Chapter Forty-Three: The True Spirit of the Secret Realm
Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyes and happened to see the scene where Yunfu was hit by the nameless high priest with a palm because he was distracted and spat blood.
Luo Jiuqiu had severe pain in his abdomen, and cold sweat broke out on his face.
Sweat flowed through the smoke on his skin, and in an instant, a terrifying "zizi" sound sounded.
Luo Jiuqiu was so painful that she really didn't have the strength, she felt that she was not far from dying again.
If just nine scorching suns didn't kill her, she should at least have some strength to get up. But she was so on her back that she just fell on her stomach and started her fetus.
Six hundred years ago, she gave most of her spiritual power and cultivation to the fetus in her womb, so she died easily, and now, the serious injuries before death seem to have been healed by Murong Xun, but it is only the surface of the treatment.
After all, Luo Jiuqiu died once, and she was still pregnant with a fetus.
The tire gas was moved, the old injury was hooked, and the nine scorching suns were in the sky, and he was almost killed on the spot.
Luo Jiuqiu felt that he might have to confess.
finally came back to life, the sect restarted, stirring up the wind and rain, but he had not yet stabbed the enemy, but ......
Luo Jiuqiu's vision gradually blurred, sweeping through the bleeding group of alien beasts and the black mist fierce beasts that were constantly trying to condense their bodies, swept over Qingjue and Murong Xun who were constantly flying away by Huo Ran, and finally swept over Yunfu who was flashing in her direction.
Luo Jiuqiu smiled inexplicably.
Suddenly, the earth shook, and a clump of flowers and trees rose into the sky, covering the sky in the blink of an eye.
The nine suns gradually disappeared behind the flowers and trees, and the sky and the earth were dark.
The inexplicable explosion in the secret realm stopped.
On top of the flowers, a huge flower bone slowly took shape, and in an instant, a beautiful woman with closed eyes appeared in the stamen.
The woman slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were neither sad nor joyful, and her whole body was holy and glowing with a faint white light.
The woman went down barefoot, raised her eyes slightly, and suddenly the person had come to Luo Jiuqiu's side, and picked the person up and took it into the air.
Luo Jiuqiu was hugged by a beautiful woman for the first time, and she was a little unaccustomed, but the beauty hugged her very soft and warm.
The faint fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and the infinite spiritual energy flowed from his body into the tearing and painful spiritual veins in Luo Jiuqiu's body.
The spiritual veins were moisturized, the severe pain was relieved, and the smoking, "nourishing" skin around Luo Jiuqiu's body was slowly recovering as before.
Luo Jiuqiu finally had a trace of strength, reached out and grabbed the placket of the visitor, and asked, "Girl, who are you?" ”
The beautiful girl answered all questions, very gentle, but not considerate, and said bluntly: "I am the true spirit of this secret realm." You're in a tire, and you're going to die at any time. ”
Yunfu was struck by the news that he was caught off guard, and he was stunned in place, and was slapped by the nameless high priest again.
But Yunfu didn't react except for staring at Luo Jiuqiu.
Luo Jiuqiu closed his eyes tiredly.
I have heard that when the aura was at its peak thousands of years ago, the sword magic weapon had a tool spirit, and the human form could spit out people's words, and the cultivation was still profound.
But I don't know that this secret realm can still give birth to true spirits.
It's just that this true spirit girl is too mouthful, and she accidentally told Luo Jiuqiu's biggest secret.
The scene was silent until Qingjue chuckled and spoke.
"This child is mine, me and my sister."
Yunfu took out a white nightmare bead with a faint mist, crushed it, and then said to Luo Jiuqiu: "I once got three thousand nightmare beads in the East China Sea, weaving dreams and nourishing demons, I kept three alone, and gave the rest to your senior brother." Nearly 3,000 nightmares have been in his dream realm for 600 years, and he is neither crazy nor demonic. ”
Luo Jiuqiu: "......"
Well, she finally knew why Qingjue was so mad, and it was actually Yunfu's handiwork.
Qing Jue's eyes were red, and he might blurt out that he wanted to be dirty, but in the end he still said what he wanted to say the most.
"I don't care! My sister is pregnant with my child! ”
In fact, Qing Jue roared so loudly, which was very problematic in itself, and it was too obvious to bluff.
In other words, it's too empty-hearted.
Huo Ran, who had been deceived by Qing Jue, frowned fiercely, didn't care about finding Yunfu to settle accounts, and scolded loudly: "Nonsense, that kid wasn't yours originally?" ”
Qing Jue roared angrily, and wanted to resist stubbornly, and said, "It's mine!" I reunited with my sister a few months ago......"
Yunfu said quietly: "If the dream is not enough, I still have a nightmare pearl." ”
Luo Jiuqiu wanted to ask why Yunfu was treated so specially for Qingjue.
Qingjue himself didn't seem to care at all, and actually nodded and said, "There is always a beautiful moment in dreams, you give it to me." ”
Huo Ran's eyes were about to pop out, and he looked like he wanted to slap his only apprentice away.
Yunfu was rarely merciful, and really threw the last nightmare bead over.
Before Qing Jue could get it, it was smashed by Huo Ran in a violent outburst.
"Qingjue!"
"Master!"
Qing Jue and Huo Ran, the two masters and apprentices, had more hideous expressions than the other.
It may be that the plot in front of him is too bloody, and the nameless high priest's third sneak attack is not too distracting, and the palm he shoots is soft and has no energy.
Yunfu turned to one side, didn't turn his head, and teleported in the direction of Luo Jiuqiu.
Qing Jue was like crazy, dodged in front of Yunfu, and slashed with a knife.
The nameless high priest wrinkled his old face and followed closely behind, raising his palm.
Although Huo Ran was angry that his apprentice was not angry, he couldn't really watch him go to death, so he also rushed forward, but was blocked by Murong Xun with a whip.
As soon as Murong Xun moved, the gray-robed demon chess under his hand also moved, and the black-robed Four God Society believers on the opposite side also moved.
A scuffle resumes, with both sides trying to kill each other hard.
Luo Jiuqiu's abdomen began to ache sharply again, and he couldn't help but get closer to Xiangxiang's soft embrace.
The Secret Realm True Spirit smiled slightly, moved his fingers, and peach blossoms bloomed on his fingers, and wisps of pure spiritual energy overflowed from the flowers, slowly flowing into Luo Jiuqiu's body.
The Secret Realm True Spirit floated in the air with Luo Jiuqiu in his arms, looking at the chaotic scene under his feet lightly.
No matter how crazy Yunfu and the others were, they didn't get closer to the ten steps of the area where Luo Jiuqiu and the others were.
Luo Jiuqiu slowly closed his eyes and almost fell asleep.
The embrace of the illusion spirit is too warm and comfortable, she is like being in a hot spring, the pain and discomfort slowly go away, the whole body is comfortable, half asleep and half awake, and she actually returns to the three lives of the illusion again.
As a mortal, she did not meet Yunfu, but her master Venerable Ling Xiao became Yunfu's father, and the two passed by, and no one looked back until the end of their ordinary life.
In the second life, she died as a child and never fell in love with her childhood sweetheart's cousin.
In the third life, she was thrown at the foot of the Moon Worship Peak, picked up by Venerable Ling Xiao, and devoted herself to cultivation, she was a cultivator, she advanced to the Spirit Emperor at the age of six hundred, and soared to the sky at the age of eight hundred.
And Yunfu never appeared from beginning to end.
Luo Jiuqiu sneered silently.
Three life dreams, each time you look back, it may be a different result.
If you immerse yourself in it, sooner or later you will go crazy.
Luo Jiuqiu slowly stroked his lower abdomen with one hand, and the corners of his mouth sneered.
There is no present and future to be traced, and the past and dreams are nothing.
In an epiphany, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly surged towards Luo Jiuqiu's body.
She had an epiphany in the melee!