Chapter 041: Bloodstained Darkness
"Master's letter?" Zhang Yifan took the letter blankly and looked at the backs of the two suspiciously. Closing the door, Zhang Yifan, who was sitting at the table, felt incredible.
How could this person from the Huayue faction have anything to do with me? Ever since I was a child, I have never seen my father and mother have anything to do with the people of the Huayue faction, let alone me. Zhang Yifan thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with anything.
Gently tear open the envelope, pull out the letter paper, and a beautiful little block jumps on the paper.
"Yifan, now that I know that you are safe and sound, my aunt and I are relieved. People can't choose to be born, let alone predict the future, and I'm sad about the death of my brother and sister-in-law and my clansmen. Now, the family has left you alone, I hope you don't act recklessly, everything is based on the overall situation. ”
"Until the death of the family, I secretly investigated, but I did not know who did it. But pay attention to Nangong Chu, this person recently appeared in Gulan Town, he is a disciple of Bai Xi of the Huayue Sect, remember. The truth will come out after all, and I hope you must not be impulsive when you have not achieved what you have achieved through cultivation. Nalan Xiaoxiao!"
"Auntie!?" Zhang Yifan put down the letter and muttered to himself. In his memory, Zhang Yifan did not have the impression of an aunt. As for the surname Nalan, there is no more.
"Nalan Xiaoxiao?" Zhang Yifan muttered several times, and couldn't extract the impression of this character from his imagination. After a few moments, the letter had to be placed in the envelope.
Then, put the letter on the candle flame, looking at the jumping fire, Zhang Yifan's mood was much better. As the letter burned out, Zhang Yifan felt a lot more relaxed.
"No matter what, I, Zhang Yifan, don't live alone in this world, I still have an aunt!" Zhang Yifan's eyes were filled with tears. The arrival of the letter made Zhang Yifan understand why there was the help of Lan Feng'er and Nalan Yue'er in the land of the ghost forest, as well as the person who rescued him when he was in the Zhao Mansion.
Seeing what Nalan Xiaoxiao said about Nangong Chu, Zhang Yifan frowned inadvertently. This is like a long river of longing, and someone has dug a hole. The river of longing rushed out along this opening. Slowly, the river broke through the levees and flooded everything.
"Yan'er, are you okay!?" Zhang Yifan stood by the window and looked in the direction of Liang Cheng, tears blurring his eyes again.
South of Liangcheng City, in the peach blossom forest.
The sleeve wind moves the peach petals, and the Yingying flies for nine days, and when the graceful body dances, it is like a Xuannu descending to the mortal world.
The dancing girl was like a Nine Heavens Xuannu who had fallen into the mortal world. The figure settled, and she looked at the young man not far away with a smile.
"Yan'er, you dance so well!" the young man smiled innocently.
The girl was speechless, and said after a while: "Yifan, am I beautiful?"
"It's beautiful! like a fairy. The young man said with his eyes foolish.
When the girl heard this, her face was like a peach blossom, and her cheeks were dyed with pink. She bowed her head shyly. Immediately, she raised her head, looked at the young man and said, "One day in the future, will you marry me?"
"You don't marry in this life!" the young man nodded firmly, and his eyes showed a firmness that he had never seen before.
Hearing this, the girl's expression darkened. She bit her lip and muttered for a moment: "Yifan, I want to hear your poetry!"
"Okay!" the young man pulled the paper fan and said leisurely: "Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Nunnery." The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money. ”
The girl listened and listened, and tears flowed from her eyes unconsciously.
The young man put away the folding fan in a panic, gently rolled up his sleeves, and wiped the girl's tears while saying, "Yan'er, why are you crying!?"
"It's okay!" the girl smiled, "Let's go back!"
"Hmm!"
The two of them held hands and walked towards Liang Cheng. The fluttering and dissipating figure gradually blurred with the sprinkling of peach blossoms.
"When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers. Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year. Zhang Yifan looked at the night and muttered.
"It's a pity that the rest of the poem doesn't have a chance to speak to you. Zhang Yifan smiled bitterly. In a flash, he wiped away the tears from his eyes. In an instant, a cold look appeared on his face.
After Zhang Yifan walked out of the door, he turned a few corners. Came to a secret back garden.
Looking at the two stone lions, he paused for a moment and then pressed the stone ball in the lion's mouth. There was a click, and a passage appeared at his feet.
With a flash of body, Zhang Yifan entered the secret room.
The blue color, wisps of white mist, like a fairyland on earth. Zhang Yifan took a deep breath, his body suddenly moved, and he jumped up and landed on the cold jade bed.
The innate realm pays attention to yin and yang, also called yin cultivation, and this cold jade bed is the best cultivation stone.
At that moment, Zhang Yifan calmed down, closed his eyes and began to cultivate. The operation of the Five Dragons Technique, the mist swirled and rose, surrounding Zhang Yifan for a long time.
And at this moment, the white stars in the secret room slowly appeared around him under the Five Dragons Technique.
Zhang Yifan sat on the cold jade bed, and all the worries in his heart disappeared under the Five Dragons Technique. Crazy Jiujie once said that cultivation must first realize the wonderful heart, and too many worries in your heart will prevent you from progressing. And this point, Zhang Yifan firmly remembered in his heart.
Tranquility, state of mind. At this moment, Zhang Yifan felt a breath in his body like a tidal wave, filling the meridians in his body.
"Sure enough, this is the method of cultivation!" Zhang Yifan said secretly in his heart, and immediately he got rid of distracting thoughts, and began to guide the operation of his breath wholeheartedly, and began to cultivate.
The mist swirls and turns into a dragon. The qi dragon opened its teeth and claws and entrenched itself on Zhang Yifan's body, dancing with his head held high. In a moment, the dragon head pressed against Zhang Yifan's heavenly spirit cover. It opened its mouth widely, and the white stars in the secret room were like streams and seas, and quickly headed towards the dragon's mouth.
As the stars entered, the dragon's body gradually solidified. With a flash of brilliance, the dragon's mouth closed, and all the stars entered the dragon's body.
In an instant, the dragon's body suddenly shrank and turned into more than three feet long.
Streams of pure energy poured into Zhang Yifan's body along Zhang Yifan's heavenly spirit.
In a few moments, the dragon's body gradually changed from a solid state to an illusory state. Immediately, the restraint disappeared into the secret room.
Zhang Yifan only felt that the energy in his body was even more violent, and these energies flowed through the meridians in his body and entered his dantian. The swirling cyan air mass condensed a lot.
After a cup of tea, the chamber was restored to its original state. The white mist began to rise, covering Zhang Yifan's body in an instant.
The moment the mist rose, wisps of golden gas suddenly appeared around Zhang Yifan's body. The gases converged on top of his head for a moment, from the bottom up.
Guanghua shrank suddenly, and a miniature version of the golden dragon appeared on top of Zhang Yifan's head.
As soon as the golden dragon appeared, his body moved, and he was suspended in front of Zhang Yifan. When the golden dragon just landed in front of Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yifan Huo Ran opened his eyes. A fine light flashed, and Zhang Yifan's pupils shrank.
"Golden Dragon?" Zhang Yifan was completely stunned. "Is this the original one?" After thinking about it, Zhang Yifan dispelled that thought. It turned out that the one was not a dragon at all, but the one in front of him was really a dragon.
The golden dragon squinted, and the little paw arched his hand humanely.
Zhang Yifan got up, came to the golden dragon, and spread his palms. After the golden dragon's eyes turned around, it suddenly understood what he meant, and slowly landed on his palm.
"The little guy is good, where are you from!" Zhang Yifan shook the golden dragon's head with his fingers and said with a smile.
In response to Zhang Yifan's question, the little guy put his little paws on his chin, his eyes flashed a few times, and finally shook his head helplessly.
Looking at this cute guy, Zhang Yifan couldn't help laughing.
After a long time, the little guy's little paw pointed to Zhang Yifan's arms. Looking at the excitement in its eyes, Zhang Yifan suddenly felt bad. In his arms is the cold light of Xuanming given to him by the Crazy Nine Rings.
This kind of sharp weapon fell into Zhang Yifan's hands, and it was naturally treated as a treasure. Now that this little guy has something to say, Zhang Yifan couldn't help frowning.
Immediately, the golden dragon looked over pitifully, and his little head was rubbing against Zhang Yifan's hand.
Zhang Yifan felt the eagerness of the golden dragon in his heart, and he also knew what its appearance meant. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yifan sighed: "If you look at it, you have to give it to me, you can't keep it for yourself." ”
Jin Long nodded, and then beat happily in Zhang Yifan's palm excitedly.
Zhang Yifan took out the Xuanming Cold Light from his arms, and as soon as he took it out, he was sucked into the middle of the secret room by a majestic suction. The cold light exuded an icy aura, and the aura of Dao light spread out like ripples from above.
Zhang Yifan and Jin Long stood not far away, not knowing why. However, at this moment, the combined and bundled Xuan Ying cold light opened in an instant. The nine fan bones are like arrows, and the cold light is pressing. A dazzling light illuminated the chamber and made a humming sound.
After the golden dragon raised his head and let out a dragon groan, his body turned into a streamer and ran over. In the midst of the lightning, its body was pierced by a fan bone.
"Xiaolong!" Zhang Yifan was surprised and hurriedly ran over.
However, before he could take a step, Zhang Yifan was bounced back by a powerful breath and fell heavily on the cold jade bed.
The little golden dragon screamed excitedly, letting the blood in his body flow down the fan bone. In an instant, blood stained the fan. And at this moment, the little golden dragon's body slammed and disappeared. All that was left of the venue was the blood fan.
The fan was suspended in front of Zhang Yifan, making a dragon groan. It shone with a crimson glow, staining the chamber crimson. With the sound of the dragon's groan, the fan slowly contracted and merged into a bunch.
"Little Dragon!" Zhang Yifan was completely stunned, watching the little dragon run towards the thorns like a thorn bird, burning with the last moment of his life.
The cold light was long gone, and at this moment, it turned into a dazzling ball of blood.
"Xiaolong, why?" Zhang Yifan deeply regretted. Although he didn't know how it got here, it was certain that Xiaolong's relationship with him was not simple.
Zhang Yifan looked at the cold light that turned into a ball of blood in a daze, and regretted it.
"Grunt!" the blood mass gurgled as if there was something there. At this time, the blood clump was constantly wriggling.
"Poof!" Zhang Yifan looked at the blood mass, only to feel the qi and blood in his body surging, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. A bloody arrow shot at the blood mass, and in an instant, like boiling water, the blood mass wriggled even more violently.
Zhang Yifan was dumbfounded, and before he could react, the blood ball exploded with a bang.
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