Chapter 1 Prodigal

Fate is the most impermanent, and no one can tell it.

In a trance, it seemed that someone whispered in Yingyu's ear and touched his heartstrings in a low voice, with an inexplicable feeling.

He suddenly opened his eyes, supported the edge of the bed and suddenly sat up, looking at all the thoughts in front of him.

The heavy rain poured down and slapped on the bamboo window. The strange rhythm sounded, like the waves and waves. A cold moonlight fell into the window and just enveloped him.

Under the thick and long black hair, a beautiful face is full of perseverance, and the eyes are as quiet as water. Occasionally, murderous intention passes by and fleeting.

Ying Yu has remembered that there is a big thing about his freedom to do today, but somehow he suddenly fell asleep while waiting for the night to come.

He was originally a wanderer. At the age of nine, he passed at the foot of the Nanshan School and was taken to the mountain by the monks in the mountains. He seemed to be accepted as a disciple, and he will also have the fate of Taoism in the future. In fact, it is like a laborer, and his future is bleak. Maybe he will only have toil all his life, which he can't stand.

For seven years, he has been staying in the Nanshan faction without surprises, and his heart has already held a fire. Therefore, a month ago, he decided to escape and find a bloody way to be free.

Although he understood that this was a slim thing, he was so excited that he did not allow himself to shrink again and finally made up his mind.

He knew that the night would be much better, and the dark night would be the best barrier, so he kept waiting. Seeing that the time had come, he grabbed the sword on the side of the rise with his backhand and stood up and went out.

The rain and waves are boundless, and the strong wind sweeps. There are raindrops falling freely between heaven and earth, and the roaring sound lingers in the ear. The pine forest in the distance is constantly undulating and swaying under the surge of wind and waves.

The moonlight rippled under the wind, reflecting a long figure. The black hair covered with rain fluttered in the wind and rain. His eyes were as sharp as electricity, and he saw that the route was running out of the rain. His body was immediately soaked by the heavy rain, and his gray clothes were indescribably uncomfortable. A cold touch came, but it could not stop him.

"Brother Ying, where are you going?" A slightly joking sound sounded like spring thunder in the ears of the rain.

Looking back, under the hazy heavy rain, a green-robed figure holding an oil umbrella from far to near, walking slowly, as if he grasped many things and seemed to be very confident.

Ying Yu's figure was slightly stiff. For example, there are many people who have been cheated to go up the mountain. At least dozens of people in a year are controlled by the disciples of the Nanshan School who can really practice Taoism. In front of him is such a person named Xu Fan.

"It turned out to be Brother Xu, and I just walked around and watched the rainy scene in the night." Ying Yu replied with a faint smile, thinking about countermeasures.

The person under the oil umbrella approached and gradually showed a cynical smile. His narrow eyes kept flashing, and the corners of his mouth were sarcastic. He smiled and said, "Once no one wanted to escape, but they were all prevented, without exception. For these people, they will be severely punished and severely killed. Over the years, you should have seen many examples. You won't forget that scene so quickly. How dare you do this?

Yingyu's whole body is covered with rain, and a cold feeling is piercing, and his body is slightly stiff. It will be blown away at any time like rootless duckweed in the wind and rain.

"What did my brother say? I have no intention of escaping." Ying Yu approached Xu Fan and said.

The heavy rain poured, the thunder rumbled high in the sky, the lightning roared, and the white light pierced the darkness.

"Wo!" After approaching Xu Fan, Ying Yu suddenly came out of the sword, and the bright sword light sparkled out with thunder and lightning.

In the seven years of the Nanshan School, although he could not come into contact with the real Taoist magic power, he naturally admired it in his heart. Therefore, he peeked and observed when some real disciples of the Nanshan School practiced and gradually came up with some ways.

He can't observe the Dharma of the Nanshan School and practice, but he is familiar with the Nanshan Sword Juematicians, and it is also powerful.

He didn't know whether Nanshan Sword would work, but he had to take action. He knew that the brother in front of him was cruel and beat an escaped man to death, and the scene was vivid in his eyes. Now that he has been arrested, he naturally doesn't want to be like those miserable people before.

"Bum!" The long sword hit the umbrella, accompanied by bright electric light, and you can clearly see a drop of rain falling from the sword, as if it were dripping on Yingyu's heart.

"I had expected..." Xu Fan smiled evilly and was about to say something, suddenly shaking the mountain and rolling rocks.

It seemed that an earthquake was coming, and the peaks shook and exclaimed everywhere. All the lights on the mountain immediately lit up, and many vague figures went back and forth in the distance, panicking.

In the southern sky, many figures floated in the air. Each fresh clothes were extraordinary and his breath was deep. Obviously, they practiced to a very high level.

A gorgeous sedan chair was carried by four people walking in the air. The sedan chair depicted a picture of mountains, rivers, birds and beasts, which emitted an abys-like atmosphere. I don't know who it was. A word fell faintly, "Kill!"

The figure in the sky suddenly rushed into the Nanshan faction and slaughtered it wantonly, with blood everywhere.

"What's going on?" Ying Yu and Xu Fan have a question in their minds at the same time.

Compared with Ying Yu, Xu Fan, who knew a lot about the practice of Taoism, was even more shocked and said in a trembling voice, "How can there be so many virtual monks? The head of the Nanshan School may not be like this."

Anyway, Ying Yu saw an opportunity, retreated, and quickly ran to the woods in the distance. After Xu Fan was shocked, he did not stop and chased after Ying Yu with a gloomy face.

"Woth!" Ying Yu saw a lot of brilliant brilliance falling from the air, like fireworks blooming and bombarding into the Nanshan School. Immediately, the rocks went through the air, screaming continuously, and panic spread in the windy night.

"Ah!" While escaping, he suddenly heard Xu Fan's cry, which was very sad and couldn't help turning his head.

The other party seemed to have been hit by the light falling from a high altitude and fell to the ground. Blood flowed out with rain. He only struggled for a few breaths and died completely.

Ying Yu was stunned and was quite surprised. He resolutely withdrew and searched Xu Fan's body, hoping to find something related to Taoism, but the result disappointed him. Xu Fan's body was almost burned out in a few breaths, leaving no relics, and his extravagant thoughts.

He sighed and shook his head and was about to leave. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. Seeing another white light falling in the air, he rushed straight to himself. He was immediately scared and quickly dodged sideways.

However, this light is completely different from the previous brilliance. It turned a corner in the air and continued to rush to the rain. The speed was extremely fast, and it had hit his arms with his fingers.

Ying Yu was shocked, but he was relieved to see that he was not as well and was not directly burned into ashes as Xu Fan. He looked into his arms and found that the light had dissipated and a piece of jade appeared.

The jade match is very delicate, with smooth tentacles, only half the size of a palm, and an unknown bird spreading its wings and flying, lifelike. However, no matter how Ying Yu looks at it, he feels that this jade match is half less and incomplete.

He didn't think much about the jade match and immediately went down the mountain after taking it into his arms. He knew that the current Nanshan faction was very dangerous, and somehow attracted the attack of some powerful monks. He could not stay any longer, otherwise it would be very dangerous.

When he wanted to escape from the Nanshan faction, he planned a way out.

There is a secluded path in the back mountain, which is unknown, but he accidentally found it. Originally, he planned to leave with the help of the path. At this moment, he felt a great crisis and quickly fled, and soon arrived at his destination.

In the distance, the wind is blowing, and the heavy rain is falling freely, but it can't hide the group of excellent practitioners!

"I don't know who you are. What's wrong with the Nanshan faction?" Someone from Nanshan shouted and was unwilling to die.

In the gorgeous sedan chair suspended in the air, a cold and indifferent voice came out: "Your Nanshan faction is so bold that even our disciples dare to offend. If you don't destroy your sect, where will the majesty of Tiandao sect be!"

The Nanshan faction suddenly calmed down, and then there was a desperate scream.

Ying Yu's heart was sweating and hid in the path and did not appear, because he knew that he could not escape. Although he is like an ant in the Nanshan School, he has also heard of Tiandaomen.

In today's prosperous times, there are ten monis in the world, which are located in all directions and are the land of immortals that the world looks up to. Among them, Tiandaomen is one of the top ten sects. It is located in the middle of the south. It acts domineeringly and dares not offend idle people. Unexpectedly, the small Nanshan sect has provoked such a monition giant.

Since Tiandaomen wants to destroy the Nanshan School, it is bound not to let one person escape, and it must be blocked by monks in all directions. If Ying Yu wants to leave at this time, he is completely looking for his own death. It's better to hide and wait for the people of Tiandaomen to leave.

The path is one foot wide and very narrow. The surrounding vegetation is lush, and the branches are green, and brushing his side face makes him feel itchy. A drop of rain fell on him, and every time his cold body trembled and made his whole body cold.

"Shouldn't I be very ill?" Ying Yu smiled bitterly and simply sat down and waited quietly.

When he was bored, he didn't want to hear the sad screams and the attacks that shook the mountains outside. Although he didn't like the people of the Nanshan faction, he still felt very uncomfortable listening to their miserable shouts.

He took out the jade that fell from the sky and observed it carefully. He didn't know what this thing had to do. Anyway, it was in the shape of a jade match, with a series of silk threads on it, so he simply wore it on his neck.

Unexpectedly, the change suddenly paralyzed his whole body and his consciousness dissipated. He fell directly into this narrow path and let the rain pour down.

Outside, the cold wind roared, and the rain fell on the mountains. With lightning and thunder, a powerful monk showed the magic power of Taoism and shined brightly. On this night, the Nanshan faction will be erased.

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