Dark woods, dark night.
The hazy moonlight turns the world into the most primitive black and white.
In the evil forest under the moon, layers of mist are raised. Stirred by the night's wind, they rise and fall dormant, like ghosts in the dark night, making the whole forest even more eerie.
Googooo...
Jie Jie Jie...
The chirping of crickets, the hooting of owls, all the sounds are creepy to hear.
A huge shadow flashed like a ghost.
It was a small black sedan chair carried by four people, the curtains made of black silk fluttered in the wind, and the four bearers dressed in black and shaped like ghouls flew non-stop above the mist , the speed is extremely fast.
Hoo hoo...
There was a sound of fluttering clothes, and a middle-aged man in white descended from the sky, landed in front of the sedan chair, knelt down and cupped his hands, and said respectfully: "Grandma, you will be there soon. There is a Taoist temple not far ahead. The second brother is waiting for you there..."
An old and wizened voice sounded from inside the sedan chair, "Uh—? You said that my good grandson is waiting for me in the Taoist temple? Why?"
"The twelfth brother is naughty and wants to play hide-and-seek with you. He has prepared a large string of beads for you. As long as you find him, he will give you immediately..."
"Okay, jie, jie, jie... My grandson is getting more and more sensible, knowing that grandma is bored, he actually found such a fun thing..."
Xie Tianyi, who was kneeling on the ground, broke out in cold sweat, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, the twelfth brother is the most obedient, and the most filial to your old man..."
"Hee hee hee... okay, go, go, let's pick up my grandson..."
Four ghostly bearers lifted up the sedan chair, flew out with a whoosh, and drifted away like ghosts again...
After a while, the surrounding figures flickered randomly, and all the remnants of the "Purple Scarf Bandit" were present.
Xie Tianyi didn't turn his head back, and asked directly: "Why did the eldest brother tell her that the twelfth brother died at the hands of those stinky Taoist priests, and asked her to help revenge?"
Deng Tiangang was covered with a purple and black robe to block the broken arm, and said with certainty: "'Ghost of the Netherworld' is insane. If you say her grandson is dead, those Taoist priests may die. You may be the first to die. Oh... And this ghost grandma is mentally ill and acts strangely. If you ask her to kill someone, she may ask you some weird conditions. If she refuses to agree or fails to do so, she is dead... I used to listen It is said that the ghost grandma and the son of Tantai Patriarch asked her to kill someone, but the ghost grandma, who was hit by a mental illness, asked to see if her son's heart was different from others... Hmph, in the end, she died at the hands of her own mother. in the hands of…”
"Brother, do you think 'Ghost Granny' can help us get rid of the evil ways of Qingyun Temple and avenge the brothers who died?"
"The strength of Qingyunguan is unpredictable. I just asked 'Ghost Granny' to help us find out the truth. If it works, it will be good. If it doesn't work, we can only obey the arrangement of the Holy Gate and wait for the opportunity to take revenge..."
"Oh, it's a pity that Patriarch Tantai can't retreat, and this delirious old woman insists on following... I don't know if Patriarch Tantai will roast us if she has another problem." The old ten One item flew leisurely and said.
Deng Tiangang snorted coldly, and said calmly: "If the old lady dies, I'm afraid the ancestor Tantai will thank us..."
"Back then when the Holy Gates were fighting, Patriarch Tantai competed with this ghost girl. A careless move burned her face. As a result, her father, the lord of the Ghost Sect, forced Patriarch Tantai to marry her Wife, although she helped Patriarch Tantai seize the position of head of the 'Huo Fen Clan', Patriarch Tantai has been resentful for many years, but due to the pressure of the ghost sect, he dare not move the ghost grandma in the slightest. If Grandma Gui died in Qingyun Temple this time, Patriarch Tantai might be too happy..."
"Then, will our actions provoke the Ghost Sect's revenge?"
"Don't worry, Yin Jiuyou, the current suzerain of the ghost sect, has always been at odds with this ghost grandma. The dozen or so boy apprentices who were born in the cloudy year, moon and cloudy day that he worked so hard to find were all eaten by this ghost grandma. Well, if the previous suzerain of Ghost Sect was not Gui Lao's father, Yin Jiuyou would have killed Gui Lao at that time... Once Gui Lao died, revenge would be possible unless the previous suzerain climbed out of the coffin, otherwise, no one in the world would care..."
"Brother knows so much..."
Deng Tiangang smiled helplessly: "If you want to live a long time in the holy gate, you can't do it if you don't have ears and eyes. The reason why I called everyone to my 'Zi Ming' is just to find some like-minded brothers in Survive in the Holy Gate, you and I have a brotherhood, even those sects of the righteous way, there is no utter devotion between us. This operation of the Holy Gate actually made me the third, the eighth, the ninth, the twelfth, and the four My brother died, if I don’t take revenge, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart.”
A flamboyant woman with a hot figure and scantily clad clothes walked up to Deng Tiangang, and asked with an extremely charming figure, "Brother, what shall we do?"
"Do nothing, we'll just watch—"
…
The moon is cold and lonely.
In the nameless courtyard, Xie Yun'an and Lin Yuncong were shining like two huge purple lanterns.
It was getting late, Jiang Shuihan went back to the house and continued to practice walking.
Under an oil lamp, He Qingzhu took the secret technique of [Zixia Magic Art] and carefully read and watched it with great interest. Lin Yuncong was his apprentice, and his apprentice was at a critical juncture. As a master, how could he not help protect the Dharma.
What's more, He Qingzhu is also very curious about this [Zixia Magic Art].
From [Huashan Xinfa] to [Hunyuan Gong] and then to [Zixia Shengong], this is obviously a method inherited from the same line. Mutual confirmation, there will always be new discoveries and new insights. For a scholar-type master like He Qingzhu, this discovery is undoubtedly the most exciting.
Ye Qingxuan and Taoist Qingyan sat on the roof, shaking and looking at the three people in the courtyard, each with a wine gourd, drinking each other leisurely.
Taoist Qingyan took a sip of the fruit wine, shook the wine gourd in his hand, and said hesitantly: "Back then, I passed Sanqing Temple in Xianxia Mountain, Yangzhou, and saw that the gourd of this seedling was growing really pleasingly, so I asked for some seeds and came back... Unexpectedly, now that five years have passed, this gourd is so popular in the audience, and the master's elixir alone has filled several gourds..."
Ye Qingxuan glanced at the golden yellow gourd of the second senior brother, then looked at the green gourd in his hand, and sighed: "The 'colorful gourd' in Zhengqing Temple is a rare alien species, and it has been cultivated in the temple for several generations. It took hundreds of years to produce this colorful gourd variety. Even in Zhengqing Temple, there are not many gourds with such a good appearance. They are enthusiastic and willing to give you this strange seed for free …”
Taoist Qingyan chuckled, "Huang Zhenzi of Zhengqing Temple has a certain relationship with me. If it were someone else, he would not be able to get his seeds." Then he sighed leisurely and said: "Little brother went down the mountain once, and the results are outstanding. , our brothers and sisters have not been as good as you for more than ten years." Pointing his finger at the two people in the audience, "These two boys have a lot of blessings, and there is a junior brother to provide them with help. If they don't want to be successful in the future possible."
Ye Qingxuan smiled but did not answer.
Taoist Qingyan chattered some off-topic words, suddenly turned around, and asked in a deep voice: "Little brother, I have always wanted to ask you two things, of course, if it is inconvenient, you don't need to answer..."
"One is, where did I get these martial arts cheats; the other is, where did I have so much internal energy to instill in my fellow disciples... right?" Ye Qingxuan knew that sooner or later someone in the master's sect would ask such a question, and immediately answered : "For martial arts, I will exchange a part, grab a part, pick up a part..."
"Pick it up?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded and pointed down, "Shui Han got something called 'Bronze Eight-faced Drum'. There was a picture on it, and there was a pagoda on it..."
"A picture, a pagoda?" Taoist Qingyan asked strangely, and then he was taken aback, "Could it be the 'Bronze Dragon Pagoda' rumored in the rivers and lakes? Your martial arts are the ancient unique knowledge obtained from the pagoda?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, and said: "I don't know if it's the unique knowledge in the tower, I only know that these cheats are obtained together with the 'bronze eight-faced drum'..."
Taoist Qingyan said "Oh", since the matter involves the secrets of the Dajiang League, it is naturally inconvenient to continue to inquire. As long as you know that these martial arts are acquired by the juniors, and no one will be held accountable for them, they are things of innocent origin. , that's fine.
Ye Qingxuan was secretly happy. In order to prevent the origin of martial arts from becoming a mystery, he told his second brother that he had dug the grave of a former master. He was worried that the teacher would investigate his actions because of this, so he asked Jiang Shuihan to help recite it. Jiang Shuihan was so happy to give Ye Qingxuan such a big favor for this scapegoat, so he readily agreed.
This time, the two ends are blocked, so that no one will doubt the origin of these martial arts.
Anyway, Jiang Shuihan had the secret news about the "Bronze Dragon Pagoda" in his hands, half-truths and half-false, just to confuse the public.
Taoist Qingyan thought about it, and then asked, "Then, your internal strength..."
"There is a way to transfer the enemy's internal energy in the obtained exercise... Don't worry, it's not the [Xuanyin Demon Absorbing Art] from the Demon Sect, it's just a purely temporary absorption, and it will dissipate after a long time. , Different kinds of true qi collide with each other, and they will go crazy. The original exercise is only to make the enemy's physical strength wear out, the muscles and bones become weak, and they lose their fighting power... Uh, just like Xiangmu Hecha. But the brother knows that I am blessed. Shanggong's [Ziwei Ninghuan Jue], hehe, the two are combined into one, and the absorbed internal force is just planted as a 'Ziwei Ring' to everyone. This is simply a sharp weapon for cultivating masters, and a large number of people can be cultivated in an instant. The master will come out the day after tomorrow, second senior brother, tell me, is this my destiny in Qingyun Temple?"
Ye Qingxuan knew that the existence of [Beiming Divine Art] could not be concealed at all with his tossing around these days. Instead of being misled by the people in the teacher's school, it is better to divert their attention and make [Beiming Divine Art] mediocre. Shengong], so that people don't pay attention to this technique, don't pay attention to it, and don't worry about having any special ideas.
As soon as Taoist Qingyan heard it, he knew that it was a hard work. If the absorbed internal energy could not be used by oneself, it would be in vain, but if the internal energy absorbed by others was used by oneself, then it would not be a magic technique, which harms others and benefits oneself
"It's really not a magic technique?" Taoist Qingyan had never heard of such an unlucky technique, and he was afraid that the younger brother would be careless and go astray.
"Of course, second senior brother, it's definitely not a magic technique. If you don't believe me, try it..." Without saying a word, Ye Qingxuan went up and grabbed Taoist Qingyan's wrist. The true energy poured out immediately, Taoist Qingyan was taken aback, he suddenly released his true energy, and the jade color flashed, Ye Qingxuan's original suction was like drinking water, as if he had sucked a stone, and he was sucked out suddenly, and at the same time was sucked by the other party. With a shake, the palm could no longer hold Taoist Qingyan's wrist. This time it was Ye Qingxuan's turn to be surprised.
Unexpectedly, the [Kunwu Ningyu Art], the saying that true energy is like jade is true, my own [Beiming Divine Art] absorbs the true energy of others like absorbing water, but when encountering the inner strength of the second senior brother, it is like absorbing a stone. There was a bang, and I returned without any results.
Daoist Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said, "How is it? Junior brother, you must have been devastated. Didn't I tell you that our kung fu is the attribute of [Jade], which is more powerful than that of [Thunder]?" Extraordinary skills with even rarer attributes, not to mention your small method of absorbing internal energy, is the powerful [Xuan Yin Demon Absorbing Art] of the Demon Sect, why don’t you suffer in front of us?”
Ye Qingxuan chuckled and said, "How about it? Believe me, this is not a magic technique?"
Taoist Qingyan nodded and said: "It's not true, my true energy has no special reaction, and at the same time, your exercise doesn't harm the opponent's body, it just absorbs the internal energy, and it doesn't damage the meridians. The magic door exercise is not like this. It looks like, if you suck all the essence in your body, all the meridians in your body will be destroyed together, even if you survive by chance, you will be a useless person."
Ye Qingxuan heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally he was fooled again. In the future, he will perform [Beiming Divine Art], at least there is no need to hide it in the teacher's door.
Originally, everyone is our own person on the same boat, beware of coming, beware of going, what's the point.
Taoist Qingyan then smiled again, with his face fully opened, thinking that all the doubts in his heart had been solved and no knots in his heart, and then he said with a smile: "Since my junior brother has this clever trick, I can't just take advantage of those little bastards, how about it, you first How about planting twenty 'crape myrtle rings' for me, Senior Brother, as compensation for making me fearful?"
Ye Qingxuan just took a breath and spit it out all the way, "Twenty rings? You fucking kill me?"
Daoist Qingyan, haha, hero, was about to speak, when a word came from beside him, "Jie Jie Jie... your head is so round, he won't kill you, let grandma kill you, okay..."
A gust of wind blew, Ye Qingxuan and Taoist Qingyan had goosebumps all over their bodies, looking back suddenly, a hunched figure slowly appeared in the dark, with disheveled hair, two faint lights flickered...
"Your head is so round..."
This sentence can be remembered by Ye Qingxuan for a lifetime, allowing him to confirm the origin of the other party in an instant...
"Master of the Demon Sect, warning message—everyone fight—"