Watching the woman and the old man looking at each other's reactions, the former was uneasy, while the latter was moody.
"you… "
The old man paused just as he began to say a sentence because he heard a series of "crackling...crackling..." sounds coming closer and closer. Although the sound was faint, it was particularly abrupt amid the sound of wind and snow.
The old man looked at the woman beside him, stood up from the mat, and the small door of the wooden house opened automatically again. He looked through the door in a direction not far away.
A man in a white shirt, who looked extremely thin in this harsh winter, was walking towards them.
This canyon is located in a backlit position, and is not only dark but also full of evil spirits. In autumn and summer, the ground is full of shallow swamps with black mud, and the wooden house is also raised on several wooden piles.
It was winter now and the surrounding swamps had already been frozen. When Ji Yuan walked over, the ice made crisp "crunch...crunch..." sounds, but he did not crack the ice.
What's even more bizarre is that whenever Ji Yuan walked on the ice, the dirt under his feet would move to the sides, resulting in clean ice blocks appearing on the path where Ji Yuan walked.
If it were ordinary sludge, it would not be so special, but the sludge here obviously carries evil and foul air, so it will be especially expelled from Ji Yuan's body.
Although there is inevitably some black mud deeper underground, it still forms a very sharp contrast with the other ice surfaces around it, giving it a sense of incompatibility while looking very clean.
This phenomenon of dirt separating by itself was something the old man had never seen before in his life. He didn't sense any trace of magic at all. The person was just simply stepping on the ice. Moreover, the old man didn't think that a high-level immortal cultivator would be so bored as to squeeze out the mud from the ice for fun.
The old man watched Ji Yuan approaching with his pupils contracted. He used his Dharma Eyes to observe him, and no matter how he looked at him, he seemed to be just a "mortal" without any power or divine light. He could only see the anger of a mortal.
If some magical weapon or talisman was used, how come there is no trace of magic power
Combined with other current situations, there is only one possibility that can be deduced from the old man's absurd perception, that is, the person who came is extremely powerful, so powerful that he cannot understand it with his own ability, so he can see nothing and feel nothing.
As the man in white shirt got closer and closer in the icy swamp, his features became clearer and clearer. There were still a lot of snowflakes on his head, his face was calm, and his pair of old eyes were particularly eye-catching. Looking into them was like an ancient well, and it was breathtaking. A feeling of flawlessness became stronger and stronger.
If this kind of existence really wanted to kill this so-called "disciple" who was neither human nor ghost, there was no way that she could escape, and it was even possible that she would not even have time to feel anything.
"She was driven here directly! What a traitor!"
The old man gritted his teeth in his heart but dared not show anything on his face. The only confidence he had now was a few special talismans and a small stone pendant. Seeing Ji Yuan approaching the wooden house more than ten feet away, he pretended to be humble and bowed to greet him.
"My fellow Taoist, why are you visiting my humble abode in the middle of winter? I wonder what you can do for me?"
Ji Yuan just stood outside the wooden house, reaching out to smooth the hair that was blocked in front of his lips by the cold wind and passing it over the back of his neck. He looked carefully at the old man and the trembling woman beside him. It seemed that he had no intention of paying any attention to the old man, let alone returning the gift.
This scene was a little embarrassing for the old man, but he didn't dare to say anything angry.
"Fellow Daoist, are you looking for this ghost mother?"
The old man pointed at the pregnant woman beside him.
"Master..."
"Master! I killed an evil cultivator a few years ago and found a book of evil techniques on him. It actually contained some tips on refining the Nine-Child Ghost Mother. I was curious so I stayed to take a look. I didn't expect that when I went out, it was stolen by this woman who went into the mountains to chop wood."
As the old man spoke, he stroked his beard and squinted his eyes, winked at the woman with a fierce look on his face, and then continued.
"Today this woman actually came to me for help and even called me her master. Even if I knew that she was practicing evil, she would definitely cause trouble. Fortunately, this woman's practice of evil seems to be at a very early stage. She is just pregnant."
After saying these words in a sanctimonious manner, the old man turned around and faced Ji Yuan again.
"If you don't mind, you can go to the house to rest. This matter was caused by me, so I can't escape the blame..."
Ji Yuan opened his magic eyes and looked at this old man who was more sage-like than himself in some ways, but he could not see any evil spirit in him. Apart from his strong temper, his magic power was restrained within his body, and his spiritual energy and magic power did not show outside his body. He seemed to be a very successful practitioner.
But if Ji Yuan opened his eyes wider, he could see a faint talisman light appearing on the other party's arm inside his sleeve. A faint spiritual light flowed around the old man, as if a film was attached to his body. At the same time, there was also a talisman hidden in his left sleeve, which was obviously covering up the original aura while also having another backup plan.
Although it seemed that the backup plan was ready, Ji Yuan looked as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, which still put a lot of psychological pressure on the old man. Fortunately, Ji Yuan finally spoke.
"You said she is still in the early stages of her cultivation? I don't think so. This woman has trained seven devils and is ready to kill everyone in the county. How could she not be in the early stages of her cultivation? She must have been taught by a famous teacher."
Ji Yuan's words were calm, without any emotion in them.
"What!? They have already trained seven devils? They even threatened to kill everyone in the county?"
The old man looked at the woman in anger.
"You are such a brave witch! No wonder you look so angry, it turns out you have done so many evil things!"
As his eyes flashed, the old man's magic power surged and he started to use fire.
"You can't stay with this witch!"
When the angry shout rang out, the old man had already made a hand gesture and waved his sleeves, and a burst of fire fell towards the woman. The latter had never expected that the master whom she absolutely trusted would do such a thing, and she was so panicked that she didn't even have time to escape.
"Zheng..."
When the sound of the long sword being unsheathed was heard, a silver light appeared in front of the pregnant woman and the old man. The sword energy, sharper than the cold wind and ice and snow, swept past, and the fire that the old man was controlling was directly cut off.
The old man was sweating as he looked at the palm-wide groove on the ground. It had cut through the floor of the wooden house and the frozen mud underneath. Looking down, it was pitch black and he couldn't tell how deep it was.
He raised his stiff neck and saw that a long cut had been made on the top of the wooden roof from front to back. Looking up at the sky through the crack, he saw a faint green light hanging in the sky.
"The Immortal Sword!"
Seeing the old man's reaction, Ji Yuan sneered in his heart and spoke again.
"You can try the talisman in your sleeve to see if it can save your life. Humph, you have cultivated yourself in a hut in a gloomy and polluted place. My eyes have been polluted."
Ji Yuan put his left arm behind his back and caught the snowflakes with his right hand. The snowflakes melted into snow water as soon as they fell into his palm, and the snowflakes gathered into a word in the old man's invisible palm.
Although he said harsh words, the old man obviously would not sit still and wait for death. The magic power in his body was already surging. In order to prevent any accidents, he would probably have to kill the old man first.
The pregnant woman was now in a state of fear and anxiety. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that her master wanted to kill her to silence her, and the man in white would not let her go. It was at this moment that she saw her master yelling at her.
"run!"
The cabin suddenly collapsed, and a huge wave of earth rose from the ground, crushing towards Ji Yuan who was more than ten feet away. The old man even suddenly escaped underground with yellow light.
Amid the rumbling sound of the earth-shaking mountains, in just a moment, Ji Yuan was shrouded in a shadow.
The earth waves were more than ten feet high, supporting the two ends of the canyon. The upper end rolled down and seemed to cover the sky and the sun.
Ji Yuan retreated swiftly in a flash, using his dragon-like body movements to their fullest.
The sword points forward and the order is given.
"cut…"
Zheng~~~~
The Qingteng Sword was unsheathed again, and this time the sword light was far more powerful than the previous one.
Swish~ a silver streak flashed by, and a huge earth wave directly split the two sides. At the same time, the sword light did not diminish, and it directly covered the distant mountains and rivers.
"ah… "
A short scream sounded from underground.
Ji Yuan was still frightened. Seeing that the pregnant woman was still fleeing rapidly towards the other end of the canyon, he snorted coldly.
"Certainly!"
The water-written word "Ding" that condensed the power of the imperial decree on the palm of her right hand disappeared immediately. At the same time, the woman in the distance felt her body suddenly stiffen. She maintained the momentum of her jump and slammed headfirst into the rock next to her with a "bang".
Even so, she couldn't move at all, couldn't even breathe or blink, and the evil magic power in her body seemed dead, like a corpse with thoughts still in place.
Ji Yuan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when his spiritual sense moved again. He stretched out his hand and counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but utter a sound of surprise.
"Hmm! Not dead?"
Although the old man's body that was chopped apart underground had flesh and blood, it was actually just a fake body.
"It's not that easy to run away!"
Ji Yuan jumped up and flew rapidly on the clouds and the wind. The Qingteng Sword in the sky even made a hateful sound and flew away with the sword light that split the wind.
Under the ground of Tingqiu Mountain, the old man was holding the Taixu Earth Escape Talisman and frantically exerting his magic power. He was already frightened to the point of his heart and liver being about to burst, and the life-saving talisman in his other sleeve was shattered by a single blow.
Moreover, based on the induction of the magic formula he had practiced, his "disciple" was also in a strange state of neither life nor death. He had just vaguely heard the word "ding", and he could not imagine what kind of strange magic had hit him.
"No, I can't save it! If I don't use it now, my life will be in jeopardy!"
The old man crushed a small yellow stone in his hand and kept muttering in a low voice.
"God of Tingqiu Mountain, save me! God of the Mountain, save me! God of the Mountain, save me!"