He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

After reading the jade slips, Qi Hanzhi couldn't find any records related to the two of them, and he was even at a loss as to what the name, nature and root of the "sacred tree" were.If it weren't for the Rong family's concealment and reservations, they could only treat this sacred tree as nameless and alone.

Difficult to do.

At dawn the next day, a young disciple hurriedly knocked on the gate of the courtyard: "Monarch, the suzerain of Kunlun has arrived, and the suzerain invites you to go."

Qi Hanzhi opened his eyes while adjusting his breath, Jindan's cultivation was as unshakable as a comatose immortal.Slowly pinched himself a cleansing technique, and then replied: "No."

"This..." The little disciple obviously didn't expect such a response. He was at a loss for words for a while, and he couldn't hear the movement in the courtyard, but he didn't dare to disturb the famous big devil, and finally said: "Don't dare to disturb the devil, disciple. Retire."

Linfeng Villa's hospitality is very rich, last night a group of maids came with clothes and spiritual food, but was rejected by the devil, and the servants who were waiting outside the courtyard were also sent away.

He intuited that there was something weird about this place.

The sound of footsteps outside the courtyard faded away, and there was no other movement. Qi Hanzhi stood up, straightened his clothes, and turned his head to look at the unconscious Xie Yunlian. Brother, let you be more decent."

Immortal Venerable would naturally not respond to him.

But after a while, there were voices from outside the courtyard, someone knocked lightly on the courtyard door three times, and only after Qi Hanzhi gave permission, did they come in.

Gui Yunji, the suzerain of Kunlun, still looked the same, with a tall crown and belt, and a handsome demeanor. He walked to the door, looked at Shangqi Hanzhi, and saluted slightly: "Junior Brother Qi, long time no see."

Qi Hanzhi's eyes moved slightly. In fact, he was less than half a month away from Kunlun. This time is no different from the snap of a finger to the thousands of powerful people in Shouyuan. There are so many, it's been a long time since I heard this title.

"Sovereign Gui, you don't have to call me like that." Qi Hanzhi had a rare bit of respect for this former elder brother, Gui Yunji, who looked like a scholar with a jade face, had a gentle temper, but was decisive in dealing with things. These years, he has cared a lot for Jindan Xiaoxiu "Qi Yan", but it's a pity that the relationship in the past should end with that false identity.

Gui Yunji smiled when he heard the words, and didn't say much, just said: "Let me see the younger brother?"

Qi Hanzhi paused, and stepped aside.

Gui Yunjiu walked to the edge of the collapse, leaned slightly, and raised his hand to touch Xie Yunlian's veins. As soon as his fingertips touched a little bit of flesh, a burst of powerful spiritual power erupted from Xie Yunlian's body!

Gui Yunji reacted very quickly and stopped, so he was not injured, his face was a bit stunned, his brows were pressed quickly, and his always smiling expression sank a bit.

Seeing the recovery of the skin and flesh scraped off by the spiritual energy on the fingertips, Gui Yunji looked at the sleeping man, and did not move again: "It's a good thing, the younger brother can protect the body instinctively, so the situation must not be serious."

Qi Hanzhi felt a little weird, but couldn't tell what was wrong for a while, so he could only ask: "Can you see what caused it?"

"No." Gui Yunji shook his head: "If he is always on guard like this, he will find a way, and it will be useless if I can't get close."

Without waiting for Xi Hanzhi to answer, he turned his head again: "Can you tell me about the situation that day?"

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Qi Hanzhi briefly talked about that day.

After listening, Gui Yunji asked: "After the junior brother killed the Shenmu, what happened to those puppets?"

Qi Hanzhi: "It lost control and stopped at the same place. After the secret realm was broken, all the people trapped in the realm appeared in one place, without puppets."

Gui Yunji nodded, thought for a while, and when he raised his eyes again, his expression was a bit complicated: "I have a guess... I must have heard about the chaos in Yanzhou 400 years ago."

Qi Hanzhi paused, nodded: "...Naturally."

"Back when Cen Yu planted a silk opera, all the puppets in the city were his resurrected body. They couldn't be expelled, so we had to kill them." Gui Yunji tilted his head, looked at Xie Yunlian who was on the couch, and looked at Qi Hanzhi's half sheet. There was no expression on his face: "I sealed off the entire city of Yanzhou with an array, and my junior brother killed the puppets until there was no more life in the city. Then I used the method of exchanging things for stars to sink the entire city of Yanzhou into the abyss."

Gui Yunji didn't go into details, it sounded no different from the past events of immortals in the cultivation world, but he didn't focus on that: "After this battle, the younger brother became a little different. The lives of ordinary people in the city are too heavy, and he always wants to find The method of cracking the screenplay."

Hearing his extremely calm voice, Qi Hanzhi asked, "And then?"

"There is no more." Gui Yunji sighed: "After Yanzhou, this is the second silk drama."

Qi Hanzhi came back to his senses a little, he had always had a good memory, so it was easy to recall it now.

After the blood puppet Rong Zi'an died, the fallen paper figurine had a fruit on it, and the people behind the scenes snatched it, but Xie Yunlian finally picked it up, and after that, Xie Yunlian sent him a voice transmission.

"There are still two blood puppets among Linfeng's disciples."

"I have done a little research on Silk Opera, and I can use the remaining spirits of puppets to detect traces of sorcery. It's inappropriate to say anything at this time, so please give me some pointers."

Xie Yunlian is extremely talented and has an astonishing understanding. Since he can locate the puppet through such a fruit, it is not impossible to say that he has researched the way to crack the silk opera.

Sure enough, Gui Yunji continued: "But I think he may have found it. After the secret realm was broken, the master of the silk opera did not come back to life, and the puppet disappeared. Perhaps the younger brother was exhausted and passed out because of the silk opera."

Qi Hanzhi followed the words sent by Gui Yun and looked at the unconscious man, his thoughts were confused and unspeakable for a moment. The decorations, including an exquisite thin-mouthed white porcelain vase, in which there is a flower at this time.

It didn't exist before.

The heart of the demons who had been quiet all year round seemed to have a pulsating hallucination at this moment. All the complicated things in Qi Hanzhi's mind faded away, but his eyes still fell on Xie Yunlian's face. The previous conversation fell into a kind of brooding.

After a while, he turned his head calmly and looked at the gentle-looking "big brother".

"Immortal Venerable has the common people in his heart, and his heart is full of righteousness. Since he has prepared for it, nothing big will happen." Mojun frowned slightly, as if thinking of something unpleasant, his tone was light, and he didn't seem to care at all.

Gui Yunji seemed a little surprised, he didn't know how to offend the devil, but he didn't say much, he just said: "For the current plan, I can only wait and see what happens, and when it is confirmed that there are no more puppets in the city, I will take him back to Kunlun .”

The word "Kunlun" obviously made Qi Hanzhi even more unhappy, his brows furrowed quickly, but he didn't say anything.

After checking Xie Yunlian's situation, Gui Yunji was about to leave, Qi Hanzhi saw him off, walked to the door, and suddenly called out as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "Eldest brother."

Gui Yunji turned around, a little surprised, but soon had a gentle expression: "What else is there for Junior Brother Qi?"

Qi Hanzhi tightened his hand on the door frame, pinching it, as if to relieve some uncontrollable emotion, after a moment of silence, he said: "A few days ago, I saw Xie Yin, and he told me, thank you The person Yun Lian admires is Lu Qingduan."

Gui Yunji was obviously taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "But I have no way of knowing."

"That's it." Qi Hanzhi lowered his eyes: "Brother, walk slowly."

Gui Yunji took advantage of the situation and said some comforting words before leaving.

Behind him, Qi Hanzhi drooped his eyelids slightly, hiding his dark eyes.

Lu Qingduan, the Immortal Sect of Dongling, was a man of the hour hundreds of years ago.Xie Yunlian, who was only in his teens at the time, naturally couldn't be ranked. When it comes to the cultivation world, the most praised genius is "East Lu Xigui".

Dongling Lu Qingduan and Kunlun Gui Yunji.

Both of them are highly talented people, and they are both direct disciples of the great sect in the current world. They are often compared by others, but they are different from the tit-for-tat that many people speculate. These two are best friends.

During those years when Lu Qingduan was still asleep, whenever he mentioned Gui Yunji with Qi Hanzhi, the word he used the most was "confidant".

A close friend who has been dead for hundreds of years, is rubbed into the romantic rumors of the younger generation, how could the real Gui Yunji have such a reaction?

He is smart and good at disguising.Choosing to pretend to be Gui Yunji, one is not familiar with him, and the other is that Xie Yunlian can be taken away logically.If Xie Yunlian hadn't instinctively rejected him, he might have taken him away right now, and there wouldn't be any unnecessary words later.

What this person said sounds natural, but whether it is his identity as "Qi Yan", the Yanzhou Rebellion 400 years ago, or Xie Yunlian's way of dealing with silk drama, after careful consideration, one can find that these words There are not many hidden details in it.

Half of it is known to everyone, and the other half is based on the fact that no one knows to make up.

Qi Hanzhi closed the courtyard door, turned around and went back.

Xie Yunlian was still sleeping peacefully on the couch. In the thin white porcelain vase on the low table, small light pink flowers bloomed just right. A broken branch from a flower tree is inconspicuous.

He only felt some subtle strangeness before, until he saw this flower that appeared suddenly, then he pretended to be affected by his emotions and spoke out to test him.

It may be hard for others to imagine, but it seems that the upright and unkind fairy has a little hobby. Every morning after going out to practice swords, he will pick a fresh flower and put it on the bedside of his Taoist companion.

This has been the case for a hundred years, until... not long before the two reconciled.

Xie Yunlian, are you watching?

Qi Hanzhi looked at the sleeping man, and had a vague guess in his heart, which lacked some verification.