"Thank you!" Ye Qingxue still didn't look back, and it was quiet that made people feel that she didn't belong to this world. As he spoke, he had already drawn a vertical on the snow-white paper. While everyone was waiting for her to write down and see what she was going to write, she put the pen down.

Everyone was puzzled, especially the old Taoist, but when he looked carefully at the vertical position, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and even the hand that had been leisurely brushing a wisp of yellow beard stopped, and after Ye Qingxue put the pen back, he said slowly: "It's so murderous." ”

"Sneer......" The playboys standing behind Ye Qingxue laughed out loud one by one, only to hear the young man at the head gently shake the lotus fan, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, she was abducted and deceived, this girl is like a weak willow blowing in the wind, her fingers are like jade onions, and her demeanor is quiet, even if the fairy in the sky is just like this, you old Taoist priest actually said that there is a murderous spirit." I see that in addition to revealing a calm and clear sound, only the lingering fragrance of the girl's fingertips has not dispersed, how can it be murderous. After saying that, he laughed proudly, and the people next to him also laughed, although they saw Ye Qingxue's eyes burning, they didn't dare to steal the limelight with the young man at all.

The old Taoist priest didn't pay attention to the son, just looked at Ye Qingxue and said, "This vertical is like lightning falling from the nine heavens, and the murderous aura is condensed. People who practice the thunder method generally have a strong temperament, and over time, it will be difficult to control their own mind, and it will be difficult for the thunder law to make progress, which is why there are countless people who practice the thunder method in the world, and there is no one who has achieved great success. And you look as warm as water, no wonder it is rumored in the world that you have reached the realm of the true form of the Fa.

Ye Qingxue didn't speak, she was still sitting there quietly, and the son behind listened to the words of the old way, how could she not know who Ye Qingxue was, her face changed slightly, but it seemed that they were not ordinary mortals, the family was not rich or expensive, and naturally she had seen people who practiced spells, and they were not very afraid, they were still gathered there, but they didn't interject easily.

"This one is clean and neat, and you can see the firmness of your pen. Judging from the font, the word is like a sword, and the sword is a weapon of killing, the main culprit. The person asked by Master Ye was in a situation of nine deaths. ”

"You don't have to tell me that, I just want to know where the person I'm asking is now." Ye Qingxue's voice is still light, but like her clothes, it gives people a snow-white feeling.

The old Taoist priest smiled, stopped talking, picked up the pen and drew again on the origami that Ye Qingxue had just drawn, his wrist was circular, the pen was not raised, and the ink was not touched. When he lifted the pen, an intricate pattern appeared on the white paper.

Ye Qingxue was surprised in her heart, she was raised by the previous master of Qianluomen since she was a child, she learned all kinds of runes since she was a child, and when she grew up, she looked at all kinds of Taoist treasures, and there were few words that she didn't recognize, but the runes drawn by this old Taoist priest were strange and mysterious, like nature, and they were fused with the vertical that she had drawn before, and they were not distinguishable from each other. I saw him put down the pen, and when he lifted the pen, he didn't know where his first pen was.

After the old Taoist priest finished drawing, he picked up a corner with his hand, and suddenly shook it in the wind, and the rune paper burned. At the same time, I saw his lips trembling rapidly, but he didn't hear the sound, but Ye Qingxue felt the ripples in the void. And the smoke that lit on the talisman paper in the old Taoist's hand was originally rising straight into the sky, but at this time, it suddenly turned and drifted westward, and the direction was extremely clear.

Ye Qingxue closed her eyes, and the world seemed to have been distorted, presenting another spatial scene in front of her eyes, which only she could see.

In the blink of an eye, the rune paper in the old Taoist's hand had been burned, he looked at Ye Qingxue, who was still sitting quietly, and said: "The old Taoist thought that Ye Zhangmen had reached the realm of pure heart and not stuck in things, but he didn't expect that there were people who cared, and it was so strong." ”

Ye Qingxue opened her eyes, stood up, and said: "He is my disciple of Qianluo Mountain, my only junior disciple, I pulled up his back from the blood and water on the snowy night and went up the mountain, his life belongs to me, how can others take it, if you want to take it away, you have to ask the thunder above the nine heavens if you can agree." ”

After she finished speaking, she pulled off the purple hairpin on her head and said: "I have no long things, but this firewood hairpin is on my body, so I will use it as hexagram gold." After speaking, he walked towards the outside of the city, and the young man who was surrounding him hurriedly shouted: "Fairy, fairy......"

Ye Qingxue didn't pay attention to it at all, he reached out to pull, but his hand touched the corner of his clothes, and a wisp of electricity flashed, and he suddenly fell to the ground and twitched, one arm was scorched. The people next to him were suddenly shocked, and when they looked at Ye Qingxue again, they already didn't know when they had disappeared without a trace.

Lao Dao frowned and looked at the direction in which Ye Qingxue disappeared, and at the moment when Ye Qingxue disappeared, he hurriedly took out a piece of ** rune paper from his arms, wrapped the purple hairpin and stuffed it into his sleeve, and the original appearance of moral cultivation had long disappeared. He picked up the banner that was erected beside him, got up and crossed the jade white stone bridge, turned a few streets, and walked out of the east of the city, his body floating on the ground as if it had no weight.

However, he didn't go far, and suddenly a middle-aged Taoist chased after him on horseback, and when he looked closer, he realized that where he was riding, it was clearly a paper horse. He sat on the paper horse and said to the old Taoist priest, "Senior brother left in such a hurry, but why? ”

The old Taoist priest didn't stop, and he didn't look at him, but said: "I see that there is already a fierce aura here, and it is not a place of cultivation, so I naturally want to leave." ”

"I heard that the senior brother just calculated a hexagram for Ye Qingxue and accepted her firewood hairpin as hexagram gold, it won't be because he was afraid that she would regret taking it back, so he left in a hurry." The middle-aged man asked tightly.

"Firewood hairpin, this is the hexagram money he gave, how can I be afraid that she will take it back."

"Senior brother, don't pretend, who in the world doesn't know that the purple wood hairpin in Ye Qingxue's hand is the head sword weapon of Qianluomen, the Qingxin Demon Suppression Sword."

"What if you know!" The old Taoist wisp of yellow sheep whiskers fluttered in the wind.

Looking at the head of the city of Baling City, a Taoist riding a paper horse, with neat and splendid robes and neat hair, rode on the paper horse, floating away into the distance like a piece of paper. Next to him was an old Taoist holding a flag with black clothes on a white background, and his clothes and complexion looked a little down, and his feet were not dusty and fluttered towards the distant mountains with the Taoist on a paper horse.

The Taoist riding the paper horse said: "Senior brother, don't blame the junior brother for not reminding you, it is rumored today that the reason why Ye Qingxue can have such an amazing thunder technique is because of this purple wood hairpin that clears the heart and is free from the invasion of demons. This purple hairpin is fine in Ye Qingxue's hands, but it is a disaster in your hands. You shouldn't take this Pure Heart Demon Suppression Sword. ”

"Hehe, Master once calculated for me back then, and the hexagram said that although I had a calamity in this life, I could have a good death." The old Taoist said without looking back.

"Senior brother, although Master has said this, Master also said, 'There is no way for good and evil, but people bring themselves together'." The middle-aged Taoist riding a paper horse said.

"Just a wooden hairpin, where is the trouble, I just leave here, that is, I have escaped into the world, and there is no trace to escape." The old Taoist suddenly accelerated, his body was like a phantom, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye. And the Taoist who rode the paper horse stopped chasing, stopped and looked at the place where the old Taoist disappeared and muttered: "Senior brother, Master once said that you are too direct and confident and not mellow enough, I can't imagine that after so many years, it is still like this." If you take this opportunity to form a good relationship with Ye Qingxue, if he has a catastrophe in the future, how can there be a turnaround. And now that she has taken her purple hairpin, this good fate may turn into a bad fate, and it will inevitably be considered that it is taking advantage of the fire to rob, and it will also attract endless disasters. ”

The Taoist riding a paper horse here looked at the direction of the old Taoist's disappearance and said such words, but he didn't know that on a distant hillside, his senior brother was also saying a word to him: "Senior brother, the master said that you are too sleek and cautious in life, thinking too much, but you can seek a lifetime of happiness, but you want to become an immortal but you are less decisive." I always want to get acquainted with the world, and then the world will help you, how is this possible! I calculate the hexagram and collect the hexagram money, it is fair, how can Ye Qingxue embarrass me in the future. ”

The two of them seemed to be talking across an endless space, their voices carrying the wind. And the old Taoist didn't study how Ye Qingxue knew him, for cultivators, mortals are mortals, as long as there is not too much difference in the realm, if the higher side intends to hide, the cultivators can sense each other. Just like Chen Jing can be found no matter how he hides, and after he finds it, he will inevitably fight.

Although the immortal path is not established in the world nowadays, there are many strange people and strange people, or hidden in the mountains to participate in meditation, or in the world to enlighten the Tao. And there are countless secret methods, and no one dares to say that they have seen and heard of all the secret methods in the world. Just like the old Taoist's way of calculation, Ye Qingxue only felt that his aura was special, and the aura fluctuations on his body were different from those of ordinary cultivators, and he didn't know his true origin.

And the method of measurement that I discovered later is really different, especially the sentence, it is all up to your own heart to find people. At the moment when he did so, a scene appeared in Ye Qingxue's eyes: "A starry sky, a space as bright as day, a spell full of spells, and people standing on the top of the mountains in the air near and far." And in the spells like fireworks, a sword light struggled and swam, trying to rush out of the spell smoke, but was blocked by various spells and magic weapons. Suddenly, a sword curtain swung, killing a few people in the near future and then flying away into the distance. This was only the first scene, and later he saw a man in the shape of a skeleton, with a dark body and white bones on his face and hands. Moreover, he is already disabled. ”

After seeing this, Ye Qingxue knew why the statues in the River Temple were peeling off layer by layer, because his own skin and flesh were also peeling off layer by layer, and the leg was really broken.

Then what Ye Qingxue saw was a demon war, a struggle for survival.