Before the devil's heart fell asleep, he told Xiaotian to contemplate the sacrifice, but he didn't tell Xiaotian how long it would take to practice before the demon could go. But when Xiaotian sacrificed the soul of that wicked woman, he understood. It turns out that the more evil and bottomless soul is the best choice for sacrifice, and it is more conducive to the early development of the devil.
Such a soul is full of evil, stripping away the only false goodwill, it will reveal a completely boundless dark energy, and it can completely release the original dark energy under the catalysis of many material desires such as desire to kill, greed, etc. Only in this way can it be completely absorbed by the demon through the magical sacrifice.
After Xiao Tian Ji finished refining the evil woman, he felt a little bit of abnormal energy in his body sprouting. He only used Demon Heart to ask him to sacrifice his soul to resurrect Qi Ziyan, and he didn't know Demon Heart's conspiracy.
When all the truth came to light after a thousand years, and Xiaotian looked back at the problems of life and nature, he really realized it suddenly. Life itself is a kind, only because of the grievances and grievances that entangle it, right and wrong have lost their nature, and after those wicked people repent, life is still life, and has nothing to do with good and evil.
Life should be given enough respect instead of oppression, because the nature of life is brilliant!
At this moment, Xiaotian wanted to resurrect Qi Ziyan, and Qing'er beside him was uneasy, so he could only bear to seal Qing'er. He thought that the family of three would be reunited soon. How do you know where to resurrect in the world? They are all idiots...
Xiaotian left the farmhouse and came to a quiet place, kissed his baby daughter, stood up and performed the exercises.
After the spirit sword that guarded Qinger detected Xiaotian's intentions, it appeared to be ignorant at first, and gradually began to panic and shake. It seemed to know that Xiaotian was going to give up love for love, so Baojian made a difficult choice, and was obedient for a while. Obediently, after a while, he waved it again, as if to protect Qinger.
Xiaotian saw the green sword trying to stop him, his eyes widened, and his eyebrows stood up: "The world is sinister. I don't worry about putting Qing'er in the care of mortals. I can temporarily seal Qing'er and let Qing'er and Yu Sisters are waiting for my return in the Demon Realm together. When I resurrect Sister Yu, Qing'er will naturally have a mother to look after her. Don't worry, I will not harm my own daughter.
Xiaotian knew that the sword was of extraordinary origin and could not be used in the same breath as the commonplace, so he expressed his intentions in a deliberate tone under his anger. He wanted to scare it away, and even wanted to set off as soon as possible.
That sword has always been in communication with Qing'er from outside the sky, and it is difficult to decide at this moment. After all, Xiaotian's actions will not harm Qing'er. Falling in love with a proposition that is difficult to choose, and the practice of loving for the sake of love, is even more difficult. trade off. The sword was spinning around Xiaotian in a panic. Intricate green lights circled Xiaotian, and it seemed that it was not a threat, not a threat, but rather the mess of Baojian himself.
And Xiaotian had already made up his mind. If the sword prevented him, he would fight to the death desperately, even if he was scarred, he would temporarily seal Qing'er.
The green light of the sword flickered, and Xiaotian's eyes flickered from east to west. Two energy lights, one black and one green, rose and fell alternately in the air. This invisible tremor was even better than his own tricks.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah." After three consecutive beeps, Qinger's tender and milky shouts sounded. The sword flew over with a "swish". Qing'er's little hand held the sword. Seeing Qing'er's small eyes, that sword seemed to be communicating with Qing'er. Xiaotian watched their conversation blankly. After a while, the green light of the sword was soft and gentle, and Xiaotian knew what the sword meant to succumb to Qing'er.
The "Bao Dang" sword fell down and lay flat beside Qing'er. Qing'er's black eyes stared at Xiaotian, her pink mouth was slightly cocked, and a sweet smile bloomed on her face. To Xiaotian, that smile looked very Qi Ziyan. Xiaotian's heart was about to melt when he saw that smile, but after thinking about it, he clenched his hands and shook his heart. Xiaotian stared at Qing'er with gentle eyes, suddenly a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and a black mist skull appeared from Xiaotian's hand.
The sword lying on the ground couldn't bear to watch such a scene, so it flew up and hid behind Xiaotian, unable to bear to look directly at it.
Xiaotian separated his feet and shoulders level, squatted forward with one foot, clenched fists with both hands, secretly luck, and slowly raised one hand, palms shot towards Qinger, a strong wind carried the fallen leaves on the ground, hitting in the air Turning around, fell towards Qinger. Suddenly, the strong wind blew up, and Qinger wrapped up in all directions.
A wall of Zhen Qi wrapped Qing'er, Zhen Qi wrapped Qing'er, everything stopped wherever Zhen Qi went. Qing'er's big eyes flashed and closed, Qing'er stopped her heartbeat, and her two small hands were put down flat, everything stopped like that, Qing'er looked like she was asleep.
Seeing Qing'er being sealed, Xiaotian couldn't bear to turn his face away and didn't look at it. The sword threw into Xiaotian's arms and trembled like a wounded child. The sword kept glowing with green light, as if the sword was crying in sadness.