Li Mochou's rebirth and transformation

Lu Zhanyuan is dreaming.

The dream was short, but it brought him despair that was more painful than death.

He kept running in his dream, searching in panic. Thousands of rivers and mountains passed by in a flash. He passed through countless crowds and saw countless blurred and indifferent faces, but he couldn't find the person who made him dream.

When he opened his eyes, there was nothing beside him, and the silk handkerchief embroidered with butterflies was tightly clenched in his palm, and the name drawn with red thread made his eyes turn red.

He wanted to get up, but his limbs were still weak, so he could only call out sadly: "Mochou..."

But he got no response.

For the first time in his life, he would rather indulge in a nightmare than wake up and face a room without Li Mochou.

Lu Zhanyuan closed his eyes tightly and was in a daze. He wanted to ask why Mo Chou left him, but also hated himself for losing Mo Chou in a dream.But he knew that he didn't have time to feel sorry for himself, and the longer it took, the less likely he would be able to find Mo Chou.He hurriedly got up and got off the kang, but his limbs felt numb after lying down for a long time, and he fell down from the kang hard. He gritted his teeth and got up, but when he lowered his head, he felt a cold touch clinging to his throat like a snake. superior--

His heart trembled, and he looked up slowly, only to see a man in Tsing Yi who was about 50 years old was squatting in front of him and looking at himself.And what stuck to his throat was the jade flute held by the man in Tsing Yi, not a deadly weapon.

The man in Tsing Yi had a clear face and haughty eyes. He looked down at Lu Zhanyuan from top to bottom, and said in his mouth, "You are awake." He sounded like he had been waiting for him for a long time.

When Lu Zhanyuan woke up, he didn't realize that there were other people in the room. He thought to himself that this person had a high level of cultivation, so he didn't breathe a single breath just now.And the finger he made to himself was as swift as a ghost, and there was no sound in the action, which shows the high level of martial arts attainments.He didn't care about other things, no matter whether the man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared on the isolated island was an enemy or a friend, he didn't have the time to pay attention to it.

He tried his best to push away the jade flute lying on his neck, and said sharply, "Get out of the way!"

The man in Tsing Yi acted as if he hadn't heard of it, his figure moved, and in the blink of an eye, the jade flute lay across Lu Zhanyuan's chest again, blocking his way.

"Boy, let me ask you, who set up the formation outside?"

Lu Zhanyuan glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, lowered his eyes and said, "I don't know." He pushed away the jade flute blocking him again, and staggered across the threshold to the courtyard. Grab his back with a claw on his back, and push him down to the ground with all his strength!

Lu Zhanyuan has never encountered such a master, and he has no power to fight back.He couldn't move for a moment, his heart was extremely anxious because of thinking about Li Mochou's safety and whereabouts, he stuck his neck and said angrily: "I told you I don't know! Let me go! I still want to find my wife!"

The man in Tsing Yi said coldly: "You said you didn't know, why did you go straight to the only way of life in this battle as soon as you came out?" He pondered for a moment, then asked slowly: "Your wife is wearing White clothes, are you seriously ill?"

Lu Zhanyuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked anxiously, "Senior, do you know the whereabouts of my wife?"

The man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly: "You call me senior now? If I tell you that your wife is dead, can you stop looking for her and stay and tell me who stepped down this strange formation?"

Lu Zhanyuan's face was ashen, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a "clang" sound. He gritted his teeth and stabbed the sword in the Tsing Yi man's chest.

Lu Zhanyuan kept his subordinates, and said: "Since Mochou is dead, it's just right for you to kill me! But if she is still alive, how can I allow you to curse her with evil words?"

The man in Tsing Yi held out two fingers, but the tip of the sword was sucked between his fingers and he couldn't move anymore. He sighed: "Neither humble nor arrogant, you have some integrity." Xiao Yu died, when he buried his beloved wife in the river, he wished he could go away with her. In the world, it is legends that couples can live and die together, even if they really think about it, it is rare and precious. For a moment, I felt the same, as if I saw my original shadow from the young man.

Seeing that he couldn't move him, Lu Zhanyuan simply let go of the hilt of his sword and went into battle.The man in Tsing Yi didn't even hide from his fist, but suddenly flashed a letter before the wind of the fist hit his face.

This letter successfully stopped Lu Zhanyuan's fist.

Lu Zhanyuan saw the words "Lu Lang's personal letter" written on the envelope, and the handwriting was indeed written by Li Mochou himself.His eyes were bright, and he wanted to snatch it away. The man in Tsing Yi quickly put the envelope back into his sleeve, and the two of them unwrapped the move. The man in Tsing Yi drove Lu Zhanyuan to a corner like teasing a mouse, and then pushed him to the ground with one claw.

Lu Zhanyuan hated him so much, the man in Tsing Yi touched his dumb acupoint, and said coldly: "Your wife is indeed dead. I saw it with my own eyes, so you can't help but believe it!" Seeing that the young man under his palm stopped struggling, he continued: " Her body has long since been washed away by the lake water, what else are you looking for?"

The young man felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he remained motionless for a long time. The man in Tsing Yi mentioned him suspiciously, but saw the young man's eyes were bloodshot, his thoughts were chaotic, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the man in Tsing Yi unlocked his acupoints and said in amazement: "Boy, your wife is dead, so you really don't want to live?"

Lu Zhanyuan calmed down, wiped away the blood on his lips, shook his head and gritted his teeth: "I don't believe you."

The man in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, he lowered his head and stroked the green jade flute, without saying a word.After a while, he said: "Boy, let me ask you one last time, do you know the origin of this formation?"

Lu Zhanyuan said: "I can tell you, as long as you return Mo Chou's letter to me."

The man in Tsing Yi sneered: "I don't believe you either. I returned the letter to you, but you said you don't know what to do?"

Lu Zhanyuan frowned and said, "This formation is called the Eight Formation Diagram. It is a long-lost metaphysics formation. It is said that the two armies can stop hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers with this formation."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi, and he shouted: "Speaking is useless!" Following the shout, Lu Zhanyuan had been thrown into the formation by him, "Hmph! Kid, if you can come out alive, I will believe you! "

Since Lu Zhanyuan deciphered He's one hundred and eight formations, he has penetrated the mysteries of Liangyi and Bagua.All the strange formations in the world originate from the same core. In Lu Zhanyuan's eyes, formation and formation are based on the same principle, using the right time and place to seek a perfect and impeccable logical relationship.

He walked out of the formation without much effort, and the man in Tsing Yi was surprised and excited when he saw him come out of the formation unscathed, his expression was no longer as domineering as before.He said: "This old man is proficient in astronomy, geography, five elements, eight trigrams, and Qimen Dunjia. I didn't expect that I would be unable to crack it if I strayed into this formation. If it wasn't for someone leaving a way out in the formation, my martial arts would be unrivaled." I'm going to die here... I didn't expect that your junior would have such a talent!"

Lu Zhanyuan thought to himself that this scribe-like old man was so shameless. He couldn't break the battle because he was ignorant, but the person who managed to break the battle had "a talent beyond the heavens"... He stretched out his hand to the opposite person expressionlessly: "Letter to me , I will draw a diagram for you."

The man in Tsing Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man again, his eyes were flickering.Lu Zhanyuan stood there impatiently, when the man in Tsing Yi suddenly slapped him on the palm of his hand, he immediately shrank his hand in pain, and heard the man in Tsing Yi's ironic laughter: "It's a pity that I, Huang Laoxie, changed my mind! Boy Come with me back to Peach Blossom Island!"

Lu Zhanyuan couldn't help being shocked when he heard the name "Huang Laoxie". This person is actually one of the five masters of martial arts—"Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi!He was surprised when Huang Yaoshi played the flute.Lu Zhanyuan thought he was proficient in melody, but he had never heard such a soul-stirring melody of the dongxiao. He seemed to be in the blue sea, seeing the turbulent tide, night and day, and the changing seasons, showing his ability to change.He couldn't restrain his heart from surging, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, the sound of the flute calmed down, and his mind was emptied along with the song. , he saw Huang Yaoshi walking towards the small hut with a torch in his hand.

"The picture of the eight formations has long been lost, and no one in the world can set up this formation except Fuxi Heshi who lived in seclusion in the past dynasties! It is unexpected that the legendary 'Hetu Luoshu' actually exists. If others find out, it will inevitably set off another bloody storm!"

In an instant, flames were everywhere, and his green shirt fluttered and he played the hole flute.

Accompanied by the melodious flute sound, the world-renowned array was burned.