Daoying

Chapter 727 Thank you, Master
Yan Wuya and Mo Shu hurriedly stood up to greet them.

Yan Wuya bowed and smiled, "Is your injury healed?"

Xie Huan returned the greeting and said, "Thank you for waiting for me. I am fine now."

Mo Shu carefully looked at Xie Huan and saw that his face was ruddy and his breath was long. He couldn't help but praise him: "Fellow Daoist Xie is a genius. After this battle, his strength has improved. It is really gratifying."

The three of them entered the pavilion and sat down.

Xie Huan got straight to the point and said, "I came here today to ask you two something."

Yan Wuya and Mo Shu looked at each other and said in unison: "You can talk as you please."

Xie Huan smiled slightly and said, "I want to find something to replace the Akas fragment. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Akas Fragment?!"

Yan Wuya and Mo Shu looked at each other and were both shocked.

Yan Wuya pondered for a moment and said slowly: "It is said that this object is the foundation of the universe, and it contains the power of creation and annihilation..."

Mo Shu's eyes flashed like lightning, and he said coldly: "Since it is the cornerstone, it is irreplaceable."

Xie Huan then briefly described the matter of the Black Abyss Seal on West King Island, and finally said: "I only need one thing to replace the seal core to keep the formation from collapsing."

Yan Wuya heard this, his eyes gleamed: "If that's the case, then there is a solution."

He tapped the stone table with his fingertips and said slowly, "How about the Nine-transformation Mysterious Spiritual Sand? Although this sand is not as profound as the Akas Fragment, it can borrow the power of the Zhoutian Stars to temporarily suppress evil spirits."

Mo Shu pondered and said, "It would be best to use 'Meteoric Iron' as a base and integrate it with 'Taiyin True Fire', or it might be able to simulate the suppressive effect of the Akas fragments."

Yan Wuya's eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "Great! If we use the 'Nine Revolutions Mysterious Spirit Sand' to harmonize the star power, and use the 'Zhou Tian Locking Spirit Formation' as a supplement, it will be enough to maintain the Black Abyss Seal for a hundred years without breaking."

Xie Huan nodded, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes: "This method is feasible."

The three of them repeatedly deduced the details until dusk fell and finally finalized the final plan.

Xie Huan bowed solemnly and said, "Thanks to both of you for your guidance. Otherwise, I would not be able to find such a comprehensive plan by myself."

Yan Wuya smiled and waved his hand: "Thank you for your courtesy, fellow Daoist. It is a great honor for both of us to be able to discuss Dao with you."

Immediately, the three of them continued to discuss refining weapons.

Xie Huan revealed all the puppetry techniques of Qingyun Continent. Yan Wuya and Mo Shu also shared everything they had learned throughout their lives. The three of them confirmed each other's ideas and all felt that they had benefited greatly.

Until one day, the clouds in the sky turned golden and the sea fog gradually dissipated.

Yan Wuya clapped his hands and sighed: "Discussing the Dao with Taoist Xie is like seeing the sun through the clouds. I wish I had known him a hundred years earlier!"

Mo Shu also nodded: "If I have free time in the future, I hope to continue this relationship."

Xie Huan bowed and said gently, "The mountains remain unchanged, and the water flows forever."

A few days later, the light from the teleportation formation on Dragon God Island shot up into the sky. Xie Huan’s green clothes floated and he disappeared on the teleportation platform.

……

Somewhere in the West Sea, the sky is clear and cloudless.

The light from the sky poured down, reflecting the golden sparkle on the sea surface. Xie Huan turned into lightning and flew quickly between the sea and the sky.

The location of Xiwang Island is extremely secretive. He has only been here once, and entered the island from the Black Abyss. It is still unknown whether he can find it successfully this time.

Suddenly, a sound of tearing silk came from the sky ahead.

"laugh!"

The sky was suddenly torn open with a scarlet hole, like the bloodshot pupil of a giant beast, gushing out a sticky blood mist that spread in the air.

In a flash, the entire clear sky was swallowed up, the blue sea turned red, and the white clouds turned into skeletons. The clear world just now fell into a bloody purgatory in the blink of an eye.

Xie Huan's body suddenly stopped, and he stood in the air, his eyes like lightning, looking towards the sky and whispering: "What is coming will eventually come." The blood mist in the sky surged, gathering from all directions like a tide, condensing into a hideous mask, floating in the void, with empty eyes, and uttering a hoarse voice: "Hand over Fei Tong's soul!"

As he spoke, Xie Huan's blood began to boil, transforming into thousands of fangs and claws that seemed to want to devour him.

"Why?"

Xie Huan stood with his hands behind his back and uttered three words calmly.

"She made a blood pact with me, using her soul's blood as a price to gain temporary power, but you took her soul instead."

Mask snapped.

"Since you know I accepted it, why don't you get out of here?"

Xie Huan sneered, then his face darkened and he said coldly: "Do you think I should spit it out for you?"

"Damn it!"

The mask suddenly twisted and let out a deafening roar.

In an instant, the sea surface collapsed, and twelve blood-red pillars broke through the waves in the whirlpool, and the wronged souls entangled in the pillars let out mournful wails.

The giant pillars crossed in the air and twisted and deformed, turning into twelve ferocious blood dragons, which came towards Xie Huan with bared fangs and claws!

Xie Huan's entire body was glowing with golden light, and sixteen swords appeared around him. Thousands of elemental sword energies spread out, interweaving with each other endlessly, forming an impenetrable sword barrier that blocked the blood energy in the sky.

"boom!--"

Twelve blood dragons slammed into the sword world one after another. The dragon heads touched the sword energy, exploding into blood-red electric light all over the sky.

Every time it hit, the barrier would create sixteen layers of golden ripples, like a huge rock thrown into a lake, with waves rolling in layers. Where the blood dragon's fangs bit, the sword energy actually made a sound of metal clashing, splashing dazzling sparks.

Seeing the sixteen long swords trembling, Xie Huan immediately spread out his sleeves, and a golden robe flew up in the wind. The runes on the robe flowed and turned into a curtain of light that pushed away all the blood and energy.

"Resist in vain!"

The masked man shouted loudly, and three thousand blood spears suddenly condensed in the air and poured down like a rainstorm.

Xie Huan was not in a hurry. He made a sword gesture and sixteen long swords shone brightly. The sword energy crisscrossed and fought fiercely with the blood spear.

At the same time, his body flashed, and nine souls came out together, each holding a magic weapon to fight with the blood dragon.

The two fought for half an hour. The sky shattered and the sea evaporated. Xie Huan became more and more calm, but his masked face was full of anxiety - the power of the sea of ​​blood was visibly declining.

Suddenly, Xie Huan put his two fingers together, and one of his souls raised the Divine Sword with both hands, followed the direction of his sword intent, and slashed at the blood-red mask in the distance -

"boom!--"

A sword beam that spanned the sky and the earth tore through the air. Wherever it passed, the blood dragons shattered into pieces, turning into a bloody rain.

The sword's force did not decrease, and it struck directly at the center of the mask's eyebrows!
The mask let out a sharp scream and hastily condensed a blood mist to resist, but he saw that sixteen long swords had surrounded him without him knowing when.

"Zhou Tian Sword Formation, destroy!"

Xie Huan shouted softly, and thousands of golden lights burst out at the same time, crushing the mask into pieces and turning it into a blood mist that floated all over the sky.

He did not leave immediately, but stood in the blood mist with his hands behind his back, and with a thought, he transmitted his true nature to the self.

At the top of the mountain, a delicate woman knelt on the ground with her slender fingers clasped on her shoulders, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Cold sweat soaked the black hair, slid down the pale cheeks, and finally condensed on the teardrop mole at the corner of the eye.

The trembling did not stop until Xie Huan's voice and transformed form appeared.

She raised her head slowly, a slave seal flashed between her brows, and she bowed to Xie Huan, her voice slightly hoarse: "Thank you, Master. I am fine now."

(End of this chapter)