A quarter of an hour later, Xu Jingxian regretted his actions.

But she didn't think so much about it a quarter of an hour ago.

Because after she easily opened the door, she saw Yun Hai sitting on the ground with Changming in her arms. The latter was in a coma, with long hair, covered with clouds on the knees and large areas on the ground, her face pale, and blood was winding from the corners of her mouth and flowing into her ears.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like Yun Hai was just killing someone and preparing to destroy the corpse and remove the evidence.

If he didn't bow his head and put his lips on Changming's lips, it would be even more like that.

Xu Jingxian looked at him, couldn't help but take two steps back, and his heart was pounding.

The other party's pressure came over her face, and she felt the invisible pressure.

Yun Haiwu looked at her with dark eyes, without saying anything, and without leaving her lips.

Do you pretend that you didn't see it, turn around and leave, or rush forward to the hero to save the beauty?

She knew the relationship between Yun Hai and Changming, and also knew that the two were enemies and friends, and they were not like ordinary masters and disciples at all. With Yun Hai's attitude of refusing to recognize his relatives in the Nine Abyss, if he suddenly started to madly and wanted to kill Changming, Xu Jingxian would have no doubts.

With my current cultivation level, I may not be able to beat the sea of ​​clouds, and it may be miserable.

But Changming is the thigh she wants to hug.

Yunhai is always happy and angry, and it is as difficult as the sect leader, so it is better to be normal for the sect leader.

Xu Jingxian and Tianren fought, and for a moment of entanglement, and laughed dryly at the sea of ​​clouds.

"What are Senior Brother Yun doing? Do you need help?"

"Go out." Yunhai only has two words, concise and to the point.

"Senior Brother Yun, don't drive him away. Are you injured? Do you need help?" Xu Jingxian took out his basic qualities as a demon cultivator and unknowingly brought the magic skills that charmed people's hearts.

Yun Hai's expression indeed eased a lot.

But before Xu Jingxian could be proud, she bounced over with her sword and rushed straight to the door. If she hadn't flashed quickly, there would be many holes in her forehead.

"Why is Senior Brother Yun so fierce? He scares him!"

"Go out and help him heal his wounds." Yun Hai's face changed, gloomy, looking at him with a scammer.

Under his pressure, Xu Jingxian gritted her teeth and persisted for half a quarter of an hour. She was secretly shocked. She was obviously a real master's cultivation, but in front of the sea of ​​clouds, she felt that Mount Tai was pressing down on her head and couldn't breathe.

This is a kind of deterrence. Both sides can see the approximate strength of their opponents. There are also many bluffs among them, but Xu Jingxian dared not take this risk. She knew that Yunhai could really kill her.

Xu Jingxianxin said that she really couldn't stand it anymore, it was not that she didn't want to save her, it was because the other party was too terrible, she tried her best.

"Then, I'll help you guard outside. Brother Yun just shout if you have something to do!"

After saying that, the soles of my feet were covered with oil and there was no shadow.

Yunhai twitched the corners of his mouth.

"You see, this is the person you are optimistic about the third apprentice?"

"Xu Jingxian is of good qualifications. Although she is not as good as you, she is just a short guy."

The cough sounded, and Changming slowly opened his eyes.

"Also, keep her, not because Zhou can do it, but because she is more reliable than Zhou."

As Jiang Li's layout became bigger and bigger, their fight became deeper and deeper. There were many things. No matter how powerful Changming's ability was, he could not do it all by himself. Just like Jiang Li sent his disciples, demon allies, and even his incarnation several times, not only to deal with Changming, but also to test his current background.

Changming couldn't even figure out what stage Jiang Li's current cultivation level had reached. On the contrary, Changming's strength was clearly reflected in Jiang Li. The enemy was dark and the road ahead was unpredictable.

Yun Hai seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Everyone says that Jiang Li, the leader of the Wanjian Immortal Sect, is the number one person in the world today. But in the past ten years, no one has seen him take action because no one is worth his take action anymore. No one knows his current situation, and only knows that the last time he took action ten years ago was against Fu Dongyuan, the owner of the Shenxiao Immortal Palace at the Qianlin Conference."

Changming supported the ground with his hands and sat up slowly.

"How do you know this? Haven't you been staying in Jiuchong Abyss?"

Yunhai: "Xu Jingxian said."

Changming: "What is the result of that showdown?"

Yunhai: "Defeated defeat."

Changming coughed twice and looked up at him.

Yunhai: "Fu Dongyuan was defeated. It was also from that time that the momentum of the Shenxiao Immortal Palace was gradually taken away by the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Sect. No sect in the world dared to plunder its edge and take the limelight. In the past ten years, people have seen Jiang Li take action, and people know what level he has reached."

Changming: "Have you ever fought with him?"

Yunhai: "He once proposed a discussion about what happened after you entered Wanshen Mountain."

Changming: "How?"

Yun Hai: "We have fought twice in total. The first time, he made a fierce move, too anxious and lost half the lead. The second time, he played steadily and did not decide the winner in the end, but I think he didn't do his best and couldn't figure out his bottom."

Changming thought: "Then he will only be stronger now."

Yun Hai: "Then you still give all the spiritual power of the Four No Swords, but you give up your chance to break through the bottleneck."

Changming wanted to get the Sifei Sword back because this sword was soaked by him for many years, and his spiritual power was extraordinary, which could help him overcome difficulties at critical moments. However, just now, his pride of Yu Nianyue reached the stage of breaking through the eighth level of journey, and happened to encounter the sea of ​​clouds that was as if they were in a demonic way, and the demonic heart entered the body. At the critical moment, Changming finally chose to transfer the spiritual power of the Sifei Sword to the other party to help the other party suppress the demonic nature.

The spiritual power of the Four Non-Swords has been exhausted. As a rare divine weapon, it can still kill demons for Changming to survive the crisis, but it can only rely on the depth of the master's spiritual power to exert its power. The magic will help Changming to overcome the crisis.

"You have lost the precious opportunity to return to the top and lost the qualification to fight Jiang Li." Yun Hai looked at him, "Do you regret it, Master?"

"Look at your palm." Changming refused to answer.

Yun Hai raised his hand and spread his palms.

The red lines that had originally begun to interlaced above have almost dissipated, and the red lines even retreated to the wrist. The color is light and light, in sharp contrast to the original brightness.

Although the demonic energy was not completely eliminated, Changming's efforts were not in vain. At least he had forced the other party's demonic energy into a corner, which was equivalent to finding a cage to lock it up and would not occur again in a short period of time.

"Your inner demon is born, so let me take this result with my own hands." Changming patted his shoulder, "Who made you my most worry-free disciple, Yun Weisi."

From today on, Yun Weisi or Yun Hai has been different, because he has reconciled with him and will no longer care about which name Yu Changming shouted.

Changming didn't feel regretful, he never regretted anything he had done.

There are three thousand people in the world, and one day he will return to the top with himself.

"So now I owe you, Master."

Before he pulled his hand, Yun Weisi held his wrist.

Their bonds between them cannot be settled.

"That year, before you entered Wanshen Mountain, you waited for a long time. Who were you waiting for?"

Changming narrowed his eyes: "Have you just entered my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Yun Weisi: "In order to save you, I am urgently following the power."

Changming looked at him, and the latter looked innocent.

"Very good, it seems that you have given up on love and have merged with the sea of ​​clouds thoroughly."

Yun Weisi: "Emotion is the cause, and sentient beings are the result. The so-called great love of heaven and earth is just a way to observe it with the eyes of a person's limited moment, and to do it with the heart. Only when the water comes naturally can it be practiced."

Changming smiled: "Congratulations to Yun Zun for his sudden enlightenment and his cultivation level will be further improved."

Yun Weisi: "Thank you, Master, for your success, so that I can see my heart clearly."

Changming: "Then can you release your hand now?"

...

Zhou can't die.

But he is even more uncomfortable than death now.

The sky was dark, and from the moment he stepped into this place, there was no day above his head ever since.

But what made him most uncomfortable was not this long dark night.

It is a lotus that is not there.

The stone-carved lotus flowers bloom in a staggered manner within the visible range, and there is no way to avoid it.

The lotus is a Buddhist magic weapon, holy and flawless, but this lotus is not.

They look like stone sculptures, but in fact they have thousands of corpses buried on them, and these stone lotus are the magic tools that carry them.

When a person is alive, peel off the bones, and within a certain secret method, use spiritual medicine to shrink the person to the size of a lotus container that can be put into it, and then put it in it, allowing the recipient to watch his body slowly become part of the container and eventually die in pain. This is the flesh lotus magic weapon.

The magic weapon is one with the body, and the soul and resentment will be imprisoned forever. What Zhou Ke is in is such an endless magic weapon. The barrier built by these evil spirits and resentment may not be able to kill him with one son, but it can trap him here.

There is a net of heaven and earth, you can escape.

Zhou Ke's spiritual power and mind are gradually eroding, his temperament becomes more and more manic, and he is almost on the verge of collapse.

Blood flowed out of the cracked wound, moistening the stone lotus, and the petals slowly bloomed, making it strange and weird.

Zhou Ke wanted to open his eyelids, but he didn't get what he wanted. Now he couldn't even lift a finger.

He was already covered in bruises, but he was never fatal.

The wounds are healing and cracking again and again, endless, and stone lotus of all sizes are clustered around him, just like offerings on the altar.
To be continued...