One inch loyalty

All of a sudden, he was in a state of confusion, and his hairs stood on end.

Yu Xianchang, as a member of the Taoist sect, heard people talk about omens and inductions, so he naturally guessed some of the reasons.

He looked into the sky, and asked softly, "Is there any immortal elder who is not convinced?"

Before Yu Yan could speak, he was already trembling all over, his silver teeth were clenched tightly, and his smiling eyes were flushed red.From a distance, Yu Yan seems to be smiling...

He waited for a long time, then hoarse his voice, and asked again: "Could it be that there is another fairy who wants to compete with Yu?"

Not long after speaking, only the fairy voice in Wanxia Mountain Dao Palace suddenly sounded, and the two palace gates opened.

The disciples of Wanxia Mountain, who had never been seen before, all held vermilion plates and jade wares in their hands, guarded by six elders with high crowns and crane robes, and dressed in the clothes of the elders of Wanxia Mountain.

The leader of the law enforcement elder, with two white eyebrows straight into the frost temples, was born with the appearance of a god, and when he caught a glimpse of the casualty disciple, his face was extremely solemn, and he shouted at Yu Yan: "How dare you!——"

As soon as the elder's words fell, he flipped his palms, and there was a violent wave of force covering his head, and the ring under Yu Xianchang's feet instantly turned into dust.

But Yu Yan was still intact.

The other elder in yellow shirt saw it, his heart was burning, he took a step forward, and grasped the air with five fingers, and there was a thorn-like golden light, passing through Yu Yan's hands and feet respectively, nailing Yu Yan in the air.

But Yu Yan was still intact.

Seeing the other elders, they seemed to be thinking.Among them, there was a kind-eyed one who flicked his whisk and ordered: "Sheng."

The bleeding of Wanxia Mountain disciples who were seriously injured all over the ground stopped, and their internal injuries also improved greatly.

The one with the red face and red beard shook his tail lightly, and also said in his mouth: "Sheng."

Where the magic formula fell, the Beidou magic circle that had just been broken by Yu Yan was full of flowing energy, and thousands of small fish-like swords flew out of the formation, pointing directly at Yu Yan.

At the dawn of dawn, Yu Xianchang was standing in the air with his hands and feet bound.Taking advantage of the bright sky, he lowered his head and looked at himself... the scenery is actually pretty.

The unstoppable sword light pierced the skin.

The unstoppable wound healed in an instant.

Swords come and go all over the sky, like catkins in the sky, like butterflies piercing flowers, like koi fighting for food.

Even though Yu Yan didn't feel any pain, his complexion was extremely gloomy after seeing such thunderous methods.

He couldn't help laughing a few times, while laughing, he praised the elder's ability, and at the end he laughed out loud, couldn't speak a few times, and persuaded the casual cultivators present to applaud——

He vaguely heard an elder scolding: "This evil cultivator took away my town's celestial luan, hurt my disciple, and faked the voice of the ancestor. His crime is unforgivable!"

Yu Yan couldn't help but raised his voice and asked with a smile: "Old Immortal Elder! I discussed it with the little Immortal Elder of your faction. I have won so many people, and Immortal Qingluan will belong to me!"

Beside the six law-enforcing elders, there were already disciples vying to be filial sons and grandsons, and they hurriedly replied: "Immortal Qingluan wants to protect Wanxia Mountain for 300 years, if you want to win it, unless you beat my sect!"

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When Yu Yan heard it, there was mist in his smiling eyes, and he sighed, "It takes so many people to win."

But he wanted to try again.

He forced himself to think carefully about the exercises he had learned in the past, the wealth he had accumulated, the worldly affairs he had experienced, the relationships he had formed... and which ones were worth a try.

Thinking about it so hard, it really reminded him of something.

That's right, he hasn't decided on his own way of practice yet.

If in this haste, he hastily settled on his own way of life, he might not be able to jump from the foundation building cultivation base to the golden core, and then use one more move and a half.

As soon as Yu Yan thought about it, he thought about it for a moment, then he opened his lips and swore casually: the way of heaven is above, the way Yu wants to cultivate is...

At this critical juncture, Yu Xianchang's mind went blank.

He paused, thinking hard, asking himself over and over again: All my life, the way I want to cultivate is...

It was so strange, he suddenly thought of it.

He wants to cultivate his own world and determine the laws of the world by himself.

In ordinary times, the time is not to be forced.

Don't bother me with chores.

Please don't come if the wind and rain are not.

Xingti has nothing to do with him.

Not only that, but the life and death in this world must be approved by him before it can be changed or canceled.

There is no need to hide mountains and seas, as big as a thousand feet and soft red.

As long as there is a small space, it can isolate the disturbing people and other people, and it can accommodate him and Feiguang.

Thinking of this, Yu Yan actually had a sincere smile on his face.

The way of heaven is above, this is the way he wants to build.

Among the thousands of avenues, only this one is very suitable for his eyes.

Even for a lunatic like Yu Yan, when he realizes the Tao, his mind will be refreshed for a while... If he can prove the Tao in the future, what kind of ecstasy will it be?

Yu Xianchang's eyes were sour, and he quickly calmed down.

At the beginning of the new way, his cultivation base really jumped up, and he could vaguely see the golden alchemy door.

Overjoyed, Yu Yan endured the pain of his dantian being exhausted, forced a mouthful of spiritual energy, and silently recited the sword formula, trying to condense the final blow.

After several times of urging, the iron sword on the waist finally trembled slightly, and then let out a long sword cry, the long sword flew up, and the sword flew like a rainbow, pointing directly at the six Nascent Souls on the field.

The face of the elder holding the whisk was heavy, and he swept the whisk six times in his hand, hastily blocking Yu Yan's desperate blow.

The castration of the iron sword has been exhausted, and it is worthy of drawing the elder's protective energy, but it has not yet drawn a bloodstain.

Yu Xianchang watched intently, and couldn't help weighing it up.His last fight fell on these Nascent Soul Patriarchs, but it was insignificant.

He was so tired that he could not bear the torment, but his ability to fight back was so negligible...

Yu Xian was bound in mid-air. Although his skin and internal organs were not damaged, he spit out a mouthful of blood as if he was sad.

Seeing the unharmed disciple of Wanxia Mountain, he quickly flattered: "The elder is really a god! Look at his expression, he is obviously timid!"

In the face of such thunderous tactics, Yu Yan was really timid.

But compared to being torn apart, he was more cowardly and unscathed.

Such grief of powerlessness, sorrow of being unable to do anything, and pain of heartbreak are far better than cutting his flesh and blood.

Yu Yan couldn't help but shed tears, two icy cold water marks, dizzy with dry blood spots on his cheeks all the way, dripping straight into his neck.

He suddenly thought: He often thinks that he is the most murderous, crazy, and crazy person.How can I go to the end and have a soft heart like flying light?

Yu Xianchang endured all these distracting thoughts, and softly begged for mercy: "Several elders, my evil kung fu is so powerful, if I continue to use it, it will be a waste of effort, and I won't be able to kill me."

"The boy is willing to take the initiative to terminate the contract, just to let me live."

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Yu Yan had also thought about it before, when would he be willing to terminate the contract?

At that time, after thinking about it, he would only let go of Fei Guang when he had swallowed his breath completely.

In this way, it is good for the two people to "stay together as long as they live; when they part, they will be unconscious."

But thinking about it now, as long as the mutual affection is still there, it is not incomprehensible.Why bother to be so tired and add new injuries, and suffer from the pain of thousands of swords piercing through the body?

For this matter, Yu Xianchang raised his spirits and raised his voice to persuade: "I can form a bond with Lord Luan because he is willing to give me a feather, which is stored on a certain inch of Yu's heart. Today I want to break this bond, It has to be Yu Mou's willingness. This matter is absolutely true, and it is even recorded in the classics of beast control, and the kid can't fake it."

When he said this, he forced a gentle look on his face, and discussed with others respectfully: "If I voluntarily terminate the contract, can Wanxia Mountain let me live?"

The disciples of Wanxia Mountain who were present wished they could take Yu Yan's life if they wanted to, and the release of the contract was the next best thing.It was still a few law enforcement elders who came here to release the contract for Qingluan, and seeing that Yu Yan's body protection and evil skills are really good, they asked a few more questions: "It's easy to say. How can I verify that the contract has been released?"

Yu Yan seemed to be very surprised, tilted his head, and a strand of blood-stained temple hair happened to hang on his lips.The man sneered and said: "Old fairy, I just said it. As long as I am willing to take out this green luan feather in my heart, the contract will be released immediately. Under the eyes of everyone, when you see Luan Yu knows..."

"At that time, if you are lucky enough to survive, can you let the kid live?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone knew that the release of the contract was a narrow escape.

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also sad.After all, Yu Yan came with a group of loose cultivators, and before he was about to die, he made a small bow and begged, and the crowd was full of scattered cultivators talking about the begging.

If you can turn around from the gate of hell and raise your hands slightly, it seems harmless.

The elders of Wanxia Mountain saw it, and after pondering for a moment, they pushed the boat along with the current, put on a magnanimous posture, swung their sleeves, and withdrew their respective magical powers, and said solemnly: "Forget it, if you survive after the contract is released , that is, God has the virtue of good life. In the future, on the road of practice, I advise you to repent sincerely; if you commit the crime again, you will definitely not be allowed! Fellow Taoists here should also take this as a warning!"

As soon as the thorny golden light was retracted, Yu Xianchang couldn't help but fell down, he hurriedly recalled the iron sword, and threw it on the ground, and then he staggered and stood still.

He stood with his head bowed, and after a while he laughed hoarsely, as if he couldn't hear the high-sounding words of these Nascent Soul Elders.

He asked only the casual cultivators who were watching: "Fellow Daoists present, listen up? When I release the contract, Wanxia Mountain said that it would let me survive. Fellow Daoists present, you must bear witness for me."

His voice lagged behind for a long time before there were sporadic responses.

As soon as this move was made, some elders scolded in disgust: "I, Wanxia Mountain, have a great reputation, how can I deceive you, and still not cancel the contract?"

Yu Xianchang looked back with a smile, and then pressed his right hand to his chest.

When the contract was formed, he cut the flesh with his own hands.

When the contract is dissolved, it should be the same.

He chuckled softly: "Don't urge the elder, I will do it myself."

After Yu Yan finished speaking, he exerted force on his hand, and his fingertips sank into the flesh.

Before the wound began to heal, Yu Xianchang once again exerted all his strength, and his five fingers sank deeply into his chest, and finally he squeezed it in, and gently pulled out the feather.

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