Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui followed Jiang Shaocai's line of sight and looked out, the door was empty and there was nothing. But Jiang Shaoci stared there, as if looking at someone.

Mu Yungui became quiet, and silently touched the scabbard with his hand. At this time, there was a flash in the water wave, and gradually a figure condensed: "I don't intend to offend, I have to make this move as a last resort, I hope the two Haihan."

A man in white appeared at the door, his figure was as translucent as fog, as if it would dissipate in the next instant. Mu Yungui could feel that his cultivation was higher than his own, but he couldn't tell the specific number of stars.

However, Rong Jie's situation is not optimistic. What condenses now is his phantom, not himself. The external avatar is closely related to the body, and his avatar is so weak, it can be seen that he himself has reached the point of exhaustion.

Jiang Shaocai was not surprised when he saw Rong Jie, and said, "Let's talk about it, deliberately lead us over, what do you want to do."

Before Jiang Shaoci, it was strange that if Nangongxuan obtained his sword art and sword bones in Yincheng, why didn't Nangongxuan go to the Huan Mandala courtyard or the Treasure Pavilion to get Rong Yan's sword when he went to the sea this time? ? After seeing this wooden house, Jiang Shaocai finally understood.

For six thousand years, what wooden house can be kept in the water for so long? Moreover, the surrounding area is too clean, even if there are living people living in it, it might not be so clean, let alone being abandoned for many years.

Most of the things that are too perfect are fake. Only in the illusion can you never fall in dust and always be quiet and tidy.

As they walked along the way, Huan Mandala’s wronged soul lingered in the forbidden courtyard, half-crazy and half-stupid living in the past; Huan Xuejin stayed in the sword mound, desperately looking for the Lingxu sword art that could make her stronger, and for this Become a monster that is neither human nor ghost; but the other important protagonist of the story, Rong Jie, has never been seen.

His sword remained in the treasure chest, but there was no trace. When a person is at the end, he will fall into his own obsession. Whatever he can't let go of will become something after death. Huan Mandala became a ghost who missed his lover, and Huan Xuejin became a monster who lived by devouring the same kind. If Rong Yan was a genius doctor, where would he go in the last part of his life?

The answer speaks for itself, a thin line of sky.

Rong Jie created an illusion under the canyon, completely restoring the scene of the year, as if time is not old and nothing has changed. If Jiang Shaocai's guess is correct, Nangongxuan did not find Huan Mandala in his previous life, nor did he promise Huan Mandala to do three things, so naturally he didn't know about the treasure pavilion. Like other disciples of the Promise faction, Nangongxuan forcibly attacked from the main entrance, not daring to stay for a long time, and came directly to Jian Tomb.

While they were avoiding Huan Xuejin in Jianzhong, the jade pendant on Nangongxuan's body fell out. Rong Jie felt the aura of jade pendant in the illusion, and out of various considerations, put Nangong Xuan into the canyon.

Although Ling Xu Sword Art was kept by the Huan Family, Rong Jie was the one who really learned Ling Xu Sword Art compared to the Huan Family's two sisters. There was Jiang Shaocai's fetal blood in that jade pendant, and Rong Jie used this to recognize the breath in the jade pendant. It was not difficult to think about it.

Later, Nangongxuan experienced a series of things in the canyon, and was lucky to take away the Ling Xu sword art and sword bone. But this time, Jiang Shaocai was awakened in advance, and he mixed into the team of the outer disciples of the Wuji faction, and came to Yincheng together. Jiang Shaocai discovered Huan Mandala by mistake. If Jiang Shaocai was the only one, he would not care about the wish of a female ghost, and would solve all the troubles with one fist. However, there was Mu Yungui who was very serious about helping Huan Manda fulfill his last wish. They learned the truth six thousand years ago and got Rong Yu's sword. Huan Manda willingly sacrificed his sword for this.

They used the mantra of Huan Mandala to open the channel in the normal way. But Jiang Shaocai guessed that even if they didn't get the formula, Rong Jie would find a way to lead them to the sky.

Rong Jie said: "It's taking the liberty of the next. I should have sent a greeting card to welcome the distinguished guests and sweep the couch to welcome them, but I can't leave the sky. I can only use this method. Please forgive me."

Jiang Shaocai laughed and said mercilessly: "If you have something to say, don't use these high-sounding nonsense to disgust me."

Rong Jie seemed very comfortable with Jiang Shaocai's temper. He still stretched out his hand elegantly and said, "This matter is a long story. Please sit down and let me speak slowly."

Rong Jie led the two to sit down. Because this was an illusion, Rong Jie didn't give tea or other gifts, and said straightforwardly: "In the years in exile, I devoted myself to swordsmanship. I didn't pay attention to the outside world. I only know that my cousin has cultivated a lot of miles. I later asked her aside and asked her. She vowed to say that her practice was bestowed by the masters of the Immortal Realm Continent, and that all her cultivation was the right way. I saw that she was thorough in the details in her rhetoric, and had no doubts. Buried the bane."

Mu Yungui couldn't help asking: "Could it be that she was deceived, and the person who gave her the exercises was an evil cultivator?"

Rong Jie shook his head: "I don't know who it is, I only know that it comes from Kunlun Sect."

"Kunlun Sect..." Mu Yungui gasped in silence, "Isn't this the sect where Jiang Ziyu belongs? By the way, many years ago, the head of Huan and Zhan Qianxi were also under the Kunlun sect."

Rong Jie was slightly startled when he heard Jiang Ziyu's name, and his eyes swept towards Jiang Shaocai. He found Jiang Shaocai with an expression that had nothing to do with me. He realized in his heart and pretended that he didn’t know anything. He said, “Kunlun Sect is the first sect of the immortal world. I found that my cousin’s whereabouts were getting more and more strange. Not only did she start a lot of work, but she also opened up several medicine gardens. She was not interested in medicine before. If she said that for business, she only grows and does not sell. I secretly watched for a while and found that she had In three months, I will go to the drugstore for a short stay. When I return, my cultivation level will be greatly improved."

Jiang Shaocai asked: "What kind of medicine does she plant?"

Rong Jie said, "I also suspected that, for this reason, I sneaked into the medicinal garden several times. However, what is planted in the medicinal field is indeed an elixir, with seedlings on the periphery. Lingcao has some experience. I observed for a long time and finally found something in the soil. She didn’t know what was mixed in the soil. The elixir grows extremely fast and can swallow each other. When the seedlings grow to a certain extent, they are next to each other. The spirit grass of the empire begins to wrestle, and the weaker side will become the nourishment of the strong. After repeated screening, the surviving spirit medicine will become bigger and stronger, and the power contained in it will become stronger and stronger."

Jiang Shaocai thoughtfully, this kind of training method reminded him of raising Gu. Mu Yungui asked: "I heard that when the seedlings are planted close together, they will compete with each other for nourishment. Is this the way to swallow them?"

Rong Jie shook his head: "No, it's like a human being. As long as one party loses in the struggle, it will be sucked up instantly."

Mu Yungui's pupils dilated, she hesitated to speak, and finally whispered: "Isn't this the magic plant?"

Only Mozhi has such a strong killing ability, not only swallowing the same kind, but also swallowing birds, fish, insects and even beasts. The cause of the Age of Domination has always been a mystery in the history books. It has been debated for many years, and there is no consensus. But what if the disaster was caused by the monk himself from the beginning?

Rong Jie sighed, nodded, and generously admitted: "Yes, those are the rudiments of the monsters, and the culprits of Yincheng's appearance as it is now. I instinctively felt ominous and wanted to let my cousin stop planting. But one tasted the sweetness. How do people who are willing to stop, she insisted that these seeds were given by the fairy gate, there would be no problem, but to expand the scale one step further. Everyone has their own way of cultivation, I can't let others just because I feel uncomfortable. Cultivation. In fact, I should have been more decisive at that time."

Rong Jie's words were full of regret, and Mu Yun fell silent after hearing it. It is always easy to Zhuge Liang afterwards, but the person involved is in the game and has to get in touch with a lot of news every day. How does he know that one of his actions or even a certain idea will become the source of disaster in the future?

Mu Yungui asked: "What happened later?"

Rong Jie said: "Later, I neglected other places because of investigating the drugstore. Although my cousin and I exchanged meridians were secretive, it took a long time to mobilize the teacher and the crowd. It was inevitable to leak some wind. Talking drunk, telling the story, happened to be heard by Mandala. Mandala was very angry when he learned about it, and would rather destroy his eyes than accept love."

Mu Yungui was a little surprised, but it made sense after thinking about it: "Her eyes were destroyed by herself?"

"Yes." Rong Yan sighed long, his eyes full of vicissitudes, "Why bother, everyone says that I have good aptitude, but I don't really care. She said that it is her idea to give Huan Xuejin the medicine. She won’t regret it even if she comes again, but I don’t need me to pay her favor. When she stayed at the bottom of the cliff, she accidentally left her eyes with sequelae because she opened the white gauze early. See her for the evil practice of teaching her exercises. If her eyes were uncomfortable, she gave her an eye for free. That eye was like jewels and as clear as colored glaze. After being refined into the eyes, it could see through all illusions. Mandala said that these eyes are still valuable for her. These eyes are also my meridians, and they are also two clear."

Rong Jie lowered her eyes, it was obvious that so long had passed, but when she thought about it, she still felt bitter: "That glazed eye has been in her body for so many years, and if it is taken out hastily, even her own eyes will be affected. I have repeatedly said that even her own eyes will be affected. I don't want to dig it out, but she said that it is her business to make a clean break. As for how to deal with it, it has nothing to do with her. It is fine to throw it away. After so many years, she is still so stubborn, how can I be willing to throw it away?"

Mu Yun sighed back: "After that, she became blind, and even her mind stayed in the past, no longer knowing the passage of time, did she?"

Rong Jie nodded: "Yes."

"You are the dumb slave?"

Rong Jie admitted calmly: "After the caretaker said something bad about drunkenness, I withdrew everyone in the small courtyard. I delivered water and food every day, and I did it myself."

Mu Yungui didn't know what to say, perhaps Rong Jie was right. If he didn't have the surname Rong, and she didn't have the surname Huan, all this pain would not happen, and they would have a happy ending. However, good luck tends to play tricks on people. From the beginning, their position is destined that they will not end well.

Jiang Shaoci suddenly asked, "What does that glazed eye look like?"

Rong Jie spread out the palms of his palms, and a dark and transparent bead emerged from his pale and lanky palms, and deep blue shattered light floated in it, like a galaxy, condensed in a gem.

If it weren't for Rong Jie's words, Mu Yungui couldn't see that this was an eyeball at all, and it would be perfectly fine to say that it was some kind of precious gem. Jiang Shaoci snorted and said, "Sure enough, I said which eye practice method can crack all illusions, it turned out to be theirs."

Mu Yungui heard what was wrong, and asked hurriedly, "Do you know what?"

Jiang Shaocai said: "This is not the so-called Liuli Eye at all, but the broken eye."

When Rong Jie heard this name, he also showed a clear expression: "It turned out to be a broken pupil. No wonder."

Mu Yun looked around and suddenly wondered if she had missed something. Why does she feel that the knowledge bases of her and Jiang Shaocai and Rong Jie are not synchronized?

Rong Jie was a monk before the punishment of heaven, and his knowledge was not uncommon, but Rong Jie didn't recognize what it was at first, and Jiang Shaoci had ideas only after hearing the description. If you know that Rong Jie has lived for six thousand years, why would Jiang Shaoci's knowledge exceed Rong Jie?

There were many thoughts in Mu Yungui's mind, but she did not show them, and still quietly asked, "What is the broken pupil?"

Jiang Shaoci simply explained: "Breaking the pupil is the unique technique of the northern dialect. After practicing, the eyes can foresee the future. It seems that the evil cultivator's status is not low, and even the northern dialect's things dare to move."

After Mu Yun listened, the brows moved slightly. Can visualize with both eyes and predict the future... Isn't this her?

Jiang Shaoci heard it almost. He moved his fingers and said, "I'm tired of listening to these stories of you. If you have any questions, let's just say it."

Rong Jie said solemnly, "Because of my temporary benevolence, Yincheng made a big mistake. I thought it would be fine as long as I watched closely and don't let the medicinal plants flow into the outside world. As everyone knows, the roots of medicinal plants on the ground have already been flooded. Those. Plants are very evil. They swallow each other but reproduce extremely fast. The victor keeps leaving offspring. Unknowingly, the roots of these things have been eroded beneath the land. The ground seems calm, but in fact it is an empty city. One day, those plants Suddenly it broke out and the entire continent fell towards the ocean. The natural disaster came too suddenly, and most mortals died at the moment of the disaster. The remaining monks wanted to save Yin City at first, but later wanted to take care of themselves. In the end, everyone did. No matter what, I just want to leave the bottom of the sea and return to the world."

Mu Yungui asked: "Has anyone succeeded?"

Rong Yan shook his head: "I don't know. When I was investigating Yaozhi, I started to inquire about something. Later, Yincheng sank, and I knew it was the Huan family's retribution. Friends, but the Rong family and the Huan family have been dazzled a lot over the years of marriage. Now that retribution is coming, how can I have the face to run for my life? The debts owed by the predecessors always have to be paid by someone. I did not leave Yincheng, and He has been guarding the sword art and sword bones here, waiting for the destined person."

Jiang Shaocai smiled softly when he heard the "destined person". Rong Jie didn't say much, he said directly: "But the one who founded the Lingxu Sword Art... Senior Jian Feng is unique and unfettered. His sword spirit, hostility, and resentment have coexisted for so many years, and gradually become uncontrollable. In the past few years, I was able to repress, and in recent years I have become more and more unable to do what I want. Fortunately, the two have come. Otherwise, it is not a pity that I will die. The inheritance of the predecessors will be lost in the sea."

At this point, Rong Jie's meaning is very clear. Mu Yun returned: "Do you want us to help you solve Lingxu Sword Jue's hostility? However, you are higher than our cultivation base, longer than our time to comprehend Sword Jue, and even you can't control it. What can we do? ?"

Rong Jie stood up and bowed his hands solemnly when he heard this righteousness: "I have been waiting for someone who is destined for a long time. If neither of them succeeds, no one will be able to conquer Lingxu Sword Art and Nirvana Sword Bone that day."

Rong Jie had always said "two persons" in his words, but Jiang Shaocai knew that Rong Jie had said these things to him. Seeing that Rong Jie is still witty, Jiang Shaoci stretched out his hand and said, "Bring the broken pupil."

When Rong Jie heard it just now, he was prepared. Without saying a word, he protected the broken pupil like a jewel in the starry sky in his aura and solemnly handed it to Jiang Shaoci. The spirit hood touched Jiang Shaoci's hand, but he didn't take it away, but placed it in Mu Yungui's palm.

Jiang Shaocai grabbed the sword casually and walked out casually: "Protect her."

Upon seeing this, Mu Yungui hurriedly got up: "Jiang Shaoci, what are you doing?"

Shao Rong Jie said that there is a four-star or even a five-star cultivation base, so that there is nothing to do with the sword aura. It's hard to say whether Jiang Shaocai's current cultivation base has gotten a star, he actually planned to go alone?

When Rong Jie heard the name, the expression on his face was slightly subtle. But he still stopped Mu Yungui two steps away, and said gently but firmly: "Girl, don't worry, Jiang..."

Rong Jie got stuck, hesitated for a while, and finally chose an ambiguous name, and continued: "Young Master Jiang will not do anything uncertain. The front is very dangerous for the girl. You come forward. It will only distract him, so I might as well wait here."

Mu Yungui naturally understands this truth, but Jiang Shaoci loves to die, who knows if he is really sure or playing with it. As Jiang Shaocai stepped out of the hospital, the quiet and simple courtyard was instantly broken into powder, and the rocky black soil with the smell of rot was visible to the eye. How could there be any small farmyard?

At the same time, a sword aura whistled, and there was a tsunami-like buzzing sound as it moved. Mu Yungui was so shocked by the sword aura that he backed away and couldn't open his eyes. Jiang Shaocai stood in the forefront, and the shock should be the strongest, but he didn't move at all, and he didn't even raise his hand until the sword qi was approaching, and raised his sword to stop the sword qi.

The two forces met, the sword was cut in half with a clank, and rushed to the side in a whirl, smashing a huge boulder into debris in an instant. Jiang Shaocai looked at his broken blade, and nodded with a smile, "It is indeed very hostile."

When Mu Yungui saw this scene, her heart was tense. She took the snow-white sword and tried to throw it at Jiang Shaoci: "Jiang Shaoci, change the sword soon."

"No." Jiang Shaocai used a broken sword to pull a sword flower. This is only an ordinary iron sword. It can be exchanged for five points in the Promise faction. The swords for self-defense in the villagers' homes may be better than this one. But in the hands of Jiang Shaoci, this long sword, which was broken in half and lacked a sharp blade, showed an aura of the gods blocking the killing of the gods and buddhas.

Mu Yungui was holding the silver sword in his hand, his slender fingers were tight, and the fingertips were even clearer than the patterns below. Rong Jie used an aura to protect Mu Yun's return, the tide was surging, and the mud and sand were rising, but there was no debris that could get close to Mu Yun's return.

Rong Jie held the enchantment with one hand, looked forward, and sighed sincerely: "The energy swallows the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon are overwhelming, and the sword cuts the void. It turns out that this is the real Lingxu swordsmanship."

Good treasures conceal themselves, and good exercises will choose their own masters. After Jiang Shaoci was sealed, Ling Xu's swordsmanship became a masterless thing. It has sunk on the bottom of the sea for another six thousand years, and has been continuously strengthened by grievances and hostility, making it almost invincible.

It can be said that each of these sword auras is an extension of the Lingxu Sword Art, and they are not afraid of pain or tiredness. They strictly follow the blueprints and carry infinite hostility between them, and their lethality is extremely powerful. Mu Yungui looked extremely worried, no wonder Rong Jie, a high-ranking monk, was dying of torment by it. Such a powerful sword aura was simply shocking.

Jiang Shaoci was immersed in the sword formation and had no time to pay attention to external affairs. Sword Qi surged, and he quickly flipped through a book in front of his eyes, and the sword moved by himself.

When on Tianjue Island, Jiang Shaoci tried to crack the Lingxu Sword Art. But at that time he was studying Nangong Xuan. He stared at Nangong Xuan without blinking for several days and nights. When he found out that Nangong Xuan had misunderstood, he quickly wrote it down and used it as a breakthrough. But in the final analysis, he still relied on Ling Xu Jian Jue.

Now, he wanted to fight with the sword spirit that was condensed from the sword art, whose strength, speed, and moves perfectly matched his vision. Different from the dark history of Qiankun Tianji Jue, Ling Xu Jian Jue is Jiang Shaoci's most outstanding work, and in a sense it is the highest peak of his swordsmanship. Later, he was sealed for thousands of years, his sword bones were destroyed, his meridians were broken, and his cultivation was completely lost. Now he has to avoid even his enemies, how can he compare with himself at his peak?

But when a new sword qi surged in, Jiang Shaocai still used his sword. Was it he who climbed the peak, or was it the dazzling aura of genius? If he didn't worship Kunlun Sect, if he didn't enjoy the best resources, if he didn't have those sparring partners with extraordinary backgrounds, could he get to this point?

Jiang Shaocai held the half-cut sword, slightly staggered, turned to pick, and headed towards the sword energy. He was called Jiang Shaocai when he was born, and changed his name to Jiang Ziyu after he entered Kunlun Sect. Today, he is still him. No matter what name, no matter what identity, as long as he still holds the sword, no one can defeat him.

Even the once glorious self.