To Qing

"Taoyao's spring breeze blows for nine miles, and each mile of spring breeze is green..." The spring breeze is blowing, a young man in white has a slender grass root in his mouth, a huge sword box, and a wine gourd in his hand. With a green jade flute and a gray jade pendant, they swayed and muttered casual poems in a soft voice.

Literary talent is not three points, but happiness is nine points.

Walking leisurely, so uncomfortable!

This person who looks happy and carefree has a simple name - Zhiqing.

Zhiqing only uses his feet to travel, neither horses nor donkeys. He walks on the spring sun, sleeps in the face of the clear moon, and walks happily all the way south.

However, today is a little different - the wind today is much lower than yesterday, and the wind blowing on the face is a bit confusing.

When ordinary people see this wind, they may find a place with the wind to rest for a while, and then continue to walk forward after the wind stops, but Zhiqing is different.He was still humming a little tune, and walked forward with half-closed eyes, as if he didn't care whether the road ahead was rough or not, as long as there was a road, he could walk.

Some winds are not caused by this season.

Some people will not stop because of this strong wind.

A faint sigh came from nowhere.This sigh seemed to be mixed in the wind, drifting back and forth with the wind, seeming far but still near.

The grass root held in Zhi Qing's mouth was blown everywhere, scratching his face itchy, Zhi Qing had no choice but to take out the grass root and sighed softly.

His eyebrows were clear and handsome, and this sigh lowered his eyebrows, making him look even more elegant and indifferent, but the words in his mouth were far from the expression on his face.

"They're all old witches who have lived for hundreds of years, and they still act like a kid who likes to bluff people. After all, what do you want to do?" Zhi Qing stopped walking, but looked into the air.There was nothing there, not even a bird. Zhiqing's eyes fell there, but he seemed to see something very seriously.

"The little girl didn't intend to disturb the venerable, but she didn't dare to show up directly. I hope the venerable will forgive me for using this method."

There was nothing in Zhiqing's eyes, but at this moment, a woman's voice came from there, soft and soft, sweet like heavenly sounds, crisp but lingering, extremely contradictory, and extremely weird.

Zhiqing frowned, put two fingers of his right hand together, and started to move in front of him.A little golden glow gathered on the fingertips, which should have been a messy move by a madman, but his movements were calm and pleasing to the eye.The golden awn on the fingertips lingered and did not disperse, forming an obscure spell in front of Zhiqing.

"go."

Zhiqing's movements were extremely calm, without any stiffness and jerkyness, but such a complicated spell was completed in just a breath.He lightly raised his finger to where the sound came from, and the golden charm flew towards it quickly.

At this time, the wind had already stopped, and Zhiqing continued to hold the grass root in his mouth, looking like a prodigal son.

The talisman seemed to encounter an obstacle somewhere, and disappeared after a short pause.

A woman appeared in front of Zhiqing.

His face is handsome and his eyebrows are mournful.Beauty is beauty, but Zhiqing smells trouble.

The woman didn't speak a word, she just stared at Zhiqing with her mournful eyes.It's not warm, but it doesn't move away, it's soft and soft, just like the hem of her clothes being blown by the wind.

"After all, what's the purpose of the visit?" Zhiqing stood with folded hands, looking at the woman with a pair of clear eyes, as if to dissipate the black air around her.

"Your Majesty can call me Ningxiang. I am a bone demon in the nearby mountains. I came to find Your Majesty to ask His Majesty to save the spirit in the mountain." As she spoke, there was a pleading look in Qiao Niang's eyes, as if she was about to fall. tears.

Zhiqing saw that the black air around her seemed to be wrapped in silk, without wind, it seemed to be soft but lingering.

Without using any magic mirror, Zhiqing knew that what she said was true.She is indeed a bone demon who has practiced for less than 300 years. She has transformed into a flesh body, but she cannot transform into a long-term form.It seems that the 300-year-old Bone Demon has become as weak as a human being. It must have been absorbed by some monster.

"Tell me?"

Bone Demon Ningxiang didn't seem to have thought that the venerable in this world was so easy to talk, and she didn't just stab at her with a sword just because she was a monster, the sadness in her eyes dissipated a little, and instead, there was a little hope, and she spoke : "I am a small bone demon in a famous mountain. There has been a tiger demon king occupying a famous mountain since ancient times. It does not harm ordinary people and does not eat monsters. The monsters cultivate with the essence of the sun and the moon or the haze of the earth's energy, but who knows that an inexplicable big monster appeared a few days ago. Killed and devoured our tiger demon king, and then killed innocent people indiscriminately in the mountains. Because I practiced with the help of the earth energy, I escaped and ascended to heaven with the help of the earth energy, but I dare not return to the famous mountain. On the way to escape, I saw the venerable walking, so I I have been with His Holiness all the way, but I dare not ask His Holiness to help us seek justice..."

Ning Xiang's voice was low and gentle, and there was an indescribable melancholy in her ears.

Zhiqing understands her concerns.

There are more than ten thousand kinds of monsters in the world, and naturally there are more than ten thousand demon masters.Since there are ten thousand people, there will be people who hate monsters and monsters extremely.Although Ning Xiang has been a 300-year-old bone demon, she can't even maintain her figure at this moment, which shows how weak she is.

Zhiqing sighed, and raised her hand to grab it. Before Ningxiang could react, she had become a small ball of light and was held by Zhiqing in his hand.

"Your breath is weak, while recuperating in my sleeve, show me the way." After finishing speaking, Zhiqing put the little ball of light in his sleeve.

Seeing the uneasiness of the light group, Zhiqing didn't say much to comfort him, but just roughly judged a direction based on the ray of evil spirit in the air.

The place Ningxiang pointed to was actually the place he wanted to go on this trip.

This may be God's will.He is not the only person who comes and goes here, and Ning Xiang happened to meet him.

All the way south, the sky is getting dark.

"My lord is different from what I thought." A weak voice came from the sleeve, but his vitality recovered a lot.

Zhiqing has a lot in his sleeves, if he can't get in by himself, otherwise he would like to go inside and wait and see why monsters always like to stay inside and gradually recover their injured bodies.

"Then according to what Ningxiang thinks, what should I look like?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of Zhiqing's lips, and he didn't know if he knew it.

"It should be serious and majestic."

Zhi Qing laughed out loud, shaking his head slightly.He has heard this remark not only from Ningxiang, a monster, but it seems that all the monsters in the world feel that the more powerful and capable a person is, the more they need to look calm and solemn.

"Let Ningxiang down."

Zhiqing's voice with a smile reached Ningxiang's ears through a layer of thin sleeves, and she immediately responded: "I think this kind of honor is unexpected, but it is very reassuring." Once, Ningxiang's voice was no longer soft and soft, but a little more serious, and her voice was a little firmer than before.

Zhiqing knew that Ningxiang wanted to say that he looked good, but he still knew how much he weighed, so he stopped repeating such questions that were always in exchange for compliments, and asked Ningxiang a little about the famous mountain .

It is only more than ten miles to the famous mountain.Zhiqing still walked at a wobbly pace, but arrived at the famous mountain in half an hour.

The scene in front of me was completely different from before.

The black clouds are like thousands of troops and horses rushing and overturning on the battlefield, and the sound of the wind is like the sound of swords and swords.

This is really a heavy cloud.

"You don't know the origin of this monster?"

Zhiqing stood in front of the famous mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountain that seemed to be trapped by black clouds.From here, it can be seen that the mountain is beautiful and elegant, but it is completely destroyed by the black clouds all over the sky.

The earth's energy is surging and chaotic, the cloud's energy is sleepy and manic, the spiritual energy is scattered and faint, and the monster's energy is even more raging and arrogant.

Where did monsters have such great abilities?

"He has already turned into a human form, and he doesn't know his real body. But he has a pair of red pupils, and he doesn't speak. Anyone who gets close will be cut off."

After listening to Ning Xiang's words, Zhi Qing's brows and eyes that had always been like a breeze without leaving a trace finally left some traces, a little bit of doubt, a little bit of doubt.

This kind of rhetoric is too general, it demonizes the human form, apart from beauty and ugliness, there is no way to tell what kind of monster it is.

And this monster...

Qing Wei twirled his fingers, a little bit of jumping blue fire cooled and went out again.

This monster aura only has an unpleasant rancid smell, how can one smell what kind of monster it is.

Tsk tsk, it seems that there is only one meeting.

Zhiqing walked towards the famous mountain.