Fu Xifeng's fingers slid gently on his palm, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and awkward.
"Thank you, Master Sect Master, for healing my disciple." Mu Changting quickly pulled his hand back, and used the movement of pulling the quilt to cover up his unnaturalness. division."
Fu Xifeng looked at him for a long time without saying a word, while Mu Changting lowered his eyes, his heart pounding.
What kind of temper Gu Zilan has, Mu Changting probably guessed it, saying that willful and arrogant is an understatement. With Fu Xifeng's cautious temperament, he must be suspicious. But now that old wine is in new wine, and the personality gap between the two is so great, it is absolutely impossible for him to imitate Gu Zilan's usual actions.
Fu Xifeng seemed to see his uneasiness, nodded, and said with a smile, "Go out for some experience, and after a life-and-death contest, I have become much more sensible." He paused, stood up and said casually, "Tomorrow will be cold." Look for me in the room, your hand is severely burned, you need to soak it in thousand-year-old ice before applying medicine."
He didn't mention a word why Mu Changting covered it up on purpose, and only treated the foot but not the hand at the elder doctor's office.
Mu Changting didn't change his face, and said respectfully: "Yes, thank you Master Xianzun."
Fu Xifeng took a deep look at the young man who kept his head down, gave a faint "um", turned and left.
Mu Changting collapsed on the bed, he was really tired talking to Fu Xifeng! It's a good thing he wasn't an undercover agent, otherwise he wouldn't know how he was played to death by Fu Xifeng, black-bellied, black-bellied!
Although "soul possession" has been around for a long time, the orthodox Taoist sect of the immortal family doesn't like it.
Originally, when people die, their souls disappear, and the way of heaven dictates it. Only ordinary people who cannot be detected can not let go of their obsessions, and become ghosts possessing people and causing troubles. He is a dignified head of the Qingxin Sect, if people know that he is not only "soul-possessed", but also forced to "soul-possess", it will greatly damage the appearance of the Qingxin Sect! Not to mention, his younger brother hated crooked ways the most in his life, and Mu Changting would never tell him his true identity no matter what.
Mu Changting shook his head and smiled wryly, it's better to wash up and sleep, why think so much.
After thinking clearly, Mu Changting stood up and took a handful of water to wash his face. The water was still warm and very comfortable.
After taking a clean cotton cloth to wipe off the water droplets on his face, Mu Changting's movements gradually slowed down.
The young boy's beautiful face was clearly reflected in the water basin, his brows were as distant as ever, his eyes were full of water, and they were full of delicacy. It is not difficult to imagine what he will look like in a few years. Mu Changting blinked, and then blinked again.
This is the first time that Mu Changting has carefully considered what this unlucky kid looks like, huh! Looks good!
But these eyes, why do they look familiar...
Mu Changting raised a smiling face towards the water, and the young man's beautiful eyes were slightly curved like crescent moons.
"..." Mu Changting smiled stiffly, familiar? Of course familiar!
This face is five or six points like him when he was young, especially the eyes, which are exactly the same when he smiles!
It's just that Mu Changting is not as feminine as he looks, and his outline is tougher.
If it is said that his "soul possession" was an accident, no one would believe it!
The cold room is at the northernmost side of Shouyang Palace, where the ancestors of the past dynasties retreated and practiced.
It's called a cold room, but it's actually an ice cave carved out of thousands of years of ice, and you can practice in it for thousands of miles every day. Fu Xifeng was able to call Gu Zilan here to heal his wounds, which shows how much he loves him.
Mu Changting followed the disciples of Shouyang Palace to the outside of the cave, saluted, and said humbly, "Thank you, brother, for leading the way."
Maybe he often went in and out of Shouyang Palace, the disciple was calm from beginning to end, he just nodded and said: "Sect Master Xianzun has been waiting inside for a long time, go in quickly."
Mu Changting groped in familiarly, but there was no one in the cold room.
Because of his low cultivation level, Mu Changting was shivering in the ice cave at the moment. He took a breath and rubbed his hands. He shouted tentatively, "Sect Master Immortal? The disciple has arrived."
"..." No one answered.
There was a huge ice coffin in the middle of the cold room, and Mu Changting was so curious.
He went over to push open the coffin lid, stood on tiptoe and looked inside the ice coffin, only to see a sword in the ice coffin, the whole body was white, and the platinum glass beads on the sword fringe were even more radiant.
Mu Changting's eyes lit up, my Longevity Sword!
The bottom of the coffin was very deep, so he stretched out his hand to reach it, but just as his hand touched the blade, the Longevity Sword suddenly clanked, as if he sensed the breath of its master.
There were footsteps not far away, Mu Changting's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly motioned for it to silence: "Hush!"
Longevity Sword was obedient and quieted down.
When Fu Xifeng came in, the young man was touching the ice coffin and smiled at him: "Sect Master Immortal, why is there an ice coffin here?"
Fu Xifeng stared blankly at his smile, then walked over and handed him the ointment, and said, "This is the ice coffin of the previous head, what's the matter? After going down the mountain, I even forgot the reason for going down the mountain." ?”
Mu Changting scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I was really scared by that monster. I actually... don't remember many things clearly..."
Fu Xifeng looked at his expression carefully, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Well, I guess it's the same."
"..." When he said that, Mu Changting was a little confused about what he was thinking. Did he believe it
Fu Xifeng instructed Mu Changting to put his hands on the thousand-year-old ice, and said: "The body of the former master has been detained in the depths of the demons. I tried some methods a few days ago and finally got it back. Unexpectedly, There was a sudden change, the ice coffin of the previous head was placed in the cold room for less than a day, and the body disappeared."
Fu Xifeng glanced at him, and said slowly: "Some disciples saw the former master's activities in the back mountain, but his eyes were dull, and he didn't seem like a stranger. I followed the footsteps and chased him, but he disappeared. That's why I sent you Let’s go down the mountain to search together, do you remember?”
Mu Changting's hand shook, and Fu Xifeng spoke cryptically, but this clearly meant that he cheated on the corpse!
No wonder there is no corpse in the ice coffin, only the Longevity Sword.
Mu Changting came out of the cold room with a gloomy face and his brows were so wrinkled that they could trap mosquitoes.
He walked quickly back to the Qinghe Palace, and happened to run into Mingli who was about to go out. Mu Changting asked him for a new saber, and relying on him to talk, he brazenly searched for some talismans, traced phosphorous sand, etc. Bits and pieces.
Ming Li held him tight, and asked worriedly: "Junior Brother, where are you going?"
Mu Changting let out a long sigh, and coaxed, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm just asking you to get some things for me."
Ming Li obviously didn't believe it, and followed him step by step.
Mu Changting said helplessly, "Okay, to tell the truth, I was ordered by the sect master Xianzun to find the corpse of the previous sect master."
Ming Li shook his head, pursed his lips tightly: "No, Uncle Shi won't send you down the mountain alone, do you have an order?"
Mu Changting couldn't help but knocked his head, and said with a smile: "The wooden fish's head! I won't show you any!"
Ming Li rubbed his forehead in a daze, why did he feel that the younger brother's expression was as pretty as the master's...
While Ming Li was in a daze, Mu Changting hurried away.
Yu Jian flew to the forest where he was in danger, Mu Changting took out the brocade bag containing the tracking phosphorous sand, put it in his palm, and said: "There is a trace in life, and a soul in death, go!" The golden fine sand was pulled out from the brocade bag , like a stream of golden streams of twinkling stars flowing toward the depths of the dark forest.
Mu Changting put away the empty brocade bag and followed Phosphorus inside.
To use Phosphate Tracking, you need to have a deep bond with the person being tracked to be effective. This bond may be blood, soul, or love, and is limited by the conditions of use. Before Ming Oak came to him, Tracking Phosphate was useless.
Mu Changting also took it out with the mentality of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to work.
The mood became a little complicated for a while, it seemed that it was not a coincidence that Gu Zilan was possessed by his soul.
Following the phosphorous sand to the edge of the stream, it suddenly collided with another golden light and disappeared abruptly.
Mu Changting drew out his long sword, pointed straight ahead, and shouted, "Who is there? Come out!"
The man's white and slender fingers picked apart the covered branches, and he walked out of the darkness with a slight bend.
His complexion is a little pale, his blue hair is like a waterfall, and he is dressed in a flame-like red brocade robe, which sets off his eyebrows and eyes, and his light-colored golden pupil has a faint glance, and he has an arrogance that looks down on the world.
Mu Changting couldn't help taking a step back, even the hand holding the sword was a little unsteady.
"Pure Heart Sect disciple, who are you tracking with phosphorous sand?"
Xing Yusheng's voice is the same as his own, cold and indifferent, and the words and sentences uttered in the deep voice are like jade beads falling into the plate, clear and cold, it is good to hear, but they are shocked by his powerful aura, and most people I didn't even bother to discern how nice his voice was.
Mu Changting was at a loss as to how to answer when a "rustling" sound suddenly came from the mountain opposite the creek.
As soon as Mu Changting raised his head, he saw Xing Yusheng's figure rushing towards the place where the sound came from like a ghost.
Even though he didn't really want to face him, Mu Changting still had to follow him to find out.
The pursuit of phosphorous sand collided with Xing Yusheng's pursuit of phosphorous sand here, which proved that his body was not far away. It seems that Xing Yusheng also came to find "him"...
After finally climbing up the hill, Mu Changting was stunned by the scene in front of him.
The "Mu Changting" who cheated on the corpse used both hands to plan a cemetery. His face was expressionless, and even his eyes were empty, like a marionette being manipulated by someone.
Xing Yusheng stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching him dig the grave intently.
Mu Changting couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to reach out to grab him when his wrist hurt.
Xing Yusheng's cold fingers didn't seem to use much force, but he grabbed him firmly, and said coldly: "What are you going to do?"
Mu Changting turned to look at him impatiently, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, Mozun, it is my duty to bring the former head back to the Qingxin Sect."
Xing Yusheng hadn't looked at him until now, his usually expressionless face fluctuated when he saw his face clearly, his fingers tightened unconsciously, Mu Changting suffered from the pain, and pursed his lips to endure.
Xing Yusheng asked: "Who are you?"
Mu Changting trembled in pain: "A disciple of the Pure Heart Sect, Gu Zilan!"
After a moment of stalemate, Xing Yusheng let go of him silently, and slowly walked over to grab "Mu Changting" who was still concentrating on digging the grave.
His expression was almost gentle, I saw that he helped "Mu Changting" wipe off the dirt on his hands very meticulously, it didn't look like his attitude towards a senior brother, but rather like a lover who was in love with each other.
He just said calmly: "Go back and tell Fu Xifeng that the man is mine. If he comes to disturb us again, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of the same family."
people are mine
be mine…
Mu Changting's head was buzzing, when did his relationship with Xing Yusheng become like this? !
In Mu Changting's memory, his relationship with this third junior brother has never been considered good. He has always been hot on shaving his head. Xing Yusheng is indifferent to everyone and has a very withdrawn personality, so he can't get along with anyone.
When Xing Yusheng fell into a demon and became a demon, he was in charge of the Qingxin sect. When the two met, they usually started fighting within a few words.
For a long time, Mu Changting even hated him...