Chapter 24: The Shackles of the Red Line
Tianshu took Huangyue in his arms, and then a bone whistle whistled softly, and the seven people flashed in the snow curtain as they came, and disappeared.
At that time, the night rain in the North Underworld Ye City continued, and in the Yunxiao Pavilion hall in the middle of the Fox Mansion, the bright candles with thick arms were burning, and the sheng sang and danced, and the room was beautiful.
On the main seat of the fiery red gauze robe, there is a fox leaning on it, supporting the elbow with one hand and the side of the leg with the other, lazily tapping the knots with the rhythm.
Suddenly, a little starlight floated in from outside the hall, and there was a fox without worrying about it, and his face immediately darkened.
In the blink of an eye, all the starlight quietly disappeared into the fox worry-free eyebrows.
Youhu closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.
When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were dark red, and they were all gone, leaving only a pool of smoke and cold water.
Lowering his eyes and looking at his right hand, which had just struck the knot, he saw that at some point, there was suddenly a dragon's eye-sized delicate golden bell and a fist-sized lantern-shaped object in his palm.
There is a vermilion paper paper underneath, and two lines of handsome small letters on it.
After reading it carefully, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he laughed wildly, overshadowing the music of the babbling orchestra.
In the Cloud Pavilion, for a while, the music and dancing girls knelt on the ground, and the needles could be heard.
Youhu Wuwu accepted the laughter, waved the sleeves of his robes, and the musicians and dancers kneeling at the foot of the stairs bowed their heads and bent down, and withdrew from the hall with both hands, and one hundred and ten mermaids withdrew one by one in an orderly manner, and there was no strange sound.
In an instant, the hall of the Yunxiao Pavilion, which was full of sheng songs and dances just now, was empty.
The glamorous sound just now, the light song and dance are like a fragrant dream, and the wind passes without a trace.
There is a fox carefree gently stroked the auspicious cloud pattern carved on the golden bell, take it to the front of the eyes and look carefully, only to see the top of the golden bell perforated with the tie, engraved with two crooked Sanskrit characters, the carving is not very clear, vaguely distinguishable "fire cloud" two words.
couldn't help but murmur in a low voice with a hint of teasing: "It turned out to be Huoyun Lingγγγγγγ It's really hard to find nowhere to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! β
Then he took the golden bell into his arms, picked up the fist-sized lantern-shaped object and looked at it carefully for a long time, and his mind came to the palace for a day, one person and one fox.
When the candle shadow flickered, there was a moment as if there was a fox unintentionally lazy and casual.
"Bang" The bright candle on the hall burst a candle flower, and there was a worry-free feeling as if he suddenly woke up from his memory. Ruyu Yingran's fingers paused suddenly, and said softly: "It turns out that this is called Kong Ming Lantern!" β
After a moment of silence, his voice returned to his usual voice and said, "Red Lian! β
At the foot of the stairs, a man in a black hood stood at some point, covered his face with a red gluttonous mask, and the whole person was hidden in black and red.
The black-clothed man who called the red refining did not speak, just quietly waited for his master's order.
Youhu said without worry: "Go to Qingqiu Pavilion and get the snow jade box next to my pillow." β
As soon as the words fell, there was no one at the bottom of the stairs.
About half a cup of tea passed, the candle shadow flickered slightly, and Chi Lian was still standing at the foot of the stairs he had just stood, with a red jade box in his hand.
There is no pattern decoration on the jade box, and it is full of simple jade.
As soon as he raised his hand, the jade box flew straight out of Chi Lian's hand and fell into his hand.
Youhu Wuwu gently opened the snow jade box, gently put the Kong Ming lantern into the box, and gently closed the Luban buckle on the side of the box.
Fu said in a low voice: "Red Refinement! Throw this snow jade box out and throw it where the Lord can't see it, the farther away the better. β
This jade snow box is a fox carefree beloved thing, placed on the pillow day and night.
Now it is going to be thrown away with Kong Ming lanterns, and there is no need to know how far it is to throw it away.
Standing at the foot of the stairs, it was rare for Chi Lian not to immediately carry out the order, paused, after all, there was no speech, his feet were light, his body was fluttering, he took the snow jade box, and disappeared in an instant.
The bright candles in the main hall are burning, and the night rain is flying outside the hall.
There was a worry-free closed eyes, meditated and breathed, cultivating the spiritual damage caused by the soul that he had separated from the fox and the unintentional soul, and returned to the body in advance.
Beloved things, one or two, are the shackles of great achievements.
In the basement of the Feixue Pavilion of the Return Palace at this moment, Liye nested quietly on the crystal seat, and the whole person was hidden in the dark, not happy and angry.
Under the jade steps on one side, the seven stars in the dark night rose up, Huang Yue sat in the eyes of the array, her eyes closed, and the seven stars in the dark night sat in a circle around the array.
Seven blood-red blood lines radiated from the center of Huang Yue's eyebrows, the butterfly bones of the two shoulder armors on her back, the left and right ring fingers, and the left and right knees.
The end of the blood line trembled gently until between the index finger and middle finger of each of the Seven Stars in the Night.
The handsome faces of the seven people were covered with fine beads of sweat.
Every half an hour, the seven people changed their starting hands together with the blood line, and this changed seven times.
The seven finally let go of their fingertips at the same time and hurriedly closed their eyes to breathe.
The seven stars lined up, washing the veins and purifying the marrow of Huangyue, and guiding Huangyue to use her own qi to absorb the domineering medicinal power of the Nine Turns Reverse Soul Pill and collect it for her own use.
It is no less than seven people experiencing a fierce battle at the same time, exhausted and exhausted.
Seven blood lines wriggled like seven blood worms from the sky back into Huangyue's body.
Huangyue, who had lost the pull of the blood line, collapsed to the ground like a soft flying flotsam.
In the dark shadow of the crystal seat, the sleeves of his robe flicked in the air, and the next moment, the phoenix moon had flown into his arms.
Then he stood up from the crystal seat with Huangyue in his arms, and without looking at the seven people who were still meditating and pranayama with their eyes closed, he went straight out of the dark room and walked all the way to the Purple Gold Pavilion.
The snow outside has stopped, and it is already the morning light.
The phoenix moon is groggy and has nightmares.
It wasn't until the second day that he slowly opened his eyes and stared straight at the familiar marigold pattern on the top of the tent, and two lines of tears flowed down the tails of his eyes and his sideburns.
From today onwards, she is the only one left in the Purple Gold Pavilion.
Youhu Wuxin is really gone!
Slowly getting up, he walked barefoot to the dresser and took out a pair of ear caps made of snow fox fur from a brocade box.
Caressing the soft fur on it, he whispered to himself, "You're the only one left with me." β
Fu put it away carefully, washed his clothes briefly, put on his cloak and soft boots, and walked out of the Zijin Pavilion and headed for the Flying Snow Pavilion.
Stepping down the corridor, looking at the white wood carved door of the Flying Snow Pavilion, he hesitated in place for a while, and finally stepped closer.
He didn't knock on the door, but the sound was not loud or small through the doorway:
"Master, from today onwards, the apprentice will begin to practice in the Guiwu Pavilion."
After that, he was silent in a daze, and just as he turned around and was about to leave, he heard a familiar and gentle voice from the inner room:
"Huang'er, when I was in a coma the night before, I had already washed my pulse and cleansed the marrow, and as long as I followed the various books on "Nerves" in the future, my practice would be unimpeded, and the exercises would be self-contained."
There was a pause, and then he said: "I am afraid that I will have to close the long pass in the future, there is no major matter, Huang'er thinks by himself, and there is no need to come to Feixue Pavilion every day to ask for peace." β
Across the delicate carved door of Feixue Pavilion, there are two masters and apprentices, one outside the door, full of sunshine; A man was inside the door, dark and dark.
Silence is like a long time after the sky has passed, and the earth has been stepped on for a long time.
Huang Yueqi replied softly: "Well, okay." β
Yin Luo turned around, and without waiting for an answer from inside the door, he stepped on the sunlight and hurried away.
Inside the door, Liye looked down at the purple marigold pattern that had reappeared on her wrist, and whispered faintly:
"When did everything change......