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The prisoner spirit formation captured the target, and immediately retracted to the size of two people, tightly imprisoning Xie Changming in the formation.

Xie Changming didn't struggle.

He could feel that the man's flesh and blood decayed rapidly, and within a short while, it turned into thick bones with strange sacrificial rites engraved on them.

The flesh and blood melted into pitch-black sewage, adhering to the outside of the bones, slowly forming formation patterns.

These bones no longer stretched out, but continued to grow inward, and Xie Changming was tightly stuck in it, making very fine and eerie noises.

Xie Changming tilted his head and stared at the inscriptions carefully.

These are the unique characters of the demons, which are very strange.These inscriptions will automatically appear when the natural demons grow into great demons, and they, fallen demons, will not have them. However, because they have become demons, Xie Changming also went to the village to do as the Romans do. To become a qualified demon, he also learned some.

All changes are inseparable from the original purpose, and the Prisoner Spirit Formation also has its own formations.

Until a certain moment, those bones grew so densely that there were no gaps inside, and sharp bone spurs pierced Xie Changming's skin.

The golden blood flashed across, burning away those bone spurs.

Xie Changming didn't care, and still looked at the sacrificial rites tumbling under the flowing sewage that imprisoned bones like chains.

Everything around was very quiet, as if isolated from the outside world, forming a world of its own, except for the slight noise made by bone spurs growing continuously, trying to pierce Xie Changming's body, and being burned.

Until a dazzling light suddenly pierced through everything and shot straight at Xie Changming's eyes, even the Prisoner Spirit Formation could illuminate it.

Xie Changming looked outside.

The little Changming Bird closed his eyes obediently.

He tilted his head, his right hand rested on the back of his neck, as if he was holding something, and the light was also emitted from there.

Xie Changming squinted his eyes before he could see what it was.

It's half of the spine.

Xie Changming was startled, and crushed the bones in front of him.

Maybe it was very painful, but the little Changming bird opened its mouth slightly, but did not make a sound. It still pulled out its entire spine, and its upper body almost collapsed in an instant, but it straightened again.

He pulled out the spine and used illusion to create a fake one.

The thin white fingers held the spine, and after a moment, the spine turned into the Cuichen Mountain that Xie Changming had seen before.

Sheng Liuyu's illusion is very good, but the illusion is not created out of thin air. He is still very young, and the moving illusion is formed by the tail feathers. Then, the most powerful exorcist must use more precious things.

is his backbone.

He bit his lips tightly, his long hair was spread out, and the breeze was blowing, his slender body completely pulled away from Cui Chenshan, and shot an arrow that was transformed into feathers, which was filled with bright red blood.

The streamer-like feathered arrows, surrounded by the sound of hunting wind, landed on the prisoner formation with a mighty force.

The arrow pierced through the shell, but couldn't break the formation, and the feather arrow landed on the white bones in front of Xie Changming.

Xie Changming picked up the feather arrow, the light on it lasted for a long time, and the surrounding bones were forced back.

If the delay is long enough, with more and more arrows breaking the demons, the prisoner spirit lineup will not be able to accommodate them, and the formation will inevitably break down.

Xie Changming couldn't wait that long.

The Prisoner Spirit Formation can't wait that long.

It accelerates the deployment of formations, and wants to open the way to the demon world.

Between the entanglement of white bones, a blood-red eye was exposed.

It's a hidden eye.

Xie Changming drew out the heavy knife, held the handle with both hands, and it shattered with one blow.

The Prisoner Spirit Formation lost its vision and was unable to recover, and was kicked away by Xie Changming.

Xie Changming ignored the fallen bones, but hugged Sheng Liuyu not far away.

Sheng Liuyu didn't let go of Cui Chenshan, his lips were bitten and blood came out, he asked: "Don't lie to me again, is it you? You idiot."

Xie Changming hugged him, and said in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "It's me."

Sheng Liuyu finally fell into his arms with peace of mind, let go of his hand, and Cui Chenshan turned into countless light spots before landing.

The little Changming bird's body visibly stiffened.

Xie Changming's breathing also paused for a moment.

It hurts when you take the spine out, and it hurts when you put it back.

Xie Changming knew that Sheng Liuyu was afraid of pain, but he couldn't help it, he would do it every time.

Because the little Changming Bird knows nothing and has no one to teach it, so it can only use itself as a weapon.

He is just a very poor, very cute bird.

Xie Changming hugged him, trying not to let those punctured wounds touch Sheng Liuyu, he was afraid that there would be wet blood.

Sheng Liuyu wrinkled her nose, and wanted to take out the spirit stone, but couldn't hold it because she was out of strength.

Xie Changming wanted him to have a good rest and close his eyes, just like the coma when he was facing Zhou Feng last time, it would not hurt too much.

But Sheng Liuyu refused to rest quietly, refused to pass out quietly, it seemed that she was bitten by a snake once, was afraid of well ropes for ten years, and still can't fully believe that the person holding her is the real Xie Changming, so she insisted on talking.

But he couldn't hold the spirit stone, so Xie Changming helped him hold it and put it close to his ear so that he could hear the voice.

Xie Changming's heart trembled.

He thought, it would be nice if he changed the style of the spirit stone earlier.

Make the spirit stone into a hairpin, which can be worn on the head, and the pendant will hang on the side of the ear, so you don't have to hold it in your hand, and it won't be unseemly in public. The little Changming bird will like it very much.

It would not be too much trouble, but he didn't do it.

Sheng Liuyu's words sounded willful: "I don't have the energy to think about questions, you come and ask me."

Xie Changming indulged his willfulness and really asked: "Is Cuichen Mountain formed from your spine?"

Sheng Liuyu blinked, as if surprised: "How do you know?"

He didn't know that Xie Changming had seen it, and Xie Changming had seen it, so he still wanted to ask.

Sheng Liuyu thought for a moment: "Yes. I read it in a book and said it is a very powerful exorcist, so I changed it and gave it a try. It is quite useful."

He had only read about it in books, and had not seen it with his own eyes. Only by illusion, he could create a real and fake Cui Chenshan.

Xie Changming praised him: "It's amazing."

Sheng Liuyu snorted softly and triumphantly.

Xie Changming couldn't help but bend the corner of his lower lip, and continued: "But don't twitch your spine in the future. You are only 15 years old, so young, aren't you afraid that you won't grow taller in the future?"

They were walking down the mountain, but there was still no one there, and no one from the Sijie Hall came, as if what happened just now was a dream.

Sheng Liuyu might have been intimidated by the words "not tall", so she didn't speak for a long time.

Xie Changming coaxed him: "I will send you really Cui Chenshan in the future."

Sheng Liuyu licked the chapped wound on his lips, and responded happily, "Okay."

Cuichen Mountain is a family heirloom of the Shangguan family. It is not easy to borrow, let alone give it away. It is a precious magic weapon that is difficult to obtain.

I don't know if it's because I don't know the world, or because I have complete trust in Xie Changming, as if as long as Xie Changming agrees, he will definitely do it.

Xie Changming touched Sheng Liuyu's temples, as if he was chatting ordinary gossip, he asked: "When you pulled out the spine, did you temporarily replace it with illusion?"

Sheng Liuyu tilted his head and nodded.

Xie Changming stepped down a step, but the hand holding Sheng Liuyu was very steady, without the slightest bump. He continued to ask: "The spine is fine, but the eyes are not good?"

Sheng Liuyu thought for a moment, then he replied slowly: "I know I have a real spine, I just borrowed it for use."

And eyes and ears are not good, he really can't see or hear.

Sheng Liuyu seemed unable to wait for the question, and unconsciously clenched his hands on Xie Changming's back, his voice was rough: "Why are you pushing me away?"

After asking, he didn't want to hear the answer, so he hurriedly said, "Forget it, I believe you are real."

Xie Changming didn't ask any further questions, but gave a soft "hmm".

The little Changming bird fell silent and stopped talking, as if he was just trying to hold on.

He silently burrowed into Xie Changming's arms and buried his whole face in it.

Xie Changming was afraid that he would cover him, so he stretched out his hand to push his face away.

Some kind of warm and humid liquid slowly wetted Xie Changming's skin, not in the shape of tears, but only soaked in smoke and clouds, and landed on Xie Changming's fingertips.

When crying, the little Changming bird doesn't want others to see it.

I had my spine pumped last time, but I didn't cry.

This time I cried.

Is it pain or fear, or something else?

Xie Changming didn't know, he didn't ask Sheng Liuyu not to cry, he obeyed the cub's wish, so he pretended he didn't notice.

After walking down the mountain and standing on the teleportation array, Sheng Liuyu finally sniffled and said in a low voice, "Don't do that next time. I will protect you."

Xie Changming's heart suddenly became soft. He has lived for a long time, three lifetimes in total, and has only been protected by two birds.

He was silent for a moment, he didn't know what to think, and gently tore off the wet Yan Yunxia, ​​which would make the bird uncomfortable, and held it in his hand.

Then, instead of using the spirit stone, she lowered her head and whispered in Sheng Liuyu's ear, "I know."

he knows.

He knows he has special protection from a cub.

When she returned to Langyue Courtyard, Sheng Liuyu had almost fallen asleep.

Until Xie Changming put him on the bed, perhaps because he was pressed to the back, the little Changming bird woke up again, and asked in a daze, "Didn't you say you want to give me osmanthus?"

Cubs are like this, they forget everything that makes them miserable and only remember the happy ones.

Xie Changming took out the osmanthus twig, put it beside the pillow, put Sheng Liuyu's hand on it, and fell asleep in satisfaction.

Xie Changming blew out the candle and sat by the bed alone.

Until Mr. Xu knocked on his door.

Xie Changming didn't invite him in, but walked out and stood by the window, through the window lattice, he could just see Sheng Liuyu who was sleeping on the bed with his eyebrows stretched out.

Mr. Xu asked eagerly, "What happened today?"

Xie Changming picked the important ones and said that the most important thing is the prisoner spirit array, and the owner of the array is likely to be the head of the first demon sky, and their goal is the divine bird.

Xie Changming frowned, and said impatiently: "The spirit prison array must use purebred demons as sacrifices. The people in the Sijie Hall have searched for so long, but there are still fish that slip through the net. They really are trash."

Mr. Xu thought for a moment: "This is not necessarily the case. The Sijie Hall has checked the inside and outside of the academy several times. Logically speaking, this should not be the case."

Xie Changming didn't believe it.

Mr. Xu sighed: "Did you know Cong Yuan's status as a half-demon? If he is, his father has already made an agreement with the elders in the academy, so he was let in."

Oh.

After so long, Cong Yuan was frightened. It turned out that he was tricked by his own father.

Mr. Xu coughed a few times, and his voice was extremely low: "Xie Daoyou, do you know, come?"

Hearing this, Xie Changming glanced at Sheng Liuyu who was huddled in the quilt, as if seeing the little Changming bird all the time would be reassuring, and then nodded: "I've heard about it."

Mr. Xu leaned against the wall, his back slightly hunched: "Since you know, I don't need to say much."

Regarding the coming, Xie Changming only heard it when the person who was about to die under his sword begged for mercy.

Because what the man said was really strange, Xie Changming went to inquire about it.Everyone kept their secrets secret, Xie Changming put together those few words and finally put them together.

The so-called descending means that the demons use a special method to completely occupy the body, soul, memory, and even the cultivation base of the monks in the cultivation world, and even use their skills as a demon to be both human and demon. No one can find clues.

It is not that there is no way to seize the body in the world, but no matter how you seize the body, you can only get the other party's body to continue life. It is impossible to have the other party's memory, and it is impossible to use the other party's skills, and you have to start from scratch.

Arrival can be said to be a change of fate against the sky. This kind of method is unheard of and unseen.

And the person Xie Changming killed could indeed use both immortal and demon skills when he was fighting for his life.

Few people know about the coming, and they don't know where Mr. Xu, a teacher, knows about it.

Mr. Xu said: "However, the art of descending mostly exists among monks with advanced cultivation bases. If it is used as a sacrifice, it may be too wasteful."

Xie Changming said: "You mean..."

Mr. Xu pondered: "In addition to descending, there was also an incomplete descending later on. It can only exist for dozens of days, and then it will collapse. Maybe this person is a half descending."

It is already very troublesome to be able to exist in the form of coming for dozens of days.

The academy is so big, and there are so many people coming in and out every day, it is impossible for the Sijie Hall to catch any random person.

Mr. Xu is also very worried: "If it really comes, it will be really difficult for the academy to find out. The matter of the little Changming bird can only be worried about by Fellow Daoist Lao."

Xie Changming said coldly: "I have a measure."

He paused, and stopped looking at the people in the room, but said: "But I can't protect him for a long time."

Mr. Xu was stunned.

Xie Changming lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I have something to do, and the person I am looking for will probably not be here next year."

Mr. Xu: "This, this..."

Except for Xie Changming, no one can protect the little Changming bird anytime and anywhere. Even if there is, such a prisoner spirit formation is inevitable.

The night was getting deeper, a cold wind was blowing outside, and it was foggy and snowy again.

Xie Changming closed the windows to completely isolate the inside and outside of the house.

He can no longer see Sheng Liuyu inside the house, and Sheng Liuyu will not blow the cold wind outside.

fair enough.

So, Xie Changming finally said: "Since you can't protect him, why don't you let him go back to Xiaozhong Mountain. At least there are high mountains and his people there, it's better than here."

When Mr. Xu heard this, his expression was in a trance for a moment: "I'm afraid it won't work. The little Changming Bird is here..."

Xie Changming had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Mr. Xu paused, and continued: "It's the oracle."

The stronger the wind and snow, it stained Xie Changming's brows and eyes white, and he didn't speak any more.

After Mr. Xu left, Xie Changming opened the door and walked back into the house.

The drapery on the bed was half opened and half closed, and Sheng Liuyu slept in it, very peacefully.

Xie Changming drew out the heavy knife, put it aside, and looked at the little Changming bird for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Changming slowly bent down, silently rubbing Sheng Liuyu's reddish cheek with the back of his hand.

It's warm, soft, and fragile.

Many times, he wants to stay away from him, and more often, he wants to protect him well.

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