Jun Li didn't know what others saw in the eyes of others, he only knew that he saw Lou Qianshan untie a green hair, I don't know if it was the wind or illusion that blew her hair and light clothes up, and the forehead, the eyebrows, the nose, the cheeks, the corners of the lips - that vivid face has made people unable to describe it with beauty or not - Lou Qianshan, this woman and this day and this day and this cloud are all blended together, this hair and this clothes, is exuding an irresistible charm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's pretty......" he heard the thorn beside him mutter. He went to see her, only to see that her eyes were confused, as if she was drunk, and hurriedly grabbed her hand, seeing that she was a little sober, and before she could call out, he saw that the other side seemed to be ignorant and unconscious, and had already walked towards Lou Qianshan in a daze.

"Unintentional!" He wanted to wait to stop him, but Shan Jiquan on the side suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Unintentional. Jun Li breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Shan Jiquan, and saw that his demeanor was as usual, not like a fantasy, but looking around, everyone's attitude was the same as the expression of Thorn Shicai, and he couldn't help but say: "Shan Xianxian, they ......"

Shan Jiquan said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it first. According to you, Miss Qiu and Miss Lou were both with you yesterday, so they shouldn't have a chance to set up any illusions, because I expected the sound of the piano and the dance to be just an addition to the illusion - this is just a trick, and the source is still on the butterfly powder. ”

Jun Li thought for a moment and nodded. A few of them realized quickly, and covered their mouths and noses, so that even if they were in the illusion, they were not deep. Looking at Shan no matter how unintentional, he wanted to go because it was Lou Qianshan, not because he was illusory.

But he still doesn't know. "What do they mean?"

The intention behind it may not be good, but the act itself may not necessarily be evil. Shan Jiquan said, "Those who recognize illusions naturally understand illusions, and those who do not recognize illusions naturally enter illusions - as far as I can guess, the illusion created by butterfly powder and this sound and shape was originally to create a beautiful atmosphere." In such an atmosphere, the hearts of the people are naturally happy, the hostile turn to friendly, and all defenses are lowered - that is the purpose of their exposed hands. ”

Jun Li looked at everyone's expressions and knew that Shan Jiquan had probably not guessed wrong. Naturally, there are still a few people who are vigilant in the morning, and their faces are still nervous, but even if they haven't inhaled much butterfly powder, such a soothing piano sound, and such a beautiful dance, no one will refuse, even themselves, they suddenly feel that the sky is high and the sun is bright, the wind is light and the clouds are soothing, Lin Ya is shifun, and the boat is light - this Junshan Island seems to be really a holy realm on earth, which makes people feel so comfortable that they can't be more comfortable, and they can't like it anymore.

This plan may also be because he understands human nature too well - just because people are naturally rational, but most of the time, they still act according to their feelings. The three branches and one source were originally the ones that moved people's hearts, and with just a little effort in their hearts, many things would be easy to do. Hallucinations will eventually disappear, but like all people who wake up from a sweet dream, they still have to linger on their minds, even if they know that they are just dreams.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Lou Qianshan also quieted down and stood on Guan Mo's side. But the crowd seemed to be frightened by the lingering sound, and still did not say a word - most of them could not even tell whether Shicai had really had a woman dancing in this scene. No one noticed that Xie Fengde, who was not far from her, was looking at her so covetously—they didn't know that he had shown such an expression to her countless times. This kind of expression is completely different from the "saint" implanted in their hearts that they have entered the illusion.

Not far from Lou Qianshan, Mo Yu also seemed to be aware. Even after getting along with Xie Fengde for a long time, he seemed to have some disdain for his gaze, and quietly retreated, as if he didn't want to be with him.

Guan Sheng did not hide the color on his face, and when he saw the eye-catching Wuling Marquis Feng Qingkai, he still opened his mouth slightly, as if he had not yet recovered from his surprise, and said: "How, Marquis Wuling, the three branches of the 'Cloud Dream Sect', this is a source of martial arts that uses the nature of heaven and earth as its own use, but it is a bit interesting?"

Marquis Wuling stood up with a smile and said: "'Cloud Dream' is worthy of its name, and we are as shallow as we are. The second reason for the name of 'Yunmeng' mentioned by Guan Daxia before, but because of this?"

The Marquis of Wuling really said it. Guan Sheng arched his hand and smiled, "It seems that the Marquis of Wuling and the Yunmeng Sect are also very fateful!"

Feng Qingkai smiled back, but he didn't say much to him, but turned to okra and said, "I have to hear the girl's Ya Song, Feng is fortunate to have three lives." The girl's piano skills are extraordinary, and Feng is ashamed of herself, so she doesn't have to get an axe when she wants to come. ”

Okra listened to his praise and nodded slightly in gratitude. Guan Sheng saw that he was dedicated to okra, and he was not unhappy, so he turned to the side of the Marquis of Jiangling and Jiang Yixin, and said, "Marquis Jiangling, Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

"Hearing and seeing it, it is really like being in a fairyland. Zhang Zainong shook his head, as if he couldn't believe it, "Although Zainong was born as a Chu person and often heard the legend of the Yunmeng Sect in the past, it was the first time he saw and heard of Yunmeng's mastery with his own eyes. If you go back to Jiangbei this time and talk to your relatives and friends in the township, you may envy them. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. Guan Sheng politely glanced at Jiang Yixin, Jiang Yixin caught a glimpse, coughed, and arched his hand: "It's really extraordinary, but--Guan Daxia said that Yunmeng's martial arts is based on nature, and he is talking about 'martial arts', and all of you invited today are also martial arts heroes.

Guan Sheng laughed, "Brother Jiang is even more anxious than us, the matter of meeting friends in the martial arts competition was originally in the future - Yunmeng martial arts is quite different from the martial arts of various factions, I am afraid that Brother Jiang will not be able to understand it for a while, and when the time comes, we will learn together, and we will know the end." "If you have no questions, please take your seats first." ”

Everyone retreated, Guan Sheng glanced back at Guan Feizhi, nodded to him, turned back and was about to speak again, but there was a sigh in the venue. The sigh was not high, as if it had come from the back of the front of the room—but it was strange—how could a low sigh from the farthest distance be heard so clearly in such a noisy place?

With that sigh, an old voice said slowly: "The martial arts are terrifying, how can they be as good as the demons in their hearts." You say that you are not a demon, but you can distort your vision and control people's hearts, and you are not allowed to call yourself a demon. ”

The hall was silent all of a sudden, and even the most unfamiliar people knew that it would be an ordinary person who could overpower all the sounds without shouting and roaring like this. Guan Mo's complexion changed slightly. Although the illusion of suitable talent is urged by the three branches at the same time, complementing each other, it is difficult for ordinary people to resist, but after all, okra and Lou Qianshan are still young, and their skills must not be profound. If there are people with profound internal strength who have not inhaled the illusion of butterfly powder, they will naturally be sober.

The Hengshan faction and several great family sects near the periphery seemed to have some sympathy for this words, but no one was willing to say anything under such excitement, and now they suddenly saw someone standing up, and they all looked at it.

I saw that the man who stood up had no hair on his head, and was clothed in coarse cloth, and it was an old nun. The old nun had wrinkles on his face and looked to be at least eighty years old. She didn't seem to have a companion, and others saw that she was old and slow to speak, and even if she sat close to the left, she didn't talk much, but she didn't seem to be hidden.

Guan Sheng didn't dare to make a mistake, and hugged his fists and said: "This master is too lazy and slack." The younger generation is clumsy, dare to ask where is the Shitai Xian'an, and what is the name of the law?"

He wanted to ask the old nun about the origin of the name first, but unexpectedly, the old nun said humbly: "Nameless nunnery, nameless old nun, why listen to it." Poor Ni passed through Yueyang yesterday, and happened to hear that the three branches were a meeting, and he came uninvited, and I hope that the three branches will not be surprised. ”

Guan Sheng said with a smile: "Shi Taifang is a master, I can't invite it if I want to, where is the reason for 'seeing strange'." In Shi Tai's words, he still said that my three branches are 'demons', dare to ask Shi Tai, what I have seen before, but the colorful butterfly flock, the elegant piano sound, and the dance of neon clothes, what is the devil?"

"What you see is only the appearance," said the old nun, "evil is not in what you see, but in what you should not see, what you should not hear, and then think what you should not think, what you should not do - 'Yunmeng' is not evil, but everything in the world is not Yunmeng." ”

Jun Li's heart shook slightly. What Lao Ni means - butterflies, pianos, and dances are all beautiful things, but they are not real. To lay out good things but false things in front of people's eyes is to deceive, and to be evil.

Guan Sheng frowned, and wanted to speak, but Guan Fei got up and said, "Shitai's words are bad. Regardless of the appearance of the inside, the good is better than the ugly. Could it be that if the appearance is good, the inside must be ugly? In the eyes of the old decay, if even the appearance is not beautiful, I am afraid that the inside is even more unbearable. ”

Lao Ni smiled slightly, as if he didn't want to argue, but said: "The poor nun follows his feelings, and the donor doesn't have to take it to heart." "I saluted and sat down. Guan Fei's father and son saw that she didn't say anything more, and they breathed a sigh of relief, so they began to tell everyone about the past of the three branches of the Yunmeng Sect. At this time, many people have become convinced, or at least more and more interested, and no one interrupts and questions them any more.

Jun Li still couldn't help but look at the old nun a few more times. The single thorn also looked at his gaze and said, "Brother Jun Li, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just...... I suddenly remembered my master, Fengyun Dao Chang. "Jun Li said," Master once said, the destruction of the mind is often destroyed in good things, just because of ugly things, everyone hates them, and they will be wary of them and will not be harmed by them, but the temptation of beautiful things is enough to make people fall into them unconsciously and cannot extricate themselves. When I heard what the teacher said, I suddenly remembered this. Maybe...... Maybe Yunmeng is indeed not a demon, and the real magic fruit is just a 'heart demon'. ”

Unexpectedly, he stabbed and said: "Your master must have said that because he wanted to persuade you to become a monk, right? The words that the monks said were really the same--but in fact, what the head of Shicaiguan said was also right, if what you see in front of you is not beautiful, do you have to believe in what you can't see? People say that seeing is believing -- whether the Yunmeng Sect is a god or a demon, how can you count it by imagination, after all, you have to see it with your own eyes. ”

Jun Li didn't know how to argue, but saw the old nun sitting quietly with his eyes down, as if he had settled down, he looked at it in a daze for a while, and turned his head.

Some people are already asking: "Dare to ask Guan Daxia, what you said about the integration of the three branches and the re-establishment of Yunmeng - we were able to witness this matter, but it is also a beautiful talk, but I don't know who is the leader of Yunmeng's teaching?"

Jun Li felt a pang in his heart, and said secretly, when it came to business. He had already vaguely felt in his heart that this matter must be related to Shen Fengming, but it was really hard to believe that Guan Fei would leave this position to Shen Fengming - if this was the case, why use such means to force him away?

Xie Fengde, who had not spoken all this time, stood up suddenly. "The stakes are high, and it is natural to think about it in the long run. He opened his mouth to speak, obviously unwilling to be a foil for today's events.

Guan Feiyu was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Naturally, you have to choose a convincing person." ”

"How can I be convincing?" said Xie Fengde.

"Since you are the sect leader of the Cloud Dream Sect, naturally according to the ancestral teachings of the Cloud Dream Sect in the past-this rule, everyone in the three branches should know about it, right?" Guan Fei seemed to ask.

"Ancestral ......?" Xie Fengde wondered, "Do you mean—'Holy Blood'?"

"Of course. ”

Even Shen Fengming was deeply stunned when he heard this. He naturally knew what the so-called "holy blood" was, but he didn't expect that Guan Fei would even dare to use this article. Xie Fengde was even more speechless for a while, and was stunned for a moment before saying: "But Yunmeng has been cut off for three hundred years, how can the 'holy blood' come from?"