Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

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Outside the cave in Dahuang Mountain, Shen Sanniang stood there for a long time holding her nose.

"It really stinks, I'm lucky that kid can stay in there and not come out!"

She couldn't stand it any longer, so she went to the pool at the foot of the mountain and caught more than ten Lijiang white carps in a cage.

When I returned to the cave again, the stench had dissipated a lot, and I was surprised when I saw a bright light coming from the cave.

"You can't really let that kid successfully break the magic talisman's restriction, can you?"

He quickly walked into the cave and jumped on the bluestone. Sure enough, he saw that the magic talisman and the iron lock had fallen to the ground.

Qin Feng's face showed joy, he stepped forward and grasped the hilt of the sword in the jade stone with one hand, and pulled it out.

Just hearing the sound of "clang", the surroundings suddenly shone with blue light, and the cave was filled with brilliance, making everyone's eyebrows green.

A sword with a cold light and cold air in his eyes has already reached Qin Feng's hand!

When Shen Sanniang saw this, she was stunned.

Qin Feng was so excited that he caressed the sword hilt lovingly. Then he discovered that there were two small ancient seal characters engraved on the sword hilt. He barely recognized that the engraved words were: "Juying".

"What a mouthful of Juying Sword, God has treated me well!"

Qin Feng was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing...

More than half a month passed,

On this day, Qin Feng sat on an uninhabited cliff in the Netherworld Mountains, closing his eyes to rest.

The Juying Sword was placed flat on his knees, his own true energy constantly flowing on the sword, and the two breaths gradually merged into one.

The light cyan sword light spread far away under the gloomy sky,

Qin Feng stretched out his finger and flicked it suddenly, and the sword made a low "humming" sound for a long time, as if he was telling others his unwillingness to be buried for too long.

There are countless ways to practice swordsmanship in the world.

However, the first step is to make your own Qi fit with Feijian, and to straighten out Feijian's quality and temperament.

It took Qin Feng more than ten days to finally complete this step.

Next, the most important thing is to "enchant" Feijian, so that oneself and Feijian can completely unite their minds, so as to achieve the effect of wielding the sword at will.

At this step, there are countless methods.

Although the Netherworld Ghost Sect is not good at this method, it is a major sect of demons after all. There are also a lot of pure sword cultivators in the sect who follow the path of "one sword breaks all kinds of magic", including Qin Feng's tenth junior sister Li Yin. Autumn.

Qin Feng had already asked Li Yinqiu for advice and mastered several spirit-possessing techniques such as seal carving, restraint, and latent cultivation.

After weighing it repeatedly for a long time, he finally bit off his fingertip and dripped it on the sword. Then he used the spiritual energy as a guide to draw a blood dragon on the drop of blood.

"Buzz!"

A sharp sword whistle came, and the Juying Sword instantly shone with a sharp sword light, its cold light exposed!

Qin Feng circled his fingers, and the Juying Sword floated into the air, flying around him at will.

Qin Feng laughed proudly, came to the edge of the cliff, and immediately stepped out,

The Juying Sword flew to his feet on its own, and suddenly carried Qin Feng through the sky and traveled between heaven and earth.

Not long after, Qin Feng swam back with satisfaction and looked into the distance with excitement.

"After more than ten years of cultivation, today I am somewhat of an immortal..."

This Juying Sword is of excellent quality. It can be used to control movement and kill enemies. Even if it reaches the Golden Elixir or Nascent Soul stage in the future, it may still be usable.

In this way, Qin Feng couldn't help but be a little more grateful to Shen Sanniang, and always felt that he had taken a big advantage from her.

"How about... help her solve this big problem, Wang Heihu?"

As soon as Qin Feng came up with this idea, he shook his head and rejected it. Then he stood up with his sword and returned to his residence.

Just halfway through the flight, Qin Feng suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. After a pause, he cursed: "Fuck!"

Then he turned his flying sword around, passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds, and flew in the direction of Dahuang Mountain...

Dahuangshan, Shenjia Village.

Shen Sanniang was washing her hair in her courtyard at this time. When she bent over, her front and back were curved, and her snow-white skin could be broken by blows. Although she was not a great beauty, she was like a ripe peach, which was unique. Flavor.

Suddenly, a paper crane flew from outside and stopped in front of Shen Sanniang.

Shen Sanniang hurriedly pulled up her hair, took down the paper crane, opened it, quickly packed it up, and hurried to the woods outside Shenjia Village.

"Fellow Daoist Qin? What do you want from me?"

Qin Feng came to Shen Sanniang and said seriously:

"I'm only asking you once, if I help you get rid of that King Black Tiger, how can I avoid the trouble that may follow?

"

After hearing this, Sanniang Shen's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

She took a deep breath,

"I have thought about this countless times.

Wang Heihu, relying on the support of his uncle who has a golden elixir stage, behaves erratically. He has offended many people over the years.

As long as things are kept confidential, his uncle will not suspect me at all..."

Shen Sanniang then slowly spoke her words, which was indeed thoughtful, and Qin Feng nodded frequently.

Finally, Shen Sanniang took off her earrings and smiled sadly at Qin Feng:

"There is a strange poison hidden in the beads of this earring.

If Wang Heihu's uncle finds me afterwards, I will swallow it. It only takes two breaths to kill me. I promise that I will never drag you down. "

After hearing this, Qin Feng nodded expressionlessly.

"Very well, just follow the plan."

September 15th, the weather is slightly cold,

The clear morning light spreads in the forest, accompanied by the mist, which makes Wang Heihu, who has just come out of bed, feel like he is still in a dream.

The head wife of Wang Heihu's family was extremely tough and did not allow him to take concubines. In desperation, he had no choice but to secretly set up a few outhouses outside the house, raise several pigeons, and occasionally go foraging for wild food.

For example, last night, he spent the night in Shuangdao Town, hundreds of miles away from Xunxianfang.

There was a girl in the town who was the widow of a relative of Wang Heihu. He took her away after some hard and soft tactics, and she often went to play with her in the middle of the month.

Since this kind of thing is not very popular with others, especially his uncle who is at the golden elixir stage cannot know about it, otherwise he will not be able to reap the benefits.

Therefore, when Wang Heihu goes to Shuangdao Town, he always goes alone.

A gust of cold wind blew, Wang Heihu yawned, and his groggy head finally became clearer.

So he yawned, took out Yunzhou, and planned to return to Xunxianfang as soon as possible, otherwise the tigress in his house would nag him again.

At this moment, there suddenly was a green light in front of him, flying towards him like a meteor!

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, a talisman hanging around Wang Heihu's neck turned into a round shield, blocking the green light and making a loud noise.

Only then did Wang Heihu see clearly that what was flying in front of him was a flying sword with a cold light!

"A monk in the entry stage?"

Wang Heihu was frightened and hurriedly flew forward in the cloud boat...