"My name is Cangshui, and my nickname is Yun Che. Unfortunately, I was infected by the devil. I used a secret method to escape my soul, and I died together with the devil in the void outside the territory. I only left a thought of my spiritual consciousness, waiting for the fate. What is contained in the jade cylinder is not passed down by my purple bamboo forest. The secret - "Jinglian Dharma" should be cherished and loved, and it will live up to the fate of immortality..."
The gentle male voice gradually faded away. After a moment of burning incense, purple light entered the body. A purple lotus suddenly appeared between Zhu Ling'er's eyebrows, and then disappeared. The spiritual pressure around her body surged, like a landslide and a tsunami, and she suddenly returned to calm.
The invisible power that enveloped Yuan Qing disappeared instantly without a trace as the purple light converged. He stepped in front of Zhu Ling'er, who was as motionless as a wood carving and clay sculpture. The young man looked nervous. Seeing that his face was calm and peaceful, he felt a little at ease. However, he was at a loss for the moment and could only stand aside stupidly.
After another stick of incense, bursts of purple light appeared all over Zhu Ling'er's body, and the spiritual pressure on her body fell layer by layer like a tide, until it was almost gone.
The young man hurriedly used his spiritual thoughts to explore it, but it was like running into an iron wall, unable to get an inch forward. With a thought in his heart, he moved the clear sword heart, and his mind suddenly became clear. He glanced at the girl, walked to the side and sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and fell into concentration.
A few hours passed by in a blink of an eye, and the spiritual pressure on the girl's body increased from vague to non-existent, gradually reaching the point where the foundation building was complete, and she was only a hair away from forming a core.
At the same time, waves of clear sword sounds came from the young man's body, and the chants continued like a wisp, and then the sword energy came out of the body, sharp and unstoppable.
Not long after, the sound of swords suddenly stopped, and both of them opened their eyes. The purple light of the swords intertwined, and the dark room suddenly became bright.
Yuan Qing put away the sword with a clear heart, walked to Zhu Ling'er, and concentrated on sensing its changes; the latter seemed to be in a state of ecstasy, slowly opened his palm, and a crystal purple lotus suddenly appeared, soft and hazy, like a fairy or an illusion.
Looking at the slowly rotating purple lotus and feeling the pure spiritual power contained in it, the young man was secretly frightened. If Zhu Ling'er's aura was cold to the bone before, mixed with a bit of innocence and innocence, then at this moment, she was as kind as water and too forgetful of emotion.
After a long while, Zhu Ling'er waved away the purple lotus and smiled faintly at the boy beside her. Then she walked to the stone platform and picked up the jade tube. She put it away solemnly and said softly: "The owner of this room is Yun Che from Zizhu Lin. I don't know how many years ago. He has passed away, leaving a trace of his spiritual thoughts to pass on his skills to me. Now all my skills have been replaced by the supreme secret code of the Purple Bamboo Forest. The cause and effect are complete, and the fortune and misfortune are unpredictable."
"Purple Bamboo Forest?" Yuan Qing heard the confusion and asked: "Which sect is it?"
"Purple Bamboo Forest is the so-called pure residence of Luyou San people. It is located overseas and has been hidden in the world for a long time. It is not known how to live, and it is rare for Yuanying Zhenren to see it."
Yuan Qing thought for a moment, and then said: "In this case, this purple bamboo forest is inevitable in the future."
Seeing the serious look on the young man's face, Zhu Ling'er couldn't help but chuckle. She instantly changed back to her innocent girl appearance and said playfully, "I'll have to trouble the Yuanda Sword Immortal to accompany me all the way."
Yuan Qing chuckled and replied: "That depends on whether the price paid by Fairy Zhu is enough. Let's not talk about anything else. A fairy brew like Chiyan needs ten altars."
When Zhu Ling'er heard this, her eyes were as bright as the moon, but her tone was as cold as ice: "Sword Immortal Yuanda is becoming more and more fond of drinking!" At the same time, the purple lotus appeared in his hand, and arcs were wrapped around it, making a crackling sound.
When Yuan Qing saw this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and his thoughts changed rapidly. Suddenly Fulin hugged the girl's waist with a heartfelt feeling, looked at each other, and said in a deep voice: "To the end of the world, life and death are with us."
Zhu Ling'er exclaimed. She wanted to give the disciple a blow with her hand, but after hearing the words, she couldn't help but give up her spell. She put her hands around the young man's waist and leaned softly on his strong chest, with a smile on her face. meaning.
It seemed like it had been a thousand years, and it seemed like it was only a moment. Zhu Ling'er coughed lightly, and the two of them separated. The girl's cheeks were slightly red, but Yuan Qing waved his sleeves, showing a natural and indifferent look.
After a while, the blush on Zhu Ling'er's face faded, she glanced at the young man who was still posing, and hummed softly: "Huh, let's go." After saying that, she walked out of the cave.
Yuan Qing smiled slightly and followed suit leisurely.
"Ling'er," he suddenly said out loud when he reached the stone gate: "I took down the entire piece of spirit-transforming sapphire earlier. You can also take some. It will be of great use in refining magic weapons in the future." He waved his hand. There are several more green jasper stones on the ground.
Zhu Ling'er nodded and put them all into the storage bag with a flash of purple light. When she saw Yuan Qing walking straight out of the cave, she was a little surprised and asked aloud: "This mysterious gold is also a very precious material, don't you want it?" Have you collected them together?”
Yuan Qing smiled faintly: "Not to mention that this Sanren Yun Che has half a master's friendship with you, just this wisp of residual thoughts that can bind people invisible and shocking cultivation is worthy of the incomparable respect of our descendants. With inheritance and spiritual jade, how dare Are you planning on something else? Let’s leave the Xuanjin to the seniors for the purpose of sealing the tomb.”
Zhu Ling'er smiled and took out the ball with her free hand. The stone door slowly closed, making a muffled "rumbling" sound, like a sigh of endless years.
When Yuan Qing came to the entrance of the cave, he searched the five-mile radius with his spiritual thoughts, but saw no sign of the monster. He immediately put away the array weapon, and after briefly identifying the direction, he and Zhu Ling'er took off hand in hand and flew towards the north of Liangshan Mountain.
Shortly after the two left, several palm-sized yellow birds fluttered their wings from the dense forest near the waterfall. One followed behind the two, and the rest dispersed in their incarnations and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Let us also say that Yuan and Qing were walking through the forest at low altitude. During this period, their consciousness was greatly expanded, and they flew for more than ten miles without incident.
After walking for more than ten miles, I suddenly felt waves of spiritual energy coming from ahead, followed shortly by several explosions. The two looked at each other and without hesitation, they used their magic power and flew forward at full speed.
A few miles away, they arrived in the blink of an eye, and saw five three-foot-tall colorful tigers attacking fiercely around a golden shield. Inside the shield, a thin woman in a red robe sat cross-legged. Her face was pale, her hair was in a messy bun, her mouth was bloody, her eyes were red, and the aura around her body was trembling with the flickering of the light shield. She was at the end of her strength and struggling to hold on.
Behind the woman lay a man, covered in blood, with his left arm missing. There were several long and narrow wounds on his chest, with bones visible. His face was pale and his breathing was weak.
Sensing the intruder, the two tiger monsters continued to attack the shield, while the remaining three grinded their teeth and rubbed their palms, letting out low roars, wandering around uncertainly, ready to make a move.
When the woman saw the visitor, hope ignited in her despairing eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but the aura around her was scattered and she could not speak.
"Roar!" The three demons took the lead and attacked the two of them with a green wind blade that was several feet long and carried bright white claws.
Yuan Qing had already entered the realm of clear sword heart. With a clear sword cry, a crystal-clear giant sword about ten feet long volleyed down in the air. Its claws and wind blades were all incompatible. It cut a tiger into two pieces in one glance, and it was full of blood. land.
The giant sword kept flying to the shield. The young man appeared, moving his sword like a wheel, and the ten-foot silver sword swept across, forcing the other four tigers back dozens of feet.
Zhu Ling'er was sitting on the lotus platform, making secrets with her hands, muttering words in her mouth, and the shadow of a purple lotus was looming between her eyebrows. Gradually, a water lotus appeared on his chest, with purple light and several lotus seeds growing in its heart, covered with thunder patterns.
Twisting out a grain with a light hand, flicking it with a flick of the finger, thunder exploded, and the demon tiger flew out upside down, its whole body scorched black. Before he could stand up, the thunder sounded again, rumbling and rolling, and after a few rings, there was only a pile of charred residue on the ground.
Looking at Zhu Ling'er again, her expression was cold, with no trace of sadness or joy.
When the lightning suddenly appeared, the three tigers flew towards the two of them, but were slashed back to their original positions by Yuan Qing's swords. At this time, they became more ferocious, roaring in unison, using their mouths and claws at the same time. Suddenly the wind covered the sun, the claws covered the sky, and the momentum was overwhelming. There is no difference in time.
Zhu Ling'er pulled out the purple jade hairpin on her head, and with a slight stroke, a blade of light shot through the air. It annihilated a large piece of claw light. At the same time, she sat down on the jade lotus and gently swirled it, raising a layer of green light curtain, blocking the remaining wind blades. Down.
Yuan Qing swung his sword flatly, and the sword wind surged. The sword light turned into a waterfall and the sword energy poured down. No matter the claws, awns or blades, when encountering the sword, they turned into stars and flowing fireflies, scattered with the wind. Occasionally, there were fish that slipped through the net. If it hits the protective light, it will only cause a few ripples.
Seeing this, the tiger demon repeated its old tricks, but this time the torrent was attacking Yuan Qing and the female cultivator behind him. At the same time, the troops were divided into two groups, two pounced on Zhu Ling'er, and one lurked behind the torrent, waiting for an opportunity.
Zhu Ling'er flicked it casually, and the hosta in her hand turned into a dazzling purple light and stabbed a tiger. Then she gently twisted it with her bare hands, picked the lotus in her hand, and sent it away leisurely. The purple lotus suddenly disappeared, and then appeared under the other tiger.
The flowers and leaves were rippling in the water, and the cold light was shining. With a slight turn, the giant tiger on it was cut into a pile of corpses. The hosta came and went without a trace, but was repeatedly blocked by the tiger demon and failed to make any achievements.
Seeing this, Zhu Ling'er's expression remained unchanged. She chanted the formula silently for a moment, and two purple lotuses with thunderous light appeared in front of her. They trembled slightly and then disappeared.
On the other side, Yuan Qing faced the torrent without changing his expression, and pointed out the seal, breaking the water and turning in the air. The shadows of the swords were like wheels, forming a curtain one after another, and there was a loud crackling sound for a while.
After a few moments of leaning, the sword curtain collapsed, almost unable to hold up. The young man tapped his sword lightly, and the sword curtain instantly turned into a waterfall of sword energy, extinguishing together with the wind blade and claw light, and then several swords came out to annihilate the torrent.
At this time, a large and colorful tiger suddenly pounced on him, its mouth wide open, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils.
The young man was indifferent and waved a moon-like sword light.
The color in the tiger demon's eyes flashed away. The tiger's claws were sharp and the cold light was shining. He was about to smash the monk in front of him into pieces with one palm. Suddenly, a purple lotus appeared silently under his feet. There were bursts of thunder and electric arcs, and he was suddenly covered in blood. Paralyzed, frozen in place for a moment.
The next moment, the silver moon reached his body, there was a muffled "puff" sound, blood spattered seven feet, and a big tiger head rolled to the ground.
Then there was a wailing sound, and the last tiger was passed by Zhang Xu's light blade, and a purple lotus beneath him was slowly dissipating.
Silver clouds flashed past, Yuan Qing put the five tiger heads into the black storage bag, and at the same time withdrew from the realm of the sword's heart. Zhu Ling'er's purple light converged and fell beside him.
"Senior Sister Han?"
Han Hongrui was still in shock and couldn't help herself. Five level four monsters chased him and his eldest brother until they had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth. They even exploded several magic weapons and still fell into a desperate situation. They were killed by the two of them in just a few encounters, especially this Yuan. Junior brother, it seems that he is in the middle stage of foundation building.
When she heard the young man's cry, she dispersed the spell, and the light shield turned into a golden bead and fell on his hand. He struggled to get up and wanted to bow down and salute, but he didn't expect that his feet were weak and he fell to the ground.
Zhu Ling'er gently helped the female cultivator up, holding the purple light in her palm against her vest.
Han Hongrui felt a stream of clear water pouring into her body, spreading all over the sky. Her injuries were healing rapidly, and her long-depleted Qi was like rain, and her magic power was gradually growing.
Yuan Qing walked to the man's side, took out a green talisman and attached it to his body, then released the spirit boat to lift it up, and said lightly: "Let's go, we can't stay here for long."
As soon as he finished speaking, a high-pitched bird song came, and then several large green-winged birds appeared on the horizon. In the blink of an eye, they flew above everyone's heads and kept circling.
Then there was a commotion in the forest, and fire pythons, big tigers, gray wolves, and green bulls emerged from all sides, surrounding the four people.
A three-foot-long white tiger slowly emerged from the crowd, and on top of it stood a little civet cat beast, all white in color, looking down at Yuan Qing and Zhu Ling'er with a look of dismay on his face.
"Ling'er, you protect the two Han family members and leave first. I will find a way to escape." The young man's faint voice sounded in Zhu Ling'er's sea of consciousness.
Zhu Ling'er silently put a brilliant talisman in the young man's hand and said, "This is the Baili instant talisman. I'll wait for you in Beiliang Mountain." Her tone was firm and decisive.
The young man turned his palm to put away the talisman, and then gently shook the girl's catkin.
The little beast's pale golden eyes reflected the two people's small movements, and they were ice-cold. Slowly opened his small mouth, revealing two fangs.
"Meow."
