MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 71

In the Central Plains there are fairy mountains, towering into the clouds, peaks covered with snow, mountains and trees Tsinghua, half-mountainside * casually, and suddenly, people walking to them, within a few steps, can see spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This mountain is called "Shishu Mountain", one more state than Kyushu. Although it is in the world, it is not like the world.

The folk also said that "the world is very magnificent, and eight points are in the ten states."

The crown of Shizhou Mountain is the best in the world, Zhong Lingyuxiu, but unfortunately it is a huge suction pool. The surrounding landscape is continuously drawn into the mountains, and there is no leakage of it. Keep snatching air. It is precisely because of this that Shizhou Mountain has always been ownerless. Later, a few powerful people joined forces to set up a "Lock Xiantai" on the top of the mountain, adding countless prohibitions, and specifically detaining all kinds of extremely vicious people.

There are thirty-six trapped dragon locks on the Suixiantai. Even if the Sect of Ten Thousand Demon is bound, it is difficult to fly.

From here on, there have been countless killings of the Devil. The ferocious qi has been scattered all year round, and there always seems to be a layer of unclean blood around him. It is not far and close to the surroundings, like those who have died in the past, Or the souls who died injustice could not linger for a long time, and looked at the past earthly in distant silence.

When Cheng Qian woke up, he didn't know how long it had been before. He only felt the pain in the back of a needle, and at first he almost couldn't get up.

Xiu has reached such a point that he hasn't felt the pain of the flesh and wound for a long time. Cheng Qian took a deep breath and worked a little. He found that he was not locked in his hands and feet. He could even walk in the trapped dragon lock. Yuan Quan is trapped in the sea of ​​air, and his body is as heavy as a mortal.

Frostblade sword has naturally been taken away, Cheng Qian is now unarmed and without the power of chickens.

He didn't panic. He calmly calmed down for a while and started to look around. He saw that the place was an empty hall, the four doors were closed, and people were in it. They could be issued by the 36 trapped dragons. The shimmering light sees the murals of the demon monsters and demon monsters in the surrounding area, which is very gloomy, much like the legendary Suo Xiantai.

The waist was still sore by the worm's secret calculation, Cheng Qian saw his blood on his chest as soon as he lowered his head. He untied his clothes and didn't know how long it had been.

In fact, Cheng Qian knew that if it was n’t for the old man's tie, he would definitely not be able to fight the old thing, but the elder of the grand Xuanwutang actually dropped his face and attacked a junior after accidentally losing it. Dare to confront each other again, making Cheng Qian feel sad and ridiculous.

Some people have been living in high places for a long time, and they have put themselves on the shelf, and they can't tolerate a little downhill. Over time, I am afraid that they will scare their stomachs alive.

It's just that Cheng Qian doesn't understand why the old thing still tied itself to the so-called "Lock Xiantai" for thousands of miles. Wouldn't it be clean to kill it directly?

After pondering for a while, he couldn't understand it, so he simply put aside.

Anyway, the visitor is not good.

Cheng Qian wasn't afraid to be locked up here-he didn't care if he wanted to kill or slap him, but only worried about his master. On that day, Cheng Cheng of Li Long's words listened in, and kept remembering that the sword demon was originally dangerous, and he couldn't imagine the feeling that the master felt the broken charm and could not find him again.

So Cheng Qian dispelled the distractions, sat down with all his heart, worked hard to mobilize his internal interest, and repeatedly defeated the whole body's restraint.

Just when he was on the stump of the dead dragon with your dead and alive, he suddenly heard someone say, "Hey, young man, don't work hard, if I were you, lie down and sleep well now."

Cheng Qian turned around with some difficulty, seeing that there was a person standing ten feet away from him, and he didn't know how he came in, and was walking around the sleepy lock with boredom. The man was dry, not tall, and a little bent and humpbacked, and looked very insignificant. His beard and stains on his face could not be distinguished from each other, but his eyes were as clean as chickens.

Although Cheng Qian himself did not particularly like cleanliness, he was still shocked by this monk's puppet--he hadn't seen a monk who made himself so dirty for many years.

This man was wearing a ragged shirt, and kept scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks. When he looked at him, he felt itchy all over ... If a monk has lice on his body, it must be lice essence?

The man looked like a giant monkey next to the sleepy dragon lock, looked at Cheng Qian with a smile, and said with a deep voice, "I don't want to sleep? Let's chat with each other-boy, you Fuyao faction is left How many people? "

Cheng Qian froze. Although this man looked insane, he could go in and out at will in such a heavily guarded place, but he broke his origin in one mouth, which is by no means simple.

He hesitated, and asked cautiously, "I don't know what the senior is calling?"

"Well, don't call them seniors, don't like to listen. Don't the Fuyao people all resemble wild monkeys in the mountains, haven't they been big or small?" The man waved his hand and replied, "Don't fake with me. You're welcome, my name is Ji Qianli. "

Cheng Qian saw his squat squat, and felt that this group of monkeys was treated unjustly.

And the name "thousands of miles" really doesn't feel like the real name when you hear it.

The monk who claimed to be Ji Qianli grinned at him, revealing his white teeth: "I heard that you made Yang Decheng's old ghost so full of teeth that he was ashamed to anger? Very prodigal boy!"

Cheng Qian said inexplicably: "Who is Yang Decheng?"

Ji Qianli: "Ji Xuyang's big thug, the old ghost has been so arrogant all these years, and someone should really clean up and clean him up-alas, he was n’t like this when he was young, the older he is, the less things, they are called Fei Shengli . "

This person's words seemed to be familiar with Xuanwutang. Cheng Qian couldn't help but take some precautions and said indifferently, "Can a person who is soared into a **** by a soaring zone, can it be a sage gentleman?"

Ji Qianli grabbed the back of his neck and waved his hand in a little embarrassment: "You're still young, this thing doesn't make sense to you."

Cheng Qian, with five hearts in his heart, persevered with the trapped true yuan to impose his restraint on the whole body, and said eagerly: "If mortals live to my age, they will also have the same family."

Ji Qianli laughed: "You have extraordinary qualifications, and you have never married a daughter-in-law or a disciple. You will still be a young man even if you live a thousand years. In such a day, you will find that Everyone in the world, men, women, and children, respectfully calls you seniors. The monks running around in front of the sword are called ancestors. Everyone else thinks your cultivation is unattainable, but you know that you are becoming more and more unable. Soaring farther and farther ... that's how old it is. "

Cheng Qian froze for a moment, turning his head to meet the old lunatic's eyes.

Then he realized that the old lunatic's eyes were extremely dark, like the bottomless abyss of Fuyao Houshan.

"We are different from mortals," said Ji Qianli, "everyone knows that he is going to die from birth. For one hundred and eighty years, the poor and the rich, the good and the bad, all have the same goal, even if the heart floats farther away. , There is always such a destination. "

Cheng Qian couldn't help but said, "Can death be the end?"

Ji Qianli laughed and danced, "You doll ... you talk about it, if there is no death in this world, what else can we count? But we don't even have this destination, what is the avenue? Like a radish hanging in front of a donkey's face, we chase and chase every day. The more powerful you are, the higher your level, you will find yourself farther away from that radish, and you will be called for a lifetime by the mortal. Become a dust like mortals, and let the grass grow on the head of the grave ... Well, does the thousand-year search become a joke? "

Ji Qianli said here, and the smile on his face suddenly became cold. He sighed: "Either Yang Decheng, Bai Ye, or Tang Yao ... When I knew these people, they were just as young and determined. Do something and do nothing, just like you are now. "

What's that pair of Bai Yan and Tang Yao?

Cheng Qian heard it, his cheeks were tight, and he asked bluntly, "Senior, is this lifting me up?"

Ji Qianli shook his head, his voice lowered: "Hundred years ago, Tang Yao and Bai Yan joined forces to kill Gu Yanxue, and less than five years later, that Bai Yan died in exhaustion, and the owner of the westward palace died. Shifa looks like dead ashes, looks like withered, has a stinky body, and can't say words. Most of the monks don't stick to dirt, they're used to clean, and no one likes to approach. As for Tang Yao ... "

"They have always been indifferent to Mulanshan. Only the struggle for power and seizure has been very lively. Thirty years ago Mulanshan changed into a magical night. Tang Yao was placed under house arrest in Houshan by his parents and teachers. The year has disappeared, and it should be dead if you want to come. "

"It's just a hundred years ..." Ji Qianli stretched his arms long, and sighed, "I am also the hero of the world, and now I'm in peace?"

Cheng Qiansi never had excess sympathy. After listening to it, he remained unmoved, and said coldly, "You deserve it, you deserve it."

"Deserved deserved ..." Ji Qianli read it again, shaking his head, "You young people always look at yourself very high, but whoever can reach this step of power, which one is not determined to be different from ordinary people? But ... That's it. "

After the old man named Huazi said, he jumped up from the ground, and said to Cheng Qian: "I'm about to come. I have to go. You don't have to worry about it. Now that you're in Suoxiantai, someone will take you out."

Who?

Cheng Qian's first reaction was his brothers. Perhaps passers-by like Zhuang Nanxi would also say a few words for him. In addition to that ... who else would want to save him?

Before he had time to ask, Ji Qianli suddenly changed his face again, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know if you are intentional or bad luck, but your head is too exposed, 'they' even It may not be a good intention to save you ... boy, remember, if you want to live a long time, you need some means, but you ca n’t have too many means. If you don't want to follow in the footsteps of Yanxue Liu, you should have a good eye. "

Cheng Qian busy said: "Wait ... senior!"

Ji Qianli turned a deaf ear and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

This man behaves upside down, but his words seem to be meaningless. Cheng Qian's brows are gradually tightening-what is called "Tong Ru, Gu Yanxue's front car lesson"?

Could it be that the ancestor became enchanted, and what is the connection between the death of Gu Dazhu?

He hadn't figured out why, the door of the square of the hall suddenly "popped" and was pushed open together, and the sudden influx of skylight stabbed Cheng Qian for a moment. A large number of people who knew and did not know walked in meteorically, and the battle was very large.

Xuanwutang's head is not the elder Yang Decheng, but a middle-aged monk with a Chinese character and a thick eyebrow. Cheng Qian guessed at first glance that this person was probably Xuanwutang's master Xu Xu.

At the other end, Zhuang Nanxi followed a dignified middle-aged person in a hurry and walked in black and white with the Xuanwu Tang people, faintly showing a court resistance. Among this group of people, Cheng Qian saw a few Zhang Yanshu's face—the disciples of Baihu Shanzhuang that he fished out of Zhaoyang Magic City that day.

Zhuang Nanxi glanced at Cheng Qian from a distance, which seemed to reassure him.

In addition to these two factions, there are still a lot of scattered monks who have come together for fun, even Tang Yuan, who has already traveled far away, is among them.

In front of everyone's eyes, Cheng Qianduan sat on the lock Xiantai, and suddenly felt a little strange honor in his heart. On the Qinglong Island, he was still a small casual repairman, and he had not been absorbed. He would fight with people by brute force. Watching the fighting methods of the mighty men on the island, they were not qualified to speak. They could only hide like fragile eggs under a nest.

Now it is only a hundred years, he He Dehe can actually enjoy the treatment of the island owner.

Yang Decheng seemed to be speaking, but the monk with the Chinese character next to his face raised his hand to stop his voice.

The man took the lead and said, "I'm Xuanwutang master Xu Xu. This Taoist, my elder Yang said that you use special techniques to conceal cultivation practices. You are really a magic cultivation, and it also killed my baby's life. Originally, the hatred of killing the child was not shared, but Zhuang Xian's nephew of Baihu Mountain Villa tried to defend it for you. Although the old man was unbearable, but he did not want to hurt the innocent, so he locked you in Sendai. In front of a world-renowned celebrity, I am here to ask you, what exactly is the dragon in the South Xinjiang with you, did my daughter-in-law Xiaohui die in your hands? "

Xun Xu was ranked among the four saints, and he was indeed more human-like than the elders under his door. Even though his eyes were red due to the pain of the bereavement, he did not lose his state.

Cheng Qian glanced at the gloomy Yang Decheng, and replied: "I have already made clear the context, but the elders of the noble faction are very interesting. He seems to think that the people in the world who are higher than him are all magic Taoists. I am curious. Now, church owner, I wonder who is better with your elders? "

Yang Decheng gritted his teeth and said, "The host doesn't listen to him, this little animal has a sharp tooth."

For Cheng Qian, a junior who hit his face in public, Yang Decheng actually killed him on the spot, turning back to push Xiao Xiaohui's pouch and rice bag on his head, a hundred.

But it never happened that Zhuang Nanxi interrupted the game with a horizontal bar, and the boy sent a letter to the disciples of the surrounding Baihu Villa while they were fighting fiercely. In a flash, a group of disciples in the surrounding village-- Among them was an elder from Baihu Mountain Village who heard the news.

If it ’s just an “unknown retreat”, then it ’s a matter of life or death, of course, but he handles it freely, but Baihu Shanzhuang is a world friend, it is really inconvenient to tear his face in public, and a large group of Baihu Shanzhuang disciples rescued by Cheng Qianshun do their best to mediate among them. Complicated the matter more and more, this has been troubled to lock Sendai, the current group of headed and faced monks have been recruited.

Xu Xu looked still and asked, "Since Taoists deny that he is a Taoist, then dare to ask the teacher."

The Fuyao faction has always been a lawsuit. Of course, Cheng Qian couldn't get out of the school, and then he replied, "It's just an anonymous repair."

Yang Decheng said angrily: "Fart!"

Xun Xu frowned: "I'm so close to each other, why do Tao friends not cooperate again and again? So where did you get the valve? Is it natural?"

Cheng Qian put his hands on his knees with a smile, and said with a smile: "Qinglong Island Lecture Hall-If you ask again, I can also tell you that Bai Ye and Tang Yao were forced to kill the owner of Qinglong Island because of a" no need " At the time, I was on the scene, times changed, and stars changed. Now this old dog owned by the island is as powerful as it was then. "

Once this statement was made, there was a sudden uproar at the scene. There have been many opinions about the change of Qinglong Island. No one can figure out whether Gu Yanxue died unjustly or deserved the crime, but he and Fu Xu belonged to the Four Holy Communities. On this occasion, Cheng Qian said something. Come out, it seems extremely delicate.

Someone in the Xuanwu Church roared: "Excessive!"

Zhuang Nanxi said busyly: "The people do have masters. Even if the predecessor is from Qinglong Island, what if the master of Qinglong Island went into the devil? Can it be concluded? Furthermore, based on the age of this senior, Gu Island's owner fell He didn't necessarily get into the air at that time. Didn't Elder Yang feel too hasty? "

Yang Decheng sneered: "Nie Zhuang Xian, but a little favor and small favor, have you been blinded by him? Maybe you are trapped in Zhaoyang City, it is his conspiracy!"

Tang Zhe, who has been watching from the wall, said lazily: "He entered Zhaoyang City to find things for me, but it was not easy to save people, what a conspiracy ... Some people don't be too affectionate."

Yang Zhengde glanced back and stared at Tang Yan fiercely: "What are you?

Tang Yan looked at him expressionlessly for a moment, and said, "Anonymous little pawn, but this elder Yang, I see your Yintang is dark, and the eyebrows have dark red lines, like a dark demon, and it is not easy to practice. I advise you Fewer incidents, pay more attention to your health. "

Yang Decheng: "You ..."

He just said a word, that Tang Yan, who was like a sick man, had taken the lead to cover his chest and coughed, and Liurou was helping him to pat him on the back, like this frail monk. The next moment, Elder Yang, who was about to be bullied by the war, was scared to death.

Wu Xu frowned and said, "Decheng, don't care about juniors."

Yang Decheng was forced to withdraw his gaze, and resentment still appeared on his face. He immediately gave Xuanwutang disciples behind him a look. Suddenly, a disciple who could hold stink feet would understand and said for him: "The master, the disciple knows a kind of Method, even the hidden blood in the magic can be distinguished. "

Zhuang Nanxi looked at the elders of the Baihu Mountain Villa around him, and they both had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the disciple then said: "Gongfa can be disguised, and the Yuanshen released can also be disguised, but you only need to dissect its inner government, and see the origin of the Yuanshen, which is a devil and a demon, and it must be clear at a glance."

The words did not end, the elder Baihushanzhuang had already said, "It's ridiculous! Why don't you cut open his chest and see if the heart on the chest is black or red? You do n’t care if the disciples in your school are so speechless. What? "

Xu Xu reached out and frowned.

Yang Decheng robbed Bai Dao: "It just opened the inner government and did not hurt his life. With so many friends on Xiandai, would it be possible for anyone to do small moves? If he is really not a demon, I will naturally give you the elixir. , He will be able to jump back and forth in a moment! "

Yang Decheng may be narrow-minded or self-deceiving. Anyway, he really didn't deliberately frame Cheng Qian, but he believed that Cheng Qian was indeed a devil. This remark was very straightforward: "Don't he dare?"

Zhuang Nanxi: "Church Master, Suo Xiantai has never had such a thing. I never believe that Senior Cheng is involved with Mo Xiu. It is really to inspect the inner government, and it is impossible to detect anything. It ’s good to say that it ’s uncomfortable. Xuanwutang is ashamed. "

The disciple Xuanwutang disciple said, "You can rest assured, I am Xuanwutang. If you are wrong, you must be guilty of guilt and give the world an account!"

Elder Baihu Shanzhuang said unbearably, "The Lord of the Church ..."

Yang Decheng forcibly interrupted him: "Dare to be guilty!"

Cheng Qian: "..."

One of his bitter masters hadn't expressed his position yet, but the two sides were confronted with each other.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside the locket hall of Xianxiantai: "Conscience? I'd like to see, who dares to hurt him!"

The words didn't fall, one person carried a sword, and broke in alone, in a grand place. Before the people arrived, an aggressive sword had swept the hall.

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