Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 204 Finally Exited, The World Has Changed

The sky is blue and the sky is endless.

When the snow-white figure fell to the ground, Zhao Huai who was outside the wooden house was dumbfounded and asked in surprise:

"Are you the sword spirit of this sword?"

The face of the woman in white was fuzzy, but she could see her past beauty. She had plain hands and wrists, and there was a mark shining between her brows. She stared at Zhao Huai and said softly:
"Like, very similar."

Seeing the woman in front of him walking towards him gently, Zhao Huai felt inexplicable, but at this moment the woman in white slowly said:

"I am the remnant soul of the Immortal Sword, from the Ascension Realm. Now that you have broken through the Nascent Soul Realm, you are finally qualified to be my master."

"Wait, what is your origin in the Ascension Realm, and why do you appear in my dreams so often?"

Zhao Huai did not act rashly, but asked cautiously.

You must know that not all sword spirits are good. They have survived for thousands of years, each of them is very good, and it is not uncommon for sword spirits to devour their masters.

Before the white-clothed sword spirit spoke, a humming sound came from the air.

"Stinky boy, what's the matter with you? Such a big commotion!"

A huge black dragon body appeared in the clouds, uttering words and questioning.

"What? You really condensed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and broke through to Nascent Soul?!"

Ao Jiu felt Zhao Huai's aura, and Longan stared at the boss.

He thought it was impossible.

In the end, it was really made by Zhao Huai.

Did the two of them bet that he would end in failure?
"Ok?"

Suddenly, he saw the figure of the woman in white, and he was secretly puzzled.

A soaring sword energy shot towards him.

Sword Qi and Spiritual Qi intertwined, Ao Jiu felt a chill behind her back, and the source of power was obviously the woman in white in front of her.

He suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and he flung out the huge dragon's tail, wanting to fly the sword energy, but in the next second, the opponent had already reached the top of his head.

He swung the dark green fairy sword.

"Shh" sound.

A bloody sword mark was left on the black scale.

Ao Jiu, the noble demon emperor, couldn't stop the woman's sword.

Ao Jiu felt the killing intent of the woman in white, and her heart shuddered.

I don't know what the opponent is at all, but this swordsmanship looks familiar.

"This sword qi was learned from Yan Zu 500 years ago."

Ao Jiulong said with an extremely serious face.

"The demon dragon is causing trouble, damn it."

The woman in white turned into a ray of light and charged towards the black dragon again.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Huai on the ground couldn't help dissuading him: "I can keep this dragon for a long time, stop it!"

Hearing this, the woman in white stopped her hands, but the momentum of the sword in her hand scared Ao Jiu to the ground.

He is a majestic demon emperor of the seventh realm, with 10 years of practice, but he is no match for a sword spirit?
Ao Jiu guessed that this woman should be Yanzu's acquaintance 500 years ago, and they have a deep relationship.

Right now, in order to survive, he also had to compromise.

"Thank you, Shangxian, for your mercy!"

He can't be blamed for being bullying and shy, the main reason is that the origin of this sword spirit is too terrifying. He has a faint feeling that this fairy sword was used by some immortal in the sky.

"It's okay to spare your life." The woman in white put no expression on her face, slowly retracted her sword, and said lightly:

"Let go of the sea of ​​consciousness and sign a contract."

"with him."

The woman pointed directly at Zhao Huai.

"This"

Ao Jiu was slightly taken aback, and stayed where she was.

The opponent wants him to obey and completely become the opponent's pawn?

From this point of view, isn't it really a mount?

Zhao Huai stepped forward, and when he heard these words, he realized a little bit.

Know her intentions.

Several fairy swords have made great progress since Jiange came out with him, and the most outstanding performance among them is this dark green fairy sword, which has a high degree of affinity.

It seems that this sword spirit has experienced something and knows a lot.

But the strength of the opponent is so strong, how can the remnant soul be trapped in the fairy sword.

Zhao Huai didn't dare to think about how powerful an enemy she had encountered.

He looked at Ao Jiu and said with a smile:

"You are trapped here, all your abilities are useless, why don't you sign a contract with me, and continue the power of Xuanqiong."

Ao Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "It's not enough for me to be sealed by Yanzu for hundreds of years. Now I have to be your mount. How can I accept this?"

Facing the sword power of the woman in white, he still said this.

"The end point of practice is nothing more than longevity and happiness. If you hold on to your grievances, you can only stay in this small world for the rest of your life. I just told you that. Now that I have broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, I will still be able to transform into a god and cross the catastrophe." Far? Either become my mount, or die alone."

Zhao Huai hugged his chest, stretched out a hand, pointed at the small world, and smiled.

Heilong Aojiu was silent for a long time without speaking.

Looking at the woman in white with no expression on her face, she felt a little trembling in her heart.

It took a long time before the answer was given.

"Okay, I promise you, but my life is also my life. There can be no abuse regulations in the contract, and you can't let me die."

The woman in white said lightly:
"Prisoner, you have no choice, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms."

Zhao Huai felt the sword power of the woman in white, and the pressure was also great. It seemed that she really regarded herself as the master. If the other party really turned against the sword master, it would be easy.

after that.

Zhao Huai and Ao Jiu let go of their sea of ​​consciousness, and with the flickering stars, they outlined invisible rules, and the heaven and earth proved that the contract was completed.

Zhao Huai left a soul imprint on the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

If the other party wants to kill him, or has some crooked thoughts, he can break Ao Jiulong's soul with just one thought.

all done.

The woman in white looked at Zhao Huai, stretched out her hand, and couldn't help touching his fair face, her eyes flashed with remembrance.

"you"

Zhao Huai looked puzzled.

"It doesn't matter who I am, you just need to know that I will accompany you until the day you ascend."

An ethereal and cold voice sounded, and the white-clothed sword spirit left behind these words, and in a blink of an eye escaped into the dark green fairy sword.

It seems that working hard for a while is also extremely exhausting.

Zhao Huai thought for a moment, then looked at the black dragon Ao Jiu who hesitated to speak, and said with a light smile:
"Don't worry, follow me, I won't treat you badly."

"Didn't you want the fairy medicine to restore the injury, here, take it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Huai took out a white peach fairy fruit from Xuan Jie and threw it at Ao Jiu.

Ao Jiu was just thinking about how to speak, but in the blink of an eye, the elixir was in his hands, and he snorted coldly:

"Don't think that a fairy medicine can buy me off!"

Zhao Huai smiled, didn't take it seriously, and then murmured to himself:

"It's been 30 years, it's time to go out."

The spirit stones that have been hoarded for a long time are almost used up, there is really not one left, it can be said that Zhao Huai can't get any spirit stones from him now.

Accompanied by a whirlwind, Zhao Huai appeared in the quiet mountains and plains.

He climbed to the top of the mountain, looked at the neat and symmetrical palaces, and his consciousness spread out immediately.

After breaking through to Nascent Soul Realm, the range of spiritual consciousness has increased by leaps and bounds. It can cover a large city in a few steps, which is already very wide.

Now the entire Daxia Palace remains quiet, but there are much fewer troops in the city than before.

Zhao Huai didn't know how many years had passed, but he could sense that someone did not appear in his consciousness.

"Madam isn't in the imperial city?"

Zhao Huai was in a state of confusion, many buildings in the imperial city had changed their appearance, the imperial army guarding the imperial city had also changed, and some shops had also closed down, but the number of monks had increased a lot because of it.

So, how long has he practiced?

(End of this chapter)