When Chu Qi was confused, he caught a glimpse of a jade mask hanging on the wall of the carriage. At that moment, Chu Qi suddenly realized that he had to wear a mask when he was outside as "himself".
When he reached out to take the mask, it spontaneously flew towards Chu Qi and fell into his palm.
The mask is soft and delicate, made from precious materials, and is very comfortable to wear.
"Huh, you are not allowed to stay in the valley when you go out, so remember to wear your mask, master. I heard that the Yunyin Realm is not peaceful recently." Zi Su whispered to Chu Qi.
Resisting the urge to ask the reason, Chu Qi tried his best to act like the person in this illusion.
After getting off the carriage, Chu Qi discovered that the carriage he was sitting in was pulled by six fourth-level spirit beasts, blue-eyed white tigers. The carriage itself was a high-grade magical weapon, and the runes around it could transform it into a flying spirit weapon at any time. It was low-key but luxurious.
The monks around were all wearing very elegant green robes. When they saw Chu Qi coming down, they bowed their heads and saluted with a very respectful attitude.
"Master, where would you like to go?"
A figure walked towards Chu Qi, it was Uncle Lin.
Uncle Lin still looked the same as Chu Qi remembered, with regular features, honest and tolerant. However, unlike the "Uncle Lin" who raised Chu Qi, his words were less intimate and more respectful.
"I'm going to walk around for a bit."
Looking around, Chu Qi chose a relatively open place and walked towards it.
While walking, Chu Qi was slightly absent-minded.
There are many kinds of illusions, but he only remembers two. One is what the person encountering the illusion is thinking in his mind, and the other is an illusion in which the person casting the illusion wants to trap the person.
At the moment, it seems that he has a legitimate identity in the illusion, and it should not be the former, that is, it was done by the person who cast the illusion... But in this case, he should first be an outsider of the illusion, and then find an opportunity to possess the person in the illusion to get close to Yan Jiuge.
"… "
There are contradictions in both speculations.
Chu Qi couldn’t figure it out for the time being and could only keep his doubts deep in his heart.
"boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the north of the sky. A sword force rose from that direction, and then quickly spread out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the momentum swept in front of Chu Qi.
This is Yan Jiuge’s sword intent!
He's nearby!
Chu Qi's mind was immediately occupied by this thought. Without thinking, he tiptoed and headed towards the north.
After the initial shock, Chu Qi heard Uncle Lin's anxious call and the sound of the Yan family's law enforcers trying to stop him from behind. But they were too slow to react as fast as Chu Qi, so they could only follow behind him.
At the same time, a hoarse beast roar came from the north, echoing throughout the mountains.
A huge black shadow appeared on the horizon, covering half of the mountains, and its outline looked like a gigantic monster.
The phantom raised its head and pounced towards the sword intent that Yan Jiuge had slashed out.
The two fought with equal momentum.
When Chu Qi arrived, Yan Jiuge had found the monster's weakness and was holding the Long Yin sword, slashing at the monster's head, with the blade penetrating into the flesh.
He gave up defense for the sake of attacking, and paid a heavy price. His right shoulder was torn from top to bottom by the sharp claws of the monster, leaving a hideous wound, deep enough to see the bone, and his skin and flesh were stained with black evil spirit, which was very scary.
After being stabbed in the vitals, the monster started to go crazy, and before dying, it rushed towards Yan Jiuge regardless of everything.
The phantom lingering on its body exuded an ominous black aura, lost the outline of the monster, and turned into a mouth as big as the abyss, swallowing Yan Jiuge whole.
—At the same moment, a healing magic fell on Yan Jiuge.
The golden spiritual light flowed, and wherever it passed, the evil spirit was exposed, like a ray of light that dispelled the darkness of the night, and finally condensed on Yan Jiuge's wound.
"Roar!"
The black shadow was like a monster, and it let out a painful whine. Under its cover, the monster was already on the verge of death, but its body was not stiff. The monster's tail suddenly swung towards Chu Qi at an angle that was difficult to avoid.
This monster is very powerful, otherwise it would not be able to fight Yan Jiuge on equal terms. The sharp sound of breaking through the air rushed towards Chu Qi's face, and the first thing that caught his eye was the sharp barb on the monster's tail.
Chu Qi dodged instinctively.
A magic sword suddenly broke away from Yan Jiuge's hand and slashed towards the monster's tail.
"Swish!" The monster's sturdy leather armor collided with the magic sword with such force that the monster's tail was forced to deviate from its direction.
Although Yan Jiuge tried his best to save him, the tail thorn inevitably scraped Chu Qi's body protection spiritual power. At that moment, the jade mask on Chu Qi's face activated the defensive spiritual spell, spontaneously blocking this dangerous attack for Chu Qi.
“Crack!”
With a shattering sound, the mask on Chu Qi's face shattered and dissipated in the wind, revealing his original appearance.
Five feet away, Yan Jiuge raised the Longyin Sword and struck again, crushing the monster's origin with one blow, making it unable to do evil anymore.
At this point, the battle finally ended without any danger.
Chu Qi raised his hand and touched his forehead. He didn't know what the consequences would be if he showed up without a mask, but the situation was critical and he didn't have time to think too much.
Chu Qi was thinking about the mask when steady footsteps sounded in front of him and the surroundings were suddenly filled with a bloody smell.
He raised his eyes and met the familiar yet unfamiliar pair of dark golden eyes.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist." The familiar voice was distant yet polite.
I felt inexplicably lonely for a moment.
Despite Gui Chen's reminder that A'yan would not have any real memories in the illusion, but when it came time to really face it, Chu Qi still felt quite disappointed.
With a sigh in his heart, Chu Qi opened his lips and replied, "You're welcome. The injury on your shoulder..."
Chu Qi was halfway through his words when he noticed a change in the expression of the person in front of him. Although it was very subtle, based on Chu Qi's understanding of Yan Jiuge, it was not difficult to find that he was slightly wary of him.
Are they now strangers who just met once
Chu Qi suppressed the inexplicable bitterness that welled up in his heart and reorganized his words to make them sound less urgent.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Chu Qi."
"I'm a medical practitioner passing by here. The injury on your shoulder... If you don't mind, I can help you heal it."
"No need."
As expected, Yan Jiuge rejected Chu Qi's proposal.
Chu Qi lowered his eyes, unable to hide his disappointment. Especially now that his expression was not covered by the mask, it was even more obvious.
As if he had sensed Chu Qi's emotions, Yan Jiuge's sword-holding hand rubbed the hilt absentmindedly.
He seldom came into contact with cultivators other than the Yan family. Most of those cultivators were afraid of him, let alone peaceful communication with him.
This young man was clearly the first time he had seen him, but Yan Jiuge inexplicably felt like letting down his guard. For this reason, Yan Jiuge subconsciously resisted this idea and rejected the young man's kindness.
"It's just a minor injury. It will heal on its own."
When the words came out, Yan Jiuge himself was surprised. After he came back to his senses, he immediately turned his eyes away as if avoiding Chu Qi.
Chu Qi originally wanted to persuade him to seek treatment, but then he thought that their relationship was not as close as it seemed in reality, and even if he told him, Yan Jiuge might not listen.
While hesitating, Chu Qi caught a glimpse of the magic sword nailed to the monster's tail out of the corner of his eye. His eyes moved slightly, and he was surprised in his heart - that was the Gui Yin Sword.
“… Fellow Daoist, do you usually use two spirit swords together?” Chu Qi couldn’t help but ask.
"No, they are both the same spiritual sword."
"What?"
Chu Qi opened his eyes wide upon hearing this, with surprise evident on his face.
"The Yan family's special spirit sword forging method can separate a similar spirit sword from Long Yin's sword when necessary."
Yan Jiuge paused. He felt that he had said too much today. Finally, he answered concisely, "It's called the Guiyin Sword. It is essentially a part of the Longyin Sword. You can think of it as the same spiritual sword."
"… "
Chu Qi's thoughts were wandering, and his mind was full of the Gui Yin sword that Yan Jiuge gave him.
Because he entered the illusion, the Guiyin sword on Chu Qi's waist disappeared, which made him realize that the Guiyin sword had another meaning.
How could A Yan be willing to give him the Gui Yin Sword in the first place
Chu Qi was in a trance.
"master!"
"grown ups!"
Two different voices sounded at the same time. Uncle Lin and the law enforcer of the Yan family arrived late and shouted for help from a distance of one hundred feet.
When they quickly arrived, they said in unison—
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. I'm sorry Uncle Lin was worried about me." Chu Qi responded. When he turned around, he saw the wound on Yan Jiuge's shoulder that had not healed completely. He couldn't help but say, "My fellow Taoist, let me help you heal your wound. It's not good for your health to keep it this way."
There was concern in the young man's voice.
When this thought flashed through Yan Jiuge's mind, his body nodded as if possessed by a demon.
Then, the young man's eyes lit up and he looked at him brightly, as if he was very happy with his approval.
Yan Jiuge thought deeply: "..."
For some reason, he felt that something was not right with him today.
What was more obvious than Yan Jiuge's hesitation was the stunned expression of the Yan family's law enforcer. He looked at his young master in disbelief—he actually nodded!
As for Uncle Lin, his expression was not very good. He looked at the corpse of the monster and Chu Qi's uncovered face. Then, when he heard that Chu Qi wanted to treat a strange cultivator, his expression deepened. He couldn't help but say, "Master, your medical skills are a bit too extravagant to treat some minor injuries and illnesses. In fact, you can ask other medical cultivators to do it for you."
Chu Qi understood Uncle Lin's dissuasion.
After the change of identity, the Uncle Lin in front of him is obviously different from the "Uncle Lin who raised him". The former treats him as an honorable master, while the latter treats him more as a child.
"Uncle Lin, as long as the medical skills can save lives, it doesn't matter what the wound is or who performs the surgery." Chu Qi said seriously.
"Also, the reason why you think it's a minor injury now is because this Taoist friend has a stronger healing ability than others, but this does not mean that he has suffered less pain than others."
(End of this chapter)