Chapter 73

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Wenren Mu fell on his back, fainting like an antelope that had hit him. Wen Jing squatted down and kindly applied a layer of sleep-aid techniques to him so that he would not wake up within ten days and a half.

Wen Jing lowered his head and pulled up his body, his eyes swept across the tightly held Yujian in his hand, and his heart stopped beating.

No.

He is hard-pressed to hear the right hand of Renmo, and Yujian lying on the palm of his hand is about three inches long. It is gentle and smooth under the moonlight. It seems nothing special, but it looks like there is a faint light passing slowly. It is rare. Top grade.

The appearance and shape of this jade Jane are familiar, exactly the same as the two pieces in his storage bag.

That’s the Jade Jane who wrote the finale and the outline of the next volume!

Wen Jing grabbed Yujian in his hand, and quickly introduced an aura. Before long, a little sweat appeared on his forehead. His cultivation at this time was different from the past, but Reiki was blocked out of Yujian, wandering and unable to enter.

In other words, the person who made this piece of jade slip is much taller than Wen Jing, and has set up an injunction so that it will not be seen by those who are not important.

However, this piece of jade has not been opened yet, so it should not have been specially intended for Wenren. It is likely that he never picked it up.

Wen Jing lowered his head for a moment, and put the Jane in a polite manner. It’s about the original text, he can’t take it lightly, but still hold it in his arms properly.

He carried Wen Renmu’s body, found a cave and tied it up, and tied a layer of enchantment tightly.

Wen Jing’s heart doesn’t do it. Anyway, he had tied Wen Renmu like a mule and tied him to Yan Shi, and snatched his jade Jane, it would be better to go to his place to sweep around.

The bad guys do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west. Since they are destined to be enemies, they might as well offend them completely.

When the sky was twilight, a silent shadow disappeared at the door of Tian Hengfeng’s fascinating apartment and floated in.

The door was closed behind him, Wen Jing opened his mouth and looked around silently.

Liu Qianmo is a big disciple of Hui Shifeng. She has an aloof status. The size, layout and area of ​​the room are second only to the host, and it is twice the size of Wen Jing’s residence. This is a long-standing rule of Qing Xu Jianzong. When the master enters the customs, unless he is specifically instructed, the big disciples will be in charge of all affairs, so the monthly rules and permissions are very different. Liu Qianmo has a good taste. Although he has few valuable things, he also packs some style.

However, Liu Qianmo’s room now looks like the soil of a grandma’s house in the country. Although it is comfortable and human, it is overshadowed by the simple and elegant furnishings.

The elegant and beautiful room of Wen Renmu is piled with spiritual stones.

A few pots of at least three hundred years old spirit grass are placed on the window and table, and the fragrance is dazzling. Mortal people can prolong their life by taking a few sips. The furniture of tables and chairs is made of ancient trees with a history of thousands of years. It contains aura and is worth more than thousands. In the same color cabinet, there are weird-shaped spirit stones and rare monster bones. You can sell hundreds of thousands of spirit stones if you take one out.

These things are forbidden by art. If disciples want to steal, if they do n’t want to steal, they have to go to half-life. Meng Xiu, who is higher than Wenren, is already a top-notch figure such as Feng Zhu, and naturally doesn’t look down on these things, even if they are displayed, no one cares.

Wen Jing now has no shortage of spirit stones. These innocent things can’t attract his interest. He took a long time in the Wenren Mufang, and took out more than a dozen golden magic charms, two magic weapons, Several jade box miracles, studied carefully.

Aura came in the distance.

A disciple stopped in front of the door and said, “Are you there, Master? Master has something to order.”

Wen Jing’s heart is down. If he pretends to be away, this disciple will look for him everywhere, and sooner or later he will find Wen Renmu missing. Wen Ren Mu Zhuan loves to make small reports. When that time comes, I must add a lot of trouble to myself. It’s better to kill this disciple as soon as possible.

He took the illusion Dan Dan from his arms and swallowed his thoughts. His mind and smile appeared in his mind, gradually changing his appearance.

He speculates that this disciple has built a foundation, his tone is not polite and respectful, but he is a little bit enthusiasm. I am afraid that his status in Tianhengfeng is not low. I must be very familiar with Wen Renmu. Face to face with him, I am afraid that there will be flaws. Might as well send him in the room.

He was holding a shelf and made a high look, overlooking all things, and said in a cold voice: “I’m not feeling well, so I won’t open the door. What does Master say?”

The disciple said outside the door: “Master told me to go to Yu Rongfeng temporarily for the next few days, and let the master temporarily handle the affairs within the peak.”

Wen Jingdao: “Does the master go out?”

The disciple ’s voice is a bit weird: “The suzerain has to leave a few days at this time of the year, worship the family, and let the master take charge of the Jongzong affairs. How did the master forget?”

Wen Jing is a bit strange. Xi was released from the Xiuxian clan. The clan was sacrificed every ten years, and it was so loud that no one worshipped. The parents and brothers who died here have been dead for hundreds of years. They have not married and had children, and they still miss their families so much.

But he couldn’t talk nonsense, he covered up and said, “These trainings have taken some detours in the past few days. The headache is unbearable. I even forgot about this. I need to calm down for a while. You can help me manage for a while and tell me Brothers and sisters, do n’t bother me, I will come to you when I get better. “

The disciple said quietly for a while: “Know, Master, take a good rest. Where is there no grass in the world, Master wants to open.”

Wen Jing didn’t know what happened to Wen Renmu three years ago and immediately hesitated. What does this mean? Is he in love?

But he didn’t dare to ask, so he pretended to say: “It’s the same. Tian Hengfeng is waiting for my guidance. I can’t just remember one person.”

The disciple outside the door was silent for a long time, and finally said: “Brother wants to instruct the disciples mean …” Then he was a little embarrassed, and said, “Forget it, I understand. You can rest assured, let ’s talk to our brother , I stand on your side as you become. “

Wen Renmu is a first-class straight man in Wen Jing’s heart. He not only engages in marriage, but also messes up in private. He never imagines that he likes men.

He thought the words were getting more and more confusing, and he covered up and said, “That’s good! Go ahead and get busy, we can give each other pointers when we are free in the future.”

This was originally a perfunctory sentence. I didn’t expect people outside the door to be silent for a long time, and said, “… Brother, take a good rest first. This is something I can consider.”

“… You think about it slowly.” Wen Jing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

I haven’t seen it in three years, and we have a generation gap with everyone.

As soon as the disciple outside the door left, Wen Jing took a dozen magical charms and two magic weapons in his arms, and his feet were greasy. When Wenren admired it, it would be more than ten days later. By then, he had already left Qingxu Jianzong for many days.

He transformed into the appearance of a passerby again, and passed through the mountains in a low-key manner without attracting anyone’s attention.

He stayed in Puyang City for a day, set up some tools, and began to think about how to start looking for Jun Yanzhi.

Since Hongfeng has taught something, Jun Yanzhi may not be too far away, so it is better to go there and check first.

The disciples of Hongfeng religion have small wounds on their bodies and they bleed until they run dry. According to the very furry science popular science mentioned in the outline of the next volume, this should be a profound practice of blood cultivation.

Magic cultivation is divided into three types: blood cultivation, qi cultivation, and divine cultivation. The cultivation methods are different and are somewhat harmful to one’s own self. Jun Yanzhi is a god-cultivator who is used to controlling people’s minds and demons. He should not deliberately practice the techniques of bleeding and spitting blood.

It’s not helpful to think about it now, let’s go and see the situation first!

He made up his mind and acted immediately. He didn’t look forward or backward. His feet were like a wind, and he hurried away without eating or sleeping. It took only eight days to reach the ten-day journey.

As soon as he arrived in Linfeng City, he heard a major event.

He stood in the dust at the door of Linfeng City ’s most lively teahouse this day, and there was a blast in the sky.

“I heard that no, Sui Rang said that” Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique “is in Li Qingran’s hands!”

“What! In his hands?!”

“What a bad luck!”

“How could it be in his hands?”

“Linfeng City doesn’t know what will happen next …” The voice was worried.

“What is the” Five Elements Guiyuan Sword “?” A young boy was a little curious.

“I don’t know? Jun Yanzhi released the news two years ago, saying that this sword technique is the inheritance of his Hengyang Palace. Now he wants to return the property to the original owner. Whoever holds it in his hands, must take his life with his hands. Bring it up, otherwise he will kill slowly, do not panic, and kill the five major factions.

“Why has Junyan’s murder been broken? Two years ago when he was killed in the Gujing faction, he was arrested, his face was covered with the blood of dead disciples, and he was almost received by Xi Zong and others.”

“In the past, killings didn’t make excuses, but now killings make excuses, and that’s the difference.”

“Who is Sui Rang and who is Li Qingran?”

“At first glance, you are a foreigner. Sui Rang and Li Qingran did not know. They were disciples of the Linxian Xiuxian clan, and they practiced under the Red Maple Church. This time the Red Maple Church suffered, it seems that Sui Rang I was so scared that when I drank yesterday, I shuddered out. The “Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique” was bought by chance by Li Qingran then, and it is now in his hands! “

“How did Li Qingran buy this lineage?”

“Who knows? I was afraid that one of Junyan was unhappy, and I ended up with Linfeng City.”

Wen Jing walked in slowly, sitting quietly in a corner, and greeted Xiao Er, who was listening nervously: “Come here, get tea.”

Dian Xiaoer didn’t hear it, and asked, “Where has Li Qingran gone? Don’t hide and see no one. If you have a debt and a owner, Jun Yan will kill him if you want to kill him.”

“Who knows? His house has been deserted since this morning, and there is no one left.”

The crowd suddenly fry the pan.

“Go out of the basket ?! What shall we do?”

“That is, Jun Yanzhi will come to Fengfeng City anytime?”

“It was only said that it was incompatible with the five major factions. Now is it about my civilians?”

A 60-year-old man with a beard shouted: “Don’t panic first, this is all the grudges between their cultivators, not necessarily to our mortals.”

Wen Jing also said: “Small second, serve tea.”

Dian Xiaoer waved his hand impatiently: “I can’t keep my life, what tea do I drink?”

Wen Jing raised an eyebrow, and his words made sense. He looked around, the next seat was empty, but the tea cup and teapot were on the table, slightly hot. He thought that the man had left anyway, grabbed his tea cup, washed it with the tea in the pot, poured himself a glass of water, and continued to listen to those people talking.

The threat of Jun Yan’s five major factions is nonsense, and most of them are framed. The “Thunder Sword” in Wen Jing’s room was gone, and was mostly taken away by Jun Yan. Now that he has the heritage, how can he be asked to return his “Five Elements to the Yuan Sword Technique” for no reason?

The matter of Hongfeng Religion is only part of the frame-up plan, but Wen Jing cannot guess what the specific situation is.

He drank the water from the teacup, and took the teapot and poured a cup.

A man walking slowly over not far away, without any practice, has a normal appearance and blends with the people in the teahouse. He glanced gently at Wen Jing, only to find that his tea cup was being held by his hand, and he drank from time to time. He raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a hint of discomfort, and bowed his head and walked out among the lively crowd.

He didn’t go out long before, picking up alleys and lanes, and went to a small inn with an unremarkable appearance. He headed down and walked quietly into a small, shabby room.

As soon as the bed sits, he makes a creaking sound, he doesn’t care, he pulls out a big turtle from the storage bag. The tortoise seemed a little restless today, with black bean-like eyes staring round and his four legs kicking randomly.

The man’s voice didn’t have any frustration, and he softly said, “I said, he’s dead. You can’t find it again.”

The big turtle opened his mouth, anxious.

“Master and brother lie to us, don’t you understand?” The man put down the big turtle, calmly, “I don’t care about him anymore, do you still care about him? If you care about him, he won’t Come back. “

The big turtle crawled up to the door in a panic, with its front legs against the wooden door, and seemed to want to crawl out.

The man looked down at it and raised his eyebrows: “What are you doing?”

The tortoise scratched the wooden door.

The man sat motionless on the bed for a long time, and suddenly stood up and pushed the door: “Where are you going?”

The door swayed lightly.

The big turtle crawled and rushed out, but looked at the surrounding with some uncertainty, it seemed that he didn’t know whether to climb to the left or to the right. Finally, it turned to look at the man behind him, curled his head obediently, and lay down on his stomach.

The man’s chest was undulating, and it took a long time for him to calm down. He picked up the big turtle from the ground expressionlessly, and “slammed” the door shut.

…

Wen Jing didn’t notice the man in the teahouse, he was thinking.

Li Qingran doesn’t know that “Thunder Sword” is “Five Elements Guiyuan Sword”, only Jun Yan knows this. Sui Ran was able to say that Li Qingran had the “Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique”, which was inexplicable. This matter has nothing to do with Jun Yan.

Anyway, if Li Qingran’s escape was arranged by Jun Yanzhi, he might use Li Qingran to make a fuss in the future.

Let’s go to Li Qingran’s place tonight!

Everything is sorted out in my head, and there is no need for the teahouse to continue. Wen Jing found a guesthouse in Linfeng City and stayed intently.

At night, the sister-in-law knocked three times.

“It’s dry and dry, watch out for the fire!” The old man’s long, dry voice sounded, as if bringing people into the beginning of a ghost story.

Wen Jing flew out of the window and went straight to Li Qingran’s house!

He’s lived here for a while, and he went to the door in the afternoon to pretend to make a sway, and he knew the road well.

It didn’t take long before a shadow fell on the roof of the house lightly and ingeniously, and looked out into the yard. He fell silently, applied a stealth amulet, and walked slowly in the courtyard.

There is a mess in the house. The leftover clothes are everywhere, and the tables and chairs are left unattended on the ground, indicating that people havetily walked away and only took away valuables.

It’s not easy to say. Li Qingran is a lascivious person. There are more than thirty family prostitutes, many of which are difficult to manage and often cry, hang, and hang. He wants to direct all the people to clean up and take them away. They also have to talk softly about their psychological work, which is really a big project.

There are no cultivators around for a while, Wen Jing is slightly relieved and comes to the library in the house.

Dozens of quaint and elegant bookcases are all standing firmly, and a few books are scattered on the ground, but generally there is nothing missing.

Wen Jing picked up a few books and flipped them, feeling a little bit sad. How long does it take to find “Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique” from so many books?

He pursed his lips and suddenly understood something.

Thousands of books, I ’m afraid it ’s going to take a whole night to read them all, not to mention the need to introduce Reiki from time to time, check if it ’s passed on, and if I ’m so busy living, it may not be fruitful for a few days .

Who would have this patience, at the risk of being caught by Jun Yan, looking for a book that “maybe” or “maybe” exist?

It is definitely not Jun Yanzhi, because the swordsmanship is already in his hands.

All of these arrangements are for the sake of catching up.

Who is he?

Wen Jing’s back became cold for a while, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a serious mistake.

He flew out of the library suddenly, trying to leave by night, but it was too late.

Unexpectedly, a cold, calm, familiar voice sounded from behind.

“Come to the Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Technique?”

Wen Jing was too confused to think for a while.

How did you meet in this situation? He is not the puppet Junjun wants to catch!

“Why would your Excellency use illusion? Don’t you dare show your face?” The voice was calm, but the tone was aggressive.

Wen Jing gritted his teeth.

The situation is critical now, do you want to show your true colors? It’s really hard to face him if you hurt yourself … but if you don’t show your true colors, isn’t it dead tonight?

Wen Jing pondered for a moment, lowered his head to withdraw the illusion, slowly turned around, facing him with his intact side, and walked into the window under the moonlight.

“Brother, it’s me … I came out of the Puxian Pagoda.” Wen Jing felt like he was undressed, looking at the slender figure in the dark with a little restraint, his heart throbbing.

The figure stood silently, without speaking for a long time.

Suddenly, a man flew to him with a ghostly image, his face was thin and thin, and his eyes were staring at him. It seemed a bit unbelievable. I didn’t dare touch it when I wanted to touch it, but I was afraid that he would fly away without even daring to breathe.

Wen Jing bowed his head slightly: “How good is your brother in recent years?”

“Hmm …” Jun Yanzhi slowly reached out his hand, gently stroking his cheek, his movements were careful and full of pity, it seemed that he would disappear when he touched too much.

“Brother …”

“Return this time, but do you want to stay for a long time?” Jun Yanzhi gently held his hand, but locked tightly as if he was afraid to escape.

“Hmm …”

“How have you been in these years?”

Wen Jing sighed in his heart, and whispered, “OK.”

Jun Yan’s patience lasted for a long time, and finally whispered softly: “I’ll kiss you, okay? I’m afraid you’re not real. Before I kissed you, you disappeared … I’ll be careful and touch you Face. “

“Hmm …” Wen Jing dropped her head, her face was feverish, and she felt a little bit sad.

The warm lips slowly approached, resting on his cheeks for a moment, and slowly moving towards his lips.

Wen Jing trembled, aside from his face in a panic, but was pushed back quickly by a person, a gust of wind drifted to the dark corner, and the back was stuck to the cold wall. The tongue full of aggression immediately penetrated in, anxious and deep, Jun Yan vaguely said: “Sorry …”

Wen Jing was so distressed that he tangled with him chaotically.

I don’t know how long to kiss, Jun Yanzhi finally stopped, and it was against Wen Jing’s forehead. He stroked Wen Jing’s cheek with his hand, his face changed slightly, and an aura of light lit up in his hand.

Wen Jing’s scarred face was exposed in front of him without reservation, which caught people off guard.

Half face is not even a piece of smooth skin. Red scars are craggy and spread to the back of the head. There is no hair left. When burned, it melts into the skin and becomes black. This face looks like an undead coming out of Shura Hell.

One of Jun Yan’s eyes was stunned, anxious and painful, but he didn’t know how to react. He buried his head in Wen Jing’s shoulders: “How can I make this look?”

“It was burned in the tower.”

Jun Yanzhi caressing Wen Jing’s cheek distressedly: “Are you still hurting?”

Wen Jing lowered his head. Jun Yanzhi’s reaction left him with a half-hearted self-defeated heart. Instead, he comforted him in turn: “It’s all old wounds, it doesn’t hurt anymore.” He looked at the sky, and remembered that Jun Yanzhi had to catch it. , Busy said: “Brother is still busy, I will take a step first, and I will look for you the other day …”

Jun Yanzhi hugged him tightly in his arms, and hurriedly chaoticly said, “If you are not busy at this time, you have been away from me for three years, let’s do a good job … telling the old.”