Chi Wulan was worried that Wenzong would easily become angry due to shame, so he was already on guard.
Seeing that he had indeed drawn his sword at this moment, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Wen Zongyi is different from her previous mortal partners.
He is a monk in the early stage of refining the void. There is only a small difference in realm between the two, and they are Taoist companions who have been together for hundreds of years.
If the fight was fair and square, Chi Wulan would be sure of victory; if she was playing dirty tricks, it would be difficult for her to be 100% sure.
Even in a head-on confrontation, it's difficult to determine the right balance.
If the beating is severe, for fear of beating him to death, if he violates the precept and kills an innocent person, the senior sister will arrest him and put him in solitary confinement!
If the beating is gentle and neither painful nor itchy, it will make him misunderstand that his feelings are not over.
Thinking of this, Chi Wulan couldn't help but secretly curse himself again for being obsessed with sex, being fascinated by Wen Zongyi's disguise and perfect appearance, and breaking his own principles.
Chi Wulan held the sword in his hand and waited for his former pillowmate to make a move, but he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Just now, I said that I was wholehearted, but in the blink of an eye, I raised my sword and faced it...
Chi Wulan was cursing, but unexpectedly, Wenzong Yi raised his sword and sliced off his face!
The sword light flashed, and the beautiful beard that had been carefully maintained for many years was no match for the sharp sword blade and was broken at a touch.
Strands of beard and hair fell to the ground, like weeds on the stone brick floor, leaving behind clouds of ashes after being burned by wildfire.
Chi Wulan was stunned, Wen Zongyi Youyu made the spirit sword fly around him, and the shadows of the sword flew past his body.
The elegant and elegant moon-white Confucian shirt turned into pieces of flying flowers, scattered on the ground.
The wind blew and rolled up the beard, hair and fragments of Confucian shirt on the ground into a ball.
Under the splendid clothes, the young man with a handsome face looked a little arrogant.
He flicked his finger there, and a light blue flame immediately ignited, burning more and more until everything was burned away.
Wen Zongyi suddenly transformed from an elegant, easy-going and steady scholar into a personable Xiu Erdai.
After knowing each other for hundreds of years, Chi Wulan finally caught a glimpse of his true appearance. She couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity."
What a pity for that flawless beard and beard, what a pity for that bookish air!
I am used to seeing people who are happy, but when I look at other people, I always feel that they are not happy.
Wen Zongyi heard Chi Wulan's sigh.
His whole body was shocked, he pursed his thin lips tightly, slightly raised his smooth chin, and raised his eyes to look at the Taoist monk who had been with him for hundreds of years.
With just one glance, the small flame of hope encountered a large bucket of ice water.
Wen Zongyi was silent for a moment, then said in a trembling voice: "Wu Lan, you... do you know how much I hate you?"
"It doesn't matter." Chi Wulan held up a sword flower and didn't care, "But I don't hate you."
Wen Zongyi was slightly stunned, his lips moved, and he caught a glimpse of the ashes at his feet, but he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
A crisp cracking sound broke through the silence, and half of the spiritual sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Wen Zongyi lowered his head and glanced at the half-broken sword in his hand, knowing that if he stayed any longer, he might do something he would regret for the rest of his life.
He was not only Wen Zongyi who was fond of Wu Lan, but also the head of the entire cultivation family, the Wen family.
Wen Zongyi made a quick decision and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you and I will have swords like this. We have different hearts and it is difficult to come to the same mind. If we each return to our true ways, we will be happy for both lives."
After saying that, he threw the remaining sword in his hand to the ground and left without hesitation.
When Chi Wulan saw that Wen Zongyi was no longer entangled and left freely, he began to appreciate him.
But she said nothing or did nothing, she just watched Wen Zongyi's figure disappear from sight.
The love relationship has been broken, and it is difficult to regain it.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wen Zongyi shaved off his beard and lost his bookishness.
Without the temptation of "beauty", Chi Wulan was naturally sober.
The current Wen Zongyi would only remind her of her sixth junior brother Tu Baicao, who was also a handsome young man with a hairless mouth.
A naughty child who is hated by people and disliked by dogs makes it impossible for anyone to feel any love or compassion.
Chi Wulan couldn't help but think about his journey back to Heming Mountain.
Although it was confirmed that no one was following him, the fact that Wu Lan and Wen Zongyi ended their relationship must not be hidden from Lao Liu.
Based on Chi Wulan's past experience, Lao Liu would definitely add fuel to the fire, publish it in a newspaper, and distribute it everywhere.
In the next period of time, there will be strange-looking bearded men wearing Confucian shirts wandering around the Hongluan Hall in various places in Kyushu.
Chi Wulan couldn't help but hold his forehead and murmured to himself: "This bastard Lao Liu, the junior sister who hasn't been able to find out who is scheming for hundreds of years, is quite knowledgeable about this kind of messy information!"
"Isn't it just that I took two rabbit legs from him? Why have you held a grudge for so long?!"
Those two rabbit legs were baked by Yu Ying, the fifth junior sister. Apart from the senior sister and junior junior sister, who among the Guiyi faction can stop them?
After all, it was Lao Liu himself who was swinging around with two shiny and fragrant rabbit legs to show off.
She, the third senior sister, just made him understand in advance that people's hearts are dangerous.
What a pure kindness!
"However, Fifth Junior Sister's craftsmanship is truly unparalleled!"
Chi Wulan still vividly remembers the surprise of that first bite.
No longer seeing Wen Zongyi's figure, Chi Wulan sheathed his sword and turned around, stepping into the mountain gate of Guiyi Sect.
…
Lin Yige spent three days in seclusion at Tingyunfeng Kun Taoist Temple, stabilizing his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building.
During this period, she kept running around to refine her spiritual power, and continued to integrate her spiritual power into her flesh and blood to temper her physical body.
If she encounters those late-stage foundation-building monks again, she can handle them by herself without Geng Xin's assistance.
Lin Yige sorted out the eight storage bags obtained after being robbed and the smelting and forging materials purchased in Shangluo County, Yuzhou, and then went to Ziyang Palace.
Those sword spirits trapped in the bamboo by Geng Xin are still waiting to be possessed by the reshaped spirit sword!
When Lin Yige arrived at Ziyang Palace, he happened to meet Chi Wulan who came to Ziyang Palace to deliver Zhenling Pills after returning to Heming Mountain.
It was just an unfortunate coincidence that Wen Caiwei was summoned by Elder Lu Hengbo and was not in Ziyang Hall for the time being.
After Lin Yige handed the storage bag and refined materials to Liu Fufeng for registration, she chatted with her third senior sister Chi Wulan.
"Little Junior Sister," Chi Wulan frowned slightly, "Wen Caiwei looks like this, do you really think she has passed the maze of trials?"
"Of course she lived it by herself. Why did Third Senior Sister ask that? Am I the kind of person who would open a back door for disciples who enter the trial circle?"
Chi Wulan glanced at the junior sister noncommittally, "I also heard that she has been sick since she was a few years old. I wonder if she can grow to adulthood, so I asked this question. If she can pass the trial maze, then Baihe Town
The upper half of the people are ready.”
"Does Third Senior Sister know that Wen Caiwei is good at arithmetic and understands music?"
"I've never heard Wen Zongyi mention this."
After Chi Wulan finished speaking, he was slightly startled. He realized what the junior sister meant and was immediately overjoyed.
"The monks use medicine to maintain their health and use magic to prolong their lives, so that they can avoid internal diseases and prevent external troubles. Once Wen Caiwei takes the Zhenling Pill to replenish her soul, how about asking her to study magic with me?!"
