Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

A person came limping from a distance, walked behind Yu Fuchen, knowing that he didn't want to, but still dragged his heavy body, and asked him to stand under the sky, standing upright.

"This is not the end, stand up and protect your mortal world."

Feng Zehuan, who was covered in blood, pointed at the gap in the sky, put his hand on Yu Fuchen's heart, and grabbed his clothes tightly.

"Although Di Tianyao was defeated, the evil consequences have not disappeared. If you don't go, he will be disappointed."

What he was referring to was naturally the person who had integrated spiritual power into Yu Fuchen's body, but when Feng Changhuan was mentioned, Yu Fuchen was hysterical.

"He's gone! He, a liar, has left me and left, won the battle, lost him... What does this mean to me?"

He knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, his voice changing tune.

"I will return the common life to you, who will return Changhuan to me..."

The voice of questioning touches people's hearts.

Feng Zehuan gritted his teeth and raised his hand, the backhand was a slap in the face, causing Yu Fuchen to raise his eyes in a daze, looking at him helplessly.

He bent down and knelt on the ground with Yu Fuchen, the hand holding his heart remained still, and he held the back of his hand tightly holding the ice-smashing gun with the other hand.

"Don't forget what he said, this is the spirit weapon he tempered for you with his own spiritual power. The gun is here, the person is here, he is not dead, he is still alive! He did not break his promise, he watched this movie with you A sunrise, how can you not recognize it..."

"But where is he... I, I can't find him, I, I'm afraid that he's lost somewhere, can't find his way back, and can't find me..."

Feng Zehuan beat his heart hard, "he is here, he is here, but he can't come back now, if you want to see him again, you have to hold on to the mortal world where you can watch every sun rise and moon set with him in the future." Isn't it, otherwise he came back, you, or this world is gone, where will he go?"

Dazed for a long time, Yu Fuchen nodded, gripped the ice-smashing gun tightly, got up unsteadily, and walked towards the cracked sky alone.

Liu Changting watched the whole process silently from behind, and when Feng Zehuan got up, he asked: "Is it because his mind has degenerated, or is your deceit better?"

"He didn't degenerate, and I didn't lie to him. This is all true. But I have to admit that I still gave him an illusory promise."

"Do you know what will happen when he goes?"

"I know, but I believe it's just a temporary pain. He won the bet with Yu Tianyin, but he lost the fight with Feng Changhuan. He always thought that he had completely controlled that person, but he didn't know his own Everything was handled by that person to death."

"for example."

Feng Zehuan tried to open his eyes, which had been sewn up with gold thread for a long time, to see the mortal world today, but to no avail.

"For example, he will use..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, shook his head and looked around, but there was no sign of someone.

"Where's Di Tianyao? Where did he go?!"

At the same time, the sudden flash of light due to Di Tianyao's fiasco attracted evil spirits under the bitter prison that were more terrifying than evil spirits. To feed one's hunger, but like bait arouses greed.

As the isolation between the Netherworld and the Hell collapsed, the earth began to tremble violently. People were pushed into the abyss of fear again before they were happy with the result for too long.

"Crack! The crack has widened again!"

"Obviously the evil spirits in the bitter prison have been subdued, how could it be..."

"It's the Netherworld! The Jiuyou Huahai didn't guard the ghost gate, the evil spirits are coming! Run!!"

But no one has seen what the evil spirits under the Nine Netherworld look like, and what kind of impact it will have on the human world, but they are instinctively afraid of invading.

Standing in front of the gap, Yu Fuchen saw the situation in the prison before anyone else.

Because he had absorbed the power of the bitter prison, the evil spirits had lost their viciousness, curled up in the bitter prison, and didn't even bother to move when they stepped into the mortal world.

It is the weakness of the power of the suffering prison that destroys the balance with the Netherworld, so that the evil spirits under the Nine Nethers have the opportunity to subvert and suppress, and want to use the shortcut of the suffering prison to rush into the mortal world.

"Things have gotten out of hand. Jiuyou is now a bloody storm. Huahai fought hard to reseal the evil spirits in Huangquan. Unexpectedly, it was the prison that collapsed first..."

At some point, the man with red hair and red clothes had come behind him, still holding a broken sword with gaps all over his hand, he raised his ghostly eyes and looked at Yu Fuchen.

"The bet with you is that I lost. I should return to Jiuyou according to the agreement and never set foot in the world. But in the current situation, I am afraid that I can't control the present Huangquan..."

"Are you here to ask me for help?"

"To put it more bluntly, please. Of course, I will not force anything other than gambling, but I can promise you a return, that is..."

Yu Tianyin tapped and stopped, with his fingertips against his lips, but he didn't say anything clearly.

Yu Fuchen's eyes lit up, the hand holding the ice-smashing gun couldn't stop shaking, he teased Yu Tianyin, and repeatedly advised him, "Don't panic, don't get excited, you can do things calmly."

The man swallowed, nodded to him, then put away his penis, and sat cross-legged.

"I don't know if this method is effective. Even if it's not for the sake of the world, I will try my best for him. I hope..."

"Don't worry too much. When he saved you before, he never considered the consequences. You have many similarities with him. If you think about it, you can learn from his tenacity..."

Yu Tianyin frowned suddenly, he closed his eyes to endure the pain, a line of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It was only at this time that Yu Fuchen discovered the imperceptible bloodstains on his red clothes. It seemed that when he risked his life to fight Di Tianyao, this person was not just hiding in the dark and watching the show.

"The Nine Nether Flower Sea is where I live. These years have been a part of my body. If the flower sea collapses, I will also perish after being severely injured."

"For the sake of our gambling, I will help you this time, but I hope you understand that I am not here to save you."

Yu Fuchen closed his eyes and stopped looking at him, calmed his mind, and followed the guidance of the voice in his heart to take the risk.

After absorbing the power of the bitter prison, his inner demons have disappeared. He thought that his world would die, but at that moment, he heard a familiar voice in his heart telling him: "Walk, stop, easy!" Back surgery can save the world.”

The moment he heard Feng Changhuan's voice, he broke down in tears.

"Changhuan..."

"Don't cry, look at those terrified people behind you, there is no time to be sad."

"They are not important, you are important..."

"Well...then you think this way, I can only return to you if the crisis in the world is resolved, right?"

Yu Fuchen whimpered like a little wolf dog, and nodded aggrievedly. If Feng Changhuan could accompany him physically, he would definitely not be able to bear his sadness.

Without too long a delay, Yu Fuchen quickly regained his composure, and raised his eyes to look at the trembling sky crack.

"what should I do."

"You have my foundation and skills in your body, and you can reverse the situation with Yihui, but the price you have to pay is heavy. If you don't want to, I won't force it."

"You're right, you can only come back to me if you stay in the world, no matter what, I want you back, so..."

Seeing Yu Fuchen talking to himself for a long time, finally turning around the exercises in his body and starting the difficult and painful process of Yihui, Yu Tianyin couldn't help but sweat for him.

"In exchange for your fate back then, he risked his own life, now what price will you have to pay for this world?"

Seeing two different spiritual forces emerge from Yu Fuchen's body, Yu Tianyin took several steps back.

The palm of his left hand is holding the black mist from the abyss, while the right hand is the most holy and pure golden light. Two kinds of power that can never be merged are indeed fused in his body.

The inscription on his body that had just appeared when he was fighting Di Tianyao had not faded until now became even more dazzling, forcing people not to look directly at it.

In an instant, the golden light wrapped around the power of the Nine Nethers and exploded, not only Yu Tianyin, but even the people watching from a distance couldn't see what happened, only the heart-piercing shouts echoed in their ears.

The spell came very quickly, and everything between the two dimensions was reversed in just a moment of opening and closing eyes. Seeing that the evil spirit that was about to enter the mortal world through the gap disappeared, Yu Tianyin immediately injected his divine power into the world. In the cracks in the sky, try to close the gate connecting the two worlds.

Even as a Fallen Angel, it would be very difficult for him to accomplish such a huge project with his own divine power, as he suffered backlash due to the trauma of the Nine Nether Flower Sea.

Just when his divine power was almost exhausted, and the scarlet spiritual flow that had been exported stopped flowing, suddenly a burst of abundant divine power was sent into his body, strengthening his strength to close the sky crack.

Yu Tianyin turned his head and saw that behind him was Ying Yougu, who likes to put on red clothes and put on airs like him, and couldn't help sighing.

"In the end, you still helped me."

"Not just lonely."

Ying Yougu pointed to the snowy mist city in the rear, and the troops from various states in the cultivation world either Shi Qinggong or Yu Shenwu, no matter the elders of the sect or the ordinary disciples, all rushed towards the crack in the sky, raising their hands to inject their spiritual power into the crack, even if it was just With meager strength, I also sacrificed what I have learned all my life, just to survive this catastrophe that is enough to destroy the world.

"You see, human nature is not as cruel as you think. Even small mayflies and ants have their great ideals and merits. Lianhua and Dijun did not wrong people's hearts, but the reward... came a little later .”

With the joint efforts of everyone, the sky-cracking scar was finally closed, and the earth that had trembled for a long time returned to calm. In the silence, only people's still violent heartbeats could be heard.

"Win! We won—"

I don't know who yelled, because of his words, the people who survived the catastrophe finally realized that the real victory was coming, and they either looked up to the sky and laughed, or cried with joy.

In the chaos, no one seemed to remember where the victory came from.

Pushing aside the rushing crowd, Feng Zehuan walked among them, pushed away the dizzy crowd, and found Yu Fuchen who was lying on the ground, almost out of breath.

He bent down and picked him up, let him rest on his lap, and wiped the blood off his face.

"All the internal organs are damaged, and the meridian is cut off. Will there still be life?"

He stroked the man's pulse that had stopped beating, folded his hands on his chest, and put him in a very peaceful sleeping position.

Feng Zehuan was dumbfounded, he had clearly announced the death of so many people, and he had already remembered the words in his heart, but why... why can't he say it now?

Dijun, die...

What a simple four words, in the mouth, but scratched the throat like a thin blade, the pain is unforgettable, the blood is sweet and nauseating, what is it...

Is he sad, is he afraid?It's ridiculous... Maybe it's because he still doesn't give up and wants to wait for an opportunity to turn around.

Suddenly there was a pair of plain boots in front of him, but Feng Zehuan raised his eyes inadvertently to see who had thought of this emperor who dedicated his life to the righteous way, but he said in a daze: "My relatives have also left me one by one... Zhuyou, now I can finally understand your despair back then..."

"No, he's still here."

Pressing Yu Fuchen's chest, the visitor denied Feng Zehuan's statement, and the moment he met his quiet eyes, he found that it was actually Bai Hong.

"I haven't fulfilled my promise with that person, how can I be willing to leave if I'm so infatuated with him."