Advise Qingshan

As Ye Juan shouted loudly, Wen Mang immediately took a false step, raised his hand with a barrier to cover the crooked little disciples in midair, and forcibly pulled them back to the ground with a spell.

Ye Ju pressed the heads of the children and "bow your head."

The children are still scratching their heads "Huh?"

Ye Zhuo pressed his neck and kept shouting, "Bow your head!"

Almost at the moment when he spoke, there was a sharp whistling sound from the valley, and the little disciple only felt a pain in his ears, it turned out to be the howling wind.The wind was also mixed with fierce impact sounds. The big rocks that turned out to be fists were blown off by the wind, and flew past the small barrier propped up by the warm glow. There was only a click, and a small pavilion on the top of the mountain was smashed. horn.

Ye Zhuao said, "Did the monster clan attack the mountain before with such a big posture?"

The little disciple trembled, "No, no."

Wen Mang asked curiously, "All your elders are not here, and Xue Song just left, and bumped into the largest attacking mountain. What does this mean?"

Ye Zhuo avoided the little disciple, and said in a low voice, "The inner ghost, what else is there?"

They raised their eyes and saw dark clouds all around, filled with evil aura, looking far away, the few traces that Wen Xing cut just now had quietly closed, and the three lights and four seasons flowed in the spirit, revealing mottled colors in the thick clouds. In the colorful light, Wen Xing's figure disappeared in the mist.

The little disciples obviously started to get scared, but Jian Qing finally realized that Brother Shanji might be a senior master, so he eagerly grabbed the sleeve of the senior master, and stammered, "Wen...Elder Wen... is that OK?"

Ye Zhuo's eyes were heavy, but he said, "What's the problem? Wen Xing's cultivation level is so high, these demon cultivators can't help him."

Trembling, the quail-like little disciples calmed down, shrank obediently and stayed together again.

Wen Mang's sound transmission "See what you mean... actually there are some problems?"

Ye Zhu rubbed his chin, "I don't know if it's because of my poor eyesight. I always feel that Wen Xing's spiritual power is flowing intermittently, with a huge momentum but no power to follow. That kind of practice..."

After a while, he denied himself again, "However, people who practice those evil methods often have a murderous look all over their bodies, and they are gloomy and gentle...it doesn't look like it."

Although he is old and dim-sighted now, he can't distinguish between humans and animals [-] meters away, he can't distinguish ginger from meat when eating vegetables, and often doubts his eyes, but after all, he is the former Chongning Immortal Monarch, with extreme swordsmanship, and his eyes are so vicious.

Ta Ling glanced at him and said, "When he was in the tower in the past, I felt that there was something wrong with his exercises. Looking at it today, the problem seems to be more serious."

The little disciple behind him suddenly exclaimed and started whispering, Jian Qing boldly asked, "Senior...senior, what is that?"

Ye Zhuo looked at it as he said, the fog rising in front of his eyes, refracting everything in front of him like a reflection in the water, swaying and swaying, only to see that the snow-capped peak in front of him was divided into several large pieces for no reason, this piece is colorful, snow-covered There are flowers blooming in the middle of nowhere, and that piece of fallen wood is boundless, and bamboo grows out of the stone, which is upside down, as if the scenery from other places in the world has been moved to Xiaquan Mountain.

"Since the formation of three lights and four seasons is going on, there will always be some unusual illusions." Ye Zhuo squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, and said, "Don't worry, I see that your elders have a very high level of cultivation, I think nothing will happen for a while."

Almost at the same time, Wen Mang suddenly gasped, and said via voice transmission, "But Xianjun, he seems to have suffered some injuries?"

Ye Zhu raised his eyebrows.

The school of sword repair is actually a little different from other schools. Chongning Xianjun's line is particularly prosperous. They hardly have any weak successors, and they often become more courageous as they get frustrated.

Ye Zhuo said, "Then I'm right, there is a problem with his martial arts, it's not that others hurt him, but he is hurting himself."

They had a quiet discussion here, neither of them thought that Wen Xing would lose, and they were in a calm mood, but the little disciple had never seen such a battle, so they panicked for a while.

The little braid seemed to know that Ye Jue had an extraordinary background, and asked him in a childish voice, "Senior... us, should we go up and help?"

Before the words fell, another burst of sword energy exploded in the light, and the disciple who couldn't stand still rolled, almost rolled out, but was brought back by the collar led by Ye Zhuo.

While they were talking here, the ground had already trembled several times. If it wasn't for the fact that the spring was a blessed place for immortals, the land would have collapsed, and several mountains would have been shattered.

Ye Zhu wanted to say that in this level of fighting, you go up to deliver food, or the kind of steamed braised braised all depends on the other party's mood, maybe you are in a bad mood and make you wrap wontons and drink white wine, but all the disciples look at him eagerly Yes, these little radishheads don't understand the dangers of cultivating immortals, but they have the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. They watch the battles at the Shenxuan level as if they are playing, and now they are not afraid anymore, and their eyes are shining.

Ye Zhuo looked at his forehead for a while, and said, "Okay, you can't rely entirely on your elders. The monster clan's cooperation is extremely poor, and it's easy to break. You call me senior." He rolled up his sleeves, "I'll give you Explode a formation for fun?"

The little radishes who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth cheered.

Ye Zhuo looked around, "I still need six more people, who else among you can control the sword?"

Jian Qing was among a group of disciples, and nodded his head wanting to cry, and Xiao Zhui'er and others followed suit.

Ye Zhuo counted the number of people, picked out a few who were flying steadily, and told Wen Mang to be optimistic about the remaining disciples.I took out a stack of talismans from the intact sleeve, handed them out one by one, and pointed to the surrounding mountains, "You all fly over, stand still, and stick the talisman on the stone when the firework talisman in my hand explodes ,Understand?"

The little disciples nodded one after another. Ye Zhuo really didn't seem to have any cultivation level, and they didn't understand what the purpose of sticking the talisman was.But Ye Zhuo gave orders with a natural attitude, with a confident attitude in every gesture, they somehow felt that they should obey.

Satisfied with the obedience of the radish heads, Ye Zhuo slapped the Taoist amulet on his body, and took the brunt of flying out with a group of disciples.

Behind them, Wen Mang, who was standing on the top of the tower, watched Ye Zhuo fly away, and suddenly caught a small moan in the air. He looked back at Jian Bai's blank face, and patted his head lightly, "You're awake!" .”

Jian Bai supported Ta Ling to stand up, not knowing what was going on for a moment, and said in a daze, "This is..."

Ta Ling said casually, "You vomited blood and passed out. Your elder Xuesong is back, and the attack on the mountain is halfway done."

Jian Bai let out a long sigh of relief, "Thank you for letting me know, since Elder Xue Song is here, I will take my leave."

After finishing speaking, he wobbled his flying sword, and casually swiped towards Yaoxiu, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed Wen Mang's sleeve suddenly.

Wen Mang had lingering fears about his mouthful of old blood that nourished Xianjun, and looked at him vigilantly, "What?" He looked forward suspiciously, and saw Jian Qing and the carrot heads flying in mid-air, they were obviously not Terrified, flying wobbly, especially Jian Qing's sword, it was almost shaking, and with eyes closed, I could imagine how the sword's owner was screaming at this time.

Wen Mang knew that he was worried about his younger brother, so he pointed at the heroic posture of Chongning Xianjun from a distance - Xianjun's flying was straight, like a peerless club, reckless, with great courage to go forward.

He comforted, "Don't worry, he's very strong. You can see how much he flies. He can protect your brother."

Jian Bai spat out another mouthful of blood.

Things happened frequently on their side, but Ye Jue's side went very smoothly.

The Three Lights and Four Seasons Formation is extremely powerful, but it is not difficult to break it. This formation is built according to the natural landscape, which coincides with the circulation of the four seasons. As long as you paste the Fengshui seal talisman on the corresponding position to reverse the feng shui, the formation will be weak in succession.However, both the human formation and the talismans have long since declined, and Ruo Da Xiaquan Palace couldn't find one that could break the formation.

When the little disciples flew to the place, Ye Zhuo gestured, and they pasted up the talismans.Then breaking the formation is just a matter of time.

He stopped at the point of action, and the formation was broken, and the rest were definitely not Wen Xing's opponents.

Ye Zhuo was also afraid of being caught by others, so he confiscated too much participation when he saw a good deal, took these young people back to the top of the mountain, forged the identity of a wandering casual cultivator, ignored Jian Qingjian Bai's distrustful eyes, called After they didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, they waved their hands to let them go away, and jumped back into the tower under the cover of Wen Mang.

He went straight to the last floor, pretending he hadn't found anything, Tao Shu Tao Niang had disappeared.He leaned on the stele and sat down cross-legged by himself.

Ye Zhu casually lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat on the ground, "Wen Mang, what is the current form of the human race and the monster race?"

Wen Mang folded his arms and looked at him, "The situation is like water and fire. This generation of Xiaquan suzerain is extremely disgusted with monsters. You saw those two just now. They are called Taosu. They only rob money, not kill. It is to scare people. Don't you They won’t force you if they give you money. In your era, they didn’t have the right to go to white prison.”

He paused, "Compared to your time, the relationship between the two clans has really changed a lot. Especially in the past twenty years, the monster clan has frequently attacked the mountain, and it is obvious that they cannot be attacked, and they still attack. I don't know why."

Ye Zhu rubbed his chin, "It's very novel."

Wen Mang added, "Oh, by the way, it's strange to say that every time the monster clan attacks the mountain, that apprentice of yours is going down the spring."

Ye Zhuo said, "You mean the Yaozu came after him? Then he has a lot of secrets." He stretched his arms and thought for a while, and then said, "Not only the Yaozu, Xiaquan Palace has also changed a lot compared to my time."

So rarely, he suddenly felt that things are right and people are wrong.

This feeling is very strange. All these years since he fell into immortality, he has only asked about the world of cultivating immortals. He has been wandering in the common world, not sticking to one place, always changing his residence, which town has the most beautiful girl, which restaurant's storyteller has the best story Alright, he will go wherever he wants, he has been so chic and lively for more than a hundred years, as if he wants to roll all the red dust that was cut off when he was cultivating immortals.

Many people feel that losing one's cultivation is a very disturbing thing, especially if one falls from the clouds, it is better to never go to Qingyun in the first place.However, Xianjun suddenly became a mortal, but he didn't feel troubled. Instead, he enjoyed it. It was like peeling off a layer of clothes for others to see. The complicated and luxurious but heavy coat made him breathe again.

He has been so chic for more than a hundred years, and only when he revisited his old place and saw Xiaquan's current appearance, he suddenly realized that it was indeed not that era.

Ye Zhuo sighed, "It's really a talented person from generation to generation."

Probably because Ye Zhuo's natural attributes are not suitable for touching the scene. Before he can pull out the two-sentence sour poems from the book that hurt the times, he is fluttering on his sleeves and pretending to be a down-and-out talent, and Gu Ying feels sorry for himself. , Wen Mang suddenly said coolly, "It's not that there are generations of talents, I guess your old 96 generations of grandchildren were born."

Ye Zhuo was surprised, "How many?"

So Ta Ling stated to him what he had seen and heard in the past years. It turned out that after Chongning Immortal Lord ascended, seven or eight hundred more filial sons and grandsons who recognized relatives suddenly appeared in the mortal world.

The princes of these immortals are also very proud of the immortals. At present, their main work is to carry flags and walk around the streets shouting fortune-telling, and carrying baskets to sell fake medicines with aunts and aunts, and catch ten on the street. "Tie Zui Zhao, Tie Zui Li, Tie Zui Zhou Wu Zhengwang" can all have a relationship with Chongning Immortal, and it doesn't matter if Ye Chongning is a swordsman, he can't read palmistry at all. It probably has something to do with the fact that he has read the handwritten thickened version of "Duke Zhou Interpreting Dreams".

Ye Zhuo was amazed, wondering, "It's really hard for them, for the sake of my descendants, I don't hesitate to die myself."

I don't know if he rushed out to clean up the house and asked the 79th generation grandson to quickly recognize his parents and mother, Ye Zhu felt a little restless for a while.

Fortunately, Wen Xing didn't make him wait for a long time, and before it was time for a cup of tea, Wen Mang was having a fart with Xianjun, but he was choked, and suddenly he didn't make a sound. The shadow flickered, disappeared without a trace, and only whispered in Ye Zhuo's ear, "Xian Jun, Wen Xing is back."

——Really very promising, afraid of his master's disciple, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Before he finished speaking, a cold white sword glow appeared in Ye Zhu's sight, illuminating the square inch of the land.This sword light is like ice and snow, just like Wen Xing's people, there is an aura of disrespect in the coldness.Ye Zhuo hurriedly supported him to stand up, and seeing the light of the sword dissipate, revealing a figure in it, Wen Xing retracted the sword and coughed twice in a hoarse voice.

Ye Zhuo pretended not to know anything, and instantly changed his face, looking scared, "Senior, what happened outside?"

"It's nothing." Wen Xing didn't want to mention it, he glanced at Ye Zhuo, and said, "I have sent someone to find the suzerain, and there will be a reply within two days."

——It was about telling the suzerain to let him go out.

Ye Ju was indifferent to this matter, and he wanted to find out what was going on with that fake fairy.However, without waiting for him to test out, he casually scanned Wen Xing's whole body, frowned suddenly, caught Wen Xing's pulse with his finger, and wondered, "They didn't heal you?"

Although Ye Zhuo broke the formation sneakily later, it was delayed for a while.Previously, the seven demons joined forces to attack, and Wen Xing took most of it by himself, but the aftermath had already made many juniors unable to stand up, and Wen Mang was still needed to resolve it with an enchantment. Although Wen Xing had a high level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to retreat completely.According to Ye Zhuo's previous guess, if the elders in the door were injured, they should rest carefully for a few days anyway, supplemented by pills and spirit stones, otherwise the injuries would sink in and would leave hidden dangers for the future.

Wen Xing withdrew his hand, brushed him away with his sleeve, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you, no need to mention it."

Seeing him repelling, Ye Zhu withdrew his hand.Secretly transmitted Wen Mang, "What's going on here?" He frowned, "When will I go to Spring Palace to treat my disciples like this?"

Wen Mang said, "I don't know. Every time he attacked the mountain, he came out of the tower. It seems that he has never healed his injuries."

Ye Zhuo was frightened for a moment, and sneered, "That's strange, is this treating people like gods and beasts guarding the mountain? Those little disciples admire him so much, do you know how this elder is treated in the sect?"

In the early years, many immortal sects used prohibition to restrain demon cultivators, forcing them to stay in their original form, called mountain guard beasts, and used formations to drive them when attacking mountains. Not to mention healing, the speed of replacing demon cultivators even became a tool to show off their financial resources .

Immortal Chongning has never been used to things like guarding mountain gods and beasts. He has always advocated that repairing wells with monsters should not interfere with river water. Now the behavior of going down to the spring is a bit of a slap in the face.

But Ye Zhuo's expression changed many times, Wen Xing ignored it, just took out something from his sleeve, handed it to Ye Zhuo, and said coldly, "Stay here these two days, don't walk around casually, someone will come to pick you up naturally."

Ye Zhuo accepted it according to his words, it was a small lamp, the same as the one Jian Bai brought down, when Wen Xing handed it over, Wen Xing ignited a bit of spiritual power to go in, and the warm yellow fireworks rose up with a "sigh", and the A small area around was brightly illuminated, and small flames were reflected in Ye Zhuo's black pupils.

This kind of brightness is enough for Ye Zhuo, who is severely night blind, to take a good look at this cheap apprentice he picked up.

It is said that people look beautiful under the lamp, but Wen Xing's bullying Saixue's brows are soft and messy under the warm yellow halo, and there seem to be stars in his eyes. Even the immortal Chongning has seen countless beauties, so he has to Admittedly, this is really a peerless beauty with excellent skin and bones.

Ye Ju lowered his head to look at the fire light, "Give it to me?"

Wen Xing's tone was flat, "The tower is cold and cold, and with the spiritual fire by your side, you will not die here."

Ye Zhuo smirked, thinking, "I won't die here if anyone dies."

Having said that, he appreciates Wen Xing's kindness. After all, Ye Zhuo has no cultivation and is of no use value. Even in Wen Xing's view, he can freeze to death in the White Prison in minutes. Wen Xing Giving him the lamp was really just out of kindness towards a vulnerable stranger.

Immortal Chongning has never been stingy with compliments, thinking about it, he just smiled and said, "Elder, you are so kind."

Wen Xing showed no expression, turned around and left.

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When I read it myself, I thought I was so long-winded == Do the cuties think that I talk too much nonsense?