Lu Xiaochan thought that maybe because she couldn't see the soup dumpling, she picked it up incorrectly, causing it to break easily.
Thinking of this, he came up with another idea: "Brother Wuxi, you pick up the soup dumplings and I'll blow them for you!"
"good."
It was Shu Wuxi's turn to hold the soup dumpling and bring it to Lu Xiaochan's lips. He took a small bite carefully, then blew on it, making the dumpling puff up slightly, and then Shu Wuxi ate it.
"Brother Wuxi, is it delicious?"
"It's delicious. But..."
"Just what?"
"I always think of these soup dumplings as you. Take a bite, then eat them in your mouth."
He spoke seriously, but Lu Xiaochan's ears suddenly turned red. He jumped up, grabbed Shu Wuxi and left.
"Xiaochan, what's wrong?"
"Eat you!" Lu Xiaochan felt very itchy inside.
From a distance, I heard the stall owner shouting, "You haven't paid yet!"
Lu Xiaochan had already dragged Shu Wuxi away on his sword, and a silver bean fell down and landed right in the back of the boss's collar.
"Oh! What is this! What is this!" The boss jumped for a long time before he found the silver bean, and immediately smiled happily.
Most of the inns at the foot of Zhuxu Mountain were simple and shabby. Lu Xiaochan was feeling restless, and after having eaten and drunk his fill, he just stepped into the inn and took a gold bean from Shu Wuxi's body. Without waiting for the innkeeper to call him, he dragged Shu Wuxi upstairs.
When the boss saw the golden beans thrown by the other party, his face was so full of smiles that wrinkles appeared on his face. He called out "Waiter" and followed him.
"My two guests! The first room in our restaurant—"
"It doesn't matter whether you go up to the roof or not!" Lu Xiaochan shook her wrist, "The most important thing is that the bed is solid! It won't fall apart even if struck by lightning!"
"The beds in our store are made of Nanli agarwood! They are very sturdy!"
Lu Xiaochan had just pushed Shu Wuxi into the No. 1 upper room and then closed the door with a clang.
The innkeeper stood outside the door, stunned, then looked at the golden beans in his hand, and immediately his face was full of smiles again.
"Sir, if you have anything to say, just let me know!"
"It's okay! It's okay!"
Lu Xiaochan pushed Shu Wuxi onto the couch. Shu Wuxi sat with his back straight and looked at Lu Xiaochan with his brows lowered. Lu Xiaochan licked his lips and said, "Let's see who is the soup dumpling between the two of us!"
He frivolously lifted the strand of hair near Shu Wuxi's ear with his fingers, and then kissed her.
He wanted to give it a good lick with the tip of his tongue, but his shoulders were held down and he was thrown onto the couch.
With a cry of "Ouch", Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes and saw Shu Wuxi covering him with his hands on his ears.
Lu Xiaochan showed an unhappy look: "Can't you just give way to me?"
"No." Shu Wuxi replied.
After saying that, he pressed down and stirred her body, kissing Lu Xiaochan so hard that she felt dizzy.
Lu Xiaochan didn't understand. It was just a kiss, so how could Shu Wuxi kiss so hard? Lu Xiaochan always felt like he had become some kind of evil heretic. Shu Wuxi's kiss was like a sword array that could kill evil, and it was going to refine him, leaving nothing behind!
Lu Xiaochan thought, his cultivation was just average before! But now it is different, he has refined the Demon Lord Mi Yi, and he doesn't believe that he can't break free from Shu Wuxi!
But... if you don't let me catch my breath, I will really ascend to heaven and reincarnate!
Shu Wuxi seemed to know that Lu Xiaochan was about to die, and finally let out a sigh of relief. He pursed Lu Xiaochan's upper lip, then propped up his upper body to prevent himself from pressing on him, and looked down at him.
Lu Xiaochan took several deep breaths, her eyes were filled with tears, and her hair fell down as she struggled, wrapping around her cheeks and ears.
Lu Xiaochan's mind was still confused. When Shu Wuxi's fingers brushed away the hair on his cheek, he suddenly came to his senses and cast a healing spell on Shu Wuxi's brow.
Shu Wuxi stood there in a daze until the healing spell penetrated into his body, then he stood up.
It was the first time that Lu Xiaochan saw Shu Wuxi's confused look. She found it extremely funny and clapped her hands: "Hahahaha! I'll give you a Qingyuan spell! Purify your mind and reduce desires—"
Who knew that this curse had no effect on Shu Wuxi at all? He hooked Lu Xiaochan's belt and pulled it hard, saying, "Then cast a curse on yourself. It was obviously you who provoked me first!"
Seeing the impending storm, Lu Xiaochan's heart skipped a beat. It's all over!
Lu Xiaochan just wanted to compete with Shu Wuxi and always wanted to flip over him, but who knew that being on top also had its own pain.
After a while, Lu Xiaochan was heard humming in a trembling voice: "I want to lie down..."
"no."
Lu Xiaochan just wanted to lie down, and Shu Wuxi just supported him. The two fought back and forth, and their spiritual energy collided. Shu Wuxi completely crushed Lu Xiaochan. Lu Xiaochan made up his mind and directly shook the couch down by himself.
Hearing the loud noise, the innkeeper who was touching the golden bean was shocked all over and quickly ran over to take a look.
Oh my god!
It was like an earthquake.
"You two... are you... going to tear down the store?"
"No, no, no, we have been specializing in dismantling couches for a hundred years... No, no, a thousand years..."
Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi and said, "Ten thousand years!"
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when he said “ten thousand years”, Shu Wuxi seemed to laugh.
In the days that followed, Lu Xiaochan took Shu Wuxi for strolls here and there, and he would even take a nap in Shu Wuxi's arms while flying with a sword.
They ate sweet and sour fish by the Muxing River, spicy wild rabbit from Wenming Mountain, and countless other dim sum snacks.
After eating and drinking, Lu Xiaochan felt sleepy, so she took Shu Wuxi to rent a small boat. Shu Wuxi sat on it and Lu Xiaochan slept on him. A large lotus leaf just covered her face. Lu Xiaochan smacked her lips as she slept soundly.
The flowing clouds slowly changed into different shapes and passed over their heads.
Lu Xiaochan closed her eyes and asked lazily, "Brother Wuxi... do you feel bored... that those Tibetan classics in Wuyijingtian are not as interesting?"
Shu Wuxi hugged him and said calmly: "Come to think of it, this might be the life I want to spend with you."
"Hahaha? Really?" Lu Xiaochan turned over and lay on Shu Wuxi's body and asked.
"Really. You are in the world of fancy, but no matter what you eat, drink, play, or meet, you think of me."
Lu Xiaochan's heart trembled, and she hugged Shu Wuxi and kissed him hard several times.
"Don't put pressure on me! It will cause trouble!" Lu Xiaochan said very seriously.
They let the boat drift with the current, and at night they could see the different scenery on both sides of the river and the lights of thousands of homes.
When passing by an area with pure waters, you can see fireflies lying on the shore, and Lu Xiaochan lying on the boat's side.
He suddenly realized that it was not because Shu Wuxi was not good enough in the past that he was worried about gains and losses.
But I am always unsatisfied.
"Brother Wuxi! Brother Wuxi! I have a question for you!"
Lu Xiaochan stroked her hand in the water.
"What do you want to ask?"
“Where does this river end?”
"Of course it's the Boundless Sea in Dongxu."
"What's at the end of the night?"
"Dawn."
"What about me?" Lu Xiaochan asked again.
"You will never have an end." Shu Wuxi gently touched Lu Xiaochan's head.
Lu Xiaochan narrowed her eyes and blew away the firefly that was resting on the tip of her nose.
"Brother Wu Xi is an idiot. Of course you are my end!"
Shu Wuxi didn't say anything for a long time, but Lu Xiaochan knew that he was happy by listening to his heartbeat.
The boat left the fireflies. Lu Xiaochan took a nap for too long and didn't feel sleepy at night.
As they floated, the scenery on both sides of the river gradually became wider. The original water village houses slowly turned into steep rocks, which actually gave off a somewhat desolate feeling.
Lu Xiaochan complained quietly, "If I had known earlier, I should have gotten off the boat and found a family to drink some hot soup."
At this moment, at the top of the cliff in front, two spiritual energies collided, causing a great shock. Even the small boat where Lu Xiaochan was was shaken back several feet.
A figure fell from the cliff. Lu Xiaochan listened carefully and suddenly his whole body tensed up. The Wuhen Sword was unsheathed. He pulled Shu Wuxi and flew away on the sword.
"It's Jiang Wuchao—"
Lu Xiaochan recognized the sound of the bell on his sword tassel.
Just as Jiang Wuchao was about to fall into the water, Lu Xiaochan grabbed him by the collar, and Shu Wuxi grabbed his Minglan Sword.
"Who is that person on the cliff? How could he hurt Jiang Wuchao?"
In Lu Xiaochan's heart, Jiang Wuchao is a good guy, and the one who hurt Jiang Wuchao is naturally a big bad guy!
And who on earth is it that dares to provoke Zhiwu Villa
Lu Xiaochan immediately used her spirit identification skills and sensed that two people with extraordinary spiritual energy were flying away on swords, but they were leaving in two different directions. Which one should she chase
"The one going west should be Lord Zhao Lan." Shu Wuxi said.
"Mr. Zhao Lan?"
No matter what, Zhao Lanjun fled after the incident in Xiyuan, and didn't even dare to come back to apologize. He was either possessed by a demon or he was too cowardly and irresponsible.
The speed of the Wuhen Sword was so fast that the wind passed by Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi like a blade.
It's just that these two people were able to resist with their spiritual energy, but Jiang Wuchao was in a miserable state. When the wind blade blew, his pants made a "hissing" sound first, and by the time Lu Xiaochan reacted, Jiang Wuchao's inner clothes were almost gone!
"Oh my dear mother!"
Lu Xiaochan was just lowering his head, and Shu Wuxi raised his hand to block his eyes, saying nothing in a depressed tone.
What it means is, you are not allowed to look at other men.
Just don’t watch it.
In a short moment, Zhao Lanjun felt the immortal sword approaching from behind him, and without thinking, he formed a sword formation and swung it backwards.
Lu Xiaochan raised the corner of her mouth, condensed the water vapor in the wind, turned it into a flying sword formation, broke through Zhao Lanjun's sword formation, and kicked Zhao Lanjun on the back.
Zhao Lanjun never expected that with his own skills, he would be so vulnerable in front of the opponent, and he was in a very embarrassing state when he fell down.
Originally, the Zhaolan Sword wanted to protect its master, but Lu Xiaochan formed a sword formation and trapped it inside.
Zhao Lanjun shouted loudly and fell into the forest.
Lu Xiaochan chased after him, passed through layers of dense forests, and found Zhao Lanjun.
He was hanging on the tree, his face covered with scratches, and he was trying to summon his sword, but there was no response for a long time.
He looked up and saw a large formation through the gaps between the branches, which trapped his sword like a cage. It was like a headless fly, unable to break out.
Lord Zhaolan was greatly shocked. What kind of person had such power to trap his Zhaolan Sword
Who knew that Lu Xiaochan came in front of him, holding Jiang Wuchao in one hand, with Shu Wuxi standing behind him. The traceless sword under his feet seemed to be flowing with water, with extraordinary spiritual energy.
"You... you are..."
"Who am I? You don't remember me?" Lu Xiaochan touched his chin, "Zhao Lanjun, you have a really bad memory!"
"You are from Qianqiu Palace! You were sitting behind Mo Qianqiu at the welcoming banquet that day!"
"Oh, you finally remembered?"
Lu Xiaochan smiled with her eyes narrowed, but Zhao Lanjun felt doubtful.
A mere teenager actually has such a high level of cultivation. His sword formation is thick and powerful, and the changes are so fast that it is impossible to guard against.
When did the disciples of Qianqiu Palace become so powerful
Even the sword at his feet... At first glance it looks gentle and bright, but if you look at it again, you will know that the profound spiritual energy is gathered in this sword, and the extreme softness is the ultimate hardness.
"Mr. Zhao Lan, your master has confessed his crimes to the world. If you don't go back and apologize, do you intend to go all the way to the end?"
"My Immortal Lord, please don't misunderstand me! I led the Master of Qianqiu Palace out of Chongluan Palace that day because I obeyed my master's orders! Later, when the matter was exposed, Uncle Faning asked the three of us brothers whether we were willing to go with him, or stay in Xiyuan and be punished by the world with my master Haofu..."
"So you chose to follow your master Fanning?"
"At that time, Fanning told me and my two brothers that he had evidence that Hao Fu was not worthy of becoming the Xiyuan Sword Sect! As long as the three of us get this evidence, we can go back to Xiyuan and turn the tables!"
"Your master has given up his position as the Sword Sect leader, and he is very sincere, volunteering to stay in Xiyuan Town to guard the Yuxie Bell. The evidence that your uncle Faning mentioned should be Chunning Jun, right?"
"You know? Yes, Chun Ning Jun witnessed Hao Fu's possession of the devil and his appearance was destroyed by him. He was also the witness of Hao Fu exhausting the last vitality of the previous Xiyuan Sword Sect. I didn't expect that the evil demon in Master's heart had been eliminated and he openly admitted all these sins. Even if Chun Ning Jun was found, it would only prove the sins he admitted..."
"Yeah, so what? Your uncle Faning is really weird! If he really wants Chun Ning Jun's best interests, he should send her to Tai Ling Pavilion! Even if he can't cure her face, Kunwu can make her a mask so she can wear it and meet people in the future!"
"It was because Master Faning's behavior was irrational that the three of us brothers wanted to find out what he was planning so that we could atone for our sins... so we pretended to continue following him... Finally, we found out what Master Faning was planning to do!"
"What does he want to do?" Lu Xiaochan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"He wants to send Chun Ning Jun to Tai Ling Pavilion!"
"Yes, to cure the disease and heal the face, shouldn't we go to Tailing Pavilion? But Kunwu is still in Xiyuan to adjust the inner elixir for Haofu..."
Faning wants to take advantage of Kunwu's absence, as he has other plans for Tailing Pavilion!
"He wants to pull out the spiritual vine 'Qianli Chanjuan'! Refine it into a golden elixir and give it to Chun Ningjun to take!"
If Kunwu hears this, he will spit out blood!
"What's going on with Jiang Wuchao?" Lu Xiaochan asked coldly.
"Jiang Zhangjian was ordered to hunt us down, but before we finished our work, Uncle Faning ordered us to get rid of him! Chen Jie-jun continued to follow Uncle Faning, so Qing Ling-jun and I had no choice but to take action... But you see, we didn't take Jiang Zhangjian's life! It shows that we two intended to let him go!"
Lu Xiaochan glanced at Jiang Wuchao.
Indeed, since Qing Lingjun and Zhao Lanjun attacked together, it would not be difficult to kill Jiang Wuchao. However, although Jiang Wuchao was injured and fainted, he was still alive, which showed that these two people really showed mercy.
"Brother Wuxi, what do you think we should do? Send a letter from the bluebird, asking Kunwu to return to Tailing Pavilion as soon as possible?"
"Of course. Qingling-jun went in different directions from you. What did he want to do?" Shu Wuxi asked.
"Of course he wants to catch up with his uncle."
"It's hard to tell the difference between true and false, real and fake." Lu Xiaochan tilted her head and looked at Zhao Lanjun, "We can't trust you easily, but we can't not trust you either."
"Uncle-master has gone to pick up Chun Ningjun. If you don't believe me, you can also rush to Tai Ling Pavilion. At least you will arrive before uncle-master." Zhao Lanjun looked very sincere.
Lu Xiaochan glanced at Jiang Wuchao and said to Shu Wuxi, "Well, let's go back to Tailing Pavilion. Jiang Wuchao also needs to recuperate."
Shu Wuxi nodded.
Lu Xiaochan withdrew the sword formation, and the Zhaolan Sword immediately flew down and caught Zhaolan Jun.
"Ah—" Lu Xiaochan motioned Zhao Lanjun to open his mouth.
Although Zhao Lanjun guessed what Lu Xiaochan was going to do, in order to prove that what he said was true, he immediately opened his mouth and Lu Xiaochan threw a small pill into it.
"This is the 'Splitting Pill'. If there is no antidote within seven days after taking it..."
"Will my Dan Yuan crack?" asked Zhao Lanjun.
Lu Xiaochan smiled: "It will crack, so you have to practice hard day and night to repair the cracks in the Dan Yuan. Repeatedly day after day, as long as you practice diligently, your cultivation can be preserved, but if you want to improve, it is impossible."
"I didn't expect that Qianqiu Palace actually has such a medicine?" Zhao Lanjun said, covering his chest.
Lu Xiaochan was amused: "This is not the elixir from Qianqiu Palace, but from Tailing Pavilion!"
"Which medical practitioner in Tailing Pavilion made this?"
"Li Che-kun!"
After saying that, Lu Xiaochan took Shu Wuxi and Jiang Wuchao to Tailing Pavilion.
Shu Wuxi asked: "When did Kunwu give you the 'Splitting Pill'?"
Lu Xiaochan sighed: "What 'Splitting Pills'? They are just twenty sugar pills sold on the roadside for one penny!"
"So the pill can't be cracked?"
"nonsense!"
Returning to Tailing Pavilion again, Lu Xiaochan was filled with mixed emotions.
They landed in front of the thatched cottage. Lu Xiaochan pulled the hexagonal wind chime and shouted, "I'm back! Kids, come and open the door for your uncle!"
At this moment, the door creaked open.
Lu Xiaochan poked her head out and asked, "Which little darling opened the door for me? Was it Qingyao? Or Ziqiao?"
But no one answered.
Lu Xiaochan's heart tightened and she subconsciously grabbed Shu Wuxi's hand.
"It's better for us not to bring Jiang Wuchao in."
"Um."
Lu Xiaochan has always disliked the layers of void in Tailing Pavilion the most. He always couldn't tell the direction after entering the void, so he really didn't dare to take this first step.
Who would have thought that Shu Wuxi would directly reach out and pick the hexagonal wind chime under the eaves of the thatched cottage, turn it over, and hand it to Lu Xiaochan.
"Take a look."
"Eh? What is this?"
It turns out that the Qiankun Formation is engraved inside the hexagonal wind chime.
Every time a visitor comes, once he fiddles with the hexagonal wind chime, it is equivalent to re-changing the order of the void in Tailing Pavilion. However, if you carry this hexagonal wind chime with you, you only need to look inside to know where the center of the formation is, and you will not get lost in the void.
"Brother Wuxi, you are so smart!"
"It's Kunwu who is too stupid."
The two walked in. The Tailing Pavilion, which used to be full of spiritual energy, was now lifeless.
Not to mention that there was not a single disciple from Tailing Pavilion to be seen, the silence was so frightening.
Even the magical herbs planted by Kunwu withered and lost their vitality.
Lu Xiaochan's heart was beating fast, and his palms were sweating as he held Shu Wuxi's.
"Brother Wuxi... have you seen the spiritual vine 'Qianli Chanjuan'?"
The spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan" had been guarding Chang Yan's ribs until the ribs recognized Lu Xiaochan as its master.
It is an ancient spiritual vine. It is rumored that it was planted by Lingyuan Zhenjun, the founder of Tailing Pavilion, and fed with spiritual energy by the first Yangcangjun. For more than ten thousand years, it has bathed the outstanding people and beautiful scenery of Tailing Pavilion. It is not an exaggeration to call it a "divine object".
"It has withered." Shu Wuxi's voice was deep.
Lu Xiaochan trembled.
"Wither? How could 'Qianli Chanjuan' wither?"
They were a step too late; Master Faning should have already arrived.
Lu Xiaochan still couldn't believe it. Shu Wuxi took his hand, bent down, and touched a withered vine.
It was just a light touch. There was no temperature, and no flow of spiritual energy could be felt. All that was heard was the sound of shattering that continued to spread. Lu Xiaochan quickly withdrew her hand, but it still shattered.
Tears fell. During the days in Tailing Pavilion, "Qianli Chanjuan" had also accompanied him.
He still remembered that he climbed up and picked many "Qianli Chanjuan" fruits. Qingyao was under the vine begging him to come down quickly.
"It's a spiritual vine... Why did it wither?" Lu Xiaochan asked.
Shu Wuxi leaned over on one knee, and drew an arc with his fingers along the root of the spiritual vine. Suddenly, a black evil formation emerged.
Lu Xiaochan's eyes widened: "What is this?"
"It is an evil formation that the devil uses to absorb souls. True Lord Faning must have used this evil formation to absorb all the essence of the spirit vine. But to use this evil formation, there must be a sacrifice."
"Could it be that... all the disciples of Tai Ling Pavilion were... sacrificed?"
That's why they couldn't find anyone!
Lu Xiaochan was distracted and shouted other people's names loudly.
"Ziqiao—Qingyao—are you here? Hua Tang! Yan Yin!"
His voice echoed for a long time, so empty that it chilled him to the bone.
At this moment, he heard the spiritual vine drying up and breaking, turning into dust and falling down.
Shu Wuxi grabbed Lu Xiaochan and held her in his arms.
Lu Xiaochan's tears slid down and soaked Shu Wuxi's clothes.
In his mind, there appeared those innocent or serious faces. They called him "little master uncle" and chased after him to take back the cats and dogs he made of spiritual herbs...
And the spiritual vine turned into dust.
At this time, a rustling sound came from under the dust.
"Who—" Lu Xiaochan was very alert. He glanced to the side and found that there were many spiritual energy outlining human figures climbing up.
"Brother Wuxi, there is someone under the spiritual vine!"
He ran over.
Shu Wuxi pushed away the dust with a stream of spiritual energy, and then a hand stretched out. Lu Xiaochan found that this man's spiritual energy was quite weak, and there were many people below supporting him up.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly understood: "It's Qing Yao!"
He grabbed Qingyao's thin arm and pulled him out.
Qing Yao was lying on the ground, gasping for breath and coughing, his face covered in dust. The moment he saw Lu Xiaochan, he rushed over and hugged his legs: "Uncle Master, why did you come back just now? Our Tai Ling Pavilion is gone!"
Then, disciples from Tailing Pavilion kept crawling out from below, looking as miserable as they could be.
But when Lu Xiaochan saw them, she wanted to give each of them a big kiss.
It was as if I had experienced great sorrow and great joy in one night.
Ziqiao staggered over and pushed Qingyao.
"You are such a loser! What do you mean Tai Ling Pavilion is gone? Didn't Master Uncle come? Master is also in Xiyuan! Every one of us is still alive! As long as there is one person, Tai Ling Pavilion is there!"
Lu Xiaochan wiped the tears from her face and handed a pill to Ziqiao: "Hurry up and tell me what happened!"
"Yesterday evening... Master Fanning came to visit with a woman in a cloak..."
That woman was Chun Ning Jun, whose face was disfigured by Hao Fu.
The arrival of the two of them put the entire Tailing Pavilion on alert.
Ziqiao, as Kunwu's first disciple, met the two of them.
Master Faning knelt down in front of Ziqiao very sincerely, confessing his mistakes and saying that he knew Hao was about to fall into the devil's trap but did not try to stop him because of Master Chunning.
"I am willing to help the tyrant, just hoping that one day Haofu will be possessed by the devil and make a big mistake, thus ruining his reputation. That is why I conspired with the demon king Luli in his body and invited all the immortals to come to Chongluan Palace... I never thought of refining all the immortals, I just wanted Haofu to make a mistake... Now Haofu has confessed his guilt, and all the immortals say that 'it is the greatest virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them', but what about Chun Ningjun? The biggest mistake she made in her life was to frame Mo Qianqiu! In the battle of Xiyuan, Mo Qianqiu became famous, but Chun Ningjun... She is a woman!"
Master Faning knelt in front of Ziqiao, crying.
He took off Chun Ning Jun's veil. Chun Ning Jun wanted to cover her face, but Faning Zhenjun stopped her and said that if she didn't let the people from Tai Ling Pavilion see it, how would they know how excessive Hao Fu was back then.
Chun Ningjun was originally the most beautiful woman in Xiyuan. As attractive as the left side of her face was, the right side of her face was as terrifying.
Seeing such a serious injury, Ziqiao softened his heart and agreed to Master Faning. But this did not mean that Ziqiao lost his vigilance, and he imprisoned Master Faning in Kunwu's quiet room.
However, no one expected that Master Faning would use an evil formation to refine the spiritual locust tree in Kunwu's quiet room, and with the help of this power, he left the quiet room and pretended to steal the fruit of the spiritual vine "Qianli Chanjuan", which attracted all the disciples in Tailing Pavilion.
However, they didn't expect that he had set up an evil formation here, intending to sacrifice all the disciples who came here to refine the spiritual vine.
The spiritual vine has ten thousand years of spiritual energy and has learned human nature. It used up all its spiritual energy to gather all the disciples who entered the formation under its roots, which happened to be another void. It also rang the hexagonal wind chime and replaced the disciples.
"If Master Faning's evil formation did not have any sacrifice, how could it be activated?" Lu Xiaochan frowned.
"We don't know that! If you hadn't come back and rang the hexagonal wind chime, we don't know how long we would have been trapped in the void!"
The disciples looked at the traces of broken spiritual vines on the ground and felt grief-stricken. They carefully tried to collect the spiritual vines.
Qing Yao suddenly became frightened and fell to the ground: "Who... who... who is this!"
"What? What happened!" Ziqiao and other disciples rushed over.
All I saw was a dried-up corpse curled up on the ground in a twisted state.
Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi walked over. Lu Xiaochan couldn't see what the man looked like, but from Ziqiao's description, not only had his spirit been sucked dry, his Dan Yuan was gone, and even his flesh and blood had dried up.
Ziqiao simply found a dry branch and touched him, and he immediately turned into powder. Everyone was so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.
Among the clothes, Ziqiao picked up a waist badge.
"He is Master Faning! I didn't expect that he would sacrifice himself!"
"Sacrifice yourself?" Lu Xiaochan tilted her head. "Maybe not? Although in order to restore Chun Ningjun's face, she must have a higher level of cultivation than Hao Fu... To achieve this goal, she doesn't even want to give up her life? Life is more precious than face! Our Tai Ling Pavilion's mask looks so real when worn on the face!"
"Yeah... You can just let Chun Ning-jun wear a mask first, and then slowly heal his face. There's no need to be so drastic!"
Just at this moment, Kunwu rushed back.
Lu Xiaochan thought he would burst into tears immediately, with snot and tears streaming down his face, but he just looked at everything in front of him coldly.
"Brother... I know you must be sad that the spiritual vine is gone, but..."
Kunwu closed his eyes tightly and cast a healing spell to collect the remains of the spiritual vine.
"The growth and decline of all things is the law of nature. The spirit vine protected the disciples of Tailing Pavilion and died a worthy death. But... Lord Yangcang, you cannot stay here, you must return to Wuyijingtian immediately!"
Kunwu's every word was sonorous and certain, which was completely different from his previous speech where he always took a long time to get to the point.
"What do you mean?" Lu Xiaochan suddenly felt that something was wrong.
What is the relationship between Ling Teng and Wuyijingtian
"Don't you understand yet? Since Master Faning was sacrificed and refined, who will benefit from it?"
"Mr. Chun Ning, her cultivation has greatly improved! She is going to Xiyuan to seek revenge on Hao Fu! What does this have to do with Wuyijingtian?"
When Lu Xiaochan turned around, she saw Shu Wuxi’s brows furrowed.
"Xiao Chan, let's go back to Wuyijingtian immediately!"
Shu Wuxi was actually anxious. Lu Xiaochan immediately unsheathed the Wuhen Sword and rushed out of Tailing Pavilion with Shu Wuxi.
"Brother Wuxi! Explain it to me clearly!"
"The spiritual vine 'Qianli Chanjuan' was planted by True Lord Lingyuan and nourished by the spiritual energy of the first Yangcang! Moreover, it has guarded Changyan's ribs for more than ten thousand years, so naturally there is also Changyan's essence in it. Lord Chunning has the essence of the spiritual vine. Not to mention that her cultivation has greatly increased and she is not afraid of the pressure of Wuyi Sword Sea. If she pulls out my Wuxi Sword from the Sword-Removing Stone..."
Lu Xiaochan's heart suddenly sank and cold sweat broke out on his back!
Wuxi Sword might think that it was Lord Yangcang who came back... and leave the Sword-Removing Stone without resistance!
If that happens, Wuyi Sword Sea will fall down!
But if Chun Ning Jun wanted to seek revenge, it would be more than enough for him to go find Hao Fu with his current cultivation! Why did he let Wuyi Jianhai fall
Unless—Jun Chunning has already been possessed by a demon!
She pulled out the Wuxi Sword not only to make the sea of swords fall, but also to release the suppressed evil god Chaos!
With the wind gusting thousands of miles, Lu Xiaochan rushed towards the Wuyi Realm at the fastest speed. Because his speed was too fast, his whole body seemed to be on fire, leaving a golden mark in the air, as if the sky was cracked.
The immortal leaders of various sects saw this strange sight and for a moment they could not guess what had happened.
Ling Nianwu raised his face, frowned, drew his sword in an instant, and rushed forward.
The disciples asked in surprise: "Master! Where are you going?"
"I'm afraid something unusual has happened in Wuyi Realm! I must go and take a look!"
Miaochen Yuanjun of Nanlijingtian also said: "This kind of scene can only happen when the Supreme Sword is flying at an extremely fast speed! If Wuyijingtian is fine, Yangcangjun doesn't need to be so anxious!"
Miaochen Yuanjun immediately flew away from Nanli on his sword.
Mo Qianqiu had just tamed a sand snake and was bullying it so much that it was stunned and curled up on the ground, not daring to move. However, when he looked up, he saw that golden line.
"Are these two people in a hurry to reincarnate or to have their wedding night?"
Mo Qianqiu thought about it and felt that something was wrong.
"Lu Xiaochan is such a lazy person, whether she is reincarnated or in the bridal chamber, she won't be able to fly so fast!"
On the glacier of Beiming, Lianyue Yuanjun was wearing a thick fur coat, with a spirit beast in her arms, dozing with her eyes closed.
The spirit beast was very uncomfortable because he held it too tightly, so it kicked him. Lianyue Yuanjun had no choice but to lie on his back.
The spirit beast stood on his chest, circled around, curled up into a ball, and continued to sleep.
Lianyue pulled the beast's ear and said unhappily, "Lin Shuang, you eat and sleep every day, but I never see you practicing! How many years will it take for you to recover your human form so that we can love each other?"
The next moment, Lianyue's chin was hit hard again.
When he looked up, he saw the golden line in the distance.
"Ouch... is the sky cracked?"
The spirit beast in his arms poked its head out from its thick fur coat and looked at him. Then its sleepy eyes suddenly became alert and it kept butting his chin with its head.
"That is the Unconscious Realm, and it is under the jurisdiction of Lord Yangcang. We can just enjoy the cool breeze in the North Sea and watch the aurora... Ouch! You kicked me again! Okay, okay, let's go and take a look! Don't kick me anymore!"
In the blink of an eye, Lu Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi arrived under the sea of swords.
At this moment, the unintentional sword sea suddenly rolled over, as if it was about to fall!
"Someone is trying to take out the Unbreakable Sword!"
"Then quickly collect Jian Hai!"
Lu Xiaochan walked against the wind, and the whistling and majestic sword intent seemed to be ready to annihilate him at any time.
Shu Wuxi closed his eyes and resonated with the Wuxi Sword.
Before untying the sword stone, Chun Ning Jun held the hilt with both hands and attached the spiritual energy of "Qianli Chanjuan" to the Wuxi Sword. The spiritual energy of the sword intersected with Chun Ning Jun's spiritual energy, making crackling sounds.
The sword-unlocking stone was trembling, as if trying to retain the Wuxi Sword.
The author has something to say: This is the first part of the final chapter.
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I will try to finish it tomorrow. If tomorrow is too busy, the main chapter may be completed on Monday.
But Panggua will try his best to post the final chapter at 12 noon tomorrow.