That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1220 The reason is that the predecessors came to seek revenge

In this instant, the wind was surging.

Zhang Wubing felt that something was wrong, and suddenly looked up.

I saw the billowing clouds above the head suddenly parted a line, and then two figures appeared above the clouds on the left and right sides of this line.

The next moment, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly sank, covering most of the capital city in an instant.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Wei Chen slightly frowned and said, "I can sense that the Sect Master of the Sword Sect is in the city below, but at this time the sword energy in the city is too strong, making it difficult for me to determine his exact location."

Yuchen didn't speak, just flipped his hand and took out a bronze mirror from his cuff, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of true yang saliva on the mirror, and then dipped the tip of his index finger in blood to draw amulets. This is an extremely rare method in Taoism. The requirements for monks are extremely high, at least they need to be above the twelfth floor of the earth immortal to use it, and it will also consume life energy, but its function is also very mysterious, it can spy on the secrets, detect whereabouts, and break illusions.

I saw Yuchen flicking the bronze mirror in front of his eyes after he finished drawing the talisman.

The bronze mirror first turned into a stream of light, and then re-formed a simple round mirror in front of the two of them. It was no longer a traditional bronze mirror, but more like a glass mirror from the far west. It was smooth and bright, like a bright moon.

Yuchen reached out and tapped lightly on the mirror surface, the ripples started at the starting point and spread layer by layer. When the ripples disappeared, a picture began to emerge in the mirror, which was the scene of the Governor’s Mansion of the Left Army in the city. The figures of Zhang Wubing and Xu Beiyou.

Yuchen reached out and touched the "mirror surface", and the scene in the mirror changed accordingly.

First the Lingfeng Pavilion at the highest point in the city, then the other parts of the Zhongdu Palace, and then the Chonglong Temple, the Zhongdu Dark Guard Branch Office, the school field, the military camp, the Buzhengshi Yamen, the Standard Prison, and the Commander’s Guard Office , Lingwu County Prince's Mansion and other places passed by one by one, as if watching flowers on horseback.

It's just that Zhang Wubing and Xu Beiyou still haven't been seen.

After searching all over to no avail, Yuchen became a little anxious, and couldn't help wiping the mirror a little faster. At this moment, Weichen suddenly said, "Stop!"

The scene in the mirror came to an abrupt end.

This is a picture overlooking from a high altitude. It can be seen that among the layers of soldiers on the top of the city, two people seem to stand out from the crowd.

Looking at the picture, Weichen laughed at himself: "It's really dark under the lights, and he's standing right under our feet. It's useless for us to look for it for so long."

At this moment, one of the two people in the mirror seemed to feel something, and slowly raised his head to look at them.

This is the first time Mochen has seen this famous young man up close.

There is a faint precious light all over the body, the purple air is overflowing in the eyes, and a purple talisman seal mark between the eyebrows is particularly conspicuous.

The three-foot green blade hanging from his waist seemed to be pouring out endless purple-blue sword energy, and it was this sword energy that blinded Mochen's perception.

Is this Xu Beiyou, the suzerain of the Sword Sect?
But before Mochen could feel any emotion, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the mirror surface, and then shattered suddenly, exploding into fireflies all over the sky.

Yuchen's face, which was connected with the mirror, was slightly pale, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, which made her lose at least a year of hard work.

The faint smile on Weichen's face gradually disappeared, and he said softly: "It is said that people in Jianzong cultivate their strength but not their mind, even if they are as strong as Shangguan Xianchen, they still don't know the will of heaven, don't know the changes of heaven, and blindly rely on strength Running rampant will eventually be doomed, but the Sect Master of the Sword Sect in front of you is very different."

With a wave of his sleeve, Weichen wiped away the two lines of blood and tears on Yuchen's face, and then said: "Just one glance, you can break through your Heavenly Mirror technique, junior sister. This kind of heaven-reaching means, even if the head teacher personally Come and do it, that’s all.”

Yuchen said expressionlessly, "This person's goal is originally Qiuye."

Weichen smiled lightly, "It's so bold."

At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds under the two people's feet began to churn again, just like boiling water, rolling and moving, and the clouds rose.

The next moment, the sea of ​​clouds, which had already been divided into two parts, was separated by a line again, and a third figure leaped onto the clouds.

The person who came was Xu Beiyou with black hair and white clothes hanging from his waist.

After Xu Beiyou appeared, the entire sea of ​​clouds began to churn violently.

Yu Chen's face was cold, and he tried his best to suppress the disorder of Qi caused by the majestic sword Qi.

Mochen, whose realm was higher than Yuchen's, didn't rush to move, but looked at Xu Beiyou, his sleeves fluttering and hunting.

Xu Beiyou opened his mouth and asked, "Are you two Daoists, Master Mochen and Master Yuchen?"

Wei Chen smiled and said, "Exactly."

Xu Beiyou clasped his fists in a salute, and said, "Xu Beiyou, the lord of the Sword Sect, has seen two great real people."

Wei Chen also returned a salute, "I have long admired the name of Sect Master Xu."

During the conversation between the two, the clouds were calm and the wind was light, and there was no trace of the millennium old enmity between their respective sects, or the deep hatred between the two.

This is not deliberate hypocrisy. From Xu Beiyou's point of view, the other party is a senior. Although the Daoist sect and the Jianzong have a thousand-year old grudge, the ancestors are still in the same line as the Daoist ancestors, and the etiquette should not be less, not to mention the status and status of both parties. If Swearing at your mother when you open your mouth is no different from that of a countryman. At that time, not only Xu Beiyou's face will be lost, but the entire Jianzong's face will be lost.

The same is true for dust.

Another point is that after so many years of cultivating the heart and nourishing the qi, the word "restraining anger" has penetrated into Weichen's bones, even if his son died at the hands of others, he would not show any anger on his face.

After greeting each other, Xu Beiyou asked: "Jiu Wenxian and his wife have lived in seclusion for many years, and they don't care about world affairs, but today they come to Zhongdu with such great fanfare. I don't know why?"

Weichen smiled faintly, "It's just seeking revenge."

Xu Beiyou had already guessed in his heart, but he still asked knowingly, "What revenge are you looking for?"

The smile on Wei Chen's face faded away, and he said in a deep voice, "Revenge for killing my son!"

Xu Beiyou nodded, "It must be because of Fu Zhongtian."

Weichen's tone became colder, "The dog follows his mother's surname, Fu. After my husband and I retired from the world, we served the Daqi court. A few days ago, there was news that the dog died in Houjian. Fighting martial arts, or fighting between the two armies, he can only blame himself for his lack of skill when he died. But as far as I know, his death this time was plotted by people from Xuanjiao, and his head was cut off after death , making a gift and giving it to others, it would be a bit deceptive."

Xu Beiyou did not deny it, and said bluntly: "This matter has a lot to do with me. At that time, Fu Zhongtian went to Houjian in an attempt to persuade the late founding lord Wanyan Beiyue to send troops to the Central Plains. It happened that I also came to Houjian to meet Wanyan Guozhu. It was Fu Zhongtian who died in Houjian, and as for the head you mentioned as a gift, yes, it was delivered to me."

Xu Beiyou paused for a moment, then continued: "But I never felt that Fu Zhongtian was wronged at all. As a member of the Daqi court, he secretly entered the door and wreaked havoc on the temple. As a member of the Daqi court, I will definitely kill this person!"

(End of this chapter)