The scenery around Tim Xiang Pavilion is very elegant, and there is a plum grove in the east, although it is not the season when the plum blossoms are in full bloom at this time, but the branches of the old plum knots convey a different scenery.
To the west is a peach grove, and the trees are full of large pink peaches, and from time to time birds and birds will land on the peach branches, cut off a piece of peach flesh, and chirp excitedly.
Tianxiang Pavilion does not occupy an area of too wide, and several houses are sparsely built on more than a dozen acres of land.
Among them, there are floors, pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, revealing a delicate atmosphere.
A gurgling stream surrounds a two-story attic, the windows are open, sandalwood lingers, and a middle-aged man sits on a carved Taishi chair.
This person's three strands of ink hair are scattered on his chest, this person's face is as white as jade, his eyebrows are in the sideburns, his hair is simply draped behind him, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones, he is Situ Lang, the master of Tianxiang Pavilion.
On Situ Lang's side, there was a young man standing, who was Yu Wenchuan, who brought reinforcements to Qingxu that night.
There was no longer that look of pride on his face, replaced by a look of deference.
Over the years, Situ Lang has never been troubled by not being able to fulfill his employer's requests, and to be exact, he has rarely been involved in such things.
Yu Wenchuan and Qingxu can take care of these mundane things very well, and he only needs to maintain the status of Tianxiang Pavilion in the East China Sea.
However, after sending twenty elite doormen last night, it was like a stone in the sea, which made him quite uneasy.
Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman, although there was no wrinkle on her face, but the vicissitudes in her eyes told the world that she was no longer young.
Next to the middle-aged woman sat an old man, with black hair and a dark face, wearing an ink armor with fine runes carved on the armor.
Both monks came from Changxing Island in the East China Sea, the male was called Chang Wei and the female was called Ren Da.
The two drew an island as a boundary, snare a group of disciples and disciples, and they are also famous in the East China Sea, and secretly the two are red-sleeved guests, with this big tree, their lives are even more leisurely.
I only heard the middle-aged woman say: "The pavilion master is in such a hurry to find us, isn't it for tea and chatting?"
Situ Lang said: "This is naturally not, just because there was a little accident in a transaction yesterday, and I asked you to come back and take a closer look." ” Chang Wei had an incredulous expression on his face, "There is an accident, how can there be an accident about the matter that the pavilion master personally asked, is it that he accidentally provoked some big person?"
Situ Lang shook his head and said: "Before every business is sold, the background of the target will be screened, and nothing wrong is found.
However, last night I first sent Qingxu and his two subordinates to go, but to no avail.
He also sent twenty elites in the cabinet, and they also sank into the sea. ” Ren Da smiled and said: "The pavilion master is too worried, even if they don't come back now, it's only a day, how can we conclude that something happened to the means of the Qingxu Daoist Our husband and wife are clear, he has a blue sword, even the old woman has to be afraid of three points when he sees it, plus twenty elites, this matter is foolproof."
Could it be that technique?"
Situ Lang's eyebrows furrowed, and after a while, he said solemnly: "You are right, it is the Heavenly Oracle Technique that makes me a little uneasy.
As you know, this spell is the most mysterious.
In the last ten years, I have made some small achievements, although I can't predict exactly what will happen, but I can see some vague scenes. ” "Dare to ask the Pavilion Master what he predicted," Chang Wei asked curiously.
"Fire, a flame that stretches as far as the eye can see, a flame that consumes everything."
Situ Lang's slender fingers tapped the arm of the chair, and there was a deep meaning in his voice, which silenced the middle-aged couple.
They never questioned the methods of this pavilion master.
As the disciples of Tianxiang Pavilion, the two have long accepted the spirit stones of Tianxiang Pavilion, but they rarely have the opportunity to make a move.
This time they were recruited by the pavilion master, and the two of them were a little worried, for fear of encountering some big trouble.
After being silent for a while, Situ Lang suddenly said, "Did you bring your disciples Tian Xiangge's manpower out to carry out the mission this time, and there are less than ten people left here." ” Chang Wei said with a smile: "Pavilion Master, rest assured, we have done everything we have and brought all the disciples above the foundation under our command, a total of ten people.
With the addition of Yu Wenchuan and the three Jindan monks of our couple, this lineup is strong enough.
Where to go is all up to the pavilion master's orders, swords and fires, don't dare to disobey.
Although he said this, he had some worries in his heart, if he really wanted to send them to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, I was afraid that he would run the fastest.
Situ Lang said calmly: "You don't have to go to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, I want you to stay here." ” "What are you guarding here" Chang Wei looked puzzled as if he had heard it wrong, and even Yu Wenchuan, who had been expressionless on the side, was surprised.
"Why do you want to stay here, please make it clear to the pavilion master."
Yu Wenchuan hurriedly said, in his heart, on the coast of the East China Sea, no one would be stupid enough to directly challenge Tianxiang Pavilion.
Even if there is, it must be water in the head.
Situ Lang is famous in the East China Sea, except for those few overseas immortal mountain sects, how dare anyone go directly to Tianxiang Pavilion to make trouble.
"The Celestial Illusion does not lie, and the fire burns here, so I have you stationed here."
Situ Lang said it word by word, revealing majesty in the calm, so that the three of them had no doubts in their hearts.
Chang Wei asked: "Dare to ask the pavilion master, you can know who the enemy is, so we should prepare early." ” "This time the target is a woman, not a local, and it seems to be a casual cultivator.
In the Tongguan liquor shop, he was photographed by his employer, and Qingxu ordered him to intercept him on the way, not wanting to be repelled by a monk who was passing with the woman.
Yu Wenchuan said.
"In this way, the enemy is not from those overseas fairy islands, and if so, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Chang Wei was suddenly relieved.
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Situ Lang waved his hand to the three of them and said, "The three of you go down and prepare, and the prohibitions around the Tianxiang Pavilion will also be opened."
Don't sleep these days, and if anything happens, report it quickly.
The three of them were ordered to retreat.
Situ Lang looked at the full moon outside the window, his slender fingers crossed with each other, elegant and serene, thinking about how long he hadn't made a move, even Situ Lang felt unbelievable about his superfluous worries.
He still had a trace of expectation in his heart for the Qingxu Daoist, expecting this person to return with that woman early tomorrow morning, telling him that he would come back late because of the cunning of his opponent.
Maybe you can let Qingxu go because you are in a good mood, or pat him on the shoulder and tell him that you are still tender.
In short, looking at the flickering aura fluctuations outside the window, Situ Lang felt a lot more relaxed, and muttered: "If you want to fight with Red Sleeves, no matter who you are, there is only one result." ” The road to Tianxiang Pavilion is very smooth, here is a radius of more than ten miles, only here is the pavilion, only here are peach forests and plum trees.
Even if a group of people don't know anything about elegance, they can always smell some faint elegance in these collocations.
Chen Yunsheng collected the cloud boat early and flew through the sky, undoubtedly too much movement, which would alarm the people of Tianxiang Pavilion.
He didn't believe that the Tim Xiang Pavilion would be so arrogant that he would not leave a guard to defend it.
The group was as quiet as a distant mountain, slowly approaching the attic in front of them.
There was a big distance between Chen Yunsheng and Canglan Wei, and Jin Furong, Xue Li, and the Yi brothers and sisters fell behind.
Xue Li has an almost fanatical trust in his little uncle, although his uncle's cultivation is similar to his own, but in his eyes, there will only be one result of this action, that is, to overturn the Tim Xiang Pavilion.
The Canglan Wei appears and disappears from time to time, like a ghost in the dark night.
The battles they experienced were all reflected in their armor, the scratches, the vicissitudes of the past.
The war spirit that flows in their bodies is persistent and determined, and war is the only way for them to prove their existence.
This slow approach almost evaded the sight of all the other side's sentry posts.
Chen Yunsheng visually measured that there were still twenty miles away from the attic in front of him, and when he saw a tiny protrusion under a tree, he decisively stopped everyone.
Formation experience told him that there was a magic circle here.
He used his short knife to remove the fallen leaves on the ground, and saw a white and bright array inlaid on the ground, and there was still a white aura flowing in it.
From the thickness of the formation pattern and some small runes, Chen Yunsheng knew the power of the magic circle here.
He frowned and pondered for a while, feeling that the radius of this magic circle was too wide, and if he detoured, it might not work, only to break hard.
There are many ways to break the circle, the simplest of which is to destroy the trigger device of the circle.
Chen Yunsheng couldn't be more familiar with this way, and when he saw that there was not a single peach on a peach tree in the distance, he suddenly understood.
The eye of the circle was on that peach tree.
The long-dried bark was stripped away with the Yuan Magnetic Space, and a white forest array was exposed.
The array pile is carved with various moire patterns, and the light and shade are staggered, which is quite mysterious.
After a simple inspection, Chen Yunsheng decided to use an extreme way to break the formation.
The aura contained in the magic circle in an instant is limited, and if it is exceeded, the trigger ring will be destroyed, and this method is not used much when breaking the formation, the reason is that there are no pure spirit stones that can release a huge aura in an instant.
For this, Chen Yunsheng naturally has the capital of pride, and there is a mountain-like wine jar sleeping in the two storage rings, and taking out a glass of wine in the stone will release more than ten times the spiritual energy in an instant, which is enough to destroy this magic circle.
However, in later generations, if anyone knew that he squandered this wine like this, he would definitely jump to his feet and scold his mother angrily.
There are thousands of ways to destroy the circle, but this one is the most extravagant.
Chen Yunsheng carefully poured a glass of wine, the yellowish liquid was like condensation, and it seemed to be alive, beating left and right in the cup, and a slight aroma diffused.
This liquid was brewed by Yi Xiaoyun, and the wine she brewed was completely different from Chen Yunsheng's.
The woman's mind is delicate, and when she makes wine, she adds several kinds of mountain fruits, and the wine produced also has a unique aroma, and the aura is thick and long, which is not as wild as Chen Yunsheng's wine Please share aa2705221: