Jiuzhi’s previous dilemma was not fake, it was really difficult to achieve.
It was also at this moment that she realized how bad Xuan Song was a while ago.
Gu Jingmo’s cultivation was completely lost and his physical condition was very poor. He forced himself to sit aside and watch them gathered in front of Xuan Song’s body, and studied how to break the restrictions.
At this time, they sighed, no wonder Xi Huanting, as a cultivator of the Secret Dharma Sect, could not break this ban.
It was really because Xuan Song was too ruthless to attack his body. The three of them cooperated with Nan Zhiyin, Jiuzhi and Hengyi. Gu Jingmo gave advice from the side and cracked these restrictions for seven days.
After the ban is cracked, the few people all relaxed and they have achieved a stage of victory.
Jiuzhi did not pause, so she let Master Hengyi control his soul-bearing body. She slapped out with a palm, pushed Xuan Song’s soul out of the body and returned to Xuan Song’s body.
At that moment, Gu Jingmo was so nervous that he held the coffin and looked at it without blinking.
It was not until Master Hengyi investigated and said to her: “It’s back to the body, it’s okay.”
Gu Jingmo finally let out a breath, and at this moment she realized that her breathing was trembling.
She finally sat down again, watching Jiuzhi take back the demon pill and cast the spell into Xuan Song’s body|.
She watched the process quietly, and because of her weakness, she could only pillow the edge of the coffin.
This picture is really sad.
The woman, who has always been so powerful that she is out of reach, is leaning weakly against the coffin.
And the one lying inside the coffin was her husband.
She could have gone to rest, but she stubbornly wanted to stay here. She was afraid that something would happen here and she couldn’t come as soon as possible.
At this moment, her husband’s soul had returned to his body, and his body still had no pulse. Fortunately, the coffin where the body was stored was specially made, which could ensure that the body did not rot or rot.
She looked at Xuan Song with her eyes closed, sleeping peacefully, with gentleness flashing in her eyes.
Jiuzhi has always been elegant, and she is born with ice spirit roots, which makes her body always feel cold.
At this moment, her clothes were soaked in sweat, and the hair on her forehead was wet into strands by sweat, so she had no time to take care of it.
She needs to control it at all times, not only to let the demon pill return to its original body, but also to allow this demon pill to be reused and restore the strength of the Xuansong Nine Tails.
Nan Zhiyin and Master Hengyi are always with each other and protect the Jiuzhi Dharma.
When Jiuzhi’s spiritual power was exhausted, there was still endless spiritual power around the demon pill.
I don’t know how long it took, Jiuzhi said to Gu Jingmo: “Try your blood.”br>
Undoubtedly, this is an attempt. They only know that this kind of blood can resurrect the dead, but they don’t know whether it can repair the demon pill.
Everyone’s attempts are verified at this moment. If they don’t work, then all their efforts will be wasted.
Gu Jingmo stood up with the coffin, relied on his physical skills to jump into the coffin, and took a dagger from Nan Zhiyin’s hand.
She supported her body with one hand, looked at Xuan Song lying peacefully in the coffin, and finally stabbed her heart with a dagger.
Without the blessing of spiritual power, the blow made her forehead so painful that her veins burst out and her body trembled.
Jiuzhi did not neglect, and escorted the blood to the position of Xuan Song’s demon pill. After working so hard for a moment, she actually bit her silver teeth: “It seems… it cannot coexist, and his life has not recovered.”
Gu Jingmo held the dagger, and his lips were pale when he raised his head, and his eyes were a little unconscious.
I went to see Xuan Song again, but I still had no pulse and couldn’t wake up.
“It seems… this kind of blood can only be exchanged for life…” Gu Jingmo murmured, and immediately wanted to insert the dagger deeper.
Nan Zhi realized it and rushed over to stop him.
However, before she got close, she was pushed away by a powerful spiritual power.
When I looked up again, there was the ice that spread out instantly.
This ice is extremely domineering. It spreads from the coffin and in an instant it has frozen the entire hall, spreading along the steps towards the square, crossing the entire hall with a layer of ice and frost.
The coffin was sealed by gushing ice, and no one could see it.
All three were shocked.
Jiuzhi was the first to finish her work, and exhaled and said, “His demon pill has been restored.”
This is something on the surface. After all, the vast ice did not originate from her, so it can only originate from Xuan Song.
And Xuan Song wrapped the coffin like this, probably wanted to seal Gu Jingmo’s heart.
Master Hengyi raised his hand to investigate and confirmed that Xuan Song had been resurrected and Gu Jingmo was still alive. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he was more worried about his daughter’s safety.
Nan Zhiyin was a little exhausted, as if she had experienced a great disaster. At this moment, she could finally relax.
My body collapsed, and without caring about the frost on the ground, I simply collapsed on the ice.
A moment ago, Gu Jingmo was about to send the dagger in again.
If the depth of the dagger is inserted one minute or one tiny, it may be fatal, but if it can save Xuan Song like this, she doesn’t care.
At this moment, she saw Xuan Song suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand and held her wrist, making it impossible for her to send it into the dagger.
In a blink of an eye, herThe surroundings are filled with ice.
She saw that her body was covered with ice crystals and her body could not move. She could only raise her eyes and look at Xuan Song, who was also in the ice.
At that moment, the pain in my body also turned into a continuous gentleness.
Just see that you are safe.
Look, you and I have different personalities and identities, and now they have become husband and wife.
Your frost and ice can also be entangled in my heart, and my flames can also burn your indifference and become your heart.
You gave up the ascension for me and gave up the demon pill, just to stay in the world with me.
I can also dig out blood for you and restore your body to the past.
Just be alive.
It’s good that you’re still here.
*
“Ah——” Gu Jingmo lay on the stone bed and exclaimed in pain, “It hurts so much, it’s going to die, am I going to die, wuwu?”
Listening to her fake crying, Xuan Song stood on one side holding the copybook and repeatedly asked the previous question: “Do I teach you how to read, or Nan Zhiyin teach you how to read, her attitude should be better than me.”
“Do you dislike me for being illiterate? If you dislike me, don’t marry me at the beginning!”
“If I care about this, how could I have such twists and turns just to marry you? I am bored when I see you recovering from injury, so as not to learn words, so as not to have any misunderstandings in the future.”
Gu Jingmo began to make a point of reason: “It is not necessary to be able to read in the world of cultivation.”
“You should sigh that you and I are in the world of cultivation. If it is in the world of humans, you and I will never be together.”
Gu Jingmo immediately turned over and retorted without any intention: “If it is in the world of humans, you have been dead for more than 1,900 years when I was born. Unless I was so poor that I went to dig your ancestral grave one day, we would not have the chance to meet each other.”
“You…” Xuan Song was so angry that he threw the copybook aside, “How could you be so disobedient?”
Gu Jingmo lay on the stone bed, reluctantly picked up the copybook, pointed to the words on it and said, “Actually I know, look, is this word Nianlin?”
Xuan Song glanced at it and replied, “Nianzhi.”
“…” Gu Jingmo picked up the copybook and looked carefully, complaining, “The word is not written neatly, and he has written it all in one stroke.”
“Then I will order Yu Qichen and the others to write another copy for you.”
Seeing that he couldn’t escape, Gu Jingmo gave Xuan Song a blank look and stopped talking.
Xuan Song sat next to her and pulled her clothes: “Let me see the wound, is it really painful?”
“Do you want to see my wound or look at me?”
Xuan Song’s hand did not stopSuddenly, he continued to check Gu Jingmo’s wound and said, “Although Mrs. Yun has come to see me, I am still worried. It’s my heart.”
“Not hindrance.” Gu Jingmo said, handing the pieces of clean fog stone he had picked up to him, “You make another necklace for me.”
Xuan Song reached out and took it and took it in his hand and looked at it, asking, “Have you ever come to look for you?”
“I’ll leave it to Hengyi Bald Donkey.”
“I’m afraid he’s hidden it for you.”
Gu Jingmo was very righteous and said, “My husband’s demon pill has been dug up to them. What’s wrong with me picking them up a clean fog stone?!”
“I asked them at the beginning, and they helped us.”
“I just picked up such a small piece. So what if they look for me, I can’t go back. I am a demon lord who is robbing the house. It would be nice if I don’t steal their fog stones. Wouldn’t you sell them for face?”
Xuan Song didn’t insist, took out the rope and sat in front of her and weaved a necklace for her.
Gu Jingmo looked at it for a while and was bored. He could only pick up the copybook and read it. After rummaging for a while, he reached out to find out, pulled a tail and hugged it in his arms.
After a while, a small flame ignited on her body.
Gu Jingmo, who had his cultivation in the Qi Refining Stage, had the flames that popped up casually and were wiped out.
At this time, Xuan Song put the necklace on Gu Jingmo’s neck, and the small flame finally disappeared completely.
“The Gu in your body…” Xuan Song mentioned this.
“The answer has been ten thousand times, and it has dispersed. It can be dispersed just after practicing to the Qi Refining Stage. Don’t worry.”
“Yeah.”
*
One hundred and twenty years later.
The Demon Sect Realm, Ghost Market.
A vendor held his treasure in his hand and showed it with great pride: “These are treasures in the formation. I haven’t seen it for a long time, right?”
Someone couldn’t see him so arrogant, and immediately spat: “Thirty years ago, no one wanted these things on the ground!”
“You know it was thirty years ago? Now monsters are in trouble in the world, and many large formations can’t be entered. These things are rare things. If they don’t collect them soon, they will probably be extinct in the future! Is there anyone who wants 50,000 spirit stones?!”
The person next to him refuted: “When the disaster of monsters has subsided, these things are common objects, 50,000 spirit stones? I think they are worth 3,000 at most!”
“Silence? How easy is it? The Ghost King has not found a way to suppress them in recent years. Do you see the results?”
“Speaking of this, the Demon Lord has been in seclusion for a hundred years. Now the Three Realms are in chaos, and she has not come out to manage it. She is really not qualified.”
Their conversation quickly attracted the attention of the Demon Lord.More people came to participate, and another person came over to talk about the news from the side: “I heard that the Demon Lord was seriously injured, and I am afraid that his cultivation level in the Nascent Soul stage has disappeared.”
“How is it possible that a genius cultivator who has been leaping to the God Transformation Stage for more than 200 years can be reduced to this point?”
“Otherwise why didn’t she come out? She has been quiet for so many years! The more talented she is, the more flashy it is, and God is jealous of talent.”
“Hey! Look, someone has ascended the sky lantern.”
“Ascending the sky lantern?! But I haven’t seen such a pomp in more than a hundred years. Who can it be?”
At this time, they saw a flying magic weapon slowly entering the ghost market to fly at a low altitude, and the magic weapon entered the ghost market and caused an uproar.
I saw a bright woman sitting on the flying magic weapon, with two bronze hairpins intertwined on her head, and her hair ended slightly curled. Her eyes were bright red, like bright flowers, like autumn maples, like ignited fire. The ends of his eyes raised slightly, his eyes were confident and ostentatious.
She sat lazy with her face with one hand, wearing a red robe and a black shirt.
Her eyes swept across everyone, which was their familiar arrogance, and her cultivation level was still in the stage of Transformation of Gods.
Next to her was a man with a straight posture.
He had silver hair, tied up from his hair crown, wore a Taoist robe that was interspersed with white and silver-gray, and his chest was embroidered with golden silk thread.
His eyebrows and eyes were cold and handsome, with rivers and mountains standing on the mountain, walls standing thousands of feet high, like pine trees, cliffs and glaciers.
Everyone saw the Demon Lord again and bowed together.
The younger cultivator didn’t know her, and when he saw others kneeling down, he also had speculation about her identity.
Who else can have such honor in this Demon Sect?
Kneeling like this will last for thousands of miles.
Gu Jingmo raised his hand and signaled, “No need, I’m here to buy some supplies to prepare for the subsequent battle.”