"I saw Yanyunliu..."
The dark red lotus root of the lotus flower had a mouth cracked out of thin air, and lips and teeth grew out. When the two lips touched, the sound "buzzed" in the water, and the stagnant water also vibrated slightly.
"Wan people call it 'Zhuanshengmu', and the name Wan people gave is very meaningful." A "mouth" was also cracked on another section of lotus root, and they started talking.
Many smiling or angry mouths grow from the lotus roots of different lengths, each speaks, and holds a meeting underwater.
It's just that although they are talking all over the place, the voices that come out are the same person.
"I just like 'Yanyunliu'. There is no Yanyunliu on Sanyue Mountain yet."
"Leave him... stay, hee hee."
"It's too tender, only foundation building. The bone is less than a hundred years old, so it's not chewy."
"uncertain… "
"That's right, it can climb out of the sea of no crossing."
The group of people on the lotus root were discussing in full swing, and when they laughed, the flowers and branches trembled. The pool water was stirred up by them, and there was a strange light floating on the surface of the bubbles. Men and women with lingering skeletons, and people who were still kneeling and worshiping after being drunk by the gods...
Then, a Zhuo Ming climbed out from the bottom of the lotus pond, like a person with lotus roots. His nose and eyes were gone, and only two mouths and one set of ears were left—one up and one down. As if he had drunk too much, he fumbled around the bottom of the pool, and occasionally got caught awkwardly on a lotus stem.
There is a dark hole in the deepest part of the lotus pond, about one foot square, and the lotus roots densely covering the bottom of the pond seem to move out of that place spontaneously. Zhuo Ming was blind and didn't pay attention, and accidentally stuck his hand into the hole.
His whole body was shaken, and he suddenly withdrew his hand, and there were traces of burns on his fingertips.
I saw a bean-sized flame at the bottom of the cold pool, and I didn't know what it was used as fuel, so it burned quietly like that.
"It's disgusting, it's so hot." Zhuo Ming picked up his eyes from the corner, looked at the burned fingers and muttered.
The lotus roots growing on his body responded one after another: "Why hasn't she died yet
"It's not going to die..."
"Hate... so annoying..."
Because of that shadowy and cold gaze, Xi Ping, who had changed his identity, didn't care to relieve Xu Rucheng.
As a "servant" waiting to be selected, Xi Ping actually entered Sanyue Mountain a day earlier than Xu Rucheng, and he was safe and sound all day and night. The sight seemed to be brought by Xu Rucheng.
But Xu Rucheng himself is so delusional, not only does he not have the feeling of being watched, but he always tries to talk to him about his first time entering the fairy mountain... This may be because Xu Rucheng's cultivation base is too low, or maybe the kid's inspiration is also "" C", born dull.
But how the other party followed Xu Rucheng to follow him, Xi Ping was puzzled.
He was sure that apart from talking through the reincarnating wood, Xu Rucheng just took a few more glances at him. With his current beautiful appearance, it is not normal for others not to look at him too much. And the reincarnating wood is impossible to be heard by others, unless the other party is better than the three elders of Xuanyin combined - then there is no need for him to struggle, and it is right to bid farewell to relatives and friends and choose a good coffin.
This time sneaking into Sanyue Mountain can be said to be Xi Ping's most reliable operation over the years, and there are reliable people behind him: he can give him things with golden hands, and he can also provide him with clues to the outer furnace; a group of Lu Wu can contact him at any time , he can sit in on their meetings; he can ask Zhao Yaodan about matters related to the Zhao family at any time; the most important thing is that before coming, Bering gave him the brief introductions of the important figures in the inner sect of Sanyue... When did Xi Ping do something before? What's wrong with blinding your eyes and relying on guesswork and luck for important news
But this time, he felt the worst.
Xi Ping honestly worked as a female celebrity for three days in the Huangsun Bieyuan—thanks to Master Lin's "imitation" for being able to directly take over his hands. The past three days have been uneventful, the Zhao family and Prince Qing's mansion probably haven't reached an agreement yet, and the emperor's grandson hasn't come to make trouble again.
Sanyue Mountain is full of secret realms that don't require money, not to mention "servants of ordinary people", even inner disciples are not allowed to move around at will. One is not proficient in Fu Faming, even if the map is reincarnated, you can't find the way; second, the aura here is so strong that when you move, it will be like a stone falling into the water, and the aura will "ripple", disturbing and dispersing. Or dark inscription circle, it is almost impossible to leave no trace.
Unless he can shuttle through the reincarnating wood like in Tao County... But there is no reincarnating wood in Sanyue Mountain. And reincarnated wood doesn't seem to be safe anymore.
Xi Ping found that every time Xu Rucheng contacted him through the Reincarnation Wood, the coldness on his back would become more obvious, and the people staring at him seemed to become excited, instead of talking normally.
At first, Xi Ping suspected that Xu Rucheng's consciousness had been tampered with, and took the risk of secretly bringing his consciousness back to the broken dharma bracelet once. The music only showed that Xu Rucheng's mood had changed a lot recently, and there was no unnecessary noise.
Since there are no problems at both ends, it can only be the problem of the reincarnated wood in the middle. The people staring at him are really more powerful than the three elders of Xuanyin combined.
But after several days passed, the other party just observed him without taking any action.
What does this mean
Xi Ping's heart started to move involuntarily—before he came, he had heard from Beringa that there were serious internal struggles in Sanyue Mountain, so it was true.
The aura of Sanyue Mountain is so rich, let alone Xu Rucheng's open-minded countryside, even Xi Ping, who had stayed at Feiqiong Peak, felt a little "dizzy" when he came in. This should be due to the terrain. Dawan is flatter than Western Chu, and the spiritual energy of the fairy mountains will flow into the mortal world unimpeded along the terrain.
Such astonishing resources are monopolized by the Xiang family, and it is impossible for those powerful people not surnamed Xiang to have no ideas.
Qiu Sha beheaded and killed Xiang Zhao, the masters of ascension spirits in the west seat almost mobilized, but in the middle seat, no one made a sound as if they were dead.
As a result, Xizuo suffered a lot, and the damaged master seemed to put "Xiang's unworthy descendants with talents and virtues not worthy" on his head, shameless and frightened, and he was even more wary of Zhongzuo's foreign surname.
The aftermath left by Qiu Sha in the mortal world was forcibly smoothed over by a hundred thousand taels of Bai Ling, but the one in Xianshan has not yet dissipated, and the rift between the Chinese and Western peaks has deepened.
Now the head of the middle seat is in retreat, there are three people with foreign surnames among the four great ascension spirits, the waste of the Xiang family in the west seat is piled up, and the actual power holder of the three mountains is Xuanwu in the east seat...
Xi Ping asked Bering why everyone else had the surname Xiang, but Xuan Wu had the surname Xuan. As if he didn't understand a joke, Bai Ling told him that Xichu didn't have the surname "Xuan" and that "Xuan Wu" was a nickname, but his real name was unknown. According to the rumors spread by the monster who crossed the sea back then, he was actually the head of the sect. half-brother.
The origin of the snow-white Elder Xuan Wu is actually green, Xi Ping thinks that this is a metaphor for the change of seasons, which is very meaningful.
It’s just that I don’t know what the standpoint of this profound Elder Xuanwu is—the three elders Xuanyin who protected the Dharma once went down to the East China Sea once, and the three elders Xuanyin who protected the law each rested for several years. He has to take power conscientiously, and there is not even a substitute. It can be seen that the delicate situation in Sanyue has reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out, and the old man dare not relax.
So who would be the one who stared at him doing tricks in the west seat but didn't say a word
A bold idea came to Master Xi's mind.
Zhuo Ming is lying on the water surface like a water ghost, and the other courtyard at the foot of Xizuo Peak is reflected on the water surface. At this time, the night was quiet, and it was the turn of the "Yanyun Liu" to clean the house. Zhuo Ming stared at the "Yanyun Liu" without blinking, waved the broom perfunctorily a few times, and then scratched the ground.
"Huh?" Zhuo Ming turned his head sideways excitedly, "Who is he messaging?"
The lotus flower next to it also came closer, and a mouth grew out of the petal: "You have to pretend to be a mortal, and use such a mortal way to send a message... Oops, I can't remember the grammar."
"No," Zhuo Ming gently held the lotus petals, "he wrote Chu characters."
I saw the broom flying wildly on the ground and said: Peeping at the big girl, shameless, long needle eyes.
Zhuo Ming's half-turned head got stuck in the middle, and his eyes widened in surprise.
The "Smoke Willow" turned the broom like a sword dance: sneaky, if you have the ability, come out and meet.
Xi Ping finished writing in one breath, took a deep breath calmly, and poked the broom to the side. The feeling of being on his back was still there. After waiting for a long while, there was no other movement.
Xi Ping put away the broom, he couldn't figure out what the person staring at him was thinking for a moment, he mused: If it's really not possible, he can only give up his status as a maid. Wait for the "big wedding" and wait for an opportunity to sneak in with people from the Zhao family or Prince Qing's mansion... As long as he doesn't use the reincarnation wood to send messages, it seems that the other party will not be so easy to find him through the "imitation".
It's just that it takes time.
Xi Ping glanced intently at the fragments of Zhaoting in his altar, the sword light was so dim that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
Can't rush.
He closed his eyes and stood still for a moment, and played a little tune in the altar to coax himself. Zhao Ting seemed to sense his anxiety. Although Zhi Xiu had no energy to distract himself, he still managed to make the Broken Sword make a slight buzzing sound, telling him that his master was still strong.
Just when he finished the song and was about to send his consciousness back to the Resurrecting Wood to rest for a while, Xi Ping's eyebrows suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something. go.
I saw a pot of lotus in his room for decoration. I don’t know if it has been soaked and faded or something. When it was delivered, it was still yellow flowers. At this time, the flowers and leaves have faded to snow white, which reminds people of hanging hair.
Then the blooming white lotus nodded, the stamen in the middle was like an unsuitable hat, fell off, the place where the stamen was located was empty, and a pea-sized...human head emerged.
Xi Ping: "..."
The "hairless head" that bloomed out of the flower has a mouth on the forehead and chin, the ears are up and down, the nose seems to be not installed properly, it is a bit crooked, the eyes and the two mouths are smiling, and said: "Beauty, do you think my head is right or wrong?"
"That's right," Xi Ping blurted out without blinking, "If it's not right, please come over secretly, and I can give you a chance to pretend you don't know."
Those two eyes rolled around chatteringly.
Xi Ping walked over in a big way, and in front of the monster, used the water in the lotus bowl to illuminate his spiritual mask: "If you don't pay attention to this appearance, you must be a fool. I'm busy and I don't have time to talk to you." Fools—those with accompanying wood are also exempt.”
As soon as he saw the human head in the bowl of lotus, Xi Ping suddenly realized: Yes, although the third elder Xuanyin did not feel his connection with the reincarnating wood, there was a person who once called his hiding place—Qiu Sha.
There seems to be a connection between the accompanying wood and the accompanying wood, especially the one with the higher cultivation level.
The line of sight that passed through the countless inscription circles on Sanyue Mountain was shot from the flowers in the lotus pond.
In the deep mountains of Sanyue, there are descendants of ancient demon gods who are afraid of being destroyed by the Taoist sect...at least they can improve their spiritual cultivation.
My good fellow, this is not "hiding evil people and practices" anymore, it is comparable to Zhou's raising demons in Wuduhai.
The head in the white lotus laughed loudly: "I like you, come to the lotus pond in the backyard."
As the smoke disappeared, the flowers in the bowl of lotus withered quickly, leaving only a bare stem in a blink of an eye.
Xi Ping followed without hesitation, and at the same time sent a letter to Bering through the reincarnating wood: "Brother Bering, ask third brother for me, have you ever heard that the companion tree in the ancient demon god is the white lotus? "
Bai Ling was strangely silent for a moment: "This subordinate is working at my grandfather's business, not with the master. There is a newly found reincarnation tree at the master's place. You can ask him directly."
Xi Ping was immediately distracted, and his heart tightened: "Why don't you use paper figurines and ask you to run away yourself? What happened?"
"Because a few days ago, the prince borrowed a little paper doll to sneak into the master's boots late at night, and built a chicken coop in it with straw." Bering tortured Xi Ping's conscience in his usual calm and serious tone, "The prince is wonderful. Thinking about it, it’s amazing, but the subordinate was banned from paper figurines by the master for two months.”