There are bandits in Zhongshan

In the fault of Qiaoming Mountain, the light blue spiritual power flowed for many days and finally gradually disappeared. The true energy protecting several major acupuncture points was collected back into the spiritual sea. Chang Li slowly opened his eyes. After realizing that his physical condition was far beyond expectations, he couldn't help He let out a long breath.

In the past few days, she did not use Zhenwu Shouyuan Jue, but tried the Sanqingguiyixin method that Zhong Mingzhu told her.

She didn't remember that she had learned this mental method, but Zhong Mingzhu said that she had already understood it.

This set of mental methods is not blindly retreating and defending like Zhenwu Shouyuan Jue, but has both offense and defense, which can not only make up for profits and losses, but also improve cultivation. The current situation is urgent, even if it only increases one point of skill, it is good——After listening to Zhong Mingzhu With an explanation, she began to exercise with the mentality of giving it a try.

Soon, she found that her spiritual power was running smoothly, and she was also very familiar with the method of luck. Obviously, it was not the first time. The strength is full, and even the ability to keep out the cold is better than before.

Not far away, Zhong Mingzhu was still sitting in the dragon's blood grass with her eyes closed, and blood-red light spots flew around her body. At first glance, it seemed to be shrouded in a faint flame.

Chang Li took a closer look, and found that those light spots overflowed from the dragon's blood grass, and finally all fell into Zhong Mingzhu's body, presumably this was absorbing the spiritual power from the dragon's blood grass.Under her, more than half of the bushes that were supposed to be lush had disappeared, and several of them were almost transparent in color, and they would disappear completely after the color of the fire was completely drawn out.

Her kung fu method is also very strange - Chang Li thought.

Unless the soul of the root bone is damaged, as long as there is enough spiritual power, all injuries are not to be feared. Zhong Mingzhu has a good relationship with Zhu Maolin, and there are many elixir for transforming gods and even holes. Changli suffered a loss in the spiritual sea this time Normally, it would take several months of conditioning to recover, but with the elixir in Zhong Mingzhu's storage ring, she recovered in just a dozen days.

Those elixirs had no effect on Zhong Mingzhu's injury, but she didn't seem to have hurt her soul. If so, it might be difficult for her to wake up, but Zhong Mingzhu can turn blood into fire to protect her, and even In an instant, he came from hundreds of miles away to rescue her.

When he was healing several times, he could see the burning fire, and when he transformed into a shape, he also melted into the fire first and then condensed into a shape - Changli couldn't help but become more curious when he thought of what he saw before.

She doesn't know much about other sects' skills, but when Wu Hui taught her the method of fighting the enemy, he once described the characteristics of various schools in the cultivation world. Human beings, transformed from spiritual power.Although some monks can turn into flames, it is actually an illusion.She has never heard of Zhong Mingzhu like this.

Her body temperature has always been higher than ordinary people, could it be related to this?Changli looked at Zhong Mingzhu quietly while thinking about this.

Time passed little by little, and when the last dragon's blood grass disappeared, Zhong Mingzhu finally opened his eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, what Changli saw was a pair of coquettish purple pupils, but the purple quickly disappeared and returned to a slightly cold gray.

"Your eyes..." Changli vaguely felt that pair of purple eyes were familiar, but there was a bit of chill in his heart, "The color..."

"Huh?" Zhong Mingzhu touched the corner of his eyes, and then said with a smile, "It was originally like this."

"Originally? But it's not like this usually." Changli became more and more puzzled, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Could it be related to your cultivation method? This is the first time I've heard of your healing method."

Absorbing the fire spirit in the hot spring, as well as dragon blood grass and the like, are far from the healing methods of ordinary monks.

"Cultivation method?" Zhong Mingzhu raised his eyebrows, as if he was new to the word, then shook his head, "It has nothing to do with cultivation method, but my practice method is indeed different from yours."

"Why?" Changli has only heard that Taoism in the world is ever-changing and inseparable from its origin. The minds of various sects seem to be ever-changing, but the principles are actually the same. It is nothing more than absorbing spiritual power for his own use.

"I didn't expect you to be so curious." Zhong Mingzhu smiled, seemingly helpless. She pondered for a moment, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, her eyes lingered for a while on the cinnabar mole that grew away from the center of her eyebrows, and then continued. , "Should it be talent? In fact, I don't know it well, just like you are born with a sword spirit and are good at using swords. I don't know what the reason is."

Chang Li nodded thoughtfully, then said after a while: "Then...how did you know your talent? Is it your master?"

The fact that she was a sword spirit was told by her master and two uncles. If no one else reminded her, she felt that she probably would not have known that she was good at using a sword.After asking about Changli, she suddenly realized that she knew nothing about Zhong Mingzhu's life experience.

All she knew was that the other party was once a well-known evil cultivator. The earliest news she heard about Zhong Mingzhu from her teacher was the battle in Kunwu City that year. At that time, Lu Lin and Lu Li were already masters in the final stage of transformation.

That's almost 2000 years ago.

The lifespan of a human cultivator who transforms into a god cannot exceed 3000 years at most. Even if they cultivated to the final stage of cultivating the gods in just 1000 years, 2000 years have passed, and their lifespan should be exhausted——

Although monks can maintain a youthful appearance for a long time, when their lifespan is about to run out, they will become as old as human elders, just like Wu Hui and Mu Danxin, from the eyes of ordinary people, they are both over the ages .Changli heard from Longtian Li that the reason why Mu Danxin stayed at Yunfu Mountain this time was to be on the safe side, and on the other hand, he felt that he didn't have much time left, so he planned to deal with the funeral and leave when the time came. All cultivation bases strengthen the barrier, his cultivation base is not as good as Gu Hong's, at least he can protect the younger generation for a while longer.

But Zhong Mingzhu looked less than 20 years old, and Changli felt that she was younger than himself, and she didn't look like she was showing signs of aging.She thought about it, and asked again without waiting for Zhong Mingzhu's answer: "Are you a demon?"

The lifespan of a demon cultivator is much longer than that of a human cultivator, but the progress of cultivation is slow. In this way, no progress in 2000 is barely worthy.

As soon as she finished speaking, she shook her head to herself: "No, you don't have any evil spirit on you."

The big monster can hide its aura, but it often shows its original form when it is injured, but when Zhong Mingzhu was seriously injured and his consciousness dissipated, she didn't feel the slightest bit of monster aura.

All the answers she could think of were overturned by herself, and she couldn't help showing distress on her face.

"Oh." Zhong Mingzhu couldn't help laughing when he saw this, leaned over and touched Changli's face affectionately, and then deliberately blew into her ear, "Why, what do I look like, you Have you seen it yet?"

The hot air caressing her ears made Changli's body tremble, and in the next moment, Zhong Mingzhu's half-faded clothes appeared in her mind, and blood rushed to her face.

"I, I..." She lowered her head dodgingly, but she couldn't escape the light and heavy kisses and sucks on her neck. What she thought was instantly forgotten, and there was no escape, she could only hold on to it. Zhong Mingzhu's clothes, closing his eyes to feel the wanton arrogance of the other party, so as to miss the darkness that flashed past Zhong Mingzhu's eyes.

Changli is not used to this kind of intimacy yet, even though he had expectations in his heart, his body still stiffened, but the touch didn't last long, the kiss stopped when it spread to the edge of the collar, Zhong Mingzhu rubbed her hair, Then let go of her and stood up.

She looked up at the ice layer above her head for a while, then pulled Chang Li away and said, "We should go."

Changli suddenly remembered those unfinished topics, but before he could speak, he was embraced by Zhong Mingzhu and jumped down from the edge of the fault.

The noise of the wind suddenly took away all senses.

There was a vast expanse of white under his feet, and Changli still remembered the ice thorns he saw before he almost fell to the ground last time.

Is it okay to just jump off?She thought so, and then realized that they were not falling, but winding upwards in the wild wind.

In Shuoyuan, monks often walk, because it is difficult to maintain stability in the ever-changing cold wind.

But Zhong Mingzhu was like a big roc spreading its wings straight up at this time, those whirling winds did not affect her in the slightest, and in the blink of an eye, they returned to the top of the mountain.

There is a lot of spiritual energy walking on the top of the mountain, which should be left over from the previous war.

"How did you do it? Fly to the top of the mountain." Changli's voice revealed obvious exclamation. When she confronted Liu Hanyan, she couldn't hold on for even a moment.

Zhong Mingzhu immediately raised his chin triumphantly after hearing the words: "How about it, isn't it very powerful?"

Changli nodded: "When I saw you in Shuoyuan not long ago, I thought it was because of the weak wind."

"Actually, there is no mystery. When a monk flies, he controls the sword first and then the wind. The wind can control the wind in calm weather, so the wind here can naturally." Zhong Mingzhu said with a smile, "The wind between the cliffs is chaotic and constant, and Compared with other places, it’s just a little more twists and turns.”

"So that's how it is." Chang Li said thoughtfully, "Then I can do it too?"

"Naturally, it just takes time." Zhong Mingzhu led her forward, "After all, I have been here for hundreds of thousands of years, and I am a little more familiar with this place than you."

"So it's been that long."

"People in the world think that I live in Kunwu City, but that's actually where I live." Zhong Mingzhu pointed to the north, "The northernmost mountain in Shuoyuan is where all my belongings are."

Changli looked in the direction she pointed, at the top of Qiaoming Mountain, she should have a clear view of the surroundings, but because of the wind and snow, she couldn't see the mountain Zhong Mingzhu mentioned when she looked far away, so she couldn't help thinking Said: "It's already so cold here, and further north, I don't know what it will look like. Can people really live there?"

"I can take you to see it in the future." Zhong Mingzhu noticed Chang Li's curiosity, "Don't look at it as an iceberg, it's very warm inside. Last time I went back, I brought a few fish there. Have you grown up?"

"Are you alone there?"

"There are some spirit beasts, Lu Lin and the others will come to visit occasionally." Zhong Mingzhu seemed to remember something, touched his nose, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, "I wanted to be like Lu Lin at first. Building your own city is so majestic, but the recruited craftsmen couldn't stand the severe cold on the way, so they had to let it go. That guy Baili Ningqing laughed at me for a long time, saying that my nest is worse than her thatched hut .”

Chang Li saw the regret in her expression, and without thinking about it, he said, "I can bring some more flowers."

She also didn't understand why she said "flower", that word seemed to have been lurking in her heart for a long time.

Zhong Mingzhu smiled slightly, and held her hand tightly: "Maybe we can plant some peach blossoms, so that we don't have to travel all the way to Taoyuan to see it."

"We..." As Chang Li read these two words, he felt a warm feeling flowing through his heart, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Walking to a boulder that was split open, Zhong Mingzhu let go of Chang Li's hand, stepped forward, took out a few talismans and pasted them on the stone surface, and then drew a series of symbols to connect the talismans.

"This is the backtracking formation that Senior Brother Yun is best at." Before Changli could ask, Zhong Mingzhu explained, "I was a disciple of the Tianyi sect back then, and I benefited a lot from his guidance."

Changli thought of Yun Yi. When she was thinking about the past in the ancestral hall, she could see the appearance of those disciples on the jade certificate. Among them, Yun Yi was the only one she knew. Only at that time, she lost her memory and did not understand that those disciples were actually dead. .

"He, Senior Brother Yun, is the suzerain, so he will visit me occasionally." She said slowly, "Every time he would ask me if I am doing well, or if I have anything I want."

She was very calm, and she couldn't say she was very kind to Yun Yi, but when she recalled it now, those plain memories caused a slight pain in her heart.

Zhong Mingzhu lightly stroked her back and sighed: "He is a very good person."

"I heard from Uncle Mu that Senior Brother Yun was studying the backtracking formation before he was alive. If it hadn't been for..." Changli paused, "If it hadn't been for the unexpected disaster, maybe we could have found Fairy Yuyuan's henchmen."

"Oh? What do you say?"

Changli then relayed what Mu Danxin told her to Zhong Mingzhu one by one.

"Uncle Mu said that when he left Yunfu Mountain, the arrangement of the formation was coming to an end, but because there were very few clues, Brother Yun's cultivation level was not enough, so he needed the help of a cultivator who transformed himself into a spirit to activate the formation."

"It turned out to be like this." Zhong Mingzhu drew the last rune, a coldness flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at Changli, the coldness was hidden, "Let's see what happened on the top of the mountain first. "

There was a flash of light, and a few wisps of blood flowed from the broken mark of the boulder, and then a faint phantom appeared on the snow.

The phantom that appears and disappears from time to time cannot show the whole process, but it is enough for Zhong Mingzhu to see what he wants.

Three monks in black robes attacked Liu Hanyan.In the end, Liu Hanyan beheaded one person, escaped from the encirclement, and judging from her movements, she was probably injured.

"Chongxiao Sword really lives up to its reputation." Zhong Mingzhu said with emotion, "After tens of thousands of years of spiritual power waning, it still has such power."

"Not Liu Hanyan?"

"With the Chongxiao Sword, her skill can be improved to the extreme." Zhong Mingzhu took out a Lingshi and threw it everywhere, as if to make the phantom clearer, "It's just that she can get the approval of the Chongxiao Sword. She's pretty amazing, too."

Changli let out a "hmm", and was about to ask Zhong Mingzhu why he wanted to reproduce this scene, when something suddenly appeared in her hand. When she looked at it, she found it was a branch, but the branch was surrounded by sword energy, exuding a frightening aura. breath.

It was like a sword.

"This is?" She didn't understand why Zhong Mingzhu handed her a wooden sword.

Zhong Mingzhu smiled: "Your spirit sword is broken, so let's make do with it first. Although it's not as good as the real Cangwu sword, it's sharp enough."

It turned out that this was the wooden sword she used to lure out Tian Yizong and was rumored to be the Cangwu Sword. When Chang Li was kidnapped that day, she took this sword with her and solved the hot potato for Mu Yun.

Then, she spread her hands, a cluster of flames sprang out from her palms, reflecting blood-like crimson in her eyes.Changli immediately felt the fighting spirit.

"Why are you still hiding? Do you want to be as enduring as this mountain?" Accompanied by Zhong Mingzhu's mocking voice, the fire in her palm suddenly flew towards the spirit stone thrown earlier like a shooting star.

In just a split second, countless red lines connected together, engraving a huge spiritual pattern on the ground. Where the light was at its peak, blood-colored thorns stabbed out, tearing apart the wind and snow, and outlined a faint crimson shadow in the vast expanse of plain white.

There were a few slight sounds in the void, and after that, Changli saw some blood falling on the snow.

Two silhouettes were silhouetted near them, one of them clutched his shoulder, blood dripped continuously, leaving glaring marks on the snow.

Changli recognized that it was the figure that appeared in the backtracking formation before.

Those were the two who were still alive among the three besieging Liu Hanyan. They did not leave, but lurked here.

Zhong Mingzhu clapped his hands and said, "I only heard that the dog will help guard the gate of my house, but I have never heard of it guarding other places." Although she was smiling, her eyes were colder than the flying snow, "Say, Who told you to stay here."

The two exchanged a look, then sacrificed the magic weapon at the same time, and attacked Zhong Mingzhu mercilessly.

Chang Li can understand it with just one glance.

This is no ordinary contest—it's a battle of life and death.