Fairy King's Handbook

Meng Zhen turned his head to look at the person standing beside him at some point, narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Shen Li in the ghost, and calmed down.

"Yanshan Jun, please don't stop me, my apprentice is among those souls, I will definitely rescue him." Meng Zhen said calmly.

"you know me?"

Yan Chongming stared at Meng Zhen with sharp eyes, trying to find some clues that were different.

"Beyond Nine Heavens, Yan Chongming, the owner of Yanshan Jingling Palace, has retreated for 3000 years. Everyone in the Three Realms knows the news that he has finally left the seclusion. Of course, these are not important. Right now I have to save my apprentice. He I was born with an unstable soul and was brought here under the control of others. If you help, please hurry up, if you are on the sidelines, please get out of the way." Meng Zhen looked at the people blocking in front of him, a little angry.

"So that's how it is." Yan Chongming's voice was indifferent, and he took the initiative to back away from his figure.

Meng Zhen no longer cared about him, and concentrated on thinking about how to pull Shen Li out.

Hearing a sword cry suddenly, Meng Zhen quickly looked to the side, and saw that Yan Chongming had a cold white long sword in his hand.The end of the hilt miraculously had two brightly colored feathers, one blue and one red, very inconsistent.

Jian Meng really knew him.The legendary Immortal Sword Chongming. 3000 years ago, one sword beheaded the demon king, one sword sealed the demon world, and one sword opened up the abyss of the extreme.The Chongming Three Swords, like his master, are legends that everyone in the future generations will vie for.

Seeing that Yan Chongming was about to swing his sword, Meng Zhen hurried over to stop him, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it is to send these ghosts to hell." Yan Chongming said with a serious tone, staring at the sword platform that was about to be pushed down.

Meng Zhen knew very well that this hell was definitely not about going to the underworld, but about letting their souls fly away.Shen Li is still inside, this is absolutely impossible.

"You can't do this!" Meng Zhen eagerly stepped forward to stop him.

"Get out of the way! These are no ordinary souls, they have been infused with demonic energy, and must dissipate as soon as possible." Yan Chongming pushed Meng Zhen away, and swung his sword again to slash at the group of souls.

Without thinking about it, Meng Zhen gathered spiritual light in his right hand, bent his left elbow, poured the spiritual light of his right hand into the bone of his left elbow joint, and immediately pulled out a dense arm bone from there, and instantly turned into a white bone when the spiritual energy was injected Flute, a seven-petal green flower blooms at the end of the bone flute, crystal clear and endless.

Meng Zhen moved in front of the group of souls in an instant, and waved his hand to block the oncoming Chongming sword.The petals on the white bone flute bloomed, emitting traces of green light, and the spiritual power was as vast and endless as the stars in three thousand worlds. The green light wrapped around the Chongming Sword, dispelling the sharp and awe-inspiring sword energy.

Meng Zhen felt that his entire right arm was a little numb, and he really didn't know if he would be able to block another sword attack from the opponent.

"Yanshan Monarch, please don't be impulsive." Meng Zhenqiang resisted the turbulent sea of ​​​​qi in his dantian, and said slowly. At the end, he added: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

The crowing of the Chongming sword had ceased, but the surging sword energy disappeared invisible.The scene in front of him was weird and evil, Yan Chongming frowned, his heart was full of turmoil.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes, carefully looking at the person in front of him.She was dressed in a simple white dress, her hair was uneven and scattered on her shoulders, and she was elegant and handsome.The main reason is that his expression is calm, his eyes are warm, and the end of his eyes is just the right arc, without a trace of glamour, nor the slightest bit of enchantment.It is similar to the person in the mirror in the dust of heaven and earth, and it is not like it.

This is a gentleman like jade.There is no magic energy around him, and the fairy energy is also light, and the breath is clean and pure.

Yan Chongming seemed to be stunned for a moment, looked at the bone flute that was close at hand, and said after a long time:

"Listening to the flute in the morning and evening?"

He couldn't remember where he had read the legend about this weapon in an ancient book, but because it was a rumor, the comment behind it was only eight words: "Bones make flowers, blood and tears make songs."Still don't know what it means.It was only after seeing this rather evil scene of bones blooming that he realized that the legendary weapon was undoubtedly powerful.

"Sure enough."

"Yan Shanjun is absurd."

Seeing that Yan Chongming had put away his sword, Meng Zhen didn't say much.With the flash of light in his right hand, he retracted the bone flute into his arm.

There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, Meng Zhen raised his eyes and saw that it was Xuanyin coming.

"Meng Zhen, have you found Shen Li?" Xuanyin circled back and forth in a bunch of side roads, finally came out,

Suddenly seeing the huge group of souls in front of him, he was a little dazed, frowning tightly.

"I found it, just under the pile of souls. I have already thought of a way to pull Shen Li out."

Meng Zhen quickly took out the storage bag with his still conscious right hand, but he couldn't take out the willow in the bag with one hand.Meng Zhen stretched out his mouth to tear the seal of the storage bag, a slender big hand suddenly appeared in sight, and took the storage bag away.

Meng Zhen was a little stunned for a moment, and was stunned.Until Yan Chongming opened the seal of the storage bag, handed it to Meng Zhen, and asked:

"which one you want?"

"Zhen, Soul Town Willow. Thank you." Meng Zhen quickly grabbed the wilting Soul Town Willow, and then quickly grabbed the storage bag and hung it back on his waist.

"Xuanyin, is there any way you can temporarily freeze these souls, so that I can wake up Shen Li and pull him out."

Xuanyin understood it, and took out a burning and blooming Bana flower from her bosom, and injected it with spiritual power.The other shore flowers grew wildly, and in an instant, a sea of ​​blood-like flowers bloomed around the sword platform. The flowers and branches were intertwined, and the fragrance of the flowers was overwhelming. As the fragrance deepened, the movements of those souls slowed down, and the other side had stopped moving.

The master of Emperor Fengdu's Lintai, the other shore summons souls, is capable of summoning all kinds of souls from the three realms.

Meng Zhen also plucked a fairly green leaf from the Willow of the Soul, injected it with spiritual energy, put it on his lips and tried it, and a light and melodious tune floated out.

This is when Shen Li was young, every time he was sad and wanted to find his mother, Meng Zhen blew it to him, and every time he listened to it, he would burst into laughter.When I was older, I became more sensible, and stopped making troubles looking for my mother, but liked to pester Meng Zhen to let him teach me this song.Shen Li should like this song very much.

Sure enough, after blowing for a while, Shen Li became quiet.He no longer moved around unconsciously, lay down there, and called Master.

Every time Meng Zhen played for a while, he would stop and talk to Shen Li about what the master and apprentice usually said.The deep and slightly hoarse voice, telling the story, is the most soothing.This trick really worked, Shen Li kept calling Master, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to open his eyes and wake up.

When Meng Zhen was about to work harder, Xuanyin's soul became agitated, as if trying to break through the confinement, and Shen Li became uneasy.

Yan Chongming watched the situation from the side, and suddenly stepped forward, pouring some spiritual power into the sword on the high platform.The restless soul was suppressed again.Meng Zhen also played the tune faster.

The moment Shen Li opened his eyes and called Master, Meng Zhen instantly pulled him out of the pile of souls.

Shen Li fell weakly into Meng Zhen's arms, softly called Master and passed out.

"Xuanyin, hurry up and dissipate these souls, or it will be too late." Yan Chongming held the sword on the sword platform and kept suppressing it with spiritual power.

Xuanyin immediately cut open her index finger and dripped a drop of blood from the petals.In an instant, those slender petals were in full bloom, crackling, burning like a raging flame, burning those souls to death.

The moment the soul dissipated, the entire Sword Market trembled.There are shattered stones in all directions, falling continuously.As soon as Meng Zhen lost some spiritual power to Shen Li, he realized that something was wrong.Those souls dissipated, the Sword Market was sealed again, and the exit would be automatically closed.The three of them seemed to be aware of this problem at the same time. Yan Chongming slowed down the input of spiritual power, but the sword platform was about to stabilize.

Meng Zhen instantly analyzed the feasible ways. The Sword Market still needs to be sealed, but the exit must be found as quickly as possible before all the seals are sealed.Reminiscent of the embarrassing speed when Xuanyin came in just now, Meng Zhen made a decision almost immediately.

Meng Zhen picked up Shen Li and put it in Xuanyin's arms, saying: "Take Shen Li out quickly, I can hold on for a while."

"Meng Zhen, you should go out first. Lord Yanshan and I will guard here." Xuanyin has always been on good terms with Meng Zhen, so she doesn't want to leave first.

"Lu Chi! Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!" Meng Zhen pushed him and told the truth mercilessly.

Xuanyin was speechless immediately, he was really a road idiot.While there was still time to find a way, staying here might be a mistake, Xuanyin stopped talking nonsense, hugged Shen Li and hurried out.

Yan Chongming's whole heart was on the Sealed Sword Market. Apart from cleaning up the flying sand and rocks coming from all directions, Meng Zhen was still carefully echoing in his heart the few forked roads he walked through when he just came in. It was time to go out, but after much deliberation, there are still two things that I can't remember clearly. At that time, when I was anxious to find Shen Li, I followed the blue light of the soul-hunting willow.

"What do you think of this sword?"

Meng Zhen was in a state of anxiety, but he heard Yan Chongming suddenly ask, with a calm tone as if he was asking: Have you eaten yet?

"Fortunately..." Meng Zhen replied perfunctorily, splitting a large piece of falling gravel casually.He was full of thoughts about which of the two roads was ahead and which was behind.

"Oh? This is the Excalibur Seven Stars Longyuan." Apparently, Yan Chongming was very interested in this kind of small talk.

Meng Zhen was in a state of desperation right now, and he didn't even notice that Yan Chongming had changed his usual desolation and changed his ways to talk to him.If someone else was here, he would be shocked, for Yan Shanjun, who has always been indifferent, is looking for someone to chat with like this.

"Tell me, what is under the sword?" Yan Chongming asked again.

"Yan Chongming! Are you finished? Whether it is a demon or other ghosts under this sword, what does it have to do with us? Ah, yes, it has something to do with it! It should be the two of us!"

Meng Zhen finally couldn't hold back.Talking with emotions, the speed of speech was a little urgent, and his voice was hoarse. After he finished speaking, he found that his throat was hot and bloody, so he quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Looking at that indifferent face, why did he suddenly want to go up and punch him twice?

No no no, this is not right.Meng Zhen woke up suddenly, feeling that he was delusional.How can I be so irritable? In an instant of 3000 years, all appearances are false.

"It's time for us to go out." Seeing Meng Zhen lowering his head, Yan Zhongming didn't know what he was thinking.But the impatience just now must have disappeared.

Meng Zhen calmed down and looked up at Yan Chongming, only to see that he was holding a white pearl in one hand, the size of a fist, and holding a sword in the other hand to punch a hole on the side of the sword platform.

"What is this?" Meng Zhen was a little curious.

"Lingzhu."

Yan Chongming put the bead in the drilled hole, and when the spiritual power in the bead is exhausted, the Sword Market will be completely sealed.

"But, this will dissipate soon, will we have time?" Meng Zhen was a little skeptical, not to mention that he still had two ways to remember.

"Let's go. I remember the way." Yan Chongming put the Lingzhu away, drew out the Chongming sword, and went up first. Seeing that Meng Zhen was still standing there in a daze, he stretched out his hand to pull him onto the sword, and flew out of the sword market.

Standing on the sword, Meng Zhen still couldn't react. "You said, do you remember the way?"

"I've been here."

Why didn't you say it earlier!Thanks to my anxiety, Meng Zhen was speechless for a while.Yan Chongming concentrated on controlling the sword in front of him, and suddenly asked:

"Have we met before?"

Meng Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned his expression indifferent: "I've seen it before, I was in Tiangong before."

Yan Zhong knew that he was talking about the stares in the hall, but he always felt that it was more than that.But he didn't lose his memory, and he had never seen it.And the person in front of him didn't use illusion, his face was real.