There are bandits in Zhongshan

"It's a rare visitor..." Zhu Maolin leaned against the window and smiled lightly, as if waiting for some good show.

The celadon teacup in his hand, which had been drank most of the tea, gradually lost its temperature. He wanted to put it down, but after seeing a shallow layer of tea at the bottom and the tea leaves floating in it, he changed his mind and raised his hand to hold the teacup to the same level. Eye level, shook slightly, and then buckled upside down on the saucer.

Slowly moving away from the teacup, the eyes fell on the pattern formed by tea and tea leaves in the middle of the saucer.

It looks messy, but it vaguely reveals a sharp outline, and a quick divination on a whim turns out to be a sign of serious danger.

There were waves in his usually peaceful eyes, and he looked towards Baili Ningqing in the distance, a little anxiety suddenly appeared between his brows.

He has lived for a long time, so long that he can't remember when it was the beginning. He was originally a green bamboo on the mountain of Zhaoyao. Thousands of years ago, he had a chance to open up his spiritual consciousness, but before that, he had gone through countless springs and autumns. reincarnation.

After reading all the joys and sorrows in the world, he once felt how boring life was, until the vivid color broke into his bamboo forest by mistake.

From then on, she was the only one he could calculate or predict.

He didn't expect Mo Chenxiang to come, but he wasn't very surprised either.

There are only two pass orders, which are made of bamboo boards taken from his body. Not only can he unimpededly enter the bamboo forest blocked by his enchantment, he can even find his location thousands of miles away.

It should be an extremely precious thing, anyone would keep it carefully, even if it exists, it would not reveal it to others, but at this time this token appeared in Mo Chenxiang's hands, Zhu Maolin was not surprised at all.

——After all, it is that person, no matter what unbelievable actions he makes, it is not surprising.

Zhu Maolin is happy and quiet. The spell on the pass can only protect one person, so even if it falls into the hands of others, he will not be threatened. Even if someone with a higher cultivation than him breaks in with the pass, he can only pass.Even if the two tokens are used as the base to break through forcefully, the tearing line will be repaired in an instant, and outsiders will not be able to enter.

Long before Baili Ningqing noticed, he had already noticed the unexpected guest.However, because the other party's cultivation base was not enough to hurt Baili Ningqing, he continued to stay in the room and drink tea.

After discovering that the person was Mo Chenxiang, he still laughed a few times with interest, but after making a quick guess, there was no trace of a smile on that Qingjuan face.

Baili Ningqing likes to fight with people, and hates him to intervene, so he usually waits and sees with his arms folded when encountering such situations. After much deliberation, he finally didn't follow him, but released a ray of spiritual power for a contingency.

With the sound of fluttering wings, a group of dark shadows rushed into the house like sharp arrows, and then stopped firmly. It was a black peregrine falcon with a small green bamboo tag tied around its neck.

It was Lu Lin's spiritual pet, which he brought down from the top of Kunwu Mountain. It was named Qizhe, and its speed was as fast as lightning. The two of them communicated with Qingluan through spiritual power, and Qizhe has a physical body, and its speed Although it is far superior to Qingluan, it is inconvenient to have the token to enter, so Lu Lin will only call it to send a message in an emergency.

After it stopped, it opened its mouth and spit out a piece of jade. Zhu Maolin pinched the jade piece, and Lu Lin's voice immediately spread to Linghai:

"On June [-]th, Yuyuan will preach in the Hexu Mountain. Whether he is a god or above, he has received invitations. The head of the thirteen sects who are currently the most powerful is also invited to go. I have left Kunwu. , Divination before we leave, the divination is a bad omen, sir, be careful, if something happens to me, I will entrust the whole city of Kunwu to my husband's care."

Even if he wanted something from others, he would have that unkind tone, just like Lu Lin's temperament.

June [-]th, there is still one month left.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Zhu Maolin's eyes became more and more worried.

Even Yu Yuan made some moves, after all, the sky is about to change——

Faced with Baili Ningqing's questioning, Mo Chenxiang's eyes showed sadness, but it was fleeting. She calmed down and said in a clear voice: "I was entrusted by Elder Tianyi Zongmu Danxinmu to ask the two seniors for help. one person."

Tianyi Zongmu wanted to find someone other than Changli.

Baili Ningqing understood it as soon as she heard it, but immediately had other doubts.

Even if Zhong Mingzhu went to Wuquan Mountain to report the news as soon as Zhong Mingzhu left, it would be at least more than a month before the three elders who alarmed Tianyi Sect. Why did they know now, and even asked Mo Chenxiang to pass the message.

——What's more, she knew that Zhong Mingzhu had gone to Yanfu, so she didn't have time to pass the news back to the sect.

what is the problem……

She secretly thought about all kinds of possibilities, but on the face she pretended to be stupid: "Who is he looking for?"

Taishang Qixuan Palace and Tianyi Sect are both righteous, and there is no other relationship other than that. In fact, as far as she knows, the relationship between the two factions is not even friendly.The Tianyi sect has a clean and upright style, and has always disdained to hurt people secretly. Even if it deals with evil ways, it also asks for the word "upright". Although Baili Ningqing has an enmity with Wu Hui, she has a clear temperament and will not anger the entire sect because of one person , generally respects Tianyizong, otherwise he would not have rescued Yunyi when he saw Yunyi in trouble.It is not the case at the Supreme Seven Profound Palace. She still remembers the fact that the Supreme Seven Profound Palace and several other orthodox sects attacked Kunwu before the battle invitation was issued. At that time, Mo Chenxiang's master, Du Xuanze of the Five Spirits Sect, even invited him. Tian Yizong, but was rejected by Mu Danxin.

Afterwards, the Tianyi School was attacked by Lu Li, and some people from the other sects secretly ridiculed Mu Danxin for not knowing what was good and bad at the time, and Mu Danxin only responded with the words "clean, upright and self-disciplined".

From her point of view, even if Tian Yizong knew about Chang Li being taken away by her from other places, he couldn't find Mo Chenxiang.

However, Mo Chenxiang seemed to see her pretentiousness, and said: "I know Fairy Changli is here, so don't make any trouble for me, Senior."

"Who told you that?"

"To be honest, I ran into a disciple of Changli Fairy on the way to Yanfu, and she wanted to go back to the sect to report the news, so I suggested that she go to Yanfu." When Zhong Mingzhu was mentioned, Mo Chenxiang watched Baili Ningqing carefully. His expression seemed to be spying on something, "It's considered an acquaintance. I think you shouldn't embarrass Fairy Changli. I didn't want to intervene, but after receiving Master's order, I had to take the liberty to interrupt. Elder Mu was worried about Fairy Changli, and he still looked at senior I can let her go."

"You met that, her apprentice..." Amazement flashed in Baili Ningqing's eyes, but she quickly covered it up, and said with a smile on the surface, "What a coincidence."

"she……"

Mo Chenxiang wanted to say something, but Baili Ningqing's suddenly raised voice overwhelmed her.

"Mo Chenxiang, it's okay if you don't mention your immortal master, but I get angry when you mention it. Are you his dog? Are you pointing east or west?" The tip of the gun slowly spread out, "I tell you, Changli is with me, but I won't hand it over to you. The white-eyed wolf in the Supreme Seven Profound Palace is sick to me, so let Mu Danxin roll over to beg his nephew, if it is If he comes, I will think about it."

What she said was ugly, but every sentence was true, like a sharp knife piercing the wound that had never healed until it was dripping with blood again.

Mo Chenxiang took a step back unconsciously, the corners of her lips under the veil showed a bit of bitterness, obviously she had already cultivated to become a god, but she felt breathless, almost suffocating.

Hundreds of years ago, under the indifferent gaze of that person, she could still grit her teeth and tell herself that she was forced to do so, but time has passed, and all that remains in her heart is endless regret.

"I will pass it on to Elder Mu." She could only accept Baili Ningqing's scolding.

Just about to leave, but was called to stop.

"Wait for me!" Baili Ningqing was still pointing at her with the tip of her gun, her voice mixed with the sharpness of sarcasm, "Leave the pass, since you have broken with her, this thing should not be returned Is it the original owner?"

"Yes." Mo Chenxiang promised, and the small bamboo plaque flew out of her sleeve and flew into Baili Ningqing's hands.

Baili Ningqing looked at the bamboo card for a few times, and found that it was not moved, so he waved his hand unceremoniously, not hiding the impatience in his tone, and said: "Okay, you can get out."

Unexpectedly, after finishing speaking, Mo Chenxiang still stood there motionless for a long time, her eyes lowered, she was thinking about something, she was about to urge her again, but she heard Mo Chenxiang speak again:

"Is she... okay?"

The soft voice trembled slightly, almost as if begging.

"Isn't it spread among your famous families? I thought everyone knew she was dead." Baili Ningqing was still angry.

"She's not dead!" Mo Chenxiang denied it with a firm attitude as if she had been stung, "Her soul lamp hasn't gone out yet, but for some reason it's much darker, I... don't believe it, I'm worried about her."

In the second half of the sentence, the voice gradually lowered, as gloomy as a candle that was about to go out.

"You still have her soul lamp?" Although Baili Ningqing hated Mo Chenxiang extremely, but when she heard such words, her heart suddenly softened a little, and she touched her chin and wondered if what she said just now was too harsh when she was so angry up.

The soul lamp is similar to the natal magic weapon. When it is refined, a drop of blood essence is injected. After that, if the person does not die, the lamp will not go out, and its own situation will be reflected on the lamp. If it is dying, it will be clear at a glance when the lamp is dim.

She is loyal and reasonable, some things are not used to it, but she can't get used to it, and she can more or less understand that it is not easy, but it is because someone close to her is almost hurt that she is so angry.

After losing his temper, he became less aggressive, and when he heard that Mo Chenxiang still kept the soul lamp, he felt compassion.

"Oh, it's a bit strange for me to say that." She sighed, and frowned, "That person is not a good person. Although you were the one who apologized to her first, even if that incident didn't happen, she will probably I will also be sorry for you, and besides, she should have let go, so you just, just look at it?"

She has a straightforward personality, and there are not so many twists and turns with Zhu Maolin, so she can hide as far as she can from these emotional entanglements, but this time she saw that Mo Chenxiang was too pitiful, so she couldn't help but speak out to persuade her .

After thinking about it, she added another sentence: "Your soul lamp, she has already thrown it away, so..."

The conversation stopped at this point, she couldn't think of what to answer after "so", but there was no need to answer, Mo Chenxiang didn't stay for a moment after hearing the first half of the sentence, and disappeared behind the clouds in an instant.

"Tsk..." After a long time, Baili Ningqing put away his weapon, with a look of displeasure in his eyes, "Damn it, I'm so annoying!"

In the room, Changli was still sitting cross-legged on the bamboo floor, waiting quietly. With her cultivation, it was naturally difficult to detect what was going on outside, and she was not interested in knowing, as Baili's words echoed repeatedly in her mind. Ning Qing's last words.

Baili Ningqing said that she was going to retrieve the inner alchemy, implying that she knew where Zhong Mingzhu was.

But why did she know about Zhong Mingzhu's movements?

Neither Zhu Maolin nor Baili Ningqing have left this bamboo forest these days. Even if Zhu Maolin is a hole in the sky, it is impossible to find a person's whereabouts in the vast world, and they have been thinking about dealing with Qianmianyan The whereabouts of Zhong Mingzhu was never mentioned.

One possibility is that Zhong Mingzhu had a tracking rune on his body, but when he put the inner alchemy into her storage ring, Changli didn't find anything inside, everything was the same as when he came.Tracking runes that can still know the location from such a long distance must use real objects as the medium, otherwise they will soon become invalid.

Another possibility is that Zhong Mingzhu was actually stopped by Baili Ningqing, but Baili Ningqing had promised not to attack her, so why bother with her cultivation.

Or - Changli thought that when he went to Qingyang County for the first time, the old house that Zhong Mingzhu said was now living in a bamboo forest, if it wasn't a coincidence, it must be premeditated.

Maybe they know Zhong Mingzhu's life experience.

Maybe she could try asking.

The fingers clenched again unconsciously, which was something she had never tried before.

For 300 years, the road she walked was paved for her by her master and uncle early in the morning, but this time, for some reason, she seemed to have strayed into a strange place, with countless fork roads ahead, each of which led to an unpredictable direction.

There was a sudden stabbing pain between the eyebrows, as if a sharp blade had pierced deeply into the skull.

She raised her hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, and silently recited the heart-cleaning mantra in Zhenwu Shouyuan Jue.

Ever since I can remember, I have felt pain in the forehead and heart from time to time, not very frequently, and without regularity, sometimes several times a year, sometimes not once in decades.

Only the master and two uncles knew about this matter. The uncle watched it for her several times when she was young, but she couldn't find the crux of the problem. In addition, it didn't seem to have any effect on her cultivation, so she gradually stopped worrying about it.In the more than 100 years of being with Zhong Mingzhu, there were only three or five episodes of it, all of which were fleeting stings, and the other party didn't notice it, so she didn't mention it.

This time the pain was worse than ever before, as if it was about to split his head, and he had recited the Qingxin mantra ten times, but there was no improvement.She inhaled and exhaled intermittently, frowned unconsciously because of the pain, and even the hands on her knees trembled slightly.

It seemed that only the first few times lasted that long, and she recalled the initial scene in a trance.

The first time, she seemed to faint, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the little uncle's worried gaze and reddish eye sockets. At that time, she didn't understand why the little uncle's eyes were red, until the next attack At that time, in her blurred vision due to pain, she saw the little uncle covering his face and crying, and the uncle Mu was kneeling on the ground and hugging her, his eyes seemed to be red, and she realized that the little uncle had cried at that time. , so the eye sockets are red.

But why cry?

She still didn't understand, and thought about asking the junior uncle, but she hadn't seen the two uncles for a long time after that, and even if she came to deliver food, she left quickly, and there was no one in sight every time, for a long time Now, she forgot to ask about it, and later, she didn't need to go out of the Jiange, and occasionally had a conversation, but it was separated by a wall. The next time we met, it was No. 20 after Qian Mianyan was injured and left. [-] five years.

Probably it was so painful that my thoughts were blurred, and many thoughts that had never appeared flashed in my mind.

For example, although she was taken care of by two uncles since she was a child, she actually met only a handful of times, and the number of times her master appeared was even less. Occasionally instructing her on swordsmanship was separated by a thick curtain. She only heard the voice of the master, but never I've seen him.

For example, Zhong Mingzhu was forgotten on Tiantai Peak, and she questioned her after returning. It was the first time someone spoke to her so loudly.

Another example is that the reason why she casually threw the string of Nanming agates into the storage ring was because she didn't know that it was an ornament for wearing.

The disorganized fragments are mostly blank at first, and then there are more and more colors, and the ones that are occupied by colors are almost all related to Zhong Mingzhu.

It turns out that I have been with her for so long, longer than the sword in the Jiange——

"Hmm!" The dull syllable overflowed from the throat, the pain in the forehead suddenly receded like a tide, Chang Li gasped for breath, his shoulders heaved violently, and it took a long time before he slowly let go, the chaotic thoughts were cut off in an instant, his mind It was blank, and I couldn't even remember where I was.

After she relaxed her body, the cool water droplets slid over the corners of her eyes. She stretched out her hand, only to realize that she was already covered in cold sweat, and her palm was also bloody from being scratched by her fingertips.

And the pain disappeared completely as if it had never appeared before.

What exactly is going on--

The cold laughter came to the ears, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the familiar spiritual oppression approached, Chang Li decisively came out from the house with the sword, and the next moment there was the sound of wood breaking from the place where he was originally, as if being hit by an invisible force. Squeeze vigorously until falling apart.

As soon as she came out, Zhu Maolin put a protective spell on her body.

"What the hell is going on?" Baili Ningqing scolded angrily. In front of her, a Taoist priest in yellow robes was clasping his hands and sneering.

With a sallow complexion and slender eyes, it is Qianmianyan.

"Why did the barrier break?" Baili Ningqing blocked Qianmianyan's several blows with a look of panic.

Zhu Maolin didn't speak, and his face was ugly. He stood above the bamboo forest and quickly carved amulets with his hands. The complicated spirit patterns spread around him, criss-crossing and covering the forest little by little.

Lu Lin even used Qi Zhe, but it was still a step too late. They must have cursed Qi Zhe on the way.

But the time is still not right, Qi Zhe can fly from Kunwu to him in only three days, casting and casting spells on his bamboo card cannot be done overnight, and the spiritual weapon needs to be prepared in advance, even in the They started on the first day Changli came, and it was too late. After receiving Lu Lin's letter, he guessed whether Tian Yizong would ask Yu Yuan for help to break through the barrier, but Mo Chenxiang and Qi Zhe were already dead. When he arrived, he was inspecting the bamboo tablet Qi Zhe brought, but he didn't expect the barrier to be broken in the blink of an eye.

Not to mention that Qianmianyan would arrive first.

And where the third medium is, he has no clue—

There was a glimpse of white in the corner of his eyes, his heart sank suddenly, and he caught a ray of light among all the clues, but before he had time to think about it, Baili Ningqing was already calling him.

"Don't worry about breaking the formation, catch him for me, and move!" She almost yelled that sentence.

Qian Mianyan was quickly overwhelmed by her storm-like offensive, and was quickly suppressed to the close of Zhu Maolin.

This person can't be killed for the time being, he can only be captured alive, that's why Zhu Maolin didn't take action for a long time, they have been suffering from this all the time, now seeing that Qian Mianyan didn't make any drastic moves, he was easily forced by Baili Ningqing to catch him with a spell Suddenly, Zhu Maolin felt uneasy.

Too many doubts, and too easy, this—

Baili Ningqing let go of the pistol, and raised her hand to engrave the curse of confinement. The moment she touched Qianmianyan with her fingertips, a sword energy suddenly pierced through the air.

"Ning Qing!" Zhu Maolin felt that the thing called rationality in his mind was cut off by the sword energy, and the spiritual energy surged up, and instantly razed everything under his feet to the ground, rushing towards the sword energy with irresistible power. go.

Whether he will kill Qian Mianyan or not, he no longer cares.

But the next moment he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and his attack was blocked - by a stronger spiritual force.

"Yu Yuan?" He lost his voice, almost at the same time, his eyes were covered with blood.

Beads of blood scattered, Baili Ningqing clutched her chest, she didn't even realize what happened, and then another chill came.

Qian Mianyan's hand penetrated into her chest, pinching her Shenyuan.

"You should have expected this day when you locked me in Zhongshan." His eyes seemed to be soaked in venom, and his distorted face was completely occupied by resentment.

He was full of hatred, hoping to find fear in Baili Ningqing's face, but soon he found that she didn't even look at him, but turned her head to look at the man dressed as a scribe not far away.

Even though Shenyuan was controlled and lost all her strength, she still tried to open her eyes and look at that person.

Isn't this woman afraid of death?

He thought to himself, he was hit in the chest by something suddenly, and his body immediately fell like a kite with a broken string.

Zhu Maolin desperately broke free from the shackles on his body. He would rather have his Shenyuan severely injured than pull Baili Ningqing into his arms. The sword energy came again, but he ignored it. Wearing Baili Ningqing's vest, he continuously poured his aura into it.

I don't know how many swords he suffered, his expression didn't change a bit, like a dead man, until Baili Ningqing coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the light appeared in his eyes again.

"Am I not dead yet..." Although Baili Ningqing woke up, she was still very weak. She raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of Zhu Maolin's mouth, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "It's so dirty..."

"Heh." Zhu Maolin buried his face in her shoulder, "Then I'll wipe it..."

After a while, he straightened up, looked at where the sword light was, and said sharply: "Yu Yuan, my skills are inferior to others, but if you don't give up, I will form a pact with the heavens, and I would like to spend my whole life cultivating to bless the world, in exchange for you Trapped in the lower realm forever, with no way to ascend."

As soon as he said this, there was a thunderous sound on the top of the zenith, which was the oath of heaven.

Others are extremely envious, and he can't even ask for thousands of years of cultivation. He is alone and can be discarded like a pair of shoes.

The monk who crossed the catastrophe was able to quell the chaos in the world at the cost of his whole life of cultivation. Although he didn't have that ability, but with all his cultivation, it was more than enough to curse one person.

The attack over there really stopped.He immediately evoked a mocking smile, which was exactly the same as Baili Ningqing's usual playful expression.

"Mr. Bamboo, why are you stuck in emotional barriers and don't seek relief?" came the monotonous voice like clear water, which seemed to be admonishing, but also seemed to be regretting.

The ridicule in Zhu Maolin's eyes did not change, and he said loudly: "Don't bother Fairy Yuyuan, it will be indefinite from now on."

When he was about to leave, he noticed that Chang Li, who was standing there silently, met those jet-black eyes, and there was a wry smile on his face.

If it were someone else, they would have taken advantage of the chaos and fled away.

He paused for a while, expressively saying: "They came for you, so they shouldn't hurt you. There are some things in the court. I sealed them with a secret spell. They should be intact. Take them, it's better than falling into them." Even if you don't need it, Zhong Mingzhu still needs some utensils to defend himself."

After saying that, he turned into a streamer and headed southwest.

"Li'er." The old man in Xuanpao with white beard and hair appeared in front of Changli, but it was Mu Danxin, "Are you injured?"

"No." Changli replied, she looked at Mu Danxin, the scene in front of her overlapped with the memory of many years ago, and she was somewhat similar.

Mu Danxin's eyes didn't turn red, but the sadness between his brows remained, and he looked much older than before.

Having been with Zhong Mingzhu for so many years, Changli has long been able to distinguish emotions, and she can see that Mu Danxin is not happy at all at this moment.

His eyes were dim, and he was vaguely embarrassed.

is ashamed.

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