Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Go to Xuanxianzong, Cangmiao Xianhu.

The lake is located in the deep mountains of Xianzong, and it is also the place where several spiritual veins meet.I saw the aura on the surface of the lake, which had already condensed into a hazy mist, making the lake even more ethereal and vast, like a fairyland, worthy of the name of Misty.

There is an ancient pavilion in the middle of the lake, and there are two people sitting in the pavilion.

A person with a slender figure, white clothes like snow, and long black hair loosely tied behind his back.Just looking at the back view, he is very indifferent and out of the world, but he also shows a bit of a weak willow supporting the wind, which is inexplicably pitiful.

This person's demeanor is already quite outstanding, but compared to the man sitting opposite him, it is like the difference between a firefly and a bright moon, which is instantly dimmed.

The man had his hair tied in a feather crown, his body was covered in a Chinese robe, and his face was extremely handsome, revealing an air of awe-inspiring dignity from the bottom of his bones.Under his sharp brows are a pair of long and narrow eyes, lazy and dangerous, just casually sweeping them will make people surrender and follow for no reason, falling into Ye Ziyi's eyes, they feel even more excited.

Ling Yuchen, the most outstanding disciple of Powang Sword Sect's generation.Ye Ziyi silently recited this name in his heart that remembered his past and present lives, and almost expressed all his affection, only asking for a caring look from that person.

Forced to suppress his thoughts, Ye Ziyi only showed indifference on his face, and said apologetically, "I don't know if Senior Brother Ling came to visit, and Ziyi's hospitality is not good, but please don't blame Senior Brother."

Ling Yuchen smiled and said, "It's okay, I came here rashly to bother Junior Brother."

Ye Ziyi heard the words, and she was happy in her heart.

What kind of person Ling Yuchen is, let alone his future achievements, but only his present, he is already a well-known Taoist wizard in the world of comprehension, and he is not far behind Ji Linchuan.It's just that the latter is favored by the innate Dao body, but Ling Yuchen has the blood that is closest to an immortal in the world.

Ling Yuchen was the only heir of the two sword immortals of the Powang Sword Sect who remained in the lower realm, with pure aura flowing in his blood, and his sword intent was natural.Looking around the world, he is the only genius monk who can rival Ji Linchuan.

Logically speaking, such two people should regard each other as lifelong respected rivals, or mutual admiring confidants, but Ye Ziyi, who has been reborn once, knows that Ling Yuchen has more than just such a simple mind...

But in this life, Ji Linchuan is dead, and the only person in this world who Ling Yuchen can look forward to with all his heart is Ye Ziyi!

Thinking of this, Ye Ziyi showed a smile on his face, and looked towards Ling Yuchen with a pair of clear eyes, looking at that handsome face with a little distraction.

Suddenly realizing that this move was inappropriate, Ye Ziyi hastily lowered his head to make tea, his chest was pounding like thunder, but the roots of his pink ears were slightly flushed, and he almost couldn't maintain his cold and indifferent appearance.

After the tea was poured, Ye Ziyi stretched out his slender wrist to pass the tea, while saying: "Brother is not far away, he must have never rested, why don't we drink a cup of tea first, and then discuss other matters."

"Junior brother has a heart." Ling Yuchen took a sip from his teacup, the rising heat blurred his too fierce face, and his expression was not clear.Putting down the teacup, he pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, I came here in a hurry this time, and I have something to ask."

Ye Ziyi hurriedly said: "Brother, just ask, Ziyi will know everything, and he will say everything."

"Then I will bother you, Junior Brother." Ling Yuchen's long and narrow eyes were lethargic, revealing a few traces of anxiety in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "When I left the customs a few days ago, I heard that something happened to Linchuan, and I was shocked. Junior Brother Can you tell me what happened at that time?"

Hearing this, Ye Ziyi's hand holding the teacup trembled suddenly, and the overwhelming jealousy had already been stirred up in his heart, making him uneasy.

Ye Ziyi has hated Ji Linchuan for a long time.

At that time, he had just entered Xianzong, because of his handsome appearance and shy temperament, he was cared for and loved by many brothers and sisters of the same sect.He was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he became more and more well-behaved and pleasant. In just a few months, he won the favor of everyone in the family.

However, when Ye Ziyi thought he was proud of himself, he met Ji Linchuan.

Dressed in white clothes, like a fairy coming to the dust.

Ye Ziyi's appearance was already extremely beautiful, even among the monks, but when he stood in front of that person, he instantly became a vulgar fan, just staring blankly at the white dress, lost speech.

That person's cold eyebrows seemed to be sculpted by the heavens, and there was no trace of flaws to be found. His flawless appearance was almost dazzling, but what was more attractive was the aloof temperament that was not stained by dust.

It seems to be the snow fluttering silently on the Lonely Snow Mountain, or the banished immortal descending from the nine heavens.

Ye Ziyi soon discovered that compared to Ji Linchuan, his so-called pampering was actually nothing.

The senior brothers and sisters who had taken good care of him before, whenever they saw Ji Linchuan, immediately forgot him and followed Ji Linchuan with respect and admiration in their eyes.

The master who often boasted of his practice speed, whenever he thought of Ji Linchuan, would always express unconcealable admiration and expectations, and often regret why he was not the one who took him as his apprentice.

Where Fanji Linchuan is located, all other disciples of the same generation can only be reduced to a foil.However, even though Ji Linchuan was indifferent and taciturn, he did his best to his disciples. Therefore, there were many people who were grateful and admired by him, but few people were jealous and disgusted.

Ye Ziyi is precisely the latter.

He hated Ji Linchuan's behavior so much, he seemed to love his peers, was amiable and respectable, but in fact he dismissed everyone from the bottom of his heart, it was extremely hypocritical!

And this kind of disgust reached its peak when he learned that the person he admired also fell in love with Mu Ji Linchuan.

Why do all the good things in the world go to Ji Linchuan?

He is not willing!

The obsession is concentrated in the bottom of my heart, and once I go crazy and my cultivation is destroyed, I just watch that person climb to the top and break through the boundary and soar, while I lose my lifespan and die, I am really full of resentment and resentment!

When he opened his eyes again, he was overjoyed to learn that he was reborn, and the most important thing was to get rid of Ji Linchuan.But he didn't expect that even if this person died in the Demon Realm as he wished, his ghost still haunts him to this day.

No one knows better than him that Ling Yuchen has been retreating to attack Yuan Ying for the past few years, and he just successfully broke through the test a few days ago.But when she was reborn, Ye Ziyi prepared a congratulatory gift early on, but Ling Yuchen came here in person, but it was still for the disaster of Ji Linchuan!

The Powang Sword Sect is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Shangxuan Xianzong. Even the Yuanying Stage Sword Cultivator is flying with his sword. If he wants to reach this place within two days, he will have to travel day and night without sleep.

From this it can be seen how anxious Ling Yuchen was, fearing that he didn't have a solid Nascent Soul cultivation base at all, so he rushed here in a hurry.And his performance, I am afraid that he has long been secretly in love with Ji Linchuan.

Ye Ziyi was very angry in his heart, but his face was full of sadness, and he said slowly and deeply: "...What Senior Brother Ling heard is true. Three years ago, Senior Brother Linchuan was attacked by a demon cultivator and fell into the demon realm with serious injuries .I hurried back to the sect to ask for help, but I was told that my brother... the soul lamp has been extinguished."

Seeing the unconcealable shock and pain flashing across Ling Yuchen's face, he felt sour and unbearably happy, and continued: "Master Sect Master didn't make this matter public, but we are waiting for you. We all know that senior brother Linchuan is afraid that the worst is going to happen...Ziyi also felt extremely uncomfortable, so he retreated for three years and practiced hard, hoping that one day he can avenge his senior brother."

Ling Yuchen's face was ugly, and he knocked on the stone table with the back of his hand, his handsome and stern face was full of anger, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Linchuan...how could..."

The long sword he placed beside him sensed the anger of his master and made a buzzing sound.Killing Sword wanted to break out of his body, but was forcibly suppressed by him.

After a while, Ling Yuchen took a deep breath, looked at Ye Ziyi and said, "Junior Brother, do you still remember the place where Linchuan disappeared?"

Ye Ziyi opened his eyes slightly, and slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves, pretending to be calm and said: "Of course I remember. It's just that Ziyi was puzzled, I don't know what the senior brother wants to ask about this?"

Ling Yuchen said, "I'm looking for him to come back."