The conversation with the city lord broke up unhappily, and Nanxing and Shang Lu were invited back to the previous courtyard by Zhu Qing. And this time, there were two people who looked like family members standing at the gate of the small courtyard, and the sense of supervision was even stronger.

Three days later, one morning, the rabbit suddenly jumped up from his bed and shouted, "Gone, gone." ”

It was the first time for Nanxing to see a rabbit so excited, "Rabbit, what's wrong?" Having a nightmare? Chicken legs missing? ”

"The breath of the medicine pestle is gone."

Nanxing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"Of course Master Rabbit is sure, not only sure, but also sure, and sure."

"What's going on?" Shang Lu was puzzled.

Nanxing: "Could it be that the scholar is no longer in the Broken Underground City?" ”

After the poetry meeting, the rabbit told Nanxing that it felt a hint of the scent of a medicine pestle from the scholar. And every day when the sun first rises, the smell of the pestle will appear more intense, but then it will become faint again.

According to Nanxing's guess, if the scholar had an elixir made from a medicine pestle, then he should have taken it every morning, which is why this effect was caused. However, the disappearance of the breath was the first time they had encountered it.

On the other side, the scholar came to the white elm tree before, and after he pinched a trick with his left hand, a blue-black stone platform slowly rose from the water, and the scholar jumped onto the stone platform.

Several fingernail-sized spirit stones flew out of the scholar's cuffs, embedded in several grooves of the blue-black stone platform, and then a burst of five-colored brilliance and misty aura rose from the blue-black stone platform. The scholar's figure disappeared into the light in the blink of an eye, and the stone platform slowly descended into the water.

……

The brilliance dissipated, and the scholar was already in an antique manor. It is also red bricks and blue tiles, with pavilions and pavilions, if you look at it from the air, the shape of the city lord's mansion of the broken city is actually similar to this manor, but the area has shrunk a lot.

The scholar walked down the white jade ground and walked along the winding water pavilion towards the temple in the manor. Along the way, maids passed by from time to time, but when they saw the scholars, they all avoided them, and shouted: "I've seen Mr. Kan." ”

In one of the largest halls of the estate, a tall locust tree with gray-brown bark stood in the middle of the temple, and from a distance it looked verdant, covered with beaded pods and dotted with small pale yellow flowers. At this time, under the locust tree, a woman was sitting under the tree with her head in her hands and closing her eyes.

There seems to be a mist on the woman's face, which makes people can't really see her face, she wears a phoenix on her head, dressed in a brocade robe, and the figure under the shirt is graceful, there is a natural sense of charm, but she can't give birth to the slightest blasphemy when she looks closely. As she exhaled and inhaled, the aura around her danced, and the huge snake tail beneath her also flapped gently with this aura.

The scholar walked up to the woman under the tree, shook the sleeves of his coat outward, and bowed deeply, "Meet the Lord of the Shade Acacia." ”

"Xiaokan, you're here." The woman opened her eyes, which were a pair of cyan pupils, smart and cold, as deep as rippling water.

"Lord Weng, I got a good song a few days before I was born. I learned that the lord was out of the customs today, and I came to offer it. The scholar flipped his hand and took out a piece of rice paper from his sleeve.

"You have a heart, sit down." The woman who was called the Lord of the Shade Locust raised her eyebrows, and a wooden table and a seat appeared in front of her.

The scholar didn't refuse, and sat down as soon as he pulled off his clothes.

"Lord Weng, this poem is different from the past, if it reaches the mortal world, it will be passed down through the ages."

"Oh?" Hearing the scholar say this, Lord Yin Huai seemed to be a little interested, "It's the first time I've heard you praise a poem like this." Then you can read it to Hongu. ”

Unfolding the rice paper, the scholar read the words on the paper. This is not that the scholar can't remember these four lines of poetry, but a so-called sense of ritual, which he has been like every time in the past.

After reading a poem, the scholar looked at Lord Weng of Yin Huai with a look of hope, "Lord Weng, how is it?" ”

"It's a masterpiece indeed. It seems that although the Broken Dungeon City is in decay, there are still outstanding literary people. ”

"The two people who wrote this poem have just entered the dungeon. However, in the later years, they should be those monks who have sects. ”

Lord Yin Huai: "Go on." ”

"The two were a man and a woman, and the woman was carrying a rabbit spirit animal. Looking at the two of them, they were similar to those monks who had just come out of the mountain gate to practice, but there were flashes of treasure light on their bodies from time to time, so it was impossible for them to be casual cultivators. The scholar told everything he knew about it.

The little trick of Nanxing and Shang Lu's change of clothes has long been seen through by the scholars.

"Well, you just said that they are like disciples who have just come out of the mountain gate to practice?"

"Yes, do you think there's something wrong with the owner?"

Lord Yin Huai Weng let out a long sigh, shook his head and said, "This palace just thought of some old things back then. ”

……

Eight hundred years ago, when Lord Yin Huai had just cultivated to the middle stage of Jindan, she took advantage of the fact that her elder brothers were competing for the throne of the Demon King, and passed through the teleportation circle of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains and came to the Lingxi Continent.

Transformed into an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, the Yin Huai Weng Master quietly came out of the crack in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and met a group of scattered cultivators who came to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range to hunt demon pills.

Lord Yin Huai lied that she had gone out with her family to hunt demon beasts, but she had encountered several six-clawed flame beasts before, and she was separated from her family. After the demon cultivator reaches the middle stage of Jindan, he can transform into a human form, and he does not show the slightest trace of the beast's body. Unless there is a cultivation of the God Realm or a special magic weapon, it can break the true body of this kind of cultivation of the demon beast.

Usually, the seniors of the Transformation God Realm are in retreat to seek the opportunity to ascend to the immortal, and the magic weapon of the Demon Mirror is also not easy to refine, so the Lord of Yin Huai Weng is not worried that these scattered cultivators can detect her true identity.

Although those few scattered cultivators were also suspicious of her words, they did see the traces left by the six-clawed flame beast in the attachment. This beast is a high-level demon beast of the eighth or ninth order, if an ordinary Jindan monk encounters it, one can still deal with it, if it encounters a few, I am afraid that there is no other way but to escape. In the end, the group of loose cultivators will still take her with them.

After half a month, the Yin Huai Weng Lord, who was known as Chang Shuangshuang, came to the vicinity of Chongxian County with the scattered cultivators. These casual cultivators originally went to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range temporarily, but at this time, they had already returned to the hinterland of the Spirit Rhino Continent, so they dispersed on the spot.

Along the way, Chang Shuangshuang heard a lot of rumors and interesting stories, but the scattered cultivation team broke up, and she didn't know where to go for a while. However, there was a pair of brothers and sisters named Ye Feng and Ye Lin, who very warmly invited Chang Shuangshuang to go to Chongxian County with them, and said that they had a separate courtyard there. The maple leaves in the courtyard are like fire, the scenery is beautiful, and it is most refreshing to sit under the trees and drink and have fun at this time.

Chang Shuangshuang listened to what they said, thinking that she had no destination, so she followed the Ye family brothers and sisters to their other courtyard in Chongxian County.

According to the brother and sister, the annex is not in Chongxian County, but in a small town outside the county, but it is only two quarters of an hour's walk away from Chongxian County, and if Chang Shuangshuang wants to visit Chongxian County, it is also extremely convenient.