"Master Yue said that he would definitely give our master an explanation. Even if he had to search Mr. Fu's soul, he would find out who harmed the young lady."
There was a sound of whispering outside the door, but the voice was as vague as if it was submerged in water and could not be heard clearly.
Who is speaking?
Fu Changling was a little dazed. He slowly opened his eyes and listened to the person outside continue to say: "Miss Yuemin is usually spoiled. The master should have disciplined her long ago. If Miss Yuemin hadn't called Master Fu a mute, I'm afraid this wouldn't have happened."
Yue Min?
When Fu Changling heard the name, he felt a sense of familiarity. He shook his head and propped himself up to sit up.
He felt like he had been beaten.
Headache, face pain, body pain.
He gasped and raised his hand to check the wound. He couldn't help feeling angry and was about to curse, but as soon as his lips opened, he realized something was wrong.
Can't make any sound.
He was very familiar with the feeling of being unable to make a sound. The Fu family members were born with the ability to speak. In order to prevent them from talking nonsense and causing trouble, they were cast with a forbidden spell before they became Jindan. Only after they became Jindan and learned the spell to break the forbidden spell could they speak.
But he had already broken the forbidden spell by reaching the Dan stage at the age of eighteen, so how could he...
wrong!
Fu Changling suddenly realized, how could he still be awake? He had clearly died on the Samsara Bridge.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked around and realized that this was a shabby wing room. There was not even a bed or quilt in the house. As the leader of the Immortal Alliance, he had lived in luxury for many years. How could he have lived in a house like this?
Fortunately, although the house was dilapidated, there was still a bronze mirror. He rushed to the mirror and saw himself in the mirror.
The man in the mirror still looked like a teenager, with soft edges and some pleasing baby fat. When he smiled, it was as if he embraced the spring in March, and he looked very handsome.
Then he heard whispers outside: "But isn't Master Yue a servant of Master Fu's family? Does he really dare to search Master Fu's soul?"
"You don't know this," the person outside lowered his voice, "This Immortal Master Yue is Madam Fu's dowry immortal servant. Young Master Fu is Master Fu Zhenjun's illegitimate son. He was taken home by Master Fu Zhenjun to be raised before Madam Fu even entered the family. Madam Fu wishes he were dead."
Master Yue, Yue Min, Silencing Spell...
This string of words fell into Fu Changling's ears. He slowly found the origin of these words from his distant memory, and he finally realized -
This was forty years ago!
Forty years ago, when he was seventeen years old, he followed Yue Mingsi, the immortal servant beside Yue Sihua, to Baishui Town to exorcise evil spirits, at the arrangement of his stepmother Yue Sihua.
Baishui Town is the territory of the Fu family. Nearly a hundred people have disappeared in the past two years. The Immortal Sect rarely cared about such matters until a member of the Fu family's branch also disappeared here, which alarmed the Fu family.
This should not have been something that Fu Changling should have done, but Yue Sihua took advantage of his father's absence and forcibly sent Fu Changling out in the name of training. After Fu Changling arrived, he found out that the training was fake and the real purpose was to harm him.
They arrived at Baishui Town and stayed at the Shangguan family, a local immortal sect. The Shangguan family had previously produced a Jindan cultivator named Shangguan Hong, but something went wrong during his cultivation, his spiritual roots were damaged, and he had no hope of advancing. Now he is waiting for his death at home.
On the day they arrived at the Shangguan family, he had some arguments with Shangguan Yuemin, the eldest daughter of the Shangguan family. On the morning of the next day, Shangguan Yuemin died beside him. Then Yue Mingsi opened a court trial without any explanation and searched his soul in public.
Searching the soul requires touching the sea of consciousness. If one is not careful and damages the sea of consciousness, the path to immortality will be cut off. Yue Mingsi wanted to search his soul for such a thing, obviously wanting to use this opportunity to destroy him.
However, Yue Mingsi didn't have this opportunity. That night, an evil spirit began to haunt the Shangguan household. Fu Changling had hoped to escape, but upon exiting the gate, he fell into the Xuanji Secret Realm. Upon his exit, he learned that none of the guests from the Shangguan and Fu families that night—two Jindan cultivators, thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators, and hundreds of ordinary people—had survived.
This case remained unsolved for a time. Later, when Fu Changling became the leader of the Immortal Alliance and a cultivator who had transcended tribulation, and began to investigate the origins of the Karma Prison Demon Cultivators, he went to the ruins of the Shangguan family.
The Shangguan family was confirmed to be one of the earliest places where demonic cultivators appeared, and he found traces of the Pillow Snow Sword in the Shangguan family.
The Pillow Snow Sword was Qin Yan's sword, and Qin Yan later joined the Karma Prison Demon Cultivator.
Therefore, it is very likely that Qin Yan was the one who wiped out the Shangguan family.
Thinking of this, Fu Changling couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Qin Yan is Fu Changling's lifelong nightmare.
When he was young, Qin Yan was the same age as him. He was the first disciple of Hongmeng Heavenly Palace and a role model for young immortals. Fu Changling was often scolded by his father because Qin Yan was too outstanding, saying, "Look at Qin Yan, look at you." This caused him to have nightmares every day, in which he always dreamed that Qin Yan had won first place in the immortal assessment again.
Later, Qin Yan defected to Yeyu, killed his master and betrayed his sect, becoming the Sui Yan Demon Lord of Wuqiu Palace. He killed the entire Fu family with his own hands and almost killed Fu Changling, causing him to continue having nightmares. Even when he closed his eyes, he would dream of Qin Yan holding a sword with bloody hands.
In the end, Fu Changling killed him in revenge, thinking that their feud was over. However, before dying, he tore out a thread of love from his heart and crushed it in front of Fu Changling, frightening Fu Changling so much that he dreamed of him every day from then on. Even before his final death, he suddenly rushed to the Samsara Bridge and died on this place, the only place that connected them.
Just mentioning this person made Fu Changling feel a headache, heartache, and pain all over his body.
He didn't want to recall Qin Yan, but this matter concerned his life, so he had to recall it.
If he meets Qin Yan now, can he defeat him?
Fu Changling thought about it seriously.
He remembered that when he was seventeen, Qin Yan was known as the best person below the Nascent Soul stage. But Qin Yan was always low-key. If the outside world praised him as below the Nascent Soul stage, then Qin Yan's strength would probably surpass that of the Nascent Soul stage.
Fu Changling was only at the foundation building stage now. Based on Qin Yan's abilities, he couldn't defeat him before when their cultivation levels were similar. But now that their cultivation levels were so different, if the two met...
Death is certain.
These four words popped up in Fu Changling's mind. He immediately jumped up and started packing his things.
In his previous life, he was lucky and fell into the Xuanji Secret Realm early, but will he be so lucky in this life?
Facing Qin Yan, who came to kill people, he didn't care about Yunze Cangsheng or Yeyu Qimai at all. The most important thing for him now was to run away.
While Yue Mingsi has not yet opened the trial and Qin Yan has not yet arrived at Shangguan's house, run away immediately, run away immediately, the sooner the better.
Huayang Jun was a man of exceptional mobility. He gathered his magical instruments and quickly used his spiritual energy to examine his entire body. After confirming that he had only minor injuries, he placed the bottom of his golden fan against his forehead and, following his memory, silently recited a long incantation. As soon as he finished, he felt the constraints on him dissipate. He cleared his throat and coughed softly a few times. Once he was sure the Transmutation Spell had taken effect and he could speak, he walked to the door, pressed the golden fan against his lips, and whispered, "Sleep!"
The two people guarding outside suddenly stopped talking. A moment later, they were heard falling to the ground. Fu Changling raised his hand and touched the door, feeling a breath of spiritual power sealed outside the door.
Yue Mingsi must have placed a ban outside the door. Once Fu Changling breaks the ban, Yue Mingsi will probably know it immediately.
Although it is a bit troublesome for him to face Yue Mingsi, who is in the Jindan stage, he would rather fight with Yue Mingsi than face Qin Yan.
When Fu Changling thought of Qin Yan, he suddenly felt more courageous to escape. He quickly planned a route, tore his sleeves, bit his fingers, drew several formations on the cloth, then put the formations in his pocket, kicked open the door, and rushed out.
As he rushed to the corridor, the Shangguan Mansion's guard formation lit up. It was obvious that Yue Mingsi had noticed that he had broken through his restrictions and activated the guard formation. A Foundation Establishment cultivator flew into the air and shouted, "Fu Changling has escaped, hurry and find him!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone began to look for Fu Changling. It was impossible for all the hundreds of people in the Shangguan family to have seen Fu Changling. They could only identify him by his typical Fu family uniform.
Fu Changling felt something was wrong. He heard voices coming from the front and back of the corridor, and quickly jumped onto the beam. A moment later, a group of guards hurried past, and then a lone servant hurried past. When Fu Changling saw the servant coming, he looked around. When the servant passed under the beam where he was, he hung upside down on the beam, slapped the servant's head with both hands, and lifted the unconscious servant onto the beam.
There was not much space on the beam, but fortunately he had been chased many times in his previous life, and he had learned to change clothes with others very quickly in this narrow space. He changed the servant's clothes and his clothes, let the servant lie on the beam, glanced around, and then jumped down from the beam.
He made a magic gesture to conceal his spiritual energy, then picked up a stick, lowered his head and blended into the crowd, followed by other servants, and hurriedly chased out of the villa.
The villa was in chaos. Foundation Establishment cultivators were flying in the air on their swords. Fu Changling clenched his staff tightly and was about to leave the villa when he suddenly heard a sharp shout from the air: "Stop!"
Everyone paused. Fu Changling raised his eyes slightly and saw a man hanging in the air. The man was dressed in a blue shirt and black robe, with a dark blue tall hat on his head. A young man in pink was sitting on his shoulder. The young man was only the size of a child of five or six years old, wearing a light blue tall hat, and had a face of about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was painted pale with white powder and had very red blush on both sides, looking very strange.
If you look closely, you can see that there are thin silk threads behind the young man. As he opens his mouth, you can also find that his body is made of wood like a puppet.
The one who came was Yue Mingsi.
The Yue family has been famous for puppetry for generations. Even though Yue Mingsi is just a servant, he can make the puppet look 80% similar to a human.
Yue Mingsi looked around, and the puppet sitting on his shoulder spoke in a voice like an opera singer: "Everyone, raise your heads."
Fu Changling didn't dare not look up, so he could only slightly tilt his head back, and then secretly performed a disguise technique.
This disguise technique would not be noticed when hiding in a crowd, but if you get close, you will definitely be able to detect the fluctuation of spiritual power.
Yue Mingsi had clearly thought of this as well. As his spiritual sense swept over the crowd, he raised his hand and saw the young man on his shoulder fly out. The young man flew towards Fu Changling, looking at the servants standing at the door one by one. Seeing him flying towards Fu Changling, Fu Changling couldn't help but tighten his grip on the formation in his hand.
Once the puppet gets closer, he's afraid he won't have a chance to escape.
Fu Changling thought, since the battle with Yue Mingsi cannot be avoided, he must fight quickly and decisively.
Thinking of this, he chose the Kun Fire Formation from the many magic formations in his sleeves. The moment the puppet approached, Fu Changling smashed the magic formation in his hand directly, and then ran out without hesitation!
The puppet was hit head-on by the magic circle, and flames immediately burned all over its body. The puppet screamed. At the same time, Yue Mingsi threw a water control technique at the puppet and rushed towards Fu Changling with dozens of cultivators.
Fu Changling smashed out the magic circle in his hand, and the golden Qinggu fan slipped down from his sleeve. At the moment when Yue Mingsi's long sword was coming straight at him, the Qinggu fan barely blocked the long sword. Then Fu Changling retreated quickly, and the tip of the small fan quickly passed through his palm like a blade, and blood splattered. More than a dozen monks rushed up to attack, and Fu Changling moved among the crowd like a feather. His movements seemed extremely slow, but he passed through the top of the weapon just right, and it seemed that no one could touch him no matter what.
Yue Mingsi became furious upon seeing this. He raised his right hand, and the puppet that had been burned by Fu Changling's fire let out a scream and pounced towards Fu Changling to bite him.
The puppet moved quickly, extremely quickly. Fu Changling realized that the time was almost right. He swept his spiritual sense around and confirmed the location where the blood fell. Then he clenched his palms in the air and rushed towards the puppet quickly.
A man and a puppet came towards each other. Fu Changling clenched his fists and placed them at his side as if ready to attack at any time. The puppet opened its mouth wide, revealing its beast-like fangs.
The two were getting closer and closer, faster and faster, and the puppet was about to bite Fu Changling's neck, and that was the moment!
A long sword with brilliant light fell from the sky and pierced into the puppet with a "clang". The sword carried the sword energy that Fu Changling was very familiar with. The moment it landed on the ground, it rushed towards the surroundings with the sword as the center.
Everyone present was blown away by the sword energy. Fu Changling was closest to the sword and suffered the most severe impact. He crashed backwards and knocked down two walls before falling heavily to the ground.
He felt that his ribs must have been broken, and the severe pain rushed all the way to the top of his head. His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and in a trance, he felt that everything was slowing down.
The dust slowly settled, revealing a familiar figure. The man wore a jade crown with wide sleeves and a white robe embroidered with cranes. The setting sun slowly disappeared into the hilltops behind him, and the afterglow cast a soft glow around him.
His footsteps sounded as if he were walking on the path of reincarnation, and every step was clearly audible. He walked slowly step by step and stopped in front of the white jade sword that fell in the center of the formation.
He drew his sword in a posture familiar to Fu Changling. His white, wide-sleeved gown embroidered with cranes flowed with his movements. The ring-shaped jade pendant with hanging beads, unique to Hongmeng Palace, swayed lightly around his waist, gathering the afterglow and forming a sparkling stream on the jade surface.
Then the man turned his head to look at him. His facial features, which seemed to be drawn with a pen, had a bit of boyish childishness, and his pair of phoenix eyes were as indifferent as he remembered.
Qin Yan!
Fu Changling opened his eyes wide and finally confirmed——
Qin Yan is here!
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