From Huzigou to Luoyang City, thousands of miles away, the Ruyi Flying Boat passed through the Guanshan Valley, the devastated land, through darkness and silence, smoke and cold, and landed on the former Yunmen Mountain. Prosperity has become a dream, and the Buddha cannot protect the people, temples, monks and grottoes in the city. Luoyang City is a barren and dead land, with no birds and insects, and no grass growing. The river that goes around the mountains has changed its course to the south, and the floods are flooding, and the country is a swamp.
Ruan Jing put away the Ruyi Feizhou and looked around curiously. All living things were annihilated, ghosts were thick, and the raging river spread rotten stench and miasma to every corner. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and thought to herself, compared to Jietianling Huzigou , this is far behind.
Wei Shiqi climbed up the pile of rocks on foot, brushed aside the familiar fragments of the stone Buddha, found a flat rock, buried it deep in the ground, and luckily escaped the earthquake and survived. He knelt down on one knee, raised his right fist, exhaled loudly, and hit it hard on the rock. The power of his soul spurted out, condensed into a bunch, and carved a round hole the size of a head in the hard rock, reaching a depth of a hundred feet. crypt.
Calmly and effortlessly, at this moment, the mountains, rivers and land became docile and tame.
Wei Shiqi threw the Waterfall Sword into the cave and listened carefully to the falling of the flying sword. Ding, ding, ding, each sound was lighter than the other, each sound was weaker than the other, and each sound was more distant. With a smile on his face, he put the stone Buddha's The fragments were thrown into the crypt, including the head, body, arms, legs and feet, clothes, and magical tools. Finally, he clapped his hands, stretched out his feet and stepped lightly. The crypt closed, and the flying sword was buried deep. When he removed the soles of his feet, black smoke billowed. And rise.
Ruan Jing stood side by side next to Wei Shiqi, holding his arms with both hands. Chu Ge stood a little further away. The three of them quietly opened their eyes in the sky, and Dongming City reappeared in the world. The miasma dissipated, the flood retreated, and the lonely ghosts who died in the natural disaster poured into the city and became part of Dongming City. The black water flowed quietly, poured into the river, and followed the old path to the east. The Demon Refining Mountain was shrouded in mist, The candle light is extinguished, it is quiet and beautiful.
Wei Shiqi nodded to Chu Ge and told him to help himself. He put his hands on his back and walked towards the top of the mountain. Ruan Jing followed him, greedy and smiling as brightly as a flower.
The two passed through several mountain gates and saw the Fire Crow Palace in the distance. The sound of tinkling iron could be heard one after another, like a melodious tune. Xiaobai hurried forward, saw Wei Shiqi and Ruan Jing, and welcomed them into the Fire Crow Palace. After walking through numerous palaces and silent courtyards, we came to a high pavilion, then walked down the stone steps to a quiet room at the heart of the mountain.
Before Wei Shiqi could ask, Xiaobai unfolded a drawing and pushed it in front of him. Wei ** took a quick glance and saw a straight broadsword drawn on the drawing. At his request, the format was similar to that of a hatchet. It was straight, wide, thick, long, heavy, and ugly. The blade was cut in three places near the handle. "Void position", the ink pen indicates that the soul of two six-winged water snakes and one blood python were taken in to create the "Shuanglu Blood Iron Sword".
Wei Shiqi had no strict requirements on the magical power of the Horcrux, as long as it was sharp and tough. The Fire Crow Palace smelted the Horcrux, and there were five known soul combinations. The "Shuanglu Blood Python" was not the strongest, but it was the most suitable.
Such a heavy and ugly sword was obviously used to kill huge monsters. When Xiaobai asked who the sword was made to deal with, Wei Shiqi paused and told her in an understatement that it was a dragon-slaying knife. Slaying a dragon literally means killing a real dragon with this knife.
The dragon-breaking sword cannot break the dragon, the dragon-seeking sword cannot find the dragon, and the trapped dragon pillar cannot trap the dragon. The flying sword magic weapon is named "dragon", but it is actually just a bluff. The dragon-slaying knife that Wei Shiqi wants to create is the real dragon. A weapon for slaying dragons. Are there real dragons in this world? Yes, the most powerful among the heavenly demons, the Black Dragon of the Abyss, Guan Ao. Xiaobai stayed for a long time and was frightened.
However, as a subordinate, you must have the consciousness of a subordinate. Since Wei Shiqi has given a topic, no matter how absurd it is, she must do her best to write the article well. The key to the Dragon-Slaying Knife lies in its material. Xiaobai spent several days and nights without sleep, overturning hundreds of combinations, and finally decided to make the knife body out of the best bronze, which he hammered and forged repeatedly with the "hundred-fold method".
The "fine bronze" is taken from the Xiantian Cauldron, which is the best material Xiaobai can think of.
The Xiantian Cauldron was severely damaged by Fu Tifang and Wei Shiqi successively. The cave was in such a state of ruin that it could only be used to capture people and smash them. It was useless and was useless if left in the hands. It was better to use the waste and take the bronze from the cauldron body and cast it into a dragon-slaying knife.
Ruan Jing had no regrets and immediately handed the Xiantian Cauldron into Xiao Bai's hands and passed on the ritual formula to her. Xiaobai knew as soon as he heard that the ritual formula came from the upper world, and was a method used by the demon clan to forcibly refine the magic weapon. He remembered it one by one in his heart and studied it with concentration.
Wei Shiqi saw that she was indifferent, and if she had some enlightenment, he did not bother her. He gestured to Ruan Jing, and the two quietly left the quiet room and returned to the top of the mountain of Demon Refining.
Dongming City woke up from its slumber, and more and more lights lit up. There were pine trees, candles, oil lamps, and talismans. The lights were connected together, and the ghosts escaped one by one. The city stretched its body and fought. Yawning, pedestrians appeared outdoors in twos and threes, greeting each other, the market became lively, people flowed in and out, and the voices of people rose and fell, full of the unique vitality and vitality of the market.
The door was opened, the servants were sweeping, and the sleeves of many monks were fluttering. They climbed up the Demon Refining Mountain along the eight stone steps and scattered into the crowds. They have their own thoughts, each do their own things, and enjoy all the conveniences and opportunities provided by Dongming City. Overnight, the city flew across thousands of rivers and mountains, from Huzigou in Kunlun to Luoyang City in the Central Plains. They did not feel any difference. The beauty of the treasure in the cave was difficult to explain to outsiders.
Dongming City is a prosperous fairyland and the last refuge in this world.
If Wei Shiqi was willing, he could have closed the cave in the Waterfall Sword and created a small world where the sun, moon, sky, rivers, and land were safe, hidden, and equipped with everything. However, he did not do this. He believed that every monk's Deep in their hearts, there is a rebellious desire for freedom. They would rather live in the shadow of eternal night and breathe the hazy air than shrink in a closed cave and linger. Here, in this city on the ruins, they have the right to choose. They choose to "settlement" and pay some things in exchange for other things. But as long as they are not willing, they can leave at any time and anywhere, the sea is wide. Let the fish leap high into the sky and let the birds fly. The world is so big that there is no place that cannot be accommodated!
It was this power of choice that made them willing to stay in Dongming City. Human mentality is sometimes that simple.
There was a soft sound of "Zheng", and a moment later, there was another sound. Ruan Jing's face changed slightly, she frowned, a white light emitted from the center of her eyebrows, and the Yang Suo jumped out. Wei Shiqi took out the Yin Lock from his sleeve and threw it casually. The two locks were swimming in the air, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, chasing and playing with each other, but they were both a little absent-minded, showing joy and flinching, wanting to welcome and reject, both at the same time.
Wei Shiqi chuckled and said: "Haha, interesting, that long worm knows we are coming!"
Ruan Jing's heart trembled, and she blurted out: "Black Dragon of the Abyss?"
"Black Dragon Guan Ao, Guan Changchong, Guan Madman...he is coming here..."
