take care of yourself

Ying Yao brought Feng Jian's body back to Jianzong and had not spent the night yet. Zheng Chuan had just picked up all the people who went to Wuliang City with him. The magic medicine pill hadn't set off yet, and was taken aback by the speed of Ying Yao's return.

"What's the situation?" Zheng Chuan asked Ying Yao with his mouth, "Have you found anyone?"

Ying Yao shook his head, then nodded again, glanced past Zheng Chuan at the person he picked, and met Chang Jing's wet eyes.

Zheng Chuan understood Ying Yao's unspoken words. He resisted the urge to look back at the long scene, grabbed Ying Yao out of the room, and left behind a magic weapon to isolate the sound. His brows frowned unconsciously, and said softly: "Now we can talk."

Ying Yao handed over the mustard ring containing the coffin to Zheng Chuan, told him what he saw on the Xixue Mountain, and finally said: "I have searched the breeding ground, and it seems that there are seal master uncles everywhere. breath, but could not see his primordial spirit."

He guessed that Feng Jian's Yuanshen took the initiative to scatter in the world to protect the snow bears, but he has no way to say such a thing now, so he can only keep silent about it.

Zheng Chuan whispered, "I will tell Changjing slowly."

He raised his hand and picked up the magic weapon to disperse the spiritual power, put away the mustard ring Ying Yao gave him, tried his best to put on a calm expression, and asked Ying Yao, "Do you still have the strength to go to Wuliang City again? According to what you said In such a scenario, no one I pick will be able to get close to Wuliang City."

"Yes," Ying Yao said without hesitation, "Brother He and I will go together, and he can take me for a ride on the way. Two hours is enough for me to recover."

He and He Hu rushed to Wuliang City early the next morning, just in time for the sunrise on the sea, the new morning light dyed the sea water a layer of blood, making it appear that the huge whirlpool on the sea surface is like a knife that has been grinded through meat, on it The rampant aura also smelled ominous.

The entire Wuliang City has sunk into the bottom of the sea. Ying Yao flew directly above the vortex and looked down. He could still see the exposed roof in the center of the vortex where there was no water. The high-speed rotating aura wind was swept in and lost control of the body.

He Hu was thirty or forty feet above him, and he could no longer descend. Yingyao moved a little away from the eyes of the vortex, removed a wooden board from the barrel he put in the mustard ring, and looked in the right direction to the center of the vortex. Throw.

The plank was immediately twisted into the eye of the wind, turned twice at a speed that Ying Yao couldn't see, was torn into pieces by the aura wind, then mixed into the sea water, and squeezed into slag that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye in the blink of an eye.

Although the monk's body is much stronger than a wooden plank, it is not invincible. Even if he tries his best to get down to the bottom of the sea, he must not have the strength to break free from the whirlpool. Ying Yao dare not take risks. He ascends back to He Hu, waiting for him with some hesitation decision.

He Huxiu was far behind him, and his body was still wounded, so he couldn't go down to take a look, but he stared at the whirlpool in silence for a long time, and said in a very soft voice: "I owe a lot to Huanxi..."

"A hundred miles north of Wuliang City is still on land, so it's enough for Ayao to accompany me here." He Hu said, "I'll go down and have a look. There are two superpowers in the city. If there is a glimmer of life, I'm afraid If you don’t go forward, you won’t have the face to face your old friends in the future.”

Ying Yao didn't stop him, but just took out a handful of life-saving magic pills from the mustard ring and handed them to He Hu. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a seal of "this road leads to mystery", and said with a wry smile: "In the current situation, I don't have anyone else to present this seal to, Brother He, take it, maybe you can save your life in case of trouble."

This dispute about Dao that was interrupted by Da Dao involved almost all the sects with names and surnames. Even if Ying Yao could be called the No. attack.

He has no way to tell others the news that he has the seal of "this road leads to Xuan" in his hand, and then choose a suitable one, because that will inevitably lead to the next dispute. Sword cultivators would like to see it.

He Hu glanced at the "This road leads to Xuan" seal, and then at Ying Yao's expression. After a long time, he still took the seal from him.

Ying Yao stopped exchanging pleasantries, and he and He Hu agreed to meet nearby in half a month, and watched him plunge into the blood-colored sea water.

Wen Yujian turned into a human and followed closely behind him. He Hu's aura swirled in the direction of the vortex and descended rapidly, but disappeared just as it was about to fall on the roof of Wuliang City.

Ying Yao waited quietly for a long time, but he still didn't feel the breath of He Hu reappearing. Instead, the speed of the vortex's rotation gradually weakened, and the pouring seawater completely blocked Wuliang City, making him unable to see anything.

However, the waves in the sea were attenuated, and the aura still showed no signs of peace. Ying Yao looked up at the clear sky above his head, pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingertips tiredly, turned his head and flew towards the direction that Fang Li had entrusted in the jade slip .

A hundred miles to the north of Wuliang City is a mortal village, which has been emptied. Most of the huts were shaken and collapsed by the earthquake caused by the sinking of Wuliang City. The four legs enclosing the site, and the stumps of dead trees used as stools are covered with moss. It is obvious that no one has lived here for a long time.

Ying Yao searched from one hut to another, and finally found the tomb mentioned in Fang Liyu's bamboo slips next to a tea shop next to the village that seemed to be a passer-by.

It was a crude tomb bag with no stele or plaque. If Fang Li's sword hadn't been inserted in front of the tomb, Ying Yao still couldn't believe that this would be his burial place.

He walked to the grave and stood there for a while, not knowing what to say to Fang Li, so he put two jugs of wine beside the sword, stretched out his hand and pulled out his sword.

Fang Li's sword buzzed loudly, not as silent as Feng Jian's. Jiusujian listened for a while, and said to Ying Yao: "Your Grand Master Fang said that he likes to drink the rough tea from the nearby teahouse, so bury him in the That's all right, there's no need to move the place, and don't add any monuments or plaques to block his sight and delay chatting with the tea boss."

Fang Li's tone of voice was similar to that of Jiusujian, Ying Yao couldn't help but smiled slightly, and knelt down in front of the grave.

He held Fang Li's sword in his hand, and the sword spirit twirled slightly on his palm, seeming to look at Fang Li, and said after a while: "I've been soaked in sea water, go back and send me to be repaired." , just put it in the least noticeable corner of Cangjian Pavilion, I'm too tired, I want to rest for thousands of years before going out."

Ying Yao didn't know who forged Fang Li's sword, but he had heard Fang Li talk about the legendary experience of this sword. When it comes to resolving the sorrow of losing the company of a sword repairer, the sword should be more experienced than him, so He remained silent.

Half an hour later, Fang Li's sword flew out of its hand, smashed the spout of a wine pot that should be placed in front of the grave, poured the wine all over himself, made two vague sword cries, and returned to the scabbard Drunk.

"Negative, heartless...?" Jiu Sujian tried to distinguish, "Bastard."

After all, it wasn't his own sword, so he couldn't just throw it into the mustard ring. Ying Yao wrapped it around his back and went back to the place where Wuliang City sank for a while, but he still didn't feel He Hu's breath. For a while, I had no choice but to go back to Jianzong alone.

The news of what happened outside Wuliang City and Xixue Mountain has spread widely, but they haven't dared to go as far as Ying Yao did, and not many people know the reason.

Not long after Ying Yao returned to the sect, before he had time to prepare for the funeral with Zheng Chuan, and did not send any help to find the traces of the remaining teachers, Tian Jianzong sent someone to the gate first.

The one who came was a Huashen Faxiu who had discussed with Ying Yao before, because he heard that Lin Jin had been to the World-Entering Sword Sect a few days ago, and came to ask him about his whereabouts.

"It should be in Wuliang City," Ying Yao replied, "Maybe you can look for it when the aura is not so manic."

He talked about what he saw in Wuliang City without any secrecy, then sent away the Tianjian Sect members, and then went back to work with Zheng Chuan.

In addition to dealing with the matters related to the elders of the masters as soon as possible, there are a lot of things in life.

At present, the monks who can restrain Xiao Xiao and make them dare not bring up the crimes and evils on the stage can almost be convinced that they have fallen outside Wuliang City and Xixue Mountain. Under the banner of acting on behalf of the heavens, the village was in trouble, and the Central Plains was in chaos. Ying Yao only stayed in the sect for three days, and the summons for help almost overwhelmed him.

Ying Yao took the time to reconstruct these summons one by one, and concluded who is messing around in the Central Plains right now.

One is the person who thinks that the Sword-holding Pavilion has become a decoration, and before the next big boss comes out to take care of things, first do the things that he usually wants to do but can’t do, and the other is the monk who is already practicing a little evil. Taking advantage of the chaos, I let myself fly.

If the former has no blood debts in hand, they can be honest for a while after being intimidated, but if they kill innocent people indiscriminately, or even sacrifice a whole city alive in a frenzy, they can no longer be released or their lives cannot be kept.

Under such circumstances, it is not good to enter the world of Jianzong and then close the mountain. Ying Yao clearly explained to Zheng Chuan what he had summed up. Zheng Chuan and him sat opposite each other in silence for half the night. A freehand map was drawn on the stone platform, marking the places that Ying Yao knew had already caused chaos.

"It's time to ask the disciples to go out to the mountains to experience it," Zheng Chuan said in a low voice, "The Dao has been overturned, and you can't be alone."

Although this is a breach of promise, if the sword sect who entered the world continues to close the mountain, it will damage the disciples of the sect, but there is no need to spread the post to inform everyone.

Ying Yao lacked skills, and no matter how high his cultivation base was, he could not manage the entire Central Plains. He asked for information from several sects that had been in business for a long time, and the Law Enforcement Pavilion that was in a storm because of the missing backer. According to the degree of urgency, the distance Divide the things that need to be dealt with into more detailed tasks, and hang them out for fellow students to choose at their discretion.

Half a month after finishing all this, when it came time for him and He Hu to meet each other, Ying Yao temporarily put down his work and took a trip to Wuliang City.