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Compared with the question of cracking or not, Crane Bugui cares more about the former.

This is the first time I have heard that there is something sealed in the pillars of the Undead City.

At the time when Ji Xuan was in great power, he recruited the best spirit casting masters in the world to build a city for him. It is also recorded in "Eternal Scenery" that he personally drew pictures and selected materials, and did everything by himself. It took nine years to unite all the families to create a supernatural workmanship, which is as solid as gold. of the city.

Even the underground soul cave that has been criticized by people has detailed construction details. Why is there nothing mentioned about the things sealed in the city pillars?

"Eternal Stories" was recorded by his grandfather with Ji Xuan's consent. It is impossible to make mistakes. Will such important information be missed?

He Bugui was suspicious for a long time, and asked, "Where did you hear these rumors?"

Ya Ying said truthfully: "I have known the story of Ying since I was a child. The elders told it as a myth, just like Nuwa mending the sky and Kuafu chasing the sun. In the hearts of us monster children, Yingyu is the mount of the Nine Heavens God. A demon clan who cultivated to become an immortal."

Myths are deeply rooted in people's hearts, but just like Nuwa Kuafu, these characters only live in legends, and no one will really investigate whether he exists.

Unexpectedly, thousands of years ago, Ji Xuan led his puppet army to strangle the evil beasts everywhere, found the trace of the scorpion in the deep sea, and lured them all the way to Bering River, the scorpion fish appeared and fought with him for a long time, and finally died at his hands. no.

This matter was mentioned again more than 50 years ago, a psychic goddess appeared in a certain water demon tribe. She claimed to be inspired by the soul of the demon, and she wanted to lead the demon clan to find the bones of the gods, revive the demon fish, and reappear the water demon. Brilliant, the human race occupies the land, and the land is full of blessed land spirit veins. The conditions for cultivation are unique, and the natural cultivation base is much higher than that of the monster race. The monster race is hunted and killed all the year round. difficult.

Under the banner of fighting against the human race and reviving the demon race, the goddess spread word of mouth among the water demons, and soon there were a large number of believers. It was from her that the bones of the fish were sealed in the pillars of the undead city. They firmly believe in it, and are willing to do their best for her, and only hope that the great cause will be successful in the future, and the monster race can stand shoulder to shoulder with the human race.

After listening, Yu Wuque couldn't say a word: "No one has ever seen the people in the myth. The goddess believed the water monster just casually. This is too easy to deceive."

Yaying shook her head: "The Goddess is so powerful, she really made the antfish manifest, otherwise, how could the thousands of water demon tribes willingly worship her alone?"

The reason why Xiong is revered as a god by the water demon is because he is born with supernatural powers, and can create a steady stream of fresh water out of nothing. The water will listen to him and come from him. It is not surprising that the water demon regards him more than life.

Although the ghost fish soul only exists for a short moment, it can overturn clouds and rain, move mountains and seas, and move waves and ocean currents to come and go freely. He sent one of the springs out of thin air. Seeing the authenticity of the apparition, worshiping it every day.

And the year before Yu Wuque appeared, the huge wave that hit the city wall was caused by the joint efforts of the goddess and the fish. Although the city gate was not opened, the resentful spirits entered the city. At the same time, the city pillar also had cracks.

Yaying said: "It was also from that time that there were rumors that the gods would be resurrected."

Shuibo Tianwu's demon pill can regenerate flesh and blood. It is not a secret among water demons. It is not surprising that the goddess will know. In order to resurrect the squid, she must find Tianwu and get the demon pill smoothly. It is related to Tianji Palace. It was only logical to win Ling Si over to save the daughter, and to join him in entering the Tianji Palace to plot the whole matter.

It's just that He Bugui couldn't figure it out, is the purpose of the goddess just to revive the water demon?

Involving the Undead City, he really had to think about it, where did the Goddess come from, and how did she know that there was something sealed in the city pillars? Also, she knows soul magic and can see through the key in Yu Wuque's belly at a glance, isn't it Ji? Xuanjiu people are inextricably linked to the Undead City, it's not as simple as just resurrecting the squid.

This goddess of unknown origin must be investigated.

The crane did not return: "Do you know where the goddess is?"

"She's in the depths of the East China Sea, and now it's been half a year to seal the sea. If she wants to go in, unless the water demon lets her go, she won't be able to find a way, no matter how strong her cultivation is."

"Half a year." He Bugui's eyes darkened, and Yu Wuque answered tacitly: "The day lily is cold."

Wu Tianyao Dan has been taken away, and this is the key to resurrection. When the sea is opened next time, it is likely that Anyu will bring his water demon descendants to ride the waves.

Yaying observed the words and expressions, saw that the crane was not returning and was silent for a long time, and said proactively: "Ling Sidong has been hiding in Tibet and has been going around in circles for the purpose of finding a chance to return to the deep sea and join her. If Shangxian Taiwei wants to find out about this matter, I can help You have a helping hand."

He Bugui was interested: "How to do it?"

"Going to the Broken Moon Islands, there will happen to be an ocean current two months later. If you take the ocean current passage, you can go straight from the West Sea to the East Sea, avoiding all magical obstacles. I will give the Shangxian a token. You take it, even if you encounter a guard. The Yaozu will also let it go."

To show her sincerity, Yaying immediately took out a token—a plain white handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms blooming in the frost, with two strands of hair tied together inside, and a scale as green as emerald.

Crane Bugui took it over and took a closer look. This thing was not from a bird demon, and the embroidered patterns happened to be these two things—the plum blossoms in full bloom.

The story of abandoning his wife and son was very impressive. If he guessed correctly, this thing was the token of love between Jiang Xuemei and Ling Si.

He asked directly, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"I don't dare to ask Shangxian to do anything, I just hope that after finding Ling Si, he can be handed over to Lie Yantang." Yaying's eyes fell on the scales, very melancholy, "The demon clan who died for innocents, also For my poor cousin, I just want their souls to be at peace. There is another version of the story of Ling Si saving the girl, after listening to it, Shangxian will understand me."

……

After a night of heavy snowfall, the patter of morning light stopped.

After sending Yaying to a safe place, the master and apprentice changed their night clothes and headed home.

After a busy night, they listened to an even more irritating love story. The two were not only exhausted physically and mentally, but also hungry. Seeing that the master was pale, Yu Wuque proposed to have some warm food at the post station before riding back to the city.

He Bugui was hungry and sleepy, so he rubbed his nose when he sat down: "Ah Choo."

Yu Wuque had just ordered something delicious, when he heard this sound, he immediately touched He Bugui's forehead: "It's a bit hot, I'm afraid it's the wind and cold."

He Bugui turned his head, his nasal voice was strong: "Not so delicate."

"It's not coquettish, it's for maintenance." Yu Wuque took the opportunity to touch it quickly again, "It's really hot, Master will go back to rest in a while, and I'll grab some cold medicine."

Crane Bugui clutched the soup bowl, his eyelids drooping: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine at dawn."

"Sleepy?" Yu Wuque looked over with concern, He Bugui held his hand on the noodle soup and refused to eat, sat in a daze, so quiet that he could be called cute, he laughed at him, "Take a bite, Master said don't make it public, If we don’t have a sword, we can only drive horses, and it will take a while to get into the city, so I’ll go back and cook something delicious for you.”

Crane Bugui didn't move his chopsticks, his mind was wandering: "Oh."

Yu Wuque took a few breaths and asked, "What is Master thinking?"

"key."

"Huh?" Yu Wuque licked his lips, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "It's my belly..."

He Bugui pinched his glib mouth: "Don't say it."

"Woo, don't talk, don't talk, what happened to the key?"

"I'm afraid I'm wrong." He Bugui murmured to himself, and wiped his hands on Yu Wuque's clothes before taking them back and continuing to cover them. "Could the key not only open the door, but also have other uses? So she's not in a hurry. For a while, he dared to announce the news to the public, but went to attack the city pillar."

"There are four city pillars, one of which is a squid, what are the other three, is there anything?"

"The Immortal City is tightly restricted and unbreakable. Could it be that the key is in the city pillars, not the formation on the city gate?"

With messy thoughts, confused and dizzy, He Bugui hooked his head with a tired face: "Annoying."

Yu Wuque comforted him: "Anyway, Master agreed to Auntie's request. Let's go to the Broken Moon Islands in two months. When we find the Goddess, we will always find clues. Don't worry."

With such a big-hearted, carefree temperament, He Bugui looked at him with hatred for iron and steel: "It's not that my swordsmanship is not as good as others, why should I be anxious?"

Yu Wuque curled his lips: "I will practice hard."

He Bugui snorted coldly: "I'm not short of time, but you can't afford to wait, and neither can anyone else, Ah Choo!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, next time you test me again, if you fail, you will hit me, and now you are sick, don't talk about it." Yu Wuque took off his outer robe and wrapped him tightly, "The more you talk, the more angry you are, no Good for healing."

He Bugui twitched and refused: "Get up, I'm hot, so I don't want to wear it."

"If you have a fever, can you stop the heat?" Yu Wuque tightened his belt rudely, ignoring He Bugui's glaring gaze, "Sweating will heal quickly, take a few more mouthfuls, Master."

Crane Bugui lost his temper: "I won't eat."

Can't this cure you?

Yu Wuque called Xiao Er, paid the bill resolutely, and pulled his family's sloppy master up: "If you don't eat, go, go back and cook for you."

They drove back to the inn, when the three young disciples heard that the door of the next room was opened, they rushed out immediately, with black and blue eyes, presumably no one came back, and they didn't know what happened, so they waited all night.

Crane Bugui had no energy to speak, so he handed the cocoon to Ling Xiao.

Yu Wuque explained: "Sister Lan has been found, her life is safe, don't worry Brother Xiao."

Ling Xiao was about to thank him a thousand times, when Shangxian Taiwei strode into the room and slammed the door behind him.

Yu Wuque pushed away a group of embarrassed friends: "My house hasn't been touched, let Sister Lan live, brother Xiao, where is your herbal medicine bag?"

"What happened to Taiwei Shangxian? Are you in a bad mood?"

"You went out all night, what happened? Why do you need the herbal bag? Someone was injured?"

Ling Xiao stared: "Wu Que, stop, what are you doing with diarrhea pills?"

Yu Wuque looked down, oh, I got it wrong!He went to Ling Xiao's medicine bag to search again: "Master has a cold and a fever, brother Xiao first give me a bottle of antipyretic pills for emergency, you can prescribe a prescription, and I will go get the medicine later."

Ling Xiao was speechless: "How can I prescribe a prescription if I don't feel the pulse? Hey, wait a minute, how could the Taiwei Shangxian get such a random disease? Don't be mistaken—"

"Don't ask too much." He took it as if his ass was on fire, and ran away. Before closing the door, he warned with stern eyes: "Speak softly, and make him look better than you!"

"boom--"

The door was closed tightly, and the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

Wu Qinglan was amazed: "It's not an exaggeration to say it's a dog's leg."

Ling Xiao looked at the overturned medicine jar and sighed: "It must be scared of being beaten."

Yue Tingfang was the only one who visited him in the Fukong Palace. It was not the first time he saw this dog-legged look. Yue Tingfang closed the door gently, and sighed old-fashionedly: "I can't keep you here."

In the next room, Kongzhi had just changed He Bugui's clothes and waited for him to lie down, when Yu Wuque opened the door and came in. He tiptoedly poured water and delivered medicine, and whispered: "Bring two more quilts over here."

Soraka: "Master said it's hot."

Yu Wuque urged him to go quickly: "What's the heat? He's burnt out. Cover your sweat and take a hot bath. It will definitely be fine tomorrow. Oh, after taking the quilt, let the store burn a bucket of hot water." Bring it in."

Kongzhi hesitated, Yu Wuque retaliated: "Don't ink, your master is sick, won't you listen to me?"

Kong Zhi innocently asked: "Why?"

Yu Wuque: "Because I am the only great apprentice of your master!"

Seems to make sense, Sorachi turned around and went to work.

He Bugui rolled around on the bed, lifted the quilt when it was hot, and was wrapped into rice dumplings by Yu Wuque again. Scold him: "Annoying."

"So hot."

"No noodles."

Yu Wuque wiped his sweat awkwardly, listening to his nonsense could not help but feel cute, thought he was hungry, so he asked him: "If you don't eat noodles, then eat wontons, and you can have wontons when you wake up, fresh shrimp and sea vegetables, okay? "

He Bugui said confusedly: "No."

Yu Wuque asked, "Then what do you want?"

"Practice the sword."

Yu Wuque said helplessly: "Didn't you just want to eat, why did you have to practice sword again?"

"Yu Wuque practices swords."

Yu Wuque was taken aback: "I know I'm wrong, I will work hard."

"Hmm... he knows shit." He Bugui exploded in his dream, his mouth still curled up, "I can't protect myself at all."

Others tell the truth after drinking, but his master will only speak the truth when he is sick.

This is really worrying about Yu Wuque.

To put it bluntly, I didn't live up to it. I had to repay twice the time I wasted in the future. For myself, and even more for the careless concern that the crane would not return.

After Crane Bugui finally fell asleep and stopped moving, Yu Wuque left in peace.

He went out to get medicine, and when he came back, he boiled wontons and medicine, and brought them to the room when the sun was high. Crane Bugui got up in a daze, ate half a bowl, fell down and fell asleep again.

During the period, I secretly went to see it a few times, and changed the pillow towel for He Bugui. After the fever subsided, Yu Wuque didn't go in to bother him again.

At midnight, Crane Bugui woke up.

After sleeping for a whole day, his body became soft, the heat faded away, and his head became much clearer. He woke up and took a hot bath first.

After soaking the water, Kong Zhi brought over the dinner, as well as hot soup: "Young Master Yu told me, eat something before drinking the medicine. If there is not enough, there will be steamed cakes, which can be brought over anytime."

He Bugui said lazily, "Where did you get the medicine?"

Kong Zhi: "The prescription was prescribed by Ling Xiao, and the medicine was taken by Mr. Yu. The prescription prescribed according to the master's physique is the same as the one taken in the Fukong Palace. Mr. Yu has a heart, so I will remember it for the master. "

He Bugui took a sip, and found that not many were used to dispel wind and cold, but most of them were for nourishing qi and blood.

Crane Bugui: "They should all rest, how is Ling Lan?"

Kongzhi: "Master, don't worry, the disciples are all fine, they have already rested, but the inn has no vacancies, Mr. Yu's room was moved to Ling Lan, and the other three squeezed into one. He had no place to sleep, so he went out .”

He Bugui frowned: "Where did he go on a snowy day?"

And what does it mean to have no place to sleep? Is it difficult to make a floor in such a big empty room?

No matter how much Crane Bugui hates being close to people, he wouldn't be able to drive him out in cold weather.

He Bugui got up: "Let's go and find him."

Kongzhi pointed to the window: "I haven't gone far, Mr. Yu has been practicing sword in the courtyard."

The yard of the inn was not big, and the snow had been trampled into black water by Yu Wuque. He stepped on the wet mud, and he was not too dirty or tired. He had been practicing like this for several hours.

He didn't dare to let others rest, he held the branch and pondered the sword move by himself, kicked his legs and pulled the sword flower, tried not to make any noise, practiced again if he made a mistake, repeated over and over again, until most of the guest rooms had turned off the lights, he was still gesturing in the yard .

Facing his own shadow and dancing the sword, there was only the sound of breathing in the silence.

"The move just now was focused on the forearm, not the wrist."

Otherwise, hearing Master's voice, Yu Wuque looked up in surprise, then grinned: "Is Master feeling better?"

The crane didn't return and didn't answer, just said: "Dance the sword style just now again."

"Yes!"

"You are not allowed to land on your back foot."

"Hey!"

"Is the arm uneven?"

"oh oh!"

"Come again."

It was still wrong to dance again, then the second time, the third time, and until the seventh time, the strength, posture, and spiritual power adjustment all met the requirements of the crane not returning, and the master clasped his hands in satisfaction and shouted to stop.

What can be said is a bit thoughtless: "Wonton soup is a bit salty."

Yu Wuque panted heavily, question marks all over his head: "Salty?"

It shouldn't be, he tasted it, the saltiness was just right, it was He Bugui's favorite taste.

"What kind of salty method?"

"I don't know, it's just salty." He Bugui opened another window and pointed to the room, "If you don't believe me, come and taste it yourself."

Oh, I want to go into the house to rest and make excuses.

Say it earlier, Master.

Yu Wuque pursed his lips and smiled, tapped his toes, and slid into Master's room like a loach.