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The brocade-patterned poisonous Rakshasa girl became the target of Shanhe Yuanqi Lock. She was injured, treated, and injured again. Although Ruan Jing did not deliberately target her, he was merciless. After suffering so much, she must regain some of her talents. Yes, the Rakshasa girl can only suffer, her days are like years, and she is miserable.
Seven days later, Ruan Jing gradually adapted to this new body, and the various changes in the Shanhe Yuanqi Lock were clearly understood. It was useless to continue practicing. Jiuli hurriedly stopped and decided to go to Biwu Island again.
Pu Tianwei accepted the brocade-patterned poison poison and asked if there would be a third big demon. He ordered Ande Yin and Rakshasa Girl to swear a poisonous oath, take the heart essence and blood and plant it into the natal card, and escorted the two men with Tian Lu. They went to Jie Tianling and handed it over to Ding Yuan for disposal.
Ande Yin was fine with it, but the Rakshasa girl was a fickle person, and there was no guarantee that she would not make any mistakes. According to Jiuli's original intention, she was not willing to release her from the Demon Suppression Tower, but this demon "traveled through the void" with one hand. His magical power is still superior to the "Seven Escapes", and it can't be better used to hone the mountain and river vitality lock. After the incident, he once thought about "eating his words and getting rich". Thinking of going to Biwu Island, the blessings and disasters are unknown. Success, even a mere poisonous poison will not cause any trouble. Failure, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart, Kyushu will sink, no one will be spared. He opened the net and spared her a small life.
Before leaving, there were still several days of delay. Wei Shiqi had nothing to do. He waved out the five-color divine light, separated a small world in the heavy rain, and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Liushi Peak. This time, there was no Qin Zhen and Yu. The second daughter Yao was by his side, but she had an extra little tail, holding his hand and following him step by step, never leaving.
At first, Ruan Jing was very troubled. In her impression, the body was just a container. After the soul was removed, the body became a senseless dead thing. However, Bian Ya's body always retained a trace of obsession, not So obeying her orders, she couldn't help but be attached to Wei Shiqi, hoping to stay by his side every moment, hold his hand, breathe his breath, and even throw herself into his arms, seeking safety and pampering, just like a young girl. Pets that people love.
He said no, but his body was very honest. That's probably what he meant.
She tried hard to get rid of the traces left by Bian Ya, but she never succeeded. "Attachment" had penetrated into every corner of her body and became an irresistible instinct. With the fusion of soul and body, it became more and more... strong.
Later, she figured it out and calmed down. This was the price to pay for living. Those who bear the benefits must suffer the disadvantages. Just get used to the little flaws.
Following him as he ran around in the wind and rain, including Wuya View, Guanri Cliff, Xiongzhi Cliff, Luming Cliff, Three Cave and Four Valleys, Ruan Jing felt that he was remembering something, some emotions that could not be expressed in words, only belonged to him. human experience.
He didn't say, and she didn't ask.
Holding his hand and walking beside him, she felt at ease.
The heavy rain continued and the world was in chaos. On this day, Jiuli finally left the inner sea of the Jade Sea and came to the Demon Suppression Tower.
The rain rolled up and suddenly separated, and the water curtain covering the sky and the ground was divided on both sides by a pair of invisible hands. Jiuli raised his head and looked at the majestic stone tower with nine floors and eight sides. He was silent for a long time. Beside him, Qingming was hunched over and panting. He couldn't stand up straight. He relied on Tianlu to hold him up and didn't fall down. . The lively little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth back then has become extremely old. His eyes are dim and his hair is shaky. The wrinkles on his face are like dry river beds. His hands are skin and bones, covered with dead spots.
The three sword spirits of Lian Yao, Qing Ming, and Ji Xie finally gathered here.
This was the first time that Pu Tianwei saw the appearance of Jiuli. He had known that the Demon Refining Sword and the Sword Spirit Jiuli were hidden in Liushi Peak, but they had only known each other from the few words of Taoist Ziyang for so many years.
He said that the heavens will fall out. This is not a good sign.
Wei Shiqi stood behind him and suddenly asked: "What is the sword spirit?"
Pu Tianwei knew where his question came from. He had asked his master the same question back then. He thought about it and explained it to him as simply as possible: "The flying sword recognizes its master. The sword is spiritual, and it is the spirit of the sword. To transform the spirit into form, it is necessary to weave the legal body with sword silk. After the battle in the Tongtian Formation, Kunlun's vitality was seriously injured. The Qingming Sword, the Evil Exorcist Sword, the Moon-covering Flying Frost Sword, the Waterfall Sword, the Ice-cracked Pine Pattern Sword, the Tianhe Sword, and Gang Wind Sword, all the sword spirits of the swords were destroyed. In the tens of thousands of years that followed, there were only a handful of sword cultivators who could derive the sword techniques to the transformation of the sword spirits. Now on this flowing stone peak, the transformed sword There are only three people left in Lingzhi, Jiuli, Qingming, and Tianlu, and I’m afraid there won’t be a fourth person in the next tens of thousands of years.”
Ruan Jing pulled Wei Shiqi's sleeve and snuggled next to him, feeling sad in her heart.
The two chatted for a few words, and on a whim, they both raised their heads and looked up. They saw the door of Wuya Temple wide open, and people from the Sword Controlling Sect were pouring out. From Elder Mo Anchuan down, no one, old or young, was wielding a sword, and they walked silently along the plank road. , walking on the mountain road, leaving Guanri Cliff step by step.
Jiuli turned around and whispered a few words in Tianlu's ear. Tianlu leaned over and picked up Qingming, flew away through the air, and landed directly next to Pu Tianwei.
At the bottom of the Demon Suppressing Tower, the mottled wooden door was pushed open by an old hand. Grandma Sun Ting was the last to come out. She let out a long sigh, looked at Jiuli and said, "Is there no other choice?"
"From the moment the Qingming Sword was nailed to the sky in the extreme north, we had no choice." Jiuli had already had a premonition. He originally wanted to take a look at Taiyi Sect's trump card. Neither Pan Chengnian nor Chu Tianyou had anything to hide. However, the situation is not optimistic.
When Wei Shiqi escaped from Biwu Island, he looked back for the last time. He saw the Thunder Fire Calamity Cloud turning into a huge funnel, rolling down, and thousands of golden lights falling down. It was the demon phoenix taking action. What is the relationship between Situ Huang and Demon Phoenix Mu Lu? Jiuli vaguely guessed that it was the best outcome and the worst outcome. He needed to meet Pan Chengnian to confirm this.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Sun Ting was speechless and had to reluctantly walk down Guanri Cliff.
The disciples of the Sword Control Sect meandered all the way to Shiliangyan and took shelter in the Cold Spring Cave. Pu Tianwei put his hand on Tianlu's horn, thoughtfully, and whispered: "Are we going to start?"
Before he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound, and the Demon Suppression Tower shone brightly. The talismans engraved on the tower suddenly lit up. The demonic aura soared into the sky, and the heavy rain evaporated. It was swept away in an instant, revealing a bright blue sky and a red sun like fire. .
Jiuli raised his hand and slapped the Demon Suppression Tower, shouting sternly: "Wake up!"
The vast Kunlun Mountains are like a giant dragon turning over, the ground is shaking, the mountains are shaking, smoke and dust are rising everywhere, the three cliffs of Guanri, Xiongzhuan and Luming are falling into pieces, Wuya Temple has fallen into the deep valley, and the Demon Suppression Tower is rising steadily, reaching into the sky.
Ruan Jing opened her mouth slightly and muttered: "This is... this is..."
Wei Shiqi put his arm around her shoulders and said, "The Demon Suppression Tower is the Demon Sword Refining Tower."
Master Faxiang refines the demon sword, and the treasure of the cave evolves into a stone tower that connects reality and illusion, separating the soul and body of the demon clan. The body remains in the demon refining pool, and the soul is suppressed under the tower. For tens of thousands of years, it stands on the Sun Viewing Cliff. , bathed in the moonlight and starlight, unmoving in the wind and rain, like a mountain or a mountain.
Back then, before entering the Tongtian Formation, Master Faxiang did not take away the Demon Refining Sword. On the contrary, he left Jiuli and Sun Ting behind to preserve some possibility for Kunlun. In the end, 14 Kunlun Patriarchs fell in the Tongtian Formation. Among them, the surviving Yin Mobei, Shao Ximin, and Ying Moning lived up to their trust, turned the tide and won a tragic victory.
Things change and time passes. Jiuli is the owner of the Demon Suppression Tower, and Sun Ting is the gatekeeper of the Demon Suppression Tower. The two of them are aloof from things and guard this square cave together. Until this day, Jiuli will bring the Demon Refining Sword out of his slumber. Wake up.
Destiny finally came to the final moment. r1058
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