In the first month of the month, the west city of Yuzhou shakes.
The house was destroyed, and the overturned oil lamp set off a fire in the rubble.
In the early morning of the next day, people came to the Thirteenth Square in Xicheng, only to see the afterglow of the lingering smoke.
The common people are rarely separated, and even if they marry a daughter, they are often reluctant to marry far away, and most of them are still neighbors. Most of the people who sat down and cried in front of the ruins this time were mourning their old friends and relatives, but none of them really grieved the loss of their close relatives.
Along the Thirteenth Square of Xicheng, the ground is chapped.
The houses across the street are nothing but tiles falling to the ground, and the bamboo poles supporting the windows are broken, which is a very unusual sight. But in recent years, the theory of earth movement is that the earth dragon turns over. It seems that this earth dragon is not big, only the back of the west city is its back.
There was chaos in the city of Yuzhou, people were panicking, and incense was flourishing in the temples and Taoist temples.
In the county commander's mansion, the head of the Heluo faction, Chixuan Zhenren, was sitting on the ground, and there were constant messages from the major factions in the cultivation world.
The old man with long eyebrows patted the body of the eight-tailed fox on the table.
Instantly, the courtyard was boiling.
"There really is such a demon fox, God!"
"Four years ago, when dozens of loose cultivators in Leshan were killed, I'm afraid it was the wrong way!"
The monks whispered and looked solemn, and they all felt that the demon fox was cunning and had been hiding for many years. If it wasn't for the Heluo faction to find out, I'm afraid that this evil beast would be able to cultivate the Heaven-Defying Nine Tails quietly.
At that time, the mortal world will surely usher in a new catastrophe, and the people who die unexpectedly are not just as simple as a few dozen Yuanying cultivators from the Heluo faction of the thousands of people in Yuzhou.
Tianyan Zhenren thought hard and said nothing.
He began to suspect the cause of the two wars between the demons in the previous life. Sixty years later, on the barren rock beach on the edge of the Chifeng Desert, someone found traces of the Beixuan secret treasure at the entrance of the cave where Fairy White Centipede obtained the inheritance of the ancient demons.
A melee, with countless casualties, finally got a box full of jade cards.
What's inside really doesn't matter...
The people were embarrassed and scattered. Afterwards, some people regretted and doubted: Since the ancient sects thanked the Beixuan faction for all the jade tablets, the treasures may also be taken away in advance.
Although he didn't say it, the righteous path doubted the devil cultivator, the devil cultivator doubted the righteous path, and there were doubts within each of them. Some sects even had people who didn't go and suspected those who were present at the time. The atmosphere in the cultivation world was tense.
In the end, everyone put their doubts on Fairy White Centipede. A stupid and bold righteous cultivator jumped out and said that the treasure was taken away by the White Centipede decades ago. He died bizarrely, and together with a small faction who protected him, all of them were corpse across the mountain gate, and the corpse seemed to have been eaten by something.
A disciple who survived the period of nourishing qi who hid in a dry well said that the perpetrator was a woman.
All the people who didn't believe this time believed it. Bai Centipede knew something was wrong, so he immediately turned to Venerable Huanjian, so he sheltered Fairy White Centipede and refused to hand her over. During the confrontation between the two sides, the inexplicable killing of the magic cultivator happened one after another.
In fact, later on, everyone understood that the treasure could never be taken by the white centipede. When she got the inheritance, there was a lot of movement. The cultivation world was besieging and killing Chen He, who burned Yunzhou City in the Chifeng Desert, and the Daxue Mountain Gathering Sect, etc. When they are all there, if there are traces or secret passages of things stored in the barren rock beach cave, they will not be able to hide from everyone's eyes.
It is true that the white centipede only got one inheritance, and there are no jade slips. If I gave her the hat of stealing the Beixuan secret treasure, doesn't it mean that the monks present at the time were all blind
Beixuan's secret treasure is nowhere to be found, but the hatred between the two sides of the righteous path and the devil is real.
The world of self-cultivation has been in turmoil for about fifty years. In the end, Liang Qianshan, the master of Daxueshan, died suddenly. His disciples identified the murderer as a mysterious demon cultivator. The world of comprehension believed that this was a revenge of the demons against the decent, so they secretly prepared a plan to deal with the demons, but before they could be implemented, Xing Litian, the first sage of the demons, issued a gauntlet to the righteous, which lasted for 400 years. This is where the two wars begin.
- In other words, there is actually nothing about Venerable Liyan.
What if the people who died during the confrontation between the two sides were all the work of the hidden demon fox
Immortal Tianyan thought about it carefully, and his back suddenly became cold.
The survivors hiding in the dry well did not see the perpetrator directly, but only heard a voice saying that the murderer was a female cultivator, so everyone thought it was the white centipede fairy, but I didn't expect it might be a demon fox!
How did the Daxue Mountain master Liang Qianshan die, this question is even more strange. There are still many magic cultivators missing, and the right way is dead...
The eight-tailed fox was supposed to be plundering in Beihai County fifteen years later, but because the cultivation world failed to catch it, most people didn't believe that there was a fox with eight tails. It was secretly rumored that it was a cruel demon cultivator who killed people under the guise of a demon fox. Many people believed it!
It is as if the old man with long eyebrows didn't take out the body of the eight-tailed fox, whether it was a demon cultivator or a righteous cultivator who came to investigate the news, they all looked suspicious.
Looking at the fluffy snow-white fox, Tianyan Zhenzhen let out a long breath.
No matter what the truth of the past life is, this demon fox will always be in a state of madness, and there will be no more troubles.
"Master Chixuan, I heard that the Gorefiend also appeared last night?" Someone asked.
Everyone's expressions changed instantly, most of them were shocked, they hadn't heard the news before they came.
The Taoists of the Heluo School were really not very good. The old Taoist with long eyebrows was frightened and afraid that Shi Feng would settle the ledger. The real person Chi Xuan thought of the corpse of the master of the White Bone Sect. rupture! Although I heard from the trapped classmate afterwards that the real breakthrough was the arrow of Ji Changge, the ancient cultivator, but without such an opportunity, it was obviously impossible.
The person with the most serious reaction is Tianyan Zhenren.
He felt the world spinning for a while, and the sight of Chen He being held by Shi Feng and crying after being comforted in the ruins hit his three souls and seven souls for the second time.
It is a miracle that Venerable Li Yan can laugh, but he even cried! ! Like a child who did something wrong, he was afraid to raise his head because he was afraid, and he hesitated to speak.
This is not a dream of Nanke, it is simply a fantasy!
At that time, Master Tianyan watched Shi Feng and Chen He leave, and stood there for a while.
After hearing Changmei say "add a junior brother to you", Master Chixuan came to see the "new junior brother" curiously. As a result, before he could say anything, he saw the "new junior brother" rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
The real person Chixuan couldn't help thinking, he was born so terrifying? Stunned this little Taoist
At this moment, when Gorefiend was mentioned, the atmosphere was stagnant, and the surroundings were quiet, and suddenly there was a crackling sound. Master Chixuan looked intently, and saw that the "new junior brother" was dizzy again.
The head of the Heluo faction secretly blamed the bad master in his heart for what kind of junior brother he was looking for. He forced a smile, and quickly instructed the disciples to carry Tianyan Zhenren away.
"This is my disciple who unfortunately fell into a small world and was trapped for 40 years. I am afraid that he is too tired and has not recovered yet."
The old man with long eyebrows next to him said sternly: "You said Shi Feng, he passed by Yuzhou last night, because he felt the evil spirit of the eight-tailed fox, which happened to help Pindao get out of the small world."
All the disciples of the Heluo School were like gourds with their heads bowed in silence.
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled. First the Gorefiend, then the long eyebrows, and the people in the Heiyuan Valley kept appearing. Could it be true that the rumors about the existence of the North Mysterious Treasure in the world were true
***
Chen He still didn't know that Tianyan Zhenren, whom he had memorized several times, had fainted twice.
At this moment, he was grabbing his clothes and standing in front of a bathtub full of hot water with a guilty conscience.
This is an inn in Yuzhou City. Originally, Shi Feng wanted to find a safer place, but when he saw that Chen He was covered in injuries, he gave up the idea of continuing to run around with Chen He, and directly found a place in Dongshi. There is also an inn with welcoming banners, and I asked for a room and hot water.
Close the doors and windows and light the oil lamp on the table.
Shi Feng took out a bunch of boxes and bottles of gourd medicine from the mustard seed magic weapon, looked up and found that Chen He was still standing in front of the tub behind the screen and motionless.
"Take it off and let me see the injury."
Chen He shook his head firmly.
After all, the face and neck are the key points. After fighting against the mountain wall for many years, he tried his best to protect it, but his body was different! Chen He was worried that his brother would get angry immediately after seeing the injuries on his body.
Shi Feng clasped the hand of the jade box for a while, feeling helpless.
If he hadn't pressed his jaw and forced Chen He to look up at the scar, he would probably still have his head down.
"Don't let me get hurt?"
"..." Chen He didn't dare to nod his head.
Shi Feng laughed angrily.
The scars are on Chen He's face, does the younger brother plan not to look up in front of him for the rest of his life? Are you planning on not changing clothes for the rest of your life? If you can hide it for a while, can you hide it for a lifetime
However, Chen He's embarrassed appearance made Shi Feng swallow the words that came to his lips.
He picked up an elixir, crushed it and sprinkled it in hot water, and then said it was suitable for any wound. Although Chen He didn't say a word, Shi Feng knew that his junior and brother had definitely listened to it. No matter how bad it was, Chen He and Wannian Mirage Pearl could check his memory at any time!
After speaking, Shi Feng walked out of the screen and sat down at a pear-flower-wood table outside.
He picked up the porcelain pot absentmindedly and poured a cup of warm tea.
Behind the screen, Chen He stood stiffly for a long time, and then he quickly took off the Taoist robe given by the Heluo School Nascent Soul cultivator. Fortunately, after the cultivator has successfully established the foundation, especially when he has formed a golden elixir, he will officially embark on the path of seeking immortals.
After soaking in the hot water, Chen He was almost shaken by the sense of comfort because of the state of mind that Chen He had practiced for many years.
too long.
For forty years, he has never lied on a soft bed, never took a hot bath, and never slept peacefully.
Knowing that Shi Feng was outside, Chen He couldn't help but relax, his eyelids drooping down.
The faint sound of water was only separated by a screen.
Shi Feng's hand paused for a while, and then brought the cup to his lips, with complicated emotions churning in his eyes. He himself didn't understand that after the fragmentation of the small world, when he saw Chen He's lost and found, the heart that seemed to be lifted, finally fell back safely.
After drinking one cup slowly, the tea water stained on his fingertips flowed out shallow traces, which reminded Shi Feng of the anger in his heart when he first saw those scars.
Something is wrong.
Shi Feng thought silently, when he hugged Chen He, he didn't feel comforted, and he wasn't even comforting his junior and junior brother, but had a strange feeling that he was holding onto Chen He tightly and didn't want to let go - this feeling was in Chen He's struggle. is so clear.
His eyes fell on the screen, and the room was a little dark because the doors and windows were closed.
The light of the oil lamp was faint, and I could barely see the tub and the shadow inside.
—Chen He was about to check the injury. He stretched out his hand from the bathtub and tried to hook a medicine bottle.
There is a lack of spiritual energy in the fragments of the small world. Chen He is still the same as when Shi Feng left. He has not grown taller, but has lost a lot of weight. The thin figure of the young man is reflected on the screen, his arms are slender, and the shadow of his round and beautiful right shoulder blade is clearly visible.
When Shi Feng woke up, he found that he almost drank a pot of tea.
Or the inferior old tea in this human inn.
There was a feeling of dryness in his mouth, but no matter how much water he drank, it lingered.
"Snapped."
The tea cup fell to the ground.
Chen He behind the screen heard: "Senior brother?"
Shi Feng fixedly looked at the broken cup from his hand, with an unpredictable expression.
"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Chen He was a little anxious.
"It's nothing, this tea is too bitter."
"Oh." Chen He retracted the tub, continued to look at the scars on his body worriedly, and tried his best to apply medicine.
Shi Feng turned his back and stood up. It seemed that the ink painting scroll was hanging on the wall, but the five fingers in his sleeves left deep finger marks on the wooden table.
- Has the last catastrophe in his life finally come
So absurd, so abhorrent, and so frustrating to him.
To have such delusional thoughts about my junior brother...