The world's first fairy gate

Xie Qiuhan slowly put down the bow and arrow, the chill still lingering all over his body.

But the mandrill ghosts on the entire battlefield suddenly moved—they slammed as if their waists were broken, and they all crawled on the ground, scraping the ground with their four claws together, and stared at the surrounding things with red eyes, no matter if they were of the same kind. It was still a different kind, and they all bit on it brazenly, and they were torn into pieces for a while, roaring and crying, it was creepy to watch.

Looking around, under the city wall, a black army mingled together like countless entrenched dragons. Waves of restlessness came from the mandrill ghosts, as if there was a storm with a damp smell, and it was endless. Absolutely.

Nie Mingyuan's heart moved slightly, and he looked at the young man beside him with an indescribable gaze.

Xie Qiuhan breathed a sigh of relief: "You guessed right, it's him."

The young man who was shot by Xie Qiuhan was Zhou Wenxuan.

There is also a corner of Houtuding, which is used to control the mandrill ghost. Zhou Shen fought with Yun Bing and was repeatedly frustrated.

Xie Qiuhan guessed a Zhou Wenxuan and won.

After Zhou Shen sacrificed the corner of Houtuding over there, he was able to fight with Yunfang, and the fight was fierce, but when he saw Zhou Wenxuan was injured, his eyes were open, and he flew away without hesitation. go.

Yun Fang looked back at the top of the city wall, raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly looked away.

Xie Qiuhan's gaze continued to follow him closely.

Even though he knew that the other party had eaten more salt than he had eaten rice, and saying that he was underestimating him by saying that he was against everything, he still inevitably had a useless worry.

In the distance, he saw Yun Fang raise his sword, and after making a gesture of raising his hands... he put the sword behind his back and walked back towards the city wall.

In just an instant, he fell back to Xie Qiuhan's side with a clean air.

Xie Qiuhan asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you, are you injured?"

Yun Fang was slightly taken aback, with an expression of not understanding what Xie Qiuhan was talking about, and wondered, "Where did you start with that? Zhou Shen looked like he could beat me."

For a moment, Xie Qiuhan couldn't tell whether he was real or acting.

But just now he clearly saw that at the same time that Yun Fang retracted the sword, the hoarfrost condensed on the blade of the sword froze slightly, as if it was blocked by something for a moment.

Nie Mingyuan followed closely and asked, "Why doesn't Xianzuo take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"

Yun Fang shook his head, "I found that the mandrill ghost is wrong, please take a closer look."

Nie Mingyuan went to watch as he said, and Xie Qiuhan followed the worries in his heart and patiently watched the situation on the battlefield.

At this time, Zhou Shen took out the elixir and stuffed it into his son's mouth. At the same time, he took out something from his body, and after chanting a few curses, the ghosts on both sides became quiet.

One moment they were still howling ghosts and wolves, and the next moment they all stood up, dragging their half-broken arms and legs, holding the head that had just fallen off, staggering and walking out neatly, and fell into the camp of King Xiao. OK queue.

Immediately after three low-pitched horns sounded, a young general waved a blue flag in the distance, signaling to retreat.

The heads receded like a tide.

The city guards at Zhenbei Gate naturally didn't dare to chase after them, so they only breathed a sigh of relief, and silently watched the group go away.

For a while, there was the sound of axles colliding, horseshoes trampling, and the sound of battle flags and wind mingled together, accompanied by the sound of bloody ghosts crying and howling wolves one after another.

"Xianzuo," Nie Mingyuan said as he watched the pedestrian walk away, "Just tell me, what's wrong with this demon?"

Yun Fang stood on the top of the city wall with his hands behind his back, and said softly, "When I first saw these mandrills, I remembered the group of refugees we rescued that day."

Nie Mingyuan's expression changed in an instant.

Yun Fang shook his head, turned around, and was about to say "Let's go" when he was startled by Xie Qiuhan's expression.

Xie Qiuhan's face was pale, and the red magic seal was looming, ready to move.

Compared to Nie Mingyuan's physical nausea, it was more like he was directly grasped by the screaming sound of the heart and lungs, and the resentment of the magic pill in his body that had not been repeated for a long time was suddenly ignited, and he let out a sigh following this introduction. It exploded, pouring him from head to toe with thick sorrow and resentment, piercing his whole body in place.

Yun Fang regretted it endlessly, but if he didn't notice for a moment, something happened to this kid.

He immediately used the palm cover to output his true energy on the opponent's head.

But the infuriating stone cow entered the sea, but it didn't work.

Xie Qiuhan's expression was in a trance, and the ghosts reflected in his pupils. After the ghosts disappeared, he saw a deep and winding river. On both sides, boundless.

Yun Fang caught the image in his eyes, was startled, grabbed his hand, and shouted: "Don't look! Come back!"

The voice floated on the long river, so ethereal that it was almost inaudible, but Xie Qiuhan heard it.

At the end of the long river stood this man, looking at him anxiously and intently, and he couldn't help but feel relaxed.

The long river in Xie Qiuhan's pupils dried up, and the bone armor disappeared, leaving only the man in front of him in white clothes.

Seeing that the red marks between his brows had faded, and his expression gradually cleared up, Yun Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I was a little distressed.

Since ancient times, there are many adventures for strong people, and the highest proportion of adventures is "go crazy if there is nothing to do", but he doesn't expect this kid to have any future, it is really a loss to have such a problem.

Xie Qiuhan came back to his senses, his face remained pale, and he subconsciously looked at Yunfang, "Just now when you showed me Mandrill Ghost, I saw many people, including old people, children, and middle-aged people, all crying and complaining of hunger and pain. .”

Yun Fang was slightly taken aback, and quickly said: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, these mandrill ghosts were famine refugees before they were alive, and you accidentally glimpsed some of their grievances because of the magic pill, it doesn't matter, just come out."

He said comforting words on one side, but on the other side he scolded himself in his heart: I told you to let him see the mandrill ghost, so you don't talk too much.

Xie Qiuhan said: "More than that, I also saw a long river with bones floating and sinking, and there seemed to be living people in it, and there were..."

Yun Fang: "Maybe it's the river beside their village. There will always be some strange things in the resentment. It's not surprising. Don't think about it, it will hurt your spirits."

Nie Mingyuan was watching him talking nonsense.

When he heard him forcibly weaving the Youming Wangchuan River into other people's villages, he was speechless to the extreme, thinking that this was just a fool's trick.

He looked at Xie Qiuhan, only to see Xie Qiuhan lowered his eyelashes slightly, and nodded after a while, as if his heart had found a place to rest, and his brows gradually relaxed.

...I really believe it.

Nie Mingyuan was shocked.

Where did the young man who distinguished the owl's head among the ten thousand troops and shot three arrows decisively go?

At that moment, Mr. Nie really wanted to run under the city wall with his cloth robe up to pick up Xie Qiuhan's brain.

Yun Fang glanced lightly at Nie Mingyuan, blocked all his words, and then said kindly to Xie Qiuhan, "Come on, let me clear up your anger."

He asked Xie Qiuhan to lower his head slightly, raised his hand to cover the place where the three flowers gathered, and a gentle air flow sneaked in.

Xie Qiuhan didn't resist, followed Yunfang's guidance, let the true qi in his body circulate a few times, and finally suppressed the violent aura in his body, and he won the battle. At the same time, the gray beans in his consciousness also quietly increased some.

Yunfang's true energy entered Xie Qiuhan's meridians, but he didn't show it on the surface, but he was slightly surprised in his heart: Xie Qiuhan entered the Tao?

It was still silent.

Yun Fang's mood was like that of an old father seeing his son bring his grandson back from the outside, [-]% happy, and [-]% shocked and bitter.

He silently distributed a ray of true energy to test Xie Qiuhan's knowledge of the sea.

This was just cheap, but as soon as he touched the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness, he felt a vast and incomparably distant aura, and his true energy was swallowed by this aura in an instant.

Yun Fang was surprised.

This is almost impossible to happen!

Based on his cultivation, he should be able to tell Xie Qiuhan's cultivation at first sight.

But instead of distinguishing, he was unexpectedly overwhelmed by Xie Qiuhan's true aura.

Incredible.

Yun Fang thought for a while, and thought: Is there any change in this child that he doesn't know about?

Xie Qiuhan saw his solemn expression, and the doubts that had just subsided appeared again in his heart, "What's wrong?"

Yun Fang asked, "When did you realize the Tao?"

Xie Qiuhan said: "Just two days ago, when you were not in Zixiao Mountain, I didn't have time to tell you."

Xie Qiuhan also wanted to ask him about this matter, but at this moment the general guarding the city came quickly with a few people, and shouted loudly from a distance: "Thank you for your help! Please stay a while!"

The two of them had no choice but to keep silent and talk about it later.

The general quickly came in front of them and cupped his fists to express his thanks.

Nie Mingyuan said politely: "The general has worked hard to defend the city, please don't be too polite."

Mr. Nie is very versatile, he can lead soldiers and write books, and he always consciously rushes to the front when he is perfunctory and wastes his life.

Previously, after Yunfang and his party left the camp and came to Zhenbeiguan, they split into two routes. The regent Zhou Hong entered the county mansion to inquire about the military situation, but Yunfang saw the traces of the march not far away, and knew that King Xiao was going to attack the city again, so he went directly to the city. When they arrived at the city, the guards did not know their identities.

The leading general said: "If you dare to ask where this real person practiced, I will definitely report to the peak when I go back and ask for a reward for the real person."

Just as Nie Mingyuan was about to explain, he saw a group of elite soldiers in red robes circling up from the city ladder and came to them. Zhou Hong and a scholar walked in the front.

It was only pity for those unlucky defenders of the city who had just finished a tough battle, then knelt down in a row, and kowtowed to the regent.

Zhou Hong hurriedly said that he would be excused, rewarded them for their merits and deeds, and said a lot of words to win people's hearts, which made them tearful, and then let them back down.

And Yunfang just explained a few words to him, impatient with this kind of scene, and quickly took Xie Qiuhan away.

The two of them went freely and leisurely, and they were not formal in front of Zhou Hong, which attracted the attention of all the soldiers.

Zhou Hong glanced at the backs of the two of them, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and said, "That's Master Shenxiao from Zixiao Mountain."

Real person Shenxiao?

Everyone showed surprise, and turned their heads to look at the direction Yunfang was leaving. Everyone looked dazed and excited. Looking at it like that, it is estimated that they can go back and brag about this matter for several years, and the folks will also add a paragraph to Xianzuo. new legend.

Zhou Hong took their expressions into his eyes, his expressions were unclear.

Nie Mingyuan frowned quietly.