Zhu He

Murong Jiaoyang brought Yu Miao to the upper room on the third floor of the inn, but when he entered the room, there was no one there except Qiu Muwang standing at the table silently looking at a cup of steaming tea, obviously the owner of the room just now leave.

Qiu Mu looked around and fixed his eyes on a lush climbing vine outside the window. Suddenly, he reached out and swiped among the vines, only to see a half-arm-long vine branch pulled out from it and held in his palm.

"If you don't show up, then I can only temporarily detain your little pet." Qiu Mu looked towards the window and said coldly.

The words fell, but no one answered.

Qiu Muwang was not in a hurry, he pinched the vine with his fingertips, and the soft hanging green strip suddenly twisted back and forth like a living thing, and even wanted to twist Qiu Muwang's hand, but was pinched seven times by Elder Qiu's three fingers Inch, made unable to move.The dark green of the vine's epidermis gradually faded, revealing the golden-red and black stripes underneath, with a head, a tail, eyes, and a mouth.

It was clearly a spotted golden-red snake! ?

Yu Miao on the side stared dumbfounded.

...Why does this little snake look familiar? !

Qiu Muwang clenched his fingertips tightly, and the little snake Hongxin, whose mana was suppressed by him, spit out more and more slowly, and his tail gradually drooped as if he was about to die.At this time, an old voice interrupted Qiu Muwang's movements.

"The old man just came here for a while. I have no grievances or enmities with you. The monks not only came here uninvited, but also moved my things without authorization. It is too rude."

Yu Miao hurriedly looked around, but there was no one outside the window.

Qiu Muwang's eyes sank, as if a storm was brewing, but when he spoke, he was pleading.

"It's true that we were rude, it's because we had to ask for something, so please Haihan." He said, raising his hand, and carefully sent the little snake out.

There was a flash of white light outside the window, and finally a figure walked past and caught the little snake firmly.

"It's said that the people who come to this magic weapon conference are all demons and heretics. I didn't expect that the so-called decent words and deeds of the so-called famous families are nothing more than that."

The person who suddenly appeared was the old man with the white beard who had frequently attracted the attention of Murong Jiaoyang and the others before. He was holding a small snake and hiding it in his sleeve, standing with his hands behind his hands in a cloud, looking at it with a pair of bright eyes sarcastically. come over.

Qiu Mu looked at them, but they were not repelled by the cold words. On the contrary, Elder Qiu, who had always been cold and proud, bowed his head even more, let him be ridiculed, and even took the initiative to apologize again: "Qiu was so reckless and abrupt, and he will definitely pay back a hundred times in the future." , I just ask you to show up and listen to me... Mr. Chang."

Yu Miao was still trying to figure out where he had seen that little snake before, when he suddenly heard Qiu Muwang's last three words, his head buzzed!

What, what?

Mr. Chang? !

Taking a closer look at the old man's face, the chin was raised high with disdain in his eyes, and the cunning and cleverness when he talked to himself at the beginning, gradually overlapping with a certain face in memory, Yu Miao seemed to be enlightened for a moment.

So it was him? !

Different from Yu Miao's surprise, the white-bearded old man on the other end was obviously very unhappy with their provocation: "What about Mr. Chang? Mr. Li? I don't understand what you are talking about? Well, since the conference is over, I still have to The matter is in the body, the matter of pets is a lot of old men, I don't want you to worry about it, if there is a next time, I will never let it go lightly!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

However, after only taking a step forward, he was blocked by someone, it was Murong Jiaoyang who had been silent all this time.

The head of Murong sect raised his brows, his face went back and forth several times, and finally he followed Qiu Muwang to let go of his usual cold posture, his eyes were sincere, and regardless of the other party's denials, he still called him "Mr. Chang" one by one, and quickly Tell all about Nadu Jingdeng and Shen Yuanxiu.

"It's about the life of the old man. I didn't dare to entrust the big one to do this. I also ask Mr. Chang to help me." Murong Jiaoyang lowered his head.

In the face of their turns of affection, the old man with white beard was still not moved, instead he had an expression of nothing to do with him, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more and more serious.

"If I'm not mistaken, one of you is the master of the Qinghe Sect, and the other is the elder of the sect. I'm just a demon cultivator. How can I afford the kind of treasure you mentioned?"

"But you know one person...he can do it." Qiu Mu Wang hurriedly said.

"Heh," the old man seemed to have heard some big joke, "you are really thick-skinned, not to mention that I don't know who 'Mr. Chang' is, even if I am really him... We used to have a deep friendship? I Why should I help you?"

These words made Qiu Muwang pause for a moment, and then showed helplessness.

They really didn't have any friendship with each other, and they even had a lot of contempt and hatred for the relationship between him and the former sect master because of various misunderstandings back then, and now they are ashamed to think about it.

"Back then we were the ones who neglected you, Mr. Chang, you can ignore it for the sake of Qinghemen and Qianmen masters, but... Could you please consider the friendship between Zeng Shi and Yuanxiu, and ask him to help us? Yuanxiu has a way out." Murong Jiaoyang gritted his teeth.

Shen Yuanxiu...

Hearing this name, the old man with white beard flashed his eyes, and he didn't speak for a moment. Just when everyone thought he was letting go, the old man suddenly said "to put it simply, even if I am willing, 'he' may not be willing", Just tap your feet and leave.

Fortunately, Qiu Muwang and Murong Jiaoyang were well prepared, knowing that the other party's temperament has always been perverse and domineering, and this abruptness will not go so smoothly. When they saw the man's action, they stepped forward to block it, but before they could make a move, the old man stopped by himself down.

Looking down at the pair of long arms across his waist, the old man glared fiercely at the people behind him.

I saw Yu Miao who was standing obediently just now, but now he spread his hands and feet like a crab and hugged the person in front of him tightly, looking at him with sparkling eyes, and said in surprise, "Blessings—— —!!!!!! It’s really you!!!???”

If he was still a little confused before, Yu Miao is very sure of his judgment when he looks at the other person at such a close distance now. The person in front of him is a friend he hasn't seen for many years and thinks he will never see him again.No wonder the turtle shell fortune-telling stall owner said he was a fairy.

However, the person Yu Miao regarded as a good friend did not have his joy. After clenching the fist in his sleeve a few times, the old man suddenly raised his hand and slapped the person sticking to him. palm.

"Go away..." That palm was like a knife, merciless.

But he was stopped when the general was caught by the fish.

It was Murong Jiaoyang.

The master of Qinghe Sect, who had been on guard for a long time, grabbed the attacking hand at the first time, but the old man saw that he was bullying him, but he didn't retreat at all, he threw Yu Miao away and slapped Murong Jiaoyang again.

Murong Jiaoyang naturally wanted to block it, so the two fought back and forth like this.

Being here is the only way to save Shen Yuanxiu. If he leaves, I don't know if there will be a chance next time. Even though Qiu Muwang wants to put gentleness first, he has no choice but to be tough now and leave him behind rudely. , others will be discussed later.Ever since, seeing that Murong Jiaoyang didn't dare to let go of his hands and feet, it was hard to tell the winner, Qiu Muwang also joined the battle.

The other party has lived outside the world for a long time, absorbing the spiritual energy of the three worlds, and his body skills have improved a lot compared to the past. Take it, otherwise how can this small inn stand up to the vicious fight of these three, it seems that only a hundred moves have been made, and the world has been turned upside down, the tree fell and the wall was cracked. .

However, maybe the more bullied the less, or maybe the other party didn't use all their strength, gradually, the two Qinghemen who had the upper hand began to gain the upper hand.The old man's breath drifted more and more between offense and defense, and the last one was in a trance, but was pushed by Qiu Muwang and lost his balance, and the whole person stumbled and fell from the clouds!

Seeing the situation, Elder Qiu immediately wanted to rescue him, but just approached, suddenly several glare lights came from the floating clouds in the mid-air, so dazzling that they surrounded the world.

In the blur, a piece of brilliance emerged out of thin air, like a meteor passing by, turning into two tough satins, wrapping the figure that was rushing downwards around the waist, and firmly supporting it on the ground.

At the same time, a faint fragrance blew past, and a strange yet familiar smell spread over everyone's noses.

Qiu Muwang and Murong Jiaoyang's heart skipped a beat when they heard the smell, flowers were flying around in front of them, and then they fixed their eyes, there was no inn around them, they were already standing in a white flowered emptiness.

Not far away stood a tall man, with black hair like black ink and windless, snow-white gauze floating, his whole body was lingering with fluttering fluorescence.

The man turned his back to them, stuck out a finger from his sleeve, and lightly tapped the old man's brow, with a hint of resentment and helplessness.

In an instant, the white eyebrows and beard on the old man's face faded under his fingertips, revealing the delicate and beautiful face that everyone is familiar with.

Willow eyebrows and star eyes, red clothes and body, even a little more shining Gu Pansheng than in memory, who is it not Chang Jiaci who Yu Miao always talks about?

Realizing that his deeds had been exposed, Chang Jiaci immediately put away the evil spirit that was floating around him when he fought Murong Jiaoyang and the others, raised two beautiful long eyebrows, and muttered lazily: "Tsk, who asked you to come... "

The disgusted visitor was not angry, he grabbed his hand with a low laugh, and turned around slowly.

Murong Jiaoyang and Qiu Muwang on the side were shocked when they met his face.

The appearance of the person in front of him has not changed, but his demeanor is no longer comparable to that of the East Gate Master back then. There is a faint golden seal between his brows and his faint eyes. At a glance, he has a feeling of supreme alienation overlooking all living beings, transcending the Three Realms , not what it used to be.

The few people present were startled by the opponent's aura. Although they had guessed it countless times, they had never realized the difference between themselves and the masters so deeply. This is the distance between heaven and earth after ascension?

"Men..." Murong Jiaoyang opened his mouth to call out, but after a pause, he realized something was wrong, and changed his address, "I've seen Xianjun..."

Qiu Muwang was still calm, put away his complicated thoughts, and bowed neatly to Dongqinghe: "Xianjun, today we are rude to Mr. Chang, it is really a last resort, and I also ask Xianjun to punish you!" .”

Dong Qinghe's expression was still calm, the brilliance in his eyes flickered, his smile was not a smile, he glanced at Murong Jiaoyang who lowered his head slightly and Yu Miao who opened his eyes wide and surprised, and then fell to Qiumu Wangxuebai hair, shook his head.

He said: "You don't need to say too much, I already know." He was clearly in front of his eyes, but the words that came out of his mouth seemed to come from far away in the sky, illusory and unclear.

Sure enough, the mundane affairs could not be concealed from the other party, Qiu Mu looked at his throat and said with difficulty: "Then, can I ask the fairy to help..."

In fact, with Qiu Muwang and Murong Jiaoyang's friendship with Dong Qinghe for so many years, as well as the relationship between him and Yuan Xiu as a mentor, they didn't have to worry about each other's indifference. He will definitely help each other with all his strength, but now, Qiu Muwang dare not guarantee it, after all, Dong Qinghe is no longer the master of the East Gate.

Sure enough, Dong Qinghe listened to his earnest and earnest words, but his mind didn't move at all, even the smile in his eyes didn't increase or decrease. Compared with Chang Jiaci, he was a little less mortal Anger, sorrow and joy.

"Everyone has their own destiny. Whether it is the human world or the cultivation world, it is not my turn to intervene now..." Looking at Qiu Muwang who was pale for a moment, Dong Qinghe still said, "And even if I Thinking, this lamp...I'm afraid it won't be able to stay lit for a long time."

"Why? Could it be that even the Immortal Lord can't do anything about this magic weapon?" Murong Jiaoyang couldn't believe it.

Dong Qinghe only felt a certain forearm twitched dishonestly in his palm, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he tightened his five fingers and said: "Yes or no, listen to me, but Let’s draw conclusions.”

"Xian, Xianjun, please tell me." Qiu Muwang's heart was full of ups and downs, and he couldn't tell whether the road ahead was bright or dark.

Dong Qinghe said: "You have read so many ancient books, there shouldn't be any indication of the origin of the sutra lamp, right? Its predecessor was the property of Master Li Ku, it came from the door of Buddhist cultivation, and Master Li Ku ascended thousands of years ago Afterwards, when the Buddha's cultivation was weakened, he recalled the scripture-receiving lamp to his side and took care of it himself. It's just... after many years, the magic weapon fell back into the world of mortals for some reason, and finally passed into your hands. Yes, the person who turned on the scripture-receiving lamp It is indeed necessary to be blessed by the supreme power, but you should know that, for Buddhists, there is one thing in this world that is higher than all dharmas and higher than the world."

"What is it?" Qiu Muwang opened his eyes wide.

Dong Qinghe: "Buddhism is fundamentally compassion, and what surpasses all things in Buddhism is compassion, which is the... kindness in the world of mortals. Unlike other magic weapons in the world, a person with a good heart can It can be used to raise sutra lamps, as long as his kind thoughts are not extinguished, the lamps will not be extinguished."

what? !

...Let the most virtuous person light the lamp?Can the light stay on after passing through?

This method is somewhat beyond everyone's expectations.

But after thinking about it, in the world of comprehension where mana is supreme and killings are frequent, it may be much more difficult to find an ultimate good person than an extreme master.If a few people hear this, they will definitely think so, and the future is hopeless.

However, Qiu Muwang and Murong Jiaoyang were excited at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at the other person on the side.

Yu Miao was still thinking about Dong, Dong Xianjun and Jiaci appearing together, when he felt several straight gazes from around him.

Everyone...why are you looking at me? !

After Dong Qinghe finished speaking, he suddenly waved his palm, and the sutra lamp originally hidden in Qiu Muwang's arms was in his hand the next moment, Dong Qinghe's fingertips turned lightly, and the lamp also spun in his palm , the more it turned, the bigger it became, and it broke through the limit of the efforts of the previous few people in an instant, and became the size of a watermelon.

After lightly weighing it in his hand, Dong Qinghe's fingertips moved slightly, and the thing was thrown into Yu Miao's arms.

"You put some sandalwood into it every day to make offerings, and with sincerity, it will grow into the shape you want slowly. Oh, it can also be used as a refining furnace, as long as you find suitable materials and refine it There is no problem with a good magic weapon."

After speaking, Dong Qinghe smiled slightly at Yu Miao, and pulled Chang Jiaci into the air.

Chang Jiaci couldn't break free, so he could only cast a worried look at Yu Miao and the things in his arms from afar.

Because of the sudden impact, Murong Jiaoyang and Qiu Muwang were a little dazed. Seeing Dong Qinghe's figure gradually disappear, Murong Jiaoyang couldn't help but took two steps behind him.

"Xianjun..."

This low cry that completely dispelled the coldness made Dong Qinghe turn his head again. Looking at this man who has grown from a child to a man in charge, the barrier in Dong Qinghe's eyes faded away, and finally revealed his next trace. Familiar softness.

"Jiaoyang, you did not disappoint me."

As Dong Qinghe said, he turned to look at his old friend again, and his eyes once again glanced at Qiu Mu Wang's snow-white hair.

"Muwang, take care..."

Following this sentence, the figures of Dong Qinghe and Chang Jiaci disappeared into the air.

At the same moment, Murong Jiaoyang and Qiu Muwang's eyes turned back to the inn in Yawu Town, and everything that was broken in the previous fight with Chang Jiaci was miraculously restored, if it wasn't for Yu Miao who was still holding the big watermelon in his arms... The incense burner, everyone almost thought that nothing had happened.

For a long time, Yu Miao's doubts sounded in the silence.

"Am I dreaming??!!"

Just now they felt that their future was hopeless, but in a blink of an eye, not only were they able to save Senior Brother Shen, they also saw Jiaci and the former sect master, and... also got a big treasure that can refine magic weapons? !That way... wouldn't it be possible to make the sect master the most, most, and most powerful magic weapon in the world?

Before Yu Miao was about to pinch him, Murong Jiaoyang grabbed the restless hand.

"It's not a dream... idiot."

Looking at Qiu Mu, who also couldn't regain his senses, he saw Elder Qiu's eyelashes trembling slightly while looking at the scripture lamp, and the corners of his eyes were still slightly red.

"Let's go back..." Murong didn't say anything, just led the little monk and walked ahead.

"Master, if we recover Senior Brother Shen's soul in the future, will we be able to see the former master and Jiaci again?" He was in such a hurry and confusion before that he didn't even have time to talk to Jiaci.

Murong Jiaoyang raised his head, looked at the vast floating clouds above his head, and said after a while: "Of course, one day... we will meet again."

All of them will meet again one day...

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Slender clouds and wind, floating light and hazy smoke, layers of heavy buildings and flying pavilions are half hidden between the blue sky and the sky, misty, like fog and illusion.

The phantom of Qinghe Immortal Lord wandered around the cultivation world for a while, but the main body only squinted in the book hall, and when he opened it again, there was still willow fireworks and mist outside the house, and the wind was smooth.

He got up and walked out of the hall, walked in the garden, and finally stopped by a spring, looked ahead and smiled.

A man in red was lazily lying under a tree not far away, with a big lotus leaf covering his face, thinking he felt the sight from above, he complained without raising his head.

"What are you doing? You know how boring it is here. I just went back to the world for a stroll. Are you blaming me?"

Immortal Qinghe raised the corner of his robe, disregarded his status, and sat down beside him, smiling, "I didn't blame you, I didn't say anything." What Mu Wang and Murong Jiaoyang saw was aloof, and when they looked at the people around them, the drowning color in their eyes almost overflowed their eye sockets.

"Do you still need to say it, it's already written on your face!" The unreasonable man said arrogantly, pointing his finger rudely at his face.

Immortal Qinghe sighed, and wrapped that dishonest hand in his palm: "It's really wronged, I was just thinking, the ghost messenger sent by Lord Yan should be on the way here, and he will arrive in a while, what should I do?" The treasure that was confessed to the underworld to others was secretly taken to the human world."

The lotus leaf on his face was pulled off by the man in red. He sat up abruptly and stared at the man in front of him. Although he knew that everything could not be hidden from the other party, but he was seen from the beginning to the end, and only then did he tell the truth. Still not very good.

"You... You showed things to Qiu Mu yourself, but now it's none of my business!" Chang Jiaci gritted his teeth and played tricks.

It was obviously an unhappy face, but Xianjun still saw a trace of tension in his eyes.

"Yes, I did it. It has nothing to do with you. The crime is all mine." Dong Qinghe held back a smile, stretched out his hand and scratched his nose.

Chang Jiaci calmed down, put away the expression on his face, and finally fell back lazily, smashing his head directly into the arms of the people around him.

Dong Qinghe embraced the person: "Then you can tell me now, the thing... When did you take it?"

"Didn't you guess it a long time ago?" Chang Jiaci confessed unwillingly: "The last time you insisted on dragging me to that ghostly place full of mirrors to return the red tasseled jade and the stone whip, I went along with it... ... came back."

"No wonder you promised so readily at that time." Dong Qinghe sighed.

The two treasures, the red tasseled jade and the chain stone whip, have been with Chang Jiaci for a long time in the mortal world, and Dong Qinghe only mentioned them when he was prepared to be rejected by him. Unexpectedly, the daily gift would agree to return them to the original Lord, I was very pleasantly surprised at the time, thinking that he had other plans long ago, it was really hard to guard against.

"Master Li Ku traveled all over the world a hundred years ago, how did you know that he gave the sutra lamp to Lord Yan of the underworld before he left?" Dong Qinghe asked.

Chang Jiaci rolled his eyes: "I have nothing to do on weekdays, so I have read a lot of books, okay?" There are miscellaneous notes, private notes, and everything else.

"The person that Qiu Muwang said was injured by Fudou in the nightfall mountain was actually you, and you also spread the rumors that there were treasures coming to the world at the Magic Artifact Conference..."

"It's just a little illusion." Chang Jiaci curled his lips. In fact, there is no such thing as being injured by a fierce beast and then resurrected. Chang Jiaci gave this character. Wherever you light up the sutra lamps that require the best and pure offerings, All he can do is cover up.But the dead dog didn't come back to life by fighting with demon cultivators, it was the work of that stupid fish in the human world from beginning to end, I'm afraid even he himself didn't know it.

"So, let's talk about it this way... You took the sutra lamp in the underworld and sneaked it to the human world, and then caused a small flood on the north bank of the Pingxu River, which flooded the tomb of Zhiqi Mountain, washed away After getting Elder Yingshu's Phoenix Immortal Sword, Qiu Muwang, who discovered that Shen Yuanxiu's soul was still alive, had to go down the mountain, and then followed the rumors to the magic weapon conference, so that he could personally hand over the scripture lamp to them... "

As for those evasions and rejections of Qiu Muwang and Murong Jiaoyang, they must have been intentional, turning Jiao Jiao, who is now as thick as a man's waist, back into a little snake, while he pretended to be invincible, forcing him not to intervene in the affairs of mortals. Dong Qinghe had no choice but to come to help and give advice.

This is intertwined from beginning to end, and it is not too much to say that it is well-intentioned.

Dong Qinghe sighed faintly.

"Jiaci, it turns out...it's the enchantment you set up,"

Chang Jiaci couldn't bear his sad eyes, frowned and said stiffly: "What enchantment?"

"Shen Yuanxiu is a demon cultivator, the reason why he died but his soul is not gone... is because you planted a soul-absorbing barrier on Banlun Peak and sealed off the entire mountain for him, so that the soul fragments of the demon cultivator wandered there all year round. ,right?"

Dong Qinghe thought: "Looking back, the time to set up the boundary should be the day we broke through Yanmen..."

At that time, I thought that Chang Jiaci had died in Mount Ruye, and was heartbroken, but I didn't expect to meet him again at Banlun Peak after breaking Yanmen. Dong Qinghe thought that he was going to see Shen Yuanxiu The last aspect, in fact, before this, Chang Jiaci had quietly laid an enchantment for Moxiu to absorb the soul on Banlun Peak.

It is not difficult to form a barrier to absorb souls, and it does not require a high level of spiritual power, but few people will do it, because without the help of a magic weapon like the scripture lamp to lock the soul of the demon cultivator, nothing but It is useless to deceive oneself and others.

But I don't want to, there is a person who has prepared everything from the beginning.

"Did you know there would be such a day?" How long did Chang Jiaci wait for this day?Presumably reading all kinds of miscellaneous books is not just talking about boredom.

"How could I know?" Chang Jiaci sat up, disapproving.

The premise of all this is really too great. First, both of them have to survive the shitty calamity, and then Dong Qinghe needs to ascend, and then he has to read through the classics to find the magic weapon that can retrieve the soul. In the hands of Qiu Muwang?

I also know that he couldn't have expected so much at that time.

"I just don't want to owe him." This life, Dong Qinghe's life, was given to him by that reckless fool. Chang Jiaci never forgot, so even if there was only a little hope, he would Want to catch it, and then... give it all back to him.

As for the future, who knows.

Thinking about it, Chang Jiaci stretched his waist, got up and walked slowly towards the distant palace.

After taking two steps, he turned around again: "That's right, when the ghost messenger arrives in a while, you can tell him that after a while, I will personally return the sutra lamp to Yan Jun and make amends to him."

Dong Qinghe looked at the other party's sincere smile and stroked his forehead: "What do you want to steal from him?"

Chang Jiaci was very straightforward: "The unlucky ghost is so unlucky, who knows if the sutra lamp will succeed in the end, what if there is another accident that knocks him out of his wits? Anyway, there are so many mirrors of three souls in the underworld. Let me and him have some." It doesn’t matter, everything starts because of it, ends because of it, and in the end you and I are all consummated, so it’s also a matter of fate and merit, right?”

Dong Qinghe: "..."

Chang Jiaci flew away and hurried towards the ghost messenger: "Why didn't I think of it earlier, it's settled like this."

Dong Qinghe: "..."

The author has something to say: Well, Zhu He is completely over, it’s really painful to write Fanwai by hand... ORZ, the three pairs of CPs are considered complete, right?

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