I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Devastated!

The [-]-year-old tree fell to this side and fell into puddles everywhere, and occasionally there were lavender flames burning on the branches of the trunks above the water.

There are countless remains of monsters and birds, some of which are stuck in the mud, some float on the water, or hang on the branches. There are thousands of remains of the lovely Cyclops alone.

Among the corpses all over the place, there was a male cultivator standing sideways abruptly. The male cultivator had slender eyebrows and fine eyes, and light-colored lips. He was tightly bound into a rice dumpling by golden ropes, and a small part of the hem of his blue Taoist robe was exposed.

Meng Yan and Pan Yuchen each occupied one side, blocking all the male cultivator's escape routes, but Guanzhu Guiyuan was nowhere to be found.

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at the male cultivator who was captured alive, followed Xing Minzhi obediently to Meng Yan's side, waiting for the two temple masters to speak.

After a moment of silence, Pan Yuchen said, "Brother Meng, please."

Meng Yan shook his head imperceptibly, and flatly refused: "I need to avoid suspicion."

Pan Yuchen persuaded with a smile: "Why is Brother Meng doing this?"

Meng Yan pointed at the male cultivator on the ground, and said: "The third-ranked disciple of Zuowangguan, the disciples of the Lin family in Dongqingzhou who focus on training, can be fascinated, and the children of the Feng family may not be able to, so I still avoid suspicion." good."

Pan Yuchen smiled slightly: "Brother Meng is not from the Feng family."

Meng Yan tilted his head slightly, as if looking directly at Pan Yuchen through the blindfolded green veil: "You know my origin with the Feng family."

Pan Yuchen stopped persuading him further: "In this way, my little brother is overstepping."

Meng Yan said unhurriedly: "Brother, please go ahead."

Pan Yuchen glanced over Feng Yuanjiu and landed on the male monk on the ground: "Lin Danyang."

Lin Danyang looked at the boundless and dark jungle without saying a word.

Pan Yuchen lightly shook the folding fan in his hand, grasping it with five fingers, and a silver mirror appeared in his palm: "Everyone knows that there is a stone mirror in the Mingji Hall of the main courtyard of my Taiqing Dian, which can illuminate all obstacles, expel all evil spirits, and return to the original. Know yourself and observe your mind to strengthen your mind. But few people know that the stone mirror has another function, which is to go back in time." After speaking, Pan Yuchen chuckled and said unhurriedly, "As long as you are willing to consume the original essence Qi, it is not difficult to go back to the time of a lifetime, so it doesn't matter to me whether you say it or not."

Lin Danyang fixed his eyes, turned his head slowly, looked at Pan Yuchen fixedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "A mere disciple of the Six Views outside, if he can climb Dianzheng Peak to see the scenery of Yuntai Ten Peaks, and enter Mingji Hall to see the tripod The famous mirror of rectifying the mind is worth living in."

"You are wrong." Pan Yuchen's smile was mixed with imperceptible sarcasm, "You have no chance to enter Mingjitang."

Lin Danyang relaxed when he heard the words, and moved his eyes back to the depths of the dense forest, watching quietly, as if he was looking at his belief in this life.

Pan Yuchen played with the silver mirror in his palm and said, "However, having this mirror is not an insult to you."

Lin Danyang was unmoved, and after a closer look, it was not difficult to see the faint irony hanging from the end of his eyes.

Pan Yuchen chuckled, and threw the silver mirror in his palm.

The slender ten fingers pinched the eighteen seals unhurriedly, and the palm-length silver mirror instantly grew in the wind.

When it rose to a height of ten feet, Pan Yuchen pointed at the same time, a little further away, and the silver mirror fell steadily into the soil.

The silver mirror is one foot high and half a foot wide. There are auspicious clouds on the edge, and the whole body is filled with hazy blue light, which makes people feel peaceful when looking at it.

This mirror was cleverly placed, and the mirror was facing Lin Danyang who was lying in the mud of rotten leaves.

Lin Danyang couldn't help being attracted by the silver mirror, his gaze fluctuated for a moment, and then he regained his composure, and his light lips pursed into a mocking arc.

Pan Yuchen turned his head to look at Meng Yan: "This son is determined, so he may have to take some measures."

Meng Yan nodded: "Junior Brother Pan is the master."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yuchen raised his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and made a hook with his fingers.

Fang Wuji understood, bowed slightly to Pan Yuchen, and called out the flying shuttle, which flew from Pan Yuchen's side to Lin Danyang's side, holding a black long knife in his hand.

Lin Danyang finally turned his gaze again, and landed on Fang Wuji. His lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

Fang Wuji lowered his eyes, raised his hand, and pointed the knife point at Lin Danyang's slender neck.

Lin Danyang lowered his eyelids.

Pan Yuchen ordered without the slightest emotion: "Take the essence and blood of his heart and put it into the magic circle at the bottom of the mirror."

Didn't say how much to take, naturally meant to take everything.

Fang Wuji lifted the knife, pointed the knife tip at the gap that the golden rope automatically let out, pursed his lower lip, and said, "That's what you said, why bother to hold on."

Lin Danyang raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "If you don't tell me, it's not because I betrayed him."

Fang Wuji sighed imperceptibly, and with force in his hand, the black long blade quickly pierced Lin Danyang's heart.

There was no blood flow as expected, just as Fang Wuji began to squeeze the blood from his heart, Lin Danyang melted into a pool of fluorescent purple water from head to toe.

Pan Yuchen's face changed suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed Fang Wuji, and directly caught Fang Wuji back on his cloud boat.

At that time, most of the knife in Fang Wuji's palm had been melted away, and seeing that it was about to melt to the handle of the knife, Fang Wuji recovered from his shock, and threw the handle of the knife out of his palm.

The black knife handle hit an old tree that was as thick as three people hugged, and the old tree turned from flourish to wither in an instant, and finally turned into dust, which fell on the purple water that Lin Danyang had turned into.

Fang Wuji held the three drops of heart essence he had just ingested, kowtowed and kowtowed: "Disciple, I thank the Lord for saving my life."

Pan Yuchen lightly raised the folding fan in his palm, and lifted Fang Wuji, who was kneeling at his feet, with a stern look.

Meng Yan sighed softly: "Careless."

Pan Yuchen's expression softened slightly, and he said, "In an instant, who would have thought that Lin Danyang would be carrying this poison, and would dare to kill himself with it?"

Meng Yan tapped the green gold wood handrail with his fingertips: "It's not a waste of time, at least I can be sure that both Jiaobu and Momen are involved."

Pan Yuchen sneered, and said, "I can't help but be manipulated by people from the Xuanmen sect. Otherwise, why would there be so many rookies in my Dongxuan Continent? The puppets of the Nether Sect, the blood of the Blood Evil Sect, the Hehuan Zong's charm... tsk! But the most despicable thing is to use the word love to control people's hearts."

Meng Yan answered slowly: "According to your calculations, there are poisons from the Jiao tribe and thieves from the Rat tribe."

Pan Yuchen sneered: "It's really a big game of chess."

Meng Yan didn't comment: "It's not easy to jump to conclusions about the situation, maybe it's because we think too much."

"I hope it's you and me worrying about the sky, not a sign of impending disaster." Pan Yuchen sighed, raised his hand to take the three drops of blood that Fang Wuji was holding in his palm, flicked it to the magic circle at the bottom of the mirror, and pointed gently One point, "Let's see if Lin Danyang has left any useful information."

As the three drops of blood essence merged into the complex magic circle, ripples slowly appeared on the clean surface of the silver mirror, and an image gradually appeared, but the image was quite blurry, and only a swaying ink color could be seen.

Pan Yuchen frowned and pinched a few seals, a string of golden talismans sank into the silver mirror from Pan Yuchen's fingertips, and the swaying ink color on the mirror gradually became clear.

It turned out to be the back of a male cultivator, and the swaying ink color was exactly the extremely luxurious magic robe on the male cultivator.

The silkworm ice soul silk is woven into the ink base, the golden dark pattern embroidered with sky gold silk, and the waves are hidden on the sleeves of the clothes. It is obvious that he is a water attribute monk with considerable status.

Deng Tuzi is also a water attribute monk, and this pair of Feng Yi, who is wearing a golden crown on his hair and wearing a black robe, is really familiar.

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help raising his spirits, staring intently at the image in the mirror.

Lin Danyang has been silently following the other party, walking through the deep mountains and old forests, and the two have never talked to each other.

Until walking near a secluded pool, the black-clothed monk who was walking in front finally stopped, stood on the bank of the secluded pool, stared at the scenery for a long time, and then slowly turned his head to look back.

Feng Yuanjiu unconsciously straightened her already straight spine, and slightly pursed her lips.

However, there was too little blood, the black-clothed monk had just turned his head, and the side face was not fully exposed, and the image on the silver mirror disappeared into nothingness along with the ripples.

Although the side face was not completely exposed, it could be seen from the outlines that this person was not a disciple. Feng Yuanjiu felt relieved inexplicably, and lowered his eyes again, returning to the previous respectful look with lowered brows and pleasing eyes.

Pan Yuchen glanced at Feng Yuanjiu, and asked Fang Wuji and Xing Minzhi, "Did you see anything?" Fang Wuji respectfully said, "The place where the two of them stopped should be here, and it is very likely that Junior Sister Qiu broke through it." This two-person secret meeting was brutally murdered, and this video is most likely before Junior Sister Qiu smashed them."

Pan Yuchen nodded.

Xing Minzhi asked with a sullen face, "How's Junior Sister Qiu?"

Meng Yan said indifferently: "Qiu Man's spirit body died, Junior Sister Guiyuan has already escorted her true spirit to reincarnate."

Xing Minzhi's immature face was instantly covered with a layer of frost!

Meng Yan glanced at Xing Min indifferently, and hit the nail on the head: "With your current cultivation, you can't take revenge."

With a gloomy face, Xing Minzhi gritted his teeth: "One day I will repay it!"

Meng Yan didn't say yes or no, but said: "The way of heaven is fair."

Xing Minzhi pursed his lips and said nothing, but seeing the expression on his face, he listened to the words - the way of heaven is the highest, if you want to surpass the predecessors, you need to redouble your efforts in cultivation.Otherwise, it is very likely that you have not surpassed the front wave, and the front wave has already disappeared on the beach.

Xing Min's temper is jumpy, and Meng Yan is obviously trying to suppress his temper.

Pan Yuchen didn't want to disturb him, so he ignored Xing Minzhi, pointed to the silver mirror that was still in the soil and said to Feng Yuanjiu: "This mirror is called Mingxin, and it is the projection of the mirror of righteous heart. In order to avoid wronging the innocent disciple, this mirror was specially invited out this time."

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye: "The Lord of the Watch is wise."

Pan Yuchen raised his eyebrows, folded the folding fan in his palm, and said, "You have seen a little about the power of a clear mind just now."

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyes, with a submissive demeanor: "Yes."

Pan Yuchen slapped his palm lightly with his folding fan, and said slowly, "You appeared within three thousand miles of Xiaoshiling for no reason. To prove your innocence, you may have to walk in front of the Mirror of Brightness."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Feng Yuanjiu's eyes, he looked up at Pan Yuchen, and asked, "But you also want to take the blood of the disciple's heart?"

"I'm always fair, so I can't treat people differently." Pan Yuchen slightly raised the corners of his lips, smiling grandiosely, "If you're as stubborn as Lin Danyang, then maybe Wuji will help you."

It turned out that it was so, no wonder he was allowed to watch such a big show, Lin Danyang was an underdog!

Feng Yuanjiu sneered in his heart, and really wanted to see through Pan Yuchen's gentle skin to see how much enmity the soul inside had with the Feng family!