Chapter 21 Penglai Island (Eleven) Don’t play like this...
"Using Xiao as a sword? This girl is very clever and knows how to hide her abilities at such a young age. No wonder Shaoyang Sect can be among the three major sects." An elder of the Sword Sect stroked his beard and commented.
There was unanimous praise all around.
Yu Yongji's excited heart and trembling hands almost shook Master Yu Yin apart.
"Tell me, what other secret techniques did you teach Yingying?"
"How did she suddenly become so powerful? Beating the Nine-tailed White Fox by leaping over her level is even more outrageous than my dream of the Yu family going bankrupt."
The Yu family went bankrupt? Haha.
Yu Yin Zhenren was at a loss for words. "I really only taught her the Way of Sound. And you know I'm not in Shaoyang Sect all year round. She might have learned these things from other disciples in the sect."
Yu Yongji thought it made sense. "She's a true genius then! She's mastered the art of music, medicine, swordsmanship, and paper-making. Given time, she'll surely become a prominent figure in the Thirty States."
"It turns out that the little fairy can use a sword." The spirit bird's eyes were starry.
Xie Rangchen's thumb rubbed his index finger, his eyes dark. The moment Zhu Ci's sword collapsed, he inexplicably felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
It slowly overlapped and matched with the figure in my memory who fell and got up countless times.
Could it be that she...
*
The white fox was a little afraid of Zhu Ciying at first, and even though his attacks were fierce, he still remained cautious.
But seeing that she never counterattacked, the white fox had a guess. He sniffed his nose and a faint smell of blood was inhaled into his nostrils, confirming his guess.
"You're hurt," he said firmly.
"It's not a good habit to show off."
There was a vicious flash in his eyes: "So, I'm here to help you get rid of it."
It's time. Zhu Ciying's right leg pain mostly disappeared, and only half of the spiritual power in her body remained.
She held the flute in one hand and leaped to avoid the white fox's sharp claws. Then she turned over and pointed the sword. The tip of the flute was like a wind blade that cut through the white fox's fur, leaving a blood mark.
The white fox howled in pain, its hatred growing.
Zhu Ciying sighed: "It's just a scar. How can you be so narrow-minded and let others get hurt?"
"Don't be so proud! I can hurt you a hundred times, but you can only hurt me once."
"You're lucky this time."
The white fox shook its ears and bared its teeth at her.
Zhu Ciying pointed her finger directly at his face: "Well, let me tell you another secret about you."
"I think no one else knows about this except you and me."
White Fox: "What?"
"A nine-tailed white fox is born with nine lives, but you only have one tail. In other words, you only have one life left."
The white fox was shocked: "You, how do you know?"
Panic returned, and the white fox muttered to himself, "I know, I know. It must have been that sword cultivator who told you! Is that right or not?"
Zhu Ciying did not respond to his words.
At first, she was also frightened by the white fox's nine intact tails. After opening her third eye, she realized that it was a trick he used.
She raised the flute in her hand and approached the white fox step by step: "So, if you kill me a hundred times, I will kill you once, and that will be enough."
"How about it? Want to try it?"
The fear of the unknown loomed in his heart. The white fox subconsciously took a half step back and looked around: "Is he nearby?"
Zhu Ciying still didn't answer. She gathered spiritual power under her feet and rushed towards the white fox. Her movements were skillful and smooth, and the jade flute left an afterimage when she swung it.
The attack and defense changed in the blink of an eye. The white fox was overwhelmed and soon got injured.
When he regained consciousness, he tried to use mind reading again, but found that the other person's mind was calm and peaceful, and he had entered a state of selflessness.
It's exactly the same as the one from three hundred years ago!
The fear in the white fox's heart increased instead of decreased.
He was soon forced to the edge of the hole that Zhu Ciying had previously created. His legs went soft and he crawled to the ground.
Zhu Ciying's sword stopped at the center of his forehead. If it increased by even a little bit, he would be killed.
But God seemed to be on his side.
"Cough cough——" Zhu Ciying coughed up a large mouthful of blood. His body and spiritual power were exhausted and he was at the end of his strength.
"Hahaha, God is really helping me." The white fox was swept away by the haze of successive blows, and excitedly hit her heart with a palm.
"Ding-dang——" the jade flute fell to the ground.
Her body flew backwards again and sank into the river. Zhu Ciying's eyes lost their golden color, and a strong sense of unwillingness forced her to remain sober.
What a pity, it was just a little bit off.
She thought wearily.
Do you want to die here...
[Are you unwilling? Are you angry? Do you need strength?]
I can help you.
Zhu Ciying was horrified.
When did the evil spirit break through the seal that the master had reinforced for her?
"Go back!"
She would never associate with the devil even if she died.
She hated the devil.
Every night I dream of a field full of broken limbs.
"Without me, with your Jindan stage cultivation, going out would be courting death. Are you willing to die again?"
Of course I am unwilling.
"If you say one more word, I'll kill myself immediately and you won't survive either."
The evil spirit knew that she had made up her mind and stopped talking.
Let me drown in the river, Zhu Ciying thought stubbornly.
She was about to close her eyes.
"Junior sister."
Zhu Ciying suddenly opened her eyes. Across the rippling river, she saw a familiar figure reaching out a hand towards her. His eyes were filled with tenderness, and two small red moles were deeply imprinted in her heart.
"Don't be afraid, you won't die as long as I'm here."
Zhu Ciying's nose felt sore, and she mustered all her strength to reach out to him. Miraculously, she actually grasped her senior brother's hand. The warm touch was not an illusion, but incredibly real.
After emerging from the water, she breathed in fresh air again and began to cough uncontrollably. The warm touch on her hand was replaced by a cold one. Zhu Ciying lowered her head: "Brother, you..."
But there was no trace of her senior brother by her side.
Now, Zhu Ciying couldn't tell which was reality and which was an illusion.
The will to survive in despair? Zhu Ciying wondered blankly.
Her clothes were dripping wet, seeping into the surrounding soil. Zhu Ciying sneezed, and her mind suddenly became clear. She felt her body was different from before. As she emerged from the water, it was as if she had broken free from a shackle.
The spiritual power in the body gradually recovered, and there was a faint tendency to climb upwards. Zhu Ciying sat cross-legged with his hands clasped at his dantian.
——Outside the water mirror.
"Wow, I was scared to death." Yu Yongji patted his chest to calm himself down.
True Man Yu Yin opened his folding fan and shook it twice: "It looks like Yingying is about to break through."
Spirit Bird: “Okay.”
Xie Rangchen closed his eyes, his back covered in sweat.
This body had no spiritual roots and could not bear his spirit. Going out for a while almost made him lose his strength.
*
When the white fox left, the sky of the secret realm was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled.
"Oh my god! Which darling of heaven is going to break through in the secret realm?" The disciples who were undergoing the trial were in an uproar, talking about it in a flurry.
The first thunderbolt struck not far from the white fox, at the direction where Zhu Ciying fell into the water.
A bad feeling arose in the white fox's heart.
After the three thunderbolts struck, the sky became bright again.
The jade flute at the feet suddenly flew up and disappeared without a trace in the white fox's wide-open eyes.
Zhu Ciying felt the spiritual power surging in her body. The golden elixir in her dantian was replaced by a white ball that looked like a little man, and she entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul.
She held the jade flute tightly in one hand.
It's time to decide the winner.
Her mind moved slightly, and her body disappeared. When she reappeared, she happened to stop the white fox who wanted to hide.
"What? You don't want Jin Xuanhua anymore?"
The nine-tailed white fox gritted its teeth and said, "You'd better be smart and give it to me."
Zhu Ciying smiled lightly, and when she raised her hand, the jade flute was placed against the white fox's forehead again.
The speed was so fast that the white fox was unable to react for a moment.
"You have broken through the Nascent Soul stage?" the white fox said in shock.
"Are you scared?" Zhu Ciying asked back.
Bai Hu felt regretful. He should have been more aggressive. Otherwise, things wouldn't have turned around so quickly. It was a bit tricky for him.
Zhu Ciying took back the flute.
The white fox looked happy, thinking that she would not fight anymore.
However, she simply flipped Xiao in her hand and made a sword flower, holding it across her chest.
Zhu Ci opened her red lips slightly, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible mischief: "I am not very talented, and my swordsmanship is not well-trained. I only know one move, the 'Sixteen Swords of Inviting the Moon'. Please take care of me."
The white fox's white fur exploded all over its body.
Three hundred years later, when he heard and saw Yao Yue's Sixteen Swords again, the white fox almost cried.
It's so unfair! Why is he always the one who suffers the consequences?
He hunched over and responded.
Zhu Ciying opened his hand, but he did not use the first move of Yaoyue's Sixteen Swords, but the thirteenth move, White Feather Meteor.
White Fox: “…” You can’t play like this.
Swords flew down from the sky, surrounding the white fox in a circle. He tried his best to resist, but Zhu Ciying's strength was no longer what it used to be. With the same level of cultivation, his only advantage was gone.
The white fox was so frightened that it slipped and crawled on the ground again, looking much more miserable than last time.
He loudly questioned: "What is your relationship with that sword cultivator?"
Zhu Ciying narrowed her eyes and deliberately asked, "Who?"
"It was three hundred years ago..." The white fox's head, which had just been raised, was stepped on by a goose yellow embroidered shoe and buried in the mud.
"Are you talking about the swordsman who sealed you away three hundred years ago?"
"Yes, it's him." The white fox's voice was sobbing.
Zhu Ciying loosened her feet, half-knelt down, and looked him in the eye: "He and I have nothing to do with each other."
"He died a long time ago."
He died in the great war between immortals and demons three hundred years ago, without even a single piece of his body left.
The white fox trembled all over.
Zhu Ciying continued: "So, are you afraid now?"
"tell me."
*
"Master Yuyin, are you really not going to explain?"
"What's there to say? I'm also surprised that Yingying can use swordsmanship." Master Yuyin shrugged.
The Sword Sect elder snorted softly, his teeth almost ache. "Then tell me, how did she achieve the state of unity between man and sword, and how did she learn the Qingwei Sect's long-lost Sixteen Moon Swords?"
The elders of the Hehuan Sect teased, "This little girl is a master swordsman, and she's no less skilled as a music cultivator. If we could lure her into our Hehuan Sect, wouldn't she be a gifted talent?"
"Nonsense! How can we let her go to the Hehuan Sect? We should let her learn paper-folding from me and strengthen the art of paper-folding!"
"Stop your bullshit! What's the future of learning paper-making? If I teach her the seals, within three years, I guarantee she'll be number one on the Immortal Ascension Ranking."
"Medical Dao, Medical Dao, if you keep pretending not to hear me, I'm going to make a scene!"
The scene was chaotic for a while, with the elders and leaders of the major sects all trying to grab this good seedling. Really, Master Yu Yin was really a fool, not training such a good disciple well, wasting her talent.
"Everyone." Yu Yongji coughed lightly twice.
Everyone gave him face.
Yu Yongji: "I was the first to mention poaching, you guys should get in line later."
Everyone: “!” Yu thief!
Yu Yin Zhenren pondered for a long time and said, "I remember when Yingying learned the Sixteen Swords of Yao Yue."
Yu Yongji asked doubtfully, "When?"
Yu Yin Zhenren: "When we came to Penglai Island two days ago, the sword technique performed by the sword cultivator at the Water God Festival was exactly the same."
"No wonder it looks familiar to me." Yu Yongji slapped his forehead, "Is it actually the lost sword technique of the Qingwei Sect..."
His grandfather hadn't told him either.
The Sword Sect elder noticed something: "So, you're saying that she learned it after just one look?"
Master Yuyin nodded and shook his head uncertainly.
"Incredible..." he exclaimed. "Thousand Machine Sword Master created this sword technique. In the past three hundred years, very few people, except his disciples, have been able to master it. To be able to master it after just one look, one can truly be formidable."
"Master Yuyin has accepted a good disciple. Even I am jealous of you."
Yu Yongji whispered to Xie Rangchen, who was resting with his eyes closed, "Friend Jiang, you know swordsmanship. Do you think Yingying can really learn it by watching it once?"
Xie Rangchen answered truthfully, "Absolutely impossible. Judging from her starting gestures, she must have practiced privately for over a month."
Yu Yongji: "That's pretty impressive! I heard that most sword cultivators would never be able to master it in their entire lives."
"Excuse me, but I would like to ask all the sword cultivators here, how long does it take you to learn?"
Sword Sect Elder: "A conservative estimate is... seven months."
The others looked at each other, too embarrassed to speak.
You can’t say it’ll take a year…that’s too embarrassing.
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The next article [pre-collection] "When the enemy is bound to the strategy system" please collect [red heart]
On the day of unbinding the system, Xu Zhaoxue was facing a broken engagement. Her fiancé was hugging the third party and waiting for her to persuade him to stay. In order to get rid of her image as a bootlicker, she just wanted to beat the stinky scumbag's head off.
But unexpectedly, I heard the voice of another system.
[Look, the hero is protecting the heroine again! Once they deal with the lickspittle female supporting character, they can hold their reunion ceremony and openly share their sweet moments together.]
[Oh, you mean that bootlicker female supporting character? Of course she won't give up easily. She has to offer the male protagonist her heart's blood, exquisite heart, and natal spirit sword... until she dies.]
[Although I'm a bootlicker, I regret to inform you that she is your capture target.]
Xu Zhaoxue: ...
She looked around and finally locked onto someone.
Her mortal enemy, Li Zaiyang, looked as pale as death, as if he had lost his mother.
*
During the years when Xu Zhaoxue maintained her image as a "dog-licker," Li Zaiyang often opposed her, competing with her for treasures from heaven and earth, as well as secret manuals on magical instruments. Over time, the two of them became entangled.
However, she never expected that the knot would be untied one day.
*
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is about to donate her heart's blood!]
[Your chance to improve your favorability is here! Stop her and say the classic line, "Get away from me!"]
Just as Xu Zhaoxue was about to stab the scumbag's heart with a dagger, she paused. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her. Li Zaiyang drew his sword and said stiffly, "Get out! Stay away from my people."
Xu Zhaoxue: “!” A mortal enemy can be used like this? I understand.
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is going to feed this scumbag some vegetables!]
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue is about to dig out the heart of a scumbag!]
[Alert! Xu Zhaoxue was scolded and cried by a scumbag! ]
*
Born with a disease in his right ear, Li Zaiyang searched for medicine several times to cure the disease, but was often opposed by others.
He had seen her feelings being wasted more than once.
Until the day she was broken off her engagement, she slapped her fiancé for the first time, and then stuffed the magic medicine for curing ear disease into his hand.
Li Zaiyang felt that Xu Zhaoxue seemed to be able to be saved.
[Do you want to accept the mission to capture Xu Zhaoxue? ]
"Answer it."
——Who says that mortal enemies can’t get to the top?
1. Double c, he.
2. I am a cultivator of immortality, and I have my own private settings. Some of the settings are inherited from the book "Senior Brother".
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