After reconciliation with Jianzun

Ye Zhili has a new understanding of Lu Juchen's insensitivity.

But he really didn't have any strange feelings in his heart, so he absolutely couldn't delay the long sword life of this good sword spirit: "You want to revive Master Lianlu."

Lu Juchen's purple eyes fully reflected his face, and the unruly and arrogant person showed some grievances for the first time: "Little Ye Zi, you can give it a try..."

However, although Ye Zhili is easy to talk, he refuses to stick to this kind of principle: "Go back, Lianshan can't always be without an owner."

Ye Zhili didn't intentionally distance himself, or create an inaccessible barrier. His expression was natural, with a bit of consistent gentleness, but he told you clearly.

turn back.

Maybe a person will not only be enthusiastic and brave once in his life, but he has been worn down for too long, and he needs to slowly accumulate strength before he can face the next one.

The mistakes he and Sheng Jian made should not be repaired by innocent people.

Lu Juchen watched for a long time, but did not find any pretense or wavering, and the grievance gradually disappeared.

He heard Lu Juchen smiled lowly, and then his brows began to relax, returning to the familiar cheerfulness with a bit of evil spirit: "I won't give up."

Without waiting for him to say anything, Lu Juchen got up and left the courtyard.

Ye Zhili looked at the purple skirt that disappeared at the door, and slowly shook his head as if sighing.

He seems to be a failure emotionally, whether it's himself, Sheng Jian or Lu Huachen, he doesn't handle it very well.

Ye Zhili didn't dwell on Lu Huanchen's matter for too long, time waits for no one.

He had already made the decision not to stay in the Xianmeng, and he had greeted Xia Xingchui in advance when Xuming was looking for a duel with Sheng Jian and the trouble was at Xia Xingchui's place.

Since he decided to leave, the sooner the better.

He had to say goodbye to Xia Xingchui, and then go to Xianmeng Street to buy some gifts, and then he could set off when Shengjian came back in the afternoon.

The main hall of Xianmeng is called Xianhong, and it is connected to the air by a jade-white steps hundreds of feet long.

The Xianhong Hall is spacious but not silent, noble but not vulgar. It is supported by two rows of six spiritual pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes. Sitting behind the table in a neat and complicated attire of the leader, he was seriously flipping through the documents.

Ye Zhili walked all the way, and smelled a faint ambergris.

Hearing the movement, Xia Xingchui raised his head from the case: "You Daoist Ye."

Ye Zhili made a salute and expressed his intention to come.

The two of you came and I exchanged greetings pretendingly, and they knew each other well.

After Xia Xingchui lamented that Xianmeng did not want to lose a formation talent like him, he shaved off the name "Yezi" from Xianmeng's list in front of him.

From then on, Ye Zhili had nothing to do with Xianmeng.

Ye Zhili apologized: "During this period, I have caused a lot of trouble for Leader Xia."

"What are you talking about? Fellow Daoist Ye has also helped Xia a lot." Xia Xing waved his hand and found a jade slip from the table. Go back to Xuanjian Pavilion and take this news back with you, I think Pavilion Master Ji needs it very much."

There is no restriction on the jade slip, which means let Ye Zhili take a look.

Ye Zhili released his consciousness to probe inward, and his expression changed immediately.

Most of the Jade Slips contain research on the trajectory of the Demon Lord's actions over the past century, and the last time the Demon Lord appeared was in Xushuizhou.

Calculating the time, it was the period after he returned to Xuanjian Pavilion from Wushuangzhou and before he came to Xianmeng.

Ye Zhili remembered what he had found in Tao Zizhen's place. Besides the letterhead about the Hunyuan Qiankun bottle, there was also a painting scroll of his previous life.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked forward again.

really.

Mozun has also been to Shen Long'an...

27 years ago and now, at least two unseen encounters, is it really just a coincidence...

He lowered his expression and thanked Xia Xingchui calmly.

At this moment, a gust of breeze passed by him quickly, and when he opened his eyes again, Wen Mo stood beside Xia Xingchui holding a strangely shaped agate plate.

"When I came back, I saw that the Qiqi tree outside the alliance was bearing fruit, so I picked some by the way." The moment the agate base collided with the table, there was no sound, and she threw a spiritual fruit into her mouth. Greeting Ye Zhili, "You Daoist Ye, come and have a taste too."

Xia Xingchui smiled helplessly: "You are not afraid of being seen."

Wen Mo said indifferently: "If you see it, you will see it. It's not that I didn't pay. What are you talking about?"

Xia Xingchui: "You Daoist Ye is going back to Xuanjian Pavilion."

Xia Xingchui didn't hide anything from Wen Mo. When she heard this, she rolled her eyes and blinked twice smartly: "Are you leaving so soon? Fellow Daoist Ye, stay for another two days."

Ye Zhili: "It's been too long."

Wen Mo pushed the agate plate in his direction: "Soon, soon, if we don't stay for two more days, I think the defensive circle can be changed again."

Ye Zhili choked.

He didn't expect Wen Mo to be able to wait here.

Xia Xingchui coughed lightly, Wen Mo shrugged, and laughed aloud: "Just kidding, but the girl from Liuluomen is getting married tomorrow, so you and Sword Master are going to leave today?"

Zong Xiangling's big wedding tomorrow?

Seeing that he was at a loss, Wen Mo explained: "Don't you know? I heard that the new site of Liuluomen is under construction, and it's hot in Shazhizong. Miss Zong happened to see someone getting married in our alliance, so she also wanted to live in Xian Meng organized the wedding.

As if thinking that Liu Luomen was forced to establish a new resident because of Sheng Jian, Wen Mo added: "This matter was promised by Zhongxi before."

Ye Zhili really didn't know.

Zong Xiangling was bewitched by someone before, and came to him in the middle of the night to send invitations, in order to get Sheng Jian to attend the wedding through him.

After all, the longer the time elapses after the Xianmeng parting, the harder it will be for the Liuluomen to repair their relationship with Shengjian.

Why didn't Zong Xiangling come to inform him of the change in the time and place of the wedding?

Did he think it was useless to find him, or...he notified Sheng Jian by himself.

No wonder Sheng Jian was in such a hurry to return to Xuanjian Pavilion.

Ye Zhili almost laughed, Sheng Jian was really careful, lest he would be a little unhappy.

The fireworks from last night exploded in front of his eyes again, and his knuckles holding the jade slip trembled slightly.

They can't do it all over again...

Could it be a new beginning?

Can he, trust Sheng Jian again, at least try to let go of his prejudices?

Wen Mo threw another fruit into his mouth, crushed it and swallowed it, and complained half-annoyed and half-annoyed on purpose: "It was really bright last night. I have been in Xianmeng for a hundred years. The only time I saw fireworks at close range was to check it out." The demon hides and enters a pyrotechnic store. Sigh, I'm so envious."

Xia Xingchui didn't care about Ye Zhili's presence here, and admitted his mistake on the spot: "Yes, yes, Xia, I'm sorry to hear the deputy leader, but tomorrow I'll go and move all the fireworks near the Xianmeng."

Ye Zhili's ears were reddened by Xia Xingchui and Wen Mo's chorus, and he felt uncomfortable: "If there is nothing else, this junior will leave first. I wish Leader Xia and Deputy Leader Wen the best of luck and prosperity."

Seeing the back of Ye Zhili leaving quickly, Wen Mo laughed for a while, and then she put her arm on Xia Xinghang's shoulder: "These two are really interesting, you should quickly make a fortune."

In such trivial matters, Xia Xingchui has always indulged Wen Mo.

He took out three ancient coins, chanted a spell silently and tossed them upwards. The ancient coins fell straight down with a green tail-like brilliance, and the fireflies filled the table in an instant. The abundant sunlight in the hall was overshadowed by the three ancient coins.

Wen Mo probed over: "How is it?"

The smile on Xia Xingchui's face stopped abruptly.

"Big fierce."

Ye Zhili still didn't know that he had been calculated the ominous hexagrams by the leader of the Hundred Diagrams, Xia League, and was walking alone to the Long Street of Xianmeng.

In order to forget Xia Xingchui and Wen Mo's banter, he forced himself to think about the business along the way.

Probably because Xianmeng has been working hard to track down the traces of the Demon Lord, the closer the time is to the present, the more accurate the location can be found.

If the information Xia Xingchui gave was correct, Mozun had appeared on the hill where the martyrs' bones were buried in Xushuizhou on the memorial day.

That is the burial place formed by the invasion of the Demon Lord's own race. As the instigator of all this, why did the Demon Lord go up the hill?

Aren't you afraid that countless heroic spirits will seek revenge!

Facing the cries all over the mountains and plains, how would Mozun feel?

Pride, joy, contempt, or indifference?

What is the relationship between Shen Long'an 27 years ago and Xu Shuizhou now?

What I really want to say, seems to be when he and Sheng Jian are together.

Mozun must not be Sheng Jian, this person is afraid of trouble to death, every time he kills and exterminates demons, he has to find a clean place to stay, he doesn't want to see anyone, how can he bother to work for the demon world.

Ye Zhili shook his head, letting go of his unreliable guesses.

Long Street has arrived.

After all these days, he had somehow saved up some spirit stones, thinking about everyone's preferences in Xuanjian Pavilion, he picked them up.

He walked the long street from beginning to end, and finally bought everything.

I don't know if Sheng Jian has come back, Ye Zhili looked at the sun and decided to go back first, but when he turned around, he was suddenly bumped head-on.

"Ouch—"

Ye Zhili took half a step back and managed to stand still, but the man sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, and even the lid of the thing he held in his arms was smashed in two.

It was Song Zhangshi who hadn't seen him for many days.

Song Zhangshi didn't care whether he fell or not, he went to look at the box for the first time, and he was relieved when he saw that the things inside were all right.

"I'm sorry, Dao... hey, it's Daoist Ye."

Ye Zhili hurriedly helped him up: "Master Song, are you okay? What about the things, did they break?"

Song Zhangshi picked up the box with one hand, patted the dirt on his body with the other, and laughed a few times: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm ashamed and ashamed, I bumped into Fellow Daoist Ye, it's okay if something breaks."

Ye Zhili didn't know, so Song Zhangshi obviously treasured the items in the box: "What do you mean I was the one who hit it, and it's okay if something breaks?"

Song Zhangshi's smile deepened: "Master Jian asked to buy this."

Shengma?

Ye Zhili looked into the uncovered box, and there was a hairpin lying quietly on the brocade inside. The body of the hairpin was made of high-quality rhinoceros wood, and the head of the hairpin was a pink peach blossom carved from Qingbi jade. Even if you don't know jewelry, you know its value.

Sheng Jian also brought gifts to everyone in Xuanjian Pavilion?

He thought about it, the female cultivator who had a good relationship with Shengjian in Xuanjian Pavilion was only Heiwuchang, who gave Heiwuchang pink peach blossoms... Most likely, she would be chased and beaten for two hundred miles.

He was puzzled and said, "Is this really what Sword Master asked you to buy?"

Director Song affirmed: "That's right, yesterday Jianzun asked me to take him to the place where Xianmeng sells expensive gifts to pick them out personally, saying that it is a wedding gift for a girl from the Liuluomen Sect."

Ye Zhili paused when he bent down to pick up the lid.

A wedding gift for Ms. Zong...