take care of yourself

The disciples of Tianjianzong are still hovering over the former site of Wuliang City, the whole sea has calmed down, and the chaotic spiritual power is not as daunting as it was when Ying Yao first met. The God of Transformation is not here, only a few Nascent Souls are waiting outside leading a team.

Ying Yao went over to greet them, and said, "Did anyone go in? How's it going?"

The Nascent Soul of Tianjianzong shook his head with Ying Yao with a heavy expression, and told him: "The bottom of the sea is not as calm as the surface of the sea. The uncle will lose contact as soon as he goes there. There is nothing we can do. We can only wait for the uncle here. .”

Ying Yao remembered that when He Hu entered the bottom of the sea, he couldn't feel his breath, which meant that there might be something hidden under the water. He hesitated for a moment, and threw a long rope that could extend up to ten miles to the Yuan who was talking to him. Baby, tightened his cuffs and said to him: "I'll go down and have a look. If you feel the long rope trembling, pull it out."

The layer of volcanic mud shell that was originally wrapped outside Wuliang City has been destroyed by the weight of sea water, and there is nothing left. Ying Yao fell on a broken road in Wuliang City without hindrance, and looked up. Following the long rope that came down with me, I found a solid stone and tied it up.

"The magic weapon Ke Li gave is really good," Jiusujian said seriously, "much more reliable than the monk's spiritual sense."

Ying Yao released his spiritual power to form a small bubble, stepped on the bubble like a wheel, and walked forward, holding his breath and not wanting to talk.

The broken Wuliang city was empty, Ying Yao turned around and didn't see anyone, and the two monks who came down later didn't know where they went. He stopped and pondered for a moment, then turned his head and walked towards the city lord's mansion in the center .

The entire Wuliang City was broken into two sections when it fell into the bottom of the sea, so many roads were made uneven by the uneven bottom of the sea and the houses below. Next to the City Lord's Mansion, the air bubbles used to resist the water pressure were cut several times by the spiritual energy hidden in the water on the way, and it took a lot of spiritual power to fill it up. More than half of the power has been used up.

Sure enough, the city lord's mansion was filled with people, head to head and foot to foot across the yard, and their remains were all properly taken care of. It looked a little creepy at first glance.

Ying Yao managed to find a place where he could land and jumped off, walked through the city lord's mansion against the wall for a while, and found He Hu lying in a daze in the corner.

If it weren't for the absence of a dead body in this area, Ying Yao almost thought he was also unlucky.

When he walked over, he deliberately made a little noise to wake up He Hu, and then he sat down with him in the corner where the water flow was gentle, and asked, "Why don't you come out and ask for help?"

"There is a maze outside the city." He Hu fell back to the ground and said with a tired face, "The monks who came down from Tianjianzong and I walked around several times in turn, and finally walked back to Wuliang City. You see Those monk corpses, right? I met them on the road and brought them back."

Now the monks of Tianjianzong are trying to find a way out again, but every half an hour they come back with a dejected face. Ying Yao found that he and He Hu both had two mustard rings on their hands, and the other Meili obviously pretended to be an acquaintance, he pondered for a moment, and asked He Hu in a low voice: "Is Prime Minister Chu there?"

He Hu shook his ring at him, with a gloomy expression on his face, but he still answered Ying Yao: "I found them all."

The sinking of Wuliang City into the bottom of the sea happened suddenly. Although the cultivators in the city were caught off guard, it is impossible for them to not even have the ability to escape, let alone be blocked by mere sea water, but that is the turbulent flow and maze of spiritual power that has not been mixed in the sea water Under the premise of this, now that the two phases are superimposed, no one survives.

Ying Yao understood why Dao did this, but he couldn't let it go easily, and he couldn't easily talk to each other either.

He and He Hu, who had the same thoughts, quietly shrank by the corner for a long time. Knowing that the monks who came back from Tianjianzong cast doubtful eyes on them, Ying Yao cheered up and took them to find him. long rope.

Thanks to the strong and easy-to-use magic weapon of the Immortal, the three of them hung on the rope and were dragged up by the Nascent Soul monks on the sea. Several other sects and relatives who were scattered cultivators in Wuliang City saw Yingyao and the others coming out, ignoring the exhaustion of these cultivators who might slap them away, and scrambled to meet them. Ask about the situation.

Ying Yao told the truth about what he saw, and He Hu added a little more, and then tried his best to persuade them to wait a few days before going down, and he would leave the long rope for them to enter and exit.

Not everyone has the ability to enter and exit the turbulent flow of spiritual power as if it is not easy for a cultivator of the transformation of spirits. The monks with a slightly lower cultivation level may be blown out of the spiritual power of the body protection before they get close to the body, so in two daring After the monk set an example and was blown away for three or four miles, no one proposed to go forward now. Ying Yao lowered his head and sent Zheng Mo a message talisman, asking her to hang up a task of going to Wuliang City to see the rope, and sitting in the rescue Su Jianshang waited for fellow disciples to come over.

The monks of Tianjianzong bid farewell to him half a day later and went back to bury Lin Jin, leaving only two Jindan monks to help Yingyao maintain order and let them do everything by themselves.

He Hu's Wen Yujian was still in his waist, and it seemed that he had no intention of sitting it under his buttocks. After thinking about the reason for a long time, Chong Yingyao snorted and threatened: "If I turn into a human form, I will still be killed by you." Sit under your ass, I'm sure I'm going to fight you."

Ying Yao silently turned it into a spiritual bed board.

He was so angry that the Jiusu Sword was blown up, but without the sword tassel, it behaved well. Its anger, and Ying Yao had no choice but to use his beloved sword tassel to bargain with him: "You have to accompany me!" Let me choose a new sword tassel."

Ying Yao indulged him, and waited with He Hu for two days over Wuliang City before Zheng Mo and the two Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators arrived, and explained how they used the long rope, and then told He Hu how to use the long rope. Hu returned to Jianzong together.

He Hu cultivated in Jianzong for a few days, and went to the Buddhist sect to ask them to help him perform a consecration of Huanxi Buddha. He also found a city where he could not get tired of eating, buying a courtyard and burying the man before going back to his hometown. Go to the outside of Xixue Mountain with Ying Yao.

*Davi: Cremation

The turbulent flow of spiritual power has weakened to the point where the snow bears can resist it. When Yingyao flies in the air, you can see them protecting the cubs under their bellies, leaving the breeding ground and slowly moving towards their hometown.

He stopped and looked over the breeding ground for a while. After the last snow bear crossed the mountain range, the aura belonging to Feng Jian that was everywhere disappeared suddenly. Ying Yao understood that this time Feng Jian had completely left, he murmured Promised to take good care of Chang Jing, and then bowed to Nobody in the World.

The small world of Chuhang was completely buried by the mountains. I don’t know how many snows have fallen these days, covering the mountains and the small world together under the plain white. The traces of Xiaotiandi were found under the rocks over dozens of miles away.

A truncated but still majestic mountain peak pressed against the small world. Only a small part of the magic weapon kept its original appearance under the heavy pressure, and the flesh and blood of the monks were mixed with the earth and rocks. Ying Yao reluctantly dug a hole into the mountain peak , allowing the consciousness to cover the bottom of the entire mountain, but did not find a corpse with a recognizable shape.

He didn't know where Chu Hang and the other monk who crossed the robbery were, and he couldn't collect the corpses of any of them who lived in the small world. This feeling of powerlessness was far better than when Ying Yao knelt on one knee in the cave in Wuliang City. , resentfully punched the ground.

Dao didn't do anything wrong, and most of the monks didn't do anything wrong, they were just trying to survive, but Dao ignored the wishes of the monks and decided the outcome of the Dao dispute for them.

The world of comprehension has not been slowed down for thousands of years, but the recovery ability of mortals is much stronger than that of monks. The strength of the two is very different. I am afraid that we still have to get along with each other. Chu Xiang and Chu Hang have the same ambitions. None of them came true.

Ying Yao buried Chu Xiang in this mountain peak pressing down on the small world, bid farewell to He Hu, who was going to travel, and returned to the Zongmen to accompany Zheng Chuan to drink all night, woke up from a hangover the next day, picked up He has accumulated a whole house of chores, and is another worrying old lady, Jianxiu.

Except for the Jiusu sword which disturbed him every now and then with a new sword tassel he had promised to make for himself.

Jiusujian picked and chose, and finally fell in love with the feel of the cat's tail, then grabbed Ying Yao and sneaked to seventy or eighty places where cats are hired, and with difficulty selected a golden lion cat's tail, rubbing it happily Only when Cheng Jianying hung on the hilt of the sword did he agree to cultivate the human form.

The sword-shaped human form with the sword tassel is indeed not empty, but the color is not right, it is golden, like a sun.

This symbol is easier to recognize than Yingyao himself. Later, when Yingyao was in trouble, as long as he released the human form of the saving sword, it would always scare people away. The habit of changing the color of hair and eyebrows is very convenient.

After more than ten years, the world of comprehension finally calmed down again, no longer need to stare with good eyes. The old mothers and sword cultivators who joined the sword sect returned to Huashan with their families and successfully achieved the goal of walking alone and three times when returning. A feat of four.

The new disciples were having fun all over the mountains and plains under the eyes of Zheng Chuan. Zheng Chuan was sitting in the pavilion, watching them go crazy, while reading the story book. The author's position was written with four flamboyant characters of "family supporter". I found that there were two small characters the size of rice grains on the back, which together read: the sword of the householder.

The householder's sword lay in the shade.

"I said Ayao, when are you going to use the remaining seal of 'this road leads to Xuan'?" it asked, shaking the sword tassel, "I think it has been ashes under the bed for decades. "

Ying Yao sat under the shade of another tree, with a table in front of him, and was writing the last two words on a collection of essays recording the past rise and fall of the cultivation world and the inheritance of Taoism. Hearing the words, he said slowly: "After the ascension, no one chased you and begged you to write a storybook. If you are willing, I will use it tomorrow."