Something's wrong with my sword spirit

That little devil asked to marry Ye Rongxue at the beginning, although Yan Jin stopped him in his imagination, but it was also considered an evil fate. The little devil can say that he has already been marked as a puppet, but this sect's immortal is not easy to deal with. But this person's spiritual power is very strong, and being able to get together can especially improve his cultivation.

Bai Jiao has a sweeping status in Xianmen, so it's not difficult to get close to Ye Rongxue. He recharged his batteries and at least gathered the power of the scales of the three families. He adjusted and improved, made all preparations, and tried his best , giving Ye Rongxue a fatal blow...

Then, without even touching a human hair, he was suddenly blocked back, and his arm was injured.

Afraid of being discovered, he could only pretend that his arm was broken and went down the mountain first.

After he went down the mountain, he learned three more bad news: first, Fang Lingyu was rescued and he could no longer approach him; Helping humans to work, third, he managed to condense most of the power of the scales, and after the attack just now, it was gone.

The past few days are somewhat depressed, and I don't want to talk much.

Yanjin said: "Do you know where the power of the scales went?"

Bai Jiao looked at him with a frown.

Yanjin swept the immortals around him: "It is used to activate the Nilin and form armor."

Bai Jiao was startled and reacted for a while: "You wait for me here!"

His annoyed voice also trembled: "Didn't you say that you don't know why I want to persuade these people? Then how would you know that I would attack this human cultivator, or..." He laughed again, "This It was just a coincidence, and you only found out afterwards?"

If so, it doesn't count as your win.

Yan Jin said: "Although I don't know the whole story, I know the result. I really didn't know that you still have the idea of ​​matching evil fate to improve your cultivation, but I can see clearly that you want to bring together these people who shouldn't be together. "

If he hadn't known in advance that Ye Rongxue was the next target, how could he have stayed at the gate of the mountain. Ye Rongxue went back to the fairy gate alone that day. He knew that this was Bai Jiao's chance to attack. Just in case, he still followed.

That day when Ye Rongxue went down the mountain and saw him waiting at the mountain gate, in fact Yan Jin didn't go to pick him up, but was following him, and after making sure that he was fine, she went out of the fairy gate and waited outside.

Now that he knows the reason, he set fire to your family and still wants to persuade him to make peace, saying that you are Bai Yueguang who turned his head and fell in love with a substitute, and he also wants to persuade you to make peace, and he only wants to be a salted fish and rely on crooked ways to get the other half to upgrade Yes, and I just want to take advantage of your reputation because of your reputation...

Will kill you after falling in love, will turn around and fall in love with another person, will want to completely count on you to get something for nothing, will never meet and want to be with you just for the sake of reputation, why should such a marriage continue?

Obviously there are thousands of beautiful marriages and beautiful love in the world.

For example, he and his Immortal Venerable.

Bai Jiao: "..."

"However... you have won before." Yanjin said again, "Anyway, you have seriously injured me, causing me to sleep for 710 seven years, and let me take the blame for you for 710 seven years."

"Hmph." The young man showed a smug smile again.

"Also, you also hurt my lover and let him sleep in the sword for 17 years."

"Heh." Bai Jiao raised his eyebrows, his face even more smug.

"But, I'm actually very grateful to you." Yanjin laughed.

"Why?" The other party frowned.

"Because you let the two of us sleep together. Without you, how would I have met my immortal master, and how could I have known each other and fell in love with each other. So, I am very grateful to you."

Bai Jiao clenched his fists.

"I would also like to thank you for helping me clean up the descendants of the Scale Guardians, helping me gather the power of the scale armor, and thank you for taking the initiative to return the power of the scale armor and activate the reverse scale armor."

Bai Jiao's face was livid.

Yanjin continued: "When we get married, I will definitely burn some wedding candy for you."

"Enough!" Bai Jiao became furious, with wind in his sleeves, he retreated abruptly, standing aloft on top of the green tree, "Why can't I beat you?"

Yanjin said: "Why did you win against me?"

"Nonsense, Jiao is inherently inferior to dragons, but why should I be inferior to you?" His figure suddenly turned into Jiao, and the silver-white monster crouched on the top of the mountain and let out a roar. Shake the mountains.

Yan Jin was about to make a move, but suddenly a white shadow flashed by, Ye Rongxue said: "Master, let me fight for you!" Without waiting for a response, the white shadow had already held the sword and attacked the giant beast.

He already had armor to protect his body, and the scales in the armor complemented the scales of Qing Hengjian, which greatly increased his skill, and he could also fight against the white flood dragon.

Yanjin didn't stop him, and looked with his hands behind his back.

The streamer turned, the color of the sword was cold, and the white shadow was light.

Ye Rongxue blocked the way of the white flood dragon, the giant beast swung its tail and attacked, and was stabbed by a sword in the tail, the white flood dragon was furious, flying sand and rocks, and in the cold night, the blood moon was slowly covered with smoke and dust.

The Immortal Venerable in white pierced through layers of mist, leaped behind the white flood dragon, and stabbed him in the back. The white flood dragon roared wildly, pulled him off with one claw, and slammed towards his heart.

The power of the armor turned into red streamer and struck out from Ye Rongxue's heart, repelling the white flood dragon. The white flood dragon roared angrily, and a strong wind blew up, blowing the fairy's crown, and the white clothes were stained with blood from the giant beast.

Yan Jin narrowed his eyes, quickly flew to embrace him, turned around and waved his sleeves solemnly, and stretched out his hand to strangle Bai Jiao's jaw.

Bai Jiao returned to human form, and Yan Jin pinched his neck and locked him under the tree.

The wind died down, the dust and smoke cleared away.

Yanjin needs to exert force on the upper hand, and listen to the sound of urgent footsteps, the sound has already arrived before someone gets close: "Father, I asked you to call someone, why did you take so long..."

Yue Xiaohan's words stopped after he ran up to see this scene.

He was stunned for a while, and then stepped forward suddenly: "Master, why did you pinch Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou, you..."

He was shocked again: "Xiaoyou, why are you different from usual?"

His appearance has not changed, but his silver clothes and white crown, there are a few white tail feathers on the crown, and there is a silver serpentine mark between his eyebrows. His expression is no longer the timidity of the past, only contempt and pride.

At this time, he was pinched by the neck and locked under the tree, with blood splattered from the corner of his mouth, he still looked at the few people with disdain, and sneered: "There is no such thing as Shen You, I am Baijiao."

Xiaoyue was struck by lightning.

Father Yue was worried that his son was too close, so he ran over and pulled him back: "Yes, yes, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Xiaoyue was dragged back dumbly, his expression still in a trance: "Are you a demon?"

"Yes." Bai Jiao looked at him with vacillating eyes.

Yan Jin thought about it for a while, then looked back and said: "Xiao Yue, kill him in martyrdom, you can do it ruthlessly."

Xiaoyue was shocked again: "I..."

He was about to back up, but someone stopped him behind him, and the father-in-law who had just pulled him over now pushed him forward again: "Son, he is a monster who has harmed many people. Don't you cultivators have a saying called "do justice for the sky?" Well, this is your chance to do justice for the heavens."

"I..." Xiaoyue shook his head in confusion, "I don't believe..."

"Son, don't you..." Father Yue's expression suddenly changed before he finished speaking, his face twisted together ferociously, his eyes and nose were all misplaced, and his limbs and joints creaked.

Xiaoyue turned her head in panic: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Father Yue raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch him, but he was powerless, his hands suddenly became not like hands, if the blood was dried by the air, only dry skin was left on the bones, and there were countless black spots on the face. The snakes crawled, staggered and gathered, and soon formed a black mask.

Withered claws wanted to break off the mask, but it was of no avail, only wailing in pain.

Yan Jin shook his head: "He was also marked as a puppet by Bai Jiao, and he might become a puppet."

This puppet seal was stamped on the day of Shangyuan Festival. At that time, Shen You was trying to persuade a fight on the street. Father Yue felt it was strange. I also marked my father-in-law.

This puppet mark cannot be seen when it is not activated, and once it is marked, there is no room for saving it. It will be a matter of time before it becomes a puppet. Even a god cannot be brought back to life. Father Yue can persist until now, just like he used to often Going up the mountain is related to the abundant aura, but it can only persist until now.

Originally, Yan Jin wanted to give Shen You a few days' grace, and three months later would be his parents' memorial day, so he thought, at least after the benefactor's funeral, he would come to clean up their son.

But Father Yue went up the mountain a few days ago, and he saw the puppet seal, and at this time he decided not to wait any longer, so he swam up the mountain tonight, and he would never let people go again.

Yanjin sighed and said to Xiaoyue: "I can manipulate him in reverse so that he won't hurt others, and I can also stay by your side all the time... just like a puppet."

Xiaoyue raised her tearful eyes: "Master..."

The next conversation was interrupted by the man in his arms. Father Yue gave up taking off the mask, and finally stroked his son's face. In his last waking consciousness, he spoke seriously for the only time: "I don't want to be manipulated by others, good or bad. , I don’t even want to, let me have no thoughts of my own, that’s worse than my death, son, don’t turn me into a puppet.”

He forced himself to stand up, looked around, suddenly pushed Xiaoyue away, took out a fire from under the stove and lit his clothes.

The fire on the hearth was transformed by Yanjin with spiritual power. When it touches an ordinary person, with a splash, the whole person will be instantly reduced to ashes.

When Xiaoyue rushed over in panic, the ashes had been blown away by the wind. He wanted to reach out to grab the ashes, but the dust fell to the palm of his hand, but was quickly blown away by the wind.

Xiaoyue's brain roared, his eyes were red, he knelt down in silence for a long time, finally raised his eyes, stood up slowly, a stream of light appeared in his sleeves, and suddenly there was a sword in his hand.

He has already cultivated at the golden core stage, which is far better than most of the disciples of Xianmen.

The sword was unsheathed, and the whirlwind was stirred, and the cold light approached the person under the tree.

When he got close, Jian Guang still paused.

The corner of the boy's mouth under the tree curled up slightly, and the smile slowly dissipated, his eyes showed fear, and he had his usual timid expression, and he called softly, "Brother Yue..."

Xiaoyue's hands trembled and he couldn't move forward.

Yanjin said: "If you don't want to do it again, then I will do it."

The arm was raised all the time, it was so sore.

Xiaoyue raised his eyes again.

Under the tree, the boy in silver clothes fluttered, and his voice was still timid: "Brother Yue..."

Xiaoyue covered his ears, the sound of the wind swirled around his body, a little smoke and dust floated in his eyes, he took a few breaths, then his eyes froze, he clenched the hilt of his sword, and stabbed at the young man's jaw.

Blood spurted from the boy's neck, and there was still disbelief in his eyes.

The wind was strong again, and the person under the tree disappeared, turning into streams of light and trying to escape quickly, but Yan Jin raised his sleeves and shattered those streams of light, blooming in the night sky.

Yan Jin shook his sleeves and looked back: "His soul has been completely shattered, and there will be no chance to reunite."

Since then, there has been no misfortune caused by Bai Jiao in the world, and he has truly justified his name.

He first looked at the people around him, then turned to Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue half-kneeled on the ground, staring at the blood splashed on his clothes, the blood red was dazzling, his body trembled slightly.

The night sky suddenly lit up again, and the sky seemed to be split open. From the crack, there was a roar, and a lightning strike hit the half-kneeling man, bending his body a little more.

He staggered forward, stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyes slightly.

The thunder stopped, the chasm closed, and the sky returned to peace, except for a bright moon hanging high.

And the person who got up had a golden light flowing slowly between his brows, and a mark was looming.

"Immortal seal." Ye Rongxue said, "Xiaoyue, you have cultivated the way of ruthlessness."

Yue Xiaohan touched the center of his eyebrows tremblingly, then knelt down: "Disciple, thank you for your teaching, Master."

"You cultivated it yourself." Ye Rongxue said, "But you must remember that the Dao is ruthless, and it moves the sun and the moon. The ruthless way is not ruthless, and ruthlessness produces all emotions."

Yue Xiaohan kowtowed again: "Disciple, please remember."

Ye Rongxue pulled him up, and the mountain wind blew the tattered hem of the man who had just attained the Tao. He looked back, and the blood moon receded from the red tulle, gradually revealing a bright silver light.

The mountain flowers roll up smoke and dust, like stars rising slowly under the silver light.

The author has something to say: "The Dao is ruthless, and the sun and the moon run" from "The Sutra of Pure Purity"