How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Qian Er Er glanced at him and said, "Which corner of the world are you cultivating in, and you don't even know about the death of Daoist Xichen? Now that Ni Sijian has no master, Jing Xingzong is not in chaos, and the immortal sects are in chaos first. Some people want to take advantage of the troubled waters and wait for an opportunity to make trouble, Jian Guzun went out to handle the case himself for more than a month."

No wonder Jian Guzun personally set up the formation that day, no wonder that Daoist Xichen was not present on such an occasion that day, no wonder Jian Guzun mentioned in an eloquent way that something happened to Jing Xingzong, no wonder Jian Guzun deliberately recruited disciples!

Tong Shu's heart was so turbulent that he was speechless for a long time.

Seeing his stupefied look, Qian Lao Si smoothed things over and said, "Little fellow daoist, it's not too late for you to know now, so be careful when you go out recently."

Tong Shu mumbled, "Real Master Xichen, has he really died?"

When the four Qian brothers were questioned by him, they all showed regretful expressions on their faces. Qian Lao said, "It's absolutely true, the death knell is tolling for Jing Xingzong."

"Impossible." Tong Shu said with wide-eyed eyes, "He is the master of Nai Sijian. Even if he misses again, with the guardian of Nai Sijian, who can hurt his life?"

Boss Qian sighed and said, "Even Ni Sijian is gone."

Tong Shu retorted: "Nai Sijian is a divine sword passed down from generation to generation by Jing Xingzong, and Nisi Jianling doesn't recognize the two masters, and doesn't recognize outsiders from the Jing family. Where did this come from?"

"It's just lost!" Qian Laosan said, "That's why it's strange."

Tong Shu asked back, "Then, how could this matter have something to do with a former demon who was in prison?"

Qian Laoer said: "Realist Xichen died in Lu Shu's cell."

Tong Shu shook his head and said, "It's impossible. They are a fairy envoy and a demon king. How could they meet to die together?"

Qian Laosan glanced at Tong Shu and said, "Little brother, you are so funny. The real Xichen has such a precious status. How could he have friendship with Lu Shu, that bereaved dog? It's really conceivable to meet to die together."

Tong Shu said: "What's the matter? Under Lu Shu's heavy punishment, he is shackled and shackled, and can he still harm the real Xichen?"

Qian Laosan said: "If it's not him, who else is there! Master Xichen is a generation of sword gods who are invincible. Except for Lu Shu who can fight against him, who can abolish the Taoist body of Master Xichen? It must be what Lu Shu used The trick lured Reverend Xichen to investigate, and when Reverend Xichen didn't notice, he killed him and took away Reverend Xichen's sword."

Tong Shu asked rhetorically, "Then let me ask you, Lu Shu was unarmed, how could he kill Daoist Xichen?"

The second child Qian said: "Lu Shu kills people, how can he use a fairy weapon? Don't you know that when Lu Shu slaughtered the master's door with blood, he was still carried by someone to swing the arrogant chair. Back then, he didn't even get off the arrogant chair. , and broke the limbs of many people in the master's family. Most of them are harming people with heresy methods."

Tong Shu asked again: "If you dare to ask, what's the trick, so that the aloof Master Xichen can condescend to see him?"

The second child Qian replied: "Lu Shuguan is good at talking sweetly, and he always has a way to attract Daoist Xichen to go."

The fourth son Qian thought of something, and quickly said: "Lu Shu is the king of the Demon Realm, and Master Xichen is the envoy of the immortals. In the last two years, they have to discuss the disputes between the demons and immortals every year. The two can always talk about it." That's right. Lu Shu wants to ask Master Xichen to visit him, but I think even if he doesn't have to try to seduce him, Master Xichen will go there to see the little face that he has discussed important things with."

Tong Shu retorted: "There is still doubt, what about the Nai Si sword? Where did the Nai Si sword go? Lu Shu is also dead, so what's the use of holding that sword, and where does it go?"

Boss Qian let out a long sigh and said, "This is the shocking place! I'm afraid that the real Lu Shu killed Xichen just to seize the Jiansi sword. Come back with the sword, I'm afraid the bloody storm will be worse than before."

Tong Shu: "You all think highly of Lu Shu! The Nisi sword is a thousand-year-old sword. It's not easy to refine it? What's more, even if Lu Shu falls into the ghost way, it's hard to say whether he will be killed by the hell of all ghosts. How can he be free? To refine the Niansi sword?"

Fourth Qian, who hadn't gotten the chance to talk, finally caught the conversation and said, "Lu Shu can do it, he is Lu Guimen! Have you forgotten that Lu Shu refined the ancient famous instrument 'Shangxie Pipa' into a magic piano! Lu Shu How many people are terrified when they play a piece of Shangxie pipa at the ghost gate! "In ancient times, Shangxie, now the standard master", Lu Shu can even refine the "Shangxie pipa", so how can we talk about the standard sword?"

This is really a strange injustice through the ages!

Before Tong Shu died, he couldn't even lift his own finger, how could he have the strength to kill someone!

Not to mention the ability to refine weapons!What's more, it's still the standard sword that seals the throat with blood and retreats from the gods and demons!

Tong Shu was speechless for a moment.He saw Qian Lao Si from Qian Lao Si, and from Qian Lao Si to Qian Lao Si, he thought to himself, the old saying is that one family does not enter the same family, and these four brothers seem to disagree, but in fact they are all afraid of Lu Shu to death , and all wished that Lu Shu would have a good death.

Tong Shu is funny and angry, but thanks to the fact that people in the world say that Lu Shu is eloquent and eloquent, a hundred Lu Shus will be dumbed down by these four brothers.These are just four mouths, and there are so many mouths in the world, he can't argue with them.

This matter is full of loopholes, but these four brothers are convinced that they are not stupid, but that someone needs to carry the blame now, and everyone thinks that Lu Shu is the most appropriate to carry it, so they all say it is "true".

Tong Shu stared at the sky speechlessly, his heart felt as if a thousand catties of stone had been crushed, he took the wine from the four brothers, poured himself a glass, and felt bored.

The turbid wine pierced the intestines, and the hundred flavors pierced the heart. He said again unwillingly: "I still don't know one thing. Going back to the source, why did Lu Shu want to kill Master Xichen? What's the motive?"

"You don't need to ask!" Qian Laosan said with his nostrils upturned as if he had heard some joke, "Who has repeatedly provoked Master Xichen? Lu Shu! Who has repeatedly threatened to borrow the sword of Master Xichen? Lu Shu !"

Qian Laoer then said: "Who tied Lu Shu back then? Daoist Xichen! In several wars, who will take Lu Shu and Daoist Xichen in the main battle! In the world of comprehension, if you want to say that you are the deadly enemy, the biggest one in the past century. There is nothing better than Master Xichen and Lu Guimen! If you were Lu Guimen, you were imprisoned by Master Xichen and sentenced to 50 years of capital punishment. Would you not hate Master Xichen? Lu Shu killed Master Xichen I can give you a hundred motivations!"

Tong Shu let out a wry laugh, thinking: So the relationship between me and Daoist Xichen is so bad...

He thought again: If I said, I don't hate Master Xichen, probably others wouldn't even believe it with a single finger.

Mr. Lu Shu pointed out that everyone shouted and beat him, and he would take the blame for others after he deserved to die—he laughed at himself, poured another glass of wine, nodded heavily in the direction of Jing Xingzong in the north, raised his glass, and meditated : "Xichen, go well, take care."

Boss Qian saw that he was suddenly so serious, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking?"

Tong Shu said with a strong smile: "I was thinking, fortunately, Lu Shu is going to be cremated, and then he will be crushed so that he can't even be a ghost. From then on, he can no longer cause harm to the world, and you can sit back and relax. Congratulations everyone! .”

A few people responded: "That's natural! We must go to beat him to ashes!"

Tong Shu used to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but since he was reborn, he drank only one cup for the first time, but his eyes were dizzy, his limbs were sore and limp, and he was in a trance.

When a person is in a trance, his mind is easy to be unstable. He has a hard heart, never mourns the past, never complains about himself, and can find a way to laugh out even sad things.

At this moment, the real Xichen who used to fight side by side with him or draw his sword appeared in front of his eyes. He suddenly remembered that when they met at night, the other party was dressed in Yuehua and walked with him for a while.

Moreover, apart from personal friendship, they actually have some public friendship.

Ling Xuelou and Xiandao once established the Fairy Demon Merchant Alliance, discussing disputes between the two worlds once a year, in order to reduce disputes and exchange for peace.

Moyu used to go to the Merchant League personally by Ling Xuelou every year. After he became the Demon King, he took it for granted.

As an envoy of the Immortals, who is in charge of the Dao, he has become the representative of the Immortal Dao designated by the Immortal Demon Merchant Alliance.

In the years when he went to the Merchant League, except for the first two years when Jian Guzun came for unknown reasons, in the last two or three years, it was Jing Jue who came.

Although it was just a routine negotiation, it was business-like, from once a year at the beginning to four times a year later, he and Jing Jue lived in peace and helped each other for a while.

In this way, they actually have some friendship.

Although the position is different, and not too familiar.

But it's not as bad as the one said.

Tong Shu reached out to touch the jug again, and was about to pour it again, but the jug was taken away.

A deep voice said: "Don't drink any more."

Tong Shu raised his head and met Xin Wu's deep eyes. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it vigorously in the void, but he didn't know what he wanted to grab.

When he was about to put his palms together, he sighed again, what are those doing?For thousands of years, falling flowers and flowing water are nothing but falsehood, and people are nothing but dust after all.It doesn't matter if you don't want to, so you let go of your hand and don't want to grab it.

As soon as he let go of his mind, his already fragile soul twitched suddenly, his limbs convulsed suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, and a silver light suddenly appeared, and he couldn't hear anything.

In a trance, it seemed that someone gently held his hand and told him in a low voice: "Don't believe it, don't be sad."

Don't believe what?Tong Shu was struggling with a dream barrier, everyone believed it, so what's the use if I don't believe it?

Don't be sad what?Tong Shu smiled blankly, "I'm never sad."

Moreover, Daoist Xichen died, shouldn't I be happy, why am I sad?Could it be that I, a bear, dare to imitate heroes and cherish heroes, and cherish each other with Daoist Xichen?

It's night, everything is silent.

This is a small town, it shouldn't be so quiet that there is no sound of people, even the wind has stopped.

In Tong Shu's dream, sometimes he was running fast, looking for something aimlessly; He followed him silently all the time, and when he was about to choose his way at a dark intersection, the man silently gave him a hand.

The dream was long, messy and tiring. Tong Shu's primordial spirit was torn apart, and he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill. He became alert and forcibly broke the messy dream, wanting to wake up.

But it was difficult to open his eyes, and he could not use his limbs.After several repetitions, Tong Shu understood that this was—Yan.

Playing big swords in front of Guan Gong, who dares to use such tricks in front of Lu Guimen!

Tong Shu sneered, and chanted a spell to get rid of nightmares, and the curtain in front of him suddenly shattered, and he opened his eyes.

He sat up abruptly, but bumped into a hard and cold wall. Just as he was thinking that it might be a ghost hitting the wall, the "wall" suddenly spoke: "Sleep for a while."

It was Xin Wu's voice.I don't know if Xin Wu just came here when he noticed something strange, or if he has been looking at him like this for a long time.

At this time they were very close, Tong Shu's head rested on Xin Wu's chest, and Xin Wu held his shoulder with one hand, and the coolness spread to Tong Shu through the limbs they touched, just like last time, as Cool as a long-thirsty person encounters a clear spring, and Tong Shu is refreshed for a while, and his mind is much clearer, so he can't help but put his face on Xin Wu's chest.

Tong Shu's posture lacked strength, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support Xin Wu's shoulder, adjusted his breath slightly for a moment, and finally cleaned up the disordered nightmare. Accompanied by the slight pain of Yuanshen, he took the initiative to climb and hold it in this way. Leaning on Xin Wu's arms, he pondered for a moment, and a thought flashed through him, knowing that something was wrong, he asked, "Fifth brother, is there something wrong outside?"

"I'll come, you sleep." Xin Wu's body seemed to be even more stiff since his face was pressed against him. When he put his hands on Xin Wu's shoulders, he was already so stiff that he didn't look like a human body.

Xin Wu put one hand on his shoulder, as if he wanted to push him away, but also seemed to want to hold him tightly. His shoulders hurt a little with his five fingers.Tong Shu raised his head in doubt, and his breath reached Xin Wu's Adam's apple, only to feel that Xin Wu suddenly collapsed tightly.

Tong Shu raised his eyes to look for Xin Wu's eyes, but Xin Wu pressed his face on his shoulder to prevent him from looking at it.

The two were silent in an inexplicable posture like this. Tong Shu smelled the faint woody fragrance from Xin Wu's body, which was the same as the Qinan agarwood he was wearing in his hand, which made him feel familiar and at ease.This time is actually very short, so short that Tong Shu can only do a few breath adjustments. He still has a dull pain in his soul, and he is missing the last episode of the Shangxie Heart Sutra.

Xin Wu seemed to have discovered something and broke him away. Tong Shu couldn't see Xin Wu's expression clearly in the dark, but felt a heavy gaze fixed on his face. Then Xin Wu didn't explain, but forcefully added strength , Pushing him back on the bed irresistibly, he tried to struggle but found he couldn't move.

After a while, the door opened and closed, and Xin Wu went out.

Tong Shu stared at the dark bed curtain, and a cool thought popped into his mind-Xin Wu didn't seem to be breathing.

Time was running out and there was no time to think deeply. Tong Shu picked up a section of the Shangxie Heart Sutra and recited it. After adjusting his breath for a few weeks, his eyes flashed. He sat up straight and stared deeply at the dark room.

Xin Wu took some measure of the fixing spell on him, so that he would not be stiff and uncomfortable, but this also happened to take advantage of Tong Shu who had accumulated some cultivation.The spells he knows are all kinds of strange, as long as he has a little spiritual power, he can always break the fixing spell.

Get up and push the window.

Except for the extreme silence outside the window, it was an ordinary night.This small town is divided into east and west cities. Fengshui in the east city sells daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, brocade and jewelry; it is said that the west square once burned down the city, killing many people. Donkey horse shop.Tong Shu came here 50 years ago, and it was almost the same as now, and the residents were all foreigners and livestock.

After a moment of silence, Tong Shu suddenly closed his eyes and closed the window.He suddenly opened his eyes again, opened the window with his palm, bit his fingertips, and drew a talisman against the void. He shouted sharply: "Break!"

A crack was torn in the void, and the night was divided into two halves. The same place revealed a completely different scene.

The wind lamps hanging high on the archways on the street are shining with green fluorescence, the shops along the street are covered with cobwebs, the bluestone pavement is uneven, and bones are scattered beside the road.There are peddlers peddling along the street, and their loads are dripping with dirty limbs; children run through the crowd, screaming and showing their terrifying green teeth; prostitutes soliciting business are full of make-up and show off, but they have no feet under their skirts; At the end of the street, there was an old woman with white hair but no wrinkles on her face. Blood was streaming from her eyes. She was burning paper money and singing nocturnes to lull children to sleep.

Compared with footsteps, Tong Shu is definitely not as good as Xin Wu, but compared to entering evil places, Tong Shu is faster than anyone else.

He turned over and got out of the window, and jumped into this eerie and terrifying nightmare formation.