Heaven is fearless

As the young man's voice fell, the surging rain under the sky crashed to the ground, like a sea tide rolling over, pouring into the world aggressively, the white mist mixed with the raindrops flooded the sight, and only the terrifying roar of the rainstorm was left in the ears .

The clothes on Tu Zhao's body were drenched in an instant. He lowered his head and wiped away the hair stuck in front of his eyes, and smiled emotionlessly at several people with different expressions in the ancestral hall—even though he couldn't see them through the rain curtain. Opposite, but he knew that the person opposite could see him clearly.

The Great Elder's expression fluctuated, and finally stayed at the peace at the beginning. He opened his mouth, and his voice, wrapped in aura, was neither high nor low, but pierced through the noisy and boiling rainstorm, and it was delivered directly to Tu Zhao's ear: " You are still young and don’t understand, go back and think about it, and you will come here later.”

Tu Zhao didn't react to his decisive conclusion, didn't even raise his eyelids, wiped off the rain on his face, turned his head and walked towards the way he came from.

There was a servant leading the way when he came, and he was alone when he went back. Tu Zhao didn't care about this at all, and even heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

He would rather be the same as before, he was still the one who was ignored and ignored, and he didn't want them to use him as A Ying's substitute.

That was disgusting and humiliating.

The sudden rain in summer hits the leaves and flowers, making a crackling sound. The rain between the sky and the earth forms a line, and the splashes at the feet are several inches high. Tu Zhao rubs against the roots of the trees and walks forward. The green shade above his head splashed water on his head from time to time because it was tilted by the rain, but he had no intention of going out.

For a moment, it seemed that he was the only one left in the empty house, and he was the only lonely soul walking in the sky and the earth.

In the past ten years, he has been coming here like this. The time that Ah Ying can come to accompany him is very small. Most of the day and night, he lives alone like this, eats alone, and eats alone. Sleeping, a person staggers on the mountain road carrying water, the water splashed from the bucket meanders all the way, splashing on the feet of shoes and trousers is as wet as today's rain.

The Great Elder was right, he was alone from the beginning to the end, except for this body walking in the rain and the soul lingering in the body, he had nothing.

The majestic sound of the rain rang out magnificently, but Tu Zhao didn't seem to hear anything, just walked on his own way with his eyes downcast.

His world is lonely and quiet, only his own voice is always echoing softly.

"Why don't you open an umbrella?"

There was a voice that pierced the thick loneliness that surrounded him.

Tu Zhao shook his head, wiped the water marks on his face with his hand, and looked up at the person in front of him.

The fairy robes in white are dragging to the floor, and a loose robe is loosely draped on the outside. It is still as clean as snow, with delicate and heavy patterned placket rolled on the edge, and long hair casually draped over the shoulders. His brows and eyes are peaceful, contrary to his usual dignified and almost serious appearance, he looks at this moment...

Leisurely and casual, there is a chic and unrestrained aesthetic feeling.

Sword Fairy.

The word suddenly popped up in Tu Zhao's mind, as if he had glimpsed the unknown appearance of the immortal from under layers of snow-white brocade clothes and crowns of glory.

Ming Xiao was surrounded by a faint protective aura, and when the rain fell on him, he was pushed away silently, and his robe fell to the ground, still clean and tidy, as if walking in a palace made of ice and snow.

Ming Xiao raised his finger, and lightly tapped on Tu Zhao's forehead, the cold fingers split apart as soon as he touched it, and a layer of faint silver-blue light appeared around Tu Zhao's body, blocking out all the rain.

"Let's go back."

The ice-like sword master didn't ask him why he walked alone in the heavy rain, nor did he ask him what he was doing, but only gave him light instructions.

Tu Zhao blinked hard, showing a normal smile: "Yes, Master."

Ming Xiao looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly frowned, his face was as if the spirit of mountains and rivers on the snowy ridge was born with essence, there was a natural coldness when he didn't speak, and this feeling of alienation and indifference when he frowned It was even more serious, with the usual arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes that had been in a high position for a long time, to a certain extent, he was somewhat terrifyingly similar to the Lord of the Demon Realm.

Tu Zhao subconsciously closed his mouth and looked at him blankly, not understanding what he said wrong.

The immortal in white looked at him for a long time, then sighed softly, stretched out his hand to brush over his head, the chilling spiritual power filled Tu Zhao's body, condensed the rainwater into thin ice, and then shattered into nothingness in the next second .

The clothes and hair were fluffy and dry again, Tu Zhao still didn't react in a daze, Ming Xiao's wide sleeves were still wrapped around his head, covering the cold light of the white mist between the sky and the earth.

Tu Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he involuntarily closed his eyes in the quiet darkness.

"My lord's spiritual power belongs to water, so it's not suitable for driving out the cold. I'll find you some spiritual charms and pearls when you go back, and you can wear them on your body. After returning to the sect in a few days, after opening your veins, you can practice simple spiritual techniques. The rain-dispelling formula is just one of the easiest spiritual formulas in daily life, and it is not difficult to learn. In the future, when your cultivation base is high enough, you will be able to use spiritual power to shield external objects without having to formulate the formula..."

Ming Xiao's voice was unhurried, probably he had never uttered such a long sentence in one breath, and he was at a loss for words when he was talking, and it took a while to pick up, and the words did not match the words, obviously racking his brains temporarily Thinking about it, there are some things that should not even be said to a disciple who has not entered the sect. Even Tu Zhao was aware of it, but Ming Xiao unconsciously said it clearly.

"...In the sect, the elders have different personalities. If you don't want to talk to them, you don't have to talk to them. You can go to the library often. The elder guarding the tower there is my younger sister. She is the most protective. What are you not sure about? Go ask her, I will make up for you in the future..."

How could the high-ranking immortal have ever been so earnest, his brows could not help but frown slightly, obviously unable to think of what to say, but he still tried his best to dig out his memory and try to speak.

Has anyone ever seen such a sword fairy in the sky?

Tu Zhao looked at him, suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, and showed an ugly smile under the sleeves dyed with cold fragrance.

Ming Xiao stopped talking, looked at Tu Zhao through his sleeves for a while, said nothing more, put down his hands, and said softly: "In the future, you can laugh as much as you want, cry as much as you want, you don't need to force yourself, under Kunlun, No one can take my sword yet."

The two sentences he said before and after were somewhat wrong, but Tu Zhao understood his meaning strangely.

The Sword Immortal who protects all beings on the top of Kunlun Mountain casts his eyes on him completely from the mountains and rivers in the world.

The noise of the rain suddenly rushed into that lonely world. Yuyu's lonely soul raised his head and saw the bright stars and moon outside the boundless sky, the bright and clean Milky Way, and the celestial being who was quietly staring at him.

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The city made of black stone and white bones had a gate like a huge mouth, and Tu Ying wrapped herself tightly in a cloak from top to bottom, and scraped off all the spirit stones on her body before being put into the city.

This city called "Dan City" has a rough style. From the houses to the city walls, there is a sense of roughness and meaninglessness with tenacious vitality. There are terrible claw marks on the black boulders that make up the city walls, as if born from the ground by giant beasts. It was dug out and piled up, and the edge seams were not perfectly connected, and they were completely smoothed by wind and sand.

Tu Ying didn't look at the boulders much, because the guards with twisted bone horns on his head were paying attention to him, Tu Ying averted his gaze, and soon followed the flow of people away from the city gate.

Similar to the cities in the world, the cities in the Demon Realm also have similar squares and cities, but they lack the orderly rules.

Countless monsters of strange shapes walked on the road, and from time to time, due to various reasons, battles broke out. The flesh and blood of the stumped limbs were scattered everywhere with the bite of sharp claws and teeth. The walking demons seemed to have never been seen. They will avoid this chaotic place, and the lowly monsters will show greedy eyes, and make strange and sharp laughter when the flesh and blood fly out, grab these things and stuff them into their mouths, sucking the magic energy inside.

Cannibalism is a common occurrence for low-level monsters that do not have a human form. The demons in the Demon Realm are just a general concept, including those ugly native monsters in the Demon Realm, as well as the demon cultivators who have fallen from humans. , monsters increase their strength by devouring each other, and the demon cultivator will maintain a little bit of human bottom line.

Tu Ying carefully avoided this monster-filled space, and walked into a wine shop with her head down.

Wine shops and brothels can be seen everywhere in the city, and the cloth covers outside are ostentatious. Many of them are just randomly picked up with an unknown bone, and the demons accept it well.

Tu Ying picked the most orderly wine shop and walked in, and sat down at the remotest table.

He had nothing in his pocket, and he didn't want anything. The proprietress behind the counter had a complete human appearance, she looked like a magician, she didn't look at him, as if she didn't mind at all that someone came into her shop who simply came to rest on the table.

Unlike other restaurants where monsters and monsters are mixed, this restaurant is full of monsters—at least it looks like they are all in human form.

After Tuying sat for a while, he heard a few tables of demons talking about the breaking of the seal with great interest.

"After staying in this ghostly place for so long, I can finally go out. I heard that the beauties and wine in the world are extraordinary, and the floor is full of mortals with crisp bones and fragrant flesh. Chiliu..." He said, and there was a gleam in his eyes. With that green and greedy look, a long and slippery tongue like a lizard message spit out from its mouth unconsciously, opening a little crack in the human skin.

"I heard that Your Majesty has already gone out and had a fight with that person." The Demon Race next to him answered, as if he was jealous of someone, and with a cautious attitude for the Demon Race, he used "that people" instead.

"Who wins who wins?" Immediately, a demon came over to ask.

"Need to say? Of course His Majesty won!" The well-informed demon excitedly squeezed the skull-shaped wine glass tightly, his dry face tightened and flattened out of joy, "Your Majesty not only won him , and snatched back a human brat, I heard that the brat was originally that person's apprentice——didn't he lose so badly?"

Tu Ying suddenly realized who they were talking about, and couldn't help but tense her back.

"Hahahahahaha that's exactly the case! It's just a mere sword cultivator, how can it compare to the strength of the Supreme Master, the best in the world of self-cultivation!"

"He should lie at the feet of the lord and serve as a human stool for the lord!" The monster who hadn't learned how to transform himself excitedly said, "I heard that the man looks good, if he can be captured—"

Halfway through his words, the entire lobby fell silent.

All the demons looked at him with weird eyes. They couldn't tell what the eyes meant, with a little fear and awe, looking at him like they were looking at some heroic warrior.

The monster's voice stopped abruptly, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong, but his walnut-sized brain couldn't figure out what was wrong, and his protruding eyes rolled around.

The demon clan closest to him couldn't bear it, and reminded him: "He and His Majesty are twin brothers."

Twin brothers, aren't they people who look exactly the same?

The monster realized something belatedly, opened its mouth and let out an "ah", wanting to say something, the voice in its throat was stuck for a short while, and it became a "ho ho" breath, mixed with the swelling of blood bubbles There was another cracking sound, the head with staring eyes separated from the neck and flew into the air, the blood in the cavity splashed several feet high.

The round head rolled down to the ground with a thud, turned twice, and got stuck head-down by a gap in a wooden plank.

There was a dead silence in the wine shop, only the undrained blood was gushing out.

A foot wearing black cloud brocade rusty gold silk boots stepped in unhurriedly, and the cloud gauze satin brocade clothing that was lifted up was like a river of clouds. It is not exquisite, and there is no place that is not gorgeous. It is gorgeous and rich like an emperor in the world. The long pendulum dragging on the ground makes a slight rustling sound.

The visitor raised his face, and the long hair hanging down to his waist casually draped over his shoulders, like a black brocade, with a dark and sour light, and under the hair revealed a noble and arrogant handsome face, like a tyrant When he arrived, there was a cold light in his eyes: "What were you talking about just now?"