Yun Qing stood in front of the biggest picture in the center of Zangfeng Pavilion, and reached out to take it off.
That is the place where Xu Wutong held his body. He reminded in a low voice in the painting: "Use me as the sheath to hide the front and hold the breath."
Yun Qing nodded, took out Kunwu, then rolled up the painting, wrapping Kunwu little by little. This painting looks like a fragile piece of paper, but it can fully contain Kunwu's sharpness, and there is no trace of being torn when the entire blade is wrapped in it.
Yun Qing tied the rope outside the picture scroll with a flame-like rope, and hung it around her waist. When she put the knife into the sheath, the ink-stained side faced inward, and the outside looked like some old blank paper, reflecting the dark sun and the sky, but it was inexplicably harmonious.
"Kunwu... is it a knife?"
When Yun Qing heard Xu Wutong say something depressed in the painting, she immediately didn't know how to answer. At the very beginning, she was a little worried outside the Jiange. Since sword spirits live and die for swords, how could they agree to stay with a person who doesn't know how to use swords to suppress a sword for her
"But it's okay, I don't mind." Xu Wutong quickly comforted her, "How much do you know about sword techniques?"
Yun Qing's heart relaxes, there are really few people in Moling who are as understanding, gentle and considerate as Xu Wutong.
She answered Xu Wutong's question truthfully: "I don't understand at all."
"..." Xu Wutong seemed to be silent for a while, and was a little surprised when he spoke again, "Then how do you usually use it?"
Yun Qing said awkwardly: "Only use Kunwu's own supernatural powers, not swords... well, actually I rarely use weapons."
"Oh, you are a disciple of Yan Mozong of the Six Paths. I remember that you should use Falun as a weapon, right?" Xu Wutong said.
"It's okay, but we basically use supernatural powers to fight against the enemy, and Falun is also the manifestation of supernatural powers." Yun Qing raised her hand, and on her wrist was a hideous and simple big sun and black sky wheel, "Like this..."
The black sun disc on her wrist rotated slowly, and a ferocious and violent aura surged on it.
"It doesn't matter, you can use whatever you like. Anyway, skills and methods are small things." Xu Wutong said briskly, for him only "Tao" can be regarded as a problem.
Yun Qing calmed down, and walked out through the narrow gate with the scroll. Han Sheng outside the gate stood upright with a dignified expression.
"Is Mozun still going well?" He said in a deep voice, and immediately noticed the scroll hanging on her waist.
Yun Qing nodded with a smile: "Master Han has been waiting for a long time. Although there are twists and turns this time, fortunately there is still a senior who is willing to lend a helping hand."
"That's good, I don't know which senior is born this time?" Han Sheng looked at the size of the picture scroll on her waist and vaguely guessed, "Is it the one who practiced the holy sword?"
"Yeah." Yun Qing said calmly, "It's Mr. Xu Wu."
Han Sheng sighed in his heart, and said: "Senior Xu Wu has no ambitions in his life. He thought that he was disheartened to dedicate his body to Zangfeng Pavilion, but he didn't expect to pin his last hope on this troubled world."
Yun Qing was startled, then bowed his hands solemnly, "Huang Quan will definitely live up to senior's hope."
Han Sheng shook his head, and said dejectedly: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future, you don't have to promise anything, and senior Xu Wu probably doesn't need you to promise anything."
Yun Qing was silent, with her hand on the handle of the knife, she could vaguely hear the melodious and melodious piano sound in the picture scroll. After seeing her, that person was full of joy. He saw in Yun Qing the endless possibilities in the troubled times, and saw the hope that his "Tao" would be practiced.
Even though he looked very young, Mr. Xu Wu still couldn't get rid of the old spirit of the dead. Yun Qing thought of the Golden Dragon King who entrusted the dragon girl to her, and he was the same, with a generous and gentle aura like the setting sun slowly sinking into the darkness.
When they were young, they were all radiant, radiating the existence of the four directions, but the years make them old, and time waits for no one. The Golden Dragon King wanted to keep his blood by Yun Qing's side, to see all the splendor and beauty in this world on his behalf. However, Mr. Xu Wu stretched out his hand again to this world that rejected him again and again. If he could not prove the Tao during this trip, he must have passed away in despair like countless years ago.
To be honest, there are countless people in this world whose hopes have been completely let down, and there are quite a few of them.
That's why Han Sheng told Yun Qing that Mr. Xu Wu didn't need her promise. They all looked away, and all they could do was watch those who still had the energy to fight for Dao fruit and fight for survival set off violent storms and waves.
Yun Qing felt something, and was about to say something, but her face suddenly changed.
Han Sheng, who was closest to her, felt that the aura on her body was soaring at an incredible speed, as if an unknown force poured into her body in one breath, and he couldn't bear it in just a few breaths.
"Divine power?" Han Sheng frowned, the sword energy gathered in his hand.
Yun Qing didn't make a sound, her expression was extremely painful, mixed with bewilderment and violence. She pressed Kunwu's knife handle tightly, but Xu Wutong also noticed that something was wrong with her at this time, so he trapped Kunwu knife with his own strength. At this time, black flames fell from the sky in the picture scroll, all the palaces and pavilions were burned down, the golden sun was covered by the black sky, Xu Wutong sat in the back alley, playing the piano peacefully, the black flame with a destructive aura couldn't get close to him.
Yun Qing and Xu Wutong were in a stalemate, but Han Sheng didn't understand what happened.
He saw Yun Qing hunched over her shoulders in pain, and was about to reach out to help her up, when Yun Qing suddenly screamed. The voice was thick and deep, hitting his heart like a Hong Zhong, Han Cheng was so shocked that his eyes went black, and when he looked closely, he found that Yun Qing was approaching him with murderous intent.
If Xu Wutong hadn't trapped Kunwu, the knife wrapped in the scroll should have wiped his neck by this time.
It was only at this time that Han Sheng realized that Yun Qing must have fallen into an extremely crazy situation. Although the previous Yunqing was a young and promising direct descendant of the Holy Land, his practice time was still short, he had more than enough explosive power and not enough accumulation, so he still had confidence in controlling Yunqing. But right now, a huge and powerful force suddenly surged out from her body, this force was still increasing, and for some reason it was not controlled by her, but instead made her lose her mind.
Yun Qing was becoming a strange and powerful person, which made Han Sheng feel a sense of crisis in an instant.
Yun Qing used one against two on the ancient battlefield before, almost killed Jue Yin, and forced the Fire Phoenix away, relying on Jumang's divine power. She and Amon can be counted as one person, and their power can be used interchangeably. If Amang turns into Jumang, part of his power will seep into Yunqing's body, but this part of power also contains Amang's irrational part.
On the ancient battlefield, Yun Qing's killing intent was out of control, so he didn't deliberately suppress him to become Jumang, but took the initiative to draw supreme divine power from Jumang. But now she fell into a passive state - the power belonging to Amon forcibly poured into her body, and the madness and bewilderment in Amon's soul also invaded her soul.
One life, two lives, Yun Qing has always taken the initiative between the two. Her control of Aman was like waving her fingers, because they were one person, and Yun Qing, as a sane party, could easily manipulate a part of her. In the same way, if Amon is sane, then it is extremely simple for him to control Yunqing in turn, so Yunqing must carefully judge Aman's situation, and kill him once he regains his sanity.
But this time she obviously miscalculated. Amon's change came quickly and fiercely, and it happened when she was corroded by hostility and was at her weakest.
Han Sheng condensed the sword in his hand, trying to restrain Yun Qing while defending himself. He secretly lucked out, took a few steps back, and was about to activate the formation to trap her, but he didn't expect that the black flames under Yun Qing's feet rushed out all at once, just out of the range of the formation. She broke through several stone walls in a row and galloped towards the underground palace.
Han Sheng stepped forward to touch the solid wall engraved with countless formations, dumbfounded: "Such a great strength..."
Yun Qing pierced through countless walls, directly ran over the maze, and rushed all the way towards the underground palace. This underground mausoleum was originally very close to the underground palace, and after breaking through some walls, they were directly connected together. At this time, the underground palace was extremely hot and humid, with hot steam everywhere, and the road could not be seen clearly. Yun Qing's body glowed with golden light, and the marrow washing sutra was running, so she was not afraid of such a temperature.
She didn't take a long way around, smashed the wall with her bare hands, and rushed straight towards Amon's position, and when she got out of the interference of the Lost Array and other protective arrays, she held the Fang Cunzhan and disappeared in place.
Bi Fang dodged Amon's sharp claws back and forth in the narrow tunnel. Its body was lighter and more nimble than Amon's. In addition, Amon had no mind, so it was able to dodge with ease. It held an ancient mirror in its mouth, and every time the mirror light shone on Amang, he seemed to be in a lot of pain, and his movements became more and more sluggish.
Just as it turned its head to avoid Amon's impact, a large black flame suddenly appeared in front of it.
A person dressed in white is Shengxue, with a black flame coiling around his waist, it is Yun Qing who has arrived.
When Bi Fang saw her aura, he felt bad. He made a decisive decision, rushed towards Amon after rushing through the black magic flame, and met Amon's sharp claws in one fell swoop. A large piece of Bi Fang's feathers was torn off, and it uttered a tragic cry, then instantly grew bigger, and with its wings closed, it threw itself on A'Mang.
Amang was covered by its wings, his mouth and nose were full of flames, and he was a little dazed.
Yun Qing was in chaos, she tried her best to maintain the clarity in her mind, and she didn't have time to stop Bi Fang's movements. When she concentrated her attention, the white light on Bi Fang and A'Mang disappeared in place .
She is very familiar with this white light, it is exactly Fang Cunzhan.
The Fangcunzhan is fleeting and cannot be used continuously, which means that it is almost impossible for her to catch up with Bi Fang after using Fangcunzhan just now.
Yun Qing stood where she was, the sound of the piano gradually sounded in her heart, she whispered: "Thank you sir."
"Are you okay?" Xu Wutong asked worriedly.
"Not very good." Yun Qing rubbed the center of her brows, her mind became clearer, but she was still restless.
Xu Wutong asked her: "Are you going to chase?"
"Stop chasing, and I can't catch up now." Yun Qing sat on the spot wearily and began to meditate. The underground palace was wet, her clothes were soaked in water, her shoulders were also wet, and with her pale face, she looked very embarrassed.
"But that person is very important to you, right?" Xu Wutong could vaguely feel the extremely close connection between the two, and Yun Qing's change should also be related to the person who was taken away by Bi Fang just now.
Yun Qing smiled bitterly, feeling the pain became more and more unbearable as the true energy flowed: "That's me."
Xu Wutong was slightly surprised: "You mean...?"
"It's okay, because that person is me, so it's impossible for Bi Fang to take him to a place I don't know, wait for me to recover a little before looking for it." Now Yun Qing dare not even move, here It was right next to the ancient battlefield, and her true energy had not recovered for a long time. If she got mad at this juncture, it would really kill her.
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard hurried footsteps not far away, Long Huai got out of a hole in the wall, and saw Yun Qing at a glance.
"Why are you sitting here? Amang is gone!" Long Huai reached out to help her up, but was stopped by Yun Qing.
"I know about Aman, there's no rush." Yun Qing said slowly.
At this time, Hu Hanmei also trotted out of the tunnel, she complained: "Why are you running so fast... Huang Quan?"
As she spoke, she saw Yun Qing sitting on the ground, and when she got closer, she carefully observed her face: "Are you injured?"
"No, I'm fine." Yun Qing slowly collected her true energy. She wanted to stand up from the ground, but she felt the pain even penetrated to the end of her hair, and her body was completely incompetent.
In the end, Long Huai helped her up: "Are you really okay?"
"Take me back to the realm of no delusion." Yun Qing looked calm and gentle at the moment, completely different from the fierce and out-of-control look before, she gently pulled the dragon girl towards her, and whispered, "Please , take me back."
Long Huai felt that Yun Qing's voice was close to her ears, and her whole body was unbearably weak, so her heart softened immediately: "Then let me give you a ride?"
Yun Qing nodded. She needs a safer environment, first use Xu Wutong to eliminate the hostility, and then get the Six Paths Wusheng Wheel and the Yan Mo Breaking Wheel from the Qianyuan Mozun, and then go to Qingchuan Mountain Mansion as planned.
She must return to Yaoque Tower, where she should be able to find a way to solve Amon's problem.