He was obviously unconscious, but he retained some vague consciousness.
She could feel her body light, as if something was constantly wrapping around her.
Her consciousness was floating up and down, and she didn't know how long it took before she finally managed to wake up.
She felt like she was hanging in mid-air, and underneath were ruins and corpses, and a sea of blood. Before she could react with fear, she felt a force rush to her face, as if fighting for something with her.
, and after a while, it turned into a gentle force flowing through her body.
After a few painful moments, she fainted again.
When she woke up for the second time, she could see many things.
The perspective is still in mid-air, but this time what I see is a living person.
"...You have killed countless living beings for your own selfishness, how can we allow you to continue to do evil!" The man in white standing opposite in mid-air shouted angrily towards this side.
"Just because you want to kill me? It's simply a wishful thinking. The magic sword is in my hand. Even if Mo Shanghe comes in person, I can kill him with the sword!" This voice came from above her.
As he looked up, he saw a tall man holding a black sword and facing thousands of people. Behind him were countless black-looking people on the ground.
"Devil Chu Yi, don't insult the ancestor of the Mo family!"
The men and horses on both sides didn't say much, and rushed towards each other as if they were dead. There was a pile of spells and magic weapons, and a group battle began.
What gave her the most sense of reality was that she could clearly feel the feeling of the sword cutting into someone's body. The blood flowed through the sword, more like flowing through her body, and it was hot.
Tong Yan screamed uncontrollably: Ah!!!
However, the people around him only heard the buzzing sound of the sword, and the power fluctuations emanating from the center of the sword body spread out in all directions with irresistible force.
The crowd fighting below was indiscriminately bounced hundreds of meters away.
"Hahaha... Demon Sword, are you cheering? I know you are also thirsting for their blood." Chu Yi stood firmly in the sky and went crazy when he saw everyone being knocked away.
Immediately afterwards, he used his ghostly movements to start the killing feast.
The more people he killed, the more frightened Tong Yan became, and the sword trembled more and more. Finally, he broke free from Chu Yi's control and stabbed it firmly into the base.
I'm locked in a sword.
This was Tong Yan's last thought before he fainted.
After that, she woke up repeatedly from the sword many times, but the time was extremely short, and the man named Chu Yi was either killing someone or on the way to kill someone.
This time, she rarely stayed awake for a longer period of time.
It was still a bloody scene. After seeing it for a long time, Tong Yan got used to it.
Chu Yi died, and the person who killed him was a young man.
He has an unparalleled appearance and a cold temperament. Even if one of his arms is disabled and blood is constantly pouring out of the wound on his waist, he can't move a trace of unnecessary emotion.
Mo Yun looked at the blade of the sword coldly, and Tong Yan wondered if he saw something in his deep eyes.
This time she took the initiative to fall asleep, just like a person who feels sleepy after eating a full meal. She felt so sleepy that she fell asleep quickly as soon as she closed her eyes.
A mysterious place that never sees the light of day.
Tong Yan followed the magic sword and was suppressed in countless formations. According to relevant sources, she has been imprisoned here for more than three hundred years.
Although she felt like it was just a matter of closing and opening her eyes.
The people in Tong Yan's sight were fighting again, and this time the purpose seemed to be that someone wanted to steal the magic sword.
However, the suspected villain was eventually defeated by the guards, and at the last moment he blew himself up with the intention of dragging others present to die with him.
The explosion almost destroyed all the formations in the Land of Jueling. Except for the one inch protected by the formations, it was still intact. The aftermath touched the outer areas where landslides and ground cracked, and rivers dried up.
A space crack exploded closest to the explosion point.
At that moment, Tong Yan desperately wanted to leave. The sword obeyed her thoughts and followed the explosion, breaking off a small piece of the blade and flying into the space crack.
As the crack closed, those who checked the situation after the explosion could not find where the missing piece of the magic sword blade had gone.
…
Ji Xing, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards where Tong Yan was.
I saw the big cocoon wrapped in layers of vines, falling apart under some special force, revealing the person inside.
Thin bone chains were woven into an oval that could just accommodate the person inside, completely protecting the girl inside. From a distance, it looked like a giant egg glowing with white light.
But Tong Yan hasn't woken up yet.
"That's...the Nine Dragon Lock?" Ji Xing's eyes gradually deepened, and he looked at Tong Yan with a somewhat searching look.
The owner of the Nine Dragon Lock is Shang Xun, the young master of the Mosha Sect. What kind of relationship do they have?
After a moment, a powerful force came out from Tong Yan's body, and the phantom butterfly flower vines that were still trying to fight against the Nine Dragon Lock were completely wiped out by this force, both roots and leaves.
This was not over yet, the force crushed the formation that trapped Tong Yan with overwhelming force, and then continued to rush out. The spiritual plants accumulated around the formation disappeared in an instant.
If Ji Xing hadn't promptly retracted the diamond shield maintained by his own spiritual power, quickly broke through the barrier, and retreated several feet away, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this overbearing blow.
He swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, and became more and more confused and curious about Tong Yan's origin.
…
Shang Xun, who was in retreat at Luo Huafeng, had a headache due to the earth-shattering ghostly screams of the weapon spirit. He opened his eyes and stared at the weapon spirit of the Nine Dragon Lock in a ghastly manner.
"If you can't give me a suitable reason, I will turn you into a snake and throw you outside."
The white chain body of the Nine Dragon Lock that was dancing wildly in the air suddenly froze. It believed that Shang Xun could definitely do such a crazy thing. It was a dragon! Does the dragon know?
In the secret room, a young man's voice trembled: "Yes... it's your little apprentice."
Shang Xun still looked at it expressionlessly.
"She was attacked, and my tailbone protected her for a moment, and then..." The boy's voice gradually became filled with anger and fear, but he still continued to finish the sentence: "Then I felt a familiar and terrifying sound coming from her body.
the power of."
That power made it involuntarily think of how it came to be. The pain of having its keel ripped out while alive had already penetrated deeply into the bone marrow. Just thinking about it for a moment would make its whole body tremble.
The Nine Dragon Chain is Shang Xun's natal magical weapon. Naturally, he can clearly feel its resentment and fear, and he can't help but frown.
"Is it really that scary?" His little apprentice was really not that simple.
The reason why the Nine Dragon Lock is called the Nine Dragon Lock is not just for the domineering name. It is because in the ancient times, when the dragon clan of heaven and earth mythical beasts was prosperous, nine of the most powerful dragon keel bones were forcibly extracted, and various kinds of additions were added to it.
Treasures of heaven and earth, top-quality immortal weapons refined with the different fires of heaven and earth.
In its heyday, its power was no less than a divine weapon, and it was also a top-notch treasure that caused turmoil and caused countless monks to scramble for it.
Unfortunately, after tens of millions of years of reincarnation and tempering, the once top-notch fairy weapons have been reduced to top-grade spiritual treasures. (Treasure level: magic weapon/spiritual weapon/magic weapon/spiritual treasure/ancient treasure/immortal weapon/artifact)
In life, he was a proud dragon, and after becoming a magical weapon, the weapon spirit derived from it naturally regards itself as a dragon, and others are absolutely not allowed to confuse it with the reptiles on the ground!
Even if you pull it out and compare it, it won’t work!
"Even if the monk is reincarnated, she is still cultivating to the highest level. What are you afraid of?"
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid of that stupid Xiu. If it hadn't been for that divine sword in his hand, any war dragon could have killed him!!"
Shang Xun: "..."
…
Tong Yan, who was lying in an open space several feet wide, opened her eyes. What caught her eye was the bright blue phantom butterfly, flying in groups from all directions, surrounding her.
in the middle.
Beauty is beautiful, but she is even more confused.
Did she dig into Lan Huandie’s ancestral grave or something!?
If these thousands of moths were to weave a dream for her, she would definitely die on the spot!
Seeing this scene in the distance, Ji Xing thought that Tong Yan had angered all the monsters in the valley by destroying several feet of phantom butterfly flowers.
After thinking for a while, he flew over and noticed something strange when he got closer.
After the rioting spiritual plants were destroyed, there was no movement from the surrounding spiritual plants. The most important thing was that a faint golden light appeared in the sky above the blue circle surrounded by blue fantasy butterflies.
"Ha..." As if he thought of something, Ji Xing suddenly chuckled.
When Tong Yan heard Ji Xing's voice, his heart panicked, as if he had found his backbone.
"Little Master Ji Xing! Please save the child! All the phantom butterflies in the valley are here. I'm not going to die here."
Jing Xing's gentle voice came in: "Don't be afraid, child benefactor, the blue fantasy butterflies have gathered here because their royal family, the mutated golden butterflies, have come out."
Sure enough, as soon as Ji Xing finished speaking, the golden light fluttered and flew to Tong Yan's side, circling around her non-stop.
The blue phantom butterfly follows the movements of the golden butterfly, expanding and flying layer by layer, like a grand dance of phantom butterflies.
"This is..." Tong Yan raised his hand tentatively and extended his index finger, and the golden butterfly landed on it.
"That's right, this golden butterfly wants to recognize you as its master."
"Golden butterflies have the noblest bloodline among the fantasy butterflies, and their ability variation is particularly special. They can cultivate to the peak of the seventh level, which is almost the cultivation level of the monks at the peak of the golden elixir. Compared with the highest mid-level foundation building stage of ordinary blue fantasy butterflies,
Kingdee has greater potential."
Tong Yan was a little shocked for a moment and felt very strange. He couldn't say a word for a long time.
The other side continued: "And Jindie not only has the ability to create illusions, but also has the ability to identify and decipher various illusions..."
Although the higher the level of the illusion, the smaller its effect, but it is enough to deal with illusions below the transformation level.
"This golden butterfly... it must have the cultivation level of foundation building." Tong Yan felt the faint pressure coming from the butterfly on his hand, and really didn't want to admit that he was not as good as a butterfly the size of two copper coins.
"In the early stage of foundation building, if nothing unexpected happens, it will soon break through to the middle stage."
"..." Then why did it blindly fall in love with me?
Ji Xing saw Tong Yan's lips slightly parted and his eyes wide open, with undisguised confusion and surprise on his face.
As if he guessed what she was thinking, he chuckled and answered for her: "The growth of monsters' cultivation is extremely slow. If they choose a suitable monk as their master, it will be of great benefit to their cultivation. What they like,
Maybe it’s the potential in you.”
In other words, it is the mysterious power within her.
After understanding the cause and effect, Tong Yan nodded clearly. It was not worth it to take a foundation-building monster as a spirit beast during her Qi training period.
Jindie seemed to be aware of her attitude, and flapped its wings to fly again from her hand. In a few breaths, golden light flashed under Tong Yan's feet, covering a person and a monster, and the rules of heaven and earth descended in an instant.
Master-servant contract, completed!
After the golden butterfly recognized its owner, it flew lightly and made a nest on the wooden hairpin on Tong Yan's head. If you didn't take a closer look, you would have thought it was the decoration of the wooden hairpin.
The blue fantasy butterflies surrounding her slowly dispersed and disappeared.
Ji Xing stepped forward at this time and saw that Tong Yan's face was pale and there were blood stains on many places on his clothes. He worriedly asked: "Did the child donor suffer any injuries? Now Huan Die and Ling Zhi have retreated and will not come back.
You can rest assured that you can meditate and heal your injuries.”
"The injury is not serious. I just feel a little weak and can't use my hands and feet." Tong Yan checked his body and found that he had lost too much blood. As for the wound cut by Shen Xinwan, it had almost healed.
"You fell into an illusion and then destroyed a sea of flowers. You are like this because you have exhausted your spiritual power. Cash Butterfly recognizes you as its master. The illusion in the valley has no effect on you. Why don't you rest here for one night and tomorrow morning?
Let’s start again.”
"What the young master said makes sense, I'll listen to you."
The prerequisite for her to leave the valley as soon as possible is that the illusion still affects her. Now that these are of no use to her, there is no need to rush out anymore.
Not to mention that she was too tired to move after experiencing the illusion. Even if her spiritual power was exhausted, she could not get out of the Phantom Butterfly Valley even on two legs.
If Jindie hadn't recognized him, it would have been equivalent to giving her a bottle of glucose, and she wouldn't even have the strength to stand up.
but……
"emm...little master, you just said that I was responsible for this empty space. Am I that powerful?"
After getting up, he saw a large area of empty ground. Tong Yan pointed at these places and asked Ji Xing uncertainly.
Ji Xing looked at her and smiled slightly: "The poor monk saw it with his own eyes. How could it be false? I don't know why a strong force came out of you at that time, which completely destroyed the spiritual plant. Fortunately, the poor monk dodged in time and was able to
Continue to stand here and talk to the child donor."
Listening to what Ji Xing said, Tong Yan guessed that the power should be emitted by the fragments of the magic sword. It sensed that it was in danger and took this action.
Naturally, I can't talk about the blade fragments, but Shen Xinwan's incident first affected him, and this time he almost hurt Ji Xing. Tong Yan couldn't help but feel guilty: "Then, little master, are you injured? I have a lot of medicine here. You need it."
Use whatever you want."
She took out various bottles and jars and handed them to Ji Xing, using her actions to express her apology for being almost accidentally injured.
Ji Xing glanced at the things in front of him. Since Tong Yan was not in the Qi training stage, most of the elixirs he prepared were second- and third-grade elixirs that could be used during the Qi training period.
However, these pills were of little use to him.
He said this, firstly, to explain, and secondly, out of curiosity about the mysterious power.
That can never be produced during the Qi training period or the Nine Dragon Lock.
Jing Xing lowered his eyes and said: "The poor monk's injury does not need to be serious, just a little adjustment of his breathing will suffice. Now the alchemy boy donor should put it away."
After he finished speaking, he walked aside and took out a futon and sat down to meditate. Tong Yan looked at the elixir in his arms and felt that he had not thought it through. Second- and third-level elixirs were suitable for her, but they were not necessarily suitable for Ji Xing.
He can easily take on two foundation builders by himself, and his cultivation level is naturally not low. The efficacy of the third-level elixir is probably negligible to him.
Tong Yan put away the pills and rummaged through the storage bag again.
The one she bought may not be of high grade, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have any high-grade elixirs. In the end, she picked out a fourth-grade high-grade healing elixir, Rejuvenation Pill, which is very suitable for monks in the late stage of foundation building.
The early stage monk elixir also has certain curative effects.
Tong Yan hesitated while holding the medicine bottle, then walked to Ji Xing and handed the medicine over.
"Little Master, this is a recovery pill for healing injuries. If you take it and then meditate, you can quickly recover from your injuries."
The medicine bottle was handed to him. Ji Xing opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Tong Yan, who was slightly bent over to hand the thing over. Perhaps he was afraid that he would refuse again, so he looked at him with a trace of nervousness in his eyes.
"Thank you very much, Tong Donor, for your kindness." He said thank you.
Ji Xing took the elixir and drank it directly, then closed his eyes and meditated, adjusting his breath to heal his injuries.