Chapter 72: Be on guard

It was late at night, the moon was in the sky, and Qinghui shone on the ice and snow on the top of the cold mountain. The mountains and the mountains, the peaks and the caves were all silent. Some people fell asleep in the bedroom and some meditated in the quiet room.
The lights in the library building were dimly lit, and the crowd of Yan Jianping was empty in the daytime. Mountains, birds and animals returned to their nests to rest, and the sound of wind and water became more powerful. The rotating disciples carrying lanterns patrolled the mountain roads everywhere, and looked like fireflies flying in the mountains. This is the most common cold mountain night.
On such a night, Chong Bifeng welcomed a young guest. That was the boy holding the sword, named Madoka, who served the head.
The little boy walked in a hurry to go to the main residence of Feng, but the road was stopped by a group of bad disciples from Chong Bifeng, rubbing his face and pinching his shoulders.
He anxiously said: "I have something important, let me see the Bifeng Lord."
"Yeah, Madoka is coming!"
"Can you have any urgent matters? Come and squeeze your shoulders!"
"Don't pinch? That Senior Brother pinches your shoulder!"
Madoka is not as timid as Xiaohuai in Changchun Peak, but she can't help but bemused. At this time, she can't help but get blushed with anxiety. Suddenly he seemed to see a savior and shouted: "Brother Zhang is here!"
The playful disciples immediately stopped and gave way to say hello, "Brother Zhang."
Zhang Suyuan said solemnly: "Don't meditate and practice at night, come out with cute kids?" A group of disciples honestly admitted their mistakes and dispersed like birds and beasts.
Tongdao Tongji said: "Brother Zhang, I am really in a hurry, I want to see Lord Feng!"
Zhang Suyuan smiled and said: "At this time, Master Feng is studying calligraphy and painting in the quiet room, and others should not be disturbed according to the rules. If you have anything, please tell me first."
Dao Tong was very anxious and said things upside down. Zhang Suyuan listened patiently, and finally understood: "You said that the head of the real person went to Jingsi Valley in the afternoon, and he has not come back until now?"
Madoka said anxiously: "Yes! Dao Zun preached the master's narration, the longest time is only one hour, I am a little worried."
Zhang Suoyuan experienced the accidents of the Secret Realm personally, unlike other disciples who didn't know the importance and quickly reported to his master. And Master Chong Bifeng was enjoying his new work before the case. It was a picture of a cold mountain snow scene, magnificent, with half-dried ink. Zhang Suiyuan glanced at the figure while he was too late. It was actually a real person. .
After a cup of tea, the whole Hanshan awakened from his sleep. In addition to the absence of the real person in charge and the Lord Ziyanfeng, more than twenty elders from the Chongbi, Liulan, Yuequefeng, and Wufengfeng leaders, led their disciples and gathered together in the Valley of Meditation. "before.
In the past, there was no such battle at the main summit meeting. More than a thousand people waited for the sword, and the young disciples felt embarrassed. The elder, who was a little older, felt the sword spirit of the ethereal silence in the valley, and remembered the night when the cold mountain was broken and set up a new century a hundred years ago.
Zhong Bifeng's main luck is true, and he said loudly: "Visiting late at night, there are many harassment, please also see Dao-"
Mingyue Yaoyao, night breeze, his voice echoed in the empty valley.
He just dropped his voice and suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Be careful, spread out!"
The rocks in front of them burst apart, and everyone retreated. If countless blasting symbols exploded at the same time, mountain boulders were exploded, and the forest on both sides was like a meteorite rain.
After the smoke and dust, all the people saw the scene in front of them, and the "first line" no longer existed.
On the day when Ji Xiao became holy, Tai Heng Dao Zun created a ray of heaven with magical powers. Until tonight, this passage into and out of the valley was blown up again by Tai Heng.
Deep in the valley, an old, hoarse voice came: "Come."
The valley is brightly lit. The crowd arrayed neatly and carefully entered the valley. Many young disciples came for the first time, and they became uncomfortable with the air from silence to death and became more and more nervous.
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Hanmen City, Hengtong Juyuan.
Qian Yuzhi wore a thin outer robe, sitting in front of the book case, turning over the book, Yu Qishu's soul lamp was lit at the corner of the table case, and it was burning steadily.
Before going to bed, some people like to copy the scriptures and calm the nerves, or read some poems and tunes to help them fall asleep. Before going to bed, Qian Yuzhi only likes to read the account book. He flipped through the pen and entered the account, just like reading the Taoist scripture.
As time passed, he closed his account book and stood up, ready to go to bed. In such a quiet night, Wan Lai is silent, extinguishing the candles and the light is full, and the cloak feels dewy.
Qian Yuzhi took two steps and seemed to be aware of it. When he turned around, he saw the fire of the Soul Lamp swaying and extinguishing before the case, like a weak weed in the wind.
He squinted, his face suddenly changed, and he quickly dressed: "Not good!"
Qian Yuzhi flew downstairs, ran to the courtyard, summoned the flying implement, and suddenly felt something was missing.
The chief executive came up with a lantern, followed by a group of shop nurses and men. The governor saw him with long hair spread, and his expression was impatient, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "What happened?
Qian Yuzhi: "What about my sword?"
The big manager was still awake and confused: "... Are you looking again?"
Qian Yuzhi had to ask again: "What about my sword?" This time it wasn't a question.
No one answered the deep courtyard. Nursing people in the nursing home looked at each other. A moment later, more than sixty feet away, there was a roaring muffled noise from the direction of the underground warehouse, such as thunder and thunder.
The big manager reacted with horror, shouting: "Real people wait, don't!"
It's too late. In the muffled thunder, a stream of light broke through the warehouse, seeing the wall through the wall, seeing the door breaking.
The warehouse was broken, the courtyard wall collapsed, and the smoke and dust rushed to the sky, covering the sky above Hengtong Juyuan.
The streamer came through the wind, and slid into the courtyard. The streamer suddenly slowed down, showing the appearance of a long sword, hovering steadily in front of Qian Yu.
Qian Yuzhi picked up the sword with one hand, and asked before leaving: "Such important things will be kept in a convenient place in the future!"
It's a big deal. You last picked a lamp and wiped your sword, but it happened sixty years ago.
But Xu Xu, the whole street and half of the Hanmen City were awakened by the thunderous thunder. The neighbors of the neighborhood pushed open the windows sleepily, and the probe looked at the collapsed backyard of the "Hengtongjuyuan" One after another.
The sword light is like a meteor, heading straight to Hanshan.
Everyone stood staring in the courtyard staring at the sky, and the young steward whispered, "Real man Qian, is actually a sword repairer."
The big manager nodded. Many years ago, Qian Yuzhi was a handsome young man who walked with swords and turned in white clothes.
Another asked: "What's the real thing Qian Qian is going to do so late?"
The senior manager pondered for a long time, and he replied unsurely: "Do you want to pay?"
He remembered that since the opening of "Hengtong Juyuan" opened, Chong Bifeng's owner came to the store to keep things and only keep accounts, and did not pay. Is it true that the real people can't bear it, and will be hit by Hanshan to collect the money tonight?
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Changchun Peak.
The spring breeze is not as warm as usual. The dark tide surging under the pond gradually wakes up. The water was trembling, the sea was flowing, and Sanjiao circling upstream, avoiding the edge, while chatting with a long, slow tone. When they talked to each other in the past, Yu Qishu stood by the pond and saw three-tailed "koi" spit blisters and spin around. Moon shadow photo Qingbo, among the lotus leaves of the fish opera, a group of peace and ease.
Now he knelt between the mud and sand on the sea floor, listening to the waves of moaning, his head dizzy, his ears tingling, like being hit by a heavy hammer.
San Jiao asked: "What is he doing, is he talking to the sword?"
Erjiao was gloating with joy: "The sword has a bad temper, and now he has just woken up and is very fierce. He must be hacked to death with a sword."
San Jiao laughed: "Ha ha ha ha hacked to death, we can eat meat if we die!"
Day Jiao: "Fool! He is the brother of Ji Xiao! He was hacked to death under our eyelids. Do you want to wait for Ji Xiao to come back and hack him to be buried with him?" Thinking of this, Ju Jiao shivered slightly.
San Jiao immediately turned to laughter and cried, "I don't want to die, I still want to transform the dragon! Ji Xiao said, as long as we painstakingly change and practice hard, he will help us to transform the dragon!"
Each has its own life, and the demon has its own sex. These three larvae were originally the hegemons of the West Sea's abyss calling for wind and rain. They were not vegetarians. They exclusively feed on whale sharks and fishermen on the sea. They do not understand the method of absorbing the spirits of the world. Even though the Sanjiao demon has a profound method, it is like the practitioners are unable to ascend, and there are no dragons in the world. Only the dragon ball on the bottom of the sea, the records of ancient books, and the stories circulated in the Three Realms prove that there were once dragons in this world.
After they were conquered, or conquered by Ji Xiao, they put the hope of Hualong on the "invincible human" and most likely to ascend the real person of Ji Xiao.
Da Jiao said: "What else can I do? That sword is not reasonable!"
The three Jiao have different temperaments, but there is a consensus-Ji Xiao is the most reasonable, and Ji Xiao's sword is the most unreasonable. Since the beginning of the world is waking up, it must be difficult for Hanshan. Yu Qishu's unlucky boy was low-spirited, his flesh was fragile, and he had no power at all. The sword energy of the sword's body could completely crush him into a murky flesh.
Erjiao: "We have to save him! To save him is to save himself!"
Sanjiao: "Save him is Hualong!"
Dajiao lifted his paws under his belly and pointed at Sanjiao: "Finely, you borrowed the demon Dan to protect him!"
Erjiao lifted his claws to agree: "Yes!"
Sanjiao raised his claws and couldn't point to himself: "Yes ... no, why is it me?"
Under the sea, Yu Qishu conveyed to Chukong Wuya: "Do you want to come up? I'll help you!"
When San Jiao saw him dare to hold the sword handle, his eyes were all black.
At the beginning of the world, the sand was pulled out inch by inch, and the sword was sharp and brilliant. The water pressure in the sea suddenly increased, and Yu Qishu only felt that Dao Dao was caught in the current, and wanted to cut him alive. He clenched the hilt and did not loose his hand, his vision was blurred, unaware that he had shed blood, and only vaguely saw a golden light flash in front of him. Immediately afterwards, a stream of warmth poured into the limbs and bones, filling the heart with strength.
Da Jiao looked at San Jiao and said to Er Jiao: "We have tried our best. If this kid dies, Ji Xiao can't blame us!"
Sanjiao howled: "I did my best!"
Tonight, the moon was clear, and I do n’t know when it was a strong wind, and the clouds covered the moon. Changchun Peak shakes the mountain.
A sea of ​​water formed a water tornado, rising from the small pond, and the trees and houses near the pool shattered and were thrown high into the sky.
In the center of the vortex, a sword is rising like a sun breaking through the clouds, rising slowly, the sword body is not dripping, and the radiance shines like Changchun Peak like the day.
If you look closely, there is a person ignorant of life and death at the hilt.
Yu Qishu is like a dead dog, the sound of the water roars in his ear, he clings to Chu Chu Wu Wu: "Brother Jian, brother, calm down, where are you going?"
The long sword flew towards the night sky and crossed a gorgeous arc. If you look at it from a distance, you will think that someone is going to take the sword and the state is high.
...
In the secret of the vast sea, Meng Xueli and his party have seen the undulating outline of the buildings in the Central City.
Ji Xiao said, "I believe."
Meng Xueli saw him with a serious expression, unlike comforting himself, and grateful: "Stop cloud, thank you."
Que Xianming was bragging and chatting with the Jing Di Squad. Suddenly, when he turned around, he saw the two men smiling at each other and ran back to Meng Xueli: "What are you talking about?"
Meng Xueli: "Liao Jixiao may not die."
Que Xianming thought he was joking: "I think you are crazy!"
He quietly whispered to Meng Xueli: "Come and tell the brother, do you like Ji Xiao, or this Xiao Xiaoyun. Do you like old or small?"
Meng Xueli really wanted to hit him: "I like your size!"
Central City is not a city. In the center of the secret area, there is a plain among the arches of mountains and rivers, in which are abandoned palaces. The building is not a mortise and tenon structured wood, but a palace made by cutting and sculpting a large piece of hard white stone. After many years of wind and sand erosion, fighting and destruction, the architectural appearance of palaces, gardens, promenades, courtyard squares, etc. can be identifiable.
It is said that in addition to the ground, there is a palace underground. The Mirage breathed in the underground palace, but no one had seen the Mirage in person except Ji Xiao.
Meng Xueli had seen him when he was the king of the snow mountain. At this time, he touched the towering stone pillars of the central city.
Meng Xueli asked his apprentice: "Stop cloud, you said, is it the magnificent dungeon where the mirage lives, or our Changchun Peak has beautiful scenery? If you choose, where would you live?"
Ji Xiao didn't understand where this kind of question came from. He was inexplicable, and he was afraid that the answer would not make the little fellow angry: "I must live with you ..."
Meng Xueli's heart was calm and he didn't suffer from sour water. He thought, yes, if Ji Xiao made Mirage live better, Ji Xiao's son must follow it, not with me.
The team of Jing Di entered the Central City for the first time. Although it was the first time that Mr. Que Xianming had been wandering the world for many years, he saw the stone carvings and was still a little curious. He forgot to tease Meng Xueli, who was "funny" by the apprentice. .
Song Qianyi turned over the map: "This is the patio, the most remote building in the Central City, there are no people. We have to walk over to the main building complex in order to meet other participants." Here, she actually did not understand why she came to the patio.
Six stone pillars tower high, surrounding an open, flat and round square. The fine scales on the surface of the stone pillars and the square tiles have become indistinct, leaving few impressions.
Que Xianming asked: "What is this patio used for?"
Everyone looked at each other and looked around a stone column again. Meng Xueli: "I don't know."
Jing Di: "Why don't he? No one is here, let's go ahead and see!"
Ji Xiao replied: "Use to look at the sky. Record the shift of the sun shadow, moon shadow and starlight."
Meng Xueli touted the apprentice: "You know so much."
Jing Di: "..."
Song Qianyi: "It is said that the entire mysterious realm was a small world cave built by a powerful man in ancient times. After the powerful soared, this piece of unowned space was left and moved around the land ... It turned out to be a star-loving power. . "
Xu Sanshan: "I think only our team will study this stuff."
Meng Xueli said to his apprentices: "Look, Ji Xiao chose this place as the venue, and it was really hard work. There is great power to ascend, which proves that ascension is not a dream. Everyone who comes here will remember this matter. With the next seed, there is a possibility of rooting and sprouting. As long as the latecomers believe that they can ascend, regardless of the human race and demon race, there will be a day of ascension. "
Que Xianming also heard it and muttered in a low voice: "It's quite mysterious. I think Ji Xiao is digging a dung hole, and you can blow a flower!"
Meng Xueli glared fiercely at him. Que Xianming made a gesture of covering his mouth.
Liu Jing fiddled with the market: "Elder Meng, where are we going now? There are people in the west and east."
Meng Xueli asked: "Are you going to spread a loudspeaker array?"
Liu Jing patted his chest to ensure: "Of course, the simplest basic formation can be clothed with eyes closed. This place is suitable for amplifying array."
The amplified array has no lethality, but only expands the range of sound transmission. The practitioners can speak in real terms, and the voice can be spread far away. If another amplified array is added, the spread will be farther and clearer.
Song Qianyi doubted: "Really? Are you sure you can? No, no shame ..."
The Runemaster was furious: "Just now I could n’t unlock Master ’s Spiritual Array, it ’s not as good as people ’s skills! This time you order a joss stick, and the loudspeaker array within a joss stick does n’t work, and I will die on the stone pillar. Go! Become a lonely ghost in the secret realm! "
Jing Di hurriedly blocked: "It's too ruthless, it's unnecessary, you don't need it like this."
Zheng Mu: "Amitabha, be angry."
Song Qianyi ignored them: "What does Elder Meng want to do with the loudspeaker array?"
Meng Xueli: "I want to talk to everyone. I think I can hear my voice throughout the secret realm."
Jing Di was shocked for a moment, wondering if he was driven crazy by huge pressure: "If all people, including Ning Wei, and enemies we don't know, hear you here, you will become a living target."
Song Qianyi: "Elder Meng wants to tell other contestants that this time there is a conspiracy in the secret realm, so that they can find a usable teleportation array, leave quickly, and then we quickly change the location! We do n’t know how many people are still in the secret realm, and Where in the secret realm, the amplified array is faster. "
Meng Xueli asked: "I said this directly, if you are competing for ranking in the secret realm and suddenly hear this, do you believe it?"
Song Qianyi thought about it and admitted reluctantly: "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would definitely not believe it. I would also think that you set a trap, and if I retired, I wouldn't be able to leave. I can stay until the late stage of the competition, no Self-reliance is strong, it is self-confidence and arrogance ... Alas, some people are willing to believe it, can you persuade one to be one? "
Meng Xueli: "So I want to change the word."
He briefly talked about his ideas, and everyone stopped silent again.
Song Qianyi: "... It's too risky. I'll think about other ways."
Jing Di: "I disagree!"
Xu Sanshan, Zheng Mu, and Liu Jing looked at each other and did not speak.
Que Xianming: "I'll do whatever I want."
Meng Xueli stared at Xiao Shunyun.
Ji Xiao: "I agree."
Ji Xiao's indulgence of Meng Xueli is not without a bottom line. If Meng Xueli wants to do evil, he will definitely block it. But this kind of extraordinarily small playfulness, he still hopes that the little fellows are happy.
Meng Xueli: "Only you understand me, believe me, you are really good."
Jing Di actually figured it out, knowing that he and Meng Xueli are basically impossible, but watching Meng Xueli treat Xiao Xiaoyun with a cordial attitude, he still feels sulking for a while: "I agree!"
Meng Xueli nodded and turned to Liu Jing: "Set up."
Jing Di really burned a stick of incense to relieve depression.
After Half Pillar Incense, Liu Jing's position has become: "Elder Meng, it's no problem to cover half of the secret realm with your voice. As for whether you can reach the entire secret realm, it depends on your true condensate level."
Meng Xueli stepped on the loudspeaker array and stood in the center of the patio, holding the "Times of Time".
In the mysterious environment, the night is sinking, and the shadow of the six stone pillars is obliquely long. The blazing stars fell on Meng Xueli.
Ji Xiao looked at him from afar, and felt that he was also very good-looking.
Meng Xueli took a deep breath: "Hello everyone!"
Jing Di team covered his ears.
Meng Xueli heard his voice: "Big ... home ... good."
He said: "Don't be alarmed when you hear my voice. I, Meng Xueli, Ji Xiaodao, current Changfeng Peak Master, are talking to you on the patio of the Central City--"
...
Above the mysterious realm of the sea, above the clouds, below the moon.
The vermilion cloud boat of the Lord of the Tianhu Great Realm is still parked in its place, like a brilliant red cloud in the galaxy.
Everyone on the ship has already adapted to this kind of life. I don't know when Hu Wu would like to go back to the Tianhu Lake. No one asks again, only to move from Tianhu to the sea to see the scenery.
But tonight is different. When Chunshui and Qiuguang entered the door, Hu Shou finally pushed the flower window.
He stood by the window with his hair hanging. The silver moonlight outlined his long figure, like a fairy outside the world, overlooking the vast sea of ​​living beings.
The realm carries an empty bird cage. The golden light of the bird cage flashes, exquisite and beautiful.
Qiu Guang asked: "Master, what's wrong with the secret realm?"
Hu Ran smiled: "What's new?"
Chunshui praised: "This cage is really beautiful."
Hu turns around and hangs the bird cage in front of the window: "I made it myself, it's quite strong."
Qiu Guangqi said: "Lord Master, do you want to raise birds?"
Hu Ran nodded: "It is necessary to raise."
Qiu Guang said with joy: "What bird are you going to raise? I'll catch it for you?"
Hu Ran smiled, but shook his head: "The bird can't catch it, and the catch won't last long. It's better to fly in by itself."
Chun Shui covered his mouth and smiled, "What bird would like to fly into the cage by itself?"
Hu Woo: "silly bird."
"Haha! Silly bird!"
"I've only heard about waiting for the rabbits, and the situation is mainly for the birds!"
Both the two concubines and the four maids were amused, and silver bell-like laughter sounded in the bedroom. The girls laughed together and suddenly heard Hu Wooyou say something.
No one understood this sentence, and the laughter calmed down for a moment.
Hu Woo said: "It's almost time, wait."
Chun Shui went to light the incense burner, and Qiu Guang signaled the maids to retreat. After the bedroom was quiet, the two favored Ji walked to the edge of the couch and served Hu Woo.
Hu waved his hands, but the two did not dare to step forward and stood in embarrassment.
Hu Ran laughed: "Come, sit, I will tell you a story."
Qiu Guang laughed with confidence: "Tonight the Lord is in a good mood, and he has to tell a story again."
Hu Ran said slowly: "I had a friend when I was a kid. I will tell his story today."
Chun Shui and Qiu Guang sat beside him, feeling relaxed. They knew that Hu Wu was the most easy-going at this time, almost answering questions and responding to demands. Cigarette curls in the dormitory, heavy veils, gorgeous and comfortable.
Hu Ran said: "My friend, born in a small mortal country in the northern part of the mainland, is a wealthy family. He has been a good learner since he was a child. He likes to read books and also likes to read the books of whimsical stories. He was sitting in front of the case, picking a light and flipping through the books, and suddenly heard the beeping sound in the courtyard, as if he was falling into a behemoth. He was afraid and curious in his heart, and couldn't help pushing the window slit ... Guess what, he saw? "
Chunshui: "What?"
"A big peacock!"
Qiu Guang: "Why is it just a peacock, not a fox beauties. Human words are not the favorite writers to hit fox immortals and hit ghosts."
Hu Ran said: "The peacock even uttered people's words," Children, don't be afraid, I am a in the sky. "
Chunshui: "Hahaha doesn't look like a ghost, it's a monster!"
Qiuguang wondered: "How is a child? How old is he?"
Hu Chao: "Seven and a half years old."
Chunshui smiled and said: "It turns out that I was a kid, and I didn't have the luck to hit the fox demon."
Hu Chao: "Yes, the children were shocked and suspicious when they saw the peacock talking, and they hurriedly shut the windows. When the yard was completely quiet, he was still afraid to sleep under the quilt. When dawn came, he went out to see what happened. Peacock, there is a peacock feather in the grass, colorful and shining! "
Chunshui Road: "The feathers of the peacock demon are rare for children."
"The next night, he didn't dare to sleep. After the middle of the night, the peacock came again. The peacock asked" What's your name? "
Chunshui: "Did he answer?"
Hu Chao: "Of course he dare not answer, but the peacock comes every day. Today he sends him colored feathers, tomorrow he sends him the dragon ball under the sea, the stars in the sky. After a month, he regards the peacock as a good friend."
Autumn Light: "Dragon Ball and Star? How is it possible ?!"
Hu Ran laughed: "It's just a few inferior spirit stones and middle-grade spirit beads, which will glow and change color. But children of ordinary small countries don't have much knowledge, it is best to cheat. Use your brain to know that demon and man, How could it be a friend? "
Chun Shui asked: "Then what?"
"One night, the sky was full of stars, and the peacock said," I will take you to the sky and pick the stars! "The child was overjoyed, riding behind the peacock, and flying with the wind. The peacock spread its wings, flew over the courtyard wall, and over the city gate, Flying over the forest, the peacock flies so high. No one found them, they kept flying, and the child seemed to dream ... "
Qiu Guang laughed and said, "Is it really time to pick the stars?"
Hu Tu also laughed: "Peacock put him on the top of the hill outside the city and told him that it was the closest to the stars. When he picked it up from the sky, he flew down and gave it to him. The child said, I do n’t want stars anymore. , I am very scared by myself. The peacock said, "I'm afraid of anything. You have my feathers in your hands. As long as you call my name to the stars, I will appear. Isn't that the case every night before?"
Qiu Guang asked: "What is the name of the peacock?"
Hu Ran thought about it seriously: "I forgot."
Chunguang asked: "The peacock demon has stolen the spirit stone? Then come back quickly, otherwise the demon law he left on the child will dissipate, and the child will freeze to death."
Hu Wu: "The child blew the cold wind all night on the top of the dark mountain, shouted the name of the peacock and no one answered, and finally shouted dumb. He was found by his domestic servant who went up the mountain at dawn to find his body was frozen and unconscious. After returning home The fever persisted, the nonsense in the nightmare, still shouting the name of the peacock ... "
His voice gradually fell.
Qiu Guang couldn't help but ask: "And then?"
"Then died. He died of illness." Hu Si said.
Chunshui stunned: "So dead? Where did that peacock go?"
Hu Ran said: "I don't know. The peacock flew southeast and never returned."
Qiuguang coquettishly said, holding Hu's arms: "This story is not good, plain and irritating. Realm master, you can change the ending."
Hu Woo: "Well, the child is not dead. I don't want to test the merits and do the learning from now on. I changed my mind to ask the immortals. By chance, I grew up and became a practitioner. I finally knew that the peacock is not a fairy, but a monster. The glowing stars in the palm of your hand are just a few inferior spirit stones. The real stars are far away from the ninth heaven, and sometimes the debris from the stars can smash the ground out of the giant crater and destroy a city ... "
Regardless of the stars, Qiu Guang thought, this ending is too perfunctory: "What about the peacock?"
Hu Ran shook his head: "The peacock is gone. The story is over."
The two favorite Ji whispered in their hearts: what is this, without a head or a tail.
Hu Chao left and right hugged: "You are not satisfied, what ending do you want to hear?"
Chunguang thought for a while: "I think when the children grow up in the story, one person and one demon will meet again."
Hu Ran asked: "What can I say after meeting?"
Qiu Guang replied: "Ask why peacocks deceive people ..."
Hu Woo: "Peacock is a demon, if you deceive you, you will be deceived, but you will not be reasonable with you."
Chunguang raised his cheek with one hand: "I think the child is a little pitiful."
Hu Woo shook his head: "It's not pitiful. I made this story."
Qiu Guang complained about his arms: "How did the real master deceive us again! Bullying people."
Hu Ran casually said: "Because I want to find a reason to raise birds."
...
There is never more than one cloud boat over the Hanhai Secret Realm. The cloud boat that Mingyue Lake returned to the halal did not leave, like a green leaf covering the sky, hovering above the clouds. The red ship is frivolous and magnificent, and the green ship is solemn and solemn.
The palace in the depths of the blue and black cloud ship, the head of Yun Xuzi, sits opposite to the Qing people. Yun Xuzi respectfully served tea. This was the first time that the halal man ordered him to cook tea after the defeat of killing Mirage. This shows that the other party finally has the interest in drinking tea.
The team that hunted the mirage is not a young genius of the younger generation, but a powerful practitioner of the Theravada that has grown up in the Mesozoic generation.
But the Mirage did not die, but they died. The last message sent back before dying had only three words: Peacock Demon.
Yun Xuzi had to believe and curse: "A bunch of waste!"
Quietly speaking, the net is covered with his supernatural power, and he can perceive it subtly.
Yun Xuzi: "I will send someone ..."
Gui Qing shook his head: "No. That peacock demon came to rescue Meng Xueli. The demon's friend is the demon."
Yun Xuzi suddenly said: "Master Uncle Yingming, it was expected in the morning that Meng Xueli was not a demon outside the world, but an old ghost who was reborn! Who could think that the companion Ji Xiaoxiao was a demon!"
He paused, seeing that the other party did not respond, and tentatively said: "Then we now ..."
Gui Qing wrote a messenger, not knowing where to go. Then he did nothing. Yun Xuzi was uneasy in his heart, and he stopped talking several times.
After seeing the situation, Gui Qing said indifferently: "You are in a state of uneasiness. Don't cook tea for a few days and spoil the tea leaves."
Yun Xuzi was cold and sweating, "Yes, Uncle Shi."
Gui Qing smiled: "When something serious happens, you must be quiet. The more you get along, the more you need to stabilize your sword. I think you are still waiting."
Yun Xuzi promised: "Teached."
Until tonight, he re-arranged the tea set. Amber tea soup was poured into the cup and Gui Qingyin frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Yun Xuzi was relieved, which showed that the other party was still dissatisfied with the tea he drank, but he was in a good mood, so he didn't blame himself.
After drinking tea, Guiqing took out an octagonal glazed copper mirror, which had a thick body, unlike a woman's vanity mirror.
Yun Xuzi felt that the mirror body had a breath of demon clan, strangely said: "Dare to ask Uncle Shi, what is this?"
Gui Qingyou said: "Whether it is a demon or a demon, it looks like a human in human skin. The flesh can be reshaped, but the appearance of the soul can't be fake. This mirror is a magical artifact of the demon world, the masterpiece is" photo ", except for attacking In addition, you can also see the shadow of the gods and souls. Let it be a demon or a demon, and you will know at a glance. Some people and demons want Meng Xueli to die more than we do. "
Yun Xuzi stared at the mirror in surprise: "The ancient demon king's" Reflecting Mirror "turned out to be true!"
Gui halal smiled and said: "You close it."
With a happy heart, Yun Xuzi held the mirror in both hands, put it in a storage bag, and immediately fell down: "Uncle Xie trusts, the disciple will live up to expectations!"
Gui Qing's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at him with a smile: "After collecting it, now give it to Tai Heng."
Yun Xuzi's face was white, and he endured to maintain a calm tone: "Such a fetish, rare in the world, why is it so cheap that Tai Heng's old man?"
Gui Qingdan said: "Some things are better done by the people of Hanshan than we are. Only Taiheng knows best how to make the dead Ji Xiao collusion with monsters. Just because Meng Xueli is a monster, Thai Heng will be able to make other 'proofs'. "
Yun Xuzi hesitated and said: "Will others believe it?"
Gui Qing laughed and said: "You don't have to believe."
Yun Xuzi understands that as long as there is controversy, Ji Xiao is no longer the most pure and flawless person in the world.
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree. Although fame is a fictitious thing, unlike swordsmanship, exercises, and cultivation practices, it is very important for the major practitioners and famous practitioners.
Yun Xuzi was still uneasy: "Taiheng's old man, who has worked for so many years to shrink his head and tortoise, can live more than 500 lives. It's all because of his fearfulness! I'm afraid he can't do anything. "
His face was respectful, his thoughts turned, and how did the Qing people come from this "photo-mirror"? If they had before, why didn't they take them out tonight. It is quite possible that someone sent it to him after the messenger was sent that day. A demon's friend is a demon, and most of the demon world artifacts are also demon. Perhaps this means that there is a big demon who wants to borrow the muddy waters of the world of practice and kill Meng Xueli when the situation changes, so he will not hesitate to send a "photo mirror".
But Gui Qing looked at him with disappointment: "Even if Tai Heng fails, what will he do to me?"
Yun Xuzi gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Shi, the disciple is worried that he will frame you to collude with the demon clan, saying that all you do is intimidated by your instructions!"
Gui Qing smiled: "I don't have to wait for him to bite at the end of the road. I saw the machine and acted. If something didn't work, I killed Tai Heng with one sword to maintain the reputation of Mingyue Lake and Ji Xiao. The earth thought we were allies. "
Yun Xuzi bowed his head: "Uncle Shi's lesson is that everything is under your control."