Yun Qing subconsciously wanted to mobilize Fang Cunzhan, but when he thought that he was still holding someone in his hand, he could only silently perform the Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
A thin layer of blue jade covered her hands, and the heat of the flames could not break through the clear brilliance of the jade.
"This is..." The girl who brought her the classics broke away from her arms and looked at the continuous palaces covered in flames outside and said angrily, "Okay now, we have to rearrange our accommodation. If the Hundred Flowers Festival is delayed, , we will probably all be sent as living sacrifices by the Imperial Master!"
"Living sacrifice?" Yun Qing was surprised.
The girl didn't look afraid at all. She looked at the fire burning outside the door with a smile: "I'm kidding... The Imperial Master will naturally not be so cruel. But it's too strange to catch fire several times in a row, isn't it?"
"Yes, the spiritual energy suddenly became restless a few days ago, and at night there was an inexplicable fire. It's really..." Yun Qing nodded, "Should we hide out first?"
"I practice the art of following the square, so it doesn't matter." The girl was a little surprised when she saw that Yun Qing resisted easily.
A gentleman is like water, he follows the square and makes it round. This is also the inheritance of Lu Tiantan, which is to learn the way of a gentleman from water. Water is an extremely profound natural way, so this girl should be an inner disciple. It seems that the priestly position of flower boy really only depends on appearance, otherwise how could he choose Zheng Zhenzhen from the outer sect of the partial city and this young but advanced inner sect girl at the same time.
Yun Qing glanced at her and said no more. After setting the restrictions again, he sat back down and began to read the classics.
The girl released her own messenger bird, apparently to inform others.
"Which city are you from?" The girl looked uncertain and chatted with Yun Qing, "My name is Leshu. I grew up in Jingdu."
"Ci'an City." Yun Qing frowned. The fire outside was getting bigger and bigger, and nothing could be seen except red.
"Ci'an City!!? Have you ever seen the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion!? What does it look like?" Le Shu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I've never been there." Yun Qing felt that Le Shu and Zheng Zhenzhen were surprisingly consistent in their attitudes towards the imperial master.
"Oh..." Le Shu suddenly lost his energy and didn't say much.
Yun Qing read the classics while holding on to the restraint, but the increasingly difficult feeling made her a little uneasy.
She couldn't use her true energy to maintain the restraint, and could only rely on the meager Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique to isolate the violent spiritual energy. If she keeps burning like this, the restriction will definitely collapse, and she will be exposed at some point.
The reason she didn't escape from the fire before was because she didn't know what was going on outside. Since the fire could cause a riot of spiritual energy within the area covered by the altar, it was definitely not something to be trifled with. If there is a sea of fire outside, then they will be able to go out with ease. There are only a few people in this area, and it is difficult to ask for help. At least, the garden has its own protective formations and restrictions that Yun Qing has set up long ago.
Besides, this place is relatively close to the center of Lutian Temple. It is said that if something happens to such an important place as the altar, the senior officials of Lutian Temple will be alerted soon, and they are unlikely to be in danger. But now it seems a bit strange.
The fire outside was burning, but Yun Qing didn't feel any movement. There was no sound of the arsonist, no sound of the fire-fighters, not even a cry for help.
Yun Qing couldn't sit down any longer, so she stood up and walked toward the blazing flames.
"What are you going to do?" Le Shu called her.
"Go outside and take a look." Yun Qing paused. The temperature of the flames was simply unbelievable. All the rockeries outside the restricted area were burned into wisps of smoke. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
"Here, I'll give you this Mi Fei ring. Be careful." Le Shu threw a sparkling object towards her.
This thing is light and thin, and is cold to the touch. Although it glows coldly like metal, it feels more like silk. The texture is also ancient and simple, but it seems to be smart.
Mi Fei is the god of the Luoshui River. She is born with a body of water spirit and is not invaded by ordinary fire. Anything that has anything to do with gods is an ancient thing, rare to see in a thousand years, and possesses all kinds of magical powers. Those who are destined can realize the divine seal from it and gain the power of ancient gods.
Such a precious thing was enough for a small sect to treat it as a top-shelf inheritance, but Le Shu casually threw it to her. It seems that she is not an ordinary inner disciple.
Yun Qing used the Xuanyuan Jade Transformation Technique to hold up the thing, thanked Le Shu, and then walked out of the restricted protection range.
As soon as she got outside, she felt that the formations originally placed in the garden had been burned to the ground, and even the walls were burned to ashes, with nothing left next to them.
Yun Qing slowly poured his true energy into Mi Fei's ring. Mi Fei's ring emitted shallow waves, and Yun Qing felt as if she was surrounded by clear and translucent water, and the flames from outside could not invade at all.
But Yun Qing still frowned slightly, because the energy consumption was so terrible. Either it is really expensive to operate this magic weapon, or the fire outside is extraordinary.
Yun Qing calculated how long he could last, and then walked deeper. Under the cover of the sky full of fire, it was impossible to see the surrounding situation with the naked eye, but Yun Qing could still discern the direction with his mind's eye. Just when she was about to approach the Lutian Holy Altar, she suddenly stopped. Not far ahead was the Jingtian Palace where books were stored.
There was no one within a hundred meters, and the Jingtian Palace's restrictions were intact. It seemed that those disciples either hid in the palace, or ran outside to ask for help. The entrance to Jingtian Palace is tightly guarded, and non-inner disciples are not allowed to enter. If she asked to go in at this juncture, she didn't know if she would be granted permission.
At this time, the true energy was close to the limit. If he turned around immediately and could return to the garden, it would be safer to be with a practitioner like Le Shu who understood the way of water. But Jingtian Palace was right in front of her and she didn't want to go in vain. If she missed this opportunity, it might be difficult to enter next time.
In fact, Yun Qing understood that when she was thinking like this, she had actually fallen into the "reluctant" phase. It was difficult to decide whether to take a risk or move forward steadily. But the problem was that even if she understood the crux, she could not immediately Make a decision.
Just when Yun Qing was having difficulty making the decision, what she saw in her mind changed subtly.
Although the color of the flames is always red, there are always different shades. The mind of a cultivator is very detailed, especially after Yun Qing tempered his body with the method of "eating and swallowing Qi", he can see through many things that ordinary people cannot see. You must know that the ancient cultivators could swallow their breath for thousands of years. "The children in their eyes all have blue light and can see hidden things."
Under her mind, the depth of the flame was undergoing unusual changes. It was like... there was a huge thing with the same color as the flames walking slowly in the fire.
Thinking of this, Yun Qing's face suddenly darkened, and she tried her best to activate Mi Fei Huan, bypassing the place where the flames had an unusual color, and ran towards Jingtian Palace.
She already guessed what set the fire here.
Yun Qing didn't look back. She could almost feel the extremely hot breath behind her, surging like a wave. You must know that she is currently using all her strength to activate the magical concubine ring, but the fiery aura is no less powerful than the divine power.
It is only one step away from Jingtian Palace.
The flames behind her suddenly emitted a brilliant red light, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly surged into Yun Qing's heart.
During this crisis, her heart became clearer and clearer. The words "Kunshan Jade Broken Jue" that she had just read not long ago flashed in her mind, and her true energy frantically searched for an outlet in her meridians. She kneaded the secret with her backhand, and the complicated fingering technique was extremely fast. She completed it in the blink of an eye, and her true energy surged out at this moment.
The burning aura behind her is getting closer and closer, and as long as she is touched, she will not be able to stop it with just this Mi Fei ring.
"Shattered light splashing jade!"
A bit of warm clear light emerged from the red and dazzling flames, and gradually dispersed, turning into dots of jade powder. Countless powders vibrated out more fine clear light, which differentiated into a dense jade shield shape.
A beam of vermilion flames hit the jade shield, and the firelight and the clear light of the jade all exploded, bursting out into chaotic and brilliant fragments of light. The jade light disappeared in an instant, but these little sparks grew in the wind and turned into raging flames.
There was only a short moment of entanglement here, and Yun Qing had already rushed into the confines of Jingtian Palace.
"Start the battle!" she shouted loudly.
The ban was obviously controlled by someone, and it seemed that they also discovered the crisis on her side and opened a small crack.
Yun Qing flew towards the gate of Jingtian Palace, and just when she was completely within the confinement, another red flame bloomed behind her.
The things in the fire didn't seem to be aimed at her, but more like they were swept randomly in the fire and accidentally affected Yun Qing.
The ban was quickly closed again, and it was very cool inside Jingtian Palace.
"The Imperial Master has been alerted..."
There are only a few disciples in Jingtian Palace, and there is an old man with white hair, both of whom are secretary of Jingtian Palace. It was this old man who spoke.
But his tone didn't sound like he was saying "The Imperial Guard has been alarmed, we are all saved", it was more like saying "The Imperial Guard has been alarmed, we are all dead".
The other disciples were meditating quietly within the confinement, and seemed to be relatively calm. It seemed that they were all inner disciples with a firm mind and good qualifications.
Yun Qing had no time to think about this. She sat down cross-legged next to the disciples and began to restore her true energy silently. If she hadn't suddenly understood the "Shattering Light Splashing Jade" move just now, using attack to control attack, and slightly delaying the oncoming of the red flame, I'm afraid it would have been in danger now. It seems that Kunshan Jade Broken Jue is not as useless as imagined.
When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of fire visible outside.
But the scorched ground, black smoke-belching buildings, and empty squares all pointed to what had happened before.
"Get out, the imperial master has already taken care of it." Seeing that Yun Qing had woken up, the old man came over with his back bent.
Yun Qing saluted him: "Thank you, senior, for the rescue."
"Why are fellow disciples so particular about each other? Just be fine." The old man looked cold but what he said was similar to Chen Jiukai. It would take a lot of risks to open the restriction to save her, and it was against the rules for outer disciples. There were rules for entering the Jingtian Palace, but these secretaries opened a way out for her without hesitation.
Thinking back to the former Senior Sister Yu who seemed difficult to get along with, but actually liked to give advice to the younger generation, and the Le Shu who lent Mi Fei's ring without blinking an eye, Yun Qing suddenly felt that the interior of the Temple of Heaven was really tight. very. Zheng Zhenzhen's kind of thing probably only happens in the outer sect of the branch.
This is probably one of the reasons why it has only one top inheritance but has successfully become one of the Seven Holy Lands.
The orthodox Taoist sect cannot naturally be a place where selfishness, greed, and materialistic desires prevail. If disciples are scheming all day long, killing people, seizing treasures, and indulging in sex and lust, then what kind of path do we need to pursue and what kind of truth are we cultivating? It would be better to enter the mortal world, live happily for a hundred years, and then die silently.
Yun Qing saluted again, then turned and left Jingtian Palace.
Once the cause and effect is established, she can slowly use the Heavenly Book to explore the things inside, so she is not in a hurry.
There are dangers hidden in the Lutian Holy Altar. Moreover, the source of the fire today is also her big problem, so she must be cautious. Once exposed, it is a dead end.
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"A clear song rhymes around the beams, and the flowers fall from the sky with the fragrance of dancing clothes. The flute player is ashamed of himself on the spot, and temporarily exchanges his immortal bones for tenderness. A ball of crimson snow scatters with the wind, scattering the sorrow of the children for thousands of years. "
In the Hongluan Pavilion and the elegant pavilion, there are beauties singing and dancing, incense is lingering, and gauze is swaying, as if in a dream.
The melody of this song is soft and there is a hint of desolation. The song is as ethereal and clear as a clear stream, but it also has the meaning of charming all living beings unconsciously.
Through the thin gauze curtain, you can see a graceful figure dancing to the singing.
Outside the gauze curtain, there was a person in white sacrificial robes sitting quietly. This man's white hair reaches the ground, but his face is very young, his expression is restrained, and his whole person has an unreal feeling. He sat there quietly, like a fine grain of sand in the rolling red dust, existing harmoniously with the distracting sounds around him. But that kind of unmoving, clear and holy feeling is beyond the mortal world.
The clear one is the sky, the turbid one is the earth. This person is almost perfectly integrated between the clear and the turbid, with the heaven above and the earth below.
"Why are you doing this..."
The man said nothing. But his voice naturally appeared in the dancer's ears.
Without waiting for the dancer to answer anything, he waved his sleeves and stood up, her figure gradually disappearing into nothingness.
When the dancer saw him leaving, she also stopped moving.
The gauze curtain was lifted, and the dancer inside was wearing a bright red dress, with cinnabar on her eyebrows like blood. When you look at her, you will understand that there is someone in this world who is so beautiful that words cannot express it, and just one glance is enough to make people drunkenly dream and die.
The waiter in white standing next to her saw her stop and quickly stepped forward to offer a small glass cup. The thick blood in the cup rippled slightly.
If Yun Qing were here, he would find that it was Fang Cunzhan.
The woman drank it all in one gulp.
"You said, but the song I sang today is not moving enough to keep him?" The woman's mouth was stained with blood, reflecting the blood-colored cinnabar, and her white jade-like skin had a kind of creepy beauty.
"Of course not!" The waiter in white immediately knelt down.
"Hey..." the woman sighed softly, "Yes, there is no reason why my music should not make people moved. It's a pity... the people who listen to the music are the most heartless."
The waiter in white knelt on the spot and said nothing.
"Call Bifang back... don't play anymore." The woman crushed Fang Cunzhan.
"yes."
"This time we must capture the Nine Lives City, and then use this as a breakthrough to invade the Mirror Kingdom to hunt for that evil obstacle. The Hundred Flowers Sacrifice is a small matter, but the Book of Heaven is a big deal..."
The woman sighed quietly, and the powder contained in the Fang Cun Zhan slipped from between her fingers.