The Jade Sea is a hundred feet deep and looks like a honeycomb, half natural and half artificial. The bottom is a deep pool, pure blue in color and calm in waves. [burn^wen^bookstore].dm
"Another demon refining pool?" Wei Shiqi muttered, letting go of the five-color divine light sickle, sliding down from the rock, and approaching cautiously. There is no change in the vitality of heaven and earth, and there is no restriction to burst into action. The pond water and ancient well are not rippled, reflecting the dim light of the bright turquoise rocks, like distant stars in the night sky.
The Yinsuo clanged, three short, three long, and three short. This was a signal. The blue water rose slightly, the ripples oscillated, and dropped rapidly, revealing the intertwined revetments.
A huge suction force came, and Wei Shiqi was unable to stand steadily. He fell into the pool involuntarily, was swallowed up by invisible cracks, and disappeared without a trace.
After a short distance teleportation and a slight dizziness, Wei Shiqi found himself in an empty cave. Large and small stalactites were like spears and swords, changing in countless ways. An underground undercurrent was gurgling. The surroundings were damp and cold, and the chill was biting. .
Several thick stone pillars stand in front of you, arranged in the shape of the word "pin". There is a doorway near the ground, which looks like a residence. A lamp is like a bean, and the dim light sways, as if a human figure is shaking.
The Yin Suo led Wei Shiqi forward, one step deeper and one step shallower, to the side of the stone pillar. Through the doorway, I saw that the interior was very empty and dark. An old man lay in the middle, with a light talisman hanging above his forehead. His face was wrinkled, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and his breathing was extremely weak. Sitting cross-legged next to him was a middle-aged man with ordinary facial features and a calm expression. He stretched out his right hand and pinched it gently, catching a wisp of black smoke from the void. It twisted and changed, and it was vaguely a ferocious sheep-faced monster. , clamoring and struggling, fierce on the outside and weak on the inside.
Wei Shiqi was good at the Soul Capturing Art. He could tell at a glance that it was the spirit of a monster. It was full of energy and courage. It was an extremely rare and high-quality thing.
The middle-aged man slapped the old man on the chest and stuffed his soul into his body. The old man's breathing suddenly stopped. After a moment, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had taken something powerful. His wrinkles disappeared, his face was rosy, and his hair was white. His hair turned black, and his figure gradually shrank, rejuvenating him and transforming into a Taoist boy with short arms and legs, and delicate features.
He opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, grinned at Wei Shiqi, waved him in, and said, "We meet again!"
Wei Shiqi gasped, and after thinking for a moment, he understood that the sheep-faced monster was the soul of the demon clan trapped under the Demon Suppression Tower. It was photographed by the middle-aged man and shot into Qingming's body, canceling out the time in the upper world. power to help him return to his original state. This magical power is amazing!
The middle-aged man rolled up his clear eyelids, looked into the light, and asked him to stick out his tongue and look at the coating. He patted his cheek and said, "This time I can probably last a few months. Don't act rashly." Yuan, only thin water can flow long, it is best to lie still, talk less, and don't run around."
Qingming said with a smile: "It's so suffocating. Even if you tie me to a pillar, I'll still have to climb up and down."
"I'm just reminding you, it's up to you whether you want to or not."
After saying that, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked Wei Shiqi up and down. The Yinsuo suddenly roared with joy and flew into his palm, rolling around as if he had met a relative.
Qingming was about to jump up, beat his back to activate his muscles, pointed at the middle-aged man, smiled at Wei Shiqi and said, "Guess who he is!"
The middle-aged man didn't even raise his head, and gently stroked his vaginal locks with his fingertips. He lowered his eyebrows and looked kindly, with a kind face. Wei Shiqi thought about it several times, thinking of various possibilities and ruling them out one by one.
While he was hesitating, there was a clatter of hooves, and a woman rushed into the stone pillar like wind. She had horns on her head and the body of a deer below her navel. Seeing that Qingming was fine, she giggled and said, "Brother Qingming, are you okay?"
Qingming stood on tiptoes and touched her head, "Okay, okay, I can take you out to play."
Wei Shiqi's heart moved and he asked tentatively: "But Tianlu?"
The deer-shaped woman turned back and glared at him, muttering: "You can also call Tianlu? Hey, who are you, how can you enter the inland sea?"
Qing Ming Chao Yinsuo Nunu mouth, said: "Yin Yu'er led him in."
The deer-shaped woman had a flat mouth and seemed a little unhappy. She looked back at the middle-aged man and saw that her master was silent, so she didn't dare to say anything.
"Can you guess it?" Qingming continued to tease Wei Shiqi, carelessly treating it as a fun game.
Wei Shiqi said leisurely: "I guessed it right, what's the reward?"
Qingming thought for a moment and felt that he was bluffing. He clapped his hands and said, "If you guess correctly..."
The middle-aged man suddenly interrupted him, "Qingming, take Tianlu out for a walk. I have something to tell him."
Qingming stuck out her tongue, took Tianlu's hand, and ran out in a hurry. Tianlu had wind on his feet and moved like lightning, keeping up with him as much as possible.
The middle-aged man stood tall, holding up the mountain and river vitality lock, carefully placing it in the void, and slowly letting go. The Yin Lock was like a fish entering the water, swimming around with its tail swung several times, feeling content.
"Have you guessed who I am?"
Wei Shiqi said: "I know a little bit."
"Tell me."
"I heard that the Kunlun sect has several famous flying swords. The Demon Refining Sword ranks first, followed by the Qingming Sword, the Evil Exorcist Sword, and the Moon Covering Flying Frost Sword. After meeting Qingming and Tianlu, it is not difficult to guess that you are the Demon Refining Sword. The sword spirit."
The middle-aged man had no unusual expression, nodded and said: "Yes, it's not difficult to guess. I am Jiuli, the sword spirit who refines the demon sword. I heard from Qingming that you are unwilling to sacrifice your body to save this world and defeat the town. The demon tower escaped and both Ziyang and Qingming were defeated, which is amazing."
"It was just a fluke."
"My Ziyang physical body was completely destroyed. The Qingming Sword nailed the crack in the upper world in the far north and withstood the erosion of the power of time. Qingming was greatly damaged. There is not much magical power left. I can't control you. It's excusable. The galaxy hangs upside down. , Jiuzhou Luchen, when the disaster comes, I will not be able to escape destruction, how can you convince me not to capture you and help me, Ziyang?"
Wei Shiqi's heart trembled. He has known Qingming for many years and knows his details well. According to Guo Kui, Qingming is still inferior to Wei Yunya, but it should not be far behind. The Demon Refining Sword is still ranked above the Qingming Sword. Jiuli's strength is probably stronger than when Qingming was at its peak. If he takes action, he will definitely die.
But why would Jiuli give himself a chance to convince him? There must be something fishy about this matter!
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said calmly: "I, Ziyang, want to take away my body, so I may not have the intention to live and die with this world."
"It was Ruan Qing who instigated you to think this way. How can you take it seriously? How can you do better than him in a different place?"
Jiuli exposed his motive with one word, and Wei Shiqi felt a hair in his heart. He forced himself to defend himself: "Although I don't want to sacrifice myself, fortunately I don't know how to ascend to the upper world. I can only live and die with this world, so I should do my best. To gain a chance of survival. Sometimes manpower is exhausted, but there is God’s will in the dark. Do you know that the last opportunity in this world will not fall on me? "
These words were quite far-fetched. Jiu Li was noncommittal and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "What are you going to do?"
"Take one step at a time, and obey the fate of fate. The current plan is to wait until the mountain and river vitality locks are completed. First, go to Liantao Mountain to meet Pan Chengnian, the leader of Taiyi Sect, and then go to Biwu Island to find the demon phoenix, and the two locks of yin and yang will be combined into one. , capture him back to the Demon Suppression Tower, and extract the demon essence to feed the world."
"Then what?"
"The true body of the black dragon is still sleeping under the Black Dragon Pond of the Tongtian River. Once the demon essence is obtained to consolidate the world, it will be able to sustain it for a while longer. Then we will think of another way."
Jiuli seemed to be considering the gains and losses, and after a long while he sighed: "Once the soul enters the Demon Suppression Tower, it will never come out again without the help of the physical body. I, Ziyang... can no longer be saved, and this is all I can do now."
Only then did Wei Shiqi realize that Jiuli was deceiving him. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a wave of fear.
