He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

Just before Xie Yunlian woke up, Qi Hanzhi closed his eyes again and went back to sleep. He didn't open his eyes until he got up on weekdays in the sunlight that flooded over the window sill.

The person beside him has disappeared, and the flower beside the bed has changed.

There was some commotion in the courtyard, and I don't know what Xie Yunlian was doing.

Qi Hanzhi didn't really want to get up yet, so he stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Why can't I see faces?Several possibilities popped up in his mind back and forth, from something wrong with the soul to something wrong with the formation, he thought about everything, and finally remembered that when he didn't know Xie Yunlian back then, he had heard an arrangement of .

It is said that Yuejun has a high temperament, just like the moon among the clouds, cold and taciturn, never see him take the initiative to greet others.

Qi Hanzhi turned over, put one hand under his ear, raised his gaze, and slanted across the lowest point of the window sill, and saw the head of the fairy with a full tuft of hair outside the window.

No matter how you look at this arrangement, whether it is "aloof" or "reticent", it has nothing to do with Xie Yunlian himself, but Qi Hanzhi carefully recalled the fact that he never greeted people, it seems... There is indeed something thing.

It's just that now Xie Yunlian is not just a talented junior like he was back then. When he came to Kunlun, this person was already respected as an "immortal venerable", and everyone in the Xianzong would greet him with a little face, so they covered up this point.

If Xie Yunlian was a mortal girl, she could probably be classified as a well-educated lady. When Yunyin was a mortal, she was at least a modest son.In Qi Hanzhi's now self-consciously inaccurate understanding, Xie Yunlian is not the kind of arrogant person, on the contrary, Xianzun often thinks that he is very ordinary, so...

Qi Hanzhi sat up from the bed with a "chuckle", alarming the immortal outside the window.

Xie Yunlian turned his head, and the two of them met through the half-opened window, and he had a smile in his eyes, put down what he was doing, turned around and walked in.

The demon lord looked at him with a little scrutiny, and landed on the long standing fairy.

... Is there a possibility that Xie Yunlian, who has a smart face, is face blind?

The more Qi Hanzhi thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. If Xie Yunlian couldn't remember the faces clearly, then whether it was the blurring in the inner demon realm or the "arrogant" refusal to greet others, it could all be explained.

And in the same way, if Xie Yunlian can't even remember the appearance of other people, but he hasn't been able to find out for 100 years, and he believes in some nonsense that looks similar to Bai Yueguang, doesn't it mean that... he also has a smart face. My lord is a fool.

Qi Hanzhi decided to test it a little bit, observed secretly, and first casually said hello: "What are you going to do?"

"The Kunlun selection test will be in a few days." Xie Yunlian sat down beside him: "These days are not very peaceful, senior brother wants me to go to the Missionary Institute to give two-day lectures while the new disciples are getting started."

"It's not peaceful?" Qi Hanzhi had been focusing on Xie Yunlian for the past two days, and after hearing this, he suddenly remembered that there was still such a big mess outside.

"En." Xie Yunlian tied up Qi Hanzhi's hair, then dampened the cloth and handed it over: "Ye An has come back to life."

Qi Hanzhi paused for wiping his face: "Really?"

"Leaving a mark and being provocative, but I haven't seen him in person." The matter involved Xie Yin, Xie Yunlian was unwilling to say more.

Qi Hanzhi slowly tossed the cloth towel between his hands, closing his eyes and thinking.

Now that the power of form cultivators is weakening, and Ye An has been trapped under the abyss for so many years, not to mention the cultivation base, even the body is not necessarily still there, and it is not good to show up rashly. It is reasonable to hide, but I don't know this. What is the provocation for?

"What happened to those Wanmin Towers?" Qi Hanzhi intuitively felt that there was something wrong with those towers.

"It has been handed over to senior brother." Xie Yunlian answered every question.

Qi Hanzhi nodded, feeling a little relieved.I don't know what the function of the formation patterns recorded in the pagoda is. Gui Yunji is known as the number one formation master in the cultivation world. It is much safer for him to come forward than Qi Hanzhi and Xie Yunlian.

Thinking of this, Qi Hanzhi frowned slightly, and muttered, "I feel like I forgot something."

Xie Yun's eyes darkened slightly.

That day, Xie Yin was holding the phoenix feather and holding A Qi's wrist. He didn't reveal a little bit of breath, but when A Qi noticed, Xie Yunlian didn't even think about it at that time, and threw out the apprentice stuffed in his sleeve. All the luck was carried with him because the Immortal Venerable made an arrangement to catch the phoenix, and he didn't want anyone to know about it, so he naturally disliked his apprentice getting in the way, so he slipped it from the tank into his sleeve.

At that time, Ah Qi clearly didn't remember the past 400 years ago, but Xie Yin was always different from others, and he could even give the phoenix feather as a gift.Now that he has fully remembered, if he knew that Xie Yin was Yun Yin's reincarnation...

Thinking of this, Xie Yunlian's breath was slightly suffocated, and countless dark emotions surged up in his heart. He used vicious means to imprison Aqi here. Evil thoughts.

With a "snap", Qi Hanzhi slapped Xie Yunlian's leg with one hand, which disturbed Xianzun's thoughts, and he didn't know it. He said with a bit of embarrassment in his tone: "Speaking of which, Ranshuang and Lin Zui go Where is it?"

Xie Yunlian: "..."

It turned out that I remembered this.

"It seems that I saw Lin Zui that day. Is the matter between him and Xie Yin settled?" Qi Hanzhi deliberately glanced at the immortal, and said lazily, "Cultivation of the heart is the most important thing in the Yuanying period. I don't know that he still has heart knots about what happened back then, if he just procrastinated and only found out that he was trapped by demons when he ascended, I, as a master, would be ashamed to see others."

The Mojun pointed out that Sang's skill in scolding Huai's yin and yang has never retreated half a bit, but Xie Yunlian's face did not show any change, as if he was not the one who scolded him, and even said calmly: "I don't know either."

Qi Hanzhi was taken aback: "They didn't come back?"

Xie Yunlian looked at him innocently and nodded.

Qi Hanzhi: "..."

Really two very responsible masters.

So Xie Yunlian, in front of Qi Hanzhi, pinched a messenger talisman and ignited it under someone's condemning and innocent eyes, assuming that he was responsible for the safety of his disciples.

There are many years in the mountains, Xie Yunlian went to the riverside to finish his water pavilion in the afternoon, Qi Hanzhi swayed to the study, rummaged through it for a long time, took out a jade slip, and wrote "Appreciation of the Immortal Monarch's Charm" in six big characters, In the lower right corner, "500 Year Edition" is marked in small characters.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yunlian had such a dishonest jade slip.

The Demon Lord gave a "tsk", sure that there must be many portraits among them, so he stuffed it into his sleeves and went to the river.

The rattan chair was still in place yesterday, but today Xi Hanzhi had another purpose, so he didn't lie down on it, and pretended to walk around the water pavilion twice to supervise the workman, and then sat directly beside Xie Yunlian.

The Immortal Venerable was carving patterns on a certain piece of wood. The Demon Lord first praised the Immortal Venerable for his superb carving skills, and then turned to the topic, handed the jade slip forward, and said confidently: "Open it for me."

The jade slip needs to be opened by the divine sense, so it can be quickly read by the divine soul, and it can also be displayed like a book page. Qi Hanzhi is now locked by this broken chain and cannot use the divine sense. It is reasonable to ask the immortal for help.

Immortal Venerable kept moving in his hand, he reached out a wisp of divine consciousness to open the jade slip, the next moment a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the man was wearing a blue shirt, holding a book in his hand, as if he heard something, he turned his head and looked, revealing A slightly helpless smile.

Qi Hanzhi commented half deliberately and half accidentally: "Mu Tingjun, the eldest son of Tianji, when was this photo taken? Looks much younger than now."

Immortal Venerable glanced casually, and silently stopped his hands: "More than 300 years ago, after the war between good and evil."

Qi Hanzhi turned his head to look, and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"A few years after the battle between good and evil, I first met Xiao Fengyue, and he forced this thing over." Xie Yunlian added with deep meaning: "I haven't read it once."

Xiao Fengyue is used to messing around with unscrupulous things, no wonder there are such strange things in Xianzun's study.

Qi Hanzhi acted as if he couldn't hear the veiled accusation from the celestial venerable, so he tapped the jade slip, and the blue-shirted gentleman appeared in ink next to him, "Mu Tingjun, the third disciple of the 27th generation of the Tianji sect, voted for one."

The ink writing stopped for a moment, and another line of small characters appeared, "I personally think that the vote is greatly affected by the prestige. In terms of appearance alone, the ranking is a bit biased now. This child is still young, and his reputation is not obvious now. And There will be changes in the next election after a hundred years."

Qi Hanzhi took the jade slips just to test Xie Yunlian, but he felt a little interesting when he saw this line of evaluation, and asked, "So what will be the ranking of Mu Tingjun in a hundred years?"

Xie Yunlian looked directly at Qi Hanzhi, his expressionless face was like a rhetorical question, do you think I would know?

Of course, the Immortal Venerable would not speak like this, he just calmly put down the wood in his hand, and performed a cleansing technique.

Qi Hanzhi looked down at the faint fingerprints on the wood that was about to be carved, then looked up at the Immortal Venerable, and suddenly understood the really effective way to find the former Taoist companion unhappy.

"Mu Tingjun, the eldest son of Tianji, is now more prestigious than before. Although he is not as tender as before, he still has a certain charm. I don't know how he is ranked now. It is really curious." He asked: "What does the Immortal think?"

Immortal Venerable didn't think so, said "Yes", and said: "Mu Tingjun accepted a disciple 30 years ago."

"Huh?" Qi Hanzhi was puzzled. He had an impression of this and was invited to watch the ceremony, but what did it have to do with it?

"A few days ago, he sent another invitation card, inviting me to go to the Tianji Sect to watch the ceremony of the bond between him and his disciple." Xie Yunlian said coldly: "I sent a message to him and said, 'Heli is inconvenient to go', I didn't go."

Qi Hanzhi: "..."

Qi Hanzhi was stunned, and thought that the posture of the Immortal Venerable seemed to be abandoned by him.Before he could say anything, Xie Yunlian said again: "However, the ceremony of forming a contract between him and his disciple is scheduled for half a year later. If there is any change at that time, I may be able to congratulate him in person."

The Demon Lord tasted the product, and felt that if he understood correctly, the former Taoist partner meant that he wanted to get back together with him, and his heart was clear.

dream.

Noble as Qi Hanzhi snorted coldly in his heart, as if he didn't understand, he turned around, pressed the corners of his lips that were raised at some point, tapped his fingertips on the jade slip, Mu Tingjun disappeared, and his eyes changed again. There was a man in white. This man was sitting upright, wiping the long sword in his hand. He also seemed to be called by someone. When he turned his head, there seemed to be frost and snow on his brows. Realizing what the man behind him was doing, he frowned. The long sword in his hand was sharp, as if it would be unsheathed in the next moment.

"Ji Han? He would agree to appear on this?" Qi Hanzhi tapped the jade slip again as he spoke, and the ink characters emerged. "Ji Han, 35 generations of disciples of Yunshan Sword Sect, voted 99", followed by a row of small characters "This photo was purchased with three thousand high-grade spirit stones, sword cultivator, huh".

Qi Hanzhi saw the fine print clearly, and couldn't help laughing out loud. With one hand resting on the Immortal Venerable's sword, he couldn't help but raised his eyes and asked him, "Isn't the Immortal Venerable a sword cultivator back then? Is it so difficult?"

Xie Yunlian's downcast eyes seemed to be filled with joy, and after thinking for a moment, he said truthfully: "We are not far away."

Qi Hanzhi was surprised, he was just asking casually, Xie Yunlian had always been very wealthy in his impression, not to mention how much precious materials were used in the construction of the Tianmiao Peak, and the exotic flowers and plants of the Immortal Venerable The extravagant habit of putting them in the bedside vase is that the two of them went out these years, and they went to various fairy markets and merchants' pavilions. Xie Yunlian went shopping and threw Lingshi, but he didn't blink.

Could it be that all sword cultivators in the world are generally poor, even if they are as rich as Kunlun, they don't pay sword cultivators a monthly salary?

Qi Hanzhi euphemistically expressed his doubts.

Xie Yunlian explained: "There is no difference in monthly salary. Inner sect disciples get a hundred high-grade spirit stones every month, and elders get five hundred. Compared with the monthly salary of Jianzong disciples who get thirty and elders one hundred and fifty, it is much higher."

Qi Hanzhi lowered his head to look at the piece of wood that had just had his fingerprints on it, and roughly estimated that it was worth dozens of Sword Sect disciples. To the extent that Jianzong can even be brought together.

After being silent for a long while, I couldn't help asking: "Then how... did you make money properly?"

My treasury mainly depends on ransacking the house, Xie Yunlian doesn't look like the villain who is waiting to rob the house.

Xie Yunlian's eyes fell on the jade slip in Qi Hanzhi's hand, and he repeated: "A few years after the battle between good and evil, I first met Xiaofengyue."

Qi Hanzhi: "?"

Can Xiao Fengyue, that stingy thing, generously donate money to help Xie Yunlian?

"At that time, some sects made trouble for him, so I helped to solve it." Xie Yunlian paused, and continued: "Take the opportunity to get acquainted."

The word "take the opportunity" has a deep meaning.

Qi Hanzhi's heart skipped a beat, he remembered a story Xiao Fengyue told him when he was idle.

The protagonist of the story is a fool who has a sweetheart who is extravagant and desperate.

The idiot is a poor ghost, but fortunately he still has some strength. He searched for natural resources and treasures everywhere, but he met profiteers and was cheated several times.The idiot is not that stupid, he chose a new partner, the kind-hearted Pavilion Master Fengyue, waited for the opportunity for more than half a year, and finally helped him solve a small problem after a grand meeting.

At that time, Qi Hanzhi sneered and mocked Xiao Fengyue: "I think it's because you like what they have in their hands, so you should wait for the opportunity to snatch the supply."

Xiao Fengyue repeatedly denied: "The kind-hearted Pavilion Master Fengyue just can't bear to see him being deceived by profiteers."

"What happened later?" Qi Hanzhi was quite disdainful of Xiao Fengyue's claim, and asked, "A profiteer like you can make people lose everything?"

"Good nephew, I'm afraid you may have misunderstood uncle." Xiao Fengyue sighed: "Later, this man bullied the kind-hearted pavilion master and insisted on becoming a partner. The sweetheart who wants to, only hates the momentary soft-heartedness back then, alas, let's treat it as a field that does not flow to outsiders."

Qi Hanzhi suspected that the cheap uncle was making up nonsense: "Is there anyone else who can bully you?"

Xiao Fengyue clicked her tongue twice, shook her head, closed the folding fan in her hand, and knocked on the noble head of the Demon Lord: "Fool."

That long knock seemed to have just landed on the tip of his heart at this moment, and the slow knock produced some inexplicable taste.

Fool.

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