The master of cultivating immortals protects me

After traveling day and night, three days later, the group arrived at Beiwang Mountain.

The place shown on the map is the sphere of influence of the Chen family, one of the four major clans of Zongzheng. It happened to be close to Beiwang Mountain, the place where the monks of the Chen family practiced. If you go north, you will find the residence of the demon.

"I've been in Beiwang Mountain for several years, and I've never heard of any monsters around here." Chen Ling'er had already talked with Xu Xiaobei and the others on the way, not only her, but even her master had never heard of it. Are there any monsters near Beiwang Mountain?

After all, they have to go there in person.

The Chen family had already received the letter from Chen Ling'er before, and after everyone arrived at Beiwang Mountain, the Chen family had already arranged accommodation for them.

The moon was sparse, and the evening wind blew gently, and the grass growing on the edge of the cliff was bent over and rattled, making a sound like drizzle.

The hem of Mo Lan's clothes swept across the grass on the edge of the cliff, Feng Huang sat cross-legged on the rock alone, the oncoming night wind swayed his long eyelashes like butterfly wings, and the misty mist under the mountain peak and cliff was like the dark sea at night. There are only a few unextinguished fires in the distance, which may be a lively small town at the foot of Beiwang Mountain.

Xu Xiaofeng went to find Xu Xiaobei and others to drink and chat, Fenghuang doesn't like excitement, and often staying in the house is also a little boring, so it's better to come out and enjoy the wind.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool wind of early winter, suddenly there was a chill in the air, and a man's voice sounded behind him: "Everyone is in the brightly lit place, but you are sitting cross-legged on the cliff alone, the wind Sir, you have something on your mind."

"Everyone has his own concerns."

"I didn't." The man's voice behind him was decisive and crisp.

Fenghuang slowly opened his eyes: "If you have nothing on your mind, why did you come here?"

"Is Mr. Feng spying on my heart?"

"Aren't you also trying to spy on my heart, Huaiguang?" Feng Huang looked at Yuan Fang, and the night wind blew his black hair flying back, showing slightly messy traces.

The speaker stood a foot behind Fenghuang, folded his hands behind his back: "Looking so persistently into the distance, Mr. Feng, what are you looking at?"

"future."

"What do you see in the future?"

A wave flashed in his eyes, Feng Huang slightly lowered his voice: "Crying, separation, war and final peace."

"Seeing too far, thinking too much, it's bondage, fetters, unobtainable freedom, loss of self," murmured a few words as if sighing, Huai Guang quietly looked at Feng Huang's dark back , the streamer in the eyes flickered, "Mr. Feng, have you ever lived for yourself?"

"If you ask me this question, could it be that Huaiguang never lived for himself?" said the man sitting cross-legged on the cliff stone.

"I once loved someone."

"Cultivation is not about abandoning human emotions and desires."

With a bitter smile, Huai Guang's eyes were filled with sadness: "He is a monk of Baoling."

"You gave up on him, and you regretted it."

The lips were tightly pressed together, like two sharp sword blades, half smiling, half crying, half crying, Huai Guang looked into the distance, where there was darkness: "I lost him."

"That's why you visited Misty Residence that day and mentioned Baoling to me?" Fenghuang didn't turn his head, and seemed to be part of this night and this mountain.

"Thank you, sir, for listening to my nagging. I have to get up early tomorrow, and the night is cool, so sir, go to bed early."

He made a bow towards Fenghuang's back, and when Huaiguang just turned around to leave, he suddenly heard Fenghuang ask him again: "Your beloved monk Baoling, where did he go in the end?"

"Each side of the sky, so close to the end of the world." Huai Guang stopped his steps, his eyes were sad, and he said bleakly.

"Back to the question of Tianzhu, have you ever lived for yourself?" This time it was Fenghuang's turn to ask.

"I..." He hesitated to speak, but didn't know whether to continue.

"I understand." Feng Huang suddenly said clearly.

Huai Guang immediately turned around and looked directly at the man's back, his eyes were burning: "What did you understand?"

"If you haven't got it, how can you talk about losing it?" Coming down from the boulder on the cliff, the hem of Mo Lan's clothes was swaying on the grass in the wind. Your wavering, maybe you once loved someone, but this love was not firm, and you missed everything because of self-doubt and hesitation.”

Huai Guang's face turned pale, staring at Feng Huang who was getting closer and closer to him, his lips trembled slightly, he opened his mouth to say something but there was only silence.

"Meeting is fate, let me send you a word," without squinting, Fenghuang passed by the pale man, his words seemed to come from the distant sky in the wind, "If it is true love, what is it?" Fear? Self-pity and self-pity are ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? Hahaha... I am indeed a poor person who does not deserve sympathy or pity."

With a bleak smile, Huai Guang looked at the dim surroundings. Feng Huang had already left, but the man's words still echoed in his ears, beating his heart like a bronze bell.

As if devastated, he murmured to himself: "If I don't hesitate and have no doubts this time, will I be able to get it?" The eyes with slack eyes gradually cast a layer of cold, hard and deep black.

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"It looks like it's here."

Xu Xiaofeng jumped off the horse first, looking up at Mei Lin who was lying in front of them like a painting.

"There are four seasons in the sky, people have birth, old age, sickness and death, and everything in the world follows the law in the operation of destiny. This is not the season for plum blossoms to bloom. This lush plum blossom forest is against the rules. I'm afraid there is something different. "Gongsunzhuang and others also got off their horses one after another, the plum blossom forest in front of them was too dense to enter on horseback.

"It's right if it blooms lushly. Maybe there is a plum blossom demon living in this forest." Yin Wancai secretly glanced at Fenghuang not far away while talking.

Perhaps it was for the convenience of movement, Fenghuang did not wear the usual overly cumbersome and luxurious clothes today, he was dressed in a simple blue dress, without a single gemstone or half a piece of emerald jade on his body, even though the clothes were plain, it was still difficult to hide his noble temperament, simple and elegant. His attire added a bit of chic and heroic demeanor, which made Yin Wancai even more admired in his eyes.

Huaiguang glanced at Yin Wancai who peeked at Fenghuang from time to time from the corner of his eye, but did not speak.

The book only said that there was a monster in Zongzheng's country, but did not elaborate on the origin and name of the person in the monster world, let alone what kind of monster was cultivated.

"Senior, we are practitioners of the four major families of Zongzheng. In recent years, people's swords have become more and more chaotic. Today, we are here only because of the guidance of an expert. Please come out and see me." Gongsun Zhuang took two steps forward, clasped his fists, Chen Ken said loudly.

When he spoke, he exercised his skills so that his voice could reach the forest.

A cool wind blows in the silent valley, and countless plum blossom petals swirl down from the sky. The plum blossoms sway with the wind like a sea of ​​weak flowers, making bursts of sound in the wind, like a woman singing softly. , but no one else responded.

"It seems that this senior will not take the initiative to come out, let's go in and have a look." After waiting for a while, there was no response, Xu Xiaofeng simply stepped into it, and the moment he stepped on the falling flowers, he heard a woman's leisurely voice. The singing voice is poignant and beautiful, but it is faintly bewitching.

Frowning slightly, Xu Xiaofeng regained his composure. The singing reminded him of the scene in Xujiacheng when he was bewitched by the master who turned into a chameleon monster. He stared at the front and reminded everyone: "This Singing in the woods can make people hallucinate."

"Then what should we do, aren't we going in?" Chen Ling'er asked.

"This plum blossom forest should be a magic circle to prevent outsiders from entering." Zhao Qingfeng is the best at setting up magic circles among the four.

"Brother Zhao, is there a way to resolve it?" Xu Xiaobei asked sideways.

Zhao Qingfeng walked up to Xu Xiaofeng's side, and as soon as he stepped into the plum blossom forest, his eyes lost sight of him and he raised his legs to walk in. Fortunately, Xu Xiaofeng's sharp eyes quickly grabbed Zhao Qingfeng.

"Brother Zhao, are you okay?" Xu Xiaofeng asked worriedly.

After leaving the Plum Blossom Forest, the bewitching singing voice also disappeared. Zhao Qingfeng's face was pale, and he pursed his lips tightly. He first cast a thankful look at Xu Xiaofeng, and then said in a deep voice: "If my guess is correct, this formation should For the Six Desires Array."

Xu Xiaofeng looked clear, and then said: "The appetite caused by the color, shape, majesty, posture, speech and delicacy of the six desires, anyone who steps into the six desires will definitely have the illusion of greed. Few people can pass through the magic circle smoothly, unless they are those who cut off all emotions and six desires, or those with a firm mind."

Zhao Qingfeng nodded, and looked at Xu Xiaofeng with more praise and surprise: "Young Master Feng said it is true," he lowered his head slightly, and said in shame, "It's a pity that I have little knowledge and limited cultivation, so I can't solve this problem." Array."

"Brother Zhao is serious, this Six Desire Formation is so powerful, I'm afraid few people in the human world can break it." Xu Xiaofeng said.

"Then we won't be able to get in?" Chen Ling'er pursed her lips, she finally got here, how could she back down just because of this, it was quite unconvincing.

The monks of the four major families and Yin Wancai didn't think they had the ability to break through the formation smoothly. Everyone either looked at Fenghuang or Huaiguang, but the last person who spoke was Xu Xiaofeng.

"I know how to break it." Xu Xiaofeng glanced at his master, recalling the knowledge about the Six Desire Formation that Fenghuang had given him, and said, "Actually, it is very simple to break the Six Desire Formation, as long as one person can successfully enter the formation If you break your greedy demon in the illusion, the Six Desire Formation will lose its effect."

"Although this is the case, who among us can really abandon the seven emotions and six desires, or is the willpower so strong that it will not be affected by illusions? The power of the Six Desires Formation is not just for fun." Zhao Qingfeng frowned. It is too much to enter the Six Desires Formation rashly. Dangerous.

"I can try." It was Huai Guang who spoke.

"I also want to see if the Six Desire Formation is really that powerful." Xu Xiaofeng clasped his hands on his chest, eager to try.

Feng Huang glanced at the two of them, and said: "If the three of us go in together, as long as one of us can resist the inner demon, this formation will be useless."

"Then why not all of us together..." Chen Ling'er was interrupted by Gongsun Zhuang before she could finish her sentence. This elder brother of the Gongsun family was more mature than others, and she considered issues more comprehensively.

"No, the few of us have insufficient cultivation bases and unstable minds. Instead of following in and dragging our feet, it is better to be a support outside. If there is any situation, we can also ask others to help."