Ever since he heard Lao Zhangtou tell the story of his fall from the second level to the ninth level in the Longmen Inn in the Gobi West Desert, Wei Changtian had never used the Moon Sword even once, whether in a dream or in reality.
Looking back now, he was only at the fifth level at that time, but he could already use the Moon Sword to perform moves with "power".
But now, when Wei Changtian used the Moon Sword again at the third-level realm with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he realized that this sword technique was more terrifying than he imagined.
No wonder Qin Zhengqiu could kill three thousand soldiers with one move and stop the battle with one sword. ． ． ． ． ．
Not to mention the Tian-level Guichen Sword, even the last form of the Luoqiong Sword, which was rated as a "pseudo-immortal" by the system. ． ． ． ． ． Although Wei Changtian has not yet mastered it, he can be sure that it is more than one and a half stars behind compared to the Moon Sword.
Moreover, his Moon-Chasing Sword had only reached the Pure Qing realm before, and he had only broken through to Small Perfection after today's battle.
Little Perfection.
Not only was Wei Changtian not at all happy, but he actually felt uneasy for the first time because of his breakthrough in martial arts.
Because the feeling of losing control is too great. ． ． ． ． ．
He was clearly conscious, but not completely sober.
He can obviously control his limbs, but he seems to be being manipulated.
Wei Changtian could clearly feel that in every move he made with the Moon Sword, the "power" contained in it did not belong to him, but seemed to belong to the "sword technique" itself.
This feeling is like. ． ． ． ． ． The Moon Sword is alive.
It is a very incredible and terrifying thing to know that martial arts "turn against guests".
Normally speaking, if the same martial skill is practiced by different people, the results obtained must be "different from person to person", and the final performance should be more or less different.
But the Moon Picking Sword is completely the opposite.
Wei Changtian can be sure that if all those who have learned the Moon Sword are at the same level, they will exert exactly the same power.
And this means that in the relationship between people and swordsmanship, swordsmanship actually occupies a dominant position.
Actually, all of the above are fine.
After all, to many people, it doesn't matter who is dominant, as long as the martial arts skills are awesome enough.
The same goes for Wei Changtian.
What really frightened him about the Moon Sword was actually his thoughts after he had just become "obsessed".
At that time, after killing the group of men in black, the formation dispersed and he saw the people outside the formation.
However, his first reaction at that time was not the ease of escaping from death, nor the exhilaration of a desperate counterattack, but. ． ． ． ． ．
Kill them.
That's right.
At that time, Wei Changtian only had these four words in his mind, and the reason was very simple——
As long as I kill them, I can absorb their cultivation and I can become stronger.
This is the most primitive desire for power, an extremely greedy and unrestrained desire.
Judging from the results, Wei Changtian was still able to control himself at that moment and did not actually swing the knife.
But this idea is real.
Until Yang Liushi ran over and hugged him, calming him over and over again. ． ． ． ． ． This thought weakened little by little, and finally dissipated.
It was obvious that Wei Changtian had returned to normal at this time.
But he didn't know if he would ever fall into that state again.
Will it be okay if I no longer use the Moon Sword?
Or is it that the influence has already been exerted subtly?
Wei Changtian closed his eyes tightly, countless questions flashed through his mind.
Then at a certain moment, he suddenly thought of Qin Zhengqiu.
He thought of the latter falling from the sky outside Guanghan City, killing three thousand soldiers of Zhenshan Camp with one sword, and also "killed" himself with his hands.
He thought of the question that the latter suddenly asked outside Huailing City: "Only one person can become an immortal."
Maybe my previous guess was true. ． ． ． ． ． Qin Zhengqiu really wanted to kill himself.
At least, he must have thought so. ． ． ． ． ．
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A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian finally slowly sat up from the bluestone.
"Be careful!"
Yang Liushi had already helped him put his clothes back on and was following him step by step, fearing that he would lose strength and fall again.
However, Wei Changtian felt that he had no big problem.
Although as long as he takes a "Tian Yuan Dan" in the system that can instantly restore all internal strength, he will be alive and kicking in the next second.
But now that the crisis has been resolved, there is really no need to spend this wasted money.
Save if you can!
"It's okay, I'm just exhausted, and I didn't suffer any serious injuries."
Smiling, Wei Changtian took two unsteady steps: "Look, this isn't very safe."
"Show off your abilities..."
Yang Liushi lowered her head and whispered, still holding his arm tightly: "If you don't have the strength, talk less."
"What? You're not crying like you were just now?"
Wei Changtian's face was very pale, but he still teased Yang Liushi before turning his head to Wei Zhaohai.
"Grandpa, when is it?"
"It's almost midnight, you just rested for almost half an hour."
Wei Zhaohai deliberately avoided Yang Liushi and only looked at Wei Changtian and said: "Although Dajue's reinforcements have not arrived yet, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. It is best for us to go back as soon as possible."
"..."
Wei Changtian nodded, and before he could speak, Li Huaizhong came over.
"Master Wei, let us carry you."
"Um?"
After taking a look at the old eunuch with a "sincere" look on his face, Wei Changtian immediately turned to look at Yu Qi.
"Master Yu, could you please carry me for a while?"
"ah?"
Yu Qi was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and agreed: "Okay, it's a trivial matter!"
"Well, thank you."
"..."
While talking, Wei Changtian was already supported on Yu Qi's back by Yang Liushi, leaving Li Huaizhong standing there in utter embarrassment.
"Master Wei, don't you dislike our eunuchs, so..."
"Chickenless talk!"
Wei Changtian turned his head from Yu Qi's back with a serious look on his face.
"Eunuch Li, don't think too much, I just think you are too old!"
"oh......"
"..."
In this way, the group was able to set off quickly, taking the lost Su Xiu and the still unconscious Yan Huanwen down the mountain to the north.
To be fair, their gains from this trip were much greater than they imagined.
Not only did he successfully rescue Yang Liushi, but he also kidnapped a demon king and an emperor.
Of course, Su Xiu doesn't have much value.
But Yan Huanwen is different. If he makes good use of it, there are so many things he can do.
So it’s not too much to say “return with a full load”.
The only thing is that time is tight and I don't have time to search Bailing Mountain carefully.
As the main mountain of the Seventh Demonic Land, there should be a lot of good things on this mountain.
But once I leave this time, I don’t know when I will come back next time.
At least there will be no chance in a short time. After all, Dajue will definitely guard the teleportation array closely.
It's a pity that so many natural resources and treasures have been wasted. ． ． ． ． ．
Lying on Yu Qi's back, Wei Changtian looked at the dark mountain road and had random thoughts in his mind.
Yang Liushi has been following him, turning around to check on him from time to time.
As for Wei Zhaohai and Zuo Huiyu, one opened the way and the other stood behind, protecting everyone in the middle.
Oh, and there is Li Huaizhong. He has Su Xiu on his left hand and Yan Huanwen on his right hand. ． ． ． ． ． On the contrary, it directly gathered all three genders in this world.
Under the moonlight, everyone was moving very fast, so they did not notice a pair of blood-red eyes silently watching them in the forest behind them.
The owner of these eyes is a little snow-white fox.
It stood there fixedly, sometimes looking at Su Xiu, sometimes at Yangliu Shi, sometimes at Wei Changtian, until the group of people disappeared completely.
Then, it left the spot, running and jumping over the demon corpses. After running for an unknown amount of time, it finally stopped in front of a hidden grotto.
"Whoosh!"
The white shadow flashed past, and the little fox ducked into the grotto without hesitation, and everything returned to calm immediately.
It was not until early the next morning that a naked young woman slowly crawled out of the grotto.
Hibiscus emerges from clear water, naturally removing blemishes.
She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with skin as white as jade and green cheeks.
What's more important is that her appearance is too pure, like a fairy who has just descended from the sky and is not familiar with the world. ． ． ． ． ．
If there wasn't that hatred in her eyes.
