Not far away, Liu Xinci, who was breathing heavily in the room, suddenly opened his eyes. He felt a murderous aura so strong that he couldn't resist, which scared him out of his sleep.
Liu Xinci summoned his life sword and left the room. He floated a little in the air and looked down at the brightly lit Yunshui City. He cautiously and slowly searched for the kind of danger that made his soul tremble.
Carefully testing, he did not dare to interrupt roughly to face unknown dangers.
Liu Xinci patrolled for a long time and found no source of murderous intent.
He formed a seal on his palm, and a thin, transparent barrier protected the residence of Miao Miao Huan Mansion like an inverted sea bowl.
"The breath of a ruthless killing sword." Liu Xinci landed on the roof, his serious and old-fashioned face full of traces of wind and frost:
"There are only a handful of ruthless killing sword cultivators above the Out-of-Body Realm in Central Continent, and they can't get out of their own territory. Could it be that there is a new Out-of-Body Realm master in Yunshui City?"
Thinking of this, Liu Xinci became more and more eager to be promoted.
Piao Miao Huan Mansion is the weakest among the six major sects in terms of overall strength. Sword Sect, Beast Control Sect and the like are overwhelming the sects and they can't breathe.
However, the palace owner, a female classmate, is short-sighted. She endures it again and again, and cannot be reused. She doesn't even have the courage to resist.
Liu Xinci felt more and more that she was not worthy of holding the power of the sect. If a woman could not take good care of her husband and raise her children, what would happen if she came out to show her face.
When it comes to publicity, Wen Yi is simply...incomprehensible.
That's what it says.
Liu Xinci's attitude towards Wen Yi changed significantly.
Especially the Nine Heavens Banner and half a bottle of White Jade Chiyang Pill that I need to overcome the tribulation.
As if after confirming that there were no loopholes, Liu Xinci went back to his room, crossed his legs, and breathed out.
...
Shen Yu, who was wearing a white robe, sat on a chair. He snapped his fingers and the candle ignited without fire.
He picked up the charm Wen Yi left on the table and looked at it carefully, with an unexpected look on his stern face:
"Master-level production."
There are only a handful of people in the entire Central Continent who can make this kind of talisman. Shen Yu discovers that Wen Yi has many secrets.
For example, she is only at the Foundation Establishment level, but her soul power is terrifyingly powerful, comparable to her own.
For example, her knowledge and insight are far beyond those of her peers, and she is able to skillfully use the charm technique of sentient beings, and can control the monks' emotions. Although it is rare, it is not something she can do with her level of cultivation and experience.
"I really made a gourmet charm." Shen Yu picked up the thin charm with his well-jointed hands, feeling the flow of spiritual power, and raised the corners of his mouth a little bit.
He hadn't felt this cared about in a long time.
Especially after reaching the ultimate level of ruthless swordsmanship, Shen Yu's emotions were as indifferent as ice, and nothing could make him emotionally disturbed.
After reading the spell, Shen Yu looked at Wen Yi's trophies.
An ancient coin of good fortune, and a dagger of bad luck.
The moment Shen Yu's hand touched the dagger, some unfamiliar fragments suddenly poured into his brain, and his head suddenly became dizzy, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
"Prince...ascend...Prince...ascend..."
Crazy murmurs rushed into his mind, and Shen Yu felt as if his head was being violently stirred by a dagger, and sharp pain spread all over his body.
"Dang!"
The dagger was thrown to the ground.
Even though the thermometer made such a loud noise, I was still so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes.
Shen Yu held his forehead with one hand and waited for a long time before he stabilized. He raised his hand and the dagger of doom floated in the air. Ninety-nine painful and desperate souls were hidden in it: "Fengjian Yue."
Shen Yu uttered Feng Jianyue's name coldly, and Shen Yu had a splitting headache.
When he got the dagger of doom, the past fragments of the former Surabaya Imperial Master were a bit blurry and not very clear. Shen Yu could only recognize four words: Baoyueyinzong.
Thousands of years ago, Baoyueyin Sect was one of the four major sects in Sishui Kingdom.
Shen Yu was born with sword bones and was accepted as a closed disciple by the leader of the Baoyue Yin Sect, where he met Feng Jianyue.
They were close friends back then.
A man who wants to be the only sword master in history, wield his sword to the end of the world, and fight evil as a knight.
A dream to leave the Baoyue Yin Sect and become the national master of Surabaya, promoting kindness and kindness.
In the end, everything turned into a dream.
Shen Yu inexplicably lost his memory after the Sishui Kingdom was massacred and destroyed, and was trapped in the abyss. He didn't even know whether he had ascended.
As for Kazamazuki.
Shen Yu speculated that he might have ascended long ago and had his own authority and temple, where he was worshiped with incense.
God is unknowable and invisible. Wen Yi often thinks about Feng Jian Yue, and sooner or later she will be watched and targeted. This is why Shen Yu does not tell her who the monks who collect fairy sword fragments are.
He took a look at the Dagger of Doom's abilities.
To be effective, this kind of dagger can only be thrown at the enemy when no one is paying attention. It is very powerful and cannot be controlled.
For the sake of the two gourmet charms, Shen Yu calmly took some blood from Wen Yi, made a seal with his hands, and layered the black and red blood seals on the dagger of doom.
The dagger first tried its best to resist, releasing the imprisoned soul and trying to bite the sealing spell. The dagger body trembled violently, exuding strong malice.
The fierce murderous intent will kill everyone no matter who comes.
Gradually, the malice emitted by the dagger diminished until it disappeared. The trembling dagger body calmed down and lay quietly on the rosewood table. Its light was restrained, just like an ordinary dagger.
Shen Yu did not seal its ability, but only engraved Wen Yi's name on the ownerless dagger so that it could no longer harm Wen Yi.
It was getting bright before I knew it.
Wen Yi opened her eyes and saw Shen Yu standing by the window looking into the distance.
"Get out quickly." She suddenly shouted.
Shen Yu turned around and looked at her coldly.
Wen Yi quickly pulled up the quilt and covered her face, "You broke into my boudoir early in the morning, Shen Yu, you are shameless."
Shen Yu: "...Possessed?"
What hasn't he seen?
Not to mention the ugly sleeping posture of Wen Yi with her arms and legs spread out, she has even seen her with no hair on her head, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
"We are forced by the situation in the secret realm." Wen Yi's voice came from under the quilt, "Now we are leaving the barbaric secret realm. We are civilized people and we have to say no to evildoers."
Shen Yu waved expressionlessly. A screen blocked the sight of the two of them. He sat by the window and picked up a book to read.
Wen Yi pulled down the quilt and took a look, then reluctantly got up and changed into a pink dress. The skirt was outlined with large swathes of blooming hibiscus in silver thread.
After washing, she sat in front of the dressing table and dressed up carefully.
Silk flowers of the same color and round and beautiful pearl hair accessories are inserted into the black and smooth bun, which is beautiful and bright.
She carefully traced a red hibiscus flower between her eyebrows, and the edges of the flower flower were embellished with silver powder, which shone brightly in the sunlight.
"Does it look good?" Wen Yi tilted her head and asked Shen Yu.
Shen Yu raised his eyes and said, "You wasted an hour. If you have this little time to go out and swing your sword and improve your sensitivity, you won't be beaten half to death by a mere golden elixir realm."
Although he was asleep, he could see the outside and sense the outside world through Wen Yi's eyes.
"Anyway, I won." Wen Yi glared at him, "There is no beauty that doesn't require time to dress up carefully. You are just a piece of wood that doesn't understand style."
Shen Yu disagreed.
If you have this kind of leisure, you might as well practice swordsmanship.