"You can't make it through now," Zhou Ying seemed to know what he was thinking, "Listen carefully, don't be distracted."
Xi Ping can switch places with reincarnated wood, but there is no living reincarnated tree in the northern part of the northern calendar—if it is not protected by spiritual energy like on Feiqiong Peak, the naturally grown reincarnated tree is far less cold-resistant.
And the tree bud on Zhou Ying's body was "melted" by him, no one really understood his magical powers, and no one knew what would happen if he rashly swapped with that sapling.
With a sound of "buzz", the door of the main hall slowly closed, just interrupting Zhou Ying and the high priest's indifferent greetings.
The creepy high priest of Beili stood up slowly with his cane in his hand, and his old and empty voice echoed in the hall: "We people in the Northern Continent don't like to talk in circles. The inspiration, His Royal Highness King Zhuang of Dawan."
Xi Ping seldom went to Beili, and he could barely speak the language of the calendar, and he struggled to distinguish things with his ears amidst the chaotic echoes. However, "Intense Mirror" is a rare term in Chinese history, so Xi Ping didn't understand it.
What kind of top-level inspiration came... He really planned it in advance!
Also a top-level inspiration, Xichu Zhuoming is either revenge or murder all day long. He can pull his own hair to play when he has nothing to do.
No, compared with Zhou Ying, the useless Jie Zhong is a grandson! One negligence and he can cause big troubles, and he can kill the enemy and make no distinction between himself and himself.
"It seems that a traitor has emerged from the Wolf King's sect." Jie Zhong's grandfather said, showing a hypocritical smile copied from Yu Chang's face, "The younger generation is ordered by Xianshan to go to Beili. If possible, out of My private wish, I also want to visit the legendary Infinite Mirror—if I violate the taboo of Kunlun Mountain, I also ask the high priest to read that the younger generation has only a short time to enter Taoism, and those who don’t know will not be guilty.”
The high priest pressed his eyebrows to his eye sockets: "I don't think His Highness is ignorant, but seems confident."
Zhou Ying then said: "High Priest, the two countries of Li and Wan are separated from the north and the south, and have been friends for generations. For grain, oil, cotton yarn, steel and building materials, we have always given Yanning the best price. When you go to a friend's house, you have to be trembling. Do you doubt the owner? Family character? Now that Lingyun Mountain has been devastated by evil spirits, and the three peaks are absent due to the sloughing of cicadas, powerful people from all over the world are coveting the fairy mountain. Needless to say, the land of chaos, if it goes smoothly there, the high priest will not take the time See me. In such a precarious and chaotic world, why don't the two countries go hand in hand?"
"Then I have to ask your country." The High Priest said in a deep voice, "What method did you use to split the Southern Continent into fragments, to poison the Night Cream's servant sword servant—His Royal Highness Zhuang Wang, who is behind you?"
Xi Ping wasn't sure if he understood this sentence: Behind... what? This high priest who looked godlike had seen through the little tricks he was playing in the chaotic land, and he was not bluffed or something... Damn Beiliyu!
Zhou Ying said in a nonchalant manner, "This junior doesn't understand what the high priest means."
"The forces behind you," the high priest tapped the ground heavily with his crutches, and the rhythm became more and more urgent, "Don't make up stories about the sword cultivator who just molted and his apprentice who is not as big as a sesame seed. Five Great Spirit Mountains, punish evil Suppressing demons for thousands of years, going through a hundred generations and a hundred calamities, and keeping hundreds of millions of people safe. However, in just one or two hundred years, you have fallen into a land of irreparable disasters one after another! You—the people behind you are really good at tricks, why don’t you come out to see them now? ?"
The more he spoke, the louder his voice became. The last sentence seemed to be shouting at someone through Zhou Ying. If it was not Xi Ping or the "disciple who is not as big as a sesame seed" in his mouth, he almost thought that the other party saw him.
Xi Ping connected the context together, and finally figured out what the old man was talking about. He was shocked to find that the old man had imagined a powerful force that could rival Lingshan without waiting for others to deceive him. The big game of conspiracy!
Among them is his credit for frightening the sword servants by playing tricks...
wait!
Others don't know the nature of Lingshan and Daoxin, but the third brother knows it. With his understanding of himself, he probably guessed what he would do when he used Master as a threat!
Zhou Ying smiled, not only avoided answering, but also directly said back: "High Priest, I am here as an envoy, not a prisoner awaiting trial."
"Wanshi, do you think Kunlun dare not do anything to you?"
The High Priest of Beiyuan really got angry, his voice was so low that it was almost unrecognizable with Xi Ping's hearing—Xi Ping suspected that this was also the intention of the hell Qingjingdao!
When Lu Wu infiltrated into neighboring countries, Zhou Ying manipulated him very smoothly, as if intending to squeeze all the spirit stones given to him back to the original. Needless to say, the state of Chu called him to pave business roads when Nanshu was not going well, and urged him to go to the chaotic land to make up for Lu Wu's shortcomings... But he was rarely asked to run on Beili's side, making him listen to Beili. Liyu is difficult, and he will definitely not compete with him for the opportunity to envoy Beili!
"I thought," Zhou Ying seemed to acquiesce that the high priest's delusion was true, and said slowly, "When you don't know the depth of the water behind me, it would be unwise to move me rashly."
"What do you want to do? Zhou Ying, are you crazy?"
While scolding him, Xi Ping turned his head to contact Bai Ling: "Lu Wu's seal is with you, please contact those Lu Wu brothers who followed the third brother to the foot of Kunlun Mountain for me. Coordinated by headquarters."
It took only a blink of an eye for Bering to hesitate, and then he resolutely turned against Xi Ping: "This subordinate will send the order."
As long as Bering gave him the power, Xi Ping could contact Lu Wu directly, so as soon as Bering agreed, he immediately sent a letter to Lu Wu who was traveling with Zhou Ying: "Trouble Lu Wu brothers to take some risks and plant some flowers for me." A reincarnated tree, the closer it is to Kunlun Mountain, the better."
There is no "wildfire" at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, who can't urge a tree!
At this time, in the main hall of Kunlun, the high priest sneered as soon as Zhou Ying's almost provocative words came out.
I only heard a low shout from the hall: "Don't be arrogant, kid!"
Xi Ping once again felt the sword intent of the cicada's transformation: "Third brother!"
After the voice fell, Zhou Ying had already been locked in place by the cold sword intent.
However, in the pure way, there is no sorrow or joy, no worry and no fear. Under the terrifying aura that was enough to make an ascending spirit master stiff, Zhou Ying's whole body instantly melted into fog.
Xi Ping's angle of view was forced to follow him, far away in Xuanyin Mountain, he could no longer feel where his reincarnation tree was and where Zhou Ying was!
The next moment, a tyrannical spell fell on the head, and Zhou Ying was forced to recondense into a human being and fell to the ground like dregs precipitated from the factory's wastewater.
He didn't even want to roll away on the spot. Xi Ping's angle of view then converged again, and found that Zhou Ying had transformed the reincarnated wood stimulated by his own flesh and blood into a part of his body. Xi Ping was surprised to find that he could see the Kunlun main hall...and Zhou Ying at the same time. Ying Lingtai.
The pure Dao heart from Princess Duanrui hangs above the spiritual foundation, like the sun, all kinds of epiphanies and journeys in Dao heart over the past 800 years want to drill into Xi Ping's ears. Fortunately, although Xi Ping's cultivation base is a little watery, the degree of condensed spiritual consciousness is a genuine ascension to the spirit, and he must be able to block those external noises.
Before he had time to figure out what was going on with him, Zhou Ying shouted angrily, "My disciple's nameplate is still in Xuanyin Mountain, and Kunlun led me to the main peak in the name of peace talks, blatantly hurting my Dawan ambassador." , don't be afraid..."
The other party didn't allow him to finish his sentence. The next moment, the cold and irresistible sword energy split Zhou Ying's Lingtai directly.
Soul search!
Princess Duanrui's indestructible and pure Taoist heart met the sword energy of the cicada's soul-searching soul, and Xi Ping's liver and gallbladder were torn: "Lu Wu!"
Is it so difficult to plant a tree
However, it wasn't until then that he realized that Lu Wu didn't reply to him!
Bai Ling was far away in Jinping at this time, and he didn't know what happened, but he felt something in the dark: "My son, can you please use the reincarnation wood to try to contact, Beili and Lu Wu suddenly lost contact together!"
Xi Ping's pupils shrank suddenly.
At this time, Lu Wu, who stayed in the Beijue Mountains and went to the foot of Kunlun Mountain with Zhou Ying, did not move. They seemed to have settled down, their expressions were peaceful, their eyes were half-closed, and there seemed to be spirit snakes in their eyes Light sweeps by.
The Blind Wolf King of Beijue Mountain propped his head up, holding a mess of sword energy in his palm.
The Bewildered Sword is a soft and treacherous sword that is incompatible with the Kunlun Nine Swords.
Its sword energy can be tangible or intangible. The swordsman will be confused, and the master such as Wuxin Lian Zhuoming will also be tricked. For low-level monks, the sword energy can even invade their spiritual platform without knowing it, and be drawn by the sword holder.
Before Zhou Ying left, he exchanged a bewildering sword energy with him.
Xi Zhengde is a mortal, and it is necessary to prepare a magic circle in advance to activate the Misty Sword, but Zhou Ying is a genuine foundation-building monk, and Lu Wu around him regards him as the master, so he will not be defensive at all!
Princess Duanrui didn't shed cicadas during her lifetime, let alone her Dao heart was currently in a foundation building whose cultivation level was almost nonexistent.
Under the soul-searching sword light, the Dao Heart was crumbling and began to disintegrate.
On the severely injured altar, something circulated again, and Zhou Ying's spiritual consciousness was like an open book.
Under the pressure of cicada sloughing, Xi Ping could not move at all, but he could see countless pictures passing by in it - the moist moss in Jinping Lane, the deserted Guangyun Palace, the mist like snow stuffed with qiongfang, like a flower in four seasons. The mansion, the kitten, the not-so-lovable Lord Yongning, the toddler who always wipes his drool on his sleeves, and the paper figurines who follow him everywhere...
The deepest, deepest place is the warm hand of an old man. Xi Ping can clearly feel some kind of longing that does not belong to him, and wants to hold that hand again.
However, the soul searchers were impatient to read these boring trifles, and quickly passed them by.
There is no one who rolls over from the evil spirits who doesn't understand "soul search". The half-immortals and mortals who have been searched for souls will dissipate directly. The Dao heart above the foundation will be broken first, and the soul will die of the broken Dao heart before it can dissipate. .
Xi Ping once dreamed blindly and optimistically that one day he would find a way to get rid of the shackles of his Dao heart, and one day he would completely get rid of this annoying pure Dao heart...
He was extremely happy and sad, and now he only wanted to ask His Royal Highness Duan Rui to have a soul in the sky, so that he could freeze the third brother back into an irrational demon.
With a crisp sound like glass, the heart of the purest Tao in the world was broken.
At that moment, Xi Ping broke free from the shackles of the soul-searching cicada master, bleeding from the corners of the real body's eyes, and his consciousness was close to the edge of madness.
The next moment, a faint light flashed in front of his eyes, and Xi Ping's eyes were blurred. He felt that there seemed to be countless prisms in front of his eyes to see his face. His consciousness fell into something, and the familiar voice said in a tone that seemed to have been away for half a lifetime. : "I knew you had to come in, oh, you're all up, why can't you stabilize your mind?"
Xi Ping suddenly turned his head to follow the sound, before he could see the person clearly, he suffered a brain collapse first.
"It's lazy to teach the teacher... tsk, there's nothing you can do about it. After all, there are so many things going on every day." The person who accused him also tried to cover up Zhixiu's eyes, "Okay, it's not in vain to hurt you—concentrate, This is the heart demon, do you really want to go crazy?"