Yu Xian was in a daze for a while before he regained his composure.
Today's beauty is exiled in the past time, and cannot come to this world at all, let alone a physical body, not even a remnant of the soul.
Yu Xian still has enough time to cut off the bond with her.
Facing an unknown and powerful existence, Yu Xian did not dare to gamble with his own life.
The Ghost King of Nanshan and the Ghost King of Bashan are the most ready-made examples!
Moreover, Meilan will be exiled to a period of time in the past. Apart from the mistakes in the battle, is there no other reason?
After all, Meilan is also a demon!
If according to the old saying of Chongxuanzi, demons are elves herded by heaven and have the mission of restoring the direction of the destined people, then what happens when the mission is over?
When King Wu was conquering Zhou, Su Daji, the demon concubine of Shangtang, followed her destiny and brought trouble to the Shang Dynasty. Wasn't the final result just that her head was cut off and hung on the Xiaobai flag?
After teaching humans to make clothes from silk, has the colorful mission ended?
Not impossible!
That……
Now that she is trying to return to this world, does this count as going against nature?
In the confusion of his thoughts, something that Zuoqiu Junyi had said came to Yu Xian's mind.
——"Now that the dynasty of the Han Dynasty cannot be suppressed, many of the dregs of the previous dynasty have begun to overflow again."
…
Zhang Lu looked at Yu Xian carefully. When Yu Xian came back to his senses, he asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"
Yu Xian was speechless for a moment, "Disciple..."
Zhang Lu smiled, did not ask further questions, and said slowly, "What about after dealing with Zhang Wen?"
Only then did Yu Xian remember the story he had told before and continued, "Later, the disciple accidentally discovered a cock-crowing hall in the Han Palace, where a great demon was imprisoned, called Taoist Pheasant."
This is something that Yu Xian has long wanted to ask someone about.
He described the pheasant Taoist to Zhang Lu in detail, and then asked in confusion, "The disciple is puzzled. The demon general Guan Hai once said that he was a demon and could not practice Taoism, so why did he do that?
The seven-colored pheasant spirit is called a Taoist and practices Taoism. Can he still use the fire of the five virtues of Confucianism?"
Zhang Lu was also a little surprised when he heard this, "There is such a thing?!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes, pinched his fingers and started to calculate.
After calculating for a long time, Zhang Lu frowned slightly, looked at Yu Xian and said calmly, "I can't figure it out."
"I wanted to count this demon several times just now, but every time I felt palpitations in my heart. This demon and I seem to have a great connection, but I don't know whether it is a chance or a fate."
All right.
Yu Xian completely gave up all thoughts related to this monster.
If even Zhang Lu can't do it, it would be even harder for others to do it.
The culprit who burned down Luoyang may have no choice but to be left unpunished.
Yu Xian ignored the matter and continued, "The important ministers who supported the Han Dynasty planned a surprise attack, preparing to rush into the palace and kill Dong Zhuo. Unexpectedly, the secret was not kept secret, and someone tipped it off. As a result, a big incident occurred in the Luoyang Palace.
Melee,”
"The Kwantung Allied Forces and the Southern Huns also participated in this melee. Later, the two sides started a battle around the Jiming Hall."
Zhang Luqi said, "If these people don't attack the enemy's key points, why are they fighting near the demon? Aren't they afraid of angering the beast and losing their lives?"
When Yu Xian heard this, he sighed, "That's because human hearts are more vicious than demons."
Without waiting for Zhang Lu to ask, Yu Xian explained, "If we lose, the losing family will try their best to break the prison of Pheasant Taoist and release it. Pheasant Taoist was imprisoned by the Han Emperor for many years, and he also stationed the Eighth School Lieutenant of Xiyuan.
If you suppress someone, you will be full of resentment. Once you get out of trouble, you will definitely take revenge. In this way, you can create some trouble for the winner, and the loser will have a chance to survive."
Zhang Lu nodded, "That's it."
"Later, the battle in Luoyang Palace City decided the outcome, and Taoist Pheasant also took the opportunity to escape. He had a grudge in his heart, so he transformed into seven and set up an array of five fires and seven birds in Luoyang City. In the blink of an eye, Luoyang City was burned to the ground
It’s a purgatory.”
"My disciple was in Luoyang and couldn't just sit back and watch, so he used his magic skills to help the people. He saved many people who were in trouble."
Zhang Lu was delighted when he heard this, "Very good. Although I, a Taoist, live outside the world, I am not a ruthless person. It is rare for you to have such compassion."
Yu Xian thought about it and felt that he should tell Zhang Lu everything about Hanzhong.
"After the disciples came to rescue, many people knelt down and begged for a way out. I had some hunch that there might be some opportunities in Hanzhong. So I persuaded those people to go west and asked my registered disciple Xu Huang to escort them all the way. In the city of Luoyang,
Including several surrounding counties, there may be hundreds of thousands of people traveling westward."
After Zhang Lu heard this, he smiled casually and said, "You are only a small student, but you have quite a few disciples."
Yu Xian raised his head and looked at Zhang Lu with big eyes and small eyes.
Zhang Lu was puzzled, "What? You can't even talk about it."
Yu Xian was speechless.
Boss, do I mean to talk about registered disciples? The point is Hanzhong, Hanzhong!
Shouldn't you have been plotting there for a long time?
There are hundreds of thousands of people I saved there. If you are willing, how many calculations can you use here?
"What happened next?" Zhang Lu asked again.
later……
Later, Nima!
The roots of Yu Xian's teeth were itchy.
He had finally given up on Zhang Lu.
It seems that to determine the cause and effect of this matter, it depends on Liu Yan's success or failure.
Yu Xian coughed and decisively skipped the progress.
"Later I heard that Liu Yan had kidnapped the Taoist palace to attack Hanzhong, and Yingchuan Academy sent disciples to deal with my Taoist sect. The disciples were worried that the sect would fall into Liu Yan's trick, and they were also afraid that Yingchuan Academy would plot against them, so they came all the way back.
, if you want to contribute something to the teacher’s sect, that’s basically it.”
Zhang Lu's face turned pale when he heard Liu Yan's name.
Then he frowned and said, "Yingchuan Academy took action, how come I didn't know about it?"
Yu Xian couldn't complain anymore.
That's because I'm carrying the burden for you!
Do you know how fierce Mr. Guo is?
Yu Xian said feebly, "The man from Yingchuan Academy is called Guo Jia. My disciples fought with him several times and got the upper hand by luck. Well, he is the one waiting outside the hall now. He now threatens to escape the world and practice Taoism.
If you sincerely join Heming Taoist Palace, the disciples don’t know what his plans are. Everything will be decided by the headmaster.”
After Zhang Lu listened, he roughly understood what was going on.
He nodded, "That's it."
After finishing speaking, he pondered for a while and said with a serious look, "The matter of Yingchuan Academy is not a trivial matter. Later I will use the method of leaving the body to go to the Taoist temple in Yingchuan County and find someone to ask about this matter."
What is the origin of Guo Jia? Please protect me."
"The soul left the body." Yu Xian was startled and stared at Zhang Lu closely.
Zhang Lu calmly waved his whisk, and the smoke from the bronze crane curled around him.
Then, a powerful and violent soul power slowly rose in front of Yu Xian, and then rushed high into the sky in a very short time and disappeared.