Han Sheng carried the food and wine jar up the mountain, silently calculating the time in his heart, and according to the agreement between him and Elder Qingyun just now, he would enter the bamboo building at least three quarters of an hour later. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Too early or too late will attract the attention of Shushan.

He looked at the towering Chaoyuan Peak and sneered in his heart. Who would have thought that the entire Shushan Mountain was under the supervision of the head of Qingsong of the Mixed Yuan Peak?

Han Sheng hadn't noticed it before, he just wanted to learn the exercises and leave Shushan, completely ignoring Qingyun's eyes. Until the voice of the head of Qingsong suddenly sounded, goosebumps appeared all over his body.

It's not that I haven't heard the voice of the head of Qingsong before, but it is the mixed yuan peak under the jurisdiction of the head of the family. Not to mention Transsion, even if the head appears in front of him, it is understandable, after all, Mixed Yuan Peak is the residence of the head of the house.

But other places are different, no matter how you say it, Guantian Peak is also the seven veins of Shushan. Just like Elder Qingbo, even if he hated Qingyun who was not doing his job, he would not use the Yuan Shen to enter the Guantian Peak Bamboo Tower, like a thief, listening to the conversation of others.

In Han Sheng's view, this is a very serious invasion of other people's privacy. And the immortal cultivation world usually calls this "trespassing", trespassers, there is no mercy!

The most important thing was that when the voice of the head of Qingsong sounded, Han Sheng found that Elder Qingyun's face was as usual, as if he had long known that the head of the sect was on the side, but his eyes seemed to glance at the bamboo slips on the ground.

The two bundles were used to smash him.

Han Sheng took advantage of the fact that when he bowed his head to the master, he secretly looked at the two bundles of bamboo slips out of the corner of his eye. He stayed in the library for three years, tested nearly a thousand times, and read the books no less than a hundred times, and the names of these bamboo slips were recognized at a glance, and the contents were immediately remembered.

These two bundles of bamboo slips, one bundle is called "History of the Huns in the Northern Wilderness", and the other bundle is called "Kongtong Monster Heroes". It seems that they are not related, but for Han Sheng, who is already familiar with the content, there is a character in it that is related.

In the thirteenth chapter of "The History of the Huns in the Northern Wilderness", and the ninth chapter of "Kongtong Monster Heroes", the same character appeared - the ancient swordsman Wolf King!

Legend has it that this wolf king was originally the son of the Huns, but he encountered a family coup on his first birthday. After his distant uncle expelled his family of more than 50 people from the ice field, and after being surrounded by hungry wolves, only the wild wolf king survived because of the care of the she-wolf. The Wild Wolf King drank blood from eating raw meat until he was discovered by Kongtong Zhenren Shi Jidao, because of his wonderful bones, he brought it back to Kongtong to teach carefully, and eventually became a generation of masters.

There is such a story in "Kongtong Monster Heroes": The wolf king is irritable and irritable because of his temperament, and he has survived with wolves for more than ten years, and the elders and disciples of Kongtong have ridiculed him. The wolf king fought back slightly, and was surrounded and beaten by his fellow doors. In the end, the Wild Wolf King couldn't bear it anymore, and bit six disciples, and was almost driven out, and the elders even privately told no one to teach him to practice. Shi Jidao, the benefactor who brought him in, was worried day and night, but he was busy making alchemy for Kongtong and couldn't get out.

Whenever the Wild Wolf King came to his benefactor with a cultivation problem, Shi Jidao naturally couldn't put down his work in person to guide the Wild Wolf King, nor could he make an appointment with him to go over to guide. Later, Shi Jidao came up with a way, as long as the Wild Wolf King came, he would grab a wooden stick or a bundle of bamboo slips and hit the Wild Wolf King's head hard. One hit is a quarter of an hour, two hits is two quarter of an hour, let him go after the fight, and then leave Shi Jidao at the appointed time for other reasons to go to the wolf king for private counseling.

In the story of the Wild Wolf King, except for Shi Ji Dao, the other disciples and elders of the Kongtong Sect are all targeting him. Because his origin, experience, personality and talent are all different, and people tend to hate those around them who are different.

Does Elder Qingyun mean that he is my "Shiji Dao"?

Han Sheng laughed self-deprecatingly, the reason why he changed his mind to worship Qingyun as a teacher was partly because of the Wild Wolf King and Shi Jidao, and partly because of the head of Qingsong. He suspected that the hundredth question was asked by the head of the sect at the behest of Qingyun, if he insisted on choosing to go down the mountain and go to Sanxiu, he was afraid that he would not see the sun tomorrow.

I know too much.

Han Sheng looked at the thunderbolt Qianyuan cover in front of him, and sighed in his heart: "The surface is harmonious and happy, but the inside is scared." Aren't you tired of living?"

He shouted loudly, "Master, the disciple is back!"

"Why is it so late! Do you want to starve to death as a teacher?" Qingyun's voice was high-pitched and powerful, and there was no sign of starvation at all.

Han Sheng said lightly: "Master, the Seven Peaks of Shu Mountain do not sell wine, and the disciple asked someone to go outside the mountain to buy a flower carving for twenty years. ”

The Thunderbolt Qianyuan cover slowly opened, and Elder Qingyun stood at the door of the bamboo building and said with a smile: "Twenty years of flower carving! I'll tell you, just buy wine and find the Chiang Rai elders in the future......"

The two walked into the No. 9 bamboo building together, and Qingyun was constantly smelling the fragrance of the flower carving along the way, and was so happy that they couldn't stop talking.

As soon as the door of the bamboo building was closed, Qingyun directly threw out two miniature dolls from the big sleeve, the size of a palm, sitting on the floor with his mouth open and closed: "This flower carving is mixed with water, right? Why does it taste different?"

"Nonsense, the hotel owner has a relationship with Shushan, he knows that you are drinking on credit, and he will never use fakes. ”

"You actually use my name to give credit!"

"Master, do you think I'm rich?"

......

Han Sheng looked at the two little dolls in amazement, the voices they made were exactly the same as those of himself and Qingyun.

"Don't look, follow me. Qingyun's original smiling face had disappeared without a trace, and he calmly walked upstairs quickly.

Han Sheng hurriedly followed, and before he could stand firm on the second floor, the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.

A purple gate, more than two people high, suspended in the air, the surface of the gate was extremely smooth, with only a slight gap on the side. Qingyun stood in mid-air, stretched out her hand to take Han Sheng, raised her left hand slightly, and the ring on her ring finger was against the slit. When the light shone, Qingyun reached out and pushed open the door, walked in with Han Sheng, and disappeared into the air.

All that was left was the purple gate, and the chattering puppets on the first floor.

It was a barren place, with no mountains, no water, no trees, no wind, and even the sky was empty, emitting a purple shimmer.

"Where is this?" Han Sheng looked around, except for the purple gate shining behind him, all he saw was desolation and dead silence.

Qing Yun didn't answer, but his expression became more and more gloomy after he came here, giving Han Sheng an ominous premonition.

Qing Yun looked up at the sky, the purple sky came into view, his fists gradually clenched, and Han Sheng stepped back vigilantly. It's empty, but it's a good place to kill people.

Qingyun noticed his movements, hurriedly let go of his fist, took a deep breath and said, "I have no malice, I just wanted to make a deal with you." ”

Han Sheng was silent for a moment and asked, "What deal?"

Qingyun smiled and said, "Do you really want to be able to cultivate to the immortal magic in one breath?"

Han Sheng's eyes lit up: "Do you have it?"

Qingyun said lightly: "This is the most important secret of Shushan, but I can teach you." ”

Han Sheng hesitated, "Then what do you want?"

Qingyun's pained look stayed on his face for a long time, his fists began to clench again, and the purple sky brightened.

"I want you to go to the Demon Realm to save someone. ”

These words were very light, but they caused an uproar in Han Sheng's heart, and he suspected that Elder Qingyun was joking with him again, but after a second, he believed it.

The Qingyun elder who was drunk and lying in the pile of books day and night, the dissolute and lazy and decadent Qingyun elder, and the Qingyun elder who was half-dissolved like a fairy in his robe, couldn't cry in front of his eyes.

"Only you can save her, only you can save her......"

Qingyun choked up, tears falling to the ground.

Han Sheng said cautiously, "Master, who do you want to save?" As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it." ”

Qingyun smiled bitterly: "You don't have to call me master in private, and I don't plan to accept apprentices." ”

Han Sheng nodded yes, he just wanted to get the exercises, one master at a time, and he didn't shout happily.

Elder Qingyun said slowly, "Actually, you know a lot, this matter has to be talked about from two hundred years ago......

Two hundred years ago, Shushan and Emei held a joint experience, which was ordinary for more than 300,000 years. The disciples of the two major sects competed with each other and worked together to slay demons and eliminate demons. But unlike before, this joint experience was valued by the heads of the two factions, and they both wanted to let the rare genius in their sect shock the immortal cultivation world during the experience.

The confidence of Shushan is the two geniuses of Qingsong and Qingyun, one is steadily focused on the sword, and the other is omniscient with three teachings and nine streams. The two of them have excellent talents, but under the strong orders of the head of Shangyun, their cultivation has always stayed in the Jindan realm, constantly polishing and refining.

On the day of the joint experience, the people of Shushanmen, who thought they would win, proposed to hold a friendly match between the disciples of Xianmen at the farewell party, and then the Jindan disciples of Shushan were all wiped out, even Qingsong Qingyun was no exception.

It was only a female disciple of Emei who defeated them, Lang Xuan.

Lang Xuan is an ethereal body, she has been raised by the head of Emei since she was born, hundreds of elders take turns to teach, and she became a golden pill at the age of fourteen, and since then she has been invincible under the infant.

Han Sheng glanced at Elder Qingyun, remembered his experience, and was silent.

Elder Qingyun had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Although we were all defeated, we were convinced of defeat. She is only fourteen years old, her magic power is shocking, and Emei's swordsmanship is extremely smart, and those who fight have no power to fight back. I only blocked five moves, and Qingsong made four moves. ”

After the competition, Lang Xuan was elected as the leader of the team and went all the way to the western wilderness. At that time, it was rumored that in the dead sand sea of the Western Wilderness, there was the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling every midnight, and the moon would even turn red. They concluded that it was the demons who caused trouble, although the demons were exiled, and the demons were also trapped in the 100,000 mountains, but there were always some disobedient people who would run out to bring disaster to the world.

When Lang Xuan led the team to the sea of death sand, he found that there were more demons than he could have imagined. There are only 1,000 disciples in their two major sects, but there are as many as 20,000 demons in front of them.

However, Lang Xuan was fearless, she rushed to the demon army first, and the tricks were endless, killing the demons to the ground.

The disciples were also enthusiastic, and with the blessing of magic weapons and courage, they actually eliminated 20,000 demons in one fell swoop.

When the disciples high-fived and celebrated, the blood flowing from those demons seeped into the yellow sand, and something terrible happened, the Blood Demon King, one of the eight kings of the demon clan at the end of the primeval period, was resurrected.

Han Sheng gasped, the information of the primeval period is unknown, but the fierceness of the Eight Kings of the Demon Clan, even if it is just a few words, you can read the horror. In the primeval era, the Blood Demon King was the first killer of the demon race. It likes to be alone, loves to devour the flesh and blood of living beings, and the gods, demons, demons and orcs who died at his hands are more than nine figures!

Elder Qingyun was completely immersed in his own story, and said with a desolate smile: "How could we know that it was the Blood Demon King at that time? Later, I learned that it was a trap, and the remnants of the Blood Demon King summoned a large number of demons to kill each other, and regained their strength by devouring their flesh and blood. It's a pity that when I knew, it was all over. ”

"That piece of meat is extremely fast, and wherever it falls, the disciples in the vicinity will turn into dried corpses, and they will shatter when they touch it. The Emei disciple forcibly blocked the piece of meat with a magic weapon, and Lang Xuan kept killing it beside it, we are also disciples of Shushan, how can we let a little girl break off. So we also rushed over, each performing Shushan stunts, but the piece of meat suddenly exploded, we fainted on the spot, and when we opened our eyes again, it was pitch black, as if in an underground cave. ”

Elder Qingyun suddenly became frightened, and even trembled when he spoke: "Then...... Then we find ourselves in a palace, and that palace ...... That palace ......"

"Calm down, you're the True Monarch of Wanhua!" Han Sheng held Elder Qingyun's hands tightly, he had never seen Qingyun so frightened.

Elder Qingyun took a deep breath and exhaled, finally calmed down, and said with a miserable smile: "You don't know what I've seen, that palace is all built by living people!"

"What?" Han Sheng's hairs stood on end, and the cold chill went straight into his heart!