In Yan Jianming's eyes, Chu Weiyang is really a smart person.

From beginning to end, even though there was undisguised surprise in his expression, Chu Weiyang never asked about the reasons behind all these changes, and even thanked him in the end because of the reason why the Panwang Sect's martial arts were returned to their original owners, except that Chu Weiyang didn't even mention Danxia's mother, as if he hadn't heard Yan Jianming's deliberate tentative words.

Too smart, unfortunately not destined to live long.

As soon as he thought of this, for some reason, he looked at Chu Weiyang again, looked at the young man's tired face, and looked at him who was obviously a little unskilled, but he had to pull a smile on his face and say some intermittent and extremely unfamiliar greetings.

Yan Jianming actually had a transcendent feeling of fluttering.

This feeling came for no reason, speaking of which one is a lost dog, and the other is an old mother and disciple; One is sick and sick, and the other is the peak of qi refining.

In comparison, after winning Chu Weiyang with all beards and tails, Yan Jianming shouldn't have any happy expression.

But maybe he felt the cleverness of the person in front of him, and felt that something amazing was going to pass away in such a flash, like a flash in the pan, like a meteor for a moment.

That gratuitous fluttering feeling almost made Yan Jianming self-intoxicated, as if at this moment he had an epiphany of red dust, tried all kinds of struggles, felt the impermanence of the world, and felt that he almost had a transcendent realm.

His thoughts lingered here, and in the face of Chu Weiyang's still muttering greeting voice, Yan Jianming suddenly became impatient.

He waved his hand and interrupted Chu Weiyang's words.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

"A little lie, what a beautiful word, it is useless to you and me!"

"Do a good job of what my mother has explained, otherwise I won't be good, and you ...... fellow Daoist"

Speaking of this, Yan Jianming shook his head.

"You won't want to know."

was interrupted by such an arrogant speech, Yan Jianming behaved quite rudely, and even looked a little different from himself.

Yan Jianming even opened his mouth to threaten people with such inferior words.

Chu Weiyang was not angry, he was just a little surprised.

In a trance, he seemed to see a person who had just been suppressed into the demon suppression cave, who was dragged by the evil qi and his soul emotions, and then in extreme anger and sorrow, he let the ghost-like evil qi devour his mind little by little, and became completely forgotten about himself.

Such thoughts flashed away.

Chu Weiyang even looked at Yan Jianming with some pity at this moment.

Immediately afterward, he smiled and nodded.

"Okay, if there is something to do, Yan Daoyou came directly to the Wind Picking Building to find me, at first glance, I lived a stable life, and I was still a little unaccustomed to it, I need to cultivate for a period of time, and naturally I will not forget my mother's instructions, then ......"

Chu Weiyang wanted to speak and stopped.

Yan Jianming nodded, then raised his chin, and subconsciously felt that this didn't seem appropriate, and then the whole person was entangled for a moment, simply shook his sleeve robe, and left like this as soon as he turned around.

Standing behind the forbidden chains intertwined with spiritual light, Chu Weiyang stood quietly in place, until he saw Yan Jianming's figure completely disappear into the lush sea of trees, and then Chu Weiyang walked back to the Wind Picking Building in surprise.

Pushing open the door, Steward Ma was already sitting on the wooden chair and met Chu Weiyang's gaze.

Obviously, Fang Cai's dialogue, Ma Steward who had already mastered the secret method of sword intent, was real.

Without waiting for Chu Weiyang to say anything, Steward Ma nodded to himself.

"You can't be wrong, as I said, in the future, where you stand, your body is the demon cave that suppresses you! Now that the Qi is steaming, even a person who is at the peak of the Qi Refining Period will be affected by the Qi Qi when he stands in front of you. ”

"There will only be madmen around the madman."

"Backwards...... You probably won't have any friends anymore. ”

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang just nodded calmly, this was what he had already guessed.

But if you are crazy or not, if you are not a friend, Chu Weiyang has no intention of scrupling about these.

In the end, the horse steward is a person who has only suffered for a long time, and no matter how much he suffers, his thoughts are still the same as before, and he is always used to thinking about something that he has and does not have.

And at this moment, Chu Weiyang's mind was thinking about the meaning of Yan Jianming's words.

After a long period of contemplation, Chu Weiyang became more and more worried.

"I thought that it was just for a little child in their Tingchang Mountain, even if someone broke into the Sword Sect Mountain Gate for him last time and destroyed the Demon Suppression Cave."

"But this kind of thing, at most, should be shackled within the scope of the next two generations."

"Even if this matter was ordered by Danxia's mother, it doesn't make sense for me and Yan Jianming, two people who are not as tall as their feet and necks, to discuss the matter, and Danxia's mother has to ask in such detail."

"There is no such reason!"

"But that's how it happened."

"So my pretense is actually not the guise of the child at home, or we are both pretenses, who cares about this matter the most......"

This was a bit of a twist, but in the end, Chu Weiyang looked at the horse steward in a daze, and both of them understood the meaning of those words, only to feel that the sea of trees in late spring seemed to be wrapped in thousands of miles of frost, which made people shudder.

The horse steward grinned with difficulty.

"What kind of blessing you have to be able to teach you to be a guise for Danxia's mother!"

Chu Weiyang pouted his teeth, grinned as if he was not smiling, and then checked the wooden box in his hand.

"I have a little brain, it's enough to fool Yan Jianming, he went back to the mountain gate, if he told all the process, I'm afraid that thousands of miles away, Danxia's mother has already seen me through."

"She didn't necessarily expect it, and I could have guessed it."

"So the treasure material has multiplied several times, all of them are selling money, and she wants me to be strong, but not so strong that it gets out of control."

"Then this poison scripture, no matter how graceful and profound it is, I'm afraid it may not be as I want."

As he spoke, Chu Weiyang casually pinched the dark green jade slip from the wooden box and gently pasted it to the center of his eyebrows.

The mind was circling, and unfamiliar words flowed through my mind.

After a long time, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes, lowered his head and silently watched the jade slip in his hand collapse little by little, and finally turned into powder and went away with the wind from his fingers.

Gently twisting again, wiping away the last bit of ash and dust in his palm, Chu Weiyang seemed to see the end and passing of a causal story of Panwang Yuanzong five hundred years ago, and in the silent sigh of later generations, a little bit annihilated in the years.

The horse steward on the side was already scratching his hair very bored, and looked at Chu Weiyang without saying a word at the moment, and immediately asked.

"How? If you want me to say, you shouldn't have reported too much hope, I haven't heard of "Qingzhu Danjing", but what kind of people who carried the Ding five hundred years ago, it sounds like nonsense, you Panwangzong have two or three big cats and kittens, how many years have they withered? During the period of hundreds of years, even the people in the mountains and fields are almost gone, such a leading figure, is also worthy of talking about the creation of the scriptures? Ye Ye pulled a piece of foot down, it is more beautiful than his words! ”

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang glanced obliquely at the lower half of Steward Ma's body, which no longer existed.

"Steward, it's very good, don't talk about it in the future."

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Three more days.

In front of the Wind Picking Building.

Chu Weiyang kneaded clay urns, half a person high, thick pottery urns with thick buckets of water placed on the flat ground.

On the side, the steward sat on a wooden chair, supported himself with his hands, and poked his head into the urn.

In the big urn, several kinds of spiritual herbs and elixirs that are commonly seen in the sea of trees were found by Chu Weiyang, and they were finely spread layer after layer of grass mats, and among these grass mats, snake eggs were like mutton fat and white jade, and they were scattered by Chu Weiyang in the grass mat.

On the inner wall, there are several deliberately dug holes, which are inlaid with more than ten spirit stones just right.

In normal times, Chu Weiyang did not use such a big amount of spirit stones on this, in the end, it was still the floating wealth given by others, and he was not distressed when he used it, and he was quite arrogant and arrogant.

These spirit stones of different heights are inlaid on the inner wall, and when you look closely, there is a faint bit of mystery, as if some kind of formation has been laid out, and the inner qi of the entire large urn is bound in one place.

If the sun and the moon whirl, it will be like the stars in the sky.

Reach out and place the last layer of straw mat on top.

The snake eggs were all hidden in the spirit grass elixir, and even the spirit stones were hidden in them, and Chu Weiyang straightened up.

With some hesitation, he raised his palm, placed it directly above the large urn, and then slashed his sword across the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, the red blood dripped into the urn little by little.

It can be seen with the naked eye, as Chu Weiyang's blood dripped into it, wisps of evaporating dark mist escaped from Chu Weiyang's bloodstains, which were extremely pure and incomparably sinister qi, impregnated in all directions, intensifying and intensifying at the same time, and at the same time, the formation made of spirit stones was tightly bound in the inner wall.

At the same time, what changed clearly was Chu Weiyang's pale face.

In the end, it was a sick body, and after only a while, Chu Weiyang felt dizzy in front of him, and hurriedly swallowed the Dragon Tiger Hui Yuan Dan that was pressed under his tongue.

The scorching heat flowed into the limbs, Chu Weiyang seemed to come to life, and saw that the wound in his palm had a tendency to heal, so he did not hesitate to draw another sword, and then he threw the long sword aside, lifted his spirit, and pinched his hand into a sword finger and pointed it at his wrist.

For a while, Chu Weiyang's mouth vibrated with words, and his vague tone matched the changes in his divine thoughts, triggering the mana in his body to go around.

After a while, the originally red blood in the wound on the palm suddenly turned dark red, and finally almost turned dark purple, and at a glance, it looked like some kind of poison.

At the same time, the grass mat, which was almost drenched in Chu Weiyang's blood, still seemed to be corroded when it was sprayed with such dark red blood, sizzling white smoke.

The pungent but strong medicinal smell began to permeate, but it was also confined by the formation in the big urn.

In the end, it was Chu Weiyang who picked up a spirit stone and put it on the wound in his palm.

Then the sword qi was turbulent, and the spirit stone stained with Chu Weiyang's blood was stirred into powder, and finally the powder was evenly sprinkled in the urn.

After Chu Weiyang finished doing this, and then sealed the mouth of the urn with a piece of rune paper with dense seal patterns, Steward Ma pursed his lips, like an audience full of disgust after watching the excitement.

"It is said that it is the cultivation of the Demon Gate, and there is a greasy smell of the side door inside and out, this vat is stewed, and I actually feel that I am a dish!"

"This is the method of using Gu refining to control the beast......"

"The evil qi has melted, but it has turned into a demon beast!"

"The poisonous qi has also been refined, and it has also been condensed into the demon beast!"

"This time and again, you have lost a bit of evil in your body, but you have taught that fierce beast to become stronger and stronger!"

"But the fierce demon beasts that practice the poisonous path are all unfamiliar beasts!"

"It's weak, but it's just a drag."

"If you are strong, you need to be vigilant against backlash."

"You're right, pass on this method to you, Danxia's mother doesn't really want you to be strong!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang gently touched the wound that had gradually healed, looked at the big urn full of snake eggs on the side, and nodded, as if he agreed with the statement of the horse steward, and seemed to be lamenting the strangeness of the cultivation of the "Qingzhu Dan Sutra".

"The mouth of the green snake bamboo, the needle behind the wasp's tail, both are not poisonous, and they are the most poisonous to women's hearts."

Hearing Chu Weiyang's emotion, Steward Ma was stunned suddenly, as if he had thought of some story, and suddenly, he patted the armrest of the wooden chair fiercely.

"Thief God! Unreasonable thief God! ”

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Chalcedony Hebei, Tingchang Mountain, Danxia Old Mother Dojo.

In the dark Dao Hall, the door was closed, only the incense candles on the four walls were swirling, and the steaming mist became more and more intense, as if it were some kind of immortal holy realm.

On the lotus throne on the high platform in the north, Xie Jiang and Jin Guan sat cross-legged on one left and one right, but when they looked carefully, Xie Jiang's eyes trembled, Jin Guan frowned, and there was no one of them, and his mind was on the cultivation of meditation.

Being detained in this Tingchang Mountain, several days have passed, the two of them are not free, they are shackled in this Taoist hall, what happened outside, whether the elders of their own master came to the door, whether Master Qinghai and Danxia's mother swore an oath, the two of them don't know.

It's just that the passage of such days makes people more and more anxious and uneasy.

At this moment, Jin Guan finally seemed to be relieved, he refused to even pretend anymore, opened his eyes and looked at Xie Jiang on the side, and suddenly spoke.

"Senior sister, you said that spiritual creature ......"

Seeing that Jin Guan was about to continue, Xie Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, and in the deep eye waves, two spiritual lights shone on the supreme sword intent, following Xie Jiang's line of sight, almost manifesting from nothingness, and going straight to Jin Guan's mind!

"Bastard! In Tingchang Mountain, in other people's territory, you dare to say anything! ”

Hearing Xie Jiang's low scolding, in the end, he was irritable to the extreme, Jin Guan rolled his eyes and continued nonchalantly.

"What's the matter! If that spiritual creature is in Tingchang Mountain, it must be on the rabbit cub who is at home! But if it's really not in Tingchang Mountain, senior sister, you say, will it be on the escaped demon prisoner! ”

"After all, if you can survive the demon suppression cave where the evil qi broke out, it seems that the demon prisoner is more suspicious......

Seeing that Jin Guan was about to continue, Xie Jiang slapped Jin Guan on the chest.

"Are you going to betray your sect one day? Crazy here without caring for this! If we lose our spirits, we will make up for the calamities of our vein......"

Speaking of this, Xie Jiang also suppressed his voice suddenly.

It seems to know, but it seems not to know.

At this moment, outside the Dao Hall, a person's footsteps suddenly hurried away.