Chapter 67 Missing on
The two large arrays in the sky collapsed, and the nine figures flew out uncontrollably and drifted with the waves.
After the four mirror images summoned by Chu Tian disappeared into the void one by one, he himself floated like a broken kite, which felt like the end of the world was coming.
The rosefinch's six nights were even more unbearable. It was pierced by a strange and inexplicable raindrops on its back. The true spirit in its body was directly strangled by the raging sword spirit and bloodless wind, and turned into powder!
Qing'er was unharmed under the full protection of Chu Tian, but her pale face had lost all her strength.
"Evil!" Seeing the six beloved disciples he had cultivated with painstaking efforts to die in an instant, the white-haired rosefinch looked like a mad tiger, suddenly roared and jumped at the wooden house!
"Stop him!" Chu Tian immediately understood what the Zhuque Zhenren wanted to do - in the wooden house there was not only Lin Yinxue, who had lost the power of cultivating and had no chicken binding power, but also the body left behind after Youaoshan Yuanshen's out of his body!
However, his figure drifted farther and farther under the wind, watching the real rosefinch rush to the wooden house but there was nothing he could do.
"Cuck!" The sword spirit of the rosefinch burst into the door and rushed in.
He was bathed in blood all over his body and bruises. He faintly sensed that there seemed to be a mysterious and powerful force in the dark to secretly help Chu Tian and Qinger, which increased the power of Liuding Liujia Zhuxian array. Otherwise, even if Youao Mountain sacrificed the yuan god to fight to death, he would never have lost so miserably!
But his spiritual platform could not penetrate the source of this power at all. The chill at the bottom of his heart was completely suppressed and melted by the anger of revenge. Zhan Hongchen went straight to the body left in the wooden house in You'ao Mountain!
"Keng!" Sun Ma was desperate to draw a knife to block it, and the blade collided fiercely with Zhan Hongchen to wipe out a little spark.
"Get out of here!" The real rosefinch attacked his heart angrily and used Zhenyuan to shoot a "ball finger green pill" again.
Sun's mother didn't dodge. She couldn't hide, because behind her was the body of Youao Mountain!
Her old and slightly dull face showed a completely different fierceness from usual, and she stared at the rosefinch and patted her left palm with all her strength.
"Puff!" Qingwan broke through Sun's mother's left palm, nailed it into her chest and burst.
Sun's mother's body shook twice, and her eyes stood up angrily.
"Sun's mother!" Lin Yinxue grabbed a bench and hit the rosefinch.
"Bum!" The bench was smashed, and the rosefinch man sneered and reached out to Lin Yinxue.
At this time, his spiritual warning sign was prominent. Before he could react, he had a pain in the back of his head, and the raindrops falling from the roof were hitting the jade pillow hole impartially. Suddenly, his eyes were black and paralyzed.
"Who is it?!" The real rosefinch was furious, and he was completely sure that in this dark rainy night, there was an unfathomable master hidden and secretly took action to help the enemy without trace.
"Puff!" Suddenly, his vest hurt again. He saw Yan Fu's magic whip coming out of his front heart. A blood arrow soared on Sun's mother's face. Her body finally slowly fell at the foot of Youao Mountain.
The rosefinch was stunned and seemed to believe that he would die under the whip of a girl under the age of 13.
He tried his best to turn back, but the life in his body passed quickly, and his body burst with a unwilling roar!
"Mom!" Seeing that Lin Yinxue was stumbling and thrown into the corner of the room by the anti-shock force of the bench, Qinger forgot to grab her sleeves and gently lifted her up.
"Qing'er!" Chu Tian rushed in from the door and saw a large area of blood splashing around the room and Sun's mother who fell to the ground.
The strong enemy was wiped out, but he could not have joy in his heart. Like Lin Yinxue and Qinger in the room, he silently stared at Sun's mother's body.
The light and shadow flashed in the Yuanchen Baozhu, and the yuan god of You'ao Mountain flew out.
Compared with the previous appearance when he rushed out of the wooden house, his genital light is bleak at this moment, which obviously consumes too much vitality.
He was not in a hurry to return to his body, but slowly descended to Sun's mother's body and stretched out his hand to gently close his eyes for her.
His yuan god can't shed tears, but his heart is full of endless sadness - if there is a person in the world who has been raising and taking care of himself since he fell to the ground, the person who loves him suddenly leaves one day and sacrifices his life just to protect himself. That kind of heartache is an unbearable pain in life.
Chu Tian's heart was not gloomy, and he suddenly found that the yuan spirit of You'ao Mountain fluctuated violently, and there were signs of disillusionment. He couldn't help but be surprised to know that the yuan god could only leave the body by the vitality of the master of the holy level. Once exposed, a lot of vitality will be depleted every minute and every second. At this moment, Youaoshan's heart hurts the death of his grandson's mother, his mood is turbulent, and his heart is lost, and the yuan god can't take care of himself. If you don't immediately calm down and return to your body, you are likely to be extinct.
"Go back!" Chu Tian slapped on the back of You'ao Mountain, and Fandu's magic input helped him condense the yuan god. Then the palm spit out a soft energy, and the yuan god of You'ao Mountain flew out of thin air and floated to his body.
Unexpectedly, the genshen continued to fly forward through the body like ethereal clouds and smoke, and did not enter the body!
Chu Tianmeiyu raised the known crux of the problem and shouted loudly, "Youaoshan, you owe Qing'er and Nuo Duo. Do you want to go like this?"
Qing'er immediately understood Chu Tian's intention, and the two of them took action together, and their palms resisted the yuan god of You'ao Mountain again. Two magic hot soups were injected in, and the yuan god wave of You'ao Mountain fluttered and gradually lit up.
The Yuanshen floating in You'ao Mountain slowly opened his eyes, nodded slightly to Chu Tian and Qing'er, and strongly pressed his turbulent mood to calm down. Suddenly, he made a deafening whistling sound like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the Yuanshen suddenly condensed into a beam of light and disappeared into the body.
Chu Tian and Qing'er withdrew their palms and quietly watched the movement of the body of You'ao Mountain.
After a moment, the body of Youao Mountain trembled slightly and woke up.
His expression was quiet and solemn, and the first sentence he said was, "Is there any wine?"
"Yes." Lin Yinxue handed the remaining half of the altar Guanyin to Youao Mountain.
Youaoshan didn't say anything. He first sprinkled the liquor in front of Sun's mother's body, and then drank it with his neck up.
Everyone in the room watched silently, and Lin Yinxue's tears flowed down silently, wet with a soft white veil.
"It's all right." The empty wine altar in Youao Mountain smiled at Lin Yinxue.
The hot liquor burned in his body, like a fire that aroused his long-sealed fighting spirit and pride.
He wanted to accompany Lin Yinxue to grow old slowly in this secluded valley, and no longer dabble in the kindness and resentment in the world. However, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, and the death of Sun's mother was like a stick, which made Youaoshan realize that the paradise was only in his imagination, and it did not exist in the world.
In this case, I have destroyed this idea of escarnation!
Youao Mountain got up and looked at the wind and rain outside the house.
His eyes gradually became firm and decisive, as if he were reborn after death.
At this moment, he secretly decided to return to Beiming City as soon as possible to find the man who revealed his whereabouts, even if it caused a huge wave.
Anyway, give Sun's mother an explanation to herself!
Three days later, on a rainy spring day, there was an additional grave in the fir forest behind the wooden house.
Chu Tian and Qing'er stood in front of the grave and quietly watched the paper money in the hands of Youao Mountain and Lin Yinxue gradually turned into ashes in the red flame. For example, Sun Ma lived her life in obscurity, but burst into gorgeous brilliance at the last moment of her life.
Chu Tian suddenly took two steps forward, took a stack of paper money from Youao Mountain's hand, and knelt down in front of Sun's mother's grave to worship.
His heart is full of respect for Sun's mother - such a loyal and dedicated servant, even if the man has gold under his knees, why not kneel down!
Qing'er also knelt down beside Chu Tian and silently thanked Sun's mother for her meticulous care and care for her mother in the past six years.
Under the mound not far away, the remains of the real master and apprentice of the rosefinch are buried. Liu Daoren, who was originally injured and unconscious, finally failed to escape the disaster. In the melee, the city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish. He was also blown up by the scenery and was buried with her master. As for the other six corpses, there are only a few broken swords left.
When the last piece of paper money burned out, none of the four people had the mind to speak and stabbed in front of the tomb and did not want to leave for a long time.
Suddenly, Lin Yinxue raised her head and asked, "Aoshan, why did that old Taoist priest arrest me?"
Youao Mountain stared at Sun's mother's tombstone, took a deep breath and said, "If you want, I want to tell you a story. About six years ago, a group of people came to a small mountain village near here. They..."
Chu Tian quietly took Qian Qinger's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go. They don't need us around at this time."
Qing'er got up and looked at her mother, who was listening attentively to Youao Mountain, and quietly withdrew from the woods with Chu Tian.
The rain in the sky is still falling, and the red blood on the ground has been diluted by the rain for days. But no one can forget the thrilling battle three days ago.
"I want to go back and have a look first. Can you stay with me?"
The cold raindrops hit the faces of the two people. Looking at the hazy blue in the distance, Chu Tian stood for a moment and asked Qinger in a low voice.
Qinger understands where Chu Tian said "go back" to go. She nodded obediently.
She always doesn't want to disobey her brother's wishes, whenever and wherever she is.
She can frown at anyone or do whatever she wants, but as long as Chu Tian says a word, Qinger is willing to accompany him anywhere and do anything.
For her brother, she is not the apple of Lin Yingxu, the master of the magic religion, nor the magic princess above ten thousand people under one person. She is just her brother's sister, and she is willing to accompany him to wander around the world and stay out.
Because there is a kind of happiness called companionship.
The two of them rose hand in hand to control the wind and flew to the unknown mountain village together. In fact, this mountain village originally had its own name, but Chu Tian treasured it in the bottom of his heart.
It's close, it's close again. Perhaps it was the timidness of his hometown, and Chu Tian's mood gradually became excited.
After wandering outside for six years, he finally returned to his hometown again.
When he left, he was sad and panicked, and when he returned home, his voice was unchanged.
It's just that you can't see the smiling faces of your parents, and there will be no more favorite hometown dishes on the dinner table.
From afar, he saw the ruins that haunted him, as if he would never wake up in the cold winter, lying coldly and quietly among the mountains.
"Someone!" Qing'er's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at a ghost-like figure in the depths of the broken wall.
Chu Tian was shocked when he heard the words. When he stared and looked at it again, the figure disappeared.