Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

The water swirls, the gravity is unbalanced, and after a while, He Qingxie's cloud-turning boots finally land on the ground.

Step on a piece of soft grass, make a slight movement, startled a piece of fireflies hidden in the depths of the grass, awakened by the startle.

A little bit of starlight rose slowly from the grass, flew from the feet, passed the calves, knees to the eyes, and then fluoresced all over the sky.

If you take a closer look, you will find that what you are stepping on is not an ordinary grassland at all, and there are all kinds of flowers growing in it.Tiandao pulled the two sides of the skirt and collar, and pulled his body out from the slit, flying and screaming at the same time.

"This is it! This is it! Here we are!"

Different from the crisp sound of He Qingxie's tinkling sound of ring pendants, Tiandao's voice is more like a secluded spring in an empty valley, receiving the cold water falling from the rocky teeth of the mountain wall for no reason, crisp and hollow, and it is even more tinged with He Qingxie's helplessness at this time. Describe the excitement and excitement.

He Qingxie didn't attract too much attention from this wonderful world under the lake.

I don't know since when, she lost interest in everything. She couldn't be attracted by the wonderland on earth, and she couldn't be attracted by delicacies.It seems that there is only one person who can attract her attention, but it makes her stay away for three months. It is really both love and hate.

She was expressionless and made a little "hmm", watching the sky filled with fireflies shining together, the sky and the night sky filled with stars and rivers, she was not happy at all, only calm and calm.

It seems that everything around her has nothing to do with her. This place is just a container for unlocking Kunwu's seal, and it deserves not to be noticed.

The way of heaven is ahead, chasing a group of fireflies, and flying towards the place where the fluorescent lights are densely vortexed. In the dim void that He Qingxie can't detect, the whole body of the little paper figurine presents a kind of insignificance. Check the jitter.

As Tiandao said, there is a spring in Qiongguang Lake. In the center surrounded by hundreds of flowers grows a dewy epiphyllum, which is just about to bloom, surrounded by countless fireflies.

Tiandao flew over, wanting to touch the white epiphyllum with his small hand like a piece of paper.

He Qingxie stopped it halfway, grabbed it back into his palm, and said ruthlessly, "Is it here? It's your business. Go back to where you should go?"

Where should I go? The treasure bag full of sundries and various forbidden techniques?

Tiandao shook hands, and mercilessly refused in a female voice, "I'm not going back?! Is that a place where people can stay? A smell of dust, it gives me a headache!"

He Qingxie said coldly: "This is not an excuse."

If there is a face like flowers and jade, the face of Tiandao Xiao? ?.

Tiandao bared his teeth and claws and said, "Do you understand what you call crossing rivers and tearing down bridges! You can't do this!"

Seeing each other so difficult, He Qingxie was about to run out of patience, and looked at the little paper figurine with increasingly gloomy eyes. She said, "I unseal has something to do with you? Don't let me Say it a second time!"

For a moment, the place suddenly fell into a suffocating silence, with the wind blowing the grass in all directions, blowing away the clusters of fireflies, but soon they were attracted by unknown spiritual power, and flew towards the epiphyllum again. .

The situation was at a stalemate, and Heaven was forced to compromise, and the whole voice was aggrieved, "Then can I wait until your seal is over before going back? Let me take a breath? What kind of broken treasure bag of yours is there? So choking?!"

He Qingxie frowned and did not speak.

Tiandao suddenly panicked, and raised his small hand like a piece of paper, "I swear! As long as the seal of Kunwu Sword is released, I will go back to where I came from?!"

What it said was extremely sincere, and He Qingxie was a little shaken, but that was all. She didn't want any unexpected troubles when she unsealed it.

Just when she was about to put the paper figurine of Tiandao into the treasure bag, the epiphyllum surrounded by fireflies finally bloomed.

A creamy white Epiphyllum petals gradually unfolded in four circles, exposing the stamens inside. At that time, countless spiritual lights visible to the naked eye rushed out from the spring.

Tiandao shouted excitedly, "The time has come! Hurry up? Ah!"

He Qingxie frowned, and could sense from Tiandao's tone that the other party seemed nervous even when he was excited.

After an unlucky moment, the blooming epiphyllum quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye after the spiritual light was released, starting from the outermost layer of petals.

Tiandao anxiously struggled between his palms, urging: "Hurry up!"

He Qingxie wanted to take Tiandao back? But seeing this scene, she couldn't care less about other things. She let go, and then summoned the Kunwu sword and raised it over.

"How to unblock it?"

Tiandao, who was following behind, said with excitement in his tone, "Put the sword into the spring."

It laughed happily, and with an excited and trembling female voice, explained: "As long as it is plugged in, those powerful spirits from the heavens will continuously pour into the sword body. These spirits cannot be tolerated by ordinary monks. Enough to break the seal."

At this time, the epiphyllum has all withered, and the yellowed petals have fallen into the depths of the spring, and there are spiritual vortices gathering inside, countless spiritual energy? Naturally escaping.

He Qingxie held the hilt of the sword, aimed at the spring, raised the sword and dropped it.

Keng——

The moment Kunwu fell into it, the little Tiandao paper man who was following He Qingxie seemed to have received an order, and flew out directly, jumping down the spring.

He Qingxie's eyebrows twitched, and he wanted to stretch out his hand to grab it, but it was still a step too late.

At the same time, the lake water above the surface of the Qiongguang Lake began to surge, and the waves began to swell, vibrating visible to the naked eye under the scorching sun, and a dark vortex appeared somewhere on the lake surface, and the entire lake was crazily absorbed by the vortex .

Seeing the phenomenon, Ping Lan, who was still patrolling, was startled, and quickly retreated with her sword. When she returned to the shore, Qiongguang Lake had dried up under the bright sun, and the rocks at the bottom of the lake were exposed. Repeatedly, emerge in endlessly.

Above the sky, the sun sets in the west, and dusk comes.

"What's the situation?" Ping Lan looked at the suddenly setting sun, and raised her hand to cover the orange light hitting her face, with a dazed expression on her face.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, didn't Ping Lan? He found He Qingxie on the lake, and now a vision suddenly appeared. After thinking about it again, she also ignored her own personal design, and directly typed out a sound transmission talisman to send to? Su Changyi outside the ruins.

At this time, under the surface of the lake, a ray of red light suddenly shot out from the Kunwu sword inserted into the spring, which only rushed to the top of the lake. retreat.

The soaring beam of light dyed He Qingxie's eyes red. She simply looked at this scene, and a layer of sweat broke out in her palms. There was no other reason. She could feel that the light was not light, but more like a skyrocketing evil spirit. .

The little paper man who carried the way of heaven? Unexpectedly, when the yellow paper embers dissipated, a blood-red figure suddenly rose in the void. He had a graceful figure, long hair hanging down, and a streamer shining under his slender and straight legs. Shapes poured into the sword body continuously.

Dazzling red light fell on He Qingxie's slightly terrified face, and for a moment, he flocked like dark clouds, and his deep voice also came out, almost gnashing his teeth, and paused every word.

"God, Tao!"

The mighty spirits mentioned by Tiandao can indeed undo the seal of Kunwu Sword, but she never expected that Tiandao would dare to invest himself in injecting the sword spirit into her.

Every famous sword that has been used for thousands of years is most likely to be injected with the sword spirit, and the chance of success is very high. The sword is for death, and the spirit is for life. That is, the living sword.

This kind of living sword can help monks do more with less effort, and has strong spiritual power. It can be said that it is an existence that countless monks in today's era can't pray for even if they work hard all their lives.

It's just a living sword, but it can replace a monk's lifelong cultivation? With such a magical weapon, what kind of difficult and tortuous cultivation is needed?

However, for hundreds of years in the cultivation world, there has never been a living sword. This is the most unbelievable item among the legends in the cultivation world, but it actually exists now.

He Qingxie witnessed the process of injecting the sword spirit with his own eyes, so he didn't know whether to say luck? Good or bad.

But the injected sword spirits can also be divided into good and bad? The good ones are good spirits, while the bad ones are evil spirits.A sword infused with good spirits is truly a divine weapon, while a sword infused with evil spirits can gather the evil spirits of the world, the spirits of demons, and the filthy spirits floating in the three worlds and six realms that cannot rise. They can also have their own Thoughts, manipulate the sword body at will.Such a sword can simply dominate Xuandu and command the entire demon world.

And Kunwu's evil spirit? Soaring into the sky, and a strange red light suddenly appeared. Let alone the scene, there is no need to guess whether the injected sword spirit is good or bad.

In He Qingxie's dull phoenix eyes, there seemed to be only a piece of silent blackness left.

Junyao Immortal Venerable's inner disciple, the first apprentice, a cultivator of the righteous way, takes it as his duty to slay demons and save the common people, so naturally he cannot let evil spirits be injected into the Kunwu sword.

He Qingxie tightened the lip line, only a dazzling red head and long flowing hair remained in the graceful figure in the void.

Seeing that the spirit injection was about to be completed, she went to pull out Kunwu with her bare hands. After Kunwu was inserted into the spring, she was completely wrapped by the powerful spirit of the heavens, unable to pull it out or pull it out.

The red light and aura intertwined, and the intersection was imprinted on the face. A crack finally appeared on He Qingxie's cold and hard complexion, and he finally remembered the feeling of falling into the lake in his mind. He really regretted it at the beginning. .

The other hand was also clenched tightly and pulled out vigorously. Kunwu finally loosened in the spring. At this moment, a female voice belonging to the Dao of Heaven came from the top of his head.

"What are you doing! I'm so worried about you becoming a demon, can you not get in the way? Let go!"

He Qingxie raised his eyes and looked over, how much stronger was the strength of his men? At the same time, he said sinisterly, "How dare you harm me!"

The speed at which the Dao of Heaven injected into Kunwu also instantly accelerated a lot, and the face formed by the red light disappeared, leaving only hair composed of red light still floating in the void.

The voice of Tiandao is still there, "Who harmed you! I am helping you! Besides, I just said that when the seal of Kunwu is lifted, I will go back and forth from where I came from?! I am going back to my hometown, you know what? !"

He Qingxie ignored it, and scolded directly: "Get out! Bitch? How dare you make me a demon?!"

"I--"

Keng—a crisp sound, Kunwu was pulled out of the spring, and he came out, a sword edge wrapped in red light flipped around in the void, and plunged into the withered grass with a hissing sound.

I don't know when, the stars move and turn, day and night alternate, the star-studded night has receded? The bright sun that belongs to the morning sun rises from the east with a myriad of rays, and the slightly warm halo shines on He Qingxie, sweating thinly. The phoenix eyes were out of focus, and the pale and handsome face appeared.

Almost as soon as Kunwu sword was released from her hand, she rushed over with both hands and rushed to inject spiritual power into the sword to test whether the injection of sword spirit was successful.

Her pale face was full of fear and panic, and her tone was hurried, "No? Success, no? Success! It must be? No? Success... No, it really can't be done——"

In the crying voice, there is the desire of an orthodox monk, and the sincerity buried deep in the heart of a disciple.

Kunwu remained silent for a long time after injecting spiritual power. He Qingxie continued to inject spiritual power, and after a while, Kunwu suddenly had a scarlet bloody light piercing his eyes.

The blood on He Qingxiemian's face faded, and he withdrew his hand in disbelief. There were only two words mixed with doubts in his heart, is it done?

no!No, I can't have this sword anymore!

He Qingxie got up in a panic, and ran outside in a panic.

Day and night were upside down under the Qiongguang Lake. It was the first time I arrived, and I didn't know the way out. He Qingxie's running this way can only be regarded as a blind fly.

The Kunwu sword lying on the ground was shining with scarlet blood, and suddenly the whole sword trembled, and flew up from the ground, and then flew past chasing He Qingxie's back?

"What are you doing running around?" The female voice belonging to the Dao of Heaven came from behind.

He Qingxie turned her head in surprise, the sword that was flying towards her stopped immediately a few millimeters away from the tip of her nose, her wide-open phoenix eyes were narrow and delicate, but there was a flash of astonishment and horror in her eyes.

"I don't want Kunwu anymore, I don't need a sword infused with evil spirits!" After a while, He Qingxie resolutely said.

"Ah? That's it..." Tiandao seemed to be in hesitation, and for a moment, the female voice laughed wildly again, like a lunatic? "But this is beyond your control!"

The way of heaven said: "Why don't you want to be protected by the destiny? The destiny is so far, you have to accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't!"

He Qingxie scolded: "Absurd! My fate is up to me. You used to be the way of heaven, but now you are just a mere sword spirit. Do you deserve to control me?"

Tiandao asked with a smile: "I'm trying to persuade you not to listen, but don't you want to join the devil's way if you have nowhere to go?"

He Qingxie cast his sword gloomyly, and reprimanded: "You were formerly Heavenly Dao, but you wanted me to become a demon? Did you suffer from inhumanity before Tiandao, or did you intentionally trick me into harming me!"

"None." Tiandao's female voice suddenly softened a little, "In short, some things? It's inconvenient. Let me tell you, it will be a matter of time before you follow me into a demon, but you have to choose the method of becoming a demon, yes Let me help you, or you volunteer."

He Qingxie was silent, his face livid and said: "I am Jun Yao's disciple?" After saying that, he threw down the Kunwu sword and looked for a way out.

The result is already obvious, choosing Junyao Immortal Venerable is to choose the common people in the world and choose the right way.

"I really don't cry without seeing the coffin."

Kunwu sword flew in the void, and as soon as Tiandao's laughing voice fell, Kunwu sword slammed down, making a sound, and flew straight to the sky under the bright sun with lightning speed .

The author has something to say: #打一拉Go to Xuandu, Fight Monster#

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