Chapter 1029 I am so disappointed
"Young Master Luo, who never leaves the city?" The Saint's voice was filled with a hint of smile and profound meaning. Her voice was gentle, "I have long heard of your great name."
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and a beautiful woman walked out.
The woman took off her veil and walked in front of Luo Li. "Young Master Luo, are you here to attend the Immortal Gathering?"
Luo Li nodded slightly and said calmly, "That's right. I heard about the grand event of the Immortal Gathering and received an invitation, so I came here to experience it."
The Saintess' fingertips gently stroked the cuffs of her nine-petal lotus-patterned sleeves, her eyes raised slightly. "Young Master Luo, are you aware that this time the Immortals' Gathering has added a 'Lingxian Terrace' where the geniuses of all realms can compete?"
She suddenly chuckled, "If Young Master Luo is interested, I would like to see the style of the Young Master of Bulicheng, but I am old now, so I can only choose a time to spar with Young Master Luo."
Mu Yuan frowned when he heard that and was about to speak, but when the saint turned around, the silver bell on her wrist rang softly, and the twelve maids had already carried the sedan chair into the air.
The glass sedan passed through the clouds, and a faint voice floated from behind the gauze curtain: "Three days from now, at the hour of Mao, we will be at Lingxiantai. Would Young Master Luo be willing to come?"
Lan Xiaoxiao clenched her whip tightly: "This Saint..."
Before he could finish his words, Luo Li stopped him with a look.
Song Wanbai fixed his gaze on the direction the Saint had disappeared in, and whispered, "It's rumored that the Saint of Yao Chi rarely shows up. Why would she suddenly invite me?"
Luo Li looked at the gilded cloud patterns in the sky, her fingertips stroking the jade token of the city at her waist, and suddenly she chuckled: "Now that we are here, let's make the best of it."
She turned her head to look at Mu Yuan, "Miss Mu Yuan, isn't Fu Yu the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi Holy Land? Who is this?"
Mu Yuan sighed and explained, "Saint Fu Yu is still quite young. Before she becomes fully recovered and is able to assume the role of Saint, the previous Saint Fu Hua will assist her. This is the Grand Saint Fu Hua."
"I see," Lan Xiaoxiao nodded, then looked at Luo Li, "But it's really strange that she suddenly asked A-Li to spar with her."
Mu Yuan was also a little confused. "I'm not sure what Saint Vanity is thinking. Her temper has been a little strange in recent years."
Yue Hanchuan frowned and said, "Ali, do you really want to go?"
"Go," Luo Li narrowed her eyes, "Of course I have to go."
Three days later, at the beginning of the morning hour, Lingxiantai was shrouded in morning mist and turned milky white.
When Luo Li stepped onto the stage via the stone steps, she saw Fu Hua already standing in the middle of the stage. Her wide sleeves with nine-petal lotus patterns moved without wind, and the silver bells on her wrists rang out in a series of clear sounds.
Only Lan Xiaoxiao and Mu Yuan were present in the audience.
"Be careful of her 'Lotus Heart Tribulation'." Mu Yuan warned in a low voice, "Three years ago, she used this trick to destroy the spiritual vein of the second young master of the Xuan family."
Luo Li raised an eyebrow and brushed her fingertips across the hilt of the sword: "It sounds more interesting than the Xuan family's soul skills."
Fuhua chuckled lightly, and as the silver bell rang suddenly, the clouds and mist beside the stage suddenly condensed into twelve lotus platforms, and the heart of each lotus showed the tangible sword intent.
Lan Xiaoxiao clenched her whip tightly. "Is this... the Yao Chi's secret 'Twelve Golden Immortals Formation'?"
"Young Master Luo, accept it." Fuhua waved his finger lightly, and the nearest lotus platform burst out with dazzling golden light, and thousands of sword intentions poured down like a rainstorm.
Luo Li spun around and swung her sword, and a rainbow light exploded where the green light and the golden light collided.
Mu Yuan stared at the intertwined light and shadow on the stage, and suddenly noticed the dark pattern flashing across Fuhua's cuffs - that was not an ordinary nine-petal lotus, but the "Netherworld Lotus" pattern that had been banned three thousand years ago.
Her pupils suddenly shrank, and she pressed her hand on the short blade to move forward, but she saw Luo Li suddenly throw the sword and form a seal, and the red power of the law condensed into the shadow of a phoenix.
The phoenix shadow and the lotus heart sword intent collided with a loud bang, Lingxiantai trembled violently, and the morning mist was shaken and scattered into fireflies in the sky.
Fuhua took a half step back, her veil slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Luo Li stood with her sword in hand, her clothes stained with golden light. "The Great Saint Lady's 'Lotus Heart Tribulation' seemed to be holding back?"
Fu Hua lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, his voice gradually fading. "Young Master Luo is indeed worthy of his reputation. Besides, it's just a sparring match, why risk your life?"
She raised her hand to remove the sword formation, and the lotus platform turned into a point of light and dissipated. "However... the Immortal Gathering will officially begin in twelve days, and the competition on the Lingxiantai has just begun."
After saying this, she walked down Lingxiantai and glanced at Mu Yuan, "Aren't you going back?"
Mu Yuan bowed and said, "Saintess, A Yuan will be back later."
Fuhua frowned imperceptibly, "Forget it, remember to come back early."
Mu Yuan lowered her eyes, "Yes."
Luo Li also walked down from Lingxiantai at this time, frowned and said: "This vanity gives me a different feeling than Fuyu."
Lan Xiaoxiao leaned over and whispered, "More than that, it's different. Although the Floating Jade Saint is young and a bit arrogant, she gives people a very comfortable feeling most of the time. But this person looks gentle and gentle, but gives people the feeling that she is hiding an icy knife."
Mu Yuan's fingertips unconsciously rubbed the jade pendant on her waist, and suddenly asked, "Three days ago, the silver bell on her wrist was ringing seven times, why is it ringing nine times today?"
Luo Li, Yue Hanchuan and the others were a little confused, "What do you mean?"
Song Wanbai looked up suddenly upon hearing this: "Isn't the nine-ring silver bell a characteristic of the Yao Chi forbidden technique 'Nine-turn Soul-Captivating Bell'?"
Fuhua gritted his teeth, "How is that possible!"
Song Wanbai was also a little embarrassed. He said, "I read a lot of miscellaneous books. Maybe I'm wrong."
Fu Hua pursed his lips and said, "Everyone, go back and rest first. I have to go back to the Holy Land first. See you in a few days."
After saying this, she left in a hurry.
Luo Li and the others stayed where they were, looking at each other, all a little confused.
Lan Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, "What's going on..."
Luo Li pressed her forehead and said, "Let's go back to the inn first. I'll visit the holy land tomorrow to see if I can see Fu Yu."
"Okay."
Late at night, when Luo Li was wiping Xuan Yue in the inn's room, there was suddenly a light knock on the window frame.
"Who?" She lit the candle flame with the tip of her sword, reflecting Mu Yuan's pale face outside the window.
Mu Yuan climbed in through the window, her sleeves stained with blood. "Saint Fu Yu is imprisoned in the Ice Gorge!"
Luo Li was surprised, "What?"
"Saint Fuyu led the team to the Di family's territory two months ago, so we didn't notice. Fuhua replaced the temple guards three days ago." Mu Yuan took out an ice crystal from her arms, which contained half a blood-stained lotus petal. "This was the last distress letter Saint Fuyu sent using her soul power. It was hijacked by Fuhua's people, so I didn't find it until now."
Luo Li's fingertips traced the cracks on the ice crystals. She raised her eyes and asked, "Where is the Ice Stream?"
"The forbidden land of Yaochi," Mu Yuan spread out the animal hide map. A blood-red cross was marked somewhere. "We have to go through the back mountain guarded by the Xuan family."
Luo Li's fingertips traced the blood-red cross on the map. The Xuanyue Sword glowed a cold blue light under the candlelight. "What's the connection between the Xuan family and the Yaochi Forbidden Land?"
Mu Yuan suddenly covered her chest and coughed up blood foam. Half of a broken life plate rolled out of her sleeve: "Fuhua planted a tracking spell in my soul seal... They are coming!"
Twelve dark lamps suddenly lit up outside the window, and flashy voices came from all directions: "A Yuan, you disappoint me so much."
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