One Sword Nine Ya

When Chen Weichen arrived, Xie Lang was still holding the Thunder Jue in his hand, the thunder rumbled in the air, but he couldn't strike it for a long time, and he took another step towards the inner demon as if absent-minded.

The two little disciples next to him quickly drew the spells one by one to attack the inner demon, but their skills were too shallow to stop that thing from coming.

Black air spread over Xie Lang's body, his eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed, as if enduring the pain.

The little disciple turned his head and saw someone coming - he seemed to be a powerful person. He quickly grabbed the straw to save his life, and he didn't care about the respectful name: "Hurry up and save the temple master!"

There is a golden light floating on Kongming's body, and the Buddha's seal is vaguely formed, and they are going to attack the demons-they already know that the world of demons and the world of humans are opposed to each other, so the closer the moves are to the way of heaven, the more restrained they are from the world of demons These things, such as the Lei Jue of the Taoist school of "walking the way for the sky", and the "compassionate" seal of the Buddhist school of suppressing evil and crossing demons.

"Wait a little longer," Chen Weichen looked at Xie Lang, "Let's see how long he can last."

Xie Lang's body became more and more black, and at the same time, the outline of the demon became more and more like a dark person.

Although he resisted desperately, he still walked towards the demon step by step uncontrollably, and the demon was also approaching him step by step.

Getting closer.

The little disciple's lips trembled and his face was pale: "It's too late...Junior Brother Shen was like this the day before yesterday. When they get together, he will go crazy. After going crazy for a while, he will no longer be angry..."

The inner demon stretched out his hand and reached for Xie Lang's left chest.

The corners of Xie Lang's mouth were tightly pursed, his face was pale, his eyelids trembled, he tried hard to open them, took a breath with difficulty, but he couldn't break free, two streaks of bright red blood flowed from his eyes.

His dark hands pierced through the gray priestly robe, and he trembled violently.

The little disciple murmured: "No..."

At the very moment, another hand passed silently through the back of the demon.

The heart demon's movements are stagnant.

It made a hoarse "ho ho" sound, and began to tremble violently.

The two young disciples looked back in surprise.

Behind the heart demon, there was someone in black clothes floating, with a blank expression on his face.

Black air wrapped around his body. His originally handsome features were filled with evil and evil spirits because of the long hair and black air at the end of his eyes. For a while, he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a demon.

Xie Lang fell forward softly, was supported by Ye Jiuya, and placed in the pavilion beside him.

After half a day, Xie Lang finally woke up.

When he woke up, Chen Weichen's hand was gesturing something on his chest.

He has not changed back to his original appearance at this time, he is still wearing a dark silver-patterned black robe, even his complexion is a little paler than before, his eyes are dark and deep, and his cold and thoughtful expression made Xie Lang shudder: " you……"

"He wants to come into your place," Chen Weichen put his hand on his left chest heart, "I think after this, I can be like you too, but unfortunately..."

Xie Lang knew that he had escaped, cold sweat rolled down his forehead: "You saved me?"

Chen Weichen turned his head away.

Xie Lang followed his gaze, and saw the ferocious demon in the shape of a thin black chain. It was struggling desperately, but it was tightly locked, and it couldn't break free no matter what.

There was no rising and falling voice asking: "What did you see?"

The young temple master calmed down his breathing, closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and said: "I saw many years ago, when I went down the mountain... the village was gone, there was fire everywhere, there were corpses lying on the road, there were Some were stabbed to death, some were trampled to death by war horses...the corner of the wall was spattered with black blood. I took a whisk and went home—my father's body was at the door, and my mother was in the well."

His eyes were blank, as if he was once again in the sea of ​​war smoke and blood: "I continued to walk in, and things were broken all over the place. The house in the south was already on fire, Qingyuan... only Qingyuan crawled out of the house staggeringly. When I came out, her hair was scorched and her ears were hurt. She was still young at that time, and when she saw me, she let out a soft cry..."

Xie Lang opened his mouth, but no more sound came out, only his eyes were red, and two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

After a long time, he continued: "I want to escape, I want to wake up, but I can't escape. My master taught me that the world is impermanent, life and death have a destiny, don't read, don't hate... I thought, I had forgotten, Can--"

Chen Weichen put his fingertips on his forehead, the fingers were cold, Xie Lang slowly came back to his senses.

"I miss them, I really hate..." Xie Lang finally closed his eyes again, this time he was not in a coma, but fell asleep because his mind was too tired.

Chen Weichen straightened his clothes for him, and looked at the bound demon.

He also thought of last autumn, when they were outside Jinxiu City, Xie Lang mentioned his past and briefly mentioned it, only saying that his family members died in the flames of war, saying that it was nothing sad, that he had already passed away.

——But those who want to detach themselves and don't want to look back, have not disappeared with the cold and summer of more than a dozen years of pure-hearted cultivation, but have been deeply, deeply buried in the world of demons.

"Let your temple masters have a good rest." Chen Weichen instructed the disciples of Qingjing Temple who stood by, "Since I have been here, other sporadic demons will not dare to come again, so let him not worry for now."

The disciple couldn't figure out where he came from, but he only knew that this man was very powerful, although the black energy on his body was very similar to a demon, he came with Ye Jianzhu and Master Kongming, and stood on the side of his own temple master, respectfully Thank you.

"Tell him separately that we took away the inner demon. Although his realm has fallen, it may not be impossible to take the opportunity to advance to another level."

The disciples answered yes and sent them away.

When he took out the token and was about to point at Chen, Chen Weichen stopped in his tracks.

When Ye Jiuya looked at him, his eyes dodged a little, and his eyelashes lowered slightly.

"I'm not going," he said, "My cultivation is already complete, and Finger Chen doesn't have anything to do with me. I can't stay by your side for long."

Ye Jiuya asked: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the South China Sea to have a look at the Sharpening Mirror," he said.

"Be careful." Ye Jiuya saw the heart demon bound behind him, and remembered the heart demon he met in Jinxiu City that day said "it's just wearing a piece of human skin", and finally realized that Chen Weichen had been like this twice. The form appeared, and the uneasiness when facing oneself came—this person also said that he was "a shameful thing".

He finally said: "Don't worry too much."

"Thank you." Chen Weichen smiled, but the smile was weak.When he appeared in this form, his tone and expression seemed to be much colder than before.

"It's bound by me. As long as I don't go back, it won't come out. You can use it at ease." He explained a few more words, and finally said: "Brother Kong Ming, Ye Jun, leave."

Kong Ming clasped his hands together and bowed to him: "There will be a time later."

Chen Weichen should have gone in another direction, but he didn't turn around for a long time, his eyes stopped on Ye Jiuya.

Ye Jiuya was quiet for a while, then said to him, "The Sword Discussion Conference and the Law Discussion Conference will be held in August."

Chen Weichen nodded to him: "Okay."

— Then he turned around and headed south.