After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Sunset West Mountain.

Xi Jianglan tossed back and forth all day, his body without spiritual power was extremely tired, and he pushed Heng Yudu to the city: "Oh, you are here to recruit students, give me a piece of the jade slip from Tianyan Academy, so that I won't have to worry about it again." Go for a run."

Heng Yudu casually caressed the glass bird in his palm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you acquaintances awakened?"

Xi Jianglan nodded.

"That's good." Heng Yudu didn't ask too much, and raised his hand to give him a piece of admission jade slip from Tianyan Academy, "In recent years, for some reason, fewer and fewer people have awakened Xiangwen, and those aristocratic families in Zhongzhou It's been six years without a single spiritual level, Rang Chen said..."

Xi Jianglan casually glanced at the lotus flowers beside Changchuan, always feeling that something was wrong.

But he was a little tired, so he didn't think much, and said vaguely: "What are you talking about?"

Heng Yudu didn't open his mouth, and made a sign language in silence.

"Tian Yan is on top. The thirteen prefectures have been destined to produce only thirteen spiritual levels from ancient times to the present."

Xi Jianglan was taken aback.

Heng Yudu didn't want to say more about this: "... What kind of phase pattern does the person you know awaken? Mysterious level?"

"No, heavenly level."

Heng Yudu blinked in surprise: "That's really rare."

"Yes."

Xi Jianglan was chatting nonchalantly, and his eyes that accidentally fell on the lotus on the bank of the river suddenly froze, and his drowsy mind suddenly woke up.

He finally realized what was wrong.

When I left Wuyin City in the morning, it was still icy and snowy, and the long river was covered with frost.

How could the ice and snow melt, the summer solstice be scorching, and even lotus flowers bloom in just one day?

Heng Yudu saw that his expression was wrong: "Jiang Lan?"

Xi Jianglan's face turned pale, and he suddenly said: "I'll go ahead, there's nothing you can do if you come here and find me."

Heng Yudu: "Wait..."

Xi Jiang didn't even turn his head back, but walked to the gate of the city briskly.

Probably the people of the Xiezhizong ordered that the monks of the Punishment Institute who had checked the household registration of Yufu at the gate of the city had been withdrawn, and Xi Jianglan entered the city without much interrogation.

The black cat stood on his shoulder, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"No." Xi Jianglan hurried to the Twelve House, took off the disguise on his face in his busy schedule, and hurriedly said, "The snow disaster is gone."

Black Cat: "Didn't Juan Xunfang come here to Wuyin City to investigate the snow disaster? If you find the source and cut off the eyes, the heavy snow will naturally disappear—you...what are you in a hurry for?"

Xi Jianglan didn't speak any more, but returned to the alley of helplessness in half a quarter of an hour.

Qin Banban's pastry shop is usually open until late at night, but today it is not dark yet, but the door of the shop is closed.

Xi Jianglan didn't even look at the door, he put his hand on the crack of the door and there was a sudden shock, the door bolt shattered open.

"just so so!"

The black cat frightened: "Why are you trespassing on the little girl's house?"

Qin Banban lost his mother since he was a child, and his father was a gambler, leaving only a pastry shop to barely survive.

The little girl is very sensible, even if the gambler father goes out to fool around all day long, she will not cry or make trouble. The half-grown child is struggling to make pastries on the stool all day long, relying on the meager spiritual stones to subsidize the family, and finally grows up safely to the age he is now. .

Xi Jianglan hurried through the simple and clean backyard, and soon found Qin Banban's residence, and pushed the door open without saying a word.

On the old wooden bed, the little girl was sleeping soundly, curled up under a thin quilt, her jet-black hair spread all over the bed, dragging it to the ground and coiling it several times.

She didn't wake up from such a big movement.

Xi Jianglan called her softly: "Ban Ban?"

Qin Banban didn't respond.

Xi Jianglan stepped forward slowly, raised her hand to brush away her messy hair, revealing the slender back of her neck.

——A reddish scar jumped up.

Xi Jianglan's hands trembled violently, as if he was also experiencing a huge pain in the back of his neck.

Qin Ban said vaguely "Huh?", aware of someone beside him, his consciousness seemed to be struggling in the mud for a while, and finally regained a sliver of clarity, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Brother Lan?"

Xi Jianglan withdrew his hand covering the back of his neck, leaned down and spoke softly, as if afraid of scaring her.

"Banban, who is here today?"

Qin Banban's face was pale, and he tried to sit up and rubbed his eyes: "Huh?"

"Who has been here?"

Qin Banban stayed there for a while, before saying: "My father is back, and he brought a handsome elder brother, whose arms are still made of wood."

Xi Jianglan frowned: "I didn't ask you to..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

He just told Qin Banban not to go out, but he didn't expect that the gambling father who didn't go home for ten days and a half months would come back today...

After Qin Banban said a few words, he finally woke up, with a sickly pale face but still smiling, he happily picked up the palm-sized wooden doll beside his pillow.

"Look, I always wanted to buy a doll to play with before, but my father always said that it was something for children to play with, and he wouldn't let me waste money."

The little girl seemed to really like this doll. She couldn't help rubbing the wooden doll's face with her fingers, and said with her eyes bent: "...but this time my father took the initiative to buy it for me. It's great. Brother Lan, tell me, Did he really turn his back on his evil ways and never gamble again?"

When she said the last sentence, her immature face was full of anticipation.

Xi Jianglan raised his hand to take the wooden doll, stroked it lightly with his fingertips, and saw the word flying and flying on the doll's arm.

--"evil".

"Banban." Xi Jianglan said suddenly, "Do you know what Xiangwen is?"

Qin Banban was puzzled: "I know, it's the spiritual roots cultivated by the immortals of those aristocratic families, what's the matter?"

Xi Jiang stared at her for a long while, then suddenly raised his hand and hugged her gently in his arms.

Qin Banban didn't understand, so he lay on his shoulder and giggled.

"Brother Lan, you are so strange today."

Xi Jianglan smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He stuffed the jade slips for admission to Tianyan Academy given by Heng Yudu into Qin Banban's hand, and said softly, "Take it."

Qin Banban didn't know what it was, but thought it was crystal clear and beautiful, so he took it with joy.

"Thank you, Brother Lan."

She couldn't put it down and played with the jade slips that she didn't know how to use, and she didn't see Xi Jianglan's expressionless face in the shadowy candle shadows. His eyes, which were always smiling and affectionate, were as dark as dark clouds about to come, so cold that it almost brought a smile on his face. With hostility.

***

It was already dark, and Heng Yudu entered the city without knowing when, with his hands clasped together a small glazed lamp, he sat quietly beside the Twelve-House Medical Center.

"That child... has awakened Xiangwen?"

Xi Jianglan walked against the candlelight in the secluded alley, and said lazily: "Yeah, I thought I would send her to Tianyan Academy when I came back this time, but it's a pity that this silly girl's life is too hard for such a gamble. ghost father."

"Her father sold Xiangwen?!" Heng Yudu frowned, "The thirteen prefectures explicitly prohibit the sale and purchase of Xiangwen..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he remembered the price of the Xiangwen painting in Guchang Temple today.

Heng Yudu was born in a great family in Zhongzhou, and the people he experienced since he was a child were all righteous immortals, and he had such a glorious temperament, he never thought that there would be parents who were so selfish and terrible that they would kill their children. Xiangwen is drawn out, only for the smelly things.

"What is her pattern?"

"Heavenly level, three more snow."

The source of the "snow calamity" in Wuyin City can't be found in recent days is caused by Qin Banban's ignorance of how to control Xiangwen.

Heng Yudu was speechless.

Heaven-level Xiangwen is enough to go to Tianyan Xuegong Zhuxingzhai.

——At this time, he was ruined by a mercenary and short-sighted gambler.

Heng Yudu seems to have remembered something: "But I remember that there is no Tianyan spirit vein in Wuyin City here, she is just an ordinary person, how can she have Xiangwen?"

Xi Jianglan didn't speak, and turned slightly to look at the pastry shop with the lights out.

A little girl who is ignorant of the world, confusedly used the most important gift from Tianyan, only exchanged for a beautiful wooden doll and a life of hardship that could not be seen in the future.

She didn't know what she had lost, and she cheered for her father's rare gift.

Xi Jianglan walked behind Heng Yudu, pushed the wheelchair but didn't go back to the hospital, but walked out of the alley.

Heng Yudu asked, "Where are you going?"

"Ai Qi Road."

Heng Yudu was surprised.

Xi Jianglan's voice was so soft that it seemed to be dissipated in the evening wind, and accompanied by the sound of the wooden wheel rolling on the ground, he said flatly: "Xi Qingfeng's face pattern painting has the imprint of evil Qi Dao."

Heng Yudu was stunned.

He and Feng Yu researched that pair of phase lines for a long time, searched everything from the inside to the outside, but did not find any imprints.

"Do you know where Oki Road is?"

Echidao, as the name suggests, are all people who go astray and enter the evil way, chaotic and evil, mixed with fish and dragons, Heng Yudu has also heard the "prestige" of Echidao on the rhinoceros lantern, but he never knows where it is.

All I know is that the Aiqi Road is located somewhere in Wuyin City, but countless people have racked their brains and failed to enter it.

"Of course." Xi Jianglan yawned, pushed his wheelchair out of Wunaihe alley, turned a few more turns and headed straight for Changchuan, boasting, "36 Lane of Eqi Road, 82 Goulan Wasi Street , I am like a treasure.”

Heng Yudu patiently listened to his bragging, and at the end he tried to persuade him: "The clues of Xi Qingfeng's Xiangwen painting can be found by the people of Xiezhizong. If it is not necessary, you should not go here."

Xi Jianglan asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Ah, don't get me wrong." Heng Yudu explained gently, "I'm not questioning your spiritual power, but I just think that if you meet someone from the Xiezhi Sect again, you'll still be beaten."

Xi Jianglan laughed muffled.

Heng Yudu thought for a while, and made another patch: "What I mean is that you have no spiritual power now, even if you didn't lose your cultivation level six years ago, you just entered the state of transformation. Even if you restore your previous cultivation level now , Feng Yu can beat you with one hand."

If it were someone else, Heng Yudu would be interrupted impatiently when explaining the first sentence, but Xi Jianglan was extremely patient and listened carefully to Heng Yudu's five or six "patches" to explain.

Finally, Heng Yudu felt that his words were flawless and would not cause misunderstandings, so he said, "You don't want to meet that Xiezhi sect's... my lord again."

Xi Jianglan had already pushed Heng Yudu to the side of Changchuan, frowning and thinking seriously.

The Changchuan that crosses the Wuyin City here is already full of lotus flowers at night, and there are no railings on the bank. Heng Yudu thought that Xi Jianglan would stop, but he didn't expect him to keep walking while "uh", pushing straight He walked to Changchuan.

Heng Yudu: "..."

"Jianglan." Even at this time, Heng Yudu was still personable and said gently, "Do you think my legs seem to be able to swim?"

Only then did Xi Jianglan come back to his senses.

He let out an "ah", half of the wheelchair was already stuck on the shore, the toes of the horizontal jade were hanging in the air, and the surrounding objects were reduced to birds chirping and digging into the back of his neck.

"It's okay." Xi Jianglan finally made up his mind, "If you encounter that 'hard stubble' again, you will help me kill him."

Heng Yudu: "..."

Who kills whom?

Sheng Jiao slaughtered them both.

Before Heng Yudu could speak, Xi Jianglan suddenly exerted force on his hand, and pushed forward without blinking his eyes. The wheelchair rolled directly down the bank, and the violent weightlessness and the faint fragrance of lotus rushed over his face.

Heng Yudu: "..."

In the next moment, Xi Jianglan Heng Yudu and the exquisite wheelchair fell into Changchuan three times with "plops".

The lotus flower swaying in the wind seemed to have a sense of consciousness, and countless lotus leaves grew on the water surface in an instant, shaking its head as if it was covering something.

When the lotus leaves were scattered by the wind, there was no one in the water.

A firefly shuttles between the lotus leaves.

Unintentionally, he was whipped hard by the swinging lotus and staggered and fell to the surface of the water.

It's just that one inch away from the water surface, it seems to have touched a thin layer of restraint, and there was a faint "boo" sound, and Liu Ying was forcibly sucked in.

The sky is spinning, and even the void seems to be in chaos.

In an instant, the firefly flickered, and the lotus flowers in the surrounding sky disappeared at some point, replaced by a brightly lit endless long street.

Evil ghosts who practice the way of ghosts, devils full of evil, wooden puppets who act like ordinary people, all evil things that are not accepted by the thirteen states all gather here.

The evil spirit was soaring, and the people came and went bustling, like the legendary road to hell.

——Under the Changchuan River is the Aiqi Road.

Liu Ying, who strayed here by mistake, was dazed by the monstrous evil intentions, staggered twice and landed on a small lamp and stopped sleepily, with only a dim light shining from the tail.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out lightly, and flicked the firefly away neatly.

Holding the Ghost Saber, Feng Yu snorted and said, "Don't let anything get close to your lamp—if it is blown out, even if you have monstrous cultivation, you won't be able to leave Echidao again."

Sheng Jiao was holding a small blue lamp, noncommittal.

Just as he was talking, several ghostly robes fluttered over, clinging to the ground and blowing a cold and sinister air towards the will-o'-the-wisp on Feng Yu's lamp.

Feng Yu shouted impatiently: "Go away."

Yangui giggled, flicked her petal-like skirt, and hid in the darkness with a smile.

Chasing away the flamboyant ghost who was blowing the lantern, seeing Sheng Jiao walking forward with a sure purpose, Feng Yu hurriedly followed Sheng Jiao, spying on the enemy for the sake of ridicule.

"Going to Nuclear Boat City?"

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "Don't follow me."

"That can't be done." Feng Yu said leisurely, "There is an answer in Hezhou City. If you go there, you will meet your rival in love. How can I miss this great fun?"

Hearing the word "rival in love", Sheng Jiao was as cold as ice, and the thunder pattern on his wrist crackled and flashed a faint light.

Feng Yu was still not afraid of death: "I remember that Ying Zhuo's character should be messed up by Xi Jue's mouth, but he and Guan Hou still ignored the shame and chose 'Qiao'er' as the character. And you, Xi Jue calls you 'Jiaojiao' and you have to chase him down with a thunderbolt."

"Whoo-"

A small sky thunder suddenly burst out from Tianyanzhu.

Feng Yu reacted quickly and jumped to the side, with a look of "hey! I can't hit it" on his face, and he laughed loudly while watching the excitement.

"No wonder you can't ask for Xi Jue, tsk tsk."

Sheng Jiao: "..."