Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

Yu Fuchen, who was sleeping this time, didn't know what night it was, but in just half a day, one dream after another appeared in his mind.

There are memories of when he was Chang Tianjun in Jiuchongtian, and there are also fragments of when he was wandering in the mortal world. As long as there is wind and joy in his dreams, his dreams will be stable and peaceful.

He vaguely saw the young man Chang Huan with his hands behind his back, chattering with him about all the good things in the world.He stared at the man's back in a daze, and only knew to keep responding.

But that person turned around suddenly, his youthful face suddenly became mature, and his deep black eyes also turned into ghost pupils, radiating splendor in the hazy dream, especially eye-catching.

The man said something in a crying voice, and then two lines of blood and tears came out of his eyes.

He tried his best to grab that person, but that person's body was like quicksand, the tighter he grasped, the faster he leaked, until finally it dissipated without a trace left, letting him scream heart-piercingly, There was no response at all.

He suddenly opened his eyes and forced himself to wake up, and habitually touched his side with his hand, but he didn't touch the slightly cold body, Yu Fuchen suddenly panicked, sat up straight on the bed, and screamed: "Chang Huan!! "

The people at the table looked at him who had woken up in astonishment, and immediately came to see how he was doing.

"But having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Feng Changhuan touched his face, and his vision gradually became clear. Seeing that person was still beside him, Yu Fuchen calmed down, pulled him into his arms, and felt the coolness.

"I thought I was going to lose you... Fortunately, fortunately, it was just a dream."

After calming down a bit, Yu Fuchen saw Bai Qinghan sitting at the table, holding Huhuhu in his arms, looking at him slightly surprised, as if he had done something terrible.

"Don't look at me like that, you'll be embarrassed."

Bai Qinghan looked away, and said in a muffled voice: "You really should be embarrassed."

Looking down at himself, Yu Fuchen realized that he was naked, and looked at Feng Changhuan with a very funny expression.

"You... are you so impatient?"

"It's not a day or two that you like to take off your clothes when you sleep. Look at me, can I take them off for you?"

Going back to playing and playing, after a good night's sleep, Yu Fuchen put on new clothes, seeing that Bai Qinghan looked good, he asked concerned: "How is Xijun's injury, is there any discomfort?"

"I'm feeling better, the only discomfort is that I can't help you, and I'm making you worry about me. I'm really sorry."

"Xijun's words are out of character. When Tianyu Mountain encircled and suppressed Wushan crossing bandits, Daoxuan... no, it was Lingxue Palace who contributed a lot, and thanks to everyone's efforts, the operation was able to go so smoothly."

"I'm afraid that things are not as simple as you think. What will happen next, I'm afraid the Jixiu community will not be able to solve it with all their strength."

Yu Fuchen knew that he was referring to the crack in the sky, opened the door and went out to see the situation, holding his breath in shock.

"what is this……"

Within half a day of his deep sleep, Zixia had been completely torn apart. The sky seemed to be another world, with scorching fires burning everywhere, and the terrifying Rakshasa ghosts struggling in it, seeing the distortion of time and space. And the cracks that appeared, rushing to the cracks, wanting to rush into the world that does not belong to them.

At the same time when Yu Fuchen saw this horrifying scene, the barrier that prevented the evil spirits from entering had cracked under the violent impact, and it might collapse at any time, letting in the ominous creatures that were eyeing the mortal world.

"That is……"

"The evil spirits of the bitter prison. In the past, the only entrance to the mortal world was suppressed under Wuxiang Mountain. For a hundred years, the righteousness of Buddhism has been used as the power to close the door of the bitter prison. Today, the crack has allowed the evil spirits to break free. They will never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they will even attract ghosts from the underworld, and once they rush into the mortal world, the gods will be hard to save."

Feng Changhuan's explanation made Yu Fuchen even more alarmed, "...What's going on? Could it be that Yu Tianyin did the act of cracking the sky?"

"No, since the time has been agreed upon, he will not act in advance. Thinking of the fact that he also acted to split the sky in the First World War ten years ago, I think it is true that he split the sky first this time, but the situation has deteriorated to this day. But it may not be him, who would not care about the consequences of evil spirits killing mortals and causing a sea of ​​blood in the mortal world?"

There is only one answer.

"Di Tianyao!"

From the moment he unified the Three Realms, he used blood to write a rich and colorful chapter for his rule. If one person resisted him, he destroyed the entire ethnic group, so that everyone was in danger and was forced to succumb to his power under.

Now, has it finally reached the point of exterminating mortals...

"Do you still remember the function of the bitter prison? The bitter prison is a purgatory where evil spirits are imprisoned, where your essence is transformed into flesh and blood. Jingyuan was forced to absorb the power of evil spirits. Have you ever thought that you are one of them by force, maybe you can try to stop this catastrophe."

Seeing Feng Changhuan's serious expression, Yu Fuchen swallowed his rebuttal.

While he was sleeping, the eleven prefectures excluding Jiuyou Huahai had already been on standby outside Xuehai City, and 36 Pei was dispatched by Feng Changhuan to work with Tingyulou to protect the people living in the deserted village. He didn't want to listen to his orders, but for the sake of the overall situation, he left without complaining.

Even Liu Changting personally led the Kunlun disciples into the city. It can be said that Xiujie is already united and only fighting for the coming catastrophe.

After counting the number of people present, but not seeing a bald donkey with a bald head, Yu Fuchen's heart sank for the most part.

"Buddha...does he not want to fight with me?"

Feng Changhuan patted his shoulder, took his hand, and shook the jade wrench on his thumb in front of him.

"What are you thinking? Wuwu is the head of the Buddhist sect. After his identity was exposed, the Buddhist sect has no leader. If you don't lead them, wouldn't it be disappointing Xuannan's good intention to entrust this sacred object in your hands?"

After thinking about it for a while, this is the reason. After adjusting his mood a little, Yu Fuchen was going to go outside the city to persuade the wandering Buddhist sect members.

Before leaving, Feng Changhuan stopped him on purpose, and winked at him playfully.

"You should be happy. Ten years ago, Kyushu rallied to punish you and me in the First World War. Now that the same mistakes are repeated, the positions of all parties have changed. You and I are no longer the ones being hunted down. Eleven states participated in the war. As long as the result is as good as possible As expected, Yu Tianyin will not just sit back and watch the misery of the mortal world. At that time, it will really be the twelve states of the cultivation world who share the same hatred."

Yu Fuchen smiled at him helplessly, held his tightly bound hand in the palm of his hand, and kissed him gently.

"It's really ironic. The reason why Xiujie exists is because people want to rely on longevity to get rid of the shackles of life and death, but in the end they want to turn against the one in the sky. It's really funny to think about it."

"No matter what the result is, I will never regret fighting with you. Go ahead and do it boldly. Even if it doesn't work, I will clean up the mess for you."

"You, it's better to recuperate me honestly, and don't make me worry. It's the right thing to do."

After saying this, Yu Fuchen kissed his forehead again, and left without looking back.

Feng Changhuan watched his leaving back, and did not look away for a long time, so that he didn't know when there was another person beside him.

Holding the folding fan in his hand, Jiang Chensha looked at him for a long time before coming forward and raising his hand in front of his eyes to wake him up.

"So worried, why don't you go and have a look?"

"He has long passed the age that I need to watch over him for a moment. He is already a emperor. He has to learn to face it alone."

"Hearing what you said, I always feel that you have to take risks to hone him, and do some risky things that will make him heartbroken."

"Really? I don't think you are qualified to say such things, Jiang Guzhu, who caused me to be hated for ten years in order to hone my lover."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and with the same feeling, they could understand the deep meaning contained in each other's actions.

As expected, Yu Fuchen persuaded everyone in the Buddhist sect to obey his orders, temporarily became the leader of the Buddhist sect, and ordered the Buddhist cultivators to seek refuge in Xuemiao City. In the tense atmosphere before the war, talking about how the emperor would How to make changes in the Three Realms has become the only topic for the monks of each faction.

He himself turned a blind eye to this, and despite the divergent opinions, he still did his own thing, and it didn't take long for those who were worried to let go of their doubts.

Seeing that the barrier that maintains the last line between the hell and the mortal world is about to be broken, Yu Fuchen called the heads of various factions to discuss countermeasures.

Bu Nian'an asked cautiously, "Evil ghosts rushing into the mortal world will inevitably kill all creatures. To prevent this from happening, the safest way is to gather the spiritual power of everyone to strengthen the barrier. The most capable among the twelve states that is……"

Yue Fahrenheit, who takes mantra as the foundation of his sect.

Yan Qiudao was still seriously injured, and Xiao Chen, who was slightly injured, became the only person who could talk. Regardless of whether he had severed the relationship before, he could not abandon his disciples at the critical moment of life and death.So when he was slumped in a wheelchair and was pushed out by Jiang Chensha to meet people, everyone was surprised.

"This move is tantamount to killing a chicken to get its eggs. Even if the spiritual power of all the magic masters of Yuehua Sect is overdrawn to strengthen the barrier, it is only to maintain temporary safety. As long as the gap in the sky is not closed, it will be a matter of time before the evil spirits are released."

If this method does not work, the only option is to wait for the evil spirits to enter the mortal world and kill them in one fell swoop.

But no one can say exactly how many evil spirits are imprisoned in the bitter prison, what is their strength, and what is the connection between the bitter prison and the Nether Ghost Realm. Once the balance between the three realms is broken, the situation will really get out of hand up.

At this time, Mo Qianlin asked a very serious question, "Since the bitter prison is the purgatory used by the Buddhist sect to suppress evil spirits, then who were these evil spirits captured in the first place?"

Ever since Yu Fuchen came to the Buddha Sect, he had never heard of the bitter prison, and the person who had the most right to speak was naturally Feng Changhuan, who had been a victim.

His face was dignified, and his voice was deep, "It's nothingness. During the ten years I was in the Buddhist sect, Master Xuyun had been sending him to the mortal world to subdue evil spirits. As we all know, nothingness's real body is Chunjun, one of Yingshen's sword spirits. He was defeated by Bai Hong, and now he has turned into a sword and stands in the eye of the formation to maintain the protective barrier. Without the heart of the sword, it will be difficult for him to recover his real body. I am afraid that no one will be able to answer this question."

"That's simple, just return his sword heart and let him tell the truth?"

How could Feng Changhuan directly say that those sword hearts were all used in the big event of resurrecting Yun Wuling?If by chance I missed something...

Looking at Yun Wuyu, who was leaning against the door with his arms crossed, expressionless, Feng Changhuan was in a dilemma, but fortunately Yu Fuchen stepped back in time.

"Everyone, Chunjun's strength should not be underestimated. I am afraid that after returning Jianxin, he will immediately return to Jiuchongtian to be used by Di Tianyao. Baihong is not in Xuewu City. Letting him go will only increase trouble. I have a way, I don't know if it is feasible."

He took out a blueprint showing the topography of the Mortal Realm, and marked the locations of Snow Misty City and Tianyu Mountain.

"The matter of splitting the sky seems to be detrimental to Jiuchongtian, but it is the speed at which Di Tianyao secretly promotes the tearing of the rift. When the sky collapses is in Di Tianyao's hands. Unless it is a last resort, he must not want to give up the power to dominate the Three Realms. So we can use this as a breakthrough point, let Chang Huan and I restrain Di Tianyao, and Yue Hua's priority is to strengthen the barrier, and if it fails, we must immediately stop the evil spirits from invading."

Yu Fuchen measured the size of Sky Crack, mapped it on the map, and drew a clearing that would be occupied by evil spirits first.

This place is the wilderness, with no one living in it for hundreds of miles, it is the most suitable battlefield.

Mo Qianlin put down his legs and quickly made a battle plan.

"This kind of terrain is very suitable for the display of Tiandaomen's skills. Tiandaomen can practice external skills and can be used as pioneers, but we need Taoxijian to go deep into the battlefield to ensure our output."

Liu Changting added: "Secondly, Kunlun, Lingxue Palace, and Fozong can be used as auxiliary forces to guard the back row so as not to slip through the net. As for the 36 Pi and Tingyulou killers, they still guard in the barren village to ensure the safety of ordinary people. Safety."

Everyone nodded after hearing the words, ready to fight against the enemy together and subdue the evil spirits.

At this moment, there was a flurry of footsteps outside the door, and a person pushed the door in, raising his hand with a hippie smile.

"And me. Have you forgotten that I also have a force that can serve as the backbone? It is already counted as the cooperation of the eleven states, but I am still excluded. Tsk tsk tsk, it is really sad. "

It was none other than Xuanji Pagoda Ze Huan who spoke.

Before everyone was excited for him to join the battle, Feng Changhuan said something unsightly.

"Maybe it doesn't have to be. There are ways to minimize the loss."

Now eyes fell on him one after another, even Yu Fuchen was surprised.

"Chang Huan, don't you..."

"Perhaps, you can try to use the Ease of Return technique to send those evil spirits back to where they should go."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, the little cute duck~