Chapter Eighty-Seven: Blood Branding
"Ordinary things are unavoidable. He is a person, Mr. should know better than me, and it is inevitable to leave the world to seal the knife. ”
This sounds true, but it should be more than that...... As a big faction, the world has its rules and regulations, and it is not difficult to understand that people don't like restraint and want to leave.
Living together for hundreds of years, Fengxiu's owner knows Wen Renran very well. That person is very afraid of trouble, if it weren't for the fact that he still has a bit of martial arts heart, I'm afraid that he may not even be willing to take a step out of the cold light. He left the world to seal the sword, but it was just to escape restraint. But even so, it shouldn't be the reason why he doesn't want to go back to the world to seal the knife. After all, just because you don't want to get involved in trouble doesn't mean you can't go home.
What's more, it's no secret that Wen Renran has helped Su really a lot recently, and there should be hidden secrets. Master Fengxiu lowered his head and asked, "Oh, I don't know what kind of extraordinary means it is?"
"If I say it, he has done bad things to me, and I have taught him a lesson, what does the gentleman think?"
"What's going on?"
"When the hostile forces were eliminated, I inevitably acted aggressively, causing dozens of innocent people, and it happened that he came out from the middle of the road at this time. ”
"Ha, it looks like he's the nosy man. ”
Dao Wuji admits that he is wrong, but the master of Fengxiu is not good to ask again. I don't like this kind of behavior, but it's understandable. As an overlord of one side, if Dao Wuji hadn't done such a thing, Master Feng Xiu would probably be even more jealous. People are not afraid of flaws, but they are afraid of being too perfect and false. Master Fengxiu let go of his taboo for a moment, and waited for Dao Wuji's next words.
"Well, although his strength is greatly advanced, he is still not my opponent. Thinking of the past, I didn't go all out. After a serious wound to him, he was wounded and left. However, it seems that he did not appreciate it. ”
It's true, but it's hard to guarantee that Dao Wuji doesn't have anything else to hide from himself. Even if you are still curious, it is inconvenient to continue to ask. Others give him a little face, and the master of Fengxiu will return the favor. It is better not to break the room that should be reserved for each other.
Feng Xiu's master frowned slightly and said: "If this statement is true, it is difficult for Feng Xiu to judge whether it can dispel the misunderstanding." But there is one thing I can be sure of, Wen Renran will definitely return to the world. He is a person who longs for ziyou, but he has been trapped in his heart and cannot be liberated from mundane things. And he misses the old and rarely does it ruthlessly. ”
"That is the case, I will not ask any more questions, and wait for him to return to the world to seal the knife and talk about it. I've been bothering Mr. for a long time, and Dao Wuji is deeply sorry. ”
"Feng Xiu's affairs, the chairman does not need to be polite. ”
"Oh, thank you, sir. It's not early, so I'll turn back to Shenwu Peak. Rest gentlemen, take your leave. ”
"I don't send it. ”
Close your eyes and think deeply, and then speak again. Dao Wuji gave up the cold light, glanced at the contemptuous sword master and the abandoned sword master, and signaled to stand still. Master Fengxiu is not easy to deal with, although he has not explored it any further, but it is inevitable to be unfamiliar.
As for the junior brother, since he didn't leak the secret, why did he go against him? The steps have been lowered, but it depends on his response. People went down the mountain, Dao Wuji sighed secretly in his heart, I am not Tianzun Huangyin, after all, patience is limited, you must not always be unreasonable, otherwise Hugh blames the ruthlessness of the knife......
In the Hanse Mountain House, not long after the majestic and domineering figure disappeared, the master of Fengxiu picked up the feather fan next to the table and brushed the overflowing tea in front of him. A little bit of spiritual light emerges, and the reflection of cotton powder is eye-catching. It doesn't look like a pink Sven, and the eyebrows and eyes of the person opposite contain a trace of hidden sharp masculinity. There was just a conversation, but it was all in the ears of the people on the other side.
The owner of Fengxiu is reluctant to give the Lord of the Sakura Zhai too close a chance.,In recent years, the number of meetings with the Lord of the Sakura Zhai has become less and less.,The temptation has not stopped because of the distance.,The same is true today.。 It was an accident that Dao Wuji came, but it didn't prevent Master Fengxiu from dealing with the two of them at the same time.
With an unknown smile in his eyes, the owner of Fengxiu looked through the tea that could not be seen through an inch of square circle, Yu wanted to explore the heart of the person opposite, and said, "Fang just talked, what do you think?"
"A man and a scheming fox. The Lord of the Cherry Blossom Zhai smiled indifferently, but his sincere words were two untruthful old foxes. Knife Wuji...... In the future, it may become the object of cooperation between Buddha and Prison.
"To me, you always don't hesitate to be mean, so can't you be polite?"
"Do you need it? Just a small exemption, Feng Xiu, you are unforgivable. ”
The Lord of the Cherry Blossom Zhai tilted his head slightly, looking at Ke Jin's gnawing on the thousands of feet of green land, but what he thought in his mind was not what he said before. Feng Xiu is always wary of herself, leaving no chance to tempt, and going back and forth is full of calculations and precautions. In recent years, although the precautionary situation has decreased, it has always been difficult to approach. As soon as Dao Wuji left, he talked to himself, isn't it another temptation? However, the friendship that has been calculated and calculated in this way is also wonderful...... It's unstoppable. It's a pity that there will be a person who will only be the triumphant candidate of the Buddha Prison, not the current laid-back Sakura Zhai master...... For some reason, the heart of the master of the cherry blossom suddenly had the idea that the farther away the arrival of the ri, the better.
Shaking his head with a chuckle, it was originally self-deprecating, but it fell in the eyes of Fengxiu's master, but it was another thought. Between the two, only when discussing a certain pink child, will there be little calculation.
"Hey~, my friend's words are wrong. Xiao is innocent and has no distractions, so biased towards me, it may not be that there is no suspicion of abuse by Yingru. ”
"Uncle Fengxiu is right, the lord always hides Qianzhangqing under the bed and doesn't give me food. ”
"Xiao Fu, how do you know where I have hidden Qianzhangqing?" There is a hidden threat in the jokes, and the elbow of a certain rabbit is always turned outward, and he doesn't look at who raised you.
"Hmmm......"
"Bullying kids fun?"
"Ha, Fengxiu, I'm tired, that's the end of today. Sakura's figure didn't answer, the intrigue before Dao Wuji's arrival was boring enough, and it was most appropriate for the conversation to end with a small exemption. Before the action of the Fire House Buddha Prison, the Lord of the Sakura Zhai didn't want to ruin this friendship. Even this friendship, which is both true and false, is fragile and vulnerable before the position of the Buddha's prison......
"Please. ”
The spiritual light on the cup was dispersed, and there was no one on the water. Master Fengxiu sighed softly, the feather fan half covered his face, and his deep eyes looked through the curtain, and his gaze did not know where to fall.
Obviously, both sides have the closest guess to the truth about their respective identities, but they have unwarranted desire for the possibility of their own guesses. The never-ending exploration of each other with the master of the cherry blossom has become a tireless thing for many years. This strange and fragile friendship came inexplicably, and it was even more difficult to maintain. Whoever takes the first step forward is the one who is broken. Fengxiu, not feasible......
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The green mountains are faint, the mountain roads are long, and people go to the bottom of the valley. Unfamiliar with the land boundary, unfamiliar with the people, Baili hugged the letter and spoke, breaking the dull atmosphere when he was in a hurry: "Is that son okay when he stays in the night?"
"He, he wanted to stay, and I didn't force him. Moreover, he can't beat me, so for the sake of safety, I should be obedient!"
After bullying the juniors, Wen Renran was not in a hurry to persuade people to go back. As the world's sword protector, Yu Bufan's strength is not bad, but it doesn't seem to be enough to face the top masters. However, considering the reason for Dao Wuji, even if the rivers and lakes are very dangerous, Wen Renran had no choice but to agree to let him stay in the night sky for the time being. After all, it's better not to be approached by another trouble until the problem at hand is solved.
The boy seemed reluctant. ”
"Well, I know, he doesn't like to practice martial arts, and raising flowers and grass is the most suitable for people like him. "It's best to have one more desert knife and frost, and Yu Bufan guarantees that he won't even return to the world's sealing knife...... After the fight, Wen Renran realized that Yu Bufan was also a cold body. For the sake of his life, Wen Renran kindly handed over to him the swordsmanship that he and Jin Ziling had improved in the autumn year. As for whether he practices or not, let him go...... Who asked him to call himself two, he should always find something to do for him!
Putting aside the distractions in his heart, along the way, Wen Renran and Baili Baoxin have approached their destination, but some things have to be reminded of Baili Baoxin in advance.
The Holy Master's affairs in Qingyun cannot be known to outsiders, not even those who are outside the world. And even if there is "Shennong Liuligong", it may not be able to dispel the blood branding. The leaders of the three sects have plans to abandon the world, and it is better not to bring the dust of the rivers and lakes into the clouds.
"That's right, Baili holds the letter. This place can't be known to outsiders, even if it's the ninth generation of Linggong, you can't reveal it to them. ”
"Then when I return to the courtesy, how can I hide it from all the Linggong? And the people who live here are the predecessors of Confucianism, why can't I say it, is it ......?"
"Well, as you might guess, don't talk nonsense. As long as you don't mess around with Nangong Buren in the martial arts, the Nine Generations Linggong is not the three artillery battles of the Third Daojun, so it is not so easy to trouble you. When you get back, it's uncertain whether they'll find you guilty. I'm bringing you here, just in case. But the identity of Yinqiu's predecessors, you must not leak it. ”
Of course, if you are willing to stay in Qingyunlu, it is best not to go to Su and really trouble. Even if Baili holds faith and is not qualified enough, he will not inherit the mantle of the Holy Master. It is better to have the teachings of the Holy Master than to catch the ducks on the shelves and inherit the position of the head of the teaching.
Nangong Buren...... A hint of yin sank flashed on Baili Baoxin's face. After being reminded by Wen Renran, Baili Baoxin observed for a few days before meeting Nangong Buren. Nowadays, the Synod cannot act openly and arrogantly, but can only be roosters and dogs, looting everywhere, and secretly acting in secret. After witnessing it with his own eyes, except for the loss of his past friendship, Baili Baoxin had no other thoughts.
In a reverie, the two of them bowed their heads and walked around a stone arch, and their eyes suddenly opened up. The falling flowers are colorful, and the delicate and soft petals are like dancers dancing, which is gorgeous and extraordinary. Take a step to change the scene, the mountains here are abrupt and rugged; The poetry of the stone in that place is all unique and ingenious. In the small world, flowers and trees are planted, pavilions are built, and a variety of beautiful scenery is presented.
"It's a great place. ”
Baili hugged the letter and sighed, his eyes showing surprise. In this wilderness, there is such a beautiful manor. Not to mention the people who live here, this taste alone is very accessible.
wasted a lot of money, but fortunately I am not a money fan and am not distressed...... Wen Renran did not answer, but stopped at the main gate and bowed down to transmit the voice: "The younger generation heard Renran, and brought friends to visit the seniors of Yinqiu." ”
“…… I don't know where Xiaoyou learned about the old man's alias?"
The two stood still outside the house for a moment, and a surprised response came from inside the Qingyun Collapse. Not long after, an old man in a linen shirt walked out slowly from inside the Qingyun Collapse. The simple dress shows a calm and clean atmosphere, the hosta is tied up, and the gray eyebrows are covered by the eyes, which is difficult to hide the bright color. A Confucian voice is sonorous and pleasant, well-dressed, not the gorgeous and unparalleled Longsu of Shulou, but more sophisticated and open-minded after vicissitudes.
The white-haired old man in front of him was the top congenital of the Desolate Dragon Dao War Demon Leader hundreds of years ago, and the Holy Master, one of the ancestors of the Three Sects. It's just that for some reason, there is a lingering darkness in the corner of the eye, which is worrying.
"The younger generation came to Qingyun Collapse to discuss with the seniors for the matter of the Demon Leader. ”
Hearing this, he bowed, and the unfortunate demonic aura on his waist flashed, causing the person on the other side to be stunned. Before the Holy Master could answer, the demonic aura suddenly swelled all over his body, and his body covered the sky with mysterious power, and the color of pain floated on his face, and he could only barely suppress it and endure it. Baili Baoxin was very frightened when he saw this, this Confucian predecessor was so big and demonic...... Is it really the ancestor of Confucianism?
Isn't it good, it is also the demonic qi of the demon world, causing blood branding to backlash? Wen Renran was just about to reach out to help, but he remembered the power of blood branding, and his palm stopped half an inch in front of the master, not knowing how to move!