After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Sheng Jiao sheathed his sword, stepped forward quickly and dragged Yan Jianglan to his side, and looked at his injured ear with a sullen face.

Yan Jianglan's hearing had merged with Xiangwen. Although the meridian Xiangwen was not damaged by the shock, his ears were severely injured by the fluctuation of spiritual power, and blood continued to flow from the snow-white earlobe.

Sheng Jiao's face was gloomy, and he reached out to heal him with spiritual power.

Yan Jianglan avoided Sheng Jiao's hand, and put away the Chunyu Sword as if nothing happened: "It's nothing serious, you can go to work first."

Sheng Jiao: "You..."

Yan rolled his lan eyes, grabbed Sheng Jiao's hand with his backhand, pushed his five fingers away, and kissed him on the palm, the red mole at the end of his eyes seemed to be stained with blood and slowly disappeared.

"no need to worry."

He has endured so much suffering for more than ten years, and the awkward choice between the two parties will not change his mood in the slightest to Yan Jianglan.

As he said before, even if he faces Sheng Jiao with swords during the day, he can still blend in with each other without any grievances at night.

The fact that he shares the nationality with Sheng Jiao will not affect the friendship between Ban Fen and Yu Tuishan.

Yan Jianglan was a little strangely sober.

Sheng Jiao frowned, but still stretched out his hand to pour the majestic spiritual power into Yan Jianglan's meridians, to soothe his bruised ears.

The blood finally stopped, Sheng Jiao wiped away a drop of blood on Yan Jianglan's earlobe with his fingers, and finally whispered: "Go back."

Yan Jianglan nodded: "Yes."

The people who slaughtered the Qu family were not a few people, maybe they were a group of desperadoes from the evil Qidao. The Xiezhi sect had completely sealed off Zhongzhou city overnight, and they were all determined to search. Most of them could be caught before dawn.

Yan Jianglan didn't want to cause trouble for Sheng Jiao, so he turned around and grabbed Le Zhengzhen who was stunned, and quickly left the Qu's house.

Only then did Le Zhengzhen come back to his senses, frowned and looked at his ears, and found that there was nothing serious, he let out a sigh of relief and said with a disheveled face, "You... what's going on?"

Just like that, they draw their swords and face each other, but they still think about joining together?

The earrings were broken, and Yan Jianglan didn't hear what Le Zhengzhen said, so he turned around and said, "Brother, you should go back to the Medicine Sect first."

Le Zhengzhen frowned: "Where are you going?"

Yan Jianglan remained silent, nodded slightly, turned around and walked away against the wind.

He had already planned in his heart, braved the rain and went straight towards Xi's house.

Xi's house has long been in ruins, and there is only the sound of crackling rain falling on the ruined walls, like ghosts weeping.

Yan Jianglan fell to the ground quietly. He was trapped in the Xi family's net for eight years, and even after so long, he still has a deep memory of every road.

As his footsteps gradually moved towards the Tianyan Temple, the surrounding abandoned houses seemed to rise from the ground, and time passed by him, quietly changing back to the prosperous family ten years ago.

It was the first time that Yan Ling came to Tianyan Temple under the cover of "listening voices", and heard voices vaguely before he got close.

Yan Ling paused.

Xi Jue still had a wisp of consciousness in Yan Ling's consciousness, and said happily: "What are you talking about? Didn't Wen Gubai teach you all the tricks of blindness, don't be afraid, they won't be able to find you."

Yan Ling frowned: "I still think it's a little risky. If we are found out, neither of us will have good fruit to eat."

Xi Jue was quite normal at that time, just a heartless dandy—if he had a sensitive mind, he would have collapsed and gone mad.

"Come on, come on." Xi Jue was still coaxing Yan Ling, "I just want to eat a piece of pastry to satisfy my hunger, you can just throw it in while they leave Tianyan Temple."

Yan Ling wrinkled her small face, covered a piece of hot pastry in her skirt, and nodded obediently.

Xi Jue also reassured him: "Even if we are discovered, we will only be beaten up, and they dare not kill us, don't worry."

Yan Ling's face turned green: "Been beaten up?"

How many times has he been beaten, how can he justify the beating?

"It's fine if you don't die anyway." Xi Jue said with a smile, "I don't want to die, I just want to live well."

Yan Ling was about to say something when he suddenly heard Mrs. Zong's voice from Tianyan Temple.

"...completely integrated into the sky and earth veins?"

Yan Ling subconsciously held her breath.

Mrs. Zong's voice was calm, like the calm before the storm: "Why?"

Xi Ze said coldly: "Since Heng Yudu's awakening of "Exchanging the Bright Moon", no one in Zhongzhou has awakened the spirit-level phase pattern in the past few years. It is "Kan Tianyan" who is controlling Tianyan's spiritual power to prevent others from Awakening spirit-level pattern. "

Xi Jue didn't react, and he was still wondering who "Kan Tianyan" is, so powerful that he can prevent people from awakening the spirit-level phase pattern?

But soon he gave a dry "ah" and murmured in a low voice: "...So it was me."

He is no longer Xi Jue, but "Kan Tianyan" with the spiritual-level facial pattern.

Xi Jue no longer remembers how many years he has been tortured in Tianyan and Diyan. It is a luxury for him to tell the time. He only heard Mrs. Zong and Xi Ze call him "Kan Tianyan" so unfamiliarly A strange feeling condensed in my heart.

It seemed to block his breathing, causing dense pain in his heart and lungs, with nowhere to vent.

"...From the day "Kan Tianyan" entered the sky and earth, he is no longer our last child, and everything can't go back. Xi Ze sat on the chair and closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Instead of letting him suffer the pain of extracting Tianyan every day, why not..."

It's better to completely integrate "Kan Tianyan" into the Tianyan earth veins, and continuously generate Tianyan spiritual power.

There is no longer any need for the skin of "Ji Jue", which adds to the pain.

After hearing the meaning of Xi Ze's words, Yan took a silent breath.

They want to erase the existence of "Xi Jue". Once "Kan Tianyan" no longer needs identity support, then he doesn't have to play "Xi Jue" anymore.

Yan Ling is no longer as naive as he was when he was young. Knowing Xi Zao's character, even his own son dared to kill him with the grandiose excuse of "saving him from additional pain", let alone him who knew all the dirty things about the Xi family. people.

The day Xi Jue died was also when his soul flew away.

There was a long silence in Tianyan Temple, and only then did Madam Zong say with a trembling voice, "Xi Zhangzun, where is your heart?"

Xi Ze is the only one who can speak so respectfully of killing his own son in the entire thirteen prefectures.

Xi Ze said, "What about you?"

Madam Zong was silent.

"You made him lawless, and these years of torture have made him hate you." Xi Ze said coldly, "Even if you want a well-behaved son now, it's too late."

If Mrs. Zong could have made the choice when Xi Jue escaped to find him for the first time, it wouldn't be so painful at this time.

After the long silence of Tianyan Temple, Mrs. Zong left in a huff.

Her silence is always a choice.

Yan Ling hid in the blindfold and watched Mrs. Zong leave without looking back.

As early as when the two were discussing, Xi Jue rarely responded. If it wasn't for the wisp of divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, Yan Ling would have thought that Xi Jue was not on him.

Yan Ling waited patiently until Xi Ze also left the Tianyan Temple, and used the spirit-level blindfold to quietly enter the Tianyan Earth Vein.

No one has come to the ground veins all year round, and the ground is already thick with dust. Yan Ling did not dare to leave footprints, and used spiritual power to move her to float silently in front of Xi Jue.

Facing the golden Tianyan Linghe, Xi Jue has countless fine and dense chains penetrating his body, and even deeply rooted in the meridians, eagerly absorbing the heavenly essence of "Kan Tianyan" in his body every moment. Spiritual power.

The pupils of the boy who was always laughing and joking in the past had lost their light, and he sat there in a daze, staring at Linghe in front of him in a daze.

Yan Ling gently landed beside him, knelt down and took out the cold pastry from her arms and handed it to him.

"eat."

This is the first time that Xi Jue has seen the pastries he has been thinking about during the years of being locked up in the Tianyandimai.

But at this time he was in a daze, and he was stunned for a while and suddenly said dryly: "My father..."

Yan Ling leaned over to listen.

"My father is the patriarch." Xi Jue tried his best to smile, but it was as ugly as crying, and he whispered, "He always wanted to be respected by others, but when he was young, he only awakened the sky-level phase pattern, so he wanted to use it All hope rests on me."

Xi Ze has always been strict with Xi Jue, but Mrs. Zong pampered him too much, and she was reluctant to let him suffer a little bit every time. As a result, Xiao Xi Jue always felt that it was wrong for Xi Ze to be so harsh, and Mrs. Zong was right.

He should be pampered by his mother instead of being forced to practice swords and practice.

When I was young, because of this kind of thing, Xi Ze and Mrs. Zong quarreled all the year round.

It was only later that Xi Jue found out that Xi Ze wanted to train him to restore the declining Xi family.

He didn't want the Xi family to decline and wither in his own hands, to be annexed by other aristocratic families, and to suffer the disaster of being wiped out because of the evolution of heaven and earth.

"Yan Ling." Xi Jue suddenly said softly.

Yan Ling and Xi Jue sat there side by side, looking at the Tianyan Linghe with cold eyes, which looked like a living thing.

Xi Jue said, "I don't want to die."

Yan Ling was silent for a long time, then murmured: "I know."

But Xi Jue didn't know what he did wrong to suffer these things. From that moment on, a distorted regret suddenly surged in his heart.

Perhaps he had been a mistake from birth.

If he never existed...

That's good.

Ten years apart, the young and innocent boy who wanted to live even if he endured the cruel torture that would make life worse than death, is now gradually becoming a yearning for death after being abandoned by his beloved relatives...

madman.

Yan Jianglan walked to the ruined Tianyan Temple, raised his hand and swiped away the wood at the entrance of the ground veins, and skillfully opened the entrance and climbed down the stairs.

Yudei Mountain is indeed in the empty sky and earth veins.

Half of the ground veins have collapsed, and the shimmering figure is still sitting cross-legged on the ground in the same posture for eight years, with the same back view.

Obviously without the chains that tormented him and the spiritual power line that absorbed his Tianyanxiangwen, the back was more like wearing heavier and heavier shackles, and he tried his best to hold on so as not to be completely crushed.

Yan Jianglan walked over, sat cross-legged beside him, and took out a piece of pastry from his bosom.

"eat?"

Back then, Xi Jue didn't eat that piece of pastry in the end, but this time Yutuishan took it happily and swallowed the palm-sized pastry in one gulp.

"It's really small here." Yutuishan licked all the crumbs of dim sum from his fingers, and said vaguely, "Why didn't you feel so small at that time?"

Yan Jianglan smiled: "The mood is different."

At that time, the small caves here, and even the entire Xi family were so big that they were boundless, like a net that could not escape no matter what.

Yutuishan finally finished eating the pastries, and tilted his head with a smile: "Sheng Jiao didn't fight with you, did he?"

"No."

"That's good." Yutuishan put his hand on Yan Jianglan's shoulders, as if asking for credit, "I was so angry that I didn't kill him just now, am I serious?"

Yan Jianglan pushed him away with a broken smile: "Don't make trouble."

Yutuishan hooked Yan Jianglan's lock of hair around his fingers in a bored way: "Is he really not going to anger you? Are you still married?"

"Get together." Yan Jianglan tilted his head to look at him, "I don't mind if you fight at my marriage ceremony, it's just a formality anyway."

"It's amazing, Ling'er."

A lunatic like Yutuishan couldn't help but be amazed at Yan Jianglan, after all, no one would hug and hug Shuangxiu as usual when their positions were completely opposite.

But Yan Jianglan can do this.

"How long are you going to stay in this ghostly place?" Yan Jianglan frowned as he looked at the dust all over the floor, "Go back to the Medicine Sect."

Yutuishan shook his head: "No, I still have something urgent to do."

Yan twitched the corner of his appendix.

With the lessons learned by the Qu family, the urgent matter that Yutuishan must do is definitely not a good thing.

"What's urgent?" Yan Jianglan asked.

Yu Tuishan bared his teeth at him: "I won't tell you, you double-faced stump will definitely turn around and tell Sheng Jiao."

Yan Jianglan: "..."

Yan Jianglan rolled his eyes, feeling that it was too difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

Obviously he has never revealed the other's secrets to the two parties, but he is still guarded against as if he is a real hidden stake.

"It's too much trouble this time." Yan Jianglan sighed silently, knowing that he shouldn't try to persuade him, but he said something extra, "How many casual cultivators did you bring to Zhongzhou?"

Yutuishan grinned: "You guess."

Yan Jianglan saw that he refused to speak or ask more questions, so he got up and patted the dust off his body, and said, "I'm going back first."

Yutuishan blinked: "Hey, you really don't want to ask?"

Yan Jiang didn't turn his head back: "Too lazy to guess."

"I, I'll tell you." Yutuishan climbed up and chased after him, and circled around Yan Jianglan, "I can tell you whatever you want to know, really."

Yan Jianglan glanced at him: "Come on."

Yu Tuishan opened his arms again to block Yan Jianglan, and seemed to want to say something, but choked for a moment, and suddenly said, "Hug me."

Yan Jianglan was stunned: "What?"

"Wait for me to come out." Yu Tuishan rolled his eyes, like a child who doesn't know much about the world, "Wait for me to come out, Yan Ling give me a hug."

The body transformed by the primordial spirit is as cold as frost even if hugged, and cannot be warmed.

Yan Jiang's pupils trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes lightly to cover the flickering light in them with thick eyelashes, but his tone was still lazy, and he pushed him away casually: "Are you still a child? Hold a ghost? Get up and block it." road."

After being pushed away, Yutuishan still watched Yan Jianglan leave with a smile on his face.

Until the stone gate closed automatically, the smile on Yuduishan's face disappeared like a face-changing face, and the evil spirit that had been suppressed mercilessly appeared in his eyebrows again.

Yudeishan sat back to his original position, staring at the empty ground veins, golden streaks flashed in his cold eyes.

"Whose turn is it next?" He thought about it seriously, as if he was choosing what to eat next.

"Ah." Yutuishan thought hard for a while, as if he was finally determined, raised his hand and used Tianyan spiritual power to draw a bright moon shape in the air, and smiled, "That's it."

"Chirp—"

In Tianyan Academy, the Liuli sparrow that had been lingering around Heng Yudu suddenly screamed and flew around him, as if sensing danger.

Heng Yudu frowned, stretched out his hand to hold a frightened glazed bird in his hand, and stroked it gently twice.

If he had comforted her like this before, Liulique would have settled down long ago.

But this time for some reason, Liulique still couldn't stop shaking.

Heng Yudu was wondering, the glazed sparrow in his palm shattered without warning, and the fragments penetrated directly into Heng Yudu's hands, instantly full of ferocious blood.

Heng Yudu's face darkened slightly.

What kind of danger did Liulique sense, which made it frightened enough to explode on the spot?

***

The Xiezhi Sect almost came out in full force, and before dawn, all the loose cultivators who participated in the massacre of the Qu family were finally arrested, and all of them were escorted to the Xiezhi Sect.

Shengjiao's Tian Yanzhu almost turned into sparks, and worked until the sun was bright, finally convicting the seven people in charge, and handing over the rest to Shang Yuan and Juan Xunfang for sentencing and conviction.

The entire Xiezhi sect screamed and wailed.

Sheng Jiao returned to Qingchengzhu with a blank face, took off his outer robe, and realized that there was a familiar atmosphere in the inner room.

Open the bamboo curtain and look into the inner room, the innermost layer of thin white gauze bed curtain covers it, covering the glimmer of light, which is blown slightly by the wind coming in from the gap in the window.

A pair of muddy shoes were placed on the pedals, and Yan Jianglan was lying on his side on the bed, sleeping peacefully, with traces of sorrow seeming to linger in his brows.

Sheng Jiao opened the bed curtain and sat on the edge of the bed without making a sound, stretched out his hand and gently touched Yan Jianglan's earlobe, and found that the blood in the ear had been wiped clean, and there was a ball of snow cotton stuffed inside with a medicinal fragrance .

Lord Tiandao was expressionless, but in his heart he was calmly annoyed and afraid.

He should have known that if he made a move, Yan Jianglan would definitely help Yutuishan, but the sea of ​​knowledge seemed to be affected by something, and he used Mahayana spiritual power to stop Yutuishan without hesitation.

Sheng Jiao used spiritual power to circle Yan Jianglan's body half a circle, and found that the hidden wound in Xiangwen had really healed, so he withdrew his hand.

His eyes fell on the muddy shoes on the treads.

That is the soil that only the Xi family's special spiritual power array can have.

He went to Xi's house to see Yutui Mountain.

Sheng Jiao's eyes were cold, he silently tucked the corner of the quilt for Yan Jianglan, turned and left.

***

Yan Jianglan fell asleep for two hours, and his thin eyelids were awakened by a ray of sunlight.

He buried his face in the pillow vaguely, struggled sleepily for a while, and finally managed to open his eyes.

It's already dawn.

The rain stopped and the weather was sunny.

Yan Jianglan rubbed his eyes and sat up, lifted the curtain of the bed and was about to see if Sheng Jiao had come back, when he glanced casually, he saw a small desk with a soft edge, Sheng Jiao sat in the warm sunshine with picturesque eyes, holding a sword His hands were clumsily pinching the exquisite wreath button earrings, as if they were changing beads.

Yan Jianglan blinked in surprise.

Although Master Tiandao is extremely gifted and powerful, he never passed the spiritual weapon class in Tianyan Academy when he was young. Sometimes the spiritual weapon that Wen Gubai arranged after class was made by Yan Jianglan for him.

Fortunately, Sheng Jiao was actually repairing the spirit weapon with his own hands.

Yan Jianglan couldn't help laughing.

Sect Master Sheng's holding the sword and holding the Tianyan Pearl can make everyone in the Thirteen States intimidated, but he has nothing to do with this exquisite spiritual weapon. He failed to change the two beads for more than half an hour.

Fortunately, he could bear his temper and still persevered.

Hearing the laughter at first, Sheng Jiao frowned slightly, and the beads that were finally stuck in his hand swayed and flew out of his fingertips, rolling to the bedside.

Yan Jianglan bent down to pick up the beads, held back a smile and raised his eyebrows at him: "I can't think of it, Master Sheng can also cultivate spiritual weapons, so you come to my dormitory all day when you are in school and ask me to refine spiritual weapons for you, yes?" Are you deliberately looking for a reason to play with me?"

Sheng Jiao: "..."