In any case, Lu Chen and the black dog Ah Tu are now temporarily living on the side of Feiyantai, and it is of course much more comfortable than working all day long for the miscellaneous disciples in the Baicao Hall, and it is comfortable to have a Jindan monk to cover it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he no longer had to go to work in the Liuxiangpu Medicine Garden every day, his days became more leisurely, and Lu Chen had more time to do his own thing. After his injuries recovered, he began to cut wood in the dense forest behind Feiyantai and prepare to build the wooden house he had mentioned earlier.

Of course, the wooden house is more comfortable to live in than the thatched house, and the mountain forest covers a large area, and I don't know if there are hundreds of thousands of trees, so Su Qingjun will naturally not be stingy about this thing. However, since she was a child, she really had never seen anyone cut wood and build a house by herself, so she often stood aside curiously and watched Lu Chen work.

It took four or five days to build this wooden house, and Lu Chen was in a good mood after it was completed, but Su Qingjun shook his head on the side, saying that the wood in this house was good, and it looked ugly.

Since he has the status of a nominal disciple and lives temporarily on the Feiyan Terrace, it is impossible for Lu Chen to really do nothing, he is idle and idle all day long, so it is not easy to explain to the outside world. So then he picked up his old job again, cleaned up the spiritual field on the flying goose platform again, and expanded it outward by the way, and then Su Qingjun got some seeds of spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, and went to the spiritual field, from this time on, Lu Chen officially became the "hard labor" of Su Qingjun, a Jindan monk, who was specially pressed and farmed.

Such people are very common in the Kunlun sect, and generally speaking, although fundamentally the person who does this kind of work is still the identity of a miscellaneous disciple, but after all, there is someone above, and it sounds very good to say, no longer I am a miscellaneous disciple of Kunlun, but I am a certain Jindan, a certain real person, isn't it much more majestic?

Moreover, in terms of profits, the miscellaneous disciples who work for these high-ranking monks have a much higher return than before, so many times everyone squeezes their heads to drill into this.

At the beginning, the eagle fruit cultivation competition was held in the Liuxiang Garden, and the reason why so many people wanted to come was actually to have a little hope that one day they might have a little hope that they could really be favored by Su Qingjun, and the best result was actually Lu Chen's current situation.

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Lu Chen, who had received this treatment, was much more idle than before, and the spirit fruit and spirit grass planted in the spirit field were not as delicate as the eagle fruit tree that could not be left easily. As for Su Qingjun, he was also polite to him, and he didn't really squeeze his labor force, it should be said that life was relatively relaxed.

Therefore, Lu Chen actually has time to wander around in the Kunlun Mountains now, and these days, many people in the Kunlun faction have seen Lu Chen walking around leisurely with the black dog, which has attracted the envy of many miscellaneous disciples.

One day after that, Lu Chen took Ah Tu down the Flying Goose Terrace, walked casually, and then walked outside the house near the Liuxiangpu that had been dead.

He Changsheng died in this house at the beginning.

At this time, it was daytime, and most of the people who lived in this neighborhood were the lowest level of miscellaneous disciples, and they had to go to work in the Liuxiangpu Medicine Garden every day, so the surroundings were quiet, and there were not a few people walking around. At the time of the murder that day, the Kunlun faction had sent people to cordon off the nearby place, but the investigation had been fruitless for a long time, and to this day, the guard disciples arranged outside have also been removed, except for the room that is still unoccupied, this place seems to be no different from the surroundings.

The traces of that person named He Changsheng in this world are rapidly and completely dissipating.

The wind blew gently from the woods, and Lu Chen and Ah Tu stood quietly in the distance and looked at the room, neither of them spoke, like two dark shadows silent.

After a while, Lu Chen turned around and walked to the side, no longer looking at the room, but walking into the large forest on the other side. Ah Tu followed him and walked in.

During the day, the woods are still a little darker than outside, but the light shines through the gaps in the branches and leaves, making the trees appear brighter and you can see the surrounding trees. Lu Chen walked in the forest with a calm face, and as he gradually deepened, the surroundings quickly quieted down.

The bustle and turmoil that belonged to the Kunlun faction seemed to be isolated from the forest, and in this mountain forest, some were just silent.

After walking for a while, he came to the place where he had come to gaze in the middle of the night.

That day, in the dark night, this corner in the depths of the woods could not be reached, completely overwhelmed by the darkness, and now in the daytime, Lu Chen saw clearly that the opposite side was actually a big tree.

A large tree that looks large and lush, older than all the surrounding trees.

The mottled bark was covered with moss, a little morning dew still remained on the branches and leaves, and the vigorous roots protruded from the surface, looking like a giant claw grasping the earth.

Lu Chen stared at the tree for a while, and then walked over.

The forest was still silent, there was no wind, no birdsong, and the only sound seemed to be his footsteps, stepping on the dead leaves on the surface.

The trunk of the tree is thick and large, and it takes at least two people to hug it, enough to hide the dodging figure. But on this morning, when Lu Chen stepped over the roots of the tree and walked behind the tree, it was empty.

Ah Tu ran over, sniffed under the big tree for a while, and didn't seem to have anything particularly noteworthy, so he ran away to play.

Lu Chen looked at the big tree quietly, his eyes were bright and focused, from the root to the trunk, he looked over little by little, as if he was carefully searching for something.

However, there was nothing unusual on this big tree.

There are no wounds, no scratches, no hidden twisted patterns.

Everything seems to be fruitless.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he immediately squatted down, but he searched carefully on the roots of a big tree that fluctuated like a dragon. He even brushed away the dead leaves and black soil from the ground with his hands, and examined the roots of trees in every hidden corner.

However, in the end, nothing was found.

That demon cult spy hidden in the darkness seems to have an unusual patience and vigilance, and he was not tempted by this time?

Lu Chen stood up, his face a little solemn.

After pondering for a moment, he called out to Atu, then turned and walked back the way he came, ready to leave.

A ray of sunlight fell from the branches and leaves overhead, shining on him, and on the silent tree beside him. The mottled traces seem to have gone through countless years of vicissitudes.

Lu Chen continued to walk forward, but when he reached the fifth step, he suddenly stopped.

He frowned as if he had thought of something, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Huo Ran turned around, but he was staring closely at the front side of the big tree, the traces on the trunk that looked ancient and mottled with vicissitudes.

The sun is shining, and the bark on the trunk of the tree is cracked, perhaps because it has been too long.

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Even in the daytime, the Yoshitsuka on the back of the nameless mountain is still shrouded in dark shadows, and the eerie cold air here seems to linger all year round, exuding a yin aura that is rare in this famous mountain.

On weekdays, few people come here, and most people, including monks, still prefer a bright life, even if it is the Shibi Cave Mansion that is needed for cultivation, in fact, it is more in the sunny place.

But on this day, a tall figure came from outside Yoshizuka and knocked on the black door.

Dongfang Tao, who had just become a real person of Yuanying, came to the gloomy and dark place of Yoshizuka. There was no figure around him, suggesting that he had come alone, and when the wind blew from an unknown corner, his expression was just as indifferent, except for a hint of hidden disgust in the depths of his eyes.

With a "squeak", the black door opened.

In the gloomy courtyard, the dark rooms stood silently around, some in complete darkness, others flickering with dim candles, as if to guide the dead souls on the dark path. Occasionally, the wind blew, and the candle flame would instantly turn green, like the burning flame of a demon's eyes, and after a while, it slowly returned to its original appearance.

A thin, shriveled figure, whose whole body seemed to be shrouded in darkness, stood lonely in the middle of this courtyard, with a cold light shooting out of his cold eyes, and was looking coldly at Dongfang Tao who walked in.

Dongfang Tao first glanced around, his eyes stayed on the dark rooms and those candles for a moment, and finally landed on the corpse watcher standing there, nodded, and said:

"Long time no see. ”

The corpse man laughed faintly and said, "Yes, you always don't want to come here to see me, of course, we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

Dongfang Tao's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "This ghost place is gloomy, no one will like to come." ”

The corpse man's eyes were cold, and his voice seemed to have raised a little, and he said, "But thanks to you, I have been here for thirty-four years!"

Dongfang Tao frowned, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, what is the important thing about you asking someone to send me a message this time?" After a pause, he suddenly "snorted" again and said: "Also, even if you want to find someone to talk to in the future, don't look for He Yi, I don't like that person." ”

The corpse watcher did not immediately answer his words, but looked Dongfang Tao up and down, and then sneered, and said, "You are a true person who has achieved Yuanying, and the shelf will be big immediately?

Dongfang Tao had a look of impatience on his face, and said, "If you have something to say, don't talk about those old accounts, and I'll say it again," he stared at the corpse man, his voice seemed to be a little colder, and said: "Don't tell me what to say to me, you have the fate you have today, it's all your own fault, junior brother!"

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