villain is a good guy

Yan Rongyi felt that she couldn't blame herself for not being able to understand the exercises.

To blame, he could only blame the guide for not giving him the memories of the previous traversers.

In fact, if the detailed exercises in "Strategy" were seen by any disciple of the Fushan School, it would cause terrible disasters, but for Yan Rongyi who has no memory, it is full of absurd words.

He doesn't know the eight extraordinary meridians, and he doesn't know the acupoints and caves.

Even if the "Strategy" is full of flowers, even if the detailed acupoint maps are in front of him, it is useless to him.

So Yan Rongyi was depressed, and Yan Rongyi was at a loss.

Yan Rongyi yelled at "Strategy" several times, but I couldn't understand it.

Yan Rongyi still didn't call out to anyone.

The leader of this world is elusive, and he is not given any more hints at all.

Yan Rongyi is like a miser holding a treasury, he can hear the crisp sound of gold coins colliding inside, but he is too poor.

He sighed, folded his palms together, and put his mind on Venerable Chengying again.

Venerable Chengying is the number one swordsman in the world, if he can't rely on "Strategy", then only this person has the ability to help him recover his cultivation.

What's more, Venerable Chengying only promised to cure him before the time of a stick of incense.

Thinking of this, Yan Rong relaxed again.

He is optimistic by nature and open-minded.

If he couldn't see it, he would have collapsed when he opened his eyes and found himself locked in a dark cave with unknown creatures talking beside him.

For the next few days, Yan Rongyi lived in the bamboo building and did not dare to act rashly.

His body is the first disciple of the Fushan School, even if he lost his cultivation, he would have already been fasted, saving him a lot of trouble.

One day, Yan Rongyi woke up and heard the sound of birds singing outside the window. He opened the window and found Fuxi squatting on the grass, pecking insects with her tail pouted.

Yan Rongyi looked at it for a while, then said, "Golden Feather Chicken."

"You...!" A few sparks exploded from Fuxi's tail, and then he looked at the bamboo building where Venerable Chengying lived, and snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for worrying about affecting Master's retreat, I would definitely burn you A seven meat and eight vegetarian."

"Master is retreating?"

Fuxi rolled her eyes, fluttered her wings and ran to the window: "What else?"

"...Master got the Ganoderma lucidum elixir, and went to retreat to give you alchemy."

Yan Rongyi really didn't know that Venerable Chengying was making alchemy for him. He lay down by the window, stretched out his hand tentatively, and carefully touched the hair on the side of Fuxi's neck. Gen: "After taking the elixir, will my cultivation come back?"

More sparks exploded on Fuxi's tail, and the venerable Chengying, who was apprehensive about retreating, could only stare at the feather in his hand bitterly, and swallowed his anger: "I don't know about that. But the master has great powers, if he says he can save You can be saved."

"Where is Wangshui?" He played with the feather in his hand, and asked the only person he knew after time travel, "And Bai Shuang, why didn't you come with me?"

"Do you think everyone is as boring as you?" Fuxi looked at Yan Rongyi contemptuously, "Both Wang Shui and Bai Shuang are going to participate in the mountain-breaking ceremony."

If Fuxi didn't mention it, Yan Rongyi almost forgot.

When Bai Shuang took him back to the Fushan School, he said that the Fushan School was holding a mountain opening ceremony.

Yan Rongyi rolled her eyes and teased Fu Xi with her feathers: "They are participating, why don't you participate?"

Poor Chongmingniao had no intentions, and was provoked by him, and complained like a bean: "I want to too, but they don't allow spirit beasts to participate! They have to wait for me to cultivate a human form before I can sign up."

"...Well, the founding ceremony of our Fushan School is only held once every 100 years. Apart from recruiting disciples, the most important link is the competition between the various sects. If I miss this year, I have to wait another 100 years. When will Is it a head?"

"...Yan Rongyi, from this point of view, you are also very unlucky. You have been arguing with Luo Yu for so long just to preside over the mountain opening ceremony. What happened? With your cultivation level gone, you will not be able to participate in the ceremony. Back me up, you've been kicked out of the Fushan faction long ago!"

"...In this way, I have to wait for 100 years, and there is still hope. If you collude with the demon cultivators, you will not have the chance to participate in the mountain opening ceremony after a few hundred years, hahaha!"

Well, the scapegoat extends directly to 100 years later.

Yan Rongyi put her hand in her hands, and made another note in her heart for the former time traveler.

After Fuxi complained, she probably felt that he was worse than herself, and felt much more comfortable, so she lazily sat on the window to bask in the sun.

Yan Rongyi has nothing to say.

He doesn't even have a cultivation base, so he presides over some kind of grand opening ceremony, and goes up to tell jokes?

I don't know if the master has refined the elixir...

He thought about the elixir refined by Venerable Chengying, and Venerable Chengying appeared in front of them.

The temperature in the world dropped in an instant, snowflakes fell one after another, the fire on Fuxi's tail was almost extinguished, and he moved to Yan Rongyi's hand tremblingly, forming a small ball of fur.

Yan Rongyi picked up Chong Mingniao, lowered her head and called out: "Master."

"It's still short of a medicine." Venerable Chengying sighed quietly, his pale fingers climbed onto his shoulders, and when they touched the thin snow, he frowned and swiped away the flying snow all over the sky.

As the temperature rose, Fuxi shook her feathers and asked tremblingly, "Master, what medicine do you need?"

"The Promise Grass."

The Chongming Bird called softly.

Yan Rongyi hesitated, "What is the Promise Grass?"

"The Promise Grass is a plant that grows in the netherworld." Fuxi shuddered again, her soybean-sized eyes narrowed, "it's normal if you don't know. I fell into the Netherworld in my early years and saw the Promise Grass."

"...This kind of plant itself is not rare. It can even be said that it is everywhere in the Netherworld. However, as soon as it leaves the Netherworld, the Promise Grass will quickly wither within seven days. Even if it is nourished with spiritual power, it will be useless."

Venerable Chengying's pitch-black robe moved without wind, and the complicated golden lines shone with inexplicable brilliance. He reached out and nodded Chongmingniao's head, and said, "Well, the only thing missing is the infinite grass that grows in the nether world. Fuxi, you Accompany Yan Rongyi to pick it up."

Hearing this, Fu Xi was dejected: "Master, Yan Hun...cough cough, senior brother Yan has lost his cultivation, and there are many dangers in the Netherworld. I'm afraid..."

It is afraid that Yan Rongyi will be buried in the nether world if the Promise Grass is not obtained.

"Of course I won't ask you to go to the depths of the Netherworld." Venerable Chengying frowned and shook his head, "I'm telling you to go to the secret realm."

Fuxi was stunned: "Could it be the Nether Secret Realm?"

The Nether Secret Realm is a secret realm located on the edge of the Netherworld.

It is also the secret realm most familiar to the disciples of the Fushan School.

All the Fushan disciples went down the mountain for the first time to practice, and they went to the Nether Secret Realm.

Fuxi pondered for a moment, but still felt something wrong: "But Master, although the name of the Nether Secret Realm has the word 'You Ming' in it, it is not within the range of Nether. , did not see the Promise Grass."

"That's because you haven't entered the deepest part of the Nether Secret Realm." Venerable Cheng Ying explained patiently, "You all thought that the Nether Secret Realm only had three levels, but you didn't know that there was a fourth level."

Fuxi held her breath, and widened her small eyes.

"...the fourth level has already been infiltrated by the Netherfire, and the Promise Grass is there."

After the Venerable Chengying finished speaking, he raised his right hand, his bony fingers trembled slightly, and a loud and clear sword roar came from the sky immediately.

Yan Rongyi felt that his eyes were dark, his blood was surging, countless streams of light fell from the sky, and finally gathered in his master's palm.

Fuxi was lifted into the air by the air wave, flapped his wings and shouted: "Chengying Sword...Chengying Sword!"

At the same time, all sect masters and elders who came to Fushan Sect to participate in the opening ceremony raised their heads in unison.

Some of them looked at the glow of the sky, rubbed their eyes desperately, and muttered "Dream, I'm dreaming", some froze in place, with their mouths wide open, completely dumbfounded, and what's more, they immediately jumped into the air with their treasures Get up and follow the sword shadow.

"It's been 1000 years." Luo Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, seemed to feel something, and opened his eyes suddenly. He ran to the window, looked at the sky with jealousy, smashed the jade cup on the table with his fist, "Cheng Yingjian Come out, ten thousand ghosts cry... Ten years ago, several major sects gathered together to force Yan Rongyi to commit crimes against Yan Rongyi, but he didn't even use his sword, today... why today!"

The pitch-black fog squirmed slowly behind Luo Yu, and the guide's tone was also panicked: "Damn it, why did Chengying Sword come out?"

Luo Yu squinted at the past: "Why, are you scared?"

The black mist shook violently: "Nonsense! Ling Jiushen's ascension is imminent, and his natal flying sword can attract thunder clouds even when it is unsheathed. It is more powerful than ordinary fairy weapons. Do you think I am afraid?"

A slight disdain rolled in Luo Yu's eyes, but she stopped talking, and only asked, "Have you tampered with Yan Rongyi's "Strategy"?"

"I'm going out, don't you feel relieved?" Nong Wu was full of confidence, "I wrote the exercises of meridian retrograde in his book, and I watched him read it with my own eyes before I left."

Luo Yu nodded, her dignified expression eased slightly, and she turned around and sat cross-legged on the futon.

In his open palm, a book slowly unfolded.

Luo Yu said to herself: "Ling Jiushen, so what if you are the number one swordsman in the world? When I master it... the throne of the master of the Fushan School is mine, and even you are mine!"

puff.

Fuxi, stunned by the sword energy, hit Yan Rongyi on the forehead.

Holding the Chongming Bird, he was forced back a few steps by the Yingying Sword, leaning on a green bamboo with his back, before he stood firmly.

Upon seeing this, Venerable Chengying laughed lightly.

Venerable Chengying probably seldom laughed, and there was inevitably a bit of jerky in his voice, but soon, the jerky was like melting ice and snow, and the chill faded away.

"Rong Yi, Cheng Yingjian likes you very much."

Yan Rongyi: "..." Is it...?

How did he know that if an ordinary monk meets the sword intent of Chengying Sword, he will either be forced to bleed from the seven orifices, or just faint like Fuxi.

Only he, facing the sword intent, was only retreated a few steps by the symbolic earthquake.

"Master, you are laughing at me." Yan Rongyi complained softly, and deliberately lifted Fuxi in front of Venerable Chengying, "Fuxi was stunned!"

Venerable Chengying still smiled, and lightly tapped Chongmingniao's forehead with his fingertips, and the fire on Fuxi's tail shot up instantly.

The awakened Fuxi was ecstatic, prostrated herself in Yan Rongyi's palm, and saluted Venerable Cheng Ying: "Thank you, Master!"

Yan Rong didn't understand why.

"Master's finger, I will lose at least 50 years of cultivation." Chongmingniao jumped up and down excitedly in his palm, completely forgetting the previous hatred, and looked at him eagerly, "Senior Brother Yan, I will come to find you every day from now on." you play!"

"...I will never scold you again!"

"...Who dares to say that you are not good in the future, I will be the first to burn him!"

"...Brother Yan, you are the best!"

Fuxi hadn't been happy for a long time, when Venerable Chengying suddenly handed the sword in front of Yan Rongyi: "The Nether Secret Realm is full of dangers, you bring the Chengying Sword, it will protect you well."

After saying that, the figure faded away in an instant, and there was only one last sentence in the wind: "Go early and return early."

The Chengying Sword that was left obediently floated in front of Yan Rongyi.

The flattery on Fuxi's face shattered, and finally the whole bird soared into the air, kicked his face with one paw, and howled sadly: "Bastard, you should go back to Siguoya!!!"

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