Chapter 67 The Legend of the Lei Family

This sound... Why is it so familiar? It seems that he has heard it somewhere... Zhang Zixuan looked at the voice, and the beautiful monk knew that he was about to sit down, but Zhang Zixuan still saw a shocking scar on his right face!

Ray! God! Strong! Zhang Zixuan spit out three words word by word, and his voice was so low that he didn't even hear Zhuge Ruyu sitting next to him. Zhang Zixuan suppressed his complex mood, anger, joy, fear, and everything kept hitting Zixuan's heart.

Zhang Zixuan knew that his skills had long been on the edge of advancement, which was only limited to mental limitations. The so-called mental limit is because he has a heart knot - the small world. The key person in the world is still this thunder and strong!

"Amitabha! Fang is the little apprentice's empty words. Please don't worry about it. Master Pingkong was very protective of his closed disciples. Seeing that he had poked a leak, he quickly helped him carelessly.

Zhang Jing was also stared by Lei Tianqiang's words. He obviously didn't know the only survivor of the four families: "Haha. This little brother is right, right."

Zhang Zixuan secretly remembered him in his heart. There must be an understanding of this matter. In this case, let me come to an end.

"To get back to the point, please stay if you support the attack on the blood gate. If you don't support it, please leave by yourself. Don't say what happened today in the future, otherwise Yi Jiao will not give up.

Everyone in the hall began to communicate with their divine consciousness. For a long time, no one went out. After all, if anyone does not participate in the battle to capture the Blood Gate this time, it means that it will definitely be destroyed. It's a fool's dream to be alone!

"That's good. Have you all agreed?" Zhang Jing looked around for a week and saw that no one refuted, so he was happy and opened his face: "That's the best. Except for Yu Jianzong, we almost poured out this time! The blood gate must be eradicated, and Yixue was humiliated by an ambush in those years!"

"Good!" Everyone catered to him and said, "A humiliation before a snow!"

Only Zhang Zixuan sighed, but Meng Yu, who was at the table, suddenly called him. Zhang Zixuan looked for a voice and saw that Meng Yu was holding a black bead and motioned to show it to him.

"Is this?" Zhang Zixuan thought the bead looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Have you forgotten?" Meng Yu smiled bitterly. It took her a lot of effort to know the source of the bead: "You gave it to me when I was in Nanjian Mountain that day."

Zhang Zixuan looked at a trace of fire in the black beads and remembered that this was the strange Neidan!

"As far as I know, this is an ancient witchcraft." Meng Yu stared at the firelight in the inner elixir: "These black things are not magic, but the power of the stars of the witch. Therefore, it is very likely that the witches have returned to the uninhabited world.

"However, you said that this was left by the giant beast when the flooded the city, right?" Meng Yu saw Zhang Zixuan nodding, and her eyebrows were entangled: "However, I explored the whole warehouse with the consent of Yu Jianzong and found that the inner elixir they got was normal. That is to say, the out-of-group is not accidental, but someone secretly operates.

Witch... Zhang Zixuan felt a sudden slight movement in Zifu. He knew that this was the spiritual fluctuation of the master's horned dragon, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Aunt Meng found out where the witch is?"

"No." Meng Yu shook his head regretfully. This witch is really mysterious. The wind altar only investigated the approximate location of the witch clan, and there was no other news at all. This was still explored under the guidance of the elders of the secret forum. As for the general altar, Meng Yu had no extravagant expectations at all: "I just know that the witches are hidden in the northern underworld. There is a vast area and many wonderful places. I'm afraid I can't even find the immortals with three flower tops.

"Apprentice, thank you for doing so much for me as a cheap master." The horned dragon envoy in Zhang Zixuan's house finally said, "Since I know the general direction of the witch clan, I can figure out where they live in seclusion. Of course, please take a trip to the underworld when you have time.

I see... Finding the witch is the best opportunity to repay the master. It is said that it is also extremely easy for the witches to make the Dharma body. At that time, the master can also have his own Dharma body. He doesn't have to stay in his purple house and survive.

"This is the end of the business! The following is the time of the moon banquet. Zhang Jing's words turned around and said to everyone with a smile, "We only talk about the wind and moon, not about good and evil. If someone violates the precepts... Humph, pour him down and talk about it later."

"Haha!" The heroes can't help but be amused by this. With Zhang Jing's order, the door of the hall was opened again, and hundreds of practitioners rushed in and sat down.

"It's really helpless for Zhang to ask you to wait outside the door for a long time. Someone fined himself three cups. I hope you can understand. A slap and a piece of sugar, this is the experience of Yijiao. The slap lets you know the strength of Yijiao, and sugar lets you know that Yijiao's big belly can be tolerated.

Zhang Jing drank all three cups, and then it was over: "Let's quote as much as you like. This wine is made from thousand-year-old red fruit. It tastes sweet and nourishes the body and moistens the lungs. Please try it.

Millennium Zhuguo is a good thing, and alchemy can make a lot of good things. It's a waste to make wine.

Zhang Zixuan looked at the red agar juice in the cup and poured it into his mouth. At first, I didn't feel it. When the wine was down, I felt a stream of heat in my abdomen rushing straight to my throat, choking my voice.

"Hahaha. Zixuan, this is not how you drink wine. Feng Tiancheng poured another glass of red fruit wine for Zhang Zixuan, then raised the glass, pointed to the red wine and said, "This red fruit is a matter of extreme sun. It's strange that you swallow it directly into your stomach like this and don't burn your body."

"To taste this thousand-year-old red fruit wine, you have to shake the cup first, so that the remaining red fruit can be dispersed and its unique fragrance can be fully emitted."

Zhang Zixuan took the glass and tried to shake the glass. There was a ripple of red fruit wine. Sure enough, the fragrance was overflowing and intoxicating.

"When drinking, don't drink it all in one breath, but first take a small sip and put it in your mouth, then try to use luck to the tip of your tongue, and then gently stir to enter the aura into the vermilion wine. In this way, you can feel the unique charm of red fruit wine. After saying that, Feng Tiancheng leaned back on his seat and quietly tasted the delicious red fruit wine.

Zhang Zixuan followed the example and began to try to taste it. The more he tasted it, the more fragrant it became. The tip of his tongue and the red fruit wine blended like water and milk, and the sweet taste gradually came out. I feel that the surrounding environment has changed, the stars are shining, and the sun and the moon are shining.

This is the world of Xiaoqian! No, why doesn't it show the picture at that time?

Zhang Zixuan secretly meditated on his experiences in the world of Xiaoqian, as if only two real scenes appeared. First, I met a beautiful woman with a blurred face on the battlefield, and then there was a thunder from the sky. After waking up, my dragon formula began to jump three levels in a row. Then I saw Lei Tianqiang in Xianling Mountain, which led me to a bottleneck now and didn't break through that barrier.

Is it... Xiaoqian World is just to exercise my mind and let me advance smoothly? Is it a misunderstanding? Zhang Zixuan smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that he had never dared to enter the small world, but the result was like this.

Zhang Zixuan withdrew from the world of Xiaoqian with some decadence, but suddenly heard someone shouting, "Inviting the bright moon to wine as a song, and write poems in the Mid-Autumn Festival!" Come on, come on! Who is good at writing poetry?

It turned out to be a little bit of windy. He stood up first and shouted, "Let me throw bricks to attract jade!" Today we are holding the Moon Banquet on the 15th day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we all have to recite poems related to the 'moon'!"

"The vast and cold palace, and the fiber dwells in Su'e. In August and a half away, the moon is full, but the people are scattered.

"Good!" Everyone cheered in unison, and the atmosphere was brought up for a moment.

"I think that if we recite poems to the moon, he will naturally win the prize!" Zhang Jing smiled and then walked to Feng Tiancheng's position and gave him a large glass of thousand-year-old red wine.

"Excuse me, sir, who is this Su'e?" Zhuge Ruyu has never heard of these things. She has grown up under the care of her parents over the years and has never heard of these stories at all.

Zhang Zixuan didn't know these deeds, so he shook his head.

"This is a legend." Seeing that Zhang Zixuan didn't know, Meng Yu explained to them with a smile, "Sule is Chang'e."

"It is said that during the ancient lich hegemony period, there was a long and inverted enchanting woman named Chang'e. His husband is the god of the witch clan, Hou Yi.

"One day, Jinwu, the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the demon clan, appeared in the world together. Suddenly, the earth smoked, the sea dried up, and the people could not live again. Hou Yi, with the help of Chang'e, found the magic weapon of the demon clan to shoot the sun bow and the sun archery. He climbed to the top of Kunlun Mountain, carried his magic power, pulled the bow away, and finally shot nine Jinwu with an immortal body. The rest also fled out of the East China Sea.

"One day, Hou Yi went to Kunlun Mountain to visit his friends and happened to meet the Queen Mother who passed by, so he asked the Queen Mother for a bag of immortal medicine. It is said that if you take this medicine, you can become an immortal immediately. However, Hou Yi was reluctant to leave his wife, so he had to give the elixir to Chang'e for the time being. Chang'e hid the medicine in the treasure box on the dressing table, but was seen by Peng Meng. Three days later, Hou Yi led the disciples out to hunt. Peng Meng, who was pregnant, pretended to be sick and stayed. Shortly after Hou Yi led the crowd to leave, Peng Meng broke into the backyard of the inner house with a sword and forced Chang'e to hand over the elixir. Chang'e knew that she was not Peng Meng's opponent. When she was in danger, she made a quick decision, turned around and opened the treasure box, took out the elixir and swallowed it.

"Cang'e swallowed the medicine, and her body immediately floated off the ground, rushed out of the window, and flew to the sky. Because Chang'e cared about her husband, she flew to the nearest moon in the world and became a fairy. In the evening, Hou Yi came home, and the maids cried about what happened during the day. Hou Yi was both shocked and angry. He drew his sword to kill the villain, and Peng Meng fled early. Hou Yi was so angry that he beat his chest and shouted.

"The grieving Hou Yi looked up at the night sky and called his beloved wife's name. At this time, he was surprised to find that today's moon was particularly bright, and there was a shaking figure that looked like Chang'e. Hou Yi hurriedly sent someone to Chang'e's favorite back garden, put on the incense table, put on her favorite honey fresh fruit, and sacrificed to her Chang'e in the moon palace. After hearing the news that Chang'e went to the moon and became an immortal, the people set up incense cases under the moon and prayed for good luck and peace to the kind Chang'e. Meng Yu said and sighed deeply, "This is the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Shoot the sun god bow? Sun arrows? Zhang Zixuan was very surprised. The relief of the hero shooting nine days in the golden tower of Xuanzi Hall seemed to be vivid in his mind. That's the cause of the Lich War! I didn't expect it to have something to do with that Chang'e...

By this time, the poetry conference has reached **, and all kinds of wonderful sentences have emerged one after another. Most of the monks are idle clouds and wild cranes, and it is also one of their preferences to recite poems.

"The fairy of the capital is the most carefree, and the cold people in the cold palace are arrogant. When the jade rabbit Wu Gang was reunited, the osmanthus flowers accompanied each other through the autumn.

"Good sentence, good sentence." Everyone was flattered again. At this moment, Zhang Zixuan's "empty master", who had been locked with his divine consciousness, suddenly stood up and walked out of the hall.

Zhang Zixuan quickly stood up and said to Meng Yu and Feng Tiancheng, "Zi Xuan still has some personal matters. Miss Zhuge bothers the two elders to take care of them on their behalf."

"That's natural. Miss Zhuge is also a person who is easy for me to teach now. Zixuan, if you have something to do, go." Meng Yu heard that Zhang Zixuan's tone was a little urgent and knew that it must not be a trivial matter. However, Zhang Zixuan said that it was a private matter, so it was difficult to ask more questions.

Zhang Zixuan saw that Lei Tianqiang was about to leave the hall and quickly followed him. After Lei Tianqiang walked out of the hall, he turned left and right and walked out of the scope of Qiankun Building.