"I always felt that something was wrong, from the time we entered the city of Uncertainty to the time we left here, everything went so smoothly, don't you think? ”

Li Zijin held his chin with one hand, recalling everything that happened in Wuding City, as if since the mysterious woman pretending to be Su Hu appeared, all the troubles were naturally solved, and the investigation of the officers and soldiers of the Yan State encountered in the Wolong Inn had nothing to do with him, it was just a coincidence.

Su Hu had actually sat back in the carriage, of course, it was impossible to really swap roles with his son, and Li Zijin could not agree to her, at this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi was holding a curtain in one hand, so that the wind outside could blow in and cool down, "Childe, do you really want to worship under the indefinite sect?"

In front of him, wearing a gilded robe, the young man who rode his horse and galloped sneered, "Indefinite and uncertain, like my son, I have no fixed place to live and wander outside, isn't it very suitable?"

Su Hu looked at the lonely back of her son-in-law, and made her feel a little sad with such an understatement.

The young man had only been wandering outside for a few months, but what about herself? For more than three hundred years, like a white horse passing through a gap, before she knew it, she had already cultivated eight tails, and before she knew it, she was already in the Yuan Infant Realm, and then, she had already fallen from the Yuan Infant Realm to the Refining God Realm.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, if you really want to follow what the young man said, then she Su Hu is the one who is most worthy of being a disciple of Wuding Mountain.

The woman in Tsing Yi gently lowered the curtain to prevent the young man in front of her from seeing her expression. Su Hu in the carriage smiled miserably.

The little foxes around them back then had already died, and they couldn't embark on the path of cultivation like themselves, prolonging their lives, as short as more than ten years, or as long as decades, but after all, they couldn't accompany themselves to this day.

In the blink of an eye, it's been so long.

Su Hu thought of the back of the young man just now, and thought of his youthful years, the years of his youth.

As soon as he thought of this, the fox demon, who had never had a heart, also slipped two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.

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A scholar in Tsing Yi was released from the cage of the immortals.

The broken folding fan in his hand had the words "Persuasion of Reason" written on it.

Zhao Changqing glanced back, and looked at his mentor Li Haotang deeply, and he couldn't afford it for a long time. Li Haotang, the deputy head of Ziwei Academy, who was still trapped in the cage of the immortals, was already separated at this moment, unable to identify his students, let alone wave goodbye to them.

After a long time, there was a sword hanging from the waist of a man in brocade, and this sword cultivator stepped out, appeared beside Zhao Changqing, patted the scholar on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Brother Changqing, get up quickly, and leave the capital quickly before the murder department has changed his mind." ”

If Li Zijin was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that this man in brocade clothes was the commander of the pass who was guarding the Roller Pass at the beginning, and he was an immortal sect on the mountain that was friendly with the Daxuan Dynasty.

This Jinyi Jian, who was about to become a disciple of the ancestor of his own sect, was good at talking, and only then did he persuade the scholar in green shirts, Zhao Changqing glanced at the man, hugged his fists at him and said, "Brother Wen, these days, you have worked hard." ”

A mountain qi refiner was not pleasant to be under house arrest in a cage of immortals.

These days, thanks to this Jian Xiu surnamed Wen secretly sending food and water to Zhao Changqing and Li Haotang every day, they have survived until now.

Wen Nian waved his hand, "What's polite? It's just that now my half-year experience under the mountain is over, and I will leave to return to the sect in a few days to resume my life, and after that, Li Shanchang's life may not be very easy······ Alas. ”

Zhao Changqing glanced at the immortal cage with pity in his eyes, shook his head and said: "Sir, how can you have suffered a little bit these days?" The soul was forcibly stripped away, the trapped dragon nail locked the backbone, and the cultivation of the whole body was lost, and now no one is a ghost or a ghost······

Speaking of the back, the scholar in Tsing Yi had already clenched his fists, his bones creaked, and he hated that his realm was not enough, and he could not save his husband from fire and water, so he could only watch his husband suffer inhuman treatment.

"Zhao Changqing is ashamed of his teacher!" The scholar in Tsing Yi had tears on his face, and once again looked at the deputy head of Ziwei Academy, Li Hao, who was already almost crazy, babbling nonsense in the cage of the imprisoned immortals, and was as smart as a three-year-old child.

Wen Nian could only shake his head and sigh, "Li Shanchang is iron-clad, and would rather die than succumb to the Daxuan Dynasty, although I don't know what Daxuan wants to ask from Li Shanchang's mouth, but Brother Changqing, you must be more careful in the future, maybe what they can't get from Li Shanchang, they can only turn the spearhead to his students, and Brother Changqing will also be pushed to the cusp, and it will be difficult to protect himself." ”

Zhao Changqing nodded, suddenly thought of something, turned around and was about to leave, and asked Wen Nian when he left, "Brother Wen, are there any whereabouts of my little friends?"

Wen Nian naturally knew what Zhao Changqing was talking about, in the past few months, he would secretly come to Zhao Changqing to deliver water and food as soon as he was free, and then tell him some outside movements, such as the group of students in Ziwei Academy, who "accidentally" died in Songping County, and for example, the "South Ziwei" outside the capital now has actually existed in name only, and the students who were thousands of miles away earlier ran to spread the message and try to unite the two academies - Daoxuan Academy, but now it is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect itself.

The three academies of the Daxuan Dynasty, the Taiping Academy has perished with Taiping County, and the Ziwei Academy has also existed in name only, and now the entire Daxuan Dynasty is left with only the Daoxuan Academy located in the extreme north.

As for Zhao Changqing's little friends, Wen Nian had met them at the Roller Pass, and at that time he still remembered that there were only two names on their customs clearance documents, and Wen Nian had also blocked each other, but in the end, the pockmarked martial artist took out a dagger from the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and Wen Nian gave Longhu Mountain a face and let the four people pass.

If the mountain refiners meet each other, if they can form a good fate, even if it is just an insignificant, hard-working incense, in fact, in the process of cultivation in the future, it is very likely to bring immeasurable benefits to themselves.

And thousands of insignificant incense pieces, eventually condensed together, will inevitably have a far more than expected effect.

Wen Nian is like this to the pockmarked martial artist, and the same is true for Zhao Changqing, a Confucian in the Eight Realms, and so on, in fact, Wen Nian has "charred" a lot, don't look at it now, they are all paid in vain, but whether it is the person who sent the incense, or the person who accepted the incense, in fact, they all know that on a sunny day in the future, they need to return the insignificant incense to the other party, and maybe they will have to repay it twice.

Wen Nian nodded and said, "You mean those two teenagers, a young girl, and a martial artist with a pockmarked face, right?" ”

Zhao Changqing said happily: "Yes, it's them, the young master of Taiping County, the scholar, and the Miss Lu family, that martial artist is an enshrinement of the Lu family, Brother Wen knows where they are?!"

Wen Nian looked around, spread out his palm and pointed to one place, and said, "Brother Changqing, there are many people here, let's leave first?"

Zhao Changqing also looked around and nodded.

In the night, the sword cultivator Wen Nian, the scholar Zhao Changqing, one against the wind, the other with the sword, flew into the air and slowly left the capital of Daxuan.

Above the clouds, the Confucian sage sitting in the canopy of heaven only glanced at it and continued to close his eyes and recuperate, the monk who belonged to the Daxuan Dynasty was two familiar faces, he naturally didn't care, but if it was a monk of the same status as Tang Yin, the sect leader of Yunxia Mountain in the Yan Kingdom, he had to "gift" people out out of the rules.

The two of them flew out of the wind and sword, and they were already hundreds of miles away from the capital of Daxuan before they settled on a mountain cliff.

Wen Nian looked around, and after being sure that it was safe, he turned his head to look at the scholar in Tsing Yi, and whispered: "Brother Changqing, the last time your four friends appeared, it seems that it was in the territory of Yan Kingdom, Yunxia Mountain. ”

Zhao Changqing nodded, "I know this, I sent them there, and after that, is there any news?"

Wen Nian said again: "After that, the Great Xuan Dynasty seems to have sent a few monks with extremely high realms to arrest them, as far as I know, there are two monks in the Eight Realms alone, and there is also a famous martial artist in the rivers and lakes, Han Jian with a single sword, this person is ruthless and fierce, even if I meet him, he may not be an opponent, with him in charge, I am afraid that your friends will be more auspicious." ”

Zhao Changqing frowned and said: "Da Xuan really killed a few young men, and actually invited so many Eight Realm Earth Immortals, what is the picture?"

Wen Nian shook his head: "This is not something that my little commander can know, this matter is extremely secretive, except for the Beijing Murder Division, few people in the entire Daxuan know, and I also dragged a friend on the mountain to secretly inquire about it." In any case, your friends are already in the chess game, and I am afraid that the Daxuan Dynasty has already obtained what it wants, and if you go again now, it will only be in vain. ”

Zhao Changqing's face was extremely ugly, blaming himself for failing to do what his teacher ordered.

Wen Nian couldn't bear it, so he mentioned it more: "When entering the Wheel Pass, your friends once showed a dagger from Zhengyi, I guess they may have something to do with the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, if you have no clue, you might as well take a trip to Longhu Mountain, it is better than stumbling around like a headless fly." ”

Zhao Changqing was pleasantly surprised: "Is this true?!"

Wen Nian smiled and said: "How am I Wen Nian, how can Brother Changqing not know?" It's just that this matter is my speculation, I dare not guarantee that they must be in Longhu Mountain, if you can't see anyone when you go, you can't blame my brother." ”

The scholar in Tsing Yi hugged his fist at the sword cultivator and said gratefully: "Brother Wen treats people with sincerity and is willing to send charcoal in the snow, I am too late to be grateful, how can I blame you? Then I will leave immediately and take a trip to Longhu Mountain." ”

After that, Zhao Changqing pointed to the ground on his toes and went to Longhu Mountain against the wind.

Jian Xiu Wen Nian smiled and watched the scholar leave, and when he finally left, he muttered: "The world is like chess, everyone is like a child, how can you and I be able to control it." ”