A thousand days after the immortals raised demons

Shenyunmen is located in a remote location, among mountains and jungles, and is as obscure as thousands of small sects in the world in a certain mountain, isolated from the world, times have changed, and time has passed one year after another, yet it has stood peacefully for hundreds of years .

Among them, the disciples are all unaccompanied orphans in the world. Hundreds of disciples support and rely on each other.

300 years ago, the sect sent out an amazingly talented Chiqing Shangxian, who grew up with the current head and elders, and has a close relationship with him. His lifespan is as long as the sky, and he is very powerful.

Chiqing Shangxian, formerly known as Lin Chiqing, took only one apprentice in his life, and took care of him in every possible way. Once he went out, the apprentice who was raised by himself was seriously injured and thrown to the mountain gate. His heart was full of pain and depression. He retreated for 300 years and only left for the first time yesterday.

The air in midsummer was scorching hot, and a wind blew up in the quiet and vast world, causing hair and clothes to pile up. The head master Qin Fengchuan told the newly recruited apprentice to go to the southwest desert to practice with his fellow disciples in three days, and signaled him to step down.

Looking back at the man in white clothes with a delicate face before the soaring summer sun, which was more dazzling than the rays of light.

The Immortal Chi Qing stepped down on the white clouds, her long hair was tied meticulously with an ice-colored headband, and on her shawl with three thousand thick ink, she wore plain clothes and a green pendant, and her long sword hung obliquely. Like stepping on the tip of the heart.

His long and slender fingers were morbidly white, and they suddenly lay across Qin Fengchuan's face. With his five fingers closed, he grabbed a fleeing figure.

The white snake, struggling desperately trying to escape, was pinched seven inches, its open mouthparts and fangs were forced to close, its blue triangular eyes were fierce and cold, and its scarred body fiercely wrapped around Lin Chi's clean wrist, twisting and crushing a Deep red marks, shocking.

Lin Chiqing flattened the white snake's body indifferently, forming a neat slipknot, and nodded to Qin Fengchuan: "Senior brother."

Qin Fengchuan saw that his expression was the same as when he left the customs yesterday, and he was slightly relieved. Seeing that he was holding a spirit snake that was very similar to what he remembered, he frowned and said: "When I left the customs yesterday, I thought you wanted to open up, and you wanted to enter the world to relax. That's okay, I never thought that you brought back a spirit snake."

The young head with the purple crown and hair snatched the white snake from Lin Chiqing's hand, and the thunder and lightning crackled, hanging above the snake's head, which was tense and alert.

Lin Chiqing lightly flicked away the thunder and lightning, and took back the white snake. His cuffs shook, and the red marks could not be concealed. The man in the purple crown saw it, looked away, and sighed slightly.

The white snake is hidden in the sleeve, and it turns black little by little in the dim light. It opens its fangs, and its blue eyes are cold, looking for the deadly pulse.

Lin Chi said calmly: "It's different from him."

Staring calmly at other places, he made a whirlwind in his hand and pressed it towards the spirit snake that was sneaking up on him.

"It's been 300 years..." The headmaster glanced at his small movements, he hesitated to speak: "Chi Qing, Junior Brother Lin, you brought back a black snake like Lu Mo back then, but you want to keep it? You still have a heart Mind?"

The white snake's open mouth paused, its fangs were streaming with unfinished venom, its green eyes were full of doubts, and it raised its head to listen carefully.

Lin Chiqing dispelled his doubts about the magic spell, still calm and indifferent, wrapped the white snake around his wrist with spiritual power, just covering the scar, and replied blankly: "No, that snake is dark and ugly, how can it compare with the white snake."

The master shook his head and smiled lightly: "I used to protect it in every possible way, even forging a sword for him, searching for fairy flowers all over the world, and the Dragon King, cough!"

Qin Fengchuan clenched his hands into fists, covered his lips and coughed lightly. Seeing that Lin Chiqing didn't respond from the corner of his eyes, he sighed slightly in his heart. Let the past pass by. He personally raised a bloodthirsty and vicious demon king who betrayed his master, and retreated for 300 years Cai Kankan finally walked out, why mention it again?

His calm and majestic eyes seemed to pierce through the fabric of his clothes, staring at the white snake clinging to the red mark on his wrist, rolling his throat with thousands of words, and finally changed his appearance.

"Here, are you still accepting me as an apprentice?"

Lin Chi Qingfeng shook his head lightly: "The pet I saved by hand."

Qin Fengchuan stared at the light and windy figure with slightly downcast eyes.

How cherished she was before, how casual she is now, this demeanor clearly hasn't come out yet.

However, Junior Brother, he must not be defensive anymore and open his heart.

Lin Chiqing returned to the residence of Shuiyunfeng, where he had been in retreat for 300 years, with an indifferent expression. He lifted the white snake that was attached to his wrist and put it on the table.

Tranquility said to White Snake: "From now on, you will be responsible for cleaning Shuiyun Peak."

The white snake coiled its body, staring at the spotless residence for a moment, and waved the man's fingertips randomly, and the powerful spiritual power washed everything, including the blood stains on his body that had been besieged by immortals and demons.

Chiqing... Lin Chiqing

That's what the head of the Deep Cloud Sect called him.

Lu Mo read it over and over again in his heart, and the profound name engraved on the soul overflowed his heart and blood. As he repeated the name, he conveyed the great pain and longing from the heart.

His name is Lin Chiqing.

He is exactly the same as the name engraved on Shenhun before I lost my memory.

Who is he, does he know me?

Lu Mo twisted his body, the scales rubbed a cold luster, exposed his fangs, and his eyes showed a fierce look. He watched the man turn around vigilantly, and found that he was looking at him like looking at another figure, with soft light inside, and cold again.

"Call me Master Chiqing, from today onwards, you will be responsible for disturbing Shuiyunfeng, don't bother me if you have nothing to do on weekdays." Lin Chiqing said in a flat tone.

Lu Mo stared at his figure as if frozen, and saw another phantom in a daze. The phantom's eyes were gentle and loving, and he said softly: "From today, I will be your master."

The White Snake shook his head, throwing out his imagination, could it be that the residual poison of the illusion has not been cleaned up yet?

Gotta get out of here!

He stretched his body and swam to the ground, quickly sprinted into the vegetation, bumped into an invisible wall, bounced hard and flew two or three meters, his field of vision suddenly widened, was lifted by his head, and was forced to look at the eyes that were close at hand.

Lin Chiqing squeezed out a spiritual thought and drove it into White Snake's head: "The Tranquility Technique is used to clean up the environment, work hard, and I will check at night."

Lu Mo: "..."

Staring at the figure and walking away, he got into the grass to study the enchantment. With his current seriously injured body, he couldn't break it smoothly. If he tried to break it, it would attract attention and reveal his identity.

After 300 years of killing and fighting, with countless wounds, he completely escaped the catastrophe and succeeded in counter-killing. Only this time, he was caught when he was about to escape the pursuit and was still imprisoned in this unknown place.

Lu Mo tried his best to suppress the demon power. At that time, he was besieged by immortals and his foundation was injured, and he was temporarily unable to transform into form. This is not a hopeless situation, but the spiritual pet market has eyes for this person.

If he had been more thorough in pretending to be dead in the corner, and hadn't opened his eyes to secretly observe the hidden clouds in the sky chasing and killing immortals thousands of miles away, he wouldn't have happened to be discovered by him, and he would have fallen into this situation.

To this day, Lu Mo still can't figure out why Lin Chiqing would look at the half-dead white snake covered with scars in the corner because there are so many rare and exotic animals in the pet market.

What should we do now?

Lu Moyou returned to the table, looking at the enchantment covering the entire mountain in silence, the small sect turned out to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, a mountain lord has the power to fight against him in his heyday.

The head of the sect is afraid that he will not give up too much, if the identity is discovered by the two, he will definitely die!

He has been in the world for many years, but he has never heard of Shenyunmen. If he wants to act in a low-key way and rarely recognizes it, why not cultivate his injuries and fight again in the future?

but……

The White Snake flung out a ball of light green luster cleansing spell in distress, swept across the table for one meter, stared at the clean table with its reflection, and really put down your body to clean it every day?

Lin Chi closed the window to cut off his shameful sight, and brought the belt, did he throw it away?

Why did he catch the spirit snake back on impulse because of the illusion of deja vu?It is not the demon king, two different individuals, how can the resentment towards that person be passed on to the white snake.

let it go...

There is no peace in sight.

Lin Chiqing sat down cross-legged, just as he entered samadhi, Qin Fengchuan came driving Lei Ying, and there was a gust of wind when he landed, knocking on the door three times.

"Senior brother."

The door opened automatically, and Qin Fengchuan entered anxiously.

"News came from the outside world that the demon king was besieged by immortals and demons, causing him to be seriously injured and missing! Now that the search has been fruitless, the idea of ​​the cold Yuan sword is coming up!"

"Hanyuan" Lin Chiqing stared at the ground, his expression cracked briefly, and he looked at him: "What is it with me?"

Qin Fengchuan rarely said angrily: "Your heart and soul are fused there! If the sword is found and destroyed, you will be seriously injured and lose the same life as the sky and become a mortal!"

Lin Chiqing's gaze was unwavering.

Qin Fengchuan grabbed his lapel: "Junior brother! Even if you are heartbroken to break up with Lu Moen, but 300 years have passed, why don't you still cherish your life! You clearly still remember him!"

Lin Chiqing's expression was slightly restrained, and he returned to indifference in an instant. He lifted Qin Fengchuan's fingers and said calmly: "I didn't remember him."

Qin Fengchuan: "..."

Lin Chiqing avoided staring, walked out of the room, met the eyes of White Snake from a distance, was slightly startled, and the latter lowered his head.

He let go of the strange discord in his heart, stood under the pear tree in full bloom all year round, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Aren't the Demon King and the Hanyuan Sword together?"

Qin Fengchuan smiled, and stood side by side with him: "Lu Mo and Han Yuanjian are inseparable. The cooperation between immortals and demons this time was unexpected. I underestimated the enemy and fought alone and fell into a trap. It is said that during the battle, Han Yuanjian fell from the sky to the southwest desert. The location is unknown, Junior Brother, if you really put it down, you will find this sword and get back your blood."

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