Chapter 15: Your Master Took Your Life Away (4000 words)
The first move of the Grass Sword Technique—Spring buds breaking through the soil.
As Jiang Qingyi's sword tip flashed with a cold light, it was like a young bud in early spring breaking through the frozen soil.
The long sword in the girl's hand contains infinite vitality and sharp penetrating power.
"break!"
Following a light sigh from the girl.
Jiang Qingyi condensed the sword energy at a point at an extremely fast speed, and there was even an illusion of tender green grass around the tip of the sword.
Jiang Qingyi directly broke the magic circle set up by the disciples of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion in front of her.
A cold light flashed before his eyes.
When he reacted, he felt dizzy and the other person's head fell straight to the ground.
"call"
Jiang Qingyi took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
This was the third cultivator from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion that Jiang Qingyi had met in the past ten days.
And the intervals between meeting them are getting shorter and shorter.
This shows that the Blood Butterfly Pavilion has roughly grasped its position.
Now they are narrowing the scope like closing a net.
Jiang Qingyi put away her sword and hurried into a cave.
In the cave, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was his disciples running towards him.
"Master, are you okay?"
Jiang Qingyi said worriedly.
"It's nothing serious." Xiao Mo shook his head. "I'm sorry, but it seems like I can't help you with this body anymore."
When the Blood Butterfly Pavilion attacked just now, Xiao Mo was regulating his spiritual meridians, and it was at a critical moment, so he had no way to take action, so Jiang Qingyi could only lure him away and fight him alone.
"Master, please don't say such things." Jiang Qingyi shook her head. "If you hadn't stopped a Nascent Soul Realm assassin three days ago, I would have died a long time ago."
Xiao Mo smiled and said, "It's only natural for a master to protect his disciples, isn't that right?"
Jiang Qingyi's eyes curved: "Then isn't it only natural for a disciple to protect the master at a critical moment?"
"You." Xiao Mo sighed softly, "As long as you don't mind me being a burden to you, that's all that matters."
Jiang Qingyi frowned and pouted: "Master, if you say something like this again, I will be really angry!"
"Okay, okay, Master won't say anything more then." Xiao Mo stood up. "Let's keep going. More people from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion will be here soon."
"Okay, Master."
Jiang Qingyi helped her master stand up and walked out of the cave.
Outside the cave there is a wild Lushu horse with Lushu bloodline.
Jiang Qingyi encountered this horse ten days ago. After beating it up, she tamed it and made it a perfect mount for her master.
In fact, Lu Shuma can't fly as fast as a cultivator in the Jindan realm.
And different terrains will also affect the speed of the horse.
But there's no way.
Master's injuries are getting worse and worse, and he can no longer fly for a long time.
"drive!"
After helping her master onto the Lu Shu horse, Jiang Qingyi also climbed up.
Jiang Qingyi held the reins and held her sick master in her arms.
At the beginning, the two of them rode a horse together. Although Jiang Qingyi was very happy, she was also a little embarrassed and kept thinking about all sorts of things.
However, after a while, especially when more and more people were trying to assassinate her and her master and their situation became increasingly dangerous, Jiang Qingyi no longer had that thought.
She just wanted to escape from the pursuit with her master.
For now, Wanfa Tianxia is definitely not safe.
So Jiang Qingyi wanted to take her master and escape to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons!
As long as he goes to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, even the Blood Butterfly Pavilion will not be able to catch up with him.
When my realm is higher, I will come back and kill everyone in the Blood Butterfly Pavilion!
As for whether she could escape to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, Jiang Qingyi was still very confident.
But Xiao Mo didn't think so.
The Blood Butterfly Pavilion is not a fool, they must know that I am going to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
Secondly, after several previous battles, especially the fight with a Nascent Soul cultivator, his health was getting worse and worse.
Every time he attacked, every time he got injured, it was like dealing a heavy blow to his broken body.
Let alone thirty years, if this continues, Xiao Mo feels that he will not survive more than a year.
"How many times can I make a move?" Xiao Mo thought to himself, "It seems that the plan needs to be brought forward."
Another two months passed.
Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi encountered more and more assassins.
The Blood Butterfly Pavilion has completely grasped the whereabouts of Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi.
Not only was Xiao Mo's health getting worse, but Jiang Qingyi also suffered serious injuries.
The two of them only had a maximum of thirty days left to travel to the border between Wanfa Tianxia and Wan Yao Kingdom.
Jiang Qingyi's eyes were full of hope.
But Xiao Mo knows his body very well.
I am still alive now only because I didn't do one last thing and I am hanging on to my last breath.
Now that I am getting closer and closer to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, it is almost time for me to end my life.
At the foot of Black Wind Mountain.
Jiang Qingyi and her master sped along the shortcut to the border of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
Jiang Qingyi and Xiao Mo's minds suddenly focused and they jumped up at the same time.
The next moment, a long spear stabbed down like a meteor.
Lu Shuma was suddenly nailed to the ground and died completely.
A Yuanying realm man wearing a tiger mask stood on the hilt of a spear with his hands behind his back. The breeze blew his robe, on which a blood-red butterfly was embroidered.
Immediately afterwards, seven cultivators from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion rushed out, three at the Longmen Realm and four at the Jindan Realm.
"Master, long time no see."
A man in a green shirt came out with a fan in his hand. He looked like a scholar and seemed very elegant.
But in Xiao Mo's eyes, he was just a beast in human clothing.
The man in green is named Sun Jin, one of the aides of King Xiao of Liang. Not only is he vicious in his schemes, but he is also afraid of death and has no integrity of a scholar at all.
Xiao Mo disliked it the most.
"Are you here looking for death?" Xiao Mo asked.
"Hehehe." Sun Jin laughed, "No, I came here to take the young master and her head back."
After he finished speaking, Sun Jin looked at Jiang Qingyi and said, "I never thought that girl would not only grow up to be so graceful, but also reach such a state. It is really rare. All this is thanks to the young master."
"Cough cough cough, stop talking nonsense. If you want to kill me, just come directly." Xiao Mo coughed a few times, and the long sword in his hand trembled.
“Kill him!”
The masked man waved.
Several assassins from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion disappeared in an instant.
The moment they appeared, a cold light had already appeared in front of Jiang Qingyi.
Xiao Mo took a step forward, wanting to help his disciple.
However, the masked man held a spear and stabbed Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo's Caozi sword technique turned into nine sword energies, and nine invisible long swords stabbed at the opponent's vital points.
But the masked man was able to break up Xiao Mo's sword energy every time.
Xiao Mo flew up and the masked man followed closely.
Grass sword technique - rain hitting banana leaves.
The sword energy around Xiao Mo continued to condense, and the white clouds in the sky were shattered by the sword energy and turned into long swords.
"fall!"
Hundreds of long swords transformed from white clouds stabbed at the masked man.
Xiao Mo also personally held the sword close to the opponent, and the sword's speed was fast and dense, like a sudden rain hitting a banana leaf, making a continuous crisp impact sound.
"Your swordsmanship is good, your sword energy is sharp, and your sword intent is profound. You may be able to enter the immortal realm, but it's a pity. How did your foundation get damaged like this?" The masked man sighed.
The next moment, the silver spear pointed directly at Xiao Mo's heart.
Xiao Mo concentrated his mind and blocked with his sword.
The huge impact hit Xiao Mo's sword, and the sword hit Xiao Mo's heart backwards.
"boom!"
Like a cannonball, Xiao Mo was smashed to the top of a mountain.
The top of the mountain was smashed to pieces, and huge rocks rolled down.
“Master!”
Jiang Qingyi, who was under siege, was extremely anxious and wanted to help her master, but other disciples of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion blocked her way.
“Get out of the way!”
Jiang Qingyi gripped the sword tightly, his eyes full of anger.
"Get out of the way?" Sun Jin smiled. "Miss Jiang, you have to die here today. Actually, it's better this way. Dying without knowing anything is the prince's last kindness to you and the young master."
"What bullshit!"
She took a step forward, and the characteristics of the Xuanshuang sword blended with the girl's sword energy.
The area within a mile around the girl was covered in frost.
The young girl thrust out a sword, and the frosty sword intent, with the sharpness of the Grass Sword Technique, pierced through the heart of a Dragon Gate Realm disciple of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion!
On the other side of the battlefield, the masked man knew that Xiao Mo was not dead.
He stabbed down with a spear in his hand.
Xiao Mo stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His sword moves like the wind across the grassland, continuous and uninterrupted. It seems gentle but contains tenacity. He releases force, transforms force, and uses force to attack. The sword light forms the shadow of a swaying grass wave.
The masked man was chopped away by Xiao Mo's sword and his spear was stuck into the ground.
The spear drew a hundred-meter mark in the mud, and the masked man's figure only stopped when his back hit a tree.
The mask on his face was shattered.
The masked man simply threw away the mask and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He didn't expect that this monk, who was like a candle in the wind, actually had such strength. It was indeed extraordinary.
But he must die here today.
The next moment, the masked man's spiritual power surged, and the spear in his hand emitted a cold light.
This is his last resort.
As the spear was thrust out, the spear force around it turned into a long dragon.
“Roar!”
The long dragon roared and pounced towards Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo looked at the spear calmly, took a deep breath, and used the sword bone to activate his spiritual veins.
Xiao Mo's sword energy continued to rise. Every time the masked man took a deep breath, he felt as if countless thin swords were stabbing his lungs!
He swung his sword, and the sword energy turned into a sword monument blocking Xiao Mo.
"Bang!"
The spear was stuck on the sword monument and could not move forward an inch.
The next moment, the masked man just felt a figure floating past him.
When he lowered his head, he saw a big hole in his heart.
Xiao Mo stood behind the masked man and swung his sword casually, and the blood on the sword splashed onto the tree.
The masked man fell forward without a sound.
"Cough cough cough cough cough cough"
Xiao Mo coughed violently, his face became paler and paler, and he gasped for breath.
"Qingyi." Xiao Mo wiped his mouth and flew towards his disciples.
At the same time, Jiang Qingyi swung a sword and chopped off the head of the last disciple of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion.
Sun Jin, who was standing aside, had an extremely ugly expression on his face.
In Sun Jin's opinion, Jiang Qingyi was doomed to die.
But unexpectedly, her strength was so exaggerated that she was invincible among those of the same realm. Even cultivators in the Nascent Soul realm had to spend some effort to kill her.
Sun Jin felt something was wrong and wanted to escape.
But how could Jiang Qingyi let him leave alive?
Jiang Qingyi chanted the sword technique, and the ice sculptures of grass on the ground suddenly shattered.
They turned into black ice chains and bound Sun Jin.
Jiang Qingyi pulled Sun Jin in mid-air, and he fell directly to the ground.
Sun Jin threw out his fan.
Two black tigers jumped out of the fan.
While Huahu was delaying the opponent, Sun Jin turned around and was about to leave.
But before he took a few steps, the two black tigers were pierced by the ice cones and turned into ink flowing on the ground.
Jiang Qingyi flew forward and swung a sword at his back. Sun Jin turned around and tried to block the tip of the sword with his fan.
Sun Jin was like a stone, skipping on the ice surface continuously, and finally hit a tree.
When Sun Jin got up, Jiang Qingyi's sword was already pointing at his throat.
Looking at Jiang Qingyi's cold eyes, Sun Jin quickly begged for mercy: "Fairy, spare me! Fairy, spare me!"
"Answer my question! If you answer well, I will spare you!" Jiang Qingyi said coldly.
"Fairy, please tell me! I will tell you everything I know! I will tell you everything!" Sun Jin was so scared that his face turned pale, and he completely forgot how arrogant he was just now.
Looking at this kind of person, Jiang Qingyi felt that killing him would be dirtying her sword.
"Who wants to kill my master!" Jiang Qingyi asked coldly.
Jiang Qingyi has always been curious about who her master had offended that would lead to him being hunted down to the ends of the earth.
I have asked this before, but my master has always remained silent.
"This..." Sun Jin looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
"Speak!" Jiang Qingyi cut off one of the opponent's arms with a sword.
"Ah!" Sun Jin screamed, clutching his severed arm. "I'm telling you! I'm telling you! It was Prince Xiao who wanted to kill your master!"
"What Prince Xiao? What grudge does he have against my master?"
"Prince Xiao is Prince Xiao Jing of Liang State, and your master is his son. In fact, the prince not only wants to kill Xiao Mo, but also you.
Do you remember when you were four years old, your parents were killed and you were taken to a house?
That thing was done by the prince. Because you were born with sword bones, the prince had someone bring you over and transplant the sword bones to Xiao Mo!
Your parents didn't want to, so they were killed."
"What did you say?" Jiang Qingyi was struck by lightning, her face turned pale, her pupils trembled, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.
Sun Jin's other hand secretly grasped a hidden weapon behind his back and continued, "You heard it right, it was your master's father who killed your parents.
You could have become a world-famous sword immortal, but your master transplanted your sword bone!
Your master was able to enter the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighteen entirely because of your sword bone.
It was these two, father and son, who destroyed your family and robbed you of your life."
The realms are explained as follows:
The lower three realms: Qi training, foundation building, and cave dwelling.
The three middle realms: Longmen, Jindan, and Yuanying.
The three upper realms: Jade, Immortal, and Ascension.
(End of this chapter)
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