Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The flying magic circle was blown up, and the huge millet boat in Ziwei Pavilion couldn't support it, and it actually slid down from the sky.Panic filled the air for a while, and no one expected such a situation to happen!

Ziwei Pavilion, what is that place?

If one is talking about which sect is the strongest in the fairy world, the answer will surely be disputed; but if one is talking about the sect with the most mysterious and arrogant posture and the most unpredictable behavior in the fairy world, then the answer must be Ziwei Pavilion!

It is said that Ziwei Pavilion has been in existence for more than 4000 years, and generations of disciples shunned the world and guarded their hearts, cutting off emotions and desires.Practice the method of divination, and calculate the fate of the stars.

The "Ziyao" astrolabe, which has been inherited by Ziwei's saint son, can even occupy the fortune of the world and know the blessings and misfortunes of the three realms.

There are even many places in the ordinary world that set up temples to worship the gods of Ziwei Pavilion. Some ordinary people in poor mountains may not know about Jingui Palace, but they definitely don’t know about the gods in Ziwei Pavilion——

It's Ziwei Pavilion like this, one day it will be hacked down by someone with a long knife! ?

No one would believe it, but it really happened!

Standing on the falling millet boat, surrounded by Yin demons, Jina's purple robe was filled with wind, and his expression remained indifferent.

"...The disaster star of the Fang family, Fang Zhiyuan?"

Ziwei Shengzi's face was like deep water in an ancient well, without waves, but he just said lightly: "It's so presumptuous."

Fang Zhiyuan's black hair was blown even more messy by the airflow. Without fear, he put his long knife on his shoulder, turned around and exposed the empty door behind his back to Jina.

"Holy Son, I'm here to eliminate demons."

He looked at Yin Yao with a sneer, and said softly with a slight sarcasm, "You won't start a monk's internal strife in front of Yin Yao just because I am a cursed star?"

Guardian Xingxiu raised his sleeves and said angrily: "Bold madman, you dare to deceive the public with evil words! The Yin demon is clearly attracted by you!!"

The group of instrument cultivators who were blown up in the magic circle were even more angry, and at the same time, there was a sense of aggrieved dumb people who were suffering from eating Coptis chinensis——

Exorcism! ?Yes, you are killing Yin Yao.But you are a cursed star, where to kill Yin Yao, wouldn't you recruit more Yin Yao there! ?

"..."

Ji Namo was silent for a moment, and said: "The disciples on the boat are not strong enough, let's get rid of the Yin demon first."

The Holy Son ordered, so naturally he had to obey.

Several Xingxiu Dharma Guardians stepped on their footwork, coincident with the numbers of Xingdou's gossip, set up a killing array, and jointly killed the Nascent Soul Stage Yin Demon.

The instrument repairers spread the talismans on the spot, and the huge magic circle spread out, and the falling momentum of Su Zhou slowed down immediately.

Someone shouted: "It won't last long like this! Let's see where the millet boat can be parked!"

"There is an open cliff below..."

"Okay! Land here, be careful!"

Fang Zhiyuan who got his wish quietly raised the corners of his lips.

Another backhand slashed down, splitting the black air and billowing.

...Unexpectedly, this guy is really working hard to kill Yin Yao.

I saw Fang Zhiyuan's black figure as swift and fierce as a falcon, and many young disciples who were only consecrated with cultivation bases should have been injured by Yin Yao's claws, but they were all protected by him without a hair being hurt.

On the contrary, it was himself who gradually had a lot of wounds torn by Yin Qi, and his breathing began to be unsteady.

Jina's face darkened slightly, and the light spots gathered in his hands, as if he was about to summon a fairy weapon.

Elder Wang has been protecting the Holy Son, at this moment he raised an arm and stopped him: "You can't, the Yin Yao is a filthy thing, don't dare to defile the Ziwei Holy Son. I can deal with mere evil things. "

"Why..." Jina frowned disapprovingly, and was about to refute.

Suddenly, a flash of snow flashed in the air below!

A pure white long sword came from outside the sky, and cut a Yin demon in half that was about to attack Fang Zhiyuan's back heart!

Lin Lingqing's figure was like a crane, landing lightly on the deck.With a little step, he retreated while swinging away the Yin Yao, until he and Fang Zhiyuan were almost back to back.

Fang Zhiyuan said in surprise: "Brother? Why do you..."

"Fang Zhiyuan, you're doing very well..." Lin Lingqing gritted his teeth, trembling with anger, "You can wait for me after getting rid of the Yin Yao!"

Two people back to back, one with a sword, one with a knife; one in white, one in black.The tacit understanding of nearly a hundred years made their cooperation perfect to the point that nothing leaked, and the Yin demons fell one by one.

When the Yin Yao in the Nascent Soul stage dissipated, Su Zhou also docked steadily on that cliff.

Jina stepped forward to salute Lin Lingqing, "Thank you for your help."

"Hmph, Holy Son, don't be deceived by the red and white faces of these two people!" A Ziwei Pavilion Xingxiu Dharma Guardian stepped forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with disdain, "The chief true disciple of Xuyun Sect, Lin Lingqinglin Xiaoxianjun, I'm here Is that right?"

"Ziwei Pavilion has no grievances with Xuyun, but your junior brother lured the Yin demon to my Su Zhou, not to mention destroying the Su Zhou formation. I don't know what he wants to do!"

"..."

Lin Lingqing was expressionless, and weighed Tunanjian in his hand, "The younger brother is stubborn, I will teach him a lesson."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and stabbed with a sword!

"Senior Brother!?" Fang Zhiyuan's unmoving expression finally broke, he panicked for the first time, and hastily raised his knife to block it.

Zheng——

The disaster tooth knife collided with the Tunan sword, and there was a crisp sound that would shatter the eardrums!

Fang Zhiyuan was so guilty that he didn't dare to use [-]% of his strength. He couldn't resist, he was sent flying, and hit a boulder on the side of the cliff with his back!

"Well……!"

The sword's momentum was controlled just right, it seemed that even the power of Fang Zhiyuan's block was counted.Although he hit the rock, he didn't have much momentum left, and he didn't feel much pain.

however……

Fang Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, and within sight, the snow-white long sword swung at him again!

He barely raised his long knife to parry.Tu Nan's sword fell viciously, causing Fang Zhiyuan's tiger's mouth to go numb.

"Master, senior brother..."

Cold sweat broke out on Fang Zhiyuan's back.Yes...he was messing around a bit, but he shouldn't be so angry! ?

Lin Lingqing held the hilt of Tunan's sword tightly with his right hand, and pressed the sword body with his left hand, "Fang Zhiyuan..."

His expression was as calm as usual, but anger was clearly splattering in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth every word, "Do you really think that I let you mess around with everything?"

Fang Zhiyuan tried to calm down: "I..."

Clang!

Tu Nan's sword pressed down an inch, almost on Fang Zhiyuan's neck.

Lin Lingqing moved his head sideways, and a strand of ink spread out on the black blade. He squinted his long eyes, parted his thin lips, and gritted his teeth with hatred: "Dare to release the spiritual flow to attract the Yin demon...you are capable! "

Behind them, a group of people from Ziwei Pavilion stared dumbfounded.

This, this, this... So the rumors that the two disciples of Xu Yun had a private disagreement, is it true or not? ?

"I..." Fang Zhiyuan's wrist holding the knife trembled, and he stared at Lin Lingqing and said in a low voice, "I didn't really hurt anyone! Did you mean it!?"

Lin Lingqing was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked his leg, "How dare you say that? Show me yourself!"

Attracting such a powerful yin demon is not a joke. After the scuffle just now, Fang Zhiyuan has already had a lot of yin corrosive wounds on his body.Lin Lingqing felt pain while looking at it.

——This guy, relying on the good medicine of leaves, flowers and fruits, and his quick recovery ability, dares to ruin his body like this!

"Yes...it was my fault, I was wrong!" Fang Zhiyuan knew he was wronged, but he was not willing to fight Lin Lingqing, so he could only surrender first and beg for forgiveness, "Brother... in front of Ziwei Pavilion, save me some face. "

"...Don't take this as an example." Lin Lingqing then loosened his strength, flipped his wrist, and Tu Nanjian turned into a stream of light and dissipated, "Go back to the inn and teach you a lesson."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his snow-white sleeves, turned to the ark in Ziwei Pavilion, and looked in the direction of Jina when he raised his eyes.

Unfortunately, at this time, Jina was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two met.

Lin Lingqing closed her eyes and lowered her eyebrows, and said calmly, "I'm laughing."

Jina shook her head slightly, and returned the salute earnestly: "The disciples of Ziwei Pavilion were not injured or injured, and I would like to thank Xiaoxian for his help."

Finally, the weather was calm, and the millet boat in Ziwei Pavilion stopped on the edge of the cliff, crushing clusters of fiery red Lingxiao fairy flowers.

The instrument repairmen on the boat were busy repairing the magic circle, and the disciples who had just gone through a fierce battle were still in shock and were sitting cross-legged to rest.

Lin Lingqing thought to himself: This kind of first meeting is really far from the previous life.

But the moment he looked into Jina's eyes, he could see that Son Ziwei was not a reborn soul.

Without him, Jina is too pure, too easy to see through, and even a bit too stupid.

The aloof Son of Ziwei?No. 1 talent in the fairy world?Or an astrological fairy with a pair of eyes that can see through the blessings and misfortunes of the three realms?

——No, in Lin Lingqing's eyes, Jina is just a young man who is too naive.

Since he was a child, he was raised by the previous Holy Master Ruan Mingtong on the Shanhai Xingchen Terrace, and was carved into a noble "Holy Son" by Ziwei Pavilion.

He even remembered that in the last world of mortals, Jina was dragged by him to discuss, and finally he was questioned until he was speechless.

At that time... Heh, in retrospect, it was really interesting.

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"Dare to ask the Holy Son, why is Ziwei Pavilion established?"

Leaning lazily among the flaming red flowers, the little fairy in white was playing with the wine cup in his hand.The end of her beautiful eyes twitched, and she looked at Ziwei Shengzi who was sitting solemnly opposite him with an indifferent expression.

Jina said calmly, "For the peace of the world."

The sky was clear, and in the crevices of the cliff, the Lingxiao fairy flower was swayed by the wind, and finally a drop of dew fell.

"Ask the Holy Son again, what is the world?"

"Fairies, gods, humans and ghosts, flowers, birds and insects, mountains, rivers and seas of clouds, changing seasons...everything in the world is the world."

The cricket jumped over the corner of the purple clothes and climbed into the grass.

This little bug has absorbed a lot of heaven and earth spiritual energy, and its body is more slender and emerald green than the crickets in the mortal world.

However, its sanity is not enlightened, it is chaotic, and it flies and jumps instinctively, but it doesn't know that what it just jumped over is the most noble robe of the young master of Ziwei Pavilion.

"Ask the Holy Son again, what is Qingping?"

"Immortals, gods, humans and ghosts all return to their respective positions; flowers, birds, insects, and insects each give birth to their own; mountains, rivers, and seas of clouds flow endlessly; the seasons change, and they follow the way. This is Qingping."

Jina's voice was flat and steady, without any ups and downs.

These questions were roughly touched upon by the master and the elders when they taught him to set up the Dao Mind. With his current state of mind, it is not difficult to answer them.

"You are wrong."

Unexpectedly, the young man in white on the opposite side laughed and said seriously: "I ask you, if there is such a person, he has been separated from the five elements since he was born, and he is not tolerated by the avenue of fortune; , and finally died with hatred—"

"He lived his whole life, seeing light as shadows, and flowers as blood. Even if the Three Realms revolved according to the Dao day by day, all the human scenes he saw in his eyes were seas of bitterness and hell—"

"So, how come Qingping?"

Jina was slightly taken aback.

He sat upright, frowned and said: "This person is indeed pitiful, but there are billions of people in the three realms, Ziwei's astrology, it is the fate of this world... How can he be saved from the suffering of that person..."

Lin Lingqing shook his head and smiled, with his index finger on his lips: "It's wrong again. According to what the Holy Son said earlier, everything in the world is for the world—in this case, if there is such a person whose life is not peaceful, why are you here?" peace in the world?"

Jina suddenly raised her head, speechless.

He thought for a while, "I..."

But he shook his head again, unable to continue.

Lin Lingqing said: "According to what the Holy Son said earlier, Ziwei set up a pavilion to seek peace in the world. But you can't even seek peace for this one person, let alone the peace of everything in the world."

"In that case..."

The young Xianjun raised his beautiful eyebrows, blinked, pointed to Jina's nose and nodded twice, "——what use do you need Ziwei Pavilion?"

Jina: "..."

Ziwei Shengzi's eyes were a little dazed, and his head ached from Lin Lingqing's few words.

He subconsciously felt something was wrong. Ziwei Pavilion had been in existence for 4000 years, and how many blessings and misfortunes it had predicted for the Three Realms. The number of temples in the mortal world could not be counted. How could it be useless?

And as the son of Ziwei, he was taught by the elders since he was a child to establish a heart for the three realms, to be kind and holy, and to be ruthless and selfless.

He must become the person who watches the stars and fortune-telling from a high place until he exhausts his efforts, and becomes the person who wants to protect the people all his life... just like his master.

How could this be useless! ?

But Jina couldn't justify himself, he couldn't refute a single word of the white-clothed boy in front of him.

He had no choice but to gather himself together, and said: "Dare to ask Xiao Xianjun about the peace in the world?"

Lin Lingqing's crooked eyes showed a little sinister arc, he tilted his head, and sipped his own brewed wine with his lips.

"My own words and deeds are in order, and I arrange the people, things and things around me to be in order, and I will be safe and comfortable all my life."

Fingers pinch the wine cup and shake it.

The clear liquid inside swayed the sunlight that fell from the clouds.

"In other words, I live happily all my life—this is my peace."

Lin Lingqing lay down among the fiery flowers with his head up, with faint drunkenness, he flicked his snow sleeves:

"As I lie here, immortals, gods, humans and ghosts, flowers, birds, insects, mountains, rivers and seas of clouds, the changing seasons, and even the three thousand avenues, all come into my eyes. Therefore, I am the world."

Jina's eyes widened in shock.

"..."

He wanted to reprimand "absurd", but couldn't make a sound; he wanted to get up and leave in anger, unable to move his legs.

He thought in amazement: How can there be such a person in the world?

Dare to call yourself human?

Lin Lingqing picked a Lingxiao flower and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it.

He said softly: "I am peaceful, and the world is peaceful."

"I set up Xuyun's sect not for kindness, and I don't have the heart to benefit the Three Realms. I just want to make myself happy." Lin Lingqing closed his eyes and said, "Unfortunately, I am a human being, so Xuyun's establishment of a sect is also In order to seek peace in the world."

Jina looked at him blankly, and thought again: How could there be such a person in the world?

This person, Lin Lingqing, who established the sect Xuyun, clearly protected every yin body disciple in the sect who should have suffered a lot, but he didn't say that.

He just said it was for his own pleasure.

"Son of Jinaji, let me ask you one last question."

Lin Lingqing's voice was still soft, he sat up slowly, poured wine into the cup, and then put the fairy flowers he picked just now into the cup.

"The disciples of Ziwei Pavilion are pure-hearted and ascetic, and do not get involved in the world of mortals. You, my holy son, have been closed to the mountains, seas and stars since childhood, and have never been in the world."

"—Dare to ask the Holy Son, if you don't know the world, how can you seek the well-being of the world?"

Jina's extremely tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his composure and calm gradually returned to his body.

This question is finally simple, every Ziwei Pavilion disciple will answer it, and he has recited it countless times since he was a child.

Jin Nadao: "The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, only then can the six realms be run with righteousness; the sages are selfless, only then can they protect the world with righteousness."

"The Holy Son is wrong again!"

Lin Lingqing fell down among the flowers with a smile, her clear eyes clearly shone with success, and a bright red Lingxiao fairy flower just happened to stick to the boy's white jade-like cheek.

His voice is so clear, like the first melting brook in early spring, splashing on the pebbles by the river:

"If a saint must learn to be like the heaven and the earth, then what saint is there in the world? Just leave the rules of the heaven and the earth!"

"Varied……"

Jina was speechless, speechless.

"Oh my god," Lin Lingqing threw the wine cup, "It seems that the Holy Son only knows how to look up at the sea of ​​stars, and doesn't touch the world of mortals."

"Your world is in the sky, and mine is in front of you."

The young man in white had clear eyes, giggled and waved his hands and said, "Then I have nothing to say to you."

The author has something to say: Really. Lin Xiaoxianjun in his childhood body, with great ability to bluff people, takes pleasure in smashing other people's three views every day =w=