"Lanze..." The head of Kunlun moved his lips subconsciously, making a voice as weak as dust.
But that couldn't escape the monk's ears.
The heart of the third elder in the distance trembled, wishing he could be deaf, and the sword servant who was knocked to the ground by the mirror suddenly raised his head—"Lanze" is the watchword of the second elder.
At this point, Xi Ping actually had no time to think about the first, second, and third steps, and all his reactions were instinctive.
Based on what Lin Chi and Yao Qi said, the second elder should have gone too far in repairing the Northern Territory, accidentally saw the inscription there, and died there when he went to verify it himself. Picking up the conclusive and fatal point, he said: "Assassinate fellow sects in the place where others have been stationed all their lives, kill people to silence them, and hide their corpses in the mirror in order to cover up the truth..."
His words were interrupted by Jian Feng.
This sword could have split him into eight pieces, but the head of the No. 1 sect in the world was in a state of instability. Xi Ping's "scheming against fellow sects" and "hiding corpses into the seamless mirror" stuck into his ears, and the "corpse in the seamless mirror" "He tapped his consciousness one after another.
"I'm going to explore the Beijue Mountain Pass, and I beg the head brother to sweep the battle for me."
"I know what they all think, senior brother, I don't trust anyone except you."
"Senior brother..."
The head of Kunlun couldn't tell whether the voice of questioning came from the outside or from the mirror, the hand holding the sword began to shake, and Xi Ping, who was experienced in being hunted and killed by others, brushed the edge of the sword in a thrilling manner.
On the ground, the body of the sword slave who was bound by the Wujian mirror trembled, her teeth that could treat Lingshi as jelly beans "creaked": "What did you say? What did you say!"
At that time, the second elder insisted that as long as he could prove that the head of Lancang was not practicing sorcery when he was dying, Xuanmen would not openly snatch the spirit stones from the people no matter what. The headmaster had no choice but to retreat, and wanted to treat him coldly as usual, but unexpectedly that day, for the first time, he touched something close to a "mandate of heaven". The second elder's phrase "I've seen similar inscriptions outside the Beijue Formation" was still lingering in his mind.
Somehow, he agreed to the second elder, and when he left, the high priest arrived and asked to go with him. That was the previous High Priest, who was already in decline at that time, and only waited for the new High Priest to wake up after inheriting the memory from those bodies whose consciousness was sealed. This trip is ominous.
Outside Beijue Mountain, even for Cicada, it is the most difficult place in the world. In order to prevent the consciousness from getting lost in the extremely cold place, the two took turns to protect each other and rest. In those years, although they were in charge of the general affairs of Kunlun together, they were more or less non-communicative. When they met, they were business-like, and they rarely had the opportunity to reminisce about old relationships.
People are much closer to each other in difficult places.
Trying to stay sane, the two chatted about old stories. The Kunlun Mountain Disciple Hall system was established by the head of the school. The second elder is the first batch of disciples in the disciple hall. The head master personally picks them up and guides them step by step. Also said that the juniors who were not worried about each other, the master mentioned Wu Lingxiao, sighed Bai Qi and said that he had a sword sharpening stone, which was a good thing, and asked him to take it when he returned to the sect, and coax the younger disciple back.
He also talked about all kinds of ailments in Taoism now... The head of the sect has never confided so many difficulties to a third person, even the high priest.
repaired to two
It's hard for a cicada to slough off, and it's hard to make friends with others. Unexpectedly, the gods and saints were dragged down from the mortal world outside Beijue Mountain, and the two thousand-year-old cicadas were able to enjoy each other. They vaguely returned to their youth, walking side by side with their brothers and confidants.
Until they reached the end of the Northern Territory.
Xi Ping: "Your faction deserves to be the number one sect in the world. If you do something wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. I'm convinced!"
ghost…
When the high priest pushed the second elder's body into the Wujian mirror, the man's true energy had not completely dispersed. Is he really dead? Is it possible... to just hang around in the endless mirror, looking at them all the time
At that moment, the sect leader forgot about Shengling in front of him, the sword servant, and the enemies and friends of the various sects. Desperately, he plunged his consciousness into the seamless mirror.
Zhou Ying quietly turned into a cloud of fog, and the weak aura of the foundation level was naturally ignored by the sword repairer. He felt the aura of the head of Kunlun rushing straight to the second elder's body.
Well? So impulsive
As soon as Zhou Ying changed his mind, he knew that someone outside the Wujian Mirror was provoking him.
Chanhui Jianxiu is extremely determined, and the head of the sect represents the will of Kunlun Mountain. This demon is too easy to arise, and it shouldn't be just because of something wrong with his heart--killing monk Lingyun by mistake while hanging out, Xiang Ning took advantage of the fire to rob Jinping and harmed innocent people. They all feel that they "do not care about small details" and have never seen anyone waver.
Zhou Ying's gaze also fell on the second elder's body, and suddenly found that the body was very neat and tidy, much more decent than Xie Bing who was crawling on the snow at this time, with a straight crown and no messy hair falling out—not to mention He had just crossed the ice and snow and received a sword, so he might not be able to maintain such neatness even after taking a nap.
Who cleaned it up for him
One matter, even if it is a big secret revealed, it is not likely to cause such a clean killing intent, at least a few disputes.
Ordinary people may think that the reason why the sect leader kills him is because he has a grudge against the second elder's political views, or because he is jealous that the younger generation's cultivation level surpasses his own... But can the master cicada be so despicable as to be so superficial and impetuous
At that time, the head of Lancang went mad, partly because he was a demon, and partly because he betrayed Lancang Mountain, so Kunlun...
Cicada's sword cultivator's breath rushed over, making people breathless, but fortunately Zhou Ying was only out of the body's spiritual consciousness at this time, so there was no need to breathe.
He was scattered in the mist, a guess suddenly popped up in his mind, and he temporarily changed his words: "Senior brother, I know you can't help yourself when you do it, I don't blame you, I just feel sorry for your generation of heroes, who became a puppet of Lingshan without knowing it …”
There was a "buzz" in the head's ear, and his spiritual consciousness was filled with the whispers of the demons - when he heard the surprised voice of the second elder walking in front, he felt a little relieved for a moment. In today's Taoism, there are not many people who can be so pure.
When he walked over, he even thought that the Kunlun Lingshi is enough for the time being, and he doesn't intend to use it as a "fairy weapon". Face, he's a senior, so what's wrong with protecting yourself
However, all his thoughts dissipated when he saw those inscriptions, and the sect leader was overwhelmed by panic for no reason, as if the biggest secret in his life had been dug out. Except for the cold killing intent, there was nothing in his mind. Nothing, the memory is almost broken at that moment.
He only remembered that when he came back to his senses, the sword had landed on the second elder's back. one strike
It pierced through the flesh and passed through the true essence. Immediately afterwards, the high priest rushed out from the mustard secret realm that he carried with him, and opened the seamless mirror in front of him.
The cold wind outside the Beijue Mountain Pass was too terrible for an old half-immortal who was about to die, and the high priest was completely frozen in the blink of an eye. The body of the second elder disappeared in the seamless mirror, and the previous high priest stood in front of him, martyred.
He hurried back along the original road in a daze, relying on his profound strength, he finally survived freezing to death outside Beijue Mountain, and with his last breath, he sent the Wujian Mirror back to the top of Kunlun Mountain. The new high priest opened his eyes from a row of "candidates" whose consciousness had been sealed, and he had already obtained all the memories of the previous high priest. Except for being young, his expression and tone were no different from those of his predecessors.
When I met the master, the first thing I said to him was: "Zhu Lanze has a different heart, and it is the oracle of Lingshan to deal with him. The master can only deal with it impartially. I know that it is difficult to choose between righteousness and personal feelings, and the master must be suffering a lot." , and please give me condolences."
The high priest was right, and the head of the sect thought about it afterwards, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the second elder was rebellious, and wanted to shake the foundation of his family's Lingshan for a foreigner who had nothing to do with him. No matter how sad he was, he couldn't do anything about it. Didn't the high priest agree with his righteous decision to kill relatives? At that time, my mind was blank, and it was just the torment of the incompatibility.
A secret truth was suppressed in the bottom of his heart by the head of the sect: he had no intention of killing at all at that time, and it was not him who raised the sword to kill, but the will that suddenly occupied his body.
But he couldn't believe it, didn't dare to think about it, he would rather admit that he was despicable and shameless, jealous of his talented junior. Otherwise, for more than a thousand years, he has opened his spiritual aperture in the prehistoric and chaotic times, honed his sword will in the harshest ice and snow, searched for a narrow escape, and trekked hard to this day. Could it be that he has cultivated himself into a puppet
The inner demon sighed lowly: "Ordinary people always deceive themselves and others in order to feel good about themselves, and shirk their responsibilities. You are clearly a good person, but why do you distort your own heart for the sake of Taoism? Senior brother, why don't you look in the endless mirror and see Let's see who is the 'sword servant' of Lingshan?"
The Wujian Mirror hanging above Lancang Mountain suddenly shook, and broke away from the control of the head of Kunlun in an instant.
The sword servant suddenly broke free from the Zhenshan artifact and grabbed Wan Shuang.
The third brother really influenced this place through Wujian mirror! Xi Ping's heart became hot, and his eyes blurred. But he didn't delay, and immediately gave way to the sword servant to escape.
He had to find an opportunity to break it again, first to strengthen his cultivation, and then try to weaken the Silver Moon Wheel and Yuanyang Sword Formation, so as to reconnect with the Reincarnation Wood. As long as he is free, he will no longer be so passive, and Master will not be dragged down by him in this dilemma.
It's just that it's easy to shatter the body, and lose the protection of the spiritual consciousness, not to mention these great powers, hitting a foundation building can knock him out of his wits, and he still has a chance to grow back.
Maybe the bottom of the sea...
However, just when Xi Ping was concentrating all his energy on the Wujian Mirror and the Kunlun Sword, a roc beast spirit appeared beside him out of thin air and bumped into Xi Ping.
That's the method of the Shu people, the son of a bitch Wang Geluobao!
The beast spirit dissipated, Xi Ping's eyes went dark, and he was knocked back under the mirror.
The head of Kunlun is trapped by demons, but the others are not. Xuan Wu is a new and old grudge. He just arrived at this time, and the machete was pointed directly at Xi Ping's eyebrows. The mandarin duck sword array and the silver moon wheel locked on Xi Ping at the same time, and he couldn't move at once. The third elder of Kunlun heard Xi Ping's voice from a distance just now, his murderous heart suddenly rose, and he also swept over with a sword.
Wang Geluo
Baoxi was blessed by God, but he succeeded by mistake. He took the opportunity to dive back into the water, and countless aquatic spirit beasts pounced on his head, screaming pitifully to die, and covered him with a thousand-foot human shield.
This gangster is very precise and ruthless, even if Zhi Xiu is by his side, it is impossible to save Xi Ping.
In the blink of an eye, veins popped out of Zhi Xiu's sword-holding hand, and then the Butian Sword flew out, piercing through Xi Ping's body. Being stained with the Zhenshan artifact, with the cultivation base of Shengling, his body and spirit will definitely be destroyed. Only Zhao Ting smashed his body first and released his consciousness, which can give him a chance to escape.
This is a genuine, uncompromising Cicada Sword, which is many times stronger than Xi Ping's before. It was like a bubble, and it disappeared in an instant. It was so fast that Xi Ping hardly felt the pain.
The sword energy passing through him continued unabated, and met the deadly foreign enemy.
Xi Ping's spiritual sense took the opportunity to escape.
However, at this moment, he saw himself in the seamless mirror.
At this time, he was clearly just a mass of consciousness, but the out-of-control mirror completely reflected a hidden bone—different from the one seen in the eternal flame, the hidden bone in the mirror was covered with inscriptions.
Xi Ping's consciousness was reflected in front of the Wujian mirror, the head of Kunlun came back to his senses, threw away the second elder's body, and stabbed Xi Ping who was caught by the Wujian mirror.
At this moment, a clear sword light rushed up, and Wan Shuang and Xi Ping passed by, blocking the fatal blow for him.
However, the spiritual energy that was circling sharply around gathered together, like a whirlpool that stirred Xi Ping in the middle.
Zhao Ting, Wan Shuang, a few great anti-mountain artifacts, two Kunlun swords... Every spiritual wind is enough to tear apart the body of Ascension Spirit, and the hidden bones cannot condense the body no matter what.
"Ah, Ah Xiang, help... do me a favor!"
"what?!"
Wei Chengxiang just turned the overturned boat upright with the help of the Immortal Upgrade Artifact, when he turned his head, he saw dazzling inscriptions began to float on the paper figurines around him.
"I'm a half-immortal, and Tuo's inscription is just a ghostly talisman," Wei Cheng said loudly, "What's your bad idea? As long as there are many people, it's fine. The rich and powerful will open a factory with tens of thousands of people, and let them just take the inscription and print it casually. Offering offerings and burning incense is fine—isn’t the world full of spiritual mountains?”
Xi Ping didn't have time to answer her.
Fortunately, Wei Chengxiang didn't believe it in his heart, but his hands were not idle. Before she finished these two sentences, the inscription on the paper figurine had already been transcribed on the seal with a spell by her, and spread to the Luwu boats everywhere through the magic circle.
On the Nanhe Peninsula, all the "survivors" happened to be on Lu Wu's boat.
Wei Chengxiang: "Let me tell you, this is unreliable!"
While scolding, she "unreliably" printed the inscription on a reincarnated wood bonsai beside her.
In an instant, through the hands of Bai Luanmin and Lu Wu, countless inscriptions were stamped on the reincarnation wooden signs of various shapes. The half-immortals who usually used the wooden signs to communicate subconsciously pierced their spiritual consciousness into it, while mortals were used to it. Sexually concentrating on calling—
"Tai Sui..."
"Tai Sui!"
There seemed to be a faint heat rushing through Xi Ping's trapped consciousness, and with a "buzz", people's voices poured in like a tide.
Wei Chengxiang, who was putting his hand on the reincarnating wood, heard a familiar voice in his ears: "It's interesting to say that no inscriptions can be written below the foundation. It seems that these inscriptions also stipulate."
Yin Gu suddenly broke free from the aura that was tearing at him, rolled up the aura, and the contours of Xi Ping's body recovered at an unprecedented speed. In order to reach the late stage of Ascension.
Tao County, Nanhai, Wan, Chu... All the places where reincarnated wood grew fell into his consciousness again.
The Reincarnation Wooden Plaque that Zhi Xiu carried with him said, "Master, let's go!"
Zhi Xiu didn't hesitate any longer, Zhao Ting didn't draw his sword, and the person and the sword light melted together, and directly exchanged positions with the accompanying wood on the border of Wanhe.
At the same time, the reincarnated wood seeds that Xi Ping left with Yao Qi and Chang Jun germinated in the secret realm of mustard seeds—the mustard seeds fell into the sea when Xi Ping was crushed to pieces. The seedlings fell into the mustard secret realm.
"His Royal Highness Wolf King!" Xi Ping's voice came from the dead reincarnation wooden sign on Xie Bian's body at Beijue Mountain Pass, "Do you have anything for me, my third brother?"