Chapter 683: The City Without Tears (Part I)
What Xiao Hulu didn't expect was that Yan Chixia was very decisive and directly rejected Xuan Lingzi's request.
Xiao Hulu wanted to say something more, but Xuan Lingzi waved his hand lightly and smiled: "Forget it, since Brother Yan refuses to let us see, then let's go! lest people think that we are sent by the Demon Dao, there will be some conspiracy." ”
"Master!" Seeing that Xuan Lingzi turned around and left directly after speaking, the little gourd who was stunned couldn't help but hurriedly followed.
Yan Chixia was also stunned, looking at the direction in which Xuan Lingzi and Xiao Hulu left, her brows furrowed.
But he didn't know that when he approached the cave where the Netherworld Spring was located just now, Xuan Lingzi had already released his divine sense to investigate the Netherworld Netherworld Spring and the Mo Evil Sword inside, but it was much more detailed than his eyes. Even about the origin of the formation of the Netherworld Spring, Xuan Lingzi had some guesses.
In fact, the Netherworld Spring is like the largest garbage disposal station in the world, but the garbage mentioned here is all the negative energy in the world, greed, hatred, resentment, ghostly energy, demonic energy, etc., which can be collectively referred to as demonic energy.
Since there is such a place in this world where demonic energy gathers, why are there so many demons, monsters and evil things in the world?
In fact, just like garbage, these negative things will only become more and more, so many that they cannot be handled. And the negative energy is still increasing, and one day a garbage disposal station like the Netherworld Spring will not be able to bear it, and it will always have to explode to vent.
At the same time as the Mo Evil Sword suppressed, it was actually using this sword of true love to slowly dissolve the demonic qi, but this process was slow after all, and the speed of the demonic qi dissolution was far less than the increased speed.
Xuan Lingzi, who left the cave where the Netherworld Spring was located, did not leave the Forgetfulness Forest, but found a secluded place in the Forgetfulness Forest, meditating cross-legged, as if waiting for something, but in fact, he had been observing the Netherworld Quiet Spring with his divine sense.
Some of the little gourds who couldn't figure out Xuan Lingzi's thoughts could only take on the responsibility of protecting the Dharma for him on the side, and at the same time secretly worried about the possible outbreak of the Netherworld Spring.
Not long after, he noticed that Zhuge Liuyun, Yan Hongye, Nie Xiaoqian, and Ning Caichen had come to the Forest of Forgetfulness, and Xuan Lingzi couldn't help but be surprised.
But it turned out that although Ning Caichen did not fall into the poison of the old demon of the Black Mountain, it was because Yan Hongye accidentally fell into the poison of the water demon during the decisive battle between Yan Hongye and the water demon.
Yan Hongye and they had no way to resolve it, so they could only come to the Forest of Forgetfulness to find Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang to help. Originally, Yan Hongye didn't want to come to see them, but Ning Caichen was also considered to have suffered for her, so she was poisoned by the water demon, and Yan Hongye came together.
With Yan Hongye coming forward, it is naturally easier to let Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang temporarily put down the mustard and join forces to remove poison for Ning Caichen.
However, as soon as they cured Ning Caichen, the Netherworld Spring finally broke out, and everyone hurriedly tried to find a way to deal with the Netherworld Spring and set up a formation to resist the demonic energy.
At the same time, the outbreak of the Netherworld Spring also alarmed Xuanxin Zhengzong and the Yin Moon Dynasty, causing both sides to gather outside the Forest of Forgetfulness.
Next, under the guidance of Sima Sanniang and Yan Chixia, the righteous path demon path finally temporarily let go of the confrontation and chose to deal with the catastrophe of the netherworld and the hidden spring together.
After the final discussion, they decided to send a death squad to pour the righteous energy of the Xuanxin Authentic Polar Arrow into the Mo Evil Sword, so that the Mo Evil Sword could suppress the Netherworld Hidden Spring again.
In the end, after some hardships and dangers, the power of the righteous path and the demonic path still suppressed the Netherworld Spring again.
Xuan Lingzi, who was silently observing all this, after his divine sense sensed that the Netherworld Youquan was suppressed again, he beckoned the little gourd that absorbed the demonic qi with a pendant-like small gourd on his chest, and left with him.
More than a month later, Xuan Lingzi took the little gourd to a secluded wilderness, beside a round pit where some tiles and formation remnants remained.
"Master, this seems to be a formation, right? Sealing the formation? Could it be that someone has sealed something here? But now that the formation is broken, that thing..." The little gourd frowned and looked at the round pit on the ground suspiciously.
"It has broken through the formation seal and escaped. Let's go, let's go find it," Xuan Lingzi, who squinted and said meaningfully, turned around and walked straight in one direction, causing the little gourd to follow, and at the same time couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master, what is that thing?"
"A town has become a demon town," Xuan Lingzi said a little mysteriously, "It's called the City Without Tears!"
The little gourd who was stunned couldn't help but look at Xuan Lingzi's back a little dumbfounded, and whispered in disbelief: "Town?
Xiao Hulu only felt that his cognition had been refreshed, unheard of, unseen, and it was impossible to imagine that a city would become a demon!
"There are too many incredible things in the world, and nothing is absolutely impossible," Xuan Lingzi smiled at the little gourd who followed him as he walked: "Today, Master will take you to the city without tears to see it, so that you will not be too lonely and unheard." ”
While speaking, it didn't take long to see Xuan Lingzi and Xiao Hulu swept over with a thick fog, and after the scene in front of them was clear, they found that they were still in the mountains and wilderness before, and they had already come to the streets of a town at this time. The whole town was deserted, there was no one there, and it looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.
"Master, this... This is the city without tears?" stared at the little gourd in front of him and the buildings on both sides, and soon couldn't help frowning: "Strange, why do you suddenly feel so sad, I feel like I want to cry." No, I can't help it, tears are about to flow. ”
Just when the little gourd couldn't hold back the tears flowing, the flames in the sword-casting furnace in the city rose, and the swordsmith who had become a monster was reborn from the furnace fire, and then killed the sword-casting sword in hand.
"Cadre?" Xuan Lingzi, who raised his eyebrows and looked at the black-robed monster that was descending from the sky with a blood-colored cadre sword, and a look of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he carefully probed his divine sense.
Xiao Hulu looked at the black-robed monster, but he couldn't help but change his face: "What a heavy demonic aura! What an evil and fierce magic sword!"
The black-robed monster naturally didn't respond to him, but with a low roar, he had already killed him with a sword in his hand.
The little gourd with a frown was also moved, and a sword light flew out of the pendant-like gourd hanging on his chest, and the sharp sword light quickly became larger, killing the black-robed monster.
Knort.. In the slightly harsh sound of gold and iron fighting, the sharp sword light turned into a dark golden flying sword and flew back to the little gourd, and the black-robed monster holding the sword also flew away a little embarrassed.
"It's pretty powerful!" The little gourd who roughly poked out the strength of the black-robed monster was sure in his heart, and after grinning, he controlled the flying sword and continued to kill the black-robed monster.
The sword light was like a swimming fish, extremely flexible, after the black-robed monster resisted more than ten swords, none of the swords in his hand were blocked, and he was already pierced by the sword light, and then the whole body was shocked into smoke and dissipated, and the sword also turned into a streamer and returned to the sword casting furnace, and the flames in the furnace also dimmed.