Chen Jing only felt that his smile was extremely dazzling, and he couldn't help but avoid it, and after a while, he said, "If, I mean if, you have a chance to leave here, are you willing to leave?" ”

Xianzhen thought for a moment and replied crisply: "Yes." ”

Since he was willing, Chen Jing didn't say anything more, so he asked him to go back, and didn't let him prepare anything, for fear that he would accidentally be discovered by that Mingxing.

The night is getting thicker, and the waning moon is like a hook.

Chen Jing came to the medicine garden and looked at Ye Qingxue sitting on the roof of the grass house under the stars and moon. In Chen Jing's eyes, Ye Qingxue is a true cultivator, and she is the only one who is dedicated to the Tao in the entire Qianluomen, Chen Jing came to this opinion, this has nothing to do with the feelings she will save herself, everything is from the style of her actions.

After a long time, after Ye Qingxue finished her work, she looked at Chen Jing and said, "Are you leaving?" ”

"Well, I'm here to say goodbye today, and I'm going to leave Qianluo Mountain in the near future." Chen Jing replied.

"It is said that if you enter the Qianluomen, all the grievances in the past will be borne by the Qianluomen, but the current Qianluomen is no longer the Qianluomen when the ancestor was alive, and he is no longer able to protect the disciples in the door. You can leave, you can leave, leave today! Ye Qingxue sat on a grass house and said to Chen Jing, she said two words in a row to leave, and asked Chen Jing to leave today, which made Chen Jing have a feeling that something would happen if he left late.

He wanted to ask Ye Qingxue if there was anything he would find, but in the end he didn't speak. There are rumors in Qianluomen that Ye Qingxue's mana is not under the master, if there is really something, Chen Jing should be worried about himself, so he didn't ask.

"You practice swordsmanship, and when the sword is not completed, it is most taboo to fight with others, even if you have to, you have to be extra careful not to be defaced by others." Ye Qingxue said confessedly.

Chen Jing is considered a disciple of the late head of the lineage, but his qi practice method was taught by Ye Qingxue, in a sense, Ye Qingxue is his real and unknown master, but it is not uncommon to pass on the Fa on behalf of teachers in heaven and earth, so Chen Jing still calls Ye Qingxue Senior Sister.

Ye Qingxue did not approve of Chen Jing's practice of swordsmanship, although both spells and swordsmanship produced different powers from person to person, but swordsmanship was too ordinary, so ordinary that only those paranoid people who pinned their lives on swordsmanship would practice it.

"Yes, Senior Sister, after I leave, I will choose a quiet place to meditate and practice, and I will never fight with others." Chen Jing had a wooden sheath sword hanging from his waist, stood in the starlight, and said to Ye Qingxue, who was sitting upright on the grass house.

Ye Qingxue sighed and said: "There is no quiet place in this world, just avoid fighting and grasp it yourself, you can go, don't forget that you are a disciple of Qianluomen." ”

After she finished speaking, she took out a cyan jade from her arms, the green jade was about the size of her palm, in the shape of a water droplet, and a subtle mountain was engraved on the front, if Chen Jing could fly above the nine heavens and look down, he would find this Qianluo Mountain Range engraved on it.

The green jade turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Chen Jing, Chen Jing turned his hand and took it, warmed it up, and took the body temperature on Ye Qingxue's body.

"This is the portable jade of the disciples of Qianluomen, which was originally given by the master, and now you are going down the mountain, just for you." Ye Qingxue was dressed in a cyan robe, with a bun and a purple hairpin diagonally. The purple wooden hairpin was shaped like a small wooden sword, and when Chen Jing first saw it, it was inserted in the crown of the previous head, and after he sat down, the sword-shaped hairpin appeared on Ye Qingxue's head.

Chen Jing put away the jade that symbolized the disciple of Qianxiang, and heard Ye Qingxue say: "If one day, there are disciples of Qianluo who defect to you, I hope you can shelter them." ”

Chen Jing was slightly stunned and said, "If there is, I will naturally shelter it." When he said the word "protection" at the end, he felt quite struggling, in his opinion, only the kind of person who started a sect was qualified to say this, just now Ye Qingxue said that Qianluomen could not shelter the disciples.

The word "protection" also reminded Chen Jing of the gods, because the gods act to enjoy a place of incense and protect a living being.

"Well, okay, you go, go today, don't take the road down the mountain, leave from the mountain." Ye Qingxue said.

If Chen Jing didn't feel unusual anymore, he was stupid or deliberately pretended not to understand, and immediately asked, "Is there anything going to happen in Qianluomen?" ”

"Something is going on in the whole heaven and earth, and there are thousands of Romans. Three hundred years ago, the patriarch wiped out the demon spirits all over the mountain with a sword, and he was powerful for thousands of miles, but he didn't expect that Qianluomen would also die in less than a hundred years after his death, and it should be said that from the day he died, Qianluomen was already on the road to extinction. Ye Qingxue's voice didn't change from beginning to end, she seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Is there someone who wants to deal with the Thousand Lormen? Or did someone take a fancy to the spiritual vein of Qianluo Mountain and want to start a sect here? ”

The prosperity of a sect is often accompanied by the demise of some sects. Qianluo Gate was not the first to establish a sect in Qianluo Mountain, and it seems that it will not be the last.

Chen Jing asked the doubts in his heart, but Ye Qingxue's answer was beyond Chen Jing's expectations, and she only heard her say: "Because some people say that Patriarch Qianluo left a spiritual treasure, and that spiritual treasure has the mystery of why no one has achieved immortal dao in the past thousand years." ”

Chen Jing was slightly stunned, he didn't expect it to be such an answer, and he could accept it as soon as he thought about it, a spiritual treasure that could unlock the mystery of immortal path was enough to make many people who longed for immortality rush to it. In this world, there are not a few people who have been wiped out because of such rumors.

"Then, senior sister, aren't you leaving?"

Chen Jing never thought about staying to protect Qianluomen, let alone living and dying with Qianluomen. For him, the Thousand Romans were a place to live, a place that he would rather lose his life than be protected.

"I grew up in Qianluomen, and when my master handed me the Pure Heart Demon Suppression Sword at the end of his life, I was destined to protect Qianluomen."

Chen Jing immediately knew that it was impossible for her to leave, although he had never seen the Qingxin Demon Sword, he also knew that this was only owned by the head of the Qianluo Sect, but he didn't know why it was handed over to her, instead of passing it on to the current head Jiang Liuyun.

Chen Jing took a deep look at Ye Qingxue again, turned around and strode away.

He didn't go back to the Scripture Pavilion, but walked directly to the kitchen of the Thousand Gates. He was ready to leave the mountain now, and when he left the mountain, he was going to take Xianzhen with him. Thinking about Ye Qingxue's words in his heart, he suddenly felt that Zhanyuan, Sun Xuantong, and Jiang You, the son of the head of the family, were competing for the future head of the house, like a group of monkeys fighting for a dead tree, just thinking about not letting others occupy it, but they didn't notice that the tree was about to fall down at any time.

Suddenly, he heard a loud shout in his ears: "Who trespassed on the Thousand Romans?" ”

"Today is the time when Qianluomen changes its name, and those who know the times are Junjie, and it is still too late to tie their hands, otherwise, there is only a dead end." This voice was extremely domineering, and before the voice fell, a strong aura fluctuation was transmitted.

Immediately afterward, bursts of spell fluctuations surged around one after another, and another spell burst sounded, one after another, as if suddenly there were people attacking everywhere in the Thousand Gates.

Chen Jing floated up to the roof, and at a glance, the originally quiet Qianluomen had fallen into chaos. There were chaotic battles in the southeast, south, and west, and Jiang Youhe, the son of the head of the family, and several senior brothers had already fought with others, seeing that their situation was actually at a disadvantage, and they would be taken down at any time.

It all happened suddenly, and everything seemed to be planned. The elders of the entire Thousand Sects were outside, and only the sect master and his disciples were outside. This was obviously prepared, and judging from the situation of the silent infiltration of the Thousand Heavens, the attackers were extremely familiar with the Thousand Gates.

Chen Jing turned around and was about to leave, but a wind swept in, like a cold wind blowing in the crack of the door in the cold winter. The wind stopped opposite Chen Jing, and a white-haired old man manifested himself, holding a painting scroll. As soon as he appeared, he unfolded the scroll, looked down at the scroll, looked up at Chen Jing again, looked up and down, and said excitedly: "You are Chen Jing." "

Chen Jing looked at him sideways and didn't make a sound.

"Okay, the old man also has a lucky day, haha......" The white-haired old man laughed twice and quickly covered his mouth again, and looked around, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

"Who are you?" Chen Jing asked coldly.

"Hehe, you don't care who I am, you just need to know that you are worth a treasure, hehe......" The white-haired old man's eyes flashed.

As soon as Chen Jing heard his words, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Where else can I go." The old man sneered, and with a wave of his sleeves, the whole person turned into a ball of wind and disappeared.

The wind blew straight towards Chen Jing's body, cold and cold.

Chen Jing's eyes narrowed, the long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a faint sword groan floated out, his body did not move at all, but the sword was like white light cutting through the air, piercing straight into the cold wind.

Imperial swordsmanship, the sword moves at will, and the sword light is like frost.

"Ah......h

A scream sounded, and the wind instantly dispersed, a string of blood flew into the air, and the old man fell out of the void. One hand stroked his throat, his eyes bulged, his eyes were frightened, and he looked incredulous.

Chen Jing didn't want to leave, but to lure the white-haired old man to make a move, so that he would have a heart of contempt for the enemy. In the eyes of the old man, Chen Jing's mana was mediocre, and in the information given to him by others, Chen Jing only knew some mundane swordsmanship, so he was overjoyed when he saw Chen Jing, but how did he know that Chen Jing's sword was an extraordinary sword, which could be regarded as a psychic treasure. So he was killed by Chen Jingyi's sword, and he didn't want to believe it until he died.

Although Chen Jing only knew swordsmanship, he had read many spell books, and he recognized it at a glance as the art of wind escape. At this time, the spells between heaven and earth did not require much advanced mana to be cast, and of course, the power of the spells was much worse than the spells of thousands of years ago.

Sun Xuantong once said that those who provide Chen Jing's news can get psychic treasures, so if Chen Jing can be caught, the reward will definitely be higher. Chen Jing could tell from his tone that this old man was a pursuer from Baling City.

"It seems that Sun Xuantong has already told them the news of his presence in Qianluomen, could it be that they are the people who attacked Qianluomen today? If it were them, then I would have to leave as soon as possible. Chen Jing looked at the chaotic battle, thinking in his heart, but dived straight to the place where the kitchen was.

"The Scripture Pavilion is over there, fenced off."

Chen Jing suddenly heard a low command in his ears, and his heart sank, and his heart was really coming towards him, so he sneaked more and more cautiously.

It's just that in his heart, he thought of Ye Qingxue asking him to go down the mountain today, and it seemed that he had expected such a day, but he didn't know if she knew that something was going to happen today.

"Ah...... If you dare, my father will not let you go. Jiang You in the distance didn't know when he had been trampled underfoot, struggling to get up, a big man with a cold face, took a few steps forward, and stepped on his leg.

"Click......"

"Ah......h

Jiang You's whole body trembled, and his legs had been broken by the big man's foot.

Chen Jing vaguely heard Jiang You's miserable sound in his ears, and his footsteps did not stop, but he was strange in his heart, strange that the Jiangmen master had not yet appeared.

Through the porch and through the door, hide in the hidden form.

Occasionally, someone flew overhead, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In this chaotic scene, Chen Jing was worried that Xianzhen would die in the chaos, his steps were getting faster and faster, and his feet were fluttering, as if he hadn't touched the ground at all.

When I finally came to the location of the Thousand Doors kitchen, I saw a sky-high flame.

Chen Jing was shocked, he knew that the place where Xianzhen lived was in the house behind the kitchen. Hurried through the fire. Coming to the back, fortunately, the fire has not spread to the back.

The flames rose in the wind, whirring and rising, and in a few moments they had swept through three or four houses.

Chen Jing didn't know which room Xianzhen lived in, and he didn't dare to shout, so he had to open one room after another to look for it, and each room was empty.

"Chen Jing, you are so bold, you dare to take advantage of the chaos to set fire......"

Just when Chen Jing was looking for Mingxin, a loud shout suddenly sounded behind him, and his voice was loud. Chen Jingmeng turned around, only to see a fat man with a fat head and big ears standing there in the corner of the wall dozens of meters away, with a pair of small eyes shining with a sinister and fierce light.

"This man appeared strangely, as if he was waiting here." Chen Jing thought secretly in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Who are you, I didn't set this fire." ”

"You don't care who I am, I saw you set fires with my own eyes." The fat man said loudly.