Amid Meng Fanglan's screams, Song Qing's body quickly fell.

She could have controlled her whereabouts, but when she saw the old Taoist priest and Song Changqing who both opened her arms and wanted to catch her, she changed her mind again and let herself fall, and fell into two with a bang. In the arms of those who care about her.

After the long tail hits the ground, it makes a roar and pats a large area of ​​bone dust.

Two people who cared for her deeply guarded her, the hands of the old Taoist were shaking, Song Changqing's side of the body, spreading horses, arms like a big Peng, guarded Song Qingxiao behind him.

In front of everyone, there was a bright yellow flowing spike dangling out an arc in the air.

Then a thin and tall figure wearing a simple green robe appeared in everyone's eyes, and the bright yellow knot with a jade pendant slammed on his waist.

The mutton white jade flashed with light, and finally turned into an ordinary ornament, only the fringe swayed with the airflow.

What appeared before him was a young man, about 30 or so, with extremely refined temperament, and he was a scholar at first glance.

If Shenzhuang hadn't been reduced to a ghost domain, most people wouldn't be able to get in here at all.

In addition, at this time, he was calm and relaxed, standing in the air with ease, everyone knew that this person might have an extraordinary identity.

He didn't know how long he had been here, and everyone was unaware of it.

"who are you?"

Song Changqing was relieved when he saw this strange man appear, but he was a little tense.

It was people who appeared, not Meng Fanglan's ghosts, and as soon as they appeared, they didn't know what kind of magic techniques they used to restrain Meng Fanglan's ghosts, and at the same time, Song Qingxiao escaped.

This kind of behavior made Song Changqing breathe a sigh of relief.

But he also felt that after this person appeared, Song Qing's body became stiff a lot.

The defensive color she showed was sensed from the moment Song Changqing grabbed and hugged her body.

Even her defense at this time seems to be much deeper than when she met Meng Fanglan, which made Song Changqing extra guard against the man who had just arrived here.

"East Qin has no me."

Behind him, Song Qingxiao spoke slowly and explained:

"He should be the deceased who had an appointment with the Taishifu that day, and said that when the crisis in Shenzhuang would be resolved in a hundred years, the old man who asked the master to inform him."

Having said that, she patted Song Changqing's arms:

"Before you leave, brother, the letter you sent without an address was addressed to him."

After saying this, both the old Taoist priest and Song Changqing were surprised.

In the beginning, the old Taoist was naturally convinced of his master.

Including when Song Changqing sent the almost absurd letter, he also believed that with the magical powers of his master and old friends, maybe he had a way to receive the news.

But as everyone encountered ghosts one after another, they experienced various twists and turns in the middle, and everything that happened even after entering Shenzhuang had shaken the faith of the old Taoist priest.

It's just that no one thought that when he thought that the agreement left by the master back then was very likely to be a emptiness, the ‘old friend’ in this rumor was in a critical moment and suddenly appeared again.

"Unexpectedly, actually received it?"

Song Changqing looked in a daze, with a look of disbelief.

When Song Qing received the long tail, his legs shrank, and at the same time he patted Song Changqing on the back, beckoning him to move away first.

"What he cultivated is the Confucian Tao, and the zilingfafu itself is closely related to his practice."

In addition, he had a contract with Yunhushan back then, which is related to the cause and effect that the two parties had made.

So the letter Song Changqing sent, even if it didn’t have the address and name of the recipient, was just based on the agreement between Dong Qin Wumei and the master of the old Taoist priest, and he felt it the moment the letter was completed. .

"What's more, even if there is no such relationship, Yidong Qin family's practice of Confucianism and Taoism..."

Song Qingxiao's eyes sank, guessing:

"Will he be able to sense the existence of the four characters through the practice of Confucianism the moment he writes a character?"

If so, the Confucianism and Taoism of the Eastern Qin aristocratic family would be terrible.

When she said this, she actually had a bit of temptation.

But as soon as the voice fell, the moment Dong Qin Wuwo didn't deny it, I was still taken aback.

The power of the secret method inheritance of the Eastern Qin aristocratic family is so powerful!

To be able to form in letters and books through characters, and to sense all kinds of things in the world, this method is really too bad.

"So this is the reason why Tianwaitian's secret method inheritance is recorded in soul jade."

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Su Wu's lazy voice, who had disappeared for a long time, rang, which proved Song Qingxiao's guess.

"Eastern Qin has broken through the void without self, but his words speak with power, but he is no longer weaker than the elders of his clan."

"Speak up and follow the law?" Song Qingxiao remembered the two words he heard when he called Podong Qin Wuyou existed earlier.

At that time, she felt that these two sentences seemed to contain supreme legal principles, and as soon as the voice fell, she stopped Meng Fanglan's means.

Listening to Su Wuyi at this moment, I realized that this should be the unique attack method of the Eastern Qin Clan.

"Not bad." Within the knowledge of the sea, Su Wu replied:

"All the characters and records, as long as they are written in books, can be used for their attacks."

He explained:

"When the cultivation base reaches a certain level, words must be done and deeds must be resolute."

Su Wu made an analogy: "If he speaks of a sword, he must have a sword; if he speaks like a sword, he has a sword spirit."

And this kind of cultivation method, as the Eastern Qin family's bloodline cultivation realm higher, the more it can control.

The more Song Qing heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Such a technique sounds like a god's ability."

"Humph."

Su Wu sneered twice:

"I said, practice needs to reach a certain level before you can have this ability."

Although he has no entity, Song Qingxiao can imagine how proud he raised his chin when he said this:

"If you don't have enough strength, you will be suppressed by this kind of magic. If you have dealt with them in the future, you will know the weakness of this magic."

Under the power higher than the opponent, the decree of the Eastern Qin family can completely crush the opponent.

But if the opponent's realm is higher than theirs, Su Wu paused and said lazily:

"It's useless to be a scholar!"

In any case, the big fist is the last word.

If the cultivation base and realm are suppressed, the effects of the Eastern Qin clan's decrees will be greatly reduced, and at best they can play a supporting role in battle.

"However, according to the rumors, five thousand years ago, Dong Qin Wu Guan was the first person in the Dao. The decree of the Dong Qin family is in his hands, and it is the real ability of God to achieve it."

He calmed down a bit:

"It is precisely because of the existence of the Eastern Qin Wuguan, there are also rumors that the Confucianism and Taoism cultivation methods of the Eastern Qin aristocratic family contain the methods of cultivation closest to the heavens, which belong to the gods..."

Speaking of this, Su Wu's words seemed to be a bit more contemplative.

But don't let Song Qingxiao think too much, he said again:

"Take it far, look at it, this kid will fall into the hands of the female ghost for a while, maybe he will be beaten worse than you!"

"what?"

Song Qing Xiaoyi was really surprised when he heard this.

She originally expected to temporarily join forces with a strong man like Dong Qin Wuwo to fight Meng Fanglan first, and then make other plans later.

But he didn't expect Su Wu to say at this time that Dong Qin Wu I was even more useless than her.

Her heart sank, and before she had time to ask any more, she listened to Su Wu's gloating words:

"The people of the Eastern Qin aristocratic family put on a foul every day, and the old man from the Eastern Qin aristocratic family is also overbearing in the martial arts research institute.

He didn't have a good impression when he mentioned the Martial Arts Academy. At this time, he hated Wujiwu, and even those who watched the Eastern Qin family were very unpleasant:

"This Meng Fanglan's realm is not low. In my opinion, the strength is no less than half a step into the holy. Even if you two work together, you may not be able to get much cheaper!"

Although Su Wu's physical body was dead, his realm was still there. Once he finished speaking, Song Qing couldn't help but believe it.

"The members of the Eastern Qin family have hit the big luck this time, I want to watch the show!"

"..."

Song Qingxiao's face was speechless.

This time, she was facing Meng Fanglan, besides Dong Qin Wumei.

"Senior... Senior... Su Wu——!"

Su Wu's soul breath had disappeared without a trace, completely hidden.

But in what he said, the information revealed was enough to disturb Song Qing.

It's just that Song Qingxiao is not alone in the underground tombs at this time.

The old Taoist priest and Song Changqing also reflected the meaning of her words, and both of them showed horror on their faces.

However, compared to Dong Qin Wuwo's ​​immortal means, Song Qingxiao knew so much, which surprised the two of them.

"Shen Zhuangzhi's letter, I have received it."

Dong Qin Wuwo smiled slightly, glanced at Song Qing, and spoke slowly.

His eyes were peaceful, but with a kind of power to penetrate people's hearts, as if all the secrets deep in the hearts of these people in front of him were invisible under his eyes.

At this moment, the old Taoist dared not really regard him as a young Confucian scholar. Instead, he regarded him as an old friend of the master of the year, and he looked respectful a lot.

He had been to Shenzhuang a hundred years ago, but he didn't make a move at the time, obviously because of his limited mission.

According to the Eastern Qin aristocratic family’s Confucian and Taoist practices, after Song Changqing sent that letter, if he had sensed it, then it proved that he was very likely to arrive at Shenzhuang at the same time as everyone else——

It might even be one step ahead of everyone, but he didn't know what kind of magic he used, hiding his breath, and following everyone behind.

Song Qingxiao and others took the lead, not only could detect the situation here for him, and force Meng Fanglan's existence, so that he could learn more about Shen Zhuang.

At the same time, he could also use Meng Fanglan's hand to probe Song Qingxiao's strength cultivation base, maybe he would take the opportunity to take away the nine-character secret order from her.

It can be seen that this person is not only a high-level person, extraordinary magic power, and a scheming personality. He is by no means a reckless person.

I just don't know if he followed him when he entered the red mist a hundred years ago.

But this possibility should not be great.

A hundred years ago, the Red Mist was a big scene, and it was her state of mind and will to train. Even if Dong Qin went without me, it would be completely different from her experience and situation.

A dark light flashed in Song Qingxiao's eyes, suddenly glanced at the old Taoist priest, and asked:

"Brother, what are the four words in the letter you sent out?"

"Mute."

Song Changqing hadn't spoken yet, Dong Qin Wuwo had already spoken.

The power of Confucian writing was turned into magic techniques, which sealed his mouth firmly.

The old Taoist priest on the side did not hear the disciple’s words. Although he was a little strange in his heart, he replied in an open mouth:

"The evil spirit has already come out." He was obviously not affected by the power of the'Forbidden Word' spell, and at the same time he gave Song Qing a little curiously:

"what's happenin?"

The two agreed that when the evil spirit formed a climate, they used these four-character agreements to summon old friends.

"It's nothing."

Sure enough! Song Qingxiao smiled.

But Dong Qin Wuwo in the air frowned when he heard the words of the old Taoist priest.

"You need to suppress the evil spirit, how about we temporarily join forces to fight against Meng Fanglan?"

The reason why Eastern Qin Wumei didn't make a move 100 years ago, as expected by Song Qingxiao, had to wait for Meng Fanglan to form a climate.

But when he heard the word "Mosha", Song Qingxiao still felt a little nervous.

According to the old Taoist priest, Meng Fanglan's existence should only be in the realm of the Nine Nether Ghost Kings. If it reaches the realm of the evil spirit, it will be a catastrophe for the people of the world.

But Song Qingxiao knew that the fact that Dong Qin Wuwo could wait for more than a hundred years in this trial scene proved that Meng Fanglan had indeed advanced--

At least he already has the power to advance to the evil spirit, otherwise he would not be able to make a move rashly.

She thought of what Su Wu had said before he disappeared. He said that the female ghost's strength was no less than half-step into the sacred, and he was sure that he would not be able to negotiate with Dongqin Wuself.

No wonder that his soul was almost squeezed out of Meng Fanglan's body at the time, and Su Wu still stood still, presumably because he was not sure of victory at the time.

Whether it was a reminder of a trial task or relying on Su Wu's words, it was enough to prove that Meng Fanglan was beyond the controllable range of the two of them.

Now she is testing out the mission of Dong Qin Wumei, but what about her?

If the mission of the White Head Covenant is related to Meng Fanglan, where is the other half of Shen Zhening?

Song Qingxiao gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

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She glanced at Dong Qin Wuwo, then slowly lowered her eyelids to block the cold color in her eyes.

Dong Qin Wuwo's ​​eyes showed a noncommittal look, which was regarded as acquiescence to her proposal.

Meng Fanglan's strength far exceeded his expectations, and it seemed that he was also aware of the difficulty of this mission, and, coupled with secretly observing Song Qing's strength, he could barely recognize her.

When Song Qing's little voice fell, he stretched out his hand.

I saw that little golden dragon hovered in the air for a while, then turned into a long sword and fell into her hand.

The old Taoist priests and others didn't understand the magic weapon transformation technique, but Dong Qin Wu I definitely knew it.

He looked as usual at this time, I don't know if it was because he had seen Song Qingxiao make a move in Shen Zhuang and his party, or because of other reasons.

"Do it!"

Song Qingxiao suppressed the thought in his heart and snorted.