The carriage drove into the Yongning Marquis Mansion.

Wang Yifu dragged Wang Ziqiao and Pei Fuzi by himself, nagging non-stop. Prince Qiao excused himself and returned to Dongyue Garden alone. This is the residence of the West Seat of the Hou Mansion, each courtyard is separated by flowers and trees, and the water is winding around each other, and the leaves and vines that climb all over the white walls reveal a deep blue coolness.

Wang Ziqiao closed the door of the wing room and slowly lowered the crystal curtain in front of the window.

The morning light receded little by little, and the shadows covered it. Wang Ziqiao sat in silence and darkness, pondered for a long time, got up and drew a basin of water, and wiped his hands and face.

The water ripples in the silver basin of the carved flowers, Wang Ziqiao's eyes condensed, and he pointed into the water, and the whole basin of water shook violently, and then it stood still, condensed like a mirror.

After a while, a face appeared in the water mirror, gradually turning from hazy to clear, and it was a high moon.

"Is this the art of passing flowers in the mirror that was lost in ancient times?" Through the water, the scenes around Wang Ziqiao were reflected in Gao Tianyue's field of vision one by one, swaying slightly, like a thin and bright water light separated by a layer.

"It's just a superficial use of demonic thoughts. Wang Ziqiao bowed slightly, "My sea of consciousness has recovered a little, and I can barely use my magic thoughts." ”

Gao Tianyue looked overjoyed: "Is the Wu Clan's "Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Method" really useful?"

Wang Ziqiao sighed lightly: "The Void Pole Nail Fetal Soul Forbidden Law is worthy of being ranked among the four great spiritual books, and it has a miraculous effect on nourishing the sea of consciousness, but it doesn't stop there. My soul has been severely damaged, and even if I collect the four spiritual books, it may not be effective. ”

""Interior Fu" and "Miaohua Shen Qi Qi", I have been sending people to secretly search, this is not urgent, it needs a chance. ”

"In this world, I will not get a chance. It's a blessing to be able to recover a little bit of demonic thoughts. ”

"Didn't your chess piece pre-record the Thunder Cliff? The upper part of the "Jade Tower Golden Gate Twelvefold Catalogue" is hidden in the Taishang Shenxiao Sect. However, that chess piece is not very peaceful. ”

"He's in the game, how can he have a chance to jump out?" Wang Ziqiao sighed lightly, "Since he likes to take the initiative to seize opportunities, presumably the next step is to get rid of Yongning Hou and completely get out of my control." "The extraterritorial demons feed on the origin of heaven and earth, invade all universes, and enslave hundreds of millions of living beings, what kind of cruel and cunning have never been seen? According to Zhi Hunt's true nature, it is not difficult to estimate his next step.

Gao Tianyue smiled: "This son is indeed a little capable, and he actually caught up with the Taishang Shenxiao Sect Sect Leader." ”

"He grew up in Bailing Mountain since he was a child, and he has no relationship with the Taishang Shenxiao Sect. Most likely, when the Daomen fought fiercely against Yan Hitting the waves, he managed to win Qingfeng's favor. ”

"Yes. There were thieves in the Chongxuan Department, presumably this son asked for help through Ziyunguan Qingfeng, and Xuanzhu would rush to Jiankang. ”

The two of you said a word, and I said a word, and they actually deduced the fact that Zhi Hunt Zhen pre-recorded Thunder Cliff.

"That's exactly why I'm looking for you. Wang Ziqiao's voice sank, and his brows frowned slightly, "What kind of identity is Xuanzhu? No matter how big Qingfeng's face is, it is not worth a master of refining the Void and Void Harmony to personally support that kid, it is enough to send a disciple to come forward." ”

Gao Tianyue's heart moved: "What do you mean...... Xuanzhu just came by the way?"

"That's right. Xuanzhu went out to the mountain gate, there must be another reason!" Prince Qiao said categorically. The extraterritorial demon is the best at sensing people's hearts, and when Xuanzhu turned into electricity and left, there was a momentary mood swing, which was clearly captured by him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, each pondering.

"What do you need Xuanzhu to come out of? Buddhism? Before Chongyang ascends to the altar to argue, the Daomen will not mess around, and this rule will still be explained. ”

"King Jin Ming has already sent heavy troops to be stationed in Jilong Mountain in the north of the city to protect the disciples of Buddhism, and the Daomen will not openly tear his face with the royal family. ”

The two sides glanced at each other, and suddenly shouted in unison: "Isn't it for Yan Hitting the Waves?"

"In the wild battle, the Daomen was almost wiped out in the hands of Yan Zhenglang, how could you not return the color?"

"Daomen must have been planning for a long time, trying to ambush Yan Zhenglang in one fell swoop. ”

"The last time the ambush of Buddhism failed, Qingfeng couldn't escape the blame. This ambush should be headed by the Taishang Shenxiao Sect, and Xuanzhu will reveal a trace of restlessness when he leaves. ”

"Yan hits the waves, this shield, and now he can't die. ”

Wang Ziqiao tapped his fingers on the water mirror, and a wisp of light gray smoke floated out of his fingertips, writhing strangely, and transformed into a human form, as if it was his own appearance.

"Yesterday, at the moment when Xuanzhu's mind was differentiated, I quietly attached a wisp of demonic thoughts to him. This wisp of demonic thought is colorless and formless, harmless and useless, like a little dust on the body, and it will disappear by itself after twelve hours, and it is difficult for the master of the Convergence Dao to detect it. Wang Ziqiao flicked his fingers, and the humanoid light smoke swirled, burrowing into the water mirror little by little, and disappeared. The next moment, a humanoid light smoke appeared in front of Gao Tianyue's body and wrapped around his fingers.

"It will take you to track down that wisp of demonic thoughts and find Xuanzhu. ”

"Without further ado, I'll leave at once. Gao Tianyue flicked his long sleeves, stepped out with his left foot, and appeared outside Jiankang City. When he took the second step with his right foot, his figure was faintly indistinguishable, as if he had turned into a thousand miles of surging river, rushing all the way away.

Wang Ziqiao stared intently at the water mirror, in which the scenes of rivers, towns, plank roads, grass and trees were constantly switching, changing with the rapid movement of the high tilting moon......

"Mind to guard the dantian, concentrate on the qi, run through the hundred veins, and the whole body is like one! You little monk, as long as you run the method taught by the family, you can ensure that you walk like flying!" On the ancient road of Yanzhou, a round of rising sun is rising, dyeing the river in the distance red like fire. Yan Zhenglang shouted loudly, pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and poured a few large sips of wine.

"Master Yan, the little monk said that his tongue was calloused. I already have a teacher, and I am a disciple of Buddhism, so I can't worship you as a teacher. I won't learn the exercises you teach. Huiyuan replied weakly, dragging one foot deep and one foot shallow, like a clumsy turtle. His shoulders, arms, back, and legs were tied with heavy lead, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his mouth was panting incessantly.

Yan Zhenglang wiped a handful of wine from the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "Then you carry this turtle shell on your back and walk slowly, the Sprinkle family has time to grind with you." ”

He walked to the river and looked for a ferry. The river beach is covered with black and yellow silt, and the sparse reeds sway in the morning breeze. On the edge of the reeds, there is a hexagonal river pavilion, the column paint peels off, the roof tile is broken, and on the plaque full of cracks, the three words "Broken Wave Pavilion" are eroded very blurred.

Yan Zhenglang frowned. He has the word "wave" in his name, and the name of this pavilion is obviously ominous. Thinking of this, he suddenly had a whim, and a hint of uneasiness was born out of thin air.

This is a trace of celestial induction in the darkness of the peak master of the Hedao.

"Little monk, go!" Yan hit the waves without hesitation, grabbed Huiyuan, and swept up.

In the vast river, a small canopy boat slowly sailed in.