One inch loyalty

Chapter 24

into the water.

The disciple of Wanxia Mountain suggested a lot of casual cultivators today, saw many people beating their chests and stamping their feet, saw that Yu Yan was still able to hold himself, so he didn't bother to comfort him, and left with his hands.

Yu Xianchang still stood withered, until the disciple had walked more than ten steps, pushed the door open, and asked a few words in a loud voice: "Fellow Taoist, life and death are shut down, the shortest is dozens of years, and the longest is hundreds of years." In [-], who will take care of the household affairs? The patriarch of your sect is in the heyday of spring and autumn, do you need to plan for a few more years and make complete preparations?"

As soon as he said that, he couldn't help laughing at himself: What's the use of talking about such important sect matters with passing disciples?So he stopped talking in a daze, and bowed to confess his crime from afar.

When he was left alone in the backyard, Yu Yan walked to the open place and looked up at the mountain. No one knew what Yu Xianchang was thinking at this moment.

After decades, can you keep this youthful skin?

After a hundred years or hundreds of years, where will his foundation-building casual cultivation with a lifespan of only two hundred years turn into a deserted tomb?

Or do you know that it will be a long time, and the goodbye will be far away, and the matter is over, and the heart is still not dead... Still looking forward to the day of reunion, what kind of new clothes should you wear, and what kind of greetings should you say?

He stood like this in the middle of the night, and when the sky was about to dawn, Yu Xianchang finally woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He let out a breath of foul breath, and walked slowly outside the meritorious deed room with his hands behind his back.

Dawn stars are already hanging high in the sky, and flocks of birds wake up from the moonlit night, trying to sing for the first time.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Yu Yan stepped on the dew on the ground and walked slowly up the path until he reached the barren mountains and ridges where there were no roads, and stopped in front of a huge blue light barrier.

It is rumored that this formation barrier was laid by Qingluan Shenjun himself.

It is said that with a random finger of the gods back then, he hung a little blue light of inspiration on the top of the main peak of Wanxia Mountain, and then from this point on, the Tao transformed into thousands, and the Tao gave birth to all things, and finally it was like a slanted willow bottle, giving birth to thousands of things. Tens of thousands of blue light hanging waterfalls splash down from the main peak, covering the Bairen main peak and the continuous mountains in an array, deterring all evil spirits.

Yu Xianchang was standing in front of the formation at this time, if he hadn't been worried that he would trigger the formation and implicate that person for nothing, he could hardly resist stretching out his hand to scoop up the passing water.

He collected himself, took a full sixteen or seventeen steps, and then picked up a gravel from the ground and threw it into the formation forcefully.

But in an instant, the stone was crushed into dust by the power of the formation.

When Yu Yan saw this, he couldn't help frowning, and counted down with his head down—even though there were some changes today, he still finished most of the trivial things that he had to do every day.

He has already used the palm of his hand to warm the bird's eggs today, but it failed to hatch for several hours.

The blood contract has already been run, but no one has responded.

I have come to break the formation, but I have not found a way to break the formation.

I have honestly accumulated hundreds of merits, but it is a pity that the accumulated merits are no longer useful.

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the lack of people, stand at the place closest to the formation, and make up a few nonsense slang songs about seeking phoenixes, hoping that a few words would reach Feiguang's ears... This is the best way to do his best. The whole day is over.

But he can't sing now.

Any person in the merit room, who hears about the retreat, can still curse at the sky.

Unlike him, the clothes are thick and he dare not catch the wind and cold;

He is full of grief and hatred, but how to dispel it?

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Yu Yan stood there blankly for a while, then said to himself, "Fei Guang, I'm very confused in my head today, so I just sang nonsense."

After he finished speaking, he leaned back, leaning against the old tree, and really sang a few lines softly. What he sang was: "I have something to feel, and it is deep in my heart. I have something to miss, and it is far away from me. ..."

His voice was deep and thick in the low part, and clear and bright in the high part, and it seemed to be pleasant to listen to. After a few words, something that was warmed up by him every day seemed to move slightly in his sleeve pocket, as if it had been warmed up for a long time. Want to struggle to wake up.

However, Yu Yan only sang half a song in the end.As soon as he realized that his eyes were hot and wet, and his words were choked with sobs, he hurriedly fell silent, closed his eyes, and after a while, finally decided to change his mood.

Why bother?

He has a connection with the person he likes, and he has a small image on the other's magical creation.

He once combed the feathers of Luan and Feng, touched the top of Qingluan's head.

He has tried to form a bond with a spirit beast, and the true blood tail feathers are still contained in his loyalty.

Yu Xianchang then took a long breath, repeated it again and again, struck the verses with his hands vigorously, and recited the famous poems of poets one after another: "Fei Guang, Fei Guang, persuade you to have a glass of wine... If you don't drink, there are dragons !"

"I want to catch the six dragons, and return to the car to hang Fusang. Beidou drinks fine wine, and persuades the dragons to have a glass of wine! Now the nine-fold real dragon will come out, and the eternal bird will be washed away—"

In the past four or five years, Yu Xianchang has not uttered nonsense for a long time, and he suddenly opened his precepts, and he finally managed to see the light of the clouds and relieve his worries.

He still had to think hard for a few words, and he also praised the basalt unicorn, the slave of foxes, rabbits and raccoons, and spilled the wine that he had been persuading for many years, so that all the spirits and beasts in the world were covered with rain and dew.

But at this moment, the thing in his sleeve moved again when he heard these wild words.

When Yu Yan listened carefully, he could faintly hear the sound of wings flapping slowly.

He looked around, still not knowing where the voice was coming from.

That sound is not like the wings of hanging clouds, relying on the force of hitting the current and waves, fanning out the sound of clanging gold and stone.

It is more like the south wind blowing dew, like a beauty's long eyelashes trembling, like a whisper in the ear.

Yu Xianchang found the end, and suddenly lowered his head. Wherever he looked, he happened to see the jade-colored bird egg he had been warming for many years, fluttering from his sleeve on a pair of small wings made of faint blue light. Fly out.

The bird egg has been worn down for many years, and its size is already slender, but the pair of small blue wings are actually much smaller than the body of the egg.

Whenever the pair of small wings made of blue light, the light on the wings is not good, the bird's eggs will fall heavily, and it is necessary to slap the wings again and again, until a little bit of green light flies down like a firefly, in order to barely stabilize the figure .

Yu Xianchang couldn't help but stood there in a daze, calling out silently in his heart: Feiguang?

He took half a step forward, and almost tripped under his feet. As soon as he stood still, he stretched out his hand, separated a few inches, and held it under the bird's egg, for fear that it would fall to the ground.

He seemed to be dumb at first, and the veins on his forehead were bulging with anxiety, but he still couldn't speak a word.Later, like a silver bottle bursting, the person suddenly lost his voice, and asked repeatedly: "I often sing some slang songs, and I...I often talk to you, why is it different today?"

"What did I just do, which one thing did I do right?"

"Fei Guang, you teach me, you teach me, I will know later."

He talked up and down like this for a long time, and Yu Ji forgot, and inexplicably squeezed out a sentence: "If you don't want to say...it's okay. Fei Guang, you, you look better again."

The bird egg seemed to be able to understand some human language. After hearing this, it stopped in front of Yu Yan in annoyance, and flapped its small wings at him indiscriminately. Flicked up, and then slowly flew towards the heights.

Yu Yan blinked with itching, stretched out his hand to brush his forehead hair, and when he looked intently, he saw the bird egg spread its small wings and slammed into the blue light barrier resolutely.

In this short moment, Yu Yan's expression changed in fright, and he almost knelt down in front of the barrier——

Fortunately, Feiguang didn't suffer any damage!

I saw where the egg body touched, like throwing a stone into water, the blue light formation kept rippling, slowly forming a big hole for one person to pass through, and a climbing path happened to be exposed behind the hole.

And the winged little egg transformed by the distraction of flying light hovered in the center of the hole and waited for him.

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Yu Yan's mind wavered slightly, and he followed quickly.

Then for more than half an hour, the jade-colored bird egg buzzed and flew to where, and Yu Xianzhang followed closely.

It's just that he can't keep his mouth shut, unless there are disciples from Wanxia Mountain patrolling the mountain, he will keep quiet for a while and cover his tracks a little bit.

So along the way, I saw Yu Xianchang alone with a happy face, and asked one after another: "Fei Guang, are you taking me to see...see you?"

"Why did Fei Guang choose this time to meet me? Isn't it because I feel uncomfortable? After all, I have suffered more in the past few years than today."

"After thinking about it, it doesn't seem like it's because I haven't seen each other for a long time."

"If we can get together after a long separation, we should have met four or five years ago."

He questioned like this for a long time, and then he was distracted, asking and answering himself, thinking of many reasons.

When people followed the bird's eggs, they rashly boarded a Huaxi mountain path, and saw that on one side of the narrow path was a hundred-foot-deep cliff; .

In the blink of an eye, the bird's egg slipped freely through the gaps in the flowers, passing through the flowers and brushing the leaves up and down all the way, and went far away with a flap of its wings.

Yu Xianchang was left alone, sweating profusely behind him, forgetting to say anything, just chasing after him, until he stepped on a few pieces of gravel one after another, and then he walked a little slower by two minutes.

With a white and handsome face, he held his breath and moved step by step on the dangerous road, occasionally dividing flowers with his hands, then suddenly paused, and asked in a low voice: "I suddenly thought, could it be you?" Distraction is too badly hurt, when it's time to go back? Fei Guang, is this the reason I guess, you want to go back to you first, heal your injuries, and take me with you?"

He asked so seriously, but still no one answered him.

Fortunately, the pocket bird egg found that the person was gone, flapped its wings vigorously, and circled back from a distance again, with a few flying flowers and broken leaves stuck to its shell, hovering near Yu Yan's cheek.It didn't continue to fly forward until Yu Yan recovered his breath and cheered up to follow.

When the road came to an end, Yu Yan came to a hidden cave.

The light of the formation method can be seen faintly at the entrance of the cave, presumably there are several layers of powerful protective formations.very black in the hole