salted fish soaring

"Let's go after the injury." Ziye Wenshu said.

Song Qianji waved his arm, indicating that it would be okay: "Skin wounds."

He just touched the Inexhaustible Fire, and the Immortal Spring lost his temper, but now he lingers and refuses to treat him.

Leave some scars, so that the Immortal Spring can calm down after seeing it.

Where there is life, there is death.Where there is water that can liven all things, there is fire that burns the heavens and the earth.

Here he just entered the sea of ​​fire and came out of the ice cave.Over there, Wei Zhenyu's age, experience and cultivation ability are not as good as those in his previous life, so he got the inexhaustible fire ahead of time, and he still has to suffer.

Ziye Manjusri no longer persuaded him, but only threw out one thing: "Take it."

The pitch-black snow blade knife flew through the air, and landed in Song Qianji's arms with a chill.

Song Qianji was a little startled, he threw it up and weighed it, it was quite heavy.

Wanting to come to the other party to see that he didn't have a magic weapon and was injured, he described it as a mess, thinking that his situation was not good, and worried that he would not be able to defeat the companion monster of the ice leaf grass, so he borrowed a knife to defend himself.

Song Qianji originally wanted to say no, but how could he use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, but then remembered the intricate factions in the cave and the situation of Ziye Manjusri. I?"

Ziye Manjusri spat out two words: "Thank you."

Song Qianji: "...You're welcome."

Midnight Manjusri watched Song Qianji walk out of the ice room, closed his eyes and meditated, with a slight frown.

In fact, the first sentence this person spoke, he felt familiar.

Song Qianji has been silent in words and deeds.

I wrote to complain that the iron-eating beast destroyed the vegetable field, knocked over the flower stand, and broke the branches, saying that I was really unlucky for eight lifetimes, and raised these two living ancestors.

Sending new bamboo shoots, and attaching a letter saying that you can eat them, it is really a blessing that Sansheng III cannot cultivate.

Now Song Qianji hid his identity and came to the secret realm. The first sentence he met laughed at him for not forgetting his original intention in two lifetimes, saying "I made myself like this again".

It was as if the other party had seen him injured with their own eyes, and they had known each other before.

Song Qianji also talked to him in the same way when he was in the back mountain of Huawei Sect.

In the years that Ziye Manjusri lived, only Song Qian had the opportunity to say such inexplicable words and do extremely inexplicable things.

He doesn't see or care about the etiquette and rules of the cultivation world.

He doesn't need to struggle to "jump out" of a certain frame, because he is already jumping between heaven and earth.

In the past three years, the world of comprehension has undergone tremendous changes, and the family of the great sect has been impacted unprecedentedly.

Qingya is an academy, the place to study is far away from the chaos of war, and will not fight to the death like King Wei and the Zhao family for the territory.

However, new trends of thought in the field of self-cultivation frequently arise, and various debates in the speculative debate are full of quarrels. The academy is the core of the storm of thought, a battlefield where no sword is seen.

Ziye Manjusri sometimes feels that he is separated from the world by a layer of glass, and outside he is struggling with things he doesn't understand every day.

After the dean knew that he had communicated with Song Qianji, he hinted that he asked Song Qianji what he thought in the future, whether he wanted to formally declare war with Huaweizong to compete for Tianxizhou, and whether he intended to form an alliance with the academy.

Midnight Manjusri never asked.

What does Song Qian have in mind?

Everyone in the comprehension world knows that the world is in chaos. Only Song Qianji, who is said to be king sooner or later, is still farming in the fields of Qianqu. Animal breeding experience.

Midnight Manjusri just didn't expect this day to come so early.

Song Qianji left the field and left his hometown, dropped the farm tools, picked up the magic weapon, and sneaked into the secret place to kill.

Will Qianqu still grow Hsinchu in the future?

……

The monks who had just led the way stood around and looked around, and were surprised to see Song Qianji come out unscathed, with a snow blade knife.

"You really are the supervisor of Midnight Court—" The leading scholar looked at the knife, then at the person, and managed to utter those two words, "Friend?"

Song Qianji walked forward: "Old friend."

Everyone chased after him, surprised and delighted.Surprised that Ziye Manjusri actually has a friend, and happy that since this person is a friend of Ziye Manjusri, he should have some real skills and be able to help them out of their predicament.

"You shouldn't be judged by appearances. Just now you can't see Hua Chunshan. How offending you are. Don't blame fellow Daoists!"

"I don't know how to call you? Which high-ranking person do you worship? What method do you practice?"

Song Qianji: "Song Xun, a casual cultivator, learned a lot of techniques."

never heard of that.The monks fell silent again.

From head to toe, this person is written in ordinary big characters, how can anyone boast?

"Good name! 'People search for him thousands of times', Song Daoyou found us!" A familiar voice rang out from the crowd.

Song Qianji turned his head and saw Qing Zhai and Zi Mo coming out of a side road.

"This place is full of echoes, and I just heard that it is the friend of the senior supervisor who came." Zi Mo cupped his hands to Song Qianji, "Let me introduce myself first..."

The embarrassing scene was resolved, and the scholars silently expressed their "admiration" and "worthy of being seniors" to the two with their eyes:

"The two senior brothers are finally back!"

"How come there are only two seniors, and no one else is invited?" The leading scholar looked behind them.

Zi Mo's complacent expression disappeared in an instant, and he said helplessly, "Don't mention it. Some don't want to come, and some say to let the senior supervisor go there by himself."

Some people said: "We said that the senior supervisor's injury is getting worse. In the future, we need everyone to work together and help each other to break through. Why don't they believe it?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I don't want to believe it, I don't dare to believe it." Qing Zhai sighed, "To this day, each family still has their own calculations."

Gloomy.worried.

"I'll report to Senior Brother first." Zi Mo was about to go to the ice room, but a black knife was blocked in front of him.

Ziye Manjusri's Snow Blade Knife.

Song Qianji: "I'm holding this knife, which means that your brother needs to recover from his injuries. From now on, I will take over this place."

"Don't believe me? Ask your brothers." Song Qianji said as he walked.

Zi Mo hurriedly said: "Senior brother never leaves his body with a sword, so we naturally believe in Fellow Daoist Song Xun. If it is not a last resort, who would want to disturb Senior Brother's recuperation. It's just that Fellow Daoist doesn't know, the situation here is complicated, with internal and external troubles, and we almost got into a fight yesterday..."

Song Qianji nodded to indicate that he was listening.

"There are more than forty disciples from aristocratic families in Yanshui County and Fuyang County. They are in-laws for generations, and they are connected with each other. Now they can be counted as a team. There are six Nascent Soul Stage worshipers in their team, and the rest are rich young masters. Miss, spoiled and spoiled, she shrinks in the hole and refuses to come out."

"The three teams of casual cultivators are all from Tianxi Continent. They used to know each other, and 30 people formed a temporary alliance. Now they gather together and want to grab the other team's magic tools and pills and rush out. They don't follow the rules and don't make sense. Simply unable to communicate!"

Song Qianji still walked forward, his expression unchanged.

I thought that if you communicated like a scholar, which mud-legged casual cultivator would be happy to listen.

"There are also female cultivators of the Huaxi School. Although the number of them is small and their cultivation level is not high, their methods should not be underestimated. We have to be on guard. Song Daoyou may not know that the predecessor of the Huaxi School is... that, the Hehuan Sect."

The scholars looked weird, some of them were young, their faces were flushed, and some of them were older, laughing and teasing them deliberately.

Song Qianji just nodded: "I know."

It seems that there is no difference between Hehuan Sect and Huawei Sect.

Zimo suddenly felt bored, and motioned for Qingzhai to continue.

"In addition, there are more than [-] people from the Xianyin Sect. They don't deal with the Huaxi Sect. They call each other demon girls when they meet, and the other party calls them fake immortals. Xianyin Sect is a great sect. Originally, hundreds of disciples entered the secret realm together this time. It's mighty, but Fairy Miaoyan's team got separated from the others. Just like our Qingya team, we lost contact with our classmates..."

"Who are you talking about?" Song Qianji stopped.

"I'm talking about Xianyinmen, Fairy Miaoyan."

Seeing this, the scholars snickered and winked at each other.

No matter how calm and indifferent you are, your expression will change when you hear "Fairy Miaoyan".

"How could it be?" Song Qianji murmured and continued to walk forward.

"That's right, the world has changed. In the past, ordinary monks wanted to see the 'No. [-] Beauty', but it was as difficult as heaven! Have you ever met Daoist Song? Do you want to meet? Shall I introduce you?"

Miaoyan and secret realm, these two words don't match at all.

Speaking of Miaoyan, the monks would think of Yaoqin flowers, banquet singing and dancing, brilliant clouds and gorgeous Wujin chariots, all the splendid scenery of the upper cultivation world.

When mentioning the secret realm, I only think of scramble, blood, and killing.

Miaoyan has never participated in the experience of the secret realm, nor does she need to.

Why is she here?Song Qianji thought, there might be a change in Xianyinmen.

While talking, the ice cave became narrower and narrower, and the ice cave below was like a deep well, black and bottomless.

The scholars were so cold that their teeth chattered and their faces turned blue.

Zi Mo couldn't help but stop: "Where is Daoist Song going all the way? The deeper you go here, the heavier the cold air will be, and the slower your spiritual power will run. If you go any further, you might freeze to death."

"Yeah, and I don't know what's down here, so that those things outside dare not come in."

Song Qianji: "I'll go down and pick something. You don't have to follow."

"Hey, wait—" Qingzhai stretched out his hand.

Song Qianji jumped and fell into the ice well.

Qing Zhai wants to cry but has no tears:

"I also want to ask him if he can't come back, can he keep the brother's saber? This is the magic weapon of fate."

"Bah bah, crow's mouth!" Zi Mo said worriedly, "Where did this guy come from, why does senior believe him so much?"