Chapter 283:

When Xuan Chengzi fell into this memory, the magnetic field radiated by that piece of jade also pulled the others in.
In the memory of light and shadow floating: Xuan Yangzi, who was pierced through the heart, gently patted the back of Van Galo's hand holding the knife handle.
Yes, he is happy and proud to be able to use his own death to create such a strong and meaningless child who is good at distinguishing good from evil. He knew that after this incident, the child would abandon the last trace of his inner weakness and become an indestructible guardian.
Xuan Yangzi's eyes were closed, but there was no expression of resentment on his face, and no regret remained in his heart.
This memory ended. Everyone was in a trance and shocked. They could only stand still and digest all the shocking news.
Only Xuan Chengzi knelt down suddenly, crying in silence. He hated Van Gogh for more than two hundred years, but only now has he discovered that he is the source of all tragedies.
He violated the rules of the door without authorization, so that the piece of jade was attracted by desire, and spread to the world through the law of cause and effect, and also indirectly killed the younger brother and Fangalo. The people are already dead, why is he still alive?
The disciples of the Tianshui School were all around him, and weeping. It turned out that this was the truth of the year. The so-called brutal killer was for the purpose of guarding. How strong and persevering should be to carry all the burdens and persist until now?
The disciples of the Tianshui School knelt down one by one, ashamed.
Suddenly, a master Xuanmen shouted, "The situation is wrong! Since we have guarded the dragon veins, why did the succubus in the illusion still happen? The dragon veins are not broken, the national games are still there, this catastrophe should be avoided!"
"Yeah, didn't Xuan Yangzi secretly keep a small dragon vein? That is to say, we still have eight dragon veins, and there will never be a city of massacres!"
Feeling more and more strangers, Master Changjing closed his eyes and sighed for a long time while shed two lines of tears to the extreme tears, "Have you all forgotten? The Vatican has already said that Song Enci beheaded Dragon vein. "
This sentence, which sounded ridiculous at first, sounded like a thunder to everyone's ears at the moment, so they were dizzy and unstable.
Xuan Chengzi, who was trapped in grief and unable to extricate himself, suddenly seized his voice and looked at the culprit with both eyes.
Lin Nianci, still struggling with bandages, froze again, and his clear, watery eyes were darkened with some anxiety.
"Yes, the seven dragon veins have long been dead, and now only seven strands of remaining dragon qi are left." Van Gaal's fingertips drooped, illuminating the black dragon's eyes under the seat, and he said: "Every A person who has beheaded the dragon vein will be entangled with the dragon's resentment. If the living dragon vein meets such a person, it will naturally emit an angry dragon chant. "
"Master, this time, you listened carefully." Van Gaal let go of the hand that suppressed the dragon's veins, so the black dragon opened his mouth and issued an earth-shattering dragon chant.
This Dragon Yin is full of anger and resentment, which stings the eardrums of all people, and causes unimaginable damage to Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci. The two men's skin oozed blood, and then black lines appeared.
After Long Yin stopped, all the people were shocked to find that the black lines were covered with the bodies of Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci, looming into several black bone dragons, which appeared on their faces, necks, backs of hands, etc. that could not be covered by clothes .
The dying dragon did not dissipate in the world, but instead turned into a bone gangrene, buried deep in the souls of the two, and imposed a curse on them for life. Hearing howlings of the same kind were full of hatred, they came out and resonated.
Zhifei Daochang wanted to go to help Xuanchengzi, seeing the black keel claws on the back of his hand, he was frightened back a few strides.
Lin Nianci's newly-grown skin was covered with bone dragons, and there were as many as five carefully.
Xuan Chengzi looked at her blushingly, and after taking off his robe, he saw that he had two black bone dragons on his chest, and a sharp dragon claw pressed against his left chest, as if he wanted to pull out his heart, There was even a huge amount of hatred surging wildly around him.
This is dragon resentment. If the world and the earth are there, the resentment will be there. It will be engraved in his soul all the life, bringing him endless pain and torture.
Nothing can be compared with the curse imposed by the Dragon Resentment. Even a generation of heroes who pioneered the great cause will be buried in the yellow sand because of cutting off the dragon's veins, not to mention a cultivator who failed to ask the road?
Xuan Chengzi stared at his chest, his breath stopped suddenly, as if he were dead.
"Master." Lin Nian called Ai Ai to him during the Ciqi period, but he could not hear it at all.
Everyone is far away from Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci, including Master Chang Jing who is so open-minded. Cut the dragon's veins, cut off the national luck, how dare these two people!
"Did you see it clearly, Master?" Van Gaal's fingertips dropped, holding the frown of the mad black dragon, and calmed it down.
"How do you think Song Enci rescued you from the ghost gate? That's why you thought she could be transformed into a baby and get rid of the dying desperation of karma? What do you think is the cause of your demon's entanglement and change of mind? "
Every time Fangallo said a word, Xuan Chengzi's face shook. After all, he is the top master of Xuanmen, how could he never imagine the mystery inside.
Fearing to answer, he was about to bite his teeth.
But someone in the field wants to reveal all the truth, and this person is not Van Gogh, but the most silent Master Chang Jing. Even if tolerance is like him, he can no longer bear what Song Enci does.
"At that time, we had a great battle with the Japanese ghost and won a tremendous victory. All the masters of Xuanmen's lives were filled into the Longxue to protect the seven dragon veins. I, Xuan Chengzi and Song Enci are the only three survivors. By."
"Song Enci was hiding in the periphery, was the least injured, and was able to move freely, but Xuan Chengzi and I couldn't even stand up. I visually inspected, Xuan Chengzi's heart was pierced and should not be able to live, and My body and veins were broken, and I ended up in a coma. "
"When I woke up again, the news I got was that Xuan Chengzi was alive and Song Enci was missing. She also left a newborn baby near the battlefield and was taken back by Tianshui school to be adopted. I was also surprised In a flash, Xuan Chengzi accumulates good deeds and has the blessing of the Buddha. Xuan Chengzi, and she herself was bitten by evil karma, and she will die one day, so she used five dragon veins as sacrifices and repaired her double body. "
"The secret of the double body, you must have heard of it?" Master Chang Jing looked around everyone.
A head pondered: "The power of heaven and earth can be used to repair the double body. This power of nature also includes the dragon veins born naturally. After the double body is repaired, even if the body is dead, all causes and consequences can be cut off. , And went back to the beginning. The so-called evil karma did not exist anymore. Song Enci is really a good plan to take the whole world as her sacrifice! Fortunately, the predecessor Xuan Yangzi had a foresight and secretly hid a dragon vein, otherwise we Do n’t people all become national slaves? "
Master Chang Jing slammed the Zen stick to the ground and said sharply, "That's exactly it! For the selfish desire to cut the dragon's veins and the national transport, trapping Limin in the depths of the water. The poor monk has lived for most of his life and has never seen such a wicked full Disciples! Tianshui School, do you still not clean the portal? If you do n’t do it, the poor monks will do it for you! "
Lin Nianci was awakened by the Jin Ming of the Zen stick and began to tear the bandage on her body frantically. She had a hunch that what she was doing was breaking Master's tolerance limit.
In this anger, Changsheng and Changzhen first raised their swords in their hands and pointed at Lin Nianci, then they were Zhifei Taoist and a group of disciples. Lin Nianen, hiding in a corner to escape reality, also wiped away her tears and snot, grabbed the money sword, and strode over.
Master Chang Jing does not look at anyone, but only to Xuan Chengzi.
The rest of the Xuanmen masters also looked at Xuan Chengzi with a staring look.
They are waiting for his attitude. If he still protects this demon girl, then the entire Xuanmen will abandon the Tianshui School.
Now that I want to think about it, Minister Yan is really a discerning generation. Before Song Enci gets more troubled, Tianshui Palaces across the country are demolished.
At that time, Xuanmen felt that the government was doing too much, but now he only wants to applaud and applaud.
Xuan Chengzi raised his red eyes and looked straight at Lin Nianci, who was covered in black mantras, and then raised his sword, slowly releasing a ray of purple thunder.
Van Gogh said a second before he started: "Slow down. If you want to clean the portal, you may wish to change a weapon." He caressed the long wooden box on his knee with a very low voice: "And Like the Black Dragon, it waits very anxiously. "
Xuan Chengzi looked at the wooden box, his facial expression was stiff, but his eyes were trembling slightly. Every time Fangallo said a word, his heart jumped for a moment, which was really terrifying.
Van Gogh opened the wooden box and carefully held out a sword with a gloomy blue awn.
The Xuanmen people were frightened by the soaring murderous intention released by the sword body, and then took a few big steps, and then shouted in unison: "Eight Kingdoms Sword!"
Xuan Chengzi's deadly eyes also showed involuntarily. He didn't expect that Fangallo's network was so powerful that even the treasures of the town and country could be used at will.
Fangalo also pointed at the sharp sword, and nodded: "Yes, the sword of the country is defined in all directions. Master, guess why I can lend it out? Because our nation's treasure, in addition to this sword, the rest They have been secretly replaced by Song Enci with fakes, and they have absorbed the luck, and used it to pave her way to becoming a god. I said that I would use this sword to punish the culprit. How can I not agree to it? "
The amount of information in this sentence is no less than that of a nuclear bomb, which immediately killed everyone's brain cells after being dropped.
After a long, long time, Xuan Chengzi shivered: "What do you mean by saying this?"
"I said that after Song Enci cut the dragon's veins and tasted the sweetness of plundering the national games, she put her ideas on these treasures that were handed down. She used nine years of careful layout to replace these national treasures with fakes, and the authenticity was absorbed by her It turned into dust. This sword was fortunately left behind because it was not replicable. You hear, this is its wailing. "
Fangallo dripped his blood on the blade, so everyone used his magnetic field to hear a sharp, piercing long cry.
This long-sounding even inspired Master Changjing's Zen staff to scream together, so angry, so mournful, so crazy. No one will misunderstand the monstrous hatred wrapped in this scream.
Lin Nianci's eardrum was pierced by Changming, and two streams of blood bleed out.
The lightning that Xuan Chengzi released at the tip of the sword almost went back along his meridians, shattering his Dantian. This one is destroying his Dao Xin more step by step than a horrifying news.
Master Chang Jing was stunned for a while before screaming with anger: "Dirty beast! Dirty beast! How dare you ruin our worldly treasure! Do you know that that is our root! Our land is not a country It is a civilization, which is a higher level of existence than the country. We are descendants of the dragon, and we call ourselves the descendants of Yanhuang, which is the sense of belonging created by civilization flowing in our blood! "
"The words left by our ancestors thousands of years ago can still be interpreted by future generations. This is because our civilization is passed on from generation to generation and is always being guarded. We will also treat this civilization, Pass on to the descendants of a long time ago, let them be proud of this glorious land and great nation. "
"But what have you done! You thief! You eternal sinner! You have cut off the most important blood vessel flowing in each of us!"
Master Changjing's roar gradually hoarse, and turned into a mournful cry. He never thought that a person's evil could reach such a degree.
Killing the same door, seizing the treasure, offering sacrifices to the living, creating evil karma, slashing the dragon's veins, seizing the national games, and passing down the lineage, Song Enci is simply unforgivable!
"Kill her!" Shouted angrily, somehow.
Immediately afterwards, more voices began to cry wildly: "Kill her!"
"Bash her to the soul!"
"No, that's not enough! She must also be trapped in the Nine Heavy Blood Devouring Soul Formation, suffering from thousands of years of karma burning!"
"Have to bring her body back to Xuanmen to be whipped in public!"
"Kill her!"
The flame of anger burned in everyone's eyes. Although the people present were selfish, they were descendants of the descendants of Yanhuang and Huang, and how could they endure the crimes of Song Enci against the country and the rebellion. The reproach of her "the shame of the Chinese people" is to exalt her, she is simply not worthy of being a person.
"Master, aren't you here to clean up the portal today?" Van Goghro's clear voice was mixed in these hoarse screams, but it was the most important thing to ignore.
Zhifei Daochang looked at Xuan Chengzi, who looked stiff, and asked, "Master, what are you waiting for?"
The sword in Xuan Chengzi suddenly fell.
Van Gogh threw the sword of the Eight Kingdoms in time.
Xuan Chengzi did not dare to damage the treasure of the town and the country, he quickly and steadily caught it, but he was hesitated by the demon again and hesitated. All causes in the world must have results. Song Enci rescued him, and his heart demon must be related to her. Killing her is to kill the heart demon. How can it be so easy?
But Bafang Dingguo Sword had his own will, and dragged his arm forcibly, stabbing straight towards Lin Nianci.
Lin Nianci untied all the gauze at this time and was about to run away, but his legs were hit by the ninth whip of a certain Xuanmen master and he knelt down.
A sword with a flash of blue and cold thorns pierced her heart, but at the occasion of a thousand hairs, Xuan Chengzi, who was enchanted, turned around and stabbed his lower abdomen, avoiding all the vital points.
Lin Nianci raised his head, sore as a result of pain, but still smiled happily. She knew that no matter how many wrong things she did, Master would always choose to forgive. At this time, he really couldn't bear to take the heavy hand.
Xuan Chengzi met her happy eyes, and the expression on her face slowly twisted into half angry and half pity. The sober one clamored to kill the wicked one, but the one who was enchanted secretly persuaded: Take her away and give her a way to live.
The sword in his hand refused to stab inwardly, but he did not dare to pull out, so he stalemate.
Lin Nianci raised his hand and held the sword, wanting to the spirit of the treasure of the town.
With this powerful luck enough to set the country, all her injuries can be recovered in an instant.