Chapter 25: Ying Long Gu (Part 2) Her hand holding the sword was shaking...
The seawater stopped flowing back and remained in place.
"What's going on?" Yu Haochu looked in the direction of Duqingshan from afar, feeling extremely nervous.
"Maybe something happened to Bailong." said Master Yuyin.
As the two talked, neither of them relaxed, continuing to channel their spiritual energy continuously to maintain the island's protective formation. They couldn't guarantee whether this was some kind of conspiracy by Bai Long.
Yu Haochu sent a spiritual crane to Duqingshan to investigate the situation.
On the other side, in the alchemy room of the Yu Mansion, Yu Yongji was concentrating on the last step.
The elixir made from the Golden Mysterious Flower and the Seven-Leafed Magical Branch has extraordinary effects. Even the most incompetent mortal can develop superior spiritual roots after ingesting it. Who could possibly be so blessed? Yingying risked her life in the secret realm to snatch it from the Nine-Tailed White Fox...
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"Are you the kind of animal who corrects his mistakes?"
Yinglong nodded vigorously: "Admit your mistakes and correct them. Yes, that's right, that's exactly what you said to me." He really didn't want to be sealed anymore!
The young man extended a finger, pointing to a certain spot. Yinglong tilted his head and heard him say, "But look, those are the monks you killed over there. Their bodies are still on the ground. I'm not blind."
"It's all... a misunderstanding!" Yinglong's desire to survive was overflowing. An idea suddenly occurred to him. He forgot that he could fly and crawled on the ground on all fours. His posture was very similar to the cats and dogs that could be seen everywhere in the village.
He dug a big hole with his claws, bowed his head in silence to the corpse with resentment and anger, then turned around and bowed three times to the young man.
For the dragons, bowing their heads is equivalent to the humans kowtowing.
Yinglong was really cowardly.
He buried the body, destroyed his "evidence", and then happily crawled back to the young man.
Through the mask, he couldn't see through the young man's expression, let alone guess his current mood.
But just now, when the young man stretched out his hand, it seemed a little small, a little white, and the fingers were a little thin. It didn't look exactly like the hand of an adult man.
Yinglong suppressed the doubts in his heart.
"What about the bloodstains on the ground?"
Yinglong nodded and bowed: "It's also a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Oh, what bloodstains are there? These are the juices that dripped onto the ground when I ate the fruit." He swept his tail over, raising a cloud of dust to cover the bloodstains, as if nothing had happened.
"Really?" The young man put his hands behind his back, his palms covered in cold sweat.
"Sir, what brings you to Penglai Island?" Seeing that he did not continue to find fault, Yinglong took the initiative to find a topic.
His attitude was first-rate, even more respectful to the emperor than the servants in the mortal world's imperial palace.
"I've come to get something," he said.
Yinglong said: "What do you want, sir? I will do it for you."
"keel."
"Dragon bones aren't that hard to get... Wait, whose dragon bones do you want?!"
Yinglong was frightened.
"I'm serious." Zhu Ciying's eyes were slightly cold under the mask, and he gave him two choices, "Do you want to offer it yourself, or do you want me to take it?"
What choice did he have? Yinglong felt like crying. Either way, it was a dead end. Why was his life so miserable? He had just broken through the seal and was about to die again.
Is he living just to wait for death?
Yinglong's breath caught in his chest, his mind in turmoil. If he had known he would come, he would not have listened to the stinky fox and stayed in the seal obediently. At least he still had his life.
In his mind, the two thoughts of life and death were struggling with each other, and Yinglong couldn't come up with a decent idea for a long time.
Zhu Ciying took a step forward.
Yinglong retreated repeatedly, his claws moving up and down. He didn't know which bone Zhu Ciying was going to take from his body, nor did he know which part of his body to protect.
"Knuckles, okay?" he asked quietly.
"no."
Zhu Ciying said, "I want the essence of that piece of dragon bone in your spine."
It can be transplanted to sword cultivators to serve as the sword bone.
"Why don't you take away my heart-protecting scale as well!" No matter how timid he was, he still had a temper.
"If you're willing to give it, I can accept it."
"Puff." Yinglong finally spat out the blood that was stuck in his heart.
"Don't come near me! I can get it myself."
Zhu Ciying stood there, watching him curl himself up into a small ball, then twist and crawl on the ground for a while.
She crossed her arms and watched the show, but Yinglong took advantage of her movement to see the red rope and a silver bell on her wrist.
I seem to have seen it somewhere. Yinglong thought carefully and a figure came from the depths of his memory. It was the last memory that the white fox passed on to him before his death.
He remembered that the white fox asked him to kill her.
Well, Yinglong only realized at this moment that he had been fooled.
He changed back into his arrogant self, looking down on everyone, and leaped into the air, circling: "How dare you pretend to be him and deceive me!"
Got discovered.
Zhu Ciying took off her mask and the ill-fitting robe she had picked up from the stall.
The golden dress was particularly eye-catching among the green mountains, and Yinglong's fierce eyes seemed to stare a hole into her.
Zhu Ciying took a deep breath to adjust her internal energy, and the jade flute turned into a flower in her hand, and then she held it across her chest.
Two strands of hair fell down without wind.
The moment he engaged Yinglong, the wind blade cut two deep gashes on the back of Zhu Ciying's hand. For some unknown reason, his power had not diminished but increased over the past century, and Zhu Ciying's flesh and blood body was no match for it.
Ying Long soon realized that something was amiss. The girl before him had strange movements, and each time she dodged, she was able to avoid his attacks just in time, with incredible speed. She was like a mechanical puppet honed through years of training.
He knew that this was not the right way to fight, so he seized the opportunity to strike her dantian with his sharp claws. Zhu Ciying reacted very quickly and blocked it with his jade flute.
But with a "crack", the cracks on the jade flute quickly expanded to both sides and broke into two pieces.
Zhu Ciying's mind moved, and the teleportation talisman that had been pasted on her back took her back ten meters away, avoiding the fatal blow.
"Let's see what you can use to fight me without your weapons." Yinglong said proudly.
Zhu Ciying silently put away the jade flute and took out a sword from the storage bag.
"I didn't want to use a sword."
She gripped the hilt of the sword and slowly drew it out of the sheath: "You are the first one who forced me to use a sword."
"You should be honored."
Her hand holding the sword was shaking.
Yinglong thought she was afraid.
Only Zhu Ciying knew that she was actually excited.
In her two lifetimes combined, she still likes using the sword the most.
The sword in her hand was a replica of her senior brother's Jade Phoenix Sword, the color of which was like frost and snow, reflecting the bright moon.
"So what if you can use a sword?" Yinglong didn't care.
Zhu Ciying's blood boiled. It had been so long since he'd felt the sensation of holding a sword.
She drew her sword and flew to Yinglong, aiming the tip of her sword at a dragon scale on his chest. Yinglong raised his claws, trying to break her sword like he had broken the jade flute last time, but he failed.
His long nails were completely cut flat by the sword.
He felt a chill in his heart, a vague feeling that something was wrong. But the sword in Zhu Ciying's hand turned and cut off another strand of his dragon whiskers.
"Now that I have dragon beards, I can make dragon beard candy, right?" she said to herself.
Yinglong's face turned pale: "Who told you that dragon beard candy must have dragon beard?" He was the first to stand up and kill the person who spread the rumor!
"My senior brother." Zhu Ciying said, "Do you want to fight him? In fact, you have only fought once in three hundred years."
"Three hundred years ago?" The uneasy feeling in Yinglong's heart grew stronger and stronger.
"yes."
"In front of him, you don't even have the slightest chance to fight back."
"Your senior brother is..." Yinglong couldn't laugh anymore.
"His name is Xie Rangchen, the swordsman who sealed you away a hundred years ago."
Yinglong was stunned.
Zhu Ciying stood in front of him, with a thousand-foot cliff under her feet.
"You are too weak to be worthy of him using his sword."
Yinglong felt that both his body and mind had been insulted, and he fell twice at the hands of a pair of fellow apprentices.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Now that Penglai Island's protective formation has been activated, he won't be able to make it to save you. I'll kill you first, and make him regret it."
"Do you think the formation can stop him?" Zhu Ciying asked without raising his head, "He can crush this thing with just a flick of his finger."
This was not because she was blindly worshipping him, but because her senior brother's strength was too strong and had already exceeded her expectations.
But there was one thing she knew clearly:
Senior brother won’t come.
After the great war between immortals and demons, he transformed into an immortal and ascended to the upper realm, no longer interfering in the affairs of the cultivation world.
After thinking about it for half the night, she finally figured it out. There are not so many coincidences in the world. The Xie Rangchen she picked up in the back mountain was really just Xie Rangchen from Shaoyang Sect.
Since she met Hua Longhe once, even though she felt that they had many similarities, it had nothing to do with her senior brother from the Qingwei Sect.
Zhu Ciying stood with a sword on his back, keeping a distance from Yinglong.
"Coincidentally, I also know a little bit of that move."
Yinglong was sweating profusely. Could she be talking about...
Zhu Ciying narrowed her eyes slightly, and the cliff under her feet suddenly began to tremble violently at a certain moment.
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Yu Mansion.
The flame under the alchemy furnace gradually went out. Yu Yongji took the handkerchief handed to him by the servant and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The spiritual energy in his body was almost drained. He took a few breaths, drank a sip of warm tea, and then moved closer to the alchemy furnace.
Open the lid and inside lies a round, golden pill.
Yu Yongji carefully picked it up, unable to stop smiling. He was eager to go to Zhu Ciying's residence and tell her the good news.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, the servant waiting at the door took the initiative to report to him all the unusual events that had occurred on Penglai Island.
"What? My grandfather went to start the island protection formation?" Yu Yongji was extremely anxious. He had to quickly give the elixir to Yingying and then go to help his grandfather.
The servant continued, "The Immortal accompanied the old patriarch, and Miss Qu, Master Yun, and Master Xu also went."
Yu Yongji's eyes darkened. If anything happened to the children, how would he explain it to Jade Yin Zhenren?
"What about Yingying? Did she run around?"
The servant said with an embarrassed look on his face, "She also went out, and Master Jiang couldn't stop her. Oh, by the way, I ran into her before she left. She asked you to refine the elixir, give it to Master Jiang to consume, and protect him."
"Because Young Master Jiang has a special physique, she would be very grateful if you could help her deal with this matter this time."
Yu Yongji slapped his thigh and said, "What the hell is this?"
He hurried to Xie Rangchen's room and handed him the elixir: "Yingying asked me to protect you. This is the elixir made from the Golden Mysterious Flower and the Seven-Leaf Illusionary Branch. Young friend Jiang, please take it quickly."
The situation was urgent, so Xie Rangchen opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.
The pill melts in the mouth and the medicinal effect takes effect quickly.
Because he was wearing a mask, Yu Yongji couldn't see his expression, but when he saw him clasping the armrests of his chair, he knew the elixir had taken effect. So, not wanting to waste any more time, he immediately summoned his spiritual power to protect him.
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