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Fengzhangjun and Da Siming were fighting fiercely, but Lian Zhuxian not far away didn't realize it.

When the dizziness and tinnitus in his head gradually dissipated, Lian Zhu Xian managed to regain his sanity.

When he fell just now, he had already touched the wound on his side.The injury is not serious, and may not even affect the next battle.But the real trouble came from the impact when he landed-unfortunately, he fell on his back on the bare rock.

Now, although his body is still unable to move, Lian Zhuxian can feel that he is still lying on the ground, and there is neither the hostility of Da Si Ming nor Feng Zhangjun's breath beside him.

Lian Zhuxian soon realized that this probably meant that he was not awake, but had fallen into the maze of consciousness inside his brain.Furthermore, it can be inferred that my body is probably lying defenselessly under the claws of Da Si Ming at this moment, and it may even have been torn into pieces...

Not right...not right either!

In essence, the Xixianyuan where Da Siming is located is not reality, but a dream.I remember that at that time, he and Feng Zhangjun fell asleep in the Goddess Hall, and when they woke up, they stood in that crazy world.

So, is this a dream or reality?

With the thought together, Lian Zhu Xian's hands and feet suddenly became conscious.He immediately opened his eyes, but suddenly realized that he was not lying on the snow slope outside the tower.

He looked forward along the large white jade floor tiles, and first saw a resplendent base, carved with curly flowers and inlaid with pearls and gems.

Continuing to look up, there is a pair of slender, tender bare feet with golden bell bracelets on the ankles, looming under the hem of the white gauze skirt.

Lian Zhuxian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his head, facing a pair of dreamy and beautiful eyes.

"You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The one who spoke was the woman sitting on the treasure bed—Jiexiang.

In this world, she is neither a tall sleeping beauty, nor a hideous corpse.Her beauty is so vivid and flexible that she doesn't even need a title like "goddess" for unnecessary decoration.

Lian Zhuxian was secretly marveling at her beauty, but he saw that Jiexiang got off the treasure bed, walked towards him step by step, and handed the thing he was holding in his arms into his hands.

It is the beautifully decorated Fahua mirror.

While catching Fa Hua Jing, Lian Zhu Xian also caught a whisper from Jie Xiang.

"Help them, and help yourselves..."

Lian Zhu Xian just wanted to ask what this meant, but when he looked up, he found that the incense had disappeared without a trace like morning dew.

The Fahua mirror inlaid with gold and pendant jade still weighed heavily on Lian Zhuxian's hand.Thinking that this is the treasure of Xixianyuan, practicing Zhu Xian is inevitably a little nervous.But then he remembered that the essence under this layer of gorgeous gold and jade was a skull, but he felt a strong disgust.

He then recalled that Feng Zhangjun once said that the reason why the Fahua Mirror can communicate between the heaven and the human world is because the "bowl" contains "the water of the Tianhe River".

He lowered his head and looked into the "bowl", and found that it was indeed filled with liquid, which was colorless and transparent at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it gave off an extremely faint multicolored luster like a moonstone.

This is "Tianhe water"?

Almost at the moment when doubts arose, shadowy images began to emerge on the surface of the water in the bowl.

It was women who were born in fairy families or noble families, or they were sad, terrified, or grief-stricken, and they were all twisted and sent to a snow-colored oil-painted cart with hanging curtains.Then, starry night and night, he was sent to Xixianyuan, a pure white and empty world.

Here, they took the decoction of "mindfulness and tranquility", were pressed into the fragrant soup pool, changed into noble and precious silver gauze white dresses, and then dedicated their little fingers and their lives.

"Tick-tock-"

Lian Zhuxian heard the sound of water, and then touched his cheek.

Those sad past events obviously had nothing to do with him, but at this moment, he also fell into deep empathy and couldn't extricate himself.

The tears that did not belong to Lian Zhuxian fell into the Fahua mirror drop by drop, sank and then rose, and then dispersed in an instant, giving off a soft pearly luster.

"Help them, and help yourselves..."

Jie Xiang's voice suddenly rang in his ears again, Lian Zhu Xian seemed to understand something.

He raised the magic mirror in his hand high above his head, and then smashed it to the ground with the greatest strength in his life!

The golden bowl fell to the ground, pearls flew and jade splashed.And the bowl full of tears poured out as if regaining freedom.

In an instant, Lian Zhu Xian's eyes were filled with white light, but his back seemed to be pushed hard by someone, and he fell forward in horror.

He instinctively reached out to defend, but caught a thick layer of clothing.Immediately afterwards, the world suddenly turned upside down, and he changed from diving to lying on his back, and finally fell into someone's arms.

After the dizziness of dizziness was over, he barely opened his eyes, and met Feng Zhangjun's rarely worried eyes: "What's wrong with you?"

Knowing that he was worried about himself, Lian Zhu Xian didn't want to worry him, so he laughed: "I just hit my head, do you think I'm going to die?"

"..." Feng Zhangjun didn't speak, but pressed gently on the wound on his side.

"hiss--!!"

This pain made Lian Zhu Xian sober again.It was only then that he noticed that Feng Zhangjun, who had always been able to do his job with ease, was actually a little embarrassed at the moment. The moon-white robe was soaked with blood, and he looked a little murderous and evil.

...I have to say, it seems more attractive.

Lian Zhu Xian tried his best to reprimand the untimely distracting thoughts in his heart, and asked back, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Feng Zhangjun shook his head, and it didn't look like he was trying to be brave.

After confirming each other's situation, Lian Zhuxian remembered the most important thing before he fell into a coma: "...What about the moth?"

"over there."

Following the direction of Feng Zhangjun's finger, Lian Zhuxian saw insect shells, broken feet and sharp blood winding all over the ground.And at the end of this bloody road, there is a large group of dark women, who are surrounding a group of unknown things, beating and tearing desperately.

Feng Zhangjun raised his hand, only to hear a phoenix cry, the Feng Que Sword immediately flew back from the chaos, and deliberately shook off the remaining blood on the blade before returning to the scabbard automatically.

"The one surrounded over there is Da Si Ming, right?" Lian Zhuxian was still a little unbelievable, "Just now, you killed a real fairy?"

"It's not me." Feng Zhangjun immediately corrected him, "I was in a stalemate with Da Siming just now, and those witches suddenly surrounded Da Siming. I thought the previous scene would repeat itself, but I didn't expect them to be unaffected. Commander-in-Chief's control... the next thing, as you can see."

"It was the witch's hand?" Lian Zhu Xian was dubious about Feng Zhangjun's understatement, but recalled that he just met with Jiexiang and broke the Fahua mirror, and seemed to understand.

He was thinking, but he heard Feng Zhangjun's voice suddenly became serious: "Why did you do that just now?"

"What?" Lian Zhuxian looked up in confusion, "What's wrong with me?"

Feng Zhangjun: "Why did you take that kind of risk to attack Da Si Ming?"

I'm worried that you won't be able to beat that worm—— Lian Zhuxian opened his mouth to argue, but the words turned into an understatement: "I just want to help."

Feng Zhangjun still frowned, but his eyes softened: "Don't do that next time, trust me."

"Trust me" is deep and sweet.Lian Zhuxian's ears warmed up, and his heart felt sour. Afraid that his blushing would be seen through, he immediately turned his head and pretended to look for someone: "Strange...why did those two boys disappear?"

When Feng Zhangjun heard the words, he immediately looked around, but no matter whether it was apricot yellow or black black, he found nothing.

"Could it be that he ran behind the tower?" Lian Zhuxian had just put forward this hypothesis, and suddenly found that the group of witches not far away had disappeared completely, leaving only a mass of red and black in the snow. Alternate wreckage, hideous and ugly.

It was Feng Zhangjun who first realized the answer: "The dream is about to end, they have already woken up."

As soon as he finished saying this, the surrounding sky dimmed again. Before Lian Zhu Xian had time to adjust his posture, he tilted his head and fell limply into Feng Zhangjun's arms.

Feng Zhangjun, who was still awake, looked down at Lian Zhuxian's sleeping face, and sighed lightly.

"I'm sorry... I made you worry just now."

After saying this, he gently wiped Lian Zhu Xian's red, swollen and chapped lips, then leaned over and pressed them, gently sucking and rubbing.

-

There were some strange sounds indistinctly in his ears, Lian Zhuxian took a deep breath and opened his eyes forcefully.

The open snow field disappeared, and he found himself lying on the floor of the Goddess Hall again, curled up in Feng Zhangjun's arms.As for the wound on the waist, it completely disappeared.

Feng Zhangjun who has been holding Lian Zhuxian tightly with both hands has not yet woken up.He was leaning on the precious bed behind him, with his head bowed down, a few strands of hair on his temples were scattered and hanging in front of his eyes, which added a touch of softness to this extremely frank man.

No matter what happens, I can't get tired of seeing this face.

Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help wanting to touch this handsome face who was so close at hand, but just at this moment, he suddenly heard another crushing sound coming from above his head.

Not good!

Instinct made a judgment earlier than reason - Lian Zhuxian put his arms around Feng Zhangjun and rolled over, and the two successfully hid behind the nearest stone pillar.

He turned his head and looked back, only to see a large piece of black, rotten wood-like things smashed to the place where he had been before.Taking a closer look, I identified several decayed ribs.

He was stunned, and immediately raised his head to look over the precious bed.

The once incomparably elegant and noble goddess Jie Xiang still wore gold, silver, pearls and jade, and a silver silk fairy dress, but her body had turned into a pile of decayed bones, constantly collapsing.

"...she's free."

A voice suddenly came out of his arms.Lian Zhu Xian lowered his head and met Feng Zhangjun's gaze.

The man who just woke up didn't seem to have regained his strength, and was still lazily half lying in Lian Zhu Xian's arms.

He looked up at Lian Zhuxian: "...I also met Jiexiang just now, she thanked us, and then disappeared."

Lian Zhu Xian felt that the chest being pressed by him was a little hot, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, so he quickly found a topic: "So what's going on with all this?"

Feng Zhangjun said: "I guess—"

He just said three words, only to hear a burst of brisk footsteps coming from outside the Goddess Hall.Immediately afterwards, five cute little girls from Yuxue were seen running towards them.

"Uncle, big brother! You are still here!!" Ye Zhen Zhen, who took the lead, said happily.

Lian Zhu Xian instinctively pushed Feng Zhangjun's shoulder, and Feng Zhangjun quickly sat up from Lian Zhu Xian's arms, and the two of them immediately sat upright, welcoming the arrival of the children.

Lian Zhuxian asked them, "Why are you here?"

Zhenzhen shook her little head: "I don't know either! We have been hiding in the cabin obediently, and suddenly felt sleepy. After waking up, we returned to the original place... That's right! Big brother's red rope , I will give it back to you!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her arm, intending to return the green scorpion money bracelet that Lian Zhuxian had tied on her, but found that her wrist was empty.

"How?! How did you lose it?!" The little girls cried anxiously.

Lian Zhuxian laughed, and raised his wrist to show the red string: "I haven't lost it, I'm back!"

After finishing speaking, he exchanged glances with Feng Zhangjun.

The red string is still on the wrist, which means that they have really returned to the real world.

----

Lian Zhu Xian and Feng Zhangjun had just comforted the five little girls when several witches entered the Goddess Hall one after another.

Their eyes first fell on the decayed corpse of Yuxiang, but they did not show any surprise, as if they had already heard the news in a dream.

Under the silent gaze of Lian Zhu Xian and Feng Zhangjun, they came to the corpse, bowed their heads slowly and gracefully, and silently recited the words of prayer.And when they looked up again, their faces were covered with crystal tears, but their expressions were not sad.

After they seemed calmer, Feng Zhangjun stepped forward to speak.The witches bowed their heads to him and Lian Zhuxian, thanking them for everything they had done for Xixianyuan.Afterwards, the chief priestess mentioned some details that they were interested in.

Before she fell into a dream, she and several colleagues were leading five girls to the Goddess Hall. As soon as she stood by the altar in front of the hall, she heard someone passing through that there seemed to be trouble in Tangchi.She was about to order someone to ask the chief minister for instructions, when she suddenly heard a faint sigh from the Goddess Hall, and then her eyes went dark, and the whole world became different.

As for what the witches encountered in their dreams, Mr. Feng Zhang didn't delve into it, because it was all their own stories.

The witches began to clean up the corpse of Yuxiang, Feng Zhangjun and Lian Zhuxian retreated to the corner again, trying to sort out everything that happened.

"...So, the dream we experienced just now should be caused by Yuxiang. She prevented the witches from approaching the soup pond where the accident happened by putting everyone into a deep sleep. And the people who fell asleep in the soup pond were not harmed. to the monster's attack."

"Indeed." Feng Zhangjun nodded in agreement with him, "and casting spells on such a large scale may have exhausted the last mana of Yuxiang. That's why after the dream ended, she was completely turned into dry bones."

"Maybe that's what she wants too."

Speaking of this, Lian Zhuxian suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the long witch just now: "Excuse me, do you know what made the Fahua mirror in Yuxiang's hand?"

The long witch looked at the empty hands of the corpse on the precious bed, and then turned back to Lian Zhuxian, but suddenly asked a rhetorical question: "Your Excellency is a member of the Five Immortals Sect?"

Lian Zhu Xian was taken aback, and Feng Zhangjun also took a few steps to protect him.

The elder witch read the answer from their expressions, and she lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "Actually, there has always been a legend in Xixianyuan-the Fahua Mirror will be broken by a member of the Five Immortals. I thought that The person is likely to be the leader of the year, Nosoma, but I never thought that it is today."

"A member of the Five Immortals?" Lian Zhuxian was puzzled, "Why does it have to be a member of the Five Immortals?"

After pondering for a while, the elder witch finally told the truth: "Because the body of the Fahua mirror is the parietal bone of the last ancient god Taisu."

Too vegetarian?Isn't that the founder of the Five Immortals Sect?

Lian Zhuxian's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood that the parietal bone of the founder of the Five Immortals Cult was finally broken by the Five Immortals Cultists, which may also be a kind of fate.But he still couldn't understand why Taisu's parietal bone was made into a Fahua mirror, and even became the treasure of Xixianyuan.

The person who answered this doubt was Feng Zhangjun.

"The ancient gods were born from the chaos, and they are the agglomeration of powerful forces. Their corpses will also be made into various magic weapons. It's just that most of the magic weapons have long since disappeared or failed. There is the parietal bone of Taisu, the last ancient god, and it no longer exists today."

Speaking of this, he took a special look at Lian Zhuxian: "I heard that there are also some Taisu remains in the Five Immortals Sect?"

"Nothing." Lian Zhu Xian immediately retorted without even thinking about it, "If we want something so powerful, you Yun Cang could still be bullied 200 years ago?"

"..." Feng Zhangjun was about to reply when his gaze suddenly drifted to the right, followed by a very concerned expression.

Lian Zhuxian also looked over, and found another beautiful and dignified maiden walking slowly from outside the hall, it was Bi Rong.

Saying goodbye to the long witch, Feng Zhangjun walked quickly towards Bi Rong, but he couldn't help slowing down as he got closer.

"Feng Zhangjun."

Bi Rong spoke first, but she used such a distant title.

Feng Zhangjun nodded, and whispered in a soft tone that Lian Zhuxian had never heard before: "You have really been wronged all these years."

As soon as these words came out, Bi Rong's eyelashes trembled slightly, then drooped down, and silently rolled down two lines of teardrops.

"uncle……"

She trembled her lips and muttered in a low voice, as if there was unspeakable sadness and sorrow.

Lian Zhuxian watched from a distance.For a moment, the mature and elegant woman in front of her seemed to have turned into the young and lively little princess she had seen in the illusion.

Perhaps, her life had already been stuck in the bloody dusk in the mass grave.

Lian Zhu Xian was melancholy and sentimental, and saw Feng Zhangjun and Bi Rong whispering a few words, vaguely asking her about her next plan.Bi Rong didn't reply, but somehow, her eyes fell on Lian Zhu Xian.

Lian Zhuxian shuddered subtly when he thought of being thrown down by her in the dream.

Seeing that Bi Rong's eyes fell on Lian Zhu Xian's green eyes, she really became dazed.But then Feng Zhangjun whispered in her ear: "He is Ah Ding."

"..." Bi Rong came back to her senses and nodded to Lian Zhu Xian from afar.

At this time, there was another burst of noise outside, as if mixed with the voice of a man.

Anyway, Feng Zhangjun didn't care about himself at this time, so Lian Zhuxian followed the sound and walked out. As soon as he came to the altar in front of the hall, he saw eleven or twelve people in apricot yellow clothes walking towards the square below the stage in one breath. A disciple of Xianyuan, and a Dharma sect in Xuanyi.

The number of people in this Dongxianyuan is actually quite a lot.How could there be no trace of a single person once he entered the dreamland? Lian Zhu Xian thought to himself silently, it really is a dead fellow Taoist but not a poor daoist.

Yanying over there also saw Lian Zhuxian, and waved and greeted very enthusiastically.Lian Zhuxian looked at his face and thought about Ah Qing again, and was about to find an opportunity to ask, when he turned around, he suddenly found that Feng Zhangjun had returned to his side.

"You guys came just in time," the serious Yun Cang said to the group of minions, "Now is not the time to be happy."

Then, he divided the people in front of him into two groups, one group followed Li Tianquan and Yan Ying to Tangchi to check the situation; the other group followed him and Lian Zhu Xian to Shuiyue Palace again, looking for the whereabouts of Da Siming.

---

On the way from Goddess Hall to Shuiyue Palace, the surrounding scenery has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The snow-capped winter landscape is disappearing, the cedars and turquoise lakes are gone, and the ice on the surface recedes to the endless distance, exposing the unremarkable brown-yellow land.But if you look carefully, you can see that there are tiny and tender grass sprouts breaking through the ground.

The Shuiyue Palace in reality looks neater than in the dream, but it is also empty.On the corridor connecting the palace gate, the content of the murals is just ordinary dancers and sacrifices, and has nothing to do with the creation of the world.

Lian Zhuxian was a little worried at first, but under Feng Zhangjun's leadership, they quickly found the tower-like secret room - the pile of pale little fingers that were once suspended in mid-air are now scattered on the ground like hills , all rotted and turned into a pile of gray-black bones.

And without the cover of mana, the secret door leading to the secret passage is completely exposed, waiting for everyone's inspection.

In the stone hall deep in the corridor, Feng Zhangjun and Lian Zhuxian saw the huge pile of bones again.And where the ugly monster worm had been lying down before, there was now a pile of huge red, white and white corpses whose prototypes could not be seen clearly.

The disciple of Dong Xianyuan who had something good to do used his sword to stir up the pile of corpses to see what happened, but unexpectedly, a bare head rolled out suddenly - it was vaguely the appearance of the chief minister.

Leaving aside the corpse for the time being, the group of people then proceeded to the depths of the corridor.Sure enough, not long after, I heard light and voices coming from the front. It was Yan Ying, Li Tianquan and others who were sent to Tangchi.

At this moment, two groups of people reunited in Tangchi's underground secret room, looking at this ominous space covered with chains together.Dong Xianyuan's disciples were surprised one by one, but Lian Zhuxian and Feng Zhangjun frowned in unison.

Missed.

The huge monster that was hung in this room not long ago and cut in half by Lian Zhuxian has completely disappeared now, turned into a puddle of blood by the pill, and even a little bit of bone dross is gone. None left.

In that puddle of liquid, there was only a small silver bracelet, which fell from the monster's body.

"What's the origin of this corpse?" Lian Zhuxian thought about it, "Leaving aside the commander-in-chief, those accomplices in the Tangchi are really capable of dealing with monsters of this level?"

"It is indeed a bit strange."

Feng Zhangjun nodded in agreement: "The backlash of the forbidden art is certainly powerful, but with the cultivation base of Xixianyuan, even if he sucks the inner alchemy of ordinary ghouls and spirits for a long time, he will definitely not turn back so viciously all at once. .So, this monster is very likely to be a bait, and it was deliberately tampered with."

"...Could it be Jiexiang's design?" Lian Zhuxian raised a possibility, "She may have known about Da Si Ming's evil deeds, so she deliberately cooperated with the witches to get such a monster, not only Get rid of Da Si Ming, and liberate yourself and everyone."

"It's hard to say." Feng Zhangjun didn't speculate too much, "Even if Da Siming made a mistake first, plotting to kill him and triggering the upheaval of Xixianyuan, these are serious crimes. Besides, even the Fahua mirror is damaged, which is a serious crime. It is by no means a trivial matter, and no conclusions can be made.”

When he said this, Lian Zhuxian suddenly remembered that he had destroyed the Fahua Mirror himself.If this is pursued seriously, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for the Five Immortals.

He quickly glanced at Li Tianquan, the only Fazong disciple present not far away, and decided not to go further into this topic.

The investigation of the secret room and Tangchi has also been basically completed, and it has been confirmed that there are no more monsters left.And news came from the Goddess Hall, confirming that all the sleeping witches have all woken up.

The chief witch also sent someone to send a message to them, saying that now that the West Immortal Source is in chaos, all the witches in the Immortal Source are extremely exhausted both physically and mentally, and I hope that all foreign guests can be considerate and give them some time to recuperate.

People who have also experienced all kinds of dreams can naturally understand.Feng Zhangjun and Lian Zhuxian had a brief discussion, and decided to go to Dongxianyuan for the time being, and make a long-term plan.

The author has something to say: Feng Zhangjun (licking his lips silently): sweet

Lian Zhuxian (face flushed in a second)

Bi Rong: Ah...those green eyes~~

Feng Zhangjun: This is not yours, but mine!

Bi Rong: Indifference.jpg