Xie Bian is conceited and particular, and likes to wear snow-white fox fur, which is the most difficult to take care of. He is extremely talented, and he can excel without any special effort in his life, so there is arrogance in his bones. He admits that this is not right, and he seldom shows his meanness on his face, but after a long time, he will always show off, and he can't hide it.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life. His sense of smell has been numb, but he can still smell the burnt smell on his body. Dabeiyuan doesn't have a mirror, so he probably doesn't look like a human being at this time.
If he had known today, he thought, maybe he would have treated Xuelang better back then... In this way, when that stupid young man betrayed him, he would have suffered more.
"They said that he got lost outside Beijue Mountain because he didn't agree with the head of the sect, which affected his mood." Xie Mingming knew that the person who knocked on the array and guided the way couldn't hear his weak and vague whispers, so he still had to say, otherwise he wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Is he walking the road of the world or the road of Huangquan, "shit—how many years, who would be angry with that old coffin? As long as he and that magical 'mirror ghost' have four eyes, can they take out a piece of paper? Just take a look at the Northern Continent, don't keep staring at the three melons and two jujube spirit stones, my master won't waste so much time practicing swords and come forward to take care of trivial matters."
The second elder spoke few words, but every word carried weight, so many people were afraid of him. In fact, he is a person who doesn't get angry very much. Many times, the outside world is like a cloud to him, and he only focuses on the things he wants to focus on. Probably only the most stable hand in the world can hold the most powerful sword. Xie Bian always felt that he was not worthy, so after the master left, he changed the name of his sword to "Confusion".
"He obviously knows the priorities best, never takes unnecessary risks, never has unnecessary curiosity..."
The heart sword is based on the spiritual consciousness and does not need a real body. The real body of the second elder has never been close to Beijuezhen, not because he is afraid of death, but because he knows that if something goes wrong with him, no one in Kunlun can replace him. The eldest disciple was impatient, and if he was asked to come, the second elder was not at ease, nor was he at ease. The little disciple is a genius, and a genius will find his own way. It's good to be the teacher's protection and advice, and it's ruined to force her to change paths for the sake of the overall situation.
Such a reserved and prudent swordsman who never competes with others, why did he rush into Beijuezhen in the wind and snow like a ghost
Not long before that, the master was still getting into trouble because of his drunkenness, and felt that he didn't dare to grow old, and was still worrying about how to take the little junior sister back from the disciple hall.
At this time, a gust of wind blew over—there are often such crazy cold winds outside Beijue Mountain. Xie Bian almost couldn't see the road clearly. Then, he realized that he had fallen to the ground, Ling Chi Deng Almost let go. He couldn't feel his legs, and wondered if they had been burned.
Floating unconsciously, Xie Bian felt that he was really stupid in doing this—after crossing Beijue Mountain, Xie Biandi asked himself countless times, was his brain sat on the ass by the snow wolf, and why did he believe Zhou Ying? kid
Because he was a top inspiration who kept his sanity? Or is it because he successfully buried himself in the endless mirror
"I... really... Zhou, how far is it..."
The dull knocking sound under the Beijue formation suddenly stopped.
There was only a "pop", something blowing in the wind shattered the slits of the Ling Chi lamp.
Xie Bian was shocked, and his tranced spirit suddenly returned to its place... That was, a residual sword energy.
Guiding knocking sound
However, the rhythm has changed from the uniform speed, and it is the Feihong ciphertext. However, there is no Feihong machine in Beili, and the ciphertext only corresponds to foreign languages. At this time, Xie Yan's brain is almost frozen, and it is impossible to bring the ciphertext with his body on fire. On the body.
"Bastard, I don't understand!" The Blind Wolf King struggled to search for the only ciphertext left in his mind, and at the same time, he got strength from nowhere and propped himself up.
He fought against the gust of wind with all his strength, looked out following the sword aura, and was stunned——
Not far away obliquely in front of him, there was a sword mark left by Da Neng on the ground, and the sword energy would not dissipate for hundreds of years. The strong wind swept away the snow on the ground, revealing a huge "ice" next to the sword mark.
No, that's not ice.
People in the Northern Continent are familiar with river ice. In clean water, there will be cracks and air bubbles on the ice surface. There is absolutely no such smooth and clear texture. It is... a mirror!
Huge mirror!
At this time, a letter of Wentian arrived at Xuanyin Mountain and went straight to Feiqiong Peak, and there was a strange looking plate inside.
"Heavenly Secret Pavilion sent it from the border," Lin Chi scanned the words on the sky and asked, "Nanhe Luwu sent it back to the country using the array."
Wen Fei: What is this, a plate? It's too shallow, what can I wear
Can hold sound.
It was a recording disk. Unlike ordinary people who can only record sounds, the sound recorded by the Immortal Immortal Device can restore the aura fluctuations at that time to a certain extent. When Xi Ping sent Yao Qi's retelling to the sky with a spell, he was nearby. On the broken Lu Wu boat, the clever Lu Wu recorded this passage, together with the last sword of the head of Kunlun.
Wen Fei almost jumped up when he heard it: Kunlun Nine Swords? Who made the shot? Sword servant or other cicadas in Kunlun? Zhi Jingzhai, he... what's wrong with you
As if seeing a ghost, Lin Chi pressed his shoulders, flicked his fingers to ignite the outer furnace, put his seventh sense into it, and recounted the inscription on the disk.
However, compared with Yao Qi who is "the upper body of a ghost", his pronunciation is biased after all, and the Huawai furnace did not respond until he recounted somewhere in the middle and back, when the fire suddenly trembled, and a formed inscription rose from inside. !
Wen Fei immediately understood, and without waiting for orders, he imitated Lin Chi and played the recording again. The two of them tried it over and over again, for a total of twenty times, the sound of the Kunlun Nine Swords almost activated the sound of the Kunlun Nine Swords. The defensive circle, finally, a few more inscriptions rose from the furnace.
Lin Chi's fingertips pointed towards the library, and countless new or old classics flew over like rain and floated on top of the two of them. Lin Chi directly flipped through the book with his spiritual sense: "There is a word that looks familiar, I seem to have seen this somewhere."
"Encyclopedia of Inscriptions", "Collection of Ancient Secret Realms", "Analysis of Inscription Arrays"... Known, unknown, lost, and newly created, the two ascending spirits searched through the entire inscription at the speed of "one book at a time". None of Yuefeng's classics were found.
where? Lin Chi frowned. It couldn't be Qianxiu Temple. Banxians don't need inscriptions. Before Xi Shiyong bombed the mountain, there were very few classics about inscriptions in Qianxiu Temple, and almost all his master's manuscripts and classics were left to him. It's been eight hundred years since the gate has been out of the gate, so where else can it be
Suddenly, Wen Fei carefully poked him with a fan, and Tan Hualang made a rare awkward gesture and said: "Uh... brother, you put it in the book, I didn't mean to see it."
I saw a piece of flat letter paper falling from a book and landed in front of the two of them. A special protective charm was added on it. It has been eight hundred years, and the paper is as smooth as paper.
new.
It was a letter written by Mr. Hui Xiang to Lin Chi back then.
It was the last letter Huixiang Jun wrote to him after the Blood Moon in Lancang. It didn't look like it was a farewell at all. He just chatted about some trivial matters and mentioned her new "two gadgets". A sketch is attached.
The picture is a hand-painted draft with a brush, so you can only see its general shape—an inscription is not like a text, and the lack of a few strokes will not affect your understanding. Sometimes two inscriptions that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye may have completely opposite meanings. Therefore, it does not have a so-called "draft". Most of the inscriptions on the sketch of the fairy artifact are just marking the approximate location, and some lazy people even simply draw a circle instead... So Lin Chi didn't care that the few inscriptions on her sketch were that he had never seen it before. Yes, I thought she was just scribbling.
It is impossible to list all the inscriptions on the fairy artifact in the sketch. Mr. Hui Xiang only wrote one or two words, one of which was just deciphered by Lin Chi from the recording.
"Write them, it's not all - I want all of it!"
In the South China Sea, Zhi Xiu has not been able to receive letters for the time being, let alone "asking the sky" right now, and "asking the land" can't fly over.
Although he didn't particularly understand why Kunlun was fighting among himself, the former general could understand the situation. At this time, he was helpless in the South China Sea, and the masters of all the cicadas were enemies and not friends. If the sword slaves hadn't suddenly attacked and fought against their masters, he would have singled out the entire Taoist sect.
Therefore, as soon as the mandarin duck sword formation moved, Zhao Ting also moved.
Lu Wu added spirit stones to the ascending fairy weapon, and flew towards Zhaoting with a sword, blocking the mandarin duck sword formation that hit the sword servant's back heart, with an extremely tricky angle. A corner of the sword formation was missed by Zhi Xiu, and the main sword was smashed in the wrong direction, just in time to meet Xuan Wu who was avoiding Kunlun's sword wind.
The mandarin duck sword formation has no master, how can we tell who has what position with this big killer? After all, even the powerful flying all over the sky didn't figure it out themselves. For Lancang Mountain, all outsiders are invaders, and whoever is caught is whoever.
Xuan Wu was caught off guard, hurriedly dragged past the silver moon wheel, and flew half a mile in embarrassment. The Yinyue wheel dragged its light tail like a star and slammed into the mandarin duck sword formation. The third elder of Kunlun saw the two groups of big killers rushing towards the head, and hurriedly drew his sword to resist: "Fellow Daoist Xuanwu!"
Xuan Wu didn't want to get involved in the sword cultivators, so he ignored it and wanted to withdraw immediately. Before he had time to stand firmly on his scimitar, his back suddenly felt cold, Xuan Wu flung out his snow-white long sleeves, and put a talisman behind him, and Lingfeng condensed behind him like a mirage of thousands of troops The horse was then pierced by a sword.
Tering nearly poked him in the face and forced him towards the silver moon wheel. The silver moon wheel is the protector, with a blazing light, and a layer of silver is plated on the mandarin duck sword formation. Not to be outdone, the Mandarin Duck Sword Array made deafening beeps from the sword group, the sword light covered Xuan Wu, and the third elder who was caught in it couldn't escape.
As the saying goes, "the art of war is deceitful."
Just when Zhi Xiu single-handedly dragged all the cicadas in the sky above Lancang into the melee, Xuanyin Mountain failed a few times and flew towards Pang Jian instead, only to be turned around by the hands of several Lu Wus Sent to Wei Chengxiang...and Xi Ping's paper figurines.
Xi Ping's divine sense, which penetrated into the mustard seed, happened to find Yao Qi, and saw Brother Ziming sitting up like a dead body: "Ziming, how much can you remember what the head of Lancang said before he died..."
"Shut up!" Yao Qi yelled at him sharply for the first time, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
He took out an upgraded phonograph from his pocket, and under Xi Ping's astonished gaze, he quickly spewed out a long string of inscriptions as if he was going to vomit after eating too much in one breath.
Xi Ping: "..."
Is this really his classmate who has been in Nankuang for more than ten years and can't speak a foreign language well
Then he saw the afterglow of the charm between Yao Qi's brows flashed, and he rolled on the ground with his head in his arms with a scream. Xi Ping hurriedly took a Qingxin Pill from him and stuffed it into Yao Qi's mouth: "What kind of magic is this?"
"Looking... the photographic memory... can record what you see and hear on your spiritual consciousness within a day, and you can remember it immediately, no matter how outrageous it is." Yao Qi turned off the recorder, tremblingly handed the recording disk to Xi Ping, "It's just... I just memorized too many brains... It's all here..."
Xi Ping drew the teleportation array with one hand to send the things, and at the same time "tsk": "Who thought of it?"
Yao Qi stared at him in pain and hatred: "You...you..."
Xi Ping: "Huh? It's not me. I haven't seen this before."
Then Yao Qi roared angrily and angrily: "After you bombed the Qiuziyuan, Senior Brother Luo made us recite the entire "General Selection of Common Inscriptions" crazily. Anyone who misses a word will be punished! I can't remember it at all!"
Xi Ping took a deep breath: "...brother, my crime is unforgivable."
Yao Qi fell to the sky on his back, after a while, the Qingxin Pill melted completely, he breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "That senior suppressed the Yuanyang sword array with his Dao heart, as if he wanted to disperse the inscription, and then there was an earthquake. Somehow, the inscription came back, engulfing that senior's consciousness and Yuanyang Sword Formation together. Then someone came... "
Xi Ping: "Who?"
Yao Qi shook his head slowly: "They are all powerful people far away in the sky, how can I recognize them? Anyway, they are all ascending spirits... and even cicadas. They said that the master wants to use some sorcery to counterattack... I don't understand, anyway It's a heinous crime. They have completely cut off the land line of the Nanhe Peninsula, and they also said that 'those ominous things have been recovered', and they don't know what the ominous things are."
Xi Ping said softly: "It should be the spirit guide gold used to repair the earth's veins."
"I don't understand," Yao Qi whispered, "The senior swordsman who was there at the time..."
"The second elder of Kunlun?"
"Yes, he argued with those people, saying that it was not sorcery, but that the head of Lancang wanted to return the aura of Lingshan to the mortal world. Although he didn't understand it, he had already memorized all the inscriptions. Just connect it to the ground and try it out." .”
When Yao Qicai said this, he saw Xi Ping frowned and was already sighing.
"I saw that those people had different expressions after hearing this. They were all like the evil gods in the wild temple. They were indescribably stiff and gloomy. I don't know who started it first. It is said that people who practice the Heart Sword have too much inspiration and are easily affected by demons." Influence, the second elder must have been bewitched by sorcery. Someone wants to destroy those things that can ground the veins—the spirit guide. It is said that there was no way of refining weapons in Lancang Mountain at that time. If this thing is destroyed, it will be gone. The second elder Not allowed, so they started arguing. There was a sword cultivator who called the second elder "junior brother" who had been hesitantly persuading him, and finally moved out the high priest of Kunlun. Leave the matter to the third elder.
"The second elder still insisted, saying that he had seen similar inscriptions elsewhere, and it was definitely not a sorcery. I begged them not to destroy the spirit guide gold, so as to leave a glimmer of life for the Nanhe Peninsula. He went to find evidence... Later, there was a catastrophe on Lancang Mountain When it fell, the Yuanyang Sword Formation and Lancang's master's last spiritual consciousness dispersed together, and I was thrown out.
"Shiyong, he—the second elder, he shouldn't have said so sincerely that he remembered everything, and he shouldn't have said that he had seen it, should he? What happened to him afterwards?"
On the huge mirror at the end of Beijuezhen, Xie Yan narrowed his eyes with difficulty, and saw Zhou Ying through the mirror.
Zhou Ying in the mirror is standing beside a person.
The man was tall and plainly dressed, the corners of his mouth and the center of his brows had traces of seriousness in his lifetime, sitting upright in the mirror... His face was vaguely as it was more than two hundred years ago.
Zhou Ying bowed his hands to the man with closed eyes politely, leaned over and turned him over, and showed his back to Xie Bian who was in another world.
Xie Bian forgot to breathe for a moment, his already dying consciousness seemed to explode in an instant, and his teeth "creaked" in the fire of karma.
There was a bone-like sword mark on the man's back, and it would look good if he was killed. It was the Nine Swords of Kunlun.