The rain in Ten Thousand Monsters City started and stopped.
The air was stuffy, insects and birds flew extremely low, and buzzing and trembling sounds could be heard from time to time in the valley. The little monkey demon opened his eyes in horror, looking at the catfish demon in official uniform in front of him, and said: "Sir... this … This is none of my business, I really didn’t kill the two kings!”
The catfish demon looked carefree and said: "Hmph, you really want to put yourself in a good position. With your meager skills, you still want to kill the Mist Demon King? I think you are scared to death."
The little monkey demon was stunned. It wiped the rainwater from its face and said, "Then... what are you doing?"
The catfish monster said: "It's just a routine matter. All the monsters near Qijue Cliff are being checked out, and I almost missed you... You, a monkey monster, live in this broken cave?"
The little monkey Yaodui smiled and said: "It's comfortable to live in the mountains."
As he spoke, two sharp sounds came from the cave. The catfish demon frowned, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be two little monkeys. It shook its head slightly and didn't pay much attention to it. It continued to ask: "Were there any monkeys two nights ago?" Did you notice any strange movement? Or, was there any strange person passing by?"
The little monkey demon scratched his head, his pupils turned, and he gently shook his head and said: "It rained heavily the past two nights, but... I have no impression."
The catfish demon nodded, without any doubts, and said, "Are the Mist Demon King and the Hundred-faced Fox related to you?"
The little monkey demon said: "It doesn't matter, I don't know them at all."
The catfish demon nodded and said, "Okay, if you remember anything, remember to tell me."
The little monkey demon nodded, and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, may I ask, sir, what were those two big demons beaten to death?"
The catfish monster said calmly: "Injuries caused by blunt objects... Well, your cave is too shabby. There are no monsters that can be as miserable as you. When the time comes, I will change you to a treasure place where you can have food and shelter."
With that said, it patted the little monkey demon on the head and left slowly.
The little monkey demon thanked him repeatedly. It looked at the back of the departing official uniform, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly dived back into the cave.
After the catfish demon came down the mountain, a goat spirit came up to him and asked, "How was it?"
The catfish demon handed it the transcript, then opened his palm, took out two vellus hairs, and looked at it in the light. This was glued on when he last patted the monkey demon on the head.
It said seriously: "You can't be wrong, this is exactly the same as the monkey hair found on the Hundred-faced Fox. It should be the little monkey... Oh, the acting is really similar. If it hadn't handled the scene cleanly, it would have almost destroyed the monkey. Everyone has been fooled."
The sheep spirit also handed over a volume of books and said: "This monkey and the Hundred-faced Fox are from the same troupe. They had a quarrel. I don't know what relationship they have with the Mist Demon King."
"It doesn't matter, it's not important." The catfish demon said: "Don't alert the snake yet, order people to watch this peak, report to the adults above, and let them decide the life and death of this monkey demon."
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When Jiuling Yuansheng was meditating on the stone platform to realize Zen, the golden-winged roc arrived again.
"Have you made your decision?" Jiuling Yuan Sheng asked.
The golden-winged Dapeng asked: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, why should I miss it?"
Jiuling Yuansheng said: "That woman is very strong. If I don't take the holy weapon, I won't have the confidence to defeat her. Are you sure you want to try?"
The golden-winged roc asked: "If it weren't for her, the golden crow would already be in my belly right now."
Jiuling Yuansheng asked: "Do you want me to help you?"
The golden-winged roc said coldly: "I know that what I did went against the oath I made back then. My decision today may even cause the collapse of Ten Thousand Demons City to come earlier. It's okay if you don't stop me. I don't expect you to help me."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng closed his mouth, and the lion head condensed by the ghostly fire beside his head said: "I advise you not to seek death. The only old ape with a long arm who can help you died a hundred years ago. The Demon Queen has sworn to mourn her until she dies, but she won’t help you. If you don’t have a sacred weapon, you’ll die if you go to trouble that woman.”
The golden-winged roc stood silently for a while. The golden feathers behind him burned like fire. He raised his head and said after a while: "I really can't pull out the holy weapon, but..."
She stared at the will-o'-the-wisp head of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and said: "The City of Ten Thousand Demons has more than four holy weapons!"
Jiuling Yuan Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eighteen pairs of eyes stared at the golden-winged roc. His mane surged like fire, and he said, "You covet the saint's relics?"
The golden-winged roc said: "You and I both know very well that after the saint chopped off the flesh and cut the bones, he hid the divine object in the flesh and blood and left it in the City of Ten Thousand Demons. However, we have not been able to find it in these years. That’s all.”
Jiuling Yuan Sheng said: "That is the divine weapon of the saint. It has already developed spirituality. If you hide it deliberately, you will never find it... Moreover, even if you find it, how can it recognize you as its master?"
The golden-winged roc was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Two days ago, two purple garden realm monsters died in the city."
Jiuling Yuansheng frowned and said: "What do you mean by this? Is there a demon in Ten Thousand Demon City who wants to rebel?"
The golden-winged roc shook his head and said: "The cause of death of the demon was strange. The broken bone was injured by a blunt instrument, but the incision was as neat as a sword... Well, this is a file about this case. You can take a look."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng took over a thick stack of files and read them in nine lines.
It also fell silent.
In the Demon Temple, two unparalleled demon kings stood facing each other, both seeming to be reminiscing about something.
Jiuling Yuansheng finished reading the file and remained silent for a long time. He sat quietly like a withered Buddha, his body as tall as a mountain much thinner.
But the golden-winged roc spoke slowly, and behind the crow's face, his voice was sharp and recited like a opera lyric: "Nine turns of iron and steel, the samadhi of the divine furnace, overturned the Beidou, opened the South Pole... Five hundred years ago, there were gods He asked, "The world is immeasurable, how many pounds of morality can you bear in your heart?" The sage replied: Thirteen thousand five hundred pounds..."
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Jiuling Yuan Sheng let out a long sigh after a long time.
In the blink of an eye, the past of thousands of monsters swallowing up the mountains and seas and smashing the Divine Court to pieces is already a thing of the past five hundred years. It was a magnificent event in the past, but in the blink of an eye it is already the setting sun.
Jiuling Yuansheng said: "The saint's life is short, otherwise how could the divine object come to the world?"
The golden-winged roc was even more pessimistic, saying: "Even if the saint is in full bloom, what will change? He can defeat Lei Lao, but can he defeat the law of heaven?"
Jiuling Yuan Sheng raised his head and suddenly said: "There is a country on top of this peak."
The golden-winged roc sneered: "You place your hopes on them?"
Jiuling Yuansheng said: "They are already the strongest people today. If they can't do it, no one will be able to save this world."
The golden-winged roc said: "Five hundred years ago, didn't the Moon God also take action? What was the result? Later, the saint suppressed the killing, and the Moon God disappeared..."
Halfway through his words, the golden-winged roc couldn't bear to say more and sighed: "I no longer have the determination to compete with the sky. My great ambition in this life is to use my body to become a Buddha and create a golden world. When the city of ten thousand monsters collapses, swallow it up and leave the last pure land of ten thousand monsters."
The majestic voice of Jiuling Yuansheng sounded lonely: "In that case, just go and try it. Whether the divine object recognizes its owner or not is your fate. I will not interfere."
The golden-winged roc asked: "What about you? What on earth are you going to do? You only have the power to connect with gods and demons, but you just want to be a stone lion and guard the door for the rest of your life?"
The Nine Spirits and Saints sighed together and said, "I don't know what I want."
The golden-winged roc's golden eyes ignited a secret fire, and said: "You are becoming more and more similar to Ke Wenzhou. I hope that when the time comes, you can keep your demon heart and don't become like him."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng said calmly: "Junior Brother Ke... The saint said at the beginning that he was rebellious. But his talent was too high. The saint cherished talents, taught without distinction, and accepted him as one of his disciples. Who knew that after the saint's death, He immediately rebelled... I will never forget this hatred for the rest of my life. In the future, I will personally go to the sword pavilion and break his first sword in half."
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Ke Wenzhou is the birthright of the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion.
Five hundred years ago, he was still a young man during the Second Hunting War. At this moment, he was sitting at the highest point of the seventy-two caves of Jiange, looking quietly into the distance, watching the boundless changing glow of the sea of clouds, and was lost in thought.
He is not old, his hair is still black, and his back is still straight, but his body is too thin. Although the muscles wrapped in bronze skin are fine and strong, they are only separated by a thin layer of skin, as if A small blade can cut it easily.
He is like an ascetic who has made atonement for his sins. He is unremarkable, even a little old.
On his knees lay an ancient, rusty sword.
This sword is not a peerless sword, but it has been with me for five hundred years and it is the most handy.
The sword master looked at the sea of clouds, and all the rays of light from the sea of clouds entered his pupils, turning them into darkness.
His heart is inherently dark.
The last ray of light in his heart left him on the day the saint was beheaded.
To this day, he still remembers the day when he knelt in front of the monsters, chopped off his own bones, and ran away alone. When the old ape was still alive, he asked himself whether what you did was worthy of Jian Xin.
He replied: The one the sword follows should be the strongest.
He once studied under Li He, under Qiu Ziguan, and under the most famous swordsman at that time, and finally met the sage after almost many twists and turns. At the beginning, the saint sat on the futon, looked at him levelly, and asked him three questions from heaven, earth and man. He blurted out and answered them one by one. The saint said nothing, but agreed to accept him as his disciple.
That day he thought he had found what he had been looking for all his life...
Ke Wenzhou slowly closed his eyes, and his hand slowly closed on the hilt of the sword. What he was holding was not the sword, but his lost heart.
But once the choice has been made, there is no turning back.
To punish heaven and earth...
This is an extremely alluring word.
Three thousand years ago, the Dark Lord selected an ancient god in the human world and sent down a monstrous oracle, making it more powerful than ever before and directly defeated and killed the strongest person recognized in the world.
That ancient god was Quanfu. It was enshrined as a god in that war and gained the status of god. To this day in the High Seat Divine Kingdom, before the saint died, it was the second-ranked god among the twelve god-lords.
Now that Huanfu has become a god, he cannot go down to the lower world and participate in human affairs with his true body.
So God chose him.
He will be the second one.
A month ago, Bai Zang also received an oracle, revealing a little about the Abyss Breaking City in Nanzhou.
There is a god whose throne has been vacant for seven hundred years.
It's up to him to sit down.
With this thought in mind, he slowly stood up and decided on the time to leave seclusion.
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In the evening, outside Gulingzong, a sword came from the south.
Liu Junzhuo stood on the sword light and stopped outside the Ancient Spirit Sect. The petals of the cherry blossoms dissipated under his feet and were blown into powder by the wind.
Her hand touched the ancient spirit sect's formation.
She could break it in a moment, but she didn't do it.
This trip is to get the sword, so be more polite.
Liu Junzhuo stood at the door, waiting quietly.
Not long after, a woman in white clothes with sword aura appeared in front of her, looked at her doubtfully, and asked: "Who are you?"
Liu Junzhuo looked at her and said, "Who are you? I'm looking for the master of your Ancient Spirit Sect."
Lu Marry felt a little scared and said, "Why are you looking for the sect master?"
Liu Junzhuo said: "There is a disciple of your sect named Zhang Jiu. During the Tianbang, I gave him a sword and a crown, and now I want to exchange them for them."
Lu Marian was surprised and asked, "You are the second disciple of Jiange?"
"Yes." Liu Junzhuo nodded, looked at her for a while, then smiled and said, "You are very good."
Lu Marry was slightly nervous and said, "Thanks to Mr. Second for your approval, um... Since it's about the sword and crown, let's come in and talk."
Liu Junzhuo nodded and followed her into the Ancient Spirit Sect.
Liu Junzhuo looked at her back and asked, "Are you also a sword spirit?"
Lu Jianjian said yes.
Liu Junzhuo asked: "What is your relationship with Siming?"
Lu Marion pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly: "Sisters."
Liu Junzhuo asked: "Where is Zhang Jiu?"
Lu Marion said seriously: "That's my apprentice."
"Your apprentice?" Liu Junzhuo was confused, thinking that although you are at the peak of Ziting, your apprentice's realm seems to be beyond yours...
Lu Marry explained: "Yes, Sect Leader Si spends most of his time in Shenguan for meditation, so I am the master and accept the disciples."
Liu Junzhuo asked curiously: "Since Zhang Jiu is so high, he doesn't have any dissatisfaction with your master and wants to find another master?"
Lu Marian said: "No."
Liu Junzhuo looked at her proud, gorgeous and beautiful figure, smiled and joked: "Young lady, you have to be careful, you, my disciple, might have some evil plans against you."
Lu Marry's eyes moved slightly, Yun's hands in her sleeves squeezed tightly, and she said calmly: "Don't worry, my disciple only respects me."
Liu Junzhuo was noncommittal and said: "It is rare in the world to have the same body of sword and spirit. It is a pity that you did not come to Jiange to practice Taoism. My seventh and eighth junior brothers are also the same body of sword and spirit. They have very high attainments. If you come, I can let them give it to you." Give me some pointers."
Lu Marry didn't say much, she just smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Er, for your kindness."
Liu Junzhuo said: "I know what you are thinking. At the Haiguo banquet, my seventh junior brother lost to a woman and became a laughing stock. It is really embarrassing. But now, junior brother has learned from the pain and his state of mind is no longer what it used to be..."
As Liu Junzhuo spoke, he glanced at her again and felt that this woman's sword was as clear as anyone's, but the sword was not sharp enough and needed to be polished.
She changed the topic and said: "By the way, my name is Liu Junzhuo. I am a beautiful jade, and my swordsmanship is outstanding."
Lu Married returned the gift, then hesitantly said, "My name is Lu Married, and I am a married woman."
Between the two of them, the temperature dropped sharply and there was frost all over the place. The Fish King, who had been walking here leisurely, immediately had his cat hair explode and meowed as he ran away.
Liu Junzhuo stared at her, his eyes as sharp as snow: "Are you Lu Marion?!"
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In the guest quiet room of the Gu Ling Sect, Liu Junzhuo sat cross-legged, his hands formed into lotus flowers, placed on his knees, his eyelashes lowered, his eyes slightly cold.
Lu Marry smiled elegantly, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "Currently, Sect Master Si is still in retreat. I hope Miss Liu can wait for two more days. I hope you can forgive me if I didn't entertain you well."
Liu Junzhuo looked at her coldly and said, "You were the one who defeated the Seventh Junior Brother?"
Lu Marian said: "It was just a lucky win."
Liu Junzhuo said: "There is nothing lucky or unlucky. Victory is victory. If it is on the battlefield, it is the difference between life and death."
Lu Marry smiled gently.
Liu Junzhuo laughed at himself: "If that's the case, did I invite you to come and watch, but did I humiliate myself?"
Lu Marry said politely: "I am very touched by Miss Liu's kindness. Jiange is also a holy place for all monks, and I admire her very much."
Liu Junzhuo became more and more curious after listening to her polite words, and said: "You defeated my seventh junior brother, Zhang Jiu defeated my sword and crown, and Si Ming ranked fourth in the world... Your Ancient Spirit Sect is indeed full of talents."
Lu Marry listened, her face gentle and calm.
She didn't expect that the second disciple of Jiange would actually come to visit, but at this moment, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming were not around, and she was the only one from the Ancient Spirit Sect, so she had to calm down.
Lu Married said: "Miss Liu's sword and crown are in the sect. The sect leader's sister told me before she retreated. If you come to find them, let me give them to you directly. Miss Liu, wait a moment, I will get the sword." "
Liu Junzhuo frowned slightly and said, "You gave it to me so easily?"
Lu Jianjiao said: "That is what Mr. Second belongs to, and I will just keep it for you."
Liu Junzhuo disagreed. She said seriously: "Since I lost it, it is no longer mine. I can't take it for nothing. Please tell me your conditions."
Lu Jiejiao said: "No conditions required."
Liu Junzhuo said: "Then let Zhang Jiu come to see me. He is the one who lost my sword, so he should make the decision."
Lu Married said: "Zhang Jiu... went to other sects to practice, and he is not in the sect at the moment."
Liu Junzhuo was silent for a moment and said, "It's a pity. I originally wanted to give him three peerless sword manuals."
Lu Marion asked doubtfully: "Why is this necessary?"
Liu Junzhuo said lightly: "I just want him to give up on my little junior sister."
Lu Marian's expression changed slightly, her body tightened unconsciously, she pursed her lips and asked softly: "What little junior sister?"
Liu Junzhuo explained: "My fourteenth junior sister, Liu Xiwan... When she entered the building to compete with Zhang Jiu, the two stayed in the building for a day and a night. Although they didn't say it clearly, I could tell that they had feelings for each other. But this is destined to be fruitless. When Miss Lu sees him, she will persuade him for me and let him give up as soon as possible."
Lu Marry sat dumbly, with her head lowered, her mouth slightly opened, but she stopped talking. The figure with dark hair and white clothes is extremely beautiful, but a little cold.
Liu Junzhuo noticed something strange and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lu Marian said softly: "There are other things like this... maybe they are just competing with swords in the building?"
Liu Junzhuo said: "I broke the rules of the sect and broke into the Tianbang without permission. How can I lie about what I saw with my own eyes? Oh, I listened to them chatting affectionately for a long time outside the door. If I didn't stop them, they might have died that night. We’re going to sleep together.”
"Oh, I understand, I... will tell my disciple." Lu Marian said in a low voice.
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Another night.
"Ning Jiujiu!"
Ning Changjiu, who was studying, was suddenly called by his name. He was startled. He raised his head and saw Lu Marian looking at him coldly, with a very unfriendly expression.
Ning Jiujiu thought to himself that he had done nothing wrong...
"Senior sister, what's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Lu Marian asked: "Do you know you were wrong?"
Ning Changjiu was confused and asked: "What went wrong? What did I do? I hope senior sister can point it out."
"What did you do that you don't need me to tell you?" Lu Marian weighed the ruler and said, "Reflect on it carefully and be lenient if you confess."
Zhao Xiang'er and Si Ming looked at him with gloating eyes.
Ning thought for a long time and said innocently: "I really can't remember."
Lu Marian said coldly: "Then come here and receive the punishment!"
"Ah?" Ning Jiujiu was completely dumbfounded and said, "Marry, you and I have always been on a united front!"
"Call Senior Sister!" Lu Jiaojiao said.
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said: "Okay, senior sister..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but whisper: "This senior sister is only old enough..."
"What did you say?" Lu Marry's long and narrow Qiushui eyes narrowed slightly, and the water in them was full of murderous intent. "Okay, now you are guilty of disrespecting Senior Sister!"
"???" Ning Jiujiu was completely stunned, thinking that this was still the gentle marriage of his family.
He dared not say anything in anger, but his wrist was already grabbed by Lu Marian, and he pulled him over. A clear sound sounded, the ruler fell, and he slapped the palm of his hand hard. Behind him, Zhao Xiang'er and Siming clapped their hands and cheered.
This beating knocked off five more of Lu Marian's swords, but she didn't feel distressed. Instead, she felt it was worth it.
Ning Jiujiu, whose hands were red and swollen, returned to his seat and turned the pages of the book with difficulty.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
"Junior brother, come here again." Lu Jiaojiao said.
Ning Jiujiu stood up slowly and came to his side tremblingly.
Lu Marry looked at him with twinkling eyes. She gently took his hand and looked at it. She sighed and said slowly: "Senior sister... I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Senior Sister, if there is something, then there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing..." Ning Jiujiu knows well that trouble comes from the mouth.
"You're tough!" Lu Marianjiu cursed, but she still used her spiritual power to rub his hand to reduce the swelling.
Ning looked at her cold and gentle face for a long time and was slightly absent-minded.
"Marry, marry." Ning Changjiu called her softly.
"Yeah." Lu Jiaojiao responded.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What happened?"
Lu Marry said calmly: "If your hand is swollen, you can't mess around with others."
Ning Jiujiu was stunned, guilt welling up in his heart. He turned his wrist and wanted to hold the other person's hand, but Lu Jianmo slapped his hand away and said coldly: "Don't be presumptuous, you will lose points!"
If she holds it any longer, her sword will become negative.
On the other side, Zhao Xiang'er and Siming fought again.
Without the support of spiritual power, the two of them did not pay attention to any moves when fighting. After a while, they hugged each other and rolled on the grass, causing grass all over their bodies.
Lu Marion and Ning Changjiu quickly went to break up the fight.
After separating the two, Lu Marian used both soft and hard tactics to make their attitude toward each other slightly better, and they called each other "senior sister" in a coquettish manner.
Lu Marry thought to herself that it seemed that the game of communicating friendship could not be left behind, so she ordered that the next class would not be held and would be played instead.
Zhao Xiang'er and Siming reluctantly got up and were forced to play hide-and-seek.
After one class, their friendship did not improve, but their swords were missing five more.
Alas, there are only eight left...
Lu Marry was distressed.
Thinking about having to deal with Liu Junzhuo during the day and coming to the Taoist temple to receive his anger at night, there was no peace. This senior sister is not appropriate!
In the heart of the sword, the fairy voice comes again: If you don't fulfill your duty, you will take three swords.
She raised her head and saw Ning Jiujiu and Zhao Xiang'er doing some little tricks under the table. She puffed up her cheeks and said angrily: "Ning Jiujiu! I'm going to expel you from the school!"
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In the temple, Ye Changong watched silently. She would occasionally smile, and her smile was like a fleeting glimmer.
"It's almost done." She whispered, raised her sleeves, and pointed them in front of her body. An illusory moon stripe was slender and outlined.
It was something like a sundial.
She turned the sundial gently.
In the Taoist temple, the sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes and autumn comes, and time moves rapidly, but the people inside are unaware of it.
The great dream of Spring and Autumn is nothing more than that.
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(A huge thank you to the captains and heroes from Qiankun Wanyu who rewarded me!! The captains who rewarded me with gifts from the Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens! _Zixi_, and the heroes who rewarded me with socks that must be above my knees! I sincerely thank you four for your great support. Yeah~mah!)