Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

After the fresh rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn.

September is the turn of summer and autumn.

There was just a lingering mountain rain last night, and today the rain has cleared up.The green grass and green trees of Xuyun Sifeng are still growing vigorously towards the white clouds in the sky, but there is already a hint of coolness coming quietly, and the clouds and mist lingering around the peak also seem more ethereal.

It was slightly cold in the morning.On the three pitch-black iron chains that everyone in the Xuyun sect is familiar with, there are countless mellow dewdrops condensed all over.

There is a young man in civilian clothes who is as light as a swallow, and his feet are on iron chains.With the sound of clattering, dew splashed and fell.

The Xuyun four peaks are respected by the main peak in the middle, and the scenery is also the most beautiful and magnificent. The suzerain and the three true disciples who are most beloved by the suzerain all opened caves here.A large array of Qiankun Guiyuan enveloped the entire mountain from top to bottom, and monks below the Yuanying stage could not fly into the air with their swords.

There are only three long cables made of fine iron for disciples to travel between the main peak and the other three peaks.

However, the iron chain is hanging in the air, and there is no way to control the sword here. Once you stumble and fall down the cliff, you will end up with no bones left.

Therefore, if nothing serious happened, usually very few disciples would dare to climb these cold, dark guys.

The cloth shoes rattled, and Shen Xiaojiang concentrated on feeling where his feet landed, his pretty face was full of seriousness.

Shen Xiaojiang, 14 years old, one of the thousands of registered disciples of Xuyun Sect's outer sect.The spiritual root is extremely poor, and the comprehension is mediocre. With diligence and steadfastness, he has cultivated to the third level of entraining Qi.With the addition of a light exercise "Wuhen Jue", this has some capital for stepping on the iron rope.

The mountain wind blows, and the corners of the clothes flip.

Shen Xiaojiang raised his head as if aware of it, looked up from his feet, and let out a "huh" in surprise.

At some point, a young man in white stood opposite the iron chain.

The young man was slender, with a clear and bony figure, with his head slightly raised as if he was looking at the sky, and there was an air of immortality all over his body.

He was dressed in loose white clothes, and a soft velvet fur like snowballs. The tassels on the silver rope hung down, shining brilliantly against the sunlight shining through the clouds.

Shen Xiaojiang stared blankly, and his steps were chaotic.

The iron chain rattled and rattled.He lost his balance, and his arms fluttered with a pale face, "Oh, it's over...Ahhh!?"

Suddenly, a light and pleasant voice came from nowhere:

"Loosen the muscles and bones, let the air sink to the bottom; move in good times, move as if there is no trace. Like catkins riding the wind, but not broken when encountering hurricanes; like duckweed drifting, not sinking when encountering waves..."

The few words read here are the core essence of "Wuhen Jue", and that voice seems to have a kind of wonderful power, which penetrates into the bottom of my heart like a cool spring.Before Shen Xiaojiang's brain could react, his body was already doing the same, and his feet miraculously regained stability.He looked up gratefully, but suddenly froze.

The young man in white robe opposite the iron chain turned around, revealing his face that was obscured in the morning light.

I saw that the eyebrows and eyes and the loosely tied long hair were elegant and dark, and the clothes and skin were as clean as snow, and the only color fell on the light red soft lips, which was an extraordinary appearance.

It's like a small brush with a wolf's hair finely draws out half a roll of ink and blue on the rice paper, and the smudges are amazing, which is the only beauty Shen Xiaojiang has seen in his life.

The white-robed young man smiled half-smile, with his hands behind his back: "Are you a child from the outer sect? What are you doing at the main peak?"

Shen Xiaojiang woke up from the momentary trance, and quickly cupped his fists in salute: "Shen Xiaojiang, an outer sect disciple of Xia Xuyun, today is the day of the sect exam, and as usual, I have the courage to invite a few senior brothers and sisters to give advice. Please introduce this little fairy!"

The white-robed boy asked interestingly: "Do you know which of your senior brothers and sisters lives on the main peak?"

Shen Xiaojiang said: "Yes...it's Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother and Junior Senior Sister!" His face flushed slightly, "Disciple, disciple wants to see Senior Brother Lin..."

"Oh," the white-robed boy's eyes deepened into a smile, "Is this the meaning of all the disciples in this year's sect trial, or is it your selfishness?"

Shen Xiaojiang clenched his fists violently, and said with bright eyes: "Of course it's everyone's intention! Our Xuyun Sect of Xuyun Peak, from the cultivation disciples down to the cleaners, who doesn't admire the elder brother!"

When he said this, he puffed out his chest and was extremely confident.

He's not talking nonsense, you know, "Senior brother is peerless, unparalleled in the Three Realms" - this is the first unwritten iron rule of Xuyun Sifeng.

When it comes to the deeds of Elder Brother Lin Ling Qinglin, even everyone in Xuyun gathered around and bragged for three days and three nights and couldn't finish bragging.

Xuyun's sect trial is only held every five years.Shen Xiaojiang waited for the stars and the moon for a long time, not for the opportunity to enter the inner sect and climb the fairy road - he knew that his spiritual roots were mixed and he could not become a weapon - what he wanted was to see the demeanor of the elder brother with his own eyes, Then there will be no regrets in this life.

"..."

At the other end of the long iron chain, Lin Chengqing stared at the child, secretly amused.

After laughing, he felt a little melancholy again.

Fortunately, the last forbidden technique performed in the previous life was successful.

After getting rid of the old body that was tortured day and night by the backlash of yin qi, getting rid of the past life that was full of scars and people's lives, after going back more than a hundred years with the power of Xuyun's spiritual veins, everything yesterday seemed like a big dream.

... At this time, he seems to be still young, and he is still the little fairy in white clothes who is carefree and carefree on Taiqing Island, and is the "Senior Brother Lin" who is doted on by Xu Yunzong from top to bottom.

And the outer sect is even more crazy, the disciples there are almost all children who are fascinated by "Brother Lin" - the one in front of him is actually quite normal, no wonder.

Lin Lingqing thought to himself: It's just that I was a little dazed, and I couldn't even guess my own identity.

Just thinking about how to tease this little guy again, suddenly his mind moved slightly.He felt that the aura of the surrounding world seemed to have changed strangely.

The next moment, a burst of energy exploded on the main peak and shot straight into the sky!

The incident happened without warning, and the three pitch-black iron cables shook violently.This time Shen Xiaojiang didn't even have the time to thump, he was about to fall down with a scream.

Lin Lingqing slipped forward silently, stretched out his hand to grab him, and lifted the child by the back of his clothes to bring him back.

The iron chain hung in the air and swayed, and the mist drifted away.

Shen Xiaojiang woke up like a dream: "Many, thank you Xiaoxianjun for saving me!"

Lin Lingqing smiled and shook her head.

It was getting dark all around.

The sky was still clear just now, but in the blink of an eye, black clouds began to gather on the top of Xuyun Peak, and the fluctuation of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth became more and more chaotic.

Shen Xiaojiang raised his head and said in surprise: "It's Lei Jie Tianyun! What's going on, someone on the main peak wants to break through!?"

Lin Lingqing's expression was soft: "A Yuan has left the customs."

Shen Xiaojiang was stunned: "Who?"

Lin Lingqing said: "Fang Zhiyuan, your second brother Fang. This is the robbery cloud of the Golden Core cultivator. He is about to break through and enter the Golden Core stage."

"..."

Shen Xiaojiang's face suddenly turned green as if seeing a ghost in the daytime, "Fang...Second Senior Brother Fang!?"

Help, he doesn't want to watch Second Senior Brother Fang cross the catastrophe!God knows if a thunder will fall on his head later!

After all, the second rule of Xuyun Sifeng's "iron law" has a saying: Second senior brother Fang Zhiyuan has a bad temper, don't try to provoke this god, unless you are tired of life.

But in an instant, the thundercloud on the zenith had already formed, covering the mountain peak darkly.It was dark all around.

Shen Xiaojiang had never seen a monk crossing the catastrophe with his own eyes, and with the iron chain hanging under his feet, he broke out in cold sweat, and unconsciously grabbed Lin Lingqing's sleeve.

The next moment, he only heard a loud bang in his ears!

Shen Xiaojiang followed the prestige in astonishment, his eyeballs and chin almost fell off at the same time.

Not thunder.

Rather... the mountain collapsed.

On the main peak, a young man walked coldly through the rolling stones to the edge of the cliff, holding a long black knife in his hand.A head of messy hair was casually tied behind his head, and his figure was slender and straight wrapped in a black shirt, the corners of which were flapping in the wind.

Just now he swung the knife for the first time.

As a result, a small corner of the cliff collapsed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Xiaojiang's calf twitched, "Mother..."

Immediately afterwards, the boy in black took a step forward, weighed the long knife in his hand, raised his arms high again, and chopped down obliquely from top to bottom.

The first cut was just a test knife.

The second knife faced the sky and cut towards Leiyun.

——The saber intent was extremely fierce, and the energy like rainbow and flame directly hit Jieyun.

With a bang, it exploded like a raging fire!

The black clouds were sizzling and misty, showing signs of being torn apart.The electric snakes scurry around, and the golden light flashes rapidly, piercing so hard that people can't open their eyes.

The young man holding the knife was shrouded in thunder, and his posture was blatant and fearless.He held the saber in front of his chest with both hands, and his momentum was rising steadily.

A black cloud rolled over the head, and suddenly flashed.

Shen Xiaojiang couldn't help shouting: "Thunder is about to fall!"

Thunder fell.

The boy's third knife has been released.

Where the knife light passed, the lightning was torn into two halves, crackling in the dark void.

But the saber intent was not exhausted, and he went straight up to the sky and chopped on the Jieyun, and a split suddenly split in the middle of the dense black cloud!

The crack opened wider and wider in the blink of an eye, and the entire dark cloud was divided into two halves, with light pouring down from it.After a while, Jieyun gradually dissipated.

Lin Lingqing boasted calmly, "Good knife."

"..."

Shen Xiaojiang opened his mouth blankly.

He pinched his cheek and bared his teeth in pain, only to realize that it was not a dream.

Shen Xiaojiang's mind is messed up, he just feels that his knowledge of cultivating immortals accumulated over the years has been subverted.

It turns out...it turns out that monks can survive the tribulation like this?As soon as a thunderbolt fell, Jieyun was split into pieces! ?

It is said that Second Senior Brother Fang is a demon... Sure enough! !

And the little fairy in white robe beside him suddenly leaned forward and called out: "Zhiyuan."

For some reason, the young man in black shirt and black knife trembled slightly when he heard the sound, and suddenly looked up——

I saw the deep and cold brows and eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips pursed into a sharp and cool line.Although the person is very handsome, his temperament is full of coldness and cruelty that should not be approached by strangers, just like a blade that doesn't care and goes on a rampage.

Fang Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at the two people above the sky in the distance, his two thin lips touched up and down, and said two words in a hoarse and low voice: "Let go."

let go?Let go of your hands.

Shen Xiaojiang was in a daze, not knowing why.Suddenly the person beside him coughed lightly, and he realized that he was still holding on to the sleeve of this little fairy.

This is because Lin Lingqing's figure is too soft and beautiful, and his speech and attitude are very gentle, without any pretensions or power.

In fact, Shen Xiaojiang had never really met "Senior Brother Lin", so he preconceived in his mind as a beautiful boy who served the suzerain and senior brothers and sisters on the main peak, or a fairy grass that transformed into a mountain guardian.At this time, he quickly called out "disciple is rude", and belatedly let go.

But this kid was so frightened by Lei Jie and Fang Zhiyuan's few knives that his legs went limp, and when he let go, he fell forward involuntarily...

With a thud, it crashed into Lin Lingqing's arms.

"..."

The author has something to say: Fang Zhiyuan: (sneering) Little brat, you take pills.