The situation reversed in just a moment.
The evil cultivator was originally weak, and he could barely support himself with Yu Tu's sick body. Yun Qing's sword is not magic, but a real sword move, and Bai Yu is born with the ability to break evil spirits, the sword contains the true meaning of a gentleman, and can ward off evil spirits. So this sword gave him a fatal blow when he was most proud and relaxed.
Yun Qing is quite restrained towards the ghost that has lost its body, not to mention the guy in front of him, even Song Liyou can't please him.
"Since when did you cast the illusion!?"
Yun Qing looked at the swarm of insects flying all over the sky and said, "When you appeared."
"At that time you are not where you are?!" The condensed face of the worm twisted slightly, and the voice became higher and higher.
"Here." Yun Qing managed to cover Aman's tracks when he appeared, and after she sent Zheng Zhenzhen away with a square-inch lamp, Aman carried her through the swarm of insects, took her out of the car and walked around behind Yutu. Yu Tu was deceived by the illusion she created, thinking that he had already succeeded, but Aman smashed his body in one fell swoop, so he could only hide in the swarm of insects hastily.
"What a mirage! The old man didn't expect that there are still people alive in this mirage book of dreams, and this time he was not wronged!" The huge insect body wandered in the sky for a while, and scattered countless small insect swarms to attack the sleeping man. The guards and the creatures on the grassland.
"If you stop talking nonsense and do it when you meet, I naturally don't have time to arrange illusions."
Mirage is the most basic Taoism in the Book of Mirage Floating Dreams, and in a sense it is also the most profound Taoism. In the beginning, it can only deceive the naked eye of ordinary people, using the subtle changes in the environment to create various illusions, but when it is cultivated to a high level, it can reverse the chaos of reality and create reality from illusions. Compared with the powerful and swift interference of the mirage usurping technique used by Yunqing before, this kind of Taoism is more difficult to detect and more detailed and complicated.
Yun Qing's cultivation level is not enough, and it is still impossible to use this mirage to deceive the law enforcement disciples who walk in the Temple of Heaven, but it is still very easy to deceive this evil cultivator who has changed several bodies, has a dirty spiritual platform, and mixed thoughts.
"Hahaha, we don't know who will win, you..." The insect swarm quickly sucked up all the living things within reach on the ground, and it grew a little in an instant, densely covering the moon.
Yun Qing took advantage of his loose body and before he gathered together, a clear light from his hand struck out like electricity.
Carve jade into benevolence!
A gentleman is like jade, like a carve like a mill. This is almost Yun Qing's deepest understanding of the Kunshan Jade Broken Art. This inheritance is not only talking about the virtue of a gentleman like jade, but also the determination to be willing to smash one's body to pieces in order to maintain the virtue of jade. After grinding the stones, the beautiful jade in it is revealed. What if the beautiful jade is further tempered? Ordinary people can become a gentleman by self-cultivation and self-cultivation like a stone turning into beautiful jade. What if a gentleman can improve himself step by step like this
Whether it is a gentleman or a beautiful jade, in the end it is for the achievement of great benevolence and holiness, and humanity is nothing more than this.
This clear light containing the benevolence of a gentleman instantly shattered the core of the insect swarm, and Yu Tu fell silent before he finished speaking.
"I told you that you talked too much nonsense before you did it." Yun Qing saw that the swarm of insects was no longer supported by evil spirits, so black flames rose from her body, and several jets flew out to burn all the corpse insects around.
This battle is not a small burden for her, from arranging the illusion to send Zheng Zhenzhen away, to breaking his body with a sword, and finally cutting jade into benevolence to destroy his soul, every step of the way, even if there is any mistake, it will become the food of that evil cultivator.
Yun Qing scanned the evil-polluted land with her mind, and sighed: "Let's go, Aman. Let's go to the snow mountain to find Zheng Zhenzhen."
The early sun had just risen, and the ashes on the ground were blown away by the morning wind and fell into the vast grassland.
A new day has begun again, and this continent is still alive and well. Heaven will neither care about the dead nor pity the living.
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Zheng Zhenzhen stood there for a long time, but Yun Qing never appeared.
She put Fang Cunzhan into her arms carefully, this is the only connection between her and Yun Qing, if Yun Qing really has the ability to calculate the secrets of heaven, she must be able to find her through the line of cause and effect of this Fang Cun Zhan.
Of course, the premise is that she is still alive.
Thinking of this, Zheng Zhen felt an indescribable fear in his heart, and Yu Tu's blue and black face, as well as those rotting corpses and bones on the ground kept appearing in his mind. She always felt that Yun Qing's life would not be in danger, but if she didn't see her for a moment, she couldn't be at peace for a moment.
She has always been in awe of and dependent on Yun Qing. It was Yun Qing who turned her from a useless beggar into a cultivator chasing the Dao, and it was Yun Qing who brought her out of the small city of Ci'an, and rushed on such a magnificent road without any hesitation. Zheng Zhenzhen understands that Yunqing wants something from her, but she doesn't feel any grudges in her heart. As humble as she is, she also wants to prove the value of her existence, and Yunqing's need for her just satisfies this point.
But she never thought that this unscrupulous person would give her a way out in such a dangerous time, and face a strong enemy by herself.
Zheng Zhenzhen stood in the ice and snow and wanted to cry loudly, but he couldn't even use this little strength.
Early in the morning, scattered cultivators went up the mountain from here. Zheng Zhenzhen tiredly found a cedar leeward to sit down, and suddenly remembered the "Snow Mountain Ceremony" that Yu Tu had said. It is hard to see so many cultivators on weekdays. Could it be that this is the place where the Dharma conference is held
Zheng Zhenzhen cheered up and thought carefully. Yun Qing also said before that the Holy Land would select some of the highly qualified casual practitioners as disciples. Maybe the purpose of this Dharma conference is to recruit casual practitioners? Yun Qing wanted to obtain the secret method of the soul by contacting the two holy places on the Daxue Mountain in the northwest, and she had known this for a long time.
So maybe Yun Qing will come here to participate in the Fa conference
Another two ascetics flew by with their swords, and Zheng Zhenzhen waited and waited, but he didn't wait for Yun Qing.
"This girl, if there is any inconvenience, why not go with me."
A young man in a fiery red taoist gown saw a beautiful girl standing alone under a pine tree, and he stepped forward to strike up a conversation.
Zheng Zhenzhen let out an "ah" and said in a daze, "Thank you, I'm waiting for someone."
The young man looked at Zheng Zhenzhen's innocent appearance, his heart moved, he said with a smile: "My lord, Ying Chixiao, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for fellow Taoist to be alone, why don't I wait with you?"
"My name is Zheng Zhenzhen." Zheng Zhenzhen was still a little depressed, she didn't want to talk to him, but the man was so enthusiastic that she was embarrassed not to return.
"I don't know the name of the person waiting for you, what does he look like?" Ying Chixiao asked very attentively, seeming to be worried about her.
Zheng Zhenzhen thought that most of these people were local snakes, and he might be able to get news about Dian Yunqing from them, so he said sullenly: "It's a girl, about ten years old, wearing a white sacrificial uniform, and blind. She is accompanied by a dumb Chinese."
Ying Chixiao's expression changed: "What!?"
Zheng Zhen panicked and said in surprise, "What's wrong? Have you seen her?"
Ying Chixiao said with a serious face: "That's right, she has messed with a few extraordinary people, I'm afraid her life will be in danger right now!"
"Where did you see her, can you tell me in detail?" Zheng Zhen was really flustered, but also a little vigilant. Although she is simple, she also knows that not just anyone on the side of the road can do it.
Ying Chixiao said: "It's too late, if you don't go, your sister may be in danger, come with me..."
"She's not my sister." Zheng Zhenzhen interrupted him.
Ying Chixiao was taken aback for a moment. Seeing that Zheng Zhenzhen was waiting anxiously, he said that he was waiting for a little girl. He only thought that the other party was her relatives, but he didn't expect it to be.
"Okay, okay, I made a mistake, if you don't go, she will be in danger." Ying Chixiao coaxed casually.
Zheng Zhenzhen said in a low voice: "I can only get in the way if I go, and I don't know who in this snow mountain can stop her."
"Uh..." Ying Chixiao was also stunned, hearing Zheng Zhenzhen's meaning, she was waiting for someone much stronger than her.
"I'll just wait for her here. If she's alive, she'll come to me. If she's dead, I'll be able to recover the karma in the future." Zheng Zhenzhen politely rejected Ying Chixiao.
If it was someone else, Ying Chixiao would definitely laugh at her severely. How could it be so easy to talk about attaining the Tao? But seeing Zheng Zhenzhen's serious look, he couldn't speak.
"It's not an option for you to wait like this. I have a magic weapon here that can help you..." Ying Chixiao changed her strategy and prepared to use the magic weapon to lure her.
"It's just something outside of the body. Thank you, Daoist friend, for your kindness. I still don't want it."
Ying Chixiao looked Zheng Zhenzhen up and down, as long as the magic weapon was a casual cultivator, she would not be indifferent to it, but she was actually indifferent.
"Where did fellow Taoist learn from?" Ying Chixiao had some guesses in her heart.
Zheng Zhen really wanted to tell him that he came from the Temple of Heaven, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble to Yun Qing by talking casually, so he shook his head and remained silent.
Ying Chixiao was even more surprised, this girl had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, her temperament was dusty, and she was not moved by external objects, most likely she was a disciple of an orthodox Taoist school. The only orthodox Taoist gates in this area are Mianfenglang and Guiling Temple. Thinking about all the inside information of the Snow Mountain Ceremony, Ying Chixiao came to a conclusion that this Zheng Zhenzhen must have been sent by Mianfenglang to review the new disciples.
It was only half a cup of tea time before he met Zheng Zhenzhen, and it was a bit arbitrary to come to this conclusion, but this kind of thing would rather be wrong than let it go. If it wasn't for the censor, it would only be a half-day delay. If it was, then he would have made a lot of money.
Ying Chixiao straightened her expression: "Fellow Daoist doesn't want to say it, let's forget it. I think you have nothing to support, and it's not easy on this big snow mountain. Why don't you let me accompany you and wait until after that person, how about it?"
"Don't bother, I can... Yun Qing!?" Zheng Zhenzhen cried out, looking at the figure in the snow.
Ying Chixiao followed her gaze.
A tall and strong man in animal skins came from a distance, his face was dull, and a girl was sitting on his shoulders. The girl was just as Zheng Zhenzhen described, wearing a complicated white sacrificial attire, with her eyes closed, and a white jade long sword slowly condensed in her hand.
"roll."
Yun Qing jumped off A'Mang's shoulders, with black flames under her feet, relying on her emptiness to control the wind, she appeared in front of Ying Chixiao in a few breaths.
Bai Yujian pointed directly at Ying Chixiao's eyebrows.