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Said: "But is it really okay for you to go to Charm City like this? Trespassing on other people's spiritual seas, backlash is not good."

"It's okay." Changsheng raised his eyebrows, pinched the talisman paper with his fingers, and said: "Please help me hide it for a while, I will go back as soon as I go."

Tiny Man rubbed his chin with his hand, smiling faintly.

Changsheng was leaning against the branches, shaking the talisman paper with his right hand, and suddenly remembered something, the earth magic talisman can indeed determine the direction, but it can only determine the places he has been to, the Charm City... has he been there?Still haven't been?

He pursed his lips, hesitantly wrote the word 'Charm City' between the talisman papers, let go of his hand, and watched the talisman go away.

……

In less than a cup of tea, the Earth Spirit Talisman flew back limply.

"I can't find a place..." Changsheng had a headache, thinking that he had ascended to the human world for thousands of years, but the number of times he had been to the human world was really rare. There was no acquaintance to talk about. Thinking about it, he raised his sleeve to erase the writing on the talisman paper, and finally added the word 'Yan Lin'.

In the darkness, the blood crimson bead was shining faintly. Changsheng was wandering in the forest, and it took a long time to sense the breath of a blood crimson bead in the ten thousand mu swallow forest.

"nameless."

The person hiding among the branches moved his ears slightly, then turned over and looked at the uninvited guest below, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Changsheng smiled lightly, raised his hand, a string of blood crimson beads swayed between his wrists, and at the same time, the blood crimson bead on Wuming's body also began to shake.

Wuming was shocked, jumped up to Changsheng, hesitantly said: "Are you Changsheng?"

Changsheng sighed, thinking that he hasn't changed much in the past few hundred years. After slightly nodding, Wuming was even more surprised, "You are really Changsheng!"

Chang Sheng coughed lightly, and said seriously, "It's guaranteed to be true."

Wuming's eyes turned red, but he didn't rush forward like he did back then. After all, he has lived for so long, so he is considered an adult. He sniffed and asked, "Come to find me so suddenly, did you get lost again?"

Changsheng coughed dryly, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said, "Sorry for disturbing you late at night, but it's not considered lost, I just want you to show me the way."

Wuming opened his eyes wide and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"The Charm City."

"Meicheng?" He rubbed his head, without asking the reason, and said, "Okay, do you want me to take you there now?"

Changsheng smiled lightly, "It's naturally good to be able to leave now."

Wuming grunted, took a few steps forward, and suddenly took out the blood crimson bead, "I almost forgot, I'll return this to you."

Chang Sheng stretched out his hand and pushed it, and said, "I told you to give it to you at the beginning, is there any reason to take it back?"

Nameless and silent, he was young before and didn't know much about this bead, but as his cultivation level got higher and higher, he discovered that the power in this bead was too terrifying, and it was not something a little monster like him could control.

Chang Sheng seemed to see what he was thinking, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said: "The bead in your hand has been sealed by me. Others can't see it, so don't worry, just take it with you."

"Yeah." Wuming nodded, hung the beads back again, and stretched out his hand to him, "You follow me."

Changsheng handed over his hand, and with Wuming leading the way, Meicheng would be much easier to find.

Half an hour later, standing on the edge of the cliff, Wu Ming pointed to a brightly lit place in the distance, and said, "That place is the Charm City you're looking for."

The distance is a bit far, Chang Sheng squinted his eyes, but he could only see a general idea, Wuming said again: "You came to Meicheng to find someone? Do you still need my help?"

"No need, sending me here has already troubled you." Changsheng bent his knees and squatted down. He was relieved to find that the child was taller again. "I will do the rest. Go back and rest."

Wuming nodded, and jumped onto the treetop with his right foot lightly. He slightly nodded and looked at the people below, and suddenly smiled, "Thank you."

Changsheng's eyebrows were warm, watching him leave, he turned his head silently.Bugs rustled among the bushes, his body swayed, and he was already outside the city that was as bright as day.

The moonlight is alluring, the cool breeze is blowing, Changsheng stands outside the Charm City, and pats the dust on his body casually. He wears half a mask. The fox mask has a white base and red lines. There is also a small red tassel hanging from the ear.

He looked up at this bustling place silently, and walked and stopped. If others can see his eyes now, they will find that there is a slight smile in the eyes of this picturesque fairy besides the tranquility of the deep ancient pool. meaning.

It's not surprising that Changsheng's attire is in the Charm City. These monsters and ghosts have never seen anyone. Besides, Changsheng has a fairy flower all over his body, mixed with the aura of a little demon.

The road is unimpeded, but also aimless. The prosperity of the Charm City is different from that of the human world. The prosperity here is also mixed with a trace of blood, like the other side of hell, and even more like poppies in the world. At the end of this charm, It is a yin and yang workshop.

Yin Yang Fang does not have any special features from the outside, it is even a little darker than other places, but the noise is real, which can not help but bring a layer of mystery to Yin Yang Fang, which attracts people's attention. See the mystery.

But Changsheng's visit to Yinyangfang was purely accidental.

The Yaozu have always been bold and unrestrained, although Changsheng did not reveal much of his face, but as the saying goes: There is a poetic spirit in his belly, not to mention that Changsheng has pretended to be an immortal for thousands of years, and it has been packed into his bones. Ordinarily, a cover-up method really can't eviscerate the high-cold style.

He just glanced curiously, and immediately a girl came over and shoved him into Yin Yang Square, and then the majestic Lord Shenjun of Nine Heavens walked around the brothel just like that.

He had come in half-forced, and Changsheng certainly had no reason to go out, but fortunately, Yinyangfang didn't have any places to buy or sell by force, so he ordered a jug of wine and sat on the second floor.

In other words, this kind of mixed place is actually a good place to inquire about news.

After the time for one stick of incense passed, a woman came over to exchange wine. Changsheng seldom touches wine, especially in such a place where he is not familiar with the place where he is born.

When the woman came over to change the wine, she also found that he didn't drink a glass of wine, so she knelt and sat on the side, stretched out her hand to take care of it, and said with a sweet smile: "Is the wine not to your liking?"

While the woman was talking, her skirt gradually loosened, her shoulders were half-naked, Chang Sheng smiled lightly, and asked, "Is there any clear tea?"

"People who come to Yinyangfang don't know how to drink tea."

"Oh?" Changsheng raised his eyebrows, clasped the table with one hand, and looked at the woman leisurely, "Even if the king is here, you don't want to drink tea?"

The king he mentioned is only Jiang Ruo.

"Naturally." She nodded and smiled, emphasizing again: "The rules are like this."

Downstairs was bustling with people, and the song in the middle of the stage was changed to a more explicit and coquettish one.

Chang Sheng listened, and suddenly said with an unclear expression: "Then it seems that your master is more stable than the king."

The woman who was about to get up and leave paused, turned her head to look at Chang Sheng, her long eyelashes moved slightly, and said with a sudden smile: "Young Master, what do you want to know?"

Straight to the point, courteous reciprocity, Chang Sheng is also serious, "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"My concubine's name is Lingwen."

"Miss Lingwen." Changsheng glanced at her meaningfully, thinking that this Yinyangfang is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, and anyone is astute, just like that fox. He smiled lightly and said, "I don't ask too many questions." , I just want to clarify some things, about the Lord of Charm City... General Ruo."

No.: ☆, Chu Yu Junfeng ([-])

"Sir, please tell me." Lingwen was silent for a while, and then sat back on the spot, looking at this person casually.To be able to come to Yinyangfang to try and ask about Jiang Ruo, either he is not from Meicheng, or he doesn't often stay in Meicheng, and this "not often" has been at least hundreds of years.However, this person has always used the title of "King" in the first few sentences, and finally called Jiang Ruo directly, presumably it is the former.

"I heard that Jiang Ruo brought a mortal back to Meicheng hundreds of years ago. His surname is Yan and his name is Yugui. How much does Miss Lingwen know about this person?"

"It's just a one-sided relationship, but I don't understand."

Sure enough, there are still reservations.

Ling Wen had preconceived ideas, and had already put the sign of 'outsider' on him, and Chang Sheng couldn't ask more things, he said: "Then where is that mortal named Yan Yugui?"

"That is, mortals should enter reincarnation."

Changsheng looked at Lingwen's plain watery eyes, and thought that it would be great if it was as she said, and immediately asked the last doubt in his heart, "I don't know Miss Lingwen...do you know the soul ring?"

Hearing the 'soul ring', Ling Wen was slightly taken aback, then looked at Chang Sheng with a smile on his face, and said, "Why do you ask this, sir?"

She asked, subconsciously looking at the fingers of Changsheng with her eyes, but did not see the legendary soul ring. For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Soul ring, as the name implies, is a soul lock. I don't know what it is. Son, after all, I have only heard of it, and even the outside world has rumored that it is a soul-locking weapon designed to destroy the soul of the enemy after death..."

Actually it is not.

Changsheng was silent, his left hand shrunk slightly, then he got up and bowed, with full etiquette, "Thank you Miss Lingwen for your enlightenment."

Changsheng's eyes were calm and his steps were steady, at least in Lingwen's eyes, he walked very chicly.

Not long after Changsheng left, Hongniang returned to Yinyangfang and ran into Lingwen head-on.Looking at the things in her hand, Lingwen smiled ambiguously, and teased her: "Are you going to see Lord Lianzhi?"

"Something happened."

The matchmaker spoke with a serious face, and Lingwen didn't expose her, but only held her hand, and said carefully: "Good sister, remember to come back after we finish talking."

The matchmaker gave her a gouged look, and as soon as she turned around, Lingwen suddenly remembered something, turned her head and said to her: "By the way, a very strange guest came to Yinyangfang just now, and he was inquiring about the king and that mortal."

The matchmaker suddenly turned her head and frowned, "Strange guest?"

"Wearing a mask, I don't know what he looks like, but I reckon that person may be a member of the immortal family, so I didn't say much."

The matchmaker thought for a moment, then said: "Where does this strange person come from? If you can't meet him, just ignore him."

"I know."

The matchmaker nodded, and left with the basket on her shoulders.

The east corner faces the evening, the night is cold, the bamboo leaves are deep in the nine-curved corridor, and under the shadow of the moon, one person is detached and independent.

The matchmaker walked around the corridor and saw a person standing in the courtyard from a distance, she thought it was Lian Zhi, but when she got closer, she realized it was not.

The man lifted up his fox mask, twirled a branch of red plum in his right hand, and silently looked up at the swaying lantern under the eaves.The light and shadow dance, the bamboo leaves rustle, and under the clear and bright moon, there stands an ethereal fairy.

As if feeling the matchmaker's gaze, the people in the courtyard turned their heads slightly, but their beautiful eyes were cold and alienated, which made her unable to take a step for no reason.

The figure of the man disappeared under the moonlight, and the matchmaker was taken aback, then she stepped into the hospital and stood where he was standing, feeling like a dream.

Changle Xuanqing Mansion, Linyuan.

The scene that has not changed for thousands of years has now been buried by heavy snow, and there is a person sitting on Linyuan.

Ru Qing approached slowly, but there was a distance of one foot from him. The man sat cross-legged, facing the cold wind and snow, with a half mask lying on his right hand side, and a branch of Aoxue red plum.

"What are you doing here……"

"I came because you were confused."

"Confused?" Changsheng seemed to have heard a big joke. His eyes were filled with alienation and loneliness, but his whole body was trembling with laughter. As soon as the desolate chill entered his body, he bent down and coughed in pain, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, then When I first met Ri Changle, I should have known... I failed him..."

Soul ring, what is that? Few people in the entire fairy world know it. Such a precious thing, but if the general has it in his hand, he also has it. How can there be so many coincidences in the world? It’s not a big white radish. Everyone will have a soul ring in their hand.

Ru Qing didn't speak, and waited until Chang Sheng's face was calm before saying, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"What is Fuyou going to do?"

Ru Qing was taken aback, then laughed dryly, and said, "Forgive me for not being able to tell, but Fuyou is always my master, and you are someone I respect."

Changsheng is always Changsheng, he is the master of Changle Xuanqing Mansion first, and Changsheng himself second.So no matter how confused he was at the moment, regarding Ru Qing's appearance, the first thing that came to his mind was the matter of helping you.

"Fuyou will not harm you, he loves you."

"You don't understand him." Changsheng stood up, patted the snowflakes deposited on his body, pointed to his heart, and said: "He only knows how to possess from the beginning to the end, because he is a strong opponent, so as long as I break this body If he is proud, he will win, and for this, he will use any means."

Ru Qing said: "But he is always soft-hearted towards you..."

"It's different." Chang Sheng said lightly, pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed resignedly, and said, "Ru Qing, tell me directly when he plans to break the seal..."

"The seal of Changyou Valley can only be deciphered by you." Ru Qing stared at him with a pair of strange eyes, and her tone was extremely devout.

Hearing this, Changsheng smiled wryly, put one hand on his temple, and said: "Ru Qing... I also believed this sentence thousands of years ago..."

At that time, he was sure that only he could break the seal of Changyou Valley, but things are different now, his spiritual power is gradually weakening, and the power of the seal is also weakening with time. If someone tells him, tomorrow Fuyou will die. He wouldn't be surprised if he could break the seal.

"Forget it, you can leave, after all, Changle Xuanqing Mansion is not a place you can enter at will."

"I came because you were confused." Ru Qing repeated the original words again, seeing the smile on his mouth, Changsheng, who was about to leave, stopped, and said, "I don't think I'm confused."

"Heavenly reincarnation, karma retribution." Ru Qing said: "You are not confused, why did you enter reincarnation?"

Changsheng hesitated for a moment, then calmed down and said, "What do you know?"

"It doesn't matter what I know, what matters is what you know." Ru Qing raised a finger, pointed at him, and said with a smile: "There is an incense stick in your state of mind, which may be helpful to you. "

"The Incense of Rebirth? When did you release it?"

Ru Qing narrowed her eyes, her body gradually spread away like a wind and snow, Chang Sheng didn't say a word, and vaguely heard him say: "When you...were still a mortal..."

Surrounded by fairy mist and blinded by wild flowers, at this time, the phoenix flowers in Drunken Crimson Palace are in full bloom, running around all over the fairy capital.

The avenue several feet wide was deserted, and the silence was interrupted within a moment.

In the distance, two people walked up dangling, supporting each other, but they were not seriously injured, but drunk.

One of the men in Tsing Yi hiccupped and said carelessly, "Xuanqing, you are promising now! After sealing Fuyou, you will be successful and famous, and then come a beautiful family member like a flower, even if you die, you will have no regrets..."

The man in the blue shirt beside him shook his head and chuckled, touched the wine jar with him, and said contemptuously: "Do you think everyone is like you, who loves to lie drunk and lie in the valley of flowers, without knowing the way back?"

"Hey, don't look down on Wenrouxiang!" Wei Ziqing pushed him away, managed to stand still, and counted the phantoms in front of him, "The word "indulging in sensuality" didn't come out for nothing. I ask who can't afford lovesickness? Can you dare to say that you can't?"

Changsheng seemed to be much clearer than him. He shook his head with a faint smile and dragged him around. Even though he was drunk, Wei Ziqing knew that he couldn't go with him. Tong Tianzhu looked up to the sky and wailed: "Xuanqing, I warn you! Don't try to drag me into a kiln and sell me! I won't go with you! Find your own way!"

"Who's going to sell you to the brothel." Changsheng pulled him dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that the people on the ground didn't pull him up, and he was also brought down. On the bed, a bloodstain was drawn immediately, and before he felt much pain, Wei Ziqing suddenly wailed with a 'wow', but there were no tears.

Changsheng patted his head and comforted him: "Come on, why are you crying? At worst, I'll just sell you to a kiln. I haven't counted how many catties and taels I have. Zhang Butcher's family The pigs are slaughtered at a higher price than you..."

Wei Zi choked, with tears streaming down his face, looked at him in disbelief, and shouted: "You actually carried