After accepting the situation, Usu became much calmer, and her black and white eyes became soft and indifferent.

"Nether, how do you want me to kill Li Xuan?" Usu asked, tilting his head.

She spoke, and in a calm tone, she uttered dozens of ways to kill people in a row.

Asked Yuan was shocked: "Usu, I have never taught you this. ”

"Li Sui used these methods to kill me, I was killed once, and I wrote it down." Usu replied softly.

She thought to herself that she was a very studious little monster, and since she had this skill, she had to give her the choice of who she traded.

Usu is indeed dedicated.

Xie Youming was stunned for a long time when he heard Wu Su's words.

Finally, he said, "You can kill her in the easiest and quickest way you can." ”

"Are you afraid that she will hurt?" Usu's calm eyes looked at Xie Youming's ghostly eyes.

"I'll kill you—" Xie Youming lunged at Usu, and in an instant, her body turned into a soft air current, resisting the attack.

The black and white qi gathered in the distance, and Usu showed her figure again, and she said softly, "I'm sorry. ”

It took her half a day to adjust her emotions, and now she has regained her usual calm.

Asked Yuan Xiao: "Xie Youming, tell me about you, what did you do to provoke her?" ”

"She doesn't get angry, she doesn't fear death, your attacks don't work against her, and in the end, it's only you who gets angry." She got up and walked slowly towards Usu.

"All right, come on, boy, we've got a long time, and I'm going to take all the knowledge I know...... Teach it all to you. ”

There is a lamp in front of the hall of Fangxuan Temple, and it has not been replaced after an unknown number of years.

At night, under the moonlight, the shadow of a moth was reflected in the cyan lampshade.

Many pilgrims who came to make wishes came and went, from children to twilight years, and the Buddhist bell in Fangxuan Temple rang many times.

The silent sound swept through time, and Usu, who was imprisoned in the lantern, didn't know how long he had been there.

Only Fangxuan Temple is still recording time, it has evolved from a century-old temple to a thousand-year-old temple, and the incense is more vigorous.

Occasionally, Usu could hear the wishes of the pilgrims outside the lantern, and she felt that being the Buddha in Fangxuan Temple was extremely tiring.

Under the teaching of Wen Yuan, her knowledge gradually became richer, while Wen Yuan and Xie Youming became weaker and weaker.

They are waiting for a natural death, and then, their dying energy will be absorbed by Usu.

If Wu Su didn't do anything else, the yin and yang energy stored in her body could last for a long time.

But in the end, she could barely maintain her human form.

If it takes a little longer, she may lose consciousness and then desperately search for the yin and yang energy that can be obtained around her.

The lanterns that have been burning for thousands of years are also running out of oil.

Until one day, a special guest came to Fangxuan Temple.

"Hurry up, before Lord Xianjun comes, everything is ready, and the place that should be swept is cleaned up. You are not allowed to be lazy, Lord Xianjun, this is to bless our Fang Xuan Temple, this is a great gift! If it weren't for the fact that Fang Xuan Temple had some relationship with him a long, long time ago, how could Lord Immortal Monarch come to us? "The current abbot of Fangxuan Temple asked the little novice beside him to go down and prepare for the business.

Although the abbot was old, his voice was loud, and he woke up Usu, who was lying in the wick and sleeping.

She was now basically in the form of black and white qi, and when she heard this, she flew out, trying to hear more clearly.

Xianjun ...... Is it from Xianzhou, will it be Li Sui? Will she ever come back?

Wen Yuan and Xie Youming came today because they were too weak and barely had time to wake up, so only Usu was eavesdropping.

The little novice in Fangxuan Temple asked innocently: "Master, what is the relationship between that legendary Immortal Monarch and our Fangxuan Temple back then?" ”

"Hey, this is going to talk about a master who once lived in our temple, her name is Wenyuan, and she has amazing wisdom. At the beginning, Lord Xianjun was studying here from Master Yuan, and after he left Yundu to comprehend the swordsmanship and returned, he still remembered the friendship of the year, and for a long time, he came to visit Fangxuan Temple every day. ”

"Later, I asked Master Yuan to say goodbye, and we never saw her again, and I don't know if such a master went to Xianzhou or passed away." The abbot recited Amitabha, "After that, Master Wenyuan is not here, and the immortal monarch is no longer here." ”

Usu lay on the lampshade and listened quietly, she knew who the abbot was talking about.

At this time, the abbot just raised his head, and he noticed a little shadow on the lampshade, so he quickly called the little novice over.

"Don't be lazy, I see this lantern is a little dirty, you can wipe it quickly." Abbot Road.

Usu was so frightened that she quickly ducked back, curled up in the wick, a little nervous.

The little novice took the cloth and carefully wiped the lantern to make sure it was spotless before climbing down the ladder.

He held a rag in his arms and looked at the bright moon in the sky very reverently.

He said to himself yearningly, "That Immortal Monarch, did you also walk this road back then?" ”

"Of course he didn't." At some point, she woke up, and she heard movement outside the lantern.

"At that time, when he came to look for you, he didn't walk to the Buddha hall at all, he went straight to the back mountain to take you home." Asked Yuan said.

She pinched her eyebrows: "After so long, he should have forgotten about me a long time ago, but ...... No one will know the real reason why he came to Fangxuan Temple again and again. ”

Usu was stunned, she recalled what the abbot had said before, and then she reacted.

It seems to be the same...... His Royal Highness came to Fangxuan Temple every day just to pick her up.

This is a secret message hidden in the old days, and now no one knows the secret except for asking her and her.

However, it won't be long before Wen Yuan will die.

Usu sighed softly, this kind of thing was hidden in her heart, and the truth would never emerge again.

On the day Pei Jiuzhi came to Fangxuan Temple, there were no people left within a hundred miles.

With a black and white clear light long sword behind him, he slowly walked into the Fang Xuan Temple.

Behind him, there were all the immortals, who came over to form a formation with Pei Jiuzhi to bless him.

During this time, the demons in the world resurged.

First bless and bless a place like the temple, and if a demon attacks, you can resist it for a longer time.

As for...... Why did you choose Fangxuan Temple first?

Pei Jiuzhi thought that many years ago, he seemed to have a teacher, and he had forgotten a little about whether the name was Asking Heart or Asking Fate.

went to Xianzhou for thousands of years, and the red dust of this mortal world was also buried in the depths of memory.

He has no intention of being cold, so naturally he can't remember so much.

All in all, he has this connection with Fangxuan Temple, so he chose this place first.

In Fang Xuan Temple, after he taught the immortal formation to follow, he didn't need to worry about other places.

The thousand-year-old temple, the Fanzhong is secluded, and the green pines around it give shade.

In the distance, the abbot led the monks and saluted Pei Jiuzhi respectfully, and they didn't even dare to look up at his appearance.

The breath around Pei Jiuzhi's body was like a frozen snow-capped mountain.

If you want to get closer, you will inevitably be crushed by the wind knife full of determination.

The immortal behind him brought up a few sticks of incense.

"Your Majesty, the temples of the mortal world should be worshiped with incense, you ...... Do you want to put a pillar of incense here? ”

"Yes." Pei Jiuzhi lowered his eyes, his wide sleeved robe swept away with the wind, and he took the incense candle.

His appearance has not changed from back then, but he has become much more mature and depressed.

The cold eyes that looked straight ahead were already indifferent and cold.

Pei Jiuzhi was dressed in white, and there was a circle of light around him.

This is the aura formed by the overflow of the powerful mana in his body, like the scorching sun in the sky, scorching and dazzling.

He walked slowly through the stairs of Fangxuan Temple and headed towards the Buddha Hall.

Step by step, he approached the lantern under the eaves.

By the time he arrived, Usu had already hidden in the wick, and she managed to shrink her body into a small mass of chaotic air.

She didn't want to meet His Royal Highness.

- though he doesn't remember her anymore.

Asking Yuan patted the air flow that seemed to be trembling as if she were comforting, and she persuaded Usu not to be so afraid.

"He has long forgotten you, and even if you appear in front of him, he will not remember who you are."

Wen Yuan smiled: "I guess he has forgotten now, whether his teacher back then was called Wen Yuan or Qianxin." ”

Usu hid in the wick and trembled, but she still didn't dare to fly out.

Her soft voice came: "Teacher, you let me hide, he should leave soon, and I will come out again when that time." ”

Wen Yuan turned her head sideways, and through the hazy lampshade, she could only see Pei Jiuzhi's vague figure.

Like a blazing sun, he slowly approached here.

Even if he asks fate, he can't look directly at the light on his body.

His momentum is so powerful and awe-inspiring that ordinary people don't even have the ability to face him.

"Don't you want to look at him?" Asked Yuan asked Usu.

The black-and-white air currents shrunk into the wick trembled again, and her voice was muffled as Usu had completely hidden herself in the wick.

"I don't want to." Usu said.

At this moment, she heard a faint sound of a sword.

Pei Jiuzhi's footsteps, which were outside, suddenly stopped.

He raised his hand and pressed the trembling hilt of his sword behind him, and no one noticed the small change.

Wu Su knew Pei Jiuzhi too well, so as soon as his sword rang, even if the voice was weak, she could hear it.

She muffled her voice and didn't speak.

Pei Jiuzhi only paused for a moment, and then he calmly lit incense and bowed to the Buddha statue.

On Zhixiang's left hand, his ring finger, there is a ring in the shape of black and white.

The ring reflects the scorching sun, reflecting a blinding light.