Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

According to the current situation, waiting is almost meaningless.

The sudden turmoil in the Yin Pit and the shortening of the time limit for the Dingtian Needle made all his plans have to be recalculated.

External evils tangled up into small groups of forces, harassing the common people, and the immortal sects who entered the world sent people out to eliminate the evils.

Chu Lanyin also planned to kill a wave, greeted Xie Cangshan, drew her sword and jumped out of the window.

On the wide street, there is only a cold place left.

The magnolia-colored sky of the hot moon and the gray and white clouds in the world drew a clear line in the sky above Shenlong Pass.

The two-color sky is covered with the eyes that Chu Lanyin transformed with spiritual power.

Few people can guess that he is a spirit.

Even if there are bells ringing while walking, it is just regarded as his preferred accessory.

An old woman with a basket on her shoulders was in a hurry, and when she passed him by, she urged: "The sky has changed, young master, go back quickly."

Now that the Yin Pit is in turmoil, especially in these cities, those who can go to other places to join their relatives are almost gone, and those who don't go are still in panic all day long.

The prosperity of the past has changed to a bleak one. It's only after the Waking of Insects, but it's already cold in autumn.

"Elder Lan Yin!" Yao Ling stood on the top of a eaves, saw him and jumped down, with a spiritual pen in one hand and a few stacks of paper in the other, just observing the celestial phenomena.

Yaoling speculates that the hot moon in the demon world is a sign of a dark pit, and its changing cycle will determine the degree of evil spirits emerging.

But this is still one of his assumptions, and there is not much direct proof, so it is just one person making observations.

"Where does Lao Xie live? I'm looking for him."

Xie Cangshan is definitely not far away from the place where Sword Spirit is. Yao Ling was so busy today that he simply used a spirit boat to travel between Ningzhou and Shenlong Pass.

At any rate, it caught up with the changes in the bright moon and sky, so it didn't matter if you didn't look at it, it was really bad to the extreme.

Chu Lanyin pointed to the blueprint in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's not good." Yao Ling's brows became pimples, "As soon as the sky clears, there must be a big movement in the pit. I roughly estimate that the volume of this blowout may not be less than that of the evil tide of the evil year."

In the past few hundred years, Taihui also had a change in the Yin Pit, which caused heavy casualties, the people were in dire straits, and many disasters accompanied it.

At that time, Dingtianzhen's spiritual power was still full, but now it is difficult to survive this catastrophe.

And a large amount of evil spirit will pull out the three fixed sky needles and submerge them in the vast evil water.

Not to mention looking for a needle in a haystack, it is like looking for the moon in the water.

And as the news of Chuanshuju urging them to leave became more and more frequent, Yao Ling felt a little hopeless in his heart.

The Dingtian Needle is a self-generated object in the law of Taihui that can restrain the evil water, and it is hopeless to recast it.

It is said that in the Taiwei realm in the past, the monks who activated the Yinhua Formation also died.

Yao Ling's not-masculine classic thought: In the dark, the fate of a realm seems to be guided to the predetermined ending.

He didn't stay any longer, and turned his head to go to the inn pointed by Chu Lanyin.

"and many more--"

Chu Lanyin suddenly stopped him.

Yao Ling turned his head, the wind was blowing in all directions, and dust and sand hit his face.

I saw the sword spirit pressed his hand on the heart of the human race, and said solemnly: "Is the merit of Taihui useful?"

He took a step forward and said with concentration: "Halo, can this merit replace Halo?"

"you……"

After a brief surprise, Yao Ling stood up again and asked in a low voice, "Did you guess it yourself?"

He thought that Xie Cangshan would not talk about this with Sword Spirit, at least not in such detail.

The reason why Lianqian and his wife were able to turn the tide when the remaining needles were uncertain was not only because of their profound cultivation.

The protagonist's halo is a kind of luck, which contains the endless power of good fortune, and it is the purest and purest spiritual power of Taihui.

The cold wind blew the ground sore throat, Yao Ling frowned and said: "Old Xie, is he going to do something?"

"Is it okay?" Chu Lan asked again because she didn't want to talk about anything else.

This time Yao Ling tightly gripped the pen in his hand.

Throughout the hundred years of Taihui, no book has been formed.

But in Xie Cangshan, there is a halo of godhead, and it contains the spiritual power of the three great heavens.

"No." Yao Ling thought of this, his shoulders trembled, "It's not that time yet, at least half a month away, it won't be—"

Chu Lanyin looked at his spiritual thread and said softly: "You are lying."

Yao Ling was shocked.

He couldn't lie to himself at all.

Fifteen days does sound like a lot, but based on the current trend, unless the protagonist suddenly falls from the sky, the luck changes drastically.

But the growth of the protagonist also takes time, and they are not qualified, and it is impossible to force the protagonist to die for Taihui.

"You must not be impulsive." Yao Ling calmed down, he knew that Jian Ling's mind was very tight, and if he didn't make it clear, Xie Cangshan might not be able to explain it when he turned around.

"Kung fu cannot replace halo." He said firmly, "It is absolutely impossible."

"Is there no other use?" Chu Lanyin blinked and repeated the first question.

Yao Ling was about to break out in a cold sweat, and said, "Don't think too much about it."

— is useful.

Merit cannot replace the aura, but it is an integral part of the aura itself.

According to the character and good deeds of the halo owner, the stronger the merit, the more luck and spiritual power will be provided to the halo.

Seeing that Yao Ling didn't answer his question directly, and Chu Lan was no longer an ignorant spirit, she realized that the answer was already clear.

At this time, Yao Ling was very depressed about the physique of the polygraph that the spirit clan walked, he sighed, and simply said: "I know what you think, but if you want to get your merits out smoothly, there will be a condition."

There are conditions?

Chu Lanyin really didn't know, seeing that the other party wasn't making up anything, she settled down and listened carefully.

"Don't be stupid and burn with fire. The merits of the burned merits are negligible." Yao Ling said seriously: "Transferring merits is actually a very serious matter. There will be many causes and effects involved, and they may not be beneficial, and there is a core condition—— -Volunteer."

Yao Ling was categorical and did not give Jian Ling a chance to ask any more questions, and continued: "This voluntary is not simply 'willing'. The only case I have in my hand that successfully transfers merit is a pair of childhood sweethearts who lived together for a long time. Love, life and death promises, they transfer merit is not to save lives, but to break through a predicament."

"Love for a long time?" Chu Lanyin never thought of such a request, "Must it be like this?"

"This this--"

Yao Ling was surprised by his ability to pick up the key points.

He once advised Xie Cangshan not to point it out, but in the end he broke it himself.

So we can only make mistakes and make mistakes, opportunistically.

He took out a thick book from his storage pouch, flipped through one of the pages, and put the book in Sword Spirit's hand again: "You can find someone to read to you, this book clearly records, and You spirit races don’t have the seven emotions and six desires! So don’t think about it, and don’t make extra troubles.”

Otherwise, Xie Cangshan will chop me up and feed me into the pit!

"Oh." Chu Lanyin held the book and said, "I see."

Priest Yao exhaled, and coaxed: "Be good, you are already the elder of Ling Huazong, and there are many things to discuss."

As soon as the sound transmission symbol in the sleeve lit up, it was the Immortal Daomeng calling him back urgently.

Seeing that the official business came again, Yao Ling saw that Lan Yin's sword spirit seemed to have listened, so he left a paper crane for Xie Cangshan to send a message, and left in a spirit boat.

Sword Spirit also went to a town to kill the evil, and when the evil was finished, he also made sense of the logic.

Xie Cangshan's final plan is to use his halo to fix the needle, and once the halo is broken, people will die, and the meritorious spirit is useful to the halo, and useful merits can only be taken out by knowing the seven emotions and six desires.

Jian Ling rolled up the book in his sleeve, and thought: Humans are not born with knowledge, so I can't learn it now.

As for where to study...

Sword Spirit, who has read various scriptures, has a clear goal. He knows that there is a place where there is the most love and hatred.

Chu Lan went straight to the brothel without saying a word.

Due to the Yin Pit, the business of Yanxinlou has been particularly sluggish recently, and they haven't seen a single customer for a few days.

But the people in their building couldn't leave even if they left, so they had nothing to do all day, just goofing around, gathering people to play mahjong and Pai Gow.

The cards had just walked around two times, when a visitor actually came to the building.

The guest's hand was extremely generous, without saying a word, he pointed to the two top cards of the oiran.

It's a pity that these two oirans were invited down to freshen up before they were able to enjoy themselves at the poker table.

They were still in a daze, and they had already been arranged in the room with all their splendor.

The so-called head of a hundred flowers is the best one.

Where there are two brothels with the same name, it means that they are divided into two halls, one is gentle and the other is a pavilion.

Two beauties in gorgeous clothes, a man and a woman, arrived at the scene one after another.

They looked at each other, wide-eyed.

The one named Yanluo straightened her long skirt, and said with a smile, "This man's taste is quite fancy."

"I've brought my qin for nothing." Seeing this posture, Zhenzhu threw the long qin away and complained, "I'm about to lose my cards. Who would have thought that this man is also a man of character when he goes shopping in broad daylight?" .”

"Who knows, it's rare to be clean for a few days." Yanluo discussed with him: "You go first in a while, my sister is not feeling well, and the money in my hand is worthless to you."

"Five five." Zhenzhu was not polite: "I'm lazy, otherwise I wouldn't bring this piano."

"Come on, it's only four or six, I can't let it go."

"Okay, but you also know that I like to look shameless, good-looking four or six, not good-looking five or five."

"It's up to you!"

The two of them were arguing, when the wooden door was pushed open.

Afraid of frightening the two supposedly beautiful spirit lines, Chu Lan put away her main body, followed the steps of the human race, and strode in.

He flicked his sleeves and sat down, and suddenly found that the two in front of him seemed a little excited.

... I'll be good!

Yanluo glanced at Zhenzhu, the meaning couldn't be more obvious: You want to pay me back!

The pillow bamboo at the top of Fengge was also very surprised.

With the looks of this person in front of me, it is more cost-effective to take a selfie in the mirror than to come here, who is taking advantage of whom now?

However, Zhenzhu quickly got into the mood, and smiled softly: "Master, do you want to listen to the piano?"

"No." Chu Lanyin said, "I'm busy."

You are busy and you go shopping in brothels!

The two leading players secretly exchanged glances, thinking: What does this mean?

"My lord, Zhenzhu fell in love with you at first sight, and he has a lot of selfish things to say to you." Yanluo smiled charmingly, "You want to give Yaoqin your thoughts."

——You sell me!

Zhenzhu glared at her, but still got up slowly under the latter's teasing gaze of "you made money".

As a result, before he got close, a long sword was held around his neck.

"Ah!" Yanluo exclaimed in shock.

Zhenzhu didn't even dare to scream, and froze in place, unable to move.

He didn't even see where the sword came from!

"Little demon." Chu Lanyin used her sword to pick up a strand of black hair on his temples, "What are you doing here?" Looking at Yanluo again, she asked, "What about you?"

The faces of the two were pale, and they immediately said in unison: "Xianjun, we swear that we have never harmed anyone! We are hiding here because we have nowhere to go. Our spiritual power is low and almost no different from ordinary people. Please forgive us a little life!" !"

"Well, it's bamboo."

Chu Lan took the sword and went to explore the other one.

He had to use his body to touch the opponent's spirit line to know the race of the Yaozu, and he also knew that they had never hurt anyone.

Yanluo is a white fox.

After recognizing her race, Chu Lanyin said to Yanluo: "You are injured, change into your original body and I will give you a hug."

Yanluo's eyes widened, for a moment she thought she had heard a split.

"Oh, you're a female, you're a male and female, right? Then sit next to me." Chu Lanyin patted the seat beside her, and then said to the pillow bamboo: "Don't change, it's embarrassing, just you Come and answer my question."

So Zhenzhu sat on the opposite side tremblingly, and Yanluo covered her face with her tail in the aura of the sword spirit with excellent nourishing effect, drowsy.

— Differential treatment, ah differential treatment!

Zhenzhu was madly jealous in his heart.

Gathering his mind again, he only heard this weird monk clear his throat and ask, "How can I learn the seven emotions and six desires?"

Zhen Zhu was taken aback, and said: "Aha?"

"Yeah." Chu Lanyin thought for a while, and said seriously: "In other words, how can I prove that I have feelings?"

"This……"

When Zhenzhu answered such strange questions, he couldn't help but speculate on the other party's motives.

The cultivator in front of him had a clear aura, even to the point where he could refresh his mind with his spirit. The fox could be healed of his injuries just by being around him, which was difficult for ordinary cultivators to achieve.

There are many causes and effects in the world of mortals. If one wants to temper one's spiritual power to such a level of clarity, it is most likely a monk who practices the ruthless way.

Hearing that what he asked was the word "love", the bamboo demon suddenly understood.

He once heard that in the Qingxiu sect, the cultivation of Wuqing Dao monks is extremely strict. In order to prevent them from being contaminated by the karma of the world, the disciples in the sect will be strictly prohibited from going down the mountain.

This kind of monk's mind is like a blank sheet of paper, but once he enters the world of mortals, his Taoist mind is easily unstable.

Zhenzhu already regards Chu Lanyin as a ruthless Taoist cultivator with a confused Dao heart. He is afraid that he has just come to the world and was fascinated by love.

The bamboo demon had a solid idea in his mind and was determined to answer the question in order to find a way out for himself and the fox.

"I don't know where the love comes from, but it's not difficult to prove it."

Chu Lan sat up a little more straight because she heard that she was very excited, and concentrated her attention for twelve minutes.

"First of all, there are many kinds of love. I don't know which kind the fairy is asking about?"

The fox's big tail slammed the ground: idiot!After hearing so many legends of ghosts and monsters, it must be yearning!

"Ah, a slip of the tongue." Zhenzhu scolded himself secretly.As we all know, the biggest opponent of Wuqing Dao is lovesickness. This monk has such an appearance, he must have been teased by someone, and he doesn't understand what it means.

"Come again, ahem, first of all, is there anyone close to Xianjun?"

"Yes." Chu Lanyin nodded and said, "We have lived together for a hundred years."

Fox: "Hiss—"

Zhenzhu let out an "Aiya" in his heart, secretly thinking that it was not good.

They have been living together for a hundred years and are still in this state. The ruthless monk is like a blank sheet of paper. I'm afraid he was deceived by the old hooligan!

"The little fairy, I would venture to ask, for a hundred years, this person has not been with you..." He racked his brains to pick out a euphemistic wording: "Practice the method of dual cultivation?"

"No." Chu Lan was confused, what is the connection between these, don't be deliberately procrastinating because she can't answer!

Time was running out, so he flipped his hand and stabbed the body on the ground.

The blade enters the tiles, as easily as cutting tofu.

Zhen Zhu broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the fox came to the rescue in time, wrapped its tail around Chu Lanyin's wrist, and said: "Xianjun, passion and desire have never been separated since ancient times. If you fall in love with someone, you want to kiss him and hold him in your arms."

The fox's voice was tactful: "When you touch his body, hair and skin, your heart becomes more anxious, your blood dries up, and you have the desire to walk in the clouds and rain on Wushan Mountain. If you linger in your dreams, you will never forget it."

Jian Ling fell silent.

I don't have any of these!

Seeing that his face was getting colder, Zhenzhu rushed up to block the fox behind him, and said in a hurry: "The fox is talking nonsense, the gods should not be offended! In my opinion, love is not difficult, the most important thing is mutual consent." !"

Consensual, mutual love.

Chu Lanyin thought to herself: Well... this is a synonym.

Convenience: "Yes."

Zhenzhu tentatively said: "If the fairy can't understand it, it's better to listen to that person to explain it. If he has no intentions for you, this is a bad fate, which can be cut off. If he also has the heart, the fairy will listen to me three times." ask."

"Let's talk about it." Chu Lan finally got to the point because he heard his words were reasonable, so she said, "Just ask."

"First, is it more pleasant or sad for Xianjun to live with him for a hundred years?"

This is an easy answer, Chu Lanyin said: "I have lived a thousand years, but I can't be more happy than a hundred years."

"Then secondly, how well does this person treat Xianjun, and Xianjun is willing to treat him with the same kindness?"

Chu Lanyin nodded: "Yes, he treated me very well, and I would like to treat him a thousand times more."

You wood!Zhenzhu yelled in his heart, it's already at this point, you've settled everything after a fight, and it's my turn to talk nonsense.

Then he took a deep breath, conscious that his fate was also on this question, and said solemnly: "The last question, Xianjun, there is no love, why do you need to prove it again?"

"Hey, how did you talk?!"

The fox turned into a human form, and tugged on Zhen Zhu's sleeve, "Don't die!"

The bamboo demon frowned and explained: "Xianjun, my body is planted outside Shenlongguan. The vegetation turns into a demon, similar to the spirit race. I also feel the changes in the pit every day. This is a troubled time. Fate is like a speck of dust, in fact, there is no need for Xianjun to search for this answer at this time, because Xianjun already knows the answer."

He paused, glanced at the fox demon behind him, and said: "The demon clan is struggling in Taihui, and the fox and I have low mana, so we fled here. Monsters and humans who can go anywhere."

The bamboo demon performed a monk ceremony, and said with a wry smile: "In such a troubled time, there are many birds flying into the forest, running for their own lives, but the person the fairy said can still hope that the fairy is well. If the fairy also hopes that he will be peaceful every year, It means caring for each other and being happy with each other, and there is love in this place.”

It is also very difficult for monsters to survive in Taihui. For example, there are countless examples of the pear flower demon being captured to make alchemy.

Besides, if the other party is really a ruthless Taoist monk, it's not known if they really asked for a fire and burned them into pills. Instead of rhetoric, it's better to be bold.

You know the answer, please don't ask whether our answer is satisfactory.

Chu Lanyin lowered her eyes, thought for a long time, put down a bag of Lingshi, jumped out of the window and left.

After he left, Yanluo let out a long sigh of relief.

Her tail swept across the ground, "I scared the demon to death, are all the monks so weird now?"

Playing with the spirit stone between his fingers, he said with a smile: "You are quite bold, but let me tell you, if you practice double cultivation with that person, if you break the way, you will be merciful, if you don't break the way, you will be ruthless, what's the big deal."

"Nonsense." Zhen Zhu hugged the piano back into his arms, and then heard a 'click' by the window, but the only sound left was the wind.

Yandiao: "..."

Zhenzhu: "He won't hear it?"

Half a month later, Ling Huazong.

After fifteen days, Xie Cangshan and the others finally returned to Xishan.

The pavilion remains the same, but the state of mind is very different.

All of Xie Cangshan's previous plans had to be redone, it took half a month, and it was finally done.

In the Lingquan, he sent out the report of applying for point replacement, his brows were stained by the dense water vapor, and the stars in the sky leaned to one side among the bamboo leaves.

The watch leaked, the sound of water gurgling, and the rustling of bamboo leaves.

Xie Cangshan is sitting by the Lingquan, looking out from the mist.

"Lan Yin?" Xie Cangshan called out.

Jian Ling returned to Xishan one step later, and if he came here, his spiritual power might be damaged.

He was about to get up, but he heard a series of rapid bells ringing next to his ears. It was the sword spirit rushing forward. He didn't have time to ask when it happened, but he pressed his hands on his shoulders and pushed him back!

This set of movements was completed in one go, Xie Cangshan's vision turned and he fell to the ground!

Hanging down like water and green silk, it spread down along the body, and the tips of her hair floated on the surface of the Lingquan water. Chu Lanyin raised her hand at the same time, and put her body to Xie Cangshan's ear heavily.

Ding--

The sword sound lingered for a long time, the sword spirit grabbed his front and generously declared: "Xie Cangshan, I want you!"

Xie Cangshan: "???"

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Yuan: Mr. Xie, in fact, the line of Sword Spirit should be, I want (beep——) you, how did you feel in that second?

Xie Cangshan: ...

Yao: ...Okay, take your time.