When the clear light fell, Xu Yourong used the holy light technique to heal Chen Changsheng's wounds.
Then, Chen Changsheng used golden needles to unblock Xiao Zhang's veins, and fed him a elixir that soothes blood and unblocks the spirit.
Xiao Zhang didn't thank him, but was very dissatisfied, and said, "Where's the cinnabar pill? Why don't you give me a taste?"
Under the deliberate propaganda of the Li Palace priests headed by An Hua and those fanatical believers, the entire continent now knows the origin and method of cinnabar pill.
This extremely precious and miraculous panacea was refined by His Majesty the Pope with his own holy blood.
Xiao Zhang also knew it, but he didn't care too much, thinking that taking your pills was nothing.
Chen Changsheng explained: "The bottle that was made a few days ago has been sent to the Songshan Military Mansion. If you want to eat it, you have to wait another ten days."
There is no war now, and Xiao Zhang is of great significance to the human race now, so he doesn't care.
But Xu Yourong cared, maybe because she felt sorry for Chen Changsheng, or maybe because the blood in Chen Changsheng's body was mixed with her blood, and they couldn't be separated at all.
In other words, Zhu Shadan has half of him, and should have half of hers, so why do you have the final say
She looked at Xiao Zhang and said, "Are you sure you want to eat?"
Thinking about the previous conversation between her and Yanzhi Mountain Man, Xiao Zhang suddenly felt a little cold, and said, "Take me as a fart."
Looking at this scene, Wang Po was in a good mood and laughed out loud.
Xiao Zhang sneered and said, "Your farts are quite loud, too."
Chen Changsheng asked, "Why did you come?"
This is also a question that Xu Yourong and Xiao Zhang want to know.
Although Mo Shuai didn't show up until the end, there was no problem with the black robe's situation itself.
Xiao Zhang sent back the news through the Xiongzu that the Mozu started chasing and killing them more than ten days ago.
It took two days for Chen Changsheng to receive the news.
Sanctuary powerhouses at the level of Mao Qiuyu and Xiangwang have to face the pressure of the demon army, and they don't know about it at all.
Mao Qiuyu, Xiang Wang and others should have sensed Xiao Zhang's breakthrough tonight.
But the distance between the two sides is too far, even the strongest in the sacred field can't catch up, unless there is a different kind of red resurrection.
The most fundamental reason is the word trust.
Xiao Zhang doesn't like this world, so naturally he doesn't trust it.
In his eyes, people like Mao Qiuyu and King Xiang are more dangerous than the masters of the demon clan.
Just like Su Li did back then.
Or Chen Changsheng.
Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to think about it.
Even if he knew that the demons might set up a trap, he could only break in.
Why did Wang Po appear
The reason why he left Baidi City and Xu Yourong left Shengnv Peak and came to this grassland is because they have a special way of sending messages and they have the fastest speed.
This only shows that Wang Po knew the news beforehand.
Who told him
"The night before yesterday, Huo Yunlin went to Tongyuan and brought a letter with him."
Wang Po said: "That letter is from Luoyang."
There is a Changchun Temple in Luoyang.
Chen Changsheng looked at Wang Po.
Wang Po nodded.
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, and thought to himself, why did Master know about the plot of the Demon Race in advance
"There is a problem with the black robe." Xu Yourong said.
The last conversation she had with Yanzhi Shanren was to confirm this point.
"It seems that your master also has problems. If you want to find out these problems, you may need to go to Luoyang."
The night wind has gradually calmed down, the smoke and dust have subsided, and the sky is faintly white.
Morning light symbolizes the approaching day.
Wang Po said to Xiao Zhang: "Do you want to go with me?"
The white paper rustled, it was Xiao Zhang panting, feeling a little annoyed.
"I'm no worse than you now, do you need me?"
Over the past few decades, Wang Po has really heard so many unreasonable words. Wang Po smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Sure enough, Xiao Zhang was still so arrogant and irritable, with a very bad temper.
Chen Changsheng was very curious as to why he would want to ask himself for help with such a temperament.
The reason given by Xiao Zhang is very simple, but very powerful, and even a little touching.
"I have practiced Taoism for dozens of years, and I have no shame in saying that I have practiced extremely diligently, with deep intentions, and even went into obsession, and finally reached this state, seeing the possibility of crossing the threshold, and dying at this time What a pity to die? Even if you are going to die, let me go and have a look at the scenery over there first."
"Besides, if you can't cross that threshold, dying in battle on the snowy field is considered tragic, and it doesn't matter, but now that the human race is about to win, and I can be promoted to the sanctuary, then I am useful, so how can I Die casually? I have to live more carefully."
If he crossed that threshold, his strong love and hatred, doubts about the world, pride and indulgence must be temporarily put aside.
Because he needs to live, to live for the human race, in other words, he is no longer himself, at least no longer just himself.
Wang Po was a little comforted, Chen Changsheng was a little emotional, Xu Yourong was a little silent, thinking to himself, does the scenery behind the threshold really have such a big influence on ascetics
The morning breeze was a little cold, but the atmosphere was a little warm, but Xiao Zhang didn't like it very much.
He likes to be awed and feared, not admired and liked.
He is used to a life with a cool tone, so in order to avoid the conversation from turning into a warm heart dialogue, he changed the subject somewhat abruptly.
"Your combined swordsmanship is really amazing."
Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong and said.
Although it was a blunt change of subject, his expression was very serious because he was telling the truth.
The combined swordsmanship in this sentence refers to the combined swords of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, but it is not limited to this, it also includes the cooperation between the two of them when fighting the Yanzhi Mountain people.
That kind of seamless and free-wheeling cooperation, as if the stars reflected in the river, must require the two people's minds to be completely connected.
Everyone knows that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are a Taoist couple, but everyone knows that the most difficult thing in the world is to communicate with one another.
Even if it is difficult for mother and child, comrades who share life and death, and couples who have been married for many years, why can they
Even people like Xiao Zhang praised him, and Chen Changsheng was a little happy, but also a little worried.
Firstly, it was difficult to answer this question, and secondly, Yourong was in a bad mood tonight, and he was worried that an inappropriate answer would make her even more unhappy.
Xiao Zhang looked back and forth between him and Xu Yourong, and said, "Is there any problem between you two?"
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"Is there something wrong between the two of you?"
The starlight fell on the courtyard, turning the blue bricks into silver, and turning the goose yellow sleeves into bud yellow.
Looking at the folded sleeves outside the fence, Qi Jian felt a little uneasy, and tightly clutched the sleeves with both hands.
If it was a few years ago, he should be staring at these silver bricks at this time, because he likes silver the most.
Otherwise, he should be staring at himself. He likes to look at this dress the most, and he likes to look at himself the most.
Since when did everything start to change
Looking at Zhexiu's back, Qijian looked a little lonely.
Zhexiu didn't mean to turn around, nor did he directly answer the question.
"Don't think about it, go to bed early, I'll be back later."
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The courtyard is on the side of the mountain behind Qingxia, and in front of it is a grassland, which looks like a beautiful felt under the starlight.
There is a small path leading to the depths of the grassland. It should have been stepped on by people. It looks like a white thread on the felt.
Zhexiu has stayed here for many years, even though he hasn't married Qijian yet, the entire Li Mountain has already acquiesced.
It's just that no one can contact Su Li, so this matter can only be delayed temporarily.
Zhexiu was still silent, the lines of his face were softer, and his sleeves and trousers were no longer as short as they were back then.
Every few days he would go to the front mountain to listen to the sword sounds of the head of the Li Mountain Sword Sect. The sudden illness healed a lot. Although he hadn't recovered yet, he hadn't had an attack for several years.
His realm also improved very quickly. In the early spring, the peach blossom trees outside the courtyard fence bloomed overnight, and he finally reached the peak of the star-gathering realm.
Coupled with the special ability brought about by the mixed blood of wolves and humans, his current combat power is really terrifying. Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu are no longer his opponents, and Bai Cai can't do three tricks under his hands, even with those In the battle with the elders of the sword hall, he can not lose the wind.
To come to this grassland from Li Mountain, one needs to pass the sword path on the Qingxia. During the day, some elders and some disciples would come to this grassland to practice swords. At night, the prairie was silent, except for him, Qijian and the girl who lived on the big tree deep in the prairie.
Looking at the big tree in the distance, Zhe Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were a little sharp.
It is very strange that there is such a big tree in the endless grassland.
The big tree can only be hugged by a crowd of more than ten people. Its surface is very smooth, as if it has no bark. There are very few branches and forks. It looks a little dense, and it looks a little bare. If you look at it from a distance, it really looks like a sword.
Walking under the big tree, Zhe Xiu raised his head and looked up.
"You came?"
"You came!"
As if sensing his gaze, two voices rang out.
The two voices were in no particular order, as if they sounded at the same time, but they were very clearly separated from each other, and it was absolutely impossible for people to hear the two sentences as being spoken by the same person.
There was a voice that was crisp, full of aura, and full of surprises.
The other voice was extremely soft and slightly hoarse, which sounded very lazy.
The night wind blew slightly, and the blue light flowed, and the two women landed beside Zhe Xiu.
The two girls are both beautiful, but their clothing and styles are completely different.
A woman is wearing a plain long dress, her whole body is tightly covered, nothing is exposed, she does not apply makeup, her face is facing the sky, she is extremely beautiful, her eyes are wide open looking at Zhexiu, her expression is very innocent and lovely, her hands are But he carefully held Zhexiu's sleeve.
The other woman was dressed in red, with loose black hair and a slightly wet feeling. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyelashes blinked lightly, and she had a variety of charms. Seemingly inadvertently, he gently squeezed Zhexiu's upper arm with a soft elastic tower.
One is touching, one is seductive, one is pure, and the other is alluring. It is probably difficult for any man in the world to resist this temptation.
Zhexiu didn't react at all, and he didn't show hesitation or even disgust like a moral gentleman.
He is not a moral gentleman, and he knows these two women and knows that they are beautiful, but they are not real people, but spirit bodies.
They are the two wings of Nanke, called Huacui and Ningqiu.
That year in Xueling, Nanke was seriously injured and had a brain attack, and his wings disappeared. Even if he appeared, he couldn't imitate an adult.
It wasn't until a certain night not long ago that they reappeared, and it was from that night that Zhe Xiu would often come to this big tree.
The light wings waved silently, and Hua Cui Ningqiu flew up with folded sleeves.
In Zhexiu's eyes, the smooth surface of the big tree looks like the road that is constantly receding.
After several tens of feet, the branches and leaves grew, and the greenness gradually flourished, giving it a feeling of luxuriance.
Someone built a tree house on a tree, and there is a three-foot-wide platform in front of it. Standing there, you should be able to see the magnificent sunset on the grassland.
Zhexiu walked into the tree house.
Nanke squatted on the floor, holding his knees with his left hand, resting his head on his knees, holding a branch in his right hand, and was drawing something on the ground.
Hearing footsteps, she raised her head, looked at Zhe Xiu and said, "You're here."
This is a declarative sentence, without any emotion, just like her voice, it is still as straight as before, without any ups and downs.
The distance between her eyes is still a little wide, and her expression is still a little dull, but it is much better than it was back then.
Zhengjian Qingyin, the head of Lishan Sword Sect, is really powerful. Apart from Zhexiu's whim, it is also very beneficial to her.
Zhexiu didn't chat with her, and asked directly: "Have you thought about it yet?"
Because it is too direct, it seems a bit dull, which can also be understood as tough.
Nan Ke said, "You have been asking me twenty-nine nights in a row."
Zhe Xiu said, "You still have one more day."
Nan Ke said, "I haven't thought it through yet."
Zhexiu was silent for a while, then said: "If the answer is still the same tomorrow, I will kill you."
Nanke said: "If you are wary of me, you should tell the people of Lishan Sword Sect and join hands with them to kill me. Why do you come to ask me this question every night?"
Yes, she had woken up, just twenty-nine days ago.
That night, Nanke's wings reappeared on the grassland, bringing out a strange and beautiful green light.
Zhexiu saw the green light and knew about it, so he came to the big tree and asked her a question.
Until tonight, Nanke still couldn't give the answer he wanted.
"Chen Changsheng entrusted you to me, so I have the responsibility to take care of you. I don't want you to die."
Zhexiu said: "And you are her relatives, if you die in Lishan, she should be very sad."
Nan Ke put the branch in his hand on the floor and said, "But you will still kill me in the end."
Zhe Xiu said: "You can stay here."
This is the answer he wants to hear from Nan Ke.
Nanke quietly looked at the grassland under the night, and said: "The human race is about to go to war, of course I want to go back."
Although the hatred between her and the current Demon King is as deep as sea, she is the princess of the Demon Race after all.
"Back to Snow Old City, you are the enemy."
Zhexiu said: "So I won't let you leave, even if I want to kill you."
Nanke said, "I have to think about it again."
Her voice is still very straight, without ups and downs, without emotion.
Zhexiu looked at her quietly, and suddenly said, "Okay."
After saying this word, he walked out of the tree house.
The branch on the floor suddenly and silently turned scorched black, then turned to ashes.
Between the platforms outside the house, two green wings of light are slowly flowing, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.
Looking at Zhexiu's back, Nanke's face showed no expression, as if looking at a dead person.