MTL - Estranged-Chapter 144 It's Yun Weisi!
Jiang Li's image has already overturned all their previous perceptions.
This Wanjian Xianzong patriarch is enthusiastic and generous, sometimes even appears indecisive, and is easily taken advantage of by others, stepping into a trap that will never be restored.
But he will never be so stupid as to single-handedly provoke the real Luomei, or even kill people in public.
Such a blatant act of giving someone a handle can only explain one thing, Jiang Li was caught by Luo Mei, and Jiang Li knew his purpose.
Colluding with demons is tantamount to ruining one's future. For a suzerain who is the leader of Taoism, his reputation, status and identity will be destroyed in an instant, leaving no room for it.
Luo Mei was about to give up on this disciple completely.
Does this mean that Luomei extracted a confession through torture and learned of their plan from Jiangli, so she is fully prepared? What happened to Yun Weisi and the others now?
Jiufang Changming discovered that they were still not sure of winning the next round. Luomei was not only strong in cultivation, but he was born with the sharp sword of Wanjian Xianzong, invincible and flat.
In front of Luomei, they are doomed to be insignificant.
He even had a premonition that if he failed again this time, the world would run wild and run wild, irreversible. They could not go back to the past, let alone change it again. See.
Sailing against the current, if they do not advance, they will retreat. They have no way out and can only fight with their backs.
Chi Bijiang, Jiang Li, one more person has fallen.
Now only him, Yun Weisi, and Yao Wangnian are left.
While Jiufang Changming was thinking, the disciple saw that no one came again, and he was a little bored after standing for a long time, so he chatted with Li Muxing and the others, and vividly talked about the situation half a day ago.
"I wasn't there at the time, but my senior brother was there. He said that there was a person who came here alone, out of his wits, and he was very eye-catching. My senior brother asked about his identity, and he said he was the Sect Master Jiang of the Wanjian Immortal Sect. Naturally, the senior brother didn't believe it. , because at that time, Master Luomei had already arrived one step earlier with his disciples, and was chatting and laughing with all the real people inside. The senior brother was afraid that someone would fake it, so he hurried in to ask for instructions. After hearing the news, Master Luomei brought people out in person. Who knows when they arrived , that person has already started the killing ring, many people did not have time to prepare for the disaster, many people were killed and injured on the spot, it was the real Luomei who shot in time to restrain him."
Li Muxing couldn't help but asked, "Is that person the real Sect Master Jiang?"
"Brother didn't believe it at first, but when they fought against each other, they all used the same sword art and spells. Master Luomei also told him, I thought you would go astray and find your way back, but you didn't know how to repent. No matter how wrong you are, if you don’t kill your relatives today, I’ll feel sorry for those fellow Taoists who were injured by you.” The disciple of the villa said with fascination, “At that time, Reverend Luomei’s two sword lights broke through the opponent’s defense respectively, and shot Jiang Li’s left and right pipa bones Wearing nails, resolute and decisive, everyone who sees it will be amazed..."
Li Muxing interrupted his eloquence: "What happened next?"
The disciple resentfully said: "Later, Jiang Li was restrained and taken away. It is said that Master Luomei will wait for the end of the Qianlin Association before taking him back."
Thinking about it, he didn't know that much. What happened after Jiang Li was no longer something that he could find out with his status and authority.
The door guard disciple checked their name cards, put them in, and asked another disciple to lead them to the guest room to stay.
Zhengrong Mountain Villa is formed by gossip. The second floor of Qiankun is where the disciples of the sect are located, and it is not open to the public. The Xun Tower where Li Muxing and the others went is specially for foreigners, but there are also three, six or nine grades among the foreigners. When honored guests such as Sword Immortal Sect, Shenxiao Immortal Mansion, and Qingyun Monastery come, they will naturally live in Zhenlou. Only unknown guests like Li Muxing and Changming will be assigned to Xunlou.
Even so, the Xun Tower is spacious enough. In the middle is a square built in the shape of Taiji Liangyi, surrounded by several three-story bamboo buildings on both sides, surrounded by bamboo forests, and paved with stones. It is clean and tidy, and it is a bit of a hermit Yat.
Even ordinary guest rooms are naturally much more comfortable than the inns they stayed on the road. Four people live in four rooms, and the wing rooms are connected together to take care of each other.
Lin Wenyu looked around, subconsciously showing the freshness of new arrivals. Although the twelfth floor of Baiyujing sounds magnificent, the scale of the sect is far less than that of Zhengrong Villa. Otherwise, Lin Wenyu and Xia Zheng brothers would have been invited to live in Zhenlou. Since they entered Zhengrong Mountain Villa, what they saw and heard was enough to open Lin Wenyu's eyes. For example, the rainbow across the sky was originally caused by magic, and occasionally golden light fell down, sprinkled a warm feeling on the body, Lin Wenyu was very moved Novelty, I couldn't help stretching out my hand to catch the golden light, but I heard Jiufang Changming said: "That's someone blessed the art of rejuvenation in the rainbow, and the warm light falling on the body has the effect of strengthening qi in the dantian."
Although it has no effect on the monks, it can neither heal the wounds nor improve the cultivation base, at best it can refresh the mind, but the wealth and grandeur of the Zhengrong Villa can be seen.
Lin Wenyu couldn't help but marvel: "Then Wanjian Xianzong and Shenxiao Xianfu, do they also have such things?"
Li Muxing and Xia Zheng had never been there, so naturally they couldn't answer the question, only Chang Ming could answer him.
"Wanjian Immortal Sect has Ice Bridge, and Shenxiao Immortal Mansion has Danfeng Chaoyang. They are similar, but they are both more ornamental than practical."
Li Muxing: "Sun Daoyou has been there?"
Jiufang Changming smiled: "I heard from my uncle that he has been there before."
Although he really wanted to know about Jiang Li's situation, he didn't show anything on his face. Like everyone else, he wandered around full of curiosity.
Although Xia Zheng was worried about the safety of his juniors and sisters, he was still a fledgling young man who was determined to become famous. Following the questions and answers between his juniors and Jiufang Changming, he temporarily put aside his worries and chatted with them about Zhengrong Villa.
"I don't know what opponent we will draw at the Qianlin meeting tomorrow. I am afraid that there will be someone out there, and there will be a sky outside the sky. I will be screened out in the first round, and I will have no face to face the elders of the master."
"Xia Daoyou's words are wrong. A real man is in the rivers and lakes. He was born at the right time. If he can participate in such a scene, he can fight a battle quickly. Even if he loses, his skills are not as good as others. Go back and practice for two or three years. Ability to overwhelm other heroes, thriving.”
Xia Zheng was invigorated by what he said: "Your Sun Daoyou is right, I am the one who is on the edge of a corner, no wonder Sun Daoyou can come here on behalf of the teacher, the cultivation of mental state is much higher than mine, I am ashamed!"
When the three of them were talking, there were many monks coming and going all around. Some of them met each other and announced their family names to each other and exchanged a few words of pleasantries.
When everyone returned to their rooms, before Chang Ming sat down, there was a knock on the door.
"Li Daoyou, please come in."
People from outside pushed the door in, and it was indeed Li Muxing.
"Young Daoist Sun can still distinguish people by hearing their steps?" She was a little surprised.
"No, just now Li Daoyou was reticent and worried. He never participated in our chat. He must have something on his mind, and he came here so quickly. I just thought it was you."
"Sun Daoyou is indeed a hero among people, and he knows what he knows." Li Muxing flattered a few words, and then said, "I am just a fledgling, and I do have a lot of puzzles about the various sects in the world. Sun Daoyou is much more knowledgeable than me, so I came here to ask for advice. .”
"Li Daoyou, please tell me."
"The name of the Wanjian Immortal Sect has been mentioned by the master many times when I was in the master's school. If I remember correctly, Master Luomei has been in seclusion for a long time, and the sect is in charge of the sect. I don't want to pry into inside information that is not humane, but fellow Daoist Sun sees that there won't be any changes in the Qianlin meeting tomorrow, right?"
It has to be said that Li Muxing is a very keen person, even if he doesn't know anything, he has already noticed the subtleties.
The master-student rebellion caused Qianlinhui to come, this matter is not a trivial matter, and it also involves demons, once there is a disturbance, it is likely to be an earth-shattering change, so Li Muxing is worried that it will harm himself.
She came to discuss with Jiufang Changming, not only because she had a good impression of Changming, but also because she felt that he was far more mature and insightful than Xia Zheng and others.
"You don't have to worry Li Daoyou. There will be more masters and masters in Qianlin. Even if something unpredictable happens, if the sky falls, there will be a tall person to support you. You just need to stay away and don't come forward."
It was impossible for Jiufang Changming to tell her the truth, and Li Muxing would not believe it if he told her.
With the double intuition of a woman and a monk, Li Muxing always feels that something will happen tomorrow, and it is very likely that something big will happen, but she can't say what it is, and the uneasy shadow lingers and lingers, which always prevents her from fully realizing it. relieved.
"I hope so. Tomorrow Yinshi will go to the dry building to draw lots. Don't forget, Sun Daoyou, many people who went late have already drawn lots. The remaining ones who came late are probably masters."
"Thank you Daoyou Li for reminding me, I will go there with you at Yinshi tomorrow."
"It's so good. In fact, seeing Daoyou Sun make a move today, I just know how someone out there said that this year's Qianlin meeting may not have the chance to come out, but Daoyou Sun is hiding everything. I wish you to show your talents tomorrow and go straight to the blue sky. "
Li Muxing also asked some questions about Taoism. The masters of the Changming generation came at their fingertips, not to mention the Dharma, even Buddhism and magic. Feeling very enlightened, and even more afraid to be presumptuous towards Chang Ming.
In her opinion, this doesn't look like a novice, he is comparable to her master, but even Li Muxing's master doesn't know as much as this fellow Daoist Sun in front of him.
Even if the disciples of Jinque Taoist Palace are like this, how can those monks from the famous sect of Wanjian Xianzong be well-informed and profound?
Unknowingly, Li Muxing's standard for the disciples of famous families has been greatly improved because of Jiufang Changming.
As the sky was getting darker, the disciples of the villa brought over dinner. Everyone had four dishes and one soup. It was up to them to use it or not, but it was rich in color and taste, no worse than that prepared by the master chef of the restaurant in the capital.
No matter how much Li Muxing wanted to catch Jiufang Changming to ask for advice, he couldn’t hold on to it all the time. When he saw the other party holding up the teacup, he got up wisely and said goodbye with regret. When she left, Changming waved his sleeves and set up a restraining formation outside the room , to prevent outsiders from breaking in.
After all, this is Luomei's territory, even if he changed his appearance to restrain his aura, he would not dare to ignore it in the slightest.
After finishing the arrangement, Jiufang Changming went to meditate on the couch, and soon entered the state of meditation.
His mind was getting farther and farther away, and he seemed to be walking on a narrow and dark road, surrounded by thorns and thorns protruding from his feet, ignoring his body's spiritual power to cut through his ankle, which was extremely painful.
The blood gurgled out from the wound and seeped into the thorns. The thorns saw the blood growing wildly, and quickly wrapped him up. The **** smell filled the nasal cavity, suffocating heavily, but he felt the thorns had a familiar smell, and he subconsciously didn't want to push them away. The other party embraces himself.
Cut through the clothes and get close to the skin, the pain is mixed with subtle pleasure.
Unconsciously, he was breathing heavily, struggling weakly, and completely reduced to a puppet of thorns.
From the neck down, he was firmly restrained, his thin lips were slightly parted, and the smell of blood spread, silently, trapping him in a soft cocoon, which slowly tightened.
this is not right...
what's wrong...
Why was he able to break through the restriction of the formation he set up, so that he didn't notice it at all, and he couldn't even arouse the slightest desire to resist...
He barely opened Shen Shen's eyelids, his eyes suddenly went dark, and all the thorns turned into a pair of arms hugging him tightly, which made Jiufang Changming wake up.
It's Yun Weisi!
Only he can break through his own restriction, because the two minds are essentially the same.
Why did Yun Weisi, who was supposed to sneak into Zhengrong Villa secretly with Yao Wangnian, appear here? !
Chang Ming immediately smelled the smell of blood, which shows that the dream is not just a fiction.
"You are hurt?"
