Xiuxianjie today's headline push

That night, the dark tide in Central Continent was raging.

Early the next morning, there was an urgent push on the headlines of the world of cultivating immortals:

Yesterday morning, dark clouds and purple lightning appeared in the sky in some areas south of Zhongzhou. There are rumors that demons appear in the world. Please do not believe in rumors!According to the research of Tiandao Pavilion, this is a normal phenomenon of heaven and earth.

On the night of the vision, the second batch of drifting bottles from the Mozu arrived, and they wrote "I'm here".

Early this morning, the demons really crossed the sea. Yijiange and Beitian Palace in the north sent a rescue request. Shanhaimen, Hemingzhuang and Yaozong cooperated with the big and small sects to discuss in Baiyujing.

I would like to appeal to all fellow Taoists to lend a helping hand to defend Central Continent. If you are interested, please send a sound transmission talisman to the northern border and ask the three elders of Beitian Palace. Please scan in with your spiritual sense for the detailed location of the cave...

Interlude:

At the time of the vision yesterday, the young disciples of the Medicine Sect Master and his disciples were flying a kite on the top of the mountain. They were struck by lightning and fell off the cliff, crushing countless elixir to death. Now they are publicly publishing their confession.

Big Money Hunt:

Heming Village recently lost a spirit animal, shaped like a cat, three feet tall, weighing 4000 taels, with snow-white hair, docile personality, a [-]-jin female rabbit for a meal, vegetarian food likes lotus flowers, nicknamed Dandan...

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Maoshizheng, Shanhaimen, Fuyun Pavilion.

The white mountains and mist far and near are vast, flowing quietly, and the morning breeze blows away the sea of ​​clouds and enters the pavilion, waking up the dozing young disciples in the room.

Mr. Yi changed his old style, and read the tabloid himself. After reading it, he raised his eyes and silently stared at the young disciples sitting under him.

Little practitioners are rarely free, sitting in groups of threes and twos to discuss.

There seems to be no problem with the vision, and the demons' invasion is the key point.

Shanhaimen is located at the southern end of Central Continent, far away from the northern border that is adjacent to the demons. Since ancient times, the demons have rarely broken through the defense line of the northern border, let alone come here.

It has been decades since the last time the demons invaded. At that time, these disciples were probably still bustling on Huangquan Road, lost in groups, and had not forgotten their past and thrown themselves into their mother's womb.

It's hard to empathize with what you haven't seen or experienced with your own eyes. From this group of green disciples, you really can't see the slightest sense of crisis.The little disciples who don't know how beautiful the northern border is is carefree, chirping: "Has Heming Village not found the lost spirit beast yet?"

"Hey, I was shocked. It turned out to be a normal vision of heaven and earth... Oh no, why is the vision normal?"

"The little disciple of the Medicine Sect is my cousin's fellow sect, wait for me to send a voice transmission to ask my cousin! Haha!"

"The demons are invading... I hope the uncles and brothers and sisters in the northern border are safe."

"There is still no senior brother in today's tabloids..."

Mr. Yi listened to this group of ignorant young disciples laughing and laughing, with a serious expression on his face.

The lifespan of the previous generation is gradually exhausted, but the next generation has not yet grown up.

The word inheritance, no matter the sect or the family, if the festival is broken, it means that there is no inheritance and it is going to a dead end.

Fang Shiyi was lazy today, instead of fighting wits with his husband, he quickly glanced at the tabloids, and actively raised his hand: "Mr. Yi, my disciple wants to ask for advice."

This man has a lot of bad deeds, dogs often can't spit out ivory, Mr. Yi raised his eyelids and looked at him suspiciously.

Yesterday's vision was fleeting, Fang Shiyi was full of doubts, did not find the master to answer the question, let alone believed the nonsense in the tabloid, threw away the jade slip in his hand: "Sir, is the vision related to the invasion of the demons?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the disciples around fell silent, even Xiao Minghe, who was reading the sword formula, looked over.

Yesterday I wanted to file a complaint, but the sect master had already left, and I didn’t punish Cheng Fang to pick up the property. The old man was really upset, and went around in circles: "You answer me a few questions first, and I will tell you later."

Fang Shiyi took out a broken fan out of nowhere, spread it out smartly, and nodded with a smile: "Please."

"What year, what month, and when was the last time the demons invaded?"

The pavilion was quiet, and the young disciples focused on practicing swords and alchemy, making talismans and refining weapons. Mr. Yi taught history, and everyone was not interested in it. When they first heard this question, they were all stunned and frantically flipped through the books.

Amidst the clattering sound of pages flipping through the pages, Fang Shiyi's expression remained unmoved, and he answered quickly: "The new calendar of heaven and earth, the fifth year of 840, Long Qianyue, the fifth day of the lunar new year, and the third quarter of the ugly hour."

"What about the demon clan?"

Fang Suyi: "Since the 'Cloud Valley War' thousands of years ago, the big monster who led the monster clan was almost killed in battle, and the monster clan has never recovered from it, and has never invaded Central Continent again. It is rumored that there are three big monsters in the world, sleeping in unknown corners .”

A long time ago, he was begging for food with an old beggar. When he was cold and hungry, he couldn't help screaming and making noises. The old beggar always threatened him: "If you make trouble again, the big monster will come out and eat you."

Later, when the old beggar left, he continued to bluff him with his last breath: "The big monster is coming to eat me now, run away."

Mr. Yi beat the drum with a "boom", and stroked his long beard triumphantly: "Wrong!"

Fang picked up the relics and returned to his senses, secretly compared the "Chronicle Chronicle" in his heart.This book is also edited by Mr. Yi, who has memorized it backwards when he was 13 years old, and really doesn't know where he went wrong.

The old man has a bad memory, did he forget that he wrote it?

"The big monster is the disaster of the world." Mr. Yi swayed down slowly with a small drum and drumsticks, and when he saw a deserter, he went over calmly and knocked on his ear with a "dong" tone. The old man is like an old master in a mortal school, "The big monster is born from the spiritual energy of the world, born with great supernatural powers, and has the ability to move mountains and seas..."

The little disciple in the back row raised his hand and interjected: "Sir, is the big monster as powerful as our sect master?"

Mr. Yi raised his eyelids: "If it's a one-faced monster, the sect master's chance of winning is less than [-]%."

Fang Shiyi's eyebrows twitched.

He was carried back to Shanhaimen by Wen Xiuyue, Shanhaimen was his home, and Wen Xiuyue was close to his biological father.

Living up to this age where cats hate dogs, he has never seen anything that his master can't deal with, or anyone he can't beat. If someone comes to make trouble, often the master doesn't have to get up, raises his finger and strikes the sheath, and the sound of clanging resounds through the sky, and everything is restored. Pitched, no one dared to move.

If everyone has an invincible belief in their hearts, in Fang Shiyi's heart, that belief is the master.

Hearing what Mr. Yi said now, he felt extremely dissatisfied in his heart, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and said, "How did you know, sir? The big monster has disappeared for a thousand years, and what is written in the book is untrue."

Mr. Yi walked slowly in front of him, with a stern old face, and said coldly: "That's right, no one really knows whether there are still big monsters in the world." After a pause, his voice sank, "But more than a hundred years ago, there was a big monster born. That big monster fell in love with a human woman. The blood of the big monster was too strong, and the woman died after giving birth to a half-human, half-demon son. All over the world, they found secret techniques and set off a bloodbath, trying to revive her with blood sacrifices from half of Central Continent's souls."

Everyone was fascinated: "Wow——"

It sounds better than a script!

Mr. Yi was so angry with them that his beard straightened: "Times have changed and the world has changed. Now you are ignorant and ignorant. How do you know the situation at that time! A hundred years ago, there were seven sects in Central Continent. Why do you know why there are only five sects left now? Because the other two sects, They were all wiped out by that evildoer!"

The little disciples were stunned for a moment, and when they realized it, their backs suddenly shivered.

A big sect like Shanhaimen has tens of thousands of disciples, with some great abilities.The big demon destroyed the two sects with only his own power?

"Later, the five sects united, and just now they used the killing array to seriously injure that evildoer."

Mr. Yi walked to the railing, looking beyond the heavy clouds, "The big monster fled on the verge of death, and no one knows where he fell. But the evil son he left behind was protected and fell into the glacier in the far north In the end, even the demons who have lived in the Northland for generations can't find out where the evil son is. This matter has not been recorded, because it is afraid to frighten the world and make people panic."

The rest of the people were still indulged in the beautified imagination of "the big monster rushing to the crown and becoming a beauty" and "the love between the human and the monster cross-clan". Xiao Minghe suddenly opened his mouth: "Then yesterday's vision is related to the son of the big monster?"

Fang Shiyi thought further: "If the son of the big monster wakes up, he will definitely come to revenge. The demons didn't wait until we fought the son of the big monster to death before taking the opportunity to enter. Could it be that they reached some agreement with him?"

Mr. Yi replied: "This kind of vision happened ten years ago."

Xiao Minghe frowned: "Then this is..."

"After today's class, you go back and read the classics, and write down your understanding of the disputes and visions of the three races of humans, demons, and demons. There should be no less than three volumes of bamboo slips. It is strictly forbidden to borrow from each other. It will be presented in the morning class next time." Mr. Yi Ignoring the sudden changes in the faces of the young disciples, he chanted and sighed three times, "Don't peek into the vast world with your eyes."

When the old gentleman spoke, he stared straight at Fang Shiyi: "You must know that there are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. Brats, you are still young."

Fang Shiyi was silent for a moment, and did not bow his head: "Thank you for your enlightenment, sir."

After the morning class, the young disciples sat blankly, and it was rare for them to go around Fang to pick up the leftovers and spank. They were so desperate that they almost cried: "Yesterday's "Shan Hai Men Jing Shi" has not been copied, and today I have to write a paper again. !"

Fang Shiyi was meditating quietly, but was startled when he heard the sound—this time he was not spared!

Just as he was thinking about how to escape from this assignment, a cry of cranes sounded in the misty clouds. Fang Shiyi was familiar with the sound. He turned his head and saw a paper crane flying in front of him from far and near, and landed on him with lifelike wings. palm.Just as Xiao Minghe was about to leave, when he turned his head to see this scene, a haze flashed in his eyes, and his tone was neither yin nor yang: "Every time I only send letters to you, Master really values ​​his first disciple."

Fang Shiyi raised his eyelids, raised his eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Whoever sees it has a share, let's watch together."

A bunch of furry heads popped out from behind.

Fang Shiyi didn't turn his head back, turned the folding fan in his hand, and smacked the heads of those who came to peek back one by one: "Go, go, copy and write papers, are you free?"

The paper cranes spread out automatically, turned into golden mist and dissipated, and a blurry picture appeared in the golden mist—a pair of blood-red eyes in the thick fog.

Xiao Minghe: "This is..."

Fang picked up the relics without saying a word, and fanned the broken fan, the picture on the golden mist dissipated, and a few strings of words floated in the air.

"The demons came across the sea. As a teacher, I have already gone to the north. I don't know the date of return. From now on, I will take care of all the affairs on the Moon Peak, all of which will be decided by the pickers. Pick up my disciples, do you still remember the place that the teacher told you at noon the day before yesterday? You and Minghe are past the age of hair tie, you should be alone, as the teacher left in a hurry, this matter will be handled by the two of you. Don't be impetuous, and be cautious at all times."