Yun Qing subconsciously wanted to mobilize Fang Cunzhan, but when he thought about holding a person in his hand, he could only silently pinch a Xuanyuan Huayu technique. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

A thin cyan jade covered her hand, and the fiery heat of the flame could not break through the brilliance of the jade.

"This is..." The girl who brought her the ancient books broke free from her arms and said angrily, looking at the continuous palace covered by fire outside, "It's alright, we have to rearrange the residence again. If Baihua is delayed Sacrifice, we will probably be sent to live sacrifices by the national teacher!"

"Living sacrifice?" Yun Qing was surprised.

The girl didn't seem to be afraid at all, and smiled and watched the fire burning outside the door: "Just kidding... The national teacher will not be so cruel. But it's too strange to catch fire several times in a row, isn't it?"

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"Yeah, a few days ago, the spiritual energy suddenly became restless, and it burst into flames inexplicably at night. Really..." Yun Qing nodded, "Are we going to hide first?"

"My practice is to follow the directions and make the rounds, of course it doesn't matter." The girl was a little surprised when she saw that Yun Qing resisted.

A gentleman is like water, he is round in every direction. This is also a line of inheritance of the Temple of Heaven, which is to realize the way of a gentleman from the water. Water is an extremely profound way of nature, so this girl should be an inner disciple. It seems that the position of worshipping the flower boy is really only a matter of face, otherwise, how could Zheng Zhenzhen, who is the outer door of the city, and this young but highly cultivated inner girl at the same time be selected.

Yun Qing glanced at her and stopped talking. After setting up the restrictions again, he sat back and started to read the books.

The girl released her letter bird, which seemed to be informing others.

"Which city are you from?" The girl seemed unsure, and chatted with Yun Qing, "My name is Le Shu, and I grew up in the mirror since I was a child."

"Ci'an City." Yun Qing frowned, the fire was getting bigger and bigger outside, and he couldn't see anything except the red color.

"Ci'an City!!? Have you been to the National Teacher's Mansion!? What does it look like, what does it look like?" Le Shu's eyes lit up.

"I've never been there." Yun Qing felt that Le Shu and Zheng Zhenzhen had an amazingly consistent attitude towards the national teacher.

"Oh..." Le Shu suddenly lost his energy and stopped talking.

Yun Qing flipped through the classics while holding on to the ban, but the feeling of getting more and more difficult made her a little uneasy.

She couldn't use True Qi to maintain the restraint, and could only rely on this meager Xuanyuan Huayu technique to isolate the aura of the riot. If it keeps burning like this, the ban will definitely collapse, and she will be exposed.

She didn't escape from the fire before because she didn't know what was going on outside. Since the fire could lead to a riot of spiritual energy within the shroud of the altar, it was definitely not something to provoke. If there is a sea of ​​fire outside, then they will be all-match when they go out. There are few people in this area, and it is difficult to ask for help. Anyway, this garden has its own protective formation and the prohibition that Yun Qing has set up a long time ago.

Besides, this place is relatively close to the center of the Lvtian Temple. It is said that if something happens to such an important place as the Lvtian Temple, it will surely soon alarm the top officials of Lvtian Temple, and they are unlikely to be in danger. But now it seems a little weird.

The fire outside was raging, but Yun Qing didn't feel any movement. There was no movement from the arsonists, no movement from the firefighters, not even a cry for help.

Yun Qing couldn't sit still anymore, she got up and walked towards the flaming flames.

"What are you doing?" Le Shu stopped her.

"Go outside and have a look." Yun Qing took a step, the temperature of the flame was unbelievable, and the rockery outside the ban was actually burned into wisps of smoke. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

"Here, I'll give you this concubine Mi ring. Be careful." Le Shu threw something sparkling at her.

This thing is light and thin, and it is cold to start. Although it glows with a cool color like metal, it feels more like silk. Look at the texture is also simple and simple, just like agile.

Concubine Mi is the God of Luoshui River, born with a body of water spirit, and cannot be invaded by ordinary fire. Anything that touches the gods is an ancient thing, rarely seen in a thousand years, and has all kinds of magical powers, and people who are destined can realize the divine seal and obtain the power of the ancient gods.

Such a precious thing is enough for a small sect to use as the inheritance of the bottom of the box, but this Le Shu threw it to her easily. It seems that she is not an ordinary inner disciple.

Yun Qing used Xuanyuan Huayu to hold up this thing, thanked him like Le Shu, and walked out of the restricted protection range.

As soon as she got outside, she felt that the original formation in the garden had been burnt out, even the walls were burnt to ashes, and there was nothing left beside her.

Yun Qing slowly poured his True Qi into Mi Feihuan. Mi Feihuan radiated a shallow wave of light, Yun Qing felt as if she was surrounded by clear and translucent water, and the flames outside could not penetrate at all.

However, Yun Qing still frowned slightly, because the consumption of infuriating energy was too terrifying. Either the operation of this magic weapon is really costly, or the fire outside is extraordinary.

Yun Qing calculated the time he could support, and then walked deeper. The naked eye could not see the surrounding situation under the cover of the fire, but Yun Qing could still discern the direction by looking at things with his heart. Just when she was about to approach the altar of Lütian, she suddenly stopped, not far from the Jingtian Palace where books were collected.

There was no one within 100 meters around, and after being restrained by the Heavenly Palace, it was intact. It seemed that those disciples either hid in the palace or ran outside to ask for help. Jingtian Palace is strictly guarded, and non-inner disciples are not allowed to enter.

At this time, his true qi was approaching its limit. If he turned around immediately, he would be able to return to the garden. It would be safer to be with a cultivator like Le Shu, who had comprehended the way of water. But Jingtiangong was in front of her and she didn't want to go there for nothing. If she missed this opportunity, it might be difficult to get in next time.

In fact, Yun Qing understands that when she is thinking like this, she has actually fallen into the small five bad phase of "reluctance to give up". It is difficult to choose between taking a risk or moving forward steadily, but the problem is that even if she understands the crux, she can't immediately make a decision.

Just when Yun Qing made a difficult judgment, what she saw changed subtly.

Although the color of the flame is red, there are always different shades. The cultivator's mind is very meticulous, especially after Yun Qing has tempered his body with the method of "but swallowing his breath", he can see through many things that ordinary people cannot see. You must know that the ancient cultivator swallowed his breath for ten thousand years.

In her mind, there was an unusual change in the depth of the flame. It's like... a behemoth of the same color as the flame is walking slowly in the fire.

Thinking of this, Yun Qing's face suddenly sank, and she tried her best to urge Mi Feihuan, bypassing the place where the flame color was unusual, and ran towards Jingtian Palace.

She had already guessed what was setting fire here.

Yun Qing didn't turn her head back, she could almost feel the extremely hot breath behind her, surging like a wave. You must know that she is urging Mi Feihuan with divine power with all her strength at this time, but that fiery aura is not inferior to divine power.

It is only one step away from Jingtian Temple.

The flame behind her suddenly radiated crimson light brilliantly, and a feeling of extreme danger rushed into Yun Qing's heart.

At this time of crisis, her heart became clearer and clearer. The Kunshan Jade Suijue, which she had read not long ago, flashed in her mind, and she frantically searched for the outlet of the outbreak in the meridians. She made a backhand trick, and the complex fingering approached to the extreme, and it was completed in the blink of an eye.

The burning air behind him was getting closer and closer, and as long as he was touched, this concubine Mi ring alone would not be able to stop him.

"Broken Light Splashing Jade!"

A bit of warm clear light emerged from the crimson scorching flames, gradually dissipating, turning into bits and pieces of jade powder, and a finer clear light trembled among the countless powders.

A vermilion flame smashed on the jade shield, and the firelight and jade clear light all burst, and a chaotic and gorgeous shredded light erupted. The jade light disappeared in an instant, but this little spark was strong in the wind, and it had the posture of turning into a monstrous flame.

The entanglement here is only a short moment, and Yun Qing has already rushed into the prohibition of Jingtian Palace.

"Let's go!" she shouted loudly.

The ban was obviously manipulated, and it seemed that the situation on her side was in crisis, and a fine gap was opened.

Yun Qingchao flew through the gate of Tiangong, and just when she completely entered the ban, another Zhu Yan bloomed behind her.

The things in the fire didn't seem to be aimed at her, more like they were swept away in the fire, accidentally affecting Yunqing.

The ban was soon closed again, but it was very cool inside Jingtian Palace.

"The national teacher has been alerted..."

There are only a few disciples in Jingtian Palace, and there is an old man with white hair, all of them are the secretary of Jingtian Palace. It was the old man who spoke.

It's just that his tone doesn't seem to be expressing "the national teacher has been alerted, we are all saved", it is more like saying "the national teacher has been alerted, we are all dead".

The other disciples were all meditating quietly under the restriction, and they seemed to be relatively calm.

Yun Qing didn't have time to think about this, she sat down beside the disciples cross-legged and began to silently recover her true qi. If she hadn't suddenly realized the "Broken Light Splashing Jade" move just now, she used the attack to control the attack, and slightly delayed the coming of that Zhu Yan. It seems that the Kunshan Jade Crusade Jue is not as tasteless as imagined.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no fire outside.

But the charred ground, the buildings with black smoke, and the empty squares are all signs of what happened before.

"Go out, the national teacher has already solved it." The old man saw Yun Qing awake, and walked over with his back hunched over.

Yun Qing bowed to him: "Thank you for your rescue, senior."

"Why are there so much attention to the same sect? You're fine." The old man looked cold and hard, but his words were similar to Chen Jiukai. Opening the ban to save her required a lot of risk, and violated the prohibition of outer sect disciples. The rules for entering the Heavenly Palace, but these secretaries made a way for her without any hesitation.

Thinking back to Senior Sister Yu, who seemed to be difficult to get along with, but actually liked to mention her juniors, and Le Shu, who lent Mi Feihuan without blinking her eyes, Yun Qing suddenly felt that the interior of the Temple of Heaven was really tight. very. I'm afraid things like Zheng Zhenzhen will only happen outside the altar.

This is probably one of the reasons why it has only one top inheritance but successfully ranks among the Seven Holy Lands.

Taoism is orthodox, and naturally it cannot be a place where selfishness, greed, and material desires flow. If the disciples are intriguing, killing people, stealing treasures, and indulging in sex and lust all day long, then what else do they ask for, and what kind of truth do they cultivate? It would be better to enter the world, live for a hundred years, and die silently.

Yun Qing saluted again, then turned and left Jingtian Palace.

Once the cause and effect is established, she can slowly use the book of heaven to explore the things in it, so she is not in a hurry.

There are crises hidden everywhere at the altar of the sky, and the source of the fire today is also a big problem for her, so she must be cautious. Once exposed, it is a dead end.

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"A song of Qing Dynasty rhymes around the beams, the sky is falling and the clothes are fragrant. The flute tube is still ashamed on the spot, and temporarily changes the fairy bones for tenderness.

In the Hongluan Pavilion, in the Accord, there are beauties singing and dancing, incense lingering, and the tulle swaying, like a dream.

The melody of this song is vaguely desolate, and the singing is as ethereal and clear as a clear stream, but it has the meaning of charming all beings unconsciously.

Through the thin gauze curtain, you can see a slender figure dancing with the song.

Outside the veil, there was a man in a white sacrificial gown sitting quietly. This man had gray hair reaching the ground, but his face was very young, his divine light was restrained, and his whole person showed an unreal feeling. He sat there quietly, like a fine sand in the rolling red dust, harmoniously existing in one with the surrounding sound. But that unmoving, clear and holy feeling is beyond the red dust.

The clear is the sky, and the turbid is the earth. This person blends almost perfectly between the turbid, the sky above, and the earth below.

"Why do you have to..."

The man didn't speak. But his voice naturally appeared in the dancer's ears.

He didn't wait for the dancer to answer, he waved his sleeves and stood up, his figure turned into nothingness.

The dancer stopped when he saw him leave.

The veil was lifted, and the dancer inside was wearing a bright red shirt, with cinnabar like blood between her eyebrows. When you look at her, you will understand that there are people in the world who are so beautiful that words can't describe them. Just a glance is enough to make people drunk and indulge in suicide.

The waiter in white standing beside her saw that she had stopped, and hurriedly stepped forward and offered a small glass cup. The viscous blood in the cup rippled slightly.

If Yun Qing is here, he will find out, that is Fang Cun Zhan.

The woman drank it all.

"You say, but the song I sang today is not moving enough to keep him?" The corner of the woman's mouth was stained with blood, reflecting the blood-colored cinnabar, and her white jade-like skin had a creepy beauty.

"Of course not!" The waiter in white knelt down.

"Hey..." The woman sighed softly, "Yes, my songs are naturally unreasonable and unattractive. It's a pity... the people who listen to the song are the most unfeeling."

The white-robed waiter knelt on the spot and said nothing.

"Just tell Bi Fang to come back... don't play anymore." The woman smashed Fangcun's lamp.

"Yes."

"This time, we must take the Nine Lives City, and then use this as a breakthrough to invade the mirror country to search for that evil barrier. The Hundred Flowers sacrifice is a small matter, but the heavenly book is a big thing..."

The woman sighed faintly, and the powder made by Fangcunzhan slipped from between her fingers.

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