Chapter 36: Hands-on

In the Nine Sun Pagoda, Lin Chuo is sleepy.
If the revolving stairs go too far, there is no more novel and shocking effect, but rather hypnotic.
It stands to reason that after the foundation is built, you can breathe, and you no longer need sleep. However, Lin Chu was very tired when he was a social animal. Whenever he relaxes a little bit, his eyes will naturally empty, and his head will be like a chicken pecking at rice.
Wei Liang was a little funny, his eyes slanted, Dou Long obediently leaned in front of Lin Chuo, her on his back. It shrugged its shoulder blades, buckled its head, and recessed the back of its head, neck and back into a bed of hair.
The slightly stiffer mane is like that kind of soft and hard palm pad, and the long and soft hair is covered from both sides, like a duck duvet gently draped on Lin Chiu.
The shoulder blades were around her, like a guardrail beside the bed.
Lin Chuo fell asleep within a second.
The dream is full of hair. I don't know how long I slept, but I always feel vaguely that there are children crying in my dreams.
She was so distressed that she was struggling to wake up.
The fighting outside has become very fierce.
The magic cloud was so dense that it was condensed, and the tower seemed to be flooded with raging waves. Doulong carried her up to the height of the tower wall, while Wei Liang's body hung above the raging tide, covering his hands in his wide sleeves, faintly emitting a white light. With every sleeve, he hit a big wave with his head. Back to the bottom of the tower.
The magic cloud was roaring, surging up unwillingly again and again. On the tower wall, countless small strands of black spring also climbed up, quietly spreading towards the place where Doulong and Lin Yu were.
The ice lamp had become pure black, hanging beside Doulong's head, the light flickered.
With the faint light, Lin Chu saw Doulong's soles being burned red. It moved from side to side to avoid the magical black springs that climbed up the tower wall. Its soles kept stepping on the dark runes burned on the tower wall. Every time it stepped on a rune, it would tremble slightly with pain. Overflowing depressed whimpers.
No wonder there are always children crying in dreams!
Doulong was in pain, but didn't dare to disturb her sleeping, so he could only hold back crying.
An annoyance flooded Lin Chuo's forehead.
"Why fell asleep at this time..."
Wei Liang always feels omnipotent. She has forgotten that he still carries so many injuries.
He was obviously not at ease at this moment, otherwise, with his temper, how could he ignore the runes on the tower wall and allow Doulong to be injured?
Lin Chuo no longer hesitated, and immediately urged Yelian, and at the same time stretched out his hand and grabbed the ice lantern hanging beside him!
At this moment, the ice lamp has been dyed pure black, and the fingers are no longer cold, but there is a hot, violent and manic atmosphere.
This is the magic cloud!
Ye Lian spun quickly and sucked hard--
The magic cloud in this ice lantern and the "intention" that seal them are evenly matched, and are deadlocked at the critical point. Lin Chi's actions gave them a breakthrough. In an instant, only a burst of crisp echoes echoed in the tower, and the ice lamp condensed into a solid magic cloud for a moment, and then it turned out like an evil baby spirit. Giggle" strange laugh.
Lin Chuo didn't panic at all.
She could feel Yelian's joy. What evil infant spirit, in the eyes of Yelian, is the ginseng fruit doll of Dabu.
However, before she had time to feast on, she heard Doulong let out an earth-shattering roar: "Roar--"
It raised its furry body, and in a hurry, it used its most fragile belly to move towards this group of magic clouds that had condensed into an infant spirit, and firmly protected Lin Yu behind.
The beast's intuition made it feel deep fear. It groaned, its body trembled slightly unconsciously, and it let out low roars in its mouth.
And Wei Liang rushed up for the first time.
A big wave hit his back, and he couldn't avoid it, and the star pupils shone with cold light.
With a flick of the wide sleeves, Doulong pushed out a few feet away.
The Yingling Demon Yi hit the air and flew a bite, biting it on the back of Wei Liang's hand!
Wei Liang sneered, rolling his long sleeves, and a white mist poured out. I saw that the white cold mist was as dense as the substance, sealing his left hand together with the pure black infant spirit.
Lin Chiu saw a long slit torn in his clothes on his back, and the blood was soaked down, "tick" flowing along the hem of his clothes.
All this happened so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to speak.
After temporarily sealing the Yingling, Wei Liang frowned and glanced at Doulong's red hooves, then brushed his sleeves again, sealing the mark on the tower wall with white ice mist.
These movements were as fast as lightning and flint, and even the Doulong of the God-Transforming Stage didn't react much. It still raised its forelimbs, firmly guarding Lin Chuo behind. Wei Liang glanced indifferently, and saw that this person and dog were all well, and he wanted to turn back and skim to the bottom of the tower to deal with the evil liquid demon cloud.
"Wait!" Lin Chiu returned to his senses, and hurriedly stopped the guy who had badly done her.
"Huh?" When facing her, Wei Liang always looked calm and unhurried.
Lin Chu couldn't help but froze for a moment.
She thought that there should always be some anxiety or urgency on his face, but she didn't.
Had it not been for the torn robe behind him that was still flying gently, and a frozen infant spirit was still biting in his left hand, his appearance would not be any different from usual, just like holding a scroll in his hand in a leisurely afternoon. , Leaning on the couch looking at her generally.
Still calm, still careless.
Lin Chuo's breathing was slightly stagnant, and somehow, his eyes became slightly wet.
"I can deal with the magic cloud, let me try it!"
Wei Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared on the corners of his delicate and unparalleled lips: "It's my fault, my wife is distressed. Nothing, I will use a third of my strength."
Lin Chuo: "It's not..."
I saw that the arrogant eyes were slightly white, and there seemed to be a layer of frost in his eyes.
In the next moment, the cold wind did not know where it came from, and the roaring violent wind lingered in the tower, and the resonance sound made people tremble.
Doulong curled up, put Lin Chutuan on his chest, and drowned her with fur.
Just listening to the sound of "crunchy" freezing, the evil waves at the bottom of the tower solidified into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wei Liang gently brushed his sleeves and threw down the infant spirit who was biting on his left hand. Then the corners of his lips were slightly raised. Give Lin Chuo a calm look.
Lin Chu: "..."
"At this level," Wei Liang squinted slightly, disdainfully, "Heh."
There was a faint sound of breaking ice from the bottom of the tower.
Wei Liang didn't move his eyes and waved casually.
The magic cloud of the probe was knocked down again, frozen into an ugly shape.
"What floor is this?" Lin Chu asked with a sigh.
"Seventeen." Wei Liang groaned for a moment, and said, "You and Doulong will stay here. I will take the sword marrow of Xianmeng, and then take you away."
Lin Yu said: "Don't move, stand still and watch! I cleaned up these magic clouds, and then went with you to fight the zombies."
Wei Liang: "?"
She stretched out a white hand and patted Doulong's fat belly lightly—"Pop."
Then he leaped up with strength and shook his hand, summoning a crystal clear glass red sword, aura gushing from the tip of the sword, a dark golden chain flew slightly in the air, and then wrapped around a magic cloud that was frozen into an icicle. wave.
"Close."
Her body was like a light swallow, spinning slightly in the air, and then swept straight down along the dark golden chain. When it was about to end, the long sword drew a beautiful arc on her side, her feet Take a few steps quickly and steadily jump on the ice.
Wei Liang didn't stay where he was. He slipped behind her quietly, ready to help at any time.
Lin Chu squatted down and urged Ye Lian to put a hand on the ice.
"Hiss" Super super ice!
The next moment, the demon cloud frozen in the frost made a weird "squeak", which turned into the shape of running water, rushing into her palm through the ice.
Wei Liang's complexion changed and he was about to step forward.
Lin Chuo, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly turned his head, raised a sweet smile, and whispered to him: "Shhhhhh-don't scare away my dim sum."
The pure black demon cloud had touched her palm, Wei Liang's face was cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly to stare at the roaring fierce objects under the ice.
Lin Chiu found that his pupils were gradually shrinking toward the center of the eyeballs, almost shrinking into an upright line, inside the dim Nine Sun Pagoda, a pure golden light was emitted.
That kind of gaze, cold, indifferent, without a trace of emotion, just like the ant sitting under the seat of the legendary god.
The strange feeling lasted only a short while. When she fixed her gaze again, she saw that Wei Liang's gaze had shifted from under the ice to her body. Seeing that she was not at all painful or reluctant, his lip line was no longer tight, and his eyes were slightly stained with inquiry. Staring at her meaningfully.
Lin Chuo doesn't matter anymore. The big deal is to tell him what is called "Schrodinger's magic cloud."
The magic cloud was drawn into the sea of ​​knowledge, and was swallowed by Yelian.
The first petal on the second lap slowly opened!
Lin Jiao looked at the dense and thick ice-covered magic cloud under his feet, and his heart couldn't help but "pound".
According to this progress...
Soon, the first lotus petals were completely unfolded.
Slightly different from the outer circle, the second circle of Yelian's lotus petals are much smaller and more delicate, and they look heavy and have a texture. On the lotus petals, the veins are distinct, and the magic cloud that flows into the lotus petals along the stem is quickly transformed into dark gold, surging in the lotus petals and veins, helping the lotus petals to solidify.
Lin Chuo discovered that the lotus petals of Yelian's second circle naturally solidified after blooming, and she no longer needs her to feed back aura!
When I observed it carefully, I discovered that there was already a faint gleaming Chishui under the lotus flower, and the Yelian drew nutrients from the Chishui and became self-sufficient.
......Is this the opportunity to help her open up a new world? !
When the first lotus petals in the inner circle were in full bloom, a more pure and full-bodied spiritual energy gushed out of the sea of ​​self-consciousness, and poured into the meridians from Baihui down.
Lin Chiu couldn't help gasping for a huge cold breath. This aura is three hundred years old!
It's not over yet, the second petal of Yelian's inner circle is beginning to appear. Although the more demon shadows are needed in the future, there is still enough to open two or three petals.
From Jindan to Yuanying, it only takes a thousand years of Taoism.
If so, she, soon, will have enough aura! Knot! infant! Up!
Yuan Ying can volley with his sword!
Which life living on the ground has no dream of flying? !
Lin Chuo suppressed the excitement in his heart and waited quietly.
The second lotus petal finally bloomed completely under her intense gaze.
Even more pure and huge auras poured into the meridians, and Lin Chuo was surprised to find that this aura is five hundred years old!
The meridian dantian has begun to get hot, and it is beating up and down.
Lin Chu said in his heart: Opening another flap should directly impact Yuan Ying's bottleneck!
After the offering was filled with two lotus petals, the black under the ice surface faded a lot, and the surviving demons seemed to feel that they had become food from a murderous thing, and began to twist and shrink.
Unfortunately, they had nowhere to escape because they were sealed by Wei Liang's frost.
Soon, the magic cloud under the ice was as light as a light ink landscape painting. And Lin Chuo also opened the third lotus petal of the inner circle of Yelian as he wished, and he will be able to walk for eight hundred years!
The surging spiritual energy poured into the meridians, and she didn't feel what a "impact bottleneck" was. On the contrary, she felt bad-the meridian seemed to be a balloon blown over her head, about to burst!
She hurriedly led the extra aura to the sea of ​​consciousness.
A soft sigh came from the ear, and Wei Liang's pale cold finger hit her forehead again.
"Why are you stupid than Doulong..."
His voice is angry and funny.
In the next moment, all the aura in the meridians was frozen. That powerful force poured into her body, helping her move the extra aura into the sea of ​​consciousness little by little.
He didn't seem to feel that there was any problem with her storing aura in the sea of ​​consciousness.
After solving the extra aura, Wei Liang retracted his finger and said, "You need to ask Xinjie before the baby is born. Don't worry, I will help you after I go out."
"Thanks a lot," Lin Chu said, looking into his eyes, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I don't know how much virtue I have accumulated throughout my life to be lucky enough to meet you."
Wei Liang's expression remained unchanged, but a trace of triumph appeared in his eyes.
He raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "Know that I'm fine."
Lin Chuo's lips moved slightly, but did not speak.
After a long while, she said: "I remember it all."
Wei Liang's expression did not move, but even Doulong felt that he was in a good mood, and couldn't help but wag his tail and leaned forward, boldly begging him for a jumping bee.
He whispered: "Are you ready? I'm going to break the final seal."
Lin Zhuo nodded nervously, Doulong shook his head and leaned towards her, humped her on his back, and protected her tightly with his own body.
With a move, Wei Liang sealed the remaining few magic clouds in the ice lamp, the ice mist between his fingers, raised his hands slightly, and lightly scratched
Hearing a loud sound like a bust echoing in the tower, the solid black stone tower wall was faintly unstable under the impact of the sound, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
The frost condensed into a dragon, crawling ferociously to the top of the tower, deeply embedded in the gap between the black stones, and tore up brutally.
Not long after, the dark amulet engraved in the tower went out. The top of the tower cracked, and large and small pieces of falling rocks smashed down.
Wei Liang raised his sleeves slightly, flicking away the falling rocks for Lin Chuo and Doulong, bringing this man, one dog, and one go!
Lin Chu only felt a flower in front of him, and then a black light appeared in his vision.
Black, originally dull.
But the black here is actually black. The shadow dragged behind him, but it was slightly white.
Lin Chuo's eyes widened a lot when he saw such a strange sight for the first time, and he looked around curiously.
I saw that it was also inside a layer of ordinary black tower, with countless black iron chains as thick as calves extending from the four tower walls to the center of the tower bottom, tightly tied to a person.
This person has a weird appearance, clearly a man, but gave birth to a bitter female. He closed his eyes tightly, his chest was slightly undulating, he was actually a living person!
Lin Chuo breathed a sigh of relief. It’s always good news that you don’t have to fight 10,000-year-old zombies.
I saw a five-colored chalcedony piercing through this person's body, like a rope, straight through every important acupuncture point on his body, binding him so that he could not move at all. And those huge and terrifying black iron chains, on the contrary, looked like decoration.
"He is the predecessor Sword Sovereign Qin Wuchuan?" Lin Chuo took a cold breath.
"Ok."
Suddenly there was a little noise in the place of 10,000 years of silence, like thunder, awakening the sleeping people.
Qin Wuchuan slowly opened his eyes.
Lin Chuo found that there were no whites in his eyes, only a whole piece of deep black.
Horror! Quite scary!
"Wei...liang?" Qin Wuchuan snorted, "Finally, do you want to give your teacher a good time."
Lin Chuo was slightly shocked-does this sound a bit wrong?
What kind of dog-blood drama is this fighting for power!
Wei Liang did not speak.
Qin Wuchuan said again: "As a teacher, I don’t believe in evil. I feel that those disciples who have become enchanted are controlled by the magic cloud because of their weak will. The teacher thinks that with his steel will, he can suppress and subdue the magic cloud. I didn’t expect... Once you enter the demon gate, it’s as deep as the sea! After so many years, I’m afraid that the Nine Sun Pagoda is about to pretend to be unable to hold the demon cloud in my body! It’s also time to send it as a teacher on the road! Send it away as a teacher. I can see the sun again... for so many years, this old man has suffered too!"
Wei Liang's face was thoughtful.
Qin Wuchuan hasn't spoken to anyone for a long time. Once he opened the door, he was a little bit eloquent: "In these years, I know that your heart is also suffering! Since childhood, I have taught you to kill demons and kill demons, and bless the common people. , But I didn’t expect that, huh, huh, I actually fell into a demon! Oh, oh! You saved my life without telling the world, but you were afraid that I would do harm to the world, so I used the spirit of the sword and the magic chain. , Imprison me here, lie to the outside that the suppression is ominous..."
"My child, you have suffered so much for so many years! Over the years, being a teacher has become your demon?"
Wei Liang smiled faintly: "No. Anything else, let's talk about it."
Qin Wuchuan twitched his lips and said, "It's true that I've been working hard to save myself as a teacher for thousands of years. However, there is really no way. Once you are in a demon, there is absolutely no room for change. So, you don't have to hesitate anymore. , Send me on the road today. Before you do it, take away the sword marrow of Xianmeng, so as not to damage the treasure."
Wei Liang's lips floated and smiled: "That's wrong. The magic cloud can be restrained. You can't, because you are too weak."
Qin Wuchuan stared at him blankly, his mouth opened in surprise: "Could it be that someone has become a demon, but can they not do it to the common people?"
There was a clear blankness in his eyes.
"Even I can't do it... I thought I could do it... But... it's impossible, it's impossible! The magic cloud controls the body and forcibly roots the soul, it is impossible to suppress it... Wei Liang is a good disciple, you don't need to comfort me!" Qin Wuchuan looked at Wei Liang with those pure black eyes, "take away Xianmeng sword marrow, and then kill me! I will never resist!"
Lin Chiu wanted to talk, but was swept into his arms by Wei Liang, a finger gently pressed her lips.
His chest moved slightly and he let out a low grin.
For a moment, a cold voice reverberated: "Since you said that the monster can't put down the butcher knife, why are you willing to die at this moment?"
Qin Wuchuan seemed to be choked heavily, and his voice was a little unnatural: "That's also a bit selfish. Being locked here for thousands of years is really better than death. I just want to die! Anyway, take the Xianmeng sword marrow, There is also a magic chain that locks me up, even if I want to resist, I have no power."
Wei Liang laughed twice, brushing his long sleeves.
I saw that the black iron chain, which was so strong as to last forever, suddenly sank in large sections, and under the smooth outer shell, it was already filled with dense pits! The black magic cloud was condensed into maggots, rampaging through the chain.
Qin Wuchuan's face was suddenly gloomy and twisted when he saw the scheme being dismantled mercilessly.
Only Xianmeng Sword Marrow can really trap him from beginning to end.
If Wei Liang is really in the game and take the sword marrow first, Qin Wuchuan will be free again!
When Qin Wuchuan first discovered something was wrong, he was still able to use his willpower to barely maintain a sober mind and was voluntarily imprisoned in the Nine Sun Pagoda. However, after thousands of years, the magic cloud had already taken root in his body and completely eroded his mind.
Today's Qin Wuchuan only wants to get out of trouble, and then slaughter the Quartet, let the world flow into a river!
The scheme failed, he knew there was no way to survive, he couldn't help but raised his head and roared, swallowing back the magic cloud that had been expelled from his body by the sword marrow beforehand, trying to forcefully break free.
Wei Liang sneered and sneered up, holding Qin Wuchuan's head swaying from side to side with his white palms, and then looked down at Lin Chu
"Tweet, do it."
Without hesitation, Lin Chu put his hand on Qin Wuchuan's shoulder.
She knew that Wei Liang was originally going to kill Qin Wuchuan, but since she could absorb the magic cloud and increase her cultivation base, she indirectly saved Qin Wuchuan's life.
Yelian stretches the petals of the lotus, absorbing nutrients wantonly.
The remaining lotus petals on the second lap gradually open!
The irritable Qin Wuchuan gradually calmed down, his eyes getting more and more weird.
After a long time, the pure black in Qin Wuchuan's eyes gradually faded, and the two colors of black and white returned to his eyes. He was very at a loss, opened his mouth slightly, made a soft breath, and then fainted.
The second circle of Yelian has seven petals in full bloom!
"Nothing?" Lin Chuo was a little disappointed, and stretched out his hand on Qin Wuchuan's body a few more times.
Wei Liang took a long breath and grabbed her restless paws into her palms, focusing her index finger on her forehead, helping her to seal all the aura she had just acquired back to the sea of ​​consciousness.
Lin Chiu's body bulged up like a balloon quickly returned to its original shape.
"If you don't have me, what can you do." He was angry and funny, "You got married right."
Hearing his re-reporting of old things, Lin Chu couldn't help but ask, "Could you tell me, why don't you like Liu Qingyin?"
Wei Liang was indifferent, and asked, "Why do you like it."
Lin Chiu said: "She is good-looking and has a good temperament. She is the best in the world in kendo. Whoever meets such a woman will like it, right?"
Isn't that the case in the book?
Wei Liang straightened his back and walked with his hands for two steps, and said, "If I wasn't like this, I wasn't the identity of the Sword Lord, and I didn't have this kind of cultivation, would you still like me?"
Lin Chuo subconsciously replied, "I don't like your appearance, identity and cultivation base, too?"
Wei Liang: "..."
Doulong: "..."
Lin Chuo quickly remedied: "I am so grateful to you, I can't take care of anything else?"
Wei Liang's faint smile revealed a three-point sorrow: "Madam, don't need to explain, don't blame you, it's doing, getting, no, enough for your husband.
For some reason, Lin Zhuo always felt that his words seemed very unkind.