Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Chapter 31

Rong Tingfang was as light as a swallow, shuttled between the water and rocks in the corridor.People in the Bai family are now either eating in the front hall, or dealing with the inexplicable thunder that fell from the sky in the backyard, but there is no one around here right now.He looked at the scenery here very leisurely. The big red lantern was hung at the door, with two thick red couplets pasted on it, and the candles inside were brightly lit.Rong Tingfang had already passed by, but because of the color that was too bright in the dark night, she stepped back to take a look.

There was no one inside, he paused, hesitated for a moment, and dodged in.

The layout is like a study room, with a bright and elegant style, but its luxury is not comparable to Helanxuan.Rong Tingfang wandered around the room, touched all the bottles and cans, put the valuable ones aside, and put the worthless ones back in their original place.As his eyes wandered, he was attracted by a painting on the wall.

"..." Rong Tingfang put down the big vase he was playing with, and walked over.

The veil woven by the sharks brushed over his body, and the big phoenix birds on the wall were colorful.The Bai family raises cranes, so it is not surprising to offer a phoenix.However, this phoenix bird is somewhat familiar, Rong Tingfang seems to have seen it somewhere.

He carefully looked at it with his hands behind his back, and found some impressions.Fu Huairen's Helanxuan also has such a painting, it is also a bird, although the scene is different, Rong Tingfang always feels that it is the same bird, even the bright part of the tail is the same.

——Could it be the same person?

Most people in the world regard the phoenix as a god, bringing open fire to the world, so they are often enshrined.But in Rong Tingfang's view, the so-called divine bird is just a two-clawed bird with sharp claws and sharp beak, which is no different from their ceratopsian clan.However, the painter's skills seem to be excellent, the big bird in the painting is so lifelike that it almost seems to stand out from the paper.

She thought she didn't care, but Rong Tingfang's body was very honest. While looking at it, one hand was already on top, caressing the body of the big phoenix bird.In fact, he should not love birds, but somehow he couldn't move his eyes and hands away.The rushing red was like the blood flowing in the body, and also like a fire that could not be extinguished by the rain for days and nights.

Just when Rong Tingfang's eyes were clouded, there was a sudden loud noise outside, which woke him up from his thoughts.

Rong Tingfang's eyes cleared instantly, and finally touched the big bird in the painting, turned around and left.Now is not the time to be obsessed with an interracial bird whose keel is not yet known where.Having not touched it for so many years, Rong Tingfang almost couldn't wait to integrate it into his body.He tentatively groaned, and there was a faint echo in this small square world.The closer to the location of the keel, the more obvious the moiré between the foreheads.

The Bai family is a quiet place, where it coexists with living creatures, and usually does not set up too many traps, so as not to hurt innocent spirit birds.Only this place is heavily formed.If it weren't for Bai Shiwei himself to be here, the others wouldn't be able to move forward at all.Rong Tingfang finally arrived here.He stared at the dark room, tentatively threw a stone, the air rippled, and the stone immediately shattered to pieces.

"..."

If it was his hand that passed it, I'm afraid it would be gone.

Rong Tingfang bit her lip, not intending to make a joke of her own life.But I have come here, but I can't get the things right in front of me, which makes people feel unwilling.Before he could think of a way, he suddenly heard footsteps.At this point in time, who will come.Could it be that Bai Shiwei had already found out that he was not there, so he came here specially to arrest him?

There is nowhere to hide here, Rong Tingfang glanced left and right, and caught sight of the towering sycamore tree next to it, the crown of which can cover two tile-roofed houses.Seeing that the approaching person was approaching, he soared into the sky, perched among the branches, and lay down on it, blending with the moonlight.

As soon as he left, the man behind him arrived.Rong Tingfang quietly looked down.

This person is not Bai Shiwei, but a person wearing a cloak and a hood.When he took off his hat, revealing his slightly curly hair and pale face, whoever it was, Li Jiang.Rong Tingfang looked at Yi Le, it was really strange, if he didn't come, he wouldn't come, if he wanted to come, he would come.This time sideways with him, he thoroughly touched people whom he hadn't met in the past.

What did Li Jiang do here? He was originally for the soul-suppressing bowl.The soul-suppressing bowl can suppress everything in the world, even a dead soul can still linger for a while in the soul-suppressing bowl, so as to find a chance of life.In the past, it was difficult for ordinary people to go to Waxing because it was like a boundless place, and they would always get lost halfway.But there is a soul-suppressing bowl holding a boat or a sword to guide people, and it will be much smoother.

It's a pity that after Fu Huairen took the soul-suppressing bowl, the bastard called Bai's family took it.Li Jiang stared at this thing for a long time, and chased it all the way here, what he wanted was to take it for use.Right now, although there is no one here, there is a strict formation.It seems that this is the place.

He took a step forward.

Rong Tingfang's heart skipped a beat, and even the leaves could be parted.

This formation is very domineering, even he can't solve it, could it be that Li Jiang is not afraid, so he doesn't have to just go straight in if he tries it?

In the backyard, Bai Shi slightly stroked his beard, leaned slightly to look at his unconscious grandson on the ground.

"how is he?"

"The pulse is weak, it looks like the injury is serious."

Just as he was asking like this, and was about to move the person into the room, Bai Zihe, who had been lying unconscious all this time, suddenly opened his eyes.Everyone was startled, and before they could react, they saw Bai Zihe turn around and fly away into the air under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white figure quickly disappeared into the night.Only Bai Shiwei was left with a frantically shaking beard. He didn't point to the trembling beard, but his hands trembled too.

"Seriously injured?" He said seriously, "You call this serious injury! What are you doing in a daze, chase him back!"

Naturally Rong Tingfang didn't know about this, he was staring at Li Jiang with breathless concentration.

Just before Li Jiang was about to step into this formation, suddenly a golden light struck like a thunderbolt, and with a bang, the formation exploded with a loud bang.In the blink of an eye, a person stood on the roof with his eyes like torches and his voice like thunder.When he yelled, Li Jiang's scalp was numb from the yelling, and his anger went straight to Tianlinggai.

"Li Jiang, it really is you!"

Xiao Sheng!

If will-o'-the-wisps can burn people, Li Jiang is willing to throw Xiao Sheng into the molten lake of the demon world to take a bath at all costs!His heart was on fire, and a blue flame burst out of his palm.Rong Tingfang's eyelids twitched when he saw the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp.This is an authentic demon world skill, and it needs a pure Yin demon body to master it.Even Rong Tingfang couldn't learn it, unexpectedly Li Jiang learned it secretly.

How could Xiao Sheng not recognize this faint blue flame.He frowned, and the long whip had already started. "Li Jiang, you dare to learn Netherfire. It seems that you really exiled yourself, and you will never change your nature!"

Li Jiang sneered, and suddenly attacked Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng whipped him down, and he took advantage of the situation to dodge.The long whip was like a snake shadow, entangled in the body, and just hit the formation.There was a bang from the formation, and the surrounding air seemed to be bombarded, and the space was distorted, and it took a while.He intentionally asked Xiao Sheng to fight on the battlefield, leaving a space for himself, all he wanted was to take advantage of it.

As he expected, although this formation is strong, it cannot withstand his ghost fire and Xiao Sheng's scattered soul whip soaked in weak water.After attacking with dozens of moves in a row, the formation broke through with a bang, Li Jiang's eyes lit up, and Xiao Sheng didn't care about it at this moment, he turned around and flew towards the house.He kicked open the door, and a keel suspended in the air fell into his eyes.

Not a soul suppressing bowl?

Li Jiang didn't think much, Xiao Sheng had already pursued him.He also saw the keel.But unlike Li Jiang, Xiao Sheng knew what it was.So Bai Shiwei hid things here?He couldn't help blurting out: "The devil's?"

As soon as the words come out.

Li Jiang and Xiao Sheng looked at each other, and they saw it clearly from their eyes, and they wanted to grab it at the same time.But suddenly there is a feeling of familiarity.In the Yinyue flowing water, a white figure abruptly inserted between the two of them, moved along the keel at an extremely fast speed, opened and closed, fell into the box in his hand, and spun out.

Li and Xiao chased after them without thinking, no wonder this feeling is so familiar and annoying.Sure enough, it was him.Before robbing people, now robbing things.Is this person fighting with them?

With the oriole behind, Rong Tingfang smiled recklessly.The purple-gold wooden box in his hand contained a decades-old bird feather that was spotless, and now the keel used to hold him was just right, and it was not stained at all.

"Thank you for your help, I will report it in the future."

Unceremoniously, he returned what Li Jiang said that day, which made Li Jiang's eyebrows twitch.

However, just when Rong Tingfang was about to leave, he felt dizzy for a while, and he suddenly felt bad.

How could Bai Shiwei only set up a defensive formation? Now that they have broken through and taken things, it seems that they have used a second formation.This kind of dizziness is like the sky and the earth are shaking, and I can't stand still.It's not just Rong Tingfang who is like this, trying to look, Xiao Sheng and Li Jiang are also holding the door frame.However, in the midst of a whirlwind, the ground became stable again.

Rong Tingfang stood firm and stared, the courtyard is still the courtyard here, and the night is also the night, but Xiao Sheng and Li Jiang are gone.The night here is eerie, and the silence is frightening.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps, Rong Tingfang quickly dodged and hid behind a tree, and wanted to perform the exercises, but then she realized that her whole body's skills were being restrained, and it was very difficult to even lift a step, and she couldn't move forward.

While Rong Tingfang was watching calmly, he suddenly heard a person behind him say: "I told Zihe to go there earlier and set up a net. Don't worry, the ghost clan hates him deeply. Today I have a chance to seek revenge, so I will naturally not let it go." They have voluntarily thrown themselves into the Valley of Purgatory, turning them into flames of resentment and casting them into demon swords. When the time comes, they will kill the demon head with one blow, take his heart and offer it to the broken spirit stone. Presumably the danger of Waxing solution, the world will finally be peaceful."

Is this voice Bai Shiwei?Rong Tingfang narrowed his eyes, and with five fingers, a looming whip appeared in his hand.How could Bai Shiwei be here, and what did he mean.He was about to grab the old man's collar to ask a question, but at this moment, a voice that was familiar to his bones was like thunder, and Rong Tingfang froze in the moment.

"Okay. I will ask him to go to Wahang in the future. You can do it alone, and don't let others know."

What a familiar tone, it is unforgettable in people's bones.

Rong Tingfang suddenly turned her head while holding the box.

Yes.

That gaze, which is more penetrating than Lie Lie Yan (raging flames), looks like raging flames.Others see it as elegant and elegant as a lotus face, but it once withered like curly leaves and remnants of lotus.There is also the mole at the corner of the eye that seems to be talking, reflecting the casual style at the end of the eye.

Isn't this the real Yu Qiuyuan?

Yu Qiuyuan didn't seem to see Rong Tingfang, he just started his hands confidently, he stood in front of the tree, and Rong Tingfang was behind the tree.On the sycamore wood, there are complicated small white flowers, which are finely broken, and will flutter down when the wind blows.

"Of course I understand this. It's about the common people in the world, so how can I miss it. Thank you, the real person, for thinking carefully for us, and only you can compete with him." Bai Shi smiled slightly, "The demon dragon should have stayed in peace and contentment. It's ridiculous to want to fight against the sky in the deep pool. The monsters are so impetuous, it seems that the punishment from the sky back then was not enough."

These words are like poisonous thorns stirring up the blood in a person's lungs.Rong Tingfang's forehead burst out with blue veins.He suddenly clenched the keel whip.

In the quiet night, the golden dragon energy exploded, and there was a bang.A person rose up behind the plane tree.

His figure is like a cloud like lightning, silver lines on his forehead are like thunder, and his pupils are almost transparent.Sweeping across the Kowloon Tsunami Sea with a whip, the trees are full of broken flowers.The flowers are scattered, the moon is full, and people are not there. It is obviously spring, but it seems like snow has fallen.But Master Zhangshan's clothes are like flowing clouds, scattered with a whip, but brushed between Rong Tingfang's fingers, illusory, like a flash in the pan, and then reunited again——

is fake?

The Illusion Between Heaven and Earth is the most complicated art arrangement, its mechanism is unpredictable, and it also conforms to the mind of the people in the environment and the meaning of the world, so it is difficult to escape if it hits—especially the highest one of the Illusion, "Basara".

The name Basara was taken from one person and one family in ancient times.

Since ancient times, there has been a brassaramon. At that time, except for the ancient great immortal, the creatures on the earth have not yet separated, and the heaven and the earth have only one name, which is Chaos.All the monster clans that can be named in the world live together, and the place where they live is called Yunmeng Fanjin.

A demon is born with no likes and dislikes, just like a blank sheet of paper, just as the world needs a teacher, so does a demon.Basara is responsible for teaching these creatures, guiding them to absorb the aura of heaven and earth for their own cultivation, and teaching them what is good and what is evil, and what is the right way in the world.

Basara is a very kind person, best at magic tricks, and good at weaving beautiful dreams.Yunmeng Fanjin is like a fairyland under his hands, and it is indeed a fairyland.Those young dragons and birds under his command were too immature, they were just a mass of aura, they collided with each other and quarreled when they were playing, and Basara comforted them one by one, weaving a ball of sweet dreams for them.

There are flowers and water in the dream, which is peaceful.

But the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, and the aura is chaotic as one, and will eventually be separated.There is no perfect good, nor perfect evil.One day, the Immortal Realm couldn't see that Basara was setting up his own sect underneath, and asked him to come back.Basara himself is also a demon, but he is just a cloud of demon energy, without form.When the destiny was called back, Basara couldn't resist. Before he left, he called the eldest disciple and told him to guard Yunmeng Fanjin carefully, and he would come back as soon as he went.It hasn't been long since the eldest disciple took shape, and his brain is still not bright enough, so he responds vaguely.

Since then there is no return date.

Everyone only knows that there was a fire in the sky, and the broken stones with the flames fell from the sky, some fell on the ground, and some fell in the lake, even the place Yunmeng Fanjing could not be avoided.The demon spirits screamed and fled everywhere, absorbing spiritual energy everywhere in order to save their lives.Good or bad, as long as you can survive, you can use it for yourself.

Yunmeng Fanjing was annihilated in the flames, and there was no more sweet dreams.

And for many years to come, there was a wild fire between heaven and earth, and an abyss of greatness was also born.The escaped demon spirits held each other together, and the birds and beasts lived in one place after taking shape.The clear is clear, and the turbid is turbid.Those who absorbed too much resentment in order to survive back then became demons over time.Almost the one in the middle has become a demon.Therefore, there is an order in the way of heaven, demons must be punished, demons have bad intentions, those who submit will be ministers, and those who disobey will be punished.

But Basara's eldest disciple finally failed to wait for the teacher's return, and disappeared into the lower realm with the scroll he left behind in disappointment.

Basara, who did not return as promised by his disciples, has become the meaning of "dreamland that cannot return".

Even Rong Tingfang had never used this illusion.

Firstly, he didn't know how to do it, and secondly, this technique has been extinct for a long time, so he never thought of appearing in Wanhe Villa.But Rong Tingfang knew this technique.When he was young, he lived in a secluded pool, and because he couldn't go out, he read books in Shuzu's study all the year round.I saw this technique on the silk cloth there.Those who are in the midasara will experience their most feared things for a long time in the most beautiful place.

Until the dead.

--Wait a minute.

Rong Tingfang turned the book back to that page and read the annotations in his mind.

"..." Then he looked at Yu Qiuyuan, who was repeatedly rewinding and replaying in the illusion.

Basara is blind, where is the beauty?

The author has something to say: Shuzu: The key point of the painting, the most beautiful 'place' is not the people.

Thank you for failing the exam.