Speaking of this, Wen Ruxi shook her head with regret and said, "There is nothing I can do. The time I can stay is too short, and the things I can find are really limited."
"The fourth brother's influence is so intertwined that it is difficult for me to remove it all at once."
As she spoke, Wen Ruxi closed her eyes, blew out a breath of hot air from her nose, and said dejectedly: "I never thought that they would do so many things that make the common people miserable for their own selfish desires."
"Even the money for disaster relief is..."
"If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth." Mo Qingyu suddenly said slowly.
"Human desires are endless. King Yu is inferior to ten thousand people. He has enjoyed the pleasure brought by power. Do you think he will let it go?"
There are many people in this world, men, women, living people, dead people... Some people work all their lives for food and clothing, some people hold the handle of power and stand high, some people live heartlessly, and some people Just to stay alive.
In the final analysis, everything is just for something. This is the so-called desire. Life is desire, death is desire, working hard to make money is desire, and living in extravagance is also desire...
As long as you are still in this world, even if you just think about it, you will still have desires.
Some people bury their desires deep in their hearts, while others magnify their desires infinitely and become slaves to sin. No one can say who is more noble.
It just depends on whether you have the ability to survive.
Wen Ruxi was silent, laughed to herself and said, "You're right."
Probably because the other party's depression was weighing on him, Mo Qing said: "This is reality. Not everyone can control themselves. Those who can control themselves are called humans, and those who cannot control them are called demons."
King Yu has long been possessed by the devil. If he were not just a mortal, he would have been devoured by the devil.
Mo Qing looked down on such a person, felt disgusted, and said he was a demon. As the lord of all demons, she felt a little uncomfortable with it.
It's hard to talk about this topic, and I don't know if Gu Yanzhi heard something, but he stopped walking in front of him.
Mo Qing and others did not let anyone lead the horse. They cast a spell and asked the horse in front to follow Gu Yanzhi.
It stopped suddenly, and she staggered suddenly.
"What to do?" Mo Qingyu frowned, and just now she accidentally knocked her elbow on the edge of the bed. No matter how strong she was, she was still a mortal body. The pain made her nose sore and she almost shed tears.
Mo Qingyu blinked quickly before taking back his gaffe.
Gu Yanzhi's horse came slowly from the front. He was so tall that he couldn't even see his head when he was so close.
His voice was only slightly dull.
"Yuqing Mountain is only a hundred miles away from the Imperial City. We will be there early tomorrow morning if we travel day and night. What do you think, Miss Mo?"
This tone was not asking her, but clearly telling her.
She was afraid that her precious apprentice would be kidnapped by her.
Mo Qing smiled ferociously in his heart, but his face was calm and calm.
"Okay."
Anyway, she has a carriage to ride in, and she can't even feel the bumps even if she performs a small magic. What can she say?
If she had arrived at Yuqing Palace one day earlier, she would have been able to get the Thousand-Year Blood Lotus one day earlier and regain her strength one day earlier.
After she recovers, who will live looking at Gu Yanzhi's face!
What a joke.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves.
Mo Qingyu has lived for so many years, but he doesn't really want to die. At most, he has a bad temper sometimes and wants to show off his temper.
Fortunately, these words were muttered in her heart and Wen Ruxi didn't hear them.
Otherwise, this kid would definitely jump up and retort. Do you call that being a loser? ? ?
Did she forget about being alone under a fan?
If you're in a bad mood, you can do surgery on someone. If you're so good at it, why don't you do it as a widower? Make as many cuts as you want!
The conversation was interrupted by Gu Yanzhi, so Mo Qing and Mo Qing stopped thinking. They galloped along the way, which took a full day and night. At dawn the next morning, Mo Qing and Ke could see the gate of Yuqing Mountain.
The gate of Yuqing Mountain is easy to find, but it is not so easy to go in and find Yuqing Palace.
The ancestors' deception can be broken by ordinary people. Maybe Mo Qing and he could still try it in his heyday, but now he really has no way out without Gu Yanzhi.
The gate of Yuqing Mountain is just a big stone that is two people high. It is still a very ordinary big stone dug out of the mountain. The characters on it are powerful and strong. It can be seen that the person who wrote it has a good character.
Submission - Yuqingshan, three big characters.
Filled with red paint, there is a green brick path behind the rocks, which can only be passed by one person. The weeds beside the path are thick, almost covering half of the mountain road, and there are many weeds growing even on the edges of the rocks.
To be honest, if Gu Yanzhi hadn't led the way, Mo Qingyu wouldn't have recognized that this place, which was even more deserted than the Demon Realm, would actually be the entrance to the famous Yuqing Palace.
Mo Qingyu got off the carriage and looked up at the endless path to the sky.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, we still have to walk up."
Gu Yanzhi raised his hand to hold the backrest of Mo Qingyu's wheelchair, looked down at her and said, "No need."
At the same time, he opened his palms and the jade pendant on his waist flashed, and the seemingly ordinary rocks also lit up.
The path in front of me suddenly turned around, and when I looked closer, I saw a scene of clouds, mist, and towering peaks.
From the majestic cloud-like peaks hangs a waterfall that flows down three thousand feet. The mist formed by the waterfall surrounds the entire Lingshan Mountain.
The surrounding greenery was lush, and the road was not as steep as Mo Qing had imagined. Instead, it was flat, as if it were on flat ground.
This was Mo Qing's first time entering Yuqing Palace.
Jiang Si was holding Li Xuanze, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, while Mo Qing was rocking the wheelchair with him. He had a serious look on his face, and his eyes were motionless as if he was not at all dazzled by the spring scenery of Yuqing Palace.
But in fact, her mind has already scanned this area.
Compared to the devastated and dusty Demon Realm, this Yuqing Palace is indeed the first place of righteousness, with beautiful bells, graceful bells, and picturesque scenery.
Even the spiritual energy of this world is stronger than that of other places.
Originally, those who cultivated immortals did not care about worldly matters, but ghosts were rampant, and those who killed ghosts and demons would inevitably have to interact with these mortals.
The road Gu Yanzhi led everyone on was the main road of Yuqing Palace, and he met many disciples along the way.
Those young disciples are all dressed in white, with a fairy aura, and have many carrot heads. When they are young, they are about the same height as Mo Qing when they stand up.
There are five peaks in Yuqing Palace. In addition to Gu Yan, there are four elders who each sit on one peak.
Qingyun Peak - Gu Yanzhi, Zhezang Peak - Xiao Zhang, Chi Pingfeng - Ke Zongbing, Xuanfeng - Zhuang Wen, Wanhua Peak - Li Zhuoyue.
Mo Qingyu is very aware of the classification within Yuqing Palace, but he has never entered in person.
Looking at it now, she has already silently constructed a map of the entire Yuqing Palace in her mind. Unfortunately, her own strength is limited, and there are many places where she cannot detect even if there are tights set up.
Although Gu Yanzhi has been in seclusion for many years, his reputation is not low in Yuqing Palace. Many disciples who came along the way saluted him with serious faces.
His eyes didn't move too much, but his eyes looked at Gu Yanzhi with a little brightness.
Mo Qing was surprised. Is it surprising that everyone in the Yuqing Palace only raises small pieces of wood?
Sure enough, everyone in the righteous path has the same virtue.
Mo Qing rolled his eyes in his heart and lost interest.
Gu Yanzhi walked quickly without caring about the feelings of Mo Qing and the "disabled person". Wen Ruxi silently pushed Mo Qing and he arrived at the main square. The road here was smooth.
Wen Ruxi smiled and said, "What do you think of Yuqing Palace, Miss Fourth?"
Mo Qingyu nodded and said: "Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, the scenery is very beautiful - why is he walking so fast?"
Wen Ruxi said: "Maybe it's to meet Uncle Xiao."
She twitched her nose and looked a little embarrassed: "Master always says that Uncle Xiao is a loser. He always makes some mistakes when he leaves."
Mo Qing looked at her with raised eyebrows. He didn't expect Gu Yanzhi to say such words. It seemed that Xiao Zhang, his junior brother, Gu Yanzhi was really having a headache.
As the saying goes - one thing comes down to another!
This square is where disciples usually attend morning classes. In the middle there is a ten-meter-high black boulder.
When Mo Qing and Min Min took a closer look, they were frightened by the dense sect rules above and threw their necks back.
God knows she hates these rigid rules.
If you look at it more than once, you feel like you are suffering.
People are already suffering while they are alive, and if they have to have so many rules to restrain themselves, then what is the point of living in this life.
However, people like Gu Yanzhi who are bound by rules are like human beings. Those who are not bound are Mo Qing and demons.
After passing the main square, there are fewer people on the road. This is the road leading to Zhezang Peak.
Somehow Mo Qing had this impression in his mind even though he had never been here before.
It is not difficult to think that it is because some of Wen Ruxi's memories overlapped with the mountain ghost incident.
Fortunately, there was a mask at the time, so Wen Ruxi probably wouldn't have been able to find out it was her.
After all, the moves and appearance are so different.
When Mo Qingyu thought that he had fallen into the tricks of a mere mountain ghost, he felt angry and wanted to drag the ghost out and cut him into pieces.
In the end, he was stabbed crosswise by other ghosts, not even the Ghost Emperor!
Mo Qing and Xian silently made a note to the Ghost Emperor in their hearts, that after they recovered, they would have to knock on the door to get this back.
Thoughts were racing in her mind, but she couldn't see any of them on her face.
He leaned back in the chair bonelessly, letting Wen Ruxi push him, resting his elbows on the armrests, his fists against his head, his eyelids drooping, as if he was about to wake up.
When they reached the top of the mountain, Mo Qing narrowed his eyes as he was stung by the jeweled hall.
Almost blind.
After seeing Wen Ruxi's fantasy, it was really not exaggerated at all.
The roads are paved with gold, the walls are polished and rammed, painted with red paint, the roof is cast with glazed tiles, auspicious beasts guard the house, and night pearls are used as lamps.
Beauties filed out, their noses filled with the scent of powder.
Mo Qing and Fu couldn't help sneezing several times in a row.
Her expression looked a little disgusted: "Is this the Yuqing Palace?"
