One inch loyalty

Chapter 31

The supernatural powers of reasoning and fighting, but never thought about the reasons for learning from the world and fighting. Now there is a volume full of insights reflecting it. If you want to go further in the future, you will naturally avoid many twists and turns.

Fei Guang figured this out, and planned to take advantage of the situation to settle down for a while, using what he learned in the book as a guide to his own way, but he never expected that when he practiced the exercises a little, the past and the past came back one after another.

At the beginning, that memory was like a flower, like a moon, covered by clouds and mist, and shadowy, it was only after a while that a spider's thread was willing to reveal.

Gradually, it came quickly, like morning dew on grass tips, full and falling like drops; like rain hitting the eaves, water dripping from bamboo slats like silver on the roof tiles; like water bursting from a broken bottle; like river tides rising; —

That memory comes in a hurry, bitter and pungent, with a hidden taste of sweetness, flooding the world.

In the ups and downs of Feiguang, even though he has the heart to cut through the waves and struggle to survive, cross, and land, he can't bear the pain of the collapse of his consciousness.

Before he knew it, he clenched his fists in pain, dripping with cold sweat.

The events of the past are still making a comeback one by one, the pain of torture in the past has all reappeared, and it is imposed on him again, so he must completely remember what it was like at that time...

The pain of being bound by the evil formation lasted for several days, day after day.

The pain of bone refining in the blood pool lasted for several years, year after year.

But the people in the old story, knowing that he was in extreme pain, still held his fingers, even dared to caress his tail feathers, and even dared to cry...

At the most tormented moment, Fei Guang passed out from the pain.

I don't know how many days have passed in the world, the glowing fire on the surface of the water has faded, and he sleeps in total darkness, vaguely hearing three death knells ringing in the mountains.

The mountain vibrated continuously with the bell, and there were vague cries coming from the main hall, the dojo, the dao palace, and the jingshe.Of the two contracts that Fei Guang had formed with others, one of them was broken at this point.

Immortal Feiguang leaned against the old tree branch, in this groggy state, he wanted to struggle to wake up.

After trying several times in a row, my eyes barely opened a thread, but in the end I still had no strength.

Deep down in his heart, he always felt that the old man rebuilt in the afterlife, either he could understand the rules and principles, or he could do whatever he wanted without breaking the rules.Because of this thought, Fei Guang was not as sad as the disciples of Wanxia Mountain on this matter.

He was only worried about those who were not by his side, his... his own Taoist companion.

Fei Guang has now completely remembered - remembered how his heart was moved, and remembered what kind of ominous divination he had made.

At the time of parting back then, he hastily separated a ray of spirit and stayed beside Yu Yan, trying his best to ward off the disaster, but he was worried in his heart, not knowing whether he could reverse the fate of life or death, let alone when the day of goodbye would be.

Later, although he used the Tianji Jian to make a new divination, and it predicted a bright future like a full moon, but Fei Guang still couldn't believe it.

He wanted to see Yu Yan very much at this time, and he just wanted to stay close to him before Wanxia Mountain was in turmoil.

But after this catastrophe, Fei Guang was so tired that his consciousness collapsed, he leaned against the old tree, unable to move at all.

Thinking of Yu Yan's usual temperament, Fei Guang felt palpitations for no reason, and couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue, taking a breath of spiritual energy, and examined it with all his strength, only to find out that 21 large acupoints in his body were blocked, and his mind was unstable At least it will take three to five days to dredge the spiritual veins.

After inspecting like this, Fei Guang became more and more anxious, sweating his eyelashes.

But when he thought about it again, he suddenly felt relieved.

Between him and Yu Yan, the last blood contract has been changed, and all flesh and blood injuries will only fall on himself.

As long as one's own breath is still alive, that person will sleep soundly and soundly.

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Yu Xianchang really had a good night's sleep.

He woke up after a long sleep, still vaguely remembering what Fei Guang had done just now.

If Yu Yan used to clenched his fists tightly, insisting on fighting with others, his heart was full of anger; now he was possessed by Feiguang, and quietly coaxed him down all the way, his raging anger was soaked in water, All that was left was a furnace of warm ashes.

He lay on his back on the couch, and smiled vaguely: "Fei Guang, Fei Guang..."

After calling, Yu Yan's fingertips and forehead were still a little itchy, and his throat and ears were also a little sweet.It was when Fei Guang was there, he gently stroked his forehead with his own hand, and it was Fei Guang who made an excuse to make a sound, which was then transmitted to his ears.

Yu Yan thought of Fei Guang's last sentence, "Qingqing, go to sleep", and couldn't help but smile and rolled his eyes. He thought about it several times, and then he looked at the hidden treasure in the storage ring.

In the square inch of the ring, a few pieces of low-grade crystal ore were secretly stolen and exchanged for a lot of high-grade spirit stones.

After counting, Yu Yan felt happy and annoyed in his heart, and cursed very lightly: "I came back from Chi Yanhai after all the hard work, and I want to leave it to you to grind your mouth..."

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that it is useless to keep the crystal ore, as if from this moment, this moment, here, he no longer needs to take out some crystal iron wood stones, just to annoy that person.

Fei Guang had already called him "Qingqing" just now.

Qingqing, who is flying light, naturally has to learn to be a bit more stable, and only speaks with thoughtful words.

Yu Xianchang made up his mind in this way, and then went out in his clothes and shoes, planning to go to the narrow mountain climbing road before, maybe there is still a gap in the mountain protection formation, and he can see the flying light when he sees the opportunity.

But when he stepped out of the upper room, he realized that there seemed to be a great change in Wanxia Mountain.

Without the sound-proofing array in the guest house, there was a sudden sound of wind and rain in the aisle, and thunder, lightning, lightning, rain and strong wind were all over the sky one watt away.

The torrential rain made the day as long as the long night, countless casual monks hid from the rain in the lobby of the monastery to discuss matters, and occasionally someone drank tea against the slanting rain in the hallway, and the turbid tea in the cup was mixed with [-]% of the rain.

After all, Yu Yan is the spiritual root of fire. Looking at the downpour, he couldn't help but slow down.

He simply leaned against the railing of the high platform, and first listened to the discussions of the fellow practitioners downstairs.

After listening to a few cups of tea with folded arms like this, Yu Xianchang roughly understood that it had been raining in the mountains for several days, the death knell of the Taoist temple rang three times, and the ancestor of Wanxia Mountain had returned west with a crane.I don't know what's hidden in it, but Wanxia Mountain actually sealed the top and bottom of the mountain like an iron barrel in the name of keeping guests in condolences, forcing all the casual practitioners to stay in the mountain.

One of the rogue cultivators started to scold in front of all the guests when he got to the point of excitement: "I see that once the ancestor of Wanxia Mountain is gone, this place will be in chaos!"

Others also rushed to echo: "Didn't you just let out rumors earlier that the ancestor was going to take Qingluan Immortal Lord Qingluan to close the life and death test, why did he go so suddenly? Now that he is holding on to people, is it because he wants to force me to wait until I am poor? Xiu, how about some funeral rituals?"

Everyone laughed and scolded at the same time.

Amidst the laughter, some people were vaguely asking: "Since the ancestor has gone, is there a next person in their family who will form a contract with Lord Luan?"

Everyone couldn't answer these secrets of the sect, so they all laughed. Only Yu Yan leaned on the vermilion lacquer railing, bent his smiling eyes, and replied very softly: "I guess, there is no next candidate."

He watched for a long time, and only said this sentence from beginning to end.Because the voice was too soft, even the word "gloomy" didn't fall into everyone's ears.

Yu Xianchang suppressed his temper, and listened for a while upstairs, seeing that the debates in the room gradually turned into boastful and gossip, he left the lively scene in this room, went straight to the end of the corridor, and walked along the half-open branch. window, let out all of his consciousness.

The divine sense traveled through the rain, and was divided into several strands by a single divine sense, until it found a place where it was beyond the reach of more than ten miles away, it was willing to change its direction decisively, and then patrolled in another direction.

After a stick of incense, Yu Xianchang actually found a group of low-level disciples of Wanxia Mountain, and they were looking for them here under the heavy rain.

He listened carefully with his spiritual sense, and vaguely heard amidst the roaring rain, a disciple hurriedly called out: "Go this way, the compass points to this place, and we'll be there in a dozen miles or so!"

Seeing that the student's finger was pointing at the abode where he was staying, Yu Xianchang couldn't help being separated by more than ten miles, his lips parted, and he replied silently: "How many elders are you looking for me?"

If anyone sees Yu Yan's appearance at this time, they must ask him why he is standing by the window, he is splashed with rainwater for no reason, and his eyes are like moons when he smiles.

But how could Yu Yan not laugh, the beast-controlling blood contract just fit his extreme rebellion.

Whenever the blood was hot, there would be many evil thoughts, causing him to bend his eyes involuntarily.

With a smile like this, Yu Yan slowly moved his hands and feet, then leaned against the window sill, and fell silently into the rain.

The heavy raindrops hit his body, and the long-haired clothes were instantly wet, and fell into his eyes, which suddenly turned red.

The disciples of Wanxia Mountain were also light on their feet, and they were several miles away in a blink of an eye.

Under the peeping eyes of Yu Yan's divine sense, the leading disciples were still discussing loudly: "Why did you close the mountain? Haven't you heard of it? The law enforcement elder burned incense and prayed today. There is no one in the sect to make a pact with... I, Wanxia Mountain, gather together outstanding people from all over the world. Isn’t this kind of hexagram absurd! Later, several inner sect brothers speculated that it must be caused by an old incident three or forty years ago. Back then, there was an evil cultivator who made a death contract with Qingluan Immortal Monarch, and now that he wants to form a contract, I am afraid that he will find this evil cultivator and completely cut off the old contract—"

"At that time, I asked my senior brothers how to capture that evil cultivator in the vast crowd. The senior brothers were also afraid that he would escape, so they asked the law enforcement elders to help them. While imposing the ban on closing the mountain, they made several tracing compasses. Several senior brothers said that that person lived on Wanxia Mountain. He used to want to meet the ancestor in person, but was rejected many times by the senior brothers. Although the ancestor said that he should not care about this person, but now that the ancestor has passed away, the contract has not been settled. , don’t you still care about him?”

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The rest of the disciples were indignant when they heard this, and said, "But that headmaster? I vaguely remember the face of that person, so we should arrest him first."

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