The Changqing temple is neither remarkable nor famous in this vast world.

However, this gate is also a place where thousands of people have been yelling. Whether it is the bluestone steps on the ridge or the gatehouse every ten miles, it can be said to be a card.

Before reaching the main hall courtyard at the top of the mountain, there were three disciples in Taoist robes on the left and right in front of the door, which could be regarded as dignified.

The weather is still sunny, and white clouds can be seen in the distance.

If it hadn't been for some accidents some time ago, I'm afraid there would be fewer disciples on duty today.

After all, there has been no news for several months. On weekdays, the Changqing temple is also relatively idle. The disciples practice independently. Naturally, they can't talk about guarding the sect.

At this moment, the six people in front of the door were in twos and threes. Some couldn't help yawning secretly, and some were floating in their hearts. They didn't know where their hearts had gone.

Just then, a man and a woman came slowly on the distant steps.

Among them, the woman is charming and beautiful. She is eye-catching, but she is less eye-catching than the man.

The so-called man of practice, who has absorbed the aura for a hundred years, except for some low-level friars who are uncertain about what exaggerated appearance they will make. He is really a little knowledgeable and is generally indifferent.

But at present, the man seems to be really green headed. He wears a half green wood mask on his face and his hair is deliberately dyed silver white. It looks very windy.

But in the eyes of the disciples on duty in front of the door, he threw him a few white eyes without any concealment.

"Don't even know when the gun hits the head? I'm afraid he won't know when to die."

"Hum ~ Leng Touqing, you must have just passed the minor repair in the Qi refining realm, and your brain hasn't grown up yet. Otherwise, how can you want to upset these?"

"... seventh elder martial sister?!"

The disciples in front of the door had different thoughts. One of the sharp eyed disciples found that the woman was just one of the thirteen sons of Changqing in the door, Shen Wenling!

You know, apart from the top three of the chief, the three disciples of Changqing temple are all male disciples. Only Shen Wenling, who has practiced for more than 300 years, entered the inner door and ranked seventh!

If it were not for the fact that there were six senior brothers ahead, it would not be too much to call them the chief of Changqing.

Therefore, familiar disciples usually don't call her elder martial sister Shen, but specifically call her seventh elder martial sister, which means to praise her for her strength that a woman can rank seventh in Changqing.

"You younger martial brothers have worked hard."

Shen Wenling, who walked slowly, listened to the greeting. The complex emotion on his face was covered, and he pretended to smile and said hello.

The disciples in front of the door also dispersed and gave way to a way.

But when ye Xiaogu walked over, one of the disciples held out his hand and frowned.

"Who are you? Look at your appearance. You're not my Changqing disciple."

"He is my new recruit disciple down the mountain. Now he is preparing to meet the master. Younger martial brothers, can you make it convenient? I will pay the entrance guard in the future."

Since the mountain spirit vein accident at the back of Changqing temple, the Mountain Gate of Changqing temple has been closed. You need to carry a small token as an access control when entering and leaving Changqing temple.

Generally, when you go out, you can report your affairs. You can take one side out and hand in the small order when you come back.

The disciple guarding the Mountain Gate hesitated a little and said hello to the disciple before.

"Elder martial sister Qi is serious. Why do you need this access control with your status?"

While talking, the disciple winked with the disciples. Although the disciple who stopped ye Xiaogu hesitated, he could only let go at the moment.

After this little twists and turns, ye Xiaogu and Shen Wenling went straight into the gate and bypassed the movie wall. There was still a long mountain road in front of them. There were more green bamboos on both sides. They should be deliberately planted here.

Maybe the green bamboo was quiet and there were no people around. Shen Wenling took no two steps. Suddenly, he turned back and looked at ye Xiaogu angrily.

Before she could speak, ye Xiaogu kept walking and passed her, calmly.

"In front of me, without your conditions, I will wipe out the Changqing temple, and you can't stop it."

"Then you kill me first!"

"Do you think I dare not?"

Shen Wenling took two steps and stopped him directly, but there was no sign of weakness in his words.

Like many religious schools today, the Changqing temple is not an authentic school.

At the beginning, it was also because sanxiu found that the spiritual veins gathered together and became such a sect. Maybe there was some mental management in the first few hundred years, but later it was almost under the jurisdiction of some school disciples.

If it's not a big event, almost all of them are busy practicing the avenue. Who has the time to manage the affairs in the door?

So really speaking, Shen Wenling doesn't like Changqing Temple very much, but it doesn't prevent her from belonging here since she practiced.

If it was ye Xiaogu before, maybe she wouldn't say such words because she didn't give up for the moment, but now she still wants to have a try.

When they were deadlocked on the mountain road, a gentle breeze blew through the green bamboo on both sides of the mountain road, making a rustling sound.

The girl looked up at him stubbornly. She wanted to force him to turn back. Unexpectedly, he pushed her away and said expressionless.

"Life and death are still like nothing in my eyes. You value yourself too much."

"Ye! Come back!"

I don't know if it was because of his indifferent and decisive tone, Shen Wenling burst into tears and shouted directly.

It was only natural that these words had no effect. His steps were as old as before, and he didn't even hesitate for a moment because of the cry.

When the girl was about to collapse and cry, he suddenly slowed down and looked back at her.

Shen Wenling thought he would say something. Unexpectedly, ye Xiaogu looked at her expressionless and said.

"If you don't take me to the back mountain, I'll kill you and wipe out your Changqing temple, which can be regarded as breaking your mind."

"Madman!"

"Are you going?"

“……”

He couldn't see any emotion on his face. Shen Wenling practiced for hundreds of years since he was a child. Now he really missed his whole life.

Hesitated and hesitated, she still couldn't resist him. She could only bite her teeth and endure tears to follow him for some time.

The long ladder stretches for several miles, almost all the way to the top of the mountain. It can be described as a scene.

After walking for a while, she eased her mood a little and asked pretending to be unintentional.

"What do you want to do when you steal spirit veins?"

"What do I need you to manage?"

Ye Xiaogu glanced at her faintly. She was so angry that she really wanted to kick him in the face.

However, the man who killed all directions in the past was right in front of her. For the rest of the month, she also knew that the man in front of her was not good. Even if she was angry, she could swallow it by herself now.

Maybe she thought the girl was holding her strength secretly. For a while, she was worried about something bad. Ye Xiaogu touched the jade tears on her neck and said casually.

"After taking the spiritual pulse here, follow me to Xingyao mansion."

“……”

She didn't answer for a moment, and ye Xiaogu just said something here and didn't go on.

After a while, as if she remembered something, she looked up at him and said.

"Can you stop killing?"

"No."

Simply, even Shen Wenling's next sermon was blocked. Practicing the ghost way is almost the only way for him to improve. The Qi vessels destroyed in yubeast mountain villa more than ten years ago have not been restored.

If there is no blood essence, not to repair the ghosts, what will he do to find the old white haired man and how to find a way to revive Wang Pei?

He answered so decisively that Shen Wenling bit his teeth. The only thoughts in her heart still made her feel timid.

She can't help the tyrant, and naturally she can't watch him make and kill again.

When the mountain wind blew slowly, she just wanted to turn around, but she was pulled by Ye Xiaogu and asked her to stay.

"If you're obedient, I can't kill changqingguan."

"Why?"

"What? Why?"

"I know you must have some plans. What do you want to do?"

The girl was also very alert now. Ye Xiaogu glanced at her faintly, but didn't explain this sentence too much.

If he explained a few words, in fact, Shen Wenling estimated that he could still have some brains. However, he walked forward without saying a word, which made the girl inexplicably worried for a moment.

In the past, she was a famous beauty in Changqing temple. Although she had never left Changqing temple since childhood, she was more or less careless, but the girl was born with her mind.

Although I have seen ye Xiaogu's ruthless appearance, the most dangerous person is the most attractive.

She didn't belong to Changqing temple. With her careful thinking, she couldn't help walking with ye Xiaogu for a while.

At the bottom of Ye Xiaogu's heart, there was no sense of guilt at the moment.

Although he just used the girl's girlish heart to go to the back mountain to find the spiritual pulse, it really meant a bit of deception, but he really didn't feel guilty at the moment.

After all, the girl is so easy to cheat. He asked her to pay her tuition and do her a little favor.

The mountain road of Changqing Temple stretches with ridges, and the mountains on both sides are steep. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The most important thing is that this Changqing temple is not a famous gate, but it also has a mountain protection array, which is maintained all year round.

You should know that the consumption of maintaining the mountain protection array is a divine stone. However, the Changqing temple can be maintained by relying on the spirit pulse of the back mountain, so it has become the first door within a radius of ten thousand miles.

If you can't resist the sky in the mountain protection array, your magic attack will be weakened or even completely resisted. If you are blocked out in advance, you need to break into it.

The Changqing temple has been stable for so many years, and the mountain protection array has made great contributions.

When Chu ye Xiaogu followed the spirit pulse to the back mountain, because of hundreds of years of stable days, he didn't deliberately distinguish between the enemy and us after the mountain protection array was opened, so he was allowed to steal such an opportunity.

Later, as soon as the mountain protection array opened, he also suffered scale injuries in it, and nearly fell into the sky.

This is why he found Shen Wenling after he got the spiritual pulse at the bottom of the river.

Walking, perhaps I felt too silent. The girl took the initiative to put her arm on his arm. I don't know what she was thinking just now.

After her interruption, ye Xiaogu restrained his mind a little. He wanted to push her away directly. On second thought, he had to let her alone.

People's hearts are flesh long. Even if she hasn't seen the world again, she can distinguish the pain in her heart. Ye Xiaogu takes so much advantage of her and asks her to help steal the spiritual pulse of her school. It is estimated that the girl is also beating drums in her heart.

He thought he knew people's minds. Naturally, he knew that if he forced her again, maybe the girl could turn around and leave.

At that time, he will face the mountain protection array alone. He is afraid that he will have to leave a layer of skin if he doesn't die.

"Let go first and I'll clean up a little."

In this thought, ye Xiaogu suddenly remembered what the disciple guarding the Mountain Gate had said, and took off the green wood mask on his face.

But he didn't dare to leave his body. He put it directly in the inner lining of his clothes. Then he turned his back and tied a small bun. When he put down his hand, the style of his black clothes also changed, which happened to be the style of the disciples guarding the mountain gate just now.

This sort of arrangement, not to mention anything else, vaguely revealed a hand. After all, the change of clothing style in an instant is really amazing for Zhenyuan's control.

Shen Wenling was a little surprised at what he was doing. After seeing him take care of it, he didn't surprise his mind. Instead, he looked at his side face with a little surprise and exclaimed.

"You are quite handsome. Why do those without spots and scars wear such a strange mask?"

“……”

Ye Xiaogu just wanted to answer, and suddenly thought of something. He waved his hand and covered his silver hair a little.

It's just such a simple clean-up. Now it looks a lot more pleasing to the eye. It doesn't have the feeling that strangers are not allowed to enter at all.

Seeing Shen Wenling still looking at her, he unconsciously frowned, looked at her and said.

"Continue to the back mountain."

"What are you doing so coldly? Do you really want to kill me?"

Ye Xiaogu heard the speech and gave her a faint look. This expressionless look really flustered her.

When the atmosphere was a little cold between them, he reached out and touched Shen Wenling's lips and said faintly.

"This mouth is busy again?"

The girl seemed to think of something and subconsciously hid from him. Then she frowned and looked at him strangely.

Ye Xiaogu didn't say much to her at the moment. He was very happy to clean up such an accident free girl.

The long mountain road has an end after all. There are few patrolling disciples and friars walking around all the way.

Even though they were faced with spiritual crisis a few months ago, most of the people in Changqing temple were not disturbed. After all, they were not distracted by this spiritual event.

They deliberately bypassed the main hall and went straight to the spirit vein of the back mountain. Along the way, ye Xiaogu turned into an ordinary disciple, saving them a lot of trouble.

Of course, as we got closer to the spirit vein of Houshan, we met more and more people along the way.

Even in the end, even Shen Wenling secretly felt a retreat, and couldn't coax him for a while.

Mingming is one step away from getting the spirit pulse. How can ye Xiaogu give up easily?

When the sky gradually darkened, they came out one after another from the woods. The girl lowered her head and seemed to hesitate.

Ye Xiaogu went straight up to give her a hug and whispered.

"Did you remember what I taught you just now?"

"I can't remember!"

"Don't talk so loudly. It smells fishy and runs out."

“……”

Whether ye Xiaogu was joking or not, she frowned and glared at him angrily.

But between the light and shadow of the sunset, his face looked so handsome and affectionate.

She was careless. Although she knew that what was in front of her was not a good man, her ignorant mind still made her mistakenly think that this was the love of her life.

After hesitating for a long time, she turned her head and walked towards the fork of the mountain road. The emotion on ye Xiaogu's face converged a little, and then followed her out without expression.

Although many people in Changqing temple are obsessed with Changsheng Avenue, at least they are also a sect. Naturally, there are some people in charge.

Near the fork of the back mountain, there is a small tiled house, which is not large. There is no God in it. Only an old man lives here.

Green tiles and mud walls, without a small courtyard, the old man usually stands in the middle of the mountain path and occasionally brings out a bench to sit.

Over the years, not to mention that others are Shen Wenling, a genius of Changqing temple, the younger generation did not expect that the old man had any identity.

She walked quickly to the mountain road and looked at it from a distance. She happened to see the old man sitting in the middle of the mountain road with a bench.

The mountain path is not wide enough for a carriage. There are trees such as pines and cypresses on both sides. Ordinary disciples can drill through the woods by themselves even if they don't take the mountain path.

A few months ago, Shen Wenling was called to the back mountain to investigate. At that time, he also saw that there was an extra bench on the mountain road. As a result, the eldest martial brother in the door led the people around the bench to the back mountain.

She didn't know what she meant before, but just now ye Xiaogu made several suggestions. Now she respectfully hugged and said before she came to the old man.

"Shen Wenling, the seventh disciple of the younger generation, was ordered by the teacher..."

"Don't chatter. Call the man behind you. The old man doesn't want to talk to you now."

The prepared Yiying speech was completely useless. Just as Shen Wenling looked up at the old man in amazement, a strong wind suddenly hit his ear!

Between the lightning and flint, a hand was directly in front of her. Ye Xiaogu, dressed in a black Taoist robe, suddenly appeared to block the blow for her.

"Go back and hide for a while."

"Ah?"

At this moment, she still didn't know the situation very well. She subconsciously looked at ye Xiaogu.

Without turning back, ye Xiaogu pushed back on her face, looked at the old man sitting on the stool and frowned.

"Can't stand up, old man?"

"Sure enough, he is really a arrogant young man."

The old man snorted coldly and stood up slowly.