Apprentice, he just doesn't take medicine

Shi Ying did not delay after getting the corpses of Concubine Jiang Xue and Taoist Yan, and went to meet Shen Fengyuan with the evidence.With the evidence of this corpse and the Yinhan Mountain cave, Jing Shizong's picture is very clear. The Luoxia Sect and Daoyinmen were shocked, and immediately searched the interior, and at the same time sent elite disciples and sword cultivators to encircle and suppress Xuan Qizi.

This time, it was no longer ordinary coercion and temptation. The three factions were fighting seriously, and all the disciples were dispatched by Tian Fangzi, which was no less serious than the North-South War back then.

There are three disciples under Xuan Qizi who are the most important. Tian Fangzi ambushed these elite monks outside Wufeng City, and imprisoned these three when he found out that they were going out.Just last night, he personally arrested people and successfully intercepted Xuan Qizi's letter sent to spies elsewhere, confirming his plan to evacuate the border guards and expose the entire south to the northern army.

The witnesses and material evidences are convincing. When Xu Zhenren and Yi Xiangdao saw this letter, they were shocked. Thinking about the consequences of the successful invasion of the north, they put aside the last trace of worry and personally followed the Dongling Sword Pavilion to surround the Tianling Sect territory. Not even half a chance of resistance was left to these traitors.

The Tianling clan has a great cause, and it is not easy to interrogate the disciples one by one. The three factions all follow Tian Fangzi's command, and take advantage of Xuan Qizi's defenselessness to directly capture the masters of his disciples. Tian Fangzi went to look for Xue Tianci, and the rest gathered outside Wenxinyuan, waiting to bring down Xuan Qizi, the culprit.

The torrential rain did not stop, Shi Ying stood on the city wall dressed in green clothes, looking at the sky from afar, where the five flames were shining brightly and dyed the whole sky red, in the clouds, Gu Yusheng was in the midst of his official debut on the stage of the realm of comprehension. First battle.

Xuan Qizi is a Nascent Soul cultivator who has been famous for a long time. Regardless of his cultivation level and knowledge, he is a first-class strongman. Taoist Yi Xiang thinks that it is difficult to please him, but unexpectedly, this grass demon makes an unknown sword Xiu fought alone, and seeing that there was already a fight in the sky, he immediately said: "Are you crazy, and let a young disciple deal with the second elder of Tianling Sect?"

Such an action related to the peace of the south, naturally Shi Ying would not bring the unidentified He Wuqi with him, and after entrusting him to Yuanru's trusteeship, he brought the powerhouses of the three factions to this place.Now, Taoist Yi Xiang, who has the hottest temper, is outspoken, and Xu Zhenren also asked worriedly: "Elder Qing Nang, are you really all right?"

Given Gu Yusheng's age, everyone did not believe that a young swordsman could fight against Xuan Qizi. Shi Ying knew that they had good intentions, but this battle was not only for the elimination of Xuan Qizi, but also for Gu Yusheng to establish his prestige. best chance.

This year, the former Gu Yusheng became famous in one fell swoop against the Demon Emperor. Now, the demon clan has not invaded, and he is still standing in front of another master with a sword.Perhaps, no matter how twists and turns the fate is, some things will not change, for example, Gu Yusheng will become the number one monk in the world, or for example, all sentient beings are just passers-by, only Gu Yusheng is the most special person in Shiying's eyes.

Shi Ying also didn't want his apprentice to take risks, but a sole master couldn't be protected by his master at all times, so he could only raise his head confidently, pointing at the battlefield, and solemnly said to everyone: "Everyone, let me formally introduce, that is My disciple, Gu Yusheng, is the next master of the Eastern Spirit Sword Pavilion."

There are countless disciples under Shen Fengyuan's seat, and he never thought that the chosen successor would be such a young man. Xu Zhenren's eyes widened immediately, and after careful recollection, he still couldn't find anything about Gu Yusheng's deeds.However, being able to play against Xuan Qizi for such a long time is enough to prove that this son has a bright future.

He remembered that people like himself were still worrying about forming alchemy when they were 20 years old, but they were preparing for the succession of the head, and he could only admire for a moment: "This is really... since ancient times, heroes come out of youth."

Shi Ying's words fell into everyone's ears, and the eyes of experts from all factions immediately focused on the red glow in the rain, wanting to see who the heir of the East Spirit Sword Pavilion is.

However, Xuan Qizi, who was under Gu Yusheng's blade, was not in such a relaxed mood at all.He knew that this young sword cultivator was Shi Ying's apprentice, and he thought that such an unknown young man would be too arrogant to challenge himself, a Nascent Soul master, by himself.Unexpectedly, the two soldiers met just now, and with his 300-year cultivation base, he was actually repelled by this son's sword energy, which made him very shocked.

When Xuan Qizi was young, he was transplanted with the spiritual roots of the five fires, and the fire of the five elements gathered in his body. After joining the Tianling sect, he practiced diligently and devoted himself to studying spells all the time. In terms of strength, he is one of the best monks in the world. Even Shen Fengyuan needed to fight with all his might to win.

Now, every sword move of Gu Yusheng is a simple slashing and stabbing, which is obviously simple and unpretentious, but he is forced back one after another. If he is not careful, he will be seriously injured. This kind of sword move makes people stand on the edge of death all the time. Xuan Qi The son had only heard it on one person, and immediately said in surprise: "Sword God Art? How is it possible, the heart of the Sword God has clearly..."

It has been 800 years since Feng Yi fell, and few people in the comprehension world still remember his sword. Even Xuan Qizi didn't know a thing or two until he got the news that the sword god's heart was destroyed.At this time, his expression was terrified, as if he saw the dead come back to life suddenly. Gu Yusheng saw that he had guessed it, and he had no intention of covering it up. Forgot to tell your venerable that Feng Yi is back."

Sure enough, Xuan Qizi knew about the matter of Xueyi Tiancheng back then, and he was shocked when he heard the words: "Are you Thirteen?"

Distraction is the most taboo in the battle of masters. The thirteen saints who were identified as dead by the white witch suddenly appeared. Xuan Qizi's mind was finally shaken. When he made a move, the sword was like a silver snake and directly took his dantian. The flowing clouds dyed red by the flames and the evaporating rain were cut off suddenly. The shield in front of Xuan Qizi turned into light dust and shattered. The sword marks that were severed in the middle.

Xuan Qizi backed away in embarrassment, and an open flame in his palm forcibly burned the wound to stop the bleeding, while Feng Yi's cultivation was still returning to Gu Yusheng's body through his heart.The unchanging intention towards Shi Ying merged the past and present, and the practice of the three generations was superimposed at this time. Tsing Yi Jianxiu walked towards the fourth saint step by step on the clouds, with indifference without the slightest pity in his eyes.

The sharp sword energy destroyed the loser's dantian without hesitation, Gu Yusheng looked at Xuan Qizi, who was pale in an instant, and said coldly, "Remember, Shiying is my fairy grass, whoever touches others will die. "

He is the sword god Feng Yi, the number one swordsman Gu Yusheng, and the only apprentice of Elder Qing Nang. All those who covet that fairy grass will become souls of the dead under the sword, no matter in the past or present.

Xuan Qizi didn't expect that the sword cultivator would be so ruthless, taking advantage of the opportunity to destroy his Nascent Soul as soon as he found an opening, and didn't even give him a chance to blew himself up.He is not afraid of dying for the Venerable, but he cannot leave this body to Jianxiu, as well as the letters left in Wenxin Garden...

He is also a ruthless person. Seeing that he was defeated, he used the last of his true energy to ignite the fire of the five elements on his body, and even took Gu Yusheng's sword for his life, and he was about to fall when he aimed at Wenxinyuan.

Wuhuo Qiming ignites the fire with the energy of the five elements, and ordinary water can't extinguish it at all. As long as he falls in his own room, he can burn all the evidence. There is a tablet.

Xuan Qizi is an excellent saint who purifies the world, he can do anything for His Holiness, no matter his life or power, he never takes it to heart.Therefore, when the White Witch asked him to provide offspring for experimentation, he handed over his son without hesitation.

He still remembered that when Rue Xiang returned home from a medical trip that day, she looked at the empty cradle, where all the dignity and virtuousness she once had was discarded, and she clutched at him like crazy and cried, "Please, take our child back, he It's only one year old!"

Xuan Qizi couldn't understand the woman's tears, and he didn't understand why he refused such a good thing as dedicating himself to the Venerable. He just said flatly: "He is my son, and it is his life's honor to sacrifice his body for the Venerable."

At that time, Rue Xiang looked at his expression without even a hint of sadness, as if recognizing her husband for the first time, she let out a miserable laugh, tears still pouring out uncontrollably, and she still held on to her husband's clothes tightly.Her heart was cold, but she couldn't stop struggling, the child could only rely on her, and she had to rescue her son.

She remembered the dantian transplant technique that Xuan Qizi had mentioned to herself. At the beginning, she was unwilling to participate in these things, but now she has no choice but to say excitedly: "I promise you, I will go to the north, and I will make a living for the venerable." Make the best body, please get your son back. I beg you, he will die!"

The behavior and words of the woman are not what a qualified believer still looks like. Xuan Qizi looked at her coldly, but did not execute her according to the religious rules, and finally agreed calmly, "If the venerable gets a satisfactory body, naturally it will not New saints are needed."

It was these words that made Rue Xiang set foot on the road to the north. Before leaving, she looked at her farewell husband, her face was paler than ever, and she tried to give him a slight smile, but in the end there was only one tear that fell gently And the already desperate words, "Xuan Qizi, you let me have a dream of a fairy couple, but it hurts when I wake up from the dream. I didn't realize until this time that you are no longer a human being."

This time, his wife never came back.The stronghold of Xueyi Tiancheng was destroyed by the sword cultivator, and all the medical cultivators who participated in the creation of the Thirteen Saints died. The white witch said that Ruxiang's cultivation was not low, and if he wanted to keep her body as a new experimental material, he could only carve it himself. She took the memorial tablet and put it in front of the case every day, as if she was still in this yard.

It is an honor to die for the venerable, and believers who are not devout believers deserve to die. It is obvious that this is the case, but he still did meaningless actions. Just like this time, knowing that Wenxin Garden should be destroyed immediately, he still hesitated for no reason for a moment.

It was this tiny pause that Gu Yusheng had already caught up with Yujian, and several sword qi knocked down the burning body of the fourth saint.He looked at Xuan Qizi's face that was still so numb that he couldn't see any pain, and suddenly understood what Bing Canzi said before he died. He was right. Human emotions are lost.

Even though he knew this, he still couldn't help asking: "Is it worth it to harm others and yourself for a cult?"

Of course Xuan Qizi is not in pain, he is about to sacrifice his life for the Venerable, this is the supreme merit that should be laughed and celebrated, it is this thirteen who was assimilated by sinners who went crazy, betrayed the Venerable and joined Jianxiu.

However, for some reason, when he should be happy like this, he suddenly didn't want to laugh. He could only think of the Venerable, but before he died, the face of that woman kept coming to mind.Xuan Qizi thought that it was probably because he was not pious enough that he died here.

He stared at the traitor who killed him, and only sneered: "Thirteen, the white witch has already set his sights on that fairy grass. Just wait, soon, the East Spirit Sword Pavilion will come to hell to accompany me..."

What responded to him was the Flower Picking Sword piercing through the heart, Tsing Yi Jianxiu killed him with one move, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on the blade.This is the second saint of the world to die under Gu Yusheng's hands. Before he died, he still showed incurable madness.He seriously covered Xuan Qizi's face with a blood-stained handkerchief, but couldn't think of any words of condolence, and finally just said lightly: "You are wrong, the one who will accompany you in the future is the entire Jing Shizong."

The author has something to say: Xu Zhenren: That's an elite monster, are you sure you don't want to form a team?

Shi Ying: Go away, let my apprentice enjoy the experience alone.

Taoist Yi Xiang: Don't you dare to stop the waves!

Gu Yusheng: Oh, I dare not.