Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

After Yan Zhengming finished speaking neatly, he got up to leave. As soon as he opened the door, Li Yun called out to him behind him.

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, looked away, and said, "Oh, by the way, there is actually one more thing..."

Yan Zhengming followed his gaze and glanced: "What's the matter?"

A voice in the air continued: "It's me... me, me, me... ouch!"

With a loud noise, a heavy object fell to the ground, and Yan Zhengming silently retracted his striding feet.

"I've been relying on... the Nian who lives in the guest room of Fuyao Mountain Villa," Li Yun smiled wryly, and said, "I want to worship Xiaoqian as my teacher with all my heart, and I will worship under my Fuyao sect no matter what I want. Trials, mountains of swords and seas of fire are nothing to worry about."

Nian Da raised his head with a bruised nose and a swollen face. With a smear of nosebleeds, he revealed a smirk with bared teeth and a slurred mouth. He didn't know whether he broke his teeth or gnawed his mouth when he fell: "Master, please accept me!" Lay down."

Li Yun: "Xiao Qian has retreated for the past few days, and I haven't had time to meet him. He has been wandering outside for a long time."

Cheng Qian wondered, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Nian Da rubbed his face away, finally spoke clearly, and said with a straight chest, "I will persevere!"

Yan Zhengming frowned——the Fuyao faction had enough ill-fated fate. In the previous generation, the nominal disciple turned himself into a half-human devil, and the formal disciple turned into a weasel with long waist and short legs. .The first disciple of this generation is himself, Yan Zhengming is very self-aware and knows what kind of guy he is.

Two successive generations of senior disciples have no reliable disciples. If the next generation accepts another disciple named "Nian Da Da", will the sect still have dignity in the future?

This kind of tradition of accepting disciples as a joke must not continue to be poisonous!

"No." Yan Zhengming said categorically, "Excuse me, we have something important to leave, I'm afraid we don't have the energy to entertain outsiders, so let's do it ourselves!"

Nian Dada took a deep breath, and said in a loud voice, "I am willing to be a little apprentice who serves tea and pours water, and sits in front of the saddle. Please let me get started!"

Yan Zhengming didn't bother to break up with him: "Li Yun, write a letter to Nian Mingming. His own son has defected to other sects. Does he care?"

Li Yun said leisurely: "You don't know that. Mingminggu is a gangster among monks. He usually occupies the mountain to eat offerings and drives away some unformed little monsters for the villagers at the foot of the mountain. Besides drawing lots, how can he be selected from the ancient valley?" Lord, if other people don't want to mess around, they can join other sects at any time, and Mingminggu will have another backer from now on, and it's too late for me to be happy, so how can I care?"

Yan Zhengming: "..."

There is actually such a lowly ruffian sect in the world who does not compete with the world.

Yan Zhengming: "My Fuyao sect has no shortage of disciples who can fall with a sword."

The three younger brothers and younger sisters behind him were speechless together, feeling that the senior brother was asking for a lot of money, thinking that when they were getting started, they couldn't even hold the sword firmly, let alone Yujian.

Nian Da said loudly: "Master, I know that my qualifications are not good, and I will definitely practice hard in the future, and I will never lose face of the sect."

"Do you need to look at your cultivation to lose the face of the sect?" Yan Zhengming glanced at him, and said unreasonably, "Go back, during the period when I am the head of the sect, I will not accept ugly people."

Nian Da: "..."

This excuse is too good to be refuted.

Nian Da struggled to take a look at Cheng Qian, but Cheng Qian was distracted.Yan Zhengming's words reminded Cheng Qian of a lot of old things that he had forgotten—by the way, Senior Brother was not a person who was only satisfied with his own smug beauty since he was a child. Erjing.

Cheng Qian looked down at the half-worn indigo robe on his body that hadn't changed for thousands of years, and realized for the first time in his life that he seemed a little unkempt.

Nian Da, who was kneeling in the courtyard, struggled several times, and choked out a sentence: "Master, I can't help but I can find ways to cultivate my extraordinary temperament!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Cheng Qian, and flattered himself smartly: "Be like Master as soon as possible!"

Unexpectedly, this flattery was patted on the horse's leg firmly, Yan Zhengming thought to himself: "What are you, how dare you compare with Xiao Qian?"

The coercion of the sheathed sword cultivator is not for fun. Nian Da felt that even if he had grown ten spines, they were also bent at this time. He thought it was an entry test, so he gritted his teeth and dared not relax. But after a while, thin bloodstains began to seep from the already colorful face.

Finally, Cheng Qian, who had been silent all this time, said, "Senior brother, please forgive him. If he really perseveres like this, it's not impossible."

For more than ten days, Yan Zhengming has not had the opportunity to speak to Cheng Qian. The feeling can be described as scratching his head. When he heard him speak at first, he wished he could hug this step as a life-saving straw. My heart beat wildly for a while, and I suppressed my urge to rush forward immediately, managed to maintain the face of the leader who was not fake, and snorted with difficulty: "Huh?"

Cheng Qiandao: "Before I left Mingming Valley, he waited for me outside the valley for a whole night, all the way to Fuyao Mountain Villa, which is considered to be in good spirits - Qinglong Island also recruited a large number of casual cultivators every year. Although the swordsmanship is poor, it can be regarded as able to control a sword crookedly."

In Cheng Qian's view, it's just a few apprentices, as long as they have good conduct and no evil intentions, the others don't have to be too selective - anyway, their school is usually "the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual", and those with great skills have the ability A big burden, those who are incapable also have responsibilities that are incapable.

As soon as he said a word, Sect Leader Yan, who had been very resolute just now, softened his voice a little, and said: "I don't think his roots and aptitude may be high."

Cheng Qian said with a smile: "I don't look at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha. I always owe Mingming Gu a favor."

Yan Zhengming remained silent, and just as Shui Keng was about to express his opinion, Li Yun raised his hand and pressed it down. The two sat silently on the side, watching the bustle of the master.

Sure enough, Yan Zhengming, who just wanted to slap Nian Da back to Mingming Valley just now, gave in happily and said, "Well, that's fine, you can take it if you want, anyway, you can afford it... Now that the army is in chaos, let's give it a verbal response, and wait for it." We will go back to Mount Fuyao in the future, and give him an entry-level precept..."

Li Yun booed and said, "Brother Sect Leader, how come Xiaoqian speaks so easily that you can talk?"

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He gave Li Yun a hard look, and ran away without daring to look at Cheng Qian's expression.

Cheng Qian stepped forward and patted Nian Dada on the shoulder: "Follow me."

Then he took away his cheap apprentice who came to his door.

Li Yun watched his back, and poked the puddle with his elbow: "What do you see?"

Shui Keng thought for a while, and said very seriously: "If you have anything to do in the future, go ask the little senior brother first. If the little senior brother makes sense, the senior brother will agree if he doesn't agree!"

Li Yun: "..."

Puddle: "Am I wrong?"

Li Yun touched her head pityingly: "No, child, you are quite right."

Shui Keng shook off his hand and asked, "Second senior brother, have you also received precepts? What are the precepts?"

Li Yun was silent for a moment, and the wretched smile on his face suddenly withdrew, and a nostalgia that he had never seen in a puddle suddenly appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Master said that I am clever, too shrewd, too shrewd People who are impetuous are impetuous, and if they get used to impetuousness, they are easy to shake, and as time goes on, it is painful and exhausting, so I gave me the word "Baopu" as a precept."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and sighed, as if he knew that he had failed his master's trust.

Shui Keng said with some envy: "Don't sigh, I haven't given up yet."

When Master passed away, she couldn't even say a complete sentence, and she didn't have time to give the precepts, and it has been delayed until today. With such a short step, she still seems not to be an adult.

Shui Keng murmured: "Second Senior Brother, if Master is still alive, what resignation will he give me?"

Li Yun: "Jie Ci is generally to take advantage of others and make up for others' shortcomings. If it is you..."

Puddle looked at him expectantly.

Li Yun said: "Maybe it's 'hairless'?"

He became the first senior in the history of the Fuyao sect to be beaten up all over his head by his junior sister.

Another ten days later, the Central Plains is too cloudy.

Taiyin Mountain is flat, and compared with Taihang, where immortals haunt, it is more intimate and more mundane.

Nearly a hundred miles to the southwest along the mountain, there are many villages and houses, a majestic pass of hundreds of feet, and an official road running through it.

Legend has it that there is an immortal dwelling not far away, which appears and disappears from time to time. Only "destined people" can see a hazy shadow on a full moon night, and there are cranes dancing on the top of the mountain.

But right now, the Taiyin Mountain area is not what it used to be.

Half a month ago, the number of armored and sharp-edged soldiers in the pass at the foot of Taiyin Mountain suddenly tripled, and the air suddenly became tense.

The next day, there were those immortals coming and going, they were flying with their swords like flying, and they didn't have contact with ordinary people, but someone got a gossip from the guards and soldiers, saying that those immortals were drawing formations near Taiyin Mountain. Against someone.

No one came forward to drive away the people who originally lived here, but the local government issued notices one after another, saying that those who voluntarily left for a few months could receive a sum of money for food and drink for the detainees.

As soon as this announcement came out, there was a burst of panic among people. As the formation near Taiyin Mountain gradually formed, the killing intent around it became more and more intense. It was dark, but only for a few days, except for a few old, weak, sick and disabled, almost nine out of ten households in the Taiyin area were empty.

The group of demons went northward to go to Taihang. If they want to go to Taihang, they must pass through the Taiyin area, and Taiyin Mountain is very close to the old site of Fuyao. The demon dragon Han Yuan will definitely stay here. Set up a demon-slaying formation around them, even if they can't trap the magic dragon, they must take him down before everyone's eye-catching Taihang agreement.

He stood on the city wall, looking down at those people who were as small as ants and dragged their families out.

You Liang knew well that these people were not safe when they left the Taiyin Mountain area, but they lost their protection. If they encountered a demon cultivator going north on the way, it would be like a small bug being brutalized by a bad boy, and the fate of being skinned and cramp would be a good one.

But You Liang also knew that these people had to go, mortals reincarnated with five grains, and their breath was messy, if there were so many people here, it would definitely disrupt their demon-slaying formation.

He held his sword tightly - the elder brother said that the inscription of his sword is "Tanxin", because when forging the sword, the swordsmith accidentally sprinkled a handful of incense ash into the furnace, As soon as this thing was born, it was less fierce than other swords, and it was a "compassionate sword".

The young sword cultivator took a deep breath, feeling that the "compassion" sword in his hand was really colder than ever.

At this time, a monk with a disheveled hair flew towards You Liang with his sword, and saluted: "Your Excellency, it seems that a powerful force broke into the formation, and the foot of the southwestern one was touched.

This person is a peripheral member of Tianyan Department, and others call him "Straw Zhang". He was recruited to Taiyin Mountain because he was proficient in formations, and he was fully responsible for the drawing and mobilization of the Demon Slaying Formation.

Hearing this, You Liang withdrew his emotions, poured his true energy into his eyes, and used the "Hawkeye Eye" tactic, looking out for thirty miles, and followed the direction of the straw Zhang, unexpectedly, he met a person's eyes, and You Liang ate it. I was surprised—it was the Fuyao faction who came here.

Yan Zhengming glanced at him indifferently, and the next moment, a sharp sword aura came from the air, rushing straight into the center of You Liang's eyebrows.

You Liang was shocked, he didn't dare to fight it, he retreated about ten zhang away, he dared to raise his sword to block it, only heard a soft "ding", it turned out that the sword energy looked scary, but it was just to tease him , with the sound of the scabbard brushing gently, it fell apart immediately.

You Liang panted heavily, he didn't feel lucky that he had escaped a catastrophe, his palms were covered in cold sweat from the shock of the sword.

It is easy for a sword cultivator to be sharp and ruthless, and it is also easy to go on a rampage, as long as you have courage in your chest and sword spirit in your heart—however, "enough is enough" and "freedom of retraction" are beyond the scope of You Liang's comprehension. Only then did he realize that, The difference between himself and Yan Zhengming is not just a sword god domain, but a natural chasm.

"Your Excellency!" Cao Caozhang was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Who is that person so bold, do you want to send a small team to chase after him?"

You Liang's face was pale, and a sentence almost came out of his lips: "That man is a sword cultivator of Sword God Realm, and the Four Saints still let him get three points--you? Are you going to deliver food?"

Straw Zhang was taken aback.

You Liang said bitterly, "Get lost!"

After yelling at others to get out, he himself left in embarrassment and indignation.

As soon as You Liang turned around, the obsequious and obsequious smile on Cao Cao's face disappeared. He stared at You Liang's back for a while, then turned to look at the direction of the sword energy, his expression uncertain.

Several monks gathered towards him, and the leader whispered: "Brother Zhang, our array system has always been regarded as heretical craftsmen by these so-called 'orthodox monks', it is really deceiving."

Straw Zhang sneered and said: "However, for a junior who has just cultivated Yuanshen, it's hard to say whether his realm is stable or not. Relying on himself as a sword cultivator, he really made up his mind - who is my demon-slaying formation for?" ? Demon Dragon Han Yuan! What sword art domain sword ghost domain, as long as I move a little bit, I can take them all in one pot!"

A monk asked cautiously: "The big brother Zhang means..."

Straw Zhang summoned a group of people and arranged them in such a way, not to mention, in the distance, Li Yun frowned and said to Yan Zhengming: "Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Tear your face," Yan Zhengming put his hands behind his back, "Can't you see it? Since the Tianyan Office has such a great thing to get rid of the magic seal, I can't resist. Can't I just humiliate the people who humiliated them?"

Li Yun said earnestly: "Hey, there are many villains in Tianyan. To deal with villains, you must use the methods of villains. You must either pretend to be a snake, or kill him with one blow when you are not prepared. Never play with him. The poisonous snake is in a hurry. I bite you, does it hurt you?"

Yan Zhengming listened with his left ear going in and out of his right ear, but he didn't take it to heart.He is neither warlike nor bloodthirsty, but he has a problem—probably because he has spent too many days rolling in the mud, Yan Zhengming is too paranoid about self-esteem, and it is easy to do things like hitting others in the face. Offending people without knowing it, is now deliberately leaving no room for it.

He has gone too far in the way of the sword, so far that the Four Saints can be ignored, how can he pay attention to a mere sword cultivator who has cultivated the primordial spirit?

But how can a man be so lenient?Li Yun was always uneasy.