Tiansheng 15 years

At the end of You hour on March 15, [-]th year of Tiancheng, outside the ruins of Junzitao, cultivators from the four continents worked together to attack the ruins shrouded in black mist.The spiritual power poured down like a sea, once annihilating the black mist, but in an instant the black mist swallowed up the spiritual power, allowing darkness to occupy the field of vision.

"Sure enough!"

"As expected of a killing formation within a killing formation!"

"A genius idea! It's a pity that it is not used in the right way."

"The trick of dying together, what is good or evil?"

"Are you arguing with me?"

"No, you think too much."

"You're saying I'm being unreasonable."

"No!"

"Oh, that would be unreasonable."

"I didn't say that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I don't mean it? What do you mean?"

"Yunfu, help me." Shanzhu, who had a headache from the quarrel, raised his hand and beckoned someone to help him.

Yunfu said: "Shanzhu, you can go into the house and rest for a while."

The owner of the mountain rested his head on Yunfu's shoulder, rubbed it affectionately, and said, "No need. The matter is not over yet, how many days do you have to stand?"

What the mountain master didn't expect was that it was not a matter of a few days, but a matter of ten days.

For ten days in a row, he stood at the bow of the boat, waiting for news from the lords who entered.The owner of the mountain looked calm, but his heart was about to burst into flames with anxiety.He felt the surroundings again, and felt that if the lords didn't send a message, the cultivators in the underground and air would definitely explode.

At the beginning of the morning on March 22, when the mountain master was rubbing his temples by Yunfu, he suddenly heard several thunderclaps, and then he saw the silver sea churning in the sky, repeated in the black mist in front of him.

It is done.Before the mountain master could smile, he was hit by the resentment that came straight to his face.

Although he was well prepared when he came, the mountain master realized that he was still too immature when things came to an end.

Nearly 20 people!Countless creatures!

Shanzhu felt dizzy for a while, he fell into the arms of Yunfu beside him, and said bitterly: "It's very good! It's very good."

It's endless, it's endless!Yaozu, you are doing well, you are doing well.

"Lord of the mountain, give the order."

The mountain master took a deep breath, and used his spiritual power to transmit his voice to the ears of every disciple on the fairy boat.

"Disciples of Songheyan listen to the order. All my disciples must not back down. They must go all out for treatment and set out." After coming here and finding that they couldn't get in, their purpose of coming here changed from support to treatment.

"Yes, disciple complies."

At the same time, fragmentary words blew in the wind, and the mountain master probably knew that their purpose was rarely the same without guessing.

The human race has been able to reproduce so far, relying only on the newspaper group in the catastrophe to keep warm.Any grievances can be put away with a smile under the fear of genocide.

"Yunfu, come if you don't have a letter?" What he asked was about staying in the ancestral hall to read the light to announce the letter.

"No."

"That's good." The mountain master stood up, put his hand on his forehead, and said happily: "This is also a blessing in misfortune."

"Has the mountain master thought about what to do next? It's not a temporary thing, it should be the kind that will be difficult to pass for hundreds of years."

The master of the mountain said indifferently: "It's okay, anyway, I'm not the one to deal with it." If something happens, the disciple obeys his elders.He has a disciple, let him deal with those who don't speak well, anyway, with that child's heart, he can't suffer.

Yun Fu said: "It's time for the mountain master to live in seclusion." The age is enough, and the successor doesn't have to worry about it, he is quite outstanding.

The owner of the mountain reached out and touched Yunfu's side face, and said: "When this matter is over, let's go overseas for a while. I have wanted to see the sea for a long time." The wish of my youth can only be realized now, and it is not too late.

Yun Fu agreed softly.

As long as it's you, it's fine.

An hour later, a pale-faced disciple came back with a sword, and behind him was his own real person with a sluggish expression.

"Shen Lin, are you alright?" The mountain master stepped forward to show concern.

"Shanzhu, where is he?" The exit is the news of the person who cares.

"There is no news yet, but no news is good news." People are alive when the lights are still alive. Although no one has been found yet, as long as people are not dead, that is good.

Lin Bengang's heart was half relieved, and he said: "That's good." It seems that the lamp is still on.

The master of the mountain said: "You go to the spirit gathering array first, and when your spiritual power recovers, if you want to go to Qianwei, I will definitely not stop you." Although their master-servant relationship is not like that of him and Yunfu, their feelings It's also very good, just like a brother, it's normal to worry about something.

"Thank you, Mountain Lord."

The five elements guide, and the gossip protects.Lin Bengang sat cross-legged in the middle of the spirit-gathering formation, closed his eyes and concentrated, guiding the spiritual power through the meridians again and again.

Son, are you all right?

And Mr. Qianwei, who was missed by Lin Bengang, was lying on a rock, scolding and fighting with others. After cursing and cursing, Mr. Qianwei suddenly sat up.

"What are you doing? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. You can't take advantage of others' danger."

Mr. Qianwei sneered and said: "Look at your idea." He raised his finger and pointed to the faintly blue sky, he said: "Didn't you see it? The formation is broken, we are saved."

The man didn't say a word, and he said after a long time, "Do you think my house arrived first or yours?"

Mr. Qianwei snorted and said, "Maybe they are together."

"You have changed. You used to confidently say that it was you Songheyan, why are you so unconfident now?"

Lord Qianwei said: "In the past, I was young and vigorous, and I had to earn the first place in everything, but it's different now. Now I am an elder, and I want to be a model elder for the younger generation." At this point, he sneered at the person Said: "You haven't changed at all! Don't you have any sense of shame if you have to worry about elders and younger generations together?"

"You, you... just wait for me, as long as I don't die, I will definitely not let you go." The voice was angry, but the lingering sound was weak.

Mr. Qianwei replied and stopped talking to each other, just staring at the dark sky in a daze.

I don't know what happened to the others, I hope they are still alive.

Mr. Qianwei didn't stay in a daze for a long time, but he came back to his senses from the bursts of piercing air.He felt it roughly, and said with a loud smile: "It seems that the children in my family can do better." He stood up from the ground, reached out and patted the dust on his clothes, and sighed when he couldn't get rid of it, and stopped doing useless work .

In the distant sky, several bluish-white rays of light cut through the dark sky and landed on the stone ground.The leader is an upright man with a green shirt and gentle brows. When he saw Mr. Qianwei, he immediately came forward.

"Gentleman, the disciples are here to pick you up."

Lord Qianwei nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work." He turned his head to another place and said: "Do a good deed and bring the one from Jiuqionghe back to them."

"Yes."

On the way, Mr. Qianwei looked at the bloody image below on the sword, and couldn't help being dazed. He murmured: "I only knew that we were going to die, but I didn't expect that outside..." It would be such a scene.

The green mountains and green waters all become the same color in a blink of an eye.

He once thought that the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood would scare him, but he didn't expect that the dead silence that he saw could also scare him.

The sky and the earth are all the same color, and the unpleasant breath and the unwilling resentment before death hover and refuse to stop.Mr. Qianwei couldn't help covering his mouth, his eyes were moist.

Walking with the sword, they finally flew to the fairy boat where Songheyan was at dusk.In the distance, Lord Qianwei saw the heroic figure of his senior brother, the Mountain Lord.

"Stand still." Mr. Qianwei subconsciously reminded him, and the next moment, he was greeted with a deep hug from his senior brother.

"Brother Yunfu, help!" Qianwei Jun, whose bones hurt from being hugged by the mountain master, hurriedly called for someone to pull him away, and tried to push him away himself.

Yun Fu shook his head, turned his face away, showing that he didn't want to help.

Let me go, brother Yunfu, this is your Taoist companion, this is your family, are you so big-hearted?Lord Qianwei took a deep breath, and said repeatedly: "Shanzhu, you are pressing my wound, pressing the wound. Let go, it hurts like hell."

The mountain owner let go of him, took his hand over, and immediately pulled him inside.While walking, he said: "I thought you lied to me again, but I didn't expect it to be true." The spiritual power was almost exhausted, the internal breath was disordered, and all internal organs were injured.

"It's nothing, why did I lie to you. Oh, by the way, have you found the Ben Gang?" Thinking of the strange medicine that has been kept in the dantian for a long time, he thought that at least he didn't go in for nothing.

"I found it. Why, do you want to see him first?"

Mr. Qianwei nodded and said: "Naturally, and I still have something to give him personally." If he didn't look at his words, he might be cut off by the elders halfway.

The owner of the mountain asked casually: "What good thing?"

"you guess."

"I don't guess."

While talking, they arrived at Lin Bengang's location.Xu Shi sensed him coming, and the person who had kept his eyes closed slowly opened them, and silently called out, 'Master. '

Mr. Qianwei smiled back, and he said tenderly: "I'm back, I'm sorry to make you worry, but I promise there will never be a next time."

Lin Bengang looked at him speechlessly, and only two words were written in his eyes - don't believe it.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Qianwei-jun broke free from the hand of the mountain master, ignored the resistance of the spiritual power of the spirit-gathering array, walked up to Lin Bengang, raised his hand and took out a bright flower from the dantian.

"This is for you." As he said, he moved the flower to Lin Bengang's forehead.

Lin Bengang raised his hand to hold Qianweijun's wrist, preventing him from making any further movements.

"Ben Gang, what are you doing?"

Lin Bengang said: "That's why you trapped me and went to the ruins alone."

Lord Qianwei said: "I don't have anything else to ask for, I just wish you could stay with me longer." Looking down at him, her eyes were begging.

Lin Bengang let go of his hand, smiled softly and said, "My heart is the same as yours."

My heart is the same as that of the king, and I give it to Huai Caiwei.Acacia dare not forget, Nian Jun dare not think.Thinking about you and remembering you, all hope is cherished.

The owner of the mountain leaned into Yunfu's arms and said softly, "Their relationship is really good."

Yun Fu said: "We are too."

The owner of the mountain squinted at him, and the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.

Yun Fu shook his head disapprovingly, and took him away.

If you have an impure mind, beware of being beaten.

"I'm sorry, Ben Gang, I want you to retreat at this time." Mr. Qianwei shook hands that had been trapped in retreat apologetically, turned around and left without the slightest bit of nostalgia.

"Where did the mountain master go?" Lord Qianwei asked the disciples guarding the door.

The disciple replied: "Jiuqionghe's visit, the mountain lord has gone to entertain the guests."

"Guests? What kind of guests are they?" Jiu Qionghe was not considered a guest.With a heavy flick of his sleeves, he went to find them.