A good unpopular sect can change at will

…My friend, you are so busy, I have to take care of you. "

"Then I'm afraid you won't be able to practice." He smiled wryly, "I found that demons seem to be inexhaustible."

"Of course, the demons in the world come from the human heart. There are demons in the world." The human said, "If you want to eliminate the demons in the world, you must eliminate all the people in the world."

He shook his head: "I am an immortal, who protects the six worlds. If I want to kill someone easily, what is the difference between that and a devil?"

"But what's the point of doing this now? The demons are endless. If you kill one, there will be thousands and thousands more!"

"it is my responsibility."

"What kind of duty is this?" The man suddenly raised his voice, "It's clearly a burden, a bondage. You have been in the world for so long, and you have been busy eliminating demons. Why have you ever taken a good look at the world you guard? Have you ever had the time to understand it? The human beings you protect? Do you... do you really want to protect them? Or do you just treat them as a cold duty?"

He kept silent, thinking, this man doesn't know anything at all.He didn't know that there were still the bones of the God of War in the underworld, and he didn't know that in this world, these six realms were all bought by the God of War and countless heavenly soldiers and generals in exchange for their lives.

How could he allow the demons to defile the six realms.

The man knew him well.

That's right, there's no need to get acquainted anymore.

Before he left, the man asked him if he would let go of his responsibilities and play with him in the world, but he didn't nod, and watched the expectation in the man's eyes go out little by little.

Later, he heard that the man went back to practice, and he didn't seem to encounter any bottlenecks, but he never became a fairy.

Later, that person came to look for him again, still called him good fairy, greeted him, and he still nodded in response.

He asked the man, why hasn't he become a fairy yet?

That human said, you have not eliminated all the demons in the world.

The man told him interesting stories about his cultivation, and he also told the man about his current situation in eliminating demons.

He talked about the demons who gave birth to offspring with humans and caused troubles in the world, and that he would go to the demon world in the near future to fight against the demons that defiled human beings.

"There is no God of War in the fairy world, so what son of God of War is there?" the man sighed.

Ask him again: "Are you tired?"

What he realized: "What do you want to do?"

He found himself bound.

The man smiled: "I want to live with you forever and never be separated."

Laughing so irrationally, speaking so erratically.

The man turned and left.

He broke free from the man's shackles and rushed out to find him.Everything was the same as it was many years ago. The monks in the world reported the good news everywhere, saying that the big devil finally got his retribution, and said that it was thanks to the man from the Ten Bamboo Villa who died with him...

He still knew the man better.

After cultivating for so long, he is only one step away from the fairy world. At this time, which battle will he fight for, and then his soul will fly away?

How cunning, how vicious!

He didn't understand what this person was trying to do, he was replaying the words and actions of that person in his mind, trying to find clues.

He remembered the man who asked him when he came: "What is the human world? What are the creatures in the world? The world is bustling and bustling, and it obviously has nothing to do with you. Why should you be so exhausted that you cannot be freed."

"There is no escape." He retorted.

"You can't be freed now, don't you feel that the six realms are like binding you?"

"Then what about you, what are you bound to not be able to ascend?"

"Don't you understand?" Meaningfully.

He remembered that the man asked him at the end: "Are you tired?" His expression and tone were the same as those of many years ago.

"Let me help you." Years ago, the man was free and easy, and he spent time with him in the never-ending search and pursuit.

What is the picture.

The picture stopped at the moment when the man turned to leave. The man laughed and said that life after life will never be separated.

Later, he asked the little demon around him to temporarily act as the god for him, while he left his post without permission, and even ignored the demons and the demon clan.After searching all over the six worlds, he finally found his three souls and six souls.

He also used this to put a bondage on himself, and from life to life, he would accompany that person in reincarnation. Except for that person, no creature in the six worlds could release the bondage...

The binding of Ten Bamboo Villa is number one in the world.

All the Six Realms thought that the ancestors of Ten Bamboo Villa were so bold that they dared to bind the gods.

It turned out to be the case.

What Yuan Chunyu knew was not everything.

Yan Rong woke up, and gradually remembered her surname, the sound of the water mixed with shouts became clearer, Yan Rong jumped up, suddenly felt as light as a swallow, and jumped out of the water in one go.

The ghost guard hurriedly dragged him ashore.

Yan Rong gasped on the shore, and felt something in her hand, it turned out to be a rock.The spiritual power surged in the stone, as if it was about to burst forth.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Duchen Xianjun standing on the bank, leaning over to face him.

"Xianjun." 'Duchen Xianjun' called him.

"So it wasn't a dream." Yan Rong thought in his heart.

He once had a dream when he was drunk, dreaming that he was looking for people to kill all over the world. He kept killing and gradually became exhausted, but those people could not be killed.It turned out that what he killed was not a human being, but a demon.

"Since the fairy has been unbound, let's go back."

"Wait." Yan Rong said, "My life is not over yet."

After finishing speaking, he waved to the ghost messenger at the side: "I want to avenge my grievance!"

"What!" The stand-in became anxious when he heard this, "Oh, Xianjun! Now that you're unbound, come back quickly! Why do you want to seek injustice!"

Yan Rong said: "I'm not dead yet, I want to return to the world." She was very determined.

The stand-in choked for a while, unable to swallow the thoughts that had troubled him for a long time: "Could it be that the fairy has forgotten his duty, or has he been in the world for too long, and he doesn't want to come back?"

These words immediately sent Yan Rong back to the illusion.

But how can there be any responsibilities, the flames of war have been extinguished, and the God of War is dead, so there is no son of the God of War anymore. He got the title Duchen Xianjun, but it is only a vain job.

"This life is not over yet, I am just a mortal Yan Rong." Yan Rong still said.

"But I'm afraid the world can't wait for the fairy to die." He looked worried on his substitute, looking at him like a sinner through the ages. The new devil is about to come of age, who else in the world can replace Xianjun..."

Yan Rong suddenly smiled and said: "The mortals of Ten Bamboo Villa can do it, why not the mortals of the Longevity Sect?"

"Xianjun is so confident that he thinks he is willing to take this risk in this life?"

"Who said you need to bother others." Yan Rong said, "I mean myself, a mortal Yan Rong."

"Back then, I couldn't deal with the child born in the world of the demons because the child still belonged to the world before its death. Immortals can't kill people, but humans can kill people."

The author has something to say: I, why did I stop updating again, maybe the daily update or something will become a flag

☆、Chapter 60

The mortal Yan Rong boasted so much, and was finally let go by his substitute to appeal for injustice.

After a while, he regained his senses, saw the lush forests and the vast sky, and returned to the world again.

With a glance, he saw that Quercego's eyes were wide open.Hua Zhengxian bowed his head and said nothing, letting the other party jump in anger in front of him.

"What's going on here?"

Qie Sheng was overjoyed for a moment, but in the blink of an eye she opened her eyes angrily: "What are you talking about, you guys never told me about these things! Never—don't tell me!"

After going to Yunwei Peak, Yan Rong finally understood when she saw Zhao Ya whose demon power had weakened a bit.

It turns out that the treasure of the town of Shizhu Villa also got involved, taking advantage of Yan Rong's passing for Yuan Chunyu, he took out his century-old cultivation to give Yuan Chunyu's life, and made him feel bad for the little village owner. up.

What's more, this treasure of the village does not allow anyone to say that it is their owner, so from Yuan Chunyu's almost dying to Hua Zhengxian begging for help everywhere, to Zhaoya's domineering division of a hundred years of cultivation, These mistletoes don't know it at all.

It wasn't until Yuan Chunyu recovered his life that Querce realized that his cultivation base of the treasure of the town had been weakened, and found the place where Yan Rong practiced, Hua Zhengxian finally confessed.

"Yuan Chunyu is also my friend, why are you hiding it from me!" Querce scolded furiously.

Still angry, sulking in the room by herself, Hua Zhengxian felt sorry for their owner, and guarded outside the door for a whole day.

After nightfall, Yan Rong ran over to take a look, and saw that he was still guarding outside the door, so she brought him a piece of clothing.

Hua Zhengxian took the clothes from Yan Rong's hand and was stunned for a while, then heard Yan Rong say: "It's cold at night, put it on when it's cold."

He raised his head suddenly, wanting to ask Yan Rong if he didn't hate him, but before he could say the words, he was frustrated, so he swallowed the words again when he reached his throat.

Yan Rong's eyes were as calm as ever, as if handing him the clothes was just a matter of course.Hua Zhengxian understood that the little trouble he caused did not make Yan Rong take him seriously.

Hua Zhengxian put on her clothes.Listen to Yan Rong said: "Ten Bamboo Villa is quite an interesting place, isn't it?"

"Uh...um." Hua Zhengxian was a little confused.Yan Rong took the initiative to talk to him for the first time, and it sounded like they were just chatting.

Yan Rong said again: "I heard that people from the Hua family went to the Ten Bamboo Villa and were locked outside the villa by your owner for half a month?"

He suddenly stopped, "You know I am..."

"What is it?"

Hua Zhengxian faltered for a while, thinking about guessing, thinking that Yan Rong probably didn't know yet, and also felt that Yan Rong seemed to know everything.

In the end is know or not know?

Hua Zhengxian was overthinking, but she saw a little smile in Yan Rong's eyes.

"I don't know." Yan Rong said.

"Let's go." Yan Rong informed him, flicked his sleeves, and started to leave.

Do you know or not?

Hua Zhengxian watched him turn his back, and a certain impulse in his heart rushed to his head through the frustration and twists and turns, and rushed out the words he had swallowed.

"You don't hate me?"

"It's alright."

What does can also mean?Hua Zhengxian was confused, and heard Yan Rong say: "You cry well."

Hua Zhengxian choked suddenly, his face turned red immediately, thinking that Yan Rong would actually bring up such a shameful thing!She really hated him!

The cool night wind slowly cooled him down.Hua Zhengxian couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

This time he came to Yunwei Peak with his owner, and found that the small mountain had changed a lot.

Although Yan Rong didn't seem to have changed much, he did change with them. At least this time, Hua Zhengxian didn't encounter the compassion he always saw in Yan Rong's eyes.He practiced alone on an inaccessible mountain, and he became more and more ecstatic. When Hua Zhengxian saw him this time, he felt that he was not as far away as before, and on the contrary, he was more human.

Just as he was thinking, Qie Sheng opened the door and pulled him in.

Hua Zhengxian said: "The owner is willing to forgive me?"

Querce slammed the door: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"I shouldn't have lied to the owner."

"this one?"

"what?"

"Hmph." Querce said, "Am I the owner of the village or is he the owner?"

Hua Zhengxian understood: "Of course you are the owner of the villa."

"Then you listen to him and not to me?"

"Where's the matter, why didn't I listen to you?" Hua Zhengxian was a little funny. He had also figured out the temper of the little owner over the years, and said, "You and Mr. Zhaoya, I must listen to you first of."

"Then you are not allowed to hide it from me in the future."

Hua Zhengxian nodded in agreement.

After answering, he said: "The owner of the villa should know that Mr. Zhaoya is always good for the owner."

Querce twitched her mouth: "Heh!"

Hua Zhengxian said: "This matter is unusual, Mr. Zhaoya is also afraid of the owner's impulsiveness... Doesn't the owner know that Mr. Zhaoya would rather be hated by you than put you in danger."

"You can always say good things about him!" Querce said, "Then why didn't he come to see me?"

"You just quarreled in front of him. A powerful monster like Mr. Zhaoya is bound to be proud..."

Qie Sheng looked at him: "I heard that you were also a proud person in the past, why are you willing to wait outside my door?"

"In the past, it was just arrogance born of ignorance." Hua Zhengxian smiled wryly, "How can a lowly person like me have the nerve to be proud?"

"Stop, stop!" Querce felt something was wrong, and approached him with a threatening manner, "Now you feel humble, don't you think that being a disciple of Ten Bamboo Villa is not as good as Senior Brother Hua at Yunwei Peak?"

Hua Zhengxian shook his head, seeing some toughness on the outside and soft on the inside from the imposing manner of the Xiaozhuang owner.The owner of the Ten Bamboo Villa has been closed for many years and was afraid of being shut up by his mother. He is most afraid of seeing people looking sad.

"Now I just want to serve by the owner's side, that's all." Hua Zhengxian said.

Times have changed, but Yunwei Peak's disciples still like to gossip.Yan Rong walked around Yunwei Peak, and heard all the big and small things in Yunwei Peak, among which Yuan Chunyu's big and small things accounted for [-]% to [-]%.

Yuan Chunyu was always the center of the topic, especially after becoming an elder.Those who obey him and those who do not obey him can add up to add oil and vinegar to make many tricks.

Recently, the story of a young demon cultivator who had made a lot of trouble in the Jianghu beat Yuan Chunyu until he couldn't fight back was even more widely spread.

On the way, he met the flower spirit next to Yuan Chunyu, and at least asked about the whole story. It turned out that Yuan Chunyu almost died this time because of the demon cultivator.Yan Rong figured it out, he only came out recently, he was an adult, and he was able to beat the elder of Yunwei Peak who had been studying magic cultivation for decades until he was powerless to fight back, and he was almost seduced by the black and white impermanence.

The devil mentioned by "Dushen Immortal" can't run away.

Yan Rong walked to the mountain pass, and a figure loomed in the night ahead.

Yan Rong said to the figure: "Master Zhao Ya is willing to come and see him off, Yan Rong is very grateful."

Yan Rong called him "My lord", but Zhao Ya did not expect Zhao Ya to write "Xianjun" backhand as a gift: "It's rare for a Xianjun to come here, why don't you leave after seeing him?"

Yan Rong thought it was quite interesting for a while, so she didn't shirk it, and said: "It happens to be something, let's see when we come back."

In addition to Yuan Chunyu, the great elder of Yunwei Peak, and Yin Zhi, a demon cultivator who became famous overnight in the Jianghu, Yan Rong, who has been practicing in nowhere after graduation, suddenly visited, and it became a topic that the disciples of Yunwei Peak talked about. one.

Therefore, Yuan Chunyu knew Yan Rong was coming as soon as she left the room.But everyone has seen Yan Rong before, but no one knows where Yan Rong is. The disciples talked about it, making Yan Rong even more mysterious.

His family's flower spirit murmured behind him: "Master Yan Rong has always cultivated purely and doesn't care about worldly affairs. After hearing the monks talking about the demon Yin Zhi yesterday, he was asking around among the monks for news about him. Could it be that he is going out of the mountain!"

Yuan Chunyu paused, turned back to her room, and packed her luggage in one go.

The next day Yan Rong met Yuan Chunyu at the tea shop.

"A pot of clear tea." Yuan Chunyu flicked his whisk and sat down opposite him, pretending to hold up a dignified posture, "Daoist Yan Rong, what a coincidence."

Yan Rong didn't think it was a coincidence at all: "Why are you here?"

"I heard that demon cultivator Yin Zhi looted houses here and built a demon palace. I'm here to eliminate demons and defend the Tao." Yuan Chunyu looked at him with his head propped up, and the corners of his lips curled up a little bit, unable to hold back, " Also, looking for you."

Yan Rong also raised the corners of her mouth: "I almost went to the underworld just now, and just after I got my life back, I came out to eliminate demons and defend the way, the elder is so energetic."

"Cough...wasn't that an accident?" Yuan Chunyu couldn't hold back his face, and laughed dryly, intending to ambiguously say, "Anyway, you are going for that demon cultivator Yinzhi, let's go together."

Yuan Chunyu was so stubborn, Yan Rong's demeanor remained unchanged, and he dismissed people lightly: "I can go by myself, you go back."

"What did you say?"

"You go back."

Yuan Chunyu never thought that she would end up in a quarrel after finally seeing Yan Rong.

Of course Yan Rong couldn't compete with him, she just reprimanded him "almost died" and lost the battle.

Yuan Chunyu has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth since she was a child, and she remembers it clearly. Yan Rong recited all the things from childhood to adulthood, Yuan Chunyu said: "You were buried under the bumps and almost died? If I hadn't killed you Dig it out, can you get out by yourself? Maybe you are still sleeping in it now!"

Yan Rong had nothing to say in the face of the facts, even so she still stubbornly felt that Yuan Chunyu should not be involved, the voice of announcing the good news lingered in her mind, saying that the demons were defeated, and who built it in memory of the world? What kind of palace and what kind of temple, thanks to who gave up his life...

Yan Rong finally understood why he was always sweating coldly in the crowd. It was not because he was afraid, but because the guilt he felt a long time ago was so strong that it failed to dissipate after repeated reincarnations. I can't stop feeling guilty when I hear people's voices.

Yan Rong couldn't say no to Yuan Chunyu, she just said: "This is my business."

"It's your business, it's the world's business." After Yuan Chunyu finished speaking, she suddenly understood.He felt cold sweat dripping from his hands, "Do you remember who you are?"

"understood."

Yuan Chunyu had a slight tinnitus at this time, and then he realized that the sound came from his own heart, which was beating like a drum in his chest.

Yuan Chunyu took a deep breath: "This Yin Zhi is really powerful, perhaps the number one demon cultivator in the past hundred years, even if you were a fairy, but now you are only a mortal body, what can you do against him?"

Yan Rong didn't speak, and put on a posture of making a move.

Yan Rong never said that he was a mellow, eloquent guy, the old way, just give him a good beating.

Daoist Yan Rong and Elder Yuan fought as soon as they said they would fight.

Yan Rong and Yuan Chunyu's long-lost contest took less than a stick of incense, and ended with Yan Rong holding Yuan Chunyu's sword frame on Yuan Chunyu's neck.

Then Yan Rong returned the sword to the owner of the sword and sent the owner of the sword back.

The next day Yan Rong met Yuan Chunyu again.

The difference from the previous day was that Yan Rong was stuck in the crevice between the mountains, with three layers of magic cultivator's shackles wrapped around her body.Yuanchunyu poked its head out from the small space above the seam.

"puff."

Yuan Chunyu accepted Yan Rong's eyes with murderous intent, reluctantly corrected his demeanor, and pulled Yan Rong up from the gap.

Yan Rong was in a complicated mood, she gave up the idea of ​​putting on a certain expression, and was pulled to the ground by Yuan Chunyu with her face spread.

"You like mountains so much?" Yuan Chunyu laughed at Yan Rong as he patted the dirt on his clothes.

"...a moment of carelessness." Yan Rong said, "If he hadn't accidentally been bound by them, Yin Zhi's head would have been gone."

"Don't think Yin Zhi is too simple. The strongest demon cultivator in the past hundred years is not in vain. So many monks with high cultivation bases came to eliminate demons, but the result was either defeated or no news. Yuan Chunyu said, "Do you know how Master disappeared?"

Yan Rong said: "Your disciple said that in order to become the elder of Yunwei Peak, you designed to frame your master and brother, and you are going to attack the master next."

Yuan Chunyu twitched the corners of his eyes: "Do you believe it?"

"Who knows."

Yuan Chunyu's face turned pale with shock, and she was heartbroken: "You have changed! Yan Rong! You have become so bad!"

Yan Rong smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Chunyu gritted her teeth at Yan Rong for a long time, she couldn't beat her, and she couldn't bear it, at last she just rubbed Yan Rong's face.

"Before the master disappeared, he received news of the demon cultivator's haunting, and he never came back after he left. Later, I found out that Yin Zhi was acting in the place where the master went. I fought Yin Zhi to find out Master is down."

"I see. It's really not your style to make yourself look like that. So, do you have any news from Master?"

Yuan Chunyu was silent for a while: "I...was not careful at the moment."

Yan Rong suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, you were careless too."

Yuan Chunyu laughed dryly, then remained silent for a while, and said: "After we parted yesterday, my eyelids kept twitching. I dreamed that you were crushed under the mountain again last night."

Yan Rong glanced at Yuan Chunyu's hand, which had been clutching her clothes since she finished dusting herself.

Yan Rong said: "No more. You wait for me, I'll go and ask about Master's news."

Yuan Chunyu frowned: "I really don't trust you."

Yan Rong tried to move, but found that she was bound.He felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if he had fallen into an endless chain of dreams.

"Chunyu!" Yan Rong lost her voice.

"Huh?" Yuan Chunyu finally took his hand away, "Why are you sweating so much? Could it be that you're afraid?"

I'm afraid.

Yan Rong felt that Yuan Chunyu seemed to stand up, and also seemed to be leaving, Yan Rong's mind was buzzing, almost begging: "Let's go together."

"That's right." Yuan Chunyu said slyly, "I just found out that your cultivation base is so profound that you are just afraid of people, but you are also afraid of bondage."

Yan Rong exhaled.The two of them, one in front of the other, lowered their voices at the same time.

Yuan Chunyu said: "This Yin Zhi is not only very strong, but also gathers many elites in magic cultivation around him, are you sure?"

"As long as Yin Zhi is dealt with, those demon cultivators will disperse."

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"Do you know where Yin Zhi is?"

"I tied Yin Zhi's body, but he never untied it."

"Your bondage is really scary." Yan Rong was still terrified.

Yin Zhi's palace was built on top of a mountain, supported by magic spells floating in mid-air, and the magic cultivator looted the people down the mountain and spurred them to work day and night. At this time, the palace had begun to take shape.

Yin Zhi dozed off in the palace, and suddenly felt a murderous intent rising from behind the screen, raised his eyelids, and saw figures behind the screen.

Yin Zhi raised his hand, intending to whistle to the demon cultivators from all over the palace, when a cold light flashed across his neck.A sword rested on his neck.

"That's right." Yin Zhi put down his hands, "You didn't die, and you got off the shackles. And... brought a helper."

"I'm not a helper, he is." Yan Rong held the hilt of the sword, "You are Yin Zhi? If you have any last words, maybe I can help you bring them to your father."

"It turned out to be you." Yin Zhi still joked leisurely, "I heard that you are an old friend of my father? I can't help my father, so I asked his son to do it."

"If you tell me where the missing monks are, and live in peace and order as a mortal from now on, I don't need to kill you."

Yin Zhi sighed, "Then you'd better kill me!"

The screen broke open suddenly, and a masked demon cultivator jumped in from the opening of the screen, staring at Yan Rong covetously.

Yin Zhi raised his eyes and said calmly: "Of course you can kill me, but my slain man will kill me at all costs and bury him with me. Even so, do you still want to kill me?"

While speaking, Yuan Chunyu jumped in, and lay between Yan Rong and that Moxiu.

Yuan Chunyu said: "Yan Rong, this person is...!"

Yin Zhi looked at Yuan Chunyu with interest: "Oh, have you recognized it already? Should I say it is a keen sense, or a deep relationship between master and apprentice?"

The demon cultivator attacked Yuan Chunyu, but Yuan Chunyu hesitated.During the fight, the mask fell down, revealing the face of Elder Pu Shan.

Yan Rong's heart sank: "What's going on?"

"It's just like what you saw." Yin Zhi said: "The rebirth platform has caused so many of us demon cultivators to lose their memory and cultivation, and now I let those old men who support the rebirth platform experience the refreshingness of becoming a demon cultivator. Look, he Once you become a demon cultivator, you no longer need to hide your killing intent, and your cultivation has broken through the bottleneck. It is said that it is easy to fall into the devil, but difficult to change the evil, you think, if they remember their identity, will they obediently go to the rebirth platform?"

Seeing Yan Rong's silence, Yin Zhi was even more delighted, and took the initiative to move his neck closer to Yan Rong's sword: "The master who raised you since childhood is now on my side, do you still dare to kill me now?"

"Why don't you dare?" It was Yuan Chunyu who said this, "Yan Rong, I'll come."

Yan Rong shouted: "This is my business!"

But Yuan Chunyu's sword had already pierced Yin Zhi's chest.Yan Rong had no choice but to block Elder Pu Shan's palm strike at Yuan Chunyu.

"Every time you say it's your business, it's like you're binding yourself." Yuan Chunyu sighed.

"You said this is your business, so do you know who I am? I am the monk who exterminated demons thousands of years ago, the master of the spirit beast Zhaoya—so Zhaoya is willing to give up his cultivation to save me, so I became a monk again , and coincided with the chaos of the devil. After all, this is my business—it was my business a thousand years ago, and it will be my business a thousand years later!"

Yuan Chunyu drew out his sword, Yin Zhi fell softly into a pool of blood, without breath.

"It's not!" Yan Rong wanted to refute him, but Elder Pu Shan's offensive suddenly became tough, and he broke through Yan Rong's defense line by force, shook Yan Rong away, and attacked Yuan Chunyu.Yin Zhi was right. After cultivating the devil, Elder Pu Shan's cultivation has indeed improved for a long time, and it has improved more rapidly than in any previous period.

Yuan Chunyu did not hide, and met the attack of Elder Pu Shan.

"Didn't you hear! If you kill him, Master will kill you!"

Yuan Chunyu struggled to block it, but still said to Yan Rong: "Even if the decision is wrong, Elder Zhenfeng should not hesitate when making the decision. The master is like this when he accepts me as an apprentice, and it is the same when he asked the senior brother to leave the teacher. You see, as soon as you hesitated, I was preempted."

Yan Rong heard him say again: "Master gave me a new life, even if he takes my life away. If I am unlucky, you must take Master back, to remind him of his ambition, to make Yunwei Peak famous! "

Yan Rong raised his sword and rushed forward, but his feet seemed to be extremely heavy. He shouted at Yuan Chunyu: "What about you! Aren't you afraid of death! What about your ambition! Don't you want to be famous!"

Yuan Chunyu laughed loudly: "Didn't I just do the most famous thing?"

Yuan Chunyu's smile was interrupted by Elder Pu Shan's palm, and Elder Pu Shan pushed Yuan Chunyu out of the window with his palm.

Yan Rong was about to chase out when she suddenly heard a tut, and then Yin Zhi, who was supposed to be dead, got up from the pool of blood, Yan Rong picked up Yin Zhi: "Are you not dead?"

"Yes, my father shared his life with me so that I could live forever with him." Yin Zhi said, "So you, Xianjun, can't do anything to me."

Yan Rong said: "I asked them to build the rebirth platform. Let these bewitched monks go, and I will destroy the rebirth platform immediately."

Yin Zhi smiled and said, "But it's already too late, this revenge must be avenged. The revenge of thousands of demon cultivators, and mine, must be avenged together!"

Yan Rong grabbed his collar, and his tone was filled with ruthlessness never before: "Don't think that I really can't do anything to you." After saying that, she led Yin Zhi and jumped out of the hall, only to see Elder Pu Shan slap him On Yuan Chunyu's chest.

Yuan Chunyu was sent flying, Elder Pu Shan grabbed his collar and threw him off the floating formation.

"Good! Good!" Yin Zhi applauded happily.

Yan Rong couldn't care about Yin Zhi anymore, and couldn't care about Elder Pu Shan anymore, he rushed down the floating formation, looking around, the mountains were dark.

That night, the demonic palace on the floating formation was completely demolished, and the overflowing true energy and demonic energy made the nearby creatures sleepless all night.It was rumored among the demon cultivators that the demon king of the demon clan haunted that night and saved Yin Zhi, the master of the demon palace.

Later, there were rumors among the common people that a monk destroyed the demon palace that night and rescued the captive people. Was broken up.As for why Yin Zhi didn't die, but fled to the chase of the monks so far, it was rumored that the monks only wounded Yin Zhi that day, but let him go in the end.

……

Longevity faction.Cloud tail peak.

"The elder is back! The elder is back!"

Not long after the sound of the report, a long wind came and led two disciples with swords to land on the stone steps.

The disciples stopped what they were doing and saluted to the Taoist leader—their Elder Zhenfeng. The elder raised his hand and let the disciples continue their unfinished business.

So those who practice swords continue to practice swords, those who practice magic continue to practice magic, and those who run errands continue to run errands.Occasionally, he glanced enviously at the former Yujian disciple, or sneaked a look at their elders, with admiration shining in his eyes.

They are elders, with immortal demeanor, outstanding demeanor, and boundless magic power!But he doesn't need to use mana!You can subdue demons and goblins only by wisdom, and let all ghosts and monsters be at his disposal!

After the former elder suddenly disappeared, Yunwei Peak ushered in the youngest elder in history. Yuanying from Qingpeng Peak stepped down as Qingxiu, and they became the number one peak of the Longevity School in Yunwei Peak.

The legend of their elders, ten scripts are not enough!

"Elder..." One of Yujian's disciples standing behind the elder hesitated to speak, as if he had something to say.

The young elder of Yunwei Peak stood with his hands folded, and when he heard the words, he turned his body slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "Want?"

The disciple's eyes lit up a little and he nodded.

The elder took out something from his sleeve and hit the disciple on the forehead, causing the disciple to cover his forehead with an ouch: "You can cultivate with peace of mind!"

"Ouch, Elder!" The elder didn't use any strength, the disciple seemed to be in pain, and his eyes immediately glistened.

"Keep it with me first, and come to me to get it after you break the bottleneck," said the elder.

The disciple pretending to be in pain looked at the scripture book in the elder's hand, then at the other disciple who was Yujian before, and sniffed.In exchange for a cold snort from the other party.

This other disciple was straightforward and not easy to get along with. He made a big mistake earlier and was almost expelled from the sect by Taoist Master Yan Rong who was in charge at that time.It was the elder who helped him.

At that time, the elder and Taoist Yan Rong divided the authority of Yunwei Peak in half, and the elder asked him: "What is cold-hearted, and how can we not be cold-hearted?"

He didn't answer.But the elder still helped him.

Later, the elder said to him: "You are right, the longer you practice immortality, the less human you will smell. I want to strengthen the sect, but I don't want us to be as cold as those sects. Can you help me?"

"Naturally, I will do my best," he said.

"Zhang Long." The memory faded away, and the elder called him.

The elder quietly stuffed the script into his arms.

"Don't let someone walk away again," said the elder.

The elder actually knew it was his belongings!Holding the story book, Zhang Long wanted to jump off the cliff.

"Hehe." The elder sighed, "When I see you two, I think of me and..."

Zhang Long didn't hear what was said later, and the elder had already drifted away.

The reputation of Yunwei Peak spread far and wide, and the longevity sect grew stronger day by day. The elders of Yunwei Peak still lived in a small dilapidated house in a remote part of the peak.

The elder saw a familiar figure playing outside at a glance from the window, and felt relieved.

"What do you say that hundreds of ghosts and demons are at your disposal, but there is only one Zhaoya, they are so exaggerated, let it go with you?"

Withdrawing the technique, the face that belonged to Yan Rong appeared in the mirror, which had not been changed much by the years.

Yunwei Peak has changed rapidly in recent years, Yanrong replaced Yuan Chunyu as the elder of Yunwei Peak for a few months, I always feel that the aura of Elder Pu Shan has faded, Yunwei Peak is full of Yuan Chunyu's shadow .

He wondered if after another year or so, the shadow of the original Chunyu would also fade away, and Yunwei Peak would turn into a Yanrong-like Yunwei Peak.

It's a pity that Yan Rong is just a fake elder, restraining Yan Rong's habits, changing his appearance into Yuan Chunyu's appearance, imitating Yuan Chunyu's behavior, controlling Yuan Chunyu's tone of voice, and taking care of this cloud temporarily for Yuan Chunyu tail peak.

The real elder, Yuan Chunyu, is playing on the grass outside the window, fluttering butterflies for a while, and climbing a tree for a while, Yan Rong finds out what happened, and draws puppies and monkeys on it according to Yuan Chunyu, the more they look like that thing.

The figure outside the window stopped for a while, then suddenly fell down in the grass and disappeared for a long time.Yan Rong felt something was wrong after watching it for a while, so she hurriedly opened the door and went out.

Yuan Chunyu curled up on the grass, hugging herself tightly on a hot day, sweating profusely, her eyes glazed over.

Yan Rong picked up the man from the ground and patted the dirt off his clothes.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, more patiently.

Yuan Chunyu grabbed his sleeves, clasped his five fingers too tightly, his fingertips turned white, he shook Yan Rong's sleeves until they were wrinkled.

"I killed someone."

"Who did you kill?" Yan Rong asked while trying to save the sleeves from Yuan Chunyu's claws, and by the way, Yuan Chunyu's claws from his own brute force.

failed.

Yuan Chunyu tugged at his sleeve tightly.

"He's so small, so small." Yuan Chunyu said while gesturing with the other hand, "Holding it in my hand is like a white flour steamed bun, soft and warm."

A drop of water fell down: "...but just pinch it casually and it will disappear."

The water mark appeared on Yan Rong's sleeve for a second, and then disappeared quickly.

Then there was a second drop, and then a third drop.

Yan Rong looked up at the sky, it was a bright sunny day, and the sky was clear.

Yan Rong panicked for a while, but quickly calmed down.

He didn't do it, it was Yuan Chunyu herself.Yan Rong thought.Yuan Chunyu made herself cry.

Yan Rong doesn't know how to comfort people, Yuan Chunyu cried like this, Yan Rong didn't move at all, and tried to find something to say: "Here's a white flour steamed bun, what do you do with him?"

"He's just a steamed bun!" Yuan Chunyu suddenly said loudly, "He's not