Chapter 346 The Yin Sword Demon Girl
"The Yin Sword Demon Girl?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows and turned his head to ask Jiang Hansheng beside him.
"It is said that she is a witch, but she is just an external sword cultivator. Her behavior is quite vicious and merciless, and she has killed many monks in southern Xinjiang. As far as I know, this woman was born half a year ago Came to Nanjue Continent.”
A white robe and a silver sword. There were corpses everywhere in his path. Her sword skills are cunning, ruthless, and unpredictable, so she is nicknamed the Yin Sword Witch.
Ye Zang frowned when Jiang Hansheng said this, and a figure unconsciously appeared in his mind. How could he describe it so much like Shu Aohan?
"I wonder what this woman looks like?"
"She is extremely ugly, otherwise she would not be called a witch." Jiang Hansheng squinted his eyes and smiled: "In our southern Xinjiang, the appearance of a woman is highly noticed. , If this girl is so beautiful, I’m afraid she will be called a sword fairy, hahaha!”
But I don’t know how this girl got related to Feng Kui, who is the most beautiful person in the three continents of southern Xinjiang.
Everyone looked forward eagerly, only to see Nangong Ling bowing leisurely, brushing her silk clothes, revealing a pitiful look, with ecstasy and beautiful eyes. The red lips moved slightly and said: "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to tell you everything, it's just that this demon goddess has quite powerful powers, and I don't want to cause any trouble to you fellow Taoists..."
"It doesn't matter, the fairy said. , I see that the Yin Sword Demon Girl is unhappy. If I encounter her, I will cut off her head to relieve the fairy’s worries.”
"Hmph, if I encounter this woman, I will definitely put my hands down and suppress her."
"I, the Taoist Dharma Master in Tianque, can reach the sky, and I am a mere swordsman and demon girl, so what should I be afraid of?"
" Haha, if you meet this girl, you will be so scared that you will pee your pants..." A Taoist who had seen the supernatural power of the demon goddess from a distance said disdainfully.
"What did you say?!"
"I suppressed your guy first..."
The Taoist along the coast argued with red faces.
"After all, we still have to test everyone's skills as we did in previous years." Jiang Hansheng said and smiled: "In the past, Feng Kui only cooked wine and discussed Taoism, and etiquette was limited to emotion. I didn’t expect that I would be willing to serve him this year. It will be exciting.”
“Brothers, please come with me.”
Feng Kuinan’s beautiful eyes looked at the coast and the boat. The monk immediately tapped the flower stand with one foot and flew towards the Yuqiong Pavilion on the opposite bank in the light of the moonlight. There was a bright light and a strong spiritual energy rising. She danced like a butterfly and disappeared. Among them is the tallest jade palace. .
The palace overlooks the mountains and is surrounded by other pavilions and jade bead curtains, just like a fairy palace.
As soon as Nangong Ling finished speaking, many monks along the coast took off into the air with surging breaths.
However, many people were halfway through the flight, and were unconsciously suppressed and rolled down, falling into the lake like drowned rats.
"There is a Tianxuan Restriction dormant in Qifeng Lake. This restriction is like a big wave washing away the sand. Those who are not powerful in magical escape techniques cannot even escape this lake." Jiang Hansheng said with a smile.
The Taoists in the distance, just halfway through the flight, fell into the lake like dumplings, splashing waves all over the sky, looking quite embarrassed.
There are many people who want to use the spirit escape device, but they never thought that the spirit weapon would fail here. The energy mechanism is blocked by the lake. No matter how much spiritual energy pours in, it will not be able to activate the power.
The monk's escape method that relies on spiritual energy should embody the most basic level of strength of a Taoist.
“You can’t even fly across this big lake, but you still want to see Fairy Nangong? It’s just a dream!” A white-bearded old man laughed wildly.
These words made many young Taoists blush, but they could not refute, so they had to snort heavily and leave in a rather embarrassed manner.
While he was speaking, a roar of dragons and tigers seemed to penetrate the clouds. I saw Prince Fengtian walking like a tiger, a gilded Taoist robe making a hunting sound, surrounded by sharp golden aura. He took a step forward, and the sharp aura instantly cut open the surface of the lake thousands of feet away, causing huge waves to hit the sky. His whole body was like a meteor howling. And left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
With a flash of green light, the young master of the Li tribe fluttered in his green clothes, with deep eyes, he calmly and unhurriedly used his escape technique, and flew in with splashes of water.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Tianshi of the Ten Witch Clan bent his palms expressionlessly and looked around. In an instant, black mist enveloped his body and disappeared in place like a black cloud.
Not to be outdone, Jiang Hansheng's younger brother stepped forward with both feet, causing a huge wave hundreds of feet high.
This man has mastered the power method. He is like a wild bull, making a trembling sound through the air, and easily flies into the Yuqiong Pavilion guarding the other side.
The Taoist of Tianque Temple, the true disciple of Dayan Tiangong, and the holy son of Five Poison Sect.
Monks continued to break through the Great Lake's restrictions and enter.
These young Taoists are all Xianqiao Taoists, and their magical methods are quite powerful. Ye Zang saw that some golden elixir monks were pulled down by the restrictions in the lake, but most of them were golden elixir monks who had formed three or four elixir patterns. The escape method was very weak. Based on this speculation, the divine passage method was probably not very powerful. Sharp.
For those golden elixir monks who have achieved six or seven lines, it is relatively easy. Ye Zang even observed an external monk with eight lines of golden elixir.
Nanjue Continent's spiritual power is poor, and it is rare to have such a level of cultivation. Jiang Hansheng beside him has only produced a seven-stripe golden elixir, which is considered a good talent for the Jackdaw God Cult.
"Let's go, Brother Ye. This opportunity to have wine and talk with Fairy Nangong is only once a year." Jiang Hansheng stood up, patted Ye Zang on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Didn't Brother Jiang say that his heart belongs to someone else?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.
“The actor I am interested in is also in Qifeng Tower.” Jiang Hansheng said attentively, tilted his head and said: “Brother Ye is very interested in the Taoism of Qifeng Tower, isn’t he? Just talk about it, maybe you can gain something."
Ye Zang remained silent.
Every generation of Feng Kui in Qifeng Tower has some ridiculously high talents. One period is sixty years, and each generation can steadily cultivate extremely talented people such as the Supreme Treasure. Disciple, the Jackdaw Cult is nothing more than this.
What is unbelievable is that Qifeng Tower was only established for tens of thousands of years, and it is incomparable with the ancient religions such as the Divine Religion that emerged in the late antiquity.
It just so happened that Ye Zang was also very interested in the Yin Sword Demon Girl. With the temperament of the senior sister, if she was traveling and acting outside, she would probably hide her appearance.
The "Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Sword Sutra" inherited by Fuyuan Daze, Ye Zang learned it from Shu Aohan. It is indeed as treacherous and difficult to guard against as Jiang Hansheng said. It is easy to find out if it is Shu Aohan. Know.
Thinking about it, Ye Zang took a step forward, and his figure gradually twisted and dissipated like a bubble.
Jiang Hansheng's eyes widened, and the spirit wine cup at his mouth stopped abruptly. He looked at this scene in surprise. When he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, Ye Zang's figure had already appeared. Thousands of feet away.
“This Brother Ye is amazing.” Jiang Hansheng said in a surprised tone, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, then stepped on it with one foot and flew away. ……
On the other side, the scenery around Ye Zang changed rapidly. He used the Chaos Escape Technique, and used the space boundary to escape from time to time. As if shrinking into an inch, he arrived at the Yuqiong Pavilion on the other side in a few breaths. Hit.
This is the place where the women of Qifeng Tower usually live. The guarding Jade Qiong Pavilion in the center is extremely gorgeous. Under the light of the stars and the moon, there is a bright spiritual energy rising, and there are many swaying plants planted in it. The spiritual trees and flowers are so beautiful.
On the Yuqiong Tower, which is transparent in all directions, jade-like curtains hang.
The desks and futons are placed side by side, the moonlight is pouring, and a dozen beautiful women in Qi Feng are sorting things out. Nangong Ling is also here, sitting quietly at the head, her jade The bones are condensed and the muscles are not stained by dust, just like a beautiful sculpture.
The sound of flight was heard, and Prince Fengtian walked in with long steps, his eyes trembling slightly as he looked at Nangong Ling, who was sitting in the seat.
He came to southern Xinjiang last year. After meeting Nangong Ling that day, he could never forget it. He was bound to bring her back to Zhonghaotian to become his imperial concubine. He knew that such women usually have high spirits. Prince Fengtian was not in a hurry, but took things in a steady manner.
“I am Nangong Ling and I have met Brother Dao.” Upon seeing this, Nangong Ling slowly stood up and saluted.
"Fairies don't have to be polite." Prince Fengtian glanced at him and immediately sat down behind the futon on the desk closest to Nangong Ling.
One after another, young Taoists such as Yu Tianshi, the young master of the Li clan, and the true disciples of Dayan Tiangong came in. Their eyes were a little fiery, but they looked at them very restrainedly for a few times, and then stopped with courtesy. took a seat.
This is not the first time for the people present to come to Qifeng Tower. Most of them know each other. There is an invisible smell of gunpowder permeating the place, especially among the disciples of the three ancient clans in Dahuang City. They usually like to talk secretly because of their families. Competition, now for Nangong Ling, there are many fights outside Dahuang City.
As Ye Zang and Jiang Hansheng came in, almost all the seats in the balcony were occupied. Ye Zang glanced around, but only half a hundred people were there.
There are probably tens of thousands of Taoists here tonight, but these are the only ones who can catch the eye of Feng Kui.
The eyes of many Taoists paused on Ye Zang, probably because his appearance was relatively unremarkable.
Ye Zang looked around and saw an acquaintance.
On the seats behind Nangong Ling, there are also a dozen women from Qifeng Tower, all of whom are extremely beautiful and have their own unique temperaments. During the day, he saw the woman in green shirt sitting cross-legged with her head bowed. The latter's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Zanghou, her face was smiling, her eyes were filled with autumn water, her curved eyebrows were twitching, and her charm was boundless.
"Sister Liu, it's that person from Bai Ri..."
"I'm not blind." When Liu Ruyan saw Ye Zang, he immediately glanced away and stroked her angrily. Cuffs, said.
After all the Taoists were seated, they were talking to themselves. The fragrance in the tower was elegant, mixed with the refreshing rouge smell of the Qifeng Tower woman. The rouge smell of the ordinary Fengyue woman was mostly pungent, but The woman in Qifeng Tower uses the rouge perfume brewed from flower dew. It has a light and rich fragrance, but it is still gorgeous and intoxicating.
After half a stick of incense, no Taoist came to the pavilion. Nangong Ling's bright eyes were good at seeing, and her voice was like a bone-eroding demonic voice, and she spoke slowly.
"It is my great honor to be able to discuss things with you. I would like to offer you a glass of wine..." As she said this, Nangong Ling picked up the wine glass with her slender hands like jade and drank it all.
She drank a little too fast, and a few drops of wine slid down the corners of her mouth and onto her collarbone, making many Taoists swallow their saliva.
"Feng Kui, I wonder how the Yin Sword Demon Girl offended you?" Yu Tianshi from the Ten Witch Clan asked in a deep voice.
"Nangong Fairy is pure and pure, and rarely goes out on weekdays. How could she be related to this ugly girl?" A Taoist asked in response.
"This matter is a long story, so please listen to me and explain it slowly..." Nangong Ling said with a gentle and gentle expression.
"Don't worry, Fairy Nangong can speak freely."
Ye Zang also looked at it with interest.
This woman is a human being, but she is not free from all emotions and desires. She is just fierce and vicious in her behavior, and her appearance is extremely ugly, so many monks call her a witch.
In fact, many Taoists have met this woman in Nanjue Continent. She is not bloodthirsty and murderous for no reason. As long as she does not touch her bad luck or compete with her for spiritual places and spiritual objects, she will not miss her. Looking for bad luck for no reason.
However, this rumor has spread from one to another, and now among many monks in southern Xinjiang, this Yin Sword Demoness has become a existence like the Nine Nether Demon, and they can't wait to get rid of her quickly.
It was probably late winter last year, a few months ago.
Nangong Ling and several sisters went to Queyou Marsh, where a kind of spiritual flower abounds, which only blooms in the swamp in late winter.
It emerges from the silt but remains unstained.
These women in Qifeng Tower literally grew up drinking dew and eating flowers, and it is rumored that their Taoist practice may have something to do with this.
As for Que Younuma, after Nangong Ling met the Yin Sword Demon Girl, there was no conflict between the two. They even sat on the ground and had a discussion. But I don’t know what Nangong Ling said that offended the Yin Sword Demon Girl. The latter became furious on the spot and killed the Qifeng Tower woman who was walking with her with a few swords, and also injured Nangong Ling’s Taoist body. If she hadn’t had a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon with her, Body, this behavior will bring more harm than good.
As he spoke, wisps of moonlight ripples fell on Nangong Ling's pure and clean muscles and bones. Everyone looked around and saw a horrifying sword mark on the bones of her divine veins under her neck. It was extremely ferocious, as terrifying as a centipede. .
Speaking of this, Nangong Ling sighed leisurely.
"I kindly invited her to come to Qifeng Tower as a guest, but I don't know where I offended this sister."
"Damn it!" A Taoist said in a tone of voice as he slapped the table hard. Trembling.
“Fairy has jade muscles and ice bones, that witch actually hurt Fairy Nangong, and I am determined to peel her skin off and cramp her!”
"Damn it, don't let me touch that witch, or I'll ask her to come to see you."
Many Taoists were indignant and looked at the scar on Nangong Ling's collarbone with pity. Fortunately, it didn't hurt her appearance. Otherwise, such a stunning appearance would be ruined.
"If it is an ordinary sword mark, Jinchuang elixir can restore it." Nangong Ling looked pitiful, stroking her collarbone with her slender hands. In the past few months, she had tried countless healing elixirs, including Dibao Bletilla, which she bought and took, but they could not completely cleanse the sword marks on her bones. She said leisurely: "To untie the bell, the person who tied it must be tied. This woman's sword movement contains strange yin energy, just like the evil energy under the Nine Netherworld. It is difficult to get rid of. If it goes on for a long time, I am afraid it will hurt the roots of my body." Bone."
Ye Zang frowned, and his Dharma Eyes pierced through. The sword energy on the bone divine vein was too familiar.
(End of this chapter)