Nine Heavens

Staring greedily at Moyu Skull for a while, shaking his head, Xie Lingxue Lao turned around and looked down at the billowing clouds in Longyun Mountain. After a long time, he said with emotion: "Perhaps, one day, you will like it!"

Turning around, looking at Liu Qianlang for a while, nodded slightly and said: "You helped me today, I will repay this love to you, little friend, see you by fate!" In the vast clouds, he disappeared in an instant. Yunji came slowly: "Remember, don't enter the Moyu Skeleton easily! Remember!"

Seeing the evil spirit point disappearing among the clouds, Liu Qianlang felt a little disappointed, and stroked the Moyu skull habitually, the familiar feeling was still there, cool. The moonlight is flowing quietly, like a thin layer of gauze, which seems to be wrapped around the billowing clouds. Liu Qianlang looked hard through the thin layer of veil. Every cloud is very mysterious. It looks like this for a while, and it looks like that for a while. Sometimes the color is darker, sometimes the color is lighter. At this moment, it is a large flower, and it may disappear into the stratus clouds in an instant. There seems to be nothing, if there is nothing, there is still.

Liu Qianlang tried his best to see through that layer of mystery, and at the same time, he kept pondering the words of the evil spirit cave master in his heart. The hand involuntarily touched the black jade skull on the chest. This black jade skull looks very much like the clouds of Longyun Mountain. It is mysterious and unpredictable. It used to be a strange mountain where spiritual energy gathered. In it, you can gather spirits to cultivate immortals, collect immortal medicines, and collect immortal materials...

Thinking about it, Liu Qianlang had the urge to get into the black jade skull, and immediately remembered the advice of the evil spirit cave master, and gave up the idea. But his subordinates kept groping for the Moyu skull.

The bubbling coolness flows freely from the fingers to the arms, and then from the arms to the whole body. This feeling is already familiar, but now this feeling is stronger and clearer. I don't know if it is because the evil spirit point is not there.

In the void, at a height of hundreds of feet, there is a ball of silver brilliance, very faint and thin, but the essence is flowing, extremely mysterious. Inside Yinhua, a handsome young man was fascinated by the clouds and mist in the distance. He held a black object with ink on his chest in the palm of his left hand, and stood there quietly without moving for a long time.

While Liu Qianlang was concentrating and meditating, the Emerald Mausoleum under his feet was quietly changing. At the moment when Xie Lingxue Lao and Liu Qianlang dealt with Yiling, the bright red spirit of the Soul-calling Excalibur cheered and shot towards the red tombstone directly south of the Emerald Mausoleum.

The soul of the Evocation Sword kept wandering around the red tombstone, occasionally stopping to explore for a while, and seemed to be kissing the tombstone. As it entangled and wandered, the already scorching red tombstone suddenly became brighter as if a candle was lit inside the tombstone, and the originally turbid body of the tombstone almost became transparent. The bright red inside and outside of the tombstone is like ripples in water, rippling continuously from the inside to the outside, which is really beautiful. Inside the tombstone, the color is darker, the middle is slightly thicker, and the outer layer is the lightest. The entire exterior of the tombstone is covered with a nearly pink halo. There are three layers of ripples, the inner layer spreads from the middle to the outside, the middle layer revolves around the tombstone, and the outer layer is even more strange, it is bottom-up.

The soul of the Soul-calling Excalibur is still spinning around the tombstone, like a dragon or a red python. With the swimming of the spirit, the color of the spirit is gradually getting lighter, while the color of the tombstone is getting darker, and the graceful ripples are also changing, becoming water waves, waves, and then raging waves. At the same time, the tombstone began to tremble and moan, and the magnitude of the tremor became larger and larger, and the moan turned into a deep howl.

As the color of the tombstone continued to deepen, the entire tombstone gradually formed a bright red fireball. The flames inside the fireball boiled, and the torrent rolled, accompanied by bursts of whistling. First, the south of the Emerald Mausoleum was covered in a cloud of bright red, and then the entire Emerald Mausoleum was also shrouded in a red world. But the dark red in the depths of the tombstone is still spreading, the trembling of the tombstone turned into crazy shaking, and soon the whole Longyun Mountain was immersed in the red world,

The vast and majestic Longyun Mountain is covered with a strange layer of red makeup, and the clear moon in the sky is also painted with a layer of blushing. Layer upon layer, colorful clouds are flying everywhere. The quiet moonlit night turned into evening under the setting sun.

The tombstone swayed non-stop, accompanied by gusts of wind, flying sand and rocks, and another deep whistle pierced the night sky, breathtaking. Finally, Liu Qianlang finally discovered all of this, and instinctively activated the body-protecting qi, and the silver light ball suddenly flourished, but outside the silver brilliance, there was a layer of dark red.

Liu Qianlang looked at the change of the stellar energy outside his body, especially the dark red color, and immediately remembered the loss of the spirit of the Soul-calling Excalibur. He looked around, bowed his head and feet, and his eyes finally fell on the south of the Emerald Mausoleum. , because of that location, the overwhelming bright red colors there seem to have infinite temptations to attract me. Staring at the bright red gurgling waves, Liu Qianlang's figure was already floating towards this position, when he was tens of feet away from the tombstone. With a loud bang, the red tombstone shook suddenly, rose from the ground, and rushed into the sky with a roar.

Liu Qianlang's floating figure suddenly stopped several tens of meters away, staring dumbly at the huge tombstone that shot hundreds of meters away into the void. The tombstone burned half of the sky red, and red mist flowed everywhere between the sky and the earth.

The bright red tombstone continued to burn, the flames around him were churning, and the howling sound filled the sky.

Looking at each other, Liu Qianlang felt that time was passing by every minute and every second. After an unknown amount of time, the flames in the distance gradually became smaller and finally disappeared, and a three-foot bright red emerald sword trembled in front of him.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, and I glanced at the sky that had been restored to its original state, the faint sky, full of stars. After a little thought, Liu Qianlang closed the curtain and concentrated, sat cross-legged, urged the magic formula, spent a lot of effort to refine the Soul-calling Excalibur, concealed the body of the Soul-calling Excalibur, and looked at a bright red sword-shaped imprint on his left wrist , with a smile in his eyes. He stood up happily and moved around a few times at will.

Bowing his head to the red tombstone of the Emerald Mausoleum, Liu Qianlang floated down, and saw that the place of the tombstone had already been regrown with flowers and plants, and it was exuding a faint fragrance at this time. As if this tombstone had never existed before, Liu Qianlang looked around at the other seven tombstones, pondered for a while, then glanced at the Crescent Moon Lake outside the forest in the night, and suddenly shot towards the southeast of Qingshi Villa. , a mass of bright red under his feet, his movements were smooth and unrestrained, and a graceful arc shone in the night sky.

Watching Liu Qianlang's departure, a green and erratic figure stood in front of the green tombstone of the Emerald Mausoleum, unable to bear to leave for a long time.

The same green figure, there is another one in Xianyuan Cave, and there is another one in Liujuan in Longyun Mountain Villa, but the first two are faint, erratic like a veil, drifting with the night wind of Longyun Mountain, the wind has no But they are like wisps of moonlight falling from the gaps in the leaves, very light, a little cold, a little lonely, and a little resentful.