Chapter 214 The Red Dust
“Uncle Liu, the words that asked us to find the Zhimu Lingying in three months are just the Master’s angry words, right?”
The middle-aged Confucian scholar cautiously said Said:
"After all, everyone knows that the Zhimu Spirit Infant is extraordinary. Once it gets rid of the restriction, it is not something that we, the foundation-building monks, can re-ban."
"Having said that, if you don't even have a clue about the whereabouts of the spirit infant, what will happen..."
The soft voice of the woman surnamed Liu paused, and there was a hint of a smile on her face.
"Uncle Liu is aware that the escape of the spirit infant is none of our business!" An ordinary-looking woman in green robe defended with some fear:
"Previously, Uncle Ning, who was responsible for guarding the spirit infant, pushed us juniors away and disobeyed his orders in an attempt to fuse the spirit infant privately. Only then was he killed by the backlash.
When we arrived, The spirit infant has long since disappeared.
Although we have magic weapons to restrain and track it, the spirit infant escapes so fast that we cannot catch up.
Moreover, now that the spirit infant is banned and isolated, we have no sense at all. I hope my uncle will notice clearly! "
"I hope my uncle will see clearly! "
The middle-aged Confucian scholar and the dignified man also bowed and begged.
"So that's what happened. "
The woman surnamed Liu was thoughtful and puzzled:
"I'm a little curious. The Zhimu Spirit Baby is so vicious. How can anyone restrain this evil thing without a special magical weapon? It's really incredible."
Woman in green robe, middle-aged Confucian scholar , a majestic man, and an old man with slightly yellow eyebrows all became silent when they heard this.
The four of them were also confused. They had no idea who did it or how that person imprisoned the spirit infant!
It stands to reason that no monk in the early stage of Yuanying can do such a thing, and as far as the four of them know -
There is no mid-stage Yuanying man sitting behind the Yue Kingdom!
"Okay, no matter who banned the spiritual infant, as long as you can find this person's whereabouts, you can save your life." The soft voice of the woman surnamed Liu sounded.
Seeing that she had no intention of embarrassing the four of them, the woman in green robe, the majestic man and others breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Liu, I heard the news from the sect earlier, that Master Kuang will take action personally?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar whispered.
The woman named Liu nodded slightly.
Suddenly, the four of them felt much more at ease.
"But will the monk who banned the spiritual infants leave Yue and go to other countries? After all, we have no idea which country that person is from."
The big man frowned, showing worry.
"Hey, junior brother, don't you know? Uncle Liu is the candidate chosen by the sect to fuse the spirit infant!"
The old man with slightly yellow eyebrows took the photo without leaving any trace. He was flattering and said: "Uncle Liu practiced a secret method specially prepared for this many years ago!
No matter how far away they are, they can still sense the direction of the spirit infant. The monk who has restrained the spirit infant will never be able to escape Master Liu's sense! "
The expressions of the other three people softened and they breathed a sigh of relief.
But the Confucian scholar's eyes flashed for a moment, and he mentioned his previous guess again and said:
"Looking at the Yue Kingdom, the person who can have such magical power to imprison Mu Lingying is none other than Chen Beixuan!
It just so happened that on that day, the place where Mu Lingying disappeared was not far from Yellow Maple Valley! ”
"How is that possible? Ninth Junior Brother, don't scare yourself. If Chen Beixuan did it, how could you get back this Wood Spirit Infant?"
The more the woman in green robe spoke, the more frightened she became.
The majestic old man with yellowish eyebrows also became uneasy. The name of a person is like the shadow of a tree!
Nowadays, Chen Beixuan is so powerful in the world, how can a few of them be able to deal with it?
"Does Chen Beixuan really have such great magical powers?"
The woman surnamed Liu spoke softly, with a hint of curiosity, and inadvertently conveyed her charming charm.
"Uncle Master, I don't know. We have never met Chen Beixuan, but Chen Beixuan is probably even more powerful than the rumors say!"
The old man is headed by four monks and represents three people at this moment. When talking about Chen Beixuan, everyone is extremely cautious!
"Really? Tell me about Chen Beixuan!" The woman surnamed Liu looked at Wandering, moved lightly, found a clean place, and sat down cross-legged.
“You must know that your culpability is not light. If you really can’t find the spirit baby, I’m afraid your master won’t be able to intercede for you!” The young woman named Liu, with her eyebrows and phoenix eyes, looked a little careless. He looked lazy and said with a chuckle.
"My nephew also knows that he cannot escape the blame for this crime, but this time, we and others are really unjust!
I hope that Master Liu can say a few kind words to my master."
After giving a wry smile, the old man begged.
"Tell me everything about Chen Beixuan before and after you lost the spiritual baby!"
The woman surnamed Liu stretched out her graceful and attractive body, her red lips Shining said: "The person who restrained the spiritual infant is now thousands of miles away. We won't be able to catch up with him for a while, but we are not in a hurry."
"Yes, this started when Master Ning and we took Ling Ying through the country of Yue. At that time, Master Ning made an excuse..."
The old man spoke respectfully of Ling Ying's escape and Ling Ying's escape. Being banned, and the murder of the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
The woman surnamed Liu listened quietly, with no abnormal expression on her face, as if she had already made up her mind.
But in a blink of an eye, his eyes flickered again.
A look of curiosity appeared on her pretty snow-white face from time to time.
He looked quite interested in what the old man said.
……
Yue State, Jingzhou.
The place where the Qixuanmen and the Seven Gangs Alliance battle.
Seeing the arrogant man in blue turned into a puddle of ashes on the ground in the blink of an eye, everyone, whether it was the disciples of Qixuanmen, the guardians of the elders, or the people of the Seven Gangs Alliance, were all stunned and filled with laughter. It’s an expression of disbelief!
"Fireball technique?"
Only Li Feiyu seemed to remember something.
Turn around and look towards the distant sky.
I saw a woman coming in the light.
“Thank you, Master Immortal, for saving my life.”
Li Feiyu bowed and said with great respect.
At this moment, he felt a little disappointed. He thought Yang Chen and Han Li were back, but unexpectedly, a female immortal cultivator passed by and saved his life.
"Don't call me Immortal Master, I can't bear it." Maid Xiaomei said repeatedly.
She didn't dare to take it seriously. After all, this old man seemed ordinary, but he was Yang Chen and Han Li's best friend.
“Can’t bear it?”
Li Feiyu's face was full of doubts.
At this moment, a strong wind blew through, flying dust, and came along with a cyan light piercing the void.
"Who dares to kill my disciple?"
The green light flashed away, and a white-haired old man appeared. He was clearly in the early stage of foundation building.
Xiaomei looked stunned. She really didn’t expect to meet an early-stage foundation-building monk in the secular world.
This old man is very old, and he obviously doesn't have many years left to live, but his cultivation is undoubtedly a solid foundation.
It’s over this time!
He actually killed the heir to this old man’s mantle!
Xiao Mei secretly thought that something was wrong. If she had known better, she would not have taken the job. Han Li should have been the one to do it.
“Not good!”
"This old man is coming with bad intentions!"
"Can the Immortal Master be able to handle it?"
Seeing the appearance of this foundation-building old man, the disciples of the Qixuan Sect, the protectors, and the elders all expressed their expressions. A change.
The aura of this old man is far superior to that of the previous man in green shirt. The two are not on the same level at all.
Looking at the old man's furious appearance, he obviously regarded the man in green shirt as the true successor!
At this moment, I am here to avenge my disciple!
"Is it you, little girl, who killed my disciple?"
The old man who established the foundation narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
"I am the one who killed you, what can you do?" Maid Xiaomei said: "You, a disciple of yours, kill mortals indiscriminately just because you have some cultivation, shouldn't you die?"
"What does killing a few mortals mean? Do you want to take action for these ant-like mortals?"
The old man who built the foundation sneered again and again.
"No wonder your disciple behaved so wildly. It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"
Xiao Mei suddenly realized.
“It’s useless to talk more. Since you, the girl, killed my disciple, use your life to pay for it!”
The old man who built the foundation sneered: "When you die, I will kill all these mortal warriors as a memorial. My disciples died here, and no mortal is innocent!"
What?
After hearing these words, both the people from Qixuanmen and the Seven Gangs Alliance turned pale!
I never expected that mortals like them would be so insignificant in the eyes of immortal cultivators, and they would kill them at will!
No need to ask anything!
"Your Excellency, acting like this is unethical."
At this moment, a voice sounded, accompanied by a sword light tearing through the void and coming to kill!
This sword is like a sword, stretching for tens of meters, with an astonishing momentum, slashing towards the old man who built the foundation!
Chips!
In everyone's shocked eyes, the sword was like a dragon, turning in the air, instantly killing the old man on the spot!
The old man couldn't react at all, and he was killed with a sword before he could even release the magic weapon and talismans!
Gurgling!
Blood spurted out, dyeing the sky red!
The headless corpse of the old foundation-builder fell to the ground, causing the Qixuan Sect and the Seven Gang Alliance to instantly fall into silence.
“This old man died like this?”
"You didn't even block a sword?"
"The sword fairy's method, this is the legendary sword fairy's method. Outside of the book, flying swords kill people's heads!"
Countless warriors There was a lot of discussion!
The disciples, protectors, and elders of Qixuanmen were shocked. They never expected that there would be such an amazing change!
Earlier, the old man was so arrogant that he was beheaded with a sword without even thinking about it. He could not die anymore!
"Dare I ask Xiangu who took action?"
Li Feiyu looked at Xiaomei and asked curiously.
Previously, that voice seemed to give him a somewhat familiar feeling, but after decades, he could not remember clearly, whose voice it was?
“Go and see for yourself.”
Xiaomei spread her hands and said.
Li Feiyu looked towards the horizon and saw a figure riding a cyan light, coming through the sky.
The light disappeared, and a man with an ordinary appearance appeared. Li Feiyu's face suddenly became ecstatic.
"Han Li!"
"Senior Brother Li!"
Han Li said with a smile: "Long time no see."
"Long time no see, really long time no see..."
Li Feiyu smiled.
Seeing that Han Li was still the same as before, but he himself was gray-haired, he couldn't help but sigh.
“Could it be that Immortal Master Han?”
“I heard that Old Sect Leader Li has a junior fellow who is a legendary cultivator of immortality. I didn’t expect it to be true!”
"Our Qixuan Sect has actually produced immortals!"
The disciples, protectors, elders, and worshipers of the Qixuan Sect were all shocked and could not utter complete words.
Li Feiyu also had a lot of emotions, and when his words came to his lips, he could only turn into one sentence: "Junior Brother Han, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for decades, but you have mastered the true swordsmanship!
" Previously, that sword was really terrifying. I am afraid that not many people in the country could take it! "
"Senior Brother Li is ridiculous. What kind of swordsmanship I have is just a small skill. ”
Han Li shook his head and said frankly:
"If this is the method of the Sword Immortal, then wouldn't it mean that Senior Brother Yang is the method of the Sword God? Senior Brother Yang is the one who truly possesses great magical powers, and this is nothing to me."
Great supernatural power? !
When Li Feiyu heard this, the shock in his heart turned into shock. He could not imagine that this was just a small trick!
What will Yang Chen’s great supernatural power be like?
Wang Chen stood aside, his eyes full of surprise.
He thought that immortal cultivators would be very strong, but he never imagined that the gap between immortal cultivators and warriors would be so big.
And the gap between immortal cultivators is as blurry as clouds and mud!
If people hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never have imagined that such a terrifying person existed in the world.
Immortal cultivators and mortals are almost like two species.
In front of immortal cultivators,
mortals are no different from ants!
Wang Chen, who is in the Houtian realm of martial arts, thinks so.
The other warriors were even more shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time. What happened today will be unforgettable for their entire lives.
“Senior Brother Yang, are you back too?”
Li Feiyu calmed down and asked curiously.
"Senior Brother Yang has returned to Qixuanmen."
Han Li said with a smile.
This battle comes to an end.
……
After handling the post-war affairs, Han Li took Li Feiyu and flew to Qixuanmen. It was late at night when they arrived at Qixuanmen.
Under the moonlight, the mountains look like a splash-ink landscape painting, full of poetry and mystery.
The vegetation is deep, and in front of a tombstone, a majestic figure stands there like a statue, silent and solemn.
"Brother, uncle, I'm back."
The moonlight shines through the sparse clouds on the tombstone, reflecting a faint warmth. Yang Chen stares at the tombstone.
The names of Wang Juechu and Chen Xuanjian are engraved on the tombstones. The fonts are vigorous and powerful, and it seems that the breath of the two people can be felt.
Yang Chen seemed to be separated by only a few decades. Unexpectedly, the leader of the Wang family and the sword master uncle had both died of old age.
Things are different and people are different.
Nangong Wan, Yan Ruyan, Xin Ruyin and Yang Chen stood side by side in front of the tombstone. They seemed to be infected by Yang Chen's emotions, and their expressions became sad and solemn.
In front of the tomb, three people dressed in plain clothes, holding flowers and sacrifices in their hands, bowed their heads in silence.
"You said you wanted me to bring back a fairy from the world of immortality. This time I brought three. Unexpected, right?"
Yang Chen picked up the wine pot and laughed silently.
“You said that you didn’t teach me anything, but Qixuanmen will always be my home. I hope that I can also dominate the world of immortality. I did it, but you didn’t.”
Yang Chen poured out the wine bottle and stood up.
Looking back on this journey, what impressed him most was the days when he was practicing in Qixuanmen. At that time, he had nothing, but he felt that there were infinite possibilities in the future.
Now, I have everything, I am with a beautiful woman, I am invincible in the world, but I feel lonely like never before.
The moon is high in the sky, and as night falls, the moonlight fills the mountains, dyeing the land a layer of silvery white.
The mountains are undulating like a giant dragon, and the rocks are even more steep and majestic under the moonlight.
Under the wash of moonlight, the green pines and cypresses become even more lush, like a dark green picture.
But as Yang Chen stood up, divine light surged all over the sky, and the entire Caixia Mountain Range was filled with fairy lights and auspicious colors.
"I was born free, who dares to be superior?"
"Life is short, and we will end up in dust. Why can immortals travel around the world, but we mortals can only be frogs in the well?"
"There are so many beautiful sights in this world, please go and see them for us..." The words of the past echoed in Yang Chen's ears.
Young people take one step forward and enter the late stage of Dan formation.
(End of this chapter)