Zhong Michu and Si Miao were going to leave the next day.
Yi Er couldn't bear to leave either side. If she went back to the East Sea, she wouldn't be able to see Gu Fuyou anymore. She had been enjoying being a senior sister for a while, and had been having a hot relationship with Er San and Feng Sui. If she stayed with Gu Fuyou, she wouldn't be able to see Zhong Mi Chu anymore.
Before leaving, Zhong Michu called her aside, half squatted down, and straightened her clothes: "Yier, mother wants to give you a task."
Yi'er said, "Mother, you speak."
Zhong Michu glanced at Gu Fuyou and said, "You stay with mother Ah Man. When mother is away, you take good care of her for her."
Now that Zhong Michu had helped her choose a place, Yi'er felt relieved and nodded: "Yes."
Zhong Michu smiled slightly and said: "Since you have agreed-"
Yi Er raised her head and continued, "You must keep your word."
Zhong Michu stroked her cheek gently: "Be good."
Zhong Michu stood up and told Yinhe Xinghan to take good care of Yier and never leave her side.
On the other side, Gu Fuyou was also saying goodbye to Si Miao.
The three-legged crow grew larger in size, spread its wings, and fluttered ready to fly.
On the back of the three-legged crow lay the body of Gu Huaiyou, with Si Miao kneeling on one side.
In recent years, whenever Si Miao traveled far away, she would always take Gu Huaiyou's body with her no matter where she went.
I won't leave him too long, and I won't leave him too far.
Gu Fuyou had no objection.
Gu Huaiyou is afraid of loneliness just like her.
But Gu Huaiyou was obedient and never made a fuss.
Now that she thinks about it, she feels that Gu Huaiyou is actually the most neglected one in the family.
I have an older brother who is very talented. He became my father's assistant at an early age and was often taught and praised by my father.
I have a younger sister, who is spoiled and naughty, causing chaos in the family. My father is the one who has to control and worry about me the most.
The crying child gets candy, and the smart child also gets candy.
He alone is obedient and docile, has no amazing talent, is inconspicuous, and is easily overlooked.
But no one likes to be left out.
He must want the person he likes to be with him.
Gu Fuyou could only see himself before and felt deeply sorry for his own misfortune.
After dying once, you can see more and see through everything.
It's no use.
Gu Fuyou held Gu Huaiyou's hand and buried his face in his palm: "Brother, the Zuo family will pay the price for what they did. There is one last step. Brother, please bless me."
Her voice dropped.
After a long time, he raised his head, glanced at Gu Huaiyou, and gently jumped off the three-legged crow.
Zhong Michu walked over, and the three-legged crow had already flapped its wings and flew into the air: "Aman, I will take good care of her, you don't have to worry."
Gu Fuyou withdrew his gaze from the sky and moved it to Zhong Michu. He smiled meaningfully and did not say a word in response to Zhong Michu's words.
"I'm leaving. The Thirty-Three Heavens is not like other cities. Don't be careless, don't rush in, and protect yourself."
"Zhong Michu."
"Um."
"When will you come back?"
Zhong Michu stared at her, his eyes flickering softly. This sentence made her savor it, so she said slowly: "Hold the Biluo Sect, and I will come back when you conquer the thirty-third heaven."
"Okay." Gu Fuyou suddenly came forward, turned her body around, and said, "You can go now."
The movements were sharp, the words decisive, without any dragging, and inseparable.
Zhong Michu looked back at her and smiled faintly, "I've never seen you like this before. You can't wait for me to leave."
"Count how many times you've chased me away. Ah Man, three times is the limit."
"How about three?"
Zhong Michu was silent for a while, as if thinking about what to do.
Gu Fuyou heard her say, "Severe punishment."
Zhong Michu lowered his voice, his voice was low and his words seemed weighty.
If it were an ordinary person, after hearing the Dragon King’s warning, he would have surrendered without hesitation, because the Dragon King’s majesty is inviolable.
But Gu Fuyou is not an ordinary person. When she was still a young cultivator in the Qi training stage, she dared to ride on the back of a dragon and pull its horns.
Listening to Zhong Michu's words and tone, I could taste something different.
Gu Fuyou's cheeks were slightly red, and he pushed her: "If you don't leave now, you won't be able to catch up with Si Miao."
Only a red dot remained of the three-legged crow.
Zhong Michu said softly: "Okay, I'm leaving."
A large cloud of mist appeared around her, and a figure swirled and rose in the mist, flying away into the distance with the mist, and disappeared in a moment.
It is late autumn now and frost has already arrived in Nanzhou.
The thirty-third heaven is located in the north of Nanzhou. After the frost falls, the sky is shrouded in dusk mist.
The autumn wind was chilly and murderous. From top to bottom, there were thirty-three floating islands in the thirty-three heavens, with formations locking each other in a circle, which was magnificent.
After Zuo Yuezhi sent Du Pan to the Biluo Sect, there was no news for a long time.
He knew in his heart that although they were allied with the Biluo Sect, the sect would not easily help unless there was a conflict of interest, and it would not be so easy to reach an agreement with Du Pan.
He felt a sense of desolation as if "when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down".
Outsiders see Xu Ling Sect as powerful and prosperous, but in fact, over the past seven hundred years, Xu Ling Sect has been on a downward trend.
It is difficult to find a few people with both moral integrity and talent among the clan's descendants, and there is a lack of successors.
Seven hundred years ago, they spent so much manpower and resources to capture the Qilin marrow. They didn't get much Qilin marrow, but instead offended the Dragon Clan and the Blue Luan Clan. As a result, cultivators from the four seas of Central Continent rarely traveled to Southern Continent, and with the suppression of the Chamber of Commerce, the income of Wantong City and Bailu City was not as good as before.
To make matters worse, there were signs of the spiritual mines being depleted in Nanzhou.
The Qianyun Sect had little contact with the Xuling Sect, and the Cangwu Sect had always been a shrewd one. After the incident seven hundred years ago, there was even less contact.
If the Biluo Sect had not offended Zhong Michu before, they would not have felt guilty and would not have married into the Xuling Sect. However, they were not in harmony and had conflicts.
This is because the Xu Ling Sect has always been too arrogant and has done things without leaving any room for maneuver.
I don't know who once said, "Unless you, the Xu Ling Sect, have always been high and mighty, and no one can match you, if you ever become weak, you will be the dog in the water that everyone wants to beat."
When Xu Ling Sect co-existed with Xuan Miao Sect and Xiao Yao City in Nanzhou, it had a transcendent status among the four continents and was at the head of the four immortal sects.
After unifying Nanzhou, it gradually declined due to many reasons.
God's will is unpredictable.
Compared to seven hundred years ago, the Xu Ling Sect is now strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
There was no one on the Zhuling Broken Platform. Zuo Yuezhi sat quietly on the clan leader's throne with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.
Ji Chaoling's voice suddenly appeared in his mind. His voice was full of ruthlessness and his face was full of satisfaction. He shouted, "Sect Master Zuo, a cultivator must keep a little kindness in his heart and have a bottom line when doing things. Otherwise, cause and effect will be cyclical and retribution will not be missed!"
Cause and effect will always come true!
The sound made his body tremble, and he suddenly opened his eyes, realizing that he was in a nightmare.
A man ran in from outside the Zhuling stage, half-knelt on the stage, and said, "Sect Master, the Qingluan is attacking."
Zuo Yuezhi's pale face turned ashen.
Nanzhou is such a large area that it is easy to attack but difficult to defend.
Wantong and Bailu were defeated one by one, and the Thirty-Three Heavens was like losing its left and right arms.
Even when Qingluan fought to the end and only a few cities were left standing, and he could almost tell where she was going to attack next, he was no longer able to send reinforcements.
Due to the shortage of manpower, it is unwise to disperse the fighting force of Biluo Sect before the reinforcements arrive. All they can do is transfer all the people in the city back to the sect.
He couldn't be like Zuo Shaode, who risked being taken advantage of by the Thirty-Three Heavens and sent out all his forces to catch Qingluan off guard.
Not to mention that the Thirty-Three Heavens were artificially built and cost countless efforts of our ancestors, the Thirty-Three Heavens are the symbol of the authority of the Xu Ling Sect and must not fall into the hands of others. Moreover, the Thirty-Three Heavens are equipped with numerous formations and fortifications, making it the most solid place in Nanzhou.
The Qingluan captured the last city - Xiaoyao City.
Xu Ling Sect became the last place she had never set foot on, and Zuo Yuezhi believed that the decisive battle would come sooner or later.
Zuo Yuezhi left Zhuling Broken Terrace and flew towards the courtyard.
Ever since Qingluan appeared, the Zuo family has never had peace.
As soon as Zuo Yuezhifang landed, he heard exclamations from the watchtower. He looked up and saw a green shadow rushing straight into the sky.
Zuo Yue's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but take two steps forward.
There are thirty-three levels of formations and layers of defense. Even if Qingluan had fought his way to Xu Ling Sect, he should have been stopped at the bottom level. How could he have reached Lihen Heaven so quickly!
He looked again and finally reacted.
It was not Qingluan's men who attacked, but she rushed to Lihentian alone.
This Qingluan has reached the level of distraction, the thirty-third level of the world. In a one-on-one fight, it would not be difficult for anyone to be her opponent.
not to mention-
She used Zuo Tianlang's hand as a shield.
Zuo Yuezhi's face was turning dark blue, and a storm was brewing in his eyes.
Gu Fuyou twisted Zuo Tianlang and flew in the air, but did not set foot in the territory of Lihentian.
One hundred and eight Zhenmao inner elixirs were buried in the land bordering Lihentian, surrounding Lihentian.
At that time, Zhenmao was still very prosperous. As the largest sect, Xu Ling Sect naturally had the best Zhenmao inner elixirs.
The first barrier that Xu Ling Sect set up with Zhen Mao Inner Alchemy to protect the sect is the most offensive. Once it is opened, it will summon thunder, and thunder as thick as a forearm will shake the earth.
The spiritual power and thunder are endless.
People who practice Taoism are most afraid of thunder. Even Gu Fuyou does not want to touch this barrier unless it is absolutely necessary.
Therefore, she did not go into the range of the thunder attack, but just stood in the air far away.
Let the people on the city wall see her.
Those monks who were holding the spiritual crossbows saw that Gu Fuyou was holding Zuo Tianlang in his hand, and they didn't know whether to attack or not.
"It seems that she is the only one who came up."
"Is Qingluan fearless or arrogant and not afraid of death?"
Gu Fuyou called out, "Zuo Yuezhi." Her voice spread over the entire Lihentian sky, and everyone could hear it clearly.
Everyone couldn't help but tense up, as if she was going to attack at the next moment.
Gu Fuyou didn't see Zuo Yuezhi, so he said with a smile: "It's been a long time since we last met, don't you want to see your son?"
"Qingjun." Zuo Yuezhi had already flown to the eaves of the watchtower, with his hands behind his back, his sleeves and long beard fluttering in the wind. If it weren't for his overly sharp eyes, he would have looked like an immortal.
As soon as Gu Fuyou saw him, a smile immediately broke out on his face.
Zuo Yuezhi got straight to the point and asked, "What do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Gu Fuyou pressed Yinhen against Zuo Tianlang's neck, his eyes were red, and his smile looked wicked.
When Zuo Tianlang saw Zuo Yuezhi, his heart, which was on the verge of collapse, found support and became even more fragile, with vague sounds coming out of his mouth.
Zuo Yuezhi saw that Zuo Tianlang looked like a monster, and his heart tightened. When he heard Zuo Tianlang's voice, his face became even uglier. He said to Gu Fuyou: "Qingjun, you are a cultivator in the Spirit Severing Stage. Your hands are stained with the blood of too many people. It will be very difficult for you to face the Heavenly Tribulation..."
Before he could finish his words, Gu Fuyou very slowly cut open Zuo Tianlang's neck in front of him.
The wound gradually lengthened and blood gushed out.
Zuo Yuezhi stared at her, his facial muscles twitching.
"I want you to see your loved ones die tragically in front of you, and feel angry, sad, and desperate, but powerless to do anything. I can't wait to see this scene, so I came to find you."
"Zuo Yuezhi, this is the look on your face at this moment."
The cheerful laughter sounded eerie and evil to everyone, and the beautiful smile seemed creepy to everyone.
“I love it so much.”
Everyone thought that this was a madman.