Dismantling the prohibition on the red jade box is like freeing the nine rings, interlocking, every step of the temptation has to be cautious, and if you make a mistake or omission, you have to start all over again. Time passed minute by minute, day turned into night, night turned into day, Qin Zhen did not leave an inch, Yu Yao came out of the quiet room, served him tea and water, Wei Seventeen indulged in it, as if he didn't realize it.

Seventy-two basic talismans make up this complicated prohibition, like an unsolvable labyrinth, and every path is a dead end. I don't know how many times I tried, Wei XVII failed again, and the talisman glowed with a slender red glow, connected together, hooked up with each other, and closed back together.

Qin Zhen served warm tea at the right time, Wei Qiqi took a few sips of her hand, looked at the red jade box over and over, and suddenly remembered an old incident, the high priest of the Iron Forehead Gao Yantuo Department prayed for his life to save his life, and wiped off the intrigue prohibition on the two-phase ring with essence blood, the prohibition on the red jade box is not simpler than the intrigue prohibition, if there is no special technique, it may be difficult to continue by dismantling alone.

But what exactly was hidden in the red jade box, and how to lock it so tightly with a prohibition? Wei Qiqi was curious.

From that day on, there was an eternal scenery on the Jietian Ridge, and a person lowered his head and held the red jade box, tirelessly poking and prodding, scratching and prodding. The sky is sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny, the clouds are sometimes rolling and sometimes comfortable, when the wind is beautiful, he stops and goes, sometimes he stands for a long time, sometimes he does not stop, in the rain and snow season, he hides under the mountain rocks, hanging his head from morning to night, and even his posture does not change slightly.

Ruan Jing is angry and funny, and she doesn't need to put it in the quiet room, but she wants to wander around in the wilderness, I don't know what the strange problem is. In fact, Wei Qiqi didn't have any special intentions in doing this, it was just some deep-rooted habit, the habit of the "low-headed clan" that this world did not have.

For Qin Zhen and Yu Yao, these years have been very smooth, although they don't talk much, but Wei Qiqi doesn't have to retreat all day long, walking under the sun and white clouds, he can see him all the time, and accompany him to drink some wine and listen to some songs every once in a while, how relaxed and comfortable it is. On the contrary, Ruan Jing did not appear beside Wei Qiqi too much, in a sense, she was deliberately compensating Qin and Yu, and the days of gathering were still long, and she was not in a hurry for the situation in front of her.

Under Yu Yao's soft words, Wei Qiqi left the Eight Maiden Fairy Le Ping to her to play, in Qin Zhen's opinion, she showed unusual enthusiasm for this object, but whenever she was empty, she tirelessly talked to the female music on the screen, learned from them, and taught them to sing, when she avoided her, she always whispered to the tassel who played the pipa, and she didn't know what to say.

After many years of staying together, their relationship has eased a lot, Qin Zhen occasionally heard her mention the past of Qizhen Mountain, the first snow, the moonlight, plum blossoms, poetry collections, these fragments in her mind to piece together a moving picture, she can imagine, quiet and elegant woman leaning in front of the window, quietly reading the poems of her predecessors, those words through the years, the joy and sorrow of the ancients, brought to the moonlight today.

From Yu Yao's mouth, she knew for the first time that Wei XVII could write poetry. That Orion from Lao Crow Ridge can sing songs, write poems, and tell stories, in his bones, is he a well-mannered scholar?

When she was only a young man, she entered the Xiandu Gate, and she didn't know much and didn't read a few books. After becoming an adult, in order to follow in the footsteps of Wei XVII, he devoted himself to cultivation and had no time to take care of anything else. In her eyes, Yu Yao is a proud and weak person, her qualifications may be good, but her heart is not resolute enough, if she hadn't followed Wei Qiqi, she was afraid that she would be like duckweed in the water, following the waves, and unable to control her own destiny.

But this time, Qin Zhen couldn't see through her, there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between her and Wei Qiqi, and the Eight Maidens Le Ping connected them together and excluded her, which made her feel very bad.

This day is the beginning of autumn, the cool breeze arrives, the white dew is born, and the cicadas are singing. Qin Zhen went to Taiyi Valley alone to visit Ruan Jing.

By the stream below the cliff, she met Ruan Jing's apprentice, Jin Sanxing.

Jin Sanxing was dressed in a green robe, sitting cross-legged, with a sheathed long sword lying horizontally on his lap, the morning sun shone on his young face, and suddenly there was a clear sword sound, the long sword flew out of its sheath, rushed to Xiaohan, danced a thousand times, and spit out a three-foot sword, the color was pure green, condensed but not scattered, obviously there was more than enough strength.

In just more than ten years, he even broke the Dao fetus, sword species, imperial sword, sword mang, four levels, entered the hall, the progress is fast, jaw-dropping, up and down the stone peak, all regard it as a rare genius in a hundred years, and even Park Tianwei has moved his heart to love talents, and personally went to Taiyi Valley, intending to introduce it to Kunlun.

Ruan Jing didn't refuse head-on, but just told him that Jin Sanxing's cultivation was the Qing Ming Technique, and on the Flowing Stone Peak, was there anyone more suitable than her to guide him to cultivate?

At that time, Park Tianwei pondered for a long time, acquiesced to Ruan Jing's opinion, and did not mention the matter again. However, he was extremely attentive to the three provinces of Jin, and ordered Chu Ge to visit them often, the pills were endless, and the flying sword was at his disposal.

Park Tianwei mentioned to him, Jin Sanxing's cultivation is the Qingming Technique.

The four tricks of Kunlun are recognized as the most difficult, followed by the Qing Ming Technique, the Red Lotus Recipe and the Candle Yin Recipe are easier to use, and among the five or seven people he knows, none of them have cultivated the Qing Ming Technique.

The only explanation is that he has Su Hui.

Chu Ge pondered for a long time, and his heart was shocked, he had not experienced such a mood for many years.

Qin Zhen is Chu Ge's disciple, every time he comes to Taiyi Valley to visit Jin San Province, Chu Ge will visit Wei Qiqi by the way, and often can't meet him, and then chat with Qin Zhen for a few words, he doesn't hide it from his disciples, intentionally or unintentionally revealed some information, Qin Zhen remembered it in his heart, and looked at Jin San Province naturally differently.

The morning light shone on Jin Sanxing and also on Qin Zhen, she slowed down her steps and retreated far away, not to disturb him to practice swords.

Ancient trees cover the sky, the sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, casting pillars of light, and the dust flies, like naughty elves playing. She leaned her back against the smooth trunk of the tree, and suddenly heard a chuckle above her head, and looked up, only to see Ruan Jing sitting among the branches, smiling like a flower, looking down at herself.

She hurriedly gathered her clothes and saw Elder Ruan.

Ruan Jing waved her small hand and said: "You're welcome, this is not Liushi Peak, in Jietianling, you are not a Kunlun disciple, I am not an elder of Kunlun, we are just a monk outside Dongming City." ”

Qin Zhen understood what she meant, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't insist.

"Over the years, you have rarely come to Taiyi Valley, and you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, say, what's the matter?" Ruan Jing's feet swayed, her eyes flowed, and her expression revealed a little cunning.

Qin Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "There is one thing, it is about Yu Yao and the Eight Maidens Fairy Leping......"

She was speechless, not knowing what to say.

Ruan Jing clasped her hands together, pressed her fingertips against her chin, and said with a smile: "Did you guess something, or did you have any doubts?"

Qin Zhen knew that she had asked the right person, Ruan Jing obviously knew something, Wei Qiqi didn't hide it from her, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.