Gu Yanyun's small movements were naturally not hidden from Wen Yi. She sat cross-legged and breathed out.
The spiritual energy in the Yunzhou secret realm is quite strong.
When she was lucky, Xiao Zhoutian came up with the ruthless killing swordsman technique that she had improved in her mind.
Adjust the spiritual energy of the Little Zhoutian, and the faint spiritual energy travels through the limbs and bones, like streams gradually gathering in the Dantian, sharpening the sharp sword existing in the Dantian.
The experience of being hunted these past few days has made her understand life and death more than she did in her previous life.
In her previous life, she had been cultivating in the sect before reaching the Yuanying realm. Wherever the True Lord Yuanying went, he was an unmatched existence. He could leave the sect and create his own sect.
The people I faced in my previous life were all powerful men above the Nascent Soul realm, and I had never experienced anything like Qingyao being so unreasonable and using despicable means to frame her because of a man.
Countless insights turned into bits and pieces of spiritual light integrated into Wen Yi's limbs and bones, and the spiritual energy condensed on the Dantian under her control and guidance.
She has reached the foundation building realm and is preparing to condense the golden elixir.
Wen Yi never fights an unprepared battle.
Her thoughts were wandering, and in a daze, Wen Yi heard the intermittent sobbing. When she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Yanyun whose eyes were swollen and unbelievable.
Sensing Wen Yi's gaze, Gu Yanyun pulled up the quilt to cover her head.
He was less than eight years old, and he experienced bloody things such as being kidnapped and the kidnapper's explosion in one day. He had nightmares one night, and he was frightened and frightened.
"Why are you crying? In the world of immortality, it is normal to kill people and seize treasures. The strong are respected. Didn't your brother teach you that?"
Wen Yi was already a Foundation Establishment monk when he was seven or eight years old. Although he had not experienced it personally, he had heard a lot about it.
From the moment he introduced Qi into his body and became a monk, Wen Yi was prepared to be killed.
She experienced life and death several times, but she did not die from the sect's conspiracy, the demon cultivator's interception, or the enemy's crazy revenge, but she died from the ascending thunder tribulation.
What made her find it even more unbelievable and unacceptable was that the Heavenly Way rejected the monks of the Sentient Way for ascension, and chose the Heartless Way out of resentment.
"I...I'm scared." Gu Yanyun grabbed a corner of Wen Yi's clothes. He pulled off the quilt to reveal his red and swollen eyes, "Sister, I'm so scared...aren't you scared?"
Killing is so terrible.
Faced with this problem, Wen Yi was stunned.
Afraid, of course.
The heartbreaking pain caused by the thunderstorm bombarding the body, and the despair of being unable to ascend after years of hard work lingered in Wen Yi's mind, becoming the memory she least wanted to mention or recall.
Under the thunderstorm that covers the sky and the sun, everyone is as small as an ant, even the Mahayana realm immortals who cover the sky with one hand.
"As long as you are stronger than the other party, they will be the ones who are afraid and trembling." Wen Yi's eyes fell on the quilt covering her body. Her eyes looking at Gu Yanyun were much gentler:
"Fear will amplify various emotions in your body, such as despair, self-abasement, etc.
You've already given up before the other party takes action."
Gu Yanyun clenched his fists, "I will definitely become a strong person."
I don’t know if Wen Yi is strong or not.
She only knows that she is stronger than others.
"I'm sorry." Gu Yanyun's black and white eyes were full of seriousness, and he said again: "Sister, I'm sorry." He was referring to the archery incident.
Wen Yi said: "I have no intention of forgiving you."
Gu Yanyun's heart felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"There are countless people who want to teach me a lesson, want to frame me, and want to kill me. I can't remember so many people, so I choose not to forgive them." Wen Yi said indifferently: "Your little tricks are not mine.
It's not worth mentioning in my eyes, I don't intend to forgive, and there is no need to take it to heart, but there is only this one chance."
"If there is a next time..."
Wen Yi's cold eyes pressed past her, and Gu Yanyun's breathing stopped involuntarily for a moment. His hands and feet were cold, and his body was as stiff as lead.
He read Wen Yi's hint.
Next time, he will raise his head to see me.
Gu Yanyun nodded quickly, he didn't dare anymore, he really didn't dare this time.
For a moment, there was silence in the cave.
The sky was getting brighter, and the humid peaks poured into the cave. Wen Yi, who had closed her eyes to rest, suddenly noticed that the formation she had arranged was touched by someone. She opened her eyes suddenly, "Someone is coming, find a place to hide."
Okay, save some rations, if I am still alive, I will find a way to inform the Yunshui Sword Sect."
Wen Yi handed a talisman to Gu Yanyun and took one in his hand, "These two talismans are sensitive. If I no longer have a fever, it means something happened to me. You can find a way to leave the misty forest."
She was unable to protect Gu Yanyun.
"I...I want to follow my sister." Gu Yanyun grasped the talisman tightly. The heat from the talisman was very hot, "I will be very obedient and will never cause trouble. I swear! And...
....and I am infinitely powerful.”
Wen Yi did not attack Gu Yanyun's "infinitely powerful" ambition, "The person who is chasing me is a monk at the Golden Core level or above. Your brother may not be able to defeat him. Can you do it?"
Gu Yanyun fell silent.
He is the young master of the Yunshui Sword Sect. He is praised wherever he goes. He has always felt that he is extremely talented and aims to be a chivalrous and righteous person. The Yunshui Sword Immortal is the person he admires the most.
When faced with Wen Yi's problem, he felt how naive he was.
"I will hide it, and hide it well." Gu Yanyun took out a large bag of candies from his purse and reluctantly said, "Give it to you. The candy will be sweet in your mouth and warm in your heart." Well, that's what his brother said.
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Wen Yi looked at him steadily, then took one, "This will be the reward for saving you."
She told Gu Yanyun some precautions, adjusted her mask and walked into the thick fog.
Gu Yanyun put the rune on his chest and watched the graceful figure leave before finding a place to hide.
...
Thick fog can block sight but not breath.
Wen Yi did not dare to wield the sword.
There must be an ambush above the thick fog.
It would be great if Liu Xinci, the second elder of Piaomiao Huanfu, was here.
"found it!"
A sharp voice sounded from behind.
Immediately afterwards, Wen Yi felt that the surrounding plants exploded with astonishing growth.
Dozens of vines shot out from all directions. Wen Yi called out his long sword and cut off the vines that were about to pierce his eyes. He rolled on the spot and ran away as fast as possible towards the depths of the misty forest.
"He is a wood monk, at least in the early stage of the Golden Core realm." While thinking, a picture emerged in Wen Yi's mind:
The wooden thorn in front will pierce her throat!
This is the innate spiritual intuition of the ruthless swordsman monks.
She quickly turned around and ran away in the other direction.
"Damn it, let her escape!"
An angry voice came from behind.
Immediately afterwards, another voice sneered: "A Golden Core Realm monk was fooled around by a Foundation Establishment Realm, and it was still on your home turf. Tsk, you still have to refute when you say you are a fool. Look at how your Taoist turned earth into a spear!"
As soon as the words fell.
Wen Yi saw dozens of spears made of solidified soil spurting out from the ground!