Chapter seven hundred and sixty-eight: extracurricular branches
It was a dark night, and the wind blowing in the snowy forest blew the woman's cheeks. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Her expression was as plain and peaceful as a snowy night, and she was not touched at all by the other party's words.
Zang Xin only took one look and was sure of the strength of this woman's character.
How can a woman who can endure for six hundred years without letting the world know her true power can be defeated with just a few words?
Burying Heart pondered for a moment, and then said again: "I'm very curious. In the battle at Yuling Pass, Sword Master Yu's spiritual roots were broken and his consciousness was destroyed. He should have perished in the Six Paths. If you hadn't cut out the spiritual roots to save him,
, then who would be so righteous?”
Zhao Wenjun laughed: "Who knows? There are always many good people in this world."
Zhan Xin sneered: "But if you look at the entire human world, apart from Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, it's probably hard to count anyone who matches the grade attribute of the sword master Yu Linggen."
Zhao Wenjun glanced at him and said: "It is said that Erhe Zhanxin in the Demon Realm is good at attacking people's hearts. After seeing him today, the rumors are indeed true."
Zang Xin's body stiffened slightly, and she was very surprised that she could see his identity at a glance.
He was silent for a moment and then said: "People say that the eldest princess of Qin has been infatuated with the Tianxi Sword Master for hundreds of years, lost herself, and has no sense of reserve for a woman. After seeing her today, it seems that it is best to listen to such rumors.
"
Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said directly: "So, do you want to fight?"
Zang Xin suddenly smiled: "Let's forget it. It's getting late and I'm a little sleepy."
Zhao Wenjun couldn't deny it: "It just so happens that I'm sleepy too."
Zang Xin nodded at Ye Yichuan in his hand.
Zhao Wenjun smiled lightly: "No need to worry about it."
The twelve-leaf golden Bodhi flower disappeared under the night sky, and the cold wind rolled up waves of mist. Zhao Wenjun and Ye Yichuan quickly disappeared into the mist.
Lu Zhuang couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, still in disbelief: "How could Zhao Wenjun be the enemy of the sword master!"
How could a woman who shared the dream of saving the common people with Sword Master Yu when they were young, see the Demon Realm River Master in the Tianxi Sword Sect and pretend to not see him even though he clearly has the power to fight?!
If the eldest princess of Qin State has never been sincere towards Sword Master Yu, how can there be anyone truly trustworthy among these hundreds of immortal sects?
The deep sea has a bottom, and the five-inch human heart is like an abyss!
After reading the truth clearly, Lu Zhuang couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment in his heart.
He sneered to himself and said: "Do you think this is retribution? Empress Yingji did not hesitate to break up with her father and marry to Tianxi. She devoted herself to helping him resist the Demon Sect and help him conquer the world, ending the centuries-long righteous war.
The war between demons and demons.
In troubled times, Empress Ying Ji was the empress of Zhongyou whom he could not reach. The world was at peace. When he became successful, he began to despise Empress Ying Ji for her shady background. He mistakenly regarded the eldest princess as a treasure, but little did he know that he thought he was the most powerful one.
How ridiculous that the woman who loves him is toying with him in the midst of applause!"
Zhan Xin watched Zhao Wenjun's back disappear. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Lu Zhuang, and said in a strange tone: "Just now you said... Ji Pei once wanted to win over Empress Ji. Who did you listen to?"
Lu Zhuang's expression froze.
Words spoken in anger are bound to leak out.
Inadvertently, due to his careless mistake, he exposed Lord Ji Pei's most important secret to this devil!
Seeing that Lu Zhuang's face was ugly and his eyes were constantly wandering, he smiled heartily and said: "Now we are grasshoppers in the same boat. You have said everything that you shouldn't say. This is not the least bit worse. Even if you don't say it,
, do you think I can’t find it out with my ability?”
Lu Zhuang's body trembled slightly, he looked at him deeply, and said with a complicated expression: "I accidentally saw it in Master Ji Pei's secret room..."
"Oh? What did you see?"
Lu Zhuang struggled hard for a long time and seemed to find it difficult to say: "I saw... Lord Ji Pei hid a painting in the secret room, a portrait of Empress Ying Ji."
"Oh?" Zhan Xin's expression was playful, as if he had discovered an extremely interesting secret.
"I can't tell. Ji Pei's thoughts are really deep. If not, I would have thought that the person he can't let go of is Shen Zhan."
But since then, everything makes sense.
During these hundreds of years, Ji Pei clearly worked hard and achieved great results. He almost died as a martyr when he protected Bailiyu in desperate situations several times.
He even hesitated to use his heroic spirit body to stay in the White Camel Mountain, which is full of spiritual power, but only got the status of the Sixth Sword.
Judging from the sword master's tepid defense towards Ji Pei, could it be that he has secretly guessed Ji Pei's thoughts?
The drama of Tianxi Sword Sect is really becoming more and more interesting as it goes on.
Zang Xin patted Lu Zhuang's back and said with a smile: "Don't be so timid. I will join hands with you to destroy the Tianxi Sword Sect and make that hypocrite fall off the altar. All thirteen swords will be broken. Your Lord Ji Pei will Naturally, he is not restricted by his identity as the Master of the Six Swords, so he can return to Zhongyou to meet the person he has been dreaming about so as to relieve the pain of missing him."
Lu Zhuang was lost in thought and murmured to himself as if he was self-persuading: "I did all this for Lord Ji Pei."
Zhan Xin smiled and said: "Yes, you did all this for your family. Ying Ji is so proud and graceful. How can a hypocrite like Baili Yu be worthy of her? Only your family is qualified to stay with her. "
Lu Zhuang took a deep breath, and his expression gradually became cold and firm.
Zangxin patted his shoulder with great satisfaction, pondered for a moment, then took out a silver whistle from his arms, put it into his mouth and blew it gently for a while. Invisible sound waves rippled out, but nothing could be heard. The sound came out.
At night, the jackdaws in the snow forest suddenly began to scream.
A group of crows were flying around, and a man holding a useless sword in his hand rode the crows down to the snow forest.
Lu Zhuang looked around and recognized this person at a glance.
The young general of Qin State, Qilian City.
But the man in black robe next to him called him: "Little Duanmo, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"
Lu Zhuang was shocked!
Blue Demon Duanmo? The new master of Langya Demon Sect?!!
The leader of the Demon Sect, whose pseudonym was Qilian Cheng, did not react much to the teasing name. He threw the twisted and broken Tingshan Sword in front of Burial Heart's feet and sneered:
"I wanted to explore Ying Xiu's skills today, but I never expected to get an unexpected reward. The young man named Si Chen cracked the Dragon-Snake Sword Formation of the Tianxi Sword Sect in just one day.
As for Ying Xiu...heh, judging from his performance today, it's no wonder that two hundred years ago, you all said he was a waste. With that arrogant look, he actually learned a lot from his father, who helped him become the leader of the Tianxi Sect. That couldn’t be better.”
Lu Zhuang was deeply impressed by the young man named Necrogen. The Thirteen Sword Masters, including Lord Ji Pei, were all very close to him.
It was actually him who unlocked the dragon-snake sword formation, and it only took one day?!
Zang Xin was extremely calm about this: "Even I can't figure out what kind of skill that boy is. He can even make our Demon Lord obsessed with him and crack an ancient mountain-protecting sword." Formation, it’s really not a big deal.”
However, it seems that every time he makes plans, fate will arrange for this kid to meet him.
What kind of tangled past life fate is this? Looking back and thinking about it carefully, it seems that as long as he is around, his chess game will always turn into a mess in the end.
Because of this man, he could have wiped out the Demon King's power in one fell swoop in the Demon Realm, but now he was expelled from the country and had to rely on his identity in the human world to cover up others' eyes and evade the pursuit of His Majesty the Demon Lord.
If not, why would he seek victory in danger and deploy the mountain collapse plan in advance?
If possible, Zang Xin doesn't want to have a direct encounter with him. After all, his identity in Tianxi Sword Sect is very important to him.
That kid has a hidden secret in his mind. If he could figure out the clues and dig out his identity, it would really bring his years of deployment to a standstill.
Duan Mo raised his eyebrows and was greatly surprised: "You said that lunatic His Majesty would actually be obsessed with a man?"
This is really a strange thing.
It's really a miracle that a woman who kills people without being surprised can actually be attracted to others.
After several open and covert fights behind the Bronze Gate and in the demon world, Zhan Xin knew that the seemingly innocent and easy-going young man was not easy to offend.
He rubbed his brows and said with a headache: "Don't have a head-on conflict with this person unless you have to. The goal of our trip is not him, so there is no need to create extraneous problems. I'm afraid he has already been tempted by your test of him today."
You became suspicious."
Duan Mo said disapprovingly: "Although this person seems to be much stronger than Ying Xiu, it is too exaggerated to doubt my identity just because of a test.
I have been managing the identity of Qi Liancheng for more than two hundred years, and even his biological father and mother have never been suspicious. How can a young child know the reason for this?"
Zangxin said in a calm voice: "Every enemy you despise may become the sword that penetrates the deepest into your heart."
Duan Mo chuckled and said, "Uncle Buried Heart, do you think I acted rashly?"
Zhan Xin said: "At this critical moment, there is no room for you and me to be careless."
Duan Mo's eyes were strange as he looked at the Tingshan Sword under his feet: "I told you, there was an unexpected harvest today. Uncle Zianxin thinks that it is the pure sword power and aura that can kill one of the ten swordsmen of the Qin Kingdom.
The Tingshan Sword was smashed like this?"
Duan Mo looked at Zang Xin with a smile on his lips, and continued: "Uncle Zian Xin is familiar with Tianxi Sword Sect's Three Thousand Swordsmanship. Don't you know what kind of power this is?"
Zhan Xin's eyes narrowed, and he leaned over to pick up the scrap iron Tingshan sword twisted into a twist. He frowned and stared at it for a long time. The corners of his lips gradually pursed into a cold line, and the fingers holding the sword's hilt were so hard that their joints turned white.
He suddenly raised his hand and stroked the blade of the sword lightly with his fingertips, and a misty green sword energy suddenly appeared on the dead and damaged Tingshan sword.
Zhan Xin's pupils almost condensed into a sharp thin line, and his sinister laughter made the hair stand on end in this cold night: "The Supreme Master's Qing Sword Jue."
Duan Mo's eyes flashed: "And he has already practiced the Taishang Daoqing Sword Art to the second level, and the current sword master Yu has only reached the fifth level, right? As the young master of Tianxi, Ying Xiu has been practicing for more than two hundred years.
, so far, even the first level of Taishang Daoqing Sword Technique has not been broken through, tell me, what does this mean?"
Zhan Xin casually threw the Tingshan Sword aside and said in an extremely cold tone: "What else can it mean? The Supreme Master Dao Qing Sword Jue cannot be practiced unless he is a direct descendant. He can only be named Baili."
Duan Mo sneered and said: "The sanctimonious ability of the head of the Immortal Family really puts us demons to shame. When he married Empress Zhongyou, he swore over and over again that he would only marry her as his wife in this life. How could anyone in the world ever do that?
To think that the infatuated sword master actually hides such an illegitimate son with such a transcendent talent in swordsmanship..."
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, thought of something, and asked interestingly: "Could it be that he and the eldest princess secretly had a baby outside?"
"No." Zhan Xin said firmly.
The smile under the hood was sinister and piercing, and there was a hint of unexplainable excitement.
"It's been two hundred years. I didn't expect that you could still bring me such an unexpected surprise. I killed you with my own hands, but it still made me sad and regretful for many years."
Duan Mo was confused when he heard these words: "Uncle Burying Heart, what are you talking about?"
"Duan Mo." A fleeting trace of evil flashed through Zian Xin's eyes: "I want you to test this person again, and the place will be Changqing Pavilion."
Duan Mo crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that you can't create extraneous matters?"
"It's different." Zhan Xin's tone was strange: "Compared to Tianshan Sword Tomb, this person is much more important..."
"Okay, how do you want me to test him?"
Zhan Xin said: "So far, he doesn't know your true identity. At most, he is suspicious of your purpose and intentions. The day after tomorrow is the day when the sword pavilion will be opened. You can find a way to invite him to the Evergreen Pavilion."
"Evergreen Pavilion, Uncle Burial Heart wants to trap him in that unclean land forever."
Zhan Xin smiled and said, "No, this is the beauty of adulthood."
Duan Mo sighed and said, "That young man is not a fool. How could he accept the invitation obediently when he knew that I was hostile to him?"
"You don't need to worry about this. You just need to say three words to him when you invite him to Changqing Pavilion for an appointment."
"What three words."
"...Bailian."
At dusk, Bai Lian, who was so dizzy from vomiting that he almost fainted in front of the window sill, found him and carried him back alive to Yue Nu's Xiaofufeng.
The Yue girl, who was adjusting her breath to suppress the snake's venom, saw that the deer girl outside the door had not lost her nature. Even after she transformed into a girl, she was still on all fours like an animal, carrying a pale boy on her slender back.
.
It would be okay if she still had the body of a deer, but using this slender and lovely girl's body to carry a person on her back while jumping and running in the mountains in the middle of the night seemed a bit nondescript.
But this little deer girl is also a little cotton-padded jacket who is extremely considerate to her master.
Knowing that her little master was not in good health, she was afraid of bumping into his master's 'delicate body' on the way, so she put his legs on her thin shoulders, took good care of him, and even rested his head on her delicate body.
On the pretty butt.
The little deer girl screamed happily, and under the stunned gaze of the Yue girl, she ran all the way to her legs.
"What's going on here?"
Seeing that Balian's face was frighteningly pale, Yue Nu squatted down with a solemn expression and touched his cheek. When she touched it, her body temperature was as cold as a living person.