Chapter 69: Eight Hundred Years of Enlightenment
The demon vines were connected and quietly attacked from all directions.
Dongchang Fanzi, who had never met such a cannibal vine, was frightened and forced to escape from his hiding place.
All of a sudden, everyone was in a hurry, slashing and slashing everywhere.
One of the stalls avoided the demon vines that were plundering from under his feet, turned around through the treetops, and fell next to Kong Rongzhi, and hurriedly shouted: "Qianhu, that vine is a monster, and the swords in the hands of the brothers are constantly chopping. ”
As soon as the head of the stall finished speaking, a scream suddenly sounded.
A fan was a little careless, and was attacked by a demon vine to his feet, and when he could react, he was already wrapped in the demon vine and dragged into the darkness.
Kong Rongzhi saw that Ji Zongbu and the daughter of Nie Pei, who was supposed to be dead, had left, and this forest was full of weirdness and weirdness, and the situation was grim, and it was impossible to do anything: "Withdraw, go find Xuanyinzi." ”
When the Dongchang soldiers who were attacked by the demon vines were embarrassed, they were anxious like lost dogs, panicked like fish that had slipped through the net, and left a few corpses to protect Kong Rongzhi's retreat.
But it was said that Nie Xiaoqian took Ji Zongbu to shuttle through the forest, she knew a lot about the habits of Qisha Tianluo, and knew that Qisha Tianluo liked yin and evil water, so she ran to Xiaojing Lake.
I just ran for half an hour according to the path in my memory, and I was still in the Black Wind Forest.
In order to one day snatch back her ashes altar and escape from this demon cave and ghost cave, Nie Xiaoqian has done many seemingly stupid things, such as measuring the nearby land for several miles with her feet in order to familiarize herself with the nearby terrain.
She knows everything about the Soul Gang, Lanruo Temple, and the Black Wind Forest, and her familiarity may only lie in the old witch who has survived for thousands of years in this side of the water and soil.
However, now that I have been running for so long, I am still spinning in the forest, and the huge trees around me are towering, and I have not heard any insect chirping, and it is so dead that there is no sound of the wind, which looks extremely strange. She knew something was wrong, and floated into the air in Ji Zongbu's surprised gaze, raising her eyes to look.
But seeing that the demon fog was like rain, bleak and hazy, shrouded in I don't know how wide, even if she floated high, she couldn't see far.
Nie Xiaoqian floated back to the ground, and Ji Zongbu asked with concern: "Xiaoqian, you fought with Kong Qianhu just now, did you get hurt?" ”
Inheriting all the memories of "Nie Xiaoqian", Nie Xiaoqian has a natural affinity for Ji Zongbuji's uncle who drove thousands of miles from the capital and killed several horses just to find herself.
But now was not the time to complain, so she simply replied, "Uncle, I'm fine." ”
Kong Qianhu's palm power can't hurt the body of the yin soul, Nie Xiaoqian will be injured, it is purely Kong Qianhu's qi and blood are majestic, she attacked Kong Qianhu, the distance was too close, and she was hit by masculine qi and blood. If it is an ordinary female ghost, there may be a period of weakness, but her ghost body is more condensed and stable than that of ordinary female ghosts, and there is an endless wisp of literary atmosphere to make up for it, but it will recover after a while.
The demon fog in the forest is dense and uncertain, making people feel like they are in a labyrinth, and they can't find a way out at all.
Seeing that Uncle Ji was puzzled, Nie Xiaoqian explained: "There is a thousand-year-old tree demon in this forest, and the demonic power is unfathomable. The terrain here has not changed, but the vegetation has changed, like next to this rock, there was no such tree before. It was probably the thousand-year-old dryad who used his magic to change the vegetation of the Black Wind Forest, obscuring the road, and trying to trap everyone who broke into the forest. ”
Ji Zongbu didn't interrupt Nie Xiaoqian's words, he only nodded without doubt, as if he was determined to hand over all his judgment to Nie Xiaoqian.
"Uncle, apart from the Jinyi guards in the East Factory just now, is there anyone else in this forest?" Nie Xiaoqian asked, she needed to grasp all the situations in order to gather all her strength to deal with the old witch who didn't know where she was lurking.
I don't know if I can succeed, but this is probably the best chance. Yan Chixia, who waited for the rabbit to come, or may not come, was so slim that she could hardly see hope.
"A little monk, a descendant who is said to be a descendant of the local Wang family, a young swordsman and his maid, two little Taoist priests of the Pure Yang Palace......" Ji Zongbu said one by one, there were as many as eight or nine people, "We entered the Black Wind Forest together, and we encountered strong winds and rain on the way, as well as a sneak attack by Dongchang Fanzi, and we were separated. ”
Little monk, isn't that the crazy monk who calls himself a bald donkey, the descendant of the local Wang family, should be Wang Lin. And the young swordsman and his maid, I don't know who they are.
As for the little Taoist priest of the Pure Yang Palace, his fists are immeasurable, the sword is returned to the pure yang, and the legendary sword technique of a thousand is not a kung fu that ordinary people can use.
Although Nie Xiaoqian didn't know why these people came to this dangerous place, she seemed to see the rising sun called hope.
However, Nie Xiaoqian quickly restrained the joy in her heart and calmed down her heart. The top priority is to find these many masters, so as not to be defeated by the old witch. She doesn't think that the old witch's demon method is just the scale and half claw shown in the movie.
Ji Zongbu on the side saw Nie Xiaoqian's thoughtful and silent appearance, calm and steady, quite the atmosphere of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him and not changing his color, he was relieved and sighed at the same time, although the daughter of the righteous brother was finally found, she was no longer the little girl who loved to laugh before.
Thinking that if Wang Lin and the little monk also came, they would definitely go to the water to find themselves, Nie Xiaoqian immediately made a decision: "Uncle, go this way." ”
The old witch used the demon magic to change the vegetation of the forest, turning a huge forest into a misty forest with no entry and exit, and it was indeed difficult for even her to tell where the way was. But it's also difficult, it's not that it can't be done, it's just a little slower.
Nie Xiaoqian took her uncle Ji Zongbu to find a way out and went to live in the water, and on the other side, Wang Lin and the little monk of the Chunyang Palace, as well as the little Taoist priest of the Chunyang Palace, were being chased by a large number of ghostly demon vines.
The demon vine chased after him very quickly, but except for the young swordsman Wu Lan's maid who didn't know how to do light skills, each of them ran extremely fast, just when they thought they were about to get rid of the demon vine, the ground suddenly shook and shook, and then several people hugged the big tree on the empty ground in front of them, rumbling, very abruptly rising from the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the trees formed an impermeable wall of trees, blocking their path.
There are terrifying and weird giant trees in front of the ground blocking the way, and there are demon vines in the back, and there is no way to enter the sky and no door to the ground, and the situation is at a critical juncture.
Liu Suiyun, the junior disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, who has always shown people with light wind and clouds, looked around, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, it's time to take out the sword." ”
Senior brother Liu sank like water with the wind, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and pointed his sword pointing upwards: "I have a sword, the name is the water, the blade is three feet, and the power of the brilliant can break the ten thousand laws in the world." ”
With a clear buzz, Liu Suifeng took out the ancient sword "Stop Water" on his back, the sword body was cold and quenched, and the sword aura was heavy like a dragon's groan.
The water-stopping sword swayed around Liu Suifeng's head, flashing a large sword light, and finally fell into his hand: "Senior brother! ”
Liu Suiyun nodded, and when he muttered something in his mouth, the wrist of his right hand holding the sword trick turned around, and a cold light appeared on his back, but the sword "Dai Xue" was already out of the sheath: "I bowed my head and buried my head for a long time, and a sword has been sharpened in my hand for ten years." ”
Liu read with the wind: "In the eight hundred years since I gained the Tao, I have never beheaded someone with a flying sword. ”
Wang Lin, the little monk and the others who were on guard next to them saw the movements of the two Pure Yang Palace brothers, and the tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared.
Wang Lin touched the little monk beside him on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Master, your Wuliang Temple is as famous as the Pure Yang Palace, what are they doing?" ”
However, before the little monk could finish speaking, the maid on the back of the young swordsman said in an innocent tone: "Wu Lan, it turns out that the swordsman of the Central Plains is so coquettish that he even has to recite poetry when he draws his sword. ”
Liu Suiyun is a junior brother after all, his face is tender, where can he resist being ironic by a little girl, his face immediately turned red, and he retorted with a strong heartache: "This is the mantra of the sword, the mantra, if you don't read it, is it still called a mantra?" ”