In the morning, the cool breeze blew gently on Qing Yun Hill, causing the mist on the mountain to slowly flip, like a veil drifting in the dense forest. At the three-way junction outside the Founders Ancestral Hall, Ghost Li, Mr Ghost and the elderly sweeping the floor stood in a triangle, facing each other in the subtle atmosphere.
The wrinkles on the elderly's face moved, his hoarse voice slowly said, "Both of you are not from this Qing Yun Hill, why did you come to this Qing Yun place privately, I wonder what is the matter?"
Ghost Li was silent, his eyes assessing the elderly for a moment. Mr Ghost was standing six chi away from him, with their skills, they might not be afraid of anyone in the world, just that between the two of them, it was obvious that neither of them trusted the other.
But at this moment, Mr Ghost's eyes behind the black veil, were staring at the elderly sweeping the floor, his eyes bright and piercing, seemed to have another kind of strange feeling.
The elderly seemed to sense something, shakily turned around, looked at Mr Ghost, said, "This master, you keep staring at me, don't tell me you have something to say?"
Mr Ghost suddenly laughed, said, "You are just an old man guarding Qing Yun Hill Founders Ancestral Hall, why be a busybody, right now this young man …" He pointed at Ghost Li, said, "He has long heard of Qing Yun Hill Illusory Moon Cave's reputation, wants to go in and take a look, I wonder if elder will let him in?"
Ghost Li stood at a distance, suddenly coldly snorted, said, "Before coming up the mountain, you and I had already discussed, I will enter the Illusory Moon Cave to attract Qing Yun sect's attention, you will take the opportunity to sneak into Qing Yun Hill Founders Ancestral Hall, destroy all of Qing Yun sect's ancestors' memorial tablets, give Qing Yun sect a good lesson, why are you here, still not going in?"
Mr Ghost paused, looked at Ghost Li, Ghost Li's face was solemn, his expression solemn and serious, it was hard to believe that there was no such thing. Mr Ghost looked at him for a long time, seemed to laugh bitterly, shook his head slightly.
That elderly looked at Ghost Li and again at Mr Ghost, his face gradually turned cold, the sharp glint in his eyes gradually brightened, faintly said, "Seems like no matter what, both of you have ill intentions towards Qing Yun. Just that Qing Yun is an important place, this old man has guarded it for many years, if the two of you want to wreak havoc here, you will have to step over this old man's body first. "
He said this indifferently, facing the two mysterious and unfamiliar people in front of him, he slowly straightened his body.
Early in the morning, in the dense forest of the back mountain, the distant and crisp chirping of birds suddenly seemed to stop and disappear. Only the mist that filled the mountain was still drifting and lingering around them.
Dozens of years of life seemed to quietly flow by in this silence, turning into fine lines at the corner of one's eyes.
Mr Ghost suddenly said, "How is your left hand?"
Ghost Li and the old man were stunned at the same time, Ghost Li naturally did not understand why Mr Ghost would suddenly say such inexplicable words but the old man's body was clearly shaking, his eyes staring at Mr Ghost, unable to move away.
In the early morning, in the thin mist, the old man stared for a long time. Suddenly, he let out a long sigh. The astonished expression on his face gradually disappeared. He slowly said, "It's you?"
Mr Ghost smiled and said, "It's me."
He paused for a moment, his eyes assessing the old man's face, even his voice suddenly carried some emotions, said, "These few years, why have you aged so much? Look at you like this, who can still recognize you are Qing Yun sect Wan Jian Yi whose name shook the world! "
When the old man heard the three words' Ten Thousand Swords One ', his body suddenly trembled, as if these three words were three sharp blades, each blade stabbing into his heart. Even his face, which had been deeply scarred by the passage of time, unexpectedly showed an excited expression that had not been seen for a long time.
"Wan Jian Yi, he he, Wan Jian Yi …"
He softly muttered this name, the expression on his face complicated and carrying pain.
Ghost Li frowned, Wan Jian Yi this name, he had heard of it many years ago when he was still a Qing Yun sect disciple, just that he absolutely did not expect that this legendary figure who had passed away for many years was still alive in this world, and even more did not expect that, that person who caused the current Qing Yun sect elders to fight incessantly, Taoist Cang Song even betrayed Qing Yun because of it, had actually become such an unremarkable old man.
The cold wind blew past, brushing past their clothes, in this misty dreamlike place, the past also seemed to reverberate here.
Until, that once Wan Jian Yi, who once looked down on the world but now had a face full of wrinkles, slowly raised his head.
[Pu], a light sound, was emitted from his hand. Ghost Li and Mr Ghost looked over at the same time, fine dust rustled down, that broken broom in Wan Jian Yi's hand, in his agitated state, was crushed into pieces by a great force, scattered on the ground.
The mountain breeze blew over, blew away the dust bit by bit, Wan Jian Yi stared at the thing that was still in his hand a moment ago, right now it had disappeared without a trace. Then, he looked up at Mr Ghost, word by word said, "If not for you, I would already be a cripple, you have done me a favour, I have always remembered it in my heart."
Mr Ghost faintly said, "You and I felt like old friends at the first meeting, in the northwest wilderness and that PuZhi monk …"
Ghost Li who had been standing quietly at the side suddenly shook, his eyes glinting brightly.
Mr Ghost and that Wan Jian Yi did not notice the change in Ghost Li's expression, continued, "Although the three of us are from different families but after all we have been acquainted. Now that PuZhi has passed away for many years, there is also no news of you, unexpectedly we can still meet today, it is not in vain for me to come to this Qing Yun Hill. "His words were filled with emotions, unable to contain his sorrow.
Wan Jian Yi's tensed expression, right now also gradually relaxed, sighed and said, "That's right, I also did not expect, to actually be able to meet an old friend again … stop!"
Halfway through his words, his voice suddenly turned hurried, with a shout, Ghost Li quietly turned around, unwilling to listen to the two of them talking about the past, was about to walk towards the Illusory Moon Cave.
Wan Jian Yi coldly snorted, without seeing how his body swayed, he raised his hand, his shrivelled palm suddenly seemed to grow a thousand times, grabbed down from his back like a giant claw.
Ghost Li's footsteps paused, without turning back, his wrist shook, flashed above his head, drew a circular pattern in the air, the next moment the light shone brightly, it was the Taiji diagram, green light dazzling. Wan Jian Yi's giant claw was held up by the green light, instantly rebounded back but just in that moment, Wan Jian Yi's shrivelled body had already blocked in front of Ghost Li, just that a shocked expression once again surfaced on his face, said, "Taiji Xuan Qing Way? Who exactly are you? "
Mr Ghost's voice was heard faintly from behind, said, "He is the current Evil Sect Ghost King sect's important figure!"
Ghost Li frowned but still did not speak.
Wan Jian Yi assessed him with a few glances, nodded his head and said, "So you are that Zhang XiaoFan who was chased out by Qing Yun sect ten years ago and defected to the Evil Sect?"
Ghost Li's face was as cold as frost, coldly said, "Move aside."
Wan Jian Yi did not have the slightest intention to move aside but after assessing Ghost Li for a moment, he suddenly sighed and said, "Tian junior brother is actually able to produce a disciple like you, it is really amazing."
Ghost Li's countenance changed but then he snorted, an arrogant expression appeared on his face, as if he regarded this famous Wan Jianyi as nothing, directly lifted his feet and walked over. Wan Jian Yi straightened his body, clasped his hands behind his back but did not have any intention to retreat.
The two of them were getting closer and closer, Wan Jian Yi suddenly frowned, his body pulled up from the ground, almost at the same time, the ground beneath his feet a muffled sound, instantly cracked open, the Soul-Absorbing stick glimmering with cold dark-green light shot out from the ground beneath his feet, pursuing straight ahead.
Wan Jian Yi in the air, his body swayed, suddenly with a loud shout, shook left and right, he actually grabbed towards the Soul-Absorbing stick with his bare hands. The Sinister Orb at the tip of the Soul-Absorbing stick glowed brightly with red light, strands and strands of dark red blood all lit up, mixed in the black light, without hesitation, charged straight ahead.
The black gas rolled, the red light flashed dimly, in that instant the surroundings seemed to darken but Wan Jian Yi charged down, all of the cold and harsh air seemed to have no effect on him. Ghost Li's countenance changed, this level of skill, it could be said that it was the first time he saw it.
Wan Jian Yi looked like he was about to grab this ferocious object in his hands but at this moment, suddenly in the black gas and red light, on the surface of the Sinister Orb at the tip of the Soul-Absorbing stick, a strange pattern emerged from the depths of the orb, from small to big, from dark to bright, in an instant it stood out from the black gas and mysterious light, golden light resplendent, it was a Buddhist incantation 'Swastika' word, a thick and pure power, mixed with a trace of strangeness, forcefully rebounded Wan Jian Yi's palm back.
Wan Jian Yi and Ghost Li retreated at the same time, the Soul-Absorbing stick also flew back into Ghost Li's hands.
Wan Jian Yi stopped in the air, his face slightly pale, staring at Ghost Li, word by word said, "Great Brahman Wisdom!"
Ghost Li's face was expressionless but his heart was shaken, this person's skills were so high, it was really unfathomable, in these ten over years, this was the first time he saw someone who could withstand the Soul-Absorbing evil power bare-handed.
His heart was shaken but he did not know that Wan Jian Yi was also quite shocked. Wan Jian Yi himself was an exceptional and talented person, his skills far surpassed those in the same sect, other than a Reverend DaoXuan who could be compared to him, he did not even put the others in his eyes. Although he met with misfortune after misfortune, his fate was bumpy but today facing this junior, the innate arrogance in his heart was still the same.
Just that this exchange with Ghost Li, made him quite shocked, the Sinister Orb's evil power was strange and ferocious, although he looked fine on the outside but it had already affected the agitation of his blood. And after that, Ghost Li displayed the Buddhism true way, Great Brahman Wisdom, merged into one with the Taoist and Evil Sect true way, there was no gap at all, even with his level of cultivation, he could not do anything and was forced back, he couldn't help but be shocked.
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