One inch loyalty

The little cloth man on his finger bone tremblingly stood up when he heard how frivolous he was,

Yu Yan was taken aback, quickly burst out laughing, and coaxed softly: "Fei Guang, sit down, sit down."

The villain stood there for a long while, then sat back with lingering anger, and stared at Yu Yan with all his strength, but it was a pity that Yu Yan hadn't painted his eyebrows for it, so no one knew that its eyes were awe-inspiring. With a dignified look.

Yu Xianchang walked around the foot of the mountain a few times slowly, and finally found a drowsy Wanxia Mountain to pick up his disciples, and went up the fairy ladder all the way, pretending to be another unknown visitor in the grand event.

It's just that he arrived too late, and the many abodes on the mountainside have already got their own owners, and the rest are large courtyards shared by dozens of people.Yu Xianchang even looked at a few places, but it was not suitable to settle down. The little cloth man followed him to the wall a few times, annoyed him for taking a leisurely walk along the way, and trembled a lot.

Yu Yan didn't understand it, and accidentally saw it, but asked with a surprised smile: "Fei Guang, what's there to be happy about?"

While taking advantage of the flying light to be "happy", he quietly touched the top of the villain's head with his fingertips, and continued to search and inquire until sunset, but there was still no progress, so he went to visit the head of the outer sect of Wanxia Mountain He took out the aged Jade Plaque of Beast Sect Headmaster from his bosom, and by virtue of his status as a last-year headmaster, he obtained a single-family, pure and clean house to settle down.

Needless to say how to talk freely and laughingly during the period.

The little cloth man was hidden in Yu Yan's palm, half of the cloth was dust from broken leaves, and half was Yu Yan's sweat.

Yu Xianchang saw it in his eyes, and after moving into the abbot, he first filled more than ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones into the eyes of the formation, set up the protective formation, and then busily lifted the flying light high and placed it on the eaves to divert water. Enjoying the cool air on the bamboo tube, people have fanned it for a long time.

After doing all this, Yu Yan can take care of himself.He pulled out the wooden hairpin, washed his hands and face casually, sat on the rock in the courtyard, and joked with Fei Guang: "Fei Guang, is my head walking fast today, is it steady?"

The sect controlled by Yu Yan has been passed down to his generation, and there is only one mountain, a dilapidated Taoist palace, and only a handful of him.Just claiming to be the head of the sect, he made himself laugh out loud and slumped on the stone.

The villain sits on the bamboo pipe with the sound of gurgling water, with his head lowered, pretending to be looking at the thick snow, the gust of wind, the heavy clouds, and the thin moon in the mountains; but he is actually looking at Yu Yan in a state of madness.

Yu Yan laughed for a long time before he recovered his breath, poured water again, took out a snow-white handkerchief and a jade-toothed comb from the low-grade Sumeru ring, and then lit a fan of beast incense in front of Fei Guang.

The little cloth man hurriedly got up, his body bulging with rags, and said sharply, "What are you going to do?"

Yu Xianchang looked at him with a smile, shielded the wind with one hand, held the incense with the other, opened his mouth, and blew lightly on the Beast Incense, the vast fragrance mist immediately dispersed, like flower buds blooming at night, and thousands of flowers emerged from the huge flower cup Wan Rui, every time you flick your fingers, the flowers will fade away and turn into a white mist that fills the courtyard.

Surrounded by white mist, the little cloth man swayed and swayed on the bamboo tube, seemingly awake or drunk.

After a short moment, the phantom of Qingluan suddenly appeared in the midair, and the incarnation of the cloth man was instantly broken by the original shape of the flying light, and three or four pieces of scattered cloth and six or seven green feathers and green feathers fell down.

Seeing that the bamboo tube was broken and the water splashed down, Yu Yan hurried forward a few steps, and caught the huge monster in his heart, and he was also heavily crushed to the ground.

The blue luan's feathers are plump and beautiful, the shallow part is like clear water, and the deep part is like black dyed green hills. The tail feathers are extremely long, covering all the stone tables and chairs in the courtyard firmly, and the remaining tail feathers are slightly raised, covering half of the face stone wall.

Yu Yan couldn't help touching the fine feathers on its neck, and after a while he said in a low voice: "Fei Guang, you're dirty, I'll wipe it for you...I know you don't want to, so I used the beast incense as a last resort. Don't be angry with me, sleep well, you won't remember when you wake up."

After Yu Yan said that, he hugged Qingluan tightly, tried his best to push it away half a minute, and struggled to crawl out from under its belly.

The man stroked his messy hair, picked up the water basin, filled it with water, and poured it out at the same time, beating the green luan up and down to make it wet, and he was still comfortably reciting a poem: "I am Qingdu Shanshuilang, Tianjiao Loose and careless..."

Although Qingluan was drowsy, her mind couldn't be more sober, and she cursed angrily in her heart: Who said I don't remember?

After a pause, he complained bitterly: Sure enough, it's such a cleansing again, it's really hateful.

Yu Xianchang didn't know that someone was slandering him, so he poured twenty basins of clean water with great energy, so that the flying light's crest was crooked, his wings were submissive, his tail feathers were also wet and sticky, and his whole body lost a lot of weight. Only then did he raise his noble hand, grabbed the scarf and shook it a few times, then put it on his shoulders, raised the left and right sleeves, and still chanted wild poems and crazy lines: "I once approved Luzhi Fengchi, and I played Liuyun to borrow the moon chapter." !"

Qingluan became even more annoyed when he heard this, how could this person have been to Jiuchong Qingdu, where he had been appointed an official by the Emperor of Heaven; how could he have worshiped the Lord of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning, and worn a badge of wind and cloud, so he dared to speak so arrogantly.

It can't wait to spread its wings, pluck up the branches, warn this person in a stern voice, teach him the way of nature and human relations, correct his arrogance, take him to respect the gods and worship the Buddha, and practice honestly from then on.

But Yu Yan had already wetted the snow-white towel in the water, squatted beside Feiguang, wiped it gently starting from the dazzling feather crown, carefully wiped away the dripping water one by one, and chanted in succession: "Poetry Wanjuan, With a thousand cups of wine, others clap their hands and laugh at Shu Kuang... What's wrong with being sparse, what's wrong with being crazy?"

If Feiguang hadn't been fascinated by the beast fragrance, his body would have been itchy enough to tremble.

Yu Xianchang hugged Qingluan's upper body for a few inches, and told it to rest its short beak on his shoulder and its long neck to press heavily on his chest. The few tufts of down feathers are well taken care of, with a vague smile in his mouth: "There are three thousand people who certify the Tao, but I can fly light."

Beneath Feiguang was the body of a man, with rambunctious words in his ears, and there was no way to avoid it. At the time when he was inexplicably ashamed and his consciousness was trembling, Yu Yan suddenly stood up, put it back into the water, and turned to To wipe the tufts of tail feathers.

The feathers are very flexible, holding them in the hands, they are still better than the colorful brocades, with the light of spring.

When Yu Yan concentrated his attention on wiping, the tail feathers were radiant and swaying between his fingers.

After Fei Guang was groomed by him like this, the incarnation of spiritual consciousness squinted his eyes from itching, and once he came back to his senses, he was so angry that he closed his five senses, neither seeing nor hearing.

Yu Xianchang went around the small courtyard a few times, brushing Feiguang from head to tail several times, and finally picked up the jade-toothed comb and combed its feathers carefully.

The jade comb is only one palm wide and half a palm long, with a bright jade color, it shuttles between the feathers, like a fish swimming in an abyss, it takes a long time to swim back and forth.

But Yu Yan's life is long, he has nothing else to do, he is very meticulous and patient from the beginning to the end, measuring inch by inch, combing out bit by bit, causing the tail feathers to stretch slowly, the wings gradually fluffy, and finally land on the crest.

The moisture in the feather crown was still there, and it hung down like a scorpion. Yu Yan combed it several times with a jade comb, and then each one was lifted up, and it was divided into several clusters again.

After finishing everything, Yu Xianchang straightened up, staggered and sat back on the stone, wiped sweat with his sleeves, and looked at it with a smile. It took a long time before he tapped his five fingers on his heart, and took Qingluan back to his heart for nourishment. After running the fire-type kung fu for a while, Fei Guang would be warmed up a bit, so as not to catch cold.

Looking at the muddy snow and the criss-crossing pools of water, he chuckled softly, "Fei Guang, go to sleep."

After saying that, the fire crow in his palm flew out, quietly melting away all traces.

Yu Yan was bored on Wanxia Mountain, and carved many strange incarnations for Fei Guang with rotten wood and broken stones.

Reluctantly, Fei Guang tried cloth, stone, wood, and iron, and finally came the day when the sea of ​​red flames opened.

After noon, thousands of monks gathered on the main peak to share in the grand event.

The six law enforcement elders of Wanxia Mountain each stood on a side peak, set up an altar, burned incense and worshiped for a long time, and prayed to the heaven and the earth.

That Wanxia Mountain is originally a place of beauty, and on this auspicious day, it is born with rosy clouds and the wind has a strange fragrance.As soon as the golden bell in Wanxia Palace rang three times, a billow of spiritual energy surged from the side peaks, and the six elders cast spells at the same time, splitting a gap in the void above the main peak.

Many casual cultivators looked from afar and saw the precious light looming in the gaps, so they stepped forward enthusiastically, each of them received a round-trip jade tablet, bowed to Wanxia Palace from a distance, and cast spells one after another to go to the secret place.

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I wish you all a prosperous Year of the Rooster in advance, right(??_??)

After receiving the jade token, Yu Yan also followed at the end of the crowd, broke into the sea of ​​red flames with his hands behind his back, and was sent to a lonely peak and cliff in an instant.

Yu Xianchang looked around intently, only to see that the embers of the peaks had not dissipated, the smoke and white mist rose into the sky, sparks were everywhere, and even the thousands of rocks at the bottom of his feet were burned reddish by the churning ground fire, and he hurriedly asked, "Feiguang! Why...why didn't you tell me?"

Fei Guang was sweating profusely from the heat, he kept gritting his teeth and suffering, but naturally he didn't respond.

Yu Yan's expression changed continuously, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. With a tap of his toes, he swept from the steaming ground to the rocks and strange rocks, and then changed his footing with a piece of burnt wood.

But there was still a faint heat coming from under his feet, and after a while, it became more and more intense. Yu Yan took a few steps back, stepped on the broken rocks and erected old piles of dead branches.

In this short moment, Yu Xianchang has discovered that this secret realm is extremely beneficial to him. After staying for a while, the spiritual energy of fire in the meridians will circulate endlessly, matching with the power of the earth fire, and will suffocate the long-suffering The cold air washed away.

But Yu Yanzhi was not here, he retreated more than ten feet in a row, and then used his body skills to walk away, and at the same time released his spiritual consciousness to sweep away, wherever there was a shady place, he galloped with all his strength.

He searched and retreated like this, looking around in this melting furnace world for several hours, and finally saw a line of deep green water in the distance.

Overjoyed, Yu Xian used his spiritual power to the extreme, galloped away, and gradually saw the green water clearly.