After the master's ascension

Wushu wanted to struggle hard, but another inexplicable invisible force pressed him firmly against the mountain wall.There are faint flashes of spirit patterns on the hands and feet.

Lu Wangyu turned his head slightly, and he looked at the sacred object of Foxin Temple.The nine-ring Zen rod shines with solemn luster in the reflection of sunlight.

He imprisoned Wushu with the pattern, but now he has the opportunity to look at this weapon carefully.

The nine-ring half-moon Zen stick was passed to Wushu along with the hatred.In the canyon, it almost hurt Zhiyue, and in Foxin Temple, it completely destroyed Nan Kebi.

Although it is a holy object, it is never merciful.

If you are not merciful, you are not worthy of a false name and continue to bluff and cheat in this world.

His dark eyes turned to the young monk with a pale face. There was no trace of a smile in Lu Wangyu's eyes, but the corners of his lips raised.

He said: "As the saying goes, one retaliates. The master used it to destroy Tu Fan's Nanke brush, and now that it falls into my hands, it should also taste the taste of being smashed to pieces."

Wushu gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, he squeezed out two words with difficulty: "You dare."

It's coming again, and you can do it again like this, but I can't touch your theory.

Lu Wangyu let out a chuckle, with a bit of mockery, and said word by word: "Why don't I dare?"

Every time he paused, he pressed his hand against the other end of the Zen staff a little harder, and the patterns flickered and twisted faintly.

clang-

The nine rings falling from the half-moon of the Zen stick were twisted and snapped, and fell one by one, making a crisp crashing sound on the ground.

Blood overflowed from Wushu's lips, his eyes were cracked, and he almost chewed that person's name between his teeth: "Lu-Wang-Yu!"

The nine-ring Zen staff is the magic weapon of his life that he cultivates day and night with aura.But when the golden ring falls and the Zen stick breaks, it will arouse the master's original source.Therefore, after the destruction of the Nanke brush, Master Tu Fan lost his cultivation and was bedridden all the time.

Lu Wangyu is not only venting his anger, he doesn't want to do anything to Wushu at the moment, but he really can't bear such a fly jumping in front of him at any time.

By destroying the Nine Rings Golden Rod, the traveler of this Foxin Temple will be abolished, and when the real struggle unfolds in the future, he will be less resistant.

The end of the golden Zen stick was completely twisted and destroyed, and Lu Wangyu finally let go of all the confinement.

Wushu knelt on the ground in an instant, he clutched his chest, and spat out big mouthfuls of blood.

The damage of the natal object is a near-fatal injury.

Lu Wangyu watched him prostrate at his feet, but he didn't feel the slightest pleasure in his heart. He just looked at the man indifferently, like looking at a struggling insect in the gutter.

Yaoboy told him that the real Tu Fan was like this at that time, the Nanke pen was damaged, he was vomiting blood, and he was still struggling to reshape the Nanke illusion.

The real person is risking his life for his life, but now, let him see if the person in front of him can gamble his life and stand up to kill him.

Love and hate, let him take a good look at what kind of power can be without fear of life and death.

Wushu's whole body was trembling, he couldn't use half of his strength to support the ground, but he was panting violently.The Zen stick, which had been twisted into scrap metal, lay slumped beside his hand. He groped for it, but couldn't pick it up at all.

"I won't, let you go..."

The Zen stick was stained with blood, gold and red interlaced, adding a bit of rusty cruelty to the solemnity.

Lu Wangyu got his own answer. Although the monk in front of him put down his harsh words, Lu Wangyu knew that he couldn't stand up anymore, and he didn't intend to fight with his life.

In the face of absolute strength, Wushu still compromised and admitted defeat.

The hatred in his heart must be ten thousand times stronger than before, but it cannot be transformed into the hatred of bravery to die, it is just the blaming of the incompetent.

With hatred in his heart, Lu Wangyu went to Chengyang Peak and fought bloody Yao Pavilion.Even now, when he was fighting Wanzong in the abyss and swamp, even though he came prepared, he put life and death aside.

He didn't stand up, he didn't deserve it.

Knowing the result, Lu Wangyu didn't stay any longer, he turned and left in silence.

The martial arts arena was deserted again, only the abolished Xingzhe of Foxin Temple remained, and let out a suppressed roar.

The Foxin Temple is located in the mountains, which is extraordinarily secluded and quiet, but at the end of the spacious stone steps, the mountain gate to enter the temple is located next to the small town.

Leaving the world and entering the world have never been absolutely opposite.

Lu Wangyu went out of the mountain gate, but saw a familiar figure under the giant banyan tree next to the plaque.

Familiar white clothes, aloof and aloof, more familiar scene, time seemed to turn back five years in an instant, and he returned to the time when he was carrying a gun and was alone in Chengyang.

He stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and said, "Mr. Gu..."

The greetings that have been good recently, but I can't ask them anymore.

Recently, how good, how good, how can it be good?

The battle of Chengyang Peak was a big event that caused a sensation in the whole world, and it is still the talk of passers-by after dinner.From their mouths, Lu Wangyu heard everything that happened after he left.

He knew that Daoist Tu Fan was obstructing Wushu in Foxin Temple, so he naturally knew that Gu Chen, the elder of Xixin League Keqing, defended Chengyang Peak for the devil.

During his bloody battle against Chengyang Peak, behind him was the support of them who risked their lives.

Daoist Tu Fan was seriously injured, and Foxin Temple couldn't deal with this leader in the cultivation world, so he could only let him fend for himself.

Although Gu Chen was labeled as an accomplice of Lu Wangyu, when he was exhausted and trapped, Chengyang Peak collapsed in front of everyone.

A towering peak was completely erased from the world in full view.Those who entered the peak had no bones left, and no one survived.

Therefore, Gu Chen's act of blocking the enemy was actually a fluke that saved their lives.Everyone had lingering fears, but they couldn't bear to admit Gu Chen's life-saving grace, so they shyly said that they would be punished lightly, and imprisoned him in Chiling Cliff, and they would never get out for the rest of their lives.

Naturally, Lu Wangyu couldn't let them go. After going to Nanling, he came to Foxin Temple immediately.

And his future plan is to go to Chiling Cliff to rescue Mr. Gu.But he really didn't expect to see Mr. Gu here.

Gu Chen looked thinner than before, his face was a little pale, but he still returned the salute.

Knowing the doubts in Lu Wangyu's heart, he explained: "They heard that you came back, but they didn't dare to keep me, so they let me go down Chiling Cliff."

"I guessed that you would come to Foxin Temple and then go to Chiling Cliff, so I came here first to wait for you."

However, Lu Wangyu gave him another big gift solemnly, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Gu has been troubled in the past few years, thank you for your help. It is a great kindness that will never be forgotten."

Gu Chen just helped him up, and he said: "It's just entrusted by someone. I know you must have a plan in your heart. This time, I just came here to tell you. If you need it, just let me know."

He paused for a moment, but still sighed softly: "I promised your brother and brother that I will take good care of you."

Hearing this, there was a hint of warmth in Lu Wangyu's eyes. He took out a small object wrapped in white silk from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Mr. Gu.

"By the way, my brother asked me to bring this to my husband." Looking at the astonishment in Gu Chen's eyes, he patiently explained, "After the Battle of Chengyang Peak, I didn't intend to disappear, but was pulled into the upper realm. I also saw my master and brother."

His eyes softened, and he said softly: "The execution of the contract is still there, master and senior brother helped me come back just to bring him back."

Gu Chen took the things in silence. He untied the white silk slowly and attentively. Lying in the palm of his hand was an ugly piece of wood with the word "burn" crookedly engraved on it.

Agarwood, often used as a material for burning incense.

Seeing this thing, he froze for a while, but his eyes were slightly red.

Although very unreliable, this is indeed someone's style.His heart seemed to be dug out of the ice and thrown into the warm water, sour and swollen.

Seeing a fleeting smile finally appeared on Mr. Gu's face, Lu Wangyu heaved a sigh of relief.

He seemed to be comforting, but also like a blessing, he just said slowly: "I believe that one day we will meet the person we want to see, and then we will never part again."

There are eight hardships in life, but they can be relieved.There is no separation between heaven and earth.

Gu Chen put away the agarwood, and when he looked up again, he was that aloof and arrogant elder of the Xinxinmeng. He asked, "Then what are your plans now... When you need me, just say it."

Lu Wangyu looked back at the mountain gate behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Yaotongzi said that the holy lotus heart in Tianqintan can relieve real people's injuries. I think it's because of me. Qinlou refuses to give medicine, so he can only procrastinate." five years."

His eyes turned cold: "Since they don't want to give me medicine because of me, I can only pay a visit in person."

Gu Chen understood what he meant. Although the Holy Lotus Heart is precious, it is not an orphan.Generally speaking, if someone as powerful as Master Tu Fan needed it, they would offer it respectfully even if they flattered him overnight.

But the real Tu Fan had a relationship with Lu Wangyu, and the devil probably died on Chengyang Peak, so they didn't want to pay any attention to Yao Boy's request.

Qinlou is just a medical sect, its strength is not very good, but its ability to read and order dishes is not weak at all.However, as long as the movement is small, there is nothing dangerous for Lu Wangyu to go here.

Thinking about this, Gu Chen just instructed: "Then you go, and let me know if there is anything going on."

Lu Wangyu smiled, said goodbye, and said, "Thank you sir."

Qinlou finally welcomed a certain ancestor tremblingly.

Back then, there were two people who were beaten as the devil's accomplices, Gu Chen of the Xinxin League, and Tu Fan of the Foxin Temple.

And on the first day when Lu Wangyu reappeared in the world, Chi Lingya deftly and respectfully invited Gu Chen down the mountain.

The pressure came to Qinlou, and they finally remembered from the corners of their memories that they had rejected Tu Fan's drug boy's requests for medicine again and again after they thought Lu Wangyu had completely disappeared.

It's over, is there still time to deliver the medicine?

But no one dared to say it, no one dared to try it, if it was too flattering to go to Foxin Temple to deliver medicine now, maybe it would anger that person instead.

So, they could only quietly wait for the arrival of the devil.If they come, they will obediently present the medicine, if they don't come, just pretend nothing happened.

Sure enough, the possibility of not coming is almost zero. They waited day and night, and finally waited for the judgment of fate.

When Lu Wangyu came, he looked at the medicine presented respectfully by the master, and said with a half-smile: "Let's not bother the master, Lu doesn't know how the holy lotus heart is kept for a long time, and how effective the medicine is, so I want to go there personally." Pick."

The head of Qinlou didn't dare to say what it was picked last night, it was very fresh, and they didn't dare to poison the heart of this holy lotus.

He could only sneer and say, "Then please invite Mr. Lu to come with me. But picking the holy lotus heart will take a moment to break through the illusion. I don't know Mr. Lu..."

But Lu Wangyu directly interrupted him and said: "Don't bother the head, it's just a fantasy, the head is afraid that Lu will die in it?"

The master immediately shut up and made quail.

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Lu Wangyu's eyes, he just wanted to take this opportunity to stay in Qinlou for a while, and beat them up.

He absolutely never thought that this would be the decision he least regretted.