The sun was setting and the sky was filled with colorful clouds, but half of the Blue God Ancestor's arms were swollen. As time went by, his life would be in danger.
There is a Nine-Leaf Spirit Infant hidden in the Leifeng Tower. Rong Wan'er took Wenlan Xindeng and five others and sneaked into the tower. They walked around like a maze and scurried around, groping around.
Rong Wan'er didn't know where the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant lived, but he saw a strange scene in the tower where the light was shining into the sky, and concluded that that was where the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant was. Whether he could get a drop of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant's blood was the key to this operation.
The key is related to the life of the Blue God Ancestor.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker, the place where the golden light just emitted also became dim.
Rong Wan'er held a few utensils in his hands and was about to run towards that place.
"who?"
"It's me."
At this time, a man suddenly appeared not far away, and it was Li Xiaokuang.
"Is everything ready?"
"Yeah! We're almost ready to catch that Nine-Leaf Spirit Infant."
"Well, I have found the ancestor of Hongmeng. She told me that my senior fellow ancestor Lan Shen was in trouble and asked me to come to Leifeng Pagoda to look for you!"
After a few words of greeting, Li Xiaokuang seemed to have something on his mind, hesitant and hesitant to speak.
Seeing this, Rong Wan'er asked in a low voice: "Is something wrong?"
"Lian'er."
"Um."
Li Xiaokuang was always a person who never told lies. At this moment, he softly called Rong Wan'er. Rong Wan'er responded, but immediately realized something was wrong.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"The ancestor of Hongmeng left two words of apology for this time of becoming a god. I feel that the future is not good." Li Xiaokuang sighed softly.
"Um."
Rong Wan'er was surprised at first, then calmed down. She knew that this time the Ghost King Yang Yingjie Meeting had many heavyweight monsters, and there was a big difference between the two sides. Now after spying on each other in the past few days, she also had a rough idea of each other's background.
With his understanding, Rong Wan'er knew that if most of his magic power had not disappeared or if Zhou Qing was still there, he would be sure of becoming a god this time.
Li Xiaokuang's thoughts are so meticulous. He has seen all the expressions on Rong Wan'er's face. How could Rong Wan'er not know the deep affection in Li Xiaokuang's eyes? This matter is indeed of great importance. Look at Li Xiaokuang
When will this idiot look like an adult? God's will has caused people to fall in love. I really don't know if this is the reason why I lost my magic power.
"After Lei Feng gets the medicine tonight, can you do something for me?"
The two of them have a spiritual connection. Li Xiaokuang understands Rong Wan'er's thoughts, and she is very calm about the fate of her upcoming journey. Although Li Xiaokuang has a clear conscience, he still feels guilty when facing his master.
"Hmm. I hope you can persuade your master to come to Hangzhou and take charge of Pawnshop No. 9." Rong Wan'er said the plan without thinking.
"Okay, I must persuade him. No matter what method I use, I will invite the master to come back."
Li Xiaokuang is also a smart man and can understand Rong Wan'er's difficulties, so there is no need for Rong Wan'er to say anything.
"This journey will be extremely difficult. I am really embarrassed to put the man I love in danger so easily."
As if he was apologizing for Rong Wan'er, Li Xiao said madly: "It seems great and generous to do this, but in fact, I will do it even if you don't say it..."
Li Xiaokuang said no more. She was not good at saying such empty words, so it was enough.
"Let's go, hoping to find the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant and get a drop of her blood." Rong Wan'er's voice gradually became deeper, "The ancestor of the Blue God can't survive for a few days."
Li Xiao was silent. Of course she knew, and she also knew that Rong Wan'er must also be very anxious. Everyone should think carefully about every decision they make. But many things are not as good as God's.
Li Xiaokuang sighed and asked: "Have you brought the jade shovel? Can you give it to me? The ancestor of Hongmeng taught me a method that should be able to get a drop of the nine-leaf spirit infant's blood."
"Okay, be careful not to hurt the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant. As long as you can save the life of the ancestor of the Blue God, I will be satisfied. It doesn't matter whether I keep the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant by my side."
Looking at Rong Wan'er's watery eyes, there was a faint glimmer of water in them, alas! This silly girl is blaming herself for the injury of the ancestor of the Blue God.
"Don't be sad, this is also the calamity that Senior Brother Lan Shen deserves in his life!" Li Xiaokuang smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with you, it is all destined."
After hearing Li Xiaokuang's words, Rong Wan'er was stunned again, as if he suddenly remembered something.
"Hey! What are you doing! It's time to go." Li Xiao urged.
"Don't be anxious! Are you afraid that the Nine-leaf Spirit Baby will be snatched away?" Rong Wan'er responded hurriedly, following closely behind.
Walking to the place where the golden light was shining just now, Li Xiaokuang waved to a giggly three-inch baby. Looking at the sudden appearance of Li Xiaokuang's nine-leaf spirit baby, he was a little surprised. Li Xiaokuang immediately recited the mantra taught by the ancestor of Hongmeng.
, Jiuye Lingying's eyes widened and he suddenly nodded and closed his eyes. Li Xiaokuang was overjoyed and immediately took out a small porcelain bottle to collect a drop of blood from Jiuye Lingying's arm... Every minute, every second, Jiuye Lingying's expression seemed to be...
Very painful.
There is no doubt that the corpse of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant was willing to donate a drop of his blood after listening to Li Xiaokuang reciting the formula taught by the Hongmeng Ancestor. The formula of the Hongmeng Ancestor caused an earth-shaking feeling in the heart of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant who encountered confusion during his practice.
Changes made her suddenly enlightened; she opened her eyes and looked at Li Xiaokuang, and for the first time since birth, she felt the so-called "love in the world."
Fortunately, Li Xiaokuang liked this nine-leaf spiritual baby very much. Li Xiaokuang couldn't help but sigh, this narcissus-like girl was indeed a wonderful flower made of the essence of heaven and earth.
"What is supposed to come will always come. How long are you going to hide your head and show your tail?" The Nine-leaf Spirit Baby suddenly said such an irrelevant statement into the distance.
Li Xiaokuang was startled. He turned around and saw a red-haired monk suddenly walking out of the distance. The monk was holding a five-ghost skull staff and looked at him with greedy eyes.
"Very good, I would like to know what reasonable explanation you can have for your behavior."
With a cold tone, as if the red-haired monk was talking to the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant, the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant suddenly disappeared on the spot, and Li Xiaokuang knew that he was about to face the next war.
Leifeng Pagoda, built at the foot of Nanping Mountain, has six floors and a hexagonal shape, corresponding to the number of celestial phenomena. Leifeng Pagoda is a scenic spot by the West Lake. It is famous all over the world for its name of "Leifeng Peak Sunset".
Li Xiaokuang and Rong Wan'er were facing the red-haired monk at this time and walked slowly to the opposite side of him. Li Xiaokuang looked at the old monk with a curious look, not like a cultivator.
Wen Lanxin, Deng Ji, Di Lei Huofeng Ye were all wondering who this red-haired old monk was. They looked left and right, watching Rong Wan'er waiting for his order.
"There is a moon on Kunlun Mountain, and the monk under the Bodhi tree in the mountain must be Zen Master Mingyue, the originator of the Kunlun Sect." Rong Wan'er thought to himself.
The Kunlun Sword Sect is both good and evil in the mainland. It is a highly regarded sect among the large and small sects in the entire continent. Each sect will warn the disciples who come down from the mountain not to provoke the Kunlun sect easily, because they know that the Kunlun Sword Sect has a person who can protect their shortcomings.
The old swordsman is called Zen Master Mingyue.
Zen Master Mingyue looked at the scene at this time, and saw all kinds of people surrounding Rong Wan'er. At first glance, they were from a well-known and upright family, and they all looked confident and arrogant.
While Zen Master Mingyue was looking around with a hawk-like gaze, Rong Wan'er had already thought about how to deal with Zen Master Mingyue.
Rong Wan'er was the most skilled divination female fairy in the prehistoric period. She carefully scrutinized every detail in the hope of finding a solution to the problem.
Rong Wan'er twitched his fingers a little. Although he figured out that Zen Master Mingyue was here for the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant, he also knew that Zen Master Mingyue was a quite well-known figure in today's world.
Mingyue is ruthless and sentimental... Rong Wan'er's calculations about Zen Master Mingyue are all kinds of information, "He is a good person, but..." Rong Wan'er moved his eyes and made a conclusion.
Zen Master Mingyue had already set his sights on the bottle in Li Xiaokuang's hand, but he didn't do anything and just stared at it. Li Xiaokuang knew that he was interested in the drop of blood of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant.
In other words, Zen Master Mingyue has been dealing with the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant in Leifeng Pagoda for three years. No matter how many methods he has tried, he has not been able to obtain a drop of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant's blood. A real expert will not pretend to be a drop of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant's blood.
Not interested.
In the Leifeng Pagoda, the two groups of people stared at each other for a long time. Zen Master Mingyue suddenly showed an expression of joy on her face. She pointed at the small porcelain bottle and motioned for Li Xiao to throw it over.
Rong Wan'er walked to Li Xiaokuang's side, chose a suitable place to stand, and felt the flow of Qi in Leifeng Pagoda with his heart.
People have meridians, and so do animals. Wherever spiritual beings like the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant live, there will be unique Qi meridians. As long as you can detect the flow of the Qi meridians, you can find the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant.
Although there was Zen Master Mingyue standing in front of him, Rong Wan'er didn't take it seriously at all. He closed his eyes quietly, embedded his spirit into the earth's veins, and went to explore the breath of the Nine-leaf Spiritual Infant in Leifeng Pagoda.
Li Xiaokuang couldn't restrain his curiosity and kept his eyes on Rong Wan'er without blinking. This was his first time to get involved in the so-called harmony between man and nature, and he saw the martial arts in the anecdotes mentioned by his former master Zhou Qing.
, appeared on the ground, I was really excited for no reason.
"Well! This is the legendary realm of harmony between man and nature." Li Xiaokuang's eyes, which were completely immersed in Rong Wan'er's body, suddenly shone brightly, and he suddenly grinned stupidly.
There were many people at the scene who had the same reaction as him. They were all thinking in their hearts, this is the realm that only gods can have, isn't it?
"The eternal unity of man and nature" is not something they can understand now. They are all just dreaming now, and Li Xiaokuang is one of them.
The boiling mood gradually calmed down, and Li Xiaokuang suddenly saw the lifelike Nine-leaf Spiritual Infant appearing again, holding a booklet in his hand with each character drawn in different styles, obviously not by one person, but from the exquisite
From the fine lines and vivid expressions, it seems that the painter is a famous artist.
Li Xiaokuang's knowledge was superficial and he had little knowledge. He did not understand many allusions, so he could not recognize many of these characters, such as the monkey-like Sun Wukong, the mighty Yang Jian, the dignified Nuwa, the evil and shy Daji... He looked at
It's amazing to click your tongue, but you don't even know half of it.
"Well! There must be a reason for this." Li Xiaokuang rolled his eyes and wanted to go up to Jiuye Lingying to ask for the book, but Jiuye Lingying continued to do his work and ignored him lazily.
After asking several questions in a row, Li Xiao was annoyed by the boss's displeasure.
At this moment, Rong Wan'er tried hard to put back his thoughts. He opened his eyes and saw the book and tried to analyze the contents. "By the way, it is indeed that story..." Rong Wan'er murmured.
"It's still beneficial to come here in person. I finally saw this Journey to the West." Confirming his original idea, Zen Master Mingyue suddenly whispered the Buddha's name in a low voice.
"Rong Wan'er. Your greed is not small. Do you still want a drop of my blood?" Jiuye Lingying looked at Rong Wan'er and suddenly said a human word. Li Xiao waved his hand wildly and strode over.
"Don't you already have a drop of my blood? Why don't you go back to save people!"
"Ha! The ancestor of Hongmeng was indeed right in his calculation. This is indeed very effective, but..." Li Xiao smiled slyly, "Can you explain to me what the meaning of those paintings is?"
Rong Wan'er smiled and began to explain the origin of each character, telling the story with great interest.
While he was narrating, a thought quickly passed through his mind, but it was given to him by the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant. Before he could get a clear outline, Rong Wan'er couldn't help but be stunned.
Li Xiaokuang listened with great interest. These stories had been told by Zhou Qing before. Now it was clear to him, and he immediately asked: "Why is this book on the body of the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant?"
"Because he is the ginseng fruit of Immortal Zhenyuan back then." Rong Wan'er explained.
"Ha! So that's it, then he has personally experienced that myth." Li Xiao nodded and said, "I don't know what the founder of Hongmeng is thinking. He wants us to help Zen Master Mingyue!"
When he first heard these words, Rong Wan'er felt as if he was struck by electricity. Countless thoughts rushed through his mind. "It turns out that the master wanted to." Fortunately, he thought of it. Rong Wan'er laughed mysteriously. She knew the intention of the ancestor of Hongmeng.
Already.
Glancing at Li Xiaokuang, Rong Wan'er smiled.
"What's wrong? Your face looks so ugly." Li Xiaokuang asked after noticing something strange about Rong Wan'er.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little uncomfortable." Rong Wan'er responded softly.
While I was thinking about it, a soft auspicious light gradually brewed, thickened, and turned into a pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky.
Rong Wan'er already knew that the Nine-Leaf Spirit Infant was the source of this precious light. Zen Master Mingyue suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, with a solemn look on his face and murmured something to himself, as if to the Nine-Leaf Spirit Infant.
Li Xiaokuang and Rong Wan'er looked at each other and felt relieved. It seemed that Zen Master Mingyue was not here for himself, but had other agendas.
After a while, Zen Master Mingyue suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted, "Hey! What kind of mystery is that old guy doing?" Li Xiaokuang asked in a low voice, seeing that something was not right about the scene.
Rong Wan'er shook his head and whispered: "Let's check the situation first and don't act rashly."
She didn't understand the purpose of Zen Master Mingyue's actions. In the blink of an eye, something flashed through Rong Wan'er's mind, making her scream that something was wrong.
"No, everyone evacuate as soon as possible, this place is about to explode!" Rong Wan'er shouted loudly, hoping to wake everyone up and save their lives.
"It's too late." Zen Master Mingyue laughed loudly, and there was a loud bang, like thunder falling to the ground. With a "boom", Leifeng Pagoda fell to the ground and was smashed into pieces.
The treasure light disappeared, leaving only a plaintive murmur, but Zen Master Mingyue grabbed the Nine-leaf Spirit Infant's arm, cast a spell and left in the distance at lightning speed.