After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Yan Ling knelt in the heavy snow for four days.

Xu Shi was completely silent on a snowy day, and late at night Yan Ling was covered in snow, and unexpectedly heard a faint murmur.

"Want to go out..."

"Mom doesn't want me anymore..."

"help me."

The Xi family's ancestral veins ran across the entire mansion, and Yan Ling knelt alone there with his head tilted in confusion, and the thick snow on his head fell to the ground with a bang.

Someone is talking.

Probably the coldness made Yan Ling's sanity clearer. He probably guessed that Xi Jue, the dandy young master of the Xi family, was hidden by the Xi family, so he changed his memory and cognition to replace Xi Jue in school.

Yan Ling was silent for a long time, listening to the faint murmur in his ears, suddenly let out his spirit quietly.

"help me."

"Listening to the sound" Xiangwen instinctively relied on that voice, and led him to the Tianyan Temple of Xi's family quietly, avoiding the patrolling people.

Yan Ling walked forward as if being led by a thread, slowly submerged into the layers of barriers condensed with Tianyan, and finally entered the Xi family's veins.

Tianyan is like a spiritual river flowing underground, and the mountain springs never stop.

In front of the Tianyan Dimai, a slender figure was firmly imprisoned on the ground with his limbs locked by thick chains.

Countless golden threads protruded from the Tianyan Linghe and penetrated into every meridian of the person, absorbing spiritual power from the "Kan Tianyan" phase pattern to feed back to the earth veins.

Yan Ling walked over in a daze, and finally saw the trapped person.

—Exactly the same as his face at this time.

It is a real ridicule.

Xi Jue has been imprisoned here since he awakened "Kan Tianyan". He is eccentric and uncontrollable by nature. Even if the Xi family wants to release him, Xiao Xi Jue will definitely escape after suffering so much.

Naturally, the Xi family would not let "Kan Tianyan" leave and fall into the hands of other aristocratic families. No matter how hard Xi Ze and Mrs. Zong couldn't bear it, they could only lock him underground.

Years of captivity and constant torment left Xi Jue crippled, his wrists and ankles were full of signs of struggle, the chains even broke his tendons and hamstrings, and the wounds were deep enough to show the bones.

Even so, Xi Jue still thinks about how to escape every day.

Faintly aware of something wrong in the whole space, the weary Xi Jue slowly raised his head, and met the eyes of Yan Ling who was in a state of ecstasy.

Yan Ling stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Still Xi Jue sneered and said, "Child, is there anything to eat?"

Yan Ling shook her head.

"It's really useless." Xi Jue said lazily, "Then you come on, stroke my hair, go up."

Yan Ling stepped forward slowly, just about to reach out and watch the spirit pass through Xi Jue's face.

Can't touch it at all.

Xi Jue let out a "tsk", because he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and the word order was all upside down: "How did you come in, the barrier, and pass through?"

Yan Ling was inexplicably peaceful beside him, and sat there obediently shaking his head: "I don't know."

"Why don't you know?" Xi Jue said angrily, "Then what do you know? Can you take me out?"

Yan Ling still shook her head.

Xi Jue poohed him: "Trash."

Yan Ling didn't want to be scolded for no reason, so she frowned and got up to leave.

Xi Jue was immediately discouraged, and hurriedly said: "Hey, little dwarf, don't go, talk again, and stay with me."

The little man surnamed Yan: "..."

Can this person speak?

"I'm leaving." Yan Ling had a cold face, knowing that this person might be the culprit of his catastrophe, and glared at him, "I'll consider letting you out after I kill Xi Ze."

Xi Jue immediately became amused: "Just you? Killing Xi Ze at the Jindan period? Hahaha, I'm so happy."

Yan Ling: "..."

Yan Ling walked back expressionlessly, kicked Xi Jue's chain hard, and said coldly, "I'll kill you with joy."

After all, let's go.

"Hey!" Xi Jue finally gave up, and said flexibly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, the child is tall and mighty compared to Kuafu, come on, little Kuafu, talk to brother and me again."

Yan Ling frowned, feeling that this person was not good at chatting with others.

Xi Jue was afraid that he would leave, so he humbly asked for advice: "How do you plan to kill Xi Ze, he is in a low state, and it is very difficult to kill. Tell me, maybe I can help you."

Yan Ling frowned: "Aren't you from the Xi family?"

Xi Jue laughed out loud, and the chains rattled with his trembling body.

After just a few words of conversation, he had regained the feeling of speaking before, and said with a smile: "The Xi family treats me like this, do I still want to be foolish, loyal, and filial? Is the tool Xiangwen of the Xi family, and the obedient ghost of the Xi family is dead? How can this be so?" Why? They tortured me so much, so I naturally want to take revenge."

Yan Ling was startled.

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time.

Suddenly, someone whispered: "It's so boring to kill Xi Ze, do you want to kill the entire Xi family?"

The young "Kan Tianyan" and the derivative Xiangwen "Xian Ting Sheng" started a six-year plan on the day of the winter solstice.

Wen Gubai is their sword.

In the beginning, Yan Ling would use his soul to leave the body to find Xi Jue every time, but later perhaps the elders of Xi's family noticed something strange in Tianyan Temple and strengthened their defenses.

Xi Jue simply handed over a sliver of his original Tianyan spiritual power to Yan Ling so that the two could contact each other.

"Call me brother." Xi Jue swished, every time he saw Yan Ling's cold face, he wanted to tease him, and kept making noises in his ears all day long.

Yan Ling's eyes flashed past the ray of origin, and he said angrily: "Can you shut up!?"

Xi Jue laughed loudly: "Who made you give birth at the age of 15? You are so short, so what's wrong with calling me brother? Don't you also call people from Zhuxingzhai very easy?"

Yan Ling said: "Shut up, shut up."

Xi Jue couldn't keep his mouth shut, and said with a smile: "Hey Ling'er, how did I find that person... no, that one, yes, the one standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, looking at you so strangely?"

Yan Ling was stuffing the panacea into his mouth, wanting to eat more to grow taller, so as not to be ridiculed and constantly nagging.

With his mouth full of elixir, he vaguely looked in the direction Xi Jue said, and his eyes suddenly collided with Sheng Jiao's eyes looking at him.

"Strange look?"

"Yeah, he looks like he wants to eat you."

Yan Ling said angrily, "I'm good friends with him."

"Oh." Xi Jue probably has no one to talk to all year round, always pestering Yan Ling to chatter, "But your 'friend' seems to have a deep affection for you."

Yan Ling: "..."

Yan Ling said in horror: "Do you want to listen to what I'm talking about?"

Both of them are big men, besides, Yan Ling is only sixteen years old, and even the female cultivator has never seen it in a fair way, why suddenly there is a big man—or is the saw-mouthed gourd who spends time with him deeply rooted in him?

Xi Jue didn't care about killing or burying him, he hid in Yan Ling's sea of ​​consciousness with a smile on his face, and remained silent.

Yan Ling originally thought that Sheng Jiao and him were just close friends, but Xi Jue said "deep love", which made him feel more strange the more he looked at Sheng Jiao.

"It's narcissistic." Yan Ling patted her cheek and continued to stuff her mouth with the elixir, thinking, "Lord Tiandao doesn't know what love is, even if he likes him, he shouldn't like someone like me, that guy Definitely talking nonsense."

Just as he was thinking, someone suddenly patted him from behind.

Yan Ling was startled and shook his head: "I didn't think about anything!"

"What are you talking about?" Feng Yu leaned over and touched his forehead in doubt, "I thought you were confused, why are you muttering here alone—why are you taking panacea again? , don’t eat it, it won’t grow tall.”

Yan Ling was so angry that she chased and beat him.

Feng Yu ran away with his head in his arms, and seeing that Sheng Jiao was coming to help Yan Ling beat him up, he hurriedly took out a life-saving weapon from his arms - a half-moon-patterned water mirror.

"Hey! Look at my magic weapon!"

Yan Ling rode on him and beat him up, angrily said: "Why, you can still accept me with this mirror?!"

Seeing that it was not easy to use, Feng Yu hurriedly said: "Stop, stop! My father said that this mirror must be handed over to you by hand, so don't hit it... ah!"

Yan Ling went to look at the mirror after typing, thinking that he would see his own face on it, but when his eyes fell on the mirror, he saw a few moon patterns.

At the same time, the gurgling water that appeared in the dream slowly came from the mirror.

Yan Ling froze, her eyes widened in disbelief.

He snatched the water mirror with his hands, without looking at Feng Yu, suddenly Yufeng ran back to the living room.

Yan Ling trembled to caress the water mirror with half-moon patterns, only to see a burst of spiritual power suddenly appear, and the familiar figure turned into streamer and quietly emerged from the mirror, standing in front of Yan Ling.

Yan Yue already looked like a young boy, with a ghostly air all over her body and an indifferent face.

Yan Ling asked in a daze, "Ah Yue?"

Yan Yue looked at him blankly, and seemed to finally recognize him after a while.

But he died once after all, and his soul was shattered. Even though it took him several years to finally cultivate into a physical body that merged with the water mirror, the damage to his soul still made him look different from before.

"Master...Senior brother."

Yan Yue struggled to utter two words, but before she could react, Yan Ling flew over, as if she had found a lost and recovered treasure, and hugged him tightly.

Yan Yue was taken aback for a moment, he seemed to be trying to put on a cute smile, but his face seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't make an expression at all.

His embrace was no longer warm, but had a chilly air that only ghosts and ghosts could have.

But Yan Ling didn't care.

Yan Yue is still living in this world, so Yan Ling finally has a real nostalgia for this world.

Since then, Yan Ling has been looking forward more and more to his identity as Yan Ling after revenge, leaving Zhongzhou with his friends, and going to open a medical clinic anywhere in the northern border.

Then he heard the sound of flowers blooming in Sheng Jiao's heart, which was so beautiful that he was flattered.

He didn't reject it, his instinct was just joy.

After everything came to fruition, Yan Ling shyly added another "Taoist" in his imagination of the beautiful future.

When the matter of the Xi family is over, they can still go to Yanwen Mountain to repair the spirit and rebuild a new cave, and it would be nice to go back to the mountains and forests.

At first, Yan Ling wanted to start the plan after he was promoted to Huanxu Realm, but the Xi family wanted to completely integrate his physiognomy pattern with the heaven and earth veins before "Xi Jue" reached the crown, and obliterate Xi Jue.

As a last resort, the two advanced the plan, planning to do it on the day of Qiqiao and the crown ceremony.

The Qiqiao Festival is approaching.

Rang Chen came here for no reason and told Yan Ling that he would die in the hands of Sheng Jiao in the future.

Looking at Rangchen in disbelief, Yan Ling's fearless expression vanished instantly, and he murmured in a dazed and confused voice, "Is Sheng Jiao going to kill me? But...but we're all going to be married."

Both of them have double cultivated, and Yan Ling has even thought out all the details of the ceremony to be held in Yan Wenshan, just waiting for Qiqiao to pass.

But now, "Guo Tian Ji" told him that his future Taoist partner would kill him because of the Xi family matter?

Rang Chen was stunned by this sentence, but it was no longer the time to dwell on this matter, so he hurriedly gestured: "Yes, you already have a home, no matter what happens in the future, Sheng Jiao... will be with you. You Your life has just begun, do you want to destroy it with your own hands?"

Yan Ling stood there in a daze, his pupils were gloomy, as if he had been persuaded.

Rangchen's movements became more gentle: "Is there anything worth your life, Ah Jue."

It was fine if he didn't say these words, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ling's eyes moved, and the grief-stricken confusion just now seemed to be squeezed out, and it became completely cold and ruthless.

"That's right." Yan Ling said coldly, "They ruined me, so I naturally want them to pay their debts in blood. It's worth paying for my whole life."

Let Chen startled.

Yan Ling left quickly with reddish pupils.

In Rang Chen's eyes, Yan Ling seems to be gradually heading for a wrong road, more and more ominous red is tightly entwining his meridians, dragging him inch by inch into an invisible abyss.

Yan Ling covered his eyes and staggered forward, not wanting to see Rang Chen's sign language.

It was the first time for Chen to question "seeing the secrets of the sky" and let him see the future, but he could only watch to no avail. Is this still a gift from Tianyan?

Was it not a shackle that bound him?

Let Chen's lips move slightly, and for some reason, he made a sound for the first time in eight years.

Stumbling and hoarse, even he himself felt strange.

"Ah Jue, stop."

"Sheng Jiao... will kill you."

Only this sentence can shake Yan Ling.

Yan Ling walked a few steps quickly, and was stunned for a while listening to the unfamiliar voice, then turned her head in horror.

Blood overflowed from Rang Chen's mouth, and his eight-year cultivation was destroyed, but he still told Yan Ling to stop.

Yan Ling looked at Rang Chen who was covered in blood, and suddenly said angrily: "Can you leave me alone?!"

Rang Chen: "Ah Jue, Sheng Jiao..."

"Enough!" Yan Ling almost collapsed, "Please let me go, I don't want to hear, I don't want to hear this sentence..."

Why would you rather lose your cultivation and remind him?

A rotten person like him is not worth letting dust ruin his cultivation.

If Rang Chen hadn't said this sentence, the road ahead would be full of mist, and infinite possibilities would be hidden in the darkness. Even if Yan Ling stumbled and bumped his head, but fortunately, there was still the last ray of hope. pulling him forward.

Let him firmly believe that sooner or later he will be able to leave the fog and walk into the sunshine.

But Rang Chen cleared all the fog, cut off all possibilities, and let Yan Ling see the miserable future at a glance.

—Let him clearly know that it is a dead end.

The two or three friends he fantasizes are harmonious and harmonious, and the same-spirited couples are from Yan and Yingchou, which is just a beautiful illusion.

It shatters when touched.

On the day of Qiqiao, it was raining heavily and thunderous.

Xi Ze, dressed in black, sternly said in the heavy rain: "What the hell did you do?!"

Yan Ling, who was in the God Transformation Realm, was holding the Chunyu sword in his hand, and smiled at him and said, "Father, have you forgotten, I said that back then..."

If you don't kill me today, sooner or later I will make you pay the price.

Xi Ze was clearly in the Void Returning Realm, but at this moment his cultivation seemed to be tightly suppressed, Tianyan Xiangwen couldn't use his full strength at all, and was suppressed and beaten by Yan Ling with the Chunyu Sword.

Yan Ling was merciless in his strikes, and the Chunyu Sword was extremely fierce. Even if he cut a wound, he would use all his strength to penetrate the sword intent that was so ferocious that it could destroy a person's meridians, and he would not die.

In just a moment, Xi Ze was covered in bloodstains, clenching his teeth and knelt on the ground, completely in a state of distress, how could he be so honorable as the master of Shangzhongzhou?

"Don't you...don't want that Yan Yue alive?"

Yan Ling burst out laughing when he heard the words "puchi", he was dressed in a crown and fine clothes, long hair was tied with osmanthus flowers in his hair, the heavy rain drenched him completely, only the osmanthus flower was not stained with half of the water.

"You mean Ah Yue?" Yan Ling squatted beside Xi Ze and said with a smile, "Didn't he be killed by Xi Qingfeng a long time ago?"

Xi Ze's pupils shrank.

"Didn't you always want to know what my spirit-level pattern is?" Yan Ling stretched out a hand to touch his lips, and said softly, "I'll tell you today."

He was too close, Xi Ze's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to cut him off by the sword by surprise.

"Chong-"

It was the sound of the sword being unsheathed, mixed with the dull sound of sharp blades piercing into the body.

Xi Ze's eyes widened suddenly, and he struggled to lower his head, only to see Yan Ling piercing the Chunyu sword into his heart while laughing, the palm of his hand was still holding the Chunyu sword and turning it a little bit, he must smash his heart completely .

"...My phase pattern is called "Ting Xin Yin", and I know all your plans these years. "Even if Xi Ze is about to die, Yan Ling refuses to tell him a half-truth, laughing at Yan Yan and saying, "Do you hate it now?But there is no way. "

Yan Ling drew the sword violently, and Xi Ze staggered and fell to the ground with a plop.

"...You killed my parents, and I slaughtered your entire family, isn't that fair?" Yan Ling looked down at Xi Ze from a high position, his eyes were full of madness and ruthless coldness, and his voice was soft and soft, "No one will I didn't suffer a loss, Master Zhang can forgive me, right?"

Xi Ze's eyes were tearing apart, he stared at Yan Ling, struggling to reach out to grab Yan Ling's robe, a mouthful of blood overflowed from his throat, blocking what he wanted to say.

"I know what you want to say." Yan Ling ignored the resentment and anger on Xi Ze's face, and said softly, "You forgive me, I know."

Xi Ze was so angry that his eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils gradually became dilated.

... quietly lost its vitality.

Yan Ling withdrew his smile, expressionless, and used his spiritual power to completely destroy Xi Ze's soul, leaving him no possibility of returning to his soul or reincarnating.

Afterwards, Yan Ling was stunned by the thunder, and let Xi Jue possess his body.

The entire Xi family was covered in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the light of thunder was as white as paper, and the humming was deafening.

Wen Gubai broke the formation that had trapped Xi Jue for eight years, and Xi Jue finally saw the light of day again, but the meridians in his limbs were broken, and he couldn't walk freely at all.

Some people have seen the movements of Xi's family, people from Xiezhizong will arrive soon.

Wen Gubai didn't want to leave his whereabouts, so he quietly turned into a flying swallow and left.

Yan Ling helped Xi Jue's bony body out of the heavenly and earthly veins that had trapped him for eight years. The heavy rain drenched the two of them, and they looked at each other but laughed indulgently.

"Let's go." Xi Jue wiped away the tears and rain on his face, and said softly, "Find someone..."

Mrs. Zong's voice sounded in his mind, slowly overlapping with Xi Jue's own voice.

"Find a place where no one is around."

"Don't come back."

Yan Ling laughed so hard that her face was full of tears, she raised her hand and took out the Chun Yu Sword and Yan Yue's water mirror, stuffed them into Xi Jue's hands, and said softly, "Ah Yue will take you away."

Xi Jue was taken aback, struggling to reach out and grab Yan Ling, but he couldn't lift his hands at all.

"how about you?"

"The Xi family has been slaughtered. If I disappear, the family who knows "Kan Tianyan" will definitely set up a net to find you, and none of us will be able to escape. "Yan Ling finally brushed back Xi Jue's messy hair, raised a smile, and said softly, "You go to the northern border first, where fish and dragons are mixed, and I will look for you after you hide. "

"People from Xiezhizong know your identity!" Xi Jue said anxiously, "They won't let you go."

Yan Ling pointed at her eyes and said flatly, "They won't kill me."

Xi Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Yan Ling's eyes were the original spiritual power of "Kan Tianyan" he had given before.

"With this, they will think that I have taken your phase pattern as their own, and they will definitely want to get "Kan Tianyan". "Yan Ling made Yan Yue transform into a figure, helped Xi Jue up, pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile, "If I bite to death and don't let go, they will definitely not do anything to me, and..."

He still has a debt to settle with Qu Minglian.

Seeing that Xi Jue was still persuading anxiously, Yan Ling laughed and scolded: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it's really long-winded, let's go."

Yan Yue picked up Xi Jue and turned to look at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling said softly: "It's okay, wait for me to find you."

Without a word of nonsense, Yan Yue quietly disappeared into the darkness with a cursing Xi Jue.

Yan Ling looked at the back of the two leaving, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He staggered and sat on the blood-stained ground, as if the strength that had been holding him up all these years had been exhausted, and he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his hands.

It was still raining.

Yan Lingku sat there for a long time with slack eyes, then suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"Mom, when will the rain stop?"

Everything will happen when the rain stops.

He can see his parents, Ah Yue, he can have fun up and down Yanwen Mountain, and he can sneak out to play.

But why does this rain always stop?

Why is it so hard to get what he wants?

The 17-year-old boy was sitting alone in the sea of ​​blood. He was obviously the ruthless executioner who slaughtered the Xi family, but at this moment, he fell on the ground crying like a child who could not find his home.

"Father, mother..."

It would be great if all of this was a nightmare. The young child suddenly woke up in a dream, and when he opened his eyes, he was still in the small room of Yan Wenshan when he was young.

The surroundings are the same as before.

The rain was pattering.

That night, Qiqiao's pouring rain and Yan Wenshan's gentle falling rain overlapped little by little, resounding in my ears like a sad piano music.

The young Yan Ling stepped on countless moss-covered stone steps step by step. A small sapling once planted had already grown into a towering tree. 14 years passed by in a hurry, and the boy's figure continued to grow taller In the end, he seemed to be urged by countless sufferings to grow into a tall and slender young man.

Yan Jianglan stepped on the last stone steps, and looking up, there was Yan Wenshan in ruins.

Yan Yuhu walked slowly behind him, and silently followed him to look at the former residence.

Yanwen Mountain has been like a day for more than ten years. The water is beautiful and the mountain is bright. Countless thick vines are covered with the ruins, as if all traces of the Yan family's existence here have been completely erased.

Everything passes with time.

Yan Jianglan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings, his pupils shimmered, and he gently opened his lips and whispered.

"Father, mother..."

"I'm going home."