Fu Luan

Seven days later, Qi Feng took a team of 20 soldiers and set off to leave Beijing.

Ming Jin seemed to be displeased on the surface these few days, but when it came time to leave, he was still awkward to give it away, but he was an emperor, it was not good for him to condescend to give someone away in private, so he pulled him up. Le Wuyan and Xu Youming together.

Le Wuyan and Xu Youming climbed up the city wall, and when they looked around, they saw two people talking and chatting together under the city gate ahead.

After watching for a while, Le Wuyan couldn't help laughing: "It's nice to be young..."

Xu Youming also glanced sideways, but didn't make a sound.

Le Wuyan smiled and raised his eyebrows: "What? Am I wrong?"

Xu Youming: "You are only 20 years old."

Le Wuyan: "I'm talking about you, an old monster over 300 years old."

Xu Youming didn't refute, and motioned to him: "The morning sun is rising."

They came out early, and only now will the morning glow fill the air, and the red sun will come out from behind the clouds.

Le Wuyan asked curiously: "Is it because the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the sunrise is always seen first in the east of the cultivation world, and the first ray of sky also falls to the cultivation world first, so there is a world between that side and the ordinary world here?" difference?"

Xu Youming paused slightly: "Such a statement has never been made before."

Le Wuyan said: "I think that's how it is."

"Well," Xu Youming nodded, "everything happens for a reason, maybe it is true."

The two people below were still reluctant to leave, Le Wuyan glanced again, pouted and said: "I always feel like I forgot something."

Xu Youming: "What did you forget?"

Le Wuyan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I can't remember it all at once, I'll think about it again."

Below the city gate, Qi Feng had gotten on his horse, his black gold armor shining brightly in the morning light.

Ming Jin looked up at him, his gaze paused, and he saw his shadow in Qi Feng's lowered eyes.

"You dare to get on the horse before I leave, how brave you are." Ming Jin scolded, but her tone was not serious, as if she couldn't get her energy up.

"I told you to go back, but you have been refusing to go," Qi Feng motioned him again, "Go back to the palace."

Ming Jin: "Anyway, you just don't miss me at all."

Qi Feng said helplessly, "So what exactly do you want?"

Hearing his tone, Ming Jin felt uncomfortable, especially since this person is leaving today, it may be as short as half a year, or as long as he doesn't know when he will be back, and he is unwilling to say a nice word to him.

"No, you go away."

Throwing this sentence, he turned and left.

Qi Feng dismounted, took a step forward and pulled him back, Ming Jin turned to look at him, and said fiercely, "What are you doing?"

Qi Feng looked at him, his throat rolled, and he said after a while: "You, wait for me to come back."

Ming Jin: "That's not necessarily the case. If I see someone who is more suitable for dual cultivation with me one day, that's also..."

"Wait for me to come back." Qi Feng interrupted him, squeezed his wrist with a little force, and insisted.

Being stared at by Qi Feng, Ming Jin's face became hot for a while, and finally changed her words: "Let's talk, it depends on my mood."

Qi Feng's hand slid down from his wrist, palms pressed against him, and gently held him: "Wait for me."

Ming Jin withdrew his hand: "Okay, I got it, don't you bother me, you can go now."

Qi Feng remounted his horse, looked down at him quietly for a moment, nodded, and rode away with his men.

Ming Jin stood there without moving until that figure disappeared into the glow of the sky.

On the city wall, Le Wuyan suddenly said: "I remembered, I forgot something."

Xu Youming looked at him: "What?"

Le Wuyan said: "Qi Feng went to the border, and Ming Jin loses his temper in the future. Do you want me to coax you? I don't want to, and you are not allowed to go."

Ming Jin is the second him, no one knows better than him how unreasonable it is to lose his temper.But he himself is himself, facing another person who is like him but not himself, if the other person loses his temper, he probably just wants to beat the person to death, let alone coax him patiently.

As for Xu Youming,...why does Xu Youming want to coax Mingjin?

Xu Youming said calmly: "You think too much, he is the emperor, most of it is people coaxing him and bearing his temper, we just need to enter the palace less often in the future."

Le Wuyan clapped his hands: "You are right, how could I have forgotten, he is the emperor."

When Ming Jin also walked up the city wall, he already had a smile on his face, and he was completely different from the person who was so gloomy when he came out early in the morning.

Le Wuyan clicked his tongue and said, "I thought you would follow him."

"I do think," Ming Jin muttered, and said sternly, "What Master said, naturally cultivation is more important."

Le Wuyan: "It's good that you know."

The sun had completely risen, the three of them went back to the city, Ming Jin specially ordered someone to make a detour and lead them to the east of the city.

Le Wuyan reminded him: "Going back to the palace or Huiwang's mansion doesn't seem to be going this way, right?"

"I know," Ming Jin said, "I will take you, Master, to see something good."

Le Wuyan didn't hold out any hope that he could really see anything particularly rare, so he just went, anyway, he had nothing to do when he returned home early in the morning.

There was a fairly large market in the east of the city. It was already crowded with people at dawn, and the chants kept coming and going, making it very lively.

There are also a group of people holding incense, with pious faces, flocking to the center of the market from all directions, as if they are afraid that they will be left behind if they arrive too late.

"What are you going to do, praying to God and worshiping Buddha?" Le Wuyan asked.

Ming Jin waved his hand: "Praying to gods and worshiping Buddhas may not be useful. Isn't there someone who is more powerful than gods and Buddhas in front of you?"

Le Wuyan was taken aback: "Us?"

Ming Jin smiled and nodded: "Yes."

When the car was parked, Le Wuyan opened the window and looked out. Not far ahead, there was a magnificently built Immortal Temple. There was a subtle sense of fit in this busy street.

Ming Jin smiled and said: "That's the National Teacher's Temple. It opened on the first day today, and all the people in the city came. In the later days, there will be more people."

If it weren't for the first-grade gold cover used in their carriage, they wouldn't be able to squeeze in.

Le Wuyan: "..."

Ming Jin has already reminded them: "Get out of the car and go in and have a look."

Le Wuyan finally smiled, and said to Xu Youming, "It's my disciple's heart, let's go in and have a look."

The three of them got out of the car and walked into the temple together.

Walking into the main hall, the first thing that catches your eyes is the two immortal statues standing side by side on the altar table in front.

Ming Jin beamed brightly and said: "Didn't Master say that other people have fairy temples before? Now you and Xianzun also have one, and it is the most prosperous geomantic omen place in central Beijing, not as good as the ones in the barren mountain villages in the frontier fortress. Keep going day by day, accumulating merit for the two of you, Master."

Le Wuyan: "...We are not Buddhist cultivators, so we don't need merit."

Ming Jin said: "That's not bad anyway."

Le Wuyan turned to Xu Youming, "Is this thing useful?"

Anyway, he has never enjoyed the admiration of the world, and it is almost as good as being reviled by thousands of people.

Xu Youming looked up at the statue in front of him, but he didn't make a sound, Le Wuyan continued: "But the power of faith always has some effect, I heard it will affect people's luck?"

After a long while, Xu Youming finally said, "It has an effect on the immortal root."

Le Wuyan: "Really?"

Xu Youming: "Really."

Le Wuyan naturally knows what the immortal root is. The immortal root will be born when the cultivation level reaches the body.

"The more power of faith, the faster the celestial root will condense. If you have become a fairy, the stronger the celestial root, the stronger the strength, and the higher your status in the fairy world." Xu Youming explained.

Le Wuyan: "For people like me who haven't yet given birth to immortal roots, apart from being able to change some luck and stop being so unlucky, it seems useless. It is useful to you, the immortal, and can make you be inspired by heaven faster. Soar up early."

Xu Youming: "...um."

Le Wuyan asked him with a smile: "So many people come to offer incense today, do you feel any changes?"

Xu Youming was helpless: "The power of this little bit of human faith has very little effect."

"But why do I feel that my luck has improved?" Le Wuyan said, "Intuition."

Xu Youming shook his head slightly and didn't say any more.

Ming Jin: "It turns out that the power of faith still has this effect? ​​Then when the emperor accepts others kneeling and worshiping three times every day, wouldn't it be bad luck to go to heaven?"

"How do you know that those people are not worshiping you and scolding you in their hearts at the same time," Le Wuyan interrupted his dream, "If the power of faith is not pious, it is useless at all. What are you thinking about?"

Mingjin: "...Okay."

"Let's go." Xu Youming said.

Walking out of the National Teacher's Temple, the outside is still a bustling market with people coming and going.

Xu Youming suddenly stopped and asked Le Wuyan, "Want to eat?"

Le Wuyan: "Huh?"

Xu Youming said: "You wait here."

He walked to the opposite side of the street, and there were many stalls selling snacks nearby. Xu Youming, who was dressed in a white robe and spotless, seemed out of tune with the hustle and bustle here.

But he stopped in front of a sugar stall, exchanged a few words with the vendor owner, and bought back a bunch of candied haws with two copper coins.

Le Wuyan saw him walking towards him with candied haws, and suddenly wanted to laugh. This person still remembered what he said casually before, that he would send Qi Sifan and Su Wanyue home back then because he fell in love with a bunch of candied haws in their hands.

Xu Youming approached and handed the things to him, with the usual look on his face: "Do you want it?"

Le Wuyan pretended to be reserved: "Xianzun, are you coaxing children again? Children only eat this."

Ming Jin on the side was eager to try: "Master, don't you want to eat it? Then I will eat it. Who said that only children can eat this."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pick it up, without treating himself as an outsider at all, Le Wuyan raised his eyebrows, slapped his hand away, and immediately took the thing over: "Do you want face?"

Mingjin: "You don't want to eat."

Le Wuyan: "Who said I don't want to?"

Mingjin had no choice but to forget it, and called a servant who ran errands to buy it for herself, and got into the car first.

Holding the bunch of candied haws in his hand, Le Wuyan suddenly smiled: "My luck is really getting better and better."

Xu Youming looked at him, Le Wuyan's eyes were full of smiles: "What does the Immortal think?"

Xu Youming nodded slowly: "Yes."

It was almost dusk, and the afterglow was like residual blood, covering the pier endlessly.

Seeing the blood in Xie Shigu's pupils, Qin Ziyu was startled and subconsciously backed away.

"Where are you going?" Xie Shigu asked again in a deep voice.

Qin Ziyu: "...please let me go, please."

Xie Shigu's eyes darkened: "Please? You want to leave me, and you want to leave me. You begged me just to leave me?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Qin Ziyu gritted his teeth, trying to calm himself down, "Why does it have to be like this, can't you let me go?"

"No." Xie Shigu said, watching him approach step by step.

Qin Ziyu wanted to escape, but Xie Shigu raised his hand and grabbed him hard.

Qin Ziyu resisted desperately, but was dragged in the direction of Xie Shigu by that invisible force.

"what are you doing!"

Yu Weiqiu's angry voice sounded behind him, followed by an attacking spirit weapon rushing towards Xie Shigu.

Xie Shigu loosened his grip on Qin Ziyu, glanced indifferently at Yu Weiqiu who was rushing forward, raised his finger, and the spiritual power from his fingertips cut off those attacking spiritual weapons instantly.

He looked at Yu Weiqiu as if he was looking at an ant, and could only say in disgust: "Get lost!"

Yu Weiqiu's eyes turned red with anger, he raised his sword and rushed towards him regardless.

"Don't—!" Qin Ziyu wanted to stop it before it was too late.No matter how impatient Xie Shigu was, he slammed out with a palm of spiritual power, using up to [-]% of his cultivation, Yu Weiqiu had no power to resist, and was knocked out by Qin Ziyu's terrified wide-open pupils, and fell on the ground hundreds of feet away. outside.

It fell to the ground like limp fleshy mud, unable to get up again.

Qin Ziyu's whole body was cold, and when he stumbled and rushed over, Yu Weiqiu's face was covered with blood, lying on the ground, unable to speak a word.

His seven orifices were bleeding, Qin Ziyu stuffed the pill into his mouth in a panic, and kept crying: "Brother Yu, hold on, swallow these, protect the true essence, hurry up!"

Yu Weiqiu's eyes have begun to slacken, and he can no longer do simple swallowing movements. He raised his hand with difficulty, trying to touch Qin Ziyu, but it was in vain: "Son..."

With only this one word, Yu Weiqiu didn't even call out his name completely, his hands dropped, his blood-stained eyelids drooped, and he completely closed his eyes.

Qin Ziyu probed his breath with trembling fingers, no, no heartbeat, no pulse, no pulse, even the dantian has become a dead silence, no more, nothing left.

Qin Ziyu was confused and refused to give up, desperately trying to send spiritual power to Yu Weiqiu, but it was useless.

His body trembled unceasingly and wept loudly until the people behind him approached again.

Caught off guard by a powerful sword intent that came suddenly, Xie Shigu spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated. Qin Ziyu took the opportunity to release the talisman Xu Youming gave him, restraining him in place, and took this opportunity to run forward desperately , Just as the spirit ship weighed anchor, the last one rushed aboard.

But with only a few breaths of practice, Xie Shigu broke through the restriction, flew up, and jumped onto the spirit boat that had already sailed away from the coast.

His eyes had completely turned blood red, and a voice in his consciousness kept bewitching him: "Kill him, kill him..."

Qin Ziyu backed away in fear, Xie Shigu shot suddenly, with spiritual power entangled in his palm, and hit his dantian.

Qin Ziyu's pupils dilated, and he was at a loss for a moment. The spiritual power flowing in his body seemed to be frozen. Before he could react, his body had already collapsed due to severe pain.

Qin Ziyu pressed his trembling hands to his dantian, and the circulation of spiritual power in his body was rapidly weakening.

The dantian has been shattered, and the spiritual root has been cut off.