Chapter 39: Soaring

The five Lin Chuo returned to the main peak soon.
Because there were guests, Wei Liang didn't go in the direction of the new house. Instead, he took another path and led the people to the back mountain.
I saw a row of blue wooden wing houses standing in the middle of the bamboo forest, with square wooden tables in front of the wing houses.
Wei Liang led everyone to the wooden table and waved his sleeves, and the table was neatly filled with drinks and fresh food.
Lin Chuo: "..." This skill is good, I really want to learn it!
Wei Liang raised his hand and said to Zhuo Jin: "Please."
Zhuo Jin asked Xu Ping'er to take a seat first, and then sat beside her. After Wei Liang and others were also seated, he lifted the chopsticks and began to pick up vegetables.
The two moved fast and had a low voice, and they ate in a hurry, even though they were polite.
Wang Weizhi's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed-along the way, several monks didn't even remember that mortals needed to eat. Fortunately, Zhuo Jin brought dry food and water with him. When eating and drinking occasionally, Wang Weizhi was quite annoying.
Wei Liang saw Lin Chiu's eyes straighten, staring at the food on the table in a daze, and couldn't help being a little amused.
"Want to learn?"
She regained consciousness suddenly, and nodded repeatedly.
Wei Liang was about to speak, only to hear that Wang Weizhi laughed, and said, "Fool! He just took things out of Qiankun's bag! You wouldn't think he changed it!"
Wei Liang: "..."
Lin Zhuo: "..." Inexplicably, I felt as if I was interrupted by some interest.
Unconsciously, Wang Weizhi picked up the big bronze pot, tilted his head, let the clear liquor pour down from the spout, and then opened his mouth to receive it.
His movements are very bold and unrestrained, his posture is handsome, his appearance is handsome and delicate, his red and white robe is faintly shimmering, but he is quite handsome and charming.
A faint smile appeared at the corners of Wei Liang's lips.
The next moment, I saw that Wang Weizhi looked like a rooster with his neck strangled. With a strange cry in his throat, he threw the big bronze pot, bowed his waist and spit straight out.
"Sour! Bah! Wei Liang! You used stinky wine to entertain guests!"
Zhuo Jin took a strange sip of the wine in his glass and said, "It's a good wine."
"How is it possible!" Wang Weizhi opened his eyes, "It's clearly sour!"
When he puffed up his eyes and stared at people, his long and thin eyes swelled slightly, like a goldfish.
Wei Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a casual tone: "You don't think I changed it."
The original words are returned.
Wang Weizhi: "..."
If you still don't understand that Wei Liang was deliberately punishing him, then he would have lived all these years for nothing.
"Okay, okay." Wang Weizhi turned around in annoyance, and started a little temper.
Zhuo Jin circled his right hand to his lips, coughed softly, hiding his smile.
Xu Ping'er also relaxed a lot. She didn't deliberately get close to Lin Chuo, the only woman, she raised her eyes from time to time, looked at Lin Chuo kindly, and then smiled stupidly at her.
Lin Chu saw her even more pleasing to the eye.
After the meal, Zhuo Jin put down his chopsticks and said to Wei Liang, "Can you take a step to speak?"
Wei Liang let out an "um", his eyes fell on Wang Weizhi, and he hesitated for a moment.
Wang Weizhi laughed: "Why, I'm afraid that I will abduct your daughter-in-law? My ancestor of the Wang family once abducted Lao Jianjun's wife! It is not unreasonable for you to worry about it..."
Suddenly hearing the sound of a sword rang, Wang Weizhi's saber swept out of its scabbard from his waist, pierced the robe between his legs, and inserted it directly into the stone stool, clinging to the flesh, "buzzing" and trembling.
Wei Liang had no expression on his face: "I'm a guest from afar, and I don't have enough time for you for three days, so I won't be able to treat him well.
After that, Zhuo Jin was invited to the bamboo wing.
Wang Weizhi grinned, "hissing" and gasping.
He slid back quietly, and his sword seemed to have long eyes and then squeezed, almost to the skin of the important part. Although the sword is a hot sword, Wang Weizhi felt his skin straighten up in a chill.
Sweating in cold sweat, I dare not move anymore.
"Boiling Xiao, you have changed." He lowered his eyes and corners of his mouth, and looked at his natal sword in a very aggrieved tone.
Lin Chiu and Xu Ping'er couldn't help laughing while covering their mouths.
"You deserve it," Xu Ping'er said, "How can you talk like this, you deserve to be punished."
Wang Weizhi gave her a white look: "Hey, hey, are you a white-eyed wolf? Coming this way, the surname Liu looks unpleasant to you, picks you everywhere, who is covering you? Huh?!"
Xu Ping'er pursed her red lips slightly: "Yes, yes, thanks to Wang Shaoxia for his kindness!"
She and Wang Weizhi were also quite familiar with each other. Seeing that Lin Chuo was gentle and harmless, she said without precaution, "I really don't understand. That fairy Liu has a beautiful face, a high level of cultivation, and a temperament like me. Comparable. The cousin's words are obviously just angry. Why does she look at me everywhere and not pleasing to her eyes?"
Lin Chuo's heart of gossip was burning: "What did your cousin say?"
Xu Ping'er blushed slightly, embarrassed to speak.
Wang Weizhi said: "Zhuo Jin is blind, saying that Liu Qingyin is not as beautiful as Xu Ping'er. I don't think Liu Qingyin is much more beautiful in terms of looks!"
Lin Chuo: "..." It's no wonder that a man named Wang can't marry a wife!
Xu Ping'er didn't mind at all, and nodded and said: "It is true. Although I have two colors, I still have some self-knowledge. I am nothing but mundane. I have nothing to compare with Fairy Liu and this fairy."
Wang Weizhi sneered, raised one leg, carefully rounded the hot sword, kicked the big bronze pot with sour wine on the table out of a loud "bang", and said--
"It's a pity, beauty is beautiful. It's a pity that the woman is sour and stinky everywhere," he said, pointing to the sour wine he spit on the ground, "Hey, it's like this bar, look. The color is good, anyone who drinks it will have to vomit!"
Xu Ping'er remembered Liu Qingyin's acrimoniousness, and couldn't help shook his head with emotion.
"That woman surnamed Liu is also really strange." Wang Weizhi blinked and said to Lin Chuo, "At first, when Zhuo Jin touched the back of her hand, she was like a chaste woman, and she wanted to draw a sword. She was hacking. Later, Zhuo Jin ignored her, and from time to time, she leaned to the side of others, trying hard to compare her cousin. Tsk tsk, I looked aside, all embarrassed for her. , Let alone Qin Yunxi, his face dripping with gloom all day long."
Lin Chuo: "..." Wang Weizhi's appearance at this moment really resembles the kind of dewy girlfriend who breaks up after talking about gossip.
Xu Ping'er looked at Lin Chu curiously and asked, "Are you Sword Sovereign's wife?"
Lin Chuo was a little embarrassed and said, "Yeah."
"Sword Lord is really nice." Xu Ping'er said, "I just squeezed a sweat just now, for fear that the Sword Lord will be softened to speak for her. On such occasions, if the Sword Lord speaks to protect her, then you are so uncomfortable! Say something in your heart Well, if I were a man and looked at me by such a big beauty, I am afraid I would have been unable to find Bei! The Sword Master is really admirable. Like my cousin, he is a gentleman!"
Lin Chu sneered: "Three sentences can't leave your cousin."
Xu Ping'er's face turned red after a brush.
Wang Weizhi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I never heard how you mentioned Wei Liang. If you think about it, when will you follow me?"
"Why should I go with you?" Lin Chiu expressed his surprise with sincere feelings.
"You!" Wang Wei was angry. He was about to jump up. He suddenly remembered that there was his precious natal sword beside his natal baby. He languished and said, "Why do you think Wei Liang let you out of the tower? It’s because of me, because of me, because of me, don’t you understand? I’m going to pry the Nine Sun Pagoda. Wei Liang was afraid, so he came out and said to me, let me protect Zhuo Jin, and then he would let you out. Otherwise I It’s okay to go to the world to save people and do something--now do you know who your savior is?"
The boy's tone was very wronged.
Hearing what he said, I don't know why Lin Chuo felt a sense of confusion-as if Wang Weizhi was the white lady who started the flood of Jinshan, and Wei Liang was forced to let go of Fahai.
Xu Ping'er couldn't help but laughed: "Wang Shaoxia, you are wrong! These are clearly two things that are not related to each other. As far as I can see, the sword king just distracted you to save you from making noise in front of you. Did you have a headache when you found my cousin facing you?"
Wang Weizhi sneered and said, "Sure enough, I won't leave your cousin! Go away and leave me alone!"
Both women couldn't help laughing.
There was a soft "crunch" sound of bamboo behind him.
Wei Liang and Zhuo Jin walked out of the wing.
Zhuo Jin's expression became more calm, and the coldness between his eyebrows disappeared a lot. When Xu Ping'er met Xu Ping'er's gaze, the corners of his lips raised slightly, revealing a childish smile.
Wei Liang still looked indifferent and said, "Really think about it? Are you sure you want to leave here and live in the mortal world? The ant struggle will not be less than this cultivation world, the next time you meet that Such things, who are you counting on to save you?"
"I can save myself." Zhuo Jin gave a childish smile again, "I used to think that the battlefield was hell. Now I know that the real purgatory is only in people's hearts. In the past, I didn't want to guess people's hearts, but only in this world. Except for demons, everyone is a good person-this is actually self-deception. Now that I am willing to walk with my eyes open, naturally I will not fall down easily."
Wei Liang frowned slightly.
Zhuo Jin smiled and said: "You have done enough for me. From now on, you and I will be well. Don't worry about me, life and death. Since I made the decision back then, naturally I won't regret it. ."
Wei Liang said, "I said, within forty-nine days, you will regret it in time. I am different from you. Where I am is the self."
Zhuo Jin took two steps forward slowly, saying: "No, really don't need to. I am fine now, really good, much better than before. Now we know that there is no difference between immortality and vanity. What's the point of ascendant as I was before, so muddled as I was before? To understand the true meaning of life with a mortal body may not necessarily lead me down. You have helped me to let go of the obsessions and delusions that I used to be. I am now. I understand it thoroughly."
A faint light slowly floated between ordinary eyebrows and eyes.
Xu Ping'er looked dumbfounded: "Watch, cousin..."
At this moment, she actually felt that her own cousin, who had no power to bind the chicken, was more like a...Buddha than Wang Weizhi and Qin Yunxi?
She anxiously interrupted this thought in her heart-Buddha, that would be empty. She also wants to be the wife of her cousin and give him a baby! No no, cousin, don't have the idea of ​​becoming a monk!
Xu Ping'er looked at Zhuo Jin nervously.
Zhuo Jin is raising his eyes and looking into the distance, his gaze crosses the bamboo forest and sprinkles to the distant mountains.
Between heaven and earth, there are some things that are unclear and unclear, and they faintly resonate with him.
This feeling……
He never had it before! He is extremely talented, and he has cultivated into the strongest person in the world early, and his sword intent is even more unsurpassed. However, to cultivate one's true self, one only knows how to cultivate, but one "true" is always missing. No wonder it hasn't been realized for a long time!
Now, with the help of the person in front of him, the former sword master finally realized the way.
Following the vaguely trembling thoughts in his heart, his mind jumped thousands of miles and landed in a dense forest.
There, half of the broken sword was inserted diagonally in the mud, and there were incomplete pieces of broken sword scattered all around.
Relying on the instinct in his heart, he held it hard!
In this very short moment, whether in the fairy world or in the mortal world, everyone with a saber felt a slight drop in their body!
It seemed that the sword at the waist had become conscious, and he was adoring the king of the sword.
There, a clear sound of "clang" resounded through the dense forest, a clear light quickly condensed, and after faintly condensing into the appearance of a sword, with the momentum of cutting through the void, it swept across the sky and went straight to the return of the sword!
The sword is incomplete, and its original shape is not visible. It was so fast that it was so fast that it came into contact with the space, and it sparked a bright flame!
It was as if the sky was torn apart by it, the blood of the sky shed, and the scars solidified, as if eternal. Under the tempering of the external fire, Can Jian gradually changed...
The monk had to run for three days at the fastest speed. This sword was actually completed within a stick of incense.
"That... what is that?!"
This wonder can be seen in one-third of the entire continent.
It dragged its tail feathers, skimming over the seven mountains of Wanjian Guizong, not between the mountains behind the main peak.
"Is this...Is Sword Lord breaking through and soaring?!"
"Master has soared?!"
"His-Sword Lord has ascended!" Outside Si Guoling's barrier, the young disciple cheered and ran out.
Liu Qingyin was imprisoned in the enchantment. It was when he was violent and uneasy. When he heard such a sentence, he suddenly seemed to be scratching his heart.
"Don't go! Let me go out!" Her saber had been confiscated, and she could only kick the barrier light curtain with her feet weakly.
"He ascended? No, impossible! He is a demon, how to ascend! Lies, all lie! That person is not a master at all, I should have guessed it as early as the Wu Family Tomb! Why should I be myself Lie to yourself..." She muttered to herself, pacing around the barrier with her hands in her arms.
"Zhuo Jin, Zhuo Jin, this Zhuo Jin is the master! God! He called me voiceless, I didn't recognize him!" She hugged her head sadly, squatting on the ground, "I should have recognized it earlier He came! How come, why didn't I recognize him! I blame Xu Ping'er! She must have seized the opportunity to seduce him and made him move his heart, otherwise, how could the master deny me?"
"All of this must be the conspiracy of the Demon Lord! He deliberately harmed me! He deliberately separated me from Master... No wonder he fell in love with Lin Qiu! People like Lin Qiu are vicious and sinister, and they are just like demons like them. !"
She was extremely painful, and resentment filled her eyes: "These demons, these demons! He is obviously not a master, and he wants to humiliate me as a master! I, I will not let go! I want him to die! And Lin Autumn, I want to... slay demons! I want to send these ugly monsters to with my own hands!"
Across the barrier, she heard a faint sigh: "Finally understand?"
Liu Qingyin looked up in surprise.
I saw Qin Yunxi's long sword stained with blood, standing wearily outside the barrier, looking at her.
On the mountain road behind him, every hundred feet lay the bodies of two guardians.
"Big Brother..." A clear surprise appeared in Liu Qingyin's confused eyes.
Qin Yunxi smiled slightly: "Qingyin, I'm here to save you."
He opened the barrier with a jade card.
As he walked down the mountain, Liu Qingyin became more shocked: "Big brother...you, why do you want to kill the same door!"
Qin Yunxi had a smile on his lips and his eyes were gentle, but what he said made people shudder: "Keep your mouth and report to the demon lord?"
Liu Qingyin shivered subconsciously.
Immediately, a trace of cruel expression floated in her eyes: "Yes. The devil's dove occupying the magpie's nest will bring a heinous catastrophe to the world! In order to get rid of the chaos and eradicate the evil spirits, it is nothing to sacrifice a few people! The master is too kind and talented. I will lose myself to the devil!"
Qin Yunxi did not correct her mistakes, but just guided them: "Yes, Qingyin, I know you don't want to chase power, and you have no obsession with becoming a god, but for the sake of the world, we have to do some things. Qingyin, you are so kind, and you certainly don't want the creatures in this world to be burned!"
"Big brother, what should we do?" Liu Qingyin's eyes lit up with fighting spirit.
Qin Yunxi raised his head and looked at the sky that looked like blood and scars, and smiled faintly: "Find the fate, take the fate, and then you and I will do his fate!"
The tone was quite horrifying.
Liu Qingyin couldn't understand. But she knew that Arakawa failed to survive the catastrophe more than ten thousand years ago, and eventually the fairy body collapsed and was wiped out.
"You and I will do the fate? The fate... can be a human? What is the original fate?"
"Not necessarily."
I don't know if it was an illusion, Liu Qingyin felt that his mood was significantly lowered.
She didn't care about the emotions of the big brother. Now that he knows who is the real master, Liu Qingyin feels that the heart in his chest is beating again and again. Just now, didn't Zhuo Jin look back at her? As long as you kill the demon master and help Master regain his body, everything can go back to the past!
She lowered her eyes to prevent the man beside her from discovering her true thoughts. She knew that this person liked her, and that this person was cruel, and that in order to her, he would definitely try to kill the master. She hates him more and more, but now, she can only rely on and use him.
He must not know that there is a magic weapon that can hold the soul hidden in her universe bag. When he killed Zhuo Jin, this mortal body, he secretly collected the master's soul and hid it in the magic weapon. Waiting until he dealt with the demon lord, he was just looking for a chance to let the master's soul return...
Liu Qingyin was determined.
"Big brother, don't worry, evil will overcome righteousness, we will definitely win." She raised her apricot eyes and showed him a sweet smile.
Qin Yunxi's breath suddenly stopped.
He hasn't seen this look for too long...
"Unvoiced... call me... Yun Xi later."
Liu Qingyin suppressed the urge to nauseate and called out sweetly, "Yun Xi."
Qin Yunxi stopped turning his head abruptly, tears gurgling down.
It turned out that what he really wanted in his heart was the appearance of her calling his real name.
The two didn't dare to impose swords, and went down Si Guoling, as long as they bypassed the Xingtang, they could leave the gate.
When Qin Yunxi came in, he didn't meet the master who was sitting in the Xingtang. He didn't expect someone to fly up the mountain. The old man Xing turned back and sat in the hall, drinking the old wine alone.
"The old man has known for a long time that as long as he puts down his unlawful obsessions, Sword Sovereign will be able to fly upward..."
He wiped away the old tears, like an old father who hopes to become a dragon, and gratefully spilled another glass of old wine on the ground.
"My old friend Wuchuan, I finally saw this day... You are alive in the sky, and you will be very pleased...Come on, after drinking this cup, I also want to congratulate Sword Master!"
Suddenly, Elder Xing's gaze condensed, and the figure like a bamboo pole swept out of the lobby.
Qin Yunxi and Liu Qingyin were intercepted as soon as they bypassed the Xingtang.
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The mountain behind the main peak.
The blood sword dragged the red tail feathers that ran through the sky.
Doulong stood in front of Lin Chuo, raised his ears, lowered his body, and roared "Woo" in his mouth.
The fat man threatened the unknown intruder.
In an instant, the sword has arrived.
Wei Liang shook his long sleeves, walked to Lin Chuo carelessly, and gently gathered her shoulders.
Seeing the flames swooping down, Xu Ping'er was startled in two battles, but stubbornly stood in front of Zhuo Jin, ready to pounce him to the ground at any time, protecting him with his body.
The worst is Wang Weizhi. He was still nailed to the stone bench by his sword, and seeing the fire getting closer and closer, he was a little incoherent: "Hey Wei Liang, save my baby, hurry up and take the sword away!"
Zhuo Jin patted Xu Ping'er on the shoulder, and said softly: "Nothing."
At this moment, the sky was covered by the booming sound, but Zhuo Jin couldn't hold back his soft voice, as if he had to give way to the blood, fire and thunder when he spoke.
The sword is here.
He raised his hand and caught the sword.
Contrary to the world's guess, this sword is not gorgeous at all, not dazzling, no blood, and no fire.
It was unremarkable, it looked thinner and lighter than an ordinary iron sword, and there were several small gaps in the blade. It's like a discarded sword that a smithy recycles at a low price and prepares to melt it.
When Zhuo Jin's pale and thin hand held the hilt of the sword, blood and flames filled the sky, and suddenly disappeared.
"This...this..." Wang Weizhi's two goldfish were about to stick out, "This is soaring?! You are a mortal, how come you have become an immortal!"
Zhuo Jin smiled faintly: "The sword intent has reached the heavens and the earth, but the cultivation base has not yet been established. In summary, it is probably at the sword master level."
He took a deep breath, faced Wei Liang, and drew it to the end: "Sword Lord Zhuojin, see Senior."
Standing up, the cold breath between Zhuo Jin's eyebrows and eyes had disappeared. At this moment, he looked more like a scholar than before.
Wei Liang said indifferently, "What are your plans?"
Zhuo Jin said: "When I woke up, I heard my cousin whisper about the sauced duck neck of Juyunzhai thirty-eight times. So I took her back to Jingjing for a few times."
Wei Liang meant something: "Are you sure others want to walk with you?"
Zhuo Jin smiled heartily: "This confidence is still there."
He teased again and smiled at Wei Liang: "I wish you two early sons."
After all, looking unwilling to delay for a moment, he took Xu Ping'er and left along the mountain trail.
Lin Chuo could see that this Zhuo Jin was the real Wei Liang. The hidden meaning of this sentence just now is that he has completely put down his former body.
So... my cheap husband... can order a sword lord to fly...
It seems to be making a lot of money again.
Wang Weizhi was still blowing his brows and staring aside. With outsiders present, it was inconvenient for her to ask Wei Liang, so she looked at him secretly.
He caught her sneaky gaze, his lips twitched, and a change from the inside out faintly happened to him. The eyebrows are still the same, but there is a very unique aura exuding, like his words, simple and handsome.
"Congratulations to Sword Master's ascending!"
"Congratulations to Sword Master's ascending!"
The first wave of Daoxi disciples arrived.
"Congratulations, Master Fei... eh? Master hasn't ascended?" Gu Fei was blank.
The disciples looked at each other. Their cultivation is not enough, and they can't see if Sword Sovereign has ascended.
The atmosphere is extremely embarrassing.
Wei Liang was about to speak when he suddenly saw a disciple of Xingtang crawling over.
"Something happened! Liu Qingyin escaped from the enchantment, and Qin Yunxi, after washing the punishment hall with blood and blood, fled! Elder Xing was killed!"
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