Seeing Lu Qingshan say this, the small sword was no longer entangled, and he stretched out his finger and lightly tapped it on the tip of the three-foot blade.

A little aura, suddenly flickering.

Sou!

The three-foot blade was like water returning to the sea, and instantly drilled into the body of the hidden little sword.

At the moment when the three-foot blade entered the body, a divine light flashed in Zang Xiaojian's eyes, sharp and sharp.

Sword cultivation and the natal sword have always complemented each other, the sword cultivates the natal sword, so as to continuously improve the quality of the natal sword, naturally, the natal sword also has some feedback and gain to the sword cultivation.

Swords can also raise people!

Therefore, at the moment of refining the three-foot blade as the natal sword, the Tibetan small sword added a few points of the sharpness of the three-foot blade out of thin air.

……

The speed at which the little girl refines the natal sword is a bit fast.

Lu Qingshan muttered to himself, and then withdrew his gaze from Zang Xiaojian, and his eyes swept around.

From the time the Jiaolong Demon King came to the rescue of Jiao Yan to the time he was beaten into the Spirit Abyss, in just a short period of time, a large part of the Jiao beasts brought by the Jiaolong Demon King had already escaped from the clamp of the big array.

"King Jiao is dead!" Under the full force that had just erupted, the sword master, who had already been seriously injured, stood up again, roared angrily, and ran the aura of the Yuanying Monk towards the center of the battlefield.

The next moment, the beasts in the battlefield began to scatter, running in all directions, wanting to escape back to the sea.

In terms of the current situation alone, it is obvious that the Jiao Beast has the advantage, even if there is the sword master's Yuan Ying combat power, but the knife master is seriously injured at this time, and the state is worrying, if the Jiao beast fights with all his strength, it is not impossible to win.

But this is the inferior nature of the demon beasts, as soon as the Jiaowang dies, the only bloodline of the Jiaowang Jiaoyan, also falls into the spiritual abyss with the Jiaowang, and the dragons have no leader, and they have to let these Jiao beasts fight to the death with the human monks, there is no possibility.

The beasts are self-interested.

Zang Xiaojian looked at the many Jiao beasts that were fleeing by themselves, and was eager to try, and asked Lu Qingshan, "Do you want to hunt them down?" ”

Lu Qingshan glanced at the sword master, and saw that after he sent out his momentum, he no longer had any action to chase and kill the Jiao Beast, and he already knew in his heart that the Sword Master was also at the end of the strong crossbow at this time, but he was just pretending to scare off these Jiao Beasts.

"Don't chase after the poor Kou, let these beasts go first." Lu Qingshan said coldly.

The Dragon Slayer Monk seemed to have received a similar order, and he was also intentionally or unintentionally letting the beast escape.

Under the leadership of the Jiaolong Demon King, these Jiao beasts were arrogant and landed on the island in a mighty way, but in the blink of an eye, they were defeated and fled in embarrassment.

The Dragon Slayer Knife Monk who fought bloodily saw this scene happening, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

They only know that the thick haze that has shrouded the island for more than 200 years has finally dispersed today, and the human race on the island has seen the light of day again.

Just as the last Jiao Beast also disappeared from their field of vision, the Sword Master's body suddenly plummeted and fell straight down.

"Knife Master!"

Immediately, the Dragon Slayer Knife Jindan Monk exclaimed in surprise, and rushed over in a panic to check the situation of the knife owner, and confirmed that the knife master was only relieved after fainting from injury and exhaustion.

……

"Thank you three for your help." Lianzhou walked over and thanked Lu Qingshan very politely.

In the case that the sword master was unconscious and the Tongzheng Daoist was also seriously injured, Lian Yun Sanjie temporarily led the Dragon Slayer Knife Monk to manage the situation.

"We have to hurry up and treat our injured colleagues now," Lian Zhou pointed to the Dragon Slayer Knife monks who were cleaning up the battlefield around him and said, "In a few days, our Dragon Slayer Knife will definitely come to the door in person, and I would like to thank the three of them for their help." ”

Lu Qingshan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you guys are busy with your work." ”

Lianzhou didn't say anything more, and hurriedly joined the ranks of tidying up the battlefield.

……

"I didn't expect that Shopkeeper Xue would even give up his own life for the sake of the child he just learned about today...... Zang Xiaojian said with a complicated expression.

"It's not surprising," Lu Qingshan said in a deep voice: "King Jiao would risk his life to get close to Lingyuan for the sake of his own bloodline, not to mention Xue Zhuyong, who could overthrow the Mo family in order to avenge his wife?" ”

Zang Xiaojian was speechless, and asked again: "Shopkeeper Xue is affectionate and sexual, for Master Mo to be able to do life and death, then what is Master Mo for?" ”

"Although the Jiao Clan has poisoned the Jiaolong Island Human Clan, since it has lasted for so many years, why not endure it?" Zang Xiaojian was extremely regretful, and muttered: "With Master Mo's talent, if he is willing to devote himself to cultivation for hundreds of years, even if the Jiaolong Demon King succeeds in transforming into a dragon at that time, it may not be anything to him, but at this time, in order to kill the Jiao King, he will give up his life." ”

Lu Qingshan was silent for a long time, thought about it, and explained to Zang Xiaojian: "In this world, there are two kinds of people.

The first type is the sane person, who will change themselves to adapt to the environment.

There is also the irrational people, who want to change the environment. ”

"Master Mo is the kind of person who is irrational...... "Zang Xiaojian muttered.

Lu Qingshan nodded and shook his head, "However, history has always been created by the latter kind of people. ”

Zang Xiaojian's words froze and fell into silence.

"What about you?" Qin Yitian, who was hanging next to the two of them, suddenly asked out loud.

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan was stunned.

Qin Yitian's eyes were swollen, staring at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, and asked again, "Young Master Lu, what kind of person are you, the former or the latter?" ”

Lu Qingshan was stopped by Qin Yitian.

Qin Yitian didn't urge Lu Qingshan either, his crystal bright phoenix eyes kept looking at Lu Qingshan, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses, smiled bitterly at Qin Yitian, and said helplessly: "I don't know myself, I should be more inclined to the former kind of person......

Qin Yitian nodded thoughtfully, with a shallow smile between the corners of his mouth, "I understand." ”

Whew!

Suddenly, there was a loud whistling sound.

Lu Qingshan's gaze subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound source.

This roaring sound like a prehistoric giant beast turning over turned out to be from Lingyuan!

In a moment.

Countless white mist inexplicably emerged, brewed, and gathered in the dark and secluded spiritual abyss.

"What is this?" Zang Xiaojian's eyes widened and he said in surprise.

"The islanders have said that Lingyuan will erupt from time to time, as if I touched it." Lu Qingshan hesitated.

Whew!

The whistling sound became louder and louder, and the white mist became thicker and thicker.

Lu Qingshan and the three of them hurriedly retreated, away from the spiritual abyss.

Finally.

It was as if there had been a violent explosion, and a huge column of water gushed out from the mouth of the spiritual abyss in the rolling white mist, and went straight into the sky.

The rumbling sound pressed down on the surrounding layers, and after the water column reached a certain height, it scattered and fell at a gallop, leaving thousands of droplets of water in the blue sky.

It's like a Milky Way pouring down from the sky.

Under the illumination of the sun, the drops of water reflect the crystal clear light, and between the water mist, there are various colors of light superimposed, colorful, magnificent and vivid.

A beautiful rainbow in the sky appeared in everyone's sight.

The body of the fallen monk on the ground, as well as the dragon slayer knife monk who healed the wounded monk, were also attracted by this huge movement, and couldn't help but look up at this rainbow that happened to appear in the sky after the end of the war.

……

It's been a long time.

Lingyuan's movement stopped abruptly, and as the water droplets evaporated in the sky, the rainbow also disappeared.

The clouds are gone.

"I'm leaving." Zang Xiaojian's big moist and bright eyes flashed, and he suddenly said to Lu Qingshan.

"In such a hurry?" Zang Xiaojian was about to leave, Lu Qingshan was not surprised, they came to Jiaolong Island to find the sword, since the purpose had been achieved, naturally there was no reason to stay longer.

He just didn't expect that Zang Xiaojian would leave in such a hurry.

With the temperament of a little girl, she accepted Xue Zhuyong's three-foot front, and there was no reason not to go back to Jiaolong City to see Mrs. Mo.

"Yes, there are some special reasons, I have to rush home as soon as possible," Zang Xiaojian pursed his lips and said, "Originally, I was going to go back with you to see Mrs. Mo, but now it seems that Mrs. Mo has no choice but to ask you." ”

"Naturally, I had an agreement with Mo Yan that if something unfortunate happened to him, I would help him take care of Mrs. Mo," Lu Qingshan bowed his head and sighed.

Zang Xiaojian turned his head to look at Qin Yitian, and sent an invitation to Qin Yitian: "What about you, Sister Yitian?" What's next, if you don't have a place to go, why don't you go to my house and see what? ”

Qin Yitian moth's eyebrows were furrowed, there was a faint brilliance in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Qingshan without speaking.

"I see." Zang Xiaojian instantly understood the meaning in Qin Yitian's eyes, and said to Lu Qingshan: "That Sister Yitian is also handed over to you." ”

Lu Qingshan was inexplicably stunned, and he didn't understand what the sudden tacit understanding between Zang Xiaojian and Qin Yitian was.

"By the way, there's this." Zang Xiaojian clapped his hands violently, as if he remembered something, took out a cloth bag from the storage ring, and handed it to Lu Qingshan.

The cloth bag is very bulging, and I don't know what it contains.

"What is this?" Lu Qingshan was a little puzzled.

"This is a gift for the King of the Rats, lest it be angry with me because I didn't say goodbye to it before I left." Zang Xiaojian said with a grin.

Knowing that this trip was very dangerous, and the Western Rat King himself had no combat power, Lu Qingshan let the Western Rat King stay in Jiaolong City with Mo Zhizhi.

"I see, I'll pass it on to him." Lu Qingshan took the cloth bag and said.

"Then," Zang Xiaojian looked at Lu Qingshan, his dark pupils shining, and a small pear vortex appeared on the goose egg face, "Qingshan doesn't change?" ”

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he waved his hand at the small sword and chuckled: "Green water flows forever." ”

The Tibetan small sword rose up and turned into a streamer, and her playful chuckle came from above the sky: "Sister Yitian, see you next time." ”