Chapter 166 Evil Prince Sorrow

The clouds under the feet are kind and ethereal like a fairyland. The four mountains protruding from the clouds are like four sharp thorns, piercing through the protection of the clouds. Unfortunately, the scorched black mark on the top of the mountain is like a shame that has not been going for thousands of years, laughing at the incompetence of spiritual practitioners.

"What kind of fire is this? Can you burn the Royal Sword Sect like this? Zhang Zixuan muttered to himself.

Although the Royal Sword Sect is mainly a fairy sword, it must have learned a lot of spells, and it is not a problem to call for wind and rain. However, the four mountains are still burned into such a dry and bald appearance. Is it a natural disaster?

If it is a natural disaster, the power is really too small. Zhang Zixuan remembered the three-flower thunderstorm he had experienced, and he could definitely flatten these four mountains straight into the sky! It's really weird!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zixuan leaned over and landed on Nanjian Mountain. At this time, several spiritual practitioners also reached it. Seeing that it was Yi Jiaojiao's proposal that Zixuan was close to him, he was also shocked and said hello to him.

Zhang Zixuan smiled and replied. He really didn't expect that he had become a well-known figure in the spiritual world.

"Master Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Zixuan looked at it, and it turned out to be a pair of Taoist couples in Tianlong Mountain - Long Shujian and Wan Tianqing!

"Ha ha, it turned out to be the Dragon Brothers and the Evening Girl." Zhang Zixuan arched his hand and said, "A few days ago, Tianlong Mountain did not send two masters to the Luohe Temple, so I guessed that you must have been promoted!" It's just that I didn't expect it to rise so high.

Long Shujian was wearing a white Taoist robe, but there was a gossip-shaped golden card hanging around his waist. At first glance, it is the token of the head of Tianlong Mountain - "Tianlong Gossip Order". Long Shujian was promoted to the head of Tianlong Mountain. I'm afraid not many people know about this big event.

Long Shujian blushed slightly and said modestly, "Oh, I'm just acting as the head for the time being. The master has been in isolation for many days, and the master can't stay and likes to wander around. So big and small affairs are sometimes put on us. Without a just-named position, it is difficult to convince the public..."

"In comparison, doesn't Master Zhang rise faster?" He said coldly in the evening. The meaning of this is much more ironic than a compliment.

"I'm also forced to be helpless. Yi Jiao is an industry created by my father, and I'm just a dboy. To put it bluntly, it's just Mengzu's blessing, and I'm just a second ancestor. Zhang Zixuan still said with a smile. What he said is actually true. If it weren't for the fact that his father was Zhang Jing, and he did not contribute to Yi Jiao at all, how could he become the leader of Yi Jiao? No matter how high his cultivation is, it is impossible.

In the evening, Tianqing also heard the sincereness in Zhang Zixuan's words, and a trace of admiration came from the bottom of his heart. She always thought that these second ancestors, who are high above, not only the suffering in the world, will not understand how it feels for her and Long Shujian, who slowly climb up the platform from the bottom to the platform. Being ostracized, spit and white-eyed by everyone, who else can face it indifferently?

"Tianqing, you..." Long Shujian quickly stood up and made a round: "Master Zhang, are you also here to find the answer?"

Zhang Zixuan nodded deeply: "Hmm. This time, it seems that there is another unknown enemy in the spiritual world.

"Oh? By the way, how did you know that your opponent is not a person in the spiritual world? In the evening, Tianqing grasped the key point, but listening to her question was not as mean as before.

"It's very simple." Zhang Zixuan sat down and casually twisted a piece of burnt black crystal: "I don't think the whole spiritual world exists to achieve such firepower."

"Hmm?" Long Shujian also picked up a crystal, and then squeezed it with aura for a while, but he never thought that the crystal had not been crushed, or even a trace of deformation. Long Shujian was immediately surprised: "This crystal is so hard that it can even make the appearance material of the machine!" It seems that the firepower is not as big as usual.

In the evening, Tianqing nodded slightly and asked again, "There is no such firepower in the spiritual world, so has Master Zhang ever thought that it is a mythical beast or a magic weapon?"

"It is certainly not easy to use such a magic weapon that can cause such powerful firepower. There are few people who can control the spiritual world. As for the mythical beast, even if the phoenix is born, I think with the strength of the Royal Sword Sect, it should be able to spare hands to inform other sects of rescue, right? As for a group of... I really can't remember what reason the Royal Sword Sect can have a grudge against a group of mythical beasts. Besides..."

I didn't see any action from Zhang Zixuan. The black crystal in his hand automatically cracked. I saw this black crystal, and it gradually turned purple-red. The central place of the crystal even turns into pure purple.

"Look, purple crystal, what do you think of?"

"Evil spirit?" After a long silence, Long Shujian finally asked tentatively. The tone is full of uncertainty and some fear.

Underworld, a paradise for cultivators and demon cultivators! A place that makes the spiritual world afraid and the heaven have a headache!

"Yes, it should be someone from the underworld." Zhang Zixuan made a final conclusion.

Long Shujian took a cold breath and sighed, "Does the underworld want to sweep the spiritual world? The reason why the Yujianzong was destroyed is just because the underworld wants to demonstrate to the spiritual world?

"That's not true." In the evening, Tianqing suddenly interrupted.

Zhang Zixuan said nothing and wanted to see the inference of this masked beauty with great interest.

In the evening, Tianqing glanced at Zhang Zixuan and said, "Because they didn't declare war."

"Uh-huh..." Long Shujian was stunned. This time, he lost his face! Yes, if the underworld really wanted to demonstrate, it should have stood up and admitted the Yujianzong incident. However, if they don't want to demonstrate and leave such simple evidence that they are from the underworld, what is their real purpose? It's strange, it's really strange!

"The late girl is really smart. Brother Long doesn't have to blame himself, because even if it is not a declaration of war, other sects may be attacked. Your worries are still reasonable."

"Huh? What's the solution to Master Zhang's words? Long Shujian said strangely that even the evening sky, who had always looked down on the second ancestor, couldn't help but be curious.

Zhang Zixuan explained with a smile, "Because I saved the only descendant of the Royal Sword Sect, Hao Fan, I was 'visited' by the people of the Evil Fairy Pavilion."

Long Shujian suddenly frowned and sighed slightly, "It turns out that the Evil Fairy Pavilion is also related to this incident?" No wonder they didn't send anyone to the Luohe Conference this time. It turns out that there is such a big trick behind it!"

"Hmm?" Zhang Zixuan suddenly looked up and looked into the distance. Then he waved his hand and said, "You two, I still have something to deal with, so I'll leave here first. I believe that in the spiritual practice meeting in the near future, you should be able to see the heroic posture of the two again, right?

Long Shujian smiled honestly and said, "Ha ha, I also heard the master mention it. I will definitely support you at that time."

"See you then!" After Zhang Zixuan finished speaking, it was enough to pedal to the ground and gallop far away.

Wan Tianqing looked at Zhang Zixuan's figure and asked, "Shu Jian, shall we follow him?"

"No." Long Shujian giggled and said, "I also know that Master Zhang is hiding something from us. However, I believe he is a good person. Qing, not all people born rich are bad guys. Are you on the look? The master once said..."

"Okay, don't talk too often." Wan Tianqing quickly begged for mercy, gently biting his lips and sighed, "I'm just... unwilling to lose to these people."

"But we have lost! Look at Master Zhang's current strength, which is no longer beyond our reach! However, I don't care about this." Speaking of this, Long Shujian suddenly gently hugged Wan Tianqing's slender waist: "The only thing I'm worth winning in this life is your heart!"

"You are really..." The bright black veil in the evening seemed to have been unable to cover the intoxicating blush on her face. She stared at the seemingly silly Long Shujian. In her confused eyes, she revealed a deep love: "Fool!"

"It's here!" Zhang Zixuan stepped on his feet and fell from the sky.

In front of him is the Luoyang Hall, which has become a ruin! At this time, except for the black eyes, the other colors of the originally golden Luoyang Hall can't be seen.

Zhang Zixuan frowned and carefully turned to the back mountain, where it was originally a secret room. However, this is obviously not a place to escape from the war. The top is still scorched black. The basement originally hidden in the direction of His Royal Highness Luoyang has become a completely open-air square. The hidden rockery and gravel above have completely disappeared.

What's more strange is that there is a monk sitting on this desolate land.

This monk is extremely handsome. Unlike the Lin brothers seen by Zhang Zixuan, the Lin brothers are handsome and a little strange! If they are willing to pretend to be a woman, I'm afraid they will no longer be under Yang Ziyuan. And this monk only reveals a Confucian temperament unique to scholars. If a feather fan or folding fan is added, I'm afraid no one will deny that he is more elegant than Zhuge Wuhou.

However, the pale pathology on his face reduced the literary spirit that he seemed to float on the surface a little, but added a feeling of weakness. Is it very useless to be a scholar?

I'm afraid that's not the case. Zhang Zixuan has already had a determination in his heart since he saw clearly what was in the man's hand.

A sword, to be precise, should be a broken sword! Yes, on that day, the sword spirit body of the evil king sword pierced into the gluttonous body, and the real body of the evil king sword was left on the remains of the thirteenth array of swords. Because he lost the sword spirit and folded it into two pieces, he was buried in the depths of this basement.

From the underworld, he has feelings for the evil king sword, and is seriously injured. In addition to Mo Zichou, the "evil king" in the underworld, Zhang Zixuan couldn't think of anyone else would come here.

With a dry cough twice, Mo Zichou wiped the evil king sword that had been folded into two sections with the silk in his hand. Although he had found Zhang Zixuan for a long time, he did not look up and still meticulously wiped the two broken swords.

Zhang Zixuan also didn't say a word. He was completely attracted by the caring eyes and demeanor when Mo Zichou wiped his sword body. Silently looking at Mo Zichou, he wiped and wiped the broken sword again and again. Until the surface of the evil king's sword is as bright as new, and even if the sword spirit is lost, it can still emit the sharp edge of the sword.

Mo Zichou raised his head and looked at Zhang Zixuan admiringly: "Little brother, what led you here?"

"Resentment." Zhang Zixuan answered without thinking.

"Oh?" Mo Zichou gently stroked the sword in his hand: "So, are you here to take revenge?"

"No." Zhang Zixuan simply replied, "As long as you don't harass my friends in the future."

Mo Zichou stood up with cold eyes and said, "I just want to know who made my sword like this."

"This question is very simple, and I can answer you."

Mo Zieu stared at him: "You can try to talk about it. Maybe I can consider not killing you."

Zhang Zixuan pointed to the sky and replied, "God."

"What?" Mo Zichou was stunned and smiled for a moment: "Ha ha, you are really good at my taste! Little brother, you are such an interesting person, and now you are one less than one! I decided not to kill you!"

At this point, he straightened up and became lazy. So tired!

"What about my friend?" Zhang Zixuan immediately asked. This is his real purpose to find the evil king.

"Kill." Mo Zichou also replied simply.

Zhang Zixuan frowned, and it seemed that he still didn't let go of himself! For this sword-loving man, Zhang Zixuan does not want to be his enemy. After a moment of silence, he asked tentatively, "Can you not kill?"

This is not his desire, but his hope. He doesn't want to meet this sword-like guy. Of course, these are all his own preferences. If someone had been here, Zhang Zixuan would have taken action long ago.

However, the evil king is the evil king after all. He can't get rid of the essence of his evil spirit. He slowly shook his head and said, "Unless you commit suicide."

"Why?" Zhang Zixuan felt very strange. He didn't have any grudges with him. Why did he hold on to himself?

"First of all, I have never been to the human world, and naturally I have never looked for the evil king sword." Xie Linjun turned his back and said, "Moreover, I hate others to play tricks on me most. I never do anything to such a person. Self-prosmation is their only end.

"I don't think I've played with my predecessors." Zhang Zixuan finally knew the meaning of Mo Zichou and explained, "If the seniors are willing and the juniors are willing to fight with you, it doesn't matter. I just want to say that God has eyes. Naturally, he will know the beginning and end of the matter. If the evil king sword should not be broken, it can be reshaped.

"You mean... cough, is it God's will?" Mo Zichou frowned: "I have lived until now, and what I hate most is the word "God's will!" My life is up to me, not by God!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Zixuan suddenly laughed until Mo Zichou frowned and gave up: "In this case, why is Elder Mo still here? Don't you think you are deceiving yourself?"

"I just want to get my sword back!"

"If it's true as you said, your life is up to you, not God. So, what does this sword have to do with it? As long as there is you, there will be the evil king sword, and there will be the evil king! Why do you care about the gains and losses of a sword?

These words were enough to make Mo Zi worry for a while... He vaguely felt that the descendant in front of him was far from as simple as it seemed! Maybe it's his illusion that he always feels that this teenager has experienced more than himself! How is this possible?

"Senior Mo, I can even boldly say that you are not my opponent now." Zhang Zixuan said this, opened his aura mask and said, "If you don't believe it, you can try it." I don't use it. I only use the aura defense in my body.

What a crazy boy! Mo Zichou looked at Zhang Zixuan, and the madness in his eyes almost condensed into reality! He raised his hand... A breeze blew slowly, and nothing happened on the field.

"Oh, forget it. Now it's the world of your young people. Mo Zichou seemed to be a little more serious. He coughed violently twice and vomited a bright red blood: "The evil king's sword has been destroyed. It's really meaningless to stay in the human world."

"I hope that after casting a new evil king sword, my predecessors can have a real battle with me..." Zhang Zixuan looked at the two sword marks on the ground and thought with a smile: Today's victory or defeat doesn't count.

Mo Zichou left quickly, but he held a purple sphere in his hand and whispered, "Oh, the evil spirit of this evil spirit bead is so thin that how can it be recast the evil king sword? However, there is such a young master in the human world, and it is even more difficult to exterminate another sect. Forget it, the underworld will cast it in the most dangerous way!"

At the beginning of the lantern, there was a red sea in the Qiankun Building, and the Yijiao religious people were even more happy. The reason was that their leader finally obtained the divine book "Hetuluo Book" and returned triumphantly today!

When the master reads the "Hetuluo Book" and put a divine array to guard the Qiankun Tower, coupled with the invincible prohibition in the sky, it seems that the Qiankun Building will become a peerless monument that will never stand!

However, as the chairman of the banquet, Zhang Zixuan was not happy. There are several reasons: First, his wife doesn't like him. Second, his wife didn't like him. Third, his wife didn't like him...

One is Yan Laihong. Since he returned, she hasn't seen him at all, and she hasn't even opened her own door. Zhang Zixuan has thought about using the art of teleportation to escape in. However, Yan Laihong said that if he rushed in and destroyed her reputation recklessly regardless of etiquette and shame, she would die in front of Zhang Zixuan.

Zhang Zixuan didn't know where he had offended her, but he knew Yan Laihong's nature, if he really broke in. If Yan Laihong doesn't do it well, he will really kill himself. So, he put away Liu Baoshu Mingpei and went to find Yang Ziyuan...

This attracted the second and third points - Le Tian hasn't seen Yang Ziyuan for a long time. This time, when she saw her old friend, she was as happy as if she had picked up a treasure. She took Yang Ziyuan and left Qiankun Building to play. Zhang Zixuan had to hold Bodhi Huiguo with tears and laughter. He didn't know what to do...

Yang Ziyuan lived up to his trust and brought Zhong Kui back. However, Zhong Kui has never said a word since he lost his body, and he needs to be fed by others. This made a sudden stop for the wind of being diligent and thrifty. He insisted that Zhang Zixuan drive out those guys who did nothing but could only eat rice.

What made him angry was that not only did Zhang Zixuan not do this, but he actually got another one back for white rice!

As for the spiritual practice conference, the three altars of Lin, Shan and Mi are still discussing fiercely in the ground... But these have nothing to do with Zhang Zixuan. He is just a big idea. Now all he has to do is to drink wine.

The followers of Yijiao frequently raise their glasses and toast to Zhang Zixuan, which has a tendency to pour him down. Unfortunately, Zhang Zixuan secretly cheated. Before the wine reached his stomach, it had been erased by him with the nature of "assimilation". After three rounds of drinking, everyone fell to the ground, but Zhang Zixuan pretended to be drunk on the stage and fell asleep.

I finally had a leisure day...