(If you can’t continue, I’ve written the last chapter.)
Qin Wanwan and Xie Gutang ran out of the courtyard and rushed to the square. More and more guards gathered. Qin Wanwan and Xie Gutang were chased and fled everywhere: "Is this Ning Buyan so useless? Didn't we agree to delay it until night?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Buyan descended from the sky, raised his hand and blasted away Qin Wanwan's cultivator with a sword, and said anxiously: "The master of the family has gone crazy, he must kill Xie Gutang and capture Jian Xizhi back, I will send you out!"
"If I had known, you wouldn't have brought us back!"
Qin Wanwan kicked the person next to her away, and Ning Buyan said anxiously: "Don't kill my people!"
"It's your people who want to kill us!"
Qin Wanwan bent down to avoid the sword. As long as Ning Buyan was not around, they didn't dare to kill anyone. But these people wanted to kill everyone. As more and more people came, Ning Wenxu also rushed over with his experts.
Ning Wenxu directly issued a death order to Xie Gutang. Although Qin Wanwan didn't understand how Ning Wenxu dared to attack the people of the Sword Sect, she gritted her teeth and made the decision.
"Jane!"
She shouted loudly using voice transmission. Jian Zhizhi and Cui Lu were running behind Nan Feng. When he heard Qin Wanwan's voice, he asked lazily, "What's wrong?"
"Are you okay? They wanted to kill Xie Gutang and captured me to threaten you!"
"Didn't I give you a talisman?" Jian Zhiman said nonchalantly, "I used it when I was in the Sword Sect. Use the talisman to activate the spell and call my name."
Qin Wanwan was stunned, and then she remembered the talisman that Jian Zhi gave her when he left.
She quickly handed the talisman to Xie Gutang and told him, “Brother Xie, activate the talisman and call my master’s name!”
Xie Gutang didn't have time to think about it. He waved his sword with one hand to stop the crowd rushing over. With the other hand, he grabbed the talisman given by Qin Wanwan, used his spiritual power to activate the talisman, and whispered: "Jian zhi."
The moment the sound fell, a brilliant light burst out, and Xie Gutang realized that he was being sucked away by a huge force. He looked up in surprise: "Wanwan..."
"Don't worry," Qin Wanwan smiled, "Master and I are good friends."
"Hello," Jian Zhi felt someone calling him, he turned around and told Cui Lu, "I'll take Wan Wan, you help me take care of her."
After saying that, Jian Zhizhi and Xie Gutang switched positions. Xie Gutang fell to the ground, and Cui Lu was about to greet him happily: "Wan..."
Before the voice fell, she saw the tall and thin Xie Gutang, and Cuilv's face changed: "Why is it you?!"
Cui Lu was not the only one who was surprised. Jian Zhi landed carelessly on the ground, raised his hand and used a sword flower to smoothly stop the person next to him, then turned his head and said to the side: "Thank you..."
As soon as he came out, he was greeted by Qin Wanwan's flattering smile. His eyes widened instantly: "Why is it you?!"
"That's it," Qin Wanwan smiled shyly, "I think it's safer for me to stay here."
"What the hell!"
Jian kicked the person beside him and became furious: "Why are you so worried about him? Why don't you worry about me when you switch to me?!"
"So I'm not here to accompany you?"
Qin Wanwan quickly said something nice: "Xie Gutang was implicated, this is our child, I will accompany you."
Hearing the word "we", Jian Zhi's anger subsided a bit. He glanced around and asked, "What's going on?"
"Just now I reported to the head of the family that Lin Yanzhi had returned, and told him that you guys should find a potion that can test the magic seed method," Ning Buyan coughed, and stood back to back with them, following the people who came around, "but I didn't expect that he suddenly ordered to kill Xie Gutang, and also put me under house arrest, and took Miss Qin as a hostage to force you to come back."
"Did these people stop you?"
Jian Zhi glanced at Ning Buyan who was still coughing and said, "You really look weak."
"This is a member of my Ning clan," Ning Buyan said with some dissatisfaction, "If he is innocent, how could I let you kill him at will?"
"What if the demon is in your body?"
Hearing the word "demon seed", Ning Buyan's eyes turned cold: "If you want to pick it, you can pick it, but you can't kill it."
"Stop him for a moment."
Jian Zhi instructed Ning Buyan, and then called Qin Wanwan: "Wanwan, does Jishan have any magic formula that can save people's lives?"
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Qin Wanwan nodded, and Jian Zhi took out a stack of blank talisman paper from his arms: "Okay, the magic formula can also be expressed with the sword. Wait, I will use the sword to kill people, and you will use the sword to save people."
After saying that, Jian Zhi threw the blank talisman paper, and the talisman paper began to spin around them. Jian Zhi raised his hand and cut open the palm of his hand, then poured his spiritual consciousness into the blood, stained the blood on the talisman paper and wrote the talisman directly.
Thousands of talismans were written in an instant, and they all returned to Jian Zhizhi's hands. Jian Zhizhi held the talisman in one hand and the sword in the other, and said to the monks rushing over: "I will decide whether you live or die, and you will decide whether to live or die."
After saying that, he jumped into the sky on tiptoe, and talismans flew towards the crowd. One by one, the talisman papers chased people and stuck to them. The moment they touched people's bodies, some of them showed no reaction, while some emitted green light. Jian Zhi moved very quickly. The moment the first green light appeared, he rushed into the crowd like a phantom, stabbed his sword into the opponent's heart, and shattered the demon seed.
Then he rushed to the second person, stabbed another sword into the other person's heart, and used thunder power to shatter the demon seed.
Thunder can drive away evil spirits and suppress demons, and evildoers fear it the most.
Qin Wanwan reacted as soon as the first stab was made. She immediately caught up with Jian Xizhi and swung a sword at the person who was stabbed.
The sword carried the Jishan magic formula, which was magnified many times by Yuan Ning, and instantly wrapped around the wound of the injured person, ensuring that he would not be able to breathe and fall to the ground.
Jian Zhi moved quickly, and Qin Wanwan followed closely behind, not leaving anyone behind.
Ning Buyan looked at the green lights that lit up one after another in the square. The moment the green lights came on, demonic energy spread rampantly in the square.
He gritted his teeth and imitated Jian Zhi's movements, rushing towards these disciples.
Jian Zhi saw Ning Buyan rushing into the battlefield. He raised his head and looked up, and saw Ning Buxiu and Ning Wenxu standing on the roof.
They looked down at the battle from above, just like the high and mighty figures in the murals.
Jian Zhi smiled, raised his hand and a talisman flew straight towards Ning Wenxu. Ning Buxiu subconsciously blocked in front of him, and the talisman hit him with a bang, causing him to vomit blood.
Ning Wenxu stopped him and said anxiously: "No!"
After he finished speaking, Ning Wenxu saw a green light floating on Ning Buxiu's chest.
Demonic energy overflowed from Ning Buxiu's chest. With blood in his mouth, he spoke vaguely: "Dad..."
Ning Wenxu pushed him away and staggered back: "Demon Seed... You actually... You actually brought a demon seed..."
"Dad..." Ning Buxiu crawled towards Ning Wenxu, "Save me..."
"Where did you get this demon seed? Who killed your grandfather? Who killed him?!"
"Save me... Dad..."
Ning Buxiu struggled to crawl to Ning Wenxu's feet and grabbed the corner of his clothes. He raised his head, his face covered in blood: "I am... your son."
Ning Wenxu was speechless, his lips were trembling.
For a moment, he seemed to see the young Lin Yanzhi, who was crawling in front of him covered in blood and grabbing the corner of his clothes.
He looked up at him, his eyes full of pleading: "Father, save me. I am... your son."
"No... You are not..."
Ning Wenxu opened his eyes wide, as if he was crazy. He suddenly drew his sword and stabbed it into Ning Buxiu's chest. He stabbed again and again, madly: "You are not my son, you are not a human, you are just a spirit beast. You should be obedient. Why do you want to kill me! How can you!"
Ning Buxiu was pierced by sword after sword and he breathed his last with his eyes open.
Ning Wenxu saw that the man was completely motionless and finally realized what he had done.
"Not repairing..."
He squatted down tremblingly, and hurriedly tried to pull him: "Buxiu... What's wrong with you..."
"What's wrong?"
Jian Xizhi's voice suddenly rang out. Ning Wenxu looked up in a daze and saw Jian Xizhi standing not far away holding a blood-stained sword.
"He was killed by you."
Jian Zhi raised his chin towards Ning Buxiu's body and said, "Where is your dear son?"
"In other words..."
Ning Wenxu trembled and came out. Jian Zhizhi shook his head: "I am not Lin Yanzhi, but I do want to ask for his debt." Jian Zhizhi smiled.
"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you!"
Ning Wenxu became excited after hearing Jian Xizhi's words. Jian Xizhi raised his sword and said calmly, "You ruined Lin Fengxi's life, ruined Lin Yan's life, and indirectly ruined Ning Huihe's life. It's not too much to take your life, right?"
"Do you want the Linglong Jade? Do you want money? Or do you want the Ning family?"
Ning Wenxu yelled hysterically: "I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you!"
"I don't want any of that. What I want," Jian Zhizhi watched the raindrops fall on the sword, "is just some truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Zhi suddenly pounced towards Ning Wenxu!
Ning Wenxu no longer showed weakness and drew his sword instantly!
Ning Wenxu was also in the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and his sword collided fiercely with Jian Xizhi's, causing Jian Xizhi's palm to feel numb.
"If you force me, don't blame me for being rude."
Ning Wenxu gritted his teeth, and Jian Zhi smiled contemptuously: "You try it."
After saying that, Jian Xizhi's consciousness turned into spiritual power, and instantly poured into the swords that confronted Ning Wenxu. Qin Wanwan looked up in shock and shouted in surprise: "Jian Xizhi!"
"Be your own man!"
Jian Zhizhi turned his head and the sword light collided with Ning Wenxu's sword light. Qin Wanwan gritted her teeth and told Ning Buyan: "Hold on."
After saying that, she jumped to a high place, drew out her sword, and released the Jishan repairing formation with the sword intent!
She followed Jian Zhi closely, and every time Jian Zhi drew his sword, she followed behind him.
Her swordsmanship is exactly the same as Jian Yi's, but her sword intent is completely different.
It's simple to kill people, but each of her swords contains endless opportunities.
Jian Zhi felt his consciousness being nourished by spiritual power. He turned around suddenly and saw Qin Wanwan coming to his side. She said calmly, "Draw your sword."
The drizzle continued, and the sounds of the Ning family's fighting had already been heard.
Yan Wushuang packed his things, sat at the table, and looked at the talisman that Jian Xizhi gave him.
"Brother," the Golden Sword Boy rushed in with the disciples of Giant Sword Villa, pursed his lips, "The Ning family has risen."
Yan Wushuang raised his head and looked at the Golden Sword Boy. The Golden Sword Boy gritted his teeth and said, "I have seen many cultivators who have been infected by the devil seeds. Ning Wenxu is also fighting with Jian Xizhi."
"So what?" Yan Wushuang's voice was calm.
The Golden Sword Boy lowered his head: "We want to save people."
"I know he just hurt my brother," the Golden Sword Boy said with some guilt, "but I think he was right, and I want to help him. Just now, he was right."
As he spoke, the Golden Sword Boy made up his mind. He raised his eyes and said to Yan Wushuang: "A sword cultivator must not forget his sword. When I was learning the art, my master once asked me why I learned sword. I answered my master that my sword is to save the people I think should be saved and to protect the way I think should be protected. It is still the same today."
When Yan Wushuang heard this, he stopped talking. He thought of Ning Huihe's gentle eyes two hundred years ago.
When they met for the first time, Ning Huihe stared at his sword and said tenderly: "Your sword is so beautiful."
"Let's go ahead."
Yan Wushuang spoke.
The boy with the golden sword was stunned, and Yan Wushuang suddenly stood up. He walked to the cabinet, opened the dusty cabinet, and took out a black long sword from it.
The word "Red Dust" was engraved on the sword. He held the sword and brushed his fingers across the blade.
"I'll take you guys."
"Aren't you going to see your sister-in-law..."
"Oh my god," Yan Wushuang smiled and patted the soul-locking bag on his waist, "Sister-in-law is here, she will see my heroic figure!"
"Let's go!"
Yan Wushuang glanced at the eyes of everyone at Jujian Villa and said, "Let them be angry. The strongest in Huangcheng is still Jujian Villa!"
As he spoke, he picked up his sword and led the people out of the ruined temple. Before flying away on his sword, he turned his head to take a look at the crooked words "Jujian Villa". After a long time, he raised his hand and stroked it. The four words "Jujian Villa" disappeared, revealing the four big strong and powerful words "Jujian Villa".
The sword is the symbol of the Tao.
Back then, he was afraid that he would bring disgrace to the sect, so he didn't dare to use the sect's name for two hundred years. But now, when he was about to leave, he finally hung up the plaque of his villa.
All the disciples laughed. Yan Wushuang raised his hand and pointed, then flew out with his sword.
The disciples of Jujian Villa followed closely behind. Yan Wushuang braved the wind and rain and finally felt his long-lost youthful spirit.
He was speeding along the way, and from a distance he saw Xie Gutang flying over on a sword and Cui Lu flapping her wings in the rain, and he smiled happily; "Oh, what a coincidence."
Xie Gutang smiled and bowed to Yan Wushuang: "Nice to meet you."
When they arrived at the Ning's house, Jian Zhi had just stabbed the sword into Ning Wenxu's chest.
Green light bloomed on Ning Wenxu's chest. His lips trembled as he tried to defend himself: "I... I am a demon..."
"You are a demon species. Don't you know it in your heart?"
Jian Zhi whispered in his ear with a calm expression: "Moreover, those who are born with demon seeds are not necessarily evil demons. Only when the heart becomes a demon, the person will become a demon."
After saying that, he drew his sword, and Ning Wenxu fell onto the roof, then rolled down along the ridge and fell to the ground.
Jian Zhi looked at the disheveled corpse for a moment, then he raised his sword and turned to look at Qin Wanwan.
“There are so many people,” he complained with a smile, “It’s so annoying.”
"I feel so too."
Qin Wanwan was panting and talking, and Yan Wushuang's voice came from afar: "Jian Zhizhi, Qin Wanwan, I'm here to help you!"
Qin Wanwan turned around in surprise, and raised her eyes together with Jian Zhi, and saw Yan Wushuang, Xie Gutang and others rushing over from a distance. Jian Zhi smiled when he saw them coming.
Then he sat on the roof without saying a word.
"quick rest."
Jian Zhi called Qin Wanwan: "The replacement worker is here."
Qin Wanwan was also very tired.
She sat down next to Jian Xizhi, watching Yan Wushuang, Xie Gutang and others join the battle.
Cui Lu took a quick look at the previous situation and understood what Jian Xizhi and Qin Wanwan meant. Yan Wushuang, Xie Gutang and others were responsible for detonating the demon seeds, and she followed closely behind to rescue them.
Qin Wanwan and Jian Xizhi were too tired to speak. They watched the scene of fighting. After a while, Jian Xizhi raised his hand and blocked Qin Wanwan's head with his sleeve.
Qin Wanwan noticed that the drizzle above her head was blocked by someone. She turned back to look at him in confusion. Jian Zhizhi explained, "It's raining heavily." Jian Zhizhi glanced into her eyes, as if to ask for credit, "I'll block it for you."
"Is it useful for you to block it?" Qin Wanwan frowned.
Jian Zhi was speechless. He was unhappy that he had done a good deed in vain, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Just forget it, don't block it."
"To keep out the rain," Qin Wanwan pulled out an umbrella with a painting of blooming peach blossoms from her Qiankun bag and held it over their heads. "Of course we need an umbrella."
Jian Zhi paused, he slowly raised his head and held up an umbrella with peach blossoms painted on it. The bright peach blossom color was faintly reflected through the paper.
His clear eyes looked at the bright color of peach blossoms for a long time.
He told Qin Wanwan that this was the first time he held an umbrella in over a hundred years.