To live in the floods [ floods ]

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Hongyun looked up and counted the mountaintops surrounded by misty clouds.

"One, two, three, four, Kunlun Mountain is the second peak from the left, and this is it." Hong Yun walked into the fourth unnamed peak with only one sentence left in his hand.

This mountain is obviously relatively barren in the Kunlun Mountains. The most direct evidence is that there are no spirit beasts at the foot of the mountain, but the monsters are mostly ordinary beasts.

Hong Yun circled round and round with a sad face, and even used his consciousness, but he still couldn't find the cave mentioned by the mysterious person who saved his life.

"Is there really a cave on this mountain?" Hong Yun muttered softly, out of trust in her benefactor, Hong Yun circled around the foot of the mountain without a clue.

Until an hour before the appointed time, the piece of paper that Hong Yun held in his hand suddenly ignited without fire, and the remaining ashes floated in the air, condensing into a small arrow.

Confused, Hongyun followed the arrow and walked forward. The arrow stopped in front of a bush, and Hongyun passed through the bush, only then did he see a small cave entrance.

"It's too secretive." Hong Yun walked cautiously into the cave, always feeling as if she was doing something shady secretly.

Going back for dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear, the tunnel gradually widened, and the front revealed light.Hong Yun went all the way to the middle of the cave, only to find that the roof of the cave was hollow, and the sunlight shone down from the small hole on the roof.

In the cave, there was another person standing with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in gray clothes, with a burly figure and a silver mask on his face. Hong Yun became excited instantly.

"benefactor!"

Shang Qian coughed lightly, and said in a bold male voice that made her very uncomfortable: "Where is the thing?"

Hong Yun smiled, winked, and had a good appearance but forced a little obscenity. He took out a bunch of jade boxes: "It's all here."

"Fifty ginseng fruit. Ginseng fruit will fall when it meets gold, wither when it meets wood, melt when it meets water, burn when it meets fire, and enter when it meets soil, so it can only be preserved in a jade box."

Hong Yun leaned over and said furtively.

Shang Qian twitched his lips, wondering why Hong Yun insisted on showing some kind of sneaky appearance of an illegal transaction when they were doing things aboveboard.

Shang Qian put all the jade boxes into his sleeves with a wave of his sleeves, and then heaved a long sigh.

"Ugh--"

Hong Yun was puzzled: "Fellow Daoist, did you encounter any troubles?"

Hong Yun thought to himself, this is his benefactor, and there is no way to repay his life-saving grace. If the benefactor encounters any troubles, he must reach out to help.

But the benefactor didn't speak, just looked at him for a long time with a kind of pity, which made Hong Yun's hair stand on end.

"Alas—" Shang Qian sighed again, and the regret in his eyes made Hong Yun fight uncontrollably.

Hong Yun couldn't help taking a step back, and tremblingly said: "Benefactor, friend, why are you sighing?"

Shang Qian glanced at Hong Yun, shook his head, and said nothing.

"Benefactor, but what's wrong with me?" The more Shang Qian was like this, the more afraid Hongyun became. In addition, he was hunted down just now, so he was like a frightened bird. Now that he saved his benefactor, it was a pity. Looking at himself with an expression, Hong Yun was so frightened that the two trembled.

Shang Qian seemed unwilling to say more: "It's nothing, it's just... If you can, please express my condolences to Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi for me."

Hong Yun was even more frightened, and told Zhen Yuanzi that the mourning had changed, what did this mean?In the entire prehistoric world, he is the only one who is close to Zhen Yuanzi, who mourns and obeys changes, whose sorrows and whose changes?

"Benefactor, please show me a way out." The more Hong Yun thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she collapsed on the ground with ashen complexion and trembling with fear.

Shang Qian reckoned that the heat was almost ready, so he said seriously, "Have you encountered abnormal things frequently during this period?"

Something out of the ordinary?Hong Yun desperately recalled, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Yes, there is such a thing. I seem to be very lucky during this period of time. I found several spirit treasures in a few months."

"There is also that Kunpeng. I have no grievances with him in the past, and I have no vendettas in recent days. He suddenly jumped out and wanted to kill me." Hong Yun burst into tears again.

Shang Qian said slowly: "Fellow Daoist, you may have heard a saying - when things go wrong, there must be demons."

Shangqian is kind and seductive: "Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. There will be neither pies nor knives in the sky. Fellow Daoist Hongyun has experienced pies and knives in just a few months. Could it be Don't you feel anything wrong?"

For a moment, Hong Yun had various thoughts in his heart.

After a full cup of tea, Hong Yun suddenly realized, and said bitterly: "But those two in the West want to kill me?"

"I'm not afraid of my benefactor's jokes. In fact, my friend has already analyzed this point for me and told me to be careful and stay away from those two in the west. It's just that I have always been stubborn and refused to believe him." Hong Yun leaned against the cave wall dejectedly. superior.

He grabbed his hair with both hands in confusion, with a painful expression on his face, he said to himself: "No, I can't implicate Zhen Yuanzi, I have to find a way..."

But the lofty sage wants to plot against others, so how could the plotted person escape.

It was the first time that Hong Yun hated her bad intentions so much. If she hadn't given up the futon at that time, she wouldn't have ended up today, and she wouldn't have hurt her friends who had been protecting her.

Shang Qian was not in a hurry, and waited until Cong Yun calmed down a bit before she said slowly, "Then why don't you turn passive into active?"

Hong Yun stared at her blankly.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Shang Qian pointed out, "After all, those two owe you a kindness, so why don't you give them a chance to repay the kindness?"

Hong Yun quietly pricked up his ears.

Shang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became softer: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun has such great kindness for those two. If Fellow Daoist Hongyun joins the Western Sect, those two will definitely give Fellow Daoist Hongyun a high position."

"If something happens to Fellow Daoist Hongyun in the west at that time..." Shang Qian had a lot of meaning.

Hong Yun clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "If I became a member of the Western religion, but something happened to me in the West, then those two must have said something wrong and couldn't explain it clearly. The cause and effect owed."

As soon as Hongyun figured it out, she couldn't wait to go to the Western Paradise to deal with those two hypocrites who will revenge their kindness.

However, after going through life and death, Hong Yun has matured a bit after all, he barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, and bent down to Shang Qian.

"If the benefactor has an errand in the future, Hongyun will do his best." After thinking it over, Hongyun returned to his usual unrestrained appearance, and made a promise cleanly.

Shang Qian agreed with a smile, this is what she was waiting for.

A few days later, a friend of Shangqian who was in the west sent news that Daluo Jinxian Hongyun had joined the Western religion and was honored as the deputy head of the Western religion.

The businessman who got the news smiled, and the Spy No. [-] plan was initially completed.

She didn't expect Hong Yun to be able to gain power in the hands of the second sage of the West according to Hong Yun's intelligence, but she felt that this plan was worth the money if she could deal with the second sage of the West.

What could make those two in the West feel better than seeing the obtrusive creditors always jumping up and down under their noses, not only can't get angry, but also provide him with delicious food and drink.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed, the situation has changed, and many things have happened.

The struggle between the witch clan and the monster clan became more and more intense, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the great Luo Jinxians in the heavenly court would fight every few decades.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have a large number and are of the same origin and powerful in combination. The Heavenly Court of the Monster Race headed by Emperor Taiyi, although the number of top powerhouses is relatively small, is superior to being led by Emperor Jun Fuxi, two great gods who are good at calculation and divination. , and the power of the lunar sun and the sun combined with many stars, the battle was quite evenly divided for a while.

The one who traded money was very peaceful. Most of the time, he alternately practiced between Kunlun Mountain and the human resident. He went to give Laozi Yuanshi Tongtian Qingan a lesson every now and then, and occasionally went to Hongjun and Nuwa 33 days away. Occasionally educate Sanxiao Zhao Gongming, and call Duobao to "instill knowledge" from time to time.

The most worrying thing is that he couldn't find an opportunity to find a hatching tool bird for his two apprentices who hadn't hatched yet.

Until this day, Shang Qian was taking care of the spirit grass on Qilin Cliff as usual, when suddenly a bloody figure rushed in.

"I also ask Lady Shangqian to save the human race." The woman who had been stained with blood so that she could not see her face knelt on the ground as soon as she entered, her voice was as shrill as a cuckoo crying blood.

Shang Qian's expression hardened quickly, she raised her hand and popped out a elixir to feed to the woman, and with a swipe of her sleeve, she drove Qingyun directly to the direction of the human camp.

"While walking, I said, I haven't been there for a hundred years, what happened to the human race?" Shang Qian looked serious and spoke quickly.

After eating the golden pill, the woman barely regained some vitality. When she heard Shang Qian's question, her eyes shed tears, and she cried, "I beg you, Mrs. Shang Qian, to be the master of my human race. My human race has always followed my mother's teachings and never provoked anyone else." It’s just that decades ago, the Wu Clan discovered that our human women can have intercourse with the Wu Clan...”

To sum up, the Wu Clan discovered decades ago that the combination of a human woman and a Wu Clan man could give birth to a half-witch. He and Nvwa discovered that they also spent great power to block the human resident.

This woman found a chance to escape to Kunlun Mountain to seek help from Shangqian after she was robbed to the Witch Clan.

"How dare you do that!" Shang Qian was furious. She didn't need to think about how the human women who were plundered to the Wu Clan would be persecuted.

Shang Qian could no longer suppress his anger, and directly grabbed the woman to use his natal escapism.

When the two rushed to the human camp, it happened that a group of witches were massacring and looting wantonly, and the sound of mourning resounded through the sky.

Shang Qian was trembling with rage, with unconcealable anger in his eyes, he waved his hand and counted auras, directly chopping all the witches into pieces.

Shang Qian has never felt so angry at this moment. The human race was born under her nose, drilled wood to make fire, created words, spread myths...but this disaster of genocide was in vain.

"You pack up your things and prepare to move out of Buzhou Mountain. I'll go to the Wu Clan for an explanation." Shang Qian took two deep breaths, managed to calm down, and turned into a stream of light towards the Wu Clan on the other side of Buzhou Mountain.

"The front is our witch tribe's resident, come and stop!" There was a burst of shouting, and a few big men with naked upper body holding stone axes and spears appeared in the air, looking at Shang Qian vigilantly.

Shang Qian stopped in his tracks, with a stern expression on his face: "Let your ancestor witches come out and talk to me."

Several big men looked at each other, motionless.

Shang Qian sneered, flipped his right hand, and the Yehuo Honglian flew out, turning several big men into ashes.

"Don't dare to hurt me, great witch!" Two figures emerged, one pierced with a fire snake, and the other with a tiger's head. They were Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang among the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Zhu Rong, who had his ears pierced by fire snakes, obviously knew how to trade money. He said cautiously: "You are the first disciple of the Tongtian Saint? Why did you come to my clan today and kill my clan members for no reason?"

Shang Qian stared wide-eyed: "Then why did you kill the human race I protected for no reason?"

Zhu Rong's eyes flickered, and he said vaguely: "The law of the jungle is the rule... You are not a human race, what position do you have to intervene in the affairs between our two races?"

Shang Qian sneered: "Do you know that the human race is the race created by Empress Nuwa? Do you know that the human race is the place where my master and two masters proved their way? , why am I not qualified to intervene in this matter?"

"Could it be that the Wu Clan despised the Empress Nuwa and the Sanqing Saints, so they dared to attack the Human Clan!" Shang Qian asked.

Dare to bully the human race, Shangqian gritted his teeth secretly, not to let the Wu race be speechless and pay the price, she would be sorry for the books she had read under the red flag!

Qiang Liang with the tiger head body retorted: "You are making unreasonable words!"

"Then you admit it!" Shang Qian insisted, "You Wu Clan just despise the saint and want to step on the saint."