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Ao Li was sent to the deep mountains by his father since he was a child, watched the Hunyuan Sect build up, and has been trapped by it for half his life ever since.
Because of his physique and his father's strict discipline, he never went out, and he didn't even know much about Pingling Mountain. When he grew up, he became a monster that everyone shouted and beat. He was eager but afraid of the outside world. I just feel that I am the most out of the ordinary...
Ao Li's expression changed several times, and finally he held his forehead with quite a headache, as if recalling something, his breath gradually became disordered.
Helang should choose to back away, this is the safest.
But after he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, he stepped forward and unfolded the blank picture scroll.
Ao Li glanced at him suspiciously, but He Lang started painting on his own.
He started from the majestic and gloomy palace, the magnificent main hall in the distance, in stark contrast to the quiet courtyard nearby with heavy snow, and the bloodstains on the deep snow in front of him also aroused people's imagination, as if there was some sadness buried s story.
This palace spread out on the paper, and it was still in the deep palace, but the atmosphere was not the same, instead of gloomy, the main hall was full of civil and military officials kneeling inside and outside, obviously the most honorable enthronement ceremony was going on.
Beyond the gate of the palace, there are hawkers selling candied haws and craftsmen doing carpentry. Behind this joyous scene, there is an astonishing burst of fire.
Seeing this, Ao Li narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to figure out why this happened.
But after the fire passed Nirvana, the scenery that followed surprised him even more.
High-rise buildings are built here, straight into the sky, vehicles with multiple wheels are everywhere, and the number of passengers varies. Pedestrians on the street are dressed strangely. The shops are colorful and the huge screens are dazzling.
This is a world that Ao Li has never heard of. Everything in the painting is brand new and strange, making him doubt whether it is real or Helang's imagination.
Then, with a turn of Helang's paintbrush, he outlined a scene of a prosperous world, a knight-errant, happy and enmity. On Pingling Mountain opposite Beidou Peak, the faintly visible building is extremely familiar, which is the Hunyuan Sect. one of the tallest towers.
A painting was blank after this, He Lang and Ao Li both stopped and looked at each other.
Ao Li lowered his eyes quickly, and scanned the scenery on the painting again, as if he was going on an immersive and wonderful journey.
"My subordinates used to stay at home, and at most they could only watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, and then ten years passed in silence..." Helang's voice sounded slowly in his ears, with a touch of emotion.
"Then these are illusions—?" Ao Li became interested.
"Yes or no, the subordinates have no way of knowing—but, it's all a fortuitous encounter." Helang smiled, as if he didn't think deeply about it, and he didn't seem to be troubled by it.
In this world, Helang experienced many things that made him depressed, but when he looked back, he found that he had left so many landscapes in his mind, and there were events and people that seemed incredible at this moment. The time is very fulfilling, and I am quite gratified.
"I just want to tell the leader that there are so many wonderful things in the world, and you need to open your heart and be willing to accept them."
Helang guessed that Ao Li's closedness to himself was also one of the reasons for his gloomy personality. If he could appreciate more of the world's customs and normal interpersonal relationships, maybe he could change his mind and learn from this stereotyped image. Get out.
Ao Li moved slightly, staring at the wet water, moving his fingers slightly, wanting to touch the face of the person in the painting.
At this time, his eyebrows were relaxed, and his eyes were more peaceful. Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Helang also had the courage to ask him for a chance to go down the mountain.
As long as the disciples in the sect report their whereabouts, there is no restriction on their movements, but as a Dharma protector, he needs the special approval of the leader before he can leave the sect.
Hearing his request, Helang's body froze, and the devilish energy behind him surged again.
With a gloomy face, he easily grabbed Helang's neck as soon as he stretched out his hand, his mind was also confused, and his voice was hoarse, "You want to go...?"
Ao Li's complexion was not good, and he lowered his eyes slightly, wondering if he looked too much like a monster, so he finally hated being bored in the Demon Cult with himself, and wanted to leave.
Helang was caught by his inadvertent pinch, and couldn't breathe for a while, so he shook his head violently.
"Subordinates, go down the mountain to buy painting tools."
Ao Li was startled by his painful voice, aware of his impulsiveness inside, put him down, as if he was ashamed of facing him, hesitated for a moment, turned his back, and replied: "Let the miscellaneous disciples go."
"They don't know what kind of painting tools and paints their subordinates need."
Ao Li paused, not knowing if there was any difference, he also hesitated, and finally let go, "Just one day."
When He Lang was about to leave the next day, he reported to him by the way, saying that he would come back tonight.
Ao Li didn't notice it, but when He Lang turned around, he heard him snort in an extremely uncomfortable way.
...
To be on the safe side, Helang went down the mountain after disguising himself.
He first inquired about the big and small things in the martial arts world recently, fortunately, the limelight of Bai Dao's pursuit of killing him has passed.
But now, what attracted much attention was the matter of the Xuankong Sword Sect and several other sects attacking the Hunyuan Demon Sect, and the news of their defeat has also become a topic of discussion.
In addition, Helang also specifically inquired about another matter. It is said that the number of missing children has increased.
Worried, he didn't want to buy painting supplies, so he came to the town where the most missing children were.
On the way, he discovered many abnormalities.
If it is going to Pingling Mountain, there are many routes, but there is only one route to the location of Hunyuan Sect, and the places where the cases of missing children happened all happened to pass through Hunyuan Sect.
This also forced people to blame all of this on the people in the Demon Cult.
These villages are indeed not far from the Hunyuan religion, but after Helang asked a few farmers, he had another guess.
From their mouths, Helang learned that because they can fight better, people from the Xuankong Sword Sect will come to investigate the terrain of Pingling Mountain every day, and every time they go, they will bring some gifts to the people in these towns , while making amends to them, while scolding the evil things done by the Demon Cult, preconceivedly putting these things on the people in the Cult.
After seeing Ren Bozhong's schemes, He Lang also had to think that the disappearance of these children might have something to do with Ren Bozhong of the Xuankong Sword Sect.
What if they used the name of upholding justice and then came to scout the terrain, but they were actually waiting for an opportunity to kidnap young children? He still remembered that Ren Bozhong wanted to get Ao Li by absorbing his skills, so who would know if he didn't want the pure blood of these young children.
Moreover, the guards outside the Devil's Cult are heavily guarded, and there is a man-made fog shrouded in it all day long. It is not so easy to see through it. If someone really comes close to investigate, the disciples guarding the gate will definitely notice it.
These simple peasants deeply believed in the people of Xuankong Sword Sect, and believed that they would help them eradicate the Demon Cult, and they were not on guard against them. It would not be difficult for them to do this quietly.
Although the Xuankong Sword Sect claims to be a righteous generation, the new disciples recruited every year are also hot-blooded young people with great ambitions, but Ren Bozhong is old and cunning. Unreasonably used by him.
He took the trouble to ask about the appearance of the disciples who came to the village. Although he didn't know every one of them, but when he heard what the leading man looked like, he immediately thought of the disciple Fu Yifei who was in collusion with Ren Bozhong.
Helang said goodbye at this point, secretly amazed in his heart, he didn't expect to investigate so many things, it was a worthwhile trip.
But when he looked up, it was already dark, so he hurried back to the town in the center to buy painting tools.
However, when it gets dark on Pingling Mountain, there will be a natural miasma, and some people will come out to lay traps and poisonous fog. It is really not suitable to go back, so He Lang had to find an inn to rest for the night.
The next day, when Helang rushed back, he passed by the market and bought some messy gadgets, intending to go back and use them for his own pleasure.
When he returned to the hall, Ao Li was sitting where he used to be, flipping through the paintings he had drawn before, but on the left and right sides stood the left protector, with a graceful woman in red.
The woman looked unfamiliar, and He Lang guessed that she might be a newcomer, but saw that her posture was relaxed, and she was very close to Ao Li, intentionally or unintentionally showing an appearance of intimacy with him, as if she was a senior in the sect.
When Guardian Zuo saw him coming back, he looked dumbfounded, and immediately went to discipline him as a senior, "You know your mistake! As a Guardian, you didn't come back on time, and you didn't know how to arrange school affairs carefully. The leader has no one to serve him!"
Ao Li looked up at the two of them, then looked away, intending to let go. He should be scolded for not keeping his duty and staying by his side.
Protector Zuo said, and glanced at the woman in red with admiration, it was still this Meiji who knew the current affairs and knew how to handle affairs.
The woman was overjoyed by his praise, she covered her face and smiled, her eyes were like silk, her laughter was uninterrupted, the silver bell on her wrist swayed slightly, making a clear and pleasant sound, she was indeed a natural beauty.
Seeing that Helang had been counted down, Ao Licai opened his mouth and asked, "You still know how to come back?"
He clearly remembered how the man said he would only go for one day.
Guardian Zuo thought that the leader was angry, so he wanted to teach Helang a lesson for him, "That's right! You made the leader angry! What should you do!"
Ao Li clicked his tongue, feeling that he was meddling in other people's business, and he didn't want He Lang to be seen as a joke by others, so he dismissed both Guardian Zuo and the woman in red impatiently.
Guardian Zuo hesitated to speak, and finally withdrew with the unwilling Meiji.
Seeing the situation, Helang immediately went to his side, admitting his mistake by the way, "This subordinate knows his mistake."
The author has something to say: Lang Lang becomes soft when he meets the big devil~
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