Yusha

Chapter 42 The sword edge is sharpened (4k)

Passing Chu Weiyang's approaching figure, the woman's soul shadow first looked at the back of Chu Weiyang, the remnant body of Guanshi Ma lying on his back in the grass.

A member of Jianzong's family, palming swords and striking together, the sky and the sea are the same color, inheriting Qian's Dharma.

Ha...siblings?
A friend who escaped from the Devil's Cave?
The first moment when the movement of the hands stopped, thinking of this, the ghost of the woman raised her brows, almost laughing mockingly.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang's gloomy gaze carefully scanned the objects in the mid-air, the 36 suspended long sword fragments, the lumps of refined and melted mud, The clear spring that seems to be reflected in the galaxy.

Especially that clear spring, for no reason, Chu Weiyang actually sensed a little implicated energy from it, and after carefully sensing it, Chu Weiyang finally understood that it was the evil spirit that he had condensed before. Water, watered and nourished by people with a unique method, this clear spring.

Well, it turns out that this spiritual creature is really destined to exist with me...

Having figured this out, Chu Weiyang walked up to him and carefully watched the woman's soul.

Even though the illusory figure was still hazy, but getting closer, Chu Weiyang could see the woman's face carefully.

To be honest, she is a very meaningful woman, different from the glamorous beauty that floats on the surface, that unique meaning makes her show a unique charm, like the most desolate frost in the fierce cold wind, like It is the steepest rock on the top of Wanren Mountain, like the faintest star in the vast sea of ​​stars.

However, the fly in the ointment is... the lips are extremely thin, but they are bright red in color; the eyebrows are like willow leaves, and they are protruding and gathered in the center.

Especially when the four eyes met, seeing that almost mocking smile, the ghost image of this woman gave people a more mean feeling.

But it was precisely this kind of harsh style, even if it was just a hazy shadow, this woman gave Chu Weiyang a strong sense of existence—still alive.

Looking at each other, silent.

What should be said has been said, Chu Weiyang is waiting for a response, waiting for an answer.

And looking at Chu Weiyang's hollow and gloomy eyes, for no reason, the woman's mocking smile slowly retracted, she seemed to have something ironic to say, but swallowed it all.

"Sword practitioners don't need to be indecisive. You just killed him, but you haven't killed me. Yes, the poisonous qi in the bottle is so treacherous, it can shock the soul, but so what, can you kill me?
The person lying on the ground, I think you should know his identity, I am his eldest aunt, I am Yan Jianming’s elder sister, it’s because I went to the mountains that day, you may not have the chance to survive today!
Telling you this, I want to tell you that I was not in such a situation, and now I only have a little soul, and it is difficult to think about others. The only thought is to continue to live, no matter what the method is , people always want to continue to live!
But if my life is cut off...

I was originally in the realm of condensing the pill, although only the remnant soul is left, the original source was damaged earlier, and now I have been poisoned, how much of my former ability can be used, even I can't say for sure, It's just that if it really comes to that point, and I have the heart to give it a try, are you willing to take the risk? "

In the same place, Chu Weiyang listened quietly, at first he nodded following the woman's words, but when she finished speaking, Chu Weiyang shook his head violently.

"Well... Miss Chunyu, what you said is reasonable and unreasonable! Yes, I am poor and have little knowledge, and I don't have the means to grasp the soul, but if my knowledge is not bad, we just need to stick here like this Maybe it's an hour and a half, maybe it's a little half an hour, unless you turn into a ghost, otherwise when the sun is poisonous, you will have only one way to go.

And with this poisonous qi, if you are desperate, you can just talk about scaring people, and you won't even have a chance to make a move!At that time, these, these, and these will all belong to the poor... No, they will all be returned to the original owners, and returned to the poor! "

Seeing that Chu Weiyang raised his other hand and swept across the object in the sky, the woman's face became more and more ugly. She wanted to say something several times, but she opened her mouth again and again. There was nothing but silence, a dead silence.

At the same time, Fa, Chu Weiyang lowered his head halfway, rubbed the stopper on the porcelain bottle, and a hoarse voice resounded, like the deceptive magic voice coming from a ghost.

"Of course, I don't really want to push you, girl, to a dead end. If I leave you, this broken sword is just pieces of broken iron, and this alchemy is a stinky stone that can't be harder. ... It's still something that doesn't know what to do.

But from my point of view, the girl seems to be a person with ideas and methods. You are going to do something with these things. I have no other intentions, just want to help you out.

You see, you take my things for your own use, and I am willing to help you by the side!

Then again, you killed my siblings and friends, this long and lonely road to escape, you need to compensate me for a speaker, this is really unreasonable! "

Still a long silence.

It's just that Chu Weiyang pinched the cork of the porcelain bottle mouth with his fingers, and twisted it from side to side continuously, making the piercing sound of the cork rubbing against the porcelain bottle mouth violently.

"Girl, that's what you just said... No matter what the method is, people have to continue to live. It doesn't matter if you lie to me, but you can't lie to yourself..."

Still a long silence.

Chu Weiyang raised his hand here, clamping the neck of the porcelain bottle with only two fingers.

"I understand that a girl's skin is always much thinner than others, so let me start this topic-Miss Chunyu, look, I have mastered the "Qingwei Leiyun Seal Book" and "Nine "Yuan Qiling Chiwen Zhufu Tongzhi", if you want to re-forge such a magical sword with sufficient aura, which talisman should be used to seal the prohibition?"

Having said that, Chu Weiyang raised his head slightly again.

"girl?"

In the same place, after a long while of silence, the phantom of the woman finally laughed mockingly.

"I've seen it today. It turns out that you monks of the magic way always reason with people like this!"

It was Chu Weiyang who responded to the woman's soul with a rather carefree smile.

"Don't tarnish my reputation, I am now a half disciple of Jianzong, and in the future... maybe I will still be a half disciple of Tingchang Mountain!
Believe me, girl, this is off to a good start. "
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In the north, Tingchang Mountain, in the secret room of the Taoist Palace.

In the spacious secret room, the walls are full of incense candles, and the smoke and dust are billowing like layers of mist. Looking vaguely, on the wall to the north, there is a map of thousands of miles north and south of the Chalcedony River. Under the treasure map, there is a long strip of land. On the table, there is a silver basin full of Danjiang liquor.

In front of the basin, in the vast divine light, is the Dharma body of Danxia's old mother.

And in the center of the secret room, there is an ice coffin. Looking through the crystal spiritual light, lying inside is a woman full of meaning, with thin blood-colored lips and raised eyebrows like willow leaves. Added another three points of meanness.

At this moment, Danxia's old mother was standing in front of the silver basin, and her shriveled fingers that looked like dead branches were gently swaying on the top of the liquor.

I don't know if it's because of the profound mana or the wind blowing in, the surface of the elixir liquid has layers of ripples, at first glance, it looks like the fine folds formed by the overlapping mountains on the north side of the Chalcedony River, It is like the natural harmony brought about by mountains, rivers and rivers, and it is like the geomancy and geomantic omen hanging on the high wall.

And Danxia's withered and shriveled fingers lightly rubbed the sky above the Danjiang liquor, and a little bit of spiritual light, like light rain, took advantage of the breeze and sprinkled into the Danjiang liquor.

At first glance, it is just like the rain falling in the mountains and mountains, endless sighs.

At the same time, Danxia's old mother also had a vague voice echoing in her mouth.

"On the nine-story altar, in the eight-treasure purple mansion."

"Turning thousands of kalpas and staying in Tingchang, mastering ten thousand dharmas and being named Danxia."

"Cross the magpie bridge and sway the rain, and cross the Kunlun to conquer the dragon and tiger."

"Crossing the shadows to cross the calamities, and clearing the sun to dispel disasters."

"Because it is the deity, it calls out the soul."

"The highest is the highest, the smallest is the farthest."

"Tingchang Mountain Dao Palace plays Lingdanxia Yuanjun's old mother."

"The highest is the highest, the smallest is the farthest."

"Tingchang Mountain Dao Palace plays Lingdanxia Yuanjun's old mother."

"The highest is the highest, the smallest is the farthest."

"Tingchang Mountain Dao Palace—play Ling Danxia Yuanjun's old mother!"

When the voice fell, wisps of mist evaporated from the silver basin, from the elixir, as if a vast sea of ​​clouds appeared within an inch of time, and as the spiritual light gradually condensed, it seemed to be a huge cloud. When the sun rises, sit in the middle of the sea of ​​clouds.

Looking at it like this, suddenly, she didn't know what she thought of, Danxia's old mother suddenly laughed, she seemed to be very happy, she actually laughed out loud.

"Good boy, good boy, the person who killed grandma, took grandma's Taoism, the world is so big, the mountains and rivers are far away... Good boy, our cause and effect can't be calculated!"

Saying this, the mist in the silver basin in front of Danxia's old mother became thicker and thicker, and gradually, there seemed to be a burst of vitality, which was continuously condensed and brewed from the Danxia divine light.

At a certain moment, it seemed that this change reached its peak.

In a blink of an eye, a seal of the grand master fell, and the old mother Danxia plunged her hand directly into the almost boiling liquor, and when she pulled it out again, her shriveled and twitching skin was covered with hot, red scars, and there were many more. The skin in the area was festered, and a little bit of dark red blood oozed out.

But Danxia's old mother didn't seem to feel the pain. Instead, she looked at her hands with joy, at the aura of light pinched by her fingertips.

Loosen with the strength of your fingertips.

The cold wind was swirling in the secret room, and when I looked inadvertently, there was no spiritual light, but it was Chun Yuhuai's ignorant ghost, hanging there at a loss.

He saw Chunyu Huai's appearance.

Because of this, Danxia's old mother smiled more kindly.

"Good Huai'er, don't say that grandma doesn't love you. She has tried her best, but she still has to teach you to live another life! It was the escaped prisoner from the Demon Town who killed you. In the future, you still have karma to settle. Woolen cloth……"

Saying this, without waiting for the ignorant soul to react, Danxia's old mother stretched out her hand and pinched her fingertips, and the soul that had appeared and formed suddenly turned into a little real spirit, It was pinched by the old mother at the fingertips.

I saw her walking tremblingly, and stood in front of the ice coffin a few steps away. Then she squeezed another Yin-Yang formula with both hands, and pinned that bit of true spirit in the center, and was about to put the woman in the ice coffin. Press the center of the eyebrows.

"Huai'er, your aunt only knows how to beg for work and hurt grandma's heart. From now on...the mountains are high and the rivers are long, you are not allowed to learn from her!"
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Chalcedony Estuary.

Just like when Tathagata came, Taoist Qinghai stood with his hands behind his back, and beside him, Xie Jiang and Jin Guan stood silently with complex expressions.

Seeing the expression of the younger generation, Taoist Ching Hai laughed instead.

"What are you doing with a mournful face? It's Tingchang Mountain who hurt your children, not our Qianyuan Sword Sect. Look, don't the three of us still stand here with all our beards and tails?

Uncle Master is not the one who puts all his eggs in one basket. To be honest, from the bottom of my heart, Uncle Master has prepared for you to come back empty-handed since the very beginning when I taught you to go south. Whoever did it is never the most important thing.

As long as the spiritual thing is made into a sword weapon!
As long as the last one is completed, it is Kaitian's sword scripture! "

When he said this, Taoist Qinghai was almost standing on the edge of the Chalcedony River, he looked into the distance from the air, as if he was looking at the misty sky across the wide river and the lush sea of ​​trees .

When the words fell, Taoist Qing Hai suddenly laughed meaningfully.

He turned to look at Xie Jiang beside him, and when he flipped his hands over, a sword-shaped jade talisman full of cracks appeared in his palm.

"This is my junior brother and your master's treasured weapon for proving the Dao. Since you carried it all the way south, you can bring it back to the master's gate.

Uncle, when I was young, I was probably too romantic, leaving behind many injustices and consequences, but in the end it turned out that there was no one under my knees...

As the master of the mountain, your second senior uncle has a selfless and honest nature. When you took over the throne, you made an oath not to teach the Dharma privately, and to treat you children as relatives and disciples.

Looking at it now, no matter what the catastrophe and the sutra turn out to be, the legal system of Jie Yunfeng's lineage will probably fall on the two of you.

Remember clearly, children, in Jianxiu's eyes, seeking is the momentary pleasure!Seeking is also the longevity of that life!No matter what time it is, don't vent your anger! "
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Outside Lingqiu Mountain, next to the tree at the edge of the lush sea of ​​trees.

Chu Weiyang quietly leaned on the tree trunk.

Not far from him is a half-person-high tomb piled up with new dry and pine soil.

In front of the tomb, facing the direction of Jianzong, there is a stele carved out of broad wood, on which are written several ancient seal characters——

Therefore, the tomb of Jianxiu Ma Sandong.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang had already quietly leaned on the tree trunk, looking at the tomb, and stared at it in silence for a long time.

In such a daze, at a certain moment, Chu Weiyang finally seemed to come to his senses, and he subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, this action gave him another meal.

bass--

Chu Weiyang drew out his long sword!

As far as the eye can see, the bright yellow and silver and white colors on the body of the sword are intertwined, and they have been calcined in the raging flames to form a seamless whole. It is the thunder seal and the cloud pattern that alternately connect and turn into aura, which is faintly visible with the sound of Chu Weiyang's breathing.

And in the originally dull silver-white fragments, the original silver brilliance is more abundant, as if the colorful colors of the galaxy began to be reflected little by little in the moonlight flowing through the nine heavens.

On the outermost edge, a thin layer of bright yellow wraps the original sword edge, and the sharp cold light is still there, adding a little thickness.

After all, it was a sword cultivator, and Chu Weiyang became more and more happy when he looked at the sword in his hand like this.

As if he couldn't help himself, Chu Weiyang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the spine of the sword, stroking the alternate traces that did not exist between bright yellow and silver white. Perhaps it was because the aura was too strong, and it took only two or three breaths. It suddenly trembled and buzzed.

Immediately, there was an angry sound like thunder, which resounded in Chu Weiyang's mind along with the restraint of the magic sword.

"Chu! Wei! Yang!"

"You'd better—do something human!"

　ps: Happy New Year’s Eve everyone~!Happy New Year to all book lovers~!

　　
　
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