Chapter 43: Excalibur Xuanjin
The key points on Xiao Yang's body were hit by the other party, and the spiritual power of his body was lost, and the things in front of him gradually blurred.
"Don't be afraid, kid, this guy doesn't want your life!" Xiuye's voice was like thunder in the chaos, causing him to wake up immediately.
The stagnant meridians just now instantly became smooth, and when he was dizzy, he saw the golden light on his body, thinking that he was hallucinating, and it turned out that the other party was using the holy light to heal his wounds.
"I don't know what's strange about your body, and I can't see it with my cultivation, but in short, if you concentrate on cultivation in the future, you will definitely be able to fight with me. Aosen said in a deep voice.
Aishe was taken aback when he heard this, he knew very well that the temper of this Shura Fierce Tiger was to meet an extremely powerful enemy, and he just nodded, so it was definitely a great praise.
Xiao Yang was taken aback, because Xiu Ye had just told him that although Na Ao Sen could not be like a Kyushu monk who had practiced the Yuan Shen Out of the Body, his spiritual sense detection ability was extremely powerful, and he almost found a trace of Xiu Ye.
Fortunately, he pushed the method of concealment to the extreme, and only then did he turn into black light and escape, which is what Aosen called eccentric.
"Aishe Hall Master, he is no longer in serious trouble, just go back and recuperate for a few days. I know the record in the booklet just now, and I will prepare it for you when I come back. Aosen said aloud.
Aishe was stunned for a moment, this was the first time in many years that the other party called him the hall master. After he finished his salute, he carried Xiao Yang and walked out of the Fierce Tiger Palace.
On the way back, Aishe couldn't calm down for a long time, and that Aosen had a lonely personality since he was a child, and he would never be changed by a word or two from the other party, but on the contrary, he would be killed because he was angry at the dignity that could not be desecrated.
Suddenly, he remembered a detail, and when the other party Yu Xiaoyang's eyes met, there was an obvious pause. He seemed to feel something enough to make him change his mind.
Xiao Yang on his back has fallen asleep deeply, although the body of the fairy spirit has a strong repair ability, but it has a disadvantage, that is, a huge loss of energy, plus the cultivation in order to avoid the other party's detection, too much vitality is consumed, which can only be slowly recovered through sleep.
I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yang suddenly woke up, he felt extremely noisy around him, and immediately jumped out of bed and walked to the window to watch.
Beneath the temple was a sea of smoke and fire, filled with the sounds of fighting and clashing blades. All kinds of birds and beasts in the sky collided with each other, looking very chaotic, and from time to time there were screams of people and the howls of body protection beasts.
Xiao Yang kept calling for cultivation, but there was no news, and he searched every corner of Zhihai, but still found nothing, and he couldn't help but get nervous.
Suddenly, the place where Xiao Yang was collapsed instantly, and he only felt that the sky was spinning and falling.
His body was crushed in the rubble, and he was surrounded by smoke and dust, choking on tears.
Through the narrow gap, he saw that the White Armor was under attack on its back, and retreated towards the ruined temple as it resisted. The Black Armor Army poured in like a tidal wave. Soon, there were screams in the temple.
At this time, the black-armored soldier brought out a man wearing silver armor and a golden crown on his head, it was the Holy Lord Aolijing, and he rebuked the other party with a fierce voice.
A black-armored general slowly took off his helmet, revealing his fiery red hair. He pulled a scarlet sword from his waist and slashed lightly across the Lord's neck.
Proudly's voice stopped abruptly, and the other man stretched out his fingers and flicked them to his forehead, and the whole head flew upside down into the temple.
Xiao Yang suddenly felt that he was in a desperate situation, and only hoped that the other party would not find him. I don't know what to fear, the black armor general ordered everyone to look around for something.
He was stunned and said, "It won't be so unlucky!"
Reality announced the answer, and the Black Armor Army was as numerous as ants, and it was easy to find his hiding place.
Two soldiers lifted him up and brought him to the Black-Armored General. Strange to say, at such a close distance, Xiao Yang couldn't see his appearance clearly, only to see him slowly swing his long sword.
Xiao Yang sighed helplessly, and then closed his eyes.
As time passed, he could still hear his own heartbeat clearly, and he opened his eyes slightly.
The black-armored general put his sword into its sheath and fell to his knees before him. He looked around, and there were countless black-armored soldiers kneeling around.
"Haha......!" he wondered in his heart that his body did not obey the call, and laughed insolently. At some point, he also put on black armor on his body, and he pulled out a long sword covered in golden light, pointing straight to the east.
"Ahem"
Xiao Yang felt something in his throat and was extremely uncomfortable. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that Aisha was looking at him with concern.
"Senior, is the temple okay?" he asked, grabbing the other's arm.
The other party was taken aback, and quickly opened Xiao Yang's eyes to investigate.
He quickly waved his hand, signaling that he was okay.
"Just now you suddenly laughed, and your voice was very terrible, which startled the old man. Ai She's heart palpitated.
"Dreams are very interesting!" Xiu Ye said suddenly.
"Where did you just run?"
"I haven't gone anywhere, although you and I share a sea of knowledge, but after all, this king is an outsider, and he can only watch your dreams, but he can't speak. ”
"What I just dreamed of was ridiculous. Xiao Yang frowned.
"Ridiculous? Not really. This king has calculated that this Shura Temple will really have a catastrophe in a few years, including that bullshit holy lord. "Xiu Ye said with deep meaning.
"Senior, how long have I been asleep?"
"It's been two days!" said Aishe, holding out two fingers.
"It's been so long, that Aosen hasn't broken his promise, right?" Xiao Yang suddenly thought of the other party's promise.
"He didn't break his promise, and although he said it for a few days, he sent for me the next day, and asked me to see you by name. Aishe laughed.
"See me, hasn't he been scolded enough!"
"I said that you were still asleep, and he was a little lost, so he asked me to wait for you to wake up and go together. ”
"Then let's go!" Xiao Yang didn't finish speaking, stretched out his feet and jumped out of bed.
The other party was so resolute and resolute, and Ai She was stunned and speechless.
"Proud boy, you are still ......"
"No!" Xiao Yang waved his hand and immediately changed into the green hemp robe of the apprentice of the Spirit Turtle Palace.
Aishe smiled helplessly and led him to the Fierce Tiger Palace.
The giant servant respectfully introduced the two into the hall, and Ao Sen greeted them inside.
"After waiting for the two of you for a long time, how is your injury?" Ao Sen asked as he looked at Xiao Yang.
"Thanks to His Highness's concern, it's already well. Xiao Yang said angrily.
The other man nodded, and the probe made a "please" gesture.
The three of them walked deeper until they reached a door with a painted tiger head, which, unlike the outer gate of the temple, had its mouth closed and held a strange-shaped blade.
The door of "grid, grid" is extremely heavy, and the sound of chains churning is very clear.
A wave of heat hit the face, and the space inside was several times larger than the forging room, and in the middle were two forging furnaces in the shape of tiger heads, and red flames appeared in the tiger's eyes.
Aishe has been here many times, and he is not shocked, but Xiao Yang is very interested. That Xianxia pays attention to the cultivation of internal strength, and is not very attentive to the construction of armor soldiers, and there is no forging room of such a scale. When he was an immortal in the last life, he had only seen the Spirit Seed Heavenly Furnace once, but after all, it was not beyond the reach of man.
He picked up a sword from the wall and danced. Although he has passed away, his swordsmanship is still exquisite.
Aosen and Aishe stayed for a long time, and their hearts were quite shocked.
"Can you give me this sword?" Xiao Yang asked.
Ao Sen came back to his senses and threw the sword in Xiao Yang's hand into the forging furnace, causing the other party to be stunned.
"This sword is not worthy of you!" Aosen's words were full of admiration.
"Lord of the House of Aishe, please stay here later, and I will take him and come. ”
Aishe had no choice but to salute: "Please." ”
Ao Sen led Xiao Yang to a wall, and his right hand glowed with golden light as a claw. He turned his wrist slightly, and the wall shook and slowly rose upward.
There's not a lot of space inside and there isn't any light source because it's completely unusable. All kinds of strange-shaped blades emitted all kinds of precious light in the dark, comparable to the night pearl that Xiao Yang sacrificed at that time.
Although Xiao Yang didn't know the way of forging, he saw that these weapons had unique shapes and wonderful textures, and he thought that they were cast with great effort.
Who knows, none of these are in the eye of Aosen. He went straight to the deepest part, a golden light emitted between his index fingers, drawing many strange symbols on the walls.
Suddenly, the wall disappeared out of thin air, revealing a long and narrow corridor, and he motioned for Xiao Yang to enter.
As the two of them went deeper, the golden hedron on the wall lit up one after another, and finally came to a very small room.
Inside, there was only a stone platform made of topaz, on which floated a four-foot long sword, glowing with golden light.
Aosen waved his hand and held it in the other party's hand.
Xiao Yang's eyes widened, and it took a long time before he said, "This, this is actually the Divine Sword Xuanjin!"