In the silence, the only sound is the waterfall.
The flowing waterfall reflected the moon, and the moonlight was like a waterfall, which dispersed the people who were close at hand. In an instant, they seemed to be thousands of miles away. The blood-colored murderous aura was entangled outside the sword moon shadow, like a burning flame, which was more eye-catching than expected.
After a while, loud laughter echoed throughout the waterfall viewing platform.
"You really are practicing the way of the soul, no wonder you can heal soul sword injuries!" Yan Sen was half surprised and laughed strangely, "Boy, you have calculated everything in the world, how does it feel to be calculated by others?"
The shadow of the sword and the moon disappeared. The figure of the swordsman in white became clear beside the railing. The famous wind sword moved around him, but he did not answer.
Greed flashed across his eyes. Yan Sen looked at Gu Pinglin and suppressed his resentment. "Your technique is quite similar to the soul-refining method of the former Hundred Refining Demon Ancestor. So you are his descendant. Do you have the Nine Chapters of Soul Refining?"
The crowd was shocked.
Yan Sen had killed countless sword cultivators and was notorious. The sword cultivators hated him to the core. Normally, everyone was afraid of him, but now that the masters of the righteous sect had gathered, there was no need to worry. Who would have thought that he would say this? Who in the cultivation world doesn't know the name of the Hundred Refining Demon Ancestor? He was a figure that both the righteous and the demon sects feared. In the past, during a trial, he treated the lives of the entire city as ants. His "Nine Chapters of Refining the Soul" had attracted countless people's covetousness, but unfortunately no one knew where his inheritance was.
Yan Sen chuckled and said, "You have the talent of the ninth level of Na Yuan, and I can't bear to use you to refine the sword, so I will let you go today. Since you are the descendant of the Demon Ancestor, why do you stay among these small fry? Why don't you come to the Demon Realm, and I will accept you as my apprentice." He had many enemies, so he didn't dare to stay any longer. After saying that, he jumped into the pool with a loud laugh and disappeared.
"It's the teleportation array!" someone reacted.
Everyone looked down at the waterfall viewing platform, but they had no intention of chasing after him.
Duan Meisheng, the elder of the Duan family, secretly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, "This devil has done many evil things. His words are not to be trusted. We can take this opportunity to kill this devil!"
No one responded.
The way everyone looked at Duan Qingming had changed, and many people inquired privately and found out his identity.
Nanzhu shouted: "Yan Sen sneaked into Penglai and passed on my order. The three islands are under martial law. All disciples retreat into the island protection barrier. Where is Liu Yugong?"
"I'm here." Guo Feng stood up and saluted.
"I want you to lead the disciples from the main island to track down Yan Sen."
"This old minister accepts the order."
Guo Feng waved his hand and led several important subordinates from the main island away. As for whether he would track down Yan Sen, that was another matter, and everyone's attention was not here.
Even though he was being stared at by hundreds of eyes, Duan Qingming showed no sign of panic. He was calm as if nothing had happened. He even reached out and brushed the peony flowers outside the railing: "It's you."
The person on the other side did not deny it.
The current "Bu Tian Jue" has merged "Lian Shen Jiu Zhang" and has become a fusion of heaven and magic. It is inevitable that it has evil spirits, but it is derived from the authentic Lingxin School's skills, retaining a trace of the gentle characteristics of the Lingxin School's skills, just covering up the evil spirit. Only the "Eagle Strikes the Moon Shadow" move with excessive killing intent can make the evil spirit visible. The previous several discussions were to confirm that the evil spirit would only appear on the night of the fifteenth day of the lunar month.
At this distance and under this kind of attack, only the "Eagle Strikes Moon Shadow" move could save him.
Tonight is the fifteenth.
The moon-viewing banquet at the waterfall viewing platform, Xin Ji's report, Yan Sen's action, and the departure of Qi Wan'er and Cheng Yi were all part of this scheme.
Gu Pinglin turned slightly and said, "I was also the one who exchanged Yan Sen's soul stone back."
"You are really willing to use your own layout," Duan Qingming lowered his head and flicked the petals carelessly, "How can you guarantee that I will take action? If I don't take action, won't you lose everything?"
It is not easy to deceive him. Yan Sen's attack cannot be fake. This is to bet his life on him. Gu Pinglin said calmly: "I will not lose. You will definitely make a move."
"So sure?"
"Because you don't know my obsession, but I know your obsession."
"Oh?" Duan Qingming turned around and asked, "Do I have an obsession?"
Gu Pinglin asked back: "You didn't?"
Duan Qingming was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I really didn't expect it."
Gu Pinglin glanced around and said calmly, "You practiced the magic technique without permission, which means you betrayed your master. If you still have a trace of remorse, you can apologize and maybe you can save your life."
Before Duan Qingming could say anything, Wang Yong of Feijian Palace sneered, "Master Gu is wrong. This boy has the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor. Keeping him here will only harm the cultivation world. How can we let him go so easily!"
"Impossible!" Duan Meisheng, the elder of the Duan family, said, "How can we jump to conclusions based on Yan Sen's one-sided statement?"
“I’ve heard that Young Master Duan Liu is an extraordinary swordsman, and has reached the ninth level of the Na Yuan realm. Seeing him today, I find he is indeed amazing,” a cultivator sighed. “I heard that he was going to return to the Duan family, but unfortunately he made a mistake in his decision…” He is the patriarch of the Yuan family, and the Yuan and Qi families are related. His words were simply full of malice - what a talent the ninth level of the Na Yuan realm is. If the Duan family wants to take back this genius, how could the other major sects and families sit idly by and watch the Duan family grow bigger
Wang Yong had already made enemies with Duan Pin in the Creation Cave, and was not afraid of offending the Duan family. He stood up and said, "He is a ninth-level Na Yuan, and he is also the descendant of the Demon Ancestor. If the Duan family really wants to take him back, it will be terrible."
Duan Meisheng was furious: "The matter has not been clarified yet, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing," Wang Yong raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "I just think Yan Sen has no reason to lie. This boy's sword moves are very dangerous, and so many fellows have seen it with their own eyes, so he can't deny it. Speaking of which, this boy has already joined the Lingxin Sect, and Master Gu hasn't said anything yet. Why are you so anxious, Old Duan? Could it be that the Duan family has other plans, or there is something else going on?"
The head of the family, Duan Pin, finally spoke up: "Wang Daxiu, what do you think our Duan family is planning?"
Wang Yong laughed twice: "Although the Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining is a disaster, but if I say that no one covets it... do you believe it?"
Everyone was silent, but slowly gathered around.
"Qin Ming!" Duan Meisheng asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
Duan Qingming sighed: "At this point, does the truth matter?"
Wang Yong said sternly: "Demon cultivators are not good people. It is better to kill them by mistake than to let them go."
Knowing his talent of the ninth level of Na Yuan, almost everyone wanted to kill him, and being the descendant of the Demon Ancestor became the best reason. Duan Meisheng knew it in his heart, and while he hated Yan Sen, he also hated the Yuan family and the Qi family: "Qi is such a vicious woman!" He had no choice but to turn to Duan Pin: "Master!"
Duan Pin walked forward.
The head of the Ying family said, "Will the head of the Duan family protect this boy?"
Wei Changqing, an elder of Feijian Palace, interrupted him: "In the past, the Demon Ancestor used the lives of a city to refine souls. How cruel it was. This boy has the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor. If Patriarch Duan insists on protecting him, we can't care much. Fellow Taoists have their own judgments. I hope Patriarch Duan will think twice."
Wang Yong smiled and said, "The Duan family is a famous family, so they shouldn't associate with demonic cultivators."
…
Duan Meisheng stepped forward to speak, but was stopped by Duan Pin. Duan Pin looked at Wang Yong with a sullen face and said, "Wang Daxiu, you are too serious."
Wang Yong didn't care: "Oh? Then you want to..."
"The Duan family is on the path of comprehending the Way of Heaven, so how could they covet the magic skills?" Duan Pin said, "Since this boy has joined the Lingxin Sect, he has nothing to do with the Duan family. But even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so I won't interfere today. I hope you can forgive me."
Seeing that he was forced to give in, Wang Yong felt that he had let out a grudge and pretended to bow: "Master Duan is so righteous!"
"Master!" Duan Meisheng was surprised.
"Father!" Duan Qinghou stepped forward and advised, "Sixth brother must have been confused for a moment, how can you just ignore it!"
"If you still recognize me as the head of the family, then follow me and leave!" Duan Pin said coldly.
With a smile flashing in his eyes, Duan Qinghou looked at Duan Qingming and hurriedly chased after him: "Father!"
Duan Meisheng stared at Wang Yong coldly, wishing he could skin him alive: "Good job, Wang Yong! Very good!"
Wang Yong was not afraid of him: "Mr. Duan, you are too kind!"
The matter involved too many things. Although Duan Meisheng was reluctant, he had no choice. He silently glanced at Duan Qingming, shook his head, turned around cruelly, and left the waterfall viewing platform.
Wang Yong turned to Gu Pinglin and said, "The Lingxin Sect is an authentic Taoist sect. What does Sect Leader Gu mean?"
Bu Shuihan, Jiang Ruoxu, Leng Xu and others had already heard the noise and were stunned for a moment. It was not until Wang Yong spoke that Bu Shuihan came back to his senses and frowned subconsciously, "Impossible! Although Junior Brother Duan's swordsmanship is different from ours, he cannot be related to the devil cultivators. We must be mistaken!"
"Mistaken?" Wang Yong was so confident of his inner alchemy that he didn't take him seriously at all. "With so many fellow practitioners as witnesses, how can a young junior like you know how powerful you are! The descendant of the Demon Ancestor cannot be kept alive. If Sect Leader Gu is unwilling to take action, we will have to clean up the sect on behalf of the deceased Sect Leader Yue!"
Bu Shuihan was an impulsive person to begin with. When he got angry, he was not afraid of anyone. He was furious when he heard this: "What descendant of the Demon Ancestor! You are obviously jealous of his outstanding talent..." He suddenly fell down halfway through his words.
Gu Pinglin supported him and handed him to Jiang Ruoxu who was standing beside him: "Take him away first."
Jiang Ruoxu hesitated: "Junior Brother Duan..."
"Go first." Gu Pinglin said sternly.
Jiang Ruoxu didn't dare to disobey his order, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "The late sect leader loved Junior Brother Chongduan very much when he was alive. He just tried to save the sect leader... or he has his own unspeakable reasons. In any case, Junior Brother must not be wronged. Sect Leader, please reconsider!" He saluted respectfully to Gu Pinglin, then nodded to Leng Xu, and the two of them left with Bu Shuihan.
Someone said: "I heard that the Lingxin Sect has a new technique. Could it be related to the magic way..."
Before he could finish, Gu Pinglin turned around and slashed at the man with a purple sword shadow. The sword energy borrowed the power of the formation and surged like a wave, becoming stronger and stronger. At first, the man wanted to take advantage of his cultivation to fight back, but after the fight, he realized that something was wrong and hurriedly dodged, looking very embarrassed.
Gu Pinglin looked around with a cold gaze: "No matter how powerful the Lingxin Sect's skills are, we cannot allow outsiders to take advantage of them."
The man was angry: "You!"
The scene was completely silent, and everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Gu Pinglin.
“Wait a minute, both of you. Listen to me,” Xuanming Sect’s leader Zhan Renjie stepped forward and said, “Our sect knows a thing or two about Lingxin Sect’s swordsmanship. You all saw how Sect Leader Gu used his sword just now. It is undoubtedly the authentic swordsmanship. Sect Leader Gu used formations to integrate swordplay, which is very creative. Sect Leader Yue Qian has someone to succeed him.” The marriage between Chen Qian and Yan Feixiu was already under discussion. As Lingxin Sect was now quite powerful, he wanted to bring it under his control, so naturally he didn’t mind saying a few good words for the sect.
Chi Xin, the head of the Liudao Sect, breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. "To be honest, the day before yesterday, the head of the sect, Gu, mentioned to me in a letter that he suspected there was a rebellion in the inner sect, but he had no clues to investigate. I didn't expect that..." He shook his head when he got to this point. "I still have that letter. If you have any doubts, I can have someone send it to you so you can take a look."
Li Kai, the head of Xiyuan Sect, also said: "Head Gu also mentioned this matter to me in his letter, and our sect can also testify to this."
Several sect leaders came forward, and with the letter as evidence, everyone's suspicions were gone. The skills are the bottom line of every sect, and everyone could understand Gu Pinglin's anger. Wang Yong had put away his contempt after Gu Pinglin's move. He was not targeting the Lingxin Sect. Hearing this, he said, "Master Gu, there is no need to be angry. Since several sect leaders have guaranteed it, I think you really didn't know. However, it is a fact that the disciples of the Lingxin Sect used magic skills. If you want to prove your innocence, you have to give everyone an explanation."
Gu Pinglin also relaxed his expression, and after a long silence, he said, "Our disciple Duan Qingming secretly practiced magic and betrayed his master. As the head of the sect, I should exercise the authority of the head of the sect. Today, in front of all of you fellow disciples, I will expel this person from the Lingxin Sect. From now on, this person is no longer a disciple of our Lingxin Sect, and his actions have nothing to do with the Lingxin Sect."
Once you have the identity of a demon cultivator, your words are no longer credible, and the previous threats are useless. Gu Pinglin has no worries at this point, and Duan Qingming naturally understands this truth. He doesn't even look at the crowd, lowers his eyes and smiles slightly, and strokes the sword with his fingers, then raises his eyes again, with a chill in his eyes: "Then... let's go together?"
"The Outer Dan Realm is so arrogant," Wang Yong said, "Why do I need others to take action? Let me see the Nine-Layered Na Yuan."
Three flying swords soared into the sky. He used the unique skills of Feijian Palace. It seemed that he had been preparing for the attack. There was an unbridgeable gap between the inner alchemy and outer alchemy practitioners. Feijian Palace was known as the first sword sect in the cultivation world. Wang Yong was the Taoist governor of Feijian Palace and one of the main fighting forces of Feijian Palace. Everyone did not dare to doubt his strength. Facing this duel without suspense, they all chose to stand by and watch.
The flying swords brought up strong winds and flames, and rushed straight towards Duan Qingming, like three roaring fire dragons, with great momentum.
The fire dragons grew bigger and bigger as they moved forward. Suddenly, the three fire dragons split in the middle, as if they were split in half by something.
Those were three ethereal, thin sword auras.
The sword energy split the fire dragon in half, and its momentum was still extremely fast. Wang Yong had underestimated his enemy and thought that the opponent could not withstand his sword. He never expected such a sudden change!
"Brother, be careful!"
"Wang Daodu!"
…
Wang Yong didn't react until the sword energy reached him. He had been through hundreds of battles, so although he was shocked, he remained calm. He immediately released the protective sword seal to block it. However, he didn't expect that the sword energy was extremely sharp. The defensive sword seal of the inner alchemy cultivator became as fragile as a gauze in front of it and was easily penetrated!
"Impossible!" Wang Yong lost his voice.
Elder Wei Changqing rushed to draw his sword to rescue him, but he was a step too slow. Amid screams, three blood flowers exploded from Wang Yong's body!
"Nothing is impossible," Duan Qingming changed his sword moves, his calm tone revealing endless contempt, "You can't kill me."
Wang Yong fell on his back. Several people from Feijian Palace quickly surrounded him and supported him. Elder Wei Changqing stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and his face suddenly changed. He murmured, "Three meridians are already broken..."
If the Tao meridian is damaged and cannot be repaired, it is the same as a useless person.
In one move, the outcome was decided. No one expected this result, and everyone was a little bit unbelievable. Wang Yong was defeated by an external alchemy cultivator, and his Dao meridians were destroyed. Of course, Wang Yong underestimated his enemy, but Duan Qingming's sword was so wonderful that everyone was shocked after seeing it with their own eyes.
"Damn it!" The importance of the inner elixir master to the sect is self-evident. Another Taoist supervisor of Feijian Palace was filled with grief and anger, "Boy, give me your life!"
Just as he was about to take action, Duan Qingming drew his sword first.