After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili held the letter and wanted to take it back, but Sheng Jian had already touched the letter, and after sensing his strength, he silently let go of it.

However, Sheng Jian didn't give up, and began to reason with him seriously: "Xia Xing's goal is to defend the cultivation world, and so do I."

Ye Zhili: "In the face of monsters, the cultivation world should be united. If there is a need to invite Sword Master to come out of the mountain, Leader Xia will never hide it."

"The sooner you know, the more preparations you can make." Having said that, Sheng Jian changed the subject, "Ji Taxue and the others are on the front line of the war, and the Xianmeng and Xuanjian Pavilion have always only had superficial peace. Xia Xingchui may not agree to it." Remind at the first moment."

The Xianmeng is the pinnacle of the orthodox forces in the cultivation world, and all decent sects take the Xianmeng as the center and listen to its orders.

And Xuanjian Pavilion is the most striking "dissident". If you don't submit to the court, don't submit, or even disobedient, you can send five liaison envoys to scare four of you crazy. The emperor was far away, and the Xianmeng couldn't swallow it, so they had to rely on them to guard the ruins. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thorn in the flesh.

If there was a chance to swallow the Xuanjian Pavilion, even if it was just to frustrate the spirit of these powerful people, Xia Xingchui would be very happy to do it.

Compared with Xianmeng, Ye Zhili also prefers Xuanjian Pavilion, Ji Taxue and the others are very nice people, where they can be casual and free.

It's just that Sheng Jian was there, and if he stayed as a liaison envoy of the Xianmeng, it would only deepen the conflict between the Xianmeng and Xuanjian Pavilion.

Sheng Jian's reason really hit his nails.

He handed the letter over again, not forgetting to emphasize: "I'm looking at Pavilion Master Ji's face."

There was a smile in Sheng Jian's eyes: "Ji Taxue and the others should be very happy to hear that."

Ye Zhili waved his hand: "Read the letter."

The letter left by Tao Zizhen is like a summary of intelligence materials that have not yet been submitted. There are two important things.

His rebirth was indeed inspired by the demon world, and Tao Zizhen did it himself.

But Tao Zi really had a time lag on this point, it wasn't that Ye Zi was scared to jump into the lake by going to Xuanjian Pavilion, but that Ye Zi fell into the water and died first, Tao Zi really took this opportunity to find a relationship and transfer Ye Zi to Xuanjian Pavilion as a liaison envoy , and put his soul into Ye Zi's body.

The similar appearance is just an unintentional coincidence.

Another thing is that after a long period of investigation, Tao Zizhen knew the location of the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, and it was specially marked on the letter that the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle had been opened.

After Sheng Jian finished reading it, Ye Zhili asked, "What is the Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle? It sounds like a magic weapon."

"It's a magic weapon." Sheng Jian stretched out a finger and drew a few times in the air, and the cold blue spiritual power quickly formed a bottle with a wide mouth, a thin neck and a round belly. In the beginning, it could accommodate the heavens and the earth, and everything in the world, whether alive or dead, could not be contained, and nothing could not be preserved, I have only seen pictures of it, but I didn’t expect it to be here in Xia Xingchui.”

Ye Zhili nodded: "It's still an artifact. Tao Zizhen said that the Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle has been activated by Xia Xingchui, so what exactly did Xia Xingchui use to hold it?"

Sheng Jian: "I don't know, what's more important now is why Tao Zizhen left these things for you."

As the leader of the Immortal League, Xia Xingchui's information on the Demon Realm is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Since Tao Zizhen deliberately mentioned the Hunyuan Universe Bottle, then this artifact must have a great relationship with the Demon Realm.

If given a choice, Ye Zhili actually prefers peace.

Whether alone or with someone else, he can travel around mountains and rivers, slay demons and slay demons, and even go to the bazaar in the world. He really wants to put a river lantern once.

When you are tired, you can find a hut by a stream that is inaccessible, and watch the sun rise and the moon set every day, and the morning glow changes into the evening.

But the information Tao Zizhen left behind made him feel that he was getting closer to the center of the conspiracy, and the muddy water under his feet was getting deeper and deeper.

As long as he took a step towards that Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, he would never be able to take it back.

The back of his hand was suddenly covered with a warm touch, he looked up, and Sheng Jian was looking at him seriously and intently: "Why don't I take you back to Xuanjian Pavilion, and leave it to me here."

The long night is over, the not-so-bright colors are gradually blurring in the sky, crisp bird calls can be heard outside the courtyard, the first drops of dew slide down from the tender green leaves, and a new day begins.

Ye Zhili rarely showed a soft enough smile to Sheng Jian: "Thank you."

It's just that the smile was fleeting, as beautiful as an illusion.

Before Sheng could speak directly, Ye Zhili put away all his emotions, and slammed his fingers on the smooth tabletop: "I'm not afraid, I just feel that I can't be led by the nose all the time."

"What happened to your nose, little leaf?"

Bearing the chill in the morning, Lu Juchen walked in from the outside: "Eh? Hunyuan Qiankun Bottle?"

The pattern of Sheng Jian's spiritual power condensed in mid-air has not yet dissipated, but Lu Juchen recognized it at a glance.

Ye Zhili: "You also know the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle?"

Lu Juchen took it for granted: "We forge mountains to forge tools, not just for swords. Naturally, we have to understand such ancient gods since childhood. Where did you see this bottle? I haven't seen it before."

There are a few letters on the table, and a bottle painted by Lingli floating in the air. No matter how you look at it, you are discussing something. In this case, Ye Zhili can't hide it anymore, and briefly told Lu Juchen what happened last night. again.

Lu Juchen curled his lips and said in dissatisfaction, "You didn't call me for stealing?"

Ye Zhili: "..."

Although it doesn't sound right, it is indeed climbing the wall to get things in the middle of the night.

He rubbed his nose, not knowing for a while whether to reflect on his behavior, or to be moved by Lu Huanchen's hobbies.

He tentatively asked, "I will call you if there is a similar action next time?"

Lu Juchen wasn't really angry, seeing what he said, he stopped thinking about it: "Okay, what should I do now, I'll go and steal that broken bottle for you?"

Ye Zhili hastily stopped him and said, "There's no need to start a new round of 'sneaking' so quickly, Xia Xingchui must have attached great importance to that broken bottle... the artifact, and we don't know what's inside it yet, so rashly Stealing it could be bad."

Fortunately, Lu Huanchen has always listened to him, and did not really act on the spot to steal the treasures of the Xianmeng the next day after coming to the Xianmeng.

Lu Juchen took a sip of hot tea, and said meaningfully: "You can say whatever you want, but this Xia Xingchui is a bit interesting."

Ye Zhili: "Why is it interesting?"

Lu Juchen: "Tao Zi is really his apprentice, and the mission that happened is also from the Immortal League. He doubted you inside and out, so he picked it up clean."

Ye Zhili's choice to join Gong Yangbo's sect has already been submitted, but the matter of worshiping an elder as a teacher in Xianmeng is relatively important, and requires a lot of preparation, including choosing a venue to find witnesses, so that the formal apprenticeship ceremony has not yet been completed. It will take a while.

As the No.1 who came back alive from Xuanjian Pavilion with all beards and tails and healthy body and mind, there are also messes from nowhere, such as "outstanding rookie", "outer disciple personally promoted by the leader", "most potential team leader", etc. With the addition of titles such as "Mage", there is an endless stream of people who come to visit Ye Zhili.

Others are not important, everyone just wants to see how many eyes the fellow sect who came back safely from Xuanjian Pavilion and kidnapped Yuanheng Jianzun to be his bodyguard has.

Shi Bin and Mu Yongge also came over, looked around but didn't see Sheng Jian, only Lu Juanchen, who seemed to be quite talkative, pulled Ye Zhili and started to talk about the old days.

Ye Zhili still remembered that when he left Xianmeng, he received a bunch of medicine from Mu Yongge, and he gave out the gifts he had bought for Mu Yongge and that senior sister in Xushuizhou.

He didn't forget Shi Bin's share either.

As for Shi Bin, he hasn't decided whether to tell the news that the former Ye Zi is dead, and if he wants to say it, how to say it.

Near noon, three more disciples came to visit together.

"Junior Brother Ye, I have admired your name for a long time!"

These three disciples are exactly triplets, except for the difference in the height of their buns, they can be said to be exactly the same in other places.

Ye Zhili didn't have a temper, so he picked up the freshly washed teacup and poured a cup of tea by himself: "Hello, three senior brothers."

The eldest brother on the far left complimented: "I heard that Junior Brother Ye is extremely brave. When I saw him today, I never imagined that he is so handsome."

Ye Zhili hadn't been praised for being chic and handsome yet, so he couldn't help but smiled gently: "The three senior brothers are also very romantic."

The second elder brother in the middle patted his younger brother: "And he is very good at talking! Junior brother Ye, I heard that Sword Master Yuanheng and Master Lu are here too, why don't you see the two seniors?"

Ye Zhili said with a smile: "Jianzun has some personal matters. Master Lu has gone to cut the spiritual fruit. What do you three want from the two of them?"

The triplets shook their heads in unison: "No, no, I just want to admire the demeanor of the seniors."

The youngest third brother rolled his eyes around and saw that Sheng Jian and Lu Juchen were not there, so he quietly asked: "Junior Brother Ye, are the things in the legend true or false?"

Ye Zhili was at a loss: "What legend?"

The third brother winked: "That's all."

Ye Zhili didn't understand yet, but Mu Yongge did. His ears turned red, and he clenched his hand into a fist against his lips and coughed lightly: "It's all said to be a legend..."

The third brother didn't quite believe it: "But..."

Mu Yongge reminded: "Young man, you still don't understand how important your life is."

The two were playing charades, and Lu Juchen came out of the small kitchen with a fruit plate: "What are you talking about, what legend? What life?"

Mu Yongge reacted very quickly: "It's nothing."

Lu Juchen turned his eyes around the triplets, keenly locked on the second brother who was the least courageous, his purple pupils narrowed slightly, and shot straight at the eyes of the second brother with a faint spiritual power.

The second brother was shocked, and stood up straight, took out a square booklet from his arms and slapped it on the table: "About the anecdotes between Junior Brother Ye and Sword Master Yuanheng!"

Mu Yongge, elder brother, and third younger brother: "!!!"

Ye Zhili and Shi Bin: "???"

Lu Juchen glanced at the pamphlet in disgust, but instead asked, "Is there one for me and Xiao Yezi?"

The second elder brother who was under the illusion said honestly: "Not yet!"

Ye Zhili didn't know what expression he should make, rubbed the tip of his right finger on his thigh twice, hesitating whether to take that incredible book.

The moment before he made a decision, a bony palm picked up the booklet from the table.

Sheng Jian casually flipped through two pages, not forgetting to say lightly to Lu Zhuanchen: "There won't be any more in the future."

The author has something to say: "Old friends" will appear tomorrow~