Zhu Xian Qi Yuan gl

Fenxiang Valley, south of Buried Granite.

The sky is slightly bright, the mist is misty, and the morning light is faint.

In the forest of the Five Elements Illusion Array, the three incense disciples still pointed their swords at a person. Even if he just smiled gently, they did not dare to relax their vigilance. Looking into the woods, the child was still waiting with fear on his face.

The great wizard of the Miao nationality was tightly bound by chains, but it didn't affect his easy-going at all, and he didn't have a trace of fear when facing the tip of the sword. He was also waiting, waiting for the woman who left the purse.

"It's rude to rest!"

A blue light flew down the forest, and the young great wizard's eyes lit up.

"Senior Sister Hong." Fenxiang disciple retracted his sword and saluted, Yan Hong nodded, jumped over them and untied the chains on the great wizard, clasped his fists and said, "In this critical period, the junior brothers and sisters offended, the great wizard is not to blame."

"Young lady speaks seriously. If she hadn't left a warning, our Miao family has already suffered a disaster. How dare you blame me now that you have come here uninvited." The great wizard picked up the scepter, bowed down suddenly, and made a solemn Miao ceremony: "This time breaking the noble sect's magic circle is really forced by the situation. I implore the girl to take in the survivors of our clan."

"Great wizard, please get up quickly!" Yan Hong rushed to help him, but found that although the wizard was young, he was quite capable. Yan Hong didn't force him to get up, and could only squat down and talk to him, "The great wizard has something to say."

The great wizard shook his head, and said: "Girl, the birth of the beast monster will bring catastrophe to the world. With the blessing of the dog god, the Miao people can survive. However, although the beast monster is defeated, it will not make a comeback, and burning incense will not stay out of it. We, the weak, women and children of the Miao people are not alone. If you want to participate in the battle between the noble faction and the beast monsters, you just want a safe place to live, but once the monsters come out, the beasts and monsters in the southern border have long been out of control. How can there be peace under the full nest? I am a little naive after all. Fortunately, the girl peeped first There is no chance, let us avoid the disaster as soon as possible, so as not to fall back into hell. Although the peerless demon has been eliminated, the tranquility of southern Xinjiang has long been shattered. If the remaining strength of the Miao people alone is not enough to survive, it will be extinct sooner or later. I don’t think so. To see, the only thing I can think of right now is girls."

Yan Hong stood up, with a serious and serious expression, "What is the situation of the great wizard Nanjiang now?"

"The 63 foreign races no longer live in the Shiwan Dashan, and now the southern border is full of beasts and monsters."

Although she had expected it, Yan Hong's heart still sank a bit, looking at the young great wizard who took over the heavy burden in this crisis, she smiled wryly: "Great wizard, do you know that I can't protect myself by burning incense?"

The great wizard also put away his smile. "It's impossible for your faction to not want to know about such a movement. It's just that this time it's not for the shelter of the incense tree, it's just because you can trust the girl! I believe that the girl must be someone who can be trusted at this moment."

There was a light of wisdom in the young man's eyes. Yan Hong helped him up this time. The great wizard's eyes flickered at the moment he was lifted up, and then his expression became more determined.But Yan Hong saluted instead, and said: "Great wizard Miao Zan, the arrival of Miao friends this time is just a timely rain for burning incense. It is what I asked for."

The great wizard's heart relaxed, and he supported Yan Hong's saluting hand. "Since your faction and our clan need each other, there is no need to stick to the etiquette, why not form an alliance!"

"What the great wizard said was exactly what Yan Hong thought."

The two people standing facing each other looked at each other and smiled, the sun's rays passed between them and sprinkled into the forest. On the road leading to Fenxiang Valley, a group of foreigners welcomed a group of thousands of people, like a stream pouring into incense, although Small but like nectar after a long drought, it comes just in time.

Even after many years, this unprecedented first time still leaves a strong mark in the history of incense burning.

With manpower, everything about incense is being restored.

Mountain and River Palace.

The solitary peak is independent, the top of the mountain and river, and the majestic palace once again stands proudly between the two mountains. On the top, the two green peaks are like guards.The place with the highest incense burning is not here, but the most magnificent and noble place must be here!

Gods live in mountains, dragons are carried in water, the hometown of dragons, contained in mountains and rivers, for generations to come.

The strong men who come and go are carrying huge quartz stones and are stacking up the steps of the Shanhe Temple. The steps have thousands of layers, and the dragons are carved to lead the spring. The springs of the mountain stream are reshaping the lifelike dragon head fountain.

On the re-paved square, there are very busy people, men are fighting sand and moving stones, women are moving flowers and trees, and an old man stands in the crowd, looking at the people around him with his beard.

Yan Hong and the great wizard of the Miao nationality talked about something while pointing around, saw Zhou Xian standing there, Yan Hong ended the conversation, the great wizard nodded to Zhou Xian, and left, Yan Hong walked to Zhou Xian , Watching the great wizard commanding the Miao people together.

"It can be repaired in seven days. The Miao people are really amazing."

"After seeing the Miao Village, it's not surprising that they have excellent construction techniques. What's surprising is that the great wizard's excellent leadership skills and profound knowledge have helped me a lot."

Zhou Yixian nodded, but his eyes fell on Yan Hong, "No matter how strange he is, he can't compare with you, a girl with far-sighted eyes. The five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang are exclusive, and their history is longer than incense. You can sell them in a purse." In terms of domestication, in terms of strangeness and intelligence, he can't be seven points of you."

"Senior was joking. I don't know how to predict the future. I donate the purse because I can't bear the disasters that the people in southern Xinjiang will encounter. One more friend is better than one more enemy. Who knows that a momentary thought will solve the problem at this time. Yanhong also wants to thank Senior , the senior is well-informed, without the guidance of the senior, the integration of the incense formation and the Miao witchcraft would not be so fast, thanks to the senior, the incense defense barrier will be stronger."

"Hey~ Girl Hong is so polite. I just want to say a few more words. You are still in charge of your command. Tianjiandikun, self-improvement through virtue, kindness has good fruits, your kindness is in exchange for such Allies, you deserve it."

Yan Hong smiled lightly, then frowned again, "But—"

"but what?"

"Even with the help of the Miao people, with this population and the remaining combat power, it is still impossible to keep one side peaceful. Fenxiang Dize, the primate, covets it. If he can't stand firm in this catastrophe, he may not be able to escape the competition of nature." Law. If there is no long-term concern, there must be near-term worries, and I have to worry about it.”

Zhou Yixian didn't say a word, the spiritual veins of this almost dilapidated land are not damaged, the blessings are deep, and the blessings are covered by misfortunes. Since ancient times, blessings and misfortunes have been dependent on each other. Thinking of the decision Yanhong revealed to him before, what she said may not be true. reason.

"Report—" Fenxiang disciple flew down in a hurry.

But Yan Hong already knew in her heart that those were the disciples she sent to guard outside the entrance of the 'black hole', the arrival of people from the Central Plains, is it a blessing or a curse?

Signaling his disciples to get up, Yan Hong's eyes darkened. "What did you find?"

"Senior sister, there are people flying towards Fenxiang from a hundred miles away."

"Do you know who is coming?"

"Tianyin Temple, Faxiang."

"Just him?"

"Yes."

Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief, "Come here! Come with me and wait for Master Faxiang of Tianyin Temple."

"Yes!" All the disciples of Fenxiang packed up their work and lined up.

Yan Hong and Zhou Yixian nodded, and led all the incense disciples to the entrance of the 'black hole' valley.The great wizard watched Yan Hong and the others leave, looked away, and signaled the clansmen to step up their work, the phantom formation in the north was closed, and the blocked incense opened the northern checkpoint.

The monk in the moon white clothes walked out of the corridor alone. The disciples of Fenxiang Valley changed their colorful clothes from the past, and all changed into white linen clothes and white cloth on their heads, but the flying corners of the clothes were embroidered with flames and auspicious clouds as before. Faxiang saw that The leading woman.

The beast god was defeated and fled, and many people came chasing it just to grab a head. But the big incense faction lived here all the year round, and those scattered small factions didn't dare to fight, but they never left. The pot exploded, and rumors about Fenxiang spread everywhere, until the rumors of the death of Fenxiang Valley Master became more and more fierce, and Tianyin Temple could no longer stand by and come to visit.

"Amitabha." The Buddha's name was proclaimed, "Junior Sister Yan." It seems that there is no need to ask too much about the situation in front of him. Fa Xiang was still surprised in his heart. Master Yungu, who is as famous as his teacher and Taoist Daoxuan, actually went west. ?It was unbelievable for a moment. "What are you?"

Yan Hong didn't hide too much, she told about Yun Yilan and Shangguan Ce's death together with the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon. Eyes wide open.

"What! Master Yungu really passed away? Even senior Shangguan——Namo Amida Poye Duotagata Ye..."

Faxiang tried to calm himself down as much as possible, but unfortunately, his emotions had flowed out with the scriptures. After reading the Sutra of the Past Life, he sighed: "Fatality tricks people, my teacher is seriously injured, and sent me here. I thought everything was just rumors. If you die young, you will leave only sorrow. Otherwise, I will send a thin incense to bid farewell to the old friend, so as to comfort the loneliness."

"My family teacher has been searching for the way all his life, and now he is just on his way home. With the company of Shangguan's uncle, he will not be alone. Brother Fa Xiang is a monk, so he should be more open." Yan Hong's expression was very calm.

"Junior Sister Yan, what happened to Fenxiang?" Fa Xiang still couldn't hold back.

"It is a deep pain for the people of Fenxiang Valley. The past is gone, and the past is going with the wind. I don't want to mention it again, but I don't know what the world is saying?"

The dharma pauses, thinking of Amitabha Buddha, killing teachers and usurping the throne, colluding with Taoists and demons, exorcising demons and establishing power to dominate the world... All kinds of suspicions are there, and all kinds of sinister human natures are born. Listening to it too much will increase the six poisons, delusions, karma and karma, which is offended by the little monk. By the way, why don’t you see Senior Brother Li?”

Fa Xiang changed the topic in time, but Yan Hong's face changed, thinking of the person who was still locked in the room laughing and crying from time to time, his face was uncomfortable.Li Xun began to eat and drink medicine, and his injuries were recovering, but he seemed to have lost his soul, like a walking dead, afraid to see the sun, and locked himself in a dark room.

"Senior brother, he..." Yan Hong led Dharma Prime Minister into the valley, and talked about Li Xun's situation. She still trusted Dharma Prime Minister Yan Hong, and led Dharma Prime Minister to Li Xun's door.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, Li Xun didn't laugh or cry today, and was so quiet.

"Amitabha, what are you going to do, Junior Sister Yan?" Faxiang stood outside the door and asked the most important question.

"The funeral of burning incense should have been announced to the world long ago. It's already disrespectful to delay until today. Now that senior brother Faxiang is the first guest to come to pay his respects, there is no need to worry too much. I only hope that senior brother Faxiang, as a major disciple of Tianyin Temple, can help I will enlighten Brother Xun."

"Amitabha, I will do my best." Without lying, Dharma Xiang pushed open the heavy door and closed it gently. In the dark room, there was one monk and one person.

After a while, the crying sounded with the Sutra of Rebirth.

Yan Hong's eyes turned red, but she held back, and wanted to turn around and leave, but before she could leave the courtyard, she ran into Elder Fen Xiang who came in a hurry.

"Hong'er, do you really decide to choose a day to announce the death of the Beast God and the death of Fenxiang Valley Master and Law Enforcement Elder?"

"Paper can't hold fire. Instead of letting people come to your door one after another and be so passive, it's better to openly let those good people come in to see what's going on."

The elders glanced at each other and nodded. Elder Peng said: "Okay! You have to arrange everything properly, and you can't let others see the incense jokes."

"Everything in Fenxiang Valley has been repaired and tidied up. No one can bully Fenxiang at this time, otherwise - there will be no return." Yan Hong's serious expression made all the elders heave a sigh of relief.

All the elders explained some more things and went back to the room one after another. Only Elder Peng stayed and looked at Yan Hong.

"Hong'er, is your body still able to hold on?"

"Hold it." An understatement.She looked back at the room where the Buddhist scriptures were being passed out, and her eyes returned to their usual gentleness.

Elder Peng sighed secretly, and then said very seriously: "Hong'er, does what you said earlier in Shanhe Palace still count?"

Yan Hong frowned, but Elder Peng ignored it, and continued: "The owner of the valley is mourning, the valley is mourning, and the heroes of the world are gathered together. Only a tough and courageous heir can let the people present know that burning incense will not disperse the spirit of heroes. Burning incense for thousands of years will never die. It will fall! Time and fate, do your part. You should think about it carefully."

Elder Peng left without waiting for Yan Hong to reply, leaving Yan Hong standing in the courtyard outside Li Xun's room, followed by Xiao Zhong, Qing Luo and other disciples, with hope shining in his eyes.

Yan Hong stood very straight, looking up at the sky.

The courtyard is very deserted, with a cool wind blowing, and the withered yellow leaves are moving little by little in the wind.

The great wizard of the Miao nationality walked over gently, stood at the corner of the corridor and saw the straight and thin back, he also raised his head.

The sky is very blue, and the warm sun shines on the land in southern Xinjiang in winter, which is very comfortable.

That woman stood, so he stood, listening to the looming scriptures, the messy mundane affairs in the world, just wait, wait...

"Senior Sister Hong." He called softly, and Xiao Zhong stepped forward to remind him softly: "The great wizard is here."

Yan Hong withdrew her gaze, turned around, smiled, the big wizard was stunned, Xiao Zhong and Qing Luo led the rest to retreat consciously, the big wizard walked over, Yan Hong made an inviting gesture, and left This courtyard.

The wind in Fenxiang Valley blows the trees on the side of the road, and there are still spots of yellow marks on the fallen trees. When the wind blows, the sulfur smell is faintly dissipated.

"Great wizard, are Miao friends still used to it?"

"They are very good. The Shanhe Palace will be repaired in a few days, girl, but what are the other arrangements?"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yan Hong didn't answer, and the great wizard didn't ask any more questions. The two of them walked along the winding road until they reached the Xuanhuo Snow Mountain, but didn't go in. Yan Hong just looked at the towering snow peak and stopped for a while. left.

The whole journey was silent, and the great wizard was not displeased at all, and quietly accompanied Yanhong to patrol around, Hedutang, Zanhuagang, Anxiang Pavilion, Yanwu Field, Huangxingpo... and then Hongfengling.

In the collapsed maple forest, many incense disciples and Hmong women were sowing and planting trees. A ten-year-old tree will become a hundred-year-old forest. Four or five men picked up the thick maple tree that fell on the ground, and carefully straightened it. The bare/exposed roots of the maple tree were still there There was a little branch embedded in the soil, and they replanted it and watered it with a specially prepared spiritual dew.

The gloomy Red Maple Ridge has regained its color. Small pits and saplings are growing rapidly under the water of fairy dew. Before long, there will be red maples everywhere again, and the green hills will reflect the fire.

Yan Hong looked at many rescued maple trees and showed a happy smile, "The great wizard's method really works."

"That's because the girl knows the habits of flowers, plants and vegetation, and Miaojiang witchcraft can play a role. I really admire the girl's knowledge. But why did you allocate most of the manpower to repair this red maple?"

"Because I like it." Yan Hong said with a smile.

The great wizard was surprised, Yan Hong glanced at him, and smiled lightly: "Is it surprising? As long as you are from Fenxiang Valley, no one will dislike the Red Maple Ridge that burns through the green mountains and white clouds. Even if it is me, I also love this fire-like tree."

"Great Wizard, this way please."

Yan Hong took the great wizard away from Hongfeng Ridge, and the two discussed business. The young great wizard listened carefully to the various plans proposed by the woman, and a wave of heat flowed through his body.

This gentle woman restrained her smile, and there was a hint of sharpness between her serious brows.

It's like a calm lake, with ripples appearing from the center of the lake, and something will rise from there eventually. The green mountains and white clouds are water, soaring into the sky, and traveling around the world.

The maple leaves of Red Maple Ridge will blow down every corner of Fenxiang again.

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That night.

Moon stars are rare.

There is never a lack of moonlight in southern Xinjiang.

Separated from the great shaman, talked with Zhou Yixian, inspected the four places again, and went to the elder's house to pay homage. The moon has risen very high.

Covered in snow and wind, Yan Hong walked towards her own room.

After standing outside the Xuanhuo Altar for a long time, he still didn't set foot on the frozen volcano.

Xiu, are you okay?

There is Miss Lu.

They, okay?

Snowflakes fell on her face, and it was very cold in the middle of the night, and Yan Hong didn't have the courage to step in again.

The opened door immediately closed again.

Yan Hong leaned against the door, panting heavily in the dark room, from hasty to calm, then to nothing, it seemed like a long time before the woman stood up straight, with a blank face, and walked to the middle of the room , there should have been tables and chairs to sit on, but because I was busy, I forgot to add them. Is her room that big?

Yan Hong stood alone in the middle, only to realize that the room lacked a table with tea sets in the middle, and it was a bit scary empty.

She couldn't help closing her eyes, and felt dizzy for a moment. She staggered a bit, turned her head towards the bed after standing still, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Before taking a step, suddenly——

He was hugged from behind, silently.

Yan Hong's body tightened for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. At this time, the familiar scent lingered in her nose. She didn't speak, and her eyes were still red at the visitor's first sentence after enduring the emotion for a long time.

"Hong'er, I'm leaving, and I'm back."

Yan Hong turned around, and in the dark room, with a little moonlight, she looked at those bright eyes, those eyes flickered, cautiously, fixedly, looking at her, only her.

She didn't blame her, and didn't drive her away, she just raised her arms around her neck, then buried her head deeply in her arms, and closed her eyes in the cool breeze.

Suddenly there was a low sob.

Wet the clothes of the visitor.

"Ping'er, master, uncle, dead, soul flying, soul scattered, Xiu was injured, senior brother fell, many senior brothers and sisters died, I don't know what to do, but the lich came in again... "

Jin Ping'er's heart shrank into a ball, she sobbed and talked intermittently about what happened to Fen Xiang, even though she knew all about it, even though she knew she knew everything, she still talked about it in one go.

like a child.

Jin Ping'er held her head up, and managed to breathe steadily, but she just raised her arms to hug her, stroked her hair, and swallowed, "Hong'er, don't drive me away again." 'This sentence.

Gradually, her crying became softer, and she murmured like a sob: "Master, Master Uncle, Master Uncle, Master..." She was already asleep.

Only then did Jin Ping'er dare to tightly tighten her arms, and with a hoarse voice, she only repeated two words over and over again:

"I'm here."

"I'm here."

"Yeah." Yan Hong choked out a last sob, and then she couldn't hear the sob again.

The moonlight coming in through the window shone on the bed.

Jin Ping'er hugged Yan Hong horizontally, walked towards the bed, and put it down gently, Yan Hong was sleeping with tear stains, Jin Ping'er squatted beside the bed, looked at her sleeping, and raised her hand to wipe away the tear stains.

The moonlight shines on Jin Ping'er.

The moonlight shines on Yan Hong's face.

Jin Ping'er stared at her for a long time, then lay down on the bed, didn't do anything, slept on the outside, blocking her sleeping in the shadow, wanted to pat her lightly, then retracted it, propped her head, and Looking at Yan Hong motionlessly, Yan Hong shrank into her arms, tightly held her skirt, curled up, and frowned.

At that moment, the palm that did not dare to pat lightly patted Yan Hong's waist.

To the rhythm of the moonlight.

The moonlight turned into the morning sun, and they all kept the same posture.

The arm supporting the head has no feeling, so what?Jin Ping'er looked at Yan Hong bewilderedly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knocking on the door disturbed her.

"Who!" A strong killing intent moved the bed curtain, and because of Yan Hong's twisting, she pressed it down eagerly.

"Senior Sister Hong is me, Xiao Zhong." Xiao Zhong looked flustered and didn't notice anything wrong.

Waving her sleeves, the pink mist made Yan Hong sleep a little deeper, and it was Yan Hong's voice that Jin Ping'er spoke again: "What's the matter?"

"Qingluo urgent report, Xiao Yicai has entered the southern border!"

"Xiao Yicai? Why did he come?" Jin Ping'er was very surprised, when she heard Xiao Zhong calling Yan Hong's name, she asked again: "How many people are here?"

"Xiao Yicai, Zeng Shushu, and ten disciples of Qingyun."

Jin Ping'er sneered: "Qingyun really put his heart into it, with great sincerity! You order someone to wait at Taniguchi, and I'll come right after."

"Yes!"

Hearing Xiao Zhong leave, Jin Ping'er stood up, twisted her stiff wrist, and narrowed her charming eyes. "Xiao Yicai, it's so exciting to come here to burn incense at this time!"

Without Jin Ping'er, Yan Hong turned her head sideways, her peaceful sleeping face was not affected by Jin Ping'er's extremely cold voice, Jin Ping'er's lips parted, she smiled softly, and bowed to kiss Yan Hong's lips.

Reluctantly.

Jin Ping'er raised her body, took out the Zimang Blade and spun it in the palm of her hand.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

With a wave of his big sleeve, only Yan Hong was left in the room sleeping deeply.