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The sky was gloomy. A casual cultivator who flew past the carriage fell heavily to the ground. He was grabbed by the face and lifted up by the burly and fierce man. Severe pain came from his face. The moment he thought he was going to die, he closed his eyes and heard words coming from a distance.
came.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, please show mercy!"
Chen Yuan, who was dressed in a pale blue robe, stood on the carriage, her robes flying up in the wind. She turned her head in the direction of the sound and saw that she was an acquaintance. She slowly raised her hand behind her back.
Dian Wei, who was below, lifted up the casual cultivator, then let go of the man and threw him to the ground.
"Taoist Master Qingxu, are you here to catch me?"
Chen Yuan jumped out of the carriage, said this with a smile, and walked towards the other party. Over there, in addition to Qingxu, there were also disciples from Juling Mansion and Lihuo Sect, including Yu Feihong. When he heard Chen Yuan's words
He spoke like this, with the corners of his mouth twitching.
Is it really appropriate to joke around at this time?
However, he didn't say anything, and followed Taoist Priest Qingxu up to hold his hands. Over there, Chen Yuan nodded kindly, and then his eyes fell on Qingxu.
"Taoist Master, why did the Heavenly Master suddenly order the Taoists to arrest me?"
"This is not a place for conversation, you come with me." Qingxu looked around, asked the disciples of Juling Mansion to help heal the undead cultivators, took them down, and immediately walked to the fields ahead, Chen
Yuan understood, followed behind, drew out the magic formula, and took away the gods and men outside the carriage. The unburned incense was also snapped into two pieces.
Pieces of golden wheat fields rippled in front of my eyes. An old man and a young man were walking on the field ridges in the autumn wind, looking at the fertile fields around them and the farmers who came to look at them.
Qingxu's Taoist robe was quite eye-catching, and coupled with the unforgettable scene just now, many farmers were so frightened that they neither left nor stayed. They hurriedly hunkered down in the fields and cut half an acre in one go.
of wheat.
After a long while, Taoist Master Qingxu, who was walking in front, seemed to find an excuse before he slowly spoke.
"The Celestial Master was recovering from his injuries in the quiet room. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. We all felt the changes in the court. Mingguang went to the quiet room to look for the Celestial Master, but he... disappeared. When the Celestial Master came out, his temper was the same as before.
There are some differences, even if we pretend to be the same, Yuchen and I can still feel that the Heavenly Master must be under control."
Chen Yuan, who was walking behind, nodded silently. This was roughly the same as his previous guess. After all, with the Celestial Master's cultivation, even if the gods wanted to control his mind, it would be almost difficult to do so. The only way was to distract him.
The only conditions for distraction are things closely related to the Tianshi Mansion, and there is only one - turmoil in the imperial court.
He looked at the stopped figure in front of him and frowned slightly.
"You guessed it right. The regicide of King Qing affected the Tianshi Mansion and distracted the Tianshi. In the end, someone took advantage of him?!"
"Fellow Taoist and Pindao have thought of something!"
Qingxu nodded, took two steps with his sleeves clasped, and looked at the farmers working in the fields: "What is going on and who is in charge of everything? Maybe Mingguang knows a little bit about it. Yuchen originally came here with Pindao, but he didn't come here with Pindao on the way.
, he left quietly to find the whereabouts of Mingguang, and I came to stop this misunderstanding first."
Bidige
"Worried about me getting killed?"
Hearing Qingxu's gentle tone, Chen Yuan was still grateful. He immediately thought of coming to stop him. How could this friendship be faked? After a moment, he smiled: "Who am I? How can I be killed so easily?
, you know that if you are in the same realm, you are invincible in the world, but if you are in a higher realm, you can change them one by one, which will make them suffer a lot."
Qingxu: "..."
You're still in the mood to joke at this time, but you didn't see the poor Taoist being so serious? If the Heavenly Master is controlled and killed, let's see how you can laugh.
Uh, isn't it enough to liven up the atmosphere? Chen Yuan looked at the slightly trembling muscles on Qingxu's face and quickly raised his hand.
"The atmosphere is a bit tense. Let's be active and don't be so serious. Things haven't reached a desperate situation yet."
Qingxu raised his hand and tapped the space a few times, and showed a helpless smile: "You, I don't know where your optimism comes from. A few years ago, Hezhou heard that you killed Yue Jie people, and he thought to himself
"You should be an unscrupulous evil person, but later on, you respect your teachers, treat others with kindness, and when it comes to revenge, you are hysterical and try your best to take revenge. Until now, even the poor people can't see through you."
Around the ox cart in the distance, the monks from Juling Mansion and Lihuo Gate stopped to look at it.
For a quiet moment, the two of them stood side by side in front of a field. Chen Yuan plucked a piece of plump wheat and said, "Taoist Master Qingxu, let's talk about how to deal with it next. We can't all fight against each other."
"I know this truth well, so I met a group of disciples from Juling Mansion and others on the way. I told them the reason. They are all cultivators. How can we indiscriminately treat them as Canglan Sword Sect?"
Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment by these sudden words. When he saw Qingxu laughing, he also smiled: "You said that I am not serious enough, isn't the Taoist Master the same?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then their voices gradually became quieter, and they could only speak in words that they could hear.
In the distance, Yu Feihong stood on the roadside, leaning on his sword scabbard and looking over there. The junior sister on the side stood on tiptoes, holding his sleeves, watching, and whispered: "Senior brother, the Taoist priest is laughing with that person.
What, I look so happy."
"That's a man's business." Yu Feihong looked majestic. Thinking of what Taoist Master Qingxu said on the way, he couldn't help but puff up his chest. If this was really the case, it would be a major change that could not be seen in a thousand years, and he would be forced to catch it.
If you go to school, even if you die by then, you will still be able to write it down in the family register. I'm afraid it will be the first incense when burning incense.
On the other side of the field, matters unknown to outsiders have been discussed and settled, and all that is left is the gentle instructions.
"You and I still have to act according to the agreement, and we can't let anyone see anything strange. It must be the two gods Zu and Yi who can make such a move. If you have the ability, see if you can find out where the two gods' bodies are buried. Pindao will bring you
Juling Mansion, Lihuomen will search everywhere for you, and wait for Yuchen and Mingguang to come over."
After listening to the whispers ringing in his ears, Chen Yuan nodded. It was just the physical body of the two gods. How could he know? The only ancient book in his hand, "Huangchuan Miscellaneous Mysteries" only recorded spells and anecdotes, which had not yet been translated.
I have heard stories about gods.
Qingxu seemed to understand what Chen Yuan was thinking. The theory of gods and immortals did exist in the sect, but it was not detailed. He only told the ins and outs of immortals, and it was given to the late emperor who liked the theory of ghosts and gods decades ago.
"Young Daoist Chen, maybe you can go to the palace to look for it. Forty years ago, the late emperor Gongsun Ji compiled a collection of rare books from all over the world. It is impossible to find them in it."
As he spoke, he took out a command talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Yuan: "When you get to Luodu, if you meet Ming Hui and others, ask them to help you sneak in."
Chen Yuan frowned slightly: "Why?"
"When the new emperor ascends the throne and the dragon energy is restored, all magic power will inevitably be cut off. Once in the palace, Taoist friends may not be able to use their skills, but with the protection of Ming Hui and others, they may not be able to enter the palace and find relevant ancient books."
There was silence for a while.
Chen Yuan nodded and said: "Okay!" He turned around and walked towards the road. At this time, the old cow was holding a cow's head in his mouth, looking at the monks around him warily, and repeating in his heart: "
Will there be a fight? If there is a fight, you have to take over the body of an old cow."
Before he finished reciting, the wooden stick in his mouth was suddenly snatched away. He raised his eyes, and Chen Yuan threw Niutou Abang's wooden stick into the carriage, jumped on the car and chased it away, and raised his sleeves to make a move.
"receive!"
The puppets and dead wood that were all still on the ground flew back to the carriage, and the open stages on both sides closed together. The old cow let out a breath, easily raised his hooves, and hurried back towards the town.
"Amazing!"
The woman next to Yu Feihong put her hands together on her chin, her eyes twinkling. The former snorted coldly, picked up the magic sword, held it in her hand, and turned around quite gracefully.
"Don't look at me. I'm very stylish too, okay? I'm amazing. I'll just let you take a look at me more in the future."
At this time, Qingxu also came over from that side. He glanced at the ox cart that was going away, and then his eyes swept over the people around him: "Chen Yuan has escaped from here. Fellow Taoists, follow Pindao all the way to follow his traces!"
In Juling Mansion, the Lihuo Sect disciples looked at me and I looked at you, with smiles on their lips, and they responded repeatedly. This situation is what they most want to see. After all, everyone knows each other, and they really want to fight.
Many people were not so willing, but fortunately they met Taoist Priest Qingxu who was chasing him on the road, and he let them know the inside story.
"In this case, I will listen to the Taoist Master's orders!"
Yu Feihong held his sword and cupped his fists and shouted, then he, his disciples, and the elders of Lihuo Sect cleaned up the area, brought along all the dead and undead casual cultivators, followed Qingxu, and came from another place.