Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

Ganzhou, Ling Huazong.

"Senior Sister Mu, the members of the Immortal Dao League are already outside the sect!"

"This! Why is the white fire in the magic circle getting bigger and bigger?!"

"Senior Sister! Seventeen is about to lose control!"

Mu Xin squeezed the formula with her hands and lay cross-legged on the ground.

Beside her, Xiao Shangao's Lingshi had been drained of spirit energy and turned into a pile of earthy yellow stones.

Taotao's spiritual power poured into the slowly moving formation in front of her like a mighty river.

Behind the formation is the pit in the human world that was smashed by the meteor stone.

"Calm down!" Mu Xin raised her eyebrows and took a deep breath.

Even the wind is hot, and when poured into the throat, there will be a distinct tingling sensation.

"Send half of the spirit stones to the trapped formation, and the Immortal Dao League will not dare to act rashly for the time being, and always pay attention to their movements."

At a young age, after making arrangements in an orderly manner, she said: "Now we can't mess around."

In less than half a month, too many things have happened in the cultivation world.

Under the successive great changes, it is already full of wind and rain.

The change in the Yin Pit has affected the life and death of all the creatures in the two worlds.

This year's hot moon in the demon world has become more and more dangerous, but because a sword intent cut over the Dragon Bone Snow Mountain, the Luoyang Pass and Shenlong Pass connecting the two worlds were blocked, and it was difficult for the two sides to fight again in a short time.

However, since the large-scale "death to death" incident that devoured people in the dark pit, the demons in the demon world have no leader, and the remaining demons will fall into internal fighting, so that there is chaos in the demon world, and then there are unknown monks. hit hard.

There are rumors in the human world that the old demon king has returned, but in the end, the hermit who always supported the king's blood found a little demon cub with only a sporadic phoenix blood from some corner, and made him the king with the hope To ease the turmoil in the demon world.

This gave the world a chance to adjust its breath, but before it was safe for a few days, something happened in the pit.

From the pit of the devil world, a white fire suddenly ignited.

The white fire is grotesque and never extinguished. It vaporizes the evil energy in the pit into the air, and when the evil energy is cold, it turns into clouds. A downright rain of evil energy rains down on the land of the Demon Realm.

All the rivers were polluted, and a large number of demons became evil, and unbelievable evil things were born from the evil water.

There are rumors that the fire was caused by the hatred of the previous demon king who threw himself into a pit and deliberately took revenge on Taihui.

The white fire didn't only burn in the demon world, and everyone realized that the three pits seemed to be connected in some way.

The flames burned all the way from the south to the north. In the Linghua Sect, the boundary of the pit guarded by the magic circle was already filled with a sea of ​​pale flames.

Only the fire in the Yin Pit in Shenlongguan is relatively small, but there are often gurgling noises in it, which makes people feel uneasy.

At the juncture when the Yin Pit was alienated and people were panicking, the Immortal Daomeng took advantage of the disaster to attack Ling Huazong.

The essay written against Ling Hua is full of literary talents, saying that since the elder Ling Huazong entered the demon world, there have been frequent turmoil in the realm of comprehension. Now that the fire has ignited from the demon world, Ling Huazong cannot absolve himself of the blame. To suspend the conflict, first give a helping hand to the little monks of Ling Huazong.

On the day this article was published, the seventeenth son of Ling Huazong suddenly seemed to have been robbed of his house, and he was about to plunge into the forbidden area.

Fortunately, even though the Linghua Sect was seriously short of manpower, they still guaranteed disciples to patrol the mountain in the forbidden area of ​​the treasury every day. After the patrolling disciples were injured by Seventeen, they sent a signal to the whole sect with fireworks.

When Mu Xin arrived, Shiqi had already reached the edge of the forbidden area of ​​Yinkeng.

Everyone joined forces with Elder Su Zhiya, but they couldn't stop him, so it's no wonder he was able to break the outer spiritual screen.

Before the formation of the forbidden area, Mu Xin asked the other party who it was.

Seventeen's body was filled with strange spiritual power, and he smiled contemptuously: "Why do you need to know, isn't it good to treat me as him?"

Taihui has never had such a situation of seizing the house, he is completely compatible with Shiqi's breath, and even the habit of tricks is retained.

This child who had always been introverted, seemed to have split into another soul overnight, occupying his body.

And if Baichuan Sword Spirit is here, and his memory has not been erased, he may recognize that in Chu Qing's barrier, the strange state of Gu Yuhua with different personalities day and night is similar to Seventeen.

Surprisingly, Fellow Daoist Mu left behind a complete set of trap spells before leaving, from soul to cultivation level to physical body, and finally temporarily imprisoned the arrogant "Seventeen" , and in the middle of the trap, this person exudes a faint evil spirit, and the sea of ​​consciousness is pitch black.

Taihui's qi is pure, and the possibility of evil spirits infecting the monks is very small, but before they find out the reason, the document of condemnation and rescue against Ling Huazong has been spread throughout the cultivation world.

This eloquent article was sent to Mu Xin. She only read two lines before she couldn't help scolding others.

But scolding the Immortal Dao League for being shameless is of no avail. Mu Xin used the storyteller to collect outside information, and keenly found a line in this complicated change.

When she gathered all the news and conveyed it to Su Zhiya, even she herself couldn't believe it.

I am afraid that the Immortal Dao League has...become an evil alliance.

Many laws and principles in the realm of comprehension are interlinked. Su Zhiya, as a alchemist, knows that to stimulate the fire spirit in the alchemy furnace, the usual method is to use pure fire as a guide.

No wonder this "Seventeen" is not afraid that the fire in the pit will burn him to the ground without leaving any bones. His existence itself may be for this moment.

——Using himself as a bait to arouse the evil spirit of the dark pit, and let Ling Huazong take the blame.

The matter of the pit is boiling, and once the crime is confirmed, any troubles in the cultivation world can be blamed on them in the future.

As for the follow-up, Mu Xin couldn't figure out what to do next, Ling Huazong became the evil sect in the cultivation world.

"A Xin."

Su Zhiya transmitted his voice to Mu Xin who was strengthening the formation in the forbidden area from the trap of guard Seventeen. Elder Su's voice was hoarse, and he asked softly, "How long can the spirit stone maintain the formation?"

He has always disliked twists and turns, but now he cuts straight to the point, which even he himself finds cruel.

But this is their current situation, and the answer seems to have been tacit.

After the fire started, the formation left by Xie Jianzun was corroded by the transpired evil energy, and the silver flowers blooming on the formation had withered for several rounds.

This formation has guarded the pit of the world for hundreds of years, and the location of the remnant formation is even more stable than the other two.

No one knows when the Yinhua Purification Formation will be completely shattered, and along with the withered spirit flower, Ling Huazong's pit will also fall.

Since Xiandaomeng has decided to use them as targets, how can they let them live.

"At most, noon today."

Su Zhiya stood in front of the beleaguered formation, looking at his drowsy little disciple.

In fact, he couldn't remember Shi Qi's appearance very much. When he was dragged out of the cave by the suzerain and said that a little guy wrote on the letterhead that he wanted to choose himself as the master, Su Zhiya was very panicked.

Whether he accepts it or not, that little guy is sincere, and he should see it.

When Dabi was accepting apprentices, Shiqi was nervous, and no one knew that he was a master, so he was also very nervous.

It was a hasty glance, and they only had a vague impression of each other. Even if they became masters later, they didn't have many opportunities to meet each other. They each practiced their own pills and often answered questions in letters.

Seventeen is like a reflection of him going upstream in time.

His spiritual roots are too different from his temperament, Su Zhiya admires those comrades who can boldly meet each other's eyes and talk, but he doesn't want to force himself anymore.

In the depths of his heart, the only environment that can keep him from being afraid is the sound of the flame slowly burning beside the alchemy furnace.

It really seemed a little lonely, but it was also extremely comfortable and could bring him infinite peace.

When Su Zhiya's alchemy was not perfect, he always lived in no fixed place.

Many sects happily welcomed him in, but regretted to invite him out.

"Elder Su, you are so withdrawn." They said so.

The eccentricity of an expert is called self-respect, and the eccentricity of an ordinary monk is called false aloofness.

It was Qiao Yan who took him in.

At that time, Xie Jianzun had already passed away in a martyrdom, and Elder Chu was recovering from his wounds. Qiao Yan completed the recruitment competition that they had been thinking of at the beginning by himself.

Su Zhiya was brought to accompany him by a comrade he was not very familiar with. It was not that he was unknown in Taihui, it was just that he could not be found at all, and no one would think of him.

But he also understands it himself, so he can calm down and make alchemy.

At the beginning, the reason why he decided to stay was because Qiao Yan said: "Everyone has their own nature. Although the lotus with a bright tongue looks good, it may not be good everywhere, but it's just different situations. Besides, Fellow Daoist Su concentrates on alchemy. Homeless orphans are no worse than others, if they don't abandon Linghua Sect, they are only a mountain cave, they can live here temporarily, if they are not happy in the future, they can also submit the Amber Jade Order and leave."

When Qiao Yan was under Xie Jianzun's school, what he saw and felt the most was how to treat others. He was not a person who had both ways, and even had a bit of a brain.

But Xie Jianzun didn't disagree with anything, he only said that being really good at communication is not about treating people who are beneficial to him, but being contemptuous and contemptuous of those who are not beneficial to him, or even inferior to him, that is just a shrewd tact, Why bother to demand yourself to cater.

Sword Spirit also listened to the lecture, and said earnestly: "Xiao Yanzi will see everyone in the future. If you don't like it, just deal with it. It's all a task. If you meet a bastard, tell me when you come back, and I will help you beat him at night." ! If you screw yourself up and become an annoying person, it's not worth it."

At that time, Su Zhiya also joined Ling Huazong with the mentality of giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, staying for so many years.

He looked at the faces of the young disciples in the beleaguered formation, then turned and went to Chuan Deng Hall.

On the lampstand in the hall, there are still most of the dark places, but the lamps below are flickering, like a river of stars hanging upside down.

Maybe Shi Qi is really gone, and his life lamp has also been extinguished.

... It was him, the master, who failed to protect him.

In the bright lights, Su Zhiya thought of the inquiry letters in his cave mansion with immature handwriting, as if it had been a lifetime.

It is too difficult to maintain a sect. Su Zhiya never thought that one day, it would be his turn to do it.

But no matter how difficult it is, we must continue to do it.

It's just that now, the Immortal Daomeng is bound to use the Ling Huazong to attack, and the Taihui chaos is approaching, how can he let these Ling Huazong's last seedlings be destroyed in the wind and rain.

It should be the time when the sun is rising outside the window, but the sky is still dim for some reason.

Pieces of gauze-like light fell on Su Zhiya's sleeves. He knelt and sat in front of the high platform of Chuan Deng Hall, his eyes were sour, but he couldn't shed tears.

On the [-]th, only [-] days have passed since Elder Chu and Fellow Daoist Mu left.

This cultivation world has completely changed beyond recognition.

Su Zhiya recorded what happened during this period of time with a sound transmission stone, and notified the disciples everywhere to testify, engraved ten copies, buried them in Linghua, and sent a part out.

He doesn't have the same level of cultivation as Sovereign Joe, and he doesn't have so many methods, and he doesn't have the support of his family background. His talent of Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root is nothing more than burning a stove.

It was still dark, but Su Zhiya made a formula and sent out the sound transmission talisman.

He said to Mu Xin before the battle: "Before noon, let all the disciples use the teleportation array left by Elder Chu to leave the sect, and the swords on the sword's edge will also be taken away. After leaving the sect, don't gather and act. Do not risk your life for revenge, and do not put yourself in danger."

He clenched his back molars, tasted the blood in his mouth, and then continued: "Just say that I said it. If Ling Huazong disciples have this heart, they don't need to have a wooden identity card, and they won't be scattered."

"...Elder Su." Mu Xin's voice was choked with sobs.

Knowing what she had said, Su Zhiya suppressed his tone for the first time, and said sharply, "You have to go too."

The magic circle won't last long, after the shattering, the fire and evil current will sweep Linghua, and the Immortal Daomeng will watch out, presumably there will be a scene of thieves shouting "catch the thief".

And that "Seventeen".

Su Zhiya took a deep breath, only the Silver Flower Formation could purify evil spirits, but even if the formation was opened with a spell, the monks had to have considerable cultivation. Although Su Zhiya was an elder, he was not enough to open the formation alone.

But we must not let the "Seventeen" fall into the pit, otherwise the fire in the pit will explode from then on, and the consequences will be incalculable.

In Su Zhiya's sleeve, there is a pill that forcibly breaks through the bottleneck of cultivation.

He held the small porcelain bottle tightly, stretched out his long sleeves, bent down, and made a farewell salute to the lampstand as a monk.

"Sect Master Qiao, please forgive Su for trying his best, but still not protecting Ling Hua forever."

He knocked his head on the ground, and at the moment when he felt the coldness on his forehead, he felt a sudden light on the bluestone ground.

He just thought it was the sun coming out.

But the bursts of hot air made Su Zhiya's eyes widen suddenly.

"This, this, ah, ah, ah!"

"Could it be—"

"It's the suzerain, it's the suzerain!"

The exclamations of the disciples who hurried over to live and die with Ling Huazong made Su Zhiya realize that what he saw was not an illusion.

On the towering lampstand, all the lamps of life have been lit.

The flames soared into the sky, like a brilliant sun breaking through the haze.

Qiao Yan's loud voice, which everyone was familiar with, rang out over Ling Huazong.

"——All Ling Huazong comrades, come here to meet immediately!"

Outside the Ling Hua Sect, the spirit screen used by the Immortal Dao League to block it has been shattered, and monk Ling Hua and the people of the Immortal Dao League are fighting together.

A purification array of vertical and horizontal sects spread out from the wooden puppet.

Thousands of weapons shot out from the sword peak, surrounding Chu Lanyin.

"Everyone, get on the spirit boat immediately!"

With a wave of Qiao Yan's sleeve, hundreds of intelligent spirit boats stretched out a guiding channel.

At the same time, hundreds of spiritual power cannons buzzed, ready to go.

"Elder Chu!"

Mu Xin carried the last little disciple onto the deck of the spirit boat, and Chu Lanyin, who was standing at the bow of the boat, turned to him and said, "Well, I keep what I say, and I promised to get you a hundred pieces when I come back, so I won't lie to you." , but this is the honor of the old man, I am a name."

Two lines of tears rolled down Su Zhiya's face.

Qiao Yan patted his shoulder vigorously with his big palm, and said, "Old Su, I'm sorry for you!"

In the nineteenth year of Tianxi's human world, the pits of the world were eroded by the dark fire, and in Ling Huazong's realm, only burning white remained.

Evil Qi gathers clouds and evil things breed. Fortunately, it was purified in time and there were no casualties.

Sect Master Linghua pointed directly at the Immortal Dao League, accusing it of being infiltrated by outsiders, so that he harbored evil intentions, betrayed Taihui, and had the ambition to destroy the world and ascend.

Gu Shengyang, the leader of the Immortal League, retreats, and Su Fu, the deputy leader, talks about the power of the pure Xiangduohua on behalf of Xinlun, and denounces Ling Huazong's disobedience.

The conflict between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

On the same day, the golden crow could not stand up, and the sky was unknown for a long time.

After this day, Taihui never saw a daybreak again.

But in a higher realm, Taihui Tiandao has unilaterally blocked the communication with Chuanshuju, and the spiritual power in the Taihui coordinates is exhausted, and it is completely lost in the void.

An emergency meeting was held in Chuanshuju, and a conclusion was reached - the Dao of Heaven, which had been rotten for so many years, planned to drag his own realm, and he was destroyed.

The author has something to say:

Taiwei Tian said: I wanted to run, but I didn't, so forget it and go for it!

Xintaiwei: Can't run away and won't run away, come on, let's fight hand to hand!

Taihuitian said: I don't want to run away, oh, I can't stand it anymore, let's just die together——

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This chapter is mainly foreshadowing, the leading role may be a little less, the next chapter will run the emotional line of the troubled times in the plot,

Lao Xie’s trumpet is also going offline hahaha (haha?)

Spoiler in advance, the new devil is not Xiaochuang, because of the reason that will be explained later, he and the old killer are burning in the pit%