011 Huangquan Sword

"Isn't the demons you told me to grow up in that really wild place?"

"No, I mean barbarism to let you know the vastness of this universe. This is true in the southern barbaric world, as well as other extremes. In the far north, there are 35 solar stars, and there is a very dirty sea of blood, which was once a place where a great sacrifice was held by the square demon religion in ancient times. It is said that during the emperor's period, there was a heavenly demon saint who once presided over a sacrifice and invited the heavenly demon world. Since then, there have been demons between heaven and earth. They have lived in the sea of blood all their lives. Among them, it is rare to come to Middle-earth, but the remnants of the existing northern demon religion can still get in touch with the magic secret method, and often pray for the devil to go down the world. This witch must have been invited in this way.

" No wonder she can live without a heart." Ye Jianling looked at the red-haired girl in the mirror and meditated.

The girl was trapped in the mirror world and was only confused for a moment. She stretched out a plain hand and flicked it gently.

"Ding!" It seems that a piece of crystal has been broken, and the crystal clear mirror surface has cracked and scattered into a stream of Fireflies.

"She's out!" Xiang Chicheng wants to draw a circle to cast spells.

Ye Jianling stopped him and asked the girl, "What's the name of this sister?" Where are you from again? How did you get caught by the King of Medicine?

The girl frowned confusedly: "I can't remember, I only remember... I was chained in a secret room. They planted trees in my heart, and then the tree began to take root and sprout..."

"Then what's your name?"

The girl thought for a moment and finally shook her head: "I really can't remember! I can't remember anything!" She shook her head in annoyance.

Xiang Chicheng was overjoyed: "Her mental thinking has been ingested by the nine baby blood zhi previously planted on her body to nourish the nine blood babies! Brother, why don't you take this opportunity to kill her!"

The girl stood up her phoenix eyes and shook her red eyebrows: "You little Taoist priest are so unreasonable! I have no grudge against you. Why do you always let this guy hurt me? Is it possible to bully me with a good temper!"

Her body shook, and Xiang Chicheng only saw a red shadow flashing in front of her. After that, her neck was grabbed by a cold little hand, and her thin body was lifted high. He was imprisoned by a deadly breath, as if he would be thrown into the 18th floor of hell at any time. He trembled with fear, but he couldn't resist. His hands and feet couldn't move. He couldn't even speak. He could only watch Ye Jianling ask him for help.

Ye Jianling went to hold the girl's wrist: "Don't be angry. He is young and doesn't know how to be polite. Give me a face and forgive him!"

"Hmm!" The girl let go of her hand and threw Xiang Chicheng to the ground like a broken sack. "This time, I will forgive you in front of my savior. Next time I dare to take an inch, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Cough!" Xiang Chicheng knelt on the ground, covered his neck with his hands, and got up after half a day. As he walked out of the overpass road, he said to Ye Jianling, "You don't listen to the old man. Sooner or later, you will be harmed by her. I don't care about you either. I have to go back to Jingxian Mountain quickly, find a way to recover my skills, and then find the miscellaneous revenge of Yao Wangmen!"

Ye Jianling sent him out of the palace with a long life card. Xiang Chicheng saw that this entrance and exit was also extremely extraordinary. The Jingxian School was best at space movement and mirror illusion. He clearly felt that there were two spaces inside and outside. When he saw such a layout outside, he was even more surprised and praised him. Sigh.

When he came to the Baoguang corridor, Ye Jianling said to him enthusiastically, "I will live here in the future. If you are free, please come and play with your brother. I heard that Jingxian Mountain is one of the top ten famous mountains in the southwest. I will finish the things in front of me and go to your place to have a look.

Xiang Chicheng was made to jump his eyebrows by his self-proportion as his brother: "I'm seriously injured this time, and I can't recover in a few years. Maybe I have to be reincarnated. There is no leisure to play. However, I always remember your saving grace in my heart. If there is any difficulty in the future, please come to Jingxian Mountain to find me!"

After he finished speaking, he drew a round mirror out of thin air, jumped in, flashed with a flash of light, and disappeared with the mirror.

His escape method is also the same as the free escape method. It is not an ordinary five-e elements escape technique, but also a different way. It is unique. Ye Jianling looks novel and interesting, but unfortunately this is a unique escape technique and should not be passed on.

Send Xiang Chicheng away, and Ye Jianling did not return to the palace immediately. Anyway, there is no Changsheng card, you can't go in and out at will. Whether there is anyone else, a girl with amnesia will not have any trouble in it. The best thing she should do now is to go back to Luoxia Mountain to have a look.

This time, he did not rush his way as he did last time, but sneaked close to the ground. He did not encounter any hardships and successfully returned to Luoxia Mountain.

After a day and a night, the war between good and evil has already ended. Whether it is the four avenue gate or the super demon god, they all don't know where to go. The whole Luoxia Mountain is a messy scene after the war.

There used to be 17 peaks in Luoxia Mountain. At this time, six were blown into gravel, nine were blown off, and the rest were incomplete.

The maple and willow bananas that were originally planted on the mountain were also burned to ashes by the flames. The fairy fire born from the sun is really powerful, and even the stones can be burned into ashes. Poor beautiful birds and beasts of this mountain have all suffered disaster.

Huangquan Cave has become ruins, and it is almost impossible to see the appearance of the original Xianjia Cave. The top cover was blown up by Xu Danqing's yellow spring water thunder at the beginning of the war. Later, the good and evil war was thunder and fire, which blew up and flattened all the stone walls and hills on both sides, and sprinkled with gravel.

Ye Jianling faintly identified the location of the cave with a yellow spring well that kept pouring out cold water.

Looking at the devastation of the ground, Ye Jianling sighed. He expected that his mother had encountered something wrong. On the way here, he bought three bunches of incense and a incense burner from the mortal market and put them on the ground. Ye Jianling sat on his knees, looking at the curling smoke and silently in a daze.

He has been dependent on his mother since he was a child. In today's world, no matter whether he is a fairy or a mortal, he pays attention to interests first and respects his strength. Although Xu Danqing is one of the 13 sects, he usually walks with each other frequently, after all, no one is the kind of friend who could take care of his wife and give his son in ancient times, otherwise Xu Danqing After being robbed, why didn't any of the other twelve cases come out to fight against the peace?

Now that Xu Danqing is dead, Ye Jianling dares not expect them, just like the Heavenly Eye Ghost King, who usually walks the most recently, but Xu Danqing told him on that day that it was the first one to beware of this big ghost fairy.

According to the black head, Xu Danqing was first swallowed up by the great god demon, and then was put on his body to fight with the four-dael gate. Finally, he was refined by the sun and the demon tripod. It should be destroyed.

However, these are all said by the black head. Ye Jianling has a faint intuition that his mother will appear in front of him one day, although he also knows that this is a beautiful luxury.

To be honest, Ye Jianling was not very sad about his mother's death. From a very young age, he watched his mother be seductive, picking yang to replenish yin, and playing with men in the palm of his hand. Whether he was a true or an ordinary person, whoever fell into her hands, he would eventually die.

It seems that from a long time ago, he had foreseen that his mother would not have a good end in the future. He didn't know where this idea came from. There are many cruel evil monks in the thirteen sects of the side door. Killing and refining souls are commonplace. At least the people he has contacted have never thought there is anything wrong with killing people, as long as I am more fierce than you. Yes, I can control your life and death, which is the common understanding of today's cultivation world, but Ye Jianling brings a kind of kindness from nature.

Touching the magic scriptures in his arms, he suddenly came up with a thought: Did he cultivate Buddhism in his last life? This magic scripture finally fell into his own hands. It won't really be as early as the Buddha said. Now it's the result, right?

He was amused by his own idea.

The incense soon burned out. He stood up and wanted to go back to the Changsheng Palace. He planned to practice the Northern Ming Zhenjing according to his mother's last wish. When he condensed the golden elixir to become a scattered immortal in the future, he would go to the Arctic black water nest to find his master.

Suddenly, Huang Quanjian shook in his body, and Ye Jianling felt the anxiety from the sword.

He released the sword and hung it in the palm of his hand. The sword seemed to be a child eager to run to the candy, spinning up and down in his hand.

Ye Jianling is now the cultivation of the spiritual realm. He can communicate with psychic treasures by relying on divine thoughts, and suddenly understands the meaning of the sword. He paused and threw the sword into the Huangquan well.

The sword is like a fish in water. Once it enters, after about a cup of tea, the spring water begins to gradually decrease. At first, it was still very slow, and then it became faster and faster. The water level fell in a straight line. The water was also very strange. Originally, it overflowed and made the ground dirty. At this time, the water retreated, and the ground was not wet. The soil and sand were dry, as if it had never been soaked by water.

Soon, the Huangquan well, which had not been interrupted for thousands of years, dried up completely.

Ye Jianling stood by the well and looked down, and a touch of yellow light flew up from the bottom of the dark well and fell on his hand.

"Master!" A child's voice sounded young and kind in his mind.

"You are... Huangquan Sword! You have evolved into a virtual treasure!"

"What is the virtual spirit weapon? I was originally a real spirit weapon!" Huangquan Sword's voice is like a four- or five-year-old child, proudly with the sadness of vicissitudes. "I was born in the underworld Huangquan, and I was restrained by a fairy who stole into the ghost world and refined into a fairy sword with the essence of Huangquan. Later, the fairy flew into heaven and passed me to his apprentice. His apprentice fell from fighting with others. I was also injured by a fairy weapon that could release the fire of Sanyang God. I was scattered by the true spirit and almost became a piece of mortal iron. It has fallen here for more than a thousand years.

"So that's it. I thought you were born in this well."

"No, I gather the sun and the moon here, and the surrounding water vapor is sensed to form a spring."

Only then did Ye Jianling know that this Huangquan well was born from this sword, and what he had thought before was exactly the bottom of the truth.

"I didn't expect you to be a fairy weapon, so how can you restore the state of those years?"

An uncontrollable excitement arises! Fairy weapons are also divided into three types: ordinary fairy weapons, mountain and river fairy weapons, true spirit fairy weapons and star immortal weapons.

The artifacts of the true fairy weapons can exist alone, and even understand the laws of heaven and earth, and practice soaring. It is said that the Buddha's top ten disciples have refined a Buddha treasure for their descendants after the Buddha's destruction. After thousands of years of practice, these Buddha's treasures are actually clear-minded and prove that Arhats. The fruit position entered Nirvana, and it was spread as a Buddhist story at that time.

Even if you are a fairy who has practiced for thousands of years, it is difficult to have a fairy weapon, let alone a real fairy weapon! No one can be excited when they think of what they can have.