I heard that that night, the deep pool Jiao kept at the gate of the West Palace died so that a white belly floated up.
The hall of the lock Xiantai was collapsed into slag, and as soon as the trapped dragon lock was withdrawn, there was only an empty table left in place.
The demons and ghosts at the foot of the Shizhou Mountains roared for a night without a head or tail. They fought each other for several times. They clashed with the monks in the mountains for several times. Troubled with robbers, the officers and soldiers not only can not control, but also have to escape with the common people.
The reaction of the imperial court was not unpleasant, and the next day Tianyan Department sent someone, but unfortunately, the effect was only better than nothing - monks from famous families regarded themselves very highly, which one listened to the dispatch of the imperial court? The group of demon cultivators in the southern border are even more upside-down, with a large number of people, and they make a scene and change places, and they can't see any demands.
The mountains of Shizhou, the world's most prosperous place, suffered a great disaster. There were thousands of miles of wild dead, bones everywhere, and water sources contaminated by corpses and epidemics were widespread. Countless mortals were displaced.
The cultivators of all sects fought and ignored them, stirring up the heaven and earth to clear the air, causing chaos in the local Five Elements. Sickly, he looked at the cold crickets of unknown origin in the soil.
The yin and yang were reversed for three or four days, and finally aroused the wrath of the heavens and the earth. One of the thunders split Suo Xiantai in two.
This seems to herald the beginning of a demonic melee and order collapse.
Bian Xu didn't stop at all, he got down from Suoxiantai and turned back to the Xuanwu Hall. He immediately announced the retreat, and no one would show up again.
The owner of the White Tiger Villa has never appeared since the beginning. Whether it was an unannounced visit to the southern border or dealing with an accident on the Suo Xiantai, he only dispatched a group of disciples and an elder who scolded people "turtle son" in a hurry. Rumors said that the reason why the owner of White Tiger Villa did not show up was that he had long since fallen.
At this point, the four saints who guarded the Quartet, like four pillars of the sky, have fallen and fallen silently, and as they left the scene sadly, a long and peaceful era seems to have passed.
The world is in turmoil, and mortals and monks are in danger.
Thousands of feet of tall buildings and the prosperousness of Shengge that never sleeps are like a gorgeous and fragile relief on the ice. A pot of boiling water is poured on it, and even the face is blurred.
However, Cheng Qian ignored these matters.
On that day, he left Suoxiantai with Tang Zhen and settled in a simple inn under the mountainside of Shizhou Mountain. For the first time, he saw what it was like to be attacked by his true essence.
When the backlash broke out, Yan Zhengming's forehead jumped out with several blue veins, as if it was about to burst out at any time, his palm inadvertently held the bedside of the stone bed, and an uncontrollable groan overflowed from his throat, the stone half palm thick. The bed was crushed into a pile of rubble by him.
Tang Zhen said loudly: "The little brats are going out, this is not for fun, and those who don't have Yuan should stay away!"
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His voice fell, and Yan Zhengming suddenly burst out with a huge sword intent, the icy coldness from the Sword Region, no one could stand it in front of him.
Tang Zhen didn't take a breath, took a few steps back with an ugly face, and stretched out his hand to hold his churning chest.
The entire inn was on the verge of collapsing, and there were a few "poofs" on the top beams and pillars. The overflowing sword intent was silent, just rubbing the edges a little, and immediately left a few inches deep on the wood and stone.
Tang Zhen stretched out his arm and grabbed Cheng Qian's shoulder, his skinny fingers pinched into a wound on his shoulder, and Cheng Qian's whole body was jolted.
"Don't be stunned, I can't hold his sword energy, it's up to you, I can't let all his true essence flow out, otherwise not only will he not be able to withstand the injury of the trapped dragon lock, but he will be affected by him for miles around. No one can run away!"
Cheng Qian came back immediately, and the whole body's true essence scatters all over the place, wrapping the entire inn in it, forming an invisible net, trapping Yan Zhengming's backlashing sword energy in it.
But he can only fight and kill, whether it is to heal others or to help others, he has never done such a thing. The inner palace is always under attack from the sword cultivator unconsciously, and he has to be careful not to give it to the other party. The injury added to the injury, and the two sides were immediately stalemate there, but after half a column of incense, Cheng Qian's forehead was already sweating.
Yan Zhengming seemed to be stabbed by a thousand knives, laying on the stone bed with no strength, unable to hum.
He seemed to be awake, but his eyes were slack, his consciousness struggled for a moment, he didn't know where he was, Yan Zhengming tried in vain to grasp something in the air with his already cramped fingers, consciously tried his best, but only the tips of his fingers Trembling slightly, his bloodless lips opened and closed, as if he had called out "Xiao Qian".
Tang Zhen pinched a complicated hand trick with both hands. The next moment, Cheng Qian felt a warm breeze gurgling past him. The wound and bruise on his waist were swept away by "that thing", and he was immediately repaired as before. .
The breeze didn't enter Yan Zhengming's body, Yan Zhengming moved slightly, his back heaved violently, as if he was slightly conscious, Tang Zhen's face suddenly turned ashen as if he had died once .
Tang Zhen took advantage of his consciousness and hurriedly said, "Sect Master Yan, take away your sword energy!"
Yan Zhengming actually heard it, but he was helpless. He felt that every inch of flesh and blood had been picked off by the razor, and he thought blankly: "Master, practicing swords hurts so much, I don't want to practice anymore."
Tang Zhen turned to Cheng Qian with a cold sweat on his head: "No delay!"
Cheng Qian gritted his teeth and suddenly forcibly tightened his True Qi, pushing back the scattered sword qi. The sword qi collided back and forth in the invisible net. There is an illusion of being pierced by thousands of arrows.
Li Yun, who was waiting at the door, felt a sudden burst of strong light inside, and the window lattice shook violently, and then a layer of ice was covered in the blink of an eye, and it was frozen solid.
Li Yun pulled back the puddle where he probed his brain, and pushed open the frozen hotel door—
Cheng Qian knelt on one knee on the ground and hugged Yan Zhengming tightly, his tattered clothes were half soaked with blood, and stuck to him wetly, Li Yun took a step forward with trembling liver, and called out softly, "Xiao Qian. ?"
Cheng Qian seemed to remember it, but he staggered a step under his feet. Li Yun rushed into the room and helped him up: "You are too desperate!"
Cheng Qian was speechless for a while.
"It's all right for now." Tang Zhen got up in a daze, and took a deep look at Yan Zhengming, who had fainted, "The rest depends on luck."
They didn't stay in Shizhou Mountain for a long time, Cheng Qian just adjusted his breath for a while, and borrowed Tang Zhen's flying carriage to return to Fuyao Mountain Villa early the next morning.
The Pegasus was light and timid, and was too scared to run. The puddle had to drive the car himself, using two groups of red cranes to roast the horse's buttocks, driving the two Pegasus to screeching, flying like a blind bird. .
Tang Zhen was already impatient and fell asleep in the corner. When he was awake, his eyes were warm and graceful, but when he fell asleep, his breath was very low, and his body exuded a stale ghost.
Nian Da was pecking at the rice, Rokuro didn't say a word, Li Yun sat silently against the car door, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of unspeakable thoughts.
Cheng Qian held the unconscious Yan Zhengming and leaned against the wall of the carriage. He couldn't see any pain in Yan Zhengming's face. That way.
Cheng Qian recalled that when he was a child, his master let him live in the Qing'an Residence, so that he could be quiet and think less.
Did he expect that in his life, there would only be a moment of worry when he was young
The wind and rain were blowing outside the carriage, and Tonghe's real fire was like a crumbling lantern, faintly streaking across the wet night sky.
At this time, Rokuro, who had been looking out of the car window, suddenly broke the silence and said, "When I found out that I had become such a person and a ghost, there was a time when I didn't want to live."
He hardly spoke in front of people, and over time, everyone suspected that he had broken his voice after being possessed by a demon and became half-dumb.
"There's nothing wrong with mortals," Nian Da yawned and became slightly awake, and continued, "Life, old age, sickness and death are common in the countryside, and when you get old, you take care of your grandchildren, and in the end, you will be buried with your ancestors in the ancestral graves. In the next life, I will be another baby that my father loves and loves my mother."
There was no expression on Rokuro's face that was covered by the mask, but he gave Nian Da a deep look and whispered: "When you don't understand the taste of mortals, you can pick a trick at will, and it will lead to storms and floods. , I don’t care where the flooding is. The mortals at the foot of the mountain are fine when they fall asleep. When I wake up in the morning, I find that my home and fertile fields have been destroyed overnight. "
Years have been stagnant: "this"
"These are relatively lucky, at least they have their lives to leave their hometown," Rokuro said, "the rest may be crushed by the collapsed house in their sleep, may be killed by the splashing swordsman, or block the way of a magic cultivator. Looking back at the burial place, everyone will only say who won the battle, how many demon cultivators were killed by the hero, and no one will mention the rest."
Rokuro laughed lowly and said, "It's like people walking on the street and stepping on a few ants to death. Most people don't step on them on purpose, but no one will notice if they are trampled to death."
"It's nothing," Li Yun said sullenly, "All living beings are ants, and some of them want to treat others as ants, so as to temporarily forget that they are just ants, the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world are never controlled by people, live with you day by day. Look at the senior brother of our family, the sword cultivator who has stepped into the sword domain, everyone else runs away from him when they see him, isn't he still living a very painful life every day?"
The word "pain" seems to have touched Cheng Qian's scriptures. He lowered his head, held Yan Zhengming's hand, and pressed it on the weak pulse gate. He used to feel the pain of the master, but he never felt it. This person was so fragile, Cheng Qian just looked at it, and felt restless and sad in his heart.
Cheng Qian probed for a long time, but didn't find out why, he was full of cold real essence, and he didn't dare to visit other people's inner palace at will, so he didn't care whether Tang Zhen fell asleep or not, and asked, "When is he? Can you wake up?"
Tang Zhen closed his eyes and replied, "I don't know, being attacked by his own inner palace, coupled with his inner demons, he might vomit blood in a while and wake up on his own, or he might never wake up.
As soon as these words came out, the carriage was quiet again, and even the noisy Nian Da did not dare to make a sound.
Tang Zhen's crow mouth was once again a good but not a bad spirit. Nearly a month after the group returned to Fuyao Villa, Yan Zhengming was always like a living dead.
Although Tang Zhen didn't promise anything, he still felt that the forbidden technique was given by himself, and he should take some responsibility, so he took Nian Da and Liulang to live in Fuyao Villa, and occasionally instructed Li Jun how to build a fortified building outside the villa. Formation, take a look at Yan Zhengming's situation every few days.
Tang Zhen walked into the small bamboo forest lightly, took up the cold water on the table and drank it, and said to Cheng Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, "You have already passed the seven heavenly tribulations, and your fleshly body has been completed, why do you still make yourself like this? Pure hearted?"
"I'm used to it." Cheng Qian sat quietly on the side, and after a while, he didn't know why, and added, "I used to think that people who were cold-blooded had no taste in life, but now it seems that emotions are too much. Prosperity is not necessarily a good thing.”
"I just saw someone coming to your villa just now," Tang Zhen said, "You guys have been in a crowded market lately—but that's right, the great powers of all parties are almost gone. Your brothers and sisters are making trouble in Suoxiantai. It's all over the world. It is famous, and in this chaotic world, it is naturally sought after."
Cheng Qian didn't lift his eyelids, and said sharply, "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate."
He didn't seem to care at all and scolded himself in it.
Tang Zhen glanced at him and said, "The person here seems to be from Baihu Villa, why don't you go and see him?"
Cheng Qian said indifferently, "They pretended to be dead, what did they come to me for?"
Tang Zhen: "It seems that there is still a pilgrimage from Tianyan."
Cheng Qian's face sank suddenly: "Everyone who comes from Tianyan will be called out, and if there are people who don't know each other, let them come and go. What does it have to do with me whether it is another day or another day?"
what is the relationship
The fact that Han Yuan was born in the Fuyao faction will soon be known to the world. Do they still want to stay out of it
However, Yan Zhengming has been in a coma, Cheng Qian has become more and more restless, Tang Zhen did not touch his moldy head, no longer mention this, stepped forward and probed into Yan Zhengming's inner palace.
Cheng Daxian, who was still full of "clean heart and few desires" just now, immediately leaned forward slightly and asked, "How is it?"
Tang Zhen didn't say a word for a while, Cheng Qian couldn't sit still anymore, walked back and forth in the house several times, wanted to ask questions several times, but was afraid of disturbing him, so he swallowed it on his own.
After a long while, Tang Zhen took back his knowledge, and very carefully put Yan Zhengming's hand back into the quilt. He looked solemn and hesitated for a moment.
Cheng Qian: "Brother Tang?"
Tang Zhen: "I think it's better for you to call your senior brother and junior sister together."
Cheng Qian stayed where he was for a while.
He had never felt so cold in his heart, as if someone had emptied his chest and stuffed a handful of ice slag that had not melted for years, it was so cold that blood was dripping.
Probably five thunders hit the top, nothing more than that.
Tang Zhen glanced at him embarrassedly and said, "Little friend, there will always be ups and downs in the world, and there will always be joys and sorrows. You have been sober for a long time, can't you see through it?"
"Do not"
Cheng Qian just uttered a word, his voice was already chopped, he stood there for a while at a loss, as if he wanted to take a step forward, but stumbled as if he was not steady, and his eyes slowly fell on Yan Zhengming. For a moment, Tang Zhen felt that his eyes were red - but can a piece of jade cry
Will Heavenly Tribulation's unshakable eyes also panic
But he seemed to collapse for only a moment. Before Tang Zhen had time to speak, Cheng Qian's eyes had suddenly firmed up, and he said decisively: "No, don't tell them first, Brother Tang, you are well-known and knowledgeable, there must be a way. .No matter what, it will be fine if you want to change my life for another life."
Tang Zhen interrupted him and said, "Listen to what you said. If your senior brother heard this, he would have to slash you with a sword first, and then slash me."
Cheng Qian stared at Tang Zhen with an almost compelling calmness and said, "I can train the Ju Lingyu into flesh, as long as you show me a way, there is nothing I can't do."
Tang Zhen looked straight back at him, Cheng Qian's eyes did not hesitate.
"Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan." Tang Zhen suddenly recited this sentence in a low voice, and then he laughed lowly, "Little friend, the friendship between teachers and sects in the world is deep, of course it is a good story, but it is rare to see such deepness as you. of."
Cheng Qian said calmly, "This place is called 'Fuyao Mountain Villa', not 'the world'."
"How many shocking things are there in Jianyu, you and I, outsiders, can't understand," Tang Zhen stopped entangled in the topic of Fangcai, and said, "He just came out, and his realm was still unstable, and he was attacked by inner demons. , is already very dangerous, and he is good at using forbidden techniques - the last battle at Suo Xiantai, can you see how much cultivation he has forcibly raised?"
Cheng Qian said: "I'm not smarter than him, I can't tell, I can only roughly estimate that it is at least a realm."
Tang Zhen said: "Yes, this is like borrowing a loan at high interest rates. He has borrowed but not repaid it. One step in the sword field is a thousand miles, and it is naturally dangerous to backlash."
Cheng Qian immediately reacted to what Tang Zhen meant: "So as long as his true cultivation catches up with the borrowed part in a short period of time, can the pain of backlash be relieved? I can give him all my real energy, if it's a big deal, I'll practice again. In a hundred years, the Heavenly Tribulation will be cooked again and again."
Tang Zhen was stunned when he heard the words, and then he couldn't help but laugh and said: "You think that the real yuan is a bowl of rice, do you pay it to whoever you want? Don't say that you are not a sword cultivator, even if it is two sword cultivators' true yuan is not necessarily the same. can blend."
When Tang Zhen said this, he sighed: "If he wants to pass this level, unless he can enter the 'sheath' realm before his physical body collapses - but you should understand that in practice, you must accumulate a lot to thin your hair, and even good The magic way of taking shortcuts is not a hundred days' work, not to mention that he is a sword cultivator who has to go through thousands of trials every step of the way. There is no external thing that can help him to cultivate. There is no such force.”
Cheng Qian's eyes dimmed for a moment.
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