Save the world with a plot

Li Xu, the demon king, made statues of sparrow feathers, which filled a room, and he painted them day and night to express his lovesickness, whether he was happy or angry.

"You stole it from Li Xu?" Xuan Xing's voice was calmer than ever, but he tightened his five fingers holding He Sanlang.

"Sanlang." A cold female voice sounded, and a slender crane flew over and turned into a girl in white, He Xueqing.

He Xueqing looked at Xuan Xing, "Young brother is stubborn, if you offend me, I still look to the suzerain Haihan." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the meticulous painting, "This is the portrait of Fairy Que Ling, the number one beauty in our clan. I don't know if the suzerain can Any advice?"

That's how it is!

It turned out so!

Sure enough!

At this moment, Xuan Xing's thoughts and memories are extremely clear.

Qin and Se are in harmony, seeing the dead body of his beloved wife, going mad...

Isn't it the ending of the poignant love story between Chongming and Que Ling that is well known in mainland China?

As for the fact that it has only been more than [-] years, how come the vicissitudes of life will change.The place to live in seclusion, the changing stars, and the powerlessness of the imprint, didn't they all be said by the senior Shen Xiaolang himself, the other party...why can't he lie?

If the other party is really the final boss of "Supreme of the Three Realms" and the one who caused the end of the world, why can't he tell a big lie and deceive the world?

【"Everyone knows that a child of mixed blood cannot be born. But they don't know—once this child of mixed blood escapes the detection of the magic eye of heaven, his potential will be endless, and he will become the master of killing and the lone star of the world."

"Now you are also at the peak of the body, and you can feel the barrier that binds the world. This is the reason why no one has ascended for tens of thousands of years."

"Your birth was not due to the negligence of Que Ling and me, but the outcome of our careful planning and long-awaited, my most outstanding work."

Plain clothes and white robes, jade crowns and hair, elegant and dusty.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

In the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, he is spotless, and his voice is as clear and clear as his own. The Chongming Supreme Elder is known as the Banished Immortal in the world.

He looked at Sheng Junxiao like a swordsmith looking at a peerless sword just out of the oven, amazed and pleased.

"Although Que Ling is dead, I still pay attention to you all the time. Your performance has always made me proud. You are worthy of the name of killing and destroying the world."

Rivers of blood flowed, mountains of bones, and scarlet blood flowed to a center along a strange route.

With the mainland as the formation, with the flesh and blood of all living beings as the energy, a magic formation that breaks through the barriers of the world.

It's a pity...it seems to be a little bit short of energy.

"Just a few more flesh and blood of high-level monks is enough. Once the barrier is broken, you and I can sit on the ground and soar." Demagogy.

A few steps away, Sheng Junxiao lowered his head, making it hard to see the expression on his face. After Chongming finished speaking, he smiled softly, "As you wish."】If the person who came out of the abyss If the protagonist still has the last ray of kindness in his heart, it is his parents, who have exhausted their energy and cultivation for him.

But it turns out... It's just a millennium layout, and it's all about sitting on the ground and soaring.

Killing enough people to break through the barriers of the world, as the No. 1 in the mainland, this is self-deprecating for Chongming.It's just... so inevitable resentment, how can we talk about ascension?

Sending others to do this is also inevitable.

Only the mixed blood who escaped the investigation of the Heavenly Dao can escape the cause and effect, because he is a life that is not recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

Chongming pushed everything secretly, until Shengjun Xiao led the crowd to fight against the evil cultivators, causing countless casualties. His dream of ascension, which he had been waiting for for nearly a thousand years, was finally about to come true, only a little bit... How could he give up halfway?Only then did the black hand behind the scenes show up.

When the last bit of softness was trampled on, when the only light was extinguished, Sheng Junxiao finally wiped away the last trace of kindness and humanity in his heart, and pulled Chongming to blew himself up.

This is the whole process of the "Supreme of the Three Realms" finale.

For such a "banished immortal" who has deceived the world, it is too reasonable to arrange a few ruins and caves for the protagonist to enhance, isn't it?

He was negligent.

He hit it head on.

No wonder he treated the protagonist so differently in the process of inheriting the ancient wood, finding Mrs. Shen's body, and taking down the Xihe Pearl, because everything was not prepared for him.

No wonder the protagonist wanted to burn the corpse. He thought that the author wanted to show the protagonist's blackness, but he didn't allow others to defile his mother's body.

Many puzzles have been solved, Xi and Zhu are probably still in Chongming's hands, so why should he hand over the Nine Heavens and Ten Swords Art to him?

Suddenly, Xuan Ying's pupils shrank sharply.

That ancient wood inheritance... was not opened by him, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Swords Art may not have been handed over to him.

The appearance of Shengjun Xiao is divided into five categories for mother and three categories for father Xiao.

The mother is divided into five categories, and the father is divided into three categories.

Three points Xiao father.

"This is a solo portrait of Fairy Que Ling. I wonder if there is a portrait with Chongming Supreme Elder?" Xuan Xing asked without any time to think.

"How could she have it? At that time, Sister Que Ling got married, and she didn't go to retreat, and she didn't even meet Elder Chongming." The girl in the red skirt jumped down from the branch, "This portrait is still the portrait of Xiaosan from Li Brother Xu stole it from there, so be careful." He giggled and looked at Xuan Xing, "If Brother Sovereign wants to see it, you can ask Xianer for it."

The monster clan has many faces, among which the Yu clan is the most. When you see a beauty, make a portrait of her and pass it on to others, it is really normal.

"Ying Yuxian." He Xueqing's eyes turned.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Ying Yuxian smiled brightly, playing with the black hair hanging on her chest.

As soon as the words fell, the red and white figures had already clashed in mid-air, startling a flock of birds.

It's just these, Xuan Xing has no time to take care of, he pinched the last scroll that Ying Yuxian threw over, curled his fingers, took a deep breath, and opened it.

With a jade face and eyebrows trimmed, a hanging nose and thin lips, the soft outline softens the sharpness in the eyes, and the evoked smile softens all the haze.

Jun Lang's elegant appearance is seven points similar to Shen Xiao Lang's, and the three points of difference are all reflected in... Qin Liangyao's face.

Xuan Xing lowered his eyes, is he still called Qin Liangyao?

Thousands of miles away.

In the dense forest, there is a narrow cave, slightly black and slightly damp, with a rotten atmosphere. Inside the cave, Shengjun Xiao holds a fiery red long sword, which seems to be burning like a flame, and can dispel the gloom in a room.

Hexin held a sword flower in his hand, the fire dragon circled around, and the temperature in the cave suddenly rose, which fully demonstrated the power of the sword.

Sheng Junxiao, who was holding it, also knew that even though it seemed to be tailor-made for monks with fire roots, in fact, it could mobilize the spiritual power of the five elements, but it was covered by fire, which was hard to guard against.It is so suitable for "Qin Liangyao", the fake fire spirit root demon clan.

I have to sigh a word of good intentions.

"Congratulations on breaking through the Nascent Soul, and presenting it to Master Tiantian." Two lines of small characters on the hilt of the sword were shining brightly.

"What's Master Tiantian's name?" Sheng Junxiao curled his lips, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved into a nice arc.

In the past year, he opened the three kits that Xuan Xing put in his Qiankun bag, and went to find the secret treasures one by one.Otherwise, a level made for foundation-building cultivators, wouldn't he be bored to death in minutes?

During the treasure hunt, there are stone puppets, wooden formations, and illusions along the way, all of which are available for body and mind training.Even if he has already broken through to become a god, he feels that he has been tempered from it, which can be seen from the painstaking and meticulous arrangement of Xuan Xing.

That's right, breakthrough Huashen.

After activating the bloodline, a piece of extreme flint, and a secret realm, he has been refining the inheritance of the demon king day and night, and he has directly broken through from the early stage of Yuanying to the early stage of transformation.

Fortunately, when looking for the secret treasure of foundation establishment, I strayed into a secret realm, where the time flow rate is different from that outside, one year outside and 20 years inside.Otherwise, Xuan Xing might think that he died in some corner.

Then...that man must be very sad.he knows.

He was so kind to him that he became his demon.

Sheng Junxiao's five fingers holding the sword slowly tightened, and he remembered the dreamland of the heart demon back then, those indifferent star eyes without joy or sorrow.

He doesn't like the way Xuan Xing looks at him like this, and doesn't like such an unpopular Xuan Xing.

It turned out that in the deepest part of his consciousness, he was afraid that the other party would take back all the warmth, the care and tenderness that belonged exclusively to him.

But if it develops like this, he knows that everything may be like an illusion, or he escaped before breaking through with Xuan Xing's mentality, and then treats him like a snake.

No matter what the result is, he doesn't want to see it.

"Xuan Xing, if you are always the same, then what's the matter with me being Qin Liangyao forever?"

"If you take care of me for seven years, I will give you another trust."

You are my last light.

Putting away the long sword, Sheng Junxiao entered the small bamboo building with a flash.

Under the pearly light, on the soft couch, the woman in the purple dress is still all over the country, sleeping peacefully.

He walked a few steps, took out a red crystal exuding vitality and the aura of a great demon, and placed it beside the woman.

I couldn't find a piece of ice jade bed to keep the woman's body from decaying. I didn't expect to stray into the secret realm and get the legendary phoenix spirit. Although it can't revive the peacock, it can make its body last forever.

"Mother." Sheng Junxiao lay beside the woman's bed, smiled slightly, revealing a little innocence, "Mother, you should sleep well here, and when I find Dad's body, I will definitely bring him here and let you be together forever. "

"But, after you left Jiuxuzong, what happened to you and how did you separate?" After speaking, he shook his head, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I will definitely bring dad back."

He rambled a lot about "accompanying Que Ling", and suddenly laughed as if thinking of something funny, "Mother, let me tell you about an interesting person."

"What about him, he grabbed me at first, obviously to take my luck..." At this point, he was taken aback suddenly, lowered his long eyelashes, and murmured in a low voice, "What kind of luck do I have, how could I To be protected by the Dao of Heaven? He is also a person who is good at calculation, and even this will be wrong."

He snorted a few times, and then showed his face again, "Mother, he is so stupid, it's okay to be wrong. Later, he was even more exaggerated, saying that he wanted to use me, but in the end all kinds of treasures were thrown at me, teaching me to write, Teach me how to train Qi, teach me swordsmanship, and even let me drink blood, how precious is the blood of a monk, mother, don’t you think so!”

"The Golden Core cultivator blew himself up, and he jumped over to cover me, blowing himself up to pieces."

"Being controlled by others to kill me, but I would rather block the sword with myself."

"It's so ridiculous to use people like this. He even gave me candied haws, rattles, and small conchs."

He frowned and muttered in disgust.

"I came out this time..."

"I really don't know where he got so much effort..."

"It is necessary to practice and deal with affairs and arrange these..."

"It's so stupid, so I always have to look at him." As he said, a sweet smile appeared on his face that he didn't even know.

At this time, ten days have passed.

After Xuan Xing bid farewell, he left the demon world and came all the way to Sunset Ridge.

The green grass is lush, the ancient trees are green, and there is still a faint remnant of coercion.

Xuan Xing came to a piece of blue rock, released his consciousness, and activated the formula——

No, there is no small bamboo building that he broke into four years ago.

A corner of my heart seems to have finally collapsed, what I insist on, what I don’t believe, what I don’t want to admit.

Standing for a long time, let the fallen leaves accumulate shoulders.

Half a day later, he raised his head, watched the clouds and mist drift away, and said leisurely: "It's time to go back to Xuanzong."

Sheng Junxiao put down the little conch, and just happened to see the opponent Yujian returning to the sect, so he should go back too.Go back and punish that bastard well.

"How dare you go to the Demon Realm with Shen Huai behind your back." Up to now, he still couldn't help gnashing his teeth when he thought of the scene where he picked up the little conch shortly after leaving Shang Xuanzong and saw the two standing side by side in the sea of ​​flowers.Fortunately, that divine acquaintance went to retreat early.

"To get rid of evil spirits, wouldn't it be good to let me go with you?" He muttered, and began to pack up, thinking about arriving before the other party, so that the other party could see him at the first sight.

The fifth step of picking off the flowers of the kaolin, always brush the sense of presence.Don't think that the iceberg's surface is cold and the heart is hot. The hearts of the flowers of Gaoling are usually really cold, but please firmly believe that the ice will always melt if you hold it tightly.

Now Sheng Junxiao has a little trust in the products produced by Qixian Valley, and the real Bi who said it well-don't let hatred drive away the light in your heart.Have grudges and revenge, have complaints and complaints, and then look at the beauty of Liuyang in a cool and unrestrained manner.

He is a ghost who climbed out of the abyss, and he was unwilling to take everyone to be buried with him, but... that illusion suddenly made him realize: Why should he take on himself just to get revenge on the scumbag.

If there is no mistake, Xuan Xing's last breakthrough in the illusion is the breath of heaven, and he has cultivated the way of heaven, how can he push this person to the heaven that does not recognize him?

So... Be sure to pick the flowers of Gaoling!

Sheng Junxiao's goal of returning to Xuanzong this time is very clear.

"Xuan Xing, I want to see you."

As soon as Xuan Xing stepped into the formation of Shangxuanzong's mountain protection, he saw a tall man standing at the entrance of the mountain in front of him, and his eyes lit up, "Master."

Xuan Xing's eyes flashed, and he lowered the flying sword.

The two approached each other, and he didn't stop until there were only three feet away, but Sheng Junxiao felt that it was not enough, so he came over.

"Master actually sent Ah Yao away to go to the demon world, this disciple is very sad."

With Ren Datou resting on his shoulders, Xuan Xing quietly listened to the joke-like complaints in his ear, and at an angle that the other party didn't see, suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, but it was an indescribable cold sarcasm.

He reached out and rubbed the fluffy head of the other party, "What, are you angry?"

"How could it be?" Holding the cool hand on the head, wrapping it in the palm of his hand, Shengjun Xiao frowned, "Disciple, congratulations, master, for getting rid of the evil spirit."

"Yeah." Xuan Ying nodded lightly, the beautiful peach eyes in front of him are as sincere as ever.

Sheng Junxiao felt a little strange, Xuan Xing seemed to see him a lot today, could it be that Xiao Biesheng was newly married (huh)?He blinked, "Master, why do you always look at the disciple, do you think the disciple looks good again?"

The monster clan is more narcissistic, and the Yu clan is the most, and it is even more so after the bloodline is activated.

Xuan Xing scratched a line of words in his heart, his mouth was noncommittal, "Since you are my disciple, why are you not allowed to read it?" As he spoke, his voice changed, and he asked, "Have you got the Lingxi pendant?"

"I got it." Sheng Junxiao took out a piece of emerald green and radiant jade from his arms.

Lingxi pendant is a kind of spiritual jade jointly found by Jiuxuzong and Shangxuanzong to help practice heart-to-heart harmony. Xuanying has one piece, and Lingxi also has one piece. This piece belongs to Xuanying himself.

Three thousand roads lead to the same goal.Consonance of heart is the simplest and most simple sword move, which can exercise the state of mind very much.Originally, Xuan Xing wanted the little apprentice to practice tacit understanding more when Dao Ji was not scheduled, but the apprentice always used to "just" not suitable for practicing swords when he was looking for the other party to practice.

"Tomorrow, let's practice with me to have a tacit understanding."

"Master, I just want to train my heart to have a good understanding," Sheng Junxiao put away the Lingxi pendant, and complained jokingly: "Why don't you ask the disciple if there is any danger or injury during this trip?"

"Oh." Xuan Xing still spoke lightly, "Then are you injured?"

Can it be more perfunctory?Sheng Junxiao was a little unhappy, "Yes, yes, the wooden formation arranged by the master is so difficult to break through. I slapped me, and my chest still hurts?" pull up.

The sixth step of picking the flowers of the kaolin - increase physical contact.The flowers of the kaolin usually don't like to be in contact with people, but how can they not be in contact with each other when they are born, the friction of the skin will make you occupy a special place in their hearts.

The two stood side by side, walking on the Shangxuan Mountain Road on foot, and the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.

"Ah!"

Xuan Xing pressed the opponent's chest, and Sheng Junxiao cried out in pain.Then he looked at Xuan Xing pitifully, "Master, it hurts."

"Does it hurt?" Xuan Xing was unmoved, and pressed it again. This time, Sheng Junxiao's face turned pale from the pain, and the pain was stuck in his throat, making him unable to utter a sound.

"Okay, okay." He turned pressing into kneading, slightly moved his spiritual power, and gently rubbed the opponent's chest.

Sheng Junxiao leaned most of his body on Xuan Xing, humming and ignoring Xuan Xing.

"Why, are you angry?" Xuan Xing lowered his eyes, the one was not injured by the wooden puppet formation, and he was distracted even if he wanted to practice the tacit understanding.

"If Shizun rubs me for an hour, I will forgive Shizun." Shengjun Xiao said with his little tail curled up.

"Oh."

Xuan Xing answered neatly, but Shengjun Xiao, who proposed it, was stunned. He didn't expect Xuan Xing to respond at all. The warmth and softness of his chest made him feel so comfortable, so he didn't pay attention to the other party's difference.Maybe... Xuan Xing misses him.Thinking of this, he felt numb in his heart.

The two walked slowly, and the night gradually fell, and the sky was full of stars, as bright as... as bright as that night when Xuan Xing put his soul lamp into the soul hall.

"Is the little conch still there?" Xuan Xing asked suddenly, putting down his hand rubbing Sheng Junxiao's chest.

"Yes." Sheng Junxiao stood up straight, nodded his head, and took out the delicate and cute little conch from his arms, "Master, do you want to see it?"