Yan Zhengming walked out of the bedroom, and there was no sleepiness on his face. He raised his hand and pressed Cheng Qian's stiff shoulder, and asked, "How did he die? I don't feel at all here. How can you die without a single movement?"
Yan Zhengming is the true heir of the Sect Master Yin. He can sense the slightest movement on Fuyao Mountain, and his consciousness can even sweep to the back mountain group of demon valleys, which is much more powerful than the real Muchun who lived in the weasel's body half-dead back then.
"I don't know," Li Yun said, pinching his eyebrows, "There is a boy in Baihu Villa who didn't enter the Dao. He woke up in the middle of the night and saw that the lights were on in his room, and the shadow on the window was a bit strange, so he stepped forward and asked. I just found out that the person is gone, go and see me."
Cheng Qian had all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues in his mind for a while, and got up with a heavy heart.
He just came together, and the hand that grabbed Ting Qiankun suddenly seemed to be burning, but there was nothing abnormal on the surface of the smooth skin.
Cheng Qian's hand trembled violently, and immediately, the burning sensation quickly spread from his hand to his arm, and then wrapped around his body.
He was top-heavy for a while, and the frost blade originally hanging on his waist fell from his body without warning, shivering and making a "humming" sound.
Yan Zhengming and Li Yunyuan were talking, but when he turned around, he saw that Cheng Qianhen didn't snort, and he knelt on the ground after shaking twice.
Cheng Qian's hand was able to pinch into Frostblade's scabbard, and the cold blade of the past seemed to have become warm. Everything around him was moving away from him. He heard a certain sound, like something from ancient times. Huang Zhongda Lu, the sound was heavy and tyrannical, stirring up his inner palace to turmoil.
At this moment, an external force suddenly poured into him, instantly isolating the layers of sound waves, suppressing his turbulent true essence.
Cheng Qian swallowed the bitter taste in his chest and condensed his inner palace, only to see that this powerful but not compelling consciousness fell into a phantom, it was the legendary Shang Wannian who had already died.
Shang Wannian frowned at Cheng Qian's Yuan Zhi and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why is Yuan damaged?"
Cheng Qian was speechless for a moment.
Shang Wannian looked at him and sighed, his consciousness dispersed, and his entire portrait turned into a constellation of stars, bit by bit helping Cheng Qian sort out the scurrying real essence.
Cheng Qian only listened to him saying: "Your Yuan is damaged, you can't bear to listen to Qiankun's inheritance, I can only block it in your inner palace first, and wait for it later."
What is this being bought and sold by force
Shang Wannian said again: "I heard that Qiankun has been lost for a long time. After I accepted the inheritance, I searched for it for a lifetime, and I only met it when I died. Since there is a fate, I want to pass it on to you, who knows the timing and the will of God. , I must have a bad life."
As soon as the unfortunate Shang Wannian finished speaking, Cheng Qian felt that something was flowing from his arm all the way through the meridians all over his body, and finally disappeared into the inner palace between his eyebrows. In the middle of his inner palace, it brightened for a moment, and then gradually dimmed.
The consciousness of Shang Wannian appeared in front of Cheng Qian again, staring at Ting Qiankun for a moment with a complicated expression, he shook his head and sighed: "But even though I can't see the inheritance, I can see it, and I'm dead."
Cheng Qian: "You in the end"
Shang Wannian replied, "Well, my physical body is already at the end of my life. I expected my lifespan to end, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Tsk, I'm causing trouble for your faction."
Cheng Qian: "What the hell is going on here?"
Shang Wannian turned around, looked at him quietly for a moment, opened his mouth, but made no sound.
He laughed at himself and said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, little friend, when you repair it yourself, you will understand that after accepting the inheritance that I have sealed here, there are restrictions in the inheritance, and no one can tell the universe. secret."
He paused, then smiled bitterly: "Including dead people."
Cheng Qian didn't see resentment and unwillingness on his face, as if he was just calm, so he couldn't help but raise a question, everyone is pursuing the path to ascend, why doesn't this person seem to care
Shang Wannian stood in front of him with a sense of distance between yin and yang, and said, "I know that you all hate Tianyan. They are despicable and self-righteous, and they have killed many people. It's a shame to get to where they are now. But over the years , monks and mortals can always live in peace, and it is indeed indispensable to these despicable villains. Now Tianyan and nightmare pedestrians are both defeated, and the Central Plains Demon Dao and Right Dao will be headless. This is the beginning of the catastrophe of the 'million wronged souls', so I We must save Han Yuan's life."
He glanced at Cheng Qian and added, "It's not to sell your Fuyao faction's favor."
The ghosts were born in troubled times, all the nine saints were dead, only Han Yuan was alive, and the demons in the southern border were not a mass of scattered sand, but he might really never be able to return to Fuyao Mountain again.
"But the timing of Soul Eater's appearance is too coincidental," Shang Wannian said, "I didn't expect the deadline to come, and I have not come to check it out, so I will give you a feeling, not necessarily right-someone knows Tong Tong For example, the matter of making a wish on that ghost stone has been secretly fueling the flames. Except for the Tianyan place of the initiator, only the four of us should know about it."
Cheng Qian's eyes flashed.
Shang Wannian said, "No, it's not Bian Xu. If he really had such a deliberate mind, he would definitely not be like this ghost now."
Cheng Qian nodded - an organization as big as Tianyanchu, who may have accidentally leaked it.
"This is the first," Shang Wannian stretched out his hand to retrieve his consciousness wandering in Cheng Qian's inner mansion, and said sternly, "I have one more thing to tell you, you have been manipulated, do you know that?"
Cheng Qian's pupils shrank slightly: "What?"
"It's not your body, in terms of soul, forgive me for not being good at this, and I can't see what it is for a while," Shang Wannian said, "Isn't it happened yet? Even if you don't dare to say that you are invincible in the world, your cultivation base is invincible. It's enough to be among the top now, I can't figure out, who has such a big pass, and can cast a spell on you without a trace."
Cheng Qian's fingertips trembled, as if a piece of ice had been stuffed into his chest.
Who has mastered it over the years? Who has the chance to do something on his soul
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Shang Wannian looked at his complexion and said, "It seems that you already know what you have in mind."
Cheng Qian nodded with difficulty, and asked calmly, "Master, is there any way to resolve it?"
Shang Wannian sighed: "I can't see what the curse is. I'm afraid I can't help you, but don't worry too much. If it does happen one day, Ting Qiankun, who I sealed in your inner palace, can resist it for you."
Cheng Qian: "Thank you."
Shang Wannian waved his hand: "There is a certain number in the dark, and the universe should fall into your hands. You don't need to thank me - I'm gone and reincarnated."
Said that the last wisp of consciousness he had left in the world disappeared, as if he had unloaded some burden, and disappeared without any worries.
When Cheng Qian woke up, he was in his Qing'an home and heard an unfamiliar voice saying, "This senior is the backlash that Yuan was damaged by. I think it may be because of the frequent use of Zhen Yuan recently."
Cheng Qian: ""
He was already very dignified, where did this donkey come from
Cheng Qian opened his eyes and saw a cultivator dressed in the costume of a disciple of the White Tiger Villa, who was pressing his pulse door, raised his head to meet his cold eyes, and immediately let go of his hands in fright: "Before, senior, wake up. already?"
Cheng Qian tortured him with his eyes expressionlessly.
Yan Zhengming raised his hand to pick up the little cultivator and put it aside, blocking Cheng Qian's murderer's sight for him. From the back, it could be seen that the senior brother was mad.
"Don't worry about him," Yan Zhengming said, biting his back molars, "Tell me, what will happen after the Yuan is damaged and backlashed?"
The white-clothed cultivator stammered, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, it won't be. Senior Cheng's true essence is pure and profound. As long as you meditate and recuperate, you will be able to repair it on your own within a short period of time. Sect Master, don't worry."
Yan Zhengming's face softened a little - although he didn't see where he was going, he issued an order to evict guests: "Okay, thank you so much, just walk slowly and don't send them off."
Li Yun, who was guarding the door, immediately smiled and said: "Please come here, it's alright, don't be afraid, our head won't bite."
Sect Master Yan, who didn't bite, watched the two of them walk away with a face like a mountain of rain, and then slowly turned his head, ready to settle accounts with Cheng Qianqiu.
Cheng Qian was not in the mood to let him go, he suddenly leaned back and stared at the top of the bed tent.
This reaction was somewhat different from what Yan Zhengming expected to be "guilty and short of breath". He was stunned for a while, then put aside the prepared guilt for the time being, and walked to the bedside at a loss: "Is there anything wrong?"
Cheng Qian didn't say a word, reached out and patted his side, motioning him to sit down, then closed his eyes, grabbed Yan Zhengming's hand and put it on his chest.
Cheng Qian was cold and seldom able to get along with anyone. Tang Zhen was the closest outsider to him. Because there are few people in his heart, the feelings that are evenly distributed on everyone's heads are extraordinarily pure, and it is the first time he has tasted the feeling of being betrayed.
Yan Zhengming's hands are much warmer than his, more alive, more like a living person.
Cheng Qian took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Shang Wannian is at the end of his life. Yuan has passed away. I think he is very happy, and no one hurt him."
Someone has already reported this matter, Yan Zhengming already knew about it, he said in surprise: "How do you know?"
"I saw him." Cheng Qian said briefly, "He wanted to give me an inheritance, just because my Yuan was damaged, I couldn't bear it for a while. It wasn't the bullshit that the man said just now, except for the use of forbidden techniques to force repairs. For the idiots, who will be attacked by their own yuan?"
Yan Zhengming: ""
He suddenly pulled his hand out: "Do you want to rebel?"
"Don't make trouble." Cheng Qian whispered, "Senior brother, I feel uncomfortable."
Yan Zhengming was stunned when he heard this. He had seen Cheng Qian who was covered in injuries in a fight, he had seen Cheng Qian who choked on a few words and a somersault, and he had seen Cheng Qian who was reluctant to tolerate himself, but he did not see him. Cheng Qian, who frowned so much and whispered, "I feel bad in my heart".
In his impression, Cheng Qian seemed to have a heart of stone, nothing in the world could shake him, nothing could make him bow his head.
This accidental leak of vulnerability made Yan Zhengming suddenly feel a strange excitement in his heart. He bent down and brushed away a few strands of hair on the side of Cheng Qian's face. A kiss between the raised eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Cheng Qian didn't say a word, looked at his face so close at hand, and thought wearily: "Will he betray me one day?"
Yan Zhengming felt itchy when he looked at him, and worried about his body, so he didn't dare to touch him, so he forced himself to calm down and said, "What are you looking at?"
Cheng Qian looked at him for a moment, suddenly smiled relieved, and said in his heart: "What are you thinking about? I will give him what he wants, and if he wants my life, I will give it to him. There is no betrayal or betrayal. ."
Yan Zhengming didn't have a see-through eye and didn't see the unspoken oath in his heart. He moistened his lips, with blatant covetousness on his face, and his mouth was still stinking and shameless and reserved: "Since your heart is also It's uncomfortable, and it's also uncomfortable on your body, just sleep well today, um, I can push other things off first and just stay with you."
Cheng Qian: ""
The Sect Master is sometimes a rare species.
Cheng Qian swept away his tender feelings and said, "Oh, it's so annoying."
He raised his hand and pushed Yan Zhengming's face away, and said indifferently, "I don't have to work for you. I have something to go out for, so you can go to sleep slowly."
Yan Zhengming: "Wait, you just woke up"
Cheng Qian dodged and was no longer in the room.
Yan Zhengming: ""
He couldn't clean up the owner of Qinganju, so he decided to clean up the bamboo forest of Qinganju.
Cheng Qian came directly to Tang Zhen's guest room, but found that Tang Zhen had left at some point, leaving only a small box with a note next to it: "It's useless to stay, leave for now, the contents of the box are I haven't had a chance to give you the soul thread, but I'm afraid I won't be able to use it right now."
The soul-pulling silk can draw out Han Yuan's soul for a short time, allowing them to take the opportunity to kill the evil-doing demon without having to cast the mouse.
The blood oath says "Dragon". If they really kill the demon, is it true that Han Yuan can put the blame on the demon, and he doesn't have to travel to the southern border, and he doesn't have to be punished for five hundred years?
Cheng Qian tightened his fingers on the note, and then sighed. If he had no doubts in his heart, he might have taken this thing to Yan Zhengming in ecstasy at this time.
Now he is suspicious, Tang Zhen didn't take it early, and he didn't take it late, why did he just take out the soul thread now
He didn't want Han Yuan to go to the southern border. Was it out of good intentions, or was he just hoping that the water would be more muddy
And why did Tang Zhen leave in such a hurry
Cheng Qian suddenly raised his head with feeling, and saw Han Yuan's conspicuous Panlong robe flying up and down the low wall outside the house.
Han Yuan explained lightly: "Shang Wannian's nosy old man died. They didn't have time to take care of me for a while. I'll come out and go around - what's in your hand?"
Cheng Qian paused and told the truth.
When Han Yuan heard this, he sat on the wall indifferently, and laughed quite self-deprecatingly: "Throw it away, it's useless, why did the elder brother's nonsense come to him? It's not that he doesn't know what inner demons are. What is one body and two souls, it's not a home grab."
Cheng Qian: "Yo, have you become a 'Elder Brother'? No longer the 'Head of Your Sect'?"
Han Yuan was blocked by him.
Cheng Qian added: "He just wants to find a way out for you. If they really want to kill you, at least there is 'one body and two souls' that can be used as an excuse."
Han Yuan put his arms on the low wall behind him and looked up at the vast night sky on Fuyao Mountain. After a while, he said, "No need, little brother, I found that people can't make excuses for themselves."
Cheng Qian leaned against the courtyard wall of the guest room, and also imitated his movements and raised his head. The two sat on the same side, with the same night sky above their heads, as if they had not been so close to each other for a long time.
"The three of you went to the Qun Yaogu to save me. The second senior brother admitted to his face that he had fooled me. I thought the second senior brother looked like a little white face. I didn't expect it to be a man." Han Yuan stretched his legs, sitting or not. , If it wasn't for the majestic Panlong robe on his body, he seemed vaguely still a rogue little beggar.
"Later I found out that he was just really smart." Han Yuan said, and then he changed his voice and asked, "I was hit by a painting soul at that time and killed you by mistake, little brother, if the two of us were in different places. ,What would you do?"
Cheng Qian didn't say a word, he didn't immerse himself in the scene, and everyone was talking without backache.
Han Yuan said to himself: "You will definitely not jump into the sea with the madness of the painting soul. Once you break free of the painting soul, you will definitely return to the master's door to apologize. The brothers blame you or not, they all say Forget it, you won't hide."
Cheng Qian smiled bitterly and said, "A bag of pine nut candies, did you pay me to look up to me for so many years?"
Han Yuan laughed in a low voice, and with a smile, the smile lines on the corners of his eyes disappeared quietly. His face was clearly a young man, but his eyes suddenly became vicissitudes.
Han Yuan: "Actually, I'm not afraid of what the brothers will do to me. I know they won't do anything to me. But I can't bear the guilt, little brother, day and night, it's so torturous, I can only It turned into hostility and hatred."
Cheng Qian: "You know we won't blame you."
Han Yuan: "Pretend not to know, but actually know."
The more you know, the deeper the guilt.
No one blames him, he blames himself more and more.
Han Yuan: "You can escape for a while, but you can't escape for a lifetime. It's not too late for me to understand the truth now. You can still show me Fuyao Mountain."
The two were silent for a long time.
Cheng Qian suddenly raised a hand. Seeing Han Yuan sitting on the low wall, he bent down slightly and patted his palm.
With a crisp sound, all the betrayal and entanglement, and the several confrontations, all vanished in a flash.
Cheng Qian: "Okay, if you are a senior brother and scare people casually, why don't you go to the little junior sister to apologize?"
"Tomorrow," Han Yuan said a little embarrassedly, "it's too late today, such a big girl, it's not easy to find her in the middle of the night, I'm not used to watching her grow up."
Cheng Qian was deeply touched by this aspect. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, a fire in the yard in the distance exploded like fireworks. Tong He's figure flashed and landed on a big tree. A sharp voice shouted: "Who are you!"
Cheng Qian's face changed, and the frost blade touched the low wall lightly. The next moment, the person was no longer there, and Han Yuan followed Fei and chased after him.
I saw a man in the yard of the puddle with a pale face, who couldn't see the male or female. He was dressed in colorful and green, and his attire was even more bizarre than that of the puddle.
Han Yuan came out of the black fog, folded his hands on his chest, frowned at the man and said, "Demon cultivator?"
When the man saw Han Yuan, he shrank back a few steps, and the retreat was blocked again.
Cheng Qian said: "Today is neither the first day nor the fifteenth day of the new year. You don't stay in the Demon Valley of the Back Mountains and come to Fuyao Mountain. Are you impatient?"
The two were one after the other, blocking the demon cultivator with nowhere to hide. He suddenly let out a fearful squeak, and suddenly turned into a big bird, going straight up and down to the sky.
Han Yuan stood in the sky, a dragon shadow flashed past behind him, and the threatening demonic energy fell in the sky, suppressing the big bird alive, Han Yuan flicked his sleeves, and the gossip seal of the blood oath flashed on the back of his hand. "Tsk", and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't let me kill."
The big demon fell to the ground and fell into human form, and before he had time to escape, a sword had already been pressed against his neck.
The frost on the sword made the demon Xiu's neck turn blue and white.
Cheng Qian held the sword in one hand and pressed him to the ground indifferently: "If I were you, I wouldn't think about running."
Yao Xiu's face showed pain. He didn't seem to be able to speak human words. He knelt on his knees, looked up at the puddle in pain, and said in a weird tone, "You are the queen's."
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