Everyone owes me a favor

Speaking of the past, it has been some years.

When Feng Rugu was twelve or thirteen years old, he liked to go to a place called "Savage Wilderness" to play.

All kinds of fierce beasts and aliens from ancient times, as well as heinous ghosts and monsters were exiled in the "Wild Wilderness". It is a good place to improve sword skills and practice swords.

Correspondingly, in this poor land, there are dangers and dangers everywhere.

Mr. Xiaoyao drew a boundary for him, and he was only allowed to wander around within the boundary to avoid danger.

The master said what he said, and it was up to Feng Ruru whether he listened or not.

He loves freedom very much, and he hates being trapped in one place the most.

Feng Rugu, who had already formed a golden core at the age of 12, was even more arrogant and uninhibited than he was. He took a white satin and wrote four big ink characters "Life and death" on it, tied it around his waist, Wandering around in the barbaric land, quite unaware of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

After he ran so recklessly for a while, he capsized the boat as expected.

One day, as usual, Feng Rugu went on an expedition into the wilderness, entered a deep forest, and felt something strange behind him, looked back, and saw green stars dormant in the darkness, like fireflies, flickering and flickering, the scene was very peaceful and tranquil.

However, the smelly and feisty atmosphere that rushed over made Feng Ruzhi instantly burst into white sweat!

He didn't dare to delay, and immediately pulled out his saber with his left hand, the sword came out like lightning, releasing a snow-white sword aura, and after clearing a passage, he gritted his teeth and ran straight out.

Sure enough, as soon as he moved, the flickering green fluorescent showed its true face.

A dark and vigorous figure came out from the slanting stab, Feng Rugu's thoughts turned sharply, and he raised his sword to block it, only to hear a clang sound, and something bit his sword hard, Feng Rugu felt his wrist was shattered, The long sword fell from his hand!

Demon wolves, hordes of demon wolves jumped out of the dark night one after another, chasing Feng Ru!

The hair of this evil thing is like a steel brush, its roots stand upright, enough to comb the flesh of a person, and it always moves in groups, with a tacit understanding, and it is extremely difficult to deal with, even Chang Boning, whose cultivation base is a line higher than him, is here He would only choose to stay away, and would not touch such bad things lightly.

Although it is life and death, but when it comes to life and death, Feng Ruyu has no intention of accepting this fate.

Before he could retrieve the saber in time, he ran towards the exit of the gate of the wild.

Without the saber, he can no longer control the sword, and his cultivation has not reached the point where he can walk by the wind, so his speed is greatly hindered.

On the way, Feng Rugu tried his best to recall the formula of the technique of shrinking the ground, but failed for a while.

After escaping from the dense forest, there is a vast and gloomy desert. The twilight is gray, the desolation is full of smoke, and the top and bottom are yellow, forming a world of its own.

Feng Ruyuan didn't care to appreciate this magnificent scene, after all, the pack of wolves behind him was already hungry and crazy, and they wanted to carve him up, so they chased him all the way out of the forest and bit him behind, nonstop for a moment.

Feng Rugu ran all the way, paying attention to the situation behind him, then turned his head and found two bluestone monuments standing not far from him, like totems grown freely in the thousands of miles of desert feeling his loneliness.

This pair of sad graves fell side by side in the northwest of the desert, as if they had stood here since ancient times, enjoying the wild days together.

Feng Ruyuan had no intention of disturbing the deceased, raised his sleeve and raised his hand, and slammed a sword energy behind him.

It's a pity that his sword finger has not yet reached the peak of practice, and a single finger only dampens the wolf's spirit a little, and slows down its forward pace for a moment.

Provoked by this, the wolf's body exploded with cold light, and with a shake of his head, several needle-like wolf hairs rubbed against Feng Rugu's head and face, passing by, drawing a little blood on his neck.

Feng Rugu groaned secretly in his heart, and was about to run away when a strange encounter suddenly appeared.

From the tomb on the left side of the pair of graves, a cold human voice came suddenly: "'I wear a real talisman, and I will serve all spirits, ascend the three realms, and go to Hedi City. Be as urgent as a law'."

Feng Ruyuan stopped in his tracks, thinking he had misheard.

But the voice definitely came from the tomb.

Because the person in the tomb quickly opened his mouth again: "If you don't want to die, just recite this tactic, gather the spiritual power at your fingertips, and draw a formation. Do one and five, shake four and eight..."

Feng Ruyuan was chased in a hurry, he didn't care to think about why this person helped him, and why he only spoke but not tried, he obediently obeyed what he said, and hastily drew a talisman in the air.

Once the talisman is formed, the golden light disperses, like a waterfall flowing backward from the sky, flowing straight to the ground.

After the drawing was finished, Feng Rugu vaguely remembered that this formation seemed to be called "The Curse of Ten Thousand Spirits", or "The Curse of All Souls".

There is no shortage of unjust souls in the barren land, not to mention Feng Rugu's life-threatening crisis, he used his spiritual power without reservation, and the effect was remarkable. After getting angry, he became even more insane, arched out from the wasteland, and strangled with the demon wolf.

Feng Rugu is a person who uses the curse, so he will not be harmed by the corpse spirit he summoned. He hides behind the tombstone, looks at the scene of carnage before him, and secretly reflects on his various shortcomings in this hand-to-hand combat. .

After he finished his reflection, the battle was coming to an end.

The demon wolf found that these corpses were painless and did not want to cause more damage, so they snatched away a few bones with rotting flesh, leaving behind a corpse of a companion whose limbs were torn apart, and turned around dissatisfied and fled into the dense forest again .

Feng Ruyuan slapped the hanging talisman away with his palm, and those evil bones who were curiously picking up the remnants of the wolf's severed claws lost their source of spiritual power one after another, and collapsed on the ground, with an unbearable stench.

Feng Ruyuan looked at the tombstone in his arms, and used his spiritual power to quietly seep into the soil to try it out. He concluded that there was no fairy spirit in the tomb.

The speaker was neither a fairy nor a demon, nor a ghost nor a demon, but he was buried under this wild loess, like a strange person who had jumped out of the six circles of reincarnation.

I don't know whether it was the wind and sand that wiped away his inscription, or the person who erected the tombstone didn't want to leave his own information. The tombstone is empty. I don't know what happened before and after this life. .

Feng Ruyuan always had a big heart, and after a few breaths, his shock subsided.

He lifted his robe and knelt on one knee in front of the grave: "Thank you benefactor...for saving my life, senior."

The senior in the tomb is obviously a man of few words, he can't say a word, just let out a low "um".

Feng Rugu opened his eyes from the clasped hands, and tilted his head slightly: "Why did you save me, senior?"

The man in the tomb pondered for a moment, then asked him back: "...the man from Fengling?"

Feng Rugu was surprised, and thought that the sword finger he used just now was indeed the method of Fengling's swordsmanship, so he obediently replied: "Yes."

The person in the tomb asked again: "Is the sword technique passed down through practice?"

"Xingzhi" is the layman's name of Master Xiaoyaojun.

Feng Ruyuan lowered his head, all kinds of love-hate guesses flashed in his heart: "Yes."

The person in the tomb said: "Then it is right to save."

After that, he didn't say a word.

There was silence in front of the grave, as if it had been so quiet from the very beginning, so quiet that it made people suspicious. The fierce battle, dialogue and spells just now were nothing but a dream.

Feng Rugu re-buried the corpse he had awakened, held incense and worshiped several times, thanked him for the crime of shocking the corpse, lit a little of his belongings, and put a bergamot hand filled with strange fragrance in front of his grave, and worshiped reverently A salute.

From then on, whenever he went to the wilderness to practice, he would definitely bring some melons and fruits to worship benefactor.

It's just that the person in the tomb never spoke to him again.

Feng Ruyuan didn't know whether he had left this place, or whether he had been living in the tomb.

If it was the latter, how long had he listened to the wind in the desert, the sound of dripping leaks, and how long would he continue to listen to it?

After Master's ascension, Feng Rugu's spiritual veins were sealed again, so he stopped coming to pay respects, and only occasionally sighed when he thought of it.

Even he himself didn't expect that a person like himself who doesn't practice formations would remember this mantra of the Ten Thousand Spirits Curse so clearly.

……

Since the brother asked about it, Feng Rugu told Chang Boning about the past.

Chang Boning listened very attentively, as if he wanted to remember every word of Feng Rugu and hide it in his heart.

His serious look made Feng Ruyuan amused: "Brother, we're just chatting, you don't have to act like you're being trained in class?"

Chang Boning said: "We haven't talked like this for a long time."

Feng Ruyuan made fun of him: "How long has it been since I left the mountain?"

Chang Boning slightly lowered his brows and eyes: "For more than ten years, you only talked about...that person. You never mentioned a word to me about many things about yourself."

Feng Ruyu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Senior brother, oh senior brother, why are you so childish?"

Chang Boning couldn't hold back his face because of his smile, and couldn't help but want to see his smile.He couldn't tell what kind of strange thoughts this was, so he could only blushed and looked at him intently.

Feng Rugu didn't doubt that he was there, and hooked Chang Boning's shoulder with one arm: "My good senior brother, when everything is over, I'll sleep with you, talk for a whole night, and talk about all my thoughts. Let me tell you, okay?"

Chang Boning nodded, and held the jade bottle full of blood in his palm: "As before, you can rest here, and I will perform the operation."

Feng Ruyuan raised his eyebrows: "Brother, this is my revenge."

"Your hatred is also mine." Chang Boning frowned, "As before, you must not use your spiritual power rashly, and leave everything to me."

Feng Ruyuan's hand on Chang Boning's shoulder tightened.

He inevitably thought of the two and a half flowers that had bloomed on his body.

When he was in Jianchuan, the reason why he concealed the flower blooming was because he didn't want to persist like this anymore.

If it wasn't for the sudden visit of senior brother, if Ruyi hadn't been poisoned by the strange poison, now, Feng Rugu would have broken through Qihua without any scruples and fell into the devil's way.

The person in the tomb he met must have fallen into a maze and couldn't get out by himself, so he would be imprisoned in one place for the rest of his life.

But he is not from the tomb, he is Feng Ru!

When he was imprisoned by Ding You, he still had mountains and rivers in his chest, high banks and deep valleys.

After being rescued by Master and the others, he was left with only a lonely still water running deep.

Over the past ten years, chains have been imposed on him one after another, and one of the chains is named Chang Boning.

The senior brother completely sealed his freedom with the Seven Flower Seal.

And now, Swordsman Tang wanted to smash the lock for him.

Even if he fell into the trap of the Tang swordsman, so what?

It's nothing more than making senior brother sad, it's nothing more than making his years of hard work to protect him go to waste, it's nothing more than making Master Fengling ashamed along with him, and being charged with harboring the evil way.

Thousands of vicious words surged from the tip of his tongue, scrambling to rush out.

"...Then I will be like this all my life?"

"Brother, do you know that you are my lock, I really want to break this lock."

"I don't need you to worry about it. I have already grown up. I can go wherever I like and be whoever I like."

However, the words came to his lips, and finally turned into a lazy coquettish.

Feng Rugu: "Okay, if it doesn't work as before, then everything depends on the senior brother."