Chapter 35: Weeping

Yang Qian hugged Yan Wushuang and fell into great sadness. The little girl who used to surround him as "Uncle Yang" could no longer speak, the little girl who used to pestered him to tell stories was silent anymore, and the angel who was as happy as a lark closed her eyes forever......

Yang Qian couldn't hold back his grief, and his tears couldn't stop flowing. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he has no sister. Yan Wushuang made him feel the happiness of his sister. But now Yan Wushuang has become a cold corpse.

"Shuang'er, I hurt you. Yang Qian shouted, spurted a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

"Quick, put him back on the iron bed, Ma Shao is only one last step away. Zhang Heng saw Yang Qian fainting and shouted.

"Ah......" Yang Qian was just overly sad, and he didn't ease his breath for the time being, Zhang Heng rushed over, he had already woken up.

Yang Qian waved his right hand, used his hand as a knife, and slashed at Zhang Heng with a pig-killing knife method, and Yang Ying appeared from behind Zhang Heng at the same time. But these are of no use in the face of absolute power.

Zhang Heng is the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, that is, the flexible period. All of Yang Qian's calculations have become decorations. Yang Ying dissipated again, and Yang Qian retreated.

Zhang Heng's right hand slashed at Yang Qian's neck like a knife, knocking him unconscious, and Li Dui and Jin Bu also walked up, carried Yang Qian back to the bed together, and inserted a tube into him again.

"Ahh

Zhang Heng clasped his hands in front of his chest and said lightly: "It's just weird, the Heavenly Spirit Root on your body." ”

Yang Qian stopped struggling, turned his head to look at Yan Wushuang who was lying quietly on the iron bed, and then looked at the messy pipes on his body, and immediately understood everything, and shouted: "You scumbags, you don't have a spiritual root, so you will take someone else's spiritual root." ”

Yang Qian had heard Chen Xiao talk about some taboos in the world of cultivating immortals. After human beings are able to cultivate, because of different individuals, their spiritual roots are also different. Some wealthy families have a solid background, but their descendants are born without spiritual roots. This distressed them.

At this time, a research madman called "Evil Immortal" appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, and he launched crazy research, and even secretly carried out live experiments. After decades of hard work, he finally developed the technique of grafting spiritual roots. He created a sect called Lingxian Gate, which is full of grafted spiritual roots, and his cultivation is rapid, and in a few years, he has Jindan everywhere, and there are countless infants, almost unifying the Yunzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Later, the Yunzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm united and spent countless costs to defeat the Lingxian Gate. The nine top immortal cultivation sects even jointly ordered: "Anyone who dares to graft the spiritual root will be killed." ”

At that time, Yang Qian just listened to the story, and never thought that such a thing would happen to him.

Yang Qian didn't understand how Song Ming was such a good person, and the person who was close to him was so vicious. He admired Song Ming's personality very much, respected his friends very much, and had no doubts about Ma Yuan at all.

The man named Ma Yuan has always had a good relationship with Song Ming, but he didn't expect that Song Ming was also deceived. He was a wolf in human skin.

"Ah......" Yang Qian wanted to break free again, but he felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't break free at all. He is just cultivated, and even if he breaks free, it will not help.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yang Qian became weaker and weaker, more and more desperate.

"Roar ......" Suddenly there was a roar outside, like a wolf and a dog. Yang Qian was overjoyed: "Ice Dog Swallowing Moon has come here." ”

The appearance of the ice dog swallowing the moon is very cute, but it is also already in the foundation building period. It didn't find Yan Wushuang after it went back, and it followed Yan Wushuang's breath all the way.

Swallowing Moon lost no trace of Yan Wushuang outside the manor, so she yelled anxiously.

Ma Yuan had already explained, and the subordinates of the manor made an unceremonious move. The ordinary people in the manor are all acquired, and of course they are not the opponents of Swallowing the Moon, and they were killed in pieces.

"I'll go outside and have a look. Li Dui said. Zhang Heng nodded.

Jin Bu also said, "I will go with you." ”

The two opened the secret door and entered the manor. Swallow Moon is knocking twenty family members to the ground.

"Wicked, die. Li Dui didn't say a word, and slashed at the swallowing moon with his long sword. Jin Bu did not strike immediately, and stood to the side.

Li Dui's long sword carried a long sword qi and fell towards Swallowing Moon, Swallowing Moon slid slightly, as if a skateboard was installed under his feet, and he avoided it in an instant, and when he opened his mouth, it was a heavenly fire, falling towards Li Dui like a cannonball.

The fireball that swallowed the moon did not have any skill, and it went straight to the point, and Li Dui showed a contemptuous smile on his face, and said, "A beast is a beast." ”

Swallowing his mouth is just unable to speak, he already has a certain amount of wisdom, seeing Li Dui despise himself, he roared angrily, and the fireballs kept spitting out, which immediately drowned Li Dui. Li Dui was like a dancing god, jumping left and right, very embarrassed.

The golden cloth was silent, and he raised an iron ruler two fingers wide, and instantly came behind Swallowing Moon. A foot smashed on the top of Swallow Moon's head, smashing him to the ground, and he couldn't get up for half a day.

"Die!" Li Dui was overjoyed when he saw Swallow Moon fall to the ground, and pinched a sword trick in his right hand, and the long sword fell to Swallow Moon like lightning.

Swallow Moon shook her head and suddenly shrunk into a ball, like an ice hockey puck. Li Dui's long sword landed on the puck, causing bursts of sparks.

Swallowing Moon realized that he was not the opponent of the two, and the ice hockey rolled and fled towards Qinghu. Li Dui and Jin Bu pursued to the edge of the green lake and watched as Swallow Moon jumped into the water.

The two hesitated on the shore for a while, but still did not dare to enter the water. Because there is a terrifying existence in the green lake. The Guiyuan faction has left a legend since its own establishment that there is a powerful divine beast living in the green lake, Xuanwu, one of the four divine beasts.

There was a time when I didn't know who spread the word that Qinghu hid countless treasures, and many people came to hear about it. They did not listen to the persuasion of the Guiyuan faction and went deep into the lake, but they did not come back. At that time, the blue water of the lake was dyed red.

Li Dui and Jin Bu had seen this scene with their own eyes, and they didn't dare to go into the water even if they were killed!

......

Yan Chixia said goodbye to the flowerless monk and headed west, and heard the news of Yang Qian and Yan Wushuang in the next town of Qingyang Town. Yan Chixia calculated, there was a difference of three or four days, and his mind was even more restless, worried that something would happen to Yang Qian and Yan Wushuang, so he bought a good horse in the town and galloped westward.

It took Yang Qian and Yan Chixia three days to reach the Ghost Turtle Yuan Sect, and Yan Chixia only took a day and a half to reach the foot of the Turtle Yuan Sect Mountain. He had already inquired clearly, and Yang Qian and Yan Chixia had entered the Guiyuan faction.

Yan Chixia had a heart, knowing that the Immortal Cultivation Sect Party looked down on mortals very much. Therefore, when he worshiped the mountain gate, he told the gatekeeper that he was a new disciple of the monk Wuhua of Lengyan Temple, and took out the token given to him by the monk Wuhua, a jade wooden fish.

The Turtle Yuan faction really didn't dare to slack off, and politely welcomed him in.

"Hahaha, I thought that the flowerless monk, the head of the eight shows in the side door, had finally accepted the apprentice. It's just that the cultivation of the virtuous nephew is ......," a thin middle-aged man received Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia hurriedly said: "The family teacher also took me under the door wall. ”

"Oh, I see, I'm Zhao Xinjie of the Guiyuan faction, is there anything wrong with my nephew coming to the Guiyuan faction?"

Yan Chixia was already in a hurry, and hurriedly explained his intentions.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the father of Miss Yan. They had already left the Guiyuan faction in the morning, and it was Ma Yuan who sent them away. Zhao Xinjie said with a smile.

"Ah, they're gone! Yan Chixia didn't want to wait even a minute, turned around and walked out.

Zhao Xinjie shook his head and said to himself: "It's really interesting, the disciples of the Wuhua Monk have the same temper as him, and they are all impatient. ”

"Master, he's too rude!" Zhang He, who had been standing aside, said with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Xinjie glanced at him and said, "Among my three disciples, I am most optimistic about you, work harder, and don't be compared to the disciples of the flowerless monk." Zhao Xinjie also left.

Zhang He spread his hands, a little speechless, he would have known that he would not answer, isn't this a fire?

Yan Chixia walked out of the Turtle Yuan Sect, it was already dark, looked around, and planned to go to Qinghu Town to rest for one night.

Yan Chixia had just walked to the entrance of the town when he heard a huge direction in the southwest, with water vapor and fire rushing to the sky.

Yan Chixia thought to himself: "This is the territory of the Guiyuan faction, who dares to come here to make trouble." He walked without stopping, and when he came to the place of battle, he saw a small dog like an ice sculpture and a turtle fighting a monk each.

Yan Chixia stopped curiously and watched.

The battle in the field is none other than Swallowing the Moon and returning. This time, it also brought a little friend, a little Xuanwu.

Swallowing the moon went out early and returned late, and it was with Xiao Xuanwu in the green lake that he made friends. Now, he suffered losses from Li Dui and Jin Bu, and he was worried about Yan Wushuang's safety, so he called his new friend up.

The battle between the two and the two beasts was not fierce, but no one could help anyone. Yan Chixia was fascinated. It was the first time he had seen a monk fighting up close.

Yang Qian's location was deep underground, and he could only faintly hear the sound of battle, and he was very anxious in his heart, and he couldn't care about anything else, and Yang Ying appeared again.

This is the third appearance of Yang Ying today, and it has reached its limit. This time, Yang Qian did not let Yang Ying assassinate Zhang Heng, and cut off the chain on his right hand.

Yang Qian's right hand chain was broken, and with a wave of his hand, the blood-colored blood served out.

"Ahh......h

The blood orangutan let out a roar of rage, and grabbed Zhang Heng with both hands into claws. The legend of the Blood Demon made Zhang Heng a little at a loss, and he was frightened, and the Blood Servant only used three moves to twist Zhang Heng's head off.

Yang Qian couldn't care less about his weak body, picked up Yan Wushuang and rushed towards the exit.

In the underground palace, except for Zhang Heng, who is a foundation building monk, and Ma Yuan, who is still lying on the iron bed, the rest of the people are all acquired cultivators.

The blood servants have passed, and these people have become scum. Yang Qian didn't care about anything, just rushed forward. He had just secretly memorized the method of Li Dui and Jin Bu going out.

There was a clicking sound, and Yang Qian opened the passage, rushed out, and breathed fresh air again.

"Brother Yan......" Yang Qian was the first to see Yan Chixia and shouted.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter, Shuang'er ......" Yan Chixia hurriedly jumped over and helped Yang Qian to check Yan Wushuang's situation.

"Ahh......h Don't scare Abba!" Yan Chixia touched Yan Wushuang's pulse, knowing Yan Wushuang's situation, he shouted sadly.