Yun Wan's voice was neither soft nor heavy falling in the wind, Xie Tingyun was silent for a long time, before speaking after a while: "Naturally similar." He said, "That is a strand of soul that I once discarded."
Three hundred years ago, Xie Tingyun proved the way with a sword, and for this, he drew a wisp of his soul.
This soul is not clean, but an evil soul. With this soul in Xie Tingyun's body, he couldn't comprehend the sword intent, and could only fall into the chaotic way, so he was rejected by Taoist Qingxu.
Xie Tingyun, who was only seventeen years old at that time, was at the time when he was proud and arrogant, and because he had an agreement, he was unwilling to do so, so he knelt down on Buzhou Mountain for thirty days. After a long time and his body still growing, Xie Tingyun knelt down and ate all the spiritual fruits and spiritual stones in a radius of a hundred miles. His sincerity moved the heavens, and Daoist Qingxu finally decided to meet him.
If you want to climb the immortal road and seek the way of the sword, you must pick out the evil soul. But this method is dangerous, if the soul pumping is not clean, or if you can't bear the pain of soul pumping, you will become a fool at the slightest, and die at the worst.
Xie Tingyun finally persuaded Taoist Master Qingxu to forcibly smoke this evil soul.
Unexpectedly, going around and around, the evil soul that he had abandoned was reincarnated into the world, became a general, and had his own life.
Daoist Qingxu always said that those who have evil souls are destined to fall into the evil way.
But through Shen Tuwei's eyebrows, Xie Tingyun saw the youthful arrogance and unyielding iron bones, which was fortunate; unfortunately, his fate was destined to experience betrayal and homelessness.
Yun Wan vaguely guessed that the two of them were involved, but she didn't expect it to be this kind of connection, her breathing froze and she became speechless.
He quickly walked out of the memories of the past and looked over gently, "It's okay. He's reincarnated now, and it doesn't have much to do with me." If we talk about contact, there is only the same skin.
Yun Wan came back to her senses for a while, and couldn't help casting her eyes in the direction of Shen Tuwei, and asked in a low voice, "Then...do you want to meet him?"
What did Shen Tuwei say...it also fell from him, so it would be a pity if he didn't see one side?
Xie Tingyun refused without thinking, "Not for now."
The purpose of this trip was Mo Hua, Xie Tingyun didn't want to cause trouble for himself.
but…
After all, Shen Tuwei was transformed from his evil soul, his physical body and soul are extraordinary, what if Mo Hua came to the world not to avoid being hunted down, but to take someone's body?
Or... Shen Tuwei was the one Mo Hua was eyeing.
That being the case, Xie Tingyun couldn't keep him.
He quietly hid his thoughts, raised his hand and put a silver mask on his face, and said to Yun Wan: "Let's go, take a look."
Yun Wan nodded, and Pidianpidian followed beside him.
Rabbit blackened.
A bunch of small bonfires were lit in the forest, fearing that the guards would enter Yangqing Town again, and the rest of them stayed here for the time being.
The two of them bypassed the resting people, held their breath and came outside the cave.
A small oil lamp was burning inside. A young man in his early twenties with a bandage around his waist whimpered softly because of the unbearable pain. Shen Tuwei knelt beside Sang Qi, his side face was half hidden by the withered oil lamp, his expression looked extremely serene.
"Master, Lord General."
Sang Qi woke up from the pain, and the moment he woke up, he choked up and called his name.
"I...I didn't protect Mr. Wei well. They, they threatened the people, and Mr. Wei had to go with them."
Speaking of sad, Sang Qi cried bitterly.
Today's Yihuang is inaction, and half of the tiger charms in his hands fall into the hands of his uncle, Tan Jiuxiang, who is also the commander-in-chief of the imperial city at that time. Before Shentu's family had an accident, several legions held each other in check. Even if Tan Jiuxiang was at odds with Shentu's family, he did not dare to openly provoke them.
Now most of Shentu's family are imprisoned in the Judiciary. Tan Jiuxiang forcibly took back most of the tiger charms for the crime of "treason". Now there is only an elite soldier of only 5,000 people left in Shentuwei's hands. family's private army.
The emperor was obviously afraid, otherwise he wouldn't have been so deliberate and tried his best to force him out.
Shentu clasped his fingers desperately, and the thoughts condensed in his mind gradually took root.
"It's all because the subordinates are useless, please, please punish the general."
Sang Qi struggled to get up, put his hands on the ground, and gave him a heavy knock on the head.
Before Shen Tuwei was caught, he concluded that the guards would attack Mr. Wei, so he was sent to protect him. Unexpectedly...unexpectedly, the news would spread so quickly.
Sang Qi's teeth chattered, but the wound that had been simply bandaged was torn apart again.
Shen Tuwei stretched out his hand to help him up, restraining his emotions forbearance: "I will find a way, you don't need to blame yourself, just lie down and rest."
Sang Qi was ashamed of him, wiped away his tears, and lay back on the haystack again.
Shen Tuwei had already got up and walked out, the two of them flew away and did not attract his attention.
**
Yun Wan and Xie Tingyun did not continue to stay in the forest and returned to Yangqing Town.
Liu Miaomiao randomly dominated a courtyard, set up a barrier to prevent outsiders from intruding, and then sat on the ground and fiddled with the compass.
Chu Lin didn't know when he came back, and was quietly staying in the corner. When he saw Yun Wan and Xie Tingyun entering the door, he gave him a faint look, and closed his eyes again, with an indifferent attitude.
Yun Wan ignored Chu Lin, and ran to Liu Miaomiao's side, "Senior Sister, is there any news about the remnant soul?"
The silver needle on the compass has always stayed in its original position, and it has not moved at all since it arrived in the human world.
Yun Wan thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered what Shen Tuwei had said before.
The old emperor was also a good emperor who took care of everything and was considerate of the people. After waking up from illness, his temperament suddenly changed.
She couldn't help guessing: "You said... Did Mo Hua hide in someone's body?"
Liu Miaomiao denied it categorically: "Mo Hua is a demonic soul, and a mortal body cannot bear it at all." Even the Ninth Five-Year Venerable, it is difficult to control that strand of evil soul.
Liu Miaomiao doubted that the so-called Asking Immortal Terrace was more suspicious than hiding in a human body. If someone with a heart used it as a formation for accumulating souls, it would not be impossible for Mo Hua to hide in it to cultivate.
She took a deep breath and closed the compass, "It's not surprising. It's just a ray of remnant soul. It's hard to condense the spiritual power. It's normal if the compass can't sense it. We will leave for the palace tomorrow to see if it is as my junior sister said. He hid inside."
The battle with the guardian beast left several people seriously injured, and crossing the barrier consumed a lot of spiritual power, so they deserve a night of recuperation.
Liu Miaomiao and Yun Wan slept in the main wing, while Xie Tingyun and Chu Lin kept watch outside.
Except for a few townspeople who were patrolling, the rest of the people continued to hide in the forest and did not dare to come out, which made Yangqing Town surprisingly quiet at night.
The cold moon was bright, and Xie Tingyun, who was resting with his eyes closed outside the courtyard, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up and came to the forest alone.
Not long after Xie Tingyun left, Chu Lin immediately followed.
The shadows of the trees whirled. Xie Tingyun's figure shuttled through the forest, making no sound like a ghost, and his aura merged with Night Breeze as one.
His eyelids were lowered, and he calmly stared at the cheek that was almost the same as his own leaning on the tree trunk.
There is a traction between soul and soul.
When they were face to face, Xie Tingyun saw his short past without deliberately invading the sea of consciousness.
Young Yingjie, chivalrous and courageous.
This is how people define him.
It's just a pity—
Xie Tingyun pursed his lips, raised his hand, and a wave of spiritual power gathered in his palm.
Shentu Weisha embraced the knife in front of his chest, leaning on his side in a light sleep, not aware of the danger he was about to encounter.
No matter whether his suspicion is correct or not, even if there is only a slight possibility, Xie Tingyun can't let him stay in the world.
"Feel sorry."
His brows were cold, and after saying those two words, he hit Shentuwei's chest with the magic spell without hesitation, but at this moment, a light blue protective formation quickly covered Shentuwei's body, and the two The spells of different auras counteract each other, and the sound suddenly awakens Shen Tuwei.
He quickly opened his eyes, and the strange figure wandering in front of him made him alert, so he drew out the blade reflexively and stabbed towards Xie Tingyun's shoulder.
Xie Tingyun sideways avoided, his eyes under the mask stared coldly at Chu Lin who was not far away.
The two were dressed in extraordinary clothes and were agile, and Shentu Wei faintly felt a bit of familiarity with them.
He withdrew his knife, looked them back and forth, and asked without thinking, "Are you also Miss Yun Wan's fellow disciple?"
Xie Tingyun, who wanted to kill himself just now, immediately looked away, and lied without changing his face: "That's right, I'm her senior brother."
Shen Tuwei looked at Chu Lin who was not far away.
Chu Lin was expressionless: "I am also her senior brother."
"..." Shen Tuwei was silent for a long time, before choking out a sentence, "Then your sect is really thriving."
Shen Tuwei has always believed that a master who lives in seclusion in the mountains accepts at most two disciples. Like Wei Huailin, he and his elder brother are the only disciples under his knees. But what other people do has nothing to do with him.
Xie Tingyun was so imposing, Shen Tuwei couldn't help but take a second look.
Under the moonlight, the silver-rimmed mask on his face reflected the coldness, his face was tightly hidden under it, but the exposed eyes made Shen Tuwei feel extremely kind.
Shen Tuwei didn't look at it too much, and kindly reminded: "It's getting late, you two should hurry back and rest."
Xie Tingyun hooked his fingertips, and was about to kill him without leaving a trace, when he saw a small shadow emerge from behind the bushes.
—It was the little girl during the day.
She rubbed her eyes, raised her head and called out in a waxy voice: "General Shentu~"
Shen Tuwei turned around, his originally tense expression became gentle, his tall body squatted halfway in front of the little girl, his originally cold voice became much gentler: "Why doesn't Yue'er sleep?"
The little girl didn't speak, and stuck her head in his arms.
Knowing that she was afraid, Shen Tuwei picked her up, nodded apologetically at them, and turned to send her back to her parents.
The moment he left, the atmosphere was tense again.
"Why kill him?"
Chu Lin could see the aura of Xie Tingyun in Shen Tuwei's soul, but he had no branches and was deeply trusted by the people, so he shouldn't be killed out of reason.
Xie Tingyun didn't bother to explain, and walked right past him, and his slender and cold figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the night.