The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 596. 597. Dark Grave
Looking out from the railing, Jiang Mingzhu saw that the sky was shining brightly, the dark clouds had broken away, and a slight smile was drawn on the corners of her lips.

"good."

She was wearing a green dress, with an ebony hairpin inserted in her hair, and her body was light and vigorous, as if she was full of vitality. She was already a perfect monk in the middle stage of transformation, and she was only one step away from the later stage.

Jiang Heng, the patriarch of the Jiang family, strolled over with a look of admiration. Now that Jiang Mingzhu's cultivation level is getting higher and higher, she is on the way of nature.

Moreover, it is natural to collect the rhyme of heaven and earth together, and it will only become more powerful when you practice deeply.

Given time, it will surely achieve extraordinary things.

Jiang Heng looked at where Jiang Mingzhu was looking at where Lei Jie was, and said, "This Lu family's immortal embryo also has the charm of a sword. If Ming Linlang hadn't gone first, otherwise he would have led the Lu family to become stronger and stronger in Kunlun."

Jiang Mingzhu thought of Ming Linlang who was practicing in seclusion, she shook her head with a smile and said, "His path has been accomplished, and his future achievements will not be inferior to mine."

There are tens of thousands of sword cultivators in Shenzhou, but this amorous sword has never appeared for thousands of years.And this way of swordsmanship contains the seven emotions and six desires that all living beings have, and is similar to the Dao of Concentricity.

There is no distinction between strength and weakness in the three thousand ways, but there are methods that restrain each other, and the way of heart is impeccable. Those who have achieved great success have experienced extreme harm, but they can create all kinds of dharmas with one heart and penetrate the world.

The power of the Amorous Sword can be seen.

Jiang Mingzhu looked at Patriarch Jiang Heng and asked, "Presumably, Patriarch didn't come here for this purpose?"

Jiang Heng has practiced for four thousand years, and as an Earth Immortal for the Nine Tribulations, how could she come to find her because of her promotion to become a god?

Seeing the woman in the yellow skirt nodding her head, she said, "That's right, there is a change in the Demon Realm, and the sect needs to send practitioners of the Digitization God Realm and the Body Fit Realm to check it out."

Jiang Mingzhu's beautiful eyes shone slightly, bringing a bit of sharpness.

"Can the ancestor tell me what kind of mutation it is?"

Jiang Heng straightened his expression, lowered his eyes, and spoke coldly.

"There have always been twelve Great Demon Kings and three Demon Emperors in the Demon Realm. Only Mahayana Demon Cultivators can be called Demon Emperors. The titles of the current Demon Emperors are Qingfeng, Silver Qi, and Golden Crocodile."

"That Yinlin took the previous position of the White Tiger Demon Emperor. The White Tiger Demon Emperor belongs to the Tiger Clan, and this line of forces continues to cause frequent disturbances."

"In recent days, people from the Tianji sect have visited, stating that the power of the demon domain's terrestrial veins seems to be passing away. Trust me, you need to investigate by yourself.”

"The monster race has too much awareness of the region. If I wait to make a move, I will inevitably feel jealous. On the contrary, it will be restricted everywhere, and it will also cause unfavorable changes to the Mahayana situation in the Tianji Temple. Those who go to the demon realm."

Hearing these words, Jiang Mingzhu already understood in her heart.

The actions of the demon realm are sometimes really ridiculous, and the other cultivators can't really relax, but they are afraid of the demon emperor, so they can only go there as a cultivator who has transformed into a god.

The power of the earth's veins is of great importance, and there must be a mystery about the passing of it, which needs to be investigated.

"Now Kunlun has made a decision to send seven Transformation Gods, three of them combined, to go to the Demon Realm, and you are one of them, and Lu Changfeng should also be among them."

Jiang Mingzhu nodded yes, agreeing to the matter.

Jiang Heng said: "That day, the people of the Ji Sect calculated the general location, and at the same time, there were many opportunities to be born in the Demon Realm. To make up for it, the Demon Emperor would like to let me compete with you for the mature seven-color nine-pattern cloud lotus. If you and other monks win the lotus seeds, yes Practice is of great benefit."

This cloud lotus was born from the essence of heaven and earth, and it is a top-ranked spiritual creature of the third rank. It is inevitable for ordinary Mahayanas to be tempted, and the three demon emperors are willing to do so.

Jiang Mingzhu continued: "Is there any arrangement for the sword?"

Jiang Heng shook his head, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

"She is in the late stage of transformation at a young age, she is full of vigor and spirit, and she is about to hit the level of fitness, so she probably won't go this time."

There was also praise in Jiang Mingzhu's eyes, but she remembered something, and said with a smile: "I don't know what cultivation level that one is now, but she hasn't been born for many years."

Jiang Heng turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and walked away.

"Wushuang, you just need to be ready, and I will leave first."

Jiang Mingzhu bowed slightly: "Respectfully send off the ancestor."

……

The sun is shining, and the wind is rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

Pei Xihe and Zhao Hanfeng were sitting in rocking chairs of the same style, reading the bamboo slips and documents, and asked their master if they couldn't understand.

Earlier, Pei Xihe had given the fairy crystal to Zhao Qingtang. Although he was quite embarrassed, he also knew his intentions and was forced by the situation, so he accepted it and devoted himself to practicing.

Now with the help of fairy crystals, but in about two months, the aura emanating from that thatched hut became more and more fairy-like, and it was getting closer and closer to the immortals of the Five Tribulations.

Pei Xihe read the documents carefully and asked the master.

"Master, if you fuse the blade with the strong wind, you can have infinite power, and you can also live together, but I always feel that it is not enough."

In the Holy Demon Realm, she used the wind to refine her body, and she had a prototype of a knife move, but she spent eight years in the Holy Demon Palace studying scriptures, scriptures, and Taoism, not saber techniques.

This knife move is not yet fully formed.

Zhao Hanfeng smiled on the rocking chair: "You have read more than one month's scriptures, but recently you have started to study thunder techniques. Presumably you want to understand the power of thunder or two? It's not bad that wind and thunder complement each other."

"If you can fuse wind and thunder into a sword, with the core of immortality, you will naturally have infinite power."

Pei Xihe nodded, her eyes thoughtful.

She did have this idea, the strength of thunder and the lightness of wind complement each other, but the blending of the two is not so easy.

Zhao Hanfeng stretched out his right palm, mana surged out, and the power of the Nine Yins turned into a nine-tailed black dragon surging in it, suddenly turning into a thunderous purple dragon and a light and agile white dragon.

The purple dragon collided with the white dragon, the wind that was as quiet as a virgin moved like a rabbit in an instant, and the fierce thunder began to linger instead.

Pei Xihe watched carefully, and there was a strange excitement.

The wind and thunder change, intertwine and linger, and there are thousands of changes. If you want to use this to integrate into the knife, you still have to work hard, but Zhao Hanfeng has pointed out a clear way for her with his thousand years of practice experience.

The two dragons merged, the wind and thunder rumbled, and they soared into the sky.

"Thank you master."

Zhao Hanfeng withdrew his right hand, enjoyed the warmth of the sun on the rocking chair, and said, "With your comprehension, it will take less than a month for you to realize something."

And suddenly his eyes widened a little, and he looked at the wooden house, where the breath fluctuated and became chaotic, presumably there was a change.

"That little fox seems to be about to break through."

The time is only more than two months, even with the help of the spirit creature, it can be seen how powerful the blood of the Tianhu is.

A ray of figure flitted out of it, wearing platinum brilliance, with nine tails scattered behind him, and immediately rushed to the sky to meet the thunder cloud.

Pei Xihe's eyes flickered sharply, and it seemed that the time was approaching.

……

Demon domain.

Between the silent mountains and rivers, there is a scarlet breath sweeping from the ground, the night is dark, and there are many bones.

And those scarlet air entangled the bones, making a "creaking" sound suddenly.

Suddenly a gray stone tablet popped out from the deep soil. It turned out that this place was actually a tomb, and there was the faint sound of a tiger roaring.

In an instant, Yin Qi was lingering, and a hundred ghosts walked at night.

(End of this chapter)