Pei Jing was stunned: "Chu Junyu is also in there?"
He lowered his head and asked the crocodile lying at his feet: "How did you let this guy in?"
The crocodile opened its crocodile eyes in a daze, looked at the person in the Xuanshui mirror, then looked up at Pei Jing, his face full of confusion.
Pei Jing shook his head: "You are useless. I will roast you and eat you sooner or later."
Chu Junyu must have stumbled in by mistake. The Heart Demon Room was not too dangerous, so Pei Jing was more concerned about what kind of monster had entered the Buddha Hall. The eight-sided black water mirror reflected the corridor, palace, doorway, and all directions. There was no sign of abnormality, but the cold breath at the entrance was not deceiving.
Pei Jing carefully looked through the mirrors one by one, and finally, he saw something wrong in a side room. The side room was a study, and the table was in a mess. There was a thin piece of paper in the middle, and red ink was seeping out, bloody and eerie.
It's a poem.
I was not born to compete for power, so I am too lazy to build a golden tower in the capital.
The top scholar and all the officials are like dogs, always trembling under the knife.
These four sentences are written in a bold and vigorous style. The poem, which should have been full of righteousness, looks a bit weird because of the twisted strokes.
Pei Jing thought: "He is quite cultured."
He left the crocodile in the main hall and walked towards the study alone. The study was also quiet, with only the sound of his robe brushing against the wall. The study was simple, with a table and a shelf against the wall, which was neatly filled with books. Standing in front of the table, looking down at the piece of paper, Pei Jing whispered, "Where are you running to again?"
He suddenly turned around, and his fingers moved from left to right, crossing the bookshelves one by one, and then stopped at a book.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
When I took the book, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the gap.
Drawing the sword only takes a moment.
"Ah--", the ghost in the wall let out a wail, quickly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and fled towards the door.
Pei Jing followed closely behind.
Following the scent, he walked through the corridor and stood in front of the Heart Demon Room. Pei Jing paused as a sword energy seemed to be hovering above him, preventing him from entering. Pei Jing frowned: "Is the ancestor hinting at something?"
He had been to the Inner Demon Chamber when he was a child and suffered no harm, but now his ancestors were trying to stop him
Could it be that the monster’s true form is in the Demonic Chamber
The aura of this ghost is very similar to that of the Thousand-Faced Woman. If they come from the same place, he really can't beat them.
But.
Pei Jing's eyes grew colder.
Chu Junyu was also inside.
Pei Jing said to the deep purple sword energy in the sky without much hesitation: "Thank you for your reminder, but I still have to go in. There is a child inside. If I don't save him, he will die. I think that if you stop me, I will probably not be able to defeat the monster." Pei Jing smiled and raised his sword: "I will trouble you to lend me a helping hand, after all, I am the only heir of Yunxiao."
“… ... ” The Grandmaster really didn’t want to care about him.
In the Changtian Secret Realm, Pei Jing was not very afraid. After all, he was protected by Taoist Yunxiao and had a real backer.
The Inner Demon Room is not a room, but a long, silent corridor. Once you enter, you trip over a thin red line and the first thing you hear is the sound of a bell. Just one sound, clear and distant.
It was pitch black inside. Pei Jing reached out and touched around. There were walls on both sides and a thin layer of water under his feet. The cold air seeped into the soles of his feet.
It feels exactly the same as when I was a kid.
He muttered in the darkness: "What is it this time?" He didn't know what it was like for others to walk through this place, but what he saw here was his own past.
When I was a child, what I saw were memories of modern times.
The me who, when encountering strange weather, did not hide back in the room, but enthusiastically took a cup of coffee and went to the window to watch.
To the self who was cutting his hair in front of the mirror and then was struck by a bolt of lightning.
Thinking back to the last second, he was still toasting and trying to look cool in front of himself in the mirror, and Pei Jing felt a headache.
How could he be so stupid? He has been handsome for a long time, why did he use the window as a mirror that day? He deserved to be struck by lightning.
The water under your feet flows slowly, like a quiet abyss.
In this life, we only have a brief tour.
The ringing of the bell finally stopped.
There were tiny specks of bluish light in the darkness.
On the walls on both sides, condensation gathered and eventually formed a snowy scene.
In the depths of winter, the mountains and rivers were covered in snow, and the Pei family gave birth to a genius that was rarely seen in the world of cultivation for a hundred years. At the banquet, the head of the world's top immortal sect, Yunxiao, personally came to accept the disciple and gave him the name Yuzhi, which caused an uproar in the whole room.
He was born in glory and became famous.
In the years that followed, he learned the Dao, practiced swordsmanship, and subdued demons and monsters. It was a long and boring journey. Actually, he really started to leave a legend in the world of cultivation after he left Jingtian Academy.
And in Jingtian Academy, what he left behind were probably shadows and troubles for all the powerful people of the time.
It was the beginning of January, a time when the weather was still cold. He was forced by his master to go to Jingtian Mountain and study in Jingtian Academy. The stone steps were covered with snow, making the road slippery and difficult to walk on, and he couldn't fly with his sword. He and Chen Xu were standing side by side, bored, and had no time to use their swords to pick the flowers and leaves next to them.
Chen Xu was very excited, his eyes glowed, and he expressed his excitement in words, saying, "I was just on the road, and when I looked around, I saw all the people I could name. Master Wusheng from the Buddhist sect, the Phoenix Emperor from the demon race, and the young master from the ghost realm, I have heard of their names for a long time, and now I can finally see them in person." Chen Xu looked back, and then turned back with a sigh on his face, "And the female cultivators from Yingzhou, they are really pretty."
Pei Jing rolled his eyes and said, "Are you here to embarrass yourself?"
Chen Xu didn't understand: "What's wrong with me?"
Pei Jing snorted coldly: "You look like you have never seen the world. Don't even mention that you are from the same sect as me."
Chen Xu looked back again and said, "Don't you think they are pretty?"
Pei Jing turned around and saw a group of beautiful female cultivators in long blue dresses, talking and laughing, walking on the snow, not far from them. However, what caught Pei Jing's attention was the fat man among them who didn't say a word and looked difficult to get along with. The fat man who spoke frankly was not very good, but he had no other characteristics besides this.
Pei Jing turned back: "It looks good, but it's useless. Believe it or not, while you are praising them behind their backs, they are also praising me behind my back."
Chen Xu rolled his eyes: "What am I praising you for?"
Pei Jing: "He is extremely handsome and has a majestic bearing."
Chen Xu: "Can you please stop talking nonsense? Once we leave Yunxiao, you have no shame, but I still have some."
Pei Jing: "I don't think you are a country bumpkin, but you still blame me for telling the truth. I am really the dream lover of billions of female cultivators in the cultivation world. Just wait and see if you don't believe me."
He looked up and saw a little red bird flying across the sky. He had an idea and broke off a leaf from a nearby branch and flicked it between his fingers. The edge of the leaf was as sharp as a knife and it shaved off a small piece of the bird's red feathers. The bird was timid and was so frightened that its feathers stood up in the air, then its wings stopped and it fell down with a flutter.
Pei Jing bent down and picked up the little red bird. He looked at it carefully and found that the bird's feathers were quite beautiful, red with a light layer of gold on the edges. He stopped for a while and waited for the group of female cultivators from Yingzhou Island to approach.
Chen Xu watched what tricks he was going to play.
Pei Jing grabbed the red bird by its claws and threw it backwards.
The bird's feathers stood up, it squeezed out a bubble of tears and chirped in the air.
A kind-hearted female cultivator from Yingzhou was startled when she saw this, and she stretched out her white and soft hand to catch the little red bird. After hesitating for a moment, she called out to Pei Jing, "The Taoist friend in front."
Chen Xu held his forehead with his hand.
Pei Jing stopped in the snow with his sword in hand, then turned around and saw the woman in blue holding the red bird in her hand. He paused and asked, "What's the matter?"
A flash of surprise flashed across the face of the woman in blue, and then she lowered her head shyly: "Is this bird your pet?"
Pei Jing lowered his eyes and watched her take the little red bird from her fingertips. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It's not really a pet, it's just a little thing I hunted. If you like it, I'll give it to you. If you don't like it, I'll just treat it as food for today."
The blue-clothed woman frowned and said, "If you don't like it, just release it. Why should we treat it as food? It's so small that it may not be enough to fill our stomachs, not to mention that we are already fasting."
Pei Jing smiled and said, "Okay, if you don't like it, just let it go. After all, eating it is to celebrate today's good fortune. If I do this and make the person who made me feel lucky unhappy, it will be meaningless."
The woman in blue was stunned. After she realized what was happening, she felt the bird in her hand was a little hot, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Most women in Yingzhou are open and unrestrained. A female cultivator next to her joked, "What you said is that you are plotting something bad against my Ayuan."
Pei Jing smiled and shook his head: "No."
The Yingzhou women laughed. Then someone said coldly, "Did you ask the bird owner for his opinion before you did this?"
The one who spoke was the fat girl who first caught Pei Jing's attention. Her facial features were quite delicate. She was surrounded by people like a moon in the center. Pei Jing knew her identity after a little thought. The daughter of the owner of Yingzhou Island, Yu Qinglian.
He took the trembling little fat bird back from the female cultivator's hand and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Pei Jing actually just wanted to show Chen Xu his skills in flirting with girls. He wanted to pretend to be cool and achieve his goal, and then he could stop. If he continued to flirt with girls, and then she would really fall in love with him, his master would skin him alive.
Yu Qinglian pointed behind him and said, "Its owner is here, you should explain it to him."
The little red bird in Pei Jing's hand suddenly made a sound of grievance and accusation, and it struggled to get out of his hand and flew backwards. Pei Jing turned around and saw three people standing behind him.
The young man in the middle was wearing a red robe, had black hair that fell to his ankles, and had dark golden eyes that could spit fire. His face was ferocious, as if he was going to eat him.
Beside him were two other young men, one dressed as a scholar with a gloomy face, but at this moment he had a gloating smile on his face, while the other had his eyes covered with white silk, with a look of compassion.
The little red bird returned to its owner's shoulder crying, stretched out its wings and pointed at Pei Jing, chirping and complaining angrily.
Pei Jing thought: This kid Chen Xu is really amazing. As soon as I mentioned these three people, they arrived.
Ji Wuduan always spoke in a sinister tone, "Roast the Phoenix Tribe's sacred beast and eat it. Daoist friend has a big appetite."
That fat and useless red bird is actually the Phoenix clan's sacred animal? The Phoenix clan is doomed.
Pei Jing admitted his mistake and clasped his fists: "I apologize for any offense. I am Chen Xu, a disciple of Yunxiao. The Chen means old, and the Xu means weak."
Chen Xu was so angry that he vomited blood: "... Pei Yuzhi!"
It was the first meeting of the five heroes of the world, and he was using the phoenix clan's mythical beast to flirt with girls. It was really... ...unlucky.
The author has something to say: The poem is the inscription of the Seven Killings~
... ... I have a cold. I don't dare to make any promises.