MTL - Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect-Chapter 79

You Liang was stunned. He had lived so big and had never seen this kind of moral sword repair ... but this man cultivated it but was the most powerful one he had ever seen. Greatly educated-is it true that any sword repair "forging the body and denying oneself" is wrong?

For a moment, he felt that the sword in his hand was not sacred.

Yan Zhengming's remarks were not polite, and he also lacked Wu Changtian's profound skills in raising qi, and did not have general knowledge with him.

Wu Changtian calmly found two small one-inch long seals from his arms. The printed stones seemed to be some years old. One of them was made of snow-white hibiscus stones. At first glance, white jade looks clean and transparent. A black body with a black body and an auspicious auspicious tail carved on it. You don't need to look at the seal's handwriting to know where it came from-the Arctic Xuanwutang.

Yan Zhengming raised an eyebrow and did not reach out. He just moved his mouth and said, "What is this?"

"This is the owner of Baihu Mountain Villa, and two seniors of Xuanwu Tangtang asked me to give it to Yan," said Wu Changtian. "You know it when you see it."

I'm afraid this private seal contains nothing else, or the other two secret keys in the ground lock. Yan Zhengming can guess without looking.

He put the tea cup aside, and Pi Xiaorou said without a smile: "Then you are tempting? You ’re welcome, this thing is in the hands of the Four Saints, and it is now just the owner. Who would dare not give it if I reached out? "

Yan ’s eyes do n’t necessarily speak, but he must be very cursing. With a glance at his eyes, he clearly understands what he means—Which one wants your dog to take a mouse and be bothersome?

In today's world, even if the Four Holy Types are declining, who dares not to take them so seriously?

But this person dared to kill his elders in front of Xu Xu-Wu Changtian smiled bitterly, and felt that dealing with such people was more trouble than facing those treacherous and cunning.

"You ..." You Liang burst into desire and was pressed back into place by Wu Changtian.

"Dare, Yan's head is heavy," Wu Changtian said in a near-whispered voice, "I just brought things by the way, and didn't dare to do merit. Talking to people like Yan's" benefit "is not insulting your character? "

Yan Zhengming's big-tail wolf didn't answer the same. In this respect, Master Wu finally got two or five eyes. Yan head has been a "money-hunter" for many years. There is no "morality" at all. Very Others are welcome to bring him such an insult.

Yan Zhengming picked up the basalt seal and played with it for a moment. At the bottom, the words "Xu Xu's Private Seal" were engraved. He asked, "Yes, what's your name?"

You Liang's face was all green, but Wu Changtian replied very well: "Under the last name Wu, Shangchangxiatian."

"Oh, Wu Daoyou," Yan Zhengming raised his eyelid and glanced at him, and said suddenly, "Yes, I have one thing that has been confused for many years, and I also asked Wu Daoyou to confuse me-you say Gu Yanxue For the sake of publicity, lest others can't take advantage of himself, why should Zhou Han set up a poison plan to kill him? "

The battle of Qinglong Island seemed to be Bai Yan and Tang Yao cooperating to persecute Gu Yanxue. Zhou Han was in the pose with his man in black to stir up the flames, but later he thought about it, and the shadow of Tian Yan Chu was everywhere. The person who draws the soul is exactly Zhou Hanzheng's handwriting.

You Liang looked puzzled, and didn't seem to understand what he was talking about.

Wu Changtian's back stiffened, his cheeks tightened for a moment.

Yan Zhengming glanced at him with a smile, and flicked his fingertips on the printed stone to make a sound. He looked at his hand over and over again. He might feel that he still lacked a finger of jewellery and jade, on his thumb. After a few strokes, I casually said, "Of course, if there is any secret in the court, I don't have to say it. I'm almost confused for more than a hundred years. Your emperor has changed a few, or is that family? "

When Yan Zhengming thought that Wu Changtian would not say anything, he suddenly said: "Gu Yanxue was a killing order signed by the head of Tian Yan personally under the auspices of Zhou Hanzheng."

Yan Zhengming made a move: "Oh? Isn't Zhou Han always known as Qinglong Island? He has never felt the graciousness of the innocent island owner?"

Wu Changtian: "It is precisely because he has done this left-hand protection, that it is clear that the Scripture Hall is like a day, and the influence on the monks in the world has exceeded control."

How many people in this world can have the opportunity to join those famous decent?

When I was in Kyushu, I could say that the monks who came from martial arts were rare, and most of the people who took this path were struggling with their own problems. For those mortals who have just entered the field and are unable to enter the door, they have convictions, but there is no door to worship. The lecture hall of Qinglong Island is the only hope.

"Gu Yanxue is the head of the Four Saints. His reputation has reached the extreme. Most people in the practice have no relatives and no relatives. The word" teacher "is second only to heaven and earth, and you know what the four words" 天下 座 师 "mean. Wu Changtian said with a long sigh when he came here, his eyebrows were downcast, and a moment of uncomfortable compassion was revealed. "As long as he cares for someone to raise his arm, those monks who have received the grace of the lecture hall We can flatten the world for him-this is too dangerous, strict head, as long as he has a little heart to enter the camp, it is the true **** on earth, who can let him live? "

Yan Zhengming stared at him silently, Wu Changtian stared back without hesitation, and at the same time said frankly: "Zhang Yanmen will ask such a question. There must be one thing you don't know. Since I dare to talk In this regard, the secretiveness is not interesting, but fortunately, it is said well-the original lecture hall was called 'foot foot hall'. Founded in one hand. "

As soon as this remark was made, there was silence in the room.

Yan Zhengming's arrogant and compelling little movements all stopped, and the puddle in the corner opened his eyes for a moment, and even Li Yan and Cheng Qian were surprised by the screen.

Cheng Qian immediately remembered the Ji Qianli he saw on Suoxiantai. That old thing was talking crazy, but it turned out to be meaningful.

A sense of Morin's killing from Jian Xiu shrouded the outside world. Yan Zhengming's Xiu Xiu entered the sheath stage and was no longer sharp, but also made people more and more out of breath, covering Wu Changtian's head.

Wu Changtian didn't move, Wu Zi said, "It's Tong Ru, you haven't heard it wrong-everyone in the world thinks that the opening of the Three Realms' Secret Realm is purely accidental. In fact, it's not the secret key of Secret Realm opening, which is the inheritance of my Tian Yan. As long as one's heart is not completely lacking in desire and desire, he cannot be detached. After Tong Ru out of the mysterious realm, he went out of his way, disregarding the Four Saints' persuasion, and threw the head seal to his disciples. The eight thousand steps of the unregrettable platform have brought all their thoughts into stone. "

Yan Zhengming ’s fingers “giggle” for a while. If it was n’t for the ground lock secrets in Yinshi, he would have been crushed by his wrong hands. He sneered, “It ’s impossible to accumulate morals in this world. Someone? "

Wu Changtian said flatly, "What can't be tolerated are those who have the ability to call the wind and rain, and want to intervene in everything. Yan is in charge, you know that the monk is also a human, even if Xu Yingzhi, who had repaired Suzakuta for a lifetime ... he didn't A private affair? The world is a bowl of water, which can be undulating and turbulent, but it can't be dumped somewhere. Either mortal or monk, only lasts if it is not leveled.

He said, pushing the tea cup in his hand to one side, and a cup of tea was immediately spilled out. Wu Changtian stretched out a finger and gently drew a trick. The sprinkled water condensed into a stream and turned into a stream in the air. The water wheel returned to the tea cup, and remained stagnant.

You Liang was shocked and said, "Brother!"

"This is Tian Yan, and we are the only hand that can handle the world." Wu Changtian rolled his sleeves, and then laughed at himself, saying, "Tian Yan's secret spread to EMI, the leaker died, and never imagined that this matter was actually from What I said out of the mouth ... Okay, Xiaoliang, Tianyan hasn't been a bunch of running dogs for a long time now, so why not say it? "

Yan Jian's sword sword is more profitable than his sorrowful temper. When he is interested, I am afraid that the clay figurine is hard to be angry. However, no matter how he speaks, Wu Changtian's kind face is not a trace. Change, as if he were a clay figure, but at this moment, he uttered a very bitter speech with a gentle temperature, and finally the kindness of the indifferent expression flashed across his gentle face.

Wu Changtian did not hesitate to contend with ugly faces, and the old monk stated generally: "The more obsessed a person is, the higher he is and the faster he is, the more dangerous he is, the more dangerous he is. The heart demon stone made a wish, but the heart devil stone asked him to fill it with human life. Even if the child was a famous man, even if he went into the devil, why would he want to kill innocent people? Then he went to those evil heads to sacrifice the stone-- It is because of this that he inadvertently wins the position of King Beiming. "

"It's a pity ..." Wu Changtian smiled oddly, and he didn't need to say the following words, Yan Zhengming also understood.

If Mo Xiu wants to become a avenue, he can't get blood on it for a lifetime, he won't be able to wash it with a drop of it, and he will be ridden with sin. Anyone who is clear will drag him into the infinite killing road. This is common knowledge that everyone knows.

"Tong Ru fell into the killing path. Countless innocent monks and mortals died in his hands. The Four Saints had no choice but to come forward and work together to deal with their former best friends." Wu Changtian said here, exhaling slowly, "But that Tong Ru ... Tianzhuang Wizards, really Tianzhuang Wizards, did not show defeat under the cooperation of the Four Saints, the battle was really ... Later, Xu Yingzhi introduced Tongru into the Valley of Worry at the cost of his life. It is a dead land of human beings. When you enter here, you will be divided between good and evil, sins will be clear, and all your life will be finished. As a child, she will be killed by the valley, and she will be buried here. "

His description in three words was terrifying in his ears.

Wu Changtian smiled and shook his head: "I just didn't expect Gu Yanxue to go through this battle, but he didn't remember it. He changed the name of the foot hall to the lecture hall and moved back to Qinglong Island. The blood of the Fuyao faction will not be interrupted. Many disciples in your school must still be practicing in the wind and rain in Fuyao Mountain at this time. Although they may not have the current achievements, they did not need to be sent to Qinglong Island. If you plant your soul deliberately, the disaster of the dragon will not happen today.

Wu Changtian snatched Yan Zhengming's words, and Yan's head was speechless for a moment.

Wu Changtian: "There is one more thing to bring to the head of Yan."

Then, he took out an unopened scroll from his arms, held his hands in front of Yan Zhengming, and said, "Yan head, please see."

As soon as the scroll opened, Yan Zhengming suddenly felt something wrong. He heard a buzz in his ears, and the quiet head of his chest began to feel hot, as if there was some resonance with this unknown scroll. Inside, a star-studded skylock appeared in front of him, all the slowly flowing stars turned wildly, forming a spectacular vortex.

The atmosphere from Fuyaoshan spread, and the scroll slowly opened. I saw the first name of the Fuyao ancestors in the past. What was repaired later? The densely-grained land was one foot long, and there was a silver pattern on the bottom of the section. Yan Zhengming never saw the above text, but knew exactly what it was.

He involuntarily blurted: "Remove the magic mark ..."

At this moment, a sword lightly broke the silence in the room. The beam of the beam felt cold all over him, and he instinctively lifted the sword to block it, but the sword in his hand was stagnant, as if trapped in an invisible snow and ice. Resistance Everywhere, in a blink of an eye, he was frozen by the cold iron. As a monk, he couldn't even raise his arms.

One sword is suppressed!

As soon as Cheng Qian noticed that it was wrong, he flew out of the screen immediately. A sword was placed on the neck of the beam. At the same time, Frost Blade's scabbard fiercely resisted Wu Changtian's heart. This person locked firmly and forcibly broke the resonance between the scroll and the head seal.

You Liang's hand trembled under the frost blade, Cheng Qian's eyes were cold like Mingming Valley Ice Pool: "Dare you dare to go to Fuyao Mountain Villa to find death?"

Yan Zhengming closed the scroll with a slam, his face was cloudy, and he whispered to him: "Little dive."

Cheng Qian's intention to kill slightly converged, and glanced at him.

Yan Zhengming: "Let him go first."

Cheng Qian then hummed reluctantly and retracted the fierce sword.

Wu Changtian took a deep breath and turned the body's true elements calmly. Only two weeks later did the coldness in the hind heart be turned away. He turned around and stroked a hand without humbleness: "Cheng Zhenren practiced for only a hundred years. This practice is really convincing. "

Cheng Qian played a black face from the beginning, and said immediately: "Sorry not to dare to take it. It is enough to kill you anyway."

Wu Changtian: "Cheng Zhenren misunderstood. Wu was just returning to the original owner. The name of this thing is" except the magic roll ". It is the old one. There are thirty-three vows. It was entered into by my ancestors with your nobles. It's true, and Yan's head must have known it at this time. "

Cheng Qian frowned.

Wu Changtian went on to say: "Of course, Fuyao Mountain was closed by the closure of the mountain. The head of the people set up another Fuyao Mountain Villa. Strictly speaking ... it is not necessarily bound by the old Fuyao vow. How many innocent lives will be filled in the battle of immortals? "

Cheng Qian looked cold, and when he was about to say something, Yan Zhengming interrupted him: "There is only one demon seal in the vow, but we have not said that we must obey your mission, nor did we say that we cannot treat Tian Yan Runaways everywhere. "

Wu Changtian said: "Don't dare. It is precisely that if Wu has offended, he will handle it with strict control."

Yan Zhengming raised a brow slightly: "Master Wu is really unselfish. I don't know how many people you have signed such an oath scroll?"

Wu Changtian laughed and said nothing, it seemed that he did not intend to say anything.

Yan Zhengming waved his hand: "Hantan, drop off."

Wu Changtian pulled an invitation from his arms, which table was placed next to him, and on the week of worship again, he lowered his eyebrows and said to the puddle, "Don't dare to work, stay."

When the two men left, Li Yan came in from behind the screen and asked, "What's going on?"

He said, reaching out to shake off the scrolls on the desk case, his nose was almost poking on the paper, staring at the last weird looking demon seal, and asking: "This is really ..."

Cheng Qian: "Which generation of unscrupulous oath did this Rush son promise? What does it have to do with us? It's a fire."

"It can't be burned, and the oath is attached to the head seal." Yan Zhengming's face was slightly dignified. "If I don't recognize it, I don't know the head seal. From then on, the consciousness will be erased from the head seal ..."

Yan Zhengming's fingers lightly tapped at the end of the scroll. As the head of the last generation, his name was suddenly listed above: "It's equivalent to betraying the martial arts on his own."

Li Xun's wicked thoughts turned quickly, and when he heard the words, he said, "What's the matter, 'Let's put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground and become a Buddha?' , Burn this vow, and recognize it again? "

Yan Zhengming glanced at him angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, your careful eyes never make it right!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the huge sky lock in the head seal was projected in the hall like a star hourglass, and the tail of the hourglass was pointing at the scroll.

"If we all defect to Fuyao, the inheritance of the Fuyao faction will be cut off, and the seal of the head will inevitably self-destruct. At that time, Fuyao Mountain will not be born again. Are you going to hang on the grave of Master?"