MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 73

I heard that that night, the deep pond that was bred at the gate of the westbound palace died so that a white belly appeared.

The main hall of Suoxiantai was collapsed into slag, and when the drowsy dragon was withdrawn, there was only an empty table left in the place, washed by the pouring rain, and the water flowing down was bloody.

The monsters and monsters under the mountain of Shizhou have been fighting for a night without heads and tails. They fought each other and fought several battles with the monks in the mountains, playing in the dark, the beasts in the mountains and forests fled, and countless villages under the mountains were affected. Rebelling with the robbers, the officers and men not only couldn't control it, they had to escape with the people.

The court's response was unpleasant. The next day, Tianyan Department sent someone. Unfortunately, it only played a better role than nothing—the monks who came from famous gates regarded themselves very high. Which one listened to the court? The group of demon monks in the southern Xinjiang acted in an upside down manner, with a large number of people. If they had to change places for one place, they could not see any appeal. It was simply a scourge of sexuality.

Under the magnificent scenery of Shizhou Mountain, there were great disasters. There were wild crickets and thousands of bones everywhere. The water source polluted by corpses and diseases was very widespread, and countless ordinary people were displaced.

The monks of all factions fought regardless of the fight, spurring the heavens and the earth to breathe back and forth, causing the local five elements to be chaotic, sometimes scorching, and sometimes catching fire. In the blink of an eye, snow fell on the sunny day, and the summer flowers that were forced out of the snow were sick. The sickness looked at each other's cold in the soil.

Yin and Yang were upside down for three or four days, and finally attracted the anger of the Tianquan earthquake. One of the gods thunder divided Suoxiantai into two.

This seems to herald the beginning of a scuffle between gods and demons and the breakdown of order.

Xu Xu didn't stop at all, and when he got down from Suoxiantai, he turned directly back to Xuanwu Tang, and immediately announced the retreat. No one would show up again.

The owner of Baihu Mountain Villa has not appeared from the beginning. Whether he visited the southern Xinjiang secretly or dealt with the accident on Suo Xiantai, he only sent a disciple and an elder who called the "turtle son" in a hurry. Rumors arose that the reason why the owner of the White Tiger Mountain Villa did not show up was in fact long gone.

At this point, when the four saints who guarded the Quartet, like the four heavenly pillars, fell and fell silently, as they left the scene sadly, a long and peaceful era seemed to have passed.

The world is turbulent, and mortals and monks are at risk.

The prosperity of the thousands of tall buildings and Shengge is like a layer of gorgeous and fragile relief on the ice, and a basin of boiling water splashes on, even when the faces are blurred.

However, Cheng Qian ignored all these matters.

On the same day, he left Tangxiantai directly with Tang Yan, settled in a simple inn under the mountainside of Shizhou Mountain, and for the first time saw what it was like to be bitten by his true Yuan.

When the back-bite started, Yan Zhengming's forehead jumped out of several green tendons, as if he wanted to break out of the skin at any time. The palm of the stone inadvertently held the bedside of the stone bed, and the uncontrollable soreness overflowed from his throat. The bed was pinched into a pile of crushed stone by him.

Tang Yan cried out: "The little cubs are going out. This is not for fun. Those who don't have Yuanshen should stay away ... oh!"

His voice faded, and Yan Zhengming suddenly burst into a huge sword, and the coldness from the sword **** realm couldn't bear anyone.

Tang Yan didn't get up in a breath, and stepped back a few steps ugly, reaching out to hold his writhing chest.

The whole inn was teetering, and there was a "beep" on the top beam and pillars, and the overflowing sword was silent, but rubbed a little, and immediately left a few inches deep on the wood and stone.

Tang Yan stretched his arm and grabbed Cheng Qian's shoulder, and his thin fingers slammed into a wound on his shoulder. Cheng Qian was shocked.

"Don't hold back, I can't carry his sword, rely on you, can't let all of his true elements flow out, otherwise not only will he not be able to sustain the wounds of the trapped dragon, and he will be affected by him for several miles. No one can run! "

Cheng Qian immediately returned to God, the whole body Zhenyuan spared no effort to scatter out, wrapped the entire inn in it, forming an invisible net, trapped in the sword of Yan Zhengming back engulfed in it.

But he would only fight and kill himself. He would heal people or help them. He had never done anything like this. The inner government always suffered unconscious attacks from Jian Xiu, and he was careful not to give each other. Injuries and injuries, the two sides immediately stalemate there, but half a column of time, Cheng Qian's forehead has already seen sweat.

Yan Zhengming was lying on the stone bed as if suffering a thousand swords, and he couldn't hum.

He seemed to be awake, but his eyes were slack, and his consciousness struggled for a moment. He didn't know where he was. He tried to scratch in the air with his already convulsed fingers. He consciously exhausted himself, but only the tip of his finger There was a slight trembling, and the bloodless lips opened and opened, as if to call a "little dive".

Tang Yan took a complicated trick with both hands. The next moment, Cheng Qian felt a warm breeze flowing past him, the waist wound and bruise were swept away by "the thing", and it was repaired as before. .

The breeze was originally submerged in Yan Zhengming's body, and Yan Zhengming moved slightly, his back undulating a little. It seemed to have a little consciousness, and Tang Yan's face suddenly faded as if he had died once.

Tang Yan was busy while he was conscious, "Yan is in charge, take away your sword energy!"

Yan Zhengming actually heard it, but he was powerless. He felt that every inch of flesh was picked by a razor, and he thought blankly, "Master, it is so painful to practice swords, I don't want to practice anymore."

Tang Yan turned to Cheng Qian with cold sweat: "Can't delay!"

Cheng Qian gritted his teeth, suddenly forcibly tightened his true Yuan, forcibly pushed back the scattered sword gas, and the sword gas collided back and forth in an invisible net. He felt only the sharp screaming of his internal government and Qihai swordsman. There is an illusion that Wan Jian penetrates his heart.

Waiting at the door, Li Yan only felt a sudden burst of strong light inside, the window trembled, and then a layer of ice popped in the blink of an eye, frozen and firm.

Li Yan pulled the puddle of the probe back and pushed the door of the frozen inn—

Cheng Qian knelt down on one knee, holding Yan Zhengming tightly, a ragged shirt soaked halfway with blood, affixed to his body, and Li Zhi stepped forward with a tremor on the ground, whispering softly: "Xiao Qian? "

Cheng Qian seemed to want to stand up, but took a step under his feet. Li Yan rushed into the room and helped him up: "You're too crazy!"

Cheng Qian was speechless for a while.

"It's okay for the time being." Tang Howling stood up and looked at Yan Zhengming who passed out deeply. "Luck, look at the rest."

They didn't stay in Shizhou Mountain for a long time, Cheng Qian only adjusted his breath for a moment, and returned to Fuyao Mountain Villa the next morning by Tang Mao's pegasus.

The Pegasus was light and timid, so scared that he refused to run. The puddle had to drive in person, grilling the horse's **** with two groups of cranes, and rushing the two Pegasus up and down. .

Tang Yan was already impatient with his fatigue, and slept in the corner. When he was awake, his eyebrows were gentle and personable. He fell asleep but his breath was very low, and his body was extinct.

Nian was largely on the side of the chicken pecking rice, Liu Lang said nothing, Li Xun sat silently against the door of the car, and the whole man was shrouded in a layer of inexplicable thoughts.

Cheng Qian was holding Yan Zhengming, who was unconscious, leaning against the carriage wall. He could not see a bit of pain from Yan Zhengming's face, as if he was just impatient to listen to the lecture, and took a nap in the mission hall around Yunshan fog. Like that.

Cheng Qian remembered that when he was a child, the master let him live in Qing'anju, so that he could calm down and soothe the soul, thinking less of it so much, so why let the master live in "gentle township"?

Did he expect his life, only a moment of worry in his youth?

The weather outside the carriage was full of wind and rain, and Tong He's real fire seemed to be a crumbling wind lamp, faintly passing through the wet night sky.

At this time, Liu Lang, who had been looking out the window of the car, suddenly broke the silence and said, "I once found that I didn't want to live like this person or ghost."

He hardly spoke in front of people. Over time, everyone suspected that he had broken his throat and became a dumb man after he was possessed by the demon.

"There is nothing wrong with mortals," Nian greatly yawned, and was slightly awake. Then he said, "Birth and death, sick and idyllic, when he got old, and he was buried in the ancestor's grave with his fathers, The next life is another little baby that dads care about. "

Liurou couldn't see the expression on his face covered by the mask, but he glanced deeply at him for a while, and whispered, "When you don't understand the taste of mortals, you can use a trick at will, which will lead to storms and floods. It doesn't matter where you drown. The mortals under the mountain are okay when you fall asleep. I woke up in the morning and found that my home, Liangtian, was ruined overnight, and I worked hard to set it aside, but I lost it. "

The year was greatly delayed: "This ..."

"These are relatively lucky. At least they have to leave their homes," Liurou said. "The rest may be crushed on the body by the fallen house in their sleep. They may be accidentally killed by the splattered swordsmen, or they may block the path of magic repair. The place of burial ... When you look back, everyone will only say who won and who lost in that battle, how many magical beasts were killed by the heroes, and nobody else will mention them. "

Liu Lang smiled lowly and said, "It's like people walking on the street and stepping on a few ants. Most people don't deliberately step on it, but nobody will pay attention to it."

"It's nothing," said Li Yan. "All beings are termites, and some of them want to be treated as termites. For the time being, they forget that they are termites. The world is full of joy and sorrow. … Look at the head brother of our family, Jian Xiu who stepped into the sword **** realm. Everyone else saw him and hid from him. Is n’t he still suffering every day? ”

The word "pain" seemed to stir Cheng Qian's nerve. He lowered his head, held Yan Zhengming's hand, and pressed it on the weak pulse. He felt the hard work of his master before, but never felt it. This person was so fragile, Cheng Qian just looked at it, feeling sad and restless.

Cheng Qian explored for a while, and found nothing, so he came cold, and he did not dare to visit other people's house at will. He didn't care whether Tang Yue was asleep or not, and asked, "When will he Can you wake up? "

Tang Yan closed his eyes and replied, "I don't know. I was bitten by my inner government, coupled with the evil spirits. Maybe I woke up and awakened myself for a while, or I never woke up, maybe I broke it."

As soon as this remark was made, the carriage was quiet again, and even the noisy years were afraid to speak.

Tang Rong's crow's mouth was once again good and bad spirits. After returning to Fuyao Village for nearly one month, Yan Zhengming was always like a living dead.

Although Tang Yan didn't promise anything on his mouth, he still felt that the forbidden surgery was given by himself, and he should take some responsibility. He took Nian Da and Liu Lang to live in Fuyao Mountain Villa, and occasionally instructed Li Hua how to build and strengthen the periphery of the Villa The formation method, every few days to see the situation of Yan Zhengming.

Tang Yan walked into the small bamboo forest lightly, took up the cold water on the table and drank it, and said to Cheng Qian, who was waiting a long time, "You have passed the seven days of calamity, the flesh has become, why do you make yourself like this? Unmotivated? "

"Get used to it." Cheng Qian sat quietly aside, and after a while, for no other reason, he added, "I previously thought that the blood-cold people didn't have any taste. Now it seems that the emotions are too much. Prosperity is not necessarily a good thing. "

"I only saw someone coming to your villa again," Tang said. "You are here recently as a gate city-but also, the power of all parties is almost declining. Your brothers and sisters have appeared in Suoxiantai. The world is famous, and in this troubled world, it is naturally attracted to it. "

Cheng Qian did not lift his eyelids and said sharply: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings."

He didn't seem to care about the words and scolded himself.

Tang Yan glanced at him and said, "The person who came here seemed to be from Baihu Villa, wouldn't you see him?"

Cheng Qian said indifferently: "The landlords themselves pretend to be dead, and come to me for what?"

Tang Huan: "It seems that there is a worship post at Tianyan."

Cheng Qian sank with a grimace: "People from Tianyan will all hit out, and there will be no acquaintances, so that they will never come back. Is there a relationship between me or another day?"

what is the relationship?

It will not be long before Han Yuan comes from the Fuyao faction. Will they want to stay out of it?

However, Yan Zhengming has been unconscious, and Cheng Qian has become increasingly anxious. Tang Yuan did not touch his mold, so he no longer mentions this stubble, and came forward to explore a ray of divine knowledge into Yan Zhengming's inner government.

Cheng Daxian, who was just full of "mindless desire", immediately leaned forward slightly and asked, "How?"

Tang Yan didn't make a sound for a while, Cheng Qian could not sit still, and walked around the house several times, trying to ask questions several times, but feared to disturb him, and swallowed back by himself.

It took a long time for Tang Yan to regain his sense of consciousness, and he carefully took Yan Zhengming's hand back into the quilt. He looked dignified and hesitated for a moment.

Cheng Qian: "Brother Tang?"

Tang Yan: "I think ... you better call your brother and sister together."

Cheng Qian stayed in place for a while.

He had never felt so cold in his heart, as if someone had hollowed his chest, stuffed a handful of ice scum, and it was so cold.

Probably five thunder, it's nothing more.

Tang Yan glanced at him in embarrassment and said, "Little friend, there will always be dissatisfaction and joy and sorrow in the human world. You have been indifferent for a long time, can you not see it?"

"Do not……"

Cheng Qian just uttered a word, his voice had been split, he stood a little lost for a moment, seemed to want to take a step forward, but he didn't stand still, and his eyes fell on Yan Zhengming slowly, For a moment, Tang Yan thought his eyes were red—but ... would a piece of jade also cry?

Will Tian Jie's eyes have not been shaken yet?

But he was like a crash just a moment, before Tang Yan had time to speak, Cheng Qian's eyes were firm and firm, and he said decisively: "No, don't tell them first, brother Tang, you must have a good knowledge and you must have a way . No matter what, Shangqianbi drops Huangquan, even if you want me to change my life ... "

Tang Yan interrupted him: "Listen to what **** you say. If this is heard by your brother, you have to stab you with a sword first, and then stab me."

Cheng Qian stared at Tang Mao with a kind of calmness that was almost aggressive: "I can train Ju Lingyu into flesh, as long as you show me a way, there is nothing I can't do."

Tang Yan looked straight back at him, Cheng Qian's eyes were not hesitant.

"Upper poor and downright ... lower Huangquan." Tang Yue suddenly said the words lowly, and then he laughed lowly. "Little friend, the teacher of the world has deep affection. Although it is a good story, it is rare and profound. You are like this. "

Cheng Qian said calmly: "This place is called 'Fu Yao Shan Zhuang', not 'World.'"

"How many steps are scary in Sword God Realm, you and I can't understand it," Tang Yan no longer tangled in the topic, said, "He just came out, his state was not stable, he was demonized. It is already very dangerous, and it is also good at using forbidden techniques-a battle on the lock Sendai, you can see how much he has forcibly elevated? "

Cheng Qiandao: "I'm not even smarter than him. I don't see much. I can only roughly estimate ... at least one state."

Tang Yi said: "Yes, this is like borrowing a usury loan. This is whether he borrows it or not. The sword **** domain has taken thousands of miles, and it is naturally dangerous to counteract it."

Cheng Qian immediately responded to the meaning of Tang Yan: "So as long as his true cultivation is to catch up with the borrowed part in the short term, can it reduce the pain of back phage? My Zhen Yuan Quan can give it to him. For a hundred years, this thing was born once and cooked twice. "

Tang Yan heard the words stunned, and then couldn't help but laugh and said, "You take the real yuan as a bowl of rice, whoever you want to allocate it to? Don't say that you are not a sword repair, even if the real sword is two sword repair Can blend. "

Tang Yan said here, sighing: "If he wants to pass this level, unless he can enter the realm of scabbard before the physical body collapses-but you should understand that when you practice, you can accumulate thin hair. The magic path to take shortcuts is not a hundred days. Besides, he is a sword repairer who must undergo thousands of trials and hardships. No foreign object can help him. The things you and I can do are very limited, even if you have this heart No such force. "

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