On the edge of Taihu Lake, there are willow trees.
Two figures came over the waves and boarded the shore.
One is a young man with a short sword on his back and a pale face. He is looking at a young man who is losing both energy and blood. He is wearing a black outfit and holding a piece of emerald jade in his hand. He looks very cautious.
The other is a tall, fierce-tempered female swordsman, wearing a golden crown, sword-shaped eyebrows and cold eyes, white clothes and purple robes, a jade belt around her waist, and carrying a sheathed long sword carved from ebony wood in her left hand. , the sword spike is also pure black.
"You said before that when you go to the Jianghuai land, you can find your senior, wake up the wild ghost in the jade, and ask what my master told you."
The swordsman held the sword in his arms and glanced sideways at the man, "We have already been to Jinling, and now we have arrived at Taihu Lake, but we still haven't found any traces. Did you lie from the beginning to delay time?"
" Along the way, they are all Are you fooling me?”
The sword spirit in her body seemed to be flowing out all the time. The sheathed sword in her hand didn’t look like a murder weapon, but like a weapon. The container helps her to control her aura and polish her aura.
But because the impatience in her eyes was too strong, the sword energy dissipated a little.
In an instant, the young leaves on hundreds of surrounding willow trees were stretched as straight as swords, swaying slightly with the wind. When the leaves collided, they made a sound of fine iron, tinkling, as if Thousands of wind chimes are playing music, which is really nice.
"How dare I have the intention to deceive?"
The man spread out a hand, flicked it, took out a newly cast bronze medal from his sleeve, and said, "My senior is very special in spiritual cultivation. I have a skill and a clever method of mental communication. As long as I activate my imitation bronze medal within five hundred miles, Senior, he has his own sense."
"Furthermore, he deliberately made a big noise in the Jianghuai area and spread the news publicly, probably to lure us here to meet, so he won't go too far."
Xiahou said these words on the surface, but secretly cursed the unlucky year in his heart.
A good way to open the altar was to steal some aura from the abyss and prepare it for his own practice. However, suddenly the world turned upside down and he found himself in a completely different world.
The soul is attached to the body of an escort who was robbed by water bandits, stabbed and fell into the water.
Although this time, not only his vision and knowledge followed him, but also his skill and cultivation. However, after controlling the dead body and killing all the water bandits, he discovered that there was evil energy in his body.
The Demon-Conquering Martial Arts can convert demonic energy into vitality, which is of course of great value, but his body is already a dead body. The more intense the exercise, the faster the body will decay.
With mountains of gold and silver in front of him, he could only remember them in his mind, but could not practice and experience them in person. The pain could be imagined.
Finally, he managed to find some materials to support his body with the bounty provided by the water bandits. Xiahou was worried about Nie Ling'er's traces, so he started to use his own calculation method.
At that time, everyone should have come to this world. It was difficult for others to calculate, but Nie Ling'er's cultivation was not as good as him, and the causal entanglement with him was very deep. Relying on the divination and calculation methods he had learned in his previous life, he was really He found out the whereabouts.
As a result, when Xiahou followed the clues to find it, he actually found the cave of the Magic Mountain Sect.
This Demon Mountain Sect has very few disciples in each generation, only a few, sometimes even from a single lineage, but they are all extremely talented and will surely become masters in the world.
Xia Hou was involved in the Magic Mountain Sect, and he was able to calm down the hostility of Long Yunfeng, the so-called "Flying Witch". After hearing the reputation Su Hanshan released, he decided to come and join him.
Although Long Yunfeng is known as a witch, she is not actually evil in her behavior, but has a very chivalrous heart. However, she is proud and stubborn, has a hot temper, and is not an easy person to communicate with.
Especially in her eyes, the little thief Xia Hou and the wild ghost who offended the master were the same, sneaky people who often demonstrated and warned.
When two people get along, Xiahou becomes even more helpless.
Senior Su, when he fought against the son of Prince Liang in Quan City, he already had peak Xuantai combat power. Later, he actually embedded more than 10,000 high-grade spiritual cores in the dream world and practiced for a long time. The attainments in mental energy are even more profound and mysterious.
As long as we meet, we will have the confidence to talk to this witch.
Xia Hou was motivating the bronze medal, but Long Yunfeng's eyes gradually turned to the distance, the tip of his nose wrinkled, and his face became more unhappy.
"How come the bitter taste of Kunlun is so strong? Did the bottles and jars they made from the bitter sea travel thousands of miles to Jianghuai to smash them?"
When she thought of this , heard a loud roar in the distance, the sound of bells, drums, conchs, and loud blowing.
When it was passed to a nearby place, although only the rhyme remained, Long Yunfeng could still tell that it was the Kunlun auspicious lion that had survived the three disasters of martial arts and floods, with a golden body and a subtle state. The deity’s mantra and Mahamudra method.
"It seems that the Reclining Buddha Monk is attacking someone."
Long Yunfeng thought for a moment, grabbed Xiahou's shoulder with one hand, and flew up, "Go over and have a look!!"< br>
After she flew out for dozens of miles, she saw from a distance the back of a mountain. Dark golden light surged up, poisonous fire boiled, and shocking explosions sounded in succession.
The entire mountain has a vague tendency to melt in the poisonous fire.
The power of the Sea of Bitterness, the Demonic Poison Fire, the Mantra Mudra, the Thunder Divine Gang, the Heavy Water Sword Qi, the Three-Star Pure Land, all kinds of powers are so chaotic that it makes people’s hearts beat.
Long Yunfeng also changed his color slightly, landed on a low mountain about twenty miles away from the outbreak point, and put Xiahou behind him.
“The incense mistook me!”
Reluctant human voices, mixed with lion roars, rumbled from the ground.
In an instant, a figure had dug through several hills, escaped from the ground, and ran away.
His body was in tatters, the right half of his head was missing, and most of his eight arms were broken. Every time he stepped down, his figure was a little unstable.
But between the movements of his figure, the flesh, blood and bones all over his body were flowing, shrinking and reorganizing like golden particles.
The poisonous fire remaining on the wound was expelled by him at the cost of some particles splashing and flying.
The Kunlun Monk of the Reclining Buddha, who was originally as fat as an elephant, is still tall and tall even when he displays his eight-armed golden body.
Now it has shrunk, as if it is about to become a lion less than three feet long.
Long Yunfeng's eyes lit up, he waved his hand deliberately and shouted: "Yo! Reclining Buddha monk, I haven't seen you for twenty years, how come you have become such a rag?"
Najin The lion-body looked up, his face full of resentment and anger.
"Long Yunfeng? It turns out that you, the Demon Mountain Sect, also had a hand in this matter. No matter how old the Demon Mountain Mother can survive, her lifespan will only be these few years. She is really an old man who has great ambitions..."
The golden lion sneered several times, uttered human words, and roared, "Since you are a cheap servant with a body of five leaks, wait for me here, and the Buddha will do as you wish and fight with you!"
He knew in his heart that the man behind him was chasing closely, and he had little chance of escaping. There was actually someone blocking the road in front of him, and he felt anxious and resentful.
Conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!
The Flower Goddess was inexplicably alienated from Kunlun, and Ouyang Chun came directly to abduct her... The popularity of Lotus Authentic Sect declined, and the lame man who presided over this incident happened to meet Ouyang Chun in Jianghuai...
The King of Jinling, who may have been supported by Kunlun, was killed in advance. The murderer seemed to have resurrected his body, but in fact his cultivation was so profound...
It's all connected, everything is connected.
There must be many people behind this, deliberately targeting Kunlun.
The reclining Buddha and Kunlun monk are still fighting against the trapped beast, and they try their best to fight.
Although the remaining true body is no longer big, when the lion pounced on the top of the mountain, all the mantras in its body turned into a huge roar that chose the mountain to devour. The clouds in the sky were shaken and turbulent, forming a vague pattern of a lion's face. Looking down at the earth, the sky and the earth were even more tragic, adding to the majestic waves.
When Long Yunfeng saw him giving up on escaping and suddenly wanting to fight for her, she felt that he had lost his mind.
But Kunlun Monk cursed filthy, a flash of anger flashed in Long Yunfeng's eyes, and he suddenly unsheathed his sword and killed him.
How she pulled out the sword is difficult to explain. The forehand and backhand, the sword posture, the sword technique, and the strength scale all seemed dark and blurry at that moment.
But after unsheathing the sword, in an instant, it was like there were thousands more crescent moons over the low mountain.
Even if it is daytime, the sunlight in the sky cannot cover up the cold, pale yellow and white moonlight.
Su Hanshan's Baoyuejuekong is just like the moonlight in terms of its texture, but its pure mercury-like luster is very different from the moon.
However, the feeling of Long Yunfeng's sword light is exactly the same as when he looks up at the moon.
Only in that rare and pleasant climate with a cool breeze and a clear night, can you look up to see such a beautiful moonlight.
Yes, there is only one moon in the sky, but the sword moon can be thousands...
If the sky is full of moons on earth, the ancient moon in the sky will be ashamed!
This is the highest level of swordsmanship passed down from the Magic Mountain Sword Sect, the "Closing Moon and Shameful Light Sweeping Demon Sword Technique"!
When Long Yunfeng drew his sword and fought with the Reclining Buddha Kunlun Monk, there was another person on the short mountain.
Xia Hou glanced aside, his face cautious.
"Are you...Xiahou?"
Su Hanshan glanced at the bronze medal, floated up, patted Xiahou on the shoulder, looked at the battle situation, and said with emotion, "This Long Yunfeng , where did you find the helper? His strength seems to be no less than that of the Kunlun Monk in his prime?”
Xia Hou hesitated: "Maybe I can be a helper in the future, but I am not really a helper now."
Su Hanshan understood and stared at the battlefield: "The reorganization of flesh and blood at the micro level is really difficult to kill."
Su Hanshan's clothes were burned and damaged, but his body was not affected. After all, when the sea of suffering was detonated, Kunlun monk had a flaw, and a large amount of poisonous fire thoughts were all stirred up by Su Hanshan and acted on him. .
But even so, Kunlun Monk was only seriously injured.
His body is torn and reassembled, and his skin and flesh are scattered and gathered together. With just one reorganization, he can avoid a lot of damage.
If most attacks cannot break solid molecules, it can be said that they do no harm to him at all.
Thanks to the burning of the demonic poisonous fire, which can cause the new molecules of his body to break and deteriorate, the out-of-control thoughts of the sea of suffering directly impact his mind, blinding his wisdom and courage, which completely made him lose the will to fight again. .
Su Hanshan originally thought that he would have to chase him hundreds of miles and attack him for more than ten rounds to completely kill him.
It’s easier now.
In mid-air, Long Yunfeng's sword energy had already chopped the lion into pieces, and he was still releasing the sword light repeatedly to encircle and suppress it.
A warrior who has touched the realm of three disasters will not be picked up by the underworld casually as long as there is still a piece of flesh left in his true body.
Even if there is an accident, there is no preparation in advance, and the soul enters the underworld in a hurry, it can still maintain a complete mind for a long time.
However, Long Yunfeng's sword energy wiped out the soul and suppressed the sleeping Buddha monk's consciousness to the point of being on the verge of differentiation. When he was led by the underworld and disappeared from the world, only a few fragments were left. Crushed.
She did not put away her sword, but held the shining blade and turned to look at Su Hanshan.
“Are you the senior this little thief talks about?”
Long Yunfeng looked at it for a few times and looked suspicious, "Are you a Lu Xingxian or a Pure Land Immortal? How can you defeat the Reclining Buddha Monk by reviving a corpse?"
Su Hanshan smiled and said: "Exclusive secret method, not yet. Side story. ”
“Huh, I don’t care about learning other people’s kung fu!”
Long Yunfeng sheathed his sword, raised his chin and said, "Since you really have a secret method, then quickly wake up the wild ghost in the jade."
"I want to ask Ask her where she got the courage to steal my master’s body!”
When she said the last sentence, she gritted her teeth, obviously very angry about this matter.
Su Hanshan looked at the piece of jade, and indeed felt a soul in it, but it seemed to be seriously injured and sleeping.
“This is Ling’er.”
Xiahou looked worried and quickly explained.
It turns out that there is an old lady from the Demon Mountain Sect. She is very old, and her cultivation level has been such that she has survived the two disasters of water and fire many years ago, that is, she has entered the realm of the divine palace.
Starting more than ten years ago, she was about to reach the end of her life, which also happened to be the last of the three disasters. When the disaster of inertia hit, her physical body gradually became rigid, like an ancient stone, and her thoughts moved slower and slower. , no different from the dead.
But not long ago, when Nie Ling'er came to this world, he borrowed a dead body to resurrect the soul, and actually borrowed the body of the old magic mountain mother...
Ouyang Chun and others, at this time, also After arriving on this low mountain, it seemed that he had escaped in time and his injuries were not aggravated.
Zhihua looked at the place where the lion was killed and felt a little emotional, while Fan Zhongyan listened emphatically to Xia Hou's story, concentrating on it and not disturbing him.
Xiahou hesitated when he noticed this group of people coming.
Long Yunfeng was a little impatient and said casually: "They are your senior's new friends. They worked on the same battlefield before." Give Fan Zhongyan and others drinks to heal their wounds. He opened his mouth and said: "Continue talking."
He was also thinking in his heart that for a strong man equivalent to the realm of the gods, even if his soul is no longer there, even if he dies, his physical strength is not external. The soul can be possessed at will.
What’s more, the physical body of this old lady from the Magic Mountain is still contaminated by some form of inertia. I’m afraid the situation will be even more unpredictable.
No one knows what kind of changes Nie Linger went through when he was possessed.
Anyway, when Long Yunfeng noticed something strange in the depths of the cave and rushed over, she saw her master's body and actually woke up for a brief moment.
The Old Mother of the Magic Mountain grabbed the photo from the air, turned the fossil into jade, and made a piece of jasper. She introduced the soul in her body to protect it, and then she said half a sentence before falling into a deep sleep again.
Su Hanshan said: "Half a sentence?"
Xia Hou nodded.
"My master said."
Long Yunfeng opened his mouth, imitating a gentler and vicissitudes of voice, and spoke slowly.
"So that's it, there is a gap between heaven and earth, and a flower is missing from the underworld. What if..."
(End of this chapter)