Advise Qingshan

Following Xianjun's guidance, Wen Xing pushed open the gate of Yinyue Tower, the thick sandalwood creaked, and a little bit of fine dust fell.

This is an extremely transparent attic. This is the highest part of Yingzhou Palace in the East China Sea. The window facing the door is not closed. At a glance, you can see the layout of the entire palace through the carved sandalwood window.

The medicinal materials of Changsui and Xumai were all thrown into the basket by Xianjun, and put together with a pile of sundries. If Ye Zhuo didn't mention it, ordinary people might think it was a trash can.

In fact, Ye Zhuo had considerations for leaving the Long Years Sword to Wen Xing.

Long Years is Ye Zhuo's early works. At that time, the immortals did not know how to hide the front. They were very arrogant and arrogant in everything. .

At that time, he also thought about giving away this sword to others, but being old is the feeling of being young and frivolous. If he is matched with a frivolous master, he will be even crazier. If you are serious, you are not satisfied with the result, so the matter is shelved.

——Like the guidance of fate, this sword was cast 3000 years ago. Ye Zhuo had nothing to do, so he carved his own name on the sword, named it Long Years, and no one in the world matched it, and then sealed the sheath for 3000 years , by chance, as a gift to Wen Xing.

In a sense, isn't this a fateful exchange of posts, so that the relationship will last forever?

Ye Zhuo said to Xiao Jiujiu, "I have to trick Wen Xing into engraving 'Jian Nian' on something, and then give it to me."

Wen Xing was here to take the sword to renew his pulse. Xianjun had just fled, and now he was squatting at the bottom of the cliff with a blade of grass in his mouth. While doubting life, he pressed down his thumping little heart.

Ta Ling was so frightened by him that he showed his real body, grabbed his collar and roared, "If you disagree with me, jump off the cliff, Ye Chongning, you are sick!"

——To be honest, Wen Xing rushed up to that hug, which stunned Xianjun.

The abnormality in Ye Zhuo's crotch did not disappear, his eyes dodged, and he pretended to be calm, "I'm not sick, anyway, I can't die with a formation, so I just came to experience a long-lost flight."

Ta Ling hummed, "Your disciple just gave you a hug, what are you doing?"

Chongning Immortal Monarch prides himself on being romantic, and his confidante and confidant were all over the world back then, when he was told that he was false, his old face became hot now, and he pretended to be stupid.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, which eye of yours sees me wrong?" He said stiffly, "I just want to experience the feeling of flying."

Ta Ling was speechless, "No, big brother, didn't you claim to have lived among thousands of flowers, and you can tease eight thousand? Isn't it great when you flirt, and you deceive little girls with sweet words? There is no girl who is deceived by you in the world's words. There are eight hundred in one thousand, and you are a silver spear and wax head, you can only talk aggressively, but you are really soft?"

But any man can't accept such an insult, Ye Zhu raised his tone, "How can it be the same!"

He glanced here and there, trying to cover up, "Wen Xing is not a girl."

Tarling "So? Is this your false excuse?"

Ye Zhuo quibbles, "Our master and apprentice are incest no matter what. If, you know, Wen Xing gets angry, it will be very troublesome to expel me from the teacher. In short, I will not take the initiative to poke me if I am not sure broken."

Ta Ling had already seen through this hypocritical fairy with blossoming iron trees, clicked his tongue, did not lift his underpants, changed the subject, and asked him, "The Confucian scholar you met has no clues, but I will pick out the information of the Confucian master Chen Kezhen." Yes, I don't see any problem, do you want to take a look?"

A ladder was sent here, and Ye Zhuo immediately jumped down quickly, stood up and said repeatedly, "Quick, this is more important."

In fact, Wen Mang found very little information about Chen Kezhen, only a thin half-faced paper.

Because although Chen Kezhen is the master of the Confucianism sect, the Confucianism sect has almost no relationship with the world of cultivating immortals. The Confucian sect disciples spend all their energy on the temple, and have no time to fight and kill the various sects.Therefore, in the records of the world of cultivating immortals, Chen Kezhen is a mortal through and through, almost in a state of no such person.

Wen Mang suggested, "You can go to places like Taixue Gongyuan to inquire, or go to the files of Feilongwei in the human world, and you can know more clearly."

Feilongwei is the imperial guard, responsible for checking all officials. Chen Kezhen was an official in the mortal world, and the files there are indeed much more detailed than those in the world of cultivating immortals.

Ye Zhuao said, "Except for Confucianism, do we really have no disciples in the court, or sects that have ties to the mortal world?"

Wen Mang said, "Immortals and mortals are not interlinked. This is a ban issued by Lord Guangyu Yuan. Breaking the ban means hitting the Longzhou Duyue Pavilion head-on."

Ye Zhu let out an incredulous grunt.

Seeing Xianjun fell silent for a while, Ta Ling thought he was thinking, but after a while, Ye Zhuo patted the dirt on his pants, and suddenly said, "Let's go back to the door and wait for Wen Xing. When he comes out and sees me here, it's inevitable that he won't be happy." Suspicious."

Wen Mang "..."

He wailed, "Brother, I know that you are very excited when a thousand-year-old tree blooms overnight, and you are very excited when you are a single mother who has an epiphany, but can you stop being so inseparable? Can we talk about something else?"

Ye Zhuo said sincerely, "I'm not feeling well right now, my mind is empty, what do you want to talk about?"

Taling "..."

He couldn't help feeling desolate, "If you must do this, please send me back to Xiaquan first!"

Probably because his miserable experience touched the heavens, and this dream came true.

Because when they walked to the door, they were waiting for Elder Duanxiu to see Ye Zhu and recognized him as Wen Xing's disciple, the disciple of Chongning Xianjun, but because Ye Zhu was not yet a disciple of Xiaquan, they didn't agree with him. Therefore, Duanxiu sincerely invited him back to Lixiaquan, so that he could recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors.

Ye Zhuo "..."

——To tell you the truth, I actually don’t want to recognize my ancestors at all.

Thousands of miles away, in the dark room of the long boat crossing the moon, the man spurted out a mouthful of blood. His blood was so dark that it looked like the blood of a dead man.It was three points darker than the blood on the body of Baimu Lingjun, who was in the Five Declines of Heaven and Man.

He held down the edge of the stone platform, panting uncontrollably, a middle-aged man in complicated attire quickly came to help him, and asked worriedly, "Yuanjun, do you want to rest for a while?"

The man was handsome and elegant, wearing a green shirt and scholarly uniform, but his eyebrows were extremely fierce. He wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, brushed away the hands handed over by the middle-aged man, and said with a sneer, "Monster Baimuling!" Jun, those who are old but not dead also come to flow into the muddy waters of the human race."

The middle-aged attendant stood by, "I heard that the Chongning Immortal Lord and the Baimuling Lord have a very close friendship, they..."

The man shook his head, "It has nothing to do with Ye Chongning, it broke my line..." He showed a trace of doubt, closed his eyes and meditated, "No, it's not Baimu, and it's not Ye Chongning." A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, "Who is this world?" Has there been a fourth Xianjun?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

The blood between the man's eyebrows became more and more serious, almost dyeing a pair of pitch-black pupils blood red. Suddenly there was a small call from outside. The man raised his head and saw a young man turning from the door. This young man was not afraid of him at all. , directly into the arms of the man.

The young man obviously had no cultivation, but the middle-aged man seemed to be terrified of him, and took half a step back without showing any signs.

After the man held the boy in his arms, he also calmed down. He helped the boy comb his knotted hair, and coaxed, "You should catch a cold after you wash it and don't dry it."

He steamed the young man's hair dry with his hands, and after a while, he laughed at himself mockingly, "I'm busy again, with your body, even if you want to catch a cold, you won't be able to catch it."

The young man seemed to be a little foolish, he rubbed against the man's chest, his sleeve was scraped off, revealing a light blue mark on his arm.

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I don’t know because I haven’t saved the manuscript. On the other hand, I only know how bad it was before when I read the saved manuscript. The pretentious words and sentences make me feel embarrassed and cancer. orz.