"Oh? Really?" A faint smile appeared on Zhou Ruoxiao's face, and then he asked, "I'm very optimistic about this young man who has a dream. If one day he doesn't want to go back to Qingcheng Mountain, you can ask him to consider coming to me. Chang'an."
Sima Nan nodded slightly and said, "I will definitely tell you."
"By the way, I remember that when the Demon Emperor died, he seemed to have left behind a Demon Emperor's Sword. It is said that the Demon Emperor's Sword was not only the destiny of the Demon Clan, but also an important token of the Demon Emperor's inheritance." Zhou Ruoxiao He seemed to be speaking calmly, "The only ones who finally came out of that place were you from Qingcheng Mountain, so... do you know where the Demon Emperor Sword went?"
Sima Nan said in a deep voice, "The Demon Emperor's Sword has been destroyed a long time ago. It was destroyed by Emperor Jiang himself."
"Oh? Really? It seems that my memory is bad. Since it was destroyed by Emperor Jiang himself, it seems that it was really destroyed. That's right, the Demon Emperor's Sword is gone, and the Demon Clan will naturally be defeated. But look It seems that the demon clan is still quite strong. I don’t know what means they used to survive for so long without losing their luck. It’s as mysterious as your Qingcheng Mountain!" Zhou Ruoxiao’s eyes were filled with suspicion.
Logically speaking, if the Demon King Sword is really destroyed, then the demon clan's luck should have been cut off long ago. Once its luck is destroyed, then the demon clan will be completely destroyed under the reincarnation of heaven, and the demon clan's luck will be cut off. , will also cause the fate of Qingcheng Mountain to collapse.
However, after spending a long time in Qingcheng Mountain, he was surprised to find that although Qingcheng Mountain's luck was not very prosperous, it was not depressed either, just like a trickle.
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Sima Nan said after a long silence.
"Do you want to tell me the truth or a lie?" Zhou Ruoxiao said with a smile.
Hearing this, Sima Nan glanced at Zhou Ruoxiao with a slight twinkle in his eyes. Then he bent his right index finger slightly, and a golden dragon flew swiftly from outside the hall. Its whole body shone with brilliant golden light and exuded a majestic and domineering aura. Most people don't even have the courage to open their eyes and look directly at it.
As this little dragon, which was only one finger long, flew, the entire Qingcheng Mountain seemed to have undergone some changes unconsciously.
Not only is the aura in the air a little thinner, but even the leaves of the evergreen trees have lost a bit of their luster. The sun that originally shone warmly in the sky has also flickered behind the dark clouds, as if it doesn't want to stay on Qingcheng Mountain anymore. .
"This aura?" Zhou Ruoxiao stared straight at the little golden dragon with a puzzled expression on his face.
Sima Nan stretched out his index finger and let the little dragon wrap around his finger.
"What? Don't you recognize the smell on it?"
"A dead person?" Zhou Ruoxiao asked with some confusion. At this moment, his mind was overlapping the aura he felt on this little dragon with the figure of a young man deep in his memory.
"Haha, that's not the case. If he really dies, there will be no luck left." Sima Nan stared at the little dragon, with a faint look of memory in his eyes.
"Luck is invisible and intangible, but it can affect the changes of everything invisibly. If a person lacks luck, everything will go wrong. If a sect lacks luck, it will also go to the wrong direction. Destruction. As for those who have great fortune, they are either wealthy and powerful, or they are the proud sons of heaven.
However, luck is destined by heaven. There are almost no acquired things that can improve a person's luck. but……"
"But you happen to have it in Qingcheng Mountain!" Zhou Ruoxiao said.
"Yes, our Qingcheng Mountain has a unique formation that can bind the luck of two things together. To put it simply, as long as his luck continues, then our Qingcheng Mountain's luck will not be broken!" Sima Nan explained.
"Then your Qingcheng Mountain is really not destined to die. I hope you Qingcheng Mountain can continue to live and try to live as long as possible."
Although he could feel that the formation that Sima Nan said was definitely not that simple and retained a lot of information, Zhou Ruoxiao didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked out the door.
Sima Nan watched Zhou Ruoxiao's back, which disappeared in a few flashes.
After confirming that Zhou Ruoxiao had left, Sima Nan loosened his fingers, and the golden dragon hovered into the sky and melted into the top of the hall.
When the golden dragon melted into the top of the hall, a large sea of dense and colorful clouds floated out above the hall.
In this sea of clouds, countless colorful little dragons, one finger long and short, seemed to be floating in the sea of clouds according to some special trajectory, forming a faint circle.
If you observe carefully, you can find that each little dragon is tightly wrapped and bound by a green silk thread. Every time these little dragons turn around, a little blood will overflow from their bodies and melt into the sea of clouds.
Every drop of blood spilled will make the bodies of these little dragons become smaller, and the size of the sea of clouds will become larger.
Sima Nan looked at this scene with a satisfied smile on his face.
Zhou Ruoxiao's guess was not wrong. What Sima Nan said about Qingcheng Mountain's luck formation is not that simple. This sea of clouds represents Qingcheng Mountain's current luck, and the little dragons in the sea of clouds are all looking for it from Sima Nan. Those who had great fortune were deprived of them by various means or transactions.
Among them, the little golden dragon was obtained by Sima Nan from Jiang Fengqing.
However, relying solely on the luck of these people, it would be too much to support Qingcheng Mountain, which has been declining for so many years.
Sima Nan stared at a dark figure deep in the sea of clouds, the smile on his face gradually solidified, and his eyes were full of complexity.
"You will definitely understand me..."
A cold wind swept over Qingcheng Mountain, carrying with it the hustle and bustle of Chang'an City, and unceremoniously plucked a fragrant peach blossom from the old peach tree at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.
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Yuzhou, Prefecture Mufu.
It was still snowing heavily in the courtyard, and heavy snow covered the green bricks and tiles. The green pine trees seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the endless heavy snow, and the original greenness was wrapped in white. Strictly true.
Li Muzhi was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with hot tea brewing on the table.
The warmth of this pot of hot tea is accentuated by the cold air.
If the well-informed Elder Yuehai came here, he would definitely be surprised.
The small piece of wood used in the small stove was actually cut from the trunk of the fourth-grade monster Tianqing Dryad. When burning, it not only emits a calming fragrance, but the flame is extremely stable, and even strong winds and waves will not affect its burning at all.
This small piece of wood alone can be sold for thousands of taels of silver in the market, and almost all of it has a price but no market, and demand exceeds supply.
Looking at this stove again, it is not ordinary. Although it looks like it is just made of ordinary iron, the material it uses is actually the purple black flint from the deep sea volcano. Every small piece is worth thousands of gold, and this deep sea volcano is the only one in the South China Sea. Now it has been demonized. Occupied by the remnants of the clan, ordinary warriors would die if they wanted to go there, let alone collect this Zixuan flint!
As for the tea being brewed, it is even more remarkable.
At this time, the tea had just boiled, and the emitted water vapor began to float in the cold air along with the fragrance of the tea leaves. However, the water vapor was thick and did not disperse, but just hovered around the serious-looking Li Muzhi.
Thick water vapor enveloped Li Muzhi, as if it was trying to seal all the aroma of the brewed tea around him.
Even with Elder Yuehai's many years of experience, he may not be able to tell the origin of this stove tea, which can actually undergo such wonderful changes.
"You're back." Li Muzhi, who had been closing his eyes in deep thought, suddenly said. The aroma of tea all around him gathered together and was inhaled into his nose like a river.
As for the large cloud of water vapor, it all dissipated in an instant, and the wood blocks under the stove on the table also stopped burning.
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the snow in the courtyard.
A figure in a colorful costume walked over slowly, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the thick snow.
The snow is falling harder.
When this figure walked into the hall, three more figures floated out from behind the costumes.
It was the four actors.
"Greetings to Mr. Zhou Mu." The four of them knelt down and said.
Li Muzhi's face was calm, and he poured himself a cup of tea in a leisurely manner, took a sip, and said, "This is good tea. Your Lord Leng from Yanzhou sent it to me specially. It is from the four major tea brands in Kyushu." The fragrance of lotus, one of the famous teas, not only calms the mind and strengthens the muscles and bones, but also improves the talent of high-level warriors for enlightenment. However, this tea is only produced in Changbai Mountain in Yanzhou and cannot be found anywhere else."
The four of them lowered their heads and showed no reaction.
"Haha, why are you all so polite now? It's almost the Chinese New Year, wish me a happy New Year in advance? Let me tell you, I don't have any red envelopes for you now." Li Muzhi said with a smile, "But come and drink. Would you like a drink?"
The four of them felt even more ashamed when they heard this.
They originally thought that this mission would be successful. After all, they had experienced hundreds of battles and had successfully assassinated many powerful men, and they had no idea how difficult and difficult the mission was to be completed.
Facing the target this time, there is a person who does not know martial arts and a sixth-level cultivation level. Moreover, they have plenty of time and are not limited to location.
Under such conditions, they all failed!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel guilty again.
There was something wrong with my mentality this time, which was also an important reason for the failure of this mission.
Just like when they were performing missions in the past, these people kept their heads in their belts and didn't care about life or death.
However, this time, perhaps they knew that if they killed the two targets of the mission, they would probably offend some powerful people.
This allowed them to start thinking about what they could do to confuse the audience and reduce their guilt before they killed the target.
"It's our incompetence! Please calm down Master Zhou Mu and give the four of us another chance!" Sheng gritted his teeth and said.
"Haha, you guys are really brave. You have made things like this and you dare to come to see me. Not bad, not bad!" Li Muzhi said with a sneer.
Hearing this, Sheng banged his head on the ground and said, "Please forgive me!"
The other three followed suit.
Li Muzhi smiled and said, "You are also a smart person. Don't you want to make excuses for yourself now?"
"Failure is failure, there are no reasons or excuses!" Sheng said in a deep voice.
bang bang bang
Li Muzhi gently stroked his palm, with a smile on his face, then picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.
"You guys are making a bit of noise kneeling in the house, so go kneel outside."
The four actors stood up without hesitation, walked outside and knelt down in the ice and snow.
Li Muzhi swallowed a small mouthful of tea leaves and chewed them in his mouth. Then he seemed to be dissatisfied with the taste of the tea leaves and spat it out gently.
A ball of tea leaves that he chewed flew towards the four people kneeling outside at a speed that was almost impossible to catch.
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All four of them had a small wound penetrating from front to back in the same position on the right side of their chests. However, none of the four of them could explain clearly what had just happened.
They all felt that the wound seemed to have been directly hit by some hard and small object flying at high speed. The entire wound muscles were directly taken out by the object, and the muscles around the wound felt tearing pain.
If that was the case, they would not show any pain. However, the wound was located on one of their ribs. Their ribs were completely penetrated and broken, and the broken bone stabbed right into the side of their ribs. On the heart!
Now every time their heart beats, it will cause broken bones and cause damage to the heart.
The severe and endless heartache makes people miserable!
Even though his mind is as firm as theirs, they are unable to relax when faced with such pain.
However, at this time, he breathed a sigh of relief. He endured the pain all over his body and tried his best to bend down and shout loudly, "Thank you... ahem... Mr. Zhou Mu for your gift!"
As he was speaking, a mouthful of blood surged up into his throat, causing him to cough violently. A large mouthful of blood mixed with unknown meridian fragments and internal organ fragments spat out from his mouth.
The dripping warm blood soon soaked the snow, turning a large area red.
Although the other three people didn't know why they said this, they managed to follow suit due to years of tacit understanding and trust.
Four large blood flowers bloomed on the white snow in the courtyard. Li Muzhi couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.
It has to be said that this actor's life is really smart. He knows that the way he hurts them is to save their lives and give them a chance.
If you really don't want to keep them, then there is no need to punish them, just kill them.
"Tell me, how did you miss?" Li Muzhi asked.
A trace of joy flashed in Sheng's eyes. Li Muzhi said these words, which meant that he wanted to let them go.
