It was late at night, and there was only a faint shadow swaying with the candlelight in front of the table.
Qingxu was thinking about something in front of the table. His brows suddenly furrowed and then relaxed, and then he let out a long sigh, and before he knew it, it was dawn.
"I clearly heard before that all the people in the demon world were killed. Why does this book say that the demons in the demon lock tower are the descendants of the demon world?"
Qingxu didn't sleep all night, and his thoughts were a little blurry. He could only stand up with a book to wake up.
Ever since he heard about the strange cause of death from his two disciples, he had always felt that this situation was somewhat similar to the writings he had seen, so he hurriedly searched for it, and sure enough he found the corresponding records.
But in comparison, the scene the two disciples saw was a lot more relaxed. After all, the Zhulong's Extreme Yang bloodline could turn everything into ashes in an instant!
Qingxu couldn't help but wonder, was there something wrong with the Demon Locking Tower that allowed some of the guys to escape? But what exactly it is, you have to wait until you see it with your own eyes before you can make a decision.
"I don't know how long it will take to go down the mountain this time... I have to arrange more work for Qingjing, so that he won't mess around and cause trouble for me..." Qingxu thought to himself as he came to Qingjing's residence and started knocking on the door. door.
This Qing Dynasty has a very regular schedule. According to his recent activities, bursts of explosions should have been heard in the room, but today it was unusually quiet. No matter how many times Qingxu knocked, there was no sound in the room.
"Qingjie? Qingjie, are you still resting?" Qingxu called softly, but what he got was still silence. He couldn't help but think to himself: Could this kid be sulking at himself?
Just as he was hesitating whether to turn around and leave, suddenly there was a loud shouting sound coming from the distance.
"Elder brother! It's not good, it's not good!"
Qingxu was afraid that people would disturb Qingjing, so he made a silent gesture to ask the two of them to wait aside, and muttered something: "The ice has been cold for thousands of years, and all things are especially quiet; the heart should be calm and the air should be calm, look at me alone; the mind and the mind can be united, and the air should be appropriate. Follow each other; they are like each other, and they are not alarmed by anything... What are you doing, why are you so alarmed?"
The two people who ran over were the two Taiyi Pavilion disciples who came to admit their mistakes yesterday. The Jingxin Jue did make them feel panicked and relaxed, but their tone was still very urgent: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, we went against your instructions. …”
"Exhortation? Could it be..." Qingxu suddenly noticed something, and secretly said "Oh no," he directly twisted his fingers and flicked back!
With a loud bang, the door to the room burst open, and there was no longer any obstruction in front of the eyes.
Qingxu shrunk his feet to an inch, and arrived in the house in the blink of an eye. Apart from the four walls, there was only a bed board left in the room. As expected, half of the figure was missing. He frowned and clenched his fists.
"What did I tell you yesterday? How dare you turn a deaf ear to my words?"
Although Qingxu's voice was calm, it sounded like wind and thunder to the ears of the two of them. They fell to their knees with two plops: "You are wronged. We two dare not not listen to what Senior Brother said... That's why Little Elder Qingjing came here yesterday. When they came to find us, we naturally didn't say anything! Unexpectedly, the pure little elder saw that the soft ones were too tough, so he tied us two up directly. He also said...if we didn't tell the truth, he would throw us into the black bamboo forest. ...We had no choice but to tell him the matter..."
"Yes, Senior Brother...Little Elder Qingjing hung us in the woodshed. It was a new handyman named Xiaotian who came to clean this morning and saved us..."
After listening to Qingxu, he felt that what the two disciples described was indeed consistent with Qingxu's style, and he sighed helplessly: "It is indeed not your fault in this matter, you should get up first..."
"Thank you, senior brother..." The two of them stood up quickly after hearing this, but their foreheads were both red.
"How long has he been gone?" Qingxu frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"The little elder found us in the middle of the night yesterday. It should have been three or four hours ago..." One of the disciples counted on his fingers.
After hearing this, Qingxu hurriedly went back to his room to pick up a few things, and then left Taiyi Pavilion without even bothering to tidy up...
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"I have long heard that this Taiyi Pavilion is a blessed land of immortals, and its terrain is amazing! When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved. It would be a good thing if I could stay here to accompany the fairy grass and spirit flowers!" Lang Yun traveled for several days and finally arrived at the foot of Taiyi Pavilion Mountain. Suddenly I felt relaxed and happy.
He came to the stream and took a sip of air. When he saw the reflection in the lake, he couldn't help but sigh again: "The blood of these mortal bodies is really unbearable. They can't sustain it after only a few days... But it doesn't matter. Wait until I Once you find the way to immortality, you no longer have to worry about such things!"
After saying that, he walked along the path in front of him towards the center of Taiyi Pavilion...
Taiyi Pavilion cares about the equality of all living beings, so the environment it is located in is naturally very particular.
I saw the sound of gurgling water, the rustling of wind, the elegant and quiet habitat, the vines entwined with junipers, the cries of orioles and swallows in the sky, and the foxes and rabbits often walking around... At first, Lang Yun was still immersed in the beautiful scenery and couldn't extricate himself, but he The further I walked, the more panicked I became, feeling like something was wrong.
"No...why is this place so familiar to me? Have I been here just now?" Lang Yun glanced around, but the scenery at the fork in the road in front of him was just like what he had seen before.
In order to test his conjecture, Langyun specially marked the tree next to him. Sure enough, not long after, the tree with the mark appeared next to him again.
"Damn it...this...what's going on?" Lang Yun didn't believe in evil and tried several different routes, but in the end they all led him back to the same place.
In addition to the unique scenery, the surrounding environment of Taiyi Pavilion is also a natural formation. Only Taiyi Pavilion people who know the correct route can enter it.
But how could Lang Yun know this? He was still lucky to see no guarding disciples around him. Little did he know that with this natural protection here, how could he waste his extra manpower on useless efforts?
"Impossible...I must have been blinded..." Lang Yun rested for a moment, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward...
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"They seem to be talking about this place..." Qingjing kept running down the mountain all night, and that night he finally arrived at the village the two Taiyi Pavilion disciples were talking about.
"It doesn't look strange just by looking at it... But if it is burnt, there should be some residual burnt smell... But why do I always feel that there is a faint smell of blood here?" Qing Jing observed carefully and noticed this in a short time. The place is unusual.
Although he also wanted to investigate the corpse, the corpse here had been laid to rest by two disciples from Taiyi Pavilion, and Qingjing really didn't want to disturb the deceased's sleep.
Just as he was thinking about where else to leave clues, a faint light suddenly came from the corner of his eye.
Qingjing followed the bright light and came closer, and found that the reflected object was actually a bell. He was also delighted and looked at the dark lump beside the well. This was the donkey mentioned by the two Taiyi Pavilion disciples.
"Good, good! Poor little guy... I also want to clear your grievances. I hope you don't blame Xiaodao..." Qingjing muttered, gritting his teeth and using a sharp tool to cut open the donkey's body, and then his brows became more and more frowning. The deeper.
When suffering from a fire, there will be some ash residue in the mouth, but the mouth and nose of this donkey are clean, and there is no foreign matter present.
Qingjing muttered a few more words, then disemboweled the donkey to see if there was no abnormality in the lungs. But the strange thing is that the blood all over the donkey's body has completely dried up, as if it has been burned by high temperature. In particular, the condition of its body was extremely different, as if boiling water had been poured into its body, and it was burned into pieces of pale white mixed with dark red.
Unable to find anything valuable inside the body, Qingjing could only focus on the donkey's appearance again, hoping to find some fatal wounds as a breakthrough. But the strange thing is that there is no scratch on the donkey's body.
"It's really weird...Why do I always feel like this ball of fire is burning out of the donkey's body..." Qingjing realized that although the donkey looked like charcoal, it was not burned as the disciple said, but instead looked like it was burning. The wrinkles caused by dehydration...but its body surface is bare and not covered by hair, which is really confusing.
"Could it be that the people in this village wanted to make a fool of themselves, but the donkey spirit appeared to take revenge on them..." A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in Qingjing's mind, and he quickly brushed it away.
Qingjing felt that it was not a big deal for him to disembowel the donkey and leave it here, so he dug a hole beside the well and buried it on the spot. The four lives are blessed..." Taiyi Pavilion aims at all things having animism and all things being equal. Although he is just a donkey, the purity is saved by it.
The cleaning movements are quick and it does not take too long to complete these tasks. But maybe because he found nothing, he looked a little disappointed, especially because the vague bloody aura from before always surrounded him, making him unable to calm down no matter what, and he had a huge headache.
At this moment, a "squeak" sound suddenly came from his ear...
Although this sound was not loud and very short, it was particularly obvious in the silent night. Immediately, Qingjing felt a thrill in her heart, and her body couldn't help but tense up.
He looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw that a door not far away was slightly opened with a gap, and in the gap was a thicker night.
At this time, the gap was facing him directly, and it looked like an upright, slightly squinting eye, making him unable to look away.
"Who...who's there?" Qingjing pulled out a detonating charm and held it in front of her, bravely asking. Although he is not timid, if he suddenly encounters this situation, no matter who he is, his first feeling will be terrifying.
"Squeak..." Maybe he understood Qing Jing's words, maybe he was trying to show courtesy, but a mouse squeaked out and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye...
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