Volume 1: A Sword from Lingchen Chapter 40: Ten Thousand Years of Enmity
The sword energy of the Demon-Suppressing Valley is everywhere. The silhouette of the man in white stands proudly in the sky, looking at Ye Ling with a neither warm nor cold expression.
"I can save you for a while, but I can't save you forever. Don't think that with the sword map, you have something to rely on."
"If I hadn't been looking for this piece of cloth, I wouldn't have been in danger. You should save me once. After all, I am here to preach to you."
Ye Ling's spiritual energy was in chaos, unable to support his feet, and he sat down on the ground. However, it felt really good to survive the disaster.
The man in white is neither sad nor happy, but there is a bit of sadness in his eyes: "All kinds of demonic obstacles are born from the heart. The demonic form in this Demonic Valley Town can't get rid of the demonic root. This is the evil fate I planted, and
It’s up to me to find out!”
Ye Ling tried to use his spiritual power to recover from his injuries. As for what the man in white said, he didn't pay much attention to it.
"Every time I come out, I'm always talking nonsense, and what I say is unreasonable. It's better not to make random guesses, so as not to disturb my mind and waste my energy."
Ye Ling crossed his legs and fell into meditation. The two sword diagrams that merged into one still exuded an astonishing sword intent. Coupled with the changes in the Demon Suppressing Valley, Ye Ling felt a lot. At this time, he could gain twice the result with half the effort by studying and practicing at this time.
The man in white clothes stood facing the wind in the void, just like the master of this area of heaven and earth. Any thought can stir up the avenues of heaven and earth and the laws of order. With him here, Ye Ling does not need to consider safety issues for the time being.
Under the dome of the sky, the dragon's green robes were fluttering, and the tears in his eyes had dried up. I could never see enough of the face of the person in front of me.
Nianwei has been dead for two thousand years, and it was the demonic energy that used secret methods to imprison her soul so that it did not dissipate. Of course, this also depends on Nianwei's remaining obsession.
My obsession is here, I just want to see Peng Jiao again!
"Silly apprentice, didn't my master already say that you don't have to worry about my affairs? But in the end you fell into the devil's path for me!"
Nianwei's soul is shallow, and it seems that it may dissipate at any time. Although the man in white has the power to penetrate the sky and the earth, he still cannot control reincarnation.
Human life and death cannot be determined by the laws of heaven, but by the principles of the Great Dao! Although the three religions have their own interpretations of reincarnation, none of them can grasp the mysterious meaning.
Pengjiao's face was pale, and he had reached a master-servant agreement with the demonic energy, and he became the nourishment that the demonic energy absorbed at will. The oil in his body had long been exhausted, and he was only supported by an obsession.
Otherwise, with his true cultivation in the Immortal Realm, Ye Ling would not be able to make it through a single round under him.
"Master..."
"Call me Weier, no one will bother us now!"
Nianwei smiled brightly, although she could not hide the bitterness of two thousand years. But at this moment, her smile was extremely reassuring.
"Wei'er!" Pengjiao finally got what he asked for all his life. I don't know if it's sooner or later, whether it's luck or misfortune.
"Weier, I am very satisfied to see you again in this life!"
Peng Jiao smiled in relief, and his knot in his heart suddenly eased.
"Don't you want to know why I lied to you?"
Peng Jiao shook his head: "You are the best answer you can give me!"
With that said, Peng Jiao reached out and took out the jade pendant that Nian Wei left for him: "Actually, you told me back then that my disciple was too stupid and kept making you worry about Wei'er. I know I was wrong!"
Nianwei's expression was moved, but there were no tears in her soul: "Silly apprentice, why did I accept you as my stupid apprentice back then?"
"Because Weier, you are as stupid as me!"
A smile has appeared on Peng Jiao's face, forcing himself to smile and enjoy the hardships. Although it is forced, it is still a kind of happiness after all.
Nianwei's breath was weak, her soul was indifferent, and she gradually began to dissipate: "I still can't keep you, silly disciple. In the past, I never believed in the past and afterlife that the human race said, but only you, I hope to have reincarnation!"
There was still a smile on Peng Jiao's face. He didn't want Nian Wei to see him for the last time, which was the pain of parting!
"Weier, I will stay with you and never be separated from you again. Wait for me, okay?"
"I am waiting for you……"
The words disappeared along with the fragments of souls scattered all over the sky, just like this love that you don’t know how to start, but you are deeply attracted to it, searching for it to no avail, lingering, not thinking about it, and never forgetting it.
The man in white stretched out his hand, and a ray of white light fell on the snake staff of Peng Jiao. The halo dissipated, and the snake staff transformed into Nian Wei's body again, with his eyes lightly closed and his posture peaceful.
"It happens by chance, don't force it. You should also have an epiphany."
Peng Jiao nodded: "Thank you, senior, for your enlightenment! I know that my sins are serious and I should settle this grudge!"
The man in white's eyes flashed: "How can grudges and grudges be settled? This is my cause and effect, and you don't need to blame yourself. Since you still have this last thing that you can't let go of, you should do it."
"Junior understands!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of Peng Jiao disappeared from the spot.
"Ye Ling! Accept my inheritance!"
"ah……"
…
The Baimang Forest is quiet and full of ghosts.
Yun Luo's whole body was filled with demonic aura, and he looked at Lu Li with a sneer: "The little girl is very smart, but haven't you heard of the principle of not telling the truth once you see it?"
Frost fell from the sky around Lu Li, protecting Wu Qing, Xian Die and others behind him, and looked at Yun Luo with a solemn expression.
Yun Luo now is not a third-level demon cultivator, he is clearly a devil who cannot see the depth!
Lu Li slowly backed away and said coldly: "Even if I don't point it out, will you let us go? I'm afraid you're not that merciful!"
Yunluo Jiejie smiled strangely: "What you said is right. Now the canopy dragon has gone on a rampage and killed all the people. It has alarmed the great powers of the human race. I can't wait any longer in this vast forest. I'll take you guys with me before I leave."
It’s not bad as a snack!”
"Who are you anyway?"
"Jie Jie Jie, why would a dying person ask so many questions? Just think about how to live longer in the next life!"
Yun Luo struck out with a palm, and the demonic energy instantly condensed into a huge handprint, crushing down towards Lu Li.
Lu Li shouted softly, and a snow-colored cold lotus bloomed in the wind in front of him, freezing time and space.
But Lu Li was seriously injured earlier and was unable to display his strength, coupled with the gap in realm. In just a moment, the cold lotus shattered, and Lu Li was shocked and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Little girl, let me taste your blood!"
Yun Luo smiled ferociously, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Li, slapping Lu Li with his right palm.
"stop!"
"boom--"
At the critical moment, a figure stood in front of Lu Li and faced Yun Luo's palm. The air wave swept Lu Li and others and hit them against the big tree behind them.
When the dust cleared, Wu Qing looked intently. The person blocking Yun Luo was none other than Chen Yan, the master he and Ye Ling had recently recognized!
There was a trace of blood on the corner of Chen Yan's mouth, and he frowned and said: "Ever since I entered this Baimang Forest, I have felt that everything is weird. There are many traps waiting for me to drill, but I didn't expect that there are still some here.
The remnants of the demon clan!"
"Jie Jie Jie," Yun Luo smiled ferociously, staring at Chen Yan with a feeling of salivation: "I didn't expect another delicacy from the immortal realm. God really treats me well!"
"Master, be careful, this guy is too weird!"
Wu Qing reminded him that he knew Chen Yan was injured, so he was very worried.
Chen Yan smiled slightly, never expecting that anyone would care about him again in this life: "You brat, where is your second brother and my eldest disciple?"
"Second brother, he went into the stone hall and never came out!"
Chen Yan glanced at the strange stone palace, gritted his teeth and said: "That bastard boy, he really doesn't know how to write the word "death"!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of demonic energy rose up from Yun Luo's body, seeming to cover the sky and cover the sun and moon: "Jie, Jie, Jie, do you still have the heart to care about others now? You'd better think about your last words first!"
"Tch! You bastard! Just because you still want to kill me, it's tens of thousands of years too early!"
Although Chen Yan said harsh words, his injuries were too severe. Facing this demon of unknown origin, he had no chance of winning!
"Let's go! Why don't you guys leave quickly!"
Chen Yan gritted his teeth, even if he was here today, he still had to rescue a few juniors.
"Jiejiejie, I'm afraid it's too late!"
The demonic energy enveloped the world, and it seemed that even the laws of heaven and earth were affected, and their operation changed.
Chen Yan's face was ashen, he was afraid that his lifelong reputation would really cost him his life today.
At this moment, there was a strange movement between heaven and earth.
When the bloody stone palace merged with the sword diagrams, it suddenly roared continuously, and a heaven-defying sword intent was pointed directly at Qiong Xiao. The bloody and demonic energy surrounding the stone palace was also cut off by the burst of sword intent in an instant.
A smash.
The demonic energy dissipated, and Yun Luo covered his head and screamed miserably: "Ah - Qi Yuan! You bastard, you still refuse to let me go after ten thousand years! Sooner or later, I will settle the score with you! Ah..."
"good chance!"
Chen Yan's eyes lit up, and spiritual energy surged around his body. He didn't care what happened to Yun Luo. Only by taking advantage of his lack of precautions could he win with a fatal blow!
Chen Yan's figure moved, and the fire wheel gun in his hand appeared out of thin air, with blazing fire and heat waves.