Chapter 7: Jian is Jian Xiu's wife "But I already have a wife"...

No one would have thought that Xie Tingyu, a young man who traveled to the Second Heaven, would have such powerful spiritual power.

The red sword blade came straight down, Ximen Huairen raised his sword to block it, the sword energy whizzed past, breaking the disciples' protective barrier and making them retreat one after another, only the purple bamboo was swaying gracefully in the wind.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ximen Huairen was chopped away by the sword energy and rolled on the ground for several times, looking extremely miserable.

His luxurious clothes were stained with dirt. He was a little bit unbelievable and his pupils suddenly shrank.

His fingers moved slightly, trying to pick up the sword on the ground, but they trembled a little and did not move for a long time.

A red dress suddenly appeared in front of me.

A cold voice sounded above my head.

"How can a useless thing that can't even hold a sword dream of becoming Tian Xing Chi Xiao?"

"Is this your seventh-level strength? It seems you can't bear my kowtow and apology."

Ximen Huairen raised his head, his eyes red, his voice choked with sobs, "You borrowed all this power from Tianxing Chixiao!!"

[Host, he said it was the sword that was powerful, not you.]

"So what? Why don't you throw away your sword and fight me with your bare hands?"

Xie Tingyu lowered his head and looked at his unwilling expression, then moved the tip of his sword and gently lifted his chin.

The cold tip of the sword touched his skin, and the piercing chill seemed to come from the depths of the cold lake, making him shudder.

Her face was filled with natural pride. "If you lose, you lose. You can fight me back next time. As for the Heavenly Red Sky, everyone has their own chance. Although it has the name of a magic sword, the one that suits you best is the best."

"Master Ximen, if you don't agree, you can stand up and continue."

The rules of the school are to respect strength. She easily defeated Ximen Huairen, who was at the seventh level, so she could naturally call him junior. However, Yun Heng's grade was a bit high, so she had no choice but to be his junior uncle.

Ximen Huairen said nothing.

The disciples standing by couldn't help but whisper to each other when they saw this scene.

"Xie Tingyu actually won. How did she do it?"

"As expected, you are chosen by Yunheng Sword Master."

"Did she use some forbidden technique to enhance her strength?"

Just as Xie Tingyu and Ximen Huairen were in a stalemate, a serious voice came from behind Xie Tingyu, "Fighting is prohibited in the teaching area of ​​​​Xingyun Academy! Violators will be punished by the Punishment Hall!"

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu withdrew his sword with a complicated look on his face.

Tianxing Chixiao was sheathed, and Xie Tingyu was speechless for a moment, until Wang Xiao walked between the two of them, looking down at him, staring at him.

Xie Tingyu blinked and looked at Ximen Huairen, who had already climbed up behind Wang Xiao with a sullen face.

"After all this time, the teaching district really can't fight. Are you sick? Are you using this to mess with me?" She laughed angrily, and the sound mixed with sarcasm poured into Ximen Huairen's eardrums.

Ximen Huairen turned his head away and didn't look at her.

"Why did you fight? Did you hit him first?" Wang Xiao asked Xie Tingyu first, but it didn't sound like a question, instead it sounded more like an affirmative question.

"Teacher Wang, he was the one who provoked me first. Why did you ask me first? Besides, I am only a second-level person. Isn't it obvious who is bullying whom?"

Xie Tingyu was very determined and had no intention of giving in. She was used to being treated as she pleased in the ghost house and could not accept not being able to retaliate on the spot after being wronged.

I can't stand this kind of questioning.

Wang Xiao didn't even look at Xie Tingyu, but turned his head to ask the disciples who were watching the show under the eaves.

"Who started it?"

"Thank you for listening - thank you, Junior Master."

"No, it was Senior Brother Ximen—"

Xie Tingyu folded her arms and tapped her index finger, manipulating Tianxing Chixiao to circle around her.

With a "whoosh" sound of breaking wind.

It's like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

"Shut up, both of you. If that's the case, both of you will be sent to the Punishment Hall for punishment. Ximen Huairen was the instigator, so he will be whipped twenty times as a warning. Xie Tingyu seriously hurt his fellow disciple, so he will be whipped thirty times as a punishment."

Xie Tingyu originally thought it was a non-issue, thinking that Wang Xiao was a lecturer at Xingyun Academy after all, and he would not make a decision that was too biased.

The result was this.

Xie Tingyu laughed when he heard this. Looking at Wang Xiao's serious face, he jokingly said, "This lecturer, this is the first time I've seen someone like you. It really broadens my horizons."

This Ximen Huairen is the son of a family in the world of cultivation, so it seems that Wang Xiao has reason to be partial to him.

When the disciples around saw that Xie Tingyu was about to confront Wang Xiao, they couldn't help but start talking. However, the people who had been following Wang Xiao kept silent at this time.

Only the young man who had been standing next to Zizhu could not help but speak up, "Teacher Wang doesn't even know the whole story, why is he judging like this?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiao turned his head and looked at him, but did not say anything.

Even Ximen Huairen, the person involved, was like a quail, standing behind Wang Xiao and avoiding Xie Tingyu's sight.

Xie Tingyu felt bored. The sword wound on her shoulder hurt, and she tilted her head.

I came up with a reason to comfort myself.

It doesn't matter, at least I can recover my strength through this.

But she couldn't bear this grievance in vain.

Xie Tingyu raised her eyes and looked at the only person who broke the silence and spoke for her, and sighed that there are still good people in the world of cultivation.

Give him a chance to enter the ghost house in the future.

Wang Xiao had no intention of entangled with Xie Tingyu here. He waved his sleeves, his eyes flashing with indifference, which was completely different from the gentle expression he had when he greeted Xie Tingyu before.

Like being robbed.

Several disciples dressed in black uniforms and holding swords walked into the school soon.

Seeing Wang Xiaoshi salute, the leader turned his gaze to Xie Tingyu and Ximen Huairen, "We received a message from Teacher Wang Xiao through Yunting that someone violated the rules and fought in the teaching area of ​​the school. We are here to pick them up."

Xie Tingyu glanced at him coldly, and followed them without resistance. The leader walked two steps ahead. His black suit highlighted his slender figure, but also revealed a sense of strength.

She felt that he was particularly familiar, and suddenly Xie Tingyu chuckled, "Is that chicken leg delicious?"

When the man heard what Xie Tingyu said, he seemed a little confused. He fixed his eyes on Xie Tingyu's face and identified him for a while. "Who are you?"

Xie Tingyu sighed, "It doesn't matter. It seems that my senior brother's cooking skills are not memorable enough. I also think it's not delicious enough."

The young man in black groaned for a moment, "I am Zuo Zicheng, the second disciple of the elder of the Xingjie Hall. I am very sorry for arresting Junior Master Xie this time. As for the chicken wings thing that Junior Master Xie mentioned, I don't know. It seems that I only saw Junior Master Xie admiring the moon that night."

[What are you talking about? I didn't see anything. My mouth is very tight]

After listening to the translation of the same language conversion system, Xie Tingyu was surprised. She didn't understand why this man would take the initiative to cover up for her when she had never met him before.

I'm afraid he has some ulterior motive.

Xie Tingyu paused for a moment, then handed the Tianxing Chixiao in his hand over, "Are you interested in the sword? How about I let you touch the sword?"

Tianxing Chixiao began to buzz the moment Xie Tingyu finished speaking, and trembled in Xie Tingyu's hand, as if resisting something.

The young man in black also frowned, clenched the sword in his hand, and looked sideways at her, "Thank you, Junior Master Uncle. The sword is a swordsman's lifelong companion, and it shouldn't be destroyed like this."

Synonym conversion system: [The sword is the swordsman's wife! ! ]

Xie Tingyu let out an "ah" and looked away.

It is true that Jian is Jian Xiu's wife, but he already has a wife.

It was not until Zuo Zicheng personally chained her hands and locked her in the dark water dungeon that Xie Tingyu sighed. She was going to suffer again.

And she took Wen Zhi with her to suffer together with the big villain, hoping that he would not be unable to bear it so soon and die with her.

The Heart-to-Heart Spell is considered a forbidden technique even in a place like the underworld.

Xie Tingyu found it quite interesting when he found it in Jiuyuan.

Although it was only half of the book, Xie Tingyu felt that it was enough for her to learn this technique.

Xie Tingyu once conducted an experiment with the Nine Abyss ghosts, casting a spell of unity on them all, and experimented to see if they could share pain, live and die together.

She later discovered that it was not a true sharing of life and death. Only when the person who cast the curse died would the person being cursed die. Otherwise, the curse would not be effective.

At the end of the previous volume of the book, there was a sentence in red: "Where there is gain there is loss."

Xie Tingyu could feel the pressure and terrifying aura from it, and wondered which powerful person had left it there.

It could make her, who was in the middle stage of the ninth level of the ghost world, feel the pressure.

The sound of crackling brought Xie Tingyu back to his senses. Someone stepped into the water dungeon, dragging a long and vicious snow-white bone whip.

The bone barbs on it looked particularly sharp, and Xie Tingyu could only feel 50% of the pain.

But at the moment when the whip rolled up the water and fell on my back, I felt a stabbing pain in my heart.

Her pupils shrank, the sound of the bone whips falling rang clearly in her ears, and the sound of flesh being torn apart made her feel surprised.

"Fuck, this thing hurts so much!"

It seemed as if it could rush straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, penetrate the soul, and leave it full of holes.

At some point, a large area of ​​red appeared in the water dungeon where Xie Tingyu was, and blood spread in the water.

Flashing with dazzling enchanting colors.

Wang Xiao, who are you to dare to do this to me?

Xie Tingyu's consciousness was shattered by the bone whip, making it difficult for her to think.

Only when the tremendous power gradually filled her dantian did she have the strength to bear it. Suddenly, a warm figure appeared in her mind, wearing a white robe.

He walked on the road neither fast nor slow, his back straight, towards the direction where Xie Tingyu was, and it didn't look like he was in the same severe pain.

Ghost power flowed in Xie Tingyu's body. This familiar power cheered and swam in her dantian like a fish finally returning to water.

The whipper behind him kept counting until he reached thirty, then he stopped swinging the whip and said, "The punishment is over, you can go now."

Xie Tingyu did not look as calm as usual. There was surprise in her eyes. For some reason, her pain increased.

The heart-piercing pain made her mind a mess for a moment.

She braced herself and gripped the stones of the wall with her fingers.

Cold sweat was pouring down his smooth cheeks.

Mixed with the foul-smelling water in the dungeon, he jumped out of the dungeon.

The chain broke in an instant, and with a continuous "click" sound, Xie Tingyu appeared outside the water prison of the Punishment Hall.

A person emitting a cold aura blocked her way.

Xie Tingyu looked up at him and said, "I have already been tortured, what else do I need?"

"I'm not here for this. I just want to ask you a few questions." The man had a cold expression, with an eerie aura that would make ordinary people shudder.

A face covered with two huge scars.

Extremely vicious.

"Do I still have to stand trial now? Aren't you worried that I'll die in pain here? Will my master come to settle accounts with you?" Xie Tingyu sat down opposite him, his eyes extremely cold, and he calmly narrated the facts.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Ge Teng, the head of the Zhuxie Hall. According to seniority, I'm your senior brother."

Geteng was wearing a black robe with a huge hood that covered half of his face, leaving only the wrinkles and conspicuous scars on the lower half of his face exposed.

Xie Tingyu picked up a broken chain from the ground and threw it on the table.

Seeing this, Ge Teng took the chain and rubbed it in his palm.

His face was expressionless, but his voice was full of obvious threats. "I'm curious, how did you hide it from the old ancestor's spirit fire detection and Yun Heng's eyes?"

"What does this mean, Master? I don't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to know that you might get out of the Punishment Hall, and then you'll be caught by my Extermination Hall, and suffer even more than the Punishment Hall."