"The teleportation array must have been damaged." A small voice sounded in the darkness, just enough for Fu Zhu to hear it, as if it was specifically meant for her to hear.
Fu Zhu looked at the source of the sound with some uncertainty. Judging from the direction of the sound, it looked like the girl wearing a curtain hat.
The furry touch brushed against her hand, and the girl moved two steps here and said without emotion: "There is a problem with the teleportation array. You and your companions remember to stay tight to avoid being teleported to different places due to space confusion. ”
The girl seems to know the teleportation array very well. Even though the world is spinning and pitch black at this moment, she still maintains a calm mind and looks calm and calm. She doesn't seem to worry about being misinformed at all.
Fu Zhu held Wu Sheng's hand tightly, and just as she was about to thank the kind girl, a huge air flow rolled up, and someone seemed to push her behind her. She fell down and stepped on a piece of soft ground.
The surroundings were a little dark, but the wind blowing from above her head showed that she had left the teleportation array.
The air becomes fresher.
"Why were you teleported to this wilderness?"
"What a broken teleportation array, and you wasted ten spiritual stones on me!"
"I don't know if this place is closer to Zhaosheng City or to Caixiatai. If it's closer to Zhaosheng City, I have to go back and ask them, asking them to compensate me for the spiritual stone..."
"There is a mountain road here, let's go."
There were more than thirty people sitting on the teleportation array, but there seemed to be only six or seven people here. Fu Zhu thought of the words of the girl in the curtain hat. It seemed that everyone was teleported to different locations due to space confusion.
"Choo Choo Choo--"
The snow-white little fox bit the hem of Fu Zhu's skirt and screamed in a low voice.
A flash of surprise flashed across Fu Zhu's eyes, and she knelt down to touch the little fox's head. A female voice came from behind her, "Mianmian, how many times have I taught you not to bite other people's clothes."
Fu Zhu's hand paused and did not fall again. But the little fox raised his head, rubbed her palm, made a purring sound, and lay down and rolled at her feet.
The girl in the curtain hat picked up the little white fox and apologized softly to Fu Zhu, "It likes to bite people's clothes. I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter." Fu Zhu stood up and said in a gentle tone, "Is it called Mian Mian? It's very cute."
The girl nodded, "Yes, my first name is Mian Mian, my nickname is Mian Mian."
She is a bully and fears the strong. Usually she only dares to get close to people who seem to have a good temper and bites their clothes. If she meets a strong and sturdy person, she will shrink into her arms and tremble.
"My name is Si Zhi, I am an array master and a talisman master." After introducing the little fox, the girl in the curtain hat introduced herself.
That's it, no wonder she seems to know so much about teleportation arrays. Fu Zhu smiled slightly and said, "Fu Zhu, it's..."
"He is a sword cultivator." Sizhi took her words and said, "I can see it. The sword on his waist is obvious."
"But the two swords on your waist are very different."
On her waist was a frosty sword with a simple but elegant scabbard. The scabbard of the other sword was made of a material that could not be seen. It looked like dry tree bark, which was somewhat incompatible with the girl's temperament.
Fu Zhu smiled and said nothing.
"It should be that the position of the formation stones has shifted, which is why we were teleported here." Si Zhi looked up at the sky, then retracted his gaze, "It moved south."
From Zhaosheng City to Caixiatai, there is a straight line from east to west. If it moved southward as Sizhi said, wouldn't it be in the southeast direction now?
The ruins that Mr. Zi mentioned happened to be in the southeast...
Fu Zhu didn't know if this was a coincidence or a real accident. Maybe there was some divine will. There is no missing step on the road we should take.
"It's really strange. Why have we walked for so long and still haven't left this mountain?"
"Yes, I have almost finished eating the Bigu Pills. If I can't go out again, I will starve to death here. Will the first monk who starved to death be recorded in the true history of cultivation?"
"You have a pretty good idea. You are the only one in the Foundation Establishment realm. Who cares? If you were as strong as Venerable Qingyun, I might be able to open a separate page for you." My companion said jokingly.
The man snorted coldly, "What good is it to be like Venerable Qingyun, to be criticized by future generations? To be infamy for thousands of years?"
"I'm talking about strength, not character. Do you dare to say that you don't envy Venerable Qingyun's strength?"
This couldn't be said without conscience, so the man fell silent.
But there was another sigh, "Actually, apart from killing his wife to achieve enlightenment, Venerable Qingyun really doesn't have much to say about other aspects."
Everyone was silent. Yes, Venerable Qingyun was able to slay evil demons and subjugate demonic cultivators. He used a bamboo sword to speak out when encountering injustice. He became famous at a young age and ascended to the throne after thousands of years. Such talent was difficult for countless people to match.
In fact, many people once regarded him as a role model, which is why they reacted so strongly after he killed his wife.
Fu Zhu noticed something was wrong with the girl next to him, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
Si Zhi came back to her senses and tried to calm down her ups and downs, but her tone still showed her uneasiness, "How can they talk about Venerable Qingyun like this? I don't believe that Venerable Qingyun really killed his wife to achieve enlightenment!"
Um...it seems that Si Zhi is still an admirer of Venerable Qingyun.
Fu Zhu didn't pay much attention to the deeds of Venerable Qingyun. She only knew that he had ascended for thousands of years, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.
Her goal is to be the latecomer and surpass him.
As for whether he killed his wife and became enlightened, Fuzhu actually didn't care at all. But ever since she got the Wuxi Sword belonging to Venerable Qingyun from the Sword Tomb, there seemed to be more people and things about Venerable Qingyun around her.
Si Zhi turned to look at Fu Zhu, "Do you also believe that Venerable Qingyun really killed his wife to achieve enlightenment?"
Fu Zhu shook his head under her serious gaze, and Si Zhi finally smiled, but heard that the girl's answer was not the answer she wanted to hear.
"I don't know." Fu Zhu said calmly.
Si Zhi's expression suddenly dimmed. She thought she had finally met someone who believed in Venerable Qingyun.
But what she said was that she didn't know. This answer was very sincere. She didn't follow what others said or hold any prejudice. Si Zhi felt relieved in her heart.
"Then why do you believe in Venerable Qingyun so much?" Fu Zhu asked her, tilting her head.
Sizhi touched Mianmian's head and said stubbornly: "I just believe it."
She has been determined to travel throughout the world of cultivation since she was a child to find out the real facts about Lord Qingyun's ascension and prove his innocence.
Fu Zhu glanced at Si Zhi complicatedly. When Lord Qingyun ascended, was she not born yet?
As if he understood what Fu Zhu was thinking, Si Zhi said, "Although I have never met Venerable Qingyun, our family has received favor from him."
"There is a book about the deeds of Venerable Qingyun in my family. I have read it many times since I was a child, and all I heard were stories of his heroic deeds."
Finally, Si Zhi added: "There is also the story between Venerable Qingyun and his Taoist companion. I don't think their relationship is like what outsiders say."
"In my ancestral hall, there is also a portrait of Venerable Qingyun and his wife. Venerable Qingyun's wife is very beautiful. She looks like a fairy in white clothes. She doesn't look like a mortal at all."
In the portrait, Venerable Qingyun's gentle eyes only fell on his wife, as if she was the only one in the world.
And that beautiful woman, with her eyes looking far away, was angry and happy.
Don't guess π_π
