Something's wrong with my sword spirit

The first piece restored his eyesight, the second piece restored his divine power, and the third piece returned to the body to recover his memory in this world, so this one... He looked at his legs.

The owners of the four dragon scales, three of them are human beings with rich families, this one also has half human blood, and the other half of the human family is also rich.

The man in black looked up at his own head: "Do you want an earring?"

Although a leaf is not worth an earring at all, but this person is obviously trying to blackmail people, so he doesn't want money?

He said firmly: "You asked for the earrings yourself, don't say I won't give you the money, let me go."

Yanjin said: "My sword spirit said, you don't allow Xiao to miss Ye Rongxue, otherwise you can't let him go."

"What does this have to do with you?"

"it does not matter."

"You guys..." The man in black gritted his teeth, but the disparity between the two sides was too great, he was a hero, he didn't want to suffer, "Okay, okay, forget it, there are so many wonderful people in the world, what is he, he doesn't even deserve to lift my shoes, hey , I said, you really don’t know how to plant floating flowers from all over the world?”

Yan Jin raised his hand, and the gust of wind suddenly threw the person out. The person who came screamed in shock, fell heavily, and rolled down the mountain with a grunt.

The mountain returned to calm again, Yan Jin also threw that piece of dragon scale into the field, and the mountain wind brought the fragrance of flowers, he smiled at the people around him: "Qing Heng."

Qing Heng was distracted, and it took a while to realize: "What?"

He stood up slowly, and in the astonished eyes of the other party, he hugged him by the waist, and spun in the gentle mountain breeze in the morning light.

After stopping to stand still, Qing Heng stared at him blankly, then patted him up and down: "The legs are also healed, are they all recovered?"

"Yes."

The person in front of him smiled and hugged him tightly. He nodded his clear nose and led him to the edge of the field: "Look, the dragon scales have sprouted."

Qing Heng just remembered: "Didn't you say that Ni Lin is your armor, why didn't you take it back?"

"Because I have a surprise for you."

"what?"

"Wouldn't it be no surprise if you say it, wait, this field will grow fruit in no more than twelve hours anyway."

Qing Heng stopped asking, and looked at the courtyard in the mountain, the houses, the pavilions, the boats in the mountain, and the people around him, and his eyes fell back to his eyes: "Is there still a tenth row left? what?"

"Yeah, it hasn't been turned on yet, try it tomorrow."

"Okay, and... the control of the seventh row and onwards will be handed over to me, so I can plant whatever I want it to grow?"

"Okay." Yan Jin nodded, and said again, "But...don't plant supplements anymore, I really don't need them."

"Yeah." The two walked around the field and went to the pavilion to set up chess pieces for a while. The parrot is mature and no longer needs to be locked in the cage. It likes to fly to the sheepfold and stand on the horns. It barks at school, and the lamb seems to welcome him very much. They bark along with it, and I don't know if they can understand each other.

The little rabbit is sharing cabbage with the kitten again, and the four chickens frolicking in twos.

Only the little duck ran around the courtyard alone.

The next day at dawn, before getting up, Yan Jin saw the flower through the door.

Four pieces of blue blooming petals, the pattern on the surface of the flower is like the blue sea. Go out and take a closer look, and see that the blue waves seem to be able to surge, and the waves are stirring. From the flowers, you can see the vastness of the world.

He hurried back and called Qing Heng: "Will you get up to see the flowers?"

"A flower grew?" Qing Heng smiled slightly, "What flower?"

"Well... I once made a wish to send you a flower that made you fall in love."

Qing Heng smiled with crooked brows and eyes, put on his clothes and walked to the courtyard, but was slightly stunned in front of the house.

"Does it look good?" Yan Jin saw that his footsteps stopped.

"nice."

"Is it enough to make you fall in love?"

"Ah."

"Then..." Yan Jin said, "This flower is called the flower of love at first sight..."

"Floating flowers from all over the world." At the same time, he heard Heng said clearly.

His words paused: "Floating flowers from all over the world?"

"Yes, this flower only exists in ancient records, and has never appeared in the world." Qing Heng lowered his eyes and did not look at him, "It is beautiful, I really like it."

Hua, who was once fascinated in the records, was indeed love at first sight.

But at this moment, he couldn't calm down in his heart, he didn't step forward, and he didn't dare to look closely.

Yanjin walked back towards him, and lightly pulled his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

Before the words were finished, there was a gust of wind on the mountain. The wind came swiftly and strangely. It didn't brighten everything in the mountain, but it was charming. .

And the flower was gone.

Qing Heng took a step forward and saw the afterimage of that cloud: "Chen Mingzong."

"Chen Mingzong?" Yan Jin's eyes were filled with anger, "It's too deceitful to steal my flowers." Even if he wanted to catch up, Qing Heng didn't know what to think, and pulled him.

He turned back: "You want to go with me?"

"I……"

"Okay." Yan Jin thought for a moment, then raised his hand to stroke his hair, "Then you will come with me, Qing Heng, and fight the enemy for me today!"

Qing Heng was startled for a moment, then bowed his head after a while: "Yes, Master!"

Yan Jin raised his hand to seal his spiritual consciousness, the person in front of him looked at him fixedly, and then his figure disappeared suddenly.

He grabbed the Qinghan sword and rode the wind straight up.

When catching up with the cloud, he had just reached the sky above Chen Mingzong, and he intercepted a group of disciples before they entered the mountain gate, and with one hand, he snatched back the flower.

Only then did the disciples come to their senses: "Where is the evildoer good at Xianmen?"

"Demon?" Yan Jin sneered, and leaned closer to sniff the flower in his hand, "It's just right, it's already here, why don't we settle the old score."

All the disciples immediately set up an formation, each with their swords at the corners of the formation, and attacked together, Yan Jin waved his sleeves to repel these people, and then suddenly there was a bright red light, a giant dragon circled above the fairy gate, bringing a hurricane to shake the gate.

Everyone looked at each other in fear, but they couldn't open their eyes amidst the shaking of the earth. The giant dragon sounded deafening: "Let the master of Chen Mingzong come to see me."

The disciples stood up in fear, after a while, layers of clouds pressed on the mountain gate, several streamers gathered, the head teacher and the law enforcement weapons of the immortals hung on the top of the mountain: "Who is coming to invade my fairy gate?"

"Your ancestor." The red dragon soared into the turbulent clouds, and with a sweep of its tail, all the magic weapons in the hands of the crowd fell, and the immortals were stunned, and immediately cast spells to meet the enemy.

Flying sand and rocks, sea of ​​clouds tumbling, suddenly ten thousand streams of light converging, and being hit back again, intertwined several times, the sky disappeared, the fairy mountain trembled, all the people in the fairy gate fell down, and the giant dragon hovered on the top of the mountain: "I am a divine beast, Fuze human world, why did you Dust Mingzong pass me as a fierce beast?"

At this time, the teacher recognized him, his pupils dilated immediately, and he was horrified: "You are a red dragon!"

"answer my question."

"The red dragon is originally a fierce beast, not what Chen Mingzong said. For hundreds of years, the red dragon is a fierce beast. It should be in charge of the world's good weather, but it causes disasters for no reason..."

Suddenly hearing a roar, the teacher's words were interrupted, and the whole person was blown away.

I also saw dazzling flames flying out of the dragon's mouth and landing in the hall of Xianmen: "Our dynasty rises and falls, and fire is used as a magic weapon. What does the wind and rain in the world have to do with me?"

Everyone looked at the burning flames in horror. Some people rushed to put out the fire, but the water couldn't be extinguished, and the spells couldn't move. They saw the most important meeting hall of Xianmen turned into ashes in an instant, but there was nothing they could do.

"Chen Mingzong, you immortal sect, because I once dived into the abyss here, I created a fairy mountain with spiritual energy. At that time, the cultivators of this mountain were still enshrining me. It's only been a few hundred years. You younger generations are ungrateful and believe rumors in vain. , regard me as a ferocious beast, it seems that I can take back this spirit energy of the fairy sect."

Chilong let out a stern roar, and the spiritual energy floating in the fairy mountain was suddenly stirred up, rushing towards the sky like flowing water being absorbed.

At this time, the grass and trees on the fairy mountain with little spiritual power suddenly withered and turned yellow, and the flowers withered, and all the disciples showed bitter expressions.

The head teacher and all the immortals were terrified: "Could it be that we really made a mistake?"

The spiritual power was further weakened, and now even the venerables with higher cultivation bases could not bear it, and they fell to the ground in pain gushing out blood.

The shocking voice hovered in the sky: "See clearly, if I have intentions to cause trouble, how can you mere practitioners be able to calm down easily?"

The crowd wailed continuously, looked at each other in horror, and finally kowtowed together: "We believe, God forgives our sins."

The red dragon roared again, the force of absorption stopped, the spiritual power turned back, and the mountain flower slowly recovered its color.

Everyone in the Xianmen knelt down, and the head teacher said in pain: "It's our fault. I listened to the rumors without verification, and mistakenly regarded the God as a demon. Please also ask the God to see that there is no way to kill demons and eliminate demons in Chen Mingzong for thousands of years. For the sake of one heart, forgive everyone in the door!"

"I can forgive you if you only believe in rumors, but 17 years ago, when my soul was not here and I was powerless to resist, you sent people to destroy my eyes and break my legs. What do you want to say about this matter?"

"This..." The head teacher kowtowed again, "At that time, the floods in the world really caused great harm. We... thought it was God...God forgive us."

While prostrating, a voice from the crowd shouted: "The one who sealed you is Ye Xianzun, you only look for him, don't blame us..."

The giant dragon Shuer burst into flames, causing the man to shut up and turn into ashes, the dragon body circled to the mountain gate and left.

Everyone was panicked but did not dare to stop, the head teacher said in fear, "Junior Brother Ye is following orders, please God forgive him."

The dragon ignored it and walked straight on.

When entering the mountain gate, he suddenly encountered a barrier, and he turned into a human and fell into the barrier.

It is a large mountain protection array that is automatically activated, with white light looming, and walking and shuttling without rules.

"This array is really exquisite." Yan Jin raised the sword in his hand, "Qing Heng, help me break it."

He jumped into the formation, and for a moment white light came from all sides, turning into sharp blades. He slashed down with his sword, and the white light was repelled several times when he collided with each other. A phantom appeared, and several identical figures in white raised their hands at the same time to perform spells, attacking the person in the center.

But Yan Jin was stunned suddenly, he lost his mind and didn't have time to fight back, he was hit by a stream of light on the sword, the sword body trembled, he came back to his senses, and stabbed at the phantom with the sword.

When he was close, he stopped unconsciously, and with a pause in his hand, the phantom's technique hit the door in front of him. He couldn't wait any longer, and stabbed at the phantom.

A phantom dissipated, and there were several more. He closed his eyes and scattered them one by one. The sword light flickered, and the mountain wind blew by his ears, and the formation was broken.

But he didn't move forward, turning his head coldly: "Who is the phantom in this formation?"

The head teacher had no choice but to reply truthfully: "This mountain protection formation was laid out by Junior Brother Ye, and the phantom in the formation was reserved for him with his breath and hair."

Yan Jin's hand trembled, and the sword almost fell off.