Chapter 144: The magician steps on the ruthless, and the evil spirit is trapped in a dead end

This is an old face, with wrinkles like ravines, and a pair of dim eyes that look like the setting sun.

Compared to a cool and elegant woman who looks to be in her thirties.

It is really hard to imagine that they are of the same age.

"Yunxi."

Granny Mu spoke, her voice still hoarse, "Is Xiyi...really dead?"

As she finished her words, two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

"Heh~~ Do you still need to ask me this question?" Xie Yunxi just sneered.

Granny Mu was speechless.

Of course, she knew best the cause of Xiyi's death.

The magician has been silent for twenty years. Now that he has come out, it means he has figured out the barrier of love.

More than twenty years ago.

Jianzhai has three most stunning female disciples, Qingcheng, Xiyi and Yunxi.

At that time, as the eldest sister, she was mature and steady, and was chosen as the saint, and everyone had high hopes for her.

but.

At that time, a magician appeared in the world.

The invincible magician, the alliance of heaven and earth who can compete with him.

As soon as the invitation to heaven and earth was issued, all the heroes surrendered.

He alone shook the entire martial arts world and also shook the status of Jianzhai.

at that time.

The master of these three of them, the current head of Jianzhai, came out of seclusion and made an appointment with the magician.

No one knows how they came to this conclusion.

The magician suddenly announced his retirement from the martial world, lived in seclusion in Jianzhai for twenty years, and married the contemporary Saint of Jianzhai.

And at that time.

The candidate for the saint was obviously her—Mu Qingcheng.

But she ran away at that time.

Because that year, she also met a person she would never forget on Chaomu Cliff.

At last.

Xiyi, the most naive, romantic and promising of the three, became the Saint of Jianzhai.

Jianzhai succeeded.

The magician was trapped for twenty years at the cost of the most promising saint in a thousand years.

Looking back.

Granny Mu had a dull expression on her face, her eyes filled with tears.

Everyone has a time when they are young.

But once a mistake is made, there is no room for regret.

Facing the invincible magician, they had no choice. Facing her own heart, Mu Qingcheng had no choice either.

But the result is...

"Senior Sister~~"

Yunxi's tone softened, and he suddenly said gently: "The magic master has been silent for twenty years, and he has become ruthless when he comes out of seclusion. No one in this world can stop him. Jianzhai can't, and Li Yixiu can't either."

"If Li Yixiu surrenders to the Tiandi Alliance, no one will be able to save this world."

"Why are you still hesitating about that unfaithful man? In the past twenty years, has he ever tried to find you? He hasn't. He just comes to Wangjun Ferry every year to have a look and pretend to be nice to you."

"Such a cruel person, such a heartless person, how long are you going to wait?"

"At this point, you are still looking at me with this ugly face? How long do you want to escape for?"

Talking and talking.

Her voice became excited, and she looked at Granny Mu with a look of disappointment.

"No, he won't..." Granny Mu kept shaking her head.

Under Xie Yunxi's fierce words, he retreated step by step.

"He won't do it now, but what about in the future?" Xie Yunxi said sternly, "You have already seen what those fence-sitters in the martial arts world were like 20 years ago. Facing the magician and the Tiandi Alliance, no one would not waver. They don't want to, but do they have any choice?"

"No, I believe him!"

Granny Mu shook her head violently.

There seemed to be white mist on the body and face, which gradually twisted and changed. It seemed that a stunningly beautiful woman walked out of the mist.

Xie Yunxi's voice suddenly became sharp, "With that look on his face, how can we trust him?"

silence.

There was a long, long silence.

Mu Qingcheng lowered her head.

Master, justice, family affection... were like huge mountains, weighing her down and making it hard for her to breathe.

"Senior Sister, it's not that we don't believe him. We want to believe anyone. But we... can't afford the risk anymore." Xie Yunxi's voice became extremely gentle again.

It seems to come from the sky, sometimes far away, sometimes near.

Mu Qingcheng raised her head blankly and looked into Xie Yunxi's eyes. Her eyes were sometimes dim, sometimes clear, and finally gradually became hazy.

"Sister."

Xie Yunxi held Mu Qingcheng's face and smiled.

She is indeed the most suitable person to be the head of Jianzhai, and she will definitely take on this responsibility!

This is a game.

A trap set up for Li Yixiu for twenty years.

As the person the magician admired most back then, he was indeed qualified.

But why is Jianzhai so wary and afraid of Li Yixiu? There are very few people in this world who know the secret.

May 5th.

The Yang energy rises, and the earth's Yin energy boils over.

Song Lin and Li Yixiu were still sitting cross-legged on the cliff, with a well-behaved and intelligent Hoof Swallow colt standing beside them.

When the sun rises.

Suddenly, many figures appeared on Chaomu Cliff.

The various schools and factions of Qinghe, Heishui and Minjiang gathered here. Many heroes from the Three Rivers and Nine Springs came here.

The ferry near Chaomu Cliff is extremely busy today.

Just one hour.

Song Lin even saw Granny Namu rowing the boat back and forth two or three times, sweating profusely from exhaustion. He also saw many suspicious figures, who had already mixed in with the crowd without knowing when.

In short.

The atmosphere today is very wrong.

He subconsciously looked at Li Yixiu beside him and felt slightly relieved.

With Li Yixiu's strength, he certainly wouldn't die here. The time of his accident should be around the Double Ninth Festival in September.

To the extent that he has.

Any conspiracy or trick can be broken with one force.

"Here it comes." Li Yixiu suddenly spoke.

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a flock of black crows flew across the sky.

It seemed that there were many ghost shadows roaring over. When the black crows flew over Chaomu Cliff, a figure suddenly stood still on the cliff waterfall.

He was a thin middle-aged man with a short beard.

He pointed a long sword as narrow as a finger's width towards the river.

"Old Monster Lin, how long are you going to wait?"

"Hahahaha" a burst of hearty laughter.

On a ferry on the river.

The swordsman wearing a conical hat suddenly flew up, like a wild goose crossing dozens of feet of water, and landed in front of the ghost sword Miao Changjin.

Wow~~
The copper ring on the serrated long sword vibrated, making a pleasant sound.

The long knife pointed at Miao Jang Geum.

The owner of the long sword slowly took off his hat and said with a smile, "Old Man Miao, are you so impatient to die?"

"Humph."

Miao Changjin looked at Lin Jingjue's face and said coldly: "You are the one who is looking for death."

"Both of you."

A huge luxurious ship was coming from afar.

The old man stood at the bow with a smile on his face. "It's not noon yet, and the wonder hasn't appeared yet. Are you going to start early?"

Miao Jang Geum: "It doesn't matter a moment."

Lin Jingjue: "Let's send the old man off early so we can enjoy the view." "Okay!"

Gongsun Gusheng laughed loudly: "Then I will be a witness here today. The two of you will fight to the death with swords on Chaomu Cliff. No one else is allowed to interfere!"

His eyes swept around.

The gentle face suddenly became majestic.

Not sure whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Song Lin seemed to feel that he looked up at the top of the Renfeng Mountain.

"it is good!"

"Fight!"

"Don't worry, Senior Gongsun!"

The surrounding gang members responded loudly.

Ding!
There was a sound of swords clashing.

The Ghost Sword Miao Jang Geum and the Ghost Slaying Blade Lin Jingjue have already started fighting on the Chaomu Cliff.

Two figures suddenly rose into the air.

The flashing of swords and the shadows of countless strange moves, accompanied by water vapor and fire, depict a great battle between gods.

Just then.

The sun in the sky finally rose to the middle of the sky.

Wow~~Mist fills the air.

The sound of rolling waves rang in everyone's ears, as if thousands of troops were galloping, with magnificent momentum.

then.

Starting from Chaomu Cliff, the flow of the waterfall gradually slowed down, and drops of water strangely floated in the air.

After a while.

No one knew what force had influenced it, but the waterfalls surrounding Chaomu Cliff suddenly reversed their flow, creating an incredibly magnificent spectacle.

"looks great."

Li Yixiu spoke again.

I don’t know whether to let him watch the duel between two masters, or let him watch the wonders of heaven and earth.

The sky is filled with mist.

Under the sunlight, the entire Chaomu Cliff looks like a fairyland in the sea of ​​clouds.

The figures of Ghost Sword Miao Jang Geum and Ghost Slayer Lin Jing Jue had long since disappeared into the mist. Everyone could only determine their location by the occasional sound of weapons clashing.

“What a magical spectacle.”

Song Lin watched silently, his mind sinking again into the previous state of half enlightenment.

The clouds in my eyes are no longer clouds, and the fog in my eyes is no longer fog.

In the past, when he looked at the water of the waterfall, it was like looking at flowers in the fog.

Now, the mystery between the clouds and mist seemed to be presented directly before him by heaven and earth.

Song Lin suddenly closed his eyes.

There seemed to be clouds and mist still swirling in my mind.

He got it.

He really realized it!
The Qi in the body suddenly flowed through the limbs and bones like water, and the meridians and blood vessels seemed to turn into rivers and veins. However, the water in the river was not clearly separated from the river channel, but blended with each other.

then.

The "flowing water" merged into the depths of the "river channel" and then flowed out from the other side. It passed through the body, the heart, and the limbs...

For an instant.

Song Lin's body seemed to have been tempered in some way.

When the internal energy gathered again, it had been tempered many times and achieved a qualitative improvement.

at the same time.

In my mind, there seemed to be a ray of peerless sharpness condensing into shape. It was like a knife, a sword, and even more like a halberd made of ice.

"Wonderful!"

Song Lin opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

Forty-nine refinements of the Gang Qi.

You should know that he had been practicing on Chaomu Cliff for half a month, and had only advanced from the 40th level of Gangqi Hundred Refining Stage to the 43rd level.

Just one comprehension is equivalent to half a month's practice.

That's the difference in talent.

If one can control the wind and cloud energy in the Gangqi Realm, isn't that equivalent to the cultivation in the Shenfu Realm? It is extremely difficult for others to do this!

but.

His gains were not only the improvement of his cultivation, but also this enlightenment gave Song Lin a new understanding of the Hundred Strikes of the Lioyuan Field.

Buzz~~The Ice Scale Halberd behind him trembled, as if eager to try.

"hiss--"

The hoofed swallow colt suddenly stood up.

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly changed.

A long and narrow sword and a serrated ring knife came towards the top of the mountain from the clouds.

The people from the martial arts world who were watching the fight on Chaomu Cliff were suddenly in an uproar.

Why did these two masters on the blacklist suddenly join forces to attack the figure on the cliff while they were fighting?
Who is he?
How could two enemies who have been fighting for half their lives be so shameless?

Could it be that today's battle... Many people subconsciously stayed away from strangers around them, with vigilant eyes.

On top of a steep cliff.

At some point, Li Yixiu held a strange weapon in his hand. It looked like a very long spear, but on the top was a blade that looked like a knife or a sword. Half of it was black, and half was white.

Facing two masters on the black list who were attacking with swords and knives.

His handsome and charming face remained calm as ever.

The same is true for Song Lin.

He had already expected that today would be unusual.

No matter what happens, you won't be surprised.

Number five on the blacklist, plus number seven on the blacklist, to kill Li Yixiu... it's still a long way off!
"looks great."

The same sentence, seemingly no different from before.

The halberd of time suddenly pierced through the air.

"Ding~~"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the figures of Ghost Sword Miao Jang-geum and Ghost Slayer Lin Jing-jue appeared. Behind them, the hundreds of meters of clouds were cleared away in an instant.

But the next moment.

An old man holding a golden ring appeared on the other side of the mountain.

And at the same time.

Three more figures wearing strange masks appeared in three other directions. They seemed unwilling to reveal their identities, but they blocked Li Yixiu's way from four directions.

then.

Ghost Sword Miao Jang Geum and Demon Slayer Lin Jingjue climbed up the cliff from the bottom of Chaomu Cliff. They held their chests with their hands, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and it seemed that they still had the strength to fight.

Six divine palaces!

Song Lin stood up suddenly, and the swallow colt neighed loudly towards the sky.

Just when something strange happened on Chaomu Cliff.

The ferry is one mile away.

A woman with a cold appearance stopped an elderly swordsman.

"Girl, why are you stopping me?"

The old swordsman looked up at the sky and frowned.

"Please stay here for a moment, senior." Xie Yunxi said calmly.

"When did your Jianzhai... become involved with the Tiandi Alliance?" The old swordsman frowned deeply.

"Not yet."

Xie Yunxi looked calm.

“But now it is the people from the Tiandi Alliance who are besieging Li Yixiu.” The old swordsman’s face gradually turned cold.

"They can't kill him." Xie Yunxi said with certainty.

"But they were able to seriously injure him." The old swordsman said with certainty.

Speechless.

Xie Yunxi just smiled gently.

"So, you want to take advantage of someone's misfortune?" A murderous look flashed in the old swordsman's eyes.

suddenly.

The terrifying sword energy rose into the sky.

(End of this chapter)