The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

Qichi Peak was indeed very high, Lu Yang flew a section, jumped down and activated a magic circle that shrinks the ground to an inch, and rushed upwards for a section, repeating this, it took a day and a night to see the top of the mountain.

"Phew! This is a goddamn height!"

He cursed bitterly, stepped out of the magic circle panting, pushed away the dense bamboo leaves in front of him, and looked up to a distance.

The crimson mist is lingering there, and there is a courtyard that is white and cold, looming in it.Outside the courtyard, the bamboo forest is deep and green; there is another stream flowing slowly, bypassing the courtyard wall and passing through the bamboo forest. It does not know where it came from or where it is going. .

Someone was looking down at something by the creek, when Lu Yang looked over, that person seemed to have a feeling, and looked back.

Under the gorgeous sunset, amidst the lingering red mist, the man turned his head, and immediately the fog cleared and the clouds opened, lighting up the sky and the earth...

Lu Yang immediately forgot about his fatigue, rushed over excitedly, thrust the Duanmang Killing Sword into the ground, lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down and smiled: "Master!"

Yuntang took a step back in shock, blinked, and couldn't believe it: "Yang'er? Why are you here?"

Lu Yang got up, drew out the Duanmang sword as if showing off, and said: "I have learned how to fly with the sword, so I flew here!"

"Master Patriarch's Passing Water Sword?" Yuntang recognized the predecessor of Killing Sword at a glance, and just about to say "this sword is very fierce", suddenly he let out a light sigh, took the sword, looked at it carefully for a while, and frowned. He frowned and said, "No, it's not passing water. Although the appearance is the same, the energy and spirit are already very different. The aura runs on it, it seems to be quite organized, revealing a bloodthirsty smell... Wait, bloodthirsty? Could it be Is it a killing sword that has beheaded the same kind? It seems that there are, uh, spirits?!"

Only then did Yuntang realize that the sword was most different from the original one, and with a shake of his hand, he almost threw the sword away.

He murmured: "Psychic artifact?" Then he looked at Lu Yang and asked in surprise, "Yang'er, you made it?"

Would a normal person think that a child could forge an artifact?

Faced with Yuntang's unreasonable but extremely correct first guess, Lu Yang couldn't laugh or cry, but had to give an appropriate explanation quickly.

Of course, he couldn't say that he had any magic formula for warming and nourishing the divine weapon, so he began to play sloppy eyes: "Report to Master, when I found this sword, this sword already had spirituality. Later, the second uncle asked me to share with him Competition..."

Yun Tang was stupefied, and then burst into anger: "Chu Er is a fool!"

"...Tu'er went all out and fought head-on with the Second Martial Uncle. Naturally, he was defeated. But at that moment, the sword in Tu'er's hand spontaneously moved, and a majestic force came from The sword surged out violently, knocking the disciple flying, and even breaking the second martial uncle's sword..."

"..."

Yuntang was speechless for a while, and finally coughed twice desperately, swallowed the word "luck" back in his throat, and said, "What did your second uncle say?"

"Second Martial Uncle wants my apprentice to learn swordsmanship from him."

"Oh!"

Yun Tang didn't seem to be angry that his apprentice was robbed, on the contrary, he was very happy: "The ancestor praised you for your sword intent, and now Chu Er said the same thing, and you happened to have a psychic master by chance. Artifact...Yang'er, it seems that you are a good swordsman! Follow your uncle to learn, after a hundred years, you will never be worse than that girl Hongxin..."

But Lu Yang didn't join him in being happy, instead, his expression became heavy, and he said word by word: "I have rejected Second Master Uncle!"

Yuntang was startled.

Lu Yang continued to speak: "Master said that a cultivator only values ​​three things: root, chance, and character. Maybe the disciple has the root of sword practice, but the chance is tied to the master, and the heart is also too weak." I only think about our Qianxiu Peak, I want to listen to Master’s teachings, and understand the Dao of heaven and earth, and I don’t really want to be a sword cultivator!"

In his words, he revealed the meaning of "I've identified you, and no one else will go to the other house". Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone who heard it knew it clearly.

It was rare for Yuntang to hear someone express his loyalty so straightforwardly. He was both embarrassed and moved. He almost lost his spiritual energy for a while, and didn't know what to respond to.

Lu Yang was also taken aback by himself.These days, he has been playing for a long time, and he doesn't know how much of what he said, the expression he showed, and the hot eye sockets are true or false; in that trembling voice, there is [-]% One of the true feelings revealed?

But he quickly put aside these troublesome thoughts, and continued to speak naturally: "The good teacher learned that in Lu Yang's heart, the master and the uncle are always different! I only follow you, the master." , no matter how powerful others are, disciples will not look down upon them!"

"This nonsense——" Yun Tang let out a chuckle, and licked Lu Yang's head, dispelling the inexplicable emotions a little bit through this half-truth and half-fake scolding, "—don't let Your uncle heard."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sword clanging in the yard over there, as if to say:

I heard!

"..."

Yun Tang's handsome face immediately turned red.Lu Laomo has a thick skin, but such disgusting and nasty words were casually listened to by someone, and that person was still the one he was stepping on... He couldn't help grinding his back molars, and the tips of his ears felt a little hot.

……

After Lu Yang finished reporting his practice progress and Yun Tang praised him for his great success, it was completely dark.Lu Yang came here from Qianxiu Peak, he has not closed his eyes for two days and one night, even though he is a practitioner, he still yawned childishly.

Yun Tang laughed: "Your sleepiness is exactly the same as your brother Zhen."

"Really." As soon as Lu Yang said the words, he realized that the inside was as if mixed with ice slag, sharp and indifferent, and full of cold air.He stole a glance at Yuntang, and quickly made up with a smile, "Well, Master still doesn't take me to meet him? I've finished studying the "Hundred Days General Rules", maybe I can help Junior Brother Zhen."

"You, just don't bully others."

Yun Tang patted Lu Yang's head lovingly, then returned the long sword to the scabbard, held it with his right hand, and held Lu Yang's palm with his left hand, turned around and walked leisurely: "Follow me."

"En." Lu Yang responded meekly, following his steps.

When he leaned beside Yun Tang, it was as if he had received Chu Yuan's heart-washing sword, and his heart was cleansed and dusted, the only thing he thought about was the green clothes in front of him, and all the trivial things in the world, he had long forgotten clean.

Someone is among the forgotten.

Shiba watched Lu Yang walk towards Chu Er's courtyard, bent over and hilariously laughed, and fell down laughing on the bamboo shoots.

"Nineteenth, nineteenth, what is the purpose of your calamity? Look at this posture, if the devil cuts off his evil thoughts one day and turns back to the right, it may be because of his own master, not because of you!"

Ning Nineteen stared at Lu Yang's back with a gloomy face, and said coldly, "Shut up or get out."

"Hey, you're angry now? Don't, don't." Shiba came to him with a smile, imitating Lu Yang's tone and eyes, with a soft smile, and said affectionately, "... as long as you say something, I will Walk."

Ning Jiuyi hit it with his fist: "Shut up!"

Shiba clasped the attacking fist, his face flashed red, but his smile remained motionless: "They went in."

Ning Jiu withdrew his hand, slid down from the bamboo several feet high, and ran towards Chu Yuan's yard.

"Tsk!"

Shiba sighed and followed behind, using his king-level cultivation that day to erase any light, shadow and sound from the two of them, so that Ning Jiu could get close to that person.

that monster...

This was Shiba's first time seeing the legendary Lu Laomo with his own eyes.Different from the rumors, the Lu Yang in front of him is just a smart and childish child, with clear eyes, a sly smile, and a faint appearance of a handsome and handsome young man on his face.

Shiba grinned silently, "Oh, the scourge!"

A few days ago, Ning Nineteen hastily left him, saying that Lu Yang had a tendency to become demonic. At that time, Shiba felt that if Ning Nineteen could be made to face an enemy like this, the demon must have set up a thousand-mile cemetery again, creating He committed boundless murder... Who would have thought that the man had just thought of it!

When did Ning Nineteen become so neurotic and fussy?

Shiba was puzzled, so he followed to have a look.In the end, when he saw Ning Jiujiu's poor performance in front of Lu Yang, he was dumbfounded and decided that his colleague was terminally ill and hopeless.

Father, like son.Shiba could see very clearly that Ning Jiujiu's mentality towards Lu Yang had been severely distorted, to the point of...unspeakable.

As for the unspeakable theory, Shiba pondered for a long time, and finally found an object for comparison and reference—that kind of thing called "love" between humans or monsters with different surnames, which is more mysterious than the orthodox way of heaven.

Said that Ning Nineteen "falls in love" with Lu Yang, Eighteen is not sure.After all, those two people are both men, or in other words, they are not human... And they never talk to each other, and when they meet, they either quarrel or fight. Is this really "love"?

Shiba does not understand the emotions of the lower world, and everyone in the sky does not understand.He was able to make such a guess because of the inseparable connection between the branches of the Heavenly Dao. When he saw Ning Nineteen being suppressed by Lu Yang, he also tasted the impulse in Ning Nineteen's heart.

That kind of physical impulse, which can be called sin, made Shiba, who had never experienced anything between men and women, stiffen on the spot, blushed, and almost committed suicide in shame and indignation.

What's this?possessive?Want to conquer?Or...beast/desire?

The moment these words came out, Shiba had already come to his senses, and his eyes on Ning Shijiu suddenly became extremely complicated.

His colleague was too deeply influenced by the lower realm and that person, it's too bad...it's also fun!

Sure enough, Ning Shijiu, who was known for being cold, arrogant and vicious, was beaten repeatedly in front of Old Demon Lu and made a lot of jokes, which made Shiba, who was observing in the dark, laugh quite happily.

In order to continue the good show and spend his long and boring vacation, Shiba squandered his Heavenly Monarch-level cultivation at will to help Ning Shijiu—chasing his wife!

That's right, chasing after wives!

Shiba looked at Ning Shijiu, who had a serious face and eager eyes, and suppressed a smile, wrinkling his face into a weird bitter gourd.

A group of people entered the yard either explicitly or secretly.Behind a green pine tree, the tall and thin man in white threw a sentence over his head:

"nausea!"

Yuntang held his breath in his heart, his face suddenly became hot, and he shouted: "Eavesdropping behind the scenes, but what a man did?"

"Hmph, your boy's voice is too loud, but you can't blame me for listening indiscriminately." Chu Yuan's frosty eyes glanced at Lu Yang, but there was a bit of kind banter in his tone.

Lu Yang became more and more courageous, and secretly stuck out his tongue at him, Chu Yuan was not annoyed, but said indifferently: "Lu Yang, you can go up to my mountain, what do you want to learn this time?"

Lu Yang hurriedly waved his hands: "The nephew came here this time, just to see the master..."

"Then learn the same as Boy Zhen."

"……Ugh."

Now that the topic was about Wu Zhen, Lu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a certain line on his face suddenly showed a fleeting coldness. where?"

"Here."

Chu Yuan pointed back, and a certain hut behind him seemed to be an explanation for his behavior, and the door creaked open.

A thin and timid young man came out slowly, raised his eyes to see Lu Yang, after a moment's pause, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly:

"Ah, Senior Brother Yang!"