Changfeng crosses Baishi

Lin'an City is very different in the daytime and at night. The morning light shines brightly after the debauchery, illuminating the busy day.At this time, people are running around for their livelihood and have no leisure to pay attention to the wind, flowers, snow and moon.

The main streets and alleys are filled with vigor, and people can't help but feel refreshed while walking.

Xiao Baishi took a pillow early in the morning, but he didn't complain at all.The few blows by Ying Changfeng brought thunder and rain, and the pillow was soft, so there was no pain at all. If he hadn't opened his eyes and saw Mu He huddled by the screen with a vigilant face, Xiao Baishi would have thought that Ying Changfeng was playing with him .

So in the end, he still didn't dare to be presumptuous, held his nose and endured it, and before leaving the door, Xiao Baishi glared at Ying Changfeng, as if he was dissatisfied that he was rude to him in front of his senior brother.

Ying Changfeng's eyes were a little dark, because he didn't have a good rest, and his face was full of unhappiness.

Xiao Baishi simply dragged Ying Changfeng to fall behind, occasionally hooking his fingers to coax him silently.It's a pity that Ying Changfeng was not easy to coax, and he didn't get better after a long time.

"How can I not lose my face? It wasn't him who was beaten, so what's wrong?" Xiao Baishi thought, "It's really difficult. With such a big temper, I'm the only one who can stand him."

Thinking of this, it is inevitable to recall the eyes that Ying Changfeng looked at him in the dim lights the night before, Xiao Baishi felt a sweetness in his heart, he went forward and poked Ying Changfeng's shoulder from behind.

Then quickly twist to the other side when the opponent looks back.

Ying Changfeng rushed to nothing, and glared at Xiao Baishi with mixed anger, but his attention was still on the road under his feet.

There is a small forest in the north of Lin'an City, relying on Xigu Mountain, which has always been a battleground for military strategists.However, practitioners don't care about the terrain. When they set foot here, they first notice that the turbid air is too strong and the yin and cold are too heavy.

Within [-] miles, Yangqing is the sky and turbidity is the earth. This is the balance of yin and yang.The valley to the south of Xigu Mountain is like a natural "basin", which contains the dirty air from the great river.This feng shui made Lin'an City's blessings unaffected, and it has become a prosperous place with good weather since ancient times.

But in places where the cold is too cold, monks will inevitably feel uneasy when they come and go.

"It's almost around here."

Mu He stopped and took out a spell, and quickly burned it to ashes in his palm, with the trace pointing to the northeast.

After the three of them walked a few steps towards that place, there was no one there, and they heard noisy noises first.There was a lot of chatter, and they couldn't grasp the point at all, only vaguely heard that they had something to do with the Tiandimeng.

After a while, he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Containing the power of the vicious primordial spirit, Xiao Baishi reflexively covered Ying Changfeng's ears to prevent him from being injured by the shock.This action warmed Ying Changfeng's heart, and he lowered his head silently and asked him to take it away.

"It's okay." He mouthed to Xiao Baishi.

Mu He pinched an escape hand, and raised a barrier out of thin air to wrap the three of them, isolating their aura.He checked it carefully to make sure it would not be easily discovered, and said, "This way we can get closer."

"No need to take risks." Xiao Baishi said, "I have a way."

Although there is too much turbidity in the woods, there are still many animals living there.Along the way, Xiao Baishi found a pack of wild wolves at the edge of the forest, not many in number, just enough for him to drive.

Xiao Baishi cut his fingers, first using a blade of grass as a medium, and then firmly attached the Yuanshen to the body of a gray wolf among the wolves.Although it consumes more spiritual power than usual, in this way, the gray wolf can be used by him—this is what Xiao Baishi learned from reading "Cuiwei Jiji" the night before when Ying Changfeng came.

To him, those methods of refining qi are more like tips, which can make great progress in an instant.

Inside the barrier, a blurred picture was formed almost at the same time.Ying Changfeng had seen it before, so he wasn't that surprised, but Mu He couldn't suppress his doubts: "This is..."

"Spiritualism." Ying Changfeng said simply.

Muhe: "Huh? But..."

Ying Changfeng held him down: "Shut up, watch."

There are roughly a dozen people in the middle of the forest—it is not easy to make a hundred thousand ducks yell at the same time—three are in Dong Mingguan's attire, and the rest can't see their masters, but there are quite a few people holding swords .

The two people at the very edge were masked, and there was an indescribably familiar figure of Jian Xiu.

Ying Changfeng frowned and said nothing.

The three people at Dongmingguan had distinct positions, one was holding a long strip of cloth suspected to be Yuan Shandai, the other was standing empty-handed, holding the menacing one who was holding the fly whisk the night before, like a pair of stars arching the moon.As the position of the wild wolf possessed by Xiao Baishi's primordial spirit changes, the face of Taoist Fuchen gradually becomes clear.

Like an ordinary person in his thirties, without a beard, his temperament is extraordinary and refined, like a banished immortal, except for a little red mole between his eyebrows, which makes him a bit evil for no reason.

His clothes are more complicated than those of the other two, so you don't need to guess to know that he is the one talking.

Seeing the appearance clearly, Ying Changfeng, a former disciple of Dongming Temple, still couldn't recognize him, but Mu He whispered as if he couldn't control himself: "Why is it him?"

Xiao Baishi's primordial spirit was still divided among the wild wolf, so Ying Changfeng asked, "Who?"

Mu He said: "Shen Yizhou in Dongmingguan."

Ying Changfeng: "How do you know?"

"I've watched the portraits before." Mu Heyan asked strangely, "Aren't you a disciple of Dongming Guan? Why, don't you know me?"

Ying Changfeng: "..."

He had heard the name before, but he had never had the chance to meet the deity.

Shen Yizhou's original name is unknown, only his surname is Shen, and "Yizhou" is his later Daoist name.

Before Yue Bichuan, it was his master Yaoguang Daojun who was in charge of Dongming Temple.This person was also a powerful person, but when he was on the verge of ascension, he suddenly became mad and died, and the world sighed for many years.And Shen Yizhou was his last closed disciple. Because of his extraordinary talent, he was favored all the time, and he was once favored to succeed Yaoguang Daojun after his ascension.

But after the violent death of the master, Shen Yizhou didn't know what to do if he could see through the world of mortals, so he escaped into Dongming Temple and practiced behind closed doors behind closed doors, never caring about world affairs.He doesn't accept disciples, he doesn't preach, just like a dispensable shadow in Dong Ming's view.

If this is the case, Shen Yizhou is not very well-known. The reason why this person is known in the world is that a strange thing has happened: since the Taoist ancestor first entered Dharma for thousands of years, he may be the only one who can be recognized by others. Practitioners who survived the attack of demons.

"...I heard that 400 years ago, when Shen Yizhou was in retreat, his spiritual energy went astray. The situation was extremely dangerous and he almost fell into a demon. Yue Bichuan had already held a demon-slaying sword in his hand, and when he became a demon, he would behead people to prevent future troubles." Mu He paused, and asked, "You don't know about this, do you?"

Ying Changfeng pondered for a moment: "I know, later he refined the devil energy in his spiritual consciousness."

Mu He nodded: "It's almost unheard of."

Ying Changfeng didn't take it seriously: "Devil Qi is also a kind of 'Qi'. Since it is 'Qi', it is no different from turbid Qi, clean Qi, and spiritual Qi. Of course it can be refined."

Mu He probably felt that he would not suffer back pain while standing and talking, and was too lazy to speculate on whether the magic energy could be refined, and continued: "Later, Shen Yizhou was affected, and he had to use external force to suppress the spiritual consciousness in a place where the spiritual power was abundant, otherwise he would be destroyed at any time. He may be possessed again... No wonder he has a vicious aura about him, quite evil."

Ying Changfeng said "hmm": "I heard from the people at Dongming Temple that don't bother him if he has nothing to do."

"why?"

Ying Changfeng said succinctly: "If you have a bad temper, you will chop anyone you see."

Muhe: "..."

Why are you Dongming people getting weirder than the other!

In the fantasy world, Shen Yizhou, who would kill anyone when he saw someone, spoke slowly: "Originally you wanted Xiao Heyan and Ying Changfeng to have a conflict, but now Xiao Heyan is sitting on Cuiwei Mountain and neither moves nor Ying Changfeng." This trace, are you satisfied? People are still quarreling after being wronged, you are really a group of honest gentlemen."

His voice was soft and slow, but when he pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, it was like a thorn piercing a lung tube.

It's a bit of the same line with that who.

Mu He looked at Ying Changfeng who was beside him, his eyes seemed to imply "this is your master".But Ying Changfeng didn't care what nonsense the man said, and just stared intently at the thing wrapped in the long cloth.

Someone in the forest said: "Master Shen, you can't say that..."

"You have finished talking." Shen Yizhou snorted coldly, "My time is precious, and I don't have time to play with you. Liu Weiqing, you go and send a message to Senior Brother Yue, telling him to stop busy and go directly to that place."

The last sentence was directed towards Dong Ming's disciple who was beside him. The man nodded, turned and left.

"It's less than ten days before the seal loosens again. If you miss it..." Shen Yizhou murmured, "This is truly once in a lifetime. You should also find someone to keep an eye on the movement of that place at all times, don't let—"

Where?

Seal... loose, 800 years?

Xiao Baishi's primordial spirit in the wolf's body moved, and a little spiritual energy suddenly leaked out.

Shen Yizhou suddenly felt something, raised his head suddenly, his gaze penetrated the woods like a torch and locked on not far away.

With just one breath, Shen Yizhou's whisk flew up, and the red light turned into a sharp blade and pierced through the air!

"who!"

Outside the grass, a gray wolf was disembowelled on the spot by a red flame from Shen Yizhou, and died instantly.But he didn't relax, he put away his whisk, and made a gesture to search for traces.

Inside the protective cover, although Xiao Baishi's primordial spirit withdrew quickly, he was still severely injured, thin bloodstains dripped down his lips, and he tilted to the side before he had time to wipe it off.

Mu He resisted his back and helped him stabilize his primordial spirit. At the same time, he hurriedly added a layer of enchantment to the invisible air mask.But before it was finished, several strands of spiritual power followed the remaining aura of the wild wolf——

"You carry him on your back and leave!" Ying Changfeng pushed Muhe.

Mu He didn't have time to think about who would resist the pursuers after he carried Xiao Baishi on his back, so he did as he said.He felt the unprecedented brutal spiritual force approaching them, as if the mountain was overwhelming and it was hard to breathe, so he quickened his pace.

Behind him, Ying Changfeng suddenly stopped.

A short distance away, the red light blocked his whole body like a sharp sword.

Ying Changfeng didn't dodge or dodge, the strong wind pierced the always neat white shirt, and the "blowing moon" jade flute around his waist was forced to be violent, and several small cracks suddenly appeared!

"Why don't you leave—" Mu He turned around, "Are you injured?"

The one who answered him was the female disciple of Dongming Temple who was holding a long strip of cloth among the several people who came after him.She paused when she saw the face of the man in white, and then ran two steps to stop Shen Yizhou.

"Uncle, don't do anything yet!" She screamed, "He... Senior Brother Ying, he is Senior Brother Ying! Don't do anything!"

Among the rest of the crowd, the masked man took a step back without a sound, and swayed away.

The leader, Shen Yizhou Fuchen, folded it between his arms, and he took two steps forward, those crimson rays of light still locked Ying Changfeng like a cage, with no intention of letting him go.

"Ying Changfeng?"

Actually showing a bit of hostility towards him, the female disciple hurriedly said: "Master Uncle, should Senior Brother—"

"Shut up!" Shen Yizhou suddenly laughed, "You are here, so... where is Xiao Heyan?"

Ying Changfeng didn't answer his words, his right hand behind his back had already swung his sword fingers, concentrating on his spiritual consciousness.The throbbing pain broke out again, his throat was slightly sweet, and his martial arteries were being dug open inch by inch.

Cutting skin and cutting bones was nothing more than that, but he had to endure it, and at this moment he forcibly tore up Xiao Heyan's blood contract.Then……

Reopen the martial arts.

Because right behind him... Xiao Baishi is still unconscious.

Xiao Baishi cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of these people.

"Ying Changfeng..." Shen Yizhou held a red flame power in his hand - this is one of his unique spiritual powers, and it became even hotter after being contaminated with demonic energy - "Speak!"

Ying Changfeng sneered.

When the breeze rises, the leaves in the woods flutter, and the sun breaks through the clouds!

The crimson sharp blade that locked Ying Changfeng's action trembled with the sound of the wind, and the long strip of cloth wrapped in the arms of the female disciple Dong Mingguan split several small cracks, like the traces of revenge.Immediately afterwards, the weeping metal humming sounded into everyone's spiritual aperture, and the powerful sword intent shook everyone!

However, sword intent...?

Shen Yizhou frowned, the red mole became brighter.He sensed that something was wrong with the person in front of him, a spell was cast on Chi Yan, and all of them rushed towards Ying Changfeng, and suddenly——

The sun was shining in the eyes, and after a clear whistle, the gray cloth was torn apart.The sharp blade has hidden light before it is sheathed, and the flame-like patterns on the scabbard flicker uncomfortably, as if giving it life.

"sword!"

The confinement shattered on the spot, and Chiyan Mars couldn't get close, Ying Changfeng put his sword finger on his chest, and shouted: "—Come on!"

Yuan Shandai jumped up and flew towards its real owner.