My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Wen Yuxie rushed to the Xiaoshan station from the border of Longzhou, twelve days had passed since the accident in Xiaoshan.

Over the past few days, the disciples of the three sects have worked together, and the facilities in the resident have almost recovered.Even thanks to Cang Cheng Changyao's dedication and generosity, many facilities have taken on a new look, and the re-planned layout takes both function and aesthetics into account, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

The defensive formations of each line of defense have been modified and strengthened, and they have all been completed and are operating normally. The shelters built in the residential area have also been completed.

The Qingyan destroyed the source of the magic circle on the border of Longzhou, and the teleportation and soul refining techniques also became invalid. The original demonic beasts and soul-refining demonic beasts in Yunzhang have disappeared. Only the monsters that crossed the sea from Lingying Mountain remained.

The injured disciples are getting better, most of the demon hunters have recovered, and there is no shortage of manpower on duty.

The inscriptions of all the big formations in Xiaoshan are connected with the abbreviated magic circle in the main hall, and all the operation of the big formation is gathered in it, and the spiritual consciousness can cover it at a glance——

Every corner of the resident is completely sheltered.

In the dark and tall hall, the blue and gold inscriptions and forbidden patterns are interlaced, restoring the cold and solemn feeling of the past.

A beam of skylight gathered in the courtyard, falling on the slow-moving blue miniature array, interspersed with brilliance.

Within the range illuminated by the faint blue inscriptions of the abbreviated array, another small-scale magic circle built from talisman paper is faintly circulating.

Enough purple jade is placed in the inscription node of the rune array. According to this amount, the rune array can last for three years.

Of course, the person who set up the formation put the weight of the spirit stones directly in place to guard against the slightest mistake, but he himself didn't want to keep the formation until three years later...

Xia Qi squatted aside, watching Bian Qiuguang peacefully closed his eyes in the talisman array, with a smile on his lips...

He was worried for a while.

Now that the Shifang Pavilion has been destroyed, and the teleportation and soul refining techniques that caused the serious evil have been solved, the remaining thing is to find out who is behind the scenes, and if there is an opportunity, end the centuries-old evil.

Over the years, Yunzhang has been suffering from the plague everywhere, and Xiaoshan almost broke the inheritance. I really don't want the plague to drag on for another three to five years...

He wondered aimlessly, was it a little unlucky to fill up so many spirit stones in one go...

Wen Yuxie, who had been looking at the talisman array by his side for a long time, shook his head at this moment, with a dignified and regretful expression.

Xia Qi was taken aback, he didn't expect his last hope to be shattered so unexpectedly, he stood up hastily, his heart seemed to be filled with lead: "...or there is no other way?"

"Well, I can only say that I can't do anything," she frowned and pinched her chin lightly for a moment, then explained to the people around her, "After the master of the side gate was broken, he spontaneously gathered the fragments of his soul, and you sealed him in time. It’s a good thing that I didn’t get distracted a bit. I just poured out all my life’s knowledge... I don’t dare to entrust the master to restore the soul rashly.”

Chang Yao's crafting and medical skills are excellent, Wen Yuxie is the head of the sect, she is helpless, but there is little hope.

Before Xia Qi's heart sank to the bottom, Qing Yan, who had been silent all the time, said: "Nanfeng's divine doctor, Gu Guzhu, has a wonderful hand to rejuvenate the dead. Got a chance."

Xia Qi was taken aback for a moment, Qingyan in the last life insisted on taking him to the Miracle Doctor Valley to cure Yinyuan's poison, and even pledged his cultivation base. It seems that in Qingyan's eyes, Miracle Doctor Gu did have great supernatural powers.

Wen Yuxie's frowning brows have not yet loosened: "Nan Feng Miracle Doctor Gu's dual practice of medicine and poison does have some rare healing methods. However, it has disappeared for five years, and no one has found the entrance of Miracle Doctor Valley. It is rumored that Miracle Doctor Gu Yinmo Suffered and moved away from the world..."

A few years ago, Chang Yao had a business relationship with Miracle Doctor Valley for regional medicinal herbs, but it also started five years ago, and he never received a reply from Miracle Doctor Gu, as if the world had evaporated.

Xia Qi heard that there was still hope, so he was a little more optimistic: "It's better than no hope. If you have a direction, you can give it a try even if you have a chance."

What's more, if nothing unexpected happens, they will soon go to Nanfeng.It's just that the sects haven't negotiated a unified opinion yet, and the three of them didn't say much.

Knowing that this matter came to an end, Wen Yuxie coughed in the quiet atmosphere for a while, bid farewell to the two of them very discerningly, and left the whole quiet and dark hall for the private conversation between Taoist couples.

Xia Qi quietly looked down at the blue talisman array, momentarily absent-minded.

His hand was suddenly pulled up, and the familiar warmth wrapped him. He couldn't help being taken aback, looked up at Qing Yan, and smiled in relief: "Bai Lan, I'm fine, I was just thinking that the miracle doctor Valley has been passed down for thousands of years." , will not disappear without a trace, there will always be traces to follow."

Qing Yan's eyes were half-dim and half-bright under the halo of the talisman array, and the tranquility in the eyes was reflected like the mottled moonlight in the deep sea, deep and blue.

"Cang Li has been in contact with Miracle Doctor Gu for hundreds of years, and then the other party unilaterally broke contact, so he must have to hide from the world. A few days ago, I asked Tingyun to try to contact and find Miracle Doctor Gu... I wanted to wait until I got news. you."

Xia Qi's grasped hand subconsciously turned back to hold Qingyan's. It turned out that Qingyan had already taken this matter to heart, but he was afraid that he would be happy if he couldn't find it.

He lightly scratched Qingyan's warm palm, and looked back with a quiet smile: "I know. Bo Lan tried to help me, which made me feel at ease and happy."

Qing Yan stared at him, silently bending her lips.

Then Xia Qi thought of something, glanced at the dark and silent depths of the hall, and was silent for a while: "Bai Lan, can you go somewhere with me..."

In the hall stood the soul lamps of all the disciples of Xiaoshan.

The sect master's ring could sense the moment when the shadow ring left the demon hunter, and after the war, he also counted the situation of the surviving disciples... But as the new sect master, he should go and see the soul lamps that were extinguished.

Recently, he has been so busy that he has not stopped for a moment. As the sect master, the things he needs to face are more troublesome than monsters. He really doesn't have the courage to walk to the hall from the cold wind and snow.

He was afraid that once he faced the extinguished coldness, it would be like sending off at the cemetery again and again, and the courage he had finally condensed would be scattered.

Recently, the situation in Xiaoshan has started to improve, and with the company of Qingyan, he will not be afraid of all kinds of dangers, so he wants to go and have a look.

Ever since Qing Yan entered the hall, he has restrained his spiritual sense in a polite and self-sufficient manner, not letting his spiritual sense spread to spy on the important places of the sect, and he does not know the layout beyond the naked eye.

However, according to the conventional layout of the main hall of the sect, it is speculated that the depth of the hall should be a place like an ancestral hall.

"Well, I don't know the way, please ask Ah Qi to lead me there."

Xia Qi withdrew his wandering thoughts, couldn't help but smile, and the depression that had floated up in his heart dissipated again.

The lighting runes flickered under the feet of the two people one after another, like another star trail in the star sea of ​​inscriptions around them, and the only sound of their footsteps remained in the silence.

A moment later, Xia Qi stopped at the end of the hall, holding the warmth that reassured him.

Even if he was mentally prepared, he still inevitably opened his eyes slowly.

Perhaps the people around him noticed that his hands were suddenly cold, and they couldn't help but silently clenched them a little bit, making his spirit, which was unstable due to the turbulent mood, slowly return to its place.

Xia Qi had never been to the deep part of the hall, and today was the first time he saw it... The place where the soul lamp was placed was far bigger than he imagined.

At the end of the main hall, there are three huge wall-mounted wooden frames leading directly to the top of the main hall. Since the founding of Xiaoshan sect, the soul lamps of each disciple have been placed on the three tall walls in order of the time of the entry sect——

From the early days of the establishment of the faction a hundred years ago, down to the great war not long ago, when they entered Xiaoshan, the soul lamp was not removed even if it was extinguished, as if it was the eternal return of every demon hunter.

Xia Qi raised his head in the darkness, his gaze passed one soul lamp after another almost solemnly.

The burning candles are like sporadic sparks in the eternal night, each lighting up a small piece of heaven and earth, safe and firm.

The two of them felt as if they were surrounded by the star river in the dark night, and the long river of time was silent and heavy, making the people in it even more insignificant.

Qing Yan stood aside, watching Xiaoshan's new sect master silently raised his hand to hold his heart, knelt on one knee in front of the thousands of soul lamps, closed his eyes solemnly, and slowly gave the most solemn salute of a demon hunter.

The young silhouette was half-hidden in the candlelight, and the gentle and handsome face in the past was solemn and sad, making the eyebrows and eyes quiet and sharp.

This quiet silhouette slowly fell on his heart, and he realized that the turmoil of the world gradually sculpted his Taoist companion into an appearance with clear sorrow and joy, free love and hatred, and more tenacious and peaceful appearance.

Xia Qi touched the beating of his chest, and the words before the Qingyan came out in his heart - respect the sacrifices of the deceased, don't forget them, it is the best farewell to the fallen comrades.

After a while, he straightened up and looked up at Bian Qiuguang's soul lamp.Sure enough, the lamp was about to go out, and the flickering flame hung over his heart.

He couldn't bear to look any longer, and his eyes were slightly staggered and fell elsewhere.

After a few breaths, he was taken aback for a moment.

He frowned slowly, then his body froze, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he squinted at the soul lamp that should have been extinguished beside Bian Qiuguang——

Even like Bian Qiuguang's soul lamp, the faint flame seemed to be there, but it was indeed on.

That is Gu Ying's soul lamp.

Xia Qi trembled all over, as if he was afraid of shattering a dream, he quickly grabbed Qing Yan's sleeves and dared not look any further, and said in a trembling voice: "Bai Lan... help me to see that soul lamp, is it on? ? Could it be my hallucination..."

His voice could not be stopped, and then his heart was hanging on the edge of the cliff, waiting for the slightest disturbance to fall into the abyss.

After a few breaths, Qing Yan's affirmative voice sounded in his ears: "Although it is faint, it has not been extinguished, indicating that people are on the verge of life and death—he is still alive."

Xia Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked over at the lamp, feeling ecstasy and bewilderment at the same time.

The resolute figure that died with the giant python was the last thing he wanted to recall, but it became a nightmare that he dreamed back at midnight.

How could it be... Could it be that Gu Ying has been under the rift, but they have never rescued people... But there is no place to go down the Xiaoshan Rift...

Qing Yan placed his hands on his shoulders, forcing him to look over.

In all kinds of panic, he slowly sank into those calm eyes, and heard Qingyan say: "Aqi, cover the soul lamp with the soul, and use the sect master's shadow ring to measure the position of the soul."

Xia Qi suddenly came back to his senses, that's right, his concern was messed up, why did he forget that the sect master, Shadow Ring, can track the whereabouts of his disciples...

He should have...

Realizing that he was beginning to blame himself for losing his mind, the hands on his shoulders immediately tightened.

He took a deep breath, dismissed distracting thoughts, and forced himself to calm down.

Xia Qi lowered his eyes, his spiritual consciousness carefully and slowly covered Gu Ying's soul lamp, and the hall fell into a quietness that could be heard from falling needles.

After a few breaths, he suddenly raised his eyes and frowned: "In Nanfeng...how could it be in Nanfeng?"

After the Shifang Pavilion was destroyed, Nanfeng became the most likely hiding place for those behind the scenes. Gu Ying, who was killed, went to Nanfeng.

"Aqi," Qing Yan hugged him silently, letting him feel the warm body temperature.Qing Yan seemed to know where his thoughts were going, and the warm and slow voice dispelled the lingering cold, "If Gu Ying was captured by the people behind the scenes, it must be used as a bargaining chip to exchange the price with Xiaoshan. But Gu Ying is still seriously injured The longer the delay, the more risk of losing value. The other party did not come to threaten Xiaoshan when Xiaoshan was hit hard, and missed the best opportunity. There is no reason to wait for Xiaoshan to recuperate and recover his strength before negotiating. "

Xia Qi raised his head suddenly.

What Qing Yan said is right, if you want to negotiate, you can only get the biggest spoils of war when the other party is at the worst position.

If Gu Ying is used as a threat and wants to injure Xiao Shan, the other party will pick Gu Ying as valuable, and Xiao Shan will give a fatal blow when he is at his worst.

if there is not……

Qing Yan comforted him step by step, and her voice became softer: "Although I haven't known the purpose of the person who rescued Gu Ying, she is safe now. The soul lamp has not been extinguished in the past so many days, which proves that the person who saved Gu Ying had no intention of taking it away. Her people don't think she's hopeless and haven't given up."

It's definitely a bright future, not just a happy occasion.

It was only when Xia Qi's heart was filled with great happiness that his eyes felt sore in an instant.

He turned around and threw himself into Qing Yan's arms, buried his face in the warm neck and took a breath of his favorite breath, then rubbed the unrestrained and unshowable weakness on his Taoist companion.

He silently swore that when his master woke up, he must let him see that Sister Ying was fine...

How happy they will be.

Qing Yan embraced Xia Qi, stroked Qingsi's head in his arms and laughed silently, and when he noticed that Xia Qi's mood gradually calmed down, he said: "Let's go to Nanfeng, everything will be resolved."

In the darkness, he remembered something, and his smile faded slightly.

Drooping his eyes to cover the fleeting emotions in his eyes, he unconsciously tightened his grip on Xia Qi.

Unexpectedly, the other party called him lightly, and a gentle smile spread in his eyes.