Wilderness alone

Yu Huai finally found the eighth formation that was covered by weeds at sunset.

Thanks to the painstaking practice of forgetting to eat and sleep, Yu Huai's foundation has become more and more solid, and he has become more and more proficient in manipulating spiritual energy.Xiaochangshan is extremely weird, there is no aura in the mountain trails, but the Chonghua ruins hidden above the top of the mountain are full of energy everywhere, he quickly drained half of the leaky water bucket after sealing the hole, and the inside was full of water The same joy-and the endless desire to go to the next level.

This kid is a bit beyond the reach of some monks, he can hold his breath.

Even when he was alone against the majestic Yashan Mountain Gate and was hit on the forehead by the suzerain with a rusty waste sword in front of the sword formation, he accepted it in a regular manner, showing no grievances and stubbornness at this age.

The suzerain kicked away the scrap copper and iron scavenged from the sword array, and picked up the scrawny child like a chicken. The child stared like a ghost, with cracked and turned out nails, and the muddy finger flesh was still seeping water. .

The master of Yashan Mountain is well-informed and has never experienced any tragedy in the secular world for a hundred years, so he can't afford to be sympathetic: "The elder said that you left your hometown and trekked all the way to the mountain gate. This kind of disposition is really rare. Yuan, you will be the leader of my sect in the future. There are not many people in the world who are steadfast and upright, and those who have a celestial relationship can be found everywhere - what do you think you have to rely on to enter the gate of my sect?"

The elder is condescending and treats him like a dead thing. Yu Huai may have too much heart, or he may have grasped the essence of resentment in his mother's womb. Since he was put down, he first grabbed the broken sword. This is Ya Shan. The sword sect uses the method to test a person's aptitude. The better the quality of the sword drawn, the farther the person can go on the journey of cultivating immortality. This is the first time such a bad thing has appeared.

He was not ashamed, held the sword in his little hand, and said seriously: "Others may not be as good, but a villain can endure hardship. A villain does not expect to be included in the list of Yashan's children, but to be a handyman. If If you are lucky, you may be able to train your qi and enter your body to spy on the divine light; if you are not lucky, it is also a villain who loses due to poor talent and can't complain."

The suzerain sent Yu Huai down with a wave of his hand. He limped and wondered whether it was a blessing or a curse. He vaguely heard the suzerain say, "You are born with a heartless heart, and it is difficult to give birth to a demon. No wonder you value it so much. It's a pity..."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, and as if within reason, the bean sprouts pulled out from the poor village came up with the trick "loach leaping over the dragon's gate", skipping the outer gate and becoming an inner disciple. The eyes of the same door can breathe fire.

Yu Huai's aptitude is low, but he is by no means a disabled person who cannot cultivate. He spent more than ten years gnawing at the "hard bone" of the qi refining period, but within a few days, he crippled his spiritual root during his first experience.It has been a very clear truth since ancient times that the weak eat the strong, and he was not discouraged, and endured heavy ridicule and sarcasm to do some tiring work that his brothers looked down upon.Fortunately, he is still able to barely use his spiritual power, wearing the "unlimited" top hat bestowed by the suzerain, he has not been reduced to a handyman, but he is really more pitiful than a handyman.

The suzerain still said: "Unfortunately——"

——Now this "pity" can't be called a sad natural moat.

Yu Huai used the technique to dig out a layer of rock and soil along the last part of the formation.

He stumbled in his practice, but he was very talented in formations. Some incomplete formations were often handed over to him for deliberation. This was the real reason why Yu Huai did not take off his inner door badge.

In fact, this was superfluous, he had already engraved the formation map in his heart just now, and even figured out the doorways in the remnants around Xiaochangshan, but the color of this layer of soil is different from the outer circle, which made him want to dig the soil to explore idea.

There was something buried in the soil, and it was easy to guess—a discolored wine jar.It fits Chongli's style very well, he hides it when he has a good heart, and he has to press every step of the way to arouse a little or two of his true feelings.

Yu Huai thought of Chong Li, and a smile appeared on his lips, but the trace of the smile disappeared in the blink of an eye in his mixed feelings.

The fine clods of soil cracked and slipped from the suspended wine jar, inexplicably superimposed with the sound of lingling water in the dream, his heart was hot, and he failed to grasp the wine jar, the thing trembled three times and fell straight down. Go back to the pit.

The wine jar, which was in danger of doom, fell steadily into the palm of a slender white hand.

Chong Li has a dashing demeanor, and his jade face and black hair make him even more unparalleled. He held the wine jar and Xingshi asked his guilt: "Boy, you have something to do with taking advantage of me and stealing a drink."

Speaking of taking advantage...

Yu Huai's gaze shifted to his neck, only to see that the section between the throat and clavicle was as moist as a pearl, and the ice and snow were also paled by it, and the thunder roared loudly in his head.

He racked his brains and hurriedly came up with an answer: "I just want to know what kind of wine is most loved by seniors... I don't want to offend, but I didn't think carefully."

"Don't be serious, I'm joking."

Chong Li slammed the wine jar into the soil and covered it up again. Yu Huai noticed that he seemed to be deliberately avoiding the formation, and even brushed away some of the mud.

Yu Huai closed his eyes, and his earlobe was still hot: "...Go down and see how Ling Zhi is doing." He is really a well-behaved student who is reassuring, and he never forgets to review the secret of escape even after a few steps. Flash quickly.

Chong Li didn't care about the embarrassing situation last time, but Yu Huai was still a white-faced boy, tender and couldn't help being teased.

Uncle He yawned and popped his head: "Look at this stupid look, it's enough for my uncle's jokes to last for decades!"

"That kid is a genius. If I were a young man, I might still laugh at you for being too shallow." He calmly raised his robe and sat on the ground, turning into a unique clay bottle with a slender neck, pouring some wine and throwing it away. To fellow sufferers, "I'm in a good mood today, and I'll reward you with some wine."

Uncle He stepped on the soft mud where the jar was buried with evil intentions, suspecting that the little kid was feeding it with dregs on purpose, and he would eat a meal alone after digging out the jar.It was just about to expose Chongli's hypocrisy, but suddenly it was blessed to the soul—the wine brewed by Changhong seems to be left in a jug, right?So it imagined a bit of sadness from Chong Li's composure, and comforted with sympathy: "I understand, Chang Hong's fellow is nothing, why Du Kang is the only one who can relieve his worries, now you and I, a ghost and a crane will not be drunk forever!"

Chong Li: "I'm not..."

Uncle He took a sip of his wine, and said earnestly: "Little boy, you should take it easy, life and death love is nothing more than a big deal in the end, just chew and spit it out..."

It's really salty to eat radish and light to worry about.

Chong Li sneered three times, pinched the crane's neck and stuffed the drunkard into a pottery vase, let it fart and fart and die drunk.

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In her previous life, Yu Huai was a leader among winemakers, but in this life, she did not give up much, and she really succeeded in painting gourds all at once.

After finishing a few necessary matters, he stepped into the bamboo forest with his wine in hand.

Chong Li was too lazy to move his nest, and guarded the bamboo forest to the end of time.

Since the last wine-digging incident, Yu Huai has deliberately or unintentionally hid from Chongli, as if he had pierced the secret that his master had deliberately kept for many years, feeling uncomfortable all over his body.Now that everything is over, I only owe the green ant farewell. He has thrown away his invisible baggage, and he is reluctant to give up for no reason.

At dusk, the setting sun remained the same, and the verdant bamboo grove became almost black dark green in the evening light, swirling and drifting to Chong Li who was sleeping in the forest.He woke up obediently this time, and didn't give Uncle He a chance to tear his clothes.

Yu Huai sat down at an empty spot, and he untied the cloth covering the mouth of the altar, and the light fragrance diffused into Jiuxiao through the gap between the wine and the outside world.

Chong Li smelled the fragrance and knew what he was thinking, raised the altar to drink, and frowned: "That's right, the boy is a good crafter."

The wine brewer said: "Respect the king for being upright and unrestrained, and I will live a long life."

Drinking humanely: "Respect the continuation of cause and effect, and do not be alone."

He stopped for a while, rolled down his throat a sip of tasteless wine, twisted his eyebrows, and said with a little force, "No, it's still 'respecting the king, soaring to the sky, soaring straight up', these few words are more pleasant to the ear."

Yu Huai followed his knuckles to look at his knuckles, and promised him to drink to his heart's content, and that twitch made the center of his brows red.This smear of red travels to the broken mark along the rays of the sun, and it is dyed layer by layer like a drop of Hui ink sprinkled on rice paper, and it suddenly connects the eyebrows that have been cut in half.

The broken mark was gone.

Yu Huai flattened the red wrapping cloth: "...how did senior mention the word cause and effect?"

"Cultivators always pay attention to this. Do you think that group of gods who think they are too forgetful can escape from cause and effect?" Chong Li snorted and glanced up in spite of God, "Some people think so because he is relatively dull Either someone else took the blame for him, or he didn’t know who he owed a stupid debt in his previous life.” He suddenly felt very boring, “For example, the Chonghua faction destroyed Dachang Mountain a hundred years ago, causing countless deaths and injuries... The Yu family took advantage of the danger to steal the formation. Figure, the reason for joining the Yashan Sword Sect, a hundred years later—"

The young man didn't change his face, and smiled slightly: "After a hundred years, I will step into Xiaochang Mountain again by repeating the old trick. The result is also the cause. Senior, is this what you want to say?"

He tapped with two fingers, and the strangely red sky swept away like karmic flames, making his handsome face look like a demon and evil, and his black pupils were clear and full of compassion, clearly reflecting the ghosts wandering around the world that gods and Buddhas could not tolerate: "Senior , Xiao Changshan has long since died. I...I don’t want to tell you.”

Xiaochangshan is already comparable to a ghost village in the wilderness, full of lifelessness, and thanks to the damaged formation of the Adoration Hua Sect, the monks' spiritual power has been used to support the cornerstone of this cave.Instead of letting it linger on, it is better to make the best use of everything and become an opportunity for Yashan Sword Sect and Yu Huai.

Yu Huai of the Yashan Sword School is good at forming formations. After ten years of studying a broken formation map, how could he not know how to set up formations in the Chonghua Ruins?He sent Chongli into reincarnation, and he didn't have to suffer the retribution—the upper world was eager for him to return, so he arranged for Changhong to be willing to go through the calamity and die, and he had to wait for Yu Huai to give him a happy lower world mountain spirit. Just walk the established path in the upper realm.

What's more, this kid is so ambitious that he can swallow the sea.No wonder he got muddy all over the poor mountains and rivers, and put on a dog-like Taoist uniform from time to time. He always hoped to change to a better and more luxurious one, instead of returning to his original shape and being a mediocre person.

If it were Chong Li, he would not let a dying hen go when she was hungry, even if she had three or four warm eggs lying on her head, but he is the chicken now, so he really can’t say that he can be calm Take it lightly.

Who told monks to protect the way and eliminate ghosts? It's justified.Even though he knew from the beginning that this kid was a white-skinned sesame stuffing, Chong Li was still happy to see him searching for the remnants of Xiaochangshan with his deceitful and deceitful face.

Chong Li smiled and said: "Yes, there is an idiot who can't be caught, and can't withstand the thunder... It's all done, and nothing is protected. I'm not stupid, you don't have to ask me to listen to it again."

The earth trembled suddenly, and the panic-stricken Uncle He rushed up to the sky. He had a bird's-eye view of the entire Xiaochang Mountain. The magnificent pavilions collapsed one after another, and the huge stone broke from the middle.The eight trigrams of the Chonghua ruins lit up with a pillar of light that pierced the sky. With it as the center, the cracks spread rapidly in the middle, and the landform was completely destroyed, let alone two figures in the chaos.

After a while, it suddenly let out a "huh", patted its wings and swooped down.

Yu Huai set up the spirit stones and set up an array to protect the bamboo forest. The people behind snorted: "Boy...you are the one who set up the spirit-killing array, and you are also the one who set up the defensive array. What's wrong?"

Yu Huai wanted to keep the scenic spot here before his soul dissipated, so he patronized the corner and resisted stubbornly, but only vaguely caught a few words.He knew that this was probably not a good word, so he still pricked up his ears to pay attention, and just happened to hear the wine lunatic say again vaguely: "...Changhong, in the future, it is not allowed...to make wine for others, keep what you say, huh?"

Yu Huai stared at him for a while, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

Chong Li got his promise and passed out drunk with satisfaction.

He didn't make any more noise.

Later, Uncle He dragged out a few pieces of vermilion silk and satin from the broken stones and rotten tiles, but what about this later? It was several years later.