[Sword Three] Photosynthesis of Brother Hua

Bihua Mountain, the main hall of Tianyao Sect.

Bi Yin looked at the menacing demon cultivator coming down from the foot of the mountain from the water mirror. The man in front had short dark red hair, a smile that was not a smile, and a casual and lazy look, just like usual. The demon cultivator The characteristic dark red eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the enchantment covering Bihua Mountain.

Distributed by members of the Bihua Yinyuehua clan, it isolates all uninvited outsiders, and the barrier covers the entire Bihua Mountain. It is the strongest guarantee for the immature Tianyao Sect not to be disturbed by the world. Moreover, no one in the cultivation world can solve this enchantment.

Apart from--

Yi Huanzhi pulled out a slender blood-red sword from his arms. There was a string of fiery red tassels hanging from the hilt. Strong wind.

He waved it casually a few times, and the cold light flashed, submerging into the enchantment in front of him, causing a few slight fluctuations, which spread layer by layer with the fluctuations, facing the area facing Yi Huanzhi. In the area, a crack appeared faintly.

Cracks in the barrier.

He smiled in a low voice, stabbed the sword into the crack, and swung it aside. The strong barrier, which was called unbreakable, was easily torn open with a huge gap. , for one person to come and go freely.

Hidden Moon Sword.

Forged by Bi Yin himself, soaked in his own blood, it is filled with the lingering sorrow and hatred of the day when the clan was exterminated. The fusion of the strong hostility and the blood of their clan is the only thing in this world that can temporarily break this knot. world things.

Bi Yin watched coldly as Yi Huanzhi led a group of demon cultivators into the breach of the barrier, aiming directly at the Tianyao Sect.

Speaking of which, this sword was given to Yi Huanzhi by himself.

Moxiu is unreliable after all.

Bi Yin lowered his eyelids, the aura escaping from the turmoil shattered the water mirror, and the scene disappeared instantly. He forcibly suppressed the fishy sweetness in his heart, walked out of the hall expressionlessly, and wiped out all the things in the Tianyao Sect. The disciples gathered together and took them to the underground palace to hide.

The surrounding area of ​​Bihua Mountain was completely surrounded by demon cultivators.

If he wanted to escape, he would definitely not be able to escape. Instead of being killed by Moxiu on the way to escape, let him face the catastrophe of Tianyao Sect alone.

These disciples are still too young to face the demon cultivator and have no ability to resist.

What's more, it is led by Yi Huanzhi, who comes from the magic cultivator of Jueqing Palace.

Standing alone in the hall, Bi Yin looked at the man with the usual frivolous smile on his face, holding the slender Yinyue sword in his hand, stepped into the hall unhurriedly, and licked his bright red lips , with a slight trace of regret in the smile.

Yi Huanzhi dismissed the other demon cultivators with a wave of his hand, and leisurely closed the palace door, seeing Bi Yan's vigilant and silent expression, he smiled: "Have you ever thought about it, would this be the case? "

Bi Yin didn't answer, and summoned countless emerald green vines, some of which surrounded him, and the other part turned into countless sharp weapons, attacking Yi Huanzhi.

The art of controlling vines.

The Bihuayinyuehua clan does not lack attacking methods. Among the four ancient clans, their combat ability is second only to the Qianyan clan. If their innate insight is used in battle, they can instantly understand the enemy's weaknesses and attack methods , kill people directly to the vital point, it is impossible to defend against, coupled with the many attack methods handed down, in the era when the four ancient clans still existed, they were considered outstanding.

pity--

"I taught you the technique of controlling vines. Now you use it to deal with me, will it be useful?" Yi Huanzhi also casually recruited vines, but they were dark red, mingling with the vines attacking by Bi Yin. Together, within a moment, that emerald green one was completely crushed.

"It's a pity that your clan's talent, if you can inherit some of the methods lost when the clan was exterminated, maybe you don't need to cooperate with me, a demon cultivator, don't you think?"

Bi Yin looked at him indifferently, the words spoken by the man were sharp and piercing, his expression was normal, the nails in the hanging hand tightly pinched the palm, trembling slightly.

"I won't say much else, as long as you are willing to do one thing, I can let your precious disciples go." Yi Huanzhi approached slowly, and the dark red vines blocked Bi Yin's way of retreating.

He gently lifted Bi Yin's chin with the Yinyue Sword. The sharp edge of the sword did not cause any damage, but the blood red color set off the slightly pale face of the person in front of him, and it was cold and killing. like beauty.

This family is more like the adjudicator than the wise men in the elixir.

Yi Huanzhi smiled lightly.

He slowly lowered the icy sword blade to the heart. When the sword tip pierced it, a strand of light green blood oozed out, and a sweet fragrance permeated the air.

He stretched out his hand to hold the blade, exerted a little force, and the sharp blade cut open his palm, and what dripped down was actually a bit of dark purple liquid, which dripped onto the ground, corroding the ground.

"A master-servant contract led by me, are you willing to sign?" Yi Huanzhi put the Yinyue sword into its sheath and threw it aside, "If I remember correctly, one of your disciples seems to be from the Luoshan clan. His mixed blood might be the last bloodline of this family in the world."

"How? Make a choice."

"I won't force you."

Bi Yan closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes had already contained no emotion, she was calm and restrained: "What is your purpose?"

"What I hate the most is your indifferent look," Yi Huanzhi sighed slightly, caressing Bi Yin's cheeks with a few dark red fingertips, with a hint of teasing in his expression, "My purpose is to What? That's not your concern."

"Hundreds of demon cultivators are waiting there outside the door. As long as I give an order, you know what the Heavenly Medicine Sect will look like in the end."

"Or, I need to give you time to think about it."

The dark red eyes of the person in front of him revealed a shocking coldness and tyranny, after all, they overlapped with the figure in his memory who broke into Bihua Mountain by mistake.

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Wanjing and Qianlin returned to the cave, it was still early, and it didn't take much time to go back and forth and kill the monsters, but Wanjing remembered the news about Biyan, and there were still some worry.

"Bi Yin was taken away by the demon cultivator, what does the demon sect want to do to him?" A certain flower who still had a half-knowledge about the demon sect wondered, "I remember the relationship between Yi Huanzhi and Bi Yin when he was in the ghost realm last time." Not bad."

And at that time, Yi Huanzhi seemed to be a bit of a demon sect when he pretended to be aggressive at the beginning, but later on, he seemed to be more cute. Listening to what Bi Yin said about their past, they were quite harmonious.

"If you really believe in Moxiu's appearance, you won't even know how you died in the end." Qian Lin put away the sword, looked at Wanjing frowning and thinking, and explained: "The last time the monster attacked the city, Does that Demon Cultivator look quite normal? In fact, the real appearance——you don’t want to know.”

Is that Pei Han, the demon cultivator wandering around among human cultivators?

"Then what's going on with Yi Huanzhi?" Wan Jing had only been in contact with two demon cultivators, "Isn't he on good terms with Bi Yin?"

"As an abandoned child, Yi Huanzhi was able to climb to such a height in the Jueqing Palace in the end. His character is not comparable to that of Bi Yin," Qian Lin commented lightly, "As for these two people, one of them has hatred in his heart. , a person who has power in his heart, and if they match up, the comparison is whose heart is more ruthless."

"Looking at it now, it's Yi Huanzhi who is even better."

"Abandoned son?" The word sounds like Yi Huanzhi's identity is somewhat confusing.

"Secret of the Demon Sect, do you want to listen?" No matter how you look at Qian Lin's smile, it seems to be digging a hole for you to jump into.

Wanjing resolutely refused: "Thank you, no need."

Things like secrets, if you know a lot, you really don’t know how to die later.

"You don't have to worry about Biyan. People from the Demon Sect can't do anything to him," Qian Lin said. An elder exerted his last strength and put a restraint on Bi Yin's body."

"In this world, members of the Demon Sect cannot harm Bi Yun, this is the whole content of the prohibition."

Wanjing: "Are there no exceptions?"

Qian Lin thought for a while: "There are indeed exceptions, but such a person, even if he really strikes, will not cause much harm to Bi Yin."

In this way, Wan Jing can be regarded as relieved, but the amount of information revealed in Qian Rin's words is still a bit large.

Qian Lin mentioned before that the Huayue Forest is the burial place of the four ancient clans, but since it has been crowned with the title of the ancient, the strength will naturally not be low, and why the clan was exterminated is still in the Huayue Forest. In the moon forest?

"This is also a secret, do you want to hear it?" Qian Lin was still smiling.

Wan Jing said seriously: "Can you say something less secretive?"

Chirin: "..."

"Cough, yes, for example, the Huayue Forest has a natural suppression effect on the strength of elixir and monsters. The higher the level, the stronger the suppression, so the four ancient clans were almost wiped out at that time," Qian Lin challenged. He pointed out something that is almost common sense in the world of comprehension, "Speaking of your little spirit pet, although the rank is very low, it will still be affected."

Wan Jing took out the pea cannon from his backpack.

Since the last time I came out of Huayue Forest, Pea Cannon fell into a deep sleep for no reason. The green ball remained motionless. I thought that all the ponies I bought before could be put in the backpack, and I was afraid that the ball would be thrown in a fight. After going out, Wanjing simply took it back into his backpack.

"It should be stimulated under suppression, and it is about to evolve," Qian Lin glanced, "You can put it in the medicine field in the backyard, where the aura is relatively clean, and you can wake up by yourself after a while."

Wan Jing went to the medicine field to put the pea cannon away, and when he came back, he saw Qian Lin facing a water mirror, and the figure in the mirror, from a distance, should be Su Qi.

It seems that the conversation between the two has ended, Qian Lin dismissed Shui Jing: "Su Qi and Xiu Che will come over tomorrow."

"Really?" Wan Jing was a little happy.

"That's right," Qian Lin looked at the smile on his face, "Again, shouldn't we be doing today's daily routine?"

……Oh.

#There is always someone who cares so much about his mission#

#What the fuck is it a new day#

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"I'm going to meet that young master tomorrow, what should I bring as a thank you?" Su Qi worried about the rows of pills, "The precious ones are all kinds of pills, but I didn't see it at the time. He doesn't know what kind of cultivation is suitable for him."

Xiu Che had just returned from sword practice, and when he saw his face resting on his chin in annoyance, he paused for a few seconds, hesitating whether to wash off the blood smell on his body first or to see what's wrong first.

Although Wanjing relieved the symptoms of Xiu Che's demonic energy entering the soul, the 100 years of sleep still had some impact on the body functions, and the stagnation of the cultivation base did not have too much impact on the sword repair, so these days , he is recovering his previous strength and feeling.

Xiu Che thought for a while, then used a small trick to clean himself up, and walked over.

Seeing that he had finished practicing the sword, Su Qi went up to meet him, checked his whole body for any injuries, and checked his inner condition with spiritual energy. After thinking for a while, he took out a bottle of qi-nourishing medicine and fed it.

Throughout the whole process, Xiu Che stood there obediently, motionless.

"Did you increase the amount of practice?" Su Qi frowned, "I smell blood on your body."

Xiu Che: "..."

There is a snack stuffed, obviously cleaned up very clean.

He pretended to change the subject and looked at the rows of pills that Su Qi put on the table. There were all kinds of pills, rare ones needed for all kinds of cultivation bases. He thought about it and went to thank the rescuer tomorrow. Su Qi should be thinking about thanking the person who killed him.

Su Qi said that that person belonged to Qian Lin, so there should be no shortage of such things.

After thinking for a while, Xiu Che took out several medicine bottles and a jade tube from the storage bag, and put them on the table.

Su Qi picked it up, opened the lid and identified what kind of elixir it was.

Looking at them one by one, his face inexplicably turned a little bit darker, and of course a little bit redder.

"Aphrodisiac, nourishing, lubricating, and used to restore the body afterward... Wait, this jade tube——" Su Qi just poked his spiritual sense in, and saw the four big characters "Counterattack Manual", with a smile on his face. Like it's on fire.

"Didn't I get this thing a long time ago—where did you get it? Also, you took these out, do you mean to give them away tomorrow!?"

Xiu Che nodded seriously.