Two oil-paper umbrellas with yellow colors, one after the other, in the drizzle, with the slight night light, slowly crossed the Guiyun Regret Bridge and walked towards Baizhang Peak. When they arrived at the bridge, the oil-paper umbrella in front stopped, and when the oil-paper umbrella in the back approached, the two umbrellas stopped for a while, and then walked forward along the rain-soaked stone path.

Less than five feet away from the bridge, the two oil-paper umbrellas stopped again.

In the light rain, I only heard the voice of the wind and bamboo under one of the oil-paper umbrellas, "According to you, that black gas disappeared here?"

Another oil-paper umbrella was raised back, revealing the face of the short red-clothed monk Jiao Hougen, who stared at the distance ahead, and replied affirmatively: "It did disappear here, but I saw it with my own eyes." ”

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu held the umbrella handle, raised his eyes and looked at it, only to see that the surrounding Danyan strange rocks were all over, but there was nothing unusual, not to mention that there were no traces of people, even the road up the mountain. If it weren't for the flying extinct sword immortal, even from this back mountain to the Baizhang Qiongtai in the front mountain, it would be extremely difficult for mortals to do it.

After observing for a while, Feng Shuzhu slowly walked a few steps forward with an oil-paper umbrella, came to the foot of the Nadan Rock, and turned to Jiao Hougen who followed him: "If the black qi disappears here, it should be hidden, but it doesn't seem to have any hiding place here. ”

Jiao Hougen recalled for a moment, and said affirmatively: "I came with me, and there was not much distance between them, but here the black qi did seem to disappear out of thin air. ”

Feng Shuzhu nodded, and carefully checked the surroundings, but still did not find anything, just when he turned around to walk to the bridge, suddenly there was an empty foot, his heart moved, looked down, only to see a crack more than an inch wide, impressively at the foot, he looked carefully for a long time, and he couldn't see what the reason for the crack was, so he said: "I don't know if there will be any abnormal situation under this Danyan." ”

Jiao Hougen looked at Feng Shuzhu and said, "This, I didn't notice it when I came last time, but it's not a difficult thing, Feng Shaoxia, please wait for a while, and I'll go down to investigate." After speaking, he took out a yellow charm in his arms, two fingers wide and narrow, more than an inch long, painted with cinnabar full of strange patterns, and then stuffed the yellow charm into his mouth, chewed a few times, swallowed it in one gulp, closed his eyes again, and said something in his mouth, followed by a "whew" sound, a puff of yellow smoke erupted from his mouth, and then his body became like a piece of paper, but his eyebrows and facial features were clearly visible, and he swayed in the air for a moment, "whoosh" With a bang, he burrowed into the crack in the stone, and a oil-paper umbrella dangled in the air, fell to the ground, and rolled twice before stopping.

Feng Shuzhu looked at the oil-paper umbrella that stopped after rolling a few times, nodded, and raised his eyes to look back at Guiyunguan, which had long been hidden in the haze of smoke and rain at this moment, and the other end of the Guiyun Confession Bridge was not very clear. After some washing by the rain, the surrounding air is much fresher, faintly with the fragrance of the flowers and soil in the mountains, the dense and oblique raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella and make a "whoosh" sound, and more fall on the Danyan, stirring up a small splash.

Feng Shuzhu took a few more steps towards the bridge, and a small beach had formed in the low-lying place, like a mirror, reflecting his footsteps, leaving a series of small ripples behind him.

Coming to the bridge, Feng Shuzhu leaned over and looked down, only to see that between the two peaks there was a cliff, and there was no way to climb. The exposed part has long been wet by the rain, and the color is dark, but the recessed part is a shiny lime blue, and then there are dense clouds floating downward, blocking the view.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" behind him, and a person came out of the crack in the rock, it was the short red-clothed monk Jiao Hougen, seeing that his body was covered with dust, he bent down and picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, walked forward in three steps and two steps, and opened his mouth and said: "Feng Shaoxia." ”

Feng Shuzhu turned around when he heard the sound, walked back, and said indifferently: "What, what can you find below?"

Jiao Hougen patted off the dust on his body, and Fang stepped forward and replied: "There is actually a stone room below, but it seems that it has not been inhabited for a long time, it is covered with dust, and there is no trace of it. ”

Feng Shuzhu hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Then, have you ever looked for the entrance?"

Jiao Hougen nodded, and said: "The stone room is very simple, more like a deep pit, I have been looking for a long time, except for the stone crack, I have not found the entrance. ”

Feng Shuzhu pondered for a moment when he heard this, and then said, "But there are other discoveries?"

Jiao Hougen recalled slightly: "It should be a woman's residence, and there is a dresser next to the stone bed inside. ”

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he said, "How could someone build a residence underground?" After speaking, he said, "But there are other discoveries?"

Jiao Hougen recalled again, shook his head and said: "Nothing else was found, when I first went down, I found a stone room, and I thought that the black qi was hiding in it, so I was very careful, but through the spell to test it, I found that there was nothing unusual inside, so I boldly rummaged through." Not only did nothing meaningful be found in it, but even traces of monster cultivation were not found. ”

Feng Shuzhu listened to Jiao Hougen's description so carefully, thought about it, nodded, and said, "It seems that the black qi is not hidden in it. Today, that's all there is to it, let's return to the cloud view for the time being. After speaking, he saw Jiao Hougen's eyes look embarrassed, Feng Shuzhu was suspicious in his heart, and said, "What, do you have anything else?"

Jiao Hougen was stunned for a long time, and Fang said in a low voice: "Feng Shaoxia, I won't tell you, since I came to this Tiantai Mountain, I have been uncomfortable, let alone living in the Guiyun Temple." ”

Jiao Hougen was originally a person in the Demon Dao, and soon after returning to the righteous path, he was bound to be a little jealous of such an immortal family, thinking of this, Feng Shuzhu smiled knowingly and said: "It's okay, after meeting Xuanqing Zhenren tomorrow morning, we will also leave." As he spoke, he paused and said, "If you really don't want to stay in this Tiantai Mountain, it's better to go back to Cangqing Mountain first." The first is to help me take care of Xia Jinsi Xiaozhu, and the second is to help pay attention to the Jiusheng Tianzun Lin Xianniang, who lives in the Falling Cloud Pavilion of Xunxiang Building this time. ”

When Jiao Hougen heard that he wanted him to leave, his eyes lit up, and he said, "This is very good, then I will go back to Cangqing Mountain and wait for Feng Shaoxia." After speaking, he saw Feng Shuzhu nodding, and without waiting for a moment, he went away again.

Sending Jiao Hougen away, Feng Shuzhu stayed at the head of Baizhang Peak Bridge for a while, and then walked back to Guiyun Temple along the Guiyun Regret Bridge with an oil-paper umbrella.

A round of cold moon hangs high, illuminating the entire Guiyun Peak as bright as day, the rain outside the window has stopped, only the water droplets hanging on the eaves, from time to time are blown down by the breeze, and one or two drops hit the window lattice.

The quiet small building is actually more bleak at this time.

Feng Shuzhu sat on the bed, slightly closed his eyes and recuperated. Thinking about all the things that happened in this night, I was already sleepy.

Suddenly, the wind blew loudly, causing the window sash of the small building to rattle, the wind Shuzhu was stunned, opened his eyes, his eyebrows were solemn, and then turned into a fluorescent light, and broke out of the window.

When he came to the top of the building, he saw Shui Lingyue and Granny Duan already standing on the roof. The three of them looked for the sound, only to see that the purple air rushed to the sky at the beginning of the wind, and there was a long roar like a dragon's groan, and the sound shook for hundreds of miles, which made people smell the color change.

In the deep and blue night sky, there were dozens of sword swords, like meteors, crossing the sky and heading towards the purple qi.

The three of them didn't speak, their bodies flickered, turned into three sword flowers, and they also followed, and came to a roof not far from the purple qi, waiting to stand firm, and looked down carefully.

I saw that the purple qi started from a small stone peak in the depths of Guiyun Temple, about 20 zhang high, but because there were houses around, it became more and more abrupt.

Then, a hole at the root of Xiaoshifeng Mountain slowly opened, and the purple auspicious light in the middle was laid out, which was several zhang long. Later, a Taoist appeared inside, dressed in Qinghui and smiling, slowly coming out.

Seeing again, the dozens of Guiyunguan disciples saluted at the same time, and shouted in unison: "Disciple greetings the head of the sect to go out." ”

The man flicked his robe, motioned for everyone to get up, and then spoke, "Jing Chenzi." ”

Hearing this, Jing Chenzi stepped forward and responded, "The disciple is here." ”

The man said, "Lead the people to retreat, I have something important to talk to your guests." ”

Jing Chenzi hesitantly swept left and right with the corner of his eyes, as if he was puzzled, but he still raised his eyebrows, stepped back, and led everyone to retreat.

Seeing everyone retreating, the Dao man looked in the direction of the roof, and said, "Feng Shaoxia, since you are here, why don't you show up?"

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu glanced at Shui Lingyue and Granny Duan, and said lightly: "Let's go down to the Xuan Qing people in front of us." ”

Shui Lingyue glanced at Granny Duan, saw her smile and nodded her head and said, "Go", and flew down with Feng Shuzhu, and came to the person at the same time.

Shui Lingyue's face was like frost and snow, standing behind Feng Shuzhu, she raised her eyes and looked at Xuan Qingzhen, only to see that he was about fifty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, trimming his eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a long body, and a fairy wind and bones.

Seeing the two of them falling, Xuan Qingzhen nodded lightly and said with a smile: "The arrival of the wind Shaoxia has made the view of Pengsheng shine." ”

Feng Shuzhu hurriedly stepped forward and arched his hand: "The seniors are laughing, I haven't seen you for many years, the seniors are handsome, and the demeanor is still the same." ”

Xuan Qingzhen shook his hand and said: "Old, old, I can't compare with you in terms of radiance." As he spoke, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced behind Feng Shuzhu.

Feng Shuzhu immediately let go of his body and said, "Senior, this is the Shui Lingyue Woman of the Water Moon Palace." ”

Shui Lingyue stepped forward with a sword, hugged her fists, and said lightly: "Junior Shui Lingyue has seen Xuan Qingzhen. ”

Xuan Qingzhen looked Shui Lingyue up and down, with a slight smile in his eyes, nodded again and again, and said, "Good, good, good." Then his cuffs flashed, he took out a letter, handed it to Shui Lingyue, and said lightly: "This is a letter sent by Master Shuiyue, which says about your life history and other matters. ”

Shui Lingyue looked at the letter, she had always been as cold as ice and snow, but she was actually more moved at this moment. Her lips tightened, and her already snow-white complexion turned a little whiter. As if suffocated, Fang stretched out his hand and slowly took the letter, the few pieces of paper that were originally as light as nothing, but they were as heavy as they were at the moment.