The atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying energy vibrated, and the purple electricity runes on the Thirteen Soul Cones buzzed uneasily!
Balian felt his body suddenly explode! The Qi orifice explodes! The spiritual power node collapses! The oncoming invisible energy is surging and rolling, layer upon layer.
The dormant dragon scales on the white dragon's body were so excited that they stood upright. In a chaotic space, Bailian's body bounced hard and hit him.
It hit Bailong's face and it was painful.
Its eyes were deep and incomprehensible, as if it didn't understand why he wanted to die like this.
Balian coughed up the blood that was flowing backwards, and his hand holding the sword was a little unsteady.
He raised his eyes from the chaotic wind, and the terrifying energy gradually calmed down.
The green dress is like the breeze passing through the hall, with wide sleeves and waist, and the outside of the skirt is covered with a layer of water-colored palace gauze. The palace gauze sways in the light, like a cyan lotus lantern.
Cang Nanyi's face was calm, and her spiritual energy was rolling around her body. She raised her hand at will to tuck a strand of dark blue soft hair behind her ear. Her eyebrows were picturesque and noble.
Her eyes were still and deep, clear and translucent, as if there was a drop of autumn rain melting in them. There was no strange emotion at all: "I thought about it again, but there is something wrong with it."
Although she still looked gentle and beautiful, the faint smile that had always been on the face of the emperor disappeared without a trace when Bai Lian hugged her.
Balian wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, smiled helplessly, and said, "Your Majesty, Sheng Ming."
Gods do not know the sufferings of the mortal world, and it is difficult for gods to understand the feelings of mortals.
As expected, how could this god who is so high in the clouds get used to the affection of ordinary people?
Although the Kunlun God Lord appears to be gentle and tolerant on the surface, the heart of a saint is outside the world, and he does not involve himself in love or disturb the world. Gods will never show mercy to the world.
Under her warm and clear eyes, all Balian could see was the coldness and coldness of people's hearts.
"You are very smart." Cang Nanyi once again gave Bai Lian high praise.
She raised an arm, and Balian's body floated gently and came to her.
When their eyes met, the scent of grass and leaves on her body was very pleasant, and her pure and cold eyes were shockingly cold: "She is also very bold."
Under such gaze, Bailian's body stiffened slightly. This woman clearly showed no murderous intention, but she had a sense of oppression that was even more dangerous than Demon Lord Aluo.
She laughed softly again, but the smile was very shallow and disappeared before reaching her eyes.
"Although I have accepted a favor from someone and promised her not to kill you, I can ignore you as a corpse demon. But today, it seems that you dare to be so rebellious. I dare to attack you. What else can you do? Don’t dare, huh?”
The last voice asked softly, and the clear lingering sound was slightly perplexing, which was inexplicably confusing.
As she said, Balian was really bold. He looked directly into her eyes without any scruples and asked softly: "Why did you choose me?"
Whether it was in Xianling City or now.
Balian would not be so naive as to think that she simply needed him to be her child.
"There are just so many reasons for that."
Cang Nanyi's tone was very calm, but his eyes were very profound: "For example, let's say you are the Lord of the Six Rivers, let's say you chose Tiance Junshan from the treasure house in the inner city, let's say you have half of the Sishui Divine Source on your body, For another example..."
She turned her eyes slightly, looked at Balian carefully from beginning to end with a half-smile, and said: "This soul of yours is the most special and interesting one among the six realms that I have ever seen."
Bailian's mind suddenly exploded, and his whole scalp became numb.
She actually already knew that he was the Lord of Six Rivers? !
Since ancient times, the war between the immortal and demon clans has continued to this day. The Demon Realm River Lord has always been an important evil that must be killed in the eyes of these immortals, and there is no reason to let it go.
The Corpse Demon and the Lord of the Demonic River are symbols of evil that are incompatible with the immortality of the human world.
She knew that she actually wanted to accept him as her son.
This Kunlun God Lord, even Balian had to be shocked and admired her grand ideas.
As for Ce Junshan and Hunxiang that day...
What’s another way of saying it?
Cang Nanyi suddenly tapped his fingers in the air, and the Tiance Junshan sword in Bailian's hand trembled, and came out from his hand, lying between them.
I saw half of the dead inscriptions on the sword being ignited, emitting a brilliance like a cold moon.
Balian raised his eyes in surprise.
Cangnan Yi spoke concisely and concisely: "This Tiance Junshan comes from my own hands."
Bai Lian was surprised and said: "Is your Majesty saying that you forged this Tiance Junshan Sword yourself?"
He had never heard that Lord Kunlun could forge swords?
Cang Nanyi's eyes fell on Tiance Junshan Sword, his clear eyes gradually darkened, and his tone suddenly became distant.
"In the early years when I developed spiritual consciousness, I was very interested in refining weapons. The Tiance Junshan sword was the first and last sword made by me. Tiance Junshan is an incomplete and incomplete sword. The defective product was born into the world, and since then, I have never been involved in refining weapons."
While talking about Tiance Junshan Sword, Bai Lian found that there was a slight disturbance in the calm heart of the Queen Mother Jun.
Not like regret, nor like feeling.
There is just a subtle and unclear sense of strangeness.
Because when she said that she was interested in the art of weapon refining, her tone was very flat.
It was so dull that he seemed to have forgotten that he had such a hobby back then. If he hadn't seen the existence of Tiance Junshan Sword today, it would be difficult to recall it.
Regardless of whether it was the Tiance Junshan Sword that hindered the refining of the weapon, it was an unimportant youthful memory that she had forgotten.
So, what caused this strange wave of emotions?
Baili quietly looked at the incomplete inscription on the sword, then suddenly spread out his palm and called out: "Tiancai Junshan, here you come."
Under the control of Cang Nanyi's thoughts, Tiance Junshan hummed, as if it had been summoned to life from a heavy and tired sleep.
Slowly...back to the palm of Balian's hand again.
Cang Nanyi's eyes finally changed with a hint of surprise, and he raised his eyelashes and looked at Bai Lian.
The energy coming out of Balian's body seemed to be synchronized with the breath of the sword. He said softly: "But I feel that the Tiance Junshan Sword is not a defective product."
Cang Nanyi thought his statement was ridiculous: "The Tiance Junshan Sword cannot possess spirits."
A sword that cannot be possessed by a spirit is not called a spirit sword. Even ordinary treasures can be used to fly with the sword, but Tiance Junshan cannot.
Not to mention that the sword struck by the immortal's finger can travel thousands of miles, and the demon can be killed without a trace.
Tiance Junshan is the most powerful sword, capable of blowing hair and breaking hair, and is unstoppable.
But what's the use?
Bailian shook his head and said: "Whoever stipulated that swords must be possessed by spirits. A sword must cultivate the innate vitality and then use it to create a state. Although the sword and the sword spirit are one, I feel that in this world The sword spirit raised in the sword is a second thing."
Cang Nanyi narrowed his eyes, and his tone was no longer soft, but more low-pitched: "Go on."
Bailian raised his sword and flicked the blade with his fingers.
The sword in his hand also responded, making a clear clang. The sound of the sword's chant was gentle and lingering. It was a sound that Cang Nanyi had never heard before.
"I think that the sword spirit born in Tao should keep the sword again instead of plundering it."
Cang Nanyi showed a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, and his expression turned sad for a moment: "You mean plundering?"
"Yes, plunder, the spirit of the demon plunderer, the sword of the silent cultivator, the Immortal Lord Zhuzhan seals the gift to all demons, and legislates the world. To put it nicely, it is to give the demon cultivators in the world a way to ascend, but I hope that the world will be unified and all things will be equal. .
But this equality is based on the fact that if the demon wants to ascend, he must first sacrifice his life and soul and feed them all into the cold weapon.
If the master of the weapon ascends, the demon will ascend. If the master of the weapon dies, the demon will perish. How can this be regarded as universal equality? "
"But I feel that the real way to raise a sword is to use your own soul as a guide, your blood as a sacrifice, and the sword as a language, so that the sword can become a spirit, and then it can become a great weapon.
Birds, beasts, flowers and plants in the world can still become demons and spiritual stones. Since the ancient Buddha said that all things have spirits, I believe that every sword that has just come out of the furnace is actually alive. "
Balian's eyelashes were lowered, and he looked lonely: "There is no ocean, just the traces of cows; there is no sunlight, waiting for the fireflies. People take its soul to raise the sword, and it seems that the sun is in the sky, but I think this is abandoning the original and chasing the last."
The demon spirit is easy to raise, and it becomes strong when it is put into the sword, but when it becomes weak, it causes the real sword spirit to die.
Why do you think there have been so few people with clear sword hearts throughout the ages? Too talented? In fact, this is not the case, but the swords cultivated by people in this world are all death swords. "
The Immortal Lord wishes that the sword technique established by Zan Zhan will be established in the world, and the mountains and rivers will be settled, and all roads will be safe.
When it came to Bai Lian's mouth, it turned out to be a foolish move that would kill all the swords in the world.
What an arrogant paradox!
"Treason." After hearing this, the beautiful God Lord Kunlun's biggest reaction was just to raise his eyes lazily.
Bailian chuckled, still showing no edge, but there seemed to be an indescribable pride in his voice.
He lowered his eyes and stroked his sword, and there was an indescribable peaceful aura: "The music is as high as the music, and the harmony is as low as possible. Worldly people, please know what my heart is."
"What a great person, whose music is as good as his harmony." Cang Nanyi looked at the rebellious corpse demon in front of him.
He was so arrogant and ignorant of life and death that he put the Immortal Lord and the secular people on the same level. This sentence alone was enough to make him die with his bones shattered and ashes thrown into ashes!
It's just that this little guy really gives her different senses and experiences every time.
It was clear that the last time he was in Xianling City, the wine shop was a frugal one. Cang Nanyi clearly felt that he was just an overly clean and clear person, not suitable to live in the world, let alone get involved in this eternal chaos of immortals and demons.
Now after a deep conversation, I found that such a young man who looked like a mountain spring was actually a strong drink that burned my throat.
Cang Nanyi's eyebrows raised slightly: "According to your statement, this Tiance Junshan Sword, which has been abandoned by me for hundreds of thousands of years, is actually a unique sword that can only be found in thousands?"
Balian touched his nose and said, "Why do you have to beat around the bush to get me to flatter you?"
Cang Nanyi finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. The smile filled her eyes, as if all the stars in the sky were falling into those eyes, and she was like a picture: "Little guy, you are really a wonderful person."
It can be seen that the Lord God is becoming more and more satisfied with Bailian. She walks on the divine light and leads Bailian to land on the white dragon's horn. They sit on one of the dragon's horns and look at each other.
"If this sword fell into your hands, it would be a good destination."
Bailian put Tiance Junshan on his knees and gradually got used to talking casually with the emperor and empress who had an unpredictable temperament:
"Just now you mentioned the soul phase, but I wonder what this soul phase is? Why did you say that my soul phase is different from other people's?"
Cangnan Yi said: "People have skin and bones, and naturally they also have souls. The skin is in the form, and the bones are in the mind. The soul is complicated and symbolizes too many things, such as cause and effect, luck, spirituality, Taoism and meaning are all seen in the form of the soul.
Everyone in the Six Paths has a soul. When I was in Xianling City, I observed your soul once, but I saw that your soul was pure and empty, without any true cause and effect.
I only think that you are dead and your soul is in silence, that's how it should be. But looking at it today, your soul appearance is extremely complicated. "
As she spoke, she waved her arm lightly, and a clear Tantai mirror hung in front of Balian.
What was reflected in the mirror was not Balian's appearance, but the outline of an extremely complex color.
The outline of Bailong's soul was vaguely reflected in it, which looked like a translucent soul.
But his soul appearance was extremely pale in the white areas, and extremely mysterious in the dark areas. A faint golden ancient seal half a finger long could be seen faintly printed on the Baihui point under his ear.
However, the body is a mess of darkness and pale white, entangled with confusing fortune-telling and evil obstacles. Mist like a black python seems to be emanating from the bones, winding around the body.
As you look down your neck, the divine source pendant on your chest is no longer crimson, but as blue as the stars in the sky. The fairy tear imprinted between the collarbones turned into a piece of silver snow and fell there.
Further down, the mountain seal and the city seal overlap in the right hand, and deep in the right hand there is a ball of light intertwined with green and gold, silent and unknown.
Further down, A'luo's name and demonic name are clearly displayed in deep red.
Seeing this, Bailian's originally confused thoughts were suddenly blocked. His head was covered with black lines, and his expression seemed speechless.
He raised his eyes and looked at the Goddess who was older than him.
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Cang Nanyi clearly knew what he was embarrassed about, but pretended not to know and raised his chin: "What's wrong?"
Balian: "I would like to ask you a question, is this ability to observe souls impressive even to powerful immortals?"
Cang Nanyi's eyes were meaningful: "That's not true. This is a magical power that I have realized on my own in my spare time. No one else in the Six Realms can do it."
What kind of evil magical power is this!
Balian gritted his teeth and swung his sword, shattering the mirror.
Cang Nanyi didn't intend to spare him, and raised his chin even higher: "I heard that the new demon king in the demon world has snatched a prince's husband? He is the Lord of the Six Rivers.
Now it seems that our city lord of Xianling City has suffered a lot in the demon world. How about, if you are willing to follow me to Kunlun to practice Taoism, I will love you for a while and help you get back your place from that little bird. How about letting out a bad breath? "
