Found another book-wearer today

Although Zhong Weiwan could synchronously control the movement of the puppet through the connection of spiritual consciousness, the speed of the other party was too fast.

He dodged to the side for the first time, but half of his arm was cut off.

The puppet's body is made of sea cloud pine as the basic material, which is extremely light in texture, but because it is very quiet in the middle of the night, when the half of the arm falls on the bluestone floor, a relatively obvious sound can still be heard.

But the sword bearer ignored it.

His gaze went directly through the dark colors, firmly locked on the clock is not too late, and there was almost no pause, and the next sword followed like a shadow.

Zhong Weiwan sensed pure killing intent.

He dodged with the help of the puppet's small figure, but the sword holder was gradually spreading his sword net, and the intertwined invisible sword energy criss-crossed the air, blocking every escape route he had.

The spirit puppet was slashed by the sword energy repeatedly, Zhong Weiwan himself was also affected, and the blood of the inner palace surged.

He glanced at the vermilion gate shrouded in an enchantment behind him.

It was just now that he deliberately guided the opponent to drop his sword towards the barrier, but after being shaken by multiple sword intents, the door is still as good as new, without any damage.

Zhong Weiwan came to a realization, knowing that there would be no more gains from this trip, so he resolutely withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

Almost at the same time, the body of the puppet quickly ignited flames and flames, and the fragments of limbs that fell on the ground turned into countless stardust in a few breaths, and were blown by a gust of wind to the sky.

The sword-wielder stood silently on the spot, his expression still dull, but he slowly withdrew his killing intent, and turned back into a silent guard puppet again.

In the quiet room deep in the cave, Ouyang Haoyuan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

Although the movement in the courtyard was not big, it touched the barrier set up in that room and made him aware.

Just like the last drop of rain before the embankment burst, at the moment when his heart trembled, all the unstable factors that had accumulated for a hundred years suddenly erupted at this moment, turning into a torrent to wash away his sea of ​​consciousness space.

A blood-like scarlet light emerged from Ouyang Haoyuan's pupils, just like those practitioners who have gone mad, faintly revealing the color of madness.

His face was originally handsome and elegant, but now it is gradually distorted, and even has blue veins protruding like a snake.

He sometimes sneered, sometimes ferocious, sometimes resentful, and sometimes hated, as if two opposing parties were fighting for control of the body, and it was a protracted and fierce war.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally calmed down gradually.

There are countless amazing sword marks on the wall, which is caused by the uncontrolled release of spiritual power when the mind and soul were in turmoil just now. If it weren't for the fact that this quiet room was specially built for retreat, its strength is far better than that of other houses. , the entire mountain might be flattened.

In addition, the indoor temperature has also dropped a lot. It is a season of high and refreshing autumn, but it seems to enter the midwinter in an instant.

The atmosphere of frost and snow pervades all around, and even the ground is covered with a thin layer of ice.

Ouyang Haoyuan exhaled slowly.

The light white mist dissipated, blurring his face.

After a while, the cold air receded, and the quiet room returned to normal, only those shocking sword marks were still there.

Ouyang Haoyuan got up from the couch, looked down at the robe he was wearing, felt a little displeased, and changed it casually.

"The book wearer... Oh, that's all." He said to himself, and suddenly smiled, "But I also have to thank you for giving me such a good body."

Some kind of swearing voice faintly came from the sea of ​​consciousness, with extremely vicious and filthy words.

Ouyang Haoyuan didn't take it seriously, and let him scold him, until his voice gradually became inaudible, and then calmly said: "Go."

As his voice fell, the last trace of the wave that belonged to the book piercer completely disappeared.

Ouyang Haoyuan had a smile on his lips, his brows were gentle, and he seemed to be in a very good mood.

If Mo Chengshu was here, he might be surprised, because this is exactly the look that the chief disciple of Wanjian Mountain used to have more than a hundred years ago.On the contrary, after becoming the First Elder, his temperament has changed a lot.

But in the end, something was different.

In the depths of those slender eyes, there is now a strong blood that cannot be melted away, which is a sign of being possessed.

If Ouyang Haoyuan in the past had been adhering to the righteous way, he might have been deeply troubled by this enchanted body, but now he has experienced more than a hundred years of spiritual collapse and near-death torture, and he has also integrated part of the thinking of the book walker. , thinking has changed.

"It's really good, half-step ascension is the best state, and I can do some things I want to do."

Ouyang Haoyuan walked out of the quiet room, walked through the complicated and winding corridors, went to the room where the ice coffin was placed, and saw the person in the coffin again.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

The fingertips gently caressed that cold face, perhaps due to the nourishment of the jade dew, this body that has been frozen for a long time still retains a trace of softness.

Ouyang Haoyuan lowered his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking, suddenly leaned down, and kept approaching that face until the lips of both sides were lightly pressed together.

Sure enough, it was cold and there was no warmth.

Ouyang Haoyuan smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, like a child who finally got candy.

When he saw a few strands of his own long hair falling between the other's black hair that spread out like a waterfall, his smile deepened.Just thinking of something in an instant, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Ah Wan, I will avenge you."

"I will not spare any of those who joined forces to hurt you back then, and I will make them pay with blood."

"I learned a lot of things through that person, especially the method of summoning souls." He stroked the face of the person in the ice coffin, his eyes were gentle but firm, "I will find you back, I promise."

"After we get back, we can be together again, no matter where you go, I will accompany you..."

*****

Zhong Weiwan was completely ignorant of all that happened on the top of Jianfeng, otherwise he would be greatly frightened.

He met Ouyang Haoyuan for the first time when he was 20 years old. They were both rookie monks in the second level realm. After traveling the world together, their friendship gradually deepened, but he never knew that Ouyang Haoyuan had other thoughts about him.

He regarded the other party as a good brother, so after learning that the person whose body was occupied by the book piercer was probably dead, he fell into grief for a while.

In the hut on the mountainside, Zhong Weiwan withdrew his consciousness, the corners of his lips were already glaringly bright red, and his mouth was filled with blood.

That sword-wielding guard with fierce moves should have quite a good cultivation level. The attack was clearly aimed at the medium of the spirit puppet, but it caused damage to himself.

He took out the medicine bottle from his sleeve, poured out a few grains of the elixir that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the vitality, and swallowed it.

After some breath adjustment and exhalation, the Qi and blood finally became smoother.

It's just that the sword wound has always been domineering, and it will take some time to gradually subside.

Zhong Weiwan sorted out what he found in the investigation just now in his mind.

It is almost certain that his body is behind the vermilion gate, and the Xuantian Lingbao is still in his body, but the whole room is covered with powerful barriers.

If he wants to crack it without disturbing other people, he needs to analyze the principle of spiritual energy flow and find a way to counter it, which means that he must at least go there again, record the basic situation of the enchantment, and bring it back to the world. Research.

Considering the existence of the sword-wielder, it may be necessary to go to the third and fourth rounds before it is possible to completely record the enchantment information.And I don't know if there will be other changes in this, we must hurry up, the sooner the better.

With this in mind, Zhong Weiwan decided to investigate again tomorrow night.

Since he had already expected that it would not go well, he made many puppets in advance.It's just that this method has risks in the end, especially the more times you do it, the easier it is for the opponent to be on guard, and a quick word is still needed.

Who would have thought that only the second day, the accident would happen suddenly.

"What, Elder Ouyang has left the customs?"

"Really, did any of you see Lei Jie?"

"Where did the thunder calamity come from? These days the sky is clear and clear, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is as clear as blue!"

"There is no Thunder Tribulation, does that mean..."

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense!"

……

The new disciples talked a lot, obviously they were all shocked by this earth-shattering news.

Who is Ouyang Haoyuan?

One of the few half-step ascenders in the entire continent.

When he announced his closed-door training three years ago, everyone thought he wanted to hit Ascension, but it turned out that he left the closed-door training not long after, and Lei Jie didn't see him at all, which naturally aroused different opinions.

For Zhong Weiwan, this is not good news.

Practitioners need to concentrate fully when retreating, and their perception of external changes will be much weaker, but once they leave the closed door, their attention can be diverted to other places.

Especially for practitioners with higher realms, the scope of their spiritual consciousness is wider. A half-step ascent like Ouyang Haoyuan should be able to take a panoramic view of the entire mountain in an instant.

In this way, he can be easily spotted.

Zhong Weiwan frowned slightly, thinking that he had to find another way, so he gradually fell into deep thought, and did not notice the roll call of the teaching elders.

"Hey, Brother Zhong, the elder is calling you to come over!" Huo Xishan's voice came from beside his ear.

He was also recognized by the sword spirit, and officially became Wan Jianshan's inner disciple, and he was still keen to build a good relationship with Zhong Weiwan, which was a little too enthusiastic.

For example, basic teaching courses like this are specially set up for new entry disciples, responsible for teaching breathing skills and basic sword skills, and leading them into the path of practice.The class was held in Qinglan Valley, and the students could choose the location at will, and Huo Xishan would always sit beside him.

Seeing that Zhong Weiwan didn't respond, he stretched out his hand and pushed.

The touch of the body brought Zhong Weiwan's thoughts back to reality in an instant, and when he looked up, he happened to meet some unkind eyes with the elder who was teaching.

"..." Zhong Weiwan was silent for a moment, then got up and said, "Sorry, I was distracted."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of many disciples became a little strange. If you want to be distracted, just distract yourself. Why do you say it?

This elder is notoriously short-tempered, and he hates what others say to him. If you say that you are distracted, isn't it equivalent to looking for scolding?

Sure enough, the teaching elder who heard this said sullenly, frowned and shouted angrily: "What I need is not an apology, get out of here!"

Zhong Weiwan walked over, but still a little absent-minded.

The teaching elder named another person's name, and when he turned around to see Zhong Weiwan's wandering gaze, he became even angrier.

"You two listen to me carefully, especially you!"

The teaching elder released a sword energy, which exploded not far from Zhong Weiwan's body. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the blowing air brought an uncomfortable feeling like a knife cutting.

Zhong Weiwan:! ! !

Zhong Weiwan was taken aback, because the teaching elder's action was purely for alertness, without any malice, and his mind was on other things, so he didn't discover this sword energy in advance.

The elder stroked his gray beard and asked, "Are you back to your senses!?"

Zhong Weiwan groaned and apologized again.

His non-arguing and a little dazed look made the teacher feel powerless as if his fist had fallen into the cotton, thinking what's going on with this guy?This is just the beginning of practice, why can't I see any enthusiasm! ?

"...In short, let the two of you do a real combat drill for everyone." The teacher elder didn't intend to study his attitude any further, and said, "Just use the sword technique I taught earlier, go all out, and stop as soon as possible. "

Zhong Weiwan's opponent nodded heavily: "Disciple understands!"

He was obviously gearing up and eager to try, and even the tone of his speech was full of excitement.

Zhong Weiwan looked intently and found that it was the boy who was in the same examination room as him during the entrance examination that day.

It's just that at this time, he swept away the drowsy state of drooping eyelids before, held a wooden long sword in his hand, gestured well, and his eyes were even sharper.

As for Zhong Weiwan, in the eyes of everyone, his posture of holding a sword is no different from that of holding a broom, and it is even more casual, without any moves.

The face of the teaching elder became more and more gloomy: "What do you mean? Where is the sword style I taught you earlier?"

Zhong Weiwan: "..."

Zhong Weiwan: "Sorry, I forgot."

He made a gesture according to the boy opposite, but because the action was so non-standard, it looked a little funny.

Seeing this, the disciples outside the venue finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.