Be nice, uncle loves you

The extremely talented Sanweng Crane in Cangyun Qionglu never ascended to the sky in his life, he was crazy, he walked against the sky, chased the Demon Lord Ran Lun, and became a joke of the Four Great Immortal Mountains, and died inexplicably Not sure, no? There was a little splash.

There is nothing in this life that I can talk about, only the notoriety of "the world's number one scoundrel".

Both Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu remained silent, staring at the word "?" condensed by white light for a long time, watching the light spread out, as if they saw "He Sanweng's" life, when the edge first appeared?, what to do? Everything is in a hurry? Most of my life can be described as vigorous and bustling, but at the end of the day, it turned into?

When the Sanweng Crane fell, the elders ordered people to search for it many times, but Wangmei Peak was empty, there was no corpse of the Sanweng Crane at all, if it wasn’t for the fact that the soul lamp in the Temple of Immortality at the Holy Peak had gone out? However, people in the Zongmen may not know when they will find out about this.

No? Does anyone know why the He Sanweng suddenly fell? Even Jiu Fangyuan can only speculate based on his own observations and Baili? The Demon Lord ran against the sky, and when he used human candles and chasing clouds, his soul flew away and disappeared between the heaven and the earth, so no bones were left behind.

Cangyun Qionglu buried the Sanweng Crane in the Forest of Steles in the Baiyao Cave according to the usual practice. Under the instruction of the Great Elder, a grave was also erected on Wangmei Peak.

But both of these places are cloak mounds.

He Sanweng was kind to both Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu. They looked at the old wine he left behind, the magic circle he set up, and the wristbands he gave them, and felt a burst of grief in their hearts.

Lu Yunshu is soft-hearted, strong in empathy, and somewhat sentimental. He sighed after thinking about it: "Master respects him as an old man, is it rare in the world? A person with a kind heart, profound cultivation, great righteousness and vision, is— —”

The voice stopped abruptly, Jiu Fangyuan didn't know why, Wen Sheng asked, "What is it?"

With a complicated face, Lu Yunshu pointed behind him: "Behind you, that, that is..."

Jiu Fangyuan turned around in the direction he was pointing, squinted his eyes, and tightened his palms slightly, trying to control whether he threw a punch or not.

The previously scattered white light gathered again and condensed into a chic and handsome man. He was wearing a Cangyunqionglu disciple uniform, and his waistband was tied up in a random way. It was still indecent, which was very indecent.

This man is almost lying on Jiu Fangyuan's body? Like a ghost behind his back? "What did you just say, who is the master?"

He folded his arms, with a half-smile expression on his face, and a sloppy demeanor about his whole body.

The red cat was scared out of the middle of the night? People said: "What's going on, why did a person suddenly appear?"

Jiu Fangyuan's mind was moved, and he quickly released his consciousness, ready to go to the wine jar? Check it out, who knows? No? When he touched the wine jar, he was blocked by that man? Didn't you answer, or mess around, which one? I like that apprentice so ignorant of the rules!"

Jiu Fangyuan: "?"

Lu Yunshu: "?"

Did this person miss a word just now?

"No? The rules are good. I appreciate people who don't have the rules." The man smiled lazily, "What's the rush? Listen to Master He slowly."

"Little Crane? Master? Crane..."

Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu looked at each other? After a glance, the latter hesitated and said, "He Sanweng?"

The man raised his chin, with a proud expression on his face: "You guys actually know that my lord, I'm not only a crane man, but I'm next to you."

Jiu Fangyuan was very defensive. Before he figured out what was going on, he would never let the person in front of him let him down. Let his guard down with a word.

He stretched out his hand to grab the jade pendant into his arms, and clenched his hands tightly in his heart, before he breathed a solid sigh of relief, for fear that his movements would be slow, and this person who claimed to be He Sanweng would be wronged. What did Yun Shu's soul do?

"You say you are the Three Weng Cranes, how do you prove it?"

"Hahahaha, good question. This is the first time I have seen something that needs to prove that I am myself. It's quite new." He smiled, his face suddenly changed, and he reprimanded, "If you ask such a thing, you Was my head kicked by a donkey? I am me, the only one in the world, so why do I have to prove it! Tsk, I have a long face, don’t you have a brain.”

Lu Yunshu was silent? After a while, he smiled and said, "I think he is a master."

A smile flashed in Jiu Fangyuan's eyes, and his mouth was unforgiving: "The hero sees the same thing, speaks so badly, there is no other person in the world."

"Little? What are you talking about? Master?"

Well, even oral and Zen are the same, it must be He Sanweng.

Lu Yunshu was delighted. Ever since Jiufangyuan told him about the soul melting, he had always been grateful to He Sanweng. When he heard the news of his demise, he regretted not being able to reciprocate. Now that he encountered this situation, he was very pleasantly surprised Passed? Other emotions: "Master is you, you are our? Master."

He Sanweng was said to be dumbfounded. He knew him very well. He squatted down next to Jiufangyuan and looked at Lu Yunshu on the jade pendant: "You say I am your master? When will I Accepted? Two big apprentices?"

Lu Yunshu was stunned for a moment, and asked Jiufangyuan for help: "Ah Yuan, Master doesn't remember us?"

Crane Sanweng also raised his head, hooked his hair with his fingers, and said seriously: "Ah Yuan, I don't remember that I have an apprentice anymore?"

Being stared at by two illusioned people, one platinum and one gold, Jiu Fangyuan was in a complicated mood: "..."

This altar of wine was buried by He Sanweng. The person in front of him should undoubtedly be He Sanweng, but it was different from what they remembered, and this person looked much younger than He Sanweng.

Jiu Fangyuan thought for a moment, then asked: "You said you are He Sanweng, how old are you now?"

He patted his chest, and smiled: "Little He? Grandpa is twenty-eight years old. It is a flower in Cangyun Qionglu. Everyone in the sect knows it."

After talking about it, Bao Buqi started singing?, Mid-Geng jumped to his side, showing the tip of his claws threateningly: "Hey, how old are you, tell me the truth."

Jiufangyuan looked at it in warning? It glanced: "Third watch."

"Hey, is this cat ugly? It's so ugly, it can talk."

Third watch: "..."

Lu Yunshu has already identified him as He Sanweng? Wen Sheng asked: "Master, are you really our? We're really? happy."

He Sanweng slowly restrained his smile, and looked at everything in front of him thoughtfully. When he saw the two wristbands next to each other on the wine jar, his eyes narrowed: "Can I see you again?" To me, what do you mean?"

Lu Yun relaxed? Opened his mouth, unable to speak, Jiu Fangyuan sighed: "Because you have already fallen?"

"Falling?"

"Ten years ago, your Soul Lamp went out. No one can be found on Wangmei Peak. You have indeed fallen."

"Falled? Ah, fallen? Ah..." He stood up, looked at the bamboo forest in front of him motionless, watched the breeze blowing by, and the bamboo leaves rustled, and suddenly laughed loudly, "Falled? Well, fallen? Well, fallen?...It proves that my?choice is correct?."

Jiu Fangyuan and Lu Yunshu were both taken aback, not understanding why he said that suddenly.

The wristbands on the wine jar collided with each other, making a slight sound, and a few strands of white light floated from the magic circle, and were blown erratically by the wind, creating a white cloud around it. The vast? Mist.

He Sanweng stood in the midst of the mist, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand grabbed the wine jar, only to hear the sound of jade shattering, and the wine jar exploded, shooting a bright and sharp light from it, falling into his chest. palm.

He held the sword in his hand, swung it down, and danced a series of sword flowers: "In this world, love and hatred are happy? I know I can't tell. The rivers and lakes are going around, and my heart is hard to keep... My heart is like water and swords are like snow. I can't break my insanity Reading, makes my heart confused and sword edge tired."

"Since you can unlock the magic circle I left behind, what you want to say? It's not fake. It's mine? Whether it's my apprentice or not? I don't care. Little? Master Crane sees you pleasing to the eye and tells you Tell a story." He neatly pulled a sword flower, sat on the ground, and inserted the sword into the ground beside him, "My name is He Sanweng, Cangyun Qionglu No. 30? Second-generation apprentice, master of Liudu real person, ten? Established the foundation at the age of three, and now he has reached the crown, and has just married the Nascent Soul."

Fang and Guan...

Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu looked at each other, and a guess appeared in their hearts: "Could it be that you—"

Crane Sanweng interrupted his conversation without caring and said, "What did you see? I'm not me, I'm just a ray of spirit."

really.

Jiu Fangyuan and Lu Yunshu were silent, listening to his eloquence: "After reaching the crown, I can travel down the mountain. I yearn for an unfettered life, and I don't want to be locked up in the sect, before going down the mountain. , Master gave me a divination? A hexagram, saying that I am destined to have a catastrophe, if I don’t handle it properly, I may regret it for the rest of my life, and I won’t be able to ascend.”

"I, He Sanweng, what will I have regrets for?" He said up to this point, smiled, his face was full of vicissitudes that did not match his age, "What can I regret in this world? Only disloyalty and injustice to the teacher and the sect."

In his life, He Sanweng brought Cangyun Qionglu nothing but perverse infamy and absurd jokes.

Up to now, how many people in the fairy mountain still remember that he was also the proud son of heaven, and his cultivation talent was extremely high. It only took less than ten years from the establishment of the foundation to the formation of the baby, compared to the genius cultivator praised today Also? Be powerful.

"Master, the old man has counted it? Has it counted? I will give up my righteousness one day." The "He Sanweng" in his youth was very different from the "He Sanweng" they had seen before. When he was frivolous and frivolous, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, "But even so, he never ignored me. The master is kind and righteous, and he always thinks of me."

"Zongmen is very kind to me. Although I don't believe that I will abandon Zongmen and ignore it, I still made a plan ahead of time. I am not afraid of [-], just in case. One day Zongmen is killed, and I will do my best." Little power."

He Sanweng came out of the magic circle? It was made of white light. Like Lu Yunshu, it has no substance, but the sword he held was actually inserted into the ground. Also cut off the grass blades.

"My heart is like water and swords are like snow. I can't stop my obsession, which makes my heart confused and tired..."

He slowly sang a little tune, pulled out the sword, ran his fingertips over the blade, and felt his touch, and the sword made a buzzing sound.

"I have a magic weapon, and the name of the sword is like snow. Before I go down the mountain, I will leave it on this bamboo peak. I only hope that one day the vision will suddenly appear, and the blue sky will be in trouble. I can do my part for the sect. power." Holding the sword in both hands, he sighed faintly, "I hope that day will never come."

Like snow, icy heart and jade quality, spotless.

Jiu Fangyuan looked at the Ruxue Sword, the blade was sharp and the sword energy was strong, it was a good sword.

Crane Sanweng never took out his magic weapon, not because he didn't have it, but because he left the magic weapon in the Qizhu Peak, and made a decision since he reached the crown.

"You left it? Magical artifact, what's going on with the soul?"

He Sanweng closed his eyes and smiled wryly: "Master has never said anything wrong. I met him. His heart is trapped and his heart demons are growing. He is my destiny."

Jiu Fangyuan thought of He Sanweng offering his own flesh and blood to Zhui Yunsuo, and sighed, "He is Ran Lu, Lord Mozun, right?"

He Sanweng didn't answer this question, and said to himself: "I know that it is difficult to ascend, but he has a close relationship with me, and told me that the sky is about to collapse, and something big will happen in a hundred years. Life, harm to the world and the common people, his one-handed Qiankun hexagrams reach the heavens and the earth, and he has never said anything wrong? He said that if there is a big event, there will be a big event."

The Cangyun Qionglu seems to be collapsing and overturning. After a hundred years, a big event will happen, which will bring disaster to the common people in the world.

Forget it, calculate the time, it's almost time.

Jiu Fangyuan was shocked, and inexplicably thought of the "Ghost Gate" in the jade mine. Because he walked against the sky, his power has not recovered yet, and the "seal power of the Ghost Gate" has gradually weakened. ? Can appear with Yu Nu, I am afraid that the seal will be lifted soon?

A hundred years later? Will the big event be related to this?Cangyun Qionglu? What happened to the overturning?

"I can't ascend anyway, so why not do something for the sect as soon as possible, so that I won't be confused one day." Crane Sanweng smiled lightly, and didn't care about the ascension at all. "So I came back again? This time, I split half of my soul and hid it on the Ruxue Sword. In the future, when the sect is in trouble, someone will come here with my token. You can get the Ruxue Sword. Bless the Cangyun Qionglu."

Holding the sword in both hands, he handed it in front of Jiu Fangyuan: "Whether you are my disciples or not, you brought the tokens here? You must be the ones I trust. I believe you can protect Cangyun Qionglu. "

Jiufangyuan clenched his fists. When he built the foundation, He Sanweng proposed to live in Zhufeng. A jar of wine. This is not a simple thing. A jar of wine is a trust. It is even more of a commission.

Divide half of the soul, and then continue the life of the soul-stirring? That is to say, He Sanweng has a high level of cultivation, and if he is replaced by others, he will not be able to persist for so many years.

He Sanweng knew that he couldn't wait until the day when the accident happened in Cangyun Qionglu, so he left the token with him and Lu Yunshu. He and Lu Yunshu were not the ones who never forgot their promises, nor were they quick-witted and intelligent.

He Sanweng sent the sword forward again: "Come on, I see that you already have your own magic weapon, don't worry, this sword is not for you either, half of my soul is in the Ruxue sword , is to inherit half of my strength, there is a big mountain protection formation in the sect, if something really happens in the future, the mountain protection formation can last for three months with a sword like snow. I can't help you? What are you busy with? I can only use my modest efforts to buy a moment for Cangyun Qionglu, and the rest depends on you."

"Why did you hand over the sword? We will definitely find a way to save you. Wait a minute." Lu Yunshu held back his tears, "What Cangyunqionglu wants? It's not a sword, it's not half of the soul, but Complete? Crane Sanweng."

"Little? Why is the doll so stupid? How can the fallen? People come back to life?" He Sanweng smiled softly, "Take it, maintaining the state of the soul will consume too much power, just like the one in the snow sword? The power is consumed After that, you will not be able to open the mountain protection array?"

Seeing that Jiufangyuan was still not moving, He Sanweng sighed and persuaded: "Be obedient, disciples? How can you not listen to the teacher? This is the last wish of the teacher, you are like this!" Exhausted, do you not want me to? Rest in peace in the spirit of heaven?"

Jiu Fangyuan hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his hand, and took the Ruxue sword from He Sanweng.

The white-clothed He Sanweng was still not so serious, and the power supporting him was flowing like a snow sword. He didn't care at all, but looked at Jiufangyuan and Lu Yunshu curiously: "By the way, you guys The two obviously look about the same age as me, are they really my disciples?"

Jiu Fangyuan clenched his sword: "Yes, you accepted us when your beard and hair were gray."

"Ahem, cough, needless to say this?" Crane Sanweng rolled his eyes and asked curiously, "How was my final cultivation? Oh, forgot? I'm all dead? It's useless to ask. "

"How is my Master Liudu Daoist?? How is my brother? Oh, I forgot again. If they are still here, how could it be the two of you who came here?"

"Have I? Yes, no, I want to ask me and who..."

Is Jiu Fangyuan gone? He said in his heart, "Do you want to ask how you and Mozun Ran Lu are doing?"

He Sanweng turned his head away, and said "um" embarrassingly.

Jiu Fangyuan said seriously: "Are you two together?"

Crane Sanweng suddenly smiled and said, "Together? Are we really together? Ran Lu and I are together? That's great."

All the power returned to the Ruxue sword, and the phantom of He Sanweng became transparent, almost invisible. He opened his mouth and finally asked the question: " In my life, have I ever been sorry for Cangyunqionglu?"

When he was young, he was worried about leaving the magic weapon of his life and cutting off half of his soul. What he was afraid of was that one day he would lose his righteousness and be sorry for the teachings of his master and the kindness of his sect.

He dared not ask about it, dared not listen to the answer.

"No? Yes, you didn't? I'm sorry Cangyunqionglu."

The one who was about to disappear? He Sanweng smiled, relaxed and relieved.

Jiu Fangyuan and Lu Yunshu both knelt down, kowtowed, and said in a long voice: "Disciple sends Master respectfully, Master has a good journey."

Jiufangyuan took out the cloud crane left to him by the crane sanweng, and let it fly to the sky. The breeze carried the bamboo leaves flying, and accompanied the cloud crane to hover over the Qizhu Peak for a long time.

The Ruxue sword has been taken out, the magic circle disappears, and the wine buried further below is revealed.

Jiu Fangyuan put away the two wrist guards, which were the only thing He Sanweng left for him and Lu Yunshu. Now that the wine has been obtained, it's time to send it to Wangmeifeng.

Their master is an old boy who is late and about to lose his temper.

At the foot of the mountain, the Great Elder, Baili You, and Shi Ming had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Jiu Fangyuan holding a snow sword and wine, their eyes turned red.

At the beginning of the selection ceremony, when the three cranes insisted on taking them away, Ren Zhu had a secret conversation with Baili You and Shi Ming about the matter of perching on the bamboo peak. Once the three cranes fell, Shi Ming followed suit. In other words, he told the Great Elder about this matter, only the three of them in the Cangyun Qionglu knew about it.

"Master handed over the Ruxue sword to me, and I will definitely protect the Cangyun Qionglu for him." He hugged the wine tightly, and said in a very soft voice, "Alright? Please let the elders make room, I am going to visit the plum blossoms Feng sent wine to Master."

The author has something to say: My heart is like ice and a sword is like snow. I can't slander my husband and make my heart rot and the sword break. ——Han Yu's "Sword"

感谢在2021-06-1023:25:53~2021-06-1203:00:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!