Chapter 90
As soon as she finished speaking, the extremely real scene in front of her suddenly distorted.
Then a man came over.
The man was wearing a white robe with densely packed talismans embroidered on it. Those talismans seemed alive and kept floating around, making people who saw them feel numb in their hearts.
But the most creepy thing was the man's strange purple eyes that seemed to see through everything, coupled with his doll-like stiff and delicate face, which was indescribably weird.
"Demon cultivator?" The man's voice was as cold as his appearance.
"Female demon cultivators are indeed rare. No wonder he kept you by his side."
Yu Tai raised her eyebrows?
he?
However, after seeing these memories that were completely different from the world of cultivation, he didn't have any doubts at all, but was even more interested in the world of magic cultivation?
Or, he can't see?
Yu Tai, knowing that his identity as a demon cultivator had been exposed, became extremely alert to the person in front of him.
Her intuition told her that the man in front of her was dangerous, extremely dangerous.
"Who are you?" Even though the alarm bells in her heart were ringing, Yu Tai's face showed no emotion.
She hid her panic very well.
Hearing Yu Tai's question, the man replied briefly, "Shen Zhiyou."
This name made Yu Tai's eyelids twitch.
Shen Zhiyou, the leader of Zuiyin Sect.
The number one person in the current cultivation world.
Yu Tai wanted to continue asking, but the puppet-like man in front of her suddenly raised his eyebrows and gave Yu Tai a complicated look: "The person who picked you up is here."
After saying that, he suddenly disappeared.
With his disappearance, the distorted scene returned to its original state.
The scene that had just been played out was repeated again.
...
On the altar, a sword stood there quietly.
The sword was the color of frost and snow, and even just standing there it was enough to make people feel afraid.
The sword, which had been here for an unknown amount of time, suddenly sensed something, and the sword body began to tremble, making a clear and pleasant sword sound!
It was chirping, and its cry was so sad.
A man felt the call and slowly walked up the stairs.
The young man who looked very similar to him stood obediently below. He knew that he could not go up at this moment.
As Shu Li's hand was about to touch the sword, the Qingguang Sword sensed the breath of its master, and the sound of the sword became more and more excited.
Xia Mo, who had no idea what he was thinking, suddenly roared in the direction behind him, and the aura of a monster instantly burst out.
Shu Li turned around.
I saw a man in white clothes and purple eyes approaching here, staring at Shu Li with his raised eyes, a complicated expression mixed with a hint of nostalgia.
Shu Li curled his lips and smiled: "Master, how are you?"
Hearing his address, Shen Zhiyou shook his head: "You and I have no relationship now."
If there were any disciples from Qingshan Sword Sect or Zuiyin Sect here at this moment, they would surely be horrified.
When did the Zuiyin Sect's leader, Shen Zhiyou, accept Shu Li as his disciple?!
"You are still so strict." Shu Li turned sideways and looked at the Qingguang Sword behind him that was trembling and calling out to him.
"It's been waiting for you here for too long, take it back." Shen Zhiyou ignored Xia Mo's threat and stood under the altar looking at Shu Li.
Shu Li did not draw his sword, but gently stroked the Qingguang Sword, as if to comfort it, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
"Master, do you remember what you said when you named the Qingguang Sword?"
Shen Zhiyou's eyes flickered, and he obviously remembered something, but he didn't speak.
Shu Li turned around and looked down at him under the altar, answering the question for him.
“Though floating clouds may temporarily obscure the clear light, they will never extinguish it.”
He raised his eyes, as if he had traveled through time and returned to the past.
On the day of bestowing the sword, the young Shu Li knelt before this man as if accepting an inheritance, and took the Qingguang Sword from this man.
The master he had always admired stroked his head, and with anticipation in his usually cold purple eyes, he said to him, "Although the floating clouds may temporarily obscure it, the clear light will never be extinguished."
"This sword is called Qingguang."
Shu Li laughed softly, and finally a look of sarcasm appeared on his face: "Master, I will listen to you."
"Even at the last moment, I have lived up to this poem." A hint of sadness floated in Shu Li's eyes.
He had wanted to say this for a long time.
Even when this man finally died at his hands, he remained tight-lipped.
I didn't expect that in this fake world, he would actually say it out loud.
But, it doesn't make sense anymore.
Just when Shen Zhiyou was about to say something, Shu Li suddenly made a move.
He turned and drew the Qingguang Sword.
At that moment, the dazzling light emitted by the sword covered the entire cave. Everyone could feel the excitement of the sword returning to its original owner.
But the next moment, Shen Zhiyou's pupils suddenly constricted.
The crisp sound of shattering echoed in the cave, and the Qingguang Sword let out a strong wail.
It doesn't understand why it was abandoned by its owner.
Looking at the dim and broken Qingguang Sword in his hand that had accompanied him for so many years, Shu Li threw it on the ground like garbage.
The black air mixed with scarlet returned to his hand. Shu Li half-closed his eyes with an expressionless face.
Shen Zhiyou pursed his lips and sighed: "Sure enough, you killed Elder Li."
Shu Li raised her eyes, her eyes bloodshot: "Shouldn't he die?"
Shen Zhiyou didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement.
Elder Li is a kind person and is very good at dealing with people, but only a very small number of people know his true nature.
He likes to play with men, especially those young and handsome boys.
A friend of Shu Li's from his youth was tortured by him and eventually died of his own illness.
Shen Zhiyou knew, he knew everything.
"Shen Zhiyou, considering our relationship as master and disciple, I will allow you to die in a more graceful manner."
"I didn't want to fight you, but you touched something you shouldn't have."
"So you deserve to die." He said softly, if you ignore the murderous intent that was not concealed in his words.
Facing the threat of death, Shen Zhiyou raised his eyelids without changing his expression: "If you kill me, she will be trapped there forever, and you will never see her again."
Before Shu Li could speak, Xia Mo, who had been watching, suddenly said, "Idiot, who do you think you are threatening?"
This was the first time that Shen Zhiyou, the number one in the world of cultivation, was scolded. He looked at the ignorant monster next to him, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
But before he could do anything, Shu Li suddenly said, "Don't swear."
Shen Zhiyou was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was educating the panda.
Xia Mo jumped up immediately when he heard this: "Shu Li, why are you ruining the mood? This panda has lost its majestic power instantly!"
Shu Li just looked at him indifferently.
Under his gaze, Xia Mo's arrogance suddenly disappeared, and he said weakly: "I understand. Is it okay if this panda doesn't swear in the future?"
After saying that, he angrily walked to a corner and squatted down, muttering to himself aggrievedly: "Yu Tai, come back soon, Shu Li is being mean to me."
Shen Zhiyou looked at this scene and for some reason, he suddenly felt speechless.
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