"Sword Intent?"
Surprise flashed in Houjin's eyes, "It seems that some real geniuses have come in this time. At such a young age, they have already understood the meaning of the sword, which is amazing!"
Wei Lin remained silent, only slowly raising his sword, and a crisp sword whistle rose into the sky, passing through the heavy sand and rocks, tearing through the dense grass forest, and straight into the sky.
Seeing this, he waved his hand, and the dark purple flames roared towards the grass ball where Yunli was, and then he turned around and grabbed Wei Lin.
An ordinary grab, but it caused the surrounding spiritual energy to riot, and rushed towards the palm of his hand. Due to this suction, the sword energy around Wei Lin's body was chaotic for a moment, and then stabilized quickly.
He did not flinch, and his mind sank into Moli Sword. The whistle of the sword became more and more frequent and urgent, and the green leaves surrounding it also accelerated and flew around the sword body.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and finally turns into a blue whirlwind. The surrounding spiritual energy is attracted by this, and briefly breaks free from the shackles of the tendons and pours into the whirlwind...
The phoenix eyes flashed, and Mo Li's sword was slashed out without hesitation. The green whirlwind swept away, the sword's intention spread across the sky, blood marks appeared on Houjin's hands, and grass clippings flew into the arms wrapped with grass strips, rustling like rain. .
But, that's all.
The huge difference in cultivation cannot be easily compensated by sword intent.
Houjin's eyes were filled with gloom and anger, and he said almost word by word: "Genius, you are still as annoying as ever!"
Clenching a fist, greenery surged, and the shaved arm was completely filled again. A layer of dark green luster appeared on the fist. As soon as this luster came out, the light in the cave seemed to be swallowed up and became dim.
Wei Lin worked hard to run his skills, and the two spiritual power lakes in the dantian, one red and one green, were frantically transporting spiritual power outwards. The fire spiritual power and the wood spiritual power merged into one place as soon as they left the dantian.
Fire and wood turned into wind. Under high intensity, it had been transformed into wind spirit power in the body, which was injected into Mo Li's sword. After a few more sword swings, the cyan whirlwind whose momentum was gradually weakening became mighty again.
For a time, there was flying sand and rocks in the cave, making people unable to open their eyes.
In the dark sky, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and the gorgeous orange gauze came through the sky with a little crimson light, like a snake, wrapping around the tendons.
The green light around the body was strong, and the spiritual power was surging. The Huanshi Ling was squeezed away little by little. At this moment, Mo Li's sword stabbed straight at him.
The orange gauze was flying, the sword was shining brightly, and the scattered crimson light flew from the orange gauze into the golden thread of the sword body. There was a clang, and a sudden inspiration came. A huge phoenix shadow flew out from it, soared into the sky, and tore apart. Break through all the obstacles and reach straight into the sky.
The clear chirping reaches the clouds, and the orange-gold phoenix spreads its wings, shining brightly and brightly, as if it can cleanse away all evil in the world.
"Phoenix?"
"It's the mythical beast Phoenix!"
"Oh my god, I actually saw the legendary phoenix!"
"Maybe the rare treasure this time is the mythical beast Phoenix!"
"Look for it quickly, don't force yourself on me, the phoenix belongs to me!"
...
The outside has become a mess, and everyone is rushing towards the phantom of the phoenix. Those annoying grass strips dare not violate the power of the divine beast. Most of them have disappeared before the phoenix comes out, and the remaining ones that have not disappeared have turned back into shallow weeds. Withered.
In the corridor, the young man in red looked at the phantom of the phoenix flying out, and froze on the spot, "The phantom of the phoenix?"
After two breaths, he woke up as if from a dream, and shot forward like an arrow from a string.
In the cave, Wei Lin, who had regained consciousness, suddenly slashed out a few swords. The orange-gold phoenix in the air was pulled and swooped down. With the aura of destroying the world, it chirped and crashed into Dou Jin's body.
The blazing flames rose instantly, and Fu Jin let out a sharp scream. The dark purple flames flew out of his body. The dark purple flames that surrounded Yunli were also recalled by him, forming a flame barrier in front of him.
The orange-gold phoenix seemed to be irritated by his actions, and let out an angry cry. Moli Sword's sword intent stirred up, and the Fantasy World Silk was filled with brilliance, and each silk and sword echoed each other.
The whirlwind stirred, the wind helped the fire, and in the fire that filled the sky, the orange-gold phoenix regained its momentum, fiercely smashing through the dark purple flame barrier, raging in the body of Hou Jin.
In just a short moment, the straw man's ribs exploded and never condensed again. The dark purple flame that had lost the support of its master was no match for Fei Yan. What's more, it was also blessed by the orange-gold phoenix and was quickly swallowed up completely.
Jian Ling separated, and the obviously larger Feiyan flew into Yunli's eyebrows. She closed her open mouth, unconsciously swayed the orange gauze in her hand, and looked at Wei Lin blankly: "What happened just now? "
Neither the Huanshi Ling nor the Dream-Slaying Sword could break the cage woven with dark purple grass strips, so she had no choice but to break the boat, take the spirit-boosting pill to restore some spiritual power, and directly summon the crimson flame to fight the enemy.
Although Fei Yan consumes a lot of money, it is still very powerful. With Fei Yan's blessing, she quickly destroyed the grass cage and rushed out from the dark purple flames. When she looked up, she saw her senior brother fighting with Fu Jin. At a disadvantage in the battle.
Without thinking, Fei Yan cooperated with Huan Shi Ling and went to help, but what happened next was out of control.
Feiyan seemed to have something to do with the golden liquid that Lingyu transformed into. Anyway, she didn't understand that the phoenix shadow was the sword intention of her senior brother or something.
Wei Lin opened his mouth and fell backwards. Yunli quickly stepped forward to catch him and exclaimed: "Are you injured?"
After a quick inspection, the problem was not serious. Although he suffered some minor injuries, they were not serious. He fell down because he drained the spiritual energy from his body.
As soon as he took out the spirit-boosting pill and fed it to him, a sluggish Moyou rushed over, "Senior Brother Qianjiu, are you okay?"
Yunli raised her hand to brush away her claws, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing?"
"Senior brother has protected me all these years and treated me with great kindness. You have seen it before. Even in the face of strong enemies, he has not given up on me."
After Hou Jin's death, all the grass strips in the cave disappeared. Mo Huai had long been free and had recovered from the detoxification pill.
Yunli naturally knew that what she said was to remind herself that she was the person that her senior brother wanted to protect, but Yunli still had a dark face and said angrily: "Who is your senior brother? Don't make random connections."
Mo You glanced at Mo Huai, who was walking towards her with a sullen face, his eyes flashed, and said: "Oh, look at my brain, I forgot that you are Yunli from Taiyi Sect now."
After saying that, seeing that Mo Huai didn't hear what was said, she looked flustered and simply pointed out: "Senior Sister Qianshi has been in Taiyi Sect for a long time, so she must not be very clear about the relationship within the cabinet. Over the years, Qianjiu and I have Senior brother gets along day and night, life and death, if I die, he will be angry."
Yunli rolled her eyes and turned to ask Mo Huai, "Why doesn't Houjin tie her up?"
Houjin's target was Moyou, and Mohuai chased her in, but in the end, she was able to move freely in the cave. Yunli never understood this.
"The Blood Ming Kung practiced by Mo You was improved by Mo Qishan and is suitable for any race. This demon cultivator also took a fancy to it." Mo Huai paused with a complicated expression.
"I see."
Yunli nodded and couldn't help but sigh that Mo You really had a good father. Xingye protected her because of the Xue Ming Gong. She didn't expect that after entering Jiuliyuan, she could still enjoy the benefits of the Xue Ming Gong.
"You guys," Mo You took a few steps back, stared blankly at Mo Huai, and said in surprise, "Do you know the identity of the killer of Can Ye Pavilion?!"
Both Yunli and Yunli denied it.
There were no outsiders here, so Yunli simply said, "If you want to kill her, I won't stop you, but not now. Zhu Ge's soul is imprisoned in her body. You can't touch her until we find a solution."
"How do you know!" As soon as she finished speaking, Mo You jumped up immediately, his voice was particularly sharp, "You know Zhu Ge, and so does Qian Jiu..."
A large bead of sweat slid across her forehead. Before she finished speaking, she summoned the flying sword and turned around to fly away.
"Zhu Ge?" Mo Huai frowned, murmured, and suddenly raised his head, "Zhu Xiaoqi?!"
"I don't know where he ranks in the family, but he is indeed from Jincheng. He has helped us before, and we must save him, so Moyou can't move for the time being."
Yunli said very firmly, if Mo Huai insists on taking action, then he can only fight!
The memory was already a little distant, but with the introduction, Mo Huai quickly remembered the kind little fat man from the Zhu family, "Among the three major families in the past, he had the best relationship with Mo You. How could she..."
"One body and two souls, no wonder he's still alive." A cold snort came from the direction of the corridor, interrupting Mo Huai's words.
This voice belonged to the perverted young man in red. Thinking of Mo You who ran out, Yunli felt bad.
The unruly young man slowly walked out of the darkness, and as she expected, Moyou was dragged by his hand.
He glanced inside the cave and his eyes fell on Moli Sword on the ground, "Is the sword yours?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, it's mine."
"Senior brother, you're awake!" Yunli opened his mouth with nonsense words. Seeing that he wanted to stand up, he quickly helped him up, "Would you like some more spirit-boosting pills?"
He was in a coma just now and couldn't sort out his spiritual energy on his own, so it was hard for her to give him too many spiritual replenishing pills at once.
"Senior Brother Qianjiu, save me!" Mo You, who was held up by his collar and held on the ground, saw that Wei Lin had woken up and kept asking for help.
After taking the spirit-boosting pill, Wei Lin raised his hand and Moli Sword flew into his hand. He raised his eyes and looked at the young man and said: "Since fellow Taoist has heard what I just said, let her go until we find a solution." , you are definitely not the only one who wants her dead."
The young man's eyes were still on Mo Lijian. Hearing the words, he slowly moved to Wei Lin's face, stared at it for a long time, and muttered: "Except for the face, I don't see anything good about it."
Yunli and others were confused by this nonsense sentence. She looked at the young man suspiciously: "What did you say?"
The young man picked up Mo You and threw it to the ground like a rag, "Stupid, if you want to save your friend, you should kill her earlier. Otherwise, when their souls are completely fused, your friend will truly never be reincarnated."
After a pause, he added: "Fortunately, you didn't act rashly. No matter how you kill, there must be conditions. If you can't separate their souls, your friend will have to accompany her to nothingness forever."
"Do you know how to separate their souls?" Yunli's eyes lit up and she looked at the young man expectantly. He had extraordinary skills and mysterious origins, and he could see through Moyou's curse at a glance what the longevity spell was, so...
"Of course." The young man said proudly, "It's just a matter of separating two souls. It's a piece of cake. However, many evil spirits are imprisoned here, and they are full of hostility and resentment. He will enter reincarnation here. Once he passes through the Pond of Rebirth, his soul will probably be left behind. Not much."
Yunli blinked, wait, this amount of information is a bit big, "Imprisonment? Pond of Rebirth? What the hell?"
Boy, do you know too much?
"The so-called Jiuliyuan is actually a place where evil cultivators are imprisoned in the upper realm. As for the Pond of Rebirth, it is not something you can know."
A few simple words completely shocked Yunli. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it should be like this. Only in this way can all the weirdness be answered.
Those so-called secret treasures are indeed very precious in their eyes, but to people in the upper world, they must be just commonplace goods.
Thinking of someone throwing a meatless bone casually and having them scratch it, she felt as sick as if she had swallowed a fly.
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows, "Let's deal with her matter first. I have a soul-sealing bead that can temporarily store Zhu Ge's soul in it. I also ask fellow Taoists to help. Wei Lin will be grateful."
"I'm well prepared." The young man muttered, and then said, "Thank you, no need. I, the Shaohao family, have a clear sense of grudges and never harm the innocent."
Yunli and the others were even more confused. What on earth was this longevity spell?
However, at the moment, it was more important to rescue Zhu Ge first, so he didn't mention it.
The young man said: "The grass demon is seriously injured and can't make waves for the time being. Just stay here. Pay attention to your surroundings and don't let any evil and resentment come over."
Seriously injured? Isn't he dead?
Yunli opened her mouth in disbelief, but didn't ask.
After explaining everything, the young man was ready to take action.
Mo You was desperate and wanted to escape, but the young man didn't know what method he used. Not only was his spiritual power congested and unable to mobilize, he also couldn't raise even a cent of his strength.
"You can't kill me, Senior Brother Qianjiu, please save me, please save me. You know, the Pavilion Master values me very much. If I die, the Pavilion Master will definitely hold me accountable."
She was incoherent, but a long-lost humiliation arose in her heart. A group of people were discussing her life and death unscrupulously. This feeling was like a nightmare.
She seemed to have gone back to the time when she was six years old when her spiritual roots were measured. That was the beginning of her lifelong nightmare.
Before that day, she was the well-deserved proud daughter of Jincheng and the one sought after by her peers; after that day, all that awaited her was endless eye rolls, ridicule, teasing and indifference.
No!
She can't die. She hides in the darkness like a mouse and lives an ignoble existence. She has sacrificed so much to get to where she is today. She can't die!
She hasn't ascended yet, she hasn't attained immortality yet, she doesn't want to die!
She screamed silently in her heart and glanced at everyone in the field one by one. Fang Mo had a hatred for her family and wanted to eat his flesh, so he would definitely not save her.
Needless to say, the young man in red shouted at her for no apparent reason.
She has been with Qianjiu for many years, so she knows how indifferent he is. Moreover, she has been monitoring him under the orders of the Pavilion Master all these years, and he has long been impatient.
The only hope is Qian Shi. She has been protected by Qian Jiu. Later, she went to the famous Taiyi Sect and became prosperous. Although she was born in a killer organization, she didn't see much blood and darkness.
"Senior Sister Qianshi, please help me, I don't want this to happen. As the biological daughter of the powerful Nascent Soul, but without spiritual roots, do you know how much I have suffered?"
