MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 103

I don't know how deep this secret realm is, Yan Zhengming's protective body sword atmosphere is like a sand fortress on the beach, which has been rebuilt many times and broken many times.

What exactly is this big snow mountain secret?

Where are they going?

Will it fall all the way down, will it eventually fall to the bottom of the North Underworld?

Yan Zhengming thought that he had seen the light from the leaves of Golden Lotus, which means that they were in the center of Daxue Mountain. At this time, it turned out that the golden light had a strong penetrating power, spreading everywhere, but the Golden Lotus deity was still far away from 100,000 Eight thousand miles away.

He had an illusion, as if the entire Beiming Sea was so dark, because it concentrated all the light on that golden lotus.

Yan Zhengming's body sword strength once again fell apart, and once he couldn't raise his strength, he reunited one, and he held on to the wind and tightly protected the mid-range potential.

He thought of the valley of forgetfulness that Cheng Qian told him. It is said that in the place where there is no life or death, the two masters and ancestors will stay with them forever, except for some little ghosts who are unwilling to stay more.

Yan Zhengming didn't tell Cheng Qian about the unspeakable affair between the two people, but just secretly rejoiced at the result.

If you can be with your beloved soul, what is it? What's a broken bone?

The tip of his nose gently touched Cheng Qian's neck, and said, "You'll be mad at me in this life, and you have to be a cow for me in my next life."

Just as he was preparing for his affectionately, a strange Zhenyuan suddenly landed next to him in the sky, and added a true bodyguard to both of them.

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Wait, why are there other people in this ghost place?

Although he was rescued, the head of Yan just wanted to get too involved, and was a little displeased when he was disturbed.

Fortunately, his untimely illness did not leave him ill, Yan Zhengming quickly responded, and by this precious respite time, he quickly adjusted his own disorderly real value.

At the same time, he did not forget to carefully investigate this unexpected help.

This body protector is divided into two layers. The side close to the person is extremely warm. It is as warm as a quilt that has been warmed by a stove in the winter. It penetrates into his limbs and bones, but the outer layer is extremely cold. It's so fierce that it looks exactly like Daxueshan.

Who is so amazing?

I heard only one person whispered in his ear: "Ning Shen, you are a little impatient, the sword attack is too aggressive, it will stimulate the wind and converge here."

Yan Zhengming turned his head slightly: "Who?"

The man did not answer, but a piece of music sounded from far and near.

The tunes stretched and leisurely, as after a spring snow, the weather warmed without warning, and the stagnant ice in the decaying lotus pond slowly melted away, and the life hidden in the silt suddenly revealed a little clue. Open the dead leaves of the previous season, revealing the shimmering scales.

Thousands of lotus leaves are like a beauty who gently dissolves Luo Chang. Her body is slowly stretched and stretched in the wind, and she is surrounded by a lotus flower washed with water ...

Yan Zhengming couldn't hear what the instrument was. He just felt a little restless because of Cheng Qian. The true body of the body kept flowing in the house for several days. He took a deep breath and realized that he was It's not good-Fang Cai was too worried about Cheng Qian, and was stirred up by the wind in the secret realm, Jian Yi almost fell to a realm.

He slowly gathered up his leaked sword qi, and the wind in the secret realm really showed a lot of weakness, and after a while, there was a tendency to calm down.

Yan Zhengming lowered his head and adjusted Cheng Qian's posture, and whispered: "Thank you ... my teacher and brother are not in the right situation. I may be a little **** for a while."

The aftermath of the music was faint, and the epilogue had stopped. The humane said: "It's just a spell, there is a solution, don't worry too much."

Yan Zhengming gently lifted Cheng Qian's face and looked at it carefully for a moment. He suddenly found that the dark air of Cheng Qian's eyebrow was gone with the strange mark of the ear shape. Except that his body was getting hotter, see Nothing unusual.

"Strange," Yan Zhengming said, "It doesn't look like painting souls anymore."

He asked tentatively: "I wonder if your Excellency can see what kind of spells he has?"

The voice said saltily: "The Spring and Autumn Mantras, it seems that your monks are also called" painting souls ", and they spread the word to their gods, but they are just small tricks of carving insects, so don't worry."

Yan Zhengming raised his eyebrows—what is "you monk"?

Yan Zhengming: "Dare to ask respect ..."

"I'm not a 'respectful driver,'" said the voice a little ethereally, as if not familiar with human poems, and a little bit stiff in the ethereal, "I'm just a flower spirit accompanied by nasturtium."

He said, a gray shadow flickered in front of Yan Zhengming, and he could not see whether it was men, women, young or old, vague, like an inconspicuous moth in the sloppy Daxueshan and the increasingly bright golden light. Attention will ignore him.

Yan Zhengming narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering how the flower spirit intended to deal with the two intruders.

Hua Ling seemed to see what he was thinking, and went straight to say: "You don't have to be careful. The reason why I came forward to protect both of you was also the order of the Golden Lotus."

Yan Zhengming said for a moment. Although he was always self-confident and handsome, he was not narcissistic enough to think that he could see flowers bloom, and he was very vigilant, thinking, "Isn't this ghost lotus going to make us fat?" "

Hua Ling said: "Today's golden lotus leaf is opened because of you. Naturally you have the right to take it away and follow me."

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Jin Lian invited him to take his leaves away? Seeing that he was going to be shot dead in the secret realm of the Snow Mountain, he sent a flower **** on purpose?

Is this a daydream?

There is a saying, "It is not a business to catch up," besides, he has always been unlucky, and he refuses to believe that such **** can fall on his own head.

Yan Zhengming frowned, and tempted, "This ... I'm flattered. Needless to say, other people are the demon seniors who opened a hole in Daxueshan outside. I am afraid that it is above me. How can De?

Hua Ling said: "The ghost is indeed above you, but he is not qualified-because he is not the sect of all demons."

Yan Zhengming: "... Excuse me, neither am I."

Hua Ling Tao: "Da Jinlian leaves can wash away all the sins in the world. It itself represents a rule. It does not recognize whoever cultivates high. The person it recognizes must be a person who can control the situation and rules of a party, regardless of the evil and demon. This is called 'potential', 'potential', 'potential'. It can be seen that you are a righteous monk. Maybe you are nothing special, but other powers of your generation are dead, and 'potential' will fall. It's nothing strange when it comes to you. Don't panic. "

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Although it sounded like a general in a mule, but on closer reflection, it seemed that it was really the case.

After the death of Tong Ru is the age of the Four Saints. At present, with the fall of 10,000 years and the aging of Xiu Xu, the age of the Four Saints has passed. During the demonstration operation, Tianyan Department and the pedestrian Nine Saints suffered both defeats. Before the Ten Squares, they all hurt their vitality. It was really a time when there was no tiger in the mountain, which made him a king of a monkey.

Not to mention anything else, they so easily avoided Han Yuan's death penalty, and could not have nothing to do with the Fuyao faction.

Hua Ling Dao: "The so-called Daxueshan mystery is actually just a protective layer of nasturtium in the North Undersea. Once the nasturtium grows out of leaves, the time of this mystery will fall apart, waiting again for the next opportunity to gather around the golden lotus , You better move quickly, take the golden lotus leaf, and take your teacher to leave the place yourself, that is, he is nothing but a little painting soul. With the golden lotus leaf, he can crack it without any effort. "

Yan Zhengming always felt that the Daxueshan Golden Lotus leaf was a bit stubborn, so he asked: "Shall I be dull, and ask a question, what is meant by" washing away all the sins in the world "? It is like saying that someone indiscriminately kills innocent people. Is it possible that as long as there is this leaf, those who die can survive? "

Hua Ling was hesitated by him and laughed a moment later: "Many people I saw in the secret place of Daxueshan are demon monks. Sure enough, you, the right monks, don't think the same thing-human death can't be resurrected. I said "sin" is not the same as what you think. Since you have entered the sword **** realm, you must already be able to feel the thing that is stuck on the monks' heads ... "

Yan Zhengming: "Heavenly."

"Tiandao, there are turbidity and turbulence, there are long and short thickness, it will fold when it is just, and it will collapse when it is thick," Hua Ling whispered, "Tiandao makes the magic repair for thousands of miles, and makes them bloodthirsty and balanced. Sanctuary demon is sanctified, and it is necessary that he never be stained with blood. Heaven requires balance, and monks. The so-called 'sin' is also a way of balancing. Let monks plant cause and effect, fearing and restraining their own behaviors, so as not to have good or evil. God. "

During the conversation, Yan Zhengming stepped on the ground with his feet, as if he were close to the hinterland of the Snow Mountain. The tyrannical howling wind disappeared.

As Zhenyuan moved, Yan Zhengming's large and small wounds began to heal. He hugged Cheng Qian horizontally and did not go any further, standing in the same way: "You mean, this golden lotus leaf sounds so amazing, but in fact it is plain, is it a scapegoat in front of Tianjie?"

Hua Ling: "Because of the mud, get rid of its turbidity-if you say otherwise, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yan Zhengming's heart gave birth to unspeakable resistance, and the lethal attraction from the golden lotus leaf was diluted.

Hua Ling stood ten steps away from him: "Heaven is unkind, and all things are ruminant dogs-what is the difference between righteousness and evil? But you mortals cannot see through."

When Yan Zhengming heard it, he almost wanted to sneer. If that is the case, what is the significance of Han Yuan ’s 500-year caning? Just stick a lotus leaf on the forehead, and you can become a pure and spotless sheep on the spot!

At this moment, Yan Zhengming suddenly heard the sound of a plant breaking through the ground. Then, an indescribable exotic fragrance flowed, and the flower spirit slightly raised his head and whispered: "The golden lotus opens, and the leaf with impaired eyes also Expanded ... "

Yan Zhengming stunned, looked up in the direction of the flower spirit, and saw a golden lotus flower that was not two large, quietly floating on the ground, really close to the golden lotus, but the strange golden light was not so strong, Unspeakable holiness. The root system is buried deep in the dark Beiming seawater, with a strong contrast.

Yes ... this Daxueshan mystery can extinguish all fire, including the natural night pearl, because the snow and ice here are condensed by the extremely dark water of the North Underworld!

Golden lotus solitary across a thin layer of sea water, with a layer of shadowy mist floating on it, as if feeling the breath of an outsider, the lotus suddenly turned slowly, exposing a large palm lotus hidden behind it leaf.

I do not know why, at the sight of the lotus leaf, Yan Zhengming suddenly developed a kind of indescribable awe.

Hua Ling sighed, "This is the heart of Daxue Mountain ... monk, since it is for you, it is yours."

Yan Zhengming did not move.

The flower spirit glanced at Cheng Qian and couldn't help but said, "The golden lotus leaves are like a lotus flower. After being fully unfolded, there is only a joss stick time, and then wither, and the snow mountain mystery collapses. What are you still grinding! "

Hua Ling's voice could not help but bring a bit of irresistible anxiety and urgency. Yan Zhengming was urged by him to almost rebel, thinking: "The emperor is not in a hurry, what is the reason?"

Seeing his expression wandering, the flower lingering rightly said: "Just as the lotus leaves can't wait, your brother's painting soul will be waiting too soon!"

This sentence poked Yan Zhengming's dead point straight. As he couldn't stop nearing Golden Lotus, Cheng Qian's face became paler. By this time, his two strands of hair had been completely wet with cold sweat, and his fingers were unconsciously The spasm shrank into a fist, and the whole person was shaking, as if tolerating great pain.

Hua Ling: "Are you going to watch him kill yourself in your arms in order not to kill you?"

Yan Zhengming finally couldn't hold back anymore, let Cheng Qian down and let him lean on himself, freeing up a hand to reach the golden lotus leaf that can make all the magic in the world crazy.

At this point, Cheng Qian awoke.

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