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The sun is rising in the east, and the mountains are shrouded in a layer of hazy white mist, making the long and wide white jade stairs in the Miaoxian Pavilion look like a fairyland, and above the stairs is the Bixiao Hall.

The other three immortal sects had already rushed over after receiving the news. Mingli was preparing for the immortal gate competition three days later, but in fact it still revolved around the strange things that happened down the mountain recently.

It is said that this monster was transmitted from Yun Yuxuan, and Zai Yan was not completely devoid of thoughts, and his words revealed something, and the hall master of Yun Yuxuan realized that there was something in his words, and suddenly his face was a little ugly.

She stood up abruptly: "Master Zai said what he had to say, why hide it, I, Yun Yuxuan, didn't catch the monster that made trouble, it's good, but it's not despicable enough to drive the monster away!"

Although Yun Yuxuan has a lot of women, but his strength among the four great immortal sects does his part.She was born beautiful, and the sharp look in those beautiful eyes was as real as it was, which made people hurt.

The hall master of Yunchang Pavilion covered his face with a fan, exuding the air of a literati, he said in a gentle voice: "Master Yan, don't be angry, don't hurt each other's harmony because of this matter."

Hall Master Yun Yuxuan glanced at him, and sat down with a wave of his sleeves to save face.

A group of people discussed this matter all morning. After they came, the monster never came out again, and it was impossible to catch it, so in the end, they didn't tell the reason.

Outside the Bixiao Hall, a skirt as white as snow fell on the white jade steps. The owner of the skirt walked to the front of the Bixiao Hall step by step. She knocked on the door, walked in and saluted the hall masters of the four great immortal gates one by one.

"Why is the Young Sect Master here?" asked the Sect Master of Yunchang Pavilion.

Zai Hanyan smiled softly and said: "The sect has some matters to discuss with father."

She specially emphasized the word Zongmen, and there was a tactful order to chase away guests in her words. The people present were all good people, so how could they not understand her two words.

The Sect Master of Xingtianmen, who had not spoken all this time, cupped his hands and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't bother you any more."

After he finished speaking, he shook his hands and left. With his start, the suzerain of Yunchang Pavilion stood up: "Let's discuss about the monster's troubles next time."

"Farewell." Yun Yuxuan followed closely behind.

After the three of them had left, Zai Yan focused his attention on the daughter in front of him. He frowned, rubbed his forehead, and sat down on the stool next to him.

"But what happened again?"

He is very clear about his daughter's habits, and the things her daughter said are mostly trivial matters that are not painful or itchy.

However, Zai Hanyan did not rush up to complain this time, but closed the gate of Bixiaotang first, and then said: "Father, someone broke into Shuangqing Mountain yesterday--Brother before... Su Zheqing hid in Shuangqing Mountain for a long time, I was worried that he hadn't died, so I set up an enchantment on the back mountain, but... in the middle of last night, the enchantment was broken."

"What!!?" Zai Yan jumped up, "Is what you said true?"

The barrier was broken, and according to the information Zai Hanyan gave him, it was very likely that Su Zheqing was not dead and had come back. He never doubted Zai Hanyan's words, and was furious right away.

"The unworthy one dares to come back!"

Zai Hanyan said again: "Father, the recent changes at the foot of the mountain may be him..."

Zai Yan turned cold, remembering that Su Zheqing had been hiding in Shuangqing Mountain for two years, but he didn't know anything, and the anger of being deceived rushed into his head. Their Miaoxian Pavilion seemed to come whenever he wanted, and leave whenever he wanted ground.

This is a kind of contempt for both him and Miaoxian Pavilion!

……

"What did you see?" Bai Chuan asked.

This is a hidden mountain forest, dilapidated log cabins, like a desolate old man, can be blown by the wind.

The four table legs were of different lengths, one of which was padded with a few flat stones, and on the table were the steamed buns that Bai Chui bought from the foot of the mountain.

Sitting opposite him, Qing Yang picked up the steamed stuffed bun and devoured it hungrily. When he heard his question, he didn't stop eating, and only replied vaguely: "I, I saw Senior Sister..."

He chewed a few mouthfuls, swallowed the buns in his mouth, and then said: "I saw my senior sister, she, she is a demon cultivator, sometimes very gentle, sometimes like a different person, and said that she will be I made a puppet..."

Qing Yang knew everything without saying a word, he said everything he knew, and he said: "These are all I know."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to see Bai Zhui's expression. He entered the Miaoxian Pavilion after Su Zheqing became a demon, so he had never seen Su Zheqing's true face. He also participated in the siege of Su Zheqing, but at that time he was only a Looking at it from a distance, he didn't recognize Bai Chui.

However, he can also see the extraordinaryness of the person in front of him. Su Zheqing's appearance is very good-looking, with a fairy air between his brow bones, he is imposing and handsome, and if others stand beside him, they will inevitably become more vulgar .

Bai Zhui was playing with the dagger in his hand, brushing his index finger over the blade, as if treating a lover with tenderness, he asked: "Is it really just like this?"

Qing Yang took a breath and said: "Also, senior sister... Zai Hanyan often goes out at night, I followed her twice, but lost them both, so I don't know where she went."

He looked at the light of the knife, not daring to lie: "That's really all I know."

Bai Zhui stared at him for a while, and after making sure what he said was true, he put away his dagger, "Do you want revenge?"

"Revenge?" Qing Yang's expression darkened, he is just a useless person now, how can he talk about revenge, I'm afraid he has already...

Bai Tui didn't say much, he stood up and said, "You should stay here for a few days."

Qing Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but Bai Zhui had already gone out, so he sat down nervously, picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

No matter who the other party is, staying here is better than being in Zai Hanyan's hands.

……

One day before the Immortal Gate Competition, Bai Zhui took Qing Yang down the mountain and went straight to the tea house. This is a good place to inquire about news. He took away Su Zheqing's soul. indifferent.

They didn't sit together, Qing Yang sat on the first floor, and he sat on the second floor. In this way, even if someone recognized Qing Yang, they would not notice his existence.

He was not afraid of Qing Yang running away, this was the territory of Miaoxian Pavilion, if he didn't want to be discovered by Zai Hanyan, it would be the safest to stay by Bai Chui's side.

A platform was built on the first floor of the teahouse, and someone was talking on it. Bai Chui lowered his straw hat and took a sip of tea with his head bowed.

Zero: "Su Zheqing's soul has been sent back to the headquarters, and it has been repaired."

Bai Zhui slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Our mission is almost finished."

Zero corrected him: "It's only half done."

Bai Chui didn't explain much, just said: "Wait - I really miss the points mall a little bit, otherwise I wouldn't have to go around such a big circle."

It just so happened that the Points Mall was closed when it was most needed, and Bai Chui expressed a little regret about it.

The storyteller below had a loud voice, with ups and downs in his words, and the atmosphere was in place. After he finished telling a story about a knight, he drank the tea brought by the waiter and said, "Have you heard about the tragic death of three people in Windmill Town? ?”

A big fellow below asked: "Could it be that Mr. Storyteller knows the secret?"

Bai Chui drank his tea and paused.

The storyteller and the big man sang together.

"certainly……"

"Then tell us."

"Don't worry, don't worry." The storyteller shook his fans, "Have you ever heard of Su Zheqing?"

Without waiting for them to speak, the storyteller began to speak in a dignified manner: "Speaking of Su Zheqing, he used to be a man of great power and became famous at a young age, but it's a pity that he was too frivolous and impetuous. There are countless, but he is a Rakshasa in the world. I heard that as long as you see him, you will die. His hands are full of blood, and he is more ferocious than ordinary demon cultivators..."

"However, fortunately Zai Hanyan, the daughter of the lord of the Miaoxian Pavilion, discovered his hiding place and led everyone to kill him. This young lord was once Su Zheqing's fiancée. So optimistic, but unexpectedly Su Zheqing took the road of cultivating demons in the end, and for the sake of the justice of the world, he had to reluctantly kill the elder brother, he is also a poor person."

He groaned.

"Then what? What does this have to do with Windmill Town?" someone asked from below.

He said: "Recently, there has been a similar evil cultivator in Fengche Town, and no one can be caught. Don't everyone think it is familiar?"

"Could it be, could it be that Su Zheqing is not dead!?"

The storyteller put his palms together and clapped his palms together: "That's right, Su Zheqing not only came back, but also demonstrated against the immortal sect, it's extremely rampant!"

"How do you say that, Your Excellency?" A gentle voice came from the second floor.

Everyone subconsciously chased after the sound, only to see a person wearing a green coat and a straw hat covering most of his face, leaving only his chin and mouth exposed.

This person turned his face sideways and only looked at the outline, which was also pleasing to the eye. The unhappiness that the storyteller felt because of being interrupted disappeared, and he said: "This young master, you don't know something, that Su Zheqing It has always been cruel..."

His words were interrupted by Bai Zhui again: "How do you know his methods are cruel?"

The storyteller laughed twice and said, "Everyone knows this, even the three-year-old children on the street have heard of it."

Bai Zhui: "You also said that it is just hearsay, hearsay, without evidence, and spreading it everywhere, isn't it like a gossip woman chewing on people's ears?"

"You!" The storyteller blushed when he heard him compare him to a gossip.

Bai Tui went on to say, "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

He asked this rhetorically, he took control of the sovereignty, the storyteller and everyone downstairs thought about what he said, indeed, this is groundless, isn't it just what the gossip woman did.

but……

Someone said indignantly: "What is there no evidence? He Su Zheqing killed so many people. Can't human life be used as evidence!"

Bai Zhui tilted his head slightly, unhurriedly: "Did you see him kill someone with your own eyes?"

The man snorted coldly: "Anyway, someone saw it, otherwise how could such words be spread."

Bai Zhui hooked the corners of his lips: "The storyteller just said that people who have seen him will die... Then if I tell everyone at this time that you don't lift, is it true?"

There was a brief burst of laughter in the teahouse, the man was stunned for a moment, and then his neck was red to the roots of his ears, he shook his sleeves: "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Bai Zhui responded to him with what he said just now: "It must be because you didn't lift it, that's why such rumors spread, is that what you mean?"

His tone was gentle, his tea drinking movements were elegant, and he didn't seem to be speaking vulgar words at all. The storyteller frowned and said, "Little brother, why are you so aggressive? We are just telling the truth. You are helping that demon like this." Talking with your head, could it be..."

The storyteller narrowed his eyes: "What's your relationship with him?"

"No." He is Su Zheqing himself, "It's just that he knows some unknown things."

What he said was an introduction, which tickles people's hearts, something unknown?What's the matter?Could it be that there is a reversal?

Someone asked them for them: "What's the matter?"

It was Qing Yang. When Bai Zhui spoke, he also pretended to be a member of the teahouse listening to the book. He didn't understand Bai Zhui's intention to help Su Zheqing speak. Until just now, he thought of it all at once. He intends to direct the conversation to Zai Hanyan.

He saw that Mr. Storyteller wanted to get people to chase him away, so he asked everyone's doubts before he spoke.

Bai Chui brought Qing Yang down the mountain to see if he could meet someone from Miaoxian Pavilion, but he didn't expect him to be so good at Taoism. He didn't give the storyteller a chance to speak, and continued after his questioning.

"I heard that in the Miaoxian Pavilion, it was not Su Zheqing who was possessed by the devil, but the suzerain's daughter, Zai Hanyan. This Zai Hanyan's family is powerful, and Su Zheqing is just a scapegoat..."

"It's nonsense! It's nonsense..." The storyteller's two beards were blown up in anger, "You arrogant child, do you know where this is, how dare you say such words, is the young master of the Miaoxian Pavilion? You can arrange it however you want!"

"Then tell me why there are rumors that it was Su Zheqing who was murdered by a demon? Is it because he disappeared from everyone's eyes for a year?" Bai Chuan paused, "Someone saw him kill, who is it?" You can see clearly what he used to kill people? How did he kill people? Did he kill people at night or during the day... It doesn’t matter. Just say that Su Zheqing killed people, and you all believe it. Why? Because-- Others are playing you for fools."

His crackling words made everyone dizzy, and they felt quite reasonable after listening to his words, but they were not happy when they heard him say that others treated them as fools.

But if you take a closer look, the rumors have always been using people as gunmen, and his words really make people unable to refute them.

Having achieved his goal, Bai Zhui didn't say any more, he put a piece of silver on the table, and gently opened his lips and said, "Tea money."

After speaking, he turned over from the window and went out, and disappeared after a few strokes.

Everyone in the teahouse came back to their senses and talked a lot.

They said before that Su Zheqing killed people like hemp, but it was all hearsay. They had been in it all year round, and of course they knew that these words were half true and half false, and they lost their original appearance long ago.

But that person just now dared to say that Zai Hanyan was the one possessed by the demon, he really had the guts to discuss it while they were afraid.

The storyteller watched the out-of-control scene, summoned a servant, leaned into his ear and said, "Tell the eldest lady, there is someone disturbing the situation, remember to clean up our teahouse."

"Sigh." The boy nodded, obviously this wasn't the first time he had done this.

……

Behind the dark red bead curtain, there was a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and it took a while for the person inside to speak.

"Trash, I can't do this well." The voice was calm on the surface, but it made people feel chills unconsciously.

The boy was dragged by an invisible force, his neck was pinched by his hands, and he met a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to be soaked in poison. The boy swallowed before he even had time to beg for mercy.

"Useless things, death is not a pity."

Qianqian let go of her hand, and the servant fell powerlessly on the heavy blanket. In front of his eyes, a pair of smooth, small and exquisite jade feet, with a white skirt covering his ankles, stepped over him.

Hundreds of Immortal Sect Competitions, this year was held on an empty mountain in the Miaoxian Pavilion, and the prizes were also given out from the Miaoxian Pavilion. These things are just for fun. For the Four Great Immortal Sects, they are just plucked from cattle. A hair is not enough to worry about, but for the small sects below, this is a good thing that can't be found.

At the Immortal Gate competition, there was a huge crowd, and Bai Chui brought Qing Yang among them. Zai Hanyan would appear in the competition every year, but he seldom played.

After Bai Zhui and Qing Yang went in, they got separated. Qing Yang went straight to Miaoxian Pavilion, found his acquainted junior, and took off his straw hat in front of him.

"Senior brother!?"

"Shh-"

The Immortal Gate Competition started, Bai Chuan squatted under the tree, watching a group of people in Taoist uniforms swinging their swords in the air, waiting for the opportunity, and the people around formed a circle to cheer for his brothers.

Until a round of wheel battles, an ethereal and slender woman jumped onto the ring, her water-blue skirt swaying. It was from Yun Yuxuan, and she defeated the first opponent in a few moves.

In the wheel battle, as long as you win ten opponents, you can win the prize. The prize for this round is a hairpin, a low-key and bright wooden hairpin, engraved with cumbersome runes, which is a formation.

The woman swept around the audience. She is very powerful. Most of the female cultivators can't beat her, while the male cultivators don't want to fight with her. If they win, it's like bullying. For a while, no one went up to fight her. Han Yan raised her chin: "You, do you dare to compete with me?"

She is the female cultivator who competed with the disciples of Miaoxian Pavilion for Yaogen in the secret realm back then. She was bullied by their numbers and retreated. After returning, she was full of anger. They said Yaogen was for the senior sister. Senior sister, you have some skills.

The female cultivator always thought that Yao Gen had already been slaughtered by Hanyan.

Zai Hanyan did not expect that someone would choose her to fight in Miaoxian Pavilion. Everyone knows that she is not good at fighting, and she prefers to use medicine.

Her naked provocation, if Zai Hanyan refused to fight, he would say that she was as cowardly as a mouse, if she complied, she would be defeated in her own territory, and the scene would not be very good.

Zai Yan's face changed again and again, he turned his head to face the suzerain of Yun Yuxuan: "Sect master Yan, what is your disciple's intention?"

Sect Master Yun Yuxuan glanced at him indifferently. Regarding his questioning, he blocked his question indifferently: "The contest between hundreds of families in the Immortal Sect is just a practice among juniors, and has no other intention."

With these words, it seemed that he was a bit of a villain, so Zai Yan turned his head back and stopped talking to her.

Zai Hanyan pursed his lips, jumped onto the competition field, and smiled: "Please give me your advice."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The woman in blue made a quick move.

The woman in blue moved swiftly, and Zai Hanyan dodged it sensitively. In the first half, the woman in blue had the upper hand. During the fight between the two, Zai Hanyan kept talking to her with words.

"This sister is so brave."

"Who is your sister, don't bark!"

"Fellow Daoist is impatient, but because the weather is too hot?"

"Oh, I tell you, it's useless to use any tricks you want."

"It's natural, my sister is so powerful, I can't match it in any way."

"Humph!"

……

The conversation on the competition stage is unknown to everyone, but as time went on, the blue-clothed woman gradually fell into a disadvantage, brave and foolish, step by step into Zai Hanyan's trap, but was killed by Zai Hanyan and kicked out. Competition table.

The blue-clothed woman's chest heaved and fluctuated, her eyes were burning with raging fire, and she looked out of breath, but she didn't make a fuss, it would be too cheap to do so, she took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and returned to Hall Master Yunyuxuan.

"Okay!" Zai Yan applauded, his brows brimming with joy, he glanced at the people around him, and said, "Teacher Yan's disciples still need to hone their xinxing a lot."

Hall Master Yun Yuxuan nodded slightly: "I'm sorry, but I, Yun Yuxuan's disciple, don't allow others to make irresponsible remarks."

"you!"

Zai Hanyan in the center of the competition table pursed his lips and smiled, neither showing his edge nor complacent about winning.

"Excuse me, who is willing to come up and compete with me."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone in the crowd said, "I'll come."

A plainly dressed man flew across to her. The man said, "Because my face was damaged, I had to put on a mask. I hope the young master Haihan."

There were whispers from below, the average male cultivator would not take the initiative to confront a female cultivator.

The people on the stage said softly: "I wonder if there is a rule that male cultivators cannot fight female cultivators?"

When he asked this, the scene was silent.

Isn't this something everyone knows well?

The man asked again: "Do monks have to be treated separately?"

No one answered his words, the scene was frozen, but the man didn't seem to be ashamed at all, standing on the stage with his head held high, as if no one spoke, he would not go down.

"There is no rule." Yun Yuxuan's hall master said, their sect has the most female cultivators, she never felt that female cultivators were weaker than male cultivators, and if they lost, it could only be said that their skills were inferior to others.

As soon as she spoke, the woman in blue who had just left behind her also said, "Why can't you fight, you are all opponents, when you fight with Moxiu, do people still see you as a man or a woman?"

There was always a smile on the corner of Bai Zhui's mouth: "Since that's the case, can this competition start?"

Zai Yan looked at Yun Yuxuan's Hall Master with a livid face, and said, "Does Hall Master Yan not even have the guts to lose?"

He obviously thought that she held grudges against Zai Hanyan over her apprentice.

Hall Master Yun Yuxuan took a sip of the tea in hand and said shallowly, "Worry too much."

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, there are winners and losers in this fairy gate competition, I think this monk is quite courageous, and dared to confront the daughter of the lord Zai in full view." The lord of the Yunchang Pavilion hurriedly said.

"Hmph!" Zai Yan waved his sleeves fiercely, sat down, and never turned his head towards Hall Master Yun Yuxuan.