The poisonous Rakshasa girl with brocade patterns became the target of Shanhe Yuanqi Lock. She was injured, treated, and injured again. Although Ruan Jing did not deliberately target her, he was merciless. After suffering so much, she must return. These are the people, but the Rakshasa girl can only suffer, her days are like years, and she is miserable.
Seven days later, Ruan Jing gradually adapted to this new body, and the various changes in the Shanhe Yuanqi Lock were also clearly understood. It would be useless to continue practicing. Jiuli hurriedly stopped and decided to go again Biwu Island.
Pu Tianwei accepted the brocade-patterned poison poison and asked whether there would be a third big demon. He ordered Ande Yin and Rakshasa Girl to swear a poisonous oath and take the heart essence and blood to be implanted into their own lives. With the cards, Tianlu escorted the two of them to Jietian Ridge and handed them over to Ding Yuan for disposal.
Ande Yin is fine with it, but Rakshasa Girl is a fickle-minded person, and there is no guarantee that she will not make any mistakes. According to Jiuli's original intention, she is not willing to release her from the Demon Suppression Tower, but This demon's magical power of "traveling through the void" is superior to the "Seven Escapes". It can't be used to hone the mountain and river vitality lock. After the incident, he once had the thought of "eating his words and getting fat". Thinking of going to Biwu Island, the blessings and disasters are unknown. Success, even a mere poisonous poison will not make any waves. Failure, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart, Kyushu will sink, no one will be spared. He opened the net and spared her a small life.
Before leaving, there were still a few days of delay. Wei Shiqi had nothing to do. He waved out the five-color divine light, separated a small world in the heavy rain, and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Liushi Peak. Once, Qin Zhen and Yu Yao were not with him, but there was a little tail holding his hand, following him step by step, never leaving.
At first, Ruan Jing was very troubled. In her impression, the body was just a container. After the soul was withdrawn, the body became a senseless dead thing. However, Bian Ya's body always remained. With a trace of obsession and not so obedient to her orders, she couldn't help but be attached to Wei Shiqi, hoping to stay by his side every moment, holding his hand, breathing his breath, and even throwing herself into his arms to seek safety and peace. Pampering is like a pet that few people care about.
You say you don’t want it, but your body is very honest. That’s probably what it means.
She tried hard to get rid of the traces left by Bian Ya, but she never succeeded. "Attachment" has penetrated into every corner of her body, becoming an irresistible instinct, and with the change of soul and body, The fusion becomes more and more intense.
Later, she figured it out and calmed down. This was the price to pay for living. Those who bear the advantages must suffer the disadvantages. Just get used to the little flaws.
Following him as he ran around in the wind and rain, including Wuya View, Guanri Cliff, Xiongzhi Cliff, Luming Cliff, three caves and four valleys, Ruan Jing felt that he was remembering something, something that could not be expressed in words. The emotions belong only to his own experience.
He didn’t say anything, and she didn’t ask.
Holding his hand and walking beside him, she felt at ease.
The heavy rain continued, and the world was in chaos. On this day, Jiuli finally left the inner sea of the Jade Sea and came to the foot of the Demon Suppression Tower.
The rain rolled up, suddenly divided, and the sky was coveredThe water curtain on the floor was separated on both sides by a pair of invisible hands. Jiuli looked up at the majestic stone tower with nine floors and eight sides, and was silent for a long time. Beside him, Qingming was hunched over, panting, and couldn't stand up straight. He relied on Tianlu to hold him up and didn't fall down. . The lively little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth back then has become extremely old. His eyes are dim and yellow, his hair is shaky and his teeth are shaky. The wrinkles on his face are like dry river beds, and his hands are skin and bones, covered with dead spots.
The three major sword spirits of Lianyao, Qingming and Jiuxie have finally gathered here.
This was the first time that Pu Tianwei saw the appearance of Jiuli. He had known that the Demon Refining Sword and the Sword Spirit Jiuli were hidden in Liushi Peak, but they had only met each other for so many years and only heard a few words from Taoist Ziyang. You can learn a thing or two from the language.
He said, the sky will fall out. This is not a good sign.
Wei Shiqi stood behind him and suddenly asked: "What is the sword spirit?"
Pu Tianwei knew where his question came from. He also asked his master back then. He thought about the same question and explained it to him as plainly as possible: "The flying sword recognizes its master, and the sword gives birth to spirituality. It is the sword spirit. The sword spirit takes form and needs to be woven into the body with sword silk. After the battle of Tongtian Formation, , Kunlun's vitality was seriously injured, the Qingming Sword, the Evil-Warding Sword, the Moon-covering Frost Sword, the Waterfall Sword, the Ice-cracked Pine Pattern Sword, the Tianhe Sword, the Gangfeng Sword, all the sword spirits were destroyed, and tens of thousands of years later , there are only a handful of sword cultivators who can derive the sword techniques to the transformation of the sword spirit. Nowadays, there are only Jiuli, Qingming, and Tianlu who have transformed the sword spirit on the Flowing Stone Peak. In the next tens of thousands of years, there will be no fourth person."
Ruan Jing pulled Wei Shiqi's sleeve and leaned against him, feeling sad.
The two chatted for a few words, and on a whim, they raised their heads and looked up. They saw the door of Wuya View opened wide, and people from the Sword Control Sect were pouring out. From Elder Mo Anchuan on down, there was no one, old or young. With his sword in hand, he walked silently along the plank road, walked on the mountain road, and left Guanri Cliff step by step.
Jiu Li turned around and whispered a few words in Tianlu's ear. Tianlu leaned over and picked up Qingming, flew away in the air, and landed directly next to Pu Tianwei.
At the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower, the mottled wooden door was pushed open by an old hand. Grandma Sun Ting was the last one to come out. She let out a long sigh, looked at Jiuli and said, "There is no choice. "?"
"From the moment the Qingming Sword was nailed to the extreme north, we had no choice." Jiuli had already had a hunch. He originally wanted to take a look at Taiyi Sect's trump card, Pan. Neither Chengnian nor Chu Tianyou had anything to hide, but the situation was not optimistic.
When Wei Shiqi escaped from Biwu Island, he looked back for the last time. He saw the Thunder Fire Tribulation Cloud turning into a huge funnel, rolling down, and thousands of golden lights falling down. It was the demon. Feng took action. What is the relationship between Situ Huang and Demon Phoenix Mu Lu? Jiu Li vaguely guessed that it was the best outcome and the worst outcome. He needed to meet Pan Chengnian to confirm this.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Sun Ting was speechless and had to reluctantly walk down Guanri Cliff.
The disciples of Yujian Sect meandered all the way to Shiliangyan, avoiding the cold.In the spring cave. Pu Tianwei put his hand on the horn of Tianlu, thoughtfully, and whispered: "Are we going to start?"
Before he finished speaking, there was a thunder, and the Demon Suppression Tower was radiant, and the words were engraved on the tower. The talisman on his body suddenly lit up, the demonic energy surged into the sky, and the heavy rain steamed. It was swept away in an instant, revealing a bright blue sky and a red sun like fire.
Jiuli raised his hand and slapped the Demon Suppression Tower, shouting sternly: "Wake up!"
The vast Kunlun is like a giant dragon turning over, the ground is shaking, the mountains are shaking, smoke and dust are everywhere, watching the sun, The three cliffs of Xiongzhuan and Luming are torn apart, Wuya Temple falls into the deep valley, and the Demon Suppression Tower rises higher and higher, reaching into the sky.
Ruan Jing opened her mouth slightly and muttered: "This is...this is..."
Wei Shiqi put his arms around her shoulders and said: "The Demon Suppression Tower, It is the Demon Sword Refining."
The Demon Refining Sword, the treasure of the cave, evolved into a stone tower connecting reality and illusion, separating the soul and body of the demon clan, leaving the body in the demon refining pool, and suppressing the soul. Under the tower, it has been like a day for tens of thousands of years, standing on the Sun View Cliff, bathed in moonlight and starlight, unmoving in wind and rain, like a mountain or a mountain.
Back then, before stepping into the Tongtian Formation, Master Faxiang did not take away the Demon Refining Sword. On the contrary, he left Jiuli and Sun Ting behind to preserve some possibility for Kunlun. In the end, the Fourteenth A Kunlun Patriarch fell in the Tongtian Formation. The surviving Yin Mobei, Shao Ximin, and Ying Moning lived up to their trust, turned the tide and won a tragic victory.
Things change and time passes. Jiuli is the owner of the Demon Suppression Tower, and Sun Ting is the gatekeeper of the Demon Suppression Tower. The two of them are aloof from things and guard this square cave together. Until this day, Jiu Li Li wakes up the Demon Refining Sword from its slumber.
Destiny finally came to the final moment. r1058(..)