Zhao Ge

Chapter 18: The hanging river flows backwards

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Li Xin, who was half-kneeling on the martial arts stage, stood up unsteadily leaning on the double blades with demon pupils, and fell to the ground with a "plop" after walking two steps. The elder of the outer sect on the side seemed to have just woken up from a dream. After loudly announcing Bailishu's victory, he hurriedly ordered his disciples to take Li Xin down.

Qin Jiu put down the wine jug that was still in his hand.

He was well aware of Li Xin's strength. Against Li Xin, Qin Jiu had no more than a 50% chance of winning, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be as calm and casual as Baili Shu. This was a completely crushing battle, Li Xin was like an ordinary person trying to challenge a fairy, every blow with all his strength, he stood up like an ant.

The "domain" that broke out at the end was not so much a hard blow as a desperate struggle.

— Then the fairy robe sleeves were lightly waved, and they were torn off like a whisk, and then floated away.

Is this the strength of Tianwaixian

It was really scary.

He let out a long breath, and when the cold wind in the valley blew, he realized that he was already covered in cold sweat.

Sweeping around, Qin Jiu saw dignified expressions on many familiar faces. He sneered, Baili Shu seldom did anything, and seldom appeared in front of others. Over the years, many people have been eyeing the position of senior brother of Jiuxuanmen. After this battle, many people may have to reconsider.

I'm afraid that after today, the reputation of "Nine Mysteries, Hundred Miles, One Sword, Shocking the World" will be added again.

Qin Jiu shook the jug in his hand, not only walking slowly towards his previous small shop. He raised his neck, and Gulu took a sip of wine. Once the spirit known as "Red Ghost" entered his throat, it rolled down like a knife between his chest and abdomen.

The disciples of Jiuxuanmen who were watching made way for Qin Jiu, who was acting like a fool.

Qin Jiu passed by Shen Changge when he was leaving. Shen Changge lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, there was no mask-like smile on his face, and his breath was a little low. Qin Jiu glanced at him sideways and sneered.

Dry veins.

Different from the steepness and sharpness of Lifeng, the main peak of the Jiuxuanqian character line that symbolizes the sky in the gossip is peaceful. The law is natural.

Shen Changge sat in his room, facing a piece of Jinzhi rice paper, seemingly thoughtful, with his sleeves half rolled up, holding a Langhao pen.

Jinzhi Xuan Paper, which was produced exclusively for the royal family of Kuizhou in the Jin Tang Dynasty, is as snowy in color and as tough as brocade. A closer look reveals that there are natural patterns on it made by traditional techniques, and those patterns subtly form blossoming plum blossoms. In the secular world, this kind of paper is hard to find. Due to the complicated manufacturing process, only ten batches are produced in one year, and all of them are paid tribute to the royal family.

But seven tenths of it were paid tribute by the royal family to Jiuxuanmen, which is located in the northeast of Jintang and bordered with Chen State.

Shen Changge pondered for a long time, then slowly wrote on the paper:

"Souls and souls, who are the ones? Where do the dead go, and the living weep..."

It was the words that Baili Shu broke to Li Xinzhi's "Yuan" that day.

"The gate of the Nine Nethernesses is wide open, and the stubborn spirit can't bear it..." He read in a low voice. After writing the last word, he paused, wrote two more lines in smaller characters on the paper, and then stopped writing. .

After writing, Shen Changge whistled.

A palm-sized bird swept up from the bookshelf behind him, and lightly landed on his left.

Shen Changge touched this spirit bird, which looked no different from an ordinary Lingxiao bird: "You have to work hard again."

The spirit bird chirped twice, and gave him a couple of affectionate slaps.

Watching the spirit bird fly away, Shen Changge picked up the folding fan on his left hand.

This yin and yang fan, which made Shen Changge famous, has a bone made of asparagus wood, which has a texture that looks like jade but not jade, like gold but not gold, and it is extremely warm to the touch. Usually, this fan looks like the folding fan in the hands of the worldly romantic son, but with such a seemingly thin folding fan, Shen Changge was evenly matched with Xuan Lifeng Hezhou a few days ago.

For those who look down on this folding fan, most of the weeds are already high on the grave.

"I don't know if we can clean up the person surnamed He on the way to Medicine Valley."

Shen Changge smiled and opened the folding fan.

The black and white Tai Chi pattern on the fan rotates slowly.

After the contest between Huishi Yanwutai and Li Xin, Bailishu's reputation in Jiuxuanmen became stronger than ever, and the reputation of Jiuxuan's first genius was confirmed again.

The news that Bailishu broke Li Xin's "domain" with a higher understanding of artistic conception reached Elder Limai Qin's ears. Elder Qin, who was making alchemy, was really fired up, and the good pill was scrapped on the spot. For this reason, for a period of time, Elder Qin reprimanded his disciples every day, making Limai disciples miserable.

It wasn't until a few days later that Li Xin, who was the personal disciple of Elder Qin, broke through to the stage of transformation, and then saved the disciple Limai who was in dire straits.

But none of this has anything to do with Baili Shu.

According to the order of the master Yi Heping, he will take Jiuxuan disciples to Medicine Valley in a few days.

On the surface, Baili Shu went here to celebrate the birthday of the master of the medicine valley, but in fact, he wanted to find the master of the medicine valley to cure his illness.

These days, Bailishu carefully checked the many miscellaneous notes hand scrolls sent by Qin Jiu. These hand scrolls of miscellaneous notes have nothing to do with practice, and most of them record local customs and legends, which have always been disdained by immortal cultivators. It is no wonder that Qin Jiu said with a smile, "Poor junior, just take it away."

Baili Shu coughed a few times in a low voice.

At the end of that day, although the understanding of artistic conception broke Li Xin's "territory", in fact, Bailishu himself was no better than Li Xin. After all, he had just gone mad a few days ago, his internal breath was unstable, and when he finally broke through the domain, the mobilization of spiritual consciousness involved the circulation of true energy, and he almost couldn't suppress the hidden poison.

But in the end it was right.

"The hanging river flows backwards..." The yellowed pages of the book rested between his pale fingers, and Baili Shu stared at a line of inconspicuous description and fell into deep thought.

It was a short record: "In spring, Yanmen County suddenly warmed up, the hanging river flowed backwards, and the city wall was destroyed for ten miles. People thought that the earth was overturned, and everyone was shocked."

After staring for a long time, a faint smile flashed across Bailishu's bloodless lips.

He closed the scroll, put on his long coat and stood up.

If nothing unexpected happens, going to Medicine Valley, you can get something.