Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Pu Bai was defeated by the warm and sad eyes.

But the master even sent out the mountain of medicine, this disciple Qingxuefeng must be determined. As for Senior Sister Guangwen on Duanmi Peak, it's not enough, no one knows where Daoist Yun Lian is happy and happy.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her warm and sad lips, and she stopped her smile when Pu Bai's figure disappeared, and walked slowly towards Wuque Mountain. There is a large formation on the mountain, so it is inevitable to send a message to the junior sister to obtain her permission, which is much more troublesome than the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. However, with this large formation, it is considered safe and secure, so don't worry about those who don't have long-sighted eyes looking here.

Mu Sheng returned to the main hall, and Wen Qingchou followed. The creditor couldn't afford to mess with him, so Mu Sheng could only give up his attitude of rejecting her and let her in.

"Junior sister Mu is really ruthless. I was reprimanded by the elders because of my junior sister. Junior sister doesn't care at all." Wen Qingshou stared at Mu Sheng and complained quietly.

How did Mu Sheng know about this, he just ignored that changing face, and asked curiously, "Why did the elder admonish you?"

Wen Qingshou sat down on the futon in front of Mu Sheng, supported her chin, and lazily said: "Naturally because of Yue Zhenguan, the killing of Wu Xikun was discovered."

Smoke billowed from the hall.

Mu Sheng's hand originally fell on the jade slip that recorded the past, but when he heard Wen Qingchou's words, he withdrew his hand and his expression changed slightly. She frowned and said, "How did you find out over there?"

Wen Qingchou said slowly: "Maybe there is a way to trace the blood." She glanced at Mu Sheng with a smile, and said, "Next time, I will be cleaner."

Mu Sheng: "..." She doesn't want to have a "next time" at all. As long as she doesn't go out of Wuque Mountain, she won't be robbed of treasures. Gathering his mind, Mu Sheng said again, "What did the elder say?"

Warm and sad: "Oh, just tell me not to be cruel next time. They know the cause of the matter, so naturally they won't blame me. As for Yue Zhenguan, the elders will block it. But—"

Hearing her tone, Mu Sheng felt that something was going to happen, and hurriedly asked, "But what?"

Warm and sad: "However, Yue Zhenguan's disciples will also participate in the famous list. At that time, they will probably chase us wholeheartedly."

Mu Sheng felt tired when he heard this, and he had created a strong enemy just by going out. But what can be done about such a thing? You can't conform to a scum like Wu Xikun. "I see. Thank you, Senior Sister, for letting me know." Mu Sheng nodded and replied solemnly.

Warm and sad staring at Mu Sheng, thinking that she would ask a few more questions, how could she know that this is a little heartless person. She snorted lightly, then changed the subject and said, "How's the junior sister's piano festival going?"

Mu Sheng didn't raise his head and said: "The sacrifice has been completed. But it's a bit weird, there is still the spirit of the master of the piano in the piano."

Wen Qingchou sat up straight, and a dark light flashed in her eyes. She said, "who is the master of the piano?"

Mu Sheng said generously: "I vaguely heard the name Zhuyou Lord in that hazy illusion, but Zhuyou Lord is not the maker of the qin. I guess the qin is made by Li Xiaojun." After a pause, she continued Said, "In order to prove this point, I thought about going to the Inner Gate Library to find some books that record the opening of the sky."

Wen Qingchou has a clear face, no wonder she asks Pu Bai for help, but in this way, she owes a favor. After thinking for a while, she said, "Junior Sister Mu, you can contact me for this matter."

Mu Sheng got angry when she said this, snorted and said, "Do you think I didn't go to Duan Mie Peak? I didn't see you at all."

Wen Qingchou was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed heartily. She leaned forward, pressing her left elbow on the table. There was a brilliant light flowing between her brows and eyes, like stars entering her eyes. "Junior Sister, stretch out your hand."

Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows, not understanding the meaning of warmth and sorrow. After a while, she stretched her right hand forward and placed it on the table.

The smile on the warm and sad face was even wider. She tapped the tip of her right finger on Mu Sheng's wrist, and a red silk thread appeared around the wrist. The red line extends, and the other end is on the tender and sad left hand.

Mu Sheng stared blankly at the disappearing red line, and what he recalled in his mind was the feeling of the cool touch of his fingertips on his wrist. After a while, she came back to her senses, took a breath and said: "Senior Sister, this is—" Her complexion was slightly red, and the meaning of pulling the red thread was too embarrassing. Senior sister walks outside all year round, don't you know?

She said with a warm smile: "this is a special magic weapon. If I let go of the restriction of spiritual consciousness, you can use it to sense my location. Similarly, you can also contact me thousands of miles away. "

Mu Sheng heard the words and nodded, and asked again: "If you don't want to, I still can't know your whereabouts, can you?"

"It's the same for you and me," said tenderly and sadly.

Mu Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, he hadn't completely exposed himself.

"What news do you think Yujian is looking for?" Wen Qingchou asked again, she simply half-lyed on the low table, and looked up at Mu Sheng who was sitting upright.

Mu Sheng said, "I haven't started to look at it yet." After pondering for a while, he separated half of the jade slips, "Does Senior Sister Wen want to help? I just want to find out what magic weapon that person is using."

Wen Qingshou replied without thinking: "I'll watch it with you."

At the end of the age of the gods, immortal cultivators gradually appeared. At that time, immortal cultivators did not form their own system as they do now, but were bumpy and bumpy, with pits everywhere. The most important of these is the lack of heaven and earth aura, and the lack of earth energy. This sign did not improve until the gods fell and the gods returned to heaven and earth. This is the "open sky" that is often praised in the world of cultivating immortals.

Mu Sheng flipped through ten jade slips in a row, and found that the records of the gods were all similar. It stands to reason that the founder of the Tianyan Sect had experienced that era. After scanning the jade slips that he had finished reading, Mu Sheng suddenly asked: "All the gods fell six thousand years ago, and the evil lord was sealed five thousand years ago. Did the two exist at the same time?"

Wen Qingshou blinked and said: "Should there be?" She didn't want to go deep into the topic of the evil lord, so she picked out a jade slip and said, "It records the so-called voice of the great way, it seems that Lord Lixiao used it to Qin." After a pause, she asked again, "Even if you know that this Qin was left by Lord Li Xiao, what's the point?"

Mu Sheng opened his mouth, and found that he couldn't say anything to refute. Yeah, even if you know all this, what's the point? After a while, she said, "I just think I should know these things."

Warm and sad in response, she pushed the jade slip that recorded the "voice of the Dao" towards Mu Sheng, and she said: "It's recorded in this jade slip, and there seems to be a ray of Dao rhyme in it."

Mu Sheng looked up at Wen Qingchou and said, "Thank you."

With the help of Wen Qingchou, Mu Sheng searched through the jade slips that recorded "opening the sky", and found a clue from it. Lord Lixiao's real weapon is a sword, but she rarely uses a sword, but mostly preaches with the sound of a zither. The sword symbolizes killing and blood, while the sound of the zither stimulates the growth of life, which is consistent with the duties of Lord Lixiao.

Mu Sheng, who found out about this matter, was not as relaxed as he imagined, and his curiosity disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable and indescribable sense of loss. Fortunately, she has a good ability to self-regulate her emotions. After signing up to participate in the competition for the famous list, she practiced in Wuque Mountain.

at the foot of the mountain.

Meng Yan, who devoted himself to cultivation after his return, finally stepped into the realm of Congealing Pill Seed and became a Qi Transformation cultivator. He was proud of the spring breeze, and his steps were brisk, so he thought of going down the mountain to meet Junior Sister Mu Sheng. Twenty qi meridians are different from thirty qi meridians, and they are also in the qi transformation stage. The former is far from being the opponent of the latter. He walked forward without turning his eyes. He didn't see the eight spiritual fields that were gradually deserted, nor did he notice a desolate yard, but went straight into the house.

"Junior Sister Mu? Junior Sister?"

Meng Yan walked around the room before retreating, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was no sign of Mu Sheng at all. At this time, his brain finally moved, thinking about the strangeness everywhere.

Could it be that the junior sister has moved away? But where can she go after moving away? A hint of displeasure suddenly surfaced in Meng Yan's heart. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a blindfolded white-clothed female cultivator approaching with a staff, her face was as gorgeous as jade, and he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

Ye Xingyao hasn't come to look for Mu Sheng for a while, she has been busy with her own affairs. Now when she reached the gate of the yard, she suddenly saw a handsome male cultivator. Even though he was good-looking, his eyes fixed on her, which made her feel offended.

Seeing Ye Xingyao's cold face suddenly, Meng Yan quickly raised his sleeves to salute: "Meng Yan of Yanzong, dare to ask what you call me?"

Ye Xingyao didn't answer. When he turned his head, his consciousness landed in the empty courtyard. Mu Sheng is not here? Ye Xingyao frowned even tighter.

Meng Yan's eyes quickly focused on Ye Xingyao again. Seeing her turn her head to look at the small courtyard, she pretended to be kind and said, "This fellow Taoist knows my sister Mu?"

Ye Xingyao lazily responded.

Meng Yan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Does fellow Taoist know where my junior sister is?"

Dare you not know the whereabouts of Mu Sheng? It doesn't look like a relationship. Ye Xingyao's expression became more and more serious, and he didn't want to talk to Meng Yan. She shook her head, pinched the decision with her fingers in her sleeves, and began to calculate Mu Sheng's whereabouts. Usually, it is covered by heavenly secrets, but even so, a little bit of luck can be calculated, but this time—

How did the blessed luck come to this male cultivator? But it's a little floating, it doesn't seem like it's natural.

Ye Xingyao "looked" at Meng Yan, and pursed his lips.

Seeing that she seemed to have noticed him, Meng Yan said again: "Since fellow daoist and I are old acquaintances with my junior sister Mu, why don't you go and look for it with me."

Ye Xingyao frowned, looked away, and left without looking back.

Meng Yan stared at her back in a daze, and only looked away when she couldn't see clearly at all, with a bit of sadness hidden in his expression. After a while, he thought again that the nun seemed to be blind, if he could find a elixir to restore her eyesight, maybe she would notice him. But after leaving this time, when will we meet again? Do you want to ask Junior Sister Mu Sheng? Meng Yan kept dreaming about things.

Tian Yanzong broke Miefeng.

Wen Qingchou was meditating in the cave, and her spiritual power was lingering around her body, and it returned to her dantian after running for a week. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a golden glow bloomed in her pupils. She took out a talisman for communication from her sleeve, stretched out her hand, and the face of the other party appeared clearly in front of her.

"My lord." The person who reported the news didn't dare to look up at Wen Qingshou, and cupped his hands and said, "The young master of Tianjimen went to the small courtyard at the foot of Tianyanzong Mountain again. There's also that Meng."

"Is it so leisurely? Aren't the people of Tianjimen looking for this young master? Go and leak some information to them." Wen Qingshou said slowly. Although this place belongs to the Tianyan Sect, the cave is surrounded by restrictions set by her, and she is not afraid that the people of the Tianyan Sect will find out. After a while, she said again, "By the way, tell Wuhen to keep that Taoist lord trapped for a longer time, and I haven't finished my work here." She got the identity of Duan Miefeng's true biography to cover up, but it was a fake one after all. . Originally it was for Jianzhong and Zhongxue Mountain, but how did I know that there was no movement in Jianzhong. As for Zhongxue Mountain, she entered it, but the Chaos Wuqi finally chose Mu Sheng, and she still didn't find the answer. The next step is to be on the famous list - thinking of this place, a strong murderous intent flashed across Wen Qingshou's eyes.

The news that Lu Wuhen found out was that someone was doing something in the secret realm, which hindered the demon court, but the demon court couldn't perceive what happened, so she could only go in by herself.

One month later, the famous list opened, and the streamer emitted from Bainian Peak in the north of Kyushu, and fell to various places in Kyushu.

There is no restriction on the number of people who are listed on the famous list, as long as they are in the realm of condensing pills, they can enter. No one cares about casual cultivators, but sects and aristocratic families will make choices. Nearly 30 people from the Tianyan Sect participated in the famous list this time, except for the true biography of Sifeng, they are disciples of the inner sect or some elders who have cultivated to this level. Mu Sheng, who was born in an outer school, was inconspicuous among them. She turned her gaze around casually, and found that most of them were unfamiliar faces, so she retracted them, drooping her eyes in thought.

The Dengwen Secret Realm is located in Bainian Peak, which is a natural experience secret realm formed by the mighty power of heaven and earth, and the monsters in it are similar to demons. However, when the secret realm appeared, Xuanmen took the initiative and gained the master control of the secret realm. But in this way, the Demon Court and the Demon Sect were not convinced. After a hundred years of conversations, they decided to use the Dengwen Secret Realm as a training place for the major forces. As for the top rewards, they will be awarded in turn. This time it happened to be the turn of Tianjimen, they are always generous.

A few days later, the flying boat of Tian Yanzong arrived at Bainian Peak.

The entrance to the secret realm is like a silver vortex, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. A magic mirror hung above the secret realm, and the light swept across the monks present. As long as there is a trace of evil aura in the body, it will be scattered under the light of this precious mirror. This object is specially used to guard against evil monks.

"That means being on the famous list?" Mu Sheng pointed to the black black stone standing beside him, and said in a low voice. According to the description in the plot, after entering the Dengwen Secret Realm, as long as you kill monsters, you can get points, and the list will show the ranking and number, so as to determine the first person in the Dengwen Secret Realm.

She nodded tenderly and said, "exactly."

Mu Sheng glanced at the crowded mountain platform, and said with a bitter face: "The realm of condensing alchemy seeds differentiates qi and forms alchemy. There is a big gap between the first-time qi transformation and the peak of golden alchemy. Can you really get the first place?"

She glanced at Mu Sheng with warmth and sorrow, and said slowly: "It's not that you are asked to kill the Golden Core cultivator, but to deal with the evil spirits and monsters in the secret realm."

Mu Sheng thought for a while, but still felt something was wrong. After a while, she said: "What if someone snatches it?" She was so busy here that she was preempted by someone who made the last move, and that person deserves the credit.

Wen Qingshou turned her head to meet Mu Sheng's gaze, she hooked her lips, showed a cold smile, and said, "Then—kill it!"

Mu Sheng was taken aback by Wen Qingshou's cold words, and was about to say something when he suddenly felt a cold and sinister gaze on him. Following that strange feeling, Mu Sheng saw a young man with a gloomy face.

Wen Qingchou approached Mu Sheng and whispered, "That's Yue Zhenguan's disciple."

Mu Sheng frowned, the other party's murderous intent was very intense, if he met him in the secret realm, he would definitely attack.

As the sun moved, people from various sects came one after another. A thunderbolt exploded, and the vortex faintly opened a crack that flowed with golden light and purple light. The head of Tianji Sect stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The time has come, everyone can enter quickly." As soon as the words fell, the golden glow suddenly floated up from the ground, and fell like sunlight, covering the monks present. After a few breaths, the figures disappeared one after another.

The head of Tianjimen said with a smile: "I don't know which one won the first place on the list this time."

Another person added: "It may not be a good thing to fall on a casual cultivator. Being on the famous list does not mean that you can rest easy." After a pause, he narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that the young master has news?"

A cold light flashed in the master's eyes, and he replied: "After all, it's our young master, it's not good to be out all the time, we have to pick him up. It's a pity, it's a pity, the young master missed the opportunity to visit the secret realm this time. "

The person who spoke to him laughed a few times.

In the secret realm, once Mu Sheng settled down, he cautiously looked around. She knew that the secret realm was sent randomly, and no one knew which corner she would be sent to. Her current location is far away from the disciples of the Tianyan Sect. It is difficult to confirm the location with the ordinary messenger talisman of the same sect, so she can only find it slowly by herself. Suddenly, Mu Sheng remembered that the red thread of warmth and sorrow was tied to her body. With the fluctuation of her thoughts, the red line slowly became clear in front of her eyes. Following the red line, her consciousness swam into the sea of ​​tenderness and sorrow.

"Senior Sister Wen?" Mu Sheng called out tentatively.

Wen Qingchou replied, and then said: "where are you? Forget it, don't move, wait for me to come and look for you. "

Before Mu Sheng could say a word, there was silence on the other side, and her consciousness was also pushed out.

Mu Sheng: "..." Lowering her eyelashes, she didn't intend to rely on recalling the unreliable plot, but walked slowly along the road ahead, preparing to find a safe place to hide.

In the jungle.

Warmth and sorrow stepped on the dead branches and leaves, making a rustling sound. The intertwined branches of the trees block out the sky, and only the golden sunlight falls from the gaps. In the woods, there were several snakes curled up on the brown bark, and they were trembling at the moment, not daring to move at all. Suddenly, there was a rustle, and a hidden arrow rushed towards the back of the heart. Wen Qingshou sneered, and pushed back the longevity fan in his hand, and heard a click, and the dark arrow shattered into powder.

"I don't want to hunt monsters in Dengwen's secret realm, but I want to attack my fellows?" Wen Qingshou said slowly.

Seeing that the sneak attacker hadn't succeeded, he showed his body at this moment. The six disciples formed a faint encirclement circle, trapping warmth and sorrow in it.

Wen Qingchou evoked a smile, and said slowly: "Who am I, it turns out to be a group of wastes from Yue Zhenguan." Seeing that the other party did not answer, she said again, "Look at those who are also disciples of 'Xuanmen' at present. For your sake, I will give you a chance to leave now."

"What if you don't want to?" The man in the lead is also in the Jindan period, and he smiled coldly after hearing the words of warmth and sorrow.

She frowned tenderly and said, "then die!"

Yue Zhenguan's disciple's face became more and more cold, and he shouted: "There are six of us, do you have a chance to escape?" People, but because of Tian Yanzong's attitude, Yue Zhenguan changed his plan and more than doubled his manpower. Tian Yanzong is unwilling to hand over the person who did it, so they will end it by themselves. In order to be able to accomplish this, before entering the secret realm, the head master cast a secret method, enabling them to track down the murderer in the first place!

Trapped in the sword formation, Wen Qingchou didn't even frown.

Most of Yue Zhenguan's disciples practiced swords, and their power alone was average, but together with those who practiced sword formation, they could exert double their strength! The sword glow rustled like a crazy hurricane, and the sound of dragons and tigers could be faintly heard. The fan in Wen Qingchou's hand was knocked one after another, and a ball of light appeared on her body, as sharp as a golden knife, and suddenly the hurricane in the sword formation tore apart. With a flash of Wen Qingshou's figure, he had already arrived in front of the disciple who formed the formation. The fan wiped the disciple's neck.

Yue Zhenguan sent people to his place, presumably there are still some to ambush Mu Sheng. The smile on the corner of the warm and sad lips has disappeared, and five lives have been harvested easily while the fan is turning. In the end, there was only one terrified disciple left, stepping back step by step until he leaned against the trunk of the big tree. "You, you—" "It's not a golden elixir" hadn't been uttered, and a huge python's head suddenly dropped from the tree. It opened its **** mouth, and with a click, the sharp teeth Then he bit off the disciple's head.

Blood splashed everywhere. Wen Qingshou spread out her fan and swept it forward, sweeping away the filthy smell of blood. She also didn't look at the boa constrictor winding down from the tree trunk, turned around and flew towards Mu Sheng's direction.

On the endless grassland.

Mu Sheng hugged Qin, and looked vigilantly at the three monks who suddenly flew towards her. She remembered that the clothes belonged to Yue Zhenguan.

Wen Qingchou is right. The other party is indeed looking for revenge, but why is it so fast?

Among the three monks, one golden core and two gas transformations, it seems that it is more than enough to deal with a disciple of the gas transformation stage.

Seeing that their murderous intent was strong, Mu Sheng also slapped the piano behind him. Immediately afterwards, she shook her sleeves again, and a pill quietly dispersed in the wind.

The three of them didn't form an formation, they each summoned a spirit sword with a tactic, and danced a brilliant light in mid-air.

Mu Sheng plucked the strings with his fingers, and sword energy was also stimulated by the sound of the piano!

At this moment, a light heck came!

"You belong to Yue Zhenguan? How did you attack your comrades?!"