I preach with black technology

Song Fuyao's residence can only be described as "a ruin".

The house that stood here has disappeared. The beams of the house have been smashed down, and there are no complete pieces of wood. They are smashed together with bricks, tiles and stones, and mixed with rough sand. The upper half of the tree was cut off, leaving only half of the tree stump trembling in the wind. When you get close, you can feel the sharp and horizontal sword aura, and there is nothing else.

Ying Sanliang was dumbfounded, and touched the tiny cracks on Wenchen Jianjian's body with distress, feeling quite empathetic: "...how much spirit stones will Fuyi have to pay for being destroyed like this?"

Back then when he and Fuyi competed in the Divine Creation Sect, they didn't dare to look for inhabited mountain peaks, for fear that they would hurt people or their residences, and the combined net worth of both of them would not be able to afford it.

He Changyue waved his hand, indicating that it was all small money, and said with great wealth: "No need to pay, now Senior Sister Fuyao and Senior Sister Fuyi are living with me. After a one-year agreement, Senior Sister Fuyao accepts the order of the head and directly moves to the Golden Palace. Go, what will this place become? It will become the former residence of the great sword sect master. In the future, I will set up a stall up and down the mountain. Anyone who wants to come up and visit must pay first."

Ying Sanliang was stunned by He Changyue's nimble little head: "Fellow Daoist is really... a money-making ghost."

He Changyue humbled himself: "It's easy to say, it's all because Bupo Junior Brother taught well, right Junior Brother?"

Lu Yan squinted at him, noncommittal, and asked, "Are you sure that your senior sister Fuyao will win the one-year contract?"

He Changyue let out a "嗐", his eyes lit up, and he had bad ideas one after another: "If you lose, you don't lose. When Senior Sister Fuyao and Duan Tongfeng are fighting, my Hua Lingshi will call thousands of disciples who have amplified the sound." The magic weapon cheers up Senior Sister Fuyao and disrupts Duan Tongfeng's sword, which can not only encourage Senior Sister Fuyao, but also put pressure on Duan Tongfeng, so as not to break Junior Brother, what do you think?"

Lu Yan replied sincerely: "I think you have been in Jianzong Qucai for so many years."

The sword repair battle has nothing to do with the five senses. If you don't look at it from a distance, his family asked his uncle, he can run, jump and fight even if he can't see. It can be seen that even if He Changyue really did this, Duan Tongfeng closed his ears Nothing happened.

He Changyue didn't hear the meaning behind the words, only heard the affirmation of his younger brother Bupo, and said happily: "Hey, I think so too!"

It was the first time Ying Sanliang met someone who was even tougher than herself: "..."

Brother He, the little ancestor is really not praising you.

Lu Yan held Ah Liang's hand, and they walked towards the ruins together.

It was also the main battlefield where Fuyi and Duan Tongfeng fought.

As he walked forward, even the air seemed to become sharper. Ying was wearing bloody clothes before he could change in time, and his body smelled sticky and bloody. Suddenly, he moved his nose and smelled the smell of blood getting stronger and cracked. Wen Chenjian felt the familiar aura and trembled slightly in Ying Sanliang's arms.

Although Ying Sanliang was defeated in the competition with Duan Tongfeng just now, his self-created swordsmanship tended to be perfect, and the connection with Wenchen Sword was closer. He had a deeper understanding of the two sword intents, and he frowned and said, "Fuyi...it seems like I haven't been forced to do this for a long time."

Fuyi's sword is sharp, powerful, and indomitable. Because she lives in the Divine Good Fortune Sect, her brothers, masters, and uncles have a good relationship, and there is no need to compete for resources. The only worry is poverty, so the sword is more free and easy. and uninhibited.

And in the ruins, the sword energy belonging to the Chaomu sword came, mixed with the pure Gengjin breath, more decisive and... leaving no room for it.

Ying Sanliang knew that Lu Yan once made an ultimate elemental space for Fuyi, which contained the pure and violent Gengjin element.

Using the ultimate elemental space, Fuyi really wanted to kill Duan Tongfeng at that time.

What happened that day?

He Changyue said: "I don't know what happened. Senior Sister Fuyi's 'Dawn and Sunshine' has a starlight barrier, and outsiders can't see the scene inside. In the end, several elders were alarmed, and 'Dawn and Sunset' was lifted." Afterwards, Senior Sister Fuyi and Duan Tongfeng separated from each other far away, and did not fight again, except for Senior Sister Fuyao who was enveloped inside, no one knew how the battle between the two of them was going."

Hearing the answer next to his ear, Ying Sanliang realized that he had asked the question in his heart, and he was not embarrassed, and asked along the way: "Did Senior Sister Fuyao tell you a few more words?"

"Senior Sister Fuyao only told me that Duan Tongfeng was seriously injured by Senior Sister Fuyi several times when Fuyi threw her a bottle of Rejuvenation Pill that day, but..." He Changyue said hesitantly. "My master told me that Senior Sister Fuyao was bitten to death in front of several elders for the sake of learning, and nothing else. In a big way, it is related to the relationship between the two sects of Sword Sect and Divine Creation Sect, so let's just let it go. "

When Lu Yan heard He Changyue's words behind him, he couldn't help raising his arms. His swordsmanship was taught by Fu Yi, and he could feel the sword intent that Ying Sanliang could feel.

A cursory glance at the moat outside the Sword Sect's gate caused Lu Yan to gain a little more understanding of the sword intent. The two sword qi in the ruins were obviously in a different position, but the other sword qi had a little more volley looking down. feeling.

Lu Yan took two steps forward again, deep into the center of the duel, the spiritual power in the meridians was churning, and the surrounding spiritual energy entered Lu Yan's body from every pore in an inverted shape, and the little Nascent Soul in the dantian turned over , sitting cross-legged and stretching, actually grew a circle out of thin air.

Ying Sanliang and He Changyue felt that the direction of the aura was wrong, and it was difficult for He Changyue to find anything at a low level. Ying Sanliang understood Lu Yan's situation at the moment, and his pupils constricted: "Ancestor!"

"Crack."

Lu Yan gritted his teeth and opened his eyes abruptly. The aura that surged into his body stopped immediately, and the vortex formed immediately dissipated. Lu Yan remained calm and temporarily compressed the huge aura in his meridians, and then digested it in his spare time.

He broke through.

After spending a year in the Demon Realm, the stable Nascent Soul stage broke through to the Nascent Soul stage in less than a month after returning to Central Continent.

Ying Sanliang is also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he is already several hundred years old.

Lu Yan only.

The right hand holding Ah Liang was suddenly clenched, Lu Yan took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at Ah Liang.

Ah Liang's soft hair covered half of his eyes, and there was a faint golden glow between his brows, depicting complex lines and patterns. His eyes, which were indistinguishable from those of the human race, were dyed a little dark red. Ah Liang walked to the other side of Lu Yan, holding his hands together. Hold up Lu Yan's left hand.

Lu Yan suddenly realized that the back of his left hand was cut open by the surrounding sword energy at some point. The wound was not big, and only a little blood oozes out.If it wasn't for Ah Liang, Lu Yan wouldn't have felt the pain.

——With the self-healing ability of the Nascent Soul cultivator, if you wait a little longer, the wound will heal by itself and become invisible.

Then, Ah Liang lowered his head, and covered the wound on the back of Lu Yan's hand with his cold lips.

It was frighteningly cold.

Lu Yan immediately withdrew his hand, the blood oozing from the wound had disappeared, leaving only white marks.

Ah Liang seemed puzzled, and wanted to touch Lu Yan's hand again, but was repeatedly avoided by Lu Yan. Ah Liang licked his lips, pursed his mouth, and brought his eyebrows together in aggrieved way.

Lu Yan took out the brush with his right hand, and the end of Tianzhu landed accurately on the center of Ah Liang's eyebrows. The looming sealing formation gradually sank into the center of the eyebrows, and no trace could be seen, and the dark red in the depths of Ah Liang's eyes gradually disappeared. , the child blinked in confusion, and said in surprise, "Brother Bupo, how did you get hurt?"

Ying stepped between Lu Yan and A Liang forcefully, separated them sharply, held Lu Yan's hand exaggeratedly, and said loudly: "Ancestor, I did not protect you properly and hurt you! "

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Afterwards, the smell of blood that had fermented for a long time made Ah Liang cover his nose and step back a few steps, responding in twos and twos: "Ancestor, how are you?"

Lu Yan shook his head: "It's okay."

At this moment, promotion has its benefits. The seal between Ah Liang's brows was unstable just now, and Lu Yan just broke through the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and was able to strengthen the seal by another layer.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see here," Lu Yan hooked his hands, A Liang ran to Lu Yan's side in small steps, squeezed his nose to avoid Ying Sanliang, he didn't know what he did just now, he just felt After being in a trance for a while, he was awakened by Ying Sanliang directly by Xun Xun. Lu Yan didn't know what Ah Liang was thinking, and he probably wouldn't say anything if he knew it. He shouted, "He Changyue, I only know you in Jianzong, can you How many days have you bothered me?"

"Okay, okay, anyway, my place is big, and it was built according to the He family's mansion in my world. There are not many other things, but more rooms." He Changyue rubbed his hands, and asked shamelessly, "Brother Bupo , how many days do you live in, do you pay rent?"

Lu Yan replied as he took a step: "After the one-year agreement, I have some things to do after the handover of the head of Jianzong. As for the rent, think about what is missing. I will let the disciples of the sect give it to you first." For the supply, I will be free for three months, and I will refine a few magic tools for you, and I will personally give you a [-]% discount on the price, is that enough?"

He Changyue was so happy that his eyebrows were flying, his brain was already running fast, he made a long order for the goods he was missing, and after looking at it for nothing, he wanted to give the best room in his mansion to his junior brother. Confessing Lu Yan, he quickly responded: "Enough is enough, it really is not to break the junior brother, it is generous!"

You must know that Lu Yan has been in the Demon Realm for two years, and the magic weapon he made with his own hands can be sold for sky-high prices. He Changyue made a lot of money by relying on his good relationship with Lu Yan and a lot of things in his hand, which also caused He Changyue There are not many stocks in stock now. According to his thinking, Lu Yan's magic weapon will definitely become more and more valuable in the future. If he doesn't stock up now, let alone when.

Lu Yan chuckled twice, and asked casually, "Is my senior sister's injury better?"

"It's much better. I can jump, I can jump, I can tie a villain to Duan Tongfeng... Hiss, no," He Changyue replied subconsciously. When he realized what he said, he swallowed involuntarily, and his neck joints creaked a few times. Turning to Lu Yan's jade-like face, it was as if he saw Yan Luo in broad daylight, "Junior Brother, listen to me, I'm not... I don't, I, I'm wronged."

Lu Yan smiled but said, "Oh? Brother He, tell me, I'm all ears."

God, this ancestor even called "Senior Brother He" who hasn't been called in 800 years.

He Changyue thought about it, and finally leaned towards Lu Yan. He will die sooner or later. Offending Senior Sister Fuyi is just a physical punishment.

Thousands of fragrances and ten thousand fragrances are the most fragrant.

So He Changyue became cruel, and said, "It's all Senior Sister Fuyi who told me to hide it from you, it's really none of my business!"

"Ah!"

Fuyi sneezed heavily.

Song Fuyao, who was practicing sword in the courtyard, kept moving his hands and asked, "Senior Sister Fuyi?"

"Maybe someone is scolding me behind my back." Fuyi rubbed her nose, covered her chest and coughed twice. In her other hand, she was holding a small wooden stick, which was just broken off from a tree outside the yard, and there was a pan on it. Yellow leaves, she lifted the branch up and said to Song Fuyao, "Low, raise your wrist a little bit, yes, that's it."

Song Fuyao followed Fuyi's guidance to straighten out the newly learned swordsmanship. As the last move, Song Fuyao made several awkward postures and said, "I just went down the mountain, and I heard the disciples in the sect say that there are two The foreign monks fought with Duan Tongfeng, I asked about the appearance of the two, and one of them sounded like your little brother."

Fuyi: "..."

Fuyi's hand holding the wooden stick trembled slightly: "Why did you arrive at Jianzong so soon? He Changyue didn't even notify me!"

She knew that Lu Yan arrived at Jianzong today, but she didn't know when it would arrive, and she kept wishing that her little brother would come more slowly, and more slowly.

"This set of swordsmanship doesn't seem suitable for me to practice," Song Fuyao retracted her sword. Her natal spirit sword was named "Kunpeng", and the blade was two inches wider than other swords. , the swordsmanship I just practiced is Fuyi's Chaomu swordsmanship, whether it is the degree of compatibility between the sword and her own, or the sword intent, it is far from Song Fuyao himself. Song Fuyao said, "Junior Brother He's temper ,I am afraid……"

Can't hide it for long.

Song Fuyao didn't have a lot of experience with He Changyue, but getting along with He Changyue didn't require experience.

"Don't ask for understanding, just do it. I don't teach you the self-created swordsmanship so that you can practice it, but to let you find more commonalities in the swordsmanship, so that you can defeat Duan Tongfeng and my company in a one-year agreement. Lao Ben is going all out," Fuyi fiddled with her hair twice, and it was messy on her shoulders, just as confused as her mind, Fuyi gritted her teeth, "If it wasn't for Duan Tongfeng, would I have been injured? If it wasn't for the injury, I would have missed meeting him. My little junior brother, if my little junior brother finds out that I was injured, what will I do with my pocket money in the future!"

Song Fuyao: "..."

So, Senior Sister Fuyi, you only care about your pocket money.

"It's a pity, senior sister, your pocket money is indeed gone."

A clear voice came from outside the courtyard door, Fuyi trembled immediately, threw the wooden stick in his hand, stepped on the villain she had tied up with Duan Tongfeng, raised his Chaomu sword, raised his chest and raised his head, showing with all his strength My own strength: "Where is the injury, who is the injury, are you injured, little brother?"

Lu Yan stepped in, while Ying Sanliang and He Changyue hid behind tremblingly, not daring to enter.

Song Fuyao met Lu Yan for the first time.

There's no way, she's been in seclusion for too long.

When Lu Yan started, she had already retreated for several years.

The young man wore a white Taoist robe, and embroidered complicated rune patterns with silver thread. Neither the embroidery thread nor the fabric were ordinary things.

Not like a monk, but like the son of a rich family.

Song Fuyao felt Lu Yan's realm a little bit, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Not long after she broke through the Nascent Soul, she couldn't feel Lu Yan's realm, which meant that Lu Yan was at least in the middle of the Nascent Soul.

Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

I'm used to hearing Fu Yi say that her little junior brother is very talented, no one in her peers or even in Central Continent can match, so this is where the genius ends.

Lu Yan was polite: "Senior Sister Fuyao is well."

Ah Liang followed Lu Yan and called someone. He had met many of Lu Yan's friends and elders these days, and he knew how to address them in his heart.

Song Fuyao returned the gift: "Junior Brother came from afar, and I have never greeted him from afar. If the etiquette is not proper, Junior Brother will forgive me."

Lu Yan also said: "Senior Sister Fuyao is polite, but I really want to know, how did Senior Sister Fuyi get hurt during the competition with Duan Tongfeng that day?"

Song Fuyao was sandwiched between the two senior sisters and younger brothers, Fuyao desperately gestured at her, while Lu Bupo's younger brother smiled and felt more oppressive than her master, Song Fuyao's scalp was numb, after thinking for a while, he decided not to get involved in other people's family affairs : "Or, let Senior Sister Fuyi speak for herself."

Fuyi: "..."

Song Fuyao, you didn't even understand the most basic trap, how will you inherit the Sword Sect in the future?

Ah!

Fuyi denied that he was injured, but Lu Yan asked "how did Fuyi get injured", and he was sure that the injury did exist, Song Fuyao's answer seemed to be saying "Yes, Fuyi was injured, I can't say, You have to tell Fuyi yourself."

Lu Yan smiled like

Mu Chunfeng: "Senior Sister Fuyi?"

Fuyi took a deep breath: "I really..."

Lu Yan was concise: "Pocket money."

Flick the bamboo tube and pour the beans: "I seriously injured Duan Tongfeng three times, and I fed him the three rejuvenation pills. After all, it would not be good for me if he died. The last time I taught him a lesson, he mentioned you to me and said You will surely die under his hands in the future, so can I bear it? Of course I couldn't hold back the killer, who knows where the guy surnamed Duan came from behind, and the burst of sword energy hurt my heart. It’s no big deal for a few days, if I knew the Rejuvenation Pill, I’d keep one, it’s a waste for Duan!”

In fact, Duan Tongfeng's speech that day was even worse, so that Fuyi couldn't control his emotions at all, and used the power of Gengjin in the ultimate elemental space to kill Duan Tongfeng.

She doesn't allow anyone to threaten everything she cares about.

The moment he started, Fuyi had already decided to sever ties with the Shenhaohuazong, and to bear the responsibility of killing the chief of the Jianzong, so as to minimize the influence between the two sects.

But these things, there is no need for the younger brother to know.

Fuyi's heart is madly tied to a villain of the same style, but it's a pity that she is a good medicine!

Lu Yan once gave Fuyi a lot of things that he didn't need. Huichun Dan was very valuable. When Fuyi went out to find someone to fight and lose money, he used Huichun Dan to exchange money. In the end, there was only one bottle left, and he gave it to Duan Tongfeng. It's useless to get hurt yourself, you can only take some other medicines.

After talking about his own experience in one breath, Fu Yi did not feel guilty about omitting certain details, but became more confident: "I have said everything, don't deduct my pocket money!"

Is it easy for her to save money!

Lu Yan caught a message.

Duan Tongfeng wanted to kill him.

But Duan Tongfeng will definitely not have this opportunity in the future.

Lu Yan threw two bottles of Rejuvenation Pills to Fuyi—when he first entered the Demon Realm, there were a lot of Rejuvenation Pills in the pills given by Uncle Huaisheng—Lu Yan knew the cause and effect were not so simple, but it didn't matter, anyway, the only target of vendetta was Duan Tongfeng one.

Lu Yan said to Song Fuyao: "Senior Sister Fuyao, I want to help you obtain the position of head in the one-year agreement, I wonder if Senior Sister can agree to my two conditions."

Song Fuyao is a sword cultivator, she has a straight temper, which doesn't mean she's stupid: "I've heard that Junior Brother's main attack talisman and array are two ways, so don't tell me he also dabbles in swordsmanship?"

Lu Yan shook his head: "I don't know anything about swordsmanship."

Ying Sanliang and He Changyue outside the door: "..."

You are so humble.

Song Fuyao asked again: "How can Junior Brother help me?"

"It's very simple." Lu Yan used his spiritual power to draw a portrait. It was he who was looking at Tianzhu outside Jianzong, and saw the scene of the ancestor of Jianzong. Feng Xian, "I'll help senior sister sort out your ancestor's sword manual, if it's not enough—"

Where the spiritual power poured out, large and small phantoms jumped out, and they began to dance swords one by one, each phantom was different.

Song Fuyao was terrified, she went to Tianzhu every day, and she remembered clearly a few phantoms. After being horrified, Song Fuyao immediately stabilized her mind, she knew that this was the choice Lu Yan was giving her.

Song Fuyao never had a choice in the past, she was grateful to Jianzong and Master for bringing her into Taoism and teaching her swordsmanship, and she hated being bound to another person when she was ignorant, until now, she is qualified to compete with Duan Tongfeng.

I don't want to lose, I can't lose.

Song Fuyao looked firm, and said: "If you don't break, please tell me, Junior Brother."

Lu Yan put away the projector, and stood under the light, but everyone felt a piercing chill: "The first condition is that Senior Sister Fuyao stabs Duan Tongfeng with a sword on his left shoulder during the competition, and then Break his heart."

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!