Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

I hastily withdrew my gaze and said angrily: "If you dare to touch me again, I will leave the secret realm without looking at it."

This trick seems to have worked. He sighed softly, walked to the alchemy furnace which was several people high, and tapped the furnace body with his knuckles lightly. At the foot, the dragon's tail plunged into the bottom of the blazing furnace, and extinguished the flames. The thousand-weight pill furnace slowly rotated into the air, and green smoke filled the whole room.

In a blink of an eye, we were already in a desert, surrounded by high terrain, sunken in the middle, and the sand grains on the ground flowed slowly. I asked curiously: "Is this the secret place? It is well hidden. I helped Elder Xue practice it." It's been a long time since Dan didn't post... Bah!"

This secret place is too barren, there are not even half a tree, and the strong wind is raging, and I was blown a mouthful of sand before I could prevent it.

Jing Nian took out two bamboo hats from his Qiankun bag, and said, "Brother, please follow me closely."

When handing over the bamboo hat, he pursed his lips, deliberately avoiding the touch of his fingers.

It turned out that there were times when I was obedient.

I followed Jing Nian step by step, looked around silently, and roughly judged that this place should have been a valley, but the mountain stream and river had long since dried up, leaving only the carcasses of fish and other weathered and incomplete animals. new skeleton.

Is it the ruthless carving of nature, or is it punishment.

However, as we go deeper into the valley, the riverbed closes, the terrain is closed, and the sound of the wind becomes weaker, turning into a majestic and mournful murmur in our ears, like thousands of people crying together, and the ditch under our feet is deep, like the tears of a god.

Walking to the end of the valley, the source of the wind and the river, is a sand dune towering to the sky. I am as small as an ant under my feet. When I picked up a handful of sand, I found that each gravel was hollow.

The desolate mournful cry in the wind comes from this, the mustard seed hides Sumeru.

The desolation of this secret realm is more like divine punishment than attributable to natural cause and effect.

Because at the bottom of the dune, there is a relatively complete human skeleton in a kneeling position, and the part below the tibia is charred black, as if it has been burned.It can be seen from the size of the skeleton that she is a relatively petite young woman, but both hands tightly hold a seven-foot-long clasp that is not commensurate with her figure, and it penetrates deeply into her abdomen.

It was as if he had committed suicide here for atonement.

In the Gobi, everything has been weathered into sand, only her bones still record the past.

I asked Jing Nian, "Who is she? What crime did she commit?"

"Xuan Ning, the former elder of Xigen Peak." Jing Nian caressed the rusty blade of the sword, and said slowly, "She killed many people."

"A lot? How much is it?"

"countless."

"Really?" I didn't quite believe it. "At least he's a respectable elder, and he's not some kind of female devil."

After staying in Xigen Peak for more than half a year, I clearly remember that most of the pills refined are used to heal injuries and extend life, or to improve cultivation. Even though Elder Xue is highly poisonous, he never killed anyone. It is said in the door that there is a living Bodhisattva in Wuyun sect who can rejuvenate with wonderful hands.

"When I was young, when people on the street mentioned her, she was indeed called a devil." Jing Nian's eyes wandered, as if lost in memory. "It has been said less over the years, and gradually it has become a taboo, and few people mention it."

"Then how did she kill so many people?"

"As the saying goes, a doctor doesn't heal himself. If the doctor is also sick and can no longer save others, isn't she the one who killed the sick and died?"

"Who made this ghost logic? If he is saved, he is a living Bodhisattva, but if he cannot be saved, he is a female devil?"

"Who decided? Probably God, God chose her to be the savior." Jing Nian smiled ironically, he raised his arm, pointed at the top of the sand dune and said, "Look at what that is."

Because the sky was dark and the dark clouds were surging, I didn't feel anything strange just now, but now I realized that it wasn't the clouds that were tumbling endlessly, but countless black and turbid demonic energy.

"Since the beginning of the world, the realm of demons has been connected with the realm of humans. When demonic air flows into the earth, it turns into wild miasma, bewitching people's minds, and devouring human skin. There is a god who takes pity on him, so he falls into the mortal world, purifies the miasma with his body, and spends his days and nights until he dies." Devouring souls and bones, falling into reincarnation. His disciples obeyed the will, stationed at the junction of the two domains for generations, and gradually developed into a sect called Wuyun. He also found the reincarnation of the gods and continued the mission."

"The last reincarnated person is the former master of Xigen Peak. Her blood can cure all plagues, including Night's Rest."

Jing Nian looked at the dark eye sockets of the skeleton woman, and stroked her cheek with his fingertips in the air. His eyes were complicated, and there was a bit of hatred mixed with longing. "You should have guessed that she is my mother."

No wonder Jing Nian is immune to Yexi and saved me.

He is lucky.

Also unfortunate.

Ordinary people's children can still act like a baby in their mother's arms, but to Jing Nian, mother is two taboo words that cannot be said.

After all, no one could have expected that the Savior would fall from the altar and become a sinner who was burned at the stake.

It's just that what happened to Elder Xuan is still unknown.

Jing Nian collected himself, and apologized to me: "I'm sorry, I just said it to myself, I promised to let you see it with your own eyes."

After that, he took out another sample from the Qiankun bag.

It is a painted mask shaped like a bird.

"This is the magic weapon given to the winner of the conference by the Duye Palace: Nuomian, a total of twelve sets, corresponding to the twelve beasts, which can drive away epidemics and evil spirits. This one is Boqi, which specializes in swallowing nightmares. I want to pass it, from Xu Jin's dream reappeared the events of that year."

It turned out that this was the reason why Jing Nian was obsessed with winning.

He seemed to have changed nothing, he was still the boy who insisted on walking into the fire.

I couldn't help asking: "Jing Nian, how old are you?"

"The sixteenth day of the month, the birthday and the ceremony are on the same day." Jing Nian seemed to have remembered something, "It just so happened that there was a temple fair on that day, so I planned to go with my brother."

His tone relaxed a little, and he asked, "How old is senior brother? When is your birthday?"

Naturally, the bionic person does not have a birthday, and because of the age and the version changes, the label with the production date has long been lost.

I said with a straight face, "Stop asking about this and that, and get down to business."

He has always acted swiftly and resolutely, but for some reason today, it seemed like he was deliberately delaying time.

"I just want to spend a little more time alone with my brother."

[The favorability value for Sample No. [-] is accelerating——]

I calmly close the window. "Jing Nian, even if I'm good at persuading you, don't try to manipulate me anymore."

Always give me a slap and a sweet date, how about training a dog?

Jing Nian was silent for a while, and said, "I blame me for talking too much."

Very good, I thought, following this path, I probably found the secret to getting along safely with Jing Nian.

That is - reject all.

But on second thought, I'm leaving soon, why bother to think about these?

Jing Nian had already put the Nuo mask on the sleeping Xu Jin's face. For a moment, the wind stopped, the world became quiet, and there was only the clear and crisp sound of water droplets falling on rocks.The surrounding scene is also like ripples on the water surface, slightly rippling.

We entered Xu Jin's memory.

The sound of water droplets became more and more dense, and finally burst out from the top of the sand dunes like a flood. vitality.

Looking at the place where the bones were kneeling, there were only a few clusters of crystal clear waves left.

The only thing that remained unchanged was the devilish energy surging over the waterfall, which in an instant made the water source muddy and rotten.

A girl from the opposite bank walked unhurriedly, about the same age as Jing Nian, in the age of cardamom, coincidentally, she was wearing a spring shirt, holding a bamboo stick with half a candied apple in her hand, obviously just came back from the temple fair , Kicking off the shoes while walking, the toes are round, like white narcissus stems.

She lowered her head and glanced at the water, then bit the apple in her mouth, and jumped down, with a light body like a young deer in the mountains.

It is true that the magic energy can eat human skin, and the wet skin withered off bit by bit, and catkins miraculously regenerated, and the river water became clear again.

It really is to purify the miasma with the body.

After Xuan Ning came ashore, I was able to see her face clearly. Her facial features were somewhat similar to Jing Nian's, especially those glazed eyes.But when they are combined, they have very different styles, one is beautiful and the other is bewitching.

Perhaps it is born from the heart.

The person in the dream can't see us, so he just needs to be a quiet bystander. Jing Nian focused on watching her swallow the last bite of apple, and suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "You guys are here!"

Jing Nian's eyes lit up for a moment, but his feet remained motionless.

It turned out that another group of people came in from the valley, wearing the same uniform as me, and Xu Jin was walking in the front.He was now well-groomed and in a normal state of mind.

He respectfully bowed to Xuan Ning, and said: "Master, I have been looking for you for half a day but to no avail. My juniors and sisters are very worried. Where have you been?"

Xuan Ning subconsciously hid the fruit core behind her back, blinked her eyes flickeringly and said, "I...as a teacher, I never ran down the mountain to play!"

Xu Jin naturally saw the little trick, but he didn't expose it, he just said: "The disciple has something important to report."

"Don't tell me yet." She tilted her head, looking totally ignorant. "You said, is it bad news or good news?"

The disciples took it for granted. Facing this master, who was the reincarnation of an immortal and also shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the Human Realm from the evil energy, the way they got along was more like coaxing a child.

"Back to Master, there is good news, bad news, and good news."

"First of all, there is good news. This Ferry Industry Conference was successfully concluded last month. The disciples of Jigen Peak have performed well. The heads of all major sects have always wanted to take this opportunity to visit you. We have sent two rounds of invitations. Yes, I presented some important gifts today..."

"No, those old men are too annoying." Xuan Ning waved his hands again and again, "This is obviously bad news."

"The bad news is that outside the city of Tianyi, there is a night rest in another village, and the infected villagers are waiting for master's blood to cure them."

"Why are you talking about such an important matter now? There is no delay in saving people."

So she hurriedly asked the disciples to take the blood storage beads to take blood, watching the light rouge beads gradually turn bright red, Xuan Ning's lips were a little pale, she frowned, and asked Xu Jin: "People who have a night's rest How much? Is this blood enough?"

"There are about dozens of people, and there is plenty of blood." Xu Jin comforted: "Master, don't worry, we will send someone to deal with it."

"In a few days, I'll go visit those affected people." Xuan Ning stretched her brows, and patted the smooth stones by the river. "Staying in the sect has been suffocating to death. I even counted the number of aquatic plants at the bottom of the river."

But the disciples urged in unison: "You must not, Master, Master said that your Dao heart is not stable, if you rush out of the mountains and enter the world, it may lead to disaster."

"How can it be so serious? One by one, you know how to threaten me."

Seeing that Xuan Ning was about to lose his temper, Xu Jin reminded him: "Master, there is another good news."

"Say."

"Do you remember that last year the elders rescued a few teenagers who were kidnapped by Moxiu to make furnaces in the Demon Realm, and you picked one to be your apprentice?"

"I have a little impression. I seem to have picked the best-looking one. What's the name?"

"Bai Shaohan."