Journey To the World of Film and Television Chapter 292

Chapter 292 Pit Filling Transition

"Ouch~Grandpa, why don't you go~"

The little girl who was following the old man was still dozing off, bumped into the old man, her little head was thrown back, and she took half a step back while covering her forehead.

When she leaned out to look at the two figures at the intersection of the town, she suddenly showed a look of surprise, "Big brother?"

Big brother.

Zhou Ji frowned, and just as the corner of his mouth raised a smile, Zhang Xiaofan beside him said, "Miss Xiaohuan, what a coincidence? Why are you here?"

"Isn't it all because Grandpa heard that there was a vision of golden light in Daze in the Southwest, so he insisted on coming here from the Middle Earth to find the treasure, and take a chance." Xiaohuan said and gave Zhou Xian a look, and Zhou Xian blushed, embarrassingly Unable to speak, his eyes fell on Zhou Ji who was walking, and the smile on his face froze suddenly. Although he restrained himself in every possible way, his eyes still kept aiming at the stone sword behind him.

"Five years have passed since the Black Rock Mountain, do you guys still remember me?" Zhou Ji knew that Zhou Yixian was related to Qingyunmen, so maybe it was Daoxuan Wanjian, their generation, or even the older generation, and the existence of the others. It is not uncommon for this person to recognize Jade Immortal Shi Jian at a glance with his experience of all things Jade Immortal.

Zhou Yixian traveled with Xiaohuan for many years, and he has heard many rumors in the world of practice, especially Zhou Ji snatched the Zhuxian Sword from Daoxuan who was poisoned.

Coughed lightly, stroked his beard, and pretended to be a fairy, pretending to be indifferent, "Young Master Zhou has an outstanding demeanor and extraordinary temperament, how can I forget this old man."

Zhou Ji looked at Zhou Yixian with a smile that was not a smile, and said jokingly, "I didn't seem to tell the old man my name when I saw it last time."

"Back then in the battle of Qingyun Mountain, the son's reputation spread all over the world. If it weren't for Mr. Zhou Ji, who would be able to travel around the world with the rumored Zhu Xian?" Zhou Xian looked at Zhou Ji's shoulder with a complicated expression, and smiled wryly.

Zhou Ji smiled, turned to look at Xiaohuan who was talking to Zhang Xiaofan, the two chatted very happily, and could see that she was quite close to the big brother in front of her, so she couldn't help walking forward, stretched out her hand and took out a A bottle of Pepsi Happy Water swung left and right in front of her eyes.

Looking at the long-lost dark brown sugar water, Xiaohuan subconsciously swallowed her saliva. Ever since she drank the happy water five years ago, she has never forgotten the taste. I couldn't find any sugar water with a similar taste, and even my favorite candied haws were no longer fragrant.

"Miss Xiaohuan, this coincidence encounter, can you please do the math again?" Zhou Ji unscrewed the bottle cap slowly, with a soft hissing sound accompanied by the rising of white foam, Xiaohuan couldn't take his eyes off her eyes.

Fortunately, the things stored in the Square Formation stand almost standstill in time, and this drink, which is almost a color of 'poison', did not really become a 'poison'.

Zhou Ji closed the bottle cap again and handed it to Xiaohuan, and said with a smile, "This is a hexagram, how about it?"

"Last time there was a big gold ingot, this time it's fine, even the gold ingot is gone." Zhou Xian muttered something in a low voice, but he didn't dare to speak out.

After all, the man in front of him is a peerless murderer who can **** the Zhuxian Sword from Qingyunmen.

Even though there are rumors in the world that he snatched it while the head of Daoxuan's sect was poisonous and seriously injured, but based on the relationship between Zhou Yixian and Qingyun sect, it is clear that in Qingyun sect, the Zhuxian sword blessed with the power of seven veins Just how powerful it is, even if Daoxuan is injured and poisoned, as long as he is on Qingyun Mountain, no one can block the sharp edge of Zhuxian Sword.

Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing, and took out another gold ingot and threw it at Zhou Yixian. The old Taoist's eyes seemed to be filled with golden light, and he hurriedly reached out to pick it up, while the little ring next to him turned on the happy water. After taking a sip, he pushed his head upwards and hiccupped.

Before she had time to savor the familiar sweet smell, two red clouds appeared on Xiaohuan's face, she quickly tightened the cap of the bottle and stuffed the happy water into the small pouch on her waist, coughed lightly, and lifted her head as if nothing had happened. Looking at Zhou Ji, she said softly, "Xiaohuan has already received the hexagram. I don't know what the young master wants to do? Does it still depend on the fate?"

Zhou Ji shook his head and said with a smile, "I want Miss Xiaohuan to figure out when the golden light phenomenon will appear in Southwest Mizuze."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of anticipation.

Noticing the change in the expressions of the two, Xiaohuan asked in surprise, "Isn't there a golden light in the water lake? Grandpa and I came here because we heard this rumor?"

Zhang Xiaofan showed a wry smile, and roughly explained the matter of the ghost king's disciples' lying about the military situation'. Xiaohuan suddenly understood, but he scratched the little hair on his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "Actually, I am talking to grandpa. Before I came to Shuize, I did a divination, and the divination showed that I had returned without success, and the time has not come yet, when I divination the second divination, the secrets of heaven seemed to be covered by fog."

Two fortune-tellings before and after failed to calculate the result, Xiaohuan herself felt a little embarrassed, reached out and touched the bag on her waist, wondering whether to return the happy water to Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiaohuan's small movements, "The vision of golden light involves a mysterious treasure house. There is a saying that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. It is normal if they can't be calculated. Just keep the hexagrams, don't worry too much."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously, "Xiaohuan, since you already know that this trip will return in vain, why do you want to travel all the way to this borderland with the old man?"

Zhou Yixian let out a long sigh and shook his head, "In recent years, the power of the Demon Sect has grown more and more. Since the Wandu Sect was taken over by the Ghost King Sect, the Hehuan Sect has also bowed to the Ghost King Sect. The old man smelled that there was going to be a big chaos, so he took the small ring away from the middle earth to avoid being involved in it."

'Ghost King Zong'

Although Zhang Xiaofan was expelled from the Qingyun Sect, his heart has not been blackened, and he still has an instinctive resistance to joining the Demon Sect. After all, he is not very satisfied with the actions of the Demon Sect and even the Ghost King Sect. Xian mentioned some of the domineering behavior of Ghost King Zong, which inevitably has mixed flavors.

Seeing that it was getting late, the four of them spent the night at the only inn in the town, and parted ways at the intersection outside the town the next morning. Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan returned to Huqi Mountain, and Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan decided to travel along the border. Time, wait for China to calm down, and then consider when to return.

On the way back to Middle-earth, Zhou Ji clearly felt the changes that Zhou Yixian said. Righteous monks are wandering in the secular world again, but many forces in the evil way are quietly changing.

On this day, when the two passed through Yunzhou City, they saw a black light coming out of the city from a distance, followed by a group of disciples of the Ghost King Sect in black robes, chasing them all the way with murderous intent.

Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan have seen this kind of scene no less than ten times on the road, because it is an internal strife between the demon sects, and the ghost king sect disciples often appear in groups, for righteous disciples wandering around the world, this kind of "dog bite dog" behavior Even a little happy.

Zhou Ji didn't care about it at first, but with the sound of busy footsteps coming from far to near, he showed a look of interest, swung his sleeves and swung away a nearby grass, only to see a strange-looking Taoist walking from it. He staggered out and saw that his tattered Taoist robe was torn several times by thorns, so he knew that he was in a panic and ran into Zhou Ji unintentionally.

"Liang Xipi's~~ If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

When he bumped into two strangers head-on, Daoist Wild Dog's heart tightened. He didn't even have time to see who they were, so he subconsciously yelled. It felt like a surge of mana was squeezing in all directions, like an invisible cage restraining him in place, but he couldn't even lift a finger.

"Going over there! Hurry up!"

"Here, there are footprints!"

During the delay, the chaotic sounds in the distance gradually approached, and the face of the wild dog Taoist changed slightly, but now he was restrained by the "demon method", even if he wanted to fight with others, he had no choice but to fight.

Zhou Ji glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and signaled him to come forward to send those pursuers of the Ghost King Sect, Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the wild dog Taoist, and recognized that the other party had fought against him in the Wanbat Ancient Cave, and had a relationship with Liubo Mountain later. Yuan, it stands to reason that this person should be a disciple of the Blood Refining Hall, and he is also a member of the Demon Sect, so why was he hunted down by the disciples of the Ghost King Sect like this?

Zhang Xiaofan frowned slightly, stepped forward to stop the disciples of the Ghost King Sect who came to search, and Zhou Ji also learned the reason for his embarrassing escape from Taoist Wild Dog.

Hearing the resentful and unwilling tone of Taoist Wild Dog, Zhang Xiaofan hesitated, and tried to argue, "Since the death of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago, the Demon Cult has fallen into endless civil strife. Unify the Demon Cult and restore the glory of eight hundred years ago."

"To unify the demon sect, to reproduce the glory of the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago?" Zhou Ji sneered, shaking his head, "If the ambition of all people is just that, how could they join forces with the Wandu Sect Hehuan faction five years ago?" Attacking Qingyun Mountain in a vain attempt to destroy Qingyun?"

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless for a while, Zhou Ji continued, "If the plan of Ten Thousand People Going to succeed in the past and Qingyun was destroyed, do you think he would let Tianyin Temple go?"

Without waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to answer, Zhou Ji sighed, "Unifying the Demon Cult is true, and it is also true to unify the world. Ten thousand people are often a hero, but the heart of a hero is the most difficult to satisfy."

"Senior doesn't approve of Senior Wan's behavior?" Zhang Xiaofan hesitated.

"The unification of the Demon Cult can indeed bring some stability and balance to the secular world, but the ambition of thousands of people is not suitable for him to be the role of maintaining balance." Zhou Ji shook his head, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy expression, He smiled and said, "If you take over the Ghost King Sect, I believe that after the reunification, the Demon Cult can live in peace with the Righteous Way and resolve all kinds of enmity for thousands of years."

"Me?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned when he heard the words, waved his hands again and again, and said awkwardly, "Senior is kidding me again."

"This is not a joke." Zhou Ji looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him, as if he saw Zhang Wuji in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", his master is Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Wudang, and his grandfather is Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king of Mingjiao, who once rescued the disciple of the six sects. Many sect masters and elders, although their origins are slightly different from Zhang Xiaofan's, but to a certain extent, they have an inexplicable similarity.

"You were born in Qingyun. Although you learned the Dafan Prajna of Tianyin Temple, you are not at fault for this matter; and Tianyin Temple also feels guilty for you because of what happened back then. If you come to control the Demon Sect, you may not be able to do both good and evil. Settle past suspicions and resolve hatred."

Bringing up the events of the past again, although Zhang Xiaofan felt fluctuated in his heart, he would no longer fall into the heavy and painful pain again, he was silent for a moment, he did not agree with Zhou Ji's point of view, but he did not refute it on the spot, these words were like a stone Throwing it into the bottom of his heart, waves rippled layer after layer.

maybe maybe

The wild dog Taoist was let go, the forest at night was exceptionally quiet, only the dead branches in the bonfire crackled occasionally, Zhang Xiaofan sat there and moved the branches in his hands, staring blankly at the fluctuations in the fire, feeling like Thinking about something, stared blankly all night.

One year, two years, spring and autumn come, time flies.

The flowers on Huqi Mountain are blooming and falling, and the small bamboo forest is getting deeper and deeper.

After the conversation that night, Zhang Xiaofan, who returned to Huqi Mountain, officially became the fifth protector of the Ghost King Sect. His status was comparable to that of the four major protectors. Loose cultivators of the Demon Sect like Daoist were instantly in the limelight in the entire cultivation world.

And Liuwei and San'er also moved out of Ghost King Sect under Xiaobai's suggestion, and moved to the old site of Qingqiu deep in Huqi Mountain.

Zhou Ji and Si Teng still live in the ghost king's house, but their relationship with Wanwan has become more subtle.

When Liuwei and San'er left, Xiaobai used the opportunity of joking to persuade Zhou Ji to move to Qingqiu to live next door, but he also declined jokingly. The conflict between him and Wanwan was unavoidable after all. The meeting to go to Qingqiu shifted the conflict to Liuwei, leaving the ghost Wang Zong to live more comfortably.

The Four Spirit Blood Formation has yet to be formed, and Zhou Ji is a sharp sword hanging above the head for thousands of people. With Si Teng and Baguio's "master-student" relationship, it is impossible for the two of them to tear their faces directly, so in these In the past two years, only Baguio and Xiao Chi remained in the dark, still maintaining the innocence of the past, while Zhou Ji and Wan Wan also had a tacit understanding and did not take the initiative to destroy this innocence.

It was another year when the spring flowers withered and fell, and there was a clear and pleasant bell sound in the depths of the path, and there were chaotic footsteps. Looking from afar, I saw a petite figure as green as fresh bamboo leaves dragging a person taller than her. A group of black-clothed youths walked towards Xiaozhu.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the figure in front of him with some helplessness and doting. In five years, her height was just like her personality, and she was frozen in that year. When they first met ten years ago, their heights were still almost the same. Up to now It has been stretched a lot.

It's strange to say that ten years seems to have left no trace on the senior and Miss Si Teng, and it seems that the height of Yao'er has been frozen.

(end of this chapter)

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