Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Liu Wusheng knew who he was talking about, he didn't agree or refuse, but instead asked: "Would he be happy for you to see him?"

Qiao Xishui choked when asked.

"His every move is being watched now, and he finally sent you out, and you ran back regardless. Do you think he will welcome you happily?"

After all, Liu Wusheng's heart was soft, and after he finished speaking, his voice became low again. Although he couldn't speak softly, at least he was not as cold as before.

He said: "If you are really for his own good, then don't act impulsively, keep your head in check and take care of the overall situation."

Qiao Xishui was silent for a moment, then hummed.

What he said was just a temptation, and he knew in his heart that the current situation is not something that can be seen just by saying it.Besides, An Xichen's mentality is inferior and conceited now, and he always feels that if others hate him, they can have peace.

Maybe not.Qiao Xishui thought again, maybe he felt that if everyone hated him, then when he died, no one would feel sad about his death.

He was just too gentle.He would rather be spurned by thousands of people after his death than to see anyone feel sad for him because of his powerlessness and helplessness.

The autumn moon hangs brightly in the sky, softly illuminating the sparkling light in the pool of Zhuzui Pavilion. The bright moon is reflected in the pool and is broken into pieces by the ripples.

After returning to Zhuzui Pavilion, Qiao Xishui skipped what happened on the night of his birthday and told him everything in detail.

"His birthday is the day before the summer solstice." Qiao Xishui said, "May eighteenth."

"Understood." Liu Wusheng wrote a few pages of rice paper while listening to him. He put the pen on the inkstone, supported the single-piece glass mirror on the bridge of his nose, and said, "According to what you said, the person who chooses the container The first condition is to have the same birthday.”

Qiao Xishui nodded and said, "It seems so."

"However, judging from what that bastard said, there are likely to be other unnecessary conditions. For example, the fate and talent he inadvertently mentioned. The talent is still understandable. After all, the person who is going to be reborn cannot be an ordinary person. If It’s too bad for him to use a mortal body as a container. But this fate...it’s not going well.”

"It's just a container, why do they have similar fates?"

Qiao Xishui asked him to mention it, thinking of some things before, and said: "I know, it seems that the degree of fit will be higher, and the possibility of the spell's success will be higher. He said similar things, and said... can last The possibility of not dying is greater.”

"... Can this spell fail?"

Qiao Xishui was silent for a long while, looking at Liu Wusheng's unchanging cold face, he struggled to distinguish whether the old man, head of Liu, was surprised, ridiculed, or unbelievable.

In the end, he felt that it was the last one, so he said sincerely: "After all, only one person has cast the spell once, and this person is still a peerless genius."

Liu Wusheng was persuaded, picked up the pen and wrote a few more sentences, and said, "That's true."

"Then, next." He put down his pen and continued, "Where did Lin Hongyi get the compass he used to find people in the first place, and where in the capital did he find the Nirvana technique he mentioned when he talked with Qu Qi?" Come on, it’s all a problem.”

Qiao Xishui sat on the chair carelessly, shaking his feet, and said, "It seems that the two of them are not compatible."

"But I want to do the same thing, so I have to get together—I don't know how to get along with each other."

"There are also two things he said. If the first thing is hidden under the martial arts field, then the second thing should be hidden in the tombs you mentioned."

Qiao Xishui said sadly, "I just don't know what it is."

"We'll know in due time."

After finishing speaking, Liu Wusheng suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Let me ask you, how did Lin Hongyi's tombs come about?"

"Fang Ximing gave the order." Qiao Xishui replied, "At the beginning, An Xichen continued to order to find the things in his grave, but he was blocked over and over again. Finally, Fang Ximing couldn't breathe and took Lin Hongyi away. His tomb was moved to the mountain, and a magic circle was set up."

"Qing'er was the one who set up the magic circle." Liu Wusheng flipped through what he had just written, and said, "I'm afraid it was Lin Hongyi who ordered it when he was still alive."

What happened to him, or what Qu Qixiang did after Lin Hongyi died, he felt something was wrong, so he hid something important in the coffin and sent it into the circle. "

Qiao Xishui thought so too.

The original book said that the magic circle was caused by the magic power in the body after the head died, and later said that Fang Ximing found a way to break the tomb group's magic in the tomb.This is self-contradictory, the aura is not a magic circle, and there is no solution.Regarding this point, the book did not explain who did it.

——This is also the reason why he turned pale with fright when he heard An Xichen say that there was actually a Piao in the cave at the beginning.It sometimes said it was an aura, and sometimes it said it was a formation, which made people's heads big.

Later, Qiao Xishui was bored in An Xichen's room and thought, since there is a way to crack it, there must be someone who stands up.Someone must have set up the magic circle and confused everyone's memory.

An Xichen told him it was a formation at the beginning, but other people from Qingfengmen said in their books what kind of mana aura it was, which shows that An Xichen has not been confused by his memory.

It's no good for Qu Qixiang to do this, let alone Lin Wuhua who is on the same line as him.On the other hand, the original owner was loyal to Lin Hongyi, and he was a medicine practitioner, so it must be him.

There are so many wonders in this great world, and with his extraordinary talent, it is not impossible to cook a pot of medicinal soup that confuses people's memories.

So he tested Qu Qixiang in the cave.Unexpectedly, that idiot admitted it openly, and said that he was the one who buried Lin Hongyi.

"There is no time left. There are still many problems right now, including what are the two necessary things for the magic circle, and why An Xichen became a demon cultivator and survived in the end." Liu Wusheng said while holding a pen on the paper Pointing at the ink ball, he said, "Where did the dark thunder come from, and who did Qu Qixiang say he found..."

"Ah, I know the last question." Qiao Xishui was brought back to his thoughts, and when he heard him say this, he said, "That person should be Fengmanlou."

Liu Wusheng was silent for a long while, unable to figure out after thinking for a long time, and asked: "Who is Feng Manlou."

"Didn't you fight with him for a long time? You see, it was the one who didn't open his eyes at all during the martial arts arena, and smiled like a fool, with bare feet and no shoes, and the one who used the wind."

Liu Wusheng's face darkened: "That lunatic?!"

"...Yes." Qiao Xishui nodded in agreement, "It's that lunatic."

Liu Wusheng's face was as dark as a black cloud passing over the city.

Qiao Xishui understood him very well.In the original text, it wrote how Fengmanlou was stinky and shameless, teasing the furious Liu Wusheng, and made the upright Liu Wusheng so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. I heard that he went back to Duansheng Gate and fought against the wooden pile for three days and three days. It was only at night that the anger in my heart calmed down.

Feng Manlou is so frivolous, exaggerated and not doing business, he is simply the object of upright and rigid Liu Wusheng from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Wusheng cared about all beings in the world, and An Xichen's heart trembled when he heard what happened, so he naturally wanted to give him a hand.Not just An Xichen, he wanted to help everyone who was harmed by this spell.

Who knew that there was actually that lunatic in here! !

For a moment, Liu Wusheng had mixed feelings in his mind, he must be rescued, but he was in a complicated mood.

"Forget it, small things, small things." Liu Wusheng comforted himself with a complex expression, put away the pen that almost poked a black hole in the paper, and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep, I will talk to them , I will pick a few people to accompany you on the day of Lidong."

Qiao Xishui was startled when he heard the words, raised his head and said joyfully, "Really!?"

"Of course. Such a big matter, how can you let yourself go alone." Liu Wusheng said helplessly, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

"Okay!!" Qiao Xishui bowed awkwardly in a hurry, and said, "Thank you, Sect Leader! Good night, Sect Leader!"

After he finished speaking, he ran off to sleep.

Liu Wusheng watched him run away, the expression on his face suddenly became serious.

May eighteenth.

May [-]th birthday, dead person.

Since he was a child, he has attended the birthday banquets of all the famous people in the world of immortal cultivation, big and small.Some of them have already ascended to the throne, and some of them are not strong enough and died unfortunately.The birthday here is in May

Quite a few, but what impressed him the most was that he was a terrifying character.

Though he wasn't dead - he shouldn't be.

Liu Wusheng got up quickly, turned around and searched for a while on the bookshelf, and pulled out a thick book that was dusty.After shaking the ashes from the book, he quickly turned a page.

Not this page.

He turned a few pages back, checked for a while, and finally found what he wanted.

When he saw the line of birthday, his face was distorted, very ugly.

On that page, there was a line written in black on a white background.

Birthday: May [-]th.

Further up is his sect - Qingfengmen.

Going up again is his close teacher——Lin Yuchou.

And at the top is his name.

Mu Lian, Mu Qianqiu.

Liu Wusheng lowered his hands a little, and he raised his head, with some heavy weight in his eyes.

what happened.

The messenger of all things, the person with the highest status in the magic repair world, the researcher of all magic spells, a person who is still alive, why did he collect his own container?

Extend life?For him?in case?He's at the end of his rope, so he needs to plan ahead?

And why are there so many containers?Falling forward again, is it related to the Nirvana technique he used back then?Who did he resurrect back then?Is it related to this person?

That was a matter within Qingfengmen's sect, and he didn't understand the details.

But it's clearly not right now.

Taking a step back, he had to make the worst and most comprehensive plan.

Maybe, maybe—Mu Qianqiu was already dead.

So who is the man in red in the magic hall now?

Qiao Xishui has never seen him with his own eyes, does this man in red really exist?

Is Mu Qianqiu really still alive?