MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 99

Cheng Qian carefully guarded Yan Zhengming's face, explaining: "I have a sense of this matter, I will not go deep into the mystery, and I will not touch anything in it. I just want to look for the trace of the soul-stealing lamp ..."

Yan Zhengming slowly interrupted him: "Master Tong Ru said that he would not be able to retreat all over the place when he went there. You now feel better than him, and you can almost go to heaven, right?"

Cheng Qian: "..."

Yan Zhengming: "There is that Tang Yan, who was a man when he went, and turned back to be a ghost after a hundred years. Do you think you are more cautious and more knowledgeable than him, right?"

Cheng Qian said with a headache: "Brother, just talk about it, don't be so yin and yang."

"Oh okay," Yan Zhengming stopped the yin and yang strangeness, and decisively said, "That won't work."

Cheng Qian didn't talk to him, but just shut up and waited in silence.

Million grudges and sacrificial spirit stones, in the final analysis, are caused by Tongru.

Later, for many years, Jiang Peng secretly refined the soul-eating lamp was a famous disciple.

After making the blood oath, after catching the soul-stealing lamp, Han Yuan, who is a lifelong guardian of southern Xinjiang, is also a disciple of Fuyao.

For the next three generations, they could not get rid of the relationship, and they could not stay out of reason.

These things do not have to hang in the car, and Yan Zhengming naturally counts.

Sure enough, after a moment, Yan Zheng stood up hummingly, and the donkey revolved around the house like a few laps, complaining: "I knew this martial art was so troublesome that when I died, I should not have taken Master's from you Headprint. "

Cheng Qian knew that the tone in his heart had been turned, and he let his breath go bad without saying a word.

When Yan Zhengming saw that no one accepted the call, he took the initiative to ask for something: "Are you dumb? Talk!"

"I ... uh," Cheng Qian thought for a while, and asked, "would you like to warm your bed today?"

Yan Zhengming listened to the violent thunder and said, "I'm telling you the business, what mess are you thinking? What is the system!"

Seeing his reaction, Cheng Qian felt like he was a disciple who had just teased a good family woman, and his nose was embarrassed.

Yan Zhengming: "Go, go!"

Cheng silently went out.

"Stop," Yan Zhengming was so annoyed that he was incompetent. He annoyed for a while between face and benefit, and then categorically avoided evasion, and said shamelessly, "Who let you roll out?"

Cheng Qian: "..."

Rao is asking for the head brother, and he feels that the goods are too bad to serve.

"No, but I'm going with you." Yan Zhengming coughed slightly, and said slightly, "Some days later Han Yuan will go south with their group of people at Baihu Shanzhuang, puddles of Li Yun ... and yours is cheap The apprentice stayed home. "

"Inappropriate," Cheng Qiandao said, "what you want is a stone on Fuyao Mountain. You really have gone. Brother Er, they may not be able to hold it."

Yan Zhengming frowned for a moment, and said, "Then re-clog the mountain and let Li Yan take a trip on behalf of the martial arts with those demon devil, and we're here."

Cheng Qian was thinking about the unknown problems left in his soul, and he hadn't dared to speak with Yan Zhengming yet. He wanted to act alone, and also had considerations in this regard. The after-effects caused by the painting of the soul on Han Yuan a hundred years ago were too terrible. He was bitten by a snake, and he was afraid of well ropes for ten years, and he especially tabooed these spells. .

Cheng Qian thought for a while and made excuses around the bend: "This one has to be discussed in the long run. The blood oath was initiated by Shang Wannian, and now he is dead. The new owner of Baihushanzhuang does not know who his surname is, although there is a blood oath in hand However, those disciples may not be able to control Han Yuan, and Xu Xu went away again. Besides, if you look at him, you know that his cultivation has been stagnant. I am afraid that it has not been a few years. Now there is no one in the Central Plains who speaks heavily. In this kind of chaos, you have to close the mountain and go north with me, maybe ... "

Yan Zhengming stared at him silently.

Cheng Qian said calmly: "Maybe even if I have no opinion, others may not be willing."

"Cheng Qian," Yan Zhengming sneered, "don't think that you're thinking through clothes and human skin."

Cheng Qian: "..."

His good words and patience finally came to an end, frowning: "I'm just a leg, are you going to stick me all my life?"

"That's right," Yan Zhengming said, "I just want to put you under house arrest on Fuyao Mountain for a lifetime. What else do you want to say? 'When there are winds in prison', right? Yes, you can wind in prisons, you can't— —Well, that's what I think. Do you regret it now? "

Cheng Qian and he were noisy and upright. He knew the traits of being unreasonable and embarrassed. He was annoyed and was about to speak, but suddenly found that Yan Zhengming's lips were trembling slightly, and almost no blood was visible. He There was pain buried deep in the rapid sound, and it was vaguely old scars, hidden secretly at the bottom.

Cheng Qian talked to his mouth and suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

He couldn't help but hold his hand that had hidden Qian Qiankun, thinking, "Can I believe this thing?"

Cheng Qian was silent for too long, making Yan Zhengming almost scared.

The words came out without thinking, Yan Zhengming himself could not tell whether it was true or angry, but it did not prevent him from regretting it. At this moment, his mind was blank and he couldn't figure out how to get it back. come to me……"

"Okay." Cheng Qian suddenly said, "You really want to follow, just go together, but I'm afraid to go back quickly."

Yan Zhengming stared at him dumbly, yet he had not returned.

Cheng Qian's anger was completely vented, and he sighed, beckoning with contempt, beckoning: "Okay, don't hold your arms, come here."

The violent and biting Yan head was completely surrendered, and followed him into the inner room with a low eyebrow.

The next day, Yan Zhengming refreshedly announced his "sloppy" decision, but it was bitter for Li Wei.

Li Yan didn't realize that he had just closed his eyes, and so many things happened. He was almost overwhelmed by the stories that he could write together.

He stared blankly at his head brother, "So?"

Yan Zhengming said: "You take the year with the puddle, look at Han Yuan for me, and take a trip with them, we will come back to meet you with you up to ten days and a half."

Li Ye sneered: "Yes, I want to take my apprentice, look at the child, deter a ruthless master who can't be beaten, but also have a good face, and I must be able to get rid of the demon-killing thing--brother, please Do you have three heads and six arms? "

Yan Zhengming said: "Hey, you have entered the road with nine serials, you are clever, and you have always been able to do it well, I believe these things can't help you."

At this time, it is not too bad to abandon him for low career! Li Yan wanted to smash this false compliment back to his master's face, and he yelled, "Get out of the way, whoever loves to do it, I won't do it! You just drive me out of the house!"

Li Ye, who has been living in the deep waters all the year round, often yells and protests. Yan Zhengming has already been used to it, he ignored him and turned to the puddle on the side. It seems that the puddle has not recovered from the things the night before. People Looking at me, there is no spirit.

"Little sister comes with me." Yan Zhengming said.

Yan Zhengming has taken the initiative to go out since Lai lived in Qing'anju. He led the puddle directly to the unknown.

The broken thatched house that Mu Chun lived in still retains the appearance of the year. Dao boys will come to clean daily, and the yard is very clean. The puddle glanced at him confusedly, wondering what it meant.

Yan Zhengming pointed to the three-legged broken wood table and said: "Under the table is the door rule of my Fuyao school. When your brothers got started, everyone exceeded forty-nine times. As for these door rules, you don't have to follow them. You can take care of it yourself. The rules such as not entering the cave on the first day of the fifteenth are for children who have just started. You can just copy it twice and don't take it too seriously. "

He said that he gave a slight pause and cleared his throat. "I sent a disciple to get started. I should have taken Master to Wuzhitang, and gave me a resignation. Although you have been here for 100 years, you have never gone through this step. Now that Master is gone, I have to be a brother as soon as possible-- "

The puddle opened his eyes wide.

Yan Zhengming lowered her eyes and looked at her, saying, "You are open-minded and not misplaced. You don't think too much about everything, and you don't overdo it. That's great. If you can use more work in the future, do less smoke. Daydreaming will be taken to the next level. "

I heard that even when Master gave her resignation, she first gave it up and gave it afterwards. The puddle did not expect Brother Brothers to rate her so high.

Yan Zhengming said: "I asked you to pass a message to your four siblings, 'Fu Yao has walked the human path since ancient times, and you don't have to listen to destiny,' and of course you don't need to talk about your origin. You should have been born in blood, but you didn't. Come, but grow up so peacefully, Master Tong Ru wants to change the destiny of the martial arts, Master ’s destiny, now it seems that all failed, but only inadvertently helped you and sent you away To this point, we can see that there are some things that don't have to be stubborn-I will give you the word "natural" today. I hope that in the future, whether it is a power that can let the demon bow down, or just be an incompetent in the martial arts. The little disciples are calm about their ins and outs. They do n’t have to brag or suffer. Three thousand avenues. If you are wide and accessible, you will one day return home, remember? "

He rarely had such a serious book, and there was an illusion in the puddle for a while. She felt that the head of the master was like an immortal ridge, which was always inconspicuously supported in the depths of Fuyao Mountain, and was usually covered by the flowers, weeds, or snow and mud of the mountains. It is by accident that the hardness and silence of the sword will not be revealed.

The puddle was brought up by the brothers. The head brother is more like her father than the biological father who is ambiguous and refuses to recognize her.

She had a sour nose and murmured "hmm", and said quietly, "Yes, thank you, Brother."

Unfortunately, before she was touched, she saw that Yan Zhengming breathed a sigh of breath, and said disgustingly and briskly: "I can count you against it. Without going through this procedure, I always feel like you are a wild apprentice. It has become a domestic one ... When you will clean up the ignorant hall, I will be away in two days. You follow Li Li to copy the door rules, and make less trouble. "

Puddle: "..."

Alright, the goodness of the elder brother is always a glimmer of glory.

In this way, Yan Zhengming reseals Fuyao Mountain, which is just a few days away, and everyone is ready to go their separate ways.

Han Yuan calmly watched the mountain gradually disappear into the secret realm, and tried to fit the scene into his mind as much as possible, knowing that he would never return.

"Leave," Yan Zhengming said to them, "see you in Shu after a month."

Cheng Qian and Yan Zhengming galloped all the way to the sword, without stopping for a short time on the way, and reached the extreme north in one day.

The crossing of power touched the alarm bell in Xuanwu Hall. The disciples who watched the door came out to see it, but they didn't see anyone. They saw a faint and narrow frost mark left in the sky, and it turned into mid-air.

After Xuanwutang, and further north, there is a large uninhabited ice field. The endless Bai unites the heavens and the earth into one body, and it is not close to humanity.

After flying for three days on the Arctic Icefield and the Great Abyss, the sky became colder and colder. Cheng Qian had the illusion of returning to Mingming Valley Ice Lake. However, after all, the glacial lake is only a short walk away, far less than the vast indifference of the big ice field and its coldness to all things, as if all hope and life will end here.

Three days later, the ice and snow came to an end, and they dashed into the field of vision—they finally reached the Beiming Sea.

Yan Zhengming shook the stone mustard from his sleeve. The stone mustard fell into the stagnant seawater and turned into a towering ship. It was unmanned and sailed by itself. The hibiscus brocade and the incense burner bed in the cabin looked familiar. Wenrou Township is a specification.

Cheng Qian admired the boat inside and out, not knowing what to say about him.

Yan Zhengming: "What are you looking for?"

"Geisha," Cheng Qianmu opened his face with his face open, "I always feel that this place can hear Ying Geyan in the next moment, and sing the one you said ... what's that name?"

"Go to your place, this ghost place is frozen to death," Yan Yan, dressed in a soft brocade, holding a folding fan, complained insincerely, "you're all right!"

Cheng Qian: "..."

Yan head crooked and crooked to the side of the soft couch, Yi Yi said, "You can't come and give me a hammer leg!"

Cheng Qian used to ignore his unreasonable trouble and leaned on a mast to look at the sea.

At this time it was clearly noon, but there was no trace of light on the sea. It was like a dark ink, which was indescribable to the deepest mountains and deeps. It also covered the sky with gloom, and there was no fish or shrimp in the water. Calm and calm, like a dead land.

Compared with the undulating East China Sea, the reefs are like a noisy ditch.

No one knows how deep the Beiming Sea is. When Cheng Qian looked down from the sea, he couldn't help but raise the mood of looking back at the Devil's Valley in the back of the mountain when he was young, knowing the danger, but More and more want to find out.

"Who deserves the name of Guan Beiming? It's all mere mortals with arrogant eyes."

Cheng Qian thought of Tong Ru's words, and at first thought that his ancestors were cynical and self-deprecating. Until then, Cheng Qian was really convinced.

When the real night came, the sea began to pass by the sound of the distant wind. When it passed by, it seemed like thousands of ghosts circling, and the ship transformed by stone mustard was a hundred feet tall, but it was like a flat boat.

Cheng Qian unknowingly stood on the ship's side for a whole day and a whole night, and settled in without warning-strangely speaking, he was born with a narrow-minded heart, but he had a special connection with the sky and the sea. Each time he entered, it was not in the sky. That is, at the seaside, the practice itself is a process of lacking something to make up for.

There is Beiming outside the East China Sea. What else is there?

Man cannot grow up to heaven and earth, what is there before and after heaven and earth decay?

They explored the infinite realm with a finite body, entered this extremely narrow path, and embarked on such a road destined for martyrdom, was it only for the delusion that mortals would go to heaven and fall into the clouds and rain?

At this time, Qian Wankun, who had been kept in his inner house for a long time, echoed a subtle resonance with the sea of ​​the North Ning, as if echoed from ancient times. He heard the bell again, and the inner house heard Qiankun suddenly Yingying. The ground lit up, and it was full of light, but unfortunately, the power guarded by Shang Wannian around his Yuan Shen was slightly blocked, and fell back again.

I don't know how long it took before Cheng Qian woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Zhengming leaning on the cabin with water vapor, and staying beside him.

As soon as Cheng Qian saw him, it seemed as if he had fallen back from the heavens and earth to the red dust, and involuntarily became greedy, so he smiled.

Cheng Qian asked: "How long?"

Yan Zhengming raised his hand and wiped off the water vapor on his face: "All three days, I'm bored to death."

"Three days?" Cheng Qian froze and frowned, "There isn't even a map. How can we find the Daxueshan secret?"

"It's useless to ask for a map," Yan Zhengming said. "The map on the sea won't make sense to you-stone mustard doesn't follow the current, it will be attracted by the airy place. Just walk around and not ask them Is it a month? Find a solution in less than two days. "

Yan Zhengming said as he came together, lazily stretched his arms around Cheng Qian's waist, and whispered to him, "It's really quiet, I feel that we are left in the world."

Cheng Qian thought about the scene for a moment, and shuddered suddenly: "What? Isn't it left me alone to let you toss?" I'll hurry up and break myself. "

Yan Zhengming had a rare and peaceful heart this day, and did not have the general knowledge of such a shameful professional family, making him tighter and whispering softly: "In the Valley of the Devil, I thought about it more than once, if only you in the world were left Just be with me. "

He said, closing his eyes slightly, feeling at this moment that his heart was finally filled.

In the past, there were always gaps, and sometimes a turbulence, can lead to a series of cranky thoughts, even on Fuyao Mountain, Yan Zhengming occasionally awakened from some inaccessible nightmares.

One day he dreamed that the Fuyao faction finally returned to the top of the top ten martial arts. The scenery got better, but there were countless beautiful female nuns who came to Fuyao mountain one after another, looking for Cheng Qian to become a companion of the two monks. He was awakened alive, and opened his eyes to see Cheng Qianan's sleeping face, only to realize that this was just the heart of his heart.

Yan Zhengming saw Cheng Qian's earlobe close to him, couldn't help but licked it, opened his mouth to cover it, and rubbed it with canine teeth.

Cheng Qian got excited, gave him an elbow, raised a thin layer of red quickly from the ear to the neck, and yelled, "What are you doing here? Is Fuyaoshan here?"

Yan Zhengming let go of him and smiled lowly: "Before, people told me that sword **** domain swords are crowded, I still do n’t believe it, now I understand how one step is a demon ... People are always greedy, I thought before, even if It's Huang Quan's mouth, and it's good if I can see you again, and then I won't meet again in a long time. I thought, if your heart is like my heart, it will be good even if you don't declare it for life ... Until now, I'm suddenly not satisfied. , I want to always add a 'my' before 'cheng qian'. "

Cheng Qian was talked by him very heartily, but his mouth teased him intently: "You shake your mind back and forth, if you don't fix it enough, don't blame the sword **** domain."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

He was silent for a while, looked at Cheng Qian seriously and asked, "Did you really hear that I was pouring out my heart?"

Cheng Qian laughed immediately, Yan Zhengming became angry and angry, and immediately made a sullen gesture to return to the cabin. Cheng Qian smiled and held his hand: "Hey, brother, don't be angry, I haven't ..."

His voice stopped abruptly, Cheng Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt the boat under his feet accelerating, the next moment, he yanked Yan Zhengming to his side, reached out and grabbed the mast, at the same time, the entire stone mustard The ship fell straight down.

I saw the vast and boundless sea of ​​the North Nin, as if suddenly breaking from the middle, splitting the whole world into two, pulling out a huge "waterfall" ...

And under such a horrifying scene, there was no sound of water.

Cheng Qian didn't have time to think about it, the ship had crossed the fault straight and flew out. 2k novel reading network