Seeing the two of them, the puddle was like a child without a mother who had returned home. No matter what the two armies were fighting against, he jumped down without saying a word: "Senior Brother!"
She was dressed in bright red, and when she fell from the sky, the corners of her clothes seemed to be glowing with rays of light, as if a scorching fire fell from the sky, drawing everyone's attention to the two people who suddenly appeared.
Successfully blocked Cheng Qianlai's defense.
Han Yuan sat cross-legged on a high place, Yuan closed his eyes carelessly, opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and gloomily swept over the surrounding demon cultivators who looked at the puddles with blue eyes, scaring them to the point of silence. Looking back, he met Yan Zhengming's gaze.
Yan Zhengming looked at him with a complicated look - Yan Zhengming has always been very complicated to Han Yuan, and he has always been difficult to understand, but he has never really given up on him.
After all, he was their most incompetent little junior brother.
The puddle chirped in his ear: "The day you broke the formation, you and your little brother were involved in the crack together, and the rest of them, the nasty people, just climbed out of the Demon Slaying Formation, and started to fight again, hitting each other. In the field, the damage was half and half, so I had to go to different places to adjust my breath, and then I was attracted by the four uh, the spirit of the dragon, and attracted many demon cultivators to gather here, and the little white-faced sword cultivator, I don’t know who to sue , the next day, a large number of monks came from the Taihang Mountains, they have been fighting like this for several days, and they are about to start a fight."
She chatted a lot, in a cheerful tone, and watched the fun without getting into the state. She said, and looked over to Cheng Qian from Yan Zhengming's side, and asked, "Little senior brother, where have you two gone?"
Before Cheng Qian could answer, Yan Zhengming had already reached out and pulled the puddle away: "Don't talk to him, let him think about it."
Hearing this, Shuikeng shook his head and sighed, glanced at Cheng Qian, and winked at him - why did you anger him again
Cheng Qian had to smile wryly and shake his head - ashamed.
Yan Zhengming waved at Li Yun, and without looking at the two groups of people, he found a place to live alone and sat down.
Immediately, there was a person in Tianyan's office, it was Wu Changtian. When Wu Changtian saw Yan Zhengming, he couldn't sit still, and he stepped forward and said something to Youliang.
You Liang reluctantly got up and walked towards Yan Zhengming. His injuries were not yet healed, his figure was not very neat, and he looked a bit pitiful as a bereaved dog.
You Liang made a decision in front of Yan Zhengming, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "Junior dared to ask the senior to sit on the side, and reserved the upper position for the seniors."
Yan Zhengming glanced at him, and Youliang's back froze involuntarily. If he had seen this Sect Master Yan before, and he had the will to fight, he would be inexplicably a little scared at this moment.
Yan Zhengming said calmly, "No need, it's quiet here."
Because Nian Mingming was also here, Li Yun sent Nian Da to his father's side, he came down from the sky, went up to pick up the words, and smiled at You Liang: "Which of us present is not being passed by Tian Yan's office? The shackles of the demon-removing seal? Please also tell Master You, Master Wu, that you don’t have to be so careful.”
Li Yunmian hid a needle inside, and You Liang heard the irony inside and outside of his words, but he didn't know how to deal with people.
Yan Zhengming suddenly stopped him: "Wait."
You Liang took a step.
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Yan Zhengming didn't look up, his eyes were always glued to the wooden sword in his hand, as if he wanted to see it as a flower.
He said slowly: "Jianxiu Dao has always been more difficult than others, but since it chose you, it means that at least when you entered the Dao, you have this aptitude. Once you enter the door, you will walk the road by yourself. , it is a peerless sword when it is gone, and it is a pig-killing knife when it is disabled, you can do it yourself, don't let the hilt of the sword be pinched in the hands of others."
You Liang was shocked, and his face turned pale, but after hearing it, he lowered his head from a distance and said, "Yes, thank you senior."
Li Yun waited for him to leave, and then took out the stone mustard seeds from his arms. This time, it was not as public as the one at the Vermillion Bird Pagoda. He only built a small shed in place to shield from the wind, surrounded by curtains. There is a spell on the curtain, inside can see and hear outside, outside can't peep inside.
Yan Zhengming: "What's the situation?"
Li Yun sat down beside Cheng Qian with a big horse and said, "Wu Changtian has come to the world again, and plans to start the game here."
Cheng Qian asked, "What game?"
Li Yun gestured with his eyes: "Look over there, Baihu Villa, Xuanwutang, Mulan Mountain, Xixing Palace tsk tsk, since their old palace master who lived as a king died, they really haven't been able to carry the beam. That's it - in short, except for the two saints who have 'transcended the five elements', all the people who can do it are here. Let's look at the magic cultivator, have you seen the stars behind Han Yuan who hold the moon? The three daughters The six men are the 'Nine Saints' of the Nightmare Pedestrians, but you have seen a lot of magic cultivators. They just started cooperating with each other, and they will cut swords on each other after a while. It is normal. They may not be here to cheer for Han Yuan. I'm afraid it's just like us to stir up the water."
Yan Zhengming scolded without turning his head: "Who stirred the water?"
Li Yun smiled "hehe", put his hand on Cheng Qian's shoulder, and said, "The two sides were fighting with firewood, and no one could do anything, so Wu Changtian ran over from Taihang Mountain and proposed such a game, let both sides play each other. A few masters of the formation method set up a 'ten square formation' here, and then each sent ten people into the formation. Whoever meets with God's will, the two will fight against each other, regardless of life or death - if Tianyan wins Now, Han Yuan went with them, and the nightmare people returned to the southern border from then on, and they were not allowed to enter the Central Plains for the rest of their lives. If the demon cultivators won, the people from Tianyanchu would righteously claim to be responsible for the world, and they would abandon their cultivation and leave the demon cultivators alone. deal with."
Cheng Qian felt that something was wrong when he heard it: "We are all bound by the magic seal, but those magic cultivators are scattered. If Tianyan Office promises benefits to buy a few and loses on purpose, what else is there to fight?"
Li Jun said: "Han Yuan is not that stupid, they should have a blood oath on the side of the magic cultivator - and it's not one-on-one, he dared to sweep the Central Plains alone, but he didn't expect anyone to help him, maybe he wanted to In that battle, he killed ten opponents by himself."
Cheng Qian asked, "Now, what are you waiting for?"
Li Yun said: "It should be that the formation has not been completed yet, and they seem to be still waiting for a fair person."
Cheng Qian frowned.
Li Yun patted him on the shoulder: "Don't frown, neither you nor the senior brother can run away. Only at this time, I think it's good for me to be mediocre."
Cheng Qian said: "In the eyes of everyone, and the blood oath of so many people involved, it seems that it is not easy to take Han Yuan away."
A few people fell silent for a while. At this time, Yan Zhengming took out a fan from nowhere, fanned it on his chest absently twice, and turned around inadvertently, just in time to see Li Yun's gesture of sitting or not. , so he decisively knocked off Li Yun's arm with a fan: "Sit down, sit down, be a little human."
It's not enough to touch him, Li Yun smiled "hehe", and was about to run on him for a few words, when he tilted his head, he suddenly saw Cheng Qian laughing.
Cheng Qian usually doesn't hold his own people very much. Of course it's nothing unusual to smile, but when he smiles, he keeps looking at Yan Zhengming, as if there is only one person left in his eyes, the corners of his eyes are slightly curved, It was as if a handful of thin light had been shattered, but it was actually warmer than ever before.
Li Yun: ""
He looked at Cheng Qian, then looked at Yan Zhengming, and after a bit of insight, he thought that if he continued to look at it, he might have a needle-like eye, he swayed and sat down, thinking: "When I woke up, the side was changed. Heaven and earth, motherfucker!"
Li Yun's sudden silence made him seem a little cold, and the puddle turned his head inadvertently, and said sharply, "Senior brother, have you changed the fan? This one is so broken, it's not as good-looking as the previous one."
As soon as she mentioned it, everyone discovered that Yan Zhengming had replaced a bamboo-boned fan in his hand. Over the years, the outer skin had turned reddish-brown, and there were still some cracks at the corners, which were not delicate at all.
However, Li Yun took the old bamboo fan with both hands and unfolded it carefully. Seeing that there were only two or three on the back, the shape of a distant mountain was outlined. The front was blank, with only a seal in the corner. The word "swinging".
Just by looking at those two words, you can see that this chapter is the seal of the head.
Li Yun sighed: "This is an antiquities in the sect - I said little junior sister, you are a big girl, you should also read some books seriously, you have no ink on your chest, you know that chicken feathers are flying around all day long. Worrying about me—Senior brother, where did you get it? Go back and try it, this ancient object might have a soul.”
Yan Zhengming said lightly that he and Cheng Qian didn't regret encountering inheritance behind the stage, and then took out a small box and an old book from the storage bag.
He handed the wooden box to the puddle and said, "This is the demon pill of a certain generation of demon kings. The demon king lived for 3,600 years and died. The demon pill is very pure and its power can be passed on. Fighting endlessly, there are very few demon kings who are dying, and the Fuyao faction has only this one in all dynasties. If you keep it, don’t steal it yourself. There are more than 3,000 years of Taoism in it. Your bones are not fully grown, you may not be able to bear ."
The puddle looked like she couldn't find Bei, her eyes were about to open to her eyebrows, she was like a stingy poor man who saw a room full of big gold bars, and held them up in a gesture of begging, as if holding her up, she became a big one. Demon's dream. She stammered for a long time, and then said flatteringly: "Big, big brother, I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, your fan is so, so beautiful, so beautiful that I'm drunk!"
Yan Zhengming: "Okay, let's see what you can do."
Said, he threw the book into Li Yun's arms: "Yours."
Li Yun happily took it over, only to see the words "Nine Links" written on the cover. He turned it over and only scanned a few pages, and the whole person trembled with excitement: "This, this"
"I asked that senior," Yan Zhengming said, "he said that among the ancestors I sent, there was indeed an exceptionally incompetent person, who was not a sword but a sword, and specialized in all kinds of tricks and tricks. This line of cultivators is very rare, it is called 'Nine Links', there is no master in these years, and there is no one to guide you.
Li Jun said with tears in his eyes: "Senior brother, let me promise with my body."
Sect Master Yan glanced at him with those peach blossom eyes that couldn't speak but could only curse, and clearly expressed his contempt - he didn't even want to ask for money.
Cheng Qian was a little bit funny, he was also worried that the old man would make things difficult for the senior brother, but he didn't expect that he was giving advice, and he was giving things different treatment.
Li Yun fondly rubbed the old scroll in his hand and asked curiously, "What else did that senior say?"
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"The sword of origin in your inner palace is very interesting. In order to attach the sword intent to it, someone cut the Yuan as a carrier, just so that you can turn a bad luck into a good one, and go to the 'sheath' in one fell swoop, and after the 'sheath' , is to truly enter the sword domain, but I think that although the person Huajian is willing and very clever, but the attainment of the wooden sword is really not high, if you want to go further, you have to refine the sword intent."
Yan Zhengming remembered at this time, his hands were still shaking, and he glared at Cheng Qian fiercely.
Cheng Qian leaned over and whispered, "Senior brother, calm down."
Yan Zhengming silently shook off his hand.
Cheng Qian can only hurt people with sharp teeth and sharp tongue, and can't coax people with glib tongue. He looked at him helplessly for a while, and then carefully held Yan Zhengming's hand.
Tossed away again.
Cheng Qianguo, as he said, persevered and held the back of his hand again.
The puddle didn't know how to avoid it, and looked straight at it for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.
Li Yun lowered his head without looking out of his mind. Suddenly, he found something in the nine-chain, opened it gently, and saw a note in the page. The ink was very new, and it was Yan Zhengming's handwriting. Writes: "This thing is worth, give me one."
The page with the note between it happened to be "Dan Scroll", and the three words "Qingxin Dan" hit Li Yun's eyes.
The commentary reads: "By taking this thing, you can cleanse your heart and cleanse your marrow, cut off the seven emotions, and cleanse the six desires. From then on, there will be no love or hatred, and there will be no worries in the world. It is good for practice."
Li Yun's heart jumped fiercely, and he looked up suspiciously at Yan Zhengming who was pulling with Cheng Qian.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and I saw a whole bunch of people in Tianyan, and then, a flying horse carriage descended from the sky, and an acquaintance lifted the curtain and jumped down—Rokuro.
After getting out of the car, Liu Lang bent down, put his hands in front of him, respectfully let the person in the car step on his hands, and the person in the car was not unexpected, it was Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen should have already changed his body, his complexion looked much better, and his gray hair was completely black.
After getting out of the car, he glanced around for a week, Wu Changtian and the others at the Chongtianyan place handed over their hands, only to see that Mulan Mountain and the other people were not natural, and the people of Xuanwutang were all at the end, obviously still remembering This person had a quarrel with them on Suoxiantai. Others, such as Nian Mingming and many other people from loose cultivators or small sects, came forward to say hello, some called "Brother Tang", some called "Senior".
Immediately, Tang Zhen turned to the magic cultivator. Surprisingly, two or three people among the magic cultivator's nine saints also bowed their hands to him from a distance.
This person doesn't have much contact with those famous families, but it is amazing to have a wide range of contacts among the small schools. No wonder he knows a little bit about everything.
A whistle sounded in the distance, which was the signal from Tianyan. After Wu Changtian heard it, he stepped forward and said, "Friends of Taoism have invited, now the formation has been completed, please Mr. Tang to check the formation."
Tang Zhen covered his knowledge, and after a while he opened his eyes and nodded without commenting.
Wu Changtian glanced at Han Yuan and said to Tang Zhen, "Excuse me, Mr. Tang, can you bring the blood oath plate?"
Rokuro immediately took out a tray from a small package, took two steps forward, and silently placed it in the air, and the tray was suspended in the air.
Tang Zhen lowered his eyes and sighed, "Does this have to be the case? Well, those two take an oath."
Wu Changtian was very happy, put his four fingers together and pointed to the sky, and said with a flat face: "Today, I will remove the magic seal from Tianyan, and join forces with fellow Daoists from all over the world to fight against the nightmare pedestrians and the magic dragon. If my generation loses, the Tianyan will All self-abandoned cultivation bases, let the monarchs dispose of them, and will never enter the Immortal Sect again!"
Said, he forced a tuft of blood from his fingertips and landed on the plate.
The puddle quietly turned into a bird, flew to the sky, stuck his head out to watch the excitement, only to see a Tai Chi picture painted in the middle of the tray, and Wu Changtian's blood was dyed half red.
Wu Changtian flicked his sleeves: "Fellow Daoist Han, it's your turn."
Han Yuan didn't lift his eyelids, stretched out his hand, and the tray flew straight to him: "If we lose, I'll go with you, let them go back to the southern border, and be like tortoises for life."
Said, he lowered his head, bit his finger fiercely, pressed the bloody finger on the Tai Chi plate, and only heard a "squeak", the Taiji plate seemed to be able to suck human flesh and blood, and instantly put his finger on the plate. All sucked into a concave piece, and the other half of Tai Chi was immediately filled with rich black blood.
The tai chi plate spun quickly, and the puddle just glanced at it, and felt a little dizzy, so he had to look away.
The next moment, many blood-colored Taiji pictures came out of the plate, leaving a mark on the wrists of Tianyanchu Zhongren, Han Yuan, and Jiusheng, swearing that those who violated it would be attacked.
Han Yuan looked at the seal indifferently, put his bleeding fingers into his mouth, and licked the blood on it: "Nine of them, plus me."
Wu Changtian waved his hand, and the young people from Tianyan District behind him came out with scrolls.
Wu Changtian took one of them, and the others scattered into the crowd and distributed them to those they selected.
One of the people holding the scroll was walking towards the direction of the Fuyao Sect. Yan Zhengming put an elbow of Cheng Qian and whispered, "Go pick it up."
It was none other than someone else who sent the scroll, it was the ochre that was mixed into Tianyan.
Cheng Qian knew that there must be news from Ochre, and immediately understood, opened the curtain of Shijiazi and greeted him.
As soon as he left, Li Yun hurriedly came over, scratched Yan Zhengming's ears, and asked in a row, "What do you mean? What's the matter with you and Xiao Qian? What Qingxin Pill do you want? You took the wrong medicine. What? What is this doing!"
Yan Zhengming stroked the wooden sword in his hand with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Do you know that he has sacrificed his Yuan for this wooden sword?"
Li Yun hesitated for a moment, then said dryly: "Ah, it seems like he can do something, so your reward is a heartless luck?"
Yan Zhengming: "Not in case, I mean in case, one day these will hinder his practice. If he regrets it, he will give this to him. I can't be his stumbling block."
Apart from sneering, Li Yun was speechless: "Senior brother, I always thought you were a scoundrel, but I can't see that you are actually a lover."
"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Zhengming patted him irritably and said, "Don't tell Xiao Qian beforehand, the freshness in his heart has not passed, and he is still far from boredom. I'm afraid he will be unhappy when he finds out."
"I guess Xiao Qian is not happy when he finds out." Li Yun said, "He will also let you eat shit, senior brother, do you believe it?"
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