Chapter 148 Chapter 148 Search (Conclusion…

The hook snake didn’t know why Ning Helan, who looked young, gave people a chilling feeling. It stared at Ning Helan and suddenly saw a tall shadow behind him. When it looked carefully again, the shadow disappeared.

Ning Helan didn’t bother to talk to the hook snake. While it hadn’t recovered yet, he wrapped a circle of lightning with his right hand and struck the hook snake’s throat.

“Boom!”

A bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the dark sky and struck the hook snake directly. The hook snake bounced up suddenly and fell back in mid-air. It let out a cry of pain.

People in the distance looked at the scene of lightning and thunder in front of them. The young Taoist priests couldn't help but rub their arms, while Yun Yan watched intently.

"Ning Helan, don't go too far!" The hook snake gritted its teeth and broke free from Ning Helan's hands, then flew into the air, "Don't think you can destroy my cultivation like your grandfather!"

"Of course, I'm not my grandfather, I won't destroy your cultivation," Ning Helan continued to say, "I will only kill you."

The hook snake was furious: "Little human, don't take yourself too seriously!"

The hook snake's eyes turned red, and a huge demonic aura emanated from its body, The miasma was not only thicker, but also spread faster.

All the animals at the foot of Linglan Mountain fled out like crazy, and the fish in the river kept swimming into the big rivers outside. Birds were poisoned and fell from the sky from time to time. The river near Linglan Mountain had turned black, and many fish floated out of it with their bellies turned upside down.

Even the pets at home were restless and desperately banged on the door and the glass to get out.

If this continued, if the miasma spread, this land would be covered with charcoal.

"Mingxu, protect me!" Xuanyu Zhenren sat down with his legs crossed, holding a whisk in one hand and raising two fingers with the other hand, closing his eyes and reciting the formula.

Mingxu understood and signaled the other four young Taoist priests with his eyes. The young Taoist priests immediately sat down with their legs crossed from the four directions of east, south, west and north and began to protect Xuanyu Zhenren.

A Tai Chi Five Elements Formation appeared under Xuanyu Zhenren. Different from the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation commonly used by Ning Helan, this formation can integrate the power of yin and yang, harmonize the five elements, and arrange The spells used by the people in the formation are different, and the effects of the formation are also different.

At this moment, Xuan Yu Zhenren used the method of the five elements of heaven and earth to quickly unfold a huge barrier. The barrier extended from here to the entire Linglan Mountain, covering the entire mountain.

After being covered by the barrier, the miasma in the mountain was confined near the mountain and began to be slowly purified.

However, at this speed, it would take a long time to purify the miasma in the entire mountain.

"Damn Taoist! Stop bothering me!" The hooked snake yelled, spitting out countless poisonous fangs and flying towards Xuanyu Zhenren. Mingxu drew out the sword behind him and stood in front of the formation, swinging the sword to block the hooked snake's attack.

The hooked snake howled to the sky, and a dozen poisonous wolves appeared beside it, rushing over there with bared fangs and claws.

These poisonous wolves were formed by the poison gas of the hooked snake, and they were dripping with highly toxic liquid. When they touched the ground, they sizzled and emitted white smoke.

"Master Ning, please hold it first." Yun Yan saw that Mingxu was struggling to resist, so he handed Brother Ji to Ning Guohua, and drew out the peach wood sword behind him to join the battle.

Ning Helan leaped up into the air and started to fight with the hook snake. Thunders struck down from the sky one after another, and the sound of thunder continued.

The hook snake was indeed an ancient monster, and Ning Helan's thunder could only cause minimal damage to it.

The hook snake wanted to bite Ning Helan to death and make it spit out its inner elixir, so it kept attacking his stomach.

Ning Helan avoided the hook snake's attack and punched it in the face with a clenched fist.

"Hiss!"

The hook snake was hit and its head tilted. Its tail whipped Ning Helan's back. Ning Helan couldn't dodge in mid-air, so he fell back to the ground and rolled over. "Bang!" The hook snake's tail whipped the ground, and a big hole was immediately created on the ground that was piled with thick mud.

After several rounds, the hook snake clearly felt that Ning Helan's speed had slowed down, and he conjured up several poisonous wolves to attack him.

It knew in its heart that no matter how powerful humans were, their spiritual power would not be endless, and there would always be a moment when it would run out.

So the hook snake stopped confronting Ning Helan head-on and switched from attacking to defending. However, Ning Helan was not a fool. After a few times, he understood what the hook snake was thinking, so he stood still and stopped attacking.

The hook snake: ...

Ning Helan ...

The hook snake spat out its tongue: "What? Your spiritual power is exhausted so quickly?"

"... Are you waiting for my spiritual power to be exhausted?" Ning Helan shook his aching arm.

But he suddenly remembered something: "Did you forget that you still have half of your inner elixir in my body? With the power of your inner elixir, it will probably take more than a while to use it up."

The hook snake shouted angrily: "Give me back my inner elixir!"

"You want it? Come and get it yourself."

The hook snake was so angry that his teeth itched. How could there be such a shameless person! But it rolled its eyes, Ning Helan could dawdle here, but Xuanyu Zhenren couldn't dawdle over there, and in order to prevent the miasma from spreading outside, he opened such a large barrier, which consumed a lot of mana. Even if he was a god, he probably couldn't hold on for long.

Ning Helan saw that the hooked snake stopped talking and looked behind him with a sinister look. He looked to the side and saw Mingxu and Yunyan standing in front of the formation to resist the attacks of the poisonous wolves, but when one poisonous wolf was cut, another one would immediately appear, as if there was no end. Mingxu and Yunyan's foreheads were already sweating.

Grandpa didn't look well either. Although he was in Xuanyu Zhenren's barrier formation, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

"Roar!"

Several poisonous wolves took advantage of Ning Helan's distraction and rushed over to bite him. Ning Helan raised his hand to block the poisonous wolves that were rushing towards his neck. The poisonous wolves bit his arm, and their fangs sank deeply into Ning Helan's flesh.

"Ugh!" Ning Helan groaned, and the poisonous gas immediately spread in Ning Helan's arm. His whole arm was painful and numb. He raised his leg and kicked the poisonous wolf down. The injured part of his arm soon turned blue-purple.

The hook snake next to him took the opportunity to attack and hit Ning Helan's stomach violently!

Ning Helan was hit and flew backwards. Ning Guohua was shocked: "Xiao Lan!"

"Cough... cough cough!" Ning Helan's stomach was churning, and he coughed violently several times. The hook snake stared at him closely, but could not see what he coughed out.

The hook snake had no patience. It coiled its tail and hooked Ning Helan's leg to lift him up, then shook Ning Helan up and down like shaking a water bottle.

Ning Helan felt dizzy and uncomfortable all over.

"Spit out the inner elixir for me!" The hook snake shouted angrily. Suddenly, it saw something flashing on Ning Helan's chest. "Inner elixir!"

Then the hook snake conjured up a disembodied poisonous hand and grabbed Ning Helan's chest.

"Xiao Lan!" Ning Guohua was so frightened that his face turned pale. He hurriedly tried to get up from the ground, but he was too badly injured and his movements were clumsy and slow.

Yun Yan noticed Ning Guohua's movements and rushed over to support him: "Uncle Ning! You are seriously injured, don't move!"

"Xiao Lan..." Ning Guohua only had Ning Helan over there in his eyes, and he didn't care about his own physical condition.

"Uncle Ning, don't move, I'll go over and take a look!" Yun Yan comforted him.

He turned around to look at the huge snake over there, took a deep breath, and rushed over with the sword in hand.

The hook snake grabbed Ning Helan's inner elixir and just wanted to take it out, but a flash of white light appeared in front of his eyes, and the poisonous hand that had transformed was actually cut off: "Who!"

"Monster! Let Ning Helan go!" Yun Yan shouted, and threw out a talisman paper from his hand, which turned into a sharp iron spike and stabbed at the hook snake. The hook snake blew up a gust of wind and blew Yun Yan away.

"Where did the ant dare to interfere with me!" The hook snake said contemptuously, and transformed the poisonous hand again and reached into Ning Helan's chest, took out his half of the inner elixir, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared in Ning Helan's chest.

The hook snake looked at the glowing inner elixir in the palm of the poisonous hand and laughed, but the next second the inner elixir was taken away by another hand. The

hook snake:!

Ning Helan held the inner elixir and covered his chest with his other hand: "Don't even think about it."

The hook snake angrily picked up Ning Helan and swung him around: "Damn it! Give me back the inner elixir!"

After a series of violent swings, the hook snake smashed Ning Helan to the ground. It was so angry that it not only stared at Ning Helan's wound and beat it, but also stared at Ning Helan's right eye.

It noticed early on that Ning Helan's eye was a little different, the color was lighter, and it shed tears of blood from time to time.

The thick tail of the hook snake turned into a sharp stinger and aimed at Ning Helan's right eye: "Do you have something in here? Let me dig it out and see..."

"No!" Ning Guohua wished he could fly over to save Ning Helan.

"Quick... stop it!" Yun Yan was injured just now, and he stood up with the sword to support himself. Seeing that the hook snake was about to kill Ning Helan, he hurriedly limped over.

The stinger of the hook snake had already touched Ning Helan's eyeball, but suddenly a white light burst out from Ning Helan's eyes, as if something had broken, "crack!", the dazzling light immediately illuminated the surroundings, the hook snake was forced back by the light, it looked at Ning Helan in surprise as she slowly floated into the air.

A white light flew out of Ning Helan's eyes, crossing the surrounding air, like a sharp sword, cutting off the surrounding circle of howling poisonous wolves, and the originally numerous poisonous wolves suddenly turned into a wisp of poisonous smoke and disappeared.

After circling the swamp, the white light returned to Ning Helan, and then gradually a human figure appeared. The human figure stretched out his hand and gently patted Ning Helan's face.

Ning Guohua and Yun Yan were very surprised, because they knew this human-shaped white light.

"Fang Hui?!"

Ning Helan coughed and looked at the figure in front of him, obviously a little confused: "Fang Hui?"

"Little Taoist priest." Fang Hui grinned.

Ning Helan looked Fang Hui up and down. The Fang Hui in front of him was not a soul, nor was it something in a container, but Fang Hui's original appearance.

"So this is what you look like..."

"Yeah, handsome,

isn't it? The container that Grandpa Ning gave me really overshadows my handsome looks." Ning Helan clearly saw Fang Hui being beaten to death by the Seven Star Sword, so why is he still here?

As if seeing Ning Helan's confusion, Fang Hui said, "I'm here to help you."

"..." Ning Helan didn't say anything. He clearly felt that Fang Hui's aura was very different, as if he had seen him somewhere before... He remembered that the aura of the Zhenwu Emperor was like this.

"Are you also the spirit of the Great Emperor Zhenwu?"

"No, no... Uh, I do have a relationship with him, but I am not the spirit, you are the spirit of the Great Emperor Zhenwu."

The hook snake over there saw the two people dithering and didn't know what they were talking about, and said angrily: "You are just a human, but you don't take me seriously again!"

The hook snake opened its mouth wide, and sprayed balls of poisonous fire from its mouth towards the positions of Ning Helan and Fang Hui. The place where the poisonous fire flew even ignited the air.

Ning Helan wanted to use his luck to counterattack, but he was seriously injured now. If he moved his bones, it would seem to fall apart.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hui turned sideways and opened his hands, and a semicircular transparent barrier instantly unfolded, "Swoosh, swoosh!" The poisonous fireball hit the barrier and was immediately absorbed.

The hook snake was shocked. He didn't know how this person who was dead before could receive his spell without any injury.

"Shocked, right? I was also shocked before." Fang Hui looked at his hand, "...but I still accepted it."

Ning Helan narrowed his eyes: "Fang Hui, what are you talking about?"

"What snake, if you know what's good for you, come here quickly, kneel down and call me grandpa, Ning Helan and I can consider leaving you with an intact body." Fang Hui said with his eyes drooping. The

veins on the hook snake's forehead popped out: "What did you say?!"

"I won't say good things for the second time." Fang Hui said.

The hook snake was so angry that he almost vomited blood. These two mortals, one was dying and the other was already dead, dared to talk to him like this! Don't they know what the ancient demon is!

The hook snake flew into the air, and the sky was covered with rolling black clouds. The wind was howling, and the trees around were uprooted. Sand and rocks were flying, and the river was backflowing. The sky and the earth were dim and dark.

The river water under Linglan Mountain suddenly rose, and the rushing river water broke through the embankment. Large areas of villages at the foot of the mountain were flooded, farmland and shorter houses were destroyed, and the flood was still rushing far away.

The villagers who were just rescued by the disciples of Chen Xuanzong looked at their houses submerged in the flood in horror, and they were terrified. They thought that it was thanks to Master Xuanyu that he had made a move and rescued them first, otherwise how many people would die.

The size of the hook snake also gradually grew. It was already a big snake just now, and now it kept expanding and growing, and it was as tall as a mountain. The scales on its body flashed with a cold light, and its hardness was even higher.

The snake's pupils flickered with cold light, and the surrounding airflow was attracted by the power of the hook snake, forming tornadoes around it.

The hook snake roared, and the wind and clouds changed, and even the ground was shaking.

"Fuck..." Fang Hui was blinded by the wind and sand, and raised his hands to block his eyes to filter out some of the wind.

Seeing such a huge snake demon, the people around were stunned for a moment, and the young Taoist priests who were guarding the law were affected by the strong demonic energy that was spreading over, and they were a little distracted.

"Focus!" Mingxu said in a low voice, and the young Taoist priest reluctantly gathered his thoughts and continued to protect Xuanyu Zhenren.

"Young Taoist priest, such a big... no, such a big snake, how are you going to fight it?" Fang Hui turned around and asked Ning Helan, but saw Ning Helan took out his mobile phone to take a few photos of the hooked snake, "...What are you doing?"

"Take a photo as a souvenir." Ning Helan said, "After all, it is very likely that it will not survive today."

Fang Hui: ...

Fang Hui pinched his eyebrows: "How are you going to deal with it? Do you feel that you are missing something in your hand?"

"Missing a weapon." Ning Helan continued.

Fang Hui's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, what weapon do you think you should take?"

"Um... Generally speaking, Taoist priests either take talisman paper or peach wood sword, right?" Ning Helan thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, yes, but you don't have talisman paper now, so you can only..."

"I want to get a book."

"? What book?"

"For example, "Ma Yuan"."

Fang Hui felt the veins in his temples throbbing, and he pressed Ning Helan's shoulder with a fake smile: "Ning Helan, tell me you are joking before I curse."

Ning Helan looked at Fang Hui very seriously: "I'm not joking, I need to be more comfortable holding that book."

Fang Hui felt a headache, he pinched his eyebrows with one hand, lowered his head and said nothing.

Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder in the sky. Several bolts of lightning struck down, and some even struck Fang Hui and Ning Helan. Fang Hui looked at them in surprise: "Hey, it can also attract your lightning."

"This snake has lived for tens of thousands of years, so it's not surprising that it can do anything. But this is not a lightning attractor..." Ning Helan took a step forward, raised his head and looked up at the sky, "This is just a demonic thunder."

"Pah!"

As he was talking, a demonic lightning passed by Fang Hui. He felt his body go numb and shuddered: "Ning Helan, this demonic lightning still hurts a little..."

Suddenly, the miasma around him became distorted, and then transformed into countless humanoid monsters, with faint poisonous gas coming out of their bodies. They had no facial features, but their hands and feet were longer than those of ordinary people. They rushed towards Fang Hui with their claws and teeth bared.

Fang Hui immediately realized that they wanted to snatch the half snake inner pill in his hand, so he turned around and ran away.

Those poisonous monsters followed closely behind Fang Hui, howling and wailing. Ning Helan wanted to do something, but he had a hole in his chest and a wound in his eye, and it hurt like his bones would break if he moved: "Ugh!"

Ning Helan bent down in pain, and some poisonous monsters saw Ning Helan's appearance and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

"Ning Helan!" Fang Hui had run far away, but when he noticed Ning Helan's appearance, he rushed back and stood in front of Ning Helan. He closed his eyes, and his whole body lit up. Countless blades flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air, humming and trembling, hanging beside Fang Hui.

Then Fang Hui swung his hand, "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" The thin and long blade flew out, and the high-speed rotating blade spread out with Fang Hui as the center. Wherever the blade passed, the poisonous monsters screamed, and were cut into pieces by the blade, turning into wisps of poisonous smoke and disappearing.

But when one poisonous monster disappeared, the second one would appear in the miasma, and the third one would appear. There was no end to killing them.

"Damn, how come these things keep coming!" After Fang Hui killed a large number of them, more poisonous monsters appeared in the miasma.

"Fang Hui! These are all transformed by the hook snake. As long as the miasma around here does not dissipate, these things will not disappear!" Yun Yan shouted after slashing a few poisonous monsters.

"These miasma..." Fang Hui frowned as he looked at them. There were too many of them. The whole mountain was filled with them.

He turned around and helped Ning Helan up: "Ning Helan, are you okay?"

"Not bad." Ning Helan's expression didn't look like he was okay. His lips were pale from the pain.

"Ning Helan, you're going to bleed to death if you continue like this." Fang Hui felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the big hole in his chest.

"I know, so we have to solve this problem quickly. I think I'll have to be hospitalized." Ning Helan said.

"What do you mean by hospitalization!" Fang Hui couldn't help but raise his voice a few degrees. "If you continue like this, you will not be hospitalized, but go straight to the morgue!"

Ning Helan frowned: "Don't talk so loudly..."

Fang Hui:...

He straightened up and shook his head irritably, looking very anxious. Then he turned around and looked at Ning Helan: "Ning Helan, think about it, as the soul of the Zhenwu Emperor, is there something missing?"

"How do you know I am..."

"Don't worry about how I know, think about it carefully, what is in the Zhenwu Emperor's hand?"

"..."

Ning Helan thought about it. The Zhenwu Emperor was holding a sword in his hand, right?

So he asked, "Sword?"

Fang Hui nodded vigorously, "Then what?"

"Didn't he lose his sword?" Ning Helan was puzzled. Why did Fang Hui say this at this time?

Seeing that the two men were beginning to ignore him again, the hooked snake over there began to mutter to himself, roaring and conjuring a huge fireball from the air, smashing it towards Ning Helan.

The fireball fell rapidly like a meteorite, burning the surrounding air, and the sharp whistling sound was getting closer and closer.

Xuan Yu Zhenren over there couldn't move. Yun Yan and Ming Xu were busy dealing with the poisonous monsters that were as inexhaustible as cockroaches. Ning Guohua was seriously injured and coughed up blood every time he moved: "Xiao Lan..."

The huge fireball was approaching the top of the two of them and was about to fall. Fang Hui looked back. The scorching temperature and dazzling light of the fireball were almost in front of him. The surrounding miasma was rapidly heated and distorted.

"Ning Helan!" Fang Hui grabbed Ning Helan's shoulders.

Ning Helan suddenly saw himself in Fang Hui's eyes, and the shadow behind him was the shadow of the Great Emperor Zhenwu. The Great Emperor Zhenwu slowly raised his hand, but there was no sword in the scabbard in his hand.

Ning Helan suddenly understood, and he looked at Fang Hui: "Fang Hui, you..."

"Boom!"

The fireball smashed down, and a deep gully appeared on the ground. The surrounding mud had been burned black, and a large area of ​​the surrounding ghosts were also burned to death.

"Xiao Lan!" Ning Guohua gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. Mingxu and Yun Yan hurriedly grabbed him: "Uncle Ning, calm down, you can't go over now!"

Yun Yan looked over there, but saw a man not far from the pit created by the fireball: "Look over there!"

Ning Helan was standing there, or to be more precise, his toes were floating above the ground. He held a white sword in his left hand, and his black hair moved automatically without wind, with even streams of light streaking through his hair. A golden mark appeared between his eyebrows, emitting a faint light from his brow bone.

Ning Helan's eyes were glowing, and there seemed to be a sea of ​​stars flashing in them, like a dream, his Taoist robe fluttering, and the whole person exuded an extraordinary aura.

Behind the sword in the left hand was a translucent white shadow, and behind Ning Helan, there was a huge figure looming.

Mingxu was stunned: "The sword in Ning Helan's hand is..."

The sword was slender, like ice in autumn water, and like a piece of white jade. The blade was gleaming with colorful streams of light, and there were circles of light spreading outward on the sword. The most important thing was that there was also a mark at the tip of the sword, with silver light wandering, exactly the same as the mark between Ning Helan's eyebrows.

"It's finally revealed..." The expression on Ning Guohua's face was one of shock and joy, "Black Chi Sword..."

Yun Yan murmured and repeated, "Black Chi Sword? Black Chi Sword... Black Chi Sword!"

He suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ning Guohua, "Uncle Master Ning, you are saying... this is the Black Chi Demon-Slaying Sword of the Zhenwu Emperor?!"

"Yes, it's the one of the Zhenwu Emperor." Zhenren Xuanyu, who had been sitting in the center of the formation without blinking, spoke.

Mingxu couldn't believe it: "Let's not talk about whether this kind of magical sword can really appear in our mortal world, let's just say that the Black Chi Sword is lost as rumored?"

Xuanyu Zhenren shook his head: "It is indeed lost... but the main reason is that the Black Chi Sword forgot who he was, so he has been wandering in the mortal world. But he has already remembered it."

"Black Chi Sword has forgotten who he is?" Mingxu muttered, trying to understand this sentence.

Yun Yan looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly his mind became clear: "Master, this Black Chi Sword is Fang Hui?"

Mingxu was stunned: "What?"

Master Xuanyu nodded slowly: "Yes, Fang Hui is actually the sword soul of the Black Chi Sword, but he has reincarnated so many times, and he has never encountered a suitable opportunity to remember." Master

Xuanyu recalled that after he told Fang Hui that day, Fang Hui's face was full of shock. He took a step back, unwilling to believe that he was the sword soul of the Black Chi Sword.

Master Xuanyu thought Fang Hui was a little strange. If it was any disciple of Chenxuan Sect, knowing that his identity was so extraordinary, he would have jumped for joy, but Fang Hui's face did not show any happiness.

"Fang Hui, are you not happy?"

Fang Hui covered his head and sat on the doorstep, and he did not say anything.

So Master Xuanyu simply sat next to him and stayed with him quietly for a long time. When he spoke again, Fang Hui's voice was a little hoarse: "So, so the person in the underworld doesn't let me reincarnate, is it because I'm still useful? Is it because I'm that what sword?"

"...You can say that."

"Hehe."

Fang Hui didn't want to be the Black Chi Sword or the White Chi Sword. He just wanted to quietly accumulate good karma and then reincarnate. If he could be reunited with his family, he would be happier.

Now thinking back, no wonder I am different from those souls. Those who can be reincarnated are reincarnated, and those who cannot are sent to Wandering Soul Street or Fengdu City, or locked up in hell. Only he, that ball of light said that he did not meet the moral standards and would not be allowed to leave, and also asked him to accumulate Yinde. I didn't think about it carefully at the time, but now I think that I have never harmed anyone. It turns out that it was just an excuse to keep me here.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the number on his left wrist that recorded Yinde. 800... He reached out and touched it, it was so unreal.

Xuanyu Zhenren saw Fang Hui was silent, so he spoke: "Fang Hui..."

"Zhenren, don't talk yet... Wait for me to digest it. The amount of information is too much." Fang Hui said. He looked up at the starry sky in the middle of the night. There was no moon tonight, only stars. The night wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

Midsummer has long passed, and autumn is coming.

"What will happen after I become the Black Chi Sword?" Fang Hui's tone was somewhat sad.

"..."

Xuan Yu Zhenren remembered that after he told Fang Hui the answer to his question, Fang Hui did not cry or get angry. He just kept silent for a long time, and finally told Xuan Yu Zhenren that he missed home and wanted to go home.

Xuan Yu Zhenren did not stop him, and did not even ask Fang Hui if he would come back. He just watched Fang Hui leave the Taoist temple without looking back.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright. Xuan Yu Zhenren returned to the main hall and stared at the statue of Zhen Wu Emperor. After a long time, he picked up the scabbard in the statue's hand. Because it had been placed for a long time, there was a lot of dust on the scabbard. Xuan Yu Zhenren blew on it, and the scabbard revealed beautiful and delicate patterns. But when he stretched out his fingers to touch it, he didn't know whether it was because the scabbard had not been maintained for a long time, but the middle of the scabbard was cracked.

Xuan Yu Zhenren: ...

Time returned to the present. Xuan Yu Zhenren saw that the black sword had come out, and the shadow of Fang Hui, the sword spirit, was still left beside it. He was very sad.

Ning Helan's body seemed to be injected with a warm current, and all the discomfort in his body disappeared. All the wounds healed, and his eyes were clear, including his injured right eye, which now felt very cool.

He touched his chest, and the blood hole had disappeared long ago. It looked like he had never been injured. In the palm of his left hand was the snake demon's inner elixir that Fang Hui had just stuffed into his hand, and the sword in his right hand...

He had never thought that Fang Hui was actually the Black Chi Sword. The sword was almost weightless in his hand. There was a dense golden thread on the hilt, and there was a blue gem at the end. He bent his fingers and flicked it, and the sword body made a crisp buzzing sound.

Ning Helan: ...

Fang Hui's afterimage floated in front of him: "Shocked, brother's identity is not ordinary!"

Ning Helan glanced at Fang Hui and twirled the black sword in his hand: "...Is this the reward you get after you accumulate enough Yin De?"

Fang Hui rolled his eyes: "They tricked me, I don't want this kind of reward."

Ning Helan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Then you..."

Fang Hui folded his hands and pouted: "Alas, but since it has become like this, I can only accept it, right?"

Ning Helan looked at him for a while and laughed: "Yeah, you are right."

The hook snake, which was ignored by the two again, was not angry this time. It was so shocked that its mouth was open. It recognized the huge shadow behind Ning Helan. It had seen the Zhenwu Emperor many years ago, but it ran away without even daring to look at him. Unexpectedly, this Ning Helan was actually the soul of the Zhenwu Emperor, and even Fang Hui over there was the sword soul of the Black Chi Demon-Slaying Sword!

The hook snake was angry and frightened, and it blew up a storm even more violent than before, spewing out thick poisonous mist. Fang Hui noticed it and quickly said to Ning Helan, "Little Taoist priest, I'm leaving now. Tell Brother Ji not to miss me too much!"

"Fang Hui?" Before Ning Helan could react to the meaning of his words, he saw the poisonous mist coming towards him from the front, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block it. With a "bang", Fang Hui's afterimage disappeared at the same time, and there was no sign of Fang Hui anymore. "Fang Hui!"

Ning Helan shouted a few times, but there was no response from Fang Hui.

The hook snake opened its huge mouth as if from the abyss and rushed towards Ning Helan. Under this huge body, the sky and the earth were dim. Ning Helan's soul had awakened now, and his body was faster than before, as fast as lightning, and he easily avoided several attacks from the hook snake.

Upon seeing this, the hooked snake raised up a cloud of sand and swung its tail like Optimus Prime at Ning Helan. Ning Helan leaped into the air, and the black sword in his hand made a series of slashing sounds. "Swish!" He slashed out a beam of white light and hit the snake's tail, and then slashed out two more beams of white light, "Swish, swish!"

"Ah!!"

The hooked snake let out a heart-wrenching scream, and its tail was actually cut off by Ning Helan!

It stared at Ning Helan fiercely and roared loudly: "Ning Helan! Today I will send you to meet your parents!" It

would have been fine if it didn't mention this matter. Once it mentioned it, it touched Ning Helan's scales. His eyes shone with cold light, and the aura around him swirled. In an instant, lightning and thunder flashed in the sky, and heavy rain fell in the blink of an eye. The body of the black sword was wrapped with streams of water. As the tip of the sword was swung, the temperature of the water suddenly dropped, forming a sharp ice cone, and then the ice cone shot out.

The hook snake snorted coldly. It now showed its true form. The scales on its body were extremely hard. How could a small ice cone hurt it...

"!!" The hook snake felt a sudden pain in its abdomen. It lowered its head and saw an ice cone piercing its body. "Swish, swish, swish!" Then there were several more ice cones, all piercing into its body. In the blink of an eye, its huge body was pierced by long ice cones like a hedgehog!

The hook snake wailed and fell from the air. Ning Helan drew a formation in the air with a sword in his hand. A vortex formed in the swamp below, and then a huge water dragon formed as the water flow gathered. The water dragon's scales were shining, and it rushed towards the hook snake with its teeth and claws bared and roared, biting the hook snake's neck.

Ning Helan stepped on the breeze, raised his sword and flew to stab the hook snake. The hook snake wanted to twist its body to get rid of the water dragon, but the water flow started from its neck and quickly wrapped around its whole body. It found that its whole body was wrapped by the water dragon.

It forgot that Zhenwu Emperor was the water god. It wanted to escape from the water god's water magic. It was simply wishful thinking!

"Hook snake, give me your life!" Ning Helan shouted, raised his black sword in both hands, jumped down from the air, and stabbed it straight into the hook snake's head!

"Hiss!!" The whole valley was filled with the heart-wrenching wail of the hook snake. Ning Helan tightly grasped the black sword and stabbed it hard into the snake's head. The hook snake lost its strength and fell rapidly from the air with Ning Helan.

"Boom!"

The mountain-like body of the hook snake fell to the ground, not only making a loud noise, but also causing a wave of earthquakes.

As the heavy rain washed away the air, the surrounding miasma disappeared completely. The plants and land that were previously contaminated by the hook snake's venom were purified by the rain. Even the dark green swamp water looked much clearer than before.

"Master!" Mingxu saw Master Xuanyu withdraw his formation and hurried over to help him up, "Master, are you okay?"

Master Xuanyu shook his head. He had just consumed too much of his magic power and his face was pale. He needed to rest urgently.

Everyone looked at Ning Helan again.

Ning Helan was standing on the top of the hook snake's head, still holding the sword in the top of the hook snake's skull.

The hook snake had many holes pierced by the ice spikes, and the wounds were bleeding continuously. Now its Tianling acupoint was also pierced by the black sword, and the evil spirit was released.

"How is it possible..." The hook snake hadn't even breathed out much air when it suddenly felt a chill on its head. It turned out that Ning Helan had used half of his inner elixir to break his power. Then, with a "crack", the half of the inner elixir that the black sword had pierced also shattered.

"Ning Helan..." The hook snake gritted its teeth, eyes full of resentment, "You want to kill me... You Taoists also believe that the heavens are merciful..."

"Taoism is Taoism, and I am me." Ning Helan's eyes were frighteningly cold, and her tone was merciless.

The hook snake spat out a mouthful of blood and continued, "And you want to kill me with this sword... I'm afraid... you can't do it... I have tens of thousands of years of skills, and I have the inner elixir to protect my body... You can't kill me just like that..."

"Really..." Ning Helan's body was filled with cold air. He tightly grasped the black sword and used his backhand to do everything.

"Swish!"

A frost-filled white light flashed, and the snake's head drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground. The hook snake's head was actually chopped off by Ning Helan!

The other half of the inner elixir in the hook snake's head was shattered into powder. Before the hook snake could react, its head and body were separated. It didn't have time to say the last words before it swallowed its last breath.

The head and body of the hooked snake quickly turned into a pool of blood. With the heavy rain, the pure water washed away all the dirt, leaving nothing behind.

The sound of the black sword in Ning Helan's hand also stopped abruptly. Ning Helan raised the sword in front of her eyes, and saw a layer of ice on the black sword. Then, with a "crack", the white jade-like sword body shattered into crystal clear ice crystals like an ice cube.

Ning Helan's pupils shrank, and his expression was solemn. He stretched out his fingers and slowly touched the remaining hilt of the sword: "..."

"Xiao Lan... Xiao Lan..." Ning Guohua came over with the support of Yun Yan. He quickly looked at Ning Helan, "Xiao Lan, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ning Helan's eyes were bright, but he looked very tired. He smiled at Ning Guohua: "Grandpa, I'm fine..."

"Click." The chicken brother who had missed the important plot in his sleep also woke up at this moment and called to Ning Helan.

"Brother Ji." Ning Helan picked up the chicken brother and buried his head in its neck.

"Xiao Lan, are you okay?" Xuan Yu Zhenren asked with concern.

"Zhenren, I'm fine." Ning Helan looked at Xuan Yu Zhenren and smiled with relief for the first time in so many years.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ning Helan closed his eyes and fell down. Yun Yan hurried to support him: "Ning Helan!"

"Chuck!" Brother Ji was also very anxious to catch the little master.

Xuan Yu Zhenren bent down and felt Ning Helan's pulse: "Xiao Lan is fine, just overworked."

Ning Guohua touched Ning Helan's hair with compassion, his eyes full of love.

The rain stopped, and the sky gradually cleared up. The thick dark clouds soon dispersed, and the sun shone again on this tortured land. After the heavy rain just now, green buds had already raised their heads in the cracks of the soil.

A ray of sunlight fell on Ning Helan's face, illuminating his perfect outline. I could see that he was breathing steadily, and his long and thick eyelashes still carried the crystal of the previous rain. He was really like a god descending to the earth.

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A few years later.

Feng Zihe dragged a box of local specialties and knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened it. He took out his phone and called. As soon as the call was connected, Feng Zihe asked quickly: "Hey, Lao Ning, where have you been? I sent you some snakes and cicadas."

Ning Guohua exclaimed: "Sorry, Lao Feng, you see I forgot, I went out."

Feng Zihe clicked his tongue: "I see you are old and have a bad memory. Where have you been? I don't think Xiao Lan is at home either."

Ning Guohua looked back at the snow-covered mountain top: "We are in Kunlun Mountain!"

"Kunlun Mountain? Oh, you went to see Xiao Lan again, right?"

"Yes, the kid said he wanted to recast the Black Chi Sword in Tianchi. So, he's practicing in Kunlun Mountain and hasn't been home for a long time, so I came to see him."

"Oh, how's Xiao Lan?"

Ning Guohua looked at Ning Helan, who was standing by Tianchi in white clothes, with one hand behind his back, and his temperament was as clear and dignified as a god, and smiled, "He's fine."

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