Chapter 173

Taiwuxi gently picked up the porcelain bottle, opened the plug, and saw a light red mist coming out, floating with a strange fragrance. Smelling the inner air, it suddenly accelerated the flow, as if longing for the things in the bottle. If you look carefully, there are two drops of bright red blood in the bottle, constantly steaming out the red fog.

"What is this?" Asked Xi Xi.

Lu Zheng Kang replied, "this is the essence of life. After being killed by Qushan, the dead person's whole life skill and blood gas condensed. "

The little sister looked sad, "is that all that's left?"

"Yes, even the soul is here."

"Can you pass him?"

Lu Zhengkang took the porcelain vase and breathed gently. His breath was the softest wind. He gently caressed the blood mist and turned it into invisibility. Two broken souls flew out into the sky, where there were petals. He bathed in the beautiful rain and went to the pure land for reincarnation.

The little sister put her hands together and gently wished that the sad soul could rest in peace.

In the Bush, there is an old stone tablet, which is buried by long weeds. My little sister cleans up the grass, and then carefully identifies the weathered inscription.

"Bushi mountain The empress returns the sword To get rid of demons here... "

In addition to these words, the rest are completely eliminated.

Taiwu muttered and guessed the story of the inscription. They continued to walk deep into the valley.

Through the Bush, there is a sea of flowers. After crossing the sea of flowers, it is a small lake. My little sister, a fisherman, was born in a fishing family. She couldn't help catching some grass carp in the water. She said she wanted to make a delicious meal for Buddha. But after all, Jianzhong is a big business, so she saved the catch in her residence in the pure land for the time being.

Around the lake is a dense forest. In the forest stand three villains, two men and one woman, all of whom are brothers and sisters.

Taiwu asked them who they were.

The two men answered that their name was Qushan, and the woman answered that they heard evil voices.

In this regard, the so-called name is actually a title.

After the younger sister subdued them, they were in trouble again. The three were in a frenzy. If they didn't dispel the demons, they would let the tiger go back to the mountain. If they were cured, they were afraid that they would be scattered as smoke and dust as before.

Lu Zhengkang said: "this is the mud body, why are you afraid to return to the earth?" This gave Tai Wu great encouragement. She said that she was following the right path and was free from pain, so she once again used the Fuyu sword handle to break up the three people's magic barrier.

When they came back to their senses, they took different attitudes, some of them fell in love with Tai Wu Xi Xi, and some of them looked up at the sky and laughed. However, after a few breaths, they were gone with the wind, leaving no blood fog, only a book and two pairs of boots.

The book records Xuannu's eight level internal skill yugugong, and the boots are just eight grade iron shoes.

"Why is there no blood fog this time?"

"They may have enjoyed it themselves."

"Alas."

Through the woods, there is a large sea of flowers, and an enchanted man can't wait to rush over. Of course, it has been solved.

These guys are just the level of the lower class disciples of the sect. They are the third rate people in the river and lake. They are not worth mentioning.

At this time, they had come to the place where the birds were singing. There was a big tomb, which was covered with strange flowers and plants. The cry of the birds was gradually low. They fell on the trees, staring at Taiwu with their heads tilted, looking forward to it.

There is a hollow in the shape of a sword handle on the door of the tomb. Taiwu took Fuyu's sword handle for a try, but it fits perfectly. Only with a roar, the door of the tomb opened. In the dark, a figure surrounded by birds walked out.

But she was a woman with a sad brow. Her face was like flowers, her skin was like white jade, her eyes were like stars. She was a fairy in the sky.

The woman was in a trance and said, "I've sacrificed my life to get the sword back. Why don't you come and get it?" At the end of the speech, she suddenly drew out the sword from her waist. For a moment, it flowed back like the blue water. When the sword was gone, the woman was holding a medicine bottle in her hand, waving it gently, throwing out a large piece of poisonous fog and rushing towards Taiwu.

Without waiting for the younger sister to concentrate on meeting the enemy, Lu Zhengkang gently waved his sleeve, and the miasma was broken. The woman also fell to the ground with force, and hemoptysis continued.

She tried hard to get up, but after all, she could only lie on her back. At this time, a sparrow flew to her ear and chirped. The woman seemed to understand the sparrow's words and whispered, "has it been delivered?" With a smile and a sigh, it turns into smoke and spreads across the sky.

There is something left in place, but it is a sword handle. Taiwu runs up to pick it up. At this time, a hundred birds are singing together, and the sound of it is a long farewell song.

The huge sword tomb turned into a mirage.

There is a flickering picture in this illusory scene.

A woman came to live alone in a big mountain. The birds in the mountain fell on her shoulder and wept. It turned out that the birds had drunk the mountain water by mistake and lost their voice. The woman went to the edge of the pool and saw a man collecting three color iron swords. They argued. The woman grabbed the sword and threw it into the water. After the man left, the woman took medicine to cure the bird. Before long, a demon in the water was born to bring disaster to the mountain. The woman regretted and went into the cold pool. She suffered from the biting cold and the evil spirit eroding her body. She took back the sword and wrapped it in her clothes and asked the bird to carry it to the sword maker. And she died of poison, and her body was abandoned in the mountains for thousands of years.

When the swordsman returned to the mountain to kill the demon, he remembered the woman Gao Yi and set up a stele to commemorate her. Then he ordered the sword to be mo Nu Yi.The picture stops abruptly, the sword tomb disappears, and the deep valley disappears. They appear in a plain at the moment, and smoke rises not far away.

Taiwu said, "is this woman Mo Nu? She's a good person. We shouldn't have killed her. "

Lu Zhengkang took the hilt of the magic sword Mo Nu Yi from her hand and gently threw it forward. The hilt gave out light. Suddenly, there was a sound of ethereal music.

In the pure white light, there are thousands of strong and luxurious colors. The outline is stretched out, and it turns into a little girl in palace dress. She holds a flower branch and looks melancholy, but she is mo nu in her childhood.

Little mo Nu frowned and looked at them, "who are you? Did my father ask you to meet me? " She said sadly, "I'm tired of going to those banquets. I don't want to go any more. I'll walk here to relax. Don't follow me..." She stepped back a few steps, and her eyes moved around. Although her brows were still tight, her eyes were pleased by the new scene. Soon, she began to explore on her own.

Tai Wu gave a sigh and said, "she's so cute!"

Little mo Nu's eyes are wet, like a doe. Her delicate body is walking on the earth, like walking in the air, full of Fairy Spirit.

Lu Zhengkang chuckled, "ten generations of strange people, broken soul, rare super life."

"What are you talking about?" Little sister curled her mouth, "God God nagging, no matter, this little girl I want to support her."

Lu Zhengkang glances at his younger sister. Has the power of Fu Yu's divine sword begun to confuse fate?

Fu Xi Xi, you don't know who you really are.