Immortals come on the moon

Song Minhuan was in too much pain, and now he didn't care about etiquette, justice, and shame, and said truthfully, "Master, it hurts too much, I can't bear it... When can I go out?"

He knew that Shen Yingxue had softened her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have come down.

Shen Yingxue stayed in the pool with a normal expression, it seemed that the pool water here did not affect him in the slightest.

He asked, but Shen Yingxue didn't answer, a white light flashed past his eyes and entered his body.

The white light was very soft, moistening his veins in his body, restoring the blood that had been scorched by the spring water back to its original state.

Song Minhuan's body was no longer in pain, and his hands were still on Shen Yingxue's shoulders. The posture of the two of them was really weird. After he relaxed for a while, he slowly let go.

As soon as he let go, he took a step back, moved a little hastily, and leaned forward again unexpectedly.

"Master..."

"Are you acting coquettish when it hurts?" Shen Yingxue caught him, with a half-smile in her eyes, "This spring water can't stand it, your health is too weak, it seems that you have to train your physical fitness again when you go back."

Song Minhuan thought that Shen Yingxue was treating him like a child, but now he is in the embrace of a male god... I feel a little embarrassed when I think about it.

He really didn't have any strength in his body, so he just lingered on and didn't move, just lingering on it with the cheek.

Shen Yingxue seemed a little happy, but she didn't push the boy away, and Song Minhuan leaned on him like this.

He thought in his heart that he must give this kid ten times more physical training when he goes back.

Song Minhuan took advantage enough, and then asked: "When can I go out?" His hands and feet were soaked so limp that he had no strength, and if he continued to soak, he might loosen the bubble.

Shen Yingxue touched his forehead with her fingertips, and the white light returned to her fingertips, "It's ok."

He went out from the spiritual spring, as if he had practiced the sword for three days and three nights. He was so tired that he couldn't stand still. He went to the side of the boulder, dried his clothes, and then put on his outer robe.

"Master, can you see the result?"

Shen Yingxue frowned slightly, and quickly opened her eyes, "There is nothing unusual, you can go back first."

After people left the room, Wujing's figure appeared next to Shen Yingxue.

Wujing said to Amitabha, "Young Master Song's body is indeed normal, and the Immortal Lord seems not very satisfied with the result."

"I'm worried," Shen Yingxue withdrew her gaze from outside the door, "If it is found out, the right medicine can be prescribed, but now that nothing can be found out, it may not be a good thing."

There was neither sadness nor joy in Wujing's eyes, something flashed in his eyes, he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "The fairy is too cautious, everything is fate, everyone has their own fate. Even you have no way to find out about this matter , I think it’s God’s will.”

Shen Yingxue shook her head, "It's not destiny, I'm afraid it's man-made."

But with him watching from the side, whether it is or not, the result will not be too bad.

Wujing recited a word of Amitabha in a low voice, and the candlelight reflected on his face, he asked: "Afterwards, the Immortal Lord will go to Chongguang City?"

"I heard that the list of gods will be re-opened, and this year's Tianzi youths will go. If Xianjun brings his apprentices, this trip will not go smoothly. This talisman... can help Xianjun's disciples a little or two , May Xianjun turn the rough road into a smooth road."

After Wujing said these words, his figure disappeared in place, and Shen Yingxue had a dark brown talisman in his hand.

……

"Song Minhuan!! If we don't get up, we will be leaving. Why are you still sleeping?"

Meng Qi knocked on the door twice, but there was no response from inside. She was not a patient person, so she knocked on the door twice vigorously, and kicked the door open.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Li stood in front of Meng Qi with a cold face, and stopped Meng Qi with his scabbard, "Don't go in."

"Little Zhuangzi, get out of the way, I'll count to three," Meng Qi said, "Three, two..."

Before the last count was finished, Song Minhuan appeared in front of the two of them. He had a ruddy complexion, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he was ten times more energetic than yesterday.

"You are..." Meng Qi looked at him and hesitated to speak, "It's packed? We're leaving today, and your master is waiting for us outside."

Song Minhuan's whole body was still sore, he didn't want to come to this temple anymore, the psychological shadow left by his experience of soaking in the spring water the day before, he was still listless now.

"What did you do yesterday? What dream did you have at night?"

Meng Qi held his chin thoughtfully on the side, "Did your master tell you to go there last night?"

"Master said that my physical fitness is too poor, and I have to practice again when I go back." Song Minhuan thought for a while, "I forgot one thing. The day before, Master said that we would not be allowed to go out of Wujing."

Zhuang Li glanced at him.

"What do you mean?" Meng Qi said, "You won't shake the two of us out, will you?"

Who doesn't know that violating the rules and going back will definitely be punished.

Song Minhuan said embarrassingly, "I accidentally slipped my tongue."

Zhuang Li: "..." He must have done it on purpose.

Meng Qi was a little speechless when he heard the words, and he had been teaching Song Minhuan on the way, "I didn't say you, how can you be so honest, your master is so strict, we don't need to be honest with him. If you tell the truth, Fengli It is estimated that all the disciples have been expelled from the sect long ago."

"In the future, you need to know what to say and what not to say. Although your master looks gentle and gentle, you don't know. I heard from my father that if he is serious, he will be more powerful than the elders of the Punishment Hall." It's much more scary. After all, he is the number one immortal in the world, do you think he can sit in this position just for fun..."

Meng Qixu babbled: "Don't think it's okay, maybe one day he doesn't like the three of us, and sending us to Wujingmen to practice is a trivial matter."

She had an intuition that the three of them might do some... things that Shen Yingxue didn't allow, such as violating the school rules, cough, after all, she was never considered a well-behaved disciple.

Song Minhuan: "If I'm lying, Master will definitely know."

The red lotus jade buckle flickered slightly, and Shen Yingxue on the other side couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard the words. He held another red lotus jade buckle in his hand, which was exactly the same as the one Song Minhuan wore around his neck.

Meng Qi hehe: "How do you know that your master knows? Your master doesn't look at you every day. Could it be that he still pays attention to you every day, and cares about where you go, who you meet, what people say and what you say?"

Shen Yingxue, who was really paying attention to where the big apprentice went every day and who he met, eavesdropped on the big apprentice chatting with others: "..."

Song Minhuan felt that what Meng Qi said made sense, he thought about it, and nodded, "I see, I won't say anything about you in the future, don't worry."

"But it's okay even if the master knows, he is very tolerant, treats people well, and won't embarrass us."

In fact, Song Minhuan would not really tell Shen Yingxue everything, but he still subconsciously defended Shen Yingxue in his heart, and he didn't like others to say that Shen Yingxue was not good at all.

"You still don't understand what I mean." Meng Qi felt that Song Minhuan was playing stupid with him, "Forget it, you will understand later."

Zhuang Li mocked lightly and said, "He likes Master very much."

It means that it is useless to tell him these things.

Song Minhuan didn't refute. The three of them arrived at the gate of Wujing Gate. Shen Yingxue and the monk were talking about something. In the open space not far from them stood a white paper crane several people tall.

The paper crane looks like a spaceship, with wings spread out on both sides, and a back made up of several rooms in the middle. It is drawn with some unknown material, and the body of the crane-eyed crane looks lifelike.On the tail of the paper crane, there are red things burning on it, like countless red fireflies gathered together, they form an ancient spell pattern in the air, the fire is on and off, just like thousands of moths catching fire , looks spectacular and gorgeous.

Song Minhuan stared at the red thing on the crane's tail and asked, "What is that? A spell?"

It doesn't look like a spell.

Meng Qi said as he boarded the spaceship: "That thing is called red tassel oil, also known as the blood of the phoenix. The spiritual energy contained in them is more than a hundred times higher than that of high-grade spirit stones. Using it as a charm, a paper crane can travel thousands of miles in a day , this red tassel oil is produced in the country of Red Moon."

"It is rumored that the kingdom of the red moon was a battlefield for immortals and demons in ancient times. After the war, the merchants there got this kind of red tassel oil from somewhere. The blade of the forged sword is a hundred times sharper than ordinary spirit swords, and the spell formations drawn with this thing are as powerful as ancient spells, and even a low-level alchemist can refine high-grade pills with this thing."

"This stuff is very rare and very popular in the Three Realms, but the output is not much. Those who can use red tassel oil will not have a bad status."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but for a moment, Song Minhuan felt that what was burning under the fire spell was like fresh blood.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, and followed him up the paper crane.

"Master, are we going back to the sect?"

Shen Yingxue: "Go to Chongguang City. There is a swordsmanship competition for the new disciples there, and the list of gods will be rearranged now. If you can't make it into the top five, you don't have to go back to Tianxuezong."

"Top five?" Meng Qi grinned, "Xianjun's requirements for us are too low, at least we must be in the top three."

Although Song Minhuan didn't know what the list of gods was, he roughly guessed it, and immediately stepped forward and covered Meng Qi's mouth, pulling him to the back.

"Master, don't listen to her," Song Minhuan said, "What is the basis for ranking the list of gods?"

Shen Yingxue smiled slightly: "There are tasks assigned inside, you will know when you go."

"Are the three of us going in our sect?"

"It's not just the three of you, the other disciples have already rushed over, and now there are only three of you left."

There are four major sects of cultivating immortals in Jingzhao, Tianxue, Lanhua, Haoyue and Wujingmen.

"In addition to you, other sects, big and small, will send people there. Don't underestimate the disciples of those small sects. Many of them have to stay in the small sect, but their appearance may not be worse than yours."

The most important thing in cultivating immortals is Tianzi, and the second is hard work. If a monk with a high Tianzi, even if he has poor cultivation resources, he will grow up soon after going through experience, and his later cultivation will not be as good as that of the sect sect. Where are the disciples in the door?

"Xiao Zhuang, are you confident to take the first place?"

Song Minhuan recalled that in the original book, Zhuang Li seemed to have won the first place in the Immortal Gate Competition this time.Because Zhuang Li is the type who gets more and more excited as he fights, in the end he fought No.2 for three days and three nights, and gave up No.2 abruptly.

Many immortal cultivators who watched at that time also lamented that Zhuang Li's willpower and endurance were really strong and admirable.

Zhuang Li's arms were bulging, and the snacks he bought the day before were still stuffed, and he replied, "No."

Song Minhuan: "..."

"What are you holding on to all this time? The snack will go bad if left for a long time. Eat it earlier."

Hearing this, Zhuang Li took out the snacks from his bosom, opened a layer of paper on the outside, took two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth, looking very serious when he lowered his eyes.

"Little Zhuangzi, what did you get, give me a taste too."

Before Meng Qi reached out, Zhuang Li slapped him with the scabbard.

"It's really stingy," Meng Qi poohed, she missed her little brothers, if it was normal, her little brothers would have prepared snacks and tea for her.

They would stay on the spaceship for another day, Song Minhuan saw Zhuang Li and Meng Qi taunting each other, some wanted to laugh, when he turned around, he saw Shen Yingxue standing alone at the bow, he went to Shen Yingxue's place.

"Master, did you draw this paper crane boat?"

Song Minhuan touched the crane body on the edge of the boat. The details of the pattern on it were also well drawn. It seemed to be covered with layers of feathers, and there were some ink patterns on the edge.

"I drew it many years ago," Shen Yingxue said warmly, "Why, do you want to learn?"

Song Minhuan was a little surprised: "Can I do it? With my current cultivation, isn't it too late?"

"This paper crane is not difficult. I will draw it for you now. I only need to draw it once. If you can't learn it," Shen Yingxue paused, "If you can't learn it, go back and get the punishment yourself."

Song Minhuan was not happy when he heard the words: "Then I will stop learning, Master, you are making things difficult for others."

"How do you know you can't do it if you don't try?" Shen Yingxue, "How about this, if you learn it once, you will be rewarded."

"Master thinks I can do it?"

Shen Yingxue nodded slightly, and touched the back of his head, "You're fine."

Hearing what Shen Yingxue said, Song Minhuan's heart changed from half-belief to him unconsciously, it's okay, but his face was a little hot, "Then I'll try."

Shen Yingxue watched as the young man's face turned slightly red, the corners of his lips curled up, his slender fingertips tapped in midair, and a pattern of paper cranes appeared out of nowhere in midair.

"Look at it first. The painting should be drawn from the angle of looking down on the paper crane, because the focus is on the room above and the tail of the crane."

Shen Yingxue's fingertips first drew out the part of the crane's head in mid-air, and then drew the other parts one by one, and soon a vivid pattern of paper cranes appeared in the air.

After looking at it like this, it seemed that he didn't understand it, so Song Minhuan followed suit, but the crane he drew didn't look like a crane, but more like a little yellow chicken with a long neck stretched out.

Shen Yingxue smiled at the side, "It's not bad, it's much better than my first drawing back then."

"It's not as simple as the master said," Song Minhuan regretted and agreed, and he would be punished even if he went back, and he didn't receive the previous punishment. If he piled it up like this, he might hang on Shenwu Cliff for half a year.

"I'll teach you two more times, and if you don't learn it, you will really be punished."

"What, I want to learn too."

Meng Qi successfully stole a piece of snack from Zhuang Li. Although his hand was swollen from the beating, his face was still full of complacency.Zhuang Li on the side had a dark face, thinking seriously about whether to throw Meng Qi off the spaceship directly.

Anyway, you can't fall to your death, even if you really fall to your death.

"Both of you come over here. I'm teaching Min Huan how to draw paper cranes. If you don't learn how to do it, you'll have to go back and be punished."

Meng Qi silently rolled his eyes, turned and went back to the room, "Then I don't want to learn anymore, and I will give you a few if I learn it kindly."

Zhuang Li stayed where he was. He looked at the pattern in midair, it looked like a talisman again, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly.

He hates glyphs.

After three times, Song Minhuan barely learned, and Zhuang Lihui drew the little yellow chicken.

Shen Yingxue handed Zhuangli to Song Minhuan, "Teach your junior brother to be patient and not to be impatient."

With that said, a kit fell into Song Minhuan's arms, this is the reward.Song Minhuan opened the kit, and inside were two talismans, one was dark brown, it was a crossing talisman, and the other was white, with the word "Shen" on it, which was a life-saving talisman given by Shen Yingxue.

He put away the two talismans, taught Zhuang Li how to draw paper cranes again, and said to Zhuang Li: "Remember what you promised me before, don't hurt people at will, and ignore those disciples from other sects. "

He knows Zhuang Li's physique. As the hero, he is always vulnerable to all kinds of provocations and targets. He is afraid that Zhuang Li will be in danger if he is impulsive and irritable and offends others.

"know."

The spacecraft arrived at Chongguang City on the second day. Chongguang City is located in the center of Jingzhao and is one of the important cities.The city stands majestically under the setting sun, with Zhulou, green tiles, Feige Liudan, a light layer of gilt paint outside the city, and a row of bone bells hanging on the eaves, which will collide with each other in the wind. Make a cheerful noise.

When the four of them entered the city, they met many disciples cultivating immortals on the road, and there were various patterns on their robes.

Green bamboo, Xingyue, peony, red lotus... Taoist robes with various patterns are blown by the wind in the alley, and the golden lotus is faintly shining.

Not long after they entered the city, they ran into Lan Su who came to pick them up. Lan Su said to the three of them: "I came here immediately after receiving the order from Xianjun. The three of you follow me first."

Shen Yingxue intentionally hid her figure and aura, and was very inconspicuous in the crowd. Almost no one noticed him, including Lan Su.

"Now that the Xianmen Sword Fair is approaching, the city is overcrowded. The disciples of our sect are divided into two groups, one part is in the west city, and the other part is with you in the east city."

Lan Su said and gave them the tokens, a total of four tokens, all prepared according to Shen Yingxue's instructions, and said to them: "I'm in the west city, if you have anything to do, feel free to send me a voice transmission. The sword meeting is still a few days away , These days the thieves are rampant in the city, and the number of unruly people is higher than usual, so you should be careful in the city."

"In recent days, there have been several cases of disciples being killed. Try not to go out at night. If you go out, remember to call more people."

Lan Su finished explaining everything that needed to be explained, said goodbye to them, and led the two disciples away.

"The disciple was killed?" Song Minhuan was a little surprised, "Isn't anyone investigating this matter?"

"This happens every year," Meng Qi said, "every time I go to the Sword Fair, when there are too many disciples, those people will take advantage of the chaos and catch the disciples with low cultivation levels, kill them and then take their spiritual roots and natural talents." Dibao, or someone was caught and taken away as a furnace."

Song Minhuan: "Stove cauldron?"

"You don't know, do you?" Meng Qi glanced at him and explained to him: "People who cultivate immortals usually live longer and their bodies are more resistant to tossing. There is a kind of medicine in their yin and evil tissues. A monk becomes a cauldron, as long as it is repaired with the cauldron...the cauldron will be harvested, and the cultivation base of the monk on the other side will increase rapidly."

Song Minhuan frowned: "Is there no one to take care of this kind of sorcery...the scourge?"

"Of course someone has taken care of it. This kind of medicine is naturally forbidden on the surface, but because of the high benefits it brings, there are still a lot of underground trading workshops selling it behind the scenes."

"As for these disciples," Meng Qi said, "all of them are preparing for the sword meeting now. If a few disciples died, unless they were of particularly high background, who would have the energy to take care of them at this juncture?"

"Those organizations are also very calculating. They only catch disciples who are not of high background and have ordinary appearance. Most of these disciples come from far away villages, some are orphans and some are sent to Xiaozong door...they disappear and no one will complain about them."

Maybe the disciples of the same school will sigh and feel sad for a few days, as if they have sprinkled a layer of bitter salt in their ordinary life.The salt makes them bitter for a while, and when the taste wears off, it's business as usual and no one remembers them for long.

Song Minhuan subconsciously looked at Shen Yingxue who was hiding, and asked, "Master, is this really the case?"

"Meng Qi is right." Shen Yingxue seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a slight smile: "There is a light side, and naturally there is also a dark side. I am a fairy, not the master of the Jingzhao Twelve States , There are many things that I can't interfere with."

If we talk about these underground organizations, it is impossible for the royal family in the city to not know about them, and many of them even participate in them and seek common interests.Although not all of Jingzhao Twelve States are like this, most of them are.

His existence is to ensure that the bright side covers the dark side, so that the sun is still shining in the sky, and this is his duty.

As for the darkness in the corners, he couldn't eradicate all of them.

Song Minhuan heard what Shen Yingxue meant, and had to think, no matter at what time, the true prosperity is actually... just the reflection of water.

This prosperous age is too narrow. For some people, it is a prosperous age, but for others, it may be an era when human life is worthless.

There are many inns in Dongcheng, and their inns are next to Shijing Street, which is very lively.Song Minhuan looked at the disciples who came and went, many of the clothes were very complicated, and the patterns on them were all embroidered with gold silk.

He noticed that Zhuang Li had glanced at the passing disciples, and asked, "Little Zhuang also likes those shiny clothes?"

Zhuang Li glanced at him, "I don't like it, ugly."

The two of them were originally chatting between brothers and sisters, and their voices were very low, and there were many disciples coming and going, so if you don't pay attention to them, you can't hear them.

Not far away, a few disciples with green bamboo patterns tattooed on their cuffs with gold thread stopped.The leading boy had a pair of cloudy eyes, his skin was gray and white, his lips were so pale that they looked transparent, half of his hair covered one eye, and his eyes were very gloomy.

The young man was dressed luxuriously, and the green bamboos all over his body were patterned with gold threads. There was also a clear water jade pendant on his belt, with the traditional Chinese character for "water" on it.

Chongguang Shui's family is one of the famous sects that embrace Huafeng among the four major sects.

"Ugly?" The shadowy young man's eyes fell on Zhuang Li, and he said sadly, "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Li raised his eyelids, what else could ugly mean, but he remembered what Senior Brother Cheap said, so he didn't speak, and chose to ignore the fleas jumping around in front of him.

"My lord misunderstood, we didn't mean you just now," Song Minhuan lied without blinking his eyes, his tone was very gentle, and his attitude was unmistakable. The clothes woven from the cloth look shiny, and I want to make one for my junior brother."

Meng Qi was not so polite, "There are so many people on the street, you have ears on us, how do you know we are talking about you?"

Song Minhuan tugged Meng Qi's sleeve gently, hoping that Meng Qi would shut up.

There were already many disciples looking at them, with anticipation in their hearts.

The young man's eyes turned from Song Minhuan's face to Meng Qi, and then to their clothes, the ordinary Taoist robes without even patterns, the young man's eyes were slightly contemptuous.

"I just know," Shui Jiuqi's long sword was slightly unsheathed by a distance of one finger's width, and the silver light flashed.

Song Minhuan quickly pulled Zhuang Li back a step, Meng Qi also stepped aside, the sleeves of the three of them were torn apart by the sword energy in the air at the same time.

"Ugly, what are you doing?" Meng Qi glanced at the slit sleeve, half of his arm was exposed.She looked irritable and looked at Shui Jiuqi opposite, the halberd in her hand buzzing.

"Is your brain sick?"

Song Minhuan pulled Meng Qi back, "Forget it, let's go back to the inn first."

Zhuang Li clenched the sword in his hand, staring at Shui Jiuqi with a grim expression.

There were many disciples whispering around not far away, Shen Yingxue obviously would not interfere in this kind of matter, and let them handle it by themselves.

Seeing that Shui Jiuqi on the opposite side had an even more ugly expression, he first dragged Zhuang Li and Meng Qi away, and Meng Qi swears before leaving.

"What kind of bird man, it would be a big deal if there is a broken golden thread on his body. I'm afraid that others will not know that he belongs to the Shui family, and he is probably a waste of the Shui family."

Song Minhuan was a little dumbfounded, and said in a low voice, "There are a lot of people here, we just came here, try not to cause trouble."

What's more, it's a member of the Shui family, and it will definitely be a trouble if he gets involved.

"I'll see you at the sword meeting, and I'll take care of him then."

Hearing what he said, Meng Qi sneered and said, "I'm afraid that if we don't cause trouble, he will still come to trouble us."

As she spoke, she glanced at Zhuang Li, Zhuang Li noticed it, and looked at her, with dark eyes of unknown emotion.

Although Zhuang Li was not to blame for this matter, it was still inseparable from Zhuang Li.It's like this every time... Zhuang Li's luck is not the worst, only worse.

Meng Qi didn't say anything, but that look said everything.

Zhuang Li didn't care too much, he had suffered a lot from being cold-eyed since he was a child, and he was used to it.

He looked at Brother Cheap who was still worried, and Brother Cheap smiled at him again when he looked over, never thinking that this matter was caused by him.

Or he thought about it...and didn't care, and was willing to clean up the mess he caused.

Zhuang Li's fingertips tensed slightly, and he lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes.

outside the inn.

Shui Jiuqi watched the group of Tianxuezong disciples leave, his eyes were gloomy, and another disciple beside him said: "Master, if we don't go, I'm afraid it will waste time."

He heard the words and looked away, planning to come back and clean up the group of people. At the moment he turned around, he suddenly slipped on the sole of his foot, and with a "bang", he wanted to stand firm but didn't stop, and the whole person walked straight forward. fall.

"Master!?"

Not only that, but the sword in his hand happened to be unsteady. This kind of situation that didn't happen ten years ago has happened today.The sword came out of its sheath and scratched his face, drawing a bloody gash on the exposed half of his face.

Shui Jiuqi felt a burning pain on his face, and a surge of anger spread in his heart, because he fell like this, and the other eye covered by his hair was exposed when he fell.

It was a dull gray eye.

Although he quickly covered it again, many people still saw it. Some disciples laughed and looked at him from time to time.

From his point of view, those eyes were full of ridicule and contempt. His palm touched a sharp stone, and the pain spread. If it wasn't for someone's tricks...he wouldn't have fallen, nor would he have scratched his face.

After all, such low-level mistakes can only be made by beginners. The three figures just appeared in his mind... It was the three of them, it must be them.

Shui Jiuqi clenched the stone in his palm, and his anger gradually turned into a gloomy mood. He wiped it with his hand, and the wound on his face disappeared.

Those three people... He will never let them go.

……

Song Minhuan and the four of them each received a token. In Chongguang City, there were many disciples of cultivators going there, and the night market was popular. Several streets were opened in succession. The streets and markets in each street were still dimly lit at night.

Although there were some disciples who had accidents, most of them were still willing to go out. They were in groups of three or two, and some were led by their own elders, and they were not very worried that danger would befall them.

Even in the face of danger, when there are so many people, most people will not think that the danger will happen to them by chance.

Song Minhuan didn't think so, but Meng Qi and Zhuang Li...they were not afraid at all, they both wanted to go out, anyway they had nothing to do in the inn, so they agreed to go out in the end.

"Xiao Zhuang, what are you going out to do?" Song Minhuan patted Zhuang Li's shoulder, "Who did you learn from and become so fond of joining in the fun?"

Zhuang Lidan said: "Stay in the inn and wait for him, then come to trouble us?"

Song Minhuan: "Why are you so sure that people will come to trouble us? Maybe they will come to apologize to us."

is very sure.

Zhuang Li is very familiar with his physique, those who provoke him actively and those who have malicious intentions towards him will suffer backlash to a certain extent after provoking him.

Based on his past experience, he reckoned that after the young man from the Shui family suffered backlash, he would definitely resent him, and then continue to come and make trouble for him, annoying him like a fly.

It's just that this time, he may not be the only one who bears hatred, but the three of them at the same time.

"Don't think too much, we went out for fun, and there are still a few days left for the sword meeting, and practicing sword is useless now. Relax these few days, you don't want to sneak out to practice sword in the middle of the night..."

Shen Yingxue, who just wanted to remind his disciples not to slack off at any time: "..."

Song Minhuan told Zhuang Li that there were more than a dozen wooden tables on the first floor of the inn. Some disciples didn't go out and stayed here to read their minds, and some of them just came back from the outside and were eating noodles on the first floor. He glanced over , doing everything.

Looking at it like this, a figure in front of him happened to come towards them.As the shadow fell, he stepped aside subconsciously, and the other party did the same with him, and the two of them stepped aside and passed each other.

Song Minhuan took a look when he turned sideways. This person was wearing a cloak. He seemed to see a gorgeous red lip and a woman's chin. He also smelled a strong strange smell, like many kinds of fragrance powder mixed together.

I don't know why, but it felt a bit inconsistent, so he couldn't help but take another look.

"Shanshan, what are you looking at? Do you know what that woman did just now?"

Meng Qi lowered his voice and said: "That kind of woman is called Night Flower Girl. As long as you have a channel to contact, you only need two middle-grade spirit stones for one night."

The smell of face powder still lingered in the air, Song Minhuan was so choked that he held his breath, it would be better to go outside.

Meng Qi smiled and said: "Some elders may turn a blind eye to this, but if your master is here, don't think about it, he will not agree."

"I didn't think about it," Song Minhuan said, "I just felt a little strange."

"It's normal for you to feel strange the first time you see it." Meng Qi's attention was quickly attracted by the lively streets and alleys. "This city is much more interesting than the previous ones."

Zhuang Li: "Go and inquire about the news first, there are places in the city where you can buy news, one piece of spiritual stone, one piece of news."

First of all, they need to know how the previous sword competitions were compared, usually they were direct duels, but in previous years there were also other methods of comparison, and the pattern of each year may be uncertain.

For example, one year, the competition method of the sword club was to comprehend in front of the sword ancestor, and rank according to the number of points that the level increased after comprehension.Most of the people didn't comprehend anything, and they quickly fought with those disciples who were comprehending in front of Sword Ancestor.

At that time, falling into the sword altar meant losing, and those disciples who hadn't comprehended why they were enlightened took advantage of those disciples who had comprehended to meditate, and pushed them all off the sword altar.

In this way, the disciples who had some insight at that time, while facing being pushed down from the sword arena, had to find a way to break through their cultivation base, which can be said to be very difficult under the circumstances at that time.

In another year, the competition method of the Sword Club is to use the sword to carry the spirit in the five-level hell formation, and try to defeat the five Hades of different ranks in the hell formation without aura.

That group of top powers is usually very idle, and they are most willing to make things difficult for the new Tianzi disciples. This has almost become a habit formed every time.

There is a Jiuxuanfang in Chongguang City, which collects all kinds of news from the top to bottom of the Three Realms. As long as you have money, you can buy any news you want.

However, they are also very particular about their business. The higher the status of the person, the more expensive you will have to pay if you want to know about them.

If you just want to know the news that many people know, you can usually buy it with Lingshi. If you want to know the news that is difficult to find out, you need to exchange it with rare items.

Jiuxuanfang is a ten-story pavilion, with red lanterns hanging all over the eaves, it looks like a tower from a distance.There are many masks on the walls on both sides, all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

They were led in, the room was dark and quiet, and there was a formation inside to ensure that their conversation would not be heard by anyone.

The person who came to receive them was a fat man wearing a kid's smiling mask. They inquired about the way of the sword competition in the past few years, and the fat man told them one by one with a smile.

"This year's Sword Club may still play cards out of common sense~"

The fat man's voice sounded neither male nor female, rough as if it had been scratched by sandpaper, and it felt creepy after listening to it for a long time.

After they finished asking, the fat uncle smiled: "Any more questions?"

"Nothing."

After Song Minhuan finished speaking, he noticed that the fat uncle wearing a mask suddenly turned his neck and stared straight at him.The fat uncle was in front of him in an instant, less than an inch away from him.

He was caught off guard by the red, spooky little ghost mask, startled, and stepped back slightly, not knowing what the fat man was doing.

"For the sake of buying so many questions," the fat man also returned, still grinning, "I'll send you a message for free."

The kid on the fat man's mask seemed to be looking at them too. The kid's fangs were sharp, and his figure was hidden in the shadows, as if the kid had crawled out of the fat man's face, crunching and laughing.

A gust of wind blew in, blowing out the candles in the room.

"One of you three will die tonight."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-03-1522:45:57~2021-03-1623:47:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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