In the carriage, the lord of the country sat on the brocade couch, and he said to the national teacher who closed his eyes and recuperated with a little worry:

"Dongling Immortal Jun, you say, can Master Yuanwu understand Lone's difficulties?"

"Huh?"

Dong Lingjun, who was extending his perception outward, was awakened by the words of the lord of the country, and suddenly lost his search and tracking of the crowd behind him.

He was also wounded in the Battle of Jinling.

The wounded soul made his powerful perception loosen a little.

"Your Majesty don't have to worry about it."

Dong Lingjun opened his eyes and used his heart for two purposes.

While searching for the crowd again, he held the dust in his hand, and said to the lord of the country in a floating tone:

"Master Yuanwu is a light character, if he makes the decision himself, he will naturally not rashly participate in the affairs of the dynasty, but in addition to being a martial arts master, he has another identity.

As the presiding officer of the Nirvana Temple, the head of Buddhism in the world, it is related to the prosperity of Buddhism, so the master of enlightenment came according to his own temperament.

Please rest assured, within seven days, your own treasure soldiers will arrive at the Forbidden Palace.

The dragon qi gathers, the country is stable, and the world is stable, and it is just around the corner. ”

"Hmm."

Hearing Dong Lingjun say this, Zhao Ming's expression looked a little better, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the national teacher in a warm voice:

"When I was in the wind and rain, it was really a blessing for my family and country to be protected by Dongling Immortal Jun. In the past few days, he bathed in the dragon qi in the palace, and then cultivated his soul according to the method taught by the immortal king.

Not only is he refreshed, but even his body, which has been weak since he was a child, has become stronger, and he is grateful to Xianjun for teaching the law. ”

"Why is Your Majesty so polite?"

Dong Lingjun searched for a while, but he couldn't find that familiar breath, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, and he no longer concentrated on looking for it.

He looked at Zhao Ming and said mildly:

"Poor Dao and the King of Huainan have an old relationship, and they should have led the King of Huainan into my immortal gate after the Jinling incident, but unfortunately the world is impermanent, and the number of lives is chaotic, and the death of the King of Huainan has not been calculated.

This immortal family fate method that should have been handed over to King Huainan was handed over to His Majesty, and it can be regarded as the cause and effect of the fate of the poor Dao. It's a pity that the poor Dao immortal cultivation can't be achieved, and the Ling Xuan Sword is also damaged for some reason.

If there is a fairy sword, it can suppress the national fortune, and there is no need for the lord of the country to go today. ”

Zhao Ming chuckled.

Although he had just met Dongling Guoshi for less than a month, he was indeed very respectful of this immortal who was not stained by the world.

It's rare that the fairy chief doesn't put on a show, and he is approachable.

It is even more rare to have real skills, as soon as he entered the Forbidden Palace, he was taught by the immortal method, so that the frail Zhao Ming's physique became stronger and stronger, although there was no apprenticeship, but the relationship between the two is now like that of master and apprentice.

This made the young lord who had just lost his relatives feel to be relied on again.

The lord of the country closed his eyes and thought for a moment, as if he had made a decision, and then said to Dong Lingjun:

"A few days ago, when I was watching the Lingxu Immortal Sword, I heard that the Taoist chief said that if this immortal sword wants to be repaired, it is necessary to take the aura, but unfortunately the aura in the world does not exist, so that the treasure is covered with dust.

According to what the immortal chief said, this Lin'an dragon qi seems to be able to be used as an aura filler, so it is better to be lonely for a few days, so he will suspend bathing in the dragon qi and repair the immortal sword for the Taoist chief. ”

Seeing that Dong Lingjun's eyes were stunned, as if he wanted to shirk it, Zhao Ming said again:

"Gu knows that the Taoist is a real outsider, and he doesn't like the wealth of the world, but the Taoist has a lot of assistance to our country, and this time he has done his best to recover the dragon qi for Gu.

Lonely received this great grace, and his heart was uneasy.

The Taoist chief doesn't have to excuse himself. ”

"Then, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

Dong Lingjun smiled and nodded to the lord of the country, and his heart felt a little better for the lord of this worldly country, but in general, he still didn't think so.

It's just dragon energy.

It's not a good thing.

Thousands of years ago, when the aura was abundant, this substitute Dong Lingjun would not even look at it, but in this era of scarcity, these Xu Long Qi were still useful.

The Ling Xuan Sword that was connected to his mind was destroyed by that mortal Ren Hao.

It's almost impossible to restore it.

However, bathing in dragon qi can allow the injured spirit sword to restore a few traces of spiritual charm, and when the Ten Thousand Souls Array is opened, find some strange things in heaven and earth, and then repair it completely.

Thousands of years ago, this sword followed him.

A thousand years later, he woke up in a strange era, and the only thing he knew was this sword.

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing."

Dong Lingjun put the dust aside, and in the swaying carriage, he sat in the air, and said to Zhao Ming, the lord of the country:

"Poor Dao has received a summons from Xianshan, and after a while, there will be a junior sister of Poor Dao to come to Lin'an, unlike Poor Dao, my junior sister is good at killing techniques.

She will be responsible for training the world's strongest army for His Majesty.

In a few days, Poor Dao will go to Zhoushan and pick up his sister to come to the world. ”

"And the fairy girl wants to come to my aid?"

A hint of joy flashed in Zhao Ming's eyes, and he said:

"It's really a great thing, Lone will prepare a place for the fairy Gu to live in peace, measure the material resources of our country's court, and make friends with the immortal mountain immortals."

"Lord of the Kingdom!"

Dong Lingjun shook his head and said softly:

"Poor Dao has said several times, I am a person outside the world, do not covet the wealth of mortals, Your Majesty should not work hard for us.

If it wasn't needed to gather dragon energy, there would be no need to build a Taoist temple.

If Your Majesty truly thanks us and others, it will be enough to govern the country so that the world will be stable, the people will multiply, and evil things will not be born.

In addition, the poor road has only occasionally sensed, and now there is dirt and dirt hidden in Lin'an City, and I am afraid that there are people with bad intentions towards the country, and the defense of the lord of the country needs to be strengthened.

In the past few days, Poor Dao has trained another batch of tiger Benwei with immortal methods, and he still needs to ask the lord of the country for a piece of Yu order, Xu Hu Benwei, and search for evil spirits in the city.

The lord of the country must also be more careful when traveling in the future. ”

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"Lin'an City is not waiting?"

On the third floor of the Heluo Inn in Lin'an, Liu Zhuoran looked at Hua Qing packing his luggage, he held his sword, grabbed the wine gourd, and asked with a puzzled face:

"Why the urgency? Aren't you going to go to the Nirvana Temple to get a panoramic view of the city? ”

"I can't stay any longer."

Since Hua Qing returned to the inn, he never showed his trademark squinting smile, he packed a few of his clothes, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"If you see him today, he must have noticed you, and if you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

"No, it won't."

Liu Zhuoran shook his head and said:

"We were forty or fifty zhang apart at the time, and in that kind of noisy situation, even if it was a heavenly list, we couldn't detect it."

"Stupid!"

Hua Qing said coldly:

"Now that you have realized that the person is not your master, how can you still think about the things in front of you with the thinking of a martial artist? You just said that the man seems to have been replaced.

I'll tell you, you're right.

Your master, I guess he has already been taken away! ”

"Huh?"

The wine gourd in Liu Zhuoran's hand stopped in mid-air, and he looked at Hua Qing, whose eyes were serious and wide, and it didn't look like he was joking.

Hua Qing didn't seem to see Liu Zhuoran's expression, and he said while packing up his salute:

"It must be carried by the innate body, and the divine soul should belong to the immortal monarch.

And even if the aura does not exist, with the immortal monarch's divine soul induction, quietly, within two hundred zhang of the direction, the wind and grass are blowing, and they will never be able to hide it.

The moment you see him, he must have noticed you.

And Xianjun's thoughts for a moment, transformed into thousands, if he is really in a high position in the Southern Dynasty, at this moment, the forbidden army in Lin'an City, the masters of the imperial court, I am afraid that they have been mobilized to search for the traces of the two of us in the city.

They are no longer human. ”

Hua Qing said in a deep voice:

"Don't think about them with the power of mortals."

"I know you're not joking about these things."

Liu Zhuoran stood up straight, his hair was scattered, his expression became serious, and he said:

"How can you be sure that my master has been taken away?"

"I don't know Dong Lingjun, I'm not sure."

Hua Qing shouldered the delicate burden of beating, he grabbed the folding fan, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"But I don't want to gamble on this kind of thing.

You may think that it is appalling, but I tell you, this kind of thing has not been uncommon in the past thousand years.

There are too many shadows in this sunlit world, you can't see it, most people can't see it, but it doesn't mean that those sneaky things don't exist.

Let's go, I'll tell you slowly on the way.

Still not going to clean up? ”

"I don't have anything to look up to."

Liu Zhuoran spread his hands:

"A sword, a pot of wine, and a piece of clothing are all my belongings."

"Then you're miserable."

Hua Qing pursed her lips and pointed to the window.

It was noon, and the streets were full of people, but they were so skilled that they flew through the streets without alarming anyone.

"Shh

Hua Qing landed on the other side of the street, hiding in a shadow under the eaves, and made a silent gesture to Liu Zhuoran.

He lay there, staring at the inn more than ten zhang away opposite, and said to Liu Zhuoran, who was leaning there beside him:

"Along the way, you're not very curious, why am I so proficient in the secrets of the immortal family in this thousand years?"

"Yes."

Liu Zhuoran pulled the stopper of the wine gourd, shook it, and asked rhetorically:

"You have been reluctant to say that today you have spoken of the seizure.

I wonder if you're a thousand-year-old ghost too. ”

This is a joke.

But Hua Qing's side did not respond, and after a few breaths, he whispered:

"I'll count it as half."

"Uh-huh!!"

Liu Zhuoran, who was drinking, stopped his movements suddenly, he looked back at Hua Qing, wiped his mouth, and his eyes were strange.

"What? Scared? ”

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Hua Qing's mouth, and he said:

"The thousand-year-old ghost is not your Penglai specialty, and it is one of the four major immortal sects that have been passed down to this day. It's just that those in Kunlun were all killed by Zhang Moxie with secret methods.

The Taihang Immortal Gate was destroyed, and those old ghosts also dissipated with the wind.

As for the Five Immortals Temple, I haven't been there, but after hearing that Shen Qiu made a big fuss there, my master secretly went to Liaodong.

He sent me a letter, saying that the old ghosts of the Five Immortals Temple have almost dissipated.

I, I'm a poor man. ”

Hua Qing pursed her lips, pointed to her head, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

"I have two memories in my head, the one that belongs to me, and I stopped when I was eight or nine years old.

There is another memory, from a Kunlun 'immortal' who lived for more than nine hundred years.

Well, that's not quite accurate, he really lived for a time of only his thirties, and he died ten years after the end of the Dharma era came.

It's just that I've been 'living' in the blood sea fantasy realm of Kunlun Immortal Pool.

When Zhang Moxie snatched away the evil knife, he almost lost his soul, and in order to continue to survive, he dispersed his aura and took away a little Taoist boy in Kunlun. ”

Hua Qing turned his face away, and returned to his old smiling expression, he pointed to his face and said:

"That unfortunate little Taoist boy is me.

From the age of eight to eighteen, how I lived, how I grew up, I have no memory at all, I thought I was going to die like that.

Then, suddenly, one day, the murderous man who snatched the magic knife from Kunlun came back alone.

Zhang Moxie saved me and my master, drove the thousand-year-old evil spirit away from the minds of the two of us, and I came back to life, like a dream.

It's like a dream for ten years. ”

Hua Qing lowered his head, and in the shadow of the sun, he took a breath and said:

"It's like a dream for a thousand years."

"I can't tell myself, whether I am the Kunlun Xiaodao Tonghua Wanhong, or the thousand-year-old ghost Qingyuejun."

Listening to this story, Liu Zhuoran's heart was full of chills.

He didn't think Hua Qing was lying to him, and there was no need to make up such a story that made people feel cold.

Under the sun, Liu Zhuoran touched his lips, and he said to Hua Qing:

"So, you named yourself 'Hua Qing', the combination of the names of the two souls, so that you don't forget those memories?"

"No, it's not as deep as you think."

Hua Qing shook his head, he stared at the inn across the street, watching a group of heavily armed forbidden troops surround the entire inn.

He grinned and said:

"Hua Wanhong and Qingyuejun are both dead, and now I am a new me, a new soul shaped by the past, and the newborn should have a new name.

Isn't it a good fit?

Do you think I'm joking with you when I tell you that I came down the mountain to wash my heart?

If the memories of those two people can't be washed away, my soul can't bear it, and now I have forgotten most of them, and Hongchen has reached the last step of washing my heart.

After killing all the thousand-year-old ghosts in this world, I can also have a life that truly belongs to me in this clean world.

Let's go, it's not safe here. ”

Hua Qing turned around and flew farther away, ignoring the noisy inn behind her, Liu Zhuoran followed, and the two quickly disappeared into the alleys of the bustling Lin'an City.

But the escape of the two of them did not last long.

To be precise, half an hour later, in the last deep alley leading to the gate of Lin'an City, their road was cut off.

"Where are you two going?"

In the shadows of the alley, Shen Lan, who was wearing a red dress, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, wearing a half-fox mask, and using a small half fan, coiled her hair.

It seems that they have been here, and they have been waiting for the two of them for a long time.

She turned around in the dead alley, and under the escort of Xiuhe, who carried two knives on her back, a hat, and wore a black dress, she held an umbrella and said to the two people in front of her:

"That national teacher, I have mobilized three thousand dragon warriors, and I am waiting for you outside Lin'an City. You men are really rough in doing things, and you can't do it without a woman to help you, right? ”

Shen Lan chuckled, like a red fox.

She walked to a fork in the deep alley, and said without looking back:

"Come on, two embarrassed little men, concubines are entrusted by others, and bring a few words to you two."