[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

Ordinary people would be immediately eroded by this demonic blood, but this person... is extremely repulsed by the evil and filthy power. "

Hongyu wondered, "Can't fuse?"

Ling Yue nodded: "His aura is pure and holy, like a fairy."

Fang Lansheng was lying on the side of the couch, gently smoothing Ouyang Shaogong's temple hair: "Shaogong hangs the pot to help the world, he is a benevolent doctor, how could he become a monster." He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Whoever made the poisonous hand must be punished by blood." blood."

When Baili Tusu heard this, he became even more angry, clenched his fists, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

Hongyu said: "This is even better. It can completely force out the demon blood. Using other people's spiritual power can easily hurt his lungs. Tianyong City gathers fresh energy, so it's better to bring him back to Tianyong City."

Her answer was silence for a while, seeing no one spoke, she said again, "This is the best way."

Although this is the best way, it is really useless.

It took Ling Yue a day to teach Fang Lansheng and the others how to soar, and he took Ouyang Shaogong with him, and returned to Tianyong City with Baili Tusu first.

Kunlun Tianyong is worthy of being a place where fresh air gathers. When he arrived in Kunlun, Ouyang Shaogong woke up. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ling Yue. Although he had never seen this person before, he recognized his attire.

Ling Yue explained: "Your demon blood attack, we will take you to detoxify."

Ouyang Shaogong was a little bit confused, nodded politely to him, and then straightened up, Ling was more afraid that he would fall, and one hand was still on his waist, but Ouyang Shaogong stood extremely firmly on the narrow sword, The white robes fluttered like a fairy facing the wind.

Ouyang Shaogong couldn't help turning his head to look at Ling Yue, his eyes were clear and soft, very beautiful, no one could hate him, even Ling Yue.

The closer you are to the scenery, you can see the flying eaves and bridges, the waterfall and the rainbow, Bai Lian crashing into the deep pool, and the rumbling water sounds like thunder, turning in the valleys, deep and distant.

The three of them landed in front of the gate of Tianyong City. As soon as they landed, Ouyang Shaogong adjusted his clothes and long hair first, then turned around and greeted Baili Tusu: "It's good that you have nothing to do, young hero."

"I'm fine." Baili Tusu didn't say much, but his tone and eyes were full of worry, which he couldn't hide.

Ling Yue led the two of them inside, Tianyong has been cultivated for hundreds of years, and soon someone discovered the evil spirit in Ouyang Shaogong's body, and the second disciple Ling Duan brought someone to check it out in person.

Baili Tusu supported Ouyang Shaogong and walked behind, Ling Yue heard his younger brother bring someone over, but before he saw anyone, he went up to meet him first.

"Whoever brings the monster into Tianyong City, don't get out!" Ling Duan walked down the steps, followed by Ling Ya and Fu Que. Seeing that it was Ling Yue, he hurriedly corrected his attitude.

Ling Duan glanced at Ouyang Shaogong, and said politely, "Elder brother."

Neither of them mentioned Ouyang Shaogong's evil spirit, but Baili Tusu. Zhao Lin's death has not been thoroughly investigated. Now Baili Tusu must be imprisoned, and then he will be dealt with by the head teacher and the sword-wielding elder. Before Ouyang Shaogong's demon blood was unraveled, Baili Tusu would not follow.

Fu Que didn't get involved in their affairs, she ran over, looked at Ouyang Shaogong, and asked directly: "Are you a demon?"

Baili Tusu said: "He's not a demon, he just got the blood of a demon."

Ouyang Shaogong's words were intercepted, so he could only smile, expressing that he was fine, the demon blood couldn't stay in his body at all, and at this moment, black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which only made people feel that he was trying to hold on.

"Sir, I can't wait any longer." Baili Tusu immediately wrapped his arms around his back, grabbed his arms tightly, and said to Lingyue, "Brother, I will take him away first, and plead guilty to the head teacher on my behalf. "

Ling Yue responded directly, and Ling Duan couldn't say anything more, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense. He raised his eyes and saw Fu Qu standing on tiptoe to watch the two leave, and immediately called her back.

Elder Jianjian lived in the same courtyard with his disciples. The two disciples lived in the East Wing. The second room from the right was Baili Tusu's residence. It was cleaned every day. It was still clean and tidy, but less popular.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, there is nothing superfluous, if there is not a screen, it can be seen at a glance.

Ouyang Shaogong went in to look around, sat down on the couch, patted it, and said with a smile: "Young Xia has been away from the teacher for a long time, and there are still people who read like this, which is enviable."

"Master has kindness to me, but I am unable to repay it." Baili Tusu's voice was as usual, but his movement of closing the door was a pause, "When the master didn't come back, Lan Sheng was very anxious every day. How can such a friendship be like that?" envy others."

Ouyang Shaogong said: "Xiaolan and I grew up together, so we naturally have this friendship."

Baili Tusu passed by, ready to seal and gather energy: "I'll drive away the demon blood for you sir."

"No need." Ouyang Shaogong bent his eyes, waved and said, "A little demon blood can't invade my body."

Baili Tusu was stunned for a moment, he had never seen such an arrogant Ouyang Shaogong, he was just a free and easy person, and he never despised anyone.

Ouyang Shaogong got up and said: "Young hero should trust me. I am a doctor, and I won't make fun of my own life. Please let the young hero go out first."

Baili Tusu hesitated for a while, finally nodded, turned around and left the room, closing the door lightly.

There was a screen in front of the couch, Ouyang Shaogong heard the sound of closing the door, his face never changed calm and gentle, he took out three pieces of jade balance from his sleeve, one was taken from Fanyunzhai, the other was given to him by Xiaolan, Another piece came from Lei Yan's hand. Sometimes, he had to work hard to refine medicine for Lei Yan.

He sat cross-legged on the couch, gathered his spiritual power to hold up the fragments of the jade balance, drew a red spell in the air, wrapped the jade balance, and the three fragments disappeared into the air.

This place quickly turned into an invisible vortex, crazily absorbing the spiritual energy of Tianyong City, but it was extremely gentle, like a small vortex in the vast sea, even the most careful people could hardly detect it.

However, no matter how small things are, there are traces to be found after all.

The invisible fresh air rushed here, even Baili Tusu outside the door couldn't feel it. Soon the head teacher sent someone to summon him. He glanced at the door, fearing to disturb Ouyang Shaogong's detoxification. left.

When Ziyin returned to his residence, there was no one there.

The abnormal flow of fresh air had stopped, and there was no one in Baili Tusu's room, but the door of his own room was wide open, and a pot of impatiens was poured at the door.

He arranged the phoenix fairy and walked into his room. Everything was as usual, except that there was a little more strangeness. Someone must have been here before, but he walked too hastily, knocking down the flowers at the door, and there was no time to close the door.

The things in the bedroom were turned over, and when his cold eyes swept over the wall, he suddenly stopped, and he was slightly moved. There should be a sword hanging there, the sword named Yishui, but now there is only a blank wall, and a A painting, a torn painting, the person in the painting is named Dongfang Huaiwei.

It has been more than 300 years, and the painting has been broken into several pieces. You can still see the demeanor of the person in the painting, white clothes and white hair, cute and handsome, vicissitudes and freshness, obviously a dead thing, but the gentle and unruly expression in the eyes is always Can make his heart beat.

After becoming a fairy, Zi Yin never dared to look at this painting again.

Looking at it now, it is already ruined, but the eyes of the person in the painting have not changed. Every time those eyes look at him, he seems to be able to hear his own heartbeat, as if there is a gentle hand holding his heart. broke his heart.

Ziyin couldn't help raising his hand, and put it on his heart. It was the first time he was so angry since he became an immortal, and he threw his sleeves suddenly, and the destroyed painting turned into flying ashes.

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Bamboo curtains were hung on the four sides of the small pavilion, and the sound of gurgling water sounded, and it was soon full, so he raised his hand and loosened his wide sleeves.

Ouyang Shaogong was making tea. He was alone in the pavilion, and he could be seen clearly from outside the curtain.

The tea was poured into the cup, and a hot white mist rose up. The fragrance of the tea hit his face. He felt happy and his eyes were gentler. He took another porcelain cup and poured tea with his sleeves.

The water mist is refreshing, the sound of tea is clear, the sunlight outside the curtain is just right, filtering out heavy gold threads, the moon eyebrows in front of the pavilion approached and saluted, and said softly: "There is a Taoist priest who claims to be the Murong family visiting, young master can you see?"

The figure behind the curtain paused, but the people in the pavilion didn't say anything, but the tea had already spilled out of the cup.

Yuemei hesitated for a moment, and wanted to speak again, but Ouyang Shaogong sighed softly: "Please."

The white boots are snowing, and when you step into the courtyard, you will be stained with the world of mortals.

The fire in the small stove was high, the water had been boiling for a long time, but it was still bubbling and screaming, Ouyang Shaogong looked at the white steam, and stretched out his hand to pinch a pinch of tea leaves in the porcelain cup, but such water could no longer brew Good tea is out.

Ouyang's family has been merchants for generations, although they are considered a big family, it is only a deep house, with a front yard and a backyard, planted with ancient trees and exotic flowers, and a medicine garden, storing yellow and white things, but full of the fragrance of anthers.

When I stopped in front of the pavilion, I couldn't hear any sound, even the birds were silent, as if they were engrossed, waiting for something.

But the figure in the pavilion is still sitting upright, the wind blows the bamboo curtain, and there is a light sound on the wooden pillar, the sleeves are pressed on the table, stacked in one place, half hanging and half falling, occasionally flipping, quiet and lazy.

Zi Yinfang stretched out his hand, and the people in the pavilion stood up. His fingers touched the edge of the bamboo curtain, and he felt that he was already pinching it very tightly.

When the four eyes met, Ouyang Shaogong immediately looked away, the gray eyes were like the sky at sunset, boundless and far away, it was not calm and waveless, but a desolation!

This one glance has ruined all of Ouyang Shaogong's preparations.

Ziyin took a step forward, and Ouyang Shaogong took a step back. In this square pavilion, they were getting closer and closer until there was no way to retreat. With a muffled sound, his back hit the wooden pillar.

The erratic eyes didn't know what to search for, but they never fell on Zi Yin's body. The hands under the wide sleeves were already tightly clenched, too hard, and even the shoulders were trembling.

"It seems that you really don't want to see me again." Ziyin lowered her eyelids, after the anger passed, she couldn't question her lover's abandonment.

He turned his head and glanced at the short case, the tea spilled outside the cup was still not wiped off, Ouyang Shaogong never had such carelessness.