More than twenty years have passed, and the old traces left by that night have been washed away by time, leaving only the pale red blood and a slight sadness. The memory has been deliberately forgotten, and it is cautious that no one will mention it again. (..)
Everything was within his expectations and under his control.
Refining the mountain and river vitality lock requires practicing the Tianhu Ksitigarbha technique. The body that Taoist Ziyang is looking for can only be a human-monster hybrid. A "mule" who is lucky enough to survive the first bloodline awakening and still retain self-awareness is like Ruan Just as quiet. Ruan Jingye has been practicing Qingming Jue and has made great progress. Taoist Ziyang felt guilty for his junior brother Yue Shuo and decided to keep her out of the matter. So he handed over all the fragments of the demon refining bag left by Master Mobei to Ruan Jing and entrusted her with the important task. Go find a suitable target, accept a disciple on behalf of your father, pass on the skills, and introduce him to the Sword Control Sect.
Ruan Jing lived up to her trust, traveled to Kunlun, and brought back the chi dragon Jiang Yongshou and the blue bird Pan Yun from the Barbarian Bone Forest. However, they were not strong enough. Taoist Ziyang was not satisfied and left them aside to see the effects. Jiang Pan Although the two of them were dissatisfied, they could only do this for the time being.
On the other hand, the matter of contacting Pan Chengnian went smoothly. Taoist Ziyang was right. Ascension to the upper realm was a great temptation. In order to show his sincerity and strengthen his determination to deal with the demon phoenix of Biwu Island, he handed over the mountain and river vitality lock to Pan Chengnian. In the hands of Nian, he paid a small price in exchange for the full support of this great monk in the tribulation period.
The change in Chixia Valley was the result of the conspiracy between the two of them.
What Taoist Ziyang didn't expect was that Ruan Jing, relying on the Moon-covering Flying Frost Sword, made a desperate move and knocked out twenty-four Dinghai Pearls. He was seriously injured and his body almost collapsed. He had to enter the Demon Suppressing Tower to survive, which made him even more miserable. Surprisingly, Wei Shiqi, an inner disciple of the Xiandu Sect, came to the Cliff Peak Phoenix Terrace and brought him a huge surprise.
The descendant of Longze Bashe, he has successfully practiced the "Tianhu Ksitigarbha Kung Fu" and refined his natal flying sword. Over time, this will be his ascended treasure raft and his body!
From that day on, Taoist Ziyang's eyes have always been on Wei Shiqi. He fought against Guo Kui and defeated Jiang Yongshou. He stood out in the year-end gambling game. He formed the demon pill, created the "King Kong" body, opened the five-color divine light, and killed Lu Ping. . The wisp of Qingming Sword that Qingming left between his eyebrows was his heart and his eyes.
He was the only one who didn't believe that Wei Shiqi's soul broke into the Demon Suppression Tower. Between reality and fiction, what happened.
It was all about Sword Spirit Jiuli, but due to some considerations, he did not tell Taoist Ziyang.
This body is perfect enough. All that is left to do is to sacrifice and refine the mountain and river vitality locks. When the Yin and Yang locks are combined, go to Biwu Island in the East China Sea, take the body of the demon phoenix, and restore this world. I, Ziyang, Pan Chengnian, Qingming Sword, Xiantian Cauldron, Supreme Sword Realm, Buxu Cave Heaven, Mountain and River Yuanqi Lock, Thunder and Fire Tribulation Cloud, even if the demon phoenix has thousands of means and all kinds of magical powers, where can they escape to!
Things in the world are impermanent, and things in life are not what you want them to be. The number eight/nine out of ten is always there. The small crack in the sky in the far north, the torrent of time pouring in, the Qiankun sword that saved people in death, and Wei Shiqi who pulled out a profit to make money for the world without doing anything. One wrong step, one wrong step after another, variables appeared one after another, and a link A tight ring pushed him down into the endless abyss.
There is no way to seize the body, he can only reincarnate.
Kunlun stretches for thousands of miles and is the ancestor of thousands of mountains. There is a native village in the mountain valley. They migrated here from the Barbarian Bone Forest and struggled to survive.
Abandon the heaven-reaching cultivation, wipe out all memories, willingly accept the six paths of reincarnation, and a little spiritual light is reincarnated here.
From a native baby to a young hunter, to a Ximi boatman, to a fur tanner, to an apprentice in a cabinet shop, to a shopkeeper of the Four Departments, to a member of the Kunlun Sect, to the peak of swordsmanship, my soul remains intact and my original intention has not changed. At this point, it has finally come true. . The taste of white water tofu brought back memories. Past and present lives were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other. He held up a piece of trembling tofu with chopsticks. It took him a long time to bring it to his mouth. When he tasted it carefully, he tasted a hint of bitterness.
When will the west wind come? I'm afraid it will change secretly in the passing years.
Unknowingly, the world has already undergone earth-shaking changes. He is no longer the head of Kunlun, and Kunlun is no longer the Kunlun of the past. The once protagonist and chess player has now sadly retreated to the role of a sidekick and a chess piece. , standing in front of the stage shining brightly, is Fu Tifang, is Wei Shiqi, is the black dragon Guan Ao, is the demon phoenix Mu Lu, Dongming City is the vast background, he is just a pattern on the background, a touch of bright color .
Jin Sansheng drank up the village wine and ate all the tofu. He stood up with a lack of interest and stopped shopkeeper Yang from continuing to serve wine and food. He took out a small ingot of gold from his sleeve, placed it gently on the table, waved his hand towards Shopkeeper Yang, and said, "Sorry to bother you, thank you very much."
Shopkeeper Yang took a step forward and wanted to say something, but Jin Sansheng turned around and left, his lonely figure disappearing down the long street, heading towards the Demon Refining Mountain.
What will happen when we get to the mountain? Continue to follow the path arranged by others, or have a showdown with Wei Shiqi? He has been decisive all his life and always makes decisions when necessary, but at this moment he is a little hesitant.
There are eight stone steps leading to the same destination. Choose one of them, climb from the foot of the mountain to the top, and pass through seven mountain gates. Jin Sansheng walks slowly and leisurely. When he appears on the top of the mountain, he looks around in despair, fountains, statues, Silver Hook Square, and Bell Tower. , a dendrobium bead, the song of silence, the Fire Crow Hall, the Red Star Merit Hall, and the six cabinets are all in sight.
The bronze bell buzzed and there was a sound of thunder. He unsheathed the long sword on his back and flew out, wandering around the three provinces of Jin, as if he was looking forward to something.
Jin Sansheng murmured: "Is that how you came up with it?"
In an instant, his soul was shaking, his true energy was boiling, and endless power was flowing freely in his body. He couldn't help but reach out and hold the two-foot-seven-inch flying sword. He flipped his wrist lightly and threw out a wisp of gray. The sword silk flutters toward the sky.
The smoke and dust that covered the sky were stirred by the sword wire, slowly rotating, forming a huge whirlpool. The long-lost sunshine shot down thousands of golden arrows, illuminating one part of the Demon Refining Mountain and the other dark, and the fierce sword intention burst out. The movement is like ripples of water, flowing in all directions, driving away everyone firmly and slowly.
Under the force of the sword, everyone dispersed, and in the end, only a few were able to stay on the top of the mountain.
Wei Shiqi, Ruan Jing, Pu Tianwei, Chu Ge, Shi Tiezhong, Mo Anchuan, Ding Yuan.
The second wisp of sword wire was thrown out, then the third wisp, and the fourth wisp, the speed was getting faster and faster. The first wisp was not cut off, but the next wisp had already poured out. The gray sword wire completely scattered the smoke and dust, revealing a side. Clear and translucent sky.
The sky was incredibly blue and the clouds were as white as cotton candy.
Under the bright sunshine, the sword silk was interspersed and woven, faintly weaving an outline. The appearance resembled that of a middle-aged man, bowing his head in thought, standing silently. Once the human form was formed, the sword silk seemed to be guided, like a moth to a flame, and penetrated into his body one by one. His skin, hair, clothes, shoes and socks gradually emerged from the void, every detail appearing, lifelike.
A faint white light floated out from the Demon Refining Sword, turned around a few times, and penetrated into the middle-aged man's chest. He took a deep breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes Huo Di, turning slightly, already engulfing every person in Mingcheng. corner.
The sword threads continued to flow out, and Jin Sansheng felt that the Demon Refining Sword in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, the skin and flesh were scorched and creaking, but he did not let go. Instead, he held it tighter and tighter. The pain was unforgettable, but deep down he was filled with joy. It seemed that Longing for something.
The sword silk is shaped, and the sword spirit Jiuli who refines the demon sword finally reappears in the world.
