Everyone asks me

It turns out that there really are such people and such swords in the world, Zhang Muguan thought blankly.

He couldn't say anything, he just stared blankly at the sky, his expression was stiff as if he was going to cry or laugh.

Song Haiguan, who was stuffed into the glass beads, couldn't see anything, and he called out in bewilderment, "Zhang Muguan, Zhang Muguan, what's wrong with you?"

However, without Zhang Muguan answering, Song Haiguan had already noticed what was happening around him.

Zhang Liang, who was curled up on the ground, struggled to catch his breath, sat up slowly.He touched his chest, but it didn't hurt at all, and then he couldn't help looking at the sky.

The palm, which was crushing like a mountain, suddenly froze in the air.

Then the sound was loud like a thunderbolt, each time more violent than the next.Every blow seemed to explode in Zhang Liang's ears, even though he was covering his ears, all the sound came in, making his ears ringing, his eyes dazzled, and he was about to faint.

It was an invisible sword energy, fighting with the red palm print.It was ruthless and fierce, as if the sky and sea water were lifted up and then fell high, with endless vigor, it slapped down fiercely, not much worse than that deadly palm print.

With just one blow, he hit the vital point of the palm print.

The palm print faded little by little, and the five fingers also disappeared one by one. Finally, it disappeared without a trace like a cloud blown away by the wind.

With just such a move, he defeated the deadly palm print.Zhang Liang's heart was pounding, if it wasn't for the ravaged trees and floor tiles outside the door, he really suspected that he was dreaming.

Qian Ziwen flicked the edge of the sword, put the sword back into the scabbard, and slowly came up with the name of this sword move: "Open the sea."

There was no trace of murderous intent on him, as if he was still the innocent and kind young boy who would blink his eyes and ask for help from others in a daze.

However, he was clearly an evil god, who opened the sky with one sword and opened the sea with the other, Zhang Muguan took three steps back.

Shashen approached step by step, and showed a shy smile, "What did you say just now, Tianmuhai only came to you two this time, right?"

Before Zhang Muguan could answer, Song Haiguan began to howl at the top of his voice: "I don't believe it, it's impossible! How could you not die, you are just a furnace, a small furnace that can be played with and bullied!"

"Shut up! Song Tianming, shut up!" Zhang Muguan yelled viciously, and then he laughed hastily and innocently, which looked more like crying, "This is the White Feather Demon Lord, who was famous hundreds of years ago. Demon Venerable White Feather."

"One move to open the sky, one move to open the sea, with just these two sword moves, no one in the world is invincible. Even the Tianmuhai at that time had to give him three points."

Demon Venerable White Feather, the moment he heard this name, everyone in the room fell into an inexplicable and strange atmosphere.You look at me, I look at you, and I suspect that I am dreaming.

Who is White Feather Demon Venerable? The battle that besieged him not only disturbed the righteous monks, but also two of the three heavenly officials from Tianmuhai, almost disturbed the Tianjun who had been unable to retreat.

Even if the White Feather Demon Lord died in the end, who would not respectfully praise him?This legendary figure, just being resurrected is not enough, but he turned into such a little monk with worrying aptitude and talent.

If he hadn't seen those two sword moves with his own eyes, who would have believed Zhang Muguan's words?

"Forget you have vision." Fenghua's tail curled up, curled up in a good mood, "I'll just say, even if you die, Mozun, someone will remember you. Look at the current juniors, don't they all Is it nice?"

Qian Ziwen raised his eyebrows, his expression a little shy, "Hey, don't mention the past. I lost miserably back then, no matter how I say it, I can't compare to Song Tianguan."

This sentence seems to be a sincere compliment, but to other people, it is clearly ironic.

Zhang Muguan completely resigned to his fate, he couldn't help but use his spiritual energy to slap himself on the forehead, and his body disappeared with a puff.

"Who wants you to commit suicide?" Qian Ziwen clicked his teeth painfully, "You are much more intelligent than that little bastard, and I want to get a few more words out of your mouth."

Although White Feather Demon Venerable has a good reputation, he is a demon cultivator after all, and Zhang Muguan is not sure how this person will deal with him.

Instead of being tortured to death, it is better to destroy the body first and suffer less.

The little Nascent Soul hesitated on the spot for a while, and asked, "I voluntarily wash my memory and reenter reincarnation, can the Demon Lord let me go?"

This sentence is also a hopeless inquiry, with a sense of self-destruction.

Who would have thought that Qian Ziwen nodded, "After I finish asking, you can reincarnate. I never thought of killing them all."

"It's cheap for you." Fenghua muttered dissatisfiedly, his eyes were fixed on the Nascent Soul floating up and down, eager to try and reach out to grab it at any time, "Mozun, you are too soft-hearted, who knows if this person is plotting against you ?”

"No matter what the conspiracy is, can it defeat my sword?"

Fenghua shook his head sincerely, "No match."

"Then it's over." Qian Ziwen scratched Fenghua's ears, and the white-clothed demon cultivator snorted comfortably, "Snow Flower, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. Everyone thinks peace is the most important thing, so there's nothing wrong with it."

This is really magnanimous, if not everyone present knows his identity, everyone would be regarded as Qian Ziwen is an amiable and amiable righteous senior.

Zhang Muguan's Nascent Soul flinched, really not knowing how to answer this question.

Qian Ziwen's two sword moves alone are enough to shock people's hearts and make everyone obey.With such a cultivation base, he can already feel free and at ease, so what kind of peace and tranquility do he have to strive for?

However, this famous demon cultivator blinked his green eyes around, as if expecting someone to agree with his point of view.

The people present continued to be silent, and no one dared to say a word.There is no other reason, it is simply that the name White Feather Demon Venerable is too intimidating.

Qian Ziwen, who got no response, frowned resentfully, "Hey, am I that scary? To be honest, no one would believe it?"

Fenghua put the other ear on Qian Ziwen's hand, and answered casually: "These monks are too incompetent. They are born to be afraid of the Demon Lord, so they dare not believe in anything. Isn't it the same way hundreds of years ago?" Well, as soon as the Demon Lord appeared, everyone remained motionless as if they had been immobilized, like a piece of wood."

Qian Ziwen nodded, thinking that his cat is better.

This little thing disdains people no matter what, no matter how high he is or what his status is, if he is angry, he will ignore you and ignore you.

Fenghua didn't get a response for acting coquettishly, and was a little bored.

He simply turned into a cat again, and slowly climbed up Qian Ziwen's arm all the way, and finally nestled on his shoulder again and did not move.

The big fluffy tail shook twice from time to time, causing everyone to stare at the big tail involuntarily.

Qian Ziwen teased the white cat for a while before he noticed that the atmosphere was tense.He beckoned to Zhang Muguan's Nascent Soul, "Just follow what I said earlier, tell me everything you know, and I'll let you reincarnate."

Such a promise should be credible, right?Zhang Muguan hesitated for a long time, he was afraid that just after he finished everything, Demon Lord White Feather would go back on his word and smash his Nascent Soul to pieces with one palm.

Fortunately, the imaginary scene didn't happen. After Qian Ziwen held the ball of light that condensed all the memories of Zhang Muguan, he really kept his promise and didn't make a move until he re-entered the reincarnation.

The white cat on Qian Ziwen's shoulder yawned unhappily, "Mozun might as well just kill him, in case Tianmuhai is looking for trouble behind his back, it will be difficult for him to tell the truth."

"It would be good if there were people coming from Tianmuhai." Qian Ziwen smiled coldly, "I wish they would come, one counts as one, and no one can escape."

This sentence was spoken in a flat tone without any fluctuations, but the strong killing intent in it was as bright and sharp as a drawn sword.

Looking at his face from a distance, Zhang Liang couldn't help but nodded.

A character like White Feather Demon Venerable should be like this.Whether the cloud is calm and the wind is light or the attack is harsh, they are all at ease.When he frowns and smiles, he can attract others to fall in love with him, and everyone will be drunk if he is not drunk.

Ever since I saw the brilliance of that sword, everything can no longer fall into Zhang Liang's eyes.Accustomed to seeing such amazing people, Zhang Liang looked at other people as pale and mediocre.

Qian Ziwen put away the light group, and his eyes fell on the silent Hua Mingyuan, "I have heard of the reputation of the Hua family in Zhaixinglou. There are no omissions in the hexagrams, and I still believe in the abilities of the Hua family." .”

"Thank you Demon Lord for your compliment." Hua Mingyuan bowed calmly, "I don't dare to take it as a plan. My practice time is too short, and I am far less powerful than the elders in the clan."

Qian Ziwen didn't listen to his modest words, and just waved his hands, "Your calculation is quite accurate. Just like the hexagram before, you said that I have a destiny with this cave, isn't that the result?"

He flipped up his robe and sat on the ground casually, and signaled with his eyes that Hua Mingyuan was also sitting on the side.Hua Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down obediently.

Then Qian Ziwen said a few words, which made Hua Mingyuan's palms feel cold, "The Hua family sent you to Nanzhou, didn't they just want to witness the changes in the heavens? And your brother Hua Fangyuan, he and I are also related. If you say It's all by chance, I don't believe it."

Sure enough, it couldn't be hidden, Hua Mingyuan secretly sighed.He rubbed the copper coin on his fingertips, and said carefully: "I have nothing to hide from my predecessors. I came to Nanzhou this time because I sensed a little secret when I was building the foundation, and I set off on the journey as soon as I thought. There is no guidance from the elders behind him. As for my younger brother, his talent is worrying about calculations, so he turned to sword training. The reason why he knew the seniors is probably a coincidence."

Qian Ziwen casually squinted his eyes at him, "There is nothing purely coincidental in this world. Now that you have seen the so-called destiny, are you satisfied?"

How should I answer? Hua Mingyuan hesitated for a while, and finally he answered honestly: "It is a great fortune to be able to see the Demon Lord, but I am not satisfied. If possible, I really want to witness what is about to happen. everything of."

Whether it is a catastrophe or a blessing, whether everything is destroyed, or whether there is a glimmer of life, Hua Mingyuan can't figure it out, nor can the elders of Hua's family.

The so-called secrets may allow monks to glimpse a clue by chance, but if you want to see the whole picture, you have to give up your cultivation and burn your soul.

There are very few monks in the world who have this awareness. Who doesn't want to live a good life?Perhaps one day, he will also embark on that path?Hua Mingyuan felt disappointed.

The snow-like white cat suddenly walked up to him with its tail up, shaking its fur lazily.

The appearance of the white cat was elegant and lovely, but when he thought that the cat was the Fenghua Magician, Hua Mingyuan had to tense up, for fear that if the cat pawed him down, his life would be ended.

"Cowardly." The white cat glared at him contemptuously, and then asked, "Boy, do you know that you have caused a lot of trouble? No matter whether it is Tianmuhai or Mozun, no one can let you go. Tell me, are you Want to be like that person just now, just commit suicide and re-enter reincarnation..."

Before Fenghua could finish speaking, Hua Mingyuan said firmly: "I choose the latter one, I believe the Demon Venerable doesn't want to kill me, otherwise the Demon Venerable will just slap me to death after asking, why bother?"

"You're the smart one." The white cat raised its tail angrily, and unceremoniously twitched Hua Mingyuan's body. It didn't hurt, but Hua Mingyuan couldn't help but retreat.

"Mozun, I'm not happy that this kid is deliberately showing off in front of you." The white cat stubbornly grabbed Qian Ziwen's sleeve with its claws, and would only be reconciled if he asked for a pet.

This cat is getting more and more clingy, it's better when it can't talk, it will only look at you pitifully with those blue eyes, and then meow meow a few times.Now that he can talk, he chatters and acts like a baby at any time, which is really troublesome.

Qian Ziwen sighed, and finished the rest of the sentence for Fenghua, "I can let you go, but I have to leave a prohibition in your soul. If someone wants to search for your soul, or if you want to tell today's things, The ban will activate and erase your relevant memories, but you have nothing to do with yourself."

"That's good." Hua Mingyuan heaved a sigh of relief.He has already made up his mind to die, who would have thought that this Demon Lord would be so good-tempered that he would let him go free.

"Moxiu is not unreasonable, nor is he a lunatic who kills like hemp." Qian Ziwen shook his head, "Besides, I still remember your kindness for bringing me out of the illusion."

With Qian Ziwen's ability, how can a mere phantom formation be hard to stop him?He can walk sideways throughout the entire cave, and it doesn't matter if he is there or not.

Hua Mingyuan was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Qian Ziwen's side face, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and the rich green was also shrunk, like a little moonlight in the distant sky.

Even though his body was still exactly the same, his spirit was completely different, as bright as snow and the light of a sword made people's eyes burn.

Can go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon, and can open the sky with one sword and open the sea with one sword, isn't the White Feather Demon Venerable just such a person?

Hua Mingyuan couldn't say anything, he could only nod his head heavily.

"Fool." The white cat sneered, and arrogantly stepped on the corner of Hua Mingyuan's clothes, leaving behind a few plum blossom marks.

The ability of the demon king is naturally extraordinary.In the past few hundred years, Fenghua has also seen many people like Hua Mingyuan, and when he saw Mozun, he was insane.

When Qian Ziwen reached out and touched Hua Mingyuan's forehead, he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him, he could only lower his eyes and dare not take a breath, lest if he looked at him one more time, he would disturb too many demons.

As soon as the restraint was formed, Qian Ziwen's sleeve was taken away by the white cat. It was afraid that its master would touch other people again, so it hurriedly put its head in Qian Ziwen's hand, "Mozun, this kid is done cleaning up. You haven't dealt with the rest yet."

"The junior surnamed Hua helped Mozun, and Mozun was extra tolerant to him, so I have nothing to say. This guy surnamed Zhang overestimated his ability to molested Mozun, and made a lot of trouble for Mozun. Brother Tianmuhai nodded and bowed in front of him, without the slightest bit of character."

The white cat jumped in front of Zhang Liang, who was huddled in the corner, and looked at him condescendingly, "I see him as an eyesore, Mozun, why don't you let me kill him?"

Anyone with long ears can hear the malice in Fenghua's words clearly.

In fact, Fenghua also understands that even though Mozun is good at swordsmanship, Mozun is actually the most soft-hearted.If it weren't for the two Tianmuhai cultivators who were too terrific in their work, Qian Ziwen would easily refuse to kill people.

Even for Zhang Liang, it is estimated that Mozun just taught him a lesson before planting Dao demonic energy.

This made it very good, but Fenghua was not relieved.

He still remembered the appearance of that man when he belittled the demon, hooking the demon's chin with a fan, and smirking those frivolous words, Fenghua really wanted to stretch out his claws and slap him to death.

Although Mozun didn't want to kill people, Fenghua also felt relieved that he could scare Zhang Liang.

Fenghua thought about it, just looking at Zhang Liang's flattery before, even if he was asked to kneel down and beg for mercy and learn how to bark like a dog, Zhang Liang would have to do it without saying a word.

Who would have thought that Fenghua would have misjudged him? Not only was Zhang Liang not intimidated, but he shook his clothes and stood up slowly, "I know what I did, and I will not justify it. If I am going to die, I hope Let the Demon Lord do it himself."

"In this way, even if I die, I am willing."

The white cat was stunned. It shook its ears in disbelief, lest it misheard.

I'm afraid Zhang Liang was scared stupid, knowing that he was going to die, but he accepted it without resisting?Or, is this person mentally ill?

"I have no eyesight and slighted the Demon Lord, so I am willing to be punished. There is nothing to say. Now I only hope that the Demon Lord grants me a death. If so, I will have no regrets in my life."

Zhang Liang slowly raised his head, his eyes were obsessed and hot, sticking to Qian Ziwen's body.It was as if a person who had been blind for decades suddenly saw the light, and even though he was crying when he saw the light, his eyes hurt, but he still refused to blink.

This person is probably born with a disease, for sure!I don't have to worry about this person, what if he has to commit suicide in front of the demon king and splash his blood all over?It's such a bad deal!

His fur was dirty and his body was blood red, which Mozun would not like.

The white cat stepped back in small steps, its tail stood up high, and it jumped into the demon's arms without stopping.

Qian Ziwen picked up the white cat and found that Xue Hua was frightened to death.It sniffed the demon's breath and was quiet for a moment, then refused to admit defeat and glared fiercely at Zhang Liang, only willing to frighten the man away.

Zhang Liang didn't care about the white cat's stare. He even took out a dagger from his sleeve and held it in front of Qian Ziwen himself, "I just want to die, and I hope the Demon Lord will give me relief."

"Are you sick!" Fenghua couldn't help scolding, "If you want to die, you commit suicide, don't dirty the demon's hands!"

This sentence awakened Zhang Liang. He seemed to be enlightened, and he really put the dagger on his neck. At that time, I will never see such people again."

"Who would have thought that all of a sudden, I would be lucky enough to meet the Demon Venerable White Feather, and it was truly magnificent and worthy of its reputation. So far, I have no regrets in my life. I only wish that when I reincarnated, I would also be a cat, and I would be willing to be petted by the Demon Venerable. "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Liang held the dagger in his hand, and the blade was slashed across the throat, it was about to cut off.

A sudden burst of sword energy shattered the dagger, and Qian Ziwen asked in puzzlement, "You are not a good person, why do you have to be a cat? Besides, I didn't want you to die."

The man was rescued, but Fenghua refused to let him go, "You are too shameless, you don't want to talk about the beauty of the demon, but you dare to say that you are a dog and a cat! The demon only raised me a cat, No part for you, get out!"

If it wasn't for being hugged by Qian Ziwen, Fenghua wished he could jump on Zhang Liang's body and scratch his face to bloom!

I finally cultivated into a human body, but I can only turn into a cat and act like a baby with the demon king, I already feel very wronged.

Who knew that there was a shameless two-legged beast who would rather be a cat in the next life than snatch the Demon Lord from him.

Fenghua instinctively felt a sense of crisis, and he turned to Qian Ziwen for comfort, "Mozun, you promised me, you said you don't have a dog or other things, and I am content with just me and a cat." gone."

"Well, no other things." Qian Ziwen promised sincerely.

Just looking at Fenghua's jealousy, and keeping other things will be driven away by this cat.Besides, just a cat is enough to cling to people, and Qian Ziwen can't stand it if it is replaced by a larger monster.

Fenghua successfully won all the master's attention, he jumped off the Demon Venerable's arms contentedly, and turned into a cold and snowy Feng Demon Master as soon as he landed, and continued to scare Zhang Liang, "If the Demon Venerable doesn't kill you, I will keep you!" One life. I have left a wisp of devilish energy in your soul, but if you have two hearts, this devilish energy will tear you apart alive, even if your body is destroyed, your soul will not be able to escape."

Zhang Liang regretted not being personally punished by Demon Venerable White Feather.Just as he was about to take a step closer, Fenghua glared at him fiercely, with a hint of threat already in his eyes.

The murderous intent was undisguised, as if Zhang Liang said one more nonsense, and Fenghua could break his neck with a snap.

At least he became Mozun's subordinate indirectly, Zhang Liang comforted himself.He saw Qian Ziwen meditate on the portrait on the wall for a while, then reached out to pick it off, and handed it directly to Zhang Liang, "Don't you like this portrait, I'll give it to you."

Holding the portrait, Zhang Liang felt melancholy and helpless.

After all, the portrait is a dead thing, but Qian Ziwen is alive.With the magnificent White Feather Demon Venerable in front of him, who would be obsessed with a portrait?