Chapter 55

Seeing what Lu Qingshan said, Zang Xiaojian stopped being entangled, stretched out his finger, and lightly tapped on the tip of the three-foot-front sword.

A little light suddenly flickered.

Whoosh!

The three-foot front seemed to be returning to the sea, and instantly penetrated into Zang Xiaojian's body.

The moment Sanchifeng entered his body, a divine light flashed in Zang Xiaojian's eyes, sharp and sharp.

Sword cultivators and natal swords have always been complementary to each other. Swords cultivate natal swords, thereby continuously improving the quality of natal swords. Naturally, natal swords also give feedback and benefits to sword repairers.

Swords can also support people!

Therefore, at the moment when the three-foot-blade was refined as the natal sword, Zang Xiaojian added a bit of the three-foot-blade spirit out of thin air.

...

The speed of the little girl refining the natal sword is a bit fast.

Lu Qingshan murmured to himself, then retracted his gaze from Zang Xiaojian's body, and scanned the surroundings.

From the moment when the Jiaolong Demon King rescued Jiaoyan to when he was thrown into the Lingyuan, most of the flood beasts brought by the Jiaolong Demon King had escaped from the restraint of the formation.

"The Jiao King is dead!" Just now, the sword master, who had been seriously injured, stood up again under the explosion of all his strength, roared angrily, and crushed the breath of the Nascent Soul cultivator towards the center of the battlefield.

The next moment, the flood beasts in the battlefield started to scatter like birds and beasts, running around, trying to escape back to the sea.

In terms of the current situation, it is clear that the dragon beast still has the upper hand. Even if there is the Nascent Soul, the sword master, the sword master is seriously injured at this time, and his condition is worrying.

But this is the bad nature of monsters. Once the Jiao King died, Jiao Yan, the only blood of the Jiao King, also fell into the spiritual abyss with the Jiao King. Under the leadership of the dragons, these Jiao beasts and human monks had to fight to the death. possible.

All beasts are selfish.

Zang Xiaojian looked at the many flood beasts fleeing on his own, eager to try, and asked Lu Qingshan: "Do you want to hunt them down?"

Lu Qingshan glanced at the saber master, seeing that he did not make any moves to chase and kill the dragon beasts after showing his aura, he already understood in his heart that the sword master was at the end of his battle at this time, and he was just putting on airs to scare off these dragon beasts.

"Don't chase after poor bandits, let these flood beasts go first." Lu Qingshan said coldly.

The dragon-slaying knife monk seemed to have received a similar order, and he was also intentionally or unintentionally letting the flood beasts escape.

Under the leadership of the Flood Dragon Demon King, these flood beasts landed on the island in a mighty arrogance, but in the blink of an eye, they were defeated and fled in embarrassment.

The dragon-slaying knife monk, who was fighting bloody battle, didn't know what to say when he saw this scene.

They only know that the heavy haze that has shrouded the island for more than two hundred years has finally dissipated today, and the people on the island have seen the light of day again.

Just when the last dragon beast also disappeared from their field of vision, the sword master suddenly slumped and fell straight down.

"Sword Master!"

Immediately, a cultivator of Golden Core of the Dragon Slaying Saber exclaimed, and rushed over in a panic to check the situation of the sword owner, and after confirming that the sword owner was only injured and exhausted and fainted, he was relieved.

...

"Thank you three for your help." Lianzhou came over and thanked Lu Qingshan very politely.

When the master of the sword was unconscious and the Taoist Tongzheng was also seriously injured, the three masters of Lianyun temporarily led the monks who slaughtered the dragon sword to manage the situation.

"We have to treat the injured colleagues as soon as possible." Lianzhou pointed to the dragon-slaying knife monk who was cleaning up the battlefield around him and said, "In a few days, our dragon-slaying knife will come to the door in person, thank you three for your help."

Lu Qingshan waved his hands and said: "No problem, you can go about your business."

Lianzhou stopped talking and hurriedly joined the ranks of recuperating the battlefield.

...

"I didn't expect Shopkeeper Xue would even give up his own life for the child I just found out today..." Cang Xiaojian said with a complex expression.

"It's not surprising," Lu Qingshan said in a deep voice, "King Jiao would risk his life to get close to Lingyuan for the sake of his own blood, let alone to avenge his wife.

What about Xue Zhuyong who overthrew the Mo family? "

Zang Xiaojian was speechless, and asked again: "Shopkeeper Xue is so affectionate and disregarding life and death for Master Mo, so what is Master Mo doing for?"

"Although the Jiao Clan has poisoned the Jiaolong Island Human Clan, since it has been going on for so many years, why not bear it any longer?" Cang Xiaojian felt extremely regretful, and muttered, "With Master Mo's talent, if he is willing to practice for hundreds of years At that time, even if the Flood Dragon Demon King succeeded in transforming into a dragon, it might not be a big deal to him, but at this moment, in order to kill the Flood King, he gave up his life."

Lu Qingshan was silent for a while, thought for a while, opened his mouth and explained to Zang Xiaojian: "In this world, there are two kinds of people.

The first type is rational people, they will change themselves to adapt to the environment.

There is another kind of people who are irrational, and what they want is to change the environment. "

"Master Mo is the kind of irrational person..." Zang Xiaojian murmured.

Lu Qingshan nodded and shook his head again, "However, history has always been created by the latter type of people."

Zang Xiaojian's words froze and he fell into silence.

"What about you?" Qin Yitian who was hanging beside the two of them asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Lu Qingshan was startled.

Qin Yitian's eyes flashed, staring at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, and asked again: "Mr. Lu, what kind of person are you, the former or the latter?"

Lu Qingshan was stopped by Qin Yitian.

Qin Yitian didn't urge Lu Qingshan either, and kept looking at Lu Qingshan with his bright phoenix eyes, waiting quietly for his answer.

After a long, long time, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses, smiled bitterly at Qin Yutian, and said helplessly: "I don't know myself, I should be more inclined to the former type..."

Qin Yutian nodded as if he had realized something, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, "I understand."

Hurrah!

Suddenly, there was a strong whistling sound.

Lu Qingshan subconsciously looked towards the sound source.

This rumbling roar, like a prehistoric monster turning over, came from Lingyuan!

In a moment.

Countless white mist inexplicably emerged, brewed, and gathered in the dark spirit abyss.

"This is?" Zang Xiaojian widened his eyes and asked in surprise.

"The residents on the island have said that Lingyuan will erupt from time to time, it seems that we have encountered it." Lu Qingshan hesitated.

Hurrah!

The whistling sound became louder and louder, and the white mist became thicker and denser.

The three of Lu Qingshan quickly backed away from Lingyuan.

finally.

As if a violent explosion had occurred, a huge water column gushed out from the mouth of Lingyuan, surrounded by billowing white mist, and shot straight into the sky.

The loud rumbling sound was pressed to the surroundings layer by layer. After the water column reached a certain height, it spread out and fell at a gallop, leaving thousands of water droplets in the blue sky.

It's like a galaxy pouring down from the sky.

Under the sunlight, the drops of water reflect the crystal clear light. Between the water mist, there are various colors of light overlapping, colorful, magnificent and bright.

A beautiful rainbow in the sky appeared in the sight of everyone.

The dragon-slaying knife monk who gathered the dead monk's body on the ground and healed the wounded monk was also attracted by the huge movement, and couldn't help but look up at the rainbow that happened to appear after the war ended.

...

It's been a long time.

The movements of Lingyuan stopped abruptly, and as the water droplets all over the sky evaporated, that rainbow also disappeared.

The cloud sells and the rain arrives.

"I'm leaving." Zang Xiaojian suddenly said to Lu Qingshan with big wet and bright eyes.

"In such a hurry?" Zang Xiaojian was about to leave, Lu Qingshan was not surprised, they came to Jiaolong Island to find the sword, since the goal has been achieved, naturally there is no reason to stay longer.

He just didn't expect that Zang Xiaojian would leave in such a hurry.

With the temperament of a little girl, she accepted Xue Zhuyong's three-foot front, so there was no reason not to go back to Jiaolong City to see Mrs. Mo's.

"Yes, there are some special reasons, I have to go home as soon as possible," Zang Xiaojian pursed his lips and said, "I originally wanted to go back with you to see Mrs. Mo, but now it seems that Mrs. Mo has no choice but to ask is you. "

"Of course, I had an agreement with Mo Yan at the beginning, if something happens to him unfortunately, I will help him take care of Mrs. Mo." Lu Qingshan nodded and sighed.

Zang Xiaojian turned his head to look at Qin Yutian, and extended an invitation to Qin Yutian: "What about you, Sister Yitian? What are your plans next? If you don't have a place to go, how about going to my house?"

Qin Yitian's brows were darkened, with a faint gleam in his eyes, he looked at Lu Qingshan and said nothing.

"I understand." Zang Xiaojian instantly understood the meaning in Qin Yitian's eyes, and said to Lu Qingshan: "Then sister Yitian is also entrusted to you."

On the contrary, Lu Qingshan was inexplicably startled, he didn't understand what the sudden tacit understanding between Zang Xiaojian and Qin Yitian was all about.

"By the way, there is this." Zang Xiaojian clapped his hands fiercely, as if thinking of something, he took out a cloth bag from the storage ring and handed it to Lu Qingshan.

The cloth bag is very bulging, and I don't know what it contains.

"What is this?" Lu Qingshan was a little puzzled.

"This is a gift for the King of the Western Mouse, lest it get angry with me because I didn't say goodbye to it before I left." Zang Xiaojian said with a smile.

Knowing that this trip was very dangerous, and the King of the West Mouse had no combat power, Lu Qingshan let the King of the West Mouse and Mo Zhizhi stay in Jiaolong City together.

"I understand, I will pass it on to him." Lu Qingshan took the cloth bag and said.

"Then," Zang Xiaojian looked at Lu Qingshan, his dark pupils were shining brightly, and a small dimple appeared on his oval face, "Will Qingshan not change?"

Lu Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he waved his hand at Zang Xiaojian, and said with a light smile: "The green water flows forever."

Zang Xiaojian rose from the sword and turned into a stream of light, and her playful chuckle came from the sky: "Sister Yitian, see you next time."