Immortals come on the moon

Dim candlelight loomed, the dark floor was gloomy and cold, and the hall was very quiet.

Jun Yuenu sat on the main seat, with his robe covering most of his face, his expression was so cold that he looked down at the two teenagers kneeling on the ground. In his hand was a talisman with a three-eyed spell engraved on it. .

The talisman paper was pinched by the slender fingertips, and the curse seal on it was turned into fly ash in the mid-air and annihilated in the mid-air.

The rhinoceros bone incense was burning in the corner, Zhuang Li and Xu Wanqin knelt on the ground at the same time, one of them lowered their heads, and the other calmly looked at the man in the main seat.

Jun Yuenu: "You two want to save him?"

The two people below knew what would happen if they told a lie. Neither of them opened their mouths. They responded with silence, which was the default meaning.

"Xiaozhuang is his younger brother, so it's only natural to want to save him," Jun Yuenu chuckled softly, "It's just that you forgot where you are now... you will go to Shuozhou to receive punishment by yourself later."

Shuozhou's methods are cruel, and he takes extra care of Zhuang Li. If Zhuang Li falls into his hands, he will only suffer torture that is worse than death.

"But you are different. You have no relatives or reasons with him, but you have met him a few times by fate." Jun Yuenu's eyes fell on Xu Wanqin, and his voice was light and ethereal, "Qin'er, do you like him?"

Asked like this, Zhuang Li looked at Xu Wanqin at the side, his eyes were deep and dark, as if he dared to say "yes", he would rush to tear him alive.

Xu Wanqin: "..."

"He is Shen Yingxue's apprentice, if we catch him now, Shen Yingxue will not let us go," Xu Wanqin said flatly, "It will not be too late to do it after everything is ready."

Jun Yuenu didn't speak, but Zhuang Li, who was next to him, noticed that the atmosphere between the two was weird, he glanced at Xu Wanqin casually, got up and left.

After Zhuang Li went out, Jun Yue's slave opened his mouth, and there was no emotion in his voice, "In this case, the task of catching him is entrusted to you. Before Wangushan opens, if you can't catch him... there is no need Come back again."

Xu Wanqin knelt on the ground, and he responded in a low voice, and he didn't get up until Jun Yuenu's figure disappeared.

After leaving the main hall, a person was waiting outside, Zhuang Li threw a token in his hand, and the person turned around holding the sword and left.

Is this to thank him?

There is a ghost letter on the token, which is a sprite family token that he was looking for before.Xu Wanqin took the token away, and when he noticed the peeping eyes from behind, he walked in the opposite direction from Zhuang Li.

When he returned to the Qinzhao Hall where he was staying, someone had already come inside.Jun Yuenu was standing by the window sill, holding the book he copied earlier.

With silver-white hair scattered around his side, Jun Yuenu traced the handwriting he had copied on the book, and then read a few sentences, "Every inch of mountains and rivers is every inch of gold... To guard a side of mountains and rivers, every inch of my heart is broken with blood and tears."

After reading a few sentences, he stopped reading. Xu Wanqin stood still, he didn't need to explain, he was a disciple of the elders of the third hall of Haoyue Peak in the Righteous Way, and as a disciple of the Righteous Way, he needed to extract and transcribe these verses.

There are still some on his table, which his younger brothers and younger sisters asked him to bring back.

His eyes glanced at another booklet on the table invisibly, and at the moment he looked over, Jun Yuenu picked up the booklet casually.

What was written on it were the messages left by many disciples, asking Senior Brother Xu to bring them a storage bracelet, asking him to go to Jiuxuanfang to buy Shen Yingxue's Flying Snow Sword Manual, and asking him to bring snacks and snacks from the mortal city by the way. dew tea.

Brother Xu troubled him one bite at a time, and there were small flowers and flattering smiling faces painted on it.

Jun Yuenu looked at the words above, and said in a cold voice, "You have stayed at Haoyue Peak for long enough, and now the Presbyterian Church is under control, so you don't have to go back in the future."

Xu Wanqin lowered his eyes and said "yes" in a low voice.

Jun Yuenu's figure disappeared in his palace, and the booklet fell on the table, and soon it turned into powder and scattered in the air.

……

Song Minhuan sat in the carriage for half a month, Yu Jian Yu for half a month, and a full month before they arrived at the ruins of the old clan mentioned by Gongzi Lan.

They walked through the long yellow sand, and Song Minhuan had eaten sand countless times on the way.His skin was tanned to a certain extent, his originally fair skin was now wheat-colored, his lips were dry and chapped due to lack of water, he was carrying Gongzi Lan's wine on his back, if he walked slowly, Gongzi Lan would talk about him beside him .

Feng Yuan is a good person, and she always helps him carry it with understanding. Every time Feng Yuan takes away something, Gongzi Lan will double the weight for him to bear.

He is the weakest in the team, Mu Yin has always been taciturn, and doesn't pay much attention to him, only obeying Gongzi Lan.For some reason, the three-eyed female ghost has not been absorbed by Feng Yuan, and has been bouncing around Feng Yuan all day long.

To Fengyuan, she is jumping and jumping, but to him she is extremely fierce, she treats him as food reserve.When he fell asleep at night, he occasionally woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the grimace of the three-eyed female ghost. The three-eyed female ghost was staring at him from the tree, with saliva still dripping from the corner of her mouth.

He didn't doubt it very much, if it wasn't for Feng Yuan's permission, maybe one day he would be sucked into human skin by the three-eyed female ghost in the middle of the night.

At the same time, he also understood that Young Master Lan was lying when he said that he could transform into human form for a short time. The other party has been in human form for a few days and never returned to the sword. He must have been fooling Shen Yingxue at that time.

Smoke was coming from his throat, Song Minhuan walked two steps slower, the wind and sand were blowing on his face, he rubbed his eyes, and the son Lan next to him tapped him on the shoulder with the scabbard.

"Boy, go faster, you are the slowest."

Song Minhuan carried the wine that Gong Zilan bought on the road on his back. Obviously, he could put the wine in the storage ring, but Gong Zilan insisted on letting him carry it. It is also called a kind of cultivation.

"Can we arrive today?" Song Minhuan opened his mouth, his voice sounded like a wind and sand. This kind of journey was completely different from before. Every day he was so tired that he could hardly get up after lying down.

"Okay." After finally arriving at a shady place, there were a few broken walls on the sandy ground, Gongzi Lan said, "Rest here for a while."

"My old clan was not far from Chiyue. After such a long time, it may be difficult to find it. I hope we can find it today."

Song Minhuan didn't care about these things, he took out a jug of wine from the bag he was carrying on his back, and took out a few pine leaves, which he had washed clean on the road, and could be used to hold the wine.

He took out four pieces and poured a glass of wine for Mu Yin, Feng Yuan, the three-eyed female ghost and himself.This wine is plum wine, very thirst-quenching, the remaining pine leaves are gone, so Gong Zilan can drink it directly from the wine jar.

Mu Yin took it and thanked him.The same is true for Feng Yuan, the three-eyed female ghost held the plum wine in her two paws, looked at Feng Yuan, and after Feng Yuan nodded, she gulped it down.

The boy next to him, Lan, squinted his eyes, and there was still a grass in his mouth that he didn't know where to pick, "Where's mine?"

"There are only four pieces in total, and there are no more."

Song Minhuan gave the wine jar directly to the other party, anyway, the wine belonged to Gong Zilan, so the other party could just drink it if he wanted to, so there was no need to find pine leaves to hold the wine.

"My lord," Mu Yin handed the pine leaf to Young Master Lan before drinking.

Gong Zilan pushed Mu Yin's hand back, took the wine jar and drank the plum wine inside, and put the wine jar back into Song Minhuan's luggage.

Originally thought it would be easier if the wine jar was empty, but when Song Minhuan was on the road again, he realized that the luggage was more than three times heavier than before, and Gong Zilan definitely did it on purpose.

This time he was so tired that he couldn't even speak, he gritted his teeth and followed Gong Zilan, there were only four pine leaves in total, which was simply unreasonable.

Song Minhuan made it down in his heart, not to offend Young Master Lan, this person is too narrow-minded, if offended, he will be the one who will have a hard time in the end.

They arrived at Gongzilan's old family ruins at night. On the cliff, the moonlight poured down like a waterfall, and underneath was a bottomless abyss of few gravels. Some stones fell down, and the echo echoed for a long time.

A wave of spiritual power spread out from Gongzi Lan's fingertips, and a bronze door appeared on the cliff. On it was a statue of six-armed Gongzi Lan holding a halberd. The bronze door knocker swayed, and the two doors opened slowly.

"After entering, you will not be able to get out if you don't have the cultivation of the Seventh Heaven Realm. Boy, if you still can't break through, then you can only stay here for the rest of your life."

Gong Zilan: "Now you still have a chance to go back on your word, are you willing to go in?"

Song Minhuan shook his head, since he has made a decision, he will not go back on his word.

A group of five people stepped into the bronze door together. After they entered, the door closed quietly, and the whole door disappeared into the air.

The old family still looks like 3000 years ago. In front of them is an ancient city. There is no one in the city. On the copper basins and the walls of the eaves, there are carvings of Gongzi Lan.

Gongzi Lan didn't take them into the city, but went to the nearest mountain.There are several pavilions on the mountain that were built many years ago. They look very old and can only be lived in after cleaning up.

The vermilion pavilion had a stale air, and Gong Zilan said to him: "You can choose whatever you want, you can live anywhere."

Song Minhuan randomly chose a relatively remote and quieter room, and when he entered, he found that it was just an ordinary courtyard.

The furnishings in the room were simple, and he tidied it up casually. Lying on the bed, he felt like all the muscles in his body were going to loosen. After traveling for a whole month, he finally settled down completely.

It is close to Yingzhou, and it is the farthest distance from Tianxuezong in Jingzhao Twelve States. He and Shen Yingxue are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Song Minhuan looked at the pattern carved on the wall, who carved it, it seemed that it was a map of the Twelve Jingzhao Prefectures, but it looked like it, maybe it was the Twelve Jingzhao Prefectures 3000 years ago.

He became sleepy after watching it for a while, and fell asleep until the next morning, when the three-eyed female ghost woke him up.

There are his things in the storage ring, but he doesn't carry much.The three-eyed female ghost woke him up in a simple and rude way, and stared at him for a while, he could feel the flesh-like eyes in his sleep.

He went out with the three-eyed female ghost. From the mountain, he could see the city in the distance. He still had the dusty sword hanging on his waist, and Mr. Lan was already waiting for him outside.

Gong Zilan's eyes fell on the sword, and he said, "The sword on your body is not low-quality, and it can be used for the time being. From today onwards, you will start practicing swords with me, and after defeating me, go follow Feng Yuan .”

Song Minhuan listened on the spot, he nodded, and what Gong Zilan said next made him clenched his long sword involuntarily.

"If you want to save your master... Three years later, there will be a sword competition in the twelve states. The No. 1 reward is the holy water of Yingzhou Immortal Pond, and that holy water can heal your master's old diseases."

Gong Zilan spoke lightly, "If I remember correctly, this year's disciple sword meeting of yours has also been postponed... originally there were [-] disciples, but now it has become [-] disciples. .”

"If you want to be number one, you have to be one in a million."

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