Outside the gate of Yunxiao Mountain, Master Ziyang, who had broken through the stage of spiritual transformation, returned with bloodshed and revenge.
He laid a net to get Yunxiao to hand over Pei Yuzhi. After awakening the blood of the demon, Ji Wuyou's cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he was no longer the cowardly and humble boy who lay in the mud.
He was reborn, wearing a purple robe, with an upright figure, a black jade crown on his head, and his black hair was tied up high. He looked powerful and mysterious.
It is the first snow of the year again, and the sky and the earth are gray and dark blue.
The young man stepped onto this land again, a crazy and twisted smile that he himself could not understand appeared at the corner of his lips.
Ji Wuyou's voice was hoarse and low: "Pei Yuzhi, I'm back, my good master... Hahahaha, I'm back again." The laughter was mixed with the pleasure of revenge, mixed with his cultivation, spreading in the sky, and the branches shook off the snow on the ground.
Next to him was a beautiful woman in a water blue dress, holding an incense burner in her hands. She frowned at him and asked, "Do you really hate Pei Yuzhi that much?"
Ji Wuyou's voice was extremely cold: "The revenge of having your sword taken away, the humiliation of a hundred years, the hatred of having your life killed. Isn't that enough?"
The blue-dressed woman was wearing a fairy dress and had a dignified temperament. She smiled when she heard the words: "That's enough. Just one thing is enough to destroy the entire Yunxiao family." Her eyes were emotionless. After all, she was born as a god. She was so proud and paranoid that she couldn't tolerate even a grain of sand. Besides, Ji Wuyou was her savior. Queen Mother of the West paused, but smiled and said: "But, I am still curious about Pei Yuzhi's appearance. It's a pity that when he was at the peak of his fame, I didn't get to see the demeanor of the number one on the Heavenly Ranking."
Ji Wuyou looked gloomy.
Queen Mother Xi suddenly tilted her head to look at him, her eyes showing a hint of confusion: "Hey, why did you change your clothes today? Are you not wearing white clothes anymore? But by comparison, I prefer the way you looked when I first saw you."
She smiled gently, "You got lost in Kunlun. You were wearing a rough grey-brown hemp robe, your hair tied up with long grass, and the clouds and mist were heavy. When I saw your back, I thought you must be a very interesting young man."
As she spoke, she suddenly noticed that Ji Wuyou's expression was not right.
The goddess's face also showed a trace of panic: "Wuyou, did I say something wrong?"
Ji Wuyou looked so ferocious that he seemed ready to kill someone in the next second. In his distant memory, the deep-rooted cowardice was like a knife stabbing his heart again and again. Every word spoken by the Queen Mother of the West dug out his dirty and ridiculous thoughts and exposed them completely.
Ji Wuyou's eyes turned red and he said to her, "Shut up!"
Queen Mother of the West frowned, not understanding where his anger came from.
Just like she would never know that the back view that she found interesting when they first met was always his ridiculous imitation.
He used to envy Pei Yuzhi so much, from the first sight, deep into his bones. That person was like a ray of light, but it did not dispel the darkness in his world, but made it even uglier -
The hemp clothes and straw rope show his youthful recklessness; the snow-white clothes and silver sword show his frosty temperament.
Ji Wuyou's heart was filled with hatred and anger. His teeth were clattering and his eyes were red. "He is just a thief. These should all belong to me! Why? Why should he do this?"
But it's okay.
Ji Wuyou clenched his fingers tightly. He would soon follow the instructions from heaven and take back the sword that belonged to him. Pei Yuzhi should also get the punishment he deserved.
He wanted to pull him down from the clouds! Let his snow-white clothes, which had never been stained with dust, be stained with mud, and let his aloof and indifferent expression lose control of his anger! Let him be humiliated in front of the world, and make him as humble as his past self!
The Queen Mother of the West was holding a small stove, her brows were calm and she didn't say anything.
Just looking at Ji Wuyou's current state, she secretly raised the corners of her lips and became more curious: "Pei Yuzhi, what kind of person will he be."
at this time.
The gate of the former world's number one immortal was filled with people watching the show. Yunxiao activated the mountain protection formation, and the deep and vast purple sword intent awakened, turning into an ancient dragon, majestically perched on the top of the mountain, like Yunxiao's last guardian.
The formation that the human race's Sword Master spent all his efforts to create took root in Canghua and is still noble, powerful and unshakable ten thousand years later.
Even though Ji Wuyou had already become a god, he was still unable to take a single step forward and was trapped outside the mountain gate.
The crowd was far away, and they couldn't help but tremble as they watched the purple light piercing through the sky.
"This is Yunxiao... Even a centipede is still alive after death. Purple Sky Sword Master is still majestic. Looking at this situation, even if Pei Yuzhi hides for a lifetime, we can't do anything to him."
Some people shook their heads and gloated, "You think too much. The Yunxiao Mountain Protection Formation can only protect Tianqian Peak because it is the center of the formation. But it is hard to say about the Yunxiao disciples in other peaks."
"Pei Yuzhi wants to hide in Tianqian Peak like a coward. Can he really watch his disciples die because of him? I think it's unfortunate for Yunxiao to have such a leader."
Someone answered, confused: "I really don't know how Pei Yuzhi brainwashed the Yunxiao disciples. Even after it got to this point, they still want to protect him."
One person sneered: "Maybe all sword cultivators are stupid? But, back then, who would have thought that Pei Yuzhi would one day be hated by everyone."
Yeah, who would have thought.
The wind and snow are heavy, and all living beings are lonely.
In the tightly closed room, the young head of the Yunxiao Sect froze in expression and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood dripped onto his robe, the bright red and white color was eye-catching.
The true energy in his body was in chaos, and after running at an almost crazy high speed, it finally backfired.
He closed his eyes, then opened them.
He supported himself with his fingers on the stone bed and stood up stiffly.
The stone door that had been closed for a long time opened wide, and the sleepy little yellow bird on the branch outside was awakened. Its eyes lit up, but after seeing the young man's expression, it swallowed the words that were about to come out of its mouth, and it remained silent.
In the deathly silence, someone walked towards this side, his robe brushing against the tree branches. It was Chen Xu.
"Pei Yuzhi." Chen Xu came over breathlessly and saw the appearance of the person in front of him.
His eyes widened, his original joy turned cold, and his heart was filled with desolation and bitterness. "You... your hair..."
White hair overnight.
His robe was like snow, and his hair was like snow.
Pei Yuzhi showed no expression. The light in the boy's eyes disappeared, leaving only calmness and desolation. His voice was also very soft: "Yu Qinglian and the others are here, right?"
Chen Xu felt his eyes warm up, and gritted his teeth: "Yes! They are all in the Tianqian Palace now, go and meet them!"
Pei Yuzhi smiled and said, "I won't see them. Let them all go back."
Chen Xu angrily stepped forward and punched him in the face, his eyes watery and he gritted his teeth: "How long are you going to be decadent?! Just a Ji Wuyou, what are you afraid of? - What are you afraid of?"
He was hit hard. Pei Yuzhi took a step back, covering his face. His silver hair hid his expression. After a long time, he whispered hoarsely: "What am I afraid of? What am I afraid of..."
He smiled, the sweet taste of blood filling his lips and teeth. His voice trembled, "What am I afraid of, Chen Xu? You know, it's useless for me to block my five senses in the stone chamber. As soon as I closed my eyes, all I could hear were their cries for help, and the smell of blood lingered in my nose. The dead Yunxiao disciple questioned me at the top of his lungs, and the ancestors of Yunxiao looked down at me coldly. I am a sinner! I am Yunxiao's eternal sinner!"
He seemed to be laughing, but also seemed to be crying, and said: "Ji Wuyou hates me. It is me who committed the crime. Life and death have nothing to do with Yunxiao."
Chen Xu wanted to slap him in the face to wake him up.
But in the end it just hit the tree trunk next to it hard.
The young man's eyes were bloodshot, but his voice was icy cold.
"You thought that if you died, Ji Wuyou would let Yunxiao go. Am I too naive or are you? - Ji Wuyou never thought of letting anyone here go. What he did now is just to provoke and humiliate you. Pei Yuzhi - Now the lives of millions of people in Yunxiao depend on you. I didn't want to say it before because I was afraid that you would feel pressured, but now you are like a cowardly waste! You are the leader of Yunxiao, you are the last savior of everyone!"
"Yun Xiao will not die, and it is impossible for him to die. I contacted Jingtian Academy yesterday, and a trace of soul breath came from there. The master is still here!"
Chen Xu looked at Pei Yuzhi.
Both of their eyes were the same red.
The falling snow whitened the young man's hair. After a long silence, Chen Xu's voice became hoarse. He covered his eyes with his hands, as if begging, "Pei Yuzhi, go to Tianqian Hall now... Only you can contact the master... This is our last chance."
The winter wind is incomprehensible, whistling over the hilltops covered with clouds. Walking on the snow-covered steps, the woman's dress is as bright as a blooming rose, and the crisp sound of the golden bell seems to bring a bit of vitality to the world.
Yu Qinglian said softly: "I never thought that this would happen when I came to Yunxiao again."
Next to her was the Lord of the Ghost Realm, dressed in a grey fox fur coat.
Ji Wuduan's eyebrows were as gloomy as ever, and his voice was scattered: "Pei Yuzhi found himself a good apprentice."
Wusheng shook his head and said, "You can't blame Yuzhi for this. I felt something was wrong when I first saw Ji Wuyou. He has been in the process of becoming a god for a hundred years, so he must have entered the evil path of demon cultivation. Now we are dealing with Yunxiao, and I'm afraid we will be the next one."
Feng Jin's Phoenix bloodline has been awakened more deeply in recent days. Hearing this, she frowned and said, "I do feel a kind of coldness in him. It seems to have existed ten thousand years ago. Ji Wuyou is not normal."
Ji Wuduan pursed his lips.
They moved forward along the natural chasm peak.
Yu Qinglian folded the flowers with her white fingers and said, "Ji Wuyou is coming. Jingtianyuan still needs Pei Yuzhi to contact us, so we should help him delay for a while."
The other three nodded.
Chitong's eyes were clear and he also lowered his head.
Yu Qinglian looked into its eyes and laughed out loud, crushing the flower. The pale pink petals fell and covered its red feathers.
"Ji?" Chi Tong was a little confused.
Yu Qinglian said, "It seems like the first time we met, and it was also a snowy day like this. Hahaha, I still remember Pei Yuzhi's nonsense back then, using you to tease a little junior sister in my palace."
She coughed and said with a mischievous smile: "After all, eating it is to celebrate today's good fortune. If doing so makes the person who makes me feel lucky unhappy, it would be meaningless.'
"Just meeting you makes me feel extremely lucky. Haha, my little junior sister blushed when she saw Pei Yuzhi for a long time."
Feng Jin rolled her eyes: "I get irritable after looking at him for a long time."
Chi Tong recalled the time when it was almost stewed into soup: "..."
The boundless snow and wind made the mountains silent, the birds and cranes shook off the frost on their wing tips, and everything was desolate.
Pei Jing had been watching all this as a soul away from the world. Now his fingers involuntarily clenched the Lingchen Sword, and he wondered dazedly what the final outcome would be. The tragic ending that was only mentioned lightly in the Futu Palace, would it tell him everything here
"Last time on Yingzhou Island, you said I owed you a favor. Remember, I have repaid it now." In front of the Tianqian Palace, Yu Qinglian stopped, looked back and said with a smile.
The sound is as clear and transparent as the first snow.
The golden bell and red skirt, bright as a flower, against the broken white light of the mountains, seemed like the most beautiful look back in life.
... ... The most beautiful life.
Everything Pei Yuzhi saw in the mirror.
Pei Jing also saw it in another form.
Listening to the two disciples' quiet discussion on the suspension bridge, they placed all their hopes on the master whom they trusted deeply and were willing to protect with their lives.
"Do you think he can save Yunxiao?"
"It should be possible, no, it definitely can."
Pei Jing felt his throat was dry, but he couldn't say anything.
He watched as Ji Wuyou sent people to occupy 108 peaks, hunt out innocent disciples, and massacre them.
Blood swirled upwards, dyeing the sky red.
He saw Yu Qinglian and the other three move separately and move towards the devastated Yinghui Peak, which was closest to the mountain gate.
Once you take this step, there is no turning back.
In Xiuyayuan, a paradise on Yinghui Peak, a woman in a black dress walked out of the courtyard carrying the head of a Yunxiao disciple in her hand.
The brown dress on her body was stained with blood, and she stopped when she saw someone not far away.
He smiled slightly, and his upturned eyes showed a hint of sarcasm.
The Xiaoxiang bamboo was swaying in the wind, and the falling bamboo leaves were like knives, brushing across the beauty's eyebrows.
Yu Qinglian stood on the steps of a steep hillside, looking at her in silence.
The woman in the black dress smiled solemnly: "Palace Master, long time no see."
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