One inch loyalty

Chapter 20

The long leaves tightly looped around the gap between his knuckles.

He thought that he didn't praise enough, so he smiled lowly and said: "I really think it's great. You and I have a very long journey of cultivation, and it will definitely be useful."

Feiguang gasped for breath, and when he heard this, his heart became more and more joyful, so he replied word by word, solemnly and solemnly: "You can use it now. Aren't you...afraid."

When the words fell, the long bamboo slips on the couch had already emitted a faint light, the faint light became stronger from weak to strong, and the vast soup splashed, filling the room in an instant——

In Feiguang's eyes, it saw some phantoms emerging from the light.

It saw the Wanxia Mountain, with its rolling mountains, abundant peaks and lush vegetation, lakes and waterfalls all over the place, and the aura of the water is thick and ready to drip.

But Yu Yan's clothes were torn, and he was wandering at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back, chanting a low-pitched ditty.

When I listened to it, what I sang was—"When the autumn is cloudy and the sky is getting darker, the courtyard becomes desolate. Listen to the cold sound, and there are no shadows of wild geese in the depths of the clouds."

"Deeper people go to silence, but the wall is illuminated by a single lamp, and the wine is already awake..."

Feiguang heard this intermittently, and couldn't help opening his mouth to ask: Why don't you sing that Que "Bitter Days are Short" and stop compiling nonsense about "thousands of poems and books will hurt my freedom"?

But as soon as he thought about it, he saw in the ethereal image, Yu Yan was facing the direction of the top of the mountain, hesitatingly raised his hand, as if planning to reach for something.

In the next moment, the man was shocked back a few steps by a layer of exorcism blue light shrouded in the mountains, and even his figure dimmed a little.

Fei Guang was stunned for a moment, and then realized a little bit.

During the period of time to come that I figured out, was his family, Yu Yan, already dead?

40

Just when Fei Guang's soul was trembling and his spiritual power was disappearing, on the other side of Yu Xianchang, he could only see that the scroll of bamboo slips was still radiant at one moment, making it look jade-colored; Dark, like the wind blowing a candle.

He held his breath and waited at the side, distracted, glanced from the corner of the eye, boiled half a cup of tea, finally out of curiosity, bent his smiling eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Why is it so long, have you already figured it out? What have you counted?"

As soon as Yu Yan's words fell, the thin claws hooked on his fingers loosened, and the long slips on the couch disappeared, and then a ball of fluffy things crawled out from under the quilt. , his eyes were moist like tears, and his tender beak opened and closed, as if silently calling him—"Yu Yan".

Then, the little fluffy bird closed its eyes and sat down on the quilt. It seemed that it was anxious and tired, and fainted for a while.

Only then did Yu Xianzhang vaguely glimpse a silhouette, and the worries in his heart dissipated. He felt a sense of love, and hurriedly turned his back, muttering incessantly: "See no evil, see no evil."

His heart was beating wildly for a long time, his head was a little more clear-headed, he lowered his head, wiped off the hot sweat in his hands a few times, and waited until his hands were no longer scorching hot, he dared to touch them with his backhand, and gently stuck them there. On fine down feathers.

In the palm, Fei Guang trembled slightly, and with every breath, his chest rose and fell.

Yu Yan counted its heart sounds, his heart settled down, and he couldn't help laughing and asked, "Fei Guang, are you tired?"

"Why, are you too tired to fall asleep?"

"Then I turned around, I know you don't want to... Fei Guang, I swear I won't look at it."

Yu Yan called for a while on his own, but seeing that there was no one to talk to, he closed his eyes tightly according to his words, turned around and groped to get on the bed, pulled up the brocade quilt in an orderly manner, and picked up the ball of soft fluff with both hands , Put it in your hot heart.

So satisfied, he fell asleep with Fei Guang in his arms.

Xu Shi's chest was lumpy and now it's gone, and Yu Xianchang's sleep was incomparably smooth.

I was sleeping until it was dark, when I vaguely heard the shaking of the bead curtain and the ding-dong sound of the ring pendant.

He was vaguely dreaming.

He vaguely dreamed that Fei Guang woke up and floated up from his chest.

The dream was too dark, and he could only vaguely see Fei Guang's eyes moist as tears, starting from a baby bird, and gradually turning into a giant green luan.

He asked in a dream: Fei Guang, what are you going to do?

After asking several times, I saw that Qingluan spread his wings and dragged his long tail, and swept down from the air, wrapping him in it.

In this dream, Yu Yan couldn't help but open his hands to greet him, but in that short moment, the Qingluan disappeared, leaving only the luxuriant green light blooming like a bird spreading out its screen, illuminating it brilliantly. human eye.

The deep blue color covered Yu Yan's body, reflecting the shabby Taoist robes around him, like a beautiful crown and a bright emerald feather.

Then, the brilliance of this vast soup dissipated in a flash, and Yu Xianchang's whole body began to feel the pain of raw flesh and bones. This severe pain widened his veins, and his energy was inexhaustible; Strong bones, hard to penetrate with ordinary swords and guns.

It seems that there are other protections... But under the bursts of near-death pain, it is already indistinguishable.

Enduring the pain in his dream, he asked softly: Fei Guang, what are you doing?

I don't know what Fei Guang answered, but when Yu Yan heard the answer, he smiled slightly in his dream.

In his dream, he thought inexplicably: So Fei Guang likes me so much?

When he woke up the next day, Yu Xianchang had forgotten about [-]% to [-]% of the previous strange dream.

He lowered his eyes and saw the flying light still lying on his chest, his heart suddenly became bright and clear, the future and the future were all bright, and he couldn't help but rolled his eyes with a smile.

He put his hands behind his head, suppressed his joy, and smiled to himself: "Fei Guang, after listening to your persuasion yesterday, I thought about it. There are tens of thousands of disciples and grandchildren under this famous sect. How can I argue?" It’s okay, we should really keep the green hills for the future.”

"The spirit stones I have accumulated these days were all spent yesterday, and I don't know when I will save them again. I think the popularity of Wanxia Mountain Daoist Temple is nothing more than that. Why don't you leave earlier and go on the road again?" Looking for some business..."

"Fei Guang, when do you think we will leave?"

He clearly knew that Fei Guang was still trying to catch up on his sleep, so he still had to listen carefully to every question he asked, and waited silently for a long time, guessing that Fei Guang would not answer, and then he took over the conversation himself.

Asking and answering a few words like this has already killed a lot of time.

Yu Xianchang finished what he wanted to explain, and thought about it secretly for a moment. After all, his heart was still itching slightly. Relying on the warm relationship between the two, he quietly reached out and pinched the soft flesh in the center of Feiguang's claw. But he said in his mouth: "Don't worry, I don't look at you. In my heart... I respect you the most."

After finishing speaking, the man dawdled for a while, and finally got off the couch, covered his eyes with his cuff, fumbled to pick up the half-withered water spirit flower, and placed it beside Feiguang.

Just like this, Yu Yan covered his eyes with one hand and put the other hand behind his back. He walked casually, staggered out of the house, walked straight to the clean courtyard, and couldn't see Fei Guang at all. Moved away, cast a dust removal spell on his body, and walked out of the small courtyard openly.

Since Yu Xianchang had no intention of leaving, this time he dressed up and went out, he planned to find a few fellow travelers among the many casual cultivators in Wanxia Mountain.

But he spent a few cups of tea on the Wanxia Mountain Road, and he saw very few monks, and he didn't know where the groups of foreign monks gathered the day before yesterday.

Yu Yan pondered for a while, the smile on his face faded by two points, his steps became faster, and when he came across a steep slope, he swept his body and looked for the bustling places, but he didn't expect to find the fairy cultivators from all over the world after searching all over the old pine chessboard .

At this point in the desert along the way, Yu Yan turned around and hurriedly picked a magnificent abode and knocked on the door. Seeing no one answered, he changed to another one, but the building was still empty.

He was running back and forth like this, and finally caught a glimpse of a disciple from the outer sect of Wanxia Mountain walking here. He lifted his spirits, and hurriedly cupped his hands away, stepped forward to greet him and said, "I'm sorry to ask you what's going on in the mountain. Where have all the friends gone?"

The outer disciple glanced sideways and saw Yu Yan's respectful question, but he answered truthfully: "Last night, the patriarch of my sect dreamed of the apocalypse, and he only said that today's opportunity is approaching, and he is expected to invite the celestial luan and the divine phoenix to protect me forever." Xiashan has been around for more than three hundred years. Now that the good news spreads, everyone is probably gathered at the side peak, hoping that the ancestors will burn incense and pray as soon as possible, and attract phoenixes!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that the strange monk's face was as white as paper, after hastily cupping his hands and saluting, he turned around and left without saying a word, he could not help but slander in his heart before heading towards the side peak.

And the scattered cultivators from all walks of life in the mountain, regardless of the pawns and giants, are all like this person, filing up to the side peak of Wanxia Mountain, lest they be late for a moment... Looking around, only Yu Yan turned back halfway.

He seemed to go out empty-handed, and he could have found some huge treasure left behind, and suddenly galloped, piercing through the clouds and sky, and plundered with all his strength towards the lonely courtyard where he was staying.

All he could hear was the wind.It's the howling cold wind, which can't stop pouring into my ears.

He only saw the wind in his eyes.It was the howling wind, twisting his dry eyes.

Yu Xianchang's hands were numb, ignorant, he used his body skills to the extreme, and at the same time covered all his spiritual sense on the blood contract fetters, trying to follow the slender fetters and see Fei Guang's current situation clearly——

However, what Yu Yan saw with his spiritual sense was not the shabby room, or the half-grateful spirit flower and the heavy brocade quilt.

He actually saw the altar on the side peak of Wanxia Mountain.

Seeing the peaks up and down, the purple air from the east is all over the place.

Seeing the building of the altar, the towering nine-fold altar, and the brilliance of the magic circle.

Seeing this good news, there are countless leaders of the immortal sect gathered here, and thousands of people from the Taoist sect are separated by thousands of miles, thinking of the same thing——

The highest place of the altar is the lord of Wanxia Mountain, wearing a gleaming cassock, stepping on the water pool formed by the moon's liquid slurry, holding three pillars to attract phoenix incense, bowing towards the east, and shouting in his mouth: "Regardlessly, the true king shows his holiness!" !"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Yan's blood bond of spiritual consciousness was broken in a flash.

In front of him are still broken branches in the cool wind, and the vast forest.

Yu Yan suppressed his grief, cast another lightness technique on his feet, and galloped with all his strength in the forest.But at this moment,