Hold the formation and guard the heart, and calm Zi Chen.
The stars surpass all the cosmos, and the river covers Kyushu.
A bright lamp hangs in front of him, swaying in the wind and fog.
Countless murmurs came from my ears.
He remained still.
Because he is waiting.
Wait for the other party to lose his breath first.
Liuhe Candle Sky Array, the creation of the poor world, the painstaking efforts of the great masters in the world.
When the formation is successful, the Wanshen Mountain will be completely sealed, and from now on, the demons will no longer be able to come out from here to harm the world.
There is nothing wrong with this statement.
From the arrangement of the formation to every corner, he has also checked it, and no one has done anything.
As long as the six masters are in place, and there are no more mistakes in the middle, the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation can be completed.
Even if there is another accident halfway through, with his ability, it is enough to control the situation.
Um
Something seems wrong...
The panicked screams grew louder.
The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and even the headlights can't be seen clearly, and only a vague flame is swaying and struggling.
The line will go out.
He squeezed a sword tactic, a burst of spiritual power popped out, and the candle flames a little.
But this can only be resisted for a while.
The demonic energy was hidden in the thick fog, and innumerable strands of it penetrated.
He could not see the situation of the other fighters.
But judging from the sound, it's not a good situation.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and changed the sword technique.
"Sword come."
The four non-swords flew out, protecting the whole body, and all evils retreated.
The thick fog cleared and dissipated, and the vision in front of him was clear.
The sight in front of him made him frown deeply.
Swords are facing each other, soldiers are facing each other, and the outer guards are killing each other.
They were already red-eyed. Not only did they stab their weapons into the bodies of their former companions, but they also cut off their flesh piece by piece, and even stuffed it into their mouths, as if they had not eaten for three days and three nights.
Rivers of blood flowed, corpses scattered everywhere.
There is no trace of half a demon in it.
Before the formation was completed, the opponent was already dead, and they disintegrated in half.
Many people turned against each other and slashed at them with their swords, but the six formation holders were surrounded by spirit formations, and they couldn't move at all.
Just then, a gust of wind blew from the right.
His mind moved slightly, and then he built a barrier with spiritual power to resist.
But the gust of wind did not come at him, but passed over him and shot at the person on the left.
He immediately looked towards the strong wind.
However, a gust of wind suddenly hit, rolling up a large piece of fog and covering it again.
In the thick fog, the man's face was looming, and he couldn't see clearly, except for a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was deeply branded in his eyes.
That is…
The lights went out one by one.
There were screams in the ears.
The formation barrier went from cracking to being completely shattered in the blink of an eye.
When one person in the formation falls, the formation is missing a corner, and it will be difficult for the others to hold on for long.
The failure of the Liuhe Candle Sky Array seems to be inevitable.
He has already made all preparations. Even if the formation collapses, it will not completely open the gap for people to enter and exit, but a new formation will be formed. They must be reluctant to destroy it, because Wanshen Mountain is an ancient sacred mountain, and countless treasures are buried deep in it. , it will only be rearranged and turned into a new formation, which can cover up the intention and turn it into a private plot.
And he—
As long as you don't die, there is hope.
One day he will...
Return from the robbery.
Chang Ming was slightly shocked.
As the boat swayed, his head tilted to the side, and new blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.
The jade crown of the bundle of hair has long disappeared, and the long hair is scattered, almost half snow white, and it gradually turns black until it is close to the root of the hair.
Yu Qiang couldn't help but secretly looked at him again.
So beautiful, like a fairy.
But why was he seriously injured
None of the monks who came to the island had heard of such a serious injury. Most of them returned without success, just like themselves.
The wind and waves gradually subsided, and their hearts gradually settled.
Yu Qiang's cultivation base was low, so this time she just came out to see the excitement. When she saw Jiaolong making trouble, she naturally didn't dare to go out and show her face, so she could only hide in the cabin with the boatman.
"Fellow Daoist, are you okay?"
When everyone ran out to see the situation outside, she was still looking at the unconscious person.
Naturally, the other party would not answer him.
Yu Qiang saw that the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, and it had already smeared across his cheeks to his earlobes, so he couldn't help but reach out to wipe with his sleeves.
As soon as the sleeves touched each other, the wrists were pinched.
Yu Qiang didn't even notice at all.
Startled, she raised her head.
This person's companion, who had just gone out to fight Jiaolong, looked at him facelessly.
Wet all over, the eyes staring at her were terrifying.
Yu Qiang felt the invisible pressure rushing towards her face, so she could not help shrinking her hands and retreating silently.
"I, I'm not malicious."
Yun Weisi didn't say much, he bent down and pinched Changming's wrist to look at his inner breath, and after a while he took out the Jiaozhu and placed it on the other's forehead, then let go.
The Jiaozhu is floating in the air, and its brilliance is restrained, like a sea of stars that revolves silently, and all those lights are absorbed by the people below.
The gray hair color gradually returns to darker at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Yu Qiang was stunned.
Not only was she stunned, but even everyone who came back from watching the fun outside was stunned.
"Jiaozhu!"
Not knowing who shouted first, everyone was in an uproar.
This is a treasure of cultivation. Who doesn't know that the essence of Jiaolong's hundreds of years of practice is all in this Jiaozhu.
If ordinary people get it, not to mention immortality, at least they can prolong their life.
As for those who are practicing, they can even improve their cultivation. Those who are lucky and determined to complement each other, maybe they can make rapid progress, and this will improve a lot.
They searched on the island before, but couldn't find any magic weapon, but now they saw a treasure that was no less than the magic weapon.
The eyes of several male cultivators immediately became hot, and they reached out and grabbed it regardless!
The winner is the king, the weak eat the strong, and the rivers and lakes between monks are so cruel and real.
When you get the Jiaozhu, who cares how you got it!
The male cultivator who rushed in front only felt his body light up, and he flew out of the cabin behind him.
His mind went blank for a moment, he didn't even react, and he didn't know how all this happened.
When people were in the air, they saw several people behind them being thrown out of the cabin one after another, and one of them even had his own sword stuck in his body.
He couldn't help but secretly rejoiced that he had only been robbing beads, and had no intention of killing people, and he didn't use weapons, otherwise his life would be lost now.
With this thought, the man slammed into the water, and the water poured in from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, shattering all his sanity.
With these few lessons learned, how dare the remaining two female nuns in the cabin dare to do it.
Yu Qiang didn't even think about doing it. She silently watched as the pearl light reflected, the other party's face was no longer so pale, and even gradually became bloody.
And the light of Jiaozhu is getting dimmer.
Until the pearl light disappeared completely, the whole Jiaozhu looked like a fake in an ordinary antique shop.
Yun Weisi stretched out his hand, and the Jiaozhu landed in his palm.
He saw that Chang Ming's hair had not completely returned to its original state, and the ends of his hair were still white.
But there is only one Jiaozhu.
That Flood Dragon has not yet been refined, so it is useless to bring it.
He took the Jiaozhu out of the cabin.
"Long Qing."
Obviously it is not a dragon, so I have to have a dragon surname.
With a bang, Jiaolong emerged from the water with half of its head.
She had controlled her strength to the lightest, but the boat still shook violently.
"It runs out so soon?"
Jiaolong suddenly howled.
"You can't leave me some, it's really used up!"
Yun Weisi: "He was seriously injured."
He threw the beads out, and Jiaolong raised his head and swallowed it.
It was a bit like a dog catching a ball.
Yun Weisi didn't say anything.
Otherwise, the ship is likely to capsize.
"This is for you."
He threw the sword spikes of the Chunchao sword together.
At that time, it was obviously cut off, but in the end, it was picked up again, and the gods made ghosts.
"what is this?"
Jiaolong chewed it twice and almost swallowed it, but found that it was not tasty.
"Token, I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back later."
Jiaolong: "Then why don't you pay it now? I want to eat lobsters from the East China Sea. Go and find a basket for me!"
Yun Weisi: "...not now, we have to go."
Without waiting for the other party to respond, he flew into the cabin, picked up Chang Ming, and the two jumped into the lake and disappeared.
Once a person enters the water, he never floats again.
The blue silk with the tail of snow-white hair rippling in front of her eyes became Yu Qiang's last impression of the two of them.
Comes suddenly and disappears suddenly.
She didn't even know what the other party was called, what kind of faction.
In the following decades, until she gave up her practice and married an ordinary man, decades passed, her teeth fell, her hair was gray, and she could not forget the scene on the boat that day.
Jiaolongyan watched them enter the water, and quickly sank into the water, but searched all over the lake and found no two of them.
…
Chang Ming spit out a mouthful of water and slowly woke up.
"Don't leave this way of entering the water next time."
He was caught off guard just now, his mouth and nose were choked, and only then did he wake up, and now he feels that water can flow out of his head when he shakes it.
Yun Weisi said lightly: "I don't want to change anything."
When I left, I couldn't help myself, just if I felt something.
But he doesn't want to change any details that could affect the future.
Including everything that happened in Yuru Town.
Including soul gathering beads.
Chang Ming smiled but not smiled: "You used to be soft-hearted, but now it's the same."
Yun Wei was noncommittal.
Is he soft-hearted
Whether it was outside or Jiuzhongyuan, countless people and demons died in his hands. If the blood on the Chunchao sword could not be wiped off, it would have been immersed in the sea of blood at this moment.
He just doesn't want to change the fixed past, because—
Yun Weisi faintly knew the answer in his heart, even if he didn't want to admit it.
Although Jiaozhu healed most of Changming's internal and external injuries, and forcibly pulled him back from the brink of life and death, who had been on the verge of death, but the marks left by many old wounds could not be changed within a year and a half.
"That Jiaolong, I saw it later."
He coughed a few times and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.
"In Huangquan."
Yun Weisi looked at him with a condensed expression.
Huangquan is the place where Changming first returned.
He stayed there for fifty years, his consciousness was chaotic and his soul was incomplete.
Jiaolong has been practicing in Penglai Lake since she was a child. She loves her family again, and she refuses to leave easily because of nothing. How could she suddenly go to Huangquan.
"She was suppressed under the iron cable. The magma was poured down from the top of the mountain intermittently, and the scales fell down one by one. It has long lost its luster. The bloodstains dried up, and the wounds cracked again, day after day.
When Chang Ming passed by, he thought that he was tired from walking, so he rescued the Jiaolong and let her act as his mount.
But he soon discovered that the iron chain that locked the opponent was made of ten thousand years of ice, and there were other things guarding it. That thing was very evil, and with his strength at the time, he really couldn't compete.
Although the Flood Dragon was powerful, it was located in Penglai Lake, a secluded and rarely visited lake. At first, some monks saw a phenomenon in the sky and thought that a divine soldier was born. Later, they could not find it everywhere, and gradually dispersed. It was swallowed by that Flood Dragon, how could it wait for others to find it, the only valuable thing in the Flood Dragon's body is the Flood Pearl.
But the strange thing is that when Changming saw the dragon, the dragon bead on her body was still there.
Otherwise, it won't last that long.
Since it's not for the Jiaozhu, why should it be locked there, so that it can't be freed from life to life
The sea of chaos, sparkling.
Bunch of soft light scattered everywhere like stars.
Yun Weisi didn't mention killing him for the time being.
Chang Ming smiled and reached out to turn on the nearest light.
Snow covered the ground, cold clouds changed the sky.
Full of grey and white.
Grey is the result of the strong wind blowing away the snow-covered peaks, and white is the overwhelming snow and ice.
Chang Ming didn't expect to come here to this kind of place. He ate a mouthful of blizzard head-on, and his unrecovered figure was unsteady in the gust of wind, and he retreated again and again.
Until the back bumped into someone, who supported his waist.
He narrowed his eyes and looked back halfway.
Yo, the eldest apprentice also came.
It's just that there is no way to tease, and even if you open your mouth, your words will be swallowed up.
Yun Weisi dragged him to the side.
Although the snowstorm was heavy, the road was not very rough. There was a wooden house in front of it, and the door was locked with iron chains, but it was not difficult for Yun Weisi.
With a flick of the hand, the lock broke.
It's small inside, but a square inch.
The layout is also simple, thatch, wooden table.
Other than that, nothing.
But the monks can enter the splendid temples safely, and retreat to the ice and snow, which is nothing.
Compared with the wind and snow outside, it is much better.
But from the cold to the sudden warmth, Chang Ming's body couldn't stand it, and he coughed violently.
But before he coughed twice, his coughing stopped.
He was repressed all his life.
Because someone is outside the door.
In addition to the whistling wind, there was also the sound of footsteps.
Very light but messy.
The description is a monk, and it is a wounded monk.
The two looked at each other and tacitly suppressed their movements to a minimum.
Yun Weisi stepped forward to open the door.
As soon as his hand touched the door, the door was pushed open.
One fell in from the outside, staggered a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground.
Yun Weisi: …
He expected to go back to the past and maybe be able to see his past self, but he didn't expect to see it under such circumstances.
Seriously injured and unconscious.
"Myself" was still staggering and struggling to get up, and when he looked up and saw Yun Weisi, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Four eyes facing each other.
After a while, Yun Weisi, who was in the past, fainted directly.
Chang Ming said slowly: "Since you don't want to change anything in the past, I think it's better for you to avoid it temporarily."
Yun Weisi was silent for a moment, then walked to the door, opened it, walked out, closed it, and silently disappeared into the snow.
Chang Ming's eyes fell on Yun Weisi, who was unconscious.
Pushing aside the blood-stained hair, a young and handsome face was revealed.
Changming remembered.
Here is Shesheng Peak.
At this time, it should have been shortly after he left the Jade Emperor Temple.