When Zhang Xiaofan woke up, it was already dark, probably he had slept for at least five or six hours, but Bi Yao still didn't wake up, both hands tightly clutching his clothes, looking like a frightened and timid child, Who would have guessed that she is actually an important figure in the Demon Cult!
Zhang Xiaofan put his hands under his head, listening to the "whirling" sound of the trees being blown by the wind in the forest, suddenly, he thought of the bamboo forest on Qingyun Mountain, didn't they also make such a sound
These days, I disappeared under the ancient cave of ten thousand bats. The news may have already spread back to Dazhufeng. I wonder if Senior Sister Linger will be a little sad when she finds out? However, if I suddenly appeared in front of her, she would definitely be happy too! He would definitely grab my hand, excitedly, laughing and cursing: Brat, I knew you wouldn't die so easily!
There was a smile on his face in the dark night, and even his eyes were so bright in the dark night, but he didn't see that beside him, there was another pair of bright eyes. I don't know when it started, Looking at him quietly.
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It was dawn again, and the birdsong sounded in the mountains, which was crisp and sweet.
Zhang Xiaofan walked to the edge of the stream, put his hands together, splashed a handful of water on his face, the cool feeling penetrated to the bottom of his heart. He checked his left hand, took off the bandage, and found that the broken bone was almost healed. He was happy, took off the fire stick tied to his hand and put it in his waist, and moved his left hand vigorously. Sure enough, there was nothing serious. hinder.
"Is your hand ready?" Baguio came from behind him, glanced at him, and then squatted down to wash his face with the stream water.
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaofan said cheerfully: "It's nothing serious, it doesn't hurt or hurt."
Baguio gently wiped the water droplets on her face with her sleeve, and said, "Don't move around, it hurts your muscles and bones, you should rest for a while."
"Understood." Zhang Xiaofan responded casually, then looked at Baguio, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Miss Biguio, now we are lucky to save our lives and escape from the belly of the mountain, you and I count it, count it as an accomplice We made a friend, but after all we have different ways and we don’t seek each other, so let’s break up here today.”
Bi Yao squatted by the water, didn't get up, but her body seemed to shake, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't see her expression, after a while, she heard her deep voice: "Oh, is it different way?"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said: "Yes, I am the righteous way, you are the demon sect, my teacher taught me since I was a child, there is no balance between good and evil, see you next time, I'm afraid you and I are enemies and not friends. You care in the belly of the mountain I saved me, I am really grateful in my heart, this kindness, if there is fate in the future, I will naturally repay you."
Baguio stared blankly at the hazy figure reflected in the clear water, and said in a low voice, "Will you repay me?"
Zhang Xiaofan responded, and said: "Yes, we have clear grievances and grievances, if you hadn't saved me, I would never have survived, if there is a place for me to serve in the future, I will certainly do it." When he said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong , hastily added another sentence: "But you can't let me do something that is not good for the teacher's morality."
Baguio suddenly stood up, turned her head, and said: "I think you are also a talent, why don't you join our holy religion! I recommend you to my father, he has always loved talents, and he will certainly be willing to use you again. It’s better than being an obscure cook on the Big Bamboo Peak.”
Zhang Xiaofan's expression darkened immediately, he said: "Miss Bi Yao, don't talk nonsense, I am a righteous person, I would rather die than fall into the evil way, in my opinion, being a little cook on the Big Bamboo Peak is better than being a cook It’s much better to call the wind and call the rain in your Demon Cult.”
There was a sneer at the corner of Baguio's mouth, and his words became bitter and indifferent, he said: "People in the righteous way? You people in the righteous way have made no fewer evils than us people in the devil way! Back then when the righteous and demons fought, your gods and ancestors were different. Just kill, old and weak women and children will not be spared!"
"Nonsense!" Zhang Xiaofan was furious: "These are all good things done by your Demon Cult, you think I don't know, back then you killed Yingye and ruined lives..."
Baguio said angrily: "Did you see those with your own eyes? It wasn't your teacher who told you. How could they tell you the truth for their own face?"
Zhang Xiaofan sneered, and said: "Then you have seen it with your own eyes? You tell me here that the right way is evil and the devil religion is right. Isn't it your elders whitewashing the words of their ancestors!"
Bi Yao was stunned, unable to speak for a moment, Zhang Xiaofan looked at her twice, thinking about the life and death with her in the past, his heart softened, he lowered his voice, and said softly: "Miss Bi Yao, Regardless of what happened to the predecessors, let's leave him alone, but our Qingyun sect has strict rules and regulations, strictly prohibiting disciples from interacting with people in the demon sect. I am older than Qingyun and dare not violate it. Let's just say goodbye today! See you in the future if there is a destiny If you can repent and turn to the light, I, Zhang Xiaofan, will definitely protect you with my wealth and life, so that you can enter the right way..." He spoke eloquently, but stopped while speaking.
I saw Baguio's sneer and sneer: "You guys who are righteous, you can't invite me to go, and you are talking about abandoning the dark and turning to the bright. Forget it, I will show you a clear way. If you don't go, go and be your righteous person! See you later, I will take your head first!"
Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, he only felt that this woman turned her face faster than turning a book, but after all, he had no intention of arguing, and when facing Biguio, he always felt that there was something he owed, so he cupped his hands and said: "Treasure." After speaking, he turned around, He walked away without looking back.
Baguio watched him walk away without looking back once. After his figure disappeared into the woods, suddenly, his heart felt empty, as if he had lost something important, and he lost all energy. , sat down slowly. His eyes drifted away, he inadvertently glanced at the pile of ashes from the fire where Zhang Xiaofan roasted the rabbit last night, he was stunned in place, and unexpectedly shed tears unknowingly.
She looked at the pile of ashes, and sat like this for an unknown amount of time, until she suddenly realized that the clear and clear birdsong in the woods behind her suddenly quieted down, as if she felt some terrible ominous smell. Dare to speak up.
Then, she saw a black figure slowly moving out from behind her, enveloping her.
Although it was daytime, somehow the sky seemed to be gloomy.
Bi Yao suddenly turned her head, stared blankly at the person behind her, after a while, she suddenly cried out sadly: "Father!..." and threw herself into the arms of that person.
The shadow seemed to be taken aback for a moment, as if he had never thought that Baguio would do such a thing, but he was glad to see his daughter escaped from the catastrophe, but he couldn't hide his joy any longer.
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Zhang Xiaofan walked in this forest for a day before he came out of the boundary of Kongsang Mountain. Originally, if he walked by the sky, he could have come out in half a day, but considering the injury of his left hand, he was willing to walk a little longer, but this Kongsang Mountain It has always been sparsely populated, and no one can be seen on this road.
After spending the night in the barren mountains and ridges, Zhang Xiaofan walked on the official road, not to mention the road became more spacious, and there were gradually more people. He asked pedestrians on the road, inquired about the direction of the road, and headed north.
This day at noon, the sun was in the middle of the day, it was very hot, Zhang Xiaofan had driven for half a day, he was quite hungry and thirsty, he saw a small tea stand by the roadside, it was propped under a big tree by the roadside, there were already five or five people sitting in it The six guests, looking at the shade, walked over, bought a bowl of tea to drink, and sat down to have a rest by the way.
Not to mention, the tea in this small tea stand is really cool and thirst-quenching, Zhang Xiaofan drank a bowl, and immediately felt comfortable, as if the day wasn't so hot anymore, he thought to himself, seeing that the injury on his hand had already healed, In the afternoon, I found a secluded place and flew back with Yukong. It was faster and I could see Master earlier.
Thinking about it, he naturally thought that he would see his senior sister Tian Ling'er soon, and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. At this moment, a gentle voice was heard from the side of the road: "Boss, bring me a bowl of tea."
A rare breeze blew past at noon, causing the branches and leaves of the big tree to sway, revealing bits of broken sunlight, and scattered them to the ground. The owner of the tea stand in his fifties agreed, and leaned over to pour the tea, Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently glanced over and couldn't take it back.
A middle-aged literati, with thin eyebrows and a square face, looks elegant, but his eyes are piercing, and his forehead is full, but in this elegance, he has an imposing manner without anger. , exquisite and translucent, with a hint of auspiciousness, you can tell it's not ordinary at a glance.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at it for a while, and suddenly realized that he was overwhelmed by the demeanor of this middle-aged scribe, he just felt that when he walked in, including himself, there were five or six guests who were drinking tea together at the tea stand, but unexpectedly They were all silent and unable to speak, being suppressed by this person's aura.
Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his gaze, but he was slightly amazed in his heart, at the same time, he was greatly disappointed by the bearing of this middle-aged scribe, although looking at this person is not very handsome, but this temperament from the inside is really rare.
The scribe entered the tea stall, took the tea offered by the boss, sat down casually, and began to taste the tea slowly. The guests who were chatting and laughing around were all silent now. Inside the tea stand, the atmosphere was a bit strange for a while, but only the middle-aged scribe was calm and unaware of the situation around him, drinking there alone. Tea break.
After a while, the other guests either had enough rest, or finished their tea, and left one by one to check out, the boss came over to clean up the bowls, under the big tree, only Zhang Xiaofan and the middle class were left. There are two young scribes.
Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel uncomfortable, but after sitting for a while, he felt that he had rested, and when he was thinking of paying the bill and leaving, he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Little brother .”
Zhang Xiaofan was startled, he heard the gentle and familiar voice, turned his head, saw the scribe was smiling peacefully at him, he asked in surprise: "This gentleman, did you call me?"
The scribe smiled and nodded, "Exactly." He stood up and walked over slowly. Zhang Xiaofan followed him and stood up, when he got close, he clasped his fists and said, "May I ask what's the matter?"
The middle-aged scribe looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, said: "No, it's just that the journey is lonely, and the little brother is pleasing to the eye, come over and have a chat, little brother doesn't mind!"
Zhang Xiaofan quickly shook his head and said: "It's nothing, sir, please sit down!"
The scribe smiled and nodded, "Come on, little brother, sit down too!"
The two sat down, the scribe looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said: "May I ask your name, little brother?"
Zhang Xiaofan grew up in Caomiao Village since he was a child, and was later taken in by Qingyun Sect. In these years, he has hardly spoken to outsiders except Dazhufeng of Qingyun Mountain. Days spent trapped under do not count.
He was talking to this scribe at this moment, somehow in his heart, he had some respect for this person, and then he respectfully said: "Don't dare, I'm Zhang Xiaofan, what is your name, sir?"
The scribe first read a sentence: "Zhang Xiaofan," nodded, smiled slightly, and said: "My surname is Wan, and I come from cursive characters."
"Ten thousand people go!" Zhang Xiaofan recited it in his heart, the name sounds ordinary, but it makes people feel like a gold and iron horse, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look at him, the tens of thousands of people had a gentle face, but the eyebrows The prestige among them seems to be innate, and it is extremely heavy. With this name, it has the meaning of controlling all people.
Ten thousand people looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, smiled and said: "Excuse me for asking one more question, is Brother Zhang a true cultivator?"
Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, after he, Qi Hao and other four people went down the mountain, for convenience on the road, they all changed Qingyun's clothes and put on ordinary clothes, they looked no different from ordinary people, I don't know who this middle-aged man is How did you get it.
He was just astonished when he wanted to ask the middle-aged man how he knew this, but he saw the middle-aged man smiled slightly, pointed to the north, and said, "Excuse me, Brother Zhang, but Qingyun Mountain Gate, the number one sect of the Righteous Way now down?"
Zhang Xiaofan was even more shocked, couldn't help but stood up, looked at the crowds of people, surprised and said: "Brother Wan, you, how did you know?"
Thousands of people smiled and waved their hands, saying: "Please sit down, please sit down."
After Zhang Xiaofan sat down slowly, everyone smiled and said: "I see that you are full of energy, little brother Zhang, you have not looked tired all the way, looking at your young age, you are better than many people in their prime. Fang In today's world, cultivating the Tao is prevalent, and you must be a person with unique skills."
Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and thanked him humbly, but couldn't help but said: "Then how did you know about my sect?"
Ten thousand people casually smiled and said: "Without him, I see that my little brother is busy in the world, can't stop looking north, with a look of yearning on his face, as if returning home like an arrow, and in the north, the closest and most famous sect of cultivation is here. It’s Qingyunmen. Speaking of it, I’m just making wild guesses and talking nonsense, which made little brother Zhang laugh.”
Zhang Xiaofan hastily said: "Where is it, sir is so perceptive, you and I have never met before, you can see it at a glance, really admire, admire!" He said these few words from the bottom of his heart.
Ten thousand people smiled slightly, and said: "Qingyun's family has been famous for a long time in the world of cultivation. It has a long history and profound Taoism. It is admired by people all over the world. The little brother entered the famous family at a young age. The future is limitless. !"
When Zhang Xiaofan heard the word "unlimited", his heart moved, and he thought of Qi Hao from Longshou Peak for no reason, and finally Lin Jingyu's shadow flashed in his mind, he shook his head and said: "Mr. The disciple Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger is a piece of rotten wood, worthless."
Wan Wan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I never thought that Brother Zhang would tell jokes."
Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so he asked him: "Brother Wan looks so dusty, where is he going?"
Ten thousand people stood up leisurely, put their hands behind their backs, looked up at the sky, and said: "The world is so big and boundless. I travel around the world, mountains and ancient marshes, and go as I please."
"Ah!" Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed, "So that's how it is."
Wan Wan looked back at Zhang Xiaofan, suddenly a strange smile flashed across his face, he said: "Since Brother Zhang is a member of Qingyun's sect, he must have advanced Taoism."
Zhang Xiaofan quickly shook his head, said: "No, no, I'm just a worthless person in Qingyun Sect, how can I say that Taoism is profound."
Wan Wan smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Zhang, you are being polite. I have an unfeeling request, and I hope you will grant it to me, Brother Zhang."
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, said: "Brother Wan, please tell me."
Ten thousand people came and said: "I have admired you and other masters of cultivation since I was a child, but I have not had enough opportunities to enter the door, and it is my dream for the masters to be able to control the magic weapon and walk to the nine heavens. For decades, no one Day is not longing for a magic weapon of the immortal family to see it. Brother Zhang is a disciple of a famous family, I wonder if I can fulfill my little wish?" After saying that, he bent down deeply and made a big gift.
Zhang Xiaofan was dumbfounded, seeing the thousands of people going to salute, he panicked and hurriedly supported him, he was really embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment, he still looked at him expectantly, sighed, and said: "Don't be afraid Brother Wan's jokes, it's not that I don't want to show Brother Wan, it's just, it's just that the magic weapon doesn't show up in front of the hall, I'm afraid it will hinder..."
Ten thousand people immediately said: "What's the matter, the magic weapon of the fairy family, there is no reason why it should not be put on the stage."
Zhang Xiaofan's face was reddish, after all he couldn't put his face down, he pulled out the fire stick from his waist and handed it over. Seeing him handing over such a thing, Wan Wan's expression of surprise flashed on his face, but then disappeared, and he took it solemnly.
Zhang Xiaofan saw his look in his eyes, smiled wryly and said: "Don't say it's you, even the people in my teacher's school often laugh at me." After saying this, Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly startled, he just felt that he had a good day today It was strange, in front of this stranger, how could I seem to be willing to say anything to him.
Those ten thousand people didn't notice Zhang Xiaofan, their eyes were all on the fire stick, although his expression was serious at first, but his eyes were still a little casual, but gradually, he seemed to see something, not only his face sank, but also His eyes were fixed on this ugly black stick.
Zhang Xiaofan was watching from the side, only thought that these ten thousand people looked so strange, he held a one-foot-long fire stick in front of him, looked at it carefully, held it with his right hand, and gently stroked the stick with the slender five fingers of his left hand , clicked lightly, being extremely careful, couldn't help asking: "Brother Wan, is there anything wrong?"
Ten thousand people seemed to wake up from a dream, hesitated for a moment, returned the fire stick to Zhang Xiaofan, said: "Brother Zhang, because I admire the way of immortality, I have read some books on this subject, and I have some words to tell. Ask brother Zhang."
Zhang Xiaofan said: "Please tell me!"
Ten thousand people glanced at the firestick and said, "Brother Zhang, does this magic weapon contain your blood essence?"
Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, in an instant his mind flashed the horrible scene in the valley behind Dazhu Peak, he stood up abruptly, pointed at thousands of people and said, "You, what did you say?"
Ten thousand people glanced at him, and said slowly: "Brother Zhang, this magic weapon is two things combined into one?"
One of the deepest secrets in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, now this person uttered it, this shock is no small matter, he just felt a buzzing in his head, he was speechless.
Ten thousand people looked at Zhang Xiaofan's astonished expression, they knew that what they expected was right, they saw that he seemed to lower his head slightly, as if he remembered something, he sighed vaguely, and said: "You don't know! The beads on this stick , was originally a sacred object of the Demon Cult."
Zhang Xiaofan became more and more startled, almost holding his breath, but there was a voice deep in his heart, as if sneering: "You knew it, you knew it, this stick is so evil, it is naturally a demon The evil thing taught."
"You, what did you say?" Zhang Xiaofan panted heavily, staring at him, saying every word.
"This bead is a relic of the black-hearted old man, the patriarch of the Demon Cult, eight hundred years ago." Wan Wan's words were like nails, nailed into Zhang Xiaofan's heart word by word: "The name is 'Blood-devouring Bead' .”
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, he held his breath, thousands of thoughts went through his mind, but there was always one image that he couldn't get rid of: that skeleton in the secret cave in the belly of Kongsang Mountain!
Ten thousand people looked at him in shock, paused for a moment, but then said indifferently: "Brother Zhang, you know the origin of this bead, but I don't know if you still want to know the origin of this short black stick?"
Zhang Xiaofan's body trembled, he couldn't speak, he just stared straight at Wan Wan.