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From North Luzhou to Jiuhua, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, for three months, Lichen has been chasing and killing Chen Jing without stopping for a moment. In these three months, many people have already known that the Dragon King of Jinghe has gathered the river gods. The Jinghe Dragon King a hundred years ago Xinglang flooded Kunlun The matter spread again in the heaven and earth, this time many people speculated that the Jinghe Dragon King was going to raise waves to rush Kunlun again?

On the top of a mountain on the border of Jiuhua, Chen Jing and Lichen stopped. Chen Jing's body manifested, looked at Lichen's still arrogant and cold eyes, and said, "It's time to go to Jiuhuazhou." ”

"I know." Lichen is still a clean answer.

"Go back, you can't catch me."

Lichen didn't make a sound, looked in the direction of Jiuhua Prefecture and suddenly said: "I once heard a song of 'Jiuhua Sword Immortal', and the sword fairy in it is talking about you." ”

Chen Jing thought for a while and said, "If this song is played by a mountain god named Bai Yan on a stone qin, then it should be me." ”

"Have you been to Hades?" Lichen asked.

"I've been."

"You're under a spell?"

"I heard it's the Nightmare Curse." Chen Jing was a little puzzled, and Lichen suddenly asked this.

"You've killed a lot of people?" Lichen asked.

"Yes."

"Peace of mind?"

"Uneasy."

"Why don't you pay for your life?" Lichen looked at Chen Jing arrogantly.

Chen Jing always thinks about such questions in his heart, always asks himself in the dead of night, but he can't always give himself an answer. This time Lichen asked, and he suddenly had a feeling of panic.

This feeling was born, and the sense of danger in his heart surged in an instant, and he didn't want to turn into a butterfly and fly away, but at the moment of turning into a butterfly, a sword light passed through the void, and when the head stabbed down, the butterfly couldn't dodge, and was swept over its wings by the white light.

"Ding ......" The piercing sword roar sounded, and at the moment when the white light crossed the butterfly's wings, a dazzling sword light soared, and at the point where the sword butterfly flashed, the aura surged in all directions.

It's a war of hearts. In terms of swordsmanship, Chen Jing is no worse than Lichen, but the sword is not so condensed, and the mana is weak, so he doesn't dare to make a hard connection, so he is a little constrained. However, he was chased and killed for three months without any substantial injury, but this time he was injured. Lichen caught the flaw born of Chen Jing's distraction for a moment and took out the sword, so that Chen Jing couldn't dodge, so he had to fight hard, and he really suffered a big loss.

Although he had a sword to protect himself, Chen Jing still had the feeling of being cut in half by a sword, and his body was in severe pain. However, this sharp pain was only the beginning, and the terrifying was still to come, and an icy cold sword intent directly attacked the Yin God.

He suddenly had a feeling that he was a mortal, with no mana at all, standing in thin clothes between the ice and snow, and an endless chill penetrated into his body from the hundreds of millions of pores on his body. He trembled and could not control himself, when suddenly a wind came, like a knife, and it seemed to blow him apart.

Chen Jing was shocked in his heart, and a feeling of extreme danger was born in his heart, he once again felt the feeling of death, and he was defeated by another person's sword.

Lichen's sword intent impacted Chen Jing's mind, but in an instant, the butterfly had already been slashed three times in a row, and the sword light around the butterfly was obviously much weaker. Chen Jing lost his mind at the moment of the impact of the wind and snow sword intent, and immediately came back to his senses and struggled, regardless of the remote light sword from the dust, but used one of the sword tricks he learned since childhood, 'trapped', this move is a self-protection sword move in the case of unknown enemies, no matter what direction the enemy comes from, just run this move to protect himself.

I saw that in the midst of a snowstorm, a butterfly hovered and flew in a very small range, and the sword light around it had actually turned into a whirlpool. The remote light sword was neatly interspersed up and down, slashing left and right, and the sword did not leave the butterfly, but what made her feel incredible was that the sword was actually a little uncontrollable as soon as it entered the whirlpool, no matter how she pressed the sword, it was still deviated from the direction of her heart, and naturally the sword fell short. This was something she had never encountered before, and she really felt that Chen Jing's sword technique was a little unfathomable.

With such a few swords, the butterfly suddenly flashed out, turning into a person in the void not far away, it was Chen Jing, but at this time he looked a lot more illusory, and his eyes were more vigilant.

Under Lichen's sharp eyes that seemed to be judgmental, Chen Jing said, "That was a mistake I made when I was lost in my mind after being under the spell, and it should not be repaid when I am sober." This is the following sentence from before.

"It's all you." Lichen said.

"No, that's not me."

"You don't admit it."

Chen Jing was silent, took a sip of wine from the dust, his eyes did not leave Chen Jing, and there seemed to be a mockery.

Chen Jing absorbed the previous lesson, how could he let his mind loose and let himself fall into death, he said: "I admit it, but I won't pay for my life, no one can take my life if they want to." If you kill it, you will kill it, and if you want to take revenge, it will be impossible if you want me to kill me. ”

Lichen's original action of raising his head to drink suddenly stopped, and after Chen Jing's words, he raised his head and took a big sip, and said: "Very good, since you have done it, don't regret it, whether you do it when you are sober or when you are confused, you should bear the consequences openly, this is the heart that the sword worshipper should have." You are indeed extremely talented in sword practice, and in the absence of the sacrificial sword inheritance, swordsmanship can reach this realm, and there are few in the world. No wonder your senior sister is everywhere to help you steal magic tricks. ”

"That's borrowing." Chen Jing interjected.

Li Chen suddenly laughed, her smile was full of sarcasm, as if she didn't disdain to expose Chen Jing's words, she said: "Although your swordsmanship is good, it is not pure enough, and there are too many physical and mental bonds. If you want to prove the avenue, I will send you a word, one body, one heart and one sword, with a three-foot Qingfeng to cut all the fetters on the road, so that there is a glimmer of opportunity. ”

The frost blade in her hand appeared, and the white light made her lips a little white, and her eyes became even colder.

She didn't just say this to Chen Jing, but also seemed to be saying it to herself.

Chen Jing was a little puzzled why she suddenly said this, and she had already said: "You are not my opponent now, although you have grown rapidly these days, you are still not my opponent. Wait until you take the "Sacrificial Sword Heart Sutra" from your senior sister and practice well. When your swordsmanship is complete, I will come back to retrieve it from you. ”

Chen Jing suddenly smiled and said, "I will send it to Luofu in person, and you don't need to pick it up." Besides, if I am a master of swordsmanship, and you want to take it back from me, if I don't want to give it, how can you take it back. ”

"When you send it back, it will be when I kill you. When your swordsmanship is perfect, it is also the time when I kill you. Lichen looked at the sky, as if he was swearing to the sky, and after speaking, he actually rose into the air, not in the direction of Luzhou, but into Jiuhuazhou.

Looking at her fading sword light, a breath of absolute determination lingered for a long time. Chen Jing could feel from her words that the belief that everything could be cut off in order to seek the Great Dao, cold as ice and snow.

Chen Jing naturally didn't know that the Luofu Sword Sect not only had a complete sword sacrifice Cantonese style, but also had a method of refining the heart that was passed down from mouth to mouth, and Lichen obviously regarded Chen Jing as his whetstone. When she reaches the bottleneck of no longer making progress, she will come to Chen Jing, and at that time, either Chen Jing will die or she will die.

The line between life and death, cultivation is like this.

Chen Jing looked up at the starry sky, and after a long time, he rose up, turned into a light blue butterfly in the void, and flew towards the Jing River, the starlight was dark between the sky and the earth, and the ghost hid in the graveyard with strong yin qi and carefully inhaled the spiritual energy.

He faintly heard the waves of water in his ears, the butterfly wings flapped, only to see the butterfly body hidden in the sky, and when it reappeared, it was already over a surging river, and flew upstream along the river basin, at this moment, Chen Jing heard a shout in his ears: "River God, River God ......"

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment, looked around, and the voice came again: "Lord River, I'm here." ”

Following the sound, I saw a person standing under an old willow tree on the bank of the river, wearing a long skirt, the top was jet black, and the bottom was slowly turning light blue, and a black ribbon was tied around his waist and tied in a bow. The black hair on his head was tied with a white ribbon, and he stood under the old willow tree, slim.

When she saw Chen Jing flying towards this side, she immediately made a blessing salute and said, "The Void Spirit has seen the River God. ”

"Why are you here, how do you recognize me." Chen Jing appeared beside the void spirit.

"The river god is so eye-catching, how could I not recognize it, the river god came with me." The void spirit turned around and left, Chen Jing followed behind her, and only stopped when she came to a valley, she once again made a ten thousand blessing salute to Chen Jing unhurriedly, and said, "The void spirit has seen the river god. ”

Chen Jing said with a little smile: "Where did these vulgar rites come from, when did you come out of the underworld?" ”

"He also came out shortly after the river god left."

"Oh." Chen Jing responded, and didn't ask her where she was all these years, but asked, "Is there something wrong with you calling me to bring me here?" ”

The void spirit looked at Chen Jing, and then said, "I saw that the senior sister of the river god was included in a golden pagoda. ”

"What a golden pagoda, you make it clear!" Chen Jing was taken aback and asked quickly.

"A while ago, I saw the senior sister of the River God Lord with a Daomen disciple, I was far away, I didn't know what they said, and then I suddenly started to move, and the Daomen disciple held a shining gold tie in his hand, and as soon as it was sacrificed, he took Fairy Ye."

Chen Jing continued to ask, "Where is that Daomen disciple now?" ”

"I saw him enter the Kunlun Mountains." The Ethereal Spirit said.

Chen Jing's heart sank, and he continued to ask, "What kind of costume is he?" ”

"Xinghuang Dao robe, calm and upright, is indeed a disciple of a famous Xianshan family."

Chen Jing secretly took a breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and then said to the void spirit, "Thank you for telling me." He bowed deeply, and when he turned around, he had turned into a sword light and disappeared into the starry sky.

The Void Spirit shouted loudly to the sky after Chen Jing disappeared, "Lord River God, I don't owe you a favor. Then he muttered to himself: "If you didn't bring him out last time, he should be able to find a place to get out of the underworld, maybe those things won't happen yet." This life-saving grace has not been reported, and now I will report it again, it seems that it will not be able to withstand the life-saving grace. ”

A valley, under a locust tree, a spirit ghost muttered to himself and calculated how to repay the favor, not how much grace is owed.