Yuhang City, Qin Tianjian.
As the representative of the "Xiaoyao Sect", Xie Wensheng, a student from Xishan Academy, carried a pot of wine and a bag of meat.
Step by step on the creaking wooden stairs and onto the top of the star observatory, you can see the prisoner's back looking at the sky with his hands behind his back.
Xie Wensheng raised his head, looked at the sky covered by dark clouds, felt the residual warmth and heat of late summer, and said:
"What are you looking at?"
After speaking, he sniffed and muttered:
"Don't tell me such nonsense that you're looking at the human world."
Qin Tianjian, who was wearing a strange white robe, was looking to the southeast. The old man with white beard and white hair sighed:
"The energy of disaster, the calamity of blood and light. In recent days, I have often thought of a story that the Imperial Master told me many years ago."
Xie Wensheng was very carefree and sat down cross-legged on the ground. He pressed the wine jar to the ground with a bang and said curiously:
"what story?"
Jian Zheng said:
"A story called...Water Margin. Generally speaking, it means that someone broke a certain seal and released one hundred and eight devil souls, stirring up the world. Those devils each had different identities and had different karma. They gather together to cause harm to one party."
Xie Wensheng tore open the straw rope that bound the brown paper bag, tore open a piece of meat, ate it, and wiped his mouth:
"It sounds like we are ghosts who have returned to the world, but I am different from those people. I am too lazy to cause trouble. How tired are you?"
Qin Tianjian was looking at the sky and said:
"I have been feeling lately that this story is a metaphor for today. Perhaps the National Master had foreseen the present situation many years ago, so he wrote the prophecy in the story."
Xie Wensheng poured wine into a pottery bowl and said:
"You, you just think too much. The Great Master Zhou is indeed amazing and talented, but it would be too weird to say that he predicted this day back then... Well, what will happen next to that story?"
Qin Tianjian was silent for a moment, turned around and said:
"Some of the demons woke up early and stayed away from the disputes, which resulted in good results. Some of the stubborn ones died tragically one after another."
"Oh, I have reason to suspect that you are ordering me, but I have no evidence..." Xie Wensheng poured a second bowl of wine, pretending to invite him to eat and drink with him, and said:
"I heard rumors in the city that something happened in Sanhuang County, and it was the Four Saints who were causing trouble? Don't you go and take a look for yourself? Or, just like the time when you stole the country's destiny, are you placing your hopes on that...Ji Ping'an? "
Jian Zheng sat down safely, grabbed some meat and ate it, drank the wine and said:
"You don't think so?"
Xie Wensheng chuckled and said:
"Don't even think about digging a hole for me. Who knows what you sneaky star officials are thinking."
Jian Zheng sighed:
"Before he left, I personally visited him once. The real purpose was to get closer to him so that I could see the future more accurately."
"Then what did you see?"
"Jie."
"The calamity of life and death?"
"Peach Blossom Tribulation."
Xie Wensheng swallowed a gulp of wine and almost spit it out when he heard the words.
He stared at the white-haired and white-bearded old prisoner with widened eyes, and a string of question marks slowly floated above his head.
I suspect this old guy is teasing him!
…
…
"It's the breath left by Xing Zhi! Li Yang, how did you find it?"
Xingyue Cave.
In the underground palace under the statue of Taoist Master, Huang Ying's scream was ethereal and sharp, and there was absolutely no chance of mishearing it.
And just after she said these words, holding the coffin, Wei Huayang, who had just entered the cold war state, felt that his brain was severely "swung" by a heavy hammer.
There was a "thud" sound from the soul, and it was knocked to pieces, making it dizzy.
what happened?
What did she hear again?
Liyang...she said "Liyang"...there is no mistake, and the Sword Spirit of the Shoushan Sect is actually hidden in a page of Taoist scriptures controlled by Ji Ping'an...
Did she sense the sword intent in the coffin and rush out?
But why, when she said such a sentence, who was she talking to?
Wei Huayang's face suddenly turned red. In his heart, he vaguely guessed a possibility, but he couldn't believe it.
He just opened his eyes wide and stared at the sword attendant who turned around. At this moment, a wind blew up in a trance. It was the leaking energy, rolling up the girl's broken hair and red skirt.
Wei Huayang's voice was slightly trembling as he asked as if confirming:
"Huang Ying! Are you the Shoushan Swordsman!?"
Ji Ping'an's heart suddenly sank, his eyes turned black, and he realized that something was about to happen.
The sword servant in yellow skirt who was hugging the guzheng was shocked when he saw the two of them. For some reason, there was a sudden appearance of another person.
When his identity was revealed, his shock turned into confusion:
"you know me?"
It's true... Wei Huayang compared the sword spirit in front of her with the weapon spirits she had seen when she came into contact with Master Xingzhi in the past.
Her body trembled slightly, her eye circles were a little red, and she said word by word:
"What did you just say...?"
Huang Ying suddenly realized that she seemed to have let something slip, but Miss Jianshi was very smart and quickly concluded:
The woman in front of her, perhaps like Li Yang, is a "reborn person" who has returned from the starry sky.
So, under the unfamiliar appearance, he is actually an "old friend" who had met him before?
Huang Ying was immediately happy.
Having been buried in dust underground for countless years, the vicissitudes of life have made the Swordsman full of enthusiasm for any old friend. She spoke quickly, but also with confusion:
"I asked him how he found the whereabouts... Speaking of which, which old acquaintance of this swordsman are you? And... Liyang, what's wrong with you... You look so ugly, and you won't introduce it to me...
Liyang, please say something! "
"..." Ji Ping'an's face turned pale, and he felt a sudden pain in his temples. He looked at the swordsman with a cute expression and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.
My mind was spinning wildly, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.
He lacked trust in this Beixi sect disciple, not to mention that the two had just had a quarrel. In this situation, the other party knew about one of his vests.
This is undoubtedly a huge hidden danger.
Ji Ping'an was confused for a moment and turned to look at the girl in red opposite the coffin. When he saw it, he was stunned.
Wei Huayang was seen trembling slightly all over, his eyes were red, and his eyes were extremely complicated:
Shock, confusion, puzzlement, surprise, doubt, disbelief...
Staring at him, as if she wanted to swallow him up, but also as if she wanted to see his true appearance through this skin.
Damn it...this reaction is not quite right. Could it be that he is my enemy?
Ji Ping'an frantically recalled in his mind whether he had killed any strong men from the Beixi Sect when he was being hunted.
However, the next second, Wei Huayang suddenly drew his sword.
Yes, without warning, extremely unexpected.
The ancient magic weapon long sword belonging to Ji Ping'an on the waist of the girl in the red dress popped out with a "clang" sound, and dark golden thin lines were drawn across the dark room.
This sword does not have murderous intent, but it is struck with all strength——
Wei Huayang didn't believe anyone, she only believed what she saw with her own eyes.
If the other party is really that person... then the only way to verify it is to force him to break his disguise, attack with all his strength, and use the Liyang Sword Art that she is extremely familiar with.
"boom!"
The long sword was slashed out, and the sarcophagus in front of the two men instantly collapsed and was cut into two halves.
The coffin and the bones inside were blown away by the strong air current, creating a huge cloud of smoke and dust.
Ji Ping'an's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had no time to think. He almost instinctively used his escape technique to escape from the cramped room and returned to the spacious ground hall.
Wei Huayang's red skirt swayed and turned into red light to chase after him.
Only one page of Taoist scriptures slowly fell down, and was caught in the hand of Huang Ying, who looked confused.
She opened her mouth, finally realizing that she might have gotten into trouble.
When he suddenly emerged from the tomb, he saw that under the huge Taoist statue, the two were already fighting together, with swords and spells clashing constantly.
There were roars and the sound was terrifying.
Huang Ying was so anxious that she shouted:
"Don't fight anymore..."
However, the two people in the field showed no sign of stopping. Wei Huayang had a graceful figure and a sword that was shining freely. Even though Ji Ping'an used the Five Elements technique to resist, he could only break through with one sword.
"This woman is crazy!"
Ji Ping'an stepped forward, and a stone pillar rumbled up from the ground, lifting him inch by inch in the air, avoiding Wei Huayang's fierce sword.
The next second, the hard stone pillar was cut off by Wei Huayang's sword. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror and slid down diagonally.
"Such a strong swordsmanship... we can't continue like this! We have to change our fighting style!"
Ji Ping'an's heart sank. Although Xingguan's spells were powerful, he was good at casting spells at long distances.
As we all know, in close combat, swordsmen always overwhelm warlocks.
"Stop...there may be a misunderstanding..."
"Do you really think I can't defeat you?"
Ji Ping'an shouted a few words, but only received Wei Huayang's more ferocious attacks. He was also angry. Anyway, his identity had been exposed and he no longer concealed it:
"You thought you were the only one who knew how to use a sword?"
In mid-air, Ji Ping'an suddenly opened the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed it from the air!
"Crash."
A stone pillar was photographed from the air, and a fine ball of sword energy spewed out from his palm. In the blink of an eye, the stone pillar was cut into a handy stone sword.
Ji Ping'an lowered his sword in the air, with illusory flames falling from the blade.
In the cave, the air suddenly became hot and dry, and an illusory sun rose behind him.
"cut!"
Ji Ping'an's demeanor changed, and his gentle appearance in the past was torn apart by the extremely sharp energy.
"boom!"
He pointed his stone sword, and with the sword tip as the core, ripples appeared on the ground covered with dust. Countless dust was blown away, exposing pure and dry rock.
Wei Huayang looked up at this scene.
In the strong wind, the bamboo hat on the top of the head split in the middle, and flew to both sides with a "pop" sound. The rotating half of the bamboo hat was easily embedded in the stone wall, like cutting a piece of tofu.
The girl's messy black hair trembled.
In this life, she had a pair of black and white eyes on her young and beautiful face with a hint of baby fat, looking at the stone sword that was gradually approaching and about to touch the center of her eyebrows, not dodging or dodging.
As the red dress shook, the ancient long sword she held in her right hand also clanged and fell to the ground.
Ji Ping'an was startled and hurriedly retracted his sword, but it was a little too late.
He had no choice but to twist his wrist hard, and the surface of the stone sword was filled with cracks and turned into ashes.
The whole person was like a meteorite. With a "dong" sound, it hit the ground hard, completely suppressing Wei Huayang who had lost his will to fight.
"Huchi...huchi..."
Ji Ping'an was almost lying on the ground. To prevent the girl from going crazy again, he wrapped his lower body around the opponent's legs and held down Wei Huayang's slender wrists with both hands.
The two faces were so close that one could clearly hear each other's breathing.
Ji Ping'an gasped heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and cursed:
"Why are you so crazy? I really don't think I dare..."
"Li Yang."
Ji Ping'an was suddenly stunned.
Only then did he notice that something was wrong with the mood of the girl under him. She looked at him with a look that seemed to be crying and laughing, and softly said the name. Her eyes were already filled with tears.
For some reason, Ji Ping'an's heart suddenly twitched, and his anger disappeared.
"You..." He opened his mouth. From this distance, he could almost smell the fragrance of the girl.
After being on the road for days, a mortal would have been in a terrible state, but Wei Huayang was secretly using magic to cleanse his body.
At this moment, he seemed to be able to clearly hear the drum-like thud of the girl's heart beneath him.
No, not just hers, but his own.
But... why... Ji Ping'an was a little puzzled. Then, a flash of light finally flashed through his mind, and he vaguely thought of a possibility:
If you can disguise yourself, then why can't the other party?
The next second, Wei Huayang was filled with tears, the corners of his mouth widened, and he pulled out a big smile, which was the first time in six hundred years:
"I thought you would come to me."
Boom!
Ji Ping'an's mind was buzzing. At this moment, when he saw the endless sorrow, longing, grievance and joy contained in Wei Huayang's eyes.
No further confirmation is required.
From the encounter in the ruined temple outside Qixia Town, to that rainy night, to today, everything flashed crazily in his mind like a slideshow.
At this moment, he finally understood the true source of that strange "feeling of familiarity".
"Hua... Huayang..." Ji Ping'an felt his throat was dry, and he almost uttered these two words as if he was dreaming.
Wei Huayang had already burst into tears, but he still nodded gently.
It's really you...Ji Ping'an, or "Li Yang" was temporarily absent-minded, and then intense joy surged up.
Then... when he saw the girl's tears, everything turned into panic. He stammered and explained:
"I want to find you, but...but..."
Wei Huayang's eyes were filled with tears:
"You didn't look for me, so I went to look for you. But why did you run so fast? When I caught up with you, you were gone."
Ji Ping'an's chest was suddenly blocked by some emotion, making him feel a little stuffy.
He recalled that night six hundred years ago, when he was sitting in his room in the villa and turned around to see a woman wearing red makeup pushing open the door.
She has short ear-length hair, which is incompatible with that feudal era. In the past, she only wore Taoist robes, but tonight she came dressed up.
The bright red dress is like fire, and the black hair is neatly combed.
The face that usually had no makeup was put on rouge and eyebrows were drawn.
Just because I don't know how to dress up, even though I have worked very hard, the hand holding the sword to kill the enemy was confused when picking up the thin eyebrow pencil, and the drawing was a bit ugly.
Her skin is much fairer, unlike the wheat-colored skin that used to be exposed to the sun and wind.
"I'm sorry." Ji Ping'an said.
After the scene in his memory faded, he looked down at the face of the girl in red and whispered.
Wei Huayang said softly:
"I have been looking for you for six hundred years, and today, I finally found you."
Ji Ping'an opened his mouth: "I..."
However, the next second, his words were suddenly blocked.
The girl's kiss was so passionate and domineering, as if it was about to burn through the flames of the dark night, with a sense of determination and no doubt.
"Ah this..."
In the distance, the sword attendant floating in mid-air was stunned.
I don’t know what happened, why the two people who were fighting life and death just a second ago were doing it openly and in broad daylight.
She wanted to say something, but all she saw was a gown being thrown over and placed directly over her head.
Passing through the illusory body, it was blocked by the mottled ancient guzheng, and then came the belt, red skirt, silk pants, underwear...
The sword servant's illusory round face suddenly turned red, and he was speechless.
Cursing secretly in his heart that the world is declining and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, he stamped his feet, picked up the guzheng, turned into a stream of light and went back into the Taoist Scriptures.
There was only one scroll left, slowly falling to the ground like a fallen leaf.
In the cave hall, which has been isolated from the world for hundreds of years, there was first a tearing sound, then a cry of pain, and then the rumbling sound of cannons.
top.
A beam of sunlight slanted down, illuminating the face of the huge stone Taoist priest.
The simple and majestic Taoist Master stood quietly, his lifeless eyes lowered, witnessing a reunion after a long absence.
…
Qixia Town.
"Ah sneeze!"
In the mansion of the Jiang family of the Wulin Alliance, the commoner god woke up from his sleep, rubbed his nose and stretched, feeling the ubiquitous sense of security and feeling quite proud.
"Haha, at this time, the entire Sanhuang County is probably in danger. I don't know if the two people who threatened me that night are dead..."
"Oh, but even if I don't die, I'm afraid I will still have to shed my skin. How can the bloody disaster be so easy? Alas, you are fighting for life and death, but I have no worries about food and drink, and my safety is guaranteed... It means that God still cares for me... …”
Buyi thought proudly, feeling that he had already won mentally.
What's the use of having strong force?
Only by knowing how to use your brain can you live comfortably in this world.
Just when he was about to turn over, sleep happily again, have a tryst with the goddess of his dreams, and renew their relationship.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door, and then the sound of the door lock being opened.
"Squeak."
The door was opened from the outside, and a guard said coldly:
"The leader has given orders, you can leave now."
Bu Yi was stunned for a moment, sat up, and shook his head:
"Has the case been thoroughly investigated? Should we continue the investigation? I feel that the suspicion on me is quite high..."
joke.
At this time, nowhere is as safe as Qixia Town, so he won't leave.
The corner of the guard's mouth twitched. He had already understood the shamelessness of this fortune teller and said calmly:
"Anyway, the words have been brought to you. The strong men in the town will leave next. If you want to stay, you can stay."
Buyi's expression turned pale with shock:
"Leave? Where?"
The guard glanced at him and said:
"We have received news that the plague of poisonous insects in Sanhuang County has become more and more serious. The warriors sent out have suffered a lot of casualties. This disaster is more severe than we expected. The Great Zhou Army has begun to dispatch. After discussion with Master Chen and others, the alliance leader , feeling that he can no longer sit still and wait for death, he will take action to exterminate the corpses..."
Although Chen Qingsheng and others have not recovered from their injuries, as long as they follow Jiang Huai and others and several sects gather together to keep warm, their safety is guaranteed.
Without saying this, the guard left on his own.
Buyi was left sitting on the bed blankly, panicked for a moment, and after a while he suddenly jumped up and chased him out shouting:
"Take me with you, I can help too..."
He suddenly realized that his good days seemed to be over.
The guards from the Martial Arts Alliance twitched their mouths, and their pace of departure immediately quickened - they didn't want this kind of loser who only eats and sleeps.
…
"Great Protector, look at these."
In the wilderness, a Four Saints disciple came over holding the "kite" that had been broken into pieces and fell apart:
"The formation is painted with blood, but it is no longer effective."
The old man named "Corpse Witch" was holding a skeleton staff, with a golden Gu worm lying on his head. He stared at the kite with his red-green eyes and said with a hoarse smile:
"It's a fantastic idea. Now that I think about it, the other party used this thing to fly down from the top of the mountain and break out of the dense fog."
The dwarf carrying the white flag came over, with a look of disgust on his ugly face:
"It didn't take long for the magic circle to disperse, and the other party will definitely not be able to get far."
The Corpse Witch teased the golden Gu worm lying above his head and said with a smile:
"The Gu insect told me that the other party has not moved for a long time. It seems to have stopped somewhere, perhaps recovering its strength."
The Great Protector smiled and said:
"Very good. Are you finally unable to run? I will let them know that in the face of absolute power, recovery or not is meaningless."
Everyone agreed with their faces. Compared to them, the Great Protector had already recovered from the practice of sitting in the well. He was not comparable to the Shadow Protector who used secret techniques to forcibly advance for a short period of time. He was a real recovery and a solid well-dwelling demon monk.
The Great Protector looked at the Corpse Witch:
"Give me the Gu worms, and I will hunt them myself."
The corpse witch asked curiously:
"Don't you need us to come together?"
The Great Protector glanced at the old man until his hair stood on end and then said:
"No need, you stay here and keep an eye on the saint to prevent her from becoming a monster."
Everyone looked at each other, staring at Xue Ji was obviously an excuse——
Although Xue Ji is at odds with everyone, she has been branded by the Four Sacred Cults and has Gu worms in her body. Why does she need a group of people to stare at her?
It was obvious that the Great Protector did not trust them.
But this is normal. This group of people was temporarily gathered by the Four Holy Cult Leaders. Many of them are newly recruited martial arts warriors and magicians... These are not bad.
The key is those "reborn ones", each of them is deeply scheming and difficult to conquer.
The Great Protector was confident of suppressing Ji Pingan, but he was a little worried and left his back to these people for fear of being stabbed in the back... So to be on the safe side, he decided to take action alone.
Xue Ji stood outside the crowd and found a stone to sit on. Her snow-white hands tightened her gauze-like robe, making her figure look even more graceful and graceful.
She couldn't help but raise her head, with a frown on her beautiful face:
Now, that little star officer might be in trouble.
…
Inside Xingyue Cave, under the statue of Taoist Master.
"call--"
Ji Pingan turned over and dismounted, lying on his back on the dry ground. His hair was wet, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on the skin of his chest.
Silently calculating the length and number of times he had fought, feeling the rouge horse's hand next to him sliding down again, he swallowed and said:
"Are you coming again?"
…
pa: Because of the lack of some descriptions, the desired plot effect is greatly reduced. It’s really...
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