Jiuhua Xianzong

"The disciple has been in such a state since he woke up ten years ago. In the past ten years, the disciple has continuously refined these sword qis. So far, he has only refined three sword qis."

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul showed an extremely distressed expression. These filaments had a total of one hundred and eight thousand threads. If he wanted to leave here, he had to refine them all for his own use, but for ten years, he only refined them. At this speed, it is impossible for the three sword qis to be refined before his death.

Master Chang Hua squinted his eyes, suddenly remembered something, his expression changed suddenly, and he said: "It's a weapon spirit..."

He remembered why he felt that the situation of Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul being bound was very familiar. This was clearly the same as the situation where the blacksmith injected the spirit into the spirit weapon. Using the power of the spirit weapon itself, the spirit of the spirit Bound in the artifact.

Immediately, Master Chang Hua was furious, his beard and hair were all raised, his clothes were windless and automatic, who dared to restrain the Nascent Soul, a disciple of Jiuhua Immortal Sect, as a spirit weapon.

Tool spirit?Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul looked stunned, thinking about his situation at this time, his expression gradually became serious.

"Master, please calm down, now is not the time to pursue this matter."

It's not that he's not angry, it's not that he doesn't hate, it's just that Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul wasted two sword qis that had been refined with great difficulty, and it wasn't to save himself by attracting Daoist Chang Hua here.

Master Chang Hua's heart trembled, and his anger gradually calmed down. Yes, now is not the time to pursue this matter. As a majestic Mahayana master, he is not as calm as Cheng Baimei. It seems that his mental state needs to be strengthened.

"White-browed apprentice, don't move."

Taking out the book from his bosom, Master Chang Hua tore off nine pages of paper and folded them into nine small paper swords.

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul's pupils shrank when he saw it. His eyesight was much better than Mo Bule's. Although this book was made of paper, every word, stroke and stroke on every page , were deeply soaked by the sword intent.

This is one of the three most profound sword tactics of Luoxia Palace: "On Paper". The highest state of "discussing swords on paper" is nine swords returning to one.

"Ninety-nine return to one, and the sword cuts everything!"

Nine small paper swords, transformed into nine sword qi, flew up in the air, in the shape of nine palaces, and slashed at those filaments fiercely.

boom!

Although the filaments are thin, their tenacity is astonishing. As soon as they come into contact with the Nine Dao Sword Qi, they shrink and flick. The rebound force of the hundred and eight thousand filaments is amazing. speed, fly back backwards.

Daoist Chang Hua was shocked, rolled up his sleeves, and wrapped up the nine sword qi, then snorted, and took a few steps back, a streak of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul floated over quickly, and said, "Master, is there a serious problem?" When he came three steps in front of Master Changhua, he stopped, not because he didn't want to get closer, but because he was restrained by the filaments. , his range of activities is limited.

Master Chang Hua wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's nothing, the qi and blood vibrate a little, just adjust your breath a bit and you'll be fine."

Then, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a week, and his face returned to normal. When he opened his eyes again, he said: "This sword energy is so strong, no wonder you can only refine three ways in ten years. I can only refine more than [-] Taos in ten years at most."

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul was silent, and even Daoist Chang Hua could cut a thread. It seemed that he had no hope of leaving this place in this life.

Master Chang Hua sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll go back and investigate what you said, and you are here..." Frowning, he continued, "Let's just stay at ease, no matter what, I will always find a way Rescue you, just right, your big apprentice is down in the mountain belly, I will leave him here to take care of you, master and apprentice talk to each other."

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul suddenly became depressed again, and said: "That brat is too annoying...Master, please take him away together..."

Daoist Chang Hua was overjoyed, and said: "Back then you saved him regardless of the cost, even the body, why do you despise him now?"

Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul had an expression of nothing to say, he only had his Nascent Soul left, and his disciple always felt very humiliated when he saw it.

Master Chang Hua laughed, turned and left.

"Uncle, what's the situation above?"

Seeing Chang Hua returning from the tunnel, Ye Yanfei stepped forward and asked.

Master Chang Hua glanced at Mo Bule, held back his smile, and said, "Go back to the sect first."

While speaking, he drew his sword again, opened the space, and returned to the outside of Jiuhua City by the same route, finally taking care of Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul and not leaving Mobule behind.

Mo Bule was taken aback, but seeing that the master had no intention of speaking, he and Qin Liuqing, one supporting Bao Suyi and the other Zhuo Yi, followed and returned.

"Both of you, take the master and nephew back to the Lianshan courtyard." Master Chang Hua sent the two juniors away first.

"But, the Sea of ​​Consciousness of Uncle Bao and Senior Brother Zhuo has been sealed..." Mo Bule hesitated, and sent them back just like that, what if something happened?

"It's okay, they will wake up on their own in a few days." Master Chang Hua waved his hand, the sea of ​​consciousness cannot be sealed forever, and Cheng Baimei's Nascent Soul does not have such a high level of cultivation to seal the sea of ​​consciousness of Bao Suyi and Zhuo Yi If it's too long, Zhuo Yi will forget it, and may be sealed for a while longer, but Bao Suyi is a monk who has survived a catastrophe after all, and he will be able to wake up on his own within three days at most.

Well, since the master has said so, just follow the orders.Mo Bule and Qin Liuqing had no choice but to send Bao Suyi and his apprentice away, but they knew in their hearts that Master Chang Hua clearly didn't want the two of them to know what happened next.

"Two juniors, I'm going to trouble you this time." After dismissing the two juniors, Chang Hua smiled and bowed his hands to Yinhua and Suhua.

The two real people are old and sophisticated, knowing that Chang Hua is sending them away, they immediately understand that there must be something important in the mountain belly that should not be disclosed, so they don't care, saying: "It's just a small matter, I'll take my leave first, if Chang Hua Brother Hua has any order, just send a message."

Only Ye Yanfei was left.

"Come with me." Daoist Chang Hua nodded to him, turned around and left for Qingyun Palace.

Ye Yanfei's complexion changed, and he flew all the way into the main hall of Qingyun Palace, and saw Chang Hua shake his sleeves, close the door of the hall, and create a sound-proof barrier, so he couldn't help asking: "Uncle, what happened?" ?”

Master Chang Hua didn't answer, but asked instead: "When you asked the suzerain to please the suzerain to seal the letter, did you meet your brother Cheng?"

Ye Yanfei's heart sank, as if he had a premonition, and said: "I saw that Junior Brother Cheng stood by Xiaozu's side, and even greeted his disciples, but he didn't talk to him."

"Do you think there is something strange about him?" Chang Hua asked again.

Ye Yanfei was silent, and a hint of hesitation gradually appeared on her beautiful face.

"What?" Daoist Chang Hua asked.

"If you say it's different, you've already noticed it a hundred years ago." Ye Yanfei was ruthless, and spoke out the doubts that had been hidden in her heart for a hundred years.

Reverend Chang Hua's heart skipped a beat. A hundred years ago, it was the time when Xiaozu seized the house. Apart from the parties involved, only he and Reverend Bihua knew about it. Suspect.

"You have a good relationship with Mr. Cheng?"

If not, Ye Yanfei would have no reason to notice.