Advise Qingshan

A pillow lingers in the sky, and thousands of miles of wind blows into the lonely city.

This is exactly the boundary marker he set up in the past to draw the boundary between the two races of humans and monsters. It is located on the bank of the Zhang River - Linjiang.

It's just that what Ye Zhuo didn't know at that time was that this river was one of the residences of Lord Baimuling of the monster clan.

Ye Zhuo secretly groaned, "What kind of ghost formation is this? I dismantled it when I went back. Why did Wen Xingmeng come to this place?"

He thought to himself, "Don't let him see what happened later, I have to find a way to get him out."

However, in things like dreams, the owner of the dream has always been in charge, and the demons are not broken. Even if Ye Zhuo shook Wen Xing's head and sang "Eighteen Touches" to him, or knocked a gong on his head, it would not work.

So he could only be extremely exhausted, waved at City Lord Jiang, and said weakly, "Take me there."

The reason why Linjiang City is called Linjiang is that it was built on the basis of Zhangjiang's natural danger.

Zhangjiang made an abrupt turn here, wrapping the city walls on both sides of the river, forming a natural moat.Chongning Xianjun used this river as the boundary to divide the north and the south, Linjiang became a boundary marker, climbed the city wall, and demon cultivators could face each other across the river. To this day, all major sects in the world still send disciples to guard here all the year round. There are also many top monks in the city, and those who cannot join the sects such as Xiaquan and Longboat Crossing the Moon will travel thousands of miles to Laijiang to seek a chance.

Ye Zhuo boarded the city gate, Wen Xing followed behind him, and a row of monks standing beside him automatically moved out of the way and bowed to him. After they went up, behind them was a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, who seemed to be Song Xuan So, he muttered to others, "Who is that behind Xianjun?"

The Tianshan Sword Sect is also famous for its swords, and many disciples went to Xiaquan to try their luck, hoping to enter the sect of Chongning Xianjun.

A bystander interjected, "I've never seen it before, I heard it's Jiangzhu Si's...Young Master, he served in front of Xianjun."

Song Xuan suddenly realized, "It turned out to be the son of Jianggou."

The senior brothers and sisters quickly went to gag him.

In fact, although their monks respectfully address Jiang Zhusi and Mr. Jiang, they don't think much of these ordinary people who can't cultivate.After all, the status of monks is very different from that of mortals, and the Tianshan faction has always regarded themselves very highly. In fact, if Lord Guangyu Yuan hadn't forcefully separated monks from mortals and strictly ordered monks not to interfere with the rise and fall of mortal dynasties, they would have sometimes It is necessary to communicate with the common people. Nowadays, monks don't have to say hello to such small officials like chief ministers.But no matter how disdainful, no one will put the word dog on their lips.

Jiang Zhusi didn't feel offended, and smiled and flattered his stinky feet, "What the fairy said is right, it's my dog ​​son."

Wen Xing brushed them away and followed Ye Zhuo straight away.

Song Xuan fell behind, looked Wen Xing up and down, and said, "I heard that you selected the servants of the Immortal Lord, but your son is not qualified to serve the Immortal Lord Chongning, except for his face."

Their voices were extremely low, but the monk had sharp eyes and ears, and Ye Jue still heard it. He felt that this young man looked familiar, but no one he knew was such a frivolous and foul-mouthed one. He wanted to teach, and his neck moved stiffly, but There is no way to turn around and scold him.

—Probably because this paragraph is clearly recorded in the history books, as the memory of Immortal Chongning was remembered by the Dazheng, since the moment Ye Zhuo stepped onto the city gate, he has been unable to control the actions of this body up.

This body walked extremely fast, and jumped onto the city wall in the blink of an eye. Ye Zhuo raised his eyes and looked down from the towering city gate. The silt was extremely turbid, and it was impossible to peek under the river.

There was an old man with long beard and white hair at the bottom of the city who quickly climbed up to the city gate. Ye Jue finally pulled the man's face out from the corner, and nodded slightly to him as he looked like a thousand years ago, "Xiao Xianzhang, what's going on?" one thing?"

The old man bowed and said, "Xianjun, this Zhangjiang is weird. I sent three or four waves of people to go forward, but now there is no trace of all the news, and there are many major repairs, so I take the liberty to invite you to investigate."

Trapped in his body, Ye Zhuo looked at the Xianjun thousands of years ago and nodded, "Okay."

Wen Xing seemed to want to speak, but frowned, but still said nothing.

Thousands of years ago, there was no such person as Wen Xing, he was added out of thin air by the Great Formation, and Immortal Chongning didn't know him at all, so according to the track in his dream, he was naturally completely ignored.

In fact, at the very beginning, Ye Zhuo decided that the boundary between humans and monsters was not Linjiang, but the Gutong Mountain area a hundred miles ahead.Although Linjiang City is surrounded by the natural danger of Zhangjiang, human monks are naturally not good at water, and many monsters live in water for a long time.The Zhangjiang River is extremely deep, which is good for the demon cultivators to hide, but not good for the human race to guard.At this time, it was their monks who pushed forward to the border according to the plan. The demon cultivators before had to negotiate good conditions with Ye Zhuo, and those who killed too many evildoers would die under the sword, and the rest went obediently to the north of Gutong Mountain.

Immortal Chongning asked, "Who did you send out?"

The old man said, "There are many, there are dozens of young disciples together. I thought this place has no evil spirits and is very safe. I never thought that the disciples would never return. The other day, Daoist Bai Xiao was worried about the juniors, so he went out to check on himself, but he still hasn't come back today." .”

Bai Xiao is a talisman cultivator at the first level of Shenxuan. Although he is not as good as a sword cultivator, he is superior in his strange and cunning moves, and his combat power is very impressive.If he doesn't come back, there will be a big monster with terrifying cultivation base below.

Others presented the sword for Xianjun Chongning. At that time, countless people in the world had been reforged, and he picked up ordinary iron to make swords.Immortal Chongning took it, wiped it with long silk, and asked him, "How long has Bai Xiao been gone?"

The old man said, "Three days."

It's not a very long period of time, maybe the newly harvested grains of ordinary people have not been dried well, it is enough for Guangyu Yuanjun to discuss the Dao on the Wendao platform, and it is enough for Chongning Xianjun to draw his sword and cut off Zhanghe .

Immortal Chongning wiped his sword, and asked again, "Have you checked the origin of the demon below, do you have any clues?"

The old man frowned, "I don't know." He stepped aside, "Director Jiang seems to know something."

That Jiang Zhusi also followed, and just stood aside, when he heard this, he immediately stepped forward, nodded and bowed and said, "Xianjun, I can't say anything else, but this monster below has definitely been doing evil for hundreds of years." Jealousy like hatred: "My activity of offering sacrifices to the god of the river in Linjiang has been going on for hundreds of years. I don't know how many children I have cast in. Before the fairy king came, I sacrificed in Linjiang in autumn, and hundreds of them died."

Ye Zhuo couldn't move, just watched with cold eyes.

Immortal Chongning glanced at the master, his face was hidden under the hood, and he said, "I'll go back as soon as I go."

He sacrificed the long sword, stepped on the hilt of the sword, and then the sword light flashed, and it fell straight into the Zhang River.From the beginning to the end, she didn't turn her head and said a word to Wen Xing.

As soon as Xianjun left, there were naturally those who were curious about Wen Xing or wanted to strike up a conversation. He was pushed and shoved. The previous Song Xuan squeezed out of the crowd and approached Wen Xing, gritted his teeth and said, "Little white face, I think you look like that, how did you climb up to the high branch of Xianjun?"

Others were afraid that he would pass it on to Xianjun, and would come up to stop him. Song Xuan waved away his senior brother, stared at him and said, "It's fine on weekdays, and Xianjun will take you with you when you go to the tower to discuss matters, you..."

Tianshan's senior sister saw that his words were getting more and more outrageous, she pulled him back, and said with a smile, "Little brother, don't take offense, my junior brother..." She held Song Xuan who was struggling, "He just has such a temper, there is no malice."

Wen Xing glanced at them, didn't say anything, suddenly turned over the wall, his figure flashed, and he was also submerged in the vast river.

There was an exclamation behind him.

Song Xuan broke away from the senior sister, gritted his teeth, and jumped off.

At this time, spring has just started, the snow has not yet melted, and the ice floes on the surface of the Zhang River have not completely melted.He faintly felt the sound of water entering behind him, and guessed that Wen Xing also jumped off.

But he couldn't stop and wait for him. Immortal Chongning's figure was extremely fast, and he almost sank into the deep water in the blink of an eye. This Jiang Shao said that it was [-] meters deep, and when he looked down from the shallow water, he could only see dark colors everywhere, faintly visible There seems to be a palace with uneven green tiles underneath.

According to Ye Zhuo's memory, he didn't notice anything when he entered the water this time. On the contrary, Song Xuan, who followed him, had some problems during the trip. He saved his life by trying to rescue him.

Sure enough, Immortal Chongning wandered in the water for a long time without even noticing a trace of demonic breath. The underwater palace complex had collapsed more than half, Ye Zhuo looked around, there were some water plants swaying, and some exposed ancient stone walls could be seen. After careful touch, it is the bricks and stones of ordinary walls.

Compared with the place where monsters live, this place is more like a ground subsidence or a river diversion. The city that was originally on land was buried in the river.Immortal Chongning couldn't see Zichou Yinmao for a while.Because of the turbulent water flow underneath, Song Xuan rushed far away, and with the attention of Immortal Chongning in the palace below, he didn't find that Song Xuan had jumped down, so he went back to the house, intending to go up and call the monk who is proficient in prime numbers Count first.

Ye Zhu wanted to get rid of this body, but tried to struggle to no avail, so he had no choice but to let him go.He watched helplessly as the disciple followed Song Xuan and disappeared without knowing why, while Immortal Chongning broke through the water wearing the curtain of flowing water, and landed steadily on the city gate after a few ups and downs.

Immortal Chongning evaporated the water all over his body, and said, "I don't see anything wrong at the moment, please ask the people of Tianji Dao to come and find out."

Everyone should be.After he Yujian left, the senior sister behind slowly looked around and realized, "Hey, where is my junior brother?"

Immortal Chongning disappeared into the crowd, and the formation did not restrict Ye Zhuo, demanding that his actions be the same as that of Immortal Chongning.He hurriedly found a teahouse under the city tower to sit down, found a hidden place, set up a water mirror, and looked under the water.

The water mirror couldn't locate people, only places, so he decided on the location according to his previous memory. As a result, there was no Wen Xing in the water mirror, but Song Xuan was in it.

Song Xuan fell in the stone alley, and for a moment he didn't know where it was.He lost Immortal Chongning at the beginning, and Wen Xing just now, there was no one around, and the sun couldn't penetrate. It was pitch black in front of him, and he immediately became afraid.

"Xian... Xianjun?" Song Xuan held his sword and called out twice tremblingly.

Ye Zhu rolled his eyes.

Immortal Chongning went to have tea, so of course it was impossible to answer him.Rusting whispers came from the abandoned palaces.

Song Xuan's whole body was so stiff that he pulled out his sword half a foot and looked around like a thief. The rustling sound not only didn't disappear, but became more and more frequent, like some kind of urgent cry.

Song Xuan listened intently, and said "Help." One after another, intermittently, the voice was hoarse and faint, like a person who was seriously ill and dying.

Contacting the many disciples who started to jump down, Song Xuan concentrated his attention, held the sword and walked forward. There was an undercurrent in the water, and it was thrown to another place by a little carelessness. The bottom part of the water was exceptionally quiet. Song Xuan tried to jump, but he couldn't float, so he only dared to touch the stone wall and walked cautiously in the direction of the sound.

The voice became clearer and clearer, Song Xuan's heart beat faster and faster, and his eyes became more and more blurred.

He stretched out his hand, rubbed his eyes fiercely, the blurredness did not decrease at all, and immediately chanted a formula, pinched out a small ball of light, and held it in front of his eyes—it turned out to be a ball of dirty blood scattered in the water , blocking out much sunlight.

He suddenly raised his head, and saw a pale foot three feet above his head.

The color of this skin is frozen black and blue, exuding a breath of life, and a high boot with a white background and moire falls aside.

Song Xuan exclaimed, "Elder Bai Xiao!"

Above Song Xuan's head was a half-collapsed white pagoda, the walls had been corroded by the water flow all year round, and turned gray-black.The top of the tower leaned toward where Song Xuan was standing, and was almost on the verge of collapsing.And this elder in the first realm of Shenxuan was hanged half-lived from the top of the tower, hanging ninety feet above the ground.