Balance the World

"The man in the idle grass, a green front at his waist. Thirty-six sword strokes, return to Qiqiao. Good and evil are killing, no one says righteousness."

On the twelfth day, Wang Gongnan's soul had not returned yet, but his body suddenly stood up and faced the sky. His eyes were still tightly closed, but some words were chanted in his mouth.

Jian Ling found that the temperament of the south of the palace was completely changed. It was not like a young man at all, but like a weather-beaten knight, with long hair fluttering in the wind, plain clothes and thin, vicissitudes of life, strong and bleak aura that made people feel sad.

"The old man in the grass? This is the legacy left by the old man in the grass, and the master has gained great luck!" Jian Ling shouted with excitement when he heard Wang Gongnan's words.

"Soul return!" Suddenly, Wang Gongnan called out in sorrow, and a strong wind suddenly blew across the stone forest.

"Sword Soul?" Seeing the wind whirling between the stones, the sword spirit screamed in shock, immediately rushed to the south of the palace, and entered the south of the palace to the dantian.

Because the sword inspiration should be murderous against it, even in its heyday, you will feel the murderous heart palpitations.

As soon as the sword spirit entered the southern part of the palace, the wind rushing in the stone forest slowly became smaller, and gathered into a long strip, like a colorless and transparent snake, shuttled between the stones, touching the "stone swords" , Making a "sizzling" rubbing sound.

"For too long, the body of this sword has turned into this stone forest, leaving a legacy. However, the soul of the sword has not been hit by external forces, but it is well preserved.

Acknowledge the Lord with three mouthfuls of essence and blood, and then go to the front to realize that the thirty-six sword strokes are unified, this stone forest will no longer exist.

Qingfeng came out, the world was no longer peaceful, the road ahead was dangerous, it was up to you to ask the sky..." Suddenly, an old voice floated from the stone forest with a cold and bleak tone, as if he was leaving the last words.

"Senior!" The soul of Wang Gongnan had returned at this time, and he opened his eyes, tears rolling.

"The old man in the grass is said to be the world's most heroic hero. He has killed countless people, and he has killed countless gangs. Legend has it that he lived in this world for 900,000 years, and he has not succeeded in reaching the sky several times. Obsession can never be eliminated, that is, if you encounter a wicked person, you must kill it." Jian Ling said to Wang Gongnan.

"The unfinished wish of the predecessors, I will inherit! This obsession can never be eliminated!

The road ahead is dangerous, it’s up to my fate to ask the sky, senior, I want to "let me not ask the sky"! The sky is not with me, I fight with the sky! Por..."

At this moment, the things gathered together like transparent snakes flew to the south of the palace, and the south of the palace looked at the long strip hanging in front of him and said firmly. Then three mouthfuls of blood spattered over, forming a blood web, enclosing the thing.

At this time, there were clouds gathering in the sky, but they looked a little lazy and looked reluctant.

"Is it Lei Jie?" Wang Gongnan yelled, looking up at the sky.

If it is really Thunder Tribulation, he is looking forward to it. The huge energy of Thunder Tribulation is exactly what he needs in the world of red and purple clothes.

"Master, the old man green grass did not go to the upper realm. The things on him belong to this world. Although his Qingfeng sword is against the sky, no one in this world can do anything about it at the time. Look at this situation, this thunderous robbery. I'm too lazy to care. Look at it, the clouds are starting to drift away again." Jian Ling said.

"Oh, this sky really can't live with me. I need Thunder Tribulation but it won't give it." Wang Gongnan really paused while looking at the dark clouds that slowly gathered, and then dissipated around.

"Juque, you and it are both heaven-defying things, why did I just see you a little afraid of it?" Wang Gongnan asked Jian Ling.

"Master, when my former master was about to ascend to the sky, he encountered Thunder Tribulation and was surrounded by a gang of enemies. A melee caused Thunder Tribulation to mutate, causing both my master and enemy to die in Thunder Tribulation. And I was also powerful. The lightning strikes and the joint efforts of several enemies destroyed the body.

Although I was not harmed and hid in the Zhuo family’s animal training ground inexplicably, I was attacked by the gods of order for a long time. Although every time I caused very little damage, the years of damage have hurt my roots. I am now Its strength is less than one-tenth of its heyday.

And I saw that the spirit of Qingfeng Sword was not damaged at all. When it didn't recognize you as the master, it met me, and I was its tonic, so I could only avoid it.

However, the master can rest assured that when my ontology is created, my strength will slowly recover, and then I will be its nemesis. Ha ha.

Oh, no, it's a good friend. I will be tough and soft with it, and let your fighting ability appear multi-faceted. In this world, no one can understand you. Ha ha. "Sword Spirit said.

"Okay, the desire to win is indispensable, but in front of your own people, don't try to be strong." Wang Gongnan said to Jian Ling, and then swiped forward with his right hand, a five-foot-long snake-shaped thing with one finger wide. He held it in his hand.

It's a bit appropriate to use the snake shape to compare the appearance of this thing. Because the middle of the sword is a bit wider than the two ends, the hilt really looks like a snake head, and the tip of the sword looks like a snake tail.

"Master, I see, Sister Qingfeng's body used to be the skeleton of a snake." Jian Ling suddenly exclaimed.

"Haha, do you know it is a female?" Wang Gongnan said to Jian Ling with a black line feeling a black line.

"My name is Juque, I am more masculine, and its name is Qingfeng. It sounds so gentle, so I don't even think about it as a female." Jian Ling said.

"Halo, you will listen to names and intellectuals. It seems that I will ask you for advice in advance when I help people choose names." Wang Gongnan said.

"Master, ignore it. It was disrespectful to me just now. Now it wants to be close to me. I am too lazy to care about it." At this time, the sword in Wang Gongnan's hand suddenly spoke.

"Ha, Qingfeng, you can talk too? Great." Wang Gongnan was too excited when he heard that Qingfeng was able to talk. He immediately stretched out the fingers of his left hand and wiped the sword.

"Master, if you don't have a new love, you don't want an old love." Sword Spirit shouted.

"While going, they said that boys should be raised poor and girls should be raised rich. Since you insist that you are a boy and I am a girl, you will do everything in the future. I will chat with the master." Qing Fengjiao Drinking, this voice is really a girl's voice.

"Oh, it's over, I will offend and suffer in the future." Jian Ling said with a sigh.

"Hehe, Juque, you have a name for being masculine, but you can't be masculine in your actions? I still care about small things. How can I send you big things in the future? Or you will stay in my dantian in the future. Moved, I will let Qingfeng do something." Wang Gongnan said with a smile.

"Don't don't, master, that will suffocate me." Jian Ling said anxiously.

"That's not okay, that's not it, I think you are deliberately looking for faults. Okay, I will let Qingfeng stay with you now, and let it help me take care of you. Hehe." Wang Gongnan said with a smile.

"Master, let it stay with me, but you don't want it to discipline me. For so many years, I have not listened to you very much, and I have never sung against you." The sword spirit pitifully Say.

"I can see that it likes to tremble, talk about it, and have nothing to say, I like quiet, so I don't want to stay with it.

Master, I will stay on your arm before my body is created. "Qing Feng said.

"Don't, Sister Qingfeng, the master's dantian is very wide. Come, I promise not to interrupt you actively, I will shrink to a corner." Jian Ling shouted to Qingfeng.

"Thank you for your kindness, I'd better stay on the arm of the master. Because I don't kill casually, the previous master only let me kill bad people, so my voluntary killing consciousness is not as strong as you, and it depends on the master's idea to trigger it.

But my offensive moves are mainly ‘Qi’ and ‘Qiao’, so staying on the arm of the master can make the master better use me. "Qing Feng said.

"But, Qing Feng, why are you staying on my arm?" Wang Gongnan said suspiciously.

"Master, if I carve a tattoo in my shape on your arm, I can stay on your arm. It's just that, I want to hurt the master physically. I don't know if the master is willing or not." Say.

"You have a destination. This is a good thing. I don't have anything to do or not. I just carved a tattoo. This pain is nothing to me." Wang Gongnan said.

"Okay, Master, I have been outside for too long, and I am a little lacking in my spirit, and I want to accept your nourishment. Master, please bear the pain, I will be able to carve it soon." Qing Feng said.

"Okay, let's start." Wang Gongnan let go of his grasping Qingfeng's hand, letting it float by itself, and rolled the sleeve of his right hand to his armpit with his left hand, revealing the entire right arm.

At this time, Qing Feng was rapidly getting smaller, and finally turned into an embroidery needle, slowly falling on Wang Gongnan's arm, slowly piercing into the skin, and slowly scratching.

Suddenly, a little bit of blood came out of the skin and stained a piece of skin.

"Qing Feng, let it go fast, I don't feel this hurt at all." Wang Gongnan saw Qing Feng's slow movements and knew it was afraid of hurting himself, so he encouraged Qing Feng to say.

Listening to Wang Gongnan's words, Qing Feng's scoring speed was obviously much faster.

Under Wang Gongnan's repeated urging, Qing Feng's scribing speed continued to increase, and in the end it seemed as if countless needles were engraving.

But, after all, the area to be engraved was a bit large, so it took half an hour for Qing Feng to finish engraving.

Wang Gongnan looked at the carved figure, really like a snake. The snake's tail is on the wrist, and the snake's head is almost reaching the armpit on the upper arm.

At this time, I saw that Qingfeng was slowly getting bigger again, and when it finally became as big as the tattoo on Wang Gongnan's arm, it was posted.

"Por!" Wang Gongnan heard the sound of something stuck in the slot, and the blood red blue drawing on his hand was rapidly changing color, the blood red slowly disappeared, and finally turned into creamy white.

"Haha, this seems to have made you crazy." Wang Gongnan said with a soft smile.

"Master, is this color not good-looking? Master, don't worry, I am lacking in air now. After a while, this place will become the same color as your skin, and you won't be able to see it unless you look carefully." Qing Feng said.

"It's okay, as long as you stay comfortable, I don't care what color it is." Wang Gongnan said.