After Shizun failed to deliver water [Transmigration Book]

The Xiaoyao Sword Formation is located on the barren hills in the north of Xianzong. From Qionghuayu to the sword formation, it almost crosses the entire Xianzong.

Luo Yunzhang's spiritual veins were damaged and he couldn't control his sword, so Qi Wuyou took him with his royal fan.

During the Xianmen Conference, there were monks from other sects everywhere in Xianzong, and there were many people who were used to practicing at night.

Along the way, Qi Wuyou not only had to avoid the barriers that could be seen everywhere, but also to avoid the sight of practitioners at night.

It took three sticks of incense to reach the foot of the barren mountain where the sword formation is located.

As soon as he got close, Qi Wuyou could feel a strong sword air flowing in front of him.

The sword energy is like weaving, and they are all trapped on the outskirts of the barren mountain. The sword wind is brought up by the running and collision. Looking from a distance, the whole barren mountain is filled with a misty wind.

It is said that it is a formation, but it is difficult for Qi Wuyou to see the origin and the goal of the formation.

In other words, there is no so-called "way to survive" in the sword array, but murderous intentions are everywhere.

I heard that the senior Xianzong who left the sword formation here back then trapped himself in the formation with the idea of ​​success or benevolence.

This not only prevents others from entering the battle to interfere with the practice, but also cuts off one's own way of retreat - either to ascend or die under one's own sword energy.

Judging from the results, that senior should have successfully ascended.

It is rumored that Xiaoyao Xianzong was established by the disciple of the senior sword cultivator back then with the back of this sword array.

Time has passed, and the power of the sword formation may have been slightly reduced, but it should not be underestimated. Without extraordinary skills, entering the formation is a word of "death".

Even Qiu Sanxian, who was young and vigorous, entered the Xiaoyao Sword Formation with one sword mang, and almost died in the sword formation.

Fortunately, he didn't go deep, and Fan Yizhen and Luo Jiujiang arrived in time, and the three were able to retreat unscathed.

The chaotic stone formation in Xianzong may have been left behind by Luo Jiujiang's inspiration from Xiaoyao Sword Formation.

In the original book, Luo Yunzhang was driven into the sword formation by the original owner, and was soon wounded by the sword qi and his life was hanging by a thread.

At the critical moment, Luo Jiujiang's consciousness left in the black wristband blocked the sword energy for Luo Yunzhang at the expense of himself, and escorted him to the only "mountain lake" in the barren mountain that was not disturbed by the sword energy. .

"Lake in the mountains" is where the senior sat on the ground and soared.

This lake is suspended in the middle of the mountain by spiritual energy, and the lake is filled with the corpses of demon cultivators that the senior beheaded and collected back then.

It is not accurate to say that it is a "corpse". These demon cultivators say that they are not dead, but they still have a trace of consciousness. They have been trapped here for thousands of years, full of hostility, and can only attack all the monks who are close to the lake in the mountains by instinct.

Luo Yunzhang entered the hollow under the lake, where he got the secret method and the free sword left by the senior swordsman, and also learned about his life experience from Luo Jiujiang's spiritual consciousness.

After reshaping the spirit veins, he fully mastered the free and easy swordsmanship learned from Luo Jiujiang, cut off all the corpses of the demon cultivators in the lake, and broke out of the formation.

But that was three years later. For Luo Yunzhang now, the sword energy leaked from the sword formation is enough for him to bear.

Without spiritual protection, the exposed skin was cut with fine marks by the powerful sword wind.

Luo Yunzhang said hesitantly: "Master brought his disciples here, is it...?"

In the original book, the words about Luo Yunzhang being tortured by the sword wind jumped into his mind.

When reading the book, Qi Wuyou just glanced at it roughly, but felt that the atmosphere was set up well, and he wrote about the heart-piercing pain of the hero when he was injured by the sword energy. up.

It wasn't until he entered the book and tried the feeling of being hurt that he realized how cruel those cold words that occupied a page were to a living person.

It was as if the rustling sword wind poured in along the skirt of his clothes, Qi Wuyou's hairs suddenly stood up, and his neck felt cold.

But he has already brought people here, and it is useless to hesitate.

He took a deep breath, clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves, and said bravely: "I heard that there is a secret method left by the senior Xianzong in the sword formation. This secret method can help you reshape your spiritual veins. Would you like a try?"

Although Huoyi is a life-cultivator, he can't figure out every detail, otherwise there is no need to rely on forbidden spells to monitor him.So he dared to tell the truth, because to outsiders, there were secret techniques in the sword formation, which was more like an excuse to trick Luo Yunzhang into the sword formation.

When Luo Yunzhang learned that there was a secret technique, his eyes lit up.

But as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he had heard many legends about the sword array, so the light in his eyes flickered, then dimmed again.

He said sadly: "With the current strength of the disciple, entering the sword array may not be able to last even three steps."

"..."

Qi Wuyou thought for a moment, flicked his belt, took out a stack of talismans from inside, and said: "This is a protective talisman, it can help you block—"

Suddenly, a breath of breath escaped from behind the trees on the side of the mountain.

Qi Wuyou's voice came to an abrupt end, and he immediately shielded Luo Yunzhang and stepped aside: "Who!"

The grass and wood behind the tree rubbed against each other, and under the moonlight, the ghost-faced boy walked out from behind the tree, and said with a sneer, "I really can't listen anymore, Luo Yunzhang has become a useless person, what is Lan Fang-jun doing with him? Just push it in." Wouldn't the sword formation be enough?"

He deliberately sent the words with aura, and the malice in the words was clearly revealed.

Qi Wuyou's pupils shrank, his intuition was not good, and he wanted to use spiritual energy to separate Luo Yunzhang, but as soon as he started, a cracking pain went from the back of his heart to his chest, his whole body shook, and he suddenly grabbed the front of his chest.

He glanced back, and wanted to open his mouth to make some circles to imply that Luo Yunzhang was under threat, but as soon as he opened his lips, another burst of stinging pain came over him.

Unable to bear it, he bowed his body, but the forbidden spell blocked all his paths, just as he was about to bend over, the back of his heart tightened again warningly, and he froze all of a sudden, not daring to act rashly anymore.

"..."

The pain of being pierced in the heart, no matter how many times he went through it, he couldn't adapt.

Cold sweat dripped down the forehead almost instantly, and the sword formations in the distant mountains were suddenly approaching and far away, and harsh busy voices rang in my ears.

He obviously brought Luo Yunzhang over after receiving the summoning talisman, and made it clear that he would follow Bao Yi's intention to send Luo Yunzhang into the sword array.

But Baoyi was still not satisfied.

To let the ghost-faced boy wait here and show up in front of Luo Yunzhang—this is to make him and Luo Yunzhang tear their skins apart.

Qi Wuyou was in so much pain that he didn't dare to curl up, so he straightened his back, clenched his teeth, and tried his best to circulate the spiritual energy to calm the pain.

Luo Yunzhang has a keen intuition, and he can hear the meaning of the ghost-faced boy's words.

But in his opinion, this person's provocation method is really inferior, rather than listening to other people's gossip, he is more concerned about Shizun's trembling for a moment, stepped forward to support Qi Wuyou, worried: "Master?"

"Master?" The ghost-faced boy was so fresh that he didn't even hide it, and directly spread his malice on the table, "I don't know whether Lan Fangjun's methods are too clever, or you are too stupid. At this point, you still don't know what to do. Call him Shizun?"

This was said to Luo Yunzhang. Luo Yunzhang frowned, stepped from behind Qi Wuyou to the front, looked straight at the ghost-faced boy without fear, and said, "You are not a disciple of the Immortal Sect, who are you? Why? Speech nonsense here?"

"Hahahaha——" the ghost-faced boy laughed arrogantly, and tapped Qi Wuyou with his fingers in the air: "Who am I, am I talking nonsense, just ask your good master?"

Luo Yunzhang felt a surge of resentment in his heart, not being provoked by him, he was wary of the ghost-faced boy while turning sideways to look at Qi Wuyou.

Qi Wuyou was backlashed by the forbidden curse, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Luo Yunzhang is no longer a monk, so late at night, his vision is blurred, he can only tell that Qi Wuyou's eyes are closed.

Surprised at the moment, he asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he didn't believe him, the ghost-faced boy let out an ironic "ha".

With his hands behind his back, he turned around and swept across the sword formation, took out a piece of fine iron from the storage bag, threw it into the sword formation with a random throw.

When the refined iron came into contact with the sword energy, it was quickly cut into pieces.

"What a powerful sword array!" He sighed excitedly, turned to Qi Wuyou, and urged: "Mr. Lan Fang, what are you waiting for!"

Pain eased, breathing calmed down.

Qi Wuyou just pulled back the consciousness squeezed out by the pain back to his body, when he heard these words, he opened his eyes abruptly.

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered, Luo Yunzhang let go of his held breath, and before his tense back could be stretched, he heard the ghost-faced boy say impatiently: "Even his spirit veins are broken, how can you send him into the world?" Is Jianzhen such a mother-in-law? Someone will come over any longer!"

Luo Yunzhang was just withdrawing the hand that was holding Xu Wuyou beside Qi Wuyou, when he heard this, it was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, and there was a loud "click" in his ear.

His pupils trembled, he stood there blankly, and turned to look at Qi Wuyou after a while.

Qi Wuyou: "..."

The forbidden spell was sealed, and he could not refute it.

And there was nowhere to refute, even if he was manipulated by Bao Yi, he was the one who handed Luo Yunzhang the Chewing Fragrance Pill.

With just one word from the ghost-faced boy, the entire barren hill was turned into a silent cemetery.

The wind passed over the treetops, and the forest leaves rattled. A few stones were blown towards the sword formation by the wind, and were quickly twisted into fine powder by the sword energy, and fell to the foot of the mountain.

Qi Wuyou just recovered from the labor pains, and he was cold from head to toe.

The mountain shadow gradually shifted with the moon's moving track, covering him, cold sweat dripped down, and the weight on his shoulders was so heavy that he couldn't breathe freely.

As if fixed in place, Luo Yunzhang's eyes were like thin needles, piercing densely from all directions, which seemed even more unbearable than being backlashed by a forbidden curse.

What silence means at this point is self-evident.

Luo Yunzhang's eyes moved from the ghost-faced boy to the sword array, and finally moved back to Qi Wuyou, turning blank.

There was a rumbling sound in his head, as if the soul had been pulled out and turned over a few times.

Pills, cold fragrances, countercurrent spiritual energy... From the Qionghua forest in the early morning of the competition to the scenes on the ring, the scenes passed before his eyes like flipping through a book, and the biting chill climbed up the back of his head.

He almost overturned the conjecture that shook his soul as if he was so hot, and even cursed himself a few words in his heart.

The master sorted out his spiritual veins for him, restored his innocence in front of everyone, saved his life when he was in Long Yinzong, and the pills given to him on the day of the ring battle were just to help him gather his spiritual energy.

How could he doubt Master?

But the rumble in his head still didn't stop, as if a gorgeous and solid building began to collapse from its foundation.

The blood vessels in his forehead were pulsing and pulsating, the blood in his chest was surging, and the sweet smell was squeezed up from his throat. After repeated tortures, his eyes turned black and he could hardly stand still.

impossible.

Master has no reason to do this.

Luo Yunzhang forcibly put aside that sudden thought, his Adam's apple twitched, and asked Qi Wuyou for confirmation: "...Master, what he said...is it true?"

Looking at his expression, Qi Wuyou knew that he had already guessed it.

Luo Yunzhang was already smart, and the trick of chewing incense pills could deceive him because he had enough trust in himself.

Unable to explain, Qi Wuyou swept across the sword array surrounded by violent sword energy, and raised his hand to put on Luo Yunzhang's shoulder.

At this point, when Luo Yunzhang was touched by him, he only trembled, and did not dodge.

A pair of obsidian eyes burst out with a strange look, like a gambler who only gambles once in a lifetime, staring at him closely, trying to get answers from his expression.

It's hard to betray someone who believes in you with all your heart.

Especially when everything he has done has been revealed and the other party is still willing to believe in him.

Luo Yunzhang's gaze was so blunt and naked, as if he was asking him to deny it.

He has always been tenacious and has never shown a helpless look like an abandoned dog.

Even though his leg had been broken and he was thrown away, he still lay back at the door as if nothing had happened, as if he would drag his body and crawl over as long as the master waved.

Qi Wuyou could even see his collapse from the flickering light and shadow in Zhong Luo Yunzhang's eyes.

As if swallowing a lump of lead, the throat and chest were stiff and sour.

From numbness to guilt and sourness, he only looked at Luo Yunzhang, and then he was stabbed to look away.

Luo Yunzhang realized something from his dodge, and the last trace of luck was also grinded to ashes, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Fallen buildings toppled and crumbled.

The rising dust mist swallowed up the luster on his eyes bit by bit.

why?

Luo Yunzhang couldn't understand.

Is he doing something wrong?

He wasn't sure if he had asked, for his world was already dominated by the roar of the collapse.

The sword energy in the sword array circled around, bringing forth waves of sword wind.

Luo Yunzhang's face was cut and he didn't feel anything.

——If people's life and death are easily taken away, it will be boring. It will be interesting only after experiencing heart-piercing, painful struggle, or breaking out of cocoon and becoming a butterfly, or losing all thoughts.

This is what I want.

Luo Yunzhang's spiritual vein was broken, and there was no longer any support in the vast world.

Just dying is not enough, the person he trusts the most must give him a fatal blow when he is at his worst.

Destroy both him and Luo Yunzhang at once, leaving no room for it.

Qi Wuyou knew that the matter of the Xianmen Conference would be revealed sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

So close that he wasn't mentally ready yet.

He never thought of letting Luo Yun show this expression.

The stomach tightened, and the tingling heat flowed up the chest and throat.

Just do it.

He will come back later.

Qi Wuyou turned cold, and mouthed: "Sorry."

At the same time as his heart ached, a burst of spiritual energy hit Luo Yunzhang's shoulder.

Luo Yunzhang's eyes were scattered, like a kite with broken strings, being swallowed by the sword array.

A strand of black clothes fell outside the sword array.

The long-lost electronic sound sounded——

【ding dong——】

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