Chapter 140 Weird Things

Qiongtai Fairy Garden, Waiyuan, north-northwest.

The breeze from the sky passed through the dense forest canopy, and suddenly slowed down here, walking slowly forward, suppressing the shrubs and weeds everywhere, and after all kinds of flowers, what was revealed was an uninhabited area.

Ruins.

Looking around, you can see bricks and tiles, either black and white or green and red, embedded in the soil. The original appearance has long been unrecognizable. The overturned palaces have long been blended with the surrounding greenery, leaving only broken walls.

The ruins, as well as half of the corridor columns, are still standing on the ground, telling the story of the grandeur of the past that was lost in the chaos.

At this moment, coming here with the breeze, there was also a human figure that was so faint that it seemed to be integrated with the surrounding scenery.

I saw the shadow making a slight tap on a roof beam that was leaning on the ground. Without making a sound, it fell under a high wall.

Lin Xiao stretched out his hand and gently touched a footprint on the ground. Lin Xiao, who was wrapped in the "Light Painting Cloak", frowned slightly, as if he had encountered some unsolvable mystery.

Half an hour ago, after saying goodbye to Yi Shang, Lin Xiao went straight to the west of the formation, wanting to see if the remaining immortal sects were located in the outer garden as previously known.

on the eight directions.

If this is the case, then tracing the movements of these families from the source is a practical way. Although the method is clumsy, it is much better than closing your eyes and just randomly bumping into each other in such a large fairy garden.

However, with this idea, some unexpected changes occurred after finding the location of the third house, which was due to the west.

Just because they were teleported to this fairy sect in the northwest and could still find a mess of footprints from the beginning, the five people each chose a direction with clear intentions and ran out without looking back.

Faced with such an incredible scene, Lin Xiao was stunned on the spot.

Which fairy sect ended up here? I don’t know.

Why do we need to split up? I don’t know.

But this approach is too strange. After all, this is a sect competition, and the best choice is for five people to work together. How can they just dismantle their own team as soon as they come on the field, and use short attacks to win long?

As the saying goes, "When things go wrong, there must be monsters." Lin Xiao always believed this, so he chose one of the places where the traces were slightly clear, but his body skills didn't seem to be that good, and chased him all the way.

It was not until this ruins that there were no traces left.

Lin Xiao glanced at the last footprint, and stood up. What should have been a small meditation hall in front of him, due to the passage of time, apart from the stone incense burner that fell among the weeds, it could no longer be seen from its original appearance.

, the breeze blew by, and a few pages of yellow paper fell from nowhere, making it even more desolate.

Sighing slightly, just when Lin Xiao was about to leave this place and look for other footprints again, a strange thought inexplicably arose in his heart.

"This place has been abandoned for a long time and is inaccessible. How could anyone press paper here?..."

Thinking of this, I was startled. I looked up sharply and saw a piece of yellow paper floating in front of me in the wind. It suddenly shook as if it was pulled by some strange force. It suddenly became as sharp as a knife and moved towards my throat, slanting.

Cross it diagonally!

"Yellow paper? Magic weapon?!"

As soon as he had a thought, he flew back. The "Weaving Dust Technique" that was pushed to the extreme in an instant, with the blessing of the "Cloud Stepping Pendant", turned Lin Xiao into a ghostly shadow, and swept back quickly!

"Swish swish——!"

The sound of breaking wind followed like a shadow, and the pages of yellow paper were flying in the air, cutting non-stop, grass seeds flying everywhere in their path, and every root was broken.

As soon as Lin Xiao, who was flying in the air, landed on the ground, he pointed his toes, kept moving, and jumped back up, kicking up a few bricks and tiles on the ground and whizzing away.

"Zhengzhengzheng——!"

With a harsh friction sound, the yellow paper cut through the bricks and tiles, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror. At the same time, a figure flew up from the bushes under the courtyard wall, twisted a page of yellow paper in his hand, flicked it, and said, "Whoosh!"

With a sound, electricity shot out.

Seeing the strong wind blowing against his face, Lin Xiao shattered the jade talisman, pointed his sword a little, and "Qingfeng Yin" surrounded him. Unexpectedly, the page of yellow paper suddenly fell from the sky, and together with the other four pages of yellow paper, stuck to the ground, surrounding himself in the center.

"Trap?!..."

Lin Xiao secretly shouted, flicked his left hand fiercely, and a dagger with almost no outline flew out.

At the same time, the figure in gray clothes landed on the broken wall. He raised his eyebrows, a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes, pointed two fingers at Lin Xiao's feet, and gave a low drink.

"Die!"

In an instant, the five pages of yellow paper exploded to pieces, and countless scraps of paper exploded like armor-piercing steel, blasting the surrounding masonry, vegetation, and trees into pieces.

However, the expected scene of the other party's head being missing or being severely injured did not appear. Looking at the empty space where the figure was not present, the man's eyes widened, as if he could not believe the scene before him - where is the person?!

I couldn't get over the shock and doubt in my heart for a moment, but in the corner of my eye, there was a flash of golden light, and lightning came from my side!

"How is that possible?!"

The man exclaimed, flicked his right wrist, and instantly held a dark object in his hand, pointing towards the golden light.

"Zheng——!"

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the "fingertip golden sword" hit the dark object, exploding a cloud of sparks. If you look closely, you will see that it is a jet-black iron fan!

In the radiating strong wind, Lin Xiao, who was on one side, waved his hand and nodded again, and another straight golden light flew across the space between the two of them.

The iron fan in the man's hand changed direction and struck sideways. The moment another burst of sparks exploded, Lin Xiao flew forward, and the Qingqiu sword behind him swept out a curve of black light, and struck out with one blow!

"Dang——!"

Two weapons crossed each other and half of the iron fan was thrown away. After a flash of astonishment in the man's eyes, he showed panic for the first time and hurriedly exerted force on his feet and flew backwards.

At this moment, Lin Xiao looked into the air and flicked his finger with his other hand. A black light came silently. The man subconsciously used his protective energy to block it, but how could he block it with this mortal body?

The "Soul Crossing Flying Needle" who lives in Kongcang Palace!

The moment the black needle struck the palm of his hand, it shattered into a plume of black smoke. Just when he thought he had received the blow, his head was thrown back by a huge force, and a puff of blood smoke spurted out from the back of his head.

, the whole person seemed to have lost control of a puppet, his whole body sank, fell into the air, and fell hard to the ground with a "bang".

The two of them fought for only a few breaths. When the ruins returned to deathly silence, the winner had already been decided. However, the victor's condition did not seem to be easy.

A heart-piercing pain bombarded Lin Xiao's sea of ​​​​consciousness. He could clearly hear no sound in his ears, but the roar in his head continued one after another, as if every time he hit it, the heavenly spirit cap would be lifted.

Forcibly suppressing the surging blood in his chest, Lin Xiao staggered two steps and hit a broken wall hard. Slightly warm liquid gushes out of his nose and drips into the greenery under his feet, which is just a little bit of scarlet.

Raising his hand and wiping it on his nose, Lin Xiao felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. He slowly fell against the wall until he collapsed on the ground, feeling a slight sense of relief.

He quickly took out two pills to restore his spiritual sense and threw them into his mouth. Lin Xiao gasped for air and looked down at the gauntlet on his left arm - the fine gray-white powder seemed to prove that this depression was once there.

It should be a low-grade spiritual stone embedded in it, but at this time, it has disintegrated into ashes due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao's face covered in cold sweat showed a sad smile that was uglier than crying.

"This magic weapon given by the master of Jindan, if you are not careful, you will end up playing yourself to death..."

This was the first time that Lin Xiao used the "Flying Shadow and Smoke" arm armor given by Shangguan Xiao in a fight. He had tried it before in the outer courtyard, and the effect he got at that time made him very pleasantly surprised.
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The "Smoke Sword" contained in this gauntlet can be teleported to wherever the sword is within five feet, but the wearer of the gauntlet can teleport instantly. However, one use of it will consume a low-grade spiritual stone, and it depends on the forest.

With Xiao's current cultivation level, every time he uses it, he must recover his spiritual sense, otherwise he won't be able to control it the second time.

However, despite this, Lin Xiao also had a feeling in his heart: With this knife in hand, who can retain my bursts of pleasure?

Even the confidence to go to Xuanyifang to explore the road that night came from this.

After that, the "Qing Yan Dao" was painted with "invisible paint" purchased from the Zhushan Ghost Market, so that it could truly come and go without a trace. Lin Xiao then thought about when he could try this in actual combat.

How effective is the knife?

So, just when he fell into the trap, he just used it without thinking.

However, the result is a bit far from what was expected.

Just because the small courtyard is testing the knife, there is naturally no external interference, everything is the most ideal situation, but when you are actually fighting with the enemy, your spiritual sense has to sense the opponent's true energy, control the jade talisman, and even have to be distracted.

If you look at your own situation, how can you always maintain your peak condition?

In this way, the "Flying Knife Teleportation", which was already very consuming, immediately drained Lin Xiao's sea of ​​consciousness to the point where his spiritual awareness was sluggish, and he almost ended up in the situation where he would kill himself.

After resting for a while, when the pill took effect, Lin Xiao felt that the pain in the center of his eyebrow was slightly relieved, so he got up and pulled out the "Qingyan knife" nailed into the broken wall.

"This item is really easy to use, but next time you use it, you have to take a pill in advance to withstand your spiritual awareness..."

Lin Xiao thought about it for a while, put it back on the inside of the arm armor, then turned around and walked towards the man's body that fell to the ground.

When I got closer, I found that there was a bright red color between his eyebrows, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness collapsed. He was already dead and could no longer die.

At this time, the disguise technique on his face had expired, but even if his face was revealed, it would be of little use, because Lin Xiao did not recognize this person at all.

I casually turned it over on him, and found that apart from a "fate talisman", I only had a hexagonal black wooden tablet with complicated patterns carved on it, and two bottles of healing elixirs. Apart from that, there was nothing else, not even a single one.

In the Immortal Sect, no one carries a single storage bag.

"This is too weird..."

When Lin Xiao saw this scene, he suddenly became suspicious - although this person had received the life talisman, he was obviously not here to participate in the sect's competition. Even in order to hide his heels, all the objects related to his identity were actually a person.

No.

"Which disciple is this person? What is his purpose? In other words, did he come here all the way to chase someone, find someone, or have some other purpose?"

Questions that he couldn't think of answers to were tumbling in Lin Xiao's mind. He turned around and looked around. There seemed to be no clues to be found in this large ruins.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao sighed softly and bowed to the unknown body. In the final analysis, the two people had no deep hatred or great hatred. They were just living and dying here, and it was impossible to tell who was right.
To be continued...