The delicate flower behind the male god

Deliberately plan two villains to act

Everyone saw the white daisy flower falling from the sky, facing the sky at a 45-degree angle, serving as two bundles of fibrous roots for the arms, one bundle bent forward in the direction of the flower, and the other straightened backward in a straight line with the direction of the flower, and he acted as The two bundles of fibrous roots on the two legs are also bent forward in the direction of the flowers, and the other bundle is still stretched backwards, just like a chrysanthemum-like heroic figure of a martyr marching forward bravely.

But the people present, except Ni Nanzhen, no one can understand this posture, just think this daisy flower essence is a bit weird, and Ni Nanzhen, the only one who understands Wu Yingcai's movements, just got an inexplicable laugh , I don't think his appearance is very heroic.

After Wu Yingcai finished the shape he had been thinking about on the stone wall for a long time, he read out the lines he had prepared a long time ago in spiritual language: [Everyone, don't panic, let me, Wu Yingcai, come to save you! 】

It's a pity that apart from Ni Nanzhen, the only one who can understand this sentence is the angry Jiansha!

"Where did the flower essence come from, dare to destroy our good deeds of Jiansha!"

Jian Sha, who had already turned into three dark phantom long swords, was really incomparably angry at this moment.

Seeing that they were about to complete their success, they wiped out all the sword cultivators who entered the Longjian Tomb this time, but a flower essence appeared out of nowhere, disrupting all their plans, how could they not be angry!

Sword Fiend is the same as Sword Spirit, there are different levels.

The higher the level of the sword spirit, the more abundant the spiritual power, and it can bring better training assistance to the sword cultivator, and the higher the level of the sword spirit, not only the stronger the evil spirit, but also the stronger the attack power and brutality. deepen.

In addition to the level of sword spirits in the Abandoned Dragon Sword Tomb is higher than that of ordinary sword tombs, the level of Jiansha is naturally much higher.

For example, the three sword demons originally attached to the corpses of the three sword cultivators were all at the king level or above, so it was not unusual for them to get angry.

I saw these three evil swords twirling their swords crazily, and there were many gusts of wind with a fishy smell around them!

The people who had just recovered a little spirit were caught off guard by this sudden change, and raised their sabers one after another to resist these wind blades that could even scratch the skin.

Because Xiaoqinglun is a Buddhist cultivator, he is naturally resistant to evil things, so when the Sword Demon Formation was still in existence, the loss of energy was much slower than that of ordinary people. Now that the Sword Demon Formation has suddenly stopped, he is naturally the one who recovers the fastest .

I saw Xiao Qinglun's immature but not childish face showing a fleeting expression of angry beasts, his hands were strong and skillful in making dozens of seals, and the cassock on his body was completed as the seals were completed. There was a dark red streamer passing by, and after a while, Xiao Qinglun sat cross-legged on the ground and glared angrily, the Buddha eyes on his forehead opened wide, the righteous energy burst out in an instant, and the golden Buddha light instantly enveloped the entire cave!

A mellow man's voice resounded through the entire cave like a dream and illusion, like a voice from outside the sky: "Nan Wu Sa Duo Nan, San Miao San Bodhisattva, dispel evil spirits and punish evil to become a Buddha."

In an instant, the three dark long swords transformed into evil spirits stopped their crazy rotation as if trapped by some invisible thing, and fell to the ground one after another. Immediately afterwards, the black evil spirits of these sword evils quickly dissipated Go, everyone took a closer look, and there was nothing on the ground.

Creatures that shouldn't exist in the world, when they pass away, they can't even take the dust with them.

Everyone finally came to their senses and thanked Xiao Qinglun who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Master Qinglun, thank you for your help!"

"Holy Monk Qinglun, the magic power is so profound, thanks to the Holy Monk, otherwise we would really be in a big somersault this time!"

Originally, although everyone saw that Xiao Qinglun should be a great talent, but because of his young and toothy appearance, people could not always remember his identity, so they all called him "Little Master Qinglun".

But now, after everyone sees that this child-sized little Qinglun can actually open the Buddha's eyes, they don't dare to make mistakes like before. The Buddhist monk who can open the Buddha's eyes respectfully calls him "Holy Monk". Too much.

Xiao Qinglun slowly withdrew the Buddha's light, closed the Buddha eyes on his forehead, got up and said to everyone: "Amitabha, I came here to clear away the evil spirit, I don't want to be able to touch the way of these evil swords before..."

As he said that, Xiao Qinglun looked at Ni Nan, who was standing aside with a daisy flower essence on his head, with his slap-sized face, and said, "Thanks to this benefactor Ni, otherwise this little monk would not be able to get rid of these three cunning chrysanthemums." The evil sword retreats."

After being reminded by Xiao Qinglun, everyone realized that indeed, if it wasn't for Ni Nanzhi, a disciple of the Burning Dragon Sword Sect, and that daisy flower essence that behaved a little weirdly, their current energy would probably have been sucked dry!

In the face of everyone's thanks, Ni Nanzhen just smiled calmly and said: "My teacher sadly asked Sword Master to let Nanzhen come to abandon the Dragon Sword Tomb just for this matter, so seniors don't need to thank Nanzhen, this is all my teacher exhortations, and Nanshi's duty."

As soon as Ni Nan spoke, he lightly threw the credit and doubts in some people's hearts to his master.

Since he didn't clarify what the so-called "matter" was, everyone present thought that what he said was the same as the holy monk Qinglun, who came to eliminate evil spirits, but in fact, Ni Nanzhi's "matter" , just to find the sword spirit.

Even these people didn't ask about the origin of the daisy flower essence on Ni Nanzhen's head, because they had already made up everything by themselves.

It must be that the mourning sword master of the Burning Dragon Sword Sect noticed the strangeness of the abandoned dragon sword mound, so he sent his own disciple to investigate. Some magic weapons will be given to the apprentices for self-defense, such as magic weapons that can resist evil spirits, and spirit monsters that can inform.

What's more, Ni Nan can be regarded as the savior of these people, so it's impossible for them to ask their benefactor aggressively and uninterestedly, wouldn't that be too abrupt.

So at this time, the mourning sword master who was still wiping his own sword leisurely at Fenlongfeng, naturally would not have thought that after a few days, his already famous reputation would rise even more. "When I was in treasure, I could still be said "Welcome to come again next time" with a pleasant face...

Of course, that's all for later.

At this time, everyone in the secret path of the Abandoned Dragon Sword Tomb followed the marks made by Ni Nanshi's reminder before, and returned the same way.

Wu Yingcai, who had been a hero for a while but didn't seem to get any applause, squatted on top of Ni Nanzhen's head with his hair curled up, complaining unhappily: [I saved you all because I fell from the sky, why are you only thanking you? That little bald donkey and you, don't thank me! 】

Ni Nan, who was still walking at the end of the crane, comforted Wu Yingcai in a low voice: "Didn't I let you squat on top of my head?"

After finishing speaking, Ni Nan turned his eyebrows, and said something that was particularly soothing to Huaxin, and he just listened to what he said: "Besides, I just know how powerful you are. If you let others know that you are so powerful, you will be as good as me." How can you grab it?"

When Wu Yingcai heard this, she instantly felt a little giddy.

Quack, it turns out that his male god is jealous!

After feeling better, Wu Yingcai stopped squatting on top of Ni Nanzhi's head to show off his power, and climbed directly to the vicinity of Ni Nanzhi's neck, rubbing it affectionately, and happily humming a little song that only he knew the tune of.

When Ni Nanzhen and the others returned to the fork in the road, they only saw Chu Xin waiting there.

As soon as Chu Xin saw everyone coming back, he shouted with joy, "Brother Hua Jian, you are back!"

Before Ni Nan could speak, another sword cultivator asked Chu Xin, "Fellow Daoist Chu, what about the evil scholar Ji Lu?"

Chu Xin looked at the daisy flower essence on Ni Nanzhen's shoulder again, and then explained to everyone that Ji Lu had left to the fork on the left alone after waiting for a while, and Chu Xin was afraid that he would make another mistake. What a moth, he followed Ji Lu, and then saw Ji Lu walk near a stone gate with purple-black light.

At that time, Chu Xin knew that the road Lu Renyi was leading must be wrong, so he returned to this fork and waited, hoping that he could lead everyone the way when they returned.

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Chu Xin for his kindness, and after a little rectification, they began to follow Chu Xin to the right branch.

On the way, everyone told Chu Xin about their previous encounters. Chu Xin felt both shocked and sad, and said that he didn't want to mention it again. The pain of losing his fellow disciples really made people sympathize.

Perhaps it was because the little bosses of Sword Demons had been taken care of by Xiao Qinglun, so along the way, there were fewer and fewer Sword Demons coming out of the stone wall, and there were almost none of them at the back.

Ni Nanshi also walked, and walked to the front, closely following Chu Xin who was leading the way.

Turning around, Chu Xin saw Ni Nanzhen and Wu Yingcai humming a little song on his shoulders, so he said, "Hehe, Senior Brother Hua Jian, your Hua Jing is really energetic, she has sung all the way, but I don't know what he is doing." Where did you sing the song?"

As soon as Wu Yingcai heard what Chu Xin said, she felt bored. She always felt that the two-person world between herself and the male god was being disturbed, so she stopped humming immediately, and slipped back to Ni Nanzhi's arms to lie on her stomach.

Ni Nanzhi replied with a smile: "I don't know, but now, he is shy."

Chu Xin patted the back of her head in embarrassment, as if she felt the faint dislike of the "main flowers" towards him, so she stopped talking and focused on leading the way.

After walking for a while, after turning a corner, everyone saw a stone bridge. On the opposite side of the stone bridge was a huge stone gate. The gaps around the stone gate and the gap in the middle revealed a faint black and purple light. .

Ni Nanzhen followed Chu Xin, standing on the other side of the bridge, looking at the stone gate, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that the thing behind the stone gate is calling him excitedly, but there seems to be some complaints mixed in this call...

Xiao Qinglun poked his head out from behind Ni Nanzhi, and said, "Amitabha, with such a strong aura of the Holy Spirit, behind this stone gate should be the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword."

The so-called aura of the holy spirit is the natal aura of the Longyuan world.

Even though Tongtian Saint's mana cultivation was extremely high back then, he was still vulnerable compared to the original dragon god, or the evil dragon. Its head was cut off, all thanks to the sword in his hand at that time, later known as the dragon-slaying sword.

It is said that the sword is inhabited by the only god-level sword spirit in the world, and it is also the only god-level sword spirit with the natal aura of Zihei Longyuan world.

Because of the blessing of this god-level sword spirit, the Tongtian sage was able to cut off the dragon's head in one fell swoop and achieve a lifetime of legend.

Everyone walked carefully across the stone bridge and came to the door of the huge stone gate.

Then each of them went to battle in turn, tried their best to open the stone gate, but found that the stone gate could not be moved at all.

Even Xiao Qinglun, who had high hopes, said after trying it: "This stone gate is made of the Qitian Profound Stone, unless it is opened according to the rules set when it was first cast, otherwise the entire Sword Tomb illusion will collapse. None of the stone gates cast by this sky-equaling profound stone will be damaged in the slightest."

"Ah, it's really broken. If you come here, you can find the Excalibur Sword Spirit as soon as you see it, but you can't open this stone gate!"

Chu Xin squatted on the ground, holding her head and rubbing her head in depression.

However, he also expressed the aspirations of everyone present. This feeling of being close to the door is indeed very tangled.

Just when everyone was complaining or sighing that there was nothing they could do about the stone gate, Chu Xin, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly raised his head, looked at Ni Nanzhen with bright eyes, and asked, "Senior Brother Hua Jian, what do you think is this kind of thing?" Is it hard to feel like you are about to get a baby soon?"

Ni Nan, who was looking at Shimen in a daze, heard Chu Xin's question, turned his head slightly, stared at Chu Xin with dark eyes, and replied, "It's not uncomfortable, because my baby is already in my hands."

As if responding to Ni Nan, Wu Yingcai, who was standing on his shoulders, wrapped her hair roots around his neck.

After hearing Ni Nanzhi's answer, Chu Xin grinned.

"is it?"

"Then let's let you taste the taste of losing a baby, how about?"

As soon as Chu Xin finished speaking incongruously, a melodious but strange melody sounded in everyone's ears. After a while, an unexpected dizziness swept over. Everyone seemed to have made an agreement, one after another. Everyone fell down one after another, and Xiao Qinglun and Ni Nanshi also fell to the ground without exception.

But Chu Xin stood up slowly, with a strange and timid smile on his face, he turned his head and shouted in one direction: "Come out, Ji Lu, it's time for us to harvest."

On the other side of the stone bridge, a man with a gloomy smile came out from the shadows. In his hand, he was holding a white jade flute. In the center of the flute was engraved a petal with a strange shape, but Very pretty flowers.

"Little Huajing, you can come to my place now, haha."

With a creepy smile, Chu Xin walked step by step towards Wu Yingcai, who was standing next to the fallen Ni Nanzhen, who was at a loss...