Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

The silver sword came through the air with a fierce sword intent, as if it wanted to destroy the world, the surrounding air seemed to be twisted and twisted, and thousands of swords in the sword mound were trembling and whispering , as if to break through the constraints of Tieqiu.

Luo Junqing was shocked, Master Yan Qing never mentioned this kind of situation, seeing that the sword was about to stab An Jinghe's vest, Luo Junqing opened his eyes wide in horror, but was blocked by the sword energy and couldn't go up Previous step.

An Jinghe felt the sword behind him, but he seemed to be frozen by the sword energy, unable to move at all, and there was no response at all when calling for Fat Ball.

Yan Ji nestled in An Jinghe's arms, looking at the silver sword that was getting closer and closer, his eyes flashed, and a smile of unknown meaning was evoked, and a strong black air filled his eyes. Weirdly slowed down.

The sword energy surged, and Luo Junqing spat out a mouthful of blood due to the ripples of spiritual power that emanated. He knelt down alone and stared at An Jinghe's direction, but he still couldn't make it through and fell into a coma.

An Jinghe's last consciousness before coma was that the world was spinning for a while. Yan Ji hugged An Jinghe's waist and turned sideways. The two immediately switched positions. An Jinghe only remembered the last side before falling into darkness. Yan Ji had a faint smile on his side face.

Watching An Jinghe close his eyes, Yan Ji's temperament suddenly changed, the silver sword was fixed in mid-air, trembling and making a low moan...

Yan Ji held An Jinghe's waist with one hand, and swiped in the air with the other, drawing a bloody rune.

The runes vibrated, turned into traces of blood, and floated towards the silver sword, penetrating into the sword body one by one. The silver sword quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, let out a wail, and fell to the ground dejectedly.

Thousands of other swords in the sword mound stopped, and they were inserted on the iron mound quietly, and there was a dead silence.

Yan Ji picked up the silver sword, looked at An Jinghe who fell into a coma in his arms, opened his lips and smiled lowly, his eyes were filled with black mist, "I'm just worried that I won't find a chance..."

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When An Jinghe woke up again, he stared at the green veil shaking gently in front of his eyes for a long time before realizing that this was not his cave.

Struggling to sit up, An Jinghe realized that it was an ancient bamboo house, probably Shennong Peak.

"Eldest brother, you're awake!" A young disciple in a green bamboo-pattern robe ran over excitedly, holding a bowl of medicine, "Master said you would wake up today, you really predicted things like a god!"

Yes, it was at the Sword Tomb before, to get the sword...

"What about the others?" An Jing and Qiang sat up and asked, "Where are Junior Brother Luo and Junior Brother Yan? What happened to them?"

The disciple hurriedly put down the tray and helped An Jinghe up, "Eldest brother, don't worry, Senior Brother Luo is fine, he just woke up before you, but Senior Brother Yan, you were seriously injured. I heard that the elder holding the sword found you in the sword mound." At the time, Senior Brother Luo fell to the side, Senior Brother Yan hugged you, covered in blood..."

An Jinghe moved his body and found that apart from some soreness, there was no other discomfort. The sword at that time, could it be...

"Bring me my clothes and take me to have a look!" An Jinghe lifted the quilt, resisted the soreness on his body, and got out of bed.

"Eldest brother, don't worry," the disciple held An Jinghe by his arm, a little anxious, "Master said, elder brother, you can't move around casually."

"I'm fine," An Jinghe walked to the short side, picked up his robe, put it on, and walked outside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he ran into Luo Junqing. The other person's face was pale, and he was obviously here to see him. Seeing An Jinghe going out, Luo Junqing was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a hint of understanding, "Eldest brother thinks How about it?"

"Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with it. Junior Brother Luo is involved." An Jinghe said with a smile, "I heard that Junior Brother Yan was seriously injured. I'm going to visit him. Should Junior Brother Luo go with me?"

"Yes," Luo Junqing replied. "Originally, I planned to go to see Senior Brother Yan after seeing Senior Brother."

An Jinghe smiled, didn't say anything, but felt slander in his heart, who would believe this?Yan Ji's room is between the two of us, so it's not my turn to look at each other. If Luo Junqing is not a man, An Jinghe would think that the protagonist likes him.

In Yan Ji's small bamboo house.

An Jinghe looked at Yan Ji who was nestled in the bed with only half of his pale face showing, feeling a little panicked in his heart, he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt down, exposing his whole face, allowing him to breathe easier.

Luo Junqing watched An Jing and Yan Ji's intimate actions, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in her heart, feeling that the air was stuffy, and she had an illusion of suffocation.

Fortunately, someone broke the silence.

"Brother Luo, Junior Brother Luo, you are all here." Zhou Jingshi, the eldest disciple of Shennong Peak, walked in and said with a frown, "Although there is nothing serious about you two, you still need to cultivate well, so as not to suffer hidden injuries, which will be detrimental to your future cultivation."

"Well, Junior Brother Luo and I will pay attention," An Jinghe looked at Yan Ji again, and asked, "What about Junior Brother Yan, does it matter?"

"Well," Zhou Jingshi dodged a little, "Eldest brother, I don't know yet. Junior brother Yan seems to be seriously injured, but the specifics still depend on the final diagnosis of the master. Senior brother, Luo junior brother, you too Go and rest, let Junior Brother Yan cultivate well."

An Jinghe looked at Zhou Jingshi suspiciously, just about to ask, but heard a conversation coming from the door, from far to near.

Master Yan Yu, the master, Yan Qing, the sword-wielding elder, and Yan Li, the master of Shennong Peak.The three walked in together.

"I have met the master, the two uncles." An Jinghe took the lead in saluting.

Luo Junqing and Zhou Jingshi also saluted, "I have met the master, the master, uncle."

"Well," Yan Li responded lightly and walked to Yan Ji's bedside, and began to investigate the situation. Yan Qing was as quiet as ever, but Master Yan Yu cheered up and talked to a few people, " Jinghe, Junqing, how do you two feel, is there any discomfort?"

"The disciple is not feeling unwell," An Jing replied harmoniously.

"Thank you for your concern, the master, and the disciple is fine." Luo Junqing responded, and stood behind Yan Qing.

An Jinghe took a look at Yan Ji who was lying on the bed, surrounded by green light, and finally asked, "Master, how is Junior Brother Yan?"

Following An Jinghe's eyes, the headmaster looked at the pale-faced former apprentice on the bed, and sighed lightly, "Are you coming out as a teacher?"

An Jing and Yan Yu followed, the two arrived at the back cliff of Shennong Peak, and finally stood still.

Yan Yu looked at the bottomless cliff, "What did you encounter in Jianzhong half a month ago?"

It's been half a month? !An Jinghe was a little surprised, but still replied as he said, "That day, I entered the sword mound with my two junior brothers. At the beginning, the situation was normal. There was a storm in the sword mound. Junior brother Luo and I both went in. Sword, so the impact on us is not big, but after that, the situation is a little bit wrong."

An Jinghe frowned, a little depressed, and continued, "Later, when the storm started to get bigger and bigger, I realized something was wrong, but it was too late, so I had no choice but to hold Junior Brother Yan in my arms and help him block it." But, who knows, suddenly a handle flew out from the depths of the sword mound, but Junior Brother Luo suddenly tried his best to switch positions with me, and then I lost consciousness."

"In the sword mound, there is a demonic energy. Although it is very weak, it still cannot escape Mi Ling's induction." Yan Yu's voice came from the front, with his back to An Jinghe, unable to see his expression.

An Jinghe was startled, as if his breath was being choked, devilish energy? !

Trying to calm down, An Jinghe asked cautiously, "Master, have you found the source of the devil energy? How about Junior Brother Yan?"

"The source of the devil energy is unknown for the time being, but Ji'er," Yan Yu sighed, "Ji'er's dantian is damaged, no matter how hard he tries in the future, he will probably stop at the heartbeat stage and be unable to form a pill..."