destiny

As soon as Shen Siyan stood still, he began to nag her non-stop: "Changxia, I know you're unhappy, but Zen Master...hasn't he decided long ago? What does it matter if it's a day earlier or later? Besides, you can't joke with your own life. The fairy world is so dangerous..."

Chang Xia: "If you don't want your mouth, I can sew it shut for you."

Shen Siyan rubbed his hands: "Xia Xia~"

Chang Xia sneered, "It's best if Zuo Qin and Xie Fengxue don't let me know when they died."

Shen Siyan: ...

"Master Zuo and Senior Brother Xie..."

"Don't mention those two unlucky guys to me."

Shen Siyan: ...

You are noble and great, you can mention it as much as you want.

Chen Siyan thought that he should temporarily avoid this powder keg that could explode at any moment. He silently and deliberately took two steps back from Changxia, leaving her alone to be quiet.

In fact, he knew why Changxia was so angry - it was not that she could not accept the Zen master's sacrifice to the Heavenly Dao, but she hated the feeling of powerlessness of passively accepting it.

Needless to say, the Southern Territory, the Eastern Territory had long been involved because of Huo Tinglan, and the Northern Territory... the Zen Master's formations were all set up by Zuo Qin, and even in the most stubborn Western Territory, Pei Miaoyi was responsible for breaking the Four Directions Sword Formation.

In such an event that the whole world is involved in, Changxia can only rely on those clues to discover the truth.

She was even tricked in the end. When she was about to send the Zen master off for the last time with a nervous mood, she found out that the Zen master had already passed away.

She is not some insignificant little person. As a swordsman in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, she has already stood at the top of the Cang Xuan Pyramid.

Her master, senior brother and elder Zuo Qin were all too powerful, so powerful that her swordsmanship was useless.

Her junior sister and the Zen master were both too considerate, so considerate that she couldn't even blame them.

Blame them for not wanting to get caught up in the vortex?

Shen Siyan casually plucked a piece of grass and held it in his mouth. I have to say that Master Zuo's attainments in formations are truly extraordinary. This projection is so detailed that it even captures the five senses. It truly feels like I'm there in person.

The female swordsman in the goose-yellow robe in front of him stood tall and straight like a pine tree, walking at a steady pace. Even when she was walking without stopping, her upper body didn't sway at all. Having seen Chang Xia so often, laughing, cursing, and acting so carefree, he was actually a little uncomfortable with her current behavior.

He had heard about the story of Cangfeng Mountain hiding the sword in a box, so he regretted that he had never been able to actually see Changxia holding the sword. After all, Changxia would only show his anger towards the demons of Chi Zhouhai, and he was not inferior to Chi Zhouhai.

but……

He squinted his eyes, feeling the powerful aura emanating from all directions, and felt that his long-cherished wish might come true today.

I just hope that I can die quickly and peacefully, without being too torturous.

Changxia stood still in a wilderness. The reeds around him were as tall as a man, swaying in the wind, and the reed catkins flew everywhere.

The weather is fine and the weather is good, which is suitable for killing immortals.

She looked at her palm, and as if sensing something, she summoned Caishou. She lightly stroked the sword tip with her palm, and the purple enchanting sword began to greedily suck the bright red blood.

Is this also reproducible?

She even wondered for a moment if Zuo Qin had lied to her, that Ru Lin wasn't just a projection of her presence, but a teleportation of her real self. But in her cave, she and Shen Siyan's real bodies were still there, and Shen Siyan was even serving her tea and peeling fruit.

The memories and emotions on both sides are shared, as if the person is split in half.

I'm afraid even the Zen master's three thousand bodies cannot achieve such meticulousness.

How did Zuo Qin do it?

But now is obviously not the time to think about this.

Chang Xia brought Shen Siyan to her side, and the purple sword light protected him. Although she often wanted to strangle Shen Siyan, since she was the one who brought him to the fairyland, it was better not to let him experience death for real.

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Xiaoling Mountain, where the Zen master preaches.

The kind-looking old bald man with white beard smiled at the believers below the stage.

Someone asked: "Zen Master, we have been busy cultivating immortality all our lives, but what exactly is immortality?"

The Zen master still smiled kindly, but his words were extremely vicious.

"To be immortal is to be old."

The people in the audience looked at each other in confusion.

But after the Zen master said this, he refused to explain further, as if asking them to figure it out on their own.

Everyone knows that the old and immortal are thieves, but what does this Zen master mean when he says that the old and immortal are immortals?

Forget it, never mind, what the Zen master says is always right.

And just under the Bodhi tree three meters away from the Zen master, Zuo Qin was leaning against the sacred Buddhist tree with his eyes closed, resting. People were coming and going around him, but no one noticed him.

What no one noticed was the sword immortal beside him. Bie Jingchun's hands were itching, so he couldn't help but picked a Bodhi leaf and rubbed it in his hands, crushing the leaf into pieces, before he could even wait for the old man on the stage to look at him.

Oh, I forgot, the old guy passed away last night, and now the one above is just an illusion.

He felt bored, so he waved his hand and turned the leaves into spiritual light spots that scattered in the air. The fragrance of plants and trees instantly filled the space around him.

Bie Jingchun scratched his chin, feeling that this was not a good idea, so he used his spiritual power to nourish the Bodhi tree again, and was not satisfied until a dozen new leaves sprouted from it.

Zuo Qin folded his arms without opening his eyes: "There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. He didn't let you pick the leaves before, but he was just looking for an excuse to cause trouble for you."

How much respect can those who agree with Xie Fengxue burying wine under the tree have for this tree?

It's just a tool for the bald donkey to fool the world.

Bie Jingchun glared at him: "What do you care!"

Zuo Qin's expression remained unchanged: "Also, don't call him old in your heart. He is more than a thousand years younger than you and me."

This time he finally opened his eyes and glanced at Bie Jingchun, the meaning of his gaze was very clear.

Is it okay to call someone an old thing?

But there are not many old guys in Cang Xuan who are older than them.

Looking up from the left quilt, above the lush green branches and leaves is the azure sky.

He laughed sarcastically, haha, a high and mighty immortal.

Bie Jingchun looked at Shichen and asked, "Where did that boy Axue go? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Zuo Qin: “I’m dreaming.”

Bie Jingchun: ...

I suspect you are lying to me.

He asked again: "Didn't they say there would be a big event today? Why is there no movement yet?"

Zuo Qin closed his eyes again: "It's not time yet."

Bie Jingchun is not giving up: "Xia Xia can really create such a big scene"

Zuo Qin said impatiently, "What the fortune teller sees is destiny. Yesterday was clearly the right time, but we insisted on holding the ceremony today, just to take advantage of her."

"Then how did you find the right time to make her angry..."

"What the fortune teller sees is destiny!"

Zuo Qin was completely impatient. He shook his sleeves and left, not wanting to bother with this idiot anymore.

"It's not that I timed it to make her angry, it's that she would definitely do this at this time. If it wasn't for me, there would be someone else."

If Changxia hadn't discovered that the Zen master was fake, she might have encountered other things that would have angered her, such as Xie Fengxue being injured while spying on the secrets of heaven, a fool from nowhere in the fairy world kidnapping Li Bai, or her third junior sister being killed.

Anyway, no matter the cause and effect, since Zuo Qin saw that she would rush to the fairyland at that time, it would definitely happen.

This means that destiny has been determined.

——

At the same time, in the dream, Xie Fengxue was glaring at someone.

What he saw was the young Ji Sheng, whose face still looked childish, very different from the Human Emperor he had seen in historical records.

At that time, Changxia was still a guest in the East Territory. Ji Sheng gambled with her every day, but never won once.

Xie Fengxue said disdainfully: "Stupid!"

Ji Sheng's eyes turned red with anxiety: "If you can do it, go gamble with her!"

Xie Fengxue smiled and took out a folding fan from somewhere and placed it against Ji Sheng's forehead.

The young Ji Sheng was angry but dared not say anything, staring at him with red eyes.

Although this was his dream, he didn't know how the person in front of him had gained control. Ji Sheng would be punished if he showed any disrespect.

Considering that he is the only son of the contemporary Emperor of Humanity and the next Emperor of Humanity, how could he have suffered such grievances?

Xie Fengxue was really surprised to see the child almost crying.

Zuo Qin asked him to help teach an apprentice in his dream, and this apprentice turned out to be Ji Sheng who had died eight hundred years ago.

Still so green...

He knocked the future Human Emperor on the head with his fan.

"Changxia and I are usually evenly matched."

Ji Sheng covered his head in pain. He wanted to act like the future emperor and scold Xie Fengxue, but when he heard Xie Fengxue's next words, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Want to beat her once? Call me Senior Brother and I'll teach you."

He hurriedly grabbed Xie Fengxue's sleeve and said crisply, "Brother, teach me!"

Yell, why not? Anyone who doesn't yell is a fool!

That woman is so scary!

Xie Fengxue: ...

It's a bit difficult for me to handle this since you are so aware of the current situation.

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The long summer's life is bleeding.

She stood in the middle of the reeds, surrounded by dozens of immortals who were trying to kill her. Some of them were in a disheveled state, their clothes were a little torn, and their wounds were still bleeding.

But they didn't care at all - Changxia's clothes were more torn, and the wounds on her body were more numerous and more frightening.

But Shen Siyan was actually well protected by her, not even a hair was broken.

The leading immortal looked at Changxia with fiery eyes.

This is Bie Jingchun's apprentice. If we capture her...

Shen Siyan pulled Chang Xia's sleeve and whispered, "Xia Xia, why don't we retreat? You see, you've been fighting for so long and only killed two."

Although this is also outrageous.

There is a qualitative leap between immortal power and spiritual power. Moreover, the lifespan of immortals is endless, so they have enough time to enrich their experience.

Even so, Chang Xia was able to kill two people with his swordsmanship and desperate fighting method.

For the first time, he had a deep understanding of the name of Sword Immortal. He originally thought that Bie Jingchun was just Cang Xuan's Sword Immortal, but he heard from the immortal who was chasing them that Sword Immortal seemed to have been the number one swordsman in the fairy world four thousand years ago.

Or the kind that others can't even match.

Changxia pursed her lips, and with a flash of purple sword light, the cuffs on both sides of her sleeves were cut off.

She looked at her tattered skirt with regret and sighed.

But when I thought about the fact that she was just a projection, I didn't feel so bad anymore.

Then she tied a piece of cloth around Shen Siyan's wrist, covered her eyes with another piece, and tied the remaining cloth into a knot behind her hair, and the ribbon danced in the wind.

The blindfolded swordsman said softly, "When I was in the Spirit Severing Stage, I killed a demon in the Tribulation Stage in Chi Zhouhai. No one believed me because I never used this move in the Cang Xuan Realm for fear of harming the harmony of nature."

Her voice was so soft that it seemed to break in the wind.

Cutting life and vitality, where will the cut vitality go?

The purple divine sword was shining brightly. At some point, it stopped sucking the blood of its master. Instead, it continuously injected strength and vitality into Changxia's body. Her wounds healed quickly and her momentum rose rapidly.

Changxia thought that the immortals had infinite lifespans and abundant vitality, making them the most suitable people for harvesting.

She pointed her sword horizontally, and the sword cultivator covered her eyes with a cloth. She didn't need to look at the immortals. Except for Shen Siyan, who had her aura on him, the rest were all enemies and could be killed and devoured.