Listening to the Phoenix

Chapter 17 Immortal Monarch Water Ripple

— We might have to go to Biyuntian.

Lingyinzui caressed the bamboo slips carried by the white crane, the words written on it were not so much words as patterns.

This was Shang Lian's research in order not to reveal some secrets when she was idle and bored back then. Only they understood...the secret code.

However, Biyuntian...

Putting the bamboo slips on the table, Lingyin got up drunk and walked to the window, looking at the silent Liuxia Peak.

It's the territory of the Rong family.

Rong family...

During the period of catastrophe, Rongying Mo'an's four families stood side by side, how prosperous it was.But now the Ying family has long disappeared in the torrent of time, and the only two remaining bloodlines have no liking for the Ying family, or even disgust; the Mo family has been controlled by the demons and is doomed to decline after this catastrophe; But from the few words An Xiaoyu and his disciples said, it is difficult to maintain the status of Anjia today.

So, of these four families, only the Rong family remains.

Listening drunk lowered his eyes.

It is true that he does not understand these things, but this never means that he cannot see them clearly.He didn't understand it because he was so well protected and never touched or heard of it, but it was easy to see clearly.

The Rong family, if something happens, there will be trouble.

But... "Mingyao, Rong Mingyao?"

"Cang Ming is indeed from Biyun Tianrong's family." Feng Queci's voice came.

"And, the fifth branch of the first line."

"For some reason, the Rong family didn't even stop him from entering the Ninth Elementary School. At that time, Cang Ming's talent had already been tested, and any big family should not send a future major repairer to another force." Except Anjia.

Feng Que's phoenix eyes were cold: "Of course, the previous Patriarch of the An family didn't know if he was stupid or not, but he expelled such a person as He Yi from the An family."

"You admire him very much?" Listening Zui heard something wrong and asked.

"Talents in Cangtan are really rare." There was a flash of fighting intent in Feng Que's eyes.

"With his ability, he can push any force to the top."

Feng Que resigned and stroked the long sword around his waist unconsciously, "He is definitely more than a deity. Besides, he is an all-rounder. At least until now, except for Liuchen, I haven't seen anything that makes him at a loss. "

"All-rounder..." Lingyinzui tilted his head to look at him, "Actually, Mingyao is also all-rounder, and...you and..."

Feng Que was taken aback.

"You really know almost everything, even cooking." Lingyinzui looked up at Feng Queci, "Are you still able to cook? I want to eat."

Feng Que's speech froze.

Cooking... what's that?

Seeing his bewildered expression, listening to the music became boring.After tidying up several bamboo slips, he took out a blank pen to learn a few words, put it next to the white crane's beak, and said, "Send it back."

Seeing his rather displeased expression, Feng Queci inexplicably felt somewhat displeased with himself, so he said, "If... to learn now, will it be too late?"

As soon as he said this, he didn't react yet, but Ling Yinzui was a little surprised.

It has been more than a month since he came out of retreat, and Mo Shanglian introduced a lot of "common sense" that he didn't know before, or even unheard of before, which made him understand a lot of things that he didn't understand before.

However, he also learned from the "information center" in Moshang Lian's mouth that arrogance is the norm for a monk like A Ci who has been almost spoiled since childhood, is under fifty, and has a high position.

It is unheard of for him to try to cook because he said "I want to eat".

Ah Ci's attitude really made him suspect that he did not have amnesia.

Ling Yinzui chuckled, his eyebrows that had always been frozen were unsealed, like an ice flower on the top of a snow mountain that has not bloomed for thousands of years, suddenly blooming, bewitching any creature he saw to bow his head to him.

"Okay." The soft voice flowed out, like the finest wine, just one sip will make people addicted.

Feng Que Ci couldn't escape this bewitchment, and while intoxicated, he clearly felt a moment of joy.

On the Qingjing Peak, the young man in white knelt and sat on the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, the square-shaped jade in his hand projected a screen of light, and the words on the screen made him slightly frown.

The white fox with its tail beside him lazily said: "Just let your father go through the motions, why bother."

An Xiaoyu turned her head sideways, "It's different."

"So you humans are troublesome." Linghu Ruoze said.

An Xiaoyu glanced at him, implying a threat, "The Linghu clan lost their prince, and they are looking for it all over the cultivation world."

Linghu Ruoze: "..."

"It is said that he is about to reach adulthood but has disappeared." An Xiaoyu's voice was light, "Ah Ruo, be quiet."

Linghu Jose: Don't forget that you are still my natal contractor!

If I go back, you still have to lose a lot of combat power!

And those elders will definitely find a way to solve the contract, especially the one that is harmless to me but harmful to you must be among the best solutions!

After thinking for a long time, An Xiaoyu got up, left Linghu Ruoze behind, and headed for the bamboo house.

"So, Yu'er, what do you think?" An Heyi, who was leaning on the couch after hearing An Xiaoyu's explanation of his visit, asked.

"What's dad thinking?" An Xiaoyu asked back.

"Yu'er, Cang Yue... to teach him, no matter what, he is on our side." An Heyi said.

He suddenly asked: "Yu'er, do you want to be the head teacher?"

An Xiaoyu's eyes widened suddenly, not lacking in astonishment.

"If you think about it, you will be the next head teacher." An Heyi said word by word, letting An Xiaoyu know that what he said was not false.

"father……"

"Yu'er, you just need to tell Dad, do you want to be the head teacher?" An Heyi looked serious.

Under such circumstances, An Xiaoyu calmed down instead, "Father, I don't want to."

"I have no intention of being the head teacher."

"Although I am Shui Lan Daozi, most of the past masters in the Ninth Beginning came from Shui Lan, but Yu'er is real and has no intention of becoming a master."

"Reason. I need a reason." An Heyi continued without the slightest surprise.

"I... don't want to." An Xiaoyu said in obedience to his inner feelings.

"I see." An Heyi nodded.

"But, Dad, can I know, why do you ask me this?"

"It's not my father." An Heyi explained, "An accident happened to me back then, and I don't know why after I recovered. The juniors of Jiuchushui blamed me... Although Cang Yue is the head teacher now, they all think that I It is the head teacher. So they want you to be the head teacher."

An Xiaoyu:? ? ?

what logic?

"...Because although I am not the head teacher, I actually handle most of the affairs of the sect." An Heyi said.

An Xiaoyu asked doubtfully, "Will Master Master be dissatisfied?"

An Heyi looked calm: "You have to ask Master, I don't know."

"..." An Xiaoyu was speechless as soon as he recalled his master.

Dad, I'm afraid you are the only one in this world who thinks that Shuiyi Xianjun is very gentle and kind.

On the next day, on Jiuyuan Peak.

It's rare, except for the Shui Lan vein, which is the master of Shui Yi Future, all the ten main veins have arrived.Of course, Feng Que Ci brought the listening drunk.

When An Heyi stepped into the hall, Cang Yue was very surprised.

Although he wanted his senior brother to come, he felt that it was more likely that his senior brother would ignore him.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother really came.

"Who will go to the discussion?"

The first to speak out was Feng Queci, who has always been careless about everything. He looked at Ling Yinzui beside him, and asked, "Will Ah Ling go?"

"meeting."

"That's me."

Immediately, the people present at the beginning of Jiuchu were silent for a while.

They have already started to think about how to deal with the various sect families who came to Jiuchu after the Dao Discussion Conference.

Let Han Wang go out...

According to the words on the "Message Center", isn't Lord Han Wang a self-propelled killer in human form?

Amplify the killer and go out...the consequences.

Miserable.

After a moment of silence, An Heyi said, "I'll go too."

Suddenly there was the sound of a piece of teacup breaking.

Except for Feng Que Ci who was not surprised and Ling Yinzui who looked flat, the other major repairs present looked incredible.

Senior brother... one forgetting is enough!

So they are going to release two humanoid self-propelled killers at this seminar!

Other sect families don't think that they are trying to... suppress and deter them.

Cang Yue: ...

"Brother, are you going to lead the team?"

An Heyi said calmly: "Yes."

"Brother, have you forgotten that you haven't been out of Jiuchu for a long time?"

An Heyi: "But wasn't that 500 years ago to 18 years ago, and 17 years ago to six years ago?"

Cang Yue choked: "Does Master know?"

"...I want to go out, I will tell Master later." An Heyi paused suspiciously.

Cang Yue: "But senior brother, the master has something to say, you have to tell him if you want to leave Jiuchu."

An Heyi looked calm: "So after you agree, I will go to find the master."

Cang Yue felt helpless in his heart.

If he agrees, then the senior brother will tell the master, if the master disagrees, then he can't lose face as the head teacher; if he doesn't agree... the senior brother casually says something to the master, he will also be in bad luck .

In short, he would be unlucky if he agreed or disagreed with this matter.

An Heyi stood with a calm expression.

"Then..." After thinking for a while, Cang Yue finally decided to follow An Heyi's wishes, "The senior brother and Han Wang will lead the team together."

Vein masters: Headmaster, wake up!

That is Senior Brother Cang Tan!

Although he acted with restraint in everything back then, but——

After his accident 500 years ago, his personality changed drastically!

What if a bad blood flowed like a river?

How to clean up afterwards to keep the big brother?

The old god Cang Yue is here: With Master around, how could he not be able to protect his brother.

An Heyi nodded.

At this moment, the door of the temple was pushed open by a hand.

The skin is like fat jade, and the fingers are long and slender. Every detail seems to be carefully carved, and it looks even fairer under the sunlight.

This is a hand that is too perfect to be real, and it can be seen that the master attaches great importance to this hand.

A monk dressed in the blue clothes of Tianshui stood outside the gate of the temple.

He looks about 25 years old, with a slender and thin body, and looks a little weak under the loose clothes; the black hair is straight and loose, the curvature of the jaw is thin, the eyebrows and eyes are cold and delicate, and the complexion is slightly sickly pale, but without detracting from his looks.

His appearance can only be described in one sentence, male and female are difficult to distinguish.

Feng Queci's gaze slid down that face that could no longer be described as exquisite but only beautiful, staring at the Adam's apple in his throat, and then looking back at that face, he felt somewhat emotional for no reason.

There is no sense of disobedience for such a face on a woman.

Seemingly feeling something, the monk looked straight over, his pair of red phoenix eyes were raised, but there was deep and shallow coldness pervading.

Then in an instant, Feng Queci clearly saw a trace of stiffness and helplessness from the corner of his slightly paused mouth, and there was a sense of "unbearable to look back" flowing in the curvature of the corner of his mouth.

Then, the monk entered the main hall, and the door of the hall closed automatically after he entered.

Shock flashed in Lingyin's drunken eyes, and Rong Mingyao was also surprised.

Rong Mingyao really did not expect that Immortal Shuiyi would have such an appearance.

This face, except for the eyes, is exactly the same as...!

"Are you going to Biyuntian?" asked the monk who had just stepped into the hall, his voice was clear and shallow.

An Heyi, who was originally sloppy, corrected his attitude a bit, "Yes."

The monk turned to Cang Yue, "Except He'er and Han Wang, who else is going?"

Cang Yue's attitude was respectful: "The disciple is thinking about whether to send someone. I don't know if Master has any suggestions?"

The teacher who is currently in charge of teaching at the beginning of the ninth century is the master of Shui Lan's lineage, Immortal Shui Yi.

It is the immortal Lord Transcending Tribulation who personally taught the Cangtan that suppressed all the monks before him.

It is also the hole card left by Jiuchuzong.

After all, not everyone has the ability to forcibly step on the top of Liuxia's lineage when Liuxia's lineage was born.

Since the existence of Liuxia's lineage at the beginning of the ninth century, Xianjun Shuiyi is still the first who can step on Liuxia to become the number one of the same generation.

Even though, his body was severely damaged thousands of years ago.

If not, he is the one sitting at the head of Jiuchu today.

Shuiyi Xianjun's eyes fell on Lingyinzui, his expression was indistinguishable.

Regardless of He'er and Han Wang, just one Han Li is enough...

That's all... those people are unlucky and it has nothing to do with me...

"Send another Daoist." Thinking of this, Shui Yi still said calmly.

Cang Yue's face froze for a moment.

Master, Bi Yuntian and other sects will think that we are here to spoil things!

Senior brother and Han Wang can directly face the existence of Mahayana Taoist Lord!

Another Mahayana Taoist...

Shuiyi lowered her eyes, and said, "Just..."

Rong Mingyao said, "I'll go."

Shui Yi nodded lightly.

Yeah.

Cang Yue: ...

Shui Yi glanced over lightly.

Even though his heart was extremely unstable, Cang Yue's body responded faster than his consciousness: "Yes."

The only good thing is that the Dao Lord is Cang Ming.

Cang Ming has always been known as a "gentleman", and he acts in a proper manner.

With him around, at least things won't be too bad.

Thinking of this, Cang Yue looked expectantly at Rong Mingyao.

I don't ask for anything else, I only hope that my senior brother and Han Wang can go back and forth smoothly!

Rong Mingyao: No, I think your expectations of me are too high.

I can't do anything with just a Queci with Yin Zui beside me, and adding a senior brother...

Shuiyi didn't say a word about the changes in the field, and only waved to An Heyi, "He'er, come back to Lianyi Peak with me, I have something to discuss with you."

When he said this, his tone became gentle, and the ice in his eyes turned into spring water.

Treating Cang Yue is really two different treatments.

Cang Yue: I got used to it.

Moreover, if others don't know, doesn't he still know?

His master, Immortal Shuiyi, deceived the world.

Cangtan Anheyi is the only direct disciple of Immortal Shuiyi.

The other three disciples, although they are called direct disciples, are actually only named disciples, that's all.

Including his ninth master, Cang Yue.

Shuiyi Xianjun attaches great importance to An Heyi, which makes Cang Yue, who knows the most, stunned.

That's almost morbidly protective.

But it's normal.

After the incident happened 500 years ago, it is normal for Master to have almost pathological desire to protect his senior brother.

The master attaches so much importance to the senior brother, and he raised the senior brother himself.The child who was brought up by his own hands suffered such a serious injury. The reason was that he was looking for a gift for his birthday, and he was left helpless by the second disciple he took in. It can be said that he himself caused the serious injury of the disciple he valued and loved most. Well, it's not bad that this kind of situation doesn't drive a person who is already unstable because of love.

When Cang Yue recovered from his wild thoughts, he saw Ling Yinzui standing in front of Shui Yi.

Cang Yue's pupils shrank.

His master, Shui Yi, was thought by outsiders to be cold and aloof, but as a tool in Shui Yi's hands to replace An Heyi who didn't want to be the head teacher, how could he? I don't know—

Shui Yi only cares about An He Yi, other people are nothing more than air, playthings and tools to him.

— Not even an opponent.

That is to say, as long as he is unhappy, he will kill the creatures that obstruct his eyes.

Ling Yinzui looked at the identical face in front of her eyes, "Are you..."

Shui Yi said, "Get out of the way."

Rong Mingyao restrained a trace of disappointment in her heart so as not to let others notice, it wasn't him...

In an instant, a sword appeared in Lingyin's drunken hand, and it slashed straight at Shui Yi's face.

It was too late for Rong Mingyao to stop her.

Shuiyi swiped his backhand from the air, and a sword intent that was so cold that he couldn't resist a trace of it directly counteracted the sword.

Shui Yi raised her eyebrows: "What a talent."

A trace of astonishment appeared in Lingyin's drunken eyes, and he said, "You practice the way of ruthlessness."

"Ruthlessness is the way of heaven. You are a human being, how can you cultivate the way of ruthlessness?"

"I've never heard of the saying that the way of ruthlessness is the way of heaven." Shuiyi's long and narrow eyes shimmered faintly, but there was a momentary blankness.

"Do you know one person?" Ling Yinzui changed the subject, with a natural expression as if he hadn't cut out the sword just now.

Shui Yi also seemed to have forgotten the sword just now, "Who is it?"

"Same as you, with different eyes, fond of blue clothes, gentle and alienated, with a noble temperament, and proficient in formations."

"I don't know." Shui Yi said, but another voice sneered from his soul.

〖Oh, your "cultivation" is really getting better and better...〗

Lingyinzui turned around and returned to Feng Queci's side.

Feng Queci looked at Shui Yi and explored.

An Heyi was already a little unhappy.

The cool hand took An Heyi's hand.

Turning around, Shui Yi smiled at him, "He'er."

The palace on Lianyi Peak is the residence of Shui Lan's lineage Dujie Xianjun, and it has changed many names.

Each name represents a Transcending Tribulation Immortal Sovereign.

It is rumored that Shuiyi Xianjun was seriously injured after stepping into the catastrophe and fighting the demon king, so he was reincarnated to go through the catastrophe.Although in the end, the object of love robbery returned after death, but left scars, which made him live in Lianyi Peak for year-round retreat.

Of course, the whole cultivation world thinks so, and the only one who doesn't think so is the current head teacher at the beginning of Jiuchu, Lord Cangyue.

Master will be sad because he fell in love with a mortal woman?What a joke!

Rather, the woman was just a blindfold.

As for Master's real purpose...

That's not something he should know.

But An Heyi believed those claims.

Among the water pavilions, tea is poured in the water.

"He'er, since you are willing to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference, the master of the pulse..."

An Heyi held his teacup in silence.

Shuiyi didn't care, took the piano stand from the side and put it on her lap, and plucked the strings.

"Master, is this your purpose?"

"He'er, there are many things that require you to be the master of Shui Lan." Shui Yi said.

"If possible, I hope you can do as you please."

If you say this, you will inevitably be ridiculed.

But An Heyi knew that what Shui Yi said was true.

"Master promises you, wait until you step into the immortal stage." Shui Yi said.

Silence for a long time.

"it is good."

An Heyi raised his head, facing his master, and said, "Lun Dao will come back, I am the master of Shui Lan."

Shui Yi chuckled.

After An Heyi left, a voice resounded faintly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

〖Shuiyi, the moment he became a fairy was the moment when you and I died. 〗

〖yes. 〗

〖... Do you think he will cry?Will he be sad? 〗

〖Won't. 〗

〖Shui Yi, you are really cruel to the extreme. 〗

〖Heartless, isn’t it you? 〗

〖makes sense……〗