Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 10 Consummation of the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra

Just as Sima Sanniang was about to leave, Yan Chixia's voice suddenly came from behind:

"San Niang, I know that no matter what I do in the future, there is no way for you to forgive me."

"I'm not qualified to ask you to forgive me at all. I can't even forgive myself. This is all done by myself."

Sima Sanniang heard the words, turned around and looked at Yan Chixia without any expression:
"Actually, I wanted to forgive you a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't need to set up a limit of forgetfulness to stop me. When I regretted it, it would be too late."

"Because of Hongye, as soon as I saw you, I thought of the tragic fate that the Mysterious Heart Secret Art brought to Hongye. Do you know that after you have practiced the Mysterious Heart Art, you can never stop, otherwise your meridians will be reversed. Death, practice to the highest level, you can only make one more move, and finally die when the oil is exhausted."

Sima Sanniang stared at Yan Chixia's reddened eyes sarcastically:

"Yes, you know, you are the former suzerain of Xuanxin, how could you not know?"

"Then do you know how much Hongye hates us in her heart? We may never see her again."

"Yan Chixia, you have no idea how important Hongye is to me, and how much I love her. If she hadn't practiced the mysterious art of the heart, how could she run away from home."

After saying that, he turned and left.

More than two months later, in the gazebo of the Unfeeling Villa.

Sima Sanniang took a glass of wine, looked at Yan Chixia who had completely recovered from her injuries, and said calmly:
"Why are you still licking your face and staying in my Unfeeling Villa, refusing to leave?"

Yan Chixia persuaded rather distressedly:
"Sanniang, the demons of the Yinyue Dynasty are now occupying the Yinshi Youquan, and there must be some conspiracy. If it is for the first artifact of righteousness, the Moxie sword, which causes the demonic energy in the Yinshi Youquan to explode, wouldn't this world be over?"

"What's this about me?"

While Sima Sanniang was replying, she was about to pour herself some wine.

Yan Chixia took a step forward with sharp eyesight, grabbed the wine bottle, poured wine for Sima Sanniang, and said:

"Yes, yes, that's right, the world is none of our business, but you also know how heavy the devilish energy of the Yinshi Youquan is. Once it explodes, first of all, within a hundred miles of Wangqing Forest, no living beings will be spared, and all will be turned into catastrophe. Ash."

"It's the two of us who will bear the brunt of it."

Sima Sanniang held a refilled wine glass and casually replied:
"Oh, let's change to another place to live. The world is so big, how can we build another Unfeeling Villa."

Yan Chixia's words were stuck in her throat for a while, she didn't know how to persuade her.

"San Niang, whether you really don't know, or if you don't know, when the devilish energy from the secluded spring in the underworld erupts, and as the devilish energy continues to spread, the whole world will be devastated and turned into ashes."

"Even if you don't care about other people in the world, what about Hongye? What will Hongye do then?"

Yan Chixia spoke earnestly, moved her with emotion, and narrated it with reason.

When Sima Sanniang heard the word Hongye, her expression changed slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Just as the two of them fell into a silent atmosphere, three young men, two men and one woman, came to the gate of Unfeeling Villa.

Inside the heartless cave.

At the mouth of the secluded spring in the Yin world, Yang Jiao sat cross-legged in the air.

Endless devilish energy gushed out from the mouth of the spring and enveloped him, and the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra in his body broke through insurmountable barriers one by one at an unimaginable speed for the sages of the Yinyue Dynasty.

At this time, Yang Jiao's magic skills are finally about to complete, achieving the cultivation level of the first generation of Yinyue Dynasty One Night Demon King.

In the past, the demon king cut off his love overnight, and once he became a demon, his skill greatly increased, thus creating the Yinyue Dynasty.

Now Yang Jiao is about to reach this level.

Even Zhantian and Swordsmanship are making rapid breakthroughs within the framework of exercises beyond common sense.

First of all, the two magical techniques passed down by the successive sages of the Yinyue Dynasty have always been complementary to each other.

When the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra was about to complete its Great Consummation, it also led to a breakthrough in the technique of cutting the sky and drawing the sword.

Moreover, the so-called Zhantian Swordsmanship, if you want to practice it to the highest level, it is no longer a simple skill level, but aura and spirit.

At this time, Yang Jiao's Qi has the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Scripture, and his spirit is also rapidly increasing under the continuous stream of demonic energy from the secluded spring of the underworld.

The Lord of the Heavenly Destined Yin and Darkness absorbs all the power of negative energy without a master to strengthen himself. It is not just to increase the skill and cultivation base, but to strengthen the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit in an all-round way, and enhance his own original power.

So much so that after Yang Jiao stayed in Yinshi Youquan for a little over three months, not only the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra was completed immediately, but also the Sky Slashing and Sword Drawing technique was about to enter the ninth level, completely accomplished.

Just when Yang Jiao was concentrating on breaking through with all his strength, he suddenly felt the magic energy rising from the mouth of the spring begin to thin out and decrease.

His stature couldn't help but pause, since a month ago, his Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra has been completed soon, but it seems that it is only a line away, but in fact it is infinitely tall.

After absorbing endlessly for a whole month, it felt like he had absorbed all the magic energy in the secluded spring of the underworld, but he still hadn't succeeded in breaking through.

Yang Jiao simply did nothing and kept on doing nothing, and immediately bent down and dived into the secluded spring of the underworld.

The first thing that came into view was not some magical energy, but a long sword stuck at the bottom of the spring.

When he approached the long sword, he couldn't help but sigh, it's so enchanting and fierce, the sword is reddish gold, with a cross on all four sides, and the blades all have fierce hooks.

If it weren't for being in this gloomy spring, and clearly feeling an unusually strong and powerful righteousness contained in the long sword, who would dare to believe that this is the number one artifact of righteousness, the Moxie sword.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel that this shape is also worthy of being a magical weapon forged by the Tianmo Yao Mine.

Afterwards, he looked at the layout of the bottom of the spring, and he immediately understood that he had absorbed a large amount of demonic energy before, which quickly reduced the demonic energy of Yinshi Youquan, which caused Mo Xie, who should have been unable to suppress the demonic energy of Yinshiyouquan Sword, the pressure is greatly reduced.

This strengthened Mo Xiejian's ability to suppress the devil's energy, which gradually reduced the amount of devil's energy he absorbed above the mouth of the spring.

Yang Jiao immediately reached out to hold the hilt of Mo Xie Sword, wanting to pull it out, but he didn't expect that Mo Xie Sword could not stop trembling as soon as he touched it, as if he was very resistant.

Seeing this situation, he didn't take it seriously, knowing that it was the righteousness in Mo Xiejian's body that was resisting him, but how could a mere ownerless thing resist.

With a swipe, Yang Jiao pulled out the Mo Xie sword, and immediately, the boundless devilish energy that had been entrenched in the secluded spring of the underworld for countless years spewed out continuously and came straight at him.

When this mellow and deep magic energy is inhaled into the body, the magic power starts to run at full power like a fully fueled engine.

The hearty sense of joy relaxed his mind a little, and Mo Xiejian took the opportunity to let go of his hand and flew around in the air like a wild horse that had run loose.

With the passage of time, it seemed that the demonic energy of the Yinshiyouquan was decreasing sharply. With a flick of the sword, it rushed out of the spring in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Yang Jiao was deeply immersed in the promotion of magic skills, and didn't care about the disappearance of Mo Xiejian.

(End of this chapter)