villain is a good guy

Seeing him in a daze, Venerable Cheng Ying curled his thin lips slightly, and smiled helplessly and indulgently: "In this world, who else can protect you except me?"

The problem is, you didn't protect me either.

Because of you, the previous traverser hid in Siguo Cliff for ten years, and for some reason belched, it was my turn to pass through.

Yan Rongyi thought silently.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought of another thing.

As a villain, he has no cultivation and has offended the protagonist to such an extent that he seems to have no choice but to cling to Venerable Chengying's thigh and drag himself out to survive.

He said "it seems" because Yan Rongyi was thinking about the content in "Strategy" and felt that he could rely on the content on the ninth page to make a comeback in one fell swoop.

Of course, in front of Venerable Cheng Ying, he could only act as if he did not want to bring up the past, and kept silent to avoid revealing his secrets.

Venerable Chengying looked at the silent young man in front of him, as if he had returned to that day——

Yan Rongyi is the apprentice picked by Ling Jiushen himself.

Standing among thousands of disciples who wanted to join the Fushan Sect, his red clothes burned into Venerable Chengying's eyes like fire.

The master and apprentice looked at each other across the vast white snow.

Yan Rongyi's peach-blossom eyes were slightly curved, and a mole at the end of her eyes was as red as blood. She was obviously a person who looked like a banished fairy, but she smiled with a demonic air all over her body.

The Chengying sword in Venerable Chengying's hand hummed happily, like a whale swimming in the deep sea.

"Just him." Ling Jiu chose Yan Rongyi out of thousands of people.

"That's all." Ling Jiushen let go of Yan Rongyi's chin, knowing that no matter how many years had passed, he was reluctant to force this useless apprentice, so he got up and sent Fuxi away.

Before Chongmingniao flew away, he reluctantly rubbed his small head against Venerable Chengying's palm, and then spared no effort to stare at Yan Rongyi one after another.

Yan Rongyi was helpless.

His predecessor, the ability to pull hatred is really strong.

"Those who go up to the Jiuchong Mountain of Fushan Mountain have a narrow chance of death." Venerable Chengying said suddenly, "Only the Chongming Bird who is good at flying can pick the Ganoderma lucidum at the fastest speed, but as a teacher, Fuxi's breathing is stagnant, obviously he is trying to get it." I got an internal injury when I was eating jelly grass."

Yan Rongyi was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "It..."

"Fuxi cares about you."

He realized.

Not only Fuxi, but also Wangshui and Baishuang.

Each of them spurned what "Yan Rongyi" did, and at the same time treated him sincerely.

Why is this?

Yan Rongyi couldn't figure it out for the time being, and didn't dare to ask.

He is afraid of revealing his identity.

"Your old house remains the same." Venerable Chengying didn't give Yan Rongyi any more time to think. With a wave of his sleeves, they came to the open space outside the cave.

Two simple bamboo buildings stand on the snow.

"Cultivation, don't worry." Venerable Chengying lowered his voice, and his eyes were filled with subtle warmth. Finally, he no longer looked like a sword that had just been unsheathed, but more like a living person, "I Since I brought you back, I can naturally cure you."

Yan Rongyi nodded in confusion, and only dared to take a step when Venerable Chengying flashed into a bamboo building.

The house was as simple as he thought.

Practitioners don't stick to trifles, let alone the Venerable Chengying who has attained the Tao for thousands of years?

In addition to tables and chairs, there is only a half-old futon in the house.

Yan Rongyi didn't mind either, he hurriedly sat cross-legged on the futon, opened his right hand, and flipped through "Strategy".

Yan Rongyi only had time to take a quick glance before, but now she calmed down, looking at the densely packed handwriting, her heart was turbulent, and she didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

What appears in "Strategy" is not a "plot" related to the protagonist Luo Yu at all, but a set of exercises.

To be precise, it is a set of heaven-defying exercises that only those with broken dantians and severed tendons are qualified to practice.

...It seemed as if it was specially prepared for him.

Yan Rongyi's heart beat like a beating.

Traveling through suddenly, forgetting the past, although he embraced the thigh of Venerable Chengying, but the original body was notorious, and his own strength was the most important.

Now that there is an opportunity in front of him, he must seize it.

Just as Yan Rongyi was meditating, a dense black fog suddenly appeared in midair.

The dense fog moved cautiously and kept shrinking until it shrunk itself down to the size of a fist. Then it seemed relieved and let out a yin and yang laugh: "As expected of the one I chose, you have already relied on your own strength to escape from the cliff. out."

Yan Rongyi suddenly raised her head, looked at the black mist, and let out a breath slowly.

Hey, the leader of this world, he thought he would never see him again.

"That's right, that's right, you've already seen the contents of the "Strategy"." The guide circled his palm in a circle, extremely satisfied, "You must have found that you have lost all your cultivation, right?"

Yan Rongyi sneered: "Really, if you don't tell me, I really don't know!"

The guide pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his words: "You are a swordsman, do you know the basics of swordsmanship?"

He: "I don't know."

Guide: "Sword cultivation is of one lineage, and the method of cultivation is different from that of ordinary monks. Only the sword pellets that store the flying sword of life are condensed in the dantian, which can be regarded as sword cultivation."

In other words, a cultivator without a sword pill is not considered a sword cultivator at all.

As for Yan Rongyi whose dantian was broken...that is not even a monk.

The guide briefly summed up his situation, and then made a final decision: "You have to follow the book of "Strategy", let the aura go retrograde in the body, reshape the dantian, gather the sword pills, and go against the way of heaven, so as to restore the original state. Cultivation!"

The meaning of the guide is probably that Yan Rongyi has no talent for cultivation, so it is better to break the cans and smash the cans, go against the way of heaven, and fight for a way out instead.

Seems to have some truth.

The guide saw that Yan Rongyi was moving, secretly pleased, and only hoped that he would practice blindly in the "Strategy" snapshot, go mad and die.

But he didn't know that he overestimated Yan Rongyi's cultural level.

After the guide slipped away, Yan Rongyi held the "Strategy" and choked speechlessly:

"...What kind of broken technique, I can't understand it at all?!"