Phew~~~
Qin Mengyao and Xu Qing followed closely in the direction Jin Jiuwu left, causing the air beside them to make a terrifying tearing sound around them.
Less than a cup of tea.
Already leaving Luoyang City.
Jin Jiuwuyi wore a gold robe and stood on the edge of a cliff. There were still traces of dirt and dust on his body, but his cold eyes stared at Qin Mengyao not far away:
"Oh it's you!"
Qin Mengyao stopped a hundred feet away, her clothes fluttering, and she didn't know how to restore her pale complexion to normal after being injured by Chen Xixiang.
At least you can't tell from the outside.
Her voice was gentle, like a trickle of spring water:
"Qin Mengyao, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, met Prince Jin Jiuwu of the Great Jin royal family."
Jin Jiuwu sneered upon hearing this:
"Ha ha!"
With this smile, the wind on the cliff suddenly became violent, gathering into ripples that could be seen with the naked eye and spreading out.
Like a thunder god beating a drum, it shook the minds of Qin Mengyao and Xu Qing not far away.
"You were chased by the monsters from Changbai Mountain. You didn't want to run away after seeing me, but you still dared to appear in front of me."
Obviously, Jin Jiuwu recognized Qin Mengyao's appearance and identity at a glance.
When the five demons of Changbai Mountain chased Han Bai and Qin Mengyao, they naturally shared their information with everyone in Yaojin Dynasty, including Jin Wushu's son, Jin Jiuwu, the first person of Yaojin's young generation.
Qin Mengyao's expression did not change at all, and even under the impact of Jin Jiuwu's momentum, his clothes did not waver.
There is this layer of powerful body-protecting sword energy outside her body, surging like water, making it impossible for any force to get close to her. It shines like moonlight, like a moon palace fairy.
"If I guessed correctly, the prince would have noticed that Mengyao was watching the battle just now, and he must have known that Mengyao would not come to the prince for no reason."
Qin Mengyao's eyes held a gentle smile.
Jin Jiuwu's eyes shrank into a line, piercing Qin Mengyao like lightning:
"I'll give you a word. If you can't impress this prince..."
There was a dangerous look on his face.
The powerful demonic energy has begun to evaporate, and there is a feeling of explosion at any time.
Qin Mengyao's clothes were dancing, her bare hands gently combed her hair, but she began to read the sound transmission with her heart:
"If the prince wants to get the God of War catalog in the thick-backed sword in Chen Xixiang's hand, it is not enough to get the sword. I am the only one who knows how to unlock the secret in the sword, and I also want to get it from him. I want to get back this thing that belongs to me, so Mengyao and the prince have the same purpose."
Hear the words.
Jin Jiuwu's pair of slender red phoenix eyes sparkled with light:
"Only this? Then you will die!"
At the same time as he spoke, he sneered and rushed towards Qin Mengyao.
With this move, the air currents on the cliff immediately rolled like wild waves, and there were also faint sounds of countless howling ghosts and wolves.
With a hand and five fingers like hooks, he reached out and grabbed it.
boom!
Under Jin Jiuwu's move, the air collapsed on a large scale, and the next second it enveloped Qin Mengyao and Xu Qing!
Xu Qing was shocked when he saw this:
"No! This person is out of luck!"
But at the same time.
Choking~~
The clang of a magical sword being unsheathed turned into a substantial surge, spreading in all directions.
Just in the blink of an eye.
Qin Mengyao raised his wrist and pointed the sword pointedly.
Suddenly, the sword shadow pierced the sky in front of him!
Tsk tsk tsk! !
The air that collapsed toward her was easily torn apart by her sword, showing that even though Chen Xixiang was shocked, she was still powerful and terrifying in her power!
Far beyond the realm of Jin Jiuwu.
However, under Jin Jiuwu's claw, his palm turned over!
Shit!
Suddenly, five feet long green light shot out from his palm, like five long nails. It was cold and terrifying, and he immediately grabbed Qin Mengyao's flying wing sword!
clang! clang! clang! clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, with a dull sound like thunder, and as densely as the continuous beating of war drums.
In just one moment, the two collided dozens of times.
Boom!
The two terrifying forces collided, and the soil on the ground rushed upward like a waterfall.
Chi Chi Chi! !
The earth and rocks torn apart with boundless energy were like bomb fragments, ejected to the surroundings!
"Grandmaster?"
Jin Jiuwu noticed Qin Mengyao's true identity, a sneer flashed on his face, he turned his palm again, and the boundless Heavenly Demon Qi in his body surged, and he was about to use his real trump card!
Hooray!
His eyes were filled with a cold light, and another claw came out, and his true energy was actually condensed into a weapon.
Condensed energy into a blade!
But at this moment.
Qin Mengyao suddenly stopped his sword, and a faint tone floated into Jin Jiuwu's ears:
"What if I can make you a true Nine-Five Master?"
In one word.
call!
Jin Jiuwu's claw stopped a foot in front of Qin Mengyao. The light in his eyes flickered and he said in a cold voice:
"What did you say?!!"
A real smile appeared on Qin Mengyao's face:
"Let you become a true Nine-Five Master."
Apparently.
This is her real trump card and bargaining chip.
Why not go find anyone from Zhu Yi or Meng Zanglong? Apart from the reason why Meng Zanglong has not appeared yet, there is only one reason why she came to find Jin Jiuwu even though she was injured.
Jin Jiuwu’s identity as the prince of the Kingdom of Jin.
This is the type of person that Cihang Jingzhai’s descendants from all generations like the most.
Whenever the descendants of Cihang Jingzhai are in troubled times, they enter the world and travel around the world to help the world and look for the real Dragon Emperor.
I heard Qin Mengyao repeat that sentence.
Jin Jiuwu's expression showed strong fluctuations that could not be concealed:
"You dare to play tricks on me? It's up to you!"
Qin Mengyao was not afraid or worried at all, and looked at Jin Jiuwu confidently.
A pair of clear eyes contains a hint of deep meaning:
"Why does your heavenly demon want to hunt down Mengyao? Doesn't the prince know?"
One word fell.
It was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky that struck Jin Jiuwu's heart.
The words of the Five Demons when they went to the Central Plains this time echoed in Jin Jiuwu's heart:
"The fight between the Supreme Heavenly Demon and the Five Saints of the Central Plains caused turbulence in time and space. The Heavenly Demon has a premonition that the future changes of this world may be changed because of those two people."
In other words, Qin Mengyao has the potential to change the future.
In a flash.
Jin Jiuwu's eyes were fixed on Qin Mengyao.
There is a war between heaven and man in my heart.
This woman really has that kind of ability.
He had some doubts.
But he also thought about the unparalleled power of the old Black Mountain demon, and the wisdom and cultivation of the supreme demon. How could the words spoken from his mouth be false? It was obvious that the demon saw the possibility in this woman and was able to attack her. Disrupt the changes in the way of heaven that he controls.
this……
……………………
Chen Xixiang sat cross-legged in the Zhou Mansion for a day.
Zhou Zaoxing, who was entrusted by him, immediately asked someone to purchase all the materials Chen Zhenren needed.
evening.
Chen Xixiang looked at the various wooden sword bars placed in front of him.
He picked them up one by one and finally held one of them:
"Over the course of the day, I tried no less than thirty kinds of peach wood, huanghuali wood, rosewood, apricot wood, etc. In the end, this locust wood was more suitable for the possession of Yin gods. No wonder it is called ghost wood."
Sophora japonica, the ghost in the tree is called Sophora japonica!
If peach wood is the wood with the strongest yang energy among the woods.
So locust wood is the wood with the heaviest yin energy among the woods.
The Yin God is originally Yin, and it is a perfect match with the Sophora japonica tree.
Because of its yin-qi characteristics, the locust tree is often said to be the tree that is most likely to be possessed by ghosts in various legends. Therefore, basically any tree can be planted in the courtyards of many people, but locust trees will never be planted. Trees are easy to attract evil spirits.
Buzz~~
Chen Xixiang pressed the sword with one hand and flicked it slightly, and the wooden sword made a clanging sound.
He looked calm:
"There is still one step left before the Yin Shen and the sword can be integrated into their optimal state."
He held the sword in one hand and held out the other.
This... requires blood.
It was impossible for a wooden sword of this level to cut through his skin, and even an iron sword would have difficulty.
So Chen Xixiang stretched out his hand, and drops of crystal blood oozed out from the skin of his palm, like glowing blood pearls.
He held the sword blade with his palm and smeared the blood beads on the wooden sword, allowing it to completely penetrate into the texture of the wood.
Immediately, his mind jumped, and he got into the wooden sword from his physical body.
"Sure enough, having my own blood in the texture of the wooden sword will make my Yinshen and the wooden sword more integrated. It feels like the sword is my new body."
Chen Xixiang thought about it.
Immediately, the sword shot out from the spot, and even the naked eyes of innate masters could not capture the speed of that instant.
Just a dozen breaths.
Chen Xixiang has transformed into a sword and rushed out of Luoyang City from the Zhou Mansion!
Haunted ten miles away!
Such a terrifying speed, if you want to assassinate a person.
An innate master-level expert, even with the protection of innate Qi, would still be assassinated instantly and his head would be pierced!
After the soul jumped into the sword, Chen Xixiang had a second body, and he could go anywhere in the sky and on the earth.
In just a cup of tea, he has already roared across a hundred miles, and can even go a thousand miles.
It has truly achieved the point of "a flying sword can kill a person's head from a thousand miles away"!
But Chen Xixiang was still worried about his physical body after all, so he circled the entire Luoyang City several times during a cup of tea, and finally turned around quietly.
But this scene fell into the eyes of a young man in black on the top floor of an inn in the city.
The young man has a heroic figure, long hair like a waterfall, black clothes and white skin. There is a special magic power in his whole body.
"Flying sword?!"
He watched helplessly as a sword light flashed above his head. It came and went without a trace. It was too fast to catch with the naked eye. It was so fast that it was unimaginable.
Even if he uses the six senses of the demon that he is good at to sense, it seems that he can't keep up with the average.
That sword was as fast as a flash of thought!
This young man in black with a heroic temperament is none other than Meng Zanglong from the Mongolian Demon Sect.
Young Demon Sect.
"When did someone from the Immortal Sect come to this city?"
Meng Zanglong was alerted by the unexpected flying sword.
At this stage of his cultivation, he has a profound foundation, and his talents and talents are so amazing that among his peers in the world, he is basically only second or third in the eyes.
It can be said that he looks down upon the world and is unparalleled in his domineering power.
Although he is a grandmaster, he can fight against the great master, and even the great master will lose.
How many such people can there be in the world?
After several visits to all the major immortal sects and holy places in the world, it is difficult to find the number of five fingers.
Mengzanglong is one of them.
But even though he is a genius with amazing talents, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how far his current cultivation is compared with a strong man in the fairyland who can truly wield a sword?
Meng Zanglong, who accidentally witnessed the flying sword over Luoyang City, immediately spread the news:
"Hurry and investigate, which fairyland strongman from the Holy Land of the Immortal Sect came to Luoyang."
…………
White Horse Temple.
The Buddhist status of this temple in the entire land of China can be described as supreme.
It can be said to be the 'Longhu Mountain' of Buddhism.
It is the birthplace of Buddhism in the entire Middle Earth and the first temple on the land of China.
This was the first ancestral court where Buddhism was introduced to Eastern China.
However.
But in this Song world, it has now declined to a certain miserable level.
Although Buddhism still has two Immortal Sect holy places in the world today, one is Jinshan Temple and the other is Lingyin Temple, but they can't even take care of themselves, so how can they care about the White Horse Temple with its declining population.
The Baima Temple is desolate. Although it has a great reputation as the ancestral temple of Buddhism, there are only a few dozen monks left.
Master Shiyuan, the presiding monk of White Horse Temple, has been looking sad for many days:
"Why did you choose my White Horse Temple?"
He strummed his rosary beads and sat in front of the statue of Buddha whose paint had peeled off, almost crying without tears.
"I also know that with so many people from the martial arts world in Luoyang, they will cause a bloody storm, but we can't bring all the bloody chaos to my White Horse Temple."
I heard that the proposal to discuss swords in Luoyang was made by Chen Xixiang, who was hired by Zhou Fuyin as the real guest.
Abbot Shi Yuan felt aggrieved:
"There are so many places, but I chose my Buddhist ancestral court. This young master is really not a good person!"
However.
But he couldn't make this decision at all.
In this era when Buddhism was in decline, even the imperial court and Taoism were as close as one line.
After Chen Xixiang revealed the news about the "knife discussion" in Baima Temple, the government immediately sent someone to inform him and asked him to be ready, without giving him a chance to refuse.
So, several days passed in the sound of Abbot Shiyuan's chanting sutras as sorrowfully as a bitter gourd.
soon.
The day has come for this gathering of martial arts heroes.
July 18th.
Today, Chen Xixiang invites all the heroes from the world to come here to discuss swords and decide whose hands will fall into the "Illustrated Book of the God of War", an immortal-level martial arts that has attracted the attention of many people in the martial arts world.
Outside the White Horse Temple.
Da da da~~
Horse hooves roared wildly.
Swish! !
Various figures are moving in the forest!
clang! Clang!
There was also the clash of swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Someone has already begun to fight secretly.
"so many people."
Feng Yizhong looked around.
In front of the White Horse Temple, martial arts people were flocking from all directions.
There were even many people waiting near the White Horse Temple three or four days in advance.
Feng Yizhong from the Nujiao Gang looked at the dilapidated but famous Buddhist ancestral court:
"Today is the day for the sword debate in Luoyang. It is said that the White Horse Temple is divided into three areas. Only by entering the final main hall can you be qualified to fight for the sword from the hands of Chen Xixiang!"
"Wait for that bell to ring!"
Temple entrance.
A young beggar in tattered clothes looked at the inscription at the foot of the mountain and smiled:
"In the same sword debate at Mount Huashan, senior Hong Qigong won the title of Northern Beggar and gained a reputation in the martial arts world. How can I, Tie Xiaoshi, surpass my predecessors!"
Another direction.
Suddenly there was a rustling sound on the ground.
Someone exclaimed:
"snake!"
"So many snakes!"
Tie Xiaoshi heard the sound and saw that there were many snake exorcists dividing their snake teams into east and west, rushing towards the White Horse Temple.
Thousands of snakes.
A passage was left in the middle of the snake team, and dozens of women in white, holding red gauze palace lanterns, came slowly, several feet apart, with a sedan behind them.
Tie Xiaoshi clicked his tongue:
"The little poisonous guy from White Camel Villa."
