The fifty-ninth chapter, a guest from Shenyin, the descendant of Dongxuan

Under the cold pool in the Sleeping Phoenix Corridor, Zheng Zhenzhen held a wine jar and sneaked towards the peach blossom tree. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

"Bring it?" Jiuhuan was still the same old man, sitting lazily under the tree, with empty wine jars piled up beside him.

Zheng Zhenzhen shoved the wine jar into her hand and complained: "Senior Jiuhuan, why don't you use magic to condense these wines in a square inch, and save me from running around. If I am caught by Senior Jinghua, She had to rip me off!"

"What are you talking about! My sect is immortal, and the arts of the universe are mostly used to fight enemies. Do you still want to open up a small world in the wine jar? Besides, once the magic is touched, the aura is stained, and the wine tastes less. Pure, not good."

Jiuhuan happily took the wine jar, and even reprimanded Zheng Zhenzhen when it was cheap.

Zheng Zhen was really helpless and had to watch her drink heavily. She was very tired after running for a long time, so she sat down under the peach blossom tree, looked up at the sky, and missed Yunqing a little in her heart. There are very few things to think about when getting along with Yun Qing, everything will be easily settled by her, all Zheng Zhen really has to do is to scream a few times at the right time. But Zheng Zhenzhen is a little unacceptable to herself who is so weakly dependent on Yun Qing. On the one hand, she always enjoys the pleasure of being cherished, and on the other hand, she is self-loathing because she can't do it.

She also wanted to become a fearless seeker like Yun Qing, like the seniors like Mianfenglang.

"Are you homesick?" Jiu Huan asked when she saw that her expression was a little gloomy.

Zheng Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and shook her head, she has no home.

"Also, once you enter the Immortal Dao, you can't have any distracting thoughts other than becoming an immortal." Jiuhuan's tone was a little lonely, compared to Jinghua's seriousness, Jiuhuan always seemed to act casually. But this is also in line with the inheritance of the Mianfeng Gallery, and they are participating in the free and easy way.

"Why? Feel free and happy, don't you think about whatever you want?" Zheng Zhenzhen said puzzled.

"If you think about something in your heart, you will be bound by what you think about. It's not really happy." Jiuhuan shook his head and sighed, "If you have a longing in your heart, it can only mean that you have something that you can't let go of, this is the way of immortality. Taboo."

"Senior, do you have anything that you can't let go?" Zheng Zhenzhen asked curiously. She felt that Senior Jiuhuan's feeling of autumn and spring was not like a direct disciple who practiced Xiaoyao Dao.

"Hahaha, are you still here to ask me?" Jiu Huan laughed and took a sip of wine, "Of course there are, I can't put down these early withered peach blossoms, I can't put down the fine wine brewed in this cold pool, and I can't put down the experience of red dust. The heartless man of the time, I can't let go of my defeat at the hands of Guiling Temple two years ago... I can't let go of too many things."

Zheng Zhenzhen couldn't help being a little embarrassed when she heard "Heartless Man". This was the first time she heard Jiuhuan mention such a thing. en8.

"But I won't shake my heart because of this flower, this wine, this person, and this defeat." Jiuhuan's expression was slightly solemn, she looked at Zheng Zhenzhen's ignorant expression and said, "No one can be born spotless, You can go through filth and calamity, but the innocent heart in your heart cannot be stained by external things."

"Stick to your heart, and after countless years, you will find that the traces of filth and calamity will become shallower and shallower on you, and those things that you can't let go of will sink into invisible places a little bit. Go there. Only then can you truly be at ease. If you hesitate to move forward because of something you can’t let go of, the path to seeking the Way will only get narrower and narrower.”

Zheng Zhen really understood something, and smiled gratefully at Jiu Huan: "Thank you senior for pointing out the maze."

Jiuhuan waved her hand and was about to finish drinking the last bit of wine when she saw Jinghua coming down from the mountain, her expression was indescribably solemn.

"Senior sister, there is a direct descendant from Shenyinmen." Jinghua didn't shy away from Zheng Zhenzhen, and didn't even say hello, she just threw out such a sentence.

Jiuhuan put down the wine jar and frowned: "When did it happen?"

"The news that just came down from Tongtian Divine Vein, it is estimated that people will arrive soon." Jinghua's expression became more and more serious, and she looked like a great enemy.

"This is not good. The news of the divine veins has just arrived. It must be a technique to transfer the universe, and the other party must have at least a small consummation. But at this moment, apart from you and me, the two half-assed people who have not yet certified to consummation, other direct descendants. Not here, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold him down." Jinghua finished her words, and then quickly said, "I'm running out of time, come with me to Jieyou Cliff."

Jiuhuan drank the last sip of wine neatly, shoved the wine jar into Zheng Zhenzhen's hand, and said, "Come with me."

Jinghua walked fast in front of her, she couldn't help but turn her head and said, "Why did you bring her with you?"

"Take her to see the world." Jiu Huan said with a smile.

Zheng Zhenzhen knew that he had not yet reached their level, and did not dare to interject at will. It seems that although Shenyinmen and Mianfenglang are both inherited from the Immortal Dao, they are not necessarily close to each other. This Shenyinmen does not look like a mountain or water, and it is far less arrogant and domineering than the Hundred Thousand Mountains, but in the Battle of the Heavens, it was so important to His Excellency Mo Lingjian that no one in the cultivating world dared to take its edge easily.

After the battle with Shenyinmen Qingtian, Moling Jiange set up a small world to recuperate, and has not dared to appear in Beichuan University. It can be seen that it has really hurt its vitality.

To understand You Cliff, the cold wind is howling, the sea of ​​clouds is churning, and the pale sunlight and pale snow complement each other.

A young man in a moon-white robe stood in front of the wind. His face is clear, his eyes are deep, his white hair is like a waterfall, and his whole person is as bright as a cold moon, and he cannot be profaned.

"Mianfeng Gallery was shocked to see senior."

"Mianfeng Gallery Jiuhuan has met senior."

Although they were direct disciples of the same generation, the difference in realm forced the two of them to bow their heads in front of him. Zheng Zhenzhen was a tad slower, and when the white-haired man looked over, she hurriedly said, "Mianfeng Gallery Zheng Zhenzhen has met senior."

She still held a wine jar in her hand, standing there for some embarrassment.

The man just nodded lightly and said, "You don't need to be more polite when talking about friendship."

"Fellow Daoist has come from a long way, and I can't wait to welcome the guests." Jiu Huan, as a senior sister, can only make the decision at this time. Since the other party said that they are friends of the same generation, she has nothing to be hypocritical, "By the way, haven't you asked about the name of your fellow Daoist?"

"Pin Dao Qing Xuzi." The man said few words, but answered briefly.

Mianfeng Gallery and Shenyinmen also have many contacts, Jiuhuan knows that these high-level Taoist cultivators are very cold and taciturn, so he is not annoyed: "Fellow Daoist, you can sit in the door and drink... Cough, drink tea and chat. ?"

"No need." Qing Xuzi shook his head, "Being respected by a teacher, I don't dare to delay."

Jiuhuan knew that the point was coming, so he followed the topic and said, "You and I are both immortals. If you need anything, just mention it."

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"I came from the Heaven-reaching Divine Vessel, and I want to borrow your land for a few days to restore my vitality." Qing Xuzi was not polite, and made his request.

Of course, Jiuhuan would not refuse: "Of course there is no problem. I don't know what the saints entrusted to me. Maybe my Mianfeng Gallery can help?"

"Recently, there was a disciple of the hidden descendant of a god who appeared in the south. After the master knew about it, he named him Dongxuanzi, and then sent me to bring people over." Qingxuzi explained this matter in detail.

Jiuhuan heard that it was an internal matter of the other party's sect, and knew that it was inconvenient to intervene more, so he smiled and said, "Congratulations to your sect, after Dong Xuanzi was brought in, the ten sons of Shenyin met for the first time in ten thousand years."

Qing Xuzi's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were calm: "Master said that the fire phoenix, which has never been seen in a thousand years, has already appeared in the world, and the saint who has been sleeping for ten thousand years in the Hundred Thousand Mountains has also woken up. Guiling Temple Zihong There is only one step away from the position of the Buddha, and the great joy of walking on the Temple of Heaven is in sight... Compared with this, the gathering of the ten sons of Shenyin is nothing, at most ten corpses will be added to this troubled world."

Jiuhuan couldn't help feeling a chill when he heard the last sentence. Taishangdao's ruthlessness was unreservedly displayed in these words. He said this to his disciples, and the saint on Tongtian Divine Vein did not know what to think what.

"I've been taught." Jiu Huan said solemnly, "There's some turmoil in the south right now. If you want to come here, you'll be stumped by it, right?"

"Before leaving, the master warned that if there is trouble, it will be resolved easily." Qing Xuzi's face was cold.

Jiuhuan thought to himself, isn't the meaning of the saint's words that the direct disciple they want to get back unscathed, and they also have to intervene in this battle of Taoism?

The north is on the verge of breaking out, and the south is getting more and more chaotic.

Rise or destruction, it's probably somewhere in between.

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At this time, Yun Qing in the corpse cave was facing a pair of slender and fair hands.

She was at most surprised, but the other two corpse cave elders were simply frightened. The black-haired one jumped three feet high, and then jumped out all the way. The white-haired one almost rolled and crawled to the edge of the river, and then jumped into the river full of corpse stench without hesitation.

They didn't pay attention to such a junior as Yun Qing, and they just ran for their lives.

When Yun Qing saw the two escaped, she knew that the things in the "holy coffin" might not be easy to mess with, but maybe the person in the coffin was the key to her breaking the veil of heaven, so she still planned to take a risk.

Those hands gently lifted the lid of the coffin, and the movement was very smooth, without the stiffness of a corpse at all. Although the skin on this hand was pale, and the joints on the wrist were distinct and a little weak, Yun Qing could still clearly distinguish that it was a man's hand.

Yun Qing stood on the spot, the black snake in his hand wandered, ready to go.

The lid of the coffin was lifted by most of it, and it slid to the ground in one fell swoop. The man in the coffin seemed to be tall, and it was a little difficult to get up when he was curled up inside.

His back was facing Yun Qing, his back was naked, two huge chains were worn on his shoulder blades, and the chains were connected inside the coffin, trapping him.

The man in the coffin fiddled with the chain twice, then slowly turned around.

Yun Qing's eyes swept over, and the first thing he saw was a pair of mindless eyes, and then he noticed the man's face. At this glance, she almost without hesitation threw the black snake out of her hand and attacked the other side's facade.

She didn't even see the result of this blow, she turned around and urged Fang Cunzhan to leave the Walking Corpse Sect, and instantly appeared beside Aman.

In the deep corpse cave, the man in the coffin was hit by the black snake, but his body was faintly restrained, and he was completely uninjured. He stood up slowly and stood quietly in the coffin, looking out of the corpse cave.

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