Chapter 12 "Is Tongzhou more... dedicated?"
At that time.
When a black mass of demons descended upon the Chang family's gate, he and Wu Yu were still learning sword skills with other disciples in the back mountain.
The demons rushed into the hall through the door as if they were in an empty place.
The screams, sounds of fighting, and the sound of blood gushing out all entered the ears, minds, and hearts of the Chang brothers and sisters through their father's message.
The demons came too suddenly, and the Chang family had no time to ask for help from the surrounding families. They just wanted to use all the strength of the family to send out some hope.
His father asked them to leave immediately.
Chang Huaijin refused to listen, insisting on staying and fighting to the death. He had just reached youth. He and Chang Wuyu were the Chang family's longed-for, heavenly-grade spiritual roots, the entire clan dedicated to nurturing them. He had been raised too formally in the Chang family, and his youthful spirit was full of vigor and ambition. They didn't know how to avoid retreat, let alone the meaning of retreating at this moment.
He only knew that instead of lying dormant for several years seeking revenge, he would rather die in his hometown with his people, thus becoming the heroic spirit he had always dreamed of becoming.
But Wu Yu is different.
Chang Huaijin was reluctant to let his sister stay, "Wu Yu, let's go."
Chang Wuyu is a rare girl with a frosty face. She is more calm and intelligent than Chang Huaijin.
Time was too tight and she didn't have any extra time to deal with a hot-blooded brother.
Even she had the same idea.
But she still had her sense and she knew what her father meant.
"Master, knock him out."
When Chang Wuyu opened his mouth, Chang Huaijin immediately tried to escape.
His sister always keeps her word.
The retainer acted decisively and knocked Chang Huaijin unconscious with a palm strike.
He saw Wu Yu smiling at him, just like when they were little and kept close to each other.
When Chang Huaijin opened his eyes again, he and Chang Wuyu were already lying in the Chang family ancestral hall.
Chang Wuyu's eyes were tightly closed, and her face was pale. She had been in high spirits in the morning, saying that she would wear new clothes to practice swordplay today. Now her clothes were tattered, and there was a sword wound three inches above her chest. It had penetrated through her, and then been pulled out, and blood was constantly gushing out.
Outside the ancestral hall.
The retainer was surprised that he woke up, but he didn't have time to say more. He just called out as usual, "Young Master."
He closed the ancestral hall.
The teleportation array was activated by spiritual power.
Chang Huaijin held Chang Wuyu, who was covered in blood and unconscious, in his arms and looked around. The Chang family cultivators he was very familiar with were covered in blood and sitting cross-legged around the teleportation array, as if they had used up their last bit of spiritual power.
The figures in front of him fell one after another.
The scene in front of me became more and more distorted.
Time and space were being torn and twisted, and he and Chang Wuyu were struggling in the cracks.
Chang Huaijin's eyes were red, but he couldn't open his mouth to say no. He could only cover his sister's chest which was bleeding.
If he left Chang Wuyu here, she would surely die.
He held back his tears.
He also began to transfer all his spiritual energy into the teleportation array beneath him.
Tell yourself that the sacrifice is worth it.
He will definitely take revenge.
But no matter how much he told himself it was worth it, Chang Huaijin knew very clearly that it was not worth it.
at last.
The teleportation array was unsuccessful.
The demons easily broke into the ancestral hall where millions of heroic souls of the Chang family were sleeping. The monks around them no longer had the energy to resist, but the spiritual energy required for the teleportation array was not enough.
They approached with grim smiles and brutally killed the monks of the Chang family. Then, it was their turn as they were protected in the center.
Chang Huaijin summoned the magic sword, covered his sister with one hand, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Zheng——
A flash of sword light passed by.
A long, extremely refreshing line of blood splashed out from the hideous demon head in front of Chang Huaijin.
A sword swept across.
The heads of demons in the hall fell to the ground.
The blood of the demons is used to commemorate the heroic souls of the Chang family who have just passed away.
The person walked in slowly, still saying something.
He didn't look at himself, but raised his hand to replenish his spiritual power.
The teleportation array is activated.
As the light flowed, Chang Huaijin's spiritual energy dissipated, and a strong feeling of tearing time and space rushed towards him. He only had time to protect Chang Wuyu in his arms before he was hit by this force and fell to the ground unconscious.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ruan Wei standing tall and gracefully in the peach forest, as otherworldly as an immortal.
Ruan Wei did not get off the boat at the mountain gate. She went directly to Cui Yanjun's courtyard.
"Third Uncle, Third Uncle."
Ruan Wei jumped off the spiritual boat and shouted into the house, "Someone's dying! Help!"
"What? You're so old, but you're still not more stable."
Cui Yanjun came out holding a basket of herbs.
Feng Wuya also sent her a message. Ruan Wei was captured by her spiritual sense as soon as he led his men to fly to the Immortal Sect.
Chang Huaijin jumped off the spirit boat holding Chang Wuyu and bowed his head in greeting.
"Greetings, Fairy. I am Chang Huaijin..."
Cui Yanjun saw the two of them covered in blood, especially Chang Wuyu, who was completely bloodless. He quickly stepped forward, using his spiritual power to protect her private parts. He frowned and said, "No need to bow. Put her inside and lie down."
Chang Huaijin was also anxious.
He quickly walked into the room and placed Chang Wuyu on the bed.
He took a deep breath and then walked out of the house.
Before entering, Cui Yanjun threw a bottle of pills into Chang Huaijin's arms, "Take the Spirit Replenishing Pill, and then practice your Qi after three breaths. Weiwei, draw a demon-clearing array for him."
Ruan Wei responded immediately.
"Isn't the fairy a sword cultivator? How come you also know formations?"
Chang Huaijin was puzzled, and Ruan Wei was a little surprised. "All the disciples in Penglai have to learn this, so don't the disciples in Tongzhou learn it?"
Hearing this, Chang Huaijin felt that Penglai was even more extraordinary.
In Tongzhou, the avenues are subdivided very carefully, with different people doing different things. There are very few people who practice two or three avenues at the same time.
The main reason is that a cultivator has limited energy, and it is not easy to specialize in one thing.
Most of the cultivation resources in the world of cultivation are concentrated in the ten major sects and various families.
It is even more difficult for independent cultivators.
The noble families monopolize resources, and all the major secret realms and holy places are almost completely divided.
Almost all sects specialize in one thing. For example, when a cultivator signs up, if he prefers to learn sword, he can go to the Wanjian Sect; if he wants to be a medical practitioner, he can go to Wangxi Valley; he will not want to practice life and then go to the Beast Taming Sect.
There are very few sects like Penglai that teach everything.
On second thought, it was also thanks to the many geniuses in Penglai, otherwise it would not be easy to practice several disciplines at the same time.
"Tongzhou is more... single-minded?"
Chang Huaijin managed to come up with an answer.
"Ha," Ruan Wei raised her eyebrows. Her expression was so cold that it made her look prettier. "Then you'll have a hard time in the future."
Hahahahahahahaha.
Second Uncle-Master, he can finally stop torturing her and her senior brother.
During these four years in the library, through some unknown late-night efforts, Ruan Wei has surpassed Xiao Xuantong's progress.
After three years of successful advancement to the second level, I began to engage in more sophisticated learning.
Xiao Xuantong, for three years and three years, fought to the death on this level.
later?
Ruan Wei's words made it seem as if Feng Wuya would really keep her and become a disciple of Penglai.
very nice.
Chang Huaijin was not a person who was ambitious. When he heard her assumption, he suddenly felt like laughing.
"Thank you for your help, Senior Sister."
He suddenly cried out.
Hey, it turns out that the word "senior sister" is so simple.
Ruan Wei heard his change of heart and said without pretense, "Well, take the pill. I will protect you."
Chang Huaijin obeyed and did as he was told.
Ruan Wei took out the magic pen, recalled the method of drawing the Demon Clearing Formation, lowered his head and began to set up the formation.
Half a while passed.
Ruan Weicai looked up and it was done.
Fortunately, I didn’t break my pen and didn’t embarrass myself.
"Yes, it's a stick of incense faster than last time."
Suddenly, the sound of an audience came from the courtyard gate.
"Second Uncle!"
When Ruan Wei saw the person coming, he ran towards him in surprise.
Chao Jian has not been in Penglai these days. He seems to have gone to Tongzhou to inspect the seals in various places. His major is physical cultivation and formation cultivation. Therefore, he personally taught Ruan Wei and Xiao Xuantong the formation techniques.
Xiao Xuantong really didn't have the patience to learn the formation. After forcing him to memorize it for so long, he now only remembered a basic spirit gathering formation.
Chao Jian said that he had indeed tried his best, and then he only taught Ruan Wei.
"How's it going, uncle? This time it's even bigger than my last painting. Have I made great progress?"
She flicked her whisk at the sight and nodded modestly.
After a few years of getting along, almost everyone in Penglai Immortal Sect became Ruan Wei's relative.
She smiled mischievously, "Where has Second Uncle been lately?"
"I went to the Ten Thousand Demon Valley." Zhao Jian couldn't help but vent some impatience when he mentioned this. He raised his hand and rubbed his brow. "The seal was broken, and many old demons escaped."
Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?
Ruan Wei's brows furrowed.
Why now? Shouldn't it be another year? Isn't her junior brother still in there?
"Uncle Master, are there any cultivators left in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley?"
Ruan Wei couldn't help but ask.
Chao Jian gave her a strange look and shook his head. "How could there be cultivators in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley? That was once an ancient battlefield. The souls of the demons who died there lingered, and over time, they would condense into old demons."
"In the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, cultivators cannot survive."
No, it is possible to survive.
Like her junior brother.
[He is not considered a spirit cultivator.]
The sudden AI sound.
The system hasn't appeared for a long time. Even though Ruan Wei often had some inexplicable memories in the past four years, when she asked the system, the system would only give ambiguous answers.
Or just let her explore on her own.
In her mind, Ruan Wei replied to him in surprise, "You finally woke up. I thought you were in hibernation."
[I'm dormant, but I'll occasionally keep an eye on your progress.]
From its sudden shrill voice, Ruan Wei could easily hear his collapse.
"Help, don't be sad, it's not 100% yet." Ruan Wei comforted.
Is there any difference? In four years, he went from 70% to 85%. Ruan Wei, what's the difference between this reverse progression and a direct collapse?
The last few words seemed to be squeezed out from between his mechanical teeth.
"Well, you know I can't leave the island, don't you?" Ruan Wei explained dryly, "I couldn't tell my master and the others. The moment I opened my mouth, I was forbidden by the Heavenly Dao."
The system fell silent.
It’s not that it doesn’t know what Ruan Wei said.
But why did it take almost everything to reverse time and come to the beginning of all stories?
[Never mind, I know you tried your best. So, do you have any guesses now?]
Ruan Wei nodded hurriedly, "Of course."
"It's Junior Brother, right?"
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