In a daze, Ning Ruirui found herself on the top of Huangshan Mountain.
The strange thing is that there is no one else around, Xia Tian, Ning Ruirui and the golden-haired monkey have all disappeared.
There was only a man wearing a burqa with cloud patterns embroidered on the corners of his clothes, standing silently in mid-air.
"Is this an illusion?" Ning Ruirui looked around and felt that the scene was not fake, because she could even clearly see the expressions on the faces of the tourists under the clouds and mist.
If it is not an illusion, then there is no way to explain it.
I was still underground in Huangshan Mountain just now, and in the blink of an eye I was in mid-air. How is that possible!
"Girl, you and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges these days. As long as you promise to exit the underground and leave Huangshan, I can let you go." The cloud-patterned man said calmly.
Ning Ruirui raised her eyes to look at this man and asked with a smile: "I'm already here. If it were you, would you choose to leave?"
"Yes." The moire man nodded solemnly, "Nothing is more important than life. If you go on, you will definitely die."
Ning Ruirui shook her head and replied with a serious face: "Sorry, I don't know how. Moreover, I have experienced situations where death is inevitable many times, and I am still alive today."
"If that's the case, then there's nothing to blame." The cloud-patterned man sighed softly, with a hint of regret in his tone. It was obvious that he didn't really want to commit such a crime.
"I'm very curious. Since you are known as the Three Wonders of Huangshan, you must be from Huangshan, right?"
Ning Ruirui couldn't help but asked her doubts, "Those people are obviously doing things that damage the spiritual veins at the bottom of the mountain, and the damage will be endless. Whether it is the nearby mountains and rivers, the people, animals and birds, it will be seriously affected. You all will be seriously affected.
Not only did they not stop it, but they actually helped it happen, which is really unfathomable."
The moire man's tone suddenly turned cold: "There is no need to explain this to an outsider like you."
"Of course you don't need to explain to outsiders, I'm afraid you can't explain it to yourself." Ning Ruirui was not really interested in what happened to them, she was just casually testing it.
"It's no use talking more, you can see the truth under your hands!" The cloud-patterned man swung his robe and was in front of Ning Ruirui in an instant. His palms were like shadows and he patted Ning Ruirui's chest.
Ning Ruirui frowned slightly and had to take a few steps back to avoid these palms.
Unexpectedly, this man with moire patterns followed him like a shadow.
The Piaomiao Step is a general movement method of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect. It has a very high upper limit and a low lower limit. It can be used by ordinary disciples, and can also be used by high-level immortal cultivators like Yue Qingya and Wentianjun.
Although Ning Ruirui is just a beginner, she can handle the average masters on earth.
The man with the moire pattern in front of him was always able to keep up, and was only one or two steps behind Ning Ruirui, as if he could catch up at any time.
"In terms of body skills, you are no match for me." The cloud-patterned man said proudly: "What I learned is the [Ten Thousand Miles of Cloud Condensation Technique]. In this artistic conception of the sea of clouds, no one can be faster than me.
No one has ever won me."
Ning Ruirui said coldly: "Wait until you are faster than me before I talk nonsense."
"I thought you were a woman, so I gave you three points." The cloud-patterned man sighed, and soon showed an impatient look: "Since you don't know what is good and what is good, I will let you know how powerful I am!"
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped, drew a semicircle with his palms in front of his body, gathered his strength, and shouted:
"The clouds in the sky are motionless!"
Ning Ruirui held her breath attentively and was on alert.
Sure enough, I saw an invisible energy that suddenly spread to the entire world. Then the sea of clouds condensed and the wind did not move.
The world here seems to be frozen, and even time seems to stop flowing.
"Um?"
Ning Ruirui suddenly felt that something was wrong. When she came back to her senses, she found that her hands and feet were unable to move and began to disappear, like a cloud of mist.
"I'll give you one last chance. As long as you agree to leave Huangshan, I can spare your life now." The body of the cloud-patterned man dissipated like mist, and solidified in front of Ning Ruirui. As soon as he raised his hand, he condensed a white stick.
"Otherwise, I will end your life immediately, girl, don't make the mistake."
Ning Ruirui looked indifferent and even smiled: "Don't you think you overlooked something?"
"Girl, do you think this low-level deception will work on me..." Before the cloud-patterned man could say anything, a long sword of the same white color suddenly penetrated his chest.
He glanced down and said in an indifferent tone: "It's still useless, don't waste your energy."
"Really?" Ning Ruirui chuckled twice, then reached out and grabbed the tip of the sword of the man holding the cloud pattern, and said lightly: "Actually, I also have a cloud, and it is more advanced than yours."
The cloud-patterned man wanted to say something else, but suddenly seven or eight sword shadows came at him, cutting him into pieces.
The seven or eight sword shadows suddenly condensed into a ball of sword pills, lying quietly in Ning Ruirui's palm.
"Liuyun Iron Pill is much more powerful than fake clouds like yours." Ning Ruirui held the sword pill tightly and said calmly.
The cloud-patterned man solidified his body again more than ten meters away, but blood stains were already seeping out of his chest. Apparently Ning Ruirui's sword just now had injured his body.
"Where did you get this thing from?" The moire man was shocked and angry, and his tone was no longer as calm as before.
Ning Ruirui said calmly: "Why should I tell you? Seeing that you were polite just now, I will give you a chance. If you surrender now, I won't kill you."
"Do you think it's possible?" The cloud-patterned man snorted coldly, pointed his sword at Ning Ruirui and said: "A mere magic weapon can break my artistic conception. It's as big as the world... Poof!"
Before he finished speaking, his throat felt sweet and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which wet his mask.
"W-what's going on?" The cloud-patterned man's tone became a little frightened, "My body...why is it like this?"
Soon, his body began to shake uncontrollably, blood kept flowing from his chest, and his white robe was gradually dyed red. Finally, he could no longer hold up and fell to the ground.
The artistic conception of the diffuse sea of clouds also dissipated in an instant.
Ning Ruirui felt her eyes blur, and then returned to the slightly dim Huangshan underground.
But there was still no sign of anyone else, so she felt that she must have been involved in a similar artistic conception.
The only person who worried her was Nie Xiaoli.
Ning Ruirui still didn't know that Xia Tian had enlightened Nie Xiaoli, she just thought that she was an ordinary person. If she faced an enemy alone, it would probably be a bit dangerous.
Just as she was hesitating, suddenly, a strange light lit up in the door in the distance.
"This light..." Ning Ruirui felt a strange feeling in her heart and subconsciously chased the light.
…
Nie Xiaoli was indeed brought into an artistic conception.
This is a jungle, but there are all kinds of weird pine trees growing there.
Some tower into the clouds, straight and straight, like a lonely swordsman raising his finger to the sky;
Some are intricately tangled, with hundreds of twists and turns, like beautiful dancers whirling and jumping;
Some bow to welcome guests, some look back and look forward;
Some are like tigers descending from the mountain, and some are like blue dragons flying into the clouds...
After watching for a while, Nie Xiaoli was surprised to find that these pine trees were actually the unique pine trees found in Huangshan Mountain, but for some reason, they all appeared here together.
"Nie Xiaoli, do you know your guilt?" Just when Nie Xiaoli was at a loss, a rather majestic voice sounded from above her head.
Nie Xiaoli looked up and saw a figure standing on the top of a giant pine tree. It was none other than one of the three unique people wearing a burqa.
"I'm asking you something, why don't you answer it?" The man suddenly jumped up and landed in front of Nie Xiaoli from under the giant pine tree.
Only then did Nie Xiaode see clearly that there was a green pine branch embroidered on this man's mask, and he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why do you know my name?"
"Of course I know your name. Nie Yuntian told me that." The man from Songzhi said calmly: "My surname is also Nie. In terms of seniority, Nie Yuntian has to call me uncle."
"Uh..." Nie Xiaoli was speechless for a moment. This generation is indeed a bit scary. "Since your surname is Nie, why do you want to help outsiders to harm the spiritual veins and the Nie family?"
The man from the pine branch snorted coldly and said unhappily: "What do you know, you junior? This is not something you can get involved in. Now as long as you turn around and leave, and promise not to mention anything about this place to anyone from now on, I can keep you safe."
"If I were just asking for peace, I wouldn't have come here." Nie Xiaoli was not a person willing to be mediocre. Hearing this, he immediately retorted: "Since I'm here, I must ask for the truth."
"Please tell me the truth?" The man from Songzhi couldn't help but sneered: "Are you worthy of it? Are all the men in the Nie family dead? Nie Yuntian doesn't know how to teach his children and grandchildren, but you have such an evil obstacle!"
Nie Xiaoli hated this kind of condescending attitude and retorted coldly: "You should ask yourselves why you do such a bad thing that will harm future generations."
"Insolent!" The man from Songzhi was furious and pointed at Nie Xiaoli: "You are a little bitch who doesn't understand the slightest bit of seniority. No wonder Nie Yuntian said that your death is not a pity. It is indeed the case."
Nie Xiaoli responded directly: "I don't regret dying, but you must die!"
"If you are stubborn, then don't forget my love for the incense." The man from the pine branch snorted coldly, and grabbed the void with his left hand, and a strange sword like a pine branch appeared in his palm, "Killing you can be regarded as a sacrifice for Nie.
Let’s clean up the house so that there will be no more scoundrels like you!”
Nie Xiaoli said coldly: "You are just dogs. You talk about family honor, but privately you only care about your own interests. For the so-called immortality, you can sacrifice your family, spiritual veins, and the lives of hundreds of miles around. It's simply
Worse than a dog!"
"It seems that you know a lot of things, so I won't let you go even more!" The man from Songzhi had a murderous look, and he stabbed Nie Xiaoli with the strange branch sword in his hand.
Nie Xiaoli was a little panicked at first, but after his body subconsciously avoided the attack, he suddenly came to his senses.
Only then did she remember that she was enlightened, that she was not an ordinary person, and that she was not incapable of fighting back. In that case, there was nothing to be afraid of.
At this moment, the man from Songzhi clenched the strange sword in his hand and stabbed Nie Xiaoli in front of his eyes.
The tip of the sword is getting bigger and bigger in the beautiful eyes.