Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

In the eyes of the disciples of the Hua family, the Patriarch Hua Zhaoting hasn't moved his sword for a long time.

After the fall of the fairy capital, those who were closest to ascending in the fairy gate became the supreme beings in the world, unrivaled.

Although these demons have been rampant over the years, they have become more and more rampant.But every time the demon is suppressed, it is the strength of the sect, and there are very few situations that really require Hua Zhaoting to seriously use the sword.

The last time was a long, long time ago in Jiaming Field.The Hua family and the people from Zhaoye City met on a narrow road.The black bodhisattva didn't know what disaster he wanted to do for the city lord Wu Xingxue, but was stopped by Hua Zhaoting with a sword.

Hua Zhaoting entered Taoism with a sword, although he usually speaks politely and courteously, but that is just the temperament cultivated because he sat in the position of Patriarch for too long and dealt with sect affairs all day long.

Anyone who has seen his moves know that his swordsmanship naturally carries a kind of domineering desire and piercing into the sky.

Among those who had almost ascended, he might not be the most powerful, but he was indeed extremely difficult to mess with.

But at this time, the moment the golden sword light came through the clouds, all the disciples of the Hua family heard the long sound of Jinshi, which resounded throughout the Peach Blossom Island——

Huazhaoting has drawn a sword!

The disciples' blood boiled instantly.

Those who lived in Jiaming Field back then can still remember the astonishing talent and aura of the Patriarch's long sword after it was unsheathed.

How lucky to see you again now.

As a result, nearly a thousand disciples of the Hua family turned their wrists, and the thousands of flying swords they sacrificed were instantly redirected!Along with Hua Zhaoting, the tip of the sword was aimed at the golden sword that fell from the sky.

As a result, as soon as the flying sword was released, the faces of the disciples suddenly changed!

Because they saw Hua Zhaoting's sword.

The clear sword energy surrounding the blade was gone, replaced by spider web-like red threads, covering the entire body of the sword from the hilt all the way down.Those who are close can still smell a fishy and sweet smell on the sword.

The moment he drew his sword, the skins, heads, and remnants of demons all stirred up in the courtyard.

wrong!

Really wrong!

There is something wrong with this sword!

Everyone's hearts were turbulent, but then another thought flashed through them——

What if it wasn't the sword that was the problem?

What if...the Patriarch who led them to hunt down the demons that night didn't intend to pursue them, but was the same as those pilgrims' remains of demons and Mr. Yi Wusheng?

For the past 25 years, all the disciples in Taohuazhou have to go to the execution hall every morning and evening, lest someone be possessed by evil spirits and get mixed up in it.Even the elders of the punishment hall are no exception.

This order was issued by the head of the family, only two people have never been checked.One is a doctor who is in poor health and often retreats.The other one is the Patriarch Hua Zhaoting himself.

The disciples' scalps went numb!However, it was too late to think about taking any action at this time.They only had time to raise their faces—

I saw that the thousands of flying swords turned into powder before they got close to the golden light.In an instant, the smoke dissipated.

The whole body of the disciples trembled, as if they had been knocked to the heavens, and the fingers holding the scabbard went numb.

Hearing countless "dangcang" sounds, nearly a thousand people lost their magic weapons in an instant.

They could only keep their eyes wide open, watching the Patriarch Hua Zhaoting turn the blood sword, with the evil spirit swirling around, the sharp blade pointing upwards!The sword intent soared straight into the sky and collided fiercely with that golden light.

Clang——

The sharp sound of gold and stone striking each other resounded!

For a moment, the brilliance was dazzling, and everyone was shaken to close their eyes, and then they heard some kind of clanging.

They struggled to open their eyes, and saw that the giant golden sword was pressing against Hua Zhaoting's sword tip, pressing down brazenly, and the momentum and strength of the straight thrust remained undiminished.

Hua Zhaoting was startled!

He never expected that there would be a sword that he couldn't block, and his expression immediately became extremely ugly.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered: This sword is far more than unstoppable.

Under the sharp edge of the golden light giant sword, his sword intent was useless, and the long sword also burst into cracks.All the way down the giant sword, his sword shattered all the way.

In the end, Hua Zhaoting let go of his hand abruptly, and the hilt of his sword fell to the ground.

He wedged the soles of his feet into the rocky ground and retreated a few feet, opening his mouth to spit out a stream of black blood.

With thousands of people present, no one expected such a result of head-to-head confrontation.They looked stunned, and their hearts were even more turbulent.

"Who is in the Qiwu courtyard?!"

To be precise, they should ask: "Who are those two guests who disappeared from the guest room in the middle of the night?"

Among that Mr. Cheng and his puppets, someone must be a demon in human skin, so that all the living and dead demons on Taohuazhou can be attracted to worship.

However, even the elder doctor Wusheng of the fourth hall and the patriarch Hua Zhaoting couldn't resist, who are those hideous demons?

If you think about it this way, the result is terrible.

The disciples unanimously recalled the rumors that had been running around early in the morning—the Canglang Northern Territory had collapsed, and the great devil Wu Xingxue who had been locked inside for 25 years might still be alive, or had even come out!

Everyone looked at each other, countless possibilities flew through their minds, and their faces turned pale.

But the next moment, they were dumbfounded again.

Because the golden light giant sword shattered Hua Zhaoting's sword, smashed into the ground brazenly, wedged deeply into the stone, buzzing and trembling with the aftermath.

When the golden light dissipated, the words on the phantom of the giant sword clearly fell into everyone's eyes.

That is a "free" word.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone: "??????"

***

When everyone was in shock, Hua Zhaoting failed to fight back, turned around and turned into a black shadow, which instantly dispersed into the night.

He was so traumatized by the coercion that he almost instinctively went back to Jianhuatang where he lives.As soon as he appeared in the room, another golden sword shadow pierced his shoulders, and his whole body was nailed to the ground.

The sword energy was so sharp that it even swept the room into a mess.The tables and chairs were overturned, the bed collapsed, and several vases by the wall were also shattered.

Wu Xingxue and the others chased into the house, and what they saw was this scene.

"He—" Doctor Wu held the paper, strode to Hua Zhaoting's side, his fingers trembling.

Before touching the forehead and feeling the soul, I heard someone say: "I'm not dead."

He turned his head and saw Xiao Fuxuan walking in.

When the huge sword crashed down, Yi Wusheng was too far away to see the phantom clearly.But he was right next to Xiao Fuxuan himself, and just after shouting "absolutely no" hoarsely, he saw the word "free" on Xiao Fuxuan's scabbard.

So his word "ah" split the sound.

Later, he discovered that the piece of paper he was holding actually had a word "Free", just in the corner, like it was stamped with unstained red mud, and it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Holding the paper, he looked at the person who drew the sword in surprise, and asked for a while, "What's your surname?"

I don't know what's so funny about this, the "Mr. Cheng" next to him suddenly laughed.

The man holding the Fangzi sword glanced at Mr. Cheng, then looked at him expressionlessly, moved his lips and said, "Xiao."

Doctor Wusheng: "..."

Row.

In short, after the word "Xiao", the silenced Doctor Wu really kept silent until he chased Hua Zhaoting to Jianhua Tang and watched Hua Zhaoting fall to the ground.

It must be false to say that he is indifferent.

Yi Wusheng visited Hua's family at the age of 14, and met Hua Zhaoting, who was seventeen years old, and Hua Zhaotai, who was eleven years old. Since then, he has studied with the Hua family's brothers and sisters and has known each other for a hundred years. .

For ordinary people, a hundred years is more than a lifetime.

Back then in the Hua family disciple hall, he often went to bed late because he was fiddling with elixir. He dozed off with his head propped up while listening to his master's lecture on sword heart and kendo, and was woken up by the brothers and sisters in the back seat.

The feeling of waking up suddenly seemed like yesterday, but it was already a hundred years ago.

The girl who loves to laugh has been buried in the peach blossom forest for 25 years.Another person who hated rules the most when he was a teenager has become the biggest rule of the Hua family, and he is lying in front of him in a mess.His soul was devoured by evil spirits, and he felt pity with him.

So what he wants to know the most at this time is nothing else, but whether the person in front of him who doesn't know if there is any remnant soul is dead?

"I didn't kill him." Xiao Fuxuan said quietly, "I just suppressed that demon and couldn't turn the sky."

"Okay, okay." Dr. Yiwu nodded and repeated softly.

He was terrified, but his fingers still reached for Hua Zhaoting's forehead.Hua Zhaoting's condition was even worse than his, and there was hardly any movement of remnant souls.

***

Wu Xingxue stood aside and watched silently for a while.But Hua Zhaoting clenched his fingers on the ground, but his eyes were fixed on a certain place.

It is said that when people are in critical moments of life and death, they will always subconsciously reveal some secrets - they will look at places where things are hidden, and people who have something to say.

Even demons are no exception.

And the Huazhao Pavilion is now facing the flower vat that he has to stand and look at for a while every day.

There were a few special-grade dwarf peach blossoms in the flower tank, which were well taken care of. Even in the middle of winter, they didn't die, and the branches were still green.One even had new buds.

At this moment, the flower vat shattered, and the dwarf flower tree fell to the ground. The wet mud and the flower roots scattered all over the ground, revealing the sand and gravel under the mud.

This kind of peach blossom, how can there be any reason to use sand and stone to grow it?

Wu Xingxue thought for a moment, walked to the flower vat, picked up the hem of her robe and squatted down, fiddled with the wet mud and gravel several times with her fingers.

He scratched away a piece of broken pottery with his index finger and made a clang.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao Fuxuan's voice fell from the top of his head.

Wu Xingxue turned his head to look at him, then continued to turn over the sand and gravel, and said after a while: "Didn't you say you were looking for something earlier? What...someone took something and brought it back?"

He stood up, patted the sand on his hands, found a clean cloth towel on the wooden shelf to wipe his hands, and said: "I think he always stares at this place, so I can take a look for you."

Hearing these words, Yi Wusheng followed, holding the paper.

He flipped through the gravel with one hand a few times, his fingers froze suddenly, and then he moved eagerly.

I saw some strange sundries buried in the gravel of one of the flower vats - wooden hairpins, disciples' waist tags, portable headbands, or fish bags for the Hua family's order.

Many of them have different shapes, and they don't seem to belong to the same person when looking at new and old.It's like people from different backgrounds are buried here by Huazhaoting.

"Who are they?" Wu Xingxue glanced at the badge.

Yi Wusheng was stiff all over, and said after a while: "Disciple."

They are all the miscellaneous items that the disciples of the Hua family often carry with them, and they are often lost, so it is not surprising that they are gone.

Wu Xingxue suddenly remembered what the disciple who treated guests said before, that even if they went to the torture hall every morning and evening to avoid being possessed by evil spirits, some disciples would still die every month.

It seems... why those disciples died, now there is an answer.

But this is actually very contradictory.

He recalled the words he had heard in Chunban City before the Hua family.

It is said that the Hua family guards Jianghai alone and occupies Taohuazhou, but does not allow any common people to live there.It is said that the terrain of Taohuazhou is dangerous, and it is easy to be invaded by evil spirits. If the people go there, they are just open fish, and it is difficult to save their lives.

At that time, he also felt that since it was the largest sect in Chunban City with so many disciples, if the people were placed in a suitable position, they would not be completely unable to protect them.

It is really strange that other sects can do it, with the exception of Huajia.

Come to think of it now...

It's like Hua Zhaoting can't help eating his disciples every month on the one hand, but on the other hand he is afraid that the people will approach him.

Wu Xingxue was holding the age-old waist card in her hand, and was in a daze.

After a while, I heard Doctor Wu's low cry again.

I saw him pull out a flat cup with fine holes from another vase.He opened the cup and saw that it was full of pills.

I don't know how long Nadan has been buried in the vat, but there is still a touch of warmth and aura, which shows that it is well protected.

Doctor Wusheng's throat moved, and he said in a low voice, "Wumeng Pill..."

No wonder Huazhaoting is watering this flower jar every day, every day.It stands to reason that special peach blossoms cannot be taken care of like this.Unless he's subconsciously tending to something else that he finds useful.

That is Wumeng Dan...

Within a month of being recruited, he ate the Wumeng Pill that could save himself.

After he was possessed by the demon, how long did it take him to realize it?Did you also swallow the Wumeng Pill in large quantities like that?Have you tried struggling too?Did he wake up briefly when he ordered that no disciples be allowed to approach the Jianhua Hall?

That late at night, when I stumbled to find him, did he still have a remnant soul left?

The more the doctor thought about it, the colder he felt all over his body.

His finger was scratched by the flower vat, but it stopped bleeding, only a white cut, which looked a little scary.But he didn't care about it at all, and went to turn over the last flower vat.

This time, he found a box.

The moment the box was opened.

Xiao Fuxuan turned his head and looked over, because he smelled a trace of immortality.

He saw a round hole in the box, and inside the hole was clamped a very small bell, made of white jade, trimmed with silver wire.If I'm not mistaken, he knew the thing.

It's called Mengling.

Shaking nine times in different directions can give people a big dream.