MTL - Estranged-Chapter 39 Apprentice, please learn from your teacher.

The Sifei sword was like hearing the sound of heaven, and at the moment Changming's words fell, it suddenly activated!

The pitch-black blade was originally inconspicuous, but now the black flames linger, wherever it goes, all evils recede, and all ghosts disappear together.

The Sifei sword was like a vortex, the will-o'-the-wisp was continuously sucked in and strangled, and the life-threatening screams turned into howls. Before it was too late to radiate resentment, the blue had been torn apart by the black flames, and bits and pieces scattered down.

The scene looked very beautiful, like a cloudless starry sky on a summer night.

But no one cares to appreciate it.

Not far away, the bones of Zangtian were not yet cold, and most of them were swallowed by the will-o'-the-wisp, and the remaining half of the face was staring at the dead, speechless about the terrible scene that happened just now.

Since his sword is so powerful, if he took it out earlier, wouldn't they have been out of danger long ago?

This idea naturally floated in Yun Changan's mind.

He couldn't help but glance at Chang Ming, and when his eyes touched the almost bloodless face of the other party, his thoughts disappeared immediately, and he blamed himself for being protected and still having such a natural thought.

Yun Chang'an grew a lot overnight.

Cong Rong's figure was trembling slightly, and he couldn't help but clenched the opponent's hand.

"It'll be fine."

Not only comforting her, but also comforting himself.

The two have never looked at each other pleasingly since the elders of the two sides deliberately arranged a marriage, but they never thought that they would live and die together in this small border town.

When Yun Changan saw Cong Rong before, he felt bad everywhere. He didn't say anything, but he felt that Cong Rong was not attractive enough, too noisy, and loved him. The two of them couldn't get along at all. It's also flying like chickens and dogs, and there is no day of peace.

Where does this kind of thinking still exist?

He wished that Cong Rong would jump up and bicker with him for three hundred rounds, because he was afraid that the girl would not even like to talk anymore.

I don't know if they are still ordered to go back today.

When Yun Changan was thinking wildly, the overwhelming will-o'-the-wisps had become much thinner.

Si Feijian's posture of meeting demons and killing demons, meeting ghosts and ghosts, even those evil spirits full of resentment are afraid, and they dare not take the initiative to hit the sword's edge, and instead look for other flaws.

But others were not idle either.

Regarding Yunhai's Chunchao Sword, the young Changming was full of doubts, but he didn't ask a word.

Jian Guang fell like rain, and his spiritual power just made up for the flaw that Yunhai Changming and the two could not use spiritual power, and added a big boost to Nie Emei, directly forming an enchantment around the four corners guarded by the four, so that the idle will-o'-the-wisps would not be able to collide at all. break.

The second **** crow sounded.

The long dragging tone resounded from the east of the city to the west of the city, even the howling of ghosts and wolves could not conceal its clear and passionate voice.

The innate fear of the day enraged these evil spirits who had long been accustomed to living in the dark. Many will-o'-the-wisps turned their heads and rushed towards the crowing rooster, tearing the rooster to pieces.

But just because the rooster doesn't crow doesn't mean the dawn won't come.

The long night is long, and there is a moment when you open your eyes.

The evil spirits seem to be aware of this too.

They roared and howled, trying to completely devour Chang Ming and the others at the last moment.

So they quieted down instead.

The will-o'-the-wisps erratically scattered, wandering not far away, looking for a gap where everyone was tired.

The Sifei sword was trembling slightly.

This magical weapon has been with Chang Ming for many years, and it has encountered more dangerous situations than the present, and it is impossible not to withstand it easily.

It happens for one reason only—

The sword master of the Sifei Sword has no way to continue.

Chang Ming closed his eyes tightly and kneaded the formula with both hands.

The robes flew wildly, but the body remained motionless.

Can't see the slightest weakness.

But Yunhai knew very well that even if he had a strong will, the opponent was at the end of his battle.

Those old and new wounds were painfully suppressed and fragmented, and they were on the verge of breaking out.

And he was like a jade article full of cracks, which would suddenly burst into pieces at some point.

Yun Hai's heart sank, and he reached out to grab the Sifei Sword.

Unexpectedly, Si Feijian had also reached the state of no thoughts and no emptiness, and did not recognize other people at all. As soon as Yun Hai's hand approached, he was injured by the sword light, and a long cut was cut open, blood dripping down.

Except for Changming, Sifeijian is indistinguishable from friend and foe.

The evil spirits became more eager to move when they smelled blood.

A few who couldn't help but rushed over were immediately strangled.

But they also discovered that Sifeijian's sword light was a little dimmer than before.

This shows that the sword master is about to be unable to hold on.

In the distance, a white line emerged from behind the dark clouds.

It's like the light of a sword breaking through the sky.

The evil spirits have no time.

And Sifeijian's sword light seemed to be a little weaker.

They roared and rushed over, and with a bang, they broke through the barrier of the enchantment and crashed into the sword light.

Chang Ming's sleeve was eroded by the will-o'-the-wisp, turning to ashes bit by bit.

When Yun Changan saw it, he couldn't help but exclaimed, and wanted to pull Changming.

Nie Emei couldn't help turning her head around.

The young Chang Ming frowned, and Heng Jian came over to intercept him.

But they were half a step too late.

The will-o'-the-wisp had already licked most of his sleeves, and burned his arms with an unstoppable momentum.

Seeing that Chang Ming is about to repeat the mistakes of Zang Tian—

The sword light flourishes!

The sun is soaring!

It's not the sword energy of Sifeijian, but Chunchaojian.

And it's not the Chunchao sword in the young Changming's hand, but the Chunchao sword in Yunhai's hand!

Others only felt that Yun Hai's expression changed instantly, becoming cold and serious.

Thousands of sword lights interlaced black and white were so dazzling that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

After a while, they opened their eyes again and saw the sea of ​​clouds falling slowly from the sword light, holding the unconscious Chang Ming in their arms.

And those will-o'-the-wisps and evil spirits have disappeared without a trace.

In Yuru Town, which is shrouded by the rising sun, most of the roof tiles are brightly reflected by the sun, but looking around, after the tranquility, it is full of broken bricks and tiles, and families are ruined.

Yun Changan's feet softened, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground.

Even Cong Rong, who was led by him, was also taken sideways.

Nie Emei was still in shock, her chest heaving up and down, when she heard the boy's voice.

"Don't go!"

She turned around following the sound, and was surprised to find that Chang Ming and the two had disappeared.

"where are they?!"

Although they met by chance, they lived and died together last night. She thought that the other party was taken away by some means.

"Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist!"

She called out, but no one answered.

Changming and the sea of ​​clouds disappeared like a flat ground without a trace.

"Find someone!"

Nie Emei became anxious and urged the others.

Yun Changan said in a daze: "I saw white light covering their bodies, and they disappeared. It seems..."

It seems that I was not taken away by something, but had to go when the time came.

Because the person surnamed Yun didn't show any panic on his face.

The young man on the other side had the Chunchao sword in his hand that hadn't been sheathed yet.

He was thoughtful, looking at the direction where the other party disappeared.

"Little friend?"

Nie Emei's voice brought him back to his senses.

"They went where they were supposed to go, don't worry."

The young Chang Ming said, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, I will send you away first."

…

Yun Weisi hugged Chang Ming, ups and downs in the sea of ​​chaos.

This is the border of the other side of nothingness. When you come out of the star sea of ​​memory, it is easy to fall into the sea of ​​chaos, unless you find another memory light group to settle in.

He could feel that the breath of the person in his arms was weak, almost non-existent.

If you strike now, you don't need any strength at all, and this person will die completely.

Just like every soul on the other side of nothingness, they linger in the past, unable to get what they want, and finally turn into dry bones, and the soul is also hard to be freed. They can only repeat the regrets of their lives over and over again, which cannot be dispelled for thousands of years.

But Yun Weisi didn't expect that Chang Ming would escape from this past so quickly.

The other party is like a real bystander, and all the past shortcomings seem to have left no ripples.

It is also because of this that Chang Ming can easily leave the memory of Yuru Town.

Yun Weisi put her hands on his neck.

Feel the pulse beating beneath the skin in the palm of your hand.

But the touch is not warm, but slightly cool.

In the battle just now, the opponent had exhausted too much energy, and his temple hair was even stained with stars.

When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, the life will not be long.

Chang Ming moved slightly.

Dry lips opened and closed, as if to say something.

Yun Weisi looked at it for a moment, then slowly lowered her head and put her ears close.

"The past has changed."

He heard the other party say so.

"But the general trend hasn't changed."

Yun Weisi lightly poured a basin of cold water on him.

"You smashed the Soul Gathering Orb. Although it hindered their pace of formation, it also made them have to kill an extra city to make up for it."

"Originally killing one city could refine this Soul Gathering Orb, but now you have to slaughter one more city and one town. If you get the truth, it means you killed an extra city."

"Also, although the three Nie Emei were rescued by you at the time, they were also going to die later."

"The people in the past were entrusted by you to take care of them. Nie Emei died in an experience. Although Yun Chang'an and Cong Rong lived a few more years, they were just like in the past. Their families were destroyed due to the imperial court's party struggle."

"There are also Chi Bijiang and Situ Wanhe. You can't find any clues from them. Because in the past, after hearing Nie Emei tell the inside story of Yuru Town, you immediately went to the Wanxiang Palace to find someone. The inauguration ceremony of their new palace master. It is said that Chi Bijiang, the former palace master, fell from a cliff one night, and his life and death are uncertain from then on. Situ Wanhe also went crazy like before, and the Situ family completely declined. He can't be resurrected. For those who are resurrected, all the clues are also interrupted."

"You thought you could stop it if you knew it in advance, but it didn't."

"Many people, like you, thought this was an opportunity to change the past, but in the end they were mistaken by the past, and they couldn't even free their souls."

Yun Weisi seldom said so many words, and every word he said was to dispel the other party's thoughts.

Chang Ming laughed.

"You remember, good."

He even coughed weakly, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth when he moved, and his voice was as light as a feather.

But Yun Weisi could hear clearly.

"I go into the past, not to change, but to remember."

"While the past changes, it also evokes our memories."

"As for them slaughtering another city for the Soul Gathering Orb, even without me, they would have killed it for other reasons. Killing the first city and killing the second city is not due to me."

"It's very stupid to take the perpetrator's deeds on yourself. If you want to mess with my Dao heart, it will be superfluous."

"Look, don't you remember a lot now?"

"Apprentice, the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Learn from your master."

About the past in Yuru Town, although he couldn't talk much with his past self, but with a few words, the young Chang Ming seemed to understand most of them.

He kept his promise to send Yun Chang'an and the others back.

Yun and Cong's disputes over their marriage will not be discussed for the time being. With Yun Chang'an's insistence, they finally married Cong Rong smoothly.

After the two got married, they were harmonious, and Yun Chang'an became more stable day by day. He not only participated in scientific examinations, but also became an official in the court.

But at that time, the Hong Dynasty was going against the grain, the emperor was drunk and dreamed of death, the internal eunuchs were in power, and the foreign ministers were not unanimous in the external world, and they were divided into several factions. suffering.

Although Yun Chang'an had a noble family background, the emperor would get annoyed if he gave too much remonstrance, so he found an excuse to demote him and sent him far away.

Just when Yun Chang'an was about to take his wife to take office, a coup d'etat occurred in the palace. The ministers intended to rebel and were taken down in time. The emperor was furious and ordered to investigate.

There was a bloodbath in the capital, and Cong Rong's natal family was soon implicated. Cong Rong's family was ransacked and beheaded. Married women like Cong Rong were not among them, but the Yun family was afraid of being implicated, so they forced Yun Chang'an and his wife to resolutely reconcile Li Yun Chang'an. Refused, the emperor included Yun Chang'an in a fit of anger and ordered him to be executed.

It is said that on the way to the execution ground, Yun Changan not only showed no fear, but also chanted sage poems to show that he was not at fault.

As the only son of two, Yun Weisi was not dared to take him in, even the Yun family refused him. He refused to accept death obediently, so he absconded alone, from the capital city to Jade Emperor Temple, thousands of miles away, to pay homage to his teacher in the rain.

Going round and round, everything will eventually return to the original point.

The difference is that because of Changming's warning in advance, in the past he sent his younger brother to live in seclusion in the capital, secretly sheltering Yun Chang'an and his wife, not only teaching Yun Weisi martial arts, but also teaching him how to practice.

Perhaps because Yun Chang'an and Cong Rong are not practitioners, they have not interacted with monks for so many years, and they know that no matter how much they are, there is no threat. Therefore, they have been safe and sound for many years, have not been harassed and attacked, and in the end they are the same as the original history. Died due to court battle.

But thinking about it a little deeper, people hiding in the dark may have already regarded Yun Weisi as an important player on the chessboard. His existence is closely related to Jiuchongyuan, so he cannot die no matter what.

Changming can think of these things, so naturally Yun Weisi can too.

He also realized that the inside story was too large and terrifying, and it would take time to explore it clearly.

It wasn't until the person in his arms trembled violently, and his temple hair quickly turned white, that he came back to his senses.

Holding the other's cold wrist, Yun Weisi poured spiritual power into Changming little by little.

The other party is like a jar that has been emptied and cleaned. No matter how much spiritual power goes in, it will be a drop in the bucket, and it will not help.

And Chang Ming's hair is also getting whiter.

His face didn't change much, his hair was as white as snow, his muscles were as smooth as ice,

He fell into a deep sleep and could no longer say a word.

The sea of ​​chaos gently lifted them up and down, but they couldn't feel any moisture.

The time here should have stopped forever, but the body in his arms was slowly dying.

Yun Weisi frowned slightly.

It is useless to go out now, but it will aggravate the decline of the opponent's body.

He picked him up and floated towards the shimmering sea of ​​stars in the distance.

Yun Weisi raised Chang Ming's hand, and randomly opened the light cluster closest to him.

He himself has abandoned his memory, and only with Chang Ming can he return to the past.

boom!

White light suddenly exploded in front of his eyes.

A strong wind suddenly came, and Yun Weisi almost couldn't hug her.

Not just the wind, but the storm.

The pouring rain melted the sky and the earth into one, and Yun Weisi couldn't even tell where it was for a while.

Until someone shouted from a distance in the wind and rain.

"Lang Jun, are you on board?"

"My lord, come here quickly, if you miss this boat, there will be no boat to return home tonight!"

Yun Weisi was still holding Chang Ming in his arms, and the pouring rain drenched the two of them, so Chang Ming didn't wake up.

He walked quickly, and sure enough, he saw a boat leaning against the shore.

A few heads poked out of the cabin, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

The boatman, in his bamboo hat and coir raincoat, stood under a tree on the bank and called them.

"Lang Jun, will you go or not? It's raining so hard, you can't wait for other boats! This lake is bigger than the sea, and the wind and waves are so violent. No one else dares to sail, but I dare to enter the water!"

Seeing him approaching, the boatman breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time got angry, for fear that Yun Weisi would not leave after he had said so much.

The men on board were already urging him on.

"Walk."

Yun Weisi hugged her and wanted to board the boat.

The boatman hurriedly grabbed him.

"Hey, you haven't paid me yet!"

Yun Weisi paused.

"How much?"

"Chenghui, Yiguan, don't think it's too expensive. If you can't afford it, you'll have to spend the night on this island today!"

Yun Weisi was puzzled: "What kind of money is popular now?"

Boatman: ...

He thought that the other party wanted to prostitute for nothing, so he turned around and left without saying a word, and he didn't want to talk nonsense.

Unexpectedly, Yun Weisi grabbed him and stuffed a piece of gold into his hand.

The boatman immediately smiled.

"Come on, sir, hurry up and get on the boat, there are just two last seats left!"

He waited for a long time to set sail, the guests were already getting impatient, and all eyes fell on Yun Weisi who was the last to enter the cabin.

The cabin is indeed quite spacious, with five people sitting in it.

This kind of boat is already considered medium-sized, so naturally there will not be a single boatman at the helm, and there should be four people rowing hard in the lower cabin.

Yun Weisi also had no intention of talking to others, so she walked to the corner with Chang Ming in her arms.

Others don't know his identity, but from the Chunchao sword on his back, they can also know that these two people are not easy to provoke.

The three male guests quickly continued the unfinished topic, only the two young female guests looked at them curiously from time to time, especially Chang Ming's gray hair.

"Who said that there were magic soldiers descended on that island, and that I made my trip in vain, and also ran into this kind of wind and rain, which doesn't happen in a hundred years, what a **** bad luck!"

"Did the magic weapon be taken away long ago?"

"Impossible, I rushed here when I heard the news, and I searched for three days and three nights, but I didn't find it!"

"I've heard that four days ago, there were flood dragons appearing on the sea, causing storms and storms. At that time, the island was flooded. It may have fallen into the sea, but it's still uncertain!"

Yun Weisi didn't even raise her head, her eyes kept falling on Chang Ming.

The hair didn't turn black, but it didn't continue to turn white.

For a moment, he couldn't remember which part of the past it existed in. He heard a few boat passengers talking, but he didn't have a clue, so he stopped listening and tried to pour spiritual power into it again.

Roar!

A growl interrupted several people's voices.

Even the ship, which was already shaking, suddenly shook violently.

The female guest screamed, and the men also changed their faces.

Someone immediately looked out, but saw a green hill.

The "hill" could still slide, and then sank under the water in the blink of an eye.

The man reacted immediately.

Where is the hill, it is clearly a giant flood dragon!

The Jiaolong is close to the dragon, but it has not yet cultivated to become a dragon, but it is the overlord of this lake, and when it turned over a little, there was a violent shaking under the feet of everyone, and it was about to capsize at any time.

The people in the cabin also followed suit, sliding from one side to the other, screaming incessantly.

Since these people came here to hunt for treasure, they were naturally monks, and even though their cultivation was not very good, they would not stay in the cabin waiting to die.

Immediately, someone flew out of the cabin with a weapon in hand, leaped high, and rolled a whip in his hand towards the just exposed dragon's head.

This dragon is really huge, it can attract huge waves as soon as it turns over, the whip is like a cute toy to him, he holds it with his mouth open, and the person holding the whip also flies up.

Jiaolong raised his head and let go, and he fell heavily into the waves.

A few more people went up to fight one after another, but regardless of its size, this dragon is at least at the quasi-grandmaster level, let alone these few people fighting together, even if there are a few more, they are not its opponents.

When the boat was about to be completely capsized, Yun Weisi made a move.

Everyone saw a ray of sword light flying out of the cabin and grazing towards Jiaolong's face.

The dragon's beard was cut off in an instant, and the dragon was furious, its tail lifted from the water, and it slammed heavily towards Yun Weisi!

The latter landed on Jiaolong's head, and the sword moved with his heart, wrapping around the giant tail with green scales and glowing.

Jiaolong burst into severe pain, but was threatened by Yun Weisi.

"If you dare to capsize the boat, I'll just cut off your dragon tendons."

His voice was cold and without a trace of fireworks, but Jiaolong's body shook.

"why you?"

"Why are you back again!"

"Didn't you say you would let me go, woo woo woo, you can't count your words!"

The voice of Jiaolong resounded from the depths of Yun Weisi's consciousness.

Not only is it not rough and arrogant, but also like a little girl, crying while talking.

From the beginning of speaking, there was a crying sound, and all the way to the back, there was only whining.

Surrounding Yun Weisi's head seamlessly like many flies.

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz.

"To shut up."

The sea of ​​consciousness was finally quiet for a moment.

The sea gradually calmed down.

Everyone on the boat was still in shock, they didn't know what Yun Weisi was doing, they only dared to look at it from a distance, and didn't dare to approach it.

"I've seen you?" Yun Weisi asked it.

"Four days ago, you beat me up so that I couldn't come out easily in the future, but I didn't do it on purpose. It was so windy and windy today. I slept down there for a long time and wanted to come out and turn over. Who knew they would still want to beat me up?" Me, they want to do it, you can't blame me! Why did you come back so soon, have you rescued your master?"

Yun Weisi was taken aback.

Jiaolong's last words pierced Yun Weisi's heart like a sharp thorn.

It seemed that something had been punctured and was gurgling out.

"Me, save him?"

"That's right! You said that the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation failed suddenly, and your master never came back. This matter is very strange, and there must be something hidden in it."

"I, what else did I say?"

"You also said that you can use force to conquer everyone in the world, but you can't change people's misunderstanding of him. You don't want him to be stigmatized forever, and you don't want the world to say that he is not good at all, so you must go to Wanshen Mountain in person. Until the day when the truth comes out. Alas, the Wanshen Mountain is now a place where demons dance wildly. I advise you, but if you still don’t listen, you insist on going! Did you come back now that you found that you couldn’t do anything?”

Jiaolong was so triumphant that he barely shook his head.

"If you want to say that I will lend you the first dragon bead when I refine the second dragon bead, I will rely on my own ability to guarantee that you will get twice the result with half the effort. If you don't listen to the persuasion, will you regret it now?"

"Flood beads?"

"That's right, resurrection from the dead, nourishing skills, my dragon's orb is an unearthly treasure. It was just completed a few days ago, and if others want to leave it, they owe you a favor... Eh, why did your aura change? , it's still him, but it's not quite the same?"

"I'm still me, the future me."

"I don't understand this dragon. But you're the one. You came just in time. I've improved a lot in the past few days, and I feel like I'm about to transform into a dragon. Come and compete with me and try my full strength. Let me tell you, those guys in Donghai still look down on me up to now, thinking that they are capable, waiting for the day when I become a dragon..."

Jiaolong was surprisingly verbose, chattered a lot in his little girl's voice, but at the end he still couldn't finish it, lowered his head to drink a sip of lake water, and asked Yun Weisi again.

"what do you think?"

Yun Weisi hummed, and only said four words.

"Lend me the jiaozhu."

Jiaolong:? ? ?

Is this person not listening to himself at all? !