Cheng Qian slaughtered people, but he was still stuck in his throat.
Is it really so? In fact, he himself arranged for the senior brother from early to late, and he didn't seem to have any respect, but he just couldn't let it go.
Cheng Qian even angered Han Yuan because of this - what kind of stuff has he been with for so many years
That slap was really light that day.
Cheng Qian knew that Tang Zhen would definitely not wait for him after he got Bingxinhuo, so he didn't stop. However, when he was walking back and forth, he didn't know where to go for a while. Logically, things were done here. He should go north to chase the senior brothers and the others, but Cheng Qian somehow didn't want to face Yan Zhengming.
Fortunately, it seemed that someone gave a pillow as soon as he fell asleep. Cheng Qian was on the outskirts of the southern border, and he met Zhuang Nanxi who had been waiting for a long time.
Zhuang Nanxi had already sent away his fellow sect, and had been waiting for him here alone for a long time. As soon as he saw Cheng Qian, he immediately greeted him and said politely, "Senior Cheng! Thank you for your help, or we will all end up here. "
This person is very clever, and there are some things. Cheng Qian has a good impression of him, so he waved his hand and said: "Don't be so polite, I'm not a senior, I happened to pass by, just a little effort."
Zhuang Nanxi was stunned and said, "Did that senior break into Zhaoyang City alone, just for the ice stone in the city?"
Cheng Qian didn't know why he asked this question, and he didn't correct his mistake. He said, "Yes, what?"
Zhuang Nanxi was a little anxious and said, "We fell into the trap of a magic cultivator a few days ago. A fellow junior sister escaped by luck. I met my senior and thought it was her invited help."
Cheng Qian said: "Don't you have a way to contact the teacher's door with your fellow junior sister, and will pull a random stranger from the road to rescue you?"
Zhuang Nanxi was choked by him, so he had to smile bitterly: "This is actually just a name for junior sister. She is a friend of mine who met by chance. I thought that senior might have seen her."
Cheng Qian actually just asked casually, not really interested, and said, "You are waiting for me here for her? What does it look like?"
Zhuang Nanxi hurriedly described him at length, and the words were all subtle and beautiful. Cheng Qian was baptized by "closed moon, shame flowers, fish and geese", except that this person was a beautiful girl, he didn't hear a useful sentence at all. , then blurted out: "Is it a lover?"
Zhuang Nanxi: ""
He didn't expect someone to be so straightforward, so he glanced at Cheng Qian sternly, and blood spread from the base of his ear. Zhuang Nanxi's eyes were a bit too agile for a man. All the joys and sorrows are hidden in it.
Cheng Qian frowned secretly, and couldn't help but think of the ugliness of the demon cultivators in Zhaoyang City, and said to himself, "If you don't practice well and do all sorts of absurd things, this can be considered after a famous family? It seems that it is not as good as the group on Qinglong Island. For those who wear hemp and filial piety, at least they are attentive."
Thinking of this, Cheng Qian suddenly became impatient and didn't bother to deal with Zhuang Nanxi anymore, but when he thought that this person was someone from White Tiger Villa, he might have to meet again in the future, so he had to suppress his emotions.
After all, monks are all human beings, and it is inevitable that they will be contaminated by the world. Even if Cheng Qian doesn’t think about himself, he has to think about the sect. No matter how impatient he is, he has to take care. It's almost the same person you're talking about, it's just that, I can't identify it."
"Yes, I was negligent." Zhuang Nanxi rubbed her hands a little embarrassedly, and then said, "She has an oval face and a red mole on the center of her eyebrows, which is quite conspicuous. If you see it, senior should have an impression."
Cheng Qian: ""
He just pretended to be polite and asked casually, but he didn't expect to see it before - there are many people who have red moles on their eyebrows, but they really don't have one. This is not the female corpse outside the small building. What
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Cheng Qian opened his mouth and thought to say a cold "sorrow", but in a blink of an eye, he met Shangzhuang Nanxi's eyes. He had rarely seen such eyes on a cultivator's face, expecting and longing, as if he was overjoyed and satisfied just by describing the person's appearance to a stranger.
"It's not shallow to be obsessed." Cheng Qian thought.
But even though he thought so, most of the resentment he had just filled his heart had dissipated unconsciously.
Cheng Qian didn't know how to tell him for a while.
Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Zhuang Nanxi's disappointment flashed across his face, and he said, "Oh, that might be because she and the senior missed it. I'll look for it nearby."
Cheng Qian suddenly said, "You miss an irrelevant female cultivator all day long, don't you delay your practice?"
In his impression, mortals get married, but for the sake of living, men farm and women weave, and inherit the lineage. Neither monks have to worry about it, and most of the right way exercises are about communication between the world and pure heart and few desires. Therefore, monks become couples, most of them It is for the marriage of sects and the communication of exercises.
Fighting with the sky and the earth every day, with the ferocity of the human world, and with the demons in your own heart, who would indulge in illusory love except for the indulgent demons
But as soon as he said those words, Cheng Qian felt a little regretful and said to himself, "I don't know why, what's your business, why are you asking?"
Fortunately, Zhuang Nanxi didn't care much, and replied calmly: "Our elders in Baihu Villa also said the same, she is a loose cultivator, and she has nothing to do with it, but it's nothing, even if she is a mortal, I like it. "
Cheng Qian said indifferently: "Mortals are rare in their seventies."
To put it badly, mortals are no different to monks than cats and dogs are to people. They have been with them for a few decades at most. Most of them are just born attachments, and they have to die. Anyway, it can't last long, and it's not sad enough.
However, Zhuang Nanxi smiled and said: "that's nothing, the big deal is that I will cut off my immortal roots and be a mortal husband and wife with her. As long as it doesn't violate morality, there is nothing I can't do for her. "
Cheng Qian: ""
On the one hand, he was shocked by Zhuang Nanxi's deviant behavior, and on the other hand, he was a little thankful that he was not quick to speak the truth. Cheng Qian secretly gave birth to a little compassion, and concealed the death of the unknown female cultivator. After a long time, Zhuang Nanxi couldn't find her, so naturally he would give up, right
Zhuang Nanxi seemed to realize that he was talking too much, and said a little embarrassedly: "I won't use these nasty things to smear the ears of seniors?"
While the two were talking, a cold light suddenly flashed across the sky in the distance, and it exploded like fireworks, making it extremely conspicuous.
"That's the signal for Xuanwu Hall to summon the disciples." Zhuang Nanxi said with some doubts, "Strange, Senior Bian has been in seclusion for a long time without asking about the world, why did he come all the way to the southern border?"
Cheng Qian: "The Xuanwu Hall of the Four Saints? Aren't they in the extreme north?"
"That's right," said Zhuang Nanxi, "Xuanwutang and my White Tiger Villa face each other across the icefield. They have always been friends. Since they are here, it would be a shame for me not to show up to pay their respects. Is there a place for Senior Cheng? If not, why don't you come with me? go?"
When Cheng Qian heard this, he was in the middle of his arms. He felt that even if he wasted so much with this kid and listened to trivial matters, it was a worthwhile trip, so he happily followed Zhuang Nanxi all the way.
From a distance, you can see the overwhelming black flag, Zhuang Nanxi's expression became more solemn and said: "Looking at this battle, I am afraid that the elder of the Xuanwu Hall is coming in person, alas, I heard that the southern border land Jiao Chenglong, the four sides are alarmed, and I don't know. Bad luck or good luck."
Cheng Qian didn't say a word, he could already feel the coercion looming in the air - thinking back then, when Island Lord Gu fell, the entire East China Sea was in turmoil, I'm afraid that's what happened. Since leaving Mingminggu, this is the first great power that has made him feel pressure, and it has evoked the memories of Cheng Qian's Qinglong Island and his party.
Zhuang Nanxi reported to his family from a long distance away: "Disciple Zhuang Nanxi of Baihu Mountain Villa, came here on the order of Master to meet the seniors of Xuanwu Hall."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure around him was obviously relieved, as if he had made way for him.
Cheng Qian followed Zhuang Nanxi all the way to the bottom of the sea of black flags, and saw a monk in a black robe wearing a black robe, and he seemed to have the aura of an ice field. He had carved out a cold place in the south. Recognizing Zhuang Nanxi, he voluntarily made way for him, and some nodded at him.
Cheng Qian looked up and saw a flying horse carriage under the sea of flags. The horse was covered with cold iron armor and looked very dignified. A middle-aged man was in front of the carriage, his eyes swept over like electricity. Zhuang Nanxi stepped forward in two steps, calling him "the Great Elder", the Great Elder greeted him a few words, and involuntarily put his eyes on Cheng Qian: "This is"
Cheng Qian was almost aroused by the fighting spirit when the thousand-year-old ice pool faced the snowy field. He settled down, stretched out his hand and pressed the restless frost-blade sword in his hand, and was about to answer.
At this moment, someone next to him shouted: "Elder! I know him, it's him!"
"What am I?" Cheng Qian was stunned for a moment, but before he could think about it, the shouter's sword had already been handed in front of him - he slashed his head.
At this time, thousands of miles away, Yan Zhengming, who had followed the legend of the magic dragon to the Central Plains, was playing with three copper coins in his hand, but he couldn't find out why.
When I was studying art in Fuyao Mountain, although Master occasionally played with copper coins, he always kept a secret about the fortune-telling and inquiries about the heavens.
In fact, many annoying children are like this. If the elders say "this is an ominous thing, it can't be done", then in all likelihood they will try it, but if the elders say "this thing is too stupid to be human, I am afraid there is only chaos everywhere. Only the monkeys who run away can do it." Then they won't touch them when they grow up.
Even though more than 100 years have passed, Yan Zhengming is still holding the copper coins, and he still has ten apertures and nine apertures. At this time when the wind and rain are shaking, although he can't help but want to take a peek at the indistinguishable good and bad, he still feels that The idea of trying to be unpredictable is very stupid.
Yan Zhengming sighed deeply.
He didn't know if Han Yuan, who turned into a dragon, would be able to turn back, and he didn't know if he would still see the gate of Fuyao Mountain open in his lifetime.
I don't even know how to face Cheng Qian.
Yan Zhengming flicked his finger, and the copper coin made a shrill sound, tumbling into the sky, and rolled out of a circle of yin and yang.
The current head of the Fuyao Sect thought blankly: "Master, what should I do?"
It's a pity that it's a waste of time to ask. When Master was alive, he would only say "Aiya, let's go with the flow". The old man used to keep the same and respond to all changes, and he lived a very easy life. Now that his body is dead and his soul is gone, he must be more peaceful For nothing.
What are the benefits of Cheng Dive
Sect Master Yan tried to interrogate himself in his heart—that guy is poisonous and has a bad heart. According to Yan Zhengming's understanding of him, with Cheng Qian's restraint and pretense, what he said was about one-tenth of what he secretly arranged in his heart. Ordinary people may It is impossible to imagine how wrong his inner world is under his sanctimonious appearance.
He is also very stubborn, unreasonable, and does not eat hard and soft, and his heart is like stone.
A person has been retreating in an extremely cold place for nearly 50 years, and he has never entered anything but cold water. Is there anything he can't do in the world? Anyway, Yan Zhengming admitted that the head of his own can't control that bastard junior brother.
And the messy and unbearable problems, such as the unknown sloppy, sleeping without bathing, no matter how disgusting things can be touched, and they never remember to wash their hands, and the whole body is not good, no The things that should be known are clearly discernible, and the things that should be known are always half-understood.
Yan Zhengming started out to find a reason for himself, but in the end, he was so angry that he was halfway through.
Thinking about how he loved beauty and hated ugliness for so many years, and used "blind eyes" to eliminate others countless times, he finally got his retribution at this moment. Yan Zhengming found out with grief and indignation that he might be really blind.
A voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Senior brother, the copper coins have fallen."
As soon as the word "copper coin" came out, Yan Zhengming shivered with a guilty conscience.
Li Yun floated over from behind him silently, like a ghost, and at the same time looked at him with a ghostly expression without saying a word.
Yan Zhengming glared at him angrily: "what are you doing?"
Li Yun turned around like a thief and asked, "Where did the puddle go?"
"Hou Shan is playing with fire," Yan Zhengming said, "Why are you so sneaky?"
After being struck by lightning that day, Shuideng was pleasantly surprised to find that not only was he closer to an adult woman in appearance, but he also had the ability to control the true fire of Samadhi at will. The freshness of these days has not yet passed, and he is working hard to cultivate while the iron is hot.
Hearing that she was not there, Li Yun sat down beside Yan Zhengming.
At first, as if he didn't know where to start, he cautiously slapped sideways: "Why are you finally willing to send your baby away?"
There is a difference between a person who has no ghost in his heart and a person who has a ghost in his heart. This ordinary question made Sect Master Yan pause involuntarily. Deliberately, he tangled in the same place for a moment, he found that Li Yun came to ask this question very deliberately, so he pinched his eyebrows irritably, and simply broke the jar and said bluntly: "What do you want to say?"
Li Yun sighed: "Senior brother"
"No, you still don't need to say it." Yan Zhengming suddenly interrupted his voice again, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You don't need to say it, I know what to do with a 100-year-old man. There is always some measure.”
Li Yun rarely turned serious and said, "Yes, I know you are measured, but what should you do?"
Yan Zhengming was stunned for a moment.
Li Yun glanced at him, shook his head, and said softly: "Jianxiu's road is not easy to walk, since he has taken the lead, it is even rarer in the world, every step is on the tip of the knife, your inner demon has been born, in the future you should How to do?"
Yan Zhengming was a little sad after what he said, but he didn't show it, and he still seemed to say nonchalantly: "What's the matter? Every life is like an ant, a lifetime is only a few decades, and it's still in the middle of the night. It can be seen that it is people who like the new and hate the old. Sex, I am no different from other people, and it will naturally fade after a few years."
Li Yun sighed: "Senior brother, how can you become a demon after you can forget about it in three or five years? You think I'm a stupid girl with an insane mind, don't you understand anything?"
Yan Zhengming: ""
The two were silent for a while with big eyes and small eyes. It was not long before Li Yun said tentatively, "Are you sure you won't let Xiao Qian know? I don't think it's better."
With a "snap", the copper coins in Yan Zhengming's hand were directly broken by him. His face suddenly became cold, and he cut off Li Yun and said, "There is no need to mention this."
Li Yun: "Yes"
"No but," Yan Zhengming's eyes were so deep and cold that it was frightening, and Li Yun was terrified, "You can't mention this to a third person, especially Cheng Qian."
Li Yun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back and nodded helplessly.
Yan Zhengming: "Don't perfunctory me, swear!"
Li Yun: "Hey, Big Brother"
"What nonsense!"
Seeing that Li Yun couldn't beat him, he raised a hand and said, "I swear to keep this matter in my stomach and never tell anyone else, otherwise."
Yan Zhengming continued: "Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning, and I won't die."
Li Yun stood up suddenly: "Are you crazy!"
Yan Zhengming glanced at him and said calmly, "Li Yun, I found out that you have a very bad problem. You seem to think that people in the world who are bolder than you are crazy."
Li Yun glared at him fiercely for a moment, then said feebly: "The demon of the heart will last for a long time, and then the heart of the Tao will be damaged, see what you do."
"If I die, it just so happens that you have someone else to be the headmaster," Yan Zhengming stretched out, "It just so happens that I don't want to do it for a long time. What do you think of the vixen when I heard that Yuan Neng was reincarnated? Supervise Shuideng to cultivate well and become a big demon as soon as possible, it is best to usurp the throne and seize power to get a demon king Dangdang and let her cover me."
The lofty aspirations of the leader stunned Li Yun, and he was speechless for a while.
Yan Zhengming ignored him, clasped his fingers lightly, shook his head and hummed a vulgar and untuned ditty: "Falling to the ground, it is hard to come, and it is hard to go; The wind blows in the east, the rain falls in the west, and the heroic spirit is changed for another day.
This is a minor tune used by rogues begging for food near Fuyao Villa, and it made Li Yun feel so sad.
Yan Zhengming sometimes also envy the group of homeless people who are wandering around the world, because they are carefree and worry-free, but when he thinks of their respectful appearance of catching lice in the sun, he is not envious anymore, and he feels that he may be born a little less. The aptitude for being a family from all over the world only remembers their begging tunes.
He was trying to find relief for himself, when suddenly his heart tightened, as if someone hit him on the chest with a hammer, Yan Zhengming's small tune came to an abrupt end, and the whole person bounced off the ground.
"What's wrong?" Li Yun rolled his eyes.
Yan Zhengming's face was like a ghost: "The puppet charm I tied to Xiao Qian's hair"
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