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

The Great Formation of Sealing Evil was set up by the three major sects, each of which has its eyes and twelve seals, guarded by the three sects.

Back then, Peak Lord Shen tried to unseal the evil-sealing formation under the Taiqing Sect, but he was surrounded by elders at the third stage, so he failed to succeed. However, the evil flow he released was enough to make the Taiqing Sect a hundred miles away. Not a single blade of grass grows, the rivers are all black water, and the people are sick and disaster-prone.

If all the seals of the three sects are untied, the entire lower cultivator world will be completely corroded within half a day.

Once the earth's energy collapses, it will collapse and sink to a deeper interface just like the upper cultivation world did back then.

Leng Wenshu answered frankly.

Shen Zhexue said: "I know everything and don't answer, are you really afraid that I will silence you if I find out?"

The weak young man smiled, "Then no one should live."

Shen Zhexue immediately felt aggrieved by Guawazi's rebellion against the general.

He didn't have much contact with Leng Wenshu in the past, he only saw the child draw a magic circle with flowing blue light from a distance, planting peach blossoms all over the mountain, colorful and gorgeous, like haze.

So in the spring of that year, the young disciples of Taiqingzong had a lively "spring outing" in the sect.

Shen Zhexue heard about Leng Wenshu's life experience from Yan Yuanhan, and learned that the young master of the Taiqing sect lived in seclusion in the back mountain of the sect's main peak all the year round, and rarely showed his face in front of the disciples of the sect.

On the other side of the peach blossom is the bustling juniors and juniors, and on the other side of the peach blossom is a lonely person.

This is a scene that Shen Zhexue can't forget for a long time.

And Leng Wenyan is the eight-year-old younger sister of Xiao Leng Wenshu. Because of her unique talent, she studied under Jiang Qianchui, a top doctor in the world. Go to the back mountain to play with my elder brother, so the siblings can't see each other for a year or so.

On the contrary, Pei Jing, a disciple of Elder Yan, often sends medicinal herbs and books to Leng Wenshu under the order of his master.

The two had known each other since childhood, and Pei Jing took great care of Leng Wenshu.

Later, the talkative Xie Zhuchun rebelled from Hanshan and joined Taiqing's sect.Xie Zhuchun has excellent resources, but his mind is not on cultivation. He somehow got acquainted with Pei Jing and Leng Wenshu, and took them to visit wine alleys, wild villages, mountains, forests, lakes and seas that they had never been to before.

Since then, the three of them have become close friends, and Leng Wenshu has become closer to people than before.

But as a physically disabled suzerain head, life is more difficult than ordinary disciples.

What's more, his suzerain father, who practiced the way of ruthlessness, killed his wife to testify the way to break through the realm. Others were only terrified when they heard it, so they sighed a few words.

Can't change places in the sigh, the one who was killed was Leng Wenshu's own mother.

It was rumored that his mother's cultivation level was not inferior to that of Sect Master Leng, but she was only protecting a village from evil currents, and her spiritual power was exhausted, so Leng Sanqiu took advantage of the situation and killed her with one blow.

Shen Zhexue sat down and said: "Forget it, I will try if you want to try, and if you want to report to the sect after you go out, you can notify the sect. Let's talk about the loophole sect first."

Leng Wenshu restrained his smile, and said slowly: "Let out the evil current, and everyone in the cultivation world will get it and punish him. Do you think it is really possible for this person to let him go?"

He swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, "Mirror array itself is extremely fragile, but it has an advantage. If you want to destroy all the people and things in the mirror in the end, you only have to completely smash the mirror that is the carrier." This array of spiritual energy has a vast territory, and even after fusion, it still has extremely strong power. We have no way to resist the turmoil of the collapse, and it is very likely that we will be broken in this illusion array before we go out."

After he finished speaking a long list, he exhaled a foul breath with a bloody smell.

"So what was your plan?"

"I can control this mirror array in a short period of time through the array, and the time it can last is very short, and the exit I can open can only be traced back to the original entrance. Wen Yan and I are related by blood, and Pei Jing once had blood with me Qi, I can send out the two of them directly, but for the rest... I can pass at most two or three."

"Let it be fate." Shen Zhexue also laughed, "The formation is under your control."

Leng Wenshu nodded and said: "I need a lot of spiritual energy to take over this mirror. Instead of meeting each other at this time, it's better to open the mirror. Whoever passes first depends on luck."

He seems to like to laugh very much, but his smile is not warm at all, even a little mean.

"I never think I'm a good person. Of course, if you want to go out first, I won't inform you."

"That's not true either." Shen Zhexue said, "Just do what you can to save the people you can."

Shen Zhexue held his chin and pondered for a moment, "However, the blood oath you made back then, if I kill innocent people indiscriminately, I will kill them with my life, and those who don't know will be innocent. If I go out first, it will be called indiscriminate killing?"

"Whatever you think of it, I can't control that much." Leng Wenshu sneered.

During the silence between the two, the sound of swordsmen suddenly came from downstairs.

Leng Wenshu listened intently for a moment, and said: "I wanted to use Hanshan to lure you, but now I have attracted other people."

He made a gesture to put on his clothes and get out of bed. Shen Zhexue saw that the hands tied around his girdle were trembling, and sighed: "Your body is now supporting this mirror array, so there is no life to die, why do you want to do this?" Strong in tongue?"

Leng Wenshu answered him casually, "A formation cultivator never cares about whether he can make a battle or not. You're right. I can only save what I can. I can't lose so many lives for other people. It's just that everyone is out of their wits. Who is to blame? ?”

His tone was rather cold and cold.

Life and death are determined by fate, and it has the style of the emperor's son descending.

Shen Zhexue helped him downstairs, and everyone thought that the two of them were knowledgeable discussing the matter of breaking the formation, but Tuesday beat Shi Yuan with his elbow, and raised his eyebrows in Shen Zhexue's direction, "Look at your master and the young man next to you. How do you feel if Jun doesn't call you when talking in the room?"

Shi Yuan withdrew his gaze, "I don't understand formations, if I am also proficient in this way, naturally I won't wait downstairs."

After saying that, she stepped forward to Shen Zhexue's side and told him what happened just now.

"The demon cultivator was also bewitched, and just now he tried to kill Sun Liang to silence him, and the head of Han Shan is interrogating the two of them."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently tugged on Shen Zhexue's sleeve, and Shen Zhexue was pulled by him, and walked to the side where Han Shan was in charge.

Tuesday followed with a "tsk".

Leng Wenshu left Sun Liang in order to lure Shen Zhexue out of the way, but by mistake, he led out a surviving traitor.

It was that magic cultivator.

The monks knew that to be able to live in such an illusion for six months, the magic cultivator must have some abilities different from ordinary people. Who would have thought that he would have taken refuge in the mastermind of this formation long ago.

Yu Ting will search for the soul and learn from the fellows present.

According to Soul Search, the behavior of the two of them is more like being bewitched by inner demons, arousing evil thoughts in their hearts under the premise of retaining their own consciousness.

As for the people who induced them, they acted with extreme caution, only once, that Zhenxiu showed his feet.

In Moxiu's memory, a man in white clothes with a blurred face said to him: "If this formation is completed, the Western Realm will be destroyed. If the demons want to revive at this time, why not?"

"It's actually the idea of ​​descending from the emperor of the Western Realm." Yu Ting frowned.

"In charge!"

Han Shan ran into the house alone, and said eagerly: "The array repairer has appeared!"

"It came just in time." Yu Zhangshi threw out two talisman seals, and they were sticking to the chests of Sun Liang and Moxiu.

Two groups of golden flames burned out from the talisman, and the two rolled into a ball, burning into a fireball.

Yu Ting turned a deaf ear to their screams, turned his head and asked, "Where is it?"

Disciple Hanshan was quite shocked by this scene. Seeing that Sun Liang, who had always been following Yu Ting, had been burned to a bone, he was covered in cold sweat and reluctantly said: "It's at the door, he—"

The monks flew forward.

Shen Zhexue heard that Hanshan disciple stammered and finished the second half of the sentence: "...he came here alone."

At this time, Leng Wenshu had awakened the unconscious Pei Jing through the wooden hairpin. Pei Jing jumped down from upstairs, looked at Leng Wenshu complicatedly, and drew his sword outward.

Shen Zhexue also gathered in front of the door.

A few monks with higher cultivation levels stood in the front row, their aura surged, and they swept away the fallen leaves on the street.

The other party came alone, dressed in white, with half-tied hair, and looked very gentle.

Yu Ting pointed at the black-robed mountain ghost hanging at the entrance of the inn, "If you resist stubbornly, you will end up like this!"

The gaze of the white-clothed formation cultivator fell on the mountain ghost who was no longer in human form hanging in front of the gate, and there was a little sadness in his expression.

Yu Ting took the opportunity to say: "Open the mirror array, Han Shan spares you from dying."

However, he is not the head of Hanshan, so he does not count.

Baiyi Zhenxiu shook his head, raised his right hand, and the sleeve slipped down to reveal a white wrist.

This section of his wrist is more suitable for dancing and writing, and he shouldn't do such life and death.

With the palm facing up, Zhenxiu gradually condensed half of the mirror from his palm.

Dots of light floated from the bodies of the people lying down in the city, and the light spots gathered around Zhenxiu from all directions, and then merged into the fragments.

The mirror was only half of the complete mirror. Leng Wenshu supported the door frame and panted: "He is going to put all his eggs in one basket, everyone, don't take it lightly."

Pei Jing and several Taiqing disciples drew their swords and charged forward.

No matter on any battlefield, sword cultivators are always the fastest and most ruthless.

They quickly approached the formation, and Yu Ting's spell followed closely behind, and the spiritual atmosphere was stirred.

Zhenxiu didn't move at all, the wind of the sword cut his robe, but just when the long sword was about to pierce his chest, everyone's eyes suddenly blurred, and Zhenxiu disappeared out of thin air.

Leng Wenshu took out the dagger from his sleeve, sliced ​​open his wrist, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Qingluan's Jinghua seal was mixed with bright red, and a large magic circle lit up around the suspended formation cultivator, and inside the formation, a phantom of the formation cultivator in white suddenly appeared.

The sound of sword cries resounded through the heaven and earth, and countless sword lights rose from the ground!

Thousands of sword shadows emerged from the cold formation——

There must be many traps around the bait, and that repairer did not rush, cutting forward with a mirror as a blade, and actually drew a gap in the void out of thin air.

Leng Wenshu shouted angrily: "Stop going!"

Then, the body of the mountain ghost that was used as bait exploded!

The sword shadows weaved a net of light one after another, and the body suddenly stopped, revealing an empty door.

Shen Zhexue watched the battle with bated breath, Shi Yuan watched for a moment, and said to Shen Zhexue: "He is..."

The formation cultivator has always been good at controlling the overall situation. Even though Leng Wenshu is a weak and unknown formation cultivator, based on his previous performance, he has already left a trustworthy impression in the hearts of the cultivators.

Leng Wen said coldly: "Kill!"

All the killer moves!

That array of body-cultivation techniques was extremely strange, and everyone tried their best to kill them, but they could only defeat the phantom of the array.

Only Pei Jing held his breath, concentrated on the eight winds, and stabbed in front of him in an instant, splitting the mighty power of the spirit, and moving forward without hesitation.

Seven or eight phantoms collapsed one after another, but Pei Jing saw through the phantoms fabricated by the array repairer with his excellent eyesight, and pierced the magic mirror in his hand with a sword.

A sword pierced through the mirror, unabated, and went straight through the chest of the white-clothed formation cultivator!

Shen Zhexue heard Leng Wenshu cough up blood, but didn't wipe it off.

He said something to that repairer from afar.

The part of the bloody lip, if you read it correctly, it should be two words: Thank you.

Zhenxiu held the bisect that pierced through the mirror and pierced his chest, and also chuckled.

The dense sound of glass shattering came from the ground, Pei Jing was taken aback, and saw the totem of Qingluan Jinghua floating out of the shattered mirror.

——Leng Wenshu controlled the mirror array in an instant!

This is by no means what Leng Wenshu can do on his own, but Pei Jing didn't have time to think about it, and he disappeared in place.

Just after Pei Jing disappeared, the formation cultivator also shattered into a handful of fragments, and a light door stood in its place.

Leng Wenshu sat down, holding the crumbling formation in his hands, and said: "The mirror is open, everyone please go first."

The monks looked at each other, they didn't expect the victory to be so easy.

Yu Ting said to Shen Zhexue: "Your cultivation bases are still shallow, it will be disadvantageous to wait for a long time, please go first."

Xie Zhuchun squatted beside Leng Wenshu and wanted to help him up, but Leng Wenshu couldn't move, and he was looking at Shen Zhexue from the corner of his eye.

Shen Zhexue waved her hand and said, "You don't have to wait for us, I'll stay here to help Fellow Daoist Leng, and the elders will go first."

Leng Wenshu listened, squinted his eyes and smiled, and urged: "Yes, Fellow Daoist Shen also understands formations. There is a passage behind this door, which does not directly connect to the outside world. Everyone can go together. Please contact the sect as soon as possible."

The monks glanced at each other, still hesitating, this big storm is coming, and they don't want to make a mistake at the last moment.

In the end, the ghost group here couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a "wow", probably thinking that they had already died once, so what should they be afraid of, at worst, they would turn into a scorpion, it would not be worse anyway, and rushed out first.

After waiting for a while, everyone seemed to have no intention of leaving.

Leng Wenshu said to Xie Zhuchun: "Go and bring Wen Yan and Daoist Qin down from the upstairs. Wen Yan will heal me for fainting due to exhaustion of spiritual energy. Don't forget them."

Xie Zhuchun didn't understand what he meant, but he still turned around and went downstairs with the girls on his shoulders.

He trusted his friends, and he took the two of them through the mirror door generously.

At this point, everyone no longer had doubts, and walked through the mirror door one after another.

Shen Zhexue looked at Leng Wenshu who was sitting on the threshold with great interest, and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Tuesday frowned and asked, "What the hell are you doing? Is he still alive? Do you want some elixir?"

Leng Wen calmly said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, of course I can't trust you, and this time I'm just cheating you. You let them go out, I left a letter for Pei Jing, someone will solve the matter of the emperor's surrender."

He frowned, "How about you stay with me?"

From the beginning to the end, Shen Zhexue knew that this person never wanted to let her go.

He lied that the number of people passing through the phantom array was limited, and he was trapping himself to commit murder.

And if you choose not to leave, you will never be able to leave again.

"What do you hate?" Shen Zhexue asked in a low voice, "Is it me using 'it' to do things for Emperor Taiqing, or is it my ability to control 'it'?"

He concealed the word "Xieliu", and Leng Wenshu said bluntly: "I hate you all, and I hate you even more for your high-sounding appearance, which only cares about your own selfishness in the end."

Shen Zhexue didn't want to know the answer.

In the past three years, he has seen too many people who hate evil currents, and they really have reasons to hate.

"Master." Shi Yuan seemed to have guessed right at this moment, and said, "I won't go."

He was about to hand over the red bracelet on his wrist to Tuesday, when suddenly his demonic energy rolled up, and Ning Chao, who was hiding in his sleeve pocket, appeared with Nian Nian in his arms, and she shouted: "Little master, you don't want to live anymore?!"

This sentence choked everyone present.

Leng Wenshu lost his patience, and made another backhand, and the wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, blowing the three people and the cat into the mirror array.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Shen Zhexue simply lifted her robe and sat on the threshold, "Come on, it's just the two of us now, tell me, what else do you want to say, after listening to it, we can go on the road, right?"

Leng Wenshu didn't believe him.

When Leng Wenshu said those two words to the white-clothed Zhenxiu, Shen Zhexue understood that there never was a tripartite force, and from the very beginning, there were only people from two sides.

One side is the initiator of this formation, and the other side is the souls of the people who have been refined.

And those two formation cultivators may have once been one of the common people. They were controlled by the people behind the formation, but they left clues with their only strength.

The time it takes for the people in the city to swallow the debris, the evil current that has been blocked when attacking at night, the robbing people without fighting intentions, the shortened interval of entering the battle after Leng Wenshu, and the phrase "the western border is in danger".

Leng Wenshu made a deal with them, unraveling the array to free everyone, and at the same time they handed over the array to Leng Wenshu's control.

And even if he could get everyone out, he didn't want to let Shen Zhexue leave.But he couldn't break the blood oath, so he could only induce Shen Zhexue.

"What are you talking about?" Leng Wenshu's pupils were dilated, and he was a little confused, but he held his breath and refused to close his eyes.

He said slowly: "Regardless of whether it is true or not, since you have been able to manipulate the evil current, how can I let it go easily..."

What else could he say.

People who say that manipulating evil currents shouldn't exist?

It is said that Xubu Taiqing suzerain and elders have other plans?

Or is it that his bastard father has long since betrayed the expectations of the head of the prime minister and betrayed the covenant of various clans?

He has hidden these secrets for so many years, and who can he tell them to?

——Who would believe the words of a weak formation cultivator.

These are meaningless now.

Leng Wenshu said softly: "Then let me tell you a real story about the mountain ghost and the young master."

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The author has something to say:

Shi Yuan: Excuse me.Why are the other master-student texts all about the disciples going to the mountain gate and being picked up by the master halfway, or after kowtowing, or being picked up after stalking, am I in the wrong posture or just kowtow?Why is it like this now?

Yao: Well, take a good look at our title.But don't worry, it's all for (drip——), and the process of going to the mountain to apprentice in the future is not bad... You, put away the big sword and succeed?