A strong whirlwind surrounded Zhao Ying's body, and it intensified, and even some aggression appeared, and the ground around him was cut into cracks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why is her condition different from Purple Moon?" Lu Yun was very strange in his heart now. "Ziyue, do you know what's going on?"

Ziyue thought for a while and replied, "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Zhao is probably a very rare wind spirit root, and this Qingfeng Sword seems to be a spirit sword of the Feng Shui system. ”

"Wind Spirit Root? Is Feng Shui two-systematic? I see, no wonder. Lu Yun still remembered the first time he and Ziyue met to talk about the content of immortal cultivators.

The cultivation qualifications of immortal cultivators basically depend on their spiritual roots, and spiritual roots are divided into attributes, the most basic is the spiritual root of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, on top of this, there are very rare exotic spiritual roots, wind, thunder, and even rarer light and darkness, and even the legendary time and space, but that kind of just legend, even the immortal world may not be able to appear, not to mention that this aura has been so thin that it is not good on the earth, and it is already rare to have a strange spirit root with wind and thunder attributes.

Ziyue's spiritual root is the Five Elements spiritual root, and it is not a particularly rare spiritual root, but the purity of her spiritual root is so high that it is terrifying, as for Lu Yun, his spiritual root can only be regarded as good, and it is completely incomparable with Ziyue, but Lu Yun's cultivation does not need any spiritual root at all, he just needs to continue to consolidate his foundation and exercise his Dao heart.

Since this Zhao Ying is a rare wind spirit root, then from this point of view, Ziyue may not have much chance, the Qingfeng Sword is obvious, it seems that compared to Ziyue's water spirit root, it seems to like Zhao Ying's wind spirit root more.

The strong cyclone lasted for a long time before it subsided, and by the time it stopped, the ground around it had been largely completely destroyed.

This time, the Qingfeng Sword did not leave Zhao Ying's palm, but completely calmed down.

"I'm sorry, this Qingfeng Sword seems to like me more." Zhao Ying turned around and said to Ziyue, but her tone was full of pride and ecstasy, obviously Qingfeng Sword agreed with her, and even she didn't expect it.

"Congratulations to Miss Zhao." Ziyue didn't feel any sadness, but smiled and congratulated Zhao Ying, the spirit sword was missed like this, if it was someone else, maybe he might hold a grudge in his heart, right?

However, Lu Yun was a little interested, the spirit sword that he finally found, Ziyue originally had a chance, but now that it was taken away by others, he was in a little unhappy mood, but he didn't want to hate Zhao Ying, after all, he had said it before, and everyone had their own ability.

"In that case, Ziyue, let's go, let's go and have a look elsewhere."

"Hmm." Ziyue nodded, and there was no reluctance in her heart.

Seeing Lu Yun and Ziyue leave like this, Zhao Ying breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at the same time was a little worried, because she couldn't leave here for the time being, although the Qingfeng Sword agreed with her, but if she wanted to completely control this spirit sword, she still needed to spend time refining it, otherwise the Qingfeng Sword could not be completely controlled by her.

"There's no way, I can only let them move freely for a while!" Zhao Ying gritted his teeth and said helplessly. "Still, the two of them shouldn't mess around, right?"

After what happened just now, Zhao Ying can also see a little bit of Lu Yun and Ziyue's personalities.

With a little peace of mind, Zhao Ying found a place in the cave to sit cross-legged, put the aqua blue breeze sword on his knees, and then calmed down and began to refine, not knowing how long this process would take.

......

"Ha, run for nothing." Walking out of the Qingfeng Cave, Lu Yun hugged the back of his head and shouted depressedly.

Ziyue chuckled, "Let's go, I feel that something more intense is calling me in that direction, stronger than the Qingfeng Sword." ”

"Hmm...... Why don't I feel it at all? Why is the gap so big, Ziyue is going to be sad. Saying that, he also put on a look of grievance and sadness.

Ziyue looked at Lu Yun's appearance and smiled coquettishly, and the only trace of regret in her heart was swept away.

"Let's go, let's go." Ziyue took Lu Yun's hand and walked towards the west, she said before that something was summoning her over there, but she wasn't just talking, it was true.

......

"Is this it?"

"Yes, Senior Li."

In a vast cemetery, Chang Sheng stood respectfully beside Li Song.

"So you should know where her grave is, right?" Li Song said lightly with his hands behind his back.

Chang Sheng immediately nodded and led the way for Li Song: "Yes, here, Senior Li, please." ”

"Hmm."

The two of them walked slowly for a long time, and finally came to a stone monument that was very inconspicuous compared to those luxurious tombs.

A stone tablet that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary, without any other decoration, only a stone tablet, and even the sacrifice of the sacrifice can not be seen.

"The tomb of Ye Xin, the mother of Ling Jun." The stele was engraved with these words.

"Stand down, I'd like to wait by myself." Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Li Song waved his hand at Chang Sheng and drove away.

In the face of Li Song's unceremonious attitude, Chang Sheng didn't dare to complain, he just nodded and quickly disappeared into the cemetery.

Li Song looked at the tombstone in front of him, sighed, squatted down, took some memorial objects from the storage ring, and he himself took a wine bottle and drank it.

After pouring it hard, Li Song looked at the tombstone and sighed, today he came to Shushan not only to get the spirit sword for Lu Yun, but also for one thing, that is, to come to worship.

The tombstone in front of him was the tomb of the mother of the young man who had been fighting with Li Song for two thousand five hundred years ago because of that immortal medicine, and gave him the curse that had plagued him for two thousand five hundred years.

Two thousand five hundred years, not to mention that she is an ordinary woman with mental damage, even a powerful monk will die of old age, at that time she relied on the immortal medicine of Shushan to save her life, and then the young man disappeared, I heard Chang Sheng say, it seems that after the disappearance of the young man, Shushan spared no cost, spent a lot of immortal medicine to save this woman, but a hundred years later, this woman still died of old age in her sleep, as for the fetus in her arms, it has long died.

"Hey......" This is Li Song's fate, that Ling Jun and his mother Ye Xin can be said to have lost the chance to live because of him.

Li Song just sighed with his head stuffy and drank wine, and didn't say anything else, although he had a lot of words that he couldn't say, but people were dead, and his soul was gone, and it was just a vain thing to say.

"Bad fate, bad fate, I'm afraid I'm going to be haunted by you for the rest of my life, right?"