Hold the formation and guard your heart, calm Zichen.

The stars are over a hundred universes, and the river covers Kyushu.

A bright lamp hangs in front of him, flickering in the wind and fog.

Countless chaotic human voices came from my ears.

He remained motionless.

Because he is waiting.

Wait for the other party to lose their temper first.

Liuhe Candle Sky Formation, the good fortune of the poor world, the painstaking efforts of the masters of the world.

On the day the formation is completed, Wanshen Mountain will be completely sealed, and from then on, monsters will no longer be able to come out from here to cause harm to the world.

There is nothing wrong with this statement itself.

He has also checked the layout of the formation to every corner, and no one has tampered with it.

As long as the six masters are in place and there are no mistakes in the middle, the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation can be completed.

Even if something happens halfway, with his ability, it is enough to control the situation.

Um?

Something seems wrong...

The panicked shouts grew louder.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and even the bright lights in front of him could not be seen clearly, only a ball of flames could be vaguely seen swaying and struggling.

line will go out.

He pinched a sword formula, a burst of spiritual power popped out, and the candle flame was a little brighter.

But this can only be resisted for a while.

The magic energy is hidden in the thick fog, seeping through innumerable strands.

He couldn't see the situation of the other array holders.

But judging from the sound, it's not a good situation.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and changed his sword tactics.

"Here comes the sword."

The Sifei sword flew out, protecting the whole body, all evil spirits retreated.

The dense fog dissipated, and the vision in front of him became clear.

The sight in front of him made him frown deeply.

Swords are facing each other, soldiers are fighting hand to hand, and the guards on the periphery are killing each other.

They were so red-eyed that they not only stabbed their weapons into the bodies of their former companions, but also cut off their flesh piece by piece, and even stuffed them into their mouths, as if they hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

Blood flowed into rivers, and corpses littered the fields.

There is no sign of a demon among them.

Before the formation was completed, the opponent was already bloodless, disintegrating them in half.

Many people turned against each other and slashed at them with their knives, but the six formation holders were surrounded by enchantment formations, so they couldn't move at all.

At this moment, a gust of wind swept from the right.

With a slight movement in his mind, he immediately used his spiritual power to build a barrier to resist.

But the strong wind did not come towards him, but passed him and shot towards the person on the left.

He immediately looked towards where the strong wind was coming from.

However, a strong wind suddenly hit, and a large fog was shrouded again.

In the dense fog, the man's face was faintly visible, and he couldn't see clearly, except for the smile on the corner of his mouth, which was deeply burned in his eyes.

That is…

The lights went out one by one.

There were screams in the ear one after another.

It took only a blink of an eye for the formation barrier to be completely broken from cracks.

If one of the formation bearers falls, and a corner of the formation is missing, it will be difficult for others to hold on for much longer.

The failure of Liuhe Candle Sky Formation seems inevitable.

He has already made all preparations. Even if the formation collapses, this place will not completely open the gap for people to enter and exit, but will form a new formation. They must not be willing to destroy it, because Wanshen Mountain is an ancient sacred mountain, and countless treasures are buried deep in it. , will only rearrange it and turn it into a new formation, which can not only conceal the intention, but also become a place for one's own private conspiracy.

And he—

As long as you don't die, there is hope.

One day, he will...

Return from the robbery.

Chang Ming was slightly shocked.

As the ship shook, his head tilted sideways, and new blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The jade crown that tied the hair had long disappeared, and the long hair was scattered and meandering, nearly half white, and it gradually turned black until it got close to the roots.

Yu Qiang couldn't help but secretly looked at him again.

So beautiful, like a fairy.

But why are you seriously injured?

The monks who came to the island have never heard of any such serious injuries. Most of them returned without success, just like myself.

The storm gradually calmed down, and their hearts gradually settled down.

Yu Qiang's cultivation level is low, this time she just came out to gain knowledge and watch the fun, seeing the dragon making trouble, naturally she didn't dare to go out and take the lead, so she could only hide in the cabin with the boatman.

"Friend Daoist, are you alright?"

When everyone ran out to see the situation outside, she was still looking at this unconscious person.

Naturally, the other party would not answer him.

Seeing that the corner of his mouth was still bleeding, Yu Qiang had already flowed across his cheeks to his earlobe, so he couldn't help but reached out and wanted to wipe it with his sleeve.

As soon as the sleeve touched the opponent, the wrist was pinched.

Yu Qiang didn't notice it at all.

Startled, she raised her head.

This person's companion, who just went out to fight the dragon, looked at him expressionlessly.

Drenched all over, but frightened when his eyes stared at her.

Yu Qiang only felt the invisible coercion coming towards her face, so she couldn't help shrinking her hands and retreated silently.

"I, I mean no harm."

Yun Weisi didn't say much, he bent down and pinched Chang Ming's wrist to see his inner breath, after a while he took out the jiao bead and put it on the opponent's forehead, then let go.

The Jiaozhu hangs in the air, the brilliance is introverted, like a star sea filled with silent rotation, all the light is absorbed by the people below.

The gray hair color gradually recovers and becomes darker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Qiang was dumbfounded.

Not only was she dumbfounded, even the people who came back from watching the excitement outside were also dumbfounded.

"Flood beads!"

I don't know who shouted first, and everyone was in an uproar.

This is the ultimate treasure of cultivation. Who doesn't know that the essence of the dragon's hundreds of years of cultivation is contained in this dragon bead.

If ordinary people get it, not to mention immortality, at least they can prolong their lifespan.

As for those who are practicing, they can even improve their cultivation base. Those who coincidentally complement each other with spiritual power and heart determination may be able to improve by leaps and bounds, which will increase a lot.

They searched the island before, but they couldn't find any magic weapon, but now they saw a treasure that was not inferior to the magic weapon.

Several male cultivators immediately became envious and reached out to **** it regardless!

The victor is king, the weak prey on the strong, the rivers and lakes among monks are so cruel and real.

Once you get the Jiaozhu, who cares how you got it!

A male cultivator rushing to the front only felt his body lighten, and he flew back out of the cabin.

His mind was blank for a moment, and he didn't even react, he didn't know how all this happened.

He was in mid-air, and he saw several people behind him being thrown out of the cabin one after another, and one of them even had his own sword stuck in his body.

He couldn't help secretly rejoicing that he was only focused on grabbing the beads just now, he didn't have the intention to kill, and he didn't use weapons, otherwise his life would be lost now.

Following this thought, the man fell heavily into the water, and the water poured in from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, shattering all his sanity.

With these lessons learned, the two remaining female cultivators in the cabin would not dare to do anything.

Yu Qiang didn't even think about doing anything, she watched silently under the reflection of the pearl, the other's face was no longer so pale, and even gradually turned bloody.

But the ray of light of the Jiaozhu became more and more dim.

Until the pearl light completely disappeared, the whole jiaozhu looked like a counterfeit in an ordinary antique shop.

Yun Weisi stretched out his hand, and the Jiaozhu landed on his palm.

He saw that Chang Ming's hair hadn't completely returned to its original shape, and the end of it was still snow-white.

But there is only one dragon bead.

That dragon hasn't been refined yet, so it's useless to use it.

He took the jiaozhu out of the cabin.

"Long Qing."

It is obviously not a dragon, but it still insists on having a dragon surname.

With a splash, half of Jiaolong's head popped out of the water.

She had already controlled the strength to the lightest, but the boat still shook violently.

"Used up so soon?"

Jiaolong suddenly howled.

"You can't save some for me, it's really all used up!"

Yun Weisi: "He was seriously injured."

He threw the bead, Jiaolong raised his head and opened his mouth to swallow it.

That action is a bit like a dog holding a ball.

Yun Weisi didn't say anything.

Otherwise the boat is likely to capsize.

"Here you are."

He threw the spike of Chun Chaojian's sword together.

It was clearly chopped off at the time, but it was picked up again in the end.

"what is this?"

Jiaolong chewed it twice and almost swallowed it, but found it was not tasty.

"The token, I owe you a favor, and I will pay you back in the future."

Jiaolong: "Then why not return it now, I want to eat lobsters from the East China Sea, go and find a basket for me!"

Yun Weisi: "...not now, we have to leave."

Without waiting for the other party's response, he flew into the cabin, hugged Chang Ming, and the two jumped into the lake and disappeared.

When a person enters the water, he never floats again.

The snow-white strands of hair rippling in front of her eyes became Yu Qiang's last impression of the two of them.

It comes suddenly and disappears suddenly.

She didn't even know the other party's name, what kind of sect he belonged to.

In the next few decades, until she gave up her cultivation and married an ordinary man, decades passed, her teeth fell out, her hair was gray, and she couldn't forget the scene on the boat that day.

But Jiaolong watched them enter the water, and quickly sank into the water, but searched the entire lake, but did not find them again.

…

Chang Ming spit out a mouthful of water and slowly woke up.

"Next time, don't use this method of entering the water to leave."

He was caught off guard just now, his mouth and nose were choked, and he just woke up, and now he feels that water can flow out of his head when he shakes it.

Yun Weisi said lightly: "I don't want to change anything."

When I left, I couldn't help myself, just if I felt something.

But he doesn't want to change any details that could affect the future.

Including everything that happened in Yuru Town.

Including Soul Gathering Orbs.

Chang Ming smiled, "You used to be soft-hearted, but you're still the same now."

Yun Weisi was noncommittal.

Is he softhearted?

Be it outside or Jiuchongyuan, countless people and monsters died in his hands. If the blood on Chunchao's sword cannot be wiped off, it may have been soaked in the sea of ​​blood by now.

He just doesn't want to change the past that has already been done, because—

Yun Weisi vaguely knew the answer in his heart, even though he didn't want to admit the answer.

Although Jiaozhu healed most of Changming's internal and external injuries and forcibly pulled him back from the brink of life and death, the marks left by many old injuries could not be changed in a year or so.

"That flood dragon, I saw it later."

He coughed a few times, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"In Huangquan."

Yun Weisi stared at him.

Huangquan is the place where Chang Ming first returned.

He stayed there for fifty years, his consciousness was chaotic, and his soul was incomplete.

Jiaolong has been practicing in Penglai Lake since she was a child, and she loves her family, and she refuses to leave easily for nothing, so how could she suddenly go to the underworld.

"She was suppressed under the iron chain, and the magma was poured down from the top of the mountain intermittently, and the scales fell off one by one, and the luster of the past had long been lost. The blood dried up, and the wound opened again, day after day."

When Chang Ming passed by there, he was thinking that he was tired from walking, so he rescued the dragon and let her serve as his mount.

But he soon discovered that the iron chain that locked the other party was made of thousands of years of ice, and there were other things guarding it.

Although the dragon is powerful, it is in the remote and seldom-visited Penglai Lake. At the beginning, some monks saw a vision in the sky, thinking that a divine soldier was born, but they couldn't find it everywhere, and gradually dispersed. It was swallowed by that dragon, why would it wait for others to find it, the only valuable thing on the dragon's body is the dragon bead.

But the strange thing is that when Chang Ming saw Jiaolong, the Jiaozhu on her body was still there.

Otherwise, it wouldn't last that long.

Since it is not for the jiaozhu, why should it be locked there, so that it cannot be liberated from life to life?

The sea of ​​chaos is sparkling.

Clusters of soft light like stars scattered everywhere.

Yun Weisi did not mention killing him for the time being.

Chang Ming smiled, reached out and turned on the nearest light.

Snow covered the ground, cold clouds changed the sky.

Gray and white everywhere.

The gray is because the wind blows away the snow-covered peaks, and the white is the overwhelming ice and snow.

Chang Ming didn't expect to come to this kind of place. He ate his mouth full of wind and snow, and his body, still recovering from a serious illness, couldn't stand stably in the strong wind, and he backed up again and again.

Until the back bumped into a person, the other person held his waist.

He squinted and half looked back.

Yo, the big apprentice is also here.

It's just that I can't open my mouth to tease, even if I open my mouth, the words will be swallowed.

Yun Weisi dragged him to the side.

Although the wind and snow were heavy, the road was not very rough, and there was a wooden house in front of it, the door was locked with iron chains, but it was not difficult for Yun Weisi.

With a flick of the hand, the lock broke.

The inside is small, no more than a square inch.

The layout is also simple, with thatched grass and wooden tables.

Other than that, nothing.

But a monk can live in a beautiful temple when he enters, and he can practice hard in the world of ice and snow when he retreats.

Compared with the wind and snow outside, it is much better.

But from the cold to the sudden warmth, Chang Ming's body couldn't bear it, and he coughed violently.

But after coughing twice, his coughing stopped.

He suppressed it all by himself.

Because there are people outside the door.

In addition to the whistling wind, there was also the sound of footsteps.

Very light, but messy.

Explain that it is a monk, and it is an injured monk.

The two looked at each other and tacitly kept their movements to a minimum.

Yun Weisi stepped forward to open the door.

As soon as his hand touched the edge of the door, the door was already pushed open.

A person fell in from the outside, staggered a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground again.

Yun Weisi: ...

He expected that when he went back to the past, he might be able to see his past self, but he didn't expect to see it in this situation.

Seriously injured and unconscious.

"I" was still staggering and struggling to get up, when I looked up and saw Yun Weisi, I couldn't help being stunned.

The four eyes are facing each other.

A moment later, the former Yun Weisi passed out directly.

Chang Ming said slowly: "Since you don't want to change anything in the past, I think it's better for you to avoid it for now."

Yun Weisi was silent for a moment, walked to the door, opened it, walked out, closed it, and quietly disappeared into the wind and snow.

Chang Ming's eyes fell on the unconscious Yun Weisi.

Pushing away the blood-stained hair, a young and handsome face was revealed.

Chang Ming remembered.

This is Shesheng Peak.

At this time, it should be shortly after he left Jade Emperor Temple.