Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

Wen Renmu fell to the ground on his back, unconscious like a drugged antelope.Wen Jing squatted down, and kindly gave him a spell to help him sleep, so that he would not wake up for ten days and a half months.

Wen Jing lowered his head and pulled him up, his eyes swept over the jade slips tightly held in his hand, and his heart stopped beating.

wrong.

He forcibly opened Wen Renmu's right hand, and the jade slip lying in his palm was about three inches long. Under the moonlight, it was warm and smooth, and it seemed nothing special, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was a faint light passing slowly, which was a rare top-grade item.

The appearance and shape of this jade slip is very familiar, and it is exactly the same as the two pieces in his storage bag.

That is the jade slip that wrote the finale of "The Calamity of All Beings" and the outline of the second volume.

Wen Jing grasped the jade slip in his hand, and quickly channeled a wave of spiritual energy. After a while, a thin trace of sweat broke out on his forehead.His cultivation at this time is far from what it used to be, but his aura is blocked from the jade slip, wandering around and unable to enter.

In other words, the person who made this jade slip was much more cultivated than Wen Jing, and he set up prohibitive techniques to prevent unimportant people from seeing it.

However, this jade slip has not been opened, so it should not be specially given to Wen Renmu, and it is very likely that he picked it up from nowhere.

Wen Jing bowed his head and thought for a while, then put away the jade slips and put them away politely.The matter was related to the outline of the original text, he could not take it lightly, it was better to keep it in his arms.

He picked up Wen Renmu's body, found a cave at random, tied it up, and then tightly formed a barrier.

Wen Jing said in his heart that if he doesn't do it, he will not stop.Anyway, he has already tied Wen Renmu tightly like a zongzi, and snatched his jade slips, so why not go and raid his residence by the way.

The bad guys go to the end and send the Buddha to the west. Since they are destined to be enemies, it is better to offend them thoroughly.

When the sky was twilight, a silent shadow disappeared from the door of the acclaimed residence of Tianheng Peak and floated in.

After closing the door behind him, Wen Jing opened his mouth and looked around wordlessly.

Liu Qianmo is the eldest disciple of Hui Shifeng, with a detached status, the size, layout, and area of ​​the room are second only to the peak master, and it is twice the size of Wenjing's residence.This has been a long-standing rule of the Qingxu Sword Sect. When the peak master enters the customs, unless specially instructed, the eldest disciple will take charge of all affairs on his behalf, so the monthly rules and authority are very different.Liu Qianmo has good taste, although there are few valuable things, but he tidies up in style.

However, Liu Qianmo's room now looks like the kang of a grandma's house in the country. Although it is comfortable and humane, it is overshadowed by Wen Renmu's simple and elegant furnishings.

The elegance and beauty of Wen Renmu's room is made of spiritual stones.

A few pots of spiritual grass with an age of at least 300 years are placed on the window and on the table. The fragrance is lingering, and ordinary people can prolong their lives by taking a few sips.The tables, chairs and furniture are all made of ancient trees that are thousands of years old. They contain aura and are worth thousands of dollars.There are strangely shaped spirit stones and rare monster bones in the cabinet of the same color. Just take out any one and sell it for hundreds or thousands of spirit stones.

These things are all prohibited by spells. If a disciple with a low cultivation level wants to steal, he will have to die if he doesn't die.Those who are higher than Wenren Muxiu are already first-class figures such as the peak master, so naturally they look down on these things, even if they are displayed, no one cares.

Wenjing has no shortage of spiritual stones now, and these good-looking but useless things can't arouse his interest. He poked around in Wenren's admiration room for a while, and took out more than a dozen golden elixir charms, two magic weapons, and a few jade pieces. Box panacea, study carefully.

A burst of spiritual energy floated in the distance.

A disciple stopped in front of the door and said, "Is senior brother here? Master has something to order."

Wen Jing thought in his heart that if he pretended not to be there, this disciple would definitely look for him everywhere, and sooner or later he would find Wen Renmu missing.Wenren Muzhuan likes to make small reports, and he will definitely cause himself a lot of trouble when the time comes, so it's better to get rid of this disciple as soon as possible.

He took out the Phantom Pill from his bosom and swallowed it, and his thoughts moved accordingly. The voice and smile that everyone admired appeared in his mind, and gradually changed his appearance.

He figured that this disciple had already established his foundation, and his tone was blunt and disrespectful, but a little warm. His status in Tianheng Peak was probably not low, and he must be very familiar with Wen Renmu. If he faced him face to face, he might reveal his flaws. The room dismissed him.

Holding his airs, he pretended to be aloof and overlooking everything, and said in a cold voice, "I'm not feeling well, so I won't open the door. What's Master's order?"

The disciple said outside the door: "Master ordered, I will go to Yurong Peak for a few days to stay temporarily, and let the elder brother temporarily take care of the affairs of the peak."

Wen Jing said: "The suzerain has gone out?"

The disciple's voice was a bit strange: "The suzerain will leave for a few days every year at this time to pay respects to his family and let the master take care of the affairs of the sword sect. Why did the senior brother forget?"

Wen Jing is a little strange.Xi Fang was born in a great clan of immortal cultivators, and the clan would offer sacrifices every ten years, with such a great momentum that no one usually worships them.Xi Fang's parents and brothers have died hundreds of years ago, and they have never married a wife and had children. Unexpectedly, they still miss their family so much.

But he couldn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly covered it up: "I have taken some detours in my practice these days, and I have a terrible headache, and I even forgot about this. I need to meditate and adjust my breath for a while. Come and disturb me, I will naturally go to you when I am better."

The disciple was quiet for a while and said: "Understood, it's good for Senior Brother to take a good rest. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, Senior Brother wants to open it up."

Wen Jing didn't know what happened to Wen Renmu three years ago, so she was immediately stunned.What does this mean?He fell in love?

But he didn't dare to ask, so he had to put on airs and say: "That's true. Many juniors in Tianheng Peak are waiting for my advice, I can't just worry about one person."

The disciple outside the door was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Senior brother wants to point out the meaning of the junior brothers..." He was a little embarrassed, and said: "Forget it, I understand. Don't worry, we brothers and sisters, you will change your mind." No matter what happens, I'll stand by your side." Wen Renmu is a first-class straight man in Wen Jing's heart. Not only is he engaged, but he also messes around in private. He never thought of the rumor that he likes men.

He thought to himself that the more he talked, the more he said, the more he said, he quickly covered it up: "That's good! You go to work, and when you have time in the future, we can also give advice to each other."

This was originally a polite and perfunctory remark, but the people outside the door were silent for a long time, and said: "...Elder brother, rest well first, let me think about this matter." "...you take your time to think about it." Wen Jing Wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

I haven't seen you for three years, there is a generation gap with everyone.

As soon as the disciple outside the door left, Wen Jing carried more than a dozen talismans and two magic weapons in his arms, and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.When Wen Renmu comes out, it will be more than ten days later, by then he has already left Qingxu Sword Sect for many days.

He changed into the appearance of a passer-by again, passed through the mountains in a low-key manner, without attracting anyone's attention, and arrived at Xunyang City, which is the closest to the Xunyang Mountains.

He stayed in Xunyang City for a day, bought some gear and utensils, and began to think about how to start looking for Jun Yanzhi.

Since something happened to the Hongfeng Sect, Jun Yanzhi might not be too far away, so why not go there first to find out.

The disciples of the Red Maple Cult had small wounds on their bodies, bleeding continuously until they dried up.According to the very superficial popular science of magic repair mentioned in the outline of the second volume, this should be the work of advanced blood cultivators.

Demonic cultivation is divided into three types: blood cultivation, qi cultivation, and spiritual cultivation. The cultivation methods are different, and some of them benefit themselves at the expense of others, so they are quite controversial.Jun Yanzhi is a spiritual cultivator who is used to controlling people's minds and demons, so he should not deliberately practice bloodletting and blood-sucking techniques.

It's useless to think too much now, let's go and see the situation first!

He made up his mind and acted immediately, without looking forward or backward, as if the soles of his feet were blown by the wind, he hurried on without eating or sleeping.It took only eight days to arrive after a journey of more than ten days.

As soon as he arrived in Linfeng City, he heard about a big event.

That day, he was standing at the door of the busiest teahouse in Linfeng City, full of noise and noise.

"I heard no, Sui Rang said that "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" is in Li Qingran's hands!"

"What! In his hands?!"

"Unfortunate!"

"How could it be in his hands?"

"I don't know what will happen to Linfeng City next..." the voice was worried.

"What is "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art"?" A young boy was curious.

"You don't even know this? Jun Yanzhi released the news two years ago, saying that this sword technique is the inheritance of his Hengyang Palace, and now it must be returned to the original owner. If anyone holds it in his hand, he must quickly offer it with both his wealth and his life. Otherwise, he would kill slowly, without haste, and kill all five factions."

"Has Jun Yanzhi ever stopped killing people? Two years ago, when he was killed by the Gujing faction, he was caught straight. His face was covered with the blood of the dead disciples. He was almost taken in by Sect Master Xi and others."

"In the past, people didn't make excuses for killing people, but now they make excuses for killing people. That's the difference."

"Who is Sui Rang, and who is Li Qingran?"

"At first glance, you are an outsider. Neither Sui Rang nor Li Qingran know about it. They are disciples of my immortal cultivator family in Linfeng City, and they have been trained under the Hongfeng Sect. It seems that Sui Rang was terrified by the disaster of the Hongfeng Sect. Light, I shook my head while drinking yesterday, "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" was bought by Li Qingran by accident back then, and now it's in his hands!"

"How did Li Qingran buy this inheritance?"

"Who knows? I was afraid that Jun Yanzhi would be unhappy for a while, so I gave Linfeng City away."

Wen Jing walked in slowly, sat quietly in a corner, and called out to the waiter who was listening nervously: "Come here, serve a pot of tea."

The shop clerk didn't hear it, and asked instead: "Where did Li Qingran go? Don't hide and see no one. There is a wronged person and a debtor. If Jun Yanzhi wants to kill him, kill him."

"Who knows? His house has been deserted since this morning, and there is no one there."

The crowd suddenly seemed to be fried.

"Get out of the basket and leave?! What should we do?"

"That is to say, Jun Yanzhi will come to Fengcheng at any time?"

"Originally, it was only said that it was incompatible with the five major factions, but now it involves me, the common people?"

An old man in his 60s stroked his beard and said, "Don't panic, this is all a grievance between their cultivators, and it may not be related to us mortals." Wen Jing said again: "Xiao Er, serve tea."

The shop waiter waved his hand impatiently: "You're about to lose your life, so what tea do you want?"

Wen Jing raised his eyebrows, thinking that his words made sense.He looked around and saw that the seat next to him was empty, but the teacup and teapot were placed on the table, steaming slightly.He thought to himself that this person left anyway, so he grabbed his teacup casually, rinsed it with the tea in the pot, poured himself a glass of water, and continued to listen to those people's high-spirited talks.

Jun Yan's threat to the five major factions is pure nonsense, and most of them were framed by others.The "Thunder Sword Art" in Wen Jing's room disappeared, probably taken away by Jun Yanzhi.Since he has inherited it, why would he ask someone to return his "Five Elements Returning to Yuan Sword Art" for no reason?

The matter of Hong Feng's teaching is probably part of the frame-up plan, but Wen Jing can't guess the specific situation.

He drank the water in the teacup in one gulp, picked up the teapot and poured another cup.

Not far away, a man slowly walked over, with no cultivation base and ordinary appearance, blending with the people in the teahouse.He glanced at Wen Jing lightly, only to find that his teacup was being held in his hand, and he would drink it by his mouth from time to time.He slightly frowned, showing a hint of displeasure, turned around and walked out among the lively crowd with his head down.

Not long after he went out, he walked through the small streets and alleys, and came to a small inn with an unremarkable appearance.He walked in with his head bowed, and walked quietly into a dilapidated small room.

The bed made a "squeak" sound when he sat on it, but he didn't care, and took out a big turtle from the storage bag.Big Turtle seemed a little restless today, his black bean-like eyes were wide open, and his legs were kicking wildly.

The man's voice has no cadence, and he said softly: "I said, he is dead. You will never find it again."

The big turtle opened its mouth, a little anxious.

"Both master and brother lied to us, don't you understand?" The man put down the big turtle and said calmly, "I don't care about him anymore, do you still care about him? If you care about him, he won't come back."

The big turtle hurriedly crawled to the door, with its front legs pressed against the wooden door, as if it wanted to climb out.

The man looked down at it and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

The big tortoise scratched at the wooden door with its front legs.

The man sat motionless on the bed for a long time, then suddenly stood up and pushed the door: "Where are you going?"

The door creaked lightly.

The big tortoise rushed out immediately, but looked around uncertainly, as if he didn't know whether to crawl left or right.Finally, it turned its head to look at the man behind it, shrank its head obediently, and lay down on its stomach in a daze.

The man's chest rose and fell, and it took him a long time to calm down. He picked up the big turtle from the ground expressionlessly, and slammed the door shut.

……

In the teahouse, Wen Jing didn't notice the man, he was thinking at that time.

Li Qingran didn't know that "Thunder Sword Art" was "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art", only Jun Yanzhi knew about it.Sui Rang was able to say that Li Qingran had the "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art", it was simply inexplicable.This matter has nothing to do with Jun Yanzhi.

Anyway, if Li Qingran's escape was arranged by Jun Yanzhi, he might use Li Qingran to make a big fuss in the future.

Tonight, let's go to Li Qingran's residence first!

With everything sorted out in my mind, there is no need to stay in the teahouse any longer.Wen Jing found an inn in Linfeng City to live in, concentrating on recharging his energy.

During the night, the clapper knocked three times.

"The sky is dry, be careful of the candles!" The old man's hoarse and long voice sounded, as if bringing people into the beginning of a ghost story.

Wen Jing flew out of the window and went straight to Li Qingran's house!

He lived here for a while, and in the afternoon, he went to the door to pretend to walk around, familiar with the road.

Not long after, a shadow lightly landed on the roof of the house, looking into the yard.He landed quietly, cast an invisibility talisman, and walked slowly in the courtyard.

The house was in chaos, leftover clothes were everywhere, and tables and chairs were left unattended on the ground, indicating that people left in a hurry and only took away valuables.

It's really not easy to say, Li Qingran is a lustful person, there are more than [-] domestic prostitutes, concubines and maids, many of them are difficult to manage, and they are used to crying, making trouble and hanging themselves.He wants to direct all the people to clean up and take them away together, and he also needs to do the psychological work of the concubines softly and tenderly, which is really a big project.

There were no immortal cultivators around for the time being, so Wen Jing was a little relieved, and went to the Zangshu Pavilion in the house.

Dozens of simple and elegant bookcases are all standing firmly. A few books are scattered on the floor, but generally there is nothing missing.

Wen Jing picked up a few books and flipped through them, feeling a little emotional.How long will it take to find "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art" from so many books?

He pursed his lips and suddenly understood.

It might take a whole night to go through all these thousands of books, not to mention the need to introduce spirit energy from time to time to check whether it is inherited. If you survive such a busy life, you may not be able to get results in a few days and nights.

Who has the patience to find a book that "maybe" or "maybe" exists at the risk of being caught by Jun Yanzhi?

It's definitely not Jun Yanzhi, because the sword technique is already in his hands.

All these arrangements are for the purpose of catching a turtle in the urn.

Who is the turtle?

A chill ran down Wen Jing's spine, and he suddenly realized that he had made a serious mistake.

He didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly exited the Library Pavilion, wanting to take advantage of the night to leave quickly, but unfortunately it was already too late.

Suddenly, a cold, calm, and familiar voice came from behind.

"Come to find "Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Art"?"

Wen Jing was so confused that he couldn't think for a while.

How could they meet in this situation?He is not the turtle that Jun Yanzhi wants to catch!

"Since you're here, why bother to leave? If you can't find the "Five Elements Returning to the Yuan Sword Art", wouldn't it be a disappointment?" The voice was as calm as a wave, and the tone was very pleasant, but the tone was ruthless and cold, which made people call I shuddered, "Who sent you, why don't you show your face and let me see?"

Wen Jing gritted his teeth.

The situation is urgent now, do you want to show your true colors?If I hurt myself like this, I'm afraid it will frighten him... But if I just turn around like this, wouldn't I be dead tonight?

Wen Jing pondered for a moment, thinking about her appearance in her mind, and her face quickly changed to the one before the disfigurement.He turned around slowly, walked under the moonlight coming in from the window, looked at the familiar slender figure in the darkness, his heart throbbed.

His voice was hoarse and expectant: "Senior Brother Jun, it's me. I escaped from the Zhuxian Tower."

The figure stood there silently, without speaking for a long time.

The moonlight fell on Wen Jing's face, clear and somewhat dreamy.Wen Jing knew that he must have seen clearly, her heart was beating like a rabbit, she walked forward slowly, and said awkwardly: "Brother, it's really me, I didn't..."

Before the word "death" could be uttered, a sharp aura rushed towards him suddenly.The aura was fierce and fast, Wen Jing was not at all prepared, and his chest was penetrated immediately!

Everything happened so quickly, he couldn't even cry out in pain, and fell to the ground slumped, looking at Jun Yanzhi in a panic.

He was dumbfounded: "Brother..."

what happened? !Can he show his flaws by pretending to be himself? !

"He has a small mole on the left side of his brow and half an inch below his right eye. You're faking it." Jun Yanzhi's voice was cold, without any waves, as if he was disheartened and hated.He slowly drew out his long sword: "You know, I hate people pretending to be him."

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the sword energy came through the air with a fierce anger!

Wen Jing almost couldn't breathe.

He didn't even know he had those two little moles!

He wanted to cry, but had no time to explain.Wen Jing withdrew the disillusionment in a panic, showing a terrifying and strange face like a ghost, and said aggrievedly: "Senior brother, listen to me..." I am really Wen Jing!

Jianfeng stopped at the critical moment, Jun Yanzhi's body trembled slightly: "Junior brother?"

Before he finished speaking, the sword energy was too late to hold back, and fell on him fiercely!

Wen Jing felt a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, his eyes turned black, and he called softly: "Senior brother."

Before he passed out, a ghostly figure rushed towards him, hugged him tightly, and said in a panicked voice, "Junior Brother...Junior Brother..."

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The waist and abdomen were in severe pain like being run over by a train, and it seemed to be broken in two.Wen Jing passed out and woke up again and again.There seemed to be someone around him who was always taking care of him. When Wen Jing was unconscious, he heard someone call him "junior brother" choked up from time to time, and felt a slender and beautiful hand stroking his forehead.

Wen Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly after being in a coma for an unknown amount of time, and she slowly opened her eyes.

He stared blankly at the low roof.

where is he?

A person beside him immediately came over, held his hand tightly and said softly: "Junior Brother..."

The voice was hoarse and choked, as if... I don't know how long I have been crying.

Wen Jing panicked, turned his head quickly, and suddenly felt another sharp pain in his waist.He rolled his eyeballs and gritted his teeth to hold back, only to see Jun Yanzhi's clothes were messy, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was looking at him with a look that was almost bewildered.

Immediately remembered what happened before he passed out in his mind.

Wen Jing ignored the pain, turned over and sat up immediately, and called softly: "Brother, I really..."

With tears in Jun Yanzhi's eyes, he said softly, "I know...you finally woke up..." He raised his hand lightly, and then slowly put it down, as if he wanted to touch him but didn't dare, wanted to touch him Afraid that he would fly away, she just stared at him blankly.

Wen Jing couldn't help but look at his arm, it was full of bumps and bruises, it really looked disfigured.He was not yet mentally prepared, and suddenly felt as if he was not wearing any clothes. He panicked and said, "Senior Brother, how long have I been in a coma?"

"One day..." Jun Yanzhi held his hand silently, with a smile on his lips, tears in his eyes, but there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and he locked him tightly as if he was afraid that someone would escape.

Wen Jing was silent for a while, and said softly: "Brother still has things to do, I'll leave for now, wait a few days..."

Jun Yanzhi suddenly hugged him, hugged him tightly, and said confusedly and anxiously: "It's not too busy for a while, you have been away from me for three years, let's... catch up on the old days."