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Chapter 41: Demon Respect Building

"The savior is awesome, but this time we have no shortage of blood and no loss!"

On the top of Suzhou City, the two elders Xuan Ming watched a sword light flying towards the southern border, and Sun Yifeng, the round-faced god descendant, spoke.

His companion, the square-faced god Huang Xudong, picked his ears and said, "Let's go to Shushan first. Those guys are going to deal with the Evil Sword Immortal. We can't be absent all the time."

"Okay, but before I leave, I'll light another fucking fire!"

Sun Yifeng looked outside Suzhou City.



at the same time.

In the Lin Family Fort, Lin Zhenwei looked at his most proud son and sighed: "Son, victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. The heroes all start over, why can't you see through it?"

Lin Tiannan knelt on the ground with a resolute face: "Father, I see clearly, so I want to go to the Xianjia sect to seek the true method of the Great Dao!"

In the previous battle, Qing'er left after the fight, but for Lin Tiannan, it was a life-changing duel.

He knew very well that the opponent did not use their full strength. If everyone had used the initial ten strength, he would have lost long ago.

And the other person is just a child of a few years old.

There is no doubt that there is no sect in the world that can teach such a disciple, only the immortal cultivating sect with the ethereal traces of the fairy.

Learning martial arts cannot change Lin Jiabao.

He wants to become an immortal.

Lin Zhenwei had a headache.

The Lin Family Fort knew a lot about the world of cultivating immortals. Their ancestors had a Shushan secular disciple as their teacher, and they turned what they learned into the Lin Family swordsmanship with their astonishing talent, which was passed down and became the current martial arts family.

But the more he got to know Lin Zhenwei, the more he realized how difficult it is to cultivate immortality.

Even though there are a lot of disciples in Shushan, compared with all living beings in the human world, they are extremely rare, and the same is true with the seventy-two blessed lands for cultivating immortals.

The immortal cultivating sects in this world have very little to do with the secular world. The disciples are generally orphans. They have been carefully trained in the sect since they were young. They have achieved some success in practicing Qi in their teens. Qingming, who wields the sword, has entered the Qing Dynasty at Lin Tiannan's current age.

It is not impossible to get started in Lingshan and Dachuan after passing the test, but it is already too late. How can you compare with the kind of disciples who have laid the foundation since childhood?

Therefore, Lin Zhenwei did not want his son to be too ambitious. After several attempts to persuade him, he finally got angry and locked him in the house.

But the next day, the servant came to report, and there was only a letter left in the house.

This son actually ran away from home!

Lin Tiannan simply packed up his salutes and walked out of Suzhou City. He looked at the clouds on the horizon, took a deep breath, and Qing'er's starting gesture flashed in his mind.

Wing Chun is definitely a sect that cultivates immortality!

Knowing shame and then being brave, he wants to learn Wing Chun!



Qing'er didn't know what kind of impact her first appearance in the world would have on a young martial arts master.

Her attention at this time was completely focused on the Miao territory beneath her feet.

The earth cracked.

Not a joke.

It's drought.

"Miao territory is experiencing drought again? Is it related to the water monster?"

Huang Shang's brows also frowned.

The main conflict point in the Miao territory of Xianjianyi is drought and praying for rain. The reason why the black and white seedlings split and killed each other was the instigation of the leader of the Moon Worshiping Church. On the one hand, the famine caused by long-term drought was another, more important.

aspect.

Natural disasters lead to corruption. This has been the case since ancient times, and the world of Xianxia is no exception.

However, the fact that the Xianxia World can truly succeed in praying for rain does not mean that it cannot resolve conflicts.

It's a pity that drought is not only a natural disaster, but also caused by water monsters.

It is a very terrifying monster, not only powerful, but also immortal.

As long as there is water, you can be reborn infinitely.

In the original plot, Lin Qing'er died to seal the water monster, and Zhao Ling'er also died to seal the water monster.

And this is just a seal, which means that after a hundred years, the water monster may reappear, causing trouble and bringing huge waves of destruction to the world.

However, in Huang Shang's eyes, this represents a key research point.

Because the greatest characteristic of the gods and demons in the main temple is their immortality.

As long as the divine magic core is not exposed, even if the gods and demons die, they can still be resurrected with the help of the divine and demon brand.

This is similar to the resurrection of a water monster when it encounters water.

Water is the brand of the Water Monster.

So no matter whether the water monster is causing trouble or not, Huang Shang will go and meet it for a while.

"Go to your mother first!"

When flying over the Miao village, Huang Shang lowered his sword light nearby and said to Qing'er.

"oh!"

Qing'er twisted her little body, showing a hint of uneasiness.

For that mother, her senses are quite complex.

Mainly because of the relationship between the two, there is a kind of cruel plunder in it. When she grows up, her mother will lose her spiritual power and even die.

Coupled with Zixuan's sealing action, her young mind was traumatized to a certain extent, and the reincarnators also took advantage of this.

Now that we are finally about to meet each other, of course my mind is racing and I can't help myself.

Huang Shang didn't say much.

In this kind of matter, outsiders' explanations are actually useless, and self-righteous consolation will only deepen the scars in the hearts of those involved.

The little girl is actually very strong. He just needs to complete the task and break the fate of Nuwa's descendants.

But there really isn't much time left for Zixuan.

When the daughter of a descendant of Nuwa reaches ten years old, if her mother is still alive, all her spiritual power will be transferred to her body.

Zixuan used her spiritual power to live forever, and she has lived for more than a hundred years. Once her spiritual power is transferred to Qing'er's body, she will become a mortal. The stagnant years will come in an instant, turning her into an old woman.

Then die.

Therefore, before Qing'er turns ten, even if she cannot completely break her fate, she still needs to solve the problem of spiritual power to possibly save Zixuan's life.

After the sword light fell, Huang Shang did not lead Qing'er towards the Miao village in a grand manner.

In this era, Southern Xinjiang was extremely xenophobic. Due to a lot of friction with the Central Plains, people from the Central Plains had very poor senses. Meeting them hastily would inevitably lead to unnecessary conflicts.

Why bother? Just use Qing'er's infectious power and meet the key people.

However, he did not sneak around perfectly like an assassin. Instead, he flashed a shadow under his feet and walked into the stronghold.

Miao people came and went without anyone noticing.

This is another level of application of the Dionysian realm. Just like a drunken immortal, even if he does not perform any immortal magic, he himself is confused and confused, and cannot be regarded by mortals at all.

The drunken immortal looks at the moon!

Qing'er paid attention to Huang Shang's steps with a look of contemplation. He nodded from time to time and turned his attention to learning martial arts.

Compared with Bao Tou and the vice-president, she is the one who learns the best. She is either boxing or practicing boxing, and she is simply a master of cultivation.

Not long after, the two came to a gorgeous thatched cottage.

What is gorgeous is not the house itself, but the colorful hangings in front of the house. The Cordyceps flowers and leaves are matched together to create a different kind of beauty.

When Huang Shang approached, the other Gu insects were unaware of it, but a small golden silkworm Gu flew out, flapping three pairs of wings, and circled around the two of them.

"Xiao Jin?"

There was a squeaking sound inside the house, and a little Miao girl ran out.

She has an oval face, beautiful facial features, and skin as good as snow. She wears a deerskin hat with a rabbit fur top, a light blue silk Miao dress, a cute short skirt, and a pair of bells hanging from her ankles.

, Greatly Different from the Central Plains.

"Who are you?"

The girl stared at the two of them, with a slight dimple appearing on her cheeks, with a bit of childishness.

Huang Shang looked at the house: "Are your adults here? Let's find the saint!"

Every generation of descendants of Nuwa are all Miao saints, and he is referring to Zixuan.

"How old are you? You have such an old-fashioned tone!"

The girl was unhappy. She looked at Huang Shang, and as expected, she was wary of the original dress. But when she turned to Qing'er, her expression immediately became gentle: "Wow, little sister, what's your name?"

When Qing'er saw that she was being mean to Huang Shang, her little face curled up, and the girl immediately panicked: "Wait a minute, I'll go find the master!"

"Holy aunt?"

Huang Shang looked at this person's dress and the various rare Gu insects flying in front of the house, and guessed the identity of the owner.

The descendants of Nuwa are Miao saints. The saints are equivalent to their maids and have the duty of guardians. Their identities are passed down from generation to generation. They are proficient in all kinds of poisonous medicine and medical skills. They are erudite and powerful.

The current generation of holy nuns is called the Puppet Mother-in-law. She sealed Qing'er with the puppet soup. She also unsealed Qing'er in the original plot.

In this world, Zixuan did not die at the end of the main plot of Fairy Sword III. According to what the Evil Sword Fairy said, she has always been located in southern Xinjiang, and there is a high possibility that the Holy Aunt will protect her.

"Follow me!"

Not long after, the girl came back: "Master is waiting for you!"

Following her guidance, the three of them quickly arrived at a mist-shrouded forest from a path behind the thatched house.

The girl turned her head frequently along the way, trying to pull Qing'er's little hand, but she didn't dare several times, but Qing'er took the initiative to hold her hand.

The red jade chain hanging from the side of the girl's hat swayed, and her steps suddenly started to float, as if she were walking on the clouds, um... a serious kind of walking.

After entering the forest, the scent of beasts began to increase, and there were faint roars of monsters. Fortunately, the bells on the girl's ankles rang, and those quickly disappeared.

The three of them were very fast. After a quarter of an hour, they arrived deep in the forest and saw a fiery red unicorn!

No different than the fire unicorn that is affected by the power of chaos in Fengyun World, this unicorn contains pure fire spirit fairy power and is a fairy beast!

The girl even said hello: "Grandpa Qilin!"

"You are here, go in!"

Qilin opened his mouth to answer, his voice was old and weak, and he nodded his head inside.

There is a semicircular boundary, with the light of the five spirits flowing, and there are three figures faintly inside.

"Why are there three?"

Huang Shang was surprised.

Zixuan should be among them, and the holy aunt is also there, so who is the other one?

Now that we were here, there was no need to guess. He took Qing'er and stepped in. Sure enough, he saw a gray-haired and decrepit woman standing next to a stone statue.

"Zixuan turned into a stone statue?"

"Is it him?"

Huang Shangxian stared at the stone statue and found that there was a rich vitality inside. When he was not dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at another majestic figure standing tall.

With dazzling red hair, slender eyebrows, and a hunting cloak, he looks down upon the world and looks down upon the six realms.

Other than that, no too many adjectives are needed.

Demon respects the building!

Chonglou has always had a good impression of Zixuan, and his own strength is beyond the reach of high-star reincarnators. His appearance here is unexpected and reasonable.

This figure is slightly illusory, not really here, but the pressure makes the flesh and blood will in the body wail, just like the nameless evil star crushing the surrounding life, it is the absolute suppression of life forms!

Huang Shang was not surprised but overjoyed, and carefully observed the incarnation of Chonglou. This was even more powerful than the water monsters. The demons were directly immortal. The process of resurrection was almost the same as that of the gods and demons in the main temple.

"Child, you are here!"

The saint's voice sounded at the same time, and she looked at Qing'er with a look of love between her brows.

"aunt!"

Qing'er subconsciously called out. She had a very deep familiarity with this old woman, even more so than the mother in the stone statue, so she was about to run over.

"Don't come over here!"

But the tone of the saint's voice shocked Qing'er.

"Huh?"

Huang Shang turned his eyes and heard a lot of nervousness.

This barrier has existed for a long time, and its function should be to suppress it. The stone statue that Zixuan transformed into is the formation eye. From the current point of view, there is no crisis that will break out, so why is the saint girl nervous?

The holy aunt also realized her gaffe, and her tone softened, and she said: "My child, I know why you are here, but your mother is suppressing the water monsters and earth monsters. You can't distract her, so you should follow her first.

Tang, go back!"

Ah Tang was the name of the girl who brought them here, and she was also the direct disciple of the holy aunt. Hearing this, she smiled at Qing'er.

"I want to see my mother!"

Qing'er looked at the stone statue of Zixuan and didn't move her feet.

If Zixuan could move, she might be hiding behind Huang Shang at this time, but now that Zixuan has turned into a stone statue, Qing'er has put aside all the distracting thoughts before and only has the blood-related affection between mother and daughter.

But at this moment, a force suddenly came from behind her and pulled her back.

"elder brother?"

Qing'er opened her eyes and looked at Huang Shang in confusion, but saw that his expression was more solemn than ever before, and he was looking directly at the shadow of the Chonglou.

However, the shadow of Chonglou originally focused on the stone statue of Zixuan, but now he also turned around.

A pair of fiery red eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and two blades that looked like teeth and claws extended from the wrist, revealing an extremely dangerous look.

The target is Qing'er.

Zixuan and Qing'er cannot coexist in the world!

There can only be one complete descendant of Nuwa in this world!

But would this reason allow the mighty Demon Lord to attack a child?

Won't!

But after the observation just now, and referring to the photos of Tiandao's private room, Huang Shang felt that there was an inexplicable sense of disharmony in Chonglou Zhiying.

To take precautions, he immediately protected Qing'er behind him. The Earth Spirit Pearl flew out of his body and fell into the Five Spiritual Wheel. The Heavenly Sword rang out and he was fully prepared.

Sure enough, the next moment, a flash of blood appeared on the shadow of Chonglou's eyebrows, and the blood blade on his wrist burst out with black and red light, which seemed real but not real. It crossed the barrier, burned the sky, and slashed at him in anger.



(There will be more later.)


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