The Villain's White Lotus Halo

Yin Biyue knew that with his current hair color, in other scripts, he might be a non-mainstream boy in the second stage of middle school, or he might be a trendy fashion guide full of style.

But for practitioners in this world, any physical problem is a big deal.Especially this kind of symptoms where the cause cannot be found out, and it is not known whether there are hidden dangers in practice.What can be cured is cured.

He himself didn't care about it at first, but the senior brother and the second senior sister were very cautious, otherwise they wouldn't have thought of the method of letting him participate in the flower folding party.

Yin Biyue didn't want Senior Brother Luo to worry, but wanted to say, "There's no need to treat him, it's really fine."

But maybe it's because the moonlight is too good tonight, maybe it's because the lakes and mountains are too beautiful, maybe it's because Luo Mingchuan's eyes are too unbearable to be rejected, Yin Biyue opened his mouth, but the words became, "Okay."

Luo Mingchuan laughed with relief.

The younger brother chose to trust him, just like the time he proposed to go with him under Xihua Peak.It doesn't get any better than this.

Yin Biyue thought about it, and felt that if he couldn't say it, he would worry his senior brother even more.

Then go to Xingshan Temple.

The world is so big, let's go and see it together.

At the same time, in Yunyang City thousands of miles away, under the illumination of the same bright moon, a conversation was also going on.

It's just that the moonlight there is no longer gentle, but rather cold and cruel.

The two people who were talking did not have the slightest thought for each other.

But at the same time, the decisions made in these two conversations directly or indirectly determine the future destiny of the world.

The exchange still failed to reach a consensus. Facing Mr. Zhang's rhetorical question, the Juggernaut just looked at the night sky and replied, "The future of this world will ultimately be in the hands of young people."

This sentence seemed to be an irrelevant answer to the question, but Mr. Zhang understood what he meant.

So he didn't continue this topic, but took a few steps closer.

Three feet can be the distance of courtesy, and it can also be the defense between enemies.But now, someone has broken that distance.

Just a few steps closer, the atmosphere between the two of them eased wonderfully.

Mr. Zhangyuan went to the stone table, put away the broken tray, replaced it with a set of half-worn tea sets, and made a gesture of invitation to tonight's guests.

Wei Jingfeng sat down without notice.

They start drinking tea.The best Junshan Yunwu Tea.

Like many years ago, when they were young.

"Let's put other things aside, you can stay and recuperate first."

The Juggernaut is as powerful as ever tonight, and there is no sign of injury at all.But Mr. Zhang said so, he did not deny it.

"What is the old man afraid of?"

The headmaster smiled and said, "It's always trouble."

Yes, the Juggernaut is not afraid of anything, even if he is injured, killing the one on Hengduan Mountain is only a matter of a sword.

But if the news gets out, many people will be tempted, they will be overwhelmed, and they will rush to the fire one after another, so the general situation in the world will be chaotic, and the sword master will draw his sword to kill again.

Wei Jingfeng is not afraid of killing people.Don't care about fame either.

He kills without asking the righteous way, and acts only according to his heart.

But he is afraid of trouble.The current situation is very troublesome.

The Meteor Abyss is still expanding, and the monsters underneath are inexhaustible.They sensed that the soul was still alive, so they were born from the gathering of Yin Sha.For millions of years, it has continued to grow.

If the source cannot be killed, sooner or later these monsters will come out of the sunless abyss and devour all living flesh and blood.

Monsters are not demon cultivators, they don't feel pain, and they don't need to practice skills.You can simply rely on devouring to improve your own ability.

Wei Jingfeng is the first saint after the 'Dharma-ending Era'.He is also the only saint in the world.

Meteor Abyss is a taboo for practitioners, and only he has entered it.And more than once.

Since he entered for the first time 500 years ago, Mr. Zhang Yuan has started deduction.It counted as a catastrophe.

The Juggernaut has not returned to Cang Ya for many years, and Mr. Zhang Yuan has devoted himself to many things and done a lot of things.

They don't feel that what they have done is so great and worthy of the respect of the world.

But if the sky is about to fall, there must always be a tall person to hold it up.

They just think they are higher than others.So it should be done.

They have differences, but neither is wrong, it's just that the methods of choice are different.

But in the end, he went the wrong way.

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When Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan descended from the mountain, the wind was waning and the moon was waning, and the sea of ​​clouds in the east was dyed reddish gold by the brilliance of the rising sun.The morning breeze is blowing, bringing the moisture of vegetation and the coolness of clouds and mists, which makes people feel refreshed.

When they returned to Yecheng, the whole city was still immersed in a sweet dream.

The empty long street and the swaying wine tricks, the crisp birdsong and the rooster crowing in the deep alley.

The roadside clerk opened the shop door with a yawn.The old couple pushed a wooden cart and set up a breakfast stall. White steam came out from the gap in the steamer.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan walked through the city without speaking.

Just like those noon and dusk after the competition in the arena, they walked towards Qiuhu together.Inexplicably, Yin Biyue felt very at ease.

It's like coming home together.

When the two walked to the edge of the autumn lake, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Duan Chongxuan was neither by the lake nor in the courtyard.

It's so early, and the teahouse is not open, where will he go?

Yin Biyue frowned, Luo Mingchuan said, "Don't worry, it should be fine."

The two were about to look for it, when they saw a young man in a splashed-ink landscape robe running towards him. The slightly loose Taoist robe made his figure even more frail. It was Cheng Tianyu.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Cheng Tianyu hurriedly said, "Don't worry, senior brother Duan is retreating to break barriers in Wutong Garden...My senior brother said that you should come back, let me tell you."

Yin Biyue felt relieved, "Thank you."

Luo Mingchuan said sincerely, "Thank you, I took the trouble."

Cheng Tianyu was a little embarrassed, and said shyly, "I can't thank you. Senior brother, please go and have a look together."

In fact, Duan Chongxuan originally wanted to suppress it, and waited until he returned to Xihuafeng to retreat and break the barrier.But after climbing the mountain, his mood was smooth, and he had a breakthrough, his breath was unstable, and his pressure was exposed.This time, Qinglu Sword Sect also had two people climbing Zheye Mountain, Song Tang and the other three were also waiting at the foot of the mountain, just in time to see Duan Chongxuan going down the mountain, so they invited him to Wutong Garden for retreat.

Retreating is a big deal, Duan Chongxuan is not easy to trust others, but this time he chooses to trust the other party.

As the host of the Flower Folding Festival, Qinglu Sword Sect has the most senior experts in Yecheng.Wutong Garden, where the three of Song Tang lived, was undoubtedly the safest place.Especially when it is not known whether Bao Puzong and Zheng Wei have left Yecheng.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan followed Cheng Tianyu to Wutong Garden in the north of the city, and thanked Song Tang and Zhong Shan.

Song Tang was very surprised that Luo Mingchuan broke through to the Hinayana middle stage overnight, congratulated him, but didn't ask any further questions.

They stood in the courtyard and talked for a while, Yin Biyue looked at the closed door, and could vaguely feel the aura of the people inside the room rising steadily, and the aura of the surrounding world gathered away.He also thought with relief, the three Hinayana realms are here, Zheng Wei can fight when he comes, and it is really safe to talk about it.

It will take at least four days for Duan Chongxuan to break the barrier. Although the Flower Folding Festival is over, the Qinglu Sword Sect still needs to do a lot of finishing work.Will not leave for a while.

Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue also decided not to go with the Cangya Mountain people after two days, but to wait for Duan Chongxuan to break through the barrier before going together.

When they descended the mountain, only Luo Mingchuan was in the barrier breaking state, while Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were both in the concentration state.But now, it will soon become two barrier-breaking realms and one Hinayana realm.

This kind of practice speed is not an exaggeration to describe it as rapid progress, Yin Bi thought more and more, no wonder many practitioners like to travel in the world.

But what about Master, Master has traveled abroad for so many years, is there any place in the world that he has not been to?

The flower-folding meeting is over, and there are small sects leaving Yecheng one after another, and the disciples of Cangya Mountain are also preparing to leave.

For practitioners, there is nothing to pack, and the main thing is to say goodbye.Zhehua Club is not only here to compare scores, but also to meet disciples from other sects. After this farewell, it is difficult to predict the path of cultivation in the future, and I don't know if there is a chance to meet again.

Qu Duiyan came to eat lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken that day, and tonight he was going to invite He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian to have a banquet in Taihe Tower.

But they were unanimously rejected, "It's not as delicious as the night market in the city!"

So the three girls sat at the wonton stand on the side of the road where people came and went, fishing for wontons in half-worn white porcelain bowls.

It's a pity that Qudui Yanmian is placed there, and the food at the roadside stalls is better than others, and the boy at the next table spilled his soup.

The three of them ate all the way, and finally lay on the roof by the autumn lake to watch the moon while enjoying the wind.

He Yanyun said, "I think the most urgent thing is to marry you off first."

Qu Duiyan refused to accept it, "Why? I'm twenty-eight years old, and my mother is not in a hurry!"

He Yanyun rubbed her stomach, "Think about it, with your Taoist companion, four of us can make a table of mahjong, the three of us are together, and there is only leftovers to eat..."

Ruan Xiaolian was originally immersed in the sad atmosphere of parting, but when she heard what she said, she immediately laughed.

There is always a banquet in the world, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the clear light is shining on the roof.

Qu Duiyan stood up, her clothes fluttering, her face shrouded in a faint silver light, like a fairy descended from the moon palace.

She said, "Remember to write to me, you can also pass on the jade slips. As long as it reaches Lianjianzong, I can receive it."

Ruan Xiaolian's eyes turned slightly red, "Definitely."

He Yanyun muttered, "Who has that much free time!" Standing up, she also felt her nose sore.

At dawn the next day, the people of Lian Jianzong set off for Zhonglu.At noon, the disciples of Cangya Mountain also bid farewell to Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue, and left Yecheng.

At dusk, apart from Bao Puzong and Qinglu Sword Sect, the other sects had already set off for the mountain.

There were fewer outside practitioners, and Ye Cheng seemed to have returned to the way Yin Biyue and the others had just entered the city.

During the entire Flower Folding Festival, the security in the city was extremely strict, and the black-armored guards patrolled non-stop every day, and now they can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

On this day Duan Chongxuan left the customs.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan came to Wutong Garden early in the morning.Five people stood in the yard staring at the door.

Finally, when the atmosphere in the room calmed down, Duan Chongxuan pushed the door and came out, his whole body was full of energy, as if he had taken on a new look.

He saluted the five people in front of him, thanking them for their kindness in guarding the gate.

Seeing that he had successfully broken the barrier, several people laughed with relief.Cheng Tianyu congratulated him happily.Even Zhong Shan, who was usually expressionless, softened his face.

Duan Chongxuan discovered that Luo Mingchuan had also broken through, so the Wutong Garden was filled with joy, like spring.

At that time, they didn't know that the current Yecheng was gloomy, filled with depression and panic that was about to come.

Because people are dead in the city.

It was the watchman who died last night.In Shiyang Lane, South Street, there were no corpses, and the only thing that could be used as a basis for judgment was the remaining blood stains in the cracks in the stones.There is also the magic breath that splits the bluestone slab.

If it was in the Eastern Land where demonic cultivators were rampant, such things would happen every day.

But here, he can avoid the eyes and ears of those senior experts, and even the Lord Ye.

It's a terrible thing.

In the entire Southern Continent, there has been no trace of a demon cultivator for nearly a hundred years.