There is such a cold and beautiful woman in the world, and Wangchuan felt a little demented when he saw it.

The woman stopped talking, looked around and stood quietly aside. Wangchuan came to his senses, scratched his head embarrassedly, and asked curiously: "How could a girl appear in the Chiling Cave Heaven."

The woman looked up and said lightly: "If I don't show up again, you may sink into darkness until you die."

"Thank you for helping me. Wangchuan is grateful." Wangchuan recalled the scene in the darkness and realized the seriousness of the matter. He suddenly felt a chill on his back. The Chiling Cave Heaven seemed to be very rare, and if he was not careful, he would be in a dangerous situation. If it weren't for the last moment, the beautiful woman would appear, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The woman walked gracefully and walked towards the end of the corridor. Wangchuan followed closely behind the woman, wondering why this girl was so cold. Then she thought, only the cold and frosty woman could match her fairy-like temperament.

Wangchuan became more and more curious about the identity of a woman. Only Yun Xiaozi and him knew about the Chiling Cave Heaven. How did this girl know this? This girl has never known each other, and maybe she is kind to help her, but how did she learn about "The Concentration of the Spirit"? This "The Concentration of the Spirit" was awarded by Yun Xiaozi in the mountain village. Could it be that she knew Senior Yun Xiaozi? Seeing that she was about twenty years old, was she a disciple of Senior Yun Xiaozi?

"Is the girl the personal disciple of Senior Yun Xiaozi?"

"Yunxiaozi..." The woman paused and said, "I am the Dongxu Sword Spirit. If I really count it, I can be considered half of Yunxiaozi's disciple."

"Sword Spirit... Girl, are you the sword spirit in this Dongxu Sword?!" Wangchuan pointed to the Dongxu Sword in his hand and asked in surprise, but his heart was excited. Senior Yun Xiaozi once said that objects have spirits, condensed into fetuses, and breaking into cocoons and turning into butterflies, are instrument spirits. Only spiritual weapons can have real weapon spirits. Seeing that this girl's cultivation is far above her, it seems that Dongxu Sword is not as simple as a spiritual weapon.

Thinking of this, Wangchuan respected Senior Yun Xiaozi even more closely, and his questions were also released. Dongxu Sword was originally a personal belonging to Senior Yun Xiaozi. Then, it was not surprising that this woman could learn "The Concentration Art".

The woman stopped, turned her head and forgot about the river excitedly, and asked lightly: "Is there any problem?"

Seeing that the woman had always been indifferent, Wangchuan couldn't guess which sentence she said was happy, and that sentence was unhappy, and he didn't want to annoy her, so he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No... no... girl, get to know each other again, Wangchuan."

"I know." Seeing that the woman didn't want to reveal her name, Wangchuan asked, "Can a girl give her a name?"

The woman stared at Wangchuan and did not speak. Wangchuan himself lost his manners and quickly explained: "Girl, don't misunderstand me. I just think that it seems too distant to call you by a girl."

"The name is just a title, so why bother to care?" The woman looked calm.

"Miss I don't know that there are so many women in the world. If you call me a girl in that bustling downtown, I'm afraid the women on the streets will respond. Wouldn't that be too embarrassing? Maybe you'll be mistaken for being a prodigal son and teasing a good woman." Wangchuan paced back and forth in front of the woman, saying as he walked.

The woman was probably so annoyed that she looked at Wangchuan and her eyes became even colder, but her facial expressions did not change. If you feel troublesome, I won’t come out in the future.

"How can that be? Otherwise, I will call you senior sister in the future. Although I have not joined the sect of Senior Yunxiaozi, I have already regarded Senior as my master in my heart. It is reasonable to call you Senior Sister."

Maybe he didn't want to get involved in this issue anymore, so the woman said "hmm". The woman's indifference made Wangchuan feel a little excited, the air suddenly stagnated, and only footsteps heard in the corridor.

After a while, the woman suddenly spoke, "You can call me Youruo."

"Youruo, the orchid in the valley, and the orchid in the valley, is like a virgin, which is really a good name." Seeing Youruo take the initiative, Wangchuan's previous unhappiness was wiped out, and he continued: "Like a senior sister, it seems like a beautiful orchid in the valley, which is clear and refined."

Youruo suddenly felt that she had made a wrong decision. She continued to walk forward, ignoring Wangchuan who kept muttering behind her. But Wangchuan didn't realize why she became so verbose. Maybe she had been away from her relatives for too long, and suddenly with such a beautiful senior sister, she naturally talked more and became much happier.

"Senior sister...Senior sister, wait for me." Wangchuan muttered for a long time, looked up and found that Youruo had walked away, so he accelerated his pace and rushed over, "Senior sister, why haven't you shown up before?"

"Although you have been in danger many times before, it is not as dangerous as this time. In order to protect you, I can only show up to save you. If I had not forced into your sea of ​​consciousness and awaken your spiritual consciousness, you would have died at this time. Forget the river, don't be lucky. Your cultivation is too low, your Taoist foundation is unstable, and your mind is not firm enough. I can save you for a while, but I can't protect you for a lifetime. You should work harder to practice in the future."

"Sister sister taught me that Wangchuan will definitely practice well in the future." Youruo was still cold and Wangchuan was ashamed, but he was sweet in his heart. Since leaving Moyan Town, Yun Xiaozi is the only one who treats him sincerely in this world. With Youruo's appearance, every word she said was like the care of a close elder sister. He once again felt the warmth of family affection.

"You don't need to be upset. In less than two years, you can break through to the Cave Xuan Realm, which is the best among people."

"Senior sister, with your current cultivation level, what can you look at the entire Longyuan Continent?" Seeing Youruo's face cold and kind heart, Wangchuan let go of his previous restraints.

"There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people. Many capable people in the Longyuan Continent emerged. With my current cultivation level, I cannot reach the upper level. Tian is in the middle level. "Youruo is not an exaggeration. It is not easy for the Dongxu Sword to condense a sword spirit. The sword spirit is originally a body of the virtual spirit, and it is a fertile body of the sword intent. It has seven spiritual souls, but it only lacks three souls.

In order to pursue the ultimate of magical instruments and make up for the shortcomings of the spirit, some practitioners often restrict the three souls of living beings into magical instruments, and use their souls to nourish the fetus to nurture the complete spirits; or seek the innate spiritual fetus born and raised in the earth to refine magical instruments. When the magical instruments are born and raised, the spirit of the instrument appears. The magical instruments are the spirits of the instruments, and the spirit of the instruments are also magical instruments. They not only have three souls and seven spirits, but also have physical entities. Both of these are methods to make up for the acquired shortcomings of the spirits of the instruments, and then they are actually methods to trace the origin of the innate. Therefore, the magical instruments refined by the latter are even more powerful and have the opportunity to enter the Tao and become immortals. However, this is also a legendary method. The innate spiritual fetus has disappeared from the six realms, or they may exist, and there is no blessing.

Whether it is a magic weapon that is born on its own, or a sword spirit born from the method of restraining souls and nourishing the fetus, it is always acquired. How can it be compared with humans, demons, demons, and creatures that have both physical bodies and spiritual consciousness and three souls and seven spirits? Even compared with those who practice ghosts in the underworld, it is not as good as those who practice ghosts. Although those who practice ghosts have no physical body, they have spiritual souls. Therefore, those who practice ghosts have better understanding of the laws of heaven and earth than sword spirits.

The Dongxu Sword Sword Spirit was not conceived independently, but was conceived by soul nourishing the fetus. Youruo is not the current sword spirit. She was originally a purple orchid that had been cultivated and died in a war. The second master of Dongxu Sword could not bear to see Youruo dissipate between heaven and earth, put Youruo's three souls into Dongxu Sword, preaching to her every day, and condensed a sword intent into Dongxu Sword, which made her present Youruo. I will not mention the details here.

The cultivation and growth of the sword spirit depends on the master's understanding and cultivation of swordsmanship. Youruo's several masters are all from heaven and earth, so her cultivation can reach the middle level. However, compared with the spirits of the inherited magic weapons of various sects on the Longyuan Continent Tiangong's list of fetish weapons, her strength can rank among the top ten. However, since Youruo's death, Dongxu Sword has never been born again, so she has never entered the Tiangong's list of fetish weapons.

Wangchuan sighed secretly. Even Youruo's cultivation level cannot reach the upper level. Then my slightest Taoist practice is probably not to reach the upper level. In the huge corridor, Wangchuan asked questions tirelessly, and Youruo responded in a mess.

Before I knew it, I reached the end, a stone wall blocked the way, and there was a bird-shaped statue on the stone wall, and there were two faint flames in the eyes of the giant bird.

"Well? Why is there no road?" Wangchuan looked around in confusion, looking for the road to the underground palace.

Youruo stared at the giant bird, and suddenly a sword energy hit him. The giant stone statue suddenly burst out with dazzling light. The sword energy that Youruo shot was bounced back and shot towards Wangchuan, who was looking for a secret device on the side. Youruo waved his sword finger, and another sword energy rushed out, intercepting the sword energy.

He frowned slightly, Youruo suspiciously, and then said to Wangchuan: "Wangchuan, try injecting the strange fire in your Yuan Mansion into this statue."

"Senior sister, this giant stone statue obviously has a defensive magic array. If I hit the strange fire at it at this time, will it be backfired?" Since this strange fire appeared in the Yuan Mansion, it has not only not hurt Wangchuan, but has instead made Wangchuan have the magical power to control fire. The ordinary flames did not harm him at all. On the way back, Wangchuan had asked Youruo for advice, but Youruo did not see the way it came from.

"How can the strange fire be controlled by you?"

"Okay..." Wangchuan reached out and touched the cold giant crayon statue, and strange fire instilled into the eyes of the giant bird. The stone statue suddenly shone sharply, but it did not attack Wangchuan. The temperature of the stone statue gradually increased, until the entire giant crayon statue changed from black to fiery red, with a loud bird cry, the huge rock blocking the two of them trembled, and Wangchuan involuntarily retreated to Youruo's side.

The corridor was trembling violently, and a rumbling sound was made. The giant crayfish was like cracks, and the cracks became larger and larger. The huge rocks were split into pieces. The open space was revealed behind the huge rocks. Wangchuan slapped it with a palm, and the stones piled at the entrance of the corridor flew out of the entrance of the corridor.

Wangchuan and Youruo walked out and stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked down in front. Outside was a circular site of hundreds of widespread spaces. In the center was a huge palace, and in the dark it looked like a giant beast sleeping soundly. There was also an Optimus Prime dozens of feet high, and a giant gold-engraved croaker hanging above the stone pillar. The gun was 1,3,8 inches and four centimeters long. The gun had nine sun-angled elbows at the head of the gun, and there was a gold-engraved lever on the left and right sides of the gun. Looking at it from afar, the gun was red and the scorching flame was released from the gun body.

Wangchuan recognized this gun. In the illusion array, he saw with his own eyes that Chi Yan was fighting with Ling Xuan’s fairy platform. This gun was Chi Yan’s Tianfeng Jiuyao Spear. Unexpectedly, when Ling Xuan brought Chi Yan to the world, he also brought the Tianfeng Jiuyao Spear. A thought flashed through Wangchuan’s mind, since the Tianfeng Jiuyao Spear appeared here, then did Chi Yan wear a vermilion god armor and Ling Xuan’s bird blade also be in this underground palace?

The Heavenly Phoenix Nine-Star Spear, Divine Armor and Bird Blade are objects in the heavenly realm, and there is no doubt that the immortal weapon will be. Any random thing will cause a huge sensation in the world of cultivation. It is said that every man is innocent and a treasure is guilty. Wangchuan believes that his cultivation is not good enough and his immortal weapon is not enough to protect his immortal weapon, and there is already a hole-virtual sword, so he should not have greed again.

"The immortal weapons are beyond the control of ordinary people, so you should give up your thoughts as soon as possible. With your current cultivation level, even if the immortal weapons choose you as the main one, it will be harmful to you without any benefit." You Ruowen Wangchuan was stunned on the spot, his eyes left the Tianfeng Jiuyao Spear for a moment, and he couldn't help but persuade him with kind words.

Wangchuan smiled and held the Dongxu Sword and said, "Senior Sister, the magical weapons are ultimately external objects, not to mention that I already have the company of Dongxu Sword and Senior Sister, how could I not be satisfied?"

"Just understand." As soon as Youruo finished speaking, his hand was pulled out of the corridor by Wangchuan, "Senior sister, since she has arrived here, why not go in and take a look."

Standing in the air and looking around. I saw murals carved on the surrounding walls, which were really amazing and breathtaking. The murals record the stories of Ling Xuan and Chi Yan’s lives. The scenes all appeared in my mind, Yiwangshan, Phoenix Divine Realm, Douxiantai...

After a long time, Wangchuan sighed, "The sun and the moon are flying, and the stars are changing. In the past, Feng Jiaozi and Princess Zhuque fought against the immortal platform, but ended up like this. It is really a pity. People in the world only say that the legend of phoenix is ​​circulating in Fengming Mountain. Who would have thought that Ling Xuan and Chi Yan were buried under Fengming Mountain? How many people can remember this heroic story?"

Sorrow is coming to my heart, deep in my sadness, Forgetful River is sad. Although he does not know what it is, he has also heard of life and death. "What is love in the world, it teaches people to live and die together. The two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have several cold and heat. Joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and evening snow, who will only go to?"

Wangchuan was immersed in the grief of Ling Xuan and Chi Yan and couldn't extricate himself. He remembered that he was separated from his close relatives and loved Gods forever, and he felt even more empathized with him.

"Life and death have a destiny, and there is the will of heaven in the dark. Wangchuan, why should you be sad?" Wangchuan's sorrowful tears were incomprehensible. In her opinion, death is everyone's fate, it is nothing more than the difference between early death and late death. Ling Xuan and Chi Yan's death can be fulfilled. What's more, Wangchuan and Ling Xuan and Chi Yan have nothing to do with it. It is understandable if you regret these two people, but she feels it is unnecessary to be sad and sad, and to be sad and sad in spring and autumn.

After Youruo's indifference, Wangchuan felt unhappy. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Senior sister, people's hearts are full of flesh. Are you not moved by the tragic experiences of Chi Yan and Ling Xuan?"

"Wangchuan, you have never met Chi Yan and Ling Xuan, but why are you crying and sad about him? Since they are dead, even if your tears fill the underground palace, will they be resurrected? It is said that the world is suffering. If you cry when you see each other, will the world be peaceful?" Youruo did not care about Wangchuan's unhappiness, she just said what she thought.

"Senior Sister, you..." Thinking that Youruo was just an incarnation of sword intent, how could he understand all kinds of human nature? Wangchuan sighed, "Forget..." Wangchuan was unwilling to defend Youruo again and fell down from Yun's head.

Just over half a foot fell, the sky phoenix Jiuyao Spear burst out with a rippling light. The murals around the underground palace fell off one after another, and the stones fell into the underground palace, rumbling and echoing, flying sand and stones, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Perhaps because he touched some kind of restriction, Wangchuan did not dare to stay any longer, and flew back to Youruo. The cracks on the murals around the walls gradually opened, and the stones continued to fall to the ground. A phoenix sound came from the Tianfeng Jiuyao gun, which echoed for a long time, and the rippling light was even more dazzling. Suddenly, a huge black giant bird flew out of the underground palace, hovering around the stone pillars above the underground palace for several breaths, opening his mouth and spitting out a black flame and hitting the wall in the distance. The temperature in the underground palace suddenly dropped to the extreme, and the black flame on the wall instantly spread to the surroundings.

In just a blink of an eye, the surrounding walls were already filled with fire, like a burning alchemy furnace, but the flame was surprisingly cold and harsh. Immersed in the darkness, the huge space was like day, and the clearings around the underground palace below were all in sight. Then, black birds flew out of the flames, and the number was increasing, lingering in the air. In less than a moment, the above the underground palace was black, and Wangchuan and Youruo stood in the void. Seeing such a scene, they felt their scalp numb.

"Senior sister, how could there be so many more Yan Birds? If they attacked in groups, it would be difficult to deal with it." Wangchuan looked at the dark Yan Birds around him vigilantly, and couldn't help but feel like retreating.

Youruo turned his head and looked at Wangchuan, "This is a big opportunity for you. Do you want to give up?"

Opportunity? Could it be that these birds are the opportunities mentioned by senior Yun Xiaozi, but they don’t look like them no matter how they look like them. Instead, they may be killed by their lives. "Senior sister, are you sure these birds are opportunities, not danger?"

"The so-called opportunity means coexisting with risks. Wangchuan, if you don't want this opportunity, then I will take you out of here now, but don't regret it in the future." Youruo said in a deep voice.

While hesitating, Wangchuan suddenly thought of the passage engraved on the bluestone by Senior Yunxiaozi: "The road is long and arduous. I will search for it up and down, and I am also good at my heart. Even if I die nine times, I will never regret it." Senior Yunxiaozi still wants what I want, but I will never regret it. Now, I have to give up when I encounter a little setback.

A saint's enlightenment is not achieved by great perseverance, great opportunities, great supernatural powers, and great wisdom. Although Wangchuan is far less than a saint, how can I waste the resources of heaven when given an opportunity?! Wangchuan, Wangchuan, if you give up, will you be worthy of the cultivation of senior Yunxiaozi? How will Senior Sister Youruo look at you in the future?

"Sister sister raids the formation for me and asks me to meet these Yan Birds!" Wangchuan plunged into the tide of the birds. Once the sword-control technique was used, the sharp sword energy was shot everywhere, and the Dongxu Sword swept up and down, and rushed forward and backward.

With a loud shout, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted from the tide of birds, and groups of flames were strangled by the sharp sword energy. Just as Wangchuan took a breath, the tide of birds came again, endless and endless.
Chapter completed!