After entering the palace for the third time, Zhao Yisu behaved very skillfully. He closed his eyes and grabbed Jiang Yunchen's sleeve, and then performed the Nine Levels of Thunder and Fire Technique on his own.
"Hey... my technique seems to have broken through to the third level."
"Thunder Realm and this set of exercises complement each other, and being here is beneficial to your practice."
"Oh." Zhao Yisu happily probed his spiritual consciousness into the spiritual sea, wanting to study the Nine Layers of Thunder and Fire Technique, but found that the Full Moon Sword in the inner alchemy had changed its form.
The crescent-shaped blade has become symmetrical, forming a full moon... Wait, it's not that the blade has changed, but one knife has become two?
"What happened to my Full Moon Knife?" She remembered that before she fell into coma, the knife was given to Jiang Yunchen.
"It should be advanced. The artifact comes with its own weapon spirit, so it can be advanced."
Zhao Yisu: "But I can't sense the weapon spirit's response to me."
"You haven't succeeded in refining it into a magical weapon of your own, and the spirit of the weapon has not yet recognized its owner."
"It seems that its previous owner was too unforgettable." Zhao Yisu wrapped his spiritual consciousness around the Full Moon Knife and saw the subtleties. The blade also changed a little. It seemed to become more transparent and a little white. It looked like Like the layer of light at the edge of the moon shadow.
Since the Full Moon Sword is a double sword, the sword technique Li Hantian gave her can be used just right. She felt regretful for a while at first, secretly sighing that the old man actually gave her a book on the double sword technique.
Now that I think about it carefully, could all of this be done intentionally by Li Hantian?
Maybe he knew the former owner of the Full Moon Knife?
Zhao Yisu's thoughts were wandering, and he could even find the energy to study the third chapter of the sword technique. That is to say, she and Jiang Yunchen were able to navigate the Qian Lei Realm like a fish in water and take advantage of the situation to practice. When an ordinary fourth-grade monk from outside comes in, he will be chopped to pieces within a hundred steps.
As the two of them slowly advanced in the Qian Lei Realm, the situation outside was also constantly changing.
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Zhou Manzhi successfully sneaked into Xuandan Mansion and sent back key information on the evening of the fourth day.
"The leader of Xuandan Mansion, Rengyue Zhenren, feeds the demonic body with spirit stones. The demonic body is about to advance and transform into..." Before the word "Demon King" could be uttered, Zhou Manzhi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!
Li Tingyun, who was in the eighth grade, quickly took action and quickly protected her heart. However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that the female disciple's muscles and veins were shattered, her spirit sea was broken, and she was hanging with only her last breath left.
Just because she was wearing a black cloak, everyone thought her injuries were not serious, but who knew that this was her last moment of recovery.
"Zhou Manzhi!" Ren Jinghua called her in a deep voice and stepped forward to support her.
Zhou Manzhi used her last strength to grab Ren Jinghua's hand, and the sticky and hot blood immediately soaked from Zhou Manzhi's palm into Ren Jinghua's hand.
Ren Jinghua felt a chill in his heart, and when he reached out with his spiritual consciousness, he knew that her body was broken and there was nothing she could do to save her.
What else does Zhou Manzhi want to say? She wants to say everything she has seen and heard about entering Xuandan Mansion, she wants to say how lucky she is to be able to enter Fuxi Mountain, she wants to say that she hopes to be buried on Old Woman Peak, and hopes that her soul will become a disciple of Fengxiao Pavilion every day. Praying for blessings, what I want to say most is that I can be taken care of by the master of the pavilion, repay the kindness with my life, and have no regrets in this life...
But in the end she had no strength anymore and closed her eyes completely.
There was dead silence in the camp.
Master Zhiming stepped forward and recited a Buddhist sound silently, then opened his big hand and placed it on Zhou Manzhi's face. The light of the magic in his palm was slightly revealed. Along with this light, a few verses of scripture overflowed from his mouth. This scripture, carrying the wish to save the souls of the dead, surrounded Zhou Manzhi, and finally flew out of the tent and spread to the outside world.
When Buddhist disciples from all over Lizhou City heard the scriptures, they stopped what they were doing and participated in the prayers.
After reciting the sutra, Zhou Manzhi's brows, which had been condensed in pain before her death, relaxed on their own, and a faint peace appeared on her face.
"Thank you, Master Zhiming." Ren Jinghua saluted respectfully.
Master Zhiming recited "Amitabha" again and stepped aside.
Ren Jinghua wanted to take Zhou Manzhi away for burial, but found that she was still holding something in her hand. He opened her hand and found a talisman inside.
It was the seventh-level defense talisman given to her by Ren Jinghua.
Did she have no chance to use it? Still reluctant to use it?
If she could use this talisman, would she still die?
No one can tell Ren Jinghua these answers.
Fight for your beliefs and die for your beliefs. This is the fate of the dead soldiers of Fengxiao Pavilion.
He took back the talisman and gently held Zhou Manzhi up with his spiritual energy. Her muscles and veins were broken, and there were no complete bones under the black burqa, so she could only be wrapped in spiritual energy.
When the war in Xuandan Mansion is over, he will bury her at the Old Woman Peak of Fuxi Mountain, where Fengxiao Pavilion is located.
Everyone in the camp brushed away the melancholy atmosphere. What was more important at this time was to study the information brought back by Zhou Manzhi.
The demonic body was fed by the spiritual stone from the real person Melting Moon, and the demonic body was about to advance. It was just a short sentence, but it was powerful enough to shake the structure of the six realms.
Can the demon body cooperate with the monks? Can the monks feed and control the demon body?
Is it because the demon's IQ has become higher, or has the monk mastered the unspeakable secret of manipulation?
If the demon body advances, it will become the demon king. The Demon King must be fought by eighth-grade monks. If more than one real person of Melting Moon does this in the world of immortality, does it mean that there are hidden dangers in various continents that have not been discovered?
Just like the demon body hidden in the secret realm of Xuanzhou...
Everyone has different thoughts, and they are all talking about their speculations.
"The answer to the question can only wait until the Xuandan Palace is breached. Now it is certain that the Xuandan Palace has exploited the people over the years because they suddenly need a large amount of spiritual stone resources to feed the demon body. This demon body is Molten Moon. The real people’s magic weapon to win also explains why they adopt passive and delaying tactics.”
After Master Fen Hui finished speaking, he looked at everyone: "We need to change our tactics and speed up the attack on the mountain guarding formation."
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Juling Mountain, outside the mountain protection formation of Xuandan Mansion.
The fierce offensive and defensive battle continues.
At this time, Wang Polu had been bombarding him continuously for seven days and seven nights. Just when he was about to run out of strength, a hot spiritual power entered his body from his back.
"What are you doing here?" he asked while taking the time to ask.
Chun Xia's voice was full of anxiety: "The master's order said that there is not enough time. Let everyone go into battle and break the formation. I will support you!"
"Okay!" Although Wang Polu didn't understand what running out of time meant, his execution ability was second to none, and he hammered away one after another.
There was an exhausted monk next to him, so he took advantage of his breath to ask: "Fellow Taoist, do you know why you are in such a hurry to blast the formation?"
Chunxia replied: "Xuandan Palace is catalyzing the demonic body. I heard that the demonic body is about to evolve into the demon king. It's really too late if we don't hurry up!"
"Catalytic Demonic Body?!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the monks in the front row heard it, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.
"Can the demon body still catalyze it?"
Chunxia told everyone about the disciples of Fengxiao Pavilion who risked their lives to send back the news.
"Since it was passed back by life, it must not be false. Brothers, work harder to prevent the Demon King from reappearing in the world!"
