Yin Biyue knew that if her current hair color was placed in another script, she might be a non-mainstream teenager in the second phase of the middle school, or she might be a fashion trend guide.
But for practitioners in this world, any problem with the body is a big deal. Especially this kind of symptoms that can't be found out, and don't know if there are hidden dangers in practice. To be able to rule is to rule.
He didn't care about it at first, but the attitude of the senior brother and the second senior sister were very cautious, otherwise they would not have thought of letting him participate in the flower folding party.
Yin Biyue didn't want Senior Brother Luo to worry, she wanted to say, "No need for treatment, it's really fine."
But maybe it's because the moonlight is too good tonight, maybe it's because the lake and mountains are too beautiful, maybe it's because Luo Mingchuan's eyes are too unbearable to be rejected, Yin Biyue opened his mouth, but the words changed, "Okay."
Luo Mingchuan laughed in relief.
The younger brother chose to trust him, just like the time he proposed to go with him under Xihua Peak. There's nothing better than this.
Yin Bi thought about it more, and felt that if he didn't say it, he would make his senior brother even more worried.
Then go to Xingshan Temple.
The world is so big, let's go and see it together.
At the same time, in Yunyang City, thousands of miles away, there is also a conversation under the illumination of the same moon.
It's just that the moonlight there is no longer gentle, but reveals a bit of coldness and cruelty.
The two people talking did not have the slightest intention to think about each other.
But in the same way, the decisions made in these two conversations directly or indirectly determine the fate of the future world.
The exchange still did not reach a consensus, and the Sword Saint faced the question of Mr. Zhang Yuan, but just looked at the night sky and replied, "The future of this world must be handed over to young people after all."
This sentence has some meaning to answer the question, but Mr. Zhang understands what he means.
So instead of continuing the topic, I took a few steps closer.
Three feet can be a distance to hold a salute, or it can be a defense between enemies. But now, someone has broken that distance.
Just a few steps closer, the atmosphere between the two miraculously eased down.
Mr. Zhang Yuan walked to the stone table, put away the broken array plate, put on a half-old tea set, and made a gesture of invitation to the guests tonight.
Wei Jingfeng sat down without seeing anything.
They started drinking tea. The best Junshan Yunwu tea.
Just like many years ago, when they were young.
"Let's put other things aside, you can stay and recuperate first."
The Juggernaut was as powerful as ever tonight, and there was no sign of injury at all. But Mr. Zhang said so, and he did not deny it.
"What is the old man afraid of?"
The head court smiled, "It's always trouble."
Yes, Juggernaut is not afraid of anything, even if he is injured, killing the one on Hengduan Mountain is just a matter of a sword.
But if the news spreads out, many people will be tempted, they will be self-sufficient, and moths will fly into the fire one after another, so the general situation in the world will be in chaos, and the swordsman will draw his sword to kill.
Wei Jingfeng is not afraid of killing people. Don't care about reputation.
He kills without asking the right way, and acts only by his own heart.
But he was afraid of trouble. The current situation is troublesome.
The meteorite abyss is still expanding, and the monsters beneath it are inexhaustible. They sensed that the soul was still alive, so it was born from the gathering of Yin Sha. For millions of years, it has continued to grow.
If you can't kill the root cause, sooner or later these monsters will come out from the bottom of the abyss that does not see the sun and devour all the fresh flesh and blood.
Monsters are not magic cultivators, they do not feel pain and do not need to practice exercises. You can simply rely on devouring to improve your own abilities.
Wei Jingfeng was the first saint after the 'End of Law'. He is also the only saint in the world.
Meteor Star Abyss is a taboo for practitioners, only he has entered it. More than once.
From the first time he entered five hundred years ago, Mr. Zhang Yuan started to deduce. Counted to a catastrophe.
Juggernaut has not returned to Cangya for many years, and Mr. Zhang has done a lot of things for many years.
They don't think what they have done is great and worthy of the world's admiration.
But the sky is about to fall, and there will always be someone taller.
They just think they are taller than others. So it should be done.
They have differences, but they are not wrong, they just choose different methods.
But in the end it went the opposite way.
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When Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan descended the mountain, the wind and the moon were waning, and the sea of clouds to the east was dyed red gold by the brilliance of the rising sun. The morning breeze is blowing on the face, bringing the moisture of the grass and the coolness of the clouds, which is refreshing.
When they returned to Yecheng, the whole city was still immersed in sweet dreams.
Empty long streets and swaying wine tricks, crisp birdsong and roosters in deep alleys.
The guy on the side of the road yawned and opened the shop door. The old couple pushed the wooden cart and set up an early stall, and white hot air came out from the gap of the steamer.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan walked through the city without speaking.
Just like those noon and dusk after the competition in the ring, they walked towards Qiuhu together. Inexplicably, Yin Biyue felt very at ease.
It's like going home together.
When the two walked to Qiuhu Lake, they suddenly felt something was wrong.
Duan Chongxuan was not by the lake or in the courtyard.
So early, the tea house is not open, where will he go
Yin Biyue frowned, and Luo Mingchuan said, "Don't worry, it should be fine."
The two were about to look for it when they saw a young man wearing a splashed ink landscape robe running over. The slightly larger Taoist robe made him look weaker. It was Cheng Tianyu.
Seeing the expressions of the two, Cheng Tianyu hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Duan is retreating in Wutong Garden to break barriers... My senior brother said you should come back, let me tell you."
Yin Biyue was relieved, "Thank you."
Luo Mingchuan said sincerely, "Thank you for your trouble."
Cheng Tianyu was a little embarrassed, and said shyly, "I can't be thankful. Brother, please come and have a look."
In fact, Duan Chongxuan originally wanted to suppress it, but when he returned to Xi Huafeng, he would retreat and break the barrier. However, after climbing the mountain, I was in a smooth mood, and there was a breakthrough, the breath was unstable, and the pressure was exposed. Two people from the Qinglu Sword Sect also climbed the mountain and broke the leaves this time, and Song Tang and the other three were also waiting at the foot of the mountain. They happened to see Duan Chongxuan going down the mountain, so they invited him to retreat to Wutong Garden.
Retreat is a major event, Duan Chongxuan is not easy to trust others, but this time he chose to trust them.
The Qinglu Sword Sect, as the host of this flower-folding party, has the most seniors and powerhouses in Yecheng. The Wutong Garden, where the three of Song Tang lived, was undoubtedly the safest place. Especially when I don't know if Baopu Zong and Zheng Wei have left Yecheng.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan accompanied Cheng Tianyu to Wutong Garden in the north of the city and thanked Song Tang and Zhong Shan.
Song Tang was amazed that Luo Mingchuan had broken through to the middle realm of Theravada overnight, and congratulated him without asking any further questions.
They stood in the courtyard and talked for a while, Yin Biyue looked at the closed door, and could vaguely feel the aura of the people in the room rising, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered around. He also thought with relief that the three small Chengjings were here, and Zheng Wei could have a fight when he came here.
It will take at least four days for Duan Chongxuan to break the barrier, and although the Flower Folding Fair is over, the Qinglu Sword Sect still needs to do a lot of finishing work. Will not leave for a while.
Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue also decided not to walk with everyone in Cangya Mountain two days later, but to wait for Duan Chongxuan to break the barrier and leave the customs before leaving together.
When they descended the mountain, only Luo Mingchuan was in the barrier-breaking realm, while Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were both in the contemplative realm. But now, it will soon become two barrier-breaking realms and one small vehicle realm.
This kind of cultivation speed is not an exaggeration to describe it by leaps and bounds. Yin Bi thinks more about it, no wonder many practitioners like to travel in the world.
But what about Master, Master has traveled abroad for so many years, is there any place in the world that he has not been to
The flower-folding meeting was over, and small sects set off to leave Yecheng one after another, and the disciples of Cangya Mountain also began to prepare to leave.
For practitioners, there is nothing to pack, mainly busy saying goodbye. The Zhehua Club not only came to compete with each other, but also got to know the disciples of other sects. After this separation, it is difficult to predict the future cultivation way, and I don’t know if there is a chance to meet again.
Quduiyan came to eat lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken that day. Tonight, he was going to invite He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian to a banquet at Taihe Upstairs.
But they were unanimously rejected, "It's not as good as the night market in the city!"
So the three girls sat at the roadside wonton stand where people came and went, holding half-worn white porcelain bowls to fish for wontons.
It's a pity that Qudui's cigarette face is placed there, and the roadside stalls eat better than others.
The three of them ate all the way, and finally lay on the roof by the autumn lake to watch the moon,
He Yanyun said, "I think the most urgent task is to marry you first."
Quduiyan refused to accept, "Why? I am twenty-eight years old, and my mother is not in a hurry!"
He Yanyun rubbed her stomach, "Think about it, with your Taoist companion, the four of us can still get together a table of mahjong, the three of us are together, and there is nothing left to eat..."
Ruan Xiaolian was immersed in the sad atmosphere of parting, but when she heard her, she immediately laughed.
The whole world is full of feasts, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the clear light falls on the roof.
Quduiyan stood up, his clothes fluttered, his face shrouded in a faint silver glow, like a fairy descended from the Moon Palace.
She said, "You remember to write me a letter. You can also pass on the jade slip. As long as it reaches the Lianjian Sect, I can receive it."
Ruan Xiaolian's eyes turned slightly red, "Definitely."
He Yanyun muttered, "Who has that spare time!" As she stood up, her nose was sore.
The next day dawn broke, and everyone from the Lianjian Sect set off for the Central Continent. At noon, the disciples of Cangya Mountain also said goodbye to Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue and left Yecheng.
At dusk, except for Baopu Zong and Qinglu Sword Sect, several major sects had not left, and the rest had already left for the mountain.
There are fewer foreign practitioners, and Ye Cheng seems to have returned to the way Yin Biyue and the three of them first entered the city.
During the whole period of the flower-folding meeting, the security in the city was extraordinarily strict.
On this day, Duan Chongxuan left the customs.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan came to Wutong Garden early in the morning. Five people stood in the courtyard staring at the door.
Finally, when the breath in the room calmed down, Duan Chongxuan pushed open the door and walked out.
He saluted the five people in front of him and thanked them for their kindness in keeping the customs.
Seeing that he successfully broke the barrier, several people laughed with relief. Cheng Tianyu happily congratulated him. Even Zhong Shan, who has always been expressionless, softened his face.
Duan Chongxuan found that Luo Mingchuan had also broken through, so the Wutong Garden was filled with joy, like spring.
At this time, they didn't know that the current Ye Cheng was gloomy and gloomy, filled with depression and panic that was about to come.
Because the city is dead.
It was the watchman from last night who died. In Shiyang Lane, South Street, there were no corpses, and the only thing that could be used as a basis for judgment was the blood stains left in the stone crevices. There is also the magic breath that splits the bluestone slab.
If it is in the East Continent where demonic cultivation is rampant, this kind of thing happens every day.
But here, it is possible to avoid the eyes and ears of those seniors and even Ye Chengzhu.
This is a terrible thing.
There has been no trace of a demon cultivator in the entire Southern Continent for nearly a hundred years.