Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

Gu Fuxuan sat opposite to a man in white.

His complexion was much worse than before Yin Lang left, and he coughed up blood more frequently.

"Ahem... so, Chang'an will temporarily trouble the suzerain." Gu Fuxuan took the white piece and landed it in the center of the chessboard.

"Just by the way, no trouble." Xie Tingxuan said.

His shoulders are straight and straight, his expression is indifferent, the inner side of the two fingers holding the chess is slightly callused, the ten fingers are slender, and the joints are distinct, they are a pair of perfect sword hands.

Gu Fuxuan gave birth to another son, and sighed softly: "I am not a qualified master, and I can't even deal with my disciple's inner demons."

"Don't blame yourself. Cultivating the Tao is your own path, and no one can replace it." Xie Tingxuan said, "Heavenly Sword Sect has a glimpse of Jianquan. Nephew Ji can come and try."

Gu Fuxuan was a little helpless: "It's really like what Mu Xuan said, the suzerain speaks quickly."

Hearing the word 'Muxuan', Xie Tingxuan's chess hand paused slightly: "Jihemeng?"

"Yes. The seventh one was so mad that he massacred the whole family of Jihemeng overnight for no reason. Now, Lin Xinqiao is the only survivor in the whole family." Mentioning this topic, Gu Fuxuan's eyes became darker.

"Thousands of years ago, my spiritual masters joined forces to encircle and suppress the demon lord, and the demon way once fell. However, in recent years, there have been a large number of talents, but there is a tendency to revive. A few days ago, the feast of the Jiuyou Court was even more unscrupulous. Put an undercover agent inside my Xianzong... Sovereign?"

Xie Tingxuan's son has not fallen for a long time, Gu Fuxuan looked at it in surprise.

Rubbing the round and smooth black chess piece between two fingers, Xie Tingxuan's ice-free face unexpectedly showed a slight worry.

"The storm is coming."

After a while, he spit out four characters, and suddenly threw the chess pieces back into the box, and did not move any more.

***

The vast snow.

Ji Chang'an and Xie Lan followed behind Xie Tingxuan one after the other, braved the turbulent snow, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

The Heavenly Sword Sect, the number one sword cultivator sect in the Lantian Realm, is on the top of the Great Snow Mountain.

Ji Chang'an followed Xie's father and son in a flying boat all the way. When he disembarked, he didn't know if he was far away from the Taihua Immortal Sect, so his condition seemed much better.

"Brother, did you grow up in this kind of place?" Ji Changan felt that every step was extremely difficult even when he was driving the spiritual barrier, and he couldn't imagine how Xie Lan grew up to such a size safely.

Xie Lan smiled wryly: "Actually, it's okay. The place we are walking now is equivalent to Xianzong's road to heaven. When we reach the top, there will be nothing but more snow."

Xie Tingxuan's steps were not fast or slow, and the distance he took with each step seemed to be carefully measured. The wind wrapped in snow and blown his long hair, and brushed the corners of his eyes and brows.

The figure walking slowly almost melted into the wind and snow.

Ji Changan suddenly felt the same mood he had when he read those cultivation novels that he hadn't seen for a long time.

This is probably the true fairy who the authors can't describe even a ten thousandth of his splendor after exhausting thousands of gorgeous words.

Xie Lan looked at her, then at his father who was walking in front, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, persuading: "Junior Sister, Father doesn't intend to find me a stepmother."

Ji Changan: "..."

She put on a half-smile: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, Junior Sister has no plans to find a Taoist companion who is hundreds of years older than me."

There are very few people in Tianjianzong, only a few disciples walking here and there.The snow on the mottled stone steps has been swept away, and occasionally a cluster of green sprouts will emerge from an inconspicuous gap.

...Simple and quiet, it doesn't look like a first-rank sect.

Xie Lan was called by Xie Tingxuan to say a few words, and then turned around to say goodbye to Ji Changan: "Father will ask my junior sister some questions about inner demons later, don't be afraid. Although my father looks stern, he is actually just..."

He paused, and subtly used this description: "...not good at words."

After Xie Lan left, Xie Tingxuan nodded to her: "Follow me."

Ji Changan followed him around several empty courtyards, which looked like the residences of the disciples, but apart from a few hanging clothes and scabbards, there were few other things to be seen.

Ji Changan felt that his life was rough enough, but compared with these sword repairmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he suddenly felt that he was still a bit girly.

She remembered what her senior brother had complained to her when she was young.

'I don't want to grow up to become a cold lump who only knows about swords. Such a life is simply too boring! '

So this is the reason why I know my father is the strongest sword cultivator, but I have to go to Taihua Xianzong to study as a teacher...

Xie Tingxuan suddenly said: "He will not die."

Ji Changan:? ? ?

Xie Tingxuan frowned and stopped talking.

Ji Changan had no choice but to follow Quiet as a chicken.

After a while, I heard the other party say again: "Lan'er is going to train the body, and the sword body is needed."

This time Ji Changan understood.

Sect Master Xie saw that she was thinking about her senior brother, so he explained.

She finally understood why her senior brother made a point of explaining that her father was 'not good at words' before leaving.

The opening of the mouth is "I will not die", there is no beginning and no end, and people who don't know the cause and effect think what's wrong.

After turning a few more stone roads, a small stone pavilion stood under a pine tree on the edge of the cliff, with a very wide view.

Ji Changan carefully found a place to sit down, and waited for Xie Tingxuan who was opposite him to speak.

She didn't dare to keep her eyes on the other person's face, so she could only look around without any trace, distracting her attention.

This scan saw a slightly familiar and strange thing.

In the corner of the stone pavilion, there is engraved a series of distorted symbols that seem to be written in wild cursive. I don't know what I thought, the handwriting is extremely messy, but they are neatly arranged row by row from left to right, as if forced to be a little crooked. OCD patients.

And Ji Chang'an didn't know why, subconsciously felt that this thing was a bit like the science formula of his previous life... It was the version of the heavenly book that the busy academics wrote down when they were excited.

"Let's talk." Xie Tingxuan opened his mouth with two simple words, like ice and snow blowing towards his face.

Ji Chang'an turned his attention back in a second, and was so nervous that he completely forgot the weird conjecture that had just passed by.

She pursed her lips, facing this question, she was a little scared to speak for a while.

She tried many methods, but no matter who she was facing or what she wanted to say, as long as it involved Yin Lang, she couldn't say anything.

The master asked her to come here with her senior brother, saying that it was to let Master Xie, who was in the realm of the sword heart, see if he could help, but in fact it was just to let her try to see if the sword spring could help suppress her inner demons .

This kind of statement is just not wanting to hurt her self-esteem.After all, Jianquan is the place where only sword cultivators with damaged sword hearts should enter.

Unable to refute the kindness of the elders, she said in a broken jar: "I once had a nightmare. In the dream, I became another person."

She used to want to use this method to express the important plot of the original work, but usually she couldn't say more than three sentences, and the curse mark on her back would break out. Not come out, until she completely gave up the idea of ​​telling the plot.

"I dreamed that I went from my world to another completely different world inexplicably. I lost everything I knew and loved, and was forced to face a completely strange world."

"I have never thought of myself as a hero who saves the world, but I think that no one can calmly face future tragedies when they realize that their relatives and friends will die, and can remain indifferent as usual. Live and wait to die."

"I just want to live." Two tears flowed down my cheeks: "Live in a normal way, practice swords, make desserts, and go shopping with the little sisters you've made friends with when you have nothing to do."

"I know who will destroy all of this, and I know the culprit of all disasters. As long as he dies, nothing will happen." The woman murmured: "He already has blood on his hands, he is a complete Executioner."

"He deserves to die!"

She yelled out the last sentence almost out of composure, and even forgot that the person sitting in front of her was a great power in the tribulation period who could wipe her out with a single lift of her hand.

She roared freely, and then waited for the pain to come.

But a miracle happened.

One second, two seconds...one minute, two minutes...a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...until her emotions calmed down, and there was not even the slightest pain in her back.

Ji Changan was dumbfounded.

She subconsciously looked at Xie Tingxuan.

Sect Master Xie was still sitting upright as before, with his back as straight as a sword, his expression indifferent, and he lowered his head to look at her.

He says--

"I didn't hear anything."

"From the first sentence you said, I can't hear or see anything."

***

Nine Youting.

In the dark and gloomy hall, Yan Guihe sat on the throne, holding a wine glass made of gold and jade, shaking gently.

His pale and handsome eyebrows were stained with gloom, half of his face was shrouded in darkness, and his green pupils were venomous like snakes.

He yawned lazily, changing from Yin Lang's lazy posture, he was like a quietly dormant poisonous snake, always waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

"How are things going?"

The subordinate kneeling below lowered his head and reported: "Umantuo has been in the Eighteenth Prison for more than a month, and he seems to have asked the Seventh Prison for help."

"The seventh...Yin Lang?" Hearing this surname, Yan Gui Heyou's green eyes flashed with displeasure, and he sneered again: "This is really desperate. It's not good to ask anyone for help, but to the surnamed Yin." ? Did she think that the two of them could defeat this deity together?"

"Also..." The subordinate just wanted to report that the tenth Jiao Yuyu might also be involved, and Yan Guihe waved his hand directly: "Okay, I am too lazy to listen, those local chickens and dogs will never understand that they have nothing to do with Du Jieqi Perfect gap. Let them go."

"Yes." The subordinate skipped over the degree of erosion of Umantuo's territory, and talked about another thing that Yan Guihe was most concerned about: "The search range of 'that thing' has been reduced to a quarter of the original, The final location should be determined shortly.”

"Oh?" Yan Guihe was really happy, his whole upper body suddenly sat up straight, he didn't care that half of the wine in the glass was spilled, his expression was distorted with joy: "Hahaha, God really blessed me!"

"Look at all these fools!" His pale face was flushed with excitement, and he mocked unscrupulously.

"I'm afraid that our first venerable is still trying to find out who ruined his chance of being promoted to the Dao stage. How could he know that the fragments of ancient jade that he has been thinking about are about to fall into the hands of this venerable!"

"Intensify! Increase intensity!"

He waved his hands frantically: "One month, I will give you another month. After one month, I want to see Umantuo's power completely delivered to my eyes!"

"I need a larger territory and stronger power! If you delay my chance to seize the ancient jade fragments because you are too slow... I will let you understand what is the most poisonous in the world! You will be sober and look at yourself His body was corroded by the poison little by little, and he died in extreme pain!"