However, General Zhi was used to being the backbone of others, he drew his sword and didn't look around, no matter how confused he was, he didn't show it. He quickly withdrew his gaze, restrained his mind, and found what he could do—
Zhao Ting froze the gorge that had been cleaned up, and quickly engraved an inscription on it that broke the law.
As soon as Cicada made a move, the forbidden spirit line was immediately slowed down. The other powerful cicadas have no time to tell whether "Breaking the Law" is an evil thing. Except for Zhi Xiu and Wu Lingxiao, all the cicadas here represent the spiritual mountains of their own country. At this moment, all hatred is gone, including the half-intoxicated head of Kunlun , the powerful have an unprecedented unanimous position: Lingshan cannot be lost.
Several inscriptions from the cicada's hand fell down one after another, and the galloping forbidden spirit thread froze like a wild horse caught by a rope.
It took a while for the third elder of Kunlun to break the stagnation: "The ancient inscriptions are now in the world, and the chaos has begun. Even if today's difficulties are resolved, the ambitions of the evil and sycophants of the Quartet have been unleashed. Where should the orthodoxy of Xianshan go?"
Zhi Xiu wryly smiled and said, "Elder, I have long-term considerations—but should we put out the burning eyebrows first? Today's troubles have not yet been resolved. On the way when I came, Zicheng had already passed the inscription on breaking the law to Kaiming Division and Tianji Pavilion , but you all know the situation in our country, there are almost only half-immortals who have not established a foundation in the outer sect... "
The third elder understood his hint, glanced at the distraught head, and sighed: "Yes, we will also restrain the disciples."
After finishing speaking, he rubbed out a piece of "Lianxin" in his hand, and sent it back to Kunlun Mountain in the name of the elder's order, strictly prohibiting his disciples from transcribing ancient inscriptions, and the head of Lingyun naturally followed suit.
But after the warrant was issued, the third elder and Sect Leader Ling Yun met their eyes and then moved away from each other. Obviously, they both knew that this warrant was just their self-consolation, and the effect might be minimal.
After hundreds of years of practice in one night, the foundation-building ants are on the top of the sky in a blink of an eye-the way to reach the sky is at the forefront, how many people can stand the test
Enemies from all directions are ascending to the sky in one step, and if I abide by it alone, apart from proving that I am an inflexible takeover, what good is it to the world
Knowing the pissing nature of the people in Sanyue, Xuan Wu was too lazy to do useless work, so he stared at Tao Xian. He opened and closed the scimitar in his hand, and slashed at the reincarnation tree where Xi Ping was hiding: It is unrealistic to solve Yin Gu in a short time. If Xi Ping is dealt with here, the lost ancient inscription on the part of the hidden bone will never see the light of day. Anyway, the stick is not a good thing.
Lin Chi exclaimed.
Zhixiu's hand subconsciously pressed Zhao Ting's hilt, but then he remembered something, and held it back—sure enough, Xuan Wu's sword was blown away lightly as soon as he entered the forbidden spirit thread, and only A shallow pit half a foot long was left on the ground.
Xi Ping was holding the fire in the furnace that was almost extinguished just now, and heard Lin Chi's movement: "What's the matter?"
Lin Chi: "Xuanwu wanted to attack you, fortunately just now..."
"Fortunately," Xi Ping interrupted him, "if that old white face has the ability to smash my consciousness before he hides his bones, I will kneel down and kowtow to him right now, even for his bald apprentice! Lin Uncle, I am not urging you... hiss..."
In the middle of Xi Ping's speech, inspiration suddenly moved. This time it was not a sense of crisis, but more like a certain person who was very close to him used Taoist techniques to repeat him, but for some reason, he couldn't trace the source for a while. .
At this time, Yao Qi and Chang Jun successfully found the secret realm of the South China Sea under the lead of Wei Chengxiang. Before they could marvel at the existence of such a place in the world, the two half-immortals got the ascending fairy artifact from the left-behind chaos and set off on the road. Under the cover of the Ascending Immortal Artifact of the Ascending Spirit Rank, Yao Qi carefully drew a tracking spell with Xi Ping's blood.
After the pen fell into the spell, Yao Qi and Chang Jun held their breath, and the blood line on the spell flowed slowly, showing them a way.
"Okay, we have a direction." Chang Jun took out a new Wentian and wrote it out, "We're waiting here for the power... Wait, what does this mean?"
The blood on the charm glowed milky white, and the blood turned pink.
"Someone is performing spells on Shiyong's body." Yao Qidao, "If I remember correctly, the white light seems to be healing..."
His voice fell, and the "friendly" white light turned into a red mist again. The ominous red mist almost merged with the blood of the talisman, and Yao Qi's voice suddenly froze.
Chang Jun: "I don't think this is too popular to be a happy event."
There was more and more red mist, like water "flowing" down from the talisman, spreading a layer on the ground, condensing into a glowing red mirror. A pair of different-colored pupils suddenly appeared in the mirror, as if looking directly at them through a spell. Yao Qi and Chang Jun were startled and backed away at the same time.
However, under the cover of the Immortal Artifact of Ascension to the Spirit, Wang Geluobao checked Xi Ping's body three times in succession, but found no abnormalities, muttered a Mia language, and left suspiciously. Only then did Yao Qi and the others see Xi Ping's surroundings clearly... Xi Ping's body was soaked in the water, suspended, and when it shook gently, it stirred up the water waves, and countless tiny spiritual lines were refracted in the water waves, like some kind of inscription.
Yao Qi and Chang Jun looked at each other, and Chang Jun said, "What the hell is this place? He won't use Shi Yong to make some pills, will he? We... are we still waiting for Da Neng?"
"He's almost mature when you come to Da Neng." Yao Qi gritted his teeth, and looked around—the rabble-rousers spoke harshly, but they never kept their secrets. He generously distributed everything he needed to Boss Wei's friends. Yao Qi took a deep breath, and hung up all the Immortal Immortal Artifacts that could be carried on his body, "With these, who is still a Spirit? Let's go!"
Yao Qi's expectation was right, before Wentian had time to reach Wei Chengxiang's hands, the powerful men were already fighting.
Zhi Xiu's face darkened slightly: "Elder Xuanwu, what are you doing?"
Xuan Wudao: "As long as your disciple still has a conscience, he should take the initiative to kill himself."
"The way he cultivates is special. At this time, the spiritual consciousness is separated from the real body. Now even if he explodes his true essence, he can only let the hidden bones succeed, and the spiritual consciousness can only be broken by external force," Zhi Xiu said, "What can Elder Ruoxuanwu do? Go in and smash his consciousness, teach him as much as you can, I, a disciple of Feiqiong Peak, would like to sacrifice for the world."
Xuan Wu gritted his teeth with a "creak" sound: breaking the law can't be broken, there are only mortals in the forbidden spirit line, he can't destroy that "Tai Sui" and his broken-mouthed qin; Any one of them will get the ancient inscription first... because the piano is sealed in the reincarnation wood!
The specialty of Sanyue Mountain is that apart from the brothers who fight against the wall and the dogs who force marriages for nothing, there are only conspiratorials left. For a moment, it is impossible to save others by oneself, and it is suspected that Xi Ping sealed the piano into the tree on purpose from the very beginning. , glared at Zhi Xiu viciously: "What a good apprentice you taught!"
"Yes, I'm ashamed," Zhi Xiu cupped his hands gently and perfunctorily, "Senior learned the lesson well, but the younger generation is much worse."
Xuanwu: "..."
In fact, Zhi Xiu really had no other intentions, but he was too lazy to show off his tongue with a thousand-year-old old man and end the verbal fight casually. Although thanks to his good-natured person, he has also heard of the chickens and dogs on Sanyue Mountain, but after all, it has been ten years since he was young. Zhi Xiuxian had nothing to do and didn't have the taste of subscribing to grassroots newspapers and gossiping, he didn't think of the grievances and hatred between Xuan Wu and his disciple for a moment, so he precisely poked Xuan Wu's lungs.
It wasn't until Xuan Wu angrily slashed at him that Zhi Xiu came back to his senses, blocked the horizontal sword, and was speechless for a moment: As for it!
"Elder Xuanwu, don't you care about the importance of things?"
Xuan Wu was not forgiving, the scimitar was almost drawn into a full moon, Zhi Xiu didn't want to engage in pointless fights, he didn't fight back, and when he passed by, he suddenly found that Xuan Wu's eyes were wrong: Xuan Wu's eyes, which always had a bit of coldness, were wrong. As calm as usual, there is a bit of muddy madness.
That's right, something was wrong when he slashed at Tao County on impulse just now.
Zhi Xiu immediately realized that, except for himself, all the cicadas in the fairy mountains were concentric with Lingshan. The end of Lingshan, the cicadas who were usually mysterious or prudent would definitely be affected.
And at this moment, the spirit-forbidden thread that had just been held together by the cicadas moved again.
It's not difficult to understand, there are only a few of them who represent the will of Lingshan in the world, and everyone's cultivation has reached the peak. And there are more and more monks who are used by the hidden bones and also use the hidden bones to broaden their true energy, and their cultivation base is also constantly improving in the process of copying the inscriptions.
Zhi Xiu: "Elder Xuanwu, if you still have the energy, you might as well stop those people who spread ancient inscriptions for their own benefit."
Wu Lingxiao didn't even bother to break the inscription of the law, stood by and uttered a Northern Li saying coldly: "If you can't solve the problem, first solve those people who make you look incompetent."
His unfrozen eyes shot at her.
Wu Lingxiao didn't put him in the black eye sockets at all, and his gaze like a ghostly fire only stabbed at the head of Kunlun: "So the inscriptions on those trees are the reason why my master must die? Ha, the fairy mountain is orthodox, secrets can't be seen, see It will be silenced... What, is the foundation of Xianshan a scandal? My master, no matter whether his merits or demerits are right or wrong, has always been loyal and sincere to Kunlun and Dali. Even I know it, but you don’t believe it ?”
The third elder smoothed things over dryly: "Ling Xiao, now is not the time to talk about this..."
The head of Kunlun was slightly shocked. For a moment, a thought flashed through his mind: "If Lan Ze knew what she said..."
The inner demon, who was temporarily calm because of the disappearance of the mirror, once again grasped his flickering weakness, and the polygonal mirror of the inner demon that had taken root on his altar revealed his own unspoken thoughts.
When he thought of the second elder, he felt infinitely disappointed, and he couldn't remember why he killed him back then.
The inner demon and the desperate Lingshan will pull him at both ends, and the head of Kunlun is roaring in his head, but Wu Lingxiao still refuses to let him go.
When she stepped forward aggressively, she didn't care about Lingshan—this thief, God loves his mother, whether it will collapse or not, when everything has a dead end, how can Lingshan be permanent
"You actually believe it, but you're just pretending to be ignorant. To be honest, Master, they all said back then that if Wan Shuang recognized the Lord one day, only the Second Elder of the Heavenly Wizard would be the match. That's why you hate him, right? You clearly want to get rid of him when you have the chance, and you still want to find a high-sounding excuse."
The third elder heard that her voice was wrong, and suddenly stepped forward and drew his sword, just in time to block Wan Shuang who was slashing at the headmaster: "Wu Lingxiao!"
The head of Ling Yun couldn't help but interjected: "Everyone, everyone—"
No one listened to him.
After Tianbo Patriarch left, Xiu Yi flattered, Mia was ignorant, and Ling Yun never raised his head in the Southern Continent. For thousands of years, Lingyunling Mountain on the border of the South China Sea has never produced a single person who is astonishingly talented, regardless of good or bad, and those foreign monks privately called them "beast releasers". The damage to Lingshan due to civil strife has become the laughing stock of other sects.
Unwilling Lingshan stirred his unsteady mind, Master Lingyun couldn't bear it anymore, impulsively took out his beast control flute, and blew a "woo". The sharp sound of the flute made by the master of the Beast Control Dao can make the spirit beasts in the entire spirit beast field bow their heads, and the consciousness of the cicadas present were all shaken by the sound of the flute.
However, head Ling Yun forgot that there were two innocent Ascending Spirits beside him. He knew that he had no advantage in the same level of cultivation, so if he wanted everyone to listen to him, he didn't hold back the sound of the flute at all.
After all, it was a cicada slough, the fan under Wen Fei's feet cracked, and blood flowed from his ears. Lin Chi's mind was completely in the Huawai furnace, and when disturbed by the sudden animal control flute, Huawai furnace immediately let go.
No matter how good-tempered Zhi Xiu is, he thought that this group of people who did not succeed in success but failed in success, Zhao Ting would show no mercy, and shook the Xuan Wu Yuanyue knife out of the cracks, forcing Xuan Wu to retreat with one sword, and the aftermath of the sword wind smashed Ling Yun's palm. The door swung open and Lin Chi was caught.
But he only had time to protect the person, but the furnace was no longer within reach.
The head of Ling Yun who was swept away by Zhao Ting happened to block Wu Lingxiao's way. The sword servant who was so crazy that he was the only one who was the only one who was the only one who respected me pushed him away with his sword, and hit the furnace outside the furnace.
The things left by the ancient demon god Yongchun Brocade were really extraordinary, resisting the impact, but the furnace body fell down, and the fire in the furnace that had not been extinguished in time rolled up the surrounding spiritual energy, and was rolling behind the head of Kunlun.
Wan Shuang slammed down on the head, and the sect leader who was being torn apart by the heart demon hastily raised his sword to block it, but he was half a step too late. The third elder suddenly pushed out the Huawai Furnace in a panic, the huge furnace body wrapped the head, and swung Wan Shuang's sword.
Xi Ping was halfway through talking with Lin Chi, when he heard that the forbidden spirit line started to run again, before he had time to ask Zhao Xidan about the situation, Lin Chi's consciousness disappeared from the fire in the furnace, and the head of Kunlun came in.
Xi Ping: "..."
What are the ancestors outside doing!
Sword cultivators don't have the "seven senses" of the refining way, so their spiritual consciousness can't communicate with the raw materials in the refining furnace, unless they are like Xiang Rong, the deceitful man in Sanyue Mountain at that time-the "material" stewed in the furnace is himself.
The head of Kunlun suddenly saw himself from the fire... he saw his bruised Dao Xin curled up on the spiritual platform, and the demons were overgrown on the spiritual platform.
Strangely, he felt a sense of relief.
He thought that it was reasonable for him to be trapped by demons after he personally killed the fellow apprentice who was handed over to him. If he could punish himself, perhaps it should be more severe.
At that moment, the cicada ancestor could have easily left the furnace, but he couldn't help but took a step in. He couldn't explain why, maybe he wanted to take a look at his inner demon... Another look at the dead outside Beijue Mountain the second elder.
"Brother sect master!" The voice of the third elder came from outside the furnace.
"Stop!" This was probably the junior sword repairer from Xuanyin Mountain.
"Get out and give my master an explanation—"
This is Wu Lingxiao.
The head of Kunlun turned a deaf ear and approached like a nightmare, and then he saw that on his altar and beside his Taoist heart, the inner demon was not Zhu Lanze.
For example, Nansheng saw that he had become a puppet of Lingshan in the cave of demons, and the head of Kunlun saw the real culprit who killed the second elder in the furnace.
"It's not me..." This thought arose from the ground, and the oldest surviving sword heart "clicked" and cracked.
At that moment, the head of Kunlun's heart suddenly became clear, and he remembered his name that no one had called him for a thousand years.
His surname is also Wu, his first name is Guang, and his courtesy name is Boren.
This name has become a page in yellowed history books, as if the person who called it was dead. Like Shizun Jianzong, Nansheng and others, he has long since become a name of nothingness.
The bondage that had blinded him for thousands of years was about to break his Taoist heart. He took a look outside the furnace, only to realize that he had no one to tell him, no last words to leave, and he had nothing to say to this world.
At that moment, Wu Boren was so blessed that he did the same thing as Xiang Rong did in the furnace outside the furnace. He quickly picked up the inscription that broke the law that Lin Chi had obtained in the furnace, and melted his Dao heart into it. fire-
Xiang Rong used the Huawai furnace to cultivate his Dao Xin into a copy of Emperor Xuan, and disappeared in Sanyue Mountain after the full moon of success. As Emperor Xuan's direct disciple, Xiang Rong and Emperor Xuan's Dao Xin are in the same line, and only need to modify some parts, so he can still dance for a while after leaving the Huawai furnace. The original Dao heart of the head of Kunlun was incompatible with Pofa, and this fusion immediately wiped out people.
The almost extinguished heart fire in Xi Ping's hand instantly ignited as high as a person, and the law-breaking forbidden spirit line instantly returned to the original edge of Tao County, and even continued to expand outward, enveloping the cicada sloughs that were unable to dodge on the Xiajiang River.
Except for Wen Fei who fell just now, and Zhi Xiu who fell to the ground to catch Lin Chi, the rest rolled down from the air like kites with broken strings.