Standing on the lotus leaves, Qin Shuang glanced towards the outside of Qin Mansion. With a faint smile on his lips, he lightly raised his lotus steps and walked on the waves. In a moment, he stepped on the shore. It was not as good as a peach forest. He walked past the more than seventy monks and walked to the defensive shield. He stretched out his legs and grabbed one spot.
A formation flag shot up into the air and was caught in Qin Shuang's legs.
"Buzz..."
The broken defensive shield rose again, like ripples on the water, and once again enveloped Qin Mansion. Qin Shuang's figure seemed to pass through a water curtain, passing through the defensive shield. He took a few steps forward and grabbed one place again. A formation flag appeared again, broke through the air, and was caught in Qin Shuang's leg.
The entire Qin Mansion gradually unfolded like a scroll. As the scroll unfolded, it slowly covered the Qin Mansion, the peach grove, the more than seventy monks, and Qin Shuang. All that was left in front of everyone was Dong. A peach forest in full bloom.
Qin Mansion was once again covered by the illusion array.
The monks couldn't help but feel disappointed. They once again couldn't see how Qin Mansion killed the more than seventy monks.
Outside the Demon Suppression Tower.
Qin Shuang's body swelled up again, like a balloon, and even traces of blood seeped out of his pores. The muscles in his body twitched and trembled, showing that he was in extreme pain. But Fu Qinshuang's face was calm, as if she couldn't feel the pain in her body.
There were one hundred and eight light spots on her body, as bright as a small sun. At this time, Qin Shuang was constantly pouring Yuanli into the sword shape outside the acupoint. Each sword shape outside each acupoint becomes more intense, and the sword energy outside the sword shape becomes sharper.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
One month.
"Huh..."
Qin Shuang let out a long breath, and that breath turned into a sword, which shot forward and towards the fairy mountain on the other side. A hole was shot out of the mountain by the sword-shaped breath.
At this time, Qinshuang has returned to its original appearance, except for the fact that there is a layer of blood stains on her skin. Outside the one hundred and eight acupoints, one hundred and eight swords stood upright, and the sword energy inside was so strong that Qin Shuang could even hear the clanging sword sounds coming from outside the one hundred and eight acupoints. Voices.
"It seems that the sword energy can be compressed and the gaseous state can be transformed into a liquid state. Otherwise...the clanking sword sound..."
Qin Shuang couldn't help but smile bitterly. The old man stood in front of Qin Shuang and said, "Master, don't be impatient. Take a bath first and then eat. Then polish it carefully. Otherwise, I have just cultivated the gas state to the extreme, and the sword is sharp." It is normal for the sword to emit a clang. After polishing it for a period of time, the sword rhyme will naturally become restrained and the sword will not emit a clang at ordinary times."
"Um!"
Qin Shuang nodded slightly, stood up, and went to the river to take a bath. He felt extremely happy in his heart. The acupoints used to cultivate the sword had begun to bear fruit, and he finally had another trump card for self-defense.
An hour later, after taking a bath and eating, Qin Shuang began to polish the sword rhyme carefully, and outside her sea of consciousness and soul space, the five eggs became more and more vibrant, making Qin Shuang feel the soul. He Yangshen has a tendency to wake up.
The wood spirit has absorbed the life energy outside the monk's body and is also improving. Qin Shuang feels that if the wood spirit devours a few more immortal kings, he might be able to break through to the middle-grade wood spirit.
outside world.
For several days, no one came to attack Qin Mansion. Qin Mansion returned to calm, as if the monks in Tianzi City had recognized the status of Qin Mansion.
But no, Qin Shuang knew that it was not an illusion at all.
The monks in Tianzi City were not afraid of the Qin Mansion's formation, but they were not afraid at all. And their hearts are still filled with murderous intent and greed. If they leave Qin Mansion, they may encounter countless arrests and interceptions.
But no…
Can they keep hiding in Qin Mansion and finally get out
not to mention…
He promised Wei Qingjue but attended Feng Su’s wedding...
Two months later.
Tianzi City's Hong family, a very small family in Tianzi City, just rising and belonging to the lowest level, has some joy in front of its door.
But it’s just not a little festive.
The bright moon is the month of the Hong family's concubine Hong Ji's wedding. Since it is the concubine's wedding, the arrangements made by the Hong family are far from grand.
Outside the Hong family compound.
More than eighty tables were arranged, with eight chairs placed around each table, and almost every table was full of people.
Big red lanterns were hung in rows and the ground was covered with flower petals. The atmosphere was already becoming lively.
Cultivators are different from ordinary people.
After the mortals have worshiped the heaven and the earth, they ask for the bride to be taken to the new house. But this is not the case for those who are not cultivators. Cultivators don't have a man who plays the leading role and a woman who plays the role of the outside, and they don't pay much attention to strength. Moreover, the cultivators also regard weddings as an opportunity to make friends. After all, among the four treasures of cultivating immortals, the Dharma couple, wealth, and land have to have a couple. Therefore, when the bride enters the bridal chamber, she changes her clothes, then comes out and toasts the congratulatory guests with the groom.
At this time, the guests had all left, and the guests began to flow to the table to enjoy various delicacies. Familiar people were walking around the same table, communicating in low voices or laughing loudly.
At an inconspicuous table in the corner, there were eight people walking around, looking at Hong Keji and Feng Su who were toasting.
The eight people walked there quietly, occasionally chatting in low voices, not attracting attention, and the monks at the table around them did not pay attention to the eight people.
Those eight people were Wei Qingjue, An Shicong, Qin Shuang, Yu Guanting, Lei Xing, Chu Dali, Tie Rourou and Baoyi who came to attend the wedding. Hou Disha still stayed in Qin Mansion to look after the house.
Wei Qingjue looked at the two people with amazement. Feng Su was wearing a bright red wedding robe, her hair had been tied up, exposing her red neck, and she always had a faint smile on her face.
Next to her was an ordinary-looking monk who exuded the aura of the first level of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal, but his cultivation was lower than Feng Su's.
The two people were toasting at this time, and the people at that table were saying festive words to the newlyweds.
"Feng Su's Taoist companion is a little low in cultivation." An Shicong said in a low voice.
"The Hong family has an Immortal Lord, and it's no secret that he just broke through less than a year ago." Wei Qingjue replied calmly.
"There is an Immortal Lord? And he just broke through? I really don't know what Feng Suchu thinks." An Shicong shook his head in surprise and said:
"There is Tianzi City, that kind of weak emerging family with no accumulation, all supported by an ancestor who accidentally broke through to the Immortal Lord, and that Hong Keji is not a bastard, you can imagine how difficult their life will be in the future. "
"Should we give up on the future?" Jade Guanting sighed softly and said: "Their journey was really too dangerous. From crossing the natural chasm, to meeting the Demon Half-Step Immortal King, and then passing through the Ash Mountains, More than a million monks died along the way, and only about 400,000 remained. Not to mention Feng Su, whether they would survive would mostly depend on luck.
It is said that there are great horrors and great opportunities between life and death.
If you don't get a great opportunity, you will remember the great horror, and you will become a demon in your heart, giving rise to endless fear in the future. It’s understandable that you don’t want to go against the trend and cultivate immortality because of fear, and just want to live a stable life. Everyone thinks differently and lives differently. "
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