Bamboo horse has several faces

"I've been wanting to ask since yesterday, is he sick?"

If it is someone else, then this sentence is used as a curse.

But now this sentence was asked by Gu Heng holding his precious sword box.

Gu Shaozhu of Hongyanzong has always spoken directly to the heart. People who don't know him say that he is "aloof and arrogant, and has no one in his eyes." Lu Qiong, who went up to reason, sent him to Fang Yi's side to help, while pointing Gu Heng to the next door.

Gu Heng's arrogance is arrogance, and it is true that he can say what he thinks in his heart. This sentence that looks like a curse is just a "statement of facts" in his opinion.

He really thinks Duan Songyang is sick.

"When I saw him in Juefengling before, he was pretty normal," Gu Heng said with a frown. "Seeing him like that yesterday didn't disgust me to death. At that time, I wanted to ask him if there was something abnormal."

Duan Songyang has a cold face to everyone, and he doesn't have a single expression. Standing next to him is as cold as standing next to a lump of ice, and only Ye Huai can make him show some expressions that can be called "human".

However, his eyebrows yesterday were so kind, which made Gu Heng feel uncomfortable as if seeing some mollusks.

Ye Huai slightly moved away the two puppet puppets that were instantly scrapped in the battle just now, and took Gu Heng into his room, pressed his hands on the wall to inject spiritual power, and opened the secret of the room. Array.

Ye Huai asked: "You also went to Juefengling? Then do you know the situation at that time?"

Duan Songyang told Ye Huai that the secret realm in Juefengling that was recorded in the "Book of Secrets" had not been successfully opened, but Ye Huai had always been skeptical about it. He always felt that Duan Songyang was hiding something, but now that Duan Songyang never left, he There was no way to find the answer alone, Gu Heng finally came over, and he seemed to know the ancient secret realm, of course he would not let go of this clue.

Gu Heng held his precious sword box and glanced at him, and said, "You are the head of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, don't you know anything about the ancient secret realm?"

This stopped Ye Huai from asking.

His cultivation level is low, and he is not qualified to enter the ancient secret realm, so Duan Songyang has always been in charge of the ancient secret realm, including "Book of Thousand Machines", which has always been in Duan Songyang's hands.

"Ye Huai," Gu Heng looked at him sternly, "You didn't go to the Sword Master Competition last time."

Ye Huai didn't know why he switched to this topic, he said: "Let's ignore that, let's talk about the ancient secret realm first..."

"No, haven't you noticed the problem yet?" Gu Heng said seriously, "You have become the master, and the Juggernaut Grand Competition cannot participate, and now even the leaders of the major sects have to ask me about the ancient secret realm, What have you gained as the master?"

Ye Huai was stunned.

Gu Heng thought that he didn't go to the Juggernaut Grand Competition and didn't know the ancient secret realm because he was restricted by his status as the master. He thought he didn't want to compete with Duan Songyang in the Juggernaut Grand Competition, and the opportunity of the ancient secret realm was also given away by him. For Duan Songyang.

"It's not what you think," Ye Huai didn't know how to explain to Gu Heng, "I and Duan Songyang are not what you think... that kind of coercive relationship, I and him, I am voluntary. Oh, this matter Don't tell me beforehand, tell me what happened at Juefeng Ridge first?"

"How did Duan Songyang tell you?"

This topic was thrown back, and when Ye Huai was hesitating how to answer, Gu Heng, who was always "defiant", sighed rarely.

"Forget it," Gu Heng said, and he told Ye Huai directly, "That secret realm is not open, but from another perspective, it is also considered open."

It's on, but it's not on?

"What does this mean?"

"Did you know that the monks of Changming Temple have a technique called "Three Thousand Realms of Great Interpretation"? "

Ye Huai blinked: "What?"

"Juefeng Ridge is one of the ancient battlefields against the ancient demon king. 5000 years ago, Changming Temple was responsible for defending there, because the function of that array is to strengthen the inner demon. No, only the great Buddhist cultivators in the world can do it. At that time, the Buddhist cultivators of Changming Temple set up the "Three Thousand Realms of Great Interpretation" to make those evil spirits and crooked ways fall into the demons of their hearts. People are forced to fall into the illusion that they fear most in their hearts, and then go crazy in the illusion. "

"Where... is it an illusion?"

Illusion is nothingness, but since it is nothingness, how can we get something real from a place of nothingness?So from the perspective of entering the secret realm for treasure hunting, this secret realm is equivalent to not being opened.

It is difficult to distinguish the false from the real from the false, and perhaps only Buddhist practitioners can glimpse some specious things from it.

So, that's where Duan Songyang's soul was split?

"Yes, illusions, mind demons and illusions, and other sects who went to treasure hunting were also recruited. Fortunately, there were Buddhist monks from Changming Temple who came to repair the secret realm at that time, so no major casualties were caused. But my sword was for saving I was invaded by demonic energy because of my heart demon." Gu Heng reached out and caressed the sword case in his arms, "so I must save it."

"Wait," Ye Huai suddenly reacted, "If it is said that that place was originally used to kill demon cultivators, then in other words, there will not be demon cultivators there?"

Gu Heng sneered a little: "Does Moxiu dare to go?"

"But..." Ye Huai couldn't figure it out, "Then if this place is just an illusion...why you...I mean, why do people outside Changming Temple go there?"

Duan Songyang was going there, and Ye Huai guessed that maybe it was because he was going to find the whereabouts of his father Duan Yincang and senior brother Luo Zhi who were also going to the ancient secret realm, and also to find a way to take out the fragments on Ye Huailing's root, but according to Gu Heng It means that besides Duan Songyang, there are people from other sects there, a non-physical secret realm with only illusions, what treasures can attract people to go there?

"You really... don't know anything about the ancient secret realm." Gu Heng shook his head.

Ye Huai looked at him blankly.

"It probably started more than 30 years ago. Some sects of aristocratic families successively obtained from the ancient secret realms some fragments of their own sect's martial arts that were sealed into the Shura realm. That's when those treasure hunters started No matter what type of ancient secret realm you have to go to, after all, who can refuse the ancient secret methods that "may be left in the Shura realm" in your own or other people's homes. "

Duan Songyang never said these things.

Ye Huai sent Gu Heng away, and Gu Heng confirmed with him the auspicious time for the second opening of the sword, and then left after telling him not to miss it again—his spirit sword has not been opened, and it needs to be placed in the furnace for the time being maintenance.

When Ye Huai came back, he replenished the shopkeeper with the spirit stones used to repair the inn, and then came to Duan Songyang's room. Duan Songyang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and Fang Yi had just finished receiving the needles.

Fang Yi turned her head and saw him leaning against the door, and asked, "That Young Master Gu is gone?"

"Well, he'll come back tonight."

The next time is Haishi in the evening, Fangyuanmen is rich and powerful, the puppet that is broken here is gone, and a new puppet will be sent in the evening, and they are well versed in the principle of "not much". Just mention it.

"Duan Songyang's condition has stabilized," Fang Yi felt his pulse and stood up, "When he wakes up again, he should be the one who is more talkative."

Ye Huai went to the bed and sat down. He looked at Duan Songyang's face. Duan Songyang's brows were calm and his breathing was long. He reached out and touched Duan Songyang's cheek, and lowered his eyes.

"Fang Yi, do you know that there are fragments of pages from the forbidden books of various sects that were originally sealed in the Asura Realm appearing in the ancient secret mirror?"

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows: "I have heard about it. I heard that it started 30 years ago. From the beginning, there will be news of those ancient secret books that have been sealed in the Shura realm. Some evil cultivators and those who The family with this kind of code of secret books in the ancestors moved their minds, probably at that time, people who went to the ancient secret realm became complicated, and then Qianji Pavilion got the "Book of Thousands of Machines" from nowhere, and it was a lot of money a sum."

Ye Huai only knew about the ancient secret realm when he became the head of the sect. He originally thought that the ancient secret realm itself was the kind of place where wealth and danger were sought. Compared with those secret realms that were opened regularly, there were more opportunities and dangers.

He is really incompetent as the leader.

Ye Huai pursed his lower lips, and asked: "Then these broken pages...the "Taiyi Mai Cheng Da Hua Jing"..."

Fang Yi interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Don't ask me about this, I don't know much about these things, because grandpa forbids us to inquire about this matter, saying that those things are sealed does not mean it is bad, but their existence will attract people. Evil thoughts, no one can guarantee that they will always be good, so instead of fearing that they will fall into the wrong hands, it is better to keep them in the Asura realm. But, why do you think of asking this?"

"It's nothing." Ye Huai smiled, "Speaking of which, just now Gu Heng mentioned that the secret realm on Juefeng Ridge is related to a kind of magical realm in ancient times. I wonder if Duan Songyang is because of that magical realm. It is because of the environment that the soul is broken."

Fang Yi was thoughtful: "Yes, if you encounter the illusion of the heart demon, there is indeed a chance to aggravate the heart demon, thereby promoting the splitting of the soul."

"The question now is, if Duan Songyang split his soul there, how would the demon cultivator, who is afraid of the illusion of the heart demon, know?"

The two stared at each other, Fang Yi slumped on the chair in a disfigured way: "I can't think enough."

Ye Huai also felt powerless. He sat by the bed and touched Duan Songyang's hand. Now Duan Songyang has a Mahayana body, and his fingers are very smooth, unlike when he was a child, he would leave calluses due to hard work and practice.

"Master," Lu Qiong came in from the outside, holding a black medicine bowl and a small medicine bag, "Brother Fang, it's been cleaned."

"It's hard work," Fang Yi pointed to the table next to him, "Put it there."

Ye Huai glanced at the medicine bowl and asked, "Do you want medicine?"

"Get some medicine to temporarily stabilize Duan Songyang's soul," Fang Yi propped up the chair, "He can't bear to change it like this."

Ye Huai couldn't hold back his complaints: "I told you earlier not to make you look forward to those two personalities."

Fang Yi agreed: "Indeed."

Fang Yi opened the medicine bag, sniffed it carefully, then stretched out his hand to twist it out for a closer inspection, then took out other messy things from the storage mustard, put them in the medicine bowl and smashed them "Boom, Boom, Boom" a few times.

"You go back to rest your mind first," Fang Yi said while making medicine, "You have to use the sword for that young master Gu at night, it needs energy. Duan Songyang will leave it to me and the idiot."

"It's like recuperating here."

Fang Yi stopped what he was doing and looked at Ye Huai. The sun slanted on him from the window. Ye Huai's eyes fell on Duan Songyang's face. He sighed and did not persuade him any more.

Time passed slowly, the sun set down slowly after a day's journey, and when the last ray of light in the sky disappeared, the door was knocked lightly again.

Looking back, Heng did not come, but three puppets from Fangyuan Gate came, one of the two puppets picked up the two broken puppets on the ground, and the other smiled and said politely to Ye Huai: "Please come with me. "

Ye Huai stood up, took out a green bead from his arms and handed it to him.

Fang Yi took it over: "Didn't you give this thing to a fool?"

"His is one-way," Ye Huai said vaguely, "mine is two-way."

Two-way means that if there is any problem with Ye Huai, he can be found along this bead.

Fang Yi took it and waved to him: "Go and come back quickly."

It was not until seeing Ye Huai and the puppets leave the inn that Fang Yi turned back and continued pounding medicine.

"Hey, silly boy," Fang Yi lowered his head and chatted with Lu Qiong, "Just say that your master and head are not awkward, they obviously like and care about each other, but they want to do these messy things. Fight every day and make up again If you quarrel and reconcile again, the two of them are a hundred years old together, and they are still as awkward as the scholar lady in the story book, hey, after Duan Songyang's matter is settled this time, I don't want to get involved again The matter between the two of them is over, young master, I have had enough."

Fang Yi babbled on by himself and did not wait for Lu Qiong's response. He wondered if the younger generation is so ignorant of flattery?

Suddenly, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. Fang Yi's hand stopped, and the green willow blade condensed into shape, but the opponent was faster than him. Before Fang Yi could see the person clearly, he felt a pain in the back of his neck. Something sealed his Lingtai!

Fuck, careless.

This was Fang Yi's last thought when he fell into a coma.

Duan Songyang stood behind Fang Yi, the night had completely fallen, and the bright and dark candlelight in the room illuminated his expression unpredictably.

He bent down and picked up the green bead that fell out of Fang Yi's hand.

The author says:

Thank you "Warm Gardenia" little angel for the nutrient solution!