Yin and Yang Taoist Code

Divine Sword Peak, Duanqing Cliff.

Li Chuyi stood silently on the edge of the cliff, his eyes not looking at the distant scenery, but staring at the ground beside him in a daze.

In the eyes of others, the place he looked at was nothing unusual, no different from the surrounding rocks. But in his eyes, it was extremely different, because that was where Yu Yao once stood.

However, the person standing in his position at that time was not himself, but Yu Hao.

However, the old place is still there, and the beauty is gone.

How many times had he asked himself, if he had not been hiding in the bushes in the distance, but had jumped out and made his feelings clear, just like Hai Wufeng did, would everything that followed would have been different?

Now that he was revisiting the old place, with a vaguely beautiful figure standing in front of him, Li Chuyi asked himself again, and the answer was still the same.

have no idea.

The dead are gone and cannot be brought back, time cannot be recovered, no matter people or things are destined, it is impossible to explore whether there will be another result if the conditions are changed. No matter how realistic and logical it is, it is just a fantasy and will never be possible. Become a fact to replace the current situation.

Fortunately, he still had a chance to make amends. Regardless of whether it was true or false, Dao Yanming provided him with a glimmer of hope, and he was the only one to do so.

"If one day comes, I hope I am still me and can remember who you are..."

He lightly clutched his chest, and there was a little bit of sadness in his faint voice.

He was very glad that he had "brought" Yu Yao with him, and he was also very sad about his almost doomed ending.

At this time, footsteps sounded and someone was walking slowly.

Li Chuyi didn't look at it, he was still immersed in sad emotions. It wasn't until the person stopped about two feet away from him that he slowly came back to his senses and suppressed the emotions that were frozen in his heart little by little.

"You shouldn't have come." Tan Xiu said, his tone was calm and composed, but his eyes were extremely solemn.

Long before Zhao Yi sent someone, he and Bu Ying had received the news that Taoist Baijie was out and away. As new ancestors, they did not hesitate and immediately set off for Baicao Peak.

Halfway through the clinker, he suddenly heard the bad news that Baicao Peak had been lost and the whole mountain was massacred by that man. After being shocked, the two of them deduced that the person's identity was most likely Li Chuyi based on the words of the surviving disciples, and also deduced that Li Chuyi's next target was most likely to be Shenjian Peak or Feixue Peak, so The two immediately changed their paths and divided their forces into two groups. Bu Ying went to Feixue Peak where there were many female disciples, while Tan Xiu came to Divine Sword Peak where there was a greater possibility.

As a result, Tan Xiu came to the right place.

But it's too late.

Before he reached Shenjian Peak, he received an urgent call for help. When he arrived, the mountainside was already covered in red.

Following the guidance of the shocked disciples of Divine Sword Peak, he tracked all the way to Duanqing Cliff, and finally saw the familiar figure with a tiger face covering his face, and also saw the three-foot blue sword in his hand that he still remembered. At this time, he finally confirmed that what he had expected was correct. The offender was really Li Chuyi.

Shocked by the unfathomable strong pressure faintly emanating from the other party, Tan Xiu approached and said those words subconsciously.

The four short words sounded like a warning and a sentence, and he didn't know which one had more meaning. Intellectually speaking, Li Chuyi's evil deeds were too frivolous and he had to kill him to show off his power to the public, but his instinct always made his heart tighten. Deep in his heart, he couldn't help but hope that the other party would just leave. If possible, It's not like he fought with it.

Besides, Taoist Bai Jie is not here, and he doesn't know whether Li Chuyi can be killed or should be kept.

Hearing the question, Li Chuyi slowly turned his head. A pair of cold eyes under the tiger's face made Tan Xiu's heart tighten. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to believe that this person could be the naughty and out-of-touch boy before. Now Li On the first day of the new year, he felt like he saw Ye Zhichen when he first came to Taixu Palace.

No, Ye Zhichen is not as cold as him.

"Where is the old thief from hundreds of tribulations?" Li Chuyi asked, even more calmly than Tan Xiu.

He turned around and looked around as if searching for traces of Taoist Baijie. After a moment, he found no trace of the Taoist. He narrowed his eyes slightly and aimed his cold gaze at Tan Xiu again.

"not coming?"

Although he was shocked by the other party's coercion, Tan Xiu, as a contemporary ancestor, was still very dissatisfied with Li Chuyi's disrespect. His deep-rooted impression and view of inferiority made him frown in displeasure, and said indifferently: "Senior brother, it's a matter of course." Busy, there is no need for him to take action against you. Let’s just capture him without any effort, remembering the past relationship between you and me in Taixu Palace..."

"Senior brother?"

After interrupting the conversation unceremoniously, Li Chuyi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly showed surprise.

"It turns out that he has been promoted. No wonder he is so confident and blind."

Without waiting for Tan Xiu to scold him angrily, Li Chuyi asked again calmly: "Where is the last time, Hundred Tribulations? Is it at Lingxiao Peak?"

"You impenitent boy, when I catch you, I will take you to confess to your senior brother!"

Taking action in anger, Tan Xiu did not let down his guard at all, and used all his strength as soon as he took action.

The phantom had not dispersed, and the person had already approached Li Chuyi. He used his hands to make a gesture and used the method of virtual heaven, pulling the power of the surrounding heaven and earth and squeezing Li Chuyi away with his hands.

"Kneel down!"

The roaring voice that was full of energy was majestic and confident. Tan Xiu was confident that if he could not control the still-unmoving Tuo Daozi, he could at least give him a shot. And his hands actually fell on Li Chuyi, but the result was unexpected, because there was no result at all.

Except for a slight shake of his body, Li Chuyi stood calmly in the distance, looking at him coldly, not looking hurt at all.

Tan Xiu's heart was greatly shaken, and he was about to retreat and change his moves to attack again, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a dark shadow heading straight for his throat. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his throat, a softness in his neck, and his head drooped involuntarily.

As soon as his spiritual thoughts swept away, Tan Xiu was horrified. He found that his throat and neck bones had been hollowed out, and his unsupported head only had some skin and flesh hanging on his body. An ordinary person would have died a long time ago. Even with his cultivation level, this was a serious injury that could not be recovered for a while.

He desperately urged his Dantian to dodge and retreat, and at the same time sent several secret messages asking for help, calling Bu Ying to come to the rescue quickly, but there was a sudden pain in his lower abdomen and his body was forcefully pulled back. With his head hanging slanted on his shoulders, he watched his Dantian being emptied out by Li Chuyi with his bare hands, and the Tao seeds he had practiced for a lifetime were thrown into his mouth like jelly beans and disappeared. Tan Xiu's mind went blank for an instant, and he was slightly After being lost for a moment, he hurriedly used the secret technique to leave his body, giving up his body and hoping that his soul could escape.

Before the spirit could escape from the body, a big hand held it, and at the same time, Li Chuyi's chillingly calm voice sounded from above his head.

"too weak."

Looking at the struggling soul in his hand, Li Chuyi had mixed feelings underneath his calm appearance.

I remember that the last time he came, Tan Xiu beat him as if he were a grandson, but this time, their positions were reversed. Tan Xiu, who had made him miserable at first, now looked like a stronger grasshopper in his eyes. It can fly and jump, but it's not much of a threat.

The feeling of power has never been so clear, and a trace of excitement and complacency can't help but appear in my calm heart. The people he faced in the past were too strong on him, and it was rare for him to have the opportunity to show off his strength nakedly like now. Now that Tan Xiu was easily taken down with a wave of his hand, he realized that he was not what he thought. So weak.

But soon, the excitement and complacency were replaced by coldness. It was precisely because of Tan Xiu's comparison that he felt the power of Dao Yanming more clearly, and a deep sense of powerlessness filled his heart.

The way he looked at Tan Xiu was the way Dao Yanming looked at him.

He could manipulate Tan Xiu's fate as he pleased, live or die as he pleased, but in Dao Yanming's eyes, he was nothing more than a toy.

The feeling of sympathy arose spontaneously, but he had no intention of letting Tan Xiu go.

Dao Yanming wanted him to kill people. Tan Xiu was also a human being, so he was naturally on the list of people to be killed. And they had problems before, so it was impossible for Li Chuyi to let him go.

"If you want to blame it, just blame your bad luck."

These words were spoken to Tan Xiu, and they were also spoken to himself. After saying this, his spiritual mind reached out and forcibly searched for the soul. After a while, his spiritual mind carried the broken soul back to the sea of ​​​​consciousness for silent refining. Li Chuyi's eyes became colder and colder. got up.

Taoist Baijie ran away.

Although Tan Xiu thought Taoist Baijie was out on business, Li Chuyi knew very well that the old guy had expected that he would come back early in the morning and hid secretly in advance, just like the golden dragon.

It's just that Jinlong wants to stay out of it, and Taoist Baijie is Dao Yanming's lackey. Li Chuyi didn't know if there was Dao Yanming's instruction in this, but no matter what, he couldn't kill the old thief in a short time.

Looking down at the corpse on the ground, Li Chuyi sighed softly and shook his head slowly. I don’t know whether it’s because he’s become naughty or because he’s eaten too much, but since he gained the Heart of the Nine Phoenixes, his body is no longer as thirsty for the vitality of external things as before.

It's good to not have to continue "eating people", but every time you kill someone, you can't destroy the body and eliminate all traces. Let the body retain the tragic state of death and look at you with different expressions. Kindness and conscience always come to the fore. It made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Whenever this feeling comes up, he will think about himself and feel relieved.

Compared to him, these people are much happier. When they die, they are truly dead. They don't have to be like him and can't help themselves when they want to die.

Every time he thought like this, he would feel much more comfortable. Just like now, he shook his head and took one last look at Tan Xiu, then turned around and left without any worries, got up and walked towards Xueyang Peak.

There was a bull demon in Xueyang Peak that was still sealed, and there was an ice silkworm under Feixue Peak. But rather than slaughtering a group of women, he felt more comfortable going to Xueyang Peak to do some harm.

This may be the last trace of conscience in his heart.

A while passed after he left, and Bu Ying finally arrived at Shenjian Peak after receiving the call for help. She was walking fast on the blood-stained mountain road, and when she reached Duanqing Cliff, she suddenly stopped and stood frozen on the spot.

The blood, the horrific corpse, and the remaining fear and unwillingness in the dilated pupils.

It's Tanxiu.

Seeing her best friend who had known each other for hundreds of years crumpled on the ground like a rag doll, Bu Ying's body was cold and her legs were weak. She shook slightly before regaining her composure.

She knew Tan Xiu's cultivation very well. To be able to hurt an old friend like this, one can imagine the strength of that person.

At this time, another disciple came to report. First, he was startled at Tan Xiu's tragic situation, tried his best to suppress the horror in his heart, and then hurriedly lowered his head and reported the news of Li Chuyi's appearance at Xueyang Peak. Communicate in detail.

After saying that, with Bu Ying's nod in agreement, he left as fast as possible. From beginning to end, he didn't dare to look at the red and white thing again, but a piercing voice echoed repeatedly in his heart.

Ancestor Tan Xiu...is dead!

Whether intentionally or not, Bu Ying did not warn him not to leak the news here, and let him leave the door and silently look at Tan Xiu's body in a daze.

Li Chuyi entered Xueyang Peak, and Xueyang Peak was in urgent need. When Zhao Yi rushed there, he also made a request to her, hoping that she could go to Xueyang Peak with Tan Xiu to help suppress Li Chuyi.

Zhao Yi didn't know that Tan Xiu was dead yet, and she had just found out, so she hesitated.

As Taixu Ancestor, she should go, but as a monk...

To go or not to go?