Everyone owes me a favor

After handing over Feng Rugu to Chang Boning's care, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu went to prepare medicines and refreshments for health.

The elixir made by Jian Chuan is considered a masterpiece in the Taoist sect. When Luo Fuchun was trying to ask for a few more pills from the boy, Sang Luo, who was following behind him, tugged at the corner of his clothes for a long time while holding the medicinal meal.

He called softly, "Brother?"

Luo Fuchun looked back, and was surprised to find that inside the glazed cup held by Sang Luojiu, the medicinal liquid was spreading outwards in a ripple shape, as if a hundred-foot giant was walking nearby, causing the water to sway.

The remaining disciples in Jianchuan all left their sects, looked up at the sky, and all of them stared blankly.

Two heaven-reaching sword intents intertwined and came out from the Chuanzhong guest house, and went straight to the sky.

In the mighty Qingming, one sword is shaped like a long whale with white teeth, and its spirit is like a collapsed snow mountain; Xuemo, but only for a moment, the long whale is still jumping, listening to the hooves, for a moment, the surrounding sinking water boils, and half of it rises to the sky, turning into a vast spiritual mist, like silk and thread, swirling around the sword, like The Yellow River falls into the sky, and the sky flows into waterfalls.

A disciple of Qingshuangmen hurriedly went to look for Yan Wufu: "The master... this, this, is very good, how did the two distinguished guests fight?"

Yan Wufu leaned on his staff and sword, with a calm expression: "Boy, stop yelling and open your eyes. How can this be a fight?"

Facing his disciple's shocked face, he tapped the ground with his cane: "...It's just an ordinary sword test."

When Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu arrived after hearing the sound, Ruyi and Chang Boning had already tried their swords.

Chang Boning's cultivation was only one step away from the Void Returning Realm, but what he didn't expect was that, in terms of sword alone, Ruyi could be evenly divided with Chang Boning.

The phantoms of the long whale and the truth fade away, only the remaining flowers and leaves swirl and fall, and the ghost shadows disappear. Only the rustling bamboo leaves in the sky are stirred by the residual sword wind, fluttering in the air, refusing to fall.

As soon as the sword is put into the sheath, the monk's robe is blown by the wind containing bamboo leaves, and it is faintly visible that a corner is missing from the hem.

He respectfully said: "Father, is this the Tasha sword technique?"

When Yifu was practicing swordsmanship, he never told Ruyi the name of the swordsmanship he used.

Chang Boning retracted his sword and turned around, leaning slightly, his clothes were flying with the wind, quite fairy-like, but the end of the clothes was also cut off by "the appearance of all living beings": "There is no great success."

When Luo Fuchun heard this, he couldn't help feeling deeply regretful.

He has been in the mountains for many years, but he has never seen the swordplay of Tasha, let alone the swordplay of Guixu.

These two young Shuangbi from the Daoist sword world, since the catastrophe ten years ago, both abandoned their swords by coincidence, one was obsessed with growing flowers, and the other was lazy all day long.

The two masters of swordsmanship, who were invincible at one time, have disappeared without a trace, and their demeanor is hard to see.

Every time Luo Fuchun thinks about this, Luo Fuchun wonders, what happened in the world that year, can make a group of people change their minds to such a degree?

But Sang Luojiu was not as interested in the competition between the two as Luo Fuchun.

He held a jade bottle of medicine for nourishing the body, looked to one side, and murmured: "...Master."

Ruyi and Chang Boning turned their heads at the same time.

Feng Rugu didn't know when to put on his clothes, kneeling by the window, with his arms resting by the window, poking his head and smiling, watching the two discussing each other.

After Ruyi regained his senses, he thought of the fighting spirit in his chest that needed to be forcibly restrained when he tried the sword with his adoptive father just now, and he couldn't figure out where his faint hostility towards his adoptive father came from.

After taking a look at Feng Rugu, Ruyi's heart skipped a beat, as if he was about to come up with an answer.

But he instinctively felt that he should avoid that answer.

So he immediately looked away, pretending not to see.

Seeing Feng Ruyuan get up, Chang Boning hurried forward a few steps, rushed to the window, stood in front of him, and said angrily, "Aren't you afraid of the wind?"

As he said that, he carefully picked up half of the bamboo leaves that fell from Feng Rugu's hair.

This piece of bamboo leaf was cut off by him, and the sword energy of Tangdi sword still remained on it.

Feng Rugu raised his face and said with a smile: "Senior brother and Xiao Hongchen are having such a lively fight outside, yet they still want to not show Rugu, how petty it is."

Chang Boning had nothing to do with him, so he had to half push and half hug him in through the window, like hugging a cat trying to escape out of the window to play: "You."

Seeing that the two of them were so familiar with each and every move, such as bitter bitterness in one mouthful, the double loss made him only clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, without saying a word.

... "No big success"?

The adoptive father ten years ago would never have said such a thing.

He is young and has a great talent. The word "self-effacing" has never been written for people like him.

The adoptive father is Yunbiao Immortal, a romantic figure of "Tianjiao distribution and madness", what he loves most is to show off his own sword skills, relying on his sword skills, he is mad and rebellious.

"In terms of aptitude on the sword, after my teacher, I am the one."

"Why is the blue sky high and the yellow ground thick?"

"I am the sky beyond the sky, the peak of the ultimate peak."

This is wild talk, drunk talk, but it is also the truth.

If you think about it, after ten years of being the master of Fengling, has his heart been damaged like this?

As for the other layer of loss, Ruyi didn't know where it came from, so he simply ignored it for the time being.

But until he walked to a secluded place, he didn't realize that he couldn't restrain himself from raising his hand repeatedly to caress the lips that had been kissed by Feng Ruyuan, only to feel that the place was hot and faintly sweet.

Instructing Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu to fetch cold water and apply Feng Ruyu's forehead, Chang Boning entered the room, closed the door, and confirmed from the half-open window that Ruyi had left, he let out a long breath, patted his chest, He looked very nervous.

...he is not good at deceiving people after all.

Feng Ruzhi, who was re-wrapped in the quilt, lazily praised: "Senior brother is good at swordsmanship."

"You told me to hide it from him, so I'll keep it secret." Chang Boning sat down on the side of the bed, his cheeks flushed slightly, "Fortunately, Tasha and Guixu have the same sword, and the true appearance of Tasha's swordsmanship comes from the same source. Before you appeared in the world, I saw you dance the Guixu swordsmanship again... Is there a six-point image of what you learned just now?"

"Senior brother, it's not good to be too modest." Feng Rugu was also a little curious, "Senior brother, how did you learn the Guixu swordsmanship so well?"

"Looking at it, thinking about it, it's like this." Chang Boning also showed a gentle and helpless look of distress, and some wanted to touch the small mole on the tip of Feng Ruzhi's nose, but his fingertips just came out of his sleeves, but Feeling that Yu Li was not suitable, he immediately withdrew his hand, "...I don't know why."

As he said that, Chang Boning became worried again, and asked, "Is it really similar?"

Feng Ruyu: "Eight points."

Chang Boning: "That's not enough."

"A five-point portrait is enough." Feng Rugu put his chin on the back of his hand, closed his eyes and said relaxedly, "Little Hongchen hates me and doesn't want me to be his adoptive father. Just a little evidence is enough to convince him. "

"Nonsense." Chang Boning straightened his broken hair for him, and said softly, "I don't think he hates you, maybe it's just that he has a stubborn temper and doesn't know how to say what he thinks in his heart."

Feng Rugu laughed at him: "Senior brother sees the world as pure, there isn't even a single bad person."

Hearing his tone, Chang Boning knew that he was exhausted and in urgent need of rest.

After being out of the mountain for so long, Feng Rugu almost never took a break.

Chang Boning softly coaxed Feng Ruyu to sleep, his words were half comforting and half serious: "The bad guys have been killed by senior brother. Sleep peacefully as before."

Feng Rugu clicked his tongue twice: "Mr. Duan Rong's words, if someone else hears them, their jaws will drop in shock."

Chang Boning patted him on the shoulder: "Senior brother seldom goes out, so I don't care what others think of me. For senior brother, the same old is the same, there is only one old one in the world, you think others don't like you, it's them I don't know how good you are when I see you through my eyes."

Hearing this, Feng Ruyu gave a low laugh, and slowly slipped his hand hidden under the quilt to his waist, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, he finally pursed his lips, showing a heartless smile, and said, "Senior Brother , I said one thing, don't be angry. In fact, I..."

"...Is Lord Yunzhong here?"

Outside the door, Haijing's timid voice interrupted Feng Ruzhi's words.

If his disciple disturbed him at such a time, Feng Rugu might just say "get lost" and throw it away.

But since he is Ruyi's little nephew, Feng Rugu's attitude is much gentler: "I'm still breathing."

Haijing pushed the door open and entered, first bowed to Chang Boning: "Mr. Duanrong." Then said, "Mr. Yunzhong, there are people outside Jianchuan asking to see you."

Chang Boning intentionally stopped him: "As usual, you are physically inconvenient, even if you have something important to see, you have to go inside to see each other."

"Maybe it's a little inconvenient..." Hai Jing looked embarrassed, and after hesitating to speak, he took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from his bosom, and handed it to Feng Rugu: "Look at this, and you'll know who it is." gone."

...It was the love test jade that Feng Ruyu gave to Thirty-four a few days ago.

Is thirty-four here?

Seeing that Feng Rugu really wanted to go to the ground after seeing the token, Chang Boning wanted to stop him: "Your health hasn't improved, you still have a fever, don't move rashly."

Feng Rugu said: "After taking the medicine, your energy will be better. Senior brother, you don't have to come, ask Fu Chun and the others to make tea for you to moisten your throat. Although the sinking water is cold, making tea is a must."

"But you..."

Feng Rugu got up and got dressed: "I'm not a mortal. I'm Lord Yunzhong. It's just that I fell into the cold water, had a fever and was bedridden, making people laugh....Brother, where is my belt?"

Chang Boning took his ethereal belt and put it on for him: "But you are no longer what you used to be..."

"Brother." Feng Rugu interrupted what Chang Boning was about to say, "I must be."

"As before!" Chang Boning was anxious and heartbroken, the belt on his hand couldn't help tightening, and Feng Rugu's already thin waistline was stretched forward, "Are you so disrespectful to yourself? You Crazy, how long will you be crazy?"

Feng Rugu tied his long hair up high and looked around for a headband. Hearing this, he wrapped his hands around his hair, thought for a moment, smiled at Yan Yan and said, "Of course he's crazy to death."

Chang Boning turned his head, feeling pity in his heart.

Human life is like a tree full of flowers, everyone looks forward to its splendid life, but it is not allowed to fall with the wind, fall to pieces and die.

If it's a hero, it's best to live a lifetime; if it's a beauty, it's best to die early.

Feng Rugu was young and talented, and there were many people who were jealous of him. Now that he has fallen into the mundane world, all his spiritual power is sealed in his body, almost like a useless person.

If this news is known by people in the Taoist sect, there will be those who regret it, and there will be no shortage of those who gloat.

And as before, the countless enemies formed in the demonic way in the past will surely come like flies.

At that time, he will spend his entire life huddled in Fengling Mountain, relying on others, and receiving pity from others.

However, this was actually the best ending for him.

Once the Seven Flower Seal is completely destroyed, and the demonic energy entangled with spiritual power is completely out of check and balance, then the only way is to fall into the demon as before.

At that time, Fengling will still be able to protect him for the rest of his life, but the Xiaodaomen, who have long been ready to move and have great ambitions, are afraid that they will take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, and will no longer regard Fengling as the standard of righteousness, and even raise the banner of anti-demonism to force Fengling The next thousand disciples on the mountain broke away from Taoism.

If this is the case, as the current mountain owner of Fengling...

Feng Ruyuan couldn't find the hair tie, so he simply didn't tie it up.

When going out, he bumped into Luo Fuchun who was carrying ice water and a towel.

Luo Fuchun couldn't stop him, seeing Feng Rugu striding away, he was surprised to Chang Boning: "Master, where is Master going?"

Chang Boning replied obediently: "Someone is looking for him."

When Luo Fuchun heard this, he stamped anxiously: "Master! You don't care about Master?"

Chang Boning was taken aback: "I...?"

Luo Fuchun has always been fast-talking, and seeing Feng Rugu fall into the water twice when the bridge was broken, he was very frightened and under a lot of pressure, he simply released it to the good-tempered Chang Boning: "You have been manipulating Master all these years, I spoil him so much that he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't care about himself at all. Luojiu and I are his apprentices, and we are bound by the rules of kings, relatives and teachers. We can't do anything to him, but you, uncle..."

Chang Boning smiled apologetically: "But I can't give him more, freedom is the best thing I can give."

Seeing that Luo Fuchun was at a loss for words for a while, Chang Boning stood up with the door supported, looking at the back of Feng Ruyuan who was wearing Taoist uniform from afar, he had an idea in his mind.

In Chang Boning's view, the so-called freedom is nothing more than staying at home, watching him go, watching him come back, letting him do whatever he wants.

He's tired, tired, and here he is, where he can have a home to rest in.

If this family can no longer protect him in the future...

Master handed over Fengling to himself, and never hoped that Fengling would perish in his hands.

Fortunately, Junior Sister Yan still doesn't know what happened back then.

When it really came to an irreparable time, he would thank the Taoist ancestor for concealing the crime, and then hand over Fengling to his junior sister to take care of him, and leave Fengling with him, and walk through the world that he has never experienced.

Accompanied as before, it will not be an escape, but a journey.

……

The Broken Bridge was originally forged by powerful mana, someone took advantage of it and buried it with the spiritual power of another family. It was detonated just now, and now the body of the bridge has been infused with spirit by the disciples of the Cyan Frost Sect, barely repairing it.

Above the sinking water, there is still chaotic ice ups and downs, shining in the sunlight, and the chaos at the time of the incident can be vaguely seen.

As soon as Feng Rugu crossed the ice bridge and met Thirty Four face to face, Thirty Four lifted the green fence covering his face and said solemnly: "...something happened."

Knowing that Thirty-four suddenly came to Jianchuan to look for him, and not through Jing Sanchai's letter, Feng Ruyuan had already guessed that Thirty-four had something important to do, so he wasn't too surprised: "...Is it from the Unworldly Clan?"

Thirty-four: "After I finished what you told me, I returned to the main altar and issued the Order of the Sea of ​​Clouds to order the disciples to return. Under inspection, a total of three disciples disappeared. I checked in turn and found that the three disciples were the last The place where it appeared happened to be the place where several Taoist priests from your Taoist sect died."

Feng Ruyu: "Why did you disappear, can you find out?"

"It stands to reason that most of the members of the Bushi sect follow their families, and if there are family members staying in the main altar, they are unlikely to defect easily." Thirty-four said, "I sent people to search, and the bodies of two disciples have been recovered. The first The three... are no longer corpses, only bones."

Thirty-four did not detail the tragic situation when the body was found, but Feng Ruyuan could imagine the scene.

A living person, only if he is injured by a cruel and poisonous spell, will he be corroded to the point where there are only bones left, blood dripping, and tendons scorched to the point where the red is mixed with silver.

Thirty-four said: "'He' already knows about this matter. 'He' wants to see you."

Feng Rugu's expression suddenly changed: "...Lin Xuejing?"

Thirty-four looked into his eyes: "Yes."

"... Has it really reached this point?"

Thirty-four: "He once said that I will take care of all the affairs of the World Gate, but if there is a time when he has to do it, he will appear in the world. At that time, he will ask you to pay back what he owed him in the 'Leaving World' Favor."

Feng Ruyuan put his hands on his back waist, and used his fingertips to draw the wound, as well as the red lotus petals.

In the past, Lin Xuejing had rescued him and all his fellow Taoists.

From the first day he got acquainted with him, Feng Rugu knew that he had a wish to be famous in the world.

Being out of the world is the means by which he gets to know the world.

Today, three disciples of the Unshielded Sect have been murdered in a row. The methods are cruel, and they must be targeted by powerful characters. At this difficult time, it is time for Feng Ruyu to try to help...

But his flower has opened two and a half.

Even if he is healed by his senior brother this time, he still has to use his spiritual power to deal with such an opponent.

... Tang Swordsman first tempted Lian Ruxin to attack him, then forced him to fall into the sinking water, and used Guixu swordsmanship to save himself. Fourth, to discover the disappearance and death of the disciple of the Unworldly Sect, isn't it for the purpose of making him use his spiritual power many times, finally breaking the seven flower seal completely and falling into the devil's way?

Why does he have to dance with him?

Feng Rugu thought of Chang Boning who was still waiting for him in Jianchuan, and thought of Ruyi, who was jealous of demons, he lowered his hands and said, "Sorry, it can't be now."

After all, he turned to leave.

Thirty-four said behind him: "The murderer's method is very special, he is a member of the blood sect of the devil way. You may know it."

Feng Ruyuan stopped in his tracks.

Thirty-four said the man's name: "Ding You."

Feng Rugu was shocked, and raised his hand to caress his right eye, which was slightly lighter in color than the left eye. His voice remained unchanged, and he even smiled a little: "...he's not dead yet."

Ding You, the mastermind of the Lost World Calamity.

He was the chief culprit for the disappearance of "Bamboo Gentleman" Han Jing, serious injury of Jing Sanchai, and heavy casualties for all the Taoists.

To deal with Feng Ruyu himself, Tang Dao Ke still used blatant conspiracy.

Yu Gong, Ding You, is a devil who everyone can get and kill.

Yu Shi, the person with whom you have a deep hatred is right in front of you, and you still have to repay favors for the Unworldly Clan.

So, how will you, Feng Ruru, choose?

To this, Feng Ruru gave his answer.

He turned around and faced Thirty Four directly: "Where were the bodies found?"

Thirty-four answered: "Qinggang, ghost town, Rugao."

Feng Rugu flicked his sleeves: "Uncle Thirty-four, three days later, I will meet you at Qinggang."