What happened to Lu Bing, after all, he didn't have time to ask. I seem to have some hope for self-deception.

The three children were gone, and the mountains were quiet again. I stood on the cliff and old pine, looking at the treacherous clouds in front of me, and I only felt that it was no accident that people in the world looked up and saw this unprovoked scene above their heads. The inside and outside of the Xuanguang Cave were in a mess, but this sea of clouds did not cause any damage. After looking at it like this for a long time, I don't know how many thoughts are born and die in my heart, and I don't realize that the sun has set to the west, and I suddenly remembered that Lu Bing, like her master, usually tidied up the cave mansion in an orderly manner, and I can't tolerate half a mess, but now although Lu Bing's whereabouts are unknown, I can't let this mess go away, and it violates the will of the old people.

Dust-contaminated places can be cleaned and transported away, water-stained places can be wiped and air-dried, and broken tables and chairs can be repaired. It's just that most of the pearls and jades that were embedded in the cave walls and maintained by spiritual energy have been broken into gravel and mixed with sewage and debris everywhere, and my magic power will never be able to make them clear of dust and restore sight. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel sorry. Their master and apprentice collected these treasures back then, used to decorate the cave mansion, and used them for lighting, even though it was not a difficult process to obtain them, but they were also hard to come by, and several of them had a long history when they were mentioned by Lu Bing. Now these many treasures, whether they have a history or an unknown name, are all lost on the flower python that has been cultivated into a red dragon, and they are crushed into a few dull dusty pulp. If Yu Zixiu's predecessors had already foreseen today's scene, and didn't know in his heart, had he ever sighed in vain about it?

After cleaning up for a long time, only Lu Bing's Dan room remained. The utensils in the room were blindly messy, and there was not the slightest damage, so I raised my hand outside the door, and all the objects in the room that had been shaken down were smoothly restored to their original places. It's just that the fourteen big cinnabar characters are ominous, like a spell that keeps me out of the door, and I don't even want to look at them directly. However, the words are innocent. Thinking about the time when Cangjie made words, the sky was rain, the ghost cried for the night, the power of words can be imagined, but the power of the day has faded, is it the fault of these horizontal and vertical strokes?

I was thinking about it boringly, and suddenly saw a slight glow in the depths of the Xuanguang Cave, like a cloud and smoke atmosphere, and when I got closer, I didn't even see the water vapor. The waterhole is still as clear as a hundred years ago, dark and swarthy, reflecting the sporadic light of the luminous wall on the top of the cave, just like the deep sky of a winter night contains countless stars, and it is bright and extinguished at my feet. After all, it's an old place, and being able to escape the catastrophe can't help but make me a little happy. A hundred years ago, I often cooked tea and studied magic with Lu Bing here, and once on the eve of the Lantern Festival, we went to the town to collect more than 200 lanterns in various ways, and hung every corner where the water in the pond could be reflected. All kinds of lanterns are reflected in the cold pool water, such as projected in the mirror, the light and light reflect each other, less than a lamp derives three or four lamps, more can generate seventeen or eighteen lamps, in the water from near to far, staggered rows are especially like lamp arrays. For a time, a bright world appeared out of thin air in the hundred-step cold pool, which was brightly lit and brighter than the most prosperous lamp market in the world, but there was no bustle of people and horses. After a few days of being at the mercy of this, through the game, we have a general understanding of the key to the reflection of Hantan. Raising various lanterns certainly helps to distinguish the reflections in different directions of the cold pool, but later, Lu Bing and I or the palm lantern wandered around the cave wall, or followed the top of the cave to fly with pearls, and we were still able to distinguish them one by one, and it was obvious that the two hundred lanterns were all out of our stubbornness.

There was the crisp sound of water droplets and empty stones. I didn't remember it, but because this scene was too familiar, I couldn't help but speed up my pace and walk towards the exposed desk in front of me. Although the name of that place is "Exposing the Book Table", it is actually a place where Lu Bing admires the moon and snow. Yu Zixiu and his wife love the child, and secondly, they also feel harmless, so they can help her. Over time, when Lian Sanxian Yuzi Xiu talked about this, he also called it the exposure desk. For this reason, Lu Bing prefers this place even more. Soon after the dismissal of the Scattered Immortal Yuzi, Long Gu also went to the East China Sea to practice, leaving only Lu Bing, Yilong and this cave. At the beginning of the heavy snow in winter, the moon was as bright as day, and the pillar of light slanted down from the sky above the exposed desk, shining on the incense burner, and the wisps of light blue mist flowed slowly, gradually dissipating beyond the moonlight. Lu Bing stood far away, and could look at it for a while, saying that it was like this, as if the master and the master were still enjoying the snow game over there, and she, as an apprentice, couldn't bear to disturb it......

The exposure desk has a special meaning to Lu Bing, and I may be able to find even a little clue about her whereabouts here. However, all that catches your eye is an endgame. Spells are cast on the chessboard to ensure that the game can withstand long-term aging and is protected from the erosion of earth, water, fire and wind. That spell was obviously from Lu Bing's handwriting, and since it is still effective, it is expected that she has no worries about her life at present, which is finally a small piece of good news. It's just that she doesn't know where she is at the moment, why she is trapped, and she doesn't even care about the cave house that her master passed to her, and allows others to scribble such nonsense words...... I sighed secretly: I really still look forward to it in my heart, hoping that those words were not left by Lu Bing.

As long as she didn't write it, even if it was a demon and deceived herself, with her usual temperament, it was probably limited.

I went straight to the deepest part of the Xuanguang Cave in the organ room, but I still found nothing, standing on the edge of the cold pool, muttering in my heart, whether she will suddenly encounter a great change, only to hide the clues under the cold pool to reserve a back hand. However, the depth of this waterhole is unfathomable, in the early years, just in case, the scattered immortal Yuzixiu set up a ban at the depth of the water, and later this ban was strengthened by Lu Bing, if the evil dragon can break through the ban and escape to the bottom of the mountain along the bottom of the pool, why do you need to fight with us? It can be seen that the most likely place to collect clues under the water of Hantan should be the place where Baizhang is forbidden. As he pondered, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint light out of the corner of his eye, which turned out to be the incense burner on the exposed desk that lit incense on its own. Not only that, but the incense burners displayed in all corners of the luminous wall and rocks and the cold pool are overflowing with smoke.

This is a kind of magic mechanism in the Xuanguang Cave, because the space in the cave is mostly isolated from the outside world, if the moisture and peculiar smell in the mountain are not left, the incense burner in the cave will burn incense by itself to drive away the evil, its incense formula is compatible with the flexibility of the incense, the smell is peaceful, and the effect of deodorizing and dehumidifying is extremely fast, people are in it, often do not notice the slight changes in the smell around them.

My thoughts were interrupted, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed, since the beginning of the decision, the root of the nose has not been differentiated, and it doesn't matter if the cave is fragrant or smelly, and now these mechanisms can still operate, but it seems redundant. However, when I thought about it, this incense burner must have been stimulated by an abnormal qi, maybe there is something strange about this qi that can help me find someone? At this point, I closed my eyes and concentrated on feeling the smell in the air, and interrogated repeatedly, and the incense that was connected to the root of my nose was a smelly smell, a little astringent, and a little thick...... It is as difficult as using small scissors to build a large garden, hoping that the work will not be done, but it is as easy as a round stone being kicked down the mountain. After a while, I felt that there was indeed a real smell in the air, and after a little discernment, I suddenly felt a stir, and immediately recognized that it was the fishy smell that had faded from the evil dragon when it left the formation.

I cursed secretly, thinking that this stench was not easy to dispel, and I was afraid that I would have to find some powerful incense to smoke it away. Holding his breath and walking outside, he heard a roar near the entrance of the cave, and came out just to see a black shadow sword dying in the heavy clouds.

I wondered, "Who is it?"

A young man in a brocade robe walked out next to him, folded the fan in his hand in his sleeve, slowly clasped his fists and saluted, and said: "Zhu Xuan, a person from Tianmen in Jiuwei Cave in Xiaemei Mountain, is specially ordered by the head of the sect to bring a message to his seniors." ”

I returned the salute and thought for a while: "Who are you, Mr. Mei San?"

"Uncle Taishi. ”

"Who ran away?"

"Breaking through the empty door. ”

"Huh?" I glanced back at the Xuanguang Cave.

"An emaciated camel is bigger than a horse. The number of magic treasures of the side door scattered immortal Yu Zixiu is huge, and it is famous all over the world, no matter how many years have passed, it will still attract people's attention. Now that it's hard to wait for the Ninety-Five Wind and Thunder Array to be broken, I naturally want to see if I can pick up any good things. ”

After he said this, I remembered that I really didn't see any treasures in the Xuanguang Cave, except for some utensils and treasures, no serious magic weapons were used in any way, no matter how big or small they were. Could it be that Lu Bing didn't want to come back after closing the cave mansion?

"I have Lu Bing's whereabouts. ”

Zhu Xuan folded his hands and hung down in front of him, looked at me with interest, and saw that I was looking at him without saying a word, so he waved his hand and smiled: "I have no malice." ”

"Wait until you go on. ”

He raised his eyebrows and nodded, and smiled, "She is now in the garden of Miao Lianhua Shenni. ”

"Excellent!" I couldn't help but clasp my hands. This person's name happened to be heard in Wei Shu's mouth, and the apprentice who could teach Han Bixu's demeanor must be a senior master with excellent cultivation, no wonder Lu Bing wanted to visit her.

Zhu Xuan paused, and said with a smile: "Do you need me to introduce you to your seniors?"

"I'm tired of you!"

However, since someone has already had the idea of hitting the Xuanguang Cave, I don't dare to say that I will leave, and besides, the Ninety-Five Wind and Thunder Array was actually destroyed by my own hands, so I had to renovate the mechanism at the entrance of the cave, reset the formation, and hide the location of the hole.

At this time, the edge of the sea of clouds was already dyed by the sunset, and Zhu Xuan sat in the pavilion and looked into the distance, which was very pleasant. When I told him that he was ready to go, he stood up and said, "It's been hundreds of years since my predecessors were separated from this place, right?"

"Three hundred years. ”

"Is there a change here?"

"There are a lot of people at the bottom of this mountain alone. ”

"Definitely. Three hundred years of streamers may not be as vicissitudes as possible, but there are always many changes. ”

"Mo Dao has been in the past three hundred years, and there are many things that have changed in a snap of a finger. "After speaking, I didn't wait for Zhu Xuan, so I first got up with my sword, stopped in mid-air, and thought that before leaving, I would patrol around Tianzhu Mountain with my divine sense. The twilight is darker at the bottom of the mountain, the birds in the forest return to their nests, the woodcutters return home, and there are no suspicious spirits coming and going. For a while, the mountain was very quiet, only in front of the mountain temple came a singing voice accompanied by the sword fighting festival: "However, the rusty sword is difficult to level, and it is difficult to calm the hatred of the world......"