Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Shen Linyu's complexion was as pale as snow. Could it be that the reminders, temptations, fights, and heart-to-heart exchanges in the temple were all traps carefully set by Xu Yan step by step?

He was clearly not afraid of the king's fear in his previous life, and would rather die in the country than regain the country.

Now it's just a 12-year-old child...

Shen Linyu couldn't believe it.

It must be the river god, his deceitful wish.

At this moment, there was a piercing laughter from the other side of the river, Shen Linyu's eyes lit up, his figure floated, and he grabbed the man by the neck in an instant.

Who knows, he is an ordinary old man.

But from the last memory of the old man, he saw Xu Yan with scarlet eyes, like the reincarnation of Yan Luo, a thick ghost aura gushed out from his bloody abdomen, and instantly strangled the townspeople of Jinsha Town, he grabbed the commoner with a gloomy smile The old man's neck, "Show me, you killed them all!"

Shen Linyu let go of his hand suddenly, and saw the old man foolishly picking up the leaves on the ground, laying them out one by one, muttering in his mouth, "Steamed buns, sweet potatoes, eat more, eat more ..."

It was the old man in civilian clothes he followed when he went up the mountain.

Shen Linyu could no longer deceive herself.

Xu Yan... Xu Yan... How did Xu Yan become like this...

And were all these people killed by him?

Tiandao said, told him not to meddle in mortal affairs, but he just didn't listen...

Shen Linyu felt his world spinning, and his limbs and bones were shaking like a sieve with a surge of rage.He couldn't restrain himself from striking the Jinsha River with his palm, setting off a huge wave of hundreds of feet, causing blood to rain all over the sky.

The blood was sprinkled on the old man's palms, back, and face. He suddenly moved, and swept the leaves into pieces like a madman, then looked around in horror, twitched violently, knelt on the ground and slapped himself frantically, "I'm sorry... …sorry Sorry……"

Shen Linyu held his hand, the old man calmed down, and after a while he laughed strangely, grabbed the leaves and stuffed them into his mouth, desperately stuffing them into his mouth, and drank the river water when it was too dry, the blood mixed with the leaves Shi Shi swallowed it in his stomach, and kept saying in his mouth: "Delicious...delicious..."

Since childhood, Shen Linyu has seen immortals from other worlds, and listened to Sanskrit and Buddhist language. Even if he confronted evil beasts and monsters, he would only die three times. He had never seen such torture, and his heart was shocked Horror, mourning, anger, mixed flavors.

He stopped the old man and tapped lightly from his heavenly spirit.

The old man's muddled pupils suddenly became clear, with tears streaming down his face, his lips that were dry and cracked by the gravel and trees moved up and down, and he said hoarsely: "Kill me...please...kill me..."

Shen Linyu felt sad and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, the curse has been lifted."

And the old man cried out in despair, "He won't let me go, please, kill me... kill me..."

The tails of Shen Linyu's eyes, which were always full of vigor, slowly drooped down.

He nodded the old man's wrinkled eyebrows, sealed his memory, and placed him in a nearby village.

The Heavenly Dao sensed that Shen Linyu's fairy soul was unstable, so after some deduction, he floated out of Shen Linyu's sea of ​​consciousness and asked, "What do you want?"

Shen Linyu said disheartenedly: "Killing pays for life."

Tiandao left satisfied.

It's not bad that he deliberately didn't point out the direction, what he wanted was for the two of them to waste time and not stand or die.

As a god, how can he be bound by the sea of ​​karma and suffering, and he should swing his sword to cut off the fate, and he will be completely broken.

So good.

At this time, Xu Yan broke through Shen Linyu's spiritual power with his last breath. He lost too much blood in his abdomen and lost his inner alchemy. The spiritual power leaked out unstoppably like a hole in the sky. Before he passed out, he thought in a daze, let alone a fairy, any cat, cat or dog at this time could easily kill him.

"General."

Xu Yan opened his eyes, and a burst of pear blossom fragrance captured his sense of smell. He looked up, and there was a pear tree in full bloom in front of him. Every branch and leaf seemed to be carefully designed, and the blooming was delicate and unique. .

He was fascinated by watching, until the servant beside him urged: "General, it's time to change the medicine."

What general?

He stood up from the rattan chair, only to find that he had grown several feet for nothing.

what happened?

When he moved again, his chest was in excruciating pain. He pressed it away with his hand, and it was very wet. It turned out that blood had been oozing out along the gaps in the armor.Afterwards, a doctor came in a hurry, took his pulse, asked the doctor, removed his clothes and changed his dressing.

Xu Yan couldn't understand, he was like a possessed spectator, passively accepting all this.

So he looked at the pear tree again, and felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing.

Soon, a bowl of dark and bitter medicinal juice was brought up. After Xu Yan glanced at it, he poured the medicinal juice under the tree in a strange way.

I saw the branches and leaves trembling wildly, shaking off the pear blossoms all over the ground.

He grabbed a fallen flower and laughed out loud.

"General, what snacks do you want to leave for tonight?" asked the servant.

"Orange peel candy, peach heart crisp..." he hesitated and said, "sugar gourd."

The boy was speechless, "Is this too sweet?"

He shook his head inscrutablely.

Xu Yan was puzzled.

Until early in the morning, he could not sleep all night because of the chest pain, but he heard the inaudible chewing sound, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making his ears itchy.

But he didn't open his eyes, breathing slowly, like a dream.

The chewing sound approached, and cursed very lightly: "Next time you feed me such a bitter thing, I'll draw a turtle bastard on your face!"

He deliberately frowned and turned over in pain, revealing the hideous wound on his chest.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Then he felt that the brocade was dented, the pear blossom fragrance was suddenly strong, and his breath fell gently on his chest, as if someone was examining his wound.

Without opening his eyes, he grabbed the man's hand.

Soft and smooth, just like in childhood.

When the man wanted to move, he groaned softly, making people feel soft.

It was like this all night.

Xu Yan felt his heart swell, filled with endless sweetness, he looked suspiciously with spiritual power, and saw that the man's black hair was loose, his side face was soft, with a faint moon halo, his almond eyes widened, flickering, stained with pink. color……

It's actually a fairy.

He was throbbing unceasingly, a little like a dream, he didn't know when it was going to be.

Seeing the fairy gentleman's vermilion lips parted slightly, with a faint pear fragrance, he said to him bewitchingly: "Xu Yan, stay and accompany me."

Xu Yan was a little absent-minded, and couldn't help but moved forward and hugged Xianjun.

"Okay." Xu Yan stuck to Xianjun's ear, then squinted his eyes, and passed through Xianjun's dantian with one hand.

The illusion dissipated, and the fairy in front of him turned into a nightmare with a lion's head and a pig's body, and Xu Yan cruelly grabbed his inner alchemy and sucked it all for his own use.

This scene coincides with five years ago.

At that time, the river god was about to eat him, but at the moment of life and death, he grabbed his neck, took out the inner alchemy, inhaled it into his palm, and it turned into a plume of black smoke.

But before he died, the river god said in horror: "You are the ghost king Xu Yan."

I can't remember clearly what happened afterwards, I only vaguely remember that when I was about to leave, I was stunned to the ground by the temple full of yellow talismans, and I had a splitting headache.

And Shen Linyu knew his name.

"Impossible!" The nightmare's pupils collapsed, and he said in disbelief, "No one can escape from my dream."

His dreams are all woven from the most unforgettable memories of his past and present lives, and he is the deepest demon in everyone's heart.How it was broken by a child who was seriously injured to death, it can never imagine...

Xu Yan ignored it, and just sucked his spiritual power into his dantian until the wound healed and the inner alchemy dissipated.

The nightmare turned into ashes.

Xu Yan didn't know where he came from, maybe it had something to do with what the river god said about the ghost king.

Every time he sucked an inner alchemy, he could have that person's memory.

"Past life..." Xu Yan dismissed it.

But the turmoil in the heart cannot be faked, and the moonlight burned into the memory cannot be faked.

The nightmare has a thousand years of cultivation. Xu Yan adjusted his breath for three days and three nights. Not only did he heal his wounds, but he also gained a hundred years of cultivation. He also inherited its dream control and breath concealment skills.

This made Xu Yan very happy.Although he got revenge for his great revenge, he was forced by Shen Linyu to appreciate the death of his enemy without time, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

Busily using the nightmare occult technique to sneak into Shen Linyu's spiritual power range, he returned to Jinsha Town, only to find that the blood color of the river here had already faded, the broken eaves had been repaired, and even the wild flowers and weeds on the road had been repaired. All are thriving.

Apart from being empty.

Xu Yan felt aggrieved, feeling stuck.

It's okay, there is an old man.

He would like to go and see if the old man is full, if not, he will send a full banquet today.

"Naive," Xu Yan sensed the commoner old man in the next town, looking for his breath, and said with a sneer, "Even in the ends of the world, I will crush you to ashes."

At the same time, he also felt Shen Linyu's immortal energy.

He pretended to be a villager and sneaked into the neighboring town, and quietly walked to the old man's house.

I saw that the sky was clear, the town was leisurely, and the gurgling stream was "squeaking" in the bamboo and wood waterwheel, and occasionally a few drops splashed out and landed on the old man playing chess.

"No regrets!" The white-haired old man hit the old man in civilian clothes who wanted to repent with a bamboo fan.

The old man in civilian clothes was also not angry, and said with a smile, "Then you get off, then you get off."

And the other wrinkled hand took the opportunity to move the black and white pieces on the chessboard.

This trick is clumsy, but it is quite practical.

The white-haired old man raised his eyelids when he was sure of winning, and motioned for him to play.

The commoner man pretended to be in thought, but after a long time, he dropped a son and turned defeat into victory.

"Oh, I've accepted it." The old man in civilian clothes said with a smile.

"Impossible, it was clearly a dead end just now, how could it be..." The white-haired old man didn't believe it, and went around looking around, unable to find any flaws, so he had to admit defeat.

The old man in common clothes said modestly, "I didn't expect that I would win by just making a random move, luck, luck."

From Xu Yan's point of view, I can't quite hear what they said. I only know that the dead old man is not only safe and sound, but also has a playful and happy face, and his heart is burning with anger. He gritted his teeth and looked at Shen Linyu who was meditating in the room, and cursed secretly: "It's you who ruined my good deeds again!"

Immediately, a plan was born in his heart, and his spirit traveled thousands of miles away.

As soon as he withdrew his breath concealment technique, he saw a palm falling from the sky, he reacted quickly, made two rounds in a row, barely avoiding it, and the trees ten miles behind him turned into nothing.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Linyu was already in front of him.

The author says:

Xu Yan: Children cannot fall in love

Shen Linyu: I hope you will do what you say