wine hit fairy

Chapter 42 My Fairy Name?Lazy Dreamer!

"Bold."

Ye Linshuang's icy voice resounded, and pieces of frost gradually condensed on the feet, and the sword arrays bloomed one after another, refining these evil thoughts.

When they just walked in, the door of Meng's house closed with a "squeak".

The entire Meng residence seemed to have a mind of its own, allowing them to come in and eating them.

"Where's the head of your family?"

Ye Linshuang calmly walked into the main hall and sat down at the guest table.

Meng Ningsheng was seriously injured. He sat on the chair next to Ye Linshuang and took a deep breath. Just as he was about to say something, Ye Linshuang said clearly, "Just sit here and don't move any more."

"Thank you Ye Zhangjian for your understanding."

"I'm not understanding you, but you can't move even if you want to." Ye Linshuang said indifferently.

Right behind Meng Ningsheng, a black shadow turned into a human form, sticking to Meng Ningsheng's chair from behind, wrapping around Meng Ningsheng's neck, like a delicate beauty, coquettish to him.

Meng Ningsheng lowered his head. The moment he saw the evil spirit, he was so surprised that he almost forgot to breathe.

Ye Linshuang turned her face sideways, as if the evil spirit was a person, and asked it, although her voice was stern, her tone was very modest.

"You have so many evil spirits, it seems to have taken root in Meng's house. What evil thoughts are you relying on?"

The evil spirit was not afraid at all, and even approached Ye Linshuang: "You are the sword of Nanli Jingtian... Guess what."

Ye Linshuang didn't move, didn't answer, but closed his eyes, and his aura spread out from his body in an instant, soaking the entire Meng family, sinking slowly, and sank several feet into the ground of Meng's house. Until countless wailing and painful souls tried to cling to his aura to escape the shackles.

Ye Linshuang's eyes suddenly opened, and a hint of anger flashed in his cold eyes: "How dare you..."

The evil spirit smiled: "How dare you? Isn't it just refining their pain to make our food?"

Meng Ningsheng's face was pale, and he remained motionless, fearing that the evil spirits would take out his elixir.

At this time, Meng Ningsheng's second junior brother ran back.

"Ye Zhang Sword! Brother! I can't find Master anywhere!"

When he saw the evil spirit wrapped around Meng Ningsheng's body, he fell to the ground in fright.

"Do you still want to say that other people in the mansion can't be found?" Xie Ling said with a smile.

The second junior brother was trembling with fright, and was immediately entered by another evil spirit. Meng Ningsheng wanted to draw his sword to save him, but he couldn't move.

Ye Linshuang clasped his fingers on the hilt of the sword, and was about to draw the sword, but the second junior brother with black eyes smiled and saluted Ye Linshuang.

"Ye Zhangjian, please be safe and don't be impatient. My lord also sent me to serve Ye Zhangjian. Otherwise, there will be no tea guides."

"When did Meng Yuandao fall into your evil ways?" Ye Linshuang asked coldly.

"He believed in my demon king, and the demon king granted him a wish. Ye Zhangjian has a thorough mind. Guess what wish it is?"

Ye Linshuang got up, walked towards the second junior brother of the Meng family step by step, looked at his pale and bloodless face, said every word without any emotional ups and downs, but said hard: "Maybe his skill is improving by leaps and bounds, and his daily strength will defeat the world. Cave Master, I am ashamed."

"Yes, this is the obsession with fame and wealth. No wonder Meng Yuandao. After all, Mrs. Meng, who was married before, has nothing to do with the description of 'gentle and small'. Come and drink. After the tigress died, the Cave Master of Dust Huan came to the door again and wanted to kill Meng Yuandao’s concubine in front of so many people. Are you aggrieved or not? Are you deceiving? Too much?"

"Let me see how capable your king is."

Ye Linshuang held the scabbard with his left hand, and slowly pulled out the Linshuang sword with his right hand.

Sen Leng's spiritual light overflowed, he swung his sword, and a sword light flashed across the second junior brother, frost flowers swirled, and the Ninglong sword formation was urged to rise, instantly swallowing the evil spirit in the second junior brother of the Meng family.

Suddenly the evil spirit left the body, and the second junior brother went ashore as if drowning, breathing deeply, holding his head against the ground for a long time, unable to lift his head.

"What is your purpose?" Ye Linshuang turned around and looked at the evil spirit hovering over Meng Ningsheng's shoulder.

"We want a person's Dan Yuan."

"Lie." Ye Linshuang raised her chin.

"We didn't lie. You used the Linshuang Sword to detect the aura of that person, but with Ye Zhangjian's cultivation, you still can't detect who that person is?"

Ye Linshuang still maintained a stern expression, but the knuckles holding the sword trembled slightly.

How did these evil spirits find out that I sent the Linshuang Sword to that young man to watch in the inn?

No... Impossible, the one sitting beside the young man at that time was the sword sect of Wuwujingtian!If there were evil spirits spying on him, even if he didn't find it, how could Jianzong not find it?

Unless the spy at that time was a cultivator comparable to Jianzong, or a demon king who served the evil god Chaos and had condensed evil thoughts for thousands of years!

Is it the former or the latter?

"Presumptuous. Immortal sage's alchemy, how can you wait to covet it! Since I refuse to tell the truth, I will refine the evil spirits of the entire Pengyuan Mountain here!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Linshuang held the sword and whirled sharply, and the wind brought by it was also frozen by the cold air released by Linshuang's sword. The frost flowers collided with each other, making a delicate and agile sound. The always light and nimble sword array seemed to be brewing. The momentum of the annual glacier avalanche directly split the ground under his feet!

Countless evil spirits were absorbed and refined by the sword formation, and became Ye Linshuang's help. The power of the sword formation greatly increased, as if the entire inner palace of Pengyuan Mountain had been ripped open by him!

Ye Linshuang stood up with his sword, lowered his eyes, and under his feet was a scene like eighteen layers of hell.

And in the dark and gloomy bottom layer, there is a huge green tripod.

Linshuang sword led him straight down, Ye Linshuang knew in his heart that the elixir that the evil spirit coveted was unusual, and seemed to hide the legendary chaotic karmic fire.But these evil spirits did not take Meng's house as their lair overnight. How could they be sure that Jianzong would take the boy to Pengyuan Mountain?

To put it bluntly, he saw evil clouds encroaching on Pengcheng outside Pengyuan Mountain, but it was just a temporary idea of ​​the demon entrenched here!

They have corroded the entire Meng family, and Mount Pengyuan is at the junction of Xiyuan and Nanli. If the Meng family becomes the lair of the demon king, why wouldn't Nanli Jingtian send people to investigate?

and so……

Ye Linshuang stopped suddenly, hanging in the air.

Countless evil spirits gathered in the fissure above his head, rushing in, as if to fill up the crack he opened.

This is simply inviting you into the urn!

"So the first thing we want is you, Night Palm Sword!"

Ye Linshuang heard the laughter of the evil spirits around him, and his expression showed no hesitation.

"Since you have entered purgatory, then pierce this purgatory!"

Linshuangjian swooped down with him, and in front of him was a soul refining cauldron!

In the cauldron, the souls of countless young girls struggled and shouted. They had been refined by evil spirits to the point of being merged into one, but they were not reconciled, they fought against each other and tried to separate.

And every separation and splitting of the soul is a huge pain. These pains turned into a fierce spirit, making a hoarse but terrifying voice, and suddenly opened its mouth towards Ye Linshuang. In it, there is another void.

Ye Linshuang's speed didn't slow down at all, and as she galloped in, the big mouth closed instantly.

In the darkness, I saw a figure faintly. Ye Linshuang drove his sword, and the whole void was instantly lit up by a spiritual light. Unexpectedly, this was a secret room.

In the secret room, Meng Yuandao was sitting cross-legged, practicing. Ye Linshuang condensed his true energy on his fingertips and rubbed it on his eyes.

——Open your eyes!

In an instant, Meng Yuandao could clearly see the aura around him.

His whole body was tainted with evil desires, his alchemy was dignified, and he was already possessed.

Suddenly, Meng Yuandao's eyes opened, they were as black as ink, it was the abyss of obsession, impenetrable.

The corners of his lips curled up, as if the blade of a knife was drawing blood marks against his heart.

"Lord Linshuang, you have entered my Soul Refining Cauldron, but you will never be able to get out again!"

There was no trace of fear on Ye Linshuang's face, "I am ordered by my teacher to come here to punish the evil spirits. If the evil spirits are not eradicated, Nanli will not return."

After finishing speaking, the sword light of Linshuang Sword flashed, and Xiao Han's Ninglong Sword Formation was serious, wanting to refine the entire void.

"'Family teacher'! 'Family teacher'! Besides Miaochen Yuanjun, who else in your heart—"

Following Meng Yuandao's furious roar, the black evil cloud was spit out from his mouth, and countless painful girls' faces were about to bite Ye Linshuang at any moment!

At this time, Shu Wuxia held Lu Xiaochan with one hand, and rode Lushu to the top of Pengyuan Mountain, overlooking the entire Meng family's house.

Lu Xiaochan couldn't see the appearance of the house, but she could see the huge crack going deep into the base of Pengyuan Mountain!

Between the cracks, there are evil clouds rolling, which are worse than the evil clouds that enveloped Pengcheng before.

"This...what's the matter?"

Lu Xiaochan turned her body sideways and lowered her head, because she was so fascinated, she almost slipped off Lushu's back, but Shu Wuxia hugged him.

"Be careful." Shu Wucha said close to Lu Xiaochan's ear.

"Brother Wu Gap! What is this crack?"

Shu Wucha raised his hand, a frost fell on his palm and melted immediately.

"This should be the trace of Ye Linshuang's Ninglong Sword Formation splitting the evil cloud."

"The evil cloud is so thick, did he get eaten by the evil cloud?"

"It's okay, with his cultivation base, he still can't die."

Lu Shu slowly landed on the edge of the black crack, and Meng Ningsheng was still sitting beside him, fighting against the evil spirit clinging to him with his weak body.

As soon as he saw Shu Wuxia and Lu Xiaochan, he guessed that they were seniors living in the inn, and immediately called for help.

"Senior, please save my life!"

Shu Wuxi showed no compassion, but said to Lu Xiaochan: "Xiaochan, the Tai Ling Qingyuan curse you cast in the inn before, the congealing curse was too slow, just use this evil spirit to practice again."

Lu Xiaochan nodded immediately, thinking that she should practice.

At this time, You Shu Wuxia was watching him by his side, and he didn't have to worry about his life if he failed.If in the future, he encounters some powerful demon king and evil god, he can help him too!

He immediately concentrated, the spiritual energy overflowed from the sea of ​​pills, and quickly condensed, much faster than before in the inn, but it dissipated as soon as it condensed.

"Little Cicada, be careful."

Lu Xiaochan realized that she wanted to speed up too much, and something went wrong with the Qingyuan Curse just now.

Seeing Ye Linshuang, the evil spirit came to help again, and directly followed Meng Ningsheng's wound in the back of his heart, trying to swallow his elixir in one gulp!

Lu Xiaochan's mind was not affected by Meng Ningsheng's frightened cry, and the Qingyuan Curse flicked out from her fingertips, and followed the evil spirit into Meng Ningsheng's inner palace.

The evil spirit had already swallowed Meng Ningsheng's elixir, and the Qingyuan Mantra swallowed the evil spirit again, refining it in an instant, and the aura after refining was directly absorbed by Meng Ningsheng's elixir.

Meng Ningsheng, who had been ashen-faced, suddenly regained his blood color, and the injuries in the inner palace were also recovering, and gradually he couldn't even feel the pain.

He touched his back and found that he was healed!

"Why make a wedding dress with someone else?" Shu Wucha said lightly.

But Lu Xiaochan frowned and stomped her feet vigorously: "You! Give me back the spirit energy I refined!"

Meng Ningsheng looked surprised: "This...how do I pay back this?"

"It was obviously refined by me, so why was it sucked by your alchemy!"

Lu Xiaochan really didn't want to leave it to Meng Ningsheng, but her Qingyuan Curse was refined on top of his Danhai, and she wanted to bring the refined aura out of Meng Ningsheng's body, but who knew that she could only He can condense spells, but he can't control them well, and Meng Ningsheng took advantage of them!

Lu Xiaochan felt very humiliated, and what was even more embarrassing was that just now Shu Wuxia said "why make a wedding dress with others", he should climb up the pole, and said righteously, "saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda "What, who knows that the mouth is faster than the brain!

"That's all, that's all! Let me, Lu Xiaochan, give it to you! Just remember, I saved your life today, and in the future, you must follow my example!"

Meng Ningsheng stood there in a daze. A cultivator takes eliminating demons and defending Dao as his duty, so this little boy wants him to follow suit?

But after thinking about it, he not only refined the evil spirits to save his own life, but also sent spiritual energy to himself, allowing him to recover immediately. This is all kindness.The grace of dripping water should have been repaid by the spring.

Meng Ningsheng bowed his head and saluted Lu Xiaochan.

"Please tell me the name of the Taoist friend, do you have a fairy name?"

"Me? My name is Lu Xiaochan, immortal name..." Lu Xiaochan thought for a long time, but couldn't think of it, then tugged on Wuxia's sleeve, "Brother Wuxia, I only have such a little cultivation, what more do I need?" Fairy?"

"Your cultivation is not low."

"Huh? I've only lived for 16 years, isn't that low?"

Meng Ningsheng paused, he thought that Lu Xiaochan only looked 16 years old, probably because of his high talent, he got into power earlier than ordinary people, but he didn't expect that he was really 16 years old!

Although Meng Ningsheng's talent is not high, and he just formed the alchemy at the age of 30, it does not mean that he has no ability to perceive the depth of spiritual power.Just now, this young man named Lu Xiaochan probed into the spiritual power of his inner palace... hundreds of years if not thousands of years!

At this time, Lu Xiaochan was frowning and thinking hard, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked Shu Wuxia: "Is it okay if I give myself any fairy name?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll call it 'Lazy Dream'!" Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxia with a smile.

"Why 'Lazy Dream'? This fairy name is too...incomprehensible..." Meng Ningsheng only felt that this fairy name was too lacking in fairy spirit, and it was a little out of order.

"As long as you like it." Shu Wuxia said.

Lu Xiaochan stood on tiptoe, leaned into Shu Wuxia's ear and said, "You didn't come to see me before, I basked in the sun under the locust tree every day, and I didn't even think about where my next meal was, did I?" Are you lazy? Drink another pot of drunkenness and dream, and you will meet my beauty in your dreams... Do you think that beauty is you? Lazy dreams, lazy dreams, just don’t bother to do anything, just think in dreams My Wuxia brother!"

Meng Yuandao knew that Lu Xiaochan's words were just for Shu Wucha to hear, and he didn't want to hear anything rude, so he turned his head to avoid it.

Shu Wuxia's originally indifferent expression turned into a soft feeling.

"Then call it 'Lazy Dream'."

Lu Xiaochan squatted on the ground, propped her chin and looked at the deep crack: "Brother Wu Gap, since you said that this evil cloud cannot trap Ye Linshuang, then... where is the devil who gathered the evil cloud?" Woolen cloth?"

Meng Ningsheng also reacted: "Yes. This devil's evil spirit is extraordinary, and the evil cloud it summoned last night almost swallowed the entire Pengcheng. The evil cloud gathered today occupied the base of Pengyuan Mountain again... Even if we don't get rid of it, we must drive it away, otherwise we will fall into the control of the Demon City from Pengyuan Mountain to Pengcheng for thousands of miles!"

Shu Wucha rubbed the top of Lu Xiaochan's head and said, "Let's go, let's go and see Meng Yuandao."

"Ah... Is Meng Yuandao in here?" Lu Xiaochan pointed to the dark crack in the mountain.

"Xiaochan, I will enter your alchemy sea with my mind and teach you the art of 'spirit discrimination'."

"Yeah!"

There are new things to learn, so Lu Xiaochan is naturally happy.

Shu Wuxia's hand landed on Lu Xiaochan's shoulder, and his aura led out Lu Xiaochan's spiritual sea, gradually submerging the entire Pengyuan Mountain.

Even if the trees were already dead, the spirit of each disciple appeared in Lu Xiaochan's spiritual sea, which was extremely clear.

Lu Xiaochan was in the spiritual sea, and saw the disciples who fled from the inn before kneeling in front of the other courtyard on the back mountain, with their heads down, lost their minds, some of them hadn't formed alchemy yet, the only two with alchemy One was kneeling at the front, with a faint aura.

Their aura seemed to be sucked dry.

And behind the closed gate of the other courtyard, only two overlapping figures can be seen, doing indescribable things.

Lu Xiaochan didn't know if they had calmed down, but felt that the man above was thin and thin... his energy was almost sucked dry!

But when it comes to cultivation, that man seems to be more advanced than other disciples, could it be that he is...Meng Yuandao?

Lu Xiaochan opened her eyes and looked at Shu Wuxia.He was suddenly a little embarrassed, because Shu Wuxia wanted to be clean, and when he discerned the spirit just now, Shu Wuxia must have seen what Meng Yuandao was doing!

But Shu Wuxia's spiritual sea is still calm, he really has a pure heart and few desires!

"Wait, if Meng Yuandao is in the back mountain... then who is that person in the big crack?"

"What you see is not necessarily what you see."

"What do you see?"

Like my smart eyes?

"The person hiding in the crack, whose cultivation base is higher than that of Ye Linshuang, will naturally be able to deceive his discerning eyes."

"So you also fooled my eyes?"

This is false!No matter what, go to the back mountain first and find out the real Meng Yuandao!

What brother Wu Xia saw must be the real Meng Yuandao!

Lu Xiaochan turned over to Lushu, and Shu Wuxi sat behind him, but in a flash, Lushu took them to the other courtyard in the back mountain.

The sound of the two entanglement could be heard from a distance, but Lu Xiaochan heard it, but she didn't find it charming, on the contrary, it was creepy.

Lu Xiaochan got down from Lushu, and passed by the kneeling disciples in front of the courtyard gate. They all lowered their heads and their faces were dull.Just as Lu Xiaochan was about to poke his finger on the shoulder of one of them, he heard Shu Wucha say his name.

"Little cicada."

Only then did Lu Xiaochan realize that in front of Shu Wucha, she couldn't touch outsiders.

Following Shu Wuxia's side these days, he also learned a lot of ways to use spiritual energy, so he raised his finger, flicked it lightly, and a beam of spiritual light fell behind the disciple, pushing him down easily.

This slight vibration caused other kneeling disciples to fall down one after another.

Lu Xiaochan stepped back and looked at her "masterpiece", "They...they are too useless, right?"

And on the other side of the door, there was a woman's voice in extreme pain: "Help me...help me..."

"She should be Meng Yuandao's concubine—the Kang family, right? She... isn't she pregnant? How can..."

Lu Xiaochan was about to push open the door, when suddenly countless evil spirits screamed and poked their heads out of the door, almost biting Lu Xiaochan's hand.

Lu Xiaochan's whole body was filled with aura, and she bounced them back.

"I'm so evil! The room is full of evil spirits! This Pengyuan Mountain should be eaten away by evil spirits, right?"

Shu Wuxi stood aside, not planning to make a move at all.

Lu Xiaochan knew that Shu Wucha wanted him to practice more.

"So many evil spirits, can I refine them?" Lu Xiaochan scratched her head.

Shu Wuxia said indifferently: "Before the demon king Luli invaded the Tailing Pavilion, didn't you dare to curse him as an enemy?"

"Then I also borrowed Kunwu's aura..."

"I'm here. Could it be that I'm not as reliable as Kunwu?"

"Of course Brother Wuxia is the most reliable!"

When Shu Wuxia said this, Lu Xiaochan immediately remembered the Tailing Climbing Sky Curse that he saw when he burned the spirit incense in the Tailing Pavilion!

At that time, I didn't know how to control the curse, but I tried my best to congeal the curse. It was Kunwu who used the real spirit to send the curse to Lu Li's side.

Last night, I happened to see Shu Wucha's "Crossing Sky Sword Formation", which also taught Lu Xiaochan a lot, so I happened to try it today.

In order for the Sky-Crossing Mantra to work, of course I have to borrow the energy of heaven and earth here.

When practicing in Tailing Pavilion, Lu Xiaochan discovered that she has a special feeling for water, and can easily empathize with water, so let's borrow the power of water today!

The vegetation here has withered, the water and trees have dried up, and I really can't feel the aura of water, trouble, trouble!

Seeing his frowning, Shu Wuxia said, "Little Chan, do you know that water can not only have various shapes, but also various forms?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Lu Xiaochan's mind, and Lu Xiaochan stretched out his hand, and the originally still wind flowed, as if attracted by the aura of his fingertips, rushing towards, the shallow water vapor in the wind gradually condensed, turning into a drop Dewdrops, a slap-sized Sky-Crossing Curse appeared on his fingertips, and the drop of water slowly fell into the spell.