Luoxia Mountain is a good place.

The cold breeze passed through the forest and the leaves, and the water poured down from the mountain stream, wetting the wings of the spirit kite, causing it to cry a few times in dissatisfaction, and the sound was also tactful, but soon it was frightened by an angry roar from the top of the mountain, and it screamed and fluttered its wings twice and flew away.

"Hurry up and get out of here with your monster!!"

Accompanied by a roar wrapped in strong spiritual power and coercion, there was a loud 'bang', and I looked at it from afar, and I didn't know what it was thrown from the top of the mountain, and the thing rolled in the air, shouting "Goodbye, ancestor!" Wait for Master to come out and bring it for me! Then there was a louder "Get out!" "The earthquake fell down the cliff with ups and downs.

Seeing that his face was about to hit the ground, Song Qingyin hurriedly took out a wind talisman and slapped it on his head. Her face stopped at a distance about the size of a little finger from the ground, and before she could finish her long breath, she was smashed with the small sword thrown out with her, and fell into the ground with a thud.

Xiao Jian stood upright, looked at the overgrown ground, and then looked at the gray-faced Song Qingyin, and wiped his sword body on her clothes with a disgusted 'tsk'.

"Hurry up!" The little sword tapped the skull of the girl who was lying motionless on the ground.

Song Qingyin dug herself out of the soil with an agitated spirit, and threw herself on the soil on her body at will, just now she tossed like this, her hair was messy, she untied the golden knot of her hair and put it in her mouth to put her hair back together, revealing a pair of clear eyes. But at this moment, those eyes are full of big things.

She searched all over her body, and then solemnly put the little sword in front of her and said, "It's over, Lu Qichuan, I forgot to bring the invitation to the Demon Sealing Conference." ”

Lu Qichuan: "......"

Song Qingyin was still muttering quietly, "What should I do, I will definitely be thrown out by my ancestor again when I go back now...... No, no, no, Shizu won't let me in at all. It will be a long time before Master is out of the customs...... Senior brother and sister...... No, I have to go ......."

Lu Qichuan: "Can you shut up?" Didn't he ask you to go to the Moon Mountain Valley to die, what does it matter if you go to the Demon Sealing Conference or not? ”

"But......" Song Qingyin twisted his cuffs in embarrassment, "but the Moon Slashing Mountain will only be opened at the Demon Sealing Conference, and we won't be able to enter at all if we don't participate in the Demon Sealing Conference." ”

Xiaojian was rarely silent.

Why are you humans so troublesome?

"Then find a random person with an invitation on the road, kill him and take his invitation."

Song Qingyin examined him with a condemning gaze for a moment, then held the little sword and said bitterly: "Lu Qichuan, you are a sword spirit, it is because you always say such strange things that the master ancestor thinks you are a monster!" How can we cultivators be wholehearted for goodness, how can we ......?"

"Shut up!"

Song Qingyin: "Oh. ”

But having said that, Luoxia Mountain can't go back. Song Qingyin cleaned herself up a little and looked like she could see people, put on the package and small sword that was thrown out with her on her back, twisted a spirit rune from her arms and threw it into the air, the extremely light green light flashed, and the spirit rune turned into a small green finch hovering above her.

"Let's go to the closure first, hand over the roster!"

Hearing this, the green sparrow happily chirped and flew in front of them to lead the way.

Ten days later, Cheongju closed.

The fog outside the door was thick and obscured the sky, and there was only an oil lamp lit on the counter, and the old gentleman squinted and looked at the name card handed by the person in front of him several times, but no matter how many times he looked at it, it was just an ordinary, without the slightest spiritual power, and it was just a piece of paper with words written.

"This little friend, is your name on the name post?"

The man in front of him took off the hat, and it was a young girl. The girl wore a golden knot in her hair, a short sword at her waist, and the moisture outside the house stained her sleeves, and she wiped her face with the sleeves of her clothes indifferently, revealing a pair of eyebrows and eyes with a smile under the hat.

The old gentleman was stunned for a moment, looked at the token hanging from her waist, then glanced at the wooden card in his hand, and bowed his hand respectfully: "It's strange that the old man is clumsy, this is actually the head of Luoxia Mountain, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Song Qingyin pinched the small black sword on his waist that shook like a snicker, turned his head and asked the old gentleman, "What is the real name that Mr. said before?" ”

"Oh, that's the rule set by the true immortals, today's Dao demons in this world have fled from the other side of the barrier, and there are many people eyeing the crowd, this Demon Sealing Conference is held in order to reshape the barrier, if they get the news, they will definitely try their best to destroy it, and this is also to prevent them from getting in." The old gentleman smiled and plucked the lamp oil with iron chopsticks.

"What are you rubbing? What they want is your name that you brought out of your mother's womb and was the first to call you with a reaction, so hurry up and write it down? Xiao Jian dangled from his waist dissatisfied, Song Qingyin slapped him on the table, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, "I don't have a mother, can you shut up?" ”

Little Sword shook off the table and stopped talking.

"The sword spirit is a little rebellious, which makes Mr. laugh." Song Qingyin's eyes were quick, and before Xiaojian could speak, he took out a handkerchief and tied it firmly. The old gentleman was already surprised by this kind of thing, and only handed back the name card to her, Song Qingyin stretched out his hand and brushed it off, erased the original handwriting on it, and engraved the other three words.

Song is the surname of the master who picked her up, Qing is the ranking of the master, and the sound is the senior brother and the senior sister who have argued for a long time. She had always taken this name as her real name, and when the old gentleman mentioned it today, she vaguely remembered that when she was down the mountain, someone had called her by another name.

The wooden card crossed a golden light, and the name was recognized.

After she left, another person came by stepping on the rain curtain that was filling at some point, he did not hold an umbrella, but the water vapor naturally avoided him. The old gentleman bowed down and bowed, and said, "True immortal." ”

The man nodded and picked up the recruitment order that Song Qingyin had left on the table. The wooden plaque soaked in the cold is engraved with six characters, the first three are normal, and the last three are crooked, and the person who wrote it is very unfamiliar with it.

Spring ninety-nine.

"True Immortal, is there anything wrong with this post?" The old gentleman was afraid that he would mistakenly let the demons in, and when he saw that his gaze stayed on it for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless in his heart. But that little girl didn't have any demonic energy on her body just now, if she was really a demon, she would definitely not be a good master to deal with if she could hide herself so well.

Lu Zixiu put the name card back in the wooden box and shook his head slightly, "No problem, don't worry too much." ”

"Strange, why is it getting colder and colder?" Song Qingyin returned to the inn where she stayed, she took off her hat and put it by the door, spread her hair and drank a big sip of tea in her porcelain bowl, until she said to herself for a long time and no one made a sound to shut her up, and then she realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

Little Sword: ##¥%¥%%

"I'm sorry......" Song Qingyin smiled and untied the handkerchief layer by layer, and the little sword bounced up and fell off the table angrily, no matter how you look at it, she looks very angry.

Lu Qichuan: Kill her sooner or later!

"But Lu Qichuan," Song Qingyin found a cloth towel to wipe the moisture on his hair, "How do you know that I once had a name named Chun Jiujiu?" ”

"Do you know what the consequences of calling the big devil by his name?"

Song Qingyin poked the small sword body funny, "You little sword spirit is quite ambitious, if you want to be a big devil, you must transform first." ”

"How about you give me that thing, and I can not only shapeshift, but also kill all of you? Do you want to think about it? Lu Qichuan said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Song Qingyin, who was still smiling just now, suddenly looked serious, and she clenched the cloth towel in her hand. Lu Qichuan looked at her unscrupulously because she couldn't see her gaze. Song Qingyin was obviously nervous, but she was very cautious, even in this case, she couldn't see where that thing was hiding at all.

After a while, she held back a sentence, "...... No way. ”

Lu Qichuan didn't mention this matter again, and Song Qingyin didn't want to continue to ask the previous question, so he had to spread a layer of cushion on the table and put the little sword on it, blew out the candle, and said goodnight.

Both of them had their own thoughts, so naturally they couldn't fall asleep. Song Qingyin covered her forehead with her hand, and suddenly felt a burst of grievances. There's something in her head, and it's probably something to do with the former Demon Lord. These were the first words that Master said to her when he picked her up and returned to the mountain. Of course, it wasn't a lie, for she herself occasionally woke up in the middle of the night to feel the presence of the thing—'it' had melted into her own blood and bones, and could never be stripped away.

People call it a 'treasure'. There are only three kinds of people who want to get it, one is the demon who wants to turn over from being suppressed into the darkness, the other is the cultivator who covets great power, and the other is the 'treasure hunter' who hearsays that this thing is priceless and has the effect of living people's bones.

It can be said that everyone wants it.

She went down the mountain this time, because she inherited the order of her ancestor and sealed this thing into the rumored Cutting Moon Mountain, the hidden valley and the moat. This is a path that will lead her to death personally, under the moat of the secluded valley of the Moon Cutting Mountain is an endless sea of fire, where the fire can burn all things, and only there can the things in Song Qingyin's body and herself be destroyed. So you can't let Master know.

"Lu Qichuan?"

"What?"

Song Qingyin turned over and faced him, "Do you think I'll die?" ”

After a long time, no sound came, and she couldn't hold back the drowsiness that came from her for a while, so she yawned and buried her head in the quilt and fell asleep. Not long after her breathing was stable, a faint brilliance escaped from her body, and all of them were absorbed by the small sword, unlike before, this time the power was much stronger than before, Lu Qichuan quickly mobilized the spiritual veins around her body, and turned it into her own use before the power rioted.

The mottled shadows of the trees on the half-open window moved, and in the blink of an eye sat a young man in a black shirt, who first moved his still translucent arm uncomfortably, and then pulled his face at the bronze mirror on the table.

Tsk, it's too tender.

The strength is not enough, and it takes more to return to its normal form......

The person who fell asleep in the bed didn't feel anything at all, perhaps because he was too familiar with the other person's breath and calmed down. The corners of the young man's eyes were narrow, and there was a little coldness in his eyes, he glanced at the person on the bed, restrained his breath and stood beside her, and stretched out his hand to Song Qingyin's defenseless sleeping face.

As long as he gets that thing, even if he is just a remnant soul, he can give birth to seven spirits that are no different from ordinary people.

"Lu Qichuan, don't make ......"

Lu Qichuan looked at her hand that was slapped away in shock, but Song Qingyin didn't wake up at all, she grabbed a handful of itchy faces, muttered something, and shrank into the corner to continue her spring and autumn dream.

Lu Qichuan: ......

Lu Qichuan: Dead girl.

He didn't do anything after all, but he angrily dragged the quilt that had slipped under his shoulders up and covered the window.

"Ahh!!h

"What the hell are you howling about?" The little sword bounced off the table in dissatisfaction, and fell down again, making two loud bangs.

Song Qingyin cried and cried with a sad face, and carefully removed the spirit talisman that was clinging to the window, for fear that if it was destroyed a little, he would lose contact with his master.

"What's going on, yesterday I deliberately left half of the window just because I was afraid that the spirit rune wouldn't be able to come in!" Oh my God, my heart is going to break when I look at this poor little rune paper.

Lu Qichuan: ......, it's just that you are sick and nosy!

With a small meat bun in his mouth, Song Qingyin spread out the spirit talisman on the table in front of him.

This is an era of overflowing spiritual power. If you have to trace back to the roots, it can have a little to do with the war between gods and demons thousands of years ago. However, the result of the battle was indeed tragic, and the five saints on the human side fell, but in the end, the demon lord's soul was scattered, and a barrier was set up at the boundary between humans and demons. It is also said that the strong duel, the spiritual power bursts and mixes between heaven and earth, and over time, people who are nourished by such heaven and earth aura also have innate spiritual power. After that, most of the people who had a little ambition and ability chose to start a sect, and no one controlled those who were used to being free and casual, so that until now, it may be a casual cultivator to catch a small person in the field.

But these people can't be said to be leaderless, if you talk about the head of today's monks, everyone tacitly thinks of the 'true immortal' who is said to be the only one in the world in the past hundred years.

"What are you working on?"

Song Qingyin smiled and pointed to the spirit rune that was being dried by manpower, "This?" It was the spirit talisman that I put out yesterday to find someone, I thought about it, although I don't have an invitation, but I can go in with someone who has an invitation! ”

Lu Qichuan: "Then you're too smart." ”

Song Qingyin: "Yes! I also think I'm so smart, you see how ...... me."

Lu Qichuan: "Shut up! "I'm not praising you at all!

"Look at it, look at it, maybe it's because you're so irritable that you haven't been able to transform into shape, and you've never heard of people's tempers if they're so powerful, right?!" Song Qingyin took the little sword in his hand and shook it, pinning it to his waist.

"Let's go, the talisman shows that there is someone with an invitation not far from us."