Nightwatcher

It turned out that No. 7 was really the Holy Son of Tianzong, and he did not expect to run into him here. Chu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed, and he became a little interested in No. 7, whom he had never met before.

As early as when Li Miaozhen went to Yunzhou to suppress the bandits, the members of the Tiandihui knew that No. 7 had a very close relationship with her, otherwise, they would not have given the fragments of the Book of the Earth to Li Miaozhen for safekeeping when they were in danger of being hunted down.

Combined with the system of Tianzong having holy sons and saints, it is not difficult to guess that the No. 7 is most likely Tianzong's holy son, Li Miaozhen's senior brother or younger brother. .

However, Li Miaozhen himself kept this secret and never mentioned it, so the guess is just a guess, not confirmed.

Now after hearing what Li Miaozhen said, Chu Yuanzhen truly confirmed that No. 7 was the Son of Heavenly Sect.

Huh, finally I can see a normal Tianzong disciple. Chu Yuanzhen complained in his heart.

He was almost fed up with Li Miaozhen, he just saw injustice and eradicated rape and evil, and he also liked to donate righteousness and donate money, what did he rely on to walk the rivers and lakes? Isn't it just the word silver?

When the three of them were at their worst, they couldn't even afford to stay in an inn.

In this regard, Li Miaozhen explained: For us, what is the difference between sleeping in the open and staying in a hostel?

Chu Yuanzhen was speechless.

It's better to be Xu Qi'an, if we walk the rivers and lakes with him, we will definitely eat delicious food and drink spicy food, taste the local delicacies, see the local beauty, and even go to brothels or Jiaofangsi to drink flower wine at night.

"Let's go!"

Li Miaozhen stepped into the inn first, it was not meal time, and there were only a few drinkers sitting in the lobby.

She went straight to the counter of the inn and asked the shopkeeper, "Is there a very handsome young man living in the store?"

Li Miaozhen is very confident. With the appearance of that scum in the world, as long as the shopkeeper has seen it, he will definitely be impressed.

The shopkeeper thought about it for a while, and said with some hesitation: "How handsome is very handsome?"

Li Miaozhen turned her head and pointed at Chu Yuanzhen: "Better handsome than him."

The shopkeeper looked at Chu Yuanzhen's appearance and shook his head: "I've never seen it before. This young man is so handsome, it's hard to find in the world. How could there be a man more handsome than him."

Chu Yuanzhen withdrew his long sword in satisfaction.

Li Miaozhen frowned, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Have any Taoist priests stayed in the shop recently?"

"have."

"Who is it?"

The shopkeeper glanced over Li Miaozhen's shoulder, looked behind her, and said, "It's right behind you."

Li Miaozhen was taken aback. Looking back, she saw behind the three of them, an icy beauty appeared at some point, wearing a feather robe and a lotus crown on her head, with straight eyebrows, rare pale glass-colored eyes, and facial features. Sophisticated.

"Master."

Li Miaozhen was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly walked in front of the glamorous beauty, saying:

"Master, why did you go down the mountain? Why are you here? I haven't seen you for two years. I miss you so much. It's fate that we can meet here."

Bingyi Yuanjun looked at her indifferently: "I followed you all the way here, wherever Feiyan Lady goes and becomes famous, it's not hard to find."

After a pause, she said without joy or sadness: "Based on what you said just now, it is not too much to punish you for facing the wall for three years."

Even after a ten-year absence, when people from the Tianzong sect meet, they should nod their heads expressionlessly.

Li Miaozhen stuck out her tongue, "I'm still practicing, before the third rank, disciples can't comprehend the supreme way of forgetting love."

She hurriedly introduced a friend to her master: "This is Chu Yuanzhen, a registered disciple of Renzong, who was originally the champion of Dafeng. This is Hengyuan, a monk from Qinglong Temple."

Bingyi Yuanjun glanced at them both indifferently: "Sword fetus, relic."

The four of them sat down at the table, Bingyi Yuanjun said indifferently: "After traveling down the mountain for two years, did you realize that you are too forgetful?"

Li Miaozhen rolled her eyes wildly, said: "Ah, this disciple is still working hard."

Bingyi Yuanjun said indifferently: "Stretch out your hand."

Li Miaozhen complied in a daze.

A pale golden light shot out from Bingyi Yuanjun's sleeves, tightly bound Li Miaozhen's hands and wrists.

"Bound spirit rope?"

Li Miaozhen was taken aback, she didn't expect such a development at all, she said in astonishment: "Master, what are you doing?"

Bingyi Yuanjun's face was indifferent, and his tone was equally emotionless: "Following the decree of Tianzun, arrest Li Miaozhen and return to the sect, and re-study the treasured book of Tianzong."

Chu Yuanzhen and Hengyuan looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Why?"

Li Miaozhen was puzzled.

Bingyi Yuanjun was expressionless: "Tianzong disciples are forgetful, and although they have experienced in the world of mortals, they cannot be contaminated with too much karma. Tianzun thinks that you have deviated from the teachings of heavenly religion, and you need to re-study the treasures. When will you understand, and when will you be released. "

The disciples of Tianzong go down the mountain to practice. The correct posture is to watch the joys and sorrows in the world of mortals from the perspective of spectators.

Li Miaozhen is not, Li Miaozhen is happily rolling in the quagmire of the world of mortals.

Let me just say, Li Miao is really an outlier in the Tianzong. He is obviously cultivating the Supreme Forbearance, but he is keen on fighting for justice.

Li Miaozhen refused to accept: "Disciple, disciple, this is a world of mortals practicing mind training."

Bingyi Yuanjun nodded: "Go back to the sect and explain to Tianzun, but before that, I want to help Senior Brother Xuancheng capture the Holy Son."

Um? Holy Son, Tianzong even wants to arrest the Holy Son?

Chu Yuanzhen was puzzled, and couldn't help but look at Hengyuan, and found that the other party had the same doubt in his eyes.

Bingyi Yuanjun got up, led Li Miaozhen and walked out.

"Master, master, I don't want to go back to the sect. I still have a year to practice. How do you judge that I can't be too forgetful? You beg Tianzong for me."

Li Miaozhen was led, staggered forward, and kept begging for mercy.

Heng Yuan hurriedly stood up, and said in a deep voice, "Senior, Li."

Before he finished speaking, Li Miaozhen stopped him.

Feiyan Nvxia said via voice transmission:

"Don't try to obstruct her, she will kill you, people who understand too much will not kill people because of their happiness, anger, good and evil, there is no difference between good and evil in their eyes.

"But if they feel that you are an obstacle, they will kill you without hesitation, and will not hesitate because of your identity. Don't stop her. But don't give up on me. When I return to the sect, I am afraid that I will die in my life." not coming."

Hengyuan asked: "Then what should I do?"

Li Miaozhen gritted her teeth: "Look for Xu Qi'an. Although that guy is useless, he has a third-rank shelf, and he won't die in a hurry. There is still a chance, and the master will arrest that guy Li Lingsu, and will not escort me back to the sect for the time being."

Bingyi Yuanjun led Li Miaozhen out of the inn, summoned the flying sword, master and apprentice jumped on the sword spine, and went away against the wind.

Seeing this, Chu Yuanzhen quickly summoned the magic weapon long sword, stepped on it together with Heng Yuan, and followed Bingyi Yuanjun from a distance.

The strong wind is blowing head-on, the vast land is below, the rivers meander like silver belts, and the mountains and rivers are like sand piles.

Chu Yuanzhen said via voice transmission: "Master Hengyuan, please contact Xu Qi'an immediately."

"Amitabha, the poor monk is already in touch."

Master Hengyuan responded.

Zhangzhou.

Zheng Family Cemetery.

Xu Qi'an tied the little mare to the tree trunk by the side of the path, left Mu Nanzhi, Li Lingsu, and the puppet Heng Yin in a cloak and hat, and walked alone.

After leaving Leizhou, they immediately returned to Zhangzhou, asked President Yang to return the filly, and then came to Zheng Xinghuai's hometown, a relatively poor county under the jurisdiction of Zhangzhou.

The Zheng family is a very powerful family in the local area. Before Zheng Xinghuai made a fortune, the Zheng family was nothing.

Later, Zheng Xinghuai became bigger and bigger, and finally became the chief envoy of Chuzhou. Zheng Jiacai ascended to heaven alone, became a local rich family, and built a cemetery.

Zheng Xinghuai's tomb can be seen at a glance, the most luxurious and magnificent.

With the final conclusion of the Chuzhou city massacre case, Zheng Xinghuai was able to have a grand burial. The county magistrate called Pingkang County was quick-witted and quickly had people build the Town God's Temple, and praised Zheng Xinghuai as the City God.

Now the incense is very strong.

"Master Zheng, I'm here to see you."

Xu Qi'an laid out food in front of the grave, a pot of rice wine and two cups.

He drank a glass and poured a glass in front of the grave. He didn't speak during the period, and time flowed quietly.

"Whose tomb is that?"

Li Lingsu took the opportunity to inquire, hoping to get a glimpse of Xu Qian's real identity from these clues.

"A respectable man."

Mu Nanzhi said.

"A respectable person?" Li Lingsu rolled his eyes and said, "Madam, can you tell me something?"

With his damn charm, Madam will definitely not refuse.

"not in the mood."

The princess rolled her eyes.

Hey, ma'am is not in a good mood today? Li Lingsu gave a dry laugh.

Soon, after drinking a pot of wine, Xu Qi'an glanced at the tombstone, hesitated for a while, and wrote a line of small characters with his finger:

"Fame and fortune are just a piece of paper, but ashes are scattered in the dust."

This is what Zheng Xinghuai felt in his grief when he witnessed the city of Chuzhou being turned into ruins and half his life's hard work was destroyed.

This scholar, who had a rough life, finally paid his life for this sentence.

Xu Qi'an bowed three times to the tombstone.

After paying homage to Lord Zheng, he planned to return to Yongzhou to participate in the "Martial Arts Conference". There were still twenty days before the agreed time.

Between Leizhou and Yongzhou, Zhangzhou was separated, and I happened to walk all the way unhurriedly. With the help of my own sense of dragon energy and the aggregation effect along the way, I might be able to absorb a few small dragon energy.

At this time, his brain seemed to be slapped severely.

It indicates that someone wants to "chat privately" with him.

Xu Qi'an didn't respond, but he slapped one after another, the other party seemed very anxious.

He immediately took out the shards of the book from the ground carefully, put them in his sleeves, and immersed a wisp of soul into the shards of the book from the ground.

In the gray world in the mirror, the eight apertures blurred out a chaotic soft light.

One of them flickered, and the halo rippled.

"Master Hengyuan?"

Xu Qi'an's primordial spirit turned into "tentacles", which connected to the aperture representing number six.

"Master Xu, something is wrong!"

Seeing Xu Qi'an's response, Hengyuan heaved a sigh of relief.

"What is it?"

"Friend Li Miaozhen was taken away by her master."

? ? ? A series of question marks flashed in Xu Qi'an's mind: "Master, please explain the cause and effect clearly."

Hengyuan said:

"After you left the capital, I, the benefactor Chu, and Li Daoyou left the capital together. While looking for your traces, we acted chivalrously. But just this afternoon, Li Daoyou saw Tianzong's contact code.

"That was left by her master. Li Daoyou met with the master later and chatted. The Tianzong master suddenly took out the magic weapon rope and restrained Li Daoyou."

"Why?"

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, as if he heard a friend say: I asked a beautiful girl to have a room, but when she took a shower, she took out one that was bigger than mine.

It's almost that absurd.

"The master of Tianzong said that Daoyou Li deviated from the teachings of Tianzong. In order to prevent her from sinking in the world of mortals, she had to be taken back to the mountain to re-study the treasures of Tianzong. But Li Daoyou said that once she was brought back to Tianzong, it is very likely I can no longer go down the mountain. After this farewell, maybe it will be a farewell forever."

I just said that Li Miao is really an outlier, a saint of Tianzong, who forced her to become a generation of heroines, Xu Qi'an's face twitched after taking jujube pills, and exchanged spiritual thoughts:

"So, she hopes that I can save her? Well, you and Chu Yuanzhen didn't make a move. This shows that Master Miaozhen is at least a third-rank Yangshen. With my current state, how can I save her? Besides, I don't even know if you are here. I don't know anywhere."

Hengyuan said:

"There is still a chance. The Tianzong expert said that not only will he bring back Li Daoyou when he goes down the mountain this time, but he will also bring back together with the holy son. Next, she will go to find the holy son. Li Daoyou said that the holy son is in Donghai County A power in the rivers and lakes called Donghai Dragon Palace.

"Master Xu must hurry up and join him before the Tianzong people find the Holy Son. This is very important, we must find the Holy Son, and we must not let him be taken away, otherwise, there will be no chance."

Coincidentally, that scumbag was right beside me. Xu Qi'an said via voice transmission: "You pass a message to her for me."

Heng Yuan asked: "Master Xu, please tell me."