More than twenty years have passed, and the old traces left by that night have been washed away by time, leaving only the pale red blood and a slight sadness. The memory has been deliberately forgotten, carefully, and no one will mention it again. (..)
Everything was within his expectation and under his control.
Sacrificing the Mountain and River Yuanqi Lock requires practicing the Tianhu Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha technique. The body that Taoist Ziyang is looking for can only be a human-demon hybrid. Those who are lucky enough to survive the first bloodline awakening can still retain their self-awareness. "Mule", just like Ruan Jing. Ruan Jingye has been practicing Qingming Jue and has made rapid progress. Taoist Ziyang felt guilty for his junior brother Yue Shuo and decided to keep her out of the matter. So he handed over all the fragments of the demon refining bag left by Master Mobei to Ruan Jing and entrusted her with the important task. Go find a suitable target, accept a disciple on behalf of your father, pass on the skills, and introduce him to the Sword Control Sect.
Ruan Jing lived up to her trust, traveled to Kunlun, and brought back the chi dragon Jiang Yongshou and the blue bird Pan Yun from the Barbarian Bone Forest. However, they were not strong enough. Taoist Ziyang was not satisfied and left them aside. Judging from the aftereffects, although Jiang and Pan were dissatisfied, they could only do this for the time being.
On the other hand, contacting Pan Chengnian went smoothly. Taoist Ziyang was right. Ascension to the upper realm was a great temptation. In order to show his sincerity and strengthen his determination to deal with the demon phoenix of Biwu Island, he The mountain and river vitality lock was handed over to Pan Chengnian, and he paid a small price in exchange for the support of this great monk in the tribulation period.
The change in Chixia Valley was the result of the conspiracy between the two of them.
What Taoist Ziyang didn't expect was that Ruan Jing, relying on the Moon-covering Feishuang Sword, made a desperate move and shook twenty-four Dinghai Pearls. He was seriously injured and his body almost collapsed, so he had to go to town. The demon tower was still alive, and what surprised him even more was that Wei Shiqi, an inner disciple of the Xiandu Sect, came to the Phoenix Tower at Cliff Peak, bringing him a great surprise.
The descendant of Longze Bashe, he has successfully practiced the "Tianhu Ksitigarbha Kung Fu" and refined his natal flying sword. Over time, this will be his ascended treasure raft and his body!
From that day on, Taoist Ziyang's eyes have always been on Wei Shiqi. He fought against Guo Kui and defeated Jiang Yongshou. He stood out in the year-end gambling game, formed a demon pill, created a "King Kong" body, and opened the five colors. Divine light, kill Lu Ping. The wisp of Qingming Sword that Qingming left between his eyebrows was his heart and his eyes.
His only soul that did not belong to Wei Shiqi broke into the Demon Suppression Tower. Between reality and fiction, what happened.
It was all about Sword Spirit Jiuli, but due to some considerations, he did not tell Taoist Ziyang.
This body is perfect enough. All that is left to do is to sacrifice and refine the mountain and river vitality locks. When the Yin and Yang locks are combined, kill Biwu Island in the East China Sea, take the body of the demon phoenix, and save this place. world. I, Ziyang, Pan Chengnian, Qingming Sword, Xiantian Cauldron, Supreme Sword Realm, Buxu Cave Heaven, Mountain and River Yuanqi Lock, Thunder and Fire Tribulation Cloud, even if the demon phoenix has thousands of means and all kinds of magical powers, where can they escape to!
Things in the world are unpredictable, and things in life are not what you want them to be. The number 8/9 out of 10 is always there. That small crack in the sky in the far north, the torrent of time pouring in, the sword of Qiankun that saved people from death, and the sword that pulled out the sky.Wei Shiqi, who refused to act, made one mistake after another, and variables appeared one after another, one after another, pushing him into the endless abyss.
There is no way to seize the body, he can only reincarnate.
Kunlun stretches for thousands of miles and is the ancestor of thousands of mountains. There is a native village in the mountain valley. They migrated here from the Barbarian Bone Forest and struggled to survive.
Abandon your cultivation to reach heaven, wipe out all memories, accept the six paths of reincarnation, and have a little spiritual light be reincarnated here.
From a native baby to a young hunter, to a Ximi boatman, to a fur and leather craftsman, to an apprentice in a cabinet shop, to the shopkeeper of the Four Departments, to a member of the Kunlun Sect, to the peak of sword cultivation, his soul remains intact and his original intention remains unchanged. , at this point, it finally came to pass. The taste of white water tofu brought back memories. The past and present life were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish them. He held up a piece of trembling tofu with chopsticks. It took him a long time to bring it to his mouth. When he tasted it carefully, he tasted a hint of bitterness.
When will the west wind come? I'm afraid it will change secretly in the passing years.
Unconsciously, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes. He is no longer the head of Kunlun, and Kunlun is no longer the Kunlun of the past. The once protagonist and chess player is now Sadly relegated to being a bit player, a chess piece, standing in front of the stage shining brightly, it is Fu Tifang, it is Wei Shiqi, it is the black dragon Guan Ao, it is the demon phoenix Mu Lu, Dongming City is the vast background, he is just the background A pattern on it, a touch of bright color.
Jin Sansheng drank up the village wine, ate all the tofu, and stood up with wan interest, stopping shopkeeper Yang from continuing to serve wine and food. He took out a small ingot of gold from his sleeve, placed it gently on the table, waved his hand towards Shopkeeper Yang, and said, "Sorry for bothering you, thank you."
Shopkeeper Yang stepped forward and wanted to say something. , Jin Sansheng had turned around and left, his lonely figure disappeared in the long street, walking towards the Demon Refining Mountain.
What will happen when you get to the mountain? Continue to follow the path arranged by others, or have a showdown with Wei Shiqi? He has been decisive all his life and always makes decisions when necessary, but now he is a little hesitant.
Eight stone steps on the mountain road lead to the same destination. Choose one of them, climb from the foot of the mountain to the top, and pass through seven mountain gates. Jin Sansheng walked leisurely. When he appeared on the top of the mountain, he looked around in despair. The fountain, Statues, Silver Hook Square, Bell Tower, Dendrobium Beads, Song of Silence, Fire Crow Hall, Red Star Merit Hall, and six cabinet houses are all in sight.
The bronze bell buzzed, and there was a thunder, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed and flew out, wandering around the three provinces of Jin, as if he was looking forward to something.
Jin Sansheng murmured: "Is that what you thought?"
In an instant, his soul shook, his true energy boiled, and endless power flowed freely in his body. Involuntarily, he reached out his hand and grasped the two-foot-seven-inch long flying sword. He flipped his wrist lightly and threw out a wisp of gray sword wire, fluttering toward the sky.
The smoke and dust that covered the sky were stirred by the sword wire and slowly rotated, forming a huge whirlpool. The long-lost sunshine shot down thousands of golden arrows, illuminating the Demon Refining Mountain in one part and another in darkness. , the sharp sword intent burst out, like water waves, flowing in all directions, driving away everyone firmly and slowly.
Under the pressure of the sword,Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, and in the end, only a few were able to stay on the top of the mountain.
Wei Shiqi, Ruan Jing, Pu Tianwei, Chu Ge, Shi Tiezhong, Mo Anchuan, Ding Yuan.
The second wisp of sword wire is thrown out, then the third wisp, and the fourth wisp, the speed is getting faster and faster. The first wisp is not cut off, and the next wisp has already poured out, and the gray sword wire will sweep away the smoke. It was completely stirred up, revealing a clear and translucent sky.
The sky is incredibly blue and the clouds are as white as cotton candy.
Under the bright sunshine, the sword silk is interspersed and woven, faintly weaving an outline. The appearance is similar to that of a middle-aged man, bowing his head in meditation, standing silently. As soon as the human form was formed, the sword silk seemed to be guided, like a moth to a flame, and penetrated into his body one by one. The skin, hair, clothes, shoes and socks gradually emerged from the void, every detail appeared, lifelike.
A faint white light floated out from the Demon Refining Sword, turned several times, and penetrated into the middle-aged man's chest. He took a deep breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes slightly, turning slightly. , has covered every corner of Ming City.
The sword threads continued to flow out, and Jin Sansheng felt that the Demon Refining Sword in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, the skin and flesh were scorched and creaking, but he did not let go, and instead held it tighter and tighter. The pain was unforgettable in his heart. Deep down, he was excited, as if he was longing for something.
The sword silk is shaped, and the sword spirit Jiuli who refines the demon sword finally reappears in the world. (..)