Under the moon, the shadows of the trees are dancing.

Ji Ruochen packed up the things he needed to go down the mountain again, and slowly washed his hands clean in the silver basin. He was successful in refining qi, and the fingers of his hands were long and strong, shining like jade. Whether it was a silver basin, clear water,

These hands were still spotless, but he still washed them again and again. Strangely enough, there was a blush that slowly melted in the water, like the glow after sunset, so red that it was dazzling.

He finally took his hands out of the basin, took a white towel, wiped his hands clean, then put the square towel back to its original place, pushed the door open and left.

After a while, the door to the inner room opened silently, and Qing Yi's footsteps silently floated to the basin shelf in the corner of the study like a cloud.

There was a clear water in the silver basin, which was so clear that it made people feel a little heartbroken. She stretched out her hand, scooped up a handful of water, and watched it fall from her fingers. She looked at the square white towel on the basin shelf again, and took it.

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In the center of the white scarf, there is a blood-red handprint!

Qing Yi stared blankly at the bloody handprints, and then sighed for a long time. When she closed her hands, a ray of Yin inflammation turned the square scarf into blue smoke. The square scarf was originally as white as snow, but only in her pupils could she see such a

Blood-soaked handprints come.

Looking at the door where Ji Ruochen left, Qing Yi bit her lower lip, wondering if she should follow him out. If he did, what should he do? Qing Yi was a very simple woman, and she couldn't understand many things.

, she just knew that since they were reunited this time, she would just follow him all the way.

Under the moon, Ji Ruochen walked silently among the flowers and trees. The Taishang Daode Palace was vast and vast. At the speed in front of him, even if he walked for several days, he would not be able to cross the entire palace. But he was not going anywhere, he was just here.

On the eve of going down the mountain again, my heart suddenly beat like a wave and I couldn't calm down no matter what. I had to walk alone under the moon in order to wash away the fire in my heart with the ice mist from the top of Mogan Peak.

He walked through instinctively like this, suddenly paused, then took two steps sideways, and then continued forward. The light mist surrounding him seemed to be the same, but there were a few wisps of mist dancing in it. They were

Sentient and alive.

Ji Ruochen stood still and looked to the right. Under the flower tree, beside the spiritual stone, stood a Tingting figure. The surging hookah made her look like a fairy stepping on the moon to the west. Not too far away,

Ji Ruochen used to be moved by every time they spent together, but a few years later, when they reunited inadvertently, his heart was as solid as ice.

The moment his figure disappeared in the ice mist, she suddenly turned around and whispered: "Ruochen?"

But as far as she could see, there was only a faint mist under the moon, and there was no single figure. She stared blankly for a long time, and a clear voice came from behind: "Han Yan, still can't forget him?"

Yan Yan turned around and looked at the handsome man who was walking on the moon. His face returned to the indifferent expression of the past, and said: "Uncle Master, it's already so late, how can you still be so elegant?"

The man laughed loudly, stood beside her, pointed at the moon and said, "Don't you have a good sense of elegance? Look at the moonlight tonight. It's clear in the east and condensed in the west. It's cold and filled with fire. It's the beginning of a great chaos.

Omen! It’s such a good moon!”

After that, he glanced at Hanyan intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Hanyan, your state of mind at the moment may be like this eclipse!"

Hanyan's expression remained unchanged, but the water mist around his body was slightly relaxed, and he just said: "Uncle Master's words are too profound, Hanyan doesn't understand."

The man smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't understand."

He looked at the place where Ji Ruochen left and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that Ruochen's path has progressed so much. It's really shocking!"

Han Yan said calmly: "He was appointed by the headmaster, and the three real people helped him up the mountain together. He was born with wisdom, so he is naturally different from us."

The man laughed and said: "Since the Yin Feng appeared in Qingxu, all the Taoist people in the world have probably known that Ruochen is not a banished immortal. However, I look at his aura and footwork, and his body and Taoism are just that. Compared with Ji Bingxian

It's even slightly worse. The most rare thing is the Taoist heart, which is unpredictable and has infinite functions. Even I can't figure out what state it is in! This is far from comparable to the Taoist practice with signs."

Smoker's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The man pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's strange to say that Ruochen's Taoist realm does not seem to be contained in the Three Pure Secrets. Could it be that he has another strange encounter, or can he really create something out of nothing and enter an unprecedented Tao realm? Alas, see

This is not Ruochen, who was banished to immortals, to realize that Zhang Ziwei's teaching of skills and creation is not just empty talk. I really wonder if I will be able to be as good as him in three hundred years' time."

She frowned lightly and said, "Uncle Master Ji went on a midnight trip just to praise Uncle Ji?"

The man looked back at Han Yan, smiled casually, and said: "If there is a peach blossom in Chen's destiny, whether it is Gu Qing who lives in the clouds, Qing Yi who is carrying him back to the mountain at this moment, or Yin Yin who has suffered great changes many times, there is no one among them.

There are many women, and each has strong support. If you want to fight with them, how can you just do this?"

Hanyan said coldly: "I have never wanted to argue about anything. I'm afraid my uncle has misunderstood."

He laughed and didn't care. He gently shook Yan's hand and said, "If you want something, just do it with your heart. Master Yuxuan's various grand plans are just castles in the air, mirrors, flowers, and water. Sooner or later,

It will disappear. Why let this burden drag you down? No matter who the three people behind them come out, I am afraid that a few Yuxuan will not be able to stop it. You also have a big plan in mind. Looking at the whole sect, indeed

If Chen is the most suitable candidate, just go ahead and do it."

Hanyan's body trembled slightly and he lowered his head and said: "Uncle Master, you..."

The man walked away in the mist and chanted: "The flowing water is ruthless, but the fallen heroes are intentional. The past is full of chaos, but it may not be like smoke..."

At the top of Taixuan Peak, there was a pool of autumn water swirling and dancing. The fairy sword was faintly glowing, reflecting the cold moonlight, leaving countless ripples in the night sky.

The person wielding the sword retreated like an immortal and was unpredictable. However, the sword's intention was wide open and closed, full of murderous aura, and also revealed a bit of anxiety and confusion, which was quite incompatible with her figure, which was no different from that of an immortal.

The fairy sword chanted softly, parting through the ripples of the water, and walked through the waves. The sword energy became more and more powerful, and a light on the tip of the sword suddenly brightened, making everything within a few feet of it look like daylight!

There was a soft sound, and the fairy sword seemed to be unable to withstand the endless amount of true energy pouring on the sword, and suddenly broke into several pieces!

Zhang Yin Yin was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the half-cut sword in his hand.

She just stood there with her sword in hand, like the night sky in the wind, which made people feel pity for her.

This time during the mid-night sword practice, she had broken three fairy swords in succession. Every time when she reached this "Don't ask where it's going", she couldn't help herself. The true energy surged like a tide, shattering the sword into pieces, and she couldn't use it at all.

With this move, even the fairy sword 'Gui Ming' that has been with him since childhood is broken.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yinyin's heart was pounding, and she vaguely felt that there must be a reason. However, the relevant place in her memory was just blank. No matter how hard she tried, she had no idea what was in the blank space.

Ji Ruochen's steps were silent, his body disappeared and reappeared, and his speed increased several times. In an instant, he had arrived at a remote corner of Taishang's Moral Palace and said, "Come out!"

Suddenly there were ripples in the air, and a little ghost with green face and fangs and scales all over his body poked his head out, looked around, and just shouted "No, why is this a place like this", and then he let out an ouch and was killed by another bigger one.

Many green ghosts came out.

It turned several somersaults in the air before it stabilized its body and couldn't help but angrily said to the newly emerged Green Ghost: "Dead! Dead! It's all because you acted recklessly and rushed out without even looking at where this place was.

! This is great, I rushed to the monk’s lair, what should I do?”

Qing Gui had a fierce look on his face, and his arms were wrapped with thick iron chains that made a clattering sound when he moved. He glared at Ji Ruochen and said, "Since the fugitive is here, let's arrest his soul and return him immediately."

Isn’t it enough to go?”

After saying that, he shook the chain in his hand, and Ao Gui was about to rush forward. The kid grabbed the leather skirt around Ao Gui's waist. Even though its size was only one-tenth of Ao Gui's size, with a pull, Ao Gui

Unable to move forward, he could only scream in vain.

The little ghost shouted in a low voice: "I'll arrest you big-headed ghost! He only needs to scream, and a few monks can come and train you and me! The best thing to do now is to think about how to escape!"

Qinggui said: "If we can't catch anyone, how can we explain it to King Pingping?"

The little ghost said: "You still want to capture the soul of a person who can't even take down the prince? It's such a hard job, just deal with it, but do you really have to work hard?"

Qing Gui stopped struggling, glanced at Ji Ruochen, and suddenly said: "But he doesn't seem to have any intention of calling anyone."

The kid looked around hurriedly and saw Ji Ruochen standing calmly, with a look that looked like a smile but not a smile. He was frightened and said hurriedly: "Immortal, please don't misunderstand me, we are here to capture the escaped souls in the world of the dead on the orders of King Ping Ping.

When I first arrived in the underworld, I found the wrong way, so I will go back, I will go back now!"

Ji Ruochen raised his right hand, looked at it carefully, and said absently: "King Pingping? Then you are not going the wrong way. I am the person you are looking for."

The little ghost pulled the green ghost back and said with a smile: "How is it possible! The purple-gold light of the Immortal Changshou Palace is soaring into the sky. At first glance, it looks like a big shot who is about to ascend to immortality. We are just small minions running errands in the underworld. How dare we offend him?

and you!"

Ji Ruochen smiled, stretched out his right hand and said, "Do you recognize what this is?"

There was a small blue fire burning in the palm of his right hand. The strange thing was that although the blue fire was bright, it could not illuminate the surrounding area.

When the kid saw it, he was so shocked that he stiffened up and said with a trembling voice: "Nine...Nine Nether Flames! Great Immortal... have mercy on me!"

Ji Ruochen flicked his fingers, and a spark separated from the blue fire, fluttering to Qing Gui. With a sound, Qing Gui's whole body was immediately wrapped in blue flames that reached the sky, and instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

Not even a trace was left.

The kid was shaky, staring at Lan Yan, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

Ji Ruochen folded his right hand, put the blue flame into his palm, and said to the little ghost: "Save your life. Go tell King Ping Ping to send more useful guys here next time, so that the killing will be more satisfying."

The kid managed to save his life and immediately fled back to the underworld, crawling on the ground.

Ji Ruochen stood still for a moment and then asked, "Have you seen enough?"

A black mist surged out ten feet behind him. Amidst the clanging of armor, I emerged from the mist holding an iron spear. He waved his iron spear and asked in a deep voice: "Ghosts also have spirits and souls! They are ordered to do so."

You must not act accordingly. Since you have the Nine Nether Flames in your body, you can restrain the underworld ghosts. They pose no threat to you, so why do you want to destroy their spiritual lives?"

Ji Ruochen smiled and said: "It's nothing, I just got addicted to killing one. If I don't want King Pingping to send more guys for me to kill, of course I won't let that kid go."

My eyes lit up and I stared at Ji Ruochen's hands. Ji Ruochen took out a white towel from nowhere and was wiping his left hand carefully. No matter how he wiped it, the square towel was as white as snow.

My family sneered and said: "It seems that you are planning to use the Nine Nether Flames to refine me too?"

Another light blue flame appeared in Ji Ruochen's hand. He looked at the flame for a moment, shook his head and said, "Is this called the Nine Nether Flames? Even though I have it, I'm not very sure about killing you.

Although I might as well give it a try, this is not what I should do."

Ji Ruochen exhaled a breath, looked at the night, and said to himself: "It's getting late, it's time to go back and rest. I've been crazy enough tonight, and I have to go down the mountain early tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he walked past my house, as if he had not seen the existence of this underworld warrior at all, and walked straight away in the night. There was an angry look on my face, looking at Ji Ruochen's leaving figure, he raised the iron gun several times.

, forced themselves to let go. He suddenly said: "Ji Ruochen! How did you fall to such a state?"

Ji Ruochen heard a faint smile in the night and replied: "Have I changed?"

When I thought about it carefully, I was speechless for a moment. After a while, I said, "You are going down the mountain tomorrow. Don't you plan to go see Shang Yin Yin tonight?"

"...Next time. If..."
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