Back then in Qianxiu Temple, whenever Xi Ping looked at him more often, he could automatically make up more than a hundred folds in his mind: Xi Shiyong had nothing to do, and he must play tricks, and the evil forces of King Zhuang must use it to make use of it. If the prince gains power, he must usurp the throne and seize power. Wouldn't the prince and their Yao family all be ruined
No matter who it is, the family will be ruined and the family will die soon, and there is no way to calm down. Yao Qi was so frightened that he had diarrhea a few times, this reaction can be said to be very heroic.
This time, Yao Qi and Chang Jun saw those evil spirits put on their spiritual masks and walk away in their own appearance. It doesn't take Brother Ziming's "foresight" brain to deduce that the evil spirits must be using their identities. Mixed into the South Mine.
Everyone knows the cultivation level of their colleagues, and they will never see it. Are those evil spirits like poisonous snakes getting into a rat hole
And this incident was entirely caused by the two of them escaping from the South Mine privately!
Chang Jun held his head, feeling that his neck was about to be overwhelmed by the chaotic thoughts. For a while, his mind was about the disaster at the South Mine, and the colleagues who usually drank and knocked their teeth together were dying, and for a while, he was being questioned and imprisoned the nine clans...
"No, brother Hong Zheng," Yao Qi pointed out after listening to his incoherent chatter, "I don't think the two of us should be questioned."
Chang Jun looked up at him hopefully, waiting to hear his brilliant move.
Yao Qi: "We may have to die here."
Chang Jun: "..."
Brother Ziming was indeed not taken away.
Yao Qi comforted him with drooping eyebrows, "I'm used to this kind of situation, it's nothing."
Chang Jun wanted to cry but had no tears, and said in his heart: You are still in the habit of dying.
Yao Qi sat down in the corner of the wall, as if he had already laid flat and let his fate ravage him. He stared at the inscription on the wall and said, "I grew up so much that I couldn't rest at night. Every so often, I felt that I was going to die. This time it came true. That's all... When I was in Qianxiu Temple, Brother Luo wanted to kill me every day, but because of the rules of the sect, I held back and didn't do it."
Chang Jun said dumbly: "Senior Brother Luo is not that murderous..."
Yao Qi: "Who else, left too hastily and didn't find a chance to harm me."
Chang Jun was taken aback suddenly.
The one-sided "grievances" between the Xi family and the Yao family in the early years have turned into fun as the two princes have their own places to go.
It was about Yingu, and the stewards of Qianxiu Temple didn't explain the whole story to them very clearly, but they also vaguely knew that Xi Ping had to do many things at that time. Now that I am old, the little friction in my youth has long passed. Although Yao Qi didn't mention Xi Ping very often, occasionally he would call him by his first name calmly, and he never used the naive and hostile pronouns like "then who".
Why are you bringing this up again? Scared out of order
Subconsciously, Chang Jun followed Yao Qi's gaze, and suddenly found that Yao Qi's mournful gaze was not fixed on anything else, but an inconspicuous inscription at the corner.
Conventional fire avoidance inscriptions on buildings.
Back then when Xi Ping was a mortal, in order to prevent evil spirits from seizing his home, he instructed the half-occupied man beside him to steal an active inscription from Yanhailou's fire-avoiding inscription, and detonated it with a tinder box. This joint was also omitted in the records, and only those who were in the Qiuziyuan at that time knew about it.
"I really hate him... Now I can't tell whether it's because of the influence of my family, or because I just can't understand his style. Sometimes I think that I and he are actually from the same background, and someone else became an inner sect on Feiqiong Peak. The only disciple. As for me, I can only hang out in the South Mine, and I am not even qualified to follow the spirit stone escort ship. Is there such a big difference between people?" Yao Qi turned his head slowly, and said to Chang Jun, "I always think, if I change places, would I dare to be like him?"
"Yao Ziming?" Luo Qingshi from Qianxiu Temple raised his cat's eyes sickly.
Luo Qingshi was first beaten by a steam donkey, and then besieged by a group of foundation builders. He was carried back to Qianxiu Temple. Even though he had already taken the elixir, it was still very difficult to sit up. He leaned on the two rice boys and forced himself to see the visitor, and he was even more unhappy when he saw it—especially when he found that the unexpected visitor, Xi Ping, had ascended to the spirit.
Luo Qingshi simply doubted life: Could it be that his stagnation in cultivation is due to his lack of morality
Qianxiu Temple is on the edge of Xuanyin Mountain, which is two steps away for Shengling. As soon as Xi Ping found out that Yao Qi had lost contact, he immediately ran to the outer gate—there was a nameplate of outer disciples in Qianxiu Temple.
Xi Ping thought he didn't remember, so he said: "The single name is 'Qi', it's the 28th year of Taiming..."
Luo Qingshi waved his hand impatiently, and the weak tremolo dragged on longer: "Don't talk nonsense, I know who Yao Ziming is, and he contracted the fertilizer of Houshan Lingtian for a year by himself."
Xi Ping: "..."
Then Luo Qingshi took out a key from his mustard seed and threw it at the door. When the key fell, a tall building comparable to the Qiankun Tower rose from the ground.
"Famous brand library, the outer gates are all here," Luo Qingshi said indifferently, "If you ask someone to shout, you may be dead if you can't shout."
Xi Ping asked cautiously, "Maybe?"
Luo Qingshi raised his eyebrows and said, "It might be your trash."
Xi Ping seemed to be really mature, and he was not angry at all, and said calmly: "I see, the disciple's own spiritual image is rubbed on the disciple's name tag, which is connected with his own mind. Brother Luo means that if Brother Ziming himself If he really doesn't want to see me, his famous brand may also avoid it."
Luo Qingshi rolled his eyes at the sky.
"No wonder Senior Brother Luo asked me to shout. It's not because I don't want to help, but because I'm afraid that Ziming's name tag won't come out... Anyway, I'm not very close to him."
As Xi Ping said, he walked up to the famous brand library of the outer disciples, and touched it worriedly.
Luo Qingshi waited beside him to see his jokes, and said with a sneer, "Then let's look at the means of the 'inner master'..."
The veins on the back of Xi Ping's hands burst out suddenly, and his spiritual consciousness, which was far more refined than that of Shengling at the same level, pressed down on the high tower. This can be described as "one force falls ten times", the tower several feet high was crushed to three feet in an instant, the tower body trembled under the "big evil spirit", as long as it had legs, it had to kneel down.
Xi Ping flicked the auspicious beast forehead on the top of the pagoda, and said softly, "Yao Qi, Yao Ziming, was born in the twelfth year of Taiming, and entered Qianxiu Temple in the twenty-eighth year. Where is the famous brand?"
As soon as the voice fell, the tower hurriedly sprayed out a name tag by itself, regardless of whether the name tag was willing or not. Then he returned to the key without saying a word, and rolled towards Luo Qingshi.
Luo Qingshi: "..."
Xi Ping bent down to pick up Yao Qi's name tag that he also wanted to flee with. Seeing that the name tag was full of aura and quite energetic, he knew that he was still in good health. I still have brute strength—and Senior Brother Luo, according to Xuanyin Mountain’s rules of ranking seniority, you should call me 'Uncle Master'. But it’s okay, I don’t care, we can discuss our own."
When Su Zhun heard the news and rushed to the Chengjing Hall, he saw Luo Qingshi, who had not even sat down for a long time, rose up with his sword blushing and thick necked, and roared angrily: "Xi Shiyong, the villain has achieved his ambition! "
Seeing this, Su Zhun turned pale with shock: "Brother Luo, if you are injured, let's take care of it slowly. Haste makes waste. Tiger wolf medicine is absolutely unacceptable!"
Luo Qingshi was furious: "You just took medicine!"
Xi Ping lightly stepped on the needle-tipped top of a thin bamboo tree, like a leaf that moves without wind, and "obediently" cupped his hands at Su Zhun: "Elder Su, my master greets you."
"Very good, very good, thank you for your concern." Su Zhun clutched his chest and tremblingly said, "Your master must have a lot of white hair, right?"
"It's tough—don't worry, Senior Brother Luo didn't take the wrong medicine, but he was overjoyed to see me and created a miracle."
A spell came down from the air, Luo Qingshi: "You, fart!"
The foundation-building spell was like tickling, Xi Ping didn't turn his head, and waved his hand, and the spell stopped in mid-air and appeared. Xi Ping pulled the aura out of the talisman like a rope, and he knew that Luo Qingshi's injury was not serious, but his true energy was exhausted and he lost his strength, and his heart was stagnant and confused, and his Dao heart was not stable.
"Senior Brother Luo is indeed the guide of Qianxiu Temple. I haven't seen such a standard spell for many years."
"I'll let you read a few more standard spells!"
"Oh, come down and talk, you two! Please move to the ground and sit down... Senior Brother Luo, take care!"
Xi Ping walked Luo Qingshi around the courtyard for a long time, emptied his true essence, and saw that the depression on Luo Qingshi's face was washed away by the blood, so he suddenly put away his hippie smile.
He landed in front of the Chengjing Hall, cupped his hands at Luo Qingshi in an almost serious manner, and said: "I have seen many saints over the years, and the saints have penetrated the heavens and the earth, and indeed they each have their own ways, but the ways are different, and they are like floating clouds to me. In the fairy mountain, there are only two and a half people who teach me the way and solve my confusion..."
Luo Qingshi panted heavily when he heard the last sentence, thinking that the boy who couldn't spit out ivory was playing tricks again, and was about to get angry.
Xi Ping also came to his senses, and hurriedly added: "You count as one, my master is one, and there is a senior. Because I was born too late, I have no chance to meet a living person, so I can only count as half."
Only then did Luo Qingshi realize that he was speaking in a serious manner, and was slightly taken aback.
Xi Ping shook Yao Qi's name tag: "I think half of Xuanyin Mountain's decency is supported by you, Senior Brother Luo."
After saluting and leaving, he was about to leave when Luo Qingshi stopped him and said, "It is rumored that the 'Dead Way' has no Taoism, is it true?"
Because of the unique method of immortality, hidden bones and broken bones, Xianshan generally refers to Yuan Hui's "unruly way" as "the way of death".
Xi Ping smiled and agreed.
Luo Qingshi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Then you are very lucky... Heh, the heart is the slave of the form, and the heart is the slave of the form..."
Xi Ping stared at him for a moment—knowing that Luo Qingshi blatantly resisted the "Heaven's Mandate" sent by Dao Xin and sent a letter to Zhixiu, Xi Ping knew that his Dao Xin might be more against his will than Princess Duanrui's. Zhengdao's rebellion against Dao Xin is just like Yu Chang's rebellion against the face in the past.
So Xi Ping ignored his "lucky" words, and glanced to the north: "Sooner or later, there will be a day when the shackles will be removed. Brother Luo, take care and wait and see."
He disappeared in place, and sent a message to Zhou Ying: "In this battle, the battle for the South Mine is inevitable—the mines in our country have been infested with evil spirits, and the mines in other countries may not be clean, so it's inevitable that the sword servants are not familiar with the place. Let people go in, how much damage will the cicada slough sword cultivator fight? Why don't they stay in the open and we stay in the dark, if someone provokes us, we pretend to turn our backs and completely fish out the evil forces in the land of chaos, how about it?"
Zhou Ying quickly replied: "Which side of the people can do it so quickly?"
Xi Ping thought for a while: "I think it should be the Queen Mother of the West. Her real name is Yang Wan. She was a disciple of Lancang's inner sect back then, a descendant of the Nanhe royal family who practiced Danxiu and ascended the spirit."
If Yao Qi could not receive Wentian, there are two situations: either his receiving Wentian was found out, Nankuang invited experts to block Wentian; or he himself was locked up.
The former is unlikely.
Yao Ziming was conservative when he was a child, and now he has grown up, he doesn't know if it's better, but he is cowardly, and he has always been very wary of others. Just because of this, it is impossible for him to be a person who has no ideas at all. Even if he doesn't trust the anonymous Wentian, he won't be stupid enough to tell others. Wentian is the most encrypted communication artifact in Xuanyin Mountain. As long as Yao Qi is not stupid enough to display it by himself, it will be difficult for others to detect it.
As for the latter...
Empress Dowager Zhang ordered Yao to send a letter to Yao Qi with a degraded celestial weapon, just like sending an announcement to the South Mine. She knew that regardless of how the four major families fought before, when this fairy mountain was alive and dead, everyone's position was the same. People should not shoot Yao Qi.
Then there is only one possibility left: Yao Qi believed him, didn't listen to his sister, ran away by himself, and was caught by someone on the way.
If the person who caught him was someone from other Xianshan Mountains, they should have informed the Nanwan Mining Area—the land of chaos that there is Lu Wu who pretends to be a businessman and wanders there all year round.
Therefore, it was probably the evil forces that detained Yao Qi, who sent their own man, Li Daitao, to sneak into the mining area. Yao Qi could not survive in the hands of Wang Geluobao, Yu Chang and Donghuang. Those three scum were more ruthless than the other, and they arrested the half-immortal disciple.
Only Yang Wan, who is of an orthodox background, will stay on the front line to avoid unnecessary indiscriminate killings.
Xi Ping wandered around in the chaotic land for eight years. Although he had no direct contact with Queen Mother Xi, Ah Xiang was always by her side. Moreover, the Eastern Emperor has been secretly paying attention to every move of the Queen Mother of the West—who in the world knows a person better than the ex-husband who hates him so much
There is: listening to the obscene saplings in the corner under the windows on both sides of the ex-husband and the client.
If it is Yang Wan...
Xi Ping: "What sword cultivators are most afraid of is the poisonous miasma that no one knows about. I guess that's the first step of the Queen Mother of the West. Third brother, convey to Bei Li our cooperation sincerity. If I'm wrong... then Mortgage you to Beili, and with your ability, if you keep sheep in Beijue Mountain for a few years, you will definitely be able to collapse Kunlun Mountain."
Zhou Ying ignored him and warmed her hands with the tea warming on the special stove.
At this time, the land of chaos is unbearably hot, Dawan Jinping is in late summer and early autumn, and Beijue Mountain has already blown a strong wind of white hair.
Feiqiong Peak is also a snow-capped mountain, but that kind of coldness is nothing to monks, it's just that the skin and flesh are a little cooler, and there is spiritual energy to protect the body, so they won't feel uncomfortable. The north wind blowing from the no-man's land in Beijue Mountain seems to freeze people's true energy. The monks below the level of ascension to spirit do not have a fairy weapon to keep warm and protect their bodies. They can freeze to death if they stay outside overnight.
Zhou Ying used the standard Beili dialect without changing his face and boasted to the snow wolf prince in front of him: "The land of chaos is the town of monsters, and there are three great spirits. There are more than hundreds of evil spirits underneath. Among them are Those who evacuated the Lancang sect's secret method in the Autumn Killing Secret Realm, and those who have colluded with the two countries of Chu and Shu, are hard to guard against, except for Lu Wu, no one can grasp the movements of these people."
Prince Snow Wolf—the successor of the Blind Wolf King—examined the young man hesitantly... Prince Zhuang of Nanwan, a "baby" who had just stepped into Taoism for a few years.
"As far as I know, Lu Wu of your country is just a group of enlightened monks from folk backgrounds, established less than 20 years ago." Prince Xuelang is all body, only his hair is curly, and he speaks straight like a mallet, "Xiaomeng Township The water is so muddy that the four countries who have been stationed in the mine for two hundred years dare not say 'find out', so don't speak wildly."
Qingjingdao is good at this point, there is no flaw under the sharp stare of Shengling Jianxiu - not to mention the gaze, even if the other party really takes out the sword, Zhou Ying can still be as still as a mountain, holding the white wolf's hand with empty gloves. The magic is carried out to the end.
He took a few sips of rough tea soup in a leisurely manner, scalding his lungs to heat up, and then said calmly: "Be careful of poisonous miasma—this is our sincerity, and the news in the future is not free. Take me to see the blind wolf king. Introduce Kunlun Mountain for me."