Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Gu Shengyang stood motionless at the hundred steps in front of the hall, standing like a stone statue.

There are many plants and trees in Ling Huazong, and the night is full of water vapor, and the Xuanwen robe of Leader Gu was soaked heavily.

He looked down at the silver embroidery of the flying dragon in the sky in his sleeves, and the corners of his straight mouth twitched.

That's an ironic arc.

Even if he didn't frown, the word Chuan in his eyebrows was very obvious, deeply engraved, as if he couldn't let go of it.

"jingle."

There was a crisp bell in the wind.

Gu Shengyang closed his eyes heavily.

In front of the Bohuo mourning hall, Lan Yinjianling was dressed in white, with a icy complexion, looking down with her hands folded.

"Chu Lanyin." Gu Shengyang said without warning, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry for you."

Li Pu'er, who came out, heard this sentence for the first time, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right.

The suzerain of the Immortal Dao League came in person, so why is it different from what I imagined.

The wooden puppet Cangshan stood half a step away from Lan Yin's sword spirit.

Fujiki stuttered, he squinted his eyes.

"This man is sick." Chu Lanyin turned to Cangshan, and said, "Lovesickness."

Cangshan: "Let him take medicine."

Chu Lan nodded in agreement, then asked Gu in a loud voice, "Leader Gu, have you taken your medicine?"

Gu Shengyang was taken aback, and actually took out a medicine bottle from his sleeve, pulled out the cork, poured a few scarlet pills into his palm, and swallowed them with his head raised.

"Really?" Chu Lanyin's eyes widened.

He sincerely asked Li Pu'er: "Is your medical skill so good, can this also be cured?"

Li Pu'er was confused: I don't know either.

Gu Shengyang swallowed the pill, raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, he stood at the foot of the steps, his spiritual breath was disordered, in Chu Lanyin's eyes, the spiritual threads were tangled into a mess, like a beast trapped in a prison.

He said in a trembling voice: "Chu Lanyin, the demons have broken through the thirteen cities of Shenlongguan, and they will be able to cross the border of Ningzhou in less than three days."

Chu Lanyin blinked slowly.

"What does this have to do with me?"

Unsurprising answer.

Leader Gu smiled wryly. He obviously had a hundred ways of negotiating, but because of his selfishness, he used the ugliest one.

"The demons want you." Gu Shengyang's lips trembled, as if he was ashamed to speak, "They want to use the Lan Yin sword in exchange for—" Without whitewashing, he directly confessed: "In exchange for a ten-day truce."

Chu Lanyin: Oh, it doesn't take much effort to get it.

He inadvertently praised in his heart: It's still the demons who handle things neatly, this move is awesome, give them a round of applause.

Then he nodded and replied, "Okay, shall we leave tomorrow?"

Gu Shengyang was startled, and blurted out: "Lan Yin!"

Li Pu'er felt worried: What's going on, the atmosphere is getting weirder...

"Stop, stop." Chu Lan said helplessly: "Master Gu, the person you fell ill with was not me."

He dug out a name from the depths of his memory, "You miss Lian Fu, don't make it seem like we have some old love."

"By the way, where's Xiao Fu?"

He didn't seem to find the point at all, and asked seriously: "He still owes me a jar of peach blossom wine, did he ask you to bring it here?"

Gu Shengyang's tongue still had a bitter and astringent medicinal taste, which melted away, and turned into a blood-like sweet smell.

"This is not a joke." Gu Shengyang frowned and said, "Ten days is enough for us to transfer troops from Luoyang Pass. That is the vitality of 30 people in Ningzhou..."

Chu Lanyin: "I'm really going."

Gu Shengyang suddenly raised his voice: "Chu Lanyin, do you know what you are talking about?!"

Sword Spirit was also irritable.

Pointing at Gu Shengyang, he said to Cang Shan angrily, "Is he deaf?"

Gu Shengyang realized later that he noticed the person standing beside Chu Lanyin.

The monk has excellent eyesight, especially in the realm of Gu Shengyang, where he can see a small insect on the grass thousands of miles away at a glance.

But when he saw the face of Cangshan clearly, Gu Shengyang's pupils trembled violently, almost thinking that he was dazzled and hallucinated.

"Thank you... No, you are not Xie Cangshan."

He murmured as if he was really sick, "Lan Yin, could it be that you... no, then you..."

Li Pu'er couldn't understand even more, and thought: There must be something wrong with the leader of Gu's brain.

"Leader Gu, I have already promised you, please send a letter to the demons and ask me when I can leave at the earliest."

Because Chu Lan still wanted to go back and listen to the follow-up of the Red Lotus Demon, she became a little impatient: "If there is nothing else, it's better to get out."

Regardless of Gu Shengyang's loud shouting, he turned around and left.

Cang Shan followed in stride.

Outside the hall, only Li Pu'er and Leader Gu were left looking at each other.

"This...Leader Gu, why don't you go back first?" As a junior, Li Pu'er didn't want to leave or not. With a glance, he saw the corner of Baichuan Sword Spirit's clothes around the corner.

"Senior Baichuan!" Li Pu'er said.

Bai Chuan, who was eating melons with relish, was taken aback.

He floated out slowly, and said to Li Pu'er solemnly: "Young Taoist friend, the people who eat melons should consciously move the small bench, and don't be surprised."

A howling gust of wind blew up, but Gu Shengyang rode the wind away alone.

Li Pu'er: "Your sword master doesn't seem to want you anymore."

"It's normal, he's sick, and he'll be fine after a while." Baichuan Jianling didn't care, and floated over mysteriously, whispering to Li Pu'er: "I have a big gossip, do you want to hear it?"

Li Pu'er, who has a firm Taoist heart, said, "It's against the nature of a Taoist to listen to other people's private affairs, and you shouldn't listen."

Baichuan Jianling urged: "It's about Xie Jianzun."

Li Pu'er paused, but still said: "...don't listen."

Sword Spirit: "I promise, it's definitely not written in the book."

Li Pu'er's heart: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

But he still took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it."

Bai Chuanjian became anxious: "I want to tell you, I forced you to listen!"

"Speak quickly!" Li Pu'er leaned over, "I'm ready."

After holding back for so many years, Bai Chuanjian finally found someone to talk about, not to mention how happy he was, he said excitedly, "Did you hear Lian Fu's name just now?"

"Who is this?" Li Pu'er felt that he was short of a handful of melon seeds, but he couldn't buy them now, "Why didn't I read them in the book?"

"Then it can't be written clearly." Bai Chuanjian lowered his voice and said: "Have you read many biographies of Xie Jianzun? Don't you think Xie Jianzun and Lianhua are very destined?"

"Indeed." Li Pu'er is very familiar with Jianzun's story. Although he doesn't like to watch Fengyueqiao, he also found that in Xie Jianzun's story, lotus, especially red lotus, is a high-frequency word.

Whether it is the decoration of the desk, the paintings on the wall, or the poems involved, most of them are related to Zhu Honghan.

Even the little demons who met on the road and the people who were rescued mostly had the word "Lian" in their names.

"At first glance, you look like a cucumber egg."

Baichuan Jianling sighed: "The book issued by Xianmen, how can it be written too much, you go to a small folk book stand to grab a random one, and the writing is wonderful and eye-opening."

Li Pu'er clasped his fists: Long-winded, personal attack, farewell!

Bai Chuanjian said "Ai ai ai" a few times, and stopped him: "Okay, okay, I'm not going to play tricks anymore."

His eyes lit up, and he finally shared the shocking secret he discovered: "Xie Jianzun and Leader Gu were rivals in love back then!"

Li Pu'er: "What?"

"Lianfu is the son of the former medicine sage and the red lotus banshee. She looks like a beautiful girl and is extremely intelligent. Back then, Xie Cangshan and his father were old friends. After the death of the medicine sage, Xie Jianzun took Lianfu in, and the two fell in love secretly. , as Xie Cangshan's disciple Gu Shengyang, who is about to accept under his sect, also fell in love with this future teacher's wife!"

"The stabbing is not exciting!" Baichuan Jianling said: "The classic big triangle, Lan Yinjian and I watched the whole process, not to mention how cool it is!"

Li Pu'er: "..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Bai Chuanjian wondered: "Don't you think the chaotic relationship and forbidden love of the human race are the most interesting? We used to spend money to hire a storyteller to talk to us in Jiange all night."

Li Pu'er smiled.

Bai Chuanjian felt a little uncomfortable when he laughed, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Li Pu'er's palms are facing up, and he is walking a set of Baduanjin, with both hands resting on the sky to regulate the triple burner.

Baichuan: "Hey, I'm a little scared, what's wrong with you?"

Li Pu'er silently said: If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not be shocked,

Everything is changing, and the spirit is calm...*

"Ahhhh!!!"

He was about to jump up, flicking his sleeves wildly, and shouted: "Impossible! What a mess! How could Jianzun get stuck in such a bloody plot, you such a messy rasip, don't come near us Sword Master!"

Baichuan Sword: ...

He suddenly realized, and said with a bitter face: "You eat Sword Master alone, hahaha, I'm passing by, sorry to bother you."

Bai Chuanjian put oil on the soles of his feet and slipped fast.

A murmur fell in the wind.

"Sigh, as expected, there are still many sword masters. These days, it is getting more and more difficult to eat pairings."

And Li Pu'er was still jumping on the spot: "Impossible, impossible!"

Bai Chuanjian shouted at him from afar: "How is it impossible, I can't frame you!"

The night breeze adds to the coolness.

Li Pu'er crossed her hips and panted for a long time.

But when the bone-cutting cold air hit his body, he suddenly realized a problem.

Just now, Elder Chu seems to have agreed to Leader Gu.

Anyone who listens to this sentence will feel that it will not come true, and it will only be regarded as a joke that the sword spirit speaks out loud.

But the law of heaven above--

Sword spirit, you can't lie, you can't break your promise.

Others can regard his words as his tactic to delay the attack, as his scheming plan.

Only the sword spirit itself cannot but be taken seriously.

"Elder Chu."

Li Pu'er's face turned pale with a "swipe".

Chu Lan returned to the mourning hall with a relaxed expression, as if the trip just now was just a snack after dinner.

As soon as he lifted the hem of his clothes, he was ready to continue the vigil.

As a result, his figure stopped and he did not kneel down.

Lowering his head, he saw a few vines twisted into strands and stopped in front of him.

The Cangshan wooden puppet stood still behind him without saying a word.

Chu Lanyin smiled nonchalantly, walked to a futon beside her, and straightened down a bit.

Cangshan's breath sank.

"Okay." Chu Lanyin confessed: "I also have a little friendship with the sword of the Demon Lord. The Immortal Daomeng is grinding and chirping. When they finish their work, they will be thankful. Sure enough, the Demon Race is different. Sometimes I still appreciate the style of the demons, Lei Lifeng..."

Lan Yin sword spirit's words stopped abruptly.

With the flickering light and shadow of the candle, he could clearly see the spiritual thread of Cangshan's entanglement.

Chu Lanyin was puzzled and said, "You seem to be a little sad..."

"Chu Lanyin." Cangshan called him by first name for the first time, but at the same time, he got down on one knee, lowered his body and looked at Chu Lanyin.

He said seriously: "Did Xie Cangshan tell you that you can no longer set foot in the Demon Realm?"

Chu Lanyin: "Haha."

Cangshan looked deeply into his eyes.

The wooden puppet's spiritual thread was slowly tightening, and the spiritual atmosphere became more urgent.

Chu Lanyin lowered her eyes and whispered: "...Yes."

Cangshan almost laughed out of anger.

He had already made arrangements, and he planned to take a trip to the devil world in person soon, but the sword spirit was even faster.Although Cangshan knew that Sword Spirit would have the idea of ​​going to the Demon Realm, he thought that he would take it into account to some extent.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if I go to the Demon Realm." Chu Lanyin said, "My third sword master is a big demon. I followed him in the Demon Realm for 100 years, and I didn't become a demon sword."

"I won't be enchanted."

While talking, he stretched out his hand and pulled the sleeve of La Cangshan Wooden Puppet.

This action seems to be like a teenager from the human race who is still stubbornly asking for approval after knowing that he has made a mistake.

"I'm going to bring them all back."

Sword Spirit seemed to have no idea what kind of promise he had made.

From the sky outside the window, there was a faint humming like a dragon's chant.

The cold sword intent spread out in an instant.

"I must go, and no one can take my things away, or I will—"

Drought thunder exploded, and the sky sent a warning.

His eyes were on fire.

"--kill him."

The author has something to say:

*"The Curse of Purifying the Heart" If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will fall without shock, all changes will remain fixed, and the spirit will be happy and calm.

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【small theater】

Baichuan: Is my cp not good enough?Let's take a look QAQ

Li Pu'er: Du Wei, thank you.

Cangshan: I don’t even know about evil religions, so if you don’t beep, whoever beeps.

Chu Lanyin: Leader Gu, is the book "The Mistress of Those Years" true?

Gu Shengyang: ...Knock the medicine, don't cue it.