It's okay to kowtow to apologize, but Tianxiang Mansion is the cave they have been running for hundreds of years, and now they are asked to destroy it themselves. This punishment is really not light. The two demons Cong Jiang are reluctant to leave, but they dare not ask for mercy again. For a moment,
Standing still, Taoist Cong's face turned pale green, and Monk Jiang's eyes turned yellow.
Su Jing coughed and pleaded for the two demons: "It was just a misunderstanding. Now that the matter has been clarified, we will be friends next time we meet, so you can just keep them."
Monk Jiang did not expect that Su Jing would actually speak for them. He showed gratitude on his old face. Taoist Cong reacted faster. He hurriedly bowed to Su Jing and said loudly: "Since you are the younger generation of Fairy and her, you are also our Tianxiang Mansion."
If you are a distinguished guest, the immortal guest, in the future, if you have any missions, I will go to Tianxiang Mansion with just one word of the little immortal's order."
Before the old Taoist could finish his lofty words, Qian Xun said to Su Jing: "If you want to stay, they can stay and come with me." After saying this, his skirts fluttered and he flew through the sky. Su Jing spread his wings to follow, and the black wind evil transformed.
The original form carried three dwarfs on its back and flew towards the center of the lake together.
Before leaving, Big Black Eagle, who had always been taciturn, suddenly had a sudden impulse and asked the Chongjiang Demon: "Isn't there a Garlic Immortal in Tianxiang Mansion?"
"She is practicing in seclusion." Monk Jiang blurted out, and Taoist Cong added without thinking: "If you don't have all three flavors, how dare you call yourself the Original Fragrance of Heaven and Earth?"
I have onions, ginger, and garlic, and the big black eagle is at ease.
Follow the yellow skirt and slowly fly. The flat lake under your feet is like a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The floating lights are fleeting and longing. It is a unique scenery. Only those who fly can't appreciate this scenery. Isn't this a joy of spiritual practice?
Su Jing couldn't help but laugh. He was a young man who was never satisfied, but seemed to be very easily satisfied.
While walking, Qian Xun said to Su Jing: "About Lu Yajiu, tell me everything you know from getting along with him."
Following the instructions on the second note in the steamed bun, Su Jing began to tell the story of his relationship with Patriarch Lu.
After crossing half of the lake, the group came to a bare island. Qianxun's long sleeves fluttered slightly, the air trembled and rippled, the invisibility spell was removed, and the desolate island immediately changed its appearance. The blue-black reef became
Green velvet grassland and sycamore trees are scattered around a small courtyard with white walls and blue tiles.
Under the leadership of Qian Xun, several people landed on the island, walked through the grass into the small courtyard, and sat down in the main room. Heifengsha was very particular about rules and stood behind Su Jing and refused to sit down. The three corpses came to know each other and climbed up one by one.
Chair to sit comfortably.
There were maids around Qian Xun. When he saw a guest, he didn't need to give orders, so he stepped forward to serve tea. The maids had curvy bodies, and their waists swayed in a charming way when they walked. However, they were all covered with veils.
, I don’t know where the custom is, people can’t see clearly.
Seeing the woman holding the flower, Shenjun Da Le leaned forward to pick up the tea cup. Of course, his fat and short fingers could not help but gently rub the back of the girl's smooth hand. However, he had just made slight contact with her, and he seemed to be suddenly stabbed.
As if he had arrived, he trembled violently and hurriedly pulled his hands back, his face full of surprise.
Qian Xun glanced at Nian Hua, but said nothing. He turned back to Su Jing and said, "Continue talking."
For a long time, Su Jing finished telling all the things related to Lu Yajiu. The setting sun sank into the lake, leaving only Zuo Hui struggling. The small courtyard had darkened, but the owner had no intention of lighting the lamp. Everyone was sitting in the darkness.
Qian gently exhaled a breath and murmured: "He is still alive. I thought you would bring the news of his death. I thought I could cry bitterly today, but I didn't."
She said, "No need to cry," but without any warning, she shed two lines of tears, but her expression remained unchanged. Her face was so beautiful that it looked like the colors in a painting, no matter what.
Beauty does not move and refuses to move.
"He asked you to come to me to learn swordsmanship, and finally he is willing to let me do something for him." In a light voice, she waved her hands to wipe away her tears, and then asked Su Jing: "Didn't he want you to pick up the sword?"
Are you coming again? The sword tomb is closed and no one can collect swords anymore, so what are you doing here again?"
Su Jing took out two boxes of snacks from the brocade bag: "It's Chinese New Year, and I'm here to wish you a happy New Year."
While talking, Su Jing stood in front of Qian Xun and followed the etiquette of a junior to wish Qian Xun New Year's greetings.
The three corpses refused to be regarded as their seniors and did not move at all. They sat on the chair and swayed their short legs, watching happily from the side, as if nothing happened.
Qian Xun's eyes finally stopped being indifferent and became a little curious: "New Year greetings?"
It was this touch of curiosity that made her suddenly become alive and vivid, and what followed was a dazzling youth. Unfortunately, in just an instant, she turned back into the lonely woman again after a snap of her fingers, and did not pursue the topic of 'New Year's greetings': "
knew."
With just three words, she stopped talking.
For some reason, with her silence, the hearts of several people in the main room sank slightly, feeling indescribably deserted.
Not long after, the last wisp of red clouds on the horizon finally couldn't stop the encroaching darkness of the night, and dispersed into nothingness, and the sky turned completely dark. In an instant, the island was addicted to the dark night, and suddenly became cold and gloomy.
Looking up, he could see the stars shining brightly, but he couldn't see his fingers on the island. Although there was no wind passing by, Su Jing felt like he was falling into the netherworld. The air was so thick that it was almost hard to breathe, but it was so cold that it was bone-chilling. It was indescribably cold and deathly.
Death enveloped the island.
Su Jing already had a good foundation in the Golden Crow Yang Fire, and his five senses were keen to see the surroundings. He immediately realized that the coldness on the island had nothing to do with the weather. All the coldness and gloom came from the underworld - the evil spirit of death!
Su Jing frowned, stood up and said to Qian Xun, "Please sit down for a moment, I'll go out and take a look."
The quiet and beautiful island suddenly became full of ghosts. The only reason Su Jing could think of was that the Laughing Ghost was seriously injured and was unwilling to go back, so he invited a powerful ghost to come back for revenge. Su Jing asked himself whether he was responsible for this incident.
You can't just sit in your room and pretend to be innocent.
Qian Xun saw through the young man's thoughts, shook his head and said nothing, Yingying stood up and walked out, Su Jing followed her. As soon as she walked out of the small courtyard, a series of painful hissings suddenly came out from the dark, the sound was like a file piercing the ear drum.
, creepy.
After the howling, the wind on the island became even worse, and at the same time, the ground began to tremble violently. The plane trees on the island were swayed with a roar, and broken branches and leaves fell like rain.
The cries from the evil ghosts' mouths are getting louder and louder, and gradually become one. The boundless gloom and noise make people's blood boiling and their minds restless. With Su Jing's current Taoism, it is almost impossible to keep his inner clarity! Lei Dong can see that he is the right person.
Feeling uncomfortable, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Jing's sleeve to give him an idea: "The evil spirits are making an alarming noise, so the only way to control the trouble is to release the crows and fight poison with poison."
"What Tianzun said is true." Datou Akame immediately agreed. After finishing speaking, he felt that this "agreement" seemed a bit weak, as if someone was missing. Akame turned to look at Nianhua: "Why don't you speak? Hey, you
What's wrong? Are you sick?"
He was very good at picking flowers. He was clasping his hands behind his back and looking around with a smile. It was not like he was in the ghost world, as if he was enjoying the flowers in the spring. Lei Dong was very surprised when he saw his appearance: "I don't know how to be afraid anymore. It must be because of illness."
Already."
The red-eyed master had a stern look on his face, his eyes were like blood, and he said solemnly: "Could it be that he was bent over by a mourning object?"
"The third child spends all day wandering around the flowers. His yang energy is the weakest, and he is easily bent over and snatched away." Lei Dong was in a hurry and spoke eloquently.
Nian Hua coughed and shook his hands wildly: "That's not the case. Don't worry at all. It's not the Yin soldiers who came to kill us. The island is like this because of our little master's wife's tricks!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone including Su Jing was surprised. Huangqun Qianxun said softly, and turned back to look at Nianhua: "You can know the true identity of the little maid by touching her hand.
Not bad." Then, she said to Su Jing: "I have raised some corpse slaves at home and some corpse soldiers underground. After counting the time, I have almost released them now."
Within a few words, the "bump" of the island became more violent, and soon the soil under the sycamore trees was churning like pulp, and a coffin slowly emerged from the ground.
Twelve sycamore trees and twelve copper coffins.
The copper coffin is sealed with numerous talismans. At this moment, the runes on the coffin are flashing red, getting redder as they burn. Even if Su Jing doesn't understand this spell, he can see that the corpse-suppressing talisman is exerting all its strength to resist the living corpses in the coffin.
of restlessness.
Qian Xun stepped forward and checked the coffins one by one. The corpse inside could detect the owner's aura, and would stop struggling as soon as she got close.
After turning around, Qian Xun's tone was slightly pleased: "Very good, everyone, come out." With that, he waved his hand gently, and all the talismans on the coffin turned into smoke, and then there was a deafening muffled bang, and everyone sat down.
The copper coffin shattered into pieces, and twelve corpses jumped out!
The body is like a giant bear wrapped in black chains, black boots and black armor cover the face, layers of green light flicker from the armor, these evil corpses are freed, all of them look up to the sky and howl, their shrill screams go straight into the sky, shaking the stars.
dim.
After a long while, Li Xiao stopped, and the black-armored corpses were lined up in two rows, all kneeling to Qian Xun.
Qian Xun turned around and asked Su Jing: "Are you afraid?"
Su Jing sighed: "It's not easy to worry about!"
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