Above the chaotic Xiandu.
Fang Chu lay on the railing of the Yuqiao in front of the Spring Breeze Gate, and looked under the bridge vigorously.
The two little boys spun around his legs, holding the same whisk as them, and persuaded: "What are you looking at?"
"Don't lie down so low, be careful not to fall."
"Yes! If you fall, you will die."
"If you die, it will be miserable for us. Before the next day, I specially asked you to take care... take care of you."
The little boy snorted in the middle, but Fang Chu's mind was all under the bridge, so he didn't listen carefully at all, so naturally he didn't pay attention.
His brain hurts from being nagged by the little boy, and he coped with it, "If you can't fall, just look at the room."
Under these jade bridges in Xiandu are not real flowing water, but flowing clouds. Through the clouds and mist, we can indeed see a little bit of shadow.
But Fang Chu was not really curious to enjoy the scenery, but he hadn't heard from the city lord for a long time. He was afraid of accidents, so he couldn't sit still.
In fact, he really wanted to go to the room to see the situation, but he didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to lie on the railing of Yuqiao, scratching his ears and cheeks.
This monkey is in a hurry and is about to catch up with the fool Ning Huaishan.
Fang Chu laughed at himself in his heart.
"What's there to see?" The little boy was still wondering: "Didn't you just come from Jian? Look, it's still so fresh?"
Fang Chu responded dryly: "It's not the same, but I haven't stood in such a place to see the room. I haven't had the chance to go to the fairy capital a few times in my life. It's hard to get one, so naturally I have to take a good look."
"Do you see anything strange?" the little boy asked.
"Uh..." Fang Chu was about to make it up, when he suddenly noticed that the clouds and mist under the bridge were flowing, thickening in the blink of an eye, like white soup.
So Jian was hidden under the thick clouds, and he couldn't see at all.
"What's wrong with this cloud?" Fang Chu pointed to the bridge and asked the two little boys, "Why did it suddenly thicken?"
But the little boy said with relief, "It's a good thing."
Fang Chu asked: "What good thing?"
The little boy said: "After explaining the time to make offerings, the incense in Xiandu will be more vigorous!"
so suddenly
Fang Chu muttered in his heart.
He has been a demon here for decades, and he has heard countless true and false rumors. Among them, the most well-known one about Xiandu is "the more prosperous the incense, the more powerful the Xiandu".
But incense will never flourish for no reason.
He knows this all too well.
Every year, there should be fewer or fewer prayers, and it will not change suddenly. And those who arise suddenly are often not prayers, but prayers.
Prayer in times of crisis, prayers in times of fear, prayers in times of crisis.
Fang Chu has seen it before, and experienced it himself when Nian was seriously injured like a rag, so he couldn't understand it better——
The most dangerous place in the world is where the statues stand the most, and the incense offerings are the most frequent when the chaos is the most. When people don't know how to be good, they will hold on to the last straw and hope for luck.
"But, is your room in a mess here?" Fang Chu asked suspiciously.
The two boys looked at each other, not knowing how to answer: "Ah?"
"Before I was brought to Xiandu, I wandered underground for a while." Fang Chu muttered, "I vaguely remember it."
Unless there is a sudden and massive disaster, how can we pray to the gods to protect their lives at the same time
But the space here doesn't look like it's suffering from disaster...
Fang Chu was wondering, when he suddenly heard the little boy shout, "Big! You're back!"
When he heard the sound, he looked up, and saw a "spirit king" wearing armor coming back from the room. A sweeping body suddenly landed on the jade bridge.
When Fang Chu saw him, he almost blurted out: "Where is the city lord? Have you met?"
Fortunately, he was not as reckless as Ning Huaishan, so he stopped before speaking. Because he felt that this "Spirit King" became a little different after he went there.
"Daddy, why have you been here for so long? Did something happen to you?" The little boy raised his face and was still talking.
King Ling didn't respond.
He didn't seem to hear the little boy's question, but stood by the bridge, touching the jade railing thoughtfully.
Perhaps it was because he didn't pick up the silver accessories and couldn't see his expression, such a "spirit king" somehow made Fang Chu feel a little scared. If it wasn't for the fact that his figure hadn't changed, he would have suspected that he had changed under the cover.
King Ling didn't speak, and the two little boys also fell silent. They held their fly whisks and said nothing, no different from the fairy envoys and fairy boys of Xiandu Qianyi, suddenly lost their vitality.
Is this really New Year's He Ning Huaishan
Fang Chu glanced at it for a few moments, and murmured in his heart.
The atmosphere above the jade bridge became tense and weird in silence.
Until another figure came a few steps behind the "Spirit King".
"Tiansu University." Fang Chu called out.
He never expected that he would rely on Tianxiu University to relieve his tension. The main reason is that Tianxiu has always been like this and has never changed, which makes him feel more at ease.
Hearing the sound, Tianxiu glanced in this direction.
The look of this raised eye was so familiar that Fang Chu even felt that there was no difference between him and the present Xiao Fuxuan.
Affected by this kind of heart, he took the initiative to open his mouth to Tiansu: "Daddy, did you... have you encountered anything?"
Like looking exactly like you
Have you talked? Have you tried it? Who has the upper hand
Fang Chu tried, not daring to make it too obvious.
As a result, just after the sound fell, the Spirit King moved and turned to face him.
Fang Chu was discouraged, and immediately turned his head: "Is there something going on in the room? Look at the clouds under the bridge that suddenly thickened just now."
Tiansu was falling to the side of the bridge, when he heard this, he stopped and looked down the bridge.
When he saw the cloud and mist as thick as white soup, his eyebrows frowned imperceptibly.
***
Now the sparrow does not fall into the water.
Xiao Fuxuan paused, showing exactly the same expression.
Seeing this, Wu Xingxue asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Fuxuan: "Beside the chaotic lines, the fairy capital has offered incense and fire."
Wu Xingxue: "Suddenly?"
Xiao Fuxuan nodded.
Wu Xingxue was not surprised, but her face sank slightly.
The more incense is enshrined, the more prosperous and long-lasting the fairy capital will be. In other words, if the Tao of Lingtai interferes and affects some things, under such circumstances, this interference and influence will become more and more irresistible.
"So and so, is it to completely control the 'Spirit King', or to push the 'Spirit King' one step further?" Wu Xingxue said in a low voice, "The most important thing is... the incense offerings came up suddenly ?”
He asked Xiao Fuxuan: "Has a disaster happened nearby?"
Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, as if he was exploring the room with his body in disorder.
After a while, he said in a deep voice, "No major disaster has been seen."
"It's not the season for natural disasters, and we can't just spread a bunch of demons out of thin air to cause chaos. The situation is already a little shaken, and a bunch of disasters are surprised, it's not more weird, it's more suspicious."
"Indeed." Wu Xingxue nodded, "It's really impossible to cause trouble when the 'Spirit King' is shaking, it's too abrupt and conspicuous—"
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly stopped his head and looked at Xiao Fuxuan.
The reigning "Spirit King" caused trouble everywhere he could see, so it was naturally conspicuous. But what if it is in a place where the "Spirit King" can't see it
for example…
now!
The next moment, Wu Xingxue swept his long sleeves away.
The closed door suddenly swung open and slammed into both sides.
"Bang" sounded loudly!
Ning Huaishan outside the door jumped up in shock: "He—"
He swallowed back the frightened vulgar words, and shouted: "City Lord! You... your spiritual consciousness has returned to the body?!"
Before Xiao Fuxuan grabbed Wu Xingxue's spiritual consciousness and left the body to go to the chaotic line, Ning Huaishan placed their bodies in the house, and then squatted outside to guard the door.
He was so curious that he scratched his head, wanted to know how Fang Chu was doing now, and also wanted to know what was going on beside the messy line.
But considering that he had encountered some scenes that he should not have seen when he broke into the house before, he learned to behave this time, and stopped rushing in and out, and waited for the city lord and Tianxiu to open the door honestly.
It's just that I never expected that there would be such a big movement when the door opened!
"What happened?" Ning Huaishan realized that something was wrong and asked quickly.
Seeing the city lord plundering the gate, he paused for a moment, and asked him: "During this period of time, Kecheng?"
"You mean Zhaoye City?" Ning Huaishan was taken aback for a moment.
In the past, Wu Xingxue would never ask them this kind of question, because the Qingming Lantern guarding the city gate of Zhaoye Town was all made by Wu Xingxue, but he could sense all the demonic city gates, so there was no need to ask.
But because Feng Xueli, played by Hua Xin, had set up many magic circles in Zhaoye City, and the Qingming Lantern was disturbed, so he couldn't do it properly.
Ning Huaishan was asked suddenly, but he didn't answer, he was faltering, only feeling the cold wind sweeping past his nose——
The city lord and Tianxiu had disappeared.
Only one sentence fell into his ears along the wind.
The city lord said: "Don't run around, stay and guard."
Ning Huaishan was in a hurry to keep up, but when he heard this, he walked around the courtyard twice and sat under the giant tree where the sparrow never fell.
***
Zhaoye City spanned more than a hundred miles.
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan's bodies were like a gust of wind, and they swept over their heads in an instant, their expressions all changed!
Because the huge Zhao Ye City is almost empty at this moment!
Thousands of evil spirits took over the city at the same time.
This is so wrong.
The previous confrontation between the two of them and "Feng Xueli" triggered many formations in Zhaoye City, and when the formations exploded, some demons should have been injured.
When the big evil is injured, he will not rush to the city, so as not to be unlucky and bump into the tricky fairy gate and break himself off.
But now and now, they are uncharacteristically at the same time.
Such demons, if they come and go alone as usual, it will be fine, if they abandon their nature, no longer plotting with each other, but gather together...
Wherever he went, there was probably chaos.
Such a scene, just thinking about it makes the scalp tingle. And these townspeople who are suffering, desperate, can't pray for the protection of the gods!
>
> Reminisce about the sudden flourishing of incense in Chaoxianxiandu...
Wu Xingxue's face was instantly as cold as frost.
He sniffed the evil breath in the cold wind, followed the breath with Xiao Fuxuan and chased after him.
"Jianxianmen is a hundred things to say, and it won't be impossible to stop it for a moment." Wu Xingxue said in the gust of wind, "How can the incense rise so fast?"
"There are only a handful of people who are really worthy of use." Xiao Fuxuan said.
In the past twenty-five years, Chaoxian Xiandu has become more and more prosperous. Under the balance of good and evil required by the Heavenly Dao of Lingtai, evil spirits are rampant, and the immortal sect has been declining again and again.
Although it is always mentioned that there are hundreds of immortal sects, but watching the scene of the collapse of the Canglang Northern Territory overnight, you can know that there are really only a handful of them that are really useful.
The flower owner and the elders are all done, so it is inevitable that they are too busy to take care of themselves. So the most famous one is Feng.
With thousands of disciples, it can be blocked for a while, but it's hard to say how long it will last.
Besides, if this encounter is blocked today, new disasters will arise tomorrow. As long as the Tao of Heaven can interfere with the chaotic Lingtai, there will be no end to these.
"Instead of running around chasing disasters like this, it's better to cut off the source." Wu Xingxue thought, "The hand of Lingtai Tiandao can't reach it."
In this way, now there will be no more disasters and misfortune.
And Lingtai Tiandao is also like a prison, locking himself on the chaotic line.
When the time comes to clear and destroy the chaotic line Lingtai, it will have nowhere to go.
"The source?" Xiao Fuxuan asked.
Wu Xingxue pondered and said: "Actually, I thought about this more than once, and later found out that when the chaos first appeared, the Dao of Heaven lived on the spiritual platform, and it was able to control the affairs of the chaos because they were connected."
"Every chaotic line is opened by someone who is present." Wu Xingxue explained: "The person who opened the thread should have been present, but brought cause and effect into the chaotic line. This is like going from the present to the chaotic line. A bridge has been built. The Lingtai Heavenly Dao can naturally follow this bridge and interfere with the chaotic lines."
"Indeed." Xiao Fuxuan said, "Successfully."
"If the 'bridge' is cut off, the intervention will naturally not be able to reach the other end." Wu Xingxue paused before saying, "But it's just a matter of guessing at the moment."
"Oh?"
Wu Xingxue said: "Because this 'bridge' with chaotic lines is supposed to be the lord, plus a flower letter. Now both of them have lost their spirits, but the interference of the heavenly way of the Lingtai is still there."
What's more, when Tian Dao cleared these two in Lingtai, he didn't hesitate at all. Every step was ahead of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan.
Although the way of heaven is invisible, shapeless, heartless and ruthless. To it, the birth of a certain person is nothing at all. But if it interferes with the need to rely on it, it should not take the initiative to cut off.
It is so straightforward, it can only explain the so-called "bridge", not just these two.
But besides that, who else
Wu Xingxue repeatedly recalled the questioning from the lord, and returned Huaxin's questioning. Trying to think of who else is involved in this cause and effect besides these two will become a "bridge".
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Xiao Fuxuan speak: "Could it be the other way around?"
Wu Xingxue was taken aback: "What?"
Xiao Fuxuan said: "The Dao of Heaven resides in Xianlingtai. When interfering with the chaotic line, it relies on the existing bridge to the chaotic line,—"
Before he could finish speaking, Wu Xingxue suddenly realized.
For a moment, he laughed at himself.
He saw too many chaotic lines and too many "bridges", which made him subconsciously go into the alley. In fact, as Xiao Fuxuan said, it should be reversed.
Today's Lingtai Heaven is in a chaotic line. If it wants to interfere with the present, it should not rely on the Lord and Huaxin, but the bridge built from the chaotic line to the present.
"It's a mistake." Wu Xingxue said, "What we are looking for must be a chaotic line, but because of some cause and effect, we are in the present."
At this point, Wu Xingxue was inexplicably startled.
What exactly is it, which has not been suspected since Chaotic Line came to the present? It has been safe and sound for decades or even a hundred years, without causing any disturbances
A vague thought flashed through Wu Xingxue's mind, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiao Fuxuan say: "Do you still remember the pair of coffins buried under the pagoda?"
Wu Xingxue's eyelids twitched, and her vague thoughts instantly became clear: "Remember, the two sons and daughters of the lord!"
On the chaotic line, the lord still couldn't escape the premature death of both his sons and daughters, so he was unwilling to bury the bones of his sons and daughters, sealed the coffin, and enclosed them in the formation under the tower.
He was only waiting for a certain day and a certain opportunity to borrow his adopted Feng Huiming to continue the lives of his two children.
only…
Until he and Feng Huiming were in double body, the life-continuing battle was still unsuccessful.
Xiao Fuxuan said: "The main body that stayed in the chaotic line received the edict before, and when I went to seal the mess, I found that there were no remnants of the souls of the twin children in the coffin."
"Not at all?" Wu Xingxue asked.
"No."
If there is no soul left, it is no wonder that life cannot be continued or changed. There is no foundation, how should I continue? How to change
It is impossible for the Lord to know this way.
Now that he has set up the formation, it means that at least at the beginning of the formation, the bodies of the two sons and daughters are not empty, but the remnants of their spirits, which have never been dispersed.
"I never thought about it. I thought it would be exhausted after too long." Xiao Fuxuan said, "If I think about it now, there may be another reason."
What if the souls of the twins did not dissipate naturally, but left their bodies under the "fortunate chance" and went elsewhere
For example... now.
Wu Xingxue stopped abruptly in the gust of wind, grabbed Xiao Fuxuan, and said, "Is the coffin completely destroyed? Tell me quickly, you have left behind."
Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him and said, "Stay."
"If it wasn't for the wrong occasion—" Wu Xingxue said halfway through, thinking, forget it, and don't care about the occasion. So he pulled Da Tiansu and kissed her.
Xiao Fuxuan raised an eyebrow.
Wu Xingxue said: "I really thought that your body was too nimble, and you cleaned up the seal completely. You are just one step slower!"
Xiao Fuxuan: "Just wait to be bombarded."
Since it was a heavenly decree, he naturally couldn't violate it openly, otherwise his identity would be exposed early. So even though he knew he would miss a step, he followed Tianzhao to clean up the mess.
But he did leave a little way out, instead of directly destroying all the things, he sent them to the Canglang Northern Territory.
This is neither against the edict, but also can leave a trace.
"Can traces be used to find objects?" Wu Xingxue asked.
"enough."
***
In a short while, a soul-searching talisman came from the chaotic line, just like Tianxiu's usual sword intent, blatantly wedged into the present.
Xiao Fuxuan dragged Wu Xingxue, followed the spirit-seeking spell across the room.
In fact, they already had some expectations in their hearts.
But when they were outside Mengdu City, they saw that the entire Mengdu City and even some surrounding small towns and villages were shrouded in a strong atmosphere of evil spirits, filled with black mist, and when the sky was not visible, they were still slightly stunned.
This huge main city used to be bustling, and during the festive season, the street market would be open all night, and the lights would shine like dragons.
There is also a famous mountain near the river in the south. Every spring and March, the apricot blossoms are in full bloom.
If it is the most lively season, you can hear the hustle and bustle of the city a few miles away from the city.
But under the so-called "balance" of good and evil year after year, these things have long been beyond recognition, and none of them can be peaceful or peaceful.
Under the ravages of the demons given by God's will, even the sound of crying could not be heard in this area. Before the fresh people had time to cry out, the demons had already grabbed their throats by the demons, and their skins and bones were eaten clean.
The only thing that had time was probably the sentence "God blesses" that I said while hiding behind the statue in fear.
This is probably a great irony—
The place with the most statues in this city is the most like purgatory.
Xiao Fuxuan's face turned cold, and a long golden sound pierced the world—
The long sword pierced through the thick black mist of demons with immense coercion, whistling like meteors, and pierced into the purgatory-like city.
When the long sword slammed into the ground, the impact was shockingly outward, instantly knocking out layers of demons and leaving their bodies, shattering their muscles and bones.
Then suddenly, the place where the long sword was located was empty. .
And some of the demons that were thrown away were trying to gather their distorted and fragmented limbs by using magic, when they felt a gust of cold wind sweeping past.
Frost and snow covered their bodies in an instant, and they were suddenly unable to move. And a kind of chill is still crawling along the internal organs.
So they watched themselves freeze into ice, and watched themselves shatter into powder under the pouring energy.
There was a moment of silence in this purgatory.
Even the immortal disciples who were fighting among them were shocked.
These immortal disciples are all dressed uniformly, with the word "Feng" embroidered on the streamer under the hair crown, as if they came from Feng who sits in Mengdu.
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan have dealt with each other several times, but now, this is the first time they have met like this.
They didn't forget what they came with.
At the moment when the disciples of the immortal sect paused, they looked towards the middle of the group.
I saw the spirit-seeking charm released by Luan Tianxiu, passing through some disciples who were either embarrassed or stunned, and fell straight to the deepest part.
There are two people standing side by side, one female and one male, they are very similar in appearance, extremely handsome, and can be called a Chinese dragon and phoenix.
The woman has long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and is provocative. The man is more elegant, always with a bit of sickness.
Among those who often deal with Xianmen, there is no one who does not know them. One of them is Feng Juyan, the current lord, and the other is her elder brother Feng Feishi.
And the two spells carrying the remnants of the coffin fell on them impartially.
This fall was both expected and unexpected.
Wu Xingxue once saw his son and daughter who died young during the interrogation of the lord. I also heard traces related to them in Huaxin's interrogation and conversation.
As we all know, the last head of Feng Shulan had three children, the eldest son was Feng Feishi, the daughter was Feng Juyan, and the youngest son was named Xue Li.
It is said that Feng Feishi and Feng Juyan were born special, they are almost a copy of their children who died early. It should have been reincarnated in the dark, but the old obsessions have been eliminated, and there is still a bit of perfection.
Shi Wuxingxue just thought it was too coincidental.
Only now do I know.
It wasn't a reincarnation at all, but a pair of chaotic souls traveled to the present, and had occupied the body since the baby was born.
Since then, it has become a "bridge" built by Lingtai and Tiandao. :,,.