Seeing Feng Yuyan open his eyes, the women hurried forward and asked: "Feng Yuyan, are you okay?"
Feng Yuyan's face was a little pale at this time. He adjusted his breathing briefly before opening his eyes, then stood up, ignored the inquiries around him, and walked straight towards Ziming Demon Xiao.
"Impossible! Impossible!! How could the master be killed by a Taoist priest like you!" Xiao Ling, who was locked in the circle surrounded by many divine soldiers, saw that Feng Yuyan's soul had returned to his original position, and he immediately expressed an incredulous expression.
His eyes exclaimed in surprise.
After Feng Yuyan heard Xiao Ling's voice, he suddenly remembered that there was another Xiao Ling outside. He turned his head and looked around, and was stunned because it was only then that he realized that the appearance of this Xiao Ling was actually similar to that of Xiao Ling.
The Yurong he saw in the magic flute was exactly the same, like twins!
However, this was the first step to resolve the other party's resentment, so Feng Yuyan bowed very respectfully to the magic soldiers outside and said: "Dear immortals, Feng Yuyan from Shushan has just reached an agreement with Mo Xiao.
I will personally resolve her resentment."
"For this reason, I beg you all to be noble and let this Xiao Ling live. I will ensure that they will not kill anyone again."
"Zheng!"
Feng Yuyan's words seemed to be conveyed to those magic soldiers. Many magic soldiers let out a golden cry in unison. The sharp aura that blocked Xiao Ling gradually faded away and finally disappeared. Even those magic soldiers were silent.
When he fell down, there was no more light or sound, as if he had fallen asleep.
When Xiao Ling saw that she was freed, she immediately rushed towards Feng Yuyan with a ferocious expression and said, "Stinky Taoist priest, I want you to die!"
"Ling'er, stop!" At this moment, a woman's light voice suddenly came from the Ziming Demon Xiao.
Hearing this, Xiao Ling tilted her head in surprise and said, "Master, he..."
"Come back." The voice whispered again.
Hearing this, Xiao Ling glanced at Feng Yuyan reluctantly, then turned around and returned to the Ziming Demon Xiao.
Then he saw the Ziming Demonic Flute suddenly float up from the ground, and then slowly fall onto Feng Yuyan's palm.
"Master Feng, I'll just wait and see." The female voice came out again, but there was no sound anymore, and she calmed down completely.
Feng Yuyan held the Ziming Demon Xiao in his hand. At this moment, he finally let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.
"Feng Yuyan, what is going on?" Caiyun and others caught up at this time and asked with some surprise.
Feng Yuyan took a few breaths first, then smiled at them, raised the Ziming Demon Xiao in his hand and said, "It's okay for now."
"You can actually make Zi Ming Mo Xiao recognize you as his master?!" Concubine Hu said in surprise when she saw this.
Hearing this, Feng Yuyan picked at his cheeks in embarrassment and said, "This... doesn't count as acknowledging your master, you just stay with me temporarily."
"snort!"
Just after he said this, Yu Rong's cold snort suddenly came to his mind, making him smile even more bitterly.
"What the hell, I can finally take a break. I almost thought I was going to die." Seeing that there was indeed no danger, Yiyue relaxed and lay straight on the ground.
"Yeah, I didn't expect a demonized magic weapon to be so strong." Morikawa Miao also let out a sigh of relief and sat on the ground, then looked at Yiyue with a slightly envious look and said, "Sister Yiyue, this time
It’s a blessing in disguise, it’s actually been recognized by the Divine Weapon.”
"Hehe, I don't know either. The Yin Feng was inserted there at that time, so I raised my hand to shake it." Yiyue said, scratching her head in embarrassment, and raised her hand to gently stroke the Yin Feng next to her.
The chanting fan seemed to feel something, and the entire fan handle emitted a misty white light, which flickered twice before disappearing.
"By the way, why haven't I seen the fan spirit of your magic weapon?" Shen Bing'er couldn't help but ask after seeing Yin Feng's spiritual reaction.
Yiyue frowned slightly after hearing this, and was about to say something, but Concubine Hu was the first to explain: "It should be that her fan has not yet reached the point where it can evolve into a visible spirit body. Even if it is a magic weapon
There is also a gap between them. It is very rare for a flute spirit like the Ziming Demon Xiao to be so solid that it can even leave the weapon for a long time."
"I see, what is the basis for the appearance of Xiao Ling?" At this time, Feng Yuyan suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Concubine Hu glanced at him with some doubts, but she still said loudly, "Actually, the spirit of the weapon has no image. When they condense the visible spirit body, they will subconsciously change the shape of its previous owners.
The one who left the deepest impression, unless its owner at that time specifically reminded it of what it would become, otherwise it would usually be like this."
"No wonder." After listening to Concubine Hu's explanation, Feng Yuyan finally understood why Xiao Ling's appearance was exactly the same as that of Yu Rong. She should have the deepest impression of Yu Rong, so she couldn't help but take Yu Rong's appearance.
It's a pity that Yu Rong's appearance has been tortured so badly that she looks like a fierce ghost. Xiao Ling is like two fierce ghosts like her. Fortunately, Feng Yuyan is determined, otherwise he would have such two ghosts around him.
Damn it, I'm afraid I've been scared to death for a long time.
At this time, when Chu Ling saw that everything had settled, he stopped adjusting his breath, stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, and was about to turn around and leave.
"Friend, please wait a moment!"
At this moment, Caiyun's voice suddenly came from behind him. Chu Ling turned around and asked, "Is Fairy Caiyun calling me?"
"That's right, I was able to subdue Ziming Demon Xiao this time, thanks to your help. Caiyun is here to thank you." Caiyun walked up to Chu Ling, cupped his fists and thanked him.
Chu Ling waved her hand and said: "It's okay, this is all for self-saving. I came out from below. If it takes care of you, it will be my turn next."
"No matter what, I still want to thank you. Um, I still don't know what to call you?" Feng Yuyan also walked over at this time and said with a smile.
When Chu Ling saw that his plan to pretend to be an airman and withdraw from the show failed, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He hesitated for a moment and then said loudly: "My name is Ling Tian. We are all comrades in arms. There is no need to be so polite."
"Ling Tian?" Caiyun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and glanced at Chu Ling's body with a slightly appreciative look.
"Brother Lingtian, it's all thanks to you this time." Feng Yuyan heard this and said with a smile and cupped his hands to Chu Ling.
Chu Ling smiled and nodded and said, "It's okay, there's no need to be so polite."
"Okay! Your name is Ling Tian, right? Now we can discuss the reason why you brought those magic weapons to me, right?" At this time, Concubine Hu also came to Chu Ling with her hands on her hips and a questioning look on her face.
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When Chu Ling saw that they seemed to be continuing to chat, he couldn't help but said: "It's not too late to wait until we leave the sword tomb to discuss this grudge. Now that we are all in the sword tomb, Xuanyuan Sword will not be destroyed for a day."
Lord, we are all competitors."
As soon as he said these words, the expressions on the faces of Feng Yuyan and others changed slightly.
However, Chu Ling didn't take it into consideration that much, and continued: "It's my honor to meet you all. After leaving Sword Tomb, if you don't give up, you are welcome to come and ask for mercy at any time."
"However, if we are still in the sword tomb, everyone, we should each rely on our own abilities. When the Xuanyuan Sword is found, I hope that someone here will become its new owner. Farewell!"
After Chu Ling finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation. After all, his identity was too sensitive, and those people were all acquaintances. If he was recognized, there would inevitably be another battle.
However, sometimes things really come to mind. Just when Chu Ling was about to walk away, Caiyun's shouts suddenly came from behind again.
"Wait a minute!"
Chu Ling took a deep breath after hearing this, then stopped and turned her head and asked: "I have made it so clear, does Fairy Caiyun have any other advice?"
"I don't take it as advice. I just want to ask, is that white lightning you brought up when you moved before, is it your superpower?" Caiyun said, looking at Chu Ling without blinking, "Can you