I will bury the gods

Chapter 94 Admonish the Daomen Demon Girl
The sun has risen, and the white clothes and broken mirrors are covered by the fresh snow that has fallen, and there is a dead silence on the mountain.

This inevitable assassination has not changed anything, but it is very likely to make the situation worse, which makes them feel a little heavy.

Where should we go next?

This is the question that bothers them at the same time.

Xiaoyu also realized belatedly that the Holy Son was not an enemy at all, but she and Master seemed to be...friends?
"Master, what is going on..."

Xiaoyu didn't know whether to be happy or sad, but asked aggrievedly: "Didn't Master say you wouldn't lie to me?"

"I am an enemy with her, but because we have a common enemy, we can cooperate temporarily." Lin Shouxi explained.

Xiaoyu trusted Master, so he quickly agreed with this explanation, nodded and said, "So that's how it is."

Mu Shijing looked solemnly at Can Xue on the ground, the death certificate in her hand was still whistling, as if she was not satisfied with the fight just now, Mu Shijing pressed the sword grid with his thumb, and the sword reluctantly stopped humming .

Lin Shouxi glanced at the death certificate with guilt.

"Master, you can't give the sword to that bad woman." Xiaoyu noticed the mood of the master and said quickly.

"Don't worry, I won't abandon Xiaoyu." Lin Shouxi smiled and comforted.

The death certificate was the sword passed to him by his master, logically speaking he would have to take it back, but... well, these two swords are taken as hostages in mutual custody.

"By the way, Master, what is the name of our sect?" Xiaoyu asked quickly as if he had suddenly remembered something very important.

"..." Lin Shouxi could frankly tell Xiaohe that he belonged to the Hehuan Sect, but facing Xiaoyu, he really couldn't open his mouth. After thinking about it, he said: "I am from a Taoist sect, and I am a descendant of the Taoist sect."

"Taoism..." Xiaoyu showed a look of admiration, "Master really defends the righteous way."

"Of course." Lin Shouxi smiled and said, "Xiaoyu will also work hard for the right path in the future."

"Yes! I will work hard." Xiaoyu held on to the fox fur tightly, cheering for herself.

Lin Shouxi felt that this scene was a bit absurd. The heir of the Demon Sect pretended to be the heir of the Dao Sect, while the Lord...was by his side.

It seemed that there was a tacit understanding, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Shijing turned his head, looked at Lin Shouxi with deep eyes, frowned and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

Mu Shijing's perception is so sharp that he can even feel the fluctuation of his heart!

Lin Shouxi was startled, while Xiaoyu jumped up in fright.

She was so frightened not because of the sudden shouting of the bad Son, but because of an identical voice that sounded behind her:

"who are you talking to?"

Xiaoyu turned her head, the door of the sword tower had been opened, and the mother in a green dress stood outside the door, her pretty face was cold, and she glanced in.

The ancient sword she couldn't put it down was like a hot potato all of a sudden, Xiaoyu hurriedly took her hand away from the sword, but this move was undoubtedly trying to cover up in the eyes of her mother.

In less than a blink of an eye, the mother's figure disappeared at the door, and the corner of the blue skirt had floated to Xiaoyu's side. The fragrance of plants and trees on the skirt used to be Xiaoyu's favorite, but at this moment she seemed to be caught. The thief who was facing him held his breath and did not dare to move.

Mother stretched out her hand, raised it lightly and lowered it heavily, and pressed her two jade fingers to the scabbard like a pulse.

Lin Shouxi's reaction was also very timely. When the young woman in the green skirt dropped her finger, he immediately let go of Zhan Gong and cut off his consciousness.

But everything happened too fast, and he couldn't be sure whether Xiaoyu's mother saw anything.

She did see it.

She saw two white shadows, flashing white shadows.Nothing else.

Mother opened her eyes and looked at the little girl wrapped in a white fox fur blanket, with a look of reproach on her face.

Xiaoyu was quite frightened, but after all, it was her beloved mother who came, not some monster or ghost, so she quickly calmed down, with her hands on her hips, the villain complained first:
"Mother, why are you like this? You gave me the small sword tower, so this is my territory. Why do you barge in without even knocking on the door!"

"Why do I come in, don't you know?" Mother has lived for so many years, but she doesn't like her. She tapped Xiaoyu's forehead and continued to question.

"How would I know?" Xiaoyu refused to admit it.

Mother's expression became more and more dignified, she didn't press the question directly, but said earnestly: "Xiaoyu, do you know the origin of this sword?"

"Hmm..." Xiaoyu nodded half-understanding, but said, "This seems to be a weapon that has killed a god."

"Yes." Mother nodded and continued to ask: "Do you know which evil god you killed?"

Xiaoyu shook his head.

The mother sighed softly, and after a while, the young woman opened her red lips and told her the legendary story:
"Many, many years ago, there was a flood in the Sea of ​​Darkness, and the tide lasted for many years. The rain clouds that came out once floated to the holy mountain, causing several extremely corrosive showers. Later, the tide finally receded, and a powerful But the demon god fixed himself on the mountain, unwilling to leave with the tide.

According to the legend, the demon god is one of the three evil gods, the descendant of the god of tide awareness. It is like a moving mountain, wandering in the wild place outside the god's wall. Wherever it passes, time will become disordered.Someone once played a game of chess at the foot of the mountain where the Space-Time Demon God lived. When the harvest was harvested, the yellow beams in the furnace were not ripe, and only after returning to the sacred mountain did they realize that ten years had passed. "

Xiaoyu had heard similar stories in the past, but she never thought it was true!
"Then this sword..."

"The Space-Time Demon God was killed by this sword!" Mother said coldly.

"Well, I know, our ancestors held a divine sword, crossed the divine wall, and nailed the demon god to a lonely peak." Xiaoyu repeated what he had heard.

"No, it's not."

Mother shook her head, her expression faded from her pupils, revealing an inexplicable meaning of vicissitudes: "Everyone thinks that the demon god was killed by our ancestors in a special way, but...the demon god is so powerful, except for the patriarch and the emperor, everyone else No one dares to say that it can be destroyed. The demon god approached the god wall back then, and our family has been responsible for guarding the god wall since ancient times, so no matter how strong the enemy is, we must fight it. Therefore, the ancestor brought this sword ... out of town."

Mother closed her eyes. Although she had never seen that period of history with her own eyes, she still had the powerlessness of looking up at the vast sea and the sky when she told it... She was already in the realm of human gods, and she was a leader among human cultivators. In terms of a powerful existence, she seems to be no different from a little girl like Xiaoyu, and this is also the root of the sense of powerlessness.

"The ancestor went out with the intention of dying, but on that day, he saw a scene that he would never forget. He didn't tell the posterity about that scene until he died, and asked them to hide it...Xiaoyu, you are me descendants, I can tell you what happened back then."

As soon as the words fell, the doors and windows of the Sword Tower were hit by an invisible wind and closed one after another, making the room dark.

Now that the matter has come to this point, no matter how stupid Xiaoyu is, she should realize the importance of the matter. She sat upright and listened attentively to what her mother had to say.

"The ancestor saw the evil god outside the city..."

Mother closed her eyes and continued: "The evil octopus-like legs are wrapped around the giant peak, and black stenchy mucus drips from its transparent to almost holy body, and the mountain peak is dissolved by him, becoming soft and soft. Transparent, like frozen water, there are stars in it. It has no facial features, and its fuzzy head is like a hexagram-shaped jellyfish, extending towards the sky. As soon as the ancestors approached it, the things they have experienced since childhood will appear in their minds. All the scenes are as subtle as his mother turning over when he was still a fetus. The ancestor is trapped in the memory and can't draw the sword at all... This is the real god, it doesn't even need to make a move, as long as you get close, you will be affected by it. "

"Then, what should we do then?" Hearing this, Xiaoyu felt oppressed as if he was on the scene.

"Just when the ancestor was desperate, he saw a person outside the city."

The mother continued to speak, and the words became mysterious: "It was a figure standing in the air, with black hair and a black dress, without boots, like a shadow hard embedded in the air, very unreal, she opened her hand , the ancestor couldn't control the sword in his hand, and it was held by her in a blink of an eye. The ancestor couldn't sense the girl's breath, but felt the fear of the space-time demon god. This powerful demon spit out a huge amount of white mist, trying to escape, but It couldn't escape, the sword burst out with unimaginable power, and cut through the space-time demon god and the heavy fog. When the fog dissipated, this demon god, who was invincible in the past, had been cut into three pieces, only the head was gone. .”

"This...so strong." Xiaoyu was speechless, "Who is that person..."

"I don't know." Mother shook her head: "But the god who can kill can only be another god, a higher-level god! But... the ancestors did hear her name in the fog—Miss. "

……

Miss……

Xiaoyu was inexplicably shocked, and at the same time, she also blushed.

The same lady, why is there such a big gap between me and her?
"Later, that lady disappeared together with the demon god's body. Only the sword remained. It had been sheathed and stuck on the top of the mountain. The ancestor retrieved it, but the sword became proud and could no longer be pulled out."

Mother looked at the sword enshrined in the sword building, and said the ending of this story.

"That is to say, there are still people outside the divine wall, is there another person who can be compared to the patriarch and the emperor..." Xiaoyu asked in a daze.

Mother nodded, put her hands on Xiaoyu's shoulders, rubbed her hair after staring at her for a while, and said, "Tell Xiaoyu about this, firstly, I will let you know these secrets sooner or later, secondly, I want to tell you You, this sword has killed evil gods... Although it has been purified countless times, I am still afraid that its evil nature will not disappear. It is very difficult for gods to be truly killed, especially freaks like the Time and Space Demon God... It will take every opportunity to be reborn, you, understand?"

"I, I know..." Xiaoyu nodded quickly, she knew that her mother was afraid that she would be polluted by the demon god of time and space, but... but how could the master be an evil god.

"Then Xiaoyu, tell me the truth, who are you talking to?" Mother's words became more and more serious.

"I..." Xiaoyu's eyes dodged, at a loss.

Mother's face moved closer, "Tell mother, who is the person hidden in the sword and what did he say to you?"

Xiaoyuhu fell to the ground, and the pink dress made her even more helpless. She sat on the ground, not daring to look directly into her mother's eyes. After a long time, she opened her mouth softly and said:
"Mother, I'm telling you the truth, don't laugh at me."

"Of course not." Mother said immediately.

"Actually... Actually, I was talking to myself." Xiaoyu finally opened his mouth coyly.

"Talking to yourself?" Mother was also a little surprised.

"Well... because no one spoke, Xiaoyu talked to himself." Xiaoyu said: "Mother saw it just now... There is a figure inside the sword, but he only appears occasionally, motionless, I will He imagined that he became his friend, and he would tell him everything in his heart."

The mother wanted to express doubts, but seeing her daughter's pitiful appearance, she couldn't bear to say the words of doubt. All she could feel was guilt.

"Mother, don't you believe what Xiaoyu said?" Xiaoyu said aggrievedly.

"I believe." Mother's heart relented, she folded her hands on her knees, and said: "In these years, mother has indeed been with you less.

"It's okay, I know mother and father are very busy...I will be sensible." Xiaoyu lowered her head.

In the end, she still didn't tell about Master.

Of course she knows that the evil god's matter is of great importance, and she also knows how it will affect the family if it is not handled properly, but this short five days of getting along with her has established her trust in Master, and she believes that Master is a good person...but mother is She forbids herself to have too much communication with strangers, so even if Master is a very good person, once she speaks out, it will be finished.

For the sake of the master-student friendship, she still chose to hide it.

Of course, Niangqin is not so easy to fool, she comforted Xiaoyu for a while and then touched the sword with her hand, she tapped it seemingly casually, but in fact she had connected her consciousness to it.

……

On Baixue Ridge, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were about to go down the mountain together.

Lin Shouxi looked at the girl in black clothes beside her. She was still so beautiful, but her appearance had not changed and her temperament had changed. She was no different from the girl Pai Ruo who argued with him in the dead city.

"Always watching what I do, do you want to kill me?" Mu Shijing turned his head, and calm words floated from his red lips, with inexplicable allure.

"Don't you remember me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing's eyebrows were full of confusion: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

What Lin Shouxi asked was of course a thousand years ago. Seeing Mu Shijing's reaction, he guessed that the other party hadn't remembered it yet.

"We shouldn't be enemies." Lin Shouxi said sincerely.

"Then what should it be? Are you still thinking about things from your childhood?" Mu Shijing was not far from him. When his eyes were narrowed, the fairy's cold face seemed to add a little charm.

What happened when I was a child... Naturally, it was the fact that they almost engaged in a baby kiss.

"Why are you acting like a witch now?" Seeing her expression, Lin Shouxi couldn't help shaking his head slightly.In his impression, Mu Shijing was cold and gentle, even gentle to the point of... stupid, but the one in front of him was clearly a goblin.

"It's happier this way." Mu Shijing let her hair be messy and didn't comb her sleeves. She looked at Lin Shouxi and said with a smile, "Could it be that you like Fairy Zhengdao better?"

Lin Shouxi knew that she was making fun of him. He looked at Mu Shijing's confident expression, and desperately hoped that her master would come down from the sky and give this young girl who was on the verge of going astray a lesson.

"I don't even like it." Lin Shouxi said lightly.Xiaohe is the only one in his heart.

"Really? It's absurd that the successor of the Hehuan Sect has kept his body like a jade." Mu Shijing shook his head slightly, his brows were full of teasing.

Lin Shouxi took a deep breath, and did not argue with her based on the mentality of friendship from thousands of years ago, but asked: "You really can't remember anything?"

"What do you want me to remember?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Thousands of years ago, we lived in the same courtyard. We would compete once a month. If you win, I will call you sister. If I win, you will call me brother. You...don't remember? "Lin Shouxi didn't deliberately conceal this. If the two of them are really like-minded, then there is no need to engage in unwarranted internal friction.

Mu Shijing frowned. She did recall an ancient memory in a coma. In her memory, she lived in a courtyard, and there was a barrier like water above the courtyard, but...

"I don't remember you." Mu Shijing shook his head, "You don't think you can fool me by making up a clumsy story?"

Lin Shouxi didn't know which part of her memory had a problem. He hesitated for a moment, but still took out his trump card: "Let me see your back."

"What did you say?!" Mu Shijing's expression stern.

Although she acted like a witch, she didn't have the essence of a witch after all. She even subconsciously tightened her skirt to cover the snowy skin on her neck.

"There are two very thin scars on your butterfly bone, just like the ones in the painting, right?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Mu Shijing stared at Lin Shouxi, his pupils flickered, his eyes were complicated, but he remained silent.

"Don't get me wrong, even if you stand in front of me with all your clothes on, I won't have any interest in you." Lin Shouxi added, "I just want to prove that I'm telling the truth."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that you guessed right when I look at you like this, but I'm a little surprised, because I never thought that you are this kind of person before."

The cold words came out from between the girl's teeth, and she showed a disappointed expression, "It's understandable for the young man to admire, but do you insist on using such clumsy lies? , Now it seems... hmph, back then I shouldn't have talked nonsense with you in the dead city, I just cut you off with a sword."

Lin Shouxi was even more surprised, "You really don't have a mark like a broken wing on your back?"

"Of course not." Mu Shijing's back was smooth and exquisite, like silk, how could there be any marks on it?
"Let me see." Lin Shouxi did not give up seeing the truth.

It was very rude for Mu Shijing to hear these words, "Who are you, why should I show you?"

When the two were arguing, Zhan Gong suddenly flickered.

Mu Shijing's attention was distracted, she glanced sideways, and asked curiously, "What's the matter with Zhan Palace?"

Lin Shouxi knew that it was Xiaoyu who sent the signal, but he was cautious and did not put his hand on it, but asked Mu Shijing:

"Didn't something like this happen when you held it?"

"Never."

"Maybe Zhan Palace is very happy to see the old master."

"Really? I don't think it looks like it recognizes me as the old master."

Mu Shijing narrowed his eyes, stared at Zhan Gong, thoughtfully, and said, "Can you show it to me?"

"You don't want to see it with me, why should I show you the sword?" Lin Shouxi flatly refused.

"rude!"

Mu Shijing bit her red lips, finally couldn't bear it any longer, she moved sideways, and pointed with her magic finger.

Lin Shouxi leaned back, and retreated subconsciously. Mu Shijing narrowly avoided Mu Shijing's finger like a crane flying into the clouds, sticking to his chest with a little remaining energy. Mu Shijing didn't pursue, but just slid down. Turning fingers into palms, he grabbed the Zhan Palace on Lin Shouxi's waist.

Lin Shouxi knew that Xiaoyu's mother might not have left, so this sword must not fall into Mu Shijing's hands. Similarly, Mu Shijing's sudden attack also aroused his fighting spirit. He recalled what he had learned in the past. Fist and palm skills, stand up and split palms, the bones of the hand make a crisp sound like a thunderbolt, to intercept the opponent's hand.

Lin Shouxi's well-knit hands collided with the girl's slender orchid fingers, fighting at a dizzying speed, all of which were moves from their past worlds.

In the sparse forest of remnant snow, the figures of boys and girls moved again. They were like running water and solid ice colliding together, entangled and melted, and almost became one.

The two fought regardless of the outcome, but they heard the wind of recruiting students and made fierce noises.

During this brief confrontation, Lin Shouxi changed dozens of boxing techniques in an attempt to block Mu Shijing out, but the facts proved that it is not as good as being proficient in one skill. Break all the rules.

She is already half a step into the golden state, and her state is slightly higher than Lin Shouxi's, so this exquisite fingering also showed a terrifying suppressing power. Lin Shouxi was forced to back away, and his moves were about to be used up, unless he drew the sword and Mu Shijing fights, otherwise he won't be able to take advantage.

But the Zhan Gong sword was still flashing, and he couldn't touch it for the time being.

"It was just a fluke that you won that night. Do you really think you are my opponent?" Mu Shijing said coldly, "You couldn't beat me in the dead city, and it's the same now."

Mu Shijing decided to take this opportunity to wash away the shame of that night.

"You witch..." Lin Shouxi was too tired to resist, but couldn't say anything harsh.

Dead City and Longlin Town, they both win and lose each other, and if they lose this round, they will be at a disadvantage again...

How could he still hold his head up like this?

But how could Mu Shijing be such a bully character as Xiaohe?
Mu Shijing's offensive was much more methodical, layered like petals, and unbroken like waves. She kept dismantling his defenses, and when Lin Shouxi finally showed his obvious flaws, she tapped again like a butterfly fluttering her fingers, directly attacking him. middle door.

This is the winner.

The more critical the victory was, the calmer Lin Shouxi became, and his mind suddenly became ethereal.In the hopeless situation where he could not retreat, he had a flash of inspiration and instinctively used the dragon-capturing hand.

This move is not special, but it has a strange suppressing power when facing dragons, but for some reason, Mu Shijing's inevitable finger was easily dismantled by this palm technique. Leakage of the gas engine may cause a collapse like a dike, let alone such a rough dismantling?

"What kind of sorcery is this?" Mu Shijing was shocked. She had three fingers broken in a row, and her figure couldn't help but drifted away before withdrawing, intending to draw her sword.

Lin Shouxi had the upper hand, how could he give up, his figure approached like thunder, and with a palm down, he pressed Mu Shijing's hand, and pressed the sword she was about to draw back into the sheath, and the sword exploded into thunder in the sheath.

Mu Shijing's moves were completely messed up. She wanted to resist, but her wrist was precisely grasped.

Lin Shouxi twisted her hand, dodged behind her, pressed her hand directly on her waist, and pushed her down on the snow.

Lin Shouxi didn't understand why his dragon-capturing hand had such a miraculous effect. Could it be that Mu Shijing also had dragon blood...

He thought of the scar on her butterfly bone again, and thought of the appearance of the red-eyed dragon waving its bone wings and soaring into the air, and his thoughts became more firm.

Untie her back later and see how she can deny it?
"Let go of me..." Mu Shijing struggled, but it was difficult to use his strength.

Black satin-like hair, thin white neck, beautiful back, graceful waist-hip curve and the beautiful legs exposed between the clothes, every detail of the girl's delicate body is unbelievably beautiful, and the slight struggle is even more important here. A sense of fragility is added between the coolness and beauty.

Lin Shouxi was not in a hurry to confirm his conjecture, but said: "Let me teach you a witch for your master first."

　Time is a little too late, first change and then change!

　　One thousand more words than yesterday!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)