Ji Hong has been captured by Venerable Huanjian.
Even if you are not dead now, I am afraid that life is better than death.
Although I don't know where Ji Hong's ability to be sure that Zhan Yuanqiu will become the apprentice of Venerable Huanjian came from, but if Ji Hong said something, it was said by a little Taoist priest who knew fortune-telling from the Heluo faction, Tianyan must have less skin
Although Chen He didn't care about Tianyan, the little Taoist priest, at any rate, the Shuihuangu mountain wall had also blocked the enemy for 40 years. Exposing Tianyan to let Venerable Huanjian know that it was not a good thing for this little Taoist priest.
Or press it down and quietly investigate.
After the two brothers reached a consensus in their eyes, Chen He immediately persuaded: "In my opinion, this is yours, the Taoist master! Did the Taoist priest ever say that he would be accepted as a disciple?"
The old man with long eyebrows was stunned and shook his head.
"That's not right! He first entered the Heluo School, and he was so ambitious that he wanted to worship the same master as the headmaster, and he was too thick-skinned!" Isn't it normal for a junior disciple to worship a teacher?"
"Oh, that's what I'm talking about—wait, that's not right!" The old man with long eyebrows glared, "He has cultivated at the Jindan stage, why would he still want to worship a disciple of the Heluo School who is also at the Jindan stage?"
Chen He was stagnant: "This... This little Taoist has been destined to talk about destiny, and he also said that he once had a big dream of Huangliang, and dreamed that he was about to ascend to Mahayana. Maybe in the dream, that low-level disciple of your faction is him. What about the master! "The old Taoist with long eyebrows still needs to think deeply, and he just heard Chen He lightly adding: "The Taoist master wants to accept an apprentice, so tell me! If you don't say it, how will others know?"
Changmei suddenly burst into laughter: "Yes, but the old man made things complicated!"
Shi Feng silently watched his younger brother flickering his long eyebrows.
Then he lowered his head and poured himself a cup of tea. The leaf stems were finely broken, but it was inferior tea.
Such a small place, where can good tea come from! He simply wandered around with Nan Hongzi for the first half of his life. He also drank bad tea, slept on the floor in the open air, and lay down on a high bed with soft pillows.
What matters is who the people around you are.
"Don't be in a hurry to go back and accept the disciples!" Chen He frowned, and quickly asked for the news he wanted, "Who is Venerable Guiming, and what are his weaknesses?"
Long eyebrows glanced at Shi Feng.
"Don't look at my senior brother! He definitely doesn't know as much as you." Chen He vetoed.
Also a monk in the Mahayana period, Changmei Laodao is the master of the head of the Heluo sect, Chixuan Zhenren, and an elder of the sect. What about Shi Feng? Before the name of Gorefiend, the entire Beixuan faction of Daxueshan closed their doors and did not ask about the world. Nan Hongzi traveled east and west, never paying attention to other monks.
Long eyebrows stared at Shi Feng, who did not lift his head.
"cough."
Putting his fist on his lips, he coughed and roared in a pretentious manner, and said with long eyebrows, "This Venerable Ghost is not ranked among the Six Great Venerables of the Devil's Way, nor is he ahead or behind..."
Chen He silently took away the teacup in front of Lao Dao.
"Don't, your attitude is like listening to the ancients?" Long eyebrows and beards stared.
He looked around and crushed a soundproof talisman.
"Spiritual Guiming became famous three hundred years ago, and at the same time as Venerable Huanjian. At that time, the world was in chaos and the dynasty was changed. Horse leather wrapped the body, a battle was fought, and at least a thousand people would die. The demons drove the corpses to play These ghost tricks are so small that they start shaking." The old man with long eyebrows stroked his beard and said disdainfully, "It is against the harmony of heaven to use mortal souls to refine magic tools. Although people in the devil's way don't care about cause and effect, they just want to live happily ever after, but no matter what. They are also concerned about what will happen after their death, so they don't usually want to gather their souls."
Chen He frowned.
Sure enough, I heard the old Taoist say: "...But when the world is in chaos, they are the ones who made windfalls! The obsession with souls is too deep, even mortals will turn into evil spirits. These souls who refuse to enter the six realms of reincarnation, Absorbing earth qi, cultivating yin qi after the moon rises, is no longer blessed by heaven. Like our Heluo sect, we can eradicate these ghosts, and the devil can do whatever they want with them.”
Innocent people killed by the chaotic army, women who died tragically, heroic souls lingering on the battlefield, and even more generals who were unwilling to fail.
The more chaotic the world, the more wronged souls, this is not an empty talk.
"The Venerable Guiming is one of them. He was originally in a small magic sect, and he used soul refining as his energy. He has never produced a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator for several generations, but it happened to be a good time for him. "
Hearing this, Chen He's expression was relieved.
Such a Demon Venerable, even if it is powerful, has no background, even if it has a hole card, it is all bought by Venerable Guiming himself.
The most important thing in this world is to find out the strength and trump card of the opponent.
Wasn't the Gathering faction just because they underestimated Shi Feng, and because the method of dismantling soldiers from corpses in the cultivation world had long since been lost, they never guessed that Shi Feng would suddenly kill Nan Hongzi.
If it wasn't for their vicious thoughts, hoping that Nan Hongzi would become Shi Feng's drag, and deliberately letting Shi Feng approach, it would be easy for Shi Feng to kill a bloody path, but after he rushed out of the encirclement, Nan Hongzi would have already been captured by the people of the Gathering faction. dragged away.
The Beixuan faction has been declining again and again, but there are still people who have risen up, which is unpredictable. Isn't it because the background is too thick? too long history
"Are you worried about the opponent your senior brother picked?" The old man with eyebrows found the opportunity and sneered at Chen He.
Chen He was unmoved, and insisted on asking: "What the Taoist priest just said is something that everyone knows..."
Shi Feng dug out the corner of Venerable Guiming, but the other Venerables didn't respond, obviously this guy was not popular.
"...But you can't listen to rumors in everything. I heard that someone turned against his master before, but it's not true at all." Chen He talked eloquently, "Senior brother still has spare power to deal with a Venerable Ghost, if the other party has any help, we will also Get ready early."
Chen He's example actually refers to the master and apprentice of Venerable Huanjian, but the old Taoist with long eyebrows understood it as Shi Feng Nanhongzi, so he sighed in self-righteousness: "This secret relationship is not something that the old Taoist can know. However, it is inevitable that the fish will die and the net will be broken. Venerable Guiming has been conceited for many years, and now he has suffered a loss from fellow Daoist Shi Feng, and he is also taboo about Shi Feng's strength, and he does not dare to act rashly. He absolutely cannot swallow this breath! The helper is definitely going to be found, it depends on what kind of benefits he can provide."
Chen He's eyes lit up: "This Demon Venerable is rich?"
The old man with long eyebrows said with concern: "What's more, apart from Venerable Huanjian, he should be the richest!"
Can there be not many funerary objects in the graves of mortals
"It's all mundane, can you impress a monk?"
"Other Demon Venerables won't work, Venerable Moon Swallowing will definitely be moved."
"… "
It took Chen He a few breaths of time to recover from the bad association of this name.
- Swallowing the moon, tengu eating the moon! Is he a dog
The old man with long eyebrows had obviously seen too much of the younger generation, and when he heard the strange expression of this Demon Venerable's name, he immediately burst out laughing unceremoniously.
Chen He's face was a little stiff.
Shi Feng coughed lightly and explained next to him: "The Venerable Moon Swallowing has a monster with the blood of the Tengu. It is said that he has been with him for hundreds of years and has a very good relationship. Because of this, in addition to the demon cultivator, this Demon Venerable's subordinates also have Many monsters take refuge in."
Chen He, who has only seen the eight-tailed fox so far, is quite curious: "Can that little tengu change shape?"
"I heard that you can't. It's extremely difficult to transform such a monster with the blood of an ancient beast. It has to go through a catastrophe." Shi Feng stuffed a plate of plum blossom cake into Chen He's hand.
Chen He ate a piece.
"Well... Then Venerable Moon Swallowing's practice is also biased towards Yin and evil, so can you get benefits from Venerable Guiming?"
"No, Tiangu loves to devour. Those ghosts refined by Venerable Guiming are very suitable for his pets." The old man with long eyebrows grimaced. took away.
This is a tea house!
Fellow Daoist Shi Feng, should your heart be so biased
When Shi Feng raised his eyes, Changmei realized that he had read out this complaint.
"The Daoist's remarks are bad. Could it be that your heart is right?"
"… "
Just when Changmei couldn't help himself and wanted to pat the table and leave, Chen He pushed a cup of hot tea in front of him with a full smile: "Daoist, don't bother with my senior brother."
Long eyebrows: …
He finally found out what was wrong with Chen He! !
-Why are these two brothers sitting together, it seems that Chen He has the right to speak
I think when Chen He was still a dumpling, he saw through his tricks and lies, and ran to the door of the long-browded cave mansion angrily, wearing shoes that were specially stained with mud, jumped on the futon, stepped on a lot of feet, and held his small arms. hummed at him.
At that time, when Shi Feng came, he hugged Chen He, who had been chased away by the long-browed old Taoist, and asked the puppet to clean up the mud. Although Shi Feng didn't speak, his eyes were full of "Daoist, please don't follow me, junior brother." Calculate" means.
The long eyebrows choked on his chest in one breath, and the look in Chen He's eyes became weird.
This is really grown up...
This protective tone of Shi Feng! So upright and unhurried!
The old man with long eyebrows was a little sad, thinking that Chi Xuan also suddenly took over as the head one day. When cleaning up the mess, he said, "Master is old and confused, Elder X, don't care about my face", ah bah , he is not old! He still has three hundred years to die, so what!
Chen He didn't know what Changmei was thinking, and continued to ask, "Where is the power of Venerable Moon Swallowing?"
"Above the East China Sea."
Yuzhou borders Qingzhou, and beyond Qingzhou is the East China Sea.
Sure enough, it is an ally that is close and easy to win over!
Because of the eight-tailed fox, Chen He didn't like the monsters, but when things came to an end, it was the most important thing to be able to disintegrate the support of Venerable Guiming.
Shi Feng disdains to use some conspiracy tricks, but Chen He is different.
As long as it works, it's a good way.
When Chen He was about to ask Venerable Longmei Tunyue two or three things, he suddenly heard the sound of erhu.
The crushed soundproof talisman shouldn't automatically disintegrate so quickly. Chen He looked up in surprise, only to see a dry cough from his long eyebrows, and his fingers twitched, indicating that he had released it by himself.
- The father and daughter who pulled the erhu and sang have been standing at this table for a long time.
-Although we didn't hear it, but people really sang for so long, they have to give people money!
Chen He angrily took out a dozen copper plates and threw them into the plate in the hands of the singer.
There are also rules for seating in the restaurant. For example, when listening to a book, the one close to the table is the upper seat. It is impossible to not give a reward, and the others can be given freely. And relying on the good position of the window, if you don't listen to people's singing, you have to give the reward money away.
Simply put, don't take a seat if you don't want to spend money.
Chen He is dressed like a nobleman, how could the guy not bring him to a good position
Seeing the copper plate, the singing girl looked disappointed. She thought it was at least a piece of silver, so she left with her head down and aggrieved. She was unwilling to look at Chen He out of the corner of her eye.
The old man with long eyebrows wanted to laugh but couldn't, coughing dryly.
Shi Feng: …
Chen He felt inexplicably angry in his chest, because the other party not only looked at himself, but also at his senior brother!
He is a cultivator, so of course he doesn't care about a woman who wants to live in the mortal world, he just snorted and walked away.
"Senior brother, let's go!"
Shi Feng nodded towards Changmei, and really got up and left.
Leaving the old man with long eyebrows, he touched his nose and murmured, "Does it really look like a government office?" What about Shi Feng's temper? Is it okay to listen to your brother
When the guy asked if he wanted to add water, he raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Hey, you didn't give me money!"
- You have eaten and drank, and you actually let Lao Dao pay for it. Is it unbearable or unbearable!