Nangong Xue was thinking about the past, but she didn't know that the old man was also thinking about the past. He smiled bitterly and said, "How can I not recognize Cangquan Longyin? That was my sword in the past … "
Nangong Xue heard half of what he said and was surprised. Without waiting for her to ask, the old man's expression turned serious and said, "No matter how good a sword is, if the user is mediocre, they won't be able to unleash even one ten-thousandth of the sword's power. It's a good opportunity to test whether you're worthy of this sword. Alas, I came up the mountain to pick ginseng, but I didn't expect to fight with these children. I didn't bring any weapons with me … How about this? "He pulled out a rattan from the bamboo basket on his back and said," I'm old and my hands and feet aren't as nimble. I'll just use this thing to make do! "
If it were someone else fighting, this would be a great insult to the opponent. However, Nangong Xue didn't dare to neglect this old man in front of her, who she didn't know much about. She assumed a fighting stance and said, "Senior, I'm ready." The old man nodded, but his gaze seemed to be still fixed on the blue sky and white clouds. The rattan in his hand was already in the air, drawing a beam of light that pierced through the air and rushed toward Nangong Xue.
In reality, this wasn't a technique, but a whirlpool formed by the sword's aura. As the snowy light swirled, it refracted the beam of light, making it look like a bolt of lightning.
This move could be said to have gained the upper hand by a show of strength. Although Nangong Xue was mentally prepared, she was still shocked. What's more, the attacker was such a skinny and frail old man. By the time she reacted, the sword light was already in front of her chest. In a panic, she bent over and supported herself with both hands, only to see the sword light whizzing past her head. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the sword light made a turn in the air and came back.
Nangong Xue got up halfway and had no choice but to flip in the air to suppress her rising momentum. She waved her sword and attacked. The sword light seemed to have substance, as if each beam of light was a strong attack. Nangong Xue fought and retreated. She stepped on the edge of the cliff and a few pebbles fell to the ground. In a moment of crisis, he spun his heel and flipped his body into the air, landing on a flat surface. When he finally regained his footing with great difficulty, he was so shocked that his face was ghastly pale, and his face was covered in cold sweat.
The old man sighed. His meaning was clear: "Is this all you've got?" He waved his vine in the air, and another sword energy wrapped around Nangong Xue from the side.
Nangong Xue's body swayed unconsciously as she was forced to the side of the cliff by the rattan vines. She slammed hard into the stone wall. His shoulder was sore and painful, his head was buried deep in his neck, his heart was grieved and ashamed. He thought, "In the end he was right. No matter how sharp the sword is, if the swordsman is mediocre, he will only spoil the weapon. That's right … I'm not worthy of this sword. "
The old man sighed again and stopped the rattan on the ground. Nangong Xue even said that he was old and weak and couldn't take it anymore, so he had to rest for a while. But in the next moment, she saw cracks spreading towards the place where she was standing, and rocks flew everywhere. This move seemed to have come directly from the ground.
Not only did Nangong Xue forget to counterattack, even if she had concentrated all her attention, she wouldn't have been able to counterattack. She was in the eye of the storm, and this kind of mountain-toppling, earth-shattering attack could sweep everything in the formation into the ground in the blink of an eye and turn them into ashes.
Xuan Shuang, who had been watching the battle from the side, suddenly leaped up and slashed the ground with his sword. Strangely enough, the originally fierce attack disappeared as soon as it touched the edge of his sword. Finally, Xuan Shuang raised his sword, and the crumbling rocks changed direction and went straight towards the old man. Xuan Shuang coldly humphed and said, "It's just a small trick, no big deal. You go in first, I'll fight with this senior. "
Normally, Nangong Xue wouldn't put anyone else in danger. But compared to Li Yijie, none of this was important. She only nodded and said, "Okay, then you be careful!" Then she went around him and rushed into the cave.
If the old man wanted to stop her, it wouldn't have been difficult. But for some reason, he actually let her pass. He sighed and said, "You want to help her, but you don't know that you might end up harming her." Xuan Shuang humphed and said, "You don't have to worry about that, do you?"
The old man smiled faintly and said, "Good, as expected, the new generation excels the old. Little friend, looking at your martial arts and aura, you are outstanding among the younger generation. Presumably, you are also a well-known figure. Before this old man fights, I have a rule. You must first tell me your name. "
Xuan Shuang got into a fighting stance and bowed half-respectfully. He said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "Junior Ling Shuangjin wishes to seek guidance from senior."
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Li Yijie suppressed the thousands of thoughts in his heart and clenched his fists. His entire body was flushed red. From time to time, he could even hear the crackling sounds of his bones. His blood vessels bulged under his skin and pulsed continuously. Finally, as if his skin was about to burst, blood spurted out from his ten fingers, soles of his feet, chest, and back at the same time, splattering all over the hall.
The blood pool seemed to have sensed the smell of blood and immediately surged uneasily. At the same time, it set off a wave of heat. Li Yijie opened his arms and stood in the wind, as if he had become one with the heavens and earth. His blood flowed out of his body at an even faster speed. How do you feel at this moment? Do you regret it? Thinking about how short life is and how it can't be controlled. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He couldn't help but smile at the senior official.
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Nangong Xue rushed into the cave and heard a series of crackling sounds. A group of black bats flew out from the cave. Nangong Xue screamed and raised her arms to protect her face. It took a while for the bats to disperse. Nangong Xue felt so wronged that she wanted to cry. Tears welled up in her eyes and she immediately reminded herself, "I'm so useless. How can I save senior apprentice-brother?" She composed herself and rushed forward again.
The arrow shaft's mechanism was activated and arrows shot at her one after another. Nangong Xue's coat was unbuttoned, so she took the opportunity to pull it down and cover her head, wrapping her body tightly. Unexpectedly, she didn't care about evading the arrows and continued to charge forward.
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Li Yijie felt the blood flowing out of his body and his life force rapidly draining away. His mind gradually went blank and his vision blurred. Scenes of the past appeared in his mind.
He remembered going down the mountain with Nangong Xue and going through trials and tribulations in Jianghu together. Both of them experienced heartfelt feelings and were both deeply hurt. He muddleheadedly became the Chief of Wulin and a burden was placed on his shoulders. He met Shen Shiyun again in the palace. He knew that he was insignificant but still threw away all his responsibilities and stayed to accompany him. He led people to destroy the Devil Cult but didn't forget to secretly watch over Nangong Xue on the way and competed with An Yesun for her affections. He went through hardships with his junior apprentice-sister in the underground palace of the ancient tomb. Nangong Xue left in a fit of anger when they quarreled in the cave. He met Xia Shengxun again in Yuan Yi's mansion. They met each other but didn't acknowledge each other. He was only worried that he would lose her forever. He tested her again and again and was disappointed again and again. He cried in sorrow again and again. He hugged her in the mansion and solemnly promised her, "No matter if you are Nangong Xue or Xia Shengxun, you will always be the woman I love the most." The unforeseen event on the eve of their wedding. Nangong Xue tearfully said goodbye to him in front of Lu Qian's corpse. After this year, the two of them had missed too much and couldn't go back to the past. He remembered his passionate kiss with Nangong Xue. She would never have thought that this would be the happiest moment of her life, but also the most difficult moment. The last scene was when he placed the teacup by her side. "Heartless Powder. When you drink this cup of water, we will end our relationship in this life. " When he turned around, tears flowed from the bottom of his heart. His face was expressionless, but his heart was broken.
Thinking about it, Xueer should have already forgotten about him. In the future, he would still have a new life and a new lover to keep him company. And the two of them, who were once the most deeply entangled, would eventually become strangers. Today, even though he was destined to die, he didn't hate or resent the arrangement of the heavens. He only hoped that his departure wouldn't cover her sky with dark clouds. That would be enough for him to smile and close his eyes.
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Nangong Xue repeatedly jumped between the stone slabs of the Raging Flame Pool. She didn't care that the rising fireballs burned her clothes and charred parts of her face. Every strand of her hair stood on end. In her heart, she repeatedly said, "Shixiong, I beg you. You … please don't let anything happen to you!"
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Li Yijie fell to the ground. Using only his arms, he crawled step by step to the front of the blood pool. In order to prevent himself from being unable to get up after his blood ran dry, he first climbed to the edge of the blood pool and sat on it. He raised his head to look at the dusky ceiling. His consciousness gradually dissipated. Relying on the clear and scattered line of sight, he finally closed his eyes and said to himself, "That's it. That's … that's it." With a splash, a pool of water splashed on the surface of the pool. A human figure fell from the edge of the pool and floated on the surface of the pool like an ownerless corpse.
As soon as Li Yijie entered the blood pool, he seemed to regain some of his strength. Clenching his fists, he tried to mobilize the remaining trace of vital energy in his body. A layer of air surged around him. The blood in the pool was suddenly attracted by an external force and immediately gathered towards him from all directions. Streaks of bright red liquid flowed through the wounds on his body and gradually poured into his body. Streaks of strange red threads surged between his blood vessels.
At this moment, a voice suddenly called out in front of the door, "Shixiong!" The voice was heart-wrenching, as if Meng Jiangnu had collapsed the Great Wall with her tears. It caused the plants to wail and those who heard it to shed tears. A wave of sorrow that seemed capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas suddenly surged towards Li Yijie, and it was stuck in his chest as if a large rock with distinct edges and corners was stuck there.
He immediately sat up and looked at the small figure leaning against the wall in front of the door. That was the person who had lingered in his heart for thousands, tens of thousands of times. Even if he became a demon that could not be tolerated in this world and fell into the abyss of hell, he would never forget that person. He muttered, "Xueer, you … why are you here? Am I dreaming? "
With tears in her eyes, Nangong Xue came forward and stood in front of the blood pool. She stretched out a hand and said, "Shixiong, come back with me." Li Yijie's mind was blank and he did not know where he was. He numbly raised his hand and held her hand. Then they stepped out of the blood pool. With a tear on her cheek, Nangong Xue repeated softly, "Come back with me."
As soon as Li Yijie stepped out of the blood pool, the strange surge that had enveloped his body immediately receded. His mind, which had been in a daze, became clear again. He fiercely shook off Nangong Xue's hand and said fiercely, "What do you mean go back with me? I can't go back! The Blood Changing Ceremony is already halfway done. I can't give up halfway! I'm destined to sacrifice my life for the Wulin world, no matter what kind of reputation I leave behind! This is my destiny, my final destination! Get out of here, right now! "
Nangong Xue's tears were about to fall. She choked back her sobs and said bitterly, "Shixiong, you're so cruel. Not only did you abandon me without a word, you even want to erase all my memories? Our memories are engraved in our bones and hearts. How can a bottle of medicine erase them? You owe me an explanation for all those things. Now I won't pursue it any further. As long as you come back with me, we'll pretend that none of this happened and continue to live happily. "
Li Yijie shook off her hand and forced himself to harden his heart. He said, "Explanation? I have nothing to explain! On the contrary, shouldn't you tell me why you're here? Ha, I don't need you to tell me, I know! Xuan Shuang, that stinky brat, I should have known that he's unreliable! "Nangong Xue said," Don't blame him. I forced him to say it. At that time … it was indeed you two who worked together. "Her voice was trembling slightly.
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