The wild bull was considered a high-level monster ten thousand years ago. Its horns could lift mountains and split the earth. However, after the war between gods and demons, the gods fell and the monsters ceased to exist.

The world fell into a long period of barren silence. Later, the Ji family of immortals was blessed by gods and prospered. The human race began to prosper and achieved the current state of human cultivation.

The wild bull in front of him was not the real body of the big demon, but a breath of magic left by the big demon. It was temporarily revealed by Xue Chenjing's blood formation, and its magic power was no longer what it used to be.

After Pei Jingchao and Yao Yuxiu were knocked away, the wild bull came to Xue Chenjing's hand and asked for a drop of his blood before turning into a black shadow and being taken back by him.

Yu Yi thought of the strange black shadow under the clear formation she had seen before. There were countless animal and human figures in the huge shadow, coexisting with Xue Chenjing.

The spiritual heart sea is the most important place for a cultivator, but he kept so many dangerous monsters in his heart sea, turning himself into a monster that was neither human nor demon. It can be seen that he was really crazy. Wasn't he really afraid that he would be attacked by the monsters and eventually become a tool for loading monsters?

Thinking of this, Yu Yi wanted to stay away from him more and more. She didn't want to be with him in the future, and have to guess every day whether it was the wild bull, the blood-red bone demon, or a group of wriggling tentacles under this skin.

It is very likely that the body of this Xue Chenjing now contains a monster. The soul of the real Xue Chenjing is imprisoned in the temple in the mountain deep in his heart, repeating the same day after day.

After Xue Chenjing collected the wild bull, he turned around and saw the talisman paper in the hand of the person behind him turned into ashes. The talisman light quickly wrapped around her whole body along her fingers and disappeared from the spot.

Teleportation talisman.

She wanted to run away at any time.

This time Xue Chenjing did not stop her, and even smiled at her, as if he was confident that she could not escape from his Five Finger Mountain.

Yu Yi made the teleportation talisman herself. Her talent in talismans was not as good as that in swordsmanship, and the teleportation talisman was also ordinary. It was easy to be disturbed by the outside world during the teleportation process. Previously, there was chaotic sword flow everywhere here, and she did not dare to use it.

The fight between Manniu and Pei Jingchao actually dissipated much of the raging sword energy nearby. She no longer had to worry about being caught in the sword flow, so she dared to use the teleportation talisman.

After the light of the teleportation talisman dissipated, a bamboo forest and green waves appeared in front of her. This time, the teleportation talisman finally safely sent her to her destination, outside the bamboo forest secret realm.

The dark mountains at the end of the clouds stretched for hundreds of miles, shrouding the surrounding area under dark clouds, and the forest was dark and lightless. As soon as Yu Yi came out of the sword-suppressing stone, she heard the mountain above her head rumble violently.

A circular formation appeared above the Sword-Suppressing Stone. The spiritual power in the formation poured into the red "Zhen" character in the dark mountain. The word "Zhen" lit up, and the huge mountain began to shrink inch by inch.

When the black shadow above his head moved away, Yu Yi saw the monks from the mountain who were standing with swords around the Sword-Suppressing Stone. The monks who were still in the mountain began to retreat out of the air. The monks from the Mountain Sword Sect did not stop them. They really kept the promise of the head and let them take the swords and leave.

Yu Yi's storage bag was full of high-level spiritual swords that he had collected. Among this group of people who were collecting wool, he was definitely one of the best.

Now the place is full of monks from the Lishan Sword Sect. She didn't want to have anything to do with Pei Jingchao, and was also worried that Xue Chenjing would come looking for her, so she left without stopping.

Previously, in order to avoid the plot, although Yu Yi had lived in seclusion here for five years, the place she most often went to was only a small county town like Rounan County, but this did not hinder her desire to travel around the world.

She has collected several versions of the map of the Nine Provinces and Four Seas alone, including the maps of ordinary states and counties that are only circulated in the world, and the maps of the immortal gates that she bought from the monks at a high price. In addition to the books such as geographical records, travel notes, and immortal gate anecdotes that she has read countless times, she has already planned a route for herself.

Yu Yi left the territory of Rounan County and headed east, wanting to go to Yinzhou Prefecture.

Yinzhou City is a large city where immortals and mortals live together. It belongs to the Zhaohua Palace, one of the twelve major immortal gates. Its most famous market is its market.

There are two major markets in the world of cultivation. One is the sea market, which is held every year on the Penglai Fairy Island. The other major market is the land market, which is located in Yinzhou City.

Yu Yi sat on Senior Brother He's back and took out the spirit swords from the storage bag and lined them up. She pulled out a total of sixteen spirit swords from the sword-suppressing stone, and danced with them one by one to feel the sword energy on the spirit swords. She planned to select the spirit swords that did not match her spirit root attributes and sell them first, and use them to exchange for some Panhuan.

She originally had a single spiritual root of the thunder attribute. Because Taoist Qingxuan mainly practiced the fire sword, he passed on his lifelong cultivation to her before his death, which gave birth to another acquired spiritual root in her body, the fire spiritual root.

During the past five years, Yu Yi practiced the same sword technique in order to refine the spiritual power that her master poured into her body.

Her sword energy was fierce, generated by the wooden sword, thunder and fire, which was the most depleting spiritual sword. When she was fighting Xue Chenjing before, she forcibly summoned the red-top crane sword spirit left by her master, which had already caused two cracks on this green bamboo sword.

During the five years of practicing in the secret realm, she swept a large area of ​​the thousand-year-old bamboo in the secret realm, all of which were used to carve the green bamboo sword.

Now she has sixteen high-level spiritual swords in her hand. Excluding the nine swords that are not compatible with her attributes, the remaining spiritual swords can be re-smelted and forged into the Green Bamboo Sword to improve the grade of the Green Bamboo Sword.

As a sword cultivator, she is destined to practice swords, forge swords and find materials for sword forging for a lifetime. She can't help but smile when she gets so many materials for sword forging at once.

Now, whether it is a small town in the human world or the cultivators she meets on the way, the topic on everyone's lips is the Lishan Sword Sect.

The cultivators got the spiritual swords and praised the Lishan Sword Sect for keeping its promise.

Ordinary people regarded the mountain in the clouds as a disaster sent by God. The mountain was pressing down on them and might fall at any time, which made people extremely panic. From the day when the mountain appeared, the people under its shadow began to flee with their families.

When the monks of the Lishan Sword Sect arrived, they resealed the sword stone and comforted the affected villages and towns. Only then did the displaced people return one after another.

The people were very grateful to the immortal who saved their homeland. The first thing they did when they returned home was to organize a sacrifice ceremony, burning incense and kowtowing in the direction of Lishan. Green smoke rose up and the wind was filled with the scent of sandalwood.

Whether in the world of cultivation or in the mortal world, the reputation of the Lishan Sword Sect has skyrocketed. As the person in charge of handling the Sword Stone incident, Pei Jingchao also earned a good reputation.

In the Xiangfu Inn on Zhongjie Street in Southern Johor County.

Pei Jingchao stood by the window, turned the book in his hand to the last page, scanned it, and gently closed it, asking: "Have all the people affected by the Sword Stone been sent back?"

"Yes." The disciple behind him responded, "We have followed the instructions of our senior brother and sent all the displaced people back, repaired their damaged houses, and compensated for the crops and fields affected by the sword energy. The people are all grateful to us."

Pei Jingchao nodded, "That's good. After we finish dealing with the matters here, you can lead the remaining disciples and your senior sister Yuxiu to leave the mountain first."

"Then you, senior brother..."

Pei Jingchao explained before the disciple behind him finished asking, "The quenching platform collapsed, and the demon slayer has not been found yet. I have to stay here and continue investigating. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain to Master after I return to the mountain."

The disciple said, "We can also stay here and investigate with you, senior brother."

Pei Jingchao shook his head, turned around and put the book in his hand into his hand, "You..." We are too conspicuous here, how dare those evil spirits show up? Lian Qing, your sister Yuxiu is seriously injured and needs to go back to the mountain to recuperate in the spirit pool. I can't leave, so I need you to escort her back."

Qi Lianqing followed his gaze and looked at the woman lying on the bed. Yao Yuxiu's eyes were closed, her face was pale, her brows were tightly knitted, and she looked very painful even in a coma.

It was the first time he saw his sister so weak, like the rose outside his window that was beaten by a storm, her delicate face was broken, and it was very distressing.

Feeling Pei Jingchao's gaze, Qi Lianqing lowered his head quickly, lowered his eyelashes, and hid the expression in his eyes. He nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, Lianqing will definitely send Senior Sister back to Lishan safely."

Pei Jingchao patted his shoulder with relief, "You go and prepare for the return trip first, I will sort out Yuxiu's meridians, and you can set off early tomorrow morning."

Qi Lianqing obediently left the room. Pei Jingchao sat down on the bed, stretched out his hand to help Yao Yuxiu up, put her in a cross-legged position, held her wrist meridians with both hands, and passed spiritual power into her to dissolve the chaotic sword energy in her body.

That day, the two of them were hit by the wild bull and flew out of the quenching platform. Pei Jingchao also suffered internal injuries, but not as serious as Yao Yuxiu.

His junior sister is arrogant, impulsive, and jealous. If she had not been born in the Yao family, with her mentality, she would not have reached her current stage in cultivation. Most of her Yuanying cultivation was accumulated by natural materials and treasures.

The master only has her as a daughter. The sword master who is always honest and strict in public becomes an ordinary person without principles in front of Yao Yuxiu. He gives her whatever she wants and spoils her beyond recognition.

Yao Yuxiu has admired him since she was a child and wants to keep up with his pace in everything, but she is born lazy and cannot bear the pain of cultivation. When she wanted to build a foundation, Juechenzi gave up his own hundred years of cultivation to build a sword foundation for her.

After he formed a pill, Yao Yuxiu also wanted to form a pill. Juechenzi went to Yaowang Valley to ask for pills in person, and joined forces with the elders of the sect to help her form a pill in seclusion for three months.

Now that Pei Jingchao has given birth, Yao Yuxiu naturally has to follow him closely. Juechenzi even found the Bailing Pill left by the Ji family immortals and fed her one pill a day. It took thirty days to help her successfully give birth.

However, the cultivation that was achieved by forcing the growth of seedlings is ultimately superficial. Yao Yuxiu's sword foundation was not built solidly enough, and the sword energy was weak. After being hit by the wild bull, the sword energy immediately flowed backwards, strangling the meridians and internal organs.

Pei Jingchao used his spiritual power to clear the sword energy in her body. Yao Yuxiu's painful expression finally eased a little. She leaned softly on his shoulder and still muttered angrily in her sleep: "Brother, you are not allowed to look at others. I don't allow you to look at her..."

The strong scent of the woman's powdered powder blew into his nose, and Pei Jingchao's eyes showed undisguised annoyance.

He had heard this too many times. Yao Yuxiu couldn't bear to see any female cultivator approaching him. Whether inside or outside, they all looked like they regarded him as something in their pockets.

She wanted him, so he could only be hers.

Pei Jingchao's brows were cold, but his hands were very gentle to support her shoulders, and he laid her back on the bed, his voice as gentle and soft as always, "Sleep peacefully, with you by my side, why would I look at others."

Yao Yuxiu's brows relaxed, and she muttered a few more times, then pulled his hand into her arms, hugged it with a possessive attitude, and then fell asleep.

Pei Jingchao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his hand clasped with her fingers, and slowly adjusted the position of his wrist, from being tightly clasped and pressed below to turning it to the top.

This way, it looked like he took the initiative to hold her hand, rather than being forced to be possessed by her. He

had endured it for so many years, and he was not in a hurry at this moment. His master's cultivation had stagnated, and in recent years he had become more and more obsessed with worldly desires, and his state of mind had become worse day by day.

This can be seen from the fact that he was trapped in the illusion cast by the monster this time, which caused severe mental damage and he barely managed to break free.

It won't be long before the control of Lishan falls into his hands, and then he can decide who he wants to hold in his hands.

The setting sun outside the window fell to the west, and dusk soon enveloped the small county town.

On the roof of a restaurant far away from Xiangfu Inn, Xue Chenjing sat on the restaurant, his toes touching a piece of mossy green tile.

He held a chubby little black insect between his fingers. The insect was curled up by his pinch, and it struggled and spit out a bubble as if it couldn't bear it.

A beechwood window appeared in the bubble, and the scene inside the window was Pei Jingchao guarding Yao Yuxiu's bed with tenderness.

Xue Chenjing looked at their intimately clasped hands, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Are you sure that this original wife really still has feelings for her and can threaten my position?"

The system was silent for a moment, and then asked back: "Master, are you talking about your position with only 6% favorability?"

Xue Chenjing: "..."