This seat is a villain

It was less than a mile from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and in a blink of an eye the group came to Fu Beitang's small courtyard.Although the yard is not big, it is neat and tidy.Bright red paper flowers are pasted on the windows, and tall wine jars are built under the eaves.

No one would have guessed that Fu Beitang, one of the Seven Sages, lives in this unremarkable village house.

As soon as Fu Beitang entered, an old yellow dog greeted him wagging its tail.Fu Beitang took out a piece of meat from the bamboo basket and stuffed it into the yellow dog's mouth. Regardless of the other people present, he started to cook by himself.

Seeing this, Jing Lan and Jing Fan looked at each other, and obediently stepped forward to help.

Xue Yao snatched a bowl of homemade old rice wine from the old man, but he didn't drink it, but leaned against the door frame with the broken bowl, watching the chickens and ducks fighting in the yard.

As soon as Fu Beitang turned his head, he saw Xue Yao's idle appearance, and he was suddenly out of breath.He put his hands on his waist and cursed angrily: "Boy surnamed Xue! You are the most idle in this place! Get out of here!"

"Here we come." Xue Yao saw that Fu Beitang was angry, so he slowly moved to the stove, and handed the wine bowl in his hand to the old man's mouth: "You drink some before scolding, don't be thirsty .”

Fu Beitang's busy cursing mouth was blocked by Xue Yao's bowl of wine, and he became even angrier for a while.

After lunch, Fu Beitang pointed, and Xue Yao followed him into a side room next to the main room.The old man closed the wooden door with his backhand, blocking Jing Lan and Jing Fan from the door.

This room is not small, but it is full of all kinds of sundries, ranging from old-fashioned alchemy stoves to small bamboo trumpets for children.

Xue Yao looked at the objects in the room with great interest, and before he could sit down, he listened to Fu Beitang: "You are not human."

Xue Yao laughed dumbly and said, "Senior Fu, it's too much for you to say that."

"Hmph, don't pretend to be stupid here, you know what I mean."

After Fu Beitang finished speaking, he suddenly slapped Xue Yao off guard.Xue Yao didn't hide or dodge, letting the old man's skinny palm stick to his heart.

No one spoke for a while.

After a while, Xue Yao smiled and asked, "Did you see anything? Senior."

Fu Beitang's expression froze, and he immediately withdrew his palm.He took a step back and looked at his palm in surprise, muttering to himself, "Siheyin and... Guan Shanyu?"

"Boy, who are you?" Fu Beitang raised his head, his eyes had long since lost the color of joking.

"It doesn't matter who he was in his previous life. In this life, he is just an unknown ghost cultivator." Xue Yao picked through a pile of sundries, and finally found a round stool to sit down. He looked up at Fu who was still standing there. Beitang said: "Senior Fu, can you do something about this four seals?"

Only then did Fu Beitang come back to his senses, and he jumped back and sat on a chest of drawers: "Old Siheyin is incomprehensible, you just wait to die."

Xue Yao lowered his head and sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Siheyin can't do anything about it, and I think you, the Seven Sages, are nothing more than that."

Fu Beitang has lived to this age, so naturally he doesn't accept aggressive methods.He snorted nonchalantly, and said, "Boy, just speak up if you have something to say."

Only then did Xue Yao stand up and walk in front of Fu Beitang, leaning over and saluting: "I implore seniors to take Guan Shanyu out of my heart."

Fu Beitang was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Xue Yao up and down with a look of foolishness on his face.After a while, the old man said: "You should know why you are still alive, right?"

Xue Yao said honestly, "I know."

Because Guan Shanyu gathers spirits, Grandma Yin used jade as a carrier and fused it with her heart, which successfully stabilized Xue Yao's soul in her new body.

Fu Beitang went on to say: "Right now you have four seals on your body, if you lose Guan Shanyu, when the two seals are connected, you should also know what will happen to you."

Xue Yao was silent for a moment, and only said two words: "I know."

Even though Xue Yao already knew the consequences, Fu Beitang couldn't help but continue to say: "The Yin and Yang seals emphasize harmony and balance, and you are inherently deficient. If you don't have Guan Shanyu as your foundation, the Yin seal will be at a disadvantage. In the future Four seal seals, you will surely die."

Yin Yin dies, Yang Yin lives.Master Liao Jing of Guanzhao Temple told him this truth too early.Right now Xue Yao hasn't given up on finding a solution, but he has to prepare for the worst.

If it really comes to the last step... leaving Guan Shanyu to Lin Jinhuan at that time, it will not be regarded as an insult to this ancient artifact.

"That's one of the reasons why I want to take out the Guanshan jade." Xue Yao looked at Fu Beitang, and continued, "I believe that Senior Fu must have a way to get the jade."

Fu Beitang's attitude gradually eased unconsciously, and there was a faint sense of comfort in his words: "You are still young, extremely talented, and blessed by Guanshanyu. If you pass the Siheyin smoothly this time In this calamity, the road will be limitless."

Xue Yao smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Senior praises you absurdly."

"Even if you survived by luck, after Guan Shanyu leaves your body, your six souls and seven souls will no longer be completely compatible with your physical body." Fu Beitang continued to say, regardless of whether it is absurd or not, "although you can be safe with the old man's ability You can resolve it, but your cultivation will stop here, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the future. I am afraid that you will not be able to make achievements in this life, and you will also miss the chance of Mahayana."

Fu Beitang paused, and asked Xue Yao, "Even so, you have no regrets?"

Throughout the ages, there have been countless monks who have reached the realm of perfection, but their endings are not the same, and there are still a small number of monks who can rank among the Mahayana.The so-called failure is a thousand miles away, and success or failure is in a short moment.

"Although I knew a little bit of kung fu in my previous life, I was a mortal after all, and I was less concerned about attaining Taoism and becoming a fairy." Xue Yao continued: "Besides, my ambition is not here, and there are far more important things for me."

"I chose to hide from the world back then, precisely because the people of the immortal sect have lost their Daoist heart." Fu Beitang looked at Xue Yao as he spoke, "I didn't expect you, a ghost boy, to be open-minded."

Xue Yao stepped forward to support the old man, and led him to sit down on the round stool he had just cleaned up: "Then senior decides to help or not?"

Fu Beitang stroked his gray beard and said, "Lie down."

Jing Lan originally thought that given Xue Yao and Fu Beitang's temperament of pinching each other, this conversation should not last long, and it would soon end with the two of them fighting wildly.

But I didn't expect that it would take three days and three nights to close the door.During this period, Jing Fan tried to knock on the door several times, but was stopped by Jing Lan.

Until the evening of the third day, the door finally opened from the inside, and Xue Yao walked out from the door.Although his complexion is not very good-looking, it can be seen that he is in good spirits.

Seeing this, Jing Lan and Jing Fan hurried up to meet him.

Xue Yao waved his hands and declined the support of the two, turned around and gave a big gift to the door: "Thank you, Senior Fu, for your help."

"Get out of here." Fu Beitang's impatient voice came from the door: "Go back and tell that brat in the Wei family that the old man has paid off the favor he owed them."

After the three of them left Fu Beitang's residence, Jing Lan keenly noticed that Xue Yao's riding speed had slowed down, and his body looked a little weak.

So Jing Lan asked, "My lord, do you need to rest for a while?"

"Nothing." Saying that, Xue Yao threw the wooden box to Jing Lan: "Put this thing away first, and return it to the little monk for me if you have a chance, and thank him for me by the way."

Jing Fan hesitated in his heart whether to report this matter to Lin Jinhuan, after deliberation, he decided to ask, "My lord, what have you been doing these three days and nights?"

Xue Yao said nonsense, "Senior Fu, please help me cure my headache."

Jing Lan and the others naturally didn't believe Xue Yao's statement, but it wasn't easy to ask, so Jing Lan asked, "Where are we going next?"

Xue Yao said without turning his head, "Go back to Mount Jialou."

Jing Fan was shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help but look at Jing Lan, only to see that the expression on Jing Lan's face was not very good-looking.

At this time, Xue Yao pulled the reins abruptly, and the galloping horse stopped: "Don't think I don't know what you guys are planning."

Xue Yao turned around, and the horse came up to the two of them with small steps: "Tell me, what is Lin Jinhuan asking you two to deliberately delay my time along the way?

**

It was rare for Lin Jinhuan to appear in Liuxiang Palace early today. There were people coming and going in the hall, and the hurrying palace people added a bit of tension to this seemingly ordinary morning.

Another group of women holding spiritual weapons and magic weapons filed in.Lin Jinhuan didn't care what the palace people were busy with. At this moment, he just sat quietly on the throne, carefully looking at the letter in his hand.

Xue Yao's writing style is as hateful as himself. Each letter has only a few words, and a dog's mouth can't spit ivory.

It's just that Lin Jinhuan saw that Xue Yao mentioned in his letter that the sea of ​​clouds on the top of Luoxia Mountain was full of images, and suddenly he wanted to take a look for himself.

Recently, some good news came from Qin Liushuang, and there seemed to be some clues about Siheyin.

Seeing the hall door slowly open, Yan Qing walked in from outside the hall.As soon as Yan Qingfang entered the door, he saw Lin Jinhuan staring at a piece of paper in a daze. He quickly pushed back the accompanying doormen and walked into the hall alone.

Yan Qing came carefully to Lin Jinhuan's seat and whispered: "Master, the time has come."

Only then did Lin Jinhuan lift his eyes from the letter. He folded the letter and put it in his arms, stood up and said, "Then let's go."

Qin Liushuang came to the Lotus Breath Hall early this morning, he thought he was early, but he never thought that the hall was already crowded with people.

Qin Liushuang stepped into the crowd amidst the nods of the crowd.This is the first time he has participated in the Jiutianmen's great sacrifice.Gu, the witch doctor, has always been both good and evil. Although Qin Liushuang is a doctor, he sees good and evil very lightly in life and death.He calmly blended in among the fanatical believers, his heart was extremely calm, and he even had a trace of cruel curiosity.

At this moment, the sound of singing promises from mountains and tsunami suddenly sounded all around.Qin Liushuang followed the prestige and saw a guard of honor stretching tens of feet outside the Lotus Breathing Hall.

One hand parted the gauze curtain made of golden silk, revealing Lin Jinhuan's face behind the curtain.Lin Jinhuan retreated from the doorman who was about to come forward to help him, and stepped out of the chariot alone.

For a while, the sound of blessings in the hall was as loud as the sky. Amidst the surging sound, Lin Jinhuan walked towards the Lianxi Hall with thousands of rays of light, and everyone present couldn't help showing yearning and longing in their eyes.They firmly believe that this person in the golden light can lead them to obtain the supreme divine power.

To Qin Liushuang's surprise, Lin Jinhuan didn't show any emotion in the face of this situation.He raised his hand to stop the shouts of long live from the crowd, facing the prostration of the disciples, he did not speak, nor did he pray, but walked straight to the high platform under the gaze of thousands of earnest eyes.

After Yanqing sent Lin Jinhuan to the high platform, he stopped, raised his head and sent Lin Jinhuan up the stone steps.No matter how much unwillingness and struggle he has experienced, his junior has finally embarked on the path that generations of ancestors have walked.

Everyone in the world says that the Nine Heavens Gate has accumulated misfortune and evil, and there are twists and turns in it, so there is no point in arguing.

The more passionate voice of congratulations brought Yan Qing back to his senses, he quickly regained his composure, and led the crowd to kneel down at Lin Jinhuan's feet.

Lin Jinhuan was wearing a black embroidered gold gown today, and a golden twelve-prong crown on his head. The strong wind on the high platform blew his robe up and down.Lin Jinhuan stood with his head up at the place closest to the statue, under the gaze of Qixie, he was as invincible as a god who descended into the world.

When the young Lin Jinhuan stood under the stage and looked up at Lin Chao, he was mostly disappointed and puzzled.Now he finally and willingly took the same position.

Lin Jinhuan lowered his head, his eyes first fell on the devout disciples, and then he swept across the three thousand sacrifices kneeling in the center of the hall without any waves.The three thousand Kaiyun eunuchs were dressed in white and knelt on the ground unconsciously.Their expressions are blank and their eyes are empty, and they don't look like real people at first glance.

Lin Jinhuan raised his head and looked at the aloof Qifang evil god.

Not knowing what scene amused Lin Jinhuan, he lowered his eyes and smiled imperceptibly.Gangfeng brushed away the jade door in front of his eyes, and there was no trace of worship and respect for the seven evil gods in his eyes.

Only Lin Jinhuan said, "Get up."

Unlike his ancestors, Lin Jinhuan did not prepare any sacrificial ceremony.He raised his hand and grabbed a silk book from the void, at the same time, a purple light cut through his palm neatly.

Blood dripped down on the silk script, and a faint light glowed on the ancient silk script.The heavy bell sounded suddenly in everyone's minds, the sound seemed to come from ancient times, and it was also like a cry from the ground.

The sacrifice begins.

Seeing the flames constantly rising in front of his eyes, Yan Qing's hanging half of his heart gradually fell to the ground.During the days before the sacrifice, he was always anxious, always worried that Lin Jinhuan would repent temporarily, but fortunately, there was no turning back now.

No matter what Lin Jinhuan's real thoughts are, the matter is now a foregone conclusion.Yanqing often feels that he is a person with no ambitions. He only wants to live up to his master's will and guard the three-acre land of Jiutianmen for Lin Jinhuan.

The karmic fire from the ground illuminated everyone's faces, perhaps due to the influence of the seven evil spirits. Against the background of the fire, people's eyes became more frenzied, as if they wanted to tear the 3000 people in the hall alive.

Soon after, the first crack appeared on the ground, which was the abyss leading to hell.The sacrifice will end when the abyss opens its mouth to swallow the sacrifices offered by the believers.Under the protection of the Seven Evil Gods, the Nine Heavens Gate will embark on the next glorious 15 years.

Mana is monstrous, calling wind and rain, immortality, what a tempting word.

However, the accident happened in an instant.Just when the big stone fell to the ground in Yanqing's heart, the eunuch Kaiyun who was unconscious in the hall suddenly opened their eyes.