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Chapter 117(2/3)

After Chen Heng bought a lot of ghost-dispelling charms, the store owner waved his hand and gave some as a gift.

After sending out the flying talisman, Chen Heng used his strength to move the sealing stone and entered his own cave wall rock house.

It had been unoccupied for several months and was being cleaned.

Bookshelves, bamboo curtains, tea tables and other objects have all been covered with a thick layer of gray.

Fortunately, the interior of this residence is very simple, with no furnishings. After using a few dust-cleansing charms, it was cleaned.

Chen Heng looked around for the last time, took out an apricot futon from the Qiankun bag, sat on it, and silently turned the magic spell to meditate and adjust his breath.

A night of silence.

On the second day, a flying crown appeared in the sky, dyeing the pale mountain mist into a golden and reddish color. Chen Heng had already withdrawn his magic spell and set up a ray of light to look for Xu Zhi.

Among the eleven peaks of Xiaogan Mountain, the Luoxia Peak where he lived was not far from the Xiongqing Peak where Xu Zhi was, but when Chen Heng arrived at his cave, there was no response.

"There is no trace of the flying talisman remaining outside this cave. It has obviously been taken away by someone. Senior brother has always only refined alchemy and practiced in his own three-acre land and never left it lightly. Where can he go?"

Chen Heng frowned slightly.

When he was about to turn around, he suddenly looked down as if he had some awareness.

I saw a burst of laughter coming from a beam pavilion in the middle of the mountain.

There were about dozens of those beautiful women, all of them beautiful and graceful. At this time, they were surrounding a young Taoist who was carrying a long harp behind his back and refused to let go.

.

In the midst of the frolicking, the young Taoist's face turned red and he was very embarrassed. He tightly protected his chest with his hands, lowered his head, and was about to rush out of Liang Pavilion.

After only a few movements, the women pushed him back.

It's like a cow with its feet stuck in a quagmire. No matter how hard it is, it can't get out.

Chen Heng saw that his forehead was sweating and his face was flushed. Under the teasing of the girls, he wished he could turn around and hit a beam to death.

"Senior Brother Xu Zhi?"

Chen Heng was slightly surprised. He took a few steps forward and finally saw the young Taoist's face clearly.

And it seems like he is aware of it.

Xu Zhi, who was so ashamed and angry, raised his eyes blankly and saw a Taoist priest in white clothes and long sleeves standing in front of his cave.

He was startled for a moment, then showed a look of ecstasy.

"Junior brother! Junior brother? Why are you back at the mountain gate? Isn't it still a few days before we go to the abyss of the earth?"

The group of female cultivators surrounding Xu Zhi were startled and hurriedly followed his gaze, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Although it's still a few days away, it's not far away in the end. We have to make preparations in advance."

Chen Heng nodded and said:

"It seems I came at the wrong time."

"Where! Where!"

Xu Zhi took advantage of the stunned surrounding female cultivators and used all his strength to finally squeeze out.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and said as if he was being pardoned:

"You came just in time!"





It was found out that Xu Zhi was entangled by a group of female cultivators because he had newly refined a calabash calming pill and the news leaked out of nowhere.

After several promises, the furnace will be opened a few more times so that everyone can get one.

After hearing such swearing and swearing, the female cultivators were satisfied and dispersed together.

At this point, Xu Zhi finally showed an expression as if he had escaped from death, and invited Chen Heng to the door and served him tea.

The two sat across from each other and chatted for a while, talking about the details of Qi training equipment, sword skills, etc.

Xu Zhi also seemed worried after hearing about Yan Ping's so-called drunken rants.

During this period, he also urged Chen Heng to resign from the mission of Diyuan, but it was difficult to explain not to mention Ai Jian. When he saw Chen Heng, he just smiled and said nothing, obviously he had made up his mind.

After being impatient and nagging for a long time, I finally gave up the persuasion.

"However, since Junior Brother insists on going to the Abyss, it is no longer possible to refuse. Senior Brother, I have something to lend you."

After the two talked for a while.

Xu Zhi suddenly smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, took off a sword from the wall, held it horizontally in his palm, and handed it to Chen Heng:

"The name of this sword is Mai She, which comes from the meaning of 'the heart hides the pulse, the pulse houses the spirit, and the spirit rests within it'. Although it is a low-grade talisman, it is also at the level of the Great Taboo of Nine Divine Treasures, so it can be regarded as a sharp weapon!

"

He passed his palm forward and said proudly:

"Let me lend this thing to my junior brother for protection. I haven't put a mark on it since I bought it. With this sharp weapon to help my junior brother, my chances of survival will definitely increase!"

Chen Heng was slightly startled, put down the tea cup, and said:

"Senior Brother, could it be that he sold the Liuyintian Ghost Banner and Five Light Pendant from Taoist Yangshan to buy this sword?"

"how do you know?"

Xu Zhi was surprised.

"I appreciate Senior Brother's kindness, but I also have a sword to give to you. Heng was lucky enough to get a fortune in Fuyu Po."

Chen Heng took out the Zhanzhu sword taken from Qin Xian of the Blood Lotus Sect, placed it on the table, cupped his hands and said:

"Since I started practicing, my senior brother has helped me a lot, so I would like to express my gratitude with this gift, and I hope you won't refuse."

"this--"

Xu Zhi's mind was shocked and his hands trembled.

He glanced at Chen Heng in disbelief, then looked at the Zhanzhu sword, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"You, can't-"

He was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly, stood up and shook his head:

"The middle-grade talisman is too valuable, I can't accept it shamelessly, and again-"

Xu Zhi paused and smiled bitterly:

"Aren't you afraid that I am an ungrateful person? I fled in a cowardly manner and killed my fellow sect members. My reputation within this sect is not good."

"Senior brother, why should I look down upon myself? My reputation in the sect is also not good."

Chen Heng also stood up and said:

"I have been bothering senior brother for a long time, so I won't stay any longer. If senior brother really feels sorry for that mouthful of candles, just think that I am temporarily borrowing it. I will return it in the future when senior brother has achieved success in cultivation."

Don't wait for Xu Zhi to refuse again.

He smiled again:

"But then, senior brother will have to pay more interest."

Xu Zhi was silent for a moment.

Stunned and speechless.

When Chen Heng had already walked out of the door, a voice suddenly called him slowly from inside.

"Elder Gu Jun's only son was not killed by me..."

The expression on his face was like the dense clouds before the heavy rain on the summer solstice, changing rapidly, and finally settled into a kind of pale sadness:

"Junior brother, I am not timid——"

He panted hard, feeling his heart pounding heavily and every inch of his body moving with great effort.

The unbearable past and sorrow were like a huge tide, recalling it in his mind again, overwhelming, almost swallowing him up.

"I--"

"Senior brother, there is no need to say more."

Chen Heng's voice suddenly interrupted him.

Xu Zhi raised his head.

Chen Heng turned his face away, not looking into those red eyes, and only said:

"I believe you."

Xu Zhi slowly straightened up and looked at Chen Heng's back.

I don’t know how long it took until I was already far away.

Only then did he slump down on the chair, as if he had lost all his strength and was sweating profusely.
To be continued...
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