Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

"Senior, why are you sure that with my cold voice and silent shadow, the Ziwei Secret Realm will open?"

It is not too late to discuss the demon clan's present affairs. After everyone finalizes the matter, there will be no further delay, and Yukong will rush to Ziwei City immediately.

Shu Yao couldn't help asking this question on the way.

He really wanted to know.

Even Shu Yao himself, until now, doesn't know what is so special about him that he deserves to be listed as the chosen one by that Ziwei star.

After much deliberation, Shu Yao thought to himself that the only intersection between himself and the Ziwei Secret Realm was Wan Chuanhe.

There are no benefits and conveniences, but Wan Chuanhe is so angry that he draws his sword frequently, which also brings a lot of troubles.

Shu Yao was relieved quickly.

Because after thinking about it, it seems that it is not a great honor to be listed as the man of destiny by the Ziwei star who has never been reliable.

Probably only a cicada with a twitching brain like Xuetian will be willing to work hard for it.

It matches well with Ziweixing, there is nothing wrong with it.

Ziweixing: "???"

If it weren't for...

If it weren't for that sword, do you think I really wouldn't give you some flair, let you know that Emperor Xingyao is worthy of respect?

Shu Yao had a lot of miscellaneous thoughts, but what was waiting was not Ren Linliu's patient answer.

Ren Linliu glanced at him in surprise, a little surprised:

"Your own sword, don't you know?"

Otherwise, why would he disagree with Wei Heng and Shu Yao's marriage at that time.

Shu Yao: "???"

With a turn of his wrist, the cold and silent shadow with beautiful engraving and rotating light and shadow appeared in the cold white palm:

"Senior was joking, isn't my sword here?"

Shu Yao said seriously: "Although I now have Ah Heng, a life-and-death companion, the sword is still of great significance to sword repairers. I will definitely not give up in chaos."

Don't ruin his reputation here casually.

Shu Yaosi and Ren Linliu's various words and actions in beating mandarin ducks before were immediately vigilant.

His left hand, which was not holding a sword, ran along Wei Heng's sleeve to his palm, grabbed it, and said solemnly:

"Heng, don't worry, I will never give up on Cold Voice and Silent Shadow, let alone a pair of monks who should be of one mind with me."

Ren Linliu wanted to accuse him explicitly of abandoning his saber under the ground and ignore him, secretly accusing him of half-heartedness, starting in chaos and finally abandoning him, not a conscience worthy of entrusting his life, and his intentions are really sinister.

Wei Heng actually didn't quite understand why Shu Yao was so polite, and turned the topic to the couple who had spent a lifetime together.

But this does not prevent him from nodding his head, and said softly: "You and I share our hearts, and we all know each other."

Everyone: "..."

Although, it is indeed true.

Even though the Mozun changed three identities in a row, the affection between them must be very sincere.

But listening to Mo Zun so deliberately emphasize it, it is always inevitable that people will have a strange feeling that they want to cover up.

Ren Linliu: "???"

He was also a little unbelievable: "Of course I don't know the whole story. However, the sword aura of the demon king in Liudao Temple was witnessed with his own eyes after all, and there is no reason to admit his mistake."

Ren Linliu thought about it again and again, and frowned slightly: "It's not wrong. I said it's no wonder that I saw the demon sword in the village that day, and I felt so familiar. I saw it once in the center of the abyss 300 years ago. It's just At that time, I was busy feeding the geese, so I didn’t go into it deeply, but I just felt a little strange.”

"Thinking about it now, the Demon Lord should have a lot to do with the Ziwei Secret Realm. No matter what, Ziwei Xing should be a little accommodating on the Demon Lord's side."

Busy feeding the geese...

Haven't delved into...

With a cold voice, Jiying's sword trembled.

It may be because of his own status in the world.Not to mention the cruel fact of a goose.

The corner of Shu Yao's mouth twitched.

He patted the sword of Hansheng Jiying lightly, sincerely: "Senior, since you said that you were busy feeding geese—"

Shu Yao no longer felt that Ren Linliu's words had any credibility.

He said the word "feed the goose", which awakened Ren Linliu.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Xuan and the Peak Master: "Speaking of which, we are going to leave Xuanshan Mountain for a while, has Dabai ever asked someone to feed him?"

Xuanhe Peak Master: "..."

She decided to give up communicating with Ren Linliu and realized that this centuries-old goose could catch fish by itself and jump like flying: "I arranged for Yunhe to feed it."

well.

Ren Linliu nodded in satisfaction: "Yunhe, as soon as this name is heard, it is very destined to Dabai. I think Dabai will like it."

Lin Yunhe: "???"

Shu Yao: "..."

He was more certain of one thing.

Ren Linliu's mind was full of geese, and what he said was not trustworthy at all.

The southern part of the world is lived by immortals, and the northern part is lived by demons. There is a long dividing line in the middle that stretches for thousands of miles.

And Ziwei City happened to be on the dividing line of this road.

Since the demons came into the world, although there is a barrier to isolate Ziwei City, the terrain is quite dangerous and it is still in danger. The owner of Ziwei City urgently evacuated the residents in the city.

In the past, there were many castles and pavilions, the river was full of treasure boats, and the fragrance of clothes and dresses was everywhere. The bustling city of Xianjia, which was full of spiritual lights in the sky, seemed to be desolate and quiet.

This is just a corner of Ziwei City that was still unharmed and survived.

Not to mention the city affected by the flames of war, its shape is miserable, which can be imagined.

They came to the seal of the Ziwei Secret Realm.

Remembering what Ren Linliu said before, Shu Yao raised his sleeve and punched a sword piercing the air into the center of the seal.

Safe and sound, nothing happened.

In the silence of the Mahayanas, the scene suddenly became awkward.

Ren Linliu coughed lightly, calm and composed: "Ziwei Xing suffered a lot of injuries, presumably his perception is also slow, Mozun might as well try to use a little more sword intent."

Shu Yao felt that what he said was reasonable.

So this time, there was a strong wind on his sleeves, and there was a sound of hunting, and the second sword intent slashed straight down.

Ziweixing: "..."

It hangs on the canopy of the secret realm, making it even more sluggish.

The dead old man, knowing that it is sluggish, dares to ask the red-clothed demon cultivator to use more force.

In case they were hacked to death, who would open the secret realm for them?

Still nothing happened.

The only thing that was flying was the loose dust on the ground.

The Mahayanas watch their noses, eyes, eyes and hearts, and they are a little quieter, without breathing.

Ren Linliu didn't believe in evil: "Ziwei Xing must have suffered too much damage, Mozun might as well increase his strength by three points."

Coincidentally, Shu Yao doesn't believe in evil either.

So he raised his hand, and slashed down with a sharp sword intent.

Ziweixing: "..."

It is afraid that if the secret realm is not opened, it will burp first and be martyred with honor.

As a noble Emperor Xingyao, Ziwei Xing did not allow such a shameful thing to happen.

It attempts to communicate with the sword that has guarded the bottom of the abyss for tens of thousands of years with spiritual knowledge, and for the sake of its own life, it spares no effort to persuade:

"Isn't he supposed to be your junior? Shouldn't you place high hopes on him? Wasn't it your doing to pull him into the Ziwei Twelve Formation and tell him the confidential matter last time? Don't let him enter the Ziwei secret realm?"

It is not Ziweixing's concern to regret when things come to an end.

What it cares about is that if the group of people outside are not allowed to come in again, its own life will probably be ruined.

Excessive.

The sword has been oppressed and bossed around for thousands of years, but it endured it.

That sword's bad temper, which loves to strike people with thunder, has endured.

But at the moment of life and death, is there any reason to retreat easily and admit defeat?

Ziweixing didn't recognize it.

It suppressed its anger and chattered for a long time, but all it got was a cold two-word response:

"not open."

That sword was at the core of the abyss, it was clearly a fine and delicate rapier, and inexplicably inserted the mighty Sea God Needle.

The devil's description of it was not wrong.

Its sword body is faint, and there is a terrifying sword energy that swims vividly with the dazzling precious light, like a thunderbolt that wants to tear apart the blue starry sky.

Don't have the cruel beauty of coldness and indifference, which is unreasonable.

Ziweixing: "???"

Brother too much, you are exactly the same as the sword on the demon cultivator outside, even if you are beaten, it will not fall on you, can you push us out as pawns to die at will?

They evolved for tens of thousands of years, and they were born with spiritual consciousness early.

The sword seemed to understand Ziweixing's grief, indignation and condemnation, the sword light flashed leisurely, and it seemed to condescend to answer him two sentences:

"I am your elder." Not a brother.

"He no longer cultivates the path of ruthlessness."

After all, he felt that Ziweixing's howling and shouting voice was too noisy, so he cut off the connection with Ziweixing neatly.

Ziweixing: "???"

So did he throw it to the red-clothed demon cultivator and the sword's twin brother?

Ziweixing believed that the sword on Moxiu in Red and the sword in Abyss were twin brothers.

Not identical twin brothers, who in the world can have such a bad temper?

Are you kidding me?

It was quiet outside.

In the silence, there is always a quiet turmoil hidden, such as the mahayana pretending to be meaningless, but they can't help but want to gossip in their hearts.

Xu had Jiang Changxing by his side to support him, so he was not afraid of being stared at by the cold voice and silent shadow. Jiang Yunya's confidence was extraordinarily strong, and the voice of gossip was extraordinarily loud:

"I think that the old master Ren has been in the abyss for 300 years, and his understanding of the crape myrtle secret realm and the abyss must be beyond my generation. What the old master Ren said, I think there is some basis for it."

Master Xuanhe kindly added for him: "However, the sword qi of the envoy Tanlang can't open the Ziwei secret realm, so it should not be the master of the sword that Master said."

Jiang Yunya had speculated a long time ago and said with confidence: "So, I think there should be another interpretation of this matter."

"Oh?"

The faces of Xuanhe Peak Master and the dean of the academy changed at the same time, and instantly changed into expressions of quietly listening to their opinions.

Jiang Yunya whetted their appetites, and pretended to be mysterious:

"For example, the demon king's sword was originally a pair, owned by him and his twin brother."

Xuanhe and Peak Lord suffocated for breath.

The head of Xuanshan is incompetent in speaking, and it hasn't been too long since he experienced the fear of being ruled by gossip and can only rely on Tianwang Baoxindan to save his life.

Only the dean of the academy, he reasoned one by one, and calmly analyzed: "I also have this doubt. As we all know, medicine and magic are incompatible. Even if the devil is a genius, how can he practice both medicine and magic?"

The dean of the Academy of Materialism is still brooding over this matter that is beyond the understanding of him and his predecessors in the Academy, and cannot forget it.

Jiang Yunya and the dean of the academy are indeed friends of poker for many years.

With a tacit understanding, they exclaimed the answer that had been drafted in their hearts: "The demon king must have his twin brother!"

Jiang Yunya affirmed: "One sword is on the waist of the demon king, and the other sword belongs to his twin brother, which is under the abyss."

The dean said convincingly: "The demon master cultivates demons, and his twin brother cultivates medicine."

Xuanhe Peak Master looked at Shu Yao who was standing side by side with Wei Heng, and thought of the medical practitioner who had appeared before.

It was even more difficult for her to breathe, and she didn't dare to think deeply: "Does she know, Senior Brother?"

"Xuan and you don't think too much."

Jiang Yunya said seriously.

The dean of the academy also comforted her in a harmonious voice: "Do you know it or not, but they are all the same."

Jiang Yunya: "If you know, you will enjoy the blessings of all people."

Dean of the academy: "If you don't know, you won't even be able to recognize the person next to you."

It's not a proper love.

Xuan and Peak Master really couldn't think too much.

She exclaimed: "Senior brother, hold on so you don't faint! I'll give you the Heavenly King Baoxin Pill immediately!"

Xuan and Peak Master glanced sideways, and his voice was even more startled: "Master! Senior Jiang! You must also hold on! There must be a lot of Heavenly King Baoxin Pills."

Compared with all the people who made a fuss and made all kinds of outrageous claims, Shu Yao was actually the calmest one.

With a flick of his wrist, the brilliance of the cold voice and silent shadow came out, and the sword energy overflowed the sheath.

Even God's will knew invisibly what a world-shattering sword was unsheathed. Above the clouds, there were drums beating like a phoenix fluttering its wings, and a pipa howling like a phoenix, vibrating to harmony.

The sword in Shu Yao's hand seemed to come alive, like a wave of light condensed on the top of the rushing river and sea, and there were surging waves hidden underneath, and the huge waves lifted the sky.

No one can look at it and say such brazen things as decorating a dead thing.

Shu Yao was holding such a sword in his hand, but his voice was soft and indifferent, like poplar flowers flying in the spring breeze at any time:

"I never cared whether I was the man of destiny in Ziwei Mystery Realm. I dared to agree to come here only because I believe that love with a sword in my hand is enough to break the seal."

He raised his head and smiled, and when he raised his head, there seemed to be strong and gorgeous colors bursting out of the sky like a flying rainbow, and the sky was instantly splashed with the colors of the world, painting a vast expanse of rays of light falling down to the Milky Way.

"The Man of Destiny is illusory, the Lord of Heaven's Punishment Pulse, and Heaven's Punishment Thunderclap can leave me at any time, but the sword in my hand has the confidence that no one can take away."

"There is still me."

Wei Heng said.

He pulled out the sheath according to the sun and the moon, and the light of the sword was astonishingly bright, the sun was scorching uncontrollably, without having to pull out the sword, it was already majestic.

Wei Heng's eyes were still full of tenderness: "My sun and the moon shine on the wall, and I will always open the way for you."

It is also the confidence that you can't take away with anything.

Shu Yao froze for a moment, the corners of her lips curled up, and she really laughed.

At the bottom of the abyss, when he was almost insane, he thought that it would be great if Wei Heng could hug him.

In the illusion of Liudao Temple, he was not close to Lei Ting, and when he was cornered, he thought, if only Wei Heng could hug him.

This time he finally hugged Wei Heng.

If you have practiced for 300 years, you will not have nothing.

Even just for this hug is worth it.

Ziweixing: "..."

The resentment that had been suppressed by the sword in the abyss for tens of thousands of years finally broke out completely.

In the mixed doubles of the cold sound and silent shadow, the sun and the moon shining on the wall, and the lightning strike that he will suffer in the secret realm when he turns his head, he resolutely chooses the latter, and simply opened the secret realm for Shu Yao and the others.

My life is almost gone, so I don't care what to do with so many lightning strikes after it.

Besides, that sword was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and refused to admit it, as if the red-clothed demon cultivator was not its descendant.

When the time comes, the two swords will happily recognize each other, and Ziweixing will be the unlucky one?

To be a star is also to learn to assess the situation, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Ziweixing has been oppressed for tens of thousands of years, so he understands the reason.

******

"Your honor!"

Mo Dao can be called by the word Zunshang only Mozun, and Shu Yao has not yet arrived.

Then Gusha Mahayana shouted, except to let Xuetian, he didn't think about it.

There was eagerness in his eyes, as if he was doing something desperate and powerful, and he couldn't wait to speak:

"Now that the demons are invading, the subordinates have already contacted Gu Sha of the Demon Dao, instructing them to rise up, kill the Heavenly Punishment, and restore the Lord, all in one fell swoop!"

He was full of ambition, thinking that with his actions, he could make Xue Tian look at him differently and become his confidant.

Unexpectedly, Ren Xuetian nodded, there was nothing unusual, and he just asked casually: "Why do you want to contact Gu Sha to kill Tian Xing together?"

Gu Sha Mahayana thought that Xue Tian was testing him.

Immediately without hesitation, he shouted loudly: "Naturally, when the demons are in danger of invading, cut the weeds and root them out!"

After talking about Gusha Mahayana, he was very proud.

He thinks that he is very cruel and ruthless, and he will break when he is ready. He has the demeanor that Gu Sha Mahayana should have.

Rang Xuetian still asked with a good temper: "Why do you want to take advantage of the danger of the demons' invasion and uproot the weeds?"

Gu Sha Mahayana: "???"

He believed the rumors about the former Mozun Cicada.

Just when Gusha's Mahayana was hesitating between repeating the choice of supporting the restoration of the Supreme Being, putting new wine in old bottles, speaking old language in tricks, and expressing new ideas, Xuetian asked him:

"The demons invaded, why not kill the demons?"

Gu Sha Mahayana: "???"

Just kidding, does your lord think that we have recently been in exile, homeless and uninformed?

Thanks to the forbidden secret history of Liudao Temple, who doesn't know that you pretended to be the Lord of the Ten Thousand Realms, and you fell in love with Abbot Jiekong, fell in love and killed each other?

Who doesn't know that Abbot Jiekong is so fascinated that he is willing to betray the devil for you?

Gusha Mahayana's knowing eyes gave Xue Tian a very bad premonition.

His tone also became cold: "The demons invaded, why not kill the demons first?"

It really is not just a casual empty talk.

Gusha Mahayana, who was originally in a daze, almost jumped up when he was startled by the killing intent in Rang Xuetian's words.

He boldly guessed, his mind was like a sea of ​​holes, could it be that the Venerable Master and Abbot Jiekong have fallen out, the once passionate and affectionate oath to each other, the once willing to betray the immortal way to win the position of the Demon Lord for you, all became today's burning... Bored of hate in the bottom of my heart?

That's why Your Majesty finds the demons so unpleasant?

Gusha Mahayana consciously realized the true meaning of the matter.

The bell also needs to be tied.

He consciously came up with a perfect solution, and patted his chest to promise: "Your Majesty, don't worry! This subordinate must go and capture the bald donkey from Liudao Temple, so as to appease Your Majesty—"

What Xuetian is most afraid of now is the mention of Liudao Temple by others.

Therefore, Gusha Mahayana no longer has the opportunity to finish this sentence.

In the sudden snowfall in the world, his sword was like the light of snow, and between the sudden drop in temperature and the frost all over the ground, he was wrapped in the flying snow and sculpted into an ice sculpture with no vitality.

Let Xuetian face the ice sculpture and sigh:

"From the beginning to the end, I never thought of you that day. I entered Gusha and killed Tian Xing. At first, it was because I was unwilling, but later, it was just to survive. In terms of priorities, of course, now I want to kill me. Most important."

The ice sculpture, which has no vitality, naturally cannot answer his words.

It seems that Xuetian is talking to himself to the open world alone:

"Of course I can also borrow you and Gusha to deal with Jie Kong and Greedy Wolf. Maybe I can increase my odds by two points and live two days longer. But since things have reached the point where there is no turning around, it doesn't matter if the two days are long or not." It's important. Why do I have to learn the style of that dead donkey general Gusha who treats the demons as a knife? To become the same person as him?"

Let Xuetian turn around and walk away slowly.

The ice sculpture exploded behind him, and the snow fell on the ground, melting without a trace.

There is only one sentence left: "It's important to kill first and everything will be empty."

Sure enough, cicadas can't run away.

******

Facts have proved that Mahayana's premonition is indeed very keen.

The Lord of the Seventh Region looked at Rang Xuetian who was standing three feet away from him, so he could only forcefully pretend nothing happened, and greeted him:

"Mozun, long time no see. I don't know what's going on with that dog, bald donkey, Jiekong?"

After speaking, he whispered to the owner of the inverted mountain: "I can't beat him."

The owner of the inverted mountain was unmoved: "I have no chance of winning."

Lord Seven: "But I have a lot of money."

The owner of the inverted mountain's gaze eased, showing a slight sense of relaxation.

The Lord of the Seventh Region strikes while the iron is hot: "You have met the sword master who is suddenly snowing in the world, don't you want to compete with him in the way of swords regardless of victory or defeat?"

The owner of the inverted mountain replied without thinking: "I really think so."

The Lord of the Seven Regions clapped his hands and said in a persuasive manner: "Look, Mountain Lord, you competed with the Demon Lord in the way of swordsmanship, and I will pay for the losses caused, and I will pay for the compensation, and a huge amount of spiritual stones will be sent to the Upside Down Sword Mountain. Isn't it the best of both worlds?" .”

The owner of the inverted mountain thought for a while, and agreed: "It makes sense."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Rang Xuetian, and said in a cold voice: "Draw your sword!"

Jean Xuetian: "???"

At this time, if you say that you are here to chase and kill Jie Kong, doesn't it seem that you, the Demon Lord, have not succeeded in chasing and killing Jie Kong for so many days, and you are very incompetent?

Doesn't it seem that he is afraid of Cong Kui sword, but shrinks back, very timid?

Rang Xuetian tactfully said: "I also have a lot of money."

If you fight purely for money, you don't need to fight.

It's a pity that neither the Lord of the Seven Regions nor the Lord of the Upside Down Mountain understood the meaning of the truce in his words.

The Lord of the Seven Regions looked at him with pity: "Mozun, what misunderstanding do you have about our current lord?"

Jean Xuetian: "???"

I have been beaten more than you have eaten, what misunderstanding can I have about him?

Lord of the Seven Domains: "When Your Majesty was the Greedy Wolf Envoy, you demolished the Demon Palace three times with the Pojun Envoy. Will you move?"

The Hanging Mountain Master froze slightly.

He sincerely felt distressed for Xuetian, and even felt that his Cong Kui sword could not come out like that.

But soon, the Lord of the Upside Down Mountain had a stern look on his face, and he sternly shouted: "Cutting smoke? You get out!"

"Master."

There was a young man in white, with a disheveled face and a handsome appearance, who greeted him embarrassingly.

The owner of the inverted mountain is not easy to be fooled, his eyes swept over the four of them one by one like lightning, and asked: "You are cultivating in the immortal way, how did you come to the devil's way?"

"We heard that there are demons invading the Demonic Dao, so we wanted to take a look."

Jiang Suwen spoke bluntly, without any hindrance: "Senior Sister Huai recognized the path to the Demon Dao and brought us along."

Yin Changyan has never felt that Jiang Suwen's face blindness is so cute and cute like he is now.

Huai Shuangjian: "..."

She glanced at the upside-down mountain master with a cold face, and she couldn't bear to see Yin Changyan being beaten just like that, so she accepted a scapegoat against her conscience:

"I brought some juniors and juniors here."

Gu Chibi quickly added for her: "Senior Sister Huai often comes to the magic path to eliminate demons and defend the way, so naturally she knows a few unknown paths."

Now that things have happened, I can only pray that the owner of the Daoxuan Mountain will never find out that those few paths of "eliminating demons and defending the way" lead to Yihuzhu.

******

Shu Yao and the others came to the bottom of the abyss.

Shu Yao asked: "Senior, there is one thing that I have never understood. The abyss is already under this world, and that village is still under the abyss. How can there be people living there?"

"You said that village."

Ren Linliu let out an understatement, completely unaware of how goosebumps he said:

"Why must people live in it? Isn't it possible for the demons?"

Older gingers are more spicy.

Ren Linliu's words shocked Shu Yao so much that he forgot what to say next.

Ren Lin seemed to mention it intentionally or unintentionally: "Speaking of which, according to my observation in the abyss, the demons are most afraid of thunder, and the thunder of the demon king seems to be particularly powerful?"

It used to be exceptionally powerful.