Fu Luan

The moment Qin Ziyu fell, Xie Shigu's eyes shrank suddenly and he froze in place.

The blood mist in his eyes receded within a few breaths, and he looked at the person lying limp in front of him in astonishment. The spiritual power in his palm hadn't dissipated yet, Qin Ziyu seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and fell to the ground, staring at him in despair. Both eyes, motionless.

Xie Shigu knelt down fiercely, hugged him, and penetrated into his body with spiritual power like crazy. Qin Ziyu's dantian had been completely shattered, and his spiritual power was rapidly draining.

"Ziyu, Ziyu!"

Xie Shigu called his name loudly, Qin Ziyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears flowed from his empty eyes, which Xie Shigu wiped away vigorously.

In the end, he gritted his teeth, penetrated into Qin Ziyu's body with his own spiritual power, condensed it into extremely hard spiritual power ice, and wrapped Qin Ziyu's shattered dantian into thousands of pieces.

The black spiritual power ice gradually took shape, retaining the last bit of real energy in the broken dantian.

This is actually a kind of useless method between Taoism and sorcery, and only people with a cultivation level like Xie Shigu can use it. Replacing Qin Ziyu's dantian with Lingli ice can barely keep his Cultivation, but Qin Ziyu can no longer practice, and his cultivation has stopped at the elementary level of foundation building, and there is no possibility of further progress.

To cut off one's spiritual root, to Taoist cultivators, it is tantamount to doomsday.

Qin Ziyu closed his eyes in pain, Xie Shigu forcefully fed the Cunyuan Body Protection Pill into his mouth, but Qin Ziyu didn't want to swallow it, so he lowered his head and forced it in with his lips and tongue.

After doing this, Xie Shigu got up with the person in his arms, and flew towards the direction of the Supreme Immortal League without stopping.

On the other side, Xu Youming was meditating, when he suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and quickly figured out something.

Le Wuyan was sleeping, but when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes in a daze, sat up and asked him, "What's wrong?"

After a while, Xu Youming stopped calculating, and said in a deep voice, "The sword intent for Qin Ziyu has been released."

Le Wuyan was surprised when he heard the words: "How is that little Peony now? Didn't you say that you put a mark on him? Will he be okay?"

Xu Youming: "The marker hasn't moved."

Le Wuyan: "What does it mean that the mark is not moved? Is there no danger to his life? Then why did he release his sword intent? Did he encounter any critical situation?"

"I just calculated that there was indeed a big fluctuation in his spiritual power, and then it stabilized again," Xu Youming said, "It should be fine, you don't have to worry too much, just calm down."

Le Wuyan looked at him, Xu Youming nodded: "Don't worry."

Le Wuyan let out a sigh of relief, he could only forget it, he didn't sleep anymore, and calmed down to meditate with Xu Youming.

Two years later.

In the refining room, Le Wuyan raised the emerald mirror that had finally been polished to a radiant light in his hand, and looked at it carefully in the direction of the sun.

Xu Youming pushed the door open and came in, and asked him, "Is it done?"

"It's done," Le Wuyan said proudly, "Let's go into the palace again and try with that queen mother."

He couldn't wait, Xu Youming ordered someone to arrange the carriage, stepped forward, stretched out his palm and wrapped it with spiritual power, and stopped in front of his forehead.

Le Wuyan didn't move, and asked him with a smile: "How?"

Xu Youming: "What do you think?"

Le Wuyan: "I told you a few months ago that my primordial spirit has completely recovered, you don't believe it, how about now?"

Xu Youming nodded: "Yes."

Le Wuyan: "Then shall we go back?"

Xu Youming: "Okay."

Afterwards, the two of them entered the palace and went to the harem first, because the two of them would come here every now and then, and the empress dowager had been wary of them from the beginning until now. When she looked at the magic mirror, she was still startled, subconsciously wanted to hide, but Le Wuyan didn't give her a chance, the twisted and ferocious inner soul of the queen mother was reflected in the mirror, overflowing with black energy, isn't it just a ghost? Demon.

"Xian, Xianchang, what are you going to do..." the Queen Mother asked tremblingly.

Le Wuyan ignored him, and signaled to Xu Youming, "How effective is this?"

Xu Youming affirmed: "Yes."

Le Wuyan is also absolutely good, but it took more than two years to polish it, which took too long, but practice makes perfect, and it shouldn't be so troublesome to do it next time.

Thinking about how much time has passed, all sects and factions at the other end of the comprehension world have mixed in with so many evil cultivators who have seized their homes. In the future, he will be able to make a fortune just by selling this magic mirror, ha ha.

But the premise is that he still has to go to Long Tiantian and discuss with him about starting this business in partnership.

After confirming this, they went to the emperor's bedroom to bid farewell to Ming Jin.

Ming Jin was stunned when he heard this: "Master, are you planning to leave?"

"Well," Le Wuyan said, "It's been almost three years since I came out, and it's time to go back. I don't know what has turned upside down there. What needs to be resolved must be resolved."

"Then what should I do?" Ming Jin said with a broken face, "You guys have gone back, the ugly bastard hasn't come back yet, so leave me here alone?"

Le Wuyan: "It's not that you haven't been weaned yet, you still have to be accompanied? Didn't Qi Feng come back this month?"

Ming Jin pouted: "Let's talk about it when he comes back."

The person who originally said he would only go to the border for half a year, but because of the delay of the war, he has not come back for two years. No matter how much he had expected, it is now worn out.

Qi Feng didn't know what to think. The border had already been calmed down, but he led his troops to sweep all the way into the hinterland of Beili. The battle line became longer and longer, and it took two full years to end.

"He is practicing the Slaughter Sword," Xu Youming explained, "you need to see more blood to temper the sword intent."

Don't explain Jin now, Le Wuyan was also very surprised: "Slaughter Sword? He actually cultivated Slaughter Sword. Didn't you say that it is impossible for him to develop sword intent?"

Xu Youming glanced at him indifferently, the meaning in his eyes was obvious, if Qi Feng didn't take him as his teacher, of course he couldn't, since he had already accepted him as an apprentice, how could he let Qi Feng's morality stop at the sword qi.

Ming Jin had already heard the meaning of Xu Youming's words, and complained dissatisfiedly: "So Xianzun, you knew that he would not come back in a short time, and you didn't say it before?"

Le Wuyan said: "Isn't the Immortal Venerable for your own good? If he distracts you by his side, can you raise your cultivation level to the late stage of Foundation Establishment in such a short period of time?"

That's right, in less than three years, Ming Jin's cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation establishment, and he may be able to successfully form alchemy in another year or a half. Moreover, because he is a spirit and has excellent physical talent, this opportunity is rare for others.

Ming Jin muttered a few more words, and could only forget it, anyway, Qi Feng will be back soon.

"Are you leaving today?"

"Well," Le Wuyan nodded, "I will come back to see you when the matter over there is resolved."

He thought of something again, took out the magic mirror and pointed it at Mingjin.

Ming Jin didn't understand what he meant, and was stopped by Le Wuyan: "Stand there and don't move."

Sure enough, there was nothing in the mirror. This mirror could reflect the soul and primordial spirit of a person, but not the spirit, just as he expected.

Xu Youming also glanced at him, and reminded him: "Put your things away."

Ming Jin asked curiously, "Master, what did you see?"

"It's nothing." Le Wuyan coughed lightly, and put away the magic mirror.

Mingjin didn't feel any difference, and was sad and unwilling for them to leave. Le Wuyan couldn't stand his worthless appearance, so he threw two Qiankun bags to him: "One is for you, the other is for Qi Feng, both of them are good things." Things, as well as spirit stones, don't swallow them alone."

"Oh." Ming Jin dragged out his voice, and quickly put the things away without any ambiguity.

Le Wuyan finally told him: "Take care of the empress dowager in the harem, she is still useful, after we summon her, you send someone to send her out of Wang Chuanhai."

"Yes," Ming Jin asked, "Then when can we go there?"

Le Wuyan: "How many years have you been the emperor? It's no good to be in a mess over there. Anyway, with this energy gathering array, it's the same for you to practice here."

Xu Youming also threw a spiritual weapon over: "If there is something urgent, you can use this thing to transmit sound to us."

Ming Jin could only give up the idea, and obediently agreed.

Afterwards, he personally sent Le Wuyan and them out of the palace, reluctantly saying goodbye to them.

"Master, you must come back again!" Ming Jin burst into tears.

Le Wuyan sent people back with a few words, and said to Xu Youming, "Let's go to the Marquis of Changxing again."

After getting in the car, he curiously asked what he wanted to ask before: "Why did you let Qi Fengxiu kill the sword?"

The Slaughter Sword is the most hostile form of swordsmanship, but Xu Youming's own swordsmanship is upright and awe-inspiring, completely different from this bloody Slaughter Sword.

Xu Youming said: "He chose it himself."

Le Wuyan: "He chose it himself?"

"Well," Xu Youming was silent for a while, and then said, "I also wanted to practice this way of swordsmanship, but the master didn't allow it."

Le Wuyan was very surprised, he didn't expect Xu Youming to have the intention to cultivate the killing sword.

Xu Youming shook his head slightly: "Let's talk about it later."

After arriving at Changxing Marquis' Mansion, Su Wanyue heard that the two of them were going back to the east today, she was quite excited: "Are you going to leave today?"

"Yes, let's go today," Le Wuyan comforted her, "Don't worry, old lady, when the matter over there is settled, we will help you send Mr. Qi back with his tail and tail."

Su Wanyue thanked her repeatedly. Although Le Wuyan didn't make it clear, she had already guessed that some great event must have happened in the realm of comprehension. Otherwise, the two of them would not have come here to stay for three years, as if they had come to seek refuge. , but since the little fairy said that he would definitely help her send him back, she could only wait in peace.

After explaining all the things that should be explained, there is nothing to miss, Xu Youming flew out of the window with Le Wuyan in his arms, and disappeared in front of Su Wanyue.

Su Wanyue was startled, Qi Sifan was taken away from her eyes in the same way back then, the ability of a cultivator is really amazing.

After forgetting the enchantment of Sichuan and Sea, it landed on a small island in the Southland.

It was almost dusk, the tide was rising sharply, the waves were beating against the rocks on the shore, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Le Wuyan wrinkled his nose: "What's going on here? Why is the smell of blood so strong?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a scream in front of him, Xu Youming released a sword intent, and the two of them went forward, only to see a dozen Taoist monks being tied up on the ground by Wuhua Da, surrounded by demons Xiu, was celebrating a gluttonous feast that was about to begin, but it was a pity that they interrupted it.

"Who! Who is attacking?!"

"Your grandpa, I'll kill the bastard!" After Le Wuyan finished speaking, the red branch shot out from his hair, and there was a scream of wailing.

Xu Youming's sword intent followed, and within a few breaths, all the demon cultivators had been knocked down.

Le Wuyan stepped on the head of the person who was falling in front of him, took out the magic mirror and tried it, and sure enough, his shape appeared as soon as he saw it.

A demon cultivator got up and wanted to run, Xu Youming sent out his sword intent again, Le Wuyan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the fleeing person, and suddenly said: "Wait!"

Xu Youming's sword restrained slightly and strangled him, but he didn't kill him with one blow.

Le Wuyan strode forward: "It really is you, Xiang Zhiyuan."

The grim and embarrassed person in front of him is Xiang Zhiyuan!

This person sneaked up on him in Baiyang Valley that day, and after being slapped by Xu Youming, he was not dead, and he is still doing evil at will today, but the enemy's road is narrow, so they ran into each other again!

This old thing caused his soul to be unstable, and he was forced to escape from the mortal world for three years. New and old grudges must be settled together today!

"Are you Xiang Zhiyuan or the evil cultivator who took the house?" Le Wuyan asked sharply.

Xiang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and didn't answer, Le Wuyan didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly sent the magic mirror up.

Seeing clearly what was shown in the mirror, Le Wuyan was surprised, and Xu Youming asked, "How is it?"

"Come and see." Le Wuyan motioned him.

Xu Youming's eyes fell, and what appeared in the mirror were two souls joined together. The queen mother and the person who was stepped on by Le Wuyan just now were completely fused with the demon cultivator whose body and soul had been taken away. Xiang Zhiyuan was not like that.

"He still retains his own consciousness," Xu Youming said, "Not only was the memory of the Heavenly Soul read by the evil demon cultivator, but he even retained his consciousness, and there are two souls in his body."

Le Wuyan frowned: "That would be the case unless he had also practiced the evil spirit before and competed with the evil spirit who was trying to seize the body, and there was no winner."

Xu Youming: "Yes."

Le Wuyan tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk le wuyan, this is even better, the grievance has the head and the debtor has the owner, how can killing a demon Xiu be as happy as killing Xiang Zhiyuan.

"Do you know who we are?" he asked aloud.

Xiang Zhiyuan clenched his teeth and hissed, "...the devil."

Le Wuyan and Xu Youming's appearances have changed, but with Xu Youming's sword intent alone, it is impossible for Xiang Zhiyuan not to recognize them.

Le Wuyan was angry: "I'm the devil, so what are you? A thief shouting, "Stop a thief, you? But forget it, you're going to die anyway."

Seeing the killing intent in his eyes, Xiang Zhiyuan was finally afraid: "No, no..."

Xu Youming wanted to do it for him, but he couldn't get out of his mouth.

After all, Le Wuyan has to settle this account by himself.

After Le Wuyan finished speaking, he no longer gave Xiang Zhiyuan a chance to struggle, Hongzhi pierced his throat in an instant, nailing the soul of life.

The foul-smelling soul quickly exited the body, writhing in pain in the void, and dissipated in an instant.

That disgusting flesh body crashed to the ground, dying with regret.

Le Wuyan curled his lips in disgust, and Xu Youming quickly dealt with the other demon cultivators.

As for those Xuanmen monks, who were untied by Xu Youming's sword intent, they got up and came over to thank them, and wanted to ask who they were, but he ignored both of them and fled away in a blink of an eye.