My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 217 Long Song and Sword Return, Go Home

"No one is allowed to go, obediently wait here for me."

Lan Chen and the others didn't know the inside story, but they knew it with the medicine.

The sword at the top of the Cangjian Pavilion is not the Zhenge sword, but suppressed by the magic circle of the Cangjian Pavilion.

The owner of the sword is rumored to be a demigod powerhouse at the peak of the Hidden God.

Even if the immortal is here, if the opponent wants to take the sword, he can only watch.

Xiao Guanfeng hid in the clouds.

Gently protruding the right palm, the mighty spiritual power instantly condensed into a golden giant palm and pressed it away, pointing directly at the Long Song Sword on the top of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

The Long Song Sword has been bound here for more than three thousand years, and the sword spirit is extremely sad. Feeling the master's call, it struggles with all its might, trying its best to confront the magic circle that suppresses it.

Back then, the Long Song Sword was blocked inside the giant sword by the coercion of the Unnamed Heavenly Dao.

The giant sword, the hidden sword pavilion, the warning bell, the wind chimes, and the sword mound are the positions to suppress the Changgejian.

Under the terrifying suction force urged by the big golden palm, the entire Gumu Peak trembled violently from the bottom of the peak, and the turbulent suction seemed to uproot the entire mountain.

Even so, the suppression formation still refused to compromise.

The Zangjian Pavilion, which resembles an exquisite pagoda, is interspersed with shimmering lines vertically and horizontally, forming a mysterious suppressive force.

The streamer shuttled quickly on the lines, and the runes also flowed and flickered crazily.

Xiao Guanfeng's eyes darkened, and spiritual power gushed out, straight up pulling up the highest mountain of Ling Jianzong and lifting it into the air.

"Boom! Boom!"

As the giant golden palm shook, the mountain crumbled into flying ash.

The solitary Tibetan Sword Pavilion floated in the air, as if a military order had been issued, it would rather die than submit, and it was tightly trapped in the long singing sword in the giant sword.

The Tibetan Sword Pavilion on the thirteenth floor was sucked into the giant palm.

The giant golden palm shook suddenly.

Carrying the painstaking efforts of countless ancestors of Ling Jianzong, hiding countless books of Ling Jianzong's spells, and the Tibetan Sword Pavilion that Ling Jianzong's disciples are most proud of.

Since then, it has ceased to exist.

The hidden sword pavilion is broken!
The warning bell is broken!
Listen to the broken wind chimes!
The golden giant sword on the top of the pavilion was also shattered!

The connection between Jianzhong and Cangjian Pavilion is broken!

A golden long sword was like a flying bird. After circling a few times in the air, it jumped into the clouds.

Looking at the gray and yellow smoke and dust in the sky, Ling Jianzong was shrouded in layers of haze that covered the sky and the sun. The disciples were heartbroken and lost their direction for a while, not knowing what to do next.

"Fourth Master Uncle," Lan Chen called out to the only elder at the scene with a trembling voice, "Our Ling Jianzong...is ruined!"

Hold the medicine and look in the direction of Gumu Peak.

There is no green peak there, and the flying monks form a grand canyon under the attack of the two peaks on the left and right.

"The one who should come can't hide, the sky in the upper world has changed."

Hold the medicine Qi Qiran.

"But Master Nephew Lan, don't worry. Hundreds of years ago, the Immortal Master and the Sword Sect Master had copied all the classics in the Cangjian Pavilion. The Cangjian Pavilion was destroyed, but the Lingjian Sect passed on."

After a short period of sadness, he took medicine and patted Lan Chen's shoulder to comfort him.

in the cloud.

The Long Song Sword stopped at the owner's hand, warm palms caressed the sword body, and the uneven and uneven patterns on the sword regained its brilliance.

The bursts of sword sounds startled the cold, and the sound shattered the clouds.

"Changge, how are you?" Xiao Guanfeng said with emotion.

Ding--

From the sound of the sword, Xiao Guanfeng heard the unwillingness and resentment of the old man, as well as his unswerving determination to point the sword at the sky until death.

Spiritual consciousness invaded the sword, and the sword spirit was hovering on the tip of the sword, quietly waiting for the arrival of the master.

Coincidentally, the sword spirit of the Changge Sword was also nurtured by the owner with a drop of heart and soul.

This is also one of the reasons why he loves Xiaohua so much.

When Changgejian is not around, seeing Xiaohua is like seeing her own sword spirit. Even though they have different temperaments, they will still have an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Master, Changge wants to go home."

Changge Sword Spirit was a little sad.

It was born in Xiaolan Mountain, grew up in Xiaolan Mountain, fought desperately for the mission of Xiaolan Mountain all its life, and was finally suppressed because of the fall of Xiaolan Mountain.

I don't know if those little buddies of the tool spirit still exist in the world?

"it is good."

Xiao Guanfeng flashed into the space and carried Yun Chi out.

Draw a protective barrier on her body, and fly to Xiaolan Mountain with her Yujian in his arms.

Changgejian was trapped in the hidden sword pavilion for a long time, and he must have missed the taste of freedom very much. Therefore, he did not take it into his body, but flew with it.

Talk to it.

By the way, introduce the hostess to it.

Knowing that it was Yunchi who rescued his master, Changgejian was very satisfied with the mistress, and even more satisfied when he learned that her weapon spirit seed was also blood.

Half a day after Xiao Guanfeng left Ling Jianzong, Shi Jingxue hurried back to Luoxueling.

However, the black stone tablet has returned to tranquility, and nothing can be seen.

Spiritual consciousness drifted towards the 36th peak, wanting to check the long sword sealed in the Tibetan Jiange, but suddenly found that Gu Mufeng had disappeared out of thin air, and the long sword was also missing.

"Xianzun, you are back."

Holding the medicine, snot and tears, worried, it took a lot of effort to describe clearly what happened in Gumu Peak.

Facing the devastated ruins of Gumu Peak, Shijing's snowy eyes are cold and windy.

Rumor has it that the strongest person in the Holy Sect of Xiaolan Mountain is not the suzerain Xiao Shiqing, but Xiao Shiqing's third son.

That child inherited the position of head of the family early at an age of weak crown, and was respected by the people of Xiao Lanshan as a person who fights against the sky.

This child's whereabouts are unpredictable, and almost no one has seen his appearance.

After Xiaolan Mountain was destroyed, there were only two of the 40 people in the entire Xiaolan Mountain who were lucky enough to be suppressed by Heaven.

One is Xiao Shiqing's broken umbrella.

Another thing is the long sword sealed on the top of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

If his guess is correct, this sword must belong to Xiao Shiqing's third son, that is, the sword of the man fighting for heaven.

……

When Xiao Guanfeng returned to the secret place of Xiaolan Mountain with Yunchi and Changgejian, Shen Zhao also returned from Dueryuan.

Seeing the golden and ostentatious Changge Sword, Shen Zhao smiled and stepped forward to reward it with a blow.

Changgejian was in a hurry.

"咻" flew towards Shen Zhao's forehead, the sword light soared, intending to give him a sword in the head and send him to the blue sky.

Dangdang!
When Shen Zhao's life tool Duchenji saw his little friend, he didn't wait for his master's call, and rushed out of his master's body. The six-foot long halberd burst out with silver light, and fought with the Changge sword.

The battlefield also moved from above Shen Zhao's head to high altitude.

Back then, Xiao Guanfeng and Shen Zhao cultivated their natal weapon spirit at the same time.

Before the sword spirit of Changge Sword was implanted into the long sword, Xiao Guanfeng handed over the sword spirit to Shen Zhao to take care of it for a long time.

Shen Zhao is both a father and a mother, and he leads two little Qilings who have just entered the world to find spirit grass and spirit beasts to eat. In the process of fighting for food, the two little Qilings also establish a revolutionary friendship that will never die. .

The Changge Sword and the Duchen Halberd refused to give in to each other, and the fight was in full swing.

The two masters were not surprised by this, and they were too lazy to talk to each other.

Shen Zhao poked his head into Xiao Guanfeng's arms and let out a heh heh.

"Abducting someone while he's unconscious, tsk, it's not proper." Shen Zhao shook his head with a playful smile.

Xiao Guanfeng looked indifferent, "She is my wife, she should come back."

"Come on!" Shen Zhao waved his hands in disgust.

"How did I hear that you were the one who abducted me last time, and because of this, my younger siblings fought against the subordinates."

Shen Zhaoyi pointedly glanced at Xiao Xiaogong with a cold face, "If the family is really voluntary, why don't you grant her the Xiao Clan Seal, so that she can come and go freely, right?"

Xiao Guanfeng didn't like the word "abduction".

Thinking of the endless thoughts of the woman in his arms, Xiao Guanfeng glanced at Shen Zhao, who was trembling with flowers and branches.

Warning, "You'd better not show up in front of her!"

After finishing speaking, he passed the unknown man in black and flew towards the bedroom.

Not flying fast enough to hear someone bantering loudly at the top of their voices.

"I said, people shed blood and tears for you, but you want to avenge your kindness and set yourself on fire..."

As an elder brother, Shen Zhao conscientiously fulfills his elder brother's duties to the end!

Never let my brother go astray!
(End of this chapter)