wind thousand feet

When the two entered Zongxiu Sect, they passed by disciples of various sects in twos and threes along the way.

"That's all right now, with the Immortal of Lindong acting as the master for us, let's see how the royal family and the demons will rob our family's treasures with great fanfare!"

"Don't be too optimistic. Didn't the Immortal Lindong just say that? It's inconvenient for him to intervene in mortal affairs, and Lord Yishan and Lord Nanlin are the ones taking the lead. Have you forgotten the last visit to the royal temple? A city lord of Shu Wu Enough to overwhelm the heroes, and this time there are demons causing trouble... Sigh! The future is bleak."

"Didn't I hear that Healer An has been found? All these years, the lord of the Shu Wu City has kept himself safe. How can he wait until today when he wants to make treasures? What he did last time was only because of Healer An. And this Healer An is a sect People who cultivate the sect, I think, as long as Doctor An is still a member of the sect, the Shuwu City Lord will definitely stand by our side."

"Yes, yes, yes! I also believe in the Lord of Shu Wu!"

An Chi turned around and looked at Feng Qianchi, Lindong Immortal didn't care, if he wanted to deal with Hei Ling, it was almost a foregone conclusion that Feng Qianchi would accompany him.

Feng Qianchi naturally understood what An Chi was thinking, and laughed in a low voice: "Aren't An Chi very happy that my brother can accompany you?"

An Chi rubbed his stomach and looked at the leftovers in the courtyard: "I still missed it! You can still smell a little meat when the wind blows. Let's go and meet Ouyang Yunzheng for a while."

Shaoguang Hall is located on the high side of Zongxiu Gate. In the evening of midsummer, the entire Shaoguang Hall is illuminated like a layer of golden light.

Under the treatment of Nine Sun Immortal, Ouyang Yunzheng's meridians have been repaired and he can walk freely, but his mana has not yet recovered.

Sitting alone in an empty room, the chessboard in front of him is empty. Since Lin Qiuhe left, there has been no black and white game on this chessboard.

Lin Qiuhe...

Was it you who went to the foot of Wuji Mountain that day and fell presumptuously?

If it is you……

On one side is Bai Nu, and on the other side is you.

What should I do with you?

Ouyang Yunzheng frowned slightly, picked up a long white cloth, covered the chessboard, got up, but saw two white figures in the room.One has an unrestrained and unrestrained appearance, and the other has a slender body and a delicate appearance.

"you……"

A flash of joy flashed across Ouyang Yunzheng's indifferent face, and he said flatly, "What's the matter?"

An Chi glanced at the white cloth on the chessboard, with a half-smile: "What's under the white cloth?"

Ouyang Yunzheng kept a clear face as usual: "The chessboard."

"Chessboard? The apprentice is so precious, how can it be a chessboard? Master, I think it is Lin Qiuhe. That Lin Qiuhe who has killed your master and me once, and now he is trying his best to kill your master and me."

I worked hard to raise you, so I asked you: Where are you, son of a bitch?

An Chi stared at Ouyang Yunzheng, forgetting that the son of a bitch in his family is not enlightened, so he just repeated: "The chessboard."

After finishing speaking, he tore off the white cloth, telling An Chi that seeing is believing.Then Dingding looked at An Chi, meaning: Look, there are no Tibetans, it's really just a chessboard.

"what!"

An Chi stared at Feng Qianchi speechlessly, a silent smile had already appeared on that astonished face.

"Forget it, why did I raise such an uninitiated thing like you back then? I heard that your meridians have been cut off, but now it seems that you have recovered."

Ouyang Yunzheng nodded lightly: "Yes."

"I also heard that Immortal Lindong doesn't participate in human affairs?"

Ouyang Yunzheng was still indifferent: "Yes."

"Does Zong Xiumen want to seize the treasure?"

"I don't know."

"Whether you know it or not, I want it anyway." An Chi folded his arms around his chest, with his toes high, and said, "An Yuewei's broken soul is in the soul-gathering bottle, I must obtain the supreme skill to gather the soul for Anyuewei, But I am alone, afraid of death, and need to follow the sect to cultivate the sect, and go with the wind, can you help me with this matter?"

"An Yuewei..."

Ouyang Yunzheng frowned and nodded.

"Okay." When An Chi turned around, he glanced at the chessboard and said grandly, "If I can do what I want, I can let this thing go."

this thing?

checkerboard?

Ouyang Yunzheng thought about it again and again, his expression slightly surprised, and he asked, "This thing...is it Lin...?"

"..."

An Chi shot him a gouged look, then turned and went out.

"That room..."

Ouyang Yunzheng's voice sounded, An Chi stood still, and Ouyang Yunzheng said: "I'll keep it for you."

"Finally did something human."

Feng Qianchi smiled slightly at Ouyang Yunzheng, took An Chi's hand, and turned back to the Wutong courtyard of the Medical School in an instant. While casting a spell to light the oil lamp, he said: "I said earlier that the monk doesn't have a long mouth, so don't you bother?" Qi. Lin Qiuhe and you, even if he does not stand with you, he will only be neutral."

"I forgot about the pain of digging my heart, just this shit, I'm so angry! Eh...?"

Anchi looked towards the window.

Sitting by the window was a girl in white with red and swollen eyes. When An Chi looked, she was also looking at An Chi. In her always innocent eyes, there was a ghostly resentment at the moment.

"Fourth sister, why are you here?"

There was a sneer at the corner of An Le's mouth: "I heard you're back, so I'm waiting here on purpose. As for why I'm here, doesn't 'Third Brother' not know?!"

"So that's how it is." An Chi sat down opposite An Le, with a playful smile: "I'm keeping the broken soul of the second brother, don't worry, the second brother can live. Look at your dark circles, go back and rest."

"What... what? Second brother... still alive?"

"Of course." An Chi took a sip of the tea on the table: "Second brother, because I broke his soul, I can let him die? If you don't believe in your third brother's ability, how can you not believe him?"

Speaking of 'he', An Chi looked at the wind a thousand feet.

An Le stared blankly at An Chi for a while, then turned to look at Feng Qianchi standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back, and asked, "City Lord, my second brother, can you really still live?"

Feng Qianchi raised his eyebrows and nodded: "We came back just for this matter, and Ouyang Yunzheng also agreed to help."

"Yeah! With the city lord and Lord Nanling working together, the second brother will definitely be saved! Great! Great!" An Le wept with joy, and suddenly exclaimed: "What happened! Third brother!!"

The third brother fell down on the table with a 'boom' at the right time.

Feng Qianchi was startled, turned to Anle in an instant, and roared, "What did you do?"

"Woooooo..." Anle looked at Feng Qianchi in horror: "Chengchengcheng... the city lord! Hurry up and call Dudu... Master Dugui! I drank Huagu powder in the tea! Then... It's too late, third brother's house will be gone!"

"you!"

With trembling hands, Feng Qianchi pointed at An Le, flicked his clothes, disappeared into the room together with An Chi, and went to the room of the poisonous ghost.

Feng Qianchi's expression before leaving told Anle: If the third brother has a problem, the second brother will be lost!For this reason, An Le cried all night.At dawn, when An Chi and Feng Qianchi came back, An Le's eyes were swollen beyond human appearance.

Looking at more than one pitiful?

Unexpectedly, An Chi is even more pitiful. In the previous year, An Chi always wanted to use poison to get back everything that belonged to him. He never thought that poisoning others would fail. To prevent spleen and stomach constriction, from now on, he has to live the rest of his life by wrapping his chest like a woman.

"Woooooo, third brother, I'm sorry! How's it going? Is there anything wrong?"

An Le threw his head into An Chi's arms. It was okay at first, but now... it's a big deal!

An Chi's chest hurts.

Feng Qianchi's face was pitch-black, almost demonized.

"Okay, okay! With the master here, the third brother is fine."

Enduring the pain, An Chi patted An Le's back lightly, and said, "It's time to discuss matters, and the suzerain's presence in person should be for the sake of a hundred schools of thought. In the near future, all disciples of the sect's cultivators will have to go down the mountain. You should go back and rest quickly, and recover your spirits." , follow us."

"I... can I go with my medical skills?"

"The only one who can poison the third brother is the fourth sister. If you can't go, who can?"

"That's right." An Le's tears seemed to flow out without money, crying and laughing at the same time: "Third Brother, Le'er bid farewell."

Feng Qianchi looked at the direction where An Le disappeared, quite disdainful: "Just like her, you let her go to die?"

"I just want her to sleep well. Look at those eyes, if you don't sleep, you will be blind?"

An Chi clutched his chest and walked towards the bed.

Feng Qianchi hugged him: "What? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." An Chi lay down on the bed, tugged at the wrapping cloth bitterly, and said, "It's just this wrapping cloth that will last a lifetime...Like a woman, what's the matter!"

The point is, wrapping in cloth on a sultry day, and getting flustered from the heat in the morning, how do you live when the sun comes out?

"Ah……"

Feng Qianchi sat down on the edge of the bed, lifted An Chi's chin lightly with his slender fingers, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "It's okay, let alone missing two ribs, even if you are paralyzed, my brother will support you forever."

"I guess I'm cursed by you for my current fate! Alas! It's too bad." An Chi put his cold hand over his chin and put it on the wrapping cloth on his chest, and sighed with his eyes closed: "I'm finally comfortable. Hurry up , take some air-conditioning, it's going to be hot to death."

After waiting for a while, there was no response, and he opened his eyes, only to see that the astonishing face was blushing, and the pair of black eyes were dotted with stars, showing a look of embarrassment.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" An Chi shook his head straight: "How hungry and thirsty must he be? With such a bare body, can he be sexually obsessed? Hurry up! I'm hot!"

"Cough! Cough! Mmm."

When Feng Qianchi cast the spell, An Chi suddenly felt a chill in his heart, stretched comfortably, and said, "I remember you can gather Qi into pearls?"

"Ah."

"Knot one."

"Do not."

"You tie one, and I'll put it on my body to cool off."

"Do not."

"Why?"

Feng Qianchi moved his fingers, and said solemnly: "Brother is hungry and thirsty, and he has beads, so it's inconvenient for him to have sex."

"Fuck off!"

At the hour of the hour, the rising sun caresses the greenery, and the earth is warm.

The Zongxiumen Square was buzzing with people, and the disciples of various sects waited for a full half an hour in this scorching, warm color. The sky suddenly appeared colorful and auspicious, and two immortals in white stepped on the clouds and slowly landed on the high platform.

Immediately, the audience knelt down and shouted in unison: "Disciple pays homage to Immortal Lindong and Immortal Nine Suns."

Feng Qianchi and An Chi hid themselves on the Optimus Prime outside the square, and a half-foot-high water mirror in front of them showed the clear faces of the two immortals on the stage.

An Chi: "This old man with white hair and white beard should be the Immortal of Nine Suns, and the other one who is well-maintained and dignified is the Immortal of Lindong."

Feng Qianchi smiled lightly: "The Immortal of Nine Suns has lived for more than two hundred years, and the Immortal of Lindong is only an octogenarian. It is true that it is just calculated according to age, but should we make a bet? I bet you are wrong. "

"Inverted?" An Chi pondered for a while, and suddenly realized: "The Immortal of Nine Suns became immortal when he was not confused, he should be the one who took care of it properly! Xuanyuan Kai became immortal at an octogenarian age, and his beard and hair are naturally white."

"Ah."

"I'll go." An Chi looked at the water wave mirror and frowned: "Why do I think this Nine Suns Immortal is familiar, maybe I've seen it before?"

Feng Qianchi took a closer look at the scene of Shuibojing, shook his head, and said: "I know what happened 200 years ago, but I left Lingquan to fly away, exactly 200 years ago, whether you have seen it or not, I don't know."

An Chi spat softly: "Others have experienced catastrophe for a few days, but you have experienced 200 years? Have you experienced God's calamity?"

"..." Feng Qianchi raised his eyebrows and smiled, not ashamed to say that he was the egg that this guy had hatched for 100 years but failed to hatch. He didn't want to be a bitch like Ouyang Yunzheng.

"You young heroes..."

Immortal Lindong on the high platform talked about the world's market situation for a long time, and finally got to the point: "Please also report back to the sect. Although I and the Immortal Nine Suns do not participate in human affairs, the world of cultivating immortals is currently in turmoil. I will abandon the world and ignore it, let alone the tragic situation where the masters of the five great immortal sects were killed at the same time."

The audience shouted: "I would like to follow the order of the immortal!"

"Well. The situation is serious now. In order to prevent the unruly people from gaining benefits, it is imminent to find the treasures of the five immortal sects. It has been two days since everyone came to Zongxiumen, and the teacher must be very anxious. It is important to return to life. Zongxiumen is busy arranging to find Matters, it is inconvenient to stay longer, everyone clean up a little, and leave quickly."

"Yes!"

People surged in the square and scattered in all directions.From time to time, only Zongxiu sect disciples remained.The two immortals on the stage came on the clouds, but left on foot.

Immortal Lindong went to Dongyun Pavilion where the suzerain was, while Immortal Jiuyang headed towards Ouyang Yunzheng's Shaoguang Hall.

Mr. Yishan is used to being carefree. In the past, such matters were done jointly by Ouyang Yunzheng, Lin Qiuhe, and Shen Yongheng, the direct disciples of the three major factions.Now one has defected, one is injured, and there is only one Shen Yongheng. There are many things that are difficult to sort out. Mr. Yishan sighs secretly: When will this cultivation sect regain its former glory?

Rather than...

"An Yuefeng."

Yi Shanjun shouted suddenly, everyone was stunned, An Yuefeng made a routine salute: "What orders does Yi Shan Jun have?"

"Come up, come up." Yi Shanjun didn't even look at An Yuefeng, but only waved to Anyuefeng's position.Liuyuan's eyes swept around the Taoist school: "That...that..."

Yi Shanjun pointed to Xuanyuan Yandai with a cold face: "You! Yes! It's you! The girl with the best looks and the most indifferent face, your father is the prince, you come up."

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Yandai bowed her hands in salute, and walked up to the high platform with An Yuefeng.

"Oh! You are a talented girl! You are a talented girl!" Yi Shanjun swept his eyes back and forth between the two of them, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Well! It's just you two! From now on, you will be the direct disciples of the School of Law and the School of Taoism And you, Shen Yongheng. The three of you... this, this, this..."

Lord Yi Shan waved his hand and said: "Arrange them well and leave in three days. If you have any questions, go to Shaoguang Hall and ask Lord Nanling."

After finishing speaking, he patted his ass and wanted to leave. Xuanyuan Yandai blocked it with his sword and asked: "Dare to ask Mr. Yishan, there are so many talents in the Taoist school, why did you choose a disciple as a direct disciple? Is it because my father is a prince?"

"No! Didn't I just say it?" Yishan Jun laughed straight: "You are the most beautiful, with the most indifferent face, and your father is a prince. You are good-looking, and all the male disciples listen to you. Indifference, those boys have evil intentions but not courage. The female disciples have a big opinion on you, your father is a prince, who dares to make trouble? Who would you choose?"

Xuanyuan Yandai: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Two people on Optimus Prime: "Hahaha... What a chicken thief!"

An Yuefeng arched his sword and saluted: "May I ask Yi Shanjun, why did you choose another disciple? The disciple believes that, regardless of academic attainments or conduct, Junior Sister Xu is much better than my disciple. Why not Junior Sister Xu?"

"Junior Sister Xu? You mean Dan'er?"

"Yes."

"Nonsense." Yi Shanjun said with a straight face: "This job is exhausting, and I don't want to do things that I don't want to do. Let my precious daughter do it? With these skills, Dan'er's kung fu will be even closer."

"Hahahahaha..."

The two on Optimus Prime laughed miserably.

An Chi: "Haha, let's go, go to Shaoguang Temple to meet the Immortal Nine Suns for a while, if he can condense his soul, we don't need to go to the muddy water in this world."

Feng Qianchi was still smiling, shaking his head: "Did you forget what you just said?"

"what?"

"You said he was sanctimonious."

"Ponderable?" An Chi pondered for a while, and said, "Hey! I thought he was Xuanyuan Kai just now, and he's just sitting on the right seat, can he count?"

"Counting."

Feng Qianchi looked serious.

An Chi and Feng Qianchi looked at each other for a while, and nodded: "That's right, Guizi doesn't have a long mouth, I'm blind. If you say it's counting, he must be suspicious. What will you do next?"

"Wait."

"Leaving in three days?"

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