Yin Feng is the guard of Qingshan, a great thing in the Tongtian Realm, and the main formation of the Tongtian Killing Array, which is a very remarkable existence.But no matter how great a being is, once it dies, only a corpse remains.If only its corpse could be kept.The dead phoenix was covered in frost, like a pheasant or pheasant that had just been picked out of a snowdrift, but with a longer tail.In the mouths of those diners, it is now just an ingredient that can be used for stews or deep frying.The middle-aged man ignored the diners and continued to walk forward, and the sound of inquiry and unwilling annoyance came from behind him.Those voices turned into discussions about the current world situation, from the marriage of the state and the prince in Chaoge City, to the new reconstruction of Shangzhou City, and even mentioned a few words about the cultivation world."
I'd like to inquire about someone."
At some point, the middle-aged man walked back to the front of the restaurant, looked at the merchants and asked.A merchant looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Take the pheasant in your hand in exchange?"
”The middle-aged man said, "You can't eat it, you'll die." ”The merchant smiled angrily and said, "The monks of Guocheng Temple also dare to eat meat secretly, why can't we eat it?"
”Another merchant saw that the middle-aged man was very popular, and he was obviously not an ordinary hunter, so he said in a round game: "I don't know your Excellency's name, what do you want to inquire about?"
”"My name is from the west......
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the merchant in front of him laughed and said: "Where did this fake name come from, this is Dongyi Road, but everyone who comes here is not from the west?"
”………… The middle-aged man is indeed called Xilai.Yes, he is the Sword God of the West Sea who has been away from the Chaotian Continent for more than a hundred years.In that distant land, he was the chief sword master of the Holy See.He never gave a sword for the Holy See, because it was not worth it.Until a few days ago, he found that the bulging sea suddenly fell downward, and he knew that something big had happened in the Chaotian Continent, and he suddenly moved his heart.On the way home, he encountered the newly dead Yin Phoenix, and for some reason used great magical powers to seal the body of the Yin Phoenix and did not let it dissipate between heaven and earth.Puzzledly, none of the merchants in the restaurant died.He went to a sect in Dongyi Dao and easily inquired about what was going on in the Chaotian Continent.He was not interested in the major events that shook the world, whether it was the ambition of the Taiping Zhenren, the ambition of the Bai Zhenren, the immortals who were deceived, or the reclamation feats of the last cultivators.He only cared about where Jing Jiu had gone.When he returned this time, he was going to try his sword with Jing Jiu, but the other party suddenly disappeared, how could this be?
He left Dongyi Dao and began to look for Jing Jiu in the Chaotian Continent, holding the Yin Phoenix in his hand, looking like a lonely hunter who had left Jing Jiu.………… The Sword God of the West Sea was the most powerful cultivator in the Chaotian Continent back then, and it was similar to his master, Kirishima Old Ancestor Nan Tending.If he hadn't been seriously injured by Liu Ci with a sword of all things, how could he leave the Chaotian Continent so easily.After more than a hundred years, he returned to the Chaotian Continent again, and he didn't know what kind of realm he had reached.Zhao Layue didn't know that there was such a strong man looking for Jing Jiu, and she was still looking for a way to wake Jing Jiu up.After leaving Kuba Castle, she went to Sanzenin Temple outside Ohara Castle.Seeing her coming, the teachers and wives in the nunnery hurriedly withdrew their formations, and they didn't dare to look at her at all.Coming to the corridor where the morning light had dissipated, and walking into the round-window meditation room, she put Jing Jiu beside Bai Zao.The silk was about to disperse, and Bai Zao's face was revealed, still as beautiful and moving as it was back then.Zhao Layue looked at that face for a long time, and some inexplicable emotions arose in her heart, that is, she couldn't think clearly.More than a hundred years have passed since the Battle of Chaoge City, but it is only a moment for her, right?
She reached out and grabbed her short dusty hair, no longer thinking about these things, took off Jing Jiu's clothes a little roughly, looked at the wound on her waist and observed it for a moment, and reached out to take some silk from Bai Zao's face.………… That night, she finished her work, stepped through the round window to the lake, and put her hand in the water to wash it carefully.Qing'er waved her transparent wings, stopped on a branch by the lake, looked at her and said, "Are you sure this is useful?"
”Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said, "If cause and effect are lines, maybe they can be connected?"
”Qing'er said: "You know that this is not the case, and should you wash your hands before sewing for him, instead of washing them at this time?"
”Zhao Layue waved her hand a little impatiently, and said: "I don't know such a thing as a female red, just sew casually, do you still want me to sew how good-looking?"
”Qing'er knew that she was in a bad mood, and she also wanted to make her happy when she said how to wash her hands, so she sighed faintly and flew into the meditation room.She had already seen Jing Jiu's situation, and it was indeed different from the time when she slept in Chaoge City, the divine soul could not be transported to the Qingtian Jian, and she couldn't find any way in the Qingtian Jian.Suddenly there was a sound of falling water outside the window, Qing'er turned her head to look and saw Zhao Layue jumping into the lake.She certainly wasn't trying to kill herself.A kendo powerhouse who broke through the peak of the sea couldn't do it if he wanted to be drowned in the lake, even if that lake was a blue lake.Zhao Layue took a serious bath in the lake, especially her hair was washed very carefully.Then she sat on a stone bench by the lake with her knees folded all night.The next morning, she walked into the meditation room, confirmed that Jing Jiu showed no signs of waking up, and said to Qing'er: "Please inform Qingshan, we have to go back and send someone to pick it up." ”Qing'er noticed that her eyes were a little red, she had obviously cried, she didn't dare to say anything, and flapped her wings and flew out of the window.………… The middle-aged man carried the dead Yin Feng and calculated Jing Jiu's whereabouts while walking in the Chaotian Continent.When he walked outside Chaoge City, he glanced at the wildflowers all over the ground, and he understood Jing Jiu's current situation.The one who could solve the problem was in the snowfield, so he headed for the snowfield, and happened to pass by Ohara Castle.There were traces of bluebirds flying in the sky, and he looked up and said, "So it's here." ”Following the stream to the end, he walked into the nunnery, saw the lonely tomb, and wondered why there was a mortal buried here.The large array of the Three Thousand Courtyards naturally gave birth to inductions, and countless breaths emanated from the flowers and trees by the lake to the bluestone in front of the bridge.However, before the aura could reach his body, it was shredded.Zhao Layue appeared on the other side of the bridge, looked at the figure of the middle-aged man, his expression changed slightly, he tore off his sleeves, tied his hair into a small mustache, and walked towards the bridge."
You're back?"
The middle-aged man said, "Yes." ”Feeling the powerful sword intent between heaven and earth, and listening to these two simple conversations, the teachers and ladies in the nunnery guessed the identity of this middle-aged man, and shouted in shock: "Xihai Sword God!"
You're still alive!
”"He's still alive, just call me west."
The middle-aged man looked at the meditation room on the other side of the bridge.Zhao Layue was a little surprised by his reaction, looked at him carefully, didn't know what to think, his eyes suddenly became brighter, and asked, "Your realm is higher than before?"
”Xi looked at her bright eyes as bright as a mirror, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Your talent is indeed extremely high, but it is far from my opponent, and the fighting spirit born in this situation is almost rude. ”"I'm not trying to fight you."
Zhao Layue looked at him with expectation and said, "Your realm is so high now, is there any way to make him wake up?"
”Xilai was a little speechless, thinking of the merchants in Dongyi Dao, thinking that he hadn't come back for more than a hundred years, and the people in Chaotian Continent were crazy?
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