Chapter 9 The Dragon Boat Festival Heroes Gather (End)
Zhikarizhen sheathed his sword and stood up slowly.
In the Starry Sky Consciousness Sea, cute girls are curled up, still sleeping in. The eight-winged golden cicada lies in the core of the soul, its wings are trembling lightly, and its mouthparts spurt out wisps of golden smoke that have never been seen before, like a dream or an illusion.
, lingering in the air, and slowly sucked back into the abdomen.
This was a sudden change in the witch spirit when Zhi Shouzhen was studying the golden beads in the Golden Que Illustration a few days ago.
Although Zhikarizhen still failed to discover the mystery of the Golden Que Illustration, the Eight-winged Golden Cicada seemed to have realized it, and suddenly swallowed the golden beads, giving birth to a mysterious change, and even the original Xuji Nailed Soul Forbidden Technique also followed.
Change.
The running circuit of this spiritual method of the witch tribe has taken on a new look, as if it has integrated the essence of the Golden Que Illustrations and started a strange cycle of the world.
Zhikarizhen's skyrocketing and somewhat frivolous mental power gradually stabilized, and the new cycle of heaven and earth became more balanced and peaceful, not as violent as before, and the damage to the lungs was greatly reduced. In terms of purification of mental power, it far surpassed that of Xuji.
The original version of the Nailed Soul Forbidden Law.
This made Zhi Kaizhen unable to help but think about it. Could it be that the four spiritual books can be integrated and transformed into a supreme spiritual method? If he can look at the Jade Tower Catalog in the future, will the shaman spirit still be enlightened and change?
After all, the witch spirit is a spirit of interaction between heaven and man. Heaven is the father, the witch is the mother, and the witch spirit is the son. They are born with a mysterious law of heaven and earth.
Zhi Kaizhen took out the golden beads from his arms and looked at them again. The wizard had absorbed the beauty of the Golden Que Illustrated Records. This technique was actually useless to him, so it would not matter if he gave it away.
Just for the sake of the Supreme God Xiao Sect, he must preserve this treasure.
Zhi Shouzhen pondered for a while, then opened the door. Xie Xuan came up to him with a carefree attitude: "Xiao An, you finally came out. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, remember to tie a life-long thread for good luck!" Putting a bunch of green and red
, a five-color ribbon woven from yellow, white, and black is carefully tied around Zhikarima's left wrist.
This is the custom of the Dragon Boat Festival in the Jin Dynasty. The five-color ribbon symbolizes the five elements and is a recognized auspicious color. When woven into a bundle of longevity threads, it can get rid of plague and evil and live a long life.
"Seventh brother, hurry up and have a drink together to show your respects!" Liu Ling followed Xie Xuan and hugged Zhikarizhen's shoulders with a smile, "Today you and I brothers join forces to kill everyone and make our name forever!"
Zhi Khouzhen looked around, and saw Ji Kang, Zhou Chu, Kong Jiuyan, the Wang brothers and sisters and other well-connected children standing side by side in the small courtyard, waiting eagerly. Zhi Khouzhen's eyes passed over their concerned faces.
His heart couldn't help but feel warm, and an indescribable gratitude made him hang his head, speechless.
Outside the bamboo forest valley, there is a heavy fog, making it difficult to see the surrounding scenery with the naked eye. The valley protection circle has been raised long ago, completely blocking the entrance, making it difficult to enter.
"Yuan An won't always be hiding in it, right?" "I don't believe it, he can hide in there for a lifetime!" "Didn't the Six Sons of the Bamboo Forest say that they would fight against the heroes of the world to decide who owns the Golden Que Illustrated Book? Ji Kang is so big
You won’t fool us with your name, right?”
There were crowds of people around, and monks from all over the country gathered in small groups, and the crowd was excited. Although many monks died on the way, there were still nearly a hundred people who showed their magic skills and crossed the blockade of the clan to reach the bamboo forest valley.<
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Some monks were discussing the Golden Que Illustration and dancing with excitement, as if this spiritual skill was already in their pot, and now they needed to consider whether to braise it or steam it.
There are also some lone travelers standing at a distance, saying nothing, their alert eyes scanning back and forth, secretly wondering which monks are strong enemies, which ones are vulnerable, or just spectators who come to join in the fun.
"Mingzi, are you standing so high to see the Green Relic Pearl?" On a nearby high cliff, a lone pine tree was entrenched. Su Jiuqi climbed on the treetop and looked around. The six-star spider spirit of the South Dipper lay on top of his head, curiously
Asked.
"She hasn't come yet, oh no, it has nothing to do with her." Su Jiuqi blushed and said quickly, "The ancients said, 'If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to a higher level!' Only when you stand high can you see.
It’s far away.”
The Spider Spirit of the Six Stars of the South Dipper blinked: "So it's just to see the Green Relic Pearl?"
"How is that possible? Look at the beautiful scenery of Zhongshan Mountain - hey, is this her? It doesn't seem to be anything special." Su Jiuqi suddenly pointed downward.
Not far away, many second-generation demon monks were like stars holding the moon, surrounding the green bead, swaggering all the way.
The demon sect monks present looked at each other and stepped forward one after another to greet each other. Most of them were neutral sects of the demon sect. They were neither inclined towards Bian Wuya nor interested in relying on the Green Relic Pearl. Among them, the Hehuan sect's Return to Void
The monks have white eyebrows and Zhu Yan is the leader.
"Is the saint also determined to win the Golden Palace Illustrated Book? It seems that we are going to have a fight." Bai Mei took a step forward and stared at the green bead with fiery eyes, as if trying to penetrate the light blue gauze summer clothes.
, take a deep look into the beauty of it, without concealing your desires.
He is over a hundred years old, with silver hair, a pair of long eyebrows as white as snow, hanging down to his ears, but his skin is smooth and rosy, as tender as a baby, which is quite the wonder of the Acacia sect. He has one hand
He hugged his Taoist priest Zhu Yan, caressed her up and down, and rubbed her as much as she wanted. The other hand was always pressed on the silver knife handle at her waist, unmoving and as solid as cast iron.
"The magic book belongs to the strong. When we join hands, saint, don't blame us for not being compassionate enough." Zhu Yan chuckled and squirmed in Bai Mei's arms, her plump and bumpy body trembling slightly like a snake.
, attracting everyone’s eyes to cast their gaze over her, lingering greedily on her breasts and snow-white thighs.
She carries a golden long sword on her back, and behaves coquettishly and wildly, but her eyes are always clear and cold as needles. Although she is at the initial stage of refining the spirit and returning to the void, when she joins forces with Bai Mei, their yin and yang are in harmony, and their breaths circulate with each other.
It is enough to resist the cultivators at the peak of returning to the void, and its combat power is one of the best on the field.
The name of Sun Yue Zhenjun Gu Sanri, the leader of the Hehuan sect, is enough for them to not be afraid of the second generation demons.
Sigh... Ning Xiaoxiang stood alone in the distance and couldn't help but sigh. His hair was disheveled and he changed his shape and appearance, pretending to be a wandering cultivator among them. He had just received an order from the prince, asking him to do it at all costs.
Save Yuan An’s life.
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It was just that the Demon Sect came with such force that he felt a mountain of pressure and a severe headache.
Seeing the large number of people in the Demon Sect, some of the casual cultivators also looked at each other, secretly feeling anxious.
"Everyone, a snake can't survive without a head, and a single tree cannot make a forest. We'd better choose a leader to lead everyone to join forces to fight against the Seven Sons of the Bamboo Forest and the Demon Sect." A handsome middle-aged man wearing an incense pink robe,
Shaking the peach blossom folding fan gently, he opened his mouth to suggest that it was none other than the famous flower-picking thief——Hua Shuai Zheng Liuxiang.
This man likes plump ladies the most in his life. He was once wanted by the powerful Chu family, but he can come and go freely with the help of a set of magical powers called "Lian Lian Playing Butterflies". He is a rare insect cultivator, and the peach blossom fan in his hand is even more magical.
Infinity.
"Hua Shuai, you are a master at refining qi and restoring the spirit. Why don't you protect us and get some benefits." A casual cultivator who was at the beginning of refining qi and nicknamed "Drilling Rat" agreed with a smile.
The cultivation level of casual cultivators is generally low, there are very few who have the cultivation level of refining the spirit and returning to the void, and even rarer ones are the hedao ones. Refining the spirit and returning the spirit are already considered to be the first-class masters in the world, enough to lead a local force.
"How ridiculous!" A swordsman sneered harshly, "How can a mere flower-picking thief lead a group of heroes?" He wore a bamboo hat on his head and a simple sword hanging from his waist. He exuded a chilling sword aura, which made people shudder. p>
Zheng Liuxiang's eyes turned cold, and just when she was about to retort, she heard, "Is this person from the Taihang Mountains?" an old woman in colorful clothes with a wrinkled face asked.
"I have seen the poisonous grandma in Miaojiang." The swordsman's expression condensed, and he clasped his fists at the old woman, "A certain family is the ninth sword of Taihang Mountain, the Ice Sword Geng Zhao."
Zheng Liuxiang's expression suddenly changed, and he quietly took a few steps back. The Taihang Mountain bandits were giants of the Yunhuang Green Forest, and their one hundred and eight swords were famous throughout Jin and Chu. The leader of the Taihang Mountain Bandits, the "Sheathless Sword", was rumored to have entered.
Hedao, the Ice Blade Geng Zhao is not someone you can afford to offend.
On the other side, Green Yi Zhu's clear gaze slowly passed over the demon cultivators, and smiled sweetly: "I came here this time just to congratulate the seven sons of the Bamboo Forest on the Dragon Boat Festival, and have no intention of competing for the Golden Que Illustration."
Everyone was in an uproar and stunned.
At this time, the nearby smoke suddenly dissipated, the morning breeze blew gently, and the sun shone brightly, revealing the bamboo forest path leading to the deep valley.
It's Chen time when the magic circle is dismantled.