Zheng Zhenzhen ran towards Jieshan on the white snow, and Aman should still be waiting for her.
Maybe Yun Qing is there too
Not long ago, she took a piece of paper that Yunqing gave her back to Mianfenglang, but she failed to meet Jinghua and Jiuhuan. In the past few days, Qingxuzi of Shenyinmen has been recuperating in Mianfenglang. The two of them have a lot of things to do and are under a lot of pressure, so they don't often show up in front of her.
Zheng Zhenzhen put the piece of paper on the Jinghua case, and told Xiaodaotong that if he met Jinghua, he must tell her.
Before she left, she took one last look at the cold pool, and the luxuriant peach blossom trees beside the cold pool. The branches and leaves of the peach trees rustled in the wind, and the fallen leaves curled up and fell into the cold pool, condensing into a piece of early spring that was silently rippling. Here, she and Jiu Huan, Jing Hua and other Taoist seniors also laughed and laughed, enlightened the Tao and discussed the Dharma. But now she must leave.
Zheng Zhen was really reluctant to give up. The seniors in Mianfenglang treated her very well and never scolded her because of her poor comprehension ability. The quiet and peaceful Sleeping Phoenix Corridor is more suitable for her practice.
But Zheng Zhen really had no choice.
It was wrong for her to enter Mianfenglang with a deceitful heart at the beginning, and it is even more wrong to defect to Mianfenglang now. At this moment, Zheng Zhenzhen understood a little bit. When she left Ci'an City under Yun Qing's half coercion and half lure, she was perhaps destined to make some mistakes.
But it's not that there is no chance to make up, just as Yun Qing told her, all the karma owed must be repaid in the end. Under heaven, no one can escape.
Zheng Zhenzhen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was no longer confused or afraid.
She was running fast in the wind and snow. Since this was the path she chose, there was no reason to give up halfway.
Just when she and A'Mang met and the two started to walk towards the extreme north, Jinghua finally returned to her room.
"Senior Jinghua, Senior Sister Zheng Zhenzhen has left something for you." Xiao Daotong greeted her as soon as she came back and said.
Jinghua frowned, she felt that the word "stay" was not quite right.
"Where is she?"
Xiao Daotong froze for a moment, lowered his head and hurriedly said, "I don't know."
Jing Hua frowned even tighter, she walked to the front of the case, where a thin black paper was placed. Jinghua played a series of detection techniques on it, but the paper didn't respond, and it still lay quietly on the desk.
She stepped forward and twisted the paper, and there was a tiny amount of true energy flowing on the black paper, and it looked like a very pure demonic true energy. Jinghua has never noticed the evil spirit in Zheng Zhenzhen's body. Where did this piece of paper come from
This demonic energy seems to be flowing continuously according to a specific trajectory, and the fluctuations are very subtle, but it can't be hidden from a person with advanced cultivation like Jinghua. She carefully sensed the zhenqi on that piece of paper, and was surprised to find that it had actually flowed into two fragments of text.
The first half kills and devours people, and the second half goes to become a Buddha.
Jinghua clenched her hands and narrowed her eyes.
"The opportunity has come."
"What chance?" Jiu Huan lazily leaned against the door and glanced inside, "Yo, something from the magic way?"
Jinghua said quickly: "Senior sister, there are three things now, I will tell you from beginning to end according to their importance."
"Huh?" Jiu Huan hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she took a sip of wine slowly and said.
Jinghua rushed up and snatched her wine jar, said solemnly and excitedly: "First, we can send troops to Jieshan, the reason is in my hands."
Jiu Huan almost spit out the drink he took: "Huh?"
"Secondly, the direct descendant of the Demon Dao has appeared in the South Wind Continent. Now that the Immortal and the Demon Dao want to intervene in the Jiuming Rebellion, we have to make a choice."
Now Jiu Huan's expression also became serious. The Shenyin Sect is in Beichuan Continent. Although it took a lot of effort to come here, it is not impossible, but the magic way is different. The magic way is separated from the southern continent by countless islands, and there is even a world. They have toiled so much to come to the southern continent, and they must have a huge plan.
"Thirdly, Zheng Zhenzhen has colluded with the Demonic Dao and has defected. She may have other motives in getting started. Senior Sister, you can issue a hunting order at your discretion."
Jiu Huan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were still hazy and she couldn't see what she was thinking, she replied solemnly: "It's natural, then I ask my sister to take care of the expedition."
"Qingxuzi is here with us right now, the timing is the best. The time when he will leave is uncertain. I suggest that Jieshan be removed immediately."
"Okay." Jiu Huan nodded, turned and walked out of the room, not forgetting to take back the wine jar from Jinghua's hand before leaving.
When she passed the peach blossom tree, she laughed and threw the wine jar upwards. The crystal wine drops reflected a little bit of peach blossom red, and the sky was filled with brilliant water and flowers. She was stained with peach blossom wine, her cloud bun was hanging down loosely, she was dressed in a soft and gorgeous palace attire, she moved slightly with lotus steps, and flew lightly on the flowers.
The scenery is picturesque and the beauty is like a flower.
It's a pity that after such a debauchery, she can only get drunk for a while. The girl who used to accompany her to watch flowers and drink in a daze has now walked on a road that people can't figure out.
"Hey, the wine in the cold pool is drunk for a thousand days, and the peach blossoms in March have no mercy..."
"There is no pity for peach blossoms in March!"
Jinghua watched Jiu Huan drift away, and calmly began to issue the edict to the inner disciples. She led more than a hundred people who came after hearing the news straight up to Jieyou Cliff, boarded a flower boat from the cliff, and flew to the edge of Jieshan.
It took about half a stick of incense, and there was a flower boat in Mianfenglang on the boundary mountain. The lights on the flower boat were bright, the pavilions and corridors were elegant and exquisite, and the ladies in palace costumes with different temperaments held long swords. The celestial robes are fluttering, and the elegance is peerless.
The Mianfeng Gallery is a unique place in the world, and it really lives up to its reputation.
"Guiling Temple shelters evil spirits, disregards the way of heaven, and leaves nothing to the common people. We wait for the disciples of Mianfenglang to obey the order! Remove the boundary mountain, wipe out this filth, and restore the orthodoxy of the snow mountain!"
Sometimes what is needed to start a war is not conclusive evidence, but just an opportunity and a fuse. As long as there is a reason to go to war, then any gap can be exploited, and there is never a lack of such a reason between the two major lineages of Mianfenglang and Guiling Temple.
Jinghua wanted to use the contents of this paper as an opportunity to take advantage of the Shenyin Sect to take back the territory lost two years ago in one fell swoop, and even go one step further to take the initiative between the two sects.
She has been thinking a lot recently, and when Qing Xuzi came, she was already planning to break with Guiling Temple. As soon as Qing Xuzi arrived, half of the time was ripe, and the paper from the magic way in her hand also showed that the other half of the time was ripe. The relationship between the two sects has always been on thin ice, and no one will easily make mistakes and let the other party take advantage of it. This time, such important news from Guiling Temple is leaked, which is undoubtedly a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity.
Qing Xuzi once said that Zihong in Guiling Temple would prove to be the Buddha, and a senior like Zihong must have been seeking a breakthrough in the stupa. And the Huohuang who just came into the world in Mianfenglang is still young and not deeply involved in the world, so he can't compare with that kind of old-fashioned great supernatural powers. Jinghua thinks that her cultivation level is not enough to clear the obstacles for the sect, but if she can take this opportunity to force Zihong out and interrupt his promotion, it can be regarded as buying some time for Huohuang.
That's why Jinghua is willing to attack Daxue Mountain in one fell swoop when there is only a little clue of suspicious origin. She can't and dare not miss this opportunity.
In all fairness, Jinghua is not the most outstanding disciple of Mianfenglang in this generation, but he is the most suitable person to lead Mianfenglang from farming behind closed doors to this vicissitudes of life.
At this moment, the magic circles set up by two sects on the boundary mountain erupted with intense light, resisting the coming of Mianfenglang. But Jinghua just held up the long sword in her hand and jumped off the flower boat.
The long sword in her hand turned into thousands of sword shadows, each one as big as a pillar of the sky, and the sharp and fierce sword light swayed on the snow-capped mountain, cutting off half of it.
Jinghua landed lightly on the top of the mountain she had flattened, thrust her long sword into the ground, and said loudly: "Go north, march!"
On the flower boat behind her, more than a hundred rays of light flew towards the snow-capped mountains in the north.
Jinghua is the source of all the light, she raised the long sword beside her, raised her head to the sky and screamed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Zizai Cliff of Guiling Temple!
At this moment, inside the stupa.
"Mianfenglang is here." Yun Qing silently retracted the hand that had been extended to the relic.
Zihong sighed: "How can I... the favorable location is on me, but the weather and people are all on you."
"Where is it? It's just that I was afraid of death, so I buried an extra move." Yun Qing said modestly, "Senior Zihong, walk slowly, I won't send it off."
Zihong couldn't kill, the relic belonged to the dead, and he didn't dare to move even after he had sat down, so it was impossible for him to kill Yunqing and take the things away. He didn't even dare to take Yun Qing's things by force. The people outside the picture could see the secrets clearly, but Yun Qing's body was always in chaos, which meant that she must have a treasure on her body. It's not easy to please, and in the delicate balance maintained with Mianfenglang, he, as the head of Buddhism and Taoism, cannot be weakened even a little bit.
So the method he adopted was very gentle, with the meaning of "if you don't hand over your things, I won't let you go, let's see who can afford it at that time".
But the current accident in Jieshan made him have to temporarily let Yun Qing out of his sight. Just as Jinghua expected, even if he was promoted in retreat at this time, he had to stop and solve the matter of Jieshan first. Yun Qing has Fang Cunzhan and Tianshu, and Amang who is outside the Dharma protection formation. If there is no outsider like Zihong watching, it would be too easy for her to escape.
Zihong took a deep look at her, then turned and left the stupa.
"We will meet again in the future."
His back disappeared at the door of the stupa, leaving only such a plain sentence.
Yun Qing smiled slightly, black flames rose from her body, the heavenly book drove Fang Cunzhan to the extreme, and the moment Zihong stepped out of the guardian formation, she disappeared in place in an instant.
The mountain road to the north of the cliff became more and more rugged, Zheng Zhenzhen walked more and more slowly, and in the end he couldn't even keep up with Aman. Her foundation is thin, and her lightness skills are not very durable. Once her true energy is exhausted, she can only drag her two legs and run in the snow. Zheng Zhenzhen wanted to catch up with A Mang who was walking forward, but suddenly staggered and fell forward.
This time, she didn't fall face down in the snow, because she was held firmly by someone.
Zheng Zhenzhen raised his head in a daze, and when he saw Yun Qing with his eyes closed, he burst into tears.
In the past two years, Yun Qing has grown taller, she looks thirteen or fourteen years old, but other changes are not significant.
Yun Qing raised her hand and wiped her tears with her clean wide sleeves: "You haven't changed at all."
It's not that it hasn't changed at all, the past two years have been very good in Mianfenglang, and some baby fat has been raised. But the innocence and purity in her eyes remained the same as before.
"Let's go, now is not the time to talk about the past."
Yun Qing let go of the hand supporting her, Zheng Zhenzhen staggered a bit and then stood still.
"Yeah!" Zheng Zhenzhen nodded vigorously with red eyes, staring at Yun Qing, for fear that she would disappear again in the next second.
Amang had stopped when Yun Qing appeared, and looked at the two of them with a smirk.
"We may have to go to Beichuan mainland to take refuge. This time I offended Guiling Temple..."
There was almost no barrier between Yun Qing and her when they met again in two years. She calmly explained to Zheng Zhenzhen what she was going to do next, and then signaled Aman to put Zheng Zhenzhen on her back and hurry.
The two of them spoke slowly, the other listened silently, and walked towards the far north little by little.