Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Seeing the two of them, the puddle is like a motherless child who has found his home. No matter what the two armies are facing each other, he jumped down without saying a word: "Brother!"

She was dressed in bright red, and when she fell from the sky, the corners of her clothes and the ends of her hair seemed to be glowing, like a scorching fire falling from the sky, drawing everyone's attention to the two people who appeared suddenly.

He successfully blocked Cheng Qian's original excuse.

Han Yuan sat cross-legged on a high place. He was carelessly closing his eyes and resting his mind. He opened his eyes when he heard the sound. Withdrawing his gaze, he met Yan Zhengming's gaze.

Yan Zhengming looked at him with complicated eyes - Yan Zhengming had always been complicated with Han Yuan, and he had always had a hard-to-solve grievance, but he never really gave up on him.

That's... after all, he is their most ineffective little junior.

The puddle whispered in his ear: "On the day when the formation was broken, you and the little brother were sucked into the crack, and the rest of them, the annoying people, just crawled out of the demon-slaying formation, and started to fight again, hitting each other. In the field, the damage was half and half, so I had to divide it into one place to adjust my breath, and then I was surrounded by four...well, the dragon's energy attracted a lot of demon cultivators to gather here, and that little white-faced sword cultivator, I don't know who to tell Once the situation is cleared, a large number of monks will come from Taihang Mountain the next day, they have been confronting each other for several days, and they are about to start fighting."

She babbled a lot, her tone was cheerful, she was watching the excitement without getting into the mood, and after she finished speaking, she poked her head from Yan Zhengming's side to look at Cheng Qian, and asked, "Little brother, where did you two go? "

Before Cheng Qian could answer, Yan Zhengming had already stretched out his hand to pull the puddle away: "Don't talk to him, let him think about it."

Hearing the words, Shui Keng shook his head and sighed, glanced at Cheng Qian, and winked at him—why did you irritate him again?

Cheng Qian could only smile wryly and shake his head—ashamed.

Yan Zhengming waved to Li Yun, without looking at the two groups of people, he found a place to live alone and sat down.

Immediately, one person came out from Tianyan's office, it was Wu Changtian. When Wu Changtian saw Yan Zhengming, he couldn't sit still, and stepped forward to say something to You Liang.

You Liang stood up reluctantly, and walked towards Yan Zhengming, he was still injured, his figure was not very sharp, and he looked a bit pitiful like a bereaved dog.

You Liang stood still in front of Yan Zhengming, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "The junior dares to ask the senior to sit on the other side, and leave the upper seat for the seniors."

Yan Zhengming glanced at him, and You Liang's back froze involuntarily. If he had met the head of Yan before, and still had the heart to fight after him, he felt inexplicably afraid at this moment.

Yan Zhengming said flatly, "No need, it's quiet here."

Because Nian Mingming also came, Li Yun sent Nian Da to his father, came down from the sky, stepped forward to take over the conversation, and said with a smile to You Liang: "Which one of us present was not dealt with by Tianyan with great powers?" Is it bound by the demon seal? Lord You please tell Lord Wu, you don’t need to be so careful."

Li Yun had a needle hidden in his mouth, You Liang could hear the sarcasm in his words, but he didn't know how to deal with people, so he stood frozen for a long time and couldn't answer, so he silently clasped his fists, turned and left.

Yan Zhengming suddenly stopped him: "Wait."

You Liang paused.

Yan Zhengming didn't look up, his eyes were always glued to the wooden sword in his hand, as if he wanted to see it as a flower.

He said slowly: "A sword cultivator has always had a harder time walking than others, but since it chose you, it means that at least when you entered the Tao, you had this qualification. Once you enter the door, you will walk the road by yourself , It’s a peerless sword if it’s gone well, but it’s a butcher’s knife if it’s disabled, you should do it for yourself and don’t let the hilt be in the hands of others.”

You Liang was startled, his face turned pale, but after all he heard it, he lowered his head from a distance and said: "Yes, thank you senior."

Li Yun waited for him to leave, and then took out the Shimustard seeds from his bosom. This time, he was not as ostentatious as in the Suzaku Pagoda. He just built a small shed with a shade to keep out the wind, with curtains around it. There is a charm on the curtain, the inside can see and hear the outside, and the outside cannot peep inside.

Yan Zhengming: "What's the situation?"

Li Yun sat down next to Cheng Qian boldly, and said, "Wu Changtian is doing the same thing as the common people in the world again, and he plans to start here."

Cheng Qian asked, "What game?"

Li Yun gestured with his gaze: "Look over there, those from Baihu Villa, Xuanwu Hall, Mulan Mountain, Xixing Palace... Tsk tsk, Xixing Palace has really been incapable since the death of their old palace master who lived like a bastard. The leader is here—in short, except for the second sage who has "transcended the five elements", basically everyone who can do it has come. Looking at Moxiu, did you see the star-studded people behind Han Yuan? ? Three women and six men are the "Nine Sages" of Yan Pedestrians. But you have seen a lot of magic cultivators. They cooperated with each other at the beginning, and they will stab each other after a while. It is normal. They may not come to Han Yuan The supporters are probably here to stir up trouble just like us."

Yan Zhengming scolded without looking back: "Who messed up the water?"

Li Yun smiled "hehe", put his hand on Cheng Qian's shoulder, and said: "The two sides fought fiercely, and no one could do anything to the other. Then Wu Changtian ran over from Taihang Mountain and proposed such a round. Let both sides fight each other. A few formation masters set up a 'ten square formation' here, and then send out ten people each to enter that formation. Whoever meets God's will will compete with each other, regardless of life or death—if Tianyan If they win, Han Yuan will go with them, Yan Xingren will return to the southern border, and will not be allowed to enter the Central Plains for the rest of his life. If the demon cultivators win, the people at Tianyan will solemnly claim to bear the sins of the world, abolish their cultivation base, and let the demon cultivators We deal with it."

Cheng Qian felt something was wrong when he heard it: "We are all restrained by the demon-eliminating seal, but those demon cultivators are scattered. If Tianyan promises benefits to buy a few, and loses on purpose, then why fight?"

Li Yun said: "Han Yuan is not that stupid, there should be a blood oath on their Demon Cultivator side - besides, it is not one-on-one, he dared to sweep the Central Plains alone, so he never expected anyone to help him, maybe he wanted to Kill ten opponents by yourself in that battle."

Cheng Qian asked: "Then now, what are you waiting for?"

Li Yun said: "It should be that the formation has not been completed, and they seem to be still waiting for a just person."

Cheng Qian frowned.

Li Yun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't frown, you and the elder brother can't run away, only at this time I think it's good to be mediocre."

Cheng Qian said: "It's not easy to take Han Yuan away with so many blood oaths involved."

The few people fell silent for a moment. At this time, Yan Zhengming took out a fan again from nowhere, absent-mindedly slapped it twice on his chest, and turned around inadvertently, just in time to see Li Yun's movement of whether he was sitting or not. , so decisively knocked off Li Yun's arm with a fan: "Sit down, sit down, you're a bit human."

Touching it won't work anymore, Li Yun smiled "hehe", and was about to tease him with a few words, when he tilted his head, he suddenly saw Cheng Qian smiling.

Cheng Qian usually doesn't care much about his own people, so it's nothing unusual to smile, but when he smiled, his eyes kept looking at Yan Zhengming, as if there was only one person left in his eyes. It seemed as if a handful of light had been shattered, and it became warmer than ever before.

Li Yun: "..."

He looked at Cheng Qian, and then at Yan Zhengming. After a careful look, he thought that if he looked at it again, he might have a needle's eye. He swayed from side to side and sat down, thinking: "When I wake up, everything next to me has changed." It's heaven and earth, mother!"

Li Yun's sudden silence made him feel a bit cold, and the puddle turned around inadvertently, and said with sharp eyes: "Master, have you changed your fan? This one is so broken, it's not as good-looking as the previous one."

As soon as she mentioned it, everyone realized that Yan Zhengming had replaced it with a bamboo fan. After a long time, the outer skin had turned reddish brown, and there were still a little crack at the corner, which was not delicate at all.

However, Li Yun took the old bamboo fan with both hands and unfolded it carefully. He saw a few strokes on the back, outlining the shape of a distant mountain. It is the word "Fuyao".

Just by looking at those two characters, one can tell that this chapter is stamped by the head of the sect.

Li Yun sighed: "This... this is an ancient relic in the sect - I said, little junior sister, you are a big girl, you should also study some books seriously, you have no ink, you know how to fly around with chicken feathers all day long ... Sigh, I'm so worried—elder brother, where did you get it? Go back and test it with blood, maybe this ancient thing has a spirit."

Yan Zhengming briefly talked about the fact that he and Cheng Qian met the inheritance behind the stage, and then took out a small box and an old book from the storage bag.

He handed the wooden box to the puddle, and said: "This is the demon pill of a certain generation of demon king. The demon king lived to be 3000 years old and died. The demon core is very pure, and its power can be passed on. Fighting endlessly, there are very few demon kings who have died, and the Fuyao faction has only had this one in the past, you keep it well, don’t steal it yourself, there are more than [-] years of Taoism in it, your bones are not fully grown, you may not be able to bear it.”

The puddle seemed to be nowhere to be found, and her eyes were about to reach her eyebrows. She was like a miserly poor ghost who saw a room full of big gold bars, and held them over in a begging gesture, as if holding her into a big gold bar. demon dream.She stuttered for a long time, flattered her with indiscriminate words: "Big brother, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, this fan of yours is really, really beautiful, it's so beautiful that I'm drunk!"

Yan Zhengming: "That's it, let's see how good you are."

After finishing speaking, he threw the book into Li Yun's arms: "Your."

Li Jun took it happily, and saw the words "Nine Links" written on the cover. He opened it, scanned a few pages, and trembled with excitement: "This... this..."

"I asked that senior," Yan Zhengming said, "he said that among the ancestors of my sect, there is indeed one who is particularly incompetent. This lineage of monks is very rare, called 'Nine Chains', these years there is no master, and there is no one to guide you, you are just figuring it out on your own, now with this, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

Li Yun said with tears in his eyes: "Elder brother, let me promise you with my body."

Head Yan glanced at him with those peach blossom eyes that could not speak but could only curse, and clearly expressed his contempt - he didn't even want change.

Cheng Qian was a little dumbfounded, he was still worried that the old man would make things difficult for the elder brother, but he didn't expect that he was giving advice and giving things... Sure enough, the treatment of the master was different.

Li Yun rubbed the old scroll in his hand fondly, and asked curiously: "What else did that senior say?"

What else did you say?

"The sword of origin in your inner mansion is very interesting. In order to attach the sword intent to it, someone cut off the soul as a carrier, just to let you turn danger into good luck, and walk to the "sheathing" in one fell swoop. After the "sheathing" ', that is, to really enter the realm of Sword God, but I think that although the human sword is willing to pay for it and is very ingenious, the attainment of the wooden sword is really not high. If you want to go further, you have to refine the sword intent. "

When Yan Zhengming thought of it now, his hands were still trembling, and he glared at Cheng Qian viciously.

Cheng Qian leaned over and said in a low voice, "Brother, calm down."

Yan Zhengming shook off his hand silently.

Cheng Qian can only hurt people with sharp teeth, but not coaxing people with glib tongue. After looking at him helplessly for a while, he carefully held Yan Zhengming's hand.

Get thrown off again.

Cheng Qianguo, as he said, persevered, and grabbed the back of his hand again.

The puddle didn't know how to shy away from it, and looked directly at the side for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.

Li Yun lowered his head out of sight and out of mind. Suddenly, he found something caught in this "Nine Links". He opened it gently, and saw a note in the page. The ink was very new, and it was Yan Zhengming. written in his handwriting: "This thing is worthy, give me a copy."

The page with the note happened to be "Danjuan", and the words "Qingxin Dan" hit Li Yun's eyes.

The commentary reads: "If you take this thing, you can purify your heart and marrow, cut off the seven emotions, and cleanse the six desires. Since then, there will be no love or hate, no worries in the world, and it will be good for practice."

Li Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Yan Zhengming who was flirting with Cheng Qian suspiciously.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and a group of people at Tianyan Office stood up one after another. Immediately, a flying carriage descended from the sky, and an acquaintance opened the curtain and jumped down——Liulang.

After getting out of the car, Liu Lang bent down, put his hands in front of him, and respectfully asked the people in the car to step on his hands, and the person in the car was no surprise, it was Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen should have changed his body, his complexion looks much better, his gray hair is all black.

When he got out of the car, he glanced around for a week. Wu Changtian and others who were at Chongtianyan cupped their hands. He saw that the people in Mulanshan and others looked unnatural, and the people in Xuanwutang stood at the end in unison. I remember that this person had a quarrel with them on Suoxiantai, and others—such as Nian Mingming and many other people from casual cultivators or small sects, came forward to say hello, some called "Brother Tang", some called "Senior" of.

Immediately, Tang Zhen turned to Moxiu. Surprisingly, there were two or three of Moxiu's Nine Saints who bowed their hands to him from a distance.

This person doesn't have much contact with those famous sects, but the wide range of acquaintances in small sects is amazing, no wonder he knows a little bit about everything.

A whistle sounded from afar, which was the signal from Tianyan. After Wu Changtian heard it, he stepped forward and said, "Fellow daoists, please. Now that the formation has been completed, Mr. Tang is invited to test the formation."

Tang Zhen covered his consciousness, and after a while he opened his eyes and nodded without commenting.

Wu Changtian glanced at Han Yuan, and said to Tang Zhen, "Excuse me, Mr. Tang, did you bring the blood oath plate?"

Liu Lang immediately took out a tray from a small package, stepped forward two steps, and silently put it in the air, and the tray was suspended in the air.

Tang Zhen lowered his eyes, and sighed: "Is it so? Well, the two of you please swear."

Wu Changtian was very happy, put his four fingers together, pointed to the sky with one hand, and said with a flat face: "Today, I, Tianyan, will carry the magic seal, and join forces with fellow Taoists from all directions to fight Nightmare Pedestrian and the magic dragon. If we lose, Tianyan will All self-abandoned cultivation bases, let the kings dispose of them, and never enter the fairy gate again!"

After finishing speaking, he forced out a cluster of blood from his fingertips, and quickly dropped it onto the plate.

The puddle quietly turned into a bird, flew into the sky, poked his head to watch the excitement, and saw a Tai Chi picture drawn in the middle of the tray, half of Wu Changtian's blood was completely stained red.

Wu Changtian shook his sleeves: "Fellow Daoist Han, it's your turn."

Without raising his eyelids, Han Yuan stretched out his hand, and the tray flew straight in front of him: "If we lose, I'll go with you and let them go back to southern Xinjiang and be cowards for the rest of their lives."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, bit his finger hard, and pressed the bloody finger on the Tai Chi plate, only to hear a "hissing", and the Tai Chi plate seemed to be able to suck human flesh and blood, and immediately sucked his blood. His fingers were dented, and the other half of Tai Chi was immediately filled with thick black blood.

The Taiji disk spun rapidly, and the puddle only took a look, but felt a little dizzy, so he had to look away.

The next moment, many blood-colored Taiji diagrams came out of the plate, leaving a mark on the wrists of Zhongren Tianyan, Han Yuan, and Jiusheng, vowing to do so, and those who violated it will be backlashed.

Han Yuan looked at the seal indifferently, stuffed his bleeding finger into his mouth, and licked off the blood on it: "There are nine of them, plus me."

Wu Changtian waved his hand, and a few youths from Tianyan's office behind him came out with scrolls.

Wu Changtian chose one for himself, and the others scattered into the crowd to distribute to those they chose.

One of the people holding the scroll was walking towards the Fuyao faction. Yan Zhengming held Cheng Qian's elbow and said in a low voice, "Go and pick it up."

The person who sent the scroll was none other than the ocher mixed in Tianyan's place.

Cheng Qian knew that there must be news from Zheshi, so he immediately understood, and opened the curtain of Shimushizi to welcome him out.

As soon as he left, Li Yun quickly came over, grabbed Yan Zhengming's ear, and asked repeatedly: "What do you mean? What's the matter with you and Xiaoqian? What Qingxin Dan do you want? You took the wrong medicine What? What are you doing again!"

Yan Zhengming caressed the wooden sword in his hand with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Do you know that he sacrificed himself for this wooden sword?"

Li Yun was dumbfounded for a moment, then said dryly: "Ah...it seems like something he can do, so is your reward just a lack of heart?"

Yan Zhengming: "No... just in case, I mean in case, one day these hinder his practice, if he regrets it, give him this, I can't be his stumbling block."

Apart from sneering, Li Yun had nothing to say: "Senior brother, I always thought you were a dandy before, but I couldn't see that you were actually a lover."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Yan Zhengming patted him away irritably, "Don't tell Xiaoqian beforehand, the freshness in his heart is not over yet, and he is far from bored, I'm afraid he will be unhappy if he finds out. "

"I guess Xiaoqian is not only unhappy when he finds out." Li Yun said, "He will also let you eat shit, brother, believe it or not?"