Nie Yinzhi was waiting in the sword mountain and sword forest, while Zhu Nie was also worried about Gu Jiang. He wanted to wait for them to come out and find an opportunity to sneak in quietly. As long as

the devil did not come out of the sword mountain and sword forest, the eyes of all the major sects would always be focused on Jiaodu Mountain.

For a while, they were in a stalemate.

The Yunji Sect's search for Zhu Nie became more and more severe. He could not stay in Linxian City and had to hide somewhere else.

Now, he has two of the three supreme elders of the Yunji Sect in his hands. As long as he can bite off the hard bone of Yan Yi, he will have the final say in the Yunji Sect.

Yan Yi was sitting cross-legged on a cushion in meditation. He was awakened from his meditation for no reason and raised his hand to rub his temples uncomfortably. He had been in seclusion for more than a hundred years and had not cared about worldly affairs. Once he came out of seclusion, he had to take care of many matters of the sect. He was not able to adapt. Even when he was in meditation, he would be suddenly awakened by a troublesome matter.

He stood up and walked to the window and looked out. The Yunji Sect's mountain protection formation had been repaired, and the ice-blue giant sword that was the eye of the formation was also hidden in the formation. But why did the master's natal sword stay in this world? This question always troubled him.

If the master failed to ascend, where would he be now?

Master Han Jing was the last person to ascend to heaven in this world. Since then, the spiritual energy in this world has become thin, and it is difficult to cultivate. It is difficult for anyone to reach the level of cultivation that can transcend the tribulation and ascend to heaven. The transformation of the spirit is already the peak level of cultivation in the current cultivation world.

Although Yan Yi did not participate in the great battle between good and evil ten years ago, he also knew the reason. In addition to the great cause, the two paths of good and evil are actually competing for cultivation resources.

The Demon Sealing Seal will consume the magic energy of the demon cultivators, and the consumed magic energy will be transformed into spiritual energy, integrated into the world, and become the nourishment of the righteous cultivators.

But the Demon Sealing Seal is too slow to consume the demon cultivators.

Now that Gu Jiang has appeared, the balance of power between the righteous and evil has tilted greatly. They can hardly even confront Gu Jiang head-on. The situation is extremely unfavorable for the righteous.

If Grandmaster Han Jing is still stranded in this world, he might be able to fight Gu Jiang. While Yan Yi was paying attention to the movements of the demon, he also sent people with the sword energy of the Xuanpo Sword to try to find Han Jing, but there has been no clue.

He had too many troubles in his heart, and his mind was in a mess, so it was not suitable for him to enter into meditation again.

Yan Yi walked around the sect, looked at the situation of each peak, and unknowingly came to Zhedan Peak. There was no grass growing on the cut-off mountain. The grass and trees around Zhedan Peak were swept by the evil spirit of the "Blood Moon Shadow" and withered a lot. The remaining ones that were not dead began to grow in strange shapes.

These grass and trees also seemed to have absorbed the "Blood Moon Shadow". The green color faded and turned into a dark red like blood. They were inserted into the green mountains and green waters, which was extremely inconsistent.

The Yunji Sect had cleaned it up once, and the plants that grew back were still the same. Grass and trees are the most submissive things, but they are also the most resilient things. Wildfires can't burn them all, and they will grow again in the spring breeze. In the end, it was really impossible to clean them up. Seeing that these mutated plants were not a hindrance, everyone let them go.

Starting from the cut surface of Zhedan Peak, the dark color like ink spread outward, becoming lighter and lighter as it went out, and it disappeared after spreading out two miles.

Yan Yi caught a glimpse of a figure standing on the edge of the Zhedan Peak, with surprise in his eyes, and fell to his side, "An Huai."

An Huai hurriedly saluted, "Grand Elder."

Yan Yi helped him up, "What are you doing here?" Other disciples came here to gain insights, and most of them stayed on the meditation platform in the center.

An Huai moved his mouth, looked at Yan Yi, and finally said nothing.

Yan Yi didn't force him. He knew that this young man was still immersed in the grief of the death of his beloved. He failed to protect the disciples in the sect. As an elder, he was also to blame.

An Huai was looked at by his clear eyes, and his eyes were red. He thought a lot. The medical hall was in a secluded place in the Yunji Sect, far away from the Zhedan Peak, and it was one of the safest places that day.

Before Zhedan Peak was broken, Bai Ying went to the medical hall with Xiao Ling. After the treatment, Jing Chongshan said that Bai Ying went into seclusion. If she really went into seclusion, she would have escaped. But she didn't go. Either Jing Chongshan lied, or...

Bai Ying wanted to find him before seclusion, and then was sucked into the evil spirit.

He instinctively avoided this speculation in his heart.

An Huai gritted his teeth: "Grand Elder, I don't know the situation of other victims, but I don't think Bai Ying died under the evil spirit of 'Blood Moon Shadow', she..."

Yan Yi waited patiently for his next words. After a long while, seeing that he stopped talking, he stretched out his hand and pressed on his shoulder, "Don't worry, the sect will continue to investigate this matter."

An Huai nodded in a muffled voice, he would not give up.

After leaving Zhedan Peak, An Huai went to Mingxiao Peak again. That day, he read through Xiao Ling's spirit platform memory almost without missing a single thing.

Human memory is a very strange thing. It will hide some traces, and at the same time, it will magnify some details. The more you care about something, the clearer you will remember it. When Jing Zhongshan called Bai Ying to stay, Xiao Ling's stiff reaction made him feel that she knew something.

When facing Yan Yi just now, he hesitated in his heart, and finally did not mention this. Even if he said it out loud, without other evidence to support it, it would probably be regarded as catching wind and shadows.

What's more, now Xiao Ling suddenly became a disciple of Elder Ye Jing. It is obvious that the supreme elders believe that Xiao Ling is innocent.

He knew in his heart that if Xiao Ling knew about this, she must have already pretended. She could even fool the elders. Even if he came here every day, it would be in vain. As

soon as An Huai arrived at Mingxiao Peak, Xiao Ling noticed that she was now in the underground of Mingxiao Peak, in a cave roughly dug with sword energy.

The cave wall with sword marks was covered with many restrictions. A very thin spiritual vein was diverted from the spiritual vein of the Yunji Sect Master to here. The spiritual flow was like a thin vine, and five fist-sized fragments of the secret realm were supported on the vine.

This was what Sang Wumian left for her.

Sang Wumian's cultivation had reached the level of transformation, which was the top, and it was difficult to make any further progress. He had been trying to find an opportunity to break through.

The spiritual energy in the cultivation world is not as good as before. Because of the gradual decline of spiritual energy, many blessed places, secret realms, and immortal treasures thousands of years ago, without sufficient spiritual energy support, have collapsed and closed one after another, scattered and hidden in the world.

These fragments of the secret realm were collected by Sang Wumian with all his efforts, hoping to find opportunities from them. Until Nie Yin summoned the Demon Ancestor, he had almost no power to resist Gu Jiang, and gave her the fragments hidden here before his death.

Xiao Ling's body was too weak before, and her spiritual foundation did not exist, so she could not open this place.

She gently tapped a fragment of the secret realm, and neon-like sword lights of various colors flowed out from it, echoing in the closed cave.

——This fragment can lead to the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest.

Zhu Ni said: "Now is not the time, we can only go in after Nie Yinzhi leaves."

Xiao Ling naturally understood that the demon ancestor beside Nie Yinzhi was not someone to be trifled with.

The deep underground was extremely cold and damp, and combined with the abundant spiritual energy in the cave, it penetrated into her meridians. Xiao Ling's cultivation was too low, and she could not withstand the cold and dampness. She was frozen to the point of paleness, and her whole body was trembling slightly. She felt that someone was visiting Mingxiao Peak, so she reached out and touched the teleportation array on the cave wall.

The next moment, she appeared in the dormitory where she used to live.

Xiao Ling smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled. Sang Wumian hid the fragments of the secret realm in Mingxiao Peak and set the entrance to the teleportation array in her old lady's room. I wonder if this is still thinking about her.

When they walked out into the sun, the chill on her body had not yet subsided. Xiao Ling hurried to the outer hall, set a small table in the corridor, boiled some tea, and the little white bird chirped to lead An Huai in.

Zhu Ni sneered at her spirit platform, "He comes here every day because he suspects you. Do you really care about him?"

Xiao Ling paused and begged, "Zhu Ni, he can't find anything. Don't touch him."

"It's just a little ghost who has just laid the foundation. If you like, I'll leave it to you." Zhu Ni said in a contemptuous tone. He could crush such a little ghost to death at any time. He was now competing with Yan Yi and had no intention of dealing with such a little cat or dog.

Zhu Ni loved Xiao Ling's innocent guilt.

When An Huai came in, Xiao Ling was waiting for him. There was nothing to talk about. Most of the time, An Huai was talking, talking about some trivial things between him and Bai Ying, observing Xiao Ling's reaction.

Xiao Ling basically listened quietly, and sometimes laughed at their pranks.

It was very strange, but it had been going on for several days.

Xiao Ling poured him tea, and An Huai picked up the small ceramic cup and reached out to take it. His eyes fell on her pale fingertips. Although it was autumn now, the weather was getting hotter and the sun was strong, but Xiao Ling looked like she was frozen.

She had a cold aura, as if she had been to a damp and cold place like the cold pond in the back mountain.

An Huai knew that Xiao Ling's cultivation had not yet recovered, so he boldly released his consciousness to test her. He did not dare to touch her, but only sent out his consciousness around her.

His consciousness was suddenly stung by something, and Xiao Ling's clothes fluttered for a moment without wind, and then fell down. She did not notice.

An Huai immediately retracted his consciousness, and seeing that the time was almost up, he said goodbye and left. After leaving Mingxiao Peak, he hurriedly found a secluded pavilion in the forest and carefully checked the consciousness he had just released.

There was an extremely subtle sword light in his consciousness, which lingered around him intimately.

In the sword forest, Gu Jiang walked out sleepily, "A sword is moving."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear sword light overflowed from the depths of the sword forest. The sword light was like water, rushing away the other sword auras around, but after a moment, it suddenly shrank back.

Nie Yinzhi thought it was Xiao Ling who came in, and carefully grasped the long sword. Gu Jiang patted her head from behind, "No one came, it should be that the sword found its beloved owner."

At this time, the sword that was triggered was most likely Xiao Ling's sword.

Nie Yinzhi wanted to go and see the sword, but Gu Jiang jumped onto Cuihua with her unconsciously, and Honghu immediately shouted unhappily. Obviously there is my own sword!

Gu Jiang grabbed her waist and said in the midst of Hong Hu's screams: "Don't forget what you said."

Nie Yinzhi: "...Of course I remember, ancestor." She said that Yu Jian would take him with her, and she couldn't go back on her word, so she could only let Cui Hua down.

She didn't feel Gu Jiang's palms getting hot, so he should be fine. Nie Yinzhi comforted Hong Hu, and the two flew to the depths of the sword forest. She hovered above the sword forest, without disturbing the sword energy in the valley.

In a pool of water under her feet, a long sword with a translucent blade floated on the water. If it weren't for the thorns climbing on the sword, it would be impossible to see where the blade was. At this time, the thorns had been broken into pieces, with only a small part hanging on the blade.

Nie Yinzhi laughed a few times like a villain, "Look, I'll kidnap her sword first." She waved her sword, and the bright sword light suddenly became brighter. The palm-sized swan burned in the sword light, and in an instant it turned into a huge phoenix. With a sharp whoosh, its claws were like steel blades, grabbing towards the pool. The pool shook violently,

and the spirit sword could not escape the remaining thorns. The sword energy seeped out from the gaps in the thorns, stirring the pool water and turning into a water dragon to welcome it.

As soon as the two faced each other, there was a hissing sound, and the steaming water mist spread. This confrontation was extremely brief, after all, the other spirit sword was not completely free yet.

The swan flapped its wings, fanning away the water mist, and shrank back to the size of a palm, with a twisting insect in its claws.

Nie Yinzhi held the swan and looked carefully at the sword spirit it was holding. The sword spirit was condensed from water and was translucent like the sword blade, showing a thin blue color. The scales on its body were clearly visible, and there was a small horn on its head. Its body was entangled in the swan's claws and twisted, and from time to time it was burned by the swan's fire to emit a wisp of water vapor.

Gu Jiang came forward, resting his chin on her head, almost holding her in his arms, "It's Jiao Ling."

[Wait, whose sword is this? It can't be the heroine's, right? What does Nie Yinzhi want to do? She already has the Honghu Sword, but she still wants to steal this sword, how greedy. ]

[Listening to the tone of the female supporting role, I always feel that she may have known that the heroine is coming in. It's a bit strange that she said she would leave before, but suddenly she doesn't leave. 】

【I am dying of laughter. Before I even enter, the sword has been kidnapped. The heroine is too miserable】

【It implies that the heroine and the female supporting role are incompatible】

【Sure enough, the old cultivation world was awesome. Every sword has a sword spirit. I really want to see what the sword spirits of other swords look like】

【Xiao Ling already has the Ruyi Sword, how can he fit in with other spirit swords? 】

【Maybe he uses the same silkworm spirit spell as Sang Wumian. After all, two kinds of people can sleep in the same quilt, haha】

【It is unbelievable that Sang Wumian actually hid five secret realm fragments under Mingxiao Peak. The secret realms all look awesome! Then his motive for sealing Mingxiao Peak before was not pure. He simply used Xiao Ling as an excuse to hide his treasure. What a jerk! 】

【I opened the bullet screen to scream with my sisters. The old devil is so good at hugging his wife! But everyone is discussing the plot seriously???】

【I'm just... used to it. I'm already screaming so much that I even hope they can give me some knives】

Back on the cliff outside the sword forest, Nie Yinzhi immediately got out of his arms and grabbed the little dragon to study it. The dragon ran around under Honghu's claws, and the two sword spirits were like chickens catching bugs.

Gu Jiang watched for a while and went back into the curtain.

Because they had to stay for a few more days, Nie Yinzhi put up the curtain again, but she rarely came in, and even her breath was very faint in the tent.

Gu Jiang lay on the couch for a while, tossing and turning and unable to calm down. He slept to relieve the pressure of heavenly power. Lying down was of no use if his mind was not at peace.

He turned over and sat up, rubbed his brows, and slowly finished all the snacks and fruits on the tea table.

Finally, he couldn't help but get up from the couch and lifted the curtain, "Nie Yinzhi."

Nie Yinzhi turned around when she heard the voice and saw Gu Jiang lifting the curtain with one hand, half of his face was in the shadow, which made his expression look like it was covered with a layer of shadow. She immediately stood up and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable again?"

Gu Jiang didn't answer but asked: "Are you going to meditate and practice again later?"

"Well... yes." Nie Yinzhi nodded. She planned to enter a state of meditation. There was plenty of spiritual energy here, and there was nothing else to do, so she could practice well. She meditated at night and practiced magic during the day. She felt that it was no problem for her to practice both swordsmanship.

It would also avoid too much contact with him.

Gu Jiang's expression became even more gloomy, "You work so hard, do you think I can't beat Zhu Ni?"

"How is that possible, you are invincible." Nie Yinzhi said immediately.

Gu Jiang would not be fooled by her, "Then why do you work so hard day and night? Are you afraid that I can't protect you?"

Nie Yinzhi's face was full of question marks, is it wrong for her to practice diligently? The devil is obviously looking for trouble! "I can't always rely on you."

Gu Jiang pondered for a moment and laughed, "That's true." He didn't say anything more, put down his hand and turned to walk inside. The curtain fell again, blocking his figure little by little.

Nie Yinzhi stood there in a daze for a moment, then looked down at Honghu who was holding the dragon spirit, put it back into the sword, quickly chased after him, got into the tent, and said softly: "What's wrong with you? Can't sleep?"

Gu Jiang turned his back to her and ignored her.

Nie Yinzhi sat on the edge of the bed. In the past, she just fed him some blood to coax Gu Jiang, but now she can't do that anymore. The blood accumulated in his body and became a poison that could be triggered at any time.

"Then I play the piano for you? I only know how to play the konghou." Nie Yinzhi took off her shoes and socks, sat cross-legged on the couch, and prepared to take out the silver konghou that was curved like a crescent moon from Zhedanfeng's study.

Gu Jiang turned around, hooked his hands around her waist, pressed her onto the couch and pulled her into his arms, "I don't want to listen now."

Nie Yinzhi struggled to turn her head to look at him, but he held her waist tighter, making it almost impossible for her to move, "Gu, Gu Jiang..."

"Don't move." Gu Jiang said in a forbearing tone, "Your flesh and blood have become more tempting to demons, I can't help it."

Nie Yinzhi was silent for a while: "...My hair bun is not loose yet, and my red hairpin hurts."

Gu Jiang let go of her when he heard that. Nie Yinzhi sat up from his arms, and as he stared at her without blinking, she took off her headpin, loosened her hair bun, and took off her coat, then crawled back obediently and lay down beside him.

Gu Jiang then hugged her with satisfaction and closed his eyes.

The arm across his waist was cool, and his body temperature did not change, so he should be fine.

Nie Yinzhi turned his head to look at Gu Jiang. The person next to him had already closed his eyes. So the devil had been making a fuss for so long just to get her to sleep with him?

[Gu·The resentful husband whose wife was neglected because she was busy with work·Jiang]

[It is difficult to have both career and family. We women have it so hard (dog head)]

[Why don’t you just act as villains? Why do you hinder Yinyin from practicing and unifying the world of cultivation? The devil does not appreciate Yinyin’s hard work at all. He is simply not a man of integrity. ]

[All he does is practice all day long! Nie Yinzhi, how long have you not slept with Gujiang? Tell me? ! 】

【Why are you hiding from him? 】

【Why don't you just say "hug me, wife" instead of all those fancy things? I thought you were going to hurt each other】

【To be honest, when the demon let down the curtain dejectedly, I felt sorry for him for a second. 】

【Nie Yinzhi shouldn't have tried to coax him. Am I the only one who wants to see the demon being tortured? 】

【Feng Tuzi is numb】

Author has something to say:

Gujiang: Are you going to meditate again later? You work so hard because you think I can't beat Zhu Ni? Why are you doing this day and night? Are you afraid that I can't protect you?

Yinyin: Speak human language. Gujiang

: Sleep with me.