[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

Although the other black witch youths were not as angry as he was, they also showed a lot of dissatisfaction in their eyes. Obviously, the "dead face" that Zixuan was talking about had a very high status in the clan, so he could not be insulted by others. half point.

"You are presumptuous!" Even though the atmosphere around her was momentarily gloomy due to her words, Zixuan was not afraid at all, she raised her head high to meet the indifferent eyes of those people, and deliberately bent her mouth to imitate the tone of a hot young man with a smile , "How dare you yell at me, don't you want to live?"

"You!" Hearing this, the fiery young man's dark face turned red with anger, and he swung the shiny waist knife in his hand and slashed at him.

Xuan Zhen saw from the side how he could hurt Zixuan, so he rolled up his robe sleeves and pulled her behind to protect her. With a thought, the Chunshui sword was already shining brightly, and it crossed up.

The sword clanged and collided several times.The hand of the fiery young man holding the knife also changed from one hand to two, but no matter how vigorously he slashed, the slender, long and not very solid transparent sword in front of the head teacher blocked it back, and his head was full of hair in a short while. Khan, gasping for breath, the knife also slowed down.

Xuan Zhen didn't want to fight with them at all, but when he saw the young man jumping back and exiting the battle circle, he raised two fingers to guide him, Chun Shui turned around in mid-air, and returned to him, Xuan Zhen grabbed the hilt of his sword and threw It returned the scabbard.

Those black witch youths naturally lost their previous arrogance at this time, but their guarded expressions became more and more serious when they looked over, only to hear one of them murmur a few words in a strange voice, and they didn't speak Chinese. When the other young men heard this, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corners of their mouths, and they stretched their hands to their lower backs in unison.

"Brother Xuan Zhen, be careful, they are going to use poison!"

Zixuan is a member of the witch clan, she heard a few words from afar, and hurriedly reminded Xuan Zhen behind her back, but it was too late.Those young men had already pulled their hands out of the leather pouches on their back waists, and at the same time they hurled vigorously at Xuan Zhen, only to hear a loud thumping sound exploded among the people on both sides, but in the blink of an eye, Heisha suddenly stood up, During this period, there was a strange buzzing sound, the black sand spread continuously in the air, but it spread all over the sky in a short while, occasionally a little bit of Xuan Zhen popped out, and there was a burning pain on Xuan Zhen's hand, which was obviously poisonous.

The poisonous sand formed a huge barrier in the air, and the several young people standing there were gradually covered behind and couldn't see clearly.I could only hear the voice of chirping like chanting a mantra gradually rising behind the black sand. At the beginning, several people chanted irregularly, and gradually the voices merged together. With the sound of chanting the mantra, the black sand rolled and wriggled, buzzing It became even more noisy, and after a while, a piece gradually bulged in the center of the sand barrier, and slender objects crawled up and down the bulge, like many long insects, making people feel sick in their chests when they saw it. .

In the end, the sound of chanting the incantation became a repetition over and over again, even though Xuan Zhen could not understand the language of the witch tribe, he could detect it.Driven by the spell, the raised part of the black sand became clearer and clearer, and gradually one could see that it was a human face, but the face was extremely huge, the facial features were blurred and distorted, and there was something on the cheek. Creeping back and forth, it's really terrifying.No matter what, Xuan Zhen never imagined that his trip to the southern border would end up facing the thaumaturgy of the witch clan.

This spell has a lot of momentum, and it is totally different from the way I practiced, so I really don't know how to deal with it.Before Xuan Zhen could make a decision, the human face in the black sand moved first, and there was a loud buzzing sound. The place under the human face that should have been the mouth gradually opened up into a round hole, and puffed out a puff of black sand. , merged into a long dragon and rushed over.

Xuan Zhen didn't have time to think about it, and quickly drew a Tai Chi on his chest with his right palm, and several wind walls formed in front of him in an instant, just in time to block the black dragon.Rusting, buzzing, and chanting sounds merged into a torrent in my ears, which became louder and louder until it was deafening, but the wind wall was extremely stable under the support of Xuanzhen's spiritual power, and the black dragon turned into a giant when it hit it. Loose sand.

The black sand was flying, and the wind was blowing, and at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Xuan Zhen. The usual cunning and cleverness faded away, and there was a trace of holiness in his tenderness: "Stop!"

There was a rustling sound of clothes being touched behind her, Zixuan walked up to Xuan Zhen from behind, raised her left hand high and shouted to the opposite side: "Look at what this is?"

Xuan Zhen also glanced sideways, and saw something in Zi Xuan's hand. The object was round and round, but it was a crystal clear colored bead. Inside the bead was a woman's graceful figure looming, but the lower half looked like It became the tail of a snake, and the colorful light flowed around, wrapping around the woman's figure endlessly, making the woman's light-colored clothes flutter slightly in the brilliance, as if she was alive.

As soon as the orb was taken out, there was a strong spiritual energy radiating out around it, the black sand and the strong wind were captured by it, and it seemed to be slowed down for a while.Xuan Zhen let out a wave of true energy to investigate for a while, he was shocked, the power contained in this orb could not be said to be him, the combined true energy and spiritual power of several elders with profound Taoism in Taiqing Zhenren Bingmen couldn't match it , such a pure and powerful force can be gathered in such a bead that can be wrapped in the palm of a hand, it is unbelievable.Thinking that this item is the treasure of the White Witch Clan, it somehow got into the hands of a little girl like Zixuan. Thinking of this, Xuanzhen looked at Zixuan even more differently than before, and secretly said: She...what is her identity? , what is the origin?

Xuan Zhen was startled and doubtful in his heart, and there was a light sigh from the opposite side, the force of the wind wall's resistance suddenly lightened, and the black sand no longer danced endlessly, but gradually gathered into a small ball.The surrounding green trees and flowers and the figures of those Wu youths reappeared in front of them.

The young man who spoke to Zixuan earlier was full of astonishment and awe, and immediately asked the people around him to put away the black sand, and then walked over, put his right hand on his chest, and drew a line with his left hand from his chest to his side. With a graceful arc, he said respectfully and authentically: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect it to be the Holy Spirit Bead..."

"I didn't expect that the descendants of Nuwa would suddenly come to our clan. I'm sorry that Li Qianguan failed to restrain the tribe and let them alarm the descendants of Nuwa." A cold voice continued, and then saw a tall man The man floated over from the other side of the valley stepping on the colorful miasma.

Seeing this person, the young men of the Black Witch clan hurriedly lowered their heads and performed the same strange etiquette just now, and said in unison: "I have seen the Great Witch Zhu!"

Xuan Zhen's heart moved slightly, and he thought: Is this the "dead face" that Zi Xuan said?But take a good look at the appearance of this black witch tribe, Wu Zhu, how much does he look like a dead person?Thinking about it, he looked up.

At this moment, the colorful miasma had landed in front of everyone, and the appearance of the tall and thin man on it became clear.What Xuan Zhen saw at a glance was a pitch-black robe, with many intricate textures embroidered with multicolored silk threads, mostly flowers, plants, insects and snakes, quite similar to those in the godswood forest.This person was dressed in black, but his face was extremely pale, not even a trace of blood was visible on his lips, he really looked like a dead person, the nickname Zi Xuan gave did not lose his true meaning.

But Xuan Zhen once heard what Huosou said that only those who have both ability and political integrity can be the great witches among the witches, and these people are often very old. More than ten years old, so young to be able to become a family of great witches, I think it is quite unique.

"Descendants of Nuwa, huh, descendants of Nuwa... don't I have a name?" Zixuan muttered angrily while putting the colorful beads back into her arms, but it seemed that she had some feelings for this great witch Zhu. I was afraid, so I didn't dare to say it out loud.

Li Qianguan's expression remained motionless, and he didn't know if he heard what she said, but his cold eyes just swept across her body, and then he shot towards Xuan Zhen, and said slowly: "My black witch clan lives in seclusion Therefore, apart from interacting with other Wu tribes, we do not accept people outside of southern Xinjiang. Presumably, the descendants of Nuwa did not know my family rules and brought you here without authorization. If so, leave quickly, and your siblings will not be taken away. left behind."

Although these words are cold, the evil spirit in them is extremely heavy.Xuan Zhendu meant what he said, the Black Witch Clan actually does not allow outsiders to enter without permission, all intruders will cut off their hands and feet indiscriminately, this behavior is really quite barbaric and cruel.

When Zixuan heard this, she stepped forward and stood in front of Xuan Zhen to speak.Xuan Zhen shook his head, pressed lightly on her shoulder, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "This Li Wuzhu, Xuan Zhen is not here to spy on anything, but I have a thing, which is said to be from the black witch tribe in southern Xinjiang. Find out its origin, even if you want me to stay, I don't have that much effort." Then he pulled out the spring water with his backhand.

Li Qianguan's eyes were fixed, and he sneered and said, "How are you doing? It's not enough to beat my people just now, and you still want to fight with me—wait a minute, that's on your sword... that pendant is..."

His voice trembled suddenly, it was very different from the previous indifference, not only Xuan Zhen and Zi Xuan were very strange, but also the young men of the Black Witch clan showed doubts.But Li Qianguan couldn't care about that much, he just stared intently at the colorful silk thread swaying on the handle of Xuan Zhen's sword and the small pendant of the wooden knife, with a look of surprise and puzzlement in his eyes.

"You... the thing you mentioned just now is this pendant?" After a while, Li Qianguan turned his eyes back to Xuan Zhen's face as if he had recovered, and his voice returned to his previous indifference. But the eyes are more complicated.

Xuan Zhen nodded, stroked the small pendant of the wooden knife and said: "I suffered a catastrophe when I was young and lost my memory. I have carried this pendant with me since I woke up. Ever since I heard an old man in southern Xinjiang say that this thing is related to the black witch tribe I will never forget about it, and I even made a special trip here just to..."

"So this pendant is so important to brother Xuanzhen, but it is related to your past?" Zixuan suddenly realized, and said with some shame, "If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have clamored for it..."

Hearing this, Li Qianguan stared at Xuan Zhen for a long while, then turned around abruptly, with the black robe swaying and unfolding behind him.He said coldly: "Follow me." As he said that, another ball of cheer gathered under his feet, and he flew straight towards the valley.