Yu Hongchen

Xie Liuchen, who was sitting far away, also pricked up his ears curiously, listening to Shang Lixing's speech.

"Yes, chance," Shang Lixing said, "This Ziyuan secret realm is the Zifu that was left behind before the fall of Da Neng. There has been no one to inherit it for thousands of years, so it must be waiting for someone who is destined to come."

Xiang Wanning also said: "I once heard from the elders in the sect that the secret realm is vacant here, and it must be inherited by a destined person. Could it be that Junior Sister Xiao is this destined person?"

Shang Lixing said: "That's right, according to what you said, this Junior Sister Xiao is a person with a tough heart and an extreme pursuit of cultivation. Perhaps this is why she was selected by the secret realm. The matter of chance has never been humane. That's why she entered the dense forest in the dark."

Fang Jinglin was dissatisfied: "For thousands of years, countless sword cultivators have come and gone, and no one has been favored by this secret realm. How come she, Xiao Ziyu, has such shit luck?"

Xiang Wanning blamed him for being rude, Shang Lixing said with a smile: "It's fate, it's the way of heaven. Your chance is not here, so don't force it."

All the disciples were silent, although they didn't show it on the surface, they were a little bit upset in their hearts.Xie Liuchen thought in his heart: "Master said that I have a firm mind and I am suitable for sword practice, but compared with this senior sister Xiao who is dedicated to cultivating the Tao, what am I worth? I think she was hostile to me before coming here, and it really wasn't aimed at me. , but can't let go of being defeated by a fledgling disciple; what she cares about is not me, but the obstacles in her practice, alas, I really take myself too seriously." He thought about it, and was at a loss for a moment.

Xiang Wanning was still anxious: "But before I came in, I promised the elders and the master of the peak to try my best to protect every disciple, but now—"

Shang Lixing said in a warm voice: "After I go out, I will explain to Elder Yunxiang and Master Zhao Feng that you don't have to worry too much to Junior Sister Xiang."

Xiang Wanning listened to his gentle words of persuasion, and finally let go of her heart.

Shang Lixing said again: "Shang came a step late because he was dealing with matters in the sect. Please worry about it. The journey has been uneventful. I thought I would rest here for half a day before making any plans. Since we are destined to meet here, why not?" We will go together for the next itinerary, what do you think, Junior Brothers and Sisters of Yunshan?"

A look of surprise appeared on Xiang Wanning's face, Fang Jinglin laughed loudly and said, "Of course that's good." The rest of the younger brothers and sisters behind him also couldn't help their expressions.

As dusk falls, a bonfire rises in the wasteland with dry branches, and the people sitting on the white stone chat in low voices. Distinguished because of his discipleship, Yunshan disciple had long admired Shang Lixing's demeanor, but now he had already turned into a tamed little beast, showing an excited and shy expression.

Shang Lixing asked, "It's been 50 years since we last visited Yunshan Mountain. Is the head of the sect all right?"

Xiang Wanning smiled and said, "Senior Brother Shang has a heart. Master, everything is fine, and besides, my disciples are sharing the affairs of the sect, so it's not like Senior Brother Shang did it himself."

She has known Shang Lixing for a long time, and her conversation is a little less cautious than other disciples, and she is a little more familiar: "Master, the old man doesn't say anything, but he has been thinking about you, and he said it's been a long time I saw Senior Brother Shang, and I look forward to when you will go to Yunshan again, Senior Brother."

Shang Lihang shook his head and said, "Before, Qiushuimen was busy with affairs, and I really couldn't get away. Even this trip to the secret realm was just because I happened to be staying nearby, so I was looking for space to come here."

Xiang Wanning wondered, "As the leader of the team, Senior Brother Shang, why did you enter the secret realm?"

Shang Lixing said indifferently: "You are waiting outside the secret territory, and you are also waiting inside the secret territory. Why not let me lead everyone in, not to mention this group of casual cultivators." He pointed to the dozens of monks around him, "They are also the first Once entering the Purple Abyss Secret Realm, as the sect master, I also have the responsibility to take care of them."

Shang Li's jargon was reserved, but Xiang Wanning understood the implication, because she had assisted the sect master in dealing with sect affairs for many years, and she was no longer as ignorant as other disciples. Two, but casual cultivators are not as easy to discipline as ordinary disciples—the disciples of the great sect are controlled by the door rules. Compared with the unscrupulous casual cultivators, they are already subject to many limitations. Some monks have the idea of ​​killing people to seize treasures, and it will be difficult to ask who is right and who is wrong. It is a trivial matter, and the most regrettable thing is to sacrifice innocent lives in the secret realm.

Whether it's supervision or precaution, as the head of the Loose Cultivator League, it is impossible for Shanglihang to allow a group of Loose Cultivators and disciples of the Great Martial Sect to get along in the same closed place.

But as an ally with the same status as other sects, Qiushuimen couldn't refuse this rare opportunity to practice, so in the end it turned into Shang Lixing coming to sit in charge in person.

Thinking of this, Xiang Wanning felt even more respectful, and joked: "Brother has time to come to the secret realm but not to Yunshan. If the old master knows, he will be angry."

Shang Lixing said with a slight smile: "Now that the matter of the demon clan in the sect has just been dealt with, I have some free time. In a few days, I will go to Yunshan to kiss the head of the sect. Don't think that my half-way senior brother is too much trouble."

Xie Liuchen was attracted by his four words "devil's affairs", and raised his head suddenly, feeling very curious in his heart, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. Fortunately, Xiang Wanning also noticed these words: "The demons were born many years ago." After the defeat, there were heavy casualties, and they had long been hidden in the vast land of the Northern Continent. Why, what happened to the demons?"

Shang Lixing shook his head, but did not answer.

Xiang Wanning understood in an instant, knowing that this was a secret matter in the Qiushuimen, she had exceeded the norm by asking, so her face became hot.

Xie Liuchen listened to his excuses, but didn't get any useful information, and was very disappointed in his heart.

When the male cultivator named Ji Qing heard the conversation between the two, he was afraid that Xiang Wanning might misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, please don't misunderstand. During the secret investigation stage, no useful information has been found for a while, so it needs to be carried out secretly."

After hearing Ji Qing's words, Xiang Wanning knew that he had a villainous heart, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, he said nothing.

Shang Lixing couldn't help being a little funny, and while the two were talking, he casually glanced around.

With this scan, he noticed Xie Liuchen who was sitting behind everyone.

Compared with the joyful look on the face of the Yunshan Sword Sect disciple, the young man still closed his eyes and meditated, separated from the others by courtesy, and stayed away from the crowd just like He Suwu.

It is expected that he is another youth who is as proud as snow.

Shang Lixing looked at the young man's face by the light of the fire, his eyes flickered slightly, and then said softly: "I don't know what to call that junior brother who is sitting by the dead branch?"

His voice is not loud, but he has been in a high position all year round, and there is an aura in his voice that is deliberately low and difficult to ignore. For a moment, Yunshan disciples and everyone in Qiushuimen stopped talking and turned their eyes to Xie Liuchen. Jianxiu He Suwu rarely raised his eyes to look at Xie Liuchen.

Xie Liuchen was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he suddenly became the object of everyone's attention. He felt very uncomfortable under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, so he also looked at Shang Lixing, who was ten feet away.

Fang Jinglin hastily introduced: "This is Yunshan Sword Sect Leiluofeng Elder Xuansi's disciple, Xie Liuchen thanks junior brother."

"Oh, so it's Elder Xuan Si's high-legged disciple, Junior Brother Xie." Shang Lixing suddenly lowered his voice, stood up after speaking, and walked slowly to Xie Liuchen's side. Voice.

Xie Liuchen suddenly felt the coercion deliberately emanating from him, and wanted to escape but was unable to move. Seeing Shang Lixing getting closer, Xie Liuchen was shocked, and he held his sword tightly, holding his breath, for fear that the other party would see something.

When he came to the side, he saw Shang Lixing suddenly bent down, and naturally pulled up his left hand, which was not holding a sword. Xie Liuchen raised his head with half-closed eyes, and met a pair of slightly smiling eyes, shining like stars.

In the next moment, Shang Lixing's expression became serious: "There is stagnation of zhenqi in your hands, which makes it difficult to circulate the zhenqi in your whole body. It must be because you have been injured in the past few days."

Xiang Wanning was very surprised, Junior Brother Xie was injured in a place she didn't know, why did he refuse to tell the truth... She thought of the lost Xiao Ziyu, and felt a sense of loss in her heart. Okay, can't the disciples entrust their wholehearted trust?

Fang Jinglin said quickly, "Ah, brother Xie, so you were injured? Why didn't you tell us?"

The one who was even more surprised was Xie Liuchen. Before the battle with the monster a few days ago, he really felt a tingling pain in the palm of his hand. He didn't connect this matter with his abnormality, he didn't expect that the person in front of him had such a bright gaze that he could see through it all at once.

Before he could think about it, Shang Lixing said again: "With your physical strength, you wouldn't be attacked by monsters so easily. You seem to be tired between your brows, it seems that you have encountered some troubles I was distracted for a while, and was injured by the consciousness shot out by the monster 'Yaotong', am I right?"

Seeing Xie Liuchen's surprised expression, Shang Lixing knew that he had guessed right. He luckily removed the long stick in his hand, took out a piece of bright yellow talisman paper from his bosom, swung it in the air, and made a summoning gesture with his left hand. He quickly drew a few charms on the talisman paper, and then quickly pointed at Xie Liuchen's temple with two fingers.

Xie Liuchen's whole body was shaken, and then he felt a bone-penetrating icy spring flow into his temples from his fingertips, and then the sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, his consciousness suddenly relaxed, his meridians became smooth, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and his eyes returned to the clear and bright state of the past .

Xie Liuchen felt that the troublesome thoughts that had been haunting his mind for the past few days had disappeared, and he was satisfied for a while. He wanted to bow his hands and express his gratitude to Shang Lixing, but found that his left hand was still tightly held by Shang Lixing, and The other party looked thoughtful.