Lost Narrative Poetry

"Mr. Xia, the Shui Lingzhu is still the treasure of the Qionghua Sect."

Liu Mengli thought for a moment and whispered euphemistically, but still carefully controlled the volume.

This is a necessary skill. If you don't know how to transmit sounds into secrets, you must at least master the basic skills of using spiritual power to isolate sounds. Otherwise, don't think about whispering. No matter how low your voice is, it is no different from speaking loudly in front of those monks.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Liu Mengli can directly discern specific information from the fluctuations of divine will.

However, Xia Ran's consciousness was only projected from remote sensing. With the help of the divine thoughts hidden in the hair as a medium, it was possible to give that long hair the ability to think and sense the surrounding environment before activating the talisman and becoming an incarnation. ability.

But that's all. There is no way to actively read her mind, and naturally there is no way to communicate with her mentally. This resulted in a situation where Liu Mengli could hear his silent words, but if she wanted to take the initiative to communicate with him, she had to speak.

"Oh, I still know this. It is indeed the treasure of the Qionghua Sect..."

Xia Ran agreed, but she was a little confused as to why this girl would tell her such common sense things.

Liu Mengli sighed silently. She didn't know how to deal with this matter of course. She wanted to remind the other party that at present, the Shui Lingzhu still belonged to the Qionghua Sect in terms of both emotion and reason, and it had an owner.

However, Xia Ran's understanding is that Shui Lingzhu "currently" belongs to the Qionghua Sect...

She also knew that this person didn't understand what she meant, he was just deliberately trying to fool him through jokes, and it also vaguely revealed the other person's determination to win the Water Spirit Pearl.

There was nothing she could do, and it was difficult for her to defend the Qionghua faction, but she was somewhat worried that her familiar friends would be implicated.

"...Xiao Ziying, you are not being honest. Did you say you didn't know Tianhe's father before? Obviously the boss said he did."

Han Lingsha clasped her hands behind her back, bent down, stared at Murong Ziying with a smile and said, she just refused to call him uncle, looking like she was neither big nor small.

"I have indeed never heard of their names, and there are no records in the books in the library."

Murong Ziying was a little helpless. What does this have to do with his dishonesty? If you haven't heard of it, you haven't heard of it. In fact, after returning from Chenzhou yesterday, he went to Yunjing Pavilion to look through the list of disciples of the past generations. It can be said that he was really interested in it.

But the result was completely predictable, that is, nothing was found. Not to mention the names of Yun Tianqing and Suyu in the list of disciples of the previous generation and the previous generations. He looked through the twenty-five generations. None of the directories were found.

"Huh? This is strange. Since the master still remembers it, it means that Tianhe's parents are not ordinary disciples, right?"

Han Lingsha frowned, keenly sensing something was wrong.

"If there are no records in all the classics, could it be that someone specially erased the relevant records? What is this picture, or is there some secret hidden in it..."

"You are new to this sect, so you should concentrate on your cultivation and not think about other things." Murong Ziying shook her head and said, "But it is getting late today. You have walked all the way through the Taiyi Immortal Path and passed through the Xuyu Fantasy Land. You must be tired. Let's take a moment. Afterwards, you can go to the Qianshan disciple room to rest, and then start practicing formally from tomorrow’s morning class.”

He didn't think too much. At present, he still had full trust and identification with his sect, and he didn't know about the Qionghua sect's plot yet.

Of course, it wasn't just him who was being kept secret. Except for Suyao himself and Xuan Xiao, no one knew about the plan that had been shelved for nineteen years and it had not been made public.

"Disciple room?" Yun Tianhe scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Where is it?"

"Go from there and go all the way to the end of Jianwu Ping. It is the place where my disciples live and practice."

Murong Ziying stretched out her hand and pointed in a certain direction. In the distance there was a spacious suspended avenue extending all the way, submerged in the clouds and mist of the peaks. She didn't know where it led to the fairyland. Below, she could see giant jade pillars, straight and straight. Inserted into the mountains.

Each huge jade pillar is often up to a hundred feet high, supporting the entire suspended sect. It is a miraculous workmanship, and it is definitely a stunning spectacle that cannot be created by human power.

"Is it also a place to eat?" This is the question that the savages on the top of the mountain are most concerned about.

"The kitchen is indeed also on Jianwuping. Go from here to the end, and it's the second room to the left of the exit..." Murong Ziying glanced at the wild man on the top of the mountain, "This is for some disciples who have just started practicing and have not yet reached home. I’m prepared, but it’s best not to go too much.”

"Why?" Regarding this issue that he was particularly concerned about, the savage on the top of the mountain was still very curious and wanted to try to figure out why he couldn't go to the kitchen more often.

"..."

"..."

Probably because she couldn't bear the unbelieving look in Yuntianhe's eyes, Murong Ziying frowned and said: "Food grains are full of turbid air. If they are often contaminated, your cultivation will never be able to improve. If you can't eat it, you won't be able to do it." eat."

Those who eat Qi will live a long life, and those who do not eat will not die but will live a long life. Since they are cultivating Qi and cultivating immortals, they naturally need to be convinced of Qi and go beyond the valley, devote themselves to communicating with the big and small heavens, and directly absorb energy from heaven and earth for their own use.

After explaining all the things, Murong Ziying Shiran left, as if there were still some matters to be dealt with.

Yun Tianhe was dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe it, and scratched his messy hair like a chicken coop in a frenzy: "Can't eat? Rice is turbid? Does that mean we can only eat meat?"

Han Lingsha: "..."

Liu Mengli: "..."

Following the road pointed by Murong Ziying before, the three of them walked on the empty plank road in the sky, as if they were walking among the clouds, and they seemed to have arrived in a fairyland. Especially when they looked at the deep valleys and ravines shrouded in clouds and mist below, they understood deeply. I and others are actually walking among castles in the air.

After the long plank road reaches the end, a huge platform appears in front of it. It is square and large in area. On the periphery are rows and rows of neatly dotted houses for the introductory disciples and disciples of the sect. As well as a place for the elders to practice and stay.

In the middle is a huge lake-like pool, with a platform in the pool, like some large squares in later generations——

It was completely different from the empty space and no one that the three of them saw before at the front mountain and along the way. On the platform, they could vaguely see many male and female disciples walking, meditating, or practicing flying swords. The swords were moving but no one was there. Move, use the sword to fight the enemy.

There were also some people who slowly and leisurely stepped on the flying swords, circling back and forth at low altitude, trying to maintain their balance. However, they still fell from time to time, falling out of mid-air, but it was not a serious problem.

This is a manifestation of the practice of sword control before you have even started. Not to mention that you will fall down after all. The essence of sword control is actually a special escape method, also called sword escape. Those who are proficient in sword escape are actually Riding a sword light to fly, you can reach the mountains thousands of miles away in an instant.

——It not only has high-speed mobility, but also can defend or attack.

As for those who directly step on the flying sword, it can only be said that they have just started. Apart from being able to speed up the journey, there are no other advantages... But you can't force it. You have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

For those who have just started practicing, if they can fly on the flying sword body, they are already very good.

Yun Tianhe was enthused. His reason for joining the Qionghua Sect was very simple. Apart from wanting to find out his parents' past, the only reason was to learn how to fly with a sword. He didn't care too much about other advanced Taoist sword skills. .

The three of them quickly found their rooms. After saying goodbye to each other, they went back to their rooms to rest.

After all, it was already evening at this time. They had been running all day long, trudging up the mountain, and running around in the illusion, and they were still there a quarter of an hour ago. I had a fight with the God of Wealth in the fantasy world.

Facing a Loose Immortal, all three of them actually defeated him. Even though the opponent was not good at fighting at all, he had spent thousands of years in a fantasy world, guarding the mountains of gold and silver, and being an introductory disciple of the Qionghua Sect. The difficult God of Wealth...

Being able to win the battle, Liu Mengli, who had the strongest spiritual power among the three, naturally contributed a lot, but as a result, even she felt sleepy.

The room is relatively spacious, open and clean. Even though it is a room specially prepared for female disciples, there are no special benefits. Apart from the bed, there is only a table and a chair, and there are not many other appliances or decorations.

Liu Mengli looked around and was quite satisfied with this. In her spiritual perception, it seemed that no one had used this room for a long time. She didn't know which senior sister had stayed there before, or what. No breath was left behind, it looked clean and tidy.

As a cultivator, everything can be done very conveniently, and food, clothing, housing and transportation will no longer seem cumbersome and troublesome.

Not to mention not drinking or eating, not to mention dirt and dust. Even cleaning the house is very simple. You only need to remove a cleansing talisman to disinfect and sterilize, drive away evil spirits, and cleanse the house...

"Mr. Xia?"

As if she had thought of something, the girl hesitated and called softly.

"What?"

"I'm going to take a shower and have a rest..." Liu Mengli said hesitantly, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks. Last night, she really confirmed that the other party could project consciousness at any time through that long hair. , I don’t feel anything yet.

After all, they had been talking for a long time all night, and all her thoughts at that time were on finding out the secrets of the past. Although she did not accept them all without thinking, she had reservations and planned to confirm them one by one later.

But now, she suddenly realized that this situation was a bit awkward. It felt like she was in the same room with the other person... She didn't usually move much, just treat the long hair as some kind of communicator.

However, even when he was sleeping and resting, there was someone staring at him. The situation was really weird and embarrassing.

"I won't be so shameless. I will withdraw my consciousness later..."

When Xia Ran said this, he paused, as if he felt that this was meaningless. The important thing was not what he did to make the other person feel at ease, but what he did to make the other person feel at ease.

So he changed his words——

"Then I will teach you a way to isolate other people's spiritual power. This hair is actually made by me using the principles of talismans and phantoms, combined with the Taoist techniques of using the orifice to come to the altar. As long as you can isolate my divine will, you should Can you rest assured?"