"The Infinite Sect? But something happened to Song Chungui?"
"That's right."
"What happened, how would you know, and what does it have to do with Xu Zhinan." Xie Bian asked one after another.
"Li Zhiqing forced Song Chungui to leave the Wuliang Sect. Although Song Chungui is powerful, the Wuliang Sect is the family business of the Li family after all. How can those surnamed Li allow a cripple from a poor background to sit on the throne, and Lei Zubaogao is also there. In Li Zhiqing's hands, there is now a stalemate. Li Zhiqing invited all sects to the Wuliang Sect to uphold justice. His reason was that the head of the Wuliang Sect is not only related to the Wuliang Sect, but also the leader of the Immortal League. It should be elected by all the sects together. "
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes slightly: "There is fraud."
Li Zhiqing's move is really unpredictable. This person's qualifications are mediocre. Apart from being the son of Li Buyu, he has no prestige in the world of cultivating immortals. In the world of cultivating immortals, especially after Li Buyu's notorious death, who wouldn't be afraid to avoid him
Besides, to say that the head of the Wuliang Sect is equal to the leader of the Immortal League is also absurd. In the years when Xu Zhinan used Qi Mengsheng's body to commit crimes, the Cangyu Sect was in full swing and the world of cultivating immortals was declining, many sects deliberately turned to the Cangyu Sect , now that the Cangyu Sect is also finished, then if this almost icy fairy alliance can be brought back to life, if a leader can be elected, considering many aspects such as family background, status, wealth, talent, cultivation base, reputation, etc. It should be Lan Chuanhan.
With Lan Chuihan's life and death still unknown, Song Chungui could make a passable choice. After all, no one in his generation could do better than Lan Chuihan. In short, Li Zhiqing couldn't be counted.
Although Li Zhiqing's talent is not good, but his head is very shrewd, how can he not know, this makes his behavior look very strange, there must be a monster if something goes wrong, and Xu Zhinan also went to Shushan, there must be some conspiracy hidden in it.
Hua Xiangrong said again: "I don't know why Xu Zhinan went to Shushan, but it must have something to do with this matter, I'm worried..." She frowned deeply, "I can't tell, but I have some bad premonitions. "
Xie Bian thought for a moment: "Now I have to go and see, those sects really accepted Li Zhiqing's invitation?"
"Maybe I want to find some small profits in the confrontation between the two factions. After all, no matter which side ultimately controls the Wuliang Sect, it will also have the support of other sects."
Fan Wuxi asked: "In the process of tracking Xu Zhinan, did you find any traces of Jiang Qulian?"
Hua Xiangrong's complexion became even colder: "I've felt a strong lingering yin energy, but I'm not sure it's him, and I don't know exactly when he appeared."
It is indeed impossible for a living person without a soul weapon to pay attention to the ghost king's traces. However, Jiang Qulian must have come to the world for the sake of gold and jade. If they can trace Xu Zhinan, Jiang Qulian should be able to, it depends on who I can get Yuce first.
Xie Bian looked at the verdant and verdant distant mountains: "Go to Yunxi."—
The three rushed to Diancang Peak without stopping.
This time they still put on a disguise, pretending to be monks who came to Yunxi to watch the fun at Li Zhiqing's invitation. Firstly, they did not disturb Xu Zhinan, and secondly, they wanted to see what Li Zhiqing was going to do.
They stayed in an inn in Lanxi Town. Since the turmoil of the Wuliang faction, Lanxi Town has not been this lively for a long time.
When they arrived in Lanxi Town, they heard even more unbelievable news. Li Zhiqing set up a ring in Lanxi Town, and wanted to compete with Song Chungui for the head? !
Now everyone thinks that Li Zhiqing is either crazy or out of his mind, thinking that with Lei Zubao in his hand, he can defeat Gu Wujian Song Chungui
Among the younger generation, Song Chungui and Lan Chuihan were recognized by everyone as the most likely to win the world of cultivating immortals. Both of them are extremely talented and extremely hardworking, especially Song Chungui's experience is very legendary. Given his background, what a dazzling ability he needs to be favored by the leader of the Immortal Alliance who sits high in the clouds, but as a swordsman, he has one arm, and the lack of one arm will seriously affect the balance of the body. Even a slight difference could be fatal, how much inhuman painstaking effort he needed to overcome such a big handicap, and yet still stand out and become the candidate for the future head of the world's number one sect.
Moreover, Song Chungui was upright and upright, and many monks who were not from aristocratic families took him as a role model.
No one believed that Li Zhiqing would be Song Chungui's opponent, even if he had Lei Zubao's patent. Even if Li Zhiqing's mind is not "clear", wouldn't the Li family's clan members prevent him from taking the humiliation of himself
The three of them took a rest and went to look at the arena. Naturally, they were not the only ones who came to see the excitement. There were many discussions in the crowd, laughing at Li Zhiqing's overreaching, and feeling that the Li family who crossed the river and demolished the bridge felt worthless for Song Chungui. . But in any case, everyone is looking forward to this contest.
Xie Bian frowned and looked at the arena for a while. As a temporary construction that could be foreseen to be destroyed, it was made too finely and gorgeously, and its shape was also indescribably weird. Most arenas are square, but this one is a perfect circle. The tripod holding up the arena is covered by a circle of red curtains. Around the arena are inlaid with four huge bronze mythical beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. , each face is ferocious, murderous.
"What exactly does Li Zhiqing want to do?" The more Xie Bian looked at it, the more he felt that this matter was not simple.
"There must be some kind of conspiracy, and it must be aimed at Song Chungui. I'm also curious, does he think that he can defeat Song Chungui with some heresy?" Fan Wuxi snorted, he had fought against Song Chungui before, this person's cultivation base And swordsmanship are worthy of the name.
"Don't underestimate him, he is Li Buyu's son." Xie Bian's eyes turned cold. In his past and present lives, he has suffered a lot from Li Buyu. How could a person like Li Buyu be willing to lose his family fortune? In the hands of outsiders, no matter how powerful Song Chungui was, he might suffer a dark loss.
Hua Xiangrong nodded: "That's right, besides, if Xu Zhinan and Jiang Qulian also come here, things will be even more complicated."
"Brother, let's go back to the inn to rest first, tomorrow on the ring, everything that should be exposed will be exposed."
"Okay." Xie Bian looked at the weird arena again worriedly, then turned and left.
On the way back to the inn, I heard several craftsmen talking about Li Zhiqing buying up all the bronzes in the city. Xie Bian recalled the four bronze beasts, and always felt that there was something to say about this arena, but there were no people around. It is even more puzzling to find any talismans.
It shouldn't be a big deal, it's just for decoration—
When going to bed in the middle of the night, Xie Bian still slept on the bed, and Fan Wuxi slept on the bed. It's not like he didn't have the audacity to get on the bed, but he was kicked out of bed several times, so he had to give up.
What I saw today made Xie Bian suffer from insomnia again. This feeling of knowing it was a conspiracy but being at a loss was like a thick fog in front of my eyes. drop, and they have to walk in.
"Brother." Fan Wuxi asked softly, "Can't sleep?"
"Well, I'm worried about Song Chungui."
"I think his life is pretty tough, it's all right."
"He is a good man. His only shortcoming is his loyalty and filial piety to Li Buyu." After Xie Bian said this, he couldn't help but feel sad. He thought of his mother, knowing that she was wrong, but still couldn't let go. To Song Chungui, Silence is like a teacher like a father.
"That's why he's called a good man." Fan Wuxi turned over and looked at Jie Bian on the bed by the moonlight, even though he could only see the silvery white of the moonlight on his outline, it was still a heart-pounding beauty.
Xie Bian sighed softly.
"Brother can't sleep, let me sing for you."
"What?"
Fan Wuxi coughed lightly, and then hummed a tune. His voice was low and hoarse, but his voice was awkward at this moment: "Is it sung like this, but I forgot the words."
Xie Bian's face suddenly became hot, and he muttered: "Out of tune." The lullaby he used to coax the baby when he was a child, now that the "baby" has grown up, sang it to coax him, which made him feel a little bit Ashamed.
Fan Wuxi laughed lowly and said, "The elder brother sang to me, and I couldn't fall asleep."
In the darkness, Xie Bian seemed to be able to feel the fiery gaze. He turned around and turned his back to Fan Wushi: "Recite the soothing mantra a few times, and you will fall asleep naturally."
Fan Wuxi hummed again, as if he was struggling to find the tune, so it sounded even more awkward, but in this silent night, there was an indescribable tenderness of his own.
Xie Bian closed his eyes. He didn't stop Fan Wushi, nor did he recite the Anshen Mantra, but hummed along with the twisted tune in his heart.
At this moment, they seem to have returned to the midsummer night a hundred years ago. The light curtains are swaying, the fragrance of orchids is faint, a fan brings soft and cool wind, and the elder brother sings a lullaby softly, coaxing the younger ones. Brother, in the end the two brothers fell into a sweet dream together peacefully.
A crystal tear leaked from the corner of Xie Bian's eye.
The two fell asleep together in this silence—
Xie Bian opened his eyes, his body swept away the tiredness of many days, and he relaxed and stretched. He looked down at himself. He was dressed in white, with double-petaled orchids embroidered on the skirt, skirt, sleeves and hem. His favorite set of clothes was sewn for him by his mother and concubine.
He raised his head, and saw a door appearing in front of him, with a golden light rolling between the cracks.
He pushed open the door without hesitation, the flashing white light forced him to cover his eyes, and when he opened it again, he saw a sea of orchids in front of him, all kinds of rare species that he had seen and never seen before, colorful , Prosperous like a piece of brocade, the elegant aroma rushes into the nostrils, directly intoxicating people.
Among the orchids, stood a man in black. He was tall and straight, and his black hair was like the most expensive silk satin, shining brightly in the sun.
Jie Bian blurted out: "Xiao Jiu." Unprepared, he called out like this, his heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't remember why he was so nervous for a while.
The man in black turned around, with a pair of extremely beautiful and charming hanging fox eyes, and a stunning face that fascinated all beings. He smiled and replied affectionately: "Brother."
Hahaha forgot to say, the Red King is subject (#^.^#)