Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth really nothing
"Sister, senior sister." Zhuma's eyes widened, staring closely at the monster in front of her, and asked with some uncertainty, "Did it, did it speak human language just now?"
"Okay, it seems so." Liu Qiqi, who was as ruthless as Liu Qiqi, was no longer calm, and her originally indifferent beautiful eyes were full of shock and disbelief.
"You also understand?" Zhuma couldn't believe it.
"Yes, I understand." Liu Qiqi replied honestly.
The two of them looked at each other, and then set their sights on the armadillo again, looking up, down, left, and right, as if they wanted to see the flowers from such a dark monster.
"Little girl, what are you watching?" Sure enough, the armadillo spoke again, "Are you stunned by my handsomeness and handsomeness?"
It tried hard to make its voice sound low and majestic, but the sharp and harsh voice made it uncomfortable no matter how hard it was heard. Although it called itself an "ancestor", it looked more like a scolding shrew.
"You are so dark, how can you be so handsome?" Zhuma heard this interestingly and couldn't help but smile, "Return to the ancestor, could it be the ancestor of the armadillo?"
"You ignorant little girl, where is the darkness here? It is clearly the beauty of masculinity!" the armadillo said angrily, "I won't talk to you anymore!"
"Okay, okay!" Zhuma agreed, but her whole body was already trembling with laughter, "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!"
However, the armadillo seemed to have made up its mind and ignored her. Instead, it turned to look at Liu Qiqi and said, "You girl has already understood the Tao at a young age, and your qualifications are not bad. Even when my ancestor was alive,
, can be regarded as a top genius, this sword contains the aura of a saint, it should be a gift from the elders in the family, right?"
Liu Qiqi was shocked, but the expression on her face remained calm and did not change at all.
"'Innate Sword Heart' is an extremely rare talent for swordsmanship. If you can truly control it freely, even if you are a Taoist spiritual master, you can still hold a sword against a saint." But the black armadillo continued to say, "It's a pity for you.
There seems to be something wrong with my path. If this continues, I'm afraid there will be no hope of becoming a saint in this life!"
Hearing the words "Innate Sword Heart", Liu Qiqi's complexion changed slightly. She held the hilt of the sword with her right hand, and there were faint veins on the back of her white and smooth hand: "Who are you?"
"Don't be nervous, little girl." The black armadillo let out a weird laugh, "If our ancestors were really malicious, he would have died a hundred times with your three-legged cats."
"That's nice to say!" Zhuma curled her lips and said disapprovingly, "I don't know who sent the mount to attack us just now."
"Well... Fat Tiger seems to have had some problems with his brain since he started practicing, but he didn't mean to target you." The black armadillo was scolded by her and felt a little embarrassed.
"Fat tiger?" Zhuma asked confused.
"This scorpion tiger was originally only a few inches in size. After practicing the 'Tiansha Demonic Skill' taught by our ancestors, it became stronger and fatter." The black armadillo explained, "Now it is no longer possible.
A 'fat tiger'?"
"Could it be that the problem in its brain is also because of your 'Tiansha Demonic Skill'?" the little girl asked.
"..." The black armadillo was speechless by her question, and suddenly the topic changed, "Little girl, what year is it now? Is that hateful Taoist Wuhen dead? The current leader of Wanjian Sect
Which one is it?"
"I only know that I entered Xingling 297 years ago." Zhuma said with a confused face, "I have never heard of Wuhen Taoist or Wanjian Sect!"
"How is it possible?" the black armadillo said anxiously, "Although you are of low strength, you are still a cultivator. How come you have never heard of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect', one of the seven sects?"
"Seven sects? Are you talking about the Seven Holy Lands?" Zhuma thought for a moment and said, "But none of them is called the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect'?"
"Holy Land? Could it be that the seven sects have expanded so much that they actually called themselves 'Holy Land'?" The black armadillo was confused and muttered to himself, "And what the hell is 'Xingling 297'? Ancestor, I am
When he died, it was still '1999 in the Eastern Yuan Dynasty.' How long had it passed?"
"Zhong Wen once mentioned that in the ancient times 10,000 years ago, there were so-called 'seven sects' in the world of cultivation." Liu Qiqi suddenly interjected, "There seems to be a 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect' among them."
"What?"
As soon as he said this, the black armadillo and Zhuma exclaimed at the same time, "Ten thousand years ago?"
"Maybe I heard something wrong, I don't know." Liu Qiqi glanced at the black armadillo and said hesitantly.
She found it unbelievable that a creature had survived for more than 10,000 years.
It wouldn't matter if it were a giant dragon or a mythical beast like a unicorn, but to say that the dark and ugly armadillo in front of us has spanned thousands of years is somewhat unacceptable.
"Has ten thousand years already passed?" The black armadillo held its head with its paws and muttered in a low voice in frustration, "Staying in the cave all day long, I thought only a few decades had passed. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it...
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"Have you stayed here for ten thousand years?" Zhuma asked with a smile without caring about its feelings at all, "Why don't you go out for a walk? Don't you feel bored?"
"Don't you think I don't want to?" the black armadillo complained, "Ancestor, I was accidentally ambushed by Wuhen and the four elders of the Wanjian Sect, and was seriously injured.
The technique of seizing the body of the door, driving the soul into the body of the seabird, almost killed the Shenchahai..."
"Seabird?" Zhuma looked at the dark armadillo in front of her, unable to associate its image with "seabird" at all.
"Don't interrupt, just listen to what I have to say!" The black armadillo stretched out its two claws, gestured dissatisfiedly, and continued, "The seabird's body is weak and cannot withstand the ancestor's 'Tiansha Demonic Skill'.
By the time I arrived in this desolate and uninhabited mountain, I was already dying and my life was not long. I searched the entire mountain range and finally found another creature suitable for snatching the body, which was this armadillo."
"Sure enough, it's an armadillo!" Zhuma clapped her hands, feeling quite proud that she had correctly guessed the other person's species.
"Old Ancestor, I originally thought that even if I became a poison, as long as I could practice the skills, I would one day be able to return to the top and kill all the members of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect'." Speaking of happiness, the black armadillo once again said "Jie Jie Jie"
"The sound of strange laughter, "It must be very interesting for one of the seven great sects to be wiped out by an armadillo!"
"Did you succeed?" Zhuma asked at an inappropriate time, instantly bringing it back to reality from its beautiful fantasy.
"Aren't you asking knowingly?" The black armadillo glared at her and said extremely unhappy, "If I had the strength to annihilate the 'Ten Thousand Swords Sect', that girl with the sword would still be alive and kicking now? It would have been a long time ago.
I beat you to pieces!"
"You have been practicing here for ten thousand years, are you still not strong enough?"
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Every word Zhuma said was like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the black armadillo, making it feel extremely tight. "It seems that the qualifications are very mediocre, and he must not have been a great person during his lifetime."
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"Fuck your mother's stinky shit!" The black armadillo was furious, "When our ancestors roamed the world of cultivation and slaughtered sixteen large sects by one person, your 180th generation ancestor was still in your mother's womb! When you mentioned it back then,
With the name of 'Heisha Ancestor', who in the world of cultivation would not be frightened to the point of peeing in fear?"
It turns out that this armadillo is actually the famous demon from ancient times, the extremely powerful "Black Evil Old Demon" who possesses the "Heavenly Evil Body"!
Of course, "Old Demon" is just the name given to him by the righteous cultivation world. When talking to others, he always likes to call himself "The Ancestor of the Black Evil".
"You have lived for more than ten thousand years." Zhuma still smiled sweetly and said without buying it, "I am only twelve years old this year. How could I know about things that happened so many years ago?"
"It's just that our ancestors were unintentional and didn't expect that even though the soul entered the armadillo's body, its own special constitution couldn't be taken away." The black armadillo was angry for a while, but for some reason it regained its composure and sighed, saying,
"The body structure of armadillos is completely different from that of human beings. In addition, they lack the assistance of special physiques. It is as slow as a tortoise to practice evil spirit techniques. Tens of thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and they have not even entered the realm of saints."
What does it mean to "have never even entered the realm of a saint"?
How many saints are there in total in the world?
Zhuma couldn't help but rolled her eyes coquettishly. She felt that she could hear a strong smell of Versailles from the old black devil's mouth. Little did she know that in ancient times, although practitioners of the saint realm could not be said to be everywhere in the streets, everyone
There are only a few first-class sects, far from being comparable to today's weak cultivation world.
At the same time, she also keenly noticed that the words "special physique" and "evil energy-like skills" appeared in the words of the old black demon. She couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat, as if she had vaguely guessed something.
"If ordinary people practice evil spirit techniques, even if they don't explode and die, they will still be sane, fall into a state of madness, and become like a fat tiger," the black evil old demon continued, "it's me, the ancestor, in
When you lose your special physique, you can only stay in a place with strong evil spirits, otherwise you will easily suffer backlash from your skills."
"Is that why you hide in this evil Black Wind Mountain and refuse to come out for tens of thousands of years?" Zhuma suddenly realized, "That's nothing special!"
"What do you know, little girl?" The old black devil stood up straight, patted his chest heavily with his front paws, and said arrogantly, "How could there be such a powerful evil spirit here back then? If it hadn't been for the ancestor, I would have planted a big evil spirit in the mountain.
Formation, this place is just an ordinary mountain range."
"Oh?" Zhuma's eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Then you can set up formations everywhere. As long as the world is full of evil spirits, are you afraid that you can't go out and walk around?"
She seemed to be charming and innocent, and she casually suggested that evil spirits should be spread across the earth and make all living beings in the world miserable. However, Liu Qiqi just glanced at her lightly without any intention of reprimanding her.
"How can it be so simple? There is a 'Sky Demon Stone' vein in the back mountain, which is the key to setting up the ghost evil formation." The originally passionate voice of the old black evil demon suddenly weakened, and he said rather frustratedly,
"The 'Heaven Demon Stone' is extremely rare. Where can you find it elsewhere?"
"Is that so?" Zhuma pouted, not hiding her inner disappointment at all, "It's really nothing special."
Black evil old demon: "..."
It suddenly didn't want to talk anymore and felt very tired.
"Ouch!!!"
At this time, the fat tiger that was stepped on by it roared angrily again, opened its mouth, swallowed and spit out its several-inch-long pink tongue, and stared at Liu Qiqi with its blood-red eyes, its pupils
It's full of viciousness.
The limbs and tail of the giant scorpion tiger that were originally severed by Liu Qiqi have recovered as before. Where can you see any trace of injury?
"Snapped!"
The black evil old demon suddenly jumped up and slapped Fat Tiger on the head: "Be honest!"
The fat tiger, who was so fierce just a moment ago, suddenly lost his momentum, the redness in his eyes gradually faded away, his huge head drooped, and his tail swayed, like a child who was scolded by his elders, looking extremely aggrieved.
"Pfft!"
The sight between the armadillo and the gecko, like a father lecturing his son, was so weird that Zhuma couldn't help laughing.
"You two little girls are trespassing on our ancestor's territory. If I had my temper back then, I would tear you into pieces." However, he saw the black evil old demon with his claws on his waist and said arrogantly, "It's just that
It would be a bit boring to stay here alone for a long time. If you agree to stay here and chat with me, my ancestor will make an exception and leave you alive, how about it?"
"Is that so?" Faced with the threat of the old black evil demon, Zhuma didn't seem to be too panicked. Instead, he asked with a smile, "But I don't know how long our senior sisters will need to stay with you?"
"When my ancestor, I, pass away, you can leave naturally without having to be buried with me." Heisha old demon sighed and said with emotion, "As expected, my heart has become softer as I get older."
Judging from his tone, it seemed that it was a great mercy not to let the two girls be buried with him.
"How can that be done?" Zhuma's little head shook like a rattle, "You have lived for more than 10,000 years, and you are still so alive and kicking. Who knows when you will die? What if we live another 10,000 years?
Don’t you want to be trapped here for the rest of your life?”
"this……"
The little girl's words made the old black evil demon fall into deep thought. Because the longevity of the saint realm was only more than 500 years old, it didn't understand why it could survive after putting its soul into the body of an armadillo.
Thousands of years.
After a while, it finally gave up thinking, raised its head suddenly, and said arrogantly: "It is my ancestor's mercy to spare your lives. Why are there so many gibberish? Either stay or die, choose now.
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"Senior sister, this armadillo is very lonely and wants to keep us here." Zhuma turned to Liu Qiqi and smiled, "What do you think?"
"Whether it is lonely or not, what does it have to do with me?" Liu Qiqi replied lightly.
"Look, it's Senior Sister Liu who didn't agree. You can't blame me." Zhuma turned to the old demon Heisha with a smile and said, "After all, I am a Junior Sister and I have to listen to Senior Sister."
"Aren't you going to drink a fine drink if you don't want to toast?" Heisha old demon sighed, "It's such a pity that we finally met two human beings."
After saying that, it suddenly raised its claws, and two streaks of black smoke shot out from the center of its claws, hitting the faces of Liu Qiqi and Zhuma respectively. The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch it with the naked eye.
Liu Qiqi also reacted very quickly. She raised the long sword in her hand and slashed it from top to bottom. Her eyes sparkled, and a mysterious and mysterious sword intent spread from the blade, killing the oncoming black man.
The smoke split directly in half.
Zhuma stood there with a calm look on his face, not ducking or evading, but Xiao Ming beside him had already fluttered his wings, let out a cry from his mouth, and his body turned into golden light, scattering the black smoke with lightning speed.
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"Huh? Tianpeng bloodline? It's quite rare." The old Heisha demon exclaimed, and then he kicked his hind legs violently on the fat tiger's back, and his body suddenly jumped into the sky, "What about this?"
It suddenly opened its pointed beak, and a black breath surged out from its mouth, sweeping towards the two people and the bird below.
This aura is extremely dark in color, as black as ink, and the evil meaning contained in it is actually a hundred times more violent than the evil aura that pervades Black Wind Mountain.
Even the black grass growing on the ground in the evil aura was blown away by the aura and gradually melted away. This shows how terrifying and ferocious the power of the black evil old demon's spiritual skills is.
Not long after, this black aura filled the entire area, making it impossible for the two of them to hide and escape.
Liu Qiqi's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, her whole body was shrouded in a mysterious sword intent, keeping out the black energy, but her eyes gradually became serious, and she obviously felt a lot of pressure.
However, Xiao Ming, the Golden Feather Dapeng, did not appear to be in much pain, and seemed to have an innate ability to resist evil spirits that surpassed ordinary creatures.
Zhuma's performance was far beyond the expectations of the old demon Heisha.
She seemed to have only the Heavenly Wheel cultivation level, but she actually stretched out her arms and inhaled the terrifying black energy into her body without any resistance. Instead of showing pain on her pretty face, she seemed to be enjoying it very much.
"Heavenly Evil Body!"
Seeing Zhuma's strange behavior, the old black demon was shocked and couldn't help but screamed, "You are actually the 'Tiansha body'!"?