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Xie Zhao coughed, and Fei Rong didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"Miss Lin, when did you discover this red-clothed ghost?" Xie Zhao asked, not because he was suspicious, but because the birth of a red-clothed ghost requires an extremely difficult time, place and people. Two, there is no soul-gathering formation, how did this red-clothed ghost get here?

Speaking of the red-clothed ghost, Ms. Lin also had lingering fears, "A month ago, I came back from a business trip in Pingjing. Because the plane was late, it was already three o'clock in the morning when I arrived at the community..."

She remembered very clearly that there was no moon that night, the residents in the community were all asleep, and there were occasional sounds of cars on the street.She dragged her tired body into the elevator and collided with a young man wearing a hat.

"Ah, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Lin Meiru was hungry and sleepy, and she felt a little at a loss when she accidentally bumped into someone else.

The slender young man lowered the brim of his hat, glanced at her, and left without saying a word.

"This man is so strange." Lin Meiru looked at his back and murmured in her heart, why is she wearing a long trench coat in summer.

The elevator door opened, she went in with the suitcase, and pressed the button for the eighth floor.

"Wait." A sharp hand reached in.

Lin Meiru looked up, and what caught her eyes was the lowered brim of the hat and the brown knee-length windbreaker.The young man was also carrying this suitcase, and there was a little red at the bottom of the suitcase. She rubbed her eyes and found that it was a red dress.

When Fei Rong heard this, goosebumps came out, "Did you see the appearance of that person clearly?"

Ms. Lin shook her head, "He's wearing a hat, I didn't see him."

"It must be this person." Fei Rong clenched his fists, "Wearing a windbreaker and a hat, you can tell at a glance that he is doing some shady things."

Xie Zhao stood up, "Thank you, Ms. Lin, for providing us with clues. Now that the matter has been resolved, it's time for us to leave."

Lin Meiru also stood up, "It's already noon, master stay for a meal, my cooking skills are quite good."

"No." Xie Zhao refused, "We still have something to do."

Lin Meiru had no choice but to give up.

The two walked out of 802, Xie Zhao raised his wrist and looked, "Are you still busy?"

Fei Rong was agitated, and flattered him, "Master, look, we met once, and together we took care of the ghost in red, do you think this is fate?"

Xie Zhao waited for him to finish speaking.

"It's noon, may I invite Master to Ziyun Pavilion for a meal?"

"Didn't you say that you are so poor that you can only drink northwest wind?" Xie Zhao glanced at him, then walked towards the elevator.

Fei Rong hurriedly followed, "I drink the Northwest Wind. For a master like Master, what drink is better than the Northwest Wind?"

In a place like Ziyun Pavilion, the menu is sky-high, Xie Zhao just wants to have a meal, there is no need to make Fei Rong bleed.

The two walked out of the community, found a reasonably clean restaurant, sat in a private room and waited for the food to be served.

"Master, your hand, what kind of swordsmanship is it called, is really too powerful."

"When the ghost in red saw it, the skirt was scared off hahaha."

"My master said that I would meet an expert at the age of 17. I still didn't believe it. No, I got slapped in the face."

At the dinner table, Fei Rong never stopped crackling, and praised Xie Zhao as the best in the world. If Xie Zhao had not cultivated to the state of goodness like water, he would have been blushed by the other party's praise.

He listened quietly to Fei Rong's words, drank water from time to time, his face showed no emotion.

The waiter brought the food to the table, and Fei Rong rushed to express himself, chirping and quacking the name of the dish, and finally asked, "Master, take a look, do these dishes suit your appetite, do you like us to change the table?"

The waiter standing by, "..."

Xie Zhao said to the waiter, "It's fine."

Fei Rong, "Master, is this enough to fill you up? Do you want to order a few more dishes?"

Xie Zhao glanced at him, "Don't eat or sleep."

Feiron immediately shut up, well, a master is a master, just different from them.

After the two had finished eating, Fei Rong still didn't stop talking, "Master, are you a senior? How many years have you cultivated? Where is your hometown? Do you still accept disciples?"

Xie Zhao replied one by one, "I don't have a career at present. I have been practicing Taoism since I was a child. My hometown is Sankou Village. I don't accept apprentices."

Hearing the last sentence, Fei Rong was stupefied, "Master, you are so powerful, why don't you accept disciples? What do you think of me? I am determined and self-motivated, mopping the floor, washing clothes and cooking, and I am good at everything. I can serve you well, master."

Xie Zhao pretended not to hear him, he raised his wrist to check the time, got up and said, "I should go back."

"Come on, master, have you confiscated me as an apprentice?" Fei Rong cheekily followed.

There were people coming and going in the restaurant, people from all walks of life, Fei Rong chased Xie Zhao out and bumped into an acquaintance in the corridor.

"Firon?"

Nalan Heyue took a few steps back with a look of disgust, "Why are you here?"

When Fei Rong saw her, he became angry, "Why can't I be here, this is not your Nalan's restaurant."

Nalan Heyue, "If it's our restaurant, we'll fork you out as soon as you enter."

Fei Rong was so angry that his head hurt, "If you have the ability, go out and fight with me alone!"

Nalan Heyue laughed twice, "I'm afraid of you, I'm defeated." She clapped her hands, and a young woman who looked like a follower stepped forward, "Miss."

"tell him."

The young woman turned around and spoke to Fei Rong, her voice was stern and unwavering, "According to the records, Mr. Fei had a total of 39 appointments with Miss Heyue, with 0 victories and 39 failures." She paused, "The defeated generals are not qualified to fight Miss speak."

Fei Rong, "..." was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen and kidneys hurt.

He jumped and said, "That was before, now I have found a new master, and I will definitely beat you!"

"master?"

It was only then that Nalan Heyue noticed Xie Zhao who was beside Fei Rong, "Are you his master?" She looked critically at Xie Zhao up and down.

"It's not bad in length, not bad in figure, with a pretty boyish face, I can knock him down with a single finger."

Before Xie Zhao could speak, Fei Rong started to jump again, "You are not allowed to call my master! Your master is not as handsome as my master!"

Nalan Heyue originally wanted to walk away, but when she heard this, she stopped immediately, "You are blind, my master is the most handsome in the world!"

The two kept arguing, and even the passing guests stopped to watch with relish.

Xie Zhao shook his head, and was about to lift his feet to leave when a voice as cold as rain stunned him in place.

"Heyue."

The onlookers consciously moved out of the way, and Nalan walked up to Nalan Heyue with a few fellow apprentices.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Nalan Heyue, who had always called herself a fairy, had reddened eyes, Nalan couldn't help being taken aback.

Nalan Heyue complained aggrievedly, "It's not that Fei Rong, he spoke ill of Master in front of me, and made me so angry."

Fei Rong had never seen her beat her up like this, "Master Uncle, I was wronged, I swear, I really didn't bully her, and I didn't speak ill of you, how could I have the guts."

Seeing that he dared not admit it, Nalan Heyue said angrily, "You are defeated, you still dare not admit it. You said that your master is the most handsome, but it turns out that my master is the most handsome in the world!"

The onlookers looked at Nalan, and then at Xie Zhao who was beside Feiron, and watched with more interest.

Xie Zhao also got into trouble for no reason.

He looked at Nalan and smiled slightly, "Why don't we talk in another place?"

Seeing him, Nalan couldn't help but startled, "That's fine."

Several people asked for a quiet box.

Nalan Heyue had the courage to sue Nalan just now, how could she dare to act like a baby in front of the master in normal times.

"Master, this disciple has caused trouble for you." She looked worried.

Nalan sat by the window and took a sip of tea calmly, "Your father said that you are good at cultivating on weekdays, and that's how you practice? Not to mention arguing with fellow Taoists, you're still aggressive in fighting, how can you look like a fairy?" look."

Nalan Heyue's eyes were red from what he said, "What the master said is true, this disciple knows his mistake."

Seeing her appearance, Nalan sighed in his heart.

"My fellow Taoist laughed. I'm an extremely stubborn disciple, and I'm usually lazy in my cultivation. From now on, I'll definitely bring him by my side for good discipline." He stood up and bowed to Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao hadn't figured out how to say that he was not Fei Rong's master, seeing Nalan salute like this, he was shocked, "Fei Rong is also at fault, how can it all be blamed on little friend He Yue."

Nalan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know, but my apprentice is used to messing around and is very stubborn."

Nalan Heyue bit her lip and glared at Fei Rong.

Fei Rong hurriedly stood up, "Master Uncle, I was also at fault, I shouldn't say that my master is the most handsome in the world, and you are the most handsome in the world."

Nalan, "..."

Xie Zhao, "..."

Nalan Heyue's eyes were about to pop out, she gritted her teeth and said, "You idiot, what nonsense are you talking about in front of my master!"

"He Yue, your senior brothers are still waiting for you upstairs." Nalan suddenly said.

Nalan Heyue glared at Fei Rong again, and left unwillingly.

"Haven't asked the name of fellow Taoist yet?" Nalan poured out a cup of tea and put it in front of Xie Zhao.

"Xie Zhaohua." When he read the word "Xie Zhao", he paused habitually.

Nalan paused while drinking tea, "Xie Zhao—Hua?" He repeated the name repeatedly, as if honey and plum fragrance were added to it.

Xie Zhao looked cold, "Where's fellow Taoist?"

"Nalan Qianliu." Nalan put down the teacup.

Nalan Qianliu?

Xie Zhao's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know whether to call him Nalanhao or Qianliu in the future.

There were crowds outside the window, and the sky slowly changed.

Fei Rong watched Nalan go away, and said to his new master, "Master, that is the famous genius of Nalan family, Nalan Qianliu."

Xie Zhao looked away, "Are you familiar with the Nalan family?"

Fei Rong said embarrassingly, "I come from a collateral line of the Fei family. The Fei family and the Nalan family are related by marriage. Our ancestors have been married since thousands of years ago." Marriage is also a matter of time.

Xie Zhao was thoughtful, "Tell me about Nalan Qianliu."

Fei Rong felt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, "Then master, you should ask the right person."

In the end of the Dharma era, the immortal sect struggled to survive, leaving only the five families of Nalan, Fei, Chen, Li, and Wang. Among them, the Tiandaozong lineage headed by the Nalan family hid in the "painting mirror" to survive, and the rest of the families relied on the remnants of their ancestors. The magic weapon Lingshi practice.

The "painting mirror" is a kind of artifact, which once ranked No.1 in the list of magical artifacts. It is the same as the empty space of mustard space commonly used by monks, and it is a spatial magical artifact used to store things.It's just that the "painting mirror" is different. Whether it's the mustard space or the void space, they can only pretend to be dead things and not living things, but the "painting mirror" can not only hold dead things and living things, but also communicate with the world to keep itself flowing. It produces spiritual power for the monks in the "painting mirror" to practice.

All in all, the "painting mirror" is a terrifying artifact that attracts the covetousness of all celestial sects, and it is the treasure of the Tiandaozong that has been handed down for thousands of years.

Let's talk about the Nalan family.

The Nalan family has been an aristocratic family since thousands of years ago, and there have been many monks who have crossed the catastrophe in their ancestors, and it is said that there is also the ancestor of Feisheng.This family has been multiplied until now, except for the "painting mirror", which is the treasure of the clan, it is actually as poor as the rest of the family.

The direct descendants of the Nalan family are not far away, and the relationship is very good. In the previous generations, except for a few alchemy monks, the rest hardly survived 300 years of life.

At that time, the Immortal Sect was headed by the Nalan family, and everyone thought that the Nalan family was going to die, but they didn't expect that the Nalan family had struggled for several years and gave birth to another Nalan Qianliu.

On the day Nalan Qianliu was born, the brilliance in the "painting mirror" disappeared and gathered again. Hundreds of flowers stretched for thousands of miles and did not fall for several years. It can be called a generation of beauty.

And this person did not live up to the expectations of the Nalan clan. He would form alchemy before the eleventh day, and he would transition to Jie Yuanying on the eighteenth day. Throughout the thousands of years of the various immortal sects, there is no one who can cultivate like him.

Up to now, except for his master Tiandaozong who teaches Qing Lingzi, no one knows what kind of cultivation Nalan Qianliu is now.

Fei Rong spoke intermittently, and only picked out the more important parts of the story, "Master, do you think this Nalan Qianliu is the reincarnation of a major repair? How can someone be so talented?" Their eyes were red with envy.

Xie Zhao got up and walked to the window, "No."

Fei Rong didn't hear clearly, "Master, what did you say?"

Xie Zhao paused, and said clearly and affirmatively, "He is not a reincarnation."

"Master, how can you be so sure?"

How can Xie Zhao be so sure?Because he was born in the era of the heyday of the fairy sect.In the era when metaphysics and Taoism have not yet declined, even the most proficient in spirit and soul dare not say that they can take off their bodies and use their spiritual consciousness to reincarnate.

Seeing that Xie Zhao didn't speak, Fei Rong wasn't angry, instead he said cheerfully, "In three months' time, the Xianmen will hold a Dharma Cultivation Symposium, master, you can come too, all the Xianmen say that Nalan Qianliu is invincible." , I don’t think they have seen your sword, master, if they saw it, Nalan Qianliu would have to go to the back.”

Xie Zhao never paid much attention to fame and wealth, "Let's talk about it."

The time passed in the afternoon, Fei Rong was going back to the sect to report, Xie Zhao was going back to school, the two exchanged contact information, and each left with their goals in mind.

In fact, Fei Rong was very reluctant to part with Xie Zhao. In his eyes, Nalan Qianliu was indeed powerful, but Xie Zhao should not be underestimated.It's just that I don't know which fairy sect his master came from. Why haven't I heard of such a powerful person?

Xie Zhao returned to the dormitory and found that the roommates were either playing games or sleeping.

He looked at the sky outside the window, went to the cabinet to get some clothes, and was about to take a shower.

"Azhao, where did you go last night?" Wang Ningxiu sat on the bed, holding a mirror in one hand and combing his bangs with the other. "We had a good night, and we felt refreshed."

"I went back to Jinxiu Garden, and something was left there." Xie Zhao replied with a smile, then turned and went to the bathroom.

"I said, have you noticed that Ah Zhao doesn't like reading very much recently?" the boss in the dormitory said while playing games.

"Eighty percent of them were infected by us."

Wang Ningxiu sighed, "These days are depraved."

The rest of the people were deeply touched, and lamented the degenerate days of eating, sleeping, and eating.

Hengyuan villa area.

In front of Nalan's villa, several black cars drove in slowly and stopped in the courtyard.

Aunt Lin was making dinner in the kitchen when she heard the sound of a car and rushed out, "Master, are you back?"

"Hello, Aunt Lin."

"Hello, Aunt Lin."

A few young people who followed Nalan smiled and said, "What delicious food did Aunt Lin cook today, is it for us?"

"It's all there."

Aunt Lin has not seen these children for a long time, and she is very happy in her heart.

"Aunt Lin is the best."

"Master."

Seeing Nalan walking to the second floor alone, Nalan Heyue followed with a worried face, "Master, I really know my mistake."

There was no emotion on Nalan's face, "Is this what I usually teach you?"

Nalan Heyue drummed in her heart, "Master taught the disciples to practice more diligently in cultivation, yes, yes..." She didn't remember the rest at all.

Nalan paused, "Come up with me."

Nalan Heyue didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly followed.

The quiet room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Nalan opened the door of the quiet room and walked in with Nalan Heyue.

"Go and offer incense sticks to your master."

Nalan Heyue took three sticks of incense, lightly flicked her fingers on the incense, and the incense ignited spontaneously without wind, "Disciple pays respects to Master." She inserted the three sticks of incense into the sandalwood stove, and said respectfully. present.

In front of the sandalwood stove, a picture of lakes and mountains is hung on the white wall.The green smoke rises, and wherever it blows, there is a silver streamer slowly gathering together.

Nalan took Nalan Heyue and walked towards the direction where the streamer of light gathers.When the two stopped again, the quiet room was no longer in front of them.

It is the time when yin and yang meet and dawn breaks.

In the misty clouds, three thousand golden lights spread out, and flying cranes circled.

Outside the Tianxiu Peak Dojo, it is like star dew falling, and the branches and leaves of the spiritual grass and flowers are swaying, dotted with fluorescent lights, lining the foggy cliffs of the pontoon bridge, like a fairyland.

On the Fushan Mountain, there are pine branches, verdant cypresses and wisterias like clouds.Under the chain of thousands of iron cables, the ascending fairy ladder is hidden in the mountains and rivers, looming.

A few cranes flew from afar from the end of the cloud, and landed in the sea of ​​fog on the top of the cliff with a vigorous posture.No matter how many times you come in, the scenery of the "painting mirror" will never change.

"Master, where are we going now?" Nalan Heyue asked helplessly.

"Go to Yuntian Palace."

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Xie Zhao changed his appearance.

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