Migu Xia family. The waning moon.

Tonight, the moon stars are scarce, the moonlight reflects the two-story pavilion through the gauze curtain, the breeze blows, it is very pleasant, and the faint fog lingers around, there are a few stars of fireflies flying in the house, like a fairyland. The wind and waning moon were originally the residence of Mrs. Dream, and the scenery was excellent, but before her death, she ordered all the furniture to be removed, and it was abandoned. Xia Pingya strayed into this place when he was a child, and he coveted the seclusion and no one here, and then as long as he had nothing to do, he would come to stay for a while.

The waning moon was still empty, Xia Chong looked at his father who was standing on the platform and watched the fireworks, and saluted slightly: "Dad." Xia Pingya turned around and saw that there was only the eldest son, and he was a little puzzled: "What about Xia Han, why didn't I come with you?" Xia Chong hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Xiao Han went to find the black witch and said that he was sending him some dumplings." ”

Xia Pingya couldn't help but laugh angrily, but thinking about it, no one could see it, so he went with his daughter: "When she comes back, you tell you a few words, don't run there again, the black witch has a bad reputation, if it is known by the people in the fairy gate, the Xia family will not be able to explain." ”

"Yes. Xia Chong responded, Xia Han is not a person without measure, he just clicks a little. Although his sister has been gentle and gentle since she was a child, she is indifferent to anyone, and now she suddenly has some interest in the black witch, Xia Chong is as surprised as Xia Pingya, but she is not worried: maybe Xia Han is very compassionate again, and feels that the black witch is pitiful.

"I got the news today that the Shushan Immortal Gate Meeting on February 2, the Life and Death Platform was also invited. ”

"Life and Death Terrace?" Xia Chong was taken aback: "What does Shushan mean?" They recruited a few second-rate Xianmen Immortal Sects to resist the Life and Death Stage, so although the Life and Death Platform participated in the demon eradication twice, it was still not recognized as a decent Immortal Gate, and Shu Shan allowed the Life and Death Platform to participate in the Immortal Gate Meeting at this time, which was a little intriguing.

"Shen Yan is very decent, and it is only a matter of time before the life and death platform is invited. These two demon exterminations, the other party must have recognized our Xia family's swordsmanship, they didn't find out their identities but made me don't know what to do, so I could only passively unite people to exclude them. However, this exclusion can't be too much, what we are holding in our hands now are small stains, which can't attract attention, if you want to really strangle them, you still have to give them a chance, the more you do, the more loopholes, the easier it will be. Xia Pingya said slowly, as if he was reasoning with his son, rather than planning to kill people. Seeing that Xia Chong understood, the man nodded with satisfaction: "I called you here because there is another matter, about the man in black who robbed Jin Lian......

Returning to the Dream Forest. Cave.

"What are you doing here?" The black witch looked at the woman in Tsing Yi in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly, especially when he saw her carrying a bag of food, although he didn't know what it was, the taste was very fragrant. Xia Han shook the dumplings in his hand and said, "I'll send you some dumplings." ”

The white-haired man's brows shrugged higher, and he turned around to go back to the cave: "I won't eat, you can go." ”

"No, I can't. Xia Han hurriedly stopped: "I'll cook it myself, why don't you eat two to give me face." She took two steps forward, and there was an immediate sound of rustling in the hole, and those poisonous insects seemed to have seen excellent prey, just waiting for her to enter, Xia Han's back was cold, and she was neither advancing nor retreating in an instant, so she had to look at the black-robed man. The black witch was a little impatient, and when he heard her say that he would cook in person, he felt a little unbearable, and after a little thought, he walked towards Xia Han and stretched out his hand: "Take it." ”

The man peeled off the oil paper, grabbed a dumpling and threw it into his mouth, and after eating two, he returned it to Xia Han: "Let's go." ”

"So happy?" The woman in Tsing Yi smiled softly and wrapped the dumplings again: "It seems that you are really not afraid of my poisoning." Also, what poison can poison you? ”

There was a little pity in his heart inexplicably, the lotus flower and the cyan figure he had dreamed of flashed back and forth in front of his eyes, and the black witch was very disgusted with this inexplicable emotion, especially when facing Xia Han, so he was disgusted with this girl by the way. The man frowned impatiently, wanting to see what else she had to say, but the woman in Tsing Yi restrained her smile and threw a small tube containing a secret letter to him: "The disciple in my courtyard is naughty, and this time I caught a pigeon outside the dream forest and ate it, I will send you some dumplings to apologize, and return your things to you by the way." ”

The black witch's expression was still indifferent, but Xia Han knew that he should have set off waves in his heart. The woman looked at the moonlight, and when she turned back, her eyes were full of warning: "Since you have received the grace of the Xia family, you are in the same boat as the Xia family, what kind of spirit scorpion poisonous grass do you want, even if you tell me in the future, you don't need to have any dealings with others." The next time I bump into you, I'll follow the pigeon to see who is on the other side, and then come back and ask who you are. ”

The woman turned sharply and walked away, and the black witch watched the blue light gradually fade away and merge with the fireworks blooming in the sky, and clenched his fist hard, and the letter in his hand was shattered into powder.

He hasn't been threatened by anyone yet. The man looked down at his skinny left hand, and a black flame rose from his fingertips.

It seems that there is only one option left. In the end, it must be according to a person's will.

"So, does Dad think that person is from the Land Immortal Gate?" Seeing his father nodding, Xia Chong thought for a moment, and said slowly: "But this Penglai has always only existed in legends, if we don't have reliable information, we wouldn't even think about it, this person is just in time, and he is obviously prepared, could it be that we were used to make wedding dresses for others?"

This idea sounded reasonable, but both Xia Chong and Xia Pingya inexplicably felt untenable: it was the black witch who gave them the information. Who is the black witch? The name is called out, all the characters of the hundred immortal sects are gritting their teeth, such a person, alone, careless, and very high, how can he work for anyone? Moreover, he told Xia Pingya about the Golden Lotus when the Gu in Xia Pingya's body could not last for a long time, and even Xia Chong didn't know about this matter, who could pinch such a good time to let the black witch tell him about it?

"Could it be that I brought someone ......?"

"Not necessarily. Xia Pingya shook his head: "I only think of one person now, although it sounds fantastical, but it is true that only this person is the most likely......

The Ling family is believed to be the young lady who fell off the cliff and died, Ling Qianqiu.

If she is still alive, she will definitely want to take revenge on these families, and Jianmu, who has not been missing, should also be there for her, fusing a section of Jianmu, you can learn a hundred exercises at a glance; Each immortal method has different heart decisions to match, even if it comes from the same source, thousands of years later, it has long been varied, and it is very easy to go mad by forcibly practicing the two kinds of heart decisions; As for why she knew about Penglai......

Xia Pingya raised his head, I don't know whether to say it to himself, or to ask Xia Chong, and muttered: "What will you do to go through ancient books and believe in legends......

Jinshan Temple. Zen room.

In the simple and clean meditation room, Jun Luo and the abbot Guoyan sit opposite each other, and there is a handwritten heart sutra on the wall, round and powerful, and it is not difficult to see in the handwriting that the author has learned Yan since childhood. Before Shangguan Lin died, as long as he could move, he would walk around the Blade Xuan, and then write this Heart Sutra on the desk, and after writing it, he told Jun Luo to hand it over to Guo Yan in person; although he didn't know what this represented between the two, Jun Luo still remembered Guo Yan's sad eyes when he opened the box and found that it was a handwritten Heart Sutra.

Why be sad......

"Today's third day of the first month, the Lord of the Monarch Sword came to the temple so early, what is the matter?" Guo Yan moved his eyelids, opened his eyes, and asked slowly. Although Junluo comes back to Jinshan Temple several times every year, Guoyan doesn't seem to have changed much, but he knows that Shangguan Lin's hair turned gray after his death, and after four years, he was born with black hair, and now it is mixed with black and white, but it doesn't make people feel ridiculous at all, but wants to marvel at the boundlessness of Buddhism.

The woman in red smiled subconsciously, and was just about to speak, but the smile froze at the corner of her mouth when she met Shang Guoyan's gaze. She lowered her eyes and said in a light tone: "Junluo has already found Penglai Golden Lotus, and he is still missing Mingrui Yanxia, so I want to ask Master Guoyan if he has seen any records about Mingrui Yanxia." ”

"Have you already found the Golden Lotus?" Guo Yan was taken aback, and his voice couldn't help but rise: "Penglai wandered in the East China Sea and no one could see it, how did you find it?"

"Searching through ancient books, visiting wise men. Eight words, Jun Luo said lightly, hiding the hard work behind it, but it can be imagined. Guo Yan took a deep breath, trying to make his words less hurtful: "Miss Jun, the return to the elixir is just a legend, no one has ever refined it for thousands of years, why are you so persistent? ”

"If you can't save it, Jun Luo will bury the master. The man's tone was still indifferent, and he couldn't hear superfluous emotions, as if he had nothing to do with himself; Ren Guoyan said many words in his heart, looking at the woman's calm but firm eyes, all of them were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything more.

"So if the master knows the news of Mingrui Yanxia, please be sure to tell Junluo, Junluo is hereby thanked. ”

Listening to the sincere plea, the abbot sighed heavily and shook his head: "Lord of the Sword, how many sins do you have to do, and how many karmic debts do you have to bear......

"Do you know that your master did it for you—"

"I didn't ask him to do anything for me!" Jun Luo slapped the table fiercely, unable to maintain the mask of indifference any longer, her eyes were slightly red, she supported Xiao Ji with one hand, and pointed to the Heart Sutra on the wall with the other, almost like a madman, she squeezed out words from between her teeth: "I didn't beg him to block the sword for me, I didn't beg him to pretend not to see my small movements, I didn't beg him to drink the medicine to die......"

"Isn't it because he feels guilty about me like this? Back then, Taibai Mountain, he killed my father with a sword!"