Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Liu Fengmao has always known that there are tigers in the mountains, so he prefers to go to the mountains.

When it was still a kitten, it started a battle of wits and courage with the sword spirit for several months.

These include but are not limited to suddenly falling all over in front of the sword spirit, gnawing his hair bald while he was not paying attention, occupying the window of the sword spirit arbitrarily and unreasonably, and so on.

Jianling was as cold as a piece of ice in winter, but Liu Feng was able to hide in the warm blanket and scratch Chu Lanyin's clothes with his claws.

Occasionally, when he was full of sleep, he would mercifully let the sword spirit touch him.

But the sword spirit never fulfilled its wish.

Since then, the proud Mr. Cat formed a bond with Jian Ling, and made more troubles in front of Jian Ling.

All the soldiers in the army said that this cat master was quite stubborn and had a bad temper. Sure enough, he was not in the same family as General Liu.

It wasn't until at the bank of the Styx River, when Liu Feng had enough time to wait and recall the short cat's life, that he finally figured out why he had to make trouble for Chu Lanyin so tirelessly back then.

A cat is a very backbone creature, it can roll around in front of Liu Yunshang coquettishly, and the historian who bullies him offers him dried fish, but it won't go to please a spirit creature that doesn't pay attention to itself.

It has never lacked liking, but sometimes, it feels that the sword spirit is somewhat similar to its former self.

When staying in the tent with the sword spirit, the icy wind often blows the rotten smell of frozen bones and thick blood on the battlefield, and the howling snow confuses the iron armor and cold light outside the tent.

The spirit creature facing the vast land seemed to be under the ruins of the wasteland, the pain was paralyzed by the ice and snow, and the body temperature was taken away by the cold wind.

There is no hope, but it will not feel so painful.

Cats are used to being regarded as cold beasts by the people, but Liu Fengmao doesn't think so, it also wants a home, and it also wants the general to live a long life.

With long-cherished wishes and hopes, there is a heart.

It was a kind of persistence that supported Liu Feng in the ups and downs of the Styx River, holding on to the memory and never letting go.

The shape of the blade, coldness and ruthlessness are also engraved on their blades.

But Liu Feng didn't know why he felt this way, maybe this sword was also an odd number.

On the day Liu Yunshang went to the underworld, her soul still had Lingling sword energy that had not been dissipated, and the ghost officials who were picking her up were unwilling to approach her.

In fact, Liu Feng had guessed this ending a long time ago. He shed tears in Liu Yunshang's arms, but he saw the figure of the sword spirit from a distance, only separated by a river, but blurred the river of life and death. .

So Liu Fenghui came to Chu Lanyin for cooperation.

A sword with a heart can know how not to hurt others, and thus has the strength to protect certain things.

The sword can kill, but it can also protect people.

But soon, Liu Feng's affection for Chu Lanyin fell back.

Because of Uncle Cat's expression of "Mom sells it", Chu Lanyin held it under his arm and used it as a magic weapon for sound transmission.

Liu Feng: "Why can't the cat stand on your shoulder?"

Chu Lanyin: "It's too heavy, it will make your shoulders high and low."

He squeezed Liu Feng's round face again, both the soul cat and the sword spirit had a low body temperature, no one could be colder than the other, and Chu Lanyin could rub it recklessly.

Because Chu Lan pasted the talisman seals all over the outside of Li Pu'er's spiritual screen, she lowered her head and asked Liu Feng a question that had lingered in her heart for a long time——

"Does your family have orange cat blood?"

Liu Feng was furious: "Cats can be killed but not humiliated! Take your hands away and don't touch them!"

Li Pu'er, who was reinforced inside, was ashamed: "Elder Chu, the willow ghosts have blown their hairs."

"It's okay." Chu Lanyin rubbed Liu Feng's stomach again, and said to Li Pu'er: "Little Pu'er, you will be optimistic about these people in a while. The evil water does not only have one form. If it turns into a mist, the spirit screen may not be able to do it." Resist all, take the leaves of Cangshan."

Li Pu'er took a handful of Biye from Fellow Daoist Mu, and the scene of Elder Chu picking up the leaves from Fellow Daoist Mu while stroking the cat emerged in his mind.

The sense of the picture is too vivid, which dilutes the tension at the moment.

"In addition, if the spiritual power is insufficient, I will take out the magic weapon in the storage bag. I have discussed with them, and they will concentrate their spiritual power to support." But there was a rare silence, and then said: "But please don't... Bing, I can deal with it outside."

It is not uncommon for monks to blow up their weapons to replenish their spiritual power when necessary. Swords are good, and magical artifacts such as jade pendants and jade bottles are sometimes collected just to wait for this moment of sacrifice.

But these magic weapons were all brought out by Chu Lanyin from Chuncheng, and his spiritual wisdom was early, and they were different from dead things.

Those who are willing to follow all want to come out and see the world, and don't want to be buried in the dunya, but they don't know that sometimes outside the dunya, their own role may be nothing more than a cluster of spiritual light, and they burn their lives.

Weapons are not devoid of devotion to the owner of the weapon, but they cannot accept such an absurd and predetermined fate.

If the bombers could protect the lives of the monks, then the requirements of the sword spirits would be too harsh for the monks, and perhaps some creatures would think their ideas were unreasonable.

What about enlightened spiritual creatures?In the world, the weak are prey to the strong, and sacrifices and trade-offs when necessary are understandable.

Just like Bingzhuqi's reverse knot method, how could the sword spirits persuade their master to be kind to the magic weapon that has opened their spiritual wisdom.

There was once a tragedy in which a short sword was thrown into a furnace and recast after opening its mouth.

The human race still can't fully understand each other, let alone with other races, the involuntary spiritual beings should never talk too much, otherwise they will not only lose their own race, but also themselves.

In the past, Chu Lanyin might have secretly protected these magic weapons that had been activated, but now the mechanisms are changing a lot, he has to pay attention to other places, and it is inevitable to be distracted.

Xie Cangshan said that he could try to talk about it, and some human races are also worth discussing, such as Liu Yunshang and Li Pu'er.

It was the first time for Li Pu'er to hear Elder Chu's words like this, and after a moment of surprise, he immediately reacted and patted his chest to assure him: "I believe you, Elder Chu, I also found those magical artifacts family by family, I will not blow them up! "

Chu Lanyin suddenly wanted to reach out and rub Li Pu'er's head.

Liu Feng saw through his thoughts, twitched his ears, and pushed the big cat's head, "Quick touch!"

The world of cats and cats is sometimes so simple but changeable.

Because Chu Lan doesn't touch it, she looks like you used to ignore it, but now you can't stand the sword spirit.

He withdrew his hand and stood up, and said to the West Chamber: "When will the next blink of an eye open?"

It was Song Xingbei who answered him.

The sound transmission is based on the heart sounds between Liu Yunshang and Liu Feng. If others want to hear it, they must have contact with the two of them.

Liu Yunshang was comparing the blueprint given by Cangshan to build a new formation with the "transfer" in the underworld technique combined with the magic circle. It was the time to concentrate, so he said to Song Xing next to him: "Hun'er, come and help me!" Take a message."

Song Xing took a cup, and suddenly felt his face was warm.The senior can use the leaves as a medium to set up a second-degree sound transmission, but he can't, but he can't be allowed to directly hold the girl's hand.

Just as he was hesitating what to do, Liu Yunshang took out a piece of red cloth from his sleeve and said to him, "Hold on."

As soon as Elder Song put on the red cloth, he could hear the sound transmission on the other side.

He suppressed his enthusiasm and said to Chu Lanyin: "Fellow Daoist Mu is trying to deconstruct the data of those hanging paintings... Cough, the composition of the spiritual power of the hanging paintings. We can't get through it now, just wait for a while."

On the opposite side, Chu Lan sighed helplessly because she was thinking about Cangshan's injury, and then said, "Okay, you also be careful."

After all the deployment tasks were completed, the personnel arrangement in the study had changed, and the monks were divided into one side, assisting one or two newcomers.

Standing behind Liu Yunshang, Jiang Momo felt a little strange while being nervous.

Although she didn't have many dungeons, but in the last dungeon that was killed by the script, the plots of the circles were also matched, and one was worth three.

Different from her previous experience, she found that these Taihui monks seemed to be real and wanted to take everyone out completely.

It was hard for Jiang Momo to describe this feeling.

She just experienced a small secret realm, and she has more or less changed her mind.

The weak are unreliable, and the strong need to be attached.

This concept is understandable in an extreme environment, but at this moment, Jiang Momo felt a chill down his spine.

If she is lucky enough to survive many copies and return to reality, can she really live a normal life like before?

This large game field is tempted by one of their "wishes", and it is an accident that Jiang Momo was involved. She didn't have any earth-shattering big wishes, but she was in a bad mood because she failed the exam and her boyfriend broke up. Watching meteors on the mountain, it turned out that the meteors did not appear to have come to such a place.

Now her wish is more to go home, as for the smart head and the one who loves her very much, it has disappeared like a dream.

The monks in this realm did not regard this place as a game, nor did they want to give up on anyone.

The strong are not just superior, they can also protect the weak. In a difficult situation, there is not only competition and life and death, but also cooperation and concerted efforts.

The copy of the wish blinded these qualities that belonged to the core of human nature and should have been shining.

When Jiang Momo looked up, he could see Liu Yunshang's back.

Master Ming Shi is taller and stronger than her, and extremely brave. It is unimaginable that he would deal with ghosts and ghosts every day.

But who is born so fearless, even a stronger person will sometimes be powerless and helpless.

Moreover, Jiang Momo also noticed that the piece of red cloth that the envoy took out was not an ordinary cloth.

She likes to arrange some antique clothes on weekdays, and she can tell at a glance the material style and pattern, it should be a hijab, which is used by the newlyweds when they get married.

At this time, she seemed to suddenly understand the deeper meaning in Mei Yue Ghost Envoy's words.

They will try their best to protect them, but it is not reliable to rely only on others, and they should really rely on themselves.

Jiang Momo secretly cheered himself up, concentrated all his attention, and waited for the order from the wood spirit root monk.

Song Xingbei had loosened the red silk, but his knowledge of Senior Xie was still being refreshed.

People's infinite streams are mainly based on customs clearance, and his good guy directly modified it.

Cang Shan said to Sword Spirit: "Lan Yin, the start time can already be controlled, and the termination device is connected to two agencies, which is difficult to control. In addition, is the frequency of the wooden blocks in the west chamber..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Lanyin responded at the other end: "I've fixed this, I just finally found those few strands among the piles of spiritual threads, and guess what, the spiritual threads deduced There are not only eight wooden blocks, but also the same hexagram image repeatedly, it is really shameless."

"It's shameless!" Liu Feng echoed with a flick of his tail.

Hearing what he said, Song Xingbei on the other side suddenly figured it out, and the co-author really dismantled the mechanism combination, while reorganizing the data and reorganizing the spiritual line, using technology to defeat the confusion, and using deconstruction to decipher the background.

Chu Lanyin touched the cat in the posture of tying the spirit thread, and he re-tied all the spirit threads in the room that could be re-tied by him. After finishing these, he floated up to a height, and said to Cangshan: "Just now there is a phantom The ghost came pretending to be you, but ran outside without being caught, will you catch me later? I want to raise it to make money by tricking it, and set up a bookstore, so that I can get new books on the market as soon as possible .”

When Jian Ling said this, Cang Shan really thought about it. The money left to Jian Ling was so wasteful. Could it be that Lan Yin didn't claim those shops and real estate?

Immediately, he realized that he was being taken away. There was something in Jian Ling's words, he squinted his eyes and smiled, and said: "Okay, I will definitely catch you." He added: "See you outside the house, Lan Yin."

Chu Lanyin's tone was relaxed: "It's a deal."

But after temporarily cutting off the sound transmission, Li Pu'er clearly saw Elder Chu's serious expression, with a little seriousness on his face.

No matter how many arrangements there are, the evil things that the west chamber should face must be faced, and the disaster that the study room should face must still be faced.

This level is still difficult.

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【Useless Setting Supplement (?)·First Question】

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