Such a picture is too mysterious.

It's like a spring rain in the eyes of others, but in Ning Shu's eyes, it is a sword that has fallen.

I was so stupid for a while that I even forgot the burning pain in my body.

Slowly, Ning Shu reached forward with his left hand.

The rain fell on the palm of his hand a little cold, then gradually pooled into a puddle of water, and then disappeared into the palm of his hand.

It's not that it's because of too much accumulation and it flows around, but it really disappears, as if it melts into Ning Shu's palm.

It was amazing, a warm sword qi flowed up Ning Shu's arm, around the meridians of his body, and then stopped at the position of his waist.

Constant rain, constant sword energy.

Ning Shu was like a container at the moment, his left hand stretched forward to lead the rain falling from the cave, and then stored the sword qi in this rain to his waist through his body.

Cycle and don't stop.

And the thing on his waist was the long sword that Ning Shu had always carried with him.

It was fished out from the bottom of the Qinhuai River, and then auctioned off by Yuan Youtao in Jinling City and given to Ning Shu.

It looks ordinary, although Ning Shu also thought so, but many experiences have proved that this long sword is by no means ordinary.

Ning Shu could vaguely guess why this was so.

When he was in the mountain temple of Garan Mountain that day, he saw a sword mark overflowing with murderous aura on the stone statue of the mountain god, and he inserted this long sword into the sword mark at that time, which was exactly the same thing, and it was precisely for this reason that he was able to absorb the murderous aura remaining in the sword mark.

This time the trip to the Holy Lake, as he continued to go deeper, he could feel that the murderous aura of the sword marks on the stone statue of the mountain god came from the same source as the murals on the stone steps and the sword qi in the rain.

It was the sword of the deer blood in the mouth of the deer desolate sword cultivator.

Those sword qi passed through his body, and the original murderous aura disappeared without a trace, only the warm feeling like a spring breeze of rain, different from the earthy yellow rune of "Chengtian Imitation", this warm sword qi was mending his depleted magic intent in perceiving heaven and earth.

The rest of the murderous aura was gathered in the long sword near his waist.

There is a feeling that things have returned to their original owners.

The sword trembled and clanged.

......

......

Xu Yuanxin held Ning Shu's arm and fell asleep, because his eyes were closed, he didn't know what was happening, but he could feel that his waist seemed to be being held by a very hard thing.

It's like a long strip of things.

It's a little awkward, but it's warm.

She opened her eyes and first glanced at Ning Shu, who was as sluggish as a stone lion in front of the door, and then looked at the part under the two of them and the part between their waists.

It turned out that Ning Shu's long sword was on her waist, and she didn't know when it came out of the sheath on its own.

The blade of the long sword shone with a cold light, and the rain seeped into the gap between the hilt and the scabbard, but it did not overflow, as if it had been absorbed.

Xu Yuanxin turned her head to look at the rain, although she couldn't see what was in the rain, she also noticed a hint of magic.

When the sword is unsheathed, it is either all out or not out.

It should never be half-done.

It's like taking off your pants, and it's very uncomfortable to take them off halfway through and find out that you can't do anything.

So, Ning Shu stood up and took out the long sword at his waist.

Looking at the sword in his hand and the rain curtain in front of him, he seemed to understand something.

Lu Blood practiced the method of calling the wind and rain, controlling the endless rain in the cave and the weak water of the heavenly river, thinking that this was a gift from God, but he didn't know that this was actually a cage where he was imprisoned.

And the rain curtain is the iron fence in the cage.

And the reason for all this is the sword that the Honghuang Sword Cultivator slashed at the Jinghe Demon Fetus.

From the story told by the demon fetus, it was known that the sword had cut off all his foundations, so that it would never step out of this place again, and now it seemed that there was more meaning of imprisonment than destruction.

The sword qi of that sword has been integrated into the body of the demon fetus, and no matter what the demon fetus does, it will be contaminated with sword qi, so even if the demon fetus casts the technique of calling the wind and calling the rain, every drop of rain here also carries the sword qi.

Ning Shu had to sigh, the sword cultivator in the Flood Era was really amazing, and such a method was breathtaking.

As long as the demon fetus is alive, then the sword intent will always exist.

"Such a means...... is no longer weaker than Dao Ancestor. ”

Xu Yuanxin exclaimed after listening to Ning Shu's analysis.

There is the oldest and richest record in the world in the Jade Void Palace, but there is nothing about this sword cultivator, not even a word, it stands to reason that such a person should be respected as a saint like the Emperor of Heaven and Dao Ancestor, and will always be remembered in the hearts of all beings, but this is not the case.

The twists and turns in it are too far away, even Xu Yuanxin has no way of knowing, let alone a monk like Ning Shu who has just started.

But the most important thing at the moment is to stay alive.

This rain curtain is supposed to be a shackle that binds the demon fetus, so the threat to Ning Shu and the others should not be great, but if they want to get out from here, Ning Shu doesn't think that Lu Blood can kindly point them to a way out.

The sword in Ning Shu's hand was constantly washed by the rain, and his perception of heaven and earth was full of sword light at this moment.

The momentum of both man and sword is constantly rising.

The wind rises, the rain falls.

The wind and rain in the cave seemed to have found a home at this moment.

......

......

Lu Blood slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then instantly returned to indifference.

His face turned from pale to rosy, his wrinkles had long since disappeared, and his demonic energy was more and more vigorous than before.

Ning Shu stood in front of the stone wall, letting the rain splash on him, more than the wet feeling of embarrassment, but more of a monstrous killing intent.

Lu Blood felt the breath of the rain, looked at the sword in Ning Shu's hand again, and muttered after a long time: "I see, I ...... so."

But it was only a momentary distraction.

Just like the previous fickleness, the loss of consciousness is followed by resentful swearing, hysteria, as if there is infinite resentment.

He stood up tremblingly, trying to get down from the pile of bones, his vigilant gaze was undisguised with murderous intent.

The Jinghe Demon Fetus had already felt threatened, and he wanted to kill Ning Shu and the others through the rain curtain.

The essence stored in the flower basket has not yet been fully digested, and it is not cost-effective if it is forcibly consumed, but Lu Blood did not hesitate to do so, which is enough to prove that Ning Shu's state at the moment made him very jealous.

But the deer blood doesn't seem to be able to move completely on its own, or rather, the lower half of his body may have been stuck to the entire pile of bones because he had been sitting cross-legged for too long.

He frowned in disgust, and then a black flame rose from his palm, like a burning skeleton struck at Ning Shu.

The rain fell on it and sizzled.

The black flame passed through a heavy rain curtain and exploded in front of Ning Shu.

After the fireworks, there was nothing left of the place.

There is no Ningshu.

Lu Blood's brows furrowed even tighter, and he looked at Xu Yuanxin and pointed out again.

The power of faith was like lightning with demonic energy, faster than the previous black flames.

The girl did not panic at all, the chaotic qi in her hand was swirling, and with a light press in front of her, a talisman blocked the lightning.

It seems to be easy, but the magic intent that has been accumulated with great difficulty has been consumed a lot, and Xu Yuanxin's face is even paler.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Four corpses stood in front of the deer blood, and as his fingers fiddled, the corpses were covered with armor and axes in their hands.

Each golem exuded a sinister aura, and its roar struck the monk's perceptual world.

Combining the power of faith with the demonic energy of the demon fetus itself, and using the bones in this cave as the body, this puppet technique is really exquisite.

The deer's bloody eyes glowed with a bloody red glow, and the cavern was filled with the sound of air tearing.

The rain, which was originally a straight line and in the same direction, was now scattered by the wind.

In such chaos, the golem had already passed through the rain curtain, slashing the flaming axe on the rune in front of Xu Yuanxin over and over again.

Sparks flew everywhere, and with each overlapping slash, Xu Yuanxin's hand holding on to the rune trembled even more obviously.

Bright red blood spilled from the corners of her mouth like a small snake, gathered on her curved jaw, and then dripped to the ground, blooming small red flowers.

She didn't know where Ning Shu was at the moment, but she knew that both of them needed time now, and she knew that he needed herself.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Xu Yuanxin said slowly: "You are starting to get anxious. ”

Deer blood tore off a leg bone stuck under his knee and said, "I can't wait to eat you." ”

"You're afraid of being killed by him, but you can't find him, so you want to force him out by killing me. ”

Xu Yuanxin said with a smile: "This is your domain, but you can't find him, this is indeed a very anxious thing." ”

Deer Blood was silent, he knew that what the girl said was right, and he really didn't expect that the young man who seemed to be dying would discover the secret hidden in the rain and blend into the rain.

In fact, if all the wind and rain in this cave were recovered, Ning Shu would be able to appear, which should be an easy thing for him who cultivated the technique of calling the wind and rain.

But he couldn't.

That's why he's anxious.

It's like a scholar who accompanies pen and ink all day long, and suddenly one day finds that the extremely familiar pen in his hand doesn't listen to his call, he will inevitably panic, not to mention that this moment is a life-and-death situation.

What he relied on had lost its effect, so the deer blood had to find the disappeared Ning Shu.

......

......

Ning Shu saw the black flames attacking, and his body dissipated and turned into a purple butterfly.

The Law of the Genshin.

But to his surprise, after turning into a purple butterfly, the color of the butterfly actually blended with the wind and rain in the sky, and the deer blood didn't seem to be able to sense his whereabouts.

This has never been seen before.

He walked in the rain, feeling the sword intent in it, as if soaking in comfortable hot water.

Very comfortable.

For a while, Ning Shu couldn't tell whether he was sword light or rain.