Lin Qianshuang was still organizing the language. Hearing Xiao Lanle say this, he choked on his saliva and coughed several times.
It may be that the author finds it troublesome to use a lot of repeated tricks to seduce girls in the novel. Lin Qianshuang vaguely remembers that under the commentary interaction of the novel "Four Realms Conquest", a lot of otaku also complained about Liang Aotian's three actions in a single sentence. Now in the original text, Xiao Lanle, the female supporting actor who is most obsessed with the male protagonist, so ironically commented on the male protagonist with a look of contempt that he could see the routine, which really made her feel a little stomachache, probably because she was holding back her laughter.
Xiao Lanle's gaze shifted from Lin Qianshuang's small expression, and said to Zi Xiao as if nothing had happened, "Am I right?"
Zi Xiao was right, she stared at Xiao Lan with an unnatural expression, but felt that the woman in front of her was different from the rumors she had heard from the master. She spoke elegantly, her gestures were extraordinary, and she had the aura of a master. Inside, a frown and a smile are quite immortal, not the squeamishness and arrogance that the master said.
"Miss Zixiao, when I was passing through the village not far from Yanqing Mountain, I heard the whereabouts of your fellow disciples. You can go and have a look, maybe you can find it."
Lin Qianshuang smiled lightly and looked somewhere in the sky. She knew that Liang Jingxuan must have been searching for the whereabouts of the Zixiao Sword Spirit.
What she told Zi Xiao just now was a lie. In fact, she told Liang Jingxuan to listen. As long as there is a ghost in his heart, there will always be clues.
Even if Zi Xiao is confused by Liang Jingxuan's aura of kings again, he will know the truth if he gives some hints and guidance.
When everyone was dealing with Zixiao, the enchantment aura of the Zixiao sword spirit in the mansion was gradually swallowed up, and the green ghost energy condensed into a mass of dead energy in the dry well in the courtyard, and the faint ghost baby cried in the dark dry well The bottom cracked intermittently, and the scratching sound of climbing nails was a little creepy.
Lin Qianshuang narrowed her eyes, turned her head to look at the destroyed gate of the mansion, and said:
"Our luck is really bad. In this house, there is an unrepentant soul who is too obsessed. It should have absorbed the spiritual energy of the Divine Sword and it should be getting worse now."
Xiao Lanle was keenly aware of the monsters in the mansion. She looked at the disciples of Immortal Sect in Penglai and ordered, "Arrange the formation, and it will surely trap this specter in the formation."
A group of disciples obeyed the order and vigilantly used the sword qi condensing talisman around the mansion according to the array formation, but Chen Shangqing did not follow, but chose to stay in place.
Xiao Lanle glanced at Chen Shangqing and said, "They need you, Brother Chen."
Chen Shangqing stayed in place and said, "Chen only cares about the safety of the head, they can do it."
Xiao Lan's eyes darkened, and there was a hint of sneer on his face.
Chen Shangqing realized that Xiao Lanle didn't seem to hear what he said, and looked along her line of sight. The two people, Tianshu City Lord and Senior Sister Lin, acted intimately and talked closely... . Junior Sister Xiao must be jealous.
He couldn't comfort people at all, and he was even more overwhelmed at this moment.
Chen Shangqing remembered that Junior Sister Xiao had also been so close to the Tianshu City Lord. The relationship between these three people was complicated and changeable.
Mu Weiyin hugged Lin Qianshuang's shoulders, and when she saw her looking at her with a puzzled expression, she held her wrist, raised the Qianyu Sword, and instructed, "There are four kinds of wild ghosts in order. For the surviving white ghosts, the reincarnation recorded ghosts, the fierce ghosts of water reversal and ruining wealth, the ghosts with grievances and bones, the fourth type of ghosts, the bloodthirsty ghosts who are not conscious of ghost cultivation, Qianyu sword is used It is the sacred jade of Kunlun Mountain that wards off evil spirits, but 'listening to the sound of falling rain' can be judged in stages, you can try it."
"The sound of falling rain?"
Lin Qianshuang didn't understand, but got more important information from Mu Weiyin's mouth, and said, "You mean, the people in the house are not ordinary ghosts."
Mu Weiyin nodded and said: "The voices are complicated now, and if you can find the traces of ghosts in the thousands of voices, then you will understand the true essence of Qianyu Sword."
The Specter in the mansion must be unusual. Mu Weiyin taught her how to use the sword in such a way that he might have noticed something wrong.
When the sword technique was used, the green blade of Qian Yujian shone slightly, and small characters appeared.
Lin Qianshuang was stunned, and the palm of his hand lightly brushed the incomprehensible words on the sword. The few words that Mu Weiyin left behind when he left that day were exactly the same.
The origin of this sword is probably related to Mu Weiyin.
Forget it, it is more important to find the ghosts in the mansion.
Lin Qianshuang emptied the thoughts in her head, closed her eyes and meditated, and connected with Qian Yujian's consciousness. She was standing faintly in a mirror-like empty world, but the chime of the bell was faintly heard from the empty clock stand. The percussion sound, she listened to the rhythmless percussion sound and walked forward, the ground suddenly vibrated, and there was falling rain falling from the sky, she wanted to hold the sword to resist, but found that her hands were empty, and she wanted to draw a ball of demonic energy to resist. , but found that the magic energy seems to be unable to display.
"Little fool, what are you thinking, this is the space of consciousness between you and Qianyujian, how can you use demonic energy."
A long-lost, familiar voice sounded beside him with a smile.
Lin Qianshuang's eyes shrank, and she raised her head. Xuan Luowan held a plain umbrella in her left hand to block the rain above her head, and held the Hanchan Qin in her right hand. The fringed hairband fluttered along with the scattered hair, and she was dressed in white clothes flowing elegantly. Lightly, she looked at her with a smile on her face.
"Xiao Wan, you... woke up?"
"The fluctuation of the connection between you and Qianyu Sword's divine consciousness disturbed Han Chanqin, and I came here along the connected spiritual connection."
"I'm a ghost, and I can't be born yet."
Xuanluo put away her umbrella late and shook off the weird blue raindrops on it, her eyelashes drooping slightly to hide her red eyes, but I've been watching you all the time, by your side, Shuangshuang.
You just don't know.
There were blue raindrops falling from the mirror-like sky, Xuanluo swirls the plain umbrella in his hand to cover the sky above the two, blue rain splashed on the empty chime bell stand, and a row of red chime bells Emerges, but the source of the sound is not there.
"When you hear the source of the sound, choose an empty bell stand to park on it when the rain is approaching, and the chime from red to purple is a ghost.
Mu Weiyin's voice spread from the outside to the inside where they were.
"Shuangshuang, don't touch the blue rain here, otherwise it will force your consciousness back, and the rain will choose someone to fall. You stand here and listen to the sound to guide the way, and I will find the source of the sound for you."
Xuan Luo Wan turned into a white fox and jumped onto the bell stand, and sat down happily with her two big fluffy tails, her paws on her chin and tilted her head to look at her.
Lin Qianshuang was electrocuted by those charming fox eyes, blushed, coughed, and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Xiaowan."
Rain falls on the plain umbrella in the sky every once in a while, and she wants to find the exact sound source position when the chime rhythm rings and the rain falls.
Lin Qianshuang discerned the noisy sounds, and found that the chime was only a faint sound among the complicated music she heard when she first came in.
The rain fell on the umbrella and made a crackling sound, and the position of the sound source of the bell changed again.
Lin Qianshuang was blocked from identifying the source of the sound, she calmed down again, and continued to listen and identify various sounds.
After failing several times, Lin Qianshuang gradually felt that before the rain fell, she was finding the source of the sound faster and faster.
Another falling rain slammed head-on, Lin Qianshuang found the source of the sound in a moment, she opened her closed eyes, stretched out her hand and pulled the umbrella over her head and spun it in one direction.
"Xiao Wan, that's it!"
The white fox opened its mouth and bit the umbrella handle, and leaped onto a bell stand pointed by Lin Qianshuang.
The dark purple chimes that swayed and struck appeared on the bell stand, and the plain umbrella finally couldn't hold back the rain and dissipated in the mouth of the white fox.
Dark purple, with three low and two high voices, according to the picture book Qian Yujian handed her, these Specter Ghosts should be ghost babies with stronger lethality, addicted to food and extremely destructive.
The formation of Penglai Immortal Gate may not be able to hold the ghost baby for long.
Lin Qianshuang thought about it, but couldn't help but look somewhere. After the two pairs of eyes met, they both smiled at each other's tacit cooperation, and gave each other a high-five gesture at a distance from each other.
Xuanluo held the qin and floated on the bell stand with one foot in the air, looking at her quietly, without approaching, as if waiting for her to speak first.
"Xiao Wan, I'll go first, I will always get the Tianshu Mirror, and I look forward to our next meeting."
Lin Qianshuang took a deep look and turned to leave.
"Shuangshuang, don't do things that embarrass yourself."
Xuanluo hugged Han Chanqin and shouted to the person who was leaving in the evening. Under the gentle face, the pair of red eyes flashed an inevitable red light, "Looking forward to us, the next time we meet."
Han Chanqin fell from the mid-air of the meditating woman, turned into a silver light and hid in her storage jade slip.
Lin Qianshuang opened her eyes, Mu Weiyin held her hand from behind and stroked the sword, and said, "You have seen the murderous thing in the mansion, and it is the purple rank that you 'heard' from Qianyu Sword. Li Gui, the highest realm of cultivating swordsmanship is the unity of man and sword, if you want to promote your demon baby, you need to practice with the sword to become your own sword spirit."
"Your own sword spirit?"
Lin Qianshuang said to Mu Weiyin, "Ayin, where is your sword spirit?"
"I don't have a sword spirit, so when I first entered kendo, I was often teased by my companions in Yixiang Building."
Mu Weiyin smiled and said: "Actually, the existence of sword spirit has nothing to do with the path of cultivation. As long as you have the heart, you will always find another way out."
Zi Xiao seemed to have been eavesdropping for a long time, and interjected: "A sword cultivator who has not cultivated into a sword spirit in the transcendence period, this is too incredible, my master before his death once said that a sword cultivator without a sword spirit can't cross the sky. The robbery is destined to not be able to soar."
Lin Qianshuang took a look at Mu Weiyin. Indeed, in the novel, Mu Weiyin has really stayed in the tribulation period for a whole hundred years.
A thick ghostly aura mixed with the dead aura of the corpse was coming towards him.
Zi Xiao stood up from the stone lion, and she felt the prying eyes from the Specter, and that group of ghosts seemed to be looking for an opportunity to swallow her.
The formation of the people in Penglai Immortal Sect is really like what Mu Weiyin said, it will be broken at the touch of a touch, and there is no time to insist on a cup of tea.
"Are you protecting me?"
Zi Xiao unexpectedly watched Lin Qianshuang, Mu Weiyin, and Xiao Lanle stand in front of her with a look of surprise.
Mu Weiyin turned her head and stated the facts very seriously: "You are a new sword spirit, you can't fight against the ghosts who have complained for hundreds of years in the ancient well. If you don't want to be eaten, you'd better come with us."
Zi Xiao threw the whip, got angry because he was underestimated, and then laughed back: "I'll show you my strength."