Chapter 61:

The high-altitude child corpses quickly moved and changed positions, and uncontrollably they would become a sword shadow, emerging from the water, the side of the ship, and various tricky places, and shooting at Shenglingyuan sinisterly, as if it were 108 events. Dark arrow organs.
"Heavenly Sword, it's not iron." Those corpses who had spoken in unison have become one person and one sentence, some crisp, some soft, and some hoarse, high and low. One hundred and sixty degrees of surround sound is like, "It's going to be immersed in the thickest tatar blood, and then put steel drills on a few 'keys.'"
Between words, seventeen or eight child corpses turned into swords at the same time, almost a net was woven and pressed to the top of the ship.
Zhang Zhao's eyes quickly stopped for a second, Yang Chao was about to drive off the speedboat, and hit a path from among the corpses.
"Did you know? The most spiritual sword has the 'knowing', like the seven tricks of human beings, but also the key, which means that it is alive, and it must be found by the most experienced swordsman. I want to destroy a sword It is necessary to pierce these vital points, hit them thoroughly, and then use a hammer cast by the alpine man's secret iron, plus the weight of the pound to smash down. The better the sword, the better the sound of the smashing, and some clearer, Some low back, I love the sound of the best ... Heaven magic sword is the best of the best, when the mysterious hammer hit it ... Well, the sound is thick and lingering, just like with a sad voice. Your Majesty, listen Say you are a melody, but unfortunately I didn't hear it at the time, otherwise you can ask me a comment. "
Dan Li's medicine in the wine is called "Chitose", and he is interested in "a thousand years of dreams", I don't know the time. It is said that as long as one drop is dripping in the moat and walking down the river, people in the city can be drunk for three full days.
According to legend, there are only three drops of Chitose left in the world, in the Emperor's three glasses of wine.
When the Sword of Heaven was broken inch by inch by King Alpine with the so-called "secret method", Sheng Lingyuan was trapped in the "Chitose" nightmare.
But that doesn't mean he can't hear.
He was connected to the spirit of the heavenly sword from an early age, and the five senses and six senses of the sword were his five senses and six senses. However, since Sheng Lingyuan's adulthood, the Heavenly Sword seems to have grown a little skill and temper. One person and one sword get along day and night. It is inevitable to quarrel with each other. Sometimes, if you do n’t deal with half a sentence, you just ignore anyone. The angry side will be alone. "Stop" your thoughts in a way that prevents the other party from hearing what they are thinking. But the shared senses haven't been "off" ... Sheng Lingyuan doesn't think it's his fault. He thinks it may be because the magic sword has been lazy and refuses to cultivate well.
It was the first time his sword had completely cut off consciousness, and he was so terrified that he didn't want to give him the pain of breaking the sword.
Consciousness is gone, vision and hearing are still there, and Sheng Lingyuan can still "hear" and "see". He is like a prisoner trapped in a burdened skin, struggling desperately, unable to find a way out.
He didn't feel what it was like to be torn apart, but the mysterious iron was broken, like his liver and back.
"Don't listen ... Ling Yuan, don't look ... I'll tell you something ... Something else ... It's not necessarily a bad thing to smash the sword ... Maybe I'll be free ..."
"I want to travel around the Quartet without taking you ... Anyway, you have everything to do ..."
"I also want to taste the world's sensation ... I don't want to use your broken tongue anymore, there is a little taste, you all think that you are too weird ... you are the one ... you are worthy of dry rice ... drink white water ... "
When the demon was born, with the lives of eighty-one top human masters as a sacrifice, the invincible resentment that died in the depths of Abuchi in the first battle of Hirabuchi was sealed on the young demon.
Every night thereafter, from the turn of the night to dawn, the young child and his sword will suffer from infinite torture and burning. They must stay awake, and they must continue to struggle to maintain the line of clarity, and not be overshadowed by those who have no reason. The spirits cannibalize.
Only those who survived this repeated trial and error and tempering can become the true king of the people.
This made Sheng Lingyuan's childhood runaway and extremely cowardly. For thousands of nights, people and swords listened to each other's voice and breath.
And that familiar atmosphere is about to disappear.
The sky magic sword folds from the point of the sword to the end of the sword.
Sheng Lingyuan saw his sword spirit for the first time deep in his consciousness.
He was wrapped in a pair of huge wings, and he was scorched by fire. His body was still a thin and innocent boy, and his face was unrecognizable, and he turned to ashes in front of Sheng Lingyuan.
At that moment, the spirit of Sheng Lingyuan broke through the limit of , and actually struggled from the three drops of "Chitose". His limbs did not listen to the call, and numerous servants pressed him. His eyes seemed to burn all the karma, and crawled out of the hall.
The Sky Sword still seems to say, "Lingyuan, I ..."
However, I did n’t have time to do so.
The sword trembled and the roar ceaselessly.
Wang Yu, holding the secret iron, was horrified, his hands were stunned, and the last blade splattered with a sword inscription.
Jian Ming is "Tong".
The sword that destroys the heavens and the earth, Jianming is not prestigious at all.
The shared vision also went dark, and Sheng Lingyuan's left eye could no longer see what the Sky Magic Sword could see. He reached out and grabbed his own eyes, and quickly yelled and held his hand, so except for a piece of flesh in the corner of his eye, what was he doing? Did not catch.
His hands were empty, his skin was empty, and his senses were empty.
Since then, everything on earth, sounds and fragrances have flowed through his eyes, ears, nose, and throat, and they are all dry and empty.
After listening to the children's corpses, Sheng Lingyuan was empty, and he smiled: "He is half a martial arts origin, how dare you call yourself, but there are a few country minors who don't know where to listen, and called the King of Mountain Gao laughed."
A child's corpse hidden in the stern turned into a knife light, and while he was speaking, he flew from behind in a sudden, straight toward his back.
Ping Qian exclaimed, "Be careful!"
Sheng Lingyuan didn't look back. He took the bamboo flute casually cut from the pocket and turned it back. The bamboo flute was cut in half. The knife light turned back to the child's body and fell heavily on the deck. The sharpened bamboo flute was nailed to the celestial body cover of the child's body.
"It ’s very vulgar, you have to judge it. I like to listen to the people ’s home cooking of sheep and cattle," Sheng Lingyuan said, "He plays the flute with his hands down." In the New Year's Day, I saw blood after I cut it, but the farmer's knife is not fast enough, and the knife is often not killed. The beast is still dying, and the hot blood can be directly imported. The slice is stewed in a pot and everyone eats it. At first glance, it looks like a happy year. "
The bamboo flute snapped, and the child's corpse trembled fiercely and stopped. The small limbs began to shrink and turned into a simple machete. hair.
The puppet girl screamed, "Is this a man or a knife?"
Someone said, "It's a human, it's a sword ... this is the sword spirit."
The puppet girl looked around, and saw Xuan Yuan slowly stood up-the Xuan Yuan director just shook with the speedboat, suddenly like something happened, and stood on the side of the boat for a long time without a word.
As a fire bird, he finally played the role he should receive on this stormy speedboat-a cheerleader.
The word "Sword Spirit" made Yan Qiushan, a half-coma, desperately struggling, and opened his eyes a slit.
Gu Yuexi asked in amazement: "What the is going on? Isn't it that these kids were orphans adopted by the Prince of the Mountains, how could they become sword spirits?"
Xuan Yuan raised his eyes, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and he pressed his gaze heavily, making him feel timid like a native, and he didn't dare to see the man's face.
The demon sword was broken, and the Suzaku chick who was forcibly sealed as a sword spirit did not follow the gray fly and died. He fell into a state of no monsters and no ghosts, like a little turtle without a shell.
At the beginning, he instinctively followed Sheng Lingyuan and wandered around for a long time without knowing how long, before gradually recovering his sanity, only to find that no one in the world could see him or feel him.
He is the last orphan of the extinct Suzaku deity bird. He was forcibly picked out before he was born. I do n’t know if it can be regarded as
living
, so it is difficult to say how to count it as
dead
. He is a mess between life and death.
The demon sword may really be confusing and sane. After the smash, the emperor's temperament really "smoothly rational", and he did not investigate the broken sword, and even frankly admitted that he had previously dreamed of a dream. He had been convicted for the demon sword, the emperor was appeased one by one, the government was diligent and well-organized, and the life was well organized, and he was no longer as moody as before, so he was all happy, and the ministers felt that they had worked hard and did not pay wrong.
King Gao Weiwei voluntarily made great contributions, and his "heroic feat" was even more popular among the ministers and he was extremely proud. Or he felt that the emperor without the magic sword of the sky really had no minions, so he boldly exposed his ambition and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to grow the alpine people several times. The lion opened his mouth several times and asked the emperor for money and land. In order to prolong his life, I did not know where the folk warlock's bewilderment was, and he even practiced magic.
"He used a magic technique to draw essence from these children held by him as hostages," Xuan Yuan said, "to stay beautiful for a long life ... I don't know if it's useful and useless, and I don't see how youthful and beautiful. Somehow this was heard by Weiyun. "
Two years later, Sheng Lingyuan suddenly turned his face and ran into trouble. On the grounds of collusion with the demon tribe, falling into magic, and betrayal, he surrounded the city of King Gaoshan with lightning and drove straight in.
"... The" Leading Party "who helped the inside and the outside seemed to be Weiyun." Xuan Yuan said, "But failed to rescue those children, Wang Weiyu moved out of hostage, he also pulled his back, and finally poisoned them all— —It is used to extract the blood of Tatars and to make the gas chambers of Tatars, so every child corpse is filled with a large amount of Tatars. Filling living creatures with Tatars is the first of their ancient sword-making sword spirit. step."
"What ?!" Fengshen was shocked.
"Of course sword spirits are made from living things," Xuan Yuan found out a cigarette from somewhere, drew it into his mouth, and smiled indifferently. "Otherwise, what do you think it is, artificial intelligence? I said, our office is Should n’t you read more books? You can pass the Turing test three thousand years ago. What do you think? Are you planning to give these people a bunch of Fields awards? "
Yan Qiushan worked hard, touched the wound, and his whole body shrank with pain.
He thought, "Did Zhichun ever be a living person?"
Was he also struggling in the blood of desperate and venomous gangsters, and was finally imprisoned in a knife? So what do you think he is, and even after his sword was destroyed, do everything possible to repair him?
Puppet girl: "So ... So after the Gaoshan people were destroyed, the last batch of soldiers whose whereabouts were unknown has always been humanoid and has been in the tomb of the Gaoshan Prince? Even Qingping Si has been blinded in the drum and thought ... ... "
"To prevent you from guarding theft, alas, it's true." Sheng Lingyuan thought that these things were recorded in the history books of the later generations. Anyway, when Xuanyuan was just announced, he didn't understand and didn't think much. He switched back to Mandarin and exaggerated. Xuan Yuan said, "It's easy to remember-I'm out of luck, and I'm most uncomfortable with a machete. Who do you want this knife for?"
On the speedboat, only Sheng Lingyuan and Xuan Yuan can understand the ancient language. In other people's ears, it is a group of "birds" that sometimes harmonize and rotate.
King Gao Yuwei did not seem to take everyone else into consideration. All the child corpses were directed at Sheng Lingyuan. Wang Ze, as the current captain of Fengshenyi, had never encountered such a "cold treatment". Akiyama's sorrow and anxiety were on the one hand, and on the other hand he was furious: "Give me! Chickens, these orphans who haven't graduated from nine-year compulsory education can't speak Mandarin, who do they look down on?"
Xuan Yuan beckoned to the machete, and the blade fell into his palm obediently.
"I'm sorry," he said softly with a cigarette. "Let me get a debt."
Sheng Lingyuan thought that Xuan Ye was talking about his own sword-because he had requisitioned the sword body, Xuan Ye now has no weapon in hand, and he has one more steel golem than a bare-handed fist, which is strange.
His Majesty waved his hand generously, and opened a blank check smoothly: "It should be so. If you have a chance in the future, I will pay you a good one."
Xuan Yuan smiled silently towards Sheng Lingyuan with his back turned, and a complicated flame-shaped pattern suddenly appeared on the blade of the machete. The blade hummed, and the corpses of children who jumped up and down stunned.
Immediately afterwards, a white layer of firelight rose on the blade, splitting the night and the deep sea with one stroke, and the firelight was the same as the fire he had burned through the gloomy sacrifice enchantment on the bottom of the sea. Spread out.
The gloomy sacrifice permeated in the deep sea is like encountering natural enemies. The pieces recede, and the teeth of the sword spirits rattle, centering on the speedboat, forming a circle and receding more than twenty meters.
"You go first—graduate, why are you starting to choke again, don't cry, hurry up and take the wounded to the hospital," Xuan Yuan stretched his wings behind, rising from the speedboat, and spit out a ring of smoke, "Contact Director Xiao, our department will be renamed 'After Breaking Department' tomorrow. "
Just then, Yan Qiushan, who was seriously injured, struggled to get up.
Gu Yuexi yelled: "Swallow team, don't move around!"
The next moment, she found that Yan Qiushan was staring straight up somewhere, and her eyes seemed to be bleeding.
Gu Yuexi followed his gaze, and the gloomy sacrificial rituals pushed back by Xuan Yu shrank into a line, converging on a figure not far away, highlighting him.
Among the countless child corpse sword spirits, there is an equally lifeless familiar face-Zhichun. 2k novel reading network