At dusk, the slanting glow dyed the clouds on the horizon blood red. It’s easy to think of bad scenarios.
In the Shili Stone Pavilion on the top of Pingding Mountain, Lu Jingyuan sat with his backlight, his face looking particularly gloomy. There was someone sitting in front of Lu Jingyuan.
He is dressed in a yellow robe and is over forty years old. Due to his long-term practice of Taiqing Immortal Technique, he looks much younger than his peers, which often makes people ignore his actual age.
This person is none other than Jing Yan.
Jing Yan was quietly looking at the high-spirited young man in front of him. In fact, Lu Jingyuan was indeed in a high-spirited age. At the age of eighteen, he was extremely talented and was lucky enough to meet a famous teacher like Shen Yunyang. If nothing unexpected happens, the future is limitless.
Just now, Lu Jingyuan, who was practicing Qi in the back mountain, was called to Shili Pavilion on the hill by Jing Yan, who had returned from exploring the deep mountains and old forests. Among the people accompanying him, everyone was there, but Shen Yunyang was the only one missing.
Lu Jingyuan was still wondering why the master didn't come back with them? After asking the question twice in a row, everyone remained silent, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in his heart.
After everyone arrived at Pingding Mountain, they all used the wind to fly towards their respective caves. Jing Yan sat on the stone bench of Shiliting Pavilion and did not move. Until Lu Jingyuan came.
After a moment of silence, Jing Yan looked up at Lu Jingyuan, his eyes filled with sadness, and two lines of tears couldn't help but fall down his cheeks.
Lu Jingyuan panicked when he saw this scene, and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind.
"Uncle Jing, what happened?"
Jing Yan didn't say anything, he just glanced at Lu Jingyuan silently, stretched out his big hand and patted his arm. After a while, he slowly said: "Lu Jingyuan, you are eighteen years old, you should be sensible."
Lu Jingyuan was even more suspicious. Although Jing Yan was usually stern, was he not like this? And what was that look at him just now?
There was a strange and depressing atmosphere in the air.
Lu Jingyuan still looked up at the man in yellow robes, waiting for him to say what he was stuffing in his stomach.
Jing Yan also looked at Lu Jingyuan carefully and saw that his expression was calm as usual, so he continued:
"Just now, Shen Yunyang was killed."
When Lu Jingyuan heard this, he felt like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, and he froze in place. Unexpectedly, the farewell in the morning would become an eternal farewell.
"You will have to walk the long road of spiritual practice alone in the future. However, don't worry, we will try our best to help you..."
Jing Yan was still chattering, but Lu Jingyuan couldn't listen anymore. He was immersed in a sea of sadness. Hot tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his head and suppressed the urge to cry to prevent the tears from falling.
The setting sun on the horizon is as red as blood. He seemed to see the figure of his master in the red blood.
Jing Yan looked at Lu Jingyuan's figure and felt desolate in his heart. He took out a piece of fire chestnut fruit from his arms, placed it on the table in the stone pavilion, and said to Lu Jingyuan:
"On this expedition, your master's body disappeared, but his spirit will live on forever. This is your master's share."
After saying that, he blew up the wind and flew away in the air.
Soon, the setting sun disappeared into the mountain peaks, and the western sky was filled with black crows. Lu Jingyuan recovered from his sadness, but his mood was still very low.
He put away the chestnuts. Wrap it carefully with a paper handkerchief and put it in your pocket. This is the treasure of heaven and earth that Master sacrificed his life for him, and it is of great significance to him.
A man walked along the open path towards his residence. The waning moon above his head was like a hook, glowing with pale light, casting his shadow on the ground, lonely. When the cold wind blows in the silent jungle, I feel desolate.
Lu Jingyuan walked all the way down from the ten-mile pavilion on the hill to his residence, which was only three miles away. This time the walk seemed particularly long.
Returning to this residence that was once called "home", looking at the darkened hut and the cold pots and stoves, it seemed as if no one had lived in it for a long time.
Although Lu Jingyuan was very hungry, there seemed to be a magic power acting on him, leaving him without the courage to break the silence.
This silence is so strange.
A ray of moonlight slanted into the half-open window, and it was very white. As if filial piety.
Lu Jingyuan slumped down on the bed without taking off his clothes or shoes.
——If it had been in the past, Master's scolding would have been heard long ago.
Lu Jingyuan just lay quietly, too lazy to move, thinking secretly: "I won't practice tonight."
——If it had been in the past, the master's seven-foot whip would have hit him long ago.
The darkness surrounded him, wrapped in loneliness, and he fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Lu Jingyuan woke up from hunger. It was just getting dark. He turned over, his stomach was empty and he was very weak.
There was no fire all day and there was no food on the stove. This couldn't help but make him miss his old life even more. In the days when Master was around, even though he only had a simple meal, he never went hungry.
He grabbed the stiff slices of steamed buns on the table, put them in his mouth and started to chew them.
Walking to the riverside, he found a woman in the river who seemed to be drowning. He instinctively waded in to save her. When I looked closer, it didn't look like drowning.
I saw that she was wearing black clothes, and most of her body was immersed in the cold water, with only her head exposed above the water. In the moonlight, his face was calm and calm.
During Lu Jingyuan's hesitation, the woman opened her eyes. Those eyes were bright and sparkling, and a chill like snow shot out from them.
She looked at Lu Jingyuan coldly, without any emotion that a human should have. For a moment, Lu Jingyuan thought she was a beast, but when he blinked again, he saw that she was indeed a big girl.
Just when he was stunned, the woman suddenly jumped out of the water and rushed towards him the next moment. At that moment, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the seven-foot sword was already in his hand.
Seeing the woman flying towards her, Lu Jingyuan had a panic expression on his face. He never thought that occasionally getting up early would lead to death. If he knew, he would never go out even if he was hungry.
The woman's sword tip was still three inches away from Lu Jingyuan, and the surging sword energy was already rushing towards her face. At this moment, Lu Jingyuan's head went blank for a while, as if he was not thinking about anything, and there seemed to be thousands of thoughts passing through him.
At this moment, only two "clang--" sounds were heard. Lu Jingyuan raised his eyes again and saw that the woman's sword had been shot down by a hidden weapon.
At the same time, Jing Long's voice came to his ears, "Miss, you can't harm my brother Lu Jingyuan. You must pass my test first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jinglong rushed over from the left and intercepted the woman's next move. The two started fighting on the water.
"Go away, little brat. No one can save Lu today." During the fight, the woman in black said coldly to Jinglong.
"That can't be done. Lu Jingyuan is my brother. I'm afraid that if I agree, the sword in my hand won't agree."
"Are you looking for death?"
The woman in black scolded Jinglong angrily, swung her sword and slashed at him.
"Girl, did you recognize the wrong person? I don't know you at all?" Lu Jingyuan was stunned. He didn't know the woman in black at all. Why did she want to kill him by name as soon as they met?
The woman didn't answer indifferently. She swung her sword and released a spiritual whirlpool, forcing Jinglong back. She turned the tip of the sword and charged at Lu Jingyuan again. Jinglong caught up immediately, stopped the woman again, and said with a smile:
"Oh! I know, you are the killer of Blood Pagoda! Take people's money and help them eliminate disasters!"
After a long fight, the woman in black became angry and attacked harder and fiercer, showing no mercy.
Jing Long studied under Tang Yunting and was taught carefully by Jing Yan. After a few years, he has opened up several joints and reached the middle stage of Xuanling Realm.
But under the fierce offensive of the woman in black, they were retreating steadily. Later on, he was in a dilemma where he could only parry but had no power to fight back. I couldn't help but feel anxious secretly in my heart, and even more resentful that I didn't practice properly and only focused on being lazy and fishing.
Seeing that Jinglong was in danger and was about to be defeated, Lu Jingyuan felt anxious. But when he activated the Xuan Gong, he felt that the spiritual sea was empty, and he couldn't squeeze out a ray of spiritual breath. This made him stamp his feet anxiously.
I don't know whether it was because he was too sad that he lost all his spiritual power, or because he didn't eat all night.
"If you like to meddle in other people's business, please stay alive!"
The woman in black said coldly, and with a flash of sword light, a blast of cold energy struck Jinglong's neck.
Jinglong had just finished releasing his killing move, and before he had time to recover his spiritual power, he was caught off guard by the sudden attack of energy! In desperation, he had to raise his sword to block. Only two "clang" sounds were heard, and the long sword was broken into two parts. The enemy's offensive did not slow down, and they rushed towards Jinglong to kill him.
"ah……"
With a scream, Jinglong's body floated up in the wind. At that moment, the sky and the earth became so silent. Time seemed to slow down, for fear of breaking the silence.
Lu Jingyuan was angry. He watched helplessly as a man who was as close as a brother died in front of his eyes. A hot feeling instantly surged into my heart. The next moment, as he pushed out his palms, two scorching flames rushed towards the woman in black.
The woman in black was knocked to the ground by the fire snake and burned. She splashed in the cold water for a long time before the flames were controlled. Very embarrassed. Obviously, she was completely surprised by Lu Jingyuan's sudden counterattack.
Lu Jingyuan slowly came to the woman. The water under his feet was indeed very cold, which made Lu Jingyuan's heart become much colder. He said indifferently:
"Who sent you to kill me?"
The woman in black raised her head and looked at him, with lingering fear in her eyes, but she still adhered to the killer's career plan and did not name her employer.
At this time, Jing Yan and his wife also arrived. They came over after hearing their son's screams just now.
Just after they met, Wang Xi raised his hand, and several bone-penetrating nails flew out and shot towards the woman in black. It's highly poisonous.
"Little Killer Star, if you dare to touch my Jinglong, I'm not in a hurry to kill you today. But I won't make you feel better either! You just got poisoned by my Three-Day Soul-Destroying Nail. Go back and tell your old immortal master, If you really have the ability, you can find a solution. However, the poison only lasts for three days. Once these three days have passed, even if Daluo Jinxian comes, it will be difficult to save him."
Judging from the situation, it is obvious that the two parties are old acquaintances. Jing Yan said a word to her:
"Let's go! Say hello to your master for me. Today's accounts are recorded, and I will definitely pay you a visit another day!"
