At this time, Li Xuan felt a breeze blowing by his side, and saw a group of black mist suddenly emerge, gradually condensing into the figure of the weapon spirit, but this time, the purple lines around the weapon spirit returned again
It solidified a bit.
Obviously, during this period of time, his strength has recovered a lot again, and the oppressive feeling given to him by the weapon spirit this time is no less than that of the Jiang family's heaven-level cultivators...
Seeing Li Xuan's teasing gaze, Qi Ling knew that he could not hide his spiritual power fluctuations, so he opened his mouth and explained with a wry smile:
"Little Master, I have also benefited a lot from your previous fusion with Hetu Luoshu. To be honest, Yun Mo Shang's cultivation level has skyrocketed because of the methods deployed by Jiang Feng in the Ancient Moon Secret Realm.
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"I would like to know what method can be used to transform a cultivator in the Saint Realm into a powerful person in the Immortal Realm!!"
As expected, Li Xuan's response was still the familiar sentence, "Sorry, I can't say yet..."
After hearing this, Li Xuan snorted coldly, glanced at the soul of the weapon spirit, and felt that the soul of the weapon spirit seemed to have changed a little now, constantly revealing a sense of danger to himself, suppressing the irritable emotions in his heart.
, said in a voice:
"Do you and Jiang Feng have any issues?"
Qi Ling was stunned for a moment, but Li Xuan looked gloomy and sneered:
"You don't want to see him, but you dare to face Yun Moshang directly. Although I don't pay attention to the strange things, and I have no intention of arguing with you about lying to me, but I just want you to answer one question seriously."
Qi Ling was startled and suddenly raised his head.
The next moment, Li Xuan's eyes were like lightning and he said word for word:
"Who on earth... am I!? This land of divine grace has nothing to do with me..."
After hearing this, Qi Ling was as silent as a clay sculpture. However, his breathing became heavy and rapid in an instant.
Li Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly:
"Are you also the one who knows my original identity..."
However, the weapon spirit fell into silence and was speechless for a long time.
This reaction gave Li Xuan an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart.
The so-called fate of heaven is originally a hypocritical and illusory thing. This is something Li Xuan never wanted to believe after his rebirth.
But as he practiced again and encountered strange things one after another, Li Xuan's heart gradually became shaken.
Just because of various signs, he was very sure that his memory had been tampered with and sealed!
Whether it was the familiar feeling when he first met his hometown, or the portrait of Yun Moshang and the meeting with Ling Wei, these very similar memories made Li Xuan nervous and at the same time indescribably shocked.
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In addition, the previous conversation between the two heads of the Mo family and Daode Tianzun is the best proof.
All these things made Li Xuan feel more and more certain:
When I first met my hometown, the familiar feeling that came from my soul, as well as the memory of Yun Mo Shang and Ling Wei, the emotion and perception in it were definitely not hallucinations!
But, who is it that seals his own memory!?
Are you afraid that Li Xuan will recall something? Or are you worried that Li Xuan will ruin one of his original plans?
Could it be that there is really an invisible giant hand secretly controlling one's destiny?
After being silent for a long time, Qi Ling just sighed, with an extremely painful expression in his eyes.
"Little master, I can only tell you that everything, everyone is gambling..."
After saying these somewhat unclear words, Qi Ling once again disappeared into Hetu Luoshu,
"Little master, please elevate yourself to the Heavenly Realm as soon as possible. When you get to the Tiandu Valley, you will know everything... My memory has also been sealed, so there are many things that I don't want to answer you for.
, I just... can't say anything about it..."
After hearing this, Li Xuan just looked back and forth at the clear and beautiful woman's handprint on Hetuluo's book, and let out a heavy breath:
"Eternal life..."
His eyes were still full of determination:
No matter who it is, I will find my hometown...
But at this moment, Li Xuan never expected one thing:
The news about him has been spread throughout the world by Jiang Wang and others.
In Hetu Luoshu, the ancient enlightened tree reappears in the world! The owner also has the complete Taoist scripture!
As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar in countless cultivating countries!
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The Kingdom of Divine Grace, Cangwu Jianzhuang!
It's just that at this moment, the group of pavilions is beyond recognition and looks like ruins. It's hard for people to connect it with the mist-shrouded sword cultivation holy land.
I saw that the sword village that was originally surrounded by flower paths had lost its fragrance and was replaced by the strong smell of blood.
As far as the eye can see, there is a desolate and desolate scene. Even the previously green pond has dried up long ago.
All around was a scene of chilling.
Only the main hall in the middle of the Hongdiao Tower and Zhuyan Tower is relatively intact.
Around it, waves of ripples continued to spread on the mysterious light curtain, and each fluctuation made the light curtain's eyes dim a bit.
Outside the entire hall, there were hundreds of Taoist-looking cultivators. The leader had his hands behind his back. He was undoubtedly a cultivator at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm. His face was flushed with anxiety, and he kept urging the people around him:
“You bunch of losers, you don’t even have the slightest strength to take action, what on earth does Cangwu Taoist Temple do to feed you!
If something goes wrong with this ice soul bead, be careful, I am the only one asking questions!"
"Taoist Master Fa Rong, we have found the center of the formation. We can break the formation in half a stick of incense!"
A Taoist priest in green wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with some palpitations.
As the half-master of Cangwu Taoist Temple, Taoist Priest Farong's ruthless methods prevented him from complaining at all.
In the main hall, Hao Wujiang and Hanshuang were sitting together, but everyone looked a little pale.
In the previous battles, they were all defeated by Farong Lao Dao's offensive. They were extremely lucky to be able to escape and come in. Listening to the sound of the collision of Lingbao talismans and seals that kept ringing outside the hall, everyone's expressions were astonishing.
Very dignified.
At that moment, Nan Xiangyan, who was dressed in snow clothes, was still coughing uncontrollably. She stared blankly at the half-open window sill, as if she was in a trance. Her right hand holding the Piaoyu Sword was trembling slightly.
At this critical moment of life and death, there was only a deep sadness in her calm eyes:
I don't believe you can really die so easily...
At this moment, Piao Yujian seemed to feel Nan Xiangyan's thoughts, and began to tremble, with a cold light like water blooming all over his body.
In front of Nan Xiangyan, a female cultivator with a gray face half kowtowed and said tremblingly.
"Master of the Villa, in less than half an hour, the Sword Gate formation will be broken. I beg you, Master of the Villa, to escape from this place through the back road and avenge us!"
"revenge!"
"Master, please leave quickly. If you stay, Wangchen Jianzhuang will really disappear completely!"
The faces of the few dozen remaining Jianzhuang disciples were filled with intense grief.
After hearing this, Jiang Baihe's eyes turned red, he slammed the table and shouted angrily:
"Really... what a bastard. How could Cangwu Taoist Temple be so thick-skinned!? What's the difference between this kind of behavior and that of a robber!"
During this process, Nan Xiangyan sighed deeply subconsciously in her heart, and her face gradually darkened.
Is Wangchen Sword Village really going to a life-or-death situation...
But in her heart, what emerged more was that young man
figure...
If he was here, would everything turn around?
Immediately, she shook her head gently and cut off this somewhat unrealistic thought in her mind.
No matter how talented Piao Yujian Li Xuan is, he still has no chance of winning against a peak Earth Emperor cultivator like Fa Rong...
While Hao Wujiang sighed, Nan Xiangyan was just a little confused:
Li Xuan, what is the relationship between you and me...
Is it a Taoist couple or a lover...
Are you my beloved?
If so, why would I die so easily; if not, why would I be so sad...
Could it be that when the life and death of my Sword Manor is at stake, as the owner of the manor, is this all I care about...
Just thinking about it, her heart twisted again.
As everyone knows, Nan Xiangyan's face has been covered with ice forever since Han Shuangxue and Jiang Baihe brought the news of Li Xuan's death.
Next, she seemed to have gone crazy. She was dressed in white, holding a Piaoyu sword, and was killing foreigners crazily. It was as if the only thing left in Nan Xiangyan's heart was revenge.
Even to this day, she is not sure what the purpose of doing this is.
But he still had no hesitation and continued fighting alone.
Finally one day, the news about the Ice Soul Pearl and Piaoyu Sword were revealed.
But what none of them expected was that the cultivators who came to encircle and suppress them turned out to be members of Cangwu Taoism who were not aliens.
The Taoist priests who only care about the incense in front of their door, and they seem to be untainted by the karma of the mortal world, are finally moved.
Therefore, the Ice Soul Pearl, a rare item that can nourish the soul, became the reason for the battle in Jianzhuang.
Finally, after nearly half a month of back-and-forth siege, the last defensive formation of Wangchen Sword Village was about to be completely broken.
As the disciples in the audience shouted again, Nan Xiangyan finally came back to her senses, her eyebrows furrowed, and she simply gave an order:
"Take these guests and leave through the secret passage of my Sword Manor... As the owner of the Sword Manor, I don't want to escape..."
After hearing this, Hao Wujiang's eyes dimmed, he sighed, shook his head slightly, and said:
"Fairies look down on us. Since I, Hao Wujiang, am the Lord of the Kingdom of Divine Grace, how can I be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!?"
As he spoke, he coughed up another mouthful of black blood from the corner of his mouth, "I never thought that those old Taoist priests could actually cultivate a cultivator at the peak of the Earth Emperor Realm. It is considered a blessing..."
"The two of us will never leave again..."
"The world is so big, no matter where you run away, you will always be ashamed of your benefactor's life. The fairy saved our lives in southern Xinjiang. How can I, Hanshuangxue, sit back and watch at this moment?"
Jiang Baihe also changed from his usual playful mood, and there was a solemn expression between his eyebrows:
"Master is no longer here, I will definitely protect my wife every step of the way..."
After hearing this, Nan Xiangyan shook her head and sighed softly. At this moment, a somewhat cold voice came to everyone's ears:
"Wangchen Jianzhuang, I have given you enough time..."
There seemed to be a slight trembling sound, and the light curtain representing the defensive formation finally dimmed completely...