The Lord who use immortals as food

Pei Ye didn't have much time to waste. The wound on his body was still in pain. He walked through the forest and swept the mountain, far away from the old man. When he reached the top of the mountain, he looked back and saw that the rice-like figure was still falling in the broken forest. Pei Ye Liquid stood still and stared at it for one last time, then turned his head and leaned down.

Go straight back to the law enforcement hall.

As Wudong said, the masters of all the peaks in Kongtong have arrived one after another. The news of the death of the two true disciples of Yuanwu has obviously spread. Dai Shangyu, with a gloomy look on his face, gathered with several other Xuanmen in the small room of Xu Chang and his son. Before the hospital.

Pei Ye didn't see any familiar faces here. While he was hesitating, Gan Zifeng walked over from the letter hall with his head lowered, his brows still furrowed. Pei Ye exchanged the latest news with him and went inside. Zhang Jingbi was still silent but peacefully sitting in the courtyard. Pei Ye breathed a sigh of relief and handed the blue bird pendant and the book paper to Xu Shang who was looking at him.

"Senior Zhang's bones were buried at the bottom of Jinyuzhai Lake. This is his final note."

Pei Ye looked at the woman's stunned expression and whispered: "Senior is a brave man. What he did back then helped me a lot. I will also complete his unfinished business."

After saying this, he pursed his lips and looked at the woman's eyes that were starting to turn red. In the end, he just cupped his fists and saluted, then turned around and left.

"Young Master Pei!" Zhang Jingbi suddenly stood up, "Is there anything you can help me with - I'll go with you!"

Pei Ye looked at the pale young man and felt a little dazed for a moment. He smiled and waved: "Thank you. You need to heal your injury first."

Turning around and going out, he made it clear to the peak masters that after confirming that Da Si Mountain had no immediate plans to attack, Pei Ye and Gan Zifeng returned to the Sutra Storage Building.

In front of the mountain in the fog, a huge and lonely building loomed. The two of them went straight to the top floor and came to the Hidden Sword Pavilion again.

The traces of the fierce fight are still very fresh. This ancient pavilion, which no one has set foot on for many years, is now messy and broken, with papers flying everywhere. Pei Ye rearranges the order of these chaotic books on the wall to read the ones that can still be identified one by one. name.

However, even though he was impaired in reading, Pei Ye could still recognize that most of them were recently used books on the second path of formations. The traces of reading on them were subtle and the annotations were solid. The young man himself was gradually learning to read, but he often stared at it. I have been thinking about this for a long time, but it is rare to be so down-to-earth and serious.

I had known that Dasishan lived alone in an ancient building, but now the loneliness and quietness he felt day after day was conveyed through the paper.

"I can't see anything." Gan Zifeng stood aside and flipped through two volumes, then folded them together and frowned, "We have to find those pens and inks from ten years ago."

Ten years ago, Bai Tianqu went into retreat in the mountains. Another thing Pei Ye knew was that this year Qu Zhu took Huanshenglou to the Valley of Hushan and took away the [Xiting Heart] that had been sleeping there for thousands of years.

Gan Zifeng frowned and stood quietly for a moment, then suddenly moved: "Come on."

Pei Ye followed him, and they actually left the Hidden Sword Pavilion. After turning around a few times, a small room appeared in front of them.

"Uncle Chi complained to us before he became Da Si Shan that there wasn't even a chair in the Sutra Collection Building and his back hurt from standing. If he moved in, he would definitely install a bed." Gan Zifeng chuckled and looked at Looking inside, "Wu Hejianming is a stranger to me, and he is very accurate in his judgment of the people in our sect. He said that people like Pei Shaoxia and Uncle Chi will never act as evildoers."

".Just take a look."

This small room is indeed very small. It is a space squeezed out from two book cabinets. As soon as the eyes turn, a large number of books and papers are accumulated beside the bed, organized neatly by a shelf.

There is no need to go through the review of Zhang Meiqing's notes. This time it is easy to distinguish the old and new pens and inks.

Gan Zifeng was obviously much more familiar with it than Xu Changjiao. Facing the unfamiliar bookcase, he took out a handwritten book in just a few moments, brushed away the miscellaneous books, and placed it on the table.

As soon as he opened it, Pei Ye immediately felt familiar - Zhang Meiqing's habits and methods of recording events, and even the code words he used to catalog his books, turned out to come from this Da Si Shan.

There are only eight characters on the front page: "It is declining. It is a book of old age."

Looking at the exhibition book, the old man's notes are very concise and clear, with almost no idle strokes, and few dense strokes. Most of them are important events that happened a few days and a half months apart. Looking at it now, almost all of them have no value.

Until you turn to the middle, the pen and ink suddenly become denser.

"Tomorrow Tianqu will come to talk about the 'Sword Hidden'. Remember to make some preparations. He prefers the way of understanding. Help him think of a way and don't make him unhappy."

The line couldn't be described as sensitive, but Pei Ye and Gan Zifeng both looked at it.

Because the old man wrote a rare signature below - "At the end of the year, the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month."

"This is it. The sect master went into seclusion in March of the following year." Gan Zifeng whispered.

Looking back, we can see that these writings started from this time. In the following days, the old man's notes began to be completely filled with the "Sword Hidden" incident. Bai Tianqu continued to visit, and the only interspersed one or two was Zhang Meiqing's visit. Ask for advice.

The two of them carefully read page after page. Only when they devoted themselves wholeheartedly, they would unconsciously sort out their thoughts. Pei Ye could see that it was not a simple visit and discussion. Bai Tianqu was trying his best to persuade Looking at the old man, the atmosphere even began to get tense.

After their first meeting, the old man wrote with relaxed helplessness: "That formation is indeed a miracle, and the 'Sword Hidden' can be arranged neatly in it. But the essence is the same as the stack of seventeen sword scriptures. There is no difference between them - we all know that there is a certain common pattern in it. The important thing is that it is buried too deep. The "Sword Hidden" has been digging for two hundred years. "

"I'll go through the boxes tomorrow and tell Tianqu everything."

"The Xinpo pendant given by Tianqu seems very interesting. I'll study it when I have time."

This view lasted for five meetings. Pei Ye didn't know what kind of arguments occurred during these five meetings and how much effort Bo Tianqu had put in. In short, in the notes after the end of this meeting, the old man wrote very seriously. A long paragraph.

"'Make the array come alive'. 'The body of a living being is always self-consistent'."

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"But it still needs to be proven that people can realize that kind of spirituality. And it's not right. How can such a thing happen in the world? Who exactly do Tianqu know?"

Then there were face-to-face arguments again and again, and the old man's list of books to be cited began to appear in his notebook. During those days, it was visibly visible to the naked eye that he was fully involved in the conversation with Bai Tianqu.

"No." Chi Jianzong finally wrote again, with firm writing.

"It still doesn't work. No one can achieve this kind of realization in [Calling Sword Chapter], and it's still not a depth that humans can reach - in fact, I think that the 'integration' link cannot be completed in the human mind at all, 'one' One must first integrate them before one can feel them.”

"The Tianqu is walking crookedly." He wrote seriously.

There was a lot less writing and ink in the future, but it can still be seen from a few simple lines that it was not that Chi Jianzong no longer cared about this matter, but that he almost had no energy and mood to record it. The heavy depression was conveyed through the pen. come out.

"It's rare to see Tianqu get so angry with me, but I really can't agree with him."

“When people get older, they get sad easily.”

Suddenly a record about Zhang Meiqing was inserted in the middle, which seemed to be a moment of relief - "Meiqing asked me to design a bird for him. The relationship is so good, haha."

"I don't have time recently, so I'll draw again in ten days."

But just five days later, a piece of letter was tucked into the notebook.

From Baitianqu.

"Uncle Chi, the 'Kongtong Sword' in our dreams is like the real gold on the seabed. Although we know that it must exist, the light and darkness in the water are so dim that no one can touch it. Now, the landscape sword array is 'Sword Hidden' is an upward leap, and 'activity' is a clear manifestation of the landscape sword array. However, you still don't want to believe that it is already at a depth that can be touched by others.

I have thought about it for a long time and decided to tell you my most sincere thoughts here for the first and last time.

you are right.

It just changed from an unconnected mess into a hazy mass, and we still can't see it clearly.

But we have another chance to make it clearer and completely different.

No one agrees, but I want to tell you.

Because the rest of your life is for Jianzang, and so is mine.

Without words, please go to the cliff behind the Hanging Sky Curtain for a while tonight. "

Large tracts of tearing.

The thick and messy ink marks must have soaked several pages. I don't know what kind of news can make a Xuanmen lose his temper like this, but what is certain is that Bai Tianqu still failed to convince him.

After the final plan was revealed to him, the old man became more intensely rejecting and angry than ever before, but at the same time, he felt overwhelmed and panicked. He didn't know how to deal with it until the last note arrived.

"Then don't worry, Uncle Chi. Don't worry, we will do everything well."

There is still nearly half of the notebook in the future, but it is all blank.

Obviously, it was not that the old man lost this habit after that year, but that since then, the old man who needed to take notes all the time has been gone.

There was silence in the room for a long time, and Pei Ye suddenly felt cold and turned to the cabinet next to him filled with letters.

There was a button left. Zhang Meiqing asked Chi Jianzong to refine the weapon once. In order to show off to his wife that he had done it independently, he did it very quietly. This matter was also not spread among the public!

"Da Si Shan" who replaced Chi Jianzong should reveal his flaws when faced with Zhang Meiqing who came to mention the matter again!

Through oral communication between the old man and the younger man, the impostor would never know what Zhang Meiqing wants!

While staring, Pei Ye pulled out a short note from Zhang Meiqing.

It was a note of thanks, exactly ten days after the request was made, and three days after Bai Tianqu sent his last words.

"Uncle Chi's level is still so high! I'm really grateful - don't tell anyone else, I'll bring you something good next time!"

The amiable old man seemed to have not changed at all, and the man's joy was beyond words.

Even three years later, he didn't realize that the senior he admired had changed.