Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

The Jianshen Mountain after the fire was not as desolate as imagined. After decades of wind and rain, this holy and supreme Taoist mountain has slowly recovered its lushness. It just stands on the cliff and looks down. You can still see traces of the former palace.

Among the gravel and weeds, there are faint glimmers of glazed tiles.

Xiao Liang sat cross-legged on the sword-testing cliff, with a tuft of wind in his sleeves, leaning his hands behind his back and looking up at the blood-red formation in the sky.

He is not a human body, so he cannot feel the hunting mountain wind.

The puppet in white was crying beside him, blowing the little jade flute over and over again. The wooden little fingers couldn't block the sound hole.

It was really tired from blowing it, so it put down its hand and sighed, Xiao Liang grabbed it by the back of the neck suddenly, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Why are you sighing? You want to follow him to chase the moon with such a bad look." Villa?"

The little puppet nodded, then hurriedly shook his head, his eyes were not bright at all.

Xiao Liang threw it down: "Keep blowing."

"..." The puppet rolled on the ground and his head fell off.He was covered in grass stalks and dust, he got up tremblingly, picked up his head and stuck it in the hole in his neck, it took him a long time to find the jade flute that had gone somewhere, he held it to his mouth and continued to play nonsense .

Xiao Liang looked at the ruins under the cliff, and remembered the first time he had a vague perception of the world, when Xiao Yihe returned to Jianshen Mountain with the head of the master, blood dripped all the way.An inexplicable emotion poured in, breeding his strength bit by bit.

After a long time, he realized that this emotion is pain and hatred.But what he didn't understand was why Xiao Yihe suppressed it in his heart?

I don't know how long it has passed, and through these eyes, he saw the world where the blood was flowing and drifting, and saw Xiao Yihe who was exhausted and gradually becoming demonic.

He knew that he would soon be able to control this body, and it excited him.

But before he took possession of this body, a sharp sword pierced through the viscera, cutting the soul along with this once-in-a-lifetime fairy body.Qing Ling on the sword seemed to be tearing him apart with thousands of hands, he couldn't bear the pain, and exhausted all his strength to finally escape part of the body while the body was disintegrating.

Thinking of the severe pain, Xiao Liang couldn't help gnashing his teeth——

Xue Xuanwei, it's all because of him, the most damned is him!If it wasn't for him, I would have robbed Xiao Yihe's body 70 years ago!

Having got Xiao Yihe's soul today, he will be the first to take out Xue Xuanwei's heart!He has to taste it carefully, is the taste of the heart and liver of this Xuanmen sword head really sweeter than other people's?

Xiao Ou played the jade flute with a haggard heart, looked up and saw him grinning grinningly to the ears, and shivered in fright, the sound of the flute that was already humming became even worse.He would rather fight with Ning Wuzhi than stay here!

Xiao Liang raised his hand, as if holding a few silk threads in the void, gently tugged, and said to himself inexplicably: "Hey, Ning Wuzhi, haven't you solved it after so long?"

There was no response for a long time, only a slight shock in the air.

Xiao Liang tilted his head, wondering, when suddenly the sound of the puppet flute on the ground stopped, and he turned his head to look at the path leading to the top of the cliff... There were a few rustling sounds.

Suddenly there was a "buzz", the real jade flute "know me" around Xiao Liang's waist seemed to sense something, and resonated joyfully.Xiao Liang held it down, and looked into the distance with great interest.

The next moment, a snow suit broke through the grass: "Hey, where are you?"

The tone is relaxed, as if he just came to visit friends on a mountain hike.

The puppet silently hid behind a stone, only showing two round eyes, looking around.

The person who came saw the little puppet peeking at the stone at a glance. He was attracted by this little thing that seemed to be a miniature version of himself, and asked with a smile: "This is also a little puppet? It's so cute, can it talk?"

It was rare to hear someone praise it for its cuteness, and the puppet couldn't help but rejoice, and raised her two little hands and danced: "Wow..."

Xiao Liang fixed his eyes on the Cun Xin Bu Mei sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Xiao Yihe."

Kabun the Puppet shut his mouth.

Xiao Yihe smiled and said: "What are you doing, miss me? That's not okay, my Taoist partner will be jealous."

Xiao Liang looked behind him: "You dare to come alone."

"One person is enough." Xiao Yihe pushed out the scabbard, with the momentum that he didn't want to waste a moment, "I'm still rushing home to have breakfast!"

"Oh, you are still so arrogant."

"To each other, don't you know better than me?" As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yihe came out with his sword, and a gust of wind swept up the mountain. Cun Xin knew me and became more excited, as if seeing an old friend Usually, "Okay, okay, I will bring you back later, so that you two can be sweet too."

"You..." Xiao Liang didn't have time to speak, and immediately pulled out his jade flute.

"Keng-!"

The sword light reflected Xiao Yihe's face: "Be careful, don't break my Xiao, this is a token of love from my Taoist companion. I have to take it back to claim credit."

"Xiao Yihe!" Xiao Liang lifted his sword and turned back, "You and I can't tell the difference, why don't you save your energy? We are one, and those Taoist dogs used you and abandoned you to this point. Don't you want to They get the retribution they deserve?! Why don't you and I join forces..."

Xiao Yihe interrupted him with a smile: "How do you know if you haven't fought? Besides, after I kill you, it won't be too late for me to trouble those people. I won't bother you!"

Xiao Liang dodged all the way, gently touching something with his left hand.

Xiao Yihe stabbed at him with a sword: "Don't waste your energy, he won't come back! Today's Chasing Moon Villa has been surrounded like an iron barrel, just waiting for your people to throw themselves into the trap. The lessons learned by the puppet sect must not be let Chasing Moon Villa was also murdered by you."

Xiao Liang's expression changed slightly, he suddenly pulled out a spiritual thread from the void: "Ning Wuzhi, answer me!"

"..."

Xiao Yihe's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Back then in the Phoenix murder case, you searched through the puppet sect and messed up Wuzhi's memory, just to know the whereabouts of the spike, right?"

Xiao Liang stared coldly at the past. At that time when he tried the sword cliff, he cut off his tail to survive, and he had to practice for many years before he could move. Although he knew that there was such a sword tassel that was trained by Xiao Yihe's painstaking efforts, he didn't remember whether he gave it to him. who.

He also sneaked into Chasing Moon Villa secretly, but at that time he didn't find any clues about Jiansui, and the defense of Chasing Moon Villa was too tight for him to attack at all.Then he switched to the Puppet Sect. After all, Xiao Yihe was closest to Ning Wuzhi during his lifetime. If he had something to entrust, Ning Wuzhi would definitely be the No. 1 choice.

It's a pity that he searched the puppet sect up and down, and even smashed Ning Wuzhi's memory a little bit, turning him into a puppet who obeyed his orders, and he never found the trace of Jiansui.

He was convinced that Ning Wuzhi really knew nothing about it.

"Ning Wuzhi", as a high-level puppet, although he has a certain consciousness and can act and speak, he is still limited by the "master" Xiao Liang, who always responds to every request and answers every question. Respond unless...

The little puppet behind the stone also anxiously poked his head out, staring at the void where faint spiritual waves were rippling, but no one answered.

At the same time, Chasing Moon Villa is thousands of miles away.

Hundreds of iron prison copper cage spells were cast on the martial arts arena, and the scorching moon chasing spiritual fire was burning all around, and more corpses were scattered at the feet.A black shadow standing quietly in the center of the spell, looking from a distance, looks pale but not dull, tall and tall, still looks like the breeze and the moon.

But when you get closer, you can see that he is in a mess, and his shoulder has been cut with a deep wound, but there is no bleeding, only the flesh is turning pale.The injured shoulder and arm were hanging limply, and the fan in his hand had broken several bones.

Nan Rongqi hesitated to speak, but Ning Wushuang said with tears: "Brother! Wake up, I am Wushuang!"

Ning Wuzhi glanced at him indifferently, still looking down at the violently convulsed arm, only when the Puppet Curse kicked in could he feel some pain in his dead body - this was Xiao Liang calling him, but he couldn't respond .

The Iron Prison and Copper Cage Curse specifically restrains the puppet, and can cut off the connection between him and Xiao Liang.

Ning Wushuang stood on the edge of the formation, calling "brother".

Ning Wuzhi frowned in perplexity, took a few steps suddenly, and was about to bump his head into the high wall of spiritual fire.Nan Rongqi was so startled that his hands trembled, and the flame jumped a few times: "Wuzhi! Don't move!"

"He's calling me." Ning Wuzhi tilted his head.

Nan Rongqi: "Wuzhi..."

Ning Wuzhi took another step forward: "He's calling me."

He stepped into the spiritual flame, Nan Rongqi was terrified, subconsciously withdrew his hand, and moved the range of the spiritual flame back by a foot.Ning Wuzhi looked at his feet, and then at Nan Rongqi, as if he was in a daze, not knowing why he was so.

"boom--"

Jiantao shook in the distance, Xue Xuanwei dealt with the tide of corpses coming from the front mountain, and returned with his sword, threw away the iron sword that had been cut to the gap, and picked up one from the collapsed disciple on the ground, he raised his head Looking at Ning Wuzhi in the spiritual flame, he couldn't help frowning.

"Why don't you do it?"

Ning Wushuang shouted: "He is—"

Xue Xuanwei is not in a good mood today, and his tone is extra serious: "He is not, he is just a puppet manipulated by others. Ning Wuzhi is already dead."

Ning Wushuang stepped back, his eyes moistened.

Nan Rongqi: "..."

They knew that Ning Wuzhi's spiritual sense was no longer there, and they knew it all, but they couldn't help but let them face this gentle and familiar face.Nan Rongqi recalled Xiao Yihe's hesitation yesterday, saying that today's surprise attack on Chasing Moon Villa might not be ordinary corpses, so no matter who came, he had to fight quickly.

Xiao Yihe had already expected that it was Ning Wuzhi who came.

Nan Rongqi looked at the increasingly scarlet formation in the sky, just as the vortex was unfolding crazily—a disciple staggered in and ran in suddenly: "Master! There are more corpses coming down the mountain! We can't stand it anymore!" ..."

He thumped in his heart, the devil probably knew that Ning Wuzhi was surrounded and suppressed, and it would be difficult to get out, and that Jiansui might be difficult to get into his hands again.If he doesn't stop doing two things, since he can't get it, then others can't even imagine getting it, so he might as well send all the corpses here to stop their actions... Xiao Yihe, who is still waiting for Jiansui to save him, is in Jianshen Mountain. became an island.

At this moment, a ray of golden light suddenly rose from the northeast direction, like a huge pillar piercing the sky and the earth. Everyone was surprised, and saw a large formation faintly formed between the layers of clouds, accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder—look at that The direction of Leiyun started from Sword God Mountain!

Someone in the crowd yelled: "It's the death gate of Shengyuan Bagua!"

Suddenly, Xue Xuanwei's eyes hurt sharply, as if a finger had been inserted into the eye sockets, and he covered it with one hand, and the back of his neck broke out in a sudden sweat.

——How could it be the Death Gate Formation!Isn't it the promised Shengmen Formation!

Nan Rongqi climbed onto the long sword impatiently. At this moment, he lowered his head and saw the devastated Moon Chasing Villa, and thousands of disciples looking at him earnestly...

As the sect master of Chasing Moon Villa, he must not leave thousands of disciples behind at this time. Nan Rongqi's eyes tightened, he took out something from the lapel of his close-fitting clothes, and threw it to Xue Xuanwei: "Go to Jianshenshan Bixiao quickly!" Palace, otherwise it will be dangerous to lean on the crane!"

Xue Xuanwei held back the sharp pain in his eye sockets, and took it, and saw that it was a kit.

He didn't have time to ask more questions, a hurricane rose in an instant, and he left with the sword!

Nan Rongqi looked at the back of his sword like the wind, and only hoped that Yihe would not be so impatient... Wait a minute, wait a little longer.

Try the sword on the cliff.

The gate of death formation hangs above his head, Xiao Liang squints his eyes, and drives his Guixu eyes to grab the spiritual power of the earth: "Xiao Yihe, you open the gate of death formation here, if I die, you don't even want to live!"

"Then try."

Xiao Yihe pinched the spell lightly in his hand, and in an instant the gate of death turned from golden to red, and a hundred sharp swords sprang out from under it, sealing off the cliff top where the two of them were sitting from all directions. He looked into the distance, not knowing what It's not an illusion, it seems to see a familiar figure flashing across the sky.

He lowered his head and smiled, caressing Cun Xin and said calmly: "I haven't seen you for two hours, I miss him just like that..."

Cun Xin Bu Mo seemed to be responding, exuding a gentle aura.

Under the shadow of the Death Gate Formation, the sky outside the cliff dimmed little by little until the last line of clear light was also covered by crimson red, and the top of the sword-testing cliff was completely shrouded in silence and drowsiness.

Xiao Yihe raised his eyes to look at the heart demon, Fang Huan's infinitely gentle brows and eyes were instantly quenched with cold killing intent, and after leaving Xue Xuanwei, he was that fearless Demon Xiao again.

He jokingly said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to go home, please die here!"

——As soon as the words fell, all swords were fired!

At the same time, Xue Xuanwei stepped into the Sword God Mountain with a sword, and the direction of the sword-testing cliff suddenly burst into light. His pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw countless sword intents whizzing down, shooting at a thin figure on the cliff.

At the same time, the eyes that had been in severe pain suddenly seemed to burst open!

His eyes dimmed, and he felt that the spiritual vein stored in Xiao Yihe's body was cut off suddenly, and the pain like gouging flesh and cutting bones made him fall from the clouds. Before his vision completely darkened, he tightly protected the bag in his arms, Send all the spiritual power along the spiritual veins, trying to maintain the weak bond.

He immediately fell to the ground, rolled over a section of the mountain path, and immediately stood up with the sword. The rupture of the spiritual vein made his eyes dim, and the blood flowed down the eye sockets intermittently. He could only test the sword all the way from memory. cliff to go.

"Brother, wait for me."

Xue Xuan walked forward frantically, his cheeks were wiped with bloodstains by the branches on both sides, but he didn't dare to stay, but the closer he got to the cliff of testing swords, the more painful he felt.The entire cliff is filled with remnants of sword energy, just like 70 years ago.

He was able to climb up the sword test cliff, and his heart stabbed suddenly.

After the spirit vein was broken, the soul bond that had been connected between the two of them suddenly became silent.

"...Brother."

No matter how he called, there was no answer.

Xue Xuanwei's figure swayed slightly, his eyes were red, and his eye sockets were filled with hot blood. He rushed forward looking for the unshakable sword intent, until he was only a short distance away, he seemed to sense something, and his footsteps stopped suddenly.

In front of him, Cun Xin Bu Mu stabbed obliquely among the rocks, supporting a body riddled with holes. This body had slept with him a few hours ago, but now it was kneeling quietly under the bushes. In the grass, head and neck drooping.

In just a few short steps, Xue Xuanwei seemed to have exhausted all his strength, the blood dripping from his eyes dripped down his cheeks, he was suddenly afraid that his senior brother would be worried when he saw the blood, so he subconsciously reached out to wipe it off, but when he raised his hand, , and touched a still warm body in front of him.

Xue Xuan trembled slightly: "Brother?"

He immediately concentrated his mind, took Xiao Yihe's body into his arms with one hand, and cast spells with the other hand, searching for his broken soul.

It doesn't matter, the senior brother was able to come back to life last time, and this time he will definitely be able to, but it will take a little longer.And what he lacks most is a long time, no matter how long the senior brother wants to cultivate this time...

Suddenly, Xue Xuan was stunned, opened his mouth, and the chill in his heart shot out.

... There is not even a half of the remnant soul of the senior brother on the sword trial cliff.

He couldn't believe it, and once again expanded the scope covered by his spiritual consciousness, he searched carefully.But within a hundred li radius, there was not even a trace of senior brother's aura.Xiao Yihe's body in his arms became cold little by little, and he tried everything he could to prevent the temperature from dissipating.

Although he couldn't see it anymore, he could feel the blood seeping slowly from under Xiao Yihe's clothes, forming a pool of blood under their knees.At this moment, he suddenly remembered the kit that Nan Rongqi gave him, hurriedly opened it, and poured out a sword tassel that was as red as haze.

In a daze, he seems to remember that there was a period of time on the island in the middle of the lake, Xiao Yihe leaned against the window every day, patiently cutting silk threads.At that time, his eyes were not very good because of the magic, and he could not see clearly at night, so even if he cut the silk thread, he cut it very slowly.

Xue Xuanwei asked him what he wanted to do, and he could do it for him.

Xiao Yihe just smiled and said: "There are always things in the world that others cannot replace."

The hair-like threads turned out to form such a sword tassel.

Xue Xuanwei hugged him, not knowing what to do for a moment, the panic in his heart turned into tighter and tighter arms.

I don't know how long it took, but the salty smell on the tip of the nose gradually faded away.

When Nan Rongqi Yujian arrived, what he saw was such a scene, and his chest was also emptied, but he didn't believe that Xiao Yihe would break his promise and become fat, so he looked around with a glimmer of hope... Is he right? Where do you hide and laugh at their crying?

Until it was confirmed that the person lying in Xue Xuanwei's arms was Xiao Yihe who did not keep his promise.

He walked over to feel Xiao Yihe's pulse, pointed at the silence, and said sadly: "Xiao Yihe, get up..."

... He clearly said that he has not lived a good life enough, and he will not die easily.

Xue Xuanwei wrapped the person in his arms with his big sleeves, covering the scars all over his body, only revealing a piece of black hair that was still clean.Holding the spike of the sword in his hand, he continued to pour spiritual power into his already icy body.

Like a quicksand, the spiritual power entered Xiao Yihe's body, and then quickly disappeared.

Nan Rongqi choked up for a moment: "Xuan Wei, he already..."

"In Qianshan, I intercepted a spiritual message he sent you." Xue Xuanwei hugged him and stood up, "Before he came to Jianshen Mountain, he happily sent you a message, saying that he still wanted to eat red stuffing in snow. told us to make dumplings and wait for him to come back. Brother never breaks his promise, he will come back."

A pale and stiff arm dropped from Xue Xuanwei's embrace.

Nan Rongqi looked away with red eyes: "..."

Xue Xuanwei's eyes hurt along with his head, and he almost vomited from the pain. He slightly bowed his back, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Xue Xuanwei!"

Only then did Nan Rongqi realize his blood-stained and hollow eyes, and hurriedly reached out to help Xiao Yihe's body.But Xue Xuanwei reacted greatly, and snatched the person in his arms. While the two were arguing, I don't know who's spiritual power point was on the sword tassel, and the sword tassel fell to the ground, and suddenly the spiritual light shook and spread happily. A familiar voice came out: "Junior Brother, good morning, I like Junior Brother the most!"

The two were stunned at the same time.

Jian Suizhong continued: "Today is also a day that I really like my brother! Is my brother still angry with me, don't be angry, my brother will sing a song for you..."

Xue Xuanwei grasped the spike of the sword in his hand, holding it like a treasure.

He listened to this message over and over again, until Cun Xin Bu Mo shook slightly, and Jian Feng seemed to turn somewhere in response.Nan Rongqi also immediately noticed an almost imperceptible breathing sound, and said in a low voice: "There is someone under the cliff!"

Nan Rongqi supported Xue Xuanwei who was staggering, and the two fell against the wind and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

A slender figure of clothing stained with blood lay deep in the weeds.

Nan Rongqi couldn't help holding his breath, and with trembling hands pushed away the layers of weeds, he glanced at the person who was almost soaked in blood, and said in surprise: "Chao Xizhi?! Why is he here?" He stretched out his hand He snorted, "There is still a breath."

Chao Xizhi is now the master's remnant soul inside, and his spiritual power has been sealed, so it is impossible to expend so much effort to come to Jianshen Mountain for no reason.

Xue Xuan frowned slightly, he felt a familiar breath, and immediately asked, "What's around him?"

Nan Rongqi pushed away his tightly clasped hands, and when he saw the thing in his arms, he couldn't help being a little inexplicably excited: "Know me, and... a puppet?"

"Little puppet? What kind of puppet?" Xue Xuan took a tight breath and asked impatiently.

Nan Rongqi tugged, Chao Xizhi was semi-conscious, still clutching the puppet instinctively, as if it was something important: "One...a little Yihe..."

At this time, Chao Xizhi's eyelids rolled slightly, as if he had woken up slightly. He grabbed Xue Xuanwei's hand beside him, struggled to send the puppet in his arms, and whispered: "Yihe, yes Yihe..."

Nan Rongqi suppressed his mood: "What did he say?"

Xue Xuanwei took the puppet, and his heart beat wildly for a moment: "He said...it was Yihe."