Chapter 30 The trail is invisible

The old turtle took the whole town away from the earth and rose into the air, not only Li Xiangyi felt it, but many foreign monks in the town also noticed it.

And the ruins of the stele forest of the abandoned tower in the northwest of the town, the couplet on the abandoned tower, is shining golden and shining at night at this moment.

The Tao spreads outside the sky, the sword falls into the galaxy, and it is not a fairyland;

Waking up from a dream and returning to the void is not the world.

The Taixu old turtle, who had completely woken up, finally returned to his hometown and embarked on the road back to his hometown.

Xiao Qianjun woke up from his sleep, regained his human form, glanced at the night sky, and asked, "Senior brother, is Grandpa Old Turtle going back to the outer world of the 'Wonderland'?" ”

Li Xiangyi replied: "It should be." Xiao Qian'er, the four ruins of the town should also come from the outer world, so many broken swords will pass on the sword intent to you, but which sword spirit has said it, where did they come from? ”

Xiao Qianjun shook his head: "Those sword spirit sisters, sword spirit brothers, uncles and aunts only passed on to me the knowledge related to kendo, as well as some foreign deeds that came to the town during the previous migrations, and nothing else was said." ”

Li Xiangyun pondered.

Judging from the four ruins of the Sword Tomb, the Burial Demon Land, the Ancient Battlefield, and the Abandoned Tower Stele Forest, that place is not a fairyland, but it is just like a fairyland, and the current situation should not be very good.

No matter how you look at it, you have experienced an earth-shattering battle.

And judging from the fact that thousands of spirit swords broke and turned into sword tombs, and the giant tower stele forest collapsed and collapsed, the side where the Taixu old turtle was located seemed to be the losing side.

Because you were defeated, expelled, or fled on your own initiative, did you come to this world?

The two volumes of "Lao Ji Talks about Xuanshuo" and "Records of Different Towns in Beizhou" do not mention their whereabouts after migration.

I don't know if it's the author of those two books, and I don't know the inside story, or if it's about a monstrous secret, isolated from the world by some kind of force, and not from the present world.

Maybe.

You should go to the ancient battlefield and the burial demon land to take a look at the two ruins, maybe you can find some clues.

Li Xiangyi made up his mind that he would enter the ancient battlefield tomorrow.

After thinking about it, he was about to continue reading, when he suddenly saw a young man wearing animal skins on the street outside the window, carrying a black coffin, coming towards the Tongfu Inn.

When he saw this, the two looked at each other.

Without words, Li Xiangyun knew that this half-demon boy was here to find him.

He floated out of the window and landed in front of the half-demon boy.

"Something?"

"I went to listen to the rain old bookstore and flipped through the book, then the "Western Realm Yin Things" does record the soul devouring flower, I owe you a favor."

Li Xiangyun asked curiously, "And then?" ”

The half-demon boy said in a muffled voice: "I can do it for you once, or kill someone for you." ”

After a pause, he added, "If you think killing one person is too little, you can kill three, or ten." ”

Li Xiangyi was slightly stunned, this is your way to repay your kindness?

I have to say that this is really in line with his identity, killing nearly a hundred roadblock monks with one hand, a half-human and half-demon coffin-carrying boy.

Thinking about this picture, it's quite suitable for killing people to repay their gratitude.

However, Li Xiangyun still said: "No need, just a few words, for me neither effort nor effort." ”

"It's my business to spend effort or not, and it's my business to repay favors."

Heh, so arrogant?

Li Xiangyi shook the folding fan and thought about it, and said, "If you have to repay this favor, then tell me your name." ”

The half-demon boy frowned slightly, and glanced at the idle green-shirted scholar in front of him.

"How? I only moved your mouth to help you, and you only need to move your mouth if you return the favor, so it's fair. ”

The half-demon boy carried the coffin on his back and turned to leave.

When he was about to walk out of Ping'an Fang, he said two words:

"Lin Wei."

"Lin Wei? Good name! My name is Li Xiangyi. ”

The half-demon boy did not respond, and the figure carrying the coffin quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Li Xiangyi raised his eyebrows, quickly fanned the wind a few times with his fan, and said: "If you don't go to school, you don't know how to be polite, people should still study more." ”

He then returned to his room and continued reading.

……

Early the next morning, it began to drizzle in the town.

Li Xiangyun was not afraid of wind and rain, and took Xiao Qianjun to the ancient battlefield ruins in the southeast corner.

I met Mr. Liu Huchen, a school teacher who went out to buy fish.

"Brother Update, since you have met, how about going to my house for a few drinks?" Mr. Teaching is kindly invited.

"Do you dare to obey?"

Immediately, Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun followed Liu Huchen to the school.

Today, the school is closed, and there are no students.

It was still early, but Li Xiangyun and Liu Huchen, two Sven scholars, slaughtered the fish and warmed the wine.

Liu Huchen fished, and Li Xiangyi made wine.

And this wine is the peach blossom brew given to him by the girl Peach Blossom God.

"Brother Chaoyu, you are a good fish. And my wine is even better wine, three hundred years of peach blossom aging, the only one in the world, today you have a mouthful. ”

"Then thank you for Brother Xin's wine first, and when I cook this fish, let's get drunk!"

There were no schoolchildren around, and I met a school teacher who knew about me, and I was a little dissolute.

Soon the fish soup was cooked, and the peach blossom stuffed was already warm, and the two scholars began to eat.

It was drizzling outside, and the wine and fish in the house were beautiful, and it was an elegant thing to drink and eat fish while listening to the rain.

After a few cups of peach blossoms were brewed, Mr. Xuejuku looked slightly drunk and said, "Brother Update, since it is a drink, you can't do without a wine order, let's take wine as the theme, how about a few drinking poems?" ”

"Okay."

"I'll come first, a thousand glasses of wine are less than a confidant!"

"Then I'll have a 'laugh a few times in my life, and I must get drunk when I meet in a wine fight'."

The two clinked glasses and worked to the end.

"I'll come again, life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon!"

"A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes."

"I have a scoop of wine, enough to comfort the dust!"

"Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural."

"Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try the new tea with new fire, and the poetry and wine will take advantage of the youth!"

"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west."

……

Or one day, Junxi went out of Yangguan, and I warmed the wine and saw it off.

"Brother Update, last time there were schoolchildren disturbing, and the conversation was not enjoyable, and I haven't asked my brother to govern what happened?" After Liu Huchen was full of wine and food, he put a cup and asked.

Li Xiangyi brushed away his drunken spirit and replied: "I Ching." ”

"The Book of Changes is good, "Lianshan", "Returning to Tibet", and "Zhou Yi" are the first of the world's group of scriptures."

"I don't know what Brother Chaoyu is doing?"

"I rule the Book of Rites. Gewu and then know, know and then sincerity, sincerity and then the heart, the heart is right and then the body, the body and then the family, the family and then the country, the country and then the world, this way also! ”

"Admire, Brother Chaoyu has great ambitions, and he will be in the emperor and the economy in the world."

Liu Huchen said ashamedly: "I have been depressed in the three realms for more than ten years, and I have not even been able to step on the four realms of things. ”

Speaking of the cultivation realm, Mr. Teaching couldn't help but sigh.

Li Xiangyun replied: "Li" said: Confucianism is erudite but not poor, and practice is not rolled, I believe that sooner or later, Brother Chaoyu will be able to rise to the top of the world and show what he has learned. ”

"Renew the brother and be kind and forgiving!"

……

After the conversation, the rain outside the house had stopped.

Li Xiangyun took Xiao Qianjun to say goodbye and left, and went to the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

……

Somewhere in a valley in the ruins of an ancient battlefield, a bulging young fat Taoist priest picked up a delicate turtle shell from the ground.

"Hey, I didn't expect this turtle shell talisman to appear in the ruins."

He was about to put the turtle shell in a storage bag when he noticed a group of monks from outside the country approaching him from all sides.

"Fatty, hand over the turtle shell!"

The young fat Taoist priest was surprised: "You want to rob my turtle shell?" ”

"What yours, this turtle shell belongs to everyone, the so-called virtuous people live in it, you give it to me, and I will treat it as if I have not seen you today."

"Boss, his storage bag is so big, and it contains a lot of treasures at a glance, let him hand over the storage bag too."

The eldest of this group of monks, as soon as he heard this, also glanced at the storage bag on the fat Taoist priest, and said coldly: "Yes, hand over the storage bag as well, and we will spare you." ”

When the young fat Taoist priest heard the words of these people, he said, "There are so many of you, I'm afraid, and the trail can see that there are no people." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw countless paper figures emerging from all over the place, surrounding this group of foreign monks.

In a few moments, a dozen foreign monks were all dead.

"The trail really can't see people, Amitabha, good, good......"