Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Bie Changting's sword is the most eye-catching illustration on the first page of the Qibing Shenwu textbook in the cognition of the younger generation.

Even though none of them had the chance to see the demeanor of the leader of the weapon, the legend of "the willow shadow in the long pavilion, a leaf drinking hatred" still accompanies the growth of the younger generations in the cultivation world.

The sword follows the name of the master, and the head of the Hanshan Mountain is Yinli, who is the master of Bie Changting.

He is a rare genius in the world of cultivation, the direct disciple of the first elder to cross the catastrophe in the world of cultivation, and a well-deserved senior brother in the first sect of cultivation in the world of cultivation.

In today's comprehension world, there are only veteran cultivators, and half of them are regarded as his fellow disciples or descendants.

In the era when the people were in dire straits after the catastrophe raged, Xiang Yinli, as the head of Hanshan and the lord of the Xianzong League, commanded the world to resist the evil influence.

Don't let the long pavilion pass by, the evil current is hard to get close to half an inch.

During that period of tragic history that the cultivation world couldn't bear to look back on, it was Xiang Yinli who led the practitioners to guard the only remaining lower cultivation world, and set a decree that all sects and races should not fight, and was able to preserve the peace of the world for a hundred years.

Compared with those illusory immortals, what the monks really worship is the head of Hanshan, who has protected the Tao all his life and never rested until his death.

Later, Xiangyin Liming star fell and the soul lamp was extinguished. Even so, there was no way to turn around, and the monks in the world were unwilling to accept his death.

It wasn't until Yan Yuanhan, the elder of the Taiqing sect who protected the sect, dug out the Biechang Pavilion that had been broken in two from the gray ground after the Xieliu passed through.

As a result, the comprehension world had to admit that this favored son of heaven had really melted into the void.

But now this long sword, which was only described in textbooks, appeared in the hands of an unknown person, how could it not be shocking.

The person involved, Shen Zhexue, couldn't care less.

The sword in his hand was as light as if it had no weight, and the sword body was filled with abundant aura, like a living spring, gurgling endlessly.

He flipped his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and the point of the sword pierced Shi Yuan's chest.

In an instant, all the spiritual breath in Shi Yuan's body was absorbed by the long sword, and poured into Shen Zhexue's body from the handle.

The sky was bright, and the red silk blood curtain covering the zenith disappeared.

The black vortex spun in reverse for a few weeks, fading out of shape.

The evil currents all dissipated.

Shen Zhexue picked up Shi Yuan who had passed out, and walked towards Tuesday.

Dongyang miraculously smoothed the ruins after last night's fierce battle, and the collapsed buildings had strange double images, like the mirror flower of the water moon that was about to shatter.

The elders and aunts who got up early went out for a walk, the little dolls rushing to school ran across the streets, and the small businessmen set up their stalls.

The noise weaves the vitality that a bustling city should have.

The common people looked at a group of monks kneeling in the middle of the road in amazement, as if they were watching wild monkeys running down the mountain.

"How could there be such an illusion..." Leng Wenyan was incredulous, "Isn't this person afraid of being backlashed by karma?!"

The collapse of the upper cultivation world did not completely obliterate the cause and effect, but presented the cause and effect in another form.

Any technique cannot be fabricated out of thin air by the cultivator, it needs to form a closed loop of spiritual power and cause and effect.

Otherwise, a meteorite hit the ground in the east, and an evil current rolled in the west, and the illusion of the formation cultivating monster clan would have been unrivaled in the world.

But the restoration of everything in front of him happened in a blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the wounds all over the body that were still bleeding and hurting, Pei Jing and the others almost thought that the hanging by a thread last night was just a nightmare for them.

"Stop!" Yu Ting, who was still able to stand, stopped Shen Zhexue.

"Why do you have the sword of drinking away? Who are you?!"

Shen Zhexue stopped, and the moment she turned her head, a strong evil spirit emanated from her body.

Yu Ting's knees softened and he knelt down on the spot.

"You..." Yu Ting was speechless.

The monk in front of him was obviously seriously infected by the evil mist.

Normally, when the evil mist is behind, the alienation will occur within half an hour. Shen Zhexue and the two fell directly into the evil mist just now, and it may happen even faster.

All the monks present were silent for a while.

No matter what secrets Shen Zhexue has, he and the students in his arms are destined not to survive this half an hour.

The evil breath is like tarsal maggots to the monks, even if it is the remaining evil breath, they cannot resist it given their current situation.

Yu Ting endured dizziness and palpitations, and it took him a long time to stand up.

Shen Zhexue didn't stay any longer, and went straight to the inn where they stayed before, holding Shi Yuan in her arms.

The monk who fell to the ground only supported him in twos and staggered to keep up.

Shen Zhexue's room was quickly imprisoned seven or eight times.

In the room, after absorbing Yu Ting's aura, Shen Zhexue felt relaxed but mentally tired. After confirming that Shi Yuan was fine, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell down beside her apprentice.

After dawn, all magic weapons gradually recovered.

The cultivators wanted to adjust their status as soon as possible, spent money to clear the inn, and gathered in the lobby for group treatment by doctors.

After recovering from their injuries, they surrounded Tuesday, when they were alone, in an airtight manner.

Pei Jing cut straight to the point and didn't talk nonsense, "This fellow Taoist, dare to ask what kind of background is that Mr. Shen in your family?"

Seeing him press his palm on the sword on Tuesday, he stammered, "You, you don't want to cut me off, do you?"

Pei Jing was taken aback, and said earnestly, "I'm sorry."

He hates evil trends to harm people the most, but even if he regrets the death of the teacher and student upstairs, he must be prepared at any time.

When the confinement sounded after a while, what came out of the house would no longer be humans, but evil things that needed to be killed.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be nervous." Taiqing Jianxiu, who rode the same sword with Tuesday, grinned under Leng Wenyan's hands, and said to Tuesday, enduring the pain: "The sword in your husband's hand, you can read it in the chat book Are you okay? Hiss... Senior Sister, take it easy!"

"Hold on!" Leng Wenyan put away the magic weapon, and kicked Le Xiu who was about to lift the flute, "Go out and play if it hurts!"

Le Xiu burst into tears, "I'm just making him sad!"

Tuesday looked up the stairs and finally lowered his head.

Pei Jing didn't know how to comfort others, so he said dryly, "Daoist friends, evil currents are the common enemy of cultivators, please... just take it easy."

Yu Ting sat opposite and watched coldly.

Sun Liang observed his words and expressions, and was also fed up with Tai Qingzong's playing tricks, "It's a waste of words, that Shen Wu's behavior is strange, who knows where he came from? This week's fellow Taoists are congested again, which is a sequela of rushing forward. It's better to search for the soul instead of wasting time."

Leng Wenyan sneered in his heart, so full of meaning.

She is a medical practitioner, so she didn't know what the consequences would be if she used the soul search according to Tuesday's physique, so she preemptively said, "Why do you need to search the soul, let him just say it."

Leng Wenyan had just returned to Hanshan for medical consultation, but Sun Liang endured and endured, and stopped talking.

Staring at the bucket of chopsticks in the center of the table on Tuesday, his eyes were straightened, as if he hadn't calmed down yet.

He said slowly: "Mr. Shen was our family's teacher a few years ago. His aura has been destroyed, and all his original cultivation has been lost... Our family was Guangzong Yaozu back then, and we all worshiped at the top of Xiuxian Mountain. If you don’t go down and come back to farm, he was picked up by my cousin on the road..."

Hearing that he didn't match his words, Pei Jing guided him, "Then did he mention his previous life experience?"

"I know." Tuesday hesitated: "You..."

"This is the token of my Emperor Taiqing. Now that Mr. Shen has been corrupted by evil spirits, we just want to know about the Bie Changting and his past. The dead are the most important. We won't get into it."

While speaking, Pei Jing handed the sapphire card to Tuesday.

But Yu Ting, who was sitting opposite, said at this time: "The head disciple of Taiqing, the Biechang Pavilion is the sword of my senior Hanshan, and your Taiqing sect is too lenient."

Yu Ting's cultivation base was quickly pulled up by using the spirit grass fairy plant after he was high in power. He is currently higher than Pei Jing. He unleashes coercion, and many juniors present have weak knees.

Pei Jing was not afraid at all, he said expressionlessly: "Han Shan has recognized the head of the prime minister at this moment? Back then, the head of the prime minister was not cold, and his disciples wanted to seize power. Now the head of Sang has fulfilled his wish. Let alone Changting's broken sword body But it is still enshrined in our Sleeping Bing Pavilion in Taiqing."

"The ignorant child hears it!" Yu Ting raised his palm and slapped the table, Taiqing Jianxiu drew his sword to fight.

Leng Wenyan felt ridiculed.

This Yu Ting is only a circle older than senior brother Pei, and his cultivation level is only obtained by forcibly taking the treasures of the sect of the affiliated sect. This "ignorant child" is so ridiculous.

She is not afraid of causing trouble, although Yu Ting's methods are shameless, but in the current situation, it is meaningless for the two factions to break up.

"Pull the sword!" Pei Jing raised her hand and ordered.

The heart raised by Leng Wenyan on the side fell to the ground.

Senior Brother Pei used to know how to turn around when things went wrong, and he was the worst at negotiating. Now, under the persuasion of brother Wen Shu and the training of the eloquent Xie Huatou, he has finally made great progress.

Yu Ting turned against the guest, "Fellow Daoist Pei, please be safe and don't be impatient." He no longer confronted Taiqingzong, and said on Tuesday: "What about the one surnamed Shen?"

On Tuesday, he was in a trance, recalling: "Mr. Shen has the same level of cultivation as ours. He is just a beginner. He was born in Yuncang. While following his master and father to tell fortunes and set up stalls, he helped people beat people who stole things. Little demon."

"Although we don't know each other well, we have met a few times. Later, his master and father died of old age, so he wanted to go out and wander around. When he came back, he became like that."

He seemed to be struggling for a while, before telling the whole story: "I heard from him that it was because he went to a small secret place to find Qinglian Huanyancao, and strayed into a spiritual cave. Washed away."

Yu Ting frowned slightly. As far as he knew, when Xiang Yinli was seriously injured, he hid in a cave.

Later, the evil current broke out, and the head master fell in that cave.

When Da Neng dies, he often leaves behind some spiritual treasures.

But now, no one knows whether the cave collapsed in the evil current, or was drawn into the secret realm by the gap in the void.

So what Xiang Yinli left behind was Bie Changting Sword's sword soul?

After the initial surprise, these cultivators also realized that what Shen Wu held could not be the real Bie Chang Pavilion, but the sword soul incorporeal body that contained aura.

The sword soul is the last life-saving tactic of sword cultivators, second only to self-exploding Yuanying.

Although the power is great, it has been consumed in vain now.

It's useless to simply ask, Yu Ting felt restless, but he didn't press anymore.

At this moment, the second floor imprisoned fluctuations——

Everyone got up suddenly, and they were all ready to fight.

The cultivators infected by the mist of the evil flow are like mad dogs, who kill anyone they see. Even if Shen Zhexue's cultivation base is weak, he can't take it lightly.

The monks turned and rushed to the second floor, surrounding Shen Zhexue and their guest rooms.

Several spirit swords pointed directly at the wooden door, and only waited for Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan to break through the door and stab them to death.

The doors of some old inns opened slowly.

Inside the door, Shen Zhexue said in surprise: "You guys are... I want to ask for a basin of hot water for the students."

The evil aura on Shen Zhexue's body hadn't dissipated yet, Leng Wenyan had the courage to wrap a whip around his wrist from the air.

She used her whip as a matchmaker, and after probing for a long while, she quickly stepped forward and pushed aside and squeezed into the room to see Shi Yuan. When she came out again, her expression was extremely pleasantly surprised, and she said to everyone: "Everything is fine."

"How is this possible?" Sun Liang asked loudly.

There is no rule at all about the infection of evil currents, Leng Wenyan didn't bother to deal with it, and just said: "Maybe the head of the prime minister is protecting them."

After saying that, he clasped Shen Zhexue's shoulders, and said urgently: "How did you feel just now? How is your breath going? Is there any other discomfort? Tell me one by one!"

Even though he has a hot temper, Leng Wenyan still has the generality of all medical practitioners in the cultivation world.

For nearly a thousand years, the alienation infection caused by evil currents has been a common difficulty and obsession in the medical field of cultivating immortals.

Even if there is only a chance, they will chase after him, trying to find a chance.

"Miss Leng." Yu Ting said coldly, "We still have something to ask this Fellow Daoist Shen, please give in."

Leng Wenyan hesitated for a while, knowing the priorities, so he took a step back and followed the other disciples downstairs.

Yu Ting said: "Fellow Daoist Shen, please come here."

Shen Zhexue took no offense at all and made way for them.

Yu Ting and Pei Jing invited Shen Zhexue to the next room on the second floor to verify what they said on Tuesday.

The young monks downstairs couldn't be idle either, and they went to investigate in the city together.

But even so, after recovering from the injury, they did not forget Taiqing Hanshan's old line of business, and they would definitely hurt each other.

"Heh, that Pei Jing is so arrogant. After being rumored that Zhou Ling and Zhou Ming will return, do you really think of yourself as a sword master?"

Sun Liang was the first to attack, and said to himself: "His master is too. I respect Elder Yan very much, but it's too embarrassing to talk about the romance of the head of Hexiang."

He showed sarcasm on his face, "Senior brother Xiao Xiang, senior brother, was not a good thing at all, but it turned out that we divorced within a few years of the contract, isn't it a joke! He also kept our Bie Changting, when did the comprehension world hear that there were former Taoist couples who were widows? Occupy the things of the former Taoist companion?"

Once the disciples of Taiqingzong obeyed, they almost exploded on the spot.

"Hanshan has a cloud, and his mouth is really broken! Our Senior Brother Pei is the most promising person to stand up to Zhou Ling. Do you have such a person in Hanshan?"

After one finished talking, the other continued: "How qualified are you to discuss the matter of Elder Yan and the head of the minister? Their separation and reunion are all voluntary. It's a pity that the two immortal elders helped the righteous way for the first time, but they still have to be judged by you people." People chew their tongues!"

The rest of Hanshan's disciples were mostly silent.

They have always heard in the sect that the relationship between the two sects is bad, and for the resources of the sect, they have to follow suit.

However, last night Taiqingzong's Taoist friends helped them a lot, and now that they are good people, it would be too unkind to insult the other master's sect.

Sun Liang went out noisy with Emperor Taiqing alone.

Inside the inn.

Shen Zhexue sat opposite Pei Jing and Yu Ting.

Pei Jing was about to speak, but Yu Ting shot like lightning, directly hit Shen Zhexue's forehead with a soul search technique?