Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Yun Ci's guess is reasonable.

Even though Xia Qingzhou deliberately wanted to refute, he couldn't find anything wrong.

But after all, it is the list of geniuses that his sect has guarded for many years, which can be regarded as the belief of their sect when they entered Taoism. It will take a process for him to overturn his previous understanding and face this fact.

Or another fact that cannot be ignored is needed.

"Your name is not on the list of geniuses," Yun Ci also understood what he was thinking. "My guess needs to be corroborated by other monks whose names are on the list summoning gods. But I am too late."

There are too many things to worry about and the pursuit is too urgent.

"I need to break out of the situation as soon as possible to solve some things, and I don't have time to slowly explain to others. So whether it is true or false, I have to smash the Tianbang." She smiled nonchalantly, and then asked Xuezhongzhan, " Is there any way to temporarily suppress these causal lines?"

"The sword master plans to break through?" Xuezhongzhan was stunned for a moment, "There is a way. But the sword master knows that Tianlei is not that easy to fool."

Yun Ci, who had experienced the secret realm of Yunzhong City, knew too many secrets. Every blast of thunder that day was struck with the purpose of destroying the soul.

Even if he did something to suppress the cause and effect, and there was a white dragon swallowing the sky thunder, Yun Ci might not be able to withstand the remaining power of the sixty-three thunders.

Jiao Niang also sat up straight and advised: "My little friend, you only have one life. Don't look at me acting like a scoundrel all day long. That's because I know I can't die."

Xia Qingzhou also wanted to persuade him, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out. He felt like there was something blocked in his heart.

One is suspected of being harmed by the Tianjiao List, and the other is guarding the Tianjiao List. What can he say? Tell her not to rush to hit the list of geniuses, or advise her not to make fun of her own life?

In the end, he looked at Yun Ci in silence, waiting for her to make her own decision.

"I only have one life." Yun Ci murmured, "But I seem to... have a second life?"

Jiao Niang subconsciously shook her head: "You are a serious person, and you also practice the ruthless way. How can you say that you have more lives?"

"No, I do have something. It was given to me by a... friend." Yun Ci exhaled a breath, and the pressure on his body seemed to lighten a lot with this movement, "It's a puppet. Okay. As a container for cause and effect.”

Xuezhongzhan naturally knew that what she was talking about was what Shan Kui had handed over to her. After thinking about it for a moment, he clapped his hands and said, "It's wonderful. If you are talking about it, plus that little fat insect, the sword master is indeed You can survive this thunder catastrophe in a physical state without any worries.”

When she met Shan Kui in the demon world, she once said that this puppet could do anything for Yun Ci, one of which was to help carry the cause and effect.

Yun Ci raised his hand and pinched his brow, and said in a sad tone: "Shan Kui called this a gift. Is it because of this?"

Those who can die with the way of heaven and make bets with the gods will not be bad at what they make.

She said that if she can handle cause and effect, then she can definitely do it.

"That being the case, I don't have to worry anymore." Yun Ci finally smiled with comfort, "I can withstand the thunder tribulation. I really need to improve my strength so that I can fly through the sea beasts and hit the list."

There was confidence in her words, and for some reason, it also made Xia Qingzhou, the mother-in-law in front of them, breathe a sigh of relief.

The pressure felt by everyone suddenly relaxed.

Yun Ci handed the small ball he just picked up to Xuezhongzhan to look at: "Do you know what this is?"

"The sword master always likes to pick up some messy things." Xue Zhongzhan picked up the bead and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look, "I don't know it, but it has a bit of the aura of heaven on it."

The depressing atmosphere just now disappeared, Xia Qingzhou secretly leaned into Ja Niang's ear.

Asked the question he had always been curious about: "Isn't this sword spirit invisible?" Why did it feel like the veil in front of his eyes was like a decoration.

There are several people here who have higher cultivation than him.

Naturally, I heard all the so-called whispers.

Realizing that a line of sight was falling lightly on him through the veil, Xia Qingzhou sat down obediently and closed his mouth.

Instead of being caught for whispering, Xi Niang explained in a good mood: "She is a sword spirit, and she is of the same mind as her sword master. Naturally, she can see what Yun Ci saw."

After speaking, he shook the chains on his feet: "It is stained with the breath of heaven. Could it be that the person who couldn't help but excuse me from my punishment and pretended to be careless left it to me?"

It's not a big problem if I have a chance to try this thing out.

Yun Ci didn't object, so he threw the Xuezhongzhan to Jia Niang and let her figure it out on her own.

Xia Qingzhou was also curious about what kind of treasure this bead was. He watched with interest as Jiao Niang tried and made mistakes with her own methods, and helped out with suggestions from time to time.

Nothing happened to Yunci during this period, and Xuezhongzhan just happened to teach her how to transfer the cause and effect from the spirit to the puppet.

Both parties are doing their own thing, and it seems that the years are peaceful.

The heart of the puppet was suspended between Yun Ci and the puppet, and the halo gradually condensed into a thin line and disappeared into the forehead of the puppet.

To change the cause and effect, you must first use spiritual power and puppet silk to create the same meridians as Yun Ci in the puppet's body.

This is a meticulous job, but fortunately, thanks to daily exercise and being tested by Elder Cao from time to time, Yun Ci can be aware of the subtle changes in the meridians.

Blue spiritual power lit up every inch of the puppet's limbs, making the texture of the wood look more human.

With all the meridians set up, Xue Zhongzhan drew out a wisp of sword intent from the sword, and tapped the Avatar sitting in Yun Ci's hand.

"The meridians are all about the same length. The difficult part is building the Dantian."

The miniature version of Shengkulan in his hand was suddenly snatched away by the familiar sword intent, and the grievances were hard to see on the face without facial features. It was flicked by Xue Zhongzhan, and was swept into the puppet's body by the sword intent.

Next, Xuezhongzhan took over, and the process of building Dantian came to Yunci's mind, which seemed to be a guide.

It's all Yun Ci's sword intent and spirit transformation, and the meridians built by spiritual energy are not exclusive.

The villain held the sword and was led by the sword's will to shuttle through it regularly. The white spells that originally covered its body were gradually absorbed by the small tentacles extending from the puppet silk along with this process.

Yun Ci recognized the path that the villain took. If transformed into a formation, it would be her commonly used spirit gathering formation.

"Do you see it?" Xuezhongzhan said with a smile, "The dantian is actually similar to the spirit gathering array. They both purify the spiritual power outside the body for monks to use."

As the outline of the formation was completed, the incantations on the body of the transformed god were like long and stretched threads, changing from white to red and wrapped around the meridians, forming a spherical nest like a cocoon in the puppet's Dantian.

The sword intent suddenly dissipated, and the villain stopped in the cocoon in confusion.

Without that layer of mantra covering, the originally blue avatar became as transparent as ice.

The facial features have also grown out.

Xue Zhongzhan looked at the incarnation that was exactly the same as Yun Ci and asked, "Ah, the sword master's incarnation finally looks like a human being."

I have been bickering and bickering with Concubine a lot, and now everything I say is somewhat ambiguous.

Yun Ci benefited a lot from the process of building her Dantian. She was deep in thought and didn't notice the joke: "My Dantian will no longer be transformed?"

"No way." Xue Zhongzhan said with a smile, "The cause and effect has been transferred. When the sword master arrives, he only needs to leave a trace of sword intention to pretend to be your god in its body, and he will be able to deceive the sky thunder. As for the god... .”

"Sword Master, you can try it. Now it can do things like me."

Hearing this, Yun Ci felt something in her heart, and when she moved, the spirit of transformation in the puppet's body came out and turned into a distraction of the same height to face her face to face.

With facial features, its expressions are indeed much richer.

As Xuezhongzhan said, he is more like a person than Yunci.

It's just that the body is still made of ice, but it can grow or shrink freely.

In this way, Yun Ci can truly be regarded as the realm of personalized gods.

Xia Qingzhou noticed this, his eyes curved into two crescent moons, and he congratulated sincerely: "Congratulations, Fellow Taoist Yun."

Yun Ci nodded and thanked him, then put the transformed spirit back into his body.

The girl, who had tried many times with no results, threw the ball back with a frown: "I'm just being sentimental. I thought it was the step that the person left behind on purpose."

It’s not just Yunci’s transformation that is becoming more and more personal.

The ball was caught by Xue Zhongzhan, and the bell on her wrist rang together with her laughter: "There is a difference between being passionate and daydreaming."

"You are a sword spirit and I can't do anything to you." Niang pretended to be angry and pointed at Yun Ci, "You kiss the sword master and you are still holding it in my hand!"

"It's not mine anymore. In this way, I will try to cut off the shackles for you as an apology. Do you think that's okay?"

"If you really want to cut it off, I can forgive you."

Some of the bickering jokes are fake, but some can be taken seriously.

Jiao Niang rolled her eyes: "Can a swordsman also cut off this thing? This is an immortal skill."

Yun Ci nodded: "I can try."

This is the imprisonment of the nightmare monster punished by heaven, and it is ready to be used as a whetstone for Yun Ci who kills gods and slays immortals.

No matter what, he had to offend the heavenly immortals, so this was not the least of them. Moreover, Xuezhongzhan never told lies.

But she didn't say it for sure: "Whether you can or not, you will give me what you promised, right?"

"given."

After Ki Niang kicked Xia Qingzhou away, she lifted up her skirt to reveal her shackled feet: "Anyway, this thing is not a treasure to me. I won't suffer any loss if I try it."

Xia Qingzhou carried the box and made room with great discernment.

Xue Zhongzhan's figure disappeared as the sword was unsheathed.

Formation light emerged from the sword held in Yun Ci's hand, and a hint of cold frost spread out.

There seemed to be a wind blowing from the river, freezing the water vapor into frost and snow, swirling around the sword energy soaring into the sky.

This sword carries the sword intention of enlightenment in the ghost market, like a mountain-splitting ax trying to cut a hole in the sky.

Yun Ci held his breath and aimed at the chains on Ji Niang's body to chop them off. The slender sword drew a blue arc in mid-air.

"Click——"

When the cold air dispersed, Concubine suddenly heard the sound of gold and stone breaking from the chain under her feet.

The sky was not broken by this sword, and it was still clear and clear. What was broken was the magic spell dropped by the heavenly immortal himself.

Golden light and frost flowers wrapped in sword energy rose up into the air.

When the hair and sleeves of the robe were flying in the wind, Yun Ci drew his sword and lowered his eyes.

He smiled at Xiu Niang and said, "Are you satisfied with this apology?"