On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Ao Fang stared at Xu Nian. She had lived for too long and had seen too many lives and deaths. She had seen her only son die before her own eyes. Now she looked at Xu Nian, her face was not moved, but very calm. Asked the young boy in front of him: "There is a trace of demonic energy swimming in your inner mansion, which is very subtle, but it is slowly eroding your inner mansion. Within a year of this, your meridians will run differently, and eventually the meridians all over your body will Dry up and die."

She spoke calmly, but the content was truly terrifying. After hearing this, Xu Nian was silent for a long time: "Is there a cure?"

"If you cultivate to the Nascent Soul, there is a way." Ao Fang sighed, "At that time, you could take away the body of others, or find a way to reshape the body, but now you are only in the foundation building stage, and you are born with insufficient meridians than ordinary people. You are fragile, even if you reshape your physical body, your cultivation and spiritual knowledge will not be able to withstand such a great pressure."

Xu Nian lowered his eyelids, covered the expression in his eyes, and continued to ask Ao Fang: "Then is there a way to take out this trace of demonic energy?"

Ao Fang said: "I don't know, at least I can't get it out with my ability."

Xu Nian stopped asking. He and Chu Heng came here all the way, met Qi Siyuan, glanced at each other not too far away from his master, and met the peak masters of the Sanqing Sect, but so far, Ao Fang was the only one who could tell that his inner palace was injured.

He knew that unless there was someone with a higher level of cultivation than Ao Fang, he would really be ignoring medicine.

"Dragon Lord..." Xu Nian said calmly, "Can you not tell the second person about this?"

Ao Fang was noncommittal, Xu Nian thanked him, seeing that he was young, Ao Fang still couldn't bear it: "What are you going to do?"

"At least at this moment, I can't say it out to worry my brother, uncle and master." Xu Nian expressed his thoughts, "When this is over, I will tell my brother and master that there are countless opportunities in life, and there is also a chance for the dead to be reborn." A miracle, until the last moment, I will not give up."

Ao Fang saw his calm face at first, thinking that the child had no will to survive, but now after hearing what he said, he realized that the boy wanted to live more than she thought, so he smiled, and praised Xu Nian before leaving: "Life is not easy, I agree with your will to live."

The night of the third day passed, and on the fourth day, when the sun was rising, Xu Nian came out of the house and saw Chu Heng sitting on the stone bench. He had changed into the Taoist robe of the Sanqing sect. The beautiful young man wore it as if the Taoist robe was not only not stained by dust, but even the red dust of this world had never been stained.

Xu Nian stepped forward, Chu Heng's expression was serious. When he approached, he saw a layer of frost on Chu Heng's shoulders, and a layer of white dew on Fa Jian's eyebrows. I don't know how long he has been sitting here.

"Brother?" Xu Nian called Chu Heng worriedly.

The solemnity on Chu Heng's face dropped a little now, he suddenly smiled, stood up, he was a head taller than Xu Nian, and stretched out his hand to embrace his junior brother into his arms, Xu Nian didn't understand why, Chu Heng leaned his head on his shoulder On: "Just let me hug you for a while."

Xu Nian blinked, not knowing what Chu Heng was saying at this time, but somehow he also felt a little sad.

On the morning when Chaoyang was first born, the morning was so clean that it was almost lonely. Not long after, the bell rang throughout Buzhou Mountain, and Chu Heng let go of his hand. He took a deep look at Xu Nian, took two steps back and left with his sword. .

Xu Nian moved his feet, feeling even more strange in his heart. He wanted to keep up with Chu Heng, but at this moment he found that a circle of runes under his feet glowed, and a transparent barrier appeared in front of him, and he could not move forward or retreat.

"Chu Heng!" Xu Nian was in a hurry, and shouted his name to Chu Heng who was going away in the air, but the man kept going farther and farther, without even looking back.

It seemed that as long as he turned around, he would be reluctant to leave again.

Xu Nian was trapped in the same place, remembering that his breathing became heavier. He took out Linlang and drew out the horizontal sword. The barrier did not move at all, and Xu Nian drew out again. The swords were sharp and sharp. He wiped the corner of his mouth, and a thin thread of blood spilled out.

In the ear, the bell had stopped at this moment, leaving only a few echoes that became weaker and weaker.

Xu Nian didn't know what the sound of the bell meant, but he was anxious. Various runes and spells flashed through his mind. Finally, his eyes froze and he bit the tip of his tongue. A stream of blood spurted out. Draw a spell out of thin air with this Taoism.

The spell spread out and turned into three red sword shadows. The sharp sword flew out of the transparent barrier to block it again, but this time it was not stopped, and was split by the sword energy into pieces of light feathers that fell down.

Xu Nian stood up, swayed but had no time to meditate and rest, the Linlang sword was thrown, and he quickly left with the sword.

On the top of Buzhou Mountain, the stele is from bottom to top. In addition to the obvious cracks, there is also a black demonic energy lingering from the bottom of the stele. Just get close to it, and you will be in a trance, and suddenly you can hear thousands of voices whispering in the dark. Broken words, Jie Jie laughed strangely.If you listen carefully, it seems that there are still sharp cries and wailing, as if the unhappiness and sadness in the world are gathered in the black air.

There was a large open space around the stele. At this moment, 49 people were sitting in order, which invisibly corresponded to a set of formations.

The surrounding crowd was silent, no one made a sound, there was no smile on everyone's face, and the atmosphere was solemn and tragic for no reason.

Ao Qing and Ao Fang stood in the crowd, Ao Qing whispered to her aunt, "I can understand that the Sanqing sect is Jiang Yunzi, why is the second person Chu Heng?"

Ao Fang stared at Chu Heng, who was cross-legged, with lowered brows and a quiet expression. She opened her mouth, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and replied to Ao Qing: "When the formation was formed, the sacrifices were Sanqing Shangqing, Taiqing, and the two. However, there is no one in Taiqing and Yuqing now, but the three Qings come from the same vein, so there can only be two people from the same vein of Shangqing to complete the formation of the year."

"Didn't the Sanqing Sect have other peak masters? Chu Heng is still a child."

Ao Qing took a step forward, trying to stop her, but Ao Fang stretched out his hand to stop her, and scolded: "Jiang Yunzi sacrificed himself for the seal, because he is the head of a sect and heir to the Shangqing, he has to do it whether he wants to or not. That's it. The remaining three people in Shangqing, Xu Nian is young, and Qi Siyuan was passed on to the head by Jiang Yunzi, so who can sacrifice Chu Heng?!"

Ao Qing was trained to lower her head, and replied in a low voice: "Is there no other way, is it to watch Chu Heng die?"

Ao Fang murmured back to her: "The Dao is ruthless, the righteous way guards the world, this is... this is what it should be..."

Over there, Jiang Yunzi was located in the center of the formation. He sat there, opened his eyes and looked around, and saw that none of the people who died in the burial had any intention of repenting, so he said loudly: "The Dao is invisible, and it gives birth to the world; the Dao is ruthless, and it moves the sun and the moon; the Dao Nameless, grows all things; I don't know its name..."

Following Jiang Yunzi's voice, the 49 people formed a formation, and the formation was completed. The sky was originally clear and now a large swath of dark clouds quickly gathered, and thunder roared faintly, and Ao Fang saw the figures of the 49 people in the formation as if they were about to It melted, but it started to blur.

She opened her eyes and stared at Chu Heng, and suddenly the child's face overlapped with Ao Chi's. Ao Fang closed his eyes and transformed into a dragon and rose into the air. The dragon chant flashed by, and someone exclaimed: "Dragon! Five claws!" Golden Dragon!"

Ao Fang rushed into the formation as if he had never heard of it. Chu Heng opened his eyes and opened his mouth to stop her. Ao Fang had already caught her in the palm of his hand. , ordered her to put Chu Heng down.

"Demon dragon! Put this boy back quickly! Aren't you with the demon world!"

"This monster dragon must be the dragon of the demon world!"

"It must see that the formation is going to be successful, and it deliberately came to disrupt the situation!"

More and more cultivators ascended to the sky, Ao Fang protected Chu Heng, and while fighting with these people, he shouted back angrily: "Don't tell me my mother is watching her son die! What demon world, what demons and ghosts, the barrier is broken If it is broken, it will be broken, and if there are monsters born, I will fight for you!"

All the cultivators only thought she was talking nonsense, and they besieged Ao Fang for a while, which was very lively.

Down below, Jiang Yunzi opened his eyes and looked at the absurdity above. Although his voice was low, everyone present could hear: "The formation is about to move, Sanqing Peak is short of one person."

After he finished speaking, the attack from above became more and more fierce, but it did not pose any threat to Ao Fang. At this moment, it is convenient for someone to rush to the peak master of the disciples of the Sanqing Sect and shout: "Aren't you still in Shangqing Peak?" Two people, hand it over quickly!"

One person spoke like this, and the rest of the cultivators shouted, Chen Qiudao was sweating, Fan Qingrang and Qin Junruo glared, and Xu Nian Yujian fell over there, but he was flustered and no one paid attention to him, so he grabbed a disciple of the Sanqingzong: " Where is Chu Heng? What happened?"

The person who was caught turned around, and it was Yin Nanfei, a disciple of Chen Qiudao. He saw Xu Nian and said, "You don't know? The seal is about to be broken, and the 49 sects that formed the formation back then will have to re-create the successors of those 49 people to re-strengthen the previous year." The seal! I heard that the Shangqing lineage is indestructible, the sect master passed on both the seal of the sect master and the Shangqing lineage to Uncle Qi Siyuan, and Chu Heng volunteered to be martyred the next day!"

"What martyrdom?"

Xu Nian muttered to himself, he didn't understand, but his heart was shaken, he knew that he was going to die.

Zhong Qianyi also saw him over there, and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice: "That's Xu Nian from the Shangqing Peak, he is from the Shangqing lineage! If you want to find someone to sacrifice, go find him!"

When Zhong Qianyi yelled, all the cultivators seemed to smell flies between eggs, Xu Nian didn't even react, and was caught by a Jindan stage practitioner and thrown in front of Jiang Yunzi, where Chu Heng was originally sitting.

Xu Nian fell to the ground and looked up to see his master looking at him with no sadness or joy on his face. He called out to his master and stood up to see the inseparable struggle between the golden dragon and the people in the sky.

He moved his lips, wanting to say something. This was a bright formation. Xu Nian's body softened, and he sat back on the ground. He stretched out his hand and found that not only was the aura on his body rapidly exhausted, but also that his fingertips had gradually become transparent. As if it was about to disappear out of thin air.

This is dying?

Xu Nian was surprised, but not very afraid. The predecessors died for the common people in the world. He thought about it, and instead of Chu Heng sacrificing, it seemed that it would be good to replace him.

He was originally a lonely soul in another world, and what happened was a deception.

He thought he knew the fate of the whole life, and wanted to change his fate of mortal death, but it turned out that he had gone around in circles, and he still ended up like this.

Xu Nian didn't know if he should laugh at himself. Suddenly, his eyes dimmed, and he was pulled into his arms. The breath of this embrace was so familiar that he could open his mouth and call out his name: "Brother?"

Chu Heng hugged him, but felt that the person in his arms was getting lighter and lighter. He lowered his head, and saw Xu Nian's body slowly disappearing into his arms like a light that had turned into light.

He went to call, "A Nian?"

Xu Nian has lost all five senses, his lips moved, his eyes were dark at first, and then bright, he saw the lonely and helpless self in the previous life, and then saw the young self in this life being hugged by Huo Shiyun, walking in Xu Palace At the end of the corridor, Xu Zhao looked at him with a smile, and then both Huo Shiyun and Xu Zhao disappeared, and he saw two little boys sitting side by side under the eaves, under the tinkling wind chimes, not knowing what to say.

He then thought of the swings in the South Garden, the dandelions he had planted, the flowers under the moon brought by the little bells, the fireflies that Chu Heng caught, and a big-bellied grasshopper on the table. If you think about it, the grasshopper will jump over clumsily...

"Brother..."

Xu Nian called out in a low voice, Chu Heng lowered his head, trembling, and put his ear close to his mouth, he heard Xu Nian ask: "This year's flowers... have bloomed...?"

Chu Heng didn't know why, so he opened his mouth, tears fell down, and said in a trembling voice: "It's opened, it's opened a lot, brother, I'll take you...to see..."

Hearing him say this, Xu Nian seemed to have forgotten everything about his life. He closed his eyes, unable to tell the difference between the past and the future. He just glanced at the flowers in the South Garden, and seemed to see a bird in the barren land again. The little black fox sat on the belly of the black dragon.

He moved his mouth, Chu Heng's ear was pressed against his mouth, and he heard him shout: "Qijue..."

Then the voice became weaker, and he yelled something again, as if he was close to breathing, Chu Heng listened hard, and only then did he realize those two words.

He shouted: "Ao...Chi..."

Then everything fell silent, Chu Heng lowered his head, and there was no one in his arms.

Life gathers and disperses, all in a hurry, and looking back——

It turned out that it was all hatred.