Witnessing the "immortal vomiting blood", Lu Mingyuan almost stood up from the chair, and restrained himself so that he could continue to be calm and calm.
Lu Mingyuan, like everyone else, thought that Wu Lang was at the end of his game. Who would have thought that Wu Lang could have such an earth-shattering blow?
Even if there is intention to intervene, the opportunity has been missed and there is no way to recover.
Not just Lu Mingyuan, but none of the masters on the high platform could make a comeback.
I thought that Li Yu would die in the hands of Hu Jiangxue, but who knew that Li Yu defeated Hu Jiangxue.
I thought Wu Lang couldn't stir up trouble, but who knew Wu Lang killed Li Yu.
The pain of gain and loss is the most cruel, and the joy of loss and recovery is thrown into the abyss.
Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but look at Song Liya's expression, trying to find some comfort in the loss of the Supreme Society, but was shocked to see Song Liya's colorful eyes, staring blankly at the blazing fire.
Lu Mingyuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he was stunned subconsciously, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the field.
The huge black chess piece burned up almost instantly, and the flying foam knocked down a large group of unsuspecting heroes. The scorching air waves forced the heroes' screams to be suppressed from the bottom of their hearts.
The disciples of Wanjian Valley hurriedly dispersed the front row, delivered elixirs, and sent away the wounded, and were busy; the high-rollers who were watching the excitement became the excitement in the eyes of others, with broken hands and feet, black faces and anxious hair, and they were in a miserable state.
But in the center of the suddenly burning fire, there was an outstanding red light.
Different from the red of flames, this red light is a red that stands out from the crowd, more dazzling than coral and brighter than agate.
This red light was not broad, but the boundless fire lost its light and spirit under the illumination of this red light.
It seems that this red light is the real protagonist of this fire, and Xingzang is finally willing to appear despite the endless calls.
Lu Mingyuan's heart was shaken, and there was a surge of excitement in his chest: "Is Li Yu still alive? This is really unbelievable."
Lu Mingyuan's eyes were as dull as Song Liya's, looking for Li Yu's figure in the red light.
Suddenly, I saw the red light shaking violently, and then burst into flames. I saw that the boundless fire was extinguished for a moment, and even the burning smell of smoke disappeared.
And Li Yu, who was attracting all the attention, was holding the peach blossom fan tightly in one hand and supporting the ground with the other, trying to stand up with difficulty.
The bloodstains around Li Yu's eyes have solidified. Although his white hair is a bit messy, it is flying happily. Every strand of hair shows the tenacity of life in a desperate situation.
The blood-stained robe, the trembling hands, the body that couldn't stand up straight despite trying its best, and the determined eyes.
In an instant, Li Yu disappeared, leaving only a heroic hymn.
Even the wealthy guest in Xianlin, who had suffered the disaster of Chiyu and was crying out for help, felt ashamed, and his screams of pain subsided unconsciously.
In the midst of shock and daze, someone suddenly shouted: "It's the Huoxuan Pearl, it must be the Huoxuan Pearl!"
Then many people suddenly realized it and shouted: "Yes, the Huoxuan Pearl can definitely absorb fire. Only the Huoxuan Pearl can allow Li Yu to escape this disaster!"
Even Lu Mingyuan's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he was secretly suspicious: "Could it be that the Fire Mysterious Pearl really blocked Wu Lang's fatal blow? But that red light just now, although it was strange and mysterious, seemed to have nothing to do with the Fire Mysterious Pearl..."
In fact, at the critical moment, Li Yu also thought about the Huoxuan Pearl for a moment.
He became the target of public criticism because of Huo Xuanzhu, so he naturally turned his anger on Huo Xuanzhu, hoping that Huo Xuanzhu could really solve the crisis and relieve difficulties.
But in the blink of an eye, Li Yu immediately gave up his hope for the Huoxuan Pearl.
First of all, ever since he took the Xue Jade Clear Heart Pill given by Zhao Yue'er, the Fire Xuan Pearl has been silent and there is no hope for it at all.
Secondly, even if Huo Xuanzhu could really help Li Yu, the result would be to drink poison to quench his thirst.
Thirdly, Li Yu practiced the art of spiritual thinking one day, and realized the true way of spirituality and love in Tianqiong Palace, and realized the harmonious state of emotion and ruthlessness during the battle with Hu Jiangxue. At this critical moment, the only thing Li Yu truly trusts is Shen Si Jue and the Peach Blossom Fan in his hand.
But Li Yu's mind was racing, and he remembered all the cruel experiences he had in the "God-Burning Mysterious Fire" illusion because of the Fire Mysterious Bead.
"At that time, I, Li Yu, had no cultivation at all, and my will alone was enough to resist the burning fire of the Fire Mysterious Pearl. Now that I have practiced the Shensi Jue, can't I still block this mortal flame with my will?"
His self-confidence suddenly increased and his will became more tenacious. Li Yu adhered to his thoughts, gathered his thoughts, and resounded the Zen verse: "Bodhi is not a tree, and a mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can it be stained with dust?"
Originally, the Peach Blossom Fan persisted for more than two hours, and was as exhausted as Li Yu. But as soon as I heard this verse poem, I suddenly became enlightened, as if it was contaminated with the dew of poplar branches, and the real dead tree suddenly bloomed with red light, and my supernatural powers appeared. He came out and wiped away the karma caused by Wu Lang's vomiting blood.
Poor Wu Lang's revenge, which he risked his life for, turned out to be just a dream.
Although Li Yu was grateful for Wu Lang's pity, his positions were very different and his hatred was intertwined. He could only say silently, "It's easy to go to hell."
Lu Mingyuan was unexpectedly happy again. He was afraid that he would have a long night and have many dreams, so he hurriedly winked at Abbot Hong Yuan.
At present, Li Yu was seriously injured, and he refused to give in easily due to his posture. Therefore, the most suitable person to force Li Yu to stay was Abbot Hong Yuan.
There is a unique skill in Huolong Temple called "Buddha's Crossing Cihang". This skill is used to defeat the enemy and at the same time perform the art of rejuvenation. It uses the so-called compassion to save the enemy's life. It is most suitable for purity at the moment.
Abbot Hong Yuan was involved in the dispute, so he had no shirking responsibility. Seeing this, he stood up, took a few steps closer to Li Yu, and sighed: "The donor is seriously injured and needs urgent treatment. The old monk wants to invite the donor to come to Huolong Temple for a few days. Once he comes, Rest your body, and then talk about the past in detail, in order to resolve the grievances of that day. I wonder what Shi’s idea is?"
When the heroes heard this, they all knew that Abbot Hong Yuan was forcing Li Yu to make an alliance under the city. The so-called "hovering for a few days" clearly meant that Li Yu was under house arrest.
Another smart person thought: "Whether Li Yu has the Huoxuan Pearl or not, the ten sects will not let it go easily when it comes to the great cause of immortality. The illusory thoughts of heaven and man have attracted many masters to flock to it, let alone the Huoxuan Pearl." Where is the pearl?"
Li Yu naturally heard the threat in Abbot Hong Yuan's sigh. He took a deep breath and sneered: "The abbot doesn't have any more information about my life experience, so why bother to go to the Fire Dragon Temple to discuss it in detail? Li Yu is still the same as before. With those words, if my parents really did harm to the Immortal Forest back then, Li Yu would never dare to say the word revenge again. If there was something else involved, Li Yu would find out and settle his grudges with the abbot."
Abbot Hong Yuan raised his long eyebrows and sighed again: "Amitabha. The donor has doubts and refuses to believe what the old monk said, which is human nature. As the donor said, the matter is quite complicated, and there are Afraid of other mysteries, one must be calm in order to understand. The pure place of Huolong Temple is the place to nourish the mind. What's more, the donor's current situation, which is depressed and entangled with internal injuries, needs to be mediated by the Buddha's chanting of Zen. Avoid future troubles.”
Li Yu knew in his heart that although Wu Lang was dead but his ghost was still there, things would never go well today.
But Li Yu still refused to bow his head and refused: "It's just a minor injury, I dare not trouble the abbot."
Lu Mingyuan took the opportunity to say: "Master Li, Abbot Hong Yuan has good intentions. Don't misunderstand his meaning. As the saying goes, people in the world have a grudge against your identity as a monster. It will take time to resolve it. You are in the Fire Dragon Temple. If you stay for a while, you can have an explanation on all aspects."
"Ha." Li Yu coughed, and finally stood upright while swaying, smiling: "Li Yu's heart has been confessed to everyone for a long time. Valley Master Lu thinks that Li Yu needs to explain something else? Is it the whereabouts of the Huoxuan Pearl?" "
This single-handed attack was like a sharp knife cutting through a mess, quickly cutting off the veil between Li Yu and the ten sects.
Lu Mingyuan's eyes flashed, he paused, and said solemnly: "Of course there must be an explanation about the Huoxuan Pearl. Wu Lang's death in front of everyone in Yuntai Mountain is not a small matter after all."
Abbot Hong Yuan took another step forward, his kind eyes turned into angry eyes, and his voice contained coercion: "Almsgiver, this old monk has good intentions, please don't doubt or make any guesses."
Li Yu shook his peach blossom fan, his arrogance unabated: "Old monk, you are determined to force others to make things difficult for you, aren't you afraid of falling into the devil's trap?"
Abbot Hong Yuan shook his head and sighed: "Since the donor was blinded by a leaf, the old monk had no choice but to give him a blow."
Immediately, he saw a tin staff with nine rings for subduing demons suddenly appearing in Abbot Hong Yuan's hand. He shook it to the ground and yelled: "Buddha Crossing Cihang!"
Before the scolding had finished, I suddenly saw a streak of pure white moonlight falling rapidly on the nine-ringed tin staff, which vibrated the tin staff with a jingling sound.
Abbot Hong Yuan felt a chill in his heart. He looked around and saw Shangguan Yan, the Frost Moon Fairy, flying over. He even heard Shangguan Yan's clear and decisive words: "Old abbot, if you want to force Li Yu to invite you, you must get over my pity for the moon god first." sword."
