Chapter 248 Kunlun Once Sealed the Demon

Cui Yu is not a fool. He clearly sees that what this 'Sword Master' needs is not the small world, but the wonderful gas produced by the World Tree in the small world.

The gas fed back by the World Tree can help the world evolve, and it is naturally good for treasures like ‘Sword Master’.

Cui Yu is not afraid of death.

The worst case scenario is that he will be killed by the opponent and then be resurrected in the legal world.

Although it is said that resurrection will shorten his lifespan, his power is endless now, and he can at least create a few golden elixirs to try.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the 'rogue sword' in front of him with an expression that said you must either agree or hack me to death.

Upon hearing this, Lord Jian walked around Cui Yu a few times: "Are you threatening me?"

Then the sword light flashed across, and Cui Yu's body was covered with blood. His thigh was cut into several pieces: "Don't you have the means to make flesh and bones? Now I want to see how long you can bear it."

Cui Yu didn't say anything, just closed his eyes silently, this time he didn't even pick up his broken leg, and simply stopped paying attention to the other party's words.

The sword buzzed around Cui Yu, and his body trembled with anger, but there was nothing he could do about Cui Yu.

"Boy, I agree to your terms." Master Jian had no choice but to agree to Cui Yu's terms.

"It's too late to agree to my conditions now. I have other conditions now. You live in my world, and you will eventually have to collect some rent. If I encounter a big enemy that I can't afford to offend in the future, you still need to help me. A helping hand." Cui Yu looked at Master Jian.

Master Jian looked angrily, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes: "Boy, don't push yourself too far."

Cui Yu said plausibly: "You have swallowed the breath of the World Tree and affected the evolution speed of my world. Shouldn't you pay a little interest?"

Master Jian was furious: "Believe it or not, I will kill you with a sword right now. Even your bullshit supernatural powers of life and death, human flesh and white bones, are useless, and you will never have a chance to come back to life."

Cui Yu didn't speak. The sword was furious and kept stabbing Cui Yu's body. However, Cui Yu's body was flashing with blood and his internal organs were riddled with holes, but he lay there silently.

The sword was extremely angry, with light flowing around it, and suddenly landed on Cui Yu's neck: "Boy, believe it or not, I will chop off your head now so that you will never have a chance to use your bullshit magical powers."

"So what if you chop off my head? If you chop off my head, I will be resurrected somewhere, but it will just shorten my life span. On the contrary, you, without the nourishment of the World Tree, I am afraid that your life will not be long. It's better." Cui Yu looked at Baojian, his eyes began to soften, and his tone became soothing. He began to find steps for Baojian to get down: "I'm helping you, delaying the speed of the evolution of the world to help you, how can you not even do a little bit? Are you unwilling to help me with a trivial favor?"

"It's not that I don't want to help you. In fact, the realm of Kunlun is quite special. It is the intersection of the legal world and the real world. I can freely travel between the legal world and the real world. Once I leave Kunlun Mountain, even if I am Master Jian, I want to come from the legal world. , that also requires paying a huge price. There is a price to pay for coming to the Dharma Realm, and there is a price to pay for returning to the Dharma Realm. This time, I am afraid it will cost you a life. If you meet the enemy in the Dharma Realm, I can do my best to help you. You give me a handful."

Seeing Cui Yu's attitude softening, Bao Jian's attitude also softened.

There was nothing he could do when he encountered a tough guy like Cui Yu.

"You don't need to come to the real world, as long as you can help me in the legal world, that's enough!" Cui Yu looked at the sword: "Then we have an agreement, and we are not allowed to cheat."

"Grandpa, I keep my word, how can I cheat on you!" Baojian said, his voice sonorous and powerful.

"I haven't asked you about your honor yet?" Cui Yu looked at the sword.

"Grandpa doesn't remember his previous name, so just call me Grandpa. Grandpa, I remember that I once had three brothers. Now we are living on different sides. I don't know if my other three brothers have escaped the disaster. "The sword swayed, and his voice was full of emotion.

Cui Yu frowned when he heard this, this old guy took advantage of him.

Is this a big deal?

If he calls him grandpa now, won't he be riding on his head in the future?

Cui Yu really didn't agree.

"Little bitch, I hope you keep your word." Cui Yu said slowly and leisurely.

"What did you say?" Baojian was stunned when he heard the words, as if he suspected that he heard wrongly, or felt that he was hallucinating.

"I call you a bitch!" Cui Yu looked at the sword and said confidently: "You eat me, use me, and live with me. Do you think I should call you grandpa?" Cui Yu said plausibly.

The sword danced in the air angrily, and he struck Cui Yu with another sword, cutting off Cui Yu's left leg directly.

Cui Yu smiled and summoned the Dharma Realm to come, and then the little bitch's figure flashed and landed directly in the Dharma Realm.

Some people may wonder, Cui Yu clearly sent a series of treasures such as the Qiankun Bag and the Dinghai Pearl directly to the Dharma Realm before, so why can't he do it now?

This involves sacrifice.

Whether it is the Dinghai Pearl or the Qiankun Bag, they have all been refined by Cui Yu and are part of Cui Yu. Following Cui Yu's energy and spirit, they can directly descend into the Dharma Realm with the help of subtle induction.

But this little bitch is not like that. He is naturally rebellious and does not give Cui Yu a chance to refine himself.

Want to refine others?

It would be lucky if the other party didn't poke a few holes in Cui Yu.

Xiaojian flashed and reappeared under the World Tree. At this time, it was like an ordinary iron sword, reduced to the size of a palm and hung on the branches of the World Tree.

The World Tree grows very fast. In just a short period of time, it has grown from the size of a palm to a two-meter-tall sapling.

"By the way, there's something I forgot to remind you." At this moment, Baojian seemed to remember something and said to Cui Yu.

Cui Yu sent the little world into chaos, then lay on the ground to catch his legs: "What good thing can you tell me? If you don't trick me to death, it will be considered a good thing."

"In my memory, there was an earth-shattering battle in the Kunlun Mountains 100,000 years ago. The Queen Mother of the West used her great powers to seal an extremely powerful monk in the Kunlun Mountains. I don't know that 100,000 years later, the monk died. In my estimation, he is not dead. The Queen Mother of the West can only choose to seal, but the indelible existence is not so easy to kill. Even the years cannot bury those incredible strong men. "

Cui Yu shrank when he heard this. The one who could be sealed by the Queen Mother of the West must be an evil god!

Just as evil as this sword!

One careless move could cause a lot of trouble.

Cui Yu looked at the Dharma Realm with his eyes, curious in his heart: "Bitch, when were you sealed by the Queen Mother of the West? Why did the Queen Mother of the West waste so much effort to seal you here?"

"Bah! That Queen Mother of the West can also seal me? If I hadn't been severely injured before the immeasurable calamity, how could I have given that Queen Mother of the West a chance?" Baojian became anxious after hearing Cui Yu's words:

"They are taking advantage of people's danger! While my wounds have not recovered and the Five Decline Qi in my body have not been cleared, they have joined forces to plot against me. Otherwise, grandpa, how could I not even have a chance to escape?"

Bao Jian's voice was full of resentment and grievance.

"Where is the Queen Mother of the West? Is she still alive?" Cui Yu asked the most critical doubt.

Whether the Queen Mother of the West is alive or not is the most important thing.

"Of course the mother-in-law died! She died under the calamity of the five declines of heaven and man. Maybe she turned around and rebuilt her body, and entered the chaos to find a way to resolve the calamity." Xiaojian's voice was mean, and his words were full of pride: " After all, how many people can survive this long like me?"

"The immeasurable calamity broke out one hundred and eight thousand years ago. What is the immeasurable calamity?" Cui Yu asked.

Xiao Jian suddenly fell silent and hung blankly under the big tree. I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly said: "I don't know, if you have hope to return to the prehistoric world, you will know what immeasurable calamity is. This kind of thing can't be explained clearly. I only know that countless monks died suddenly, without any time to react. The world was in chaos, everything turned into chaos, the way of heaven collapsed, and the immortals and gods died. The monks were like There is no way for a fish in a net to escape.”

"From saints to ordinary Qi practitioners, they have all been swept away by disaster." Xiao Jian's voice was filled with fear.

Cui Yu's heart trembled when he heard this. He had read novels in his previous life. There were countless calamities in novels, and there were saints in prehistoric novels.

But a novel is a novel after all, how can it be compared with reality?

Cui Yutong winced: "I hope the saints in this world are different from the saints in novels I read in my previous life."

What should I do if all the saints like those in the ancient novels of previous lives have fallen?

"Grandpa, can you be more detailed?" Cui Yu blinked and asked flatteringly.

When it is useful, call it grandpa; when it is useless, call it little bitch.

Cui Yu can be said to have taken the "theory of usefulness" to the extreme.

When it is useful, ask grandpa and grandma to provide it to others; when it is useless, throw it away like a shoe.

Looking at Cui Yu's villainous face, Bao Jian smiled coldly, stopped talking, and just hung quietly in front of the World Tree.

Cui Yu looked at the other party's expression and was not in a hurry. As long as the other party stayed by his side, he would always have the chance to drain him dry.

Cui Yu put the body together, and then looked into the distance with his eyes: "Has Kunlun ever sealed the demon?"

"Bitch, is the good fortune you mentioned before reliable? What if the devil comes out?" Cui Yu now understands the horror of Kunlun Mountain.

Whether it is the three thousand miles of fog or a random pavilion, it is full of endless horror.

"It should...seem...no problem, right?" Xin Yuan was also a little unsure.

After seeing Cui Yu's murderous eyes, Xin Yuan waved his hands quickly: "There is no danger to me, but it does not mean there is no danger to you. You are a mortal body, what can I do? Wealth can be obtained through danger, no Do you agree? Besides, we are now trapped in this fog formation, and it is too late to get out."

Cui Yu looked at Xin Yuan, and his fingers were numb with anger. In the end, he didn't say anything more, but said helplessly: "Exploring the path."

Now he can only hope that the 'little bitch' can help him at the critical moment.

"Grandpa, if that big devil is born, can you take me away?" Cui Yu asked anxiously.

"If I were at my peak, I would naturally not take that devil in my eyes, just like chopping melons and vegetables. But now I have been trapped for more than a few years, and I have old wounds in my body. You kid wants to gain fortune in Kunlun Mountain , I can only hope for my own blessings." Xiao Bian's voice was full of sighs: "Master, I am at my peak, and there are only a few people in this world who can take my sword."

Of course, the premise is that you are in the hands of a saint.

Cui Yu sneered in his heart. If the other party was so powerful, how could he be suppressed by the Queen Mother of the West?

"By the way, what kind of prehistoric world are you talking about?" Cui Yu asked, pretending not to know.

"That is a perfect world! The only perfect world born in chaos." Xiao Jian said leisurely: "There are many things that you cannot inquire about. Those just a few words of news will turn into incredible weirdness and take your life. .”

Xiaojian's words were full of contempt, which made Cui Yu feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything.

"Master Jian, what's going on with your sword energy?" Cui Yu asked.

What he was most curious about was that Xiaojian's sword energy was actually above the law.

"You don't understand the things about the Holy Dao." Xiao Jian replied angrily, and then ignored Cui Yu's noise and ignored him.

Although Cui Yu didn't know clearly in his heart, he also knew that the saint mentioned by Xiaojian was definitely not the same as the so-called martial saint in this world and the saint from various schools of thought.

The more he saw, the more confused Cui Yu became.

Not long after, Xin Yuan reported back that the road ahead was safe.

Cui Yu stepped up the steps. He didn't know how many thousands of years had passed. The steps in the mountains were slippery and covered with moss. Some steps were even buried by fallen leaves and rot.

In a world with beautiful mountains, clear waters, and beautiful creations, it seems to have all the good things, but it lacks vitality, not even the chirping of birds.

Cui Yu walked among the mountains and rivers, taking his time and walking for about an hour when he suddenly heard rustling sounds in the distance, which seemed to be the sound of a broom colliding with fallen leaves in the mountains.

"?" Cui Yu was stunned. This was the first time he felt the breath of a living person in Kunlun Mountain after walking for so long.

He quickly walked forward and saw a man in white clothes fluttering in the distance, who seemed to have become an immortal. He was cleaning the fallen leaves on the mountain with a broom in his hand.

Wherever the broom passed, the fallen leaves and dirt were swept away, revealing clean and tidy white jade steps.

"Is there anyone alive in the Kunlun Mountains?" Cui Yu couldn't help but be startled when he saw the figure: "Is it possible that there are still people in the Kunlun Mountains who have lived for tens of thousands of years, from ancient times to the present day?"

Just thinking about the ascended ones, it seems that there are living people in the Kunlun world?

There are always living people in the Kunlun world!

"I have met this brother." Cui Yu quickly bowed his hands.

"Are you here to become a disciple?" The man stopped the broom and looked at Cui Yu.

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