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    ? Chapter Sixty-Four: God in Hand

    One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Ten Thousand Fas | Under the Reincarnation Pagoda, the Ten Thousand Fas Mirror seemed to be asleep, turning slowly.  The mantra in the mirror is also moving slowly, like taking a walk.

    However, as soon as Tianquzi arrived, it immediately woke up and the speed increased a little.  Tian Quzi half-kneeled in front of the mirror, Shui Kongxi seemed to be staring at him for a while before asking, "Why kneel?"

    Tian Quzi said in a low voice: "The holy sword appeared in Huacheng and helped the puppet many times. I don't know how it is related to the puppet. Now the head of the puppet has kidnapped the owner of Xiangjiabao, Mu Kuangyang, Jun  Qianzi, Jiuzhandeng and Elder Fu Chunfeng were captured by Huacheng."

    The voice of Shuikong rusted through the falling snow of the Shiwanda Mountains, cold and ethereal: "The head of the puppet Is there nothing wrong with it?"

    When he was sealed into the mouth of the Ruoshui River, the head of the puppet was still indifferent.  Tian Quzi said: "No, the puppet's first name is Xu, and his first name is Hua. He is over five hundred years old this year."

    "Xuhua?" Shui Kongruo said the name, but couldn't think of any information.  He said, "Since when has there been such a character in Huacheng?"

    Tian Quzi said: "In the past, because Huacheng seldom participated in the war, Jiuyuan didn't know enough about it. No one knows Xuhua's origin. But now under her leadership, the puppet is no longer as weak as before.  Sluggish."

    The magic mirror of Wanfa turned slowly and steadily. Through the magic mirror, of course Tian Quzi couldn't see the expression of Shuikong Ruo, but he could imagine the indifference and arrogance in his eyes.  After a while, Shui Kongxie said: "This person is very suspicious. More than five hundred years old It seems to be the time when I was trapped in this weak river mouth after the war between Taoism and the demons."

    Tian Quzi said: "The disciple has thought about this matter, it is indeed a coincidence. Could it be that the holy sword chose the master at that time?"

    "Choose the master?!" Shui Kongxie sneered, "With its arrogance and arrogance, how could it choose the master?"

    Tian Quzi frowned slightly. It sounded like the suzerain seemed to know the Tianhe Holy Sword very well.  He said: "Now the holy sword should still be in Huacheng. But with Jiuyuan's combat power, it can't resist it."

    It is not surprising that Shuikong Rust is the holy sword forged to suppress the weak Shui Tianhe. Its power is so powerful that it cannot be resisted by human beings?

    He said: "Tianquzi, the holy sword of Tianhe, is alive."

    Tian Quzi raised his head suddenly, and Shui Kongxie's voice became more serious: "Speaking of which, this matter is the karma planted by me and Xiang Xiaoge. Now that I have suffered such a catastrophe, I am not innocent."

    Tian Quzi asked, "What happened?"

    Shui Kongxie seems to be caught in the past: "At the beginning, Xiang Xiaoge and I were considered leaders of our generation, but in Taoism, it is very difficult to overwhelm those seniors who have lived for thousands of years."

    Tian Quzi has a deep understanding of this point-he has a lifespan of more than 1,100 years, and his cultivation base is among the best in the Nine Meridians.  But when it comes to being promoted to suzerain, many people are still dissatisfied.

    What's more, at that time, there were only two teenagers who could only be regarded as Taoist rookies?

    Shui Kongxie said: "However, the opportunity to become famous came just like this. Ruoshuihekou is in danger, and Xiang Xiaoge got a piece of extraterrestrial meteorite by accident."

    Tian Quzi naturally knew the past of Xuanmen very well. He said: "Xiang Lao made a sword for a thousand years, and the suzerain risked his life to insert it into the mouth of the Ruoshui River, suppressing the Tianhe flood that has plagued Xuanmen for countless years. The merit is in Qianqiu,  What is the cause and effect?"

    Talking about the past, Shuikong said with a smile in his voice, "What kind of merit lies in the future. In the final analysis, it is just a greedy word, greedy for fame and profit, and greedy for merit and prestige. At the beginning, I inserted the holy sword of Tianhe into the mouth of Ruoshui river.  When I was in the center of the magic circle, I was almost swallowed by weak water."

    Tian Quzi was taken aback. Shui Kongxiu had never mentioned this matter to anyone.  He naturally has no way of knowing.

    Shui Kongxi said in a helpless voice, "But at this moment, it gave me a helping hand. At this moment, I discovered that it was sentient. At that time, I thought it was the sword that gave birth to the weapon spirit. For this kind of divine sword and holy weapon, this is not the same.  Not surprising. But then, I found out she wasn't."

    Tianquzi was startled, Shuikong sighed, and the 100,000 mountain snow was as big as a mat: "It formed a four-fold magic circle to protect me and it, and I successfully reached the center of the formation. It is not a spirit, it is  Before the holy sword was smelted, the divine consciousness was activated, with the intention of penetrating the secrets of the Dao of Heaven."

    Tian Quzi said: "How is this possible? If it is a living thing, after thousands of years of smelting and hammering, it will not make a sound?"

    Shuikongxie's voice finally revealed a hint of fear, and he sighed: "If there is any sign of the sword before it is cast, we still have time to react. At that time, we must erase the consciousness and restore it to a piece of stubborn iron.  It's not too difficult. But it just doesn't respond, not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations. The sword hut has been tempered for thousands of years, and the lava has tempered its skin and bones. It has endured for thousands of years without moving.  honoredThe saint's Xiangpin Ge.  "

    Just thinking about it, Tian Quzi felt cold sweat all over his body.

    Shui Kongxiu said: "At that time, I knew that this sword would definitely become a disaster for the Three Realms in the future. So I ordered people to strengthen the magic circle, and I also prepared with Xiang Xiaoge to recast the holy sword in case of accidents. But how to force the opportunity? Later  For more than two thousand years, we have never found such a perfect material. I had to strengthen the magic circle countless times, and firmly trapped it in weak water."

    Tian Quzi asked: "Does the suzerain know when it came out of weak water?"

    Shui Kongruo pondered for a moment, and the mantra of the magic mirror circled gently: "It was about five hundred years ago in the battle between gods and demons, when I was trapped in the weak water. When I was sucked into the magic circle, I also saw  I passed it. But then, I lost consciousness, and I don't know how it left. And when it left."

    Tian Quzi said: "These days, the disciple has re-examined the analysis of the magic circle of this place by the array sect and the Qi sect."

    Shui Kongxio asked: "What's the result?"

    Tian Quzi said: "It stands to reason that if the holy sword comes out, the magic circle will definitely collapse, and the weak water should have overflowed long ago, covering the three realms."

    Shui Kongxio sneered: "But obviously not."

    Tian Quzi said: "Yes. Because it was the suzerain's spiritual consciousness that barely suppressed the magic circle, and made the magic circle operate even though it fluctuated."

    Shui Kongxie finally understood, and said angrily: "You mean, the one guarding Ruoshui Hekou now is my soul?!"

    Wanfa Magic Mirror whirled and flew in circles, obviously the water and air were very angry.

    "Sovereign, please be safe and don't be impatient." Tian Quzi took a step forward, and suddenly placed his index finger in the center of the mirror, and the speed of the magic mirror slowed down.  Shui Kongxi was taken aback, obviously the person in front of him had made extraordinary progress these days.

    He finally calmed down his anger and said: "To this day, I have to doubt that when it let me release the Weak Water Magic Circle, it just let me concentrate on cultivation and increase my cultivation, so that one day I can guard Weak Water."

    Tian Quzi didn't speak. If the Tianhe Holy Sword really had such a meticulous thinking back then, then the suzerain was right - it was really alive.  It's not just a tool spirit, but like any living creature, it can think, make calculations, and has a very high IQ.

    Shui Kongxiu murmured: "Tianquzi, my body is weak now, and I can't last long. If the holy sword cannot be found, there is no other spiritual thing that can continue the operation of the magic circle."

    Tian Quzi's face was calm: "Disciple understands."

    Shui Kongxio asked: "Can you do it?"

    Tian Quzi said: "My disciple feels that the holy sword voluntarily guarded Tianhe for more than two thousand years, and then found an opportunity to let the suzerain guard it on its behalf. Thinking about it, it does not want the three realms to be invaded by weak water and turn them into chaos."

    Shui Kongxiu said: "I don't know. I have deliberately tried Xiang Xiaoge, Tianhe Holy Sword, and have not communicated with anyone. Not a single word."

    Tian Quzi stood up and stroked the snow off his clothes: "The disciple wants to go to Huacheng again to learn the holy sword for a while. Maybe it also has arrangements for how to preserve the Three Realms."

    Shui Kongxiu smiled wryly: "Among the Three Realms, are there any elders with deeper cultivation than me?"

    Tian Quzi was silent, gone.  Now Jiuyuan Jiumai is in charge of the academy, and they are all no more than a thousand years old.  The few great elders are only sixteen or seven hundred years old, but they are all dying people.

    Xuanmen and demons judge people's cultivation, just like old trees judge their annual rings.  The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the realm, and the higher the lifespan.  One level of cultivation base increases the lifespan by 500 years, and one can see through it at a glance, without any obstruction or hindrance.

    Xu Hua is really an odd number like this.

    His silence was the answer.

    Shui Kongxiu said: "Although Xiang Xiaoge is still there, he is an instrument cultivator, and his skills are not comparable to ordinary monks. It is impossible to suppress Ruoshui."

    Tian Quzi agrees with this point: "Xiang Lao's real body has been damaged long ago, and now he just makes a puppet body to make up for it. His body and energy are not as good as before."

    "It's more useless than I thought." Shui Kongxi said in disgust.  Tian Quzi wanted to laugh a little, and said: "The suzerain waits patiently, and the disciples will learn the holy sword."

    Shui Kongxi was helpless: "It has to be like this. But Tianquzi, you have to remember that in the sword house of Xiangjiabao, you can endure things that are not visible for thousands of years, and you have divine power but still deceive the entire Taoist sect.  The cunning and tenacity of a monster that has lived and recuperated in weak water for two thousand years is unimaginable to me with flesh and blood. You can't believe anything it says!"

    In short, a dog that possesses supernatural powers and can resist pretending to be aggressive, but chooses to tuck its tail and behave in a low-key manner, is a thing with venom dripping from the tips of its teeth.  Now that the old monster has the magic costume in his hands, he might have to choose to fight in the later stage.

    Once shot, it must be extremely terrifying.

    Tian Quzi bowed and said, "Don't worry, the suzerain, the disciple understands." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)?Bowing down, he said, "Don't worry, the suzerain, the disciple understands."
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