Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 175: My mind is as firm as a rock
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—One of the revisions I made earlier was that I made a mistake yesterday in writing Wu Yue'e's name for Tom Nishang as "family master", which should be "ancestor". There is a big difference in seniority between the two.
A bright moonlight shines in the mid-air, but it flashes forward extremely fast. The cold light that can be seen in the sky is the remaining phantom. Even many low-level monks in the Western Wilderness are surprised that they can actually shine in the sky. I saw the real bright moon in the yellow sand sky in the Western Wilderness, and I called my friends to come and watch.
When Meng Nishang came to "visit", she naturally used the most generous escape method, without turning into a wisp of cold air and sneaking in, nor moving through the air.
As he was approaching Tianji City, suddenly the dark green mist filled the surrounding area, shrouding Meng Nishang in it, and a cry of "Fellow Daoist Meng, stop" sounded in his ears.
Meng Nishang did not force a breakthrough, but showed a plain white figure, her eyebrows were lightly swept, her face was stunning but indifferent and careless, she did not have any emotional fluctuations in the interception of the curse spring, a bright moon rose behind her head, and the film The clear moonlight is as misty as a veil, dreamy and beautiful, and cold to the bone, keeping out the dark green mist. Wherever it shines, the mist begins to assimilate and dissolve into the vast cold fairy light
Behind this bright moon, Meng Nishang's entire figure was shrouded by an illusory and vast moon. Every inch of clear light and every piece of moonlight seemed to be transformed into many Taoist texts.
At the same time, the howling cold wind blew, and countless exquisite and abnormal snowflakes, as if condensed by the laws of heaven and earth, fell, turning the surrounding area into a world of ice and snow, faintly overlapping with a virtual world of ice and snow, and the power of the ice and snow avenue was integrated into it. Among them.
Meng Nichang took action without saying a word. True Lord Cursed Spring was almost caught off guard. Fortunately, he was also a true Lord of Heavenly Immortals who had been advanced for more than three thousand years. Although he had only mastered the three immortal arts related to voodoo. The fifth level, but also quite close to the avenue, his mind is as pure as a mirror, reflecting thousands of things, Danger reacted, and he also understood that Meng Nishang's heart was very strong and could not be moved by words, so the dark green figure rolled back Twelve dark green wooden dolls appeared in the mist.
They are old, simple, and gloomy, with eyes, noses, mouths and other facial features painted on their faces like children's graffiti. Either the eyes are crooked or the noses are slanted, or the mouths are big and the eyes are small. They appear strangely like laughing, crying, angry,... Twelve expressions such as hate, resentment, sadness, sorrow, and greed. These dolls are only about the size of a palm, but the clothes on their bodies are of different colors, gorgeous and exquisite, just like real clothes from the immortal family. They are the "Dutian Witch Cursed Dolls" that are the natal treasures of Lord Cursed Spring.
As soon as they appeared in the rolling dark green mist, dense green colorless thin lines appeared, emanating from their bodies and extending into the void. The faces of several of the dolls were still distorting and changing. I almost became like Meng Nichang every time, but unfortunately I failed every time, but with the blessing of those dark green thin lines, a blurred, simple yellow scarecrow also appeared in the dark green mist. Every straw and every expression are full of The meaning of resentment and curse is also like the illusion of countless Taoist words, which can withstand the vast cold fairy light, cold wind, ice and snow.
There are constantly dark green mist melting into the gauze-like Guanghan fairy light or being frozen into thick frost by snowflakes and cold winds. There are also constant scenes of Guanghan fairy light, snowflakes and cold wind hitting the dark green mist Strangely collapsed and disappeared.
Meng Nishang's heart was as calm as a thousand-year-old ice lake, even though as those "Dutian witchcraft dolls" changed, waves of love, hate, joy, joy, resentment, anger, love, and desire passed through her mind. There is also no trace left by Yan Guo, leaving no trace for the power of the witchcraft to be added, making the transformation of the doll always difficult
"I once heard that this woman was the one chosen by Yu Yu for his fortune, and that she was determined and outstanding, and her Taoist heart and perseverance far exceeded her peers. Now she is well-known as soon as she sees her. It is just more than a thousand years of cultivation. Regardless of her destiny, Both spiritual treasures and immortal arts are not inferior to me." Zhenjun Curse Spring sighed secretly. If he saw Meng Nichang's various fifth-level ice and snow and lunar magic, he would be devastated.
While using voodoo magic to fight against Meng Nishang, the True Monarch of Curse Spring was on high alert that the borrowed magical treasure that could reach the sky would not be released. He was afraid that even if he used it, Meng Nishang would be able to hold back the Penglai faction for a few moments. The people entered the city with the Tongtian Lingbao. Even if they killed all the Voodoo Sect, they would still have enough time to return to Meng Nichang's aid.
Outside Tianji City, a blizzard broke out in half of the sky, with a bright moon in it, while half of the sky was covered by dark green mist, like a swamp miasma.
In Tianji City, in the main hall of Tianji Mansion, Lin Xuantong was fully aware of the situation outside, but he did not have the slightest fear or worry. Dressed in linen, he walked out of the back hall leisurely, stood at the top of the main hall, and almost A disciple immediately stepped forward and stood aside, waiting for instructions.
"The next step should be to officially announce the establishment of the Voodoo Sect." The wrinkled old woman was excited and looking forward to it. There was no doubt whether the seven major sects could break through the two true kings and join forces. Then Absolutely not.
Lin Xuantong saw that the number of people was sparse, so he didn’t mind. Anyway, when our sect truly establishes a firm foothold, it will be on par with the seven major sects, or even surpass other sects, and be on an equal footing with Guanghan and Penglai. By then, Some of the guests came to congratulate them.
"Thank you fellow Taoists for coming to our Voodoo Sect today." Lin Xuantong's deep magnetic voice rang out
But at this moment, a dark golden sword light that looked like thick soil flew in from the gate, slashing straight at Lin Xuantong, accompanied by a voice that contained sadness and anger: "Before the Voodoo Sect opens, we need to The blood debt must be settled one by one."
Dark gold sword light and sword intent are high and sharp. During the change, I don’t know how many small sword lights are separated. It is vast and immeasurable, and it is like the deep earth and the top of the mountains. Lin Xuan is surrounded by them. With one sword, he can form an immortal formation. , and it can explode within a small area without affecting other people in the hall, which shows that the attainments in swordsmanship are very extraordinary.
Lin Xuantong was not in a hurry. A flag streamer appeared behind him. The surface of the flag seemed to be cut from ordinary linen cloth. It was old and dirty. There were twelve dark green ghost characters on it, which contained deep voodoo spells. Among them, it is the linen sacred flag, the pure Yang magic weapon of the Three Tribulations, given by True Monarch Curse Spring. When it is gently unfolded, the twelve scrawled words that look like human faces flash a subtle dark light, continue to evolve and combine, and finally come to an end. It became two strange dark green Taoist characters of "break and scatter".
As soon as these two words appeared, the deep earth surrounding Lin Xuantong and the overwhelming mountains immediately collapsed uncontrollably, and soon turned into a dark gold majestic and thick flying sword again, flying back. He stepped in from the main entrance of the hall. A majestic man in his thirties wearing white mourning clothes and a beard.
However, it was not easy for Lin Xuantong to repel the dark golden sword light. Not only did the two dark green strange Taoist characters "break and scatter" disappear, but even the linen sacred banner was swaying unsteadily, and the dark light flickered on and off him. A trace of bright red flashed across his face, and it was obvious that the flying sword was of the same rank as the hemp-clothed divine banner
After the bearded man raised his sword and failed to kill Lin Xuantong, he was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he circled the dark golden flying sword in front of him and bowed to Tianji Hall: "Teacher Yun Yi, Disciple Wei Boshu has come to avenge you." His thoughts were rolling in his mind as he recalled his acquaintance with Master Yun Yi of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
He had a small adventure and entered the path. During the period of entrainment, he fell into a desert fantasy and found this thick earth-carrying sword next to a corpse. According to the jade slip left behind by the corpse, he was Wu Qiang, a casual cultivator. He was extremely lucky in his life. He seemed to be favored by God. Not only did he meet the dying Golden Elixir Master and obtain his storage bag, but he also had a two-evil pure yang magic weapon while practicing in seclusion. He flew directly into his arms and avoided death several times.
Relying on this, he has been taking risks throughout his life, and has achieved continuous benefits and breakthroughs. However, if he walks at night for a long time, he will encounter ghosts. How can he not get his shoes wet when he often stays by the river? Yin Shen Zhenren targeted him, and although he managed to escape with the help of the Thick Earth Sword, he was seriously injured and difficult to treat. After witnessing the Thousand Sword survive the third catastrophe, he died here and left a last words instructing him to obtain his relics. The descendants must be low-key and cautious!
Awakened by these last words, Wei Boshu had been practicing and advancing in a low-key manner. However, after Yuan Ling, the Three Tribulations magic weapon of the Houtu Sword, taught him a sword cultivation technique called "Hou De Sword Technique", He turned to this path, but because what he had learned before was very shallow and what Yuan Ling taught was profound and mysterious, Wei Boshu worked hard to find a sword cultivator to teach him.
Later, by chance, I met Master Yun Yi, received his guidance, and became a half-student. Since then, my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, with eight hundred years of spiritual power and ten years of transcending tribulations.
Lin Xuantong sneered and said: "Lin has killed many monks in his life, so why are you afraid of others seeking revenge? Fellow Daoist Wei, just come and do it."
The dark golden sword light lit up, powerful and thick.
In the cave and sky of the Heaven, Earth, Mountains and Rivers, purple, green, gold, silver, white, black and other colors of lightning shine, and the thunder roars and shakes the sky. Thousands of miles of thick glaciers cover the earth and peaks, and it is freezing and cold. Although Shi Xuan cannot be like Sanxian The great power can change the laws of heaven and earth at will. It cannot even mobilize the power of the entire small thousand worlds like the two-depleted power and let the laws of heaven and earth completely suppress Jing Mingzi. However, it can also control part of the laws of heaven and earth of the small thousand worlds to a limited extent and weaken it. Jing Mingzi has one percent strength.
This is Shi Xuan’s inspiration for fighting skills that he got from being repeatedly suppressed in the Jiuyou World.
Seeing that Jing Mingzi was on guard but did not take action immediately, Shi Xuan understood that he was hesitant. After all, it was unwise for an immortal true king with a long life and a bright future to fight to the death for others.
He was not relaxed at all, but on the surface Shi Xuan was calm and relaxed. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip to put pressure on Jing Mingzi.
"What a terrible tea." Shi Xuan almost spit out the tea, cursing in his heart, Qingsuo, this monkey is really not suitable for making tea! Go back and punish it to silently write "Tian Wai Qing Ming Chapter", which is one of the five true traditions of Tianjian Sect that directly points to Hedao. Qing Suo's heel and foot, if Qing Suo can complete it, the Penglai sect will have one more sword cultivation true tradition. , and the same is true for Ziyingjian's "Floating Purple Sky Chapter".
Jing Mingzi is a middle-aged true king, elegant and elegant, who pays attention to appearance. This kind of monks often cherish their lives more than other monks. Under the illumination and protection of the cave candle, his thoughts turned rapidly. After a moment, he smiled decisively and said: "If it were anyone else, I wouldn't mind drinking tea and discussing mysteries with my Taoist friends, sitting and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, but Mr. Curse Spring and I have shared life and death several times, and we have each other. I’m so sorry for saving my life!”
As soon as he finished speaking, all the clear light from the candle micromirror in the cave merged into one, shining through everything towards Shi Xuan.
But Shi Xuan, who had been prepared for a long time, thought, and the green rope beside him turned into a bunch of ethereal, sharp, bright blue sword light and came forward. The Heavenly Immortal True Monarch really speaks directly to his heart, his mind is as firm as a rock, extremely difficult to convince, and very decisive! RS