When Long Aotian becomes a heartthrob

Zi Yangxuan raised her head, her hair swept across his cheeks, revealing a handsome face like a god, and a pair of deep purple eyes.

Thousands of runes flashed in those purple eyes, interweaving one mysterious symbol after another.

bang.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Tightly wrapped around Zi Yangxuan's body, the thick metal chain weighing [-] catties fell and hit the cold and hard ground, making a dull and loud sound.

There was another click, and the two same thick and bulky black chains tightly locked on Ziyangxuan's ankles were opened, and Ziyangxuan stepped out.

He was wearing a purple-rimmed white dress, with hundreds of tears on his clothes, with congealed crimson blood, and he could see the turned out flesh.Suffering such a serious trauma, Zi Yangxuan remained calm from beginning to end. He took off his blood-stained and tattered clothes, revealing a slender body full of explosive muscles.

His body is like a sculpture, perfect and full of powerful strength, and on this white body, there are thousands of bloody cuts, each of which can be seen deep in bones!

If such a serious injury was placed on someone else, I am afraid that the injured person could not bear to die long ago, but Zi Yangxuan's face remained normal, and her actions were not hindered at all.

Zi Yangxuan's eyes turned slightly, and landed on the weapon rack where the white bone whip was displayed. He stretched out his long and slender fingers like jade, and picked up the white bone whip, which was made up of a section of spine, and played with it.

With a little force, the protrusion of the white bone whip easily pierced Zi Yangxuan's finger!

You must know that Zi Yangxuan's body has been soaked with countless medicinal materials since childhood, and it is extremely tough. Ordinary advanced magic weapons can't harm his body at all.This is enough to show that the level of the magic weapon of the Bone Whip has reached the top-grade entry level!

The drop of blood slid down from the bone whip, but it didn't get stained at all, and the bone whip was still as white as new.

The corners of Ziyangxuan's mouth hooked slightly, and she turned to hold it, and gently pulled out the long white bone whip.

Swish!

There was a popping sound in the air.The white bone whip lightly twitched, as if it wanted to pull out a crack in the void.

In Ziyangxuan's eyes, the scenes intertwined and changed again, and finally a figure was transformed into an illusion.This figure has beautiful eyebrows, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are extremely bright, as if burning a cluster of golden flames, full of high-spirited fighting spirit, and on his cheeks, there are two shallow dimples.

He casually threw the long bone whip back onto the weapon rack.

This large and dark torture room, large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, was pushed away from the outside without making a single sound.Two maids who lowered their heads and only stared at their shoe uppers walked in respectfully. They gently wiped off the blood on Ziyang's body, and changed into a dark purple robe with gold trim.

Zi Yangxuan stood quietly, the muscles on his body began to squirm, and the wound was healing at a fast speed.

He walked out of the torture room, and the two days and two nights of torture and punishment were over.After bathing and freshening up, Zi Yangxuan stepped over [-] wide and long steps, and once again entered the grand and solemn palace overlooking the entire city.

On top of the vast and empty palace, there was one person sitting tall and high.

The man was wearing a pair of black-faced boots and a black luxurious robe trimmed with gold. He just sat there, restrained his breath, and still gave people a strong sense of oppression, making people dare not look directly at him.

Zi Yangxuan walked to the center of the palace but did not advance, he respectfully said to the people on the high platform: "Father."

"Ah."

The person on the high platform responded, and the loud voice echoed in the palace. He said to Ziyangxuan: "Take out the wreckage of the ancient bronze temple, and I will ask the elders of the clan to figure out the location of the person who took away the reincarnation. Let you servant to fetch it."

A moment later, Zi Yangxuan shook her head, disobeying the orders of the people on the high platform.

"No, father, I want to take it back with my own hands."

Zi Yangxuan raised her head and looked directly at the face of the person on the high platform, her tone was also undeniably strong.

As he raised his head, the face of the person on the high platform fell into his eyes.

It was a face somewhat similar to his, with a handsome face like a god, with a straight nose and deep brows, more resolute and mature than Ziyangxuan's face, and also had dark brown eyes different from Ziyangxuan.

The man on the high platform pursed his thin lips slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bit of toughness and indifference, his eyes fell on Zi Yangxuan, for a long time, the corners of his slightly pursed mouth raised, revealing a smile that wasn't exactly a smile.

"Your temper is still the same as when you were young. Well, it's up to you."

Zi Yangxuan nodded, bowed respectfully to the people on the high platform again, and backed out.

Then, Zi Yangxuan's figure melted into the void and disappeared.

……

Wushi Town, Holy Yin Temple, in the crypt.

Bu Lian looked dazed. He was in a crypt filled with smoke and dust. After the smoke and dust cleared, he was devastated.

Countless broken limbs emerged from the ruins, the ground was stained red with blood plasma, and thick black blood kept oozing from the ground.Not so long ago, these stumps were thousands of living mortals.

And now, he was the only one left in the dark and empty ruins, and he was responsible for all of this.

"Cough cough..."

The Holy Yin Temple Lord who hid in the shadows and threatened Bu Lian with the lives of thousands of mortals climbed out of the ruins. He was seriously injured and knew that he would die today, so his eyes were stained with madness.

He laughed wildly and said to Bu Lian: "Do you think you can change anything by killing these thousands of people? No! Our god is about to come to the world...you can't stop it anyway..."

His words cut off in his throat.

A sword exuding a bright white light was quietly inserted between his eyebrows, causing him to lose his mind and soul on the spot, and his life force disappeared.

Bu Lian lowered her head, his body exuded a breath of silence, as if blending into the dark environment.

And at the entrance of the cave, his master Taoist Guangming was watching all this in shock, with a light of deep sorrow in his eyes.

"Bu Lian, what have you done!"

"I..." Bu Lian looked at all this blankly, his eyes were unbelievable at first, and then turned into extreme pain.

Why is this happening, why is this happening...

His heart constricted so tightly that he could barely breathe.Bu Lian opened her mouth, wanted to speak but couldn't speak, her throat was choked, which reminded him of his childhood, when he was carefree, without worries, laughed whenever he wanted to, and cried loudly when he wanted to cry.

He wanted to explain to his master that there was a reason for all of this, that these people had become hungry ghosts, and he had sensed their wishes, so he let them be freed...

He wanted to say that all of this was a conspiracy of the Holy Yin Cult. They used these 3000 people as blood guides to open up the gates of other worlds and summon their gods...

But Bulian didn't say anything.

Because he was indeed the one who killed these thousands of innocent mortals, and also because he saw the expression of Daoist Guangming, a look of disappointment and hatred.

Bu Lian's heart seemed to be pierced by a needle.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the time when he just went up the mountain and was accepted as a disciple by Taoist Guangming.

At that time, he broke away from the complicated and chaotic world full of fighting and fighting, and followed his master to practice on the mountain.He lived every day to the fullest, there was no war or killing, only tranquility and peace.

He followed his master up the mountain to collect elixir with a medicine basket on his back. The mountain road was rugged and the hemp rope of the medicine basket was very rough.He climbed in the mountains and forests, his fingers that were not exposed to the spring water were covered with mud, and the white and tender palms were often worn out by the hemp rope.

But he just gritted his teeth and endured it, never complaining of pain or tiredness, because his heart seemed to have found his belonging in the mountains and fields.

Master Guangming has always been kind to him, teaching him to identify spiritual herbs, to make alchemy, and to practice.After several years of teaching and companionship, he respected Master Guangming from the bottom of his heart, and regarded Master Guangming as his half father.

And now, he finally let Master down...

"Master..." Bu Lian murmured, "I have let you down..."

What responded to him was a cold snort from Taoist Guangming.

A light flashed in Taoist Guangming's eyes, he stared at Bu Lian thoughtfully, and suddenly said sharply: "Bu Lian, I have taught you for several years, I hope you will maintain a kind heart and be able to save the world. Now, look what you've done!"

"The lives of thousands of mortals were slaughtered by your thought!"

"How innocent they are, Bu Lian, you should die!"

"Bu Lian, you have a lot of demons! You are already possessed!"

Taoist Guangming's words rang in Bu Lian's ears one after another, like thunder after thunder, causing Bu Lian to tremble all over. His eyes were filled with bewilderment and helplessness, but he could only retort feebly: "Master, I... Those people have turned into hungry ghosts..."

Daoist Guangming's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted: "These are all excuses! These mortals could have been treated! But you just killed them!"

Bu Lian tremblingly said: "Master, I am willing to repent."

Daoist Guangming pressed on step by step: "Repent? How to repent? Bu Lian, you bear thousands of lives!"

"Murderers in the world trade their lives for their lives! How do you repent!"

Live for life!

Bu Lian looked up at Taoist Guangming, trembling all over, and said, "Master, it will be fine if I die..."

Daoist Guangming sighed: "I... well... Master doesn't want to do this either, but you must give an explanation to the innocent people!"

Bu Lian closed her eyes, her heart was so painful that she lost consciousness, Master didn't believe him... Maybe he really did something wrong... He's sorry for the world... He's still sorry...

Bu Lian suddenly thought of Ji Lingheng's face, and thought of Ji Lingheng calling her "Senior Brother Bu Lian" with bright eyes.

If Ling Heng was here, would he believe him, would he forgive him...

At this moment, Bu Lian suddenly understood her feelings for Ji Lingheng.

A sharp pain came from between the eyebrows, as if someone forcibly broke through his will and invaded his body from between the eyebrows.Bu Lian couldn't help opening her eyes, and saw Taoist Guangming's slightly ferocious face!

Is Master going to kill him...

Bu Lian didn't resist, maybe this is the best ending.But the feeling of being invaded by the primordial spirit became stronger and stronger, making Bu Lian faintly feel that something was wrong, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said in surprise: "Master, you!"

He suddenly realized that his master, whom he had always respected so much as a half-father, was robbing him of his home!

His heart was turbulent, and he was entangled with a strong feeling of being betrayed and abandoned, which made him breathe quickly: "Master, why are you doing this!"

At this time, Taoist Guangming's fierce expression was something Bu Lian had never seen before. Taoist Guangming's soul completely invaded Bu Lian's body. To control the sovereignty of this body, his voice came from Bu Lian's mouth, with Sigh: "Bu Lian, I have taught you for so many years, shouldn't you repay Master?"

Bu Lian's face suddenly became painful, and she struggled: "I have always regarded you as my father!"

Taoist Guangming took control of this body again, and Bu Lian's resistance made him a little bit hard, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Bu Lian, you have been enchanted, killed thousands of people, and you still have the face to face your teacher who admires you. Brothers and innocent mortals!"

As soon as this remark came out, Bu Lian's struggling breath gradually weakened, and Taoist Guangming seized the upper hand in an instant and completely controlled the body.He moved this body, wantonly enjoying the feeling brought by the young body, while separating out the remaining consciousness of the soul strangling Bu Lian.

The soul of Bu Lian who had been squeezed out was wandering in the Purple Mansion.

In the Purple Mansion, the spiritual energy in the spiritual liquid lake is full of spiritual energy. A few green lotus leaves exuding vitality are floating on the lake, and a lotus flower with one petal is standing quietly, exuding a delicate fragrance.

The lotus is lingering with white mist, setting off the lotus to be dusty and noble, and this mist seems to have been born from ancient times, permeating the ancient grand charm.

Daoist Guangming's soul chased after him into the Zifu. He looked at the lotus plant with doubts in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to Bu Lian.He must strangle Bu Lian's soul before he can completely control this body, and the secret of Lian Hua can be explored later!

And right here, Bu Lian's soul was drawn by the lotus and sucked into it.

Daoist Guangming immediately flew over and looked at the lotus carefully. He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the lotus, but there was an invisible film outside the lotus, pushing him out.

No matter what method Taoist Guangming uses, he can't touch this lotus, nor can he cause damage to it.

His face changed slightly, and he exited the Zifu.

Taoist Guangming controls Bu Lian's body. This feeling of rebirth is extremely wonderful. He can fully feel the potential of this body. Under his control, he believes that he will be able to break through the Nascent Soul Realm in the fastest time. !

Thinking of this, Taoist Guangming frowned a little.

It's just that after taking the house, he can't go back to Zangfeng Pavilion, otherwise Taoist Tianfeng will see the problem.

Daoist Guangming quickly thought about it. With a move, the silver-white flying sword fell into his hand automatically. Arrangement, pretending to be a scene where she was killed by Bu Lian Lu Mo.

With a delicate mind, he improved the scene a bit, and he flew away until he could no longer see the problem.

Next, he has to carefully hide around, let Bu Lian see how everyone in the Zangfeng Sect knew after Bu Lian had become a demon, Bu Lian was completely disheartened and willing to give up his body!

……

Ji Lingheng left the crypt of Shengyin Temple.

The crypt is already full of devastation, which is unbearable to see.When Ji Lingheng was in the crypt, he didn't find his father's figure, so he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

He searched everywhere along the road from Wuling City to the Taoist Temple, but after failing, he widened the distance.

In the end, he found his father unconscious in a pit several meters deep.

When Ji Lingheng found him, Master Ji was already out of shape from hunger, as thin as a human being. After taking pills and water, it took him a long time to wake up.

After Master Ji woke up, the phantom images in front of his eyes overlapped, and he couldn't see the scene clearly for a long time. When the images overlapped, he saw the faces of Ji Lingheng and Mrs. Ji, and suddenly burst into tears: "My son, my son! Ladies, I thought I would never see you again!"

Mrs. Ji kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and after crying, she said half complaining and half grateful: "It's a good thing my son found you back, do you know that you almost died outside!"

Ji Lingheng frowned slightly, although Master Ji was found back, Ji Lingheng still couldn't let go, so he said to Master Ji: "Father, tell me everything about you during this period of time, there must be no trace of it. hide."

Master Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly narrated: "Some time ago someone came to Wuling City to preach, and I didn't pay attention at first. Later, the deeds of that priest became more and more magical, and there are already many believers in the city. I was curious, so I followed others to listen..."

"Later, it was as if I was possessed by a demon. I had to go to lectures and offer incense every day. I heard that the Taoist priest drank the longevity water born in the coffin to live a long life and be free from all diseases. I...I...I don't know what's wrong, I just wanted to find the coffin, but ended up falling into the pit for some reason..."

"Fortunately, my son was found. Those ten days starved me to death!"

The corners of Ji Lingheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.But then he frowned and thought about it, with the birth of the Holy Yin Cult, this world has become more and more unsafe, and mortals are worth nothing in the eyes of those demon cultivators.

My father and mother live in this Wuling City, and have encountered two dangerous situations. Even if I stay with my parents every day, my strength is low and I can't protect them well. What should I do?

Mrs. Ji saw the worried look on Ji Lingheng's eyebrows, she sighed softly, stretched out her hand to hold Ji Lingheng's hand, and said to him: "Ling'er, don't worry about me and my father, you just need to learn all the skills and protect us well." I am."

Master Ji also sighed at this moment, encountering strange things continuously, he has realized that the world is not as peaceful as he thought, so he folded his hands on Mrs. Ji's tender palms, wrapping Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Ji Lingheng held his hand, pretending to be free and easy, and said with a smile: "Yes, son, you don't have to worry about me and your mother. We are already so old, and we have enjoyed everything we should enjoy. The only thing that worries us is you..."

"You little bastard, why don't you have to go to cultivate immortality, father, I can't even hold a milk baby if I want to..."

Ji Lingheng's ears were red and his throat was a little choked.

After staying at home for a long time, Ji Lingheng bid farewell to his parents and told them to take care of themselves.

He now has a strong sense of crisis, he must speed up his cultivation, and he must find a paradise for his parents so that they can spend their old age safely.

Hurrying back to Wenfeng Mountain, as soon as Ji Lingheng entered the mountain gate, he was stopped by the old deacon who was waiting here.

Ji Lingheng saw that the old man's expression was slightly different from usual, and he was slightly startled and asked: "Senior, what is the reason why Master called me?"

The old deacon sighed heavily, his eyes swept across Ji Lingheng's face, and he said seriously: "It's about Bu Lian."

The author has something to say: the front is all laying the groundwork, and there will be more developments in the future. Lu Rong and Bu Lian are doing well, and there will be more scenes in the future!