A strange stone stands beside the lakeside path, and a few bare trees cover the corner of the road.
The lake surface, covered with a thick layer of ice, glows with a cold light under the dark night, making the light on the lakeside less dark, dim, and deserted.
Su Chunfeng, who was wearing a tan casual leather jacket with a fur collar, black trousers, and black leather shoes, emerged from the bend of the path covered by strange rocks and trees. She walked slowly and steadily, and looked calm, but her pale and weak face could not be concealed.
His physical condition showed that he had suffered severe internal injuries, but the pure aura emanating from his whole body made the four people in the pavilion who had been freezing for a long time clearly perceive his powerful and majestic energy.
Bai Xingyong raised his hand and wiped the long snow-white hair that was tightly tied on his head, and murmured softly as if talking to himself: "Well, I haven't seen him for a while, and he has entered the Qi Refining Realm. Is he still a human being?"
"Normal." Zongmeng said firmly.
Chu Zhuoyan felt chilled in his heart.
When Su Chunfeng left, he said that when he came back, he would give Chu Zhuoyan a chance to fight with him. Chu Zhuoyan hoped that Su Chunfeng could win in an almost impossible fight with Wan Liansheng, even if this kid was not afraid to stay and kill people.
Traces of him, using his powerful skills to kill Wan Lian Sheng, will express the rising anger in his heart.
Let out most of it, so that Chu Zhuoyan will have more possibilities to survive; if Su Chunfeng is still angry, then at least he will be injured after killing Wan Lian Sheng, in a short time, or even within a month, even more
For a long time, I'm afraid I won't be able to have enough strength to fight Chu Zhuoyan and win.
But now, Chu Zhuoyan no longer thinks so.
Because although he could see that Su Chunfeng was definitely injured, and the injury was not serious, the powerful and majestic aura exuded by Su Chunfeng made Chu Zhuoyan himself feel incredibly clear that Su Chunfeng, who was currently severely injured, would not be able to survive even now.
If you fight with him, you can kill him without any suspense.
This kind of keen perception is really ridiculous.
Chu Zhuoyan couldn't help but shake his head. He wanted to get rid of the fear in his heart. He needed to have a calm and confident heart, otherwise he would have failed before he even started.
Nian Yihua, who was sitting next to Master, wanted to cry and was trembling all over.
Under the complicated gazes of the four people, Su Chunfeng walked into the pavilion. It seemed that he had walked such a long way. He was really tired and exhausted after suffering serious internal injuries, so he sat down on Zong Meng.
There was a wider pavilion between him and Bai Xingyong, and he sat face to face with Master Chu Zhuoyan and Nian Yihua. He looked at them calmly and said lightly: "Wan Liansheng and his two disciples
, are all dead."
Sure enough, Wan Lian Sheng died.
And his two apprentices...
Zong Meng and Bai Xingyong turned their heads at the same time and looked at Su Chunfeng, who was sitting between them, with some surprise.
Chu Zhuoyan was stunned.
Nian Yihua suddenly felt weak and fell off the platform. Then he climbed up and sat on the ground again, leaning against the pavilion pillar and tremblingly begging: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please."
Don’t kill me, this matter has nothing to do with me, it’s them, they want to steal your demon bone magic weapon, they want to force you to hand over your guile inheritance..."
"Yihua!" Chu Zhuoyan shouted loudly.
Nian Yihua shivered, and he suddenly came back to his senses from the extreme fear and panic, but his eyes became empty and at a loss.
Chu Zhuoyan sighed softly. People who have reached his level of cultivation naturally know that Su Chunfeng has already started to perform spells since he entered the community and approached them, deliberately exuding his powerful energy, which will invisibly give people
People bring great pressure. And his disciple Nian Yihua... his cultivation is too shallow and he can't bear the suppression of the powerful aura bursting out from this kind of magic.
As soon as Su Chunfeng stepped into the pavilion, Nian Yihua's reason collapsed.
Hearing Nian Yihua's words after his rationality collapsed, Bai Xingyong was shocked. He secretly wondered whether Su Chunfeng was really the inheritor of trickery, and Chu Zhuoyan and Wan Liansheng knew the secret, so they had a conflict with him.
?
Zong Meng frowned.
Su Chunfeng looked at Chu Zhuoyan calmly, just looking at him.
"I'm sorry." Chu Zhuoyan lowered his head in fear and said bitterly: "At first, I just wanted to take revenge on you and vent my anger for the bad disciples. However, our master and disciple don't know much about the Qimen Jianghu in the mainland, so we found out that I had a relationship with me in the past year.
Wan Liansheng, who is very friendly, I hope he can do a little favor. I never thought that he had heard the rumors about you in the Qimen Jianghu.
, so he feels that the conflict between the scoundrel and you is just an excuse to force you to hand over the inheritance of trickery. Of course, Wan Liansheng cannot be convinced about the rumor that you are the inheritor of trickery, but he thinks that in case
If you really are, then we can get the inheritance of trickery. If you are not, we can also get the demon bone weapon in your hand..."
Bai Xingyong breathed a sigh of relief.
The guilt in Zongmeng's heart became stronger and stronger - the rumor that Su Chunfeng was the inheritor of trickery spread in the Qimen Jianghu. It was the driving force behind the rumors that spread quickly in the Jianghu after the battle with Chi Yizheng.
, but there is
It was very likely that his father indulged in fairy songs. Regarding his father's behavior, Zongmeng disapproved of his father's behavior, was annoyed, helpless, and a little confused. And these rumors really brought Su Chunfeng a great deal of trouble as he feared.
Big trouble.
"Wan Liansheng deserves to die, you think so, right?" Su Chunfeng asked calmly.
"Okay, I admit this, Wan Liansheng and I are complicit." Chu Zhuoyan raised his head, mustered up the courage to look directly at Su Chunfeng, and said: "Let Yihua go, he has ordinary talents and qualifications, and his cultivation is not high. In the future,
He won't, and he doesn't dare to pose any threat to you. And in the whole thing, he just obeyed my instructions, he is ignorant..."
Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, making it difficult to understand his thoughts.
The courage that Chu Zhuoyan finally mustered up quickly faded away. He lowered his head again and begged with great respect: "Please, let Yihua go."
Su Chunfeng didn't speak, but the expression on his face remained.
"Spare his life, even if it means... destroying his cultivation, I just ask you to let him live." Chu Zhuoyan's whole body trembled sharply, and he raised his head again and looked directly at Su Chunfeng, as if he had finally made up his mind after hesitating for a moment.
Like, raise your right hand to pinch,
With his left hand, he took out a simple bronze Bagua mirror about the size of a child's palm from his arms, and slowly pressed it between his eyebrows, then opened and closed his lips and recited the spell: "Xun walks through the water, Qianmen closes, exchanges for separation, Kunwu
Road, Zhezhefuerna, urgent..."
Fluorescent dots suddenly flashed on the simple Bagua mirror, and then the stream of light gathered around it, gradually becoming a yin and yang rotating state.
Su Chunfeng silently recited the spell, raised his left hand slightly, and pointed his index finger at the yin-yang fish on the Bagua mirror. A wisp of slender spell energy fluctuations was embedded in the eye of the yang fish with incomparable precision.
Chi...
The yin and yang fish formed by the stream of light shattered and dissipated.
Chu Zhuoyan, who originally wanted to commit suicide in exchange for his disciple's life, couldn't help but a ball of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. He looked blankly at Su Chunfeng, who suddenly used magic to prevent him from committing suicide: "Why?"
"I haven't promised to spare your apprentice's life."
"you……"
At this moment, Zongmeng, who was watching calmly, suddenly stood up without warning, strode outside the pavilion, and said at the same time: "Bai Xingyong, why are you still here?"
"Well, I'm just more curious." Bai Xingyong shrugged calmly, stood up and walked out.
Zongmeng waited for Bai Xingyong to come out on the steps outside the pavilion, then walked side by side to the distance, while asking coldly: "Who is stronger, you or Su Chunfeng?"
"Of course it's him." Bai Xingyong said matter-of-factly, not feeling ashamed at all.
"Bai Xingyong, do you know what I dislike most about you?"
"We have no grudges, so why do you always have trouble with me?" Bai Xingyong said helplessly with a grimace on his face: "It can't be because I refused to fight with you, so you keep hating me, right?
O conscience of heaven and earth, can you speak some truth? If you have the ability, challenge Su Chunfeng now, he is the master."
Zongmeng snorted coldly and said: "Of course I will challenge him, but before that, I still have to challenge you first."
"Can't I just admit defeat?"
"no."
"Are you done yet?"
Zongmeng didn't answer and looked at Bai Xingyong as if he were an idiot.
So Bai Xingyong felt that the most unlucky thing in his life was meeting an idiot like Zongmeng, a very idiotic and stubborn guy in the practice of magic. He said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you choose a time and place.
It's okay if I promise...wait a minute
Son, let me state in advance that our fight is just a fair discussion. That's it. I don't want to fight with a guy like you in a fight. Besides, we can't fight in the capital. I am also the president of the Huaqing University Student Warlock Association.
, you can’t break the rules yourself.”
"Interesting?" Zongmeng felt more and more that Bai Xingyong was an idiot and hypocritical.
"nonsense!"
…
There were only three people left in the pavilion shrouded in the cold night.
Su Chunfeng seemed to be tired and moved to the pavilion pillar, leaning on the pavilion pillar with his shoulder, looking lazy and calm.
for a long time.
Chu Zhuoyan finally figured out something, and seemed to have finally made a new decision after hesitating for so long. He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said softly: "That's it, that's all. As the saying goes, it's better to die than to live. My teacher
The two disciples have themselves to blame." After that,
, he held the ancient Bagua mirror flat in the palm of his right hand, bit the tip of his left index finger, then made a secret with his left hand, pressed the bleeding index finger tip on the Bagua mirror, and softly chanted the spell: "The hexagram images return to their true form, the four images return to their true form.
The classification is: Shaoyin connects with Yang, Taiyin and Shaoyang harmonize, Yin receives, Yang emerges..."
From the cut on the tip of the index finger, blood flowed like a drop of blood onto the Bagua Mirror, bubbling like a boil, but not spilling out at all.
Later, the blood covering the Bagua Mirror suddenly and strangely gathered under the fingertips in the center of the mirror, forming a drop.
Chu Zhuoyan picked it up with his fingertips, and the drop of bright red and rich blood floated up and hovered two feet in front of Su Chunfeng, as if frozen there.
Chu Zhuoyan stood up with a very painful and tangled expression, then slowly knelt down, bowed his head and whispered softly: "I, Chu Zhuoyan, swear that in this life, I will only follow Su Chunfeng. I will not have the slightest intention of disobedience, resentment, or abandonment. I will always respond to the situation."
Follow your will, if the Lord is injured, you will be injured, if the Lord dies, you will die, the sky is above, the earth is below, the sky of the world is pointing towards..."
Nian Yihua was shocked when he saw this, and fell to the ground limply. Then he smiled stupidly and bitterly.
Su Chunfeng silently recited the spell in his heart, and his own atmosphere was connected with the heaven and earth. He made a finger with his left hand to the suspended drop of blood, causing it to swim rapidly in the air and draw the Bagua pattern visible to the naked eye.
One drop of blood turns into two drops.
One flew into the sky to make a seal, and the other fell to the ground to make a stub.
Heaven and earth are proof!
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PS: Brother Sharp Blade Snow Wolf, you are so awesome, thank you ~ Off topic, I felt very comfortable writing this chapter, what do you think?
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