The nine major sects, the Fuhua Sect.
This place is blessed by nature, the spiritual energy is so rich that it seems to be turning into substance, and a white belt is stretched across the mountains.
Xuanji Peak, the main peak of Fuhua Sect, is shrouded in vast mist and flickering clouds.
A maid dressed in pink stepped forward and spoke softly.
"Master, Zixiao's soul lamp has gone out, and he is confirmed dead."
The leader of Fuhua Sect, Jing Ruyu, sat by the pool, with her feet in the water and her black hair hanging down to her waist. Her aqua blue dress highlighted her slender figure.
A fluttering red flower fell from the branch and landed in her fat hands.
Jing Ruyu played with the flowers in her hand and asked nonchalantly, "Is Zixiao dead?"
The pink-dressed maid said, "Yes."
Jing Ruyu smiled proudly: "The Qin family had tampered with that phoenix a long time ago, and it was specifically used to deal with Zixiao. It drank Zixiao's blood, and then it would attack him like crazy. Zixiao's cultivation was at the Great Perfection of the Void Realm, his spiritual energy was unstable, and he was injured by the demon seed, so it was normal for him to fall."
The maid in pink was stunned and didn't say anything.
Jing Ruyu raised her eyes and glanced at her, her tone gentle and she smiled: "Do you think I am despicable? I was the one who asked Zixiao to go to Liuxianzhou to capture the phoenix. I took advantage of his sincerity and kindness and killed him."
The maid lowered her eyes and said, "No, I believe the Sect Master must have his own reasons for doing this."
Jing Ruyu nodded: "Indeed." Her eyes turned cold, and she rubbed the flowers in her hand, her tone as cold as a poisoned knife.
"As long as the Wangqing Sect is not overthrown and Xie Ying is not dead, there will never be peace in this world."
The maid turned pale instantly.
Jing Ruyu suddenly asked, "Do you believe that some people are born as demons?"
The maid shivered: "Disciple, disciple... I don't know."
Jing Ruyu's nails were as white as shells. She said to herself, "The demon species was born ten thousand years ago. When the nine major sects were established, they were meant to uphold justice in the world and protect the safety of the people."
"In order to avoid killing innocent people, we should first use immortal tools to detect the existence of Nightmare, confirm that it is a demon, and then kill it."
"But ever since Xie Ying took over the Immortal Alliance, the cultivation world has been in complete chaos."
"Count carefully, among the people Xie Ying has killed over the years, which one was confirmed to be a demon in advance!"
"He is a madman, violent, dictatorial, cruel and cold-blooded, and he kills people based on his own whims."
"But he is in charge of the Immortal Alliance and has the support of the Forget Love Sect. No one in the cultivation world can shake him!"
As Jing Ruyu spoke, her tone became increasingly fierce, and her eyes were filled with hatred and resentment.
Every time she woke up in the middle of the night, she seemed to dream of the cold snow-covered clothes, and the pale and cold hand holding the sword, like a ghost. In the eyes of outsiders, Xie Ying was elegant and clear, like a banished immortal who was unattainable. Only they knew that Xie Ying's majesty silently shrouded the entire Nanzezhou.
The unreachable figure in the Xiaoyu Palace only makes people suffocate and despair!
Jing Ruyu suddenly crushed the red flower in her hand: "Zi Xiao's death is the first step to overthrow the Wang Qing Sect! In my opinion, the Wang Qing Sect should have given up its number one position in the world long ago - to the Qin family."
"Unlike Xie Ying, the Qin family is a family of saints and great benevolence."
Jing Ruyu sneered coldly and said, "The Qin family advocates 'benevolence and education', believing that human nature is good and no one is born a demon. They believe that even demons that are parasitized by nightmares have the possibility of turning to good and should have a glimmer of hope."
"Yes, those demons are so innocent that they don't even know what they have done wrong. They also have their own wives, children, parents, and their own lives. Why should they die?"
"Two hundred years ago, the Qin family researched a method to 'eliminate nightmares' from ancient books. This method can eliminate nightmares in people's sea of consciousness without harming their lives. They also built 480 temples to receive demons from all over the world, 'eliminate nightmares' for them, and give them a new life."
"Most sects in the cultivation world have obeyed the Qin family's orders and set up interrogation rooms. If they catch any demons that have not committed any mistakes, they will be sent there—"
"Only Xie Ying, and only Xie Ying!"
"He broke with the Qin family directly, causing the entire Nine Sects and Three Gates to split into two factions, and they are as hostile as fire and water!"
Jing Ruyu ruthlessly trampled the petals in her hands, the red flower juice staining her palms like blood. She gritted her teeth and said, "Xie Ying...Xie Ying..."
"—If Xie Ying doesn't die, there will never be peace in the world!"
After hearing this, the maid felt confused.
Xie Ying... Immortal Duwei
Wow.
The jade feet raised crystal water splashes.
Jing Ruyu stood up from the pool, her aqua blue dress embroidered with white lace, like the floating stamens of a green flower. Although her back was slender, the majesty from the Spiritual Transformation Stage was still chilling.
Jing Ruyu calmed down and her eyes became grim.
Halfway through her walk, she suddenly said, "The Qingyun Conference has begun, and the nine major sects are also going to start recruiting disciples, right?"
The maid came back to her senses from her stiffness and said respectfully, "Yes."
Jing Ruyu uttered a short cold laugh: "Very good."
Yan Qing was dumbfounded.
Damn it.
Chengying, you don't deserve death? I think you deserve death!
Why are you dragging me into this for no reason
You'd better not fall into my hands in the future!
Yan Qing gritted his teeth and secretly kept a record of Chengying.
When the word "fiancée" came out, maybe it wasn't just Yan Qing who was stupid, but also the two people from Wangqing Sect. "..." Tianshu now just wanted to tear Chengying's mouth. I saved you with good intentions, and this is how you hurt me? !
He didn't care about his manners at all, he rushed over and covered Chengying's mouth, his face twisted: "Chengying, what nonsense are you talking about! What fiancée! Stop talking nonsense! Stop talking nonsense!"
Chengying's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit his hand open: "Why, you were so majestic before, but now you don't dare to recognize me?"
He pointed at Yan Qing who was hiding at the end of the crowd, his face grim: "Didn't you guys keep saying before that this idiot is Xie Ying's Taoist partner!"
The round-faced boy was choked and his face turned red. He became angry and said, "Chengying, stop talking nonsense and slandering me!"
Cheng Ying sneered, "You dare to do it but not admit it. Everyone present heard what you said clearly. Do you really think you can keep it secret?"
Tianshu had a splitting headache and felt like he was going to faint: "Ouch."
"… "
Yan Qing collapsed: Let me go.
He quietly held the red string hanging from his wrist. Now, only this string that locked his soul could make him feel at ease.
He and Xie Shiyi had known each other for too long and were too familiar with each other. He understood Xie Shiyi and knew how quick-witted and terribly perceptive he was.
Yan Qing lowered his head, hoping that Xie Shiyi's gaze would not fall on him.
Fortunately, soul silk should really be useful...
Xie Shiyi has never looked over here!
He didn't recognize him?!
The round-faced boy's momentum instantly wilted after hearing Chengying's words.
He raised his head carefully and said, "... Thank you, Senior Brother. Chengying didn't tell us everything. We can explain this matter when we return to the sect..."
But he quickly swallowed back his fearful words.
Above the sky, blue clouds are rolling, purple thunder and black fog are appearing, with a tremendous momentum.
Xie Shiyi's snow-white dress looked like pearls and jade.
He held the No Regrets Sword in his hand and looked here with a cold and distant gaze, as if he was watching a farce that was not funny at all.
Under his gaze, the round-faced boy's mind went blank, his face turned red, and he suddenly didn't know what to do with his hands.
It was like a bolt of lightning splitting my limbs and bones.
Too.
… Why do they think that Senior Brother Xie would care about such things
Tianshu, as an elder, was the only one who could speak at the scene. He trembled and said softly, "Duwei, this is a long story. Zixiao died in the Huichun Sect, and it was this young man who took care of him in his last days. He, he is considered a great benefactor of our Wangqing Sect... Regarding the marriage, there are actually some misunderstandings..."
Xie Shiyi nodded and smiled, without any emotion, and said, "Well, Uncle Master, do you have anything else to say?"
Tianshu was suddenly speechless: "I... no more."
Xie Shiyi turned his head and said to his subordinates calmly: "Open the Dongxu Secret Realm."
"yes."
Xie Shiyi turned around, his robes that glowed silver swept away the chaos, and he said in a cold tone: "Start the formation."
"yes."
Everyone cried out in shock at once—
"Thank you Ying!"
"Duwei!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sword formation that was above the valley of Huichun Sect was activated. The golden thunder that had been hidden in the dark clouds rolled down and fell on the mountain peaks, crushing everything in its path.
Strong winds blew up, sweeping up millions of peach blossoms, spreading across the sky, earth and the world.
"Thank you Ying!"
Chengying's eyes were bloodshot!
But soon, he was stunned, because the peach blossoms brushed against his cheeks, but this time they did not carry the familiar murderous intent that belonged to Xie Ying.
Isn't this a killing array?!
Chengying looked up, through the peach blossom rain, at the sky filled with golden thunder and purple lightning. He saw a semicircular barrier visible to the naked eye appearing above the Huichun Sect, no one was allowed to leave, and no one was allowed to enter.
Yan Qing was still trying to hold back his laughter.
This group of people really don’t understand Xie Shiyi.
Do you think Xie Shiyi would be surprised if you suddenly told him that he has a fiancée? Hahahahaha naive.
The Soul-Locking Breath was indeed useful. As long as Xie Shiyi didn't recognize him, they would not be able to have any intersection.
When Yan Qing recalled the plot of the original novel, he admired the Wangqing Sect very much and was curious about what method they used to make Xie Shiyi agree.
That's amazing. After all, in his impression, Xie Shiyi is terribly self-centered when he grows up, and everything he does is only within his plan. He is also terribly calm, and basically has no emotions such as curiosity or surprise.
Yan Qing couldn't help but feel secretly proud: I am worthy of you.
"Let me out, let me out, let me out!" Bu Zhi howled in his sleeves as if he was crying out for injustice. Later, he got angry and rushed around in his sleeves: "Let me out! Let me out!"
Yan Qing was so complacent that he loosened his grip on its wings slightly, allowing the lively bat to find an opportunity—
"Let me out..." Bu Dezhi was biting the red string on his wrist when he suddenly saw a ray of daylight. Bu Dezhi was overjoyed and burst into tears: "Ah, I'm alive!"
It flapped its bony wings and diligently crawled out from Yan Qing's sleeve.
The moment he saw the light again, Buzhi suddenly burst into laughter: “Hahahahahahahahaha!”
Its claws entangled the red line hanging from Yan Qing's wrist. The moment it rushed out, Yan Qing was caught off guard and was pulled forward, staggering a step and falling directly to the ground.
Yan Qing's pupils shrank and the smile froze on his face.
Chengying still didn't understand why Xie Yingbu did this, but the next second, he knew.
The moment I felt frustrated, the wind and thunder suddenly stopped!
Immediately afterwards, a chilling feeling that penetrated people's hearts spread from the earth.
Peach blossoms are frozen in the air, everything is silent, as if time has stopped.
Everyone was stunned.
"This is?"
Boom!
Suddenly the formation started to turn again.
Wind and thunder accompanied peach blossoms, catching the breath of "nightmare", breaking through the sky with the force of thunder, and striking straight at them -
Purple lightning and golden light, crimson as blood, the scene is colorful and magnificent!
"It wasn't easy, but I finally saw the light again."
He flapped his wings in frustration, and before he had the chance to take a good look at the light he had fought for, he was almost blinded by the light before his eyes.
"?"
The frustrated bird became stupid.
OMG!!
The "light" is running towards it!!!
"No, Dezhi!" Yan Qing's veins bulged and he called its name word by word with gritted teeth.
But he was immediately shocked by the overwhelming peach blossom wind and thunder. This killing array was created by Xie Shiyi, and he had a hard time fighting in his previous life.
What's more, now.
Yan Qing pulled the silly bird back, his pupils shrank, and he said, "Go!"
The red line between the fingers instantly extended under the power of the technique, and its afterimage was like a snake, changing into various forms.
But he hasn't fully displayed his skills yet—
Suddenly, the peach blossoms suddenly shattered into thin air.
bump.
The sound of peach blossoms cracking is light and ethereal, like a fragile dream.
Flakes of snow fell from the sky, and a fine snow fell in March.
Yan Qing was stunned. He was holding Bu Zhi in his hand and kneeling on the ground. He had black hair and a green dress. His long sleeves were trailing and the red string on his wrist was lost in the peach blossom snow.
Unsuccessful Xiaoming didn't know whether to live or die. He poked his head out of Yan Qing's hand, saying in a surprised and proud tone: "Damn it, damn it, damn it, did you see that the light just came towards me!"
Yan Qing just wanted to strangle it to death, and in fact he really did.
Yan Qing looked at Bu Zhi, who was foaming at the mouth and had souls flying out of his head, and said softly: "... Now the god of death is coming for you too."
In the silence, he heard footsteps.
Yan Qing lowered his head, and could only see the white robe approaching. The ice-blue gauze was cold and elegant, brushing against the fine snow peach blossoms. Just walking like this, it also made people feel a sense of oppression as if their heart had suddenly stopped and they could not breathe.
Yan Qing was slightly stunned for a moment.
For some reason, Xie Shiyi reminded him of the little kid who practiced sword silently on the roof when he was seven years old.
After Xie Shiyi became blind, he became more withdrawn. Because he had a handle on him, he couldn't win an argument. What he often did was to jump off the roof and go back to his room to sleep after being angry and speechless.
The vines on the old tiled roof blew gently, the midsummer night was clear and bright, and the frustrated self seemed to be there just yesterday.
"Xie Shiyi, can't you tell east from west? I said east! East! East! - Or is it that your ears don't work well! Damn! The stairs are over there! Why are you walking here? Damn, don't jump! If you faint from the pain, I'll strangle you to death! - Xie Shiyi!!!"
Time is like the wind on this day, turning the scattered flowers into snow, and little by little, transforming the child who was cold but would still quarrel with him, glare at him, and become autistic, into the master of Xiaoyu Palace who is now in a high position and has unpredictable thoughts.
Yan Qing came back to his senses.
Xie Shiyi stopped and the corners of his clothes fell like flowing clouds.
"Look up." He suddenly spoke softly, his tone light, like thin ice breaking.
Yan Qing did not move. The next moment he felt a chill on his chin, and the cold tip of the Buhui Sword slowly lifted his chin.
Yan Qing forced herself to shed a few tears at the critical moment—
He didn't even dare give Xie Shiyi time to look at him or the silk in his hand!
In a flash.
Yan Qing gritted his teeth and simply threw the unconscious Bu Zhi out. Tears streaming down his face, he rushed forward and hugged Xie Shiyi's waist: "Immortal Lord!"
He burst into tears:
"Ahh, I was scared to death, Immortal Master! I almost died just now, Immortal Master!"