After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 142

[Chapter 142: Shadow Stone]

In recent days, the Qixing City under the Beimianmen Mountain has been very lively with people coming and going.

The disciples of the Zhengmeng League rushed to the Seven Star City in batches, all with solemn expressions and awe-inspiring expressions, which made some monks who were not well-informed to speculate.

“Could it be that the 500-year-old beast tide is coming ahead of time?”

“The beast swarm is coming, how can you still stand here and chat? Besides, if it does come, why do you run to Beimianmen? According to the old man, I can’t say that it is Beimianmen who has appeared again.”

The so-called constellation scholars are the gods who are out of ten. As soon as the constellation scholars come out, everyone in the Xuan Cang world is rushing——

It’s a pity that since Beimianmen founded the school, there have not been enough constellations in the palm of your hand.

“It’s not like, it’s not like, it’s like… seeking revenge. Ai, have you seen the Taibaimen and Haoranzong cultivators in front of the Beimianmen Mountain Gate, bounded by the Douchen stone steps, on the left and the right. ?”

The two sects of cultivators, each wearing a sect disciple uniform, sat in formation in line with each other, and at a glance, Wu Yangyang couldn’t see the side, which made people tremble at a glance.

“I saw it, I saw it, that aggressive momentum, to be honest, I have lived for so many years, except for the one five hundred years ago, I have never seen such a big momentum.”

At this moment, the disciples of Taibai Sect and Haoran Sect were also wondering.

The sect sent them out, followed Daojun Luyan and Daojun Shuyu, and came to sit at the entrance of Beimianmen aggressively. It had been nearly half a month, but he didn’t say anything.

“Lao Liu, did you see the person who just passed by? The head of Tianzun’s sect, and all the elite disciples under his sect…”

“I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it, and now there are the sect masters of the Beast Taming Sect, the Moyun Sect Sect, and the Dan Xin Sect… Tsk tsk, there is only one returning to the Ruins Sect.”

“Yo, come, live together.”

Someone clapped their hands, but they saw that on the Taibai Gate Douchen stone steps, one by one, the big monks holding the bowls with their ring scars were climbing up the stairs.

The head of the man had seven ring scars burnt, and the next one, with an ink-colored cassock, a large open jade chest, a beautiful face, and a five-petaled heavy lotus between his eyebrows, was walking barefoot on the stone steps of Douchen, walking as if no one else was around. .

“Heavenly Luozong Zongzong, and the Floating Life True Monarch are also here. Ai, look at the heavy lotus on the forehead of the Floating True Monarch. Is there another petal? When did the turn pass?”

“This… I haven’t heard of it. But you don’t think that the look on the face of the Floating Life True Monarch is a little different this time? It seems that someone annoyed him, he is a smiling Buddha.”

“Senior Brother Hehe, you said, I’m waiting here, do you really want to fight?”

This Senior Brother Hehe is the eldest disciple of Taibaimen leading the team this time.

He grinned:

“You have to speculate! The sect naturally has sect considerations, I’ll just wait and listen.”

“Senior brother, even if I don’t say it, I also know it. Half a month ago, the soul lamp that belonged to our senior sister Qianshuang was put out in the forbidden area of the back mountain. After that, Daojun Luyan led me to Beimianmen, could it be? Is there someone in Beimianmen who harmed Senior Sister Qianshuang?”

“No, I’ve heard that Senior Sister Qianshuang was given by the Daoist who she always liked, ahem, hurt-”

“—Li Wei Dao-jun? That’s impossible!”

“Yeah, Dao-jun Li Wei has always been of high righteousness, and besides, didn’t it say in the Canglan newspaper that Dao-jun and the innate Dao seed from Yuqingmen… disappeared?”

“Speaking of which, the writer of the Canglan Newspaper is really blind. In this world, how can there be a woman who can match our senior sister Qianshuang? He actually said that the Yuqingmen is the first beauty in the Xuancang world. .”

“The Canglan Newspaper has always only been entertaining, do you still take it seriously? Can you believe that a person as cold as Li Wei Daojun will hook up with a woman and have no fun? The newspaper does not say, Daojun Qingqing is an evil cultivator. To say that the disaster of Molan Town’s destruction is the so-called Daojun Qingqing and the Yin Puppet Sect of the Evil Alliance. What is the most outrageous thing? Do you know? A beautiful woman’s soul is sealed inside a picture of a beautiful woman—”

“—It can be seen that this Cang column newspaper is becoming more and more unreliable.”

Just as he was talking, two more people fell from a distance on the Douchen stone steps.

Both of them were wearing white clothes.

Although I didn’t see the face clearly, but at a glance, I felt that it was not ordinary.

The male cultivator is tall and straight like a bamboo, and the female cultivator is graceful like a willow, walking up the steps together. It was obvious that he didn’t have any closeness, but it made people look at it, and for no reason he gave birth to a charming and lingering meaning.

“Guixu white robe, six swords…”

“Tianyu Streamer Clothes…”

The male cultivator and the female cultivator have different concerns, but they can’t help but set their eyes on the stone steps.

The two people who came from far away on the stone steps, one was as cold as a fairy, the other was charming, and their every move made people unable to take their eyes off.

However, the former is broken heart; the latter, is fascinated.

“This…why does it look familiar?”

“Exile in white clothes, not stained with fine dust, is Liwei Daojun, Liwei Daojun!”

“The one with the veil next to him…is the one from the Yuqing Sect? It’s really bright and splendid, it’s breathtaking.”

“Junior brother, when people wear a veil, you can see Qingyan Huaguang? I can’t say, the face under the veil is unremarkable.”

“Just those eyes, the turbulent autumn waves and the wind, the anger and the continuous joy of water, are already superb. Not to mention the plump muscles and jade bones…”

Rolling in the wind and dust, the male disciple who had a good taste for women was about to continue when he suddenly felt a chill go around his body, choked his throat, and was speechless for a long time.

Looking at the stone steps, there are still people.

“Xianzong Yao Yao…”

He sighed.

But seeing that the people around him were also intoxicated, it took a long time to recover.

After a while of silence, a female nun suddenly sighed:

“Li Wei Daojun looked at that person’s eyes, really…”

Let the onlookers have their hearts alive.

“It can be seen that this Cang column newspaper may not be accurate.”

“Then… our Senior Sister Qianshuang, isn’t it infatuation with the wrong payment?”

The Taibaimen looked at each other in dismay, and couldn’t give a good compliment.

It is still clear who is close and who is far.

“Forget it, this level of things is not something I can worry about. If senior sister is wronged, it’s a big deal that I will wait for my own death to repay. If there is no injustice, whether the two of them are good or bad, it has nothing to do with me.”

“It’s a pole, it’s a pole.”

The disciples outside the door were talking a lot, but the main hall of Beimianmen was already in a state of tension.

“Hey, I said, we’ve been friends for most of our lives, why, why?”

Taibaimen Luyan and Haoran Zongshu selected Beimianmen to hold a twelve-star meeting. First, because Beimianmen’s mountain-protecting formation was the strongest among the twelve sects in the Xuancang realm, it was enough to withstand three repayments. The cultivator Jing joined forces to strike; secondly, the Daojun Jingsu from Beimianmen was a well-known old man in the Xuancang world, and he had a good relationship with all Daojuns.

Daojun Jingsu waved his whisk and separated the two parties.

“The two of me, nothing to do.”

Daojun Lu Yan has been obviously haggard in recent days, and the nasolabial lines are meanly hanging on his face. Looking at Tianhe’s eyes, it seems to be frosted:

“Benjun, as long as you go back to the market gatekeeper Li Wei Daojun, please come out and give me an explanation. Benjun’s own daughter, how, how…”

Half a month ago, Daojun Tianhe was still able to deal with this middle-aged old widow with patience, but now, that patience has been worn away in the day-to-day wrangling:

“Lu hates the old man, I look at you, you don’t want to talk about it, but you want me to lose one life for one life!”

“Tianhe, it’s not your son who died, of course you don’t feel sad!”

Shu Yu helped the beautiful Huanpei to the side, who was crying and fainted again in his arms, “When I hand over my children to Daojun Liwei, I hope that he will come back safely–”

“Fuck your motherfucker!”

Tianhe Daojun jumped up, “Do you still have to put your son in a swaddle to protect it, and treat the feces and urine as an old hen?!”

“Vulgar! Vulgar!”

“The black iron commanders who went to Molan Town that day died and less than half of them came back. Do they all want the old man to hand over their disciples and give them an explanation? Explain? What explanation? , Do you also care about other people’s?”

“The cultivator world is going out, there are many risks, and the skills are not as good as others. If you die, you have to blame others for not protecting you. There is no reason!”

Shu Yu tightly closed his mouth.

At this moment, Tian Luozong and his party walked from outside the hall to the inside of the hall. They didn’t see how fast their footsteps were, but they were already walking into the center of the hall in an instant.

“Amitabha, so lively.”

“Master Chengxin came just in time, you come to judge, this trip, Shuyu Daojun and Luyan Daojun, aren’t they too authentic?”

“Amitabha is not authentic.”

Cheng Xin sang a Buddha’s name, “–However, Dao-kun Yu and Dao-kun Luyan are in the human world at this time, but their hearts are trapped in Abi, Dao-kun Tianhe might as well put out the fire and temporarily truce, how about it?”

If Daojun Jingsu was a well-known good-natured man in the Xuancang world, then Master Chengxin, who had completed the seven-life rotation of Luo Zong that day, was the most virtuous and respected person.

His actions are always impartial and fair.

Daojun Tianhe, Shuyu and Luyan took their seats again.

Now, all the people in charge of the twelve sects of the Zhengmeng are here.

“Fellow Daoist Shuyu, you’ve never been the kind of person who messes around, why are you so rude this time?”

When the monk is outside, it is inevitable that he will be injured.

Twenty thousand years ago, the two major factions of the Zhengmeng were at odds over the death of their disciples. They fought several battles in succession, causing many disciples to suffer. Later, the Zhengmeng had a customary rule:

Unless there is actual evidence of harm, you shall not seek revenge and stir up trouble.

Now that Shuyu Daojun and Luyan Daojun are here, if they can’t give a reason, it will be a trouble.

“Of course, there is evidence.”

Daojun Lu Yan flicked his cuff, and he shook out a shadow stone——

The shadow stone can be left behind when something happens, and this shadow stone is much more precious.

The shadow stone, as the name suggests, can be used to recreate the image that happened in a certain period of time before someone’s death, and the medium is three drops of blood from the blood of the closest relatives.

If the cultivator’s essence and blood is damaged, it will come back after proper conditioning within a period of time.

But heartbreak is not.

No matter what kind of cultivator, the blood in the heart is fixed at ten drops in life, one drop will not be less, and one drop will not be too much.

Blood in the heart means that the person is angry, and a drop is one-tenth of his vitality.

Three drops, Rao is a cultivator of the Wonderful Law Realm…

Daojun Tianhe looked at Shu Yu’s face and couldn’t help but feel a little complicated.

Only then did he notice the man’s chapped lips:

“You’ve already dripped once.”

“……Yes.”

As soon as Shu Yu’s words fell, three more drops of blood popped out.

A scholar’s face, which had been well maintained before, had collapsed into a piece of skin, and was sticking to his face dryly, withered, thin, and stubborn.

After these three drops of blood have been dropped, a middle-aged and beautiful scholar has completely looked like an old man.

He propped up the back of the chair and sat down.

“you–”

Tianhe moved.

Three drops of blood poured onto the Shadow Tracing Stone.

A light curtain appeared out of thin air in the hall. In the light curtain, it was pitch black. The man was panting and seemed to be fleeing.

“My son has always been a crybaby and timid.”

Shu Yu looked at the light curtain with gentle and steady eyes, “I made you laugh.”

In the darkness, it could be seen that Shu Jin had found a shallow cave, and he nested himself in the cave, like a group of frightened beasts, forming a ball of himself.

Just when he thought he was safe, suddenly, a beautiful white sword glow with boundless killing intent appeared.

It went from far to near, from small to big, and suddenly burst and chopped down.

Shu Jin said “ah”:

“you–”

The voice stopped abruptly, and when the man was touched by the sword glow, he turned into flying ashes.

A familiar face appeared.

The full moon was bright, the grass was sparse and the grass was sparse. The man was dressed in white, cool and cold. He raised his eyes to the light curtain and saw——

The light curtain stopped.

“Liwei?”

Daojun Tianhe stood up in disbelief, looked around, and sat down again with a stern face.

Shuyu Fuxiu recalled the shadow stone, and the voice was as usual:

“…I didn’t think so. Even my son, who was afraid of death and pain, got his wish when he died. It didn’t happen so quickly, so it shouldn’t hurt much.”

The head of the audience invariably tightened his eyebrows.

Even Tianhe was speechless, the shadow stone is more reliable than the retrospective technique. With the blood of his own blood as a guide, the reappearance of the scene before his death can never be faked.

“That sword glow…” Shu Yu said slowly, “Have you all seen it?”

Beautiful and cool, ruthless and cruel—

In this world, apart from Li Wei, no one else made such a sword.

That face was a vaguely hazy moonlight, and it couldn’t hide its handsomeness.

Things seem to be ironclad.

“Do you still think that this gentleman is waiting here to start the Twelve Stars, is it a big deal? Dao-jun Li Wei is the chief secretary of the twelve main cities. If he acts unfairly and has narrow-mindedness, he will just—”

Shu Yu slapped the table, “Because of jealousy, he killed his commanders, right?!”

“Yes?!”

Cheng Xin sighed:

“wrong.”

Tianhe shook his head, and after the trance just now, he seemed to have recovered:

“My little disciple, even though he is ruthless, he will never be so narrow-minded, Lord Shuyu Dao, I am afraid there is something wrong.”

“Is there a difference?”

Shu Yu sneered, “I have the shadow stone as proof, Tianhe Daojun, according to your words, if Li Wei Daojun is not that kind of person, is there any evidence?”

“What do you want?”

Daojun Tianhe flicked the sword in his hand.

“If today, the Twelve Star Society will not give me an explanation to Haoran Sect, Guixumen will not give me an explanation, and Lord Liwei Dao will not give me an explanation, my Haoran Sect will withdraw from the Zhengmeng and return to the Ruins with you. The situation of the door is not at odds! If you are outside, if you meet someone who has returned to the ruins door, you will never die!”

“Taibaimen agreed.”

Lu Yan stood up.

“Wait a minute—”

Two people walked slowly outside the door, and they seemed to be slow and fast, and they arrived in the hall almost in an instant.

“Liwei?!”

Daojun Tianhe stood up overjoyed.