Can Shizun attack once?

"Come down." With a serious tone, Ying Wuchou reached out and grabbed Xiao Tengjiao.

The one-meter-long Xiaojiao has a very thin body, and Ying Wuchou can hold him with one hand.

"Do you know who I am?" Ying Wushou asked in a deep voice, "How did you enter the Sword Tomb? Did someone send you to shake my mind?"

Cen Shuangluo opened his mouth and let out a "yoyo" sound.

Ying Wushou's ears were bad, so she couldn't hear what he was saying, but she pressed her fingers on Xiao Tengjiao's throat, and felt the vibration of his voice with her touch.

Back then, Ying Wuchou used this method to listen to others before she practiced cultivation.

The fingertips touched the tiny scales of Teng Jiao, and the pads of the fingers felt the vibration of his vocal cords.

"I don't understand." Ying Wuchou relaxed her hand a little.

He felt that the scales under his palm were so cold and slippery, the blood in his body was churning, and his palm was as hot as a fire, but holding this little dragonfly, the temperature dropped a bit.

Ying Wushou let go of his hand, and Cen Shuangluo climbed onto his shoulder again, looking curiously at Ying Wushou's ear.

He remembered that there was a red gemstone earring on Ying Wuchou's left ear, which was very beautiful and attractive, why did it disappear?

Xiao Tengjiao climbed up, opened his mouth and bit Ying Wuchou's earlobe.

Snake teeth the size of rice grains won't hurt Ying Wuchou, but itchy.

"Presumptuous." Ying Wushou grabbed Xiao Tengjiao again.

This time Xiao Tengjiao naturally wrapped his tail around his wrist, and hugged his thumb with his two front paws, and refused to come down.

Ying Wuchou, who couldn't see or hear, stroked every inch of the dragon's scales with his fingertips this time, and he traced the appearance of the dragon in his mind, corresponding to the creatures he had seen before.

"It's a small dragonfly, it's in the period of changing its scales, when all the scales are replaced, it will become an adult." Ying Wuchou said.

Cen Shuangluo hugged his finger, Xiaofei's ears trembled.

"Do you know why I can guess your identity just by touching?" Ying Wushou showed a malicious smile.

But in Cen Shuangluo's eyes, he only saw Ying Wushou smiling.

So he also cried out happily.

Ying Wuchou wanted to say, "Because I don't know how many dragon-like creatures I have refined, and your Tengjiao clan is no exception", but seeing this little Tengjiao's silly and clingy appearance, he lost interest.

There is a domineering true energy of the dragon clan in this Tengjiao's body, he probably eats indiscriminately, his brain is burnt out, even if he is frightened, he can't understand.

"You're lucky." Ying Wushou spread out her hands and placed the little dragonfly on the stone platform beside her legs, "I'm trying to correct my past mistakes, and I swear that I won't refine any living beings anymore. You can go."

Ying Wushou's Adam's apple rolled, as if using great perseverance to restrain the killing intent in his heart.

Cen Shuangluo tilted her head and looked at Ying Wuchou.

Ying Wuchou sighed, pointed behind her and said, "There is a big platform on the back of my mountain wall, which is big enough for you to practice at your original size. Refining the dragon energy in your body as soon as possible, otherwise you will really lose your mind." .”

So he raised his head, eyes full of determination that he couldn't see clearly, and he said to the swords that shrouded in front of him: "Give way."

The sword array split a path, Ying Wushou dragged Cen Shuangluo with his hands, and threw him out of that path.

"Don't be playful, practice as soon as possible." Ying Wuchou said.

A force supported Cen Shuangluo and let him fly to the flat boulder in the back mountain.

Cen Shuangluo was a little silly at the moment, but he still listened to Ying Wushou's words very much. Ying Wushou asked him to practice, and he immediately practiced.

He turned into a huge white dragon, coiled on the rock, instinctively absorbing the power of the inner alchemy.

Cen Shuangluo felt that it was very safe here, all the divine swords were attracted by Ying Wushou, and protected by formations outside, no one would disturb him even if he was in meditation.

He quickly fell into samadhi. After seven days and nights, and after the true qi circulated in his body for a week, Cen Shuangluo opened his eyes, the dragon qi was temporarily suppressed, and his mind cleared up a lot.

But this is only temporary, about an hour later, the temporarily suppressed dragon energy will rush to his head, and he will become stupid again.

Fortunately, Cen Shuangluo still remembered what happened when he became stupid.

Ying Wushou's state was completely different from the Ying Wushou he was familiar with.

This is Ying Wuchou who is full of killing intent and haunted by demons.And eyes can't see, ears can't hear.

But his skill is unfathomable, so strong that it is far beyond what the cultivation world can bear, and Cen Shuangluo knows that Ying Wuchou is only in the stage of emptiness, and his body is also very weak.

Cen Shuangluo still remembers the legend about Ying Wuchou, the first time this person appeared in the cultivation world was 700 years ago, he subdued Wei Shengyin, who was becoming a demon at that time, and accepted Wei Shengyin as his first disciple.

At that time, Wei Shengyin was already a master in the Mahayana period, and he had practiced an evil technique of "crossing the sea with the sky" to divert the thunder from the sky.As long as he doesn't want to go through the catastrophe and ascend, he can transfer the catastrophe to other people and display the strength of a Mahayana practitioner.

Wei Shengyin unified the cultivators of the evil way and established the Demon Sect, known as Demon Lord.

For a while, the demons in the cultivation world rose and disappeared, and the masters of the righteous way were either killed by lightning or were seriously injured and retreated. No one dared to challenge Wei Shengyin's majesty.

700 years ago, the world of comprehension was a world of microscopic hermits.

Until that day, a loose man named Ying Wushou came to Wei Shengyin, and the two experienced a shocking battle of weeping ghosts and gods.

That battle lasted for three full years. Three years later, Wei Shengyin's mana regressed to the foundation-building stage, and was held by Ying Wuchou in his hands, and held a magic meeting on the Qingtian Sword Sect's sword testing platform.

No one made a move in that meeting, all the cultivators rushed there, only to hear what Ying Wushou had to say.

"It's not a pity for Weisheng to die in hiding, but it's too wasteful to die like this. He should be allowed to atone for his sins and nourish the devastated land of Kyushu with all his spiritual power."

"Then how can we ensure that Wei Shengyin will not cause trouble in Kyushu again?" asked a cultivator.

Ying Wushou said indifferently: "I will supervise him until he returns to Mahayana again. At that time, I will let him trigger the thunder of heaven. At that time, whether he is dead or alive, the law of heaven will settle his crimes and merits."

"He only has the foundation building stage left, and you still want to train him to Mahayana, are you going to be his master?" Someone asked.

Ying Wuchou was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "If you say it's Master, then it must be Master."

From then on, Ying Wuchou had a disciple named Wei Shengyin.

In the next 700 years, he successively accepted six disciples, and these seven disciples were all well-known in the cultivation world.

But now, Wei Shengyin has also re-cultivated into the Mahayana stage, and is about to cross the catastrophe.

Too much time has passed, and there is no way to verify what happened at the sword-testing platform back then, and Cen Shuangluo also saw this scene in a dream.

That was Wei Shengyin's heart demon when he crossed the tribulation, and Cen Shuangluo in his dream was crossing the tribulation with Wei Shengyin.

That was a catastrophe caused by Wei Shengyin.

In the dream, Wei Shengyin said to Cen Shuangluo: "Ying Wuchou didn't kill me back then, and I won't kill you now, but I don't want to see you live. I will trigger the catastrophe, you and I will go through the catastrophe together, who will be born?" Death, leave it to Heaven to decide."

During the Heavenly Tribulation, Cen Shuangluo saw Wei Shengyin's inner demons, although only a little bit, but in Wei Shengyin's past, he saw Ying Wushou in his heyday.

What he saw now was Ying Wuchou, which was very similar to what he saw in Weisheng Hidden Heart Demon, but even fiercer.

If this is Ying Wuchou in his heyday, could it be that he was at least a thousand years ago?Cen Shuangluo couldn't help thinking.

He remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, and the strange sword.

700 years ago, when Ying Wushou subdued Wei Shengyin, she used that sword.

Wei Shengyin was also beaten by that sword so that his skills went back hundreds of years, and he returned to the appearance of the foundation building period.

The name of that sword is "Samsara".

Wei Shengyin was hit by "reincarnation", and the time of the body kept returning, back to the time when he was young.

Ying Wuchou only used that sword once when she encountered Wei Shengyin, after that she never saw "Reincarnation" in the world of comprehension.

Could it be that 700 years ago on the sword testing platform, Ying Wuchou agreed to accept Wei Shengyin as a disciple, guard him until after the Mahayana period, and then left the reincarnation sword on the sword mound.

And before he fell into a coma, the sword he met was the Samsara Sword?

The reincarnation sword sent him to Ying Wushou's heyday?So how many years ago was this?Five hundred, seven hundred, or more than a thousand years?

The more Cen Shuangluo thought about it, the more frightened she became, and felt that everything was so incredible.

And why even though it was thousands of years ago, Ying Wuchou still couldn't see with her eyes, and couldn't even hear with her ears?

Cen Shuangluo recalled how Ying Wushou recognized voice and shape by touching her. Ying Wushou's movements were so proficient that they could not be mastered overnight.

Cen Shuangluo thought of the pair of amber gels that he had damaged, and wondered if he could find a replacement to return to Ying Wuchou.

After thinking about it, Cen Shuangluo decided to go to Ying Wuchou and ask what year it is.

Cen Shuangluo would not do anything to change history, nor would he stop Ying Wushou from doing what he wanted to do. Perhaps he just wanted to find an excuse to get along with Ying Wushou for a while.

After all, many, many years ago, Cen Shuangluo hadn't pretended to be Ying Wushou's disciple to deceive him, and hadn't tried to sow Ying Wushou's relationship with his disciple.

Before he completely absorbed the inner alchemy, he couldn't return to human form.Cen Shuangluo shrank her body again and quickly climbed up the mountain.

Seeing the wild flowers all over the mountain, Cen Shuangluo remembered the bunch of flowers that he didn't give away, so he quickly picked a bunch of colorful wild flowers, put them in his mouth, and climbed up the mountain wall.

He was leaning against the mountain wall, peeking at Ying Wushou with his head exposed.

Just as a sword flew out of Ying Wushou's body, the sword left his body, and the wound healed naturally, leaving only a bloodstain.

This scene was shocking, Cen Shuangluo almost fell off the mountain wall.

I don't know how Ying Wuchou, who couldn't see or hear, found him. Ying Wuchou suddenly turned around and said in his direction, "You're here again, are you smarter?"

Cen Shuangluo hooked his tail to a branch on the mountain wall, landed steadily on the platform, looked at Ying Wushou from afar, hesitating how to ask the year.

Do you want to ask him if he has accepted Wei Shengyin as a disciple?But if he doesn't know Wei Shengyin at this time, will asking such words affect the future?

When Cen Shuangluo was hesitating, a domineering dragon energy surged into his brain from his dantian.

In an instant, he was, again, stupid!

Xiao Tengjiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately put the doubts behind him, ran up to Ying Wuchou with a flower in his mouth, put the flower in his hand, looked up at Ying Wuchou, his silver eyes blinked Blinking, the eyes are full of stars.

Ying Wuchou: "...Can't you wait for the smart one to come to me again?"

Xiao Tengjiao didn't care what he said, put the tip of his tail in his palm, and patted it lightly, asking him to accept the bouquet of flowers?

Ying Wushou sniffed and asked, "Send flowers again?"

Xiao Teng Jiao called "Yo Yo" twice.

I don't know if Ying Wuchou heard this excited cry, he put the flowers by his side, and said calmly: "Take it."

Xiao Tengjiao looked at the place where he put the flowers, there was a small pink flower, seven days had passed, the little flower was still as fresh as when it was given to Ying Wuchou, and it had not withered.

Ying Wuchou obviously couldn't see it, but she seemed to be extremely sensitive, able to detect the movements of the little dragonfly.

He said: "Since the flower is taken off, it is a dead thing. I refined it and used it as an ear. It is protected by my true energy and will not rot."

Xiao Tengjiao was so happy that his belly turned red, he quickly ran in front of Xiao Fen Hua, and yelled at Fen Hua twice.

Then he ran over and tugged at Ying Wushou's hand, making Ying Wushou turn his newly sent bouquet into an incorruptible one.

"What do I refine so many flowers for?" Ying Wushou said, "I just have one ear replacement. I don't want to restore my vision for the time being. The sword in the sky makes people dizzy."

The tip of the small dragon's tail stuck to the ground, its bright silver eyes dimmed, and the whole dragon remained motionless like a dead snake.

Ying Wushou: "It can refine some sense of smell, after all, flowers are very fragrant."

With a stroke of true energy, the bouquet of flowers seemed to be protected by something, and it would no longer be corrupted.

Xiao Tengjiao happily jumped onto Ying Wuchou's lap, crossed his body, and planned to sleep on his lap.

Ying Wushou: "..."