Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Fang Qingchen was originally the champion of the imperial examination in the mortal world, and he was an outstanding figure among scholars. However, Fang Qingchen, who had survived three times and fell into magic, no longer had the shadow of a white-faced scholar who had studied the sages' books so hard. Looking in the direction of the center of Lianmu Island, it seems that he is not looking at a 50-year-old dead island, but the Lianmu Island that once wore incense to make Lou Lang invincible.

Wuliangzi silently looked at Fang Qingchen like this, frowned deeply, following Fang Qingchen's gaze, he also looked at Lianmu Island, and his eyes were not fanatical, but bottomless and profound.

He took out the letter in silence, Xie Jingyan's handwriting was very concise, only one line - "Little senior brother and Lord Zhuoyu have finished paying homage to the hall".

The meaning is clear at a glance, but Wu Liangzi stared at the line of words for a long time, holding the paper in a frozen posture, as if the line of words was heavy.

Fang Qingchen smiled for a while, and was silent for a while, as if he was planning some great cause. He flew around Liantou Island before he calmed down a little from the ecstasy of knowing Lou Lang's rebirth. He stopped in front of Wu Liangzi and asked a series of questions , such as why He Yan's cultivation is not as good as Lou Lang's back then, whether He Yan also has a soul blade, and so on.

All the unscrupulous sons closed their eyes and ignored him.

The more questions he asked, the calmer he became. Fang Qingchen calmed down completely from the ecstasy, and said coldly: "He Zuo, you would actually marry your brother off with your own hands."

Wuliangzi kept silent.

Wuliangzi pressed: "He Zuo, what you did was really wrong! One is that Lou Zuo is willing to marry! Once Lou Zuo wakes up, how should you explain to him! The other is that you shouldn't let Lou Zuo marry again! Zuo is full of love. Who was that He Wuqing who saw Lou Zuo married Kong Shanjun and left the island? Who was the junior brother who came to rescue him after the tomb was closed and cried bitterly?"

Wu Liangzi's ongoing breath adjustment suddenly stopped, as if he had given up on something, he stood up indifferently, unwilling to listen to Fang Qingchen's words, turned around and left.

"It's so pedantic! Fang Qingchen's ten-year cold window has not broken his mind, but He Zuo you are so pedantic. I'm sorry to ask, but the lessons learned from the past are still in front of us. You supported Lou Zuo to marry the empty tiger back then, and now you have sent yourself to raise him 24-year-old He Yan, He Zuo, you, as a junior, are really affectionate, righteous and benevolent!" Fang Qingchen sneered, "He Zuo, aren't you afraid that another empty tiger will emerge!"

Wuliangzi stopped and said solemnly: "Shut up!"

"Furthermore, although Hang Che is a heroic young man, he is not as good as the empty tiger back then. He Yan will know that he is Lou Lang one day. He Zuo, you just decided Lou Zuo's life. Are you not afraid that your senior brother will teach you? "Fang Qingchen chased after him, "Or, in order to prevent Lou Zuo from falling into the empty tiger, you simply found someone to replace him? But why did you choose someone from the Hang family!"

Speaking of this, Fang Qingchen suddenly realized something, his expression froze suddenly, and he said: "Could it be... I know... Who can make someone hand over - only Lord Kongshan! Hang Che belongs to the Hang family Xianjun, what does he have to do with Kongshanjun? Could it be that Kongshanjun and Lou Zuo reincarnated together? Hang Che is Kongshanjun?"

Fang Qingchen turned hesitant: "I've seen the way He Yan and Hang Che got along with each other. They love each other. It's completely different from Lou Zuo and Kong Shanjun before. It's really not like..."

Fang Qingchen kept asking questions, Wuliangzi kept walking in front of him, so he simply appeared as a phantom, stopped Wuliangzi from talking, and insisted on getting to the bottom of it.

The two of them are close to each other in terms of cultivation, and now they are teaming up with Zhendao, they will definitely not waste their spiritual energy in a big fight.Fang Qingchen vowed not to give up, but Wuliangzi couldn't leave the island without shaking his hands. The two looked up and looked down, except that they beat Fang Qingchen until he couldn't speak, but now it couldn't be the case, and Wuliangzi's face faintly became angry.

Fang Qingchen said: "Fang is rude."

Wuliangzi grimaced, turned around and said nothing.

However, Fang Qingchen was still pestering to ask, and he continued: "Hang Che is 24 years old, and He Zuo has been living in Wuliang Valley for 24 years. They are the same age. Where did he go in 25 years, and who did he become? Many ghosts and ghosts in the mortal world talk about the reincarnation of several generations, but they don’t even think that the way of reincarnation in Tomb Island has this merit. In the past 25 years, He Zuo has been in Looking for someone, I must have failed to find Lou Zuo. For decades like a day, He Zuo can be sure to keep looking, he must know the way of reincarnation in Lianmu Island."

"If Hang Che is really Kong Shanjun, Hang Che and He Yan are about the same age... Could it be that they were together 25 years ago?" Fang Qingchen's thoughts became more and more clear, and he really came to a conclusion, "It must be like this, so that we can explain why they Now we will love each other."

Fang Qingchen was able to win the first prize, he was an extremely intelligent person, he asked and answered by himself, his logic was clear, he didn't need anyone to give him proof, he could boldly draw conclusions as long as he had a few looks on his face, but there was one thing he couldn't figure out, He said, "I just want to ask: He Zuo, you played such a big game of chess. You found He Yan and raised He Yan. After 50 years, you were able to marry him to Hang Che. Do you want them to rewrite the frontier?" He Wuqing, how many years will you have to hide the fact that you like your senior brother? In my opinion, if Lou Zuo wants to get involved with ordinary people, instead of letting him suffer from the empty tiger again, why not support each other with He Zuo? good."

Without waiting for Wu Liangzi to answer, Fang Qingchen said with a dry smile: "He Wuqing, you are so generous! How sad!"

Every word Fang Qingchen said was unpleasant, but for more than 50 years, these words were like moss that had not seen the light, crawling all over He Wuqing's inner palace. The ground grew, and Fang Qingchen said it suddenly, like being shoveled into the sun suddenly, the pain was unbearable, but... finally saw the light.Some words have been hidden for too long, I thought they were going to rot in my stomach.Suddenly being said, he didn't feel embarrassing, but relieved, he listened silently, finally shook his head and said: "I don't feel sad, you say I don't understand Lou Lang, but you Fang Qingchen understand? In your eyes, Lou Lang is an envoy who wears incense, and that Lou Lang should not be deceived by ordinary feelings; but in my eyes, Lou Lang is Lou Bugui, who should be smiling. No matter who it is, it can make my senior brother It is good to change back to 'Lou Bugui'."

It was almost dawn, and outsiders could not even hear the conversation on Tomb Island, but someone was watching there all the time.On the coast of the East China Sea, a hundred miles south of the place where Xie Jingyan killed the sea monster before, there is a sea cliff. The robes rattled.At the dawn of dawn, there was a slight twilight in the eastern sky, but the night under the black dome was still shrouded. In the middle of the sky, the morning light had not yet arrived, and there were no stars. It was the darkest time. The purple color and the gold and auspicious cloud pattern on the official uniform blend with the black under the night.

Yan Shuo stood there silently all night.

A figure came rushing from far and near, this kind of speed seemed nothing to Yan Shuo, he didn't even take a look at it.The visitor, wearing a scarlet robe, was Chang'an Wei's deputy, stopped behind Yan Shuo, and saluted, "Your Majesty."

Yan Shuo said coldly, "I said don't bother me if I have nothing to do."

The deputy envoy insisted: "My lord..."

Yan Shuo: "Say."

Deputy Chang'an Wei said: "The Holy Majesty asked when to do it."

Yan Shuo listened to the decree brought by the deputy envoy, and he did not show that kind of grateful expression, but said indifferently: "Master deputy envoy, as the fourth-rank deputy envoy of Chang'an, you should obey my orders in all matters. , is there one of your responsibilities that you directly reported to the Holy Spirit?"

Just such an understatement, the Deputy Envoy, who surpassed the superior face, broke into a cold sweat. The Deputy Envoy hurriedly bowed his body and replied humbly: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I dare not! Action, Beijing has sent letters to urge many times, but I don’t see you coming back to Beijing to report on your work, humble job... I happened to pass by the capital on business, so I stopped by to meet the saint."

"Since you are able to face the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit must value you very much, why don't you carry out the next plan?" Yan Shuo smiled, and glanced coldly at the Deputy Envoy who was bowing lower and lower, as if very interested He said patiently, "How about the Chang'an decree being handed over to the deputy envoy?"

Yan Shuo didn't use any spiritual power, didn't release any coercion, and didn't even look threatening in his tone, but the deputy envoy tasted the dark and terrifying meaning in it. Ken bowed down to Yan Shuo, and hearing Yan Shuo's words, he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, knelt down on the sharp gravel with a plop, and bowed three times, bowing his head and not daring to look at Yan Shuo.

Only then did Yan Shuo's gaze turn from indifference to the usual dark bird of prey. The third-rank purple ribbon on his body was tied together by the wind, but he didn't even stroke it. His eyes were on the neatly combed fourth-rank scarlet ribbon. It stopped for a while, then let it go far away again, as if there was no one behind it.

The deputy envoy didn't dare to get up, and he didn't dare to use the spiritual body protection in front of Yan Shuo, who was more cultivated than him. There was a wound on his knee, and the sand and stone pierced into the flesh, and the blood vessel may have been punctured, and the blood flowed among the gravel, and the strong smell of blood mixed into the sea breeze.

Only then did Yan Shuo seem to notice that the deputy envoy was still kneeling, and said coldly, "Does your majesty have any questions?"

The deputy envoy tried his best to answer: "My sage asked what to do with the four families?"

"The Ji family and the Qin family have been weakened, Feng Mingzun is dead, Yanmen Zun's cultivation base has been greatly damaged, and the remaining Ji Geng is unable to go to the island. Lord Loulan has no intention of utilitarian matters, and the Ji and Qin families are no longer a threat. The Yin family's family Feng and his nature will not snatch that thing, so don't be afraid." Yan Shuo paused and said, "Is there a war in the southwest recently?"

The deputy said: "The Holy Majesty has sent troops to attack the Southwest King."

"There is a military disaster in the Yin family's territory, and evil spirits will rise everywhere. The king of the Southwest in the mortal world is having a hard time, and the Yin family will not be able to survive alone. Qing Ping will definitely take care of one and lose the other. I am afraid that he will not take care of the matter of the tomb island. The sage is wise." Shuo's eyes became more and more gloomy. He glanced at Wei Xi who had climbed up at the junction of the sea and the sky, and said in a deep voice, "The Holy Majesty sent troops in advance, so that Chang'an Wei should act in advance?"

"Your Majesty does have this intention," the deputy envoy asked, "My lord, how will Chang'an guards plan?"

"How to plan? Are you worrying about me?" Yan Shuo snorted coldly, "Not to mention the soul-suppressing seal on Tomb Island, even the fog outside, no one in Chang'an Guard can enter, what can we do? If you want to be the chief envoy of Chang'an, you can go for it, pass through Yan and give the order of Chang'an with both hands."

The Deputy Envoy's face was distorted by Yan Shuo's words, and he bowed his head deeply.

Yan Shuo glanced at the deputy envoy meaningfully, as if he was explaining to the deputy envoy, and also seemed to be telling the emperor who was far away in the capital through the deputy envoy's ear, he said slowly: "For the present plan, just wait for the Hang family and that The Xiao Tianjun opened the Lian Tomb Island, and the Hang family suddenly held a wedding today, I think they have to do it in advance, Shengshang is wise." After speaking, he wrinkled his nose, as if he was quite disgusted with the bloody smell here, his body shape flash.

The envoy was afraid of him but dared to question him every time. Seeing that he was about to leave, he chased after him and shouted: "My lord—"

Yan Shuo had already flown far away, and the sea breeze blew his voice with unclear emotions-"I will go to Beijing to meet the saint today."

For unknown reasons, the emperors of the mortal world can't wait until the 50-year period is over.

The morning sun in the east finally brightened, and a red sun rose above the sea level, sweeping away the night in the East China Sea.The twilight pushed back the night from east to west, and the night, like a desperate monster, fled to the west and enveloped the past. The territory was vast, and it was daytime in the east, but it was still under the dense night in the west.

At this time, in the Qin family far away in Liangzhou in the northwest, Little Monk Wei Du, who had been dreaming for several days and nights, was once again unable to snooze, got up before dawn, walked to the easternmost position of the Qin family alone, and walked eastward with a worried look on his face. And look, the ten fingers are pointing at each other and doing weird movements, as if they are calculating something.

At a certain moment, there was a flash of golden light on his fingertips, and his face suddenly became solemn. He sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting something, I don't know what scripture he was chanting, and he called out the sound of ghost crying, but the ghost crying was not a mournful cry, but Sad and earnest cry.The voices became more and more complex, at first it looked like a grieving woman weeping, and then more and more people gathered, it sounded like three or five people weeping and whispering in low voices.

When the hour reaches a certain critical point, white belly appears on the boundless eastern horizon in the northwest plain, and the new sun is about to rise. After reading a set of scriptures for Dudu, he points directly to the west.

He always spoke slowly, and at this critical moment, he was still not in a hurry, so he slowly ordered: "Go to rebirth."

As he finished speaking, the cries of ghosts around him gradually decreased, as if they had obeyed his orders and died westward.As the daylight broke, the golden light of Wei Du's fingers flashed again, and the cries of ghosts stopped abruptly, as if they had finally entered a certain door and passed away.

Weidu still closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, but the recitation was not the same as before, or it was still weird, even those who could understand the scriptures did not know what he was recitation.Most of the other monks recite the scriptures very quickly in order to calm the body and mind, but Weidu recites all scriptures lukewarmly, as if the time has been stretched by him.

He finished another set, and a round of red sun finally jumped out of the horizon. He took a look, heaved a long sigh, and looked down again, there was a faint golden light in his dantian.

That was the golden light of alchemy, and the little monk finally bid farewell to foundation building and entered the early stage of alchemy.

And not far behind him, under the shadow of a tree, there was a person who watched him for a long time. That person in Xuanyi Wupao was Loulan Lord Qin Feng who rescued Yanmen Zun from the main formation on July 49th. .