Chapter 83 Chapter 83 Who is she
Jiang Zhaoxue knew this nonsense, but as the only person who had left the Mizhen illusion and had a brain, she couldn't just yell "It's over" like Anan. She raised her hand to stop Anan from yelling and said thoughtfully, "Don't say anything for now. Let me think about it."
"Think!" Anan said hurriedly, "Think quickly. You're so smart, you'll definitely find a way. This Song Wu Lan is so stingy. He ran into the sword just to prevent you from sacrificing him to save everyone, right? He really has no sense of self-sacrifice at all. What's wrong with sacrificing him to save everyone? Shouldn't he, the culprit, do this? You really deserved it for turning him into a pill..."
Before he could finish his words, Anan suddenly realized something, and Jiang Zhaoxue also reacted.
The man and the bird looked at each other. Anan blinked and suddenly said, "You said you could use the substitute talisman to disguise yourself as Mu Jinyue..."
"I've already got his clone," Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, "Can't I disguise myself as Song Wulan?"
The spiritual array relies on spiritual energy to identify humans.
This thing is extremely difficult to forge, but if she has the Yuandan made by Song Wulan's clone...
Jiang Zhaoxue took out the Yuan Dan refined by Song Wulan and looked at him carefully, thinking: "If I eat this Yuan Dan, I can digest all the spiritual energy in his flesh and blood. After pretending that he is connected to the Mi Zhen Illusion, as long as I can figure out the spell to break the Mi Zhen Illusion, I can break it, right?"
The essence of the formation is another kind of talisman language. To decipher the formation, one must find the patterns from the language of the formation.
Only the person who sets up the formation knows how to break it, but if she can connect to the Mizhen illusion as Song Wulan, she will be able to see clearly the formation used to set up the illusion and find the spell to break it, which is only a matter of time.
"But..." Anan hesitated, "Can Pei Zichen and Shen Yuqing hold on for that long?"
The longer they stay in the illusion, the greater the power given to Mi Zhen's illusion, and the more difficult it will be to break the formation.
The most important thing is, if Shen Yuqing loses control and kills Pei Zichen...
When Jiang Zhaoxue thought about this possibility, she felt a little bit of pain in her heart. She suppressed it calmly and tried her best to think rationally. If Pei Zichen died, then everything she had done would be in vain and she would never be able to break the heart contract.
On the contrary, if Pei Zichen killed Shen Yuqing——
She must die.
Pei Zichen didn't even need to kill Shen Yuqing. He just needed to reveal his Nine Netherworld Realm skills. Even if they walked out of the Mizhen Illusionary Realm alive, Shen Yuqing would never give him the Sword of God-Slaying. Unless he killed Shen Yuqing, Pei Zichen would never be able to return to the True Immortal Realm.
Moreover, Shen Yuqing is restricted by the Time-Seeking Mirror. Once his strength is exerted to the maximum, he will be taken away from this time and space by the Time-Seeking Mirror. Therefore, although he is very strong, it is impossible for him to really give all his strength to the Mizhen Illusion.
But Pei Zichen is different. Once Pei Zichen takes action, he uses the power of Lingxu Fan and Yuanluo Bow. For the Mizhen Illusion, the power of this artifact is like adding wings to a tiger. If she has the power of Yuanluo Bow and Lingxu Fan, she really has no confidence in opening the Mizhen Illusion.
"Actually, there is another way..."
Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, looking at the person in the water mirror in front of him who was desperately avoiding Shen Yuqing: "The so-called no exit and no entry in the Mizhen Illusion is actually based on a constant number of people. If I go in, I can exchange someone for someone else. I can use myself to exchange for someone else and separate the two of them."
"What happens after they separate?" Anan was curious. "Who will disguise themselves as Song Wulan and solve this formation?"
This question stumped Jiang Zhaoxue.
Mu Jinyue had no idea of the details, and there was no need for other mortals to pay much attention. Although Shen Yuqing and Pei Zichen had made great achievements in swordsmanship and had some knowledge of other formations and talismans, she really didn't dare to bet on the possibility of them finding out Song Wulan's solution to the formation.
Over the years, she has seen too many sword practitioners who appear handsome and intelligent but are actually as stupid as idiots. They practice sword skills so hard that they have no time to take cultural courses.
"How about," Anan guessed her intention and suggested, "Why don't we choose to trust them this time?"
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her eyes and looked at Anan. Anan stood on the bed of her body not far away and tilted her head. "Shen Yuqing must have seen something too exciting. It's understandable that he wants to do something. But hasn't Pei Zichen done anything yet?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by this and hesitated before saying, "But...he originally practiced the Nine Netherworld Realm technique, so he is more easily affected than ordinary people..."
"But he hasn't done it yet." Anan didn't understand. "Why should we assume he has done something he hasn't done yet?"
Jiang Zhaoxue fell silent after hearing this. Anan continued, "Back in the illusion, you thought he wanted to trap you for life, but he only wanted four years. Now he hasn't done anything, why don't we just wait and see? Maybe he can hold out until you can untie the formation? Even if he doesn't, if you untie half of it and replace it with Shen Yuqing or Pei Zichen, they'll be much more likely to understand."
"Then..." Jiang Zhaoxue was still hesitant, "What about Shen Yuqing?"
Anan didn't understand: "Shen Yuqing?"
"I can trust Pei Zichen that he won't do anything rash. But Shen Yuqing is already trying to kill him. If Pei Zichen doesn't use the Nine Netherworld Realm technique, he won't be able to hold out against Shen Yuqing for a moment. What if Shen Yuqing really kills him then?"
"He is the Son of Heaven. Can Shen Yuqing kill him?"
Anan reminded, somewhat helplessly, "You've been walking for so long that you've forgotten how to start, right?"
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue freeze, and he reacted in an instant.
She thought about it for a long time and realized that this was the best way at the moment.
After thinking it over, he no longer hesitated, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "This is the only way."
As she spoke, she let her soul float forward and landed on her physical body. Her soul had not returned for a long time, and she was still a little uncomfortable returning to her body. She tried to sense it for a moment, and finally completely controlled her physical body. She opened her eyes and sat up.
She quickly got up from the bed, sat on the open space on the ground, lowered her head and began to draw the formation, then took out the golden elixir refined by Song Wulan.
Spiritual energy surrounded the golden elixir, but Jiang Zhaoxue still felt a little nauseous looking at it.
"Speaking of which," Anan couldn't help but say as he watched, "You're so disgusting, yet you still insist on refining it into a pill. What were you thinking? Are you really going to give this good thing to Pei Zichen?"
"Give me shit!" Jiang Zhaoxue retorted immediately upon hearing this. "Doesn't he have enough good stuff? I finally got some good stuff from Tiandao through my own hard work. I just want to piss off Song Wulan. Do you really think I'm giving it to him?!"
"Don't get excited," Anan said quickly when he saw her angry, "I knew you weren't that generous. Eat quickly."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and knew that he had to face it.
She took a deep breath, took out a pot of liquor from her Qiankun bag, closed her eyes, and swallowed the golden elixir.
As soon as the pill entered her mouth, it turned into spiritual energy that nourished her whole body. She didn't feel nauseous, but she always felt a little disgusted in her heart. She forced herself not to think too much about it, put the wine pot back into the Qiankun bag, and began to shake the lots.
With the golden elixir that Song Wulan had transformed into, it was not difficult for her to disguise herself as him. As soon as the best fortune was drawn, she felt the aura around her suddenly change.
She knew that this was a success, so she closed her eyes and tried to connect her senses to the Mizhen illusion.
As soon as her soul touched the Mizhen illusion, a drawn circular magic circle immediately appeared before her eyes and lit up in her sea of consciousness.
She carefully observed every line of the magic circle, thinking about the starting point of the formation. After looking for a long time, she finally raised her finger, with magic light shining on her hand, and slowly fell to the first position of the formation.
When Jiang Zhaoxue drew the first rune to break the formation, Shen Yuqing slashed at Pei Zichen's sword in the Mizhen illusion.
With a "boom", the sword intent collided, but Pei Zichen did not retreat at all.
Suddenly, rocks and dust were flying, and the earth was shaking. Shen Yuqing's sword was as fast as heavy rain, and Pei Zichen's style was like a spider web. In an instant, the two of them had exchanged no less than a hundred moves, and they were evenly matched.
This is not the first time they have fought since they met as master and disciple.
But last time, they didn't use any spiritual power. They were only in the small room, and Shen Yuqing had no time to find out his bottom line.
Only after the fight did he realize it.
Too fast.
Pei Zichen's growth rate is terrifyingly fast, astonishingly fast.
Since he landed on the ground, he had fought with him for at least a thousand moves. How could an ordinary disciple have such ability?
More importantly—
Shen Yuqing poured his spiritual power and smashed his sword at Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen could not resist and turned backwards following Shen Yuqing's sword intent. Shen Yuqing took advantage of the victory and chased him, slashing again with the sword. However, the moment Pei Zichen landed, he raised his hands and formed a formation, and a light shield collided with Shen Yuqing's sword intent!
Ordinary sword cultivators wouldn't casually form a formation during a fight, and this method of casually forming a formation...
It was taught by Jiang Zhaoxue.
Shen Yuqing watched Pei Zichen coming at him with a sword, and at the same time, he formed a formation with his left hand and attacked Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen obviously didn't expect Shen Yuqing to do this, and he retreated quickly in shock!
After a miss, Shen Yuqing followed up with the long sword in his right hand. Pei Zichen gasped and raised his eyes, and at the same time clearly saw the uncontrollable murderous intent in the other party's eyes.
The two men's swords clashed, and every move carried the shadow of the past.
No matter which direction Shen Yuqing stabbed, his left hand always maintained a defensive posture to protect others, and Pei Zichen always kept a meaningless safety zone behind him.
Pei Zichen casually drew his hand and it was Penglai's formation, while Shen Yuqing raised his hand and it was Jiang Zhaoxue's most commonly used formation.
They are like a mirror, reflecting the past and the future.
But Shen Yuqing knew clearly that he was the past.
He was the one who had used every sword Pei Zichen swung for the past two hundred years. Every move Pei Zichen used was one he had used countless times.
He heard Jiang Zhaoxue's voice in every sword strike by Pei Zichen, hearing her voice again and again.
"Zeyuan, I will teach you Penglai's magic circle."
"Who says sword cultivators can't use magic arrays? I've modified the spiritual power method of this array, so you can do it too."
"I won't tell anyone else. I'll only tell you this winning formula!"
"Axue, this is the last time, don't make the same mistake again."
For a moment, he seemed to be back to the night when he found Mu Jinyue.
We clearly agreed that this would be the last time.
How could she keep making mistakes over and over again?
The scenes I had seen in the river surged out of my mind.
She and Pei Zichen had worshipped heaven and earth, she looked up to Pei Zichen to become the head of the sect, she had kissed him through that wooden door on New Year's Eve, she had been shameless on Qixi Festival, and even in that dilapidated temple -
Thinking of the figures of the man and woman on the gauze, Shen Yuqing's hand holding the sword almost squeezed out blood.
Why...
That's his wife!
She said she would only have him.
She gave the jade pendant to him alone.
She only taught him the magic circle.
Jiang Zhaoxue will only love Shen Zeyuan in her life.
Pei Zichen.
These three words were like a knife cutting his heart. He looked at Pei Zichen, his mind full of the moment when Jiang Zhaoxue followed him down the cliff.
It was at that moment that she broke free from the Taoist Companionship.
It was at that moment that she chose to leave him.
He deserves to die.
The ground around was shaking, Shen Yuqing's sword power surged, Pei Zichen drew his sword and formed a battle array, but Shen Yuqing ignored him and slashed at him with his sword!
The sword's energy entered the Milky Way and hung upside down, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, crashing down like a wave. Yuan Luo screamed in surprise and struggled forward: "Master!!"
However, as soon as Yuan Luo moved, Pei Zichen quickly stopped him. The sword lights immediately crossed together and intertwined into a light net, trying to stop Shen Yuqing's attack.
But Shen Yuqing was only half a step away from tribulation, how could he, a mere Nascent Soul, stop him?
The sword array was like white paper meeting a blade, and in an instant, Pei Zichen was rushed away by the sword energy. Before he could get up, Shen Yuqing grabbed his neck and slammed him into the ground.
Pei Zichen heard the sound of his bones breaking and felt that his whole body was suppressed by the sword intent and he could not move.
Only Shen Yuqing half-knelt in front of him, tightly pinching his neck and looking at him coldly.
The sword tip hung high in the air, and Shen Yuqing stared at him intently: "Who is she?"
Pei Zichen said nothing, looking at the sharp blade in front of him.
His blood surged in his chest as he listened to Shen Yuqing's questioning: "Let me ask you, who is the person who formed a marriage contract with you?!"
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