The answer to the old man Tianxiang was the shocking sword of the bullfight, and the sword light instantly expelled the night.
The old man Tianxiang's expression froze, his arms stretched wildly, and the mysterious water behind him folded into huge waves and rolled over and over. .
As soon as he raised his hand, Xuan Shui rushed towards the sword light!
Seeing that Qin Yanzhi's sword did not dodge or evade, the old man Tianxiang was secretly proud - Xuanshui can contaminate all weapons below the treasure rank. I heard that Dao Yijian is not a famous weapon, at most it is only a spiritual rank, as long as it is stained with mysterious water , it will be corroded immediately by fouling.
When the time comes... hehehe.
He just thought that Qin Yanzhi didn't know the benefits, so he pushed Xuan Shui more urgently.
Seeing that the profound water filled the sky, the sword light was silver and white, the two intersected, and the silver white was suddenly swallowed up by the black color. Xuanshui rolled the dirt and continued to run towards Feijian Daoyi who was parked not far away!
"Hahaha!" The old man Tianxiang couldn't help laughing, but suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and in his pupils, the sword light passed through the Xuanshui and came straight towards him!
That sword seemed to be normal, but the old man Tianxiang felt that he could not escape no matter how he was prepared. When he wanted to retreat, he was shocked to find that the sword light had divided into ten thousand swords, like a blooming autumn lotus, trapping him in the sword net. !
"what-"
The old man Tianxiang screamed, and his body was torn apart instantly, falling to the ground piece by piece.
Those pieces of meat and internal organs were all black.
Jiang Xue walked out from the side, saw the mess on the ground, and said, "It's really black heart and black lungs."
Two more people walked out of the shadows. One of them was the elder of the Jiutian Academy. He smiled and said, "Before I could make a move, the mountain chief has already killed the elder Tianxiang, so it's just right."
Another burly middle-aged man also said: "Qin Zhenjun is worthy of being the first person in the Zifu period, and he actually killed the cultivator of the Dongtian period across the border."
Qin Yan took the sword and said, "He was already damaged in Lingtai, and he was attacked by a sneak attack before. He only has 60% of the strength of Dongtianxia, so it's nothing."
Jiang Xue: "But it's still cross-border. Even if it only has 60% of its strength, it's not comparable to the Zifu period."
Qin Yanzhi turned to him, "When you arrive at Zi Mansion, you will be number one."
Jiang Xue was startled, then smiled.
"I was rescued by Qin Zhenjun again today, thank you very much."
Qin Yanzhi: "Don't be too polite."
It turned out that Jiang Xue was played by Jing Yue.
He stunned Jiang Xue in the secret realm of Pan Yang, turned into the other party pretending to be confused by the old man Tianxiang, and released the sword that Qin Yanzhi hid between his eyebrows while the old man Tianxiang was urging the exercises with all his heart.
They expected that the old man Tianxiang must have a secret technique to save his life. In order to prevent him from escaping, they used this unexpected sneak attack to consume him once.
However, Qin Yanzhi, the elder of the criminal court, and a Dongtian real person from the Lingfeng faction were lying in ambush nearby, waiting for an opportunity.
Jing Yue: "In any case, I still want to thank you."
Qin Yanzhi: "Thank you for what? If you are willing to be bait, I should protect you as a matter of course."
Jing Yue said nonsense: "Of course, thank you for protecting me, thank you for eradicating evil in the cultivation world..."
Halfway through his words, he was suddenly stunned—Qin Yanzhi actually laughed!
It was the first time that Jing Yue saw the other person laughing. At that moment, it was as if the cold moon was pouring out and the spring snow was melting.
He couldn't help but admired it a few more times. Under the moonlight and stars, the eyes of the two were each other's.
At this moment, the prison chief felt a little hot for some reason.
He coughed lightly and joked: "Killing people and stealing treasures, let me see this old devil's Qiankun bag."
Since the old man Tianxiang already had a cultivation base in the sky, only the true monarch of the Lingfeng faction could break his ban. After a while, the items in the Qiankun bag were shaken out—spirit stones, magic weapons, spiritual materials, and two exercises. .
Jing Yue picked it up and took a look. One was "Soul-Inducing Curse" and another "Spirit Devouring Law".
He flipped through it roughly, and the "Spiritual Devouring Dafa" described in detail how to sense the spiritual roots, strip the spiritual roots, and extract the spiritual roots, but did not record how to make up for the hidden dangers of the exercises. No wonder the old man Tianxiang is helpless, even if there is no today, in a few decades, his spiritual platform will collapse.
Just when he wanted to take a closer look, the back of his hand was covered by Qin Yanzhi. The other party's tone was calm, but he couldn't refuse, "Don't look at it."
Jingyue felt that "Devouring the Soul" was his chance, so he said, "Can you give me a book? I am Shan Linggen, so I don't know how to practice this kind of magic."
Qin Yanzhi: "No."
Jing Yue: "It's actually a good thing to use spiritual roots to supplement spiritual roots, but the method is useless. I think this book is worth studying?"
The old prisoner and the Lingfeng faction True Monarch did not speak, and looked at the two of them quietly. Qin Yanzhi's attitude is tough, and Jingyue's status is high despite his young age. Since he has the heart to ask for it, he will not give in easily. Will the two of them tear up
A little excited what's the matter
I saw Qin Yanzhi grabbed the book in Jingyue's hand with all his strength.
Prison Chief Elder & Lingfeng Sect True Monarch: Ouch, are you going to tear it up? Flies rub their legs.
However, Qin Yanzhi just put a restriction on the book, "I have my divine consciousness branded on it. As long as someone practices this technique or tries to erase my divine consciousness, I can feel it."
… So
The onlookers were confused, wondering what Qin Zhenjun was doing? On the contrary, Jingyue's brainwaves were synchronized, and he smiled: "Thank you Qin Zhenjun, don't worry, I'll just take a look. Those who don't know how to cultivate will definitely keep it well."
After that, he naturally took the book back from Qin Yanzhi's hand and stuffed it into the Qiankun bag.
Qin Yanzhi: "Well."
Prison Chief Elder & Lingfeng Sect True Monarch: "..."
Did they miss something
Jing Yue said again: "The other corpses in the ruined temple are mostly disciples or loose cultivators from nearby small forces. Let's take them away together and notify someone to claim them."
Qin Yanzhi: "Okay."
He didn't even look at the treasure in Tianxiang's Qiankun bag, he directly called out the flying instrument and left with Jingyue.
The rest of the Prison Master and Lingfeng Sect True Monarch looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves and squatted down, and evenly divided the loot on the ground without any hesitation, without feeling embarrassed at all.
At this time, in the secret realm of Pan Yang, Jiang Xue woke up leisurely.
He sat up, resting his hands on his forehead, feeling dizzy.
Alas... It's so embarrassing, I didn't expect that I would faint in the battle with the fierce beast. Fortunately, only God knows what we know, we must keep the secret!
Now, hurry back to the teacher's door!
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Qin Yanzhi's flying instrument was made into the appearance of a sword box. At this time, he was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes to practice. Jingyue was holding the "Spirit Devourer" opposite him to study. There was no communication between the two, but No one felt embarrassed, but felt a sense of tranquility.
The more Jingyue studied, the more precious this exercise became.
The so-called spiritual root is the innate and initial five elements of the human body, and it is the root of the communication between heaven and earth to absorb the spiritual energy. People only know that it gathers at the eyebrows and the heart, but it is chaotic and invisible, and cannot be discerned by the naked eye. Today, even if it is the great power of transcending the calamity, it is impossible to spy on the attributes of the spiritual root without the help of the magic weapon.
But I don't know where it came from. It not only records the secret method to detect the spiritual root, but also allows the practitioners to separate their own five elements, eliminate impurities, only keep the main spiritual root, and extract others at the same time. Spiritual root, feed back on itself.
This set of exercises is only valid for living people, and it adds a bit of cruelty to the evil.
However, Jing Yue felt that putting aside the evil side of the exercises, as long as he learned the three steps of detecting the spiritual roots, separating the Qi of the five elements, and removing impurities, he could gradually improve the spiritual root aptitude. Just don't take the last bloody step, the effect will be much weaker, maybe thousands of years have passed, and a miscellaneous root cannot be completely eliminated.
He was thinking hard, when suddenly, the wooden sword he had been carrying around had a weak reaction.
When Jing Yue thought about it, he immediately linked his divine sense to the sword.
There was still nothingness in his field of vision, but gradually, Jing Yue saw a little green, followed by ten, one hundred, and ten million points, and finally they became one.
There are flowers, grass, vines, trees, and many seeds in the soil.
He saw a thin and small sapling grow up slowly, grow taller, grow to cover the sky, and grow into a giant tree.
A thunderstorm fell, slashing straight on the giant tree, the trunk ignited with sparks, the fire spread, and became bigger and bigger, engulfing the giant tree. Until the torrential rain poured down and finally put out the fire, but the giant tree was only left with its charred torso.
The four o'clock alternated thousands of times, and the place where the giant tree grew became a lake. Later, the lake gradually dried up, and after several mountain changes, the dead tree took root in a valley and was baptized by the sun, moon, and stars every day.
Suddenly one day, the lifeless branch grew a tender leaf, and a day later, another leaf grew.
After ten years like this, the dead trees are in spring again.
A shepherd boy rode an ox under a tree, looking up at the birds nesting in the treetops;
There was Zhuang Han leaning on the tree trunk to rest tiredly, and slept until dark;
There are scholars holding books, shaking their heads and chanting in the shade of greenery;
A girl carried a basket and picked a delicate white flower on the tree in early spring;
An old man buried himself under a tree and turned it into soil to protect this thousand-year-old tree.
This ancient tree has experienced withering and prosperity, and it has also seen the life and death of all things in the world.
One day, a Taoist passed by, stopped under the tree for a long time, and cut off a branch of the ancient tree with his sword.
The Taoist took the branches back to the door and carved them with rough stones every day.
Stone mill wood, wood mill stone, over and over again.
After another three years of cold winter, the flowers and trees in the door bloomed overnight.
On this day, Jiancheng.
At the same time, a strong consciousness came from Jing Yue's mind, which touched him more than every sword he had ever known before.
He heard a young voice saying - Kusheng, it's my name.
When Jingyue slowly opened his eyes, he was looking at Qin Yanzhi's inquiring eyes.
He caressed the wooden sword in his hand, felt Kusheng's closeness, and said with a smile: "Qin Zhenjun, this sword is called Kusheng."
Jing Yue held Ku Sheng in both hands, and said, "Now that the sword consciousness has awakened, the original is returned."
Qin Yanzhi silently took the long sword, looking at Ku Sheng with a shallow tenderness in his eyes.
Jingyue never thought that such an expression would appear on Qin Yanzhi's face, he even had a ridiculous idea, it seemed that Qin Yanzhi had endowed the world with all the tenderness and weakness of his life.
Qin Yanzhi: "Since Kusheng was awakened by you, it is up to you to deal with it, but this sword belongs to wood, so it is not the best choice for you."
Jing Yue replied cautiously: "I know, I will not let Ku Sheng be covered in dust."
The author has something to say: Little Theater
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【No chirps today】
Little Angel: A day without Jiji, think about it.
Jiji: Can't play (sorrowful face.jpg)
【No rouge today】
Little Angel: One day without rouge, I will forget his beauty.
Qin Yanzhi: …
【No scenery today】
Little Angel: (indifferent JPG, discussing the plot JPG)
Jingjing: Never been missed...
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Jingjing: Today's rouge has always shocked me.
Rouge: I touched his hand today.