After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

main tomb

The sound of splashing water could be heard from time to time, a pool was built in the underground tomb, and the bright silver "water" filled the pool, rolling out dazzling ripples from time to time.

The fragments of the Chunshan collapse sank under the pool, and the fracture gradually melted with the immersion time, and the damaged sword spirit was able to re-condense and warm up in the pool.

Xie Yun gradually regained consciousness amidst the sound of water. His body was so damaged that even when he regained consciousness, his vision and hearing were still in chaos.

Xie Yun felt trapped in a small space, the surrounding light was dim, and Xie Yun's already blurred eyes could not see clearly.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the surrounding and top were surrounded by hard "walls", but his body was still soft.

Is it a... coffin?

Xie Yun used a little force to lift the "lid" on the top. After the loud noise, the candlelight slanted down. Xie Yun looked at it with his unclear vision - he was indeed lying in the coffin.

Xie Yun jumped out of the coffin with a push of his hands. Because of the excessive blood loss, he staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

this state...

Xie Yun weighed it up, now looking for Ying Baiye, he doesn't know whether to help him or make trouble for him.

"It's still alive."

Xie Yun rested his fingers on his neck, and the blood vessels under his palms pulsated regularly. He found a few pills and swallowed them. The spiritual power slowly circulated in the meridians, and Xie Yun propped up his body.

Not only was he alive, but he even felt that the broken natal spirit sword was being repaired. Xie Yun followed the induction and walked to the pool, where there was a monument standing in front of it.

Xie Yun read out softly: "Washing Sword Pool."

The water in the pool is like molten silver, and you can vaguely see the fallen fragments of Chunshan below.Xie Yun tentatively touched it, but his hand was burned, so he retracted.

He didn't die, but Chun Shandao seemed to be being recast. Was he recognized by the owner of the tomb?

Xie Yun suddenly heard the voice of phantom coming from beside her ear: "The sword has a spirit, if it is tamed by you, you must be tamed by it."

Xie Yun was startled, and looked around, but found no one.

Xie Yun thought for a moment, and walked towards the only passage in the tomb. Before he had taken two steps, a lazy voice came from behind: "What are you moving about? Come back and lie down."

Xie Yun turned her head, and Xu Ying was sitting on the coffin lid, leaning on the coffin, looking at herself with her face up.

I still couldn't see the face clearly, but I could only vaguely see that it was a woman.

Xuying clicked on Xie Yun, and taught him in a doting and helpless tone: "I only have one spirit body now, and I don't have spiritual power to heal your wounds. Go and lie down."

Xie Yun couldn't figure out what Xu Ying was thinking, and said, "I can't lie down, I need to find someone."

Xu Ying said: "The little guy who accompanied you in?"

She stood up and came to Xie Yun in the blink of an eye. She was incorporeal, half floating in the air, lowered her head slightly, and said with a smile: "He is not sensible, and he has practiced exercises that shouldn't be practiced, so let him suffer."

Xie Yun's pupils shrank, and he asked: "A skill that shouldn't be practiced? What did you do to him?"

According to this person's thinking, I'm afraid that almost killing him before was just "a bit of a pain"!

I don't know how many years the high-level monks have lived, and they have long forgotten how fragile they are when they are in the low-level.

The phantom swayed around Xie Yun slowly: "Then after the cultivation method reaches the third level, the demons will come back. Every time you practice, you will drive yourself crazy. It's okay to be crazy. A high-level monk is crazy. Get up, how many people do you want to be buried with? I was going to destroy this thing, but unfortunately the battle between righteousness and evil came too hastily, and the entire book of exercises was lost in the battle. Before the exercises were lost, I marked the exercise prohibiting cultivation, but he still refused obedient."

This turned out to be the author of the exercises... the number one Demon Lord, Lu Zhuoyu.

How could the Demon Lord who had cultivated to the Mahayana stage appear in the tomb?

"Too much pursuit of power..."

"It's not the pursuit of power," Xie Yun interrupted Xuying, he said coldly, "He was born into a demonic cultivator and struggled in the demonic way, and he has no choice, just like he practiced a volume of exercises that only had the first half. If you don't learn, you will die."

A person who said that his mother is a demon cultivator, so he is a demon cultivator...how could he be a person who is lost in power?

Ying Baiye never mentioned his life experience, and there are very few descriptions of Bai Ye's life experience in the original book, only mentioning that he was born in the bottom sect of the Demon Dao.

Xie Yundao: "As a person in the way of the devil, is the Demon Venerable willing to sink into the way of the devil? You have cultivated to the Mahayana stage, have you not had to live in your life, and there is no person or thing you can't ask for?"

Xu Ying tilted his head: "Are you so nervous about him?"

Xie Yun said one word at a time: "I take this as my best friend, please trouble Mozun to let me go find him."

The phantom pressed against his chin: "Really?"

Regardless of the pain in the meridian, Xie Yun let the spiritual power circulate in the body again: "It's true."

Xu Ying: "Then I lied to you."

Xie Yun's breath stuck in her throat.

Young Master Xie has grown so big, it is only because he is angry with others, and he rarely loses in words: "...you can grow so big, it must be because no one can beat you."

Is the first Demon Venerable this kind of person?

Xuying agrees: "Yes, the main reason why I can successfully reach my first birthday is because I spoke late when I was a child."

Xie Yun: "..."

Xu Ying smiled softly, "However, that little friend of yours is not in a very good condition now. I didn't do anything to him, but the tomb is full of danger. will self-destruct.”

Xie Yun and Li Ji asked: "Where is the second half volume?!"

Ying Baiye said that if he can't find the second half of the volume, he will be in danger of retaliation and death. If he finds the second half

Xu Ying tilted his head: "I don't know. As I said, I am a spirit body and I don't have much self-protection ability. If the enemy catches me and searches for the soul, wouldn't everything be found? So I only kept the original body. The things that let me know are only performing the tasks assigned by the main body. I don't know where the second half of the book is, let alone the content of the exercises."

Xie Yun's heart sank: "Where is he?"

Phantom: "He is in the right ear chamber."

Before Xie Yun left, Xu Ying said: "By the way, there is a 1000-year-old lacquer tree growing directly under the ear chamber. The gathered lacquer can temporarily wash out the demons in the monk's soul. If you can meet it alive Him, you can take him down to wash."

Xu Ying waved his sleeve lightly, and the door on the right opened wide. Xie Yun threw out a sword, and Yujian passed through the door on the right.

Xu Ying hooked the end of her hair and murmured: "Do you want to help? But it still feels like it's not enough. I really slept for too long, and I don't remember what to do."

……

The ear chambers are the rooms on the left and right sides of the main chamber, which house the items used by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime. However, the right ear chamber is empty, except for blood on the ground.

A dozen or so corpses were lying on the ground in various poses. Ying Baiye stood in the middle with his head down and a knife in his hand.

Ying Baiye heard someone whispering in his ear.

"Look, someone is coming to kill you again."

"Ah—really, why don't you let me go?"

"Anyway, no one will come to save you, so it's okay to die, right?"

"Your mother died for you."

Ying Baiye looked over following the guidance of the voice, and only saw a vague human figure, with a vague face that he could not hate.

He raised his head from the blood, and looked at Xie Yun, his eyes were dark, and the irises reflected the blood.

In an instant, the evil spirit rolled, and there was a sea of ​​blood floating in his eyes.

Ying Baiye raised the knife, stirred up a pool of blood, and the scarlet blood flew towards Xie Yun.

Xie Yun rolled up the sword flower to block the blood nail, and the blood splashed on the body of Rouge Hong's sword one after another.

Xie Yun's right hand trembled, and he took a light breath.

The sword cultivator's hand should have been extremely stable.

Ying Baiye followed closely behind the blood nail, he didn't concentrate on beating, always trying to see Xie Yun's face clearly.

Who is this?

Xie Yun turned sideways to avoid the knife. He was seriously injured at the moment, and he really didn't have the strength to fight Ying Baiye head-on. After blocking a few times, he tried to lure Ying Baiye's attack to hit the ground.

But even so, Xie Yun soon felt exhausted.

He was injured too badly before, his natal spirit sword was broken, his vision and hearing have not recovered until now, and he doesn't even have much strength to hold the sword.

Ying Baiye's saber attack was completely haphazard, and the torrential rain and strong wind forced him down.

The person using the knife has a murderous aura, Ying Baiye's knife is long and narrow, and the range of chopping and cutting is wide. When the person is in the position of the knife, he feels that his breath will be cut off by the light of the knife.

Xie Yun endured the fishy sweetness in his throat. He experienced the real sword intent in the main tomb. At this moment, his mind was clear, and his body and mind sank into the spirit sword in his hand.

He has no spiritual power now, only the sword intent he grasped in Lu Zhuoyu's hands can fight.

The sword body was shining brightly, and the icy sword intent covered the sword body. The sword body was as red as rouge, and the ice condensed by the sword intent was blushed by the sword body.

The name of the sword should have hatred.

Only a sad sigh came from the sound of the sword.

Xie Yun's always powerful sword suddenly slowed down, turning into a circle gracefully, and sinking with Ying Baiye's sword.

boom -

The ground broke open, and Xie Yun felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and his grief and hatred rolled backwards to attack Xie Yun.

In fact, there is nothing to hate.

This is... the person who shared a secret with him.

It was the first time Xie Yun used such a sword intent, and suffered a backlash without the support of spiritual power. He couldn't hold the sword, and pulled Ying Baiye to fall down together.

The sword intent and the saber momentum rolled together, and the aura formed a cyclone, blowing away the red rope knots on Ying Baiye's saber.

His peace knot—

Ying Baiye was awake for a brief moment, and he subconsciously reached out to grab the knot, but when he saw Xie Yun, he subconsciously turned to hold Xie Yun's hand.

Xie Yun... Xie Huaiyu, the person who taught him how to make safe knots.

Ying Baiye held Xie Yun's hand tightly.

The bluestone bricks and the bloodstains of the corpses were smashed down.

Sure enough, there is a giant lacquer tree growing under the ear chamber. The tree has grown for a thousand years, and it has become a forest alone. The light green lacquer is gathered in the pool.

A barrier was propped up on the tree, blocking the bricks and corpses that also fell.

Ying Baiye heard thousands of words from the demon in his heart. He didn't know how long he would be awake, so he simply threw away the knife and held Xie Yun in his arms. The gravel scraped Ying Baiye's face and arms. Yun's face was pressed into his chest, and he fell down with Xie Yun in his arms.

thump--

They splashed through the branches of the spirit sumac and sank deeper into the water.

Xie Yun had passed out, he didn't hold his breath, so he started choking on water.

The world in Ying Baiye's eyes was blue, and all the whispers of inner demons gradually left him. He bowed his head to give Xie Yun a sigh of relief, and led Xie Yun through the green lacquer until he saw the brilliant candlelight in the tomb.

Someone in this world came to save him.

Outside ear

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Xu Ying withdrew her outstretched hand, tapped the center of her eyebrows lightly, and finally remembered what the body told her: "I want a disciple."

"If you are a swordsman, you have to be very smart."

"Have a heart that hurts."

"Don't be too bad-tempered."

"Preferably a beauty."

"Of course, the most important point is that he must be a good boy with flesh and blood."

Waited so long, so long...

Finally waited.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your comfort, I have worked hard to update today! , while the first half of the book has only five levels of exercises.