THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 288: Satisfied
This time, Ling Chuxi did not try to stop Cang Yuan from letting him leave a few pieces for himself. In a way, since Cang Yuan can form Ling Ju, it is also good for him. On one hand, because he wanted to stop her, he couldn't stop her. This poor boy had been starving for tens of thousands of years and had become very hungry. Who can stop him?
Moreover, Duan Xiaomo sat obediently on the bed and stared at the strange light calmly, Compared to the past, there was a hint of curiosity in the empty eyes, but it was only a trace.
In the corner that Ling Chuxi did not notice, Zhen Ye, who was shaped like a small squirrel, curled up in the corner of the bed, and his eyes were startled, very human: "What kind of sword could absorb Mo Yujing's spirit? Li, Mo Yujing's entire box was absorbed by half in an instant. Seeing it like this, it would be fully absorbed in a short period of time. Could it be that a powerful sword spirit was hidden in this sword? "
The shockwave in Zhen Ye's heart erupted. It is not surprising that swords have spirituality. Many ancient swords could breed sword spirits, but such sword spirits were usually only slightly spiritual. For example, when a sword master is in danger, he can bring out sword chants. Warning, cannot form minds.
But looking at Ling Chuxi's sword, he could actually absorb Mo Yujing's entire box of spiritual power, such as the cultivation of humans or monsters. Clearly, this sword spirit already had its own consciousness, which was true. The magic sword weapon.
“What kind of sword is this?” Zhen Ye looked at Ling Chuxi blankly, and his mind was so confused that he could not even move his eyes.
"Boom!" The last trace of Mo Yujing's spiritual power flowed into the falling dust sword, and a dazzling ghost shot out from the sword's body, releasing an invisible stream of air, which immediately shocked Zhen Ye.
“Are you okay?” Ling Chuxi did not find Xiaohong strange things. Seeing Mo Yujing had been used in the box, he asked Cang Yuan in his mind, looking ahead.
“Hahahaha, waiting for thousands of years, my Cangyuan sword spirit finally condensed into a spirit body, hahahaha.” In a warm laugh, the figure of the great beach of Cangyuan appeared in front of Ling Chuxi out of thin air, although the spirit was visible It was still an illusion, it was still an illusion, but being able to escape from the falling dust sword and jump out of Ling Chuxi's sea of thoughts, regardless of the world.
Ling Chuxi pouted, not just the spirit body, was actually excited like this, and also spoke of the ancient text.
"Hahahaha, this is the spirit body, this is the spirit body of the sword god, as long as there is a spirit body of the sword god, I will be able to find the other remnants of Cangyuan and reshape the sword! Hahahaha, Wu Cangyuan was finally able to shout again and again Hunger ... "Cangyuan Jianling did not even see Ling Chuxi's hateful gaze, and continued to drop the ancient script indistinctly.
“Can't you say it's my character?” Ling Chuxi listened uncomfortably.
“How can I prove the identity of my first ancient sword without saying a word?” Cang Yuan said with great satisfaction.
Ling Chuxi suddenly discovered that the first time the Cangyuan Sword Spirit appeared, it gave off an unattainable cold feeling, but with the fusion of the sword spirit and soul, it became more and more human, it became more and more human, now condensed Being an entity, if you don't see its illusory form, just listen, it feels no different from a real person. Why do you think this guy is a little?
Ling Chuxi's sudden spiritual step, the sword spirit of Cangyuan was originally formed by the love and hatred of Cangyuan's predecessors, so Cangyuan's ruthless fusion became increasingly rich, even more so, then if Qidao Cang were to be gathered together with Yuan Yuanyi, other than reshaping the sword of Cang Yuan, would Senior Cang Yuan himself be resurrected?
Thinking of Ling Chuxi here could not help but get excited, but this idea was too unbelievable, and too far away, Ling Chuxi did not think too much.
“Forget it, do you like me, can you take care of Xiao Mo now?” Ling Chuxi was too lazy to hit him again. After all, he slept in the darkness for tens of thousands of years, leaving him proud for a while.
"No problem, let me see my Cangyuan ability now," Cangyuan said with a satisfied expression.
I saw the spirit move and fly from Duan Xiaomo's forehead. Ling Chuxi took Duan Xiaomo's hand, submerging his mind, and divine insight also entered Duan Xiaomo's sea of thoughts.
In the boundless sea of thoughts and spirits, the huge beach of Cang Yuan stood proudly, and the sword in his hand instantly came out.It was the seven Cang Yuan swords learned by Ling Chuxi, who was the only one in the world, but he came out of his hand but gave the people a very different feel. Each sword carried supreme power through the universe.
Although in Duan Xiaomo's heart, Ling Chuxi had the illusion that all the objects in the sky and earth were subject to his sword.
Dare not to resemble, what kind of pride should the predecessors of Cang Yuan personally cast the seven swords of Cang Yuan!
With Cang Yuan's sword hacking, Duan Xiaomo's Tianji Pill Heart also walked over, and the grid that divided Duan Xiaomo's sea of thoughts into countless fragments had been broken down and turned into nothingness, and the grid that divided Duan Xiaomo's sea of thoughts into countless fragments had been broken down and turned into nothingness, while Duan Xiaomo thought however, there was no confusion, but under Cang Yuan's guidance, they were arranged and combined in the original order, without any slight mistake.
Ling Chuxi realized that even though the current Cangyuan was only a spiritual body, his mental strength was still much stronger than himself.If he were to transform into himself, even if he could understand the grid, it would still be, he would not be able to rearrange his thoughts accurately.
Sensing Cang Yuan's vast and mysterious sword, Ling Chuxi forgot the time, and did not wake up until the last grille was cleaned.
In Duan Xiaomo's sea of thoughts, there was only the last part of the black silk fog, entangled at the deepest point, perhaps it was the ferocious power that Cang Yuan said, Duan Xiaomo would never be able to be fully restored to normal. Nevertheless, his condition can greatly improve and most of his consciousness recovers.
“Where is this?” In Duan Xiaomo's eyes, a dim light slowly appeared, and there was no longer any emptiness before. Look around and ask with doubt.
“Xiao Mo, how are you?” Ling Chuxi clenched Duan Xiaomo's hands in surprise.
“You ... You are Ling Chuxi, I ... who am I?” Duan Xiaomo looked at Ling Chuxi long ago and muttered.
“Are you Xiaomo, are you Duan Xiaomo, remember?” Hearing Duan Xiaomo's words, tears of joy appeared in Ling Chuxi's eyes, which could be asked, at least to prove Duan Xiao Mo had recovered his mind.
“Duan Xiaomo, yes, my name is Duan Xiaomo,” Duan Xiaomo nodded.
“Dad and my mom, why am I here?” Duan Xiaomo then looked around.
Ling Chuxi fell silent, not knowing how to answer.
“I remember that, my father is dead, my mother is dead, and I saw them being killed by my own eyes,” Duan Xiaomo said calmly, without the slightest bit of sadness or anger on his face, it was as if he was talking to her. People who are not related
"Mu Xiao ..." Ling Chuxi was somehow saddened to see the strange calmness on Duan Xiaomo's face. Even if he cried a little or shouted in anger, it was much better than this calmness. How did this happen? Is it because of too much stimulation? Or because the evil power has not been completely eliminated?
“Do you remember who killed them?” Ling Chuxi did not want to ask this question at this moment, but felt uncomfortable seeing Duan Xiaomo's appearance. If he can't find the real killer quickly, find a way to clear the vicious poison. Duan Xiaomo could not return to normal completely.
“Who killed them, who killed them?” Duan Xiaomo frowned, thinking hard.
"Ah ... My head hurts, hurts ..." Duan Xiaomo suddenly hugged his head and roared hysterically.
Ling Chuxi was frightened, and quickly entered into Shen Xiaomo's mind.
"He's fine." Cang Yuan's voice rang out in his mind, "His mind was too closed for a long time, and it suddenly opened, and he couldn't adapt for a while, let him sleep."
“But what I think about it is still not normal?” Ling Chuxi asked, thinking of Duan Xiaomo's calmness when her parents died.
"That evil force is still deep in his mind, so his emotions are incomplete, and he doesn't have seven emotions and six desires like a normal person," Cang Yuan explained.
“Real so.” Ling Chuxi finally let go of her heart. Think about it from another point of view. Incomplete emotions are not all bad things. At least you shouldn't suffer the loss of your parents too early.
"Let him rest for a while. I just stamped Tianji Xinfa on his mind right now. With Tianji Danxin, he could train on his own even in his sleep," Cang Yuan continued.
“Can I train in my sleep?” Ling Chuxi was shocked.
"The natural "heavenly heart, which was a rare qualification for thousands of years. The sword master of Cangyuan was also aware of the heavenly heart at the time of training for many years, but his strength was the best in the world. This small ink paragraph, future achievements will definitely not be in the pantheon of heavenly swords. Below. "Cang Yuan said with emotion.
After listening to this, even Ling Chuxi was a little envious of Duan Xiaomo's arrival. Although Jiuyin Juemai himself was also strong, at present, the potential dangers and benefits were not directly proportional, and it seemed more like the timing of the Bomb could be compared to Tianji Danxin which others could practice by sleeping. Of course envious, Ling Chuxi was still happy for Duan Xiaomo.
"OK, I am also tired and need to rest," Cang Yuan said.
“Are you going to sleep again?” Ling Chuxi. If this sleeping god slept again for decades, he was not sure of getting a thousand pieces of Mo Yujing back.
"Relax, I have condensed into an entity, and can quickly absorb the aura from heaven and earth, just like your cultivation." Cang Yuan's words made Ling Chuxi feel confident.
“By the way, I just felt Cang Yuan's cruel breath,” Cang Yuan said to Ling Chuxi again.
“Really?” Ling Chuxi was shocked. The cruelty of Cangyuan that he said should have been Su Yizhi's quest for the Zhenzong sword that killed for several days.
"I feel right, but the quality of your sword is still a little worse. It can accommodate sword spirit and sword soul spirit. That would be the best. When I repair the sword back for you, we will collect this Cruelty, "said Cang Yuan.
"okay! How long?" Ling Chuxi knew that Cang Yuan was right. In the beginning, the falling dust sword was just an ordinary weapon shop. The quality of the falling dust sword itself could only be average, even after being tempered by Tianlei, It was difficult to hold more of Cangyuan's remains without refining them compared to the actual magical warriors.
"If it's faster, half a month will work out," Cang Yuan thought of the time.
“Yeah, I'll be preparing for this time period.” Ling Chuxi had calculated the time, and would not miss visiting the main gate, just before that time to gather the cruelty of Cang Yuan, so as not to have too many nights.
After speaking, Cang Yuan disappeared into the falling dust sword. Not long after, the sharp sword body emitted a few small dark brown spots, it seemed that the sword spirit Cangyuan was re-polishing the fallen dust sword, knowing the dirt.
Duan Xiaomo closed his eyes tightly and would not get up for a moment.
Suddenly recovering his memories, he also needed time to adapt. Although his emotions were incomplete, the death of his parents would definitely leave some shadow in his heart, and he would suffer the loss of his parents at a young age. Maybe not as it seems on the surface.
Seeing the slightly pouting brows in sleep, Ling Chuxi patted her cheeks miserably, covered her with a blanket, and did not wake her up.
Ling Chuxi used to think that her life was hard, but compared to Duan Xiaomo, she felt really lucky.
After all, his parents were still alive, and there was hope for his brothers to reunite, and there was an older brother who had taken care of himself in his own way, even though he was not around.
Thinking about the elder brother, Ling Chuxi's mouth showed a warm smile. I don't know where that brother is now. Is his strength improving again? Ling Chuxi secretly made up her mind, and after accepting Jin Danzong's cruelty, she first visited Liuyunzong.
The night was cold and the window penetrated inside, Duan Xiaomo turned around and clung to Ling Chuxi's side, his eyebrows stretched out, and he slept very sweetly.
Ling Chuxi did not have much drowsiness, he found the seven Cangyuan swords that Cangyuan Jianling had just made. He trained for so long, he thought that he had realized the similarities, but only after reading Cangyuan's sword did he know this Mystery sword was beyond his imagination.
Drowning in the sword, Ling Chuxi's mind gradually fell into the air.
As the sky faded, Ling Chuxi retreated from the practice, opened her eyes, and saw Duan Xiaomo wondering as she woke up, sitting still without a word, her eyes empty of the previous emptiness and confusion, and she was left with no words, but I don't know what to think.
"Xiao Mo, are you awake? Are you feeling all right?" Ling Chuxi asked Xiao Mo's hand.
“Huh.” Duan Xiaomo nodded. Although it was still expressionless, Ling Chuxi could feel her attachment to herself.
“How about Chu Xi, Xiao Mo?” At this moment, Duan Feiyu's slightly trembling voice came from outside.
Ling Chuxi only remembered that there was a legal protector standing outside. Xiao Mo felt comfortable and took a short nap. He also practiced for a while, but the law protector stood there all night.
Opening the door, I saw Duan Feiyu's face pale in coldness, and the frost on the end was like pulsatilla. Even though Zongmen Shengjing was separated from the outside world by the ban of the formation, his temperature was still very low at night.To protect Ling Chuxi, Duan Feiyu did not dare to work hard to fight the severe cold, which was very cold, and his body froze and his limbs twitched. I can't help it now.
“No problem at this time.” Ling Chuxi was a bit embarrassed. Cangyuan had already been healed, but he had forgotten that he was standing alone outside being stunned, causing it to blow a cold wind for most of the night.
Duan Feiyu looked at Duan Xiaomo and found that his condition was very different from before. Although there was no expression on his face, he could no longer see the blank and confused colors as before.