Chapter Fifty-Four: The Happiness of the Yiren
Gu Han approached the tent, gently knocked the tent wall, and said softly: "Master, it's a disciple, Han'er." ”
A moment later, a somewhat cold female voice came from inside the tent, saying, "Oh, it's Han'er, come in." ”
The two lifted the curtain and entered the tent opposite each other. But in the center of the tent, a woman dressed as a Taoist aunt sat on the futon, her phoenix eyes slightly closed. Dao Gu is dressed in a snow-white robe, as clean as the first snow without blemishes, with black hair coiled behind her head, phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, pretty nose and cherry lips, she sits on the futon, like a snowflake, quiet and leisurely, although she is old, but the charm still exists.
Ling Xuan and Gu Han approached softly, both respectfully saluted, Ling Xuan said, "Under Ling Xuan, I have seen Elder Ye. ”
Ye Bing slowly opened his phoenix eyes, his lazy but slightly chilly eyes seemed to sweep over Ling Xuan unintentionally, Ling Xuan suddenly felt that his whole body was frozen, and a piercing chill grew from the bottom of his heart, instantly hitting his whole body, in front of her, he had an undisguised feeling of being seen through, and couldn't help but shudder.
His eyes inadvertently swept over Ling Xuan, Ye Bing frowned slightly, fell into thought, and muttered, "Why don't you have any cultivation, but you ......?"
She retracted her eyes, and the cold meaning in Ling Xuan's heart dissipated without a trace, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, Ye Bing just glanced at him unintentionally, and saw him through, this kind of cultivation, how high, I'm afraid it's not above the Yuan Infant Stage?
Seeing this, Gu Han's eyes rolled continuously, he took a few steps forward, came behind Ye Bing, stretched out his hands to gently beat her shoulders, and said with a smile: "Master, I haven't seen you for a few months, how are you? ”
Ye Bing glared back at him and said, "Flamboyant, I want to ask you, where did your eighteen girls go?"
Gu Han's face turned red, his fine eyes turned continuously, and his face instantly became bitter, and said: "Master's eyes are like torches, and he has insight into everything, and Han'er can't escape your eyes for anything." But Master, you don't know, Han'er almost won't see you again. ”
So, Gu Han told the story of a few people passing through Chilian Mountain and fighting the bloody Shura, his tone was full of flowers, and he said it directly, and he was in danger of dying, Ling Xuan stood aside, listening to it secretly funny, but Ye Bing frowned slightly from time to time.
Gu Han finished talking about the matter here, and finally turned to the topic, saying, "Therefore, Han'er's eighteen girls were destroyed by the blood demon. ”
Ye Bing ignored him, his casual eyes lingered on Ling Xuan for a moment, and he sighed softly, "Little Xuanzi, you shouldn't have come here." ”
Little Xuanzi, Little Xuanzi...... Ling Xuan's whole body was like an electric shock, he hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, "Dare to ask Elder Ye to make it clear." ”
Ye Bing sighed softly and said, "I know from your Taishi Mother Fang Qin that her Sun-Conquering Sword was refined by me for her. I had met her more than a month before her accident, and she had mentioned you to me, so I knew you. Alas......" Thinking of the past, she sighed lightly again and said, "Little Xuanzi, do you know why thousands of people from the four realms of immortals, Buddhas, demons and demons gathered in this mountain?"
Recalling Fang Qin's voice and smile and his motherly care for him, Ling Xuan's heart instantly sank into a sea of sadness, he was in a trance, sniffed, and said: "Legend, legend has it that this mountain will have an innate spirit treasure in the near future, so the talents of the four realms of immortals, Buddhas and demons gather here to compete for the innate spirit treasure. ”
Ye Bing said: "Exactly, it is said that the six fire monkeys of the Tiger Spirit will descend on this mountain tomorrow, but this matter is only passed on by word of mouth, and there is no conclusive evidence. But when you came, the Innate Spirit Treasure had already appeared on this mountain. ”
After that, she looked at the red feather squatting on Ling Xuan's shoulder, and said, "Bi Yuewu, the fifth of the Tiger Spirit, the Second Extreme Sect was destroyed because of it four years ago. ”
Ling Xuan's heart trembled, he already understood the meaning of her words, and regardless of whether the fire monkey really came to this mountain or not, once the news of his pregnancy Biyue Wu spread, he was afraid that thousands of people from the four realms of immortals, Buddhas, demons, and demons would immediately turn their spearheads at him.
Gu Han's eyes rolled carefully, and he also understood the meaning of Ye Bing's words, he smiled and said: "Master, although people in the world covet the innate spirit treasure, but most of them only know its name but don't know its shape, even if they see the red feather, they may not know that it is the innate spirit treasure, not to mention that the innate spirit treasure is extremely spiritual, but it can only be coincidentally not forced, once it recognizes Senior Brother Ling as the master, it will be difficult for outsiders to snatch it." ”
Ye Bing said: "Han'er, what you said is true, but it is only for the late-born juniors, such as the Slaughtering Heaven and the Four Corners Demon King and other famous and surnamed figures, but they can definitely recognize any innate spirit treasure, and they also have the means to subdue the innate spirit treasure that has already recognized the master." ”
Ling Xuan's heart trembled again, and said, "Elder Ye, the purpose of this trip is to find out the whereabouts of the master, there is no need to show his face, as long as he doesn't make the red feather public, it won't be in the way, right?"
Ye Bing frowned slightly again, and said, "I'm afraid that the two of you will come all the way, and there are not a few people who see it, right?" Now, you must not leave the land of Dongshan Immortal Gate, there are hundreds of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in charge, and the demons of the Demon Sect will not dare to come to spread wild." As for your master Nian Yu, I have inquired in many ways, and I learned that after she left the Erji Sect that day, she went to the Heavenly Sword Sect and has been living in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains for four years. As soon as the matter is over, I will take you to Tianshan to find Nian Yu, so that your master and apprentice can reunite, and I will be counted as a matter of heart for Senior Sister Fang. ”
After four years of worrying about it, he suddenly learned the whereabouts of Zeng Nianyu, Ling Xuan trembled, like being struck by lightning, a thousand words, and he didn't know how to say it.
The crowd is looking for her thousands of times
Suddenly looking back
But the man was there
The lights are dim
Ling Xuan couldn't bear the surging blood and muttered, "Master, she, how is she?"
He was happy and worried, and he wanted to talk about it, and the two of them saw it in their eyes, and they couldn't help but sigh slightly. Ye Bing seemed to be unbearable, and said softly: "She's fine." Little Xuanzi, you and Han'er will stay with me first, and we can take care of each other. ”
Ling Xuan was in a trance, nodded, his mind was full of Zeng Nianyu's sweet smile and the silver bell-like laughter, he was nervously looking forward to it, fantasizing about reuniting with her.
After nightfall, the heaven and earth fell into a silence, the sky was a bright moon, throwing a bright silver light, the gray night sky was dotted with stars, the swaggering mountain towered into the clouds, pierced through a few snow-white lotus clouds, bathed in the silver moonlight, like a sleeping old man, quiet and peaceful.
In the land of Dongshan Immortal Gate, except for a few disciples of the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect who are responsible for the night vigil, the rest of the people have returned to the tent to meditate and cultivate, although these lonely mountains and wilderness are not as abundant as the cave heaven blessed land in the Tianshan Mountains, but the people who cultivate immortals, drowning in the boat, if they do not advance, they will retreat, and they cannot neglect to cultivate at any time, that is, the few outer disciples who are responsible for the night vigil are also sitting cross-legged, half-asleep and half-awake, perhaps they think that the disciples of the Hundreds of Heavenly Sword Sect are entrenched here, and the demons of the Demon Sect do not dare to come to spread wild, so they are negligent and absent-minded.
Suddenly, dozens of black shadows pierced the silver sky, silently passing over several outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were in charge of the vigil, and those outer disciples fell silently while half asleep and half awake, completely asleep, and could not wake up again, their heads and bodies were instantly separated, turning into gourds rolling on the ground, gurgling and rolling to the side, blood splattered, and they died without blinking their eyes.
Ling Xuan couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, he couldn't sleep all night, Ye Bing and Gu Han had already entered a state of pranayama and rest, he was still in a clear mind, looking forward to everything after reuniting with Zeng Nianyu. About half an hour before the dozens of black shadows pierced the silver sky, a pretty red shadow led him to a few miles inside the Dongshan Mountain, far away from the Xianmen camp at the entrance of the Dongshan Mountain.
"Senior Sister Shangguan, is that you?"
The mountain road was rugged, the moon was like water, and he whispered all the way. The red shadow walked and stopped, as if intent on directing him somewhere. At this point, the red figure suddenly flashed, rushed into the dense forest around him, and completely lost his trace.
On both sides of the rugged path, the trees are luxuriant, like water and moonlight through the layers of branches and leaves, and bunches fall down, reflecting the sheep's intestine path under the shade of the trees. There was silence all around, and he walked cautiously forward, the silver moonlight reflecting the fiery red feathers of the red feathers that were squatting on his shoulders.
"Senior Sister Shangguan, is that you?"
He whispered insistently.
The dozens of black shadows quietly jumped into the tent of the immortal gate, like a wild beast wandering under the cover of the night, and instantly jumped open, burrowing into the tent tents, dozens of disciples of the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect fell silently from their sleep.
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