When the sword reaches its extreme speed, its shadow cannot be seen.
It used the night sky as its backdrop, and in an instant several dazzling rays of light flashed by, and one sword after another kept slashing towards Dao Jie.
Daojie was forced to retreat continuously by the murderous sword. His ten fingers quickly pointed around his body and soon formed several barriers around him.
After barely resisting Su Yuan's attack, he slapped him back with his backhand: "Su Yuan, you old dog, stop pestering me. I haven't offended you! What do you want to do by ruining my plans time and time again!"
After slashing ten swords from the top of the sky, a thin figure twisted in mid-air to avoid Dao Jie's palm, and landed on the ground with his body bent. The gravel and dust that had just fallen also flew up and down with his movement.
He raised his sword and swung it with ease, using the sword energy to disperse the dust, then slowly stood up and walked out.
This is a sword cultivator dressed in black clothes, standing straight like a green pine, with deep brows and slightly confused eyes, his temples are as pale as snow, and his face is weathered.
Su Yuan inserted the slender black iron sword in his hand diagonally into the ground, looked at Dao Jie with a half-smile, and said playfully: "I like you, so can't I just follow you?"
Having said that, he was filled with murderous intent, and was not as relaxed as he said.
Daojie spat in disgust and unconsciously pressed on the severed finger that was cut off by the man in front of him, feeling his scalp tingling.
He is not the only one who is searching for treasures in the wasteland, or trying to snatch some power of the laws of heaven and earth. Everyone is doing the same thing. No one should look down on anyone else. It all depends on their own luck to search in these countless wastelands.
But a thousand years ago, there came a crazy Su Yuan. Anyone who met him could forget about treasure hunting in the wasteland. This guy was as obsessed as a dog-skin plaster and was determined to drive everyone out of the wasteland, big or small.
Daojie had once had one finger cut off by his sword in a wasteland. In order to avoid this madman, this time he deliberately broke through the void and walked to an extremely remote corner.
I thought I was extremely lucky this time, as I happened to run into a wasteland where the laws of heaven and earth were cultivated. I never expected that not only were the laws of heaven and earth useless, but they also attracted Su Yuan, the crazy swordsman!
He took another step back and scolded, "You are sick! These are just wastelands. Even if we don't come to take them, they will dry up and be destroyed in a thousand years. Why are you stopping me?"
When asked this question, Su Yuan's eyes remained calm, and he just kept waving his sword and moving forward.
"Even if this world is abandoned, you cannot do what you want. I will not stop until you leave this world."
"Fuck, don't let me get away with this, or I'll make you, a stray dog that escaped from the Eastern Xuan Realm, get lost!"
Daojie gritted his teeth, knowing that there was no way he could reason with this madman, and in a rage he struck out several times with his backhand, each strike using all his strength.
Zhenren Su Yuan also defeated Dao Jie with one sword and one palm, causing him to vomit blood. His breath was weak and he had almost no strength to fight back. It seemed that he was about to attack the latter in the face.
However, something strange happened at this moment!
Su Yuan's hand paused, and then he closed his eyes tightly, as if enduring some sudden pain.
Seeing this, Dao Jie, who was knocked to the ground, felt ecstatic.
It is said that disciples of the Dongxuan Realm will have a wisp of their soul detained inside the mountain gate when they enter. Su Yuan defected, so that wisp of his soul must not have been retrieved. It seems that the people of the Dongxuan Realm are now using that wisp of soul as a guide to search for Su Yuan's whereabouts!
He no longer hesitated, and endured the serious injuries on his body and flew forward, with a palm wind slashing towards Su Yuan's head. The latter was knocked back by the palm and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Daojie not only did not stop when seeing this, but his face lit up with joy, and he attacked again with a deadly force. Right at this moment, he wanted to avenge his severed finger!
However, before Daojie's hand fell, a sword came flying from nowhere and knocked his hand off course. The palm also landed on a hill on the island not far away. With a loud bang, the hill suddenly shattered into rocks.
“Who is it!”
No one answered him, only a figure in white came flying towards him like a whirlwind.
The young man holding the sword had a handsome and extremely youthful face. Wherever the sword went, there seemed to be the sound of a phoenix singing, and vaguely revealed the laws of the Dao that made Dao Jie feel terrified!
Even the laws of heaven and earth are divided into levels. For example, if someone has comprehended the changes in the clouds and mist between heaven and earth, or has comprehended the condensation of ice, these are extremely strong forces of the laws of heaven and earth.
But there are some laws, such as life and death, time, and reincarnation. These elusive laws are rarely comprehended by people, and ordinary people don't even know of their existence, because they almost only exist in the most talented people in the top sects in the upper realm.
Daojie couldn't tell what kind of power this was, he just felt it was terrifying.
When Wen Yun saw Ye Shubai flying out to save Su Yuan, he thought to himself that something was not good, but he was not surprised.
After all, this is our ancestor, and we have to save him. Moreover, only from him can we know what the situation of his ascension is. I am afraid that we have no choice but to take action this time.
As Ye Shubai's phoenix took on a half-real and half-virtual form, Wen Yun tightly grasped the dragon bone wand and lightly leaped into the air to follow.
The girl's eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance, her lips slowly curled up, and she whispered: "Xiaohong, it's time to show your real skills!"
After her spiritual power and magic power merged into one, Wen Yun no longer indulged in storybooks every day. She has also been studying how to make better use of this golden supernatural power.
It turns out that for those who can study forbidden spells, it is not difficult to study new skills.
Wen Yun changed the dragon bone wand in his hand into a standard sword-holding posture, and followed closely behind Ye Shubai. His hand movements were precise and elegant, and a set of Liulan swordsmanship was performed right after the Qingyun swordsmanship.
She had previously practiced sword skills with the young boy Ye Shubai for a hundred years in the world of memories. No one in the world could understand his sword skills better than her.
With this coordination, the two sets of sword techniques blended perfectly, and it was impossible to find a single loophole.
The front part of the dragon bone wand suddenly turned into an extremely hot flame, and the element in the wand suddenly drilled into the dragon-shaped sword intent and transformed into its original form!
The elegant and noble fire phoenix raises its neck and sings clearly, while the mighty and domineering fire dragon raises its head and roars.
They are clearly two sword forms with completely different styles, but when intertwined together they are extremely compatible, rushing towards Dao Jie with a devastating force!
Su Yuan looked up at the two sword intentions. His originally dazed eyes suddenly flashed with light. He stared at them blankly, and his hand holding the sword tightened, and then moved slightly.
Daojie stared at the attack with his mouth wide open and dodged quickly, but the two sword intentions came as a sneak attack and he couldn't dodge in time, and was injured by the double attack of the dragon and phoenix and vomited blood again!
Even worse was Xie Mi'an, who fainted on the ground and was implicated. The fire dragon seemed to have accidentally swung its tail and burned his body beyond recognition.
Wen Yun: Actually, I asked Xiaohong to burn the dog on purpose.
"Who are you? Why are you interfering in the fight between us?!"
The injured Dao Jie took a step back and looked at the two men vigilantly, with all kinds of messy guesses in his mind.
They carry an extremely strong original force, so they are definitely not people from the wasteland. Could they be another pair of wild mandarin ducks who came together to steal the treasure
With his level of cultivation, he certainly would not mistake Wen Yun's gender just because she was wearing men's clothes. He could tell at a glance that the man and woman were both only about 20 years old. Also, because the golden light on Wen Yun was too pure, he was unable to judge the depth of the two people for a moment.
Dao Jie had been injured by Su Yuan before, so he didn't dare to make two more enemies of unknown strength. He took two steps back, suppressed his resentment, and spoke cautiously: "I think you two are new here. We have rules when we travel in the Wanqian Wasteland. The so-called first come, first served..."
As he spoke, his hands were secretly preparing attacking moves.
Wen Yun caught all of this in his eyes and felt a chill in his heart.
Her expression was normal, even with a more arrogant and indifferent attitude, and she said lightly: "It's just a waste world. I don't bother to pick up this garbage."
As soon as he said this, Dao Jie's vigilance relaxed slightly. He bowed slightly and said, "I wonder if you are..."
Wen Yun knew that his bet was right, so he raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "I am here in the name of our master to capture the traitor Su Yuan and bring him back to the Dongxuan Realm. Don't block me, get out of the way!"
She appeared calm on the surface, but was actually extremely panicked inside.
Facts have proved that Wen Yun's excellent acting skills honed over hundreds of years are still superb, and this arrogant and disdainful attitude successfully scares Dao Jie.
He looked at Wen Yun in doubt and astonishment. He was so frightened by the name of "Dongxuan Realm" that he dared not take any action. They had just used soul guidance to search for Su Yuan's traces, and he had already found him silently? It was indeed Dongxuan Realm!
Moreover, Dao Jie was seriously injured at the moment, and he was not sure that he could fight against three people. He valued his life very much and was unwilling to take any risks. He immediately picked up the unconscious Xie Mi'an at his feet and jumped away.
Wen Yun did not relax, but turned his head cautiously to look at Master Su Yuan.
Ye Shubai was standing beside Su Yuan at this moment. He did not speak a word, but just looked at the old senior indifferently. The three of them did not speak for a while.
Finally, the young girl holding the staff covered her lips and coughed softly, and scolded in a domineering manner: "You are so good at running away, Su Yuan, making it easy for me to find you!"
Su Yuan had a strange expression on his face and didn't say anything.
Wen Yun cursed Su Yuan in a tender voice, calling him a traitor and a pariah, and finally took him away quickly to the open sea. Because Su Yuan walked slowly, he was kicked by the girl before leaving.
Daojie, who had been hiding in the fog and watching, finally put aside his doubts. He covered his mouth and coughed heavily, with blood flowing out from between his fingers. Daojie didn't bother to care, but forcefully pulled out the soul of the unconscious boy beside him.
Xie Mi'an had already fallen into a coma, and it was Mo You who was forcibly called out this time.
There was overwhelming hatred and regret in his eyes, and he started cursing sinisterly as soon as he came out. Daojie exerted pressure on him, and Mo You finally shut up, but his soul was still twisted and he tried to struggle out of Daojie's hands.
"I need to recuperate for a while. Take me to your cave."
Mo You was not like Xie Mi'an who would easily bow his head. He snorted coldly and was unwilling to obey.
On the one hand, he knew that he would not have a good ending if he fell into this man's hands. On the other hand, he was psychologically unbalanced. Whenever he thought about the fact that he, who had always controlled the fate of others, was now being controlled by someone else and his life was like an ant, he felt that life was worse than death.
He sneered at Dao Jie: "You? Are you worthy?"
This sarcastic attitude successfully annoyed Dao Jie. He clenched his hands expressionlessly. Mo You could no longer maintain his dignity and screamed and begged for mercy.
"Am I worthy of this seat?"
In the past, he was the one torturing other people's souls, but now it was finally his turn to suffer. Mo You shouted in resentment, "Pooh! Pooh! Pooh, pooh, pooh!"
Dao Jie then let go and ordered coldly: "Take me back to your cave, and find some medical practitioners for me to heal my wounds... What? There are no medical practitioners in your world? It really deserves to be called a waste world!"
He didn't plan to leave just like that. Now that he was here, it would be a shame if he didn't take the opportunity to see whether that "Qingliu Sword Sect Wen Yun" had the power of the law!
On the other side, Wen Yun, after showing off, ran away faster than a dog.
Her hands were shaking slightly due to nervousness, but she still didn't dare to relax. Although she had frightened Daojie for a while, if the other party reacted, he would probably chase them. So she had to escape as fast as she could, her life was at stake!
Wen Yun never gambled with his life. He just wanted to wait until his side recovered its strength before launching a surprise attack. On this point, he agreed with Dao Jie.
"Xiaohong, take the people on the magic boat back to Fubuki Island first."
As soon as the order was issued, the little fire dragon quickly transformed into its original form, flapped its huge flesh wings, and flew towards the depths of the fog. Wen Yun also desperately drove the magic wand under her feet, which was emitting golden light and quickly fled towards the direction of the four continents.
Because she was trying too hard, her face was faintly blue and white. Seeing this, Ye Shubai unconsciously let go of Fu Suyuan's hand and supported her, saying in a deep voice: "I'll do it."
Wen Yun refused. The spiritual power in the open sea was weak. It was not easy for Ye Shubai to transform into a human form with his sword power just now. How could he survive if he was asked to fly on the sword to escape
She also feels sorry for her own sword spirit.
At this time, Su Yuan, who was released by Ye Shubai, almost dropped his wand. After he stood firm, he weakly raised his eyelids and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "No need to be so anxious. Daojie was injured by my sword, so he can't catch up for a while. He can just fly slowly."
After saying this, he looked at the couple helplessly and said sternly, "So there is no need for you two to be so affectionate and sympathetic to each other in front of an old man like me."
Wen Yun: “…”
Senior, you may be too old and your eyesight is blurry. This is clearly just the mutual understanding between master and servant.
Although Su Yuan said so, Wen Yun's desire to survive was stronger than anyone else's. He still escaped to the open sea before dawn and arrived at the coastal city. Coincidentally, they landed in front of the inn they had stayed in before.
After flying at high speed for a whole night, Wen Yun was now extremely tired and his body was somewhat unsteady.
It was early morning and this place was not a main street, so there were not many people passing by.
The waiter was sweeping the floor at the door with his sleeves rolled up. When he saw Mr. Yun, the noble guest, coming back, he immediately dropped his broom and went forward to greet him: "Hey, Mr. Yun! I haven't seen you for a few days? Where have you been looking for fun these days?"
As he spoke, he was about to reach out to help Wen Yun, but Ye Shubai, who was standing beside him, was quicker. He casually stretched out his hand to stop him and said calmly, "I'll do it."
Ye Shubai's fake beard was long gone, and the waiter was stunned by his extremely elegant face. Then, seeing his intimate behavior with Master Yun, he immediately guessed the truth -
So that’s how it is, this Young Master Yun is really a homosexual!
He followed him and said sensibly: "Mr. Yun, the yard you lived in before is still reserved for you. How about I change a big bed for you right now? I guarantee it will be soft and elastic..."
After re-entering the villa, I found that the interior layout had indeed been completely renewed. Not only was there a big red bed in the room, but the recliner and stone table in the courtyard were also sprinkled with pink petals, which looked very romantic.
However, Wen Yun was a person without romance. She casually brushed away the indecent petals and helped the weak Su Yuan to sit down.
She bowed and said, "In order to conceal the calamity, I was disrespectful to you in my words and deeds. I hope you can forgive me."
There was no anger on Su Yuan's face. He glanced at Wen Yun indifferently, then looked at Ye Shubai, and his pale lips moved.
He asked, “Do you know me?”
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai looked at each other in bewilderment.
It is reasonable to say that after the two of them used such iconic Qingyun Sword Technique and Liulan Sword Technique, Master Su Yuan should have recognized their identities, right? But from the way he asked, it was obvious that he did not know them.
Ye Shubai saluted respectfully with a proper attitude: "Senior Su Yuan, my name is Ye Shubai, and I am the current head of the Qingliu Sword Sect."
"Qingliu Sword Sect..." Master Su Yuan frowned and repeated the name. He thought he would be excited by these four words, but he had no memory of it at all.
He could only helplessly say: "I can't remember."
Facing the stunned looks of the two, he sighed and said, "I was once accepted as a disciple by the Eastern Profound Realm. Those who are not initiates from the Eastern Profound Realm will have a trace of their soul extracted, and their past memories will be completely erased. The reason why I am willing to cooperate with you here is just because I feel that the swordsmanship you use is familiar, and perhaps you know my origins."
He casually raised his hand and made a few gentle movements with the sword.
One chop, one cut, one stab, one horizontal.
It is the Qingyun sword technique.
Even though all his memories before entering the Dongxuan Realm were taken away, his hands still remembered this set of sword techniques, and every time he held the sword, he would use it involuntarily.
Master Su Yuan lowered his head, and the morning light shone through the window and fell on his temples, which were dyed as white as frost and snow, making them blindingly white.
He held the thin black iron sword in his arms, like an old man in his twilight years or a child who didn't know where he was, looking up at the young couple in front of him.
"My two friends," he asked calmly, "Am I from this small world? From the Qingliu Sword Sect that you mentioned?"
Wen Yun pursed his lips and nodded solemnly: "Senior Su Yuan, this is your hometown."
Master Su Yuan lowered his head and said nothing. Just when Wen Yun and Ye Shubai thought he was going to burst into tears and had already prepared many warm and touching lines in his mind, the old man finally raised his head.
He looked at the two men doubtfully: "I don't quite believe it. How about you two demonstrate your swordsmanship a few more times so I can see if it's correct?"
The comfort that Wen Yunlin was about to offer was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.
In the end, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai practiced the Qingyun sword technique hundreds of times in the yard, and their hands were almost sore. Master Su Yuan, who was sitting in the yard eating candied fruit and reading a storybook, finally called for a stop.
"By the way, it's exactly the same sword technique I used. It seems like you two didn't lie to me."
If it weren't for the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly, Wen Yun would probably have hit the old man's head with his dragon bone staff until it swelled.
Master Su Yuan picked up a candied date and put it into his mouth, and introduced it to the two juniors in a serious tone: "If you can break through the void one day, you will find that there are actually thousands of worlds in this world, some big and some small, some strong and some weak. Some big forces, like the Dongxuan Sect where I was before, can rule the entire world with their power. They are so powerful that they can name the world after the sect. These forces often have a complete inheritance of tens of thousands or even millions of years. We call it the upper realm!"
"As for the lower realms, they refer to some weak worlds whose inheritance is less than ten thousand years or whose inheritance is incomplete, or like this realm, where the power of the origin of heaven and earth is incomplete."
"If the original power is not complete, it will not be able to absorb energy from the heaven and earth to replenish itself. As more and more practitioners appear, until the energy of the heaven and earth is exhausted, this world will become a waste world where no practice can be done. Right now, the world we live in is almost exhausted, so Dao Jie calls this a waste world."
"The upper world that possesses the origin of heaven and earth is like a fruit tree, which blooms and bears fruit, and leaves fall back to the roots, repeating the cycle endlessly."
As he spoke, he reached out and took a few candied dates from the exquisite fruit plate, and said slowly: "The lower world we are in is like this plate of candied fruit. Once you eat it, it's gone."
After a pause, Master Su Yuan raised his hand and a ball of light golden color condensed in his palm: "The source of power is this."
He looked at Wen Yun again and asked suspiciously, "I am also confused. There is clearly no original power in this world. How did you cultivate it?"
Wen Yun finally understood.
It turned out that Ye Shubai's guess was correct. The real way to become an immortal really requires practicing the combination of magic power and spiritual power.
It is just like there are various gases in the air, which can only be combined together for people to breathe normally. As a result, this world is missing one gas, so cultivators naturally cannot cultivate the true path and need the guidance of immortals to ascend to the upper realm!
The reason why she was able to succeed was because her soul had already practiced magic, and now her body was practicing spiritual power. By chance, she actually merged the two into the original power!
Wen Yun realized something was wrong, his face changed and he said, "If that's the case, then those immortals who came to guide us to ascend..."
"In the beginning, the ascension was true. There were indeed sects from the upper realms that went to receive those who had ascended from the lower realms, accepted them as disciples, and led them into the true path of cultivation."
Su Yuan Zhenren said solemnly, "However, I have been excluded since I entered the Eastern Profound Realm. They called me a pariah from the lower realm. At first, I did not understand what they meant, so I tried to find out. Later, I learned that in the eyes of some practitioners from the larger realms, the lower realm we are in is just a place for them to keep people in captivity. In their eyes, the people from the lower realm are like livestock, not even human beings."
Dongxuan Realm, or Dongxuan Sect, is actually also a sword sect.
At that time, Su Yuan was still a young swordsman full of high spirits. When he entered the Xuantian Secret Realm, he realized that these "immortals" were not right. He tried to resist but failed, so he could only hurriedly throw down the jade slip that recorded the warning "Don't ascend".
Just because of his amazing talent, Dongxuan Sect forcibly took away the power of the laws he had comprehended, erased his memory, and accepted him as a disciple of the sect.
However, even though Master Suyuan had lost his memory, he was still as sharp as ever and acted flamboyantly. In addition, he was indeed too proficient in the way of the sword, which aroused the jealousy of some disciples who were originally born in the Dongxuan Sect, and he was ostracized.
Gradually, some people called him "the pariah of the lower world" or "the pariah of the abandoned world".
No matter how they are called, they always end up using the contemptuous word "untouchables".
Master Suyuan had no previous memories and did not know the reason. It was not until Dongxuan Sect accepted a new disciple not long after that the new disciple had a blank memory like him and was called a "pariah" by other disciples in the sect like him that he finally realized something was wrong.
He investigated all this in secret and finally found out something that was not really a secret in Dongxuan Sect: it turned out that in the eyes of these monks from the upper realm, they were just livestock kept in captivity and leeks used for harvesting.
"What they are doing is the power of the laws of heaven and earth!"
"Even in the upper realm, the power of the laws of heaven and earth is extremely rare, and only those with extraordinary talents can comprehend it. Some forces have turned their attention to the lower realms. Whenever they detect fluctuations in the laws of heaven and earth in that realm, they will take them out under the guise of recruiting disciples and take away the power of the laws!"
"The people from the lower realms who ascended were either brutally killed and silenced. Or like me, although they were accepted into the sect, the power of the laws they had comprehended was taken away, and their past memories were also stripped away. Instead, they acknowledged the enemy as their father and regarded their enemy as their master."
Master Su Yuan spat out a date pit and sighed deeply, "If I hadn't been ostracized in the Eastern Xuan Realm, I probably wouldn't have had the suspicion to investigate all this. After I learned the truth, I escaped from there, and spent a thousand years running around in the lower realms, searching for it, and then traveling to thousands of waste realms, while preventing desperate people like Dao Jie from snatching waste realm resources, while looking for my own sect."
"You may think this is a coincidence, but it is not."
The old swordsman lowered his gray eyebrows and threw the date pit away. The thousand-year-old landscape tree in the courtyard broke and hit the ground with a loud bang.
His voice was low and seemed to have traveled through thousands of years of vicissitudes.
"To wait for this day, I have traveled to countless worlds."
When Wen Yun heard these words, his pupils shrank, he took a deep breath, and his eyes almost turned red.
Su Yuan Zhenren smiled kindly and looked at this sensible younger generation with satisfaction: "It's not that serious. Didn't I come back, ancestor? Let me take a rest, and then we will go together to eliminate the Dao calamity..."
"No." Wen Yun looked at the broken tree and heard the footsteps of the innkeeper rushing over. She said in despair, "It's over. How much spiritual jade do I have to pay?"
When it comes to paying for the spiritual jade, Master Su Yuan suddenly fell silent, looked around and talked about other things, pretending to be dead to the end, completely losing the heroic spirit he had just shown when he talked about the current situation in the world of cultivation.
"What tree? I don't see any tree. I've finished my candied fruit. Go buy me another box, little girl."
Seeing the sadness on Wen Yun's face, Ye Shubai couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. Although he also felt sorry for Lingyu, he just thought she was interesting at this moment.
He said in a gentle and soothing voice: "It's okay, I still have spiritual jade on me."
It would be nothing more than going to Xuantian Secret Realm to dig for two days of Lingyu Mine. Anyway, that was a resting place left by Dongxuan Sect to guide the "ascension" when they landed in this world. It would be a waste if we didn't dig there.
Seeing the boss approaching with a bad look on his face, Ye Shubai handed over the Lingyu as compensation before the other party could attack Wen Yun, and said calmly: "Take it."
As expected, the boss smiled when he saw Lingyu, and said repeatedly: "Mr. Yun, I came here to ask you, if you like to cut down trees, please cut down more. If it's not enough, I will transplant two trees here immediately."
Wen Yun: “…No need.”
Although the thing she used was Ye Shubai's spiritual jade, she still felt heartbroken.
Seeing this, Master Su Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and he said leisurely: "You two young couples are really stingy. It's only 8,000 spiritual jades, but you act as if it costs you your life."
Wen Yun and Ye Shubai caught the same word at the same time, their eyes quickly crossed and they dodged away almost at the same time.
"Senior Su Yuan, I'm afraid you misunderstood." Ye Shubai lowered his eyes slightly and tried his best to calm his voice: "Wen Yun and I are actually..."
"Master and disciple."
"Master and servant."
Two different answers were given at the same time, which made Master Su Yuan laugh. He glanced at the two of them with an ambiguous look, as if to say "I understand".
"I know. You young people are more creative and like to be more interesting in everything. Alas, the Taoist partners like us back then were very simple..."
Wen Yun really wanted to argue with this frivolous old man about what he meant by "many tricks". She and Ye Shubai were the only ones who were really simple.
But before she could open her mouth, the man beside her gently held her hand and said seriously, "You are right. Let's go out and buy you some candied fruit. The journey back to the sect is long, so you should rest for a while."
After saying that, he pulled Wen Yun out of the yard. It was difficult for her to break free, so she had to follow him obediently. Only after they walked out of the yard did she speak uncomfortably, "Why didn't you explain it to him clearly?"
"Master Suyuan is old. Seniors like him often have strange personalities. If you argue with him, he might lose his temper and say something even more inappropriate. It's better to just go along with him."
Ye Shubai explained to Wen Yun in a calm tone. He always spoke in this tone, which made people inexplicably convinced.
This time was no exception. Although Wen Yun felt that the reason was far-fetched, he still believed it. He was so distracted by his theory that he forgot to let go and even forgot that he was still wearing men's clothes.
Wen Yun lowered her head to glance at her and Ye Shubai's hands, pursed her lips, and felt her face getting a little hot. She also felt that it was really embarrassing for her to be so shy, like an inexperienced girl in her teens, not mature or steady at all.
Isn't it just holding hands? When they fought side by side before, they often held hands to share their spiritual power. At the beginning, when she was flying on the sword, she would feel dizzy, and it was Ye Shubai who held her hand to prevent the sword from falling.
Holding hands, it's very normal!
Holding hands is common, but when two handsome men hold hands and walk side by side from the inn courtyard to the lobby, and then from the lobby to the street, it will attract countless people to turn around and look at them.
Fortunately, the cultivators in the world of cultivation are open-minded. Although homosexuality is rare, it is not discriminated against. Everyone just wants to watch the fun.
Wen Yun was used to being the center of attention, so he didn't think it was wrong and walked forward calmly and comfortably.
It was Ye Shubai who noticed the strangeness in everyone's gazes, but he just lowered his eyes, glanced at the hand he was holding with the corner of his eye, and then looked straight ahead and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, but with a slight raise of the corner of his lips.
At this time, the sun was rising, and there were many vendors hawking their wares on the street, making the scene very lively.
Wen Yun reluctantly spent a piece of low-grade spiritual jade to buy a box full of candied fruits sold by a mortal peddler. The peddler usually accepted copper coins or a few cents of silver at most, and had never seen such a generous man. He immediately held the spiritual jade in his hand and shouted that he was an immortal, ready to kneel down and kowtow.
She quickly dodged and said, "I'm not an immortal. I'm just a rich person. Don't kneel to me."
As a result, other vendors became more and more enthusiastic about her, and they almost came up to her to sell their wares. She couldn't bear to refuse these mortals, so she had to buy from them one by one. After walking down this street, her mustard seed bag was filled with many fancy little gadgets.
Seeing that Ye Shubai was about to enter the Wanbao Pavilion, Wen Yun became anxious and quietly pulled his hand: "We have bought enough, let's go back."
She now deeply understands the virtue of thriftiness of sword cultivators and is unwilling to waste even a piece of low-grade spiritual jade.
As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes fell on a row of neatly arranged picture albums on the shelf of Wanbao Pavilion. On the cover, she saw a domineering and evil man with red eyes, forcing a delicate and beautiful girl into a corner, holding her chest. On the album was a row of large and magnificent words:
"The Blackened Master xxxx"!
Because the last four words were too explicit, they were written particularly sloppily in an attempt to fool people, and Wen Yun did not recognize the content. However, this did not prevent her from being unable to walk when she saw the words "Blackened Master". It was obvious that this storybook had actually been published as a picture book!
So Wen Yun entered the Wanbao Pavilion without hesitation, and generously took out a handful of top-grade spiritual jade, and said calmly to the waiter behind him: "Give me one copy of each volume."
Just as he was about to take it and put it into the mustard seed sac, a hand suddenly came across and took all the picture albums.
Ye Shubai was calm and composed, as if he was saying something very normal: "I'll take a look first to see if the content is appropriate before showing it to you."
If the title of this album had not clearly described a teacher-student love affair, he would have banned the sixteen-year-old girl from buying it simply by seeing the two men and women in inappropriate postures, and would not have given her a chance.
Wen Yun didn't think this was an opportunity: "... Then you don't actually need to review it."
Because this book is basically a book of bad stories, it will be twice as bad after being turned into a picture album. There is no doubt that the main color is yellow. Ye Shubai will decide not to show it to her after flipping through two pages.
She realized that she could not see the latest picture album. She was thinking about whether to ask the ancestor of the Wan family to give her a set after returning to the sect, or to ask her second senior brother to help buy a set. At this time, Ye Shubai took out an exquisite small box from somewhere and handed it to her.
He lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly due to nervousness, but he quickly calmed down and said in a very calm tone: "Here you go."
Wen Yun took the box and smelled a familiar fragrance. His eyes lit up and he smiled, "How did you know I like this ointment?"
Of course she knew, she smelled the ointment twice that day.
The depression of having the bad album confiscated was swept away, and Wen Yun smiled and took Ye Shubai's hand to pay the bill. At this moment, a hesitant voice came from behind -
"Wen Yun?"
She turned around and found that there was a young man in a white robe standing behind her. He had a handsome and delicate face, like a girl, but his face looked a little haggard and he had lost a lot of weight.
Qian Lishen recognized Wen Yun and Ye Shubai.
Chuixue Island is not like the Qingliu Sword Sect. They all judge people’s level by their formation skills. So Qian Lishen, who has profound attainments in formations, took over the position of sect leader smoothly.
But he is still young after all, and now Chuixue Island and the Jiang family are in a hostile situation. There are many disputes to deal with, so he is not as free and arrogant as before.
He had vaguely heard that the "Senior Brother Ye" was actually the current head of the Qingliu Sword Sect, so he bowed to Ye Shubai and said politely, "Hello, Headmaster Ye."
Ye Shubai accepted the gift and replied politely: "Hello, Master Qiandao."
After the necessary greetings, Qian Lishen unconsciously turned his gaze to Wen Yun and opened his mouth, not knowing where to start.
Is it that I am now the island master of Fubuki Island? If you want to discuss formations with me, you can come at any time, and it’s okay to enter the Thousand Formations Tower
Or has your Spirit Absorbing Array been changed again? Do you want to try to crack it again
Or, although I also look down on mortals, I have always been taking care of the group of people you rescued in private. Although Shen Xinghai is missing, they are still living well. You can also go back to your Tenth Peak branch and stay there for a while.
His words got stuck in his throat before he could even finish his words.
His gaze gradually moved down from Wen Yun's face, and finally stopped at the two people's clasped hands, and then he vaguely recalled the picture albums they had just taken.
The red color that had just appeared on Qian Lishen's cheeks gradually faded away and became paler.
The boy lowered his eyes, and the light from the store cast a faint shadow on his long eyelashes under his eyelids.
He exchanged a few polite words with the two men, and then said that many wandering cultivators had disappeared in the city recently, and he was busy investigating, so he had to take his leave first.
Hearing this, Wen Yun hurriedly called him back: "You don't need to look for it anymore. There are no more demon cultivators in the city now."
She briefly explained the matter of the demon cultivators abducting the wandering cultivators, and then said to Qian Lishen: "My spirit pets should be bringing them back soon. They will probably need to rest for a while before they can recover their cultivation. Can you help settle them down?"
Qian Lishen was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Okay."
Recently, he sent many disciples from Chuixue Island to investigate and track this matter but found nothing. Unexpectedly, Wen Yun solved the matter silently.
He originally thought that he was very great and always looked down upon everyone else. That was why he always paid attention to Wen Yun, who was better than him in terms of numbers, and thought that only she could be compared with him.
But now it seems that he is not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with Wen Yun. The only one who can be mentioned in the same breath with her is probably Sect Leader Ye.
Qian Lishen said goodbye politely, but just as he turned around, Ye Shubai suddenly spoke.
"Master Qiandao, please stay."
He looked down at Qian Lishen, his tone gentle but serious: "If I'm not mistaken, the demon cultivators will arrive soon, and the disasters of the four continents in the past may happen again. I hope the Thousand Island Lords will be more vigilant. We will stay in this city in the next few days. If there are any changes in the outer sea, you can always find us."
No one knows whether Dao Jie has left this world or not, but the ambitions of the demon cultivators will certainly not be extinguished, and the four continents are in danger.
If it were any other day, Qian Lishen would have said something sarcastic and disdainful, but this time after hearing what Ye Shubai said, the young man's brows also showed seriousness. He bowed to Ye Shubai earnestly and said, "I understand. I will go back and have my disciples set up a formation defense line at the edge of the outer sea."
Wen Yun looked at Qian Lishen's departing back and said puzzledly: "I always feel that he is very different from before."
Ye Shubai said in a clear and cold voice: "A boy will eventually grow into a man."
She was always very curious, so she immediately looked up and asked, "When did you grow into a man?"
Ye Shubai paused, for some reason, the words about tigers and wolves from the previous storybooks suddenly popped up in his mind.
At this moment, he forgot all about the Dao calamity, the Dongxuan Realm, and the major issues concerning the common people. Only the sly smirk on the girl's lips remained.
What can he do
I could only hold her hand tightly in my palm and say something softly.
"Stop it."