Chapter 32: Yuyangzi

This is the back mountain of Cuiwei Peak, sandwiched in the direction of the intersection of the two peaks of the breeze and the bright moon, quiet and wild, the giant trees stand in a forest, the height can cover the sky and the sun, and there are vines and grasses densely, complicated, rugged and difficult to walk, sometimes the squeak of the monkey is heard in the ears, and the clear cry of the bird.

The silence was broken by a sudden group of people, with four people leading the way, followed by a man and a woman. The leader is naturally the first of the four gardens.

"Yuyangzi, the moment of life and death for you and me will be later. The mourner clenched his hands and quickened his steps.

Walking through a dense forest, the eyes suddenly opened up, only to see a firewood on the flat ground, surrounded by Yao grass flowers, and in the distance is a waterfall falling from the cliff.

"Yuyangzi!" the weeping mourner's eyes immediately locked on the person inside the firewood fence.

Feng Wuyan looked, and sure enough, there was a person sitting on a chaise longue, black-haired and robed, his face was pale and motionless, although he was a male, he was lifeless.

"Yuyangzi, I have been practicing hard for many years, and today you will either die or I will die. The mourning child couldn't bear it anymore, so he immediately flew up and turned into an attack.

But as soon as the person reached the fence, a pure sword intent protected the fence, and the blood armor could not be broken.

"Seven Star Heavenly Formula!" Crying and mourning was angry, could it be that after more than ten years of cultivation, he couldn't even get close to Yuyangzi's body?

People, the more they think about it, the more crazy they become, the more they play tricks, but no matter how hard they cry and mourn, they can't break through the sword intent on the fence.

Feng Wuyan couldn't help but sigh, is there really such a god in the world? Yu Yangzi on the recliner has not moved, and he has not even opened his eyes, so he can force the crying and mourning children to be close.

"Master, Master Yuyangzi's cultivation is so high, I'm afraid that he will not be defeated even if he slays the dragon, what kind of trick is this?" But Yu Quanzi didn't answer directly, and his face showed an unspeakable sadness.

Not only Yu Quanzi, but also Yu Shuzi and others also bowed their heads and sighed.

"Crying mourning, that's enough!" Yuquanzi couldn't hold back any longer, stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Yuyang, you have seen it, but you can't even get close to him, so let's leave." ”

There is only one sentence, but it is more effective than any attack, and the angry body of the crying mourner suddenly jumps, showing despair like falling into hell. I have been thinking about it for more than ten years, but in the end, it is such a result, and I can't accept it when I cry and mourn.

"No, I don't believe it!" Wailing Mourner went crazy again, "If he really reaches this divine realm, he won't allow the Dragon Slayer to surround Cuiwei Peak." Yes, yes, there must be a fraud in this!"

The red magic finger was instantly stuck in Feng Wuyan's throat, "Yu Quanzi, tell the reason quickly, otherwise you will collect his body." ”

"Slaying the dragon and letting me go, it proves that I am still valuable to him, if you kill me now, are you not afraid of the punishment of the flame mark?"

"If I can't see Yuyangzi today, I will never give up. ”

It's hard to imagine what kind of emotion this is that can make people disregard their lives.

Is it hate?

"Senior brother, why don't you ......" Yu Quanzi was of course anxious, and his words seemed to ask, until the three of them closed their eyes and nodded, Yu Quanzi said again: "Crying mourner, don't hurt Yan'er." Inside this fence is indeed Senior Brother Yuyangzi. But this sword intent was not done by Senior Brother Yuyangzi, but by the Changfeng Sect Ancestor using the Seven Stars to set up a magic circle?"

Crying mourners are a little confused, why do you want to set up a magic circle here?

"Back then, my senior brother and I hunted you down in Wudu. But that night, I remember that it was Chinese New Year's Eve, Senior Brother didn't know what master he had met, and when I found him, his spiritual sea was pierced, his bones were shattered, his meridians were broken, and his cultivation was scattered. Thanks to the fact that the senior brother had taken the Bodhi Temple's Brahma Lotus when he was young, he was able to retain his breath. Since then, he has become a living dead without knowing his five senses. I brought him back to Cuiwei Peak, and the Changfeng Sect Master couldn't bear it, so he went to Ziwei Peak to ask for Linglong Pearl, and with this as an introduction, Nacuiwei Peak set up a magic circle to renew the life of Senior Brother Yuyang. ”

After listening to Yu Quanzi's words, Feng Wuyan could feel the hands of the weeping mourner tremble, and his expression seemed to have regret and sadness.

"Who hurt him like this?" Wailing Mourner took the initiative to let go of the Wind Dance.

"I don't know!" Yu Quanzi became angry, and he could still hear the sound of joints as he clenched his fists.

As if he had lost his mind, the mourning child slowly walked to the fence with a gloomy expression.

"No!" suddenly started to go crazy again, unable to tell whether to cry or be angry, crying mourner shouted: "Yuyangzi, you hurt me like this, I haven't taken revenge yet, how can you be half dead." ”

"Even if you die, you can only die at my hands!"

"Blood Demon Finger!"

The fluttering hair and the dancing magic fingers want to forcibly break through the pure sword intent.

"Be careful, let's retreat!" "Yu Quanzi protected the wind dance pheasant, "There is the sword intent left by the Changfeng Sect Master, and the crying mourner can't be arrogant." ”

As soon as the words were finished, in the sky above the fence, countless sword qi surged, and they attacked the mourning child one after another. Crying and mourning, he was knocked away by the sword qi and fell into the waterfall, and his life and death are unknown.

"Alas, after finally a grudge, it seems that no one will bother the senior brother in the future. Yushuzi sighed and turned to leave.

However, the wind danced to a halt. For some reason, when he saw Yuyangzi, he seemed to see a meteor in the dark night, giving him light.

He should have left with Master, but he still wanted to see him more.

"Pheasant, you ......" Yu Quanzi discovered the abnormality of the wind dance. At this time, the wind danced step by step, and slowly walked towards the fence. Unlike when he was crying and mourning, the pure sword intent left by the Changfeng Sect Master did not attack him.

This is because he came with good intentions.

He approached the fence and looked at Yuyangzi carefully, he didn't know why, he actually knelt down, something was about to come to his mind in the depths of his mind.

"Pheasant!"

Wind Dance fainted.

"Pheasant, how do you feel?" heard Yu Quanzi's concerned voice in his ears, and Feng Wuyan found himself lying in his room.

"Thank you Master for your concern, I'm fine. Feng Wuyan got up and got out of bed, and the dark curtain outside the window had fallen, "Master, today in the fence, it was a rude feud, and the pheasant should not have stepped into the fence without permission." ”

"It's okay!" Yu Quanzi didn't have any blame, Yu Quanzi listened to Yu Shuzi and others talk about the past few days, although he was surprised, but he had already decided that when he found the Changfeng Sect Master, he would inevitably lead him to worship under the seat of the Changfeng Sect Master and be carefully trained by him.

"Pheasant, you've been through a lot in the past few days, and your mind has been tense, so it's better to rest more. Yu Quanzi turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master!" Feng Wuyan seemed to think a lot, and at this moment his mind was clear, and his inspiration flashed, and he hurriedly said: "I remember reading a book that records an ancient ritual of worshiping the heavens, in which people will throw Xuangui, a symbol of humanity, into the river and sea. ”