Chapter 127 The road is one foot high
After the failure of the Snow Ridge plan that day, the spirit spirit of the mountain returned to the Elf Peak, looking at her daughter who had her eyes closed on the bed and couldn't wake up like a normal person, her eyes were full of tenderness and sadness. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
When he got out of the room, he saw that the courtyard was full of people, these people were not strictly speaking, their real identity was goblins, but members of the demon clan.
In fact, these people fled here from the demon clan, helpless people, and the spirit of the mountain saw that they were pitiful, so they took them in as their own subordinates.
When his subordinates saw him, the same sadness appeared on their faces, and some even cried in low voices, and the scene was depressed for a while.
The spirit essence of the mountain is the spirit of the spirit of the mountain to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon of the heaven, earth, and the moon, he has no name, but he loves his home very much, so he gave his current name.
He came from ancient times, and he had experienced the most terrible period in the world, so that he still has the problem of that time, but after he made it a few times, he was determined to get rid of this problem, because he once heard a Taoist priest say that if you can plant yin virtue, it will also be good for your daughter.
It was after listening to the words of the Taoist priest that he decided to get rid of the problem, but since his daughter got this disease when she was three years old, now twelve years have passed, and her daughter's illness has not only not improved, but has become more serious.
In the past twelve years, he has been relying on the elixir of the Immortal Jade Sword Sect to treat his daughter's illness, but since Dan Lao left Yanshan, although others in the Immortal Jade Sword Sect will also refine the pill, but compared with Dan Lao, it is simply a world of difference, and the effect of the pill is not as good as before.
Later, there was an accident in the Immortal Jade Sword Sect, what happened, he was not interested in knowing, and he would not inquire, he just knew that the Immortal Jade Sword Sect was now unreliable.
It wasn't until not long ago that the water girl of the Shui family came to him, and he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, but soon, the Shui family decided not to treat his daughter anymore, because the resources consumed were too serious, and their daughter's disease, even the Shui family, had never seen it, so they gave up.
But he couldn't give up, he begged the water girl in every way, and even knelt down for her, kowtowed more than a dozen times, and his forehead was broken, but fortunately, the water girl finally agreed, but only told him a spell.
Seeing the expressions of his subordinates at this moment, he deliberately hid the sadness on his face, lifted his spirits, and shouted to them: "What are you doing, don't you have to work, is dinner ready today?"
The men looked at each other, but no one answered, and no one had any intention of leaving.
Seeing everyone like this, Yanshan Lingjing sighed, and finally sat down on the stone steps very tired, and said, "You have been with me for hundreds of years, and you have never seen any strong winds and waves, do you need to have a sad face on your face?"
The men still didn't speak, and some people were still sobbing quietly.
Yanshan Lingjing was helpless, so he had to continue to speak, but when he wanted to speak, his nose suddenly became sore, and tears flowed from his eyes, he hurriedly wiped his sleeves clean, and as if he was afraid that everyone would see it, he immediately smiled and said: "To be honest, I don't worry about my daughter, I have to find a reliable person." After speaking, he looked up and saw the big bare willow tree in the yard, exhaled a breath of cold air, and after a long time, it was dark......
Wen Aowu saw Chengxing being taken away, he was extremely unwilling and angry, and because he was defeated by Qingcheng, until today, his injuries were more than half better, last time for him, it was really a war of attrition with a life, there were not many injuries on the surface, but he suffered very serious internal injuries, and he had been recuperating in the inn in the town for the past two days.
Today he stood in the room, looking out the window, as if he was deep in thought, although his face was also tired, but there was still a sharp energy. There was his own sword on the table, and after looking at it for a long time, he sat down, thinking back to the scene of the day, what he was most worried about at the moment was Chengxing, and after two days, there was still no news of Chengxing, he knew that Chengxing was not dead, because he had a secret in his heart, a secret that Chengxing told him a long time ago, so he knew that Chengxing was not dead.
Today, most of his injuries are healed, and he thinks that at night, he will go to the Yuqing faction to investigate secretly, at this time there are still few pedestrians on the street, and on such a cold day, occasionally a few people walk on the street, and they also hurriedly walk into the nearby tavern, or plunge into the gambling house. He closed his eyes, thinking about recuperating before it got dark.
It was originally an ordinary day, but soon, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was surprised by something, his face looked very surprised and a little panicked, picked up the saber on the table and planned to leave immediately.
Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the door: "Senior brother, where do you want to go?" Soon, the door was opened from the outside to the inside by a force, and I saw three people standing at the door, all of whom were disciples of the East China Sea Sword Sect.
The person who spoke first also walked in, glanced at the room, and sat down where Wen Aowu was originally sitting. This person is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, his face is mature and steady, his body exudes the same momentum as Wen Aowu, a face is very long, but he is very handsome, after this person sat down, he untied the cloak on his body, and put the sword on the table, it was a gorgeous sword, the relief on the scabbard was very exquisite, the hilt of the sword was wound with gold wire, and the whole sword gave people a feeling of being very precious. The other two didn't sit down, and one of the young disciples saluted Wen Aowu and said, "Senior brother." "The other person turned out to be a female cultivator, about sixteen or seventeen years old, but this female cultivator is not tall, and her face is round, and her figure is obviously not fully grown, but her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she may not become a beauty in the future. The female cultivator also bowed to Wen Aowu and said, "Senior Brother Wen." ”
Wen Aowu nodded to the two, then looked at the person who sat down, he didn't think about anything else, he also sat on the chair on the other side, his eyes staring ahead. The other party obviously knew that he should speak by himself at this time, he knew Wen Aowu very well, knew Wen Aowu's character, and said: "Senior brother, I can't imagine that you have come all the way to this poor mountain without saying a word, so that my master and many juniors and disciples are not worried." ”
The female cultivator had been staring at Wen Aowu since she entered, as if there was something about him that attracted her. At this time, he suddenly heard the man: "Xiao Ling, you quickly take out the unique secret medicine of this sect and give it to your Senior Brother Wen." ”
Xiao Ling was stunned at first, but quickly reacted, and said with a panicked face: "What's the matter, is Senior Brother Wen injured?"
The man looked at Wen Aowu and said, "It seems that the person who injured the junior brother has a very high cultivation, you have never caused trouble, is the other party bullying you, don't worry, tell the senior brother me, let's teach him a lesson for you, let him know that my East China Sea Sword Sect is not so easy to bully." ”
Xiao Ling took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a red pill, and handed it to Wen Aowu, who swallowed it immediately without thinking about it, but there was no expression on his face. Xiao Ling should have been accustomed to Wen Aowu like this, and after watching him take the pill, he also asked, "Senior Brother Wen, you say, who injured you?" But Wen Aowu was silent, she had to ask: "Second Senior Brother, what do you think about this, we must teach that person a good lesson." ”
The second senior brother smiled lightly and said, "I don't think your senior brother Wen will say it, forget it, since he doesn't want to say it, then don't say it, it's just junior brother, do you know that a big incident has happened in this sect recently?"
Of course Wen Aowu didn't know, he looked at the second senior brother, his face was full of doubts, and his brows were furrowed.
The second senior brother's face was soon full of seriousness, and said: "This time, junior brother, we are here to find you, your master went out to meet friends a few days ago, and he has not come back until now, just five days ago, a life spark left by your master was suddenly extinguished. ”
Hearing this, Wen Aowu suddenly stood up, his face was full of shock and panic, and he walked out of the room immediately without thinking about it.
The second senior brother fastened his cloak and just picked up the sword, but he saw Wen Aowu walking back, just walked in front of Xiao Ling, grabbed her shoulders hard, his eyes were very complicated, although he didn't say anything, but Xiao Ling understood what he meant, and said, "Senior Brother Wen, do you want me to stay and help you find your friends?"
Wen Aowu nodded, grabbed Xiao Ling's palm, wrote a few words on his hand with his right index finger, and then ran out without looking back.
Xiao Ling still maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, his face was blushing, but he was surprised and happy in his heart, secretly resenting Senior Brother Wen is really bold, how can his daughter's hand touch it.
The second senior brother walked to Xiao Ling's side at this time and said, "Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling, junior brother is still like this, don't wait for us to go back in a hurry, you can stay." ”
Xiao Ling was called out of his mind by the second senior brother, and he was shocked, only then did he realize that he was embarrassed, and his face was even more embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into, and when he saw that several senior brothers were gone, he muttered: "Find Chengxing." ”
At this time, Chengxing Fang had just come out of the mysterious cave, and he decided to go and return to the water girl first, although he was also worried about what happened to Wen Aowu during the period, but he still felt that the water girl would be more anxious.
Without a Nanmu ruler and unable to use the cold sword, he had to cut down a branch in the pine forest, cut it into the length of the sword, and planned to use the pine branch to fly back.
This pine branch is not more consuming than a sword, but it consumes more spiritual energy, but fortunately, it is still within his bearing, if it were someone else, he would definitely not use this method.
During the flight, he flew over the villages and towns, and some monks pointed to the sky and laughed at him for being stupid, but Chengxing didn't care, these people didn't understand, and he didn't need to explain why.
In this way, relying on a pine branch, he flew back to the cave.
The weather was fine today, although the temperature was still very low, but the sun was good, and the clear sky also bode for good weather.
It's just that he never expected that he was still careless.
Before he could enter the cave, he had just landed, and more than a dozen swords were aimed at him in all directions.
Then, the water girl and Qingcheng walked out, but there was another person beside them, a low old man on crutches.
At this moment, he naturally understood something, the water girl looked at Chengxing, smiled, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, but before I have time to get along with you, you will die." ”
Chengxing stared at the water girl, didn't care about the swords above her head, and said, "Cross the river and tear down the bridge?"
However, it was the unknown old man who answered him, his eyebrows and beard covering his eyes and mouth, but he could still hear him clearly: "This is a foot high." ”