I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Pan Yuchen calmly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The way of heaven is fair, but there are still many injustices in the world. Taiqing is fair, and the disciples of Taiqing may not be fair."

Pan Yuchen smiled slightly: "The Feng family is really rebellious."

Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "I don't agree with this statement. There is no rebel or treacherous person in my Feng family, so how can I say it? If there are any unusual bones in my Feng family, then It will only be iron bones and rugged bones."

Pan Yuchen smiled lightly: "Such a eloquent tongue, but you really have to walk in front of the mirror of the bright heart before you can be trusted."

Feng Yuanjiu looked back at Pan Yuchen calmly, her spine straight.

Meng Yan, who was ordering Xing Minzhi at the side, suddenly said: "Junior Brother Pan, don't lose your identity."

Pan Yuchen smirked: "I knew that once someone from the Feng family was involved, it would be difficult for senior brother to stay out of it."

Meng Yan took a sip of hot tea with lowered eyes, as if he was not in this devastated place, but chatting with a friend or two in his own cave: "Just know."

Pan Yuchen stared at Meng Yan and snorted softly: "Since that's the case, I'd better leave this Feng Yuanjiu to senior brother for questioning!"

Meng Yan turned his head and turned to Pan Yuchen: "I need to avoid suspicion."

"..." Pan Yuchen was silent for a moment, a rare gloomy expression appeared on his always gentle face.

Meng Yan stretched out his arms and said calmly: "Junior Brother, please."

Pan Yuchen took a deep look at Meng Yan, then calmly spoke again: "Feng Yuanjiu."

No matter what the relationship between Meng Yan and the Feng family is, it is true that there is much protection for him.

Feng Yuanjiu's hanging heart fell to the ground, as if he had never had a verbal confrontation with Pan Yuchen, he responded respectfully: "The disciple is here."

Pan Yuchen asked, "Why did you appear near Xiaoshiling?"

Feng Yuanjiu's thoughts changed sharply, with a calm face: "experience."

Pan Yuchen raised his eyebrows, and his words were full of veiled sarcasm: "A disciple who just started, you left the sect alone and entered the depths of thousands of miles to practice?"

Feng Yuanjiu lowered his brows and pleasing to the eye, talking nonsense: "This disciple has been stuck in the fourth level of Qi refining for a long time, and he still can't break through the barriers in closed-door practice, so he wants to come out and practice for a while, to see if he can find a chance to break through the barriers at the critical moment of life and death. "

Pan Yuchen: "You are making progress."

Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "I know that my aptitude is mediocre, so I dare not slack off."

Pan Yuchen measured Feng Yuanjiu, and asked, "How did you manage to go deep into thousands of miles to practice safely?"

Feng Yuanjiu raised his head and looked at Pan Yuchen with the corners of his mouth slightly bent, showing a slight smile: "After all, he is a descendant of the Feng family, so there are naturally some ways to save his life."

Pan Yuchen: "..." Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!

Meng Yan couldn't help laughing, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't be naughty."

Feng Yuanjiu immediately lowered his eyebrows and responded respectfully: "I would like to abide by the decree of the Lord Guan."

Meng Yan chuckled lightly, and said: "Then it will be easy to deal with."

Response is a fine word.

A smile slipped across Feng Yuanjiu's downcast eyes, respectfully should be: "No."

Pan Yuchen eased his emotions, cast a glance at Meng Yan with a bit of resentment, and asked Feng Yuanjiu: "Why did you appear near Xiaoshiling, don't say it's a coincidence."

Feng Yuanjiu turned his mind, deduced the power of the mirror of the bright mind in his heart, and made up nonsense respectfully: "I saw that the one-eyed stone ape looks cute in "Wan Yaozhi", and I heard that this one has a unique shape. Seeing stone apes haunting, I wanted to catch them and go back to guard the cave.”

Pan Yuchen laughed: "You? Catching the Cyclops?"

Xing Minzhi took a look at his master, and suddenly said: "To tell the truth, Master Pan, when I met Junior Brother Feng, he was indeed rubbing against the one-eyed stone monkey with the Vajra Talisman! If the disciple hadn't gone in time, Feng At this time, the younger brother may not be sure, so he has already gone to guard the five internal organs temple for the one-eyed stone monkey."

Pan Yuchen looked at Feng Yuanjiu suspiciously: "Feng Yuanjiu is not a reckless person like you."

Feng Yuanjiu said with a tense face, "I am ashamed of receiving the praise from the temple master."

Pan Yuchen said unhurriedly: "There is no need to be humble, you are thoughtful and eloquent, even ten lucky nephews can't handle you alone."

A look of grievance instantly appeared on Shuli's face, Feng Yuanjiu pursed her lips tightly, turned to Monastery Meng Yan, and bowed respectfully: "I think if I don't walk in front of the Mirror of Bright Mind, Guanzhu Pan will definitely I can't believe my disciple. Although my cultivation base is low, I don't want to suffer this suspicion for nothing. In order to prove my innocence, this disciple is willing to go to the mirror of Mingxin. However, after my disciple was brought back by Senior Brother Xing, Guanzhu Pan said I have a lot of complaints about my disciples and the Feng clan. I really don’t want to entrust my own safety to those who have prejudices against me.” Then, Feng Yuanjiu bowed to Meng Yan again, “I dare to ask The Lord of the Temple holds the Mirror of Bright Mind himself, and asks the Master to fulfill the unfeeling request of his disciples."

There was a moment of silence in the arena.

Meng Yan sat on the Dharma chair, seemingly indifferent.

Feng Yuanjiu bowed like that, without moving.

After a long time, until Feng Yuanjiu's back was sore, he heard Meng Yan ask him angrily: "Do you know that you have committed the following crimes?"

Feng Yuanjiu said in a respectful voice: "I know, I am willing to be punished by the master after the incident."

Meng Yan said lightly: "Will you be willing to pay more for knowingly committing a crime?"

Feng Yuanjiu was respectful and respectful: "As long as I don't tire Guanzhu Pan Qingyu, my disciple is willing to do so." The words were well-sounding.

Pan Yuchen sneered: "Brother, let him go. After all, I have to avoid suspicion."

Meng Yan didn't say yes or no, but raised his hand slightly.

The wide sleeves embroidered with beautiful mountains and rivers seemed to be blowing in front of his eyes, and with the breeze blowing on his face, Feng Yuanjiu had to stand up straight.

Feng Yuanjiu knew in his heart that it was the temple master Meng Yan who agreed to his request, so he felt certain in his heart.

Sure enough, within a short while, Meng Yan said in a flat tone: "That's fine."

Feng Yuanjiu's heart was suddenly indifferent, and he consciously walked towards the precious mirror surrounded by immortal energy, his back straightened.

Rao knew that the precious mirror would "suck" either his original essence or the essence of his heart later on, Feng Yuanjiu's gait was still calm, neither fast nor slow, every step seemed to be measured, no matter what. The slightest difference.

The complicated and noble royal robes swayed lightly with his steps, and the sycamore branches on the sleeves of the clothes swayed gently, as if there were colorful phoenixes inhabiting.

Walking in front of the precious mirror, Feng Yuanjiu stopped and looked back, the arrogance and dignity that originated from the blood were all on the beautiful eyebrows.

This kind of Feng Yuanjiu made Meng Yan stunned for a moment, but it caused Pan Yuchen to sneer neither high nor low.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his chin slightly, and asked Meng Yan: "Dare to ask the temple master, how much blood essence does the disciple need?"

Meng Yan raised his hand and lightly flicked away Feng Yuan Jiubi's short blade on his heart from the air, and said flatly: "Since you are willing, it's just a matter of cooperation, there is no need to take another blood from the heart."

Feng Yuanjiu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he was right on the first bet.

He conveniently put the short blade in his palm back into the Qiankun bag, Feng Yuanjiuyi didn't see any messy robes, and bowed to Meng Yan from a distance: "Please show me the Lord."

"What you saw just now is an extraordinary measure taken against stubborn people when it is necessary." Meng Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and joked with a bit of a smile, "If you use it every time, you will need it." Take the essence and blood from the heart, then this bright mind mirror should be a thing of the blood evil sect, not the projection of my supreme treasure."

Feng Yuanjiu looked slightly embarrassed: "It's the disciple who wants to go wrong."

Meng Yan pointed at the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingertips, and added another sentence: "Although Junior Brother Pan is angry with you, he has no malicious intentions, so don't hold grudges against him."

Regardless of whether it was really just venting anger or not, since Meng Yan pointed it out, Feng Yuanjiu can only be in a state of trepidation at this time.

Feng Yuanjiu hurriedly saluted, and said respectfully: "I dare not."

Meng Yan went so far, but did not investigate whether Feng Yuanjiu's words were sincere or not. It was not so much a point, but a step up for Pan Yuchen and Feng Yuanjiu, smoothing Feng Yuanjiu's relationship with Pan Yuchen on the surface. disrespectful.

Feng Yuanjiu's mind is clear, and with Meng Yan's affection, his demeanor becomes more respectful.

Pan Yuchen finally opened his mouth: "Brother, don't worry, I won't be as knowledgeable as a child."

Feng Yuanjiu, who was said to be a hairy child: "..."

Although he was not afraid of Pan Yuchen, he was really grateful for Meng Yan's protection of him.

Meng Yan nodded slightly to Pan Yuchen as a response.

Then finally got to the point, Meng Yan raised his hand and pointed to the mirror: "Feng Yuanjiu, stand in front of the mirror and open up the sea of ​​consciousness."

Sure enough!

In the previous life, although there was a lack of inspiration and the decline of ten thousand dharma, after all, it was prosperous for hundreds of millions of years. Although there are many incomplete Taoist and dharma classics, there is no shortage of various magic weapons.As one of the six foundation-building monks who are in charge of a sect of Taoism, he has used no less than thousands of magic weapons, so he can see some clues of this clear-eyed mirror at a glance.

Therefore, he dared to ask himself to prove his innocence with a clear mind.

Now he has won the second bet in his mind, and the next thing to do is to bet on which one is more powerful, the treasure of the Zhen faction whose original source was damaged in the first Taoist sect in the previous life, or the projection re-engraved magic weapon of the supreme treasure of the first Taoist sect in this life. .

Feng Yuanjiu bowed and responded, "No."

In the process of turning around and walking to the mirror of the Mingxin Mirror, he silently protected most of his soul with Qijueqin Soul, leaving only the part of the memory that a monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining should have, and which he wanted to show to others. The fragments of Yuanshen were shown to Mingxinjing.

As Feng Yuanjiu opened his sea of ​​consciousness, ripples gradually appeared on the smooth surface of the silver mirror.

Meng Yan's thin and slender hands made several seals, and the golden talisman floated from his fingertips to Feng Yuanjiu, and it was printed on his smooth forehead, sinking into the center of his eyebrows.

Feng Yuanjiu's Yuanshen body sat cross-legged inside the golden shield propped up by Qin Po, quietly watching the golden talismans that invaded the sea of ​​consciousness being printed one by one into the ball he left outside Within the Yuanshen Fragment.

The soul is connected, and the perception is connected.

As the talisman circled and shuttled among the fragments of Yuanshen, Feng Yuanjiu felt a splitting headache, and his mind was so dizzy that he wanted to fall into a deep sleep.

"Om!" The Qijueqin Qinpo buzzed at the right time, pulling back Feng Yuanjiu's gradually lost sanity.

Feng Yuanjiu hurriedly focused and calmed down, maintaining the stability of the Yuanshen fragment from a distance through the shield supported by Qin Po.

On the bright mirror——

With a soft and gentle "Brother, you are really easy for me to find!" opened the time of retrospect.

The fight between Feng Yuanjiu and Wu Huiniang was faithfully reproduced in the mirror, but the reappeared fight was a little less verbal.

There is only a little mention of Bu Ziming, and nothing about Deng Tuzi.

This memory was obviously tampered with by Feng Yuanjiu!

Under the noses of the two temple masters, Feng Yuanjiu dared not slack off in front of the Taiqing Supreme Treasure's projected re-engraved magic weapon.

Enduring the tearing pain of the Yuanshen and the pain of the talismans traveling through the Yuanshen, Feng Yuanjiu faced the string of golden characters with all his might, and after the characters left his sea of ​​consciousness, Wen Debao returned to Pan Yuchen In the palm, Feng Yuanjiu's mind relaxed, and he passed out instantly.