Chapter 19 Penglai Island (9) “They are not practicing dual cultivation.”…
I heard from a junior brother in the sect that the Sixteen Swords of Inviting the Moon were created by Qianji Sword Master during his first year of swordsmanship, and it was his masterpiece that brought him fame at a young age. But what truly made him famous throughout the thirty-four states was when, at the age of twenty-three, he quelled the unrest in the Demon Realm with just one sword.
It was a pity that Zhu Ciying didn't get to see Master in his prime. But... seeing Second Senior Brother's desperate fight with the Nine-tailed White Fox today, he could at least see a bit of Master's former glory in him.
"Thirteen forms, White Feather Meteor."
Yun Cangyu let out a low roar, and the gray sky suddenly darkened, with only the sword in his hand still emitting a little light.
The nine-tailed white fox raised its paw to wipe the blood from the corner of its mouth. Its furry body was stained with blood. When he saw the faint smile at the corner of Yun Cangyu's lips, his heart sank suddenly.
Damn it. He had originally planned to use these two sword cultivators as nutrients to ripen the Golden Mysterious Flower quickly and improve his cultivation level, and then destroy that bug that had been against him for ten years... He didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter because he underestimated their strength.
Maybe he will really die here.
He was thinking about whether to escape with Jin Xuanhua, but the other party was obviously unwilling to give him this opportunity.
A beam of light broke through the clouds and shot into his eyes. The white fox narrowed its pupils slightly, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart. He realized it later and slowly raised his head, his pupils shrinking tightly.
The sky was filled with flying swords, ready to be launched. Yun Cangyu casually waved his hand, and hundreds of flying swords fell down, sparking sparks. It gave people the intuitive feeling of a meteor falling to the ground.
The white fox reacted extremely quickly, mobilizing all its demonic energy to form a protective shield. One sword, two swords, three swords… Each sword descended from the sky with unstoppable force, slamming heavily into the spiritual shield. The nine-tailed white fox struggled to resist.
But at one point, he heard a slight cracking sound.
"Puff——" His body was pierced by dozens of spiritual swords and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
All eight tails fell to the ground at the same time, and the panic in the white fox's heart reached its peak. He was in trouble, really in trouble this time, and he only had one life left.
"With this level of strength, you dare to plot against me."
Yun Cangyu twirled the sword in his hand, sheathed it, and said to Zhu Ciying, "He's too useless. You might as well go back to the mountain and fight your junior brother. It's a pity that I still have three moves to use."
When Zhu Ciying heard him talking, she felt as if she had just woken up from a dream. She looked down at her hands. The senior brother had applied medicine on them last night, and the wounds had healed, and her skin had become smooth and tender. Only the thin calluses on her fingertips proved that she had practiced sword.
Both of them used the Sixteen Swords of Yaoyue, but compared with hers, the one displayed by the second senior brother was in the sky and the other was on the ground.
She clenched her palms, her blood boiling. Her junior brother had described her as a "sword maniac," and indeed, she loved kendo. She wanted to perfect her swordsmanship, surpassing her senior brothers and becoming the best in the art.
"No, don't kill me!"
"I... I have a golden Xuan flower. I'm giving it to you. I guarantee it will help you improve your cultivation!"
"I also know many rare spiritual plants. If you spare my life, I will show you the way."
The white fox's remaining tail curled up into a ball of fur, fearing that Yun Cangyu would chop it off in a sudden change of attitude. Saving his life was paramount. If necessary, he would betray the stink bug and let them kill each other.
"Golden Xuan Flower?" Yun Cangyu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that there was a Golden Xuan Flower on Penglai Island.
He glanced sideways at his junior sister and thought, if she ate it, she might be able to advance directly from the Golden Core Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage. What a great opportunity.
"Hand it over," he said.
The white fox stretched out its trembling paw and pointed in a direction: "Over there, you can get it yourself."
Yun Cangyu took a look from afar, and just as he said, a seven-colored flower was blooming on the black soil, with a faint golden light surrounding the flower, which did not look like an ordinary thing.
He wanted to pick some for his junior sister, but in the blink of an eye, the scenery before his eyes spun around and a grayish-white picture appeared in his mind.
He saw a man and a fox confronting each other over the Golden Xuan Flower, and then saw the Golden Xuan Flower being refined into a pill and then handed over to a young man. The man took off his mask and revealed his face, and it turned out to be his senior brother, Xie Rangchen.
Yun Cangyu was slightly startled. He knew this was his mother's precognitive ability, and that these images were of things to come.
Then, he cannot pick the golden Xuan flower.
He looked at the nine-tailed white fox again, his eyes darkening, and the latter got goose bumps when he looked at her.
The white fox licked its dry lips and said, "Did you see that white dragon that caused the flood? I've been fighting him for hundreds of years and know that the cave he lives in holds many treasures. If you need me, I'm always happy to lead the way."
After he finished speaking, he glanced in the direction of Bai Long, his face suddenly turned pale, and his mouth opened and closed, uttering a few words: "Then, then, what is that?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ciying looked up at the sky, and a golden figure occupied her dark pupils.
That was the first time she had seen a Dharma image in her life.
The Dharma image looked exactly like his senior brother's, gleaming with golden light. The White Dragon, who had been so majestic just a moment ago, was stomped to the ground by his raised foot, sending up a huge cloud of dust.
Zhu Ciying soared into the air on his sword. As the smoke and dust cleared, a massive crater, at least a hundred meters deep, loomed large.
After a long while, the white dragon still didn't crawl out.
Zhu Ciying stared blankly at the young man standing in the air in the distance, and was once again impressed by his strength.
The distance between them is as huge as a chasm.
She still has a long way to go to catch up with her senior brother.
She thought silently, when I was eleven years old, and ten years later I was the same age as my senior brother, would I be stronger than him?
"Junior sister, you can go back now." Yun Cangyu said.
"Where's the white fox?"
Yun Cangyu untied the gourd and took a sip of wine: "It's solved."
Zhu Ciying: "Then let's go meet up with Senior Sister."
——A street on Penglai Island.
Yu Haochu directed the servants of the Yu Mansion to distribute supplies in an orderly manner, including porridge and medicine.
"Don't cry, sister will heal you." Yu Feifei stuffed a candy into the child's hand, and while his attention was diverted, she used magic to heal him.
"Senior Sister."
Yu Feifei took a moment out of her busy schedule to say, "Aying, Senior Brother."
Xie Rangchen said, "I have subdued the rebellious white dragon, Cang Yu has calmed the sea water, and the island is safe."
Yu Feifei's eyes were slightly red: "Thank you, luckily you came with me this time, otherwise, I really don't know how to solve these problems."
"There's no need to thank fellow disciples for helping each other. Besides, helping Penglai Island overcome this crisis is our responsibility."
Xie Rangchen found an open space and invited some of the wounded to come to him for treatment.
Zhu Ciying knew very little about medicine and could only do simple things like applying medicine and bandaging. When she had some free time, she would squat in front of the collapsed house, carefully examining the broken bricks and broken wood with one hand.
Then she asked Yu Haochu to find some paper, pen and ink, and started sketching on the white paper, carefully drawing every structure.
"Sister Zhu, is the painting about the structure of a house?"
Zhu Ciying paused slightly while holding the pen and nodded in agreement.
Yu Haochu applauded and cheered: "You are awesome!"
An experienced craftsman heard them, came closer to take a look, and said excitedly, "So this design is possible! If it's built, it will be at least five times stronger than the previous house. Little girl, may I ask the name of your master and where he lives?"
Zhu Ciying finished the last stroke and replied, "I learned it from my brother at home. Unfortunately, he passed away young, so I only know the basics, not even one ten-thousandth as good as he did."
"Alas." The craftsman expressed deep regret.
"Uncle, please refer to this map and rebuild houses for the residents of Penglai Island."
"No, no, no, this is your work. I'll help you."
Zhu Ciying handed him the blueprints. "I told you I only know the basics. Drawing blueprints and the like is just empty talk and unrealistic. When it comes to actual practice, you have more experience than me. I think you are more suitable for this."
At this point, the craftsman could no longer refuse and immediately called several colleagues and some uninjured middle-aged men to discuss rebuilding the house.
"Sister Zhu is not only beautiful and kind, but also very open-minded. I want to learn from you in the future," Yu Haochu said with bright eyes. Although he was a year younger than Zhu Ciying, he was much taller than her.
Height is Zhu Ciying's most depressing thing. Because she has been weak since childhood and has suffered from long-term malnutrition, she is much shorter than her peers. At the age of eleven, she looks only eight or nine years old.
Fortunately, after arriving at Qingwei Sect, her master opened a kitchen for her, allowing her to make her own spiritual food to supplement her nutrition. She had grown quite a bit in the past three months. But even so, how could she compare to Yu Haochu, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood?
Zhu Ciying raised her hand and touched his head: "I am honored to be your role model."
When the two returned to Yu Feifei together, their young hearts were severely shocked.
Yu Feifei discovered that Yun Cangyu had internal injuries and asked him to undress for treatment, but he would rather die than obey. Yu Feifei got angry and started fighting with him. Because she didn't understand the relationship between the two, the injured people around her didn't know how to stop the fight.
"I win." Yu Feifei rode on Yun Cangyu's waist and reached out to untie his belt.
Zhu Ciying spoke in time: "Senior Sister."
Yun Cangyu was beaten up by her and his internal injuries became more serious. He almost fainted.
He said breathlessly, "Junior sister, save me..."
Yu Haochu covered his eyes silently.
"Sister, Second Brother is too shy to take off his clothes in public. Let's go to another place."
Zhu Ciying whispered to her, "Senior Sister, your behavior is not very decent. If the island master knew about it, he would probably blame you."
Yu Feifei came back to her senses from her momentary elation, and after her mind cleared up a bit, she almost jumped away from Yun Cangyu. Her face was burning and her heart was pounding.
Oh my god, what had she done? It was all Yun Cangyu's fault. He should have listened to her and taken off his coat earlier. Why did he insult his chastity with such an attitude, causing him to inexplicably develop a desire to win?
Yun Cangyu stood up with the help of Zhu Ciying, his ears turning red.
Zhu Ciying found a relatively well-preserved room for the two of them to heal their wounds.
Yu Haochu: "My family has been practicing medicine for generations. Whether it's internal or external injuries, it's no big deal for my sister."
Yun Cangyu lay on the bed, his hands still covering his chest.
Yu Feifei's forehead twitched violently, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Put your hands down, I won't take off your clothes."
Yun Cangyu was half-believing and half-doubting, but finally, after Zhu Ciying's persuasion, he put it down obediently.
Yu Feifei sat by the bed and said, "Aying, Senior Sister is not good at using a sword. Among the many disciples in Qingwei, only her medical skills are outstanding. Do you want to learn how to open your third eye from me?"
Opening the Third Eye is a unique secret technique developed by my senior sister. Under this eye, nothing can escape her. It is perfect for treating internal injuries and exploring the meridians and dantian.
Zhu Ciying said seriously, "Senior Sister, please teach me."
"Sister, what is opening the third eye? It sounds very powerful. I also want to learn it." Yu Haochu said.
Yu Feifei said: "Okay, you guys come together."
She taught them the techniques and key points. After a few times, Zhu Ciying had mastered them, but Yu Haochu still needed to practice for a while.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Feifei checked Yun Cangyu's body. There were several ruptures in his internal organs. It didn't look like new injuries, but rather old illnesses.
She didn't ask him where these injuries came from, but suddenly used the immobilization spell on him.
"Hey, Yu Feifei, why did you use the immobilization technique on me? I know, but you still don't give up? I'm telling you, don't do anything rash..." His voice was out of tune at the end.
Because something more terrifying than stripping his clothes had happened, Yu Feifei leaned over and rested her head on his forehead. While he was stunned, a ray of spiritual power penetrated into his soul, like a bridge, connecting the two of them.
Yu Haochu was shocked: "Sister! You..." Zhu Ciying covered his mouth and the rest of the words were blocked in his throat.
Zhu Ciying explained to him stiffly, "They are not practicing dual cultivation."
"To treat internal injuries, the spiritual energy flowing through the spiritual palaces of both parties has a miraculous effect."
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The memories end here.
The water cave is about to collapse, and the seal on the nine-tailed white fox has not been completely released, so most of its demonic power cannot be used for the time being.
Zhu Ciying made up her mind, rushed forward, picked the golden Xuan flower at lightning speed and put it into a small wooden box.
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