Walk the career line in Xianxiawen

Shangshi Weiyin did not drink less Yubing Shao. The peak masters in Kunlun left a lot of Yubing Shao and other medicines with similar effects. He likes the sweetness. When he came, they all closed their doors and disappeared, to the point where people hate dogs.

After simply sharing his drinking experience with Shi Wuhui, Shi Wuhui immediately grabbed his sleeve robe with both hands excitedly, as if he had met a bosom friend, tears filled his eyes: "Where is your Excellency in Penglai? I want to visit another day."

"Wait a moment." Wei Yin kneaded the memory of the address of his cave in his mind into a ball of light, and photographed it into the sea of ​​Shi Wu's cypress.

Shi Wuhui never fortified him, and the matter went very smoothly.

Wei Yin made a little trick with the light ball of memory.

He made psychological hints about the miasma in Shi Wuhui's meeting and hid it in the memory light group, waiting for Shi Wuhui to find out by himself.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Shi Wuhui's eyes lit up, and the sword under his feet moved to the left, and it was about to touch Wei Yin's sword. He also leaned up to him, tilting his head in amazement: "It's so strange that you can give memory to me. others?"

"It's not a high-level technique. You can use this technique if your spiritual consciousness is stable." Wei Yin knew that monks mostly used jade slips to convey various messages. This simple and fast method is not widely spread, but it is not uncommon.

Hearing this, Shi Wuhui became more energetic, and pestered him for a while, wanting to learn this technique, Wei Yin did not refuse, and gave him the content of how to use this technique in the form of light balls.

Shi Wuhui got a spell, and following the principle of courtesy and reciprocity, he took out a Buddhist bead from the storage bag and handed it to Wei Yin: "This is a relic, which is what was left when the Buddha practiced until the Nascent Soul sat down. It can remove the demonic energy, fellow daoist accept it."

Wei Yin was also polite and put it into the storage bag.

In addition to this unnamed technique that is not widely spread, there is also the soul search technique. Mei Fuyou almost used it on him, but he used the time slowing technique to move the time forward a few breaths, thus avoiding it.

It's just that there are many people who know the soul search technique, but few people know it, so it's difficult to control it. If you can't control your own consciousness, the light one will be made stupid by the soul searcher, and the serious one will die directly. It is strictly forbidden to learn forbidden techniques.

Wei Yin found out the cause of Master's death in the last life, it was because of the soul search technique.

He sent the general map of the four major sects to Shi Wuhui in light balls, and asked, "Do you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"The way back."

Shi Wuhui seemed to have something hard to say, "The eyes understand, but the brain doesn't understand."

Wei Yin couldn't understand Lu Chi's pain, but he didn't force it, he asked one more question: "You want to go back to the sect?"

"I didn't want to go back, but the younger brother is sick, so I have to go back and see."

Wei Yin thought again that Shi Wuhui was caught in the miasma because of saving people.

Could it be such a coincidence?

Instinctively he wanted to stop him, and said: "Fellow Taoist, come and live in Penglai for a while, there are elders in Penglai who are proficient in alchemy, maybe they can help you a little bit."

Xingxiu silently followed behind the two, his expression slightly moving.

This Wei Yin... wants to save Shi Wuhui?

Wei Yin relied on Shi Wuhui as a road idiot, and wanted to change the route, but Shi Wuhui quickly grabbed Wei Yin's sleeve, "Thank you for your kindness, fellow daoist, I still have to go back and have a look before I can rest assured."

"Then I'll go back with you."

Wei Yin turned his long sword to the side, and decided to meddle in his own business, "I have admired Master Yongsheng of the Wuji Sect for a long time, and I want to go to the Wuji Sect to meet the Master, can I ask a fellow Taoist to recommend me?"

"Just call me Wuhui." Although Shi Wuhui is a road idiot, he can still feel the sudden change of road. Seeing that Wei Yin changed back, he was relieved, "Master Yongsheng is my uncle, if you want to see him, I will speak to him."

After the two discussed it well, Wei Yin remembered that there was such a person as Xingxiu.

Seeing him looking over, Xingxiu showed a cute smile: "Brother, I will go wherever you go."

The three of them came to the periphery of Wuji Sect, Wei Yin took away his sword and followed Shi Wuhui to the inside.

Before entering, Wei Yin already smelled a familiar fishy smell.

Wei Yin flexed his fingers slightly and quickened his pace.

Shi Wuhui's complexion changed suddenly, and he moved his steps to the sect.

There are traces of the destruction of the Protecting Sect formation everywhere, spiritual energy fluttering, destroying insects, fish, birds and beasts, many fishes that gave birth to spiritual intelligence turned their bellies out on the water surface, and they were already dead bodies.

The Promise Sect was turned upside down, and even the roof disappeared without a trace, and the various caves were cut down. It looked fine from the outside, but the inside was almost a ruin.

The ground was dripping with blood, and the entire Wuji Sect was littered with corpses, lifeless and tragic.

Shi Wuhui failed to find someone, so he went to the place where his disciples' life cards were stored as quickly as possible, and found that nearly 650 of the three disciples of Wuji Sect 600 had fallen, and the number was still decreasing!

"Master... junior brother..."

Shi Wuhui no longer had any strength and sat slumped on the ground.

When Wei Yin discovered something was wrong, he had already modified the content of the Dragonfly Teleportation Talisman, and exposed it to the Law Enforcement Hall, and even sent a message to Mei Fuyou who was far away in Kunlun.

Since Wuji Sect is next to Penglai and not far from Kunlun, there is nothing wrong with sending news to Mei Fuyou.

What Wei Yin thought before was that the son of Wujizong was away, and the people from Penglai should have passed the news to Wujizong, but so far, it seems that the two parties have not contacted each other.

At least Penglai didn't know about the Wuji sect being exterminated.

Did the survivors of the Wuji Sect do it on purpose, or did someone in Penglai conceal it?

It's not easy for the Wuji sect to destroy the family, and it didn't even happen in the previous life.

——The sect master was absent due to something, and the sect was silently extinguished. If it wasn't for Shi Wuhui or Lu Chi who went back late, he might be a dead body now. Wei Yin saw many traces of fighting in the sect. Wherever he looked, There were even three-year-old children among the dead.

The Promise Sect is still known as a cultivator who transforms into a god, who dares to be so arrogant?

Xingxiu watched Shi Wuhui faint from crying, and closed his eyes slightly.

Things are taken away.

It's a pity that the person didn't know that the real treasure was Shi Wuhinoki.

The atmosphere was gloomy, Wei Yin was waiting for someone from Penglai, Xingxiu was terrified and shivered, squatting aside with chattering teeth: "Brother, there are a lot of corpses..."

The smell of the place is overwhelming, the dust is sticky, Wei Yin closed his sense of smell, and suddenly said: "Let's go."

The murderer had already left, otherwise there would have been a brawl when they entered the Wuji Sect.

His mission has been completed, just go back and collect the money, the investigation of the Wuji Sect's massacre is the business of the four major sects.

After thinking about it, Wei Yin used the photo stone to record the tragic situation of Wujizong, and put it in a new storage bag.

Knowing that the opponent did not release his consciousness, he stared at Xingxiu's back thoughtfully. Xingxiu was carrying people on his back in a regular manner, stepped on his sword, and rushed towards Penglai.

Wei Yin didn't wait for Kunlun to send someone over, Yu Jian caught up with Xingxiu and headed towards Penglai.

……

Kunlun.

Between the major peaks, there is a colossal monster, surrounded by white clouds, surrounded by nine pillars of green dragons. The arches are staggered, like birds flying up to the sky.

In the mammoth hall, there were four people sitting upright, one standing idly, and the other holding his sleeves and lowering his head, not daring to look straight ahead.

"Fuyou, is this little friend a disciple of the Patriarch?"

The master of Yaofeng stroked his beautiful beard, glanced at Jiang Xue with an amiable face: "The foundation has been established at a young age, and the future generations are awesome."

"Fuyou." Qifeng raised his chin and asked, "You said in the jade slip that there are two candidates, where is the other one?"

Mei Fuyou, half a pillar of incense, passed the jade slips to the sect, saying that the young man who had been calculated by Meng Su claimed not to be the disciple of the Lord, and was unwilling to come here. He also mentioned the Taoist priest of the Qing Dynasty. After discussing, I want to accept both of them as disciples.

Hearing this, Mei Fuyou said with a smile: "He is in Penglai. Daoist Qing Rong won't let him come to Kunlun, so I will place him in Penglai."

He also didn't mention Wei Yin's taking time away.

Too good aptitude will lead to snatching, Mei Fuyou wants to abduct people to Danfeng, of course he won't talk too much about Wei Yin's talent, lest he can't snatch him.

He has his own little thoughts, but he doesn't show them on his face, but instead casts his eyes on the silent person.

"This is the first time Senior Sister has made a mistake, right?"

The man was wearing a white robe, a bamboo moon inner garment, a lotus crown with a jade face in a bun, and a silk headband inlaid with two beads that floated to the front of the sleeve. The sun is dappled, a line of dots, unforgettable.

The face is as cold as white jade, and the clothes are like three layers of snow.

Hearing this, she seemed to have finally come to her senses, pondered for a while, opened her lips, and said softly: "Retreat for the next few days, it's inconvenient to count, just do as Fuyou said."

This matter is so settled.

Meng Su figured out that this predestined person was also very sudden. After many years of venerable lord's fall, a teenage apprentice suddenly appeared, and his age was not suitable. Everyone could only rely on the reincarnation of cause and effect. The Lord took him as an apprentice, but they are only now finding someone.

Mei Fuyou also knew that his age was not right, but Qingrong Daoist was different from Meng Su. The other party specialized in arithmetic.Meng Suxiu is proficient in arithmetic, but he also pays attention to his own cultivation. He is proficient in various magical powers, and can even kill people because of cause and effect.

If you use arithmetic to measure the two, Meng Su is not as good as Qing Rong Daochang.

Mei Fuyou was much taller than Jiang Xueqi, but she didn't intend to bow her head, she just tilted her head slightly and asked casually: "Do you have the memory of the Lord accepting disciples?"

Although the four peak masters, one elder, and five Huashen in front of him had withdrawn their aura of coercion, Jiang Xueqi was still under a lot of pressure and felt a little out of breath.

When had he seen so many avatars?

Therefore, when these people were discussing, Jiang Xueqi didn't dare to make a sound.

He thought in a trance: It is much better to be an uncle in Kunlun than to be an ordinary inner disciple in Penglai. The difference in status and status alone is huge.

Therefore, when Mei Fuyou suddenly turned his head to ask him, he swallowed his saliva, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Peak master, Xueqi doesn't remember, and I don't know if he was accepted as an apprentice by the lord, maybe it was in his previous life. What about it?"

Neither seemed to have that memory.

Mei Fuyou was not surprised by this situation. If he really had memories, he would not be wandering outside as a disciple of the Lord. On the way back to the sect, he did think about whether to search for Jiang Xueqi's soul, but he remembered Wei Yin's words and endured it. Living.

If he is really of the same generation, it can be said that his actions were found out by the patriarch Quanxia, ​​which can be described as outrageous.

Meng Su sat there with his back tensed, staring at the three inches in front of him in a daze.

No one noticed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

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