Advise Qingshan

Song Xuan suddenly lost consciousness, only the ups and downs of chaotic emotions in his mind, he seemed to be jealous of something, wanted to kill something with a sword, but he couldn't understand anything like looking at flowers through the fog.When he rubbed his head and pulled himself out of the mud, he immediately let out an exclamation.

"Two big brothers, why are you fighting so hard?"

Bai Xiao gave him a sideways glance. This little monk from the Tianshan Sword Sect doesn't have very good swordsmanship, and his brain isn't very good. At first, he called Wen Xing with a pretty face, but when he saw how powerful he was, he immediately shrank his head and changed his name to Senior. When I was in a hurry, even my eldest brother called out.

Bai Xiao never mentioned what he did, raised his hand to support Wen Xing's sword, and said with a smile, "Little brother, just take a look, what did this little boy of Chongning Xianjun learn?"

Wen Xing just took off the hair crown, his waist-length hair was scattered in the water, his brows were still noble and cold, but Zhou Sheng's demeanor became more ominous, the veins in his hand holding the sword were bulging, and his expression could be called gloomy.

Song Xuan called out strangely, "Magic cultivator?"

Bai Xiao sideways dodged the long sword, a bloodstain was drawn on his face, and he said with a smile, "Isn't it a demon? The disciple of the Immortal Monarch is a demon cultivator, isn't it funny?"

Song Xuan watched them come and go, and it was hard to tell for a while. He tapped his head and seemed to hesitate. After a while, he seemed to think of something, and said in a daze

"What's so funny, isn't Xianjun's disciple originally a demon cultivator? Elder Xuesong from Xiaquan. Don't you all know?"

Bai Xiao and Wen Xing looked back at him at the same time, their faces could not hide their shock.

Song Xuan looked suspiciously at the left, then at the right, and continued:

"Eh? Hasn't this been spread all over the place? You guys have been tested too? I thought I was the only one, but I didn't remember anything at first. I thought I was Song Xuan. I just remembered that everyone is."

It seems that Bai Xiao and Ye Zhuo have entered Wen Xing's heart demon tribulation one after another, causing some unknown changes in the formation, dragging some disciples who were scattered through the trials elsewhere into the dreamland somehow, and playing the role of a thousand years ago. The disciples of the

Bai Xiao sneered, and suddenly fanned out a wave of water, fanning Song Xuan upside down into the river mud, opening and closing the iron-bone fan, shot out in the blink of an eye.

Several cold lights stabbed at Wen Xing and Song Xuan's face, "It's okay, there are just a few more things in the way, I will definitely kill you today."

Wen Xing took two quick steps, lifted Song Xuan's belt and threw him out of the mud. He was so fast and ruthless that he almost pulled off Song Xuan's pants. Song Xuan landed firmly behind Wen Xing, watching Wen Xing backhanded A defensive formation was formed, and purple mist gushed out in an instant, barely touching the tip of Bai Xiao's fan.

Song Xuan hugged Wen Xing's thigh. It was probably the first time for this young man to face death directly, and he couldn't speak clearly, "Elder, elder, shall we run?"

Wen Xing held his sword at Shi, and said, "I'm still in a dream, where can I escape?"

Song Xuan was about to cry "How do we get out?"

Bai Xiao smiled coldly, "Go out? You are not going."

He looked straight at Wen Xing, and said with a smile, "Elder Xuesong, you have such deep demons in your heart, and you usually pretend to be so upright and indifferent. I'm afraid you have deceived yourself? No wonder the formation doesn't even see what your demons are." If you don’t come out, let you follow Chongning Immortal Monarch around, but it’s a pity that after changing your body, Tongyou still follows you, proving that your inner demon is it, isn’t it?”

He tilted his head, and said, "It's just one aspect of cultivating demons. If Immortal Chongning knows that you have problems with your meridians and mental state, not only will you not have the chance to ascend through the tribulation, but you will even share your fate with a disgusting low-level monster like Tongyou." , and may even be killed in Huangquan at any time, and if you are not a monster or a person, will he still recognize you? Without the protection of the fairy king, when the time comes, you will face verbal criticism from the entire world of cultivating immortals, how long can you carry it?"

There was neither sadness nor joy on Wen Xing's face, and he still said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Bai Xiao laughed loudly, "Naturally it has nothing to do with me, I just feel sorry for you."

He took a step forward, "Why bother, Elder, if I were you, why not just go to Demon Realm and become a great king, or merge with Tongyou and become a demon, and then dominate the river and sea, beauties and rare treasures, wouldn't they be happier than now?" many?"

Wen Xing's hand holding the sword was still steady, and he said, "I think you made a mistake."

Bai Xiao had a meaningful "Oh?"

Wen Xing lowered his head and glanced at the sword. This sword was chosen by Song. The style is very ordinary, but it is much better than the one Wen Xing is used to. This sword is unremarkable among Song players. The front is cold and moist, with a sharp sword intent, hidden like an ancient famous weapon.

Wen Xing stared at the sword light, and rarely said a long sentence.

He said, "We sword cultivators can't go far if we don't have a firm heart. Now that I have reached this point, it's not something I can provoke with just a few words."

He clenched the long sword in his hand, "I really hope to be affirmed by Xianjun. But whether I can enter the White Prison, fall into the devil, or become a demon is my own choice. It doesn't matter whether the Xianjun recognizes me or not." It doesn't matter."

Bai Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed three times, saying "Okay, okay, okay!" Then he raised his fan to attack Wen Xing.

This person obviously has a very high level of cultivation, and the undercurrent of the sea water is surging between the turning and closing of his wrists, like boiling like a tide, and the momentum is so great that Song Xuan is drawn back again and again, shouting "Elder, be careful."

Wen Xing was not afraid at all, and turned from the bottom right to the top, only to hear a crisp sound, forcing Bai Xiao back three steps, it turned out that the long fan was hit horizontally, and the aftermath happened to hit Bai Xiao's wrist joints , half of his arm was itchy, and the air wave in his hand deflected, brushing past Song Xuan three feet away.

Song Xuan let out a strange cry and howled, "Is there anyone to help me?"

Bai Xiao retreated a few steps in a row, he was not good at melee combat, and it was a disadvantage to be one-on-one with the sword cultivator, so he retreated to a safe distance with Wen Xing's strength, and laughed loudly, "In the big formation, how many people are there?" The living don't know it, it's just an inscription on the formation, who will save you? Immortal Lord?"

They were fighting at the bottom of the river, the twisted river was tumbling, and the waves were flowing backwards, but there was no one rushing to help them. It can be seen that except for the "Chongning Immortal" Ye Zhu who disappeared inexplicably, it should be the few of them at the bottom of the lake who fell into this dream. No one else.

Bai Xiao didn't seem to have thought that Wen Xing could be evenly matched with him, and his expression became more ferocious, "You are not bad, at this age..."

Before Wen Xing could reply, he suddenly moved away, distanced himself from a few people, half-floated in the water, and muttered to himself, although there was no one in front of him, his expression changed repeatedly, as if he was talking with someone.

Song Xuan's heart was trembling, he hugged Wen Xing's arm, and cried, "Elder, elder, he, he, he, he, is there something wrong, sick, sick."

Wen Xing didn't go after Bai Xiao either, he circled around Song Xuan to form an formation, and said, "I'll send you out first."

Unexpectedly, at this time, Bai Xiao, who was talking about something, turned around and said with a smile, "Since that's the case, Elder, don't blame me for using some special methods."

He pursed his lips lightly, as if with a splash of beauty. He was clearly a handsome and timeless face in this dream, but his expression was extremely vivid, and he could vaguely see how charming and affectionate his real skin was, full of beauty.

He said, "You should know that the most important thing in Chongning Xianjun's grand formation is logic, and the rules are the same as those in Dreamland. You should also know that the demon clan has distinct levels, and the coercion of high-level monsters against low-level monsters is absolute. ? The Tongyou that I just chose to coexist with Ze Ze is very first-class, the highest I have ever seen."

He took a step forward and said with a smile, "The Tongyou plant in your body should also be very high-grade. After all, in the prison, you just stretched out your hand, and the row of changes at the door has receded."

Wen Xing's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Bai Xiao continued, "I just don't know which one in your body is better than mine?"

While he was talking, Shi Shiran took a step forward, his movements were very light and slow, as if he was stepping on a cloud.

However, at this small step, Wen Xing suddenly felt his qi and blood churning, his muscles, bones and muscles ached everywhere, he let out a muffled groan, leaned on the sword and leaned on the ground for a while, then he fell to his knees straight on the ground with a plop .

Song Xuan was shocked, and hurriedly went to look, only to see the blood vessels under his skin, as if a needle had been pierced with red threads in the skin, passing along the blood vessels, and the blood was rushing out from the pores. , dyed the surrounding water a beautiful water red.

Song Xuan's face turned ashen from fright, and he rushed over to support Wen Xing, "Elder, are you alright?"

Wen Xing waved him away, saw that he was crying, covered his mouth and nose and coughed twice, and said, "No,...it's nothing."

Bloody feces scrambled out from the corners of his mouth.

Tongyou turned into a meridian flowing with spiritual power, buried under every inch of skin. At this time, it seemed that they were bewitched by the Tao, and they trembled one after another, directly smashing the flesh and blood into pieces. When he was in the White Prison, Zhang Xuan only got stuck in one or two meridians. , Then the pain was so painful that life would be worse than death, his eyes were about to split, his facial features were ferociously deformed, but Wen Xing was almost all over his body, he was almost in a daze for a while, bit his lower lip tightly, and bit out a blood-red mark.

Bai Xiao walked slowly to his side, waved Song Xuan away, squatted down halfway, dipped in the water, licked his fingers, and said with a smile, "The elder is a cool and beautiful person like cedar, and his blood is also gorgeous and passionate red. "

He raised Wen Xing's chin with his fingers, and he didn't care that the blood overflowing from Wen Xing's lips stained his hands, instead he smiled charmingly and said, "Elder, are you comfortable? You are so kind, you can swallow blood and tears, you can swallow grievances, The face can still be noble and beautiful, what about this kind of pain that is worse than death? Can you swallow it?"

He patted Wen Xing's cheek, "I don't believe it, you really bully Shuang Saixue with integrity and integrity? These words were prepared for the son who has never suffered so much when he recited the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Here are a few of them." You don’t have any actors, Elder, the Immortal Lord is not here, who are you showing off to?”

Wen Xing's chin was pinched in his hands, and he could hardly suppress the pain between his lips and teeth. His whole muscles were trembling, and he was sweating profusely. He looked at Bai Xiao, and suddenly smiled very lightly, and said softly, "Baishuang Sai Snow is for others to see, Qingzheng is not."

Bai Xiao squeezed a little tighter, "Oh? How should I say it?"

Wen Xing raised his eyes and looked into the distance blankly, but he didn't respond to his question. Instead, he swallowed a mouth full of blood foam and asked him intermittently, "Long boat crossing the moon... Are you from Guangquzhai?"

Seeing Bai Xiao's complexion changed slightly, Wen Xing laughed at himself, "You like to mention Xianjun so much, I thought it was someone who was actually a high-ranking disciple of Yuanjun, but you shouldn't be jealous of me. In detail, you should have a better master than me. Love is what it is."

Bai Xiao's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the sky and the earth darken. The next moment, there was a thunderous rumbling sound. The light shining through the river seemed to be swallowed by something. The river bed shook and the gravel rolled. When it fell, Bai Xiao's tiger's mouth shook, and the fan fell to the ground, and he couldn't control his body for a while.

His left hand desperately pressed his right hand, and the shaking of the tiger's mouth almost spread to his whole body. It seemed that the body in this formation was no longer under his control, and he tried his best to repel outsiders.

He hated to let go of Wen Xing, gritted his teeth and said, "The future will be long."

Then the formation twisted, and he disappeared out of thin air.

Only then did Song Xuan dare to jump over, "Elder...Elder."

He trembled, "I... shall we go up?"

"That person is gone, he seems to be able to move... Shall we go up?"

No one responded.

He looked at Wen Xing suspiciously, "Elder, did you hear what I said?"

Wen Xing remained silent, Song Xuan went around to look in front, but saw that his eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know where he fell.

"The Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine. Lingshu Chapter" has a saying that meridians are essential to determine life and death, deal with all kinds of diseases, and regulate deficiency and excess.

——If the meridian is broken, it is impossible for the five senses to be normal.

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