Sacrifice

Fujiziyin said it very easily, and Puye didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was easy to enter that particular eye of the wind, but he and Fujiziyin were stunned as soon as they entered the eye of the eye.

It is said that the four seasons are like spring. Is it the Taoyuan Wonderland that was promised? This is the passage of locusts. This area is not very windy, with lush trees growing. It was a lake, flanked by knee-high grass, full of blooming flowers and elixirs.

But now,

The bushes were all lying on the ground as if they had been slapped. The broken logs smashed the green grass and blooming flowers into pieces. The lake next to it was flowing everywhere, and there were still many burnt places. The middle of the small mound is deeply sunken, and the middle is full of blood.

Bo Ye and Teng Ziyin looked at each other, Bo Ye quickly rushed to the edge of the sunken mound, looked down, and found a blood-covered person lying in the middle of the bloodstains.

And Teng Ziyin turned his footsteps, rushed to the small lake, raised his hand to draw, and then said angrily, "The elixir I saved!!"

Pu Ye was stunned, and his heart moved, could it be that this person took it away?

He stepped forward and tried to carefully examine the person lying in the pool of blood. After walking a few steps, Bo Ye realized that there was still a broken sword stuck in front of the person. The broken sword seemed to have noticed their approach and started buzzing. Buzzing, it seems to be a warning to its master.

After discovering that its master was unconscious, the broken sword actually trembled and flew out of the soil, flying crookedly beside the blood-stained man.

Turning around, Tengzi Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he dropped the bodhisattva leaf behind him with a very bad expression on his face.

Pu Ye was a little puzzled, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Teng Ziyin was silent for a long time before slowly approaching. As he approached, the broken sword began to glow brightly, breathing out fierce sword energy.

Fujiko Yin took a deep breath and turned around suddenly, "Let's leave here and find another place to retreat."

Pu Ye stopped and looked at Fujiko Yin quietly, "Your enemy?"

Fujiko Yin's face twisted for a moment, and he said aggrievedly, "It's not the most disgusting."

"He seems to be a sword repairer." Pu Ye looked at the sword, then looked at Teng Ziyin, "Are you sure you want to leave?"

He smiled lightly, "You said you hated those people who threatened you so much, but why did you hesitate after seeing this person?"

Fujiko was furious, "Hesitating? How can you tell that I'm hesitating?!"

Of course I heard it directly!

Pu Ye looked at Fujiko Yin with a funny face, "Well, I didn't see it, so..." He pulled Fujiko Yin's sleeve, his eyes were full of hope, "Can you stay with me?"

"No!!" Fujiko Yin still vetoed, "He is a sword cultivator at the Dao stage, and his strength is comparable to that of the Dao stage. If he recovers from his injuries, we will definitely die!!"

Pu Ye asked strangely, "Why did you die?"

Fujiko Yin blurted out, "He has chased and killed me for 500 years, and I recognize him even when he turned into ashes!!"

"..." Puye looked at Tengziyin speechlessly, and subtly thought of the Black Jiao King who had hunted down his master Fajing for hundreds of years.

But even if Fujiko Yin wanted to pull Boye away desperately, Boye still refused. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Now that you meet him, you have to do something.

"In that case, wait a minute."

Fujiko Yin sullenly stared at Boye.

Bo Ye walked slowly towards the person in the blood, the broken sword began to tremble, Bo Ye stopped immediately, he pondered for a while, took out a bottle of big red from the package, opened a lot of new medicine after 90, he The big red in the package can recover 20000 blood points at a time. Although I don't know how effective the medicine is in reality, but...it shouldn't be harmful.

Throwing a bottle of bright red, the broken sword immediately shattered the bottle, and countless bright red spiritual liquids containing strong spiritual power fell on the body of the unconscious person, and Bo Ye immediately turned around and left.

Seeing that Puye was back, Fujiko Yin stepped forward decisively to grab Puye's hand, and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the broken sword trembled for a moment, and suddenly lay across in front of Tengziyin and Puye.

Pu Ye blinked and looked at Teng Ziyin, "What do you mean?"

Fujiko gritted her teeth angrily, the broken sword had already developed spirituality, and she could already tell that Puye was saving her master, so she wanted to stop Puye from leaving.

However, even if the sword is broken, its strength is much higher than the two of them, and it is impossible to forcefully leave. Does he really want to stay and watch that old miscellaneous hair heal his body before chopping him off? !

Pu Ye looked at the sword quietly, sighed slightly in his heart, pulled Teng Ziyin's sleeve, and smiled gently, "Let me do it."

Tengziyin turned her head, stared at Puye gloomily, without saying a word.

Bo Ye stretched out his hand and smoothed Tengzi Yin's frown, "If you hate him, you can cultivate secretly in my flowerpot first, anyway, you want to improve your cultivation quickly, as for the Dream Soul Orb... There is a way to hide."

Pu Ye has long discovered that if you put something in an ordinary Qiankun bag, a person with a high cultivation level can almost see through it at a glance, but if you put it in his own package... then no one will find out.

At least in the lower realms, neither Fajing nor Xuxuan noticed the eighth-level Five Elements Stone he was carrying =v=

Tengziyin took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, he still planned to live with Puye in this wind eye for a while, how could he think...

Hehehe, Qinglian old bastard, when my cultivation level recovers... I will definitely tear you alive! !

"Your cultivation base is too low, how can you protect yourself?" Now that Puye had made a decision, Tengzi Yin simply followed Puye's words, "If you believe in me, let me leave a leaf."

"Yezi?" Boye said indifferently, "You can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Fujiko Yin immediately bowed his head, and at the same time stretched out his hands, clasped Boye's waist with one hand, and pressed the back of the other's neck with the other, and began to bite gently on Boye's neck, blood flowed out immediately, but was licked by Fujiko Yin in an instant clean.

Bo Ye let out a muffled snort, and a piercing pain came from his neck, and at the same time he felt a cold and tyrannical monster force rushing into his body.

"Relax your mind and let me enter your sea of ​​consciousness." Fujiko Yin was still gnawing, the touch in his mouth was too tender, and the taste of blood was too intoxicating, which made him feel a little unsatisfied, "Your spiritual power is exactly the same as mine. The attributes are opposite, don't reject my demon power, try to wrap him and get familiar with him."

Bo Ye was a little unsteady, and almost her whole body was nestled in Teng Ziyin's arms, her eyes turned black, and the cold demonic power was full of blood and killing, which was completely different from her own yang attribute spiritual power. In order to prevent the body from counterattacking on its own, Boye spent a lot of energy.

The spiritual power wrapped in demon power slowly moved towards the sea of ​​consciousness, and when it reached the deep golden sea of ​​consciousness, the bright red demon power quietly attached to the half-opened golden lotus bud, perhaps it was the illusion of the bodhisattva, The red runes on the buds seemed to be more obvious.

Gradually there was a figure in front of him, and Pu Ye slowly recovered his strength. He gasped for breath, raised his head, and looked suspiciously at Fujiko Yin, "What is this?"

Tengziyin didn't answer, he licked the wound on Boye's neck again, the cruelty in his heart dissipated a lot, but he felt that Qinglian's old miscellaneous hair was not an eyesore, after all, if it wasn't for this, he wouldn't be in Boye Blood vines were planted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"If you have anything to ask me, just put your spiritual thoughts into the sea of ​​consciousness." Teng Ziyin caressed Bo Ye's face, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, "As for the blood vines...it can be used as a substitute at critical moments. .”

——Of course there are other functions, but Fujiko Yin will not tell Puye.

Sitting on the ground and resting for a while, Bo Ye put the Dream Soul Orb and the flower pot in the package, and Bo Ye turned around and walked towards the person who was lying in the blood.

This time his approach did not cause the whisper of the broken sword, Bo Ye directly reached out to support the man, walked out of the depression step by step, and came to the messy grass outside.

After laying the person down, Bo Ye carefully wiped off the blood on his face, and finally got a clear view of the person's appearance.

He has a pair of sword eyebrows, closed eyes, pale complexion, livid lips, thin face, long black hair messy, stained with blood.

Bo Ye pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to the broken sword.

"I want to save your master, can you open his universe bag and take out the elixir?"

The broken sword was thrust aside, motionless.

Bo Ye simply reached out and untied the small bag around the man's waist, then put the bag in front of the sword, smiled slightly, "Pierce it open."

The sword still did not move.

Pu Ye's face was full of pity, "Then there is no other way."

The broken sword trembled immediately, and it swung down as if it was raining. Countless things fell from the entire Qiankun bag. The Qiankun bag turned into rags, murmured, "It's really... such a sharp sword." The broken sword flew around in front of him a few times, with a proud look, Bo Ye looked at the broken sword with pity, When the sword repairer woke up and saw this hill, he was probably going crazy.

He walked to the treasure mountain. In this pile of hills, there were elixir boxes, medicine bottles, top-quality forging materials, various top-quality magic weapons, and even several small space bags with mottled The bloodstains looked abnormal at first glance.

There are also several jade cards in it.

One of the jade plaques was the size of a palm, and the jade-colored plaque was engraved with three large characters, Yuxu Gate.

Bo Ye raised his eyebrows, it seems that this is the sword cultivator of Yuxu Sect...

Thinking about Qing Que and Xiao Hong always bickering before, and thinking about the sword cultivator in front of him who chased and killed Fujiko Yin for 500 years, Pu Ye's heart was filled with joy.

This is evil fate! !

Pu Ye didn't know much about the elixir from the upper realm, so he asked Teng Ziyin from the bottom of his heart, "Which one should I give him?"

[The red bottle. 】

Fujiko Yin's voice could be described as gnashing of teeth.

【This is obviously what I kept in the eye of the wind before, but this old miscellaneous hair turned out! ! 】Puye laughed. He was sorting in front of this pile of treasures, and then found a red bottle, unplugged the stopper and stabilized it. A huge spiritual power rushed out. Just the spiritual power that he smelled made Bodhisattva There is a feeling of explosion in the meridians in the leaf body.

He hastily plugged the plug, walked to Jianxiu, poured the elixir into his mouth, the elixir melted in his mouth, and in the next second, a fierce sword energy erupted from the sword cultivator. It was dark before his eyes, and the sword energy was thrown far away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was sluggish.

Bo Ye looked at the sword cultivator with bright eyes, and murmured, "So... this is the sword cultivator at the Composite Stage..."

Silently watching the sword cultivator who started to recover by himself, he clenched his fists, crossed his knees for a while, and adjusted his breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, when Bo Ye opened his eyes, he saw Jian Xiu sitting under a tree not far away.

He opened his eyes, and the pupils were dark gold, with a faint metallic luster, and he could feel the sharp sword energy just by looking at each other.

"Old Taoist Qinglian, thank you for this little friend."

The author has something to say: This is Daoist Qinglian who was signed up by Qingying Tongzi, but according to the needs of the plot, the sect was changed to Yuxumen, and his Jueyu long sword broke as soon as he came out...