Immortals come on the moon

Chapter 46

Song Minhuan was a little surprised, it is really unbelievable that he realized the way of swordsmanship in one day.

He was in a complicated mood. If Zhuang Li trained himself in this way, his cultivation would improve very quickly, but it was also very difficult to continuously break through his bottom line.

Just looking at Zhuang Li's injuries, it is absolutely impossible to do it without extraordinary endurance and perseverance.

Why does Zhuang Li want to improve his cultivation so much?Do you want to become stronger?

But when this kid looked at him just now, his eyes were not friendly. Why was he angry?Because he came late?

Apart from this, Song Minhuan can't think of anything else right now.It's really what he's used to, now that they've only been separated for a few days, he has a good temper, while he blames himself, looking at the injuries all over Zhuang Li's body, he feels a little bit sorry for this stubborn donkey.

Zhuang Li on the stage quickly looked away and got involved in the battle with the Sirius Corps.

The black evil coercion collided with the black iron sword in Zhuang Li's hand. Zhuang Li's figure was very light, and he could only see a black shadow if he was fast.He didn't dodge the attack, and he didn't panic at all. Even if his shoulder was pierced by the sharp claws of Sirius, he didn't stop at all. The long sword cut off the opponent's throat, and blood splashed all over his body.

One, two, four...a total of 49, the applause from the audience was deafening, the thick blood piled up into a dark color, and the strong smell of blood spread from the stage. The wolf fell to the ground.

Zhuang Li held the sword in his hand and was facing in his direction, his face was covered by blood so that he couldn't see his expression clearly, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping blood.

Against the background of the corpse behind him and the blood dripping all over the floor, the hand was as pale as jade, the jawline was stern, and the corners of the lips seemed to curl up.

Looking at him across the crowd, Song Minhuan had the illusion that a beast in the dark was staring at him.

An inexplicable sense of horror spread in his heart, and soon Zhuang Li looked away, as if everything just now had never happened.

Heipao quickly entered the stage, took Zhuang Li away, and at the same time the stage was cleaned up.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yingxue put her hand on his shoulder, and said calmly, "What are you afraid of?"

Song Minhuan frowned, and shook her head, "No, maybe I was thinking too much."

He stretched out his hand and touched Shen Yingxue's fingertips. He felt a warm and cool touch from his fingertips. As if his heart had been lightly charged, he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Master, let's go and see if there is any way to enter the third basement floor."

Shen Yingxue's eyes fell on his fingertips, she paused for a moment, said "um", and quickly looked away.

He looked around in the dark pavilion, but couldn't find a place to enter the third basement floor. He guessed that tokens or something were needed to reveal the entrance.

The best way is to go to Zhuang Li again when the night is chaotic, and then bring Zhuang Li out.

In fact, it might not be impossible to break in by force, but the price to be paid is too high, and after entering, he probably won't be able to get out.

Song Minhuan planned to go back and discuss with Xu Wanqin again, so he returned to the courtyard and knocked on the door twice before going in.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Xu Wanqin asked, "Did you get back?"

"Xiao Zhuang won," Song Minhuan said proudly, "He's still in the dungeon, I haven't found a way to get in during the day, and I'll bring him out when we pass by at night."

"Win?" Xu Wanqin nodded, not too surprised, but said, "All the disciples in the same team as your junior brother died last night, and they didn't have time to smash the God Sealing Order when they died."

This means that now Zhuang Li's team is left alone.

Song Minhuan heard something in Xu Wanqin's words, and asked, "So what? Do you think Zhuang Li killed it?"

"They were locked in the same dungeon last night," Xu Wanqin said indifferently, "I will report this matter to the elders' meeting. Whether it is up to the elders to judge for themselves."

"It's up to you," Song Minhuan said indifferently, "You don't doubt that there are so many evil spirits in the dungeon, but you want to doubt my junior brother?"

Xu Wanqin raised his eyes to look at him, "Don't you understand what your own junior is like?"

"My junior brother knows how to measure himself." Song Minhuan recalled the way Zhuang Li looked at him on the stage, frowned before parting, "It can't be him."

Xu Wanqin let out a "huh" in an unclear manner, "We don't need to cooperate after saving people, and we will meet once a day outside the city lord's mansion."

"I don't think we need to see each other again."

The two of them went back to their own rooms. On the way, Shen Yingxue asked him, "If it's really your junior brother, what should you do?"

"Zhuang Li won't kill people for no reason," Song Minhuan, "I trust him. Of course, if he does something wrong, he will naturally be punished."

Now it is certain that if the disciples are in danger and it is too late to crush the order of the gods, they will still die.

"Master, didn't you say that there are other elders coming to protect these disciples?"

Shen Yingxue: "What they guarantee is that the casualties of the disciples are within a certain number. If the number does not exceed this number, then they will not take action."

After all, all the disciples participating in the Sword Club are prepared to die in advance. This is the ranking and honor sought at the edge of life and death.

It was hard for Song Minhuan to say anything, he could not question the decision of the Presbyterian Council.

He stayed in the yard until night, and after dark, he and Xu Wanqin met in the yard, and the two of them discussed the action plan on the way.

"You go to be a bait to lure away the evil spirits of the guards. I will find a way to seal the formation eyes under the dark pavilion, and then create chaos in the bloody battle field. You have to find your junior brother's position during this time and release him. I will find a way for those disciples."

"Look at this map clearly," Xu Wanqin threw him a parchment, which marked the distribution of the guards in the secret pavilion and the circled red dots, "the red dots are the places to be diverted, you have to make sure I get in There was no one here at the time.”

Xu Wanqin: "Can you do it?"

Song Minhuan glanced at the map, stuffed it into his arms, "I see, don't worry."

"If you dare to make small moves," Xu Wanqin paused, "I don't mind a team with only one person."

"I will pay you back that too."

The two of them had suspicions and doubts about each other, and they separated at the door of the dark pavilion.According to the location of the map icon, Song Minhuan first went to the rockery where the token could pass.

As expected, there were more than double the number of guards here than usual. Song Minhuan leaned against the rockery, bit his fingertips, and drew a formation with blood stained with evil spirits.

The formations were silently laid out under the feet of the guards, and he quickly went to another location. If he could set up a formation, he would set up a formation, and if he could not set up a formation, he would eliminate all the evil spirits of the guards.

Song Minhuan had prepared everything and did not wait until Xu Wanqin. He wondered in his heart if the boy had just run away, but it was unlikely.

"Master, should we go down and have a look?"

See what Xu Wanqin is doing.

"Okay," Shen Yingxue tapped his forehead with her fingertips, "Just go in, they won't notice you."

Song Minhuan felt a slight heat in his forehead and heart, he touched it, and walked directly from the tunnel to the end, which was a natural cave at the end.

Dozens of guards on both sides had already fallen down. Xu Wanqin stood by the edge of the pool, staring down at the pool, not knowing what he was looking at.

Song Minhuan also reached the edge of the pool.

This is a spring, and there are spells carved beside the pool.The whole body of the mantra was pitch black, as dark as blood, and they were connected together to lock the entire pool.

The originally clear pool water turned into a pool of stagnant water, the water surface was calm and waveless, as deep as thick ink that could not be melted.The figures of the two of them were reflected on it, which inexplicably added a touch of evil to their faces.

Seeing that the pool was already sealed, Song Minhuan asked, "What are you looking at here? We don't need to go out anymore."

Xu Wanqin stared at the pool water as if he could see a hole, then slowly withdrew his gaze, and said, "Now pass."

The two of them turned around, Shen Yingxue's eyes fell on the pool, a white light flew into the pool from her fingertips, the white light melted quickly after entering the pool, without any change.

"I set up a formation on the guard's side, and it can last for a while. The dungeon should be in chaos now. Let's divide the two sides to save people first."

When Song Minhuan and Xu Wanqin went out, Xie Chong had already noticed something was wrong and came over. One of them saw the spring water at the end, and his complexion changed instantly.

"The formation's eyes have been sealed... Hurry up and call someone! Something serious has happened!"

"Go to Mr. Ghost! Keep this matter secret, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will pull out your tongues!"

The evil spirits of the guards hurried back and forth lighting torches, Song Minhuan listened to it, and there was a moment of doubt in his heart.

Does that pool of water matter?I am very concerned about these evil spirits.

He put this question in his heart, and now he was busy saving people, so he set a fire at the door when he went out.

"It's not good! Something happened to the blood fight outside... it's on fire!"

"Go and inform the people outside, don't let people sneak in! This place is temporarily sealed, put out the fire first!"

There was a mess here, and they sneaked into the third basement floor smoothly.I don't know how Xu Wanqin did it, they didn't encounter any very powerful evil spirits on the way.

There was a rotten and gloomy atmosphere in the dungeon, and all the monks and disciples were locked behind the iron doors. This scene seemed familiar.

Song Minhuan recalled that the disciples he saw in the dungeon of Chongguang City were somewhat similar to those now... In comparison, the casualties here were more serious.

Worried about Zhuang Li, he passed by the iron gate and unlocked it, and found someone at the end of the corridor.

A bloody prison cell, with many dark brown marks on the floor and walls.The boy in the corner was wearing shackles on his wrists and ankles, sitting alone in the shadows, motionless as if fused with the mottled blood.

"Xiao Zhuang!"

Song Minhuan cut off the upper chain with a sword, the cell door opened, and he entered the dungeon.

Hearing his voice, the boy in the corner raised his head slowly, his eyes fell on him first, and then he moved behind him, his bloodstained fingertips moved slightly.

"Brother." Zhuang left his mouth, his voice hoarse and deep.

This was the first time this kid called his senior brother. Song Minhuan felt a little distressed when he saw this kid's miserable appearance. He went to Zhuang Li and asked, "Are you injured? Can you still leave? I'll take you out of here first."

Zhuang Li sat on the spot without moving, lowered his eyes and said, "I can't go, brother carry me on your back."

"Okay," Song Minhuan didn't have any objection when he heard the words, he knelt down in front of Zhuang Li, and said, "Come up, I'll take you out."

His back sank, and when Song Minhuan didn't notice, the corners of Zhuang Li's lips curled up slowly.

"I came here with Xu Wanqin. You are injured. You will stay outside later. I will come over again."

Song Minhuan lifted Zhuang Li up with his back on his back, wondering if it was his illusion, feeling that the boy had become a little heavier.

"Brother, go over there, there is another exit there."

When he got to the fork in the road, Zhuang left the entrance, and pointed to the dark direction near the left that could not be seen at a glance.The other side is quiet, like an ancient well of abyss that devours people.

Song Minhuan was about to blurt out that "yes" when his eyes fell on "Zhuang Li"'s hand and he paused slightly.

It was a cold white and skinny hand, the fingers were much thinner than those of ordinary men, the top was very smooth, pale and delicate without any blemish.

Zhuang Li practiced sword all the year round, his hands had calluses, it was impossible to maintain such smoothness, and he remembered that Zhuang Li's hands had distinct joints, they were not so... skinny.

Looking up again, his eyes flashed, as if he saw a dark purple sleeve.

Song Minhuan's footsteps paused slightly, and the voice of "Zhuang Li" came from behind, "Brother?"

He held the hand of the person behind him for a moment, and a coolness spread from his back. When he paused, a cold hand gently stroked his neck.

"Brother, are you listening to me?"

The cold breath brushed against his ear, Song Minhuan reacted in an instant, and dodged to the side, with the long sword unsheathed in front of him.

Zhuang Li in front of him had the same face as Zhuang Li, except that the black robe had changed into a dark purple robe with complicated patterns of demons on it.Those eyes also turned dark purple, and there was a strong aura of bloodthirsty and abuse on his body.

"Who are you?" Song Minhuan felt the extreme coercion, and pointed the long sword at "Zhuangli" in front of him.

"Who am I?" The young man laughed and approached step by step, "I am Zhuang Li, senior brother, what do you mean by that?"

Song Minhuan didn't retreat even half a point, the long sword shone coldly, and his eyes became cold little by little.

"You are not him."

The young man smiled again, and the corners of his lips raised, "He wants to kill someone... I sensed his emotions, so I replaced him and helped him accomplish what he dared not do."

"I killed him for him," the young man's eyes were full of interest, and the corners of his lips raised, "Zhuang Li is me, and I am Zhuang Li. I killed the man, and he also killed him."

Jian Guang pointed directly at the boy's face, and "Zhuang Li" smiled like a ghost.

The young man took two steps forward and grabbed his sword blade, and said softly, "Brother, are you really good at it?"

Song Minhuan's sword light flashed, and the moment he was about to stab Zhuang Li's shoulder, the young man laughed loudly, a dark purple light flew away from Zhuang Li's body, Zhuang Li's body changed back to its original shape, his face paled and he fell down.

When he was about to catch Zhuang Li, someone took a step ahead of him, and Shen Yingxue reached out to help Zhuang Li.

Shen Yingxue only used one hand, and looked at the direction where the dark purple light was flying away, her eyes were thoughtful.

"Master, who was that just now?"

Song Minhuan was still a little suspicious. He looked at Zhuang Li who had passed out, recalled what the young man said just now, and then thought of what Xu Wanqin said, and he vaguely understood something.

"Just now that young man can be summoned with killing intent. He was a bloodthirsty evil god enshrined in the mortal world 3000 years ago. His name is... Shuozhou, and he is one of the members of the Twelve Nights Gate."

The Gate of Twelve Nights is this organization again.

Shen Yingxue said calmly: "This is the second time that the Gate of the Twelve Nights has appeared in the underground city of Chongguang, and this place is no longer suitable for the trial site of the Sword Club."

"the second time?"

"The first time was the servant of the ghost world that you met in the blood battle before. His identity has not been found out yet, but it is undoubtedly confirmed that he is also a member of the Twelve Nights Gate."

"You take Zhuang Li back first," Shen Yingxue, "Don't act on your own, wait for my news."

Song Minhuan stood still, he was about to be separated from Shen Yingxue again, and he had some inexplicable feeling in his heart, a little bit reluctant.But he also knew that he couldn't follow Shen Yingxue, otherwise it would only add to the chaos.

"Master is going to track down Shuozhou now?"

Shen Yingxue let out a "hmm", he could see the reluctance in the young man's eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Their purpose of this trip is not to drink, Zhuang Li is probably just a cover, and there is another purpose in appearing in the underground Chongguang City."

"I need to find out, Shanshan, you stay and take these disciples out, and I will clean up the evil outside for you."

Shen Yingxue's figure disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a wave of coercion spread from all directions, and the air became a little colder, as if cold snow from a mountain was leaching from the cracks.

The air was silent for a moment, and then fell silent.

Song Minhuan recalled the unconscious Zhuang Li. He met Xu Wanqin in the dungeon. Xu Wanqin glanced at the people behind him, said nothing, and led a group of disciples out through the main entrance.

"Go through the main entrance?" Song Minhuan asked.

Xu Wanqin said flatly: "Your master has already cleaned it up for us. Those evil spirits probably want to send back the news of your master's appearance now, so they have no time to talk to us."

Song Minhuan felt that he was a little sarcastic and was a little speechless, but he was not in a good mood to part with Shen Yingxue at this time, so he didn't refute him.

They went out all the way very smoothly, and there were a few scattered evil spirits, which were all cleaned up by Xu Wanqin.Then the two parted ways, Xu Wanqin sent those disciples to the teleportation formation, and Song Minhuan took Zhuang away to the original courtyard.

On the way, Zhuang Li's fingertips seemed to move, curling up slightly.

"Are you awake?" Song Minhuan asked.

The people behind made no sound.

Song Minhuan entered the room, put him on the bed, met Zhuangli's gaze, and asked, "Do you know what happened just now?"

On the bed, Zhuang Li's face was still stained with blood, his eyes were full of gloom, he said "um", and said flatly, "I want to kill them."

This is an admission.

Song Min sighed happily, he could see that Zhuang Li was nervous, so he dipped a handkerchief in water and handed it to Zhuang Li.

He stretched out his hand in mid-air for a while, but Zhuang Li didn't answer it, so he directly wiped Zhuang Li's face with his hand.

Warm water melted on the handkerchief, and the blood stains on it were wiped off bit by bit. Song Minhuan performed a cleansing technique on Zhuang Li's body, and found him a new set of clothes.

"Are you still injured? Put the medicine on first."

Song Minhuan put the medicine on the edge of the table, "I heard that you realized the way of swordsmanship within a day, and you used the method of fighting evil spirits, Xiaozhuang, do you really want to become stronger?"

This is natural, he always knew that Xiao Zhuang wanted to become stronger, he said again, "Brother knows what you are thinking, but you can't use this way of hurting yourself. You can work hard in sword practice on weekdays, but don't use it." Gamble with your own life."

"There is always a chance to understand the way of the sword, but you only have one life."

Zhuang Li's dark eyes stared at him, his voice was hoarse, "You don't blame me for killing people?"

"Brother believes that you will not kill people for no reason," Song Minhuan said, "Xiao Zhuang, you are not a child anymore, I think you can distinguish right from wrong and serious from serious."

"Brother hopes that you can calm down and not be impulsive when things happen, but I don't want you to be wronged."

Are those disciples who died pitiful?It's really pitiful, but what about Xiaozhuang?Why did Xiao Zhuang keep forbearing?A lot of insignificant malice gathered together, many times it is a gun that kills people.

"You are seriously injured, put the medicine on first." Song Minhuan looked at the young man on the bed who had been staring at him, and stretched out his hand in front of Zhuang Li, "Can you tell me about Shuozhou? Are you When did you meet him?"

Zhuang Li pulled the quilt, turned his face away slightly, and said in a low voice, "My body hurts a lot, I don't want to move, please help me apply it."

Is this showing weakness to him?Song Minhuan wanted to laugh, feeling that Zhuang Li like this was much cuter than his usual cold and rigid appearance, so he pulled the stopper off the medicine bottle, and lifted the quilt on one side.

"Now you know it hurts? Why don't you feel pain when you fight?"

A layer of skin was worn off the ankle by the shackles, and the flesh and blood were rotten.Song Minhuan sprinkled the powder on it, and wrapped Zhuang Li's ankle with cloth strips. He couldn't tie it flexibly, so he simply tied two or three knots.

The two strips of cloth were twisted and crooked, Song Minhuan was a little embarrassed, and patted Zhuang Li's leg, "You can just cut it when you change it, I tied it into a knot."

Zhuang Li took a look, pursed his lips slightly, and said to him, "Shuozhou appeared last night. He sensed my killing intent and urged me to kill those disciples."

"I...was shaken, and then he possessed me and led me to kill those disciples."

"In the future, when I deal with those evil spirits, he will also be there. When I can't hold on, he will help me and arouse the bloodlust in my heart."

There was a gloomy look in Zhuang Li's eyes, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm not his opponent, but I made rapid progress in the bloody battle, so I didn't resist him after that."

As long as he can become stronger and get revenge one day, he can do anything.

"Do you know the identity of Shuozhou?" Song Minhuan asked.

Zhuang Li nodded, slightly clenched the quilt on one side, "I know...he knows that person...they are all inside the Gate of Twelve Nights."

"Sooner or later, I will destroy this organization with my own hands."

Song Minhuan laughed, "Okay, this goal is very high, let's make sure of one thing first, don't improve your cultivation by hurting yourself. If you want to become stronger, go to Master another day, and he will help you. "

"We didn't ask Master before when we were practicing, but we can often ask Master in the future."

As soon as Shen Yingxue was mentioned, Zhuang Li's face turned cold, "He has been following you all this time?"

"It's just a coincidence," Song Minhuan said in surprise, "Can you see Master?"

Both of them have just awakened to the way of the sword, why is it so far behind that Zhuang Li can already perceive Shen Yingxue?But if he used his spiritual sense too much, his head would hurt.

Song Minhuan was a little puzzled, but Xiaozhuang Tianzi was indeed tall, and he was also very relieved.

"He wanted me to see it." Zhuang Li sneered.

Song Minhuan didn't take it seriously, and comforted Zhuang Lidao, "Master should be worried about you, and let you feel at ease seeing him, which means we will find a way to rescue you."

The author has something to say: Xiaozhuang was angry in the last chapter because he saw Shen Yingxue following Shanshan

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