Late at night.

There is a place called the palace lantern where it is, the position in the middle of the west wind and the sudden realm of the sparse building, it is supervised by the people of the Confucian world, and the shape is a triangular pavilion decorated with light yarn. The place is ventilated on all sides, and in the middle of the night, only the lanterns reflect the path in front of the pavilion and the vague figures in the palace lanterns.

After participating in the Shulou West Wind Dinner, Du Fanglin, the Spring and Autumn inkstone master who came from afar, was officially introduced to the two Buddhist friends of Shulou Longsu, and the other two sword immortals and Buddha swords were separated from the three sects.

Du Fanglin was swept out of the house by Shulou Longsu.

Sitting alone in the palace lantern, accompanied by only the lanterns at the four corners, holding a fan and bathing in the cold night breeze, Du Fanglin felt extremely desolate.

"Just come to borrow a night, and even use the excuse that the guest room is full, and arrange people in this kind of place...... Friends! ”

With such a big sparse building west wind, I really don't believe that there is only one guest room that has been provided to the Buddha sword, or that he is really so troublesome, so troublesome that the gorgeous and hospitable Confucian dragon head will not hesitate to drive the guests out of the door to drink the wind!

Du Fanglin really didn't want to believe that he was a very annoying person. He probably forgot about the courier he threw over before, and he also forgot to sell people completely in front of Aoxiao Hongchen.

"Long nights, no sleep." There was no one to talk and chat, and Jianzi Xianji originally wanted to stay close to people, but Shulou Longsu sent people to the next door with a sentence of "Xianji has been waiting for you for a long time". Du Fanglin, who has not tasted boredom for a long time, plans to return to his old hobby - piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is an occupational disease, and his real hobby is actually counting stars, simply literally "counting stars".

Counting the stars can calm people's minds, so that they will not turn around and smash the courtyard gate of the west wind of the building.

'One, two, three, four. ’

'Five, six, seven, eight...... No eight, eight is going to fall......'

There was the sound of broken footsteps outside the palace lantern.

He didn't think anyone could bother him these days.

The head didn't bother to go back, and continued to count the stars.

Du Fanglin sat on the only chair in the pavilion with an exemplary demeanor, staring at the falling star next to the lantern, with a trace of solemnity and solemnity in the eyes of outsiders. This is also a habit that people hate, anyway, he can't do the imageless things like not sleeping in the middle of the night, opening his shirt and going out to walk around the street...... Terrible Confucianism, how terrible Confucianism is!

"Senior, I didn't expect to see you here."

The speaker has a young voice and a deep tone. The black-haired Taoist man dressed in a crane appeared outside the palace lantern, the dust was pinned to his waist, and he was stepping on his shoes. Although his actions are humble, his eyebrows are still proud. It took only thirty years for this young Daoist to achieve an achievement that ordinary cultivators could not achieve in a hundred years, and he did have the qualifications to be proud of. Ling Mo Sky Celestial Heaven, a name that has never appeared in the plot. This person came because of Du Fanglin, and he was almost drowned in the endless disasters of the bitter realm.

"In the past, when I suggested that Tianyuan find the Daozi early to inherit the Heavenly Outer Heaven lineage, I never thought that I would see you in the martial arts."

Du Fanglin's mood was extremely calm when he counted the stars, but there was no kind of gentleness and elegance in his tone that deliberately made people let go of vigilance, and it sounded ordinary: "What are you running around." "Look, if you weren't rescued, you were almost eaten by the bloodthirsty.

Ling Shenxiao is too young to know how to be sharp, so he can only be silent.

"When you left the landing, did you ask Senior Brother Tianyuan Zhenma?" Du Fanglin sighed and continued to ask.

made Shenxiao's expression sink.

"The death of the Pure Illusion Sect hit you so hard?"

The rebellious period of the monks came very late? Du Fanglin's heart was so heavy that he couldn't count the stars.

Ling Shenxiao remained silent, and his words were word by word: "I have a heritage, but I can't help the world and save people, I don't know what the role of cultivation is." "In fact, the blow was so big!

Although he was the only descendant of the Outer Heaven and had a high status in the Daomen, he was sent to another branch of the Zhengtian Dao by the Xingtian Master who lived in no fixed place since he was a child, and he was raised by the master at that time. For example, Shi Rujie's relatives died in the battle of the ancient holy war, and the inheritance of the heavens and the heavens has many techniques of praying for blessings and casting life, but at that time, Ling Shenxiao had already felt from the heavens, but he was helpless, and the most important thing was just a sentence of destiny, how ridiculous!

The young man couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he packed his package and went down the mountain, and he still hasn't delivered a letter to the shore of the road.

If it weren't for the glimmer of life in the sky, it was also the good relationship between Fuyan Mountain and Dengdao'an, so that this kid met Fu Leshu, who was the first astute on the way, and the inheritance that was finally continued by the sky would have to be lost in the martial arts. Every time he recalls the news he got this time, Du Fanglin feels sorry for Dengdaoan. Tianyuan Zhenren worked hard to raise this junior brother, which is also very special and not easy.

Thinking of this, Du Fanglin folded his fan and threw directly a dark green stone that had melted out of the air. The stone is slightly rounded and has a different shape, and the dark green of the whole body is translucent, with a hint of flowing golden light.

Ling Shenxiao instinctively took it, and as soon as he started it, he immediately felt that the power contained in it was faintly in line with the power of his body: "Senior? ”

The dark green stone moved violently in dissatisfaction, this turned out to be alive!

"In the past, there was a ghost manifestation stone carried by the Heavenly Master, but this one is not. It is made by asking people to feel very Jun with the clay soul soil taken from the netherworld, with the tomb soil under the stele as the core, mixed with the powder of the ghost stone, which has the effect of fixing the soul and generating the spirit, nourishing the yin and nourishing the kidneys, and using your exercises outside the sky! ”

Du Fanglin said: "The old ghost that is now only half left in it is called the Heavenly Master, and he is the grandmaster of the sea in the clouds. This ghost has an apprentice named Tianji, and now he is poor, so you don't have to learn. ”

The dark green stone was even more dissatisfied, and the vibration became more and more violent.

Ling Shenxiao almost couldn't hold it: "This is?" ”

"I'll leave it to you." Du Fanglin looked up as if nothing happened, "I am a member of Confucianism, and I am not good at raising ghosts, only turtles." "I can't afford it, I want to throw it away.

"The thing is returned to its rightful owner. Maybe you don't remember, in the past, Tianyuan Zhenren searched everywhere for the inheritance of the Outer Heavens, and it was the entrustment of the Yunzhonghai lineage. It was the Xingtian Master who entrusted me to find you, and it was the Xingtian Master who personally carried you to the shore of the road while you were still in infancy. You...... Take care of it. ”

It's like having a ghost like having a pet.

The corners of Shenxiao's mouth twitched, and he really didn't know how to react. The gentleman in front of him, who had faded in his memory, suddenly overlapped with another scholar who was always lost in the northern regions...... This is really a pair of master and apprentice.

"Okay."

The lives of the seniors are as heavy as a mountain. Ling Shenxiao cautiously and carefully stuffed the dark green stone into his chest. Feel the warmth that belongs to the human body that you have not felt for a long time...... The stone containing half of the Heavenly Master's soul suddenly stopped moving, as if the blow was too great and died.

"What are the seniors doing here?"

Count the stars in a daze, it's obvious!

Du Fanglin thought about it, saying this is too detrimental to style, no: "I'm thinking." ”

"Are you thinking about the battle situation between the Central Plains and the Xenomorph Demon Realm?" It makes the gods suddenly feel like the mountains are looking up.

Du Fanglin folded the fan into the palm of his hand: "I'm thinking about what kind of method to use to let the same object fall into the same pit for the second time." "Counting the stars is also clearing the chaotic thoughts in his brain, he wants to send a thing to the alien demon world, but he is afraid that the demon world prophets who have eaten a trench and grown wise will not accept it.

So a middleman is needed!

The feeling of Shulou Longsu may not be wrong, and the current Du Fanglin will prolong the trouble wherever he goes. The ink fracture fan suddenly waved, "Silence." Du Fanglin said, shifting his attention from the stars to the ground.

In the middle of the night, there seemed to be movement in the darkness, and then the poem came from the sky: "Dethrone the origin of the sages, the darkness of the human heart, awaken the end of all evils, and hold the light of the world!" ”

It looks like a sleepless person in the middle of the night waiting for an opportunity to fall from the sky.

The evil awakened man stepped on the palace lantern, and the long staff in his hand suddenly slammed to the ground, and the unkind intention immediately lifted the light veil outside the pavilion with the wind: "It's really you!" "I was tricked before, this existence called the Spring and Autumn Yan Lord is really the sword wielder who almost deceived the Cloud Gathering Bag in his hand in the Dao Realm back then!

Didn't it work out?

"Why be angry." Being in the palace lantern, Du Fanglin was unconcealed, revealing his existence very generously, and extinguished the three lights with one fan, hiding Ling Shenxiao silently in the dark behind him, "See you for a long time." "Luckily, there is a middleman!