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Zhu Rui found that things were not as simple as she thought.
She thought that the demon cultivator invaded Xizhou because of bloodthirsty and warlikeness. Fang Wuji was not such a person. Although he was a demon cultivator, he was the same as the Tao cultivator.
It is precisely because of this confidence that she feels able to convince him not to stand opposite to Taoist cultivation.
Now it seems that she is really naive.
Just like what the zombie maid said: "The Taoist demons are all cultivators. Why should Taoist cultivation account for the majority of the places as big as the fourteen continents? The heavenly Taoist law has never destroyed demons, which proves that the demon cultivators are equally qualified. In this world
Have a place on it!”
The stereotyped tone is loud and loud.
Zhu Rui couldn't find a reason to refute, and even felt that there was something wrong. She couldn't help but become afraid and was at a loss for her own shake.
If Fang Wuji was fighting for this, what position would she have to give up?
So, the false silence becomes true silence.
She didn't want to see him and didn't dare to see him, because she was afraid that she would be instigated before she could persuade him.
Fang Wuji seemed to notice her shake and came to look for her again and again: "Rui'er, someone in Chongxiao Sect knows about us. I brought you here because I'm also thinking about your safety."
Zhu Rui believed that Cui Shifeng's people would not do this, even though they were not close, the rest of the sect... she didn't know.
When she was a low-level disciple, she understood that the so-called three major sects were not as noble as they seemed, and that human nature was always reflected in all aspects.
She didn't betray the aisle repairs, but would they believe it?
No, don’t be confused by him. Wuji has always been good at bewitching people’s hearts, and she cannot doubt her sect just because of these few words.
Zhu Rui calmed down and thought that even if the demon cultivator had his own position, war would always be bad.
Perhaps, she could come up with something else.
***
Qiuzhou, Xianchun Villa, Jianmu Garden.
The fragrance is rising, the tent is drooping, and the pine tree opens its eyes from its sleep. At the same time, the lost voice of Xingweihong from outside the tent: "I can't find who it is."
He frowned invisibly.
Before, Xing Weihong was plotted against in Mozhou, and there was a ghost cultivator's work. He asked her to go back and check to see who was using this - of course, he said that he was calling her, but in fact he asked her to find Yu
He had no hope for her own mind.
"Yu Sheng didn't find it either?" He sat up and lifted the curtain.
Her figure was hidden in the shadow: "I didn't call him, I went there myself."
Song Zhiqiu raised her eyebrows: "Why?"
After a while of silence, she said, "He is not free."
"What did he tell you?"
"I saw it," she whispered, "he is not available."
Song Zhiqiu seemed to understand and said calmly: "He is with others."
Xing Weihong didn't say anything.
"Tell me, what's going on," he asked.
There is nothing special about the story. It’s just that a man spent hundreds of years covering a stone but couldn’t see the result. He was tired and gave up and chose the woman who had been taking care of him during his injury.
The woman who took care of him was injured and vowed not to believe in men anymore, but because of his persistence for a hundred years, he believed that the world was not all lucky people, so he was moved by this.
They all gave up their past persistence and chose to rebirth.
This should have been a happy ending.
Unfortunately, that man is Yu Sheng and that woman is Qiao Gu.
They are all Xing Weihong's friends.
Song Zhiqiu lit up the lights in the room. The soft but not hurtful light filled the entire room and also illuminated the ghosts without shadows in the corner.
She curled up in the corner of the wall, her red cloak covering her head, like a huge mushroom.
"Ah Hong." He asked, "Are you sad?"
"I have no idea."
Song Zhiqiu walked over and half-squatted down: "Does your chest hurt?"
She nodded.
"What are you thinking?" he asked again.
Xing Weihong raised her head and said blankly: "It would be great if he had time."
"It seems that the questions you asked me before have answers," said Matsunoki, "this is 'like', you like him."
She frowned her slender and faint eyebrows: "I feel annoying."
"Because he doesn't like you anymore," he said, "you're sad."
Xing Weihong suddenly felt it made sense: "Yes, it's like the heart is pierced by a sword."
"Ah Hong." Song Zhiqiu poured a cup of herbal tea and said slowly, "This is the case in the world. I don't know how to cherish it when I have it, but I regret it when I lose it."
She asked, "What do you regret?"
He thought about it and gave an example: "If time could go back, would you tell him, do you want him to have 'available'?"
"I didn't know before." She hugged her knees and murmured, "I just knew it, what's the use of turning back time?"
He laughed, too, and never knew what he knew, how could he regret it? He said, "Then do you want to grab him back?"
"He has no time, nor does she have time." Xing Weihong asked in confusion, "What are you robbing?"
"Let him have time." Song Zhiqiu smiled.
Xing Weihong thought seriously and shook her head: "Forget it, if he is not available, I will look for it myself." After a pause, he said in frustration, "But I can't find it."
Song Zhiqiu pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'm going to Mozhou, do you want to go with me?"
Xingweihong is homeless and has no one to find. If you can have a place to go, there is no reason to refuse: "Go."
When she got on the way, she remembered to ask: "What are you going to do?"
"Try your luck."
It was not that coincidental that he suspected that the commander behind this time was the culprit who attacked him halfway through the last round and caused him to fall into the ghost world.
Just in case, before leaving, he went to see Xianchun and wanted to ask it to borrow something.
It agreed and told him a bad news: the demonic energy is getting heavier.
The divine wood is a very unique existence between heaven and earth. Although it is close to the clear air and hates the turbid air, it has the ability to purify the turbid air into the clear air. Therefore, it is naturally sensitive to the changes of the clear air.
The clear and turbid air is not constant and will naturally transform under certain circumstances. For example, the Baibi Mountains in Dongzhou originally had a large amount of turbid air remaining, but after planting a large number of spiritual plants, it will slowly purify it into spiritual energy.
The same is true for Liu Zhou. As the demon cultivators move more and more, the former spiritual energy will turn into demonic energy.
This mutual transformation is a very normal natural phenomenon and happens all the time.
Dachun’s warning should mean that the conversion ratio of the two exceeds the normal range and there must be traces of human intervention.
"I get it. Thank you."
Song Zhiqiu immediately rushed to Mozhou.
But he was a step late. The "demon cultivator who was like a zombie" that Xing Weihong said was not here. The one who took over Mozhou was Senluo Mountain's death and Jueqing Shan Qianjiao.
The news was told by the head of the Lu family. He also said: "I have already sent a letter to the Tianyi Alliance. If the major sects do not care about it, our Mozhou will be done."
When he said this, the head of the Lu family felt indescribable regret. Three hundred years ago, as one of the heads of the four major families, he wanted to get wind and rain in Mozhou. Even if it was just a golden elixir cultivation,
Be able to enjoy the top resources.
Therefore, for a long time, the person he hated the most was Yin Miaomiao.
She destroyed the situation in Mozhou and introduced various sects. Several sects that stood still constantly squeezed their living environment, and even the family disciples began to yearn for the outside world.
Later, the Xie family was destroyed and the Wei family disappeared. The Ji family survived for many years and was finally taken away by the demon cultivator. The only one who survived was the Lu family.
But the Lu family is at the end of their power.
The Taoist demon is naturally in opposition, and he cannot lead his family to defect to the demon cultivator. If this continues, there will be only one result for the entire family to be destroyed. He urgently needs a way out.
Therefore, in addition to asking for help from the official Tianyi Alliance, he also wrote an additional letter and sent it out.
Go to Chongxiao Sect and give to Yin Miaomiao.
When Yin Miaomiao received the letter, she was testing the contact magic weapon that had been tinkering with for a long time. It was named "Star Bead" by the True Lord of Longquan. It was as big as a fist, and it was shining with light, just like the stars shining, and was established through the Star Bead.
The connection network that comes with it is called "Star Road".
In her original expectation, the star beads and star beads should be point-to-point connections, and they are woven into a communication network by connecting the points.
However, she really underestimated the True Lord of Longquan. He could become the number one weapon refiner of Chongxiao Sect, no matter how bad his temper was, his level was unquestionable.
To be continued...