Tian Yan 49

Shuang Jiang followed the sound and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing behind the tree, dressed in white, stretching out his hands to shield the low-hanging branches, and the sun dappled on his head and body.His face was a little pale, as if he hadn't seen the light for a long time, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.Those eyes would look good when he smiled, but unfortunately his eyes were covered by a three-finger-wide strip of white cloth, which tied up his black hair with the ends hanging down to his waist.

Shuang Jiang didn't know how to address him for a moment—is this a boy or a girl?He is too beautiful, a beauty that is very fragile, a beauty that will be broken if you are not careful-a beauty that is not like a living thing.Finally he crumpled and said, "I'm fine—you...you can't see?"

The young man's smile became more obvious, and a line of light red between his lips was the only bright color on his whole body, which gave him a little vitality: "I can see it." He let go of the hand holding the branches and leaves, and walked right in front of Shuang Jiang Pulling him, the other hand touched the cloth strip over the eyes, "This is a kind of practice."

He is not tall, Shuang Jiang's shell is only 12 years old, but his height is not much different from him.

"Thank you—little brother, do you know where this is?" Shuangjiang asked with a sigh of relief when he got closer to see that he had an Adam's apple.

"The outskirts of Yuncheng," the boy said, "are you alone?"

"No, Senior Sister and I got separated." Shuang Jiang said.

"Then do you know where your senior sister went?"

"We are going to enter Yuncheng, I don't know exactly where she went..."

"Are you a monk?" the boy asked, and after getting an affirmative answer, he said, "I'll take you into the city."

"Okay," Shuang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "My name is Shuang Jiang, what's my little brother's name?"

"Mo Zhinian, ink's ink, what you know, the age of youth. I'm just a little older than you, just call me by my name." He was already leading the way, with his back to Shuang Jiang, "Your surname is Shuang?"

Shuang Jiang's eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't have a surname."

Mo Zhinian didn't say anything, but Shuang Jiang keenly felt something suddenly changed in him.

Mo Zhinian was just passing by, but when he met this young man, an indescribable sense of familiarity enveloped him, and when Shuang Jiang finished saying this sentence, a figure suddenly appeared in his memory.He was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw the gloomy man standing in the firelight, his eyes were like blood and rust, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I have no name."

Mo Zhinian thought calmly: Is it him?Was he affected too?But the difference in personality is too great, and the age is not right, and he should still be on the run at this time - if he had a way to escape to the human world in his previous life, he would not have become like that back then.

"You also came to Yuncheng to compete for the Minghong Sword?" Mo Zhinian asked.

"also?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in Ming Hong Dao." Mo Zhi smiled young, "It's just such a big thing, if you don't join in the fun, it always feels like a trip to Yuncheng is useless."

"How did Ming Hongdao find out in Yuncheng?" Shuang Jiang asked curiously.

"I don't know, anyway, it's spreading more and more widely, and now everyone wants to get a share." Mo Zhinian led him out of the jungle, and pointed forward: "Okay, we're here."

Shuang Jiang looked in the direction he was pointing at, the towering gray city wall was endless, the city gate was wide open, scattered people were entering the city gate, there were streams of light in the sky rushing here, flying to the city wall and landing Come down and enter through the gate.

Mo Zhinian and Shuangjiang followed the flow of people into Yuncheng. The main road passing the city gate was wide and flat, with rows of shops and buildings on both sides, and the monks coming and going were in a hurry.As soon as Shuang Jiang entered the door, he sniffled and thought, "It's such a strong fire attribute breath."

Not long after the two of them walked, they heard a distant call: "Shuang Jiang——"

The voice was very ethereal, weak like an auditory hallucination.Shuang Jiang paused for a moment, thinking that he might have heard it wrong, and after searching around, he found that he heard it right—it was Zheng Yitong who was calling him.

Mo Zhinian obviously heard it too, facing the direction where Zheng Yitong came, and asked softly: "Your senior sister?"

"Ah."

"Are you a Jiuzhongshan disciple?"

Zheng Yitong is wearing the school uniform of Jiuchongshan, the main color is white, the white of hemp and filial piety, without handguards, I will give you a few bandages to wrap yourself, the waistband is a little gray, and the gold pattern on the chest is embroidered with Jiuchongshan simple The silhouette is barely a sign - I don't know why she can't bear to wear school uniforms so much. It is already a consensus in the cultivation world that Jiuchongshan's disciples don't wear school uniforms. There is really no need for her to remind everyone how poor Jiuchongshan is.

Shuang Jiang nodded: "Yes."

Mo Zhinian smiled and took a step back: "Then I won't bother you."

Shuang Jiang just wanted to tell him to wait, but when he turned his head, he could no longer see his people. Zheng Yitong finally walked over, without asking who the person was just now, and just leading the way, "Let's go to the Mohist mansion, Ming Hongdao just flew over There, it has not been moved, and now all sects and factions should be trying to arrest."

Shuang Jiang knew about the Mo family in Yuncheng.The Mohist family is a very famous instrument repairing family, they are low-key and produce first-class instruments, but they were exterminated a hundred years ago because the Mohist family is a family of cultivating demons.The famous decent sect led a large number of people to destroy the stronghold of the magic cultivator. After a fire, a large family disappeared from history.

Ming Hongdao's skylark form is not a secret, and Shuang Jiang thought it was impossible to catch Li Shuyan when he thought of it taking Li Shuyan back a step.Zheng Yitong obviously thinks so too: "Tianwen sent a Yuqi, I think we are hopeless."

If it is said that the transformation stage is the pinnacle that can be worked hard, the imperial energy and above are the realms that ordinary people can only look up to, and there are only a few of them in the Martial Arts.Except for the Demon Lord who ascended a hundred years ago, there have been no new Mahayana monks in the world of cultivating immortals for a long time, and it seems that the hole has been capped.

The Zhongzhou Tianwen Sect is the sect with the most complete inheritance among the three major immortal sects, and it is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Zhongzhou, it is the first choice for geniuses.There are few disputes in Tianwen, and there are few dangers, so the foundation has never suffered a devastating blow, and the warehouse can probably hold a Sushen Peak.

This shameless person still wants to grab Ming Hong Dao, so can you save some resources for others?

Of course, Jiuchongshan would not think so, but it is undeniable that this is the thinking of most small sects.

The mansion of the Mohist family was huge, and it had already been turned into ruins. The burnt black skeleton stood hideously on the ground, refusing to fall down, and the bricks and tiles pierced the sky silently.The burning sensation in the air became more intense as we walked here, and the fire-attribute aura filled the entire mansion. Shuang Jiang frowned suspiciously, thinking: there should be something under the ground.

The Mo family had no doors, the two jumped onto the high wall, and all kinds of people fell on the wreckage of the building.Shuang Jiang asked curiously: "Has this ruin been left here? Why not flatten it? It takes up a lot of space."

"It's not fair." Zheng Yitong said, "The broken pillars, the attack of Yuqi can't leave traces, let alone the iron, and the whole building is a whole. , People of the Demonic Way think this is a treasured place of geomantic omen, so don’t let it move.”

"The devil is ascending here?"

"Well, after the ascension, the entire cultivation world became a sensation, and the secret that the Mo family is a family of demon cultivators was revealed."

The Mo family is really unlucky.Shuang Jiang then asked: "The magic cultivator still has an aristocratic family?"

Zheng Yitong glanced at him weakly: "Did you jump out of a crack in the rock? You don't even know?"

No, I fell from the sky.

"Demonic cultivation is divided into three categories. The first category is obsessed with demons; the second category is cultivating Yin and evil skills; the third category is cultivating in the way of demons to seize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Demonic cultivation is much faster than normal cultivation. Many people can't resist the temptation to rapidly increase their realm and become demons, and most of them are in the third category." Zheng Yitong sighed, as if he was very unwilling to talk so much, "There are also some people who are born with no knowledge of twelve meridians, and their aptitude is really poor , will use the third way to become a demon. This kind of demon cultivator is easy to recognize, their eyes are red and the whites of their eyes are black. The Mohists are like this, and they may choose this way because they are born unable to cultivate."

Shuang Jiang pondered for a while: "It doesn't sound like such a heinous crime?"

Zheng Yitong sneered: "Let me talk about the third category first. In normal practice, spiritual energy will return to the heaven and earth in various ways, but for those who cultivate in this way, the spiritual energy captured will not return to the heaven and earth, and the amount of spiritual energy swallowed will be less, and it will last for a long time." , there will be a day when the spiritual energy will be exhausted, this is the first; the "spiritual power" of this kind of magic cultivator pollutes the world like a monster, this is the second; The higher it is, the more it will make people lose their minds and only kill. This is the third, no one can escape. There was once a demon cultivator who couldn't control himself after being promoted to become a god, and slaughtered an entire village. Do you think that? Heinous?"

Shuang Jiang nodded, and Zheng Yitong continued: "I won't talk about the second category. They can do anything for the sake of cultivation. As for the first category..."

After a pause, Zheng Yitong said lightly: "Those who can become obsessed are all high-level exercises, which are generally inherited from masters, and it is difficult to obtain Yeluzi. You either die at the moment of insanity, or you are not dead by luck," Zheng Yitong Made a gesture of wiping his neck, "It was also cleaned up by the teacher."

"Huh? No one alive?"

"Yes, there is one in Jiuchongshan." Zheng Yitong looked at Shuangjiang meaningfully, "You should be familiar with it."

Shuang Jiang was stunned for a moment, Zheng Yitong had already changed the subject, and pointed to a young man with his shoulders on a pillar in the distance: "That's the left side of Zhengming Peak, the second floor of Huashen, the younger generation is better at fighting, so I unilaterally believe it's you Eldest brother is a deadly enemy."

The young man hugged his shoulders and looked arrogantly looking at people with his nostrils on his face. He carried a long knife on his back.

"Unilateral? Why unilateral?" Shuang Jiang regained his spirit.

"You know, Yu Yaofeng doesn't like to fight very much, Zuo Cheng, it's just the opposite. He fought all over the Nine Peaks, except for losing to that little pervert Ding Junfeng, Yu Yaofeng was the only one left who couldn't tell the winner. , he saw Yu Yaofeng and was about to fight him, forcing your elder brother to take a detour when he saw him." Zheng Yitong said slowly, "You Sushen Peak are also interesting, Ding Junfeng's little pervert is nothing more than his swordsmanship. You don’t care about anything else, but you just set your sights on your master, chasing after him day and night to learn from him, forcing Li Shuyan to not leave Tianshu Pavilion for three years.”

After finishing speaking, she laughed to herself: "When I came out, I went to blow up the Demon Palace. Hey, it's really his style."

Zuo Cheng didn't know whether he heard it or it was a coincidence, so he glanced at Shuang Jiang and turned his head without interest.This made Shuang Jiang feel strangely familiar. Thinking about it carefully - oh, it was the same when he met Long Yin.

"There are people from the Zhongzhou Tianwen Sect over there, just those two people in yellow clothes." Zheng Yitong motioned to Shuangjiang to look at the two straight figures on the tallest ruins. This light yellow color is low-key, luxurious and connotative when you see it through. On the first day of junior high school, I don't know how many grades the plain white and rich gold are.One of them, wearing a Taoist uniform and holding a whisk in his hand, was wearing a high crown. He was quite different from everyone who was full of vigilance. His posture was very relaxed, and he looked at the inner courtyard with a smile.

"That Taoist is Qi Qi Qi, God asks which hall's hall master," Zheng Yitong said, "He said he was here to intercept Minghong, so he didn't make a move."

Cultivators above the realm of Yuqi have the meaning of the treasure of the mountain, and they don't take part in secular scrambles. They usually serve as mascots for the sect with all their heart, and they will only act when there are major events such as the demon cultivator attacking the mountain gate. .Zheng Yitong didn't deliberately lower his voice. Hearing the words, the Yuqi cultivator turned his head around, saluted Zheng Yitong first, and then explained to Shuangjiang with a smile: "Your junior from Jiuchongshan, right? Ask the master of the Qiuzhi Hall in the next sky."

Shuang Jiang saluted him, and then asked Zheng Yitong: "Ming Hong Dao in the inner courtyard?"

"The master of a small sect is chasing it, and it looks like he is about to lose. Minghong is flying to the outer courtyard." Zheng Yitong glanced in the direction of the inner courtyard, and then slowly introduced to Shuang Jiang: "There are people from Kunlun. .”

The rich and powerful Kunlun is probably here to join in the fun, there are not many people, only three, all of them are in the stage of transformation, but it is easy to recognize, almost all of them are engraved with talismans, from accessories to weapons. He and Zheng Yitong are simply poor.Shuang Jiang sometimes doesn't understand that Jiuchongshan is the sect with the most land area among the three great immortal sects, and they can make a lot of money from mines alone, so why are they so poor?

He asked quietly, and Zheng Yitong said: "That's not bad, Jiuchong Mountain has many disasters, and it burns money."