When Zhang Xiaofan woke up, it was already dark, and he was afraid that he had slept for at least five or six hours, but Baguio still hadn't woken up, holding his clothes tightly with one hand, looking like a frightened and timid child, where would anyone think that she was actually an important person in the Demon Sect!

Zhang Xiaofan put his hand under his head, listening to the "soothing" sound made by the mountain wind blowing the trees in the forest, and suddenly, he thought of the bamboo forest on the big bamboo peak of Qingyun Mountain, didn't it also make such a sound?

At these times, I disappeared under the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves, and the news has been transmitted back to Dazhufeng, I wonder if Senior Sister Ling'er will be a little sad after she finds out? However, if I suddenly appear in front of her, she will definitely be happy, and she will definitely grab my hand, excited, and laugh and scold: Stinky boy, I know that you are not so easy to die!

A smile appeared on his face in the darkening night, and even his eyes, in this dark night, were so bright, but he didn't see that beside him, there was another pair of bright eyes, I don't know when they began, looking at him faintly.

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The sky was bright again, and the sound of birdsong sounded in the mountains, crisp and pleasant.

Zhang Xiaofan walked to the edge of the stream, clasped his hands together, picked up a handful of water and splashed it on his face, and the cool feeling penetrated into his heart. He checked his left hand, removed the bandage, and the broken bone was almost better, and he was happy, so he took off the burning stick tied to his hand and inserted it into his waist, and moved his left hand vigorously, and sure enough, there was no major problem.

"Are you all right?" Baguio walked up from behind him, glanced at him, and then crouched down to wash his face with the stream.

"yes. Zhang Xiaofan said happily, "It's no big deal, it doesn't hurt or hurt." ”

Baguio gently wiped the water droplets on his face with his sleeve and said, "Don't move around, you will hurt your muscles and bones, just rest for a while." ”

"Got it. Zhang Xiaofan replied smoothly, then looked at Baguio, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Miss Baguio, now we are fortunate to have saved our lives and escaped from the belly of the mountain, you and I are considered to have made friends, but after all, the Tao is not the same, and we will break up here today." ”

Baguio squatted at the water's edge and didn't get up, but her body seemed to tremble, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't see her expression, and after a while, he heard her voice say in a low voice: "Oh, is it different?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said: "Yes, I am the righteous path, you are a demon sect, my teacher has taught me since I was a child, good and evil are not separated, see you next time, I am afraid that you and I are friends and enemies." You took care of me in the belly of the mountain and saved me, I am really grateful in my heart, this kindness, I will naturally repay you. ”

Baguio looked at the hazy figure reflected in the clear water in a daze, and read in a low voice: "Do you repay me?"

Zhang Xiaofan replied and said: "Yes, we have clear grievances, if you didn't save me, I would never have survived, if there is a place where I work, I should serve." Speaking of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "But you can't let me do something that is sorry for the teacher's morality." ”

Baguio suddenly stood up, turned his head, and said: "I think you are also a talent, it is better to defect to our Holy Sect, I recommend you to my father, he has always loved talents, and he will definitely be willing to use you, and it is better than you being an unknown cook on Dazhu Peak." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's face sank suddenly, and said: "Miss Baguio, don't talk nonsense, I am a person in the righteous path, I would rather die than enter the demon path, in my opinion, being a little cook on the big bamboo peak is much better than calling the wind and rain in your demon sect." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Baguio's mouth, and his words became harsh and indifferent, and he said: "People in the righteous path, you man-made sins in the righteous path are not less than those of us in the demon path, back then, in the righteous and demonic war, your immortal ancestors were different from killing people when they saw them, and the old and weak women and children were not spared!"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Xiaofan was furious, "These are all good things that your Demon Sect has done, you think I don't know, back then, you killed people and destroyed their lives......"

Baguio said angrily: "Are you all those who saw it with your own eyes? It's not your division commander who told you, how can they tell you the truth for the sake of their own face?"

Zhang Xiaofan sneered and said, "Then have you ever seen it with your own eyes? You are here to sue me that the righteous path is evil and the demon sect is right, isn't it your elders who whitewashed the words of their ancestors!"

Baguio was stunned for a while, unable to speak for a while, Zhang Xiaofan looked at her twice, recalled that he had lived and died with her some time ago, his heart softened, he lowered his voice, and said softly: " Miss Baguio, no matter what happened to the predecessors, let's not care about him, it's just that our Qingyunmen has strict rules, and it is strictly forbidden for disciples to associate with people in the Demon Sect, I am long in Qingyun, I dare not violate, let's say goodbye today, see you in the future, if you can repent and abandon the darkness and turn to the light, I, Zhang Xiaofan, will definitely use my net worth to protect you, so that you can enter the right path......" He said eloquently, but stopped as he spoke, only to see Baguio with a sneering face, sneering:

"You bullshit and righteous paths, you can't ask me to go, and you still say that you will abandon the darkness and turn to the light, or let me show you a clear way, if you don't take it, go and be your righteous person. He'll see you again, I'll be the first to take your head!"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, he only felt that this woman turned her face faster than turning a book, but after all, she had no intention of arguing, and in the face of Baguio, he always felt that there was something indebted, so he immediately arched his hand and said, "Treasure." After saying that, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

Baguio watched him go away, but he didn't look back once, after his figure disappeared into the woods, suddenly, his heart was empty, as if he had lost something important, and the whole person suddenly lost his jīng spirit, and slowly sat down. His eyes wandered, and he inadvertently swept over the pile of flame ashes where Zhang Xiaofan barbecued rabbits last night, and froze in place, unconsciously shedding tears.

She looked at the pile of ashes, and sat like this, and she didn't know how long it took, until she suddenly found that the original crisp birdsong in the woods behind her suddenly all fell silent, as if she felt some fierce smell, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

Then, she saw a dark shadow slowly move out from behind her, enveloping her.

Even though it was daytime, somehow, it seemed as if the sky was sinking.

Baguio Huo Ran turned his head, looked at the person behind him in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly cried out in a sad voice: "Daddy......" threw himself into the man's arms.

The yīn shadow seemed to be stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Baguio to make such a move, but he was happy to see his daughter get out of trouble, but that joy could no longer be hidden.

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Zhang Xiaofan walked in this mountain forest for a while, before he got out of the boundary of Kongsang Mountain, if he was to walk in the sky, he could come out in half a rì, but he was afraid of the injury of his left hand, and he was still willing to walk a little longer, but this Kongsang Mountain has always been sparsely populated, and he couldn't even see a figure on the way.

After staying overnight in the barren mountains and mountains, Zhang Xiaofan walked on the official road, not to mention that the road was wide, and the number of people gradually increased. He asked pedestrians on the road, inquired about the direction of the road, and headed north.

At noon, Zhang Xiaofan was on the road for a long time, his mouth was quite hungry and thirsty, and he saw a small tea stall on the side of the road, which was supported under a big tree by the roadside, and there were already five or six guests sitting in it.

Not to mention, the tea in this small tea stall is really cool and thirst-quenching, Zhang Xiaofan drank a bowl, and he was comfortable up and down, as if the day was not so hot, and he thought in his heart, seeing that the injury on his hand had been healed, and he found a secluded place where no one was in the afternoon, so he flew back in the sky, which was also faster, and he could see the master earlier.

Thinking about it, he naturally thought that he was about to be able to see his senior sister Tian Ling'er, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. At this moment, I heard a gentle voice on the side of the road: "Boss, bring me a bowl of tea." ”

At noon, a rare breeze blew, causing the branches and leaves on the big trees to shake, and a little bit of broken sun was scattered to the ground. The owner of the tea stall in his fifties agreed, leaned over to pour the tea, Zhang Xiaofan inadvertently, looked at the past, and could not take it back.

A middle-aged scribe, with thin eyebrows and square face, eyebrows look elegant, but his eyes are blazing, and his forehead is full, but he has his own momentum of not being angry and powerful in this elegance, wearing a Confucian robe, with a piece of light purple jade pendant pinned to his waist, exquisitely clear, faintly auspicious, and he knows that it is not ordinary at a glance.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at it for a long time, and suddenly realized that he was actually broken by the demeanor of this middle-aged scribe, and only felt that when he walked in, five or six guests who were drinking tea together at the tea stall, including himself, were silently speechless, and were suppressed by this person's momentum.

Zhang Xiaofan retracted his gaze, but he was slightly amazed in his heart, and at the same time he was greatly heartbroken by the bearing of this middle-aged scribe, although he was not very handsome when he looked at this person, but this temperament from the inside was really rare.

The scribe entered the tea stall, took the tea handed by the boss, sat down casually, and began to taste the tea slowly. The guests who were still talking and laughing around were now silent, and the atmosphere in this tea stall was a little strange for a while, but only the middle-aged scribe was calm and calm, and he didn't notice the situation around him at all, and he was alone there drinking tea and resting.

After a while, the other guests either rested enough, or drank tea, checked out one by one, and left, the boss came to clean up the bowls, and under the big tree, only Zhang Xiaofan and the middle-aged scribe were left at this time.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel uncomfortable, but after sitting for a while, he felt that he had rested, and when he was thinking about checking out and leaving, he suddenly heard a voice behind him:

"Little brother. ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, but he heard this gentle and familiar voice, turned his head, and saw that the scribe was smiling peacefully at him, and said, "This gentleman, do you call me?"

The scribe smiled and nodded, "Exactly." Saying that, he stood up and walked over slowly, Zhang Xiaofan stood up, and when he got closer, he hugged his fists and said, "Is there anything wrong with Mr.?"

The middle-aged scribe looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said, "No, it's just that the journey is lonely, and I look at the little brother again, come over and chat a few words, the little brother doesn't mind." ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, sir, please sit down." ”

The scribe smiled and nodded, and said, "Come, little brother, you can also sit." ”

The two sat down, and the scribe looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "May I ask the little brother's name?"

Zhang Xiaofan grew up in Caomiao Village since he was a child, and later took him in for Qingyunmen, over the years, except for the same door of Dazhufeng in Qingyun Mountain, he has hardly said anything to outsiders, of course, the rìzi who was trapped under the necromantic abyss of the demon girl Baguio is not counted. He spoke to this scribe at this time, and somehow in his heart, he had a little respect for this person, and said respectfully at the moment: "Don't dare, in the next Zhang Xiaofan, may I ask what is the name of Mr.?"

The scribe read a sentence first: "Zhang Xiaofan," nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "My surname is Wan, and the cursive character is gone." ”

"Ten thousand people!" Zhang Xiaofan read it in his heart, this name reads ordinary, but it makes people feel like a golden iron horse, Zhang Xiaofan can't help but look at him, these ten thousand people are gentle on their faces, but the power between the eyebrows seems to be natural, it is extremely heavy, with this name, there is a faint meaning of the king.

Ten thousand people looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said with a smile: "Forgive me for asking more, may I ask if Little Brother Zhang is a person who cultivates the truth?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, after he and Qi Hao and the other four went down the mountain, in order to make it convenient on the road, they all changed out of Qingyun clothes and wore ordinary clothes, which looked no different from ordinary people, and I don't know how this middle-aged man saw it.

He was surprised, and just wanted to ask how the middle-aged man knew, but he saw that the middle-aged man smiled slightly, pointed to the north, and said, "May I ask Junior Brother Zhang, but is it now under the Qingyun Mountain Sect, the number one sect of the righteous path?"

Zhang Xiaofan was even more surprised, couldn't help but stand up, looked at the ten thousand people, and said, "May I ask Brother Wan, you, how do you know?"

Ten thousand people shook their hands with a smile and said, "Please sit down, please sit." ”

After Zhang Xiaofan sat down slowly, ten thousand people smiled and said: "I saw that Little Brother Zhang is full of energy, and there is no fatigue all the way down, looking young, but it is better than many people in the prime of life." In this world, the wind of cultivation is prevalent, and you must be a person with unique skills. ”

Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and thanked him, but he couldn't help but say, "Then how did Mr. know about my sect?"

Ten thousand people smiled casually: "Without him, I see that the little brother is in the dust, not staying in the north, with a longing on his face, it seems to be an arrow to return to his heart, and in the north, the closest and most famous Xiuzhen sect from here is Qingyunmen." Speaking of which, I also speculated randomly, casually talking nonsense, which made Brother Zhang laugh. ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly said: "Where is it, Mr. is so discerning, you and I have never met, but we can see it at a glance, I really admire, admire!" These words were heartfelt.

Wan Xiang smiled slightly, and said: "Qingyun Sect, has been famous in the world for a long time, has a long history, the Taoism is deep, admired by the world, the little brother entered the famous family at a young age, and the future is unlimited!"

Zhang Xiaofan heard the word "unlimited", his heart moved, and he inexplicably remembered Qi Hao of Longshou Peak, and at the end of his mind, Lin Jingyu's shadow flashed, and he shook his head and said: "Mr. has won the award, the disciple of Qingyunmen Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, in the next part belongs to a rotten wood, and it is not a weapon." ”

Ten thousand people were stunned for a moment, and laughed silently: "I didn't expect you to tell jokes, Little Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to argue with him on this topic, so he asked him: "Brother Wan, I don't know where he is going?"

Ten thousand people stood up leisurely, put their hands behind their backs, looked up at the sky, and said: "This world is so big, vast and boundless, I travel the world, the mountains and ancient Ze, and go at will." ”

"Ah!" Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed and said, "I see." ”

Ten thousand people glanced back at Zhang Xiaofan, and suddenly a strange smile flashed on his face, and said, "Since Little Brother Zhang is a member of the Qingyun Sect, he must be a profound Taoist. ”

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, I am an unsuccessful person in the Qingyun Sect, where can I say that the Taoism is profound." ”

Wan Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Brother Zhang is polite, I have a reluctant request below, and I hope that Brother Zhang will fulfill it." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Wan, please speak." ”

Ten thousand people said: "I have admired your Excellency since I was a child, but I can't enter the door because of the lack of chance, and I can't enter the door of the master, and I am even more dreamed of the masters who can go to the magic weapon for nine days. Little Brother Zhang is a famous disciple, I don't know if I can fulfill my little wish?"

Zhang Xiaofan was dumbfounded, watching the ten thousand people salute, he was even more panicked, and hurriedly held on, he was really embarrassed in his heart, hesitated for a moment, looked at the ten thousand people and still looked at himself expectantly, sighed, and said: "I'm not afraid of Brother Wan's jokes, it's not that I don't want to show Brother Wan, it's just that the magic weapon is not in front of the court, I'm just afraid that it will hinder ......."

Ten thousand people immediately said: "What is this, the magic weapon of the immortal family, how can there be no reason not to be on the table." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's face was slightly red, and after all, he couldn't let go of his son, so he pulled out a burning stick from his waist and handed it over. Seeing him hand over such a thing, the surprise on the faces of the ten thousand people also flashed, but then it disappeared and solemnly took it.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at him in his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Don't say it's you, even if you are a member of my master's sect, you often laugh at me." Saying this, Zhang Xiaofan was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he only felt that he was so strange today, in front of this unknown person, how could he seem to be willing to say anything to him.

The ten thousand people didn't notice Zhang Xiaofan, their eyes were on the burning stick, originally his face was solemn, but there was still a little casual in his eyes, but gradually, he seemed to see something, not only did his face sink, but a pair of eyes stared at this black sè ugly stick.

Zhang Xiaofan watched from the side, only feeling that these ten thousand people looked so strange, he took the one-foot-long burning stick in front of him, looked at it carefully, held it with his right hand, and gently stroked the slender five fingers of his left hand on the stick, clicked lightly, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wan, is there anything wrong?"

Wan Xiangru was awakened by a dream, hesitated for a moment, returned the burning stick to Zhang Xiaofan, and said: "Little Brother Zhang, because I admire the fairy way, I have read some books in this regard, and I have some words, and I have to ask Brother Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiaofan said: "Please say it." ”

Ten thousand people glanced at the burning stick and said, "May I ask Brother Zhang, this magic weapon contains your jīng blood?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, and in an instant, the terrifying scene in the valley behind the Great Bamboo Peak floated in his mind, Huo Di stood up, pointed to ten thousand people, and said, "You, what did you say?"

Ten thousand people glanced at him and said slowly: "May I ask Little Brother Zhang, this magic weapon, but two things are combined into one?"

Zhang Xiaofan's secret of one of the deepest secrets hidden in his heart was now told by this person, this surprise was not trivial, I only felt a buzz in my head, and I couldn't speak.

Wan Xiang looked at Zhang Xiaofan's stunned expression, and he understood that what he expected was good, but he seemed to bow his head slightly, as if he remembered something, sighed vaguely, and said, "You don't know, the beads on this stick were originally holy relics of the Demon Sect." ”

Zhang Xiaofan became more and more shocked, almost holding his breath, but there was a voice in his heart, as if he was sneering: "You already knew, you already knew, this stick is so evil, it is naturally an evil thing of the Demon Sect." ”

"You, what are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaofan gasped, stared at him, word by word.

"This bead is a relic of the black-hearted old man of the Demon Sect eight hundred years ago. "Ten thousand people's words, it is like nails, word by word, nailed into Zhang Xiaofan's heart, word by word, "The name is 'blood devouring beads'." ”

Zhang Xiaofan's whole person was stunned and held his breath, but there were thousands of thoughts and thousands of turns in his mind, but there was always a picture lingering: the skeleton in the dense cave in the belly of Kongsang Mountain!

Wan Xiang looked at him in shock, paused for a moment, but said lightly: "Little Brother Zhang, you know the origin of this bead, but I don't know if you are still willing to know the origin of this black sè short stick?"

Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked, he couldn't speak, just stared straight at the ten thousand people.

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