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Chapter 45: Take one step at a time

The Jade Sea is a hundred feet deep, shaped like a honeycomb, half natural and half artificial. The bottom is a deep pool, pure blue in color and calm in waves. [Ran^wen^Bookstore][]dm

"Another demon refining pool?" Wei Shiqi muttered, let go of the five-color divine light sickle, and slid down from the rock, xiao Approach cautiously. There is no abnormal movement of the vitality of heaven and earth, and there is no restraint to burst into flames. The ancient wells and ponds are not rippled, reflecting the dim light of diandian bright turquoise, like distant stars in the night sky.

The Yinsuo clangs, three short, three long and three short. This is a signal. The blue water rises slightly, the ripples oscillate, and drops rapidly, revealing the jagged revetments.

A huge suction force came and Wei Shiqi was unable to stand steadily. He fell into the pool involuntarily, was swallowed up by invisible cracks, and disappeared without a trace.

After a short distance teleportation and a slight dizziness, Wei Shiqi found himself in an empty cave. The large and small stalactites were like spears and swords, changing in thousands of ways. An underground undercurrent was gurgling. It was damp and cold all around, and the chill was biting.

Several thick stone pillars stand in front of you, arranged in the shape of the word "pin". A doorway is opened near the ground, which looks like a residence. A lamp is like a bean, and the faint light sways like a human figure.

The Yin Suo led Wei Shiqi forward, one step deeper and one step shallower, to the side of the stone pillar. Through the doorway, I saw that the interior was very empty and dark. An old man lay in the middle, with a light talisman hanging above his forehead. His face was wrinkled, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and his breathing was extremely weak. Sitting cross-legged next to him was a middle-aged man with ordinary facial features and a calm expression. He stretched out his right hand and pinched it gently, catching a wisp of black smoke from the void. It twisted and changed, and it was vaguely a ferocious sheep-faced monster. , clamoring and struggling, fierce on the outside and weak on the inside.

Wei Shiqi is good at the Soul Capturing Art. He can tell at a glance that it is the spirit of a monster. It is full of energy and courage. It is an extremely rare and high-quality product.

The middle-aged man slapped the old man on the chest and stuffed his soul into his body. The old man’s breathing suddenly stopped. After a moment, he breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had taken something powerful, and his wrinkles disappeared. , his face was rosy, his white hair turned black, and his figure gradually shrank, rejuvenating himself and turning into a small Taoist boy with short arms and legs and delicate features.

He opened his eyes, rolled his eyes, grinned at Wei Shiqi, waved him in, and said, "We meet again!"

Wei Shiqi gasped After taking a breath of cold air and thinking for a while, I realized that the goat-faced monster was the soul of the demon clan trapped under the demon-suppressing tower. It was taken by the middle-aged man and shot into Qingming's body, which offset the power of time from the upper world and helped him. Return to status quo. This magical power is amazing!

The middle-aged man rolled up his Qingming eyelids and looked into the light. He asked him to stick out his tongue and looked at the coating. He patted his cheek and said, "I can probably hold on this time." For a few months, don't use your true energy rashly, only the thin water can flow. It's best to lie still, talk less, and don't run around."

Qingming said with a smile: "It's suffocating. Even if you tie me to a pillar, I'll still have to climb up and down."

"I'm just reminding you, it's up to you whether you want to or not."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked Wei Shiqi up and down. The Yin Suo suddenly roared with joy and flew into his palm, rolling around as if he had met a relative.

Qingming was about to jump up, beat his back to strengthen his muscles, pointed at the middle-aged man, smiled at Wei Shiqi and said, "Guess who he is!"

Then The middle-aged man didn't even raise his head, gently stroking his vaginal locks with his fingertips, lowering his eyebrows and looking kind, Wei Shiqi thought about it, thought of various possibilities, and eliminated them one by one.

While hesitating, there was the clatter of hooves, and a woman rushed into the stone pillar like a wind. She had horns on her head and the body of a deer below her navel. Seeing that Qingming was fine, she giggled and said, "Brother Qingming, you are fine." ?"

Qingming stood on tiptoe and touched her head, "Okay, okay, I can take you out to play."

Wei Shiqi asked tentatively. : "But Tianlu?"

The deer-shaped woman turned back and glared at him, muttering: "You can also call Tianlu? Hey, who are you, how can you enter the inland sea? "

Qing Ming Dynasty Yin Suo Nunu mouth, said: "It was Yin Yu'er who brought him in."

The deer-shaped woman flat-mouthed, seemed a little unhappy, and looked back. The middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything when he saw his master was silent.

"Can you guess it?" Qingming continued to tease Wei Shiqi, carelessly treating it as a fun game.

Wei Shiqi said leisurely: "If you guess correctly, what's the reward?"

Qingming thought for a while and felt that he was bluffing, clapped his hands and said: "If you guess correctly... ..."

The middle-aged man suddenly interrupted him, "Qingming, take Tianlu out for a walk, I have something to say to him."

Qingming stuck out his tongue. , took Tianlu's hand and ran out in a hurry. Tianlu's hooves were like wind, his movements were like lightning, and he could keep up with him as much as possible.

The middle-aged man stood tall, held up the mountain and river vitality lock, put it carefully into the void, and slowly let go. The Yin Lock was like a fish entering the water, swimming around with its tail swung several times, feeling content. .

"Have you guessed who I am?"

Wei Shiqi said: "I know a little bit."

"Tell me."< /p>

"I heard that the Kunlun sect has several famous flying swords, with the Demon Refining Sword ranking first, followed by the Qingming Sword, the Evil Exorcist Sword, and the Moon-covering Flying Frost Sword. After meeting Qingming and Tianlu, it is not difficult to guess You are the sword spirit who refines the demon sword."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, it's not difficult to guess. I am Jiuli, the sword spirit who refines the demon sword." . Hearing Qingming say that you were unwilling to sacrifice your body to save this world and escaped from the Demon Suppression Tower, leaving both Ziyang and Qingming defeated. "

"It was just a fluke."

"My Ziyang physical body was completely destroyed. The Qingming Sword nailed the crack in the upper world in the far north and withstood the erosion of time. Qingming was not damaged, and the godThere is not much Tong left, and I can't control you. It's understandable. The stars and rivers are hanging upside down, the land of Kyushu is sinking, and when the disaster comes, I will not be able to escape and be destroyed. How can you convince me not to capture you and help me, Ziyang? ”

Wei Shiqi’s heart trembled. He has known Qingming for many years and knows his details well. According to Guo Kui, Qingming is still inferior to Wei Yunya, but it should not be far behind. Demon Refining Sword ranks Even above the Qingming Sword, Jiuli's strength is probably stronger than when Qingming was at its peak. If he takes action, he will definitely die.

But why would Jiuli give himself a chance to convince him? There must be something fishy!

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said calmly: "My Ziyang wants to take away my body, so he may not have the intention to live and die with this world. ”

“It was Ruan Qing who instigated you to think this way. How can you take it seriously? How can you do better than him in a different place? "

Jiu Li exposed his motive with one word. Wei Shiqi was furious and forcefully defended himself: "Although I don't want to sacrifice myself, fortunately I don't know how to ascend to the upper world, so I can only fight with this world. If we live together or die together, we should do our best to win a chance of survival. Sometimes manpower is exhausted, and there is God's will in the dark. How do you know that the last opportunity in this world will not fall on me? "

These words were quite far-fetched. Jiu Li was noncommittal and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said: "What are you going to do? ”

“Take one step at a time and do your best to obey fate. The immediate plan is to wait until the Shanhe Yuanqi Lock Sacrifice is completed, first go to Liantao Mountain to meet Pan Chengnian, the head of Taiyi Sect, then go to Biwu Island to find the demon phoenix, combine the Yin and Yang locks into one, capture it back to the Demon Suppression Tower, and extract it The demon element feeds back the world. "

"Then what? "

"The true body of the black dragon is still sleeping under the Black Dragon Pond of the Tongtian River. With its demonic essence to consolidate the world, it will surely be able to sustain it for a while, and then we will think of another way.

Jiu Li seemed to be considering the gains and losses, and sighed for a long time: "Once the soul enters the Demon Suppression Tower, it will never come out again without the help of the physical body. I, Ziyang... can no longer be saved, and now I can't." That’s all. ”

Only then did Wei Shiqi realize that Jiuli was deceiving him. He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a wave of fear.

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