The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The troll's head has no facial features. It is just a hilltop, cut off from the big mountain. The ground at the bottom of the mountain is yellow, which is caused by the solidification of the golden blood.

At this moment, the eyes on his head opened, and some rocks fell from the cracked eye sockets. Rocks also fell rustlingly on his cheeks, cutting out a straight nose. There is a crack under the nose, which is an open mouth.

But his lips didn't move, and the sound didn't come from his mouth, but from the distant mountain. It was the chest of the troll vibrating, so the sound was dull.

Xiang Wanqing was startled and said to Li Muchen: "The devil is about to revive, let's leave quickly!"

Li Muchen said: "He was beheaded by the second senior brother, let's see how he recovers?"

He stood there and watched.

Xiang Wanqing unconsciously approached Li Muchen, half of her body in front of him, as if she wanted to protect him, but also seemed to be clinging to him.

The Seven-Star Sword was unsheathed and surrounded in front of the two people, ready to defend themselves and fight back at any time.

After moving the sword, Xiang Wanqing suddenly discovered that his realm and skill had improved much more than before. He became more proficient in controlling the Seven Star Sword. The energy of the sword spirit seemed to have become stronger. The secrets of the swordsmanship that had been difficult to display before were now available. You know yourself well. Sure enough, it seemed like he had gone through another disaster, maybe more.

She was surprised and happy, and she was curious. Was this caused by crossing the weak water, or was it because she understood the Tao taught by Li Muchen?

The chest of the golden-blooded troll kept vibrating, the sound was intermittent, the earth trembled, and the two mountains, one large and one small, seemed to be moving, as if the body was looking for its head and the head was looking for its body.

But at this moment, from the top of the mountain, where the incision of the troll's neck was, many white lights rose and swirled around it.

These white lights seemed to calm down the demonic body that was about to move.

"What is that?" Xiang Wanqing asked curiously, "I didn't see any suppressive spell there just now!"

Li Muchen said: "That's not a formation spell, that's sword intention."

"Sword Intent?"

"Yes, it's the sword intention left by Second Senior Brother's sword. Where the demon's head was severed, the sword intention is still there."

"How can the sword spirit stay up there for so long?" Xiang Wanqing was puzzled.

"Yes, the second senior brother entered the Tao with the sword, and he has indeed established his own great reputation." Li Muchen said with emotion, "The normal way of swords is to use people to raise the sword first, then the sword spirit will develop, then use the sword to raise people, and finally the person will use the sword. In the second brother's swordsmanship, not only does the sword in his hand have spirit, but every sword energy he wields also has spirit. If you want to die, you will die. So he kills the giant demon but the demon does not die, and the sword is gone but the intention is not destroyed."

Xiang Wanqing was fascinated by what she heard. She glanced at her Seven-Star Sword and realized that it was very far behind.

"Mu Chen, I know that the second senior brother is very good at swordsmanship, but I didn't expect you to have such an understanding of the art of swordsmanship!"

Li Muchen said with a smile: "Tao transforms all things. Second brother goes away ten thousand and leaves one. I use one to transform ten thousand. We reach the same destination through different paths. However, where we end up, ten thousand are not there and nothing is left. What we seek is ultimately wordless." "

At this time, the earth trembled more and more violently, but the mountain was still unable to stand up under the suppression of the sword.

Li Muchen suddenly said: "I'm here to help you!"

Then he roared, flew up, and grabbed the void a few times. The lingering sword intent was peeled off from the top of the mountain, flying around in the air, and suddenly flew away like a meteor and disappeared into the sky.

"Ah..." A happy cry came out of the troll's body.

The whole mountain stood up, transformed into a headless human form, and walked towards them.

Xiang Wanqing suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression coming over her face.

The Seven Star Sword shines brightly.

But Li Muchen fell next to her, gently held her shoulders, and motioned her not to move.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The loud sound of footsteps was accompanied by a huge earthquake on the earth. After walking a few steps, the troll bent down and stretched out his arms to pick up his head.

But his body seemed unable to bear the weight of this bending, and collapsed, turning into a huge mountain of piles of rocks.

Just when Xiang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, a large amount of golden blood overflowed from the collapsed troll's body, flowing on the ground and connecting with the troll's head.

The blood seemed to be boiling, golden mist rose up, slowly condensed in the air, and transformed into a human form.

At first it was just the outline of a person, but gradually his facial features became apparent, and he could be seen to be somewhat handsome. There is also a suit of clothes on the body, which is a bit elegant.

As the facial features became clearer and clearer, Xiang Wanqing exclaimed: "Second Senior Brother!"

Li Muchen was also stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "Is this what the second senior brother looks like?"

He has been in heaven for thirteen years and has never seen his second senior brother.

"Why is this happening?" Xiang Wanqing was a little worried, but felt it was impossible.

Li Muchen said: "Don't worry, this is not the soul of the second senior brother, it is the condensed soul of the troll. Maybe the second senior brother is the only human being he has ever seen, or the strongest human being he has ever seen, so he changed He became like a second senior brother."

Xiang Wanqing thought it made sense, nodded and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Li Muchen didn't know what to do. He had never encountered this situation before.

At this time, the golden demon soul suddenly spoke: "Who are you?"

Li Muchen asked: "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The golden demon soul didn't look very smart, perhaps because its memory became blurred as the body collapsed.

He stood floating and looked a bit like a fairy. With the golden luster, he didn't look like a devil at all.

"Who am I..." The demon soul seemed to be in pain. He held his head with both hands and shook his body. "Holy Lord... no... I did not betray... Yama... don't even think about killing me... ah..."

He spoke nonsense words without any logic, but Li Muchen picked up some clues and seemed to have guessed something.

"You are a traitor!" he shouted.

"No! I'm not!" Demon Soul yelled.

"Who can prove that you are not?"

"Servant of the Underworld!" Demon Soul blurted out.

"Where is the underworld servant?"

"In...in..." Demon Soul seemed to be trying his best to remember, but seemed unable to remember, "Sen Luo... died in vain... ah..."

The demon soul suddenly screamed crazily, and a violent and violent aura erupted from his body.

The golden liquid under his feet gathered into a lake, and the water twisted and rotated, as if a vampire absorbed endless energy from the earth and fed it to the demonic soul floating in the air.

Then, the demon soul stretched out his hand and actually pulled out a sword from the whirlpool on the lake.

Suddenly, all the golden light went out, and even the golden liquid flowing on the ground was eclipsed.

Between heaven and earth, there was only that sword left, shining brightly.

Li Muchen looked at the sword and sighed: "What a sword!"

Xiang Wanqing was shocked: "This... this is... the second senior brother's sword?"

"I understand!" Li Muchen said, "I understand why the second senior brother beheaded the demon head, but did not completely kill it. Instead, he used the sword to suppress its soul and prevent it from dissipating."

"why?"

"Second senior brother must have gained something again. When he went to the underworld, he must have the determination not to return, but he didn't want his life's knowledge to be lost in the underworld, so he left this demon behind just to show off his sword skills. "

"You mean, the second senior brother is preaching to those who come after you?"

"No, he is not preaching. With the character of the second senior brother, I am afraid that he has no idea of ​​preaching at all. The Tao is there, and there is no need to preach. The second senior brother just wants those who come after him to see his sword intention. Perhaps, he also wants to let people know. It’s hard to retreat, after all, there’s no way back.”

Having said this, Li Muchen took a step forward and stretched out his hand: "Senior Sister, let me borrow your Seven Star Sword!"

Xiang Wanqing was a little surprised as to why Li Muchen didn't use his Xuan Ming Sword. But she didn't ask any more questions and gave the Seven Star Sword to Li Muchen.

"Then let me learn how to use Second Senior Brother's sword!"