There is no blue cloud under the blue sky (6)
Li Zhaoyue scratched his head awkwardly and shook his head, "It's only a short distance, no need to bother you... Hey, Xu Xing!"
Before she could finish her words, Xu Xing had already put her hand on his neck. She lost her balance and fell onto his back.
The boy's back was broader than she had imagined. She was just stunned for a moment before his hand went through her legs and lifted her up.
She lay on his back sullenly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and said, "You carried me on your back without even asking me."
Xu Xing was amused by her tone and said, "But you really have difficulty moving, and this place is so dangerous. I mean well."
She shook her hair, and the gold hairpin in her hair slipped down. She sighed and said, "You are injured."
Her breath sprayed on his ear, and her hair slid along the side of his face, making him feel itchy.
Xu Xing resisted the urge to touch her hair, shook her up, and said, "It's okay, just a minor injury, it will heal soon."
Hearing this, Li Zhaoyue's eyes lit up. She smiled and hugged his neck, asking, "Really? How could it be so fast? Xu Xing, are you really okay?"
Her movements were so heavy that she almost fell down.
The already shaky golden hairpin slipped out of her hair and fell into Xu Xing's clothes along with the girl's movements.
His body stiffened and his steps forward trembled.
"What's wrong?" the culprit continued to ask.
President Xu took a breath, shook his head, and continued walking forward.
The long road seemed to have no end. Li Zhaoyue looked at the monotonous wall and felt a little bored.
"Xu Xing, I still don't know where your home is." She asked casually, staring at the headband swinging in the boy's hair.
"It's an inconspicuous village outside the city, a very shabby place." He answered with his eyes lowered.
"I really want to go and see it."
"That place is completely different from Yiziyuan. It's not a good place to go. You won't be used to it."
"That's not true," she said, shaking her feet and laughing. "You're so nice, so your hometown must be great too."
He could sense the innocence, curiosity, and joy of the person on his back, a kindness that was completely unadulterated.
Xu Xing's breathing became a little rapid.
"If there's a chance," he said in a hoarse voice, "I'll take you there."
"Yes! But before that, I still have to work hard to train and become strong enough to protect myself."
"Although I never learn. But hard work can make up for lack of talent. As long as I can defeat the spirit who captured me, I can come and go freely in Ichi-in."
"I can also go back with you to see your hometown!"
Her excitement and joy infected Xu Xing, who burst out laughing and blurted out, "Over here, the girl who goes home with you is your future wife."
The person on his back suddenly stopped responding. Xu Xing realized that he had said the wrong thing. Just as he was about to make amends, he felt a warm touch on his back.
She pressed her face against his back, hiding like a furry cat.
His heart melted instantly.
As light gradually appeared ahead, silence fell between the two. Just as they were about to step into the bright light, Li Zhaoyue suddenly said in a muffled voice, "We can also be friends, best friends."
In response to his words.
Xu Xing's eyes darkened and he responded with a smile.
Behind the bright light was a magnificent hall, with large chunks of gemstones of various colors adorning the corners of the door. Beside the door stood two tall pillars, on which were placed two huge night-shining pearls.
The gems sparkled brightly.
Xu Xing put Li Zhaoyue down, walked to the door, and put his hand on the door to feel it carefully.
The door was locked by an unknown force, but there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power behind the door.
The fluctuation of spiritual power meant that there was someone inside. Xu Xing mobilized all his spiritual power and tried to break in by force. Li Zhaoyue held down his hand and took out the compass.
She wanted to try Feng Shui again.
This time she entered the consciousness space very quickly. When she saw the familiar tree of destiny, the familiar sense of obstruction appeared again. Looking through the branches, the mirror disappeared, but she felt that she had merged into the mirror, not the mirror disappeared.
At this moment, some fragmented fragments flooded into her mind.
"I heard that you are a descendant of the Xie family, so your blood must have miraculous effects, right?"
Zheng Hai and his group of followers surrounded a woman wearing a Yiziyuan Taoist robe and said with ill intentions.
"What are you going to do?" The woman stepped back in fear, but found that the way back was blocked by the group of people.
"Nothing, I just want to borrow your blood." Zheng Hai licked his lips with a strange smile.
They ignored the girl's wishes, drew the swords at their waists and slashed at her arms.
Xie Xue is a student at a medical school. She devotes herself to studying medicine and has no ability to protect herself. She can only use her hands to block the swords with all her strength.
But how can a mortal body block the immortal sword?
A rich blood color shone from the snow-white arms and was imprinted in the girl's desperate eyes.
"Didn't you say you just wanted to take her blood?" The girl's terrified expression and blood-stained body made the sadists even more outrageous. The blood not only failed to awaken their remaining conscience, but instead attracted more violent attacks.
"If you had been more obedient just now, this situation wouldn't have happened. This is your punishment!" Zheng Hai grinned, stretched out his sword and pointed it at the side of her face.
Xie Xue kept kicking her legs and backing away, tears welling up in her eyes as she kept shaking her head, "Let me go, please let me go! I'm just from a branch of the Xie family, my blood won't have any effect."
Those who were surrounding Zheng Hai couldn't bear to watch it anymore, especially Yu Zhi, who looked pale and seemed like he was going to faint at any moment.
Zheng Hai remembered Yu Zhi, who ranked first in the aptitude test, so he put away his sword with a smile, walked to his side, and lifted his chin with his bloody hand.
"You accidentally broke one of my jade pendants a few days ago, didn't you?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhi immediately remembered the jade pendant that Zheng Hai had broken. That day, they had ambushed Xu Xing along the road he had to pass as planned, but they waited all day but didn't see Xu Xing. Instead, they waited for Yu Zhi who was passing by. That day, Zheng Hai had broken the jade pendant on his waist in front of more than a dozen people, but then falsely accused him of breaking it.
Ironically, more than a dozen people, more than twenty pairs of eyes, clearly saw that it was Zheng Hai who fell, but they all said in unison that it was him who fell.
Yu Zhi's family was poor, and the jade pendant looked very expensive, so he couldn't afford to pay for it.
"I know you can't afford to pay me back, and I'm not short of money. As long as you do me one thing, I'll forgive you and put aside our past grudges. I can even let you graduate from Yiziyuan and join the Zheng family."
Yiziyuan can only train disciples but cannot provide livelihoods for them after graduation. The competition on the floating island is fierce, and most of the positions in good organizations are monopolized by the disciples from aristocratic families. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to enter.
Children from ordinary families would have spent all their wealth cultivating immortality, so they naturally didn't want to be stepping stones for those disciples from aristocratic families. Yu Zhi, who had always disliked this group of playboys led by Zheng Hai, immediately refused with righteous words.
But many things cannot be refused. Those questions that seem to have options are just the question setter's deliberate teasing of the weak.
It's a pity that he didn't understand this until now.
"You want me to kill Xie Xue and then distance myself from the matter, right?" Yu Zhi's eyes darkened, he raised his head and looked at Zheng Hai numbly.
A joyful expression appeared on Yu Zhi's fleshy face. He gave him a thumbs-up encouragingly and said with a smile, "As expected of you who got first place in the aptitude test, you're really smart. You guessed it before I even told you anything. But..."
He raised his sword and tapped Yu Zhi's brow, his voice cold. "Don't say such harsh words. I'm just giving you a chance to atone for your sins. After all, my jade pendant is a thousand-year-old spiritual jade..."
Yu Zhi knelt weakly on the ground. His usually neat hair was now in disarray, with several strands hanging down beside his ears. His face was splattered with blood from the fight just now.
He looked up at the group of people standing beside Zheng Hai, or trying to stop Xie Xue from escaping, and suddenly smiled sarcastically.
These people either avoided looking away or simply turned their heads away. Although their eyes were open, they looked as if they were blind.
Exactly the same as that day.
Zheng Hai picked up a random person, drew the sword from his waist, and kicked it at Yu Zhi's feet.
"Choose," he said.
Many images flashed before Yu Zhi's eyes, including his mother's hands, which were rough and red from working to make a living, his father's hunched back, and their eyes full of expectations.
"Our Yu family is truly blessed to have produced an immortal after all these years. Ah Zhi, study hard at the academy. Your father and I will support you even if we have to sell everything we have. Our hard times are finally coming to an end."
"The harvest was poor this year, so the money I sent was a little less. Is that okay?"
The expenses of Yiziyuan are not high, but the spiritual stones and magic tools needed for cultivation are all expensive. His family works hard to earn only enough money to maintain basic living. For this reason, he is often active in the mission office, doing dangerous work that rich kids are unwilling to do.
He was living a very hard life. The money that slipped through the fingers of these rich kids was enough for an ordinary family to live on for a long time.
Yu Zhi's hands were shaking, and he raised his head with difficulty to look at the girl who was huddled in the corner, covered in blood.
Her pleading eyes were so familiar. He had once looked at that group of people with the same eyes, begging them to let him go.
But it was no use. He slowly picked up the sword in his hand.
"No, don't kill me. I'm willing to take your blood. I'm willing to do it, and I won't tell anyone. Please, don't kill me. I still have parents and a sister. I don't want to die."
Big tears fell from the girl's tender face. She looked so pitiful and so worthy of sympathy.
But who will sympathize with him?
Yu Zhi thought expressionlessly.
He has no way out.
Zheng Hai looked at Yu Zhi's actions, showing a triumphant smile, and made a gesture to the person behind him. The person then walked up to Yu Zhi and pushed him forward, completely cutting off his retreat.
Yu Zhi closed his eyes and swung his sword decisively.
The sharp weapon pierced flesh and was then pulled out. Blood dripped onto the ground, and the formation originally drawn on the ground suddenly began to glow.
Zheng Hai's eyes lit up, and he quickly pushed away Yu Zhi, who had a lifeless look in his eyes, and moved closer.
"I didn't expect that this ancient formation was really useful. Instead of learning the secret of the Xie family's bloodline, I discovered another interesting thing." He murmured.
Legend has it that the ghost tribe has a secret technique. As long as you draw the correct formation on the ground at midnight on a full moon night, offer blood as a sacrifice, and count to five, the mysterious man in black will arrive.
But the one who came was not the man in black who could make wishes come true, but a brutal spirit.
Everyone fled in all directions, and soon, only Xie Xue was left around.
Yu Zhi's sword just now missed the target and did not penetrate her heart. After a brief coma due to excessive blood loss, she woke up and saw the spirit.
Perhaps it was a last-ditch effort before death, but Xie Xue suddenly gained immense strength. She stumbled towards Lixiangyuan, where a protective formation was set up. As long as she reached that point, no spirits could enter.
But she fell on the last step. When the spirit's hand chopped down, many images flashed before her eyes, and finally stopped at the bright smiling faces of her mother and sister.
She was so unwilling that her pupils dilated and she kept spitting out blood.
She was just a little timid. She had finally mustered up the courage to leave home, but before she could accomplish anything, before she even had time to report her safety to her mother and sister, she...
if……
She unconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to catch the bright moon hanging in the sky.
if……
Strength began to drain away.
If...if there was still time, that would be great.
It drooped down, covered in blood.
In the end, she still failed to catch the moon.
The memory ended here. Li Zhaoyue stared with his eyes wide open, and when he reacted, his face was already cold.
Xu Xing beside her held her hand.
"Did you see anything?" He asked calmly, as if he had foreseen what she had just seen.
Li Zhaoyue hummed sullenly.
"I feel like... those weren't hallucinations. It was like I was standing around and witnessing everything, but I clearly remember that I was never there."
Her words were confused and lacked specificity, but Xu Xing understood and smiled as he looked into her eyes.
"Trust your feelings. If you feel it is true, then it is true."
Li Zhaoyue wiped away her tears and wanted to speak but felt heavy-hearted. She simply turned her head and looked intently at the palace gate.
Xu Xing had been watching her movements from the side.
She brought the glowing compass close to the temple door. The golden light on the compass quickly attached to the door, and with a click, the temple door opened.
The first thing that came into view was the inkstone in the corridor that had not been seen for a long time.
He looked tired, his eyes were gloomy, and he was a little surprised when he saw the two people.
"It's finally here." He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell forward.
Li Zhaoyue wanted to catch him, but he grabbed onto the crack in the door and stood firm.
"Have you brought my sword?" he asked weakly.
Li Zhaoyue was about to shake his head when Xu Xing stepped forward and pulled out a sword from his sleeve.
This sword is not as beautiful as other immortal swords. The sword body is a burnt black color, and the hilt is also a piece of broken wood with a gold ornament hanging at the end, which is considered the most expensive part of the sword.
Lou Daoyan's eyes lit up when he saw the sword.
"I haven't seen it for a long time." He murmured.
The sword lay quietly in Xu Xing's palm, waiting for him to take it. Xu Xing also looked at him quietly, waiting for him to come towards him.
But Lou Daoyan couldn't lift the sword at all.
"Are you kidding me?" Lou Daoyan narrowed his eyes and asked sternly.
"This sword is not yours." Xu Xing said lightly.
"This sword has always been with me. I lost it for so many years only because I was imprisoned here. How come it is no longer mine?"
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