Volume 1 Seven Rank Taoist Priests Chapter 45 Fourteen People

Qi Xuansu followed Zhang Yuelu out of Bishan Temple and went all the way to the north, while Lingquanzi and Xu Zhen went all the way to the south.

Qi Xuansu and Zhang Yuelu rode side by side, and Zhang Yuelu said: "Tianyuan, although my cultivation is higher than you, when it comes to the experience of rivers and lakes, it is far inferior to you, so I let you join me." ”

Because there were only two of them, Zhang Yuelu did not call "Deacon Qi" anymore, but called Qi Xuansu's cousin.

Qi Xuansu was a little distracted, and said in a ghostly manner: "Actually, Brother Zhou Baizhou's experience in the rivers and lakes is also very rich. ”

As soon as the words came out, Qi Xuansu realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to collect it.

Sure enough, Zhang Yuelu glanced at him: "What do you mean by this?" Let's be clear. ”

Qi Xuansu coughed lightly: "I just said it casually." ”

Zhang Yuelu no longer held the shelf of the deputy hall master, and snorted lightly: "I see that you are pretending to be confused, Zhou Bai's experience is not fake, but he is boring, I have to hold the shelf of the deputy hall master in front of him, maintain majesty, and am I not tired?" On the contrary, in front of you, you can still feel a little more comfortable. ”

Qi Xuansu asked, "Why don't you have to put a shelf in front of me?" ”

Zhang Yuelu said bluntly: "We are friends, in front of you, it won't be interesting to pretend again." ”

"As for the others, I want to guarantee my reputation, which is not what you call a woman's reputation, but to make others look forward to my prospects, and they will be happy to help me in return for the future. They helped me, I was able to go further, my prospects were more promising, and I would get more help. ”

"For example, the higher you fly, the stronger the wind. The stronger the wind, the higher it flies, all the way above the nine heavens. But if I can't maintain this reputation, even if I'm still an immortal, I won't be able to fly very high, let alone ask for some great real people and great masters. ”

"So when I'm usually in front of people, I have to stand on the shelf, maintain my posture, and make my words and deeds conform to other people's expectations and opinions about me. I can be alone, I can be arrogant, I can be unapologetic to many people, but I can't be weak, I can't be emotional, I can't be indecisive and womanly. ”

Qi Xuansu was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses. He didn't expect Zhang Yuelu to see it so thoroughly at a young age, and even made him feel that listening to your words was better than reading for ten years.

But as Zhang Yuelu said, it's tiring to live like this. Since Qi Xuansu had already seen Zhang Yuelu's appearance in private, Zhang Yuelu could take off his mask in front of Qi Xuansu and relax a little.

Qi Xuansu asked, "Have you ever regretted choosing such a path?" ”

"What is there to regret?" Zhang Yuelu said with a smile, "If you want to make a contribution, how can you do it without suffering some hardships?" Since I am determined to change the Dao Sect like Xuan Sheng, I naturally have to pay something. ”

Qi Xuansu exclaimed: "You are the second strange woman I have ever seen. ”

"Who's the first one?" Zhang Yuelu asked.

Qi Xuansu shook his head and said nothing. The first one is naturally Qi Niang, but she can't mention it to Zhang Yuelu. Of course, Qi Xuansu has not been in contact with many women in total.

Zhang Yuelu didn't ask any further.

Qi Xuansu changed the topic and asked, "If we fail to be unfavorable this time, or even fail miserably, and make the Daomen lose face, what will be the result?" ”

Zhang Yuelu said expressionlessly: "I am naturally to blame, I will be transferred out of Tiangang Hall, if I am lucky, I can go back to Beichen Hall to continue to be the main worker, or go to the Daozang Division to find an errand in order to make a comeback." If you're unlucky, you'll be transferred to the Requiem Division, where you'll spend the rest of your life. ”

"What is Requiem? Why haven't I heard of it? Qi Xuansu asked again.

Zhang Yuelu glanced at him and explained: "The Requiem Division is mainly responsible for the cemetery and the corresponding sacrifices. The ancestral hall was originally a cold bench in the nine halls, and the Requiem Division was a cold bench in the ancestral hall, mostly held by a real person or a big real person who had lost power. ”

Qi Xuansu suddenly realized: "Isn't this the great eunuch of the previous dynasty who was assigned to guard the imperial mausoleum?" ”

Zhang Yuelu glanced at him and continued: "As for you, where do you come from and where are you going. If it is you, who have never served in the local Taoist government, most of them will go with me to guard the mausoleum, then we can be companions, accompany those heroic spirits who died for the Daomen, and spend the rest of our lives. ”

The smile on Qi Xuansu's face slowly disappeared.

Although he has a beautiful woman as his companion, his boss is still a real person or a real person, but Qi Xuansu doesn't think this is a good end.

Zhang Yuelu clamped the horse's belly and said: "If you don't want to go to the Requiem Division, just cheer up and punish that group of demons, then we will have a bright future." ”

Qi Xuansu hurriedly followed.

At some point, there was a little snowflake in the wind.

Qi Xuansu only felt that the wind and snow were blowing on his face, and then he looked at Zhang Yuelu, who was not wearing a hood, and his head was also stained with snow, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The snow and frost are blowing all over the head, and it can be regarded as a total white head." ”

Zhang Yuelu glanced at him with a very strange gaze, and said: "If the white head can be replaced by snow, how can there be a hard-working person in the world?" ”

The two looked at each other, suddenly lost their words, and each turned his head to hide his embarrassment.

Soon, the two found some blood stains on the gravel on the side of the road, because the blood stains were on the leeward side, so they were not covered in snow.

Qi Xuansu turned over and dismounted, wiped the blood lightly with his fingertips, then put it under his nose and sniffed it, and said to Zhang Yuelu: "It's human blood." ”

Zhang Yuelu ran the "Immortal Qi Technique", and purple qi flashed in his eyes. Immediately after, a blood-red "air current" that could not be seen with the naked eye appeared in her vision, stretching like a winding path into the distance.

"Follow me." Zhang Yuelu followed this blood-red "air flow" and walked towards the horse, Qi Xuansu got back on the horse and followed behind Zhang Yuelu.

The two followed this trajectory for about ten miles, and came to a rocky beach, which was white because it was already snowing.

Zhang Yuelu took the lead in dismounting, and pointed to the rocky beach: "It's probably here." ”

Qi Xuansu turned over and dismounted, pulled out the wooden sword "Meridian" from behind his back, and while walking, he pierced the wooden sword in his hand into the snow, and judged whether there were corpses or living people under the snow by his touch.

Zhang Yuelu was not idle, following Qi Xuansu's example, and began to search for the rocky beach.

After about a stick of incense, Qi Xuansu suddenly felt that the "meridian" in his hand had poked a slightly soft thing, and hurriedly retracted the "meridian" into the sheath behind his back, and then brushed away the snow with both hands.

Soon, a figure buried in the snow was dug out by Qi Xuansu, dressed as a person in the Daomen, with a pale face and blood stains on his body, about thirty years old.

There is no need for Qi Xuansu to shout, Zhang Yuelu has already come over, and stretched out his hand to take the pulse of this person: "It's a martial artist, and he is not dead yet." ”

Qi Xuansu said: "It seems that he is the fourteenth person of Bishan Temple, who escaped from Bishan Temple by luck, ran for dozens of miles, and then fainted here, covered by falling snow. Fortunately, it was a martial artist, who was physically strong and did not freeze to death. ”

Zhang Yuelu tried to inject a breath of true qi into this person, but saw that this person's face improved slightly, but he didn't wake up.

Zhang Yuelu's face was solemn, and he said slowly: "His breath is faint, but he has not completely cut off his vitality, and he can't wake up, which seems to be a symptom of 'loss of soul'."

The so-called "lost soul" is the common saying of the common people "lost soul", because of fright or other reasons, some of the three souls and seven spirits come out of the body, making people confused, like the living dead.

Zhang Yuelu's eyes once again had purple qi flowing, and he frowned and said: "If I'm not mistaken, his three souls are missing one soul and one soul is refreshing, and his seven souls are missing the three spirits of Fu Ya, Bird Yin, and Non-Poison, so he can't wake up." ”

Qi Xuansu said: "In other words, he is now a living dead?" ”

"Almost." Zhang Yuelu stood up, "I think it was when the incident happened, this person was also tricked, but he escaped by instinct." The specific situation, you have to take him back first, let Lingquanzi take a look, he is a Fang Shi, and he is more proficient in this aspect. ”

Qi Xuansu put this person on horseback and left the place with Zhang Yuelu.

The two returned to Bishanguan along the same road, and during the time they left, Bishanguan was still safe and sound, and the group of demons did not go and returned. This is also reasonable, this time Zhang Yuelu brought more than 60 people, all of whom are congenital people, and in the case of being ready for battle, even the masters of the true stage dare not underestimate them in the slightest.

Not long after, Lingquanzi and Xu Zhen also returned.

Zhang Yuelu told Lingquanzi the general situation of the fourteenth person, and Lingquanzi checked the mud pill palace of this person with thoughts, and said: "These demons' methods of forcibly seizing the soul are very rough, for example, it is like drilling a small hole in the mud pill palace with a chisel, and then drawing the soul from this small hole, this person was also opened by the demon mud pill palace, for some reason, before the demon took away the soul, he escaped, but after all, the mud pill palace was damaged, or his soul was unstable, and he may have lost part of his soul on the way to escape." ”

Zhang Yuelu asked directly: "Can you summon spirits?" ”

Lingquanzi said: "As long as his soul is still within a radius of a hundred miles, I can use his physical body to guide and recall the lost soul." ”

"Spiritualism" is a magical power that can be practiced by a monk in the dream realm, and for a monk in the thunder realm, it can be said to be easy to capture.

Zhang Yuelu said: "The place where we found him is about eighty miles away from Bishan Temple, and it is definitely not more than a hundred miles. ”

Lingquanzi nodded, took out four yellow paper talismans from his big sleeve, and threw them casually, and the four talismans flew to the four directions respectively, hanging without falling. Then Lingquanzi bent inward on the middle finger and ring finger of his left hand, pressed the fingertips of his middle finger and ring finger with his thumb, and said: "The soul is coming back, and it is as urgent as a law!" ”

When the words fell, the wind rose on the ground, and the four yellow paper talismans spontaneously combusted without wind.

Everyone had to take a few steps back, but Zhang Yuelu stood still.

Lingquanzi's big sleeves fluttered, maintaining this posture and not moving.

After a long stream of incense, the wind gradually stopped, and the yellow paper talisman turned into ashes.

With only a groan, the last survivor slowly woke up.