Chapter 364: There is never any hatred without reason
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The sky was slanting on the top of the mountain, and in the swaying mottled forest, Zhao Wanxi walked up the stone steps covered with fallen leaves. He felt nervous. He was punished and expelled for not obeying the rules at the mountain gate a few months ago.
Canglan Mountain did not abolish his cultivation. In fact, it could be seen that there was room for maneuver, but he couldn't swallow this breath and left voluntarily.
Now that I have come back, I feel a little blushing thinking about what the other brothers and sisters in the mountain sect think. But face is not as important as the magic sword. As a disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect, how can I continue to practice Taoism if I have lost my sword? Unless I have lost my sword.
He can find good materials and forge a new one, but he doesn't know how to forge weapons.
After walking for a while, they passed the corner in front and climbed up the mossy stone steps. There was a disciple of Canglan wearing a green robe. He was his junior brother in terms of seniority. At this time, he had his hands around the magic sword and looked at it with a playful expression on his face.
Come.
"Senior Brother Zhao, you've only been away for a few months and you're back? Let's go, the leader is waiting for you."
After saying that, the disciple didn't bother to pay attention to the senior brother, turned around and walked in front. Zhao Wanxi followed him and glanced fiercely. After a moment, after walking up dozens of steps, the open terrain in front of him spread out in his field of vision.
It was an old stone-tiled square, surrounded by attics with black tiles and white walls, window frames, and eaves with hook-and-loop patterns. The colors had become dull over time. There was a three-story building in the middle. On the door of the hall below, there were words
'Holding Sword Tower' is painted in big red letters.
The door plaque made of gloomy wood has long inlaid recesses. Something should have been hung on it. I heard that the sword stored on it was the Sword of the Zhen Sect. Unfortunately, he had never seen it in the more than ten years at the mountain gate.
I heard it was lost and disappeared.
"The master is inside." The disciple of the Holding Sword Tower tilted his head inward, and another disciple pushed the door open for him to go in, and warned: "The sword holding tower is an important place, and the magic sword must be removed."
Zhao Wanxi knew this rule, but he didn't have the magic sword anywhere. He smiled awkwardly: "I put it at the bottom of the mountain." After saying that, he walked around the other party and entered the building. The bright oil lamps were hung on four wooden boards.
The pillars were burning, the four pillars were carved with birds and animals, and the weapons were auspicious clouds. They were just too old to be true. The master didn't even bother to repair them. There were still thirty-six disciples in the sect, which gave him the illusion that the mountain gate was about to decline.
However, when he passed by, he did not see the figure of the leader. Standing in front of the leader with his back to him was a slim figure wearing a close-fitting green dress and a blue shirt. She had two red jade hairpins inserted sideways into her bun.
The braid hangs down the shoulders.
"Senior Sister Han?"
Zhao Wanxi frowned and stopped walking. When he was expelled from the mountain gate, this senior sister beat him the hardest. Standing here, a bad feeling rose in his heart.
He quickly looked around and saw no sign of the master, so he whispered: "I want to see the master."
"You won't be able to see the leader today. You should know that the leader has been ill."
The woman at the head slowly turned around, her brows were filled with frost, her voice was flat and cold, her red lips curled into a sneer, and her words suddenly reached a high pitch: "I let you in, do you really think you are allowed to meet the master?! That day I peeped in the door.
Female disciple takes a bath, if the master hadn't stopped me, I would have dug out your eyes long ago. Let's see who can save you this time."
Raising her hand to one side, she clenched it with her slender jade fingers. Standing on the weapon rack in the dark, with a clang, a magic sword flew over and fell into the woman's hand. The hilt was made of white jade, with auspicious clouds on both sides.
Ear, when the sword was swung, wisps of cold air rolled up.
"Senior sister...the master has said to let me go...don't disobey the master's wishes!"
Zhao Wanxi was so frightened that he took two steps back and waved his hands repeatedly. Not to mention that the sword was not lost, even if it was in his hand, he was no match for the senior sister in front of him. With the opponent's golden elixir cultivation, it would only take one or two spells to deal with him, not to mention the hand.
There is also a cold jade sword inside, which is much better than my own.
"I really came here for the mountain gate. Just listen to what my junior brother said..."
The figure at the top seemed to be too lazy to listen to his explanation. His body roared loudly, and with a twist of his clenched wrist, the magic sword dragged the afterimages straight to the opposite side. Just as Zhao Wanxi closed his eyes, he shouted the last word.
One sentence: "...that man said that the Canglan Sword Sect is not good enough, and he will come to ask for advice someday!" When the sword tip was almost touching his nose, it stopped, and the cold air spread out from above.
It made Zhao Wanxi shiver.
The sword-holding building became quiet. The woman holding the sword hilt stared at him for a while, then slowly lowered her sword to the opponent, her thin red lips slightly opened, and a dull voice sounded.
"who?"
"It looks like he is dressed as a teacher, but his cultivation level is too high... Yesterday, I helped a silk shop owner in Jiangcheng County to exorcise evil spirits. He stopped me and said that his sword control skills... were much better than those in Canglan Mountain.
... He knocked me back with just one sword strike and took away my magical sword..." Zhao Wanxi spoke like fried beans, half-truthfully and half-falsely telling the senior sister in front of him that that person had a high level of cultivation.
He couldn't beat him, but the senior sister's cultivation was still powerful. "Oh... By the way, that person can also kill dragons. Isn't that the secret skill of Canglan Mountain?"
Dragon-slaying energy?
The woman's body stiffened for a moment. This secret technique was indeed the secret technique of Canglan Mountain. Unfortunately, it was not taught to the previous leader Li Congyun.
How could an outsider do that?
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Wanxi, who was opposite him, saw her fall into silence and frowned, feeling secretly happy in his heart. This was the effect he wanted, so he continued speaking while the iron was hot, his tone a little more angry.
"That person also said that Xu Qingfeng, Wang Xuanyi, Li Congyun, and Duan Jiqing are all hard-spoken and soft-hearted..." In fact, except for the headmaster Xu Qingfeng, he didn't know much about Wang Xuanyi, Li Congyun, and Duan Jiqing at Shanmen.
For more than ten years, the family rarely mentioned the past.
The woman closed her eyes slightly, as if confirming something, and asked softly: "Is that person's surname Chen or Yuan?"
Zhao Wanxi, who was secretly happy in his heart, was suddenly startled. Could it be that he was an acquaintance of the senior sister?
"Sister, do you know him?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "We know each other, how can we not know..." the woman murmured a few words, her face was cold and scary, "I haven't seen him for more than 20 years, I thought he was hiding.
I practiced in the mountains and stopped consulting the world of mortals. Unexpectedly, I came out again."
"Senior sister, what are you talking about..." Zhao Wanxi asked cautiously, but what he answered was a jade hand that suddenly raised up and swept him away through the air, hitting him against a wooden pillar beside him.
The oil lamp shook and the oil flew out.
"You don't even know him, yet you go to provoke him."
The cold jade sword that had been hanging down was slowly raised in the woman's hand, "Do you know how prosperous the Canglan Sword Sect once was, but it was all destroyed in his hands."
The moment the words were spoken, it seemed that the woman's memories were brought back. At this moment, the memory came back again.
The sky was filled with thunder and lightning. In the firelight and lightning, she looked at her most beloved senior sister, whose head was torn off by that man. She saw the magnificent attics and beautiful flower gardens turned into ruins and ashes under the thunder.
; I saw many disciples being hit by lightning and being scorched to death.
The man rushed into the sky and faced the thunder. His eyes were as red as blood. He was surrounded by countless soul guards. At that moment, he seemed to be a terrifying evil demon in the world.
The memory comes back and drifts away.
The words of the woman holding the sword and pointing towards her were still floating softly.
"Do you know that more than twenty years ago, Wang Xuanyi, the head of the sect, went crazy. The Beiyuan Sword Master Duan Qing died, the master uncle of the Zhenmo Cave was also killed by him, and the sword Tianlu of the Zhensect was also in his hands. You
Why should I compete with him? Do you know why I let you go? Because you are not even qualified to die in his hands!
"
Zhao Wanxi covered his chest and lay on the ground with a dumbfounded expression.
It’s over… it’s over…
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come...
However, the woman opposite him seemed to be in a daze and vented her words, seeming to show how powerful that person was, but actually she wanted to compete with him.
"Get out!"
With a sudden violent shout, the woman's hair flew, Zhao Wanxi was wrapped in a cold magic power, and was blown away. He knocked open the door, fell down the stone steps, and rolled out.
The Canglan disciples outside knew that this senior sister had a bad temper, but they had never seen her get so angry, so they quickly ran to inform the head master's wife.
In the hall where everyone was looking, a slim figure standing in the middle was staring straight at the ground.
There were words that only she could hear, as if she were speaking to someone who was no longer here.
"Senior Sister Jingshu, he has appeared, and I will avenge you!"