"bump!"
In one of the halls of the Hanging Treasure Pavilion, the floor was in a mess and full of broken objects.
Jade bottles, teapots, cups, fruit plates...
Scattered all over the ground.
"Go and ride the horse, noble man!"
Thinking of Fang Longye's smiling face, Yun Ting wanted to punch him into bloom.
She admits~
Indeed, without this Dragon Lord, I am afraid that I would not be able to become a prehistoric alien species.
But it wasn't like she didn't give up. She gave her body to him as compensation.
Furthermore, he can also benefit a lot from the baptism of disaster.
Not to mention anything else, the evil dragon-patterned spear transformed under her nose.
What's more~
She didn't believe that if he was really aware of the danger at that time, would he still accept her request for help, practice dual cultivation with her, and help her transform?
The most important thing is,
Under his eyes, he looked at the fetters surrounding him.
In the soul, it is in the form of a thread that leads to nowhere. It is sparse and slender, seemingly inconspicuous, but extremely strong.
unbreakable.
No matter what methods she used, she could not break it.
Somehow, Yun Ting had long understood that the other party in this bond was Fang Longye.
It was the sequelae of her previous use of the "String to Concentric Technique" to connect with Fang Longye's numerology and survive the calamity.
Originally, using the secret method of "Thread-pulling Concentric Technique" for dual cultivation would not create such a bond.
But unfortunately, Yun Ting used this secret method from the Yuanyang clan to connect Fang Longye with her numerology within a certain period of time, helping her share the calamity that befell the world.
Maybe he did this because he took a shortcut and took advantage of a coincidence. It may also be that this secret method has been refined and mutated in the catastrophes befallen by heaven and earth...
All in all, this weird bond developed between Yun Ting and Fang Longye.
Based on the cause and effect of Fang Longye's kindness to her, an extremely unfair bond was formed for her.
It is not like a master-servant contract, but better than a master-servant contract.
After Yun Ting vented her anger, she returned to the Yun couch and sat cross-legged, staring blankly at the invisible thread wrapped around her body.
So slender, so inconspicuous, as if it could be easily torn off.
Feel the effect of this bond that has arisen in the dark.
With Fang Longye as his benefactor, he can never be freed from his shackles. Even as time changes, she will gradually develop feelings for him. In the end, it is so intense that you can beat or kill at will until death.
This was the real reason why Yun Ting broke through Fang Longye's teasing earlier.
Otherwise, with her pursuit of the great road, she really wouldn't care about these verbal teases and a little bit of love.
The key is that what Fang Longye said is true.
As time goes by, she will gradually lose herself and deliver herself to the other party.
No, it’s not so much losing yourself as changing yourself.
What is lost can be recovered, but change is a transformation from the heart. Although he is aware of his own changes, he is still happy with it.
Lost forever, with no chance of recovery.
"So, the disaster is not really over, right?"
Yun Ting murmured to herself, took out a small wine flask, and drank directly into her mouth without using a wine cup.
Love disaster!
This fate that changed the expression of the female cultivator in the earthly immortal world appeared in her heart.
How similar?
The difference is that love disasters occur silently, and most of them happen in an instant, and I cannot detect them at all.
But she knew this unfinished fate, but she could only watch herself change little by little, and fall in love with the other person she was bound to.
Nothing can be done.
How cruel?
When I think that one day I will fall in love with Fang Longye, I will change myself as he said jokingly, step into that cage with joy, and become a canary that pleases people.
Yun Ting felt frightened for a while.
Before his eyes, he imagined the flattering gesture he would show when facing Fang Longye in the future. She threw the wine bottle on the ground.
"Clang-"
"No, absolutely not!"
The wine flows, and the refreshing aroma of wine fills the surrounding area.
Yun Ting, the Skylark King, flashed a cold light in his eyes and said fiercely: "There must be a solution! Even if I risk my life, I will not allow myself to end up in this situation."
actually--
She didn't realize that she had been affected.
Because the thought of trying to kill Fang Longye directly and get it over with had never occurred to him.
Yun Ting calmed down, walked out of the Hanging Pavilion, and walked around the island.
A rugged rockery is in sight, and there are two or three rows of frost trees.
Surrounding the rockery is a pond. The water in the pool is green and dense.
At first glance, it looks like a green mirror with no bottom.
Yun Ting didn't speak, she just watched her figure reflected in the water in the pool quietly.
There was determination in his eyes.
"Leave tomorrow! Visit famous mountains and find experts. We must get rid of this bondage!"
Childhood memories came to mind.
…
A little sparrow demon who has not yet completely transformed, under the guidance of his mother, is learning "Zhuangzi" which is popular in Luzhou, Beiju.
"Xu and Xuejiu laughed and said: 'I will rise and fly, grab the elm and stick and stop, but the time will not come, and I will only control the ground. How can I go south for ninety thousand miles?'... scolded the goose and laughed. He said: "Is he laughing at you? I jumped up, but only a few feet down, soaring among the basils. I am also flying here. Is he laughing at you?"... Therefore, it is said: The best person has no self. , Gods and men have no merit, and saints have no name.”
"Mother, what Zhuangzi said is wrong. I also want to fly very high. It's better to be higher than the sun in the sky! I also want to see the difference between the North Sea and the South China Sea, but I can't do it~"
The little bird demon said angrily.
"The sages only used this as an example to explain the truth." Mother explained.
The sun was warm, but seeing that she was still angry, her mother picked her up and combed her feathers.
He smiled and comforted her and said: "Our Tiao'er really has ambitions. In this way, when you grow up, you can tell him in person, senior, you are wrong, Yanque also has the ambition of Tunan!"
"Where is Zhuangzi? Where should I find him?"
"I heard that it is in the land of Beiming."
"Huh? So far?"
"Yes~ But I believe our little girl can definitely do it." Mother smiled gently.
"That's right!" She jumped out of her mother's arms with joy, flew to a towering ancient tree, and spread her wings.
Some milky childish sounds echoed among the trees.
"One day, I will carry my weight up to the sky, cross the North Sea, and enter the far north. I will say to Grandpa Zhuangzi that sparrows also have great ambitions~"
…
Yun Ting regained her composure and looked up at the sky.
"Yes, I am going to the land of Beiming to discuss the Tao with that person."
"How can you fall down in the middle of the road? Become someone else's pet?"
The next day.
The watery land where Honghu Immortal Mansion is located.
A qi machine rushed out, rushed up to the bullfighting, filled the sky and the earth, and dispersed suddenly.
Thousands of layers of snow waves stirred up.
In the strong wind that filled the sky, there were bursts of bird calls, ever-changing and strange sounds.
The sound came out, clearer than a luan phoenix, more domineering than a dragon's roar, mighty and reverberating everywhere.
In the midst of the halo, a majestic bird, like a ferocious bird carrying the sky on its back, drives the clouds and spreads its wings to soar.
In an instant, it disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.
…
Cangmang Mountain.
In the middle of a pavilion garden.
The clouds blend with the rock color, and the spring flowers top it.
The faint and deep light spreads out, rushing up and down, like a dragon.
Fang Longye, who had returned to his dojo, smiled as he recalled what he had gained from his trip.
Lying on her back in Qingli's arms, she swallowed the spiritual fruit she brought to her mouth, and listened happily to the drums, harps, and shengs played by several dragon girls from Zhou Za, and chanted softly.
In his hand, he was rubbing the Coiling Dragon Spear, which was the size of a writing brush. The evil spirit was hidden and its edge was no longer there.
It seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is a mysterious thing.
As he experienced the baptism of the previous disaster, he became more and more extraordinary.
If you look carefully, you can notice that this magic weapon wrapped with dragon patterns reveals a charm that will last forever.
The evil spirit that originally came from the fragments of the tiger's soul has also undergone some refinement, and has completely sunk into the inside of the Coiling Dragon Spear.
And~
Fang Longye flipped his palm, and the "Dragon-Slaying Sword" appeared in his hand. The thin blade was like cicada wings, and it still had strange patterns on it.
It's just that there are no more blood stains in the pattern, it is clear and bright, and the outline is like dragon scales.
The sword roared suddenly, like a dragon roaring.
The moon is frosty, the branches are covered with snow, and the sound is clear and cold. The sound is simple and direct, and contains a kind of ferocity that lingers.
The light revealed by the entire sword body is no longer the color of blood, but is filled with five-color brilliance, giving it a look that has been sharpened and washed away.
Under the baptism of Yun Ting's catastrophe, this high-grade spiritual treasure, which had been refined and tempered by Fang Longye's spirit and spirit, and entangled in all kinds of ways, had been completely refined by him.
Looking at this reborn divine sword, Qingli's beautiful eyes behind him were filled with splendor.
After giving a spiritual fruit to Fang Longye, she praised: "What a divine sword!" Then, she turned around and sighed: "It's just that some pearls are hidden~"
Fang Longye didn't laugh and said: "What, you like this sword?"
"Who doesn't like being a monk who uses a sword?"
"Don't think about it~" Fang Longye flicked the sword blade and kept chanting, "Young master, I have just refined it. This is a top-grade perfect level spiritual treasure, and it will last even if you use Taiyi."
"I really want me to replace it for you to use after I attain Daluo~"
"You'd better build your own portable fairy sword!"
Although he did not practice swordsmanship, he had completely refined this top-grade, perfect-level spiritual treasure during his True Immortal stage. It has become the most powerful method in his hand at present, so it is naturally valued by him.
It can be said that this gives him a trump card.
"It seems that I have to take the time to practice swordsmanship. After all, such a high-grade, perfect-level spiritual treasure was completely refined by me while it was still in the True Immortal stage.
For a long time, I am afraid it will be my strongest method. It would be too wasteful to rely solely on the power of Lingbao to defeat the enemy. "Fang Long said secretly in his ambition.
Of course, his first weapon will be the Coiling Dragon Spear. However, doesn’t the combination of guns and swords sound quite exciting?
"Okay, young master~" Seeing that Fang Longye rejected his secret attempt, Qingli didn't have any emotions.
After all, this is just a delusion of a good swordsman.
"Why is it still called the Dragon-Slaying Sword?"
She tilted her head and asked with a smile: "Master, haven't you decided on the name of the sword yet?"
As the person closest to Fang Longye under his command, he naturally understands his practice.
Fang Longye smiled and said: "Let's call it the Judgment Immortal Sword! The Judgment Immortal God Sword~"
Of course, it also has the meaning of killing an immortal like cutting clothes~
Say it.
Qiang——
There was a sword chant, and the divine sword shook slightly, which was particularly joyful.
The inscription on the hilt of the sword is filled with fairy light, and the seal characters are floating and floating. The two words "Cutting Immortal" jump out on it, replacing the original name of "Slaying the Dragon".
The information about the true name of this divine sword in heaven and earth has also changed, and Taixian Sword has become its only true name.
Putting away the Immortal Tailoring Sword, Fang Longye tasted happily the spiritual fruit that Qingli brought to his mouth.
Yeah, sweet and delicious.
I really have to thank Yun Ting for this little sparrow! Fang Longye secretly said.
Not only did it bring me a lot of opportunities, a double practice also solved many problems in my practice.
It also gave me a deeper understanding of the next path of rebelling against my innateness. Not to mention, in the end, I directly lost everything to myself.
Looking at the thread lingering on his body that was difficult for others to see, Fang Longye stirred his thoughts, and thousands of rays of light arose.
In his opinion, this is just a kite string! No matter how high or far she flies, she will still fall into his palm in the end.
It's just that I don't know which boss took her as a favor and gave it to him.
There was nothing that surprised him. In his previous workplace, this kind of thing happened all the time.
"Such a gift is a good favor." Fang Long couldn't help but praise the big boss's empty-handed tactics.
As one of the first-generation alien species that has successfully transformed, it occupies the first place, which is naturally extraordinary.
As seen before, after Yun Ting's transformation was successful, she had the same good fortune.
To accept such a beauty, not to mention other things, just the blessing of luck to him cannot be underestimated.
What's more, although some prehistoric alien species are just acquired abilities, their special abilities are so mysterious that they can even surpass innate creatures.
Thinking of Yun Ting's devouring power after her transformation, Fang Longye was full of expectations for it.
“I don’t know what the real name the little bird would give to the species it transformed into?”
That's right, when faced with the favor offered by this unknown boss, Fang Longye naturally chose to accept it all and happily accepted it.
As a person with vested interests, he will not be a good person when he gets an advantage, and he will not say anything about dirty methods and dark things in the world.
In this regard, the old senior Xuanyuan Huangdi seems to have a lot in common with him.
Some secret information about Xuanyuan Huangdi came to mind.
All of them were granted to me by Gu Luo in the past.
For people with great luck like them, who are valued by others, not only will pies fall from the sky, but also beauties will fall from the sky.
The Three Thousand Royal Women was never a subjective initiative exerted by this boss.
Most of them entered his harem one by one during his rise.
To be disrespectful, even the Patriarch Yinglong didn’t come to the door in the first place?
He, Fang Longye, has never been the first person to receive such treatment, nor will he be the last person.
Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.
Thinking of this, he smiled, and then he took Qingli in his arms and disappeared into the palace not far away amid his sweet voice.
Show off your talents~
…
After March.
Skyrocket.
In a palace in Longying Cave.
The cauldron spits out green smoke, curling up like clouds.
The skylight from all directions shines into it, making it colorful and clear.
Fang Longye sat on the cloud couch and told the subordinates below: "Later, after Qingli and I leave. For matters inside and outside the dojo, Ao Ying will take the lead, with Jing Huan and Lu Ming as auxiliaries. . You all are good at looking after your family. I will give you a reward when I return."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we are working hard to guard the dojo and will never slack off."
"Your Majesty, please feel free to make this trip to the Demon Master's Mansion!"
"Your Majesty,..."
Everyone clapped their chests in assurance, and the crowd was full of emotions.
Seeing this, Fang Longye nodded and said, "That's good!"
After saying that, he took out the building order sent by the old turtle, or in other words, the building order sent by the Jiao Demon King.
In Beiju Luzhou, establishing a demon workshop that is recognized and protected by the Demon Master's Mansion naturally requires registration and other matters with the Demon Master's Mansion.
After all, strictly speaking, the master of the demon studio can be regarded as a formal member of the demon master's mansion.
Therefore, this building order, in addition to proving identity, also has another function, which is to open a space passage directly to the Demon Master's Mansion.
Therefore, getting a building order is a great opportunity for the demon immortals in Luzhou, Beiju.
Having prepared everything, Fang Longye urged the bronze-colored building order in his hand.
A pleasant sound resounded, and layers of halo spread in all directions, circle after circle.
Then the mighty clouds were derived and turned into exquisite Taoist talismans, which would fall to the ground from time to time, making a tinkling sound and causing ripples.
A mottled bronze portal appeared in front of Fang Longye.
Then, the sound of gears turning came, and the door gradually opened, revealing a colorful halo, with many scenes that could not be clearly seen.
There was no crisis warning, so Fang Longye did not hesitate and jumped in with Qingli.
As the two people entered, the scene in the palace gradually turned from dark to light, and finally disappeared.
Only the aftertaste remains, which lasts for a long time.
Nearly 5,000 words~ I lay on the bed at night, typing on my mobile phone, and fell asleep while writing. It was supposed to be published at around two o'clock.
(End of chapter)
