Xu Jingxian came back empty-handed.
Yunhai put his hand down.
Xu Jingxian saw it and blinked.
As if nothing had happened, Chang Ming teased her: "Isn't the fairy looking for any magic weapon?"
Xu Jingxian said quietly: "Except that Wushan is not a cloud, with the East China Sea shark promised by the sect master, can I still see other things?"
In fact, she also liked one or two good magic weapons, and she was a little moved, but they were all taken first by others. If she wanted to, she had to do it. Xu Jingxian didn't want to make too much noise. Her purpose here was not to take advantage of it. Small loses big.
Chang Ming smiled and said, "How do you know that your Sect Master Zhou is not drawing cakes for you?"
"You still don't give people a little hope?" Xu Jingxian gave him a white look, "Just now the attendant asked us to report the number of people in the sect and said that we would arrange a guest room and let us rest here at night, so I reported the three of us, now—"
She turned her palm over, but there were only two signs on it.
"Two rooms for three people, who would you like to spend a spring night with me?"
Yunhai picked up a sign.
"It seems that Fellow Daoist Xu can only keep the empty boudoir alone."
Chang Ming touched his nose: "I can also make do with Fairy Xu for one night."
Xu Jingxian sighed: "I want to compare my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch, that's all."
After that, she folded her palms, took her sign, turned around and walked away without looking back.
Yun Hai smiled and said, "Friend Changming, please?"
Changming:…
Xu Jingxian refused to reveal their identities, only said that the three of them were loose cultivators, and they deliberately hid their magic weapons. The attendants of Qixingtai could not help being a little neglectful. The three of them were given two rooms, but they were all ordinary rooms. .
Chang Ming meditated in the room for a moment and opened his eyes, and the sea of clouds had disappeared.
The room was empty, the fog and the moon were hidden outside, and the night clouds were red and translucent, but they couldn't shine through the fog.
In the dead of night, he had a moment of free time to think about the many secrets of Yunhai.
But after thinking for a long time, he could not come up with a satisfactory answer.
He hadn't seen this unworthy apprentice for so long that his memory had begun to blur.
In the ambiguity, there are some fragments that are vivid in my mind.
When Yun Weisi first entered the school, it was a rainy night.
He was seriously injured, but he knelt on the bluestone slab outside all night.
Chang Ming was not going to accept it.
In his mind, the most ideal disciple should be one who studies the Tao without distractions, and has both talent and hard work. Such a person will have the best hope of peeking into the realm of heaven and man in the future.
But Yun Weisi was full of blood and deep hatred, and he wanted to apprentice just because he wanted revenge.
Those who are influenced by hatred are destined to not go far.
The gate of the Jade Emperor Temple was closed, and there was no intention of accepting Yun Weisi.
In the early morning, when the sky was just dawn, the enemy of the Yun family came after him, and wanted to kill him on the spot in front of the Jade Emperor Temple.
They thought that the people from the Jade Emperor Temple would not care.
There was a lot of noise in front of the Jade Emperor Temple, and Yun Weisi was desperate and refused to give in and bow his head.
Blood was everywhere on the wet bluestone slab.
I can't tell if it's his or the enemy's.
Changming finally took care of it.
Or do it yourself.
After solving the enemies of the Yun family, the troubles that could not be avoided also entered the Jade Emperor Temple.
Yun Weisi studied hard, and was indeed very perceptive. His understanding of Taoism was beyond ordinary people. This sect has reached the highest level of spiritual practice, and many things, Changming told the other disciples of the Jade Emperor Guan, but most of the others were confused, but Yun Weisi not only understood it, but also kept it for himself.
Changming once thought that even if he left the Jade Emperor Temple, Yun Weisi could continue to follow this path until he became the first great master of Daoism to ascend in the daytime.
But now, he is actually in Jiuzhongyuan.
Changming suddenly opened his eyes!
A pair of eyes were close at hand, watching him quietly.
Seeing him turn around, Yunhai straightened up and smiled and said, "I called a few times, but you didn't answer. I thought you were out of your body!"
Chang Ming: "Yun Dao is friendly and interested, and he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night. Want to have a long talk with me?"
Yunhai: "Okay!"
Changming:…
Yunhai: "As soon as I saw you, I felt cordial. I asked you before, did we meet before? You said in a dream, but I never had a dream, so it's a previous life?"
Chang Ming didn't know whether he was really crazy or fake, he didn't even need to hide his identity, but he still spoke insanely. Since we met at the beach, it seemed not normal.
He couldn't help but expose: "Do you know Yun Weisi?"
The other party was surprised, and then smiled: "Why is there another surnamed Yun? First Xiaoyun, and then Yun Weisi, are there really so many people with the surname Yun in this world? , did not dare to reveal it, and deliberately made an excuse to strike up a conversation?"
Chang Ming said lightly: "Yun Weisi, how long do you want to pretend?"
Yun Hai's smile didn't change: "Fellow Daoist Changming, I'm afraid that he really recognized the wrong person. My name is Yun Hai, not Yun Weisi."
Chang Ming said: "There is a scar on your neck near your left shoulder, which is covered by your collar. It was a wound you suffered when you entered the Jade Emperor Temple to practice at the beginning of the year. Later, you said you wanted to teach yourself a lesson, but never eliminated it. , it should still be there.”
Yunhai moved his fingers.
He looked at Changming.
The red moon shone into the faint light from the gap in the window edge, and reflected on the side of the latter.
The corners of the lips are pale and the lines are slightly pursed, which is the manifestation of suffering from a stubborn illness.
But for some reason, Yunhai actually saw a feeling that was unshakable as a rock.
How ridiculous, obviously just a weak person who can be killed at any time, but also dares to step into Jiuzhongyuan and deal with all kinds of monsters and monsters.
He can kill people with one hand, no, one finger, still pretending to be calm, talking and laughing.
Then, why didn't you start
Yunhai rummaged through his memory, but couldn't find the answer.
He couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
"You don't care if I have a scar on my shoulder, you should care about my identity."
Yun Hai said slowly, raised the corner of his mouth, and rolled up his right sleeve.
Chang Ming's line of sight naturally moved down, and then suddenly froze, even his waist was slightly stretched.
A red line, starting from his right elbow, meanders down, slender and tortuous, more than two inches.
To ordinary people, this red line seems to be drawn casually with cinnabar.
But Changming knew that not only could it not be erased, but it would grow on its own. Over time, the red line would get longer and longer, eventually wrapping around the wrist, covering the palm, and then—
become a devil.
"Does your old friend also have demon blood?"
Yunhai looked at him with a smile, and there was a bit of temptation in his smile that looked like a demon.
impossible.
Chang Ming's heart trembled slightly, and three words appeared in his mind.
But he also knew that nothing in the world was impossible.
Chang Ming raised his eyes and looked at the sea of clouds.
"what happened?"
Yunhai: "It seems that the old friend of Changming Daoist has no demon blood."
Chang Ming: "How did you become like this?"
Yun Hai raised his eyebrows: "Why, you still refuse to admit it, am I not your old friend?"
Chang Ming: "You are Yun Weisi, and Yun Weisi is you."
Yun Hai laughed: "Changming Daoist friend is really stubborn! It's better than this, I will take you to a good show, maybe I can help you gather all the monks from the Seven Stars Terrace and let you find that old friend."
After all, he didn't wait for Chang Ming's approval or disapproval, and he directly grabbed people and walked out.
Chang Ming couldn't help but followed the void, and there were people patrolling all over the Qixingtai. Yunhai easily led him to avoid the eyes and ears, and came to the backyard of a magnificent mansion. Stand up outside.
Chang Ming didn't make a sound, and he couldn't make a sound if he wanted to. He was banned by the sea of clouds.
The other party squeezed his hand and wrote a word in his palm.
Wait.
What are you waiting for
Chang Ming glanced at Yun Hai, and the other party smiled at him, unwilling to say more.
The breath of the two should have also been blocked by Yunhai, and the people inside did not notice that they were outside the house.
Chang Ming quickly recognized who the two were in the room.
The sad tree who just defeated Tailuo and became the new master of Qixinghe.
And, Zhang Mu.
"The Lord is very powerful tonight, and the subordinates are sincerely happy for you. Qixinghe is the first abyss of Jiuzhongyuan, it is not as dangerous as the latter, and the resources of spiritual energy are more abundant. The Lord is in charge of Qixinghe, which is equivalent to holding a The sects that are not inferior to Wanjian Xianzong can be dispatched by you, I am afraid that the suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong is less than half of yours!"
Chang Ming had never heard Zhang Mu speak like this.
Gentle and passionate, sincere enthusiasm.
In Huangquan, Zhang Mu is one of the few people who can talk to him. This young man from a small school is used to living by the rules. Going to Huangquan for training should be the boldest decision in his life, but due to his talent, he has never been able to. Breaking through oneself, even if the marksmanship has improved compared to outside, the upper limit bottleneck is still there.
Chang Ming originally wanted to find a chance to call him, but when the evil spirits attacked, Zhang Mu couldn't get rid of the weakness of human nature, and pushed him out at the juncture of life and death to fight for himself a chance to escape.
From that moment on, Zhang Mu had already been abandoned by Chang Ming.
I just didn't expect that this person would appear here.
Through the gap in the window edge, Changming heard Sad Tree's laughter, and also saw a terrifying scene.