long night walk

Chapter 780 Dead Sword, Living Sword

The atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying air mechanism oscillated, and the purple electricity runes on the thirteen soul cones rattled uncomfortably!

Bai Lian felt his body explode suddenly!The air hole exploded!The spiritual power node collapsed!The oncoming invisible air machine surged, layer upon layer.

The dormant dragon scales on Bailong's body were stimulated to stand upside down one by one, and in a chaotic space, Bai Lian's body bounced heavily.

Hitting Bailong's face, it hurts unceasingly.

Its eyes were deep and incomprehensible, as if it didn't understand why he wanted to die like this.

Bai Lian coughed up the blood that flowed backwards, and his hand holding the sword was a little unsteady.

He raised his eyes from the turbulent wind, and the terrifying aura gradually calmed down.

That green dress was like a breeze passing through the hall, with wide sleeves and narrow waist, and the outside of the skirt was covered with a layer of water-colored palace gauze, which swayed up and down in the radiance, like a blue lotus lantern.

Cang Nanyi's face was calm, and her whole body was full of spiritual energy. She casually raised her hand and brushed a strand of dark blue soft hair behind her ear, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, elegant and unparalleled.

Her eyes were still and deep, clear and translucent, as if a spring rain had melted in them, and she couldn't see any strange emotions: "I think about it again, but it's not appropriate."

Although she still looked gentle and beautiful, the faint smile that had always been on the face of the Empress Dowager disappeared without a trace when Bai Lian hugged her.

Bai Lian wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips, smiled helplessly, and said, "Your Majesty is holy."

The gods do not know the suffering of the mortal world, and the gods cannot understand the feelings of mortals.

Sure enough, how does this god who is more respected than the clouds get used to the warm affection of ordinary people.

Although this Kunlun God Lord seems gentle and tolerant on the surface, the heart of a saint is beyond the world, and he does not involve in love or disturb the world. Gods never show mercy to the world.

Under her warm and clear eyes, what Bai Lian could see was only the coldness of the heart.

"You are very smart." Cang Nanyi once again gave Bai Lian a very high evaluation.

She raised one arm, and Bai Lian's body floated up gently, coming in front of her.

Looking at each other, the fragrance of grass leaves on her body smelled very pleasant, and her pure and cold eyes were startlingly cold: "It's also very bold."

Under such gazes, Bai Lian's body was slightly stiff. This woman clearly did not show any killing intent, but she had a more dangerous sense of oppression than the demon Lord Aluo.

She smiled softly again, but the smile was very shallow, and there was no trace before it reached the bottom of her eyes.

"Although I have accepted a favor from someone and promised her not to kill you, I can still ignore you as a corpse. But today, it seems that you dare to be so rebellious, and you dare to pounce on me, what else is you?" I dare not, huh?"

In the last soft question, the clear lingering sound was slightly raised, which was inexplicably confusing.

As she said, Bai Lian was really bold. He looked into her eyes without any taboo, and asked softly, "Why did you choose me?"

Whether it is in Xianling City or now.

Even Bai Lian would not naively think that she simply needs him to be her child.

"There are really too many reasons for this."

Cang Nanyi's tone was very calm, but his eyes were extremely deep: "For example, you are the Lord of Six Rivers, for example, you chose Tiance Junshan in the treasure house of the inner city, for example, the half of the water god source on your body, Let's say..."

She turned her eyes slightly, looked at Bai Lian carefully from beginning to end with a half-smile, and said: "Your soul is the most special and interesting one among the six realms I have ever seen."

Bai Lian's brain exploded, and his entire scalp became numb.

She already knew that he was the Lord of Six Rivers? !
Since ancient times, the war between the immortals and demons has continued to this day, and the Lord of the River of the Demon Realm has always been an important evil in the eyes of these venerable immortals, and there is no reason to let it go.

The corpse demon and the Lord of the Demon River, no matter how you look at it, are symbols of evil that are incompatible with the immortal world.

She knew that she still intended to accept him as her son.

This Kunlun God Lord, even Bai Lian couldn't help but admire her grand thought.

As for Ce Junshan and the soul form that day...

What's the other way around?
Cang Nanyi suddenly tapped his finger in the air, and the Tiance Junshan sword in Bai Lian's hand trembled, and it came out, lying horizontally between the two.

I saw that the half-dead inscription on the sword body was ignited brightly, exuding a brilliance like a cold moon.

Bai Lian raised his surprised gaze.

Cang Nanyi said succinctly: "This Heavenly Policy Junshan is from the hand of this deity."

Bai Lian was surprised: "Your Majesty is saying that you forged the Tian Ce Junshan Sword by yourself?"

He had never heard that the Kunlun God Lord could forge swords?
Cang Nanyi's eyes fell on Tiance's Junshan sword, his clear eyes gradually darkened, and his tone suddenly became distant.

"In the early years when the deity developed spiritual consciousness, he was very interested in refining weapons. The Tiance Junshan sword was the first sword and the last sword forged by the deity. As an incomplete and incomplete The inferior product was born in the world, and since then, this deity has never been involved in the art of refining."

When talking about the Tiance Junshan Sword, Bai Lian found that there was a wave of turmoil in the peaceful heart of the Empress Junhuang.

Not like regret, nor like sentimental.

It's just a slight strange feeling.

Because when she said that she was interested in the way of refining weapons, her tone was very flat.

It was so plain that it seemed that he had already forgotten that he still had such a hobby back then. If he hadn't seen the existence of Tiance Junshan Sword today, it would be difficult to recall it.

Whether it's the refining tool that interferes with Tiance's Junshan sword, it's all an unimportant bit of youthful memory that she has forgotten.

So, what is the cause of this strange emotional turmoil?
Baili quietly looked at the incomplete inscription on the sword, and suddenly spread his palm, beckoning: "Tian Ce Junshan, come here."

Under the control of Cang Nanyi's mind, Tiance Junshan buzzed and hummed, as if awakened from a heavy and tired sleep.

Slowly again... returned to Bailian's palm.

Cang Nanyi's gaze finally changed in surprise, and he lifted his eyelashes and looked at Bai Li'an.

The energy exuded from Bai Lian's body seemed to be in sync with the breath of the sword, and he said softly, "But I don't think the Tiance Junshan Sword is a defective product."

Cang Nanyi thought his statement was ridiculous: "The Tian Ce Junshan Sword cannot possess spirits."

A sword that cannot possess spirits is not called a spirit sword, even ordinary treasures can be used to fly with the sword, but Tian Ce Junshan can't.

Not to mention that the sword of the immortal is in the middle of the finger, and the spirit can be controlled for thousands of miles, and the ghost can be killed without a trace.

Tian Ce Junshan is the most ordinary sword, it can blow hair and break hair, and it is unstoppable.

But what's the use of that?
However, Bai Lian shook his head and said: "Whoever stipulates that the sword must be possessed by spirits. One way of the sword is to cultivate the innate vitality, and then to forge the realm. Although the sword and the sword spirit are one, but I think that in the world The sword spirit raised in the sword is the second thing."

Cang Nanyi narrowed his eyes, his tone was no longer soft, but a bit more low-key: "Go on."

Bai Li'an raised his sword and flicked the blade with his fingers.

The sword in his hand also gave a response, making a clear clang, and the sound of the sword chant was lingering, a voice Cang Nanyi had never heard before.

"I thought that if you were born with a sword spirit, you should raise your sword again instead of plundering it."

Cang Nanyi showed a laughing expression, but his eyes were cold, and his expression was desolate for a while: "You mean plunder?"

"That's right, plunder, the spirit of the demon predator, the sword of the lonely monk, the immortal lord wished to cut all the demons with a seal, and the law established the world. It sounds good to give the world's demon cultivators a path to ascension, but I hope that the world will be unified and all things will be equal. .

But this equality is based on the fact that if the demon wants to ascend, he must first sacrifice his life and soul, and feed them all into the cold weapon.

If the owner of the weapon ascends, the demon will ascend, and if the owner of the weapon dies, the demon will perish. "

"But I think that the true way of cultivating a sword is to use one's own soul as a guide, blood as a sacrifice, speak with the sword, and transform the sword into a spirit.

Birds, animals, flowers and plants in the world can still become spirit stones for demon birth. Since there are ancient sayings by the World Honored One that all things have spirits, I think that every sword that is just out of the oven is actually alive. "

Bai Lian's eyelashes were lowered, and his expression was lonely: "There is no such thing as the sea, but there is no way to wait for the fireflies. There is no such thing as sunlight, to wait for the fireflies. People snatch it to raise the sword, and it seems that the sun is at the height of the sky, but I think it is the end of the world.

Demon spirits are easy to raise, and they become strong when they enter the sword, but when they become weaker and weaker, the real sword spirit dies.

Why does the empress think that through the ages, there are very few people with a clear sword heart?Is it too talented?In fact, it is not the case, but the swords cultivated by the people of the world are all dead swords. "

The Immortal Venerable wished the swordsmanship established by Zhan to be in the world, to set mountains and rivers, and to secure Wandao.

In Bai Li'an's mouth, it became a foolish act that would kill all swords in the world.

What a paradox!

"Great treason." Hearing this, the beautiful Kunlun God Master gave only a lazily raised eye.

Bai Lian smiled lightly, still not showing his sharpness, but there seemed to be an indescribable arrogance in his voice.

He lowered his eyes and stroked his sword, and there was an indescribably peaceful aura: "The music makes you taller, and your harmony makes you widowed. People of the world, you can know my heart."

"It's a good one whose song makes it taller, and its harmony makes it weaker." Cang Nanyi looked at the rebellious corpse demon in front of him.

Unaware of his life and death, he was so arrogant and arrogant that he classified the immortals and the common people into the same level. This sentence alone is enough to make him die without regret!

It's just that this little guy really gave her different senses and experiences every time.

Clearly the last time he was in Xianling City, the wine shop was stingy, Cang Nanyi clearly felt that he was just an overly clean and clear person, not suitable for rolling around in the secular world, let alone getting involved in this eternal chaos of immortals and demons.

Now after some in-depth conversation, I found that such a young man who looked like a mountain spring, after tasting it carefully, turned out to be an extremely throat-burning strong wine.

Cang Nanyi raised his brows lightly: "According to what you said, this Tiance Junshan sword, which has been abandoned by the deity for hundreds of thousands of years, is actually a peerless sword that is one in a million?"

Bai Li'an rubbed his nose and said, "Your Majesty, why bother to trick me into flattering you."

Cang Nanyi finally couldn't stop laughing lowly, the smile filled his eyes, as if the sky filled with stars were falling into those eyes, like a painting: "Little guy, you are really a wonderful person."

It could be seen that the Lord God Master became more and more satisfied with Bai Lian. She stepped on the divine light and led Bai Lian to land on the corner of the white dragon. They sat on a dragon horn and looked at each other.

"It's a good destination for this sword to fall into your hands."

Bai Lian folded Tiance Junshan on his knees, and gradually got used to casual conversations with this unpredictable empress:
"Just now you mentioned the soul phase, but you don't know what it is? Why did you say that my soul phase is different from other people's?"

Cang Nanyi said: "People have skin and bones, so they naturally have a soul. The skin is in the shape, the bone is concerned, but the soul is complicated. It symbolizes too many things, such as cause and effect, luck, spirituality, Dao and meaning are all viewed with the soul.

Everyone in the six realms has a soul image. When I was in Xianling City, I saw your soul image once, but saw that your soul image was pure and empty, without any real cause and effect.

This deity only regards you as dead and soulless, as it should be, but looking at it today, your soul is extremely complicated now. "

As she spoke, she waved her arm lightly, and a clear and bright mirror hung in front of Bai Li'an.

What was reflected in the mirror was not the appearance of Bai Lian, but the outline of a lamp with extremely complicated colors.

Among them, the outline of a corner of the white dragon's soul is faintly illuminated, which is the appearance of a translucent soul body.

As for his soul, the white part is extremely pale, and the black part is extremely mysterious. There is a half-finger-long golden ancient seal imprinted on the Baihui acupuncture point under the ear, faintly.

The body is pitch black and pale white, entangled with chaotic numerology and evil obstacles, like a black python-like mist emanating from the bones, winding around the whole body.

Looking down from the neck, the Shenyuan pendant on the chest is no longer crimson, but azure blue like the galaxy in the sky, and the immortal tears printed between the collarbones turned into a piece of silver snow and fell there.

Further down, the mountain seal and the city seal are overlapped in the right hand, and there is still a mass of light intertwined with green and gold buried in the depth of the right hand, silently unknown what it is.

Further down, Ah Rao's name and demon name are clearly displayed, which are dark red.

Seeing this, Bai Lian's originally confused mood was suddenly blocked, his head was full of black lines, and his expression seemed to be speechless.

He raised his eyes and looked at the God Master Empress who had grown older than him by how many rounds.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Cang Nanyi clearly knew what he was embarrassed about, but pretended not to know, and raised his chin: "What's wrong?"

Bai Li'an: "May I ask you a question, is the ability to observe the appearance of the soul, even the powerful immortals are impressive?"

Cang Nanyi's eyes were meaningful: "It's not true, this is a kind of supernatural power that I comprehended in my spare time, and among the six realms, others don't know it."

What a wicked supernatural power this is!
Bai Lian ground his teeth, swung his sword, and shattered the mirror.

Cang Nanyi didn't intend to spare him, and his chin was raised even higher: "I heard that the new demon king of the demon world has robbed a king's husband? It is the master of Liuhe.

Now it can be seen that our lord of Xianling City has suffered a lot in the devil world. How about it, if you are willing to go to Kunlun to practice Taoism with this deity, this deity will love you once and help you get back the place from that little bird, for you How about letting out a bad breath? "

　It's too late, it's almost twelve o'clock, and I still have a thousand to miss, I'm a little bit stuck, I'll make up tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)