The footsteps were a little messy, and it wasn't the same person.
Jiu Hui put her right index finger to her lips and blinked: "We can speak quietly, so we can't see or hear from outside."
Qiuhua looked at her in a daze. It wasn't until the footsteps stopped under the tree that she suddenly came back to her senses and looked down at the people who came to the Demon Suppression Prison.
"Master." Nan Su observed the surroundings: "The elders of the sect have been guarding the surroundings, except... except for the silver-born uncle. The disciple has sent people to issue ten sect orders to the sect leaders. They should be on their way soon. come over."
"How is your injury?" Bu Ting saw that Nan Suan's face was still a little pale, so he gave him a bottle of pills: "I kept today's matter from you, will you blame me as a teacher?"
Nan Su shook his head: "Slaying demons is a big deal. We can't let any news leak out. I understand the master's painstaking efforts."
Bu Ting nodded slightly: "Although Yin Ji is talented, it's a pity that he is too emotional. Unlike him, you will never disappoint your teacher."
Nan Su bowed his hands and said, "I don't dare."
Bu Ting no longer looked at him, his eyes fell on the top floor of the Demon Suppression Prison, and he stepped into the barrier with a cold expression.
"Little Bu Ting, I knew it was you, little beast!" A roar came from the Demon Suppressing Prison: "One day I will kill you with my own hands, and I will eat your flesh and bones bit by bit, and take out your soul and put it in The sea of blood will make you suffer forever!”
"You little beast who deceives the world and steals your reputation, you will never be able to ascend in this life!"
The evil demon in the Demon Suppression Prison cursed, but Bu Ting's expression did not change at all. He has heard such curses thousands of times, and no matter how vicious the words are, they can't affect his emotions in the slightest.
Under the numerous barriers, only he could hear even this incompetent and furious curse. The wind made his robes rustle, and he spoke slowly: "Zhenxing Tower predicts that someone will release you, a ten-thousand-year-old demon, on the night of the full moon of this month, and countless cities will turn into rivers because of your blood. Purgatory on earth.”
"Today is the night of the full moon." He opened his palms, and the magic weapon of his destiny appeared in his palms inch by inch: "I want to see if the prophecy can be changed."
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.” The demon let out a hearty laugh: “Even if the prophecy can be changed, how can the destiny be violated?”
"I could change once five hundred years ago, and now I can change a second time." Bu Ting looked solemn: "I never believe in fate."
"Stupid, do you think what you have changed in five hundred years is your destiny?" The ten thousand-year demon's crazy laughter was mixed with mockery: "You are ringing the last death knell instead of changing your destiny. One day you will understand, let My devouring those useless humans is the last way out for you cultivators."
"You talk too much." Bu Ting waved his sleeves and locked up the entire Demon Suppression Prison, so that no sound could be heard from inside.
"What are they talking about?" Through the barrier, Jiu Hui couldn't hear the sounds in the Demon Suppression Prison. She couldn't satisfy her curiosity and looked around.
"It's being scolded." Qiuhua's mood has gradually calmed down: "This ten thousand-year-old monster was tricked into the tower by Bu Ting using others as bait. It cursed Bu Ting for as long as it was imprisoned in the tower."
"Then he's still alive." Jiu Hui murmured in a low voice: "The Ten Thousand Years Demon is almost a demigod, and its curse has a spirit. Bu Xianzun has been scolded for so many years, and not only has nothing happened, but he has also cultivated to the The perfection of Mahayana shows how hard his life is."
"The scourge will last for thousands of years." Qiuhua said with ridicule and disgust in his tone: "He has always loved calculations. In his eyes, there are only two categories of people, those with use value and those with no use value. In the entire world of cultivation, I don't know how many people have been tricked by him. That cold and dusty skin deceived him into thinking that he was really some kind of immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world. "
Jiu Hui silently covered her face. She didn't expect that the relationship between the two would be so bad. The rumors outside were not exaggerated at all.
Nan Su, who was standing outside the barrier, looked around. He always felt that there was someone nearby. But if there is really someone, how could Master not notice it with his cultivation level
Perhaps it was the sudden change at noon today that made him suspicious. Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and clenched the sword in his hand.
"Have you seen those two stars in the north?" It had been a long time since Qiuhua sat in a place so calmly looking at the moon and stars, even though there was someone she hated deeply not far away. But she has been too tired these years, so tired that as long as she closes her eyes, she will recall those brilliant eyes.
"I know, one of them is called Tiansha and the other is Yuede." Jiu Hui grabbed the shark's gauze clothes to prevent it from being blown away by the wind and exposing their traces: "They have been dancing in the sky for three months. "
"Dancing?" Qiuhua wanted to remind Jiu Hui that many things might happen in the future, but unexpectedly, Jiu Hui thought of dancing among the stars.
"Yeah." Jiu Hui pointed to the sky as Nan Shui below couldn't hear her voice: "Look at these two stars jumping around, twining around each other, do they look like they are dancing?"
In the eyes of outsiders, the catastrophic star phenomenon is like the sky collapsing and the earth is collapsing. In the eyes of the little girl, it is just a beautiful star dance. After being silent for a long time, Qiuhua nodded slowly: "Yes."
The moonlight was indeed beautiful, but she had long lost the mood to admire the moon. The little girl around her was different from her. She could even see the twinkling stars as a dance.
She did not accuse the little girl of being naive and ignorant, but agreed with the beauty in her eyes.
At this moment, every courtyard in the direction of the guest courtyard is quiet, even a little abnormally quiet after what happened at noon.
Tao Er held a plate of fresh spiritual fruits and walked to the house where Jiu Hui lived. He stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but the door next door opened.
"Is Fairy Zhiyou?" Tao Er saw that the candles in Jiuhui's room were not lit, so he hesitated and asked, "Isn't Fairy Jiuhui in the house?"
"She's asleep." Zhiyou looked at him with dark eyes: "What do you want from her?"
"No, it's okay." Being stared at by Zhi You, Tao Er felt inexplicably a little scared. He handed the full fruit plate to Zhi You: "This is my new spiritual fruit, please take it and try it. "
Zhiyou didn't answer: "For Jiuhui?"
"It's the same for you, it's the same for you." Tao Er didn't dare to force it on Zhiyou, so he had to put on a flattering smile: "You and Fairy Jiuhui are both disciples of Jade Immortal Lord, and I treat you the same way. Respect."
"When Jiu Hui wakes up, I will give it to her." Zhi You took the fruit plate and glanced at the full moon hanging in the sky. Two figures, one red and one green, flew past the sky.
He had some impression of these two old men who liked to wear red and green. They were the elders of Zhenxing Tower, and they would tell fortunes for the whole world.
"Don't go out tonight." Zhiyou put the fruit plate into the ring and said, "Go back."
"Oh." Tao Er nodded blankly, turned around and walked out of the courtyard. Seeing several disciples of the Jiutian Sect walking towards this direction, he quickly walked back to his room, pressed the door bolt tightly, and made up his mind. No one will knock on the door.
"Pass an order from the ten major sect masters to invite all sect masters to the Demon Suppressing Prison for a talk!"
Actually using the ten major sect master orders
With such an instigation of troops and crowds, no matter what the thoughts of the sect leaders in the guest courtyard were, they all put aside their personal grudges, took their natal magic weapons and went out.
Zhiyou stood under the eaves, helped Jiuhui close the window of the room, and walked out of the courtyard.
The night breeze was a bit cool, and all kinds of flowers bloomed along the way, which was gorgeous and lively. Within a sect in the world of cultivation, with the blessing of formations and spiritual power, there can be no distinction between seasons. Zhiyou can't even remember whether it is spring or winter.
The guest house is a long way from the Demon Prison, and immortal cultivators fly over from time to time. He walks alone on the road, looking a bit deserted.
"Hey!" A disciple from the Shenji Sect stood on the flying sword. Seeing Zhiyou walking slowly alone, he turned back with his sword: "Would you like me to take you for a ride? I will only charge you a hundred spiritual stones."
He was worried about the five thousand spirit stones he had lost at noon, and was determined to make the money back.
Zhiyou shook his head.
"If it really doesn't work, fifty will do." No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat, so the disciple of the Palm Sect wants to try harder.
Zhiyou still shook his head.
"Tsk."
Poor guy!
The eldest disciple of the Zhang Sect cursed secretly in his heart, turned around and flew away unwillingly. Now that he is mature, he will never say curse words in front of him.
By the time he flew outside the Demon Suppression Prison, most of the sect leaders and disciples of the sect had arrived. He looked around, put away his flying sword and stood under a tree before he dared to curse in a low voice: "Wangshu Pavilion, these guys Poor people, poor and stingy, I am unlucky to meet them."
Jiu Hui, who was sitting on a branch, lowered her head and showed a friendly smile to the palm sect disciple who was cursing under the tree.
"Don't let me meet them outside in the future, otherwise..." The eldest disciple of the Zhang sect suddenly felt a little cold on his neck. He touched his neck and looked around to make sure that there was no one from Wangshu Pavilion around, so he felt confident and bold. Continued scolding: "Otherwise I will definitely let them know what it means to cry bitterly and regret it endlessly!"
Several leaves fell on his head, and one fell into his mouth.
"Bah, bah, bah!"
The great disciple of the Zhang Sect spit out the bitter leaves in his mouth. He was so unlucky that even the leaves could bully him? !
Most of the small sects present didn't know what was going on. Those who were bold gathered together and whispered.
"What happened? Why did you call us to the Demon Suppression Prison?"
"I don't know. Could it be that you just killed the demon at noon and are preparing to kill the demon at night?"
"Why, are you going to have a showdown with the ten-thousand-year-old evil demon in the Demon Suppression Prison?"
"Me? Do you think I look like the meat in the demon's mouth?"
Jiu Hui couldn't help but laugh at the words of these sect leaders. She was afraid that someone would notice her movements, so she leaned closer to Qiu Hua: "Hahahahaha, the world of cultivation is really full of talents."
The little girl's sideburns brushed against Qiuhua's auricles, which felt numb and itchy. It had been a long time since she had sat so close to someone. The closest she could remember was five hundred years ago.
She held her friend's hand and ran away that night. It was obviously a tragic night, but it wasn't like the thunderstorm in the story. She remembered that the moonlight was extraordinarily bright that night, the stars were extremely brilliant, and the blood dripping from her friend on her palm was as hot as fire.
She looked up at the sky, her eyes covered with mist. The moonlight tonight was the same as that night.
"Hey, have you noticed that although Jiutian Sect called us here in the name of the ten major sect orders, Qiu Xianzun did not come."
It was the same few sect leaders who were whispering just now. They were huddled in the corner. They didn't look like they were here to discuss matters. Instead, they looked like boring old men and women at the entrance of the village, chatting about idle things.
"The fact that Lord Qiu Xian didn't stand up and scold that person is the greatest support. Lord Qiu Xian didn't give that person any face at noon today."
"That incident must have been that person's fault."
"Why?"
"Tolerant silence is an unbearable guilty conscience. Everyone understands."
Jiu Hui glanced at Qiu Hua secretly, stretched out her hands to cover her ears: "Sect Master, I didn't hear anything."
"It's okay to hear." Qiuhua looked at Bu Ting, who was standing under the Demon Suppression Prison: "They are right. Tolerating silence is an unbearable guilty conscience."
Jin Qingqiu stood at the front representing Yuzhen Sect, one of the ten major sects. He looked at the other seven sect leaders and found that the sect leader of Qinglan Sect was not there as expected.
The other seven sect leaders seemed to have forgotten Qiu Xianzun, holding the magic weapon with solemn expressions on their faces. Jin Qingqiu turned the jade fan in her hand and glanced behind her a few times. She wondered if the girl Jiu Hui from Wangshu Pavilion was there
When the red and green two fell from the sky, Jin Qingqiu suppressed the smile on his face and bowed to them.
The four elders have lived in Zhenxing Tower all year round. Today, the two elders, red and green, came to Jiutian Sect in person. I wonder what big event will happen
The appearance of the two elders, red and green, silenced everyone in the room. Even the most ignorant people understood that earth-shaking events would happen if the elders of Zhenxing Tower appeared.
"Celestial phenomena predict that on the night of the full moon, the evil demons of the Demon Suppressing Prison will appear in the world, and they will be stained with blood for thousands of miles." The two elders, red and green, looked old and haggard: "I respectfully request you to guard the Demon Suppressing Prison tonight for the people of the world and seek hope for life."
"What? The evil demon will appear?!"
"The Demon Suppressing Prison has many barriers. If you don't have the Mahayana cultivation level, you can't even open the barrier. How can you open the Demon Suppressing Prison?"
"May I ask the two elders, may the prophecy change?"
"Nature can be changed." The two elders, red and green, looked firmly: "If fate cannot be changed, why did God let us predict things that have not happened yet?"
The two men bowed and saluted everyone. They were already very old, and even their saluting movements were as slow as ordinary old men.
Qiuhua turned her head away slightly, not looking at the two elders who had aged rapidly in just a few months.
"It's noisy here. I'll go somewhere else with the sect leader." Jiu Hui held her hand, "I heard that the Jiutian Sect has nine peaks. Let's go to the highest one."
Qiuhua lowered his head and held her hand, which was white, tender and clean, with no blood or injuries. It was the hand of an eighteen-year-old girl.
"No rejection is acceptance." Jiu Hui pulled out the jade hairpin and turned it into a flying sword. She pulled Qiu Hua and jumped onto the sword: "Follow me."
Same gauze clothes were flying in the night sky, Qiuhua looked back at the Demon Suppression Prison under the moonlight through the gauze, stroked the sword hairpin on her temples, and finally slowly lowered her hand.
She wanted to ask Jiu Hui why she happened to be here and touch her Heaven-Destroying Sword. But she didn't know where to start asking, just like Jiu Hui never asked her why she wanted to destroy the barrier outside the Demon Suppression Prison.
Zhiyou was still walking slowly on the path. The moonlight made his shadow long and thin. He stopped and imitated Jiuhui's usual movements and gave himself a bunny ear.
He soon lost interest. He felt that what he was doing was not as good as Jiu Hui's.
A flying hand appeared in the night sky ahead. If others saw this scene, their faces might turn pale with fear. But it was Zhiyou who saw this hand. He carefully observed the hand flying closer and closer. Just when it was about to grab the hem of his clothes, he stretched out his hand.
Holding the two hands together, Jiu Hui pulled Zhi You onto the sword. The three people wearing a same gauze dress were a little crowded, and their feet were exposed outside the gauze clothes from time to time.
In the Beast Garden, several monster beasts that were not asleep were basking in the moonlight. Suddenly, they saw three pairs of feet flying overhead. They were so frightened that they took a long time to recover.
"The world is so chaotic now that you can even cultivate your feet to become a demon?"
"Nonsense, you didn't see anything."
The demon clan is weak, and they are so depressed that they are used as mounts for others to make a living. Finally, we have a new demon, but we can't let it be discovered by the immortal cultivators.
It's one thing to follow the human race and make a living, but it's another thing to betray the demon race to the human race. They know it very well.
"Where are you going?" After being pulled onto the sword by Jiu Hui, Zhi You stood obediently at the end of the sword. He didn't even look at Qiu Hua, as if it didn't matter whether she was on the sword or not.
"Go watch the moon and stars." Jiu Hui took off the same gauze clothes covering the three of them. "The night is beautiful tonight. Fortunately, I met you on the way, so we can go together."
Only then did Zhiyou raise his eyelids and glance at Qiuhua. He bowed to Qiuhua and said, "This junior has met Qiu Sect Master."
"No need to be polite." Qiuhua nodded slightly to him.
"How did you find out it was mine just now?" Jiu Hui knew that Zhi You would not reach out to others easily.
"I recognize your hands." Zhiyou seemed not to understand why Jiuhui would ask such a question: "Your hands are different from others."
"Is it more beautiful than others?" Jiu Hui raised her hand and waved it in front of Zhi You's eyes.
"Your index finger is as long as your ring finger, and your nails are full and light pink, a bit like..."
"Stop." Jiu Hui crossed her arms and said, "You only need to say whether my hands look good or not. Nothing else matters."
Zhiyou glanced at her hand again and nodded slowly: "It looks good."
"Children can be taught. If someone asks you this kind of question in the future, remember to ignore the description in the middle and answer directly." Jiu Hui nodded with satisfaction: "Do you understand?"
"That's inappropriate." Zhiyou shook his head.
Jiu Hui frowned slightly: "Why?"
"Be realistic."
"Hehe." Jiu Hui held her face and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "At this moment, in this situation, I appreciate your practicality."
Qiu Hua watched the two laughing quietly, her expression softening little by little. At this moment, she felt more relaxed than ever before, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with her, and only the laughter around her was real.
The flying sword stopped on the mountain peak, which was steep and narrow. The three of them sat on the ground, their robes blown by the wind, and their shawls flying in the night. None of them used magic to resist these free winds.
Zhi You took out the plate of spiritual fruits given by Tao Er, and Jiu Hui gave one portion to Qiu Hua: "The night is still very long, we can eat and chat at the same time."
In this place, Qiuhua can give up his identity, and Jiuhui no longer abides by the etiquette of the younger generation. They are just three ordinary moon-viewers. "The higher you stand, the more touching the scenery is." Jiu Hui found it uncomfortable to sit, so she simply lay on her back so that she didn't have to work hard to look at the moon. "But if you stand at a high place for too long, you will easily forget the most important thing." The view below.”
Zhiyou saw Jiuhui lying down and stared at the ground again and again. Xinyiheng imitated her posture and lay down.
"When I was a child, my elders took me to the city to go to the market. The village we lived in was very remote, so the city we could go to was also very small." Speaking of the remoteness of the village, Jiu Hui felt a little proud: "But our village is very small. The richest person in the village, every time I go to the city, the elders buy me a lot of delicious food. "
"The tofu puffs on South Street are the best. I eat a big bowl every time I go to the city."
"There is a handmade noodle stall on East Street. The owner of the noodle stall is a little afraid of his wife. But I don't think the wife of the boss is mean at all. She gives free noodles to children without parents, and even lies to the children that she only sells fifty servings. Delivered face to face.”
"In order to attract customers, the waiters in the North Street restaurants will dance at the entrance, but they don't dance very well."
"People who live in West Street are relatively poor, and they like to plant fruit trees in their yards. Once I got separated from my elders and accidentally walked to West Street, and they stuffed me with a bag full of fruits."
Jiu Hui talked about every plant and tree in the small town, and the little things that almost no one cared about: "There are many small towns like this, without the protection of sects, and without the powerful people with advanced cultivation. One demon, one The devil is enough to destroy the entire city."
Qiuhua didn't look at Jiuhui. She looked in the direction of Demon Suppression Prison without saying a word.
"Sect Master Qiu, do you want some more?" Jiu Hui grabbed another handful of spiritual fruits in front of Qiu Hua.
"Tonight was a conspiracy against me by Jiufang Buting." Qiuhua took the spirit fruit and said, "In the entire world of cultivation, apart from him and me, there are very few people who can open the demon-suppressing prison barrier."
"I didn't really intend to release that evil demon, I was just tired of Jiufang Buting's various schemes." Qiuhua looked tired. A catastrophe has fallen from the sky, and thousands of lives are at stake. She can neither let go of the past nor ignore all living beings, so she might as well end it all...
"Who is Jiu Fang?" Jiu Hui focused on something different.
"Jiu Fang is Bu Ting's surname." Qiu Hua explained: "Back then, the entire Jiu Fang family was killed by the demons, and Bu Ting was the only member of the Jiu Fang family who survived."
"He cannot tolerate any variables in the plan, and I am most likely that variable." Qiuhua sneered: "In order to achieve the goal he wants, he can sacrifice anyone, even himself. He is an emotionless madman. ”
"Since Qiu Sect Leader knew that this was a conspiracy against you, why would you go to the Demon Suppression Prison?" Jiu Hui felt that the ground was a bit hard to lie on, so she spread a layer of mat for herself: "If I were you, I would never do this. "
"What would you do if it were you?"
Zhiyou had a vague premonition, and even felt some sympathy for Bu Ting inexplicably.
"To cause trouble for someone you hate is actually the simplest thing in the world." Jiu Hui raised her eyebrows: "Real trouble often only requires the simplest method."
"Now everyone from the Nine Heavens Sect is guarding the Demon Suppression Prison. There are many places for us to use as we wish." Jiu Hui rolled up the mat and stuffed it into the Najie, put her hands on her hips: "Tonight we want Yiyi Xianzun to understand, What is regret, what is incompetence and rage, what is the cry of attacking from the east to the west! "
Maybe Jiu Hui's tone was too sure, or maybe her eyes were too firm, or maybe she had no choice, so the dignified Qiuhua Immortal really chose to believe the words of an eighteen-year-old girl.
Zhiyou followed the two of them silently. He couldn't figure out why Qiuhua, the leader of the Qinglan Sect, agreed to such a ridiculous suggestion.
The moon was at its peak, and there was silence around the Demon Suppression Prison. Except for the occasional wind blowing, nothing happened.
Of course, no one would suspect that the prophecy of Zhenxing Tower was wrong. They just thought that so many people were guarding here, so that those who originally wanted to release the evil demon did not dare to show up.
A small sect leader with low cultivation accidentally fell asleep, and the magic weapon in his hand hit the ground, making a harsh sound.
Yu Jing and City Master Tao were sitting in the corner, leaning against a tree trunk and dozing off with their heads hanging down. Suddenly they heard the sound of weapons, and they quickly sat up straight and started fighting
The sect leader who dropped the magic weapon blushed when everyone saw it, picked up the magic weapon and hid it in the crowd.
The expressions of the red and green elders were not as solemn as when they first arrived. They calculated carefully and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they persisted for half an hour, they could successfully escape this prophecy.
Deep in the woods, a forest owl disguised as a tree trunk carefully moved its stiff paws.
It should have understood long ago that human words cannot be easily trusted.
What is the "iron-spoken divine calculation" and what it says is that everything will come true on a full moon night? It waited here for two full hours, but it didn't wait for anyone to break the barrier of the Demon Suppressing Prison.
That was one hundred taels of hexagram gold. He had saved for two full years before he could save one hundred taels!
Now that all the money has been defrauded, the boss who was imprisoned in the demon prison has not been rescued. The forest bird angrily spit out the feathers that had been held in its mouth for two hours.
This piece of feather was given to it for free by the "iron-mouthed magician". He also said that as long as someone breaks the barrier outside the Demon Suppression Prison and carries the feather to the top of the tower, he can rescue the boss who has been imprisoned for three years.
Pooh!
If the thing calculated for a hundred taels is fake, then this feather must also be fake, and I don’t know what kind of broken chicken or duck feathers it is.
He could obviously defraud it of a hundred taels of silver, but he still wanted to humiliate it by giving it a feather. The human heart is really terrible!
So ugly!
"Ah!" The eldest disciple of the Shenji Sect was sleeping soundly against a tree trunk. A piece of feather floated to the tip of his nose. It was so itchy that he sneezed several times. The feather followed his open mouth and fell into his throat. .
He closed his eyes and rubbed his nose, smacked his mouth twice, and continued to sleep against the roots of the tree.
An old sect leader saw some young immortal cultivators lying down and sitting around. He shook his head sadly and sighed: "Nowadays, one generation of disciples is really inferior to the other, and each generation is inferior to the last!"
Fortunately, there were still disciples from the ten major sects who did not disappoint. They were all upright and energetic.
The moon gradually moved westward, and finally passed the prophecy peacefully. The two elders, red and green, thanked everyone again and hurriedly turned into streams of light and left.
The disciples of various sect leaders and sects also gradually dispersed. The sect leaders of the ten major sects exchanged looks with each other and said goodbye to Bu Ting.
Tonight, they issued orders to all the sect leaders in the name of the ten major sect orders without the consent of Qinglan Sect, which was a mistake for Qiu Hua. If you stay here any longer and some gossip spreads to Qiuhua's ears, it will harm your harmony.
However, before they had time to leave, Qiu Hua had already arrived with several Qinglan Sect disciples dressed up.
Several sect leaders who had good personal relationships with Qiu Hua looked ashamed and took the initiative to avoid him, embarrassed to speak.
"Pingling Qiuhua." Bu Ting walked out of the demon-suppressing prison barrier with a cold sword in hand, and walked step by step to stand eight steps away from Qiuhua.
"Master of the Nine Fangs." Qiu Hua smiled. When they first met, the master once said with a smile that her and Bu Ting's names together were "Qiu Hua Man Ting", which meant very auspicious.
She pulled out the sword hairpin and turned it into a sky-cutting sword: "You impersonated my sect's order and issued ten orders without authorization, and now you are facing each other with a sword. Do you really think I am a naughty person?"
"Are they really going to fight?" Under Samesha's clothes, Jiu Hui pulled Zhi You's sleeve: "Stand over. If they fight, the sword energy will easily be swept away here."
"No." Zhiyou shook his head: "Qiuhua is right, Bu Ting can't use the sword."
"Where did you go tonight?" Bu Ting did as Zhiyou said, sheathing his sword in front of several sect leaders.
"Appreciate the moon." Qiuhua sarcastically said, "Don't you think that the moonlight tonight is as beautiful and unforgettable as it was five hundred years ago? The moon is full of stars and the evening breeze is gentle. I don't want to miss even a single bit."
Bu Ting's eyelids trembled and he said nothing.
"That's all. After enjoying the scenery tonight, I missed an old friend again. It's rare that I feel happy, so I won't argue with you about the Ten Orders." Qiuhua also put away his sword, took out a bag of spiritual stones from his waist, and threw it away. Arriving at Bu Ting's feet, he said, "Today, my Qinglan Sect will be guarding the Demon Prison, and I feel guilty. This bag of spirit stones should be regarded as my hard-earned money for the Master of Jiufang Hall."
After cultivating to their level, they have already severed all ties with the world, and their surnames should be avoided. The two of them called each other by Chenyuan's surname in front of several other sect leaders, which was no different from pointing at each other's noses and shouting curses.
The several sect leaders were silent and had not seen each other all night. It seemed that sect leader Qiu's ability to humiliate people had improved greatly.
"I feel so bad. There are fifty spirit stones stuffed in there." Jiu Hui whispered to Zhi You: "If they don't pick it up later, we will pick it up secretly."
Zhiyou: “…”
She was the one who came up with the idea, and she was the one who felt sorry for Lingshi.
Qiuhua lowered his head and glanced at the dusty purse that fell on the ground: "No need to say any more words of thanks, farewell."
She turned around and left, her skirt and shawl creating graceful ripples in the air. Everyone could see that she made this trip specifically just to make the Immortal Lord unhappy.
"Fellow Taoists, you have worked hard tonight." Bu Ting bowed his hands to everyone: "It's getting dark, please help yourself."
Several sect leaders hurriedly said goodbye, no one wanted to wade into this muddy water between the two of them.
Everyone dispersed, Bu Ting walked into the barrier again, and released the confinement of the Demon Suppressing Prison.
"You are destined to be unable to escape from this prison, even if there is a prophecy." Bu Ting said lightly: "I will imprison you here until your soul is gone."
"Do you think you are the one who changed the prophecy?" The evil demon laughed: "You can stop me for a while, but you can't stop me for the rest of my life."
The light on the barrier flickered, and Jiu Hui pulled Zhi You through the barrier, wanting to hear how the evil demon scolded Bu Xianzun.
"Ignorant and arrogant child! One day, I will make you regret what you did today!"
Children
Jiu Hui looks at Bu Xianzun, who looks only twenty-six or seven, but is actually about seven hundred years old. Can he be called a child
"We'll see." Bu Ting turned to leave.
"Don't you want to know who stopped your fiancée from splitting the barrier of this tower before you came?"
"What did you say?!" Bu Ting turned around, and Jiu Hui, who was hiding under the same gauze clothes, saw Bu Xianzun change his face for the first time.
"It's okay if you want to know. As long as you let me out, I can teach you long-lost magic techniques regardless of previous suspicions, and I can also tell you where the genius treasure is hidden..."
"Evil words." Bu Ting turned around and left, but this time he didn't stop.
"Little Bu Ting, the person who blocked your fiancée is..." The evil demon suddenly remembered that it didn't know the woman's name at all. Because of the barrier, it could only sense what happened near the barrier.
Until Bu Ting's figure was no longer visible, it couldn't say a word.
"This demon doesn't look very smart, and he can't even curse people." Jiu Hui saw that Zhiyou was in a daze, bumped his arm with her elbow, and picked up fifty spiritual stones that no one cared about: "Let's go, let's go Go back quickly."
The two of them passed through the barrier easily. When passing a tree, Jiu Hui paused and looked up at a branch.
The forest owl kicked its stiff paws and flapped its wings. Now there was finally no one around.
It wants to volley, it wants to soar!
Soar... soar... soar
No matter how hard he flapped his wings, he remained where he was.
"Just because this branch looks a little strange, it turns out to be a forest owl family." Jiu Hui looked at the forest owl pretending to be dead in his hands: "Little monster, how did you sneak in without being discovered? "
The forest owl held its neck still, pretending to be a dead bird.
Jiu Hui carried it to the guest house, while Zhi You helped her hold up the gauze clothes and made a fair and fair evaluation of the bird: "It's hairy, ugly, and stupid."
Forest owl: "..."
Pooh!
Nonsense!
He is clearly a handsome man in the forest circle!
The two of them returned to the yard. Zhiyou helped Jiuhui put away the same clothes and turned back to his house.
"Zhiyou, did you come out specifically to find me tonight?" Jiuhui called him.
"Yeah." Zhiyou turned around and said, "It's not safe tonight."
It was indeed unsafe for the owl to pull its paws. Otherwise, how could it have been caught
"Thanks."
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight." Zhiyou slightly curved the corners of his lips: "So you're welcome."
"Go to bed early." In the yard next door, Yu Jing poked her head out from behind the window: "If you don't sleep, it will be dawn." She glanced at the ugly bird in Jiu Hui's hand, retracted her head and closed the window. .
"Okay, Master." Jiu Hui quickly stepped into the room and threw the owl in her hand to Bai Qi who was chewing bones in the corner: "Here, I found a companion for you."
"What an ugly wooden stake." Bai Qi disliked it.
"I am a bird, a woodbird who is good at disguise!" Seeing that pretending to be dead was useless, the woodbird cursed and got up from the ground, flapped its wings and prepared to escape from the window.
"Pah." Bai Qi patted the owl down with his tail: "How dare you talk back to me when I speak?"
Forest owl: "..."
There's no bird that doesn't hate cats, no!
"I leave this little bird to you. Don't disturb me when I sleep." Jiu Hui touched Bai Qi's head and glanced at the forest owl lying motionless: "I have placed a restraint on it. If it dares Just run and let it go.”
Hearing this, the owl in the forest jumped up from the ground and called Jiu Fen flatteringly twice.
"Quiet." Bai Qi slapped his tail again: "I wonder if the boss wants to sleep and rest? What is the ghost's name?!"
Hey, I look down on flattery monsters the most in my life!
"Bai Qi, help me get the storybook from the table."
"Okay, boss!"
Bai Qi held the book in his mouth and Pidian Dian came over.
Jiu Hui flipped through a few pages and felt that the contents of these story books were not as exciting as what happened in Jiutian Sect. She threw the story book aside and fell asleep wrapped in a soft quilt.
After lighting the incense, an elder of the Jiutian Sect, who had always been calm and majestic, let out an earth-shattering roar: "Who is it? Who did it?!"
This roar pierced the sky and shook the world. Everyone who had been sleeping for most of the night was so shocked that they sat up from the bed.
What happened
The Demon Suppression Prison was robbed? !
Everyone hurriedly used magic skills to put on their coats, stepped on flying swords, and rushed to the place where the roar came from.
When they arrived at their destination and saw everything in front of them clearly, their minds were so shocked that they could only think of one word - ah? !
Everyone will be preparing to leave at dawn. Doing this kind of thing without sleeping before leaving is so presumptuous, so wicked, and so hateful to the Jiutian Sect.
What, you said that Jiutian Sect just ordered a thorough investigation of Shenji Sect yesterday
I understand, that’s what Shenjimen did.
So brave.
The author has something to say:
Shenjimen: I was sleeping at home, and a big black pot fell from the sky. It was so big!
High-end sect battles: battles of tactics, treasure battles, mental battles...
The real sect fighting: simple, heartbreaking, immoral...
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