In the mist inside the mountain gate, Lin Yige shook off Wu Mingshi's back collar, pulled out the evil sword on the side, and put it on his neck.
"Where did you get this sword?"
Originally, she just wanted these people to apologize to those two meat buns, but she never thought that they would encounter a blood sacrifice under her nose.
As a result, she had to go back to the mountain gate early on an empty stomach.
Wu Mingshi knelt on the ground and was aroused by the coldness on his neck. He suddenly trembled and replied with a low eyebrow: "I picked it up. I accidentally broke into an ancient cave and picked it up!"
He still didn't understand why he, who had already established his foundation, was beaten so badly by a mortal woman that his whole body was in severe pain, and he couldn't even use his spiritual energy to recover from his injuries?
Did the other party conceal his cultivation, or did he make a mistake?
Lin Yige glanced at him and moved the sword in his hand slightly, leaving a blood mark on his neck.
"Where did the layout diagram of the Ten Directions Gathering Evil Formation come from?"
"Yes... I bought it from Tingfeng Pavilion." Wu Mingshi lowered his head and replied while kneeling.
He moved his fingertips slightly and took the two talismans used by the master to save his life - the Explosion Talisman and the Divine Movement Talisman.
Lin Yige didn't miss his little move, but didn't care much about it.
Are you tired of living in the Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation, attacking the disciples of the Guiyi Sect?
She continued to ask: "Do you know what the consequences would have been if I had not stopped it?"
Wu Mingshi turned slightly sideways, farther away from the sword, and said: "No...isn't it just an extra sword mark? Can it really destroy the sword monument?"
"Of course the sword monument cannot be destroyed, but the Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation will be activated and enter an active counterattack state. Everyone present...will die."
The Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation can be used to attack, defend, and trap people. It is absolutely extraordinary.
At that time, there were hundreds of people watching in front of the mountain gate. Most of them were people from Baihe Town. Their ancestors had a long history with the Guiyi Sect.
If he hadn't taken these things into consideration, Lin Yige wouldn't have had to retrieve his divine sense and sword intent in such a hurry.
Wu Mingshi raised his head with shock in his eyes and murmured: "No...impossible, that's not what the master said..."
He just wanted to get some fame, but he didn't really want to anger the Guiyi faction!
The master clearly said that as long as he could leave a sword mark on the Guiyi Sect's sword monument, he would be able to become famous, establish a sect and recruit disciples.
He even thought up and used the name of the sect, and called it Wuji Sect.
Realizing that he had let slip, Wu Mingshi's face changed slightly, and he immediately tore up the two talismans in his hands and threw the explosive talisman at the girl in front of him.
A ball of flames exploded, but it was blocked by an invisible barrier and failed to harm Lin Yige in the slightest.
Wu Mingshi had used the magic talisman to escape dozens of feet in an instant.
Lin Yige was about to chase after him when a cold wind passed by. Wu Mingshi's castration continued unabated and turned into a huge lump of ice.
A flash of ice-blue sword light flashed, and the rolling lump of ice instantly shattered into ice fragments and scattered all over the ground.
Seeing this familiar two-stroke combo, Lin Yige turned around hurriedly.
The person who came was dressed in feathers and wearing a star crown, with white hair and glass-like eyes that were neither sad nor happy, like a statue of ice and snow beauty. He was Feng Qingqing, the seventh-generation leader of the Guiyi Sect.
Lin Yige was overjoyed and couldn't help calling: "Senior Sister!"
Looking at the strange girl in front of her who had received the divine will and sword intention from her junior sister, her eyes were slightly red, but Feng Qingqing's expression remained indifferent.
She woke up from trance as early as when there was any movement on the sword monument.
It was just the thousands of years of Qing Dynasty that made Feng Qingqing, who was not fond of words, almost forget how to speak. After a while, she nodded and uttered one syllable with difficulty: "Yes."
Afterwards, Feng Qingqing handed the soul-gazing mirror that collected Wu Mingshi's soul to Lin Yige.
Interrogating you sentence by sentence like the suspected junior sister just did, not only has to say a lot of things, but also has to bother to distinguish the authenticity, which is a complete waste of training time.
Lin Yige took the soul-gazing mirror, handed the evil sword to Feng Qingqing, and said without warning: "Sister, please deal with this evil sword first."
Feng gently took the evil sword, looked at it for a moment, stretched out his white jade-like index finger, flicked the sword lightly, "Ding..."
The sword was like a stone that had been weathered for thousands of years and turned into a pile of fine sand.
Hundreds of innocent souls refined in the sword were also purified and dispersed between heaven and earth.
After doing this, Feng Qingqing reached out and patted the suspected junior sister on the shoulder.
In an instant, the two of them arrived at Yingxian Pavilion.
Lin Yige reacted and said happily: "We haven't seen each other for a thousand years, and my senior sister's Taoist attainments are even more profound!"
Feng Qingqing's expression didn't change at all, he just raised his hand and put it on the girl's head, then quietly stared into her eyes.
Sensing the strength on top of his head and looking into those calm eyes, Lin Yige suddenly remembered a moment a thousand years ago.
She immediately relaxed, put aside distracting thoughts, and relaxed her mind.
Sure enough, a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy wrapped in the cold sword energy flowed from top to bottom, washing and widening the meridians and acupuncture points in her body with lightning speed.
After enduring the pain that was like shattering bones and the chill that was like ice all over his body, Lin Yige soon felt the warm and numb feeling when all the meridians and acupuncture points were activated and the spiritual energy entered the body to repair the meridians.
As expected of the resolute senior sister, the method of forcibly opening the acupuncture point without saying a word was exactly the same as what she had experienced when she introduced Qi into her body for the first time.
Only when the recipient is completely defenseless can the sword energy be used to open the meridians without damaging the root and achieve the effect of cleansing the essence and cutting the marrow.
The sword energy that opens the pulse can break through the inherent limitations of this body. With the help of the divine will and sword intention from thousands of years ago, Lin Yige's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.
In just a few moments, she not only introduced Qi into her body again, but her cultivation level instantly reached the peak of Qi refining.
In this way, she only needs to increase her physical strength to successfully regain her strength from a thousand years ago.
Lin Yige breathed a sigh of relief and thanked: "Senior Sister, please worry about it."
Opening a pulse with sword energy requires hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation on the part of the caster, which is not an ordinary effort.
The senior sister is still the same as before, she loves her little junior sister the most.
Feng Qingqing's face was as calm as ever, but in his heart he was very satisfied with the girl's wholehearted trust.
She waved her hand and used the Cleansing Technique to clean away the dirt on the little junior sister's body. Then she stretched out her hand to grab a young man in mid-air and picked it up from nowhere and placed it next to her.
The young man with blue and black eyes was sitting in a sitting position with a jade slip in his hand. Suddenly, the environment changed and he sat down on the ground without being able to react.
Feng gently pointed to the apprentice on the ground, "Fufeng." Then pointed to Lin Yige, "Yige."
Lin Yige was a little surprised to hear that the elder sister who rarely spoke rarely said so many words.
Just as he was about to read the senior sister's expression again, he saw Feng Qingqing's immortal figure disappearing like an illusion.
But the young man with a tired face climbed up from the ground, bowed his head to Lin Yige: "Liu Fufeng, the eighth generation true successor of the Guiyi Sect, pays my respects to my junior uncle!"
Although this young uncle's bone age, cultivation, and appearance are not comparable to the "No. 1 Female Sword Immortal of Mountains and Seas" who became famous thousands of years ago, the master said she is, and she is!
Master, she cherishes her words like gold and never speaks lies!
