Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

This place is not quite what Purgatory Valley should look like. Yan Buxiao bent down and plunged into the cave on the mountain wall. After entering about 20 meters, Fang was amazed that there was a cave inside.The scorched rocks and wasteland outside, but green moss inside.There is moist water vapor on the mountain wall, perhaps it is because of this water vapor that grass can grow.

Going further in, the ground becomes slippery, the water vapor is heavier, and the opening of the cave becomes narrower. If you want to go in, you need to bend your waist even more.Look at the slope, it's going down.Once it comes, it will be safe, Yan Buxiao is not afraid, holding the Everbright Pearl forward to illuminate it, and then tentatively go further inside.He bent down and walked for an unknown amount of time. It seemed that he had penetrated very deeply, and he did not know how far he was from the ground.While guessing, after passing a turning hole, the space in front of my eyes suddenly became larger, and I could still hear the sound of dripping water.

"..."

Since the Evernight Pearl means no night, it means that where the pearl shines, there is no night.In the fog, there can only be one path, but in this dark space, it shines brightly on this side of the world.Wherever the pearl shines, there are green dots.Amidst the emerald green, sat a person.Blossoming flowers were gathering their hair, and the beauties were showing off their heads. He turned his face halfway, not knowing where he was looking.

The water of the star river, the heaven and the earth are peaceful, but it looks like a fairyland.

Yan Buxiao's eyes widened in surprise.

After recovering from the dazzle, he realized that although the scene is beautiful and the person is clever, they are all fake.

Yan Buxiao raised his head, turned around, and touched it with his hand. It turns out that the green flowers are just cinnabar ink, because of the age, the color is soaked in the stone, and here is like a round whole, the sky Bixian, so it looks like the real thing.These are just painted.

Unexpectedly, Purgatory Valley has such a side.

There are many wonders in the vastness of the world, if he hadn't lost his way, he might not be able to find this place.But since he was able to come, I don't know if there are other people who have come here. It is obviously not a natural place. Who put so much effort into creating such a place full of flowers in the mountains of Purgatory Valley.I am afraid that such a fairyland will not be found in the world.Yan Buxiao walked forward while marveling, and stopped when he reached the person in the painting.He moved the pearl closer so that he could have a closer look.

Strange to say, if you want to take a closer look at this person, you will only feel that the fine brushwork is simple, and you can't see it clearly, even the folds of the clothes have been brushed away.I can only know that this is a person, with a few strokes.But if you stand far away and look at him casually, you will feel that this man is dressed in red, has black hair like a crow, with a smile on his mouth, and a lively expression, which makes people want to pull away the half of the hair that covers his face, so that he looks good Take a look at what it looks like underneath.

If an ordinary person sees this scene, they probably won't be able to move, they will just be intoxicated by it and cannot extricate themselves.But Yan Buxiao is not an ordinary person, he is a sword idiot that even Fu Huairen can't do anything about.The beauty of a beautiful woman can at most throw a stone into the lake of his heart, but his heart is so deep and wide that when the stone is dropped, it disappears with a plop.

Even the ripples won't swing a few more times.

So Yan Buxiao quickly looked away.

The mind is as calm as still water.

He is poor, has never seen the world, and does not know good or bad. Beauty is like a big cake, pasted on the wall, which makes people uninterested.

Yan Buxiao's gaze wandered away and landed on a line of small characters. He remembered that Fu Huairen once taught that a painting is a bone and a character is a heart. If someone makes a painting, the words on it will be the finishing touch, which is enough to explain The life of the people in the painting and the painter.It seems that Fu Huairen usually forces him to cultivate Qingye, which is still somewhat useful.This will come in handy.

So he leaned forward and reflected the pearl on it——

"Yunmeng lives in a beautiful soul, and the brocade returns to his hometown." Yan Buxiao looked at each word and landed on the final payment.

"My master Basara."

He paused.

My teacher Basara.

Could this painting be about the legendary Basara?

Basara - Are there any disciples alive?it's here?

A drop of water just landed on Yan Buxiao's head, shaking him up.

Yan Buxiao looked up, and there were some roots exposed above the dome, where the water vapor condensed and fell.Here is some distance from the ground, the endurance of life is naturally tenacious enough, even in this desolate and hot place, some running water can be accumulated to nourish the soil.Where there is water, there is a road. Yan Buxiao looked at it for a while, held the pearl in his mouth, raised his left hand, and the long sword went first, and he came after him, as light as a swallow, stepped on a stone tip, and flew towards the dome go--

But he said outside the valley.

After Bai Zihe finished dealing with the snakes and bugs in the area, Fang said: "Boss Fu, I saved your life just now after you healed my wound. It is said that one kindness repays another kindness, so our kindness can be regarded as a mutual settlement? "

Fu Huairen opened his eyes, turned his gaze back from the poisonous insects all over the floor, and asked, "What does Young Master Bai mean by that?"

While saying this, he quietly moved his hand into his sleeve.

Although Bai Zihe was packed by Bai Qi and sent to the carriage, Rong Tingfang didn't care, but in fact, the few of them were wary of this young master who was kicked out.It's just that Yan doesn't know how to be generous, Rong Tingfang has no heart and lungs, and Fat Chicken doesn't take Bai Zihe seriously at all, so in the eyes of others, it seems that they are just stupid and not vigilant towards others.

But speaking of it - among this group of people, only Fu Huairen seemed to be bullied.

Bai Zihe didn't answer, but suddenly said: "Does Boss Fu know that birds are actually the natural enemies of bugs?"

Fu Huairen blinked.He didn't answer, because he knew that Bai Zihe probably hadn't finished speaking.Sure enough, Bai Zihe continued: "But Brother Wenren's bird can't avoid insects, do you know why?"

--Why.It's just cleanliness, why else.

Fu Huairen thought about it for a while, and tentatively asked, "Because it's more valuable than the birds in Wanhe Villa?"

"Because it—" Bai Zihe paused, looking at Fu Huairen with black lines all over his face, the sentence 'Because it swallowed the phoenix spirit of Wanhe Villa, it acquired the habits of the phoenix, loves cleanliness and cleanliness' I could never speak again.

What kind of person, the nature of a businessman is inseparable from money!

Fu Huairen said innocently: "Isn't it because of its value that Patriarch Bai never forgets it, and is willing to drive you out of the house, Young Master Bai, but also to win people's love?" His eyes fell on the wings on the head of Bai Zihe, "A thousand miles away! Xunxiang. If I remember correctly, this spice should come from me."

Thousands of miles to find fragrance.What you seek is incense, and when the incense comes to a person, the one who seeks it becomes a man.Boss Fu sat upright, without the slightest sense of being a prisoner. "But Patriarch Bai should have made a good plan to find it like this. He will never even ask the young master to jump out quickly without touching a feather of brother Wenren's bird." He sighed, "Zi Brother He, if you want to be bid up by others when you shoot something, and you lose to others, don’t you think you can’t even be a bad guy?”

Bai Zihe: "..."

I remember someone said that he would rather lose money to Fu Huairen than his mouth.Listening to Fu Huairen's words, he would probably die of anger countless times.Bai Zihe felt a little angry right now.But he was angry, not because of Fu Huairen's outspokenness, but because of himself.

——He shouldn't show some kindness, but also chatter with Fu Huairen, it would be nice to just knock him out.

Fu Huairen seemed to know what Bai Zihe was thinking, and said directly: "It's an inferior method to knock me out."

"..." Bai Zihe said speechlessly, "Why?"

Fu Huairen said: "Because Yan Buxiao doesn't know how to throw a mouse trick, he will do it directly."

As for the young owner of Wanhe Villa, he will definitely not be able to defeat Yan Buxiao.

Bai Zihe thought to himself, Yan Buxiao and I have neither enmity nor enmity, the most is to hear people——

Fu Huairen said again: "Using me to blackmail people is inferior."

"......and that's why."

Boss Fu sighed: "Because he won't look at you and me at all." He was a little helpless, "You people in Wanhe Villa, don't you think about the opponent's character before doing things? Do you see anything like Wenren? A man with a compassionate heart.”

Even if Fu Huairen was thrown at his feet, Rong Tingfang would just move over.I also want to exchange Fu Huairen for Rong Tingfang's bird, what a dream come true.I'm afraid that the cranes in the whole villa will be snatched by him, so he calls it so as to avoid future troubles.

"Also——" Fu Huairen said leisurely, "Threatening me is to wait."

The young man in blue on the carriage had rolling eyes, his face was like a full moon, and his smile was even more cordial.He said softly: "Since Wangchun Tower became famous in Dazhou, I have encountered 58 interceptions in Cangshui, and 130 assassinations outside Cangshui. 58 of them were stopped by Unknown, There are 130 and eight times left." He paused, and then Fang said, "Master Bai may wish to guess, what happened to those assassins?"

Bai Zihe: "..."

It seems that he died a miserable death, with no bones left.

"Do you know why?" While speaking, Fu Huairen got out of the carriage by himself. He took Bai Zihe's hand, took off the crushed centipede, wiped it slowly, and said, "Because I , are more poisonous than these poisonous insects."

Fu Huairen of Wangchun Tower in Cangshui was born with insufficient womb, the fortune-teller said that he had a short life, and he should not have lived past seventeen or eighteen.But he refused to obey the fate, and insisted on searching for strange prescriptions and medicines, and he has lived to this age.He has taken the golden elixir, and he has also tried the golden elixir in the body of other ascetics.In this world, Fu Huairen has inquired about ways to survive.The result of daring to try everything on himself is that he has indeed lived many years longer, but——

It also makes him die faster.

Rong Tingfang could see at a glance that Fu Huairen's body was mixed with spiritual power and poisonous blood, which complemented each other and restrained each other. While prolonging Fu Huairen's life, it was also exacerbating the wear and tear of his body.Fu Huairen's tendons and veins could not bear the washing and cutting, so they couldn't widen. If they couldn't tolerate these spiritual power and medicinal properties in the future, they would die suddenly.It only takes a moment to die suddenly, and there is no chance to recall the past.

Even though Fu Huairen was only gently grabbing him, Bai Zihe suddenly felt that he couldn't break free by his wrist.He looked at Fu Huairen and asked with a smile: "But there's something I don't understand very well. I want to ask Young Master Bai. I've never seen someone who wants to repay his kindness before doing something?"

"..." Bai Zihe said, "Boss Fu is not at fault for me. It's not Boss Fu that Wanhe Villa is looking for."

Even if he had to be in this position, Bai Zihe couldn't do anything against a feeble scholar who had no strength to restrain him.In his opinion, if there is injustice for injustice, if there is revenge for revenge, it is natural to repay favor for kindness.One by one, the only way to be at ease.

Fu Huairen stared at Bai Zihe.

He and Bai Zihe are not close friends, but they have met several times.Coming and going to do business, there will always be encounters.Among the young people from several aristocratic families, Xiao Sheng lives like a fire, which can burn your heart without saying a word.Li Jiang is venomous, cold and frightening.And Bai Zihe, cheerful as a breeze, seems to be aloof, but also approachable.

Fu Huairen couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but he always felt a little regretful.

It was like a pure white feathered crane walking into the mud.

Fu Huairen looked at Bai Zihe for a long time, until the other side showed a surprised look, Fang let go of the hand that was fettering Bai Zihe's wrist, took a step back, and smiled slightly: "Master Bai is still a gentleman."

For the sake of this 'still', he withdrew the poison that could instantly corrode people into bones.

Bai Zihe didn't know that he had walked through the gate of hell, and these things——

Rong Tingfang and Big Fat Chicken don't even know about it!

"You said you would leave here with the strength of the two of us." The hurricane at Endless Cliff was indeed strong, blowing the feathers of a huge phoenix bird into a mess, and the world could be covered with its own hair covering its eyes, I'm afraid There is only Tianfeng, who made Phoenix's hair so long.Fat Chicken tried his best to pluck out the feathers on his head, very speechless, "Can't we change the method?"

Too bad no one answered it.

Of course no one will answer.

A huge silver dragon holds a colorful bird in its mouth. How do you make it talk?

I'm afraid the bird will fall down as soon as he speaks.

The big phoenix was still chirping there.

The image of Rong Tingfang's conceit before was still in its mind for a long time.It seems that the complete dragon body has been restored, and Rong Tingfang's character is not so volatile, and he is still calm.With a light hand on his long sleeves, he pushed the fat chicken to the side, and said: "Stay far away, lest I hurt you."

Then a silver dragon rose from the ground.

"..."

No wonder people in the world are willing to chase the dragon. It is indeed beautiful and powerful. Just looking at it like this makes the thought of surrender come to mind.Even though this wasn't the first time Fat Chicken had seen a dragon, it was still a little shocked.It's just that Yu Qiuyuan didn't just watch, he was also pondering in his heart, if Rong Tingfang wanted to use the strength of the two of them to rush up the Endless Cliff, would he have to transform into his original body, Tianfeng.

Now Yu Qiuyuan's appearance is different from before because he swallowed the phoenix spirit, but he is not an ordinary phoenix either.

The body of the phoenix is ​​more colorful and gorgeous than the phoenix, and when stretched out, it looks more like a ball of fire, a ball of colorful fire.

If you don't return to your original body, you're afraid that you won't be able to catch up with the force and you will be delayed.

If he turned into his original body, wouldn't it be slapping himself in the face in front of Rong Tingfang?

but--

Yu Qiuyuan collected himself.Previously, she thought that Rong Tingfang was human, so she didn't want to reveal her own race in front of him, but since the other party is not human, but belongs to the same demon clan, isn't it the same kind.Even if you tell him that you are Tianfeng, it should be fine.What's more, now that Rong Tingfang's flesh and blood are intact, he no longer needs to rely on his golden elixir to cultivate and live. When the golden elixir is returned, he has to be honest with each other.

——At that time, I don't know what the situation will be.How to put it, he concealed his identity, which should be regarded as a lie.

Thinking of this, Yu Qiuyuan felt a little timid for a while.

Yinlong whistled, probably urging.The big phoenix was certain in his heart, it was just about to turn into a prototype when it flew up—but it was suddenly held in its mouth by the silver dragon——

Then go straight to the sky.

"..."

The big fat chicken is a bit broken, why not hunched over, he insists on biting it in his mouth!Seeing that the halfway was over and the hurricane was getting stronger, even the silver dragon felt a little bit of difficulty. Its speed of circling slowed down, but some bloodstains were scratched on the skin all over its body.It is easy to go down the mountain and difficult to go up the mountain. The wind blows from all directions and blows on the body like a knife.Its rising trend suddenly fell.The fat chicken came out of its mouth and fell straight down for a while.Just when it was about to forcibly exercise its skills, it suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

For a moment, one dragon and one bird thought it was an illusion.Then with a bang, the mountain exploded.

A figure rushed out from the mountain, dressed in poverty.The sword at the foot is three feet and five feet long, with double-sided blades and grooves engraved on the hilt. It is an excellent frost black gold iron.Frost black gold iron, extremely sharp, can cut all the hard things in the world.

This person probably didn't expect it to look like this outside, he didn't notice for a moment, was crushed by the hurricane, and fell straight down.But the reaction was extremely fast, with a pinch of the sword formula between his fingers, thousands of swords were differentiated, which turned out to be a sword array.The sword array is like a clear wall, what the hurricane can do for it, it turns around outside but can't find a way, leaving a breathing room in the clear wall.

Only then did Yan Buxiao regain his composure, and then looked squarely at the dragon and the bird flying in the air.The dragon was still dripping with blood, and the bird's feathers were messy.Daoist Yan was silent for a long time: "..." He took the initiative to invite, "Do you want to sit on my sword?"

The author has something to say: change the scene.

Your boyfriend takes you to show off your driving skills, and then the car breaks down.

Here a handsome guy came over and said: Do you want to take my car?

Fangfang: ... (hate)