The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Thirty-four left for the border town to look for Xu Xingzhi, and it took three days until he was found.

The first night of three days.

Child time, spring night, the sound of leakage is disabled.

In the middle of the night, the candlelight of Fengling Mountain was flickering, and there were several times more disciples on duty than usual. The outposts stretched hundreds of miles away, and they were ready to guard against the attack of the devil at any time.

Xu Pingsheng was dressed in full military uniform and slept at the south gate of the back mountain with a sword in his arms.

There are quite a few disciples like him who prepare for the battle at night, so that they are exhausted. There are also many disciples like him who refuse to go back to their rooms and guard their positions all the time. They are in groups of five, but fortunately they remind each other and protect each other when there is an emergency, except that there is a delicate and embarrassing blank around Xu Pingsheng.

Since a year ago, few people around Xu Pingsheng were willing to get close.

Fortunately, he's used to it, but he still can't get used to the endless entanglement with his nightmares once he falls asleep.

... Today he dreamed about what happened in the past again.

A young child was lying on the ground of a small Taoist temple, with a wound about one finger long and half an inch deep on his leg, which was festering faintly.

The terrible high fever made his face pale with only his lips.

He was holding a pair of rotten cotton wool, his narrow shoulders trembling: "...Brother, I'm hungry and thirsty."

Xu Pingsheng knelt beside him: "There are ghosts and monsters outside. When they caught us, they wanted to feed us to the bugs. All right, just bear with it."

The child asked in a low voice, "Feed the bugs?"

Xu Pingsheng hugged the child tightly in his arms: "... When I went out to check just now, I saw Uncle Xu next door... that is, Uncle Xu who often delivers food to mother, walking up and down by the stream in the village. , He fell headfirst to the ground, his head fell off, and worms came out of his ears and eyes... Fat white worms, rotten from eating, blood all over his body..."

At that time, Xu Pingsheng was also a half-grown child, and it was difficult to really take into account other people's feelings. He only wanted to share his fear with the only person around him who could talk, but he didn't notice the uneasy look in the eyes of the child in his arms.

Children no longer yell for water or food.

Due to the severe fever, thin bloodshot eyes protruded from his eyes, and when they were soaked in water, they looked extraordinarily round and moving: "Brother, don't go out anymore, it's too dangerous."

Xu Pingsheng said, "Okay, I won't go out."

After coaxing the hungry and dizzy child into a drowsy sleep, Xu Pingsheng wrapped him in cotton wool and picked him up. He walked through the front hall of the Taoist temple and came to the main hall, where there were three painted statues of Daoist Sanqing standing side by side.Because no one offered offerings for a long time, the incense ash board was caked into lumps, the cobwebs were like frost, and the four-legged snakes were crawling up and down, which was very desolate.

He didn't recognize the statue of Daoist Sanqing at all, and with the paint peeling off and the stone skull incomplete, it was difficult to distinguish between male and female.So, he knelt on the dirty futon, silently recited the names of all gods and Buddhas he could think of, and begged them one by one: "The queen mother, the Guanyin lady, the king of hell, the mother-in-law Liushu, I only have one family member, please. Please don't take him away."

After praying to the gods and Buddhas for peace of mind, Xu Pingsheng returned to his younger brother and wrapped him up with the rags and yellow flags piled up in the corner, while he wrapped up his clothes, curled up in a corner, and fell into a sleepy sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the hoarse moaning of the child beside him.

Xu Pingsheng rubbed his eyes: "Is it okay?"

The child twisted his body with a pale face, a look of pain, and hummed like a wounded puppy.

Xu Pingsheng suddenly felt something was wrong, he pushed aside the yellow banner in twos and twos, and after a closer look, he was frightened and froze in place.

In the place where the yellow flags were piled up, a large ant nest was born.The ants smelled the smell of blood, shook their heads and tails, and gathered at the wound on the child's leg like black beans, tirelessly nibbling and transporting the slightly rotten meat at the wound, and densely covered half of his leg.

Because the water and rice did not enter for a long time, the child could not move or even cry out. His dry and hot eyes were wide open, watching the countless ants quickly dismantling his wound, as if after a while , His whole body will be dismantled into pieces and transported into the dark ant nest.

Xu Pingsheng took him into his arms, and frantically slapped the ants off his legs: "All right, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

After a while, a blood-stained hand with severed bones grabbed his arm tightly.

That hand was the size of an adult's palm!

Xu Xingzhi's crooning voice was weak and desperate, but it sounded like thunder in his ears: "Brother, save me—"

Xu Pingsheng struggled to wake up, sweating profusely, and looked around in a daze for a long time before he stood up with the sword around his waist.

Before he had time to tidy up his messy clothes, he grabbed his shoulders first and tried to move his arms that were too numb to lift.

When Qu Chi controlled the sword and walked in the wind, one foot lightly landed on the side of the southwest gate, Xu Pingsheng met his eyes in this embarrassed state.

Qu Chi flicked the long sleeves of Zhu Yi, raised the whisk in his right hand, leaned it on his left arm, and nodded slightly to Xu Pingsheng in a gentle salute.

Qu Chi has always been polite to everyone, more than one time he was laughed at by Xu Xingzhi for being too polite, even at this moment, he still has the heart to care for others: "Thrilling, worrying, upset and upset #奶多饮陈文丹汤will be better .”

Xu Pingsheng lowered his head, cupped his hands and saluted: "Thank you Qu... Shanzhu."

"...Dai Shanzhu." Qu Chi said warmly, "If you don't like it, you can still call me Senior Brother Qu."

The matter of Qu Chi going to the mountain has already been passed on through the outposts.As soon as he landed at the southwest gate, the disciple who came to greet him rushed over: "Senior Brother Qu, please come this way. Lord Guangfu is waiting for you in the Green Bamboo Hall."

When Qu Chi left with him, he turned his eyes to the disciples guarding the mountain gate calmly, and saw that their lips were burnt, their fingers were nervously stroking the hem of their clothes or the hilt of their swords, some were staring at the sky in a daze, and some were wandering. Half, only a small number of people have clear eyes and bright flames.

Seeing this situation, Qu Chi's expression did not change too much, his eyelashes blinked slightly, he quietly recorded these scenes in his heart, and walked away.

After he left, several disciples whispered to each other: "Senior Brother Qu is coming back to discuss with Lord Guangfu about the joint fight against demons."

"Has Ying Tianchuan really surrendered to the evil ways?"

"The lessons learned from the massacre of the whole valley in Qingliang Valley are there. His daughter fell into the hands of the devil. Brother Zhou even led people to challenge the devil. Seeing that he was about to cause trouble for his upper body, he raised his door to surrender for the safety of Hechuan and the safety of his children. , is also excusable."

Someone spat: "Hey, what a lack of character! He even handed over the key to the wilderness! Slavery! Isn't this pushing Brother Zhou and Senior Sister Zhou into the wilderness with his own hands?"

They scolded these words happily and naturally.

A few days ago, the news came that the four sects had fallen to two sects. The disciples of the outer sect with lower cultivation levels were so frightened that seven or eight out of ten disciples escaped overnight. There are more than two hundred people; if they rely on the big formation to seal the mountain and support each other with Danyang Peak, it is not impossible to win if it drags on for a while.

I don't know who said abruptly: "If Senior Brother Xu is still around, how dare he Nine Branches come to commit crimes?!"

Speaking of this, hostile, contemptuous, and miscellaneous eyes were cast on Xu Pingsheng one after another.

Xu Ping was there jerky.

He had no expression, but seemed to be pushed down in the dust by these dozens of eyes and was interrogated.

Xu Pingsheng thought, he has been interrogated for a year, and he is used to it.But why did that dream still refuse to let him go.

Seeing Xu Pingsheng turning pale and looking away, everyone calmed down, ended the trial one after another, and continued to discuss the issues they had been discussing over and over for the past few days.

Someone raised a question: "... But doesn't Ying Tianchuan have a divine weapon in his hand? Qinglianggu also has it, why not use it?"

There was silence everywhere, and everyone was looking at each other, waiting for someone to give a reasonable and reassuring answer.

A disciple bit the bullet and guessed: "It's... It's because the magic way came too fast, and it's too late to use it."

This reason was too blunt, which made the other people lose interest in discussing it. After chatting dryly for a few more words, they returned to their respective positions, opened their eyes wide, and waited witheredly for the fulfillment of their ambitions that they didn't know when they would come. fierce.

Xu Pingsheng looked up at the sky with his sword in his arms.

...He didn't want to dream anymore tonight, but he listened to the daydreams of a group of people for no reason.

Before the disaster is imminent, these people are naturally strong.

Just two days ago, everyone they left behind was probably ready to die on the mountain, but the blood couldn't wait, the longer the time, the faster the cold.

The flies and insects in Qinglianggu cried blood, and Ying Tianchuan surrendered to the enemy and defected. With these two cases before, countless branches can be born in people's hearts out of thin air, stirring up layers of storms.

I have to say that Jiuzhideng is really a good method.

Qinglianggu is headed by Wen Xuechen, who is most famous for his strong temperament. He has an marriage relationship with Ying Tianchuan, Zhou Yunlie's daughter, and Ying Tianchuan is the one with the most blood and family relationship among the four families. Once Zhou Xian can be captured alive, Ying Tianchuan will definitely mess up Well, this chain of events was obviously calculated long ago, and only waiting for a perfect opportunity to attack at the same time, they would be able to take the lives of the four sects in one fell swoop.

...So, what about the artifact?

What about the artifact that guards the four gates that is held every seven years to hold a reward meeting?

Can the nine-branched lamp be counted, even when the valley is broken and the mountain is dead, and the peak is tilted and the river is slanted, the four gates will not use the magic weapon?

Xu Pingsheng had some terrible guesses in his heart.

And these conjectures spread silently in the hearts of every guarding disciple.

...Does the artifact really exist?

Inside the Green Bamboo Hall.

After hearing Qu Chi's words, Guangfu Jun forced himself to be calm: "...What do you mean by that? I don't understand."

"Guangfu Lord, you don't need to hide it from me." Qu Chi said in a calm voice, "My master Mingzhao Jun ascended to the Four Brahma Heavens and explained to me everything that should be explained. I know that among the four artifacts, only There are world books that still exist in the world, and they are preserved in Fengling Mountain."

The Lord of Guangfu remained silent, his expression flickering slightly.

Qu Chi said: "As far as I know, the ancestor Hongjun deliberately used the four artifacts that he carried with him to build a wild prison in Chongtian, guarding it in all directions, so that he can be safe. The key to the wild is also stripped from the four artifacts. It is made of broken pieces and kneaded together. Who would want to enter the wilderness, one of the artifacts, the World Book, evolves the six desires, develops the mind, and agrees with the next disciple of the ancestor, and forms a relationship..."

At the beginning, when Qu Chi heard Mr. Mingzhao talk about this matter, he also found it inconceivable.

That disciple had followed Hongjun for many years, specializing in utensils and taking care of the artifacts, but he got the love of the soul in the world book for no reason, and he had many delusional thoughts invisibly.

He tricked the book so cleverly that it caused the world book to be fascinated, and decided to deceive the ancestor, split most of the divine power, and fabricated a fake book. He wanted the fake book to enter the wilderness for it, and he himself stayed in the world and stayed with the disciple for eternal life.

However, how can the ancestor be easily deceived? The wilderness was formed, and the ancestor felt that there was a ray of spirit in it. Thanks to the successful fusion of the other three artifacts, they gradually became a three-legged force, and the captured giant of origin was successfully imprisoned. .

That disciple was greedy enough, so he developed a heart of devouring elephants, wrote wild words, and wanted to use the power of the divine weapon to kill Hongjun and take the risk of seizing his dignity, but fortunately he was discovered by Hongjun in time.

After this incident, the disciple died, and World Book's soul was ashes.

Left and right this world book's spirit has been lost, and its divine power has decreased sharply, so it is useless to take it away, so Hongjun left it to his disciple Xuan Feijun, asking him to seal it up and take good care of it.

After the ancestor went to settle in Liuchongtian, Lord Xuanfei exhausted his efforts to cultivate the four sects.In order to obtain an orthodox statement of Taoism, Xuanfeijun made three "artifacts" by himself, falsely claiming that they were treasures left by Hongjun's ancestors, and handed them over to Qinglianggu, Yingtianchuan and Danyangfeng for safekeeping, and ordered them to take He had to conceal this matter for a long time, and was only allowed to tell the successor the secret of "the artifact is fake" before ascension.

As for the book of the world that still has divine power, Lord Xuanfei entrusted it to his beloved apprentice Chihongjun; and after Chihongjun ascended to the upper realm, he entrusted it to his apprentice Qingjingjun Yue Wuchen.

One day when Yue Wuchen was drunk, he brought a disciple into the Treasure Pavilion without authorization, and asked him to see the true face of the divine weapon World Book. Who would have thought that the disciple accidentally touched the seal, causing the real energy of the World Book to leak and capture the breath of the person who came? , and lost its judgment, it integrated itself into its body and parasitized it, so that it could absorb the aura of heaven and earth through this body and make up for its losses.

The disciple had just entered the immortal way, and it was difficult to bear the power of the artifact, so he immediately lost consciousness.

Fortunately, the artifact was damaged, and Qing Jingjun, who was a little drunk, adjusted his meridians in time. During the ten days when he was in a coma, he continued to guide him. Only then did he save his life, and also made the book of the world bond with his flesh and blood. together.

After the disciple woke up, he completely forgot what happened, only knew that he was accepted as the first disciple of Fengling Mountain thanks to the blessing of "Heavenly Dao", which made him confused.

Later, he often showed off to Qu Chi and the others, saying that his status as a disciple was so easily obtained, presumably it must be because of his too handsome appearance.

Qu Chi thought of the appearance of the high-spirited young man, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his fingertips were slowly stroking the handle of the dust whisk.

Even though a seal was placed outside the hall, Mr. Guangfu still tried his best to suppress the volume and said: "This matter is a secret of our sect, senior brother and I have never mentioned it to anyone. How did you know about it?"

Qu Chi said softly: "I am not only aware of this matter, Jiuzhideng must also be aware of it. He dared to directly attack the four gates, and it is very likely that he has already learned about the loss of the artifact. Especially in the massacre..."

Speaking of this, Qu Chi's voice paused slightly, as if biting the tip of his tongue: "...After slaughtering Qinglianggu, he didn't fear the power of the divine weapon at all, and came straight to Fengling, which proves this even more."

Now that the matter has been revealed, it would be boring to conceal it any more. Lord Guangfu sighed and said, "Yes. The World Book...is indeed in Xu Xingzhi's body."

When Mr. Guangfu heard about this at the beginning, he felt that the sky was falling apart, and he immediately drew his sword and wanted to kill the boy and cut him open so that he could take out the World Book and return him to his original place to avoid future troubles. After trying to persuade him in every possible way, Lord Guangfu reluctantly spared his life.

Over the years, he tried every means to get Xu Xingzhi to copy the book, and it was also intentional, so that he would get tired of paper and pen, and not interested in scribbling, so as to stimulate the effect of the book in the world in his body, thereby disturbing the chaos of heaven and earth, causing something irreversible Huan's disaster.

Seeing that the matter had already been discussed, Qu Chi reported his intention in a steady voice: "Mr. Guangfu, I want Xingzhi to use the power of world books to turn the tide."

Mr. Guangfu blurted out: "Absolutely not!"

Qu Chi was not surprised, and asked, "Why?"

"What the world book can do, there are no records in ancient books, no one knows! No one knows how powerful it will be!" Guangfu Lord gritted his teeth, "Xu Xingzhi has always been rebellious, and his virtue is uncoordinated. Over the years, I have been with Senior brother has painstakingly concealed it, because he fears that once he gains great power and can do whatever he wants, no one will be able to stop him!"

Qu Chi asked quietly: "Then what? Even if the four gates are all destroyed, you are still unwilling to ask him for help?"

Lord Guangfu opened his eyes wide, panting heavily.

Qu Chi: "Excuse me. Are you afraid of revenge?"

"What am I afraid of? He will take my life if he wants it!" Lord Guangfu did not hesitate, "What I am afraid of is that he has deep hatred in his heart and refuses to rush to help the four gates, or take the opportunity to collude with those nine lamps! If at that time, what can I do with him? What can you do with him?"

Qu Chi looked at Mr. Guangfu, his eyes were as calm as water, and his calmness made people feel warm: "Mr. Guangfu, you have been with Xingzhi for many years. Although there are occasional inappropriate things in Xingzhi's actions, he values ​​love and righteousness." , if he knows the misfortune suffered by the four gates, even if he crosses the ocean, thousands of rivers and mountains, he will definitely come back."

After hesitating for a long time, Mr. Guangfu said in a low voice, "...will he?"

Qu Chi showed a gentle and generous smile, and spread his palms to Mr. Guangfu: "Can you take Xingzhi's right hand to me first?"

Mr. Guangfu was startled.

Ever since Xiang Tongxing's identity was the carrier of the World Book, Qu Chi understood many things.

"For so many years, the world book has penetrated into Xingzhi's flesh and blood. Therefore, there must be a fragment of the world book in Xingzhi's right palm." Qu Chi said, "If you trust me, then give this thing to me .I will guarantee it. After I find it, the fragments will return to its body; this will also convince him to believe my words. At that time, he will never sit and watch the four doors collapse!"

Mr. Guangfu's face changed several times, and in the end, he was full of suspicion and lost to the heart of Shoushan.

He took off a kit from his waist and handed it in Qu Chi's palm.

When Qu Chi's slender fingertips brushed against the surface of the kit, the layers of seals adhering to it were scratched into tiny gleams, shining between his fingers.

Seeing that Qu Chi had put away the kit properly, Lord Guangfu asked in a deep breath: "Qu Chi, let me ask you, how does Danyang Peak plan to fight against the enemy? It was agreed in advance that I, Feng Ling, intend to defend the mountain to the death and never retreat! "

Qu Chi said in a gentle manner: "Mr. Guangfu, you can only guarantee that you will stick to the mountains and never retreat."

Mr. Guangfu's fist clenched with a muffled sound, and he felt that he had been greatly offended: "...What do you mean? Is Danyang Peak planning to follow Ying Tianchuan's example and descend to the devil's way?"

Qu Chi said: "...that's what I really planned."

A set of porcelain cups fell to the ground, and the boiling tea splashed on Qu Chi's feet, just like the current Lord of Guangfu.

Qu Chi was tepid, and Xu Sheng explained: "Nowadays, Danyang and Fengling shouldn't be trapped in a dangerous building and fight to the death. Qinglianggu iron and blood, to keep their innocence, fight to the death; Surrender. The four gates have gone to two gates. In order to preserve strength, I suggest that Danyang Peak and Fengling Mountain open the gates, let all the disciples go, and leave the two empty mountains and the nine lamps. Catch them all."

"Don't grow up other people's ambitions! I don't believe it, I, Fengling Mountain, will fight to the death with him, what kind of cheap can he get!"

Qu Chi: "I can't ask for it."

Under the fierce and angry eyes of the Guangfu Lord, Qu Chi bent down, picked up the pieces of porcelain that fell on the ground, and put them in his palm.

"Mr. Guangfu, you can go and have a look at the disciples guarding the gate. Just by looking at their eyes, you can know how many disciples are like you, who really have the heart to die for the mountain."

"They stayed voluntarily—"

"People are willing to change. People's hearts are like this, so you can't force it." Qu Chi picked up the pieces and put them together on the corner of the table, "Mr. Guangfu, my 360 disciples of Danyang Peak, after seeing Qingliang Valley and Ying Tianchuan In the end, I dare say that there are only a hundred people who really want to stay behind. Qingliang Valley is slightly larger than my Danyang Peak, 150 people, there will always be some."

Mr. Guangfu's face was ugly as if someone had stepped on his foot.

Qu Chi said: "Mo Dao is looking for someone who can fight fast and take down the four gates as soon as possible. You said, 250 people, can be compared with the current army of Mo Dao who are showing their sharpness and fighting spirit?"

The Lord of Guangfu gritted his teeth and gritted his heart: "The strength of the four sects... Is it possible to do everything like this?!"

"It will never be exhausted!" Qu Chi's always gentle brows and eyes gradually shimmered, full of iron will, "These disciples are not not attached to the righteous way, but they just don't want to die in vain! If you lead these Disciple retreats to a safe place, draws it slowly, the brilliance of the four gates is as bright as the sun, and will never be taken away by the devil!"

Lord Guangfu stared at the gentle yet resolute flame in the young man's eyes, pondered for a long time, and then asked: "...So what did you mean when you said just now that you want to descend into the devil's way?"

"...Bei Nan and Zhou Xian, there must be someone to save. Xuechen's revenge, there must be someone to avenge." Qu Chi said lightly, "I'll save it. I'll avenge it."