Bu Lingling...

Bu Lingling...

On a rainy night, a ruined temple, a barren mountain, and an indescribable bell rang.

It seemed that a strange metal was turning, and the ethereal image came from outside the sky, but so many Tang Sect disciples, including Tang Yuan, could not hear any of them.

Xia Ji used the "God's Perspective" mode of the Earth Eye to hear clearly.

"Master Hou, Master Hou, what do you eat at night?"

Xue Qianrou stood in front of the third railing, looking up at the cross-legged boy on the top of the cabin.

Xia Ji was thinking about it, and when he heard this, he said casually: "Let's go down." ”

"The slave knows. ”

The maid of the silver yarn bowed her head and retreated to the kitchen on the first floor to make noodles.

The free painting boat is dangling on Changhong Lake.

And Xia Ji's vision through the earth's eyes was also shaking.

This group of people is following the "Tang An" shuttling through the woods, walking more and more away, the air is very cold, and a trace of cold air goes straight to the pores, making people shudder.

And this bump in sight was caused by Tang Yuan going downhill.

This slope is not even far from the main road.

"How can this spring be as cold as late autumn? ”

"Old Seven, do you also feel cold? This cold is cold to the bones, and you can barely get some heating when you use your true qi to forcibly resist. ”

"The climate in the mountains is changeable, even if it's summer, it's cold at night, not to mention that it's not summer yet. ”

In the distance, Tang An just didn't speak, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

The crowd followed closely as if they had been lost.

Except for the sound of the metal turning, it was ethereal.

As he walked, Tang Yuan seemed to suddenly wander, and he staggered and half-knelt in the grass beside him.

The Tang Sect disciple beside him asked curiously, "What's the matter, Brother Tang Yuan?"

After only a few seconds, Tang Yuan replied: "It's nothing... Go on. ”

He continued, but he looked at the six newly written words on the soil in front of him in a daze, and his heart beat suddenly.

The six words read: Tang An is a ghost, run away!

The six words are very shallow, just enough for Tang Yuan to take a few looks.

After a few glances, it was covered in rain and it was business as usual.

Tang Yuan was excited, as if he had poked his head out of the water, and just now he seemed to be dreaming.

The terrifying and strange ringing of the bell also entered his ears.

He couldn't help frowning, it seemed that he had heard this bell somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

Tang Yuan stood up and continued to follow the large army.

Now he has two options.

The first is to call Tang An and let these more than ten meters of Tang Sect disciples be with him, but he needs to face the "ghost".

The second is to run away by yourself, which will be more successful, because you don't have to face "ghosts".

It's just wrong...

He is not an ignorant person, otherwise he would not know the name of the candle dragon in the Holy Meeting, he has read some books on different kinds of zhi before, and he has also analyzed it in combination with historical books.

Evil spirits are accompanied by evil spirits.

And Tang An, when they set off from the Tang Gate together, they must be fine, otherwise they would have found out a long time ago.

Then, it was during the period when he went out to the tuba before the rain that he had an accident, and he vaguely remembered that there were still people in the temple who mocked "Tang An, this kid has fallen into the pit, and he has been gone for so long".

That's right.

Tang An was leading the way, leading himself and the others to the fierce demon.

As for this fierce demon, it is very likely to be a beast demon.

If it's a tiger, then it's a ghost.

And competing with beast demons to hide, that's simply looking for death... It's better to fight on your back.

At this point, Tang Yuan had forgotten the two words written by the Lord, "Run away", and he raised his voice and said directly: "Stop!! Tang An has a problem!"

"What's the matter, Big Brother Tang Yuan?" the Tang Sect disciple beside him said curiously.

And the rest of them are still moving forward unhurriedly.

Tang An, who was at the forefront, did not stop, and all the Tang Sect disciples did not stop...

The man who was left on his side asked curiously, "What's the matter, Brother Tang Yuan?"

Tang Yuan raised his voice again: "Stop! There is no life on this road! Tang An has a problem! Didn't you listen to me?"

"What's the matter, Brother Tang Yuan?"

The voice beside him became a little hoarse and treacherous.

Tang Yuan only felt a strong sense of disobedience coming, he looked sideways, and saw the familiar face of the Tang Sect disciple beside him... A few pieces of skin had just been washed off by the rain, as if the painting had been wet, and a piece had been torn off by hand, revealing the hideous flesh behind it.

Sou!!

Tang Yuan didn't say a word, and shot out at a rapid speed in the opposite direction.

The birds scattered.

A heart-rending scream rang out in the jungle.

A man with only half of his body left quickly pulling at the dirt, trying to escape.

"Lord, Lord will not let you go!!"

"Ahhh

...

Xia Ji quietly looked at God's perspective.

As soon as Tang Yuan died, the Earth Eye fell on the original ground and lost all meaning.

He closed his eyes and began to think.

"Master Hou, the noodles are ready, let's eat them while they're hot. ”

"Master Hou, the noodles are getting cold. ”

"Master Hou, come down and eat noodles. ”

Xue Qianrou trotted to the three-story railing, her hands extended into a horn, and shouted to the heights.

Now the twilight is over, and the spring cold has arrived.

Xia Ji straightened out his thoughts.

Tang Yuan received a task to investigate the robbers.

Sheltered from the rain in a barren mountain and a broken temple, but was killed by demons.

That's the logical process.

It's just that the bell is unreasonable.

If you simply put aside all the processes and means.

So in fact, for myself, there is only one sentence: the eyes of the earth are cleared.

...

...

Next.

Xia Ji didn't continue to think about Tang Yuan's question.

His pawns have disappeared silently and plausibly.

Now is not the time to act rashly.

[Xuanyuan Seventy-two Ukiyo" has once again resumed its steady ascension, and it is expected that in more than a month, it will be able to completely advance to the fifteenth layer, which is the consummation of this four-grade Xuangong.

Lan Yu obviously didn't leave the royal capital, but he wasn't in the palace anymore.

Xia Jiming's identity was not convenient to ask, so he didn't ask.

Next.

With Xue Qianrou's care, Xia Ji is human, his robe is clean, with the warmth of the sun and a little floral fragrance, his hair is neatly combed, and even a small hairpin is tied at the top, which is traversed by an ebony hairpin, showing a bit of elegant meaning.

He stretched out his hands flat, letting Xue Qianrou straighten his clothes for him, and then picked up the pitch-black sword box and carried it on his back.

The painting boat docks.

Xia Ji walked out into the street.

The propaganda really worked.

No one whispered "Wangdu Big Straw Bag" anymore.

On the contrary, many people say "Demon Slaying Sword Saint" and "Easy Marquis"!

Even if there are a few lemon essences, they are just an exception.

Xia Ji could only secretly sigh that his sister's story was well told.

As soon as he changed his body, he actually became a sword master...

Come to Tianque School Palace.

The school palace is quite lively.

It seems that a teacher is telling a first-grade student some common knowledge.

A group of boys and girls were sitting cross-legged in the main hall, while several teachers were quietly discussing in the back.

Xia Ji saw the glasses lady with the platinum sword box on her back, and then...

I actually saw the blue jade!!

The one-armed Lan Yu is wearing the uniform of a teacher in the Tianque School Palace, and he really looks like a teacher.

The teacher on the stage was talking loudly:

"It's a cruel world.

The cruel thing is that you only need a good book of exercises to surpass others, and if your exercises are good enough, others will not be able to catch up with you even if they spend ten times as much effort.

It's also a fair world.

It is fair that among the various sects and families, there are always unique exercises and exercises at the level of the unpassed law, and according to another division, silver and gold.

Between the exercises, they restrain each other, and they also cultivate to the tenth level, and some silver exercises can even defeat the golden exercises.

This is still a world that requires understanding, roots, and blessings.

Because the tenth layer is not the end, the tenth layer is just to completely exert the intention of the exercises, and then you need to think for yourself, feel the stones to cross the river, once you break through, even if it is a breakthrough in the silver exercises, you are already extraordinary. ”