Chapter 60: Escape from the Demon Lock Tower and hide in the Xuanguang Ruler
After half a day, An Zhisu finally woke up and turned around.
Ling Yunpo quickly helped his senior sister up carefully.
The wound on her back had already been cleaned by Ling Yunpo, and it was also confirmed that there was no special energy left, and it was well applied and bandaged.
But perhaps because of the damage to his natal sword, An Zhisu still felt sick and wilted at this time, which was completely opposite to his usual soft and sassy temperament.
It's like Xizi holding the heart, although she is fragile and weak, her charm is even better than before.
Ling Yunpo stayed by the hospital bed, talking patiently to his senior sister, and shed tears of self-blame, which frightened senior sister An to quickly comfort him and tell him not to take it to heart.
"So at that time, was it because it took time to activate the magic talisman?" An Zhisu showed an "I see" expression and said with a smile, "I said why don't you leave quickly..."
"In this way, it is somewhat meaningful for the Frostfall Sword to be shattered. At least it bought us time to escape."
"Senior sister..." Ling Yun was speechless and burst into tears of gratitude.
To be able to say "the broken sword of my destiny means something", to what extent does this senior sister pamper me?
"Don't worry about me." An Zhisu continued to comfort him, "Master left me the Cold Sword before going into seclusion. Even if the Frost Sword is gone, I still have a sword that I can continue to use."
"Senior sister." Ling Yunpo said with an extremely serious look, "One day, I will find an eleventh-level sword and make it your destiny sword!"
The long-lost Kunlun Mirror prompt also sounded:
[There is no shortage of characters, synchronization value +1.]
This is an exaggeration. You must know that the so-called "eleventh-order fairy swords" are all recorded in ancient books, and they were famous swords killed in the hands of ancient great masters.
Junior brother has not even reached the Golden Core Realm, where can he get an eleventh-level immortal sword?
However, An Zhisu did not regard it as a joke and just said with a smile:
"Okay, senior sister, I'm waiting for your eleventh-level sword."
She stretched out her little finger and pulled the hook with Ling Yunpo, who was dumbfounded.
After taking a short rest, An Zhisu and Ling Yunpo went out together and checked around the valley.
No demons were found, which was very strange.
Somewhere in the valley, the two discovered the exit to this world.
Following the passage back to the Octagonal Hall, Ling Yunpo was shocked to discover that the valley just now was actually the Ximen area on the 72nd floor.
After continuously using the Ten Thousand Miles of Water Vein Divine Movement Talisman, he and his senior sister actually made it all the way down to the 72nd floor... We were extremely lucky not to die.
No, my future self once said, "I would have encountered a death disaster."
In other words, is it just the result of the timeline being revised?
In any case, now that the marrow-cleansing palace has been accelerated and the main purpose of this trip has been completed, let's leave here as soon as possible.
The octagonal hall of the Demon Locking Tower has an open door on the upper floor connected to the living door on the lower floor. In addition, the living door on the 1/30/50 floor has an exit directly to the outside world.
Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu continued to enter the Shengmen passage. As the levels of their places continued to rise, the surrounding light gradually became brighter.
Arriving at the fiftieth floor, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.
I saw that the walls were twisted and deformed, the ever-burning lamp was shattered on the ground, and there were large blood stains from someone unknown, splattered almost everywhere.
The living door leading to the outside world was violently torn apart from the inside by some powerful magic. Ling Yun went up to check it out.
There are obvious traces of low-temperature freeze cracks on the cut faults.
"Junior brother." An Zhisu said from the side, "Be careful when you go out."
"Yeah." Ling Yunpo nodded.
The two people left through the damaged living door. As soon as they arrived outside, they saw that the color of the world had changed.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and countless dragons appeared and disappeared in the clouds, chanting and roaring.
There was another huge chi dragon, wrapping its body around the upper end of the Demon Locking Tower, pulling forcefully to the side - the Demon Locking Tower made an overwhelmed sound, as if it was about to collapse.
An Zhisu suddenly grabbed Ling Yunpo's arm, and the two men's swords suddenly accelerated, dodging the bloody mouth that sneaked up from below.
The two of them ran wildly through the valley, only to see the dragon chasing after it, spitting out a large number of ice blades that shot towards it, forcing the two of them to change directions to avoid it.
Suddenly a ray of sword light shot out, instantly passing through the dragon's head and nailing the opponent to the rock wall next to it.
"I've seen Headmaster Yujing." Ling Yunpo saw the person clearly and saluted quickly.
Headmaster Yujing, who was wearing a seven-star Taoist robe, lowered his sword light from the air and glanced at him lightly.
This glance gave Ling Yunpo the illusion of being seen through from the inside out, almost exactly the same as Qiu Changtian in front of Headmaster Ziwei.
Fortunately, Headmaster Yujing did not intend to waste time. He quickly looked back and said indifferently:
"All disciples gathered at the Golden Summit of Emei to take refuge. You should also go there as soon as possible."
"Understood!" Ling Yunpo immediately pulled An Zhisu away.
The two of them did not dare to fly too high, so they could only fly close to the ground with the light of their swords.
A group of golden elixir masters, riding sword lights, passed murderously over their heads.
Ling Yunpo squinted his eyes and saw a large area of majestic light flashing in the distance, which seemed to be the aftermath of the battle between Shushan Sword Immortal and Jiaolong.
There is no doubt that in the war taking place over Mount Shu, at least only monks in the Golden Core Realm are qualified to get involved.
As for myself and my senior sister...it's better to leave the show obediently.
An Zhisu struggled to control the cold sword light, but the speed was significantly slower than the original Frostfall Sword. The sequelae caused by the destruction of the natal sword became more and more serious.
Ling Yunpo had no choice but to keep pace with her, then held her arm, held her palm, pressed the acupuncture points on her fingertips, and poured his own strong essence into it.
Fortunately, I had stolen thirty years of cultivation growth in the Cloud Sea and Sky Realm, and now I have real energy to support my senior sister.
An Zhisu struggled slightly, seeming a little embarrassed, but in the end he couldn't break free.
Feeling Ling Yunpo's true energy flowing along her arms and slowly injecting into the sea of qi below her lower abdomen, she felt some indescribable shame.
Considering that he was indeed weak and the surrounding situation was critical, An Zhisu simply stopped struggling and let his junior brother pull him away.
The two finally arrived at the Golden Summit of Emei, and saw that a vast light curtain had been pulled out by the Xuanguang Ruler, and the entire peak was protected by a colorless light shield.
Various attacks would fall from time to time, causing large ripples on the light mask.
Pulling the senior sister to the edge, someone soon noticed the two Shushan disciples here. They opened a small hole in the shield of the Xuanguang Ruler and let them in.
As soon as he entered the light curtain, Ling Yunpo saw Master Jinghua coming with sword light and said angrily:
"You two arrived just in time! Tell me, where is Su Jian?"