My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

In the silent darkness, Wen Yuxie once again glanced calmly at the person walking in front from the corner of his eye.

In the corridor, thin light fell on the man, the dark blue robe was darker than the surrounding darkness, and the half-hidden outline was cold and sharp... It was indeed the usual coldness of Sect Leader Qing appearance.

She still didn't feel right.

A few hours ago, Sect Leader Qing led everyone into the teleportation circle leading to the underground of Shifang Pavilion. This was actually the magic circle buried by Sect Leader Qing when Cang Li was investigating around the station.

Arriving in front of the huge door of the underground station, Zai Chuan, head of Qing, unsheathed it, and split open the restriction on the door in an instant.

The heavy and old stone giant door opened suddenly, and a gust of wind of unknown origin rushed out of the door, raising the hem of everyone's clothes, revealing the empty and spacious corridor behind the door.

At that moment, she caught a glimpse of Sect Master Qing's eyebrows sinking slightly.

She is not Xia Qi, so she has no ability to read any meaning from this expression... She can only follow Sect Leader Qing silently into the garrison.

It is easy to find the magic circle transferred from Lingying Mountain's demonization and demon cultivators. After all, the magic vine energy is used as the energy source, and the divine sense is spread out to detect the magic energy, and it is best to go to the place where the magic energy is the strongest.

The underground corridors of the Shifang Pavilion are criss-crossed, half of which are empty prisons, and half of which are large and small secret rooms sealed with many ominous things.

Crowds of monsters came roaring and rushing, and the disciples flashed their swords one after another.

After all, it is the resident, the monsters have a strong demonic energy, which is different from the past, and there are even demonized demon cultivators, but there is no figure of the person behind the scenes.

Also, after Xu Shen led the Shifang Pavilion disciples to attack Xiaoshan, the people behind the scenes killed all the people left in the Shifang Pavilion.This kind of crazy person who can crush everything, presumably will not have other trusted minions except monsters.

Not to mention condescending, personally guarding the basement of the station.

Not long after, everyone fought and walked, and followed the head of Qing to approach the magic circle.

The situation was not far from the expected situation. In the open stone room, huge and thick magic vines were enclosing the magic circle tightly. There were demonized demon cultivators wandering around, and they killed them as soon as they sensed any movement.

Nan Feng's disciples on this trip are all elite sects, and they will not lose the wind in the fight against demonization and demon cultivators.

Zai Chuan, head of the Qing sect, was sharp and sharp, and his sword light shook the sky star, and directly slashed at the sleeping ogre vine.

Before the magic vine reacted, it was shattered by the surging and thick sword energy, and the magic energy and blood energy in the magic vine also leaked to the surroundings.

The dark blue figure hung over the magic circle, and the robes were windless and automatic.

A moment later, several sword qi hit the magic circle, marking the eyes of the magic circle.

Cang Cheng's disciple quickly stepped forward and began to dismantle it - if the magic circle was destroyed and it exploded, the magic energy absorbed in it would definitely blow up the garrison.At that time, there will be ruins, and the way back will be buried, making it difficult to retreat.

What's more, there are many clues about Shifang Pavilion and the people behind the scenes.

Disciple Chang Yao was dealing with monsters around the circle, and disciple Cang Li quickly dismantled the circle at the nodes of the circle, cooperating in an orderly manner.

Wen Yuxie saw that the monsters were gradually being subdued, and the inscriptions on the pitch-black magic circle slowly dimmed, so she felt uneasy.

According to the strength of the people on this trip, there is also Sect Leader Qing who can reach thousands of troops, so it is naturally no problem to destroy a magic circle among the demons.

But... I don't know if she was careless, but she always felt that it was too smooth.

Wen Yuxie wanted to discuss with Sect Leader Qing, but from the corner of his eye, he saw the other party standing in front of a dark fork, his face blurred, and after a few breaths, he actually walked into the corridor leading to nowhere.

She was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the other party had noticed something, so she couldn't help but followed.

Along the way, Sect Master Qing didn't say a single word. She wanted to ask a few times, but gradually realized...whether it was the surroundings or the people around her, something was getting more and more wrong.

Generally speaking, the sect resident will be built in a place with abundant aura, and the underground space of the resident will be used as a prison and a sealed chamber, using the aura gathered in the resident to suppress evil and chaotic things.

This ten-square pavilion is now full of filth and evil spirits, the underground is almost deserted, and the corridors are criss-crossed. Even if you have the spiritual sense to explore the way, it is easy to get lost when you step into it.

And Sect Master Qing seemed to be following something or was guided by something, whenever he encountered a fork in the road, he didn't need to stop to identify it, his pace was not procrastinated, and his sleeves almost picked up the breeze.

And the roads on both sides are getting more and more strange.

Since the underground is only used by this sect, it is not considered a facade, except that it is full of prohibition runes, the rest will not be built too carefully.

After walking for a while, the surrounding corridors are no longer plain and unadorned. The walls are covered with delicate and complicated lines, and the colorful murals are gradually becoming apparent—not the usual luxurious style of Shifang Pavilion, but with an obvious sense of solemnity and antiquity. Like a majestic palace.

Wen Yuxie was startled, the Shifang Pavilion had such a layout?She wanted to talk to the people who were traveling with her, so she looked up, her eyes widened hesitantly, and the words stopped in her throat.

At this moment, she noticed that the people around her suddenly became strange.

The people who walked past the ancient murals of Sen Leng walked calmly, the misty light illuminated the calm and indifferent eyes with a little blue, and the whole body was full of awe-inspiring majesty.

What she saw in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with some unknown time and space, and the person in front of her seemed to belong to that time and space.

Wait, time and space?

Wen Yuxie finally noticed something, stopped in his tracks suddenly, put aside the wild thoughts in his mind, and hurriedly stopped Sect Master Qing from moving forward: "Senior, these corridors are stacked with space magic circles, no wonder the more you go, the less they look like the original ones." If you go on, you don't know where you will be taken, and it must be a dangerous situation where you will never return."

Qing Yan stopped after hearing the words.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw that the other party did not look at her, but slowly talked about other things: "Master Wen, the dismantling of the transfer magic circle is not going well, if the devilish energy left by the magic vine is not cleared , the magic circle will be rebuilt when it touches the magic energy."

Wen Yuxie was taken aback, did he receive a report from disciple Cangcheng?

There are endless monsters in the underground space, the spread of demon energy, and the corridors superimposed with the space magic circle... This place is really not that simple.

Qing Yan slightly raised her hand and made a tactic, a small faint blue magic circle instantly appeared around the two of them.The cold light reflected on his face, making his expression cold and distant.

"When I entered the corridor, I left a teleportation circle in the stone room, and I was able to return to the front of the circle in an instant. The disciples of Cang Li had already noticed the clues of the magic circle, and would build a magic circle around them to remove the magic energy. In the formation, you can isolate the demonic energy. Then use the long rhyme technique to erase all traces of the inscriptions on the formation, and the formation will disappear completely."

Wen Yuxie saw that the head of the sect was comprehensive, he had planned long ago, and the countermeasures were clear, so he couldn't help laughing at himself for being too active.

She walked into the magic circle: "Senior is thoughtful, in this way, it will be solved..."

Halfway through the conversation, she saw that Sect Master Qing hadn't moved in place. She paused in surprise, then understood the other party's intentions, and hurriedly said, "The danger ahead is extremely dangerous, senior must not..."

The magic circle took effect instantly, taking her figure away, and the scene in front of her also disappeared.

In a hurry, she saw that the sect master nodded calmly at her, her eyes were indifferent, and she left a sentence——

"Sorry, I have to go. After erasing the magic circle, please ask Sect Master Wen to lead the disciples to leave quickly."

Qing Yan naturally knew that there was a space magic circle stacked in the corridor, and also knew where the space magic circle would lead people to.

On the way from the shelter to the station, many demonized demon cultivators and groups of monsters came to intercept them.

Others just focused on hunting chaotic and filthy things full of demonic energy, but what the black shadow fell on his ears was a hoarse and sad cry. These voices penetrated the sea of ​​consciousness and overlapped with the familiar and reverent voices in the distant memory .

It reminded him that the one he was facing with his sword now was the subjects who were protected by him a hundred years ago.

However, these black shadows came back from massacres in other prefectures, and their bodies were stained with many bloody crimes, and the sharp swords they held also slashed at innocent disciples around them.

Veins protruded from the back of his hand, and Zai Chuan's sword was slightly stagnant, but he didn't take it back after all.

He will definitely not let go of the person who humiliated the souls of his subjects so much.

All the demonized demon cultivators who were perceived in front of the giant gate of the resident a few days ago have all left the resident.He is now in the space law circle of the station, following the nostalgic atmosphere from thin to clear, walking through all the corridors.

The space magic circle spread out from the Shifang Pavilion to that very familiar place, and the aura there...he wouldn't admit it.

Qing Yan stopped in the dark and dead corridor, stroking the overloaded Chuan Jiansui with his fingertips.He could sense the traces of another person's spiritual consciousness in the mustard seed, and it must have been a message, so he held back for a few breaths, and finally put away the spike of sword.

Then he raised his hand and lightly pressed a certain part of the mural, which was the eye of the space magic circle.

He no longer wasted time circling with the magic circle, and went directly to the place where layers of magic circles lead through the eye of the circle.

Since the behind-the-scenes people had made careful arrangements, they also took the initiative to come to the door, as if they were drowsy, and someone handed them a pillow.

This time he sent him back to his hometown, and he accepted this "good intention".

The room was sunny and sunny, and the open windows on all sides exposed the blue sea.

The wind carrying the fragrance of magnolia flowers gently blows, raising the hazy curtains that hang down the whole room.

The sun and the curtains are vaguely concealed, as if trapped in a sleepless dream.

The faint chirping of seabirds in the distance fell into Qing Yan's ears. He glanced at the wet ink on the book, put down his pen, and looked out the window at the blue and silvery Shen Xinghai.

In the center of the house, there was another person standing respectfully, with his eyebrows downcast, silent.

He retracted his gaze and landed on the clear blue sky outside the house behind the man.

The man seemed to be aware of his gaze, and suddenly his whole body tensed up, and the hair on his tail was raised.But he still did not give up, and continued to beg pleadingly: "... the king, can you take a look at it when you have time? The prayer tower is so majestic. Maybe the king will be happy to see it, and he will be able to set the date for the ceremony."

Qing Yan lowered his eyes in silence, looking at the cup of tea on the desk.

One side of the water was clear, reflecting his calm blue eyes, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

Seeing that he was still unmoved, the people in the room drooped their furry ears, but they didn't dare to complain, they just retreated respectfully and quietly.

When the man got off the stairs, several people surrounded him and asked them eagerly. After getting the same answer again, they all left dejectedly.

The person they chose to persuade the king was already the most eloquent among them.

From this point of view, it is impossible for the king to set a date for the blessing ceremony as soon as possible.

Qing Yan sighed almost imperceptibly.

He got up slowly, left the desk, and walked to the window.

This window faced Shen Xinghai, and a magnolia tree grew on a steep place outside the window.Magnolia is nourished by spiritual energy all the year round, and the blossoming flowers are in full bloom, contrasting with the blue sky on a sunny day, forming a beautiful scene, just like the clear snow in summer.

The comfortable sea breeze caresses the hair on the temples, making people feel a little warm and lazy.He thought to himself, this beautiful scenery must bring...

As soon as the thought came to him, he paused slightly, lowered his eyes and pondered, seemingly puzzled.

Something was about to be drawn out of the thick fog, but was suddenly interrupted by a slight sound outside the window.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was a familiar breath.

With a helpless sigh in his heart, "Here we come again", he leaned out of the window unhurriedly, and under the cliff outside the window was Shen Xinghai rolling white waves.

I saw two little boys who hadn't learned how to transform themselves, struggling to pull on the bricks under the window, hanging precariously, their little faces turned pale with fright, and they were about to cry, and the hairs on their ears and tails were sticking up.

After seeing him, he blew out snot bubbles in aggrieved voice, and cried out loudly: "King, save us one more time, you will definitely not dare to do it next time..."

Qing Yan watched for a moment leisurely, and when the cubs' swearing cries became incomparably sincere, he carried the two cubs into the room with ease, a fleeting smile floated in his blue eyes.

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