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"Who is outside the quiet room!" Mo Qianqiu pushed his quiet room away, he had already told his disciples that he was going to retreat, and no one was allowed to disturb him near his quiet room.

It was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, and there were some spiritual herbs growing in the small earthen pot hanging on his body.

Hearing Mo Qianqiu's voice, the young man turned his head, and the spirit grasses also shook, and the porcelain vase and earthen jar collided, as if they had bumped into the young man's soft aura, and the crisp sound brought a bit of heart-warming joy.

"I am Li Che from Tai Ling Pavilion." The young man tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, "I knocked on the door of your quiet room, but you should not answer me."

It was only then that Mo Qianqiu realized that Kunwu, the doctor of the Tailing Pavilion, had sent his younger brother to the Qianqiu Palace to get a blind medicine, which was a unique type of scorpion in the Qianqiu Market.

It's just that I didn't expect Kunwu's junior to look so small.

"What are you knocking on my door for?" The anxiety in Mo Qianqiu's heart was still ups and downs, but the peaceful aura of the young man soothed him, so his tone was much better than before.

"You have obsessions in your heart, didn't you realize that the demon king Wangsha almost entered your quiet room with his soul?"

Mo Qianqiu was startled, Wang Sha was one of the seven demon kings of the Demon City, and they were all followers of the evil spirit Chaos.

He took a deep breath, if he was really infiltrated by the demon king, not only would his cultivation of nearly a thousand years be lost, even Yuan Dan might be stolen by the other party.

Mo Qianqiu looked back at his quiet room, only to find that a great curse was engraved on the door by spiritual energy, and even the creatures from all directions opened a barrier.

"This is……"

"This is the great evil curse of our Tailing Pavilion - the Tailing Qingyuan Curse." The young man replied.

Mo Qianqiu was stunned, although he knew very well that the appearance of a cultivator could not reflect his real age, but this boy is so young...could it be said that he formed an alchemy in his teens?That's why I will always stay at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Since he is Kunwu's younger brother, his cultivation should not be underestimated.

"What kind of problem did you encounter to make yourself obsessed so deeply that it even attracted Wangsha to want to eat your primordial spirit?"

Mo Qianqiu smiled, thinking that it doesn't matter if he tells this boy.

"It's because of the Vientiane lock."

"Vientiane lock?" The boy's eyes lit up, "I haven't seen the Vientiane lock yet! Show me, okay?"

Probably because he has been exhausted for too long, the boy's expression is lively and lively, and it is good for someone to talk to him.

Moreover, the people who have been helping him unlock it all the time are people from Qianqiu Palace. Now that outsiders come to see it, they may have different ideas.

"You come with me."

Mo Qianqiu handed the box to the young man, and the young man crossed his legs, hugged the box, and studied it with great interest.

"Master told me and my two senior brothers that as long as you can open this box, you can find the way to break through the realm of 'entering the momentum'."

Mo Qianqiu looked at the boy in front of him holding the box, his face almost touching the lock, cute and funny.

"But I know that the so-called method does not exist at all. Everything is a cycle of cause and effect. How can it be locked by a small universal lock?"

The boy tilted his head for a while, squinted his eyes for a while, knocked again, and touched the box all over.

"Master said that there is a method, so naturally there is. If you can't unlock the Vientiane Lock, return it to me."

Mo Qianqiu reached out to take the box back, but the boy grabbed his hand.

"Wait, if I can open this box, how can you thank me?"

The young man supported his knee with one hand, stretched his neck and looked at Mo Qianqiu, his eyes were full of cunning.

"How do you want me to thank you?" Mo Qianqiu didn't believe anything. He and his senior brother had unlocked the Vientiane lock for so long, but this young man was able to unlock it?

"Two conditions." The boy stretched out his finger.

"What do you think."

"First, call me Master."

"What?" Mo Qianqiu frowned, "My family teacher Qianqiu Palace Master is as famous as your senior brother Kunwu, but I want to call you 'Master', are you humiliating our Qianqiu Palace?"

"So serious? I have been in Tailing Pavilion for so long, and all the disciples in the pavilion are my senior brother Kunwu. They all call me 'Little Master Uncle', 'Little Master Uncle', and no one calls me 'Master'. I have thought about the addiction of being a master, otherwise...you call me 'Master' when no one is around?"

The look of eager anticipation in the young man's eyes was inexplicably funny.

Mo Qianqiu thought to himself, he is Kunwu's younger brother, in terms of seniority, he is actually on the same level as the current Palace Master Qianqiu, and calling him "Master" when he is alone is not considered a disadvantage, just play with children.

"Yes. What about the second condition?"

When the young man heard the "yes", his eyes almost burst out.

"The second condition is very simple, that is, if I am in trouble in the future, you must help me."

"You want to be my 'master', but you still need my apprentice to protect you, isn't it ridiculous?"

Mo Qianqiu also became interested, sitting cross-legged opposite the boy, watching him play with the box.

"Well... for me, although there are 600 years of minor repairs," the young man stretched out his hand and gestured a six, "but the higher you go, the more dangerous the catastrophe I heard... I am greedy for life and afraid of death. Just stay in the realm."

Mo Qianqiu was startled: "You only have 600 years of cultivation... and you can already form the Tailing Qingyuan curse to resist the invasion of the devil?"

"What I'm blocking for you is the primordial spirit of the demon king. If the demon king is close in front of you and wants to take your elixir, I have no choice but to run away. As for the evil spell of our Tailing Pavilion, do you know that everything is Negating the yin and embracing the yang, one ebbs and another. To exert the power of the evil spell, the person who casts the spell must have no such delusions. You are lucky, I have no obsessions in my heart, and I absorb your obsessions with the Qingyuan spell , but if I have no obsession..."

"It's like a mud cow entering the sea, it has no effect on you."

"That's right. If it's an evil spirit that feeds on hunger, then I can't help you. I love food the most, and I feel hungry every day." The boy rubbed his stomach.

"Okay, if you are in danger in the future, as long as you are within my reach, I will protect you." Mo Qianqiu replied.

"Just waiting for your words!"

"Then tell me quickly, how can you unlock it?"

The young man nodded and smiled, pressed the box and said, "The Vientiane Lock, it is not this box that is locked, but your eyes and your heart. Both your eyes and your heart are locked, and you will never be able to open this box."

After finishing speaking, the young man clasped Mo Qianqiu's hand, and pressed his fingers against the side of the box. A light spiritual power was transmitted from the young man's fingertips to Mo Qianqiu's finger. With a push, the box was opened from the side. up.

Mo Qianqiu froze there: "Why... so..."

"Your master only told you to open the box, but he didn't tell you that the box was locked by the Vientiane Lock, right? You tried so hard to open the box upwards, but you didn't expect the Vientiane Lock It's just a cover-up, the box has never been locked, you just need to pour aura into the side of the box, open the spirit seal of the box, and you will be able to open it."

At that moment, it was as if lost for a long time and was about to dry up and die, but suddenly the world opened up and was reborn.

The boy raised his finger and flicked it lightly on Mo Qianqiu's forehead.

"This is the method your master gave you! You must not be confused by the habitual images in front of you. Once you fall into obsession, you will not be able to see the true Taoism."

"The more I want to solve it, the more I can't solve it. It turns out that my own thinking is complicated, but the solution is actually so simple." Mo Qianqiu sighed.

"That's right, don't be locked up by your own attachments. How can the sky be high and the sea wide be really trapped by a small Vientiane lock? Let nature take its course, everything is done naturally."

Mo Qianqiu just felt filled with emotions, he already knew the truth of what the young man said, but there was a big difference between knowing and feeling.

At this moment, he really "enlightened".

"Thank you, Master, for your instruction." Mo Qianqiu said with a smile.

That day, Mo Qianqiu took the box to meet his master.

"The master wants the disciple to comprehend the truth, the disciple already understands. It's just that I don't know what is in the box?"

"Have you met Mr. Li Che from the Tailing Pavilion?"

"Exactly."

"Then you can give him the seeds in the box. He likes to plant fairy plants, and only he can make this bunch of spiritual plants germinate."

"Give it to him? Why?" Mo Qianqiu was puzzled.

"You and Mr. Li Che are destined to be mentors and apprentices in the past. Now that you have a relationship, you can use the things in the box as apprentices?"

"But Tu'er is obviously a disciple of Qianqiu Palace. Did Master hear about my agreement with Mr. Li Che? Mr. Li Che's young heart, Tuer is just..."

"He gave you advice, it is not an exaggeration for you to worship him as a teacher. If you are a teacher for one day, you will be a teacher for life, and you will always be a disciple of Qianqiu Hall. Go."

When Mo Qianqiu took the box to find Mr. Li Che, he had already left.

A hundred days later, during the battle between immortals and demons, Mo Qianqiu looked up at the sea of ​​swords rolling in Wuwujing, the world changed drastically, and the Sifang Sword Sect fell, his heart ached.

He went straight up to Wujingtian with his sword, and saw a silver aura about to perish in the sea of ​​swords.

He promised him that as long as it was within reach, mountains of swords and seas of fire would definitely protect him.

But Mr. Li Che... finally disappeared in a place that he couldn't touch.

The past is over, Mo Qianqiu lowered his head to look at the seeds in the box, and fiddled with them lightly: "Mr. Li Che, I hope you can more or less fulfill your responsibilities as a master this time."

In the icy and snowy land of Beiming, the originally huge spirit of the beast Lie gathered at this moment and attached to its body.

The cold wind was like a knife, and Lie Xin lay dying on the glacier.

The great battle just now has already destroyed countless ten-thousand-year-old icebergs. There are crumbling ice peaks everywhere, and a long and deep huge line has cracked on the ice sheet.

"Yangcang...you are the sword sect of Wuwujingtian...you were supposed to guard Wuwujianhai...you entered the world...and even went to Beiming to kill you..." Lie Xin reprimanded the opponent with all her strength There is no intruder in the lonely land of Beiming without a trace of awe.

On the edge of the cliff high on the glacier, a tall figure loomed in the wind and frost.

Shu Wuxia lowered his eyes, and wherever he looked, the glacier crumbled.

Liexin's body was sliding on the ice, and was about to fall into the endless black abyss bit by bit.

"If you give me the skin, you don't have to die, and I don't have to kill."

Shu Wucha's voice passed through the wind and frost, and fell in Lie's ear.

Like the echo of Shura from hell.

Liexin was suppressed by countless sword formations, and the wind, frost, snow and rain fell into the formations and was immediately absorbed by the sword formations. Lie was soon speechless.

"I...my skin...what's the use for you to take it? If you don't make it clear, I won't give it to you until I die."

It is an ancient spirit beast with precious blood, even if it dies, it must not be used to do harm to the world.

"I'm going to make a bone-attached cold coat."

I only heard a loud noise, and another ice peak was crushed by the power of the sword array until it collapsed, and Lie Xin was getting closer and closer to the cracked ice abyss.

"My fur and flesh are originally the coldest things... You made my skin into a bone garment, because you want...for whom to wear it?"

"Myself."

Lie Xin laughed out loud after hearing this.

"For yourself? You wear this bone-attached clothing for yourself? Why?"

"To touch someone I can't touch."

"Since you are not using it to harm others, then take it!"

After finishing speaking, Lie Xin raised her paws, and tore off the skin on her back that was less than half shed.

In an instant, the spiritual blood flowed out, submerging the ice field like sea water.

With a hook of Shu Wucha's finger, the piece of skin came to his side. He squeezed the edge of the skin with both hands, and dripped a few drops of "Qingye Falling into the Xuantian", and in an instant, the skin became as thin as a cicada's wing. The veil wrapped his whole body.

Lie stood there in a daze: "I didn't expect... You really gave it to yourself... Don't regret it, you can't melt this bone-attached cold clothes without the overwhelming desire."

"I just hope that I don't get too hot and melt this bone garment prematurely. Otherwise, I will come to peel your skin again."

Shu Wuxi turned around indifferently, and with a wave of his sleeves, the aura engulfed the boundless wind and snow, covered Lie Xin's body that was constantly bleeding with spiritual blood, and pushed him away from the edge of the ice crack.

Feeling that the power of the sword array on his body was being removed, Lie lowered his hands and stamped his feet.

"Yang Cang——kill me if you have the ability! What's the matter with peeling my skin!"

"What do you mean you are too hot? My skin is the coldest thing!"

"Wait! Where did you get your lust! Tell me clearly!"

Shu Wuxia's figure has long gone, leaving only the roaring sound that lasts for a long time.

At this time, Lu Xiaochan was sitting cross-legged on the couch, with the long rib on his lap.

"It's so boring! When will brother Wu Xia come back!"

Lu Xiaochan tugged on Suo Xianling on her wrist, but there was no reaction at all.

That old liar of Kunwu said that as long as he is locked up by Suo Xianling and goes to Qiongbi and falls to Huangquan, Shu Wucha will know where Lu Xiaochan is.

"But why is it that Shu Wuxia knows where I am, but I can't know where he is?"

At this time, Qing Yao pushed the door open and came in, put the food on the table, and immediately knelt down in front of Lu Xiaochan's bed after putting it down.

"Uncle Master, Qing Yao was possessed by an evil spirit and almost harmed Uncle Master, please punish Uncle Master!"

"Get up! It's a bit embarrassing for a cultivator to be possessed by an evil spirit! But you are very lucky, you didn't lose your pill!"

"Qing Yao's cultivation base is not enough, I think the evil spirit doesn't bother to take away Qing Yao's alchemy."

"Oh, that's it! Then you should not practice too hard in the future." Lu Xiaochan said seriously.

"What?" Qing Yao looked up at Lu Xiaochan.

"If you practice too hard, the spirit energy of the alchemy will become more and more abundant, then the next time you are invaded by evil spirits, you will definitely lose the alchemy!" Lu Xiaochan looked at Qing Yao with a foolish look.

Suddenly, he was hit on the head by a fairy fruit.

"Brat, don't spoil our disciples in the pavilion! It's fine if you don't work hard yourself, and dare to teach others!"

It was Kun Wu who walked in, holding a plate of freshly picked fruits in his hand.

At this moment, a thunderbolt flashed over the sky of Tailing Pavilion, and just fell on Luoxing Lake, directly entering the lake water, and Kunwu's spirit beast, the ray, was hit.

Kunwu turned around in horror, closed his eyes and scattered his aura, and his consciousness was separated from his body. Seeing countless black evil spirits gathered outside the Tailing Pavilion, like thick ink billowing to cover the sky, he said, "Not good! Yao's evil spirit is just a spy of the demon king Luli! Now he knows that you are here, Xiaochan, and a large number of evil spirits have gathered to attack!"

"Me? Does he want my Dan Yuan?" Lu Xiaochan thought to herself, why did she become a sweet potato?

Kunwu pulled Lu Xiaochan up from the couch: "Take the long ribs..."

"Do you want me to leave Tailing Pavilion with Changyan's ribs?" Lu Xiaochan grabbed Kunwu's sleeve, "Don't be stupid! If the army of evil spirits surrounds your Tailing Pavilion , where did I escape from? Could it be that you have a dog hole here for me to drill?"

Kun Wu slapped his thigh: "The Lord Qianqiu reminded me before that the Demon Lord Lu Li would not give up easily. I didn't expect him to be so bold and gather evil spirits to attack in broad daylight!"

"Then hurry up! Call that...that Qianqiu palace master back to save us! He seems to be very powerful!" Lu Xiaochan said while constantly tugging at her lock fairy silk.

Brother Wuxia!Come back soon!

What kind of demon king is going to eat me like Tang monk meat!

"At this moment, Mo Qianqiu has probably returned to the East Ruins! Even if he came here, he would not be able to break through the barrier of the evil spirits for a while! But if there is foreign aid, I will cast the Great Curse of Tailing Qingyuan inside the barrier. Can dissolve this piece of evil spirit."

At this time, Ziqiao and the others also rushed over.

"Master, the barrier of evil spirits is too thick! Our signal for help cannot be sent out!"

Kun Wu raised his head, as if he was feeling the thickness of the gathering of evil spirits.

"All disciples obey the order! Cast a spell! Even if I am not a sword sect in the Tailing Pavilion, I can't let the devil underestimate us! Yuxie—"

Regardless of the level of cultivation in the Tailing Pavilion, all the disciples put down what they were doing and waited in full force.

They sat cross-legged on the same spot, closed their eyes and focused their attention. Countless Tailing Qingyuan mantras were cast, going upwards, gathering together, and interweaving into a giant mantra, forcibly suppressing the evil spirits that were about to crush the Tailing Pavilion.

The sense of precarious oppression eased, and Lu Xiaochan thought to herself that she was worthy of being an authentic sect of immortals. Even if the Tailing Pavilion practiced a non-lethal medical way, it did not mean that many medical practitioners were incapable of eliminating demons and defending the way.

However, the number of evil spirits suddenly doubled, pressing down heavily, and many doctors resisted with all their might.

The spiritual energy around Kunwu swept up, and the thick spiritual pressure went upwards, like a Kunpeng entering the clouds. It not only strengthened the Tailing Qingyuan Mantra of the disciples, but even continued to refine the evil spirits that had entered the mantra, making the great mantra powerful. It continued to strengthen, and even reversed from the initial resistance to engulf this piece of evil spirit.

Lu Xiaochan's insightful eyes saw this battle of spiritual power clearly.

How the spiritual power above the Tailing Pavilion multiplied, and how the evil spirits continued to increase.

The two phases contend, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"Xiao Chan, may you have seen the demon king Lu Li?" Kun Wu asked.

Lu Xiaochan narrowed his eyes. Amidst the thick black evil energy, he saw a turbulent current converging continuously, like a gap in the sky.

"To the northeast!" Lu Xiaochan raised her finger.

Kun Wu sneered and said: "King Qinqin to catch the thief! A good Demon Lord is not staying in the Demon City. Since you have come to my Tailing Pavilion blatantly, let me simply refine your cultivation base!"

Lu Xiaochan became nervous, he knew in his heart that the devil's sudden attack had something to do with his stay in Tailing Pavilion.

If Kunwu really can't suppress the demon king Luli, then let Luli take away his Danyuan, which is better than the entire Tailing Pavilion being killed.

But... since it is an evil spirit, how can he give up just because he is willing to offer his alchemy?

"Old liar! You have a way to conjure curses here!"

Lu Xiaochan thought to himself when he had a little light on his alchemy, when would he not use the century-old spiritual power that Shu Wucha had given him?

"You burn the incense, learn by yourself!"

After Kunwu finished speaking, the spiritual energy in his body was tumbling, and another large formation broke through the air and went straight into the sky-Tailing Chongxiao Mantra.

Lu Xiaochan jumped down, lit the incense burner on the table, and said in her heart: Quickly, show me what curse can make the devil look fierce!

Smoke curled up and turned into a letter.

Lu Xiaochan's intelligent eyes could only see the aura of living things.However, the scriptures in Tailing Pavilion have been read by countless doctors and medicine sages, and their spirituality has also been contaminated, so that Lu Xiaochan can see the handwriting formed by these auras.

It turns out that the "Tailing Sky-Crossing Curse" was transformed from Wuwujingtian's Sky-Crossing Sword Formation.

The Sky-Rising Sword Array is not a spirit-binding sword array, but a killer move, so the Tai Ling Sky-Rising Curse that it evolved from is naturally a great curse to kill and refine evil spirits.

"Junior brother, if you want to cast a spell, you must clear your mind, and you must not have any distracting thoughts!"

"I understand! If you want to refine and dispel evil thoughts in Tailing Pavilion's evil spirit spell, the person who casts the spell must have no evil thoughts!"

Lu Xiaochan clasped the edge of the desk case with both hands, and looked at the page "Tai Ling's Curse to the Sky" very seriously.

The battle between Kunwu and the Demon Lord Luli became more and more fierce, the situation changed, and the evil spirit of the Demon Lord came. The entire Tailing Pavilion seemed to feel that the end was approaching, and trembled in the confrontation of spiritual power.

Countless doctors were overwhelmed by the devil's evil spirit and spit out blood.

The Tailing Qingyuan Mantra, which restrains evil clouds, is getting weaker and weaker.

Some evil spirits jumped in.

Ziqiao led all the juniors to conjure curses to refine evil spirits, and at the same time to support the Tailing Qingyuan curse above their heads.

"Why has it been so long, no sect has come to help our Tailing Pavilion!" Ziqiao's back was covered with cold sweat.

"It's not yet time! These so-called Xuanmen sword sects all want to see how much strength our Tailing Pavilion still has after the battle between immortals and demons! They just want to watch the demon lord consume the strength of our Tailing Pavilion, and then look dignified Appear on the stage to punish evil! Let us Tailing Pavilion be grateful!"