Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui came out of the house, very silent. The moment they stepped out of the house, the small courtyard dissipated like a phantom, and there was only a crossroad in front of them. There was no courtyard.

Mu Yungui stood at the intersection, feeling at a loss: "Why bother."

"It's her own choice. It's all about benevolence." Jiang Shaocai looked around and said, "To the effect, before she sacrifices the sword, we should advance the space formation."

Now that the shortcut channel disappeared, they were thrown outside the Huan family's ancestor's house, and after a circle, they returned to the original point.

The two were talking, and there was a whirring gasp from the side alley. The tall black shadow ran forward alone, not daring to look back. He saw Jiang Shaocai and Mu Yun returning at the intersection, slammed the brakes, and almost stopped in front of them.

When Qiu Hu saw these two people, he was surprised and pleasantly surprised: "Brother Jiang, Sister Pastor?"

Jiang Shaocai raised his eyebrows when he saw him, and then he remembered that there was still this character: "Are you still there?"

"Of course I'm still there." Qiu Hu didn't dare to relax, standing and talking while running on the spot, always ready to sprint, "Brother Jiang, Sister Pastor, that female ghost is chasing Zhao Xulin, I'm afraid she will catch up soon. . Let's run first."

Jiang Shaocai's eyebrows moved slightly, not smiling. Mu Yun had no choice but to say to Qiu Hu: "That...the female ghost will not appear anymore."

"Huh?" Qiu Hu was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

At this time, there was a running sound from another laneway. Zhao Xulin rushed over and was surprised to see the three of them standing at the intersection: "Are you all there?"

Qiu Hu was also surprised when he saw Zhao Xulin: "Where is the female ghost?"

"I don't know." Zhao Xulin said, "I thought she was chasing you."

Jiang Shaocai said: "During this period, about two hours have passed outside. You have been running?"

Qiu Hu blinked and asked innocently, "Otherwise?"

This place was overlapped by the space formation, Qiu Hu and the others were probably trapped in a maze, and they couldn't get out even after turning over and over. Mu Yungui looked at Qiu Hu's ignorant eyes, and couldn't bear to tell him the truth, so he said, "The female ghost will never reappear. You can rest assured."

Zhao Xulin also found that the wall blocking the intersection was missing. He took out the map and looked at it and said, "Yes, it is now the same as the map given by Senior Brother Linglu. Going further, it is the Huan Family Mansion."

Zhao Xulin did not ask what Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaocai were doing during this period, and neither of them had any meaning to explain. The few people were very tacitly aware, and turned and walked towards the Huan family mansion.

Only Qiu Hu fell in the end, scratching his head inexplicably: "No, what's going on here? Where is the big female ghost?"

The four of Mu Yungui inadvertently broke into the ghost hit the wall, and was delayed for two hours on the road. During this time, the other disciples of Wuji had already arrived at the gate of Huan's house.

As soon as they approached, they heard the sound of fierce fighting ahead. The four of them held their swords at the same time, and Mu Yun turned around the corner and saw the front method flying horizontally, the sword aura and the black mist intertwined, and the gates like the walls were covered with sword marks.

There are fresh traces of this, and some are left over from earlier years. Over the years, for the treasure, the head has sent his disciples to Yincheng, and there are many disciples walking to the gate of the Huan family. However, there are very few who can go back, and there are only few who can find things.

When Mu Yungui saw the battle ahead, he didn't need to greet him, and he drew his sword automatically. A lot of grievances remained in Yincheng, and the black mist vortex was already considered relaxed. What was really terrifying was that the monks died in unwillingness, and after years of nourishing grievances, they turned into grievances and even corpses. Their bodies are stronger than ordinary mortals, and they have been alienated underwater for six thousand years. Their combat power is quite terrifying, and one paw can tear off half of a monk's arm.

And most of the disciples present were one star, and fighting against this 6,000-year-old grievance ghost was really reluctant. A disciple was accidentally thrown down by the corpse man. The opponent opened his mouth wide, and saw that his fangs were about to poke the disciple’s throat. Suddenly a sword passed through from behind and pierced the corpse man’s head. Completely motionless.

The corpse fell heavily on the disciple, and the disciple pushed him aside forcefully, stroking his chest and breathing heavily. At this time, a soft voice came from above.

"Brother, are you okay?"

The disciple looked up and found that she was a cold and beautiful woman. She was wearing a white dress, holding a long sword in her hand, and water beads floating gently on her belt, against the vast and dim seabed behind, she seemed clean as if she was shining.

The disciple recognized that this was a very famous ice beauty from the outer door. She was somehow entangled by Xiang You when she was on the way, and the disciple thought they were dead. Unexpectedly, she came back alive.

The disciple was a little stunned, and for a while, he gave birth to some thoughts that there would be good luck if he survived a catastrophe. At this moment, a young man walked behind her, also wearing the clothes of an outside disciple of the Wuji faction, stepped on the back of the corpse, and smashed it lightly, and the bones of the corpse were broken.

disciple:"……"

He didn't know what this boy meant, but he didn't have any Fengyue thoughts in an instant. He supported the ground, got up in embarrassment, and raised his hand to salute: "Thank you, Junior Sister, for your help."

"Disciples of the same discipline, mutual assistance is the righteousness." Mu Yun took a look forward and said, "There are grievances ahead, brother, be careful."

Mu Yungui and Zhao Xulin joined the large army, Wuji sent his disciples to form a sword formation, gathered the power of everyone, and finally cleared a way among the grieving ghosts, and ran into the city wall embarrassedly. After all, the Huan’s family is a Xiuxian family, and there are more people living in it than on the street. Many disciples collapsed to the ground, gasping for breathlessly.

Mu Yungui lowered her head to arrange her sword ears. She still held an ordinary ordinary sword, but in the necklace under her collar, there was an ancient silver sword lying. Huan Mandala asked them to avenge her on the condition of sacrificing the sword.

Jiang Shaocai finally acquiesced, and Huan Mandala was relieved and entered the ancient sword with a smile, completely becoming the soul of the artifact. Sword spirits are hard to find. If a sword has a sword spirit, no matter the material and year, it will be robbed of its head. What's more, this is a sword with a high cost and a deep hidden six thousand years.

But sword spirits are difficult to encounter. There are generally two ways to form sword spirits. One is to wait for artifacts to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon to condense their wisdom. But this often requires a great opportunity and a long time, and it may not be successful after waiting for tens of thousands of years. Second, the living people sacrifice their swords and voluntarily stay in the sword to become the soul of the sword.

This one seems simple, but the success rate is actually lower than the previous one. The sword spirit cannot be forced, it must be the sword sacrifice himself willingly; and not everyone can do it, it must be a powerful monk.

This is a contradictory condition. Humans are the primates of all things, and powerful monks are all proud. They still have the opportunity to practice after reincarnation. Who is willing to fall into the vassal of artifacts? Therefore, most of the existing spirits in the world of cultivating immortals are formed naturally.

There are so many sword repairing powers that you will never find a sword spirit to accompany you in your life. If they knew that Muyun Gui had an ancient sword that gave birth to a sword spirit in a single star, I am afraid it would attract a lot of coveted. Fortunately, Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci were acting alone before. No one knew that there was a sword missing from the Huan’s Treasure Treasure Pavilion. As long as Mu Yungui didn’t say anything, no one knew the details of the silver sword.

Guiming Mu Yun was just an ordinary disciple. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she put the silver sword in the storage space, still wearing the original sword.

Not long after Mu Yun returned to his station, a familiar voice came from behind: "Sister Pastor?"

It's her again. Mu Yun turned his head and saw Dongfang Li standing not far away with a surprised look, and pretended to wipe his tears: "Sister Pastor, you are fine. I saw you being entangled by sea monsters, and I blamed myself for a long time. I only hate that I am not strong enough, I can't save the senior sister, I can only make plans and move later."

It's hard for her to be so refreshing and refined that she can escape from the battlefield, Mu Yun said quietly: "You threw the luminous talisman next to me before."

Dongfang Li was taken aback, probably unexpectedly that Mu Yungui had discovered it. She blinked, panicking, and quickly steadied: "Really? I didn't use a talisman. Maybe someone panicked and flew to the senior sister accidentally. Senior sister was wrong."

"That's probably because I misunderstood." Mu Yun looked at her quietly and said, "Maybe some dog did it. This kind of person is not good at learning skills and has bad mentality. Destroyed. I was almost killed, and I was a bit cruel. Junior Sister Dongfang would not care, right?"

Dongfang Lizheng smiled and shook his head: "Don't mind, the priest sister is a gentleman."

Mu Yungui glanced at her indifferently, and didn't want to talk to her again. Both of them are celebrities of the Promise faction, and they attract a lot of attention when they talk. Seeing that the rest was almost done, the brother didn't want to delay morale, so he said, "All the disciples are ready to go to the next location."

Everyone sighed when they heard the assembly command, and stood still. Mu Yungui concentrated on arranging his sword without even looking at Dongfang Li. Dongfang Li had no interest in himself, so he slipped back in despair.

After Dongfang Li left, Jiang Shaocai came over and asked, "What did she say to you?"

"What can there be?" Mu Yungui said nonchalantly.

Jiang Shaocai nodded as if there was no, he looked at Dongfang Li, who was surrounded by the crowd, and lightly squinted.

The ancestors of the Promise faction used blood to test out a map. The leader looked down at the blueprint, pointed to the most likely place for treasure, and said: "The map says that the forbidden area is the most heavily guarded, and there are traces of sword energy in it. Most likely to be placed there. Go to the forbidden area first."

This map is based on Huan Zhiyuan’s cognition. He has not returned home for four thousand years. He does not know that the family forbidden area has become a sword grave for later generations. Mu Yungui already knew the distribution of Huan's family well, but in order not to be noticeable, she still followed the crowd and led the way by the senior brother.

A line of Jianxiu back to back, supporting each other, slowly moved outside the sword grave. The leader finally checked the map and said with certainty: "This is it. The map says there are many grievances in it, please be careful."

There is no need for the leader to remind them, they already feel the eerie murderous aura. The crowd held their swords tightly and looked around carefully, but no one was willing to act first. Nangongxuan quietly walked to Mu Yungui's side and said, "It's dangerous inside, don't go in."

Mu Yungui was looking at the road, hearing the voice turning back, and seeing Nangongxuan holding the sword standing next to her, eyes staring at the front, and his lips started slightly: "I swear by my heart demon, I will never harm you. I'll give it to you in a moment. Create opportunities, don’t go in, take the opportunity to stay outside."

Mu Yungui understood, it seemed that Jian Tomb was the place of her death. Nangongxuan was also very depressed. He first reminded Mu Yungui not to participate in the competition, but she was still on the list; he asked He Chuan to take Mu Yungui off the list, but he saw it again on the departure cloud boat. Mu Yungui; while outside Yin City, Nangong Xuan saw that Mu Yungui was trapped by the sea monster, thinking that she would be able to escape the catastrophe by this, but Mu Yungui still caught up. Nangong Xuan really had no choice but to go against the principle of making a fortune in silence, creating chaos and letting Mu Yun go back.

Promise disciples pushed me and I pushed you, and finally walked to the door of the forbidden area. The leader cleared his throat, intending to remind everyone not to emit light and sound, a bright light burst out behind him, and it exploded on the nearby stone, causing a loud bang. The stone fell slowly, and the bottom of the water was suddenly swept up by a turbulent current. The leader cursed secretly, trying to stabilize the team: "Don't panic, hold your ground..."

He didn't finish speaking, a burst of black liquid protruded from it, and several disciples rolled up like octopus tentacles, and quickly disappeared. The screams of the disciples echoed layer by layer on the bottom of the sea, and it was miserable just to listen to it.

There was a sudden chaos in people's minds, and Nangongxuan took the opportunity to say to Mu Yungui: "Go!"

Nangongxuan's movements all fell into Dongfang Li's eyes. Now seeing the chaos at the door, how could Dongfang Li not understand, Nangong Xuan wanted to take the opportunity to replace Bai Yueguang. Dongfang Li sneered, pretending to kill the monster, and smashed a sword air charm to the rear. Sword Qi rolled up a huge current, and all the disciples at the door were pushed a few steps by the turbulent current, and then there was a muffled noise behind them, the barrier closed, and no one could get out.

The stones outside the sword mound contain special restrictions. They can only enter and cannot exit. They will either pass trials or die. No external force can control the gate. Now everyone is pushed in, even if they are only one step away from the outside, they can only see but not touch.

Nangong Xuan was so angry that he wanted to curse, who caused the turbulence? All the disciples fell into the devil's cave unsuspectingly, just now those black liquor tentacles came out again, arresting people unscrupulously. Everyone evaded in a hurry, and only then discovered that the so-called tentacle was not a monster, but a person.

She is surrounded by thick black liquid, which flows around her as if it is alive, and can only guess that she is a woman based on her figure. The disciple who had been captured just now was sucked up by her. She licked her tongue intently, and dangled closer.

The light under the sea was dim, and it was not until the tentacles approached Mu Yungui that she could see her face clearly. Mu Yungui used his sword to fend off the black liquor, shocked in his heart.

Huan Xue Jin? How did she become like this?

Before Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci were walking around in the Huan family mansion, they had indeed wondered where Huan Xuejin was. According to the dream of Huan Mandala, Huan Xuejin finally entered the home of Huan and became the ultimate winner. Even if she is not in the home of the lord, she should be in the treasure pavilion, the book pavilion, and so on. Why does she stay in the sword mound and become a monster who doesn't know whether it is a fairy or a devil?

Huan Xuejin seemed to have completely lost his mind as a person. Huan Mandala turned into a grieving ghost, at least able to speak and think, but Huan Xuejin was completely demonized, only killing and eating in his eyes. How is she different from an animal like this?

Huan Xuejin floated in the air, and the black liquid beneath him split into countless tentacles, like a queen patrolling her territory, laughing wildly. The black liquid tentacles around her kept slashing undead, fascinating and unpredictable. Once entangled, she would undoubtedly die. Wuji sent his disciples to deal with it in a very embarrassing manner.

The leader tried to awaken her mind: "Senior calm down. I will wait for the Huan Zhiyuan, the head of the Nai Wuji group, to rescue the disciples of the Huan family. If the senior is the Huan family, you can sit down and have a talk."

When Mu Yungui heard the words of the leading disciple, he knew it was going to be bad. Sure enough, Huan Xuejin was startled when he heard the name, and muttered in a low voice: "Huan Zhiyuan...Uncle, you are finally here, you let us wait. It's so bitter."

The leading disciple was overjoyed when he saw that he thought there was a show, but the next second Huan Xuejin was furious, and countless tentacles rushed towards the group of disciples. Her hair was drifting backwards, the black stripes on her cheeks hovered quickly, her eyes were crazy and bloodthirsty, like a ghost: "Kill you, and I will get more powerful power, and I will be able to leave Yin City. I am the master of the Huan family. !"

Even in this situation, Jiang Shaoji didn't dare to face it head-on, he grabbed Mu Yun to return, and said shortly: "Run."

Mu Yungui had been ready long ago. As soon as the tentacles were laid out, she leaped backwards, passing through the dense black liquor lightly, and a few fell out of the attack range of the tentacles. Others did not have the good luck of Mu Yun's return. They were covered by a net of heaven and earth, and they chopped off endless tentacles in vain. Once the tentacles touched the body, their spiritual power would quickly disappear from the body and instantly lose the ability to resist.

The leading disciple looked shocked, listening to this woman's voice, she should be the head's niece. The head of the family came from a well-known family, and his wealth was pure and noble. Huan's family was also full of immortal cultivators. It can be seen that this woman's killing method is no different from that of Warcraft!

In the blink of an eye, several disciples were strangled by the tentacles, screaming and turning into corpses. The more disciples who died, the stronger Huan Xuejin became, and the more violent his attack, which gradually became an endless loop. Dongfang Li had suffered injuries on his leg. Later, he always felt powerless when he learned to pick the stars. It may not be obvious in normal times. Now this desperate moment has suddenly become fatal. Seeing Mu Yungui flying away from the attack like a fairy descending to the earth, she really hated her. At this time, Dongfang Li didn't know how a wave of air surged behind Dongfang Li, she was pushed staggering, and a black tentacles took the opportunity to hit her.

Dongfang Li bends down, evades in a hurry, and draws his tentacles across her collar to hook out the leash inside her. Dongfang Li clearly remembered that he used the toughest spiritual silk to thread the rope. Even a knife and axe couldn’t break the silk thread. But now, with just a light hook by the black liquor, the spiritual silk was all broken. Thing is thrown outside by force.

Dongfang Li's heart trembled, his face instantly changed. However, it was too late, and Nangongxuan was not far away, clearly seeing the jade pendant falling from Dongfang Li.

There are red flakes floating in the jade bii, clear and pure, with restrained aura. It is the jade pendant that the previous life has brought endless opportunities for Nangong Xuan. He rubbed this jade many times in his previous life, and there is absolutely no possibility of admitting his mistake!

The air seemed to stagnate for a moment, and the next second dense black liquid tentacles poured over, stopping Nangongxuan and Dongfang Li. Dongfang Li and Nangongxuan said badly at the same time. However, when they came out of the encirclement, they found that there was nothing in the middle.

The two looked at each other, although no one said a word, killing intent had already emerged in their hearts. Finally, Dongfang Li smiled first, and asked with concern: "Brother Nangong, are you okay?"

Nangongxuan shook his head calmly: "I'm fine."

After speaking, the two sneered in their hearts together. Nangong Xuanxindao still pretended, only the two of them saw the jade pendant just now, he didn't get it, didn't it fall into Dongfang Li's hands? No wonder he suddenly encountered a cave-in on Tianjue Island. It turned out that it was a ghost made by Dongfang Li.

Dongfang Li also called the system madly in his heart: "System, the male lead found out that I had hidden his jade pendant and took the jade pendant away. What should I do?"

The system was stunned at this result. It was obviously a full-point start. Why did it come to this point? It paused for a while, then broke the jar and said: "Go out from Yincheng first, and take a step at a time for the next thing."

Dongfang Li gritted his teeth and focused on the inexhaustible black liquor tentacles in front of him. Even if you offend the protagonist, that's something after going out. If she can't get out, she will die here soon, so what else is there to talk about the protagonist and the protagonist?

Mu Yungui stopped outside, looked in anxiously, and occasionally cut off a few fish that slipped through the net. She waited for a while, and finally saw Jiang Shao resign. Mu Yungui breathed a sigh of relief and immediately greeted him: "Why did you come out?"

Jiang Shaocai put the jade pendant on the palm of his hand away and smiled softly: "It's okay, have some fun. Let's go."

Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci obtained secret Taoist mantras from Huan Mantu, so there is no need to entangle with Huan Xuejin. The two of them turned and left. Dongfang Li saw that Mu Yun was about to leave in the trapped formation. He gritted his teeth and asked desperately: "System, is there any way to lead this monster to them?"

The system thought for a moment, and said: "Yes. But it needs hard work."

Heart blood is the essence of the blood of the whole body. There is so much blood in the human body, but it can only condense into two or three drops. The monks are very concerned about the central blood, no one is willing to give up if it is not necessary.

At the juncture of life and death, Dongfang Li really didn't mind whether the harm would be great. She gritted her teeth and said: "If you can use it, give it to me quickly."

The system was silent, and the things were exchanged soon. A Gu worm appeared silently in Dongfang Li's palm. She bit her lip, sacrificed her blood, then threw it in the direction where Mu Yun returned, and quickly rebuked "Go."

The Gu worm fell to the ground and immediately came back to life, quickly swimming towards Muyungui like a glowing tadpole. When Huan Xuejin smelled this breath, her eyes suddenly became round, and she chased after the smell regardless.

The black liquor that enveloped the Promise disciples was withdrawn in an instant. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they felt the ground shaking. Qiu Hu saw the monster rushing towards Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Brother Jiang and Sister Pastor, be careful!"

Mu Yungui felt movement behind her, and when she turned her head, she first saw a glowing Gu worm, and then saw Huan Xuejin fishing behind. At this time, the passage behind him opened, and a crack was like a long and narrow eye, silently watching all sentient beings. Huan Xuejin caught the Gu worm at the same time, and the momentum stopped.

Dongfang Li took the opportunity to shout from the back: "There is a crack in front, push this monster into the crack!"

When Qiu Hu heard, Huo Di turned back: "What did you say?"

Life is hanging by a thread, and there is really no fellowship to talk about. Although there were still two people standing there, it was obvious that most of the lives were more important. The leading disciple kept quiet and charged, hitting Huan Xuejin's back. Some of the others were silent, some looked on with cold eyes, and some secretly increased their strength.

Only when Nangongxuan saw the crack, his pupils tightened.

In the previous life, it was a similar scene, except that he accidentally touched the mechanism and fell into the crack. In order to protect themselves, the surrounding disciples also chose to shut him and the monster together in the gap. Only Mu Yungui rushed to rescue him, and was accidentally hit by the monster, and the two fell into the crack together. Later, they struggled to get rid of the monster, and then strayed into a more weird canyon. She had injuries on her body and was inconvenient to move, and finally died at the bottom of the valley.

Nangongxuan still remembers that when the sword aura struck, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sea surged, and the aura was so strong that he had only seen it in his life. If it hadn't been for Mu Yun to block a blow for him, he would have been killed by the sword.

Mu Yungui traded his life for him to breathe for a moment, and Nangong Xuan was able to escape. Later, he somehow walked into a maze, was dragged by the jade pendant, and found the Lingxu sword art and sword bone.

Today, the time, reason, and characters have all changed, but Mu Yungui is still falling into the cracks. If she pushes the person next to her at this moment, with the recoil, she still has a chance to get out of the crack. But she didn't. Nangong Xuan watched as the crack closed, Mu Yungui, Jiang Shaoci, and the monster disappeared into the depths of the waves together.

Nangongxuan's heart fell fiercely, as if something very important had left him. Nangongxuan didn't know what was going on with this horrified feeling. He comforted himself that he had tried his best to save Mu Yun back. With such a fate, there was nothing he could do. The most important thing now is to quickly find the sword bone.

When he came out of the canyon in his previous life, he knew a secret road and didn't need to break through the cracks. Mu Yungui is dead, he should do his own thing.

Obviously he knows everything, why is it still so uncomfortable in his heart?

The moment the crack closed, Jiang Shaocai tweeted softly: "Look, you saved them not long ago. Those people stood in the crowd, and none of them spoke."

Mu Yungui felt very open: "It is my choice to save people, and it has nothing to do with them; they choose to protect themselves at the moment of life and death, and it is also human nature. I am not saving people for repaying, so why should I complain."

Jiang Shaocai laughed, but he was really a fool. The disciples of the Promise faction can no longer see, Jiang Shaocai no longer has to hide his clumsiness, drew his sword and stabs Huan Xuejin's body heavily. Just now, so many disciples of the Promise faction have chopped the tentacles of the black liquid that were constantly cutting, and under Jiang Shaoci's sword, they were like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and they were adjusted to zero.

Jiang Shaoci gritted his teeth and said: "I have tolerated you for a long time. I hate things with no legs and things with a lot of legs in my life. You dare to come and disgust me."

Jiang Shaocai's tentacles were bald, and Huan Xuejin was over with his last sword, but he still felt that his body couldn't respond. Mu Yungui was just a wrong god, and the monster died. She blinked in amazement and said, "Aren't you staying for questioning?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head vigorously, "No, pick a good-looking one. I don't want to see it again at a glance."

Mu Yungui silently watched Jiang Shaocai keep wiping his fingers, and said, "Or, do you find a place to wash your hands first?"

Jiang Shaocai shook his head, insisting that he was fine. Mu Yungui glanced at him and said nothing. She looked at the dark valley below and sighed: "It turns out that she hid things in a ray of sky."

No wonder Huan Xuejin felt that the sword art was nearby, but could not find it. Because, Ling Xu Jian Jue and Jian Bone were used by Huan Mandala's space formation method, overlapping into the line of sky.

The sky was originally steep, but now it was submerged by sea water, and the thin crack was like the eyes of hell, waiting for people to come. Mu Yun returned to the lower reaches. Seeing that Jiang Shaocai was still having trouble with her own hand, she couldn't bear to hold his hand and pull it away: "Okay, there is nothing in your hand."