Fu Zhu

Just as Huayang was about to say something more, thunder suddenly roared outside the cave, and heavy rain poured down.The fox cave that had been hit hard was crumbling for a while.

The wavering look in the Taoist priest's eyes quickly returned to indifference.Hua Yang took a breath, and was about to procrastinate for a moment, when suddenly he saw a person slowly walking into the cave, in the wind and rain, wearing a plain Taoist robe that was spotless, reflecting white light slightly.

The Taoist said in astonishment, "Brother Zi Yuan."

Hua Ziyuan nodded slightly, his hands were empty, and he didn't bring a magic weapon. His gaze swept across the pale Huayang, but no joy or anger could be seen on his face: "I was guarding at the foot of the mountain. The demon king who came here heard that you were delayed here again."

The Taoist replied indifferently: "Wait a little longer and the formation will be broken."

Hua Ziyuan replied: "The first thunder has passed, we can't wait any longer."

Hua Yang felt his breath was suffocating, and saw Hua Ziyuan standing on the ground, leaping forward a few feet, pinching the magic seal with his right hand, and chanting the nine-star mantra: "Jiu Yao goes straight, Yuan Shi wanders! Hua Jing's tomb Tomorrow, Yuan Ling scatter!"

As soon as the sixteen-character mantra of breaking the formation was uttered, a huge gap was broken in the formation. The formation laid down by Huayang could not stop Hua Ziyuan in the slightest. With a sudden step on the stone wall, he was in front of Hua Yang in an instant.

The Taoist priest was watching the battle, he didn't know what he saw, and suddenly yelled. "Brother, be careful!"

It's just that the loud shout was still a step too late, Hua Yang, who had been suffering all this time, suddenly made a move and hit Hua Ziyuan head-on.

Dozens of shockingly powerful attacks absorbed by the entire formation were released at this moment.There was a bang, the limestone on the roof of the cave was shaken down, and the dust rose up. The whole corridor was completely white, and in the dead silence, the sound of wind and rain outside the cave could be vaguely heard.

In the dust, Hua Yang coughed intermittently. After finally waiting for the dust to clear away, he looked up, only to find that there was a trace of blood on the corners of the mouths of the two men.Hua Ziyuan was caught off guard and fell to the ground with both feet. At this moment, he was also trapped in this magic circle. He quietly raised his hand to wipe away the blood, and fell silent for a while.

Under Hua Ziyuan's aggressive attack, Hua Yang even revealed his last move to protect himself. In the previous one-on-one contest, the strength was very different, and now it is even more hopeless.

Hua Yang knelt in the center of the formation blankly, seeing the murderous intent in Lian Hua Ziyuan's eyes gradually moved, and the lost soul also called out: "Senior brother."

Hua Ziyuan remained calm and said in a low voice: "Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

Hua Yang stared at him blankly, as if recalling the many years we had been together before, and laughed tremblingly for a long time before saying, "I... didn't think about winning, as long as I can delay for a moment... I won."

There was another thunderclap outside the cave, and Huayang's words were confused. When he heard the thunder, he was shocked suddenly.

The Taoist Hua Yang on the side just finished adjusting his breath, and his eyes met with Hua Ziyuan's. They knew each other, and they started to form seals almost at the same time. As the gestures changed, the entire corridor began to tremble non-stop, and the ground cracked inch by inch like fish scales. Immediately afterwards, there was a large area of ​​broken soil, and the formation drawn on the ground was instantly destroyed. The two of them broke the formation with their feet.

Hua Yang saw the Taoist holding the long sword upside down, and jumped in front of him, his face was ashen for a while.

The rain was still falling outside the cave, and the sky was covered by a whole piece of dark clouds. The day was like night, and a little electric light could be vaguely seen, faintly flashing in the clouds. The rain washed the entrance of the cave and slowly overflowed into the cave.

Seeing the Taoist priest swinging his sword down, Hua Ziyuan couldn't help turning his back.

Outside the long and narrow corridor, dense raindrops can be glimpsed. Occasionally, there will be a flash of lightning, and thousands of silver lines will run through the sky and the earth.

When Hua Ziyuan was in a trance, he suddenly heard angry shouts from behind him, turned his head in astonishment, and saw that the long sword in the Taoist's hand had completely submerged into Hua Yang's body, the tip of the sword was poked out from behind, and blood snaked down the blood groove.

However, in a blink of an eye, the long sword was nailed into the stone wall, and Hua Yang suddenly appeared behind the Taoist priest, floating in mid-air, with one hand firmly grasping the Taoist priest's wrist.

Hua Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that he would be deceived by this kind of illusion, until the red light appeared in Huayang's palm, he suddenly woke up.

In this moment of hesitation, Hua Yang pulled his soul away and forcibly entered the Taoist priest's body bit by bit.What a great improvement in cultivation, everyone will bow their hands when they see it, and call you Dao Master, and everyone from all over the world will honor your Dao name-what's so good!

It's better to change back!

The Taoist was frightened and angry, and tried his best to break free, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

Huayang seemed to have exhausted all his strength to grab the hand, until Hua Ziyuan caught up with him, twisted Huayang's arm and removed the joint, and the Taoist hurriedly got rid of it, and retreated dozens of steps, as if trying to get rid of it. The distracting thoughts that suddenly rushed into the body were eliminated.

Hua Yang watched the Taoist back away, and said "Ah", as if he was still thinking about reaching out to grab it. In his anger, a bloody arrow suddenly spewed out from the corner of his mouth, and the wall was covered with blood stains.

Hua Ziyuan felt a chill run up his back, and he said after a long time: "You have tried your best."

He pulled out the long sword on the stone wall, but just as he was about to swing the sword, he couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand. After repeated several times, he finally waved his hand and returned the sword to the Taoist priest: "You did your best, these are destiny."

Huayang heard him mention the word "fate" again, and remembered what Han Yilou said with his hands behind his back under the flower wall of Lu Mansion, "except for fate, who can get me", his whole body became colder, his face was covered with blood, and was washed away by tears. With two clean tears, he said intermittently: "Brother, I can't...I can't watch me hurt him..."

Hua Yang suddenly burst into tears; "He has been skinned and his inner alchemy gouged out. I don't know how many people have betrayed him. I want to tell him, at least I won't..."

It took Hua Ziyuan a while to exhale the turbid air in his chest, and whispered instructions to the Taoist priest. "Junior brother, go to the mountain city to support quickly, take away everyone outside the cave, I will be there soon."

Hua Yang fixed his eyes on the Taoist priest's back, and watched the other self leave the fox cave as if fleeing, his eyes were red, but he couldn't make that person stop.

The torrential rain poured down, and the people stationed outside the cave had all rushed to the mountain city. The last thunderbolt fell, and the entire Baishi Peak was struck by the thunder. There was deafening thunder in the valley, and the old trees Under the suddenly bright electric light, point the thin branches straight to the sky.

That monster, is it also covered in blood at this time——

Hua Ziyuan said in a low voice: "It's just you and me right now, before we go on the road, do you have any questions to ask?"

Hua Yang opened his eyes, his pupils gradually dilated, and he was still concerned about keeping one more person in check for Han Yilou. After thinking for a long time, he finally brought up an old incident: "13 years ago, during the battle of the Lu Mansion on a moonlit night, Huaqing and Huaxuan Brother, are you also..."

In the past 13 years, I have also thought over and over again about the parting words of the monster: "There are two people watching from the sidelines, and their true energy is from the same vein as you." What happened, I actually understood seven or eight points in my heart, but no matter what How do you want to understand.

Unexpectedly, he just had to bite the bullet and ask, and Hua Ziyuan admitted it himself: "That's right. They watched you being taken away."

Hua Yang's eyes widened suddenly, but his voice became smaller and smaller: "Why?"

Hua Ziyuan replied in a low voice: "Before you go down the mountain, it is decided that you will take the second golden elixir. Walk with the fox monster once, if you can see the monster's lair with your own eyes, then take the elixir, yes The encirclement and suppression will be of great benefit in the future; moreover, the monsters that I can't fight, Huaqing Huaxuan can't also fight, so why bother to get involved in the battle and add to the joke. Looking at the expression of that fox monster, it doesn't look like he is really trying to kill you, but he just said a word to you Yixing took it very seriously, and I couldn't help thinking about it."

"Heart... a thought?"

Hua Ziyuan pondered for a while before slowly answering: "Golden pills are extraordinary, if you take the pills, the other half of your body is lucky enough to survive. He wants to protect you, so naturally he will spend a lot of demon power for more than ten years... "

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, Hua Yang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sadly: "Brother, you said, you watched me being taken away, one is to let Taoist Huayang go to explore the road in person, so that I can be better in the future." He came to encircle and suppress me, the second is because he valued me, he deliberately let me escape after taking Dan, just to waste his demon power—"

Hua Ziyuan said in a low voice, "Not bad."

Hua Yang remembered that Han Yilou wasted day and night to keep his life alive, and he was gradually exhausted, his eyes were sore, and he raised his head desperately, trying to see a warm light from Hua Ziyuan's eyes, But no matter what, he couldn't see it: "These methods are all thought up by the senior brother?"

Hua Ziyuan slowly revealed a smile: "Yes."

Hua Yang didn't seem to fully believe it yet, but his eyes lowered lower and lower. Hua Ziyuan pressed the Niwan acupoint on the top of his head, and slightly transmitted the spiritual energy into his body.

Hua Yang was in a daze, relying on Hua Ziyuan's aura to hold his last breath, he opened his eyes wide open, and asked word by word: "Brother, why... have you changed..."

Hua Ziyuan leaned down and whispered in Huayang's ear: "You forgot, 15 years ago, I also took a golden pill."

Hua Yang struggled to speak: "Brother...I, don't understand..."

"Hua Yang, three souls and seven souls, get rid of the turbidity and leave the clear. But I am not as useless as you. After fighting in the alchemy room for three days, I was the one who won."

Hua Yang was still in a daze, until after half a cup of tea, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Senior Brother Ziyuan, it's... is... turbid?"

He said, almost bleeding from his eyes: "Impossible! I don't believe it!"

Hua Ziyuan quietly looked at Hua Yang's shock before he died, and smiled softly: "It's a pity that I can only tell you about such a hearty and happy event."

Hua Yang didn't really get scared until now, his eyes were sore and unspeakable, and even the pain was numb, he just stared at Hua Ziyuan in a daze, and asked in a daze, "What about senior brother's Qing?"

Hua Ziyuan laughed suddenly, and the depths of his eyes were filled with dark undercurrents.

Huayang took the pill, leaving behind only greed for the world of mortals, infatuation, love and hatred, and all kinds of unproductive characters.However, this senior brother has always had great ambitions. From the first meeting, he has been reticent, taking it as his duty to slay demons and demons. If he also has evil thoughts—what are his evil thoughts?

Hua Ziyuan bent down, gently picked up Huayang's bloody long hair, and whispered in his ear: "Huayang, the world is chaotic, a pair of famous reins and sharp locks, handcuffing all the people in the world. I made a vow to myself 15 years ago that I would see all the ugliness of people in the world fighting for food for petty gains. Huayang, if you want to be a fish in a pond, you should join me in being a fish feeder.”

Hua Yang opened his mouth as if he hadn't heard of it, but what he said was: "Senior Brother, won't you kill me?"

Hua Ziyuan said softly: "If the answer is correct, I won't kill him."

Huayang was breathing hard, his inner alchemy had been lost, his soul was about to disperse, and the skin that Han Yilou painstakingly fashioned for him had reached its limit.

Looking around, the fox cave where he lived for thirteen years was completely destroyed, the stone tables and chairs were sliced ​​into two by the sword energy, several flower benches rolled over on the ground, and the lush bonsai on the benches were smashed to the ground .

It seems that as long as I close my eyes, I can return to that intact dream again, walk through the mess, follow the smell of rice, slowly walk to the kitchen, climb up from the firewood pile, and climb straight to the stovetop.

The glimmer of life in front of him was like the smell of rice wafting from the stove, shaking tremblingly in front of the nostrils, whetted one's appetite.

Hua Yang racked his brains and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what Hua Ziyuan was right or wrong, he was stunned for a long time, and then said: "If you are a fish in a pond, you must be wrong."

Hua Ziyuan said softly: "Of course it's wrong. There are evil carps in the pond, so avoid them for fear of being dirty."

Hua Yang said in a daze: "But if you choose the second path and want to be a fish feeder, in senior brother's mind, will you become an evil carp in the pool who is greedy for life and power, and fights for food? Senior brother Ziyuan ...didn't leave me a chance."

Hua Ziyuan's eyes darkened, but he did not deny it.

Hua Yang was stunned for a while, and then slowly smiled wryly. "I see."

Disappointment welled up in Hua Ziyuan's eyes: "Even you don't know the answer?"

When Hua Yang heard this sentence, he laughed loudly, but he lacked strength, and even the laughter became hoarse: "Then senior brother, have you ever thought about why Hua Yang can't answer?"

He paused, and looked towards him without fear: "Brother Zi Yuan feeds the fish with evil thoughts, but blames the fish in the pond for being evil, and wants to reap good fruits—"

Hua Ziyuan's face changed, and his voice became stern: "Hua Yang, don't think that I dare not kill you."

"After ten years in the beginning, I know better than anyone else that senior brother Zi Yuan hates evil like hatred, and that evil is only the result of evil." Hua Yang still smiled lowly: "If senior brother feeds fish with kind thoughts, and groups of carp compete to eat, both sides are good, So it doesn't matter whether Huayang chooses to be the fish in the pond or the person who feeds the fish?"

Hua Ziyuan was silent for a while, and then snorted: "Sophistry." The hand that poured spiritual power did not move away.

Gradually, Huayang couldn't laugh: "I always remember the first day I entered the Taoist school. I carried water and climbed up the mountain from the mountain stream. The road was full of mud. I accidentally fell and sat on the side of the road. When I was crying, my brother fetched water for me, and said to me: "There is nothing wrong with suffering. Only after I have been in pain can I know the suffering of the world." "

There was also the time when he received precepts, he finally combed his hair and changed his wits, after worshiping Sanqing, the master gave him a Taoist name, and after performing the ceremony of crown and scarf, Hua Ziyuan had been waiting for him in the back mountain for a long time.As soon as they met, they threw the sword over; "Hold it!" Before Huayang could jump three feet high, instruction followed.

"Brother, have you forgotten?" Hua Yang shouted shyly, "It's you who said, 'When you draw your sword, you should ask three questions in your heart: What is the world? Life is hard, so why bother to shed blood for petty gains?"

Hua Ziyuan remained silent.

The torrential rain outside the cave almost soaked half of the tunnel.The sky was like ink, and the electric light was winding. He stood under the thick black sky, his appearance was dusty, like a jade tree in a jade forest. After a long time, he said softly: "I haven't forgotten."

Huayang was overjoyed, and was about to continue persuading, but heard Hua Ziyuan's almost inaudible laughter; "Unfortunately, you are still Huayang, but I can't go back."

As he spoke, he wiped the blood on Huayang's face with his hands, turned around and walked out of the cave.

In the violent storm, the figure of that person disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Hua Yang was stunned for a moment before he suddenly came to his senses and shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother! How are you going to deal with those who answered wrongly in the past? Let them go together?" Seeing no one responding, Hua Yang's voice suddenly rose: "Brother, how do you plan to deal with the monster you captured!"

He shouted a few times, but there was still silence.

Hua Yang sat blankly in the corridor, his mind was in a mess, panting with difficulty, he still couldn't figure out what kind of obsession Hua Ziyuan's Qing had lost to, if he didn't say it, who would understand?

Just as he was thinking about it, his throat suddenly became hot and his mouth smelled of rust. No matter how tightly he closed his mouth, there was still a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.The wisp of remnant soul that was disintegrated in the body has long been unable to bear such toss.

Hua Yang was stunned, looking down at his gradually transparent hands, a wry smile that was uglier than crying gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

During the astonishing rain outside the cave, the old pagoda tree flower fell by the mountain stream, and the pale flowers all over the stream were mixed with the rushing water, sank from the surface to the bottom, and then swept back to the cusp of the wind and waves.

Yesterday the flowers bloomed and the trees were red, but today the flowers are gone...

There used to be a thriving population and luxuriant flowers on this mountain.

From round to missing, from gathered to scattered, from the old dream to the grave of bones.

Whose poem sets the fate from now on.

"Youkai, I can only... delay for so long..."

Following these words, the crumbling fox cave finally collapsed.

The dust rose, and a few surviving foxes had just escaped from the other side of the tunnel. They were drenched by the heavy rain, and they suddenly heard the sound of collapse, and they were frightened to stay where they were until the top of the mountain was suddenly lowered by a layer, and the boulder sealed it. At the entrance of the cave, the sky was full of wind and rain, and it was only then that he realized that he used his front paws to dig up the entrance of the cave vigorously.

It's just that he quickly dug into the rock, until his fingers and claws bleed, but he couldn't dig any more.The group of little foxes cried out in mourning, and tried their best to push up the soil with their heads.

At the foot of the mountain, several demon kings trapped by the formation were still there, but most of the demon power had been absorbed by the formation, sitting cross-legged one by one.

Hua Ziyuan came against the wind, and jumped down when he was still a few feet away from the ground.He sacrificed the purple gold gourd and took three of them. When it was King Weasel's turn, he suddenly glanced at the red umbrella next to the monster.

The sound of the top of the mountain collapsing came faintly, and the cone-like peak seemed to be cut in half by a knife and axe.Hua Ziyuan thought for a moment, then suddenly reached out and withdrew the magic circle he had set up.

The Weasel King spat out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes, and said angrily, "If you want to kill, kill!"

Hua Ziyuan said in a low voice; "If you want to save someone, go to the fox cave ruins."

As he said that, he actually walked in the opposite direction from the battlefield.

The desperate battle in the mountain city was still going on, and between the wind and rain, there were several mournful foxes from time to time.

After the thunder disaster, the streets and alleys were almost in ruins.Every three or five steps, there is a corpse of a Taoist priest lying on the side of the road.

Taoist Master Huayang was the only one left on the battlefield, still holding the sword in his hand, stepped on the earth wall with his Taoist shoes, took two or three quick steps, turned over and jumped onto the tile roof.The ground under his feet was still shaking unceasingly, and the evil wind blew up all around, causing the only remaining ruins and broken tiles to collapse one after another.Under the heavy rain, the beams, columns, doors and windows floated along the water.

There was nothing in the field of vision.Looking around, only the building under the Taoist priest's feet is still intact. Across the red miasma, a black shadow hangs in the air, bound by soul-binding ropes, and the four soul-binding stakes nailed to the ground tremble violently.

Amidst the sound of rain, streams overflowed and mountain torrents poured into the mountain city, and logs floated quietly in the accumulated water.

Daoist Huayang holds a long sword, and is stepping on the remaining buildings, strengthening the seals of the soul-binding piles one by one, but the speed of repair is far behind the damage caused by the black shadow's struggling.

Just like this, I will repair you, and after a moment of stalemate, a huge blood-stained fox tail suddenly appeared behind the black shadow, and the ropes suddenly tightened.Taoist Hua Yang never thought that this monster seriously injured Hua Qing, Hua Xuan, and two thunderbolts, and still had the power to transform into his original form, so his expression changed.

The fox demon was hanging in mid-air, his hands slowly pulled back the soul-binding rope tied around his wrists, his eyes were so red that they were piercingly red, the stakes on the ground became looser and looser, and he was almost pulled up by the roots.

The Taoist stepped hard on the stake, making seals with his fingers, and was about to strengthen the stake again, when the huge fox tail flicked, and the stake fell to the ground like a wooden barrel with a broken iron hoop. , the monster gradually revealed the original shape of the giant fox.

The few surviving Taoist priests on the periphery of the battlefield were stunned and said, "Junior Brother Huayang...I'm afraid this beast will not be able to be dealt with in one go, so let's avoid the limelight for now."

As if the Taoist hadn't heard of it, he set up three Qi bans one after another.

That giant fox was standing in the mountain city, and the accumulated water only covered the back of its feet. You had to look up to see it until the hat fell off, and you could see the huge eyes like bronze bells.

He used both teeth and claws, and it didn't take long to tear open a gap in the air barrier, and then slapped the fox's tail.Taoist Hua Yang jumped onto the driftwood one after another, narrowly dodging the blow, the stagnant water splashed with a splash of a foot high, and the giant wood in the water rolled together.The Taoist couldn't stand firmly, he jumped again, barely stepping on a broken wall.

He frowned, and watched helplessly as the giant fox broke free from its shackles and began to hit the pagoda. After a few hits, the towering jade pagoda was forcibly pushed down.

The giant fox took the fox spirits trapped at the bottom of the tower out of the water one by one.Most of the little demons were burnt until their fur was scorched, but they still managed to hold their breath. When they saw the Fox King, they all cried out and wailed, with tears streaming down their eyes.

With a sweep of its tail, the monster gathered the ruined logs into a high platform, and threw all the foxes and grandchildren on the platform. The big and small foxes sat or lay down, screaming and screaming, licking each other's wounds and sucking pus.

The giant fox turned around.

Several Taoist priests were trembling with fright, and they all crawled backwards.The Taoist looked around, but there was no one to follow him to fight again. Disappointed, he shouted sadly: "Fox demon! Do you know where your victory is today?"

The giant fox stood like a mountain, and in the heavy rain, a pair of long and narrow animal eyes were darkly bloody.

The Taoist held his long sword upside down and said solemnly, "In the original plan, the two senior brothers Huaqing and Huaxuan attacked the mountain city, and senior brother Ziyuan restrained the demon king. I led a group of people from the back mountain to attack the fox cave. We will meet again when things are over. Then when you are being robbed by thunder, sacrifice the soul-binding rope, and each of the four holds a soul-binding column, and drag it until you run out of oil and the lamp is dry. Fox demon! If you follow the plan, do you think you Is there any chance of winning?"

The giant fox remained motionless, baring its white fangs from the fox's mouth, until it heard the words "attack the fox's den", it was suddenly startled.

The Taoist's voice pierced through the rain curtain word by word: "When attacking the fox cave, someone delayed you for half an hour, until the blood flowed out, all limbs were crippled, and you couldn't fight anymore! Fox monster, guess who it is? "

The monster suddenly turned back into a human form, floating in the air.Her long hair was disheveled, her blood-stained red robe was full of demonic aura, and the red lines at the corners of her eyes slanted into her temples.

He landed on a piece of driftwood from mid-air, stayed there for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the fox cave by stepping on the stagnant water.

Daoist Huayang never thought that he would just stop the drums like this, hesitated for a moment, put his feet on the low wall, his body shot out like an arrow, and the sword energy soared, pointing directly at Han Yilou.

Feeling the sword energy, the monster didn't stop under his feet for a moment, and with a flick of his hand, he was knocked away several feet away.

The surface of the water disturbed by the raindrops reflected the face of the man.The pair of blood-red demon pupils were in chaos.

In an instant, the Taoist priest attacked again.

Han Yilou was furious, and was about to kill him, only to hear a loud noise in the middle of the mountain, countless boulders rolled down from the top of the mountain, the towering ancient trees in front of the fox cave were pulled out by their roots, and fell straight into the valley, the peak seemed to be cut by a knife and an axe Go half way.

The Taoist slashed down with his sword, Han Yilou blocked it with all his might, took two steps forward, and looked up in a daze.

Under the great change...

The fox cave has collapsed.

Over the past 13 years, the Dongfu has been painstakingly managed, with every table and chair, every plant and every tree, all of which are painstaking efforts.The voice and smile, laughing and cursing, every word is even more precious.

For 13 years, we have been in love with each other, pretending to be enemies, not talking to each other, before it's too late...

Suddenly the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

Daoist Huayang pinched the magic formula with his hands, and swung his sword again, the sound of thunder was hidden in the wind of the sword, but this time, Han Yilou stood in a daze, only relying on the evil spirit to protect his body, and even had no intention of hiding.

The sword light flashed, the long sword was blocked by the evil spirit, and the flesh was almost scratched, and the blood slowly dripped down from the scarred torso.The monster was ignorant, only looking in the direction of the top of the mountain.

He was injured, staggered a bit, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.The Taoist priest held the sword and was about to swing it down again, but for some reason there was a throbbing pain in his heart. It seemed that someone had poured a few strands of soul into it during the fight just now.

Emotional dust and dirt, like heavy rain, falling endlessly.Even if it fled into the house and closed the doors and windows, it was still outside the house, knocking on the door.

The Taoist priest lowered his eyes slightly, concentrated his energy, and finally made the final attack, the long sword in his hand turned into shadows of swords.In a daze, Han Yilou stretched out his hand to brush it away, but he couldn't move it away for a while, and the shadow of the sword formed a web of light, matching the seal in his hand.

Han Yilou's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body was in severe pain. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was nailed to the mountain wall by a huge lightsaber.

He also seemed to find it inconceivable that when he tried to pull out the sword with his hands, he lost a lot of strength.It took a long time before he muttered to himself: "He should have escaped long ago."

The Taoist mastered the formula and slowly replied in the heavy rain: "He didn't run away in order to delay for you."

Until the blood is exhausted, limbs are crippled, and there is no more fighting.

Han Yilou smiled slowly: "For me..."

He was by his side, listening to his scolding, the barriers of fate and shadows in the world of six dusts were as fuzzy as spring breeze.

Is this robbery?

"Many years ago, an elder in my family made a divination for me. It was said that when I went west, I met a Taoist priest who had never broken the precept of killing, and that would be my doom... I thought it was you, It turned out to be him..."

He fights against the sky, against people, against himself, drenched in blood, and has never been timid under the torrential thunder.Unexpectedly, just hearing the news of that person's death, his eyes turned red.

That person may not have expected that he did everything possible to avoid disaster for him, but it led to this disaster.

The murderous aura on the sword slowly dissipated, and it changed back to the long sword before.The fox demon lowered its eyes, and blood flowed down its chest. It had just stained the stone wall red, but was washed away by the rain.

Daoist Huayang was about to make another move, but for some reason, the cramping pain reappeared.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the unexplained pain, but he couldn't bear it anymore. Finally, he clutched his chest and walked away slowly.

The man nailed to the stone wall gradually turned into a wild fox with incomplete fur and blood in the rain.

The rain gradually stopped.

A beam of light as thick as a copper coin shakes off from between the leaves.At the end of the river beach, in the river channel full of silt, the bottom of the stream is covered with egg-sized white rocks.

Weasel King staggered all the way, and finally climbed to the top of the mountain. He was already dizzy from the heavy rain. At this time, he finally hoped that the rain would stop, so he hurriedly sat down on the rock to rest his feet.Several little foxes who were drenched in water stared at him blankly for a while, and a shallow pit had been dug out in front of the fox cave.

Weasel King was stunned for a moment, remembering Hua Ziyuan's words, he couldn't help but look at the collapsed fox cave more, not long after, he closed his eyes again, sniffed with his nose, and after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, with a twitch at the corner of his mouth Smiling: "So it's you."

He said, stood up from the rock, slowly opened the red umbrella in his hand, and turned it twice in the palm of his hand.The group of little foxes stared, only knowing that they were distinguished guests who often come to the banquet, but they couldn't figure out what this person was going to do, until King Weasel shook off his light yellow cloth clothes, and the red umbrella slowly rose into the air.

It was the first day after the rain, and under the warm sunshine, even though his eyes were full of mud marks, he became peaceful because of the pleasing eyes and eyebrows of this monster.

Standing on the stone, King Chu danced unsteadily, his sleeves fluttered, his waist swayed, and after one dance, the red umbrella spun in mid-air. Turning around again, while the sleeves were swaying, the bright red oil-paper umbrella gradually glowed red.

As the cluster of light came on, a stream of light suddenly flew out from the ruins of the collapsed fox cave, and flew straight into the umbrella, followed by another rainbow light of seven colors, which circled around the ruins before reluctantly falling into the sky. Received into the red umbrella.

The Weasel King had just recovered from his serious injury, and he couldn't help being a little out of breath when he danced, but his face was very proud.The red umbrella gradually fell back into his hand, and Weasel King held the handle of the umbrella, and changed another set of dance steps, with his sleeves flapping and his waist dancing like a willow.Suddenly, many fluorescent lights flew out from the sealed cave, each more colorful than the other, flying into the red umbrella like a firefly.

The little foxes stared straight at the eyes for a moment, only to see Weasel King standing on the stone, the red umbrella was so bright red, but there were bunches of brighter light sources flying out of the soil continuously, slowly Spinning, being retracted into the umbrella.

The Yellow Weasel King jumped straight up on the stone until his waist ached and his back ached, and even the last stream of light was exhausted. Then he gathered the red umbrella and carefully inserted it into the belt on his back.

He climbed down with the support of the rock, walked a few steps along the mountain path, stopped again, covered his mouth with the corner of his sleeve, and asked with a smile, "Where is your king?"

Those little foxes all trembled.Zhu Wang frowned, followed the smell and walked for a while on the mountain road, finally found the wild fox nailed to the mountain wall, went up to touch it, and found that it was still warm, so he felt relieved and used his skills, Slowly pulled out the long sword, and took medicine to stop the bleeding.

The wild fox slowly slid down to the ground, curled up there motionless, with dead silence in its half-closed eyes.

Weasel King looked at it for a long time, then untied the red umbrella behind him again, put it on the ground not far from him, and said softly: "Brother Yilou, I owe you the favor of those few hundred chicken feasts, which is still a good deal." Cleared up."

As he spoke, he left the red umbrella there and walked slowly down the mountain, with his long hair on his left shoulder and his waist like a willow.

The wild fox curled up there, if it wasn't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, no one would have guessed whether he was alive or dead.

It passed like this for quite a while, the daylight was setting to the west, and it seemed that another day was about to pass.Suddenly something arched in the red umbrella, causing the umbrella surface to tilt up, and the eyes of the wild fox moved a little.

Not long after, the surface of the red umbrella was propped up a small piece, and something alive was arching around in the umbrella, and finally found a way out, and squeezed out a head from the umbrella gap bit by bit. .

That guy was only as big as a fat mouse, with a round head, but with a pair of fox ears on it. When he crawled out completely, he found that his whole body was emaciated.

Two foxes, one big and one small, watched quietly for a while separated by an inch.It was the little fox who squeaked first, cocked its tail, rubbed its tail back and forth against the big fox's tail, licked his tired eyes, and slapped him carelessly.The wild fox stared, as if it still didn't believe it. After a long time, it tried to press the little fox with its front paw.

Dahu pressed it for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Huayang?"

The little fox fell silent, arched its front paws, and raised its tail like a squirrel.

The big fox suddenly trembled, and put all his strength around the thin little fox.

The little fox buried her head in his arms, and fell asleep snoring not long after.

There is a great mountain scenery around, mud and floods everywhere, even the old nest has been destroyed, I don’t know how long it will take to rectify it, but...fortunately, he is still there.

After the battle of Yehuling, the Baiyun Temple was gloomy and gloomy.

Hua Ziyuan disappeared after this battle.Huaqing and Huaxuan were two vanguards, Huaqing was seriously injured and left before returning to the temple, Huaxuan was completely disabled and could no longer hold a sword, and within three months, he asked the temple master for orders to go to the back mountain to guard the grave.

Under the luxuriant forest, more than [-] graves were built one after another, and a wooden plaque was inserted in front of each grave.A few tits in the forest stopped on the wooden signboard of one of the new tombs, writing neatly and neatly in ink: the tomb of a Taoist whose sky is three feet high.

Hua Xuan was alone holding the vegetarian wine jar, and there was a full wine glass on the opposite side, and he didn't know who he was toasting to.

In the main hall, there are bursts of wooden fish and sandalwood.Daoist Huayang stood alone in front of the portrait of Sanqing, and told the more than ten new juniors about the rules of the temple.A few tired ones dozed off after not listening to a few messages.Hua Yang passed between the futons they were sitting on, caught a glimpse of the dozing person, and was slightly taken aback, remembering someone's past shadow.

As soon as the venue is over, there will be a new group of Taoist priests in the audience, each upholding sincerity, practicing Taoism, learning talisman spells, and subduing demons and absorbing ghosts.

The atmosphere of cultivating Taoism at the foot of the mountain is getting better every year.Even the wandering merchants outside the mountain gate are talking about those 3000-year-old fairy peaches, mysterious and mysterious gates of all wonders.

It seems as if I have seen Chunyang who is on the sword, Guolao who is riding a donkey, Xu Feiqiong and Eluhua who are riding the wind, the precious tree full of pearls and beautiful jade, and the leopard tail of the Queen Mother of the West. The gushing nectar flows straight down there, and flows into Sitian, Choutu and Dazhu.

However, in a trance, Hua Yang suddenly remembered the man's questioning.

There are no less than a hundred ways to comprehend the way of heaven in the world, but what is the way of man?

A few years later, at the foot of Baishi Peak.

It is another year of fragrant flowers in the village.Three or four horses were tied to the willow tree in front of the post station, and the sedan chair of the rich man was parked in the shade. Flying flowers fell on the top of the sedan chair, and one could smell the faint fragrance from a distance.

On both sides of the market, there are all kinds of vendors. There is a meat stall on the corner of the street. Large pieces of lean meat and smoked roast chicken and goose are hanging on the iron hooks. The two-inch thick cutting board is covered with a layer of oily.The stall owner was holding a sharp kitchen knife and was chatting with the stall owner next door.

All of a sudden, there was an uproar all around, and a girl from an unknown house was shouting, "There's a mouse! It's a big mouse!"

Before he could recover, a gray figure sprang out from the crowd, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly fixed on the smoked chicken on the stall, jumped onto the chopping board, bared his fangs, and tore off a piece A chicken leg, rushing in again