Zhang Tang left again.
Before leaving, the look that was looking at Jianchou slowly withdrew.
Jianchou stood at the entrance of the alley, watching his figure walk away along the long street. The sleeves of his robe hung on both sides, fluttering in the breeze. It took a long time before his shadow disappeared.
Only when she could no longer see the man did she raise her hand and touch her neck. She was so suspicious that she broke out in a cold sweat when she was stared at by this cruel official.
What a joke.
Jianchou knew the reason for the lively competition for the Jiyu Ding back then, and she also knew that the ghost cultivators in Jiyu loved to gamble. But she didn't expect that Zhang Tingwei, who had a stern face and could torture the prisoners to death on the isolated island in the human world, would also get this bad habit after entering the big dye vat of Jiyu!
It would have been fine if it was just about gambling, but how desperate was he to actually leave all his fortune on her
I feel so sad that it’s hard to put into words.
She really wanted to ask Zhang Tang, how much did you bet
But under Zhang Tang's eyes that reminded her of death, she wisely suppressed her impulse, and let him walk away without saying a word.
"I never thought your reputation in the Polar Region would be more frightening than in the Nineteen Continents."
A meaningful voice came from behind, with a hint of laughter, but upon careful listening, it seemed that the laughter might be an illusion of the listener.
Jianchou turned around and looked.
It was Qu Zhengfeng who came over.
She looked behind him again and saw that there was no powerful monk standing in the dilapidated alley. They had all followed Fudao Shanren and Hengxu Zhenren into the house of the Immortal in the Mist. Only Fu Chaosheng was left. Looking towards her, it seemed that he was about to walk towards her, but when he saw Qu Zhengfeng passing by, he stopped and just watched from afar.
"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor is joking."
The name "Ghost Sees Sorrow" was quite normal, after all, Ghost Sees Sorrow knew that his name was a little special, but the nickname "God of Plague" made people want to grind their teeth. She smiled very fakely, trying to downplay her emotions on this matter.
"It's just a 'reputation' that I accidentally gained back then. It's not worth mentioning."
Can this be called "fame"
Qu Zhengfeng also heard it by accident.
He was just standing nearby, and others might not have noticed that Jianchou did not follow her into the house, but he noticed it easily. He just didn't expect that he would hear the origin of the name "Plague God". When he thought about the sensation caused by her appearance in the Extreme Domain Ghost Army Formation that day, he found it funny.
However, no matter how interesting this matter was, it was just a small matter. He stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He looked at her with a more scrutinizing look and asked, "After the battle at Ghost Gate, you went into seclusion to recuperate, so there is a question I have never had the chance to ask. Now, I would like to ask you, Brother Jianchou, when we fought against King Taishan that day, the other party was obviously unable to fight back, and you only needed one sword to kill him, why didn't you kill him?"
"… "
Maybe this was not just Qu Zhengfeng's question? Many people probably wanted to ask her this question, but only Qu Zhengfeng asked it so clearly.
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Jianchou raised his eyes and looked at him.
After taking off the white robe that belonged to Xiao Mou of the Wuchang clan and removing the sickly disguise, Qu Zhengfeng now looked cold and calm, with an imposing figure and stern brows.
He just sounded polite.
As long as you look closely, you can sense the displeasure and doubt hidden in the words.
How did it feel at that time
I can't quite remember Jianchou.
Yixiantian is a special sword. Once the sword entered the opponent's spiritual platform, it naturally brought out many more things, so that at that moment, although she acted as usual, she was deeply immersed in a certain strange thinking.
Looking back at Qu Zhengfeng, she neither dodged nor avoided his gaze, and smiled faintly: "Does it make any difference whether I kill him or not?"
What difference does it make to kill or not to kill
Especially...
For an opponent whose fighting spirit has been destroyed.
*
Bafang City, Taishan King Palace.
"Patta..."
Several red spiritual beads used for healing slipped from a rough and thick palm and rolled down the cold steps of the hall, making a clear sound. The cracks between the fingers covered with callouses were all caused by severe injuries, and no matter how much soul power poured in, it could not be healed.
King Taishan neither looked at the spirit pearl nor at his palm.
He raised his head and looked at the sky that was so close outside the hall door.
The Polar Region and the Nineteen Continents are mirror images.
However, Yuanshi Star is a sphere like all the stars in the universe. The sky of the Nineteen Continents faces the endless vast universe. The sky of the Polar Regions seems broad, but it is actually very narrow. The end may be the center of the earth where there is no way out
There was a sense of confusion and trance on his face that was different from before.
The pale-faced coroner Wang stood beside him, his two big cat eyes wide open but his eye sockets a little red.
He is not tall and does not look very old.
At this moment, he looked like he was about to cry.
King Taishan looked at the sky outside for a long time before turning his head to look at him and said slowly, "Coroner, what do you think this battle between the Yin and Yang worlds has to do with you and me?"
The former King of Taishan would never think about such questions.
It has always been the case that if he says go east, we go east, and if he says go west, we go west. He doesn't care about right or wrong in this world, and he is too lazy to distinguish between good and evil.
For them, no matter what form it takes, as long as it exists in this world, it is enough.
But now, after experiencing the sword attack from the female cultivator on Yashan, he actually asked such a question.
Coroner Wang is a demon in the heart.
In his early years on an isolated island in the human world, he had his heart gouged out by someone and became a fierce ghost. Finally, in the ruins of the battlefield of the Yin-Yang world war, he found a heart that was extremely similar to his own. He then integrated the heart into his body and used it to practice.
This kind of heart is a rare pure heart.
The King of Taishan focused on self-cultivation and training. During the hundreds of years they had walked together, his good friend had always been by his side. Even the King of Hell had not affected their relationship.
As he listened to the questions raised by King Taishan, his hands hanging at his sides clenched quietly. The snow-white kitten that was originally lying at his feet seemed to sense an unusual breath of danger. It meowed in surprise and jumped directly from his feet to King Taishan's legs.
King Taishan placed his large palm on the cat's back and combed the upright fur bit by bit.
Then he said, "You scared it."
Coroner Wang stared at him for a long time, and also looked at the bloodstain between his eyebrows that could not be healed no matter what after being pierced by a thread of blood. Then, he felt the power that had disappeared from his body, and he was angry and sad at the same time.
He stared, walked forward and picked up the cat.
Then she pulled his hand and dragged him out the door, saying in a hoarse voice: "If you don't want to fight, we'll leave! We don't want the position of Lord Yan anymore! Let's go find that female cultivator on Yashan! Your injury can definitely be cured!"
Although his cultivation was higher than King Taishan's, his body was just that of a teenager. Moreover, he did not use the power of a ghost cultivator, so he was unable to pull the person away.
King Taishan sat in the back and looked at him, and sighed, "It's too late."
Coroner Wang was stunned.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at him, but found that King Taishan had raised his eyes again and was looking at the sky outside.
So at this moment, he finally sensed a strange aura.
His body stiffened instantly.
The coroner king turned his head and followed the gaze of King Taishan, and saw that in the sky where he had been gazing at before, a few gloomy dark clouds gathered together and turned into a black figure, falling into the palace.
King Qin Guang stood with his back to the light and seemed to smile: "Where are you going, King of the Coroner and King of Taishan?"
*
Jianchou originally thought that the arrival of the Coroner King and the City King in the Ghost Gate Battle the day before was too sudden. If they came to help, they were too late. Moreover, as soon as they arrived, they went straight to the observation tower with a clear goal. And from the last words of the City King, they were not ordered to rescue the King of Taishan.
It was just that the coroner Wang risked his life to save King Taishan.
If I hadn't seen Zhang Tang today, this doubt might still not be resolved.
When he saw Zhang Tang appear next to Wu Zhongxian and heard what he had just said, Jianchou thought about the cause and effect and guessed that Zhang Tang must have left Bafang City after the battle at Guimen Pass really broke out.
He was the chief judge of the Qin Guangwang Palace, and his disappearance would immediately arouse suspicion.
As long as King Qin Guang was not stupid, he would immediately think of the accident of Xiaxian Lingjue, which was under the control of Zhang Tang, and it would be reasonable for him to temporarily dispatch the King of Coroners and the King of Cities to come to the rescue.
"Your Majesty the Sword Emperor, don't you think that sometimes not killing is more cruel than killing?"
A certain kind of pity is a deeper torture.
Jianchou could vaguely guess why Qu Zhengfeng questioned her like this. After all, although he now dominated the Tomorrow Star Sea, the Yin-Yang Realm War eleven generations ago would not be forgotten so quickly. However, she let go of the powerful enemy King Taishan. No matter how you looked at it, it was inappropriate.
Qu Zhengfeng did not comment on her answer. After listening to her words, the scrutiny in his eyes became more obvious. He only said: "I hope you know what you are doing."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back.
He was too lazy to say another word to Jianchou.
Jianchou didn't mind these little things. After all, her relationship with Qu Zhengfeng had never been harmonious, so it was normal for them to dislike each other sometimes.
not to mention…
Sometimes, once an idea emerges, it cannot be extinguished by just a few words from others.
Fu Chaosheng was standing outside the house and hadn't gone in yet.
The voices of conversation between Fudao Shanren, Hengxu Zhenren and Wuzhongxian could be heard from inside the house. Or, it could be said with certainty now that Wuzhongxian was Master Buyu.
No one asked about the inner demons in person.
For a legendary being who had ascended to heaven in the old legends of the Nineteen Continents, asking about his inner demons was undoubtedly very rude.
Now is the time when the war between Yin and Yang worlds is restarted, and everyone comes here with their own purposes.
It is obvious that Fudaoshanren and Buyu Shangren are more familiar with each other than others. Although the tone of his "reminiscing about the past" with the other party does not sound polite at all, and Buyu Shangren basically does not respond, everyone can hear the casualness in his words.
Logically speaking, they shouldn't be familiar with each other.
After all, one was a famous figure in Yashan and the other was a rising star in the sea of stars, but there happened to be a supporting role in the middle.
When Fudaoshan was still in the Nascent Soul stage, Green Leaf Patriarch was already an unrivaled great power who roamed the starry sea and was able to snatch the "Nine-Curved River Map" from Kunwu Baji Daozun. Because his actions were extremely extraordinary, among all the sects in the Central Region, only Yashan could have a relationship with him.
And this friendship originated from Fudaoshanren.
Legend has it that the friendship between Fudao Shanren and Green Leaf Patriarch was cultivated through eating. Although it is unknown whether this is true or not, it is true that these two people with different identities are familiar with each other.
The Green Leaf Patriarch had neither disciples nor followers, and was alone, with the world as her home. At that time, she had obtained the "Nine Bends River Map", and her cultivation had reached the realm of great success, and she was only one step away from ascending to heaven. Everyone speculated that she would either take the river map with her or give it to Fu Dao.
But who could have thought
Sitting alone in a high building, watching the sun rise and the moon set, he suddenly attained enlightenment and was about to ascend to heaven. However, he threw the River Map away like a piece of old shoe and casually threw it to a stranger, Master Bu Yu, who happened to be living downstairs!
From then on, the era of Master Buyu began in a bloody storm. A few hundred years later, Master Buyu ascended to heaven, the war between Yin and Yang broke out, Fudaoshan was seriously injured, and thousands of cultivators of Yashan fell, never to be the same again.
Now, these two people actually meet in the extreme region...
One has become a ghost, and changed his name to "Fairy in the Mist"; the other's cultivation is not as good as before, and he has become the law enforcement elder of Yashan.
It's really ironic.
Jianchou didn't know what was discussed before, but when she walked back in, the conversation seemed to be coming to an end.
I only heard Fudao Shanren ask: "So will you help or not?"
Master Buyu didn't look at anyone. He just lowered his head to look at the chessboard and said, "What difference does it make whether you help or not? You can go now."
This rhetorical question reminded Jianchou of what he had just said in response to Qu Zhengfeng.
What’s the difference between helping and not helping
What is the difference between killing and not killing
Her gaze passed over the several powerful men standing in front of her and fell on Master Buyu, as if she was thinking about something.
Such an answer is obviously not far from everyone's expectations.
For a moment, many people frowned.
But even if Master Buyu did not ascend, or failed to ascend for some inhumane reasons, it was not something they could comment on. Moreover, he was a great devil who had killed many cultivators before, so it was not easy for them to speak casually.
Fudaoshanren, on the other hand, didn't care much. After hearing his words, which seemed to be a rejection or an agreement, he just raised the broken bamboo pole in his hand and snorted, "If you don't want to stay, we don't want to stay in your shabby place either. Let's go!"
After saying that, he walked out.
The rest of the people were simply dumbfounded by their incoherent communication. They couldn't just be as casual as Fudao Shanren, so they all bowed and said "goodbye" to Master Buyu before leaving.
Jianchou had received help from Master Buyu, so he stepped forward and bowed. He did not leave in a hurry, but just said: "I am Jianchou, a disciple of Yashan. In the past, I was helped by Master Buyu and successfully escaped from the Extreme Domain and returned to the Nineteen Continents. Now..."
"It's just a favor to me, so I just do it for the sake of convenience."
Master Buyu seemed to have guessed what she was going to say. There was no particular emotion on his old face. He was just fiddling with the chess pieces on the board.
"You go too."
“… I’ll take my leave, junior.”
Jianchou was slightly startled, but in the end he didn't say anything more, he bowed again and left. But before he left, he looked back and saw the old man sitting in the shadow of the dilapidated house, like a dead tree, revealing a gloomy loneliness.
There is a difference between humans and ghosts.
When a cultivator reaches great success in his practice, he can ascend to the upper realms. However, even if a ghost cultivator in the extreme realm reaches great success in his practice, he can only wait in this world until his lifespan is exhausted and his soul is scattered.
Ghost cultivators cannot ascend.
She slowly withdrew her gaze and walked back to Fudaoshanren.
The group walked out of the old alley.
Fairy Xuan Yue of the Yin Sect of the Northern Region said, "The world is full of changes. When I was only at the level of Out-of-Body, I saw Master Buyu fighting bloody battles. He was truly ruthless. But when I saw him again today, he was no longer the same as before. He looked so emaciated that his heart was as dead as ashes. It was really sad."
"He was the public enemy of the cultivation world back then. In fact, he has some blood debts and hatreds with all the major sects. It's better that he doesn't agree to us now. Otherwise, even if his cultivation level remains the same and he doesn't care much about other people's affairs, not everyone in our sect may be able to let go of the old grudges and stop caring about them."
The person who answered the call was Zhang Yuandai from the Demon Sealing Sword Sect.
His face was serious, and his brows were furrowed, obviously thinking of the time when the Nineteen Continents' cultivation world was at war with Master Buyu.
Zhenren Hengxu listened but did not comment.
After the sudden quarrels at the end of the Ghost Gate Battle, the relationship between the two leaders of Kunwu Yashan has obviously reached a freezing point.
Or rather, it has never been better.
It's just that the contradiction has finally been clearly laid out on the table.
It's not that the powerful ones are detached from worldly affairs. They are in different realms and positions, and they are all talking about going to the newly established base of Nineteen Continents in this city.
Jianchou just walked behind and listened.
She followed behind Fudao Shanren, with Fu Chaosheng on her left; Xie Buchen followed behind Hengxu Zhenren, to her right.
Before they had walked far, a group of monks came walking down the street ahead.
There were people from Kunwu and those from the outer sect, all of them were in a hurry.
The one walking in front was Wang Que, the fourth true disciple of Zhenren Hengxu. He always had an aura of seclusion that was different from the ordinary people. Even after changing his way of life, some of his old temperament was not immediately washed away and still remained in him.
But at this moment, a rare restraint and patience appeared on his face.
A mouth was chattering behind him, "Why are you like this? I told you, I really do know Jianchou, the Jianchou from Yashan! Although I am a ghost cultivator, you can't treat a prisoner so roughly, right? What's more, I am the one who 'walked into the trap' myself, aren't you being too disrespectful to me? Hey, I say..."
"Disciple greets Master and all the seniors."
However, Wang saw a group of people coming in front of him. He suppressed the urge to turn around and stuff the ghost cultivator's mouth, and bowed to greet them.
Master Hengxu frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Before Wang could answer, the voice suddenly became louder.
It was like discovering some surprise!
"Jianchou! Miss Jianchou! It's me, it's me! Chen Si! We know each other, we know each other!"
Jianchou was stunned for a moment. He felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he looked behind Wang Que and saw an "acquaintance"!
Who else could it be but Chen Tingyan, whom I met again in Jiyuyu in the past? !
He was dressed in an extravagant robe, looking elegant and refined. Even though he was a prisoner, he still held the fan in his hand with grace. When he saw her at this moment, it was as if he had seen a savior. His eyes lit up and he waved his arms at her vigorously, as if he was afraid that she couldn't see him. He was extremely excited.
All the powerful men didn't know who this ghost cultivator with low cultivation level was, and they just glanced at Jianchou at this moment.
But Xie Buchen, who was standing next to her, had already changed his expression slightly!
Chen Tingyan had known Jianchou since the Great Xia Dynasty on the isolated island of the human world, and they had also become friends when she fell into the polar region. Now that he suddenly saw her again, he really felt that he was blessed by God and had escaped from a desperate situation, and he was extremely happy.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted Jianchou to say a few words for him.
But just as he opened his mouth, his eyes flashed and he saw Xie Buchen standing next to Jianchou!
acquaintance!
Another acquaintance!
Although he was no longer wearing the elegant and luxurious robes that Marquis Xie used to wear, how could he make a mistake with the appearance and demeanor of the third young master of the Marquis’s mansion
Chen Tingyan's reaction was always slow when it shouldn't be slow, and fast when it shouldn't be fast. He suddenly blurted out: "It turns out that Third Young Master Xie has also entered the world of cultivation! I said that you and Miss Jianchou have been through hardships, and you are a couple with deep love. You will definitely grow old together! Those bastards in Jiyu actually said that you killed-"