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If Changkong Zhuoyu threw some kind of magic weapon, with the strength of the blue bird, it must have been shattered before it fell on her body.Unless Changkong Zhuoyu can come up with some god-defying artifact, it won't be able to hurt the blue bird.And Changkong Zhuoyu is so poor, since he entered the world of comprehension, the weapons he and his apprentice can use are nothing more than wooden swords cut from trees at the bottom of Duanhun Valley, a paper fan of a tael of silver obtained by the apprentice's copying of books, The fan that Li Xinglun snatched from the house and the animal bones that Li Xinglun picked up from Wuling Valley... Really, it's so pitiful.

But it was Wan Chengxian who was thrown by Changkong Zhuoyu. Qingniao was thrown over when she saw a big living person or someone she knew. This was completely beyond what she could imagine. It is impossible to destroy Wan Qixian like destroying other magic weapons. After all, Wan Qixian is the future head of Kunlun and must be one of the cores for rebuilding the world after the catastrophe. He can't do anything.So the blue bird stretched out its wings and caught Wan Tuxian.

Wan Qixian was caught by Changkong Zhuoyu without any resistance and threw him out with a dazed expression. He has been with his master for many years in dealing with sect affairs, and he has seen big winds and waves. He even participated in a battle between righteous and evil with his master. Nascent Soul was also severely injured, he thought he should have seen all kinds of formations.But he never thought that one day, he would be used by Senior Chang Kong to hit people casually... No, it was a bird, and this bird was still holding him in its arms.

The moment the blue bird caught Wan Chengxian, his body smelled of burnt fur.She quickly threw Wan Tanxian away, Wan Tanxian was unscathed, but her pair of beautiful cyan wings were already enveloped in crimson flames.

The blue bird's expression remained unchanged, and the seven-colored divine light protected its body to disperse the flames, but the flames did not go out, but burned even more vigorously.The crimson flame burned not only her feathers, but also her aura.The more the blue bird wants to urge the true energy to extinguish the flame, the more spiritual energy will be abundant, and the flame will be more vigorous.After a while, her wings began to hurt violently, and the flames had already started to burn her body.

"What is this!" The blue bird glared at Zhuoyu in the sky, but did not hurt him.

Changkongzhuoyu is the first of the nine great artifacts, not to mention that the blue bird can't hurt him, even if it can hurt him, the blue bird will not do it, after all, the sky-replenishing stone is more important than her.This is the logic of the blue bird, and no one can change it.

"The Feather of the Ghost Chariot of the Ancient Monster Race," Changkong Zhuoyu said triumphantly, "I got it in Wuling Valley. I just wrapped it with divine power and put it on Wan Qixian's body. You can catch Wan Qixian with your wings." When I disperse my divine power, the feathers of the ghost car will fall into disaster, and it will ignite a fire that will be difficult to extinguish for three days and three nights. In ancient times, a single feather could destroy a race."

The elder Guiche is not a pure-bred big demon Guiche, but a descendant of Guiche with little blood. He used the feathers of the ancient ghost car to forcefully change the appearance of the clansman into a ghost car from generation to generation, and became one of the ten elders of Wuling Valley. .After Elder Gui Che bullied his apprentice (it was obviously Li Xinglun who beat up Gui Che), Zhang Kong Zhuoyu, who was very protective of his weaknesses, secretly took this wing when everyone was not paying attention.

Originally, when the wings left the body, Elder Ghost Che should have found out immediately.Unexpectedly, when Zhang Kong Zhuoyu took away the wings, he quietly communicated with the demon spirit, and the demon spirit who owed Changkong Zhuoyu a favor cast a cover-up so that Elder Ghost Che could not notice this for a short time. Elder Che has long lost the power of this piece of demon feather, and has turned back to an ordinary demon clan.

Changkong Zhuoyu originally planned to take this feather and try to burn it when he meets a demonized person.Now when I meet the blue bird, I will use it to avenge my apprentice or something. Changkong Zhuoyu is very protective, even if the apprentice chooses to be patient and will not settle accounts with the blue bird, but as a master, he always has to stand for the apprentice Get some interest back.

This is not the flame Elder Guiche used to deal with Li Xinglun, but the real flame of the ancient demon god. The blue bird is the closest to a god, but it is not a god.Her magic power is very high for the current practitioners, but facing the power of the ancient monster, even if it is only a feather, she is vulnerable.

There is only one person in this world who has truly reached the state of God, and that is the sky-turning jade who has cultivated into a human being with the body of a sky-filling stone!

"Senior Changkong..." Wan Chengxian looked at Qingniao with some unbearable pain, "Senior Qingniao, she just..."

"Don't plead for her, I won't kill her." Chang Kong Zhuoyu's expression gradually turned cold, "I am such a good disciple, I will be wiped out, and I will be forced to practice the art of cutting blood because my family is taken away. It's because of her, because she did it based on a sentence from the scriptures before the incident happened at all! Xiaoxian, you have never seen Xiaoxing's pain because of the tragic death of his family back then. If one day Li Xinglun really becomes Fallen from the sky, it was also forced by people, not destiny."

Amidst the blue bird's neighing, the flames illuminated the sacred peak of Yaochi, and Wan Qi said with a complicated expression: "But... from the current point of view, you are indeed the Lord of Stars..."

"Wan Chengxian," Changkong Zhuoyu said, looking straight at him, "although I don't remember, let's take this as an example. I saved you back then, not because you were destined to die, but because It’s because I don’t want you to die. Now I am willing to work hard to save the world from catastrophe. It’s not that the ancient gods gave me such an order back then, but I am willing to do something for this beautiful world. There is nothing predestined in this world. The Book of Heaven is just a set of algorithms that are continuously deduced, and it always presents the most likely ending, not the destined ending, do you understand?"

Just like a demon spirit, since she was placed in Wuling Valley by Nuwa, she was destined to be absorbed by Nuwa's descendants, but she was unwilling and worked hard for it. Now, she has successfully retained her sanity, which is her The efforts made are also the choice of Changkong Zhuoyu.

"There will be nothing wrong in this world, and I will not be sealed on the body of the candle dragon to fight with the devil energy to death like the heavenly book said, and my apprentice will not become a sinner who destroys the world. This is not recorded in the heavenly book." , fate is determined, but the efforts of me and my disciples, the efforts of all the cultivators in the entire cultivation world, and the efforts of your master Yin, the head of the sect, these cannot be determined by a word or two in the heavenly scriptures." Zhang Kong Zhuo Yu said seriously.

Hearing his words, Wan Tuxian was stunned. For those cultivators who desperately comprehend the way of heaven and believe that everything has a definite number, the principles of Zhuoyu in the sky are not part of the righteous way, but some evil heretics.But he is the most orthodox artifact in the world, and he is full of righteousness, even demons can't touch it.And it was his master Yin Changkong who made Changkong Zhuoyu break away from the original setting.

Just when Wan Qixian was trying to digest Changkong Zhuyu's words, the blue bird changed into its original form, screaming and rushed into the wind.She has been in Yaochi for so many years, it is impossible to say that she has not tried to control Gangfeng. Although she cannot completely control the terrifying power with the power of heaven and earth, what a cultivator pays attention to is to attract the aura of heaven and earth and transform the power of heaven and earth into herself body, so it is still possible to use the power of the wind to do it with the cultivation base of the blue bird.The ancient demon fire is indeed powerful, but after all, it is something that has been passed down for many years, and without the control of the main body, it can still be cracked.

A flaming blue bird rushed into the strong wind that could tear apart the space, and the wind and fire were entangled in the sky and the earth. At this moment, Changkong Zhuoyu raised the corners of his lips and quickly began to rewrite the formation.

"Senior, Junior Brother hasn't come out yet..."

"He will come out soon." Changkong Zhuoyu said firmly, and the speed of releasing the spirit formula in his hand was getting faster and faster.

And at the moment when the formation began to change, a bloody body with almost no human figure, holding an iron sword in one hand and a plain flag in the other, rushed out in the wind and fire!

"Master!" The blood man made a hoarse voice, and threw the flag in the air.

Changkong Zhuoyu grabbed hold of it with one hand, rushed into the formation, picked up Yin Changkong who was sitting cross-legged, carried him on his shoulders, and inserted the plain cloud border flag into the middle of the formation.

As soon as the Suse Yunjie flag entered the formation, the wind was automatically attracted, and the rewritten formation frantically absorbed the power of the wind. Under the main formation of the flag, this force was actually completely absorbed, and it was not only Gang Feng who was absorbed into the formation, but also a blue bird that was almost burnt and hairless.

Wan Tengxian: "..."

The moment the power of Gangfeng was completely drawn in, Changkong Zhuoyu came out carrying Sect Leader Yin on his shoulders, and casually threw Sect Leader Yin to Wan Chengxian, and quickly played 81 spiritual formulas, and after completing the formation, he turned around He hugged the almost unsupportable blood man tightly in his arms.

"Master..." Except for a pair of bright black eyes, this blood man has no color other than red in his whole body.Other cultivators would have died if they were so miserable, but Li Xinglun is a blood cultivator, and he is still alive!

Changkong Zhuoyu hugged his apprentice distressedly, couldn't help but kissed Li Xinglun's shining eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, your plan has succeeded, Qingniao has replaced the head of Yin as the center of the formation, with her character , even if I know that I have been cheated, I will continue to persevere so that the Yaochi Shrine will not be left behind."

This is the plan that Li Xinglun agreed with Changkong Zhuoyu after he said that he had entered the Gangfeng.In fact, even if there is a plain cloud border flag, it is still difficult to maintain this temporary formation without the main formation. After all, the plain cloud border flag does not exist to maintain the formation like the other three artifacts of.At this time, the most sure way is to find someone to replace the head of Yin. Changkong Zhuoyu himself is definitely not willing to, Li Xinglun and Wan Qixian are not strong enough, and the most suitable person present is Qingniao.

But Jade Bird won't do that.

Li Xinglun, who is familiar with Master's character, simply wrote down the words "feather, fire, wind, blue bird, change" when he held Master's hand, and Chang Kongzhuo, who was almost in agreement with Li Xinglun, Yu, immediately understood what he meant.

Zhang Kong Zhuoyu, who was protecting his shortcomings, agreed to this plan almost immediately. The apprentice endured it for himself and the whole world and did not seek revenge from Qingniao, but as a master, he couldn't just watch his apprentice being bullied like this.

After Li Xinglun, who could hardly maintain his sanity, was kissed by Changkong Zhuyu, his eyes suddenly seemed to be as bright as stars and the sea. He wanted to say something, but Changkong Zhuyu knocked him out, and said to Wan Chengxian: " Take your master into the shrine."

The two of them carried a wounded person into the Yaochi Shrine. All spiritual cultivation is on the mountain peak, and the only person who has lived in the shrine for a long time is Qingniao.

After entering the palace, Changkong Zhuoyu placed Li Xinglun on the colorful glazed bed, moved his nose, and began to search for things in the direction he followed.

"Master..." Wan Chengxian didn't snatch the only bed in the palace, so he could only disrespectfully put the master on the ground, check his body for him, and found that Yin Changkong's power was almost exhausted, and even his own life essence was exhausted. They were almost hollowed out, and even if they were rescued, their lives would not be long.

If it was normal, Wan Qixian might silently shed two lines of strong man's tears at this time, and then arrange the master and use the best elixir to organize his body. Everything the master wants to do.

But now... Wan Qixian looked at Changkong Zhuoyu: "Senior Changkong, what are you doing?"

"According to the legend of the ancient gods, the Queen Mother of the West is the best at pills," Chang Kong Zhuoyu said while turning the jade, "Isn't it because Chang'e flew to the moon because she took the elixir of immortality from the Queen Mother of the West? Keep the elixir."

I saw him squatting on the cabinet and smelling it, and there was no image at all, but at this time Wan Qixian no longer questioned Changkong Zhuoyu, he just looked at this person quietly, waiting for him to bring him something. Another miracle.

Yes, miracles.

Changkong Zhuoyu seemed to be born to give miracles to desperate people.

Sure enough, after tossing a few times, he came back with a bunch of porcelain bottles in his arms, took out one bottle and smelled it and threw it aside, then took out another bottle and continued to throw it away.After throwing away about dozens of bottles, his eyes lit up, and he said to Wan Chengxian, "This is it, it replenishes Qi and returns to its origin."

Wan Chengxian took the porcelain bottle and poured it twice, but not a single elixir was poured out.

So he handed the bottle to Zhang Kong Zhuoyu again, and simply didn't use his brain to think.

Changkong Zhuoyu opened the bottle cap and smelled it, and felt that there was indeed a pill inside, but why couldn't it be poured out?He thought for a while, put the bottle on his palm, and spit out the real essence in his palm, and the bottle that was hit spit out a colorful magic pill.

Putting the elixir in his hand, Changkong Zhuoyu thought for a while, took Li Xinglun's iron sword casually, cut the elixir into sixteen portions, and handed one to Wan Tuxian.

"A cultivator's health is too poor to be able to bear the power of the divine pill, one sixteenth is enough."

Wan Tengxian believed in Changkong's jade carving. He used his true energy to catalyze the pill, pinched Yin Changkong's mouth open, and directly pushed the mist-turned pill into Yin Changkong's body with his true strength, and then placed his master in a cross-legged position. Putting his hands against the back of his heart, he used his true energy to help the master absorb the magic pill.

Changkong Zhuoyu held the remaining fifteen elixir in his hand but didn't give it to Li Xinglun. When Wan Qixian withdrew his hands, Yin Changkong's complexion obviously improved, and his pale temples turned black again.

"Senior, the amount of this elixir is really just right. It can not only replenish the true energy consumed by Master, but also improve Master's skill, and it can re-strengthen Master's body!" "Looking at Zhuoyu in the sky.

However, he just watched Changkong Zhuoyu stuff the remaining fifteen pills into Li Xinglun's wound.

Wan Tengxian: "..."

Facing Wan Tengxian whose belief had almost collapsed, Zhang Kong Zhuoyu said naturally: "My apprentice is a blood cultivator, and his body is different from ordinary cultivators. He can absorb the power of these divine pills. And he is now a blood cultivator. It's blurry, my eyes are closed, and I can't find where the mouth is, so I can just stuff it in, anyway, blood cultivation takes blood as its root, as long as it's in the blood, it's a pity to absorb it."

Wan Qixian, who had received too much information today, nodded numbly, as if he heard the broken voice of his beautiful childhood memories.

In Wan Qixian's memory, the ten years of living in the Kunlun God Array were happy and beautiful, and the beautiful scenery of the sunset every day was picturesque.He knows that Shenzhen has a spirit. In his feeling, Shenzhen must be a majestic father-like existence. He is handsome but serious, and he will treat him and other children fairly. If he makes a mistake, he will teach him severely. , if he was injured, he would hold himself in his arms when he was unconscious, and feed him a bowl of medicine tenderly, frowning and angrily scolding "how can a man cry because of the pain of the medicine", but at the same time he was worried He swallowed a piece of candied fruit.

But now... it's all ruined.

Changkong Zhuoyu is basically a child with a personality like a child, who will definitely help his relatives and not help his relatives when doing things, protects his shortcomings to the extreme, and likes to cry when he is fine...

A senior expert who can play with juniors.

Memories are partially ruined, but the most important things haven't changed.While Wan Qixian's ideals were shattered, a touch of tenderness rose in his heart.

This is the unique artifact spirit conceived and bred in the entire Kyushu. He is just as beautiful as his appearance...beautiful.

Time passed while Wan Chengxian's impression was destroyed and reconstructed. After half a month, Yin Changkong opened his eyes with a rosy complexion, and Li Xinglun... Li Xinglun has recovered his body and is practicing in seclusion. The super-large amount of magic pill was stuffed in, and Changkong Zhuoyu was very used to the reality that the apprentice changed to a different place and retreated first, so he naturally set up a formation to help the apprentice protect the law.

When Changkong Zhuoyu was sitting in front of the formation with his iron sword in his arms, Yin Changkong had already heard Wan Qixian tell the story of what had happened during his time defending the formation.Hearing that Qingniao had actually killed Li Xinglun's family, and now being imprisoned by Changkong Zhuoyu, Yin Changkong couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I controlled the formation to prevent Qingniao from going out, just because I was worried that she would be too... ... Paranoid and did something wrong, but I didn't expect to be able to stop him. Now it's fine."

After saying these words, he looked at Changkong Zhuoyu and said softly, "You... are the spirit of the divine formation?"

Changkong Zhuoyu looked at this person who was wearing the identity he really wanted, and he was a little emotional, curling his lips and said: "It's me, but I don't remember you."

Unconsciously, he didn't notice that his temper was a bit like a child at this time.For Chang Kong Zhuoyu, who always likes to pretend to be a deep and important person, he can only show his childish side in front of his apprentices, but now he can't help but lose his temper with Yin Changkong, which means that his entanglement with this person must be inevitable. very deep.

"Your name is Changkong Zhuoyu?" Yin Changkong's eyes softened even more.

"Well, I started it myself." Changkong Zhuoyu replied coldly.

Head Yin showed a very warm smile, and he said softly to Changkong Zhuoyu, "Thank you."

"Thank you?" Changkong Zhuoyu was taken aback for a moment, for some reason, Yin Changkong's expression made him feel so nostalgic.

"Pindao has been practicing by comprehending the Kunlun God Formation. Every time he retreats, he is in the formation. The God Formation seems to know what I am doing. When retreating, he will automatically set up the formation to protect me." Yin Changkong said with a look of nostalgia, "Every time I go out, when I thank him in the formation, the aura of heaven and earth will become very lively, like a proud child."

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

"I've always believed that the Divine Formation has spirits, so when I reached the Mahayana period, I asked in the formation, can it be used as a reward to let me see what the Kunlun Sect's artifact is?" Yin Changkong didn't seem to see it. Changkong Zhuoyu's expression became darker and darker, and he continued to narrate, "Shenzhen didn't respond, but I don't know why, I always feel the wind whispering in my ear, 'Is this a person as big as the deity, you just want to see it?' .”

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

If it was yesterday's Wan Chengxian, even if the master said this, he would not believe it.But today's Wan Tuxian, he recalled the image of Zhang Kong Zhuoyu re-established in his mind, and nodded with certainty, yes, this is what Changkong Zhuoyu can say.

"I tried to communicate with the divine formation, and then I set up a formation that belonged to me in the formation. Then my formation was quickly cracked, and a formation appeared in front of me. The formation is difficult, but not It will hurt me, but when I can't crack the formation, I will be sent to the main hall of the Kunlun School, and I will not be able to enter the center of the formation. I deduced and calculated again and again, and it took a full 100 years to finally crack the formation. So... I saw a cloud of white mist. I stuck my hand into the mist, and I was sure that I touched the fingertips of a small stone man." The smile on Yin Changkong's face became softer, "At that time I I was thinking, so this is the Kunlun artifact, a child."

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

Following Yin Changkong's description, Changkong Zhuoyu, who recalled a little bit, was about to cry!Why is the apprentice still awake, I really want to hold him and cry.

"What is White Mist?" Wan Chengxian asked.

"It's Nuwa God," Yin Changkong said. "The reason why Nuwa was able to create humans is because she distributed the 'spirits' to humans. According to myths, Nuwa first turned most of the 'spirits' into human beings. The mist enveloped the clay figurines one after another. After the clay figurines absorbed all the white mist, they would become real people. The people who first obtained the gods were extremely powerful. But the later mud spots... probably just I can get a little 'spirit'."

"But my white mist is my clothes now?" Changkong Zhuoyu asked curiously, holding back tears. How could he use his own wisdom to make clothes? How could he grab a piece and use it as a hat for his disciples and as a hat for himself? Hair rope or something...

"'Spirit' is neither soul nor wisdom," Yin Changkong explained, "After seeing the white mist, I went back to the bookstore to check the classics, and finally found out about Nuwa's creation of human beings in the ancient wasteland. According to the records at that time, even if Nu Wa was an ancient god, she only had one soul. No matter how powerful the soul was, it could split some divine thoughts out of the body, but it was impossible to create so many people. "Spirit" is an opportunity, an opportunity to awaken the soul, But it was not created. The souls of the human race originally wandered in the ancient world. Nuwa created humans just by giving these wandering souls bodies and awakening these souls with "spirits". The more profound the opportunity, the higher the understanding in the future.

The "spirits" of the ancient gods contain enormous power. After these "spirits" are absorbed into the body, if there are enough of them, they can even be used to cultivate talismanic treasures. Of course, they can also be absorbed slowly to become their own skills. Inexhaustible. "

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

It seems that Nuwa also left a "spirit" in Wuling Valley, maybe for future Nuwa's successors, or for some weak monsters with low qualifications. Only under the influence of the "spirit" can one gradually possess one's own consciousness.

The treasure that endowed people with spiritual consciousness in ancient times is just a beautiful dress that can be changed at will.

Zhuoyu in the sky: "..."

I don't know why, but I want to hold my apprentice and cry even more.

The author has something to say: In layman’s terms, the spirit is the golden apple in the Garden of Eden, which endows human beings with wisdom, but the soul is not given by it. Humans already have it. body.As for where the gods and souls come from, the world produces and sells them on its own. Originally, the gods in mythology came out casually. Who knows what they were in the first place... It must be that the world is too lonely, so I can make some creatures to make myself happy.

Wan Tengxian, a dead fan of Sanguan: Senior Changkong didn’t take medicine today, and he feels cute