Chapter 105 Demon Eye Silver Bear (Fourth Update! Thank You for Your Support)

"Sister Yunniang, I know you don't like him. But no matter how bad that man is, he will be my future husband, Xuanyuan Yiren."

When Li Yunniang was neutral, she felt depressed for a while, and she felt a little out of breath: "Miss, do you really regard him as your fiancé? Do you want to waste your whole life for him? There are thousands of talents in this cloud world. Even if it is the Danquan sect , the most ordinary disciple is also much better than him. The Xuanyue Muhuang Jue practiced by the young lady needs to reconcile Yin and Yang. If you marry this useless person, don’t practice this skill? Do you usually like it the most? Alchemy, but if your cultivation is stagnant, how can you refine the elixir you want?"

Xuanyuan Yiren was startled, then shook her head firmly: "Yunniang, I know you are doing it for my own good. But in this world, everyone's temperament is different. Perhaps other women will not hesitate , to give up this marriage for myself. But I, Xuanyuan Yiren, only attach great importance to the word "loyalty". I also like those handsome talents. I used to dream that someone could wear a golden armor and a holy garment, and step on colorful auspicious clouds. , come to marry me. I want to refine all the elixir recorded in the sect one by one, and then see what the scenery is like at the top of the world. But I read it upside down in the name of a person, which is benevolence and righteousness. I remember that my father told me from ear to ear when I was a child, asking me not to violate the principle of faith. I, Xuanyuan Yiren, have always kept it in mind, and dare not or forget—"

Li Yunniang is not only suffering from a headache, her face is also cramping. I thought to myself, master, master, when you taught your daughter these things, did you ever think that something like this would happen a few years later? Will he regret his words for the rest of his life?

"Miss, it's good to value faith in life. But you don't owe Zong Shou anything, so why waste your life?"

"Why don't you owe it? My father was able to rise to the east of Yunlu because of Uncle Weiran's help in the past few years. If it weren't for my father's status, how could I, Xuanyuan Yiren, have worshiped Danquan early? Zongnei? Even if you really don’t owe him anything, renouncing the engagement when he was in danger would be worse!”

When Xuanyuan Yiren said this, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "My father taught me to be a human being to know benevolence and righteousness, but he himself forgot, forgot the kindness of Uncle Weiran for fifteen years. Speaking of our Xuanshan City, it is also because of Uncle Zongweiran Coming, in his eyes, is it that important? So important that you know that your friend Aiko is in danger, but you still turn a blind eye?"

Li Yunniang's mouth felt bitter for a while, but she felt weak all over. The millions of people in Xuanshan City, the life and death of a family, and the life of a friend's son, in the end, which is more important, you can actually think about it.

If it is because of this emptiness, the so-called "righteousness" of the individual is tied to the future of millions of people in Xuanshan City, and it does not necessarily conform to the way of benevolence and righteousness.

A truly good city lord is one who can protect himself wisely, know the trade-offs, and adapt to the current situation.

"Actually, I also know about my father's difficulties, and I didn't intend to force him. However, my father's oath of love that he forgot before, let my daughter remember it. My fiancé, I, Xuanyuan Yiren, will take care of him!"

Xuanyuan Yiren's tone changed again, and his expression was full of seriousness: "It's not bad that he has a body with two veins, but the Mailing Pill refined today already has some hope of healing. I'm excited Practice the art of alchemy, and one day, you will be able to find a way to make him practice martial arts!"

"Then ten years or twenty years?"

Li Yunniang sneered: "Even if you succeed one day, I think that Zongshou probably hates you. Those men are the most ruthless, and they take shelter under the wings of women. Not only will they not be moved by it, maybe I still want to be ashamed of you and regard you as an enemy. Even if he doesn't feel it himself, how can he stop everyone's mouth? No matter how good his temperament is, he is talked about a lot, I'm afraid it's hard to avoid it. There's a knot—"

Xuanyuan Yiren blinked suspiciously, and then stared at Li Yunniang with starlight in her eyes: "Sister Yunniang, before you treat others well, you have to consider what others will think and how to repay you? I don't care about others. How will you think of me and treat me? Yiren just treats him well, and in this life, you can do nothing to others!"

Li Yunniang suddenly felt completely powerless, and seeing the girl's expression, she also felt inexplicably ashamed. Knowing that it would be useless to persuade her at this time, she only sighed slightly: "Forget it! Miss Yun must be like this, so Yunniang can't do it either. I have sworn before that I will follow Miss all my life, this time I will accompany you crazy once." I just hope that Miss will not regret what happened today!"

"I chose the road myself, how could I regret it? In fact, he is not as bad as you said, sister Yunniang. After being scolded by me today, he was still able to hold back his anger and humbly ask for advice. It can be seen that his temperament must be calm and humble. , smart and studious—"

Xuanyuan Yiren pinched a seal formula with both hands, and the nine red wooden pagodas rose into the sky. It turned into the size of a finger, and flew into her hands one after another.

Then he remembered what Zong Shou did not come to the room to observe after she started alchemy, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes. It is possible to be calm and modest, but not necessarily eager to learn.

But in my heart, I couldn't help being curious: "Sister Yunniang, you said Zong Shou wouldn't come in with you. Then where did he go this afternoon?"

In Li Yunniang's eyes, there was a gloomy look, which flashed by. It disappeared in an instant: "I don't know the details. I only heard that the son went to a teahouse in the city and bought a first-level spirit sword with ten thousand three-level beast crystals. I don't know what happened afterwards. But it is said that Zong Shi's younger brother Zong Ling is also here, and he is very angry—"

"Ten thousand third-order beast crystals? Just to buy a first-order spirit sword?"

Xuanyuan Yiren's hands trembled slightly, and he took a breath of cold air. The nine spiritual flames that were converging almost burst out of control.

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After taking the Mailing Pill and sacrificing the sword with blood, it took Zong Shou another two full days before he gradually regained his vitality.

This is also because he has the essence of Lei Luan's egg in his body, so he can recover so quickly. If it were someone else, they would definitely not be able to get out of the window within ten days and a half.

For two consecutive days, Zong Shou either drew the talisman or reconstructed the talisman array in the room.

The former is to revisit the talisman technique, and draw some talismans for later use. The latter is not for alchemy, but for other purposes.

As for the pill furnace, after the Mailing pill was refined, he casually threw it into the garbage dump.

Life is so leisurely, no one comes to disturb, and all the dangerous waves nearby are temporarily isolated, so Zong Shou often has an illusion, as if he has returned to the peaceful and quiet time in his previous life.

Sometimes I also feel emotional, if I can live in this yard forever, it is actually very good.

However, this is just a fantasy after all, if he really thinks about it, then he is not far from death.

In addition to drawing symbols and constructing the formation, I also gave Xueer a little pointer. This is relatively simple, just send this girl to catch birds.

The next step is to raise the sword. Every day in Li Zongshou's room, there are balls of black sword lights dancing randomly.

Not only can it enhance the spirituality of the sword, but also his own ability to control the black wave sword. It can also be used to familiarize yourself with the method of the spiritual master's imperial weapon.

On the blade of the sword, there is already a blood mark left by him. Even if it is thousands of feet away, it can be controlled freely. In just a few hours, Zong Shou can control Ruyi, and even devote his mind to refining talismans.

However, after practicing for two consecutive days, Zong Shou was not satisfied.

"The Yujian Yukong is indeed unpredictable, quick and changeable, and can kill people thousands of miles away. But its power is a bit weak. You can't bless it with martial arts intentions. You can only rely on the magic of the spirit sword itself to injure People. It’s okay to bully those low-level martial artists, but if you encounter Xiantian, you can only use soy sauce at most. No wonder these spiritual masters above the out-of-body state pay more attention to spiritual weapons such as shields, hammers, cones, and whips, or to attack The power is astonishing, or there are other magical effects—”

Then he thought of those monks who mainly controlled swords among the spiritual masters, and Zong Shou felt a burst of envy in his heart.

"Those sword cultivators use their own swords as second souls. The sword is just like their own body, and it can also stimulate sword intent. It's a pity that I have no way to learn the art of this second soul. Otherwise, find a peerless sword blank, and after you develop it, you will be proud of the cloud world!"

However, given his current situation, it is naturally impossible to find a good sword blank. And this black wave sword, as the second soul, is even more self-defeating.

To use this black wave sword to strengthen the martial arts mind, and compete with those martial artists. Unless the hun is out of the body, use the hun to hold the sword.

With the swordsmanship he had achieved in his previous life, he only needed a sword in his hand. Under Wu Zong, self-confidence can be invincible in the world.

But in this way, the requirements for escorting and protecting the law are extremely high.

"The Misty Shadow Lion is good at hiding and sprinting, and it will kill with one blow. If it is guarded by its side, it will bury its natural ability. Although Xiaojin is good, he has not yet grown up. If I want to use my hun to control the sword, I need another It’s impossible to find an escort. I really have to—”

After the breath and vitality in his body recovered, Zong Shou continued to raise him for another day. On the third day, he finally felt full of energy, and the talisman array he needed was finally completed.

The incense table was set up almost immediately, two paraffin lamps were lit, and a simple altar was made. Then put a few pieces of yellow talisman paper on the incense table one by one. Zong Shou stood in the formation with a serious face. He took out the silver beast crystal that was exchanged from the ancestor Kuang not long ago.

The Xiong Xinghun beast here is the fifth-level escort. However, its essence is above the sixth level, and it is far from being able to subdue the oppression by a hun master who is out of the body.

And the reason why he has such confidence today is because Zong Shou had occasionally seen a talisman array in the library in his previous life. You can temporarily seal part of this beast's strength and forcibly lower it to the next level. However, the process of subduing is still dangerous.

Zong Shou would never take any risks before getting the Black Wave Sword. But at this time, without hesitation, he threw the beast crystal in his hand in front of the bill. When it was still in the air, there were two more talismans, ignited by the wax fire, and chased after him.

A ball of fire immediately enveloped the beast crystal. Then the next moment, countless blue smoke leaked out. After condensing, it turned out to be a six-foot-tall giant bear that appeared in front of Zong Shou. It was also fortunate that his room was large enough, built with giant wood, and the beams were eight feet high, so the roof was not propped open. ! .