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

Traveling all over the world on Tuesday, he was well-informed, and mentioning this was nothing more than teaching Shi Yuan to take good care of his big family.

Shi Yuan carefully instructed the little monsters in Mo Huitou, and they lived as usual without paying much attention.

Even Shen Zhexue didn't take this matter to heart, so he wouldn't be free enough to meet Emperor Taiqing.

But until five days later, Ning Chao and his party, who went out to buy new year's goods, still failed to return on time, and the suspicion of the disappearance in Langfeng City gradually shrouded Mo Huihui's sky.

To travel between Yuncang City and Langfeng City, it only takes one and a half days to drive a horse-drawn carriage, and only three or four days to walk on foot.

Because Ning Chao and the others were going to the market, they naturally rode horses and brought carts. They imitated the way of ordinary people. It does not mean that they will be delayed by force majeure such as weather and bandits like ordinary people.

When they didn't come back, Shi Yuan tried to contact them with a water mirror.

The monsters are not used to the practitioner's water mirror, Shi Yuan insisted that they take at least one mirror with them when they go out, and it depends on their mood whether to look at it or not.

On the evening of the fifth day, Shi Yuan bled again, calling out Ning Chao's water mirror.

The blood drops fell on the mirror surface, creating a layer of vermilion ripples, ripples like a stone thrown into water.

But after the ripples dissipated, the mirror surface was still pitch black and there was no echo.

The blood dripping from Shi Yuan's palm gradually became a thread, and the surface of the water mirror was dyed light red.

Shen Zhexue grabbed his wrist, "Stop, try again in half an hour."

Shui Jing recognizes the master, and Shi Yuan is a mortal body, and only blood can activate the magic weapon of the cultivator.

Shen Zhexue fetched gauze and medicinal powder, and wrapped up Shi Yuan's wound.

Over the past few days, Shi Yuan had to bleed every few hours, and there were already many cuts in his palms.

Shen Zhexue can't wait to develop the password unlocking function in situ, which will drive the vigorous leap of information circulation in the cultivation world.

"I got it!"

Walked into Mo Huibang on Tuesday.

He was still wearing the same patched clothes from the previous few days, his hair was sloppy and he grabbed two handfuls with his hands, creating a shape that I don't know how to describe. He also had a wooden sword on his waist. The knife was rough and shaped like a stick for beating a dog. However, he can barely be regarded as a sword repairer with a sword.

The housekeeper Sui hurried up to greet him, "How is it? Aunt Fu and Mr. Zhao's family who went out together are back?"

"No, these families have already reported to the officials. There are still seven or eight families in Yuncang City who have lost their lives. They all went to Langfeng and have not returned. People from the Yuncang family are comforting them."

On Tuesday, he was very thirsty, so he picked up the teapot on the table and opened the lid to drink it directly. After he filled half of the pot, he took a breath and said, "The current saying is to let us wait first, they are sending people to look for it."

Uncle Sui picked the shell of the turtle with both hands, and stomped his feet anxiously, "Wait, wait! Langfeng City——"

"The Langfeng family lost their direct descendant, so it is impossible not to try our best to find it."

Shi Yuan completed Uncle Sui's unfinished words, "This matter has been suppressed for at least three or four days. What's so strange outside Langfeng City?"

Shen Zhexue was puzzled: "Since there are known weirdnesses, why didn't they seal the way?"

On Tuesday: "There's nothing to wait for, they're probably throwing bait."

Shen Zhexue also agreed, got up and said, "Lend me some magic weapon, I'll go and see it."

High-grade fairy artifacts can replenish aura, as long as there is enough aura, Shen Zhexue and Xieliu are not afraid.

He was about to follow Steward Sui to open Mohuitou's treasure house, but Shi Yuan suddenly stopped him, "Master, I'll go with you."

"No." Shen Zhexue refused, "This matter is unusual, I have a sense of proportion."

Tuesday frowned and said: "Shi Yuan, you are the master of Mo Huihui, and it is your job to guard this place."

Shi Yuan's heart sank suddenly for some reason, as if a mass of flesh and blood fell heavily into the depths of his chest cavity.

He lowered his eyes and took something out of his sleeve pocket.

Suddenly, the room was filled with white light, and the walls and furniture seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and white moonlight.

"Little master, absolutely not!"

The old housekeeper suddenly became anxious.

He wrapped the things in Shi Yuan's palms with both hands, and said in a panic, "Don't be impulsive! Ning Chao to her... After all, we are the people sent by the master to serve the little master!"

The steward Sui turned around before he was worried, and said indiscriminately: "If they are gone...then they are gone! How can I make you..."

"Uncle Sui." Shi Yuan interrupted him.

Shi Yuan didn't look directly into Steward Sui's eyes, and lowered his eyes and said: "I've been waiting for this opportunity, Uncle Sui, you are also a person who came out of your father, it's impossible that you haven't heard those rumors, and instead of falling into that situation , use this thing to escape, it is better to use it now, and it will be paid back to you."

Shen Zhexue couldn't keep up with the rhythm when she heard them coming and going.

But he could vaguely feel that Shi Yuan's family might have some kind of throne to inherit.

Clutching his hands on Tuesday, he clicked his tongue twice: "Hey, is this the legendary magic weapon 'Lexing', the pinnacle of puppet art descended by the emperor? I won't be silenced, right?"

Shi Yuan spread out his right hand, and a piece of warm jade lay in his palm.

It looks like falling snow and stars in the jade, and holes are drilled under the stone, and a belt strung with star beads and silver moons is tied, with lavender tassels hanging from the tail.

"Lie Xing alone made another 23 yuan for Jingjun's big wedding when the emperor descended in the past. It's not surprising that the master of my father's side got one or two yuan." Shi Yuan said.

Shen Zhexue has read about Lie Xing in a book, and it is a very powerful spiritual weapon.

Dizi Jiangxi is famous for three things: stargazing, destiny divination, and puppet Taoism.

Compared with the mystical fate and the unpredictable changing astrology, the world is more convinced by the visible and tangible objects.

Creation of puppets, false ones.

The puppet ways of the emperor's descendants and the spiritual lords are rampant in all walks of life, and there are even legends that they are one of the puppets who sway thousands of evils.

The Star Spirit Artifact is a very representative work of Emperor Zijiang Xi. The puppet in it is made by the ancient Fusang, fired by secret method, and has a magic spell, which can peel off the human soul and attach it to the puppet.

This thing has only been made for three generations in a hundred years. It is said that the power of the first generation of stars and its paired "Southern Moon" is almost equal to the law of heaven.

Shi Yuan spoke ruthlessly, and Lie Xing inserted his hands into his cut left hand forcefully, blood oozing from the gauze, soaking this piece of lustrous jade bright red in an instant.

Butler Sui couldn't stop him in time, he burst into tears in an instant, and after holding back for a few times, he let out a long sigh, and instantly seemed to be a hundred years old.

"Push him in, the puppet is about to come out. You take care of his body, get more sunlight, and be careful not to bump it."

On Tuesday, he seemed to know something, and asked Uncle Sui to push Shi Yuan back to the bedroom, and set up a barrier to prevent the breath of Lie Xing from leaking out.

The two left immediately.

Shrugging his shoulders on Tuesday, he glanced at Shen Wu who was still standing there, and said with a smile: "What? Angry at your disciple for making his own decisions and looking down on you?"

Shen Zhexue put her hands on her sides and stood upright.

Tue laughed, oops, sat at the table and ate the oranges in the fruit plate, raised his eyes and said to him: "You apprentice, you are eager to die, and every day you want someone to give him a knife."

He knocked on the table with his index finger and rubbed the orange peel in his hand. On Tuesday, the conversation suddenly changed: "You are from Taiqingzong, what did you do to come here to provoke him?"

He made a "five" gesture, "Don't deny it, your habit of kneading formulas is only possible for the inner disciples of the Taiqing sect who have practiced for at least 50 years."

Shen Zhexue suddenly looked at Tuesday.

... What's going on, I'm a runner, and I fell off the horse?

There is still a habit of kneading the formula, Shen Zhexue secretly screamed that it is not good, the muscle memory of this peak master Shen is also very strong, and this can be kept.

Tuesday seemed to be doing nothing, but at this moment, when he put on a straight face, he seemed to be a different person.

Shen Zhexue didn't know his details, and it was futile to defend at this moment, he simply said: "Taiqingzong has nothing to do with me, I have a clear conscience, if Brother Zhou suspects that I am a villain, I have nothing to say."

"With a clear conscience, what a clear conscience." Tue sneered.

Shen Zhexue met his examining gaze.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and the atmosphere froze for a while, and the pressure was very oppressive.

"Fine." In the end, Tuesday actually waved his hand first, all the pressure on his body dissipated, and he continued to peel his oranges.

He said slowly: "But I never like to guess. The master of Mohuitou is related to me. He is close to you and is willing to recognize you as his master. Although I can't wait to break your legs, he is willing after all. I don't want to make him unhappy in the last few years."

It was still the same playful tone, but the words were merciless, "But Shen Xianchang, if your master wants to have half evil thoughts, I just broke the 'fate tree' around my waist and my old life, and I won't do it." I wish you better."

The meaning of the words is ruthless, but the concern is true.

Shen Zhexue gradually calmed down and said, "Naturally."

Then asked Tuesday, "Are you Shi Yuan's former master?"

The hand that peeled the orange on Tuesday paused, and said in a deep voice, "No, his former master died long ago."

Shen Zhexue saw that his face was gloomy, so she didn't ask any more questions.

After swallowing the whole orange on Tuesday, he got up and wanted to go home. Just as he stepped out of the threshold, he turned around and added: "In the future, even if you can do the trick with one hand, use both hands together. This way it will look more like the emperor's son descending." Xi, or the sect of the southern boundary."

Shen Zhexue was slightly surprised.

Tuesday was gone.

Shen Zhexue ran to Shiyuan's courtyard in a few steps, and a streamer barrier had been erected outside the courtyard.

Shi Yuan's bedroom is the core of Mo Huihui's circle, with the strongest aura. At this time, all spirits gather. Under the nourishment of aura, the flowers and plants in the courtyard slowly unfurl their branches and leaves, and the plum trees give birth to buds.

Shen Zhexue didn't dare to rush forward and waited outside the barrier.

A moment later, Steward Sui pushed open the door with red eyes, and a slender figure stood behind him.

That is Shi Yuan.

Shen Zhexue opened her eyes wide, watched her apprentice walk down the steps, stood still, and looked at her.

"you……"

"Master." It was a familiar title, but the voice of calling was no longer hoarse.

Shi Yuan's voice finally had the unique clarity of a young man.

A puppet made of stars, watered with blood, stealing the sky for the sun.

"He's quite tall." Shen Zhexue smiled, and was about to take a step to the back room. He cared about Shi Yuan's physical body, and wanted to get rid of the evil current for him before leaving.

After walking a few steps, Shen Zhexue's eyes suddenly darkened.

A pair of hands wrapped around him, and a warm chest was pressed against his chest.

Shi Yuan hugged him, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't look at it yet, Lie Xing really hurts when you use it, you hug me."

A few days ago, Shen Zhexue hoped that Shi Yuan would cry out in pain, but she didn't expect to hear it so soon.

……and many more.

Shen Zhexue was stunned.

Apprentice, have you been taken away?

Are you kidding me?

Surprise was nothing but surprise, but Shen Zhexue was still a little inexplicably sad.

Emperor Zijiang Xi, this sect pays the most attention to the medium of cause and effect.

Ordinary people would have to drip blood to open the water mirror, let alone a magic weapon of the level of Lixing.

Three generations later, Emperor Zijiang's Taoism was lost, and the power of Lie Xing was far less than before, and became a one-time consumable, but the price to be delivered was getting higher and higher.

Shen Zhexue was held in Shi Yuan's arms, his chest was tight, he took a deep breath, and said, "What are you afraid of, the master still thinks the apprentice is not good-looking, evil currents matter, you..."

He wanted Shi Yuan to let go of himself, but the words turned into: "Then hold me for a while, but you have to let me in."

The housekeeper Sui turned into his original body, wiping away his tears in the tortoise shell.

When Shi Yuan had had enough of hugging, he let go of Shen Zhexue, and pulled up his sleeve with his drooping hand, the scarlet spirit bracelet on his wrist touched Shen Zhexue's knuckles.

He said helplessly, "Master, don't be scared."

The puppet technique contained in Lie Xing draws three souls and six souls into the puppet, and leaves half of the soul in the body. The missing half of the soul in the puppet is filled by the secret method of the emperor.

The body and the puppet form a mirror image of themselves, the flesh and blood are destroyed, and the soul is destroyed.

Shen Zhexue looked at Shi Yuan's body stored in the bedroom, and removed the evil spirit growing in his body for him.

Throughout the whole process, he didn't have any big fluctuations in his heart.

It's really ugly.

Lie Xing paid the price back, making people think that Shi Yuan's body had just been dug out from a certain cemetery, his breathing was weak, his chest barely rose and fell, and it was no exaggeration to bury him on the spot.

This scene seems familiar.

Shen Zhexue put her hand on Shi Yuan's forehead.

People always feel that some things seem to have been experienced once before at some inexplicable moments.

Perhaps Peak Lord Shen once had such an apprentice, Shen Zhexue thought with relief.

After dealing with this side, the two of them packed up and were about to go to the stables to lead the horses, but they saw that Tuesday went and came back, carrying a small burden of going out on their backs.

Tuesday is related to Shi Yuan, so naturally he refused to let Shen Zhexue take Shi Yuan with him.

No one can get rid of Tuesday's stubborn temper, so they had to let him go.

In the back of Mo's head, only the butler Sui knew about it. Before he left, he hesitated to speak a few times, and finally said: "Little master, take care."

The three of them set off without further delay.

On the way, Shen Zhexue still didn’t forget to nag Shi Yuan, “Now that Lie Xing has supplemented your half soul, and with the help of immortal artifacts, you can barely be regarded as a real cultivator, but the puppet and the body communicate with each other, and every injury is the same. Injuries must not be taken lightly.

Shi Yuan solemnly agreed.

The three of them hurried to the gate of Yuncang City, and the doubts in Shen Zhexue's heart also rose to the peak.

After such a thing happened, it has not been sealed until now.

Fortunately, the people are not stupid. Naturally, they dare not take risks when such a thing happens, and they have given up the idea of ​​going out in the near future.

When verifying his identity, Shen Zhexue saw Shi Yuan's residence token with the name "Shi Ling" written on it.

Shen Zhexue looked at her own brand, then quietly at Tuesday's, and finally at Shiyuan's.

It's really not that the whole family does not enter the family.

Shen Wu, Tuesday, [-]:[-]... This just makes up two hundred and five.

"Are you going out of the city to Langfeng?" The city guard asked with a frown as he handed back the token.

Shi Yuan nodded: "Yes, we went out of the city to find our younger sister and servants who have not returned home."

As soon as the words fell, several red-clothed cultivators who were also waiting to leave the city looked over one after another.

Their eyes looked like they were looking at a dead person.

Shen Zhexue subconsciously reinforced the Yi Rong Jue.

Flame patterns in red clothes, Hanshan disciples.

Sure enough, Hanshan also sent someone to investigate the disappearance case.

"Are you going to find your family?" A voice transmission came from the side.

Shi Yuan and the others heard the sound and looked around, only to see another young monk in blue with a crane pattern stepping forward who was issuing the city order, and stopped Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan.

He reported his family name: "I'm sorry, but my steps are too clear, Pei Jing."

Shen Zhexue thought to herself: Damn, how could Taiqingzong send this closed disciple of Elder Yan to the southern boundary.

The three major sects originally belonged to the same branch. When they were in Xianting, the Taiqing sect was called "Xubu Taiqing", and Hanshan was named "Hanshan Youyun". .

Now only direct disciples can call themselves the old name of the sect.

Pei Jing said: "You two are eager to find your family, but it's really not suitable to go out of the city now, the banning notice will be posted in a few days, please go back, you two, we will try our best to bring your family back."

On Tuesday, he was very good at acting, and his reaction was very fast. He hurriedly said: "The Immortal Lord must let us go, otherwise how can we explain to our parents!"

"Little fairy, please do me a favor, the only girl in our family went to Langfeng to buy new year's goods, and she didn't come back today."

While talking, he took out the silver from his sleeve pocket and insisted on stuffing it into Pei Jing's hand.

Pei Jing had never seen such a posture before, and took a big step back.

Han Shan, who had been watching coldly just now, surrounded him now.

The leader said: "Pei Daochang, why are you so unreasonable? There is only one younger sister, you have the heart to let the siblings be separated?"

Some of Hanshan's disciples answered, "Farewell, Senior Brother Sun Liang, you may have forgotten that Taiqingzong's ruthless cultivation is a great achievement for everyone."

As soon as these words came out, Han Shan and the others snickered.

Suddenly, a shout of anger fell out of nowhere, and it exploded in everyone's ears——

"Bah! What nonsense!"

Another Taiqing disciple in blue with a crane pattern descended from the sky, with a long black iron whip in his hand, stepped forward and stood beside Pei Jing.

It was a high-spirited young female cultivator, she shook the long whip in her hand, and said imposingly: "No one of you knows what you are thinking, everyone is cultivating, who looks down on who?! What are you pretending to be innocent little white flowers here!"

Shen Zhexue lowered her head, trying to lower her sense of existence.

——Heaven, why did this aunt of Taiqingzong run out, does her suzerain father know? !

"It's Miss Leng." Han Shan's leader saluted slowly.

Taiqing Hanshan has the same spirit, there is actually a second half of this sentence.

——Never give up on the other side.

Leng Wenyan stunned the audience with a whip, and no one on Hanshan's side dared to confront him for a while.

On the contrary, Pei Jing said seriously: "Junior Sister Leng, I made a mistake, it's Little Red Flower."