After being wronged and rehabilitated

Qiong Eryi turned into a human form, caught a glimpse of Xiang Chongjing, and gently put Gu Congxu, who had turned into a dragon, into the skirt of his clothes, and said strangely, "Don't you usually stuff your things in your sleeves?"

"..." Xiang Chongjing snapped his fingers, and glanced at him angrily, "Why are you talking so much nonsense today?"

Joan Twenty-one looked at him innocently.

Because of the dispersal of the three poisons, Jin Chuling's body occupied by the three poisons lay quietly on the ground, and he had become a walking corpse without spirit.

60 years ago, Qiong Eryi was severely beaten by this lunatic. At this time, new hatred and old hatred came together, and she rushed forward and kicked Jin Chuling on the face, humming: "Master, how to deal with this thing? "

Xiang Chongjing put Gu Congxu close to his heart. Hearing this, he cast a sideways glance at Jin Chuling, who half-opened his snake pupils with dull eyes, and said lightly: "His soul is still in the seal to unravel the formation, and his body...hehe , send him out of the secret realm."

Jin Chuling's position as the patriarch of the Yaozu is not clean, he has an unknown amount of blood from the Yaozu in his hands, if the Yaozu finds out that Jin Chuling has become such an ignorant and unresisting puppet, who knows what will happen to him? to how to treat it.

Xiang Chongjing didn't want to bother about Jin Chuling's affairs anymore, so he looked away and said, "Go, go down and have a look first."

Seeing that she had nothing to do with herself, Joan Eryi immediately slipped back to the casino.

Xiang Chongjing didn't care about him, and sent Jin Chuling's body out of the secret realm with a trick, and jumped down from the spirit tree.

Among the spirit trees, Yi Chihan cut a big hole in the tree with a sword, and grabbed Yi Junting who fell down without the three poisons.

In a daze, Man Qiu recognized Yi Chihan and the tearful head of Yi behind him, murmured "ah", and let go of Yi Junting's hand all the time, and his whole body fell straight down. fell down.

Yi Chihan reacted very quickly, he threw Yi Junting into Yi Zhangmen's arms, and was about to jump down to catch Man Qiuzao, but just as he moved, a red shadow was faster than him, almost like an arrow leaving the string , and passed him by.

The red clothes are fierce, Xiang Chongjing jumped down without blinking his eyes, hooked his fingers violently, the flames connected to the blood-colored vines, and at the nick of time, Man Qiuzao, who was covered in blood, was clasped around the waist. Bump your head against a fork in the spirit tree.

Xiang Chongjing was covered with raging fire, and caught Man Qiuza with one hand. At the same time, his palm was pressed against Man Qiuza's wrist, continuously sending spiritual power in, soothing his almost broken meridians.

Man Qiuza was delirious, barely opened his eyes, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Xiang Chongjing in confusion.

Xiang Chongjing was cursing Man Qiuzao's wounds while scolding the vines: "Are you dead?! Don't you know how to grab him?!"

The vines seemed to say something, and Xiang Chong mirrored: "Useless things——"

Man Qiu's vision seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and he stared blankly at Xiang Chongjing, vaguely feeling that this scene seemed to have appeared somewhere.

His consciousness was stirred into a puddle of muddy water, and his soul was shaken violently. Yuan Dan barely condensed it with spiritual power and did not explode directly.

Man Qiuzao's voice was as if he hadn't heard it: "The suzerain..."

Xiang Chongjing had already pulled the vines and fell to the ground. He didn't hear the words clearly. Seeing that Man Qiuza was so injured and still struggling to speak, he hurriedly said, "Don't talk, it will be fine soon."

Man Qiuza stretched out his hand as if wanting to hug him, his lips moved lightly, and he said silently: "Sovereign, run away."

Xiang Chongjing saw the shape of his lips clearly, and was slightly taken aback.

Man Qiuza couldn't maintain consciousness anymore, his wrist drooped straight down.

The torrential rain outside had stopped, Xiang Chongjing helped Man Qiuza out, and Song Youqiu, who was waiting under the spirit tree, ran over, looking at Man Qiuza, who was covered in blood, in horror: "Da, grown ups?!"

Xiang Chongjing sighed and said: "There is no serious problem for the time being, I will send him to lie in your mustard seed first, and you can go to the Endless Building to find if there is any elixir to restore the injury."

Song Youqiu didn't dare to make jokes, nodded like a joke, and ran towards the ruined endless building.

Xiang Chongjing gently sent Man Qiuzhan into Song Youqiu's mustard seed house, frowned and sent him a burst of spiritual power, and after slightly stabilizing the injury, he heaved a sigh of relief without a trace.

Outside the house, Qu Weixian was dressed in Tsing Yi, expressionless looking at the countless monks coming towards here, his eyes were full of coldness.

A few days ago, the news of the abnormal opening of the Three Poisons Secret Realm has spread throughout Kyushu, but because the spirit tree has not yet grown, many people returned disappointed, and the rest of the people guarded in the small town under the spirit tree. After suddenly growing into a towering tree, he hurried over.

After arriving here, the secret place where the only way to find the right way can only be found by using a rhinoceros to illuminate the dark fire all year round turned into a mortal island. The black mist lingering in the mid-air completely dissipated, revealing a piece of ruins faintly.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Qu Weixian.

A monk holding a sword tried to say: "Sect Master Qu, dare to ask... what happened in this secret realm?"

He was asking the right person, Qu Weixian didn't even know what happened, let alone answer him.

Qu Weixian looked at him indifferently without saying a word.

He didn't say a word, and the people around him became more and more embarrassed.

Another monk looked at the messy spirit tree and the secret realm after the black mist dissipated, hesitated, and then tentatively said: "Didn't the elders of the third sect say that the sinner who tried to destroy the leylines died in the secret realm thousands of years ago? Now that the black mist has dissipated, could it be that the sinner's soul has escaped?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Although Qu Weixian didn't know what they were talking about, he probably understood that they were saying that those who get rid of the three poisons are sinners. He was a little angry immediately, but he didn't know how to be angry at all. He wanted to curse but didn't know what to curse. He wanted to hit someone but couldn't do it because of years of upbringing, so he could only look at that person coldly.

The monk was taken aback by Qu Weixian's eyes, and scratched his head, not knowing what he said wrong.

Others have mixed opinions.

"If the sinner's soul escapes again and becomes a ghost cultivator, will it still destroy the earth veins?"

"It's hard to say, after all, it's been a thousand years."

"Where did the elders of the three sects go? Where is the chief priest?"

"He, huh, he doesn't know what kind of monsters and ghosts he colluded with, what do you want to do with him?"

"Is there anyone still guarding the leylines?"

"..."

The more Qu Weixian listened, the more angry he became, as if the emotions he had suppressed for 60 years had finally come back to life. He took a deep breath, condensed a spiritual sword with weak spiritual power, and moved towards the person who said the word "sinner" first. The monk said coldly, "You, fight me."

The monk had an innocent face: "Sect Master Qu, what is the meaning of this?"

Qu Weixian flicked his wrist: "Hit!"

Everyone looked puzzled, and at this moment, Xiang Chongjing walked out slowly from the void, saw Qu Weixian facing so many people alone, even took out his sword, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked forward with a smile: "What's going on here?"

Although he said it with a smile, two clusters of dark flames appeared at some point, and turned into huge ferocious beasts behind him, staring at everyone.

Everyone looked at each other.

A Jian Xiu was rescued from the underground palace by Xiang Zhongjing, and he didn't want the same Xiang Jianzun to do anything, so he rushed out to smooth things over: "Jian Zun, please calm down, we have no malicious intentions, we are just worried about whether something happened in the secret realm, so we come here Ask a few more questions."

Qu Weixian was still there saying, "You, fight."

Hearing the whispers around him, Xiang Chongjing vaguely understood something. He held Qu Weixian's wrist with a smile, and said softly, "Okay, don't be angry anymore."

As soon as Xiang Chongjing said this, Qu Weixian put away the sword.

Xiang Chongjing didn't blame these monks, after all, they were only young monks who only practiced hundreds of years ago.

Three poisons began to spread rumors that Xiang Chongjing tried to cut off the earth's veins thousands of years ago. After so many years, few people knew the truth back then.

Xiang Chongjing said lightly: "The black mist in the Three Poisons Secret Realm dissipated only because the Three Poisons were gone, so you don't have to worry."

Everyone was muttering in low voices, and they were taken aback when they heard this.

The monk who was rescued by Xiang Chongjing quickly praised: "As expected of the sword master, the sinners who were thousands of years ago were easily killed by you."

"Oh, that's ridiculous, I'm ashamed of it."

"Where is there? Sword Master is too modest!"

Xiang Chongjing pointed at himself and said innocently, "But the sinner thousands of years ago is myself."

All the monks who were smiling and wanting to praise Xiang Chongjing froze, and then they all gasped and looked at him in horror.

"Jian Zun..." Someone said dryly, "This, this joke is not funny at all."

Seeing their scared and unbelievable looks, Xiang Chongjing felt a little funny, blinked slyly, and deliberately frightened them: "I still think it's funny—everyone, have you ever heard that the sinner from thousands of years ago, named What?"

The others couldn't laugh at all, and couldn't tell whether Xiang Chongjing was telling the truth or joking.

Some people have heard in a daze that the previous generation had said the name of the fairy, but it was a matter of childhood, and they didn't remember it at all these years. Now that they heard Xiang Chongjing say that, they stared in confusion for a long time, and suddenly stared Big eyes gasped.

The name of the fairy...

——Phase mirror.

At this moment, Master Yi finally came down from the spirit tree with Yi Junting and Yi Chihan. After hearing these words, he walked over quickly and said in a low voice, "They are all idiots! Where are the real sinners thousands of years ago?" It's Xianjun, don't you understand such a simple truth? Idiot!"

Head Yi, who has always been straightforward and thoughtless, finally had the opportunity to scold others for idiots. The fact that he almost lost his own son made him terrified. The monk's nose is broken.

Master Yi is too straightforward. Although he has offended many people both openly and secretly, most people in Kyushu still like his straightforward and forthright personality. When he is scolded, he just backs off and tells the master to appease his anger.

The sect leader couldn't calm down his anger, and the more he cursed, the more vigorous he became.

"Among you, I remember who else was captured by Su Cansheng, idiot, is that Su Cansheng the real Su Shouzun? He is obviously possessed by someone, can't you tell?"

"Do you know how many people have been possessed by that thing over the years? Do you have any clues to those monks who disappeared secretly and have no news?! Don't you think about it?!"

"Idiots, idiots! All idiots!"

Everyone was scolded bloody and dizzy, and their minds were full of that sonorous "idiot"!

Xiang Chongjing beside him couldn't help laughing.

He always thought that Master Yi was a rough man with no brains, but he didn't think he didn't think too much, but he was too good at hiding.

"Master Yi calm down, we..."

"Quiet your anger?! My son was almost put on a string by those three poisons, and if you calm down again, I'm going to blow up the Yuandan!" Master Yi said angrily, "Now Su Cansheng is dead—a good death!— ——Lao Tzu is the head of the three sects, if you dare to make up some sinners to frame Xiang Jianzun, just wait for death!"

Everyone: "..."

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Master Yi, it doesn't have to be like this."

As soon as Master Yi turned his head, he was not so angry when facing Xiang Zhongjing: "Sword Master, you don't need to be disturbed by rumors and rumors. You have been misunderstood by the Three Realms of Kyushu for thousands of years, and it is time for you to really get your grievances."

Xiang Chongjing was taken aback.

Back then he used his body to protect the earth veins, and today he killed the three poisons. He never thought of being recognized, thanked, or praised by anyone from the beginning to the end.

The opinions of others are no longer worth mentioning to him, after all, he didn't protect the leylines for them in the first place.

But this seemingly careless man told him...

"It's time to really pay for my grievances."

Finally, Xiang Chongjing couldn't help showing a real smile, and he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Okay."

Having said that, Xiang Chongjing didn't get involved. After all, with his temperament, it's okay to make jokes, but if he tells strangers word by word what he has done for Kyushu and what he has lost, that's not as good as One sword killed him.

Too hypocritical.

Master Yi was unwilling to admit defeat, and immediately expanded the truth of the few words that Xiang Chongjing told to countless sentences, and he continued talking for half an hour without stopping.

All the monks were stunned by what was said, and some of them were not firm in their willpower, and almost followed Master Yi's crazy obsession with Master Xiangjian.

Thousands of years ago, Lord Xiangxian was only devoted to the Three Realms and Nine Provinces, but he suffered the tragic death of his clansman, his best friend was possessed by demons, and even himself died tragically;

Thousands of years later, Xiang Jianzun, famous for his swordsmanship, completely eradicated the three poisons that have plagued the Three Realms for many years.

It can be said that he is righteous and awe-inspiring, like a god in heaven.

A thick-skinned person like Xiang Chongjing blushed inexplicably when he heard that, seeing Song Youqiu found the medicine, he quickly took it to heal Man Qiuza.

slipped.

After tossing back and forth like this for a long time, Man Qiuzhen's injury stabilized, and the head of Yi also relied on his own strength to publicize the matter of Xiang Chongjing to everyone.

——Song Youqiu had to call the experts directly after hearing this.

After Man Qiuzhen's injury was completely stabilized, Xiang Chongjing finally breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a long time, and took him back to the Endless Road.

There are still servants in the endless building of the endless building. Seeing Man Qiuzao running out but being carried back, he immediately cried and shouted.

"My lord! What's wrong with my lord?!"

"My lord!"

"I'll go to Mr. Song to buy a coffin... Ugh!"

"To shut up!"

Phase Mirror: "..."

Xiang Chongjing glanced at the servants angrily: "It's nothing serious, just take care of it."

Everyone also knew Xiang Chongjing's identity and experience, seeing his eyes filled with sympathy and respect, they hurriedly said, "Okay!"

Xiang Chongjing settled Man Qiuzao, Qu Weixian didn't stay any longer, and went back to Yizong alone, he didn't know who to talk to for a while.

Arriving at the residence in the Endless Building, Xiang Chongjing lifted the sleepy Gu Congxu out of his clothes and put him on a soft pillow. He took off his outer robe and lay beside him, stretching out his slender fingers to poke Gu Congxu once and for all. The dragon's head.

Gu Congxu is a dragon with three poisons, but the three poisons that are poisons to other monks are rare spiritual powers for him.

Xiang Chongjing checked Gu Congxu's body and found that the lack of a keel caused countless three poisons to surge in his body, unable to enter the inner alchemy, which led to his lethargy.

If you want the Three Poisons to be completely used by Gu Congxu, you must find the last keel.

But he has no clue now, he can only wait for Gu Congxu to wake up and ask him to use the dragon body to sense the keel.

Xiang Chongjing frowned as he watched Xiaolong sleep soundly, and began to think about what Gu Congxu's last sentence meant.

hateful?

What did I do to be hated by others to make San Geng, who has always indulged and liked him, say the word "hateful"?

Just took some blood?

It shouldn't be, Gu Congxu will never interfere with anything he does, and he won't be angry because of such a trivial matter.

Xiang Chongjing couldn't figure it out after contemplating it, and because he lacked some effort, he began to feel drowsy after a while.

Before losing consciousness, he was still thinking in a daze.

"San Geng won't be angry with me. He wasn't angry when I made such a fuss before, so he won't become a Taoist couple now and ignore me."

"Not so not so..."

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Xiang Chongjing stumbled out of the dream and woke up suddenly with a shudder.

He sat up and rubbed the sweaty hair on his forehead, and was about to instinctively go to Gu Congxu, but saw that there was nothing on the huge bed.

Xiang Chongjing hurriedly got up, thinking of Gu Congxu's eyes and words before he passed out, he was inexplicably panicked, and ran out to find someone before he even had time to put on his shoes.

Fortunately, as soon as he opened the curtain and left the inner room, he saw Gu Congxu sitting sideways on the window lattice of the outer room.

Gu Congxu stepped on the window lattice with one leg bent, and one leg hung down naturally, with his wrist resting on his knee, and he turned his head to look at the sunset outside with no expression on his face.

The setting sun shone on him, which was very beautiful.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Congxu turned his head to look.

When Xiang Chongjing found him, he breathed a sigh of relief. He ran over and said with a smile as usual: "Why are you sitting here? Are you still uncomfortable? I'll use my spiritual power to sort out your meridians again?"

He walked up to Gu Congxu, and skillfully stretched out his hand towards Gu Congxu, wanting Gu Congxu to hug him to the window lattice - he wanted to sit side by side with Gu Congxu and watch the sunset.

"When it's better, let's find the last keel."

Gu Congxu said nothing.

Xiang Chongjing waited and waited until Gu Congxu answered him, he shook his hand strangely, and motioned "what are you doing, hug me".

Gu Congxu had no expression on his face, because the three poisons hadn't been completely refined, so there was black mist surging in his golden dragon pupils.

He fixedly stared at Xiang Chongjing for a while, then turned his head to continue watching the sunset, without giving Xiang Chongjing any reaction—even if it was just a look.

Xiang Chongjing: "???"

Xiang Chongjing was dumbfounded.

This is the first time that Gu Sangeng ignored him so completely.

Seeing Gu Congxu's handsome side face sprinkled by the setting sun, Xiang Chongjing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Gu Congxu...

Seems to be really angry.