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On the Sun-Guan Cliff, there is a stone tower with nine floors and eight sides. Under the Sun-Guan Cliff, there are still 72 floors. Seeing that the Demon Suppression Tower is getting higher and higher, after reaching the 99-81 floor, the foundation of the tower changes from solid to empty. In the end, only a faint shadow remained.
The tower floats between heaven and earth. The top of the tower is the real existence, and the base of the tower is the illusory world. Jiuli stretched out his hand and made a move. The Demon Suppressing Tower shrank sharply and turned into a flying sword two feet seven inches long. It was hidden in a sheath without revealing its edge and fell steadily into his hand.
Jiuli tied the Demon Refining Sword on his back and looked down at the mess on the cliffs, which was unsightly. The Guanri Cliff was razed to the ground, the Jade Sea was destroyed, and none of the restrictions on Luming Cliff and Xiongzhen Cliff survived. The dojo that the Sword Controller Sect had operated for thousands of years was left in ruins.
He stepped on the void, his clothes were fluttering, and he slowly came to Pu Tianwei and said: "Please leave Liushifeng."
The sword spirit of Master Faxiang has been guarding Kunlun silently for tens of thousands of years. In terms of seniority, no one can surpass him. He is qualified to say so. Pu Tianwei knew that by going there, he was putting all his money on the foundation of Kunlun, so he didn't say much at the moment and responded with a concise "Okay".
Jiuli looked deeply at the peaks and ravines of Liushi Peak, every plant and tree, with a sense of nostalgia. Finally, he looked at Qingming, nodded slightly towards him, and with a flick of his sleeves, Wei Shiqi and Ruan Jing were caught in it. , stamped his feet, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the sky.
As if it had lost its support, the heavy rain fell from the sky again, endlessly, engulfing Liushi Peak.
Jiuli's escaping light flashed for a few times and flew away through the sky, crossing the vast Kunlun Mountains and heading towards Mount Tao. He did not deliberately hide his whereabouts. The vibrations of the vitality of heaven and earth could not be hidden from the great monks who were in the transition period. The enemies and friends were unknown. The bells of Liantao Mountain were ringing continuously, resounding through the sky. A blue light flew up from the Crane Peak, and a white light flew from the Ax Crack Peak. They stopped Jiuli by chance.
The visitors were none other than Pan Chengnian, the head of Taiyi Sect, and Chu Tianyou, the master of Fenglei Palace.
Jiu Li stopped his dodge light, his eyes fell on Chu Tianyou, he said "Hey" and said: "It turns out that Taiyi Sect has an additional great monk who has transcended the tribulation period, what a joy to congratulate!"
Pan Chengnian's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he stared at them for a long time, but he could not see through the other party's reality. He was secretly vigilant in his heart, and said lightly: "May I ask who you are? Why are you visiting Taiyi Sect?"
"A "Taiyi Foundation Establishment Sutra" created two major sects. Kunlun Taiyi and Red Flower and White Lotus Root are one family." Jiuli pulled out the flying sword from his back with his backhand and said with a smile, "Master Pan, you don't know me. , No wonder, let me ask you, do you recognize this sword?"
Pan Chengnian looked at it intently. He saw that the flying sword was not amazing in appearance and could not see anything special about it. He frowned and was about to speak when he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart and took another look.
Just because he took one more look, he was suddenly moved by it, and the Xiantian Cauldron under his feet trembled and buzzed.
At that moment, his eyes flashed, and dozens of demonic souls emerged from the flying sword, such as the Sky Fox, the Sky Wolf, the Ba Snake, the Kui Niu, the Yazhen, the Suzaku, the Black Turtle, the Chilong, and the Blue Bird, which wrapped around the sword body and could not be restrained. , roaring silently.
"Master Faxiang Demon Sword Refining, are you...Senior Jiuli?"
Chu Tianyou was shocked. This ordinary flying sword was the legendary treasure of the cave, the Demon Refining Sword? Why did Pan Chengnian call him "senior"? Could it be that he is the successor of Faxiang Zhenren?
"It's the Demon Refining Sword." Jiuli returned the sword into its sheath, "Can you trust me, Master Pan?"
Pan Chengnian nodded and said: "Senior, you have spoken seriously, please take a moment to speak."
He glanced at Chu Tianyou, who understood and casually pulled out the Waterfall Sword. Black smoke billowed, and the Dongming Ghost City appeared in the sky, with gloomy winds and ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Please!" Pan Chengnian stretched out his hand to signal that he should step into the ghost town first.
Jiuli is an expert at manipulating souls, so how could he care about mere ghosts? It’s just Mobei’s Waterfall Sword that has been lost for a long time. How did it end up in Chu Tianyou’s hands? He couldn't help but look at it a few more times, just pretending not to know.
The three of them stepped into Dongming City and sat down in a courtyard. Jiuli didn't waste any time and asked directly: "Master Pan, what was the outcome of the previous battle on Biwu Island?"
Pan Chengnian hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Miscalculation. That Situ Huang is the demon phoenix Mu Lu who was reborn from the ashes. He experienced the cycle of life and death and reshaped his demon body. Although he is young, his magical powers are no less impressive. We are not her." The opponent is defeated."
"Gather fragrant wood** and rise from the ashes of death?"
"Exactly."
"How big is the loss?"
"I lost an external incarnation and two female disciples who had been carefully cultivated for many years, both died. Bian Ci was burned by the true fire of Samadhi, and no bones were left. Bian Ya's soul was scattered, and Yang Suo was lost and his whereabouts were unknown. Kunlun disciples Wei Shiqi escaped with his sword and luckily escaped the catastrophe and never returned to Liantao Mountain. Later it was learned that he fled straight back to Liushi Peak without stopping."
"What about Situ Huang's magical power?"
"My magical powers are vast." Pan Chengnian paused, "After being reborn from the ashes, this woman practiced the seven volumes of the Biluo Sect's wordless heavenly book. She has deciphered the refining of gods, stepped into the tribulation, and tempered the true fire of Samadhi to the extreme. The thunder and fire calamity cloud could not be trapped, but was sucked into her body. The innate cauldron and the square inch lamp of the spiritual platform could not do anything to her. I fought with her for three days and three nights. She moved freely and had extra strength, and did not reveal the true form of the demon phoenix. , in the end, the true energy is not enough, and you can only lose and leave."
Tens of thousands of years ago, the Kunlun sect and the Biluo sect faced each other from east to west and were known as the two heroes. The former passed down the "Taiyi Foundation Establishment Sutra", which was all-encompassing and created the second line of sword cultivation and xuanxiu. The latter obtained seven volumes from three jasper sycamore trees. The wordless heavenly book was regarded as a treasure, and no one in the past generations could understand it. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the demon Feng Mu Lu, and she discovered its secrets. She used the demon body to practice the heavenly book, and finally achieved great success.
Pan Chengnian tentatively said: "The demon phoenix has great magical powers. Even if the senior subdues her, without the mountain and river vitality lock, there is no way to extract the demon essence and give it back to the world. That... will not help."
Jiuli chuckled and said, "The vitality of the mountains and rivers is locked here." He stretched out his sleeves and released Wei and Ruan.
Pan Chengnian's face flashed with joy and he said: "Aya, it turns out you are still alive!"
"She is no longer your female disciple Bian Ya. Elder Ruan of the Kunlun Sect borrowed her body and was reborn. One of them sacrificed Yin Suo, the other sacrificed Yang Suo. Yin Suo defended and Yang Suo attacked. They were destroyed. Yaofeng, this is my last chance."
"Elder Ruan? But Ruan Jing, the daughter of Yue Shuo and the disciple of Taoist Ziyang?" Pan Chengnian glanced at his junior brother unconsciously and remembered that he once mentioned that in the battle of Chixia Valley, he severely wounded Ruan Jing with twenty-four Dinghai Pearls. Destroying his body would be a serious grudge.
"Exactly. A descendant of Tianhu, who has seized the blood of Yaizhen from She, and she drives Yang Suo, only better than Bian Ya." Jiuli said solemnly, word for word, "Master Pan, our time is running out, I will lead you Demon Refining Sword has already shown his sincerity by coming here in person, is Taiyi Sect willing to go to Biwu Island again? Let’s do our best for now and listen to fate!”
Pan Chengnian lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then asked Chu Tianyou, "Junior brother, what do you think?"
Chu Tianyou smiled and said, "Senior brother is the only one who is following the lead."
Pan Chengnian sighed: "Okay, everything depends on man-made things. Man can conquer nature, so let's have another fight with the demon phoenix!" r1058
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