Jiuli stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Yinsuo returned to his palm obediently like a holy edict, shaking his head and tail, swallowing the sword pills in his mouth, quite coquettishly. [burn^wen^bookstore]
He picked up the sword pill, rubbed it between his fingers, and said: "It is not easy to refine the mountain and river vitality lock, and it will become more difficult the further you go, the key is the key. The texture of your natal sword pill is mediocre, and it needs to be refined again." .”
Wei Shiqi knew very well that Bian Ya's Yang Suo and Yao Mu were the Flying Sky Shuttle, Taiyi Sect's most precious treasure, while the Zangxue Sword was just an ancient sword collected by the branch of Kunlun. They were naturally very different, but according to Jiuli's tone , it seems that there is still a remedy, and immediately asked: "I don't know how to purify?"
Jiuli blew a breath, and the sword pill turned into a flying sword. The blue light was flowing erratically. He stretched out two fingers and lightly touched the sword's spine, saying: "After this flying sword was cast, in order to gain strength, another The incorporation of cold iron and black gold will actually damage the quality of the sword. The only solution now is to incorporate the sword pill into the demon pill to blend with the blood and promote its demonization."
This is obviously a follow-up technique used by the demon clan to purify their natal objects. Wei Shiqi asked tentatively: "Could it be that the method of demonizing Jianwan comes from the Tianhu Ksitigarbha technique?"
"No, this is the magical power created by Sirius Wei Yungya, which was only perfected a hundred years ago."
Intentionally or unintentionally, Jiuli let something slip, or he was hinting at something. Wei Shiqi guessed that Jiuli was the real master of the Demon Suppression Tower. He had control over the spirits under the tower, and he could easily hold them at his fingertips. He thought of life and thought of death. Even powerful beings like the Sky Fox and the Wolf could not stand in front of him. You can only take whatever you want, nothing can be hidden, nothing can be concealed.
If this is true, Jiuli should have known that the fox was playing tricks on him and planted a thorn in his heart, so why did he sit back and ignore it, neither mentioning Taoist Ziyang nor helping him to gain rebirth? Unless... Taoist Ziyang really has selfish motives and intends to seize his body, ascend to the upper world, and abandon this world to escape alone. He once used his soul to enter the Demon Suppressing Tower to practice. This little thought could not be hidden from Jiuli. That desperate sword strike high in the far north was just a small accident. If his body was damaged, even his intestines would turn green...
Since Taoist Ziyang can't hide his little thoughts from Jiuli, can he hide it from him? You know, he also spent a long time under the Demon Suppressing Tower.
A day in the mountains means a thousand years in the world.
Wei Shiqi felt blessed in his heart, with cold sweat on his forehead. He looked up at Jiuli, only to see him looking at him peacefully, his eyes as bright as fire. He couldn't help but feel guilty, and he grinned, his smile a little stiff.
Jiuli seemed to have read through his mind and said: "You are very smart, just as you think. I have been paying attention to you for a long time. I have been paying attention to you from the moment you set foot on Flowing Stone Peak."
"You are different. You are a passer-by in this world, just like the monsters who have invaded this world. You have no sense of belonging. Don't think about the long term, only focus on the present, live a casual life, and don't care about anything that others value. Why do you care? Power, practice, food, sex, love, these are all dispensable condiments. What you can't forget is just remembering the past, living alone, alone."
"You want to go back, very much, very much."
Jiuli frowned slightly, looking a little confused, "Solitary, indifferent, selfish, autistic, just remembering the past, all kinds of remembrances, what kind of person and world he was, it's really hard for people to understand."
"You are an alien, unique, an alien that is different from everyone else. You do not belong here. You are like a thorn in the eye. You are the biggest variable in this world. Great changes are coming, and only unknown variables can save you. In this world, I chose you instead of me, Ziyang, and that’s why you are still standing here.”
The deepest hidden trump card was revealed just like this. Lonely souls need companions. Wei Shiqi has always hoped to meet similar people in this world, from the small blue planet called "Earth", and communicate with the same familiar things and concepts in a familiar language, just like in many novels As described, he even doubted Chu Tianyou, who vigorously promoted the circulation of aphrodisiac and established the "Siyan" and "Quality Warehouse" at the foot of Liantao Mountain. If possible, he hoped that person would be young, well-behaved and gentle. She is considerate, has an angelic appearance and a devilish figure, can sing and dance well, can enter the kitchen and leave the hall, can fight with mistresses, and beat up gangsters of the opposite sex. She is not Pan Chengnian's junior brother. She has twenty-four Dinghai Pearls hidden in her sleeves, which are as dazzling as fireflies in the dark night. Charming guy.
But he never expected that this secret that could not be told, the secret that he thought was well hidden, would have been exposed very early. Jiuli, Jiuli, is really his nemesis! Wei Shiqi was shocked and depressed. He lost all hope and muttered subconsciously: "Damn it, it turns out you are Kunlun's hidden Great Persia..." His first reaction was to do what he did, kill everyone and cut the body into pieces. Wan Duan's second reaction was that no matter what, he must never enter the Demon Suppressing Tower again. Going there was like being hit by a soul-searching spell a hundred times. He couldn't hold back any thoughts. That was really scary.
Jiuli glanced at him and shook his head. He thought that only such a crazy world could produce such crazy characters.
Wei Shiqi closed his eyes and tried to convince himself that this was just a dream. When he opened his eyes and woke up, he would find that he was still in that city in the south, a warm and unfamiliar city, in a rented dwelling, a A person lives alone, eats, washes dishes, reads and sleeps alone, and spends the waiting time before death alone.
He listened to his own heartbeat and opened his eyes full of expectation. Nothing had changed. The damp and cold cave, the stone pillars that were too high to reach the top, and the sword spirit Jiuli who revealed his true identity. He slowly fell to his knees, covered his face with his hands, and burst into tears, crying like a child.
who I am? Where do I come from? Where to go?
Those carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen and phosphorus, those amino acids, proteins, ribonucleic acids, those cells, tissues and organs, those men, women, old and young, life is just a glimmer of light in the dark night. If it cannot illuminate the world, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed.
Jiuli sighed and reached out to touch his head. He could understand why Wei Shiqi was crying. It was not a human being, not a beast, not a monster, not a thing. In a sense, he was just as lonely as him.
After choking and tears gradually drying up, Wei Shiqi wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, stood up straight, and did not avoid Jiuli's gaze.
"How about it?"
"Deal." Wei Shiqi said firmly.
Jiuli nodded, stuffed the Zangxue Sword Pill back into Yinsuoyu's mouth, placed it in Wei Shiqi's palm, stretched out three fingers and rubbed them back and forth, rubbing out a little soybean-sized light ball, flicked his thumb, and flew into Wei Shiqi's hand. Between his brows, he said: "This place is cold and cold, and everything is scarce, so I can't keep you here. I won't keep you longer. Within a year, you must complete the mountain and river vitality lock. If you need it, you can go to the Demon Suppressing Tower to find Sun Ting." Grandma Sun."
Wei Shiqi swallowed the Yin Suo into his belly, and still placed it on the Dazhui point. He stopped and asked: "Taoist Ziyang uses the Qingming Sword, which is the master of Qingming. Pu Tianwei uses the evil-dispelling sword, which is the master of Tianlu. I don't know how to practice it." Does the demon sword spirit have an owner?"
Jiuli smiled slightly, "If you save this world, I will recognize you as my master. Don't lose, don't forget, never leave."
"Demon Refining Sword——" Countless images flashed through my mind, including the stone chamber where the soul and body are separated, the empty and empty field of illusion, the demon-suppressing tower that connects illusion and reality, the clear and clear light that wanders freely in it, and the demon refining in the clear water. Pond, the legendary heavily guarded inland sea, where the sword spirit Jiuli casually absorbed demon souls. In the end, only the nine-story and eight-sided majestic stone tower on Guanri Cliff was left, like a giant sword thrust into the sky, bathed in the raging sunset. Sparkling.
Like a giant sword thrust into the sky.
