The grassland cavalryman was a little surprised. He looked around to make sure there was no one else, and then asked, "Who are you?"
He didn't answer the girl's question. Instead, he asked for her identity. It seemed very natural, like a real chance encounter. However, in such a remote and unknown Green Province, it was impossible for a lone grassland cavalryman and a young girl in a yellow dress to meet by chance. He just wanted to give it a try.
Unfortunately, the girl did not want to talk too much with him.
"You are Ningcuiya, and I am Yu Lian," said the girl.
The grassland cavalryman was silent for a moment. He stood up and wiped the remaining water on his hands. He looked at the other side and said, "You are indeed the legendary Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation. You can see through me."
In this world, few people knew that the real name of the national master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court was Ningcuiya, just like few knew that the surname of the Hierarch of the Divine Halls of West-Hill was Xiong Chumo, and few knew about Ye Hongyu's childhood. But she knew. She knew everything.
Because she was the Grandmaster of the Devil's Doctrine, the mysterious Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation. Her name was Yu Lian, and her real name was Lin Wu. Her life was shrouded in fog for others and the entire human world, but she could see everything clearly.
Yu Lian looked at him and said, "Your array is indeed interesting."
A big array composed of the killing souls and countless resentful souls of the entire Golden Tribe Royal Court was only interesting in her eyes. Of course, it was not easy to get such a comment from her.
What was more interesting was the national master himself.
The national master was at the blood sacrificing array, but in front of Ning Que, he was at the stream dozens of miles away in the west. In front of Yu Lian, he was no longer old and tired, but a spirited young cavalryman.
What exactly happened?
The Imperial Tutor was already dead, or rather, the old Imperial Tutor was already dead. He sacrificed all his life for the blood sacrificing array. His body had decayed into dust, leaving only his spiritual consciousness and the so-called Divine Soul.
Then he turned into this young grassland cavalryman in an unimaginable way.
The strange feeling that Ning Que felt in the array was because the national master was not real. However, he could not find where the national master's real body was. Fortunately, Yu Lian could find it.
The Imperial Advisor had exhausted his lifespan to create that terrifying Blood Sacrifice Formation. Who would have thought that Yu Lian did not even go there. Instead, she casually walked to the bank of the stream and arrived in front of his real body.
The grassland cavalryman had a regretful look in his eyes. If you stared into his eyes, you could see the vicissitudes of life and the sense of calmness that could only be formed by age.
"Don't feel regretful." Yu Lian looked at him and said calmly, "No matter if you're reincarnating, hiding, or possessing … How can you hide from my eyes?"
Yes, this kind of method, which was beyond the scope of human beings, seemed extremely magical and incomprehensible, but who was Yu Lian … She was the Twenty-Three-year Cicada Cultivation. She practiced the most incredible and magical method in the cultivation world, and she had experienced the most bizarre and unimaginable changes.
The methods used by the Imperial Tutor were not qualified to be mentioned in front of her.
Suddenly, there was the sound of cicadas by the stream.
There were no cicadas in the Wilderness. There had never been cicadas. But now there were cicadas chirping. It was not mournful, but rather peaceful.
Because Yu Lian moved.
She lifted her feet and stepped on the clear and peaceful surface of the stream, slowly walking toward them.
The wind on the grassland blew her yellow dress, making her look like a little fairy walking on the waves.
The Imperial Advisor looked at her bare feet and said, "I thought you would jump down from the sky, but I didn't expect that you would walk over the water."
Yu Lian said calmly, "Just like everyone thought that you would guard the rear for the Golden Tribe Royal Court and try your best to keep the people of the Academy here. But I didn't expect that you wanted to escape long ago."
The Imperial Advisor asked, "Can't the Academy let me escape?"
Yu Lian said, "No, because you are indeed very powerful."
After a moment of silence, the Imperial Advisor said, "Thank you … I just wanted to trap you. I want to leave the last bloodline and kindling for the tribe. As for me, I am indeed going to travel around the world."
Yu Lian said, "I said, don't feel sorry. You can't fool my eyes."
"A moment ago, Ning Que said the same thing over there." The Imperial Advisor looked toward the direction of the Blood Sacrificing Array in the east. He had some secret connection with that place. He sighed and said, "My regret is not that I failed to hide it from you. I never expected to do so. I only regret that you didn't enter my array."
Yu Lian said, "Do you think your array can trap me?"
The Imperial Advisor turned to her and said, "My array can kill you."
Yu Lian said, "Xiong Chumo thought so too."
"I'm different from him."
The Imperial Advisor said calmly, "I'm stricter than him. And when we were at the back of the mountain of the Academy, he didn't know who you were, but I always knew. I've been waiting for you."
Yu Lian said, "So what?"
The Imperial Advisor held the hilt and looked at her who was walking slowly on the stream. He said, "I want to have a try."
He looked like a rough grassland cavalryman. Especially when he held the hilt tightly, a murderous aura that only the army could have shot up to the sky.
In stark contrast to his aura, the cavalry uniform on his body began to tear apart. His beard fell without any wind, and even his hair fell down. In just a few moments, he had turned into a monk.
A young monk with a murderous aura, a bloodthirsty but kind face.
Yu Lian walked to the bank. There was not even a drop of water on her bare feet.
She looked at the young monk and praised, "Not bad."
Not bad might be extraordinary. At least at this moment, the young monk who was blessed by the bloody killing intent of the entire Golden Tribe Royal Court might really have that wonderful state.
Yu Lian sighed with emotion. She was not afraid or even nervous.
She was calm even when facing the Abbey Dean's unimaginable State of Pureness, not to mention now.
She reached out a finger and pointed it between the young monk's eyebrows.
The chirping of the cicadas by the stream suddenly became more intense. They seemed to be restless.
The weeds turned into grass chips and danced in the sky like countless cicada wings, cutting the space.
Her first move was the most powerful move that surpassed the Five States.
The young monk could not avoid it at all, so he did not dodge.
He stared at the slender finger that was getting closer and closer. Ignoring the grass chips that cut his skin tens of thousands of bloody wounds, he held the hilt with both hands and slashed forward!
"You miscalculated one thing …"
The machete was just an ordinary machete. It pierced through the sky, but it seemed to carry the will of countless people and the murderous intent of countless people. There was no saber radiance, but it only moved the heaven and earth.
In the world of the machete, the young monk looked at Yu Lian's eyes quietly and told her that she was wrong. Although she saw through his plan and did not walk into his array, she had already walked into his array as long as she came to his side. Because he was the array eye. Wherever he was, the array would be there.
This was not an ordinary machete, but a blood sacrificing array. It carried the killing intent of the entire Golden Tribe Royal Court, which had been accumulated for hundreds of years, and slashed at the young girl in yellow dress.
No matter how powerful Yu Lian was, how could she withstand the will of the entire tribe?
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…
Facing the young monk's earth-shattering machete, Yu Lian's response was extremely simple.
Her response was not like that of a Grand Cultivator who had surpassed the Five States, but more like a child who had just started martial arts. Her method was somewhat presumptuous and even ridiculous.
The method was the method of the hand. She put her hands together and wanted to clamp the machete between her palms.
Was it really presumptuous? No, it was simple to be terrifying. Everything she did was reasonable.
Therefore, the machete that carried the killing intent of the entire Golden Tribe Royal Court was clamped between her hands.
Her hands were small and tender, but the machete could not move an inch further.
Her body looked very small, but she seemed to have endless power.
Between the young monk's machete and her hands, countless streams of aura sputtered.
The stream behind her began to ripple, then boiled, and then turned into steam.
The entire stream dried up in the blink of an eye. The fish and weeds in the stream were nowhere to be found.
The bottom of the stream also became extremely dry and cracked into countless tiny pieces, like the scales of a dead snake.
Those cracks quickly spread to the fields behind the stream, instantly extending to a circle. The ground within a radius of dozens of miles became dry and cracked, like a giant turtle that had died of old age.
Her yellow dress and her hair were gently swaying in the wind. Her dress was not burned, but her hair was slightly dry.
Yu Lian quietly looked at the young monk behind the machete.
The young monk quietly looked at her. There was admiration in his eyes, but no fear.
He admired her. She was indeed the grandmaster of the Devil's Doctrine, a Grand Cultivator with unfathomable strength. She could withstand the collective will of the tribe carried by the blood sacrificing array with only her hands.
He was not afraid because he knew very well that Yu Lian could only withstand the machete. It was impossible for her to fight back under such circumstances. He was not at a disadvantage.
Yu Lian did not fight back, but her eyes showed a sneer.
What was she sneering at?
The young monk suddenly understood.
His machete forced Yu Lian to stand still by the stream.
Yu Lian's hands also fixed him where he was.
He could not move.
Could he, who was dozens of miles to the east, still move?
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When the machete hacked at Yu Lian dozens of miles to the west, Ning Que felt it most clearly, because the soul power that was suppressing him suddenly loosened.
The dozens of iron boxes floating in the air suddenly trembled violently. The resentment from the white skulls and the killing intent hidden in the array were drawn by some power and fled to the distance.
Ning Que suddenly turned his head and looked at that place.
It was in the west.
He knew Third Sister was in the west.
The thin line he saw in the cloud was the trace left by Senior Sister. He did not know what she was doing there, but now he had guessed the truth.
At this time, he was besieged by dozens of grassland high priests. What could he do?
If it were someone else, he might not be able to react in such a short time. But Ning Que was not someone else. The tacit understanding between him and Yu Lian was hard to imagine.
He and Yu Lian rarely met these years, but the tacit understanding was always there.
The tacit understanding started many years ago, from the cicadas by the old library, from the Hairpin-style Small Regular Script, from the waist token, from the Devil, and from their similar temperament.
He heard the cicadas dozens of miles to the west.
He knew Senior Sister had taken action.
He closed his eyes and then opened them.
In the west, when the young monk slashed at Yu Lian with his blade.
In the east, he hacked at the old national master on the horse carriage.
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(I feel better and better. I'll write more tomorrow and hack the national master to death. As for the chapter titles, the authors of our generation will definitely have a deep imprint of wuxia novels. No one will be able to get rid of it. I have to thank the predecessors who wrote such cool stories and phrases. The pleasure of reading them is still unforgettable.)
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