"You're going to ask the heavens?"

"Yes"

"You killed all the ancestors of other people, you are going, his disciples and grandchildren must not kill you?"

"Also going"

"Go, go, go, then you'll have to wait until you're healed, right?"

"It's all right..."

"You, are you in such a hurry to reincarnate or what are you doing?"

"Go ask for something"

The conversation was between Xia Xun and Xia Hou, who were laying new bricks on the stargazing platform.

Seven days ago, in the West Building, Xia Xun struggled to block the crazy influx of blood breath from the sky at the last moment when the breath returned to his body. Dangerously and dangerously controlled his divine sense, and finally sewed a crack that covered the sky, only to squeeze the blood qi that was enough to make him explode into the sky, fortunately, Chen Suixin reacted quickly at that time and withdrew in time, otherwise Xia Xun would definitely have to die again...

Xia Xun, who was immortal in the catastrophe, did not enter the body to break through the realm and wash the marrow as several deans thought. Because most of the dragon vein aura was squeezed into the firmament by him at the last moment, he still opened his mind. Even the shading that was once broken was now sewn to death by him with his divine sense, and the terrifying scene of that day really frightened him. The only thing to be thankful for is that the few psychic consciousness that he used to stitch up the Heaven-Covering Crack may have connected the bloodline under the Heaven-Covering Barrier, and thus became much, much stronger...

Within a few days after that, his injuries were basically healed, and he followed Xiahou and the others to repair the stargazing platform that he had shattered. It's just that the current Xiahou is extremely dissatisfied with him.

"What are you missing! I'll take Mo Xian to get it back for you!"

"I'm asking them for something..."

Xia Hou threw away the stone brick in his hand, pointed at Xia Xun and scolded: "Your brain is burned out! You still dare to ask for something? Why don't you tell me to bring a few senior brothers to grab it!"

Xia Xun said lightly: "Then you have to ask for it."

"What do you want?" Xia Hou couldn't resist Xia Xun, and said with a soft attitude.

"Invitations"

“...”

Xia Hou was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment, and his fingers kept pointing at Xia Xun, trembling constantly.

Don't blame Xia Hou, anyone who hears Xia Xun's words will be half angry. This is no longer bold enough to describe, this is simply ... Look for death!

After being angry, Xia Hou didn't say anything, so he left Xia Xun and strode back to the West Building alone.

Xia Xun didn't look back, still laying the floor tiles seriously. And this trip to ask the sky, he must go. Because the pavilion master said that what he wanted was on the third floor. There was no third floor, but he knew what the third floor meant. So he had to go and get back what the Pavilion Master owed him...

The floor tiles have just been laid with four or five pieces...

"Royal..."

A long horse whistle

I saw two people and three horses, Xiahou had withered grass in his mouth, and his back was against the horse's belly. Behind him is Mo Xian, who is standing straight...

The winter sun shines on people and horses, and it is very bright.

Xia Xun didn't say anything, got on his horse and galloped, and traveled west......

The east wind is warm, like a bright spring day.

In fact, the three of them don't know...

On the west floor, there were two people watching them from beginning to end. The room was warm, and the soju on the charcoal stove was boiling with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, but the meat on the table that had not yet moved the chopsticks had been cold for a long time.

"These dolls are much more ruthless than we were back then. ”

"Are you referring to the time when we helped the third senior brother raise the Oiran back then?"

"Aside from that time, when did we fight against Wentian?"

"That time it was just your instigation," Lu Suifeng said with a smile

“...... Don't you follow suit in the end!" Chen retorted with displeasure.

"Hehe... Hehe" Lu Suifeng was embarrassed

"yes... Cao Yunxuan at that time, who didn't see it?" Chen Suixin sighed.

Lu Suifeng, looking into the distance with a smile, asked rhetorically: "Don't be cowardly now?"

"Now we have seven stars!" Chen retorted

"He has questions"

“...”

The small talk between the two inadvertently set off the embarrassing memories of their youth, and the seven stars that Chen Suixin said were not courtyards, but swords. Of course, Wentian is not a pavilion, but a book. With seven enemies and one, they still don't dare to fight, which shows that Wentian is indeed a big mountain pressing on the head of the seven stars.

But it was precisely this mountain that had been trampled back and forth twice by three teenagers from the Seven Stars ten days ago. Today, I guess I have to step on it again...

"Phew... Wow... Wow......"

Asking the heavens and mountains, nine enemy attack bells rang in succession

One hundred and ten Wentian disciples wearing sackcloth robes and carrying Xuangang swords quickly kicked out of the scripture building, went straight to the bottom of the mountain, and surrounded the three people who went up the mountain.

The three of them didn't speak, didn't stop, didn't pay attention to the iron sword pointed at them. Step by step, not fast or slow, go up the mountain. They took a step forward, and the iron swords were forced to take a step back. These iron swords didn't dare to make the first move, because the iron swords that had made the first move last time were directly injured and seriously injured.

The number one hundred and ten people were forced by the three of them to retreat to the front of the mountainside passage building, and then they separated into a way.

"I've already let you go last time, you'd better not be too presumptuous!"

At the end of the road is the gate of the passage building, in front of which there are now eight young men and women holding white bamboo slips.

"Yo Yo Yo... Last time, four bamboos were trampled by my baby elephant, and now they have eight more. Gee... It's really good to ask naïve," Xiahou sneered disdainfully while holding the withered grass.

"Xiahou, don't go too far. This is not your Seven Star Courtyard! If you really want to fight, you will definitely not be able to get out of this mountain!"

"Yo yo... It's going to bully us with more people, right? Let's see that Lao Tzu won't cripple you today," Xia Hou said as he rolled up his sleeves and walked forward.

Without waiting for the other side to answer, Xia Xun took a slight step forward and blocked Xia Hou's footsteps.

"I'm going upstairs"

Speaking this time, Xia Xun lost his previous respect, and became more cold.

As soon as the words fell, the entire square became cold in an instant, and even if you didn't have to look at it, you could feel more than a hundred eyes full of murderous intent falling on Xia Xun.

"Hiss...""Hiss..."... The sound of the sword kept trembling.

Xia Hou clenched his hands into fists, and Mo Xian's right hand was already on the hilt of Qingfeng's sword.

A fierce battle is on the verge of breaking out at any time...

"Please let go," Xia Xun continued.

The man at the head just looked at Xia Xun and didn't reply.

Xia Xun waited for a while, and saw that the few people in front of him did not move. He ignored it and passed directly by the side of the man in charge.

"Wow... "More than 100 iron swords pointed at Xia Xun at the same time

The three yellow pieces of paper on Mo Xian's back shattered instantly, and Qing Feng came out of his sheath, and he held it up and pointed directly at the man in charge.

Once again, there was a stalemate, and no one dared to make a move. Except for Xia Xun......

He's going upstairs......

Unlike the time he went up to the second floor ten days ago, Xia Xun, who had just stepped on the second floor this time, instantly felt more than a dozen hostile eyes staring at him.

The difference is that he didn't go back to the books. Since the pavilion master said that there was nothing he wanted on the second floor, there was no need for him to look at it again, and besides, he didn't come to flip through the book today.

Xia Xun walked to the chair he had sat down in the last time. Like last time, sitting opposite him was still the pavilion master, but there was no Zhaiguo tea on the table except for a handful of ink jade bamboo slips.

"Sure enough, it covers the sky and the sun"

As soon as Xia Xun sat down, the pavilion master opposite spoke.

"Sure enough, you arranged it..."

"Yes and no," the pavilion master pondered for a moment and continued, "I arranged it, but Li Yan was still there at the time. ”

"Then you owe Seven Stars a life"

The pavilion master smiled: "Your life is still there, but Li Yan's life is gone."

Xia Xun immediately retorted: "His Dao heart was originally on the verge of shattering. Even if I don't ask, he won't live more than half a year"

The pavilion master's index finger kept tapping on the ink jade bamboo slip, and he pondered for a while before saying, "It seems that your wisdom is better than strategy."

Regarding Li Yan's death, Xia Xun has been puzzled since he was recuperating from his injuries. A Heavenly Elder-level Confucian, if he was so easily broken by a question, and finally ended up with his divine consciousness collapsing, then he was not worthy of being a scripture keeper on the second floor. In the end, after thinking about it, Xia Xun only thought of two possibilities. One of them is that this Li Daru is really old, so old that he is about to die. Like most ascetics who die of old age, in their final days they doubt their hard work. And the question raised by Xia Xun was just the last straw that crushed the camel. This conjecture that pressed on Xia Xun's heart was only confirmed from the pavilion master's mouth at this time.

Of course, there is another, more incredible possibility...

Xia Xun didn't answer this, but continued to take care of himself: "And I, almost died"

The pavilion master smiled again, "Heh... I paid it back that night."

Xia Xun hesitated for a while, "That's Xiahou and Mo Xian, it has nothing to do with me"

The pavilion master looked at Xia Xun with interest and said, "You mean that Xiahou and they don't have to leave to ask the sky today?"

"You don't dare"

"Haha... Haha" resounded on the second floor, as if the pavilion master had heard some big joke.

"Huh... Do you think that just seven swords can make me fearful?"

Xia Xun said lightly: "You are not afraid of the Seven Star Academy, and you are definitely not afraid of the Seven Star Sword Formation. But Lu Suifeng, you have to be jealous. Lu Suifeng's crazy reputation is not worth it, he was able to accompany that person to go crazy in the Pure Yang Palace back then, if you detain Xiahou and them today. Lu Suifeng, who was crazy, would not consider asking if the Heavenly Disciple was the identity of a junior. ”

"Haha......" There was another burst of laughter, and it didn't stop for a long time.

Xia Xun was threatening him, threatening with reason. Since taking charge of Wentian, few people have dared to disrespect this pavilion master, and no one dared to threaten him in Wentian. And today, he was arrogantly threatened by a junior. The thought of it made him laugh.

The laughter ends...

"That's how you want to find what you're looking for?"

"Yes"

"Although I don't know much about what that shield on your body is. I don't know what method you used to reseal the sky, but since you sealed it yourself, it means that you are afraid of what is under the sky. At your current level, even if you know, it's not necessarily a good thing. ”

"It's better to know than not to know! and you owe me..."

The pavilion master thought for a moment and squinted his eyes and said, "Who can be sealed to cover the sky and the sun, which one is not hidden in the depths?

Of course, the ghost plot he said was Xia Yin, but he didn't know, even Xia Yin didn't know what was in Xia Xun's body. Xia Xun didn't reply, because he was not released by Xia Yin, but he rushed out by himself. It would feel naïve to say this, so don't say it.

The Pavilion Master continued: "You are just enlightened, even if you have a monstrous strategy in the end. You can't go up to the third floor either. ”

"Then I'll have to try..."

The pavilion master did not speak immediately, but took the ink jade bamboo slip that was open on the table. Under the bamboo slip was a piece of white bamboo with the same length and width as the rolled up black jade bamboo slip, and he pushed the bamboo piece in front of Xia Xun before saying, "I owe you something, I have already repaid you." If you insist on going up the mountain, you will have to face not only the disciples of the Heavenly Question, but even the Emperor List, and these have nothing to do with me. ”

Xia Xun took the bamboo slice and took a look. On the bamboo slices is written the six characters of "treading the snow to find the plum and the summer".

The pavilion master continued: "I only owe you a human life."

He clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you."

The pavilion master nodded and waved his hand: "Go ahead"

Xia Xun bowed and left...