The enemy of comprehension is the sword

The autumn wind is bleak, blowing the vast Cangwu Mountains, and before you know it, you have escaped into a maple-red twilight.

The fairy spirit of the deep mountain is full of fresh vegetation, the towering ancient trees stand tall, and the green color against the red patches looks like green shadows and vermilion carvings, as if detached from the mundane and untainted by the world.

Thousands of miles of clouds and smog are all gone, and I can see a naturally formed mysterious path that bends and extends towards the top of the nine heavens.

Along the way, the sacred grasses and spiritual plants, and hundreds of flowers are lingering and vying for beauty, all of which are rare treasures that practitioners long for. It seems like an illusion that has strayed into the upper realm.

Cangwu is different from Yinhua Mountain, which ascends to the immortals, except for the main peak that leads directly to the top of the Nine Heavens, there are actually more scenery such as maple forests, low peaks, and flowing water canyons.

There is neither the atmosphere surrounded by mountains, nor the majestic grandeur that makes people look up to, but it is full of elegant poetry that delights literati.

really inappropriate...

If it weren't for the signposts displayed on the spirit board, she would never have imagined that the Fengming Sword Sect, which is full of lunatics, is actually located in such a place.

Perhaps, compared to the rogue sects like the Fengming Sword Sect, this place is more suitable for those mortal miscellaneous sects to serve as a mountain gate.

A wolf-eared woman in a blue and white Taoist robe and a brocade crown on her head looked back at the scenery along the way that was different from the great fairy sects, facing the cool breeze, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

but.

Why, in pursuit of the demonic energy that has reappeared in the ghost emperor's mausoleum, does it point directly at the Fengming Sword Sect that should never have anything to do with the ghost emperor's recovery?

Anyway, Sword Master Wangyun, who lost his teacher, family members, and fellow practitioners due to the battle of the ghost emperor, was left alone, it is impossible to protect the sword demon...

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

The woman with wolf ears, full of doubts, looked up at the mountain not far away with a carrot in her mouth, and stopped for a long time.

It wasn't until I stepped on a layer of fallen leaves inadvertently that I was awakened quietly by the rustling sound, shook my ears, and swallowed the whole carrot in one gulp.

"No, no, why are you thinking nonsense again?" She patted her bulging cheeks vigorously, raised her hands in fists in front of her chest, and said vaguely, "If you continue like this, you will be scolded a hundred thousand times by Miss. gone."

"I managed to grab the spirit disk and get it out, but I can't just get caught up by those three beasts without doing anything!"

Hmph, ever since the ghost emperor Bai Muya was sealed, Miss, she has been sad for hundreds of years.

No matter what you say this time, she will definitely not be able to bring her back to life, so the ghost sword demon will be wiped out by the wolf who is the head of the four gods under the leader!

———Although it is just a lower realm incarnation of the main body of the Dao Domain, it is still no problem to beat the little devil, right?

"Speaking of which, just in case, let's confirm the location of the Sword Demon again."

Recalling the battle back then, Miss Canglang recalled Wangyun Jianzun's youthful appearance, couldn't help trembling, and muttered to herself.

"That Wangyun kid, he had an unfriendly face back then, if he made a mistake, he would be in trouble."

Just by making a joke of his daughter, he was able to leave behind the demon general who was fighting and chased her for three days and three nights. Even thinking about it now, it is really unbearable.

Girl Canglang shrugged and shook her head, then jumped up.

Her light movements are like a white rabbit jumping away... no, it's like a swift wolf, landing on a bluestone in the middle of the flowing water silently with one foot on the ground.

A pair of red eyes, looked up at the sky for a few breaths, then looked back clearly.

Although it was late, there was still some time before the sun set.

The guide plate can still be opened!

Sitting cross-legged on the void, Canglang girl's eyes drooped slightly, her whole body suddenly changed dramatically, showing a simple and steady posture.

The gods and beasts in the Dao domain showed their might, and Baili was awe-inspiring, and even the stream that was dyed with a bit of sunset glow stopped their voices.

The setting sun slanted, and the clear water reflected the beauty.

The wolf hanging in mid-air pinched the ancient Dao seal with his left hand, and danced in a circle with his right hand in front of him. It was obviously a wanton movement, but under the outline of the spiritual power in his body, every bit of it was soaked in the way of nature.

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth turned into wisps of breeze, creating waves on top of the stream.

The wind, which is not the wind, washes the whole body of Canglang girl, reappearing the flow of spiritual power along the left hand seal.

Then, she opened her eyes wide, and at this moment, the sound of Dao resounded on the tip of her tongue.

"Dao Ling, guiding spirit, the sky plate is falling!"

Da Yin Xisheng.

There seemed to be no sound, no change, but an intoxicating sound lingered in the wolf's heart.

The afterglow fell on the body, and the gleaming glow picked up a flawless jade plate from the open sea of ​​true knowledge.

The spiritual wind is restrained, and the world is sad.

I saw the spiritual energy of the surrounding vegetation, as if surrendering, and regularly arranged various formations around the wolf. The only thing that remained unchanged was the pilgrimage to the center.

And there was a ten-foot-sized jade plate, which was slowly rotating under the blessing of Dao Seal.

Bit by bit of stardust shadows, seeming to be unwilling to be imprisoned, flying non-stop on it, but seemingly powerless, they stopped lonely, and finally gathered into a bright nebula.

Then, the moment the starlight lit up the world, the wind blew up!

Four terrifying and unusual animal shadows burst out from the center of the nebula, and were firmly imprinted on the jade plate.

The tiger at the top, the white bear at the bottom, the white foxes on both sides, and... the gray wolf in the middle!

The four gods in the legends of the Dao domain overwhelmed more than a few stars all over the sky, their power and power shook the sky.

Quaint, mysterious and unpredictable.

This is--

One of the innate spiritual treasures held by the usher, the spirit plate!

"Demon energy, magic energy, ah, there is something, it's still here."

The wolf lay down on the spirit guide plate without any image, rummaged through the empty bosom, and finally found the clean bottle that collected the magic energy.

Gently uncorking the bottle, she pinched her nose and poured out a drop of black liquid, then immediately put the cork back on, watching the changes in the spirit disk.

"Sure enough, the smell doesn't suit wolves. It's so sad." Rubbing the tip of her nose, she was still complaining when she suddenly froze, "Why? Why did the tracking of the magic energy suddenly disappear? It was still there this morning?"

weird...so weird...

Even if the target she was looking for had successfully ascended to the upper realm, or was killed and fell into reincarnation, this spirit disk should be able to show her whereabouts.

How could there be a possibility that the disk does not change at all...?

The matter was so important, Canglang's eyes froze, and regardless of the smell, he simply opened the clean bottle again, and immediately poured a few drops of black liquid into the plate.

Useless.Still no use.

As if the devilish energy had never existed in this world, it landed on the spirit guide plate, drew a black trail, and then disappeared without a trace.

No.

After failing to track her twice in a row, the problem is not on her side. The sword demon must have used some special method to hide now.

Fengming Sword Sect!

The place where she last appeared was the Fengming Sword Sect, and in this world, perhaps only the Fengming Sword Sect, whose origin is unknown, has a way to surpass their pursuit.

Let's ask Sword Master Wangyun for an explanation first...

Knowing that the situation was urgent, Canglang didn't stop for a moment, and stepped on the only mysterious path leading to the Nine Heavens Summit.

However, one step forward is actually a huge change in the sky!

At the moment of crossing the border, the calm is gone, the fragrance of birds and flowers has faded, and the cold wind is howling, and the abnormal blizzard and haze descended at the same time.

The wind blows the snow, the icy rain freezes the soul, and the sky is full of hexagonal crystals, coating the world with a layer of snow-colored white makeup, like falling into an extremely cold purgatory.

Clenching the cold in his heart, the incarnation of the beast couldn't open his mouth. The snow fell like a sword, and it touched the wolf girl, drawing a trace of cold air into the body, and instantly frostbite the internal organs.

how so? !what happened? !

This kind of cold air, even that stupid bear will feel very uncomfortable, right?When will the Fengming Sword Sect have more people who can use this method?

With a flash of divine light in his eyes, Canglang silently practiced exercises to dispel the chill in his body, slowly squinted his eyes, and glanced cautiously around.

Breathe in the cold air.

It's hard to miss the eye for a moment.

Snow-colored hair, caressing the face that is too fair, cold eyes, without a trace of life, full of the mourning of Weisha, and the faint sound of swords, as if singing an elegy for the world of mortals.

Taking advantage of the nine days of falling snow, I was silent.

That person, with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, was leaning on the only road leading to the Nine Heavens Peak, lighting a stroke of green ink, the book was exhausted, and the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Like snow...like ink...

incredible.

The filth that ascetic monks dare not touch in the Buddhist realm, what a heavy burden of sin, what a sword practice is also superior in the nine realms of heaven, what an astonishing supernatural sword intent!

The Nanming Realm should be the Lower Realm, right?How can there be such an existence?

"Who are you? From the Fengming Sword Sect?"

The impact of seeing him for the first time was unexpectedly strong, and Canglang subconsciously reported his family background, not wanting to conflict with this person from the bottom of his heart.

"I am the envoy of the usher, Canglang. If you want to visit Sword Master Wangyun, please pass it on for me."

pity--

"Shh."

Without raising her eyebrows, Ji Xue put her left index finger between her lips, then parted a strand of hair that covered her eyes, and curled it to the tip of her hair little by little.

"Don't make noise, listen, today's Xuerong's voice is so sinking, it makes people enchanted."

A sentence without a clue, a conversation without meaning.

Why?Does Xuerong have a voice?Why?Will it make people obsessed?Why?I can't understand what she's saying?

Incomprehensible words, with a snow dance that swallowed the warmth of the visitor, hovered and condensed.

Canglang, whose heart was full of question marks, was stunned for a moment, but reacted in time.

wrong.

It's not the time to think about it, it's time to get down to business.

"Sorry, wait until I go to the Nine Heavens Summit before I come to chat with you."

Finally, he didn't forget his purpose, Canglang nodded to the white-haired swordsman, and wanted to move on.

hum!

A sword sound shook.

In an instant, the flying snow turned into light, and the white glow was like a rainbow. The snowflakes flying all over the sky turned out to be all sharp swords, sharp swords that could destroy the world.

The one who holds them is the cold person, pointing the light white jade fingers in the air.

And the silently locked goal is to step out of the wolf hanging in the air!

She wants to kill me?

Obviously she has never had any contact with me, obviously I have reported my identity, and she doesn't see me at all.

But... she thought, kill me!

why?

"You're going to kill me?"

After all, Canglang couldn't suppress the question in her heart, and asked blankly, but this time, even she herself found it funny...

"Yes."

Facing the wind and snow, Ji Xue raised her head slowly and stood upright with a cold and songlike tone, revealing an undisguised killing intent.

One step, another step...

The slender thighs, the seductive steps, the trembling waist, overflowing with femininity.

It was an elegant and coquettish scene, but in Canglang's eyes with red pupils, it was trembling, not even half charming.

It's like being naked in a world of ice and snow, with nowhere to escape, terrified.

It was a sword, a chilling sword.

One inch, another inch...

Slowly, unsheath!

"why?"

There was a slight tremor in the wolf's voice, and even the question he was used to had a different taste.

Then----

The footsteps stopped.

Ji Xue raised her eyebrows, lightly tapped the sword finger of her left hand on her forehead, and then swung a little far away towards the wolf, revealing her intention to start a fight.

With her still unemotional coldness, she gave a meaningful answer lightly and without trace.

"no reason."

"Such a statement, is it enough?"

☆, 36. As a wolf, how can I not transform into the moon?