MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 46

Cheng Qian couldn't help chanting: "I am low-profile, so that I can break the three distractions of the seniors with one sword, not to mention that my brother and their bones are freezing cold, I am afraid I will starve to death here-Wen Senior, please tell me something. "

Wen Ya was unmoved, he glanced at Cheng Qian, the young man was lonely, unwilling, ambitious, or full of depression, his heart was always easy to be less firm, and his eyebrows were always easy to bring cause The anxiety and suffocation, Cheng Qian is very common at this point.

Wen Ya hit him relentlessly: "So you can't break my distraction, and you want to fight with Zhou Han? What do you want? Dream?"

Cheng Qian was about to argue, and Wen Ya waved his hand and interrupted him aggressively again: "Also revive the martial arts. If you really want to revive the martial arts, the best thing to do now is to find a place to hide and practice hard for three or four hundred years. I think You simply do n’t dare to take on the heavy responsibility alone, so you just rush forward regardless of everything! "

The corner of Cheng Qian's eye twitched fiercely, then he lifted the Frostblade sword and said savagely: "The predecessors made sense, but I will not eat the irritated set."

Wen Ya said, this is a stone in a thatched pit, it is stinky and hard.

So his three separate shadows moved with his heart, suddenly rising into the air, and surrounded Cheng Qian in the middle.

Take the lead in front of the junior, and you can see what morality and morals. This treasurer really has nothing.

Cheng Qian's hands frosted into the three distractions in a tide-like manner. The sword gas stirred the otherwise calm sea water next to the reef. The sea suppressed the violent force and shot the reef hard. There was a tremor at the foot, and the three distracted manners of Wen Ya cooperated with each other. They condescended to form a huge light curtain in the air, and the fishing net fell down on Cheng Qian's head.

The sword gas and the giant net collided in mid-air, with a "bang", the reef was shaken by rocks and flew, almost falling apart on the spot.

Sitting on the spot, Wen Yaben respected his hands and protected the reefs under his butt, in case he would go to the sea to dance with the fish.

The three distractions had no skill, brute force suppressed Cheng Qian's sword energy, the net formed by the big light curtain gradually shrank, and Cheng Qian was rigorously covered in it.

Cheng Qian could not support for a while, and the rear force was unsustainable, so he had to temporarily avoid the edge, and the royal sword dodged around the field, breathing heavily.

"Sea Tide Sword," Wen Ya sneered slowly. "You are so kind-hearted, and you are embarrassed to say that you have practiced Hai Tide Sword?"

He suddenly burst into a howl, and saw that the top of his head was distorted into a circle of ghosts, and then, the distractors were divided into two, two, and four, and gradually became a group, and each person held a vanished sword from the void. , Numerous Fengrui pointed directly at Cheng Qian.

These distracters' sword moves are completely different. They are like flying flies, which makes people just dazzled by just watching.

Cheng Qian was trembled by those chaotic sword lights, and he was extremely horrified by the opponent for a while.

The gentle and elegant yelled, "Look at the tide at your own feet!"

Cheng Qian was shocked.

At this point, looking at the sea as far as the autumn moon, only on this small reef island can you feel the snow-white water splashing when the waves hit the shore.

The dark tide is no more gentle than any sword's edge in the world. Because of its vast source, it is endless. The sea is full of rivers and clouds, and it can also enter the narrow gap, spit fine sand, and never desperate ...

There is despair everywhere, and there is vitality everywhere.

The real gentleman barely gave him time to think about it. The hundred or so divine swords turned into a net and swept through them. Cheng Qianfang only realized if he could instinctively wield the sword to resist, but he always felt that something was worse. , Made this sword is not very firm, Jian Yi reached the middle of the tone.

He had to avoid the gentle edge again and fell on the island reef. He didn't dare to stop for a while, and his toes moved quickly across the ground. At the same time, there were seven or eight sword lights chasing behind him, leaving him where he passed. Scorched black one by one.

This desperate rush away forced Cheng Qian's thoughts that he could hardly brewed into a sorrow, and put him on his chest in one breath. He really couldn't get up or down, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

At this moment, he heard another warm voice from the real person, "Look at yourself!"

Cheng Qian murmured with a buzz in his ear, and loosened his sword holding hand, and almost dropped the Frostblade Sword that had not been loosed when he nearly drowned.

On Qinglong Island in recent years, he only cares about honing the true elements and swordsmanship. At midnight, he dreams of stepping on the foot of Zhou Han Zhengzhi and reviving the martial arts with his mind. .

He curled up his fragile spine with pride, lest he walk slowly, who was bullied by his brothers.

Cheng Qian hates words like "soul flying soul". He always felt that Master was just scattered among the mountains and lakes, and he was not dead, but looked at him everywhere. He was always scared by the eyes that he had imagined. .

Wen Ya: "Here!"

Cheng Qian froze in his footsteps, and the frost-edged sword in his hand rushed up to meet his head. At least for a moment, he felt that the sword in his hand was not only connected to himself, but also connected to heaven and earth.

People practice one life, three thousand roads, and come down to one sentence, isn't it just "look at the heavens and the earth, then look at yourself"?

The impetuousness in Cheng Qian's sword's intentions was different from the true peace of Zhongzheng. At this time, his sword qi was almost dim, but there was a lot of force in it. This time he didn't have the indignation that seemed to overturn the island and reef, and saw that the frosty sword's cold sword air permeated into the light curtain.

Sword intention and the light curtain disappeared layer by layer, and the gentleness of the circle was “divided” into it.

Cheng Qian pressed the Frostblade sword down, retreating forward, but chasing it in an instant, as if "a wave is not flat, a wave rises again", only listening to the sound of "Beep" bursting like a lantern As it spread, Wen Ya ’s last distractions disappeared one by one, and the curtain of light was swallowed up by the frost-like sword air, and the island and reef suddenly fell silent, leaving only a fully understood Cheng Qian and still The graceful real person sitting cross-legged looked at each other.

Until this time, Cheng Qianfang felt that he had encountered the true meaning of "Sea Tide Sword" for the first time.

For so many years, he was involuntarily settled again because of his understanding. Sifang Qingqi took a slightly cold sea breeze and immediately poured into his meridians. After years of hard training and widening the meridians, he accepted and received them without any stasis. Turn around on his own initiative, but after a while, it seemed that he even recovered most of the injuries on his body.

By the time Cheng Qian woke up from this entry, the east had already revealed his white belly. Although it was delayed for a long time, Cheng Qian still worshiped Wen Ya in a complex look, and said in his mouth, "Thank you seniors."

Wen Ya closed her eyes slightly, but said in her mouth: "I don't know what is happening with the Fuyao faction. The character of a weak-minded and often woman-like person turned out to be a sword, a radical and stubborn sword. East and west are motivated by the heart. Boy, you are here, but you have been blindly focusing on the horns of the horns all these years. Are you afraid of going astray? "

Cheng Qian bowed his head in silence, speechless for a moment.

All the lectures taught in the Lecture Hall are the recipes of Gongfa, and the head brother can't control him. No one has ever pointed out a clear way for him as an elder—even if someone has the intention, with his arrogant character, Not necessarily listening.

"It's going to run rampant and move your teeth and dance paws. Do you think you're a crab?" Wen Ya angered. "What use is there for the flat-shelled beast except that the meat is cooked?"

Cheng Qian could not help but bury his head lower, but when he heard that Wen Yazheng came here, he swallowed a clear spit—this predecessor's senior man should have talked alive!

Cheng Qian: "..."

Wen Ya's weird gaze toward Cheng Cheng immediately became embarrassed and angered: "What you look at is not all of you, making Lao Tzu a home that can't be returned, jerk, and nothing!"

Cheng Qian busy looked down and said, "Yes."

After a while, he couldn't help but look up and asked, "Senior, can I go?"

Wen Ya was stunned by him. He would finally be taught by Qian Qian's stubbornness, either in his realm or in his own sense of understanding. To this little cub, it seems to be all outside affairs. In his eyes, it is not comparable at all. Those of his fellow teachers and brothers had no hair.

Wen Ya said with a stern face: "The people in Xiuxian have gone through all kinds of hardships and thunder and thunder before they can find a trace of vitality in the gaps in the heavens. The relatives are indifferent, the friends are like water, they are always lonely, and they have to be quiet. How can I get on the avenue? "

Cheng Qian replied without hesitation: "What longevity does it take to live so miserably? To make it miserable longer? Seniors, my Master's way is not like this."

"You preach to me?" Wen Ya looked at him incredulously. "Just tell me about such a small thing ... well, what is your master's word?"

The real person from the solid wood seldom preaches deliberately. When Cheng Qian just said it, he regretted it a bit, and felt that he was too vocal. However, he was suddenly asked by Wen Ya, and his heart suddenly changed. Suddenly he was blessed and he said, "My master The cultivation is 'shunxin', 'freedom'-seniors, the boy is indifferent, but has been questioning for a long time, is it solitude to suffer for loneliness and longevity? "

Wen Ya asked him for a moment.

Cheng Qian was worried about Yan Zhengming and was too lazy to talk with him any more. He immediately fisted his fist and left the sword.

Wen Ya suddenly looked up again and called him: "Slow!"

After speaking, Wen Ya stared at Cheng Qian with a very complicated look for a while, and slowly said, "Even if you practice a sword overnight, you are only gaining a little bit. Is it possible that you still want to step into the sky in one step?" You can't fight Zhou Hanzheng, and come here, I'll give you something. "

Cheng Qian froze, and saw that Wen Ya suddenly and pointed to his brows, his expression was painful, but there was a word in his mouth, and gradually a group of blue light came out of his brows.

With the gradual overflow of green light, Wen Ya's face faded with the naked eye, showing a little bit of death.

Cheng Qian's personality is quite unique. He usually does not like to associate with people, and does not like to discuss with others when he is in trouble. He has never expected anyone to help him out, let alone such an obvious self-destructive help.

Although he didn't know what the group of glaucoma was, he also saw that Wen Ya's real person was in a bad condition, and he stopped quickly: "Senior Wen, you don't have to ..."

His voice faded, and only listening to the gentle and gentle whistle, he grasped the whole group of blue light in his hands, the light glowed, then dimmed again, and saw a piece of jade-like jade lying in Wen Ya's palm, whole body Translucent and very moist.

Wen Ya looked down intricately at the jade in her hand, and suddenly smiled: "I had no way to find immortals and ask for directions, and my qualifications were not good. Qinglong Island refused to accept it. Fortunately, a friend gave it to me. This is called 'Ju Ling Yu'. When it penetrates into a mortal body, it can directly skip the long process of bleed air into the body and directly enter Xianmen. However, it depends on the foreign objects to enter the path and the medicine poured out of the medicine. Because it ’s no different, Xiuwei always floats on the surface-it ’s not fun to practice in this way, just to deal with Zhou Han ’s use, I ’ll give it to you. ”

After speaking, he raised his hand unexpectedly, Cheng Qian couldn't wait to dodge, felt a breath of breath when his chest hit him, and blinked into his body.

Cheng Qian seemed to be poured into the cold water once, and a coolness poured from his head to his feet. The operation of Zhenyuan in the abdomen was immediately disrupted, and he was speechless for a moment.

Wen Yazheng looked at him for a moment and described it as distorted. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Rest assured, this thing is not harmful to you, but it is not useful in the short-term. This poly-spirit jade has been raised by me for many years. Properly, you can suppress Zhou Hanzheng's realm for a moment. Didn't you just say that you can't just fight? Since you can't go up, it's the same to suppress others. "

After that, he played another golden mantra in his hand. This time, the mantra did not enter Cheng Qian's eyebrows: "This is the method of urging, remember."

Cheng Qian was speechless for a long time, and Wen Ya saw that the air between his brows was gradually dissipating, knowing that the Ju Lingyu had been completely incorporated into his body, and nodded, "Okay, get out, don't die."

Cheng Qian can already condense the imperial sword. Ju Lingyu's intrusion into his body is just an ordinary magic weapon, but the gentle and real person is different. Even if Cheng Qian is no longer sensible, he can hear it at this time-this is Wen Ya The real thing is the foundation of all his cultivation.

Look at that gentle and real person again. Since taking out Ju Lingyu, his hair has been half white for an instant.

Heaven and man are not old, which is obviously his performance as a retreat.

"I ..." Cheng Qian didn't know what to say, "I can't want this, senior ... this ..."

"Shut up, foreign objects enter the road, tell me when I have a long face?" Wen Ya burst out. "If I were not chased by the dog mongrels all the way, hurting the foundation, I had to poke the little white face with my own hands-to you Just take it and get out! "

After finishing speaking, he shook his sleeves violently, and Sha Shuo on the island reef was lifted up by him, and flung Cheng Qian's face, then Wen Ya leaped, and plunged into the water. After Cheng sneaked past, he only Seeing a big fish-like spine flicker on the sea, it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Qian hastily over the Royal Sword, I do not know if it was the swordsmanship that benefited from the night before, or because he had more Juling Jade on his body, he walked with the Royal Sword, and was much more comfortable.

However, the real figure of Wen Ya was no longer found.

Cheng Qian glanced around for nowhere, and sighed secretly, keeping in mind the feelings of meeting the elders and seeing the elders' faces, and turned to seek them out.

Yan Zhengming's path was purely a house leak in the midnight rain.

After being flooded on the road, Yan Zhengming almost jumped down with Cheng Qian, but fortunately was held down by Li Yan and Han Yuan. The group walked forward in such a stricken and difficult place for a while, and the tape under their feet, as the host Tang Wanqiu said, didn't hold on for a long time and died, and they were forced to land on a deserted halfway.

The disappointed look of the elder brother was a bit scary, and it seemed to be losing heart, and Li Xuan had to persuade him: "Since Xiao Qian can already control the sword, will he still be drowned by the water? We are at this point Wait for him for the bonfire, and he will find the firework himself when he sees it. "

Yan Zhengming turned a deaf ear to his ears. Ever since he lost Cheng Qian, he has been restless at all times.

He looked at it from a distance and suddenly stood up and said, "The sea has calmed down, you stay, I'll go to him."

For a while, Li Yan was so anxious that he was too busy to stop, but it was too late to compile the forthcoming objection. Someone had stopped Yan Zhengming on his behalf. When Li Yan landed, he put a potion point on the deserted island early. At the moment, he has improved the water, which has been improved for a long time, and he can also exchange information. The layout of these things was originally waiting for Cheng Qian. I did not expect to discover Zhou Hanzheng by accident first.

Unlike their frightening escape, although Zhou Hanzheng was also fleeing, he escaped with satisfaction. The spirited appearance did not see how he felt that most of his men had been folded on Qinglong Island.

But even if there were only two or three masked people around the surnamed Zhou, a single Zhou Hanzheng was not able to deal with them.

Even more unfortunately, Zhou Han was very cautious. As soon as he stepped on the island with his feet, he immediately found the things that Li Zhi put on the shore.

"It's done," Han Yuan watched carefully through his eyes, and whispered, "He might find someone on the island."

"It's okay," Yan Zhengming had to suppress the heart of thinking about going out to find Cheng Qian immediately. "The cheap / people are afraid of death. This will make him brighter and darker. He will only be more frightened than us. He can't figure out our routine-Li Yan, don't stop the formation, continue to do it! "

Li Yan gritted his teeth and was busy burying his first hand. That was what he saw from a partial miscellaneous book. The stone branches and the corresponding spells could be used to create a psychedelic state. I don't know if he could trap Zhou Hanzheng. How long, but always delayed for a while.

The small island is not very big. Zhou Han could have swiped directly with divine knowledge, but this person did, as Yan Zhengming said, be cautious, and did not dare to act lightly at first, even if Li Zhi's foolish psychedelic state played a role. This is the way for the two sides. On this island, you have come and gone to test each other. 2k novel reading network