100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

As soon as Gu Xuecun walked out of the room, he saw Lu Jueling sitting in front of the stone table in the small courtyard, frowned and closed his eyes, reciting some formulas in a low voice.

A black wooden long sword on the table was trembling slightly and making low noises.

It is cold.

Gu Xue was startled intentionally, but she didn't make a sound, she just stood quietly and waited with her breath held.

After half an hour, the dry cold on the stone table finally stopped trembling, and landed on the table with a clang as if it had completely lost its vitality, completely motionless.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Lu Jueling's forehead, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Xuecun who was staring at him intently, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "You're awake."

Gu Xuecun didn't pay attention to him, just walked up to him quickly and asked, "What's wrong with the cold?"

"The demon in the sword center is a little restless."

"Does it matter?"

"It's okay."

Gu Xuecun himself is used to reporting good news and not worrying, at this moment, he puts himself in the shoes of others, instinctively disbelieves his words, and only doubts: "Really?"

Lu Jue paused for a moment, and said: "The day before yesterday when I sneaked into the secret room of the palace, the flowers were a bit strange, and my mood fluctuated a little."

Gu Xuecun was stunned, a little regretful: "Yes, your demons have been causing trouble all the time, Jie Xinlian's hostility will of course affect you, it's my fault that I didn't expect it."

Lu Jueling looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "No need to feel guilty, you don't know that there is such an evil flower in the palace, and I can still suppress it, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Ajue, it doesn't matter whether your inner demons are important or not. I can see to a certain extent, so don't give me reassurance. I'm not a child, so I don't need you to coax me like this. Tell me the truth, after all How long can it be suppressed?"

Lu Jueling was silent for a while.

"After splitting the heart demon into two, I don't have to suppress half of the Withering Cold Sword myself, so that peace can be maintained for a hundred years, but last night, the seal in the Withering Cold Sword showed signs of loosening."

Gu Xuecun said: "Since that's the case, this seal..."

"It's okay, although it's a little loose, it's not a problem. When you and I return to the sect from Beihai, we can repair the seal again. There is no need to rush."

Only then did Gu Xuecun feel relieved, and he suddenly thought of something: "Since this is the case, let's set off quickly, don't waste time here, when we arrive at Chunhua Palace, maybe my aunt will have a solution for your inner demon. "

Lu Jueling looked at him and nodded.

"Your father's business..."

Gu Xuecun was silent for a moment, and said: "Let's not mention it for now, let's discuss the long-term plan when we go to Beihai."

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Gu Xuecun originally intended to bid farewell to Lu Hong, but unexpectedly, the servants in the palace told them that King Zhennan and his concubine had already left the palace last night.

He and Lu Jueling had no choice but to leave first, not to mention that Huaiyuan, the guard of the palace, brought a small group of people to stop them, but of course they got rid of them without much effort.

The two of them wanted to go on their way, and they didn't plan to go back to Nanling to take a carriage to the north. Gu Xuecun simply resumed his men's attire and headed north directly with Yujian. Although it was a bit far from Nanjiang Yujian to Beihai, it took only three to five days in total.

Two days later.

Finally arrived at the junction of the Northern Territory and the Central Plains - the imperial capital of the mortal Great Viet Dynasty.

The sun is setting to the west, and night is coming.

Gu Xuecun stood on the edge of Chasing Water, glanced at the brightly lit and bustling Imperial Capital below, and turned to look at Lu Jueling beside him.

Lu Jueling had put away Kuhan, but in order to feel whether the seal in the sword was loose at any time, he didn't put it in his sleeve, but just wrapped a piece of black cloth and carried it behind his back.

Although his appearance hasn't changed much from when he was a boy, and his charm is completely different, Gu Xuecun somehow remembered the boy who used to carry a long sword like this.

Seeing him looking at him, Lu Jueling asked softly, "Tired?"

Only then did Gu Xuecun come back to his senses, and laughed dryly: "That's a little bit."

Lu Jueling lowered his eyes to look at the human town under his feet, and said, "Since you are afraid of heights, why don't you want to walk with me?"

Gu Xuecun snorted: "I'm just a little scared, besides, I'm not a little girl, why do you have to hug me?"

Lu Jueling glanced at him and said nothing, but Gu Xuecun somehow saw a smile in those dark eyes.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lu Jueling didn't answer him, but said: "Since you're tired, why don't you take a rest."

Gu Xuecun was about to refuse, but suddenly he heard a small sound from something piercing through the air, before he could react, Lu Jueling over there had already withdrawn his expression, raised his hand and shot out a jet of black spiritual energy, swaying I didn't know what to open, and there was a light "chick".

Gu Xuecun looked sideways, but before he could see it clearly, he only caught a glimpse of a light green afterimage quickly passing by his cheek.

He was startled, and turned his head to look back, only to see a monk in blue standing against the wind standing behind him at some point, and the light green that was shot at them just now had returned to his fingertips.

It's nothing but a thin willow leaf.

"I've carefully tempered this magic weapon for a long time. I didn't want to put it in front of you. It's a bit late. The real person reacted so quickly." The monk in Tsing Yi smiled.

It took Gu Xuecun a while to see his face clearly in the night, and she couldn't help saying in surprise: "You are... Ye Yiqiao..."

Ye Yiqiao smiled and replied, "Master Gu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Gu Xuecun almost instantly thought of Jiexinlian in the study of Zhennan Prince's Mansion, and couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his heart, and a coldness rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianlinggai.

But Lu Jueling had already stood in front of him at some point.

"You Daoist Ye made a surprise attack in the middle of the night, what's the use of it?"

"Renren Lu knows it well, why bother to ask." The smile on the monk's face in Tsing Yi finally faded away, and his voice became flat, "We can keep the water in the well, but the real person just wants to meddle in other people's business , repeated incidents."

"If Ji Kushan's hands are not too long, I don't have to meddle in other people's business." Lu Jue Ling said lightly.

"Lu Jueling, I only have one question for you, where is Jianzhu now?"

Lu Jueling stared at Ye Yiqiao, and said in a deep voice, "The Yeshan Rebellion... really has something to do with you. The thousand-year-old righteous way of Jikushan, why bother with such evil spirits as Fenzhu."

Ye Yiqiao raised his head and smiled and said, "Yaoxie? Haha. Your master Dingxiao Lord, don't you also work with him? Don't you find it ridiculous that Lu Zhenren is questioning me righteously at this moment?"

When Lu Jueling heard the word "Ding Xiao", his eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "How do you know about this?"

"Give me the candle, and I will tell you."

"Since that's the case, fellow Daoist Ye doesn't have to think about it in vain. This monster has already been punished."

Ye Yiqiao sneered: "Reverend Lu, if I told you that not only did I know that Dingxiao and Canzhu had an affair a hundred years ago, but I also knew the whereabouts of Feng Ziping, would you still be so stubborn?"

Not only Gu Xuecun was taken aback when he heard this, but Lu Jueling's pupils suddenly dilated, and he said quickly, "What did you say?!"

Ye Yiqiao word by word: "burn, candle."

Gu Xuecun obviously felt that Lu Jueling's breathing was much faster. He turned his head and found that the dark red hidden in his eyes was gradually emerging. ..."

Lu Jueling still stared straight at Ye Yiqiao.

"Burning candles killed my master, does Fellow Daoist Ye think I will let him go?"

"Ding Xiao is already dead, but Feng Ziping is still alive, can't Master Lu tell which is more important?" Ye Yiqiao said with a smile, "Ye Mou thought you were a smart person."

"Fenzhu must die. As for the whereabouts of my master..." Lu Jueling lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "You will tell."

Ye Yiqiao said coldly: "Lu Jueling, Ye Mou didn't want to hurt your life, even if you insist on toasting and not eating fine wine, don't blame me for being cruel."

As soon as Ye Yiqiao finished speaking, nine slender willow leaves shot towards Lu Juiling from between his fingers.

Gu Xuecun was anxious, but the well-known Xiao Sheng had already sounded, and the blue sound waves gently swayed in front of Lu Jueling, and all the nine willow leaves bounced back.

Although Liu Ye turned back, she didn't lose her anger. Instead, she was surrounded by dense black thunder and attacked Ye Yiqiao's face.

Ye Yiqiao was startled, and was about to turn sideways to hide, but found that the man in black with a cold face had arrived in front of him by the wind at some point, and Bi□□□xiao was wrapped in the gust of wind and hit him on the back of the head.

Ye Yiqiao couldn't dodge in time, a willow leaf still left a scar half a finger deep on his forehead, and dark red blood trickled down his face.

The insight was already at his throat.

"I also don't want to take your life." Lu Jue said indifferently, "Where is my master?"

Rao had known for a long time that Lu Jueling was once one of the best swordsmen in the world. Ye Yiqiao thought he had a high opinion of him, but he still underestimated the enemy when he didn't want to.

Gu Xuecun was breathing a sigh of relief for Lu Jueling, but saw Ye Yiqiao closed his eyes, and suddenly spit out a seven-petal light pink flower from his mouth, and flew towards the center of Lu Jueling's eyebrows.

But when Lu Jue Ling appeared from the flower, he seemed to have suddenly lost consciousness, and remained motionless, letting the flower sink into the center of his eyebrows.

Ye Yiqiao made a seal with his left hand, and stretched out his palm in front of Lu Jue Ling's forehead. Gu Xuecun knew it was a soul-searching technique at the first sight, and he was horrified: "A Jue!!!!"

However, Lu Jueling remained motionless.

Gu Xue made a horizontal move intentionally, raised her palm and almost concentrated her whole body's spiritual power, and then rushed towards Ye Yiqiao's back heart, but before she got close to him, she was shocked by a violent pressure, Suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just now, seeing Lu Jueling not fighting him very well, now Gu Xuecun suddenly came to his senses——

This is a great power at the out-of-body stage, even if he is no match for Lu Jueling, it is too easy to pinch him to death.

Ye Yiqiao murmured thoughtfully, "Hey, why is the soul incomplete? How can you search for the soul?"

Gu Xuecun was taken aback when he heard the words, but when he looked up, he saw Ye Yiqiao turned to look at him.

"Palace Master Gu, you should know where the candle is, right?"

Gu Xuecun's throat tightened, and he was thinking about how to fool around, but he felt that someone had strangled his neck so hard that he could hardly breathe.

It's Ye Yiqiao.

He smiled and said: "Palace Master Gu, don't bother you to tell me, Ye Mou will do it himself."

Gu Xuecun felt a burst of whiteness in front of his eyes, completely powerless to resist, and a strange spiritual force flowed from his forehead to the back of his head.

The painful taste made the teeth chatter. In the past, Gu Xuecun felt that Jingheng's Frozen Heart Curse was already very uncomfortable, but compared with this moment, it was nothing.

He trembled instinctively: "Please...stop..."

"Where is the candle?"

Gu Xuecun was in so much pain that he couldn't think about what those four words meant, let alone who Candle was.

It only took a moment, but the pain of bone erosion seemed to last for tens of millions of years.

Just when Gu Xuecun felt that spiritual power was about to flow to the back of his head, a voice seemed to enter his ears from far away, and then entered his mind.

That voice is strange but familiar, who is it...

"Let go."

Before Gu Xuecun had time to remember who the owner of the sound was, he felt a gust of wind blowing past, followed by a muffled "puff" sound as the blade pierced through something, and the warm unknown liquid splashed on his face.

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