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"indeed so."

Zhou Ji nodded slightly, and explained with a calm expression that he had been staying with Si Teng in the Dripping Blood Cave a few years ago to comprehend the general outline of the heavenly scriptures. Can escape when trapped in a hole.

Baguio patted her chest with gratitude, and looked at Zhou Ji with gratitude. If it weren't for the clues left by Zhou Ji, she might not have found the giant ax that was missing from the stone statue of King Tiansha Ming. When he was dying, he noticed something abnormal, and because of his weak body and lack of strength, he was unable to insert the giant stone ax weighing several hundred kilograms back into the hands of King Tiansha Ming.

Hearing this, thousands of people stared at him, feeling more and more that Zhou Ji was unfathomable.

But now there is a master-student relationship between Baguio and Si Teng, even if everyone thinks that what the master teaches is a bit outrageous, as long as they can form a good relationship with Zhou Ji, that will be the greatest help.

"There is such a coincidence? According to what Yao'er said, it was Mr. Zhou who saved my little girl's life after being trapped in the blood-dropping hole!" After seeing a lot of Baguio, I was afraid for a while.

Although Baguio deliberately avoids the problem of food shortage when talking about the experience of being trapped, people can still imagine the danger hidden behind the understatement.

If Zhou Ji didn't leave food and clues at that time. If Baguio was like ten years ago

How should he explain to Xiao Chi?

Thinking of this, thousands of people clasped their fists at Zhou Ji and saluted him. Zhou Ji hurriedly helped him up, and said with a smile, "Ghost king doesn't have to be like this. With Yao'er's intelligence and quickness, even if he doesn't have these clues, he can still find the escape mechanism."

After some humility, everyone has returned to the camp. You Ji, who came out of the Necromancer Abyss, is kneeling in the camp and waiting for the punishment of thousands of people, and beside her stands the figure of Qinglong, who looks dusty, as if from Just arrived from far away.

"metropolitan."

Seeing Bi Yao coming back from outside the camp holding Wan Wan's arm, You Ji let out a long sigh of relief, Wan Wan waved his hand to block Qinglong's salute, looked down at You Ji who was pale and weak, and just wanted to say something , Baguio pulled his wrist and sighed softly, "Get up."

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You Ji didn't speak, she lowered her head and buried it even deeper.

"The Black Water Snake is an ancient and strange beast. Even if I encounter it, I am not sure of victory. This accident is not your fault. Get up." Wan Wan said in a deep voice, and Bi Yao stepped forward to comfort her in a low voice. You Ji, and showed her the acacia bell that she got from the Dripping Blood Cave, looking at Bi Yao who had lost weight after more than ten days, You Ji pursed her lips, feeling more and more self-blaming.

Ten thousand people turned their heads to look at Qinglong, and said, "But there is news from the East China Sea?"

Qinglong subconsciously glanced at Zhou Ji and Si Teng, and Wan Wan frowned and said, "Young Master Zhou and Miss Si Teng are not outsiders, there is nothing to avoid."

Then Qinglong opened his mouth and said, "Reporting to the suzerain, a few months ago there were signs of Kui Niu's appearance in Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea. The statues of Qingyunmen, Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple sensed our intentions, and now they have all rushed to Liubo Mountain .”

"Tianyin Temple!" Ten thousand people flashed a murderous intent in their eyes.

The hatred between righteousness and demons has been accumulated for a long time, and it has never stopped for thousands of years. The reason why it started has long been unknown, but ten years ago, Pufang of Tianyin Temple led a crowd to ambush his wife and daughter. This hatred has never occurred to him. forget.

However, since the death of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago, the Demon Sect has been torn apart, criticizing and harming each other, like a mess of scattered sand.

On the other hand, the three major sects are connected with each other, and they have already formed an offensive and defensive alliance, especially Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple. If one side is moved, the other will definitely rush to help. If you want to seek revenge from Tianyin Temple, you must first think about it To deal with the Qingyun sect, the only way that people can think of is the four-spirit formation recorded on the magic weapon Fulongding of the ghost king's Zongzhen school.

Zhou Ji had no intention of participating in the plans of Ten Thousand People, and after hearing a few words, he took Si Teng and Biguio out of the camp, and chatted with the boy who was trapped in the bleeding hole with her.

When mentioning Zhang Xiaofan, Bi Yao couldn't help feeling a little bit ashamed, but her shyness couldn't hide her eagerness to express, she told the process of her acquaintance with Zhang Xiaofan little by little, and finally her shame turned into a little bit of disappointment, because of his status as a disciple of Qingyunmen , also because of the 'Senior Sister' he called out in a coma.

Zhou Ji looked at the people walking behind Baguio with a weird expression, and didn't say anything to remind him. Baguio was still praising Zhang Xiaofan's sincerity and sincerity. On the body, but it is particularly heart-stirring.

The cause of the heartbeat was only because of the moment when I looked at a small flower in Shanhaiyuan that night, inadvertently, Wanqian also thought of Baguio's mother.

It's also the girl who can be foolish when she sees a flower, even if the butterfly lands on her body, she doesn't even notice it. Today, he and that girl's daughter have grown up, and they also met another foolish girl. A boy looking at flowers.

"Do you like him?" The voice of thousands of people came from behind, startling Bi Yao, her pretty face flushed, and she said coquettishly, "Father, did you hear it?"

Wanwan nodded slightly, Baguio's cheeks were flushed, but she still poked her neck, making a nonchalant expression and said, "I just think he is very interesting, yes. Interesting!" Baguio seemed to have found someone The reason, and quickly said, "The magic weapon in his hand is a strange short stick, which doesn't feel like a righteous thing. I just want to ask my father to help me take a look."

Naturally, Wan Wan would not pierce Baguio's guilt, and agreed to her words, and decided to meet that Qingyun disciple named Zhang Xiaofan in person.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaofan walked through the mountains for two days before he stepped onto the official road, not to mention the road became wider, and there were gradually more people.

He asked pedestrians on the road, inquired about the direction of the road, and headed north.

At noon, the weather became hotter and hotter, Zhang Xiaofan drove for half a day, he was quite hungry and thirsty, saw a small tea stall by the side of the road, under a big tree by the side of the road, Zhang Xiaofan passed by and wanted to sit down and rest After a while, he stopped by to buy a bowl of tea to drink. When he walked in, he saw that there were already two tables of guests sitting in the tea stand.

A young man and a woman were sitting at a table. The man was handsome and elegant, and he wore a plain long gown that looked like he was out of the world. The woman's cold and detached delicate makeup made Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously feel ashamed of himself. Wearing a ginger-yellow placket and a cheongsam with plant patterns inside, it looks noble and glamorous yet reveals a demure beauty.

Without daring to look further, Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look at the middle-aged scribes at the other table, he was shocked again, his brows were slender and his face looked elegant, but his eyes were piercing, giving off a kind of calm and majesty Zhang Xiaofan was rather puzzled by the familiarity of his pair, which was as clear as water and seemed to be reflected in his heart.

I seem to have seen him somewhere?

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan approaching, Zhou Ji, Wan Wanqian, and Si Teng also flashed different looks. From Wan Wanqian's point of view, the young man in front of him had a dark complexion and a cold face. The white face like jade is very different, but it is also very pleasing to the eye.

And in Zhou Ji's eyes, it was as if he saw the future Ghost Li coming on stage ahead of time, but there were less unresolved knots between his brows, and his eyes remained clear and warm, which was in line with his current state of mind.

Si Teng nodded slightly, and gave Baguio a look of approval, Biguio raised the corners of his mouth proudly, but he was afraid of being discovered by Zhang Xiaofan, so he held back his smile and put on a straight face on purpose.

There are only two tables in the tea shop, and now there are people sitting down, Zhang Xiaofan can only stand there, intending to finish his drink and leave, as if he can see his thoughts, the middle-aged scribe laughed, "Meeting is fate, If you don't mind, little brother, come here and sit down."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't shirk it, so he had to say thank you, and then sat down at that table.

Suddenly, the summer wind blew under the tree with a heat wave, a familiar fragrance passed over the tip of his nose, and disappeared like a hallucination, Zhang Xiaofan got up in surprise and looked towards the end of the official road, as if he was expecting something.

"What's the matter, little brother?" the middle-aged literati asked suspiciously.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, seeing the desolate and boundless officialdom, the feeling of loss was fleeting, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing, I read it wrong." Zhang Xiaofan smiled embarrassedly, and then sat down again, what he didn't notice was that the little boy next to him was quietly taking a look at him, his clear eyes were rippling slightly, rippling There was a faint smile.

Wan Wan chatted with him for a few words, first revealed Zhang Xiaofan's identity, and then took the opportunity of seeing Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon, told him the real origin of this fire stick.

Knowing that the fire stick he picked up unintentionally was actually a combination of blood-eating beads and soul-destroying, Zhang Xiaofan's hands and feet were weak, he staggered back a few steps, looked at the magic weapon on the table in horror with a bit of pain, his mind was already messing around There was a ball.

"How could it be like this? I am a member of Qingyun sect, how can I use such evil things?"

"Evil thing? What do you think is an evil thing?" Wan Wan looked at Zhang Xiaofan's bewildered look, and said lightly,

"This, this thing has harmed many creatures, isn't it an evil thing?" Zhang Xiaofan said without thinking.

"Is it an evil thing that kills a lot of people?" Ten thousand people sneered and said disdainfully.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's confused expression, and the sarcasm on everyone's face, asking whether boars, sows, white pigs and black pigs are all pigs; lions, goats, tigers and rabbits, killing each other, asking him are these all living things? Can there be good and evil?

Zhang Xiaofan already vaguely felt the meaning of what he was going to say, but he still didn't understand, so he could only say: "Yes."

Ten thousand people snorted coldly, "Then what you call right and evil are all people?"

Zhang Xiaofan's heart was completely disturbed at this time, although he felt something was wrong when he heard this, he wanted to refute, but when he came to his mouth, he found that he had nothing to say, he could only say 'yes' blankly.

As soon as the words fell, a gentle and gentle voice came from another table not far away, "Although the righteous and the evil are all human beings, their behaviors are different. In the eyes of ordinary people, those who maintain the stability of the place and protect the common people are righteous. Those who practice sorcery and harm one side are evil, and it is a bit sophistry to confuse them with the concept of 'human being'."

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head to look, and saw the young man at the next table looking at him indifferently, "There is no distinction between good and evil in swords, only the one who holds the sword does."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled when he heard the words, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on the top of his head, he stood up suddenly, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, and the eyes he looked at Wan Wan became extremely firm, "Brother Wan, this fire stick may be something of a demon, but I It is the right way to kill demons and demons, and I have a clear conscience, just like what you said about my ancient sword killing immortals."

Ten thousand people gave Zhou Ji a helpless look, he wanted to shake Zhang Xiaofan's mind and let him fall into the confusion of the struggle between good and evil, but Zhou Ji ruined the good thing, instead let Zhang Xiaofan get out of the confusion and become firm.

However, he also somewhat praised Zhang Xiaofan's tenacity and firmness, just with this level of thought, he has already surpassed many people in Qingyun Sect.

"Thank you, sir." Zhang Xiaofan bowed to Zhou Ji, and Zhou Jixu raised his arm to call out a breeze to help him up. Through this breeze, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to feel the majestic mana power as deep as the sea, and he couldn't help showing his astonishment. Looking at the middle-aged man and the young man at the table next to him, he asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

Zhou Ji took out a can from his sleeve and threw it to Zhang Xiaofan. After Zhang Xiaofan took it, he stared at Zhou Ji with wide eyes, and said in a voiceless voice: "Master Tiansha Ming!"

There was a sneer from beside him, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the young man who was covering his mouth and snickering, he felt more and more disobedient, he had never seen the other person's face before, but his eyes were very familiar, but at this moment he didn't have time After thinking about it, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly clasped his fists in salute.

As early as when he was in Dripping Blood Cave, he heard Baguio talk about her master and uncle. Although he didn't know whether the other party was the "big devil" of the Demon Cult, the things Zhou Ji left in the cave were consistent with The clues did help him and Baguio escape from a desperate situation.

Whether it's the grace of saving his life, or the theory of good and evil just now, Zhang Xiaofan's heart is full of gratitude.

Looking at Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan who were chatting happily, the tens of thousands of people around were silent all the time, he understood that Zhou Ji's interruption just now was actually expressing his own position, even if because of Baguio's relationship, seeing It seems that they are close to the Ghost King Zong, but as long as the Ghost King Zong kills innocent people indiscriminately and "harms one party", then this fragile relationship will be completely torn apart.

After drinking the tea, Zhang Xiaofan bid farewell to everyone, and when he was about to return to Qingyun Mountain, thousands of people told him that Qingyun Sect had joined forces with orthodox people to gather at Liubo Mountain in the East Sea, so they thought about diverting to the East China Sea.

After he left, when Wan Wan Xiang also planned to take Biguio to set off, Bi Yao thought about inviting Zhou Ji and Si Teng to go with him, but Zhou Ji politely refused, but Zhou Ji promised her that she would wait for Wan Wan to go. After returning from Liubo Mountain with her, he would take Si Teng back to the King of Ghosts to live for a while, Bi Yao had no choice but to agree.