Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 342 He turned himself into Qingping Sword!The Secret Spy Returning to the Ruins (5k Chapter)

Sincerity is the son of a unicorn in the sky, and the fruit is a hazy and colorful phoenix fairy.

The red lotus shows off the fire of karma, and the boy smashes and kills the living.

Li Mo held the fire spirit bone in his hand, and he could faintly see the red lotus burning on the red crystal bone, as if there was a boy sitting cross-legged, his murderous aura turned the clouds and rain, and the reverse bone clearly shocked Ye Xiao.

"It's really fate..."

Li Mo murmured softly, a different kind of splendor flashed in his eyes.

That day, in the [Longji Upper Cave], he beheaded a master returning to the ruins, and took the [Monster Calling Talisman]. The ghost in the middle, chained to the body, turned into a boy, with red lotuses shining, killing and killing, it was the light and shadow in front of him.

The demon banner is said to be able to deter the world's demons and ghosts. Every year, Guixu will capture a large number of demons and throw them into it, like nourishment.

Li Mo did not expect that this little monster had such a special fate that it would be used to refine fire spirit bones.

"Killing against the bone, Red Lotus boy... Interesting..."

Li Mo spoke softly, and couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

This is the blessing to the soul, and it has its own fate.

"such a pity……"

Li Mo smacked his lips, and couldn't help showing a look of disappointment. He felt that he had a lot of fate with this little monster. If it was in front of him, God would see that he had the virtue of good life, and he might be able to release him successfully.

However, that little monster was far away in Guixu, and was crushed by the demon banner.

That is one of the top ten magical weapons of Guixu, with a fierce power that is so powerful that everyone in the world fears it.

Not to mention that Li Mo didn't know where Guixu was, even if he knew it, even if he lent him ten guts, he wouldn't dare to dig the corner of the demon banner. That would not be life release, it would be pure suicide.

"Although you and I have fate, it's a pity that it's not deep enough. Let's talk about it later." Li Mo sighed helplessly.

It has to be said that his success rate of releasing life has increased a lot recently, and he always feels that this little demon who was suppressed in the [Monster Calling Banner] has a great chance to be released successfully.

However, the sky is high and the sea is vast, and the Guixu is insignificant. For more than 900 years, even the Xuantian Pavilion has not found out the location of the Guixu.

Even though Li Mo has the heart, he is powerless. He can only see if he can continue this fate in the future.

call……

At this moment, there was a soft chant resounding, and the floating light suddenly appeared, and the lonely and black cutting edge jumped out of Li Mo's body, the sharp edge vibrating, like a startling dragon's chant, scared the little fox's hair to stand on end, and instantly After running behind Li Mo, his little head poked out in surprise.

"This is……"

hum...

Cutting edge chanted softly, and the mysterious and mysterious lines spread all over the body of the sword like tendons.

Ever since he devoured part of the essence of the blood river in Wanjie Mountain, the cutting blade has transformed again and stepped into the ranks of [Top Grade Spiritual Soldiers].

Today's cutting edge is very unusual, its sharpness is not exposed, but it has a terrifying power, and it seems that there are thunder and fire wrapped around it during the agitation, which will be extinguished in an instant.

A most primitive instinct emanates from this strange spiritual weapon.

It is a kind of primitive nature that is close to human beings. It pursues strength and transformation, and its sharpness can only be pointed at the nine heavens.

"Is this your spiritual weapon?" the little fox murmured softly, almost not daring to recognize him.

It's not that it hasn't seen Li Mo's cut blade, but the spiritual weapon has undergone considerable changes.

The original cutting edge is like a sword but not a sword, like a knife but not a knife, the edge is mysterious and touching.

But now, the shape of the cutting edge is more like a magic sword, and it seems that there is a terrible will hidden inside it, which is about to wake up, and it is pregnant with the domineering and mysterious that shocks all weapons.

hum...

Cutting the blade softly, the lines on the sword glowed brightly, pointing at the tip of the sword, it locked the [Fire Spirit Bone], revealing primitive desire.

"Are you hungry?" Li Mo was thoughtful.

Lingbing is divided into five levels, the first grade, the middle grade, the top grade, the ultimate grade and the unique grade.

Soldiers give birth to treasures, psychics give birth to wonderfulness, and possess all kinds of magical powers. Among them, the strong ones fly to the sky, escape from the earth, travel through mountains and seas, and their power is not inferior to the strong ones in the [Main Miao Realm].

But as far as Li Mo knew, even the top level of spiritual soldiers could not give birth to their own will.

This kind of thing is rarely recorded even in many ancient books and secret books.

Possess absolute will, and even give birth to wisdom comparable to human beings... Only magic soldiers like Zhaoyao Banner can do it.

However, that day in Feilai Mountain, Li Mo inadvertently understood the mystery of Feilai Mountain in the closed place of [Black Sword], and with the help of [Nine Fate Method], he unlocked the divine will of the Black Sword, integrated Qingping Mountain, and refined A sword spirit...

Since then, the blade has gradually become different, and unexpectedly bred a will.

Although this will is weak and ignorant, only a little instinct, like a baby, but it really exists.

It is precisely because of the drive of this will that the cutting edge shows a desire for power. It is very clear that only by constantly transforming, breaking through the top grade, the best grade, the best grade...or even higher levels, can it truly merge with the one in Qingping Mountain. Dao Sword Spirit completed the most important change in its life.

A fish jumps over the dragon's gate, a gentleman becomes a leopard... At that time, it will never be the same again.

"The avenue of blue sky is like duckweed..."

Li Mo caressed the blade of [Jian Ren], and the latter groaned softly, exuding a burst of joy that was almost flattering, as if he wanted Li Mo to bestow the [Fire Spirit Bone] on it.

Although today's [Jian Ren] has conceived the original will, it is extremely ignorant, just like a baby, with only the instinct of eating, drinking and lassing.

For it, growth is the only theme.

"When you break through to the spiritual level, I will take you to try to fuse the sword spirit of Qingping Mountain."

With a wave of his hand, Li Mo sent the 【Fire Spirit Bone】in front of Jue Ren.

rumbling...

Jue Ren escaped from Li Mo's control in an instant, like a brat who threw himself into the nurse's arms, no longer the cuteness just now, and what he showed was a kind of primitive hunger and aggression.

It seems to be ravaging, biting, and for a moment... the terrifying sword light permeated the air, and in the blink of an eye, the fire spirit bone was refined into a ball of flame-like liquid.

hum...

The crimson essence squirmed gently, separating strands and strands, which were swallowed and fused by the cutting blade.

In an instant, the veins on the body of the Cutting Edge Sword became more and more brilliant, and it began to spread and grow towards the surroundings, becoming more complicated.

This is like a newborn baby, growing, changing, and growing...

At the same time, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared, and there seemed to be thunder and fire around the blade, the purple thunder light suddenly appeared powerful, and the crimson fire light was tempered...

The surrounding air kept bursting, and a bluish-green mysterious brilliance descended from the sky, continuously merging into the cutting edge.

"The emptiness has its own emptiness, and it is born to cultivate and refine great medicine..."

The little fox wagged its tail, and its round eyes were filled with a different kind of splendor. At first glance, it seemed that the void was alive, and the world was recasting this spiritual weapon.

Such a vision, it only heard about it when it was very young.

"It's amazing, with the Void Tempering, this weapon will have a lot of luck in the future..."

The little fox murmured softly, completely attracted by the transformation of the sword.

At this time, in the Xuantian Pavilion in the capital.

In front of an ancient palace, the flames inside the copper tripod suddenly blazed brightly, and the palace was full of broken and incomplete weapons, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks... inserted deep into the ground, it looked like an ancient palace at first glance. Battlefield remains.

The Palace of Hidden Soldiers is the dojo of one of the Seven Wonders of Xuantian [Master of War].

Looking at the entire Xuantian Pavilion, those who can set foot here without being ordered can only count with their hands.

rumbling...

At this moment, at the top of the ancient hall, a golden box vibrated violently, the sound rumbled like a drum, and bright mysterious light filled every corner.

"What's going on? The gold box in the soldier's possession was moved?"

Suddenly, beside the gate of the palace, the stone statue of a bird, beast and man moved. He raised the steel fork in his hand and looked at the supreme treasure at the top, with deep shock in his round eyes.

"If there are mysterious soldiers in the world, they will be crowned king within ten years..."

Another stone statue with a beast's head and a human body also spoke. He tightly held the two swords in his hands, but his indifferent face gradually became serious.

The gold box of the soldier's possession is the supreme treasure left by the master of the army. It can sense the changes in the luck of all treasures and weapons in the world. If it has the posture of becoming a king, it must be reflected in the golden box.

That day, the soldier lord traveled far away, and before parting, he had explained that in the chaotic world of mortals, there are all kinds of weapons, whether spiritual, fierce, demon, or strange... none of them are worthy of the Tao, there is only one type, born out of cunning, born in the world. Strange, its owner is ominous, it has taken away the luck of the world, and divided the future variables...

If [Bingzang Gold Casket] warns the police, it must be reported.

"This is a change of spiritual soldiers... and the distance is very close... maybe in the capital..." The stone statue of the bird or beast man said in a deep voice.

Not long ago, there was also a change in the gold box of the soldiers' possession, but it was short-lived and fleeting, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

But this time is different, there are too many movements, and the mysterious light shines, reflecting the palace.

They are guarding here, and they have never seen such a movement in the [Bing Zang Golden Casket].

hum...

Suddenly, the palace gate vibrated, and almost all the weapons in the huge hall trembled violently, screaming continuously, hunting with power.

"Hundreds of soldiers screaming together!?"

The stone statue with a beast head and a human body was taken aback, and the dust rolled off its body.

This kind of vision is not trivial, it is much more exaggerated than the short-lived movement that day, and all the soldiers have sensed it, that is to say...

"The gold casket for soldiers..."

rumbling...

At this moment, the [Bingzang Gold Casket] on the top of the ancient hall was slowly opened, and the lines on the surface were like dragons and snakes spinning, entangled and intertwined with each other.

A hazy air flow emerged in the box, as if there was an endless void hidden there, unfathomable, there seemed to be faintly intertwined swords and soldiers, and beast roars burst out.

"It's really a heresy in the spirit soldiers... It has become a trace of the weather..."

The stone statue of bird, beast and man roared in shock.

Xiao Wuqi, the leader of the army, once explored the [Futu Ancient Building] with the butcher when he was young. At that time, he made an oath to the world that one day he would master the magic weapon of the world and be the master of all the soldiers.

This [Golden Casket of Bing Zang] contains a trace of the will of the Bing Master, once it is opened, it can absorb all kinds of weapons, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"The golden casket of the soldiers storehouse will capture the weapon that gave birth to heresy..." the stone statue with the head of the beast and the body of the man said in amazement.

rumbling...

The hazy air flow boiled in the golden box, and in a trance, the void shook violently, and a vague sword shadow emerged in the boiling air flow, becoming more and more real.

"Um!?"

In the barren hills of the eastern suburbs, Jue Ren has just digested the [Fire Spirit Bone] and is transforming itself.

Suddenly, the void floated, the black sword body vibrated violently, and an invisible force came suddenly, like a raging tide, and wanted to engulf it and go away through the air.

"what?"

Li Mo's expression changed suddenly, his right hand was like a frightened dragon probing its claws, he grabbed the cutting edge suddenly, and the mighty spiritual breath entwined, and the cutting edge was imprisoned for life.

The void oscillated, and the invisible power became more and more terrifying. In a trance, the moonlight was shattered, and the cutting blade continued to chant, and it seemed that it was about to be taken away by this strange power.

Li Mo's eyes sank slightly. He could feel the majesty and greatness of this force. Facing it directly, it was like a drop in the ocean. In the raging tide, there seemed to be endless ups and downs of weapons. luck.

At this moment, even the cutting edge can't avoid this rolling tide, and it's about to drift with the tide and melt into it.

"Leave me."

Li Mo clenched the cutting blade tightly and shouted violently, the dantian was covered with a gray luster, as if the Nine Lives were born, circulating and indestructible.

In an instant, Jie Ren uttered an unyielding long cry, like the roar of an angry beast, bursting out ferociously.

The next moment, a barren mountain appeared behind him in vain, the sword spirit was deeply planted, hiding the sins of the world of mortals.

"Qingping Mountain!" Li Mo stared intently.

Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, at this moment, Jian Ren has a connection with the sword spirit of Qingping Mountain, and they have been entangled ever since.

The moment sword, the cutting edge actually resonated with the phantom behind him.

The avenue of the blue sky is like duckweed, and I inherit the sword spirit with this body.

At this moment, Jian Ren continued to chant, but the brilliance that erupted was unprecedentedly hot.

This kind of brilliance is as strong as human emotions, excitement, longing, unyielding... even roaring.

It seemed to be yelling at the mysterious power in the void... He turned the Qingping sword at the sword, startling hundreds of thousands of immortals in the sky.

hum...

Suddenly, the mysterious void power seemed to be cut off by the vision of Qingping Mountain, and it dispersed and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of Qingping Mountain dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

With a low groan, the cut blade returned to Li Mo's hand. Its mood gradually calmed down, but it was unprecedentedly calm, like a baby that just drank milk and fell into a deep sleep.

"I'm at ease this time..."

Li Mo murmured softly, just now, Jian Ren and the sword spirit of Qingping Mountain were grafted to each other, and finally formed a connection.

In other words, the two are already inseparable, as long as the quality of the cutting edge is enough to carry the sword spirit, they can truly merge and be reborn.

"I will improve your quality as soon as possible."

Li Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly put away the cutting blade.

After absorbing the [Fire Spiritual Bone], the power of the cutting blade has increased a lot, but it has just stepped into the level of [Top-Rank Spiritual Weapon] after all, and there is still a long way to go before breaking through to [Superior Spiritual Weapon] .

However, after this night, the potential of Jianren has changed a lot. It has truly obtained the luck of Qingping Mountain and comprehended the mysteries of Feilai Mountain. Given time, it may not be able to reach the level of Zhaoyao Banner.

"You just work hard with me and practice together."

Li Mo spoke softly, subconsciously looked at the mighty sky, fear flashed in his eyes, and immediately took the little fox down the mountain.

……

Xuantian Pavilion, the Palace of Tibetan Soldiers.

The radiant brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the sword shadow that had appeared in the [Bingzang Golden Box] suddenly dissipated, and a terrifying golden light burst out, directly breaking the dome and knocking down most of the side hall next to it. All of a sudden, the flames were everywhere, and they couldn't be extinguished.

"Go to the water!"

At this moment, a burst of exclamation sounded, breaking the silence of the Xuantian Pavilion at night.

"Why is there no movement?"

The two stone statues looked at each other, and the hall returned to the stillness like stagnant water. The soldiers did not move, and even the golden box was slowly closed, silently.

"It's not right... Once the golden box of the soldier's treasure is opened, it will surely catch the strange soldiers, and every one of them will be hit, so how can they return without success?" The stone statue with the head of a beast couldn't help but say.

"It's really weird, do you want to inform the Lord of the Army?" The bird and beast body hesitated for a moment before asking.

This time the anomaly is too big, even the [Golden Casket] showed unusual movements, so it is necessary to report to the soldier master.

"It's better to forget it... The gold box of the soldier's possession returned without success, maybe it was due to a sensor error, an accidental mistake and omission... Now the master of the army is going to pursue the white-clothed sword fairy... If you are distracted by this, you will have nothing to do when you come back." Any discovery, wouldn't it be a great sin for us?"

The stone statue with the head of a beast and a human body lowered its voice and said, "If we are smashed to pieces at that time, we will be recast in the furnace... that will be the end of it."

"But..." The stone statue of bird, beast and human body hesitated to speak.

"After staying in the Xuantian Pavilion for so many years, don't forget the human saying..." the stone statue with the head of a beast and a man with a body said in a deep voice.

"What?"

"I'd rather be innocent than meritorious... Only in this way can we keep our seats..."

"You're right, that's fine." The stone statue with the bird's head and the body of a man nodded.

"Come on, let's sleep together."

As he spoke, the stone statue with the head of a beast and a human body took off its coat, pulled the stone statue of a human body of a bird and beast to the side, and held down her head...

……

Its daybreak.

Dongfang showed a fish belly white.

On the outskirts of the capital, inside a ruined temple.

Xia Chanming looked at the outline of the capital in the distance in the hazy mist, and a cold look appeared on Qingmei's face.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a colorful bird landed on Xia Chanming's shoulder. It spoke human words, but its voice was melodious.

"Xu Zengshou hasn't come back yet... I can't even get in touch with him..."

"People in the ghost market are always so rebellious..." The colorful bird flapped its wings.

Because of the relationship between recruiting the demon banner, the disciples of the demon market and the ghost market have always been somewhat at odds.

"Although he is arrogant, he also knows the importance... We have come to the capital this time, and the relationship is very important, so he dare not do this." Xia Chanming said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that there was an accident? Didn't Senior Sister say that he went to catch a demon?"

"This idiot, he is afraid that I will steal the credit, and even hides his whereabouts." Xia Chanming said angrily.

"Senior sister, will he..."

"It fell into the hands of Xuantian Pavilion?" Xia Chanming said thoughtfully: "It seems that it is necessary to contact the spy in Hongmen."

While talking, Xia Chanming turned around and looked at the colorful bird on his shoulder.

"Xu Zengshou's [Eight-armed Flame Demon Hand] has been refined to a small degree. The fire bone on his body... comes from a little monster in the demon banner...you go back and see if you can bring that little monster..."

"Using the secret method, you should be able to sense the location of this idiot."

"Senior Sister means..."

"Red lotus demon boy!" Xia Chanming whispered softly, uttering a name.

(End of this chapter)