The troubles of the teenage villain

The torrential rain that had rained all night had gradually subsided, and Qingyang rode his gear like flying, and returned to the Dongfu on the border of Dahuangzhou in the rising sun.Under the mountain wall of the cave mansion is the place where he fell from one of the four sects, Baopu's direct disciple, to carrion - Fushi Valley.

The situation that life was worse than death can still be vividly remembered. Maggots and vultures entwined his rotten and cracked body, and the miasma and poisonous swamp at the bottom of the valley pierced his bones. The most painful thing is not death, but the inability to die.His flesh will grow slowly, but not very well, and then fester, corrode, and turn into a pool of rotten flesh, making cloudy eyeballs swirl in the skeleton.

What is more painful than wanting to die is that his consciousness is extremely clear.

Not only can he clearly feel the pain, but he also clearly remembers who used the talisman to block him behind him, and then asked the Kunlun Elder Returning to the Void to kill him with a sword.Dao wipes out gods.He even remembered who buried the golden jujube core in his body, completely abolished his cultivation and destroyed his dantian, and then who asked him to bear the unwarranted crimes and tortured him in exchange for Kunlun's anger.And all these years, the pursuit of Kunlun disciples...

And the instigator was that hypocritical Feng Shao, without his framing, there would be no magic cultivator Qingyang, only Baopuzong's most promising personal disciple——Zhang Yangqing.

When Qingyang gathered the magical weapons obtained from Patriarch Xumi one by one in the cave, there was a sudden feeling in his heart, it was the feeling between master and servant.The man ordered him to go there.

His face became more gloomy, but he was not angry.Although forced to become a servant, there are many obstacles and confinement, but when he thinks that the blood in the body has been fully activated by the ancestor Xumi, in the future, as long as the blood is abundant and fed with blood, Feng Shao can return to the void in 300 years, he Is it not possible?

snort.Once he also stepped into the Void Return, he was afraid that he would not be able to cancel the contract with Lu Mingjing.

As for Feng Shao... Qing Yang sneered, he had seen Feng Shao's right arm wrapped around like a blue-red silk thread in the cave mansion before.Patriarch Xumi is really eccentric, obviously he has been serving and enshrining for decades, but Feng Shao is the only one who gets the benefits.

Sure enough, only his master treated him wholeheartedly.But he has been poisoned by Kunlun.Even Master's sect has never tried to find justice.

He will find this justice, and only the strong can find justice.

Qingyang glanced around at those magic weapons, and finally his eyes fell on the wuqing worms kept in the magic tank, the worms that had expended a lot of energy had gone into dormancy at this time.I'm afraid it will be dormant for a hundred years.

When he left the cave, the sky was cloudy again, and there was thunder. Qingyang found the sensing position before the rain poured down, and saw Jianxiu, who was in a state of distress, and his white clothes were dyed red.

"How is my uncle?"

The sword cultivator's voice was cold and hoarse, and he was obviously seriously injured, not only the physical body visible to the naked eye, but even the spiritual consciousness and dharma body were damaged.But the flying sword in his hand was covered with dots of pitch black, as if the killing intent was coming out slowly and heavily, and the air around him gradually turned into a muddy color.It seemed that it was about to rain, but there was no angry light, only darkness and cold.

With such a cold murderous aura, Qingyang had no choice but to accept the idea of ​​killing the master. If he couldn't kill him with one blow, he would have to die as a servant.But he didn't answer, only tentatively asked: "Why did the master get hurt?"

Feng Bai glanced at him coldly: "The alchemy failed."

With Lu Mingjing's strength and Ling Qi Ji Na, how could he fail?

Qingyang would never believe it no matter what, not to mention that Lu Mingjing has already completed the foundation establishment, and it is almost impossible for practitioners who have always been able to cultivate to the perfect state to fail in their promotion.What's more, Lu Mingjing has the body of a holy beast, so it is nonsense to fail to form an alchemy.

Rather than saying that he failed in forming the alchemy, he secretly sized up the opponent's injuries, it would be better to say that he was defeated in fighting skills... However, Lu Mingjing's strength is superb, let alone a late-stage alchemy like him, even the Daoist Yuan Ying may not be able to win it. benefit.I don't know who was hurt and why.

"How is my uncle?"

Feng Bai repeated it again, this time he didn't wait for Qingyang's reply, but got up abruptly, pointing at each other, and quickly penetrated into the center of Qingyang's eyebrows.

"Since you don't say anything, then master, I have no choice but to search for it myself."

Qingyang was shocked, knowing the harm of soul searching, but he couldn't resist - they had a bond of master and servant.The pain in the sea of ​​consciousness is incomparable, and every breath is deeply hurt. If there is no confinement by the master and servant, how can ordinary cultivators be sent to search for their souls alive!

He gritted his teeth, wishing he couldn't get rid of the other party, Feng Bai had already seen the whole scene of Geng Shen Ye from his sea of ​​consciousness - from ancestor Xumi angrily scolding Feng Shao, to Feng Shao suffering from blood activation, Humility to Xu Mi, begging bitterly, and then Feng Shao's face was twisted due to the torture of Xueluo, his eyes were filled with pain, and bloodstains were all over the place...

"noob……"

Feng Bai's hand froze, he could only feel the qi and blood churning, the already injured dharma body couldn't suppress the turbulent flow of spirit qi that found a gap, he tore off the same jade ring on the opponent's chest, devoured the opponent without hesitation and spewed out of magic energy.

Although he was filled with demon qi, which gradually eased the state of backflow due to unstable mind, his golden eyes became more irritable and fierce.Uncle's suffering is all because of his low strength.If not, he could have killed Patriarch Sumeru long ago, and he would not be besieged when he exterminated the clan due to his limited strength, and he would not be able to collect blood essence and soul quickly enough, let alone worry about that bald donkey.

Did you feel disappointed in him when your uncle called him?

He was also very disappointed in himself, he didn't protect his uncle well.He still didn't protect his uncle well.

Feng Baijin's eyes were as intense as the fire in his heart, burning more and more intensely, it was his desire to become stronger.

"300 years into returning to the void..." Feng Bai finally withdrew his hand, didn't continue, and explained something else: "What you said before, embrace Pu Zong..."

Even though he stopped absorbing, Qingyang also suffered a lot. At this time, he listened restlessly, and his heart was already panicked.I deeply feel that the previous idea of ​​bearing humiliation may be too naive.The magic energy is devoured, and the soul is searched. This feeling of life in the hands of the enemy is really frightening.Especially when Lu Mingjing looked at him, it was not like looking at a living person.

It seemed that he had to find another plan and make plans early.

In midsummer, there are often torrential rains in Dahuangzhou, and the bluestone roads in the city are cleaned clean and dust-free.

As soon as Patriarch Xumi left, Feng Shao originally wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Qingyang, but after a fight with Xueluo, although he was lucky enough to secure the upper hand, he was also seriously injured.He felt that he might not be able to win Qingyang steadily. Fortunately, although Qingyang had the blessing of Sumeru's formation, he was also in poor condition, so the two of them left without fighting.

After he reunited with Yuan Hao and Chuan Yi, the three of them waited in the blessed land for many days, but they never found Feng Bai. After leaving the dharma notes, they finally moved to the city because Yuan Hao couldn't bear the loneliness.It is unavoidable to find a good restaurant in Fangshi in the city, have tea, watch scenery, listen to operas and rest.

Although it was past lunch time, there were still several circles of people in the lobby on the ground floor of the restaurant, surrounded by darkness, and a thin old man was sitting at a table with the Eight Immortals in the middle.His cultivation base is only in the Qi refining stage, and there is a three-stringed magic weapon by his feet, and the stack of wooden boards will make a rattling sound when he flicks his fingers.When the old Taoist tuned the sound and raised his head, he put on an amplified bell. It turned out to be a storyteller.

"Let's say that there are only a few thousand sects in my Kyushu sect, and tens of thousands of scattered cultivators. The monster and beast sects make trouble together, and they rise and fall in an instant; there are only a few longevity lamps left, and the bones of the secret realm are hard to recover. If you want to ascend to the Tao, it is nothing more than a fight between dragons and tigers!"

The old Taoist spoke hoarsely, Sanxian played the music by himself, and the spectators around who were holding teacups applauded. "Don't gossip, let's get back to business! Last time, we talked about the invasion of hundreds of wild birds in my Great Barren State..."

Seeing that the stage was talking about drama, not acting, even if it was talking about the popular fight of monsters and beasts, Yuan Hao also lacked interest, turned his head and continued: "Mother's Dan Yun is red and red, it's extraordinary! I think these days Mother must have gone to retreat to cultivate her energy..."

Feng Shao didn't expect Feng Bai to be able to form alchemy so quickly. After calculation, it seems that it has only been 30 years. It was not obvious when he was young, but now that he has grown up, his aptitude is more and more revealed.Is it really the protagonist's physique?

"Chuanyi, what's the improvement after absorbing Diliuzhi this time?" Feng Shao turned to ask.

Chuanyi thought for a while, and said, "It's very improved."

Knowing that he had little to say, Feng Shao had no choice but to guide him: "According to the Yuehua Jue, it is very beneficial for monsters to obtain the emperor's ointment. As long as they are well refined, with time, they may be able to advance." Seeing that Chuan Yi was silent, he continued. : "But this matter can't be forced..."

"Yes." Chuanyi nodded resolutely, "My father was not born with a dragon body, as long as I practice diligently and absorb the emperor's fluid, I can also cultivate a real dragon body."

"True dragon? Isn't that the fifth step?" Yuan Hao was overjoyed, groping around Chuan Yi's body, and said, "You have become a dragon, then I will ride you instead!"

Although it was an ordinary joke, Feng Shao's heart skipped a beat when he heard it this time.In fact, it's not just this time, he always pays close attention to people, I don't know if it's an illusion, it seems that there is something wrong with Yuan Hao and Chuan Yi in the past few months.

Chuan Yi has always been dull, but now under Feng Shao's gaze, she actually feels weak... Is he sick?

Only Yuan Hao took it for granted, and when he was having fun with Chuan Yi as usual, there was a guest at the table next to him patting the teacup and shouting at the veteran talker on the stage: "What can I say about what happened a few years ago! Why not?" Let me tell you something new! Hundreds of Qinyuan birds only killed dozens of cultivators, don’t you know that two months ago, during the night of Gengshen, four sects were wiped out in one night, with thousands of casualties?”

This is obviously breaking news. As soon as the guest's words came out, it attracted the attention of everyone present.Maybe it's because the incident happened not far from the city, and there are many people who know about it. At the moment, no one is interested in listening to the drama, and they are all excited to discuss the Zongmen tragedy.

"Those four sects are only a hundred miles away from here. Although they are not the top sects in the Great Barren State, they are not shabby minor sects either."

"Destroy the four sects in one go, there are many Jindan elders in those sects, and I don't know what is the origin of that murderer?"

"I heard that someone looked at the injury and said it was a sword repair..."

"Why is the sword cultivator so powerful? I'm afraid it's also the cultivation level of Daoist Yuanying? Otherwise, how many sword cultivators would it take?"

"I guess at least Nascent Soul and above. I was not far there that day. If many people destroy the sect, there is no reason why there is no movement at all?"

"I'm afraid that Yuanying Sword Cultivator will hang up? Besides, my Kyushu Sword Cultivator is so rare, I don't know which sect it is from?"

"According to me, can there be Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in our sect in Kyushu? I'm afraid that only Kunlun, the legendary head of the world's great sect, has such a powerful sword cultivator?"

It seemed that Yuan Hao became interested when he heard the word "Kunlun". He looked at Feng Shao: "Father, it can't be true..."

Feng Shao smiled and shook his head: "No." Although Kunlun disciples are lonely, they are definitely not indiscriminate murderers, unless the sect is humiliated.But such a secular sect, there is no reason to have a relationship with Kunlun.

However, it wiped out four sects in one go, causing thousands of deaths, almost as violent as Venerable Qingcheng in the original drama.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly.

"It's tyrannical enough. Those sects have no survivors. The next day, people from other sects went to occupy the sect lineage. We originally wanted to make money from the dead, but it turned out to be a good fight. Pooh!"

"Those sect disciples are used to this, how can we get any benefit from casual cultivation? I think this sword is good at destroying, killing and killing them is the prestige of this group of sects."

"That's not true! Maybe it's us casual cultivators looking for revenge!"

"That's right, maybe it's also the same figure as the Jiuying Taoist in the Four States League!"

"That's good. There will be more Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in the Great Barren State, so what are you afraid of? Aren't you not afraid of bullying like those in the Four States League?"

When the discussion in the restaurant was in full swing, a person suddenly interrupted with a sneer: "There is a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator in the Casual Cultivator, I really don't know what it is!"

Feng Shao glanced over, and saw the familiar moon-white Taoist robe, familiar face, and familiar arrogance of the other party, and it turned out to be Zhao Bo.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Zhao Bo's words were not very pleasant to listen to, most of the people here are casual cultivators, if Zhao Bo hadn't exuded the golden core coercion, I am afraid that the crowd would not be hiding their anger, but attacking them in groups.

After Feng Shao called someone, he found out that Zhao Bo was not alone, Zhang Baiqian and Luo Sheng were behind him.After not seeing each other for many years, he was pleasantly surprised, and after introducing Yuan Hao, he created an invisible barrier, and they started talking.

"How did you get together?"

Back then when there was chaos in Wuwu Peak, Zhang Baiqian and Luo Sheng took the mission of the sect to hunt down Qingyang, and both Zhang Baiqian and Luo Sheng won the first rank.After the two met, they guessed that it was probably the evil secret method of the demon cultivator, but because they could not find any information, the two traveled around and killed some demon cultivators who invaded Kyushu.

This kind of evil secret method is actually very familiar to Feng Shao, it is the soul-dividing method inscribed on the heart-sacrificing mantra.

The Venerable Qingcheng in the original drama also used it to split a strand of essence, blood and soul, or seize it or make it into a puppet, and feign death to escape when he was about to die.This is still low-level, and when the cultivation level is raised to Nascent Soul, you can even abandon your body... This kind of magic skill often takes thousands of lives as a temptation, it is very cruel, and only inhumane people like Qingyang can use it at will .

"Speaking of which, there seem to be more demon cultivators in the mainland of Kyushu these years than before, and I don't know how many tragedies have happened..." Zhang Baiqian paused, looking at Feng Shao, Luo Sheng's eyes flickered, and the two hesitated. :"actually……"

Seeing the other party's expression, Feng Shao also knew what they were going to say, probably because Zhao Bo knew the fact that he became a demon cultivator.But seeing how cautious they were, he actually felt embarrassed in his heart, with a natural look on his face: "Although I have no choice but to become a demon cultivator, I will never do those crooked things."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Baiqian and Luo Sheng were even more unhappy. In their hearts, Feng Shao had always been kind to others, so he didn't get close to Moxiu.At this time, everyone regretted talking about Moxiu, and Zhao Bo picked up the words in good time. "I just received an errand from Zongzhong and came to Dahuangzhou a month ago. I happened to meet two junior brothers. I didn't expect that junior brother Feng was also there."

He paused, and said: "Brother, when I reported the matter to the sect master earlier, I heard the sect master arguing with Tai Yin's uncle...you...you and Mingjing's nephew and nephew have a double cultivation...is it true? Fake?"

Feng Shao was stunned for a moment, sure enough the master was very angry, and the consequences might be very serious.

Zhang Baiqian and Luo Sheng obviously heard it for the first time, and they also stared wide-eyed. Although they only met Feng Bai face-to-face during the apprenticeship ceremony, for the cultivators, it was only a matter of 20 years... In 20 years, they Feng Shao, his senior brother, wants to double cultivate with his nephew?

And Lu Mingjing is a man, they didn't remember wrongly?

Feng Shao nodded: "We fall in love with each other, and we have told our master that we want to be a double cultivator."

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Hao suddenly raised his head: "Mother!"

Zhao Bo and the other three also looked over, and saw a tall and straight man walking into the restaurant, with sculpted eyebrows and eagle eyes, thin lips as thin as a shave, originally a stern face, but the raised corners of his lips added a bit of warmth to it, Covered the hostility like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath on his body.

"You're here." Feng Shao glanced at him with a smile, Feng Bai nodded, stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, and Feng Shao patted his arm.

Zhao Bo and the others had something to say, but seeing that the atmosphere between these two people was so auspicious, they looked at each other, but they had nothing to say.

Only happy for Feng Shao.

The author has something to say: ※Small theater (Feng Xiaoshao and Feng Xiaobai are about to join together)

※Fang Changxin: Bad author!I am much more obedient and well-behaved than that tiger, why isn't the Taoist companion me?

※Author: Xiao Shao cannot be pushed down by being obedient and obedient.

※Ci Xiaojue: The author's vision is really bad. I have better moral character and cultivation than him. In what way is he better than me?

※Author: Kung fu is better than you.

※Gu Xiaohuai: Author, I am more concerned about whether Mingjing will call me Shizun or Senior Brother after he joins the membership?

※Tai Xiaoyin: Why don't you care if I cut it off with a sword, do you still have apprentices or juniors?