Xianmen can only be saved by me

Chapter 37

In a blink of an eye, Xie Lin had risen to mid-air, and there were many passers-by on the road in front of the main gate of Hongjun Academy, but none of them seemed to have seen this scene.

Soon, even Zhu Chengbi and Li Simiao's eyes lost focus, Xie Lin turned his head with difficulty, only to realize that the one holding his collar was actually a huge strange bird.

This bird was extremely ugly, but its wings and claws were very powerful. It carried Xie Lin all the way to the east.The streets that have not yet been familiar with in the future recede all the way, become smaller, and gradually become small dots in the field of vision.

Xie Lin had a headache.

There are several life-saving magic weapons on him, but he doesn't have a good escape magic weapon.

How should I put it, using a life-saving magic weapon to deal with this bird seems to be a waste of "killing a chicken with a bull's knife"; but if he doesn't use it, he has no better way to escape.

And this height...

Xie Lin looked down at the ground that was getting farther and farther away.

Will something happen if you fall?

Chirp——

A powerful bird song sounded.

There are monks who do everything in Tianxing Xianmen, and you can find all kinds of miscellaneous books in the library. Because of the stickers, Xie Lin also studied the knowledge of beast control for a while. This bird is strong and strong, and I am afraid that it will not be able to bring him all the way from the Middle Earth back to the Eastern Plains, and fly to the territory of the Zixiaomen.

It seemed that he didn't care about wasting it anymore, Xie Lin sighed and decided to actively save himself.

The accident happened suddenly.

He was just about to make a move, when he heard a "咻", something flashed out of the corner of his eye, followed by a mournful bird song.The bird must have been hit, it took pain to let go of Xie Lin, and then struggled to fly back to catch him.

Xie Lin fell like a sandbag, was picked up again, and fell again.

During the chaos, he saw several sword lights piercing the body of the strange bird at the same time, its emerald green blood sprayed out, and Xie Lin fell head down uncontrollably——

"I……"

What a crime I have done!

Does anyone take care of him, a little monk who has not established a foundation!

As long as he has built a foundation, even if he is only able to build a foundation, he can at least use the flying sword, instead of being unable to adjust his falling posture like now——

It would be great if... it would be great if the cultivation base was a little stronger.

Be stronger!

It was rare for Xie Lin to show such emotion. The sound of the violent wind whistled in his ears as he fell rapidly. At that moment, it seemed that something gushed out of his body.

A gust of wind blew on the ground, and the leaves and the lawn were blowing at the same time.

The figure taking a nap by the river bank noticed something and raised his eyes suddenly.

The wind gathered into a whirlpool, supported the falling figure at the height of the three-story building, and slowly, slowly dispersed, gently placing Xie Lin on the ground.

Xie Lin landed safely, panting in shock.

The setting sun turned orange and hung in the western sky.Sitting on the bank of the river was a man with a high nose bridge and a silhouette cut like a chisel or sword. He was unparalleled in sharpness, yet quiet. He was wearing an ordinary wide-sleeved robe, and his long black hair was entangled with the hanging hairband. In one place, falling on the shoulders together.

Like a standard... wandering monk?

There was no sign of anyone else within a radius of tens of meters, and it seemed that he didn't think about who saved Xie Lin.

Xie Lin collected himself, got up from the ground, and slowly walked towards that person: "This...senior? Thank you for saving me..."

The other party didn't seem to intend to talk to him, until Xie Lin got closer, the man lowered his head slightly, and then turned his face back.

The four eyes met, and the man froze for a while: "It's you."

Xie Lin was taken aback: "Senior... know me?"

He must not know this senior... No.

Xie Lin suddenly remembered something, and looked back at the strange bird that fell before him.The power of the acceleration of gravity is so violent, the bird's head has been smashed to the point that it can't see its original appearance, half of it is bloody and bloody on the grass.

He thought that Jian Guang looked the same all over the world.

But what if Jian Guang doesn't look the same?

Then this person is——

"There is a familiar smell in your breath," the other party said lightly, "A disciple of the Heavenly Star Immortal Sect?"

"Yes, I started five years ago, and I just left the mountain a while ago." Xie Lin saluted respectfully, and then asked boldly, "Excuse me, are you...Little Martial Uncle?"

""Little Master Uncle"?Who did you learn from? "

The implication is the default.

Xie Lin was surprised, but also felt a sense of relief, like the sense of peace of mind that you don't have to be afraid of when the sky falls when you return to the Great Formation of the Immortal Mountain.He took a deep breath and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Study at Yuanfang Pavilion."

"Chu Jinxiu? When will she still..."

When Yun Nianchen said this, his brows frowned slightly, as if he had experienced something embarrassing or painful.

It took a long while before he loosened his brows, and his still indifferent eyes fell on Xie Lin's face for a long time.

Xie Lin didn't understand what he meant, so he asked tentatively, "Little Master..."

"what's your name?"

"Xie Lin."

"Xie...that's a good surname." Yun Nianchen was silent again, before saying after a long while, "Five years ago, I had a short fight with Fang Mingxiu, and you were the mortal who was implicated at that time."

"Fang... the master of Zixiao Sect?" Xie Lin nodded, "Yes."

"Ah."

What does "um" mean?

Xie Lin was a little confused, but since he was from the same school, he was not so nervous. After thinking about it, he slowly walked to the big stone opposite Yun Nianchen and sat down.

There should be a fire here if the atmosphere requires it.

But no, I don't know if it's because the sky is still dark, or because...

Xie Lin suddenly got stuck because he found that he couldn't imagine Yun Nianchen gathering firewood and sitting on the fire.

He is too cold.

In fact, Yun Nianchen didn't have much expression on his face, and he didn't look cruel, but very peaceful; however, I don't know if it's because of the skills he cultivated, but this person seems to have a layer of ice floating all over his body. Those who are interested in approaching retreat.

He is clearly close at hand, but far away in the sky.

"It seems that I feel too lonely." Xie Lin thought silently.

He thought for a while and said, "Thank you for saving me, little uncle."

Yun Nianchen closed his eyes: "The birds raised by the Zixiao Gate, I saw one and killed one, it's not to save you."

"At least the wind..."

"The wind has nothing to do with me."

"Uh..." It has nothing to do with you, could it be that I did it myself?

Xie Lin was so choked by him that he had nothing to say, so he changed the subject: "Is that really a bird raised by Zixiaomen? I just tried to snatch a bag five years ago... They are too narrow-minded."

"It's always been like this." Yun Nianchen said, "Besides, that burden is very important to Fang Mingxiu."

"No matter how important it is, you shouldn't miss it for five years?" Xie Lin was a little depressed, "The people from Zixiaomen even took the position of city lord of Nanhegang just because my adoptive father and younger brother were there. That's too exaggerated. By the way , Uncle, can you help me again? I went to Nanhe Port with my fellow disciples. I wanted to see my brother and leave. Now I was robbed halfway. I don’t know my fellow disciples... Can’t get out of the city smoothly, can you please…”

Yun Nianchen looked at him quietly.

I also know that it is too much to ask for a powerful bodyguard in the world, but Xie Lin really has no choice. Instead of thinking of a bunch of roundabout ways to save the country, it is the most convenient and quick to ask Yun Nianchen.

He bite the bullet and said: "Just need to pick up the fellow apprentice nephew out of the city, I don't want to ask for my brother's help... We have agreed with other fellow disciples to meet up in Yong'an City."

"What are you doing in Yong'an City?"

"Ah?" Xie Lin was taken aback, and answered honestly, "I heard that Xizhou will have a big secret realm open, and I'm going to see the world." He thought for a while, and added, "I know, based on our few outer disciples With your strength, breaking into the secret realm is rather overwhelming, but before, it was rumored that you were in Xizhou, so some of you from the same sect were more... blindly optimistic about breaking into the secret realm."

However, the rumors cannot be fully believed, Yun Nianchen is clearly in Middle Earth.

In this way, it is unknown whether the news about the secret realm is true or not. Xie Lin only knows that along the way, he met many people who planned to go to Xizhou to try their luck.

This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals. Da Neng preaches the law of destiny, so that no matter where you go, there is no shortage of speculators who are waiting for the pie to fall from the sky.

Xie Lin feels that he is not a man of opportunism, but it's not like he hasn't dreamed of getting rich overnight.

This is the humble self-cultivation of migrant workers, so that they can live a happier life.

Yun Nianchen pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "That's all." "Xie Lin: "Huh? "This matter has something to do with me, so I will help you once." Yun Nianchen stood up, "Where is your sword?"

None of the disciples of Tianxing Xianmen do not learn swords, but Xie Lin is not a sword cultivator, and the standard disciple long sword distributed by Xianmen is usually stuffed into the bracelet.

When he pulled out the sword, Yun Nianchen's eyes seemed to linger on the bracelet for a moment, and then he didn't say anything, just touched the ground with his toes, and he fled away.

"Little uncle?"

Xie Lin was feeling puzzled when the sword in his hand came out and flew up by itself.The head of the sword turned around and bumped, causing Xie Lin to stagger and step on the sword, and then the sword took off again, chasing Yun Nianchen away.

It was Xie Lin's first time to "control the sword" by himself, and it took him a while to learn to maintain his balance. With lingering fear, he threw himself at Yun Nianchen who was walking directly on the side: "Little uncle, before you do such an exciting thing next time , can you let me know first?"

Yun Nianchen looked back at him, as if he didn't understand.

"Oh," he suddenly realized, "You are still at the Qi Refining Realm."

·

What happened to the Qi Refining Realm!

Look down on people, don't you!

Xie Lin slandered in his heart, but he couldn't say anything to complain about. After all, he also knew intellectually that Yun Nianchen's realm was much higher than his.

And soon he didn't even bother to complain.

It was evening at this time, and the setting sun stretched people's shadows long, and there was a dazzling halo on the plaque of Nanhegang, trimming the silhouette of the plaque.

The night lights in the city were not turned on, and the visibility was still high. There were many people on the street, and the queue to enter the city was not much shorter than that at noon.

At such a time, Yun Nianchen took Xie Lin and flew into the city from the sky above Nanhe Port.

Then, before the patrol team could react, the city lord's mansion was flattened with a single sword.

boom--

The light and shadow of the giant sword, which was taller than the majestic City Lord's Mansion, slashed down in the air, and the houses collapsed in pieces. The bitter wind spread from the light of the sword, blowing Xie Lin's face.

The sharp aura contained in it is shocking, what's more, he knelt down in the street.

Xie Lin: "..."

Xie Lin:? ?

His knees gave way, and he almost lost his footing, but was caught by Yun Nianchen.

"The city lord is embarrassing your family. The solution once and for all is to change the city lord." Yun Nianchen slowly landed in front of the ruins and glanced at Xie Lin. There was no trace of emotion in his tone, as if he didn't feel that he had done a great thing, " Alright, let's go find your fellow disciple."

Xie Lin twitched the corner of his mouth: "Thank you...Little Martial Uncle..."

He took out the talisman paper and talisman pen, and tried to draw a tracer on the paper.

This talisman is actually not easy to draw, and Xie Lin can't succeed every time, he needs to explode.

Exploding seeds is a rare thing, and today he ran out of battery, and couldn't draw three pictures in a row, so Xie Lin put down his pen, and there was a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead at this time.

When practicing drawing talismans, there were often unsuccessful situations. He was quite used to it, but when he turned his head today, he found that Yun Nianchen was looking down at his hand for an unknown amount of time.

Everyone on the street was trembling because of the sky-shattering sword just now, and members of the patrol team gradually gathered around, but no one dared to approach.The instigator stood still with his hands down, his back facing the setting sun, his indifferent gaze fell on the backlight, like a silent torture.

Xie Lin had the illusion that he was being followed by the dean, and then he realized that the little uncle was actually a little taller than him.

Five years later, Xie Lin had grown to the height of his previous life, and he belonged to the taller group in the crowd, but Yun Nianchen was half a head taller than him.

outrageous.

He wiped his sweat: "Little Uncle?"

·

Looking at his actions, he is quite skilled.

Yun Nianchen said in his heart: "A disciple in the Qi refining period should not learn to draw tracking symbols."

Which lecturer is so unruly?

He seldom investigates the affairs of the fairy gate on weekdays, but when he thought of this, he took a look.

After finding out who did it, I was at a loss for words.

It's him……

Yun Nianchen pursed his lower lip.

"If you don't have enough cultivation, don't draw talismans." Yun Nianchen said, "There are other ways to communicate with fellow disciples during the Qi refining period. You don't need to use this."

"Actually, I can draw it, but the success rate is not very high." Xie Lin defended.

Yun Nianchen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and stretched out a hand: "What's the name of the fellow?"

"Zhu Chengbi."

The hand squeezed a few times, and then made a tactic in mid-air, and a ray of light shot straight to the east.Yun Nianchen took a big step: "Follow me."

·

He walks with the wind, and his speed is extremely fast, Xie Lin has to trot to catch up.

No one dared to stop the patrol team that surrounded the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion. They walked and retreated holding their knives, guns and sticks, and watched Yun Nianchen leave the encirclement step by step with a look of panic.

And Yun Nianchen didn't even give any of them a look.

Xie Lin, who was pretending to be a tiger, returned safely to the gate of Hongjun Academy.

Zhu Chengbi hid in the concierge, and ran out excitedly when she saw Xie Lin: "Brother Lin! That's great, you're fine!"

"I was rescued." Xie Lin glanced back, "Let me introduce, this is—"

"Senior monk?"

"My little uncle."

"Uh..." Zhu Chengbi's eyes widened suddenly. If it wasn't for the girl's reserve, she might have slipped and knelt on the spot: "Uncle Master!"

"No need." Yun Nianchen replied, then looked at Xie Lin again, "What else?"

"what?"

"Your brother, if you want to take it away, it's fine." He said, "Or else, let your brother point out a new city lord, and I will just clean up the Zixiaomen."

"Uh..." Xie Lin's composure has always been praised by others.

But he didn't think he'd been so surprised in his life.

But think about it again, don't you?

It is not the first day for Zixiaomen to bully people everywhere, relying on their large number of people.Yun Nianchen couldn't get used to Fang Mingxiu at all, of course he could be too lazy to argue with his little disciple, but if he really wanted to... Who can pick on him?

When it was dark, there was not a single person in the city wearing the Zixiao Gate badge left.

Li Simiao brought Uncle Li out to meet Xie Lin as if sleepwalking, but the adoptive father and son talked about the past with excitement and superficial distaste, and Uncle Li heard a thunderbolt.

"I don't think it's better, you come to be the city lord."

Uncle Li: "..."

Xie Lin came back to his senses and quickly declined: "Little uncle, isn't this appropriate? Uncle Li is a mortal, how can a mortal be the city lord of a monk town..."

"I won the last city lord." Yun Nianchen said.

"Uh..." Xie Lin fell silent.

In the towns outside the territory of Xianmen, the position of the city lord is robbed by force, so it is common that the city lord of a certain town is very powerful, but the law and order in the city is very chaotic. After all, cultivation base and management level are not equal.

In fact, according to Uncle Li's ability to manage the store, it may not be impossible to manage Nanhe Port well. Xie Lin is afraid that he will be watched by people sitting in that position.

With a hook of his fingertips, Yun Nianchen grabbed a palm-sized stone from under the tree, attached three sword intents to it, and handed it to Uncle Li: "Hold it for self-defense."

After speaking, the voice of appointing a new city lord has spread.

This sound transmission covering a city is the best proof of strength. Those who have objections have no objections. At this moment, they dare not think about anything else.

"In this way, your brother can stay here with peace of mind." After Yun Nianchen finished processing, he turned to look at Xie Lin and Zhu Chengbi, "Is there nothing else?"

The two shook their heads.

How dare you have it?

Master uncle's style... Taixing master moved the crowd.

"Then let's go." Yun Nianchen stepped on the air and walked away.

go?

Are you going to Xizhou too?

Zhu Chengbi and Xie Lin didn't have time to ask, their respective swords seemed to be conscious, and they floated away from Nanhe Port with them.

"Brother—" Li Simiao waved from behind, "Bon voyage—remember to come and see us—"

·

When they arrived at Yong'an City, the night was not even dark yet.

Zhu Chengbi climbed down from the flying sword, tidied up his appearance which was blown by the strong wind, and was in a trance.

She has never been on such a fast flying sword in her life... It is still the kind that cannot be controlled by her.

Because it was not the first time for Xie Lin, his mental condition was much better than hers.

Just like the messy hair.

He is a modern person, even though he has kept his hair for many years and braided it for more than ten years, he still can't tie the headband well, and when the wind is strong, the hair falls down and looks out of shape.

He simply tore off the hair tie, and prepared to tie it again before entering the city, so as not to meet with the same family, others would think that they had been robbed on the way.

This is what Yun Nianchen saw when he turned his head.

The ink-like hair hangs down, and the man can barely reveal half of his face, with a light blue hairband dangling from his mouth, his hands are stretched behind his head, and he strokes the broken hair roughly.

Still hugging the pipa, she looks more like that person than when she fully showed her face.

On the way, he spent some time investigating, and what Tian Xinyi did in the door these years naturally couldn't be hidden from his eyes.

Oh, ridiculous.

Only cowardly people need to look for the shadow of their senior brother in someone else. After so many years, Tian Xinyi is still a waste.

Yun Nianchen looked back at the thousands of lights in Yong'an City.

It's just a fellow disciple who looks a bit like that and needs to be taken care of.

·

If you don't see the Zixiaomen disciples, Yun Nianchen is actually quite normal. At least Xie Lin and the others found the inn where their companions stayed, and Yun Nianchen didn't show any abnormalities.

He is like a taciturn ordinary monk, with a world-shocking cultivation aura that has been completely restrained—even though he has been like this all the way, only when a sword slashed through the Nanhe Gang City Lord's Mansion in the air, Xie Lin felt him for a moment. His body resembles the majestic cultivation of mountains and seas.

He almost couldn't stand still.

In order to avoid accidents where the same door slipped and knelt on the spot and caused panic to others, Xie Lin called everyone into a room before introducing Yun Nianchen to them.

"Uh……"

"Master Uncle!!"

Xie Lin: "..."

When no strangers were watching, this group of people actually knelt down together.

He took a step back to the side, trying not to be the one being called, for a moment he didn't know whether he should be thankful that he had prepared for a rainy day, or whether this group of people were too exaggerated.

Yun Nianchen said: "They are all from the same family, so there is no need to be like this."

"That's right," Xie Lin glanced at him, and called his companions to stand up, "I don't think the little uncle is such a harsh and polite person, and besides, anyone who performs big rituals every day can't stand it? You all stop kneeling."

"day by day?"

"Well, the little uncle is going to that secret realm too."

Several people looked at each other, and they were all happy: "That's great! Now you don't have to worry about safety issues!"

"The secret realm is dangerous, and I may not be able to protect many of them, so I have to be more careful in everything." Yun Nianchen said, "The secret realm is not a thoroughfare, there are often space folds and time reversals, and people who enter together may not be able to meet again. "

"Uncle Master, please tell us more."

"Yes, Master Uncle, we have never been to this kind of place. The brothers and sisters who went down the mountain before have no experience and have nowhere to learn. You can just tell me."

"Uh..." Yun Nianchen never talked much, what are you talking about?

"The Complete Works of Secret Realm Rules and Key Points is on the third floor of the Library Pavilion." He got up and walked out, "Xie Lin should have brought it out, why don't you study it yourself."

A group of people looked at Xie Lin with several pairs of eyes.

Xie Lin looked blank: "Huh? Did I bring it out?"

He consciously sneaked into the bracelet and rummaged through it.

The bracelet was too big, and his cultivation base was not enough, so he searched for it three times before finding the result.

Xie Lin: "It was actually brought out."

No, can Yun Nianchen's spiritual sense detect what's in his bracelet?

This is too scary, right?

What about the promised storage device with its own privacy function? ?

In fact, he was wrong to blame Yun Nianchen, and the other party would know that it was all because Tian Xinyi gave him the book.

Xie Lin didn't know, he took out the book, and after several people agreed on the reading order, they were kicked out of the room.

There was an extra Yun Nianchen tonight, and even though he knew that the powerful monk definitely didn't need to sleep, the room was still reserved for him.

He went downstairs to the innkeeper to open three more rooms, handed one of the keys to Zhu Chengbi, and then went upstairs to find someone.

"Have you seen my little uncle?"

A group of companions who were reading the book with great interest looked up blankly and shook their heads: "No."

"He walked out just now? Why don't you go outside and have a look?"

"Anyway, nothing will happen to Master Uncle, Brother Lin, don't worry too much."

"No accident and not worrying are two different things. The former is called "trust in strength", while the latter is "care out of fellowship". Xie Lin shook his head and sighed, "You guys. "

Recalling the first time we met, Yun Nianchen was sitting by the river alone, Xie Lin walked out from the back door of the inn by mistake, and walked around the backyard.

I actually saw him on the roof.

"Little Master Uncle." Xie Lin raised his head, afraid of disturbing other guests, he could only whisper softly, "I have opened a bedroom for you, do you have the key?"

Yun Nianchen glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the distance.

"I know you don't need it, but at least there is a place to stay?"

Xie Lin continued, but Yun Nianchen still ignored him.

He couldn't, so he had to put the key on the ground: "It's here, don't forget to take it."

After he finished speaking, he went back to the house.

For the past few days, Yang Xiao lived with Lu Rui, Xie Lin went to pick him up, and they stayed in the same room at night.

He had to admit that today's experience made him a little tired.

It wasn't until late at night when he was awakened by the icy sword intent that Xie Lin remembered that the little master uncle seemed to be going to clean up the demon cultivator.

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