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Looking at the nightshade that was about to cry, Zhou Ji had no choice but to comfort him: "How could it be? It's just that it's more dangerous here. I want Ziying to take you to a safer place first. After I solve the trouble here, I will Look for you."

"No, Xiaokui won't go anywhere~" Solanum nigrum shook her head vigorously, "That's what my brother said back then, but he never came back. Now you say the same, I.I."

Zhou Ji sighed softly, touched the top of Solanum nigrum, and gestured with his little finger, "Do you remember this? I promised you, and I will do it. You can accompany Ziying and the others to wait for me below. I am very happy." Be back soon."

Seeing Zhou Ji's twitching little finger, Solanum nigrum felt much more at ease.

Murong Ziying took the magic sword handed by Zhou Ji, and said softly, "Brother Dao, don't force it. If it doesn't work, Tianhe and Houyi's sun-shooting bow may help Brother Dao shoot down Qionghua."

"If you bear the power of a divine weapon with a mortal body, you will definitely be backlashed by the divine weapon. Xuan Xiao also thought of this when he left, so he didn't tell Tianhe." Zhou Ji smiled and said, "As for me, you don't have to worry about it. "Qiu Shan, whose cultivation level was far inferior to mine back then, could cover the entire mountain with Lei Fa, so with my current strength, it shouldn't be a big problem."

When the three of them left, Zhou Ji leaned over and plunged his sword into Qionghua Mountain, only to hear three sword cries, each of which caused a ripple. When the third sword cries sounded, the mana in Zhou Ji's body In an instant, the rippling ripples have turned into a huge power grid to wrap the entire Qionghua Mountain.

The square formation lighted up from the palm of his hand, and as Zhou Ji drew spiritual energy from the ruins of the ancient battlefield for his own use, the fourth sword cry rang out from the Yulei Sword.

It's like a sword cry, more like a sword cry.

A tiny crack appeared in the thunder pattern of the sword body, and the more cracks became more and more dense, every time there was a soft crack, when the sword body completely shattered, the fireball was the electric ball. Qionghua Mountain also shattered.

It's like the sky is falling apart, and the sound is shaking hundreds of miles.

The sky suddenly darkened.

The gravel and soil decomposed by the thunder spread along the clouds, like the end of the world, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire Kunlun Mountains fell into a haze.

The one who collapsed like the sword and the mountain was Zhou Ji himself.

If he hadn't reacted in time, and the Yulei Sword had opened the demon-subduing umbrella before it shattered, the flying sword body and sand and stones would have been enough to smash him into a sieve.

But even so, the Fumo Umbrella that matched the Yulei Sword was still shattered by these debris. Like his two-hundred-year-old Demon Subduing Umbrella, it was too broken to bear.

It has not been used for two hundred years, and it is useless after one use.

Zhou Ji changed his clothes with some regret, and walked towards Solanum nigrum and the others with the half umbrella bone in his hand.

As early as when the entire sky was filled with thunder, Solanum nigrum was already a little restless, especially seeing a familiar figure blowing up the mountain with black smoke, Solanum nigrum couldn't hold back the worry in his heart. The blue light lingering around him showed faint signs of redness.

It wasn't until Zhou Ji came from the Gobi Desert that the red light on Solanum nigrum disappeared, and he trotted to meet Zhou Ji, and he couldn't help but open his arms to hug him.

Zhou Ji was taken aback by Solanum nigrum's move, and subconsciously stretched out his palm to press her forehead, staggering an arm's distance away from her.

Due to the difference in height, Solanum nigrum embraced the air, even waving its arms, it couldn't touch Zhou Ji's clothes, and said angrily and funnyly wronged: "I thought... I thought... you would be like my brother, once you go I'm not coming back!"

Hearing her slightly choked voice, Zhou Ji's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to caress the top of Solanum nigrum's head, and said with a light smile, "How could it be? What I promised you will be done naturally, doesn't it mean that Xiaokui doesn't believe me?" ?”

Solanum nigrum nodded, then came to his senses suddenly, quickly shook his head vigorously, and said anxiously: "Of course Xiaokui believes in Brother Zhou Ji~"

From the moment she woke up from the magic sword, she has been witnessing and experiencing all kinds of killing and bloodshed. No matter how disgusted and repulsed she is, there is no way to escape or hide.

Until he was brought to the dark and dark Buzhou Mountain.

There is no killing between people, but the environment is no different from being in prison.

Zhou Ji is the first ray of light she has encountered in the past three hundred years, and it is also the only hope for her to find her brother.

This intimacy is due to Jian Lei's innate affection for the sword array diagram, and it is also her personal liking for Zhou Ji.

Uh, my brother likes it that much.

After comforting the Solanum nigrum here, Zhou Ji turned to look at the three of Yun Tianhe, and said in a deep voice, "It's over here, what are your plans for the future?"

Murong Ziying looked at the place where the Qionghua sect disappeared, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, "I, I plan to collect the flying swords of the disciples in the sect and build a sword mound for them. Qionghua has gone through twenty-five generations, and will eventually leave something"

Jianzhong Zhou Ji nodded slightly, then turned to look at Yun Tianhe.

Tianhe's expression was also a bit heavy, and he stretched out his hand to hold Han Lingsha's Rouyi, and exerted a slight force, "Although the parasitic relationship between Lingsha and Wangshu has been erased by you, her spirit has been seriously serious these days." Loss. I want to accompany her back to Qingluan Peak and go through the last journey."

Feeling the temperature of Yun Tianhe's palm, Han Lingsha raised her eyes to look at the silly savage beside her, her heart warmed accordingly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth also revealed a hint of happiness.

"Cough, I still have a solution here." Zhou Ji coughed lightly, and said hesitantly, "The world cannot make up for Miss Lingsha's loss of soul, and the God Realm may not be able to."

Just as Qionghua fell, Zhou Ji said this, and the expressions of the three people on the opposite side suddenly changed.

"I came here from Mount Shu. They have psychic stones that can communicate with the gods. As long as Tianhe and I find the well of gods and demons through the spirit stones, we can go to the gods through regular channels to find healing water chestnuts." Sha girl's method."

Solanum nigrum recalled the play experience along the way, waving her hands and nodding repeatedly.

"Great! Lingsha is saved!"

Yun Tianhe was overjoyed, and Han Lingsha couldn't help showing surprise.

Together, the two decided to go to Mount Shu with Zhou Ji. Murong Ziying originally wanted to stay here to collect the remaining flying swords from the same sect, but under the persuasion of the two, she agreed to go with them for another journey.

The tassel of the Nine Dragons Bound Silk sword swayed gently with the wind, and Murong Ziying looked at Zhou Ji with a flash of gratitude.

Leaving Kunlun, a group of five people set off again, this time there was no urgency to stop Qionghua's ascension, the group did not choose Yujian, but walked all the way to Shushan.

From Kunlun to Shushan, it took two full months. During these two months, the relationship between everyone became more and more harmonious, and the smiles on Solanum nigrum's face became more and more.

Returning to Sichuan and Chongqing, this time, Zhou Ji finally found Jingyang, the ancestor of Sedum, and secretly helped him to open a pawn shop without telling Solanum nigrum, and bought the ancestral "wide-sleeved fairy dress" from him. '.

During this period of time, Solanum nigrum has been wearing her torn long dress. Although it looks more eye-catching than a formal dress, it is not a long-term solution after all.

Looking at the wooden box in his hand, Zhou Ji wanted to give the long skirt directly to Solanum nigrum, but when he thought of Solanum nigrum's character, he couldn't help feeling a little overwhelmed.

According to what he knows, only heavenly beings can go to the god world through the well of gods and demons. Among the three immortals, although Sedum took the magic sword and Xu Changqing through the well of gods and demons, Solanum nigrum was left in the world.

At that time, Solanum nigrum already had a certain amount of self-protection power, and could temporarily stay away from the magic sword without being bound by the sword itself.

But the current Solanum nigrum is just a "little girl" over three hundred years old, and even her figure is only half-illusory, let alone separated from the magic sword and separated from the sword body.

In other words, if Zhou Ji wants to go to the Demon Sword with Yun Tianhe, he can only leave her and the Demon Sword itself in the world.

With her extremely insecure and weak personality, how could she agree to such an approach?

From Zhou Ji's point of view, only by reasoning and motivating can this little girl be coaxed.

Before arriving at Shushan, Zhou Ji still told Solanum nigrum about not being able to carry the magic sword. To his surprise, Solanum nigrum agreed very briskly.

This made Zhou Ji a little dumbfounded.

Seeing Zhou Ji's reaction, Solanum nigrum covered her mouth and chuckled, stretched out her slender and delicate green fingers, hooked her little finger lightly, and waved in front of Zhou Ji, beckoning, "Brother Zhou Ji and Xiaokui hooked their fingers Huh? Xiaokui believes that Brother Zhou Ji will do what he promised~!"

A certain string in Zhou Ji's heart seemed to be plucked, the corner of his mouth subconsciously raised an arc, reached out and hooked Solanum nigrum's little finger, touched it lightly with his thumb, and then smiled lightly: "It must be done~"

With the touch of a finger, Zhou Ji looked at Dao Zhen who was walking towards the gate of Shushan Mountain, and introduced the other party's identity to everyone.

Dao Zhen himself didn't expect Zhou Ji to find Tianren so quickly and bring such a team.

His eyes swept over the Taoist robes on Murong Ziying, and after Zhou Ji's introduction, he learned that they were originally disciples of the Qionghua Sect, one of the Eight Kunlun Sects.

Two months ago, the inexplicable disappearance of the Qionghua Sect caused a stir in the cultivation world, and since casual cultivators were unknown, the Immortal Cultivation Sect kept a secret.

Because of her sensitive identity, Murong Ziying didn't want to set foot on Mount Shu to receive strange looks from others, so she took Han Lingsha and Solanum nigrum and waited for Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe to return at the foot of the mountain.

Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe followed Daozhen back to the main hall of Shushan, and met Yuyangzi, the head of Shushan again.

Yuyangzi didn't make any trouble for the two of them.

After all, the psychic stone and the demon-locking tower were both given by the gods, but unlike the demon-locking tower, the psychic stone has been placed in Shushan for many years, but it is only a symbolic decoration and has no practical significance.

Although the past dynasties of Shushan knew how this object communicated with the gods, due to the cut-off of the immortal road, they often ran out of lifespan, until they died of old age, and could not wait for a destiny immortal who qualified as a spirit stone.

Even the last communication with the God Realm was only 400 years ago, when the God Realm issued an oracle, telling Shushan God Realm Fei Peng would be reincarnated in the human world, and after 1,200 years, he would become attached to Shushan.

To this day, the most treasured demon sword in the Heaven Realm is also sealed in the demon lock tower, waiting for the day when Fei Peng reincarnates and arrives at Shushan, and then returns it to its original owner.

Now, it is heard that Zhou Ji has found the legendary celestial beings and is about to open the psychic stone to communicate with the gods for the first time. Jiyun Tianhe arrived at a platform between the apse of Shushan Mountain and the Suoyao Pagoda.

Around the platform, although there are disciples guarding it, but from a distance, it is just an ordinary rough rock.

The height is no more than two meters, and the whole body is also irregularly tapered, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, which can't help but disappoint Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe.

psychic stone? That's it?

Noticing the change in the expressions of the two, Yuyangzi stroked his beard lightly, waved his dust whisk, pointed to a Tai Chi diagram on the surface of the psychic stone, and said in a deep voice, "If both of you are celestial beings, just cut your palms, Press the blood on the yin and yang fish eyes, and you can communicate with the gods and get guidance from the gods."

Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows, pointed to a sword, swiped lightly with his right hand, and pressed his hand on a fish eye.

The square array lighted up slightly, driven by Zhou Ji, a ray of immortal spirit diluted several times mixed with his own blood soaked into Taiji fish eyes, turned to look at Yun Tianhe, Yun Tianhe did not hesitate Scratched the palm of his hand and pressed it on the other side of the Tai Chi diagram.

In a trance, a golden streamer lighted up from the Taiji diagram, the breath of the candle dragon in Yun Tianhe's body, and the spirit breath drawn by Zhou Ji from the ancient battlefield interacted with each other. When God Realm's pleading, an illusory map suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and turned into a stream of light, escaping into the eyebrows of Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe.

Yuyangzi and the disciples of Shushan who were present looked at the scene before them in astonishment. In their line of sight, they only saw a golden light shining from the Taiji diagram, and then divided into two strands and poured into the eyebrows of Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe respectively.

As for the phantom map of the God Realm, not only could they not see it, even Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe themselves could not describe it.

Seeing Zhou Ji faltering, I couldn't explain it clearly, and everyone in Shushan couldn't figure out whether Zhou Ji and Yun Tianhe had 'communicated' to the God Realm. The grumpy sword-wielding elder even thought that the other party had deliberately hired a mountain savage to amuse them.

As a result, until the two of them went down the mountain, the elder holding the sword was a little bit aggrieved, and said a lot of bad things beside Yuyangzi.

Back down the mountain, Murong Ziying paused, Han Lingsha and Solanum nigrum passed by both sides of him, facing Yun Tianhe and Zhou Ji.

"Tianhe, what happened to your hand?" Seeing the blood scab on Yun Tianhe's hand, Han Lingsha felt distressed, and quickly took out a silk handkerchief to wrap it for him.

Zhou Ji looked at Solanum nigrum, who also felt distressed, stretched out his left hand and patted the top of her head, and said with a light smile, "It's okay, it will be fine in two days."

Turning to look at Murong Ziying, Zhou Ji said sincerely, "This trip to the God Realm can only be done by me and Tianhe. During this time, Xiaokui will ask you to take care of me."

Murong Ziying nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "Brother Dao, don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to the Demon Sword."

(Thanks for the 100 coin reward from 'Luo Mo Dian Qing Yan TQ'.)