The bright moon sits on the ground

Po Jun was walking alone in the heavy rain, with big strides, as if he wanted to throw Xu Lang far away.

In the end, Xu Lang almost trotted all the way to keep up. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was also blown away by the icy wind, revealing the bamboo strips inside, drooping lazily. Xu Lang was afraid that it would cut him. Hurt the flesh, gritted his teeth, and dropped it.

The oil-paper umbrella was tilted to the side, stretching its teeth and waving its claws, like thorns growing wantonly, which would draw blood marks when touched.

When Xu Lang raised his head again, the rain curtains piled on top of each other, and the roots of the roots were hanging in unison. It seemed that all the colors in the sky and the earth had been washed away. Only black ash was left, like ashes after a burning fire. And the silver road The figure has completely disappeared.

Although no one could see this scene,? But he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.

It's normal for this Pojun Xingjun to be so arrogant and unkind. He doesn't want people to see his vulnerable side.

Xu Lang came here just to see how Pojun was doing. Now that Pojun was gone, he didn't know what to do for a while. He stood blankly in the pouring rain for a while, hesitated for a while, and wanted to face this situation. An untimely rain said something in a low voice, but didn't know what to say, so he sighed, wiped the water on his face, and was about to leave.

He was immersed in that kind of inexplicable sadness. He had just walked forward a few steps when he tripped over something. Before his soul could react, he froze on the spot when his body fell violently and his consciousness returned. , pain also ensues.

As soon as Xu Lang lowered his gaze, he caught a glimpse of the thing that tripped him, and he swallowed all the resentment that was on his lips.

To be honest, he didn't know what the consequences would be if he touched the taboo of life and death. He knew that it must be painful, so that he could make this arrogant and indifferent Xingjun show a painful expression-although Xu Lang could I understand, but without experiencing it personally, it is difficult to understand how unbearable the heart-piercing pain is, after all, it is just a general talk.

He suddenly felt a chill down his back, and his forehead twitched. He didn't care to see if he was injured, so he quickly moved away and reached out to touch Jun Xingjun's neck. His fingertips were icy cold and there was no warmth at all. , nor any ups and downs.

Do fairies need to breathe?Does the body of a fairy have a temperature?Xu Lang thought wildly, even a little out of breath.

Xu Lang tried to turn Po Jun over, but his hand slipped, almost knocking him against a rock.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that the silver armor was not very man-controllable, it weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't even lift Po Jun's arm, let alone turn him over.After the initial miss, Xu Lang didn't dare to try it lightly, for fear that Pojun Xingjun would find a few more scars on his body after waking up, and it would be difficult for him to explain.

He remembered that Liang Kunwu told him that all weapons in the world have spirits, and the source of spirits is Kunlun.

But this does not mean that he can manipulate weapons to defeat all gods.For example, Baixuan, many gods headed by him do not use weapons, but rely on spells to win; for example, the curved laurel moon golden bow in the Moon Palace is made of folding laurel branches and brewed with the afterglow of the moonlight. It is only driven by the moon god; another example is Pojun, his Qiongqi gun is made of the spine of the beast Qiongqi, and Qiongqi's soul is hidden there.There is no room for weapon spirits in the gun, so Liang Kunwu can't easily manipulate it.

Xu Lang hesitated for a moment, then carefully touched the quiet Qiongqi gun with his fingertips, and shouted, "Qongqi?"

He thought a lot in his mind, and he was going to let Qiongqi take Po Jun back, but he didn't consider that it was sealed in the gun by Po Jun, and he couldn't appear without Po Jun's permission.In this room, Xu Lang was anxious outside. He shouted for a long time, but the gun didn't respond at all.

Xu Lang talked to himself for a long time, and felt that he was a little stupid, so he ignored the gun, turned around and called Po Jun again, to see if he was still conscious, and inadvertently ignored that he was anxious in the poor gun. Jumping up and down, angry Qiongqi.

The sound of the rain was loud, but the voice of the people was low. He spoke dryly, and he couldn't throw Po Jun here, let alone call Liang Kunwu to come. After all, Xu Lang unilaterally promised Po Jun to hide it for him. Yes, after a while, he could only try to get started again.

When his hand was still an inch away from Po Jun, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and lightly pressed his wrist.

Xu Lang was startled, and looked up along the crow-colored wide sleeves. Xing Jun, whose mask covered the right half of his face, was staring at him with downcast eyes, and there was a bit of interest in that sapphire-like eye. Deliberately bypassing the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, even though he was in the rain, there was no trace of water on his body, and his appearance was very clean and tidy, which was completely different from their embarrassment.

They only talked once, Xu Lang thought, and that time was in the formation of thousands of weapons, and Lord Greedy Wolf was nailed to the formation.

Although he didn't communicate much, he also knew that this Xingjun had a white face and a dark heart, full of bad water, and he was calculating when he squinted his eyes.

Xu Lang dryly called "Tianlang Xingjun", he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, but he was ready to be asked, but Tanlang didn't ask anything, just glanced at him, let go of his hand, He leaned over and helped Po Jun up.

"Mr. Xing," he couldn't help asking while watching Tanlang's movements, "Is Mr. Pojun Xing all right?"

Greedy Wolf heard the words, turned his head, squinted at him, smiled but said: "Pojun Xingxiu has a crack, the entire Xingxiu is tilted to the south, not only me, but all Xingjun have felt the change, Lang Feng Xianjun, do you think the general is okay?"

Xu Lang was speechless, and Tan Lang said again: "I won't ask you any more. I will ask the general after he wakes up. It would be great if Wu Qu is still there, and the matter of preaching is out of my hands." Now, whether it is you or the general, no one is reassuring."

Xu Lang thought, what your general decides to do, can others stop it?But he also knew he was wrong, so he didn't say this, but nodded in embarrassment, and asked again: "Are you going to take him back to the heaven now?"

As soon as Tanlang stretched out his hand, the poor gun that Xu Lang couldn't pick up anyway flew into his hand, and he said, "Yes, I will take him back to Penglai to recuperate for a while, if you happen to want to go back, I will I can take you back to Kunlun by the way."

Xu Lang was still worried, thought for a while, and said, "If we leave like this, Qi Qianyuan will be drenched in the rain."

As the same Lord Xing, but also close to Po Jun, what Xu Lang can know, Lord Tanlang Xing naturally knows too.

The glazed beads on Xingjun's ears swayed slightly, and he made a breathy sound between his lips and teeth, probably a smile.

"Immortal Lord Langfeng, turn around and take a look." He said, "Qi Qianyuan, he never lacks someone to hold an umbrella for him."

Xu Lang followed Tanlang Xingjun's line of sight to see that King Liuguang had already arrived. The umbrella, like a full moon, unfolded in mid-air with a piercing sound. Physicians, guards, and servants all rushed over to hold the umbrella for him. , forming a stretching pavilion, covering Qi Qianyuan, King Liuguang, and a young girl who has never seen it under the umbrella tightly, preventing the cold rain from taking advantage of it.

Did time slip away when he didn't know, or Po Jun secretly manipulated them to make them come so quickly?

Xu Lang didn't know, and he didn't need to know. After seeing Qi Qianyuan being taken away, he turned his head, looked at Tanlang, and said, "Thank you Xingjun for sending me back to Kunlun. After Pojun Xingjun wakes up, please trouble Xingjun Tell me, so I can come and see him."

Greedy Wolf complied.

Even though Kunlun and Penglai are far apart, most gods need to pass through Kunlun to enter the fairy world from the human world, so the "by the way" that Lord Greedy Wolf said is really a matter of little effort.

After Xu Lang said goodbye to Lord Greedy Wolf, he went to Kunlun Palace. He was dripping wet, and there was a puddle of water on the corner of his clothes. The water dripped all the way, like a fish just fished out of the river, Liang Kunwu He was trying the sword, and when he saw his appearance, he sighed.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella?" he asked.

The warm wind blew, the moisture faded, and the clothes and hair were dry and warm. Xu Lang's originally dull mood also improved, and his sad face changed. He put down the bamboo basket on his back and said, "It's raining. It’s too big, and it’s not very useful to carry an umbrella.”

Liang Kunwu asked again: "Is it related to Qi Qianyuan?"

Xu Lang replied: "It is indeed related to him."

He didn't say what happened between Po Jun and Qi Qianyuan, and Liang Kunwu didn't ask either.

In fact, if Tanlang Xingjun wants to set foot in the world, he must not avoid Kunlun, and Liang Kunwu will definitely become suspicious when he sees Tanlang leaving the heaven in a hurry. This Kunlun Xianjun knows everything, but he just doesn't say anything.Xu Lang guessed that he probably also discovered the change in Pojun Xingxiu. However, even if it is a big thing, if he is not interested, it will be meaningless to him.

Liang Kunwu said: "I saw Lord Greedy Wolf leaving in a hurry."

Xu Lang mumbled, "Pojun Xingjun passed out right in front of me... I'll visit him again after he wakes up."

Liang Kunwu nodded, turned his wrist, and the silver-white long sword drew a cold light in the air. He slowly put the sword back into its sheath, and also hid the edge.Generally speaking, Liang Kunwu would hang the forged weapons on the wall, but this time it was different. He lowered his eyes, his hot eyes fell, and the sword turned into a golden pattern and landed on his wrist .

Xu Lang stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, and found that there was originally a golden pattern on Liang Kunwu's wrist, and the pattern transformed into a long sword fell on his wrist, covering the original pattern, which looked a bit messy, while the other golden patterns on his body were all Keeping it at a distance, there has never been an overlap like this.He found it strange, so he asked Liang Kunwu to explain it to him.

Kunlun Immortal looked up at him and asked, "Do you still remember those words written by Bai Xuan?"

Even if the name "Baixuan" came from Liang Kunwu's mouth, Xu Lang felt a little strange when he heard it.

It's not that he really forgot Bai Xuan's appearance, his tone of voice, and what he had done, Xu Lang thought, but it just occurred to him... From the day he read the scroll until now, it turns out that It's been so long.

"'When the evil spirits are dispelled and the immortals return to their positions, they will use the most indestructible thing in the world to cut off Kunlun. From then on, the immortals and the ordinary will never see each other and have nothing to do with each other'." Xu Lang quickly thought of this sentence , recalling and said, "Is this the sentence you mean?"

Liang Kunwu looked at the golden pattern on his wrist that looked like a sword mark, and said: "The reason why I put it here temporarily is because this sword has not been cast yet, but it is just a decent-looking blank. A blade is not indestructible, and it cannot be used to cut off Kunlun. You have never forged weapons, so you don't know what is essential when casting magic weapons."

Xu Lang asked: "What is essential?"

"If you want a person, you must have boiling hot blood, tough and straight bones like green bamboo, and a soul as deep and silent as midnight." Liang Kunwu said calmly with his expression unchanged, "Finally, you have to be willing and willing to go die."