Chapter Ninety-Eight: Drama
"Ge Laozi didn't touch that old way. ”
"Jiang Daoyou doesn't know that the Qinghui Daoist summoned us here to deal with a demon cultivator. ”
"Little Demon Cultivator is afraid that he will do something! Uncle, I hate you shrunken Taoist priests the most. ”
"Don't be anxious, and listen to my ins and outs in the future......"
The senior who replied to Jiang Long claimed that his surname was Zhou Boyuan, and he seemed to have some relationship with Qinghui Laodao. He was the first to support Qinghui's old way. Judging from what Zhou Boyuan said, after Lao Dao chased Mu Xici away, he flew straight forward and ran into him.
Lao Dao didn't know why, and he didn't continue to kill. Instead, he walked with this man and walked around the entire site. After finding out what was missing, the two speculated that the inheritance of this place had been taken away.
Gradually, they discovered that the site could only be entered but not exited. After trying it many times, Qinghui Old Dao thought that his cultivation was the highest among all people, and he needed the least elixir.
As the elder of the Fu Yao Sect, he proposed that the pills be distributed to everyone. In addition, information was exchanged with people encountered at the site one by one, so as to facilitate the exchange of musical notes in the future.
During this period, Lao Dao also reminded everyone that among the cultivators who came here, there was a demon cultivator who had cultivated well. After being recognized by him, he escaped into the depths of the ruins with a single blow. For safety reasons, the two advised everyone to move to the front hall.
There is only one demon cultivator, and if he is weak, he will inevitably pick a single person. When everyone comes together, the chances of danger can be reduced.
So in the past few years, the people who have been searching for treasures in the ruins have turned back to the front hall one after another. With the adjustment of Qinghui's old way, and everyone's mutual support, it finally came to the time when the enchantment was about to open wide.
After listening to Zhou Boyuan's words, Mu Xici secretly said that it was not good. This old man didn't hesitate to go around in such a big circle, just to catch her?
There are two demon cultivators in the Raven Tower, and they should have died at the hands of Lao Dao eight years ago. But he twisted the news into one person, and urged everyone to gather in the front hall. When everyone gathers behind the front hall, Lao Dao will be able to be in this ruins. even more unscrupulous to find her.
Could it be that the person who inherits the inheritance can still pass it on to others after receiving it? Although Mu Xici has always heard the word inheritance, he does not know what inheritance is. Just as she was pondering, she suddenly keenly felt a strange aura fluctuation behind her.
Just as she was noticing, someone was dragging her back a few feet away by the collar. Mu Xici couldn't help but be annoyed, he forgot to pay attention to the movement behind him because he was focused on eavesdropping.
The fluctuation of this aura is not like the old way of Qinghui, but no matter who it is, he can't be the ghost who died unjustly. No matter what, you have to expose the old way first.
Mu Xici opened her mouth and was about to shout, but the person behind her seemed to have insight into what she was thinking. She felt a slight tap on her body, and she couldn't make a sound anymore.
She had to force her composure. In a panic, he searched for the Nine Heavenly Pestle in the Qiankun bag. But before she could find the Nine Heavenly Pestle, the two of them had already fallen to the ground.
The girl seemed frightened. There was a lazy and familiar voice behind him, and the owner of this voice was cursed ten or eight times a day by Mu Xi.
Turning around, her heart was mixed. This person is not peach-eyed, who else can he be.
"Forget, you can't speak. The person in front of him changed into a red dress, holding a folding fan, and he was still handsome. But those peach blossom eyes seem to be more profound. As soon as you look at each other, you want to suck people in.
After saying that, he elegantly used a folding fan to say goodbye to Mu Xici.
"Generally average. Let Childe bother. Mu Xici took the nine-day pestle in his hand and stood with the pestle in his arms. "Xiao Gongzi's demeanor is still the same. ”
"After the award, Miss Mu is also much more beautiful. Xiao Yichen unfolded the folding fan. looked at the little girl in front of him with great interest.
When I put it on the street, I can't recognize the girl, I haven't seen it for a few years, but there are some beautiful signs in the whereabouts. Finally so-so can get into his eyes. It won't make him want to throw the other person out at any time.
Bypassing the greetings, Mu Xici asked directly: "The inheritance has been obtained, where are the ancient predecessors now." When did you come out again. Can you beat the predecessors of the Jindan period? ”
Xiao Yichen folded the fan together. Asked rhetorically, "Miss Mu seems to have a lot of respect for others. The cultivation below is also above the girl, why don't you see the girl calling the girl below as a senior?"
This remark alerted Mu Xici, how could she be so casual with a dangerous person before: "What the predecessor said is. The younger generation knows his mistake and must change it. ”
"Uninteresting. The memory of the ancient ancestors is gone, and I left the teleportation cavern three days ago. As for the Jindan period, are you talking about the old way of Qinghui?"
"That's right. I don't know how the seniors met Qinghui Zhenren?"
Xiao Yichen frowned, and said leisurely: "I just came out not long ago, I was looking for ...... Look for the exit from the ruins. happened to run into that old way and killed the Tiger Fierce Fist. I didn't want to disturb people's errands, so I retreated from the other way. ”
"Tiger Fist, is it related to the Dragon Flyer?"
"Not bad. Huoliang Mountain and other small sects are not famous, but Long Feishou and Tiger Fierce Fist are famous chivalrous. Short-tempered and ill-tempered. ”
Peach Blossom Eyes can praise these two as chivalrous, which shows that the two must have done a lot of things to help each other when they see injustice. Sensing that there were no other people's aura fluctuations around him, Mu Xici narrated what Qinghui Lao Dao had done and everyone's reactions.
"This old man is not small. After spitting out these four words, Xiao Yichen suddenly turned around and raised the dustless sword and attacked the comer.
"Ignorant junior, don't be afraid of flashing your tongue!" A coercion of the Jindan period pressed towards him. Xiao Yichen's gesture of pinching the trick froze, and Mu Xici couldn't stand up.
Seeing that Qinghui's old road was approaching, Xiao Yichen turned around and grabbed Mu Xici and swept towards the front hall.
Qinghui Zhenren, who was a few steps behind, looked at the direction in which the two of them fled. With a wave of his hand, he lifted the coercion and followed. Yun Dantian's qi said loudly: "Demon cultivator, junior, don't measure yourself. What do you want to do when you blend in with all the Taoist friends! If you don't show up quickly, you two can have a good time. ”
The voice of Qinghui Daoist still echoed in everyone's ears, and the people gathered in the front hall watched Xiao Mu and the others who suddenly broke in and sacrificed their own magic weapons.
Xiao Yichen raised the folding fan horizontally, and released the coercion in the later stage of foundation building, with a posture of starting to fight at any time.
Mu Xici saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly grabbed his arm and said, "Please don't listen to that old nonsense from your seniors." The junior is a disciple of Sanqing Pavilion, and he ...... He is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. The two of us were hunted down because they broke the old secret. Listen to the evil deeds of the old way. I believe that the seniors will be able to distinguish between right and wrong and return the innocence of the two of us. ”
Xiao Yichen put away the coercion and glanced at Mu Xici. But one of the people in the audience shouted: "Ge Laozi believes in the words of the two of you, where is the evidence." ”
It's you who is waiting. Mu Xici's eyes lit up, and he said with sadness: "Listening to the tone of the seniors, it seems to be a chivalrous dragon pilot......? He saw with his own eyes that Qinghui Lao Dao killed the Tiger Lie Fist senior. ”
"What!" Jiang Long raised the big knife in his hand and pointed directly at Mu Xici and the two: "That little girl, tell the truth quickly!"
Xiao Yichen elegantly pushed away the tip of the knife with a folding fan, blocking the aura rolling on the blade and said: "Under the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Mo Qingshu, please don't hurt the Qingshu Daoist." The Tiger Fierce Fist predecessor inadvertently broke through the matter of Qinghui Old Dao General destroying everyone in the palace, and was brutalized to death by that old Dao with soul separation technique. The two of us happened to pass by, but we were discovered by the old way, and we were lucky enough to escape in order to report to everyone. ”
The words "Soul Separation Technique" shocked everyone present, and this spell was only used on people who committed the most heinous crimes. Because of the abnormal pain of the practitioner, he was banned by the three masters thousands of years ago. This Qinghui real person, really knows this evil art?
Jiang Long was in shock, but one person in the hall spoke. This person was dressed as a scholar in green clothes, and said gently: "I have heard of the Qing Taoist of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, with a noble character, a true word, and a very high reputation. But I didn't know that there was a Taoist couple, and I dared to ask the girl's surname. ”
Damn, that peach blossom eye dared to introduce her like this, and replaced her with the name of a friend. After thinking for a while, Mu Xici slowly spoke: "Qingshu doesn't want too many people to know about this, so he rarely mentions it. The younger generation of the Sanqing Pavilion Chaoyang Hall is a disciple, surnamed He Shuang's name scroll, and he is a disciple of the elder of Fuxi. He Juan Juan swears here as proof, if what he said is not true, he must beware of demons and difficult to enter. ”
Dead friends don't die in the poor way, and the scrolls can't stand it.
"It turned out to be a senior disciple of Fu Xi's predecessors. Senior Jiang, the words of these two people may be credible. The scholar put away his magic weapon and stood aside. When everyone heard this, most of them took back the magic weapon. Only a few people are still a little confused.
Mu Xi's resignation to report the name of He Juan is not just to find someone to top the tank. The name of Elder Fuxi is resounding even among the sects of several nearby countries. There is no other reason, there are very few people who major in Dan medicine and cultivate to be profound.
On the path of cultivating immortals, one wrong step may lead to no recovery. To offend a Dan doctor with advanced cultivation, it is far better to keep people on the front line than to make friends.
Qinghui Zhenren walked into the front hall leisurely, and said unhurriedly: "Huangkou child, don't confuse the public here!"
Mu Xici held the Yuheng belt and opened his mouth to fight back: "The senior's words are wrong, and the rights and wrongs are determined by heaven. Dare to ask Qinghui seniors if you are willing to swear to the heart demon that you didn't use the Soul Separation Evil Technique to kill that Tiger Fierce Fist senior!"
"The little girl thinks that her cultivation has increased greatly, and I can't see that you are the one who escaped at the beginning?
Qinghui shook off the dust and looked up to the sky and laughed: "The purpose of gathering everyone here is to better find out you and find out the secret of inheritance from you." Now that everyone is together, I can't afford to talk to you any more!"
Everyone looked at each other with a look on their faces, and they each sacrificed their magic weapons, and looked at Qinghui Lao Dao in disbelief. Qinghui Lao Dao stretched out his hand to suck the person on the left, and suddenly the aura soared, and the palm of his hand was strong, and the monk in the early stage of foundation building instantly turned into a ball of blood. (To be continued......)