Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The members of the Feng family never expected that they would hear such a sentence.

The world has been in constant chaos these years, Luohuashan City can maintain such a lively and prosperous scene in the chaotic times, it is all thanks to the protection of the Feng family.

Therefore, people in the mountain city always respect them when they see them.

When the evil spirits see them, especially their "Feng" sword, they will always show a look of fear, and they will either hit them or run away.

Today, this is really the first time they have seen each other.

The demon saw the word "Feng" and was indifferent to it. The first sentence he opened his mouth was not to call for beating and killing, but to tell them to do things.

What a hell!

The young woman was tongue-tied and almost didn't know how to answer.She was stunned for a moment, then stared at her almond-shaped eyes and said, "Where did you crawl out of some filthy place... Man, what an arrogant tone!"

She could have been more vicious, but this demon, with an inexplicably noble air, really couldn't say anything too harsh towards such a person.

But this does not prevent them from drawing their swords——

As soon as the demon's threatening words fell, those seven or eight disciples of the Feng family pulled out their long swords at the same time!

Qiang Qiang——

Hearing a few Jin Mings, the sword energy carried by those long swords has turned into a sharp point, heading straight for Wu Xingxue!

The next moment, I saw a figure disappearing - the sword energy pierced through, but missed the demon, instead went straight to the couch behind.

Only the sound of wooden pillars breaking sounded one after another, and sawdust splashed randomly.

The shopkeeper at the table was startled, moved a few steps hastily, and leaned towards the disciples of the Feng family for safety.

He had just finished moving when he heard a heavy bang.

The originally good couch collapsed to the ground because all four pillars were cut off by the sword energy, turning into a pile of waste wood.

Everyone in the Feng family was shocked.

"Where are people?!" They blurted out a question, but they heard the answer.

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice came from behind.

Everyone froze and turned their heads abruptly.I saw that demon teleported into the crowd at some point.

He stood behind a hapless disciple, pinched that disciple's wrist, and forced the other side's sword inward, with the blade resting on the disciple's own neck.

"You—" The disciple's expression was tense, his face was pale and blue, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

He tried his best to compete with the hand pinching his wrist, but to no avail, he almost gritted his teeth.

Just listen to the demon's voice softly and slowly: "Someone won't let me make too much noise, then I can only do this. In fact, it would be better to control the leader, but your leader is a girl, and it seems like you're going to fight indiscriminately." I'm like a disciple, so I have no choice but to wrong you."

"..."

He spoke very seriously, but the disciple almost vomited blood.

This statement has another meaning in everyone's ears: I can cure any of you, it just depends on who you pick.

Several disciples were so excited that their faces sank, and they wanted to raise their swords again.Hearing a muffled snort, the imprisoned disciple's sword edge moved a centimeter closer, making a light mark on his throat.

"Don't move!" The young woman shouted again.

Everyone clenched the hilt of their swords tightly and did not dare to move again.

The sword on the disciple's neck also stopped, and he didn't press down any more.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then moved a few small steps silently, and moved back to the table.

The young woman stared at Jianfeng, and finally spoke after a while: "When we entered the door, you said we were looking for someone?"

"Correct."

The young woman frowned, and looked at Wu Xingxue with a puzzled face.After a while, his eyes moved to the shopkeeper, and he whispered: "What's going on? Shouldn't it be the same as the previous disaster?"

The shopkeeper looked bitter: "It's the same."

The young woman glanced at Wu Xingxue again, and then looked at the shopkeeper: "Then who are you looking for? Shouldn't the person who disappeared—"

The shopkeeper waved his hands again and again: "Don't say it, don't say it! Fairies and elders, just let me find it."

The young woman was still a little dissatisfied, and turned her head to stare at Wu Xingxue: "Since you are so capable, you can control whoever you want, and you look like we can't do anything to you, then you..."

Her eyes moved, as if she had found some flaw, and said: "Then why do you ask us to help? It's just to find someone, and you can do it yourself. Let me think about it... Could it be because there are restrictions on the body? There are injuries? Because it is already the end of the battle at the moment, so you use your prestige to bluff us?"

They have often encountered bluff demons, so the more they say this, the more reasonable it becomes.

Several disciples clenched their swords again, trying to find the flaws in Wu Xingxue's body, but they heard him say, "That's not true."

The devil looked at them with thick black eyes, and said, "Because I can only kill people, and I can't do anything else."

Everyone: "..."

What Wu Xingxue said was the truth, but it was a threat to others.And this threat is clear, coupled with his eyes, it really doesn't look like a bluff.

The shopkeeper was furiously winking, but the disciples of the Feng family were still in a stalemate.

Seeing Wu Xingxue frowned, showing a hint of impatience, the young woman said, "Okay, let's look for it."

She took out a few paper talismans with the family seal from her bosom, and didn't bother to ask the shopkeeper for a vermilion pen. She wiped the edge of the sword with her finger, and asked with blood, "Who is the name of the person you are looking for?"

When entering the store, the shopkeeper asked the visitors, and everyone was registered.He recalled the names and surnames of the two visitors when they entered the store for the first time, and was about to answer.

But Wu Xingxue said: "Xiao Fuxuan."

The shopkeeper shut his mouth: "?"

The disciple of the Feng family opened his mouth: "???"

The shop was silent.

After a while, the shopkeeper trembled: "Huh?"

He said again: "That's not the name you reported when you entered the store... This name... Isn't this name belonged to that Tianxiu Shangxian... This..."

When he muttered softly, his expression was one of shock.

That's actually very normal, anyone who heard that Tianxiu Shangxian lived in his inn for two nights would probably look like this.

But at a certain moment, a trace of other expressions flashed through his shock, and it was fleeting, as if it had never been leaked.

But Wu Xingxue saw it.

It's like... happy?

But it seems that it is not to the extent of joy.It was more like a glazed bead that had been covered in dust for a long time, suddenly lit up for a moment, gathering energy.

Wu Xingxue thought back for a while, and felt that those eyes were somewhat familiar - just like the moment when Doctor Wu grabbed his robe hem and said "help me" to him when he was in Hua's house.

Could it be that the shopkeeper was also taken over by evil spirits, and his original soul was revealed the moment he heard "Tianxiu Shangxian"?

No, it's not like, besides, he doesn't have the slightest evil spirit on him.

what is that?

Wu Xingxue thought to herself.

He recalled what the shopkeeper said before, and suddenly found a very subtle problem——

The shopkeeper said that after the scholar and the book boy had an accident in the store, he remembered the advice of the people in the fairy gate, and felt that his inn was indeed like a disaster, and every inch of the ground was full of strangeness.So much so that he was haunted by nightmares and couldn't sleep at night.

So he asked Xianmen to help.

This sounded like nothing at first, but now that I think about it, it's a bit strange.

It's hard to sleep and eat, and I can't sleep at night. Why doesn't he move the shop to another place?He would rather keep a horrible coffin in the shop and keep a dead man who didn't know if it would get out of control, but he never thought of changing the place.

Why?

Don't want to change?Still can't change?

Is he reluctant to part with this place?Or for some reason, can't leave this place?

Wu Xingxue narrowed her eyes.

***

The shopkeeper just blinked, and felt a gust of cold wind sweeping from the back of his neck.Immediately afterwards, the hair-breaking blade reached his throat.

Wu Xingxue, who was carrying a disciple of the Feng family by his arms last moment, was behind him at this moment, as fast as a ghost.

He heard Wu Xingxue ask him in a low voice: "Afraid of this place, and won't leave here... Are you guarding something?"

This question is like making a hole in the envelope.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up again, and his whole body shook, as if he had suddenly woken up from a long dream.

He opened his mouth with trembling eyelids, as if he was trying to say something, but he pursed his lips again and shook his head with difficulty.It's as if he wanted to say something, but he was bound by something and couldn't say it, and even had to deny it, expressing the opposite meaning.

This reaction was really weird, but it confirmed Wu Xingxue's guess.

He heard the shopkeeper babbling earlier, thinking that the other party was naturally talkative.Whether the little girl devours her biological father, or the young master devours the book boy, they can clearly explain it in a few words, but the shopkeeper wants to start with "the jade essence is born in the backyard".

Thinking about it now, it seems that he tried his best to speak within the limits of what he could say, trying to make the listener understand the hidden meaning behind it-this place is unusual, but I can't leave.

Wu Xingxue asked again: "Are you guarding a thing, or a place?"

"Who made you guard?"

"and also……"

Will Xiao Fuxuan be there...

The shopkeeper tried his best to open his mouth again.

Perhaps in these years, he has babbled the same words to many people, but the people who heard them were either panicked or fearful, and no one thought about it.

Now, he finally met someone who asked this sentence, so no matter what, he had to say one more sentence.

The shopkeeper asked Wu Xingxue in an extremely hoarse voice, "Do you know...why this place is called...Luohuatai..."

Wu Xingxue was startled, and a sentence flashed in his mind:

"Do you know why that place is called Fallen Flower Terrace?"

***

It was a long night in Xiandu.

Wu Xingxue, who was still King Ling, finished her work and returned to sit in the spring breeze. After dismissing two chattering boys, she took a pot of fine jade spirits and climbed up the high jade eaves of the Yao Palace.

There was white mist floating on the edge of the eaves, and he leaned on it with one leg propped up, as if sitting on the end of a cloud.

After drinking three cups of wine, he felt a little lazy and sleepy, so he lay down on his back with his elbows pillowed on his head, and conveniently put on the mask he always wore.

Not long after, he heard movement in Yuyan, as if another person had come up.

Footsteps came from the other end of the jade eaves and stopped beside him.

After a while, his mask was lifted a little.It wasn't lifted completely, only a corner was lifted from the chin.

Then, Xiao Fuxuan's voice resounded in the night: "You drank my wine."

The upper half of Wu Xingxue's face was still covered by the mask. He didn't bother to move and didn't open his eyes, so he replied in a soft voice: "You are unreasonable. I have three pots of jade, and two pots are My own, one pot is from you, how do you know which pot I drink. "

Xiao Fuxuan replied, "I can smell it."

The night wind in Xiandu made people's ears itchy, and the mask was a bit noisy, Wu Xingxue squinted his eyes.

He sat up, lifted his mask, and handed the jug to the person beside him: "Return it to you."

Xiao Fuxuan didn't answer, and said, "Return the whole pot to me next time."

Wu Xingxue glanced at him, and tapped on the jade eaves with her fingers.Then the two little boys ran out of the house, stood under the eaves and raised their faces and shouted: "My lord, what is your order?"

Wu Xingxue said to them: "Bring me another pot of jade, Tianxiu asked me to return it to him."

The two little boys turned their eyes to look at Xiao Fuxuan with their sleeves tucked into their sleeves, and said, "Dangtang Tiansu, so stingy."

Wu Xingxue smiled there with her legs propped up.

Xiao Fuxuan looked down at the two young ones, and said flatly, "Be more aggressive, and my south window will be emptied."

"..."

The little boy was wronged, couldn't reply, and ran away.

Wu Xingxue insisted on pouring three cups for Xiao Fuxuan as well, thinking that half of the pot should be returned.

When Xiao Fuxuan raised his head and finished drinking, he saw Wu Xingxue pointing to a certain place in the human world under the fairy capital and said: "It seems that the Luohuatai is lit up, today is the third day of March?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "You mean the human calendar?"

Wu Xingxue said, "Well, it should be that the mountain city is lit up on the third day of March, and it is very lively. I will go to see it occasionally."

Xiao Fuxuan looked at the faintly visible lights under the guidance of King Ling. He had some impressions there. He had once entered the mountains inadvertently, but it was not the season and he did not see the mountain city.

Wu Xingxue looked at it for a while and said, "Do you know why that place is called Luohuatai?"

Xiao Fuxuan turned to look at him: "...why?"

Wu Xingxue said: "A long time ago there was a sacred tree there, which was earlier than the Lingtai. The land where it grew was full of jade essences. When the flowers fell, it stretched for twelve miles, so it was called Luohuatai. Now there are some jade essences there. What remains."

Many gods have heard of the sacred tree, but they know very little. There are rumors that the sacred tree has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and there are also rumors that it is false.The only constant rumor is that after the Lingtai appeared, the Shenmu no longer existed, as if it had never appeared before.

People in the later world often wonder why a place with few flowers and trees and later known as a mountain city is called "Luohuatai".

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at Wu Xingxue and asked, "Then how did you know the origin of Luohuatai?"

Wu Xingxue said, "I was born there in the first place."

***

Because of the shopkeeper's words, Wu Xingxue remembered some bits and pieces about Luohuatai, and then thought of the newly born Yujing in the backyard of the shopkeeper's inn...

He immediately knew what was guarding here and where Xiao Fuxuan was.

Maybe the sacred tree didn't really cease to exist, but for some reason, it was banned by the Lingtai Heavenly Dao.

He didn't know how Xiao Fuxuan was taken in, he only knew that if he wanted to go in now, he could only find the entrance of the forbidden area.

Wu Xingxue raised her eyes abruptly, and asked the shopkeeper, "Where is the crack in the stone where your jade branches grow?"

Since Yujing followed Shenmu, she couldn't go wrong staring at the newborn jade branch.

The shopkeeper said dryly: "In the yard."

The courtyard of this inn is also built on the hillside, divided into three steps, forming a half-enclosed circle around the entire inn.

On the first level, a well was dug, a pergola was built, and rocks were piled up all around.On the other two steps, some trees of Duofuduoji were planted, and rocks were piled under the trees.

The huge yard is full of stones, slates, and stone cracks everywhere.

But he had to find the most accurate location. After all, if he didn't want people to notice the forbidden place, the entrance would definitely not be big.

Wu Xingxue swept around and asked the shopkeeper, "Which rock crack?"

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and pointed to the left, Wu Xingxue glanced at the direction he was pointing at, then turned around quickly and walked in a completely opposite direction.

Shopkeeper: "..."

Since it is a forbidden place, since the shopkeeper is restricted, he is not allowed to say anything.Then what he was referring to must be false.

This kind of fake place must be as far away from the real place as possible.So although the shopkeeper couldn't say it directly, Wu Xingxue was able to explain why.

He walked some distance and asked the shopkeeper again.

This time the shopkeeper paused for a moment, and pointed to the southeast.

He thought that the other party would touch him towards the northwest, but this time Wu Xingxue believed him again.Unbiased, he walked towards the southeast where he pointed.

Shopkeeper: "..."

After several times, the shopkeeper failed, but Wu Xingxue was very precise.

In the end, he stood beside a very inconspicuous stone pile.

It is like the stones that have been peeled off from the courtyard wall by the wind and rain, piled up in such a mess in the corner, no one takes care of it, so that it is covered with moss, and there are almost no gaps.

Wu Xingxue raised her hand and touched the cut-off wall, then turned her head and asked the disciples of the Feng family: "Everyone, will you make a hole out of thin air? The one with less movement."

The disciples of the Feng family looked at each other, they seemed to be still in the shock of Xiao Fuxuan who disappeared, and they were a little absent-minded.

Especially the girl in the lead.She held a few soul-seeking talismans in her hand, and before she had time to write down the name Xiao Fuxuan, there was no need to use them.

After hearing Wu Xingxue's question, she was stunned for a while before she realized, "You can try it, but what if it doesn't work?"

Wu Xingxue looked at them and said, "Then I can only make the commotion as loud as possible."

Simply open and close, and affect the illusion until it is about to collapse, those relatively hard and stable places should be the most strange.

The more Wu Xingxue thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, so he decided to do it.

At that moment, the night in Gaomiao, Luohuashan City, was suddenly thick with clouds, thunder and lightning, and even the half-collapsed courtyard wall began to vibrate violently, like teeth chattering uncontrollably in extreme cold.

Wu Xingxue's pale fingers were already curled up.

He was about to rush out with all the energy in his body, when he felt a hand stretch out from the mountain mist and hold him.

He asked in a daze, "Xiao Fuxuan?"

The next moment, he curled his tense fingers to relax.

Thick fog was blowing in his face - he was pulled into the forbidden area by that hand.