In the past, in the cave of Lianyang Peak Chongxin, there were inlaid with bright jade lighting everywhere.
Zhusheng only learned the price of Mingyu on the way to Lingmai.
I wanted to buy a piece, but because I bought Linglong, I didn't have so much money on hand, so I gave up.
Takebu opened his eyes.
She and Chong Xin both sat cross-legged and meditated on the bottom of the water, Mingyu floated in the middle, illuminating a wide range, and there would be no "power failure" like the crystal lamp.
She thought, when she goes out this time, she must buy a piece.
Of course, the premise is that when you go out, the fox is not outside.
If she is still there, she can't say anything, she can only fight.
However, the reality is that she doesn't even have the strength to fight.
She hadn't even finished a round under the fox's claws.
If it weren't for Chong Xin's move, he would probably really be benevolent.
After the lonely courage and resoluteness of that knife, Zhusheng, who has calmed down again, has to face a reality, and her revenge may not be avenged.
I know that the fox is the demon king, but when I really do it, I know how strong the fox is.
Chong Xin blocked that and was injured, and it seemed that Chong Xin was weak.
But in the past two days, following Chong Xin and fighting with him, Zhu Sheng knows that the name of Chong Xin's genius is not false.
In contrast, the sense of difference in power is extremely clear.
Chong Xin opened his eyes.
Looking at her in the water, it is hazy than in the sun, and the difference in those facial features is not obvious.
Seeing her look at her, he looked up and said, "It's dawn, let's go." ” The two men came out of the water, and overnight, the crow corpses were gone, as if yesterday's great battle had never happened.
The bamboo is drenched, and the fingers are pinched, and the body is already dry.
She turned around, looking at ease.
"How can you do it without pinching," Takesheng couldn't help but ask.
For the same technique, she has to make a mudra and make a trick.
Chong Xin's lips just moved slightly, and sometimes, he didn't even have to move his lips.
The corners of Chong Xin's mouth curled slightly, and he said: "The operation of spiritual power is skillful, and when you can operate how you want, you don't need the assistance of handprints." ” Zhusheng was slightly stunned.
Since reuniting with Chong Xin in Mocheng, there has always been a faint melancholy between his eyebrows, how can he smile again now But it can't be denied that the way he laughed was the same as back then, like the sun shining in the room.
Zhusheng turned his head away and said, "Let's go." ” Two hours later, the three-eyed crow flock again obscured the daylight.
"Keep moving forward, don't waste time on them."
Chong Xin said.
Yesterday's battle, after trying the depths, the two discussed underwater, if there are still crows today, they will no longer be entangled in the battle, but have been rushing in the direction of the shrine.
Chong Xin turned his head and saw Zhusheng clenching the knife and looking up at the crows, his eyes bright and bright.
There was no nervousness, no fear, no irritability and impatience, and there was even an expectant smile on her lips.
Chong Xin's gaze couldn't be taken off.
There is Qiong juice "refreshing", and Zhusheng refined the blue blade underwater last night all night.
The progress is still not very fast, but as soon as I got the knife today, it felt different.
Takesheng was looking forward to the day when she would refine the knife completely, and she looked forward to having the same heart-to-heart connection with it as she had with the Green Blade before.
The crows flew in an instant, swooping down like meteors.
The corners of Zhusheng's mouth pulled out a smile, said "go", and disappeared first.
Chong Xin smiled and followed.
The two killed all the way, all the way.
The crows went from being a chase to a chase.
They refused to leave the ground, but a new situation arose on the ground.
Zedi suddenly became foggy, and the white mist obscured the vision, and soon, even the divine consciousness was blocked.
The three-eyed crows seemed unaffected, their sharp beaks wide open, and they sprinted like death squads.
Takesheng was like a blind man at this time.
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She couldn't even make out the direction of the Divine Palace, and she couldn't sense Chong Xin's existence.
Neither her sight nor her mind worked, so she had to stop, close her eyes, and listen with her heart.
Front, back, left, right and overhead, there was the sound of flapping and flapping wings.
In the midst of all these voices, one of them suddenly approached at high speed.
The blue blade struck and felt the feeling of the blade entering the flesh.
In this way, Zhusheng didn't know how many three-eyed crows he had beheaded.
The fog was so thick that the long knife stretched out, and the concentration of the tip of the knife could not be seen.
Takesheng felt more and more three-eyed crows begin to besiege her, presumably because she had stopped.
But she couldn't tell the direction anymore, and she was worried that she would go in the wrong direction and go further and further away from the shrine.
The blue blade swung out, and I don't know how many three-eyed crows were killed with one sword.
The consumption of Zhusheng's spiritual power was too great, so he poured himself a sip of Qiong juice.
Putting away the gourd, she closed her eyes and listened with all her heart.
In the white mist, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed her wrist, and held it tightly.
Didn't let go again.
Zhu Sheng opened his eyes and looked down.
In the dense fog, only half of the green shirt was seen.
Gripping her wrist was a right hand with slender fingers and well-defined bones.
It was a hand she used to be very familiar with.
Is he holding the sword with his left hand Zhu Sheng flashed this thought and shouted: "Real person" Chong Xin said: "Go" Although she couldn't see anything, Chong Xin held her hand tightly, and Zhusheng followed him with confidence.
"Don't look, don't listen."
Chong Xin's voice sounded, "Those can be faked."
You are a martial artist, follow your feelings. ” Zhu Sheng clenched his hand and said, "Okay." ” Kill all the way, rush all the way.
When you can't hold on, drink Qiong juice.
Zhusheng gave up seeing and listening, and she gradually felt the feeling.
What is that feeling is the perception of killing intent, the premonition of danger, and the confrontation of the death instinct.
In terms of Zhusheng's knowledge system, it does not conform to common sense, but it is real in this world.
Zhusheng felt that there were still too many things on the path of cultivation that she needed to learn.
It is no wonder that everyone wants to enter the big sect, there is a platform for learning, there is the guidance of teachers, and there is the inheritance of condensed essence from generation to generation.
This is really different from groping like a blind man by yourself.
If it weren't for the various leading edges lying there, Zhusheng would have wanted to worship Chong Xin as a teacher.
He was such a good teacher.
They fought until dark, when the crows retreated, but the fog did not disperse.
Zhu Sheng let go of his hand, but Chong Xin didn't let go.
"I don't know what else is prohibited, it's easy to get separated."
He said.
Zhu Sheng let him hold his hand.
In the foggy night, nothing can be seen.
Fortunately, this time they did not stop galloping, but they were far away from the corpse of the three-eyed crow.
When he walked to a dry and hard land, Chong Xin said, "Let's rest here." ” Zhu Sheng answered, wanting to withdraw his hand, but the man's hand still refused to let go.
He said, "You sit down first." ” In this cultivation realm, Chong Xin's experience is far richer than her, so whatever he says along the way, Zhusheng listens.
Hearing him tell her to sit down first, she thought there was some mystery or danger here, so she sat down as she said.
There was nothing going on here, just a warm back attached to her vest.
Back to back with her, he finally let go of her hand.
This hand had been in the hands of his warm and dry hand for a whole day, and when he was let go, he felt cold.
"I've opened the barrier, and this place is safe.
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Let's rest.
Chong Xin said.
Takesheng snorted, rubbed his fingertips, and tried to ignite a small fireball.
The fireball collided with the mist, making a "zizi" sound, and a pungent puff of smoke came out, which was quickly extinguished.
Zhusheng gave up, held the blue blade in his arms, and continued to refine.
When her consciousness was tired, she opened her eyes.
He took away the green blade, took out the belly gourd, and drank two sips of Qiong juice.
Plugging the stopper, her hand paused, and asked, "What elixir is there that can quickly restore spiritual power?"
The person behind him had been silent, and if it weren't for the warm vests clinging to each other, they might not have felt his presence.
In the end, men's body temperature is higher than that of women.
So in the past, when Zhusheng was still a mortal, he liked to sleep in his arms.
Hearing her ask like this, Chong Xin's voice replied: "How can there be such an elixir, if there is, it will be robbed by someone." ” Zhusheng used to go in and out of Chongyu's treasury and saw many pills.
In my impression, there are detoxification, detoxification, qi fixing, heart nourishment, and body strengthening are healing pills, and they are mainly internal and external injuries.
There is a way for Zhusheng to quickly recover spiritual power, which is to hold the spiritual stone in his hand and quickly absorb the spiritual power inside.
But even then, it is not as effective as the juice of the Qiong.
In the past two days of fighting, if it had not been for the rapid recovery of the state again and again, I am afraid that it would have been consumed by the crows that seemed to never reduce in number.
Zhusheng looked at the small yellow gourd in his hand, his eyebrows lowered.
In the end, she decided not to think about it, got rid of distracting thoughts, and went into meditation and cultivation.
Zhu Sheng used the spiritual power in his body, and he felt something different.
She looked inside in silence, her eyes widening in surprise.
Those lazy, mist-like immortal powers in the past began to condense into water droplets, and there was a slight movement.
Zhusheng has worked hard for decades, but he can't make those immortal forces move.
How only two or three days, there was such a change Zhu Sheng carefully recalled the experience of the past two days, again and again, the spiritual power was exhausted, and again and again, with Qiong juice to recover quickly.
I don't know how many times this repetition was repeated in the two days of fighting.
Push to the limit, then break through.
In the darkness, Takesheng opened his eyes.
If it weren't for the thick fog blocking the line of sight, Chong Xin would have been able to see that Zhusheng's eyes were as bright as stars.
That was Yang Wu, a look that he had never had.
The first rays of morning light banished the night.
Takesheng woke up, and the fog had lifted.
She immediately stood up.
Chong Xin woke up earlier than her, and when he saw that she hadn't woken up, he didn't move.
Zhusheng stood up, and both of them felt the coolness of the early morning on their vests.
Chong Xin quickly stood up if he was lost.
Zhusheng fought fiercely for two days, and he did not get tired.
Her eyes were bright, and so was her face "Let's go," she said.
Holding the hilt of the knife, he looked expectant.
The morning light shone on her brow, casting a faint glow on her face. gd1806102: