After the master's ascension

After Lu Wangyu bid farewell to shopkeeper Zhu, he went to Yangyunmen stationed in Zhuzhou County. He just explained briefly.

"Tell Yao Pavilion, if they dare to step into Zhuzhou County again, if one of them comes, I will destroy one sect."

He put on a polite smile and said: "Yao Pavilion can run, everyone, but none of them can run..."

The disciples of Yangyun Sect just wanted to laugh, where did you come from a lunatic, talking nonsense here, dare to threaten Yao Pavilion?

Seeing that the young man in black seems to have suddenly remembered something, he suddenly added: "By the way, if they ask, you can tell them that it was Lu Wangyu who said it."

He looked at the instantly pale faces of Yangyunmen disciples, smiled kindly, and said softly, "They will understand."

After explaining, he turned and left, but the disciple behind him was frozen in place, his face was as pale as paper, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Lu Lu... Lu Wangyu.

He is still alive?I even spoke to him!

After explaining, Lu Wangyu went to the edge of Nanling again.

Not long ago, he returned to the Xuan Huan Realm from Dengtian Road alone.

But I don't know if it's because the flow of time in the two worlds is different, or because of his strong reverse ascension, which caused the disorder of time and space. When he set foot on this land again, he realized that five years had passed in the human world.

It has been five years since the battle at Chengyang Peak.

I let him wait in Xuanhuan for five years alone.

Without any hesitation, Lu Wangyu went straight to the virtual prison in Nanling.The extreme south virtual prison, this is the starting point of his plan, and it will also be the end of this battle.

This was the first time he returned to Nanling after the destruction of Rong Sheng's mansion, and the first time he returned to this majestic formation.

In the past, he didn't understand anything, he only felt that this big formation was so magnificent and so generous.

It is like an impenetrable fortress, magnanimously sheltering all struggling creatures behind it.

They all thought that this formation was a thousand-year-old immortal product, an incomparable miracle created by the Qin Dynasty.

But what is there that can truly stand for a thousand years without falling?

In the library building, Rong Sheng Mansion's regular and meticulously maintained array has been destroyed for more than a thousand years.

However, the virtual prison formation is located in the extreme south where spiritual power is the most scarce. It has a huge scale and a vast border-if no one maintains it, how can it persist for thousands of years.

In his thousand-machine mirror, all illusions are stripped away, and things finally reveal their true colors.

That majestic and indestructible formation has long been riddled with holes and shattered.

In fact, it is not as stalwart, indestructible, and incomparable as people think.Now, it is just a flickering candle in the abyss, fragile and crumbling.

But it cannot be extinguished. It is the only remaining light in the abyss, the only shelter for the monster race, and the last justice in this world...

And the person who is struggling to support it is the only god in this world.

Lu Wangyu walked along the boundary of the virtual prison, with towering mountains and vast dangerous swamps.He walked slowly through the strongest part of the formation, and saw the incomplete parts that had already been damaged.

He patiently recorded them one by one, compared them attentively, and repaired them devoutly.

The more patterns he drew in his hands, the more his heart sank.Each array pattern did not fall on the land of Nanling, but was engraved into his bones and blood, causing pain to the bone.

The more he records and compares, the more shocking he can discover.

The spirit-guiding formation drawn by Qin Chao is actually not enough to maintain the operation of the virtual prison for a thousand years.There are also many mistakes and omissions in the large formation of the virtual prison...

How can such a formation last for thousands of years?

The aura of heaven and earth is basically retrograde, as if there is a force in the dark, forcibly deploying the aura, and maintaining the formation with difficulty.

Finally, in the dry river, he saw the trace that he wanted to see most and also made him sad the most.

It was a huge damage, the pattern was almost wiped away, and a hole appeared on the virtual prison formation like this, like a wound that could not heal.

The river course is not far from the main battlefield of Nanling. If the loopholes here were discovered during the inspection of the Yao Pavilion, the virtual prison formation would be unbreakable.

It is a deadly channel for the world to enter the virtual prison without hindrance.

But now, it has been disguised as a complete appearance.

It was a barrier formed by the accumulation of spiritual energy.From the Nanling wasteland, which lacks spiritual power, mobilize spiritual energy to plug such a huge gap.

Besides enforcing the contract, who else could do this...

Lu Wangyu slowly pressed his palm against the barrier, stroking the barrier inch by inch.He felt the aura flowing in his hand, longing to feel the temperature of that person from this trace.

He didn't know what price he would have to pay for fulfilling the contract, and he didn't know how to find him.

However, he knew that that person had been here before, they had come to the same place, had the same goal, and did the same thing.

It was as if they had never been separated.

where are you...

is it going well.

He leaned over, and according to the sketch of the virtual prison in his memory, he repaired the frayed patterns stroke by stroke, one stroke was smart, but the stroke was tears.

I miss you……

After he carefully explored the virtual prison formation, he also found some unusual things: some hidden places, and there were fresh ruts on the ground.

This shows that after the destruction of Rong Sheng's Mansion, there are still people who are supplying the virtual prison with supplies.

Lu Wangyu waited in front of the virtual prison for several days before he arrived at the delivery team. The team was extremely simple and looked like ordinary merchants.

But the wooden sign hanging on the carriage proved his guess about the identity of the visitor - it was an extremely simple bird's head pattern, but the shape was somewhat familiar.

The eagle pattern in Rong Sheng's mansion is not that ugly.

Lu Wangyu's heart relaxed a little, as he thought this way, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was a trace of sadness hidden in his quiet eyes.

Then, he followed the convoy all the way and found the grain and oil shop owned by Shopkeeper Zhu.

But if he can find it, so can Yao Pavilion.

Therefore, after discovering that there were inexplicably many Yao Pavilion disciples in Zhuzhou County, he immediately became vigilant, and arrived at the house of shopkeeper Zhu just in time for Yao Pavilion to issue the killing order.

He promised Shopkeeper Zhu that he would not let Yao Pavilion come again...

Therefore, as long as he puts down the threat to the cultivation world and draws all the hatred on himself, Yao Pavilion probably won't have the time to make troubles again.

After all, Lu Wangyu is the only person they hate the most and want to cut him to pieces.

Moreover, he threatened Yao Pavilion with the wealth and life of other sects in the cultivation world.

If you enter one, I will slaughter one.

As we all know, Yao Pavilion is a gentleman with high integrity and integrity, and he is a treacherous villain who must take revenge.He put the lives of other monks on the gambling table, and he didn't know whether these honest gentlemen should accept it or not.

How ruthless Lu Wangyu is, everyone in the cultivation world has seen it five years ago, so they definitely don't want to see it again.

In order to maintain their reputation and show their compassion and kindness, Yao Pavilion naturally cannot treat the lives of these people as nothing.

Even though they had this idea in their hearts, they had to put on a hypocritical face and bow their heads to such coercion.

Lu Wangyu stepped on the bottom line acceptable to everyone and released his own threat.

His notoriety is a way of life for all the old people in Rongsheng Mansion in Zhuzhou County.

He has also discussed with shopkeeper Zhu about the follow-up issue of Nanling Virtual Prison, and now he is about to go to other battlefields.

Only him alone, against the whole world, this is also a battle that cannot be defeated...

He can only be cautious, step by step, and arrange this world as his home field. This war should also be led by him, so he invited Yao Pavilion to the appointment.

Before leaving Nanling, he returned to the virtual prison formation. Here, he had to complete the last thing, the most important thing.

Nanling is a vast barren land, here, it seems that there is only a kind of lifeless gray and black.And suddenly one day, in this gloomy world, a cluster of fiery flames suddenly ignited.

The red silk hung on the dead branches looks like a red flame surging between the sky and the earth from a distance, so bright and eye-catching.

This is a tree of fire, a drop of that person's heart and soul.

Lu Wangyu didn't know how to find the execution contract, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what he was doing now.

But if the covenant is a god, it is the wind, the rain, and the mountains and rivers.Since he had been to Nanling, Lu Wangyu believed that he would come again.

If he came, he would definitely be able to see the red silk trees full of trees and know what he wanted to say.

Don't be afraid, I'm back.

The young man in black tied the last piece of red silk. Although he was reluctant to part with it, he still had to leave.

When he was fighting with the world, he only wanted to complete that seemingly impossible task.

The red silk that is full of trees flutters in the wind. This blazing fire tree is the brightest color in Nanling.

It is the most sincere expression of that person's deepest hope.

A light cloud passed slowly from the sky and stopped on the red flame.

Finally, a slender figure slowly solidified under the tree. The white shirt with arrow sleeves looked familiar.

The visitor stood quietly under the tree, not moving for a long time.His face was expressionless, as if he was about to stand like a thousand-year-old sculpture.

However, the clarity of the galaxy was no longer in his eyes.The gurgling clear stream in those eyes finally condensed into a thousand years of ice.

Wei Zhiyue looked at the burning flame quietly, seemingly unmoved.

But the raging flames reflected in his eyes were too hot and too sad, but they burned all his peace inch by inch.

When the ice melts, it becomes a clear spring, and the clear spring can no longer be stored in the eyes, it is just a tear slowly falling from the corner of the eye.

He raised his head slightly, and the black hair on his temples was blown up by the wind.The wind turned slightly, and the red silk seemed to have been sensed. It tried its best to float towards the people under the tree, but it was bound by the branches and could not be touched.

They, just like their masters, desperately wanted to touch that person, to reach out and pull him out of the endless darkness.

The young man in white was silent for a long time, and finally stretched out his slender hand.The fingertips brushed the red silk, as if they had penetrated into the flames. The burning feeling made travelers in the cold winter reluctant to let go, but they dared not touch it.

Brother, I know, you are back.

But you shouldn't come back.