Xu Xing looked in the sound and saw that under the bright moonlight, Xue Zhou was wearing a plain-colored long gown, like a moon gauze, slowly walking towards him, with a pair of shining eyes looking at him with a exploratory look.

"Why didn't you see Brother Xue just now?" Xu Xing asked back without answering.

Xue Zhou smiled slightly, lowered his eyes, turned around and looked at the corpse of the mandrill that had been dragged down by several monks, and said in a clear voice: "Fellow Daoist Xu, I just went to look for this beast."

When Xu Xing heard Xue Zhou change his words to call his fellow Taoists, he didn't think it was strange, and said with emotion: "I don't expect there is such a monster in Cuiping Mountain."

Xue Zhou's eyes were on Xu Xing's three-foot green breeze that was as bright as water in his palm, and exclaimed: "Although this mandrill is low-spirited, it has a thick skin and flesh. It is really extraordinary for fellow Taoists to slash him with a sword."

After hearing the praise, Xu Xing had no intention of being satisfied. He returned the sharp blade to the sheath and asked casually: "Have you asked Brother Xue where is the immortal family?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Zhou chuckled, "Brother Xu knew where I came from, he would definitely not ask." Xu Xing chewed these words silently, and his heart was shocked for no reason.

Xue Zhou smiled freely and patted Xu Xing's shoulder gently. While walking towards where Mr. Jin was in the corridor, he said leisurely in a sound that only Xu Xing could hear: "Brother Shen, I am from the underworld!"

Xu Xing's face was stunned and he murmured in his heart, "Is the underworld?"

I don’t know if I was lucky or unfortunate, but I came through time and actually met the man in the underworld first.

Xu Xing never expected his corpse to resurrect himself and could hide it from the monks in this world.

Although this body, which is likely to be parallel to time and space, will gradually become in harmony with one's own soul over time, as long as it cannot be harmonious for a day, it is impossible to hide it from the practitioners of this world.

On the other side, Mr. Jin had ordered his servant to restrain Zhong Lin's body, walked to Xu Xing with a sad face, and kept thanking him.

Xu Xing waved his hand and handed the sword in his palm to Mr. Jin, "Brother Jin, thanks to this sword just now."

Mr. Jin unexpectedly did not reach out to answer, and faced Xu Xing's puzzled gaze and said sincerely, "Brother Xu, this sword is called Qingnv. It was originally a swordsman named Xiahou who gave it to his father for repaying his kindness. Now I give this sword to Brother Xu for self-defense, but I am just showing my wish."

Mr. Jin looked at Xu Xing with enthusiasm at this moment. The scene where Xu Xing was covered with red and green light was rolling in his heart, "This person is clearly an alien!"

When he was young, he heard from his father that a Xiahou swordsman he had given him kindness, and he killed 17 bandits with the Green Girl Sword, which was very fierce.

Xu Xing also loved the green girl sword in his palm. He heard this and stopped insisting. He bowed to Mr. Jin and said, "Then Xu thanked Brother Jin for his kindness."

Mr. Jin suddenly felt like he was bathed in spring breeze, and he didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, Liu Yi looked at Xu Xing with complicated eyes, and asked when Xu Xing learned the swordsmanship that was shocked by ghosts and gods, but his throat rolled, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

It was already the second half of the night. Mr. Jin and Liu Yi were exhausted and their eyes were red, but they could no longer hold on. They went to rest in the middle, waiting for the sky to brighten and take Zhong Lin's body down the mountain.

Xue Zhou smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xu, can you talk with me?"

"It's all right." Xu Xing nodded.

The two followed each other, but slowly walked towards the ten-mile plum forest in the backyard. Under the winter night, the bright moon was flawless, and the cold moonlight enveloped the flower forest in the mountains, as if covered with a layer of gauze.

Xu Xing held the young female sword in his palm, secretly alert, but his face remained silent and said in a deep voice: "Why did Fellow Daoist Xue teach me?"

"I wonder if Brother Xu has seen something after he eliminated the monster?"

Under the moonlight, Xue Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked at Xu Xing without moving. The cold sound as cold as ice was a little distant under the night sky blocked by ice and snow.

"What kind of object is it?" Xu Xing's face was calm.

"Cuiping Mountain Divine Talisman Seal." Xue Zhou's eyes were as cold as frost, and he gently spit out a few words.

Xu Xing thought for a moment and said in confusion: "The object fell from the mandrill, but for some reason it turned into powder."

"Turn into powder?" Xue Zhou frowned slightly and murmured: "Is it because the seal is born with the master? But... time doesn't match."

Xu Xing's thoughts were turned and his voice was steady and quiet. "Maybe the God of Cuiping Mountain has a trace of residual soul hidden in the body of the mandrill. As the mandrill was killed by me, the God of Cuiping Mountain was truly dispersed."

When Xue Zhou heard this, he seemed to think Xu Xingzhi's words were reasonable, but he vaguely felt something was wrong.

"It seems that you need to go back and ask a few Yuanjuns for this matter." Xue Zhou made up his mind and stopped worrying about it. He said with a clear voice: "Fellow Daoist Xu, I think you have made some mistakes in your practice, and there is some stagnation between your soul and flesh. I have three Huangquan Pills here. Take one pill in ten days. After more than a month, calmly recuperate, which can relieve your troubles."

Xue Zhou said as he took out a porcelain bottle of white jade with mutton fat from his arms and handed it to Xu Xing.

Seeing this, Xu Xing did not rush to reach out to pick him up. He met Xue Zhou's sincere gaze, was silent for a while, and bowed and said solemnly: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Xue."

Then he took the pill bottle and felt that the pill bottle was smooth and transparent, as warm as warm jade. He rubbed it a little, and then put the pill in his arms.

When Xue Zhou saw Xu Xing accepting the Huangquan Pill, he smiled gently and said, "Brother Xu, it's getting late, and I still have something to do, so let's take the lead."

The cold wind suddenly rose, and Xu Xing's expression paused slightly. He looked up and saw that under the moonlight, there was no figure like a jade prince. Only the sound of the plum forest came, and the night was quiet and deep.

"Xue Zhou, Yinsi, Huangquan Dan... What kind of immortal world is this?" Xu Xing shook his head gently, and then felt the burning heat surging in the palm of his right hand. "[Yuanshi Wuji Jingshi Book] Is this the real name of "Qi Gong Jue"?"

West of Cuiping Mountain·Mingyang Temple

The warm sunlight in the winter morning passes through the thousand green bamboos in the courtyard and falls weakly under the eaves of the corridor.

"Uncle Mingyang, the green bamboo in this courtyard is really cold." The sound of a yellow oriole coming out of the valley sounded. On the pear-wood chair, a woman in a plain cloud-patterned dress poked out a pair of delicate soft gutters as frosty and snow, gently lowered the tea bowl that was rising in her palm, and exhaled her cherry lips.

This is a woman with cold eyebrows and eyes. She has a delicate melon-shaped face as jade, with willow-leaf eyebrows and light eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and slightly thin lips, but she does not give people a sense of meanness.

At her lower head was a man in a long blue gown, holding a large, ancient-style sword in his arms, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was indifferent.

The temple master, Taoist Mingyang, wore a blue Taoist robe, tied with water and fire ribbons, his face stood upright, his expression was sparse, and his thin body was straight like a green bamboo in the garden.

He gently stroked the gray beard under his jaw and smiled slightly. The Jindan elder of Fuyang Sword Sect did not seem to be in a chat and asked directly: "Miss Hualing came to Mingyang Temple, but was he with the order of the sect leader?"

Gu Hualing frowned and said, "Father has something else to do. I'm here because Elder Lu... Elder Lu said that the [Currender of the Ancient God] laid out by the God of Cuiping Mountain when he was dying, and it's time for our people to enter Cuiping Mountain to set up a large formation for the crossing of Lingji Earth."

Taoist Mingyang pondered: "For such a small matter, you only need a notes sword in the door. Why do you have to work with Miss Ling and Lu Zhan to travel together?"

Gu Hualing's eyes were faint and his expression was inexplicably said: "The Book of Heaven shows that this Cuiping Mountain seems to have a great opportunity for me."

"Great opportunity?" Taoist Mingyang suddenly changed his expression.
Chapter completed!