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Chapter 299, Ink and Wash Garan

It was as if the whole world was left with only bloodthirsty, dementors, and oneself—and, of course, the white-haired shadow that came from the ink landscape with a smile on his face.

This... What's going on?

Although since he was rescued by Song Daren to Qingyunmen, Zhang Xiaofan has seen many magical things, such as the sea of clouds, Hongqiao, or even the amazing water unicorn... Although they are not objects that can be seen in the mortal world, because of the myths and legends that I have heard since childhood, they are not without a trace.

However, this series of strange changes that happened today caught Zhang Xiaofan off guard!

Whether it is the transparent bead left by Puzhi on his body suddenly breaking the seal of the word "swastika" and fighting with the black short stick, or whether he is suddenly in this world like an ink landscape painting, these are far beyond Zhang Xiaofan's imagination!

However, things in the world are so incredible, and when Liuying walked towards him with a smile, he was incredibly calm.

"Here... Did you do it? ”

"Are you asking about the bloodthirsty orb and the dementor rod in front of you, or about this 'ink garan'?"

Bloodthirsty beads? Dementor Staff? Ink garan?

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't understand a word, so he just shook his head. He was an honest and stupid kid, but Flowing Shadow didn't care. Seeing his reaction like this, he first blamed himself.

"yes, how could you possibly know that?"

He smiled, then stretched out his hand, and the bloodthirsty bead and the dementor rod that stayed in mid-air actually flew towards him! Zhang Xiaofan hadn't forgotten the terrible scene of his life and death just now, and couldn't help but remind him at the moment.

"Be careful! That... It was so ruthless that it seemed to come back to life. ”

Just spoke. Zhang Xiaofan regretted it... Following the master's teachings, what reason did he have to help a goblin? But Zhang Xiaofan still spoke according to his heart, but this time although the words had been spoken, he vaguely felt a few decompositions from the bottom of his heart... Fortunately, Liuying was still as chic and confident as before, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Xiaofan's advice at all. Directly reached out and grabbed the bloodthirsty beads and soul rods that were already pressed together in front of him.

The evil things that were still fierce just now, but at this time, they both became children who were more honest than Zhang Xiaofan, and they stopped moving... The magic weapon, after all, is just a magic weapon, even if it is the ancient sword of the immortals, without anyone deliberately urging it, it will at most deter the monks below the realm of liberation, not to mention that although the two strange treasures in front of them are magical, they are far from reaching the level of the ancient sword and the immortals.

Not to mention. In order to ensure the safety of Zhang Xiaofan and the little girl beside him, Liuying made this move and directly unfolded the sword intent of "Ink Jialan"... In his previous life, if he hadn't had this move, Liuying would never have been able to snatch the Zhuxian Sword from the hands of the master Taiming. The third sword intent of this legendary Taixuan Sword Sutra is not only amazingly powerful, but also wonderful...

These are not mentioned for the time being, but the Bloodthirsty Bead Shadow is all too familiar - thousands of years ago, in the hands of the Black Heart, no one knew better than him how powerful this thing really was. It's just that Fanghua is gone. I didn't expect that the Demon Sect Blood Refining Hall, which had been flourishing for a while, had already collapsed. Even this peerless magic weapon of housekeeping has fallen into the hands of others...

Ah, his mind drifted back to the years of a thousand years ago, black heart, green leaves... From the day when the three of them left their own moves, until the last moment, he chose to sacrifice his sword. It's been a tortuous and sad time.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing on the side, did not speak again... He was not a mouthy person, and at this moment, seeing that the peerless murderous creature did not move after falling into the hands of Liuying, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. On the one hand, he also sighed that the other party's cultivation is indeed not comparable to himself, and even this kind of thing can be easily subdued.

There are a lot of things he doesn't understand, but what he cares about the most is not those evil things, but the side face of Liuying with infinite nostalgia and infinite sadness... He had never seen such an expression on the face of this fox demon who seemed to be forever carefree. Before this, Zhang Xiaofan even thought that the other party would always be that cynical face and would never change.

For a moment, Liuying looked into the distance with a vacant gaze, while he stared blankly at his side face...

Soon, however, that peace was shattered.

The treasures that had just flaunted their might and stirred up the storm had honestly surrendered to Liuying's hands at this moment—although for him, these treasures were meaningless at all, but for Xiao Fan, it was not at all. In the blink of an eye, Liuying has put away his nostalgia for the old man... The deceased has passed away, whether it is a black heart or an aoba leaf, even if it is a stunning and glamorous character, it has been shattered with the torrent of time. The only remaining bloodthirsty bead is not necessary to increase sentimentality.

According to the original process, if it weren't for Liuying's arrival, I'm afraid Zhang Xiaofan would only be able to use the method of blood refining to make this strange treasure his own - in Liuying's opinion, although blood refining can indeed exert a stronger power of magic weapons on a certain level, it is not worth it at all compared to the risks that need to be taken in this move... Not to mention the risks that the monk may encounter in the process of blood refining, even if the blood refining is really successful, the evil power originally contained in the murderous creatures such as bloodthirsty beads and soul dementors is definitely enough to make people lose their minds and become slaves of magic weapons.

In fact, for a long time in the future, Ghost Li (Zhang Xiaofan) relied on another strange thing-Xuanhuojian, which was barely able to maintain a sober mind. However, since Liuying has intervened, it is natural that this qiē will not be allowed to develop according to the original route.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Liuying held the dementor and bloodthirsty beads that were still in the state of pushing each other on the bull in one hand, and the other hand was a volley painting, attracting the winds in all directions... It's just that in this picture scroll, even the wind seems to have become a few shallow strokes written in light ink, and the black lines sway out of thin air, giving birth to a bit of incredible beauty.

That's one of the best uses of ink... In this world, which seems to have completely turned into ink painting, everything is almost frozen, or rather, for things in ink and water, the flowing shadow can almost control their qiē... Of course, this kind of thing is not absolute, and the more nature and quantity it changes, the more difficult it will naturally become—just like back then, the most he could do was to take down the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and if he wanted to kill Tang Taiming directly, he couldn't do it.

And now, what Liuying has to do is to use methods other than blood refining to help Zhang Xiaofan get the magic weapon of the world's evil to yin.

The flowing wind and ink shadows converged, and the flowing shadows at this moment regained their initial confidence and indifference, but the movements that seemed to be performed casually were precise and elegant, with the spell pinching, but in the blink of an eye, the two strange treasures that seemed to be incompatible with water and fire at the previous moment began to undergo strange changes. In front of the Flowing Shadow, they had no ability to resist at all, but as soon as they thought about it, the Bloodthirsty Orb, the former Demon Cult Supreme Treasure, was firmly fixed on the top of the Dementor Rod, and finally merged with it.

Zhang Xiaofan on the side was already dumbfounded, but this was far from the end.

Liuying's face was still smiling, but with a wave of his hand, the ink-colored circle appeared out of thin air and quickly shrunk, and finally imprinted on the bloodthirsty bead... This evil thing in heaven and earth was originally refined by Heixin's painstaking efforts, and for ordinary people, it is already difficult to refine it into their own magic weapon, not to mention wanting to change the original essence of the bloodthirsty bead... In fact, the power of the Monk Puzhi to temporarily suppress the bloodthirsty beads also relied on the Buddhist magic weapon jade rosary in his hand, but what Liuying is doing now is a "white wolf with empty gloves"!

As the black ink wind continued to converge and entangle, the bloodthirsty beads that originally showed a bewitching purple red color actually changed their usual image, and were gradually shrouded in a layer of blue and black qi, and it didn't take long for more and more clear qi to condense around the magic circle that had been branded before, and finally all the bewitching purple red was developed, and together with the dark dementors, it lost its previous color. When it returns to the Shadow, it will indeed be just like an ordinary burning stick...

Of course, with all that effort, the Shadow of Flowing Shadow wouldn't just be as simple as masking its strange light...

Injecting a piece of Yuan Force, although it is not the magic weapon used by the Flowing Shadow itself, there is also a faint layer of blue light on the body of the stick... It was very dark, almost inky. What's more important is that after the "processing" of the Flowing Shadow, even if the magic weapon is urged to fight now, there is almost no evil power leaking out of this "burning stick" - although it inevitably affects the power of some of this thing, in the opinion of the Flowing Shadow, it is better to let the Soul Eater be honest for a while... At least until Zhang Xiaofan can really control this thing, don't unseal it at will.

In this way, the purpose of his escort this time has been completed for the most part, and the strange treasure in his hand also makes him quite satisfied.

"And then."

Thinking like this, he raised his hand and threw the thing to Zhang Xiaofan... Originally, the latter was still a little afraid, but maybe there were too many strange things encountered today, and Zhang Xiaofan, who had not yet reacted, naturally took the "burning stick" in his hand with a hand - at the moment when the palm of his hand touched this object, a cool breath rushed straight to his heavenly spirit, but unlike the previous pain, this cool air seemed to be completely harmless to him, but it only ran around him once, and then disappeared into his limbs... Inexplicably, he is a little more familiar with the things in his hands.

This is naturally also Liuying's arrangement, Zhang Xiaofan, who has cultivated status, has no way to independently refine the magic weapon for the time being, so Liuying has no choice but to send the Buddha to the west and help him again.

"This thing should be my greeting gift... Let's take care of it from now on. ”

After speaking, Liuying sat down on the ground, and then continued to look at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him who seemed to be hesitating with interest.

"Then, it's time for us to talk about your Dabrahmaprajna."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, but immediately, he still saw a sly and cramped smile in Liuying's gaze. (To be continued......)