The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

Watching the old man go away, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and looked around, it was gloomy, he didn't know where the two senior brothers were, his legs and feet were a little weak.

"Go northeast, and you can go out."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, Zhou Yan was startled, and immediately recognized that it was Mu Qi, turned around, and saw Mu Qi leaning over pushing a wheelchair.

"Senior brother Muqi." Seeing Muqi, Zhou Yan calmed down a lot, and went up to support his wheelchair, "Why are you here?"

The two walked towards Shengmen together, Mu Qi explained:

"The gramophone says you'll be back that night, but it's been three days and I still haven't seen you..."

Feeling guilty, Zhou Yan had some doubts, "Senior brother, how did you know that I am in Changle Town?"

Mu Qi was taken aback for a moment, then gave a 'cough cough', and replied a little embarrassedly:

"Muyou and I were naughty when we were kids. To learn of our whereabouts, Master Master drew invisible tracking symbols on the leaves and hid them on us..."

"Huh? I also have this kind of spell on me?"

Zhou Yan scratched everywhere like a monkey, and finally pulled out a tiny leaf from under the sole of his shoe, "It's so small, can it be used to draw symbols?"

Mu Qi gave another 'cough cough', and defended himself solemnly: "Since Uncle Song Han entrusted you to Tongxuan Peak, I will naturally take good care of you, let alone you see..."

"Senior Brother, did you know that I came here with Senior Brother Rong Shan and the others three days ago?"

Zhou Yan stared at his profile and asked cautiously.

Mentioning this matter, Mu Qi couldn't help frowning, "Zhou Yan, I don't want to prevent you from understanding the truth of the world, but Huaixiang Pavilion...is not a good place to study, if you don't mind, I will temporarily Uncle Dai Song taught you these..."

"what?"

"So you don't want to?"

"No, no, no..." Zhou Yan blushed, why would he not want to spend more time with Mu Qiduo, but would it be too early to start talking about love...

"Junior Patriarch is very knowledgeable, and can also solve your doubts..."

Seeing him getting further and further away, Zhou Yan bit the bullet and said, "I really want you to teach, that's it, it's settled!"

Mu Qi raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and then brought up a serious matter:

"I just passed the boundary river, and I seemed to see Rong Shan and Rong Yin..."

"They said they wanted to catch ghosts, so why did they go to Jiehe?"

"Really? It's the first time I heard that they both have the ability to catch ghosts!"

The two unknowingly walked out of the maze and came outside the town.On a big willow tree by the river in that boundary, there were two white-clothed Taoist priests hanging. One of them, with his fox tail exposed, looked downcastly at the ground, unable to get down.

"Senior brother Rong Shan? Senior brother Rong Zhi?"

The two people who were suspended saw the legs of the wheelchair and the muddy shoes of the younger brother, and they had the urge to dig into the cracks in the ground.

"You two, what ghost are you chasing?"

Seeing Zhou Yan climbing up and down trying to untie the wicker that bound the two, Mu Qi asked with a smile.

Rong Shan knew she was wrong, so she kept silent.On the other hand, Rong Zhi scolded foolishly: "I was teased by that female ghost! Who knows how much magical power a dead soul has!"

"Brother, I can't solve it!"

Zhou Yan was sweating profusely, unable to untie the willow knot.

"It's the magic thread that binds them, not the wicker. Of course you can't untie them."

Presumably, Lianyi tore it from the long incense tube, such a material is really suitable for making swords...

Mu Qi drew a magic circle in front of his chest, and called out his natal sword [Drizzle Rain]. Thousands of lightsabers made of moonlight converged to form a huge sword, following the command of the master, he chopped towards the willow tree.

The restraints on Rong Shan and Rong Zhi did not move at all, and the willow forest beside the boundary river was in a mess.

"Brother, your spiritual power has recovered!"

Zhou Yan was very excited.

"Only [-]%."

Mu Qi secretly wiped his forehead under the black iron mask, and added.

Sure enough, spiritual power has no effect on Mosi...

He took out the incense stick he had just accepted from his pocket, and ordered: "Take it."

The invisible restraint was loosened, and the bamboo thread returned to the body of the bamboo tube along a trajectory invisible to everyone.

Rong Shan and Rong Zhi fell from the tree with a 'crack'.

"Oh my tail!"

Rong Zhi hugged his fox tail, feeling extremely wronged, and before he had time to mourn for the tail hair that fell off, he heard an even more desperate sentence:

"You three, each of you recite the "Pure Heart Mantra" a thousand times."

Mu Qi said with a cold face.

"This, this is too much..."

Zhou Yan blinked, begging him to be more lenient.

"Also, no spells are allowed."

Mu Qi ignored him, and disappeared in an instant with his wheelchair. However, when he disappeared, he sent a message to Zhou Yan's mind, "Come find me tomorrow morning."

Starting to learn so soon?

Zhou Yan rubbed the back of his head, a little at a loss.

"Let's go!"

Rong Shan grabbed his arm and climbed onto the flying sword.

"Okay! Let's not think about it in the future!"

"You still say! It's all your fault. Why did you come to Changle Town? Let the master know that it can't be solved by copying the "Qing Xin Mantra"!"

Rong Shan sent Zhou Yan to Tongxuan Peak, and he and Rong Zhi stepped on the stone steps of Tongying Peak, the two couldn't help complaining to each other.

"Forehead······"

A "wall of meat" appeared in front of him.

The two looked up at the same time, Rong Yin looked at them expressionlessly.

"Concealment..."

Rong Zhi smiled flatteringly, the scene was very embarrassing,

"There's chicken soup in the kitchen."

Hearing the word "chicken", Rong Zhi immediately revived with full blood, "Thank you!", ran away without a trace, leaving Rong Shan alone to face Rong Yin.

"Hi, Junior Brother, the moonlight is pretty good tonight..."

Rong Shan rubbed his hands and smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Unbelievable!"

Rong Yin snorted, raised his sword and left.

They are also senior brothers, why is there such a big gap between Rong Yin and Rong Zhi?

Rong Shan hid in the bedroom, while copying "The Curse of Pure Heart", while gnawing Bigu Pill.

After copying for a while, his hands and feet ached, and he swore that he would come up with an improved version of "Qingxin Mantra" someday.

Tongxuan Peak, Shenmu Cave.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qi was meditating in front of the exercise wall, when he heard the sound of tables and chairs colliding for a while, with a look of helplessness on his face, he used his spiritual power to straighten the stone table knocked down by Zhou Yan, and then opened the door to hold him in front of him.

"Brother, you haven't slept yet!"

Zhou Yan laughed three times, and hid aside.

"I'll ask you."

The night was dark, the candlelight was flickering, and Mu Qi's voice was much more distant, revealing an indescribable temptation, spreading from under the black iron mask.

"What do you get up for?"

Zhou Yan sat on the ground, hugged his legs, his face was red from the side to his ears, he never liked to lie when facing Mu Qi.

"I've been thinking about tomorrow morning...I can't fall asleep, so I'll see what you're doing..."

"I see. So you see it now?"

"I saw it."

"Do you want to go back to sleep?"

"Yes, I want to go back to sleep..." Zhou Yan stood up, and was reluctant to leave for a moment, begging: "Brother, what are you going to tell me tomorrow, please reveal it in advance!"

Mu Qi had nothing to do with him, and said, "Show me the hilt of the sword you took from the [Yuan Jian Qi Shen] cave last time."

"What do you want this for? It's under the table in my room!"

Zhou Yan was puzzled, he had completely forgotten about that incident.

"I got a treasure by chance, maybe I can use it to cast the body of your sword for the hilt."

Mu Qi took out the incense stick, his eyes full of cherishment, "With the quality of this thing, perhaps, this sword of yours will not lose to others in the same sect, let alone..." With a human soul The spirituality of a sword made out of bones can't be compared with anything else?

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