A low-key old story

After a while, Xi Mi looked at the sun and said, "Master Mu only stays for half a day each time. It's time to go now. Let's go back too."

"No hurry, I know the way, you go back first." Zhen Jinglan meditated by the lake again.After being banned, no one or monster has been here for a long time, let alone spirit beasts and birds, but I don't know where the second senior sister is now, and whether she will also be imprisoned in the ice prison.

The Xingyun School has never imposed severe punishments, humans and monsters live in peace, and monsters have always been tolerated by the outside world, so even if there is a small conflict between the disciples, there is unanimous solidarity with the outside world.When the Xingyun Sect was first established, it was often surrounded and suppressed by various sects, and it was almost destroyed several times.For more than a hundred years, they have lived in this kind of panic, with countless deaths and injuries, but their fighting spirit has intensified.It wasn't until a generation of killing gods with swords was born, and the two peak sects were massacred overnight, and several old guys who had retreated in the sect came forward to surrender, willing to be affiliated with the Xingyun sect, and the matter ended.Xingyunzong and that mysterious person became famous, causing a sensation in the entire cultivation world, and no one dared to underestimate them.Later, I learned that this killing god is both good and evil. He wears a mask of blue fangs all year round. He has appeared in many gray areas and wiped out many notorious demon cultivators. He is regarded as a god by the local people, so he is named———— logic.

The Xingyun sect has lived in peace for thousands of years, only because Qingluo's deterrence to the outside world is too shocking, and no one wants to provoke such an existence.But when wars broke out and the great demon was born, Xingyunzong was the first to be pushed to the front line, and all those above the Nascent Soul stage fell in the sect, and Qingluo never appeared again.

Zhen Jinglan cursed secretly in his heart: "When did Xingyunzong fall down to the point of being bullied by a casual cultivator?"

When the sun was facing west, he felt that the spiritual power in his body had increased, and he guessed that he should have the appearance of three or four layers of Qi training, so he got up and walked towards the ice prison where he asked Xi Mi.

Xingyunzong was surrounded by mountains on three sides. When had there been an ice prison? Nearby, he didn't feel the slightest icy breath, and the ominous premonition in his heart was even worse.

Speeding up the spiritual power, I saw a large magic circle spread across the entire mountain, and the vast white snow made it incompatible with the green mountains and green waters outside the circle. The magic circle should be the ice prison that Xi Shu said.He avoided several patrolling young disciples and sneaked in.

As soon as he stepped into the formation, Zhen Jinglan shrank his neck. Xuanxiu, who was in the Qi training period, couldn't even resist the chill around him?He walked up with difficulty step by step, and when he was not halfway up the mountain, he saw a few demon cultivators chained up and motionless, completely lifeless.

Going up, there are more and more numbers, many of which have turned into prototypes, covered by snow, swept by storms, eroded by the sun and moon, turned into dust inch by inch, and dissipated in the wind.Only a few were struggling to resist. When they heard the sound, they suddenly opened their eyes, saw a child, and closed them tiredly, thinking that they must have entered by mistake.

When Zhen Jinglan arrived here, it was already difficult for him to move. When he moved his arms and legs, it was as if he had been frozen into icicles, making a "cracking" sound.

"Fellow Taoist, have you seen Bai Xiao?" Zhen Jinglan finally saw a living person who could talk, and asked with a sigh.

That is indeed a person, sitting cross-legged, I don't know how long he has been here, he looks like he has reached the end of his life, and he looks like he might die at any time.There was a thin layer of snow covering his body, but it melted quickly.

He said: "Little baby, don't play here, go down the mountain."

Zhen Jinglan breathed into the palm of his hand again, gritted his trembling teeth, stomped his feet, and simply squatted in front of him: "Friend Daoist, I can rescue you out."

Xuanxiu in the white robe moved his fingers and opened his eyes again: "No need, the old man came in voluntarily."

Only then did Zhen Jinglan realize that he was different from those around him in that his feet were not chained.Since it is voluntary, then his conditions cannot impress him.Zhen Jinglan took out a Qiankun bag from his bosom, opened it, and found that there were only five low-grade spirit stones in it, and he couldn't help feeling that he was really poor and short of breath.

The white-robed fellow Taoist's eyes lit up when he saw the Qiankun bag, and he thought it was some elder's young disciple, until he poured out five low-grade spirit stones, and was frozen into ice slag by the wind and snow full of joy.

"Talk is better than nothing." Zhen Jinglan's teeth chattered louder, "I just want to ask my fellow Taoist about someone."

The reason why he believed that the second senior sister would definitely be here was because he understood the second senior sister's temper, and if he offended her, even the senior brother would still be chased and beaten by her.Although the brothers and sisters are not serious, and the brothers always give way to her, she is a master who would rather die than surrender.With a stubborn temper, when encountering a bird that came to occupy the dove's nest, most of them rushed up immediately.Regardless of her cultivation level, the senior sister has learned a lot of miscellaneous things, but she is a half-baby, and she is not proficient in any of them. This shows how unreliable it is to let her fight.

Since Master Mu is still dominating Xingyunzong, she will either be killed or imprisoned.Zhen Jinglan subconsciously ignored the first possibility. The master once said that your second senior sister had a catastrophe in her life, and after she passed the catastrophe——

Zhen Jinglan asked nervously, how?

The master looked enigmatic: ——she is not the original silly crane.

Zhen Jinglan always felt that there was something in the master's words, such as those who survived a catastrophe must have future blessings or something.So he told himself that there is still time, the future blessings of the senior sister have not yet been enjoyed, as long as he finds her to help her survive the catastrophe, everything is still in time.

The white-robed fellow daoist squinted his eyes and looked at him: "I haven't seen any young fellow daoists other than you come here."

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood, what I'm looking for is Bai Xiao, the second disciple of Master Ruoyan."

As soon as these words came out, killing intent flashed in the cloudy eyes of the white-robed Xuanxiu: "Who sent you here?"

"No one sent me here." Zhen Jinglan frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with his situation of not distinguishing between friends and enemies.

"Who is your master?" His eyes were like wolves and tigers, staring at Zhen Jinglan, as if he would pounce on him in the next second.

Zhen Jinglan pursed her lips tightly and did not answer him.

"You, a little baby in the Qi refining period, dare to come here alone, how come there is no one behind you!" White-robed Xuanxiu gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, his eyes were full of ferociousness, "Is it that old man Canghuo!"

Zhen Jinglan was startled for a moment, shook his head with a complex expression, took the five low-grade spirit stones back into the Qiankun bag, threw them in front of him, stepped back and said: "No one ordered me, if you don't want to tell, I will tell you." try to find."

Zhen Jinglan didn't delay any longer, he could see that Xuanxiu didn't have the energy to kill him at all, and keeping the spirit stone would only delay his remaining time at most.

The higher it went up, the stronger the wind, and Zhen Jinglan was blown wobbly, almost falling down several times.The road was full of demon cultivators who couldn't maintain their human form. Occasionally, pairs of empty eyes looked at him, and there were desperate screams coming from nowhere.Zhen Jinglan turned a blind eye, did not hear, did not hear, he had already sacrificed once for that ridiculous righteousness, lost too many important people, what did he get in return?Just because they are monsters, they are destined to never have a foothold in the cultivation world, so no matter how much they do for the righteous way, they will be alone and helpless in the end, so the Xingyunzong disciples will only end up like this in exchange for their stubborn resistance!

Zhen Jinglan has lost too much, and there is no room for others except what he values ​​in his heart.He gritted his teeth, no matter how difficult it was, he would persevere.

After an unknown period of time, he fell down and became unconscious.It's not that he finally can't hold it anymore, but that the time has come.Zhen Jinglan really forgot this point, he has never shared the experience of sharing one body with others, knowing that there is another person in his body, he just figured it out today.There was no time to be surprised, and it was not his.

When I woke up again, I was dizzy and had a runny nose, and my whole body was about to fall apart.Someone seemed to be crying in his mind: "Brother, you really screwed me up."

Then he saw an upside-down world, and an old voice behind him said impatiently: "Wake up, wake up. You are so weak, I think you are so capable."

While shaking his hands vigorously, Zhen Jinglan suddenly realized that he was being lifted by someone, no wonder he saw that everything was upside down.He tried his best to earn a living, but the man put him down, and lay on his pillow in the snow for a long time before getting up.

He unexpectedly saw that white-robed fellow Taoist again. He was shirtless and meditating beside him, as if he was resisting the severe cold.He was looking at himself, tightly wrapped in the man's Taoist robe, with snot and tears streaming down his face.Pillow Jinglan: "..."

He wiped his face, not knowing what Mu Zishu had experienced with this person, and he didn't want to arouse his suspicion.Therefore, he just took off the Taoist robe and returned it to the man: "Farewell."

That Xuanxiu even wanted to eat his heart in an instant, and said with a grim smile, "Do you still want to procrastinate?"

Zhen Jinglan didn't understand what he meant, but she still remembered the murderous intent when she first saw him, she was vigilant, and her face remained calm: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

Then Xuanxiu suddenly pointed to the air in the formation where there is no distinction between black and white: "You said that as long as the time passes, you will replace Bai Xiao with a magic weapon. Now that the time has passed, where is the magic weapon?"

Where did Zhen Jinglan get any magic weapon, the Qiankun bag on his whole body that most resembled a magic weapon was given to him before.But he didn't make it clear, and said following his words: "Do you know where Bai Xiao is?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Where's the magic weapon!" Daoxiu's tone became more and more hostile.

Zhen Jinglan said: "Take me to see her first."

That Xuanxiu didn't move, but there was a chilling and fierce light in his eyes.At this moment, he didn't look like an old man at all, but a lion defending his territory.

It is impossible to cultivate in such a formation. If he hadn't come in, with his courage and perseverance, he shouldn't be in this desolate situation.

He sighed and said: "The magic weapon is stored in my body, and I can only listen to my commands. You can try to kill me and snatch it, but if you miss this time, there will be no next time."

That Xuanxiu broke off the hanging icicle and held it in his hand, but his eyes never left Pillow Jinglan: "But I can't trust you."

Zhen Jinglan said: "I have no reason to harm her."

"There is no reason, hahahaha," Xuanxiu laughed, his voice hoarse and ugly, "how can there be no reason! To save all the demons here, to revive the Xingyun sect, and to no longer be threatened by that old thing, which one is not a reason? Take Xiaoxiao's life in exchange for their chance to survive, bah! Coward! You are the same as them, you all want Xiaoxiao's life, you... you all deserve to die!"

The spiritual power in his body soared, and his extremely decayed body was once again drained of the remaining vitality. The whole human body was like a mummy, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if mad.

The ice pick slid past his ears, and Zhen Jinglan rolled on the ground, dodging another blow, but was buried by a huge snowball falling from the sky in an instant, that Xuanxiu kicked the snowball away, stepped on his shoulder, Holding the ice pick in his hand, he stabbed at his right eye.

Between life and death, Zhen Jinglan smiled strangely, with a blue light in his eyes: "Is there a demon in your heart? I have it too."