Estranged

Many years ago, Xu Fenglin met Jiufang Changming several times.

There was no close conversation or contact, just a few glances and heard some rumors from others.

At most, he was introduced under the greeting of the elders, acting as a well-behaved and talented junior.

Because at the peak of Jiufang Changming's dominance of the world, a novice like Xu Fenglin was far from being ranked.

At that time, Jiufang Changming was like a high-ranking god, even if Xu Fenglin wanted to, he had no chance to get close.

He could only look up at the other party's existence, seeing how dazzling and reckless he was, and everyone had to be awed by his strength and respectfully call him a real person or a Daoist.

Even if Jiufang Changming later left the Taoist sect and escaped into the Buddhist sect, the Buddhist sect wished for such a genius to exist, who would show the Buddha's light everywhere, and hold him high, saying that he must be called the Buddha.

For Xu Fenglin at that time, this was an almost mythical existence, and he was out of reach. On the contrary, Yun Weisi, a disciple of Jiufang Changming, was the real person, his role model and yearning within reach.

He wants to be Yun Weisi, or, to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yun Weisi.

How exciting it is to have such an existence in the world.

As for Jiufang Changming, whom more people admire and admire, he has little interest.

After so many years, Xu Fenglin never imagined that this strong man who had to raise his head to see from afar was actually right in front of his eyes.

The breath is weak, the eyebrows are bleak, how desolate and desolate.

The other party couldn't even speak a complete sentence coherently, and could only intermittently cough twice.

Xu Fenglin didn't need to feel his pulse, but just from his complexion, he could tell that the other party was not going to live forever and was about to die.

This is Yun Weisi's master?

Back then, Jiufang Changming was a strong man who could tear mountains and ground apart with just a move of a finger. Now that he has become like this, it is humiliating to live, so how can he be worthy of being juxtaposed with Yun Weisi's existence?

No, he doesn't deserve it.

As long as this person is truly dead, Yun Weisi can completely break free from the shackles and be reborn, and will no longer have to live under the shadow of Jiufang Changming.

Xu Fenglin moved his fingers slightly, feeling a surge of passion, surging and excited.

Killing Jiufang Changming—even if the opponent has become like this now—is still an exciting thing.

Maybe he can break through the heart barrier because of this, and improve his cultivation to a higher level.

Xu Fenglin is a man who keeps his word.

Since he personally promised that Yun Weisi would solve Chang Ming, he would definitely do it himself.

At this moment, he grabbed it with one hand, and the other hand was already pressing on the scabbard on the table.

Although he didn't think he needed to use his own sword to kill such a Jiufang Changming, he was still fully prepared.

But he didn't expect that he still missed it.

Jiufang Changming seemed to have expected it. The moment he grabbed it, the person also floated and retreated, swiftly and erratically, until he retreated to the edge of the railing, and then circled back from behind the pillar. When he lifted his sleeve, two white shadows flew out!

Xu Fenglin Dingjin saw that it was actually two white wolves.

The white wolf came to kill him, but when he took a closer look, it was made of white paper, with a fierce expression, no less than a real wolf.

Xu Fenglin looked surprised, so he could only draw his sword out of its sheath and back away.

He first forced the white wolf back with his sword across his body, and then swung his sword backhand, slashing at the paper wolf.

Unexpectedly, before the two wolves were dealt with here, Jiufang Changming released two paper puppets over there.

The puppet held a dagger and cut off his back path, and the dagger was so vigorous that it directly blocked Xu Fenglin's front, back, left, and right paths, blocking it tightly.

"What about you?!"

Xu Fenglin never expected that in this city where everyone's spiritual power was sealed, the other party could still summon a puppet.

Jiufang Changming took a handful of melon seeds and sat on the railing, knocking on it, with one leg propped on the railing, so that he could relax.

"Nephew, um, you are too inferior to me, grandson, you have to be glad that what you met was not me fifty years ago, otherwise I would have sent you to reincarnate directly. Now my temper is much better. , like you, you can still save your life. These melon seeds are not very tasty, next time, get some good ones."

Xu Fenglin remained silent, his sword was extremely sharp and ruthless, he chopped down the two wolves in a short while, but the two dagger puppets were not easy to deal with, they were equally agile and could be put outside He can be called a master of martial arts.

During the fight, Jiufang Changming released two more puppets, and four "people" surrounded Xu Fenglin, making him unable to draw his hand to deal with Jiufang Changming.

Xu Fenglin was puzzled, and wondered, could it be that Jiufang Changming's cultivation base was so deep that he could go back to the basics and ignore the laws of Jiuchongyuan?

Taking advantage of his lack of time to clone himself, Chang Ming looked downstairs at Yunding Lake.

There is a plank road connecting Yunding Building to the round platform in the middle of the lake.

The round platform is covered with all kinds of flowers and plants, with different colors and strange shapes.

Just when Chang Ming was about to distinguish which plant was the true nourishing grass that Xu Jingxian said, a gust of wind hit the back of his head!

He dodged sideways without looking back, and threw two puppets backhand.

Xu Fenglin didn't care that his arms were stabbed by the puppet, and he rushed towards Changming, full of murderous intent, and would not stop dying.

Chang Ming was slightly shocked by his indomitable momentum, thinking that he had no deep hatred with this person, why did the other party act like he was going to kill himself?

The two quickly fought hand to hand.

Changming suffers from not having a weapon to protect himself, so he has to avoid the opponent's sword, but his agility is not inferior to Xu Fenglin at all.

The latter swept across with his sword, the sword light crisscrossed, dozens of moves, unexpectedly only cut Chang Ming's clothes, leaving scars, and could not hurt his root at all.

The shock in his heart did not hinder Xu Fenglin's sharpness. He jumped on his toes and pointed his sword at the opponent. The sword pierced through so fast that even the paper puppet had no time to react!

Outside the building, it was getting dark.

I don't know when the clouds disappeared without a trace, the sky was dark and gloomy, and there was no one in the direction of the market. It seemed that it only took a short time for the whole Tianchui City to go from noisy and lively to silent.

The cries of vultures could be heard in the distance, making the city even more silent.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for that moment in dead silence.

Xu Fenglin's expression changed slightly.

There are windows everywhere here, the terrain is high and there is no shelter. When the vultures come, they will be the first to attack. He has already experienced the horror of those vultures. No matter how high the martial arts are, it is difficult to defeat a hundred .

He originally wanted to get rid of Jiufang Changming quickly, cut off his head and give it to Yun Weisi. As for the corpse, he just left it for the vulture to eat, and he could announce to everyone that Jiufang Changming had completely died, but he didn't expect that the time would be delayed until the vulture arrived. can be solved.

Xu Fenglin speeded up his attack, the wind of the sword poured down like rain, Chang Ming casually picked up the cushion on the ground to block in front of him, and was chopped into countless pieces by the sword, and the pieces were flying in the air.

The vulture was getting closer.

Chang Ming suddenly stretched out his hand.

He turned his head to avoid the sword's edge, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's crotch, while Xu Fenglin dodged, grabbed the clothes on Xu Fenglin's back with his body, and hit him hard!

The two fell into the lake together from the highest floor of Yunding Building!

Two huge water splashes splashed, accompanied by the howling of vultures from far to near.

The ghoul eaters of those nights are out.

The whole city was completely plunged into a dark abyss without a ray of light. Everyone hid in the house, for fear of being targeted by this group of things more terrifying than demons.

Occasionally, those who are not afraid of death even peep through the gaps in the windows, with a prying heart for curiosity and excitement.

A group of sacrificers were released in advance and thrown in a place in Tianchui City. A large number of vultures flew away following the smell.

There was also a small group of people who noticed the movement of the Yunding Building and flew towards Xu Fenglin and the others.

Xu Fenglin couldn't care less about killing Chang Ming.

He had to save his own life first.

A huge shadow descended on his head, Xu Fenglin jumped from the water onto the round platform in the middle of the lake, danced the long sword in his hand airtightly, and blocked the monsters with the sword curtain, feathers and flesh and blood fell one after another, and the lingering smell became stronger and stronger. thicker and thicker.

Defiance begets more attacks.

Half-human-sized vultures opened their blood-red eyes in the darkness, rushing towards him one after another.

Xu Fenglin was merciless, raising his sword and dropping it.

There was a severe pain in the arm, and a small piece of flesh was pecked off by the vulture along with the clothes.

These things became more excited when they smelled human blood, and a large number of vultures surrounded him tightly.

No one came out to help.

Xu Fenglin gained a foothold in martial arts, and became one of the masters of Tianchui City in the shortest time. How many people flattered him and hoped to get benefits from him, and how many people cursed behind his back to watch a good show, hoping that he would die early to make the position of elder vacant.

At this moment, all he can rely on is himself.

But the vulture wouldn't let him go just because he resisted stubbornly.

They will only become more enthusiastic because of the fatness of their prey.

Chang Ming was not much better either.

There were also many vultures pounced on him.

His head sank and he dived directly into the water.

This lake is very deep.

Bottomless.

The body kept sinking, and it seemed that it would never reach the bottom of the lake.

Chang Ming spread out his palm, and the golden pearl slowly rose, hanging in the water.

This is the golden bead on the glazed golden bead stick, which he put into his sleeve before entering the city, and the Zen stick is still with Xu Jingxian.

But the glazed golden bead is the magic weapon on the Zen staff.

A Zen staff without gold beads is only a rare weapon, and it is by no means rare.

Golden beads illuminate the whole body.

Chang Ming looked down, but the pearl light still couldn't reach the end.

In the low light, the lake water looks darker and cloudy, with fine dust floating around.

There is something quirky about this lake.

Many people regard Yundinglou as the symbol of Tianchui City, but ignore the lake surrounding Yundinglou.

But when Changming saw the lake for the first time, he found that its existence just made up for the deficiency, and became the unique eye of Tianchui City.

If Jiuchongyuan is a gap formed by the drastic changes in the world caused by the confrontation of monks and the action of demons, then the countless existences in this gap, from the Seven Star Terrace of the First Abyss to the current Tianchui City, are all man-made. trace.

To be precise, it is the coincidence of manpower and the right time and place that created today's Jiuzhongyuan.

There are countless secrets here, and there are also countless psychic treasures, attracting monks from the outside world one after another, sacrificing their lives.

Those vultures couldn't enter the water, so they temporarily let Chang Ming go, and turned to besiege Xu Fenglin more.

But he can't never go out.

Far away, a little light came from below.

Indistinct, like a dream is true.

It should be there...

But Chang Ming felt that he might not be able to persist there.

As the time in the water increases, the breath gradually ceases.

Although the body gradually sank, the speed was still not fast enough.

Water began to infiltrate from the nose and ears, and the soft light from the golden beads also illuminated his gradually unconscious face.

His wrist is held.

Chang Ming struggled subconsciously, but his strength was not enough.

The hand not only held his wrist, but also followed the hand up and pressed his shoulder.

Chang Ming only felt the warmth and softness from his lips, and the breath entered from his mouth immediately.

The other party hugged him tightly, did not try to push up, but gradually sank, swimming towards the light source.

The clothes, hair and water plants float like water plants, and the glazed golden beads are neither far nor near, depicting a dreamlike illusion.

In the half-closed sight, there is a familiar figure.

Names can be blurted out.

Chang Ming opened his mouth slightly, blisters gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and was soon covered by warm breath again.

On the surface of the water, the bravery of one enemy against a hundred gradually turned into a one-sided massacre. The flesh and blood were torn apart and sprinkled on the water surface, and were quickly found and swallowed with precision.

Dots of blood splashed into the water, and soon fainted, becoming one with the water.

On the one hand, there is a sea of ​​Shura's blood, and on the other hand, it is a dreamy bubble.

In and out of the water, two worlds.

…

Back in time, chaotic, moving back and forth.

Chang Ming found himself in Wanshen Mountain again.

That was him decades ago.

As the dream continued, he finally remembered the follow-up of the past under the Rainbow Bridge.

At that time, he traveled to Wanshen Mountain, but discovered that it had a different secret from the past.

Among the barren and hidden mountains, potholes appeared one after another at some unknown time, and they were constantly emitting black air.

He made a sword art, several gusts of wind swept away, the black air was scattered, and it condensed into a human shape in mid-air, with a red light shining in the black, and surrounded him.

How could these unformed monsters hurt him at all, they were defeated by Jiufang Changming in a short time.

He even pulled out a formed succubus from the pit. The upper body of the opponent has turned into a human form, seductive and seductive, but the lower body still maintains the shape of black energy. The succubus feeds on essence, and the soul is the best. The thing of cultivation, the succubus in front of Chang Ming, to say the least, ate the souls of hundreds of people to achieve this appearance.

But Wanshen Mountain is deserted and there are few people. Where can the succubus find so many souls?

Chang Ming imprisoned him but did not kill him, and wanted to find out the inside story from the succubus.

Flying sand and stones, chaos without light.

The succubus struggled and begged for mercy under his suppression, and had to reveal the truth bit by bit.

"You must also know that if no one invites me, it is impossible for me to come to this world from the dark abyss!"

"Who invited you?"

"I do not know either!"

Chang Ming tightened his hand around her throat, without any sympathy for her.

Tears burst into tears on that beautiful face.

It's a pity that she met a man with a heart of stone.

"Say."

"That person knows, knows the law!"

"Which sect?"

"I don't know. I've never seen him before. I've only heard the voice. It should be a man. He summoned us in the Ten Thousand Gods Mountain and signed a blood contract to invite us to come. He said, as long as we..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, Chang Ming slightly loosened his grip and moved closer.

Unexpectedly, the succubus' expression suddenly changed, with a green face and fangs, it rushed towards him with a grinning grin!

The mouth was full of blood, and the sky was full of black air.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

It was not Succubus who hugged him, but Yun Weisi.

To be precise, it is the sea of ​​clouds at night.

"This is where?"

"The Ninth Abyss, the other side of nothingness."

The author has something to say:

Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Yunhai: I'm out.

Yun Weisi: Who wants to see you?

Yunhai: Audience.

Yun Weisi: As long as Master doesn't want to see you, others don't care.

Changming: I also miss Aitu Yunhai.

Yun Weisi: ...