What I thought was a simple thing, the Space-Time Stone vetoed it:
"No......"
"Lord, if you want to recreate the chaotic scene of time and space, you do not have the power to control time and space. When you will go, it all depends on God..."
After hearing this, Xiang Luoxi froze on the spot, frowning slightly.
What is this? The space-time stone took him to an unknown number of years ago, but he can't go back?
"What should we do?"
Xiang Luoxi asked anxiously, if he couldn't return, wouldn't he miss many battles?
In the battle against Tianyin Sect, he will also contribute some strength to Xuanzong!
The tone of the Space-Time Stone was a little hesitant, and then he said:
"Lord, it's not that I don't want to take you back, but with your current strength, you can't travel through time and space at all. Once something goes wrong, I'm afraid you will have to wander in endless time and space again..."
"That......"
Xiang Luoxi was still a little unwilling and continued to ask:
"How strong can I be to control this shuttle power?"
Hearing Xiang Luoxi's question, Time and Space Stone was silent for a moment, and then said uncertainly:
"If the lord wants to return to the previous era, he must at least open up the Heyang point in his body..."
The Heyang acupoint means that if Xiang Luoxi wants to control the power of shuttle, he must at least reach the realm of the venerable.
I don't know how long the fighting there will last.
You must know that a battle changes rapidly and anything can happen. Xiang Luoxi must return before the battle is over.
After all, in this battle, the victor has not yet shown any chance of victory.
In other words, the Tianyin Sect may also win the battle. If this is the case, the entire wilderness may fall into disaster.
"Lord Lord..."
The Space-Time Stone suddenly said.
"Yu Shi believes that Lord, you don't need to worry about the battle there, but should focus on improving your own strength."
"If you reach the top, you will have the power to turn things around, so there is no need to worry..."
Xiang Luoxi didn't understand the meaning of its words yet, but thought that its suggestions were similar to those of immortal spirits, which were to allow him to practice peace of mind here.
But how could he feel at ease? There was no telling what kind of changes would happen in the battle there.
Grandpa Zhou, Muyuan, Junzidao...
Those familiar figures may not be able to survive alone in this battle.
Xiang Luoxi clenched his right fist and hit the ground hard. Xiang Luoxi immediately made a big hole in the soft soil after the rain.
This move startled Zi Shan beside her. She jumped up as if she was frightened, then stepped back and looked at Xiang Luoxi warily:
"What...what are you going to do?"
Only then did Xiang Luoxi realize his gaffe, stood up with a smile, and said:
"Nothing...just my hands are itchy..."
Zishan rolled his eyes, and then said softly:
"There's no use for your strength, right? Then go get me some buckets of water. The water tanks in the yard are almost empty..."
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi turned to look at the quaint old water tank and nodded.
"Um....."
"Just think of it as me repaying you..."
After saying that, Xiang Luoxi turned around and walked to the side of the water tank.
Just when Zishan was about to teach him how to fetch water, Xiang Luoxi picked up the several hundred kilograms of water tank with one hand, as if holding a toy, and walked towards the distance.
"this......"
Zishan's face was full of shock and he was stunned on the spot.
It wasn't until Xiang Luoxi returned to the yard with the water in the tank slowly filled that Zishan's attitude towards Xiang Luoxi also changed slightly.
"You...are you a martial artist?"
After Xiang Luoxi put down the water tank in his hand, Zishan asked excitedly.
The latter admitted it bluntly and said:
"Martial arts cultivator? That's right..."
Upon hearing this, a look of joy flashed across Zishan's face, and then he suddenly saw Xiang Luoxi's broken arm. The expression on his face dimmed again, and he asked in a low voice:
"What about your injury?"
Xiang Luoxi was suddenly stunned. Although he had lost his left hand, he had not experienced combat, so he did not know how much it affected his strength.
Xiang Luoxi stretched out his right hand, held his empty sleeve tightly, and said with a smile:
"
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It doesn’t matter, these injuries will all recover sooner or later one day..."
His words were not delusional. After all, if Xiang Luoxi could practice the Fengming True Art to the third level and regenerate his broken limbs, he could do it.
But now, Xiang Luoxi has not yet reached the threshold of the third level of Fengming True Art, and there is no hope of recovering his severed limb.
In fact, Xiang Luoxi still had thoughts of revenge, but the man who broke off his arm had already been killed by Elder Haoqing.
Therefore, if Xiang Luoxi wanted to seek revenge, he could only go to the Tianyin Sect.
Zishan smacked his lips, and then asked doubtfully:
"I heard that those powerful martial arts people can still fly in the sky! I still remember that someone flew over Qingshui Town before, and it caused a commotion at that time..."
Based on Zishan's words, Xiang Luoxi was able to analyze some situations.
Being able to walk on the air means that the martial arts cultivator has opened the four meridians and started the practice of opening the acupoints. In this way, in this place, internal martial arts masters are not common people.
This also means that Xiang Luoxi's strength can be considered top-notch only in this corner of the world...
If you want to improve your strength, you can focus on several aspects such as exercises, martial arts, weapons, etc. As for your own realm, you can just follow the circumstances.
After all, if there is no opportunity for breakthrough, Xiang Luoxi will not be able to break through. If he breaks through the acupoint forcibly, it may have an indelible impact on his future practice...
"Can you fly?"
Zishan looked at Xiang Luoxi expectantly and said impatiently.
Xiang Luoxi didn't know why Zishan was interested in flying, but he didn't mind traveling with Zishan at all.
I saw Xiang Luoxi ducking out of the way and arriving behind Zishan.
Before she could react, a strong hand was placed on her shoulders.
Immediately afterwards, a white light flashed from his wrist, and a translucent silver sword suddenly appeared at his feet.
If an internal martial artist wants to fly across the sky, this sword can do the same.
However, Xiang Luoxi's speed using the ghost spring's spiritual wings was much faster than that of Yu Jian, so he did not try to rush forward with Yu Jian.
If you bring others with you, you can naturally try this.
I saw that the white demon sword was slowly enlarging, and the sword body became sharper.
Under Xiang Luoxi's guidance, Zishan stood carefully on the White Demon Sword.
"Buzz..."
Xiang Luoxi's thoughts moved, and the white demon sword immediately made a roaring sword whistle. Then, the white demon sword held up the bodies of the two people. After a few breaths, the two of them were already within a hundred meters.
Somewhere high.
Seeing that the towering mountain peak next to him was actually at the same height as himself, Zishan was a little excited, his eyes widened, and he looked at this scene with disbelief.
However, when Zishan looked down, a fear originating from memories suddenly poured into her mind.
Subconsciously, Zishan's legs went weak. If Xiang Luoxi hadn't helped her body in time, Zishan might have fallen down.
"What's wrong?"
Xiang Luoxi asked with concern.
Zishan's breathing was particularly rapid. I don't know whether it was excitement or fear, but the look in her eyes was full of memories.
"Dad...Mom..."
"They were taken to a height of 10,000 feet and then thrown down..."
The expression on Xiang Luoxi's face suddenly froze.
If his guess was correct, Zishan's parents must also be ordinary people.
At such a height, if someone were to throw him down, it would probably be a good outcome to be shattered to pieces...
"At that time, could you..."
Xiang Luoxi was about to ask, but heard Zishan's exact answer:
"I saw it all!"
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi's expression turned completely serious, and then he controlled the White Demon Sword, and the two of them came to the ground from high altitude.
"what happened?"
Xiang Luoxi asked softly.
Zi Shan, whose memories were suddenly recalled, seemed unwilling to mention this unbearable past, but when she saw Xiang Luoxi's expression, her heart suddenly trembled.
His warm gaze seemed to dispel his unnecessary fear.
Zishan pursed her lips, slowly looked at Xiang Luoxi, and then said slowly:
"I can tell you this because I believe you and hope you won't be like those people..."
Xiang Luoxi nodded and did not interrupt Zishan's words.
He vaguely felt that there seemed to be a hidden meaning in this
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exist.
Zishan sighed, then walked away from the White Demon Sword, walked to a corner of the yard, and dug out a green and shiny stone from the soft soil.
Seeing the stone in her hand, Xiang Luoxi raised an eyebrow. Based on his experience, he didn't know what it was.
"It was probably a few years ago. There was a sudden explosion next to Qingshui Town."
"People at that time thought that it was the sound made by the birth of some treasure. Many people went one after another to search for the treasure. But how could they know that the huge explosion was due to the battle between martial arts cultivators?"
"At that time, the defeated person did not die. Instead, he hid in the crowd and came to the courtyard of my house with injuries all over his body..."
Then, Zishan raised the green stone in his hand and continued:
"This thing is what he brought here..."
Zishan threw the stone on the ground as if he was throwing away garbage, and said slowly:
"According to the man, this stone can isolate his enemy's perception, allowing him to hide here with peace of mind, but the clues he made along the way also left traces for the enemy..."
Having said this, Xiang Luoxi's heart suddenly tightened. For a martial artist with strong perception, any clue could become a clue for pursuit.
Having said this, Zishan looked at Xiang Luoxi again, laughed miserably, and said:
"You know, the one who came here at that time was also a young man about the same age as you. However, the difference between him and you is that the disaster he brought..."
It turned out that the young man was an evil martial artist recognized by the Shizhong Palace. He was being hunted down because he practiced evil ways.
After the young man left, the people from the Shizhong Palace came here and found out about their taking him in.
Perhaps out of anger or punishment, the pursuer at that time took Zishan's parents into the sky and then dropped them mercilessly.
The two of them were also beaten into pulp after falling.
That was the helplessness of ordinary people towards martial arts practitioners. Zishan could only feel deep despair, but life had to go on. She used her young body to build a tomb for her parents.
Since then, Zishan has been alone, running the Nichang Pavilion left by his parents...
After listening to Zishan's words, Xiang Luoxi looked complicated. He didn't know what to say.
Among them, it is difficult to judge whether the people in the Tenth Level Palace did something bad or the young man who fled for his life did something bad.
But what is certain is that both parties must bear certain responsibilities.
What Xiang Luoxi could see was a powerful martial artist venting his anger on the weak civilians...
He didn't know how to comfort her. After all, nothing he could say could save her parents' lives.
"so......"
Zishan took a deep breath and said slowly:
"When I saw you, I naturally thought of him, and I also thought about leaving you in the wild, but if you were eaten by a wild wolf or something, I would feel guilty...
..."
Zishan seemed to be reflecting and did not dare to look into Xiang Luoxi's eyes.
Hearing this, Xiang Luoxi smiled and said softly:
"Hahaha......"
"It seems that I was able to be saved, thanks to your change of heart at that time..."
Zishan curled his lips, then sighed helplessly and said:
"Do you think I want to save you? If you were also hunted down and what happened a few years ago happened, wouldn't I be dead? But..."
Zishan suddenly became serious and said:
"If you can really die like this, maybe it will be a kind of relief..."
Xiang Luoxi may not have thought that an ordinary person would have such despair, and these despairs were brought about by martial arts.
"Death is not such a good thing..."
Xiang Luoxi said slowly.
At this moment, he thought of Lin Shuang and Lin Shuang.
"You have never experienced despair, how can you know the relief of death?"
Zi Shi asked back.
Xiang Luoxi smiled freely, showed a warm smile, and said softly:
"No, I know despair, and I only know that death can free me..."
"But I can't die, at least now, I can't die!"
Xiang Luoxi said firmly:
"I want to live, reach the top alive, and return to where I came from alive."