Chapter 659

Among the four, the most mysterious and elusive is Zhong Qingzhu, who came from the array hall. Because this cold woman soon shut herself up and locked herself in the cave after she returned to Jinhong mountain. No matter who could not see her, she didn't know what kind of mood she was in now.

In a word, this trip to the Arctic snow plain has caused a lot of waves in Lingxiao sect. But in the end, it is because Shen Shi's weight in the sect is not heavy enough, his reputation is not high enough, and the martial arts hall has always been weak and few people. As time goes by, it gradually fades down.

Then, we began to slowly forget this person.

Is it missing? It's not an important person. With a few comments and exclamations, who really cares?

But some people really care.

Remember him, care about him, worry about him, miss him, get angry for him, grieve for him.

At the dawn of the day, the mountains were secluded. Old man Pu came to the valley where Shenshi cave was. He walked through the quiet forest path full of leaves. Listening to the sound of water from the deep forest in the distance, he stood in front of the cave.

The old trees and vines are as green as ever, but there are many fallen leaves in front of the door. It seems lonely that no one has cleaned them for many days. The old man with white hair stood there watching in silence. After a while, he reached out and took out a letter from his arms.

The letter was full of familiar handwriting, a piece of paper, and a cloud symbol fell out at the same time. Every sentence he had read many times these days, and it came back to him:

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"When the elixir field is destroyed, the way is lost..."

"I'm ashamed of my teacher's kindness, but I have no face to return to the mountain..."

"At this point, all the things in the cave are handed over to the master for disposal, which is not enough to repay the teacher's kindness in case..."

Pu Lao's head is expressionless, but the veins on his palm are slightly prominent, his clothes are windless, and the surrounding mountains and trees are suddenly swaying and rattling, and there is a faint sound of dragon, tiger, wind and thunder.

As if the next moment, in his hands of this letter and that piece of cloud, will turn into powder.

But after standing for a moment, the invisible but compelling power gradually calmed down. The wind stopped, the trees were quiet, a few fallen leaves turned over, the birds were singing again, and the old man Pu breathed out in silence, his face suddenly seemed a little bleak.

Then he walked slowly to the stone gate and murmured slowly.

When old man Pu looked at the empty cave which was gradually revealed in front of his eyes, he suddenly murmured a curse in a low voice. It seemed that he had some disdain and muttered: "smelly boy, you little monk Ning Yuan Jing, what good things can you have and leave all your spiritual talents to me? Do you think I can take a fancy to you? My brain must be broken It's broken... "

His voice was getting lower and lower. Finally, he could no longer be heard. Then he sighed silently and walked in with his hands on his back.

Apart from those specially prepared for the immortal of Yuandan realm, most of the caves on Jinhong mountain are similar in layout. Therefore, old man Pu scanned the cave with familiar eyes and found that his apprentice's residence was unexpectedly clean and concise. At least in the living room outside, there were not many superfluous things.

"The poor." Old man Pu snorted, but the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch a little. After standing for a while, he went inside again.

The bedroom is very simple at the same time, and everything is placed in good order. It can be seen that Shen Shi is a very organized person in his daily life. Just standing at the door and looking at the scenes and things where he lives, it's like seeing Shen Shi walking around here in the past.

Old man Pu's eyes flashed a dim color, slowly turned and walked to the storage room not far from the bedroom.

Most of the places in the huge storeroom are empty, except for a lot of storage bags neatly placed on one side of the stone shelf, there are no treasures placed in other places. At a glance, it gives people a feeling of emptiness, which is very desolate. Old man Pu came in, rolled his eyes, and muttered: "smelly boy..." But before he heard it, he suddenly saw two wine jars in a corner of the room.

Old man Pu frowned, walked over to pick up a jar at will, patted open the wine stopper, and suddenly a mellow aroma diffused out, with a intoxicating atmosphere. Old man Pu looked up and took a big drink. The wine went down his throat, and the smell of it overflowed. But for some reason, he slowly lowered his head:

"smelly boy, you dare to steal good wine. Look back and I won't break your leg."

After drinking alone for a long time, he turned around and strolled to the stone racks. He glanced at the storage bags, picked up one with a light face, and said to himself, "what good thing can I have? It's just a poor man. I want to write a lot of nonsense. I think I'll pity you. I'm so stupid Eh? "

Suddenly, old man Pu's face changed slightly, and he grasped the hand of the storage bag. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly turned his hand, and then heard a loud crash. From the storage bag, a large number of strange pieces of meat with different shapes, big and small, poured out like running water and piled up directly on the ground in front of old man PU.Old man Pu leaned over, picked up a small piece of meat, looked at it carefully, put it on his nose and smelled it. Suddenly, he was surprised, and whispered: "this is "Dragon meat?" Then he seemed to think of something. He turned around with a cry, and his eyes fell on the other storage bags on the stone shelf.

"Hua, Hua, Hua, Hua..."

The sound of running water reverberates continuously in this storage room. More and more pieces of meat rush out of those storage bags and pile higher and higher on the ground. It looks like a hill or a river with rising water. It will soon submerge the space of this room.

Old man Pu's face was more and more frightened. He seemed to see something incredible. When he grabbed the last two storage bags, he suddenly didn't continue to pour them. Instead, he felt it for a moment. His mind swept into it. Then the corner of his eyes twitched again and whispered: "it's all dragon blood..."

Then, his eyes swept over the shocking scene in front of him. His lips trembled slightly. For a long time, he couldn't say a word. After a long time, he grabbed the wine jar lying on the ground, slowly walked out of the storeroom and sat down at the stone table in the living room.

He looked up, drank a mouthful of wine, and then was in a daze. I don't know how many times later, old man Pu suddenly patted the table, his voice was low, and he looked angry and scolded, saying:

"Damn, this smelly boy is really richer than me..."

Tianhong City, demon underground palace.

Sitting on the stone platform, Shen Shi, who is concentrating on practicing Yin Yang mantra, suddenly shakes and his breath is slightly disordered. After a dull hum, he takes a breath and slowly opens his eyes.

Huang Ming, who was not far away from him, looked over and said, "what's the matter?"

Shen Shi frowned and said, "it's strange that I've been practising well just now. Suddenly I feel a little restless, and my spiritual power is a bit confused. But it's not a big deal. Maybe I've been practising for a long time and I'm a little tired."

Huang Ming looked at Shen Shi's face carefully, then nodded: "it should be so. Just have a rest."

Shen Shi agreed, stood up, walked back and forth, and moved himself at the same time.

It was dark and gloomy in the underground demon palace, but he came here twice and stayed for such a long time. Shen Shi was used to these so-called gloomy things for a long time. He glanced around and suddenly remembered that he had been practicing for a long time. The fox should be hungry.

But when I think about it, Shen Shi doesn't see the fox. However, Shen Shi is not worried. Although the fox is useless, it is still smart and cunning. Since last time a wandering ghost was almost eaten outside the demon emperor's hall, it didn't dare to leave the hall.

But where is it hiding now?

Shen Shi's eyes swept around, but he didn't see the fox. He walked along the stone platform, reached into Ruyi's bag and found a piece of preserved meat. Usually at this time, as long as he asked about the flavor of the preserved meat, the fox would jump out immediately.

Today is no exception.

"Yo Yo..." With a cry of surprise, it suddenly rings from the other side of the coffin on the stone platform. Then the bald fox comes out from the other end of the coffin and barks at Shen Shi.

Shen Shi chuckles and throws the meat to him. The fox grabs it and chews it on the ground. Shen Shi turns around to go back to Huang Ming's side, but when he leaves, a strange feeling passes in his heart. Isn't the fox afraid of the coffin? How come he often runs to the stone platform and plays near the coffin recently?

It's just that it's not a big deal. Maybe it's because the fox is used to the environment here. Shen Shi didn't think much about it, so he quickly went back, leaving the fox to eat on the ground here. At the same time, when Shen Shi walked away, on the coffin wall not far behind the fox, suddenly a strange purple black pattern slowly lit up. The light was not very bright, but slowly turned into a round fuzzy shadow. In the dark, it looked like a pupil of the eye, quietly looking at the fox not far ahead.

Fox ah Wu a mouthful, swallowed the last piece of meat, feel alone full, there is a sense of happiness. After thinking about it, he slowly came to the coffin and lay down, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to sleep. By this time, it seemed that it was no longer afraid of the coffin.

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