Master does not ride a dragon

Lu Ju's face turned pale—the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood of demons and the battlefield of Shura of mortals looked exactly the same.

When they killed Ruyi with all their blood, they never thought that the demons were the same creatures as themselves.Water and fire have never been incompatible, and there has never been a clear distinction between them, but they are living beings after all-the ascetics hear the Tao and talk about all living beings every day, but when the heavens descend, it should be thousands of living beings bathing in the grace together.

And they beheaded thousands of creatures overnight, and created a Shura field, where ghosts and demons were exterminated, spirits and monsters died, and Buddhas lived forever.

Jin Yi's eyes were red, and he suddenly swung the broken knife horizontally, and roared angrily, "I want you all—"

Jiaolong seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly he leaned up and struck each other with his tail. Before Meng Qingtong could raise his knife to block it, another bolt of thunderbolt and lightning came down, causing a piece of dragon scale to fall off. .

Lu Ju reacted very quickly. He pulled Meng Qingtong and Jin Yi's knife tip, and then pulled them into the corner of the square umbrella. He pushed Jin Yi in front of the dragon, barely reassuring Jiaolong to sleep, and at the same time Forming a tight square umbrella, he shouted: "Master!"

Meng Yunzhong, dressed in green robes, slowly landed with a group of Shushan elders, apparently chasing them, and bumped into this scene.

Sikong Hu stared at Lu Ju's hands covered in blood and couldn't move his eyes, but Lu Ju had no time to take care of them. He pushed the two of them away from the front of the battle, and knelt down with his sword in his arms. Master, Jin Yi cannot be killed."

People like Jin Yi, no matter where they are placed, are a big piece of meat that everyone wants to deal with quickly, but Lu Ju said that "Jin Yi can't be killed".

His reason is that in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring, the strong and weak ends of the evil energy barely maintain a balance. However, the evil energy is connected, and once Jin Yi dies, the dragon will surely awaken and continue to cause harm to the world.

Of course, this reason was used as a shield, but when Lu Ju said it in front of all his teachers and uncles, the well-being and lives of all living beings in the world had to be considered.

Jin Yi was taken back to Mount Shu and imprisoned in Yangqi Dongyuan.

Compared with the rumored Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring Song, where demon energy exploits flesh and blood, Yangqi Dongyuan is the real forbidden place for demons.

The story of "Golden Slips and Jade Letters" taking away Wangui Quanqu, the lair of the demons overnight, spread again. For the first time in a century, the Wuxian Altar on the main peak of Shushan Mountain was surrounded by ascetics and common people.Thousands of living beings watched and praised this feat of massacre, and thousands of souls flew away and died in the spring of thousands of ghosts.

The sun was so bright that it was almost dazzling, Lu Ju and Meng Qingtong stood on the altar of my fairy, they seemed to be equally upright, but they were also silent and fearful inside.

The old Taoist chanted tremblingly: "The jade stick smashed open the glass bottle, and the rain poured all over the creatures..."

Sikong Hu looked up at Lu Ju from under the altar, his side face was as transparent as ice and snow, it made the tip of his tongue feel bitter, he suddenly felt a little irony.

Because they had killed enough of another kind of sentient beings, they ascended to the altar of my immortality and received a powerful pilgrimage and approval. However, this should have been the saddest day in their lives so far.

Meng Qingtong gently moved his fingertips in the wide sleeves, and touched the back of Lu Ju's hand, which was colder than hers.

She turned her head slightly and saw the expression on Lu Ju's face.

Lu Ju's voice and Lu Ju's inner voice resounded at the same time, and this time it was rare that his heart and mouth were united. What he said was: "I know."

No matter how things change in the world, no matter how things change in your mind, fortunately, there is still this kind of consonance in my fairy altar—at least there was.

Sikong Hu lowered his head and forced the corner of his mouth to smile, knowing that what happened next would only be more tragic.

At this time, Lu Ju was still a disciple of the main peak, and Danqingya was blocked all the way because of special guests looking up to Dongyuan.

Lu Ju and Meng Qingtong kept quiet and hid in the back mountain every day to study the exercises.

The reason why Jin Yi was targeted by others was nothing more than the extremely strong demonic energy he inherited from his matrilineal family.

This demonic energy is coveted in the demon world, and it makes him turn upside down in the human world, but it is enough to make him a target in Yangqi Dongyuan. , there is no such thing as the demon in the song of Ten Thousand Ghosts Spring that talks about love and reason.

So, after all, the only way to save Jin Yi is to seal or wash his devilish energy, or divert it to the east. In short, the devilish energy must be stripped from his body. This is what they studied—— Yangqi Cave Abyss is a natural devil energy cave, as long as Jin Yi's devil energy can be stripped away, it will naturally be swallowed by Yang Qi Cave Abyss.

Meng Qingtong grabbed a small Ganoderma lucidum to refine his hand, and put a trace of magic energy into his body.

Sikong Hu looked at it for a while, and found that this little ganoderma looked familiar, and he was arrested and imprisoned in Yangqi Dongyuan for 17 years after coauthoring it.

The little Ganoderma lucidum crossed Erlang's legs and let Meng Qingtong toss and call, "Beauty sister, after you get rid of my devilish energy, can I fly to the sky?"

The thin magic energy entangled with the magic energy and entered the side of Meng Qingtong's neck, and his tail was about to be cut off.

Lu Ju on the side suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand and slapped it, the magic energy passed through the meridians and leaked out from the wrist, and returned to the Ganoderma lucidum essence.

Ganoderma lucidum essence and Meng Qingtong attacked at the same time, "What are you doing?"

Lu Ju stared at Meng Qingtong with some fear, "What are you going to do?"

Meng Qingtong turned around, "I have a measure."

Lu Ju didn't speak anymore, but his heart said, "I think you really want to become a demon."

Sikong Hu's heart tightened, and he suddenly thought of one thing - if they succeed, the following things will not happen, and Shushan will not have that catastrophe.

So, they were discovered by Meng Yunzhong?

The scene in front of me is changing rapidly. It is in the main hall of the main peak, the door is closed, and the shadow of a star candle is shaking, reflecting the thunderous figure in the misty clouds. "Use the method of crossing the soul to extradite the devil's energy?! Great rebellion! You are still Shushan disciples—"

Lu Ju and Meng Qingtong knelt down on the brick floor, neither saying a word.

A ray of red fragrance floats into the crack of the door, high and cool, it is Chisong, the head of Chixia Tan and Chi Shuhuan's father, who is visiting Shushan.

Meng Yunzhong suddenly smiled, and turned around, "Qingtong, Shushan can't accommodate you."

"Tomorrow night, you and Shijiu will get married, and you will go to the Chixia Altar after performing the ceremony."

Meng Qingtong and Lu Ju raised their faces at the same time, they were both pale, as if struck by snow-white lightning.

Sikong Hu knew that this dream was coming to an end, so he stayed by Lu Ju's side even more.

Lu Ju didn't go anywhere, he was confined in his room.

Sikong Hu was actually very curious, according to Meng Qingtong's temperament, how could Meng Yunzhong lock her up? ——But he looked at Lu Ju's expression for a while, and suddenly he understood.

17 years ago, in the world, on Mount Shu, there was a unique magic weapon - the legendary Heshen.

According to the records in the classics, Heshen Qinqin is actually a magic weapon such as binding the immortal rope, which is useless except for binding people.Of course, later Lu Ju found a new use for it, that is another matter.

The marriage between Chixia Altar and Shushan is a major event in the world of cultivating immortals. Although it is hasty, after all, fellow Taoists know how to wield swords.Therefore, the next day, Shushan became lively, and at night, it was even more noisy with gongs and drums, the wind rustled and the flags fluttered, and the atmosphere of the three realms gathered here.

Lu Ju's room was quiet and tidy as usual. Chi Shuhuan came over hesitantly, and put a small box of wedding candy on the table, "Brother, the time is coming...Master and wife both asked you to have a wedding wine."

Lu Ju quietly closed his eyes and meditated. After a while, he raised his hand and pressed his chest lightly, and said softly, "Brother, brother is here to congratulate you."

Chi Shuhuan only came back to Lu Ju's thoughts in the past few days, and his mood was actually a bit complicated. He heard the words: "Thank you, brother. In half an hour, we will leave after paying a big gift...Brother, you Nineteen knows all about Nineteen's care."

Lu Ju suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "The Chixia Altar is far away from Mount Shu, and it will be difficult for Master and Mistress to see you in the future, but you have to treat her well."

Chi Shuhuan nodded hastily, and the whole room was illuminated by his red clothes.

It turned out that Lu Ju really planned to let Meng Qingtong marry someone, and then took advantage of the opportunity of the night full of congratulations and Danqing Yakong to go up the mountain, strip away the evil spirit, and let Jin Yi go.

Originally, he did not intend to let Meng Qingtong bear the enmity between the human and devil races and Jin Yi's life.

The world may not agree, but Lu Ju's love is like this.He would rather his sweetheart be ignorant or remorseful, but at least alive.

Sikong Hu clenched his fists slowly, looked at Lu Ju and adjusted his breath again, got up and changed the attire of Shushan disciples, put on the outer robe he wore when going up and down the mountain, and finally took off the jade crown and jade hairpin, and put it on the table. Holding the Taiwei Sword, he went out the door.

Taiwei faded away his sword light, and a stream of light from the seven-foot green edge quietly climbed up the Danqing Cliff.

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