I Honor

Bixia Yuanjun’s Doubts

Jiang Zhiwei wiped the long sword, wiped off the stained blood, and walked side by side with Meng Qi: “You, are you okay?”

She paused for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, after all, Meng Qi’s left shoulder injury was caused by her.

“It’s nothing serious, it’s just a flesh woundAt most, the meridian was injured by the last sword qi burst. I have taken Baicao Dan just now, and it won’t take long for it to recover. “Meng Qi gave a word of relief, then smiled and said: “If it wasn’t for your sword coming out of nowhere, I struggled and hesitated for a while, I would be useless if I didn’t die. ”

Meng Qi was quite relieved to see that Jiang Zhiwei could still remember himself after being “obsessed”, and hesitated when he made a killer move.

Jiang Zhiwei was half afraid and half emotional, and blushed a little: “Before, it was like being in a nightmare from which I couldn’t wake up. Everything in the dream was hazy, in a trance, and I didn’t remember anything. The desire to kill, the longing for killing, even when encountering familiar things, due to the slowness of similar thoughts, he can’t control his body. When he uses the sword to express himself, this feeling becomes stronger and finally affects beyond the dream. ”

“You remember being enchanted, I’m flattered.” Meng Qi joked, and said a little seriously: “If you meet other people, maybe you’ll be in trouble.”

“Perhaps it was a big mistake.” Jiang Zhiwei used the words that Meng Qi deliberately avoided.

“Anyway, it’s over, don’t worry about it.” Meng Qi quickly changed the subject, “I thought Senior Su would give you something to protect you, so that the primordial demonic consciousness can’t invade.”

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, “Actually, there is.”

She paused and continued: “But it may not be effective for encounters similar to consciousness possession. After all, if it is not a reincarnation mission, possessing me is of no value to the enemy. If you want to use this to sneak into Xijian Pavilion, you will not escape Master’s eyes. If you look at your memory, stealing the Supreme Sword Sutra is only limited to what I have comprehended.”

“Also, Master is very secretive about this matter, and I don’t know what it is, so I never rely on it.”

“To be honest, with Zhiwei’s will and sword heart, if it weren’t for the Dharma body state when Yuanmo was at its peak, it is almost at the level of a master now, and the ray of consciousness that emerges can’t possess you at all, and it will be directly captured by the sword intent. Grind it.” Meng Qi was afraid that this matter would damage Jiang Zhiwei’s self-confidence. So there is this saying.

Jiang Zhi smiled lightly: “But it can’t compare to you who have a few spiritual mysteries and the green lamp in front of the Buddha. I thought I would also learn another spiritual mystery after this mission is over, but by then most of my senses have been fully opened, and I can Directly practice the method of condensing the brow-center orifice point in the Taishang Sword Sutra.”

She has almost touched the last natural acupoint, and she will open the retreat only after the task is over.

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhiwei’s eyes wandered, looked around, and pretended to be looking for a companion: “Little monk. When Zhenwu suspected the tomb, you used it to evoke my memory, and this time you used it to stimulate my soul. what did you see?”

this problem. She has been holding back for a while, who didn’t order

Meng Qi coughed lightly: “The Chicken Butcher Sword God.”

Pfft, Jiang Zhiwei had a straight face at first, and wanted to snort. But I couldn’t help but laugh: “This is the first nickname in my life.”

“Ah Xijiange seniors and seniors, I have never given you a nickname.” Meng Qi was quite surprised. Isn’t nicknames a long-standing hobby of human beings?

Jiang Zhiwei said with emotion: “Although I feel that I am still cheerful. But maybe the master’s reputation is too great, and my talent is also considered to be outstanding. Other elders are fond of me but not close, and disciples of the same generation are respectful but not close. Plus, there are few words of intimacy.”

Geniuses also have troubles of geniuses! Meng Qi secretly sighed.

The two didn’t say any more, they stopped talking consciously, and devoted themselves to finding their companions and guarding against sneak attacks.

After rescuing Jiang Zhiwei first, Meng Qi was full of confidence in the follow-up. As long as he didn’t meet the three of them at the same time, he could win the battle without any danger.

After walking for a while, a figure flashed from behind the mountain wall in front of him, holding a dark gold long sword, with a jade tree facing the wind, and a man of noble aura. It was Zhao Heng, the Fifth Prince of Jin Dynasty.

At the same time, he also saw Meng Qi and the two, their footsteps stopped, their aura rose, and their posture was spread out, as if they were connected with the surrounding mountains and rivers, and they were very alert.

“Brother Zhao, you’re fine.” Meng Qi noticed that Zhao Heng’s eyes were clear, and he didn’t look like he was possessed by a primordial demon.

Zhao Heng asked in a deep voice, “You have not been possessed by the primordial demon.”

Haha, Meng Qi raised his head and laughed loudly, “A mere primordial demon can possess me.”

This will make Zhao Heng believe even more.

Looking at the green lantern in front of the Buddha hanging on Meng Qi’s chest, and feeling his strong self-confidence and “satisfaction”, Zhao Heng relaxed a little: “The primordial demon split a ray of consciousness and tried to possess me. A secret treasure, let them annihilate each other.”

What is just right? I’m afraid there are several secret treasures. Meng Qi slandered according to different situations, and felt the style of a local tyrant.

Then he held the green lantern in front of the Buddha in his hand: “Fourth Lord, no, Fifth Lord, be careful with the Ten Thousand Years Ship, and please take the light of the blue lantern. If there is any remaining demonic consciousness and filthy air, it will be difficult to cover up your tracks.” .”

This blue lantern illuminates the world in the ten directions, reaching everything, and it is hard to hide the traces of magic.

Hearing that Meng Qi changed his address casually, although he used “Master”, he didn’t show any respect at all, and his tone was like a hooker and a friend, Zhao Heng’s face twitched, and he nodded, “That’s fine, I can see it too. Let’s see if you have any remaining primordial demonic consciousness.”

This is not something you can believe if you just say it. Once you are deceived, your life is in danger.

The blue lamp becomes bigger, the light is like beans, shaking slightly, the light penetrates all directions, falls on the body, warmWarm and clean, there was a bright yellow light hidden on Zhao Heng’s body, but there were no traces of primordial consciousness and dirty devilish energy, neither did Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng breathed a sigh of relief: “The reason why I am so on guard is because I met Yushu just now, and was almost controlled by Longyin Cangmang, turning into the flesh and blood of a demon, and I finally got rid of it.”

Snack Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei glanced at each other, and they both saw each other’s joy: “Where does she have a green lamp in front of the Buddha, which can help her get rid of the primordial demon consciousness?”

Zhao Heng didn’t hesitate, turned around and left: “I will lead the way.”

The three of them circled the pitch-black mountain peak covered with a faint glass luster, and as they went a little deeper, the magic roar chanting became clearer.

A green light fell and went straight into the deep cave. Bixia Yuanjun sprayed a faint glow from his nostrils, covering his whole body, and stood motionless against the mountain wall.

When I was young, a tyrannical and domineering aura approached. Its demonic aura soared to the sky. It was hard to control the filthy feeling just by feeling it, but it was also mixed with a strong sense of Zen. Gore and other emotions.

Bixia Yuanjun has stopped absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth through the pores of his body, treating himself as a dead person.

The breath paused near the cave, and then moved away.

Bixia Yuanjun heaved a sigh of relief, only to feel that the forehead under the mask was densely covered with cold sweat, how could such an accident occur

I only killed two evil spirits at half a step outside, and was about to fly back to the entrance. As a result, the black hurricane was overwhelming, and there was no place to hide. There was even a ray of consciousness of the original demon in the wind

Although this had no effect on him, when the wind stopped, he found that he accidentally entered the core, encountered the terrible monster just now, almost died on the spot, and managed to escape.

How could there be such a sudden change? I haven’t done anything yet! Bixia Yuanjun can know from the collected information that there should be no similar changes in the fragments of the demon world, unless the original demon is completely awakened, but it is obviously not yet time

She waited for the breath to completely go away, frowning and thinking about the cause of the accident.

This is probably not because of me, because I only killed two demons on the outside, which is a common thing in the fragments of the demon world. If there is a change because of this, it should have happened when entering the demon world

Does she want to do something that leads to misfortune?

Of course I want to

Bixia Yuanjun didn’t tell the truth before, and was going to help Meng Qi and others blow up the passage. After they isolated the inside and outside, as soon as they returned, they immediately set up a formation, burned the corresponding talismans, and directly “summoned” Guangcheng Tianzun and Yunzhong The son “comes down”, and the three of them joined forces to see if they could find the inheritance of the first form of the Tathagata God’s Palm without fully awakening the primordial demon.

This is Xianji’s backup plan to prevent emergencies. It’s not like Bixia Yuanjun told Meng Qi and others that she can’t get it, so she can’t get it either.

However, this is only a prediction and has not yet been put into practice.

Could it be that they did something that caused the accident? Bixia Yuanjun looked at the entrance in astonishment.

The Queen Mother of the West supported the golden phoenix and stood near the foot of the mountain. After a while, a starlight pierced the sky.

“Nothing happened?” Wu Qu Xingjun was tall and tall, wearing a black suit and a mask.

While leading the way, Queen Mother Xi briefly explained what happened before.

“Hmph, the team that has just passed the death mission dares to mix up our mythology.” Wu Qu Xingjun snorted coldly, “Can you tell their real identities?”

“When I was in Changchun Temple, I was looking for the Zhenyun Ding. I only knew that the person who used the sword would shake the sky with thunder. In the Temple of Jietian, through fighting, I found that one person is good at sound attack. It was a fortuitous encounter, one person possessed the fate of the Son of Heaven, the other seemed to be able to have half a step ahead of time, and was struck by the cold light from afar, and the other person seemed to be able to make swords out of nowhere. Initially suspected to be Su Wuming’s disciple, but others could not be ruled out I also exchanged this sword technique.” During the flight to Jitian Peak, Queen Mother Xi said in detail.

Wu Qu Xingjun’s voice became low and deep: “This sword technique, apart from exchange, can only be learned in Xijiange. How can they get so much good deeds?”

“So what if you dare to provoke Su Wuming?” Queen Mother Xi’s voice was ice-like.

Wu Qu Xingjun was silent for a moment.

“Eastern Prince was killed by him. No one knows how much he has mastered about our affairs and the secrets of reincarnation. It’s better not to provoke him. Could it be that you want the Emperor of Heaven to rescue you at the risk of revealing his identity?” Queen Mother West looked forward.

Wu Qu Xingjun let out a long breath: “If you don’t provoke him, you won’t provoke him, but you have to check her disciple’s friends to see if there is anyone who fits your description.”

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