[Jinjiang Exclusive] That Xiuxian is Xun
So fast!
Yan Zhiyun's pupils shrank.
I didn’t expect that this ghost cultivator would find this place so quickly - bad, she is not good at close combat, she might suffer later.
I hope this blow can still spare her half life.
She gave a bitter smile, but she never expected a fierce blow from the side.
The female cultivator flew out uncontrollably, but just avoided the cold cross sword energy. The air flow almost cut through the space, and finally destroyed a mountain in the distance.
At the critical moment, Shang Kaixun pushed her away first, then drew his sword and attacked against the fierce ghost energy.
"Fellow Daoist Yan!"
Such a loud noise quickly attracted the cultivators in the cave below. Those who climbed up the rocks quickly saw the attacker's face. The two male cultivators who had gone out to explore were horrified: "How did he get here?!"
"Who is he?"
"How would I know his name? Anyway, he's the murderous ghost cultivator!"
Because of this guy, this group of young cultivators became headless flies, scattered around, not knowing where to go.
Although you are not from the same sect, but you want them to leave here and escape now? That is absolutely impossible.
They were a group of young cultivators who survived after the ghost cultivators massacred the immortal cultivator world. Most of them were rescued by the talisman cultivators led by Yan Zhiyun.
Now Fu Xiuyan's anger and his companions are having trouble keeping the business going, no matter how thick-skinned they are, they cannot bring themselves to become deserters.
"bass!"
The swords touched each other and then bounced apart.
Shang Kaixun held the sword in his right hand across his front body, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
The ghost cultivator on the opposite side even made a sword flower, and the bone sword disappeared in the air.
The two sides faced each other, one standing on the top of the mountain, and the other being held in the air by evil spirit.
"cough."
Yan Zhiyun returned to the original mountaintop and gathered with other practitioners. Although Shang Kaixun attacked decisively, he also knew to hold back his strength and did not hurt her heart.
"Friend Yan!" Everyone gathered around her and asked anxiously, "Is it serious? I still have some pills here, take them quickly!"
"Thank you, but I'm fine. I'll keep it for now." She coughed to get rid of the anger, then quickly glanced at the two people confronting each other and the surrounding environment. "Where are the Fu Sect disciples?"
Dozens of figures emerged from the crowd one after another: "Senior Sister, I'm here."
"Fellow Daoists who have practiced physical skills and disciples who are good at spatial transfer, go to the foot of the distant mountain together," she quickly pointed out a few people, "If a fight breaks out later, the area involved will be too large, so don't hurt innocent people. Move them to a safe place quickly."
But there were too many people that Yan Zhi was angry about, and almost half of the Fu Sect's disciples were sent out by her.
"Senior sister!"
The female disciple was anxious: "Why can't I stay? I am better at auxiliary attack than space movement!"
Yan Zhiyun glanced at her and said, "I'm better at it than you. Be obedient."
"I alone am enough to rival the entire Fu Sect today."
That is indeed true.
The leader of the Fu Sect had gone into seclusion several decades ago, and no one knew where he had gone to practice in seclusion. After the leader left, Yan Zhiyun took on the responsibility as the eldest senior sister, and she led several junior brothers and sisters in the sect.
She is the backbone of the sect's fellow disciples and sisters, and is also the number one in talisman cultivation.
The cultivators present knew the consequences of staying on the battlefield. Now that Yan Zhiyun started to order people to leave, the older cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief, as they all knew what Yan Zhiyun meant.
This battle was expected to result in heavy casualties—or even total annihilation.
The Fu Sect needed more help, and once they were attacked at close range, it would be almost equivalent to losing all their combat power. Yan Zhiyun only took away half of the young cultivators in their sect, and they all felt that it was too little. Moreover, every sect would take away one or two as orphans, so they did not say anything more.
Those who clicked on it were all young practitioners who had just started practicing.
Some people had red eyes and bit their lips, wanting to retort, but were held back by the older sisters and brothers.
"Live well."
The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and Yan Zhiyun took no more than a minute to think and make a decision.
There was another explosion from the other side. She said no more, and directly twisted the spell with her hands. Within a few seconds, the golden threads on her fingertips were applying runes to the lower, middle, and upper layers of the young monks.
The golden spiritual power threads, some thick and some thin, were tightly entwined with each other. Yan Zhiyun shouted "Turn", and the cultivator in front of him disappeared easily from the sight of the remaining cultivators.
Almost in an instant, a figure mixed with silver and blood red flew backwards and smashed into the ancient blue pine tree on the top of the mountain, breaking it at the waist!
The one who was at a disadvantage was Shang Kaixun. He smashed through the ancient tree and finally stopped after leaving a huge crack on the stone wall.
His chest and lungs were surging, forcing him to spit out several large mouthfuls of black blood. The blood dripping onto the ground was emitting wisps of black gas, and it was obvious that the ghost energy of the ghost cultivator had begun to erode his internal strength.
Yan Zhiyun did not step forward immediately - it was not that she did not feel sorry for her lover, but now it was not only Shang Kaixun who was in danger, the closest ones were the group of young monks, and the ones further away were the common people who were still fleeing.
With her back to the ghost cultivator, Fu Xiu Jiaozi continued to mobilize the spiritual energy in her body. When it passed by her and was about to kill Shang Kaixun, thin golden threads that covered the sky and the ground entangled the ghost cultivator's limbs from all angles.
"oh?"
The ghost cultivator who was being held back turned his head, and his gray eyes locked onto the female cultivator who was pursing her lips and waiting in anticipation.
"You are," he thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "Shang Kaixun's wife?"
Yan Zhiyun was afraid that he would get close to him while he was operating the golden thread, so he just inserted the golden thread deep into the stone wall on the top of the mountain. He calmed down after hearing what he said.
"Your younger generation is angry." She answered calmly, while using her talent in martial arts to use her spiritual sense to observe the surrounding terrain where she could deploy troops. "May I know your name, senior?"
"Yan Zhiyu..."
The ghost cultivator seemed to be in a trance. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Fan, Ji."
Although Qu Zhiwei often called him "Little Bird", he would sometimes call him by his real name when introducing him to outsiders. But compared to the Shuang Xiong name that Shang Qi Han had given him for a special purpose, Qu Zhiwei always called him by Shuang Ji.
He now couldn't figure out whether he was 'Fan Ji' or 'Fan Ji'. Was he the Fan Ji who had always been rational but devoured his wife's flesh and blood in the end? Or was he the Fan Ji who had gone mad and reconciled with his wife in a hallucination?
...Forget it, Shang Qihan has already covered up everything about 'Sword Sect Senior Brother Fan Ji', who would still remember his name now?
"Fan Ji..."
Yan Zhiyun frowned, a little puzzled: "But it's Fan in Fan Tong, and Ji in Shengji?"
"Do you know me?" The ghost cultivator became interested.
Yan Zhi was silent for a moment, then said: "I have come into contact with ordinary people. In the mountains and in the cities and villages on the low-lying land, every household believes in a 'fairy' and calls themselves ordinary people."
"In my spare time, I have also learned about the history of the Weimin people."
"Among them, in the stories passed down by the people, the fairy had a husband named 'Fan Ji'."
The ghost cultivator fell into an unspeakable silence.
Yan Zhi thought angrily, perhaps the two are indeed related.
But what surprised her was that in the story passed down by the people, the fairy named "Qu Zhiwei" and her husband lived in harmony with each other, and later, even when the fairy ascended to heaven, her husband accompanied her.
Maybe it's just a coincidence.
What's more, people all yearn for a better life, so it is not wrong to beautify the fairy story.
Thinking of this, Yan Zhiyun quickly took a step back, leaving the battlefield to other cultivators.
The fact that the golden thread could hold her back for so long was beyond her expectation. Yan Zhiyun quickly chanted a spell, put her fingers together, and continuously drew talismans in the air to guide the practitioner into his body.
Paper talismans do consume less spiritual energy, but Yan Zhiyun has no time to draw on paper talismans at the moment. He can only continue to consume his own spiritual energy and inject more purely powerful talisman points into the learner's body to provide additional assistance.
Yan Zhiyun's title of "the number one talisman practitioner" was not exaggerated.
With the help of her and other talisman practitioners, several practitioners were able to fight on equal terms with the ghost cultivators who had almost wiped out the entire world of immortal cultivators!
But before they could be happy for a while, everyone realized something was wrong after a while.
"Well……"
A male cultivator had his shoulder blade chopped off and fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth and swallowed a pill from his storage bag, but his injuries did not improve at all.
Blood trickled out and black gas came out of the wound.
Another sharp sword energy rushed towards him. The male cultivator's pupils constricted and he wanted to raise his sword to block it, but he didn't expect that the long sword in his hand had already broken into two pieces of scrap iron.
"bass!"
A long sword with gold threads wrapped around its blade forcibly cut off the sword energy, and the male cultivator looked up in a trance.
"Since it's useless, leave now."
Shang Kaihuan wiped the half-dried black blood from the corner of his mouth. With Yan Zhiyun's assistance, it was much easier for him to parry the ghost cultivator's sword moves.
But his heart became more and more depressed.
In fact, he had met the ghost cultivator half a month ago. Not only that, he also learned the ghost cultivator's true identity.
This ghost cultivator with monstrous ghost energy is actually the master's direct disciple!
The senior and junior brothers are from the same school, but the senior brother not only has a stronger ghost energy, but also has more fighting experience than the junior brother.
Shang Kaihuan watched him kill his master. When the two brothers confronted each other, each of them also said some specious words.
He didn't understand and didn't care.
In Shang Kaixun's opinion, this ghost cultivator named "Fan Ji" had been driven crazy by the ghost energy.
What's good in hearing the words of a madman?
"Ah-hung!"
The ghost energy approached in an instant, Shang Kaihen raised his hand, and stabbed the ghost cultivator with his long sword!
The two of them grappled with each other again.
Although Shang Kaixun's experience is not as good as that of the ghost cultivators, he is indeed the strongest among this group of cultivators.
After all, he is a sword sect that specializes in martial arts.
The young cultivators' fight with the ghost cultivators was not long, but the losses were extremely severe.
It was considered lucky to have only had their shoulder blades cut, but there were also many who had their stomachs ripped open. But how much time had passed? Calculating the time, it was estimated that by the time Bi Yan's anger had been transferred to the cultivators, they had not yet moved all the people to a safe place.
"We can't delay any longer."
Yan Zhiyun gritted his teeth.
"If we delay any longer, no one will survive."
不管是她們，還是遠處正在轉移到修者與百姓。
“勞煩各位道友，”她站起身，死死盯着天上纏鬥的兩人，“給我一些時候。”
她預估了下自己殘存的靈力，深吸了口氣，緩緩吐出。
“需一盞茶的時間。”
“一盞茶後，”她冷聲道，“交給我。”
符宗殘存的玉簡中，從未有過飛升的修者。
顏之愠拜入符宗也并不是為了飛升。
她出生後就只記得自己在逃荒，她跑過很遠很遠的路，看過很多很多的事。
被打過、被罵過，也差點被當作兩腳羊吃過。
後來，好不容易逃到一片較為安寧的地方，跟着路上遇見的老婦人組成了半大點的小家，在這城池裏落了戶。
隔壁是一個好心的大戶人家，家裏上上下下信仰着一名叫‘曲之微’的女仙子——不，不止這一家，整個城池的人家裏都祭拜着這名從天上下凡渡世人的仙子。
顏之愠聽着大戶人家的姑娘們說她的故事長大。但也沒長那麽大，因為又有一陣饑荒湧到了城池外。
是符宗宗主路過時好心幫了一把，顏之愠就萌生了成為修者的想法。
但她不想飛升。
她只是，想像‘曲之微’一樣學點什麽，然後再做點什麽。
飛升對她來說太遠了。
而且，隔壁的大戶人家丢了位剛出生的小公子，年幼的顏之愠想着自己成為修者後，要好好報答帶她吃過燒雞的大戶人家夫人。
後來，埋葬了老死的老婦人，顏之愠拜入了符修，成了符修的驕子。
修仙界和她年幼時想象的不一樣。裏面沒有像‘曲之微’一樣的仙子，只有滿目冰冷的修者。
再後來，顏之愠距離渡劫期越來越近，但她仍未找到大戶人家夫人的小公子。
最後，她捏着離世夫人幹枯的手，陷入了長久的沉默。
要是，她心想，要是修者願意幫助百姓，百姓是否能過得更好呢？是不是不再有饑荒，不再有親人被迫離別？
顏之愠抱有這個心思，但卻一直未踐行。
修仙界太過龐大，僅憑她一人無法改變所有修者的想法。
直到她遇見了尚開燼。一個被稱為劍宗驕子，修仙界飛升希望的劍修。
說來好笑，他的确實力強大，但顏之愠卻發現這家夥幾乎是說什麽聽什麽，也不會去懷疑的存在。
奇怪，修仙界還有這樣的人嗎？
她覺得好笑，又不自覺去觀察這個傻愣愣的劍修。
尚開燼沒有朋友，只有他的劍，甚至對自己師門的兄弟姊妹也不假于色。
顏之愠成為他的朋友費了很大一番功夫，卻也比更多人了解這個劍修。
“你不能只聽你師尊的話。”這句話顏之愠說過很多次，從朋友這個身份，再到道侶這個身份。
她以為尚開燼會明白的。
她以為。
前仆後繼湧上去的年輕修者接連重傷。
樊季被他們煩得眉頭緊皺，于是越來越濃厚的鬼氣纏繞在修者們的身上，奪取他們為數不多的生命力。
一個被他刺穿心髒的修士看着他露出古怪的笑容，口中嗬嗬道：“完、完成……”
什麽？
還未等他反應過來，只聽一聲怒喝！
“七殺六斷陣——起！”
最後一刻，顏之愠耗盡所有全身上下所有靈氣，将符宗唯一，也是最後的殺手锏布出。
六位符修子弟身上亮色皆起，分別散開将鬼修圍困在其中。
身上最亮的是顏之愠。
布陣需要大量的靈氣，維持陣法也是。
體內的靈氣被陣法吃得幹幹淨淨，現在只能抽取顏之愠自身的生命。
她的青絲很快被染上了白，修者年輕嬌嫩的面容逐漸消癟。
時間緊迫容不得她利用地形布七殺陣，只能用符修子弟自身為陣，全力将鬼修困在陣法中。
“之愠！”
尚開燼瞬移來到她身邊，一向淡漠的臉第一次出現了驚慌的表情。
“阿燼，”女修冷靜道，“聽我的，如果七殺陣無法殺死他，你就帶着其他人先離開。七殺陣餘力會耗盡他體內的靈氣，再拖一些時候，他也會死。”
尚開燼：“可……”
“聽話。”她側頭，“你不是最喜歡我了嗎？”
“那就聽我的。”
她笑道，皮膚快速衰老：“看來我也可以做話本裏的英雄咯。”
“轟隆——！！”
尚開燼怔愣地看着她還未說話，只聽天上雷聲陣陣，不多時烏雲密布掩蓋了天空的光輝。
“啧，”顏之愠氣道，“怎麽突然要打雷了？”
雖說對陣法影響不大，但突如其來的雷雲很容易消磨她們的氣勢。
尚開燼：“這是……渡劫雷雲。”
他腦子裏突然響起一道聲音：
‘恭喜你，好徒兒，’
是師尊的聲音。
‘你要飛升了。’
‘現在，’他擡起了長劍，‘殺了她。’
‘殺了顏之愠！’
“看樣子雷勢很大，”顏之愠道，她現在已經像是五六十歲的老婦人了，“我還能再堅持一會兒。”
“阿燼，帶着他們趕緊走！”
陣法內，被金絲線切割得渾身上下遍布傷口的鬼修突然擡起頭，朝着尚開燼露出嚣張且惡意滿滿笑。
‘你們殺不死我。’
他做出的口型很快被尚開燼收入眼底。
對啊。
無情劍修恍惚心想。
要是顏之愠殺不死他怎麽辦？
她只是一個符修，甚至還未達到渡劫期。
她殺不死鬼修。
可現在渡劫雷雲已至。
……唯有他，是渡劫期。
殺了顏之愠，渡過雷劫，飛升才能有機會——殺了鬼修。
“呲——”
長劍穿透心髒時，顏之愠還未反應過來。
雖然此前還在抱怨雷雲将至，但她的臉上還算平靜。
一切發生得太快，就連準備好了的雷雲都還未将第一道雷劈下。
七殺六斷陣的主力被擊殺，陣法紋路逐漸淺淡。
顏之愠怔愣地看着神色冷漠的愛侶，想要問些什麽，卻不知從何問起。
“抱歉，”尚開燼淡淡道，“我會完成你的心願。”
“我會殺了他的。”
七殺六斷陣不會瞬間消散，因此顏之愠雖然還不明白發生了什麽，但依舊将身體全部的生命力注入進陣法中，強行鎖死陣法！
随後，她如同斷翼的小鳥墜落。
“什麽？”
陣法內的樊季和陣外殘餘的修士們一樣震驚，随後他反應過來：“你、你殺了自己的妻子？”
他重複了兩三遍，随後狂笑出聲。
“你竟然殺了她！”
“好師弟，天底下就沒有比你更愚蠢的人了！！”
被點明的真相讓尚開燼無力接受，荒唐般的事讓樊季笑得幾乎背過氣。
他看着逐漸絕望的師弟，仿佛看見了當初的自己。
“沒關系，沒關系，”他舔了舔嘴唇，猙獰笑道，“我會幫你解脫的！”
骨制的長劍被高舉，狠狠劈向尚開燼——卻被陣法反彈了回來。
哪怕顏之愠身死，七殺六斷陣依舊有效。
甚至越來越強。
天上的渡劫雷雲是沖誰來的一目了然。白跑了一趟的雷雲似乎氣不過，将蘊含着濃郁靈氣的雷狠狠披在陣法上，為其充能。
陣法內金絲紊亂，如同飓風般切割着樊季的身體。
很快，他察覺到了不适。
這個陣法将他的身體切割得破爛，已無法再存儲靈氣，甚至是在外洩鬼氣！
他沖着絕望的尚開燼露出似笑非笑的詭笑。
“這樣如何，師弟？”
“我再給你一次機會，”他運起剩餘的靈氣，猖狂大笑，“看看再度拿回選擇權的你，是否還會這樣做！”
有渡劫雷雲在場，場上還有兩名渡劫期的修者。
借用雷雲強行打破時空，兩人跌落進羅詩琴所在的世界。
時空穿越過程中，不知是有意無意，尚開燼損失了最關鍵的一部分記憶，落在了在樹林中正考察團建地的尚岳身上。
并以為顏玉容是他轉世後的妻子。
“你在想什麽啊？”最後一劍劈開困住自己的符咒，樊季雙手顫抖，幾乎握不住劍，但他依舊冷笑開口，“修者是沒有轉世的。”
早已抛棄諸多追求飛升的修者，除了飛升得到就只有身死道消。
怎麽可能會有轉世？
他不會去找曲之微的轉世，
他要的，是曲之微借助靈氣複活。
這個世界的确很好，雖然靈氣稀薄，但凡人如同牲畜一樣多。
顏之愠的渡劫雷雲現在為他所有，将這個靈氣稀薄的世界變得繁盛起來也過不了多久。
只要……
他擡起眼，殺氣十足地看着對面的那個女人。
“殺了你，”他輕笑道，“只要我殺你了，一切就如我所願。”
“是嗎？”
羅詩琴冷笑：“做你的春秋大夢去吧。”
“我承認你有本事，但和你一樣的還會有多少？”
樊季自覺自己看清了所有本質：“所謂的社會主義，根本不是一個宗門，就只有你一人，對吧？”
你簡直big膽。
羅詩琴翻到了《尋緣問道》樊季傳的第六章，果然，之前在解決完司機王雷的事情後，她往天上看到那一眼震懾住了樊季。
我說我的符紙為什麽突然有這麽大的力量。
Boy, aren't you still afraid of me in your heart?
"Then you are wrong."
Luo Shiqin curled her lips, her expression still calm: "Socialism is not just for me. In this country, everyone who cares about the people is the successor of socialism!"
"How come you haven't realized yet," she twisted a yellow talisman in her right hand, "Qu Zhiwei and Yan Zhixin, are they the ones who should ascend?"
"The so-called number one in the Sword Sect?" Luo Shiqin sneered, "Your understanding is just like this."
"Since you want to fight, then I will fight you to the end!"
I'll kill you two turtle grandchildren with my own sword!
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