MTL - Why is This Little Brother-Chapter 6 Entering the sixth

However, Yan Chun's consciousness quickly recovered, but instead of waking up in the cleansing pool, he entered a very mysterious state.

She seemed to see a colorful streamer. At the end of the light, she saw a beautiful and dignified woman, stroking her temples. She and this woman had never met, but inexplicably gave her infinite closeness.

But before Yanchun could be puzzled, in the next instant, she was pulled into a dark hut again, and she heard the woman's thin moaning, not happiness, but pain.

She couldn't see anything, couldn't stretch her limbs, and seemed to be locked in a cramped box. Then she heard "Boom, boom, boom..."

"Dong, dong, dong..." Every time, it seemed to knock on Yanchun's soul, which made people tremble, and almost flew away.

She knew that the voice of the woman outside was the one who stroked her temples.

Then the scene changed again, and Yan Chun saw the dead woman's body. She was so white and swollen that she was completely lost in human form.

Even his eyes were swollen like a cow, and there were many people around, pointing at the dead body of the woman, asking some master to burn the body quickly, so as not to cause an epidemic.

Yan Chun's sight is still not high, she is at a loss, following the sight of everyone, looking up at the master who everyone wants him to make up on.

The moment he saw the old man clearly, a rancid, burnt smell came to his face. The fire raged into the sky, and the smoke was swept up in the wind and choked into the mouth and nose, almost suffocating.

The terrifying appearance of the dead female corpse, and the shrill voice buzzing around like flies, enveloped Yan Chun.

Yan Chun really felt the pain, panic, confusion, and strong hatred!

She lost consciousness completely and closed her eyes slowly, wearily.

"Wow..." The runes in Yan Chun's eyes dissipated and sank into the cleansing pool.

Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan finally let go of her hand and let her sink in.

And at this moment, when Yanchun sank into the Diling Pool, Mo Qiulu, who was not far from her, spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

The blood stained Jing Yangyu's snow-white front, and even the delicate chin like an ice sculpture.

"Senior Brother..." After a very weak, almost angry whisper, the woman finally slowly fell into Jing Yangyu's arms.

Jing Yangyu's unmoved brows, looking down at the woman who looked exactly like Yan Chun who sank to the bottom of the Diling Pond, gradually twisted up.

Mo Qiulu and Yanchun look too much alike, with their demeanor, stature, facial features, and even the look in Jing Yangyu's eyes.

And most importantly, between her necks, there is also a neck ring that is exactly the same as the neck ring of Yan Chun's neck, but her neck ring is not gold wrapped jade, but silver wrapped jade.

Jing Yangyu lowered his head, and did not pay attention to the blood on his face, nor did he let go of the unconscious woman in his arms. He just hugged the woman in his arms and got up.

Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan, who were too wasting and supporting the ground on the edge of the pool, opened their eyes and looked at Jing Yangyu with tired and complicated expressions.

Jing Yangyu held Mo Qiulu, whose limbs were hanging like a dead swan in his arms, and looked at Fu Tianlan with no sorrow or joy, and finally couldn't help but say: "Elder Fu, if we do this...we will be punished by heaven. ."

Is this right?

All three of them knew it was wrong.

"Little Junior Sister wakes up... how can you be willing?" Jing Yangyu couldn't help but say again.

But after saying this, he turned and left with the woman in his arms. The complaint in this sentence is not against Fu Tianlan and Yan Gaohan, who are eager to love their daughters, but against himself.

"Yang Yu..." Fu Tianlan got up, staggered, and was supported by Yan Gaohan before standing still.

She said to Jing Yangyu's back: "Qiu Lu's child... I have to ask you to take care of it. This is a matter for the two of us, please don't tell Yan Chun."

Jing Yangyu's back was stiff, his eyes were downcast, and his face and chest were covered with blood that had been splattered. He didn't use the dust removal technique to remove it.

What they are stained with today is not blood, but sin, which no one can wash away.

Fu Tianlan added: "As of now, we can only do our best to make up for that child, Yang Yu, we are pulling you and forcing you, not what you wished, so don't create a demon in your heart because of this..."

Jing Yangyu did not look back, but slowly shook his head.

His master went out of the mountains to find the opportunity to return to heaven. He is now the acting head of Hengjue Mountain. Who can force him?

Jing Yangyu's breath was weak, but Mo Qiulu, who was still peaceful, quietly left the back mountain.

Fu Tianlan burst into tears, but Yan Gaohan put his arm around her, patted her shoulder, and said, "Qiu Lu has been with her for so many years, we have not only asked her once, but she also volunteered, if she really doesn't want to. , it's time to leave."

"Qingmei, don't be sad, Yanchun woke up, we grabbed the soul-solid grass for her to eat, everything can be the same as before, aren't you happy?"

Fu Tianlan still shook his head, but looking at Yan Chun, who was sleeping at the bottom of the Spirit Purifying Pond, he finally revealed a little hope.

Yan Chun didn't know whether she was awake or turned into a spiritual mist again. Anyway, it was very mysterious. This time, she not only wandered in the back mountain, but even went out of the back mountain.

She was swept away by the wind, because she lost some of her soul, she was ignorant like a child, and light like a fallen leaf in the mountains.

Xu was the only time she ran out of the forbidden area in these years, and the memory of escaping Jing Yangyu's pursuit for a whole day was too deep, she didn't know if she was swaying with the wind or what her heart wanted, but she came to that day and that day. The younger brothers and sisters looked at the side of the pool of Yin-Yang fish together.

She really saw Junior Brother Yuchen by the pool, and when she thought about it, she stuck it on his back.

This is not good, she has become a behind-the-scenes spirit that no one can see.

It was even more impossible for Yin Yuchen to feel anything. He stood by the empty pool for a while, and then he got into the cave to practice again.

Of course, he didn't miss the two yin and yang fish, but he missed Yanchun, who used to sit by the water with him and talk.

However, he has other things to do now, and he only allows himself to think for a short while, so he quickly restrained his mind and began to cultivate.

Most cultivators practice in two ways, one is to quench the body with spiritual energy, and the other is to fight against others to hone their ability to fight.

Of course, the inner sect and outer sect have different cultivation methods. The inner sect has already honed the people who made their way to the soul shield, and the battle is naturally a battle with the spirit shield and others.

The cultivator's spiritual house is a secret combination of heaven and earth, divided into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and five spiritual houses, and it is the power of the five elements that generate and restrain each other in the world.

The Dao Heart and the Spirit Shield complement each other. The Spirit Shield can not only protect itself, but also protect others. It can also support spiritual pets that match the Dao Heart and use it in battle.

However, only a cultivator in the middle stage of the Delusional Realm can hone the spiritual shield. As for the spiritual pet on the spiritual shield, it doesn't matter what it is, as long as it matches the attributes of one's own spiritual house.

For monks who are not in the middle stage of the Delusional Realm, even if they have the way of attachment, the spiritual shield that they have cultivated will be repeatedly broken due to insufficient spiritual power, which will damage their cultivation and Taoism.

Therefore, most cultivators are not in a hurry to hone the Tao Mind Shield in advance. If the cultivation is not enough, it is difficult to support the Tao Mind Pet.

The highest cultivation level of the outer sect disciples is the initial stage of the Delusional Realm, so there is no spiritual shield, so the fighting method of the outer sect disciples is pure fighting, not fighting.

Although it's not like Yin Yuchen was beaten to the flesh by the pig's liver face before, he just wrapped the weapon with spiritual energy and supplemented it with moves.

Therefore, Yanchun, who was attached to Yin Yuchen's back, thought that Yin Yuchen's cultivation was just to quench his body by absorbing spiritual energy. As soon as he entered the cave, he saw Yin Yuchen took out several pieces of photo jade from his arms.

The shadow jade is a low-level magic tool used in the door to record the words and deeds of the disciples. It is a small formation drawn on the jade. It can record and reproduce some people and things above the limit that the jade carrying spiritual energy can bear.

It is very widely used among the disciples. After all, after the jade aura of the shadow jade dissipates, it can be re-sealed into the aura to draw runes through the hands of the disciples of the high realm. It is a recyclable spiritual tool.

When Yan Chun saw Yin Yuchen put a photo jade in his hand on the ground, and inspired the spiritual energy, two disciples immediately appeared on the photo jade.

The disciple who was facing Liu Yingyu had a wicked look in his eyes, and his weapon was a trump card. In the photo shoot, he was fighting against one person. The man had his back to the photo photo jade, but he was taller than the man holding the bone mace. He also held weapons in both hands, but the pair looked quite heavy. Double hammer.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and soon they were fighting in one place. The swords and soldiers were in contact with each other, and the chilling aura that rushed to the face was like a jade that could penetrate a photograph.

Yan Chun rarely had such a direct conflict with anyone, nor did he see other people's conflicts so close, so he flashed back subconsciously, but because he was just a "behind spirit" at the moment, it was attached to Yin Yuchen's body, and he didn't know how to do it. Dodging out, instead, he rushed forward to meet the two people who were fighting in the photo jade.

Yan Chun was taken aback, but she quickly realized that no matter how realistic the image jade was, no one could really rush out of the image.

So she stuck behind Yin Yuchen to observe what he was going to do.

I saw Yin Yuchen sneak into the two fighting figures with bare hands, dodge left and right, and at the same time wait for an opportunity to shoot, although his figure is not fast, but it is light, and he didn't let the photo penetrate his figure for a while.

Yan Chun suddenly understood that he was doing a battle drill.

Some inner sect disciples will naturally do the same, but the fighting methods are ever-changing.

However, Yin Yuchen did it very seriously. Yanchun was attached to his back, following his point of view, so he could naturally feel his movement.

Yin Yuchen's learning ability is unexpectedly fast. During the drill, as long as he is touched by a photo and starts again, he will never make a second mistake.

And not only this one photo jade, he didn't know how much he had in his arms, and practiced one after another until the photo photo jade dissipated, then he picked it up and put it aside, and took out a new one.

He was like a tireless puppet, Yan Chun followed him from outside the cave with bright light, and he practiced until everything was silent. He still didn't stop, but the sweat had soaked his entire back.

Yan Chun found that each of the people in the photo jade was different. She had a ridiculous guess. Yin Yuchen was planning to write down all the moves of the disciples that the outer sect might fight against.

But how is this possible?

And the battle is changing rapidly, what's the use of rote moves? In a real battle, if the spiritual power is insufficient, they will still be directly blasted out of the opposite platform.

Besides, even if I really wrote it down, Yin Yuchen's way of fighting is very strange.

Although Yanchun's cultivation base is sparse, she can't stand the great powers around her, and she is immersed in her eyes and ears. She has never eaten pork and seen pigs running.

Since ancient times, battles have been both offensive and defensive. Yin Yuchen's move is to open the gate of life to win the battle.

His strong desire to win was locked in the dark cave at the moment, but he was deeply felt by Yanchun.

She is still a little sighed, these years... even the junior junior brother from the outer sect has worked so hard.

Yan Chun was a little regretful, regretting why he didn't work hard before. Although he might still not be able to cultivate into the stream, at least when he was infused with demonic energy back then, the spirit palace wouldn't be so shattered.

That way, she might be able to sneak out of Longya Mountain with her hard work that day, and it would not become the current situation.

Yan Chun didn't know what happened to her state, she thought optimistically, what if she died?

Being so free in death is better than living.

Yanchun lay on Yin Yuchen's body and practiced tirelessly with him. Her consciousness disappeared for a while, and then she woke up her diligent Junior Brother Yuchen, and finally stopped.

He walked slowly to the outside of the cave, even the moon had rested, and the sky was hazy. He walked slowly to the pool, holding a familiar white handkerchief in his hand. He just put the handkerchief on a rock that was not too heavy to be blown away by the wind, and pressed it on the edge of the stream.

Then he walked to the edge of the pool and untied his belt.

Unbuckled the belt.

Unbuckled the belt?

Yanchun: "…"

The belt fell to the ground, and the robe also fell to the ground. Yan Chun knew that it must be see no evil next, she subconsciously wanted to run, but she was still stuck on the back.

And the more anxious she is, the more Yan Chun can't leave by her own will. In a hurry, she can only close her eyes.

The slight rubbing sound of the fabric was not obvious in the mountain wind, but it pierced the eardrums.

Yan Chun was lying on his naked back, unable to walk or make a sound, and he didn't dare to look around, so he could only bite the bullet and follow the younger brother into the pond.

She thought that God would treat her well, and she even made her a **** when she died.

The appearance of Junior Brother Yuchen is really rare.

It's a pity that she can't feel the cold in this state, and she can't feel the skin of Yin Yuchen's shoulders, whether it is as warm and delicate as she sees.

The sound of water rushing, Yan Chun was lying on his stomach, really curious, and one of the closed eyes opened a little bit.

Just a little bit.