Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

At that time, Dingxing upstairs.

As soon as the sound transmission talisman sent by Ping Lan arrived, his long and narrow peach eyes flashed, and Su Changyi folded his sleeves like a conditioned reflex, ready to put the sound transmission talisman away.

In the eyes of others, Duqin's cultivation is just past the foundation-building stage, but the sound transmission talisman is regarded as a high-level magic technique in the eyes of the monks of the foundation-building stage. If the immortal did not teach it, it is impossible for the disciple to know it.

Ping Lan's identity cannot be revealed yet, so this sound transmission talisman cannot be opened in front of the other two immortals.

Qing He has always been sensitive to things attached to the aura of the sect master. As soon as this sound transmission talisman approached the top star building, she felt familiar.

Seeing that someone wanted to accept it, Zhuying immediately pulled out the sheath and laid it in front of Su Changyi's hand.

Qinghe said indifferently: "What are you doing with it? This is a sound transmission talisman sent from the ruins? The disciple who sent the talisman should have something important to report, right?"

Su Changyi cast a sideways glance, and answered without saying a word, raising his hand a little to close it.

Zhu Yingjian pressed her slender and soft hands down against her sleeves. The inner palms of ordinary sword repairmen are usually covered with thick calluses and the palm lines are rough.

Jun Yao's hands are white and delicate, they don't look like the hands of a sword wielder, but more like the hands of a rich lady.

Qing He looked at Bai Ru's creamy hand, and kept his movements still. While gesturing to her with his eyes, he said embarrassingly, "How about now? Let's start the sound transmission? It will save us from delaying the important event."

Su Changyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure?"

Qing He didn't answer immediately, but first? He took a look at Bai Lian, and nodded when he saw that there was no objection.

"Sure," Qing He said with a faint smile, "Is there something that you don't want to open, something that Bai Lian and I can't see?"

Su Changyi was thinking about the reason why Ping Lan took the risk of being discovered to send her the musical note. Did she complete the task? Or was it that He Qingxie discovered her plan with Ping Lan? It was a big event that had to be reported via voice transmission.

The blade of the sword was attached to his arm, which was so cold that one wanted to hide. The wind outside the building scattered the silver hair in front of Su Changyi's face, and brushed the vivid imprint of peach blossom petals between his eyebrows.

She opened and closed her vermilion lips, pointing to flick the Zhuying sword away, and said with a resentful smile, "Why can't I see it? I love the sound transmission talisman that is my apprentice, senior sister, you are so curious, do you understand the sentence?" Did curiosity kill the cat?"

"Since this thing came from the ruins, I can't be too curious."

Qinghe's expression remained unchanged.

Bai Lian is here? There is a background board next to the two of them. In the past, when these two met, it was common for them to fight each other, but it was hard for her and Zhu Yu.

Now? Zhu Yu's life and death are unknown, and she is the only one suffering and unlucky.

Su Changyi's pale jade finger touched the sound transmission talisman. The moment it was touched, the sound transmission talisman shattered automatically, scattered into sporadic dots, and then quickly gathered into a few bright big characters in the void——

"There is a forest in the east of the ruins, and there is a lake in the depths of the forest. A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake. It is related to He Qingxie. We need to investigate quickly!"

As soon as he finished reading these few words in his heart, Su Changyi heard Bai Lian curiously ask: "Anomaly? What? Can this vision be related to Nephew He?"

Su Changyi said, I want to know too?

The villains are in the ruins? It's fine if you don't want to win glory for Yaoshan, but you still want to make trouble?

After thinking about it, a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes are unnatural? Look at the scoreboard.

The No.2 of running water and the No.1 of Iron Fighting, Lu Xingtong rode Juechen, throwing away more than half of the points of a male disciple in Huanshan, and among them, He Qingxie's score was like an immovable zero, which made her face very painful .

"The peeping mirror is not my magic weapon. Only the senior sister in charge knows the way to control a single disciple, but..." Qing He lowered her eyes, "If you want to know what happened to the ruins ? Well, someone needs to go and see for himself."

Su Changyi glanced over with soft and calm eyes, and said lightly: "Then please ask senior sister to write a sound transmission talisman to junior nephew Lu, so that she can go and see what happened for us temporarily? what is the relationship."

Bai Lian said: "I can let Jiaer go there. She doesn't have high points, and she doesn't have much advantage in the medical trial. She can't catch up with Xingtong's points. The rewards for this competition are quite generous. Don't let Martial Nephew Lu waste time, she deserves more praise than Jiaer."

Su Changyi: "..."

Among the rewards for the Grand Competition? There are many immortal grasses and elixir. Qing He looked at Bai Lian with a serious face, parted her lips, and hesitated for a long time: "Then I can only trouble Nephew Fang."

"It should. Besides, Jia'er and nephew and nephew Lu are deeply in love. Nephew Lu won the first place in the competition. She must be very happy." Bai Lian pretended to smile relaxedly, and proceeded to send a sound transmission talisman. remains.

Bai Lian's words are true, Fang Jia and Lu Xingtong are indeed sisters, and they have reached the point of confiding in each other.

***

In the ruins of Hongmeng, where the stalactites were suspended, in the damp cave filled with cold air, just as Lu Xingtong swung his sword to cut off the cobwebs wrapped around his arms, he took out a fire pocket from his bosom and ignited it, a faint halo was reflected Show off? High nose bridge, handsome face.

Next to her lay a large spider pierced by a long sword. Its black armor-like shell was sunken, with viscous and disgusting green liquid flowing on it.

This was the unlucky Spider King who had just fought with her for [-] rounds.

"Unlucky! It's too stinky!"

Lu Xingtong waved his arm, trying to shake off the mucus stuck to the disciple's uniform.

"Um-"

Not far away suddenly came out? There was a rustling sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, "Boom—"

Lu Xingtong clutched his saber, wiped his face with his sleeve in disgust, and was a little curious, stretched the fire folder towards the source of the sound.

At a remote corner of a stone wall, a female disciple in a peach-pink disciple uniform was lying on the ground with her back facing her, her long hair was in a mess in a struggle, and white silk threads were entangled from her toes. Wrapped all the way to the neck, even the hands were wrapped inside?

Because the disciple's back was facing her, Huozhezi's light was so weak that it was difficult to see for a while? Which unlucky disciple was the same as her? He strayed into the spider cave.

Lu Xingtong raised his foot, turned the person over, and took a closer look.

Both of them were dumbfounded.

Isn't this unlucky disciple Fang Jia!

Those iconic almond eyes that look forward and shine can be remembered for several days with just one look, let alone Lu Xingtong, who used to come and go frequently.

The milky white spider silk oozes densely? Mucus wraps around Fang Jia's upper lip from her feet.

It's not hard to imagine that if Lu Xingtong had entered the cave later, would Fang Jia have been entangled by the spider silk to the top of her head and sealed alive in the cocoon made of spider silk?

Seeing the savior, Fang Jia blinked excitedly and writhed on the ground.

"Woooooo-"

Seeing this, Lu Xingtong was so angry that he used his sword to slit the spider silk on Fang Jia's body, and didn't care to help to remove the spider thread. He just pressed the fire folder on the ground, then got up and raised the sword to go back and forth. place in the past.

After a while, Fang Jia, who had escaped from the spider's thread, just picked up the torch, and there was the sound of stabbing a sword in his ear.

Hearing this voice, Fang Jia's arms immediately felt goosebumps, and the chill came from his feet.

After a while, Lu Xingtong put away his sword and came over, frowning tightly, looking a little tired, and asked: "How did you break into this place? You are still in such a mess?"

Fang Jia saw the dirty green liquid splashed on the other party's clothes by the light of the fire, and sighed helplessly.

After a while, with an innocent face, he spread out a hand and said, "Isn't it unlucky? Besides, how can my cultivation be better than swordsmanship?"

Lu Xingtong was silent, and then said: "Forget it, let's go out first. I just killed the spider king, and the other little spiders didn't dare to go up for a while. If the spider comes to fight against each other, we have to save our lives today .”

She took out two sets of student uniforms wrapped in black and gold from the treasure bag, and stuffed one set into Fang Jia's hands, "Put it on first, the size difference between you and me is not too big, so it shouldn't be too much long."

Fang Jia was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"It's wet." Lu Xingtong helplessly motioned Fang Jia to look at his clothes, "You don't know? Do you want to go out in this suit?"

Fang Jia looked down and smiled awkwardly.

In fact, she also has a spare student uniform in her treasure bag, but Lu Xingtong kindly offered her, how could she refuse?

He could only smile lightly, "Then, is the junior sister disrespectful?" After that, he asked again while changing clothes, "To be honest, senior sister, is this the first monster you have hunted?"

"I haven't counted it, just do my best." Lu Xingtong turned his back and responded with a ?

"Then where will Senior Sister kill monsters?"

"As long as there are enough monsters, you can go anywhere."

"Then why don't you and I go together? If I encounter the situation just now, Senior Sister can save me again."

"You - all right."

Lu Xingtong sighed helplessly and dotingly.

This set of spare student uniforms was just right, and after fastening the belt, the long hair on the back was pulled out from the clothes, and the two walked out of the cave one by one, and went to the next place.

Neither of them had a specific destination, so they walked in a random direction. After a while, a sound transmission symbol flew over from the sky from a long distance, and stopped in front of Fang Jia impartially.

Fang Jia's eyes changed slightly, there was no reason why? "Give it to me?"

She has been friends with Lu Xingtong since she was a child, and they have never been on guard between them. She looked at Lu Xingtong in a blink of an eye, and found that he was also looking at her.

The two had a tacit understanding, and they looked at each other with a smile? After that, she clicked on the sound transmission talisman. After reading the content, the two almost spoke in unison.

"Anomalous?"

"Vision!"

This is an order from Bai Lian, so Fang Jia immediately went to the depths of a forest in the east to check the vision.

In view of the fact that Jun Cheng Xianzun's emphasis on the vision can be felt between the lines, the two looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of dignity in each other's eyes. Look for the direction that the sound transmission talisman said.

As soon as the two of them came out of Luohuang Forest, they sensed what a vision was. For this reason, Fang Jia couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sister, am I blind?"

In the desolate forest?, the sparse sunlight penetrates through the towering crowns of the trees and falls on the ground where the weeds are piled up. The dead branches and rotten leaves are filled with a rotten stench. Such a narrow gap happens to be a paradise for snakes, rats, and chickens.

Look at the place where the two are - outside the deep forest, except for the towering trees, the eyes are pitch black, and no huge shadows can be seen.

Looking around, only the stars in the sky are shining brightly, and the void is cool and breezy.

Under the darkness, Lu Xingtong drew out his saber vigilantly in case something changed, looked deeper into the darkness, and comforted Fang Jia in a soft voice, "Don't panic, this reversal of day and night must be the vision that Uncle Jun Cheng mentioned. "

Fang Jia condensed for a moment, Qian Mo's silence was a tacit consent.The subordinate used his thumb to pull out a section of the saber, and put it close to Lu Xingtong's side.

The two slowed down and walked slowly into the darkness.

Both of them are not afraid of the dark, but in the vision of not being able to see their fingers, they can't help but feel a little bit of fear in their hearts.

For a moment, a cool breeze came into his ears, and Fang Jia's hand that was touching Lu Xingtong's arm trembled imperceptibly.

"Is there... a smell of blood?"

"Ah."

The monk's five senses are much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. When the cool wind blows, the faint smell of blood will linger in the mouth and nose.

Lu Xingtong's curiosity was exuberant, his pace quickened a lot, and he followed the scent to find the past.

Fang Jia followed behind and grabbed Lu Xingtong's arm. The latter stopped and looked down at her, "What?"

Fang Jia reminded and asked, "Blaze in the palm of your hand?"

"Okay." Lu Xingtong said.

The palms of the two suddenly lit up with fire.

Two clusters of flames disperse the darkness of the road ahead. Under the light, what should come into view is the wasteland with jagged rocks and ravines.

Seeing this, Fang Jia was a little dumbfounded, "Didn't you say there is a lake?"

Before Lu Xingtong could express her opinion, she stared at it and saw something in the distance. She frowned unconsciously, "There is a black shadow in front, let's go and have a look?"

"Yes." Fang Jia replied cautiously.

Only after walking over did I realize that this thing is a person.The scene is so similar, the same person lying on the ground with his back facing the person, his soft and long hair scattered on his neck and shoulders, and resting on his neck.It's just that one is wearing a pink disciple uniform, while the one in front of him is wearing a white disciple uniform.

When Lu Xingtong passed by, he felt familiar, and wondered which unlucky female disciple it was.

That Fang Jia already squatted down and turned the person over, revealing a pair of watery lotus-like faces that made people enviable. The brows were picturesque but also sharp, and the slightly pointed jaw made people feel a little mean.

Isn't it that junior sister Duqing!

"Why is she?"

In the palm? The flames reflected? This face, Lu Xingtong took a small breath and murmured.

"Senior sister knows her?"

Fang Jia raised her head and looked at a ball of flames emerging from Lu Xingtong's palm, like a sun illuminating the darkness, swaying and dancing in the wind.

Lu Xingtong nodded.

She was suffocated for a moment, and then realized after a while, thinking that it's no wonder the eyes are so familiar.

However, it's a bit strange, Master Jun Cheng said that He Qingxie was related to the vision, now? How could he involve this person.

Lu Xingtong also imitated Fang Jia and squatted down, his inspection eyes flickered inexplicably under the dim light, and it was so fleeting, Fang Jia didn't notice it at all, and took out a pill from his bosom. into each other's mouth?

The dark red blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, flowed over the chin, sank into the skirt, and dragged out a long, ferocious bloodstain. The most serious wound of this person was the extra blood hole in the opponent's right lower abdomen. The blood was dripping, and the inside could be seen exposed The flesh and blood sticking with meat dregs, it is simply too horrible to look at.

The two couldn't help feeling terrified.

This time the truth came to light, the faint smell of blood that was blown away by the wind just now came from Du Qing.

Lu Xingtong hesitated to reveal Fang Jia's identity as an independent.

"It was rumored in the Shangqing Ruins that Uncle Jun Yao wanted to accept an inner sect disciple, and the one he wanted to accept was this person, named Duqing."

"...So it was her."

The news of Jun Yao's acceptance of disciples was like a gust of wind, and everyone in Shangqing Ruins knew about it. Fang Jia was only surprised for a moment, and then accepted it naturally, since it was Jun Yao's favorite Your disciple, she immediately corrected her attitude, pointing her fingers between his brows.

After a while, she said: "Excessive blood loss, exhausted spiritual power... Now? Sending people out of the ruins may not work. The blood coagulation pills I fed can only temporarily stop the bleeding. Now? I have to send spiritual power. Sister, help me? "As he spoke, he asked Lu Xingtong to help him sit up. To avoid bleeding from the wound, he let his? half of his body lean on?

It is easy to be injured in these ruins, and it is certainly more secure to have a doctor around, Lu Xingtong thinks so.

An endless stream of spiritual power penetrated into the body, stroking the wound with the gentleness of warm spring water, relieving the penetrating pain condensed in the lower abdomen.

But the effect wasn't very good. At some point, Fang Jia's face changed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He seemed to have something to say but he gritted his teeth patiently.

It took a while for Ping Lan to turn around from the coma. After waking up for a while, she refused weakly, "Ahem, cough, no, there's no need..."

With Lu Xingtong's line of sight, he happened to be able to see the trembling long eyelashes of the other party, frail and fluttering, like a butterfly that has no strength to fly.

"Why?" Fang Jia charged up and strengthened the transmission of spiritual power, and said anxiously, "I can feel? I can feel the burning of demonic energy in your body. If you let it go, you will be able to see the King of Hades after a short while."

Lu Xingtong was shocked, "Demon energy?"

In fact, it wasn't just Lu Xingtong who was shocked. When the spiritual power was transmitted just now, as soon as it entered the body, Fang Jia felt a strong spiritual power rampant in Duqing's body, almost bursting the spiritual vein.The input spiritual power was rejected and devoured, and the only thought was that it is impossible for righteous monks to possess such spiritual power!She could only inject more spiritual power to suppress the treacherous spiritual power, but the worst was yet to come. She actually detected the devilish energy from that unknown spiritual power, which really made people Horrified!

"Kun, I... He Qingxie, yes, saber, cough, cough—" Water came out? The face like a hibiscus lost all color, and a stream of blood flowed out again? Mouth and nose, Ping Lan pointed weakly into the darkness Somewhere in the corner, the light in his eyes gradually dispersed under the flames in Lu Xingtong's palm.

"Yes, He Qingxie, she wants to kill me..."

The last sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and there was a loud noise in the ears of Lu Xingtong and Fang Jia.

The faces of the two faded instantly, looking at Du Qing who had fainted again, they were so horrified that they were speechless for a moment.

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