When the Xuanling Universe Bracelet was taken back by Ye Xiaochuan from the soul-eating old demon, it was full of evil and evil aura.
Later, Yujizi used the essence of the water of life stolen from the elves in northern Xinjiang and the evil spirits in the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet to be eliminated.
However, as the jade machine has continued to absorb and refine evil spirits and yin energy in recent years, the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet seems to have been affected.
In the original dark blue light curtain, you can vaguely see a wisp of black energy entwining inside it.
This is a sign that the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet begins to turn black again.
But this kind of blackening makes the power of this bracelet not lessened but more powerful.
With the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet's light barrier protecting the body, Fantong's sonic roar attack is greatly reduced.
The jade machine wrapped in black energy let out a hideous smile that made people go numb.
The God-killing Demon Sword came out of his hand and shot directly at the huge rice bucket.
Fantong roared angrily, swept out his huge bear paw, and unexpectedly caught the God-Slaying Demon Sword.
The old storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou were both shocked and shouted in unison: "Be careful!"
It was still too late! The powerful devouring power of the God-killing Demonic Sword was activated, and Fan Tong felt that all his energy and blood were being devoured crazily by the Demonic Sword in his hand.
Fan Tong roared angrily, trying to get rid of the demon sword in the bear's paw, but the devouring power of the demon sword was so powerful that it was like a tarsal maggot, firmly attached to Fan Tong's bear paw.
Just barely breathing, Fan Tong's huge bear paw has been swallowed up by the God-Slaying Demon Sword.
Seeing Fan Tong roaring in pain, Yuan Xiaolou could no longer hide his identity.
She yelled angrily, and while rubbing herself up, there was a long, iron rod-like weapon in each hand! It was her magic weapon, her trump card! In an instant, she was at Fan Tong's side.
At this moment, after Fan Tong's transformation, he was six to seven feet tall, and Yuan Xiaolou's body was not as big as Fan Tong's bear's paw.
She stood in the palm of Fan Tong's giant palm, raised her right hand high, poured all her true energy into her weapon, and hit it hard on the blade of the peerless magic sword attached to Fan Tong's palm! Bang! There was a loud noise,
The God-killing Demonic Sword was finally knocked away.
Fan Tong was able to escape the disaster, and Yuan Xiaolou, who was protecting his palms, rolled backwards.
Suddenly, snow flew everywhere, and several giant trees were broken by the body of the rice bucket.
"The trump card?"
Cangyun Sect and Qianmian Sect had a long honeymoon period, with numerous marriages between disciples of the two sects.
Yu Jizi and Ban Meier used to be old friends who knew each other well and I knew your strengths and weaknesses.
Naturally, he is very familiar with the secret weapons of the successive sect masters of the Thousand Faces Sect.
With just one glance, he could see that the girl named "Ye Lou'er" was holding a trump card at this moment.
He seemed surprised and said: "How come you have the trump card in your hands?
Are you Yuan Xiaolou?
Impossible! Ten years ago on Cangyun Mountain, you were pierced through the internal organs by the Purple Sun Divine Dagger. There is no way you are still alive! Not even Hua Wuyou can save you!"
Yu Jizi's voice became very sharp at the end! The mysterious green light curtain covering the outer layer of the body and the black energy inside quickly dissipated.
Yu Jizi's face appeared in front of Yuan Xiaolou and the old storyteller.
Tonight, he has been hiding his identity, covering his whole body with black energy, making it difficult for people to see his appearance.
I don’t know why, but at this moment, all the black energy around the jade machine disappeared.
This scene surprised both the storyteller and Yuan Xiaolou.
Could it be said that Yu Jizi no longer has any scruples?
The two of them saw his face, and they were determined to kill him and silence him! Just when Yuan Xiaolou was shocked and felt that he and his grandfather would definitely die tonight.
The old storyteller's brows jumped, as if he thought of something.
He immediately jumped out and shouted: "Yes, she is Yuan Xiaolou! Now that you have revealed your true face, girl, you don't have to hide your identity anymore, just restore your true face!"
When Yuan Xiaolou heard this, he was shocked again.
But she still followed her grandfather's words and reached out to massage the back of her neck a few times. Her cheeks began to twist and deform.
In the blink of an eye, an ordinary-looking farm girl turned into a beautiful little beauty with fair skin and big eyes.
Yu Jizi looked at the familiar face in front of him, and his body shook slightly.
He said hoarsely: "It's really you! I didn't expect that Hua Wuyou was so capable that he actually saved you! Miss Xiaolou, we haven't seen each other for many years, and now you and I meet in this way, aren't you surprised?"
A trace of fear flashed in Yuan Xiaolou's eyes.
She wanted to quibble that she had never seen Yu Jizi, but she still didn't say it out loud.
Who doesn’t know Yujizi?
If I say that I don't know him, I'm afraid even my job won't believe it.
After a moment, she smiled bitterly and said: "Master Yujizi, I am no match for you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Please let my grandfather and this big panda go."
Suddenly, the old storyteller said calmly: "He won't kill you, just like he won't kill your mother."
Yu Jizi and Yuan Xiaolou simultaneously looked down at the old storyteller standing in the snow, holding a bamboo pole and a curtain.
Yu Jizi sneered: "What do you want to say?"
The old storyteller said: "Did I make a mistake?
You even killed your good brother Yuan Qin, why didn't you kill Bazhu Shui?
Why wasn't Yuan Shaoqin killed?
With your wisdom, you should have known Yuan Shaoqin's true identity in Cangyun Sect all these years.
You didn't kill them just because of four words, blood is thicker than water.
No matter how cruel you are, you will never kill your own descendants."
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into dead silence.
Yu Jizi's expression changed rapidly as she stared at the old storyteller.
This time, the old storyteller did not show any fear, but looked directly at Yu Jizi's murderous eyes with a pair of turbid and wise eyes.
Yuan Xiaolou shouted: "Grandpa, what did you say?
What blood is thicker than water?
What descendants?"
The old storyteller said calmly: "Everyone knows that Ban Meier has two daughters, Ban Zhuyue and Bazhushui.
But the world never knows who she married and gave birth to these two daughters.
If I remember correctly, it was three hundred and forty years ago, on a snowy night in Tianfeng Cave in Fenghuang Mountain..." Yu Jizi said sternly: "Shut up! Who are you?"
Yuan Xiaolou was stunned.
No matter how stupid she was, she still understood the meaning of her grandfather's words.
My grandma was married to Yu Jizi and gave birth to my mother and aunt.
According to this seniority, he, his younger brother Yuan Shaoqin, and his cousin Li Wendao are all the granddaughters of Yu Jizi! Yuan Xiaolou murmured: "This... how is it possible! How is it possible! Why have I never heard of it?
But... Grandma and Yu Jizi are one generation apart! They are hundreds of years apart!"
The old storyteller said: "Although they are a generation apart, the age difference is not significant.
Cultivators are not mortals. Unless they are over three hundred years old, they will look a little old.
Your grandma, Ban Meier, has a very high level of cultivation and is proficient in the art of beauty. She was only two hundred years old at the time and was in the prime of her youth. Due to her beauty skills, she looked like she was only twenty-three or four years old.
At that time, Yu Jizi was still called Yang Xuan and was in his seventies or eighties. It was normal for the two of them to marry.
However, because they are one generation apart, they dare not make this unethical love public!"