Jiugai Dragon Song

Jun Xiangruo stood there with his sword in his hand, looking at the changing scene indifferently, as if he was just watching other people's past.

A thin figure swayed in the raging snowstorm on Wuya Mountain.

Huo Qingyun's scolding and calm care.

He Yingtian was mad.

Have fun with fellow students.

The moment Huo Qingyun handed over the master jade of the Beating Soul Sect to him, everything changed.

He fled in the underworld forest, and monks and monsters were chasing him relentlessly.

Returning to the Lost Soul Sect after all the hardships, the surprised eyes and naked contempt of the companions who were laughing and playing back then.He didn't understand what was wrong.

In order to confuse the public, Huo Qingyun put a disguise amulet on him back then, so the monks who hunted him down naturally never saw his real face.

After Gu Qixing killed Huo Qingyun and took back the Yaodan, he made the Beating Soul Sect a sect for 40 years, and the matter was settled.

But during the sect period, it was not that no one who wanted revenge went to the Lost Soul Sect.

The elders and disciples with high cultivation bases all followed Huo Qingyun to commit crimes and were killed, leaving behind a group of young disciples.

The Lost Soul Sect was in the sect period, and if Jun Xiang held the Sect Master Jade, he would not be able to go anywhere.He had to play for various reasons.

Half a piece of Sovereign Jade really doesn't have that much coercion. In addition, everyone refused to accept him. When they went out to fight, the others didn't even put on a show. People fought bloody battles.

The 15-year-old Jun Xiangruo wore a mask, sneered, and sarcastically said to the people in the barrier behind him: "It turns out that the Lost Soul Sect raised you bastards."

With his Golden Core cultivation base, he was alone and alone, and he fought back nearly a hundred people, including the Nascent Soul cultivator. It can be said that he became famous in the first battle.But no one knows his face and name.

Naturally, he was seriously injured, but the person he desperately protected had something wrong with him, so he could only recuperate and practice in the back mountain of the Lost Soul Sect.

Only he himself knows what kind of life he lived in Houshan.How good can it be to compete with monsters for territory?

Ten years later, he blasted away the barrier of the Defeating Soul Sect with a palm of his cultivation at the distraction stage.

Walking out of the dust and smoke is no longer the immature boy, but a slender, handsome young man.His eyes were full of hostility.

The people of the Lost Soul Sect once again thought he was dead.And he appeared again, with such heaven-defying cultivation and coercion.

"It seems that the past ten years have been good for you." A clear voice sounded in the huge hall.

The disciples of the Defeating Soul Sect were all knelt down under the coercion.

Terribly quiet.

A figure walked in slowly, his eyes kept looking at someone sitting on the suzerain seat, and he didn't even bother to look at the people kneeling around him from the corner of his eye.

Wen Xingzhou quickly stood up from the suzerain seat, "Master...Senior brother..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a long whip came through the wind and hit the bend of his leg, causing instant pain, and he knelt down.

Jun Xiangruo had a sneer on his face.He can't get out of the Beating Soul Sect's sect, these people are too deceitful, if he wants to settle down in the Beating Soul Sect, it's impossible not to show some coercion.

What's more, since he has fulfilled the obligations of the suzerain, why doesn't he enjoy the rights of the suzerain?Didn't Huo Qingyun want him to be the suzerain?Then he'll be fine.

He walked up and sat down on the suzerain seat.

The people kneeling under the hall felt that the pressure had increased again, and they didn't dare to lift their heads.

Jun Xiangruo squeezed the chin of Wen Xingzhou who was kneeling beside him, and made him look up at him.Seeing those eyes that were always filled with contempt and unwillingness, there was a little more fear, and Jun Xiangruo's sneer deepened, "Junior brother wants to be suzerain, why is he kneeling here?"

Wen Xingzhou's veins twitched when he asked this question knowingly and with a sneer. This person has been gifted since he was a child, but he has always been overwhelmed by the skills of the Soul Sect. The best of the best, but this person still overwhelmed him, the coercion of this distraction period had made him breathless.

"Brother misunderstood, how dare I. It's just that you are coming back soon, so I dusted you off."

Jun Xiangruo let go of his hand, and leaned against the back of the suzerain white jade, a bit casual, but so stern that people dare not look at him closely. "Even my residence was smashed, this dusting is really thorough."

"I think your original residence is not good, and I plan to change you to a better one."

"Junior Brother, I'm bothering you." Jun Xiangruo squinted at him, "But I like the original place."

Wen Xingzhou was already in a cold sweat.

Jun Xiangruo finally looked at the people below, and withdrew his coercion, "Which one of you hit it before? Stand up."

No one dared to move.

"It seems that they have been smashed." Jun Xiangruo smiled, and slapped Wen Xingzhou, who was kneeling beside him, under the hall.

Wen Xingzhou fell heavily and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the crowd hurried up to help him.

It's very popular.

Suddenly, Jun Xiangruo felt a little bit interesting, so he took out a sword and easily inserted it into the stone floor, "Why did you smash it, why don't you show me it on him."

A simple movement has infinite power, the sword wind flies out, and everyone is instantly knocked to the ground by the sword wind.

"Otherwise, no one will get out alive today." Jun Xiangruo still had a sneer.

Everyone hesitated a bit.

"No need!" Wen Xingzhou shook off the person who was supporting him, and stood up clutching his chest, "I'll do it myself."

He slapped off his leg with one palm, and then cut off his left hand with a sword, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

The person who was splashed with blood couldn't help but take a few steps back.

A monk's hand can grow back after being cut off, but the pain is unavoidable. Wen Xingzhou was sweating profusely, and his lips were already turning white, "Sovereign... are you satisfied...?"

"Very good." Jun Xiangruo didn't look at him, he seemed to lower his head to straighten his sleeves, but he couldn't even straighten out the wrinkles left by his tight grip, his hands even trembled a little. "Drag it on."

"Within two days, I will build my residence exactly as it is, and a place that is not bad." Jun Xiangruo raised his head and looked at the crowd, "Go out."

No one dared to complain about this almost impossible "two days".

The crowd dispersed.He was the only one left in the huge hall.

He has always been the only one in the huge hall.

Which one of the defeated soul sect is not obedient and obedient.Everyone seems to be thinking about how to kill Jun Xiangruo every day besides practicing.Touching his bottom line again and again.Even if the prestige of the suzerain is promoted, if he is not promoted, he will be regarded as a persimmon, right?

"Do you think I dare not kill you?" Jun Xiangruo felt a little ridiculous.It would have been good to humbly agree in front of him, but to recite it and do things indiscriminately, stabbing knives in various ways.

One of the bound disciples smashed the jar and was dead anyway, so he might as well take a gamble, and shouted loudly: "Then you might as well kill us all. What can you do with the Lost Soul Sect alone? You are just Huo Zongzhu's good dog, looking for a dead ghost! You really think of yourself as the suzerain! It's ridiculous. You practice the immortal way, and you don't know the skills of the soul-defeating sect. !"

It's a pity that no one dared to respond to him, even if this was the voice of everyone.

"Why don't you talk! Don't you always say that?" The disciple suddenly became frightened.A sword pierced his chest.

With just a wave of his hand, the man on the suzerain has already controlled his life and death.

Before he could say another word, he fell down.

"Courage is commendable." Jun Xiangruo waved his sword back again, "Who else has an idea to say? You are very welcome." The last four words were stuttered, terribly cold.

"Greetings to the suzerain!" Everyone knelt down in unison, and the shouts echoed in the hall.

Jun Xiangruo looked over the kneeling crowd to Wen Xingzhou standing behind.

The latter hooked his lips at him.

At night, there was a sea of ​​corpses behind the Defeated Soul Sect.

A man in a cloak stopped in front of the disciple who was "killed" during the day, and stuffed a pill into the mouth of the "corpse", and the disciple immediately took a deep breath.

Jun Xiangruo stuck a talisman on the disciple's forehead, sealed the memory, raised his hand to open a formation, and threw the person into it.Now life or death is none of my business.

He sneaked up to rescue people in the middle of the night, and he was quite useless as the suzerain.Jun Xiangruo smiled wryly.

"Your Excellency is really courageous." A voice suddenly sounded.

Jun Xiangruo became alert and quickly looked over.

A figure stood in the dark.

"I heard that the Patriarch of the Beating Soul Sect is cruel and merciless, and you dare to save the person he wants to kill?" the man said again.

"Since I heard that the Patriarch of the Lost Soul Sect is cruel and merciless, if you dare to come to his back, you may not lose my courage."

The man laughed.

"I don't know what you mean?" Jun Xiangruo felt a little weird.

"Ah... cultivating the evil way, come to the sea of ​​corpses of the defeated soul sect to absorb grievances."

The man was hidden in the darkness, if Jun Xiang couldn't see him touching the bridge of his nose.

"Then mind your own business." Jun Xiangruo walked away.

The scene changed, and finally stopped at Huangquanlin, which he couldn't forget the most.

Jun Xiangruo stared numbly at the changing scene in front of him.

But Han Yunshen couldn't do it.He was already a person who had watched it once, and now that this person was in his heart, he couldn't remain unmoved as before.

He strode forward, grabbed Jun Xiangruo's hand holding the sword, and pulled him into his arms.

Jun Xiangruo bumped into his arms.

Han Yunshen put his right hand on the back of his head, lowered his head and kissed him.

Jun Xiangruo's sword fell to the ground.

This kiss was very soft and gentle, without too many aggressive movements, just a gentle kiss.

It is the willows caressing the clear water in March, causing ripples.

It is Liulan slowly moving around the green hills.

It was a kingfisher that jumped up to the branch with a cry, and the leaves trembled slightly.

It is the warm wind in spring that melts the ice and snow.

The warm breath is intertwined, and the golden wind and the jade dew meet. It turned out to be such a scene.

Jun Xiangruo came back to his senses, and slapped him away, "What are you doing!"

Han Yunshen felt his heart beating like a drum belatedly, "I..."

一

Palm came again.

wrong.

"You're injured." Han Yunshen's expression froze, and he easily grabbed Jun Xiangruo's wrist.He should have discovered just now that he could pull people over so easily.

He should have found out long ago.

"Did I hurt you just now?"

"No." Jun Xiangruo wanted to shake off his hand, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

"Show me." Han Yunshen took a step forward.

"Go away."

"Go over there." Han Yunshen pulled him towards the big rock on one side, completely ignoring his words.

"Han Yunshen, it's none of your business." Jun Xiangruo was about to go mad when he was dragged away by force.

"I'm going to take care of your business, so what's your business?"

Jun Xiangruo: "..."

Han Yunshen put a clean dust talisman on the stone, "Sit down first."

If you don't move.

"Then I'll hug you."

"..." Jun Xiangruo sat down.I have never seen such a person.If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have much strength at all, he would...he would die of anger. "All right, all right, I'll do it myself."

As soon as the words fell, Han Yunshen pasted a tenth-rank fixed body amulet.

"Han Yunshen. Don't go too far." Jun Xiangruo's face turned cold.

"Ah."

"..." Who discussed it with you?

Han Yunshen squatted on one knee in front of Jun Xiangruo, took his right hand, and there was a shocking burn mark on the palm.

It was burned by "karma fire".

"Kammic fire" is the tempering fire of Buddhist practice. Only the great ability of Buddhist practice that has completely cut off the seven emotions and six desires can not be harmed by it, and thus tempered to become a Buddha.Most people can't bear it at all.

Han Yunshen had suffered karma before, and he still remembered the pain.What's more, for someone like Jun Xiangruo who can't let go of the past at all, it's unimaginable how painful it is.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart.That's all, still holding the sword.

He took out the elixir from the Qiankun bag and carefully applied it to Jun Xiangruo's palm.He also took out the gauze that he had cleaned thoroughly, and wrapped it around Jun Xiangruo.

Karmic fires all started from under the feet, and Jun Xiangruo's hands should have been burned when he put out the fire, so the feet should be the most severely burned.

Han Yunshen took off Jun Xiangruo's boots.Jun Xiangruo has already started to roll his eyes, "Han Yunshen, stop!"

Han Yunshen turned a deaf ear and rolled up his trousers.Sure enough, there were serious burns all over his legs. No wonder he couldn't stand still, and he came over as soon as he pulled him.

Jun Xiangruo couldn't see it.If he still has the strength, he must slap Han Yunshen to death, forget it, slap him to death.

Han Yunshen completely ignored Jun Xiangruo's embarrassment, and continued to apply medicine for him.

Jun Xiangruo was really going to die of anger.Thinking of the kiss just now, he was about to explode.It's really inexplicable, rushing up to kiss Lao Tzu, really... sick!He stared at Han Yunshen who was squatting in front of him.

Looking at him from this angle, he has a high nose bridge, flying handsome eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and a dignified and focused expression.

No one had ever taken him so seriously.

Jun Xiangruo stopped staring at people, and looked a little dazed.

Han Yunshen put on the boots for him, and met Jun Xiangruo's eyes as soon as he raised his eyes.

There seemed to be something different in those peach blossom eyes this time.

Han Yunshen couldn't control his heartbeat again.Jun blushed and looked away.Touching his nose, he sat beside Jun Xiangruo.

"I picked the talisman." Jun Xiangruo still couldn't move.

"Take it off and don't hit me." Han Yunshen said vigilantly.

"it is good."

Han Yunshen took off the talisman.Then he was slapped.

"If you don't fight, you will have ghosts." Jun Xiangruo used what little strength he had left.

Han Yunshen: "..." Jun Xiangruo's mouth is a deceiving ghost.He can remember.

The two of them were sitting in the Huangquan forest that had been transformed from an illusion, and it was terribly real.

"Can you try to break through?" Han Yun looked at Jun Xiangruo deeply.

"It's useless. It can't be broken." Jun Xiangruo looked indifferent.

"Okay. Then I will accompany you."

Jun Xiangruo glanced at him.

A piece of night, a piece of forest, no insects, no birds singing, moonlight, all kinds of monsters lurking around, staring at them.