Chapter 24 It's a pity to throw stones to block the flowing water

Originally, there were many changes in the magic array that were only forbidden from the air. First, the magic array was corrected by the spirit tree and turned into a life-eating winch. Now Qin Xuehan suddenly turned around and showed the real body of the ink-faced guest, which surprised everyone.

I saw that the five-foot ink sword held in Qin Xuehan's hand was also buzzing. The body of the sword was slowly shortened, dragging a slender shadow, and turned into a three-foot short sword. The body of this sword is like jade and ink, which is more transparent. Its ancient meaning is high, and the dark light flows, as if it can see through the world and is clear. The thorough of life.

I only heard the ink-faced guest jump, and a thin hand from the depths of the huge black cloak and points in front of the chest of the spirit tree. At this time, a black smoke suddenly rose from the ink-faced guest's body. The black smoke evaporated and overlapped light and dark. Among them, the smoke condensed and a huge black snake suddenly ran out, wrapping the spirit god wood and seven Two wonderful people.

"ji san!" The ink-faced guest raised a three-foot short sword in his hand and acted harshly. With a faint brilliance flow on the sword, there was a soft sound on the black snake that wrapped Qi Miao and Ji Ling Shenmu. At the moment of extinction, it cut off the connection between Shuimu and Ji Ling Shenmu, and blocked the entanglement between the two.

Qi Miao took advantage of the situation and collected the water cold true qi that had previously violently met the enemy. She looked at herself for a moment, and saw that it was constantly released by the spirit god wood regardless of it. Most of the wood spirit true qi that invaded the body were dispelled by the water cold true qi, and a small part of it was refined and converged with the original wood qi in the original body, quietly coiled. On the side of Dantian, for its trend, so invisible, has increased its power a little.

When I looked at it again, the spirit god's face was lax and suddenly collapsed on the ground. He stared at Mo Jun and said, "Mo-faced guest, it's you..."

Qi Miao was afraid that he would still fight and burst into trouble. She had the intention to give it one last blow. When she leaned forward, she saw the ink-faced guest glance. She knew in her heart that her body fell beside the fool and only looked over here.

The ink-faced guest turned his hand and laughed a few times. His voice was sharp and sharp, as if it had been brought out by a sword cut through the mountain stone, but there was an indescribable loneliness. He only heard him respond to the spirit tree and said, "My friend, we haven't seen you for a long time..."

“.......”

"Alas....... You and I have lived for so long, but why can't you let go of that persistence? Because there are too many aspects and the realm of cultivation is stagnant. Can't you see through all this now?

He said leisurely, as if he was talking about the other party, and as if he was talking to himself. At this moment, I don't know when the originally strong and vast fog gradually dissipated, so that it was thin. From a distance, only three or two pieces of milky white fog were hanging on the leavesless trees.

The road that was originally trapped by this vast fog gradually showed its prototype. Looking out, there were several cypress trees growing in this black land, which seemed slightly sparse. In addition, there was nothing on the withered land, and there were faint traces of war.

Thinking of this world, there was a fierce struggle at that time, but the white fog dissipated, and a gust of wind blew on the treetops and echoed between heaven and earth, only the ancient and inexplicable love.

When the spirit god Mu heard what the ink-faced guest said, he couldn't help muttering to himself, "Is it true that I'm persistent and can't see through this impermanent life?"

When everyone saw that he was thinking, it seemed that pictures were slowly floating in their minds. However, what he was thinking was the sadness before the world, or the understanding of others, but it was unknown. He only listened to him and looked at a face full of wrinkles and deep traces, and said with a wry smile: " It turns out that we are all so old that we still can't stand loneliness..."

After saying that, the eyes of the spirit tree fell into a confusion. After a moment, it changed to an intoxicated expression. What kind of deep meaning did this unfinished words contain? At this moment, the fog stopped, and the spirit tree looked at the sky in a daze. His eyes no longer looked at Qi Miao and others, and it seemed that he did not want to pay attention again. Look at the hatred in this world.

"He? ..." The fool couldn't stand it and asked first.

"He is relieved..." The ink-faced guest turned his back and said a little lonely.

When the fool heard the words, he sat cross-legged, put his hands together with his chest, and recited it alone: "If there is something in the heart, it is not to live. You should have no place to live and give birth to your heart, so that you can't rise and destroy your heart in the outside world. If you are miserable and impermanent, you can be able to imagine and practice and enjoy the liberation of the five essences.

The vast fog dissipated, and Qi Miao was next to the fool. The scenes in front of him were quite interesting. Even how Qin Xuehan turned into an ink-faced guest, although he had doubts in his heart, he could not be interested in further investigation.

As for mentioning the truth of this spiritual tree, she is not in the mood to do it. At this moment, there is only a stupid Buddha voice transmission in the air. He sings a Buddha's name and reads the scriptures in a low voice. He can't express the Buddha's mercy. Qi Miao and ink faces are silent, and he is empty, and he doesn't know what to think.

Maybe no matter what you think, the old feud between Lingxia Island and West Kunlun, and the past and present life of the spirit tree, are really inappropriate.

The Buddha's sound array, ethereal like a mountain spring, flows quietly and spread to several people's ears, but I don't know whether this clear and more compassionate Buddha's voice can really relieve the suffering of the world, or arouses the sadness and desire in the depths of people.

At this time, a beautiful voice sounded like a new warbler out of the valley: "Sister Fairy!"

Qi Miao's heart was suddenly touched by this sound, and she saw Li Miaohua's figure flashing not far in front of her. She took three steps and two steps and rushed over. Her body swayed in the wind, like butterflies dancing against the wind.

Behind him, Zhou Han stopped his long dress, his crown and belt fluttered, gently shook the fan of the emperor in his hand, and walked out with extraordinary demeanor. Seeing that Qi Miao and several people were safe here, his calm face inadvertently was also a little more eager and gratified.

There was still one person beside Zhou Hanzhi. It was Zhao Dongting, the first disciple of the Iron Sword Gate. He saw that his clothes were stained with blood and embarrassed, but he was in good spirits. He smiled bitterly and greeted Qi Miao.

It turned out that these people were killed by Zhao Zhongyue in the magic array and were transmitted to a situation by a white light. The place was as silent as the sky, and the light on all sides were like white jade. On that day, the dark clouds in the sky were drooping, and it was depressing. Zhou Han stopped several people from looking at the field and only felt that there was no way out, let alone an exit, which made several people Shocked.

At this time, a few puffs of smoke appeared on the flat ground, accompanied by the cold faces of the swordsmen of the Military Alliance, which were made by wooden puppets.

The swordsmen appeared, smashing the ice wall trapped up, mechanically stepped out of the broken ice, and surrounded Zhou Hanzhi and the three people.

Li Weihua saw that these people were holding bright weapons, and they were not angry with any living people. Instead, they were all dead faces. Although they were dead faces, the swordsmen looked at the three of them coldly, as if they were looking at the dead.

She is young. At this moment, she is separated from Qi Miao and is deeply trapped in the desperate world. She is surrounded by this group of people with swords. She can't help but wonder what to do. She looked at Zhou Hanzhi and saw his expression solemn. Jiang Tianzi's fan was harvested into a bunch, held in her hand, and whispered:

"Brother Zhao and Li Xianzi, this is an inexplicable space in the array, which is a Jedi. I think we can't be released if we don't defeat this group of people..."

"But these are just ordinary people, but they are controlled by others..." Li Miaohua was worried.

"Alas..." Zhou Han stopped sighing. He didn't want to talk much with the little girl. He didn't want to say that these people were swordsmen of the military alliance, and he couldn't help but have no tacit understanding with his own side. Moreover, he should have been prepared to participate in the revenge in the world and killed at any time. At this time of crisis, in order to escape from difficulties and rush to save his sister, he had to kill him. .

He whispered to Zhao Dongting, "Brother Zhao, if you still want to avenge your brother, you still have to leave here alive. At this time, we can't tolerate soft-hearted..."

“cao! Whoever dares to stand in front of me and kill him together!" Zhao Dongting has long been red-eyed and lost three points of rationality.

Immediately, he pulled out a big knife around his waist and attacked with Zhou Hanzhi. Although this group of swordsmen were armed with sharp weapons, they could not exert their skills because of control. It was just a mechanical attack. Therefore, although the number of people was large, even Zhao Dongting could cope with martial arts.

Li Yuhua hesitated for a moment and couldn't help it, so she had to draw her sword and attack. However, she was soft-hearted and often only knocked down people, but did not kill them. However, the situation was chaotic. Zhao Dongting, who had already been bathed in blood and red-eyed, passed by him and made up for a knife, which ended up the lives of these swordsmen. .

That's how the people killed the swordsmen of the alliance. For a moment, they saw a crisp sound in the inexplicable space in the depths, and a huge crack suddenly broke out in the sky. Then the crack was like a ripples wrinkled by the wind on the surface of the water, spreading around. Li Miaohua only felt that the loess under his feet was broken, and the light and dark overlapped in front of him, suddenly Suddenly, he returned to the previous fog.

"Brother Zhou, what should we do now?" Zhao Dongting dressed rudely and put a big knife on the ground and asked Zhou Han to stop.

"Hmm?" Zhou Han stopped his mind and said nothing. He knew that he was trapped in this maze. If he didn't know how to do it, he couldn't find a sister even if he stepped all over the iron shoes. However, he didn't know how to break the array at this moment, so he hesitated in his heart.

I just felt a wave of air, and the confused fog before and after the three people retreated by itself. When I looked up, I saw that Qi Miao and the fools were not far ahead. It turned out that these people had been nearby, but they were hindered by the fog and could not find each other.

Li Miaohua was surprised and happy when he saw the seven wonderfuls. His voice was clear and his tone was full of affection.

She rushed to Qimiao, but suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of her, but it was her uncle Mo Junmo's face.

I saw him wrapped in a black cloak, and his whole body felt like he had fallen into it. He only showed a pair of eyes and looked at the crowd coldly. Li Weihua's eyes were full of incredible, and then Zhou Hanzhi, who came, clenched the fan of heaven and was actually on guard.