take care of yourself

The appearance of the sword cultivator is of course excellent, but the most alluring thing is his temperament. Most of the time he is like a sharp but hidden sword, and only a few times he shows his sharpness, revealing a bit of cold breath that has seen blood.

Zhuo Yuan was a little dizzy on the top of the mountain, he climbed to the wall of the crystal house, trembling for the approaching sky, and traced Ying Yao's eyebrows and eyes through the transparent barrier.

The arc of Ying Yao's lips slowly retracted, and he returned to the expressionless sword repairer.

"It's your fault," he mouthed. "You've got to pay for the way you've chosen."

Zhuo Yuanshan's Taoism has been changed several times. If what he said the last time he discussed Taoism with Ying Yao was true, then he changed his "non-self" Tao from pure ruthless Tao to nondescript one. A way that is neither heartless nor sentimental.

Ying Yao could still feel the oppression of the sky surrounding him in the crystal house, but he definitely didn't have such a trembling or even fearful feeling as Zhuo Yuanshan showed. I attributed the reason to the difference between my own and the way of practicing the outside world.

And it is.

Zhuo Yuanshan's fingers rested on Ying Yao's lips, and he looked at the expressionless Jianxiu in the crystal room, forcing himself to ignore the sarcasm in his words, trying his best to calm down from the terrible oppressive feeling, and judge Ying Yao You are right.

Those unusually powerful, cold, emotionless, and supercilious auras he felt did come from the "not-self" way he conjectured. If he was still the monk who pursued the Dao by unscrupulous means, he would have been overjoyed to feel such auras, no matter how painful he felt. It is unbearable to grit his teeth and get up to practice, so it is not a waste of such an opportunity, but now he is at a time of doubt, there is an omission in his Taoism, and he is almost overwhelmed by this opportunity.

Seeing him stunned, Ying Yao took his gaze away from Zhuo Yuanshan, and began to doubt the identity of the owner of the secret realm again by not being able to help.

If it is said that the master of the secret realm had three points before seeing the sky curtain, it may be left by the power of the ancient ascension, but after seeing the sky curtain where people can feel the Tao differently from person to person, these three points may not be restored. Existence, the only remaining secret place here is the place where the ascended monk left from the upper realm for a reason he didn't know at this time.

Ying Yao looked at the approaching sky and fell into thought. Zhuo Yuanshan outside the crystal house raised his hand to wipe the blood from his ears, and then sat down on the back of Dapeng with no strength.

He was still dizzy, he understood what gave him such a huge sense of oppression but it didn't bring him any improvement, Zhuo Yuanshan only felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken once, stuck to him only with a little stickiness At the same time, every place is so painful that people can't breathe.

A new question came to his mind: Why should I cultivate such a way?Look at Yao, he is fine.

This question almost occupied Zhuo Yuanshan's entire thoughts as soon as it arose. He raised his head and looked at Ying Yao with difficulty, while Jianxiu frowned slightly, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Zhuo Yuanshan looked at him for a while, a little lax consciousness prevented him from concentrating on thinking about the present situation, and after a while he couldn't help but think about the past.

When he first saw Ying Yao, he was like a sharp blade that was casually wrapped in old cowhide covered with dust and full of small scars. Although the shape was beautiful and moving, it was so hard that it was hard for people to talk about it. Yi Ge Na knew what he would look like after he was wiped clean, polished and polished, and he would not deliberately spare the life of the sword cultivator, counting him as one of his treasures.

Later, he cleaned the sword, and liked it more and more, so he simply took it with him, trying to make him look like he liked, but he didn't expect to get too close and cut his hand with the sharp blade, and he still couldn't forget it.

But at this time, under the heavy pressure of the sky, when he was crushed by the breath of Tao that he once yearned for, Zhuo Yuanshan suddenly thought: Do I love him too much?

He felt that he had forgotten the original intention of using him to cross the Love Tribulation, or maybe it was because he was in the Love Tribulation, Zhuo Yuanshan recalled what he did after leaving Xixue Mountain, and couldn't help but feel cold all over his body.

He came back to his senses suddenly, the sky was already close at hand.

The next moment he tried his best not to close his eyes and look up. The roc passed through an invisible diaphragm as if it had emerged from the water, then turned upside down suddenly, and fell straight to the direction that should be the sky. .

Ying Yao's crystal house was reversed in mid-air, he followed the crystal house several times, reached out and grabbed the transparent chair set on the floor, and hit the floor with his shoulder, barely stopped the crystal house from rolling, and was beaten by his own whip It took a while for Zhuo Yuanshan, who was tied to the crystal house, to regain his composure, and forcibly squeezed the Wind Control Art to chase Dapeng.

This is not an easy task, Dapeng's world seems to be upside down, but their world is still normal, Zhuo Yuanshan can't catch up with the falling Dapeng even with all his strength, his whip was stretched straight, Make an overwhelmed creaking sound.

In order not to let Yujian float in the crystal room with too much effort, Ying Yao helped him share part of the strength by supporting the roof with his hands, while looking down at the place where they flew out.

Although they are a little bigger, to be honest, it seems that the place where they struggled for a long time before breaking free now looks like a bubble coming out of the fish's mouth, the diaphragm that makes Zhuo Yuanshan unable to breathe It will break if you poke it up, and it is slowly shrinking.

Ying Yao realized that it was an illusion. Although he was completely unaware of when he was dragged into the illusion, Kunpeng was probably the key to help them escape from the illusion, or to enter the next illusion.

Maybe the whole test was carried out in an illusion, Ying Yao collected his thoughts, and was about to sort out what he saw along the way that went against common sense, when he suddenly heard a clear bird song.

There were some blue birds flying with it beside the roc. These birds were covered with blue feathers, and their tail feathers were almost longer than their bodies. They flew gracefully, and their delicate crest feathers shook slightly, as if they were talking to each other.

Zhuo Yuanshan didn't think about the problem of love for the time being. He hadn't recovered from the squeeze of the sky. When the spiritual power circulated in the meridians, it was like a bone-scraping knife. His throat was full of blood, and all the strength in his body They were all used in the urge to move the Yufeng Jue, and my mind was numb.

He didn't wake up until the birds chirped in clusters. He looked up and found a key hanging on the paw of one of the blue birds flying towards him.

Zhuo Yuanshan was refreshed, and immediately turned his head and looked at Ying Yao. Ying Yao freed one hand to show that he could withstand the weight of the crystal house without falling, so he put away the long whip around the crystal house, Yufeng caught up with the birds and tried to wrap the whip around the blue bird's claws.