Demon, he has something to say

After the First World War, most of the main peak of Cang Qiong Mountain was destroyed, and Xing Yishan didn't care much about it, and rushed into the ruins to save people.

Since Ye Wuwen told the elders and disciples of the Cangqiong Sect not to go out for no reason long before the battle started, so although the battle was huge, apart from the participants, almost no innocent people were injured .

As time went by, disciples of the Cangqiong Sect who heard the movement came from other mountains one after another to help Xing Yishan search and rescue.Everyone worked together to find out six heads from the rubble. Among the six, Sect Master Cheng of the Floating Life and Six Paths and two other unknown little heads were the most injured and almost lost their breath.As for Xu Rong, Ye Wuwen, and the head of the Qiku Sect, Qiu Sect Master, although they were not seriously injured, they could barely walk.

In addition to these six living people, there are also two low-level sect leaders who have died, their bodies are tattered, obviously they have not survived the erosion of the corpse poison.

The most regrettable thing is that Abbot Yuan came to the meeting with a sincere heart of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. When he arrived, there was nothing left except a pale golden relic.

After the survivors were settled, Xing Yishan tried to explain to Ye Wuwen, but Ye Wuwen had a cannon fodder self-rescue system tied to his body, and he knew the follow-up development of the original plot well, knowing that according to the development of the original plot, he and Xing Yishan would sooner or later They will all die at Jimochi's hands, and they can't listen to the explanation of doing a good deed.

Helpless, Xing Yishan had no choice but to give up persuading Ye Wuwen for the time being, and instead handed over the heads to the elders of the Sky Sect to heal their wounds, and went to find Jimochi by himself.

Xing Yishan didn't believe that Jimo Chi was dead. Even in the final decisive battle, when everyone saw Jimo Chi and Abbot Yuan turned into ashes together under the shroud of Buddha's light, Xing Yishan still didn't believe that Jimo Chi was dead.Because after calming down, Xing Yishan suddenly thought of what Jimo had said seriously to him when he hit him flying.

"Only if you live, can I have a chance." Jimo Chi told him.

Thinking about this, Xing Yishan spent a day and a night, almost searching the entire Cang Qiong sect, but he couldn't find Jimochi.Fortunately, everyone firmly believed that Jimo Chi was dead, and felt that he just couldn't accept the fact that he had been deceived by Mo Xiu for a while and needed to vent, so they didn't stop him and let him search all over the mountains and plains.

The precious natal sword is used to cut stones and dig soil.Doing a good deed finds the west from the east, and finds the north from the south, but ends up getting nothing.

Is Jimochi really dead?Could it be that what Jimochi said to him when he pushed him out of the competition circle were all lying to him?In the end, Xing Yishan couldn't help but think in frustration.

I don't know why, but as long as I think that Jimochi may really die, he is dead, and I feel very sad when I do a good deed.

In the ruins of rocks, Xing Yishan stood under the sky full of stars, frowning and spreading his palms, staring intently at the relic left by Abbot Yuan before his death.

Abbot Yuan died because he forcibly used the holy artifact and suffered backlash. It was expected that the three souls and seven souls had already re-entered the cycle of reincarnation, but at least one relic was left behind.Jimo Chi, why didn't he even make a sound when he died?

"Shasha, Shasha."

As a recruiter, Xing Yishan heard a faint voice not far away, froze for a moment, and ran over quickly.

The voice in front became more and more clear, the golden relic exuded a faint light, Xing Yishan squatted down, opened his eyes wide in surprise, stretched out his fingers, and let the little snake that was only as thick as his index finger cling to his wrist.

It turned out to be Qingqing.

Qingqing, a lucky little snake, survived by accident because she was burned from a monster to a spirit beast by the sky fire, and she was not afraid of the Buddha's light.

Even Qingqing was found, but there was still no sign of Jimochi.

Tired of searching, he sat down on a stone, sighed faintly, raised his wrist, and wanted to retract the Benming soft sword not far away into his body.

When I raised my hand, the soft sword didn't respond, and when I raised my hand again, the soft sword still didn't respond.At the end of the lift, Xing Yishan had to stand up himself after several failures, and bent down to pick up the soft sword.

It was so infuriating.Thinking about doing good deeds, first Jimo Chi lied to him, but now even the natal weapon dared not listen to him.

Besides, I was busy looking for someone just now, why didn't I notice that the broken sword has become so heavy?

It's as heavy as a big man...

"... Kazuyoshi, your hand covers my eyes so I can't see."

Just when Xing Yishan managed to suppress the weird sadness in his heart, and secretly complained in his heart, the soft sword in his hand trembled suddenly.

There was a very soft but very familiar voice, Xing Yishan was taken aback, looked around in a panic for a while, and finally found that the voice could only be heard by himself.

Yes...it's Jimochi...!

Jimo is not dead!Jimo Chi didn't lie to him!

The exhaustion of the whole day and night did not allow Xing Yishan to change the expression on his face. Now it is just a weak voice that seems to be cut off at any time, but it makes Xing Yishan's eyes slightly red.

Although even doing a good deed I can't figure out how I feel at this moment.

"Master, where are you?" For fear of being heard by others and causing unnecessary trouble, Xing Yishan barely suppressed his excitement and whispered.

"I'm in your hands." The voice said intermittently.

With a sound of good deeds, he quickly let go of his hand, and the natal weapon fell to the ground with a jingle.

"...Are you thinking that I didn't die fast enough, and you want to throw me to death?" The voice said helplessly, and at the same time, the soft sword on the ground trembled twice again.

Do a good deed: "..."

This is so scary...!

"Master, Master." In order to confirm his guess, Xing Yishan walked forward cautiously, squatted on the ground, looked at the soft sword with horror on his face, and then stammered after a long while and asked, "Yes, is that you?"

The soft sword trembled again, and cautiously reminded: "Don't talk to me like this, be careful to be discovered by others, if you have anything to say, just say it to me in your heart, I am connected with you now, I can hear you What's on your mind."

Do a good deed: "..."

How is this different from mind reading?

"...Master, why are you in my sword? Where is the original sword spirit?" Xing Yishan asked in his heart in disbelief.

"It has already merged with me." Jimochi sighed, "At that time, the situation was critical. Before my body was destroyed, the only hiding place I could find was your sword."

"Then you saw with your own eyes that I've been looking for you for so long, why didn't you remind me aloud?" After confirming that the sword in front of him was Jimochi, Xing Yishan picked it up again, complaining a little aggrieved.

"I was too weak at the time, fell asleep, and just woke up." Jimo Chi patiently explained, and then sighed, "You covered my eyes again, idiot."

Xing Yishan hastily moved his hand up a little, only grabbed the short hilt of the sword, exposing most of the hilt, and rubbed his thumb nervously twice.

Following Jimochi's awakening, the soft sword that was originally a white pattern on a gold background suddenly turned into a red pattern on a black background.

"Master, Master..." Xing Yishan tentatively called out, "Can you see now?"

Jimo was silent for no reason.

"...I can see, your face is everywhere." Finally, Jimo Chi replied resignedly.

Hearing Jimochi's words, Xing Yishan finally realized that he got too close to the sword without realizing it, almost touching the sword with the tip of his nose.

Aware of this, Xing Yishan quickly held the soft sword away from him, so that his own face was no longer reflected on the sword.

"Master, are you feeling better now?"

Jimo didn't speak for a long time.

"Master, are you still there? Are you asleep again?" Xing Yishan asked anxiously.

The soft sword with red stripes on the black background swayed, and the metal that was originally cold to the touch gradually became warmer, "Yashan, why are your eyes red?"

"It's okay, I'm probably a little tired." Xing Yishan wiped his eyes indifferently, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "What should we do now? Is there any way to help you reshape your body?"

He was quite a big man, but he had red circles under his eyes like a lost child, which made Xing Yishan feel very embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject in his mind.Fortunately, Jimochi didn't pay too much attention to these things. He only pondered for a moment, then quickly recovered his previous calmness, and said in a low voice: "Yes, but the most urgent thing is to leave the Sky Sect as soon as possible. I felt it when I made the move just now. There is definitely a problem."

"Master Master, he just misunderstood..."

"It's not a misunderstanding. I now feel that this game was set up by him. Since I joined the Sky Sect, he has always regarded me as his biggest threat and wanted me to die."

Xing Yishan didn't say anything, obviously he didn't agree with Jimochi's analysis.

"Okay Yishan, I know that Ye Wuwen treats you well, and I also know that it's hard for you to believe my words at this moment." Jimochi didn't say anything more, but comforted him in a gentle voice: "I'll talk about the future, now you Find me a scabbard as soon as possible."

After a pause, the voice became softer, "Although I occupy your natal sword for the time being, I am not a real sword spirit after all, and I cannot let the natal sword reintegrate into your flesh and blood, nor can I stay in the storage for a long time. In the magic weapon, it is easy for others to see that something is wrong."

Xing Yishan's expression froze, he nodded obediently, and Jimochi continued to say to him: "If my guess is right, the news of my death will be spread throughout the upper cultivation world at the latest, so after leaving the Sky Sect, Wan Guizong can't go back for the time being—by the way, on the way here, did you see Bai Linglong and those dozen or so demon cultivator disciples at the foot of the mountain?"

"I haven't seen it." Xing Yishan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "What? Didn't they join the battle?"

"Ah, they all ran away, so it's a relief." Hearing what Xing Yishan said, Jimochi didn't feel angry at all, but smiled as if he had expected it a long time ago: "They didn't participate in the war, it was me Send them away in advance, otherwise I'm afraid I will really end up being attacked."

"Master..." Hearing this, Xing Yishan opened his lips, and wanted to say something more, but Jimo Chi cut him off softly.

"Ichisan, your hands are too cold, are you nervous?"

"No……"

The blade suddenly became warmer than before, even a little hot, like a stove.

"It's good that you don't feel nervous." Jimochi said slowly, his voice sounded a little tired, "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while, you should find an excuse to leave the Sky Sect as soon as possible, and the rest will wait for me to meet with you on the road Tell me in detail, okay?"

"..."

The scalding hilt warmed Xing Yishan's cold fingertips. After a long time, the young little sword repairman held the sword in one hand and hid the relic left by Abbot Yuan in his bosom with the other, and firmly agreed, "Yes, yes."