Ren Shangqiu Shui begged in every possible way, Ji Bingxian ridiculed him a thousand times, but Ji Ruochen just ignored the request for discussion. Even if Ji Bingxian explicitly said that he would lower himself to the first level of true energy and only use Taiqingxuansheng Dao to fight, Ji Ruochen would not be able to see even a trace of true energy around his body, so he was so calm.

Passed by Ji Bingxian and walked towards the rope bridge.

Ji Bingxian's face was as cold as frost, and Shang Qiushui's face was bleak. The two of them had already thought of words, but Ji Ruochen's face was as thick as a city wall. Quan Zuo didn't hear it, and he didn't protect himself at all. If Ji Bingxian made a move, Ji Ruochen would naturally take a blow.

She was defeated, but she was so defeated, how could this be her original intention of coming to discuss matters with her? Shang Qiushui had only practiced once outside Xixuan Mountain, and Ji Bingxian had been in seclusion for many years, and even the affairs of human relationships were somewhat incomprehensible.

Although the two of them were extremely smart, they were helpless against Ji Ruochen's rogue methods.

Seeing Ji Ruochen about to step onto the rope bridge, Ji Bingxian gritted her teeth and shouted: "Today I will show you what it means to be careless!"

Ji Bingxian put on her water sleeves, and struck Ji Ruochen's face with an almost transparent white hand with a hint of ice coldness!

Men all have dignity. No matter how rogue Ji Ruochen is, he will not be willing to receive a slap in the face like this. Ji Bingxian's palm was as fast as lightning, but the true energy attached to it was not very strong. She only had to force Ji Ruochen to do it.

Seeing Ji Bingxian's behavior, Shang Qiushui immediately breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought of a good plan. No matter whether Ji Ruochen dodges or blocks, Ji Bingxian will continue to slap him in the face. As long as he doesn't want to be slapped, he will have to fight.

.The three of them are all the outstanding figures of the younger generation of Taoism. They know the subtleties of things and do not need to go to war. In this way, they can compete to determine the winner. If we can't manage to get the two of them to fight tonight, Ji Ruochen will go down the mountain.

Who knows when he will come back in the end, so Shang Qiushui will suffer a lot during this period.

The smile just appeared on Shang Qiushui's face, which was comparable to spring flowers and autumn moons, and then it solidified.

Bang! Another crisp sound echoed in the howling mountain wind.

Ji Bingxian slapped Ji Ruochen's left face firmly with his palm. Even though he had temporarily stopped his strength, he still slapped the unprotected Ji Ruochen upside down. A string of blood beads appeared in his mouth, drawing a line in the air.

Beautiful arc.

With a plop, Ji Ruochen fell heavily to the ground again.

There is cold air in Ji Bingxian's hands and feet, which can trap the opponent's movements. This is also an important reason why she has been invincible in the past year exams. Therefore, Ji Ruochen received her not very heavy palm, and had no time to recover to expel the trapped limbs.

Bai Gu's ice spirit immediately fell solidly.

"Uncle Ji, this..." Shang Qiushui hurriedly ran over and helped Ji Ruochen up.

Ji Ruochen did not refuse, and slowly stood up with the help of Shang Qiushui, silently using his true energy to expel the cold air from his body, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled at Ji Bingxian and said, "I understand."

It's just that the left half of his face is swollen, and the corner of his mouth is completely broken. His smile that usually makes a girl bewildered now looks very scary. Looking at the injury, it seems that there is also a break in the facial bones.

"This...Uncle Ji, Bing Xian didn't mean it. I have some healing medicine here..." Shang Qiushui, who was always good at talking and drinking, was speaking incoherently. He was rummaging around in his arms for healing medicine and elixir, and was in an indescribable panic.

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Ji Ruochen shook his head, released his hand holding Shang Qiushui, and stepped onto the rope bridge.

When Ji Ruochen passed by, Ji Bingxian's lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she bit her lower lip and let Ji Ruochen quietly walk away.

The cold moon was like frost, the icy wind was howling, and Ji Ruochen's back gradually disappeared into the vast clouds and mist, feeling indescribably desolate.

"Why did he..." It is common for fellow students to compete in skills. Ji Bingxian really couldn't figure out why Ji Ruochen would rather receive a slap in the face than compete with herself.

She was asking Shang Qiushui, but how could Shang Qiushui know?

"Why do we have to practice endlessly and improve our Taoism?" Ji Bingxian asked again.

Shang Qiushui was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer this sudden question.

Originally, the answer to this question should be very simple, that is, to ascend to heaven and attain the Great Path. But at this moment, it seems that the question is not that simple anymore.

There are signs of turmoil everywhere in China, but the people of Shengdou still work at sunrise and rest at sunset, living a simple and unpretentious life. For them, being able to maintain food and clothing all year round is a prosperous age worthy of thanking heaven.

But those monks who were originally high up, overlooking all living beings in the world were not so lucky, and had already fallen into disputes. Some large sects were still able to control themselves at the moment, and had to observe the situation clearly before taking action, while those from small sects and small households

Either they were kidnapped by the big faction to join one party, or they wanted to take advantage of the chaos and make a huge profit, so they took action one after another, fearing that they would be left behind.

However, one of Ziwei Zhenren and Yinfeng is about to ascend, and the other is a banished immortal. Who will have the last laugh, and who can tell clearly? Or maybe those who are destined to join the immortal class have inexplicable reasons.

On the front line, after a fight, they might call it quits and make peace, but in the end the unlucky ones will be those small factions with no background and no backing.

The choice between success and failure, right and wrong, is like this vast road. Everyone seems to understand something, but in fact they understand nothing at all.

The confrontation between Emperor Ming, the Qingxu Palace and the Tao Te Sect is like two peaks facing each other. Even if you stand at the foot of the peak and look up, it will make you dizzy and unable to control yourself.

The restlessness of people's hearts spreads quietly among the ascetics. After all, they are still flesh and blood, and they are still far away from the realm of no desires and pursuits. Those who practice more deeply will only feel the anxiety in their hearts when they meditate in the middle of the night, while those who practice the path will feel restless in their hearts.

If it is not enough, anxiety, cruelty and uneasiness will gradually appear in the habitual actions such as practicing to eliminate demons.

"Catch that witch! She's gone into the woods!"

"Junior Brother Qi, you go around to the back of the woods to intercept her and cut off her escape route. Junior Brother Zhang and Wang are outflanking her. Junior Brother Luo rises into the air to prevent her from escaping!" A middle-aged Taoist priest held a fly whisk and commanded Ruoding. In front of him.

It is a dense forest, the forest is misty and gloomy, and there is obviously a monster hidden in it.

Following the middle-aged Taoist's order, the four Taoist priests attacked separately. They acted well and cooperated with each other tacitly. It seemed that there were not many monsters caught and ambush.

When the four junior brothers entered the forest respectively, the middle-aged Taoist priest snorted, waved the dust in his hand, and walked slowly into the forest. This time the five people had set up a dragnet, so they didn't have to worry about the witch still flying into the sky. The witch was not bad at Taoism.

, has already cultivated into a human form, and even with her many years of profound Taoist practice, she can't tell what kind of monster she is. However, no matter how high her Taoist practice is, she is still a monster. In this Yongzhou area, it is a land of Taoist monks.

It's his turn to have a demon running rampant? This time, in order to subdue the wandering demon girl, he invited the master's most precious treasure, the Kunfeng Sash. As long as the demon girl got a little bit of the silk ribbon, she would be beaten back to her original form.

When he walked into the forest, he suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy. The Taoist immediately laughed and secretly said that he was really suspicious of the evil spirit. Even if he was alone, he could deal with this banshee, not to mention the help of four junior brothers? Why? The reason why she mobilizes so many people is because the witch is so cunning that she can always escape from the monks who are chasing her. Moreover, she must have some unknown secret technique. Even if she traps her in a formation, she can always find it. Lu escaped, as if he was also proficient in the hexagram formation.

How can a demon know the formation? She is not a celestial demon with a reputation for evil.

The Taoist shook his head and continued deeper into the forest. Before he had gone far, the fog in the forest was so thick that he could hardly see anything beyond ten feet. The thick, wet and heavy mist kept blowing towards his face, covering his beard and Taoist robes. The beating was wet and indescribably uncomfortable. The Taoist felt irritated, and he could faintly smell the smell of blood in his nose, and his throat felt dry. He originally thought of escorting the witch back to the master's door, but now But he thought she was so troublesome, and if he didn't give her a good beating before returning to the mountain, how could he get rid of the bad breath in his heart? Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that an ancient tree in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. The Taoist's heart moved. With a swipe of the fly whisk, a deep mark was left on the tree, and then it moved quickly.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, another huge tree appeared in front of the Taoist. Looking at the new deep marks on the tree, the Taoist's face suddenly turned pale.

There is actually a formation in this forest!

The Taoist looked around and had no idea what kind of formation he was in. He knew that if he continued to rush in, he would be in great danger, so he sat cross-legged in front of the giant tree and began to concentrate on calculating the heavenly stems and earthly branches, so as to break out of the formation.

As soon as he lowered the curtain, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes falling on him, so he slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Junior Brother Qi's face! The Taoist was shocked, his eyes immediately widened, and then he realized that the person in front of him was Junior Brother Qi. His head was dark blue, his eyes were wide open, and the fear before his death was all written on his face.

The Taoist looked to the left and right again, and the heads of the other three junior brothers appeared quietly, lined up with the heads of Junior Brother Qi, only one foot away from the Taoist.

The Taoist's heart felt like he was immersed in ice water. He slowly raised his head and saw that the huge tree in front of him had turned into a pair of slender legs. When he looked up again, he saw a tall and beautiful woman standing where the ancient tree used to be, with a mocking look on her face.

The Taoist stood up slowly and took out a small ball of light brown silk ribbon from his arms.

The demon woman's mockery became even stronger, and she sneered: "You have been trapped in my formation, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be useless."

The Taoist was shocked. Could it be that this formation in the forest was set up by the witch? He barely suppressed the horror in his heart and shouted: "The witch should not be so rampant!" As he shouted, he offered up the magic weapon Kunfeng Sash. The Kunfeng Sash stood facing the wind. Long, it turned into thousands of threads that could break gold and crack stones, and wrapped around the neck of the witch!

The banshee sneered, stretched out her right hand and grabbed it in the air, and all the thousands of wind ribbons were caught in her palm. Then she pulled hard, only to hear a crackling sound, and the Taoist master's treasure was torn into two pieces. Life is ruined!

The magic weapon was destroyed, and the Taoist would naturally not feel better. His face turned pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. When he reluctantly raised his head, he was surprised to see that the demon girl had come to him, her red lips were slightly open, and she was sucking towards the center of his eyebrows.

The Taoist felt that the energy and blood all over his body surged up to the center of his head, gathered in a thin line, came out through his eyebrows, and poured into the demon woman's mouth. He was so frightened and angry that he reluctantly shouted: "Monster! You... you suck human blood. , will be punished by God!"

The demon girl chuckled lightly, but it did not affect the speed of absorbing the essence and blood at all, and said: "Ignorant people, I am practicing the Three Purities True Art, and I can dispel any divine punishment!"

"Three Pure Secrets, how could it be that...you are a demon..." The Taoist's vision dimmed, and his consciousness gradually sank into the darkness.

With a plop, another head fell to the ground, exactly in line with the heads of the four junior brothers.

A gust of wind blew up in the forest, blowing away the lingering thick fog. The enchantress was still standing in the forest, and a small piece of silk thread slowly floated in front of her, which was the remnant of Kun Feng's ribbon. She stretched out her left hand and gently touched the silk ribbon.

As soon as she touched it, a small cut was immediately made on her fingertips. It was obvious that these scraps were extremely sharp. She put the bloody fingertips in her mouth and sucked gently, with a trace of sadness between her brows.

The left hand was injured when it touched the residual cord, while the right hand could break the Kunfeng cord. The two hands were really different. She put her right hand in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pick out the existence of this hand.

There was even a little flaw in it. After all, this was nothingness that was gone and coming back. It took three days and three nights to transform her right hand. How could she find anything wrong with it? From that day on, nothingness drifted away, and again

There hasn't been any news.

Is this right hand perfect? ​​She smiled bitterly and shook her head. After Void completed the transformation of this hand that day, her eyes were full of disappointment and dissatisfaction, and then she walked away slumped. How could this hand be perfect?

In the heart of nothingness, there is a truly perfect right hand. There is no way to replicate that right hand.

She sighed softly, just thinking: "Huaisu, Huaisu, what are you thinking about..."

The official roads in Lingnan are dilapidated and winding. They are said to be official roads, but in fact they are no different from some long-disrepaired paths in the north. This morning, a tall and noble figure walked from the end of the official road. He saw a tea room on the roadside.

He went in and sat down, looking at the faint green mountains in the distance, wondering what he was thinking. The waiter at the tea shop brought some tea and water, and he took it casually without knowing the taste.

Not far along this official road, you will enter the border of Chaozhou. At this time, three tall horses came from the direction of Chaozhou. The three of them were chatting and laughing. When they saw this tea shop in the distance, one of them, a slightly fat middle man,

The young man suddenly said: "Hey, there is a person over there who seems to be a Taoist. Let's go over and see if he is a demon from the Taoism Sect."

The three of them rode horses and arrived in front of the tea shop. The fat man cupped his fists and said carelessly: "This fellow Taoist invites you!"

The man sitting in the tea shop was wearing a black robe, his skin was like jade, and his face was as beautiful as a woman's. He was nothing. He just stared blankly into the distance, completely turning a blind eye to the three people close at hand.

All he saw in his eyes was the little demon in green.

The fat man was bored, and there was a hint of blackness on his face, and he said: "What is the name of this fellow Taoist and what sect he comes from? Can you tell me? I am on duty and want to search and arrest him in Chaozhou.

Daode Sect Demonic Way. If fellow Taoists refuse to tell us whether they are related to Daode Sect, then I'm afraid there will be some trouble. Hehe, you must know that in this Chaozhou area, the Daode Sect..."

Xianwu's heart was like a mess, and there seemed to be a fly in his ears that kept shouting "Daodezong, Daodezong". The noise made him upset, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and he suddenly yelled: "Fuck you."

Tao Te Sect! Get out of here!"

The fat man was suddenly startled, and then he felt that he had lost his face. His face had already sunk. He pointed at a Taoist in the middle who did not raise his eyelids and said angrily: "This Immortal Rusong comes from Chang'an Zhenwu."

You have a Taoist master! How dare you be so arrogant in front of Immortal Rusong? Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with the Taoist Sect? Otherwise, as soon as the Immortal Immortal’s magic weapon comes out, your soul will disappear...

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Without raising his eyelids, Xian Wu only waved his left hand outward, as if to drive away this noisy fly. White mist appeared on his fingertips, whirling rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, three people on the horse passed by.
To be continued...