Chapter 659

Yimao Zhai Shu Shengsheng is more important than Qingshan Tongtian and Zhongzhou Mahayana, and the world has shown various signs in advance.

This strong wind is one of them, and this year's lotus blooms ahead of schedule in early spring is another.

Xiao He picked a lotus leaf and kneaded the juice out of the lotus flower. After working carefully for half a night, she finally steamed the sweet lotus leaf rice and brought it to Liu Shisui happily.

Because of the massacre in the mountain village, Liu Shisui has been in a low mood these days. She doesn't know how to relieve it, so she can only pay more attention to eating.

Fortunately, unlike Jing Jiu, Liu Shisui still had some interest in eating, and finally she didn't let her desire go to waste.

Seeing Liu Shisui's delicious food, Xiao He felt very satisfied, cleaned up the paper and ink on the desk, went to the window to check how long the talisman paper could last.

The wind has been too strong recently, and it is necessary to use talisman paper to form a shelter from the wind so as not to be disturbed.

As for the inn she opened, of course there is no business, no matter how good the place Gu Qing chose for her back then, he couldn't resist the disturbance from heaven and earth.

When she came to the window, she saw several clear rays of light from the mountain in front of her, followed by a few ascetics, and said with a slightly different expression, "The Zhongzhou faction also came?"

Liu Shisui walked to the window and looked over, his eyes fell on the face of a tall and thin old man, compared with the files memorized in the Yuntai back then, he confirmed the identity of the other person, and said: "Ren Qianzhu, at the time was at the peak of the God Transformation Realm, but for some reason, he came late for a hundred years, and broke through three realms in a row, already at the top of the Void Refining Realm."

Xiao He heard that the other party was actually a great master of the Void Refining Realm, and said nervously: "Isn't that a big shot from the Zhongzhou School?"

Liu Shisui said: "Tan Zhenren didn't like him before, but he has gained some authority these years. After Yue Qianmen's death, his status in Yunmeng Mountain is even higher."

More than a hundred years ago, Jing Jiu and Bu Qiuxiao reached an agreement in the old plum garden, and Yi Mao Zhai would no longer interfere with the affairs of the throne. In the eyes of the Zhongzhou faction, this was an act of betraying their allies.

After that, the relationship between Yi Mao Zhai and the Zhongzhou faction was no longer that close. Later, Bu Qiuxiao personally guarded the well in Chaoge City for ninety years, and the two sides were about to tear each other apart.

This time the Zhongzhou sect asked Ren Qianzhu to celebrate Bu Qiuxiao's sanctification, obviously to restore the relationship between the two sects.

The Qingshan Sect is putting too much pressure on the Zhongzhou faction, Jing Jiu returned to Qingshan and defeated Fang Jingtian neatly, and did not cause Qingshan internal friction too serious.

Thinking of this matter, Liu Shisui felt a little relieved, and said, "It's meaningless for the Zhongzhou faction to struggle, after all, they are no match for the young master."

Xiao He wanted to talk about the fact that the two real people are the top figures in the Chaotian Continent... Well, she was used to Liu Shisui's blind trust or admiration for Jing Jiu, so she blinked and asked, "Then how do you compare with this Ren Qianzhu?"

Liu Shisui said: "He is a senior elder of the Zhongzhou sect, so I am naturally far inferior to him, but with the Bu Er sword and Guancheng pen, I should be able to kill him."

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This is the entrance of the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor, but there are no strict guards. The mountains and rivers are usually beautiful, but the new grass has been flattened by the wind, and it looks a little pitiful. When I want to come here when the wind is usually low, there may be many tourists.

Ren Qianzhu flicked her sleeves lightly to disperse the strong wind blowing towards her face, looking at the inn and the shops with closed doors, thinking about this in her heart.

After walking past the inn and walking along the river, it didn't take long to come to a lake.

There are countless waves on the surface of the lake, passing one after another, they look quite powerful, and the sound of the waves is astonishing.

The willow trees growing by the lake were blown and danced wildly, all the leaves fell off, and even the bark of the willow branches peeled off a lot.

"Thousand Miles of Wind Corridor really deserves its reputation. It is said that in the depths of the Wind Corridor, the wind is faster, and it has the Yin energy of the lower realm, biting the cold soul, like a strong wind. Practicing there, the effect of tempering the mind is not much worse than Qingshan Jianfeng."

Ren Qianzhu said to the accompanying disciples: "I have passed the book to the altar, it should take some time, you should practice here and gain some insights."

The disciples accepted the order and went to the woods to sit quietly and refresh themselves.

Flutter flutter flutter.

A red bird came against the wind, landed on a willow tree, lowered its head and combed its feathers.

Ren Qianzhu stood under the tree, watching the huge waves on the lake, as if he didn't notice anything.

The red bird raised its head, rolled its black eyes slightly, and said, "How about the bottom of Lengshan?"

Ren Qianzhu was still facing the lake, but her expression was much more respectful, and she replied: "The rogue cultivator who arranged for him died inexplicably, and the magic weapon made of scales must also be destroyed, and the location of the fire carp cannot be determined."

Red Bird said: "Even if we find the fire carp, we need to find a way to control it, otherwise the barrier will be extremely difficult to destroy."

Ren Qianzhu said solemnly: "After Yue Qianmen died, Master Bai trusted me even more, but only she knows how to control the fire carp, and even Daoist Tan doesn't know, so she can't tell me."

"forget about it."

The red bird flew up from the branch and went with the wind, and soon turned into a small black spot and disappeared at the entrance of the wind corridor.

Ren Qianzhu still didn't move, quietly watching the huge waves on the lake, and only looked away after a long time.

It turned out that he was also from the old forest.

No wonder when Yue Qianmen returned the dzi in Chaoge City last year, Daoist Taiping tracked down his whereabouts and killed him.

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The little red bird flew to the entrance of the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor and landed on the eaves of the inn.

The strong wind blew its feathers up and down, and the shade of vermilion was uncertain, but it was very cute.

It slowly turned its head and looked into the depths of the wind corridor.

Yi Mao Zhai is there.

In a few days, Bu Qiuxiao will be sanctified. Before that, the atmosphere of the world here will undergo drastic changes. He only needs to choose any moment, injure Bu Qiuxiao's body, get his sage's energy, and break Yimao Zhai's formation that suppresses the passage to the underworld, and then he can send this gale to the underworld.

The wind is the flow of qi, without any lethality, even if it is a cold wind, it will not cause any harm to the underworld.

What he wants to borrow is the wind.

Only this gale can ignite all the flames in the Styx.

What will happen if the raging Styx meets the endless sea water of the East China Sea and the bloody mist in the Heavenly Killing Formation?

Even when he thought about that scene, he felt a little joyful.

The first problem he had to solve was how to get close to Bu Qiuxiao.

If he followed Ren Qianzhu into a cottage, he should be able to hide it from the eyes of those scholars. The problem is that Ren Qianzhu can't get too close to Bu Qiuxiao.

Thinking about these things, the little red bird kept pacing up and down on the eaves, making soft crackling noises.

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Clap, clap.

Xiao He looked up at the roof and said, "There was not such a strong wind in previous years, and the stones were all rolled up. Listen, it was really hard."

"It's pretty awesome."

Liu Shisui held the Guancheng pen in his right hand and the slightly trembling Fuji sword in his left hand, looking at the piece of paper on the table and said.

Xiao He didn't know what happened, so she gave him a strange look.

Liu Shisui maintained this posture and was silent for a long time, finally he chose to put down the pen and sword in his hand.

On that piece of paper was an ancient Fu written by him, which said that the righteousness of the Han Dynasty and the country's scholars are unparalleled.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was another sentence - he wished he could be alone.

If he was alone, he would never put down his Guancheng pen and Fuji sword. Even if he would die in battle later, he would at least be able to inform his classmates in a thatched cottage and warn him.

The sound of hitting and rolling stones on the roof suddenly stopped. Xiao He looked out the window and found that the wind was still going on, so she couldn't help being a little puzzled.

There was another soft bang, a tile on the roof was broken, and the strong wind and skylight poured in together, making a shrill howl.

The little red bird flew in, flapped its wings, and the sound of the wind disappeared immediately.

Accompanied by a clear light, the red bird landed on the ground and turned into a young man in red.

Xiao He guessed the other party's identity, her face became extremely pale, subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and stood beside Liu Shisui.

Master Taiping smiled at her and said, "I asked you to take me to pick some lotus flowers that year, and I haven't thanked you yet."

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(Today I took the whole family on the journey officially, ten people, two cars, I feel a lot of pressure...)