Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan had already noticed in the woods that there were immortal cultivators fighting in Lanruo Temple, in the late stage of refining gods and refining spirits, and in the late stages of refining qi and transforming into gods.
Ning Caichen didn't notice at all. He walked to the house where the monks of Lanruo Temple used to live and shouted to the empty surroundings, "Is anyone here?"
Two sword energy passed by, the eaves fell off, a large amount of dust was raised, the sound of metal and iron clashed, and two figures flew down from the roof. Ning Caichen was frightened by this sudden scene and was a little dazed. The two people fighting seemed to intentionally or unintentionally pretend that Ning Caichen was not there. The raging sword energy intertwined a sword net with Ning Caichen as the center. Ning Caichen's face turned pale with fright, and his body became stiff and did not dare to move.
The originally dilapidated house collapsed even more due to the two men's efforts.
Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan were both standing on the roof. In Lanruo Temple, there was no moonlight at all. The sky was filled with lingering Yin Qi and demonic energy, like a hazy mist, blocking the moonlight. The two people fighting were both disciples of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect of Dongsheng Shenzhou. One of them, with a full beard, a sword box on his back, and a rough face, was Yan Chixia who betrayed Shushan seven years ago, while the other one, Wearing black armor, his surname is Xiahou. He is Yan Chixia's junior brother and a disciple of Shushan who serves the Tang Empire of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Although the two were fighting inseparably, both Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan could see that Yan Chixia did not use her full strength, not even one-tenth of her strength, and was more like teaching each other. A sword cut a wound on the opponent's arm. The two separated and fell to the ground, their swords facing each other, and Ning Caichen stood right in the middle of the two sword tips. Sweat broke out on his forehead again. Ning Caichen swallowed and said cautiously, "Two heroes, have you finished the fight?"
"Junior Brother Xiahou, you have been chasing me for seven years and lost for seven years, but you are patient. Wherever I avoid, you will chase me." If Yan Chixia hadn't thought about the friendship between the same sect, she would have How could you keep showing mercy to him
"Yan Chixia, I didn't expect that you stayed in Lanruo Temple for half a month and practiced the Shushan Sword Art more deeply." I couldn't see Yan Chixia's cultivation level, and I didn't know the gap between the two. I only thought that they were stronger. Almost the same. From the day he rebelled from Shushan, Xiahou took over the task of hunting down his sect. The two fought for seven years, and they had a bit of friendship. Now Xiahou no longer wants to kill Yan Chixia, but just wants to defeat him. Little does he know that Yan Chixia has been hiding her strength. If Xia Hou wants to defeat him, it is probably impossible in this life.
"No." Yan Chixia rejected it outright and said, "You have wasted too much time, had too much ambition, and did not seek to improve. In order to prove that you are better than me, you showed off your sharpness and had evil intentions. Your mind is unstable, your sword's heart is unstable, and your sword energy is weak. If you don't reflect on your mistakes and cultivate your character, you will never be able to defeat me in this life."
Xiahou couldn't listen to Yan Chixia's advice. Instead, he thought Yan Chixia was taunting him and said angrily, "Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you in swordsmanship, not to listen to your lectures."
"That's right, the one without a beard is right." Ning Caichen couldn't stand the feeling of being pointed at by two swords, so he quickly interrupted and said to Yan Chixia, "You are the same, he can't beat you anymore. Well, you still say that to him, doesn’t it make him lose face?”
Then he said to Xia Hou, "The same goes for you. The bearded man has already avoided you, so why are you bothering?"
"Why don't we all put down our swords, say what we have to say, and touch each other with our sincerity. We must know that the world is boundless and love has no boundaries. This world does not need to judge victory or defeat with swords. We must use love to accommodate each other. Love is the only way. It's eternal." Ning Caichen's long speech made Ji Shaoyu want to laugh. What a familiar scene.
"Lots of nonsense!" Xiahou couldn't stand Ning Caichen's evasive talk at first, so he sheathed his sword and turned around to leave.
The direction Xia Hou left was facing Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan. He looked up and saw the two of them. Xiahou's eyes were immediately attracted to Ji Yuxuan. In the hazy moonlight, Ji Yuxuan was like a fairy who had been banished to the mortal world, so Xiahou couldn't help but stop. At this time, Ning Caichen hurriedly wanted to walk towards Ji Shaoyu, but happened to bump into Xia Hou.
Xia Hou turned around and stared at Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen quickly explained, "I'm not following you."
Xia Hou looked up at Ji Yuxuan again and left without saying a word. In addition to the headmaster of Shushan, the disciples of Shushan are not forbidden to lust after women. Xiahou has been walking around the world all year round and has tasted many women. Although the girl was extremely beautiful and very heart-warming, Xiahou could feel that the two of them were both immortal cultivators, and their cultivation was neither weaker than his own, and Yan Chixia was here, so it would be useless even if she had any thoughts.
"Scholar, you need love so much. You should go to a brothel instead of coming here." At this time, Yan Chixia said.
"I'm here to stay." Ning Caichen turned around and said to Yan Chixia.
"It's inconvenient." Yan Chixia simply refused.
After hearing this, Ning Caichen took a few steps closer to Yan Chixia and asked, "Why is it inconvenient?"
"Are you brave?" Yan Chixia did not answer Ning Caichen's question, but looked at Ning Caichen and asked.
"Of course." Not to mention that Ji Yuxuan was watching from the side, he could not be said to be timid in any case. Even without Ji Yuxuan, Ning Caichen did not feel that he was timid. He patted his chest and responded with a courageous look. road.
"Look over there!" Yan Chixia pointed behind Ning Caichen.
Ning Caichen turned around as he was told, and unexpectedly Yan Chixia shouted in his ear, which scared Ning Caichen and hid behind Yan Chixia.
"Haha! I just yelled like this, and you were so scared that you hid behind me. If I told you what happened here, I would scare you to death or make you sick." Yan Chixia was funny and impatient. said.
"I..." Ning Caichen wanted to say something else.
"What am I?" Yan Chixia interrupted him and said to the direction where Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan were, "You two on the roof, have you seen enough?"
Hearing this, Ji Shaoyu knew that he could not continue reading. He fell to the ground with Ji Yuxuan and asked Yan Chixia, "Are you a Shushan disciple?"
"It was no longer seven years ago." Yan Chixia said with an indifferent expression. To the two immortal cultivators, Yan Chixia did not chase them away as soon as she opened her mouth like she did to Ning Caichen.
He glanced at Ji Shaoyu and Ji Yuxuan, and his eyes just glanced at Ji Yuxuan's jade face covered by gauze. He didn't stay for even half a second. He was just a little surprised by Ji Yuxuan's cultivation. Finally, his eyes fell on Ji Shaoyu's Sharingan and said, "Bloodline of the Ancient God, are you disciples of the Holy Saint Sect?"
"Ji Shaoyu, the elder of the Seventh Killer of the Holy Ji Sect, has met fellow Taoist. This is my sister, Ji Yuxuan." I didn't expect that Yan Chixia in this world is a traitor in Shushan, but this is reasonable. Ji Shaoyu bowed his hands and did not care about Yan Chixia's identity as a disciple of Xuanmen.