When everyone heard the sound, they were overjoyed, and they hurriedly followed the sound, only to see that the sound started from a small hand, which moved in the air and then hung down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Xiao Yi'er saw this scene, she was a little scared and hurriedly hid behind her grandfather.

Zhang Xian comforted her and said, "Yi'er, don't be afraid. ”

He put one hand behind her and wrapped it around her shoulder, and with the other hand, he pulled out his own danqing roll from his bosom.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that the Shang family will have the rest of his life after the catastrophe, so let's hurry up and save him."

Before the words fell, Tang Xu had already acted, cut his fingers, and erased a pattern in his danqing roll, only to see that the pattern flew out and fell to the ground to condense into a wrestler.

This broken wood has a hundred catties, but this wrestler can easily carry it, which shows that the effect of this Danqing technique is extraordinary, it can call the wind and rain, and it can also make the ghosts and gods listen to the errand.

Under the broken log, I first saw a woman, her back burned like mud.

Zhang Xian didn't care about those etiquettes at this time, and hurriedly reached out to hug the woman.

It's just that when I was in the hands, I only felt a sadness in my heart, this woman did not have any signs of life, and when I looked at it again, I saw that the corners of her mouth were oozing blood, her whole body was paralyzed, and she had been dead for a long time.

"Grandpa, look."

Xiao Yi'er pointed to it, and saw that there was still a person below, a boy about ten years old, looking at them with a pair of big eyes half-open.

And the hand and the sound of help that I saw earlier should be that the boy is correct.

The woman must have protected him, so she protected her under her body, so that he could be spared.

Zhang Xian was filled with joy and sorrow in his heart, put the woman in one place, and reached out to take the boy out.

As soon as this finger touched his body, he felt a burning pain in his fingertips, as if it was burning, and Zhang Xian quickly retracted his hand.

"Huh? Isn't it? On the side, Tang Xu was horrified, and couldn't help but squat down to take a closer look at the boy's body.

I saw that its clothes were ragged and had long been damaged, and a large area of skin was exposed on it, which was mixed with sawdust, earth and stone just now, and it was not real.

The scar was strange, like a snake wrapped around it, faintly revealing the light of fire, glowing with purple-black bright lines.

"What kind of ...... is this" Zhang Xian thought that he had walked the rivers and lakes for many years and was well-informed, but he had never seen such a strange situation, "I'm afraid it's the unique technique of this Danqing demon, as for what it is, I'm afraid I have to ask the master to know." ”

Looking at the woman just now, I also found the same fire pattern on it.

"It seems that this is the source of the fire in this city, and the Danqing demon is estimated to have used this evil fire to kill people, but this child has a big life, and he did not let him get his wish."

As he spoke, Zhang Xian stretched out his hand, put it between the boy's head and tail, and picked him up.

"Senior brother! You ......" Tang Xu's heart tightened, and he saw that the fire pattern was beating, and the fire light turned from weak to strong, burning from the place where Zhang Xian came into contact with the child, and Zhang Xian's palm seemed to make a sound of burning flesh and skin.

Zhang Xian endured the pain, took him out, put him on the ground, and then withdrew his hand.

However, the pain was burning, and he was already sweating profusely.

……

"Hot ......" the child struggled for a moment, letting out this faint breath.

When he looked up again, the scars of the evil fire on his body gradually brightened from dark black, as if they were about to burn again.

Zhang Xian was shocked, thinking that if he couldn't stop the spread of this fire in time, he was afraid that the child's life would be in danger.

However, he couldn't think of any good way for a while, but he remembered a burst of anxiety, Zhang Xian only had one thought at the moment, hoping to exchange his life for the child's life, and what flashed in his mind was the forbidden technique of the end of the Danqing secret technique, the so-called method of changing lives.

"Grandpa, it would be nice if there was snow, this brother is hot all over, isn't it just a matter of using cold things to reduce the fire, when Yi'er had a fever before, grandpa did the same."

Although this child's words were immature, they woke up Zhang Xian all of a sudden.

"My family Yi'er is really smart." Zhang Xian laughed, touched Xiao Yi'er's head, and took out the Danqing roll he had just used from his arms.

This Danqing roll is a treasure given to him by Nanhuazi, which is made of thousand-year-old cold bamboo, also known as cold jade roll.

This cold jade scroll is the most yin to the cold thing, cold all year round, Zhang Xian has to bring this scroll with him, although he suffers from this cold and cold, but it is to temper the mind, just because the art of Danqing emphasizes the mental power, the stronger the mind, the stronger the mana, so although the cold jade scroll makes people suffer, it is the most able to improve the Danqing technique.

Another advantage of the cold jade roll is that it can be large or small, and there are many changes, that is, the number of danqing that can be recorded on it is endless, so the cold jade roll is the treasure of danqing, Zhang Xian can get this treasure, it can only be said that Nanhuazi does favor him, and this matter has also suffered a lot of jealousy, so Zhang Xian has never shown off on weekdays.

Zhang Xian took out the cold jade scroll and placed it on the boy's chest, only to see that an ice mark first appeared at the contact site, and then spread, gradually suppressing the fire mark all over his body.

As soon as the flames were extinguished, they became extremely faint, like a transparent film, revealing that the child's original skin was like snow.

"Yo, looking at it this way, you're pretty good-looking......"

Xiao Yi'er squatted down and stared at his face from top to bottom.

"My name is Zhang Yi, what's your name?"

At this time, the boy had to suppress the fire marks with this cold jade roll, and the burning sensation just now disappeared, but he felt a little comfortable, and when he heard the girl ask, he opened his lips and said weakly, "Shang, Yun......"

"Shang Yun, it's a nice name." Zhang Yi grinned, and a pair of big eyes bent into two crescents.

Shang Yun looked at her face, at this time he was in a desperate situation, he only felt that this girl was extremely cute, like a fairy in the sky, at this time he relaxed, only felt tired for a while, he squeezed out a slight smile, and then felt a pair of eyelids extremely heavy, so he closed them, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, asleep?" Xiao Yi'er poked him in the face, but there was no response.

Zhang Xian was shocked at first, afraid that this evil fire would hurt his granddaughter, but seeing that there was nothing unusual about her after contact, he was relieved.

"It seems that this cold jade scroll is the natural nemesis of this evil fire, and it has actually suppressed it." Zhang Xian laughed, took off his clothes, and wrapped Shang Yun and the people with the Danqing roll.

"It seems that the treasure cold jade scroll that everyone in this world wants was actually born for him, but I am afraid that my senior brother will leave this cold jade scroll on him in the future." Tang Xu said this, and he didn't know whether it was regret or jealousy.

"Maybe that's what providence calls it." Zhang Xian let out a sigh, stood up, looked around and said, "Senior brother, let's look carefully to see if there are any living people." ”

Tang Xu nodded, only looked at the boy on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself, "I don't know if your life is good or bad......"

He shook his head and followed Zhang Xian to rummage through the ruins.

……

A few hours passed, and the house was originally an ordinary small house, not much of a place, but no one was found alive.

Cleaned up, except for Shang Yun, a total of 8 bodies were found.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, the two knew that there would be no more gain, so they transported the corpses to the back mountain by magic and buried them, and hastily set up a grave.

It's a pity that these corpses are completely destroyed, and they can only identify men and women, but they can't know their names, and they can't set up a tablet to engrave words, so they have to set up a wordless stone to pay tribute.

Shang Yun slept for a few hours, his breath was weak, and he didn't wake up.

Zhang Xian and the others kowtowed in front of this grave on his behalf, and knelt down and kowtowed again and again as their own identity, and then took Shang Yun and packed up and left here.

……

Danqing rolled into a big carpet, carrying everyone to fly for half a day, only to see the mountains below are bright, the trees are dense, the peaks are continuous, and the clouds and mist surround it, as if entering a fairyland.

After a short time, you can see the clouds and cranes in the air, or there are white-clothed Taoists flying through the clouds and fog, or flying with a weapon, and everyone knows that it has arrived.

This Taihang Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, the terrain is vast, among which the peaks and peaks are stacked, and this Danqing Gate is located in the mountains of ten thousand immortals.

I saw that in the depths of the clouds, the bright light came, revealing a large piece of Qionglou Yuyu.

The next boulder is like a huge sword, straight into the clouds, and a few big characters are written on it-

"Danqing Gate".