Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

In the guest room, Wu Xingxue suddenly opened his eyes.

He was a little surprised that he actually fell asleep just now.

Almost everyone in the city has heard that he has a quirk when sleeping at night—the quieter the better, but he can't.Quiet, he can't sleep all night, he likes to be noisy.

He once joked with the old housekeeper in the house: "Simply raise a small theater troupe and let them sing with gongs and drums, then I will be able to sleep until dawn."

The old housekeeper's face was livid, and he said "outsiders are not safe", and then tied staggered flower protection bells to the flower trees outside the window, and raised all kinds of birds, which can ring when they fall on the branches.

As a result, there are neither troupes nor birds here.There was also an "accompanying cell leader" who was stuck in the room without saying a word, and he actually fell asleep.

"Xiao Fuxuan."

Wu Xingxue turned over and sat up, and heard the tinkling of small bells.He almost didn't know what night and what night, thinking that he had returned to the capital.

However, there was no sound of chains on the magpies.

Wu Xingxue looked down, and found that there was a very thin silver thread tied around her wrist, and a silver bell from nowhere hung on it.

On the other end of the silk thread, Xiao Fuxuan's finger was fastened.

Isn't this the kind of bell that protects flowers in his house?

Is this treating him like a tweed, or treating him like a bird?

Wu Xingxue raised her head while hooking the silk thread, and was about to ask the person who tied the bell for him, but she saw that the other person was leaning against the wall with his head down and holding his sword, lifeless.

This is……

***

This is the separation of consciousness.

After nightfall, as soon as the person on the bed fell asleep, Xiao Fuxuan released his consciousness.

The night at Taohuazhou is very dark, covered with the unique fog on the water.

The inspecting disciples of the Hua family walked around with lamps.

"How many senior brothers are left next to the Flower Cutting Hall?"

"Two, the Patriarch is not happy if there are too many."

"Well, where is Mr. Doctor Wusheng?"

"There are more over there, twelve."

"Sir will not leave the customs until noon tomorrow, have you explained to the new junior brother? During this period, if anything happens, the husband will not leave the customs. Once he comes out, all previous efforts will be wasted. Tell them not to disturb anyway."

"I've explained it."

They talked softly and passed by Xiao Fuxuan's consciousness, but no one noticed.

Xiao Fuxuan walked through the crowd like this, walking towards the depths of a bamboo forest.

He is no stranger to the entire Peach Blossom Island, and he still remembers all the directions.

In the depths of the bamboo forest is Book Pavilion, the one used by the owner Hua Zhaoting.There were no guards in the Shuge courtyard, but a few sweeping disciples were busy carrying lamps and buckets.

Xiao Fuxuan took a glance, didn't stay long, turned around and walked in another direction.

When passing through a deserted long corridor, a vague voice suddenly asked, "Are you looking for something?"

The night was dark and the corridor was silent.To Xiao Fuxuan's ears, this voice should appear very abrupt.But he didn't even move his eyes, and still walked forward, as if he was used to it.

"What good things can this Peach Blossom Island have?" the voice muttered, still very vague.

Xiao Fuxuan still didn't answer, passed the covered bridge and flower path, and went straight into a deep courtyard.

The word "Jianhuatang" is written on the gate of the deep courtyard, which is the residence of Hua Zhaoting, the head of the Hua family.

There was not a single disciple in the courtyard, so it was quiet.The house was lit with lights.Hua Zhaoting was still asleep, and was carrying a thin-mouthed copper pot, watering the row of flower vats in the corner.

He is much more sensitive than the younger disciples.

When Xiao Fuxuan entered the door with his spiritual sense, he straightened up suddenly, walked to the window and looked out, he hesitated for a long time before looking back, then shook his head and said mockingly: "Suspicious."

And Xiao Fuxuan had already swept across his entire yard, and was about to go out.

"It seems not here." The voice sounded again.

Hua Zhaoting, who is always sensitive, didn't notice it this time, as if only Xiao Fuxuan could hear it.

He kept walking and went to the third place.

The voice asked in bewilderment. "What exactly are you looking for?"

It didn't seem to care whether Xiao Fuxuan would answer or not, it just said to itself: "Oh——I know."

"I know what you're looking for."

"But so what if you find it?"

Xiao Fuxuan, who never answered, finally stopped.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at his waist, there was a small silver brocade bag hanging there.He opened the pocket with his fingers, revealing a corner of the white jade statue.

It was the one in his coffin.

The brocade bag was obviously small, but it could hold the palm-sized statue.

Xiao Fuxuan looked at it for a while, then sealed the bag tightly.After that, that indistinct voice never appeared again.

He stood silently for a while, then moved up again.

This time he went to the Peach Blossom Forest, a forbidden area, where the air was thick and foggy.There are special guard disciples standing around the perimeter of the woodland, strictly guarding against death.

But for his divine sense, it was not the slightest hindrance.

***

Xiao Fuxuan searched around, but found nothing.

When he left the woodland, he suddenly felt his ring finger move, as if being gently pulled a few times by the air, accompanied by the ringing of tiny bells.

This was the thread he tied before leaving the room, and Wu Xingxue was tied at the other end.

In this way, if something happens, he can go back in time.

But the silk thread was stretched to and fro, and it didn't look like something happened, but rather like a joke.

Xiao Fuxuan looked down at the ring finger, and was about to lift his foot back.

Suddenly, I heard a hundred insects moving behind me, and the whole peach blossom forest boiled like a boiling pot.Those demons buried in the ground, together with the disciples of the Hua family who came one after another, rushed towards the same place like coming from all directions.

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

He sighed lightly, and the next moment, his consciousness returned to his body.

***

The lights in the room were flickering, and the guard disciples outside were missing.

The person on the bed has already fallen to the ground.Obviously, he was given shoes before, but he didn't wear them now, and just stood by the window with his clothes on and bare feet.

The window was half opened by him, and the cold wind blew in.

He squinted his eyes and listened for a while, then grabbed the bell wire, turned around and said, "Xiao Fuxuan, what's going on outside? The noise is so loud that it's frightening."

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Immortal Tianxiu looked at him for a while without saying a word, then moved his lips and said, "I don't know, let's go on a pilgrimage."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

Wu Xingxue was silent for a moment, and said, "Is it a bit silly for me to ask whose pilgrimage is the saint now?"

The demons in the ground were running fast, and the disciples of the Hua family were as swift as the wind in a river.

In an instant, there was already a great uproar outside the courtyard.

Wu Xingxue held on to the window frame and looked at him eagerly.

Xiao Fuxuan pinched his eyebrows.

***

Wu Xingxue only felt that she was being tugged by the silk thread on her wrist.

The next moment, he clasped his wrist tightly.

"Close your eyes." Xiao Fuxuan's voice fell.

He felt that the wind of deep winter was engulfing the river tide, and he waited to open his eyes again.He stood in another place.

"Where is this?" Wu Xingxue glanced around.

"Peach Blossom Island Disciple Hall." Xiao Fuxuan clasped his hand and swept around.

All the disciples went after the evil spirits, and the entire disciple hall was empty.

Wu Xingxue took a look at Xiao Fuxuan, and suddenly asked him, "Did you fall into samadhi just as it was written in the script?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "...No."

"Oh." Wu Xingxue nodded, "It's not in samadhi, then it seems that I went out to find something."

Xiao Fuxuan suddenly turned around and looked at him.

After a while, there was a "hmm".

Wu Xingxue: "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, and said, "A thing that was taken away a long time ago and then brought back."

***

When Wu Xingxue killed Yi Wusheng's father, brother, wife and daughter, he was in Xiandu.When he arrived at Taohuazhou in Spring Banner City, he only heard a few sporadic follow-ups.

Rumors said that it was just an excuse for Wu Xingxue to ask the doctor Wusheng for help that year.

He is an unscrupulous devil, sitting in the entire Zhaoye City, with many demons and monsters under his command, what help does he need from a doctor?

He changed his appearance and pretended to be an ordinary guest staying in Taohuazhou just to find something.

It is rumored that the Hua family has a fairy treasure.After Wu Xingxue left Peach Blossom Island, that fairy treasure disappeared.

No one knew what that fairy treasure was, nor did anyone know why Wu Xingxue took it.I only heard that not long after that, that fairy treasure returned to Taohuazhou.

On the second day after the rumors came out, Wu Xingxue killed Xiandu.

Back then, Xiao Fuxuan didn't have time to figure out the connection, so he died with Xiandu.

Now that he came to Peach Blossom Island again, he wanted to find that thing.

And the person who took that thing back then was right in front of him, ignorant of the past, just listening to his words nodded and said: "No wonder, I see you have been looking around."

While speaking, another earth-shattering voice sounded outside the disciple hall.

It must be the evil spirit from the ground, who ran away from the guest room in the west, then turned around and came to the disciple hall in the east.

Wu Xingxue looked outside and asked Xiao Fuxuan: "Which places have you already looked for? Are there any places you haven't seen? How about we look for the rest?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Xiao Fuxuan: "There are also Xingtang, Qingxintang, Jingtang and Qiwuyuan."

……

So that night, at the suggestion of the big devil Wu Xingxue, Tianxiu Shangxian Xiao Fuxuan went around and brought all the demons accumulated in the Peach Blossom Forest for a hundred years, as well as nearly a thousand disciples of the Hua family, to put the entire Peach Blossom Island... Plowed again.

In the end, they settled in Qiwuyuan, where the doctor and doctor retreated.

And the Qiwu courtyard, which was supposed to be full of medicinal energy, was empty, and the people who were supposed to be retreating in the Qiwu courtyard were also missing.

"Where's the person?" Wu Xingxue swept around, but didn't see anyone.

Xiao Fuxuan suddenly remembered what he heard on the road before.

The disciple of the Hua family said: "Mr. Yiwu will leave the customs at noon tomorrow, and he can't move at all until then, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

"Why are you shutting down so fiercely?" Wu Xingxue mumbled after hearing this, "Since it's all like this, what can make him interrupt halfway and suddenly leave the level?"

He was about to search again when he suddenly heard Xiao Fuxuan say in a deep voice, "...I saw him."

Wu Xingxue turned her head following the sound and found Xiao Fuxuan standing by the window on the second floor, looking down.

He followed Xiao Fuxuan's line of sight, and saw countless dragons rushing towards under the Qiwu courtyard.In the splashing dust and deep mist, there was another person who staggered towards him following the demon.

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment: "Is that Dr. Wu? He's here—"

Xiao Fuxuan said in a deep voice, "Pilgrimage."

It is said that when the filth is at its worst at night, if a strong person invades, the demons on Taohuazhou will approach the strong person uncontrollably.

That is the nature that demons cannot suppress.