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Chapter 109: Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black

For the first time, the flower fox felt strange to Mr. Wild Fox. The Wild Fox, who taught him for eight years and grasped the teaching stick, became somewhat mysterious.

"It's a pity that Mr. Wild Fox is dead..." Hua Hu was sad.

After being reminded by Mr. Lingyue, he immediately discovered the mystery of the words "The Sexual Melting Craftsman" Aofu. Mr. Wild Fox once explained this sentence. The words are profound, but the flower fox never thought about sacrifices and refining.

He immediately tried to use his spirit to stimulate the qi and blood and melt the words. He suddenly felt that his qi and blood were connected to the Vermilion Bird Plate Dragon Mirror and his heart was connected.

In his spiritual world, there was immediately a flying Vermilion Bird, a tiny flame dragon scattered on the back of Vermilion Bird, symbiotic with Vermilion Bird, which was very strange.

This is the form of the spiritual weapon Vermilion Bird Plate Dragon Mirror transformed in the spiritual world!

The flower fox tried to use magic power to activate the Suzaku Plate Dragon Mirror. With a swish, the two burning fire wings behind him opened and flapped their wings and flew up extremely fast, which caught him off guard.

Bang!

The flower fox hit the cliff, making him dizzy, fell backwards and fell into the abyss.

A flash of fire in the abyss, he flapped his wings and flew up and rushed into the abyss!

After obtaining the spiritual weapon, he could not have thought of sacrificing it for three or five days. However, after receiving the guidance of Mr. Lingyue, he soon sacrificed Ruyi and activated the Vermillion Bird Plate Dragon Mirror to be able to do it!

Huahu was surprised and happy, but he was also confused: "Since Mr. Wild Fox and Mr. Lingyue are classmates, then Mr. Wild Fox must have extremely high skills and will not be worse than Mr. Lingyue. Why did he die that day..."

On the day Huqiu Village was slaughtered, Su Yun was not present, and Hua Hu was there, and by chance he took Li Xiaofan and others to escape.

He remembered something that happened that day, but as he understood Mr. Wild Fox more, the more he felt something was wrong with what happened that day.

At the same time as he flapped his wings to the shore of the abyss, Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng were also beaten by a group of spiritual weapons and rolled over and out of the rich sect, and were about to be swept into the vortex of the spiritual weapons!

The two of them are still not dead, using their strength to fight the spiritual weapon craze, trying to escape from this torrent.

"If you are caught in the vortex of spiritual weapons, you are afraid you will be doomed and you will definitely die there!"

This thought arose in Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng's mind at the same time. Without thinking, a magic rope flew out from his sleeve, leading him out of this dangerous place.

The Immortal Screw cannot be sacrificed in the dragon's nest, but when you get outside, you can sacrifice this treasure.

Just as Su Yun soared into the air, a golden rope flew out from Lin Qingsheng's sleeves. Lin Qingsheng grabbed the golden rope and almost took off the torrent of spiritual weapons below!

The two climbed on the rope and found each other at the same time. Lin Qingsheng urged the piano without saying a word. The piano sound was like an invisible knife, slashing it one after another!

Su Yun kicked with both feet, and Bi Fang's fire wings flew out one after another, slashing towards Lin Qingsheng's immortal rope.

Saw!

A series of sounds came, and the immortal rope that Lin Qingsheng climbed was cut off. The rope was ignited by Bi Fang and immediately fell into the vortex!

He looked up and saw that Su Yun's immortal rope was unscathed and had not even shaken.

"Is his immortal rope not a spiritual weapon?"

Lin Qingsheng was stunned and then activated his magical power. As the piano sounded, he stepped out.

In the air, the piano sound formed an invisible blade, and Lin Qingsheng's steps fell on the blade just right, lifting his body up.

His footsteps moved, and the sound of the piano kept ringing, and he was walking on flat ground in the air, but he did not fall down.

Such powerful magical control ability is better than that of a Confucian scholar like Tong Xuan!

boom!

Another thunder hit the center of the vortex, and a mouthful of spiritual weapon was activated, rising up, flying into the thunder clouds, compatible with the large tripod in the clouds.

The four-legged square cauldron in the thunder clouds became more and more real. Even the many scholars around the abyss could use the lightning to see the shadow of the large cauldron in the thunder clouds.

This scene is indescribably weird.

Su Yun held the immortal rope and shook it gently. The immortal rope was tilted away. His figure fell on the immortal rope. His eyes glimpsed at the four-legged square tripod in the thunder clouds, and his heart was slightly shaking.

"Is this spiritual weapon refined by the ancestor of the Lin family going to be resurrected by the thunder tribulation?"

Thunder tribulation is the vitality of heaven and earth. It is both a tempering and a great opportunity. Su Yun personally experienced the tribulation of eating in the whole village, and had a deep understanding of it.

"This thunder tribulation is equivalent to the heaven and earth vitality of the Lin family's spiritual soldiers. The Lin family's spiritual soldiers collapsed. But if all the spiritual weapons are gathered in the thunder clouds according to the phantom of the cauldron, and with the help of the thunder clouds, this treasure can probably repair itself! But..."

Su Yun's eyes fell on Lin Qingsheng who was wandering outside the immortal rope, and thought to himself: "I'm afraid many people will die, right?"

Lin Qingsheng was constantly slapped by the sound of the piano and was still looking for an opportunity to attack.

"Lin Qingsheng, didn't you say that a mature superior person has no feud in his eyes? There is no personal grudge between you and me. It's also a matter of business if I beat your brother to death. Why don't you be a mature superior person?"

Su Yun took a step forward and approached him on the immortal rope, saying slowly: "So it is not your relatives and friends who die, and you can say such things when you are the perpetrator. But it is your relatives and friends who die, and when you are the victim, your hypocritical side is exposed."

Lin Qingsheng's eyes were cold and he didn't say a word.

"You are struggling in the city, learning the behavior of superiors, covering up your true thoughts everywhere, and even believing you if you tell too many lies."

Su Yun showed a sarcastic look: "But I am a countryman. The countryman emphasizes revenge and gratitude. The rules of your city people are just rules that bind you, and to me are nothing. Lin Qingsheng, I can achieve the unity of knowledge and action, but you can't do it! This is where I am better than you!"

boom!

Thunders followed his words and poured down and hit the center of the vortex!

A spiritual weapon rose from Su Yun and Lin Qingsheng and flew towards the phantom of the big cauldron in the clouds!

Lin Qingsheng's eyes twitched, standing here was extremely dangerous, and he could be hit by thunder at any time.

Moreover, the spiritual weapon in the dragon's nest is still flying out. Now it is the seventh wave of spiritual weapon craze. The large tripod refined by the Lin family should be almost completely disintegrated.

The underground space collapsed, probably not far away!

He suddenly turned around and left, and said coldly: "Su Yun, two months later, in front of Shuofang Academy, life and death will be decided!"

"Are you scared?" Su Yun's voice came from behind him.

Lin Qingsheng turned a deaf ear and accelerated his pace.

Su Yun stepped on the immortal rope and ran with him, and said lightly: "I have been practicing for three days and have reached this point, and I have been with you in magic. In ten days, I can beat you to death. But I have to wait for these two months because I promised my fellow villagers to beat you to death in front of them."

Lin Qingsheng resisted the urge to fight him to the end, quickly came to the shore of the abyss, shouting loudly: "All the Lin family's children obey the orders, leave here with me!"

Su Yun also landed directly on the ground and shouted loudly: "This place is going to collapse. Are you still not leaving? Do you want to become a sacrifice?"

Hundreds of scholars on the shore hesitated. At this moment, a cracking sound came from the underground mountain, like a tsunami from the seabed. The sound made people's scalp numb and their bodies trembled!

"It's really going to collapse!" someone shouted loudly.

Suddenly, laughter came from the abyss below the vortex, and only Mr. Lingyue's voice came from the abyss: "Suyi, I will write a poem for you, listen to it. "Ode to the Belly Bird": Two beautiful flowers, white skin as white as clouds."

Mr. Lingyue's body was filled with black smoke, rising from the abyss, holding a bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks in his hand, with a blue nose and a swollen face, but he was proud and chanting: "I don't know who is making fragrant buds in the spring tent? I'll give you this poem, plain clothes, your bellyband, I'll collect it!"

The second leader of the Lin family, Lin Suyi, came from the abyss, and suddenly, a mountain rose from the bottom of the abyss, and snow fell on the waterfall. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi floated in front of the waterfall, dressed in disheveled, with her hands covering her chest and kicked her legs in a row.

I saw the waterfall flying up, and the bright water lines connected to the cliffs in all directions like spider webs. The beautiful woman Lin Suyi stood on the water lines, moving under her feet, making the sound of the shaking piano sounds!

Just now, the sound of cracking on the underground mountains made people tremble all over their scalp, and the sound of the water piano was even more fierce, making those scholars with slightly lower cultivation vomit blood directly!

The beautiful woman Lin Suyi's piano sound was not directed at those scholars. Mr. Lingyue was the first to be hit. Countless attacks bombarded Mr. Lingyue almost at the same time, breaking the rolling black smoke around him!

The sound of the piano was killing, and the sound of the murderous aura was fully displayed. Mr. Lingyue was beaten so hard that he rolled upwards, and with a roar, he crashed into the vortex formed by the spiritual weapon.

There was another loud bang, and the dragon's nest collapsed, and then the mountains underground began to collapse.

Su Yun, Hua Hu and Chi Xiaoyao were each responsible for a little fox and ran outward.

I heard Mr. Ling Yue’s laughter from behind: “Hahaha! The saints have three thousand sects, and I have millions of soldiers in my heart! Flashes!”

Su Yun looked back, but saw Mr. Ling Yue's writing and article suddenly turned into countless black-armored gods, grabbing all the spiritual weapons in the vortex in their hands. The array was neat and the murderous aura was overwhelming, and the thunder clouds above them were dispersed!

The four-legged cauldron formed by the vitality of heaven and earth in the thunder clouds collapsed and no longer existed!

Lin Suyi was furious, and the sound of the piano was extremely intense, and she used all her strength to activate her spiritual powers!

Hua Hu also looked back and saw Mr. Lingyue's Confucianism from afar, and suddenly said: "Xiaoyun, I want to study under Mr. Lingyue from the Confucian Academy."

Chi Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Hua, if you join Mr. Lingyue's disciple, you may be implicated by him. You will be struck to death by lightning at some point!"

Su Yun also looked at the flower fox in confusion, and the flower fox's eyes were firm.

The underground rocks fell, and everyone ran out with force. Su Yun suddenly activated his blood and the yellow bell appeared. Thirty-six white apes jumped out of his yellow bell scale, lifted some injured scholars on their backs, and leaped like flying, leading the injured people out.

"Mr. Lingyue is indeed a person with great ability."

Su Yun used his mind to control Qi and Blood to save people, saying, "Second brother is planning to join his disciples, he must have thought about it carefully, and I will not dissuade you."

Huahu smiled: "You may not understand now, but you will understand me in the future."

He also activated martial arts and turned into qi and blood dragons to save people. Chi Xiaoyao also used his magical powers to help the injured scholars escape from the underground.

They climbed all the way and finally rushed out of the big crack before the underground collapse caught up with them.

Everyone rushed out of the lightning strike, and the earth behind them continued to fall into the abyss, and the rocks fell into the ground, which was extremely scary!

When the scholars rushed out of the Lightning Valley, there was a loud crack. Everyone looked back and saw that most of the mountains in the Lightning Valley suddenly collapsed!

"Is Mr. Lingyue dead?"

Suddenly, a cheer erupted in the crowd: "The disaster star wanted to defeat us, but we were killed!"

At this moment, the collapsed area exploded with a rumbling sound, and rocks flew around, countless spiritual fountains rushed out like they were falling from all directions!

Those spiritual weapons fell into strange beasts, foreign objects, cows, horses, pigs, sheep, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, plants, trees and trees.

Some of these strange beasts and objects escaped from the ground, some swayed into the sky, and some hid in the mountains, making the scholars dazzled.

At this time, someone woke up and shouted, "Spiritual weapon...the ownerless spiritual weapon!"

The scholars chased the spiritual weapons that were running around one after another. Chi Xiaoyao had never seen this scene before, and hurriedly led Qingqiu Yue and others to capture these spiritual weapons excitedly.

In the deep pit in the collapsed area, Mr. Lingyue crawled out in a dusty face, sat on a stone, gasping, and looked at the scholars trying to subdue the spiritual weapon, showing a tired smile.

The flower fox looked up and looked at Su Yun.

Su Yun nodded and smiled and said, "Second brother, you can get out of the mud without being stained, and you can wash in the clear water without being charming. Will your Confucianism turn into black smoke?"

Huahu walked towards Mr. Lingyue, turned around and waved to him, with a bright smile: "Absolutely not!"

Su Yun looked away and saw the flower fox coming to Mr. Lingyue.

After a moment, the words around the flower fox appeared, and gradually a stream of black smoke surged out of his spiritual world.
Chapter completed!
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