Chapter 107
The attack from both sides was quite powerful, which made Qi Tian's face change slightly.
He didn't hesitate, raising a blood mist barrier to block Jin Lin's attack, and then turned and rushed towards Feng Si. But just as his two swords were about to fall from Feng Si's head, they were blocked by Feng Si's long sword. The blazing golden light mercilessly shook Qi Tian's two swords apart and knocked him several meters away.
Seeing this, Feng Si quickly followed.
Seeing the distance between the two of them getting closer and closer, Qi Tian gritted his teeth, knowing that blindly avoiding was not the solution.
His eyes flickered slightly.
With a resounding roar, the barrier was shattered by Jin Lin's tail. As Feng Si's sword slashed down, a formation erupted centered on him. Bright red marks began to appear on his body. These marks were eerie, appearing to the naked eye like flowing blood, reflecting a faint light beneath the exploding silver lightning. Then, the blood merged with Qi Tian's body, staining every inch of his skin an eerie crimson.
All his strength and ability surged at this moment. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Feng Si's sword with his bare hands.
His eyes flashing with cold scarlet light stared at Feng Si coldly. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and this time the teeth exposed under his lips were as sharp as those of a beast.
"Feng Si, you know I've always hated you. I often thought it would be great if you could die outside the mountains one day."
As Qi Tian calmly spoke the thoughts that had occupied him for years, his eerily slender fingers suddenly exerted force. With a snap, a new line appeared in the center of the sword. Then, it expanded infinitely, and countless other tiny lines spread out around it. After a few seconds of wind, Feng Si's sword suddenly exploded.
The fragments flashed sharp under the silver lightning.
Unexpectedly, they gathered together again, returned to Feng Si's hands, and turned into the blood-red flag again.
Feng Si held the flag in one hand, his expression unchanged: "With your level, even if I die outside the mountain, it won't be your turn to take over Xuantian Temple."
Feng Si didn't mean to anger Qi Tian on purpose.
He always likes to tell the truth.
Back in the Xuantian Temple, Feng Si was undoubtedly the most prominent figure in the temple, and Qi Tian had always assumed that Xuantian Temple would eventually fall into Feng Si's hands. However, this was not the case. The person chosen by Taoist Taixu was Rong Jing's true master, Feng Ning. Feng Ning was older than Feng Si and possessed a more stable and measured personality, though he was slightly weaker in terms of strength.
Qi Tian always regards Feng Si as his rival, and his arrogant character makes him ignore other disciples in the Taoist temple.
In fact, there are quite a few people in the Taoist temple who are a little stronger than him.
Later, Qi Tian was expelled from the Taoist temple and fought with several of his fellow disciples. Perhaps it was during this process that he realized how foolish his previous ideas were. Therefore, after establishing Taozi Temple, he desperately relied on the sacrifices of others to enhance his abilities.
In the final analysis, it's just that after being beaten, I have some self-awareness.
But...most of the time, he was still incredibly foolish. For example, he changed his name to 'Qitian', attempting to be on par with the heavens. Or now, Feng Si couldn't imagine how anyone could think of sacrificing the younger generation near a dragon vein. Was he worried that he and his fellow disciples from Xuantian Temple wouldn't be able to make it in time?
Feng Si couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to think about it anymore.
The banners transformed into weapons once again, and Jin Lin followed eagerly. The combined attack of the two anacondas quickly put Qi Tian in a difficult position, unable to evade. He gritted his teeth, and the blood-red mark on his body seemed to deepen. But just as he was about to strike again, a rune suddenly fell from the sky.
This rune came silently, and the patterns were strange and difficult to understand. Qi Tian couldn't figure out what it meant for a moment.
But he knew that even if he couldn't understand, he had to get away immediately.
Unfortunately, upon sensing his intention, Jin Lin's tail suddenly swung towards him. Qi Tian's eyes narrowed, and he quickly dodged to the side. The next second, he felt a terrifying burning sensation overhead, followed by Feng Si's deep, calm roar, "Get up!"
boom!
The rune blossomed like a lotus above Qi Tian's head, shimmering in golden light. Suddenly, Qi Tian felt waves of pain radiating from his body. Especially in the veins of his arms and chest, it felt as if something was frantically reversing the blood flow. Before he could figure out what was happening, he saw a red dot suddenly appear on the back of his hand.
Looking more closely, the red dot turned out to be a blood bead!
After the first blood bead appeared, dense blood spots suddenly popped out of Qi Tian's body. These smelly blood did not pass through the wound, but seeped out directly from his skin, quickly wrapping Qi Tian into a bloody man.
But this is not the end.
Qi Tian could clearly feel that something in his body seemed to be disappearing bit by bit.
At the moment his mind was in chaos, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and looked at Feng Si with disbelief.
Feng Si's expression remained unchanged, and his condescending gaze seemed as if he was looking at some piece of trash.
Qi Tian gnashed his teeth and said, "Damn it, you really deserve to die!"
The abilities he had painstakingly obtained by sacrificing so many people were now being lost due to a single formation. Based on Qi Tian's own experience, it was likely that within five minutes, the abilities that should have belonged to others would have completely vanished!
From the beginning to the end, Feng Si knew how to deal with him!
He was trapped in the Dragon Trapping Formation. Even if he had the ability to go to heaven and earth, he could not escape from it, nor could he absorb the scattered powers from the statues that were excluded from the Dragon Trapping Formation.
Now, he was using runes he had never seen before to deprive him of abilities that did not belong to him!
Feng Si treated him like a mouse, which he could crush to death whenever he wanted, and he didn't take him seriously at all.
Qi Tian, realizing this, suddenly felt cold all over. The cold feeling emerged from his bones little by little, and then entered his blood vessels, freezing him completely.
"If the dragon vein hadn't been severely damaged, you would have died long ago." Feng Si's sword slipped out of his hand and hung high in the sky. As the sword came crashing down, he said calmly, "But it's not too late now."
The long sword and the golden scales' tail slashed towards Qi Tian at the same time.
Qi Tian still wanted to struggle, but as he turned into a blood mist and tried to escape, the speed of the long sword and the golden scales was obviously faster. With a bang, when the three parties touched, the blood mist suddenly froze, as if it had directly turned from mist into a solid entity, and then as two absolute forces fell, it instantly shattered into a pile of debris and floated away on the spot.
Time stood still.
The dark clouds surging overhead began to gradually dissipate. The silver lightning streaked across the sky and then quickly disappeared behind the clouds. The scorching sun illuminated every nearby mountain range, and the wind became a little gentler.
Feng Si stood there and watched quietly as Qi Tian's aura dissipated.
After a long time, he raised his hand.
Liao Shu and his companions who were outside the dragon-trapping formation all stopped.
The dragon above the dragon-trapping formation let out a low hum, and slowly followed the scattered golden light around it into the dragon vein.
Liao Shu threw the magic weapon out, and the members of the special department finally landed on the ground. As soon as Rong Jing's feet touched the ground, he rushed to Feng Si's side and shouted, "Uncle Feng Si!"
Feng Si turned around, stroked the boy's soft black hair, and asked him, "Is there anything wrong?"
Rong Jing obediently shook his head: "Master uncles came just in time, I am fine now."
"I'm fine too." Si Liu poked his head out from behind Rong Jing and tried to push him away. But seeing his movements, Feng Si's eyes turned cold. He raised his hand, picked up Rong Jing, put him to his side, and kicked him out.
Si Liu: “…”
Rong Jing made a face at Si Liu, then rubbed the traces of the sacrificial formation on the ground with his toes and asked curiously, "So, is Qi Tian dead now?"
"No." The sudden two words instantly caught the attention of Rong Jing and Si Liu. The former's cheerful expression froze slightly, his round eyes widened, and he couldn't control his voice, "No?!"
Feng Si raised his hand to cover his face, signaling the other brothers to arrange for the members of the special department. Then, as he led Rong Jing towards the dragon vein, he explained, "The statues he left behind are still there. If we want to truly kill him, we have to destroy them all. However, this is not a difficult task anymore."
Feng Si glanced at Rong Jing and continued, "Master cast a fortune before we came here, and it showed that Qi Tian would die at his hands. So there's no need for us to go to any extremes; this is already the best possible outcome."
I see.
…
Jiangyang Mountain is located in the dragon vein.
The sound of footsteps, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, was heard.
Qi Tian covered his lower abdomen and clung to the mountain wall. He couldn't control himself for a moment and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He seemed to have lost all his strength, and slowly lay down along the mountain wall. Then he looked up at the statue above his head, which was hidden by a sleight of hand. With a struggle, he lifted his fingers, and the sleight of hand dissipated like a thick fog, and then the ugly statue fell into his sight.
Qi Tian moved his mind slightly, and the statue fell into his hand with a plop.
He bit his finger, leaving a mark and smearing blood on the statue. Then, a familiar breath flowed into his body. Qi Tian took a deep breath and felt as if he had fallen into a hot spring. The pain in his body seemed to be soothed at this moment.
He finally came back to life.
It seems that hiding the statue in this dragon vein is the right choice.
Now, he just needs to find enough statues to take back all the powers he has dispersed.
After realizing this, Qi Tian, who had already been defeated, stood up again, with a strong desire to survive in his eyes.
He thought that once he had found all the statues, he would leave here immediately. At that time, he would have to continue hiding for a few hundred years at most, but after a few hundred years, he would be able to make a comeback and rise again.
By then, he will definitely trample Feng Si and everyone in Xuantian Temple under his feet.
There is also the anaconda named Golden Scale.
Qi Tian exhaled and began to walk along the entire dragon vein following the breath he left behind.
Time passed minute by minute, and outside the dragon vein, the sun had risen and set for several cycles, but inside the dragon vein, Qi Tian could not feel the passage of time at all. He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he knew that he had found most of the statues.
As long as he gets the remaining part back, he can leave.
In fact, he could have found a faster and simpler method, which was to simply gather all the statues in an instant and absorb their powers. But after careful consideration, Qi Tian gave up for his own safety.
Although he had never been outside the Dragon Vein, he could guess that the Xuantian Clan, led by Feng Si, was probably outside at the moment. Therefore, the commotion he created within the Dragon Vein would surely attract their attention. By then, they would probably know he was still alive and would definitely hunt him down.
Qi Tian licked his dry lips and continued walking forward.
Another two days passed in a flash. Qi Tian's aching body had completely recovered. His pale face was once again covered with a healthy red. He raised his hand to remove the last piece of the statue and absorbed the power within. The corners of his mouth curled up as he murmured softly, "In another two hundred years, everything will be over."
"There won't be another two hundred years."
The sudden sound instantly woke Qi Tian up. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes flashing with disbelief and horror.
He growled, "Who?!"
An old figure slowly appeared at the intersection ahead. Taixu was wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard. A whisk fell between his elbows, and his dark and deep eyes looked at Qitian in front of him.
The old man's face was calm, but his eyes were filled with emotion.
Taixu always remembered the moment he met Qitian at the foot of Yingzi Mountain over two hundred years ago. Qitian was still a young child then. He read Qitian's fortune, predicting a shallow bond between family and friends. Qitian also recounted how his parents had abandoned him at the foot of the mountain and left. Qitian himself wandered the mountains for a long time, seeking fruit when hungry and drinking dew when thirsty. Though his body was filthy and smelly, his eyes were bright.
Feeling sorry for him, Taixu brought him back to Xuantian Temple and made him one of Xuantian Temple's disciples.
Qi Tian is a very hardworking child. He may not be very talented, but he is diligent. Therefore, over the years, his abilities have become quite good.
But ambition grows in dark corners and changes people beyond recognition.
Taixu's complex and compassionate gaze fell on Qi Tian, making Qi Tian's expression even uglier and colder. Qi Tian narrowed his eyes, and thoughts flashed through his mind. After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed: "Are you kidding me?"
Taixu didn't say anything, so Qitian continued, "They made me think I'd escaped Fengsi's pursuit, but in reality, they were doing it to give me time to absorb all the statues... The dragon vein is so vast, even for you, finding every one of them wouldn't be easy. Besides, you old guys have to repair the dragon vein right now. If you leave the search for the statues to the younger generation, you might run into problems with the special departments of the various states. So you're deliberately letting me go?!"
Qi Tian laughed heartily: "You may claim to be a righteous family, but when it comes to conspiracy and trickery, who can compare with you!"
"Normally, I'd rather call your schemes clever and resourceful." Rong Jing poked his head out from the side and retorted with a smile. Behind him, Feng Si stared at Qi Tian expressionlessly, his lips uttering two words, "Idiot."
Rong Jing: “…”
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Uncle Feng Si had a problem with the words Qi Tian used to curse at him.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Taoist Taixu raised his hand and swung his whisk. A flash of golden light emerged from beyond the dragon vein, powerfully trapping Qi Tian. The golden light then transformed into a cage, which gradually shrank in size. Trapped within, Qi Tian felt a fierce squeeze from the outside. His eyes crimson, he screamed heartbreakingly, and frantically transformed into a bloody mist, charging into the cage.
However, the blood mist was split apart with a crackling sound, but not a trace of mist came out from it.
Time passes.
Until a certain moment, the cage shrank to the size of a palm, and the squeezed blood mist seemed to have lost all sound, and suddenly exploded with a bang.
Taixu closed his eyes and sighed.
After a long time, he turned around and called the two younger generations: "Let's go."
Rong Jing followed Grandpa Taixu obediently, and had a hundred thousand questions he wanted to ask.
"Is everything settled now?"
"Is the restoration of the dragon vein almost complete?"
"Can I go back to Yancheng now?"
"Grandpa Taixu, will you come back with me? I'll ask Xie Changshi to treat you guys to dinner, okay?"
"Xie Changshi is rich now, and he will definitely not treat you to just buns when he invites you to dinner!"
Taoist Taixu opened one eye and glared at him, saying unhappily, "You've been talking about Xie Changshi in front of me every day for the past six days. Aren't you afraid I'm getting tired of hearing it?"
Rong Jing raised a well-behaved face and asked, "Are you annoyed?"
"I'm not annoyed, but I see you are. Get out of here right now." After saying that, he grabbed Rong Jing by the collar and threw her to Feng Si, snorting coldly, "Take this heartless little zombie to find his man."
Feng Si glanced at Rong Jing, and Rong Jing winked at him.
Feng Si: “…”
Ten minutes later.
At the foot of Nanling Mountain.
Rong Jing, who was being carried by Feng Si, saw the familiar Cullinan at a glance. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he urged Feng Si to put him down without hesitation, and then ran towards the car.
Xie Changshi, wearing a black coat, stood beside the car, looking at the young man running towards him, a smile in his narrow eyes.
With a bang, the boy fell into his arms.
Rong Jing raised his face, his eyes shining like stars in the sky: "Xie Changshi, I miss you so much."
Xie Changshi lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "I miss you too."
——End of text——
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