Are you sure you're not running in the wrong direction?"

Gu Qian rubbed his cheeks and listened to the crisp sound of the flying sword blade crashing into the sand grains of the sand tide.

The flying sword under Zhang Junling's feet, cutting sand and stones, was extremely sharp, and the sand tide in the sky turned into two tides under a sword, and they swept away from behind the two of them, looking down from a high place, Gu Qian and Zhang Junling were like riding a lonely boat, drifting around.

And the desert where the flying sword under him is located is really a sea of sand.

In recent days, a salon scroll, swept down from the north, all the way south in the eastern territory, the original horses and horses hooves can gallop and trample on the sand, now it has become difficult step by step, Buddhist ascetics scattered to issue edicts, informing the temples and monks in the four places, reduce going out, so as not to encounter wind and sand, reduce unnecessary trouble.

But it can still be seen that a very small number of ascetics are leading camels and trekking across the desert.

The camel bell is long.

Gu Qian's handsome face was destroyed by the wind and sand along the way, but his heart was very good, after leaving Tiandu, he first rode a horse, and the two of them rode a horse together, and left the Great Wall of the East in the east, and then changed to a flying sword...... For more than ten days, he didn't feel bored.

Because someone's sense of direction is so bad.

He needs to have a clear direction...... And after leaving the Great Wall of the East, Gu Qian's "experience" didn't seem to have much effect, but Zhang Junling no longer needed him to navigate in such a human form.

Zhang Junling seems to be in ...... with Lingshan Or rather, it was with something in the spiritual mountain, and it gave birth to an induction.

went straight all the way, and there was not even the slightest hesitation.

Gu Qian watched the undulations of the sand dunes exactly the same for two days in a row, if it weren't for Zhang Junling telling him with great certainty that he would never make a mistake, he even suspected that he was taken to the Yumen Pass in Zhongzhou by the flying sword...... It's too hard to maintain a sense of direction after encountering the Saloon roll crossing.

"Can't be wrong. ”

Zhang Junling sat cross-legged at the head of the flying sword, and practiced to her realm, she could sit cross-legged on top of the waterfall, sand and stones, as long as there was a breath in her chest and abdomen, she could resist the wind with nothingness, and the sand grains of the vast soup rose and fell around a green shirt, and condensed into a semicircular barrier as she exhaled and inhaled.

Exhale and inhale, the sand grains repeat, and the oil-paper umbrella horizontal at the knee also ripples round and round.

Within this semicircular flying sword barrier, even if Gu Qian didn't step on the flying sword, he would not be harmed, but the "cautious" young judge maintained a twisted movement for more than ten days, barely maintaining his balance on the flying sword, and he said bitterly: "Master Zhang, how can you be so calm in the wind and sun for more than ten days?"

Gu Qian's temperament is already very good.

Zhang Junling's heart is better.

I thought that something unspeakable would happen on this trip...... But Gu Qian found that he was completely thinking too much, on weekdays, Zhang Junling was a piece of wood carving, and after forming the magic circle and moving forward, he sat down on the spot, not saying a word, not even a word would burst out of her mouth, and even the sound of breathing was reduced to a minimum.

When Gu Qian was in the Intelligence Division, he read many case files.

He vaguely guessed that Zhang Junling practiced a breathing method, and the cultivators paid great attention to the "qi machine", the longer the breath machine, the more dominant it was when fighting, and it was often done in one go, and whoever couldn't hold it first would lose first.

Zhang Junling didn't speak, which is also the reason.

If you ask for something, or insist on something to talk to her.

The woman in Tsing Yi would tremble and shake like a thunderous sound in her abdomen, hum softly, or simply shake her head with her back to her.

It's really not interesting.

Ask for directions...... Gu Qian had already spoken dozens of times.

But this time, Zhang Junling's reply was different.

She replied to Gu Qian with three words.

"Can't be wrong. ”

So Gu Qian's expression was slightly stunned at first, and then he became stunned, and he was extremely moved.

Zhang Junling, who was sitting at the front of the sword, was blown by the wind and sand for more than ten days, her cheeks did not become dry, but more moist and snow-white, this kind of skin whiteness is not a lack of qi and blood, weak and pale, but a light ruddy flow, the whole person is like a piece of beautiful jade, and the qi in the body circulates every big week, and the complexion is better.

This kind of beauty cultivation kung fu is already the immortal technique that the women of the Great Sui Holy Mountain dream of.

Even if Zhang Junling is three hundred years old, he still has such a permanent appearance, and he looks no different from a twenty-year-old woman from an ordinary family.

In the Lotus Pavilion, other people don't know this practice.

This is a unique breathing method that Mr. Yuan Chun taught her alone...... Even Yuan Chun himself has never practiced.

I don't want to.

Rather, it can't.

The more powerful the technique, the more picky it is.

For example, Xu Zang's "smashing the sword", even if he announced the practice method of smashing the sword all over the world, he may only be able to learn Ning Yi alone.

"It's almost there. Zhang Junling opened his eyes, no longer in a cross-kneeled posture, slowly pressed with his hands, propped himself up, his green clothes fluttered, his sleeves slapped the wind and sand, the woman's tone was a little apologetic, and said, "I'm sorry...... I needed to recuperate my voice before, so I couldn't speak. ”

Gu Qian was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that Zhang Junling would apologize to himself.

From the first time he stepped into the imperial city, he felt that Zhang Junling was ...... is an unpredictable person, with a cold and murderous aura on her body, but not so xenophobic, her expression looks cold and indifferent, but when she really speaks, it will make people feel a little warm.

This is a very contradictory person.

But soon Gu Qian figured out the reason.

Alone, in Kunhai Cave Heaven, lonely retreat, no one to talk to her, no one to grow up with her.

When she stepped into this world, it was like a piece of jade.

Mr. Yuan Chun has devoted his whole life to keeping this piece of jade intact and not tainted by the world...... Therefore, she has never tasted the filth of this world, and she will not be disgusted with this place.

Gu Qian sighed, shook his head and sat down, it was too tired to stand, after sitting down, the black robe rubbed against the sand and stones, and there was no scene of sand grains jumping in the flying sword barrier that Gu Qian was worried about...... On the contrary, after Zhang Junling's sword qi machine washing, these sand grains could not even cut the corners of the cloth robe, Gu Qian was like a seriously ill old man, he sighed faintly, and lay down in a large shape, his two arms naturally hung down on both sides of the flying sword, his fingers collided with the sand grains, and the comfortable itching sensation spread all over his body through his fingertips.

He said weakly: "You just came out of Kunhai Cave Heaven...... I don't understand the world, I don't blame you. ”

Zhang Junling said softly: "People are sophisticated?"

"Whoever is good to you, you should also be kind to him. Gu Qian narrowed his eyes, stretched out a hand, in front of his cheek, and said with a wry smile: "For example, am I good to you?"

Zhang Junling thought for a while.

She doesn't know what's good and what's bad.

When she was very young, when she had never opened the valley, Shizun stuffed her with a steamed bun and put on a thick jacket on a snowy night, and she could feel it...... It's good for her.

Good to her...... It's about giving her what she needs, when she needs it.

Then Gu Qian.

It's good for yourself.

Because I need someone to show the way.

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Jun Ling nodded and said, "You are good to me, I feel it." ”

Gu Qian sighed and said, "Then were you good to me before?"

Zhang Junling fell into thought again.

She ...... to Gu Qian Gu Qian chattered endlessly along the way to introduce himself to the style and human feelings of the Great Sui, which he was very interested in, he seemed to be a talker, hoping to get his own response.

But because of the cultivation of qi, she basically did not reply to Gu Qian's words.

What Gu Qian needs...... She didn't give.

"Before......" Zhang Junling shook his head and said, "I'm not good to you." ”

She added seriously: "I see, what you want, I can give it to you." ”

Gu Qian showed a sly smile, he lay on the flying sword, sighed comfortably, thought that the child could be taught, and finally asked tentatively, "Do you really understand?"

Zhang Junling nodded.

"It's so sunny, I want to get an umbrella. Gu Qian comfortably stretched out a blue medicine and made a small request, and at the same time stretched out a hand tiredly and weakly, pointed to Zhang Junling, and said, "Open the umbrella and shade the sun." ”

Zhang Junling shook his head very dryly and said, "Open the umbrella, no." ”

Gu Qian glared and said, "What did you just say?"

Zhang Junling frowned and said: "I regret it, you can do whatever you want, but you can't open an umbrella." ”

Scold...... Woman......

Gu Qian sighed in his heart, saying that she was simple, indeed like a blank piece of paper, but sometimes she was as smart as a cunning fox.

Gu Qian suddenly narrowed his eyes and sat up, his expression becoming solemn and solemn, as he saw the outline of a huge city wall emerging in the dust in the distance.

"Lingshan...... It's here. ”

It was only at this time that Gu Qian realized a problem.

"Hey, woman, what are you going to do in Lingshan?"

Gu Qian muttered, he looked at the huge city wall looming in the salon scroll, and a few miles away, he felt a murderous opportunity, this is the holy land of Buddhism, equivalent to the mountain gate of the Great Sui Holy Mountain, and he and Zhang Junling are undoubtedly "outsiders" who are not recognized by Lingshan.

Zhang Jun ordered Mu Ran to stand on top of the flying sword.

"Come to Lingshan...... Find someone. Fight a fight. ”

Looking for someone?

A fight?

Come to smash the Lingshan field?

Gu Qian's face suddenly became ugly.

On the distant city wall, a majestic shout sounded.

"The living stopped—"

Obviously, this warning did not have the slightest effect, and instead of slowing down, the speed of the flying sword skyrocketed, and the sand and stones on both sides rumbled and exploded.

The two of them slashed towards the Spirit Mountain.

Gu Qian's face turned pale, and it became difficult to breathe.

"If you want to enter Lingshan, you want a token...... My dear ancestor, you won't run out of tokens, will you?"

Zhang Junling snorted.

"Of course...... No. ”

She held the cyan oil-paper umbrella with one hand, the umbrella was covered with talismans, and with the closing of her five fingers, the thin and narrow surface of the umbrella burned with a cyan flame like water waves, rippling slowly.

The woman in the green shirt said coldly: "Stay on the flying sword, don't go anywhere." ”

The induction of the air engine in the umbrella has climbed to the extreme.

Here it comes!

Zhang Junling raised his head and saw a black robe, carrying a snow-white paper umbrella, jumping up to the city, looking at himself across the spiritual mountain.

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