Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

The Heaven Dial Formation and the Bagua Sealing Demon Formation are generally magic formations handed down from ancient times. Although they have been passed down and improved after inheritance, although they do not have the power of the past, they should not be underestimated.

There is a formation soul in the formation, which will automatically sense it. If the monk is physically invincible to the formation attack, the protection mechanism will be triggered to automatically send it out at a critical moment, and the same will be true if the spiritual power is leaked.

It was precisely because Xie Jiuqing knew this that he added a restraining breath technique.

This time only success is not allowed and failure is not allowed. If you don't see the ancestor of Fuzhen, you will startle the snake when the incident of breaking into Guiyi's sect is exposed, and it will be difficult to think about it in the future.

Majestic and lofty, with 24 peaks, Jiuhua Peak towers like a cloud, standing at the bottom of the mountain and looking up, you can't see the edge at a glance. Even many monks feel small like ants due to the uncanny workmanship of nature.

The first seven attacks of the Potian Formation are sword qi.

The blade is like autumn frost, and the blade is broken when blowing hair. The moment it strikes, even the aura is split into two, which shows its sharpness.

Xie Jiuqing suffered seven wounds in his life, even though his cultivation base has been distracted and perfected, it doesn't affect the bones in the slightest.

At this moment, he finally knew why for thousands of years, none of the disciples of the Guiyi Sect could pass through the heavenly formation, and most of them almost fell under the seven sword qi, let alone others.

Next came the wind, thunder and rain. These things that were so commonplace in the past have turned into murderous weapons here.

Xie Jiuqing didn't know how he survived.

When the last seven attacks came, he couldn't hold it anymore, he staggered and knelt down on the ground, his whole body trembling while supporting the Demon Summoning Sword.

There were countless wounds on his body, and the piercing pain made him almost lose his ability to think.

He lost his spiritual protection, now he is no different from a mortal except for this body.

The loss of blood made him feel chills all over his body, and his consciousness was blurred. He couldn't help thinking that Feng Mosheng was the same in the past, and he vomited blood after taking Tianyuan Pill to save himself.

It's fine if you don't know anything about all this, and you ignore the other party's pain and force the other party to obey you to do that kind of thing, how sad Feng Mosheng must have been at that time...

There was a severe pain in the chest, and a mouthful of turbid blood gushed out of the throat.

At some point, the array attack had stopped.

At this moment, everything is quiet, and the whole person is immersed in the deep night.

The exhaustion accumulated for a long time swept the whole body like a tide, Xie Jiuqing slowly closed his eyes, the last image he felt in his mind was the waterfall on the edge of the formation.

He suddenly opened his eyes again, reminding himself that he couldn't sleep, and that once he fell asleep, he would be teleported out.

It turns out that the last level of the formation is not the seven attacks, but also a hypnotic illusion. Normal people who have suffered injuries and have no spiritual power to use will naturally feel tired, and being hypnotized is normal.

But falling asleep in the formation is a big taboo.

The master of Jiunanying Huafeng seemed to have a premonition.

Outside, under the towering Bodhi tree, stood two Taoist boys in red, named Jiazi and Yiwu.

Jiazi tilted his head and looked at the wounded man, his delicate eyebrows frowned tightly, "The ancestor said that you killed too much, and it was not worthy of the wound medicine in our Jiuhua Cave, so you don't need to heal your wounds, that's all." Come with me!"

After recovering his spiritual power, the injury became less difficult. Xie Jiuqing took out the elixir he had brought with him and ate a few pills, and the pain suddenly eased a lot, but the wound on his body was not like the usual magic weapon, and the elixir was still nothing. effect, but this is much better than being in the magic circle just now.

Yi Wu, who was following behind, didn't say anything, but silently performed a cleansing technique to clean the blood from the person in front, so as not to dirty their ancestors' territory when they turned around.

Xie Jiuqing noticed it, her phoenix eyes were downcast but she didn't say anything.

He came here this time to ask for help, so he naturally had to act like a beggar, if the request fails...

Yiwu was timid, and was shocked by the sudden murderous intent, "This monk, if you want to cultivate the Tao, you must practice more virtues. Peace is the most important thing in everything, otherwise you will end up harming others and yourself... infinite Tianzun..."

They came to a hall surrounded by portraits of gods and sandalwood.

In front of you is a huge golden spring pool, the red lotus in the pool is like fire, and the lingering aura covers it with a mysterious veil, like a girl who is still holding a pipa half-hidden, charming and affectionate, which makes people shocked.

Perhaps this gaze was too sharp, the red lotus trembled in fright, and the flowers were all hidden in the green round leaves. After the clattering sound in the pool, only flakes of green floated on the water.

The ancestor Fuzhen smiled lightly, "The devil came from a long way with all kinds of difficulties and dangers, but he wants to worship under the deity's sect?"

If he remembers correctly, this person was originally a disciple of Guiyi's sect, but he didn't know anything about common things before, and he only calculated that there was a small calamity in Guiyi's sect in the first round of the battle between righteousness and evil, so he sent Fan Guang there It was solved, and after coming out of retreat, things developed to this point.

From the beginning to the end, his focus was on Feng Mosheng. If he had known that the other party was so stupid, he would have solved this matter first before retreating.

Xie Jiuqing knew that the other party asked the question, but in order to get the water lotus of the world, he still saluted very respectfully, "The disciple came here rashly and hoped that the ancestor would forgive him. I am willing to give everything in exchange, as long as the ancestor agrees, the disciple is willing to have no regrets!"

Cultivators, especially those who have reached a certain level, have a lot of things that can be used on their body, such as longevity and cultivation base.

As long as Feng Mosheng can be rescued, he can give up these things, he owes his life to the other party, and he should pay it back.

Seeing this, Qing Jing sighed softly.

He knew how invincible Xie Jiuqing was, and it was embarrassing to be able to do such a thing for Feng Mosheng now, but he couldn't bear to tell the other party that it was too late to make up for it. For hundreds of years, they were destined to be people from two worlds.

Moreover, the marriage line of one party has disappeared, and it is impossible to think about it as before.

Unexpectedly, the Fuzhen Patriarch heard the words and was rarely angry, "This pure water lotus that I have nurtured has been around for more than [-] years. If you really want it, it's okay, but you have to use your luck to get it." In exchange, would you like to?"

Qi luck refers to the aura and fate of a practitioner. Qi luck is more important than exercises, longevity and even the root bones. Without luck, everything will be difficult and everything will not go as planned.

Without luck, fate is over.

When I returned to Yimen Mountain back then, Qing Jingzi’s hexagram happened, and all these things happened later. Xie Jiuqing was smart, studious, well-behaved and sensible when he was young. It can be said that he watched him grow up since he was a child, and now he can’t help but say, " Xiaojiu, this is the end of the matter, don't be attached, life and death are fate, if you really can't let go, you can think of other ways, don't stick to this. Once the luck is gone, not only will you not be destined for the Dao in this life, but your fate will also stop at this."

In other words, luck is equivalent to life, but compared to death, the process is slower, but the pain in it will be a hundred times more intense.

Xie Jiuqing promised without hesitation, "I promise, as long as you can give me this world-purifying water lotus. It's just that I have a heartless feeling. I hope this luck can be handed over to you after I complete my last wish." .”

Luck affects everything. For example, if he wants to revive Feng Mosheng, he will fail in everything he does. There is only failure in his life, and everything else is fine, but this is the only thing that cannot fail.

Everything is expected.

Fuzhen is not that kind of despicable person. The water lotus of the pure world that he has kept as a treasure for more than [-] years has already opened up his spiritual wisdom. He plays and plays in this golden spring pool all day long. Immediately ascending to the fairy world, he would not change it, "Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly part with you!"

After saying that, a jade bottle appeared in the palm, and a spell sealed the red lotus in the pool inside.

After Xie Jiuqing got the jade bottle, he saluted respectfully and hurried back.

One second the person disappeared, and the next second Jiazi cried loudly, "Master, you just handed over Lian'er like this, and if you want to see her again in the future, you won't be able to!"

In the heaven and the earth, except for the fairyland that grows this thing in the fairyland, I can't find the second one after searching all over the three worlds. This one is the companion lotus of Fuzhen. He is the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei in the Arctic Zhongtian, so he was born with a red lotus.

This lotus can overcome all bad luck and suffering, so his cultivation path has always been smooth and smooth.

But now he doesn't need it anymore, because he has already reached the tribulation, and his ascension to the upper world is just around the corner, and he no longer needs the protection of the water lotus of the world.

Yiwu wanted to cry too, but he was always soft-tempered, and he couldn't cry when he cried, "Master...Little Lotus will hurt...you are too cruel... ...that person has been killed so heavily...Little Lotus must be very miserable...."

Guizhen smiled, "It's not a human being, it will return to the fairyland when it reaches its destiny, you don't need to worry about it!"

It is different from human beings, who will enter reincarnation after losing their lives, and it will return to the fairyland, back to the place it originally belonged to.

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Xie Jiuqing returned to the Promise Demon Palace with injuries all over his body. For the first time ever, he had no supporting pillars and entered the dormitory, lying in the position where Feng Mosheng always huddled, hugging the world-cleaning water lily and fell into a drowsy sleep. past.

After the Great War between Righteousness and Demons, there were no guards in the bedroom, and even the maids were driven away, because this Lord Demon Lord does not need anyone to serve him.

Feng Lange still lives in his Jingyue Land, and the treatment seems to have not changed before. If there is a change, it is that Xie Jiuqing no longer respectfully calls him Master as before, and the look in his eyes is also terribly cold. With any temperature, even the main soul who knew that Feng Mosheng was nailed to his body would not want to see him again.

But today was different, he specially wore Feng Mosheng's clothes and came over, he believed that as long as he cried and complained, the other party would always soften his heart.

If you can't do it once, you can do it twice, and if you can't do it twice, you can do it three times, four times, or five times. If it doesn't work, he can still imitate Feng Mosheng's behavior. He believes that time can dilute everything, and one day Xie Jiuqing will understand that the dead cannot come back. The truth, so as to accept themselves.