021 Mingyue Killing Heart

Qingwei touched his long beard and said softly, "There must be a process of solving things. Don't you believe me?"

Tianbao was silent.

Qingwei Zhenren said, "This matter will be discussed later when other real people come. How has Zifan's cultivation been in the past six months?"

Tianbao said, "I practice hard every day, and I have never relaxed."

After listening to this, a trace of regret flashed in Qingwei's eyes. Naturally, it was easy for him to see that Yang Zifan had no progress in his cultivation, but he couldn't bear to hit the child, so he nodded and said, "It's so good. Zifan, you go back first. Don't pay attention to today's Mingyue's affairs. Your master and I will solve it myself."

After hearing this, Yang Zifan took a look at Tianbao Zhenren. Tianbao Zhenren nodded slightly, then nodded, and then saluted and walked out of the bamboo house.

When he walked out of the purple bamboo forest, he faintly heard a sigh from the room behind him, and a sentence: "Tianbao! It seems that there will be no miracle in Zifan's cultivation. Let's prepare a place for him!"

He is far away from the bamboo house and should not have heard the sound of the bamboo house, but since that epiphany, his auditory vision has been different from ordinary people. Recently, it has become more and more sensitive, and the voice of a human being penetrates deeply into his heart like a thorn. I can't get any more excitement about getting the thousand-year-old iron pine and storage rings during the day.

Yang Zifan looked at the dark sky, sighed, withdrew his eyes, lowered his head and walked out along the stone road. The heart of Jiuye Qinglian in his body was released by him and slowly turned in the purple mansion. A faint cold breath swam across his body, as if comforting Yang Zifan.

He was in a slightly better mood. He subconsciously carried the spirit of the green lotus in his palm, and a cyan flame slowly ignited, but with a cold one.

The fire of green lotus is divided into two poles, one extremely hot and the other extremely cold.

Yang Zifan prefers that coldness, which feels like a familiar acquaintance, as if he had been around at some point. The flame lit up his body and constantly changed various shapes in his hand.

Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be someone behind him. The flame in his hand went out. He turned around and saw a man in white looking at him with a smile.

"Bai Zhufeng Liang Yichen!"

Yang Zifan was shocked that this person was not someone else but had met that person on Cuiyunping Mountain Road earlier.

"Hello?" He took a few steps closer and seemed to be very familiar with Yang Zifan: "Meet again? It should be a little predestined!"

Yang Zifan took a step back, looked at him warily, and said to himself, "Who the hell is this guy? Both times appeared silently.

"Bai Zhufeng Liang Yichen!" He repeated his name to Yang Zifan again, as if to make sure whether he remembered it or not. He tilted his head and said, "When it rains, Cuiyunping Mountain Road!" Do you remember?"

Yang Zifan looked at him nervously, thought about it for a while, grabbed his head, and didn't say anything.

Liang Yichen was a little embarrassed and smiled, "The fire in your hand is so cold just now. Goodbye!" After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the purple bamboo forest.

Liang Yichen's words were extremely light, but it sounded like thunder in Yang Zifan's ears, which made him dizzy.

"Did he discover his secret?"

Yang Zifan turned around and looked at the white guy who gradually disappeared in the purple bamboo forest. He was shocked. If this person knew his secret, it would be a great threat to him. Maybe he did not find his secret at all, but accidentally passed by and saw the green lotus fire in his hand...

Yang Zifan turned a few thoughts in an instant, but he was at a loss. He only felt numbness in his scalp and subconsciously said to the man, "Cuiyunping Yang Zifan."

The man stopped and turned around. His eyes were as clear as water and smiled, "It turns out that you can talk. If there is a chance, I will see you again. The leader has something to do with me." After saying that, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the purple bamboo forest.

"Hey..."

Yang Zifan stopped talking, but Liang Yichen didn't seem to hear the voice behind him and disappeared directly into the purple bamboo forest. It was the first time he encountered such a thing. For a moment, he didn't know how to solve it. He could only comfort himself secretly: "Just now, his eyes are clear and should not be his own secrets, but..." He immediately denied the idea. After taking a few steps forward, he couldn't help looking in the direction of Liang Yichen's disappearance, and his heart went up and down. Of.

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Yang Zifan is upset about the mysterious Liang Yichen, but it is not so good on Yuzhu Peak.

Lingxiu panicked and was stroked back by weak Feng Haotian, which naturally shocked Yuzhufeng. The news spread to the ears of Mingyue, who was resting in the room, causing him to feel uneasiness and could no longer sleep. He hurried out of the room and hide outside Yuzhufeng Yuzhu Hall to eavesdrop.

I was shocked when I heard it.

Because Lingxiu was saying that Yang Zifan reported that he bullied him, Tianbao Zhenren was angry about it.

Mingyue didn't expect that Yang Zifan could still survive in the red-scave snake mouth. He only felt that his hands and feet were cold and hurried back to his room. He knew that his mother would come to him later.

He stood in the room, and the candlelight on the table was shining, which made him upset. He slapped him and heard a sound of soldiers bang, and the candles and cups on the table were all smashed.

The room is dark.

Mingyue's face was full of anger, and suddenly there was a flash of light in her eyes. She quickly touched the cabinet beside her, turned out something, then lit the candle again, and swept away the remaining pieces of porcelain on the table with her long sleeves.

The thing was placed on the table by him. It was a crystal clear jade box. The jade box was carved with gossip engravings. The engravings were delicate, and the light flowed as a fairy.

He did not look at the jade box and hurriedly opened the box, which contained eight red crystal hexagrams neatly. Mingyue quickly picked up the hexagram and divination according to the formula to divine the bad luck of Yang Zifan.

The hexagram flew out of his hands and fell on the table.

"Ferocious."

Mingyue's hands and feet were cold. He calmed down, and the formula in his hand changed again, and the hexagram flew up again and resumed a hexagram.

Eight red crystal hexagrams flew to the sky and rotated slowly for a long time before falling.

Seven hexagrams are inserted into the table to form a circle, but the other one falls aside, leaving the circle surrounded by hexagrams missing a unique mouth.

When the bright moon saw this, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes.

This hexagram is still fierce, but there is a breakthrough.

He walked around the house several times and looked back at this hexagram, but he couldn't think of any way to break through today's things.

The treasure he just used was sent by Qingwu Zhenren. Its name is Sanqian hexagram, which can divine good luck. As soon as the three hexagrams come out, it can determine the universe and know good luck.

I don't know how many times Mingyue has avoided the big murders with this divination sign over the years.

These two hexagrams have come out, which are slightly broken.

Now as soon as the third hexagram comes out, you can know where to go. Thinking of this, Mingyue resolutely bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed blood on the hexagram.

A red light immediately burst out on the body, and the red light flashed away.

The eight hexagrams are inclined to the north, like a sword pointing to the sky. From the window in the house, looking along the sign, it is the famous killing star in the sky: killing the wolf.

Mingyue's face suddenly changed greatly, and a murderous intention flashed in her eyes, which lasted for a long time.

He suddenly got angry and slapped on the table. Eight hexagrams were shaken around and fell to the ground. Another hexagram was inserted on the wall by the bedside, emitting a strange blood red.

"Brother Mingyue, Master will come to you." There was a female voice outside the house.

The murderous intention in Mingyue's eyes then darkened. He straightened his clothes, smiled again, and walked out of the room.

The candlelight in the room gradually extinguished, and the darkness devoured everything. In this darkness, the curtain against the bed in the room moved for no reason. A dark shadow appeared in the room like smoke. After a moment, it turned into a ball of black smoke. In the black smoke, the man stretched out a jade-like palm and pulled up one on the wall beside him. Red crystal sign.

A very low smile suddenly came out of the room.

The shadow disappeared in the dark in the blink of an eye.

"P"

With a soft sound, he casually pulled out the red crystal divination sign that fell to the ground as if someone had moved it and inserted it back. The position was exactly the same as before.

A chicken crow outside seemed to wake up the whole land. The sky in the east was white, but there was a cloud of black clouds in the west, north and south.

In a blink of an eye, the wind and rain will come again.