The sound of crackling and gentle explosion of flames woke Li Xiaozhu from his deep sleep.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was no longer in the wilderness, but in a strange cave.
There was a bonfire burning beside me, dispelling the darkness and bringing a touch of warmth in the cold night.
Beside the bonfire, a young man wearing a ge robe was sitting, taking off an old bamboo hat.
"Big brother!" Li Xiaozhu cried out in surprise and was about to get up. Unexpectedly, several joints were still sore. She frowned in pain and lay down again.
"Well, it's me." Zhu An heard this and turned to look at her with a smile.
The appearance and voice are exactly the same as in the memory.
Li Xiaozhu stared at this familiar face, his eyes were a little red, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.
After a brush with death, when I open my eyes again, the first thing I see is the person I miss the most. This feeling is indescribable.
"It was my brother who saved me."
She had difficulty moving, so she slowly moved her knees on the ground and moved to the young man's side, trying to hold her brother's hand like before.
As a result, he stretched out his hand, but couldn't touch anything, and passed directly through the young man's body.
"It's not a real person, and it's certainly not an illusion." Zhu An said with a smile, "I have a ray of spiritual thought that lives in the flying sword. It will come out when your life is in danger."
Hearing this, Li Xiaozhu subconsciously groped for his collar. The pocket wooden sword was still hanging around his neck, and the bitten rope was also reattached.
She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the things were still there.
The last scene in my memory is of it falling from the sky bathed in green light, majestic like a magic weapon, scaring the bad guys into fleeing.
The flying sword was more powerful and stunning than she had imagined.
Li Xiaozhu gently held the wooden sword in his hand and looked at the young man beside him with curious eyes.
This mysterious big brother who claimed to be a knight-errant not only gave away a precious flying sword, he was also able to separate his spiritual thoughts and attach them to the sword. This is a method only possessed by a divine alchemist.
Among the human cultivators, body refiners require the least talent and are the most common. Qi refiners require talents and thresholds. Their number is slightly smaller, but they still account for a certain proportion.
As for the god-refining masters who follow the path of god-refining, they are quite rare. The requirements for the talent of the soul are extremely high, and the inheritance is very few. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are only one in a million.
Every god-refining master, even if he only has one level, will become a hot commodity that all the major forces are vying to recruit.
Why would such a person want to be a wandering ranger?
Today's Li Xiaozhu is no longer the eight-year-old girl she was back then. She knows very well that although Jingwei and Youxia'er both fight against evil and help the weak, their situations are completely different.
If my brother is a Mirror Guard, his status will definitely be higher than that of the entire Mirror Guard Commander in Nanyang City.
However, this was their choice. Li Xiaozhu did not ask presumptuously, but carefully put down the pocket wooden sword. Then he suddenly thought of something and smiled:
"It turns out that my brother has been accompanying me in the sword. Then I can chat with you more often?"
Zhu An laughed dumbly and shook his head, "It's just a ray of spiritual thought. It won't last long. It will dissipate after you use the flying sword a few more times."
"Ah?" Li Xiaozhu looked down at the pocket wooden sword and suddenly felt a little distressed. "Isn't that an opportunity already used up? How many more times can we see each other again?"
The little girl who met by chance in the past still misses him so much, which makes Zhu An a little touched.
He stretched out his illusory hand and gently touched Li Xiaozhu's head, just like before.
"Silly girl, I'm not dead. It doesn't matter if my spirit disappears. There will be many opportunities to meet again in the future."
As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo hat and gave instructions in detail:
"Have a rest today and set off as usual tomorrow. Just go to Xingyang. There is no need to worry about Nanyang."
"After arriving in Xingyang, practice diligently and keep a low profile. If you meet a Mirror Guard named Pei Zheng, you can show him the wooden sword and he will take care of you."
Zhu An went to Nanyang before and did not come forward to solve Li Xiaozhu's dilemma. He wanted to use this as a test.
Based on what he had observed over the past few days, the little girl's performance satisfied him very much, and there was nothing to criticize.
The tests of life are sometimes too cruel, so just accept them when they are good.
Next, a period of calm is needed for Li Xiaozhu to practice with peace of mind and improve his realm as quickly as possible.
The second realm of Qi refining is far from enough.
Zhu An hopes that the little girl can grow up quickly and become his right-hand man in the future.
So at this moment, in the cave, he rarely spoke a few more words, like a parent giving advice to a child who is about to leave home.
Beside the warm bonfire, the young man holding a bamboo hat in hand slowly narrated. The young girl held her knees with her hands and sat aside, listening quietly.
The sound of the evening breeze came faintly from outside the cave. The flames in the cave were gently swaying, crackling, and making soft noises.
The atmosphere is extremely peaceful and makes people feel very comfortable...
A mirror guard named Pei Zheng?
Li Xiaozhu blinked. She seemed to have seen this name before. Where did she see it?
Before he could recall it, he saw Zhu An slowly put on the bamboo hat, and his figure immediately became illusory, getting lighter and lighter, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
Li Xiaozhu saw this and said hurriedly: "Brother, from now on I will be in Xingyang, not Nanyang. Do you know your true identity? Can you find it?"
Zhu An smiled slightly, his figure almost transparent.
"Don't worry, as long as you remain the same as before, I will always be able to find you."
Li Xiaozhu raised his head and opened his eyes wide, but there was only an empty cave wall in front of him, and the image of the young man could not be found at all.
However, she did not feel lonely.
With both hands gently pressing the collar in front of his neck, he could touch a small wooden sword.
A ray of spiritual thought from her brother is here to accompany her.
Li Xiaozhu, who had been lonely since childhood, felt so at ease for the first time...
The cold wind whimpers and the evening lights dim.
Yongning City, in front of a brightly lit luxurious mansion.
A man was silent and slowly walked out of the shadows in the corner of the street.
The man was in his forties or fifties, with a square face and a slightly protruding mandible. He appeared to have a steady and deep temperament. At this moment, his face was expressionless, looking straight at the mansion in front of him.
On his waist, there was an exquisite silver-bottomed glazed mirror hanging on the right side, and on the left side was a pure black iron ruler, with half of the ruler open and looking like a square sword.
The square-faced man walked slowly to the door. Without knocking on the door, he pulled out the iron ruler from his waist and made a light stroke.
The thick copper-clad wooden door burst into pieces.
There was chaos in the mansion instantly, with screams, curses, shouts... all kinds of sounds intertwined, like water boiling.
The square-faced man walked in alone.
Outside the mansion, teams of mirror guards were already in place, standing with swords in their hands, surrounding them tightly.
The mirror guards standing at the door were all looking at the man's back with admiration.
The strange weapon that looks like a ruler and a sword in the man's hand has long been famous in Lingnan Road. The practitioners here are all in awe when they hear the word "Iron Ruler Sword". If they have committed crimes, they are even more frightened.
The ruler determines right and wrong, the sword determines life and death.
This does not mean that the Iron Ruler Sword is some kind of magic weapon, but that the person holding the Iron Ruler Sword has a high position, is strong enough, and is tough enough!
In the mansion, the battle has begun, with the screams of swords, the long shadows of swords, the angry roars of the Qi Refiners, and the deep shouts of the Physical Refiners.
The chaos lasted for less than half an hour, and the mansion gradually became quiet.
In the end, there was only a deep voice, "Come in."
The mirror guards filed in, stepped through the pool of blood, and looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, secretly speechless.
The Iron Ruler Sword is still as sharp as ever.
Several flag officers leading the team followed the sound and found a secret alchemy room. The square-faced man was standing in front of the alchemy cauldron.
On the table next to it, a row of white jade boxes were all opened, containing bright red Nine Refined Blood Infant Pills.
Under the table, a jar was also opened. There were dozens of waste elixirs stacked in it. It gave off a foul odor, and something white crawled out of the blood, squirming constantly.
The Jingwei flag officers all had heavy expressions on their faces.
How many lives must be lost to refine these Blood Infant Pills!
Someone looked at the square-faced man, sighed, and said sincerely: "Master Pei, it's all thanks to you this time."
The other flag officers also nodded in greeting.
Among the strong men of the human race, there is blood infant pill being illegally circulated. This information has been known to the top leaders of Jingwei for a long time, but the investigation has made no progress.
Just because the resistance is too great.
The Nine Refined Blood Infant Pills can extend the life of the King of the Five Realms! This alone determines the difficulty of investigating the case.
A few days ago, Mr. Pei Zheng, Mr. Pei, got important clues from unknown sources. After some secret investigation, he identified a famous alchemist in Yongning City.
Just as he was about to lead a search team, senior officials put pressure on him, believing that "the evidence is not sufficient yet and the investigation should continue."
Just when the Mirror Guards were hesitant, Pei Zheng proposed that he would take all the responsibility and search the alchemist's mansion alone!
If any problems arise, colleagues are not responsible.
Being outnumbered is his own misfortune.
Pei Zheng has a very high official rank. As the inspector of the twelve cities of Lingnan Road, he can theoretically control all the mirror guards in the Lingnan area. He has said so, and the mirror guards under him will naturally obey his orders.
So tonight, Tie Chi Jian broke into the house alone.
"Master Pei!"
Another Mirror Guard official hurried in. When he saw the row of bright red pills filled with evil spirits, his face was a little unnatural, and then he whispered in Pei Zheng's ear:
"A prince greeted me and said that these nine blood-refining infant pills are harmful to Tianhe, and it would be a shame for the alchemy gang to die, but -"
The official was a little nervous, swallowed, and continued:
"But the elixir has been refined. If it is destroyed, it will be a waste of manpower and material resources. It is better to seal it or use it for other purposes."
"Other uses?" Pei Zheng sneered silently, "Which prince told you this, and why did he know about it?"
"Master Pei..." the official said with a grimace, "please give me a way to survive."
Pei Zheng waved his hand.
"Go and reply to that prince. Next time something similar happens, come and tell me in person that you, a small flag officer, are not worthy of passing on these words."
The reply was very rude, but the official's expression became much more relaxed, and he backed out while thanking him profusely.
The flag officers nearby witnessed this scene and looked at each other with emotion.
He didn't even show respect to the king at all. This officer was really tough.
Some people are quite envious, but they also know that envy cannot come.
The Inspector Pei in front of him has been the favorite general of His Majesty the Emperor for a long time. He has always attracted the attention of the court and has a bright future. It is estimated that after a few years of gold-plating in Lingnan Road, he will continue to be promoted.
In addition, Pei Zheng became a master of the Fourth Realm when he was thirty-four years old. He is also a rare genius in refining Qi. In time, he may not be able to advance to the Fifth Realm and become the next king of the human race.
With such confidence, I am not afraid of offending the king.
Soon, a dark red black fire stone came in from the mirror guards outside.
Pei Zheng pressed the Xuanhuo Stone with his hand and injected spiritual energy. The temperature in the room rose rapidly. The blazing Xuanhuo spurted out and swept left and right, burning all the Nine Refined Blood Infant Pills on the table and the waste pills under the table. Er Jing.
Someone next to him held up a glass mirror to record the image and keep it as evidence.
After all the Blood Infant Pills were burned away, Pei Zheng looked a little tired and waved his hand: "You guys go about your business, I'll take a rest."
The mirror guards quickly moved out of the way, bowed respectfully, and watched the envoy leave the alchemy room.
The night is full of fire and light, and the whole city is quiet except for the hustle and bustle here.
In a remote and deserted attic in the mansion, Pei Zheng quietly appeared on the roof, standing with his hands behind his hands, silently gazing at the distant starry sky with mixed emotions.
The human race seems to be strong and prosperous, but in the dark corners that cannot be seen, it is gradually decaying.
This situation makes people worried.
Pei Zheng's eyes flickered and he had some guesses in his mind.
"Master, you secretly trained me, is it just to clear away these corruptions?"
He sighed, folded his hands, and faced the gentle evening breeze.
"Today, I am lucky enough to live up to my fate."
Then he turned around and went downstairs, quickly walked out of the mansion, and said to the bodyguard who followed him:
"I will go to Nanyang, and you will stay here to supervise."
After saying that, the iron ruler sword from his waist flew out automatically and lay flat on the ground.
Pei Zheng took one step forward, and the Iron Ruler Sword carried him into the sky. He was gone in an instant, and his figure disappeared into the night sky.
…
In the realm of the demon clan, there are large areas where there is no place to live. In the dense forests, on the mountains, on the banks of the rivers... there are fierce battles between the hawk demon and the ape demon almost everywhere, and the tribes affiliated with the demon kings on both sides have also come out to join one after another. Warband.
Countless trees were broken, mountains and rocks were cracked, the lake was dyed bright red, and smoke and dust lingered in the air like a sandstorm.
At this time, a cold voice fell from the clouds, spreading out like ripples and quickly sweeping across the entire battlefield.
"The Emperor has something to say: This farce must end."
The demon clansmen on both sides were almost red-eyed when they heard this. They were all startled when they heard this. They quickly calmed down and stepped away. They raised their ears and waited for their demon king to speak.
"Withdraw." The majestic figure of the Black-Winged Eagle King hovered in the air.
"Children, all go home." The mountain ape king carried a huge stone stick on his shoulders and stood taller than the hillside next to him.
The group of demons dispersed one after another, but the two demon kings still stayed in place, looking up and asking:
"What are the orders from Emperor Zun?"
The voice from the clouds falls:
"There are a few remnants of the Iron-Eating Clan scattered around, but they have long since ceased to exist. They can be hunted and killed when they encounter them. There is no need to go to great lengths - next time if this matter is used as a reason to provoke a dispute, the Emperor will punish them."
After hearing this, the Mountain Ape King glanced at the Black Eagle King proudly, "Did you hear that, our clan has checked the territory and found no trace of the iron-eating beast at all. You are just causing trouble!"
The Black Eagle King snorted coldly and stopped arguing.
The voice in the cloud continued: "The Emperor has issued a decree: You two clans should rest immediately and prepare for a big battle."
The Mountain Ape King was a little confused, "War? With whom?"
"Human race, King Changling is dead."
"What?" The two demon kings were a little shocked, and immediately showed a deep joy.
"The opportunity has come..."
