Chapter 331: Old Love (2)
After coming out of the Hall of the Underworld, Taiyan sent a few people to walk at the back and talk about what happened in the Palace.
Mendong muttered: "I didn't expect the head of the family to have a relationship with Her Royal Highness the Demon Queen, it's incredible." ”
One is a sect monk with a pure heart and few desires and does not stir up dust, and the other is the master of the demon realm who is in the merry infinite game Fang Cong, no matter how you look at it, you can't hit one side with eight strokes.
"But," Meng Ying muttered, "Why should the head of the sect avoid us when he talks to Her Highness the Demon Queen?" "Since the discussion is about the ruins of the Golden Gate, what is there that these disciples can't listen to?
"Needless to say, if you separate us, you will naturally have to reminisce about the past." Mendong suddenly thought of something, and looked at the hairpin in shock, "They won't rekindle their old feelings, right?" ”
"Possibly." Tian Fangfang said casually: "It seems that our head is quite infatuated, and the love tokens are still with us." Her Royal Highness the Demon Queen is outstanding, and it is not impossible for the two to rekindle their old relationship, but ......" He glanced at the hairpin, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, "If the two of them really rekindle their old relationship, the seniority of the junior sister and the junior uncle is really messy." ”
Hairpin Star: "......"
She was speechless for a moment and sighed: "Don't worry, our Demon Queen Highness of Black Rock City never eats back grass. The past is long gone, and it is impossible to rekindle old feelings. ”
"That's right." Tian Fangfang nodded: "It's a pity." ”
As he was talking, Mu Jiexiao reminded: "Fellow Initiate Pu went to the front. ”
Hairpin Xing raised his eyes and saw that Pu Zhu had a lot of prejudices against the demon race, and he was quietly sarcastic in the Temple of the Underworld, and he was naturally angry in his heart. The little girl went to the front alone, without looking at them.
Hairpin Star glanced at Gu Baiying, and Gu Baiying said inexplicably: "What's wrong?" ”
"We're not the only one who is infatuated." There are words in the hairpin's words. Pu Zhu hated the demons, but he still followed Shaoyang Zhenren to Black Rock City, I am afraid that it is false to talk about the ruins of the Golden Gate, and take this opportunity to meet the sweetheart is true. Hairpin still remembers that when she was in Yu'e Mountain, this girl did not hide her hostility towards herself, and the little junior sister who was pampered and grew up was clearly expressed on her face.
Although he knew that Gu Baiying didn't like Pu Zhu, but if he thought about it carefully, it was still a little unpleasant.
Hairpin sighed and said, "I haven't seen the lamp blowers for a few days......"
Gu Baiying's expression moved, and her gaze suddenly became vigilant: "What do you want to do?" ”
Hairpin Xing smiled at him and spit out two words: "Reminiscence." ”
Yang Hairpin ......" he stared at him incredulously.
Hairpin Xing snorted, walked past Gu Baiying's side, and walked forward.
......
In the hall, Xiaoshuang poured the tea cup in front of Shaoyang Zhenren and quietly retreated.
Bu Jiang smiled: "Why don't you speak, are you still annoyed that I just pierced the relationship between you and me?" ”
Shaoyang Zhenren didn't speak, and looked at the tea cup in front of him.
The hall was quiet for a while, and Bu Jiang sighed: "Anyway, thank you for hiding the spiritual veins of Black Rock City from the sect for me." ”
The key to the ruins of the Golden Gate is in Bu Jiang's hands, and it is a matter of all the spiritual veins of the sect, so those old things in the immortal cultivation world will whisper and ask Black Rock City for help. Even the Spirit Heart Dao people, who had always hated and hated the Demon Realm, acquiesced in their approach this time. It's because the initiative is in the hands of Black Rock City.
But Nojiang knew that even if they didn't come to ask for themselves, the spiritual veins of Black Rock City were gradually drying up, and if there was really an immortal recipe in the ruins of the Golden Gate, they would have to go to the ruins of the Golden Gate. And the demons alone can't use the key to the ruins of the Golden Gate.
Shaoyang Zhenren understood this truth, but he did not inform the other sects.
"And the love needle." Bu Jiang raised his eyes: "You used the love needle on your little disciple, I'm afraid it's not because you want to block the mouth of the old thing in Chihuamen." The love needle says that it is a love break, but in fact, it seals a memory, and I taught you this method. Bu Jiang snorted, "Are you afraid that they will probe Gu Baiying's memories and use the Yuan Soul to sense the whereabouts of the hairpin?" ”
Shaoyang Zhenren held the teacup slightly.
"You're always like this," Bu Jiang smiled and said slowly, "Good things have been done, but no one knows." I told you before that this kind of character will suffer a lot. It is better to do ten points but say one point to others, than to say ten points to others. You have done a good job as a leader, how to be a person, but you still haven't made much progress after so many years. ”
Shaoyang Zhenren put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the person on the high seat: "I came today for the ruins of the Golden Gate." ”
"I know." Bu Jiang looked at him: "You said, there may be an immortal recipe in the ruins of the Golden Gate that can revive the spiritual vein." But Shaoyang, you and I both know that it is just a legend, about the flood a thousand years ago, no one has seen it with their own eyes now. ”
"Not a legend." Shaoyang Zhenren spoke.
"What evidence?"
Shaoyang Zhenren was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to cover the dantian, and from the dantian, a golden-red shadow gradually floated. The shadow shone brightly, and the golden light illuminated the dim hall, but it was only the size of a fist.
Bu Jiang's brows gradually furrowed.
"Your Jindan ......" she hesitated for a moment: "Why did you weaken so much?" ”
"I used the Taiyi Nine Palaces Technique to ask the immortal hexagram."
"Ask the immortals?" Bu Jiang's expression was shocked: "Asking the immortal hexagram is to burn Shouyuan at the cost of burning Shouyuan, you ......"
Monks rarely use to ask the immortals, just because the price of divination is too heavy, ask the immortals to ask the immortals, mortals want to ask the immortals, they must come back at a very high price.
"What did you ask?" No, Jiang asked.
"How can we revive the spiritual veins?"
Bu Jiang sat up straight, stared at him and leaned over slightly: "What is the result?" ”
"The answer lies in the ruins of the Golden Gate." He said.
No, Jiang didn't speak immediately.
Shaoyang Zhenren said lightly: "I know what you are worried about. Before everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Realm sets off, I will plant a Heart Connection Mantra, a Heart Heart Mantra, and they will not make a move against the Demon Clan. You can open the ruins of the Golden Gate with confidence. ”
"That's not what I'm worried about." Bu Jiang said disdainfully: "After so many years, the sect has seen that the number of qi is about to run out, and there are few geniuses who can make people look at it." I'm worried about what's inside the ruins of the Golden Gate. She stared at Shaoyang's real eyes, as if she wanted to see through him from the inside out: "Shaoyang, you don't have anything to hide from me, right?" ”
Shaoyang Zhenren lowered his eyes, and his expression was very light: "The flood is raging, and the trouble will soon implicate everyone, and the people and demons in Duzhou can't escape, and the ruins of Kinmen are the last and only chance." ”
No, Jiang frowned and looked at him for a long time, and Shaoyang Zhenren looked at her seriously.
After a while, the eyebrows of the people on the high seat relaxed, as if they had thought something clearly.
She said cheerfully, "Okay, I believe you." ”
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"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.