It was still calm in the White Sea that night. People were sleeping soundly at home, watchmen were working around in the middle of the night, and fishing boats that went out to the lake to fish in the middle of the night were sailing in all directions.
And under these ordinary people are the monks who gathered in Baihai and prepared to go to Lichuan Mountain to kill ghosts tomorrow.
Master Kuchan chanted Buddha's name on the roof of Annan Tower and did not move for four days. Zuo Qiuxun was refining the immortal weapons in the inn and did not move.
Xu Huaigu is sleeping soundly in bed, Taoist priest Mo Raoren in black is planning how to deal with the ghosts tomorrow, Yu Qin is worried about Xu Huaigu, while Yi Yun and Aunt Feng hope that the monks can return from killing ghosts as soon as possible so that their relatives can wake up.
This night, everyone was preoccupied and had different thoughts. It was not a good night. Finally, the rooster's crow gradually sounded all over Baihai, and the morning glow gradually burst out from the sky, dispersing the mist in Baihai City at night.
It looks like today will be a nice day. Xu Huaigu got up and packed the things he wanted to bring in the room.
It was said to be packing, but in fact it was nothing, it was just a sword case and two swords, so he was mainly counting the contents of his package.
In addition to a few Lingjiang stones that he had kept for a long time, there was also a small bag of fairy money. In the corner of the package, he also saw his two Bianhua tokens, one black and one white. After that, some things in the past gradually came back to him. emerged.
The black flower token was taken from Huang Shan. He still remembered that Huang Shan valued the token very much and almost risked his life for the token.
But the token was later taken away by Xu Huaigu. Although he didn't say it openly, everyone knew that the token was in Xu Huaigu's hands.
For such a long time, Huang Shan had never asked Xu Huaigu about the Higanhua token, but Xu Huaigu knew that Huang Shan had not forgotten it. He was just looking to see if Xu Huaigu would take the initiative to return it to him.
In fact, before Zuo Qiuxun gave the magic fan to Huang Shan a few days ago, Huang Shan had already been obsessed with the fan, but he never said anything about it.
This incident shows Huang Shan's heart. She knows that Huang Shan keeps everything in mind. If he doesn't say it, he doesn't mean he has forgotten it. He just doesn't want to say it.
Xu Huaigu remembered that Huang Shan had fought side by side with them, drank wine and eaten meat together, had robbed Xingqing Prison, entered Hangxun Secret Realm, and killed ghosts in Lucheng. They could be regarded as brothers who had experienced life and death. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty for taking away Huang Shan's token.
Although judging from Wangchuan's experience, this token is very involved and related to the door of life and death in Wangchuan and the ferryman on Wangchuan, but his conscience told Xu Huaigu that this was not his thing and he should put it away. Return it to Huang Shan.
He was reminiscing when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and then Huang Shan's voice came: "Xu Huaigu, you are only a swordsman, don't you just have to carry two swords? Why are you taking so long? Why, you still want to carry a girl Going up the mountain to relieve your boredom? Come out quickly. I made a jar of good wine last night. Zuo Qiu But Zuo Qiuxun and I will drink it all." These words made Xu Huaigu's heart suddenly move, and his heart seemed to be very warm, which was a feeling that he had never felt since leaving Taoist Sun Xiang.
He decided to return the token to Huang Shan after the Li Chuanshan incident. No matter how involved the token was, or what kind of power he could gain from it, at this moment, Xu Huaigu didn't care. None of it was as good as Huang Shan's bottle of wine.
Xu Huaigu pulled the sword box, put it on his back casually, and replied loudly: "He's here, don't drink secretly!" Huang Shan laughed, and then walked away.
Xu Huaigu went out and saw Huang Shan and Zuo Qiu ." Xu Huaigu wasn't very good at drinking. Seeing that there was still half a jar, he was a little unhappy. At the same time, he was also wondering why Huang Shan was so generous today, and even gave him half of the expensive Xianjia wine.
He picked up the wine jar and took a sip. It was indeed good wine. The wine is clear and sweet, extremely fragrant in the mouth, and has a sweet floral aroma. It is actually as good as the Immortal Drunk.
After Xu Huaigu took a sip, he asked: "Did you spend a lot of money?" Huang Shan chuckled and said nothing, but Zuo Qiuxun said: "As stingy as he is, he must have been poor in his previous life. He is willing to spend money." Buy this kind of wine? In fact, this wine is Baihai's local peach blossom wine. It is also brewed according to the secret method of the Xianjia. It is considered to be the best Xianjia wine. Last night, Chen Shaochun sent someone to give some to each group of monks who went up the mountain. Otherwise, where can I find such good wine?" Xu Huaigu smashed the wine in his mouth, drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, dropped the wine jar on the ground, and said with a cheerful smile: "The wine is finished, let's go." When he was about to leave, three more people walked out of the silk shop, it was Yu Qin, Yi Yun and Aunt Feng.
The three of them gave Xu Huaigu and the others some instructions, and Xu Huaigu agreed, and then they were able to leave.
It was already late at this time, but fortunately, the three of them in Xu Huaigu were all monks, so they had excellent walking strength. In just an hour, they had reached an ancient bell hanging on the south side of Lichuan Mountain. This was the gathering place agreed upon by Li Siqing and them.
When Xu Huaigu arrived, there were already three or four minor monks there, but they all worked in separate groups, unlike Xu Huaigu's three people who were originally a team.
Being solitary is mostly the nature of these wild cultivators. In addition to these wild cultivators, Li Siqing, the sword cultivator in colorful clothes who drew his sword to protest against the sword cultivators at the Annan Tower banquet, has also arrived.
But today, he changed into clothes with blue and black patterns, and carried a long sword on his back. His face was stern, and he had the cold aura of a swordsman. He looked quite good-looking.
Li Siqing just stood aside and did not talk to the wild cultivators. But it's no wonder that he is not a wild cultivator, but a person from Qingfeng Valley in East Fuyao Continent. An upright sword cultivator from the Xian family, he naturally disdains the company of wild cultivators. At this time, he saw Xu Huaigu and his three people coming together, and they had good looks. It must be the senior brothers and sisters in the sect who are willing to make friends.
He walked up to Xu Huaigu and smiled kindly at Xu Huaigu. Xu Huaigu also smiled in response. The two of them seemed quite familiar with each other.
Xu Huaigu still has a good impression of Li Siqing. In fact, it mainly comes from the fact that he drew his sword for the sword cultivator at the banquet that day.
In Xu Huaigu's opinion, this is the spirit that a sword cultivator should have, and it is also the root of the sword. Li Siqing greeted Xu Huaigu and said, "Fellow Daoist Xu, long time no see." Xu Huaigu also responded to him and exchanged a few words.
Then Li Siqing discovered that behind Xu Huaigu there was a good-looking woman in white whom he had not seen the last time he went to the banquet.
He pointed at Zuo Qiuxun and asked Xu Huaigu: "Fellow Daoist Xu, who is this? Why didn't I see him last time at Annan Tower?" Xu Huaigu explained: "This is a friend of mine, although he is only a second-level swordsman. , but I also want to come to Lichuan Mountain to experience it. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Li can make it easier for her to join us?" Li Siqing looked at Zuo Qiuxun and found that this woman is indeed young, only in her early twenties. , and compared to her status as a sword cultivator, her appearance is even more outstanding.
The chin is as pointed as a willow leaf, the cheeks are cold, the eyes are long and narrow, and the sword eyebrows lie horizontally. He has the charm of an outstanding swordsman, which makes him even more congenial in the eyes of Li Siqing, who is also a swordsman.
What a beautiful swordsman nun, Li Siqing felt a little moved in her heart. He is nearly thirty years old and is already a fifth-level sword cultivator. He can be regarded as an above-average level in Qingfeng Valley. However, there are only a few female monks in Qingfeng Valley, and the beautiful female monks are even more attracted by those Occupied by someone with higher talent, Li Siqing relied on a good skin, but could not find a good match.
And at this time, in Li Siqing's opinion, this sword nun's appearance was actually more beautiful than the other sword nuns he saw in Qingfeng Valley on weekdays, and he admired her even more.
However, after he carefully investigated the woman, he found that she really only had the cultivation level of the second realm, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
But then he thought about it, this woman should have been practicing for a short time, the second level is actually pretty good, and she must have been trained by Xiao Sect. By then, with her status as a disciple of Qingfeng Valley, she must be the sect behind her. I am definitely willing to climb the high branch of Qingfeng Valley.
This pursuit should be a sure thing. Li Siqing felt happy in his heart. He did not expect that Bai Hai and his party would meet such a beauty. It would be an unexpected joy if they could really become Taoist companions with this woman.
Zuo Qiuxun had actually read Li Siqing's thoughts, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After all, most men were like this.
But what she didn't expect was that Li Siqing had already thought so much in just one meeting.
Now that he had the intention to pursue, Li Siqing became more discerning and carefully asked Xu Huaigu: "May I ask which sect Xu Daoyou is from? Is it possible to visit him when I pass by one day?" Xu Huaigu hesitated for a moment. Just when he didn't know whether to say it or not, he heard a message from Zuoqiu Xunxin Lake reminding him: "Just say the New Rain Sect from Feiyuzhou." Xu Huaigu replied with a smile: "We are not natives of Dongfuyaozhou, but from Come from Feiyuzhou, the famous sect is called New Rain Sect." Li Siqing frowned and thought for a while, he didn't seem to know which sect the New Rain Sect was, but he also knew that if this woman was really from Feiyuzhou, this time The meeting may very well be the only opportunity to meet. If you don't make good use of it, it may be difficult to meet again in the future.
Li Siqing then made a gentle smile and said: "It turns out to be the New Rain Sect. I have admired the name of the Guizong for a long time. When I saw it today, it turned out to be the place where Zhong Min Yuxiu is beautiful. Taoist Xu was born suave, and this female sword cultivator also has a beautiful face. Guizong is absolutely It's a geomantic treasure, and I will definitely visit someday." Xu Huaigu thought about this in his mind, and felt that Li Siqing was a wonderful person.
People who practice cultivation should care most about their cultivation, and when evaluating the quality of a sect, they naturally rely on the cultivation of their disciples. However, this person actually judges people based on their appearance, which is quite interesting. This person is probably The person who likes forms.
Li Siqing asked again: "Don't you know the name of this female Taoist friend?" Zuo Qiuxun lowered his head and smiled, and replied calmly: "The surname is Zuoqiu, and the name is Xun. It is a small name, and the cultivation level is low, so it is not worth mentioning." Li Siqing then advised: "My fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong. I, Li Siqing, like people with beautiful appearance the most. Speaking of which, the reason why I practice is partly to preserve my youthful appearance for a longer time." . To be honest, there are many female monks in Qingfeng Valley, but among the people I have met, I have never seen a fellow Taoist with such a flawless appearance, so I will write down the name of the fellow Taoist no matter what." Zuo Qiuxun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then covered his face with his sleeves, as if he was very shy.
Xu Huaigu suppressed a smile, knowing that Zuo Qiuxun was starting to show off his acting skills again. Poor Li Siqing, he really regarded her as the object of his pursuit, and he was afraid that he would be in trouble.
Time passed slowly, and the rest of the people gradually arrived. In the end, including Zuo Qiuxun, there were eight people in this pair, including two monks from the fifth realm. In addition to Li Siqing, there was an old wild cultivator, two monks from the fourth realm, and three monks from the third realm. , and Zuoqiu Xun
A second-level swordsman with "long-term knowledge".
