Chapter Seventy-Three: Entanglement
Chen Guojing, in a hidden stone cave.
The silver glow gradually faded, and the young man breathed and melted into the mist, exhaling a cloud of black and red turbidity, which fell to the ground and sneered, printing a large area of fine erosion.
"What kind of spell is this, it is so vicious! It seems that this Lunatic Cult is not only brutal, but also evil. Such a cult is rebellious and rebellious, and it should be uprooted and will not exist in the world!" the young man muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
After a few more breaths, he stood up and walked to the other side of the cave.
The little beast fell asleep here, with no golden white light around it, its breath was steady, and its expression was peaceful, but it did not show the slightest sign of waking up.
Reaching out and touching it, the red golden light film immediately appears, smooth and tough, and the runes on the surface are flowing, mysterious and unpredictable.
A few hours ago, Yuan Qing forcibly suppressed the power of the blood curse to dissolve the blood and eat the marrow, and took the little beast to get rid of the pursuit of the Lunatic Cult, find this hole, and heal his wounds and breathe.
However, as soon as it was placed, it was seen that the white mangs had skyrocketed, and their power had increased greatly, the golden light could not stop its momentum, and it was defeated and retreated, and its spiritual pressure aura also plummeted with the golden light, with the meaning of extinction.
On the occasion of survival, suddenly the Sanskrit sound rises, the spirit surges, and the middle is vast, like the abyss and the sea.
The golden light then flourished, and when he turned on the offensive, he overwhelmed all the white mangs, dyeing the little beast as bright as gold.
At the same time, its aura spirit pressure rose like a tide, not only recovering as before, but even going further!
After a few breaths, the Sanskrit sound stopped, the spiritual breath stopped, and the little beast oozed a little red around its body, steaming up, fusing with golden light, turning into a red golden light film, and falling upside down.
After a few more breaths, the light film faded, and finally disappeared in a flash.
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After retracting his palms and thinking about it carefully, Yuan Qing silently returned to his place and sat down, calmed his thoughts, ran Zhou Tian, recovered his body of loss, and gradually entered the empty realm of thoughtlessness.
Seven days later.
The aura flashed slightly, and a faint phantom was still a brilliant sword light, falling in front of the mountain stone, and a person appeared, it was Yuan Qing who went and returned.
After a rough sweep, he pointed at it as a sword, and drew a wisp of sword qi to shoot at the stone wall in front of him, but he saw the void flooding, like throwing stones into the water, faint ripples.
Seeing this, the young man showed a satisfied face, brushed his sleeves into the cave, and the void behind him flashed slightly, re-knotted into a thin light curtain, covering the entrance of the cave, and the stone cave was hidden in the formless, and the stone cave also returned to the shape of the stone wall.
This is the method of sword qi prohibition, and it is also the result of his study of the formation during this period of time.
The time array was completely destroyed, and it was impossible to hide the traces, so after the Yuan Qing finished pranayama, he immediately collected the spiritual breath around the body, and at the same time released his divine sense, covering a three-mile radius;
However, after a circle, there was no trace of the Lunatic Cultists, as if they had died down and disappeared.
Yuan Qing is self-saving, this kind of evil cultivation, the human heart is mixed with animal nature, distorted and bloodthirsty, extremely vicious, by no means halfway, most of them are after the death of the man surnamed Zhu, no one else can lock the location of the little beast, can only look for it indiscriminately, so that it is farther and farther.
Thinking of this, his heart was slightly relieved, but he did not completely relax his vigilance, and after returning to the cave, his mind was still wide open, just in case of accidents.
The reason why he didn't leave was that he was a young man, with clear grievances and grievances, and joined forces, disdainful of taking advantage of others' dangers, and disdainful of abandoning others in danger, as for whether they were friends or enemies in the future, and look at them again.
It is said that the man surnamed Zhu is a miscellaneous cultivator, and his means are mediocre, if there is no vermilion ring, he is definitely not the opponent of a small beast, let alone the ability to track and lock the positioning for a hundred miles.
However, after this incident, Yuan Qing had other ideas.
As the so-called avenue is difficult and dangerous, dangers lurk, and the matter of cultivation is even more thorny step by step. Seeing that the road is uneven, it is refreshing to slash it with a sword, but the treasure weapon is mysterious, the secret art is treacherous, and the swordsmanship is too simple?
At that time, if the array weapons were still alive, or there were secret treasures around them, not to mention hiding the form, there would be no such calamity, even if they relied on the array treasures to slaughter all the demons and evils, and even according to the map, it was not impossible to destroy a cult.
Just thinking about it, suddenly a flash of inspiration, the galaxy appeared in his mind, and he saw the magnificent sword array, the head of the Shangqing Dynasty Quyi gray robe with big sleeves, his beard flying, and the sword slaughtering the real dragon.
"Seeing my Galaxy Sword Formation, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death. ”
The words were faint, but they sounded like thunder.
"Yes, my sword cultivation has its own sword formation means, so why bother with it. The young man smiled freely, and then took out the Xuanyuan Tongjian, and began to study the way of the forbidden formation.
Xu is several times to set up the formation, already have some experience, or talent, after five days of sleepless, finally asked Yuan Qing to combine swordsmanship and stealth to create a forbidden method, although only the warning simulacrum, but also enough to make it exciting.
So the ban was immediately laid down, and the sword was more than ten miles.
First, it is to test the efficacy of the [Forbidden Law], and secondly, it is also a new understanding of swordsmanship, and it is just to find a place to test the sword. As a result, the swordsmanship has not been refined, and the forbidden method can be used.
Let's say that Yuan Qing returned to the cave, and was continuing to study the forbidden formation, and suddenly the Sanskrit sound rose, and the middle was mellow, and then the golden mangsheng was prosperous, and the auspicious glory was prosperous, but it was the reappearance of the light film, as bright as a golden bead, and the little beast was in it, and the appearance was difficult to distinguish.
About a quarter of an hour later, the Sanskrit sound stopped, the golden mangs converged, and the little beast reappeared, but it grew from the size of a palm to about two feet, and there was a light gold vertical line at the center of the eyebrows, just like the third spirit pupil.
After another moment, with a whimper, he slowly opened his eyes, and his pale golden pupils were still a little sluggish, apparently not completely recovering his senses.
"Now that you have woken up, the matter here is also over, and you will see you in the future, whether you are friends or enemies, and Yuan's sword will not show mercy, you can do it yourself. Yuan Qing stood at the entrance of the cave and said lightly, the water sword hanging by his side, sprinkling a little bit of luminous light.
The little beast didn't seem to have heard of it, and turned its head to look at Yuan Qing blankly.
Yuan Qing didn't say much when he saw this, turned around and walked out of the cave, took the spirit boat, and took off, but it was found out when he inspected before, this place is located in the border of Chen Guo, and one hundred and ten miles to the south is the city of Chen Guofang.
However, if you can't do it, there will be a white mang flying over, and in an instant, it will cross the spirit boat, swaggering ahead, it is the tanuki stepping on the smoke cloud, who is it not a little beast?
The spirit boat then hovered, the young man's eyes were cold, the silver in his hand flashed slightly, and the broken water was already out of the sheath.
The two confronted each other for a moment, and the little beast snorted softly as if it was coquettish, and then the clouds and smoke moved behind it, dragging up the afterimage in the sky and rushing towards Yuan Qing.
Yuan Qing's face has no sorrow and joy, a sword swings horizontally, the sword aura is calm, the wind whistles by, annihilating the afterimage of the sky; a sword splits vertically, the sword light condenses, and the illusion is ten zhang huge, crushing a little golden light.
Immediately afterwards, the giant sword broke inch by inch, and it was still a fine sword qi, like a cloud and mist, wrapping the golden light layer by layer, and Yuan Qing himself gave up the spirit boat, his body and the sword merged, and the crystallized light giant sword, carrying the flowing fire and silver flames, was like thunder, and slashed down!
At this moment, the golden light suddenly flourished, like the rising sun, tearing through the heavy clouds, and then a red golden wheel burst out from the scorching sun, brazenly greeting.
The sword wheels struck, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, and the sound of the sound penetrated the sky, alarming countless birds and beasts.
When the light was exhausted, the Golden Wheel Giant Sword was disillusioned, the little beast looked tired, and the vertical lines on his eyebrows were slightly dim; Yuan Qing flew back upside down, his face flushed, and the qi and blood in his body were shocked.
Taking a deep breath and forcibly smoothing the lower qi pulse, the young man regained his strength, and the sword light was still the art of the integration of body and sword, but the sword intent was still stronger than before, and there was a little bit of killing intent hidden in it, as cold as ice.
The little beast was startled, and the alarm in his heart was great, and he hurriedly raised his spirit, and now the unicorn phantom, the torrent of gold blades, blocked horizontally.
As everyone knows, Yuan Qing had already transported the Tongming Sword Heart, and the giant sword flashed left and right, like a butterfly piercing a flower, passing through the torrent, and it was in front of him in a blink of an eye.
The sword did not fall, the intention went first, the sharp sword intent mixed with the strong killing intent directly provoked it to stand upside down, and at this time to change the move, it was too late, life and death were only on the line!
When it was, I saw a flash of white light, and it was a cloud of smoke!
The giant sword suddenly fell into the air, but then it turned around again, slashing towards a place in the void dozens of zhang away, but it was the little beast that reunited here.
When the little beast saw the giant sword coming again, it no longer made the supernatural power resist, but simply turned into a wisp of white smoke and wandered around.
The giant sword is in hot pursuit, but it is always slow.
Seeing this, Yuan Qing immediately solved the technique of integrating the body and sword, and used it with two hearts: one thought called the spirit boat to catch his body, and the other thought made the sword qi thunder sound.
Even though this method has not yet been understood, its murderous intent has been decided, and the swordsmanship learned is the fastest in this technique, so you should try it with all your might.
So the pure sword intent rushed into the sky, and the water-breaking sword was like being wrapped in silver mercury, and the whole body trembled slightly, and in a bang, it turned into a streamer silver flame and broke through the air.
"Buzz!"
It seems that the bronze bell roars, but it is a streamer into the smoke cloud, and then the Sanskrit sound is masterful, and the fireworks rise and form a golden cloud.
In the flame clouds, countless runes surged, all the size of rice grains, and suddenly turned into the figure of a golden armor god. The description of the god-man is vague, and he flicks his fingers.
Only a crisp sound was heard, and a bright white flew out of the flame cloud, like a kite with a broken line, flipped in the air several times and then fell into Yuan Qing's hands.
It was the water that went and returned, but the surface was dim, and the sword body was already damaged, and under the connection of Yuan Qing's mind, a mouthful of bright red also erupted.
Then, the Sanskrit sound and the golden flame were extinguished together, the gods and men disintegrated, and they also made runes in the sky, and the milk swallows drilled into the body of the little beast like a forest.
Then, the golden light was in full bloom, and in a flash, the little beast slowly approached the forest below, curled up and lying on its feet, its expression was languid, and its eyes were dim.
Besides, Yuan Qing has not yet recovered from the backlash, seeing that the little beast seems to be greatly injured, his heart moved, and he was about to attack strongly, when suddenly the voice of the Qingling girl came from his ears: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'm tired of this princess!"
The young man's sword hand paused slightly, but then he condensed his sword intent, strengthened his mind, and gathered momentum to fight again.
"Why, do you really want to kill this princess?" the girl's voice continued, but it was the little beast swaggering, stepping on the smoke, although still weak, but already arrogant.
"I'm not afraid that you know, this princess has a body protection immortal forbidden by the god true immortal in her body, with your cultivation of swordsmanship, even if you cut the sky and the earth, it will be difficult to hurt me at all. ”
"How are you going?" replied Yuan Qing coldly, while throwing a spirit pill into his mouth.
The little beast rose to the same height as Yuan Qing, held his head high, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied: "This princess sees that you have good talents, and wants to accept you as a spiritual pet, so follow ......me in the future."
Before the words were finished, a brilliant sword light slashed head-on.
The golden light on the surface of the little beast's body flashed, and a layer of light was condensed to block it, who knew that the sword light exploded at the touch of a touch, and the sword qi collapsed like a waterfall, and when the sword waterfall was exhausted, there was no trace of the teenager.
Twitching his nose slightly, he licked his lips again, and the little beast's face showed a touch of color, and it was about to turn away from the clouds of smoke, when suddenly there was a whimper, but it was the golden and white light on its body that reappeared.
Ignoring anything else, he hurriedly fell into a cloud of smoke, found a hidden tree nest, closed his eyes and breathed.
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Liangguo, Suzhou border.
The Lonely Moon Desert is located in the north of Suzhou, which has always been inaccessible, but recently it has attracted many treasure hunters to come. Just because there are rumors that in the depths of the desert, you can hear the howling of strange beasts, and even faintly see the crimson aura, which is a rare existence!
However, after several waves of people have gone and never returned, this fire of greed has gradually been extinguished, after all, no matter how good the treasure is, it is not as precious as one's own life.
Deep in the desert, in a craggy grotto.
Nearly 100 strong men, either wrapped in animal skins or shirtless and half-bodyed, all knelt on the ground, and they were all Lunatic worshippers!
In front of the cultists, there was a tall platform flashing, the whole body was red, and the unknown beast pattern was engraved on it.
There was a person sitting on the high platform, twenty years old, with a clean face and hair, and a green coat with big sleeves, like a weak scholar.
One of them was shouting something to him, looking excited, but the words were very different, all strange syllables.
The scholar listened silently, and did not see any other movements, only stretched out his hand and pointed, and the person who returned to the prayer immediately exploded and died. Then, a scarlet blood bead flew into the air and landed in the palm of his hand.
After raising his hand to swallow the bead of blood, it opened its mouth and spat out an unknown syllable.
The moon worshippers were suddenly amnesty, and they were in a hurry to disperse.
The scholar closed his eyes again, his body was bloody, and he breathed in and out, rising and contracting.
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Overseas, on a continent.
In the midst of the smoke and clouds, a plain-robed Taoist was sitting on the mirror platform.
After a long time, the Taoist's eyes opened slightly, and he talked softly: "Nine Spirit Sword Body, Tongming Sword Heart, is really a good seedling of the sword......