Chapter 62: In midgame

Miscellaneous memories tumbled in my mind, rolling up those long-forgotten past events, and Shen Zhixian was in a muddled mood, feeling that he had revived his life.
The same is true.
When he escaped from the memory of his memory, the whole man was distracted, half a moment suddenly lifted his sword, and the sword gas swept across the flowers, breaking the numerous flowers and messing around.
With a breath, Shen Zhixian calmed down, and her heart felt the absurdity of "as it is".
He Fei always felt that he was an outsider wearing books, and it turned out to be fake!
He is the true deity!
In the strange sea, Wen Zong rescued him, and also took away the half-demon soul attached to the bones.
At that time, he was seriously injured, struggling on the verge of dying, and was left with a sigh of relief. He had not yet returned to Qingyunzong, and was half taken by the half-demon soul.
At the same time, Frost Sword Spirit was affected by the master, and was greatly injured in the battle with the evil spirits. He also fell into a deep sleep, and the truth was hidden.
With the four elders connected together, Wen Zong did his best and spent countless elixir before he could barely keep people. However, Wen Zong didn't feel right before he had been here for too long.
After the half-devil won the house, he was unable to fully accept the memory of the old-fashioned. It only vaguely knew a little bit of recent memory, and knew little about the old-fashioned past.
It is a half-human, half-devil, with a very humble identity. It belongs to a heterogeneous class that is not recognized by demons or accepted by human beings. Usually, people who are at the bottom of the camp can easily use their brains.
Before this half-devil, an inadvertently swallowed flesh and blood by the evil spirits, only a trace of the residual soul left, unwilling to freely, and finally took away such an excellent body, naturally he wanted to hold it.
In order not to expose his feet in front of Wen Zongzhu and others, the half-magic pretended that he was seriously injured and lost his memory, and he even coaxed the crowd for a moment.
It ’s just that it ’s not old-fashioned. The talent of old-fashioned is not only reflected in the spiritual roots of the body. The half-devil is just a mediocre half-devil. It barely bears the shell of the old-fashioned, and is soon known by the lord Wen. Perception is wrong.
Wen Zongzhu encountered this situation for the first time, he was elusive, but also a little dare to be sure, and wanted to try, but the half-devil stood on the body of the old, he did not dare to toss, under his hands and feet, there was nothing he could do.
The half-demon was very excited at first, consciously that he had a good body, and he could be ashamed, but soon it found out that because of the evil claw, the body ’s heart and veins were damaged too much, even Wen Zonghe and None of the four elders can repair it. This body can no longer grow in cultivation.
Half a demon tried unwillingly a few times, but each time it only caused heartache to die and survived, still unable to practice normally.
Someone else in the Zongmen also began to feel wrong. In order not to fight the grass and scare the snake, the lord Zong could only buckle the pot all over his heart.
Everyone knows the ability to see by age. He is the next Qingyun suzerain who has been appointed. This time, Wen suze took the opportunity to cancel it. He only said that he had a heartache and could no longer be suzerain. Position.
Later, many things happened. Shen Zhixian recovered her memory at first, but she was confused for a while, and could only quickly catch the individual information that came out.
Immediately after Wen Zong's promotion failed and went into the demon body, Song Xuan immediately took over the burden of the Qing Yun Sovereign. He is not a disciple of Wen Zong, and Shen Zhixian wants to call him a brother on the surface, in fact he is just an ordinary disciple Somehow, he won the favor of Wen Sovereign, and he was appointed as the next Sovereign.
Wen Zongzhu was gone, and the half-demon consciously breathed a sigh of relief, and no one pressed it. Over time, it became more irritable, his temperament was cloudy, his behavior became more and more strange, and everyone in the Zongmen avoided it.
Until later, by chance, Half Magic met Xiao Yan Jin, who was 13 or 14 years old again.
It recognized the person almost instantaneously, and wanted to avoid it subconsciously, but looked at Xiao Yanjin in a blink, and when he saw the other person seemed to be ignorant, his eyes were strange, and he hesitated again.
Xiao Yanjin knew that when she went out and changed her appearance and name, she did not recognize Qing Yunzong Shen Zhixian.
Half a demon tried one or two sentences while no one was around, and he felt relieved-this little Yan Jin didn't know what happened, even though most of her memory was lost, let alone know what happened later, he even I can't remember this person at the age, but only remember a little vagueness.
The half-devil remembered the words that the evil spirit had said, and remembered in his memory that he praised Xiao Yanjin's talented and intelligent roots, and he turned to the gall, and he accepted Xiao Yanjin as an apprentice without hesitation.
Sui Jian said at the time that he wanted to accept Xiao Yan Jin as an apprentice, and he really wanted to teach him, but now he changed the core in this body, and the half-magic accepted Xiao Yan Jin as an apprentice, all to torture him to vent his unwillingness.
Xiao Yanjin is a born demon. Although his miracle is sealed, he still has a good root bone. The half demon doesn't teach him at all. He goes around to give lectures, and he fumbles for himself.
The half-magic took him as an apprentice for a while, and when Xiao Yan Jin wasn't in front of it, he didn't bother to toss something on purpose until one day he heard a little disciple whispering, saying Xiao Yan Jin was talented, like second See you at the age of three.
The demon heard it, and he felt resentment and unwillingness in his heart. It is a demon, its status is humble and not mentioned, and its qualifications are even lower. It is difficult to make progress no matter how hard it is. Others mention it as hate and hate. If there is any praise, it does not look like Xiao Yan Jin has made a little progress. Intentionally embarrassed Xiao Yan Jin.
Rarely getting harder.
Later, even the punishment whip was used, and when the root of the spirit was broken, it was even softer.
These are the original books ... or what happened in the last life, the pain that Xiao Yanjin has really endured.
Shen Zhixian thought of this, and her eyes were red with distress, and she could not wait to dismantle the demon's cramps immediately. The hand holding the hilt of the sword was violently forced, and the blue tendons appeared faintly. He stood up staggeringly, and was about to go to Yan Jin, and sighed quietly from the side.
"The flowering period of forgetting to return is short, and it ’s only a few hours. It ’s just a few hours. This piece has just bloomed, and you will be ruined. It is innocent."
Shen Zhixian tilted her head, not far away and when she was standing, she stood silently with a young boy in a coat with a crown of hair, his face was like a bead, looked at with a smile, saw Shen Zhixian found him, raised her hand and made a Alas.
Shen Zhixuan looked down at the forgetful flowers that were scattered all over her eyes, and she raised her eyes again and looked at the boy in the clothes, asking quietly, "Undead City?"
The bald monk's words rang in his ears, he added: "Si Fei?"
Si Fei was no surprise that he was recognized. The wind blew his clothes fluttering like fire. He raised his hand and fluttered his fingertips. A moon white forgetfulness flower quietly bloomed from his fingertips: "It's me."
The bald monk seemed to be familiar with Si Fei, and it was precisely the bald monk who had moved his hands and feet that made him here. Shen Zhixuan's mind turned sharply, and she simply asked, "What about the people with me?"
There was a hint of complexity in Si Fei's eyes, and the smile on his face was undiminished: "When you came here, you were alone, what can you do-talk well, don't draw a sword. This flower is so beautiful that it is a pity to ruin it. ?"
Shen Zhixian raised her sword flat, pointing directly at the boy in the clothing. I don't know if it was affected by that mystery. After he restored his memory, his realm leaped forward and he broke through the twelfth level directly. At this time, his whole body was agitated, and his sleeves were swollen. Before Shen Zhixian's voice changed, she was a little bit cold and hardened: "What about people?"
Regardless of whether their actions to help him restore his memory were good intentions or malicious, he now only wanted to find Yan Jin.
Si Fei was silent for a moment, and his head turned to look at the invisible marginal flowers in the distance. The smile was still there, but it was obviously a little lighter. He said, "Shen Xianshi is afraid I don't know where it is."
"Thousands of years ago, demons swept across the world. At that time, a group of immortal powers joined forces to drive countless demons into the wasteland to suppress it. Then, they opened a sea here to separate the wasteland. , And set a dark seal prohibition, forbid the demon to see the sun again. "
Shen Zhixian barely held back his anxiety, and listened to his words for a moment.
These describe ...
Si Fei did not wait for him to respond, and continued: "After thousands of years, those immortals fell to the bottom, the power of the seal banning continued to weaken, and cracks gradually began to appear. Occasionally, there were a few little demons looking for Take the opportunity to escape from those gaps. "
"Here is the edge of the seal forbidden by the powers of yesteryear."
Shen Zhixian tightened the handle of the sword, and after Si Fei's remarks, he immediately reacted-did he and Xiao Yanjin break into the seal ban?
In those days, they were either chasing the demon every day or being chased by the demon. Shen Zhixian sometimes had no time to identify the direction when he was in a hurry, being dragged or chased. Unconsciously, it was so coincident. From that seal Break into the ghost place between the crevices?
Shen Zhixian vaguely felt something wrong, but for a moment he didn't expect too much. He asked coldly, "What does this have to do with us? I just ask, who is with me?"
Si Fei turned his eyes back, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made a difficult decision: "He is in the wasteland."
A violent wind rose suddenly, and a piece of forgetfulness flower was cut off by the waist, the sword was cold, and a piece of residual flower was rolled up and attached to Si Fei's neck.
"The seal of the wasteland can no longer hold it. Once the countless demons and monsters see the sun again, it will be a bad news for all living beings in the heavens and the earth. The born demon is rare to see for thousands of years. He is a born demon, only he can hold it. There are thousands of monsters in it. "
Shen Zhixian was very angry and hated: "The life of others is life, isn't his life! Where is the seal of the wasteland?"
Si Fei said nothing and raised his hand. A forgotten flower wrapped around his fingertips, half-slick. He moved slightly, and a moon-white light poured out of the flower core, like a lingling moonlight, wrapped around Shen Zhixian's wrist.
Shen Zhixian only felt a coolness coming from his wrist. He could only see the smile on Si Fei ’s lips, and the changes in front of him turned upside down. The flowers and teenagers suddenly disappeared. There was only a stack of loess in front of Shen Zhixian, and the soil was crooked and crooked. With a very familiar green grass bud.
A small wooden plaque erected next to it, with three powerful characters, fell into Shen Zhixian's eyes without any concealment.
Retrospective grass.
Shen Zhixian shuddered.
This grass clearly looks exactly like the small grass bud, and the number of leaves is not more than half and many. Even the twisted posture is exactly the same as the small grass bud!
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