Listening to the Phoenix

Chapter 42

Drunk listening: "..."

Ling Yinzui asked: "Is there really love at first sight in the world?"

Feng Que pondered and shook his head: "I don't know."

Lingyinzui suddenly said: "I have peeked at the fate of the country, and it is at most one Jiazi to live up to the founding of the country." He pointed to Huage Lake, and said: "Who named this lake? He died because of Shengge and Huadeng. Here... I don't believe it."

Feng Que agreed, "It's true. If you can generate resentful spirits in this way, wouldn't the world be full of resentful spirits? Absurd."

This story, just listening to it, feels weird.

"What about Liu Rong?"

"Then I send a letter asking him to send the news about these two people?"

Lingyin nodded drunk, and said: "There is also that young lady."

Feng Que turned his spiritual power into a phoenix and flew away. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "A Ling, are you not afraid that I will kill her?"

Ling Yinzui looked at her inexplicably, "Why?"

"Because your focus is on her." Feng Queci smiled happily.

Listening to the sound drunk without saying a word, turned and left.

"Ah Ling..." Feng Queci followed.

"Let's go to the snowy area to have a look."

Feng Que was slightly startled, and then his eyes were full of smiles.He said softly, "Okay."

School Palace.

An Xiaoyu turned the book upside down on the table, closed his eyes, and murmured.There are more than a dozen books stacked on his desk, neat and tidy.About an hour later, he opened his eyes, got up and bowed his hands to Taoist Tan Hui, the young man's clear voice echoed in the empty room: "Please try Liuchen."

"Are you sure?" Qin Hui asked.

"Of course."

"Then... let's do it." Several test papers appeared in Tan Hui's hands.

After studying the ink and picking up the pen, An Xiaoyu began to write.

Seeing his smooth movements, Tan Hui showed a gratified smile.

This...is the child of Cangtan.Extremely good, with a natural style.Let him look at it, as if he saw the Cangtan of the boy back then.

In a trance, an old friend came...

I just hope that he won't suffer that kind of pain like Cang Tan.

Sometimes, too much appearance is really not a good thing.

Although Liuchen's appearance was not superlative, his demeanor was really extraordinary.

Nine early sects.

An Heyi found a greeting card on his desk.

——The Jade Pillow of the Nine Gates alone begs to see the Immortal Lord of Cangtan.

The woman's appearance is extremely beautiful, with high temples and graceful palace skirts.Seeing An Heyi, she stood up and saluted, her voice was cool and soft, which made her feel comfortable.

"The jade pillow of the Nine Gates is lonely, and I have seen the Cangtan Immortal."

"Cangtan is just a superior." An Heyi said indifferently, and then asked: "I don't know why you came here?"

There was a strange smile on the corner of Yu Zhengu's lips, "I came here for Shangjun, for Shuiyi Xianjun, and for Jiuchu."

boom--

The guards suddenly stood up.

An Heyi suddenly got up.

Yu Zhengu held up a spirit seal and handed it to An Heyi, "This is the spirit seal of the Nine Palaces, which can complete the formation."

An Heyi has doubts.

Yu Zhengu didn't care, he held it with a smile and said leisurely: "I'm not talented, maybe it can solve the doubts in the heart of the king, and the devil in the heart of the fairy."

"Master has a demon in his heart?!" An Heyi didn't panic even if someone attacked Jiu Chuzong, his always calm face finally showed panic.

"The way of heaven is above, I will definitely not harm any of the disciples who are loyal to Jiuchu Zong. If there is any violation, the world will punish."

Without further ado, An Heyi took the Jiugong Lingyin and rushed to Jiuyuan Peak.

On Jiuyuan Peak, in the main hall, nine spiritual seals floated in the air, and the expressions of the nine monks were slightly gloomy.

When An Heyi stepped in, the Nine Palace Spirit Seal in his hand floated up automatically, and An Heyi's eyes lit up, and the Shui Lan Spirit Seal on his body floated up.The eleven spiritual seals emitted a series of auras, intertwined with each other.

"Kill the formation!" An Heyi said in a deep voice.

The other nine people didn't have time to be amazed, they activated their spirit seals and turned the formation into a killing formation.

An Heyi played the seal formula in his hands, and the huge consumption of spiritual power made his face turn pale.Sensing the continuous consumption of spiritual power, the restriction in the body is collapsing little by little.

Shaky.

In the past, Shui Yi looked calm when he heard that he wanted to seal the spiritual power in the stage of transformation, but asked him three times in a row if he was really sure to do so.He got the same answer three times in a row.In the end, Shuiyi sighed and set the restriction with her own hands.

It's just that he didn't expect that the restriction left by the master would automatically collapse when he consumed too much spiritual power and damaged his body.

Thousands of miles away, Shui Yi, who was carrying the long sword upside down, was dressed in white clothes that were not stained with blood.Surrounding him were people with demonic energy wrapped around their bodies, with hideous faces.There were many stumps scattered all over the ground.

His heart palpitated suddenly, and his lips became even paler.Looking at Jiuchuzong from afar, he closed his eyes, turned his head to listen to the wind, and then almost sighed softly: "The big formation...has finally opened again."

"Then you don't have to stay any longer."

The big formation suddenly rose.

Qing Lan bandaged the wound on his arm, "In the Qing Dynasty, the guy from Lan Palace called you at the beginning of Jiuchu."

"Jiuchu is not mine."

"It belongs to your master." Qing Lan said casually, "But who is that jade pillow?"

"The voice is a bit like an uncle."

Qing Shi said coldly: "I guess it's Master's soul."

Qing Lan stagnates: "Oh... ah? What are you talking about?"

"I've already met four masters, not bad for this one."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Qing Lan choked.

"Don't worry about it." Qing Shi said.

Qinglan looked at his face, originally wanted to talk about his bad brother, but was swallowed again, and asked, "When do you plan to accept disciples?"

"Received."

"……When did this happen?"

"About 50 years ago."

"What are you calling?"

"fleeting time."

"……fleeting time?"

"Yes."

long silence.

On Jiuyuan Peak, the first barrier in An Heyi's body completely collapsed, and his spiritual power surged.

Blood splattered.

An Heyi looked calm, "Shut it down."

Several other Taoist monarchs looked at each other and put away the spirit seal.Rong Mingyao asked in a gentle voice: "You go back and stabilize the foundation first. We will deal with the next thing."

Hearing this, the other chief elders expressed their agreement one after another.

"Eldest brother, you'd better go back and stabilize your foundation." "Cang Tan, in order not to make senior brother worry too much about you... Go back obediently." "Otherwise, senior brother Shuiyi will do something when he comes back and finds that your foundation is not stable." Something is coming." "Even if you don't want Uncle Shuiyi to worry about senior brother, you should go back quickly."

An Heyi said, "Can you handle it well?"

"How many years have we been the master or deputy master of the vein? Don't compare the elders of other sects with us." Shui Jin raised his eyebrows and said.

"Uh." An Heyi retreated under a few pairs of eyes, "Then I'll go back first. The Nine Palace Spirit Seal will let me go first."

"Brother, goodbye." "Nephew, remember to be firm."

"One more thing." Walking to the gate of the palace, An Heyi looked back and showed a sly smile from many, many years ago, which stunned everyone, and he heard him say: "Cangshui has been listed as a cultivator." The female cultivator of the world... is number one on the single list."

Everyone was stunned.

After a long time, Rong Mingyao pursed his lips, but the elder of Liuxia veins laughed out loud: "Hahahaha... Cang Tan is saying that Cang Shui is so tough that no one treats you... thinks anything wrong! Haha Haha... At least you are also a beauty list candidate, how did you get reduced to this point!"

Shui Jinse said softly: "The third place is not the reason why Danyan Pavilion forced me into it when it saw that the top three had no women. The top three are A Rong, Master Uncle, Han Li, and... Liu Chen Cangmo, Chiqin from Nine Gates, and Han Hong from Jiange, who can compete for the top three?"

Rong Mingyao: "...Junior Sister, speak carefully."

Shui Jinse: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I forgot that you don't like others talking about your overly pretty face."

Rong Mingyao's hands were itchy for a moment.

Shui Han stopped Shui Jinse from stabbing him again, he said: "Cang Shui, brother doesn't like people criticizing his appearance."

"Understood." Shui Jinse nodded.

"Cang Ming, Cang Shui, I leave this matter to you all. The demons sent people to attack me at the beginning of the ninth year. Is this really how I was at the beginning of the ninth day? " Shui Hanyou said, his tone With anger, "Cang Shui is the master, Cang Ming, you only need to prevent Cang Shui from making too many mistakes."

Jiu Chu has never been someone who can be calculated by others.

Rong Mingyao suddenly felt a headache.

The breeze blew past, accompanied by a few low coughs, Shui Yi stood at the gate of the palace, his face paler.

"Cang Ming." Shui Yi called out.

Rong Mingyao saluted, glanced at Shui Yi and looked back.

Like, so much like.This face really resembled Liuchen, if not for... Liuchen's eyes were blind and his body was different, he would have thought it was Liuchen.Even this pale sickness is the same...

──Shangzun Liuchen, his health is not good, his complexion is pale, and he has been sick all year round. He looks worse than any normal person in the God Realm.

"Cang Ming, these are sword talismans." Shuiyi handed out a dozen or so sword talismans, "...if there is any difficulty, Master is not terminally ill."

Shui Han wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shui Yi with a light glance.

Shuiyi coughed a few times in a low voice, "Anyway, if I'm here for a day, Langong won't really tear up with Jiuchu."

"Brother..."

Shuiyi waved his hand wearily, "Jiuchu was originally He'er's responsibility, so it's no big deal if I take it for him. I won't die yet."

"Brother!"

"Shui Han! Go back."

"……Yes."

"You go too."

"Yes."

Shuiyi was silent in the hall for a few breaths, and then returned to Lianyi Peak in an instant.

Hastily opening the enchantment, Shuiyi just opened the door of the palace and fell down powerlessly.

Trying her best to close the hall door, propped herself up on the couch, Shui Yi covered her lips with her sleeve, and coughed heart-piercingly.

Large swaths of bright red instantly wet the white clothes, which is shocking.

It took a long time for Shui Yi to stop coughing and pant slightly.

"...Master..."

Shui Yi's heart stopped beating.

The slender hands lifted him up and leaned against a body that was smelling of bamboo, and held the silk with his fingertips to wipe his lips, carefully wiping away the blood.

Shuiyi closed his eyes feebly, his dark eyelashes reflected his pale face.

An Heyi suddenly realized that, in his heart, the gentle and powerful Master, in fact, looked as fragile as... a porcelain doll, like a flower in a mirror and the moon in water, which would break when touched.

"Master..."

Shui Yi's consciousness had already been blurred, and he could only hear one sound after another in the half-asleep half-awake state, mixed with worry and confusion.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, gently brushed An Heyi's hand, held it comfortingly, and then fell asleep.

"Let me sleep for a while...and..."

An Heyi held Shuiyi's wrist with his backhand during that almost inaudible murmur, only then did he realize that Shuiyi's hand was very thin.

He gently caught the pulse of Shui Yi.

The sun rose and the moon set, and when Shui Yi woke up, he smelled a faint fragrance of bamboo.

"...and son..."

An Heyi calmly placed his master on the bed, got up and left the bed, and took back a bowl of potion.

Shuiyi was funny, a bright smile appeared on her indistinguishable face, "He'er."