the White Jade Palace? It's only been ten years, and you don't remember."

Ye Zhuo frowned and said decisively, "It's absolutely impossible."

Grandpa Wen Xing probably wasn't even born on the day he fell into immortality, and Ye Jue couldn't protect himself after falling into immortality. It has been more than 300 years since he touched a sword, and he was afraid of burning himself with a fire stick. , thinking about saving money in Jiangchuan to plant flowers and buy yards, not to mention accepting apprentices.

Wen Xing showed hesitation on his face, "On the day when you accepted your apprentice, the spring was surrounded by auspicious clouds, and cranes from all directions came to court. Within a thousand miles, the clouds disappeared, and all sects in the world sent disciples to congratulate you. The momentum is so great that it is not fake."

Ye Zhuo straightened up, "It doesn't seem like a fake, it's a fake."

Wen Mang showed hesitation, "You really didn't accept it?"

Ye Zhuo tapped him on the head with his finger, "It's really not me, you can't believe my character, how could my disciple be placed in such a ghostly place." He held his chin, "I haven't set foot in the world of cultivating immortals for more than three hundred years, and someone Acting in my name?"

Wen Mang thought for a while, "But these years, this person has done this in your name. I have never heard of anything else about you, Xianjun, except accepting disciples."

Ye Zhuo didn't ask about world affairs for many years, and didn't talk about other things. He couldn't even tell whether Xiaquan's current head was round or degraded. He had no idea about this counterfeit at all. He has the highest seniority in Xiaquan Palace, so he must have a detached status, so do you know why Wen Xing was locked up here?"

Wen Mang said, "It's easy to say, but it's..."

Ye Zhuo straightened his upper body following his words, but before the word "yes" could be said, Wen Xing's expression changed, and he suddenly got up and kicked him on the shoulder.This kick was so hard that Immortal Chongning kicked him so hard that he didn't know what day or night he was. He threw himself on the ground and moved directly to the edge of the platform with that force. His clothes were rubbed to pieces, and he almost couldn't stop the car. One planted in a blood pot.

Ye Zhuo thought to himself, "Where did this song come from?"

He was kicked all kinds of meat and vegetables, and when he sat up, his head was covered with countless thoughts ups and downs in his head, "It is impossible that the little pagoda spirit he raised since he was a child took this cheap apprentice as his concubine" , Seeing that he refused to admit it, did you come to avenge your little lover?"

Before he could sort out the clues from this tangled and complicated ethical drama, a surprised voice came from beside him, "Are you not dead?"

Ye Zhuo just got up and looked to the side, it turned out to be those two monsters blocking the way and begging for money, who jumped down from that floor, and just happened to fall on the place where Ye Zhuo was sitting just now.

He knew that the two monsters were watching Wen walk, thinking that he had just jumped down and searched the corpse to pick up the leak.

The impoverished Xianjun rubbed his thousands-year-old waist, feeling that his cervical spine was going to be dislocated.After a while, he stood up with his hands on his shoulders, and said with a forced smile, "What a coincidence, the two seniors, why are you here?"

Seeing the drastic change to a living person, the corpse pickers looked a little unnatural.Tao Niang got up from Uncle Tao, pinched her nose, "Little brother, you are too desperate, it's just a few spirit stones, it's not worth falling to your death."

With his bald head, Uncle Tao unexpectedly followed suit with a kind look on his face, "I said that kindness makes money, that is, if you can get it, you can get it if you can't. Look, young people are young. For some money, so desperate."

These monsters actually know how to spare their lives.

It was the first time for Immortal Chongning to be reprimanded like this, and it was still a bit of a novelty.The tone of the two monsters was gentle when they spoke, and they didn't feel ashamed and angry when they were deceived by him. They didn't look like treacherous people. Ye Zhu took a closer look, and he couldn't see any coldness.

If it's just a matter of robbery and petty theft, it will only be locked up for a few days in the human world. When it's busy, the policeman won't even take a look at it.

He felt that Immortal Chongning and his pagoda had been insulted, and said via voice transmission, "Wen Mang, tell me what's wrong with you. I asked you to come and suppress the evil spirits. What have you been shutting down all day long?"

Wen Mang wondered, "It's all locked by your disciples and grandchildren, so what does it have to do with me? Didn't you think of it when you created me? My downstairs disciples come and go whenever they want, and whoever wants to be locked up, If I die, it is a red card in the White Prison Building of Xiaquan Palace, and the head teacher of Xiaquan is a serious bustard, when do you think the red card can pick on mother?"

Ye Zhuo didn't bother to talk about Wen Mang's strange metaphors. He looked at Tao Niang and saw that the sweat on the tip of their noses was dripping from both of them. Ye Zhuo himself described it as bleak. The three of them stood in a big triangle, three beggars at once Looking at each other, there is a tendency of the three kingdoms standing together, and the war seems to be imminent.

However, Wenmanta has a characteristic. The lower the cultivation base is, the harder it is to suppress. These two are now suppressed to almost no cultivation base. They are obviously here to pick up leaks. Now they really want to beat Ye Zhu to death with their fists. After hammering for a long time, not to mention that everyone is a hundred years old, with old arms and legs, and they don't want to move too much, so they just shook hands and turned the fight into a jade silk.

The three of them stood with their backs against the spirit stone tablet, and started to look at the sky in unison in a peaceful embarrassment, and they were quite heroic.

Tao Niang said first, "Did you see your lord? Where did he go?"

Ye Zhuo said, "You mean Mr. Wen Xing?" He put gold on his face without hesitation, "Go to intercede with my suzerain."

This topic is obviously out of the question.

Tao Niang said, "Have you eaten?"

Ye Zhuo "I ate two peaches just now, but unfortunately I lost them on the way to the ground, otherwise I could bring you two as well."

They fell into an awkward silence for a moment.

Sitting like this is obviously not an option. Uncle Tao was about to pat his butt and leave, but Tao Niang suddenly covered his mouth and asked, "Do you think this place is a little brighter?"

Ye Zhuo's night blindness was very serious, and he didn't understand the subtle light. He looked up casually as he said, and he really saw the light.

The bottom of the tower, which is thousands of feet deep, does not even want a ray of sunlight to visit. There is actually a little light on the top of the head. This light is not the same as the spirit stone. The spirit stone is a cold fluorescent light, which makes the bottom pale and the top Dao is golden, warm and gentle, more like the firelight of a lantern than the eternal cold light of Lingshi.

Tao Niang pushed Uncle Tao, and said in horror, "Could it be that your lord is back?"

Ye Zhuo squinted his night-blind eyes, looked at it for a long time, and finally realized "No."

The visitor was carrying a warm yellow glazed lamp. He was a young man in his late twenties. He came very quickly, approaching him in the blink of an eye, and his aura swept across the ground, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

He was wearing a black and white Xiaquan daoist suit, his appearance was somewhat similar to Jian Qing's, but his cultivation was much higher. He glanced around the ground and said sharply, "Where is Elder Xuesong?"

This person moved in a hurry and looked very anxious. He stared at them at this moment, although his expression was ruthless, but he had a rather stern look on his face.

Ye Zhuo said, "If you ask Daoist Wen Xing, he probably went to your head. He just left, you go after him."

The man's face was pale, and he said anxiously, "There is no hurry!"

Before the words fell, the entire Wenmang Tower vibrated violently, followed by the sound of rocks cracking. Ye Zhuo listened intently, but the sound outside the tower was noisy, and because the tower walls were so thick, nothing could be heard.

Ye Zhuo grabbed the foot of the stele, and the sound transmission tower spirit "what's the matter"

Wen Mang's tone is inconvenient, and it seems commonplace to say, "The monsters attacked the mountain, not once or twice."

Ye Zhuo turned his head, "Xiao Daoist, your elders have just left, you can catch up if you go after them."

The trail leader bit his lower lip, stepped on the flying sword and galloped away.

When the Taoist leader disappeared, Ye Zhu also patted the ashes on his buttocks and stood up.

Tao Niang seemed to be planning to run away, seeing Ye Zhuo's appearance, she asked "You?"

Ye Zhuo said, "Sit down, I won't accompany you."

Uncle Tao said in surprise, "Wen Mang has a formation, you can't get out."

Ye Zhuo cupped his fists and smiled, and suddenly said, "I wonder if you two have heard that there is someone in the court who is good at being an official?"

What he said was wrong, making people doubt his true cultural level.I saw him take out a paper thing from his bosom, and patted it on his body casually. The two monsters looked confused, but saw him flying up into the air without any object at the next moment, and the speed was not lower than Yujian during the flow of spiritual power. After a while, he flew away from the top of the tower. With the acquiescence of Wen Manta Ling, the prohibition on the tower could not stop him at all.

The dignified Tao Niang just now was dumbfounded, "What the hell is this?"

Uncle Tao asked, "Why can he go out."

Wen Mang rolled his eyes and thought, "Of course it's because I'm his relative."