A cough came from a distance, and Weng Mengyun struggled to get up from the ground. She was covered in blood. The sword just now, if Duanmuling had not been possessed by the demon and could not control her own strength, she would probably have cut her with one sword.
Therefore, Weng Mengyun also escaped by chance.
She slowly straightened her body and looked at Long Xiaoshan. She naturally saw the scene when Duanmuling exploded just now.
Unexpectedly, the final winner was the Demon Lord of Immortality.
Of course, she also calculated a little force and stabbed Duanmuling with a sword, accelerating her demise.
Of course, this sword was not to help Long Xiaoshan, but to help herself.
It is true that as Long Xiaoshan said, in Duanmuling's eyes, she is just an optional chess piece. Su Huanzhen and Ling Xiaofu are all treated as a furnace by Duanmuling, what is she?
Since Weng Mengyun can become the master of Cihang Jingzhai, he is not a vegetarian.
After seeing that Duanmuling's situation was not good, he decisively turned against the situation.
Now that Duanmuling is destroyed, she is also a gamble.
boom!
At this moment, an amazing light burst out from the mountain behind Cihang Jingzhai. A figure stepped out. It was a woman with unpretentious beauty. Her jade-like fairy figure seemed to be untainted by the vulgarity, but only her wonderful eyes.
When I swept it, it was like two thunder and lightning, with a biting meaning.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes also shrank and looked at the woman. He didn't know her, but he felt a familiar feeling when he looked at each other.
The woman's eyes stopped on Long Xiaoshan for a few breaths, then opened her mouth, as if she said something, and then a dazzling white light burst out from her body, instantly leaving like a sword flying to the immortal, disappearing into the vast sky
.
Weng Mengyun, who was beside her, staggered and almost fell down. A hint of pale appeared on her face and she murmured: "Master is still alive, no, that's not Master."
Long Xiaoshan turned his head and asked in a deep voice: "Who is she?"
Weng Mengyun looked at Long Xiaoshan with a wry smile in her eyes: "She is my master, Su Huanzhen, you should have heard of it."
"Su Huanzhen." Long Xiaoshan frowned, the woman who defeated the Seven Killing Demon Lord.
"But she may not be her anymore. After the master and the Seven Killing Demon Lord had a bet, he returned to Jingzhai, and then she was closed to death." Weng Mengyun said in a low voice.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes sterned, and he also guessed a possibility. Since Duanmuling could possess Ling Xiaofu, it was not impossible to possess Su Huan, although Duanmuling's soul exploded just now.
But this kind of possession is not a body-taking.
Will Duanmuling, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, not leave any help?
And before she self-destructed, she stared at Long Xiaoshan and said, "I remember you." What's the point of saying such words? It can be seen that Duanmuling is probably not dead.
Some of her soul is parasitic on Su Huanzhen.
Thinking of this, Long Xiaoshan's expression was also a little gloomy.
Once a person like Duanmuling stays, there will be endless disasters, but at this time, Su Huanzhen has already flew away without a trace, and he will never be able to catch up with him, so he can only give up.
Now, at least Xiaofu has escaped Duanmuling's control.
The biggest task he had to come to Cihang Jingzhai has been completed.
As for Duanmuling, self-destruction of her soul is not that simple. If she was really confident, she would not have escaped from Cihang Jingzhai.
Long Xiaoshan looked at Weng Mengyun and said lightly: "Master Weng Zhai stabbed Duanmuling with a sword just now. I must know what the consequences will be if Duanmuling catches him."
Weng Mengyun's face looked so ugly.
She naturally knew Duanmuling's ruthlessness. She was a truly ruthless person who regarded everything in the world as straw dogs. Even if she did not offend the other party, she was full of grass in the eyes of the other party. Moreover, she stabbed Duanmuling with a sword.
With Duanmuling's ruthless and coldness, it is impossible not to take revenge on her.
Weng Mengyun took a breath slowly, and her expression gradually returned to normal. She looked at Long Xiaoshan and said, "Xiaofu is my disciple, so I have to find a way to save her."
Weng Mengyun is a smart person, and he knows that the only one who can make her survive now is Long Xiaoshan.
Because Long Xiaoshan is the only person in the past thousand years who caused Duanmuling to suffer a great loss.
The True Lord of Beiming, the Seven Killing Demon Lord, and many giants who have dominated the age of all fell at Duanmuling's feet, but Long Xiaoshan beat Duanmuling. Even if Duanmuling is alive, if Long Xiaoshan can be protected, she still has hope of survival.
However, she also knew that Long Xiaoshan was mostly disgusted with her senses.
She wanted to obtain Long Xiaoshan's protection, so she naturally couldn't speak directly.
If Ling Xiaofu is said, there may be a little possibility.
Long Xiaoshan smiled coldly, and he naturally knew what Weng Mengyun thought, but this was also something he did deliberately, because he really needed Weng Mengyun's help. Ling Xiaofu had not yet woken up. Weng Mengyun was the owner of Cihang Jingzhaizhai. Here
It may be helpful.
Weng Mengyun dragged his wounded body and thoroughly checked Cihang Jingzhai, and then completely closed the formation so as not to kill Duanmuling to come back. Fortunately, Cihang Jingzhai was not large in area and there were few people.
So it's easy to control.
After doing everything, Weng Mengyun came to the main hall of Cihang Jingzhai.
Long Xiaoshan was there, checking Ling Xiaofu's body. Weng Mengyun came and asked, "How?"
Long Xiaoshan shook his head: "Her soul has disappeared, but I can feel that she still exists."
After all, the two of them have been practicing for three years and have been merging with each other's hearts, so Long Xiaoshan can sense Ling Xiaofu's existence. Weng Mengyun took two steps forward and pressed his hands against Ling Xiaofu's eyebrows.
"If I guessed correctly, Duanmuling should have used the technique of soul-sending." After a moment, Weng Mengyun spoke.
"The Art of Soul-Sending?" Long Xiaoshan frowned at her.
Weng Mengyun said: "We Cihang Jingzhai are a holy place in Buddhism and have a wide range of knowledge. We pay special attention to spiritual practice and the art of soul-sending is the method of reincarnation derived from Buddhism.
Buddhism has always been a saying of reincarnation. When the holy masters and monks perceive the arrival of the deadline, they will help them to relieve the reincarnation and reincarnate to the next life, but this is still risky. After all, the memory will be sealed after reincarnation, and the talent in the second life cannot be achieved.
Control, so later this method of reincarnation became more and more "advanced". These monks and powerful men would find suitable target spirit children in advance, and directly reincarnate them on their bodies when they were still in the mother's womb and merge with the soul of the fetus.
Then he instructed his younger disciples to cultivate spiritual children to restore his spiritual wisdom in his previous life as soon as possible.
This is the original soul-sending technique. It is actually a magpie's nest, but because the fetus is in the mother body, no one knows that the soul has been replaced."
Long Xiaoshan's eyes showed a hint of sharpness and said, "Xiaofu and the others are already adults, it's different from this situation."
"Yes, that's why I said that the reincarnation of Buddhism is a primary soul-submission. After that, an evil monk appeared in Buddhism, known as the Thousand-Faced Bodhisattva. This person practiced the art of reincarnation into a more terrifying soul-submission technique, which can be directly integrated into
Adult souls and live a life of thousands of faces.
I think Duanmuling must have mastered this kind of evil technique.”