After the master's ascension

Everything happened between lightning and flint.Dressed in white clothes, she jumped over lightly and landed on the stage.

What followed were the flying swords thrown by other monks.

With a flash of silver light in Wei Zhiyue's hand, he swung his sword away from the crisis behind him, and he quickly threw a talisman from his sleeve, intending to send Lu Wangyu away directly!

But what was unexpected was that as soon as the yellow talisman flew out, before landing on Wangyu, it spontaneously ignited in the air and turned into falling ashes.

Seeing that he still came, Lu Wangyu scolded at the top of his voice, "What are you doing here? Go away!"

Seeing the spontaneous combustion of the talisman paper, he also reacted instantly: "They used fluorescent powder, and the talisman paper won't work!"

He struggled vigorously, the black iron chain was pulled tight, and there was a clang for a while.

Lu Wangyu was so restrained that he couldn't move, he could only watch countless weapons flying towards the contract, his eyes were blood red, and his canthus was about to split.

At the critical moment, Wei Zhiyue no longer delays, he immediately took out a formation disk and opened the barrier.

The surrounding aura was instantly emptied, and a colorless and transparent barrier unfolded, cutting off all the weapons.

At the same time, Sifang Yaoling's voice suddenly rose.

Yao Pavilion reacted immediately, they recognized this demon clan, so they naturally preferred Yao Ling to deal with him.

Wei Zhiyue's face was suddenly pale as paper, his breathing became disordered, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

He pursed his lips with difficulty, sweat profusely.

Yin Yuanshan has already arrived in a hurry. He looked at the barrier in the arena with cold eyes, and immediately ordered: "All monks listen to my orders! Concentrate on attacking here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw out a streak of red ink, which landed a striking mark on the formation barrier.

The elders of Qingya Jiange also rushed over, and the hair crowns were about to run away.He covered his hair in a bun, took a closer look, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

My fairy grandpa!

Why is this monster still alive?How is he still alive!

Ancestor Zhanyue!Give me some face!

The elder of Qingya Jiange danced so anxiously that he lost all his demeanor. He roared at his disciple: "Please ask for the sword! Hurry up and ask for the sword!"

Wei Zhiyue pursed his lips tightly, Yao Ling had messed up his internal energy.

Brother made two to block the spirit-gathering array controlled by Yaoling.One was used in the battle of Fuyundu, and the other was given to him by his brother for self-defense before they separated.

But the spirit-gathering array still failed to complete its mission of blocking Yaoling - it was used by Wei Zhiyue to activate the protective array.

According to the plan, he originally planned to use the teleportation talisman to send his brother away first, then use this formation to withstand a wave of attacks, and finally wait for the teleportation formation over there to stabilize before escaping.

But how many things in this world can truly go your way?

He didn't expect Yao Pavilion to sprinkle fluorescent powder around.

This powder will cause the talisman paper to ignite spontaneously, and the teleportation talisman will be invalid...

However, he has another way.

Talisman paper is useless, but you don't have to only use cinnabar yellow talismans to draw an array!

Wei Zhiyue didn't panic at all, he was as calm as if everything was under his control.

He lowered his eyes and pressed his hand straight on the blade.Immediately, blood dripped from the silver-white blade.

Lu Wangyu almost lost his ability to speak, he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse.

"What are you going to do? Execute the contract, what are you going to do!"

Countless weapons are violently impacting the marked place, and the protective formation is like a fragile lampshade, which is rushed forward and backward by black moths, insects and ants.

It won't last long.

I can't last long either.

Wei Zhiyue could no longer hold the sword in his hand, the silver sword fell to the ground, blood flowed from his hand, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Taking two steps back, he half-kneeled in front of Lu Wangyu, and behind him was the crumbling red ink sign.

Wei Zhiyue used his body to block the dangers that filled the sky for him, and at the same time, painted the first pattern of the teleportation formation with blood on his side.

He finally opened his mouth, but the bright red blood couldn't be hidden anymore, it kept spilling out of his mouth, making his face even paler.

He slowly and word by word repeated what Lu Wangyu had said.

"Brother...we must have someone..."

Weeping blood every word, every time he opened his mouth, the blood would overflow from his lips and fall to the ground.

But his eyes were still focused, and although his hands were trembling unceasingly, every stroke he made was steady.

"Live..."

His voice was so weak that it was barely audible.All the breath in the body was in a mess.

If there is a crack in the jade, it only takes one blow to shatter the body to pieces.

The teleportation talisman is only a few short strokes, and he has drawn it countless times with his senior brother.But this time, it was the most difficult and also the most important.

Because he wants to take the most important person away.

The formation doesn't have to be on the talisman paper, and the cinnabar used to draw the formation is just a substitute for blood.

With blood and ink, the ground is used as a formation.

He had to endure the pain of bone removal, stroke by stroke, without error.

Formation, you can't draw a wrong point.

He wants to take his brother away.

Qingya Jiange was still completely enraged by him.

This time, the Moon Zhanjian was finally out of its sheath.

A sword can break the moon.

You can bear the sword intent, but can you bear this real power that breaks the sky?

Still short of the last sum.

Lu Wangyu watched the red box open helplessly, as if he could feel the chill coming from the edge of the sword.

It's like what happened in Fuyundu is happening again.

God just made the biggest joke. He and Zhi Yue changed positions, but they didn't change their circumstances.

Now, he was the one who saw Zhanyue unsheathed, but he was the one who could do nothing.

He begged hoarsely: "Execute the contract! Let's go! Get out of the way..."

The black iron chain rattled, and he frantically controlled the long sword on the ground, slashing towards the shackles that bound him.

Now that the Moon Zhanjian was out of its sheath, the other attacks stopped playing around with the axe, and gave way to it one after another.

Wei Zhiyue's face was pale, and his clothes were covered with bright red blood.He listens to his senior brother most, but now, he is going against his senior brother's wishes.

But he secretly complained in his heart, it hurts so much, and the senior brother didn't say anything to make me happy to coax me.

For example, we are together outside the city of Yandu.

For another example, the one in the Yehuang cave, so did I.

Those were the most beautiful words he had ever heard in his life.

The last one left.

The sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and in an instant, the formation burst, and the formation was reduced to powder.

Puff——it was the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

The Moon Zhanjian with a cold light passed through his chest, and blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

Wei Zhiyue's aura weakened in an instant, but he still carefully covered the bleeding sword tip with his hands.

He was afraid that his blood would splash on the formation and destroy this last way of life.

The last stroke has been made.The bright red pattern floated from the ground, condensing into the pattern of the teleportation pattern in the air.

Lu Wangyu finally cut off the black iron chain.In his hand, he held the sword that had just been fulfilled, and the tip of the sword was still stained with a few drops of blood.

With red eyes, he rushed over, but only had time to touch the corner of the man's clothes...

He looked at Zhi Yue and slightly opened his lips.

"Brother, you promised..."

Wei Zhiyue still couldn't finish his last words.

His eyes dimmed.

It was like the last cluster of fire crumbling in the cold winter wind, completely annihilated in the snowstorm all over the sky.

"No——" a shrill roar sounded, and then fell down with the operation of the formation.

The dizziness of the teleportation formation came, and the scene in front of him instantly distorted.

Lu Wangyu felt the soft touch of his fingertips—it was a touch of the corner of the clothes for the contract.

I almost caught him...

I still couldn't catch him.

Due to the inertia of rushing forward, Lu Wangyu fell heavily to the ground.The ground is gravel and yellow grass, mixed with some ice.

This is the scene outside the Cangshan formation.

The Jiaoqi people who had been waiting here for a long time surrounded him in a panic, trying to help him up.

However, Lu Wangyu did not accept any kindness from reaching out his hand. He supported himself with one hand, stood up with difficulty, and saw the old patriarch Jiao Qi at the front at a glance.

His eyes were scarlet, like a ferocious wolf who had just returned from a bloodbath.

"Why let him go?"

He staggered and took two steps forward, trembling all over, and asked, "Why let him go!"

The old patriarch watched him quietly for a while, but still tilted his head slightly, avoiding the man-eating gaze.

He was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "Because Wei Xiaoyou promised that Mr. Lu, you can unlock Huan Yao."

When Lu Wangyu heard this answer, he actually laughed out loud.

From the silent chuckle to the insolent laugh, he couldn't stand upright from the laughter, and his whole body was trembling.

The insolent laughter affected the wounds all over his body, dripping with blood, but he didn't care at all.

Lu Wangyu was just laughing, he couldn't breathe, and his face was full of tears.

He lied for me, he lied for me...

His smile was full of anger and helplessness, his tone was trembling, and his words were full of sarcasm: "How can I solve Huan Yao?"

"Qin Chao can't solve it, how can I be able to solve it?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and staggered down the mountain.The patriarch stretched out his hand to stop him, and said sharply, "What are you going to do? If you go back now, you will die!"

There was no more smile on Lu Wangyu's face, and his face was as cold as ice.

Without turning his head, he said: "I have already completed the entrustment of Rong Sheng's mansion, and I don't need to worry about the rest!"

"There's nothing you can do when you go back..."

"Besides, no matter whether Wei Xiaoyou goes back or not, he has already lost his way of life."

Lu Wangyu's footsteps stopped suddenly, he turned his head slowly, his jaw was tense, and a terrifying abyssal storm gradually condensed in his eyes.

He paused, "What did you say?"

The old patriarch closed his eyes and couldn't hide it after all.

He sighed heavily.

At that time, Wei Zhi made an appointment to enter Cangshan, and he brought not only the blueprints, but also the bare bones of Li Xiang's return.

The old patriarch felt great grief in his heart, but he could only silently put away the little girl's last things.

Then, when the young man was busy handing over the drawings, he opened Lu Wangyu's kit.

The first half of it is indeed about the storage of blueprints.In the second half of the paragraph, the words were sincere and heartfelt, and it was Lu Wangyu who was begging the old patriarch to help delay the execution of the contract.

Lu Wangyu knew that Li Xiang's bare bones and his own faith were enough for the patriarch to agree to his request.

He can understand and grasp the human heart.But as long as he can keep the contract, he doesn't care at all whether it's calculated or used.

After the old patriarch finished reading the letter, he looked up at the young boy who was still busy.

Li Xiang's tragedy can't happen again, I have to keep this child.He made up his mind.

There is a space formation on the Qiankun bag, it cannot enter the Cangshan formation, so Wei Zhiyue can only take out all the blueprints, and then hand them directly to the monster clan in Cangshan.

When he finished packing everything and was about to go down the mountain, the old patriarch spoke.

"Wei Xiaoyou, please stop!"

Seeing Wei Zhiyue looked over, the old patriarch smiled kindly again, and said, "Little friend Wei, you still remember your body trapped in Cangshan..."

Wei Zhiyue frowned slightly. At that time in Yandu, after the white stone was crushed, his soul directly entered his body. Why is the avatar of Cangshan still there?

He hesitated, and said, "My body... is still here?"

"Of course, Xiaoyou Wei might as well follow me first and get him back."

The old patriarch took two steps in the direction of Cangshan, he entered the big formation, and made a gesture of please.

Wei Zhiyue pursed his lips, thought for a moment, but didn't hesitate anymore.

He stepped into Cangshan Mountain in one step.

But just as he was waiting for the old patriarch to lead him the way, the old man bowed his body slightly, but gave him a big gift.

"Young Master Wei, please don't blame me..."

"Actually, that body collapsed and disappeared inexplicably... The situation was urgent just now, so I didn't find the time to tell you."

Wei Zhiyue was stunned, and he immediately stepped forward to help the old man.

The avatar of Cangshan has long since dissipated, but the old patriarch tricked me into coming in...

He understood everything in an instant, stared at the patriarch with clear eyes, and said affirmatively: "It was the senior brother who asked you to stop me."

"Please ask the patriarch to let me go."

The old patriarch knew that he was impatient, but he couldn't agree. He said eagerly: "Mr. Wei, what can you do now! It's meaningless to die like this!"

There was a firm light in the young man's eyes, and he said sonorously: "I will go, and I can bring the brother back... This is the greatest meaning."

He was finally forced to be helpless, stretched out his wrist to the old man, lowered his eyes and said: "Patriarch, why don't you check my aura."

The old man's heart jumped, and a huge uneasiness rushed into his heart.

He put his trembling hand on the young man's pulse, and then his eyes gradually covered with a look of horror and trance.

He pursed his lips, and could only spit out a few words intermittently: "You... how could you..."

Wei Zhiyue withdrew his hand naturally, his pale face still had a gentle smile as always.

"The meridians are all injured, the alchemy house is completely destroyed, the soul is scattered, and life is not long."

He picked up the old patriarch's unfinished conclusion, with a flat tone as if he was talking about someone else's business.

Seeing the patriarch's eyes filled with grief and despair, Wei Zhiyue paused.

He knew that every word and every sentence he said was a knife in the heart of this kind-hearted old patriarch, but he had to leave, and he had to completely uncover these hideous scars.

There was a trace of apology in his eyes, and he said: "Actually, Zhanyue Sword Intent has already cut off all the vitality in my body. Brother didn't know, so he just thought that I would be fine after entering Cangshan Mountain."

He laughed, and a tear in the corner of his eye fell silently.

"So among us, only senior brother can survive."

He made a deep bow and begged: "Exchange a mortal man for a useful one. Patriarch, you should know how to choose..."

How to choose, where is the choice?

With tears in his eyes, the old patriarch looked deeply at the stubborn young man in front of him.

He sent that little girl away, but now, he couldn't stop another tragedy unfolding in front of him.

It's just destiny, and good fortune tricks people.

He sighed deeply, and seemed to be ten years older in an instant, but he waved his hand dejectedly, and ordered: "Bring Lin Yu."

Linyu is the magical weapon for entering and exiting Cangshan Mountain, and the old patriarch still made the choice that he had no choice.

He couldn't bear to look at the stubborn and fearless young child in front of him.

Lu Wangyu hoped that Cangshan could save him, but he concealed the Zhanyue injury that consumed his soul.

Zhanyue broke his body and wounded his spirit, which was to give him the death penalty.

He's right, it's not a choice of who lives or dies at all, because, long ago, there was no choice.

While waiting for Linyu to arrive, the old patriarch took out the letter and handed it to Wei Zhiyue.

Inexplicably, he had a feeling that this letter would make the kid happy.

In the last moments of his life, being able to be happy.

Wei Zhiyue finished reading the letter in the patriarch's hand, the correct ink characters on the letter were familiar but unfamiliar to him.

It's been a long time since I saw my brother write so seriously.This passage was written for me by my brother...

He gently caressed the second half of his brother's confession, and finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

He raised his head, his eyes were moist, but his brows were crooked with a smile, and he said: "Look, senior brother lied to me, and I lied to him once, so it's offset."

And then, he went down to Cangshan Mountain alone, exchanging his body for his life.

Remember, whether it is you or me, there must be someone among us who will survive.

I remember, so brother, you should remember too.

Some of us must survive.