MTL - Estranged-Chapter 133 For Yun Weisi, this person is light, his only way.

It's not that Yun Weisi never thought of helping Chang Ming share the fox poison, but no matter what he did before, the fox poison seemed to be attached to Chang Ming's body, lingering like a shadow, lingering, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

It is different now, the opponent's internal breath is like a piece of cloth that can absorb water, absorbing all the infused spiritual power, and at the same time, the shining light on the back of the hand when the fox poison attacks is also fading little by little .

The fading means that the fox poison is being suppressed. Although it has not disappeared, the pain of being entangled in the fox poison will also weaken.

The black clouds and mist cleared away, the young master disappeared without a trace, and the changing wind and clouds above his head also gradually dispersed. Behind the layer of clouds, the dawn was faintly visible.

After a night of haze, it was almost dawn.

Ordinary people don't know that they walked through the gate of the ghost gate and almost died without knowing it. They only feel that the fog has cleared, the ice melts, and the snow is shining. Weeping with joy, the people who met by chance in the inn all smiled happily when they saw them, and the merchants were glad that they could finally set off on the road. They were stuck here for several days. Although there was no bumpy road, they were frightened and frightened, which was far more tiring than walking Xin, seeing that the snow had stopped and the sky was clear this time, he called people to leave without saying a word, and it was bustling and lively for a while.

Although a lot of people died in the town this time, and even the entire caravan was almost wiped out. The dead are gone, but the living will continue to live. At the moment when the sun came out, there was hope, and when they found themselves narrowly escaped, they would rather take a detour in the future than pass by here again.

But in the corner of Hongluo Town, there are mostly dilapidated houses, no one has lived for a long time, and there are few people. After a fierce battle, the ground is in a mess, and the original appearance cannot be distinguished.

Yun Weisi arrived, and Jiang Li, Yao Wangnian and others also arrived behind, but the two of them wanted to confront each other face to face, but they were in vain.

"Where is that person?!"

"Luomei is gone."

Chang Ming seemed to know that Jiang Li didn't want to admit the other party's identity, so he pointed it out first.

Jiang Li was slightly startled, and was silent for a moment: "How can you be sure that it's him, Fellow Daoist?"

Chang Ming: "I have been an enemy with him for half my life. I got into the game because of the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation. I chased and searched for it. It seems that there will be an end."

Except for Yun Weisi, Jiang Li and the others didn't understand what Jiufang Changming meant.

At this moment, even if they are aware of the clues about their master, Yao Wangnian is only questioning his master for his own death, and Jiang Li is only trying to seek justice for his elder brother. He never thought that he would die unexpectedly because of this, his soul would be scattered and he would not be able to escape, and even Chi Bijiang and the entire Vientiane Palace would be involved, the world was chaotic, and the vitality was chaotic.

Although Jiang Li couldn't quite understand, he could feel that Chang Ming had no hostility towards him or Yao Wangnian.

The grand master's demeanor is that he can convince people without words. Although the name Jiufang Changming is still unknown at the moment, there are many hermits in the world who refuse to attach themselves to sects. They would rather be idle cultivators. Jiang Li subconsciously attributed the two for that category too.

Yao Wangnian was more cautious and suspicious than him. He looked at Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi, and asked coldly, "You want to use our hands to kill Luomei?"

"Without our presence, Yao Wangnian would have died. After his death, everything in Hongluo Town would become his stigma."

"Abandoned apprentice, ghost cultivator, incognito, these identities will put him in an unbreakable shackle, and the real Luomei will become a model of righteousness and killing relatives. Sect Master Jiang, do you believe in your master, or is it a big brother who has turned his face for many years?"

"The soul-gathering bead has been completed, and Yao Wangnian will become the most dazzling power in this soul-gathering bead, but a soul-gathering bead can't meet Luomei's needs. Although his cultivation is unsurpassed in the world, surpassing all the monks in the world, he will never be able to break through the last hurdle and reach the realm of ascension to immortality, and even become obsessed and almost die because of it."

Yun Weisi spoke eloquently, but Jiang Li's expression changed again and again.

When the other party paused, he couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

"Later, he discovered the crack in the abyss of the ancient seal in Wanshen Mountain, and got in touch with it. From that moment on, Luo Mei was no longer the suzerain of Wanjian Xianzong. Everything he did was to realize his desire to truly ascend , Wanjian Xianzong is just a stepping stone for him to achieve his goal."

"But he failed to ascend, and his lifespan is exhausted. For now, there is only one way, and that is to take the body and rebirth. The body of an ordinary person is of no use to him. He only has authority, profound cultivation, and the same clan as him. Only people of the same origin can meet his needs. The world is so big, where can we find people who meet so many requirements?"

Not to mention that Jiang Li and Yao Wangnian stopped interrupting Yun Weisi, even Chi Bijiang seemed to have guessed something, her breathing was short and her face was pale, she didn't want to hear it, but resisted the thought of interrupting each other, and bit her lips tightly .

"Yao Wangnian is dead, and he doesn't meet his requirements. Looking at the entire Wanjian Immortal Sect, there is only one person who can carry Luomei's hope."

Yun Weisi looked at Jiang Li, who did not rush to refute or reprimand.

Jiang Li seemed lost in thought or lost in thought, and remained silent for a long time.

The silent silence is accompanied by the remaining wind after the snow, blowing over the low walls and ruins, and blowing over everyone's hearts.

Chang Ming coughed a few times, bent down and picked up A Rong who was under the pressure of the collapsed house. She lost her body in the accident just now and turned back into a gray little fox with dull fur. The little fox was dying and was taken in by Chang Ming. In the sleeve, there is a Qiankun bag, and Zhou Ke's spirit also lives in it.

Even if he becomes a fox, Ah Rong can't be called good-looking. In comparison, the white fox not far away is more in line with the beauty that people can cultivate and recognize in their minds. The white fox is the same as the gray fox, with clots of blood and blood on its fur. The difference is that the white fox is dead, but the soul glows slightly on its head, unwilling to leave.

In Huafan's short life, she had great ambitions. She once wanted to lead the fox clan to go further, so she did not hesitate to make a deal with Luomei, but the suppression of absolute power did not bring her self-righteous equality, but thorough Destruction, in Luomei's mind, Wanjian Immortal Sect and his lover are all sacrifices, let alone the little fox spirit.

Yun Weisi stretched out his hand, the void tightened, and the spirit of the painting fan immediately turned into a breeze and was taken into his palm, and the brilliance flowed, turning into a small soul bead.

He didn't forget what Jiang Li said, if he wanted to get rid of the fox poison on Chang Ming's body, he had to use the fox as medicine, supplemented with ice snow grass and dragon foot tripod.

"He, even if he wins over Jiangli, he can't do much. My junior brother is not as talented as I am, and my temperament is not tough enough. Although the sect of Wanjian Immortal Sect is powerful, it has not reached the point of covering the sky with one hand. What can I do? ?”

Yao Wangnian suddenly made a sound, and no one could see his expression under the mask.

He seems to be explaining to Yun Weisi and the two, and it seems to be convincing himself.

"He can set up a deception and tell the monks in the world that he will build an formation on Wanshen Mountain to completely seal the loose cracks and prevent the monsters from escaping, but in fact, the formation is doomed to fail. As a result, Grandmaster Na is withered, some died, some disappeared, even if they survived by chance, they still felt strange and felt sorry for themselves, and refused to stand by and watch."

When Yun Weisi uttered these words, memories of the past emerged one by one before his eyes, and he suddenly discovered some details that he seldom studied in the past.

Jiufang Changming once asked why after he returned to the world, there are many sects in the world, but they have not been able to produce as many talents as before. Not to mention anything else, Shenxiao Xianfu, as one of the most important sects in Taoism and even in the world, is also one of the most important sects in the world. There have been many great masters, but since the battle of Wanshen Mountain, the suzerain Fu Dongyuan is like a hermit and no longer shows up. Even if he occasionally sees the disciples of Shenxiao Xianfu, most of them are not outstanding. The only one who can be called excellent, I'm afraid that only He Qingmo, who fought side by side with them before, was the only one left.

With Fu Dongyuan's cleverness, how could he not have noticed the strangeness of Wanjian Xianzong for so many years? He just knew that after the battle of Wanshen Mountain, the fall of the plum blossoms has become a reality, and with the help of the Wanxiang Palace and the demons, it is difficult for him to fight against it alone. Even if he can fight, he will have to pay a huge price Fu Dongyuan cherishes his body and strength, and would rather stand on the sidelines and keep a low profile, than be the one who stands out.

There are also two sects of Buddhism, Wanlian Buddha Land and Qingyun Temple. The former has already reached a cooperation with Luomei, while the latter is busy expanding the secular influence. Invisibly, Luomei has also included half of the Buddhist sect.

The other sects and families are nothing more than doing their own thing, in different places, in the past few decades, Luomei has been working at every step, and it is not difficult to break them one by one.

As for the Demon Cultivator, like the Blood Sect, although it looks like it is full of flowers and beautiful scenery, Zhou can be cruel and bloodthirsty, which is not tolerated by other sects. Only one opportunity is enough to completely collapse this quicksand tower. And this opportunity was the death of Liu Xiaoyu from the Seven Strings School. Zhou Ke didn't know at the time that his fate had already been grasped by Luomei, who had never met him before. Because he has a master named Jiufang Changming.

Therefore, Jiufang Changming was determined to rescue Zhou Ke, and it was precisely because he knew what Luo Mei was thinking, which was why he owed Zhou Ke Ke.

"After that, no one can pose a threat to Luomei on the bright side. He just needs to set up a larger Liuhe Candle Sky Formation in all parts of the world in an orderly manner. When the six Soul Gathering Orbs are completed at the same time, the formation will be activated and the abyss will open. , The human world becomes the world of demons, he completely combines with the demonic energy, and shares the world with the demons, at that time, no matter whether it is Fu Dongyuan, other great masters, or even all the great masters of the current world, they will no longer be able to compete with him."

"Everyone, there are only two choices."

"Either die directly under the evil spirit of destroying the world, or—"

Yun Weisi said slowly, "I will die with the formation."

It is not easy to want to die together.

Ordinary people are like ants in front of Luomei, even master-level masters like He Qingmo and Xu Jingxian are like smashing a thousand miles with an egg, even if it is Yun Weisi, Jiufang Changming, Sun Buku, they have already spent too much spiritual power in front , when the formation was activated and scattered all over the place, it was too late to fight together. The same was true for the scattered great masters. The Candle Sky Formation, which condensed tens of thousands of souls and demonic energy, was no longer something a strong person could handle. If there was no Chi Bijiang The flaws buried in the formation, I'm afraid they couldn't even die with Luo Mei at that time, they could only be crushed into powder, and became a stepping stone in Luo Mei's grand plan.

Yun Weisi felt the weight on his shoulders suddenly sink, he looked sideways, Jiufang Changming fainted at some point, most of his body was pressed down, his heart sank, he hugged the person and immediately stretched out his hand.

His breathing was still relatively stable, and he didn't know if there were hidden wounds on his body. Yun Weisi only felt that after the battle between Master and Luo Mei, the spiritual power of his breath had changed, but he still didn't know whether this change was good or bad.

"I'll take him back to heal first."

Yun Weisi didn't say any more, picked him up and left.

The light of the Changming Sword restrained itself, and suddenly disappeared into Jiufang Changming's body.

Seeing this, Chi Bijiang let out a little surprise, showing surprise, but didn't say anything.

"Qianlin Club!"

Behind him, Jiang Li suddenly said.

"Even if we rush back to the sect now, I'm afraid we can't find anyone. But in three days, it will be the time for the Qianlin Association to be held. This year, Zhengrong Villa will be the host. It's just on the outskirts of Shangzhou. The eldest brother is still alive, and the master ...He must not be reconciled, and Qianlin will gather experts, if he wants the Soul Gathering Orb, he may do it again!"

Jiang Li gritted his teeth, and confessed all his guesses.

Yao Wangnian's body moved slightly.

Yun Weisi stopped and turned around.

"If he's okay, we'll rush over."

Jiufang Changming didn't wake up, since he returned to the inn and after Yun Weisi cast the enchantment for half a day, he has been in a deep sleep and tried various methods, but he still couldn't wake up.

Yun Weisi embraced the person in his arms, put his hand on the back of the other's hand, recited the heart formula silently, tried to sense the other person's spiritual consciousness to wake him up, but he still lingered outside the door like a barrier and could not enter.

He was a little anxious, so he simply pierced the center of his eyebrows, and poured the blood of Yintang into the opponent's body.

In Yun Weisi's heart, there is nothing important except Jiufang Changming.

Even if Luomei is alive, at worst it's nothing more than repeating Mishi again. If something happens to Jiufang Changming, it's meaningless for him to live.

After all, he is completely different from Jiufang Changming. He is very selfish. There is only one person in his way. This person is the vast sea of ​​stars, so he can hold the vast sea of ​​stars. This person is the mustard seed in the palm of his hand, and he is only so small.

But Jiufang Changming, seemingly ruthless, is the most fearless person in the world. All living beings yearn for the light, but he goes to the dark place alone, without hesitation, and never looks back. pace.

For Yun Weisi, this person is light, his only way.

As soon as this idea came up, Yun Weisi felt the white light in front of him explode, not only completely covering his sight, but even his body was uncontrollably lightened, and then he fell heavily into the abyss!