Chapter 36

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Xi Fang and Zhongfeng Master looked at each other, followed by Lu Zhishan into the Qingxu Hall.

Zhu Ge hastened to instruct a dozen unconscious disciples to support each other and place them separately.

In the square, Wen Renmu stared at Jun Yanzhi, who was standing with Wen Jing. There was a hint of fear, a hint of doubt, and a gloom.

For some reason, he doubted Jun Yanzhi somehow.

Jun Yan’s head bowed, without a word.

That gaze is so restless, restless. Only before He Ling left one step earlier, Liu Qianmo and other disciples also left. Only Jun Yan wanted to stay and know the result, and he accompanied him. Wen Jing frowned, holding Jun Yan’s hand: “Brother, let’s go back.”

“Um.” Jun Yan was meekly led away by him.

A few steps, a gust of wind around, a dark gray figure fell from the air, and stood still, blocking their way. The people around him cast curious glances, but kept silent, only looking at them.

“Who is this?”

“You do n’t know who he is? Hong Xiufeng’s disciple, Wang Jin.”

“Wang Jin ranked ninth in the Qingxu Sword Ranking?”

“It’s him.”

The gray-faced man was cold and slowly said, “Master Jun, I heard that when you and Master were on the ring, the fragrance was released all over the body?”

Wen Jing didn’t want to ignore him, lowered his head and continued to pull Jun Yan forward.

A long sword stopped the two, the sword was cold and sharp, Wang Jin said to Jun Yan’s cold road: “Master, can this be the case?”

Wen Jing reluctantly said, “This brother already knows this in detail. Naturally someone told you. Where do I need to ask my brother?”

Wang Jin sank his face: “Why not sooner or later, but scent on the ring?”

Wen Jing’s heart was on fire. He looked back at Jun Yanzhi, only to see that he didn’t want to argue, only holding his own hand. Wen Jing was even more distressed, and said to Wang Jin: “My brother has a special constitution, can I still manage when he emits the aroma? Moreover, the lord has checked it, not the aroma of the ‘three insect roots.’

The crowd slowly leaned forward and listened.

Wen Renmu stood in the distance, watching silently.

“When the scent was released, the aroma of ‘Three Worm Roots’ was covered, and it was impossible.” Wang Jin stared at Jun Yanzhi slowly.

Wen Jing said angrily, “What kind of evidence do you have against a good person?”

Wang Jin glanced at Wen Jing and gave a sublime stance: “When Master Shi, the disciple of Elder Cailu lost control, I clearly saw something in your mouth. What are you thinking?”

As soon as this remark was made, everyone looked at Jun Yanzhi in unison, all with a sense of alertness.

Meditate silently? A recipe for insanity? Mantra?

Wen Jing angrily said, “Brother Jun is whispering to me. Are you okay, just look at what my brother is doing?”

Wang Jin’s resentment doesn’t make himself angry: “I speak to your junior gentleman, and you step aside. The discord of Tian Hengfeng’s disciples is caused by the magic practice, and now I have some doubts that this magic practice is among us . “

Speaking, the long sword turned over and pointed at Wen Jing’s chest.

Jun Yanzhi’s eyes narrowed slightly, immediately pulling Wen Jing behind him, and he whispered: “This brother is suspicious of me and is reasonable. Only when the disciples of Elder Cai Lu had an accident, I was indeed talking with his brother There is nothing wrong with speaking. At present, it is unclear. If this brother really believes it, he will just arrest me and do not have to embarrass my brother. “

Wen Jing held his hand tightly.

In the original text, Jun Yan did not say a single rebuttal, nor did he resist, and was seriously stabbed by the man.

There are more and more people watching, all of them are skeptical. Wen Jing was sour in heart, arguing: “My brother knows the fragrance in his body, only a few peak masters know it. Who told you, why did you stir up trouble? I think that talent is speculative, can it be magic repair ! “

Wang Jin frowned slightly, but his eyes moved to Wen Renmu in the distance, and returned to Jun Yan.

Wen Jing said to Jun Yan again, “Brother, shall we go first? I’m really afraid they will hurt you.”

Jun Yanzhi looked down at him, then turned to face the gray-clad man, and said warmly: “This brother, the lord has not yet concluded, can you be patient for a few days? Although I am not a good man, I am also a good man, Know how to pity innocent lives, and dare not to kill innocent people. “

These words are so earnest, and the sound is so sweet that it makes it difficult for them to have a bad feeling. The gray man frowned, seemingly hesitant.

At this moment, I saw Zhu Ge stepping out of the Qing Xudang. He looked at the confrontational people and the disciples who were watching, his eyes narrowed, and he said loudly, “The suzerain has orders, and the disciples all return to the peaks to rest. Without an order, they must not go out, be noisy, and meditate.” >

The crowd quickly took their orders and dispersed.

Wang Jin took a cold look at Jun Yan and finally closed the sword and threw down a sentence: “If I can’t find it in a few days, I will settle the bill with you.”

After speaking, he flew into the air.

Seeing that Jun Yanzhi and Wen Jing also departed, Zhu Ge looked at the disciples and asked, “What happened to them just now?”

The disciple didn’t dare to neglect, so he told the story.

Zhu Ge frowned, but couldn’t say more, nodded in.

When I came to the apse, I saw the mountains of Lu and Zhongfeng being silent. The mist and the incense in the hall were heavy and the atmosphere was heavy. Zhu Ge stood down with her hands and did not dare to speak out, waiting for orders.

Lu Yunzhuo lay on the ground with his eyes closed, and Lu Zhishan looked sore, but calmly said, “I have one thing to this day, and I have to say. It ’s just that the chance is slim, I just do n’t hope. Just said nothing. “

I do n’t change my face, I say hurriedly, “Please say to Elder Lu.”

Road to the Mountain Road: “Have you ever heard of” Hundred Herbs and Thousand Souls “?

Lu Changqing frowned slightly and said, “I have never heard of it.”

Lu Zhishan nodded slowly: “No wonder no one has heard of it. This technique is a wonderful work handed down from ancient times. At that time, the magic repaired and the blood stained the earth. A practice created by a real person to suppress the magical cultivation. Unfortunately, no one wants to learn it because of its long history, so not many people know it.

Xi Fangdao: “This exercise can save my plight?”

Lu Zhishan Road: “Don’t dare to talk arbitrarily. But this method is created for the ancient demon cultivation. If these disciples still have a vitality, I’m afraid they are all above this method.”

Shao Jun slightly raised his eyebrows: “Since it is a long time ago, where do we look for this exercise? Is it possible that the elders know who will do this exercise?”

Lu Zhishan slowly shook his head: “This exercise is inheritance. Previously, the mighty nature was proud, so the exercise was very strict when choosing the master. Moreover, every one who practiced this exercise refined one layer and practiced as It ’s going to stagnate for three years. So harsh, this technique is gradually lost. “

Xi Fang looked at the Road of the Mountain: “Can it be done in the hands of the Elder Lu?”

Lu Zhishan sighed: “Poor Road was originally just heard that it is said that this exercise has been missing for thousands of years and is unknown. I never imagined that one of my disciples passed away eight years ago. When I was in grief, I fell asleep dimly, there was a great power in my dreams, my face was proud, and I looked for this exercise in my disciple’s room. When I woke up, I didn’t dare to neglect. Soul Art. “

The crowd in the apse shook, Lu Changqing’s eyes looked like a torch: “This method of Presbyterian Church?”

Lu Zhishan slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly: “The poor are not talented, they have not been seen by the spirit of power, and they cannot inherit Gongfa. From then on, power and poverty are silent.”

Huang Huafeng’s peak owner said bitterly: “So, the matter of magic repair is still unsolvable.”

Lu Zhishan looked at the coma on the ground and frowned slightly: “Although the hope is small, I can’t help but try it. Now the Shuiyue Palace, the Qingxu Sect, and the Ancient Mirror School are all in distress. God ’s will is difficult to discern, but when the calamity comes, the Tao will also give birth to a person who saves sentient beings. As for whether or not this person can be found, it depends on me.

These words sound so meaningful, they sound extremely reasonable. But the people in the harem said silently: Only then did I clear the Xu Jianzong’s difficulties, and you deduce that there is no way to save. Now that something is wrong with your own son, you said you’re looking for someone who inherits this practice …

They are hard to explain, and nodded one after another: “Elder Lu makes sense.”

Xi Fang asked, “I don’t know who can inherit this exercise?”

The Road of the Mountain: “The person who inherits this method must have a wooden spiritual root. Only those who have strong spiritual roots can control this skill. After that, it depends on whether this person is in harmony with power.”

Lu Changqing said: “The wood roots are strong … Elder Lu refers to the wood roots?”

“Nice.”

Everyone looked coldly.

Xi Fang said: “I have only one wood-based heavenly root in Zhufeng Country, which is Elder Lu … What does this mean?”

Lu Zhishan’s face was heavy: “… Sect Master Xi said well. I’m waiting to find a wooden spiritual root.”

The Qingxu harem is in a state of extreme silence.