After the rebirth, the old enemy helps me clean up

The Profound Realm represents the moment when a monk fears the most.

At this time, in Xie Jing's profound realm, Lu Chengyang felt more anxiety and fear than in his own cultivation realm.

Is it Xie Jing's?

Will Xie Jing have such moments of fear?

Xie Jing was holding the octagonal fan, his knuckles had turned white, and in the blurry scene around him, it could be vaguely seen that thousands of people were pleading for orders and fell down in front of him like this.

But Xie Jing had difficulty giving a response.

It was the eight-edged fan that did not respond to support him to respect his original heart and stay where he was.

The octagonal fan is an ancient spiritual weapon, which can feel evil things.

If there is no golden light shining, it means that there is nothing in this world that can be called "evil".

Suddenly, thousands of red lotuses fell from the sky and collided with the petition floating lotus lantern, making it even more strange.

The octagonal fan in Xie Jing's hand suddenly burst into golden light at this moment.

"Thank you Pavilion Master, don't hesitate any longer."

"Thank you Pavilion Master, my faction can go with Pavilion Master."

"Zeqing Immortal Venerable, returning to one sect can help the Pavilion Master."

"..."

A series of voices of different pitches came over the top.

Xie Jing finally opened the octagonal fan, but was blocked by a more powerful golden light.

Tan Taiheng held all kinds of strategies in his hands, and frowned: "There are still many things that need to be investigated, so don't be impulsive."

"That's too late."

It's too late, if you don't stop it in time, the consequences will be disastrous.

Xie Jing's voice was extremely low, and only Tan Taiheng could hear it clearly.

"Have you forgotten? Xie Jing, he is also your junior." Tan Taiheng asked coldly, "Could it be that because of these crimes you want to commit, do you not even think about the friendship of the same family because of your heart? ?”

"I haven't forgotten." Xie Jing said in a deep voice, "So I have to ask him in person."

Xie Jing mobilized his spiritual consciousness, and the Sword of Perseverance shot out through the air, and the body of the sword transformed into countless phantoms. The cold light dispelled a cloud of sorrow, and a powerful barrier instantly covered the entire Tianyun Mountain, isolating countless people from it .

The center surrounded by lotus lanterns is Lu Chengyang.

The magic dragon flicked its tail and extinguished most of the lotus lanterns, roared loudly, and then carried Lu Chengyang, trying to break out of the barrier, but was deflated.

Perseverance is originally transformed from the Yujian Pond of Tianyun Mountain, and the aura of this place complements it, creating an indestructible enchantment.

What's more, at this time, he has already reached the end of the road.

His cultivation was good, he was the leader of the Immortal Sect at that time, but in the last days, his spiritual power gradually declined uncontrollably.

It seems that the last person to come is Xie Jing, he had expected it.

But he was a little surprised that there was only Xie Jing at that time.

In the end, the two tyrannical forces collided, and it didn't take long to see the outcome.

In the end, it was indeed June, and in an instant, there were rustling snowflakes.

At the same time, a silvery shadow quickly passed through Lu Chengyang's chest, and he finally closed his eyes.

But Xie Jing moved over, but was still a step slower.

At that moment, Lu Chengyang disappeared, or indeed turned into a part of the flying snow.

But the sudden heavy snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a snow prison was condensed out of it, trapping the out-of-control magic dragon in place.

All the scenes in the Profound Realm are not as clear and peaceful as those in the White Realm, and Lu Chengyang's spiritual consciousness at this time is also impacted by various emotions.

In addition to fear, there was also extreme pain that he seemed to have never experienced before.

Deepest pain, and ultimately cold despair.

Xie Jing couldn't accept his death so hard?

Lu Chengyang rubbed his temples, comprehending the scene in the Li Xuan Realm.

The suspicious point still lies in the sudden silver light phantom and the disappearing corpse. I don't know how Tantai Heng broke the barrier and took away his corpse under Xie Jing's nose.

Lu Chengyang felt that with Pei Miaomiao's shell, he still couldn't live a life of idle food.

He got up and pushed open the door, looked around first, and then tiptoedly prepared to walk out of Mo Lin Mansion.

Lu Chengyang put one finger on the palm of his hand to draw circles, silently thinking about the way to Xiuzhuyuan.

Unexpectedly, "unfavorable start", as soon as he turned a corner, he bumped into someone suddenly.

Although Pei Miaomiao was a little thinner, she was about the same height as Zhou Wuyou, who was of a similar age. However, Xie Jing in front of him was too tall, and he had to look up at the "Pavilion Master".

Xie Jing said lightly: "Where are you going?"

Lu Chengyang said: "Hey, Pavilion Master, the room is a little stuffy, I'll come out to get some air."

Xie Jing asked again coldly: "The person who was in the profound realm just now, but you?"

Lu Chengyang was startled, but his face was still calm and innocent, and he said innocently: "Pavilion Master, what kind of profound realm?"

Xie Jing glanced at him, then suddenly reached out and put two fingers between his eyebrows.

It was clear that only half a moment had passed, but Lu Chengyang felt as if half a day had passed.

Xie Jing didn't know what he was looking for, so she finally let go of her hand and said, "What discomfort do you have these days?"

Lu Chengyang said: "It's nothing."

He paused, and then asked Xie Jing: "Pavilion Master, when will this disciple return to Zhuzhuyuan?"

Xie Jing swept his eyes away, and Lu Chengyang continued his own words and said, "Pavilion master, look, this disciple didn't practice any energy transformation technique, and it has nothing to do with the dragon's blood. Can you go back to Xiuzhuyuan?"

As soon as he blurted out, he regretted a little.

After all, Xie Jing is no longer the same generation as he was back then.

I don't know if it was because just now he entered the profound realm by mistake, or because he himself was a little slack, the tone of just now was a little more relaxed, and if it fell into Xie Jing's ears, it would be presumptuous.

Unexpectedly, Xie Jing didn't have the stern words to refuse as imagined, and his tone even had something to do with the word "gentle".

Lu Chengyang could only hear Xie Jing say: "The Sword Soul of Taiyin is chasing after you, even if you have nothing to do with the dragon's blood and the Qi transformation technique, it is still very dangerous at this time."

After a short pause, Xie Jing said again: "Until the cause of the sword soul's troubles is thoroughly investigated, you'd better stay here."

Lu Chengyang didn't expect Xie Jing to think so.

But what Xie Jing said was indeed reasonable, but Lu Chengyang himself, because of his many escapes, forgot the "evil dog" Taiyin Sword Soul.

Just as Lu Chengyang was thinking, there was an extra fan on his waist.

Xie Jing had moved a few steps away, and said a voice: "Put this fan away, and defend yourself if necessary."

Now it's Lu Chengyang's turn to be dumbfounded, isn't this an octagonal fan?

"Ge Ge Ge Ge Master, this is an octagonal fan."

Lu Chengyang glanced at the fan again, touched it again, and confirmed that he was not mistaken, but Xie Jing's head twitched.

"It's an octagonal fan."

Xie Jing turned her head slightly, as if she simply affirmed the name of this thing.

The eight-edged fan is an ancient spiritual weapon. It is said that it was held by the owner of the pavilion when the Buming Pavilion was founded.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is held by Xie Jing.

As Xie Jing's apprentice, Zhou Wuyou is naturally fine to use it temporarily for errands to exorcise evil spirits, but when he uses it for self-defense, he always feels that it is too big for something.

Lu Chengyang stood there in a daze for a moment, then rubbed the handle of the fan with his fingertips.

The fuzzy "Tibetan" character is his name, and I don't quite remember when it was engraved on it.

I only remember that Xie Jing was very angry.

In fact, the octagonal fan does not look like a particularly brilliant folding fan at first glance. It is placed on the street and mixed into a pile of fans, but it is just a plain bamboo fan with a painting of a distant mountain.

The reason why it is called the octagonal fan is that it is said that it was transformed from the eight bones of a mythical beast.

The fan was spread out, and there was a faint breath of ink.

Probably because of this, and knowing that the eight-edged fan is not that life-threatening thing, Lu Chengyang's heart didn't feel so dull at this time.

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Xie Jing stepped into the Qiankun Hall alone, and several young disciples who usually run errands for the pavilion in the six pavilions came to meet him and saluted one after another: "Hello, pavilion master."

Xie Jing nodded slightly, and then slowly walked into Xingyue Pavilion.

This pavilion is one of the six pavilions. When you enter the pavilion, it is dark at first, and then you can see countless glimpses of stars, which is a beautiful place.

However, the permanent Xingyue Pavilion in the Immortal Gate is not used to enjoy the scenery, but to include the world in it to view the world.

Xie Jing sat cross-legged, her eyes were slightly closed, and a silver lotus slowly bloomed half an inch in front of her eyebrows.

The silver lotus floated to the place where the stars gathered, and seemed to lightly land on a surface of water, creating a layer of ripples, and then slowly melting into it.

It was not until half an hour later that Xie Jing opened his eyes again, and a trace of doubt flickered in the ink pupils.

The Taiyin Sword Soul was locked in the lock for him personally, and it was guarded by his side, and even added several layers of spiritual spells, so it shouldn't disappear without a reason.

Maybe it was because the sword soul was inspired to break through the seal of the weapon lock when he entered the profound realm, but if so, he shouldn't be unaware, and he shouldn't even be able to find it in Xingyue Pavilion for so long. Find specific traces.

As for the Taiyin Sword itself, it has been difficult to find for many years. Sure enough, there are still many unknowns behind it.

Xie Jing raised his forehead in a rare way, the influence of what he saw and experienced in the mysterious realm still has not lessened the influence on spiritual consciousness, it seems that the effect of this retreat is not as great as expected.

Xie Jing couldn't help murmuring: "This is a catastrophe."

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