Chapter 69
The edge of Lingyuan.
The plump and slender Mo Zhizhi stood here quietly, his gaze fixed on Lingyuan's mouth with eyes full of sorrow.
In front of her, there was a small silver-gray mouse figure!
"Mrs. Mo, you can just rest assured. Based on what I know about Lu Qingshan, he will definitely bring your husband and child out of Lingyuan." King Xishu patted his chest and swore to Mo Zhizhi.
Mo Zhizhi didn't make things difficult for King Xishu, and said softly, "I just want to wait for them here, so that when they come out, I can see them first."
The King of the West Mouse was a little helpless.
Since Lu Qingshan entered Lingyuan, there has been no movement for two days. Seeing that Mo Zhizhi has begun to acquiesce that Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan have encountered an accident, and is almost collapsed, it can only tell Mo the real situation. Zhizhi came to comfort her.
But who would have thought that after hearing such a secret, Mo Zhizhi rushed to Lingyuan and waited for Mo Yan and the others to return.
In order to fulfill Lu Qingshan's orders, it naturally can only stay by Mo Zhizhi's side.
Hurrah!
Right here, a strong whistling sound resounded from the Lingyuan.
The ears of the big king mouse moved slightly.
It was Lingyuan who was about to start spouting mist again, or in other words, that stupid whale was starting to breathe again!
Mo Zhizhi was attracted by the movement of Lingyuan, and all his attention was directed there.
Lu Qingshan, Lord Shu must have tricked you, the job of comforting a woman is actually more tiring than a fight!
Seeing that Mo Zhizhi's attention was temporarily diverted, King Xishu heaved a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and at the same time kept thinking about Lu Qingshan in his heart.
However, it's been a month, why Lu Qingshan hasn't come out yet, it can't be that he really encountered some unsolvable problem.
A trace of worry rose in the heart of the West Mouse King.
"Wait, something's wrong..." When the King of the Western Mouse was distracted, he casually glanced at the mouth of Lingyuan from the corner of his eye, only to find that Lingyuan was completely different from usual at this time, with a striking red light Shoot out of it.
"Could this be.......magma?" Seeing that the color was not right, it suddenly burst into tears, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Zhizhi's sleeve, trying to pull her to a safe place, "Mrs. Mo, Hurry up, Lingyuan is starting to play for real, this time it's not spraying water mist!"
Mrs. Mo's figure remained motionless, her eyes were red looking at the gleaming Lingyuan mouth, she choked up and said, "Yan'er...he's back."
King Xishu was taken aback, and looked at Mrs. Mo.
During this time, Mo Zhizhi had been holding a crystal jade pendant in his hand.
According to Madam Mo, it was refined by Mo Yan for her.
King Xishu didn't take it seriously, so he thought that Mo Zhizhi was thinking about others by seeing things.
But at this moment, within that jade pendant, there are countless rainbow lights lingering.
It was only then that the Western Mouse King realized that this jade pendant should be a complete set of mother-in-law instruments, which could sense another jade pendant, and the other jade pendant was obviously on Mo Yan's body.
…
Under the attraction from the depths of the Changsheng River, the figures of Lu Qingshan and his party gradually blurred.
"Finally going out!" Mo Yan was excited but worried.
After disappearing for so long, I don't know how worried she is.
Xue Zhuyong's expression was a little stiff.
During the one month in Yanling Realm, he was in a very awkward situation when getting along with Mo Yan, they were polite and unfamiliar.
Now that he had to add another Mo Zhizhi, he felt even more embarrassed.
He hadn't thought about how to deal with the scene where the three of them met.
Just when everyone had their own concerns, a bluish, vibrant and rich green light suddenly appeared in the Changsheng River, and it melted into Lu Qingshan's body silently in an instant, at a speed as fast as that of Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan. Neither of them noticed.
Only Qin Yutian noticed this scene.
"My lord, what is that?" Qin Yitian asked in a low voice.
She could feel that the light ball had no lethality.
I see.
Lu Qingshan's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was feeling something, and then a look of sudden realization appeared on his face. Regarding Qin Yitian's question, he pursed his lips, and explained to her in a low voice: "It's a gift from the longevity whale... ..."
...
After a while, they reappeared in that weird and colorful space transmission channel.
This teleportation process is like coming in, it is very short, and soon there is a bright light in the dark front.
Passing through the black hole, the surrounding temperature dropped.
They reached the mouth of Lingyuan.
The aura that came out together with them was still next to the very hot magma waterfall before, but when it suddenly encountered cold, it immediately liquefied into water mist, and under the thrust of Lingyuan, it erupted out of Lingyuan. go.
Protected by his spiritual power, Lu Qingshan rose through the air and left Lingyuan. Behind him were Xue Zhuyong, Mo Yan and Yan Ling rushing out like a river.
…
The West Mouse King Shu stared wide-eyed, watching several figures rushing out of the mist.
Behind them was a long red dragon.
Then, the red dragon suddenly turned into red dots all over the sky, floating in the sky.
And those few figures, after stagnating in the air, swooped towards them.
The Western Mouse King reacted quickly, "It's Lu Qingshan, they're back!"
Four figures stopped in front of King Xishu and Mo Zhizhi.
Mo Zhizhi's eyes were red, and she hugged Mo Yan tightly, sobbing softly.
Mo Yan could only pat Mo Zhizhi's back lightly in distress, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, it's okay..."
Xue Zhuyong stood aside without saying a word.
Seeing this situation, Lu Qingshan didn't say much, and left here with King Xishu.
There are some problems that can only be solved by themselves, and it is not easy for outsiders to intervene.
…
After five days.
Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian stood side by side, strolling on the streets of Jiaolong City.
No, it should be called Dragon Slayer City now.
The Dragon Slaying Knife cultivator officially took over the city the day after the Flood Dragon Demon King fell into the Lingyuan, and renamed it Dragon Slaying City.
There are countless pedestrians on the road, the surrounding business and travel stalls are all over the place, and the spacious streets are crowded to the brim.
Whether it is a commoner in coarse brown clothes or a wealthy family wearing silk, there are hearty smiles on their faces while walking, and their eyes are full of light instead of gloomy before.
It is two completely different atmospheres from the bustling but oppressive atmosphere before.
Involuntarily, a bit of lightness rose in Lu Qingshan's heart.
After walking a few more steps, a huge black iron dragon statue with a height of hundreds of feet came into view.
Although the cultivator of Dragon Slaying Sword changed the name of Flood Dragon City to Slaughter Dragon City, the master of the sword decided to keep the statue of Flood Dragon.
However, in the past, the significance of the dragon statue was to express the supremacy of the dragon demon king, but now it commemorates the monks who sacrificed for slaying the dragon and all the boys and girls who died in the sacrificial ceremony. The human race remembers the experience of being ruled by the Jiao clan.
In front of the Jiaolong statue, there was a couple with a child, looking up at the ferocious Jiaolong statue.
With tears in his eyes, the father kept stroking his child's head with his thick palms, and murmured: "It's all over, it's all over, and no one will take you away from us again... ..."
The child was ignorant and didn't understand why his father was crying suddenly, so he could only pull his father's sleeve, "Dad, don't cry, don't cry."
"Mother, look at dad, why is he crying?" The child wanted to ask his mother for help, but when he turned around, he found that his mother had burst into tears at some point.
"If the girl in the spirit of the sky can see this scene, she should also rest in peace." The mother murmured, covering her heart.
The child panicked all of a sudden, at a loss, and didn't know what to do.
"Father and mother are happy, don't be afraid." The father rubbed his eyes, held the child's little hand and comforted him.
The child looked up at his parents. Although his eyes were red, he clearly smiled brightly. The ignorant child didn't think too much, and laughed unconsciously.
This is the significance of what Mo Yan and Tulongdao did.
Lu Qingshan murmured.
Laughter, children's coquettish voices, and those shining eyes full of hope...
All of this made Lu Qingshan extremely happy.
He felt his heart suddenly light up.
It was at this time that an inexplicable feeling arose spontaneously, making him enter a strange state of mind.
In front of the dragon statue, Lu Qingshan slowly closed his eyes.
He seems to be in the perspective of God, with a very detached state of mind, feeling the scenes that emerge from his mind, constantly passing by.
There is an invisible thread that connects everything, making a complete circle.
Qin Yitian stopped.
She felt a kind of silent sublimation taking place in Lu Qingshan's body.
A force of heaven and earth enveloped him, washing the lead on his body.
In her eyes, Lu Qingshan at this time has become spotless, especially clear, like a crystal clear jade.
A moment later, Lu Qingshan opened his eyes, and his eyes met Qin Yitian's. It can be seen that there is a strange light flowing in Lu Qingshan's dark pupils, which contains special magic power, which attracts people to immerse themselves in it.
Qin Yitian's dark eyes were fascinated, and he murmured, "Is it... cause and effect?"
Lu Qingshan was startled, and glanced at the data panel.
"Understanding the artistic conception!..."
"...You have obtained part of the [cause and effect] sword intent!"
Karma Sword Intent (Incomplete:?): One of the original artistic conceptions...? ?
"It should be," Lu Qingshan nodded, and then said: "However, it's just touched a little."
"The most difficult thing is the enlightenment at the beginning. Now that you have started, it is possible to go deeper along this point." Qin Yutian's eyes were shining brightly, and he said softly: "The artistic conception of cause and effect is one of the original artistic conceptions... ..."
There was also a glint of hope in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
He naturally knows what the original artistic conception represents.
The power of artistic conception, as one of the most powerful means of high-level monks, is not only ever-changing and diverse, but also has very obvious differences in strength and weakness according to the degree of mystery.
The artistic conception that ordinary monks comprehend is also very common artistic conception, such as the artistic conception of waves and the artistic conception of water waves, which involve the perception of the power of heaven and earth, which is only a very small part of the field, and the power is not too amazing.
And the artistic conception of cause and effect, involving cause and effect, is one of the most powerful and mysterious original artistic conceptions in the world.
Even in the peak period of his previous life, he had fully mastered the four artistic concepts, and the strongest artistic conception was the sword intent that destroyed the artistic conception, the killing sword intent.
Who would have thought that, now that he has only established the foundation, he has come into contact with the original artistic conception, which is the most mysterious causal artistic conception.
Compared with the original artistic conception and ordinary artistic conception, it is like the gap between Dao-level exercises and ordinary exercises.
Just as Qin Yutian said, although this insight cannot benefit him at present, it represents a bright future and a possibility.
If one day, he can continue on this road.
…
In Jiaolonggang, three figures stood side by side.
"Brother Lu, here are the materials you need." Mo Yan smiled and handed a storage bag to Lu Qingshan.
This is their dragon slaying knife thanks to Lu Qingshan for helping him slay the dragon several times.
Lu Qingshan didn't ask for spiritual stones, but listed the names of some spiritual materials for the Dragon Saber.
They are all the spiritual materials he needs to refine the Five Elements Sword Armor.
Consuming the power of many monks in the sect, the dragon-slaying knife collected all the spiritual materials needed by Lu Qingshan in half a month.
"How are Shopkeeper Xue and Mrs. Mo doing now?" Lu Qingshan teased with some evil humor.
Mo Yan was not angry with Lu Qingshan either, curled his lips and said: "When my mother knew that he fell into the spiritual abyss in order to save me, she forgave him."
"how about you?"
Mo Yan's face froze, he was silent for a while, and muttered: "My mother has forgiven him, what else can I do..."
"Yan told me that he felt a very familiar strange fire breath, but that breath was in the inner sea, so after a while, I will go out to sea with Yan to find this old acquaintance." Mo Yan Seen a little embarrassed by Lu Qingshan's half-smiling gaze, he quickly changed his mind and said: "Furthermore, Yan Ling needs a fire environment to survive, and the place where the different fire is located must be the most suitable environment for Yan Ling, so even if it is not for the different fire , I have to look for the place of this strange fire."
"Understood." Lu Qingshan nodded, and at the same time sighed in his heart.
He was sure that Mo Yan, a name he had never heard of in his previous life, would definitely resound throughout the human race in this life.
"I just don't know how long it will be until I say goodbye to brother Lu this time." Mo Yan couldn't help sighing.
"Don't worry, if there are no accidents, I'm afraid it won't be long before we meet again." Lu Qingshan said calmly.
"Huh?" Mo Yan couldn't help being taken aback.
"The mountain is high and the water is far away, so don't see each other!" Lu Qingshan didn't say anything else to Mo Yan, and jumped onto the big boat.
As soon as Lu Qingshan boarded the ship, the crew who had already prepared quickly raised the sails and set sail inland.
Mo Yan stood there for a long time, watching the lonely sailboat disappear into the blue sky.
How long will it take before we meet again?
Mo Yan was thoughtful.
He knew in his heart that Lu Qingshan was not a random person, since he would say that, there must be some reason for it.
I just don't know what kind of scene it will be when we meet again.