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

Dozens of wooden bells fell from the sky and fell into the hands of everyone in Taiqingzong.

The carved bell surface is exquisite in workmanship, the deep purple tassels are full of spiritual light, and the black hair like a girl's satin flows softly, and the same color spar is tied under the bell, which contains spiritual energy, which is the trigger of the summon from the maid's mouth just now.

"This—" the little disciples exclaimed one after another.

Rao had known in advance that the maid was transformed by a puppet, but after all, not long ago, she was still uttering human words, like a living thing.

Unexpectedly, after half a cup of tea was not available, it was dismantled and turned into an object in their hands. The impact on people was really not small.

Just now there were very curious disciples who didn't dare to ask any more questions, and after hearing the elder's instructions, they followed Mu Ling's guidance to the arranged guest room like bunches of green grapes.

Most of the buildings in Dizijiangxi are high-rise buildings. The Yuanyou Building is as high as a hundred feet, and the interior is cut with space techniques, which can accommodate more than tens of thousands of people.

Shen Zhexue followed the wooden bell to climb the stairs layer by layer, until she was dizzy and there was no way to go up, and then she reached the place.

Eight doors were opened on the top floor of Yuanyou Building. Shen Zhexue stood still in front of the inner one, and shook the wooden bell, only to hear a crisp "ding", and the door opened without wind.

It was still a big suite.

Shen Zhexue stepped in, and when the wind blew behind her, the carved pagoda tree door closed by itself again, blocking Shi Yuan out without the slightest courtesy.

"What's going on?" Shen Zhexue wanted to turn around and open the door manually, but saw that the high and upright threshold was covered with a nearly transparent spirit screen at some point, as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was impossible to detect without looking closely.

Shi Yuan raised his hand, and put his palm on the entire spirit screen blocking the door frame.

Circles of ripples swayed on the barrier like ripples, which were obviously as fragile as paper, but softly dissipated Shi Yuan's spiritual impact.

Shen Zhexue was puzzled, "Is this still a rigid single room?"

He also stretched out his hand to try this spiritual wall, but this room belonged to him, and the spiritual wall would naturally not block it, so he touched it with one hand, as smoothly as nothing.

But the result of moving too fast is that Shi Yuan's hand hasn't been retracted yet.

This time, Shen Zhexue reached forward, and the palms of the two touched each other, feeling the temperature of each other's palms almost instantly.

Shen Zhexue shrank back like an electric shock, this action made him startled for a moment, then he lowered his arms unnaturally, looked sideways and said, "Why don't I ask the attendant to ask."

On the other hand, Shi Yuan put down his hand graciously, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The wooden bell rang, and the attendants of the emperor came quietly.

The attendant carried a palace lantern, which was [-]% similar in appearance to the previous maid, but this time it was a man, which shows that a certain Lingjun loved this appearance and mass-produced a large number of them.

After hearing Shen Zhexue's question, the new puppet attendant had a smile on his jade-like face.

It's a pity that the design of the smile is not very delicate, the whole process from the corners of the lips to the bending of the eyebrows is too slow in the eyes of the monks.

This led to the fact that when the corners of its lips were fully raised, the eyes remained the same, and the muscles of the face were moved. At a certain moment, the expression of the puppet seemed to be grinning and staring, which was extremely grotesque.

Although Shen Zhexue didn't have many contacts with puppets, she also knew the reason for this situation.

It is said that the truly pinnacle of puppetry can be fake and real, unlike Yuan Xiyan's method of taking human souls, it is only carved with wood and spiritual weapons, so that the puppet itself cannot realize that he is not a living person.

The soul puppets such as Lie Xing and Nan Zhiyue, which only existed in legends, were derived from this.

It is not surprising that a monk who is good at manipulating spells has a hundred or ten puppets under his command, but the humanoid puppets consume a lot of money. What they want is to make fake ones and endow them with personal power. If the monks are not capable enough, their humanoid puppets are more realistic in appearance The result will only give people a stronger sense of weirdness and disobedience.

Obviously, the emperor's son Jiangxi's Lingjun would not reveal such a big failure. If it is impossible, he can let the attendants wear a veil, but now let them walk around like this, that is intentional.

This is to tell everyone that in the huge sect, at least half of the moving things are not living things.

The attendant said in a clear voice, "The Emperor descends to receive the Heaven's eyes and ears, every word and deed can trigger karma, even in the residence of the Lingjun."

It's impossible to even visit each other.

Shen Zhexue waved away the attendants, and said to Shi Yuan, "Go and see which floor you are on."

The two were just going to the stairs when Shi Yuan's wooden bell rang, and they were next to Shen Zhexue.

Good guy, this arrangement is really... Shen Zhexue's forehead, it can only be said that it saves the effort to go downstairs.

But since they were not in the same room, Shen Zhexue didn't bother to look at the layout of the house, so she simply walked to the fence and looked down from a high place.

The Yuanyou Building is not the tallest building in Dizijiangxi, there is a high platform above it, piercing the sky, that is the Xingtai.

The star platform is like a sea needle, standing in the center of the huge suspended formation, and more than a hundred buildings, large and small, are built around it. The pavilions of the eight spirits occupy one side, and the back is a small residence for divination or meditation. .

The Milky Way is reflected into the nameless lake, and all the stars and moons are contained in it. A transparent suspended magic circle is floating between the two, and there are purple-clothed servants walking in it with lanterns, their robes fluttering, as if they were heavenly beings.

Looking from the railing, the nameless lake below Dizijiangxi looks like a sea without seeing the other side, and the star curtain is falling, ethereal and indistinct.

Shen Zhexue stared at the perception, unable to detect its depth.

The Great Formation of Fengxie is under the water of this lake.

Each of the three sects defended for a while, no matter what happened in the western formation that year, everything has sunk under this bottomless lake, and it is not easy to find a breakthrough.

What's more, what they represented this time was to come here with a false step, and Shen Zhexue could not act casually. We just had to see if there would be any new gains on the day of the opening ceremony of the sect.

Tall buildings can pick up stars, and Shi Yuan stands side by side with him.

As long as you tilt your head slightly and look along the shoulder line, you can clearly see the apprentice's straight shoulders and smooth jaw.

Shiyuan is emitting wind spirit at this moment, and it is extremely difficult to be detected by using the wind to detect.

Wind spirit roots are rare in the first place. It is not difficult to borrow wind power, but to integrate spiritual knowledge requires meticulous control of spiritual power, and it is even more difficult to practice to the point where it can be freely retracted.

A round of full moon broke through the cover of the clouds, and the mercury-like light poured down, illuminating the side face of the young man in an instant, outlining a clear outline.

Shi Yuan's eyes were tightly closed, his high nose bridge was immersed in the cold moon, his thin lips were pursed, suddenly it was the habit of his youth.

The night wind from the high place was cool, blowing against Shen Zhexue's cheeks, and the fingers in his sleeves were clenched together, and the feeling of déjà vu swept over him.

High platform, night, bright moon.

It's just that there is one more person beside him, which has become a different color for this night.

As the wind spirit walked through, Shi Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the long wooden ladder.

At the same time, Shen Zhexue also noticed a strange spiritual wave.

Jun Rujing, dressed in black, climbed up the steps and walked slowly.

The hem of his clothes embroidered with a star map dragged on the ground, and the moon entered the clouds. He stood still in the half-dark boundary, his appearance surpassed all the puppet attendants of the emperor, his eyes were as clear as glass, and the whites of his eyes Bluish, like a newborn baby.

He folded his sleeves and saluted, just as polite and polite as when inviting teachers to fight, and said: "Elder Shen is well."

Shen Zhexue was puzzled by his sudden visit, she and her disciple lived on the roof of Yuanyou Building, and it couldn't be that this Jingjun Siming was tired of seeing the scenery upstairs in his house and wanted to come to them to choose Look at it from a good angle.

"Mr. Jing is well. I don't know why Mr. Jing came to visit late at night." Shen Zhexue took half a step forward and looked at Jun Rujing.

The two of them are both of good looks, one of them has a spiritual root of ice, and the other is good at using cold mirrors, and they actually form an abyss in the moonlight that melts like water.

Jun Rujing smiled, but didn't look away, said: "It's about Elder Shen's disciple, please forgive me for coming here."

Without waiting for Shen Zhexue to reply, he said again: "The way of heaven is above, please ask the little Taoist friend Shi to stay away for a while."

The way of heaven seems to be like a brick in the emperor's descending, and it can be pushed up wherever it is needed.

The king is like a mirror, and the wind does not move, and there are many people who are stubborn about not leaving or speaking.

"Master, this disciple resigns." Shi Yuan frowned slightly, took the wooden bell around his waist, and his figure disappeared behind the heavy door.

Alone and cold, with cuffs full of heavy snow, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against the ground came from beside him, it was Jun Rujing who took two steps forward, closing the distance between them.

Shen Zhexue stared at the unpredictable King Jing in front of him, feeling increasingly weird in his heart.

Jun Rujing's alienated expression seemed to loosen a little, he looked at Shen Zhexue for a long time, as if he wanted to see some flowers on his face.

Shen Zhexue felt uncomfortably watched by him, frowned and took a step back, saying: "Mr. Jing, please speak directly."

"How are you recently?" Jun Rujing changed her tone from before, "You slept for five years after you came out of Taoling Secret Realm, are you all right now?"

"It's all right." Shen Zhexue said indifferently: "Didn't Mr. Jing come to see me to reminisce about the old days?"

Jun Rujing was stunned, and said after a while: "Yes, it was because of your apprentice..."

He raised his eyes, and Shen Zhexue's figure was reflected in his clear pupils, "Does Elder Shen know the hexagrams written by the emperor Jiangxi five years ago?"

"The wind blows Qingping, and the long winter falls into the night. No one in the world knows about it." Shen Zhexue asked: "Does Lord Jing have a new hexagram?"

Jun Rujing shook his head, "I am punished by the way of heaven, so I can't make a hexagram for the time being, but Elder Shen's apprentice had a predestined relationship with our sect, so we made a hexagram at that time, it's for 'the grass in the morning, the wind in the evening', there is echo phase."

"What do you want to say." Shen Zhexue's face darkened, "Does it mean that the long winter falls into the night because of Shi Yuan's fate?"

Seeing his reaction like this, Jun Rujing frowned, "Chaomu is not a long-lived person, but since he is still in peace, it is inevitable that he took advantage of other people's influence. Elder Shen is suffering from illness and has been in a coma for five years. Isn't it related to him?" .”

"You are like a mirror." Shen Zhexue said in a deep voice, including her first and last name, "I'm afraid you didn't say this on purpose. The emperor Jiangxi regards letting nature take its course as the rule. When did he become so generous?"

"Don't be annoyed." Jun Rujing implored: "I just remind you, Elder Shen, you are also a person chosen by the way of heaven. If you are willing to come to the emperor's son, our sect will not close the door."

To actually blatantly want to poach an elder, this emperor's son Jiang Xi is too confident!

"Shen has no such plan."

Jun Rujing took a deep look at him, as if trying to see someone from his face.

In the end, he folded his sleeves and said, "That's it, I'll take my leave first."

After Mr. Jing left, Shi Yuan pushed open the door. Seeing Shen Zhexue's angry face, he stepped forward a few steps and held his hand, "But what did Jun Rujing say?"

"I think it's very strange." Shen Zhexue's brows tightened slightly, "This Jun Rujing seems to be a little different from before."