Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Han Yuan is really lost.

The morning class was suspended that day, and the master didn't even bother to read his beloved scriptures. He and the Taoist boys dug the entire Fuyao Mountain three feet into the ground, but no one was found.

In fact, Cheng Qian hadn't figured out what the mountain cave was, and he didn't realize how serious the matter was at first. When his master asked, he happily told about Han Yuan's motivating him to explore the mountain cave with him the night before. up.

As a result, Master's face changed immediately.

"Fifteen nights to explore the mountain cave?" Yan Zhengming, who was leaning on the stone table like mud, sat upright, "Which way is he looking for death?"

Ever since Dao Tong ran to tell his master that Han Yuan was missing, Li Yun had been watching his nose, nose, nose and mouth pretending to be indifferent, until he heard Yan Zhengming's words, he finally couldn't help raising his head, with a few Fen asked urgently: "Senior brother, what is there in the cave in the fifteenth night?"

In fact, the so-called "mountain cave" refers to a small natural pool in the back mountain. There is nothing unusual about it, except that the water is a little deep.

The gate rules only say that walking is forbidden at night, but not at other times. Li Yun has been there more than once during the day, but he has never seen any mystery about the pond.

Yan Zhengming turned to him, frowning slowly: "Li Yun, I remember I told you, didn't I? The mountain cave is connected to the demon valley in the back mountain. Although there is a big demon guarding the gate of the demon valley, the moon phase on the night of the first lunar month Especially, the stone gate is wide open, and those big and small monsters who are not refined and vicious will inevitably be agitated. To prevent accidents, this sect prohibits the disciples who have not completed their studies to wander around the back mountain during these two nights. "

Li Yun was stunned—Yan Zhengming did tell him when he first started asking about the mountain cave, but the original words of that guy were not so well-founded at all. The original words were "You asked what is in the mountain cave? Of course it is Big monster, a little fat sheep like you, one mouthful is not enough to fit between the teeth, so stop hanging around and delivering food to others."

God, this kind of nonsense like "the old wolf will take you if you don't sleep well", who can tell that it is actually true!

The next moment, Li Yun's face turned pale.

He was the one who sent Han Yuanzhi to the mountain cave. He really had no good intentions and deliberately lured Han Yuan to find the way for him, but he just thought that if he was caught violating the school rules, Han Yuan would be punished by his master to copy more It's just a few times.

He never thought of killing Han Yuan, not at all!

Master Mu Chun walked around a few times without touching the ground, bent down and grabbed Cheng Qian's shoulder: "Did he say why he went?"

Cheng Qian hadn't recovered from the shock - he was definitely not much better than Li Yun, because he knew well that he was not only half an insider, but also an insider waiting to see the fun.

Although he is a bit indifferent and sharp, he is far from vicious. If Han Yuan's fate is to be dragged back by his master to beat his palms, then he will definitely gloat, but if Han Yuan's fate is to die...

Cheng Qian's hands and feet were cold, and after a long time, he struggled to find his voice under the watchful eyes of his master: "The younger brother said that people who have just entered the fairy gate can feel aura at the edge of the cave at night..."

Cheng Qian didn't confess to Li Yun, because he felt that he was as despicable as Li Yun, and it would be shameless if they still talked about each other at this time.

It's a pity that things backfired, Cheng Qian's voice fell, and the heartless Young Master Yan had already automatically completed his words.

"That clown doesn't even know what aura is," Yan Zhengming said impersonally, "I don't need to ask about such things, Li Yun must have told him."

Li Yun was suddenly poked at the guilty place, and he stood up straight instinctively in a panic, and defended himself: "I... I'm just making a guess, and I didn't let him go to the cave, who would know that he started How dare you openly violate the sect rules in just a few days..."

Yan Zhengming interrupted him coldly: "You still have the face to talk nonsense, Li Yun, it's not been a day or two since you've been out of your mind, don't think that if you hide behind and stir up trouble, others won't know what you did——As for I don’t think there’s any need to look for that clown, if he’s been dragged into the Valley of Monsters overnight, it’s too late to collect his body, maybe even his bones have been sucked clean by something.”

The first half of the sentence was nothing, anyway, it wasn't a day or two since the two of them disliked each other, but Yan Zhengming's second half of the sentence made Li Yun's face pale again.

Li Yun stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the pen and ink on the table: "Master, I...I...I..."

He even said "I" three times, but no "I" came out.

Li Yun's mind was blank, and he had no idea for a while. Master Mu Chun's heavy eyes fell on him, and Li Yun couldn't help avoiding him—he neither had the courage to admit that he had pushed Han Yuan to go, nor did he have the courage to face him. Facing the fact that he may have killed his junior brother.

If he really had the courage, he would have gone to the cave by himself if he wanted to see it, so why would he need to look around for a substitute?

However, cowardice may be a trap at a certain moment, and you will step into it if you make a wrong foot, but the frustration afterwards is almost unbearable for a teenager.

Li Yun's evasive gaze had nowhere to rest, and finally fell on Cheng Qian as if he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He almost panicked and said to Cheng Qian: "Third Junior Brother, you heard me, I... I didn't trick him into going to the mountain cave yesterday." Meaning, right? I didn’t tell him to go to the cave, and I told him that it’s against the rules of the sect.”

Cheng Qian buried his head deeply, and said nothing. The words were too heavy, and they pressed hard on his conscience, making him almost out of breath.

Master Mu Chun had already stood up, Li Yun shouted helplessly: "Master..."

But before he had time to say anything, he saw Master Mu Chun as if being pulled out of thin air, and fell heavily back onto the stone chair in a slumped posture.

The commotion was a bit loud, and even Yan Zhengming, who was busy arguing with Li Yun, turned his head inexplicably: "Master, what's wrong with you."

Master Mu Chun didn't answer right away, as if he didn't know the pain in his buttocks, he adjusted his sitting posture indifferently, waved his hands and said, "Don't say a few words—Cheng Qian, take the old sandalwood hanging over there. Give me."

Cheng Qian didn't dare to delay, trotted all the way, took down a half-foot-square safe and sound card hanging in the corner of the preaching hall, and handed it to the master. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Mu Chun more.

I saw the real Muchun sitting in front of the hall with his eyes lowered, it seemed no different from the past, but Cheng Qian was used to it, and he could hear joy, anger, sorrow and joy when others breathed long and short, looking at Master now, although he said no There is no reason for it, but I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with Master.

Even though it was a familiar face and familiar sitting posture, his whole person was covered with an indescribable gloomy and cold.

Did Master get mad about Han Yuan, or did he hit his tailbone just now?

Without allowing Cheng Qian to think about it, he saw that real Muchun suddenly pointed like a knife and scratched at the old sandalwood. His hands were pale and old, covered with dry wrinkles, as thin as chicken feet, but his fingertips were like cold springs. Cold iron, condensed with some kind of compelling hostility.

It was only then that Cheng Qian realized that people who have no sense of aura can still feel the power of the spell, it just depends on who owns the spell.He took a step back abruptly, feeling goosebumps all over his body.

Everyone present felt the inconceivable power during the formation of the spell. The entire Fuyao Mountain seemed to be startled by him and shuddered. The spell was completed in an instant, and the real Mu Chun retracted his fingers. Not a single piece of sawdust stuck to his fingers. He looked down at the newly formed talisman with an indescribably indifferent expression on his face.

It wasn't the look of looking at a dead thing like wood, it was as if he was looking at a person, who was somewhat demanding and contemptuous.

"Contend to come here." Master Mu Chun called his first apprentice, the usual procrastinating tone was gone, every word seemed to be a person who had been in a superior position for a long time, making people instinctively unable to produce any resistance .

He handed the wooden sign to Yan Zhengming, who was stunned by the true power of the spell, and said: "Take this, go down the cave to find Master Zipeng, explain the ins and outs to her, and ask her to help find someone—don't worry, Now that your little junior brother’s blood is still alive, he may not be eaten by the monsters in the cave, but you have to act fast.”

Although Yan Zhengming is usually too lazy to be insane, but at this time, human life is at stake, and he can distinguish the seriousness, knowing that Master has no one else to send. The two people walking in the mountains lifted the wicker chairs, only took the spell, turned around and picked up the sabers, and hurried to the outside of the preaching hall.

Cheng Qian immediately forgot to think about what was wrong with his master. In his mind, senior brother was a very unreliable person. The master sent him to save people, and Cheng Qian suspected that Han Yuan was going to die.

At that moment, Cheng Qian picked up a wooden sword without thinking: "Master, I want to go too!"

Mu Chun froze for a moment, then nodded under Yan Zhengming's white eyes: "Well, let's go."

Li Yun next to him was stunned, and quickly chased after him, begging softly, "Master—brother, take me too."

Yan Zhengming glanced at him with a stern face, didn't say yes, didn't say no, he quickened his pace, but let him follow.

Young Master Yan pulled out a piece of white silk from his bosom as he walked, and threw it into Cheng Qian's hand together with the old sandalwood wooden sign, and ordered: "You are such a burden, I don't think you can do much, first stick that on it for me." Wipe the wood shavings off."

Eldest senior brother moves swiftly in a rare way in a century, and Cheng Qian is also careless in a rare way in a century.

He felt guilty about Han Yuan trespassing on the mountain cave, and he seemed to have taken saving Han Yuan as his own responsibility. At this time, he had no time to take what Yan Zhengming said to himself, and even put aside his past suspicions, walked a few steps, rubbing the spell, Bian asked in a friendly voice, "Senior brother, who is the real Zipeng?"

Yan Zhengming didn't get scolded, so he had no choice but to calm down. When he came to his senses this time, he realized that he was actually arguing with a kid who was not as tall as his chest. After thinking about it, Yan Zhengming felt a little ashamed.

So he was silent for a while, and answered Cheng Qian's question in a flat tone: "Realist Zipeng is an old demon from Zhenshan Cave, and she is quite easy to talk to. I used to pay her New Year's greetings."

"What kind of monster is it?" Cheng Qian asked again, "Wouldn't it be good for Master to pay a visit by himself?"

"Of course not," Yan Zhengming looked rather impatient, and walked fast. Cheng Qian had to trot all the way to keep up with his short legs. His elder brother replied in the wind, "Master, it's inconvenient to see Zi." Daoist Peng, because she is an old hen——I said, if you want to follow, follow her carefully, there are so many problems, be careful to enter the Demon Valley and commit a taboo, and someone will keep you to be with that kid."

It took Cheng Qian a while to realize that the master didn't see the real person Zipeng, maybe he wanted to avoid suspicion—after all, "Weasel pays New Year's greetings to chickens" doesn't sound like a good word.

When he thought of this, the corners of his eyes twitched. In other words, Master, the old man, is really a weasel living in seclusion in the mountains!

At this time, the situation of the weasel living in seclusion in the deep mountains was not very good. As soon as Cheng Qian and the others left, he immediately pushed back a group of Daotong boys, and then collapsed on the table like mud. Then, a puff of black smoke came out of his heart , the thing attached to his body just now fell to the side, and became a shadowy figure.

Master Mu Chun's hand that had engraved the talisman trembled violently just now, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you crazy?"

The black figure stood silently for a long time, and said softly: "Where my mark has passed, the Demon Emperor dare not make a mistake. As long as those children get my talisman, they will be fine. This trip is just a tour. You can be assured."

Master Mu Chun had a sullen face, but his figure seemed to be restrained by something, and he couldn't stand up. He said in a deep voice: "Although the old man is ignorant and dim-sighted, he hasn't gone to the point where he can't see the 'Light and Dark Talisman'. When you go to Demon Valley, ordinary lightning-inducing talismans can protect you, not to mention Zipeng is a person who won’t embarrass a few children... What do you want to do? What is the carrier of the hidden talisman embedded in it?"

This time, Sombra didn't answer.

Master Mu Chun shouted: "Speak!"

But the black shadow had already dissipated like a puff of smoke, without a trace, leaving only a faint sigh.

As if it never existed.