Chapter 48
Ruan Fuwan never expected that Ye Bailu would still kill him. When he was shocked, his first reaction was to sacrifice the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. This time, all he summoned due to his instinct were fierce ghosts.
But before Li Gui pounced on Ye Bailu, Ruan Fu hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power. At this moment, Chu Danfeng's attack had arrived, and the fierce murderous aura went straight through the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Ruan Fu suffered a backlash, and his figure suddenly swayed.
The whole process only took a few breaths. Although Huang Changtian was a step slower, he still drew his disciple sword. The last fatal sword was Ye Bailu's Qiuyue.
Ghost cultivation is a spiritual body cultivation. Ruan Fu's soul was unstable due to the consumption of the 'soul control technique' just now. When the Qiuyue Sword penetrated his body for the second time, he no longer had no reaction, but gurgling black blood flowed out.
The ghost cultivator first abandons the physical body, and then uses the soul to build a new body. The new body and the spiritual body become one, and both are damaged. Although the "black blood" flowing out is unknown, it is undoubtedly a heavy injury.
His figure seemed to turn back to a transparent state for a moment, before he regained his balance.
Ruan Fu pressed the wound on his chest and saw the thick black blood flowing from between his fingers, then turned into mist and dissipated in the air.
He was like a drafty thatched house, his figure gradually faded, he knelt down on one knee, raised his face and asked Ye Bailu: "Bailu, how can you forgive me?"
Ye Bailu's eyes were still red and swollen, but he looked at him coldly: "I want you to pay for your child's life. But this has nothing to do with forgiveness. A mother will never forgive the murderer of her child."
Ruan Fu laughed miserably and sighed: "Bailu, you can't kill me. I have reached the Xuanming realm and can finally be with you forever. After I reached the level of training, I didn't even attend the ceremony to succeed the owner of the village. The first
The only thing is to come back to you."
Ye Bailu sneered: "Be with me forever? What you want is eternal life."
Ruan Fu looked at her steadily: "No, you know, I never lie to you."
"...It's not important anymore." Ye Bailu closed his eyes and suddenly poured in spiritual power. The Qiuyue Sword's body glowed white, and the sword peak cut Ruan Fu's chest, widening the wound suddenly.
Ruan Fu let out a scream that sounded like crying and laughing, and the next moment, his whole person disappeared out of thin air!
"The soul is gone?" Huang Changtian couldn't help shouting, "Is it that easy? Isn't he a powerful person in the Xuanming Realm?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, a gust of dark wind rose from the ground, lifting the broken window lattice and making a rustling sound. The room was full of ghosts howling, shrill and shrill, and lingered for a long time.
Chu Danfeng secretly thought: This is too high!!
He knows this question. This is how movies are played. After the villain is stimulated, he will suddenly go berserk and his combat power will skyrocket. However, the ghost cultivator is a big boss in the Xuanming Realm, and the highest among them is no more than a golden elixir cultivation level.
Even if they are bundled together, they are not enough to fit between his teeth!
Several people were tossed around by the strong wind. Chu Danfeng poured spiritual power into his limbs and bones. While trying to stabilize his body, he instinctively grabbed Hua Tingxuan and protected him in his arms - he was used to protecting cubs.
No matter how talented the child is, no matter how tall he is, in his eyes he is still the little bean who needs to be protected.
At the same time, he was also worried about Ye Bailu, fearing that the irrational ghost cultivator would be harmful to her, but he felt the "large bean sprout" in his arms suddenly hugged his waist.
Hua Tingxuan's height is close to Chu Danfeng's shoulders, and her hands and feet are long enough to wrap her arms around his waist. "Brother, don't leave, it's dangerous."
"Don't be afraid, senior brother is here." As soon as Chu Danfeng agreed habitually, he felt something more in the dark wind, and his eyes were full of "paper money" flying.
"What the hell is this? Why are you throwing out paper money? Do all battles between ghost cultivators rely on scaring people!" Huang Changtian was so frightened that his voice trembled.
Chu Danfeng waved away a few pieces of 'white paper' that were harder and sharper than steel with the folding fan in his hand, and shouted: "Don't be afraid, it's not paper money, it's the paper-tying technique of Ghost Villa!"
Huang Changtian used his sword moves to resist, while wailing: "That's even scarier!!!"
The paper-tying technique is the representative technique of Ghost Villa and is well-known in the world of cultivation. Each paper figurine is driven by the soul of the caster and can be used as the master's weapon. The stronger the soul, the more paper figurines can be driven.
The paper figures in this room show how profound and terrifying the cultivation of the new village owner Ruan Fu is.
In the deserted house filled with white paper figures filled with snow, Ruan Fu's voice was pervasive, as if coming from all directions: "Bai Lu, it doesn't matter if you don't forgive me now. You will figure it out one day. Come with me."
Immediately afterwards, Ye Bailu was lifted up in the air by several palm-sized paper figures, and even his hands and feet were controlled by the swarming paper figures.
"Mom, let go of my senior sister!" Huang Changtian shouted, swung his sword and chopped off the paper figures. However, the paper figures with short hands and short legs were more flexible than him. Even if they were lucky enough to be struck, they could still flexibly release their force.
It was dissolved, and even made a sound of gold and iron when they intersected, which actually meant that it was invulnerable. Huang Changtian missed the blow, but was hit instead, and was covered with wounds from the sharp edges of the paper.
Seeing this, Chu Danfeng ordered "Xuan'er, don't move" and rushed over. He stepped on the snow-white paper and rose into the air. He first used a fan to repel the paper figures besieging Huang Changtian, and then rushed straight towards
Ye Bailu.
"Senior sister, don't be afraid, Xiao Wu is here!" Chu Danfeng channeled his true energy, and the bamboo bone fan showed a spiritual flow like a firefly, and the bunch of blue and green peach blossoms on the silver paper fan also seemed to be full of life.
There were peach petals falling. At this moment, in the dark, damp, windy, abandoned old house, Chu Danfeng became the only bright color.
He is wearing a folding fan, wearing white clothes, and a silver-patterned girdle to slim down his waist. His limbs are stretched out thinly. The faint light of the bamboo bone fan in his hand illuminates half of his body, and he can see black hair and snowy skin among the paper figures in the sky.
This elegant and unrestrained body is not inferior to that of a ghost cultivator, it looks like...
"It's like a perverted ghost." Such an inappropriate thought suddenly came to Hua Tingxuan's mind.
The next moment, he saw that the "Yangui" senior brother had driven away the paper figures around the second senior sister, and Ye Bailu fell down. Chu Danfeng stretched out his hand, as if to help her up, and Hua Tingxuan's figure changed.
Shen suddenly moved to her side and held Ye Bailu's arm first.
His movements were so fast and natural that no one noticed, thinking that the child had followed him without knowing it. Hua Tingxuan did not give others time to think, and said loudly: "Little brother, the paper man is afraid of fire!
"
Ruan Fu's sneers came from all directions - he had hidden his soul in inexplicable paper figures.
When Chu Danfeng heard this, he stopped moving and seemed to be deep in thought.
When Huang Changtian saw this, he grinned and covered his flesh wounds, and shouted urgently: "It's useless! The paper-tying technique of Ghost Villa is invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire! Let's find a way to escape!"
Ruan Fu simply laughed: "Stop daydreaming! None of you can escape."
At this point, Ye Bailu was also desperate and said: "Ruan Fu, this is a grudge between us and has nothing to do with them. I will go with you and let them leave!"
Unexpectedly, Ruan Fu agreed happily. Although he did not show up, he said loudly: "Okay! You can leave on your own."
But Chu Danfeng suddenly said: "What if you don't leave?"
"Don't leave?" Ruan Fu said quietly, "You are Bai Lu's senior brothers. Now I know that she likes to care about insignificant people and is afraid of hurting her heart again. I don't want to hurt others, but it doesn't mean that I can't want you.
If you insist on not knowing what is good or bad..."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Danfeng suddenly saw a wisp of fire bursting out from his fingertips, and the thin tongue of fire wrapped around a paper figure closest to him in the blink of an eye.
"Haha——" Ruan Fu suddenly changed his tune before he could even laugh, "What——what kind of fire is this?!"
Huang Changtian exclaimed with joy: "Damn, it's really burning!!!"
Chu Danfeng thought to himself: This is the demon fire of the Bi Fang Divine Bird. It is certainly different from ordinary fire!
He kept up his efforts and tried to draw the demonic fire to his natal bamboo fan. With enough spiritual power, he fanned towards the paper people. With the blessing of his natal magic weapon, the fan directly erupted into raging flames, and the paper people were quickly burned.
Burning, they all let out wails and screams of pain.
"The house is on fire too, let's go!"
Without Huang Changtian's reminder, the others also ran away. Only Hua Tingxuan was a step behind, but was eventually dragged out by Chu Danfeng. They managed to narrowly escape before the deserted house was completely reduced to a sea of ​​flames, leaving nothing behind.
The room full of paper figures was burned by the fire of karma.
The Bi Fang bird waiting at the end of the bluestone corridor gave a long cry. When the seniors, sisters and brothers climbed on its back, it spread its wings and took off. The group of people looked back at the ancient house with burning lights behind them. Their expressions were different, but they were all long.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Changtian sat cross-legged on the back of the bird, hugging his belly and said in shock: "Xiao Wu, what kind of fire is that of yours, and why is it so powerful? Do you think that ghost cultivator will be burned to death?"
Chu Danfeng glanced at Ye Bailu's expression and coughed.
It's a pity that the third senior brother was still in the excitement of escaping from death and didn't understand it at all. He continued: "It shouldn't be possible. Isn't he a powerful person in the Xuanming realm? I heard that there are many paper-tying techniques. Did I miss one?
Will he survive? Xiaowu, why are you coughing all the time and choking on the smoke?"
"..." Chu Danfeng couldn't bear it anymore and hit Huang Changtian hard with the bone of his fan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Third senior brother, aren't you injured? Can you just shut up and adjust your breathing for a while?"
Seeing Chu Danfeng winking desperately, Huang Changtian reacted belatedly and said sarcastically: "Even if he doesn't die, he must be seriously injured. There are so many paper figures, they are all burned, which means that his soul is also burned.
I won’t save one out of ten, senior sister, don’t worry—”
What a saying, "Senior sister, don't worry." Chu Danfeng wanted to cover his face when he heard this. He sincerely hoped that the third senior brother would stop drinking and picking up certain pots.
But I heard Hua Tingxuan, who had been quiet all this time, speak up, "Third senior brother is right. He has been severely injured. In severe cases, he will die. At least, he will have to adjust his breathing for three to five years. He will not come out to harass senior sister again."
Chu Danfeng felt a little relieved when he heard this, and silently signaled Huang Changtian with his eyes: 'Children can comfort people, look at you again!'
Huang Changtian was aggrieved and looked back: 'Don't we mean the same thing! I just don't open the pot and pick up the pot, he is just a caring little cotton-padded jacket, you are treating him too differently!'
Hua Tingxuan was half-leaning on his little senior brother. Chu Danfeng and others thought that the child's words just now were clumsily comforting his senior sister, but no one noticed that he was holding a hand in his sleeve.
A perfect paper figurine.
After a moment of silence, Huang Changtian was suddenly startled and said: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with your hair?"
Chu Danfeng was startled: "Huh?"
Hua Tingxuan also sat up and tucked his forehead and temples behind his ears, "It's nothing, just a strand of hair turned red."
This action was so intimate and skillful that Huang Changtian almost blurted out the words, "Junior Brother Hua, why do you act like your little wife?" Chu Danfeng didn't pay attention. He just pulled out his hair again, held it in front of his eyes, and sighed silently.
Wouldn't his hair change back to a killer look every time he uses the ability to control demonic fire?
But he just thought about it and didn't dare to complain - Ye Bailu has not said a word since he left the deserted house.
After all, the reunion was such a fierce scene with such a scumbag, and no one would be in a good mood. Huang Changtian only listened briefly outside the window, but Chu Danfeng had entered the realm of 'soul control'.
Read every bit of their past in detail.
He was really afraid that the second senior sister would not be able to think about it, so much so that after returning to Shuangji Sect, Hua Tingxuan asked for instructions to return to Jinxiu Tower and unblock the bustard's silence spell. Chu Danfeng did not interfere much and warned him, "Be careful."
"No running around" and he was let go quickly.
On the way back to Lixu Peak, the two caring junior brothers Huang Changtian and Chu Danfeng did not dare to breathe, for fear of saying something wrong and making their senior sister sad. In the silence where you could hear a needle drop, Huang Changtian's sound transmission jade disk suddenly appeared.
Explosion.
"Third Junior Brother! Are you okay? Why is there only... a piece of scorched earth here!" The senior brother's voice in the jade plate was trembling. As the first disciple of Lixu Peak, Zhou Yuanshan has always been steady and self-possessed. When has he ever lost his composure like this?
Chu Danfeng: “…………”
Huang Changtian: "…………"
Ye Bailu: "..."
Huang Changtian slapped his forehead and said with a sad face: "It's broken! I forgot to tell Senior Brother that we are out of danger!"
When Huang and Chu were cowardly pushing each other to explain, Ye Bailu finally said his first words since escaping from danger: "Let me tell you."
Seeing that the two junior brothers were stupidly motionless, Ye Bailu snatched the jade plate fiercely, but his voice was almost gentle, the corners of his lips were raised, but his eyes were a little sore, "Senior brother, don't worry, the children sacrificed their lives to save me, now
It’s okay now.”
At the same time, Hua Tingxuan also returned to Jinxiu Tower alone. Naturally, he was not thinking about untying Qingfeng's restraint. He trapped a trace of Ruan Fu's soul in the paper man and prepared to let the bustard give him a confession.
, try to see if this ghost cultivator is a reborn person.
However, there is one more thing.
Chapter completed!