Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

"What's inside?" Yan Xubai reached out to touch it, but was stopped by Fu Guilan before he touched it.

"You wouldn't want to know."

Yan Xubai withdrew his hand and stood obediently.But this time Fu Guilan stretched out his hand again, as if inviting him: "But I can show you."

He didn't understand the meaning of the words, but Yan Xubai also put his hand into that warm palm.The hand was held by Fu Guilan, and Fu Guilan's other hand was gently placed on top of the ban.A wave of spiritual energy flowed into Yan Xubai's spiritual consciousness along the palm of his hand. With this familiar feeling, he knew that his spiritual consciousness had entered the sea again.

"Read it."

This time Yan Xubai didn't resist, the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​qi was churning, entwined with that ray of breath from outside.At first it was refreshing and cool, but as the aura in Fu Guilan's hands penetrated into the restraint, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded in Yan Xubai's mind.

like a beast?no.

Like evil spirits?Not at all.

"It's a human." Fu Guilan's voice sounded in his spiritual consciousness, and Yan Xubai's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he blurted out, "Impossible. This is obviously not a human voice."

After finishing speaking, he saw Fu Guilan frowning his eyebrows with the same pained look, and he said slowly: "Ayu, calm down, or I will..."

Hearing these words, Yan Xubai suddenly realized that he was connected with his spiritual consciousness, and both of them would naturally respond to his emotions.The throbbing just now involved the seal on the dragon pattern Yingluo, Yan Xubai is still used to this kind of pain, but Fu Guilan is not.

Hurry up and calm down.The cries and hisses in my head have not faded away, and people can still feel fear from the bottom of my heart.Moreover, people like Yan Xubai even imagined what kind of scene would make people cry out in pain.

The expression on Fu Guilan's face also eased a lot, and a voice sounded in his spiritual consciousness: "How does it sound?"

Yan Xubai closed his eyes and shook his head.

"If you reached out and touched it just now, you might have experienced it yourself."

He knew what this inextricable thing was.It is hell, it is torture, it is the place where unredeemable souls beg for reincarnation.

Yan Xubai remained silent all this time, listening carefully to the cries surging out of his spiritual consciousness.

It was a disturbing cry.

"who are they?"

"It's someone from the Fairy Peach Banquet." Fu Guilan paused for a moment, put away the spell in his hand, and took back his spiritual consciousness.At the same time, all those voices disappeared in Yan Xubai's mind, and there was silence in his ears again.

Fu Guilan smiled, and recalled with a sad look: "You said before that there are few disciples in the Xiantao Banquet, and it is true. As far as I can remember, there are only a dozen brothers and sisters who attend classes together. My father is not very willing. Recruiting students, many students with foreign surnames felt that the exercises were too difficult, and they left after only a few months. Later, my father became addicted to cultivation and no longer accepted disciples. The time when the Xiantao Banquet was destroyed was the heyday. There are only two hundred servants in the house, and they are all swallowed up."

There are two hundred people, isn't it even a small sect?

Yan Xubai wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth, he was never good at comforting.Don't be pitied by others, and don't give alms to others.

"I remember, it was a sunny spring day. It was my mother's birthday that day. My aunt and I went to Lin'an to buy birthday cakes for her. The scenery along the way was splendid and beautiful. I thought it was the most beautiful day. But When I came back... as soon as I entered Taolin, I saw many monks from the outer sect surrounded the place, and everyone was performing spells, but no one told me what happened."

"My aunt is a secular person. Unlike my mother, she has no magic skills. But she hid me in the haystack in the peach forest, and used the magic talisman my mother gave me to help me form a protective barrier. Then she ran away alone. In the Xiantao Banquet, she said that she went to find her parents and told me to hide and not run around until she came back. Also, I must not be discovered by the monks of the Outer Sect."

Hearing this, Yan Xubai asked: "I shouldn't ask the clan for help, why should I hide you?"

Fu Guilan forced a smile, and said: "At that time, the Xiantao Banquet was already the enemy of a hundred families. Auntie naturally thought that the Taoist sect had gathered again and came to crusade."

Calculating that it had only been a few years since Daishan spirit ghost subsided at that time, how could it become like this in such a short period of time.Are those clans really the ones who have exhausted their bows?

Yan Xubai was not angry in his heart, he opened his mouth and said, "It's really meaningless."

There is a round table and three small stone piers in the courtyard, which feel like the one in Dulujian.Fu Guilan glanced at the slowly moving ban on Heiyuan again, and led Yan Xubai to the stone table to sit down.

He didn't care whether the monks at that time were really innocent, and looked deeply into Yan Xubai's eyes.

"Did I speak too aggressively?" Yan Xubai looked a little uncomfortable, and lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

"No."

Fu Guilan also turned her head, looked at the backyard, and continued: "Do you want to listen to it later? It feels like a boring old story."

"Listen!" Yan Xubai blurted out, "If Mister doesn't think I'm trying to find out the truth, I want to hear it..."

"Okay, then I'll continue. But...do you still think of me as a husband?" Fu Guilan laughed, squinting at Yan Xubai.

After he mentioned it, Yan Xubai realized that after getting up this morning, it seems that there is no need for honorific words with Fu Guilan.It's not that Yan Xubai is disregarding the ethics of teachers and students, it's just that he doesn't remember much about what happened last night, but he can never go back to the feeling before.Unconsciously, he regards Fu Guilan as his, and his words are also encroaching.

But being pointed out like this made Yan Xubai feel embarrassed.There was a sudden blush on his face, but he pretended to say: "Of course... it's sir."

Fu Guilan stopped teasing him, and said sternly, "How did you feel after seeing the Blood Painting God?"

"The aura is compelling, and the majesty is very strong."

Hearing Yan Xubai's answer, Fu Guilan nodded, showing the attitude of teaching in the dojo in the past, and said: "The cultivation methods of Xuanmen in the world are to absorb the spiritual energy of mountains and rivers into the body, nourish the body with energy, and then manipulate it on this basis. Spiritual Qi cultivation techniques in the body, such as swordsmanship, alchemy, animal control, imperial weapons, etc. Since ancient times, Xiantao Banquet has used spiritual energy to nourish the soul, and at the same time supplemented it with body nourishment. Using aura to draw a servant, and then injecting the operator's soul power, is the skill of drawing gods."

After saying this, Fu Guilan looked at Yan Xubai and asked, "I wonder if you still remember these things?"

"I remember."

Fu Guilan continued: "Shortly after the Battle of the Daishan Spirit Ghost, my father, as the new suzerain of the Xiantao Banquet, completely abandoned the method of nourishing the body and used his own spiritual blood to nourish the soul. This kind of cultivation technique, in the eyes of ordinary people In fact, it is no different from the evil way. It is to rely on the soul technique to control the spiritual service, but now it is necessary to use the spiritual blood to assist in the practice, so some people naturally think that this method is wrong."

Unexpectedly, Fu Guilan actually told him these things as well. Although it was shocking to hear this kind of cultivation technique at the beginning, but thinking of what his grandfather said back then, "What is the right way? It's just that the powerful are self-proclaimed."Now, whether it is in the Xiantao Banquet or Fu Shuli, what is there to worry about?

The only person Yan Xubai knew was Fu Guilan.

"It's not like this..." Yan Xubai said softly, "It's not the usual way or the way it has always been, it's the right way. It's just the words of the powerful."

Yan Xubai took a deep breath, and said to Fu Guilan: "There was a time when Yanmen was also considered as such. Observing people's fate and family fortune was against the laws of heaven, and walking to the sky was even more sorcery. However, with Guizong The only difference is that Yanmen is still alive."

This period of history has never been seen in official history.It's just because of the ancestors of Yanmen that the editors erased it.

After finishing speaking, Yan Xubai lowered his head again, quietly waiting for Fu Guilan's reaction.

how will it be

"You really don't think I'm an evil cultivator? You don't think I'm an evil cultivator?" Fu Guilan asked softly.

Yan Xubai got up, stopped sitting, walked a few steps in the courtyard, and said, "Mister is a gentleman, not an evil cultivator. There was a moment when I might have hated you, but it wasn't because of your clan."

Having said that, he turned his head and smiled, his eyebrows were picturesque, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes were so cute against the fluorescent light all over his body, "Don't forget, I'm still waiting for your explanation."

Fu Guilan also laughed, walked behind Yan Xubai, and said, "Of course I won't forget. In fact, it's already at this time, and it would be too much for me to keep it from you."

Yan Xubai turned around, looked at him sideways, and said, "So, are you going to tell me everything now?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Guilan would sometimes be teased by him.

With a smile in his eyes, he said, "Of course."

Yan Xubai passed him, came back to the original small stone pier, sat down, straightened his robes, straightened his loose coat, and said: "Then I will listen carefully."

"I waited in the peach forest for a long time but did not wait for my aunt, and the enchantment on my body disappeared soon because of the aura of the talisman. I don't know what happened in the Zongli. The monks guarding the Taolin are getting more and more Many. Naturally, I didn’t dare to act rashly, so I sneaked in from the back forest, past the disciples, and headed straight for this place.”

Fu Guilan looked back at Yan Xubai, seeing that he really listened seriously, and continued: "The black abyss at that time was not as big as this, nor was it quietly sealed in a flower garden. It was shrouded in a cloud In the sky above the banquet, there are countless evil spirits in this dark cloud. What I saw at that time, I felt in my mind that the hell mentioned in the scriptures really existed. Shura evil spirits are not exaggerated. It’s not a lie. When I walked in the morning, the peach forest was still bright, but in the evening, there were already bones on the road. What’s even more frightening is that these evil spirits dragged people into the dark clouds, and then fell into the abyss forever, always with nothingness. "

"Everyone in the Fairy Peach Banquet wanted to leave this peach forest, but I was the only one who was running in. All the slaves and maids of the brothers and sisters on the way saw me and said only 'Young master, run away!'" Speaking of which, Fu Guilan's expression dimmed, as if recalling a very unpleasant memory.

This expression quickly dissipated again, and he continued: "When I came outside the wall of the backyard, I realized that the dark clouds full of evil spirits came from here." His eyes drifted to the flower garden, full of sadness.

"Continuous black air emerges from this black abyss, engulfing thousands of evil spirits and spewing out. Besides, there is a blood painting god... right here." Fu Guilan pointed Pointing to the place where he was standing, he cast his gaze at the young man beside the stone table, "This is right here...I must recognize the Blood Painting God, and the ground is the formation for summoning spirit servants, why can't I recognize it." Fu Guilan took a few steps , referring to three places in this small courtyard. "And...here, here and here...."

"It's my mother, my aunt, and my younger brother." Fu Guilan's eyes flashed with water, and Yan Xubai thought it was his dazzled eyes, but when he looked carefully, it was really tears.

But Fu Guilan naturally wouldn't cry, he calmed down for a while and continued: "In my memory, the clothes in the banquet were always white and clean, not stained with dust, and even the patterns were light and dark lines. But at that time, my father It's already covered in blood, and the original color of the Taoist robe can't be seen from all over the body. If it looks like it, it's like the conspicuous red that Pei Junchen likes to wear most on weekdays."

"Father's right arm was lying not far from him, it was in the mouth of the Blood Painting God. And that thing seemed to be enjoying the delicious food to its fullest, and did not attack Father anymore. The sword formula in his hand is still there, relying on With the remaining consciousness, dozens of bans have been formed..."

"Heiyuan was sealed by Sect Master Fu?" Yan Xubai got up and walked to him, looking at the flowing red light and the moon pattern on it, he asked.

Fu Guilan shook her head, and said coldly: "I don't know, probably. I was attacked from behind by an evil spirit, and immediately passed out. When I woke up, I was already in the dojo."

After saying this, Fu Guilan sighed for a long time, smiled again on his face, pointed to the flowerbed and said: "This is the devil's cave, are you afraid? The peach forest outside, those runoffs were not red, peach The tree is not black, and the peach blossoms are not blue. This is all because of it..."

Yan Xubai's heart suddenly felt sour, without thinking too much, he walked behind Fu Guilan and grabbed his wide sleeves, just like before when he was blind.He closed his eyes and said softly: "Don't think about it, okay?" He felt his hair being touched, smooth from the back of his head to his back, and there was a response: "Okay, don't think about it."

There is no laughter, nor is it a warm spring breeze to outsiders.It was a tone unique to Yan Xubai, with comfort and comfort.

Yan Xubai opened his eyes, looked up at the person in front of him, and thought in his heart that if he was himself, he would definitely not be able to accept this.Not only the sect was devoured by the evil spirits, but also the descendants were besieged by the people of the Taoist sect.

"I'm fine, but it's all old stuff. You see, I said earlier whether you want to listen or not. You said that you wanted to listen. In the end, you were more sad than me." Fu Guilan wanted to hold him in his arms, but Yan Xubai But he was one step ahead of him, already turned his back, and replied: "I didn't..."

"Have you really come?"

When the two were really in love, suddenly an inexplicable female voice sounded around.Yan Xubai was startled, turned around and asked, "Did you hear that?"

"Lu Li, is it really you?" The female voice sounded again, and it was true and unambiguous.

The little charm just now was instantly disturbed by this treacherous female voice, Fu Guilan nodded to him, and said loudly: "Yes, I'm back."