I preach with black technology

Lu Yan dreamed of that pure white space for the second time. The difference from the first time was that the golden light flowing in the pure white space became increasingly pale, only occasionally shining for a moment, and then dimmed as if being suppressed by something.

The child wearing a red bellyband is lying on his back in the space weakly. His originally solid body is a little illusory. There is a huge and extremely complicated golden magic circle under him. The child is lying in the center, breathing in and out, golden light Submerged into his body, barely maintaining the entity.

Lu Yan walked over, squatted down and poked the child's belly, and said, "I haven't seen you for ten years, how did you become like this?"

"It's all tears." The child didn't move, and he didn't care about the finger poking his belly. The vicissitudes of life couldn't be concealed in his immature voice, "I didn't expect that thing to kill me. So strong."

Lu Yan didn't ask the child what the "thing" was. He patted the hem of his clothes, sat next to the child, and asked, "How long can you hold on?"

The child struggled to raise his hand, and patted it on Lu Yan's knee: "Don't worry, as long as you don't have a dog leash, I should be fine."

Yo, I even know the word dog leash.

Lu Yan fiddled with the child's hand, put on a pose of "end of life" for him, and said, "What if my dog ​​brings it with me?"

The child folded his hands on his lower abdomen, reluctantly opened his eyes a little bit, his head didn't move, his eyeballs slid to the side, looked at Lu Yan, and said with a blank expression: "It's okay, the big deal is that I will take the whole plane with me." I will be buried with you."

These words really smell like Tianliang Wangpo.

"Then I can't afford it," Lu Yan motioned the child to turn his eyes away and look at Zhi Ren, "I'm probably about to cross the Nascent Soul Tribulation soon."

The child was silent for a while, with an inexplicable sense of grievance in his voice: "I know, but I can't protect you anymore."

"Little kid," Lu Yan snorted, and rubbed the child's hair indiscriminately with his big hands. He noticed that his body was becoming transparent, maybe he was about to wake up from a dream. The moment before Lu Yan disappeared , looked at the child, and said seriously, "You said you trusted me last time, so continue to trust me reluctantly."

After Lu Yan disappeared, the little baby didn't move. After a long time, he pouted and said in a low voice, "You're so young, I'm bigger than your two lifetimes combined."

In the pure white space where no one can set foot, the mysterious golden lines are reinfused with vitality and radiance, and the little baby's fleshy hands slowly land on the place where Lu Yan just sat, evoking a small smile.

"But I really believe in you."

Lu Yan's eyelids moved.

I don't know who yelled: "Lu Bupo, Lu Bupo, just squeak when you wake up!"

Lu Yan's ears were buzzing: "..."

Who is so careless.

Then, there were footsteps from Wu Lala nearby, and a rough hand touched Lu Yan's wrist.

"Uncle, how about not breaking Junior Brother?"

"Master Gu, give me a quick word, do I have to pay back the debt in the future!"

Ying Sanliang, what's the matter with your irrepressible cheerful voice?

Lu Yan opened his eyes, and as expected, he saw the Valley Master of the Medical Valley beside the bed, with a serious face to check his pulse; Meng Ke put on his disciple's Taoist robe, and squeezed next to the Master of the Medical Valley; I want to get closer to see if my big man is still shrinking behind and dare not step forward.

There is only Ying Sanliang, with a sleepwalking expression of "I won't want to be free".

Lu Yan coughed twice: "150 years, even one day less."

Ying Sanliang touched his nose guiltily: "Then don't be so scary."

Meng Ke let out a heavy breath: "It's good to wake up, Junior Brother Bupo, do you feel any discomfort?"

Lu Yan blinked his eyes, and his spiritual power traveled along the meridians for a week, but he didn't notice anything wrong: "It's okay, what's wrong with me?"

Ying Sanliang recalled: "At that time, after the wolf king left, I suddenly couldn't sense your aura. I went into the yard and saw that you had fallen unconscious on the ground. Brother Meng Ke gave you a Qingshen Dan. , it didn’t help much, so I hurried and sent you to the Valley of Medicine.”

After Xun Cang left?

Lu Yan frowned, he had no memory of this period of time, and couldn't remember why he fell into a coma: "How long have I been in a coma?"

Ying said in twos and twos: "One day and one night."

Lu Yan counted the time: "Isn't tomorrow the succession ceremony of Brother Kong Qing? It's really time for me to wake up."

Meng Ke didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he turned his head and asked the owner of the Valley of Medicine: "Master, can you see what's wrong with not breaking the body?"

Huaisheng, the main road of Yigu Valley, did not know what he ate in his early years. A small flower grew on the top of his head, which could sense his mood. At this time, the leaves of the small flower supported the petals, as if he was meditating. Huaisheng pinched a talisman with one hand , A misty green light enveloped Lu Yan's body.

The green light exuded a pure aroma of grass and trees, which was warm and harmonious. Lu Yan couldn't help but take a deep breath. In an instant, Lu Yan felt his soul move, and his exhaustion disappeared.

Huai Sheng pulled back his strength, nodded his head and said, "It should be caused by fatigue, just get some sleep."

The most authoritative Yigu Guzhu made a final decision, Ying Sanliang felt relieved, and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, the ghost knows that if you don't wake up, I will go to the wolf king to settle the score."

Yuan Chi also leaned forward, put the popcorn in a cloth bag and handed it to Lu Yan: "I like it."

Lu Yan ate a small handful and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"

Yuan Chi raised his head happily, and bumped into a pillar of the beam without accident, making a "bang" sound.

He was used to bumping against the door frame on the spirit boat, and he didn't feel any pain, so he rubbed his head and laughed honestly.

Meng Ke wanted to say something, but was stopped by Huai Sheng's eyes, Meng Ke understood it, and said: "Since there is nothing wrong, we will not disturb Junior Brother's rest, Daoist Fellow, Young City Master, why don't you sit with me. "

Ying Sanliang was not stupid, so he could hear the meaning behind his words, he pulled Yuan Chi to go out: "Then we will be disrespectful...you idiot, why are you so strong?"

After everyone left, only Lu Yan and Huai Sheng were left in the room.

Lu Yan was waiting for Huaisheng to speak.

The little flowers on Huaisheng's head are wilting, and his hair and beard are as gray as an old man. The owner of the valley who has supported Yigu for hundreds of years is in his twilight years. He said: "Your uncle is the only one in the past thousand years. Those who step into Mahayana and dare to hit the last barrier."

Lu Yan didn't expect Huaisheng's first words to be the former head of the Divine Creation Sect.

Huaisheng's cloudy eyes showed a trace of nostalgia: "At that time, Pei Zhan was already a Yuanying Dzogchen, and he was only one step away from being able to transform into a god. Your uncle thought that there would be a successor, and he responded without any scruples. What happened later will be yours. You should have heard that your master uncle failed to pass the tribulation, and your master and his brothers tried their best to send his broken soul into reincarnation, and because of this, he was beaten back from Huashen to Nascent Soul."

Lu Yan erected his pillow, half leaned on the bed, and nodded hesitantly: "I have indeed heard about it."

Xun Cang told Lu Yan that he was beaten back to Yuan Ying, which coincided with what Huai Sheng said.

Huaisheng smiled, and the nostalgia in his eyes disappeared: "I dare not cross the God of Transformation Tribulation, for fear that if I die, there will be no successors in the Valley of Medicine. What happened later will strengthen my determination not to cross the Thunder Tribulation of Purple Darkness."

"Your uncle

There has never been a reincarnation," Huai Sheng paused every word, as if he had spent all his strength for hundreds of years, and said dejectedly, "His body died and his dao disappeared, leaving no soul behind, and even his body turned into flying under the thunder calamity Grey, I can't find it at all. "

"Boom!"

In a trance, a thunder rang through his ears. Lu Yan quickly arranged the known information together, and an invisible line connected all the clues. The Dantian Jindan shook restlessly, eager to evolve into limbs.

Lu Yan adjusted his breath and asked, "Then why did Master Shu retreat back to Nascent Soul?"

"I don't know," Huaisheng shook his head. These secrets have been kept in his heart for a long time, and now he can finally tell them, "I only know that after asking, he went to the Wolf King to find Cang, and went to the real world to find Tianzhu, and then he returned to the sect. The realm is regressed, and the eyes are blind."

Wolf hair and Tianzhu.

Lu Yan couldn't help touching the chest where the pen was placed, with sharp eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "I really want to know, why did Master Huaisheng tell me alone?"

The petals of the small flower on the top of Huaisheng's head unfolded, and Huaisheng's face was full of wrinkles. He looked at the 16-year-old Jindan junior in front of him with a solemnity and relief that he had never seen before: "The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, People are one of them. Perhaps, you are the one."

The old Yigu Valley Master was about to leave, his back was a little hunched, Lu Yan looked at him quietly, and suddenly said: "Uncle Huaisheng."

Huaisheng turned around.

Lu Yan put his hands into his sleeves and said, "Thank you for letting me know, Uncle. If there is any emergency tomorrow, I hope Uncle will not be offended."

At night, Lu Yan sat on the roof with a small hummingbird resting on his shoulder, looking at the starry sky endlessly.

For some reason, Meng Ke walked to the place where Lu Yan lived. After searching for a while, he couldn't find anyone. When he was about to leave, he raised his head subconsciously and saw Lu Yan on the roof: "Don't break the junior brother?"

Lu Yan temporarily cut off contact with Hummingbird: "Brother Kong Qing, shouldn't you be preparing for the ceremony now?"

Meng Ke flew up and sat side by side with Lu Yan. The hummingbird on his shoulder was very fluffy and cute: "What is this?"

"The hummingbird drone," Lu Yan explained briefly, "is a magic weapon, it can be used for patrolling, or it can be kept as a pet for fun."

With a movement of Lu Yan's shoulders, the hummingbird seemed to come alive. Heidou's eyes rolled around, his wings spread, and he jumped onto Meng Ke's shoulder, rubbing his face with his soft feathers.

Meng Ke's face was itchy from being rubbed, and he laughed loudly: "It's so beautiful, it's actually a magic weapon."

Lu Yan took out a hummingbird with pure blue feathers from the storage bag: "If Brother Kong Qing likes it, I will give you another one."

Meng Ke liked it very much. After learning to activate it, he put the hummingbird on his head and said, "I'm a little nervous."

Lu Yan asked: "Is it because you want to inherit the Valley of Medicine?"

"Yes."

Night may be able to stimulate the most vulnerable side of the heart. Meng Ke has always been the last sentence of Yigu, "That child Kongqing is very good, but it is a pity that he has two spiritual roots."

"I don't know if I can support the Valley of Medicine like my uncle."

Meng Ke tilted his head. Under the night sky, Lu Yan's side face was covered with a layer of light. He remembered that in Baiqiu City, every movement of Junior Brother Bupo was so firm and decisive. He firmly believes in every word he says, and he is the youngest, but he is more reliable than anyone else.

Even Meng Ke himself is so convinced.

Meng Ke thought countless times, if he hadn't been able to discover the problem of the soul this time, if he hadn't discovered the problem of the soul, and hadn't had the automatic alchemy furnace he made, and the disciples of the Divine Creation Sect all over Central Continent, the strange disease in Baiqiu City could have been cured by him. ?Even if it can be cured, how many people will die in the whole city?Will this strange disease spread to the whole of Central Continent?

Then the lives of the people will be overwhelmed, and there will be no one in ten.

Thinking about these questions repeatedly, the more Meng Ke thought about it, the more suspicious he became, could he really take care of Good Medicine Valley?

Judging by his age, Meng Ke is several rounds older than Lu Yan. In terms of his mind, Meng Ke is like a transparent person in front of Lu Yan, who can see clearly.

Lu Yan said lightly: "No one is born to take responsibility."

"Senior Brother Kong Qing, you should not think about how I will inherit the Medical Valley, but should think about how to make the Medical Valley better after I accept the seal of the head tomorrow."

Meng Ke suddenly realized.

Yeah, why does he think so many "ifs"?

Meng Ke laughed at himself and said, "It's my obsession, thank you Bupo for waking me up."

Lu Yan shrugged and took out a small storage bag: "The congratulatory gift I gave you should be given to you tomorrow, and I will let you see it in advance today."

Meng Ke opened the storage bag, and inside were three identical alchemy furnaces, plus a refining method and instructions: "This..."

Lu Yan said: "I see that you like the automatic alchemy furnace very much. These three store six kinds of alchemy recipes and nine kinds of alchemy recipes respectively, and the remaining one is dedicated to the Qingshen pill. The refining method and formation are also given to you. Mind?"

"I like it very much," Meng Ke put the storage bag in his arms, "Thank you for not breaking it, and I will buy you cheaper medicines in the future!"

Just as Lu Yan was about to say something, another room in the yard opened the door, and a monk looked up at them: "You two..."

Meng Ke whispered to Lu Yan, "Chief of Jianzong, Duan Tongfeng."

Lu Yan woke up and hadn't seen the legendary chief swordsman until now. He heard that the swordsmanship was very talented, but he couldn't beat his own senior sister Fuyi. Lu Yan became a little interested: "Senior Brother Duan?"

Duan Tongfeng nodded, showing no sign of going up to the roof: "Is it Fuyi's junior brother?"

Lu Yan didn't go down either: "That's right."

Duan Tongfeng put his hands behind his back: "It's very good to have a golden core cultivation base at such a young age."

Lu Yan's eyes were subtle.

Why does it sound like there is something in the words?

Duan Tongfeng stood at attention, raised his neck and said, "Cultivation is not something that happens overnight. Fuyi is like you. It's not good to be too public, especially for a female cultivator. If I didn't let her... ..."

"Wait, wait, wait," Lu Yan said strangely when he saw this kind of person for the first time, "Who are you insulting, my senior sister is a little higher than you, so you can win with one hand."

Duan Tongfeng didn't change his face: "You too, you are only 16 years old and you are in the limelight. It is the age when you should practice hard. If you are so impetuous, be careful not to go astray."

Meng Ke was also speechless, and whispered in Lu Yan's ear: "Since I came back, he has been telling me about 'I shouldn't give up the master ceremony to save mortals' for a long time."

Lu Yan cupped his hands: "If I can become a monk like Senior Brother Duan..."

Duan Tongfeng smiled in satisfaction.

Lu Yan pretended to sigh: "Then I would rather cut off my meridians and reincarnate."

Could it be that Duan Tongfeng couldn't hear the irony in it?

"you!"

After Lu Yan said goodbye to Meng Ke, Shi Shiran jumped off the roof and slammed the door to lock Duan Tongfeng out.

Tsk, no wonder Senior Sister Fuyi said that Duan Tongfeng is not a good guy.

Not really.