signingbooks Chapter 42 Time to run
Chapter 42 Time to run
To be able to report on time, the little padded jacket should release the spiritual thread every once in a while to try.
Qi Wuyou chose a room facing the street, he opened the window and stood in front of the window, while looking at the street with people coming and going, he let out a casual "hmm".
"Congratulations, master, for leaving the customs!"
"These days when I retreated, what happened to you?"
"Thank you for your concern, Master, everything is fine here, disciple."
"That's fine."
Outside the window, the young man I met at the entrance of Luming Gorge came with a book basket in his arms, found a place opposite the inn, took out a messy gray cloth from the book basket, threw it on the ground, and took the book out of the book basket. Come out and put them up one by one.
Qi Wuyou scanned over and saw those covers that read: "Illustrated Book of Immortals", "Complete List of Celebrities' Weapons", "Selected Stories from the World of Cultivating Immortals", "The Past in Cloud City", "The Past and Present of Lumingjian"... …
"..."
It's like a popular science book.
Qi Wuyou was about to close the window when he saw a burly man coming from the end of the long street, stopped in front of the young man's booth, picked up a book, flipped through two pages, and threw the book to the sidewalks. Absolutely on the street.
The young man stood up and was about to pick it up, but the book was quickly trampled to pieces as people came and went on the street.
He turned his head angrily, and stretched out his hand to the burly man: "Losing money!"
"Losing money? I haven't collected money from you yet! Do you know where this is? This is Lao Tzu's territory! Dare to occupy Lao Tzu's territory and set up a stall, isn't it boring? Get out of here without taking your waste paper! "
As he spoke, the big man kicked the young man's booth to pieces.
The bookstall was overturned, and the young hamster went to pick up all the books that fell on the ground.
The big man thought he was going to leave, so he took out the things he set up a stall from his storage bag.
Unexpectedly, the young man gathered the books in his arms, blocked them in front of the big man, stretched out his hand and said: "These books are dirty and cannot be sold, plus the one you threw away just now, one book and two spirit stones, there are five books in total. Ten spirit stones."
People in the street stopped to watch.
The big man has probably never seen such a person who is so desperate for money and life. He was stunned for a while, and then remembered to be angry. Beat you like a spirit stone!"
A large pile of neatly arranged books was thrown on the road.
The young man's eyes widened, trembling with anger, he glanced at the books on the street, but he didn't pick them up again, and rushed directly to beat the big man.
Lumingjian was mostly mortals and casual cultivators, and the fight was between two monks who didn't know the details, and no one went up to fight for a while.
"..."
Qi Wuyou didn't know whether he should lament the many disasters and disasters of the youth, or wonder how he managed to survive being hit by him again.
Unlike at the entrance of Lumingjian, with so many people on the street, there will always be someone who speaks up for justice.
This time, he didn't plan to step into the muddy water, and he was going to close the window when he stepped back.
Unexpectedly, a second before the window was closed, the young man had sharp eyes and caught sight of him, with an expression as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"..." Not good.
Qi Wuyou slammed the window shut.
But the young man's high-pitched voice came in through the window: "Mr. Lan Fang! Help me, Mr. Lan Fang! There are people here who are bullying the weak! Can you stand it? If you don't come again, I will be beaten to death, Mr. Lan Fang! "
Qi Wuyou: "..."
He really shouldn't meddle in other people's business, so let those four Xuantianzong monks beat him to death.
Who is Lan Fangjun?
A well-known scholar in the world of cultivating immortals.
Let people know that he is present, but don't take action when they see this kind of scene, how will they mess around in the world of cultivating immortals in the future?
"Master?" From just now, there was no movement from Master's side, and Luo Yunzhang called again.
Qi Wu worriedly replied "I have something to do here, let's talk about it tonight", then he ignored the spirit thread on his wrist, opened the window and threw the flower bone fan out.
The fan flew between the two, and the two who were being torn apart felt the cold air approaching, and quickly separated to the two sides.
Many people on the street had seen Qi Wuyou or knew Huagu Fan, and they all looked in the direction of the inn when they saw this——
"Flower Bone Fan!"
"It's Mr. Lan Fang!"
"I didn't expect Xiaoyao Xianzong to come this time."
"Isn't it normal for someone from Xiaoyao Xianzong to come to such a grand event?"
"That's a long story. In short, in the past, Xiaoyao Xianzong didn't show up for anything in Yunzhong City."
"Ah, it's because of Luo Jiu...?"
"Hush! Mr. Lan Fang is here, don't talk nonsense, lest you get angry!"
People on the street were talking about it.
The young man was separated by the flower bone fan, fell to the ground, straightened up and straightened his clothes, and enthusiastically waved to Qi Wuyou: "Thank you, Mr. Lan Fang, for your help! I didn't expect to meet you here again!"
Seeing him greet Qi Wuyou, the big man thought they knew each other and panicked.
He tried his best to reduce his sense of existence and withdrew from the crowd bit by bit.
From the corner of his eye, the young man saw that he was about to run, so he rushed over and grabbed the big man by the hem of his clothes: "You haven't paid me the spirit stone yet!"
The big man was startled, threw him away, covered his face with one hand and took out the spirit stone from his pocket with the other, threw it back, and disappeared at the corner of the street.
The young man ran after the spirit stone with a bright face: "Let me go, hey, you lifted your foot and stepped on the spirit stone."
While picking it up, he said: "The "Illustrated Book of Immortals" including Lan Fangjun only sells for two spirit stones, don't miss it when you pass by!"
Qi Wuyou: "..."
How come there is a feeling of being robbed of traffic?
Being watched by a group of people below, Qi Wuyou smiled lightly and nodded, and left from the window.
After picking up the spirit stones, the young man looked up and saw that Qi Wuyou was no longer in front of the window, he quickly put away his book basket, picked it up and ran into the inn.
He took out a small bag of Lingshi and slapped it on the table, saying: "Open a room next to Mr. Lan Fang!"
Qi Wuyou was about to meditate when he heard the sound of going upstairs, the door of the next room was opened, and something was put on the ground with a bang.
The footsteps hurried out and heard the door, and the door was knocked: "Mr. Lan Fang? Are you there, Mr. Lan Fang?"
Qi Wuyou really regretted making two shots. He thought that he would keep silent, and the young man would feel bored and leave after knocking on the door for a while. Unexpectedly, this person had a lot of perseverance, and there were a lot of people inside who refused to agree, so he knocked until the end of the world. posture.
Qi Wuyou was so disturbed by him that he couldn't concentrate, so he could only respond: "What's the matter?"
The young man said cheerfully: "Ah, you are inside, I thought you had gone out!"
"..."
I thought he was sick because he kept knocking for so long after he went out?
The young man said to himself outside the door: "Mr. Lan Fang's two acts of righteousness, I am very grateful, but I have neither money nor cultivation, and I have nothing to help Mr. Lan Fang, so I want to send some books to Lan Fang Lord, I hope Lord Lanfang will accept it."
Qi Wuyou: "It's a little effort, don't take it to heart."
Go, go quickly, go fast.
"Ah, how can I do this? If there is no Lord Lan Fang, I am not sure whether I can stand here now, Lord Lan Fang should accept it, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating, and I will not be able to sleep at night."
"..."
Qi Wuyou was about to dismiss him politely, when he suddenly remembered the two books he had seen at the youth bookstall, he refused to swallow them, got up and opened the door.
The young man put his ears on the door to listen to the voices inside. As soon as Qi Wuyou opened the door, he rushed in. Qi Wuyou raised his hand and supported him with a spiritual energy.
Qi Wuyou was speechless: "..."
The young man straightened up without embarrassment, and said, "Haha, Mr. Lan Fang saved me again."
Qi Wuyou had no expression on his face: "If fellow Taoists must get something in return to be at ease, let me choose two books."
"Okay!" The young man immediately agreed, "Just tell me what book Lan Fang wants!" Then he walked towards his room.
Qi Wuyou stepped out of the door and said, ""The Past in Cloud City" and "The Past and Present of Lumingjian"."
The young man got into his room, and after a while, he found two books, one of which had a big footprint printed on the cover.
He wiped off the footprints with his sleeve, and said with a dry smile, "I was stepped on just now, I hope Mr. Lan Fang doesn't mind."
Qi Wuyou nodded, took two books from him and flipped through them before going back to his room to read them carefully.
The young man said from behind: "Mr. Lan Fang is interested in Yunzhongcheng and Lumingjian? Then reading these two books is not enough."
Qi Wuyou turned his head and raised his eyebrows.
The young man pointed to his own brain, and proudly said: "The most complete things are here, and those books are only partially written. If they are written all at once, people can just read one book. How can other books be sold? "
Good guy, still a profiteer.
Qi Wuyou asked: "Do you know much about Yunzhongcheng and Lumingjian?"
The young man said: "That's natural. My ancestors have been doing this for three generations. I know many anecdotes and inside stories about the world of immortality that you famous monks don't know."
He patted his chest: "Mr. Lan Fang saved me three times, if you want to know anything, just ask, I will know everything without saying anything!"
Before Qi Wuyou came here, he checked a lot of books about Lumingjian and Yunzhongcheng, and he probably knew the reason why Tianming Junxihe held the party here.
But the deeper inside story was annihilated with the death of those involved.
He pondered for a moment, then glanced at the young man's face - the young man was also a monk, his cultivation level was not high, but his face was covered with a very complicated illusion of disguise.
This was also the reason why he was reluctant to talk to the young man several times when he saw him.
Sensing his gaze, the young man raised his hand to touch the side of his face, and said, "Ah, this one, I bought it from a casual cultivator, and it cost me more than 30 spirit stones, Mr. Lan Fang I have also seen that it is easy to be hated by people in our industry, and it is impossible to have no means of self-protection."
As far as his eyesight is concerned, no amount of self-protection methods are enough.
The young man's cultivation base is there, no matter what he does, he can't find any flowers. The curiosity about Yunzhongcheng and Lumingjian in his heart has prevailed. Qi Wuyou said: "Fellow Taoist, come downstairs to drink tea and discuss in detail. ,how?"
"That's exactly what I mean, Mr. Lan Fang, please!"
The young man talks a lot and densely, and when he goes downstairs, he loses himself completely.
"Mr. Lan Fang just call me Azhan. I'm a casual cultivator. I don't have a teacher. My ancestors are all mortals. They are all dead. Now I am left alone. I don't want to die so early like them, so I searched for it." Became a monk.
"But I'm not talented. At present, I can only rely on the secrets in my mind to make more money, so that I can buy some panacea in the future and pile up my cultivation base. If I can be as majestic as Lan Fangjun once in this life, I will go to hell." I am willing!"
"..."
You don't have to.
Qi Wuyou and the young man Azhan found a quiet place downstairs in the inn and ordered a pot of good tea.
Azhan quickly poured good tea for the two, picked up the cup and smelled it, and sighed in enjoyment.
Qi Wuyou took a sip of tea symbolically, then put down the teacup, and cut to the point: "You said you know the secrets of the world of cultivating immortals like the palm of your hand, is that true?"
"Of course it's true, don't you believe I gave Lan Fangjun a hand?"
Azhan said meaningfully: "Don't say anything else, just talk about the relationship between your Xiaoyao Xianzong, Sect Master Qiu and Xianchang Fan. It's not as simple as an ordinary master and servant or a fellow sect, right?"
"?"
What's unusual?
Seeing the ambiguous smile on Azhan's face, Qi Wuyou was taken aback.
Could it be that Qiu Sanxian and Fan Yizhen are not masters and servants, but...?
He quickly withdrew his thoughts, and said seriously: "You can talk about the matter of Sect Master Qiu and Xianchang Fan casually?"
Azhan had an expression of "I got it right", and said insincerely: "Then Mr. Lan Fang just pretended to be me and said casually, don't take it to heart."
"..."
Qi Wuyou coughed, put this topic aside, returned to the right path, and asked, "Do you know why Tianmingjun held a party here?"
"Is there anything you don't know, Mr. Lan Fang, tell me what you know first?" Azhan shrugged.
Qi Wuyou habitually turned the rim of the cup with his fingers, pulling out the information mentioned in "The Villain"——
"As far as I know, it was because 20 years ago a demon named He Lan failed to seek a divination. He killed the then Destiny Lord Fugou and turned Yunzhong City upside down. The world of cultivating immortals was furious. The demon head was driven to Luming Stream, where he was beheaded."
"It's almost like this," Azhan nodded, "Mr. Lan Fang knows that the current Tianmingjun Xihe is the disciple of the old Tianmingjun Fugou who was known as the 'half immortal' at that time?"
"know."
It's written in the book.
"Well, I wonder if there is anything else," Azhan rubbed his chin and thought.
After about two or three minutes, he stopped his fingers and looked at Qi Wuyou: "Have Mr. Lan Fang heard of hugging one?"
I've never heard of this Qi Wuyou, it seems to be a personal name.
"Who is Baoyi?"
Azhan finally found someone Qi Wuyou didn't know, and replied: "He is the monk who really killed the devil back then."
real?
"Wait," Qi Wuyou frowned and said, "Isn't Senior Luo the one who killed the devil?"
"That's just an appearance," Azhan's face turned pale, like a paparazzi who got the scoop.
After selling enough, he said: "Back then, the devil fled after making a big disturbance in Yunzhong City. He was injured by the 'Three Immortals of Xiaoyao' and Ruan Qiushuang, the most beautiful woman in the fairy world at that time. Where is it, Huo Yi turned the devil's head out in Luming Stream, and killed him on the spot."
"He killed the devil, why haven't I heard his name?"
"For one thing, he died early, and it didn't take long for him to kill the devil. It's a pity for him. Now the position of Tianmingjun in Yunzhong City has to be his. Maybe it's because of this, Yunzhongcheng is jealous of him. , His name was erased, except for Tianmingjun today, the "Three Immortals of Xiaoyao" and Ruan Qiushuang who were present at the time, all the monks in the world of cultivating immortals thought that Luo Jiujiang was the one who killed the devil."
Qi Wuyou turned his mind: "Since only those few people know, how did you know it?" Azhan didn't stumble at all, and said as a matter of course: "Cultivators have ways of monks, and we mortals also have ways of mortals. My father went to the area of Yunzhong City 20 years ago and met Bao Yi. He was not dead at that time. My father found out all these from him.
"I heard from my father that Baoyi was just a mortal at first. He wanted to join Yunzhong City, but was rejected by Fugou. Later, he got a chance and became a hero who slays the devil!
"I only wanted to become a monk after hearing his experience. I am also a mortal. Maybe I can become a big man known to the world in the future!"
He spoke with high spirits, as if he had seen himself standing at the top of the world of cultivating immortals in the future.
Qi Wuyou fell into deep thought.
What Azhan said is quite different from what is written in the book, but there is a high probability that it is true.
At least Azhan thought it was true.
After all, he is a member of the Xianzong, and it is very likely that he has learned the ins and outs from Qiu Sanxian and Fan Yizhen.
I just don't know, as long as I go back and ask, the truth will come to light immediately, there is no need for Azhan, and I dare not tell him this lie.
Before he came, he thought that the "Three Immortals" would be targeted because there were descendants or fans of the devil who wanted to avenge them.
If, as Azhan said, there was someone else who killed the demon leader Helan, this inference may not hold true.
It was easy for Azhan to return to reality from his fantasy, and he said with confidence: "Mr. Lan Fang asked me why Tianming Lord held a meeting here. If you ask me, he is mourning his teacher and comforting the souls of the dead. I wonder if Mr. Lan Fang is satisfied with this answer for the kindness of the monks who participated in the siege?"
Seeing Azhan's confident face, Qi Wuyou was a little slow to realize that he...had he met the legendary "Bai Xiaosheng of the Immortal Gate"?
With suspicious expression on his face, he stared at Azhan carefully.
At Azhan's age, it is not realistic to accumulate so much inside information from scratch, but it makes sense if he travels around all year round to collect information and pass it on from generation to generation.
A weak scholar-like body, eloquent eloquence, and a cheerful personality are indeed like the standard setting for this type of character in Xianxia...
Originally, Qi Wuyou wanted to talk to an all-knowing waiter after meditating, but he didn't expect to go out and rescue someone casually, so he rescued a know-it-all and came back!
Does he also come and go sometimes?
Azhan was stared at by him and tilted his head in confusion: "Mr. Lan Fang, what do you see me doing?"
Shun Qi raised his hand to touch his face with Wuyou's eyes, and Azhan suddenly said, "Ah, is this my illusion? It's incomprehensible, it's not that I don't believe in Mr. Lan Fang, it's just that my family has ancestral precepts, if someone sees it I have to be responsible for my face, I don't dislike Lan Fangjun, but I am afraid that Lan Fangjun dislikes me."
"……you think too much."
Qi Wuyou was lucky enough to meet an NPC who could answer questions, and he didn't want to let it go easily, so he said, "I have one more question to ask."
Seeing that Qi Wuyou didn't care much about the illusion on his face, Azhan breathed a sigh of relief, and said briskly: "Mr. Lan Fang just ask."
"It's about the encirclement and suppression of Qifengya—"
Qi Wuyou asked about Nangong Li when he was in Long Yinzong, but 15 years ago, Nangong Li was the same as the original owner, young and not qualified to participate in such a big event, this question has been hanging in his mind until now.
"——I always find it strange that at that time, the Hundred Families of Immortal Sect really chased and killed Senior Luo and Senior Ruan because of the prophecy of Yunzhong City?"
Since Azhan sat down, he looked relaxed and under control. He leaned back and raised the front legs of the bench off the ground. Hearing this, the bench fell back to the ground with a strange look. stand up.Qi Wuyou was keenly aware of his changes, and was overjoyed: There is a door!
Azhan scratched his head, his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, it can be said that he showed the entanglement in his heart vividly.
Wiping his face for the last time, he slapped his hands on the table and said: "If the person who asked me today is not Mr. Lan Fang, he will kill me... er, I can say it if I am killed, but..."
Qi Wuyou's appetite was lifted by Azhan, and he asked: "So is it 'yes' or 'no'?"
Azhan clasped his hands, whirled his two thumbs up and down, glanced at the enchantment around him, and then hissed, "How should I put it... yes, no, ask anyone who participated in the siege of Fengya back then people, they will definitely say yes, and there will never be a second answer."
"The fact?"
"Facts, I dare not say that what I know must be true, but I heard from my father that many monks chased and killed Luo Jiujiang and Ruan Qiushuang back then because of the peerless treasure left by the devil Helan. Mystery."
Like a heavy door opened a gap in front of him, Qi Wuyou hurriedly asked: "What secret method?"
Azhan shook his head and said: "I don't know about that, but it's very powerful anyway. Think about it, the demon leader He Lan was only in his twenties when he killed Yunzhongcheng, and it took him a long time to face the encirclement and suppression of hundreds of immortal sects." None of them lost the wind. If it weren't for the help of the 'Three Immortals', I really don't know who will win or lose.
"But before that, no one has heard of him. They only know that he came down from Junke Island. His cultivation is so advanced at such a young age, and it takes a long time to achieve it, so everyone doubts his identity. Negative peerless secret."
The missing puzzle piece in the original work was filled in with Azhan's reminder.
Qi Wuyou pushed forward according to his words: "At that time, it was widely rumored that the devil died under the sword of Senior Luo, and at that time, it happened that Senior Luo had mastered the art of sword—"
The speed with which the devil and Luo Jiujiang entered the realm, and the depth of their cultivation, should be among the best in the entire world of cultivating immortals at that time.
Immortal cultivators, for what?Don't you just want to improve your cultivation, and hope that one day you will be able to ascend?
If there is a secret method in the world, one can improve one's cultivation by leaps and bounds after obtaining it, and from then on it will skyrocket. I am afraid that even the most ascetic monk in the world can smash his head for it.
If only the cultivation of the demon head is attributed to the secret method, it can be said to be accidental.
With such a rumor, just after Luo Jiujiang killed the devil, the Xiaoyao Sword has become a great success, how can people not think too much about it?
"—So, the Immortal Sect thinks that Senior Luo came from the devil to practice secret techniques, and the prophecy of Yunzhongcheng just gave these people an excuse to attack Senior Luo?"
"This is what Lan Fang-jun said, not me." Azhan said anxiously: "Lan Fang-jun, be careful, if this word is spread, you will be chased and killed by some pious monks. Ten layers of illusion disguise are useless."
Qi Wuyou didn't listen to what he said at all.
Azhan's words are too informative, and he is still thinking about the credibility of these words.
He had felt that something was wrong before—Yunzhong City had a high status in the world of cultivating immortals, but not all monks believed in it.
The entire world of cultivating immortals is mobilized to fight against the enemy... Sure enough, it is still useless?
Not to mention the monk in the book, even he, who knows the direction of the plot, is not sure whether Luo Jiujiang's rapid entry has anything to do with the legendary secret method.
Junk Island.
Holding the sword, Luo Yunzhang looked at his left wrist. Through the wrist guard, he felt the red rope tied around his wrist: After half a year, he finally received a response from his master.
Over the past year, he has grown a lot taller, his body has become more straight, his temperament has become more stable, and he stands out from the crowd.
Seeing that he was lagging behind, Hua Tuan Xue slowed down, came to his side, and asked, "Where are we going next?"
Luo Yunzhang regained his composure and said, "Luming Stream."
"How did you remember—" Hua Shuxue paused, "Oh, the Luming Stream Tour is about to start."
The author has something to say: Flower Bouquet Snow: Where are you going?
Luo Yunzhang: Go see Master! !