High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Xuandu had already raised his foot and walked towards the courtyard.

Looking at Xuandu's back, Qi Yumen had no choice but to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, and hurriedly followed.

After such a short time, Qi Yumen seemed to have known each other for a long time, calling Xuandu's name very familiarly.

Qi Yumen walked side by side beside Xuandu, leaning sideways and said: "Xuandu, this monster is very cunning, you have to be careful later!"

Xi Hua's complexion was not very good-looking from the beginning.

Especially after he subconsciously stopped Qi Yumen's movements.

Xi Hua was startled to realize that he seemed to care too much about Xuan Du.

No, this is not right.

I shouldn't interfere in so many things, whether it's Qi Yumen or other people I will meet in the future, these are all Xuandu's own affairs, and it should be his own choice.

In this world, I just need to be a qualified bystander.

After all, the purpose of this lower bound is to resolve that unresolved obsession.If on the contrary, you are still trapped by obsession, confined by love, and wait until the day when the emperor returns from calamity, I'm afraid that you will never have the face to see him again.

Probably because of thinking of the sacred and majestic figure of the emperor sitting high on the clouds in his memory, Xi Hua's originally chaotic mood gradually calmed down.

So when he saw Qi Yumen leaning towards Xuandu again, Xi Hua was already almost calm, at least on the surface calmly watching all this.

It's just that Xuandu doesn't seem to like being so close to outsiders, every time Qi Yumen is about to approach, Xuandu will always move away in due course.

So the two kept a distance that was not too far or too close.

Whether Xuandu is in the temple or walking outside these years, even if he is a monk, there will still be many people who want to post it.Among them, there are not a few who express their love for him.

As for how to avoid these people, Xuandu almost formed his own method.

After discovering that this little trick of his own didn't work for Xuandu, Qi Yumen stopped his meaningless behavior a little embarrassingly, and said with a little embarrassment: "Master Xuandu is really unreasonable and heartless. want."

Xuandu stopped in his tracks, he ignored Qi Yumen's complaints.

It's been a while since they came in, but the not-so-long road in front of them has not yet been completed.

Xuandu asked calmly: "Fellow Daoist Qi, what kind of monster is this Miss Wang?"

Qi Yumen was still whispering beside him, as if he didn't hear Xuandu's question.

Xuandu looked at the other party, and suddenly gave a loud scold.

The sound was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded directly in Qi Yumen's ears, making him wake up suddenly, and only then did he realize what kind of stupid things he had just done.

Qi Yumen's expression changed, "I've got the point!"

The somewhat foolish expression on his face finally put away, and turned into a little embarrassment.

He gritted his teeth and said: "The last time I saw it was just a little fox demon who had only practiced for a hundred years. I never killed it on the spot, and I spared its life. I didn't expect it to dare to tease me now!"

Speaking of which, Qi Yumen bit his fingertips, drew a talisman in the air, and shouted: "Break!"

As Qi Yumen's voice fell to the ground, the scene in front of them seemed to change instantly.

They were still at the gate of the small courtyard at this time, and they hadn't walked ten steps yet.

The faces of the two of them obviously changed after discovering this situation.

Xuandu clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, are you sure this is really just a fox demon who has only practiced for a hundred years?"

Ordinary fox demons don't have such abilities.

Suddenly there was a strange wind with a strange fragrance in the courtyard.

A somewhat indistinguishable voice sounded in the air, "Ah, today another little monk came, let me smell it—"

There seemed to be a sound of swallowing saliva in the air, and a black figure flew out of the room with claws and teeth, and said with a shrill and strange laugh: "Young monk who smells so good, this is the first time I have met a monk who smells so good. Let me want it now, I can't hold it anymore!"

Speaking of the latter, the voice of the black shadow became louder and louder, as if it wanted to jump directly at Xuandu.

But just when it was about to make a move, it suddenly stopped, "No, there is another smell, and another person..."

This group of invisible monsters tried their best to find the source of this strange fragrance, but felt that this vague fragrance was ten thousand times more attractive than this monk.

It has a feeling that if it can devour this soul, even if it only takes a bite, it will be of great benefit!

Qi Yumen looked at the black shadow in front of him, and couldn't help but said: "What is this thing! Last time it was just a fox demon!"

As for Xuandu, when the other party said that there was another person, his calm face finally moved.

Is that person by your side now?

Xi Hua wasn't very flustered when he was called out by this monster, he just said to the system: "I didn't expect to meet such an extremely rare monster here."

Mirage.

The conditions for the production of this kind of monster are extremely harsh, and it is very rare in the world. It is very good at illusions and understands people's hearts.

There are recorded powerful mirages that can easily destroy a city, causing the entire city's people to get lost in the illusion, unable to break free, and these trapped human beings will eventually become nourishment for the mirage.

The mirage in front of him obviously had the same idea.

It's just that the other party's cultivation base seems not enough. For the entire Xianju City, we can only slowly weave illusions to eat away at them, instead of creating illusions that trap the entire city in an instant like some mirages.

The members of the Wang family were kept, and they were even asked to go out to find reinforcements. Obviously, this mirage was not satisfied with only ordinary humans, but wanted monks as its nourishment.

However, it can also be seen that this mirage is very confident in its own strength, or it simply has something to rely on.

The mirage circled twice in the air, resisting the urge to rush over directly.

Let alone the monk, it is the very attractive smell of the Tao, but at the same time it is accompanied by a very strong and dangerous smell.

Frontal combat has never been their specialty. After weighing it up, the mirage disappeared into the air as if blown away by the wind.

A white mist instantly filled the surroundings of the few people, blocking each other's sight.

At this moment, the Buddhist beads on Xuandu's wrist were automatically detached, as if turning into a sharp sword, piercing through the white mist ahead.

But Xuandu sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes and folded his palms together, and a paragraph of complex and profound Sanskrit words came out of his mouth, flying into the surrounding mist as if with substance.

As Xuandu continued to chant sutras, the surrounding white mist seemed to gradually fade away.

But in a moment, it has gradually changed from an invisible object at the beginning to a blurry figure in front of it.

It's just that after such a short time, Qi Yumen didn't know where he ran, and Xuandu called twice, but no one answered.

The string of Buddhist beads flew back into Xuandu's hand again, and he stood up from the ground.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the mist, with its back facing Xuandu, wearing a white brocade robe with cloud patterns, the wide girdle made the waist appear very slender, and the figure was thin, as if it was not in good health.

When seeing this figure, Xuan Du and Xi Hua were taken aback for a moment.

At this time, it seemed that someone was looking over, and the figure whose back was facing moved for a moment, then turned slightly sideways, and looked towards Xuandu.

Black and white eyes, round apricot eyes with a hint of moisture, the corners of his lips slightly raised, like a noble young man who ran out of some house.

Looking at the other person's familiar face, Xi Hua was no less surprised than when he found a mirage in this world.

This face, this face is clearly the appearance I have used in previous lifetimes!

It is true that a mirage can transform everything, but there is no reason why it would know what it looked like before?

But if you say that, it can only be the 'person' reflected by the mirage based on Xuandu's inner thoughts.

But Xuandu, how could he still remember...?

Xie Mingfei's time was purely accidental, the same loophole could not happen again.

Just when Xi Hua was very puzzled, Xuan Du looked at the other party, but there was a very shallow smile on his face, and he said: "So you look like this?"

For a moment, Xi Hua only felt that his mood was very complicated.The memories that had been suppressed in the deepest place before seemed uncontrollable and surged out again, boiling and clamoring.

Xi Hua stood beside Xuandu, but after the surge of emotions receded, he only felt a bone-chilling coldness on his body.

He said silently in his heart: "No, I am not like this."

This appearance is not my real appearance at all.

After all, when he was in the lower realm, he couldn't have imagined what he would experience later, and naturally he couldn't use his original appearance, and he didn't even want to use his own name at first.

Later, those two people said that no one had used the system before, and they were afraid of any accidents. In order to prevent getting lost in these worlds, they advised him to at least use his real name.

Xi Hua watched Xuandu walking towards that person, and for a moment wanted to tell him that it was just a mirage's illusion, and it was all fake.

But at this moment, he couldn't open his mouth, nor could he move his feet.

He warned himself not to interfere in Xuandu's affairs again.

He didn't know what qualifications he had to stop the other party from walking towards that phantom.

Xi Hua also believed that the other party could tell that it was just an illusion.

But Xuandu still walked over.

"Xuandu!"

"Xuandu!"

Xi Hua and the phantom shouted almost at the same time.

Xuandu's footsteps paused, and then he looked back with some doubts.

Seeing Xuandu stop, the phantom waved at him with displeasure, "What are you looking at? Come to me soon."

Xuandu glanced back again, but still saw nothing.

He seemed to stop hesitating and walked towards the phantom.

The system squatted on Xi Hua's shoulder, carefully looked at Xi Hua's face that was about to freeze, and asked tremblingly: "Xianjun, are you really just watching...the past?"

Xi Hua's chest seemed to heave a little, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart at this moment.

It seems to be explaining to the system, more like explaining to oneself.

Xi Hua looked at Xuandu, and said coldly, "I reminded you."

system:"......"

Xianjun, if you didn't look like you were about to cry at this time, I would really believe your evil.

Thinking that I still have a little bit of energy left before, the system rarely has the courage to make a decision.