Tianshui Tower.
Bai Jilesong pulled his hand back. His face was extremely pale, his brows drooped, and he seemed very tired.
Xie Kanhua and Helian Xiyue both fell to the ground at the same time and passed out. Only Su Baiyi sat on the ground, still barely maintaining consciousness. He sighed softly and wanted to speak but he didn't even have the strength to do so.
Bai Jile took a deep breath and took a step forward.
Then a broken blade hit him in front of him.
A figure then appeared on the roof beam.
Without even looking up, Bai Jile guessed who the person was. He said in a deep voice, "I have made many deals in my life, but now it seems that this deal with you is the least cost-effective."
The visitor smiled and said, "In the eyes of the world, I am an extremely evil person. It is naturally not a good choice for you to make a deal with an extremely evil person."
Bai Jile lowered his head and looked at Su Baiyi lying on the ground.
"Give up the idea. You can't take this man away today." The man played with the dagger in his hand, his tone full of arrogance.
Bai Jile still looked down at Su Baiyi. Given his current situation, it was indeed impossible for him to defeat the man in front of him, unless he...
"It seems you are still hesitating?" The man jumped down from the roof beam. "Is this person really so important to you? Is it worth the risk?"
Bai Jile suddenly moved his toes and stepped back violently. Suddenly, a deep ravine appeared in front of him.
"If you move forward again, I will not hold back." The man said in a deep voice.
Bai Jile didn't hesitate any longer and turned around and broke out through the window.
"You will pay the price for what you did today." Bai Jile left his last words.
The visitor sneered and said, "I never thought that one day, such words would come back upon me."
"Who are you?" Su Baiyi sat on the ground, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, unable to confirm whether the other person was an enemy or a friend.
"No matter who he is, he can't be a good person." The man bent down and carried Su Baiyi on his back.
On this day, a fire that lasted for a day and a night broke out in the Shanglin Tiangong, the largest sect in the martial arts world. The three buildings and four courtyards that were once famous all turned into dust on this day. Among the four courtyards, the Qingming Courtyard no longer existed. The disciples of the Qianji Courtyard and the Xingxiu Courtyard also left Weilong Mountain in the fire under the leadership of their respective heads. The Grand Palace Master Ning Qingcheng died in the fire. The Su family regained control of Weilong Mountain, but only the Chunfeng Building and the Criminal Law Court were left to support him.
No one tried to investigate what caused the fire. Even though rumors were rife in the martial arts world, the major factions seemed to have an unspeakable tacit understanding and remained silent on the matter.
It was not until three months later that a new building was erected on the Jianghu. Although the building was new, the name was familiar to everyone in the world.
Drunken Dream Tower.
Bai Jile, the former Hand of Heavenly Palace, rebuilt the Fu Sheng Zui Meng Tower, but this time it had nothing to do with Shanglin Heavenly Palace.
Later, Qianji Sect and Xingxiu Sect appeared near Fusheng Zuimeng Tower.
Even the most slow-witted people in the martial arts world should understand that this fire has completely changed the situation in the martial arts world.
Only Chunfeng Tower and Weilongshan of the Criminal Law Court no longer have the ability to command the major sects in the world.
Although the strength of Fusheng Zuimenglou, which has joined forces with Qianji Sect and Xingxiu Sect, is daunting, it is no longer so difficult to defeat in the eyes of the four major families in Jiangnan and the Dazefu lineage of Tianxiaoyunjing.
"Uncle, the world of martial arts will belong to our Wang family from now on." Wang Ruoxu, the head of the Wang family, stood by the pond, looking at the fish swimming in the pond, his tone unable to contain his excitement.
The old spear master who was recuperating in the pond did not say anything, but the fish in the pond suddenly began to swim like crazy.
Wang Ruoxu laughed and said, "My uncle is so murderous."
"Ning Qingcheng is dead, so the next person I want to kill is Bai Jile." The old spear master said in a deep voice.
Dongfang Yunwo, the head of the Dongfang family, was still practicing his spear in silence in the backyard. The young master Dongfang Qi stood beside him with a serious look. Dongfang Yunwo finished a set of spear skills and slammed his spear heavily on the ground: "Get up."
Dongfang Qi bowed his head and said, "Father."
"Let's practice shooting together." Dongfang Yun looked up at the sky, "Because every day from now on may be a life-and-death battle."
"Yes." Dongfang Qi said loudly.
The young man from the Xie family still lingered in the singing halls and taverns in the south of the Yangtze River. He seemed to care nothing about the big or small events happening in the world. But one day, when he staggered out of the tavern, he threw a piece of silver into a beggar's bowl.
The beggar thanked the beggar profusely, took the silver coin and left, then returned to the dilapidated temple where he lived, broke the silver coin, took out the letter hidden inside, put it into a bamboo tube, tied it to the leg of a carrier pigeon, and let it fly away.
The carrier pigeon flew westward from Jiangnan to Tianxiaoyunjing.
"A new world of martial arts is about to come." Feng Yuhan, the leader of Tianxiaoyunjing, looked at the letter from Jiangnan. There was no expectation or excitement in his tone, but full of worry.
At that time, his son and his fellow disciples Nangong Xier and Xie Yuling returned to the academy, along with the seriously injured Xie Kanhua and Helian Xiyue. Their meridians were severely injured, and their peerless martial arts were almost wasted. In the academy, several gentlemen summoned all the famous doctors in Shili Langyao, but they were still powerless to do anything.
The whereabouts of the master of the academy, the Confucian Sage, is still unknown. The academy is still ruled by the gentleman. Only a few people know that the Confucian Sage is currently recuperating in Qingcheng Mountain.
The little Taoist Mo Chen returned to Qingcheng Mountain and continued to be the naughty boy who liked to climb trees to take bird eggs and go down the mountain to catch rabbits. But whenever the sky was full of stars, Mo Chen would always look up at the starry sky for a long time, sometimes even all night.
In Shili Langyao, although Shanglin Shuangjue was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, at least he survived the catastrophe. Nangong Xier, Feng Zuojun, and Xie Yuling were taught martial arts by the two, and their skills improved by leaps and bounds. Nangong Xier had even entered the realm of no return in the life-and-death battle of Weilong Mountain. However, the improvement in martial arts did not make them feel better. The sky above Shili Langyao was always shrouded in haze. Everyone, especially Nangong Xier, was more and more worried because Su Baiyi, who went down the mountain with them that day, did not return to the academy. When Feng Zuojun and others arrived at Tianshui Tower that day, they only saw Xie Kanhua and the other three lying on the ground, but did not see Su Baiyi, and finally did not find Su Baiyi's body.
Since that day, Su Baiyi seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth and completely disappeared from the world.
(The first volume of "Jun Youyun" "The Immortal's Guide" is finished.)