monster study

The Taoist priest was in the sky, seeing Nan Ying cheering him up with his fists clenched, a sense of heroism arose spontaneously.The courage that was lost by him seems to have come back, as long as Nan Ying is still behind him, he can become a great hero.

This feeling is so real, there is something buried in the bottom of his heart clamoring to break out of his body, it walks around his limbs, driving him without fear.

The Taoist grasped Queci tightly, looked at the roaring giant beast in front of him, and rushed forward without thinking about himself.

The bright silver sword light shattered the fairy mountain, and the thick fog dispersed, revealing the blue sea and blue sky.The Taoist was overjoyed, and hurriedly looked back, but the giant beast and Nanying were gone, and there was nothing on the empty sea!

"Nanying!" The Taoist shouted eagerly, but at this moment, all his strength disappeared without a trace, and he suddenly fell uncontrollably.

But the expected falling into the sea did not appear, a hand suddenly firmly grabbed the clothes on his back, "Come back to God!"

The Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, where there was no blue sea.He was still in the Penglai Pavilion, and the little girls blinked and looked at him strangely, muttering, "Why did this Taoist suddenly fall down the stairs, how dangerous..."

By the way, everything just now was an illusion.

"Thank you." The Taoist stood up straight, turned his head and nodded to Shang Si.

Shang Si folded his hands and looked at him with a smile, "It's fine, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Shang Si took Lu Zhifei and turned around to go outside the Penglai Pavilion. The Taoist priest didn't say anything more, and kept silent all the way, as if he was still immersed in the illusion just now.It's just that Lu Zhifei looked at him and always felt that the silence at this time was different from the Taoist's silence in Kunlun Mountain before, and something was quietly changing.

The three then found a hotel for a temporary rest. The Taoist priest looked very tired and fell asleep shortly after entering the room.

Shang Si said that this was a normal reaction, and Lu Zhifei felt relieved, "Is there any problem with Xingjun?"

Xingjun split up with them, they went to Penglai Pavilion, and Xingjun went to the top of Yushan Mountain.Shang Si shook his head, "Don't worry, if he doesn't come over to meet us tomorrow morning, then we'll go find him."

However, Xing Jun did not arrive until the next morning.Shang Si couldn't help frowning, logically speaking, it shouldn't be, with Xing Jun's ability, even if he can't find it, he should have a letter.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Shang Si made a decisive decision, but before he walked out of the hotel gate, he was caught by a hat-wearing figure in the lobby.

He stared straight at them, with his mouth parted as much as he could be in astonishment.It was not easy to surprise Shang Si like this, Lu Zhifei couldn't help but also glanced at the man, and then fell silent.

The man obviously saw them too, and stood there with a dark face and said nothing.That gloomy and chilling aura scared the people around him so much that no one dared to come within ten meters of him, for fear that he would come out with a knife and stab someone in the next moment.

"Cough, let's go." Shang Si rubbed his nose and walked out of the hotel.

Lu Zhifei and the Taoist followed in silence, and the three of them passed by the man without stopping.Then when they all stepped out of the gate, the man finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Are you pretending you didn't see me?"

Shang Si's footsteps stopped, and he turned around, "Ah, so it's really Xingjun."

He walked quickly to Xing Jun, as if he had just discovered him, carefully looked him up, down, left, right, left, right, "friend, have you encountered a tornado?"

If it hadn't been for the tornado, Shang Si couldn't think of any reason to turn Xing Jun's precious long hair into something like it was chewed by a dog like it is now.This look is really... avant-garde.

Which pot does Shang Si not open and which pot is lifted, Xing Jun's black energy is about to break through the sky, "Shut up."

For Xingjun, the head can be broken and the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

But now... Thinking of this, Xingjun couldn't help but glared at the Taoist priest, staring at the Taoist priest like a cold light on his back, but he was at a loss again.

What's the matter with me?

In the end, it was really the Taoist's fault.The four of them reopened a room without outsiders, Xingjun grimaced, and finally reluctantly confessed what he had gained at the top of Yushan Mountain yesterday.It's just that he didn't want to go into details, and threw something to Shang Si casually, and continued to sit beside him as an angry stone sculpture.

Shang Si picked up the thing and looked, "A broken string?"

Then he understood, and the Taoist also understood, only Lu Zhifei didn't understand, so Shang Si explained with a smile: "At the beginning, Yu Ya set up a seven-string killing array there, I think, Xingjun's hair must be covered by this The remaining sword energy in one string was cut off."

"Hmph." Xingjun snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for my momentary carelessness, what can a mere string of a zither do to me?"

"Okay, okay, you were careless for a while. But can you turn your head and talk, your hairstyle really makes me want to laugh." Shang Si was helpless, he really wanted to laugh, God knows how difficult it was for him to hold back.

Lu Zhifei thought that Xing Jun was going to beat up violently, but he turned away with a serious face.Lu Zhifei looked at his lonely back, and the uneven and gently swaying hair, as if he saw a wounded heart.

But I really want to laugh.This must be Shang Si's fault.

At this time, Shang Si handed the strings to the Taoist priest, "Return to the original owner."

The Taoist looked at the strings, took a deep breath secretly, and reached out to take it when he was ready.The moment his fingertips touched the strings, the wind blew up on the flat ground, and Shang Si stretched out his hand to protect Lu Zhifei as expected.

Lu Zhifei was suddenly blocked from seeing, he didn't see anything, he only heard a slight and distant sound of the piano that seemed to come from nine days away, the lingering sound was lingering, but it was only this sound, lonely and lonely.

When Shang Si put down his hand, the Taoist priest had already closed his eyes while holding the string, as if falling asleep again.It's just that Lu Zhifei looked at his trembling eyelashes and unconsciously clenched hands, knowing that he might just be caught in a certain memory again.

"Wait first, it will probably take longer this time." Shang Si said, stood up and stretched, then turned to look at Lu Zhifei, "Go down to eat?"

Lu Zhifei glanced at Taoist priest and Xingjun, then stood up and went out with Shang Si.After closing the door, Lu Zhifei couldn't help asking: "What is the thing in the strings?"

Lu Zhifei thought of Nan Ying's Kunwu Qin. Nan Ying said that Yu Ya had taught him to play the piano, but what happened to the seven-string killing array?

"Remember when I said that Nan Ying took Yu Ya back to Kunlun Mountain because he was seriously injured?" Shang Si said slowly as he walked.

"You mean, Yu Ya experienced a big battle there?"

Shang Si nodded, "That's right, I learned later that this matter has something to do with Penglai Pavilion folding sword. After Yu Ya left Penglai Pavilion, the fame of Zhejian Immortal became very famous. The evil spirit was repelled, but it doesn't mean They will die down. And among those who were repulsed by Yu Ya at that time, in addition to those demon cultists who are said to be righteous in the martial arts, there are also monsters. How much praise is given to Yu Ya in the world, how much hatred for Yu Ya is in the hearts of these monsters What’s more, if a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it.”

In the room, Xing Jun looked at the Taoist priest with a complicated expression.

The sword energy in the strings cut off his hair, making him furious, but it also allowed Xing Jun to spy on some scenes of the year.He gradually began to understand why Nan Ying was so attached to Yu Ya.

We have traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers together, we have experienced life and death together, we have seen the chican killing on the top of Yushan Mountain, how could that simple little fool have room for others?

In the corridor, Lu Zhifei's slightly surprised voice was dignified, and gradually drifted away, "You mean, someone stabbed a knife in the back?"

"Folding the sword at Penglai Pavilion made Yu Ya's reputation, but some people are unhappy..."

The sound faded away, and the room fell into silence again.

The Taoist priest held the strings tightly, his brows gradually furrowed.Countless and complicated pictures rushed to him, and that familiar yet strange feeling enveloped his heart again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind, and he opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a cold glow piercing through the window.He quickly leaned back, subconsciously pulled the people around him behind him with his right hand, the cold light brushed past the tip of his nose, and nailed deeply into the bedpost.

The dagger trembled and hummed.

He hurriedly looked back, and he was relieved when he saw that Nan Ying was still standing behind him perfectly.

Nan Ying grabbed his arm nervously, but he carefully and clumsily hid all the fear in his eyes. When facing Yu Ya, he still smiled and said it was all right.

Yu Ya couldn't remember how many times he was hunted down, time and time again, it seemed endless.If Yu Ya is alone, there is nothing to fear, but Nan Ying...

He seemed to have made up his mind, and took Nan Ying's hand, "Let's go!"

However, the pervasive black shadow has already spread in from the doors and windows of the inn, and the passengers are either eating in the hall or sleeping soundly in the room, and they still don't know anything about it.

Yu Ya knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, otherwise it would inevitably hurt innocent people.

Then Que Ci sword came out, Yu Ya held Nan Ying with one hand, and the sword with the other, wherever the light of the sword went, the darkness receded like a tide.And that handsome face was already full of determination and chill.

If you want my life, then come and kill me.

Although Yu Ya adheres to the righteous way, he is not pedantic.

The murderer is always killed, if he can become a Buddha immediately by putting down the butcher knife, then everyone in the world can become a Buddha, so what is the use of the sword in hand? !

But Cijian's radiance was generous, and the black shadow yelled mournfully, and retreated again.The Taoist stood on the guardrail in the hall with his sword in hand, staring blankly at his hands, "Is this... Yu Ya's way?"

Folding the sword, or killing the enemy, is tough and indestructible.

Suddenly, there were exclamations all around.

"Look at that sword!"

"It's Queci! Then isn't this, isn't that the Sword Folding Immortal?"

"My God, I actually met Yu Ya, the sword-folding fairy here..."

"..."

The Taoist priest looked around, and the excited faces made him startled.

The hand holding the sword became tighter and tighter, and the surrounding sound waves surrounded him, and he couldn't help thinking of many scenes.

He walked in the vast crowd, but no one knew the fairy king back then.

He desperately wanted to find a place to live, but was driven to Kunlun again.

Or maybe he was looking for someone to tell his fortune under the flyover, but he got countless cold eyes...

Life has smoothed all his edges and corners, he has all Yu Ya's memories, but it's like watching someone else's story, and he no longer has a sense of substitution, because the sword-folding fairy is too far away from him, isn't it?

He began to feel resentful and unwilling. He gradually began to hate the name. He lost his courage, tenacity, and everything related to Yu Ya. He thought it would be good, but...

He still went to Kunlun because his heart told him to go there.

Because he is Yu Ya.

Those things that cannot be erased no matter what, are still buried deep in his heart, and at this moment, at this moment, they wake up again.

"Yu Ya, Yu Ya!" Nan Ying anxiously called his name, and Yu Ya suddenly recovered from the long deep thought.He jumped off the guardrail, looked at Nanying's worried expression, and said softly, "Nanying, I may have to leave for a while."

"Where are you going? I'll go with you!" Nanying hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, fearing that he would abandon her.

Yu Ya shook his head, "You go to the top of Yushan Mountain and wait for me. I will definitely find you in a month's time."

"But..." Nan Ying looked up at him, her eyes were red with pleading, "I promise I won't cause you any trouble, I can also spell, I can protect you, really..."

However, before Nan Ying finished speaking, Yu Ya suddenly pulled him into his arms.The long-awaited warm embrace made Nan Ying stupidly stunned, and then he heard Yu Ya say: "Don't worry, I will definitely come to you in a month."

Nan Ying knew that he had made up his mind, so she buried her head on his chest, not daring to let him see her crying face.He sniffed and hugged Yu Ya tightly, "You must come to me."

"Definitely." Yu Ya said in his heart, and when he parted from Nan Ying, the scene in front of him suddenly changed again.

The building boats facing the river, the shadows of shaking candles.The strange sounds of Jie Jie coming from the building, and the bloody Que Ci sword all showed the situation here.Suddenly, there was the sound of breaking water, and dozens of figures attacked him surrounded by water waves and attacks.

The building and boat swayed, and there were enemies on all sides.

But Yu Ya didn't retreat at all, but Cijian pulled out a sword flower, stepped forward, and killed!

"Is he alright?" In the hotel room in the present world, Lu Zhifei felt the terrifying aura emanating from the Taoist priest, and couldn't help but worry.

Shang Si casually handed the food to Xing Jun, then came over to take a look, and said: "It's okay, when he wakes up, Yu Ya will probably be back."

Lu Zhifei understood, "This memory is very important to him?"

"It should be said that it is very important to Yu Ya and Nan Ying." Xing Jun, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

Lu Zhifei looked over, and Xing Jun continued: "Yu Mountain is in Qinchuan, and there is a special terrain there. The ancient city of Qinchuan is different from ordinary cities in shape, it is oval, and humans have dug seven canals to pass through the city. Therefore, its shape is like a lyre, which is called Qinchuan. After Yu Ya left Nanying, he started to fight back. With seven swords on his back, he picked up seven nests of the enemy, and then led them all the way to Qinchuan. Then throw these seven swords into the seven rivers, and form a large killing array in the entire city."

The seven-string killing array uses the city as the harp and the river as the string.The strings move, but the sword kills.

Nanying waited on the top of Yushan Mountain for half a month, but still did not see Yu Ya, feeling anxious and worried.But on this day, just when he couldn't hold back and wanted to go down the mountain to find someone, he suddenly saw dark clouds covering the sun in the distance.

Nanying is a tree demon, and he is extremely sensitive to changes in the vitality of the world. He felt the terrifying aura in the black clouds almost immediately, and his face turned pale.

That aura is too terrifying, how many monsters did it gather to form it?

Nan Ying didn't know, he just wanted to know where Yu Ya was?The appearance of this group of monsters must have something to do with Yu Ya!

Dark clouds gradually gathered over the city, and the sky was slowly eroded.Nanying was in a hurry, but he was a peach demon who couldn't fight, so there was nothing he could do.Even if he rushed up now, he might only be wiped out.He is simple, but not stupid.

Maybe Yu Ya is fine, otherwise the dark cloud should have dispersed.

And at this moment, Nanying saw several bright lights shooting out from the dark cloud and falling straight to the ground.

It's a sword!That's a sword!

"Yu Ya!" Nanying shouted from the top of the mountain, and the wind carried his shout far away.

Where there is a cry, there must be an answer.Yu Ya heard it, so Cijian broke through many obstacles, and finally brought its owner to the appointment.

However, Yu Ya almost fell from mid-air, his Haoyue robe was stained with blood, and the cuffs were completely damaged.Nan Ying hurriedly activated the spell, and the peach branches grew wildly. The moment they received him, they turned back into soft arms, hugging the unconscious Yu Ya tightly in his arms.

"Yu Ya! Yu Ya!" Nan Ying was extremely worried, and when she looked up, she saw that the black clouds seemed to have a target and began to rush towards them.In Nan Ying's perception, not only the sky, but also many auras catching up at the foot of the mountain.

Nanying gritted his teeth, he fixed Yu Ya on his back with a peach branch, and picked up Queci.However, just as he was about to meet the enemy, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and pressed down on the sword, "Let me do this kind of thing."

Nan Ying was stunned, and turned her head to see Yu Ya who had awakened, as if she had found a backbone.Eyes red, crying, but laughing again.

But Yu Ya didn't have time to comfort him, and asked, "Is what I entrusted to you done?"

Nan Ying nodded hastily, shook the peach branch, and brought over a Guqin hidden in the grass beside her, "Here you are."

The name of the qin is Kunwu, Yu Ya asked Nanying to bring it here when they parted, and now the qin has returned to its owner.Then, it's time to make a closure.

Yu Ya sat cross-legged, put the qin on his lap, held his breath, meditated, and closed his eyes.

Nan Ying looked at Yu Ya, who seemed to be in a state of concentration, and at the black clouds that were almost reaching the top of his head, and the sound of breaking wind that was getting closer and closer in the forest, his heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his throat.

And at this moment, Yu Ya finally opened his eyes.With a flick of the finger, a piano sound sounded from the fingertips.

The sound of the piano is far away, spreading like invisible ripples, passing through the clouds without hindrance.The enemy's offensive was not blocked, and the rampant laughter came with endless killing intent, like a mockery of Yu Ya.

However, at this moment, waves of fluctuations came from the foot of the mountain.The people of Qinchuan were still looking up at the sudden dark clouds, complaining about why it rained suddenly in such a good weather, the slowly flowing river suddenly began to surge violently.

One, two, three... Countless sword qi broke through the water.The sword energy was tens of meters long, each of which almost traversed the entire city, and then slashed fiercely at the black cloud.

"Zheng!" The sound of the zither was urgent, and the intent of killing immediately filled the entire sky.

More and more sword energy cut through the black clouds, and the sky light came out from those broken holes. Light and darkness were constantly intertwined, and bursts of roars and wailing came from the four fields, as if it was the end of the world.

Nanying's eyes were full of splendor. How had he ever seen such a scene in the boring first half of his life?

He turned his head to look at Yu Ya, this man whose clothes were stained with blood, his eyebrows were stained with wind and frost and tiredness, but he was still playing the piano calmly, beheaded the enemy with the flick of his fingers, what a demeanor it was.

He thought that there would never be another Yu Ya in this world.

He was extremely sure that he had found the unrivaled hero that fourth master had said belonged to him.