Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Several people in the Feng family never imagined that they would actually hear such a sentence.

In the past few years, the world has been chaotic, and Luohuashan City has been able to maintain such a lively scene in the chaotic world, all because of the protection of the Feng family.

Therefore, people in the mountain city always respect them when they see them.

When the demons see them, especially their Feng swords, they will always show a look of fear, and they will either start to fight or run away.

Today, this is the first time they have seen each other.

Seeing the word Feng, the demon was indifferent, and the first sentence he opened his mouth was not shouting and killing, but told them to do something.

What a hell!

The young woman was speechless, almost not knowing how to answer. She was stunned for a moment, and Xingmei said with round eyes: Where are you from crawling out of the filthy... man, you are so arrogant!

She could have been more vicious, but this demon inexplicably carried an air of nobility, and he really couldn't say anything too ugly to such a person.

But this does not prevent them from using swords——

As soon as the words of the demon threat fell, the seven or eight disciples of the Feng family drew out the long swords around their waists at the same time!

clang-

Just listening to a few golden calls, the sword energy of those long swords has turned into a sharp edge, coming straight to Wu Xingxue!

The next moment, I saw a shadowy figure—the sword energy passed through, but it didn't hit the demon, but went straight to the couch behind.

I only heard the sound of wooden pillars breaking one after another, and sawdust splashing around.

The shopkeeper at the table jumped in shock, hurriedly moved a few steps, and leaned towards the disciples of the Feng family for safety.

As soon as he finished moving, he heard a loud bang.

The originally good couch collapsed to the ground because all four pillars were cut off by the sword energy, becoming a pile of waste wood.

Everyone in the Feng family was shocked.

What about people?! They blurted out a question, and they actually heard the answer.

Are you looking for me?

The voice came from behind.

Everyone froze and turned back suddenly. I saw that the demon teleported into the crowd at some point.

He was standing behind an unfortunate disciple, pinching the disciple's wrist, forcing the opponent's sword inward, and the blade resting on the disciple's neck.

You— The disciple's expression was tense, his face was pale and blue, and the back of his hands were blue veins.

He tried his best to compete with the hand holding his wrist, but to no avail, he almost clenched his teeth.

Just listen to the demon's voice softly and slowly: Someone won't let me make too much noise, then I can only do this. In fact, it would be better to control the leader, but your leader is a girl. I'm like an apprentice, so I can't, so I have to apologise to you.

...

He said it very seriously, but the disciple almost vomited blood.

Hearing this in the ears of everyone has another meaning: I can cure any of you, it's just up to whoever is picked.

Several disciples were so provoked that their faces sank, and they wanted to raise their swords again. Hearing a muffled groan, the disciplined disciple, Jian Feng, got a little closer, pressing a shallow mark on his throat.

Don't move! The young woman shouted again.

Everyone clenched the hilt of the sword and dared not move.

The sword on the disciple's neck also stopped and did not press down any further.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then took a few small steps silently and moved back to the table.

The young woman stared at Jianfeng, and finally said after a while: When we entered the door, you said you were looking for someone?

right.

The young woman frowned and looked at Wu Xingxue with a puzzled face. After a while, his eyes moved to the shopkeeper, and he whispered: What's going on? Shouldn't it be the same as the previous disaster?

The shopkeeper looked bitter: It's the same.

The young woman glanced at Wu Xingxue again, and then looked at the shopkeeper: Who are you looking for? Those who disappeared shouldn't be—

The shopkeeper waved his hands again and again: Don't talk, don't talk! Immortal elders, let, let them find them.

The young woman was still a little dissatisfied, and turned her head to stare at Wu Xingxue: Since you are so capable, you can cure whoever you want, and it looks like we can't help you, then you...

Her eyes moved, and she seemed to have picked up some flaws, and said, Then why do you need to ask us to help? Just find someone, do it yourself. I think... Is it possible that it is because of restrictions on your body? Injury? Because it is already at the end of the battle, so you are bluffing us with your prestige?

They have encountered many bluffing demons, so the more they say it, the more reasonable they feel.

Several disciples clenched their swords again, trying to find the flaws in Wu Xingxue's body, but heard him say, That's not true.

The devil looked at them with dark eyes and said, Because I can only kill people, and I can't do anything else.

Everyone: ...

Wu Xingxue was telling the truth, but it was a threat to others. And the threat is clear, with his eyes, it really doesn't look like a bluff.

The shopkeeper winked wildly beside him, but the disciples of the Feng family were still deadlocked.

Seeing Wu Xingxue frowning and showing a hint of impatience, the young woman said, Okay, let's find it.

She took out a few paper talismans with the seal of the Feng family from her bosom, and she didn't bother to ask the shopkeeper for a red pen. She rubbed the sword with her finger and asked with blood beads, Who's the name of the person you're looking for?

When entering the store, the shopkeeper asked the visitors, and everyone was listed. He recalled the first names of the two visitors when they first entered the store, and was about to answer.

But he heard Wu Xingxue say, Xiao Fuxuan.

The shopkeeper closed his mouth: ?

The disciple of the Feng family opened his mouth: ???

The shop was silent.

After a while, the shopkeeper trembled: Huh?

He said again: It's not the name you reported when you entered the store... This name... Isn't this name from the Immortal Tiansu... This...

When he spoke softly, his expression was shocked.

That's actually quite normal. Anyone who heard that Tiansu Shangxian stayed in his inn for two nights would probably look like this.

But at a certain moment, there was a flash of other expression in his shock, and it was fleeting, as if it had never leaked out.

But Wu Xingxue saw it.

That's like... joy?

But it doesn't seem to be too happy. More like glazed beads that have been dusty for a long time, they suddenly lit up for a moment and gathered their spirits.

Wu Xingxue thought about it for a while, and felt that the eyes were a little familiar - just like the moment when Yi Wusheng grabbed his robe and said Save me to him when he was at Hua's house.

Could it be that this shopkeeper was also invaded by demons, and revealed his original soul the moment he heard Tian Su Shang Xian?

No, it's not like, besides, he doesn't have the slightest evil spirit in him.

what is that?

Wu Xingxue thought to himself.

He recalled what the shopkeeper had said before, and suddenly found a very subtle problem——

The shopkeeper said that after the scholar and the book boy had an accident in the store, he remembered the advice of the people in Xianmen, and felt that this inn was indeed a disaster, and every inch of the ground was strange. So much so that he was haunted by nightmares and could not sleep at night.

So he went to ask Xianmen for help.

This might sound like nothing at first, but now that I think about it, it's a little strange.

He has trouble sleeping and eating, and can't sleep at night. Why didn't he move the store to another place? He would rather keep a terrifying coffin in the store and keep a corpse who doesn't know if it will get out of control, but he never thought of changing the place.

Why?

Don't want to change? Still can't change it?

Is he reluctant to place this place? Or is it impossible to leave this place for some reason?

Wu Xingxue narrowed his eyes.

***

The shopkeeper just blinked and felt a cold wind swept across the back of his neck. Immediately afterwards, the blown-off blade reached his throat.

Wu Xingxue, who was still holding a disciple of the Feng family a moment ago, was behind him at this moment, as fast as a ghost.

He heard Wu Xingxue ask him in a low voice, I'm afraid of here, but I won't leave here... Are you guarding something?

This question is like making a hole in the envelope.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up again for a moment, and his whole body trembled, as if he had suddenly woken up from a long dream.

He shook his eyelids and opened his mouth, as if trying to say something, but pursed his lips and shook his head with difficulty. It was as if he wanted to say something, but was bound by something and couldn't say it, and even had to deny it, expressing the opposite.

This reaction was really weird, but it confirmed Wu Xingxue's guess.

He had heard the shopkeeper ramble, thinking that the other party was born to be talkative. Whether the little girl devoured her biological father, or the young master devoured the book boy, she could explain it in a few words, but the shopkeeper had to start with the jade essence is born in the backyard.

Thinking about it now, it was as if he was trying his best to speak within the limits of what he could say, trying to make the audience understand the hidden meaning behind it - this place is unusual, but I can't go.

Wu Xingxue asked again, Are you guarding something or a place?

Who told you to guard?

and also……

Will Xiao Fuxuan be there...

The shopkeeper tried his best to open his mouth again.

Perhaps in these years, he has rambled on the same words to many people, but the people who heard it were either panicked or apprehensive, and no one thought deeply.

Now, he finally met a person who asked this sentence, so he had to say one more sentence no matter what.

Just listen to the shopkeeper in a very hoarse voice, open his mouth with difficulty, and ask Wu Xingxue a sentence: Do you know...why this place is called...Luohuatai...

Wu Xingxue was stunned, and a sentence flashed in his mind:

You know why that place is called Luohuatai?

***

It was a long night in Xiandu.

Wu Xingxue, who was still King Ling, returned to sit in the spring breeze after finishing his errands, and sent two chattering little boys, bringing a pot of good jade glutinous rice, and turned over the high jade eaves of the Yao Palace.

There was white mist floating on the eaves, and he leaned against it with one leg, as if he was sitting on the edge of a floating cloud.

After drinking three glasses of wine, he felt a little languid and sleepy, so he lay down on his back on his elbows and covered the mask he often wore.

It didn't take long for him to hear Yuyan's movement, as if another person came up.

The footsteps came from the other end of the jade eaves and stopped beside him.

After a while, his mask was lifted a little. It didn't lift all the way, only a corner was lifted from the chin.

Then, Xiao Fuxuan's voice echoed in the night: You drank my wine.

The upper half of Wu Xingxue's face was still covered in the mask, he didn't bother to move, didn't open his eyes, he just replied softly and slowly: You're unreasonable, I have three pots of jade, two pots are My own, a pot came from you, how do you know which pot I drank.

Xiao Fuxuan replied, I can smell it.

The night wind in Xiandu swept people's ears

Duo itch, and the mask was a bit noisy, Wu Xingxue squinted.

He sat up, lifted the mask, and handed the jug to the person beside him: Give it back to you.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't answer, and said, Give me the whole pot next time.

Wu Xingxue glanced at him, and tapped the jade eaves with his fingers. The two little boys ran out of the house, stood under the eaves, raised their faces and shouted, Sir, what are your orders?

Wu Xingxue said to them: Bring me another pot of jade glutinous rice, and Tiansu will let me pay him back.

With their sleeves on their sleeves, the two little boys turned to look at Xiao Fuxuan, and they won the true legend of his family, and said, Dangtang Tiansu, so stingy.

Wu Xingxue smiled on his legs.

Xiao Fuxuan looked down at the two little ones, and said calmly, Be more aggressive, my south window will be evacuated.

...

The little boy was at a loss, couldn't answer, and ran away.

Wu Xingxue poured three cups for Xiao Fuxuan on the basis of the principle of returning half a pot.

After Xiao Fuxuan raised his head and finished drinking, he saw Wu Xingxue pointing at a place on earth under the immortal capital and saying, It seems that the lights are on at Luohuatai. Today is the third day of March?

Xiao Fuxuan: You mean the human calendar?

Wu Xingxue said, Well, it should be, that mountain city is open with lights on the third day of March, and it is very lively. I will visit it occasionally.

Xiao Fuxuan looked at the faintly visible lights under the guidance of the Spirit King. He had some impressions there. He had inadvertently entered the mountains, but it was not the season and he did not see the mountain market.

Wu Xingxue looked at it for a while and said, Do you know why that place is called Luohuatai?

Xiao Fuxuan turned to look at him: ...why?

Wu Xingxue said: There used to be a sacred tree there a long time ago, which was earlier than Lingtai. The place where it grows is full of jade essences. When the flowers fall, it stretches for twelve miles, so it is called Luohuatai. Now there are still some jade essences there. What remains.

Many immortals have heard a little about Shenmu, but they know very little. There are rumors that the Shenmu has the effect of resurrecting the dead, and there are rumors that it is false. The only constant rumor is that after the appearance of the Lingtai, the Shenmu ceased to exist, as if it had never appeared.

Later people often wondered why a place with few flowers and trees and later famous for its mountain city was called Luohuatai.

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at Wu Xingxue and asked, Then how did you know the origin of Luohuatai?

Wu Xingxue said, I was born there in the beginning.

***

Because of the shopkeeper's words, Wu Xingxue remembered something about Luohuatai, and then thought of the new jade spirit in the backyard of the shopkeeper's inn...

He suddenly knew what was guarding here, and also knew where Xiao Fuxuan was.

Maybe the sacred tree didn't really cease to exist, but for some reason, it was banned by the Heavenly Dao of Lingtai.

He didn't know how Xiao Fuxuan was admitted, only that if he wanted to go in now, he could only find the entrance to the forbidden area.

Wu Xingxue raised his eyes suddenly and asked the shopkeeper, Where is the crack in the stone that gave birth to the jade branch?

Since Jade Spirit follows Shenmu, then staring at the new Jade Branch can never go wrong.

The shopkeeper said dryly, In the courtyard.

The yard of this inn is also built on the mountain, divided into three levels, forming a half-packed circle around the entire inn.

On the first floor, a well was built and a pergola was built, surrounded by rocks. On the other two floors, some Dorje Dorje trees were planted, and there were rocks under the trees.

The huge yard is full of stones, slates, and stone cracks everywhere.

But he had to find the most accurate location. After all, if the forbidden place did not want to be noticed, the entrance would certainly not be large.

Wu Xingxue swept around and asked the shopkeeper, Which side of the stone crevice?

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and pointed to the left, Wu Xingxue glanced in the direction he was pointing, then turned his head neatly and left, walking in the opposite direction.

Shopkeeper: ...

Since it is a forbidden place, since the shopkeeper is restricted, he is not allowed to say anything. Then what he was referring to must be false.

This kind of fake place must be as far away from the real place as possible. Therefore, although the shopkeeper can't say it directly, Wu Xingxue can come up with a reason.

He walked some distance and asked the shopkeeper again.

This time, the shopkeeper paused for a moment and pointed to the southeast.

He thought that the other party would touch the northwest, but this time Wu Xingxue believed him again. Unbiased, he walked towards the southeast where he pointed.

Shopkeeper: ...

After several times, the shopkeeper was unable to do so, but Wu Xingxue handled it with precision and precision.

In the end, he stood on the edge of a very inconspicuous rock pile.

It's like the stones that are often peeled off from the wind and rain on the courtyard wall, piled in such a messy corner in the corners, unattended, so that they are covered with moss, and there are almost no gaps.

Wu Xingxue raised his hand and touched the cut-off wall, then turned to ask the disciples of the Feng family, Everyone, will you make a hole out of thin air? The one with less movement.

The disciples of the Feng family looked at each other in dismay, and they seemed to be in an absent-minded trance under the shock of Xiao Fuxuan, the one who disappeared.

Especially the girl in the lead. She held a few soul-seeking talismans in her hand, and before she had time to write down the name Xiao Fuxuan, it was no longer necessary to use it.

After listening to Wu Xingxue's question, she was stunned for a while before she reacted, and said, You can try it, but what if it doesn't work?

Wu Xingxue looked at them and said, Then I can only make the noise as loud as possible.

Simply opening and closing, and affecting the illusion to the point of collapse, those relatively hard and stable places should be the most strange.

The more Wu Xingxue thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, and he even had to do it.

At that moment, the night in Gao Miao of Luohuashan City suddenly thickened with clouds, lightning flashed and thunder, and even the half-collapsed courtyard wall began to vibrate violently, like a tooth that could not control the trembling when it was extremely cold.

Wu Xingxue's fingers as pale as ice have already curled up.

He was so full of energy that he was about to rush out when he felt a hand stretch out from the mountain fog and hold him.

He said startled: Xiao Fuxuan?

The next moment, he flexed his tense fingers and relaxed.

A thick fog hit his face - he was pulled into the forbidden area by that hand.