After the master's ascension

As for Lu Wangyu, who was shuttling through the formation, Nanling's stage was finally set up, and the scheduled roles had already appeared one by one.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to his script.For the rest, just give it to time.

He just waited for the embankment of a thousand miles to collapse in an ant's nest.

Now he is going to Cangshan.There is another more difficult battlefield, and it is also the place where the final battle will take place.

The patriarch, the old man, is still secretly doing deceitful business in the small town of Cangshan.There is no second Rong Sheng mansion in this world, and the Jiaoqi clan who are trapped in Cangshan can only rely on such a small business to maintain their livelihood with difficulty.

They were down and out, but they never gave in.

When the old patriarch heard about Lu Wangyu's return, he had already prepared for the reunion.But when he saw the young man reappeared in front of him with a familiar smile on his face, his eyes still turned red.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

The old patriarch wiped away the cloudy tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed with a smile.

Lu Wangyu came to Cangshan this time to seek to crack the method of summoning Yao.

The first point of breaking Huan Yao is to untie the Cangshan formation first.The Cangshan Great Formation refuses the entry of the human race, and no one in the Yaozu has practiced the formation technique. If they don't enter, it is impossible to understand the mechanism of summoning Yao, let alone crack it.

Lu Wangyu followed the old patriarch back to Cangshan Mountain. He studied the spirit pattern outside the formation during the day, and went down the mountain at night to live in Cangshan Town.

Sure enough, following the Yaozu into, the Jianxin array didn't work at all.

He walked slowly along the edge of the Cangshan formation alone, recording... Before he knew it, snow fell from the sky.

A little girl walked out from the depths of Cangshan Mountain. With her eyes downcast, she held a brown linoleum umbrella and stepped carefully on the white snow step by step.Just like in a world where the top and bottom are white, the slowly moving little mushroom is moving towards another figure little by little.

Lu Wangyu was carefully observing Cangshan's formation, when suddenly, a round and fat umbrella poked his head out quietly.After the formation, the little girl hiding under the mushroom blinked her clear eyes.

She said crisply: "Brother Lu, it's snowing, the patriarch asked me to bring you an umbrella!"

Lu Wangyu was taken aback, is it snowing yet?

He didn't even notice it, and when he looked up, he saw the flying snowflakes, when they fell from the sky, they flew apart inexplicably above him.

It was as if someone was pushing away the cold snowflakes for that ignorant person.

There was no snow on his body, but flowers bloomed in his eyes.

Lu Wangyu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and silently extended his palm forward.

A piece of snow fell on his palm like this, and the moment it fell, it was melted by the warm body temperature, like a teardrop from the heavens.

There were bright stars in his eyes, and he replied with a smile: "No need, brother Lu has someone holding an umbrella."

"what?"

The little girl didn't understand what it meant, but she also snapped the little brown mushroom together, and a little white snow dotted her hair.

Her face was flushed from the cold, but her eyebrows were curved, and she said: "I won't hold it anymore! The patriarch grandpa always asks me to hold an umbrella, so I don't listen to him!"

Immediately, the snow that should have fallen on her head and body was gently brushed away, and the little girl's little plan of getting wet in the snow fell through again.

Babies can't be cold...

She looked at the sky curiously and seemed very puzzled.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Lu Wangyu laughed: "Now, the brother who held the umbrella for me also holds the umbrella for you."

But he deliberately leaned over, raised his index finger and made a "shh" gesture, and said softly: "But he is rather shy, I can only tell you secretly, you can't tell others..."

The little girl giggled, her eyes shone with a clear light, she also secretly lowered her voice: "I know, this is our little secret."

So, in the vast snowy scene, two figures, one big and one small, took advantage of the favor of the sky, and slowly copied on both sides of the formation.

There was snow blowing between the sky and the earth, but there was no piece of cold ice and snow that could fall on them.

Lu Wangyu set up a thousand-machine mirror, and carefully recorded the pattern of Cangshan that suddenly flickered.And the little girl picked up a small wooden stick and drew a picture of spring in the snow.

What she writes with one stroke are flowers with bright smiles and small fishes that can fly in the sky.

Time quieted down in an instant, like falling snow, swaying slowly, with a hint of intoxicating mellow fragrance.

While Cangshan's plan was quietly unfolding, Nanling's drama was still being staged step by step.

Yaoge knocked on Jiang An's door. For the first time, they were rejected.

I saw the famous Kendo No.1 coldly rebuffed: "I can avenge my revenge, and I don't need you to worry about my affairs."

After the summoning disciple honestly repeated his words to Chief Yin, he stood quietly aside as a mute, waiting tremblingly for him to get angry.

Unexpectedly, the often gloomy-faced Master Chang smiled instead of anger this time, and deep lines of laughter formed at the corners of his eyes.

Yin Yuanshan sighed half-truthfully: "Sure enough, it's youthful spirit..."

Commander Fu Wuzhan next to him frowned, looking rather indignant: "My lord, this Jiang An is toasting and not eating fine wine! Who is our Yao Pavilion? How can he be so bold!"

As he said that, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if he was about to lead an army to attack, so that this ignorant kid would learn a lot and open his eyes.

Yin Yuanshan didn't take this rejection seriously.

And it was Jiang An's refusal this time that completely dispelled his worries and made him more convinced that the young man in front of him was not with Lu Wangyu.

It made him believe that the law of heaven is balanced, and good and evil are relative.

The devil Lu Li appeared at the same time as the sword god Jiang An. Doesn't it mean that there must be a battle between them?

He stroked his white beard and said slowly: "Jiang An is Lu Wangyu's destined opponent. We must win him over, use him, and let him completely get rid of Lu Wangyu, the devil."

Hearing this, Fu Wuzhan no longer talked about the topic of beating and killing, and he echoed this idea, saying: "But now, he doesn't seem to want to cooperate with us."

He had a flash of inspiration, and said in surprise: "Perhaps, he blamed us for all Qing Ya's debts... If so, we have offended him, how can we get him to join us?"

Fu Wuzhan's question baffled him again, and he was helpless.But Yin Yuanshan on the side slowly showed a smile that was bound to win.

"Jian An's ability to come out of the sword mound shows that he has a firm heart. Moreover, he just cut off the right arm of a Jiange disciple, and did not hurt his life. Isn't it enough to show that he has clear grievances and grudges, and he has the world in his heart?"

"His swordsmanship is superb, his heart is extraordinary, and he has already become a model of swordsmanship in the world. Now, we are going along with the flow and promoting him as the No. 1 righteous way. How can he disagree?"

There was a bit of vicissitudes in his eyes, as well as a trace of irony that was extremely difficult to detect.

"Young people always have vanity."

"If you still don't agree, then come up with a reason that he can't refuse..."

At the end, Yin Yuanshan still had a kind smile on his face, but his eyes were completely cold, like a poisonous snake showing its poisonous fangs.

"Relatives, family members, clan... There is always one thing that he can't give up."

Sure enough, the second time was Yin Yuanshan's personal visit.

But after hearing Jiang An's refusal as always, the scheming Yao Pavilion chief didn't show any surprise or anger, and he threw out the final bargaining chip with confidence.

"Jiang Shaoxia, even if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the villagers of Yue Village."

Yuecun...

Anyway, when the time comes, they will always give you reasons that you cannot refuse - Mr. Lu's words echoed in his ears again.

Yuecun, you actually found Yuecun... Really, it's irresistible.

Jiang An's eyes moved slightly, he seemed to be a little impatient, and said with a sullen smile: "You guys really have a heart!"

Yaoge firmly grasped the weakness of Jiang'an's hometown, threatened the lives of all the villagers, and finally got the answers they needed during the second door-to-door visit.

How the process is, right and wrong, true and false, have never been a question they will consider.

Those who achieve great things don't care about small details, Yao Pavilion is the king of this world, they only look at the results.

And this result is very satisfactory.