Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

Disciple Hanshan stood in front of the door of the master's study, feeling a little uneasy and in a daze.

...why am I here.

Let's say that after Hanshan rectified the mountain gate, there were not many inner disciples from their origins, but there were still thousands of disciples from the outer sect.

Among them, half of them paid a large sum of spirit stones to come to Hanshan to ask questions, hoping to practice here and officially enter the fairyland.

Unexpectedly, after joining the sect, they did all the work of handymen and servants, which was completely different from what they had expected at the beginning, but they were blamed for their poor talent and were not worthy of learning the internal skills of the sect.

But Lingshi lost everything and invested in it, and it was not easy to get out.

The other half are mortals with good talent but no family background, or they become the companions of those inner disciples, and there are even cases where they are forced to become dual-cultivation furnaces.

After Shen Zhexue took over Hanshan, she and Wen Shuyin quickly cleaned up the sect, and the disciples who were manipulated into being flesh and blood spirit screens were also taken back to Taiqing. After a set of inquiries and investigations, they naturally found out Many unseen things.

The aristocratic family has been punished a lot. As for how to punish, the precept elders of Taiqingzong don't like to talk, but it doesn't mean that he will let it go lightly.

As for the other outer sect disciples, those sects that Shen Zhexue expressed willingness to go home will give a leave fee, and those who have nowhere to go can stay in Hanshan.

From among them, a group of disciples were selected as inner sect disciples, and they followed Changlaofeng to study Taoism, while the outer sect followed the model of Taiqing sect, and practiced collectively with the nominal peak masters.

Another Nanhu Academy has been set up. It has not yet accepted students, and it is mainly printing and distributing pamphlets against evil trends to the common people.

For the disciples of the outer sect, the days when they used to be personal servants for the sons of the aristocratic family will never be the same again.

Right now, the reason why this disciple is carrying Shen Zhexue's medicinal food is that he just got rid of ghosts and returned to the sect, and decided to go to the kitchen to cook a small stove for himself.

Hanshan in the northern boundary was descended into a ghost array by evil spirits, the sky was dark, and a hundred ghosts were rampant. Fortunately, there was a Lexiu who used spiritualism to restrain the ghosts climbing up from the underworld in the first place, until Shen Zhexue rushed back. .

Shen Zhexue condensed a Xuanbingqin of more than a hundred feet above the northern boundary. The piano was plucked with spiritual power, superimposed with the power of the spiritual core of heaven, and it affected the combat power of the ghost day and night.

Therefore, the Yin ghosts are not too difficult to deal with now. They form dozens of teams with the disciples who came to support Taiqing. Ghost Slaying will also distribute self-defense manuals and firework for help to the people.

Frost and snow blowing flowers outside the sect's gate, the spirit's breath turned into clear chords covering the entire northern boundary. This is another spectacular sight since the hundreds of cities in the western boundary moved across thousands of miles to the southern boundary.

Let's say that this disciple got rid of ghosts and returned to the sect, and took turns to rest. He was so greedy that he wanted to take advantage of this time to go to the big kitchen at the back of Han Mountain to cook himself a lard bibimbap.

Hanshan's back kitchen, who was not at mealtime, should have been very cold, but the disciple just walked to the door, but he felt aura in his heart, and there were occasional crisp bells jingling.

He didn't think too much about it, he just opened the door and entered as if the Taiqing disciples were also coming for extra meals.

Then almost staggered from fright.

It's not the horrible scene behind the door.

The young man in red in front of the stove had a shovel in one hand and a magic pen in the other. There were seven or eight sound-transmitting copper bells hanging in front of him. He flipped the spoon sharply, and the shaking bells were faintly covered by the smoke from his cigarette.

"Has the food arrived yet? Well, the emperor sent the third prince there. This is better than the last time. Let him keep an eye on the granary. After the newly moved main city is stable, it can be handed over to the young master of the prime minister's family. He can handle it."

"Let Wenhe's injured doctor rest at the southern border and give it to the owner of Xuanhu Peak. Don't be stingy with the spirit stone. Healing the wound is important. The medicinal materials must be offered, and the two mountains behind the magic palace can also be planted. The ice-melting rain from Muxue Mountain is not enough, and we will transfer goods from Chunqi."

"We can still control the ghost energy here... Leng Sanqiu? Alright, I'll pass it on quickly."

Shi Yuan put the stir-fried vegetables in the pot on a plate, turned to look at the porridge gurgling on the fire, and said to the disciple who stood blankly outside the door: "Wait a while, it will be ready soon."

He paused, and in the confused expression of the little disciple, he said again: "Young fellow daoist, can you do me a favor?"

So there is the current scene.

The disciple stood outside the study, and fell into deep confusion.

That person just now is the apprentice of Sect Master Shen, what is he doing?Who am I where am I!

At this moment, the door of the study room opened inwards, Wen Shuyin and the other elders came out, and when they saw the tray in his hand, they urged in a low voice: "Go in quickly, don't let people think that we Hanshan are oppressing the head. "

——Is it so casual?Is this the original style with mountains and clouds?

The little disciple walked in in a trance, but his heart couldn't help but beat faster.

On the day when he was manipulated to guard the mountain, he stood far away and did not see clearly the appearance of the acting head.

According to legend, he turned into a formation eye and guarded under Han Mountain thousands of years ago, and he was able to return to the world only when he got a chance.

But it's one thing to adore him, and quite another to bring him his lunch.

The tray in his hand seemed to become hot for a moment, the little disciple took a deep breath, and walked into the room, but collided with a person who was about to come out.

"Ouch!"

The white porcelain plate was about to fall obliquely from the support table, and he murmured inwardly, but before the sound of the porcelain plate breaking into eight petals, he opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw a white-haired monk holding the plate, Holding on to his elbow, stopped his tendency to fall forward.

The little disciple hurriedly thanked him, raised his eyes and widened his eyes, and was speechless for a while.

"See... I've met the master!" The little disciple's face was burning fiercely, and when he lowered his gaze, a section of silver-white hair around the waist of the other party came into view.

Shen Zhexue helped him stabilize, and said: "Next time, be more careful, there is still soup."

As if he was about to go out, he bumped into this person who came to deliver the medicinal food. After thinking about it, he didn't have much time to eat, so he sighed and said, "If I didn't know that monks would not die suddenly from overwork, I should have been lying down by now... Oh, help me eat it."

He uttered such a sentence very quickly, but the little disciple didn't hear it clearly, he only felt a coolness and the breath of Mei Xiang passing by his side.

The little disciple suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Master!"

Shen Zhexue turned her head, and the young man who was already blushing said in a loud voice: "Master Shi, Senior Brother Shi made this. Senior Brother Shi, Shi told me to watch you eat before going."

"Shi Yuan made it?" Shen Zhexue raised her eyebrows, thinking that the apprentice who should have rushed to the northern boundary could still cook a meal in the gap.

With the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Core, he no longer needed to eat and rest, but smelling the aroma, the feeling of hunger that had been forgotten for a long time still surged up.

But right now there is no time to eat well, so Shen Zhexue smiled and said: "Then help me warm there."

He patted the little disciple on the shoulder, "Go to Master Zhao to give you extra meals for the disciples who have been out on missions for the past few days, just tell me what I said." He squinted his eyes again, and looked at this tiger-headed little disciple very kindly, " You won't tell Shi Shixiong that I haven't eaten, will you?"

"Master, you—" Shen Zhexue jumped out of the window without waiting for the disciple to stop him again.

He jumped out of the window with his front foot, and he heard someone shouting outside the house with his back foot.

"Elder Shen, Great Elder Shen!"

Xie Zhuchun followed behind Yuan Xiyan, the two of them still had ghost aura that had not dissipated, as soon as they came in, they saw the little disciple standing there in a daze, and asked, "Where are others?!"

Compared to the shocking head of the sect, this Senior Brother Xie is a familiar figure.

Xie Zhuchun crossed his waist and didn't fight, "It's really Shiyuan who can control him!"

Yuan Xiyan looked at the suddenly changing aura outside the window, and said: "Elder Shen also wants to break the ghost formation as soon as possible." He handed Xie Zhuchun a piece of black iron with aura in it, and said: "Be safe, don't be impatient, eat."

"...Who taught you this?" Xie Zhuchun rolled his eyes.

"Shui Qingqian said it." Xie Zhuchun thought of the sword that already had a trace of spiritual consciousness, and said sincerely: "She said that you all like to eat this, so let me carry it with you."

Let's say that after Shen Zhexue went out through the window, she went to find Zhou Ling first.

Jian Xiu, dressed in gray, was arranging a sword array for the Taiqing disciples, the Yuanmu sword was pinned to his waist, and the purple butterfly was quietly perched on the hilt.

Although the disciples of Taiqing didn't know the identity of this person, they had seen his sword move, one sword opened a mountain, the momentum was magnificent, and it was the standard Taiqing sect's rising momentum, they only thought he was some anonymous senior.

Few people have seen him in Beishan Academy, saying that this senior was really quite inconspicuous back then, which shows that the master is low-key.

Compared with himself, the disciples were more interested in the purple butterfly.

Because indeed many people saw the butterfly transformed into a Lexiu with fluttering clothes, and they reckoned that she was still a great beauty.

When Le Xiu hugged the pipa, covered his face with a tulle, standing quietly beside him, the picture was quite beautiful.

However, occasionally some disciples would be beaten secretly by the gray-clothed sword cultivator after staring blankly, and they would fall into confusion with words similar to "what are you looking at, this is my wife".

Isn't it said that the beauty affects the speed of the sword, and the co-author is to deceive the honest sword cultivator?

It is true that Bo Ziyi chose Zhou Ling to live in the box of his wife Ben'er, but he was still surprised by this title.

After all, Zhou Ling insisted on calling him brother and brother back then, and Bo Ziyi hid at Hanshan Prime Minister Gu Chun's place overnight to avoid kowtowing with him.

1000 years have passed and the situation has changed, no matter how straightforward Zhou Ling is, he should have figured it out.

When he used the charm to restrain the disfigured Bo Ziyi, he thought more than once, even if he couldn't stop the road back then, he understood the reason, but if he could accompany him, it would be great.

He envied Shi Yuan and Shen Zhexue from the bottom of his heart.

Even though the pair of master and apprentice were missed by Tian Dao's constant training, they still accompanied each other to the end.

After Shen Zhexue walked in, the purple butterfly rose up and turned into a purple-robed monk.Bo Ziyi said in a hurry: "Hurry up, I still have three cups of tea time. If you play that score, you might be able to break through this battle today."

To say that it was a mistake, Bo Ziyi was turned into a butterfly by the mirage at that time, and took a root of the great tonic ginseng, and shoveled off the Taoist bond with Sangqi at the same time, and turned against Nasang Qi has a lot of cultivation.

And after leaving the illusion, he actually solidified himself with this. Although he was also a light and fluffy one, he was much more stable than a cloud of ghost energy.

Shen Zhexue was also uncertain about Bo Ziyi's current state.

This time when the ghost energy surged up, Bo Ziyi summoned the soul to counter it, and what was suppressed was the powerful army of ghosts.

In the dark, Shen Zhexue sensed that Ziyi might be involved in some cause and effect with the underworld. The butterfly is a spiritual creature extradited by Huang Quan, and it has not appeared for thousands of years. allow.

"Senior Brother Zhou?" The Taiqing Sect member who accepted the task was in a daze, suspecting that he had read it wrong.

When their grey-clothed sword repairer looked at Le Xiu who had transformed into form, his eyes became extremely gentle.

Bo Ziyi woke up every seven days, during these few hours they were either on the run, or they were discussing with Shen Zhexue about breaking the formation.

Zhou Ling was not proficient in formations, and his disciples kept reporting the progress of the task to him. During these days, there were several rounds of seven days, but there was little leisure time.

He hoped that Bo Ziyi could take a good rest of his soul and body, but he knew what the other party wanted to do.

Today's three cups of tea, I am afraid that he and Shen Zhexue will go to set up the formation.

Zhou Ling could only shake his head helplessly. The Taiqing sect's teeth were sore for a while, and he felt that his eyes were so spoiled that he was really unfriendly to single monks.

Suddenly, I saw the purple-clothed monk who was about to leave came back in a few steps, and his ethereal robes were like transparent butterfly wings.

He quietly walked in front of Zhou Ling, raised his hand to lift the veil, and put his feet on Zhou Ling's lips.

This time even Shen Zhexue was shocked.

When he and Bo Ziyi were about to play the Xuan Bingqin and break through the battle, he still couldn't help but said: "...You guys are making quite rapid progress."

"Your little apprentice hasn't kissed yet?" Bo Ziyi raised his eyebrows, "What's this called, Hong Luan moved but didn't move at all?"

Shen Zhexue: "Ahem, no."

He memorized the music score silently, mobilized the spiritual breath in his body, and the cold air gathered, organized his words for a while, and said: "It's quite unexpected, you two are more relaxed than before."

"I can't be a puppet anymore, otherwise I can get Lie Xing, and I think we have done everything we should do." Bo Ziyi couldn't stop talking, and sighed: "It's a pity, this gentleman is a thousand years old. This year-old ghost still hasn't experienced the cloud and rain in Wushan..."

Shen Zhexue: "..."

My friend, I didn't see you being so arrogant before.

"I have died once, and I have seen it all." Bo Ziyi looked at the vast land, turned his head to Shen Zhexue and said: "It is rare to be able to fight with you, this time I will do my best for Taiwei again, and -"

Xuan Bingqin resounded in the sky over the northern boundary, all ghosts stopped and walked, followed by dancing.

The vermilion gate floated under the strings, and purple extradition butterflies flew across the sky, gathering ghostly spirits and pouring into the densely decorated gate.

A ray of bright light tore through the heavy lead clouds, and the sky was full of frost, washing away the vast land.

This is too little turbid air, which is mutually generated and restrained by the pure air, and the cause and effect are in pairs, and it belongs to nature.

Zhou Ling raised his head, faced the wind, frost and snow, and said in a deep voice: "And be sure, remember to come back..."

After Shi Yuan rushed to the mirror array in the eastern boundary with the teleportation array, the city reflected in the mirror array was already in a mess.

The flames were burning on the periphery of the collapsed city wall, and the arrowheads were scattered among the broken walls of the haystack, as if they had experienced a fierce battle.

"Brother Shi! Why did you come in like this? You can't get out if you get in here!"

Qiao Tan raised his sword and stood in an open space facing the wind, beside him were dark walkers lying on the ground.

And more black shadows are slowly approaching.

Seeing Shi Yuan walk into the mirror array, she shouted: "The bell blew up again, and the eye of the array is Senior Brother Leng! A tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring, he|damn Leng Sanqiu is not human!!"

The elder of Taiqingzong who was proficient in the formation method said: "The head of the city is where the formation eye is. It takes time to break through the spirit screen. Fortunately, I have brought enough spirit stones, and I still need a stick of incense."

After a pause, "But the eye is Leng Wenshu, Pei Jing and he made a blood contract, but we can break through the spirit screen, we can't stop it..."

Looking from a distance, Shi Yuan saw sword shadows and flames intertwined on the towering city, which was gorgeous and dazzling, and the heat wave was overwhelming.

On the broad battlements, Pei Jing's eyes were red, and the direction of the evenly divided sword light was the former Taiqing suzerain.

Where the eyes fell, it was the remnant soul of the monk in the opponent's hand.

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The author has something to say:

Pei Jing: You are all showing off, why are we the only ones still struggling?

Leng Wenshu: ...

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The last dungeon will be more like a group, gather to fight big monsters, and prepare for the last 1% of the main cp progress

Shen Zhexue: Oh, I thought it would be included in the episode. )

Yuan: Originally there was really no time for boss battles...

Shi Yuan: Master, this disciple will copy the guy all night to talk to the old man.

Shen Zhexue: Yes, let’s go √