sun and moon return

Xing Lan supported her head: "That's right. How's the Gu on his body recently?"

"It's okay."

"I heard that Feng Chan's son died." Xing Lan said flatly.

Feidao's eyes were still glued to the chessboard: "I heard that he is chasing and killing Jianyun everywhere."

Xing Lan was silent for a while, looking around: "Why are you playing chess here alone, where is your little apprentice?"

Feidao raised his eyes and glanced at Xinglan: "I'm retreating."

"It's so good." Xing Lan sat up straighter, and said seriously, "I found the Xiao Lan you mentioned in your letter."

Feidao stopped moving his hands, and looked up at Xinglan.

"Xiaolan is one of the 24 poisonous flowers in the demon world, but it disappeared hundreds of years ago. I also checked many ancient books before I found some information." He looked at Feidao as if asking for credit.

Feidao looked at him amusedly: "Do you still want me to praise you?"

Xing Lan snorted coldly: "You also know that thousands of years ago, the Demon Realm had a vast territory. It was fun to plant 24 poisonous flowers and test poisons with humans. However, after Qinglin established the sect of cultivating immortals, he gradually drove the demons to the northwest. Destroy all the poisonous flowers planted. During the period, many old demon heads of the demon race who knew the effects of poisonous flowers died, and 24 poisonous flowers disappeared." Xing Lan said in a low voice, "And the deer marsh, according to the classics I consulted , was the residence of a certain branch of the Demon Race back then, and it thrived on breeding owl blues. And that owl blue likes to grow in wet places, and the more poisonous the miasma, the more luxuriant the growth."

"In the records, Xiaolan can improve the cultivation base of the demons. When it is used on the human race, it will cause people to mutate. When human infants take Xiaolan to grow up, they can gain divine power, make their muscles solid, invulnerable, and increase their endurance And resistance. But there are also side effects, which may make people unconscious, indiscriminate between friend and foe, and become extremely aggressive."

"It seems that the deer marsh is indeed the origin of this disaster." Feidao was not too surprised, after all, even if he didn't investigate these things, he would have guessed about half of them.

"It seems that some people really use young children as seeds to raise aggressive monsters." Feidao said with a condensed expression, "The deer marsh belongs to Fengxia. It seems that after Luocheng's death, Fengchan took over Xiaolan's experiment."

"According to what Jianyun said, Feng Chan had no intention of letting Li Wenhe go into this muddy water, but Li Wenhe has always been worried about his lack of cultivation, and is very interested in Xiaolan's efficacy." Xing Lan said.

"Then how did he die on his own territory, in the heavily guarded Luzang?" Feidao asked thoughtfully.

Xinglan had a worried look on his face: "Jianyun's whereabouts are unknown now, and I don't know what happened in it. I can't rule out the possibility that he killed Li Wenhe out of selfishness."

Xinglan didn't know that Zheli was also lured to Luzhang at that time, and it didn't matter who killed Li Wenhe.

In the garden of the courtyard, there was a faint sound of flying hooves, and the crowing of warblers was mixed with the cries of young animals, which was quite eager.

Xing Lan couldn't help but look towards the courtyard, and asked rather interestingly: "You still have pets."

Fei Dao's eyes fell on Yunya, which was covered with a fallen leaf among the flowers, and it was staring eagerly at the flying birds in mid-air.

"The ones brought back from the void seem to be a family of spirit beasts." Feidao replied.

His astonished eyes passed over Feidao's face, and then turned to Yunya, Xinglan said, "You went to the Void Realm? But I heard that the spirit beast clan has been exterminated since the melee in Jiuxiao, and there are still survivors?"

Fei Dao's eyes turned back to the chess game: "Probably the orphan brought back by Qinglin from the Nine Heavens Realm."

A figure flashed in front of him, when Feidao raised his head again, he heard the sound of a wild beast guarding him from the garden, Xing Lan stood in front of Yun Ya, bent over and looked at it carefully.

"What kind of spirit beast is this?" Xing Lan looked at Yun Ya with doubts on his face.

Xing Lan picked up Yun Ya and went back to the pavilion. Yun Ya had rejection written all over her body, flapping her hairless fleshy wings, struggling angrily.

Xinglan's spiritual power surged, and the chess bullet in Feidao's hand fell into the pavilion, Yunya was so frightened that he trembled and stopped moving.

Xing Lan smiled in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and sent the fallen pieces to the chessboard, breaking the boring draw of Fei Dao's two-handed game.

"So, after the Nine Heavens Realm returned to chaos, Patriarch Qinglin broke in? No wonder he was able to explore the way of heaven and establish a school. I heard that the Nine Heavens Realm is very different from the spells we practice. If you can get one or two, then It may be of great benefit to cultivation." Xing Lan sighed.

Feidao paused, raised his head and asked, "Do you think people in future generations still want to enter the Nine Heavens Realm?"

Xing Lan touched Yun Ya's head, sneered and said, "I'm afraid I have to go through the Abyss of Void first, right?" After he finished speaking, he glanced up and down, "Why, do you want to go and see?"

Feidao looked up at him, but said nothing.

Xinglan looked at Feidao, then looked down at Yunya, and smiled meaningfully: "You don't think you are also a beast from Jiuxiao? Let me see if you have wings?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, crossed the chessboard, and grabbed Rafeidao's collar.

Feidao reached out his hand coldly to block it.

Suddenly, the aura of a third person appeared in the yard, and with undisguised hostility, Zheli appeared in Feidao's line of sight.

Xinglan was still playing around, Feidao glanced at him coldly, and pushed his hand away.

"Why did you change your attributes?" Xing Lan asked in a low voice, remembering that Feidao said he had gone to the Abyss of Void, he understood, and glanced at Feidao again, "Did you take him there?"

Zheli greeted Feidao, stood beside Xinglan, and stretched out his hand naturally, Yun Ya couldn't wait to jump from Xinglan's arms into Zheli's, sobbing as if to complain.

Zhe Li lowered his eyes to appease Yun Ya, looked up at Xing Lan, and his eyes fell on the right side of the faceless mask, on the tassel with a blood-red bead wrapped in a silver hollow carved pattern, look carefully, this hollow pattern, It is the shape of flowing clouds.

Zheli put Yunya down, and it came running up. He looked back and asked calmly, "Senior, come to heal Master again?"

Xing Lang smiled dryly: "By the way."

Zheli took a look at Feidao, and stretched out his hand towards Xinglan in a split second.

Seeing this, Feidao put his hand on the stone table, and saw that Xinglan had blocked Zheli's hand, and the spiritual power of wood-type magic was stirring in the pavilion. When Feidao got up, the two had already matched more than ten moves.

"Zheli." Feidao stopped him sideways, with a bit of helplessness in his expression, "We were discussing the Luzhang matter just now."

Seeing that Feidao restrained Zheli, Xinglan looked at the two of them with a half-smile.

Zheli looked at Feidao, and in that moment of raising and lowering his eyes, he wiped away his grievances and unhappiness, and then looked at Xinglan: "Senior still has a way, and you can find out these things if you want to."

"..." Feidao has one head and two big ones.

Zheli bowed and said goodbye to Feidao expressionlessly: "Don't disturb the master to discuss important matters with seniors."

He opened his lips, but stopped when he wanted to speak.

After he walked away, Feidao could hear Xinglan's laughter: "Well, I always feel a jealous smell..."

Feidao was startled, and then reacted slowly, looking at Zheli's back, thoughtfully.

"The young man is really angry," Xing Lan straightened his sleeves, "I saw him before so eccentric. Could it be that his spiritual root has changed, and his temper will change?"

He seemed to be thinking seriously: "That's right, the wood attribute is not a good temper, think about Yiran, and then think about Jinyu. Heh."

Feidao sighed in his heart, turned his head and sat down: "Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps."

"Huh?" Xing Lan thought for a while, "That's right, experts like us have a weird temper."

Zheli left Zhiyiyuan, hugged Yunya and went to Wangjiang without saying a word.

Wangjiang has only healed his injuries for a long time, and when Fang's retreat is over, he is happy physically and mentally, and his body is smooth.

Zheli pushed open Wangjiang's gate with a cold face, startling Wangjiang who was naked in the shower.

Wang Jiang hurriedly flushed the water, wrapped his coat and cursed: "You don't even knock when you enter the door?!"

Zheli glanced at him and closed the door: "I don't know you still have such a preference to take a bath in the yard."

Wang Jiang's face was full of disbelief, and he blushed with anger: "The well is here, and I am alone, so I can't wash here?"

"Then you don't lock the door."

Wang Jiang's eyes widened: "It's as if I locked the door so you won't come in by yourself!"

Zheli passed by him, and went straight into the recliner in the house to lie down.

Wang Jiang tidied up for a while and entered the room. Seeing him crooked with a fur ball in his arms, he seemed a little out of spirits, so he made tea and asked, "Why are you so short-mouthed today, and you quarreled with the head of the house again? And there's still something in your arms?" What are you hugging?"

"What do you mean you quarreled with the sect leader again?" Zhe Li rolled his eyelids.

Wang Jiang took a sip of tea and sneered: "Hey, going up and down the mountain, do you dare to say that it's not because of anger with the head? Who doesn't know yet."

Zhe Li stared at Wang Jiang indifferently for a while, and said, "There is no quarrel."

"Okay, I didn't quarrel, I just lost my temper. Then what's the trouble today? My injury is just right, but I can't stand your torment." Wang Jiang clutched his chest, pretending to be a Xi Shi holding his heart.

Zheli looked at him with a little guilt: "Are you okay?"

"The recovery is not bad, thanks to Master Baishan's medicine. Fang Zhiyuan is really a lunatic, he is too evil." Wang Jiang still has some fears when he thinks about it now, "If I didn't learn the kung fu to save my life well, it might not be so. come back."

He looked at Zheli again: "It's you, I went back to look for you, but you disappeared with He Ming, what's going on?"

Zheli thought about it and replied: "After you chased Fang Zhiyuan away, He Ming plotted against me and took me away. Later, I went back to look for you, but I couldn't find you."

Wang Jiang stopped joking, thought about it, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Good thing, are these two people plotting against us? He Ming pretended to be in the same camp as us to weaken our suspicion, and then let Fang Zhiyuan lure me away , captured you."

Zheli clasped his hands and propped his chin.

"Then what did he do to you after he captured you?" Wang Jiang asked again.

Zheli looked at Wangjiang, and Fu slowly lowered his eyes: "No, it happened that the master came and saved me."

"That's okay." Wang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that Fang Zhiyuan and He Ming are in the same group."

Zheli didn't speak, and fell into deep thought.

#Eleventh, the destruction of the covenant and the war