Xu Jingxian naturally knew Jiufang Changming.
From the beginning of ordinary people stepping into the door of cultivation, this name will often be mentioned in her ears.
The first person in the world.
The head of the door.
Buddha.
Master of magic.
Confucian celebrities.
It is hard to imagine that so many unrecognizable names will fall on one person at the same time.
Because Jiufang Changming's cultivation trajectory is different from that of others, he first entered Taoism, then Buddhism, and then he became a demon cultivator, and he also entered Confucianism, and finally became a loose cultivator.
It is the limit for ordinary people to study one thing in their entire life. He actually learns everything, and is proficient at everything.
What is even more strange is that in order to win over this wizard, even if he is secretly despised, the sect he switched to will still do his best to hold him and give him supreme honor.
Those gossips, both overt and covert, dare not be put on the table at all. In the heyday of Jiufang Changming, everyone, whether they like it or not, is an enemy or a friend, and in front of him, they should respectfully shout "Nine". Real Fang.
For many, it's a distant legend.
Xu Jingxian is no exception.
More than once, she looked at the legends of the Nine Fangs compiled in various books and gave birth to the idea that a monk should be like this.
In the face of absolute power, all dissatisfied voices will disappear.
The world feared him and slandered him, but they also respected him and obeyed him.
After the battle of Wanshenshan, Jiufang Changming fell, no people were seen in life, and no corpses were seen in death.
Some people say that he is dead, and some people blame him for the failure of the Liuhe Candle Sky Array. The latter argument is becoming more and more popular. Many new monks are ignorant. Gradually, the name of Jiufang Changming was nailed to the pillar of shame. , become the iron proof of the collusion between the human race and the demon.
Worshiping and chasing the strong is the talent of all races, and monks are no exception. When the statue falls and fails, the mountain in their hearts collapses, and the name Jiufang Changming is no longer mentioned and slowly forgotten.
No matter what, Xu Jingxian couldn't connect the sick man in front of him with the legendary character.
Although the two have the same name, she always thought it was just the same name.
Who would have thought that the same name is really the same person? !
So to say-
Xu Jingxian suddenly remembered the strange atmosphere between Changming and the sect master when he saw the blood sect that day.
The Sect Master was one of Jiufang Changming's disciples, and she knew that.
When he first heard about this, Xu Jingxian was still complaining secretly in his heart. With the moody temper of the sect master, did he dare to do this in front of Jiufang Zhenren
Unexpectedly, the two masters and apprentices have really met.
No wonder the Sect Master asked her to bring people to Jiuzhongyuan.
She was still so surprised, let alone others.
For a time, all eyes fell on Chang Ming.
Shocked, skeptical, curious, the difference.
Even Zhang Mu's hideous face flashed a hint of astonishment.
"Jiufang Changming?"
After being stunned, he looked at each other up and down, and his sarcasm was obvious.
"The so-called number one person in the world is actually like you? Your monks are all dead? Are you worthy?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and as soon as these words came out, the crowd naturally boiled.
Some people who are impatient, can't listen to these provocative words, and immediately yelled at them.
Chang Ming was unmoved, and only looked at Zhang Mu: "Do you know Zangtian? He is your clan, and he asked me to give you a message."
Zhang Mu's expression changed slightly.
Chang Ming: "It seems that you really know each other."
Zhang Mu: "How is he?"
Chang Ming didn't answer and said, "The bet."
Zhang Mu sneered: "I won't bet with you. If you have the ability, you can pry my mouth open with your strength, otherwise you will all die today!"
Before the words of death were finished, his figure moved and he was already in front of Changming!
The fingernails stretched out, but they were empty!
Chang Ming disappeared in place, and Zhang Mu only caught a human-shaped puppet.
The tissue paper turned to ashes, and the shards flew in all directions.
Zhang Mu turned around abruptly, the black sword tip reached between his eyebrows!
He only felt a pain between his brows, and he quickly retreated and fluttered. The subordinates beside him were about to make a move, but they were all stopped by the sea of clouds.
Seeing that Yunhai's figure was not among the black-clothed demons, the demonic energy was surging around, and she didn't know whether to win or lose. Xu Jingxian gritted her teeth, thinking that the old lady was betting on your side, so she also flew over.
There seems to be a tacit understanding between Changming and Yunhai.
Yun Hai did not interfere in Chang Ming and Zhang Mu's fighting, but only helped him stop other demons.
And the battlefield of the latter two has shifted from the beach to the sea.
Everyone looked from a distance, and saw that in the dark night, the sword lights crisscrossed, and the waves were attracted by spiritual power, becoming more and more exciting, setting off huge waves, wave after wave, almost covering the night sky.
In the past, on the Seven Stars Stage, Zhang Mu was able to fight the heroes with one manpower, and it was not necessary to mention his cultivation. Even if everyone did not understand the world of demons in the dark abyss, they knew that Zhang Mu's strength was at least at the level of a master.
Jiufang Changming used to be famous, but it did not represent the present. Now that there are talented people in the country, it is no longer the situation of Jiufang. Most of the monks present, during the time they entered the cultivation time, the world's major sects The overall situation is determined. , the power has been established, they have never practiced tremblingly in the shadow of Jiufang Changming, so naturally they can't understand how powerful this person was back then, and only the name can make people shy away.
Xu Jingxian felt that the half of her veil was not very useful.
It's not long, it's not short.
That is to say, she has made great progress in her cultivation now, breaking through the bottleneck, and can barely hold on for a while, otherwise she would have been defeated long ago.
If they can win this time, that's fine. If she follows Chang Ming, maybe she will be able to dig up another tree to raise the benefits of real grass. If they lose, it will really be a loss for the lady and the army.
But Changming, is it really that Jiufang Changming
It is a little unreal that the legend has become a reality.
Maybe it was because, not long ago, she was grabbing each other's hair and teasing her.
She was distracted while fighting, and the consequence was that her shoulder was almost scratched by the long nails. Fortunately, someone pushed her away in time.
"What God?!"
Xu Jingxian turned her head and saw that it was He Qingmo.
The disciple of Shenxiao Xianfu who met by chance on the Rainbow Bridge disappeared after jumping off the Jinghu Lake, and did not die.
What surprised Xu Jingxian even more was that when many people chose to stand by and let them fight first, He Qingmo took the initiative to join in.
Behind him, his other junior brother also came.
The others looked at each other in dismay, most of them chose to keep themselves safe and wait for the changes, and a small number of them gradually joined in.
Xu Jingxian's pressure suddenly decreased a lot.
As for the sea of clouds—
Xu Jingxian found that the sea of clouds was gone.
Where did he go
Zhang Mu didn't believe that the other party could beat him.
At the moment he couldn't be sure.
He found himself trapped in a void formation.
The eight directions, front, back, left, and right, are all like Changming holding a sword and kneading a tactic.
If this happened a few times, Zhang Mu almost doubted his life.
He felt he must have missed some detail.
This kind of formation, in addition to spiritual support, also requires strong consciousness. Zhang Mu can't imagine that the opponent's sea of consciousness is so powerful that he can be trapped here, unable to move an inch.
Sea of Consciousness…
With a flash of inspiration, he seemed to understand something.
He must have been inattentive and was taken advantage of by the other party.
Now he is not in the misty sea of Jiuzhongyuan, but in Changming's sea of consciousness.
As long as the sea of consciousness is broken, not only will it not be able to trap him, but Jiufang Changming will also be severely damaged by the consciousness.
It sounds like a lot of fun for a once famous grandmaster to become a fool, doesn't it
With a sneer on the corner of Zhang Mu's mouth, he suddenly shot!
He has already discovered that although the virtual images of the eight directions seem to be flawless, they are actually different in details.
Among them, those in the southeast are also holding four non-swords, but with the sword pointed upward, ready to attack, they may strike at any time.
But the more active and strong he is, the weaker he is on the inside.
Especially in this virtual image, the spiritual power of the Sifei Sword seems to be unable to support it, showing a lighter color than the other seven places.
Zhang Mu's thoughts turned, and he shot like the wind, grabbing to the southeast.
The virtual image shattered and disappeared the moment he touched it.
really!
Zhang Mu was overjoyed.
But his joy did not last for half a breath.
The hurricane came after itself and swept him into the vortex. In the chaos, he fought with his spiritual power, only to find that the other seven phantoms were attacking him with the sword at the same time!
Fang is the flaw that the opponent deliberately revealed!
Zhang Mu was stunned, but it was too late.
One short chess move, and the whole game is lost. He was pierced by the Sifei sword from behind, and when the sword was pulled out, Zhang Mu also fell into the sea from midair.
But before his body was soaked in sea water, he was picked up and dragged to the shore.
Zhang Mu only felt severe pain in his body, not only in the chest where the sword had passed through, but also in the palm of his hand.
He struggled to lift his eyelids and saw that his palm was firmly pinned by Chang Ming's sword, completely losing his ability to resist.
Zhang Mu wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood first.
He saw Chang Ming crouching down in front of him.
"I know Zangtian." He heard the other party say, "Those people cooperate with you only for profit. Once they find out that they need a ghost, they will sell you out without hesitation. That's how he died. Before he died, he asked me to tell you, don't trust those people easily."
"Cough, you are wrong, I have never believed them! This is our only chance to leave the dark abyss and come to the world. They didn't lie to me... "
A smile appeared on Zhang Mu's face, which was a mockery and mockery.
"Do you think that killing me and leaving Jiuzhongyuan is the end? No, everything has just begun. In your opinion, Jiuzhongyuan is already grand enough, but it's just a part of the plan. Hahaha ...you never imagined!"
It seemed impossible to pry open his mouth with Tibetan Heaven.
Chang Ming's subordinates exerted their strength to make the Sifei Sword penetrate an inch further, and the spiritual force stirred the opponent's muscles and bones, even the demons couldn't stand it.
"Who are they? Apart from Wanchi Bijiang and Situ Wanhe, who else is cooperating with you?"
Naturally, Zhang Mu wouldn't say anything, with an unsurprising look on his face, as if saying, "I already knew you would mention them."
Blood was pouring out of his mouth and nose, but he still wanted to laugh at Changming's stupidity.
But Chang Ming asked this sentence only to elicit the following—
"Xiao Zangfeng?"
Zhang Mu's smile froze.
The serious injury made him confused, and he couldn't distinguish more wit to hide his expression, but the instant reaction already let Chang Ming know the answer.
Chang Ming: "Also, if I'm not mistaken, Chen Ting should be the incarnation of Jiang Li, the sect master of Wanjian Xianzong."
I won't say it, if you have the ability, you can check it yourself.
Zhang Mu's lips opened and closed, and he was silent, his expression gradually solidified, and there was no sound at all.
Most of the demons in black clothes were also killed over there. Xu Jingxian was overjoyed when he saw Changming landed in the air and was safe and sound, and ran towards him with his hands.
"Mingrou, are you alright?"
Chang Ming hummed and turned his head to look at the end of the sea of mist.
There, new waves are slowly coming in.
Looking from a distance, the speed does not seem to be fast, but its momentum is high and its voice is louder, far beyond what it has just now.
If there is no accident, when the huge waves hit, the beach here will be completely submerged and become a vast ocean.
Xu Jingxian frowned upon seeing this.
"What should we do, do we still have to go through the fog?"
It is true that they came to Jiuzhongyuan through the fog, but the last time they passed through the fog, they went directly to the third abyss. It can be seen that there are many changes there, and one bad will be re-entered, endless.
"Corpse worms! Those corpse worms are here again!"
Before Chang Ming could answer her, someone suddenly called out, Xu Jingxian's complexion changed greatly, and when she turned her head, she saw a group of bright lights flying from a distance in the night. Everyone knows what that is.
The firefly corpse that makes people smell the color change, touch it and die.
As soon as Xu Jingxian saw the firefly corpse, she thought of her own half of the yarn.
Chang Ming said to her, "Come with me!"
After saying that, Yujian flew to the place where the huge waves came first, and his figure got farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the waves.
This seemingly pure act of courting made Xu Jingxian stunned for a moment, but she immediately chose to follow.
The closer you get to the big waves, the stronger the wind will be.
Xu Jingxian was almost unsteady and fell into the sea. She gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, bit her head against the monstrous wind and waves, and plunged her body into it.
Water, overwhelming water.
The body was completely submerged in the water, and was affected by the forces from all directions. Xu Jingxian couldn't help himself, and could only follow the current. A little spiritual power supported the whole body to ensure that he was awake, but the world was spinning in front of him, and he couldn't distinguish between Yin and Yang. After practicing for so many years, she once again tasted the feeling of dizziness and nausea when riding in a carriage as a child.
Xu Jingxian rolled her eyes and finally fainted.
When he woke up again, his body was still clamoring for exhaustion, but his eyelids already felt scorching hot.
She felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help raising her hand to cover her eyes while slowly opening them.
Sunlight pierced through his fingers, piercing his eyes.
Xu Jingxian's consciousness slowly returned to the cage, and she sat up and looked around.
Not far away, Chang Ming was standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, talking to He Qingmo of the Immortal Mansion.
Yunhai came from the other side, holding a bunch of dead grass in his hand, as if he had just picked something from the woods.
Xu Jingxian remembered here.
They entered Jiuzhongyuan from here before.
Below the cliff, the clouds and mist filled the air, and it was the entrance to Jiuzhongyuan.
That is to say, they have completely left that terrible place
Xu Jingxian was a little dazed, and even felt like she was dreaming.
If she went back in time and did it all over again, she was not sure whether she would make the same choice, but she was certain that she would never set foot here again in her life.
Never.
He Qingmo and Chang Ming didn't know what to say. They glanced at Xu Jingxian and seemed to hesitate to come and say goodbye. In the end, they didn't. They just walked over to the sea of clouds, said goodbye to the latter, and then Yu Jian left.
The neglected Xu Jingxian: ... Very good, I will see the disciples of Shenxiao Immortal Mansion in the future, catch one and torture the other, and catch two and torture the other.
She looked at Changming.
The latter casually tied his long hair with a hair tie, but it still escaped slightly and scattered over his shoulders.
Undressed and robes, standing against the wind, really has the demeanor of a generation of masters.
Xu Jingxian knew that Changming's previous record of killing Zhang Mu would soon spread all over the world with the monks who escaped from Jiuzhongyuan.
Many people will also know that Jiufang Changming has returned from the dead and reappeared in the world, but they are afraid that the world will soon set off a storm.
She stared at each other in a daze, her mood fluctuating, with some sighs for the rest of her life.
Suddenly, Chang Ming lowered his head and vomited blood, and slumped back on the ground, without the image of a legendary master.
All Xu Jingxian's thoughts vanished in an instant: "Aren't you just like nobody?"
Chang Ming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth: "In front of admirers, demeanor is absolutely essential, and you have to endure it."
Xu Jingxian: …
They encountered too many things in Jiuzhongyuan. After everyone dispersed, they had their own adventures. They couldn't finish it for three days and three nights. Xu Jingxian had many questions in his heart, especially when Zhang Mu was in front of everyone. The words that Yunhai was her own clan kept lingering in her mind.
When she looked up, she saw the sea of clouds walking towards her. There seemed to be a sea of glaciers and snow in those eyes, which made her blood congeal, and she couldn't ask a word.
Yun Hai didn't stop beside her, didn't even pay attention, and walked straight to Chang Ming.