Tai sui

People from the Xuanyin inner sect, except for the elders, are not allowed to enter or leave the fairy mountain casually, they have to go to the main peak to ask for orders to return them.Although Wen Fei ran away privately, on the return trip he came to the main peak unconsciously because of his ups and downs, and was stunned for a long time when he saw the white flags all over the sky.

Wen Fei glanced in the direction of Yuyuan Peak, the entire mountain was gone, the endless Xuanyin Mountain seemed to have lost its teeth, and the wind was much faster than before.

Who would have thought that the unattainable fairy mountain would collapse.

A disciple passed by, saw him and rushed forward to say hello, Wen Fei nodded and looked away, strode into the main hall, and waved his fan towards the disciple at the door: I will pay homage to the two elders, and come here to receive the punishment because I went down the mountain privately.

A group of Zhu Ji looked at each other—the elders were almost dead, which junior would dare to punish him?

"This... Uncle Wen was joking, we..."

"Master Wenfeng," Zhou Ying showed up at the door, performed a junior salute, and opened his mouth to relieve the disciples on duty at the main peak, "This way please."

The incense table in the main hall of Xuanyin Mountain is set under the statue of Nansheng, which is usually invisible.Only when the power above Ascension to Spirit falls, the incense table will automatically reveal itself, with the name tag of the deceased on it.

The desk hangs in mid-air, like a projection from the underworld, with the name tags of the two great elders at the front, and the aura has dimmed.Behind the two nameplates for people to pay homage to, there is a shadowy fog. With the eyesight of Shengling, one can see that there are dim nameplates "standing" in the fog, like a group of ghosts silently peeping at the world, which is indescribably gloomy.

Wen Fei blinked and had an illusion, as if the dead person was still with Xianshan after the fog.

He couldn't help shivering—that was really going to last forever.

Zhou Ying led Wen Fei to the incense table, handed over the incense, and then stepped aside: "The gate rules are on the stone tablet on the right side in front of the main hall. After Wen Feng master finished offering the incense, I will deal with it according to the gate rules."

Wen Fei sized him up for a moment: His Highness King Zhuang of Kaiming Division?

The quick response of Kaiming Division, the spirit stones prepared in advance, the mysterious Luwu contact network that can penetrate Xuanyin Mountain, the map and the world... Even if Wen Fei doesn't hear "things outside the mountains", many people are not familiar with them. , I don't know much about many things, and I also feel the danger of the "little foundation building" in front of me.

Wen Fei covered the lower half of his face with a fan, and used the fan instead of his mouth: In your opinion, what punishment should I receive?

Zhou Ying replied calmly: "I don't know, I haven't read the door rules yet."

Wen Fei: ...

He suddenly felt that, in terms of appearance alone, this person was a bit like Zhi Jingzhai's apprentice!

Wen Fei tried a sentence: "Good method, Your Highness Zhuang Wang, everything counts to the point, how do you know that the rubbings of the map in Zhao Long's mind are in my hands?"

"Guess," Zhou Ying didn't hide it, "the Li family has not moved for 200 years, so it can be seen that the rubbings of the map that were stripped from Zhao Ting's body at that time did not fall into their hands; Senior Shen was an innocent scapegoat. In that situation, She is not allowed to do anything, and it is unlikely that the rubbings of the map will fall on her. Moreover, this case is strange: Dan Dao's spiritual sense is concise, and his mind is stable and tough. With her half-step spiritual cultivation, she will not be humiliated Just commit suicide; Zhao Long was wronged first, and the elder Si Xing is not surnamed Zhao, so he should deal with it fairly, so why should she be in such a hurry to die?"

Wen Fei tightened his hands, and there was a crack in the fan.His eyes flashed, and immediately, the fan was repaired by spiritual energy.

"All I can think of is that she was trying to hide something that Danxiu knew - that is to say, the problem is likely to be the pill. Back then, Senior Shen was a leader in Xuanyin Dan Dao, and he was preparing to be promoted Ling, it is true that a spirit protection pill has been refined... But a "Feixian" has three drops of dew, and the third drop is lost. The missing drop of Feixian dew may be lost during refining, or it may be refined into another. A protective elixir. If there are really two elixirs made by her, then it seems that there is nothing to hide, after all, everyone knows. Is it possible that one of them—such as the one used on Zhao Long It just so happens that she didn't practice it? It just happens to be related to the mysterious whereabouts of the map rubbings."

Wen Fei's fan popped out a few horizontal and vertical words like an epitaph: Who is it?

"Yeah, the spirit protection pill is not only hard to get the material, but also harder to refine. I heard that the peak master had just entered the inner sect, and he was not well-known, so no one thought about the peak master. If I can't understand it after 200 years, it's my eyes. Blind." Zhou Ying cupped her hands, "This is my wild guess, what's wrong, the peak master forgive me."

Wen Fei stared at him, his expression changed, but Zhou Ying's face was neither inquiring nor curious, it seemed that he was just discussing with him the different climates on the 35th Peak.

Under such almost inhuman gazes, Wen Fei's tense shoulders gradually relaxed. After a while, he laughed, and thought: It's not wrong that Xuanyin Mountain died at the hands of you evildoers.

As soon as he turned around, he offered incense to the two elders almost solemnly, and suddenly said in a way that dragged each word for a long time, "I heard rumors before that the disciples of Bitan Peak If you have any doubts or doubts, you will go to their peak master and tell them. Outsiders will not believe it. Who dares to talk in front of someone like Senior Sister Duanrui? Now it seems that it may be true. Anyway, no matter what you hear, Qingjingdao Can be regarded as a passing cloud. (Note)”

He jumped out word by word, and Zhou Ying waited beside him with a blank face, neither worried for him nor amused.

Wen Fei didn't look at him. After burning the incense, he gathered all the inspiration in his eyes, and looked hard into the mist behind the incense table, trying to find the name that he had recited many times in his heart, but he couldn't see anything clearly after all. Instead, I feel colder.

Back then, he chose alchemy and entered the inner gate. He saw dozens of heavenly rules at the gate of the main peak, which were even stricter than the outer gate. Lu sent it to her—two drops, and the third drop. He personally made a spirit protection pill, but he didn't dare to say "send", because he was afraid that the class would make an axe, and he was also afraid of being abrupt, so he just said, "It's the first time to practice, please teach me, senior." ".

There are only two Taoists who can use the spirit protection pills. People in these two schools are often lax in body training, and Lei Jie is sad... and their achievements don't depend on whether they can fight, and they don't care much about the strength after ascending to the spirit.

But Wen Fei still wanted to give her the best, so after contemplating for a long time, he came up with a bad idea: According to the alchemy classics, ascending to the spirit and lightning calamity is a test. The comprehension was given to the monks, and the spirit protection pill was inserted horizontally. Lei Jie felt that he hadn't enjoyed the fight, so he gave few things.

So he had a whimsical idea, inspired by the idea of ​​the spirit doll, and used an evil secret method he found on the black market to refine his own spiritual consciousness into the spirit protection pill. ——that is, he, after smashing it, go to the real Lingtai.She has suffered less punishment from thunder, and the beatings of Heavenly Tribulation are more enjoyable, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

Of course, others may not look down on him at all and not use his elixir.That's okay, anyway, he sent out the flower dew and Xinyi, if she despises him, it's the same to practice by herself.He knew what they meant, so he wouldn't bother him in the future.

However, mortals have seven emotions and six desires, and most of the time they just talk about it.When the consciousness hidden in the spirit protection pill was touched, Wen Fei was running around in Jinping, and when his consciousness moved, he knew that the pill had been eaten by a stranger.

Even if he boasted that he could afford it and let it go, he couldn't help but want to smile wryly.

Seeing the devastation in Jinping City, he, the former governor of Tianji Pavilion who left the world to walk, was in pain.Chasing after the inner sect for personal affairs, what he does... In the end, he is still self-indulgent, which is extremely sad and contemptible.

But if you send your heart out, you may be pierced by an arrow.Wen Fei gritted his teeth, and was ready for the released consciousness to be pierced by Lei Jie. After waiting for a while, Lei Jie didn't come.

He felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help poking inside the spiritual altar of the person who had swallowed the elixir. Only then was he shocked to find that the man's spiritual consciousness was already dead. Not low!

Someone is talking nearby.

First, a woman sighed softly: "Bai Lu is one of the disciples with the best qualifications under my sect, and she is about to become a master of the peak..."

Another majestic voice interrupted her: "There are only 36 peaks in Xuanyin Mountain, and now there are 33 peaks that have owners. Haven't you noticed that the number of Ascension Spirits has become less and less these years?"

"Yes, the disciples are not successful..."

"It's not that disciples are incompetent," said the majestic voice, "Xuanyin 36 peaks were left by the sages, and Xuanyin Mountain can only accommodate 36 ascending spirits at most. As soon as there are many ascending spirits, no matter how good the qualifications of the foundation-establishing disciples are, in the If you practice in the inner sect, your realm will be suppressed. Shen Bailu is not a direct descendant of the Li family, and his aptitude may not be good, and he still needs to rely on pills to help him ascend the spirit, so there is no pity."

"Shen Bailu" was her name, Wen Fei thought frightenedly: What do you mean by that, because she uses the spirit protection pill, so she is not allowed to ascend to the spirit?

He had already realized at this time that the woman who spoke was Li Yuelan, the owner of Jingui Peak. Li Yuelan was a senior member of the Li family, and she was the niece of Elder Si Dian. Who would dare to speak condescendingly to her? Could it be...

Wen Fei's heart hung up, and he listened desperately, but his consciousness was trapped in the protective elixir, and he couldn't move casually.

Then he heard the majestic voice say: "Don't waste time."

Wen Fei's first reaction was to write Wentian to Elder Si Ming, but before he got up, his consciousness attached to the pill felt a sharp pain.

The altar of the dead man who had taken the pill trembled, and something was forcibly stripped off.With Wen Fei's cultivation at the time, he couldn't see what it was.How long the other party had been peeling, his whole body seemed to be split in half. It was a coincidence that at the moment when the thing was taken off, the spirit protection pill just failed, the spirit platform of the dead collapsed, and Wen Fei's detached consciousness automatically Going back to the place... just bumped into the dead man's thing with his head, and a blueprint was imprinted on Wen Fei's consciousness.

Vaguely, he heard the murderer scream: "Why did the map rubbing disappear?"

He didn't have time to look at the map where it was. The moment his consciousness was free, he finally captured the blurred picture around him, and his liver and gallbladder were torn——

"Li Yuelan and Li Fengshan knocked Senior Shen unconscious, and used her spirit protection pill to kill people and strip Yutu. As a master of alchemy, Senior Shen must have seen the special treatment of the pill you gave her, and immediately reacted after waking up. , It was a coincidence that the map fell on you. But at that time the elders had already brought people in, and she knew that she couldn't argue with her. In order to keep you, she had to die in front of this giant Li." Zhou Ying nodded , "This makes sense, thank you, Master Wenfeng, for clarifying the confusion."

Wen Fei ignored his heartless response, remained silent for a while, and said, "Qingjing Dao, please advise me, why are there so many famous brands kept behind the mist? Is it... Do people have spirits after death?"

Zhou Ying replied: "After ascending to the spirit, if the spiritual consciousness is condensed enough, the physical body may be taken away after death, but death is like a lamp going out, and rebirth in the dark is just a delusion of living people who are greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Then, what are those?"

Zhou Ying followed his gaze: "Yes."

"What?" Wen Fei glanced at him inexplicably. This young man is not very old, and his accent is like that of an old monk in Qianxiu Temple who introduced people to the door.

The candlelight in the mourning hall dimmed for some reason, and Wen Fei happened to see a strange light in Zhou Ying's eyes, as if the round eyeballs had turned into multi-faceted shapes.There was only a flash, and before he could see clearly, the strange light disappeared again.

Zhou Ying opened his mouth. For some reason, he swallowed the words without saying anything.

Wen Fei frowned, and it was even more strange-Qingjingdao either said something, or didn't say a word, how could he still "stop talking"?

"Peak Master Wen, the opening of the spiritual orifice can be guided by humans and intentional practice, and there are also people who are in places with strong aura, and coincidences happen naturally." Zhou Ying's voice suddenly became softer, as if he was afraid of losing his voice, his voice was weak The ground hangs in the throat, thanks to the voice of the mourning hall, "But there is only one way to build the foundation, eat the foundation pill."

Wen Fei waved his fan, and wrote in densely packed lower letters: Establishing a foundation is a formal entry into the Taoist sect. There is true energy in the body, and its essence is very different from that of a monk with a spiritual aperture.In order to store the "true essence" in the body, one had to refine Mianlongxin, the raw material of the elixir that could store aura.In fact, even if there is no Mianlong heart, similar things should be fine, but we haven't found a more ideal material in alchemy so far. It depends on whether the geniuses of Qi Dao can refine a "spirit storage gold" in the future.

"I heard that the peak master was joking," Zhou Ying said calmly, "With a body of gold and iron, wouldn't it be a mothfly and a half puppet?"

Wen Fei was even more surprised: the Tao of Purity not only "talks on the tongue", but also "talks in the words". Why are there so many dramas?

He asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just chatting." After Zhou Ying finished speaking, she stopped talking.

Wen Fei left the main hall full of doubts, passed by the stone tablet engraved with door regulations, and paused slightly.Xuanyin Mountain has dozens of hundreds of rules and regulations, and all of them are restrained by trembling little disciples.

Wen Fei thought to himself, "Go to hell with your mother."

Then he stepped on the fan and flew to Jinxia Peak like a shooting star.However, the gloomy disciple's name tag behind the incense table and Zhou Ying's sentence "wouldn't it be a mothfly and half a puppet" are still stuck in his throat. Wen Fei fell back to his own mountain, avoiding the greetings of the waiting disciples, and wrote: Mianlong's heart has bottomed out. , I'm afraid it won't be available for a while, so find out all the classics related to Jidan, and I will retreat and study to see if there is anything that can replace it.

In the mourning hall of the main peak, Zhou Ying spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just when the voice of the word "Tao" fell, a force like a catastrophe flew out of the incense table, directly piercing through his body and smashing his lungs.Zhou Ying slowly guided the spiritual energy to repair the wound, and turned her ear to the incense table.

He heard countless noisy voices behind the mist of the incense table, all of them were human voices, and none of them spoke human words.

Fortunately, there is no fear in Qingjing Dao, otherwise the movement in the mourning hall could scare people out of good or bad.

In other words, there were indeed two spirit protection pills back then.

After all, Wen Fei's cultivation level is still low, Shen Bailu saw what he had done, and couldn't bear to let him block the robbery for her, so she refined another spirit protection pill, and only carried his heart with her, unexpectedly became someone who killed someone and married her. tool of misfortune.

Wen Fei's one was eaten by Zhao Ting, so what about the one made by Shen Bailu who didn't have time to ascend to the spirit?

It is said that what Xing Chenhai gave back then was "Love Tribulation". If only Li Yuelan was the only one, "Love Tribulation" would have made sense. Wen Fei heard it with his own ears, and Si Dian was present, so he could even be said to be the mastermind.

Elder Li is at least a thousand-year-old old man, and his "love" is outrageous.

The shape of the star stone in the sea of ​​stars is very similar to that of the heart demon...

Xuanyin Mountain is the corpse of the True God Yueman. The monks throughout the ages are the puppets of Dao Xin. After a person dies, the true essence returns to Lingshan and the heaven and earth, and Dao Xin is integrated into the fairy mountain just like those famous brands.

Under the full moon, the cicadas are all ants, and ants naturally cannot shake the fairy mountain, so what about hundreds of thousands of years, countless ants?

Xi Shiyong said that the silver moon wheel was "crazy", the body was on the main peak, and the "moonlight" ran to the east seat. This is no wonder, after all, Sanyue Mountain is the only fairy mountain with two "full moons".

Bingdi, Twins, Wuxinlian... This is really the fate of Sanyue Mountain.

When the first thin piece of Wentian arrived at the Marquis of Yongning, Xi Ping only glanced at it, put it away without opening it, and said to Xi Yue: "Meat is not good, this one is too small, you can't eat it, go find some goat's milk." Thin it down a bit...ah Xi Yue, you prodigal, you don't wait for dawn!"

Xi Yue took out a small piece of green ore, crushed it, and fed it to the kitten, who was not good at chewing and biting, and looked at Xi Ping: "Wen Tian..."

"Oh, it's all right, don't look at it, ask His Highness King Zhuang for something, how can he be stingy and not give it? I bought a lot of it with money."

At this time, the inspiration of the two moved at the same time, and Xi Ping glanced in the direction of the garden.

Xi Yue said: "The peak master is gone."

"Well," Xi Ping said after a pause, "he has something to do."

If you have nothing to do, you won't stay for a long time, not to mention the Yongninghou Mansion, Danguifang...even Jinping City can't fit a cicada sloughing sword repairman.Zhixiu was uncomfortable, and others were even more uncomfortable—Xi Ping never remembered that the servants of the Yongning Hou Mansion were so well behaved.

Right now, the night is quiet, and the whole family dare not show it. I'm afraid no one will be able to sleep tonight.The Lazy Marquis Mansion, who couldn't be woken up when the recruitment posts came, will have to get up early tomorrow.

Xi Yue suddenly pulled him back: "I want to build a foundation."

"What kind of foundation is the little brat building?" Xi Ping tapped him lightly on the head and pulled back his sleeves. "Would you ask your family to get up early to serve you later? The road to Xianshan is a road of no return..."

Xi Yue interrupted him involuntarily: "I want to follow you, I want to build a foundation."

"Okay, I'll go find Lao Pang's important person tomorrow morning." Xi Ping said, "There are also enlightened disciples in the inner sect, so you don't have to build a foundation to follow me."

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?" Xi Ping said, "Why, my colleagues have already built the foundation, do you think they are envious? Why are you so anxious, the old people in Tianji Pavilion are all older than dad..."

Xi Yue was clumsy with a clumsy tongue and couldn't speak clearly, so he said one sentence, Xi Ping, and blocked him ten sentences.After holding back for a long while, Banou still only choked out a sentence of "different".

He didn't want to cultivate high and powerful, but he had a feeling that if he didn't build a foundation, there would be a cold dam between Xi Ping and himself.

That person was on the other side, digging the soil and planting flowers, sometimes he was asked to do this and that, and then he wanted to drive a car out and hit the wall to play, the Hou residence was not lively enough for him...but he was still extremely lonely.

"I……"

Just as Xi Yue was about to say something, another letter of inquiry flew in.

Xi Ping was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the third brother to still have the letter.

As soon as he opened the second Wentian, he smelled a faint smell of blood first, and saw the words on it: "Be careful of inspiration."

Be careful... what?

Late at night was the time when many monks worked hard, especially on this day when many things happened, the monks were restless and urgently needed to calm down.In the inner and outer sects of Xuanyin, monks who were not on official business came into samadhi together, but their ears were not as quiet as usual.

Those Dao hearts inherited from their ancestors were restless, as if they had something to say, gently touching their inspiration.