Liu Chaoshuang came from the Northern Continent, twists and turns all the way, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, three thousand miles of wind and dust in his sleeves.
She came to the Central Continent, ready to rest for a while before heading to Cangya Mountain. He remembered that Yan Xing had sent a letter a while ago that he was going to come back, so he called four or two liuxia wine in the Fenglai Building next to the Lanyuan Academy and took it away in a jar.
It was getting late after going out, and I was about to find an inn to stay for the night, but found that someone was following me.
She walked to the secluded path, twisting and turning around, that line of sight was always there, like a shadow.
The opponent is strong.
It was a hundred times stronger than every open assassination he encountered when he sent Duan Chongxuan back to the Northern Continent.
The intuition of danger is amplified to the extreme. However, Liu Jishuang's expression did not change.
She had walked a long way, and came to an alley that had been abandoned for a long time, surrounded by weeds and deserted.
The more secluded the place, the more you can perceive the presence of the other party.
Liu bullying does not use swords or knives. She practiced a set of boxing.
There are no changeable sword moves, only the violent fist intent of Zhen Yuan.
go straight. Take Gang Ke Gang.
She flew and landed on the roof, punching out, the punching wind tore the air, and thunder seemed to explode in the four fields.
But ordinary people can't hear this thunder, because it will fall into the sea of consciousness of practitioners.
Without reservation, without hesitation, she used the strongest means as soon as she shot. Because she knows that the gap between strength and weakness is like a cloud of mud, and that's the only way to survive.
But the fist still failed.
The worst happened, and her heart sank.
Without waiting for another shot, a white shadow fluttered down in front of him.
The swordsman smiled happily, "Bushuang, you have grown a lot..."
When it came to going to Zhonglu, Yin Biyue first thought that Master wanted to see Mr. Zhang Yuan.
But the first thing they saw was not the husband, but the second sister.
Just like meeting Yan Xing in Chunxiu Tower, he couldn't say whether it was a coincidence or Master's intention.
"Master?!"
For the first time, Yin Biyue saw Senior Sister with wide eyes and a surprised expression.
It was discovered that the second senior sister, who had a calm expression and a sharp aura, was still as cute as a young girl.
The girl Liu Chushuang laughed, "Master, Fourth Junior Brother, why are you? I thought..."
The swordsman continued, "You thought that the fifth son's troubles weren't over yet!"
Liu bullying said sternly, "I sent the fifth junior brother back, and the situation in Beilu is a bit tense. Fortunately, the situation has not changed."
Wei Jingfeng sighed, "Family matters are the most difficult to explain clearly." He comforted his only female apprentice, "His father Duan Shengan is fine, he is fine. Don't worry too much. This time it's all up to him."
Beilu is the family of the Duan family, and it is also a family matter to change the sky, even the swordsman is not easy to intervene.
Unless Duan Chongxuan personally said, 'I quit, I will go back to Cangya and focus on cultivating Taoism. From now on, the imperial power and hegemony have nothing to do with me. '
But some responsibilities are innate, and some glory to be guarded is engraved in the marrow and flesh, and it is never a matter of words.
Yin Biyue listened to the senior brother in Cangya Mountain, and the second senior sister went to Fukonghai to send a chat. At that time, I thought that with the second senior sister and Qingyiluan, this trip should be safe, and I never thought that there would be dangers. But what Master said was right, this time it was all about talking to me.
"Stand here talking about what it's like, let's go." Juggernaut jumped off the roof and walked down the street, "Find a comfortable place to sleep."
Yin Biyue and Liu Lishuang followed behind him. I don't think there is anything wrong with the saint wanting to sleep for a long time.
Juggernaut passed through four inns, but none of them could enter.
The night was getting dark, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and some shops began to close. Wei Jingfeng stopped in the empty street. Looking around at a loss.
Without finding a satisfactory place to sleep, he was like a kid who didn't get a sugar man.
At last they stopped in front of a small door.
This is in the depths of the streets and alleys. The withered and yellow weeds are half a person's height. The red lacquer on the door is mottled, and the door is wide enough to allow only one person to pass through.
Juggernaut stood in front of the door, and his raised hand fell again.
For the first time, Yin Biyue saw Master hesitate.
This door has no formation, and you can enter it with a slight push.
Even if there is, how can you stop the saint
He finally turned around and said to Yin Bi,
"Many questions, the old man has not answered you. If you have any questions, go in and ask yourself."
Yin Biyue was surprised, "This is..."
"Yes."
Who would have thought that the school even had a back door. And Juggernaut is still well-versed.
Yin Biyue knew what was behind this door, and it was likely that Mr. Zhang had seen or counted their arrival, and was waiting for him in the courtyard.
"Master, won't you come with me?"
Juggernaut took Liu Baishuang out of the alley, "I haven't seen your senior sister for a long time, let's find a place to chat..." He paused for a moment, feeling that the words were too immodest, as if he was looking for a reason to hide something, so he said again, "Last time Li Tugen plotted against me, and I also shot him and hurt him. Neither of us felt that we were at fault... He must not want to see me."
He lowered his voice in the second half of the sentence, but Yin Biyue didn't hear it, because all his attention was on—
Li Tugen! !
plum! earth! root! ! !
The man in the house is actually called Li Tugen, hahahahaha, no wonder no one mentions his name and everyone calls him Mr.
It's over to know if this secret will be silenced.
Master, I am so scared. QAQ
He wanted to take his master in together, but when he looked back, there were still shadows of the second sister and the master.
And the door in front of me squeaked open.
Yin Biyue bowed to the empty door, saying hello to the master here.
The fallen leaves outside the courtyard are desolate, and the locust trees in the courtyard still cover the sky and the sun, just like in the midsummer season.
It's just that the autumn wind is rustling and the chill is unabated.
Entering through the small door, walking through the dense locust trees, walking through the winding corridor, you will see people sitting in the courtyard.
Master Li Tugen is reading a book. Accompanied by the dancing blue lights and candles and the clear and bright moonlight.
His platter was ruined, and the teacup was broken. The thousands of volumes of classics in the university library are also familiar to me.
Fortunately, there are books in this world that he has not read. Not that there is nothing to do.
He put down the book and smiled at the visitor, "I didn't have good tea to serve the guests, so I was neglected. Come and sit."
Yin Biyue stepped forward and sat down, "Don't dare. Visiting at night is so annoying and rude."
The gentleman waved his hand and smiled as casually as before, indicating that he did not need to pay attention to politeness.
The stone table has not changed, neither has the locust tree. But Yin Biyue found that Mr. seems to be much older.
The wrinkles at the end of the eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and there are also dots of white hair between the temples. Very conspicuous in the moonlight.
What can quickly drain a sub-Saint's life
He remembered that the master said that the husband was plotting against him. Then Mr. must have paid a great price.
The gentleman smiled, "What do you want to ask?"
Yin Biyue wanted to ask a lot of things. Why did he go south for stargazing here last time, did he count the matter of Xingshan Temple in the south? How much was Mr. involved in that? How can you be sure that Senior Brother Luo must be the reincarnation of Demon Venerable? Was it because you were special when you let yourself kill Senior Brother Luo? What is the big thing Master is doing
He intuitively thought that Mr. Zhang knew all these things.
It's just that the gentleman's attitude is so calm that he doesn't know where to ask.
The gentleman stood up, "Don't worry, think slowly. Do you really not know what you want to ask me?"
He walked to Yin Biyue and looked into his eyes.
Raised his hand and patted his shoulder. The force is very light.
"boom-"
Yin Biyue's consciousness was shocked.
The library building in the middle of the night, the righteousness hall under the setting sun, the contemplation hall in the morning light, the woods where swords are practiced, the terrace overlooking the distance...
Countless pictures flashed before his eyes. It's like watching flowers on a horse.
When he first came to see his husband, he fell into some kind of wonderful realm, which made him experience the past three years in the academy, and finally found a way to use the sword.
Only the memory of the night of graduation remains vague.
He had a gut feeling that those things were important. But he couldn't remember.
Until now, finally see it clearly.
His classmates were at the Lotus Terrace, drinking dadan happily, singing while drunk, and he was invited by Mr. Zhang to watch the stars. The wind blows the locust leaves, and the stars are brilliant.
"What do you see?"
"Star."
"Look more closely."
Mr. patted him on the shoulder.
His eyes are deeper and farther, and the universe in his eyes is infinitely closer. Close enough to see the icy blue frost on the surface of one star, and the black flame gushing out from the other.
Even though the galaxy is vast, only these two stars are the brightest. He knew that this was what Mr. Zhang wanted him to see.
"I do not know."
The gentleman poured a cup of tea, and the light fell on the tea cup.
"Double stars appear in the world, dragons and snakes fight, life and death are the same door, living one."
So he did not go to Beilu as an official, but went to Cangya Mountain with Luo Mingchuan.
So there was the painstaking killing formation and ambush in the secret realm of Zixiao. With Cangya Dungeon dialogue.
Yin Biyue saw all the causes and consequences clearly that night. Cold all over.
"You two are each other's nemesis. In my opinion, if there is anyone else in this world who can kill him, it must be you. Otherwise, even if he dies in the flesh, the stars will not be destroyed, and the spirit will not be scattered, he will rely on Tian Luo Jiu. Turn, reincarnate."
Mr. Zhang Yuan paused, "But your master doesn't think so. He wants you to try it. Fight with the sky, break the situation and change your life."
Yin Biyue said, "I won't kill Senior Brother. No matter what the reason is."
His voice was soft but firm.
Mr. Zhang Yuan laughed, "I know. I thought this road was a dead end at first, but after seeing you, I realized that maybe Wei Jingfeng was right. Try it."
Yin Biyue suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes.
Whether it is Xingshan Temple or Baopu Zong, or Xingkong Temple, even if the whole world does not believe it. The master still stood by his side, and he never changed.
Before he had seen the master, the master had begun to try to believe him.
This kind of trust is somewhat blind, so it is especially precious and rare.
"You just understand. The old man is naturally right."
A boy's voice floated in the night wind.
This sentence was said to Mr. Zhang Yuan. Juggernaut jumped from the eaves of the library in the distance and fell into the courtyard.
The gentleman shook his head, "It's rude to listen to others, and you don't go through the back door."
"Master..."
Yin Biyue opened his mouth, he really wanted to say something at this time, and thanked Master for his trust and for being able to meet Master.
But the Juggernaut just waved his hand, "Let's go tomorrow, the old man will sleep first."
He passed through the hanging flower door, and pushed open the door of a wing.
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Cangya Mountain. The time of the rooster.
The bronze bell struck seven times, and thousands of disciples came running and gathered in front of the Qinghe Hall.
Sect Master Zheng Yangzi and Cangya's first disciple Luo Mingchuan stood on the stone steps, looking at the crowd of people surging under the high steps, with familiar faces. Heavy and firm or still young and immature.
Northland has been restless recently.
The disciples stationed at the border received news that there was a demon cultivator crossing the floating sea. There are at least three or four hundred people, a large number that has not been seen in ten thousand years. There are already desolate villages on the border, and the weaker families are not enough to compete with the magic cultivators. Many refugees drag their families to Cangya Mountain and Baopuzong to seek the protection of the big sect.
Most of Cangya's disciples have already heard of it, and they gathered at this time in response to the sound of the bell, waiting for the order of the sect to go down the mountain to exorcise the demons.
Luo Mingchuan's voice spread far and wide,
"My generation Cangya disciples have been looking for the Dao with sincerity and sincerity. The original intention has not changed for ten thousand years. Demon cultivation is rampant in the world, and it is a disaster for one party. Is there any reason for me to wait and see and sit back and watch?"
The Cangya disciples were excited, raised their swords and shouted, "No—"
Luo Mingchuan said, "Okay! The disciples above the level of concentration will follow me down the mountain!"
The sea of swords and the voice joined together, "Go down the mountain to exorcise the devil—"
Zhengyangzi felt that his apprentice had really grown up enough to be his own. This made him very happy.
But he sighed softly, "Be careful with everything."
Immediately drowned in the sound of the sea.
Luo Mingchuan heard it and bowed properly,
"Master, don't worry."