Chapter 52: Lianhua
"Ahem, ahem......"
"You transferred the knife wound of the feathered man to yourself. â
After receiving a positive answer, Wen Renran went to the crystal lake again, and met Mu Shaoai leaving with a tired face. At this moment, listening to the weak coughing sound, how could Wen Renran not know what was happening: "In fact, there is a Kunlun senior, and the knife wound of the mad dragon is not without a doctor." If you care about it, it's messed up. â
"It doesn't matter, as long as the feather boy is okay, the plan of the sword and halberd demon will not be affected. The old man's bones are still very strong, and this injury is nothing. â
According to the usual appearance of lightly picking his lips, Mu Shaoai didn't seem to take the difficult knife strength to heart, and said, "Huhu, don't worry about me." Listen to the words of the deer king, the arrangement of the last time has worked?"
"Well, I'm just here to remind you that things may not be that simple. Although Beichen Yuanhuang got his wish, I always felt that there was something else wrong. â
Told Mu Shaoai all the previous guesses, and asked with a stern expression: "...... So I don't think Nangong Shenyu is dead. With what you know about the Black Sect, is it possible for him to use some kind of poison to trick him into getting out?"
"If it is as you say, what Nangong Shenfei is trying to divert attention and sneak under the table to act cheaply. As for whether there is such a Gu technique as zĂ i...... There is indeed an unfinished poisonous Gu in the image, with the function of reincarnation. However, the conditions for this technique to be performed are harsh, not only do you only have one chance in a lifetime, but it also requires a master whose cultivation is no less than that of the Awakened Evil, and who is also proficient in the same source poison skill, can be voluntarily sacrificed before it can be achieved. â
"So, as far as I know, there have been sporadic news of the Awakened Evil Ones lately, then?"
I didn't expect Mu Shaoai to give such an answer, but after hearing it, I thought about it, except for the one who awakened the evil, there should be no poison master of the same level. Wen Renran couldn't help but be a little puzzled, could it be that Nangong Shenyu really died at the hands of Beichen Yuanhuang?
"I hope Nangong Shenfei has really fallen. Ahem......"
Seeing Mu Shaoai coughing again and again, Wen Renran hurriedly put out his mind temporarily, helped him take the medicine to suppress the knife strength, and said, "You can't do this, we have to go to Chengxin Mingtai first." The remaining injuries of the feather people are not treatable in the crystal lake, and the Kunlun predecessors must be found. â
"Do you know the place?"
"What do you mean?"
"As long as there is a road view, I can't walk. The demon world, the pit of sin, Beichen father and son are the focus of attention, and you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter as finding someone to heal. The old man is a nine-life cat, and he can't die if he wants to. Mu Shaoai shook his head and refused.
"Anyway, you're just going to be strong. â
Knowing that Mu Shaoai had made a decision, it was difficult for others to move, and Wen Renran had no choice but to compromise, first inform the Kunlun of the place where he cultivated on weekdays, and after thinking about it, he said: "I'm still not very relieved." Since that person has temporarily changed his career to be a thug, he should simply let him accompany you. â
"That person, who one?"
"Just keep it tacit. â
Some words don't have to be said too clearly, Mu Shaoai suddenly felt like a brain, and said politely: "Ha, I didn't expect the old man to have a day to bother him." However, I was dragged off the cliff by him, and I should ask for some interest. â
"Then that's it. â
After the negotiation was settled, Wen Renran immediately summoned Du Qiuyun again, and used the eight-grade magic power to go to another layer of insurance, and then he really put his mind at ease: "My daughter is still waiting for me on Pingshan, so let's go first." â
"Go, go. The old man can't afford the resentment of the little girl, ha. â
"Farewell. â
After greeting each other, Wen Ren disappeared in an instant. Mu Shaoai, who was standing in place, looked at the road and smiled helplessly. However, before he could be relieved, a message suddenly flew from the depths of the dense forest, and it fell steadily into Mu Shaoai's palm.
Suspiciously, Mu Shaoai dismantled it, and his eyes immediately changed color.
"Zhu Zhen!"
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The mountain road is steep and cold, and the plum fragrance is far away. In the holy cave and next to the lotus pond, there is a sleeping dry bone, peaceful and peaceful. Although the holy monk Yilian has passed away, the spirit of sacrificing his life is still alive.
Waiting requires patience, and there is never a shortage of swords and snow. Hundreds of years of memories continue to emerge in my mind, and the attachment of the past demons is realized one by one under the earnest teachings of the sage. The holy evil, the Buddha and the demon, are always only in one thought. Realizing the evil in the sword of the past, it is another person whose heart is closely related to it, and he has not forgotten it for a moment......
While contemplating and meditating, a sudden demonic fire dispelled the coldness of the mountains. The bloody red cherry blossoms, the blood-colored full moon, and the red cloth shoes blocked the way to escape.
"Sword evil, the Buddha swallowing boy came to ask for advice according to the appointment. â
A cold and impersonal voice swept in with the hot wind. The Buddha Swallowing Boy took steady steps, and his unpredictable eyes did not see the confusion of being there, only the concentration and indifference of performing the task.
"You shouldn't have brought irrelevant demons here. â
Slowly and firmly stood upright, Jian Xue was nameless and did not move, and the cold aura had isolated the evil atmosphere. The significance of a lotus to it is extraordinary, the arrival of the Yuan Calamity and the Wild Bloom did not make Jian Xue afraid, but there was a layer of anger and secretly.
The Buddha Swallowing Boy said: "Yilian Tuosheng was able to sacrifice his life for righteousness back then, but now he can't even be contaminated with the breath of demons?"
"Master won't care. However, since you have bad intentions, I don't want the war to disturb his sleep. â
"Really, I think it's too lonely to sleep alone. The last unfinished duel, the endless fetters, there should always be a time to end. â
The Buddha-swallowing boy who was ordered to act was even a little shaken back then. The appearance of the one-sword sealed Zen personality is more due to the guidance of the holy qi of the killing commandment. It's not like the feathered dove pan god son, who has an unforgettable respect for the survival of a lotus lotus.
The red light of Zhu Yan was sheng at the moment when the words fell, illuminating the entire cave. The white robe was raised, and the Buddha swallowing boy slanted and pointed to the ground, and then asked for battle with one hand: "Advice." â
The bow and knife are vibrating, and the first to strike is actually a disaster. The red cherry blossoms floated and killed, and the double-split scimitar rushed like lightning, mercilessly slashing at the sword snow nameless.
Trapped in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, Jian Xue was not alarmed, holding the lotus and turning the whirlwind quickly, and the sword rain was like a curtain to block the killing. However, before he could fight back, Jian Xue Ling's mind moved, and he felt that the god was attacking silently.
The two generals will cooperate tacitly to block the way of escape. But how could the evil in the sword of the feather rebirth saint and demon body be defeated lightly?
"Chikageyuki. â
The sword flowers were pulled together, and the wind and snow were urgent, engulfing the demonic fire. The snow was misty, the sword blade was cold, and Jian Xuefu made a move to deal with it, but it was unexpectedly not to break through to the Buddha swallowing boy, but to camp step by step, guarding the mountains. The scattered snowflakes, although they carry the sword intent of the forest cold, and there is no chaos when they see the moves, they do not show the slightest attitude of fighting, which is particularly suspicious.
In order to prevent long dreams at night, the Buddha swallowing boy was on guard at the same time, Zhu Yan drew on the spot, and suddenly ordered the mountain and rocks to collapse, and the demon flame reversed and counterattacked: "Forgive the heart flame!"
"Thin red plum. â
The three generals joined forces to attack, and Jian Xue couldn't help but feel very struggling, and with a cold snort, at first glance, he saw Lian Yi hanging in the air, and the arrogant plum fragrance was awake to the bones, and a sword frost and cold were shining, blocking the three demons together.
But with the blessing of the Heavenly Desolate Dao and the Divine Dao Sealing Realm, the alliance between the Yuan Calamity and the Farewell Wild Hua is not general, and then there is the Buddha Devouring Boy who looks at the opportunity to do it, and the struggle has been stable for a while.
However, looking at Jian Xue's still calm and unhurried expression, the Buddha Swallowing Boy felt ominous for no reason, and when Zhu Yan was about to pierce Jian Xue's right shoulder, he paused in a trance inexplicably, but the remaining demonic fire was no longer enough to hurt the enemy.
"It's the feeling again...... Sword snow, the devil does not allow the factors that mislead judgment. â
"Do you really understand?"
"The winner who survives has a chance to pursue. â
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, the Buddha Swallowing Boy hurriedly settled his chaotic thoughts for a moment, and Zhu Yan's offensive became more and more decisive. The two demons of the Yuan Calamity and the Heavenly Desolation instantly understood, and they started at the same time with strong tricks, vowing to punish the enemy with one blow.
Just when Jian Xue was in danger, he suddenly saw Jian Xue rushing straight up, as if he was about to collide with the three fierce killing moves. Although the three demons are puzzled, their killing intent is resolute, and they do not retreat but advance and kill each other!
"One step at a time, one step at a time. â
Clinker, the moment of victory and defeat, the sky suddenly came to Wen Ci's loud voice, the majestic golden palm print gathered the Buddha power of the sky, and Mount Tai pressed down like a top. The Demon Sword and Evil Sword are always powerful and domineering, and before this golden holy lotus flower, it can only completely disintegrate like snowmelting.
Defeated three times in one move, the red-tongued Buddha swallowing boy turned around suddenly, stared at Jian Xue incredulously, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Sword Snow will always be Sword Snow, but ...... I accept the past, you, and deny the future. â
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