It's a bit of a coincidence to say, and it's so coincidental that it's a little unsettling. Yin Shuang had just come out of the customs that day, and after chatting with Wu Xie for a few words, the secret method Flying Soul Sword used by the master to communicate in the Netherworld Realm roared in, and the news came.

When this sword pierced through the darkness of the Netherworld Realm and fell from the sky, Wu Xie and Yin Shuang were all frightened.

The rule that good and evil are not mutually exclusive, and everyone knows the way. Decent disciples colluding with the Demon Dao, and disciples of the Divine Sect colluding with the righteous Dao, these are all serious crimes that are close to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and they can be directly executed without a trial, and there is no chance to appeal.

The two of them had secretly met in the Netherworld Realm, and they had already taken a great risk. However, the Netherworld Realm is so big, and there are not many monks who haunt it, and they cultivate every day, and theoretically no one will find it at all. Even if they are discovered, it is unlikely that they will be exposed to each other's identities at once - Wu Xie and Yin Shuang have deliberately blurred the appearance of their souls, unless there is a Huandan master who carefully searches with his divine sense and sees through the exercises they cultivate, even if he sees it, there is no big problem.

But...... After all, this is just self-comforting, what they are doing, after all, is very dangerous.

So this sword broke through the air, and their first reaction was to "be discovered"!

Yin Shuang wanted to attack at that time, but Wu Xie planned to jump up to stop the flying sword and buy her time to escape.

In the midst of her panic, Jasmine yelled, "That's the Flying Sword!" It calmed down Wu Jie.

He fixed his mind and saw that it was indeed just a flying sword.

Although the momentum is violent, as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder, the color of the light is indeed unique to the Transmission Flying Sword.

Only then did he put his mind at ease, reminded Yin Shuang, and at the same time, according to the secret legend of the sect, he cast a special spell to collect the flying sword.

Watching Wu Xie lightly put away the gray flying sword that seemed to kill them with a sword, Yin Shuang exhaled deeply, only to find that the whole person seemed to be out of strength, and even the soul was showing some signs of instability.

I was really scared so hard just now, it had reached the point where it was enough to shake the Dao heart!

She rested for a while before she came back to her senses, and asked weakly, "What the hell is going on?" Your Qingyang Temple's communication flying sword is too powerful and domineering! Is this arraignment or scary!"

Wu Xie didn't answer, and was stunned holding the flying sword in a daze.

"Well, what's wrong?"

After being lightly patted by Yin Shuang, he came back to his senses and sighed, his voice full of sadness: "The master sent a message that my sworn brother Lin Lushan is seriously ill and may die soon." ”

Yin Shuang was stunned for a moment, then remembered what she had mentioned in the previous chat, and asked curiously: "Your sworn brother seems to be two years younger than you, right?" Then he is only forty-nine years old, and he died too early!"

"I don't understand ......what to do," Wu Xie sighed, "It is said that Lushan has accumulated countless virtues in his life, and he has the world's best Wenyun protection, why shouldn't he die so early!"

"Are you going to see him at the last of his sights?"

"Well, that's what I have to do."

"It's a pity that the method of concealing the aura before has not been practiced, otherwise I can go together." Yin Shuang was a little regretful, "Although that method does not consume much true qi, it is extremely ingeniously conceived, and the use of mana can be called art." I estimate that it will take at least three or five months to initially figure out the threshold, and it will take about ten years to fully practice......

"Ten years of practice, it's already very fast." Wu Xie barely squeezed out some smiles, "I'll go first, and I'll see you again when I have a chance." ”

After saying that, his figure gradually faded away, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Yin Shuang had been standing in place, and only after Wu Xie had returned to the Yang World did she sigh deeply and plan to continue cultivating.

"This kid is good." An old voice came suddenly behind her, so frightened that she almost screamed, and the whole person rushed forward, and at the same time, with a raised hand, a scarlet sword light stabbed behind her, trying to use this two-pronged method to distance herself.

But she was neither able to break out of the arcane, nor was she able to release the flying sword.

A force she was familiar with pressed down out of thin air, holding her down, unable to move.

"Little girl, don't be so rough." The old voice said lightly, "I'm going to kill you, I could have done it decades ago, why wait until now?"

Yin Shuang reacted at this time and asked in surprise, "Uncle Tianyan?"

A dark aura slowly turned out from behind her, turning into an old man with a white beard, he didn't wrap the whole person tightly with a black robe as usual, so he lost that weird aura, and looked like an ordinary old man everywhere.

"Of course it's me, who else but me?" The second master of the Blood Demon Sect after the head of the Blood Demon Sect, the old man of Tianyan, frowned, and looked at Yin Shuang very unhappily, "You are really bold enough!" Looking for a man, I actually found the future head of Qingyang Guan...... He's going to be a monk in the future! You don't even let go of the Taoist priest? There should be a limit to being lustful!"

Yin Shuang had already thought of a lot of words to explain, but unexpectedly, the old man Tianyan didn't mention the problem of bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors, but instead convicted her of "lustful" in one sentence, and she was stunned.

Seeing that she was speechless, the old man couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha I thought you girl was the kind of freak who was born to be moody, and I was scared and surprised! It doesn't seem to be your personality problem, it's that you haven't encountered something that really deserves your attention!"

"Uncle Mingjian!"

"Of course I know it, I'm the eye of the sky." The old man of Tianyan snorted, and his face became serious, "What are you going to do?"

"Huh? What to do?"

"Are you going to do this for the rest of your life? Can we only meet secretly in the Netherworld?"

"Is there any other way?"

"Of course!" The old man of Tianyan raised his snow-white long eyebrows, and said lightly, "There are at least three ways." ”

"Three?!" Yin Shuang shouted in a lost voice, "Please ask Uncle Shi for advice!"

"The first option is for the two of you to jump into the River Styx hand in hand...... There is at least a fifty or sixty percent chance of being reincarnated together in the next life, but it is likely to be a brother and sister or something......"

Yin Shuang frowned, very dismissive of this idea that was simply martyrdom: "The things in the next life are a little too far away." ”

"The second way, you betray the master and join the abandoned sword disciples, theoretically, as long as the abandoned sword disciples are willing to speak, no one in the world dares to investigate your deception and ancestor crimes."

"The sword abandoners are all over 600 years old, and they are about to soar. Even if he is willing to shelter us, he won't be able to shelter us for long!" Yin Shuang sighed, she really didn't understand what this uncle was thinking. She just wants to find a more secure one, not easy to be discovered, and she doesn't have to worry about being cleaned up and Wu Xie meets occasionally, why is Uncle Tianyan's method to develop in the direction of "martyrdom and elopement"?

"Then there is only one last way left," the old man Tianyan's tone was still very flat, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, "You each become the head of a faction, and then it is convenient to do anything." ”

"It's too far away......"

"Far away? Wu Xie has to work hard over there, maybe it will be a little slower, but our Shenmen doesn't have so many rules! As long as you are still successful, and then kill the current sect master through a duel, you will be the master of the Blood Sect. ”

"I'm only refining the Gang realm now, and it's going to be at least a few hundred years before I return the Dan......

"Where did it take hundreds of years to be so long! With the speed of your progress, you will definitely be able to achieve Huan Dan within 200 years!"

"Uncle Shi, you think too highly of us......"

"Of course I can afford you. You're immortals. The old man of Tianyan smiled slightly, and said something that made Yin Shuang inexplicable.

"Immortals?"

"Well, you probably don't remember it yourself, but I'm sure! That Wu Xie is not the reincarnation of Taixu at all, and you are not an ordinary little girl from the outside world, you two are because of a certain immortal who is willing to be demoted to the mortal!"

Yin Shuang was stunned for a long time before she whispered, "Uncle Shi, did you make a mistake?" I don't think we're like ......."

"Whether you think it or not, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I've been sure." The old man of Tianyan smiled and said, "There may be people in the world who I can't count the calendar, but it will definitely not be such a coincidence!" I have secretly investigated, and you and Wu Xie were born at the same time on the same year, month, and day. And your relationship is so good, I'm the eye of heaven and not blind, and things are so obvious, how can I not see it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be a couple in the Celestial Realm...... Well, maybe one is a god general, and the other is a fairy, because she violated the rules of heaven by cheating in private, so she was relegated to the mortal ......"

Watching Uncle Tianyan, who has always been calm and composed, make up a story full of folklore with great interest, the corners of Yin Shuang's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and his heart was even more mixed.

It's a good thing to get out of the way, but ...... Why does it feel so complicated?

She and Wu Xie are just simple fellow villagers, how did they become cheating? And they didn't know each other in their previous lives! Uncle Tianyan's association is too rich!

Is this old man in front of him, who looks like a storyteller in the world, really the most famous sage of the Eight Sects of the Demon Gate? This world is simply crazy! The old man of Tianyan talked endlessly for half an hour, made up a heart-wrenching love story, and then touched Yin Shuang's head with sympathy: "Don't worry, after you go back, Uncle Shi will announce that you will be accepted as the heir, and from then on you will live next to the stargazing platform, well, I will make a formation to help you cover up, so that you can have a private meeting with confidence, and no one will find out!"

Yin Shuang hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Shi, why do you want to help us?"

"Because it's fun." The old man of Tianyan's answer made her stunned again, "Since I combined the secret transmission of the cloth cloth god and the secret method of the divine gate, I can see a little clue in everything in the world, and calculate a little cause and effect. I can't figure out anything about the two of you...... The unknown is the most interesting!"

"Because of the unknown? And not because of sympathy or whatever?"

"Are you confused? Why should I sympathize with you? I help you purely because it makes me happy. The old man with the eye of heaven smiled, and his figure gradually faded, "Little girl, don't be infected by that decent stupid boy!" We people in the Divine Sect have always only cared about ourselves and don't care about others!"

Yin Shuang chewed his words several times, first hesitating, and then smiling with relief.

The people in the Shenmen only care about themselves and don't care about others, so since she likes to get along with Wu Xie very much, the rules of the Shenmen and the principle of not separating good and evil are nothing!

Of course, Wu Xie was completely unaware of these things that happened after he left.

At this moment, he was taking his apprentice Lin Xiao, riding the strong wind, galloping in the sky.

The distance from Anfeng County to Changning City was not far, so although there was a slight delay at first, after about a quarter of an hour, they saw Changning City from a distance in the sky.

The moment they saw Changning City, Wu Xie and Lin Xiao were greatly taken aback.

A circle of white brilliance was flowing over Changning City, like a white dragon circling in the air, but what it exuded was not the inherent power of the dragon clan, but an ethereal and clear feeling, they just looked at it from a distance, and they felt that the depths of their hearts were touched, and they couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

After all, Wu Xie cultivated profoundly, and quickly reined in his mind, urged the clouds under his feet, and flew outside Changning City with Lin Xiao.

When the distance was closer, he saw the origin of the white light - where was it a white dragon, it was clearly a majestic and mighty literary fortune, wandering and changing, churning and churning!

The origin of this literary movement is not known - among the talents in the world, in addition to Lin Lu Mountain, where is there a second person with such a majestic literary movement!

Wu Xie cast a spell to hide the figures of the master and apprentice, and then entered Changning City unnoticed.

He had just noticed that there were several monks sitting on the walls of Changning City, all watching the churning Wen Yun come out of his mind; And when I entered Changning City, I found that monks abounded, and on the way from the city gate to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I met at least a dozen!

The Taoism of these dozen or so monks is not profound, and the highest is only in the realm of a hundred refinements, and it is not even as good as Lin Xiao. But there are so many of them, it's a bit worrying.

When Wu Xie came to the Xiangfu, his brows suddenly furrowed - the two family members who guarded the Xiangfu were no longer the people he had seen before, but two monks from the realm of seclusion!

So he stopped, withdrew the spell, and revealed his form.

"Huh? When did he become so arrogant? It's very face-saving to be able to find two monks from the Secret Realm to come to see the gate!"

As he said this, he walked towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion with Lin Xiao.

When the two monks saw them coming, they frowned and stepped forward to stop them.

"This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, and idle people are not allowed to trespass!"

"How did we become idlers! This is my home!" Lin Xiao suddenly rose, "What about Uncle Fang?" What about Lao Wang? When I came to the capital to visit my father some time ago, they were still the gatekeepers, why did it change to you? You don't even know me, and you dare to be an errand in this prime minister's mansion?!"

The two monks glanced at each other, and there was a chill in their eyes.

But before they could make a move, Wu Xie had already appeared beside them, and two scorching flames fell silently towards the back of their necks, easily burning through their protective true qi, and with a terrifying coercion, they stopped there so lightly.

The two of them subconsciously used their true qi to resist, and then their faces changed, and they didn't dare to move when they stood there, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads.

"Former ...... Senior, you have something to say!"

"Yes! Oh, yes! If you want to fight or punish, please collect the spell first?"

Of course, Wu Xie would not let them go so easily, and with a cold snort, the two flames became even hotter, making the two monks sweat profusely, and even their clothes were wet.

"Where did you come from? Why are you standing at the door of the Lushan brothers? What's wrong with my brother?" Several questions were asked one after another, and his eyes were even more murderous, "Hurry up and answer!" If there's even the slightest hint of concealment...... Humph......"

The two of them heard the undisguised killing intent from Wu Jie's cold snort, and they were even more frightened and their legs trembled, and they hurriedly explained.

This is a bit of a long story - about two months ago, Lin Lushan fell ill by chance, which should not be a big deal, but he gradually became seriously ill, no matter what medicine could not work, and he couldn't see the slightest sense of improvement.

Although His Majesty and many colleagues and disciples were very worried, Lin Lushan was not afraid of death, he was just a little regretful, he was not able to put the country back on the right track, and he was not able to hold on until the end of the drought.

At this time, he was no longer able to deal with government affairs and recuperated at home every day. I don't know what happened, he suddenly remembered the ideals of his youth, and remembered the ideals of "poetry and literature through the ages".

So, he brought up the writing that had been dusty for many years and began to write poems and compositions.

Strange to say, when he started writing poems and articles, his physical condition immediately improved, although he was still slowly losing weight, but his spirit was much better.

Everyone didn't know what it was, but since it was so effective, Lin Lushan began to write and write constantly.

As the number of poems he wrote gradually increased, a stream of literary fortune condensed in the sky above Changning City, gradually turning into the shape of a white dragon, and kept tumbling.

Of course, this scene could not be hidden from the monks, so many monks came from all over the world, wanting to know what was going on and reap some benefits by the way.

The same is true of these two gatekeepers.

"Wenhua Hualong? Have you started writing poetry?" Wu Xie frowned, and a strange conjecture rose in his heart...... If this Wenhua only appeared when Lin Lushan began to write articles, then they should be Lin Lushan himself.

But what would his Wenhua appear like this?

Could it be ...... What kind of "moving the world" or something?