Because the object of destiny is an unusual treasure, it must have spirituality before it can be integrated into the body and communicate with the owner's mind. Therefore, the self-destructive sword that Qingyun said was definitely not a lie in his opinion.
Although Pan Yueren's order must be eradicated after success, if he does not agree, then the only ending left is to die together, and even killing him will not help.
But if Qingyun is brought back to the Pan family, then whether it is the family head or the ancestors, there are many ways for this kid to erase the mark on the magic weapon by himself.
The more Pan Lingzhuo looked at it, the more certain he became. This black sword must have many unknown secrets, and Qingyun must also know it. It is better to save his life first.
Unfortunately, he was completely wrong about one thing.
In fact, Zangfeng is not Qingyun's natal sword. It is true that it has some strange connection with him, but the reason why it can enter his body is the sword's own decision.
Of course, despite this, Brother Pan, who was kept in the dark, was still filled with emotion towards the young master.
Because he suddenly felt that this son was of a superior character regardless of his character, cultivation, or intelligence. If he had not been guilty of possessing a jade, he would have skyrocketed one day in the future.
"Hey, it's indeed a pity that my Pan family hasn't had such an outstanding person in many years."
Sighing secretly, he stopped talking nonsense, squeezed out a drop of bright red blood from his fingertips, wrapped it with spiritual power, then floated it in front of him, and then began to swear.
Monks are different from ordinary people. They practice according to the way of heaven. They are blessed by the way of heaven at all times, but their every move is also restricted by it.
Especially this kind of Taoist oath that uses one's own blood as the medium. You must never break your promise. Otherwise, your practice will be hindered and it will be difficult to make progress, or your life will be ruined by thunder and disaster!
Balabala talked a lot of nonsense, and Qingyun listened to it patiently. After the other party finally said the oath that "I, Pan Lingzhuo, will never harm the two girls," he finally nodded.
"Humph, are you satisfied now?"
Pan Lingzhuo snorted coldly and asked.
"Please also ask Senior Pan to abide by the oath."
After saying this, Qingyun once again summoned the ancient sword Zangfeng that had been with him for a long time from his palm.
"Old friend, I'm sorry."
He is not an ungrateful or cruel person. On the contrary, even though Qingyun is now burdened with karma and becomes more violent and violent than before, the kindness and compassion that have never been extinguished in his heart are as bright as the night sky. The lone star in the sky always reminds him not to lose his way.
So even if he could use the hidden edge to break through the space and escape at first, he didn't do so.
Because Qingyun knew that once he left the two of them behind, the only fate waiting for Dai Lin'er and the others would be death without a burial place. The Pan family would never let half of them leave alive to avoid leaking the news.
In this case, it is better to gamble with Zang Feng. If Pan Lingzhuo agrees, even if he dies, he can at least keep the two senior sisters safe, which is worth it.
"The biggest problem now is that without Zangfeng, it will not be able to absorb the power of the soul, and the eldest sister will not be nourished. The only way now is to find an opportunity to come into contact with it after arriving at the Pan family, and see if it can use the blood to bring about karma. Break open the space and escape."
Ever since the black villain blocked the gap in the seal, Zang Feng's spirituality seemed to have suddenly lost a lot, and he was like a dead thing, no longer paying attention to his calls.
Of course, it used to be indifferent to him, but everyone said that the divine sword has a spirit. Before leaving the master, it had to have some visions of heaven and earth. Even if it didn't work, there would be a wail that was hard to leave.
This silent black lump is far worse than Yang Zhizhang's Fire Feather Sword.
"Hey, maybe I'm just a passerby in your long life, and I'm not worthy of being your master."
With a wry smile, Qingyun rubbed it lingeringly for a long time, and finally could only reluctantly hand over the black sword.
What's ridiculous is that the helpless Pan Lingzhuo didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, and still assigned a puppet to hold Zang Feng's hands.
The puppet's body was as hard as iron, but the heavy ancient sword still weighed him down so much that he almost couldn't straighten his back.
"What a heavy sword! Is it called Zangfeng?"
"Um."
Pan Lingzhuo nodded, and then took out a jade box from the Jinna Ring.
After he also ordered the puppet to place Zang Feng in the jade box, he quickly changed the cover like a plague god, and successively stamped seven or eight layers of seals that Qingyun could not understand.
"Awesome! Is this person also proficient in formations?"
The young man didn't know if the higher his cultivation level, the better he knew everything, but Pan Lingzhuo's skillful skills made him feel that this person definitely studied the battle method intensively rather than dabbled in it!
The three people surrounded by puppets did not dare to move, so they had to wait patiently for Pan Lingzhuo to seal the sword.
What surprised them was that after a while, Pan Lingzhuo actually took out another jade box from the Jinna Ring, and then put the previously sealed jade box inside again.
"Isn't it?"
Even if people are fighting for their lives now, Pan Lingzhuo's caution and fear towards Zang Feng really refreshed Qingyun's three views.
Finally, after putting on five jade boxes in succession, Pan Lingzhuo wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead with satisfaction.
"Boy! See the magic horse? Why don't you come?!"
Qingyun shook his head speechlessly, and after placing the five-layer jade box tremblingly into the Jinna Ring, the old man took out another pair of jade shackles!
"Put it on him and don't try any tricks on me."
Pan Lingzhuo ordered to a puppet.
"Well, how come your Pan family is so rich because you use jade to make everything?"
"Money? Humph, if you come back with me honestly and tell all Zang Feng's secrets, I guarantee you will have more money than you can spend in ten lifetimes!"
Pouting his lips, the young master obediently put his hands behind his back and was handcuffed by the puppet. The sound of jingling bells was so pleasant that he couldn't help but ask:
"Can this thing trap me?"
"Don't worry, even if it's locked, I can't escape~"
After completing the task assigned by the head of the family, Pan Lingzhuo was obviously in a particularly good mood and joked.
After trying for a while, Qingyun finally realized something was wrong, because even though he tried his best with both hands, he still couldn't break free, and even the spiritual power in his body would be sucked away by the jade cuffs!
"Don't try. The more you struggle, the stronger its binding force will be. You should feel honored. This jade cuff is not something ordinary people can enjoy. It is mainly used to seal high-level monks and their spiritual consciousness. "
"Senior monk? Divine consciousness?"
"Hmm, it contains a unique formation of our Pan family, called 'Jade Lock Soul Sealing'. For you, it is used to cut off the telepathy between you and Zang Feng. How about it, you can't feel it anymore?" "
Sure enough, as soon as he said these words, Qingyun realized that the vague connection between him and Zang Feng had really disappeared!
"It seems that your Pan family has really done enough homework for Zang Feng!"
"Haha, that's right. It doesn't matter whether it's useful or not. The most important thing is that it's foolproof. Who made your black sword so valued by the head of the family? If I'm to blame, it's your fault!"
Pan Lingzhuo laughed loudly, but now that the matter was over, Qingyun no longer had any hope. He calmly nodded and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, senior, please keep your word and let my two senior sisters go first."
"Haha, of course I won't do anything to them!"
As he said that, the smile on Pan Lingzhuo's face began to turn a little vicious, which made Qingyun's heart sink for a moment, only to hear him continue:
"But these dead soldiers will entertain them well for me, hahahaha, don't worry, I will let them self-destruct together in the end, which can also be regarded as a grand farewell to your two senior sisters. How about it, is it fun?!"
"You! Pan Lingzhuo! I will fight with you!"
Sonorous sounds rang out behind him, and the roars with protruding veins could not withstand the strong man's careless palm. With regret and unwillingness, Qingyun felt his eyes go dark and fainted.
The journey of the sun and the moon can be seen from within, and the stars can be as brilliant as if they were seen from within.
As a mortal, one can experience spring and autumn all the time, and a lifespan of double armor is enough to see birth, old age, illness and death.
The change of dynasties and the passage of time are not something ordinary people can witness. Only monks who have lived a long life can sigh and witness them.
But sometimes, even the great masters who have returned to the spirit realm don't know where to start talking about the rise and fall of those towering giants. At the end of the years, whether they can still wait until the end of the story.
Just like Liangzhou, which was extremely prosperous in the past, it is now gradually replaced by the Sino-Vietnamese state with well-developed connections in all directions.
And Yizhou, which had always been regarded as synonymous with desolation and bitter cold, has also gained the reputation of Yunzhou in the north of Saibei with the gentle breeze of the blue field.
This may be largely due to the huge border area between Yizhou and Yuezhou, which allows them to have more channels for communication with other states, or it may be that a Taoyuan City with nine states standing at the junction of the regions.
But the most important thing is the good relationship between the current leaders of Shenhuatian and Xianjian Sect.
Shenhuatian, the three sects named Tianzi, is one of the three most powerful sects in Jiuzhou, and the entire territory of Yizhou is second only to Qingxutian in Liangzhou.
Different from the decayed Qingxu Tian and the undisciplined Jingci Tian, in Shenhua Tian from ancient times to the present, in addition to majoring in Xuan Gong techniques, disciples also need to study various mortal sages and holy scriptures.
The depth and brilliance of the thoughts of the Confucian scholars often make these monks who claim to be the chosen ones feel ashamed and shameful.
Perhaps because the principles and self-restraint are stronger than those of other sects, the disciples of Shenhuatian have always had an excellent reputation among the entire three-day four sects.
But since Wu Renfu officially took over the seal of the sect master, the entire Shenhuatian seemed to have "evaporated" from Kyushu overnight!
Yes, evaporated.
Whether it is disputes over interests, competition for reputation, or even all kinds of things, large and small, it seems that they have nothing to do with them anymore.
It seems that only the elm and willow countryside is the real destination for the monks, and the true way back home can be found among the green mountains and green waters.
It was only then that everyone in the world remembered this little-known yet seemingly famous new leader of Shenhuatian:
Hermit Sword, Wu Renfu!
After one of the Qingchen Double Swords betrayed the right path by snatching the Qilin Teeth, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect, Wuchen Jian Yichen, and his friend Wu Renfu, the leader of Shenhuatian, were reunited by the world. :
"The Dual Swords of Dustmen".
