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Chapter 206 205. Heart Demon Sword Prison, Jumping to the Outside (8.0K words - big chapter, please subscribe)

Nightfall

Song Yan looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, who was half-wrapped in the white plum silk bag in his arms. He used his fingers to push aside her messy hair, looked at her tightly closed eyes, and pinched her nose playfully.

Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly twisted her small body and rolled in the quilt like a ball of fire.

Song Yan held her firmly.

Only then did she open her eyes, with her rosy cheeks, and gently hit Song Yan like a spoiled child. Then, her crescent-shaped smiling eyes were filled with tears, reflecting the young man in front of her.

And this is also the most "brutal" thing she can do to Song Yan.

In the past, she would always lower her head and avoid those at higher levels, so how could she dare to fight her senior brother who was at the Purple Mansion Realm?

And she did this entirely because the combination of the two made her feel in her heart that "the man in front of her belongs to her", so she hit him lightly to make herself understand that this is not a dream, and also to prove that "this man really belongs to her". Otherwise, if she hit him like this, shouldn't her senior brother be angry and furious?

At this moment, silence is better than words, and the sweetness of love between the man and the woman permeates more and more.

In Song Yan's eyes, Ling Xiaoxiao's thoughts were almost written on her face.

This little thought made him like it even more.

"Did you turn down Xin Gongzhi's team to go to Qingfeng Valley?" Song Yan asked in bed.

Ling Xiaoxiao said: "I will listen to my senior brother and turn it down."

Song Yan couldn't help but smile again.

In fact, he could feel that if Wei Xian was really here, he would definitely let Ling Xiaoxiao turn it down. After all, a place like "Qingfeng Valley" was even more dangerous than the sea area of ​​"Level 1 Xiuxuan Land", and Wei Xian would never let his cauldron go to die.

Even if he were to die, he would have to wait until he had used it up completely and completely killed that trace of lustful demon in his heart.

At that time, if Ling Xiaoxiao is sensible, he will let her go and life and death will no longer matter; if she is not sensible, he will definitely take action himself and arrange a "death experience" for Ling Xiaoxiao, or even kill her with a single sword.

All this was not entirely Wei Xian's fault, but was related to the skills of Chan Jianzhai.

The Zen Sword Sect follows the secret cultivation methods of the infinite ancient clans and emphasizes one thing: to have a clear sword heart and to use the sword to convey the truth.

The uniqueness of this lineage will be reflected to the extreme at the Purple Mansion Realm.

This is because the "natal secret technique" of each Purple Mansion cultivator is a different sword, which is completely different from the other ancient clans who all share the same natal secret technique and the same natal secret treasure.

Each sword carries a different sword spirit and can play a different role, thus the potential of the sword practitioners of the Wuliang Ancient Clan and even its disciples and sects is extremely terrifying.

This is also the reason why the Wuliang Ancient Clan was ranked first among the "Mountain Ancient Sword Community".

Compared to these overlords who have existed for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan and the Wuxiang Ancient Clan are all considered younger generations.

Although there are many types of swordsmen, they can generally be divided into four categories.

1. Red Dust Sword;

2. Haoran Sword;

3. The sword of killing;

4. Ruthless Sword.

Among them, the Red Dust Sword is the most numerous and the Merciless Sword is the least numerous, but the power of the Merciless Sword is extremely terrifying.

Unfortunately, Wei Xian's sword heart belongs to the "ruthless sword", so when he sensed the desire in his heart and the signs of the inner demon, he chose Ling Xiaoxiao as his Taoist partner. He planned to kill Ling Xiaoxiao with one sword after the matter was accomplished, so that he could prove what he believed to be the essence of the "ruthless sword", which could be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, Ling Xiaoxiao knew nothing about the "Sword Heart". She foolishly thought that "a sword is a sword, and a man is a man" and that the brothers of the "Ruthless Sword" should only be ruthless to their enemies. However, she never expected that the brothers of the "Ruthless Sword" would do anything to comprehend the word "ruthless".

Even though her best friends had reminded her, Ling Xiaoxiao always had a glimmer of hope for Wei Xian and tried hard to convince herself that any kindness Wei Xian showed her would be magnified countless times by her.

The fate that awaited such a foolish woman would have been dire.

But now, everything has changed.

Ling Xiaoxiao, whose fate had changed unknowingly, asked anxiously, "So what are you going to do, brother?"

"Wait until daybreak and follow me for a walk. You have been recuperating for a long time and it is time to go for a walk. This time, Master needs to know some details about the outer sea, so I will go and report to him."

Song Yan said.

After learning about the situation of the Wuliang Ancient Clan, he was also very interested in this "Sword Heart".

His "three corpse bodies" each need to be nurtured, and the "sword" is also what he holds in one hand. If he can practice further, it will be enough to perfect his "three corpse bodies".

The reason why the ancestor of the "Ancient Wuxiang Clan" lowered his realm, re-possessed another body, and returned to this Level 2 Xuan cultivation land must have been a deep plan. In the confrontation between many major forces here, Song Yan felt that he could get a glimpse of it.

When the cause and effect are resolved and he has thoroughly comprehended the meaning of his destiny, he will cross the sea of ​​suffering and achieve the state of incarnation.

The world is about to collapse, and everyone is scrambling to cross the river, hoping to catch a glimpse of hope for survival, and he is no exception.

He will also have to face the various causes and effects, which requires him to be as strong as possible.

These are what he is doing right now.

Next day

Song Yan put on a gray sword robe and left the cave with Ling Xiaoxiao.

The two swords flashed with rainbow light. Ling Xiaoxiao would glance at his Taoist partner beside him happily from time to time, his little face filled with happiness.

There were many sword practitioners in the Chan Sword Studio in Kuchan Mountain. Song Yan met several acquaintances during the time he transformed into a rainbow and escaped.

"Brother Wei, have you recovered from your injuries?"

"Junior Brother Qian, I'm recovered."

"Brother Wei, good morning."

"Junior Sister Ding, you too."

"Mr. Wei, I heard that you went to a low-level cultivation area for training and nearly got seriously injured and died. This is really ridiculous." Another swordsman in gray came towards him, but with a sneer on his face.

Before Song Yan could speak, Ling Xiaoxiao's face turned red and she wanted to refute.

Among fellow sword practitioners in the Biluo Mountain, gray clothes are the color of the sword robes of the Purple Mansion practitioners.

Ling Xiaoxiao never dared to challenge this kind of senior brother in the past, but if that senior brother dared to say something bad about Wei Xian, she would "borrow the power of the tiger" to stand up for Senior Brother Wei and say a few fair words.

But before the two of them could say anything, a gray-clothed female cultivator beside the gray-clothed swordsman had already spoken.

"This trip has been confirmed. The low-level Xuan cultivation area has been flooded with natural disasters and is full of dangers. It is already remarkable that Wei Xian was able to fight his way out and return safely. Senior brother, you are wrong to do this."

After the words fell, the sarcastic gray-robed swordsman was stunned for a moment and asked, "Really?"

The gray-robed female cultivator said, "This time, more than a thousand people from my Sword Sect alliance went out for training through the teleportation array. The training lasted only three months, and the training range was also around Wangjian City. However, we encountered six Divine Infant Calamity Beasts! Divine Infant Calamity Beasts never stay alone. Once they pass by, there will be tens of thousands of Calamity Beasts following them. Such a situation is really terrifying."

The gray-clothed swordsman was stunned for a long while, then he bowed deeply to Song Yan and said sincerely: "This time, I was prejudiced. I apologize to you."

After saying this, the sword cultivator and his Taoist companion flew away again.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the sword cultivator going away, and seemed to have realized something. She murmured, "Only when you are sincere to yourself can you be sincere to your sword. There are many things I can learn from these brothers."

Song Yan looked at his Taoist partner's look of "studying hard and making progress every day" and couldn't help laughing.

Ling Xiaoxiao blushed and asked, "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Song Yan said seriously: "Live and learn."

Ling Xiaoxiao was about to seriously agree, but she saw Song Yan laughing again, and immediately realized that her Taoist partner was teasing her, so she bit her lip and said angrily, "What's wrong?"

Song Yan felt that this female cultivator was naive and innocent, so he suppressed his smile, nodded again, and said seriously: "You are right, right or wrong is not scary, sincerity and honesty are the most important. If there is something to be learned from others' words and deeds, you can learn from them."

A moment

Song Yan and Ling Xiaoxiao landed on the main peak of Kuchan Peak.

After he explained his purpose, he was led into the main hall by his disciples.

The palace gate gleams with golden light, but the interior is elegant and full of Zen interest. There is a small bridge and flowing water, and an old man is on the bridge watching the lively fish in the pond.

The old man had a bald head, which was as smooth as a big peach without the hair. His cheeks were slightly plump and pink like a baby's, and his small eyes were smiling. He looked very blessed.

He is an elder of the Wuliang Ancient Clan, known as "Tianfang Jianweng", and his realm is the late Divine Infant. At this moment, he is standing on the wooden bridge, looking like an ordinary rich man.

It would be extremely ridiculous if someone without vision really regarded him as an ordinary person.

At this time, he threw handfuls of fish food into the water, watched the fish competing, and laughed happily.

In Song Yan's eyes, this Tianfang Sword Master had completely merged with this world, giving him a feeling of "Ancestor Ningxin".

There is no doubt that this old man is one of the ancestors of the Wuliang Ancient Clan.

This is because the main peak of Kuchan Peak here is only the territory of Chanjianzhai under the Wuliang Ancient Clan, and not the Wuliang Ancient Clan’s own ancestral secret realm.

From this alone, we can see the power of the Wuliang Ancient Clan.

Song Yan respectfully recounted what he had seen and heard during this trip to the low-level cultivation area.

After hearing this, Tian Fang Jian Weng nodded slightly, then looked at him with a smile and said, "You fell into the vast ocean, but you were able to survive from death. There are great terrors between life and death, but also great enlightenment. This is even more true for sword cultivators like me."

Song Yan found it interesting when he heard him say "little guy".

This meant that, as his power grew, even an earth-shaking ancestor in the late Divine Infant stage could not see through his "othering".

He just stood here in plain sight, but no one knew his true face.

If they were to fight, how many moves could Tian Fang Jian Weng survive at his hands?

Seeing Song Yan was silent, Tian Fang Jian Weng said again: "I know that you are practicing the ruthless sword. Your master passed away before, and there was no one to teach you. It is normal for ordinary sword practitioners to be like this.

But now that you can face death and practice the ruthless swordsmanship, you are a potential seed. Today, tell me about your insights and I will give you some pointers. Then you can go and meet your new master. "

Song Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Jian Weng, you are right. There is indeed a great fear between life and death, but because I was seriously injured, the great fear was not only not overcome, but turned into a demon in my heart."

Tian Fang Jian Weng asked: "What kind of inner demon is it?"

Song Yan said: "Life is short, fortune and disaster can change overnight. I was full of pride one moment, and my life was hanging by a thread the next. That day..."

He showed a painful expression, and recalled: "I fell into the sea. If it wasn't for luck that I happened to fall into the gap between the natural disaster and the water beast, I would have been smashed into a pulp and would not have lived to see you and tell you this.

These days, I lay on the bed, thinking day and night, why do people live? After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion. That is, we need to enjoy life while we can and be passionate.

Before he finished his words, a cold female voice suddenly came from behind the palace door.

"shut up!!!"

Song Yan turned his head slightly to look.

But then a fairy in red came over, her whole body seemed to be flowing with fire, her hair moved without wind, spreading like a sea of ​​fire, her pair of red lips were more beautiful than roses, her feet were bare without shoes, there was a red rope with a golden bell on her ankle.

After a stern rebuke, the little feet began to move, and the golden bells began to jingle, which was very touching and made people have many beautiful thoughts and feel distracted.

There is no doubt that the golden bell is an extremely powerful and disturbing treasure.

I don't know if the fairy in red carries it with her everywhere and is not affected by it, or if she is constantly using it to sharpen her state of mind.

The fairy in red looked at him frivolously, then suddenly scolded him and asked, "Am I beautiful?"

As the words rang out, Song Yandun felt a little bit of desire aroused. That desire made him feel like "I would rather die as long as the woman in front of him could smile."

But it's just a thought.

But in an instant, he had already had many thoughts.

Song Yan observed this little thought and found it interesting, but he couldn't help but start thinking quickly about how to respond.

Obviously, his words just now angered the fairy in red, so she came to cause trouble for him.

But even Wei Xian's memory did not reveal who this fairy in red was.

And the strength of this fairy in red is actually in the late Divine Infant stage.

At this time, after she asked the question, she did not wait for an answer, and opened her arms again, revealing her breasts that were bursting through her red dress, and said, "Since you want to enjoy yourself while you can, do you dare to hug me?"

At this moment, Tian Fang Jian Weng suddenly slapped the bridge heavily and said in a stern voice: "Feng Qiangwei, this is not the way our Sword Alliance behaves. Since you have left the Seven Great Bandits and joined our Sword Alliance, you have to get rid of this banditry! !

Wei Xian is still a child, he can have setbacks. Do you want him to be doomed by your treatment of him? "

The red-dressed fairy named Feng Qiangwei collected her spirit, and there was only absolute indifference and ruthlessness in her charming eyes.

Song Yan collapsed, sweating all over.

Feng Qiangwei looked down at him, then looked at Tian Fang Jian Weng and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to find a disciple for me, so I came here to take a look.

Back then, I received instruction from the elders of the Sword Alliance and practiced the ruthless sword art. Now that I have escaped from the seven major bandits, I can be considered to have returned to my roots.

I was thinking that your Sword Alliance might have some good ruthless seeds for me, but I didn't expect you to be a coward.

But after just walking on the edge of life and death, you think that life is short and you should enjoy it while you can. Such a mentality is really ridiculous. "

Tianfang Jianweng glanced at Song Yan, sighed softly, and said, "Mr. Wei, this is the famous Blood Plum Blossom, why don't you greet him?"

Song Yan saluted hurriedly.

Tian Fang Jian Weng said: "Blood Plum Blossom" Feng Qiangwei, killed her beloved to prove her sword heart, and then joined our sword alliance. She is extremely powerful when she sacrifices her love to the sword, but it's a pity that you don't have this fate."

Song Yan said: "It is because my disciple is unlucky."

Tian Fang Jian Weng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Mr. Wei, I will give you two choices.

One, go down the mountain to the surrounding tribes and become a worshipper of the immortals. If you want to enjoy yourself, you can enjoy yourself to your heart’s content; two”

The bald, wealthy old man fell silent again and said, "Go and visualize the 'Heart Demon Sword Prison'.

Either die in the sword prison, or be reborn through nirvana.

How do you choose? "

Song Yan asked: "Excuse me, Master Jian, what is this Heart Demon Sword Prison?"

The bald, wealthy old man said sternly, "Sword cultivators move forward courageously, regardless of what lies ahead. I only ask you, which one do you choose? ! ! If you don't choose, I will choose for you!"

Song Yan's choice is: both and more

He had already developed an incredible patience, so he didn't mind going to the tribe at the foot of the mountain to be a worshipper of the immortal. This "worshipper of the immortal" was considered high and mighty in the mortal tribe, but in the eyes of the sword cultivators, it was actually a "low-level security guard."

"Formlessness" allows him to easily access the sword cultivation method.

His terrifying strength allows him to fly and wander around everywhere.

When the time is right, if he is willing, "transformation" will allow him to return to the Sword Alliance under another identity.

Then he would naturally be happy to become a worshipper of immortals.

But "Visualizing the Inner Demon Sword Prison" really piqued his interest.

He still has a terrifying thing called "The Thoughts of the Master of Heaven and Earth" in his pocket, which may explode at any time. Naturally, he also wants to have more contact with new things in other worlds.

As for the "Inner Demon Sword Prison", he had never heard of it.

Therefore, his choice was: pretend to swear to be reborn through Nirvana, so as to visualize the Heart Demon Sword Prison. After he understood the visualization method, he would make his sword heart more damaged. Then he would become a tribal immortal, and study this "Heart Demon Sword Prison" in the tribe, while carrying out his own plan.

What Wei Xian knew was all very basic.

This sword cultivator was usually ambitious but incompetent, and he was the type who thought, "When I reach the Divine Infant stage, I will do this and that." He never really understood the "ruthless sword art," and just thought that "what is written in the book" was the behavior of nerds. Therefore, he did not pay close attention to the slightest movement around him.

But Song Yan only took a trip to the main hall of Kuchan Mountain and noticed a lot of anomalies.

The most important point is: if the Blood Plum Blossoms of the Seven Bandits can defect to the Sword Alliance, then is there no one in the Sword Alliance who will defect to the Seven Bandits?

It is another place with undercurrents and a situation where it is impossible to see the full picture.

He had no choice before, but now he decided to jump out and then peek outside the "chessboard".

A thought flashed through his mind, and Song Yan said respectfully: "Sword Master, disciple wants to try the Heart Demon Sword Prison."

“Blood Plum Blossom” Feng Qiangwei glanced at him and said, “You are quite arrogant.”

After that, the fairy in red left with a flick of her sleeves. As her little feet stepped lightly, another voice floated from afar, "That day, I will come."

Tian Fang Jian Weng also put away his stern look, nodded with a smile, and said: "Not bad, now you have some of the demeanor of a sword cultivator."

Song Yan continued to ask the original question: "Then may I ask Sword Master, what exactly is this Heart Demon Sword Prison?"

"Inner Demon Sword Prison?!"

"The Sea of ​​Bitterness Corrupted Thought Layer?"

"The inner demon of every sword cultivator in this world?!"

Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Song Yan hugged his Taoist partner, feeling the smooth touch, looking up at the dome on the couch, recalling the news he got from Tian Fang Jian Weng during the day, and sighed in his heart, "It's worthy of being a major sect in the second-level cultivation land."

Before, he only knew basic information such as the obsession layer and the corrupt thought layer in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

But today, his understanding is even deeper.

The obsession layer is an endless gray sea, where every wave contains many obsessions. Usually, the obsession layer is extremely calm, but when the "obsession current" appears, it may be attacked by the existence of the sea of ​​suffering and become extremely dangerous.

The corrupt layer is much more complicated than the obsession layer.

Among them, there are countless inverted black mysterious buildings.

These buildings were formed by the great obsessions of some "like-minded" people after countless years, and the interiors were even a maze of obsessions that embodied obsessions. The "Bitter Sea Buddhist Sect" he had heard of before came from them, and whether it was the demon monk or the minions, they all belonged to this "Bitter Sea Buddhist Sect".

"The Heart Demon Sword Prison" is a place similar to the "Bitter Sea Buddhist Sect", and its affiliation is the "Bitter Sea Sword Town".

Just like the Bitter Sea Buddhist sect, which has both good novice monks who are "dedicated to saving all sentient beings" and evil monks who are "bewitched by demons", the "Bitter Sea Sword Land" also has the distinction between good and evil.

The good side is called "The Long River of Sword"; the evil side is called "The Sword Prison of the Heart Demon".

The former is to preserve the sword heart; the latter is to preserve the inner demon.

The Biluo Mountain Sword Alliance has mastered a special "Heart Demon Sword Prison" visualization method, which has three levels.

First level: outside the door;

Second level: outside the hall;

Triple: Outdoor.

The triple visualization method corresponds to three different visualization pictures, from weak to strong, allowing you to observe the inner demons of sword practitioners in a relatively safe place, confirm your sword heart, kill the inner demons, and strengthen your resolve.

As for why they are all "outside", it is because you want to enter the "Kilsea Sword Town", which is impossible.

At least, that's what Tian Fang Jian Weng told Song Yan.

At this time, Ling Xiaoxiao pestered Song Yan and suddenly asked, "Brother, what will happen if we fail?"

Song Yan said: "Maybe the soul will be scattered, and this body will become stupid and stupid."

After saying that, he felt the hands hugging him getting tighter.

After a long time, Ling Xiaoxiao said: "Why not?"

As she spoke, she seemed to recall her senior brother's arrogance and inability to persuade him in the past, so she said emotionally: "No matter what, I will be with you forever."

Song Yan always found it funny when listening to Ling Xiaoxiao's words. If it were Wei Xian's words, he would probably scold Ling Xiaoxiao and say in a cold tone "You think I will fail, right?"

Song Yan thought for a moment and said jokingly, "If I fail and become demented, Xiaoxiao, you can go find a suitable Taoist partner again."

Ling Xiaoxiao's delicate body froze for a moment, and after a long moment she said, "Brother, if you say that again, I will be very angry. When the time comes, I will definitely take you around to find a way to recover. I want to be with you forever and ever."

Song Yan scratched his hair and said, "Well, forever."

A simple sentence instantly made the stupid girl happy.

A few days later.

Kuchan Peak, in front of a hall

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the closed temple door and waited anxiously. From time to time, he put his hands together and silently said a few times, "God bless me, bless me, please bless me."

Her Taoist partner has been inside for a day and a night, but has not come out yet.

And at this moment, the palace door slowly opened.

A decadent figure walked out, stumbling as if he had lost his soul, his steps were unsteady, he stumbled, and actually tumbled down the stone steps, spinning around, his head hitting the stone corner, his legs covered in dust, he looked as miserable as could be.

“Senior Brother!!”

When Ling Xiaoxiao saw who was coming, she was horrified and rushed over quickly, like a white cloud, appearing in front of Song Yan, and then supported her senior brother who had fallen.

At this moment, the senior brother's eyes seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. His eyeballs rolled around in his sockets and his lips moved as if he wanted to speak, but they were just trembling. He could not utter a complete word, but only made some meaningless mumbling sounds.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked around and saw many eyes cast down from all around.

Sympathetic, mocking, arrogant.

A faint smile, a sneer, a mocking smile, a bitter smile...all kinds of smiles.

Each face looked ferocious in Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes.

She supported her Taoist partner helplessly.

Needless to say, she already understood that her senior brother had failed.

Both she and her senior brother became a joke.

Everyone knew that "Wei Xian" wanted to visualize the "Heart Demon Sword Prison" today, breaking it and then rebuilding it. If he succeeded, he would become a disciple of a powerful late-stage Divine Infant cultivator.

But he failed.

Success is glorious, failure is ridiculous.

Now, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she was the only light, and the darkness around her was full of people laughing at her.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" Ling Xiaoxiao hugged Song Yan tightly.

She raised her eyes slightly and saw another pair of small feet, with golden bells jingling on them, accompanied by a sweet laugh and condescending comments.

"You have arrogance, but no talent, and you don't know your own limits."

"You!" Ling Xiaoxiao looked up angrily, wanting to see who said that.

The next moment, she met the red-dressed fairy's eyes, which seemed enthusiastic but were actually ruthless. She immediately lowered her head, and the anger in her eyes quickly disappeared. She said softly, "Go slowly, you...you go slowly."

"Haha" Blood Plum Blossom was amused. She giggled and left.

She had still held out some hope when she came here today, because Wei Xian was the first disciple the Sword Alliance found for her after she defected to the Sword Alliance.

There weren't many swordsmen who cultivated the ruthless way, and even fewer who had experienced the battles of life and death. Therefore, although Wei Xian's realm was low, he was still qualified.

Moreover, in her opinion, since he was her first disciple, they were destined to be together. Even though his decadent words that day made her very unhappy, she was still willing to give him another chance.

Unfortunately, this fate has completely ended.

Soon after, Tian Fang Jian Weng also stepped out. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Even though I was defeated, I didn't get completely lost in the Sword Prison. This is a blessing in disguise."

Ling Xiaoxiao knelt down hurriedly and said, "I beg Jian Weng to save me, Senior Brother Wei. Senior Brother Wei is very talented. This was just an oversight. He will definitely be able to do it!"

Tian Fang Jian Weng looked down at this female cultivator who was pretty and cute but had no talent or character. With his experience, he naturally saw through Wei Xian's real purpose of taking her in as a Taoist partner. Now seeing her so sad that she even kowtowed repeatedly, he couldn't help but feel extremely emotional.

After a little thought, he moved his hand and a bottle of pills flew in front of Ling Xiaoxiao.

"This medicine can nourish the soul. Wei Xian was injured by the inner demon in the inner demon sword prison, and his soul is already damaged. Warming it every month may not heal him, but at least it can barely stabilize his realm and will not regress. It would be good for him to become a monk offering sacrifices to the tribe in the future."

After saying this, Tian Fang Jian Weng looked at Ding Ling Xiao Xiao and said, "You are the only cultivator in your tribe, and you are also highly regarded. Your father hopes that you can become powerful and become the protector of his small tribe.

However, your character is also not good. Even if you enter the Purple Palace, you cannot recognize the numerous crises between heaven and earth, and your fall is inevitable.

Now that Wei Xian has done this, you can take him back and live as a free and easy Taoist couple in the human world. But don’t ask him about the way of the sword anymore.”

Ling Xiaoxiao took the pill, looked at his brother who was still in fear, and bowed deeply to Tianfang Jianweng, saying, "Thank you for the medicine, Jianweng."

Immortals have their own immortal path, and mortals have their own mortal path

Song Yan was injured, so Ling Xiaoxiao took him on a carriage and whipped the carriage along the winding path south of Biluo Mountain.

The wheels turn and move forward slowly.

Ling Xiaoxiao felt empty in her heart, but when she looked up and saw the scattered white clouds in the sky, she felt much more relaxed.

While I feel relaxed, I also feel depressed.

She murmured to herself, "Sword Master is right. I am not suitable for cultivation. I have a bad character and I am not alert. I just think other brothers and sisters are so powerful. Maybe I have caused trouble for Brother Wei. If Brother Wei had a Purple Mansion Taoist companion, maybe his sword cultivation would be smoother, and he might not be unable to pass the Heart Demon Sword Prison this time."

“It’s all my fault”

“It’s all my fault”

She felt extremely uncomfortable. The spring breeze blew towards her, making her eyes red and tears welled up in her eyes.

But in the carriage, Song Yan felt very comfortable.

The immortals worshipped are also immortals, and the name of the Sword Alliance is still there. Now there are fewer messes, and we also saw that visualization picture.

When talking about the visualization diagram of "Inner Demon Sword Prison", he closed his eyes slightly.

A dark, inverted door appeared in my mind.

He stood in front of the inverted gate, his head facing the bottom of the gate and his feet on empty space.

This is the first picture of the “Visualization Diagram of the Heart Demon Sword Prison – Outside the Door”.

As if sensing his arrival, a strange gray aura suddenly escaped from the crack in the door and came towards him.

As it got closer, the gray aura slowly took on the appearance of a swordsman.

An extremely evil look emerged on the swordsman's face, and he stared at Song Yan with shining eyes. Then he shook his hand, and a gray sword appeared. With a flash of sword light, the incomparable moves hidden in his mind came towards him.

Song Yan remained unmoved and just observed this sea of ​​suffering demon.

This little fellow definitely hasn't reached the level of the Nine-Child Demon Mother, and is even inferior to the Demon Monk. His entire body is nothing but "evil thoughts in his heart" and "comprehension of the sword".

The so-called defeating it means surpassing it in these two aspects.

Defeat evil thoughts and your swordsmanship will naturally become more stable.

By defeating his understanding of swordsmanship, one's own swordsmanship will be able to absorb its essence and discard its dross, thus taking a step forward.

It can be said that this "Inner Demon Sword Prison" is an excellent place for sword practitioners to practice.

While he was thinking about it, the sword of the Bitter Sea Swordsman had already stabbed Song Yan.

However.

Song Yan didn't move.

The Bitter Sea Swordsman looked at him in surprise.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Slowly, slowly. The Bitter Sea Swordsman saw the living soul opposite him revealing a hideous smile.

Song Yan waved his hand, grabbed the evil face of the Kuhai Swordsman with his five fingers, and crushed it in an instant.

A stream of insights naturally rose from the bottom of his heart.

Even though it's small, it's just a trickle. How can it not accumulate to form an ocean?

"Hehehe, become a part of me!"