When Xu Huaigu and Cui Huai were fighting fiercely on the Xiushui River, Wu Susu and Su Xinren, who were left behind in Xinyu Sect, were also worried about Xu Huaigu's safety.
Wu Susu looked anxious and worried, and had no intention of returning to Mingjian Hall. After all, Su Xinren was over seventy years old, and no matter how good his health was, he could not spend the night in the mountains, so he went back first, leaving only Wu Susu still in the mountains.
She looked towards the direction where Cui Huai and Xu Huaigu flew with their swords. Their figures were quickly covered by woods and rocks.
Wu Susu couldn't see them and became even more anxious. She gritted her teeth and continued to climb to the top of the mountain regardless of the severe cold.
Today is still a melting snow day, and the temperature is terrifyingly low. Coupled with the cold wind in the mountains, Wu Susu could not stop shivering from the cold.
She finally understood how unbearable it was to be in the mountains at night without the protection of her cultivation as a mortal body.
But as she and Xu Huaigu said, she is not afraid of hardship. Wu Susu was very strong-willed, and she climbed up to a high ground with a wide view. From here, she could just see the beautiful water in the distance, which was the battlefield between the two.
It's fine if you don't look at it. This look made Wu Susu even more frightened. Xiushui, a few miles away, had completely changed.
The river seemed to be going crazy, turning over here and there again. Each big wave from the river was more than ten feet high. Such huge waves hit the shore and made a loud noise like thunder.
Under the impact of this huge wave, the trees on the shore were as fragile as dead branches in winter, and they were all broken at the waist.
This is just beside the Xiushui River, but the white and cyan sword energies crisscrossing in the air are even more powerful and shocking.
Each sword energy struck the mountain, and the place it passed was like cutting tofu with a knife, being cut into two pieces effortlessly.
Under the sword energy, many huge ravines appeared on the nearby ground. Everything in the ravine was shattered into pieces by the sword's will. From a distance, it looked like a piece of scorched earth.
If the fight continues like this, most of the Qianjiangshan in these ten miles will be completely destroyed by the sword energy of these two people.
Wu Susu grew up in this place since she was a child, so she naturally has deep feelings for Qianjiangshan. Now that I see this place that was originally beautiful, but it has been completely destroyed, my heart feels like it has been cut by a knife, and I am filled with grief.
But at the same time, she couldn't help but worry more about Xu Huaigu. Can he survive under this level of sword energy?
Wu Susu thought it was impossible. In her eyes, no matter how powerful Xu Huaigu was, compared with Cui Huai, it was far behind.
She stood there and stared at it for a long time. She didn't know how many hours had passed. The river surface finally became calmer, and the scattered sword energy was restrained.
The sword fight between the two was probably over. Wu Susu desperately wanted to find evidence that Xu Huaigu survived in this mess, but her vision was not high. Looking at it like this, she couldn't see anything interesting at all.
Wu Susu lost her mind and glanced at the horizon. A long and narrow fish belly gradually lit up. It was daybreak.
She continued to look at Xiushui for a while, but still couldn't see anything, so she gave up and assumed that Xu Huaigu was dead and prepared to go back.
After standing all night, Wu Susu's body was so frozen that she could hardly move. She lowered her head, with a sad face, and slowly moved down the mountain step by step, heading towards Mingjian Hall.
...The sun gradually came out, and the fog was dispersed above the river, revealing the silent Xiushui River, and a lonely person sitting on a stone by the river.
By the beautiful water, the whole body was covered with wounds and devastation. Several nearby peaks were razed to the ground, and one mountain was traversed by a sword energy halfway up the mountainside, leaving only half the mountainside below, and no one knew where the peaks above had gone.
Of course, Cui Huai's sword that cut open the beautiful water and changed its direction was also very regrettable. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the first ray of sunshine of the New Year passed through the clouds and fell on the river.
The breeze blew by, and there was deathly silence in Xu Huaigu's ears. At this time, in the mountains and fields, there should be birds chirping one after another, and if you are lucky, you can hear a few ape calls.
But now, there is nothing, even the sound of the waves in the river is very small, it seems that even Xiushui is dying.
Yes, Xu Huaigu's plan did succeed last night. In the last two swords pressing down from the sky, Cui Huai's body-protecting sword intent failed to save his life, and he was killed by Xu Huaigu.
Anyone else would have been excited about killing the ninth-level monks with the seventh-level cultivation level. However, Xu Huaigu was not only not happy, but also felt an incomprehensible loneliness in his heart.
Is this the power of a monk? Moving mountains and reclaiming seas, taking life and death, is this what he has been pursuing?
He looked down at his hands and the sword tied to his waist, feeling deeply suspicious. Should a monk who possesses this kind of power beyond nature, who eats the wind, drinks the dew, and sleeps in the morning sun, really be called a god by the world?
Shouldn't he be called a demon? Perhaps Xu Huaigu himself will never be able to find the answers to these questions.
I didn't expect to come to Xinyu Sect. I originally wanted to take the opportunity to fulfill Zuo Qiuxun's wish, suppress my inner demons, and strive to take a further step on the path of cultivation.
But after experiencing this battle, he had doubts about his swordsmanship, and his inner demons became even more rampant.
No matter what, if killing and fighting are the ultimate goal of practice, then there is nothing good about practice, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t practice.
Lianzi Xiaojian picked up a blue dress and looked at it from a distance
It flew over with a "whoosh" sound, landed briskly next to Xu Huaigu, and chirped crisply as if to take credit.
This piece of clothing brought back by Lianzi Xiaojian is Cui Huai's robe. The lifelong collection of this Nine Realm monk is all here.
Including Cui Huai's natal flying sword and the outer sword, these two immortal weapons are also inside. After finally risking his life to kill a great monk of the Ninth Realm, Xu Huaigu felt sorry for himself if he didn't take the thing away.
Xu Huaigu put away his robe, glanced at Xiu Shui guiltily, and without too much hesitation, he stepped on the flying sword, entered the clouds, and flew in the direction of Mingjian Hall.
He was immersed in his own emotions and seemed to have forgotten one thing. Cui Huai is the Nine Realm Sword Immortal of Shuiyun Sect. Logically speaking, he should have a natal soul lamp.
But Xu Huaigu forgot this, so Cui Huai's natal soul lamp had returned to the Shuiyun Sect's Patriarch Hall with Cui Huai's remaining soul.
...The Shuiyun Sect in the central part of Feiyu Continent is entrenched in the area with the strongest spiritual energy in Feiyu Continent. It is surrounded by mountains and two rivers meet here.
One is the Luhua River, the largest water system in Feiyuzhou, and the other is the Hong River, the largest tributary of the Luhua River.
Surrounded by mountains and rivers, there is this rare palace. The beautiful scenery of Shuiyun Sect is unparalleled in the world, but only people in the sect can appreciate it.
Because of the existence of the sect-protecting formation, people dozens of miles away can no longer get close to it. This sect follows ancient laws and conveys its majesty and pride to the entire Feiyu Continent.
However, on the first day of the new year, the Shuiyun Sect was unusually panicked. The reason was that when a disciple was doing daily cleaning in the Patriarch Hall, he discovered that one of the natal soul lamps in the row enshrined above had suddenly gone out.
In fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon. After all, the sect is big and there are too many disciples or elders going out, so it is inevitable that something unexpected will happen.
Generally speaking, they are all monks in the fourth and fifth realms. To have a seventh-level monk is considered a big deal and can be used as a source of conversation after dinner.
But what this disciple saw was a natal soul lamp located at the forefront. So much so that the disciple thought he was dazzled and continued sweeping the floor.
When he finished sweeping the floor and looked again, the natal soul lamp was still out, without even a spark.
This disciple felt that something was not right, so he boldly went to take a look at the name under the soul lamp. This sight scared this little disciple to the point of losing his mind.
Because the name written under the soul lamp turned out to be Elder Cui Cui Huai! In fact, this disciple has never met Cui Huai at all, but he knows that Cui Huai's status in Shuiyun Sect is probably as different as Yunni compared to him.
He thought that Cui Huai was probably one of the most powerful people in Shuiyun Sect besides the sect leader.
Remembering that he had swept the ground for a long time before, and that the soul lamp had been extinguished long ago, he was so scared that his heart trembled.
If he delayed such a big thing for so long, he would be kicked out of Shuiyun Sect, right? He did not dare to delay any longer, so he quickly ran to the elder on duty in the Patriarch Hall and said in a panic: "Elder, this is terrible! Elder Cui Huaicui's soul lamp has been extinguished!" When the elder on duty heard this, he also He jumped up in shock and said: "What! Who are you talking about?" The disciple was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and said: "It's Cui Huai, Elder Cui!" The elder was dubious and asked: "How is it possible! Have you ever Did you read it wrong?" The disciple spread his hands and said anxiously: "It's absolutely true! I just saw it when I was sweeping the floor. If the elder doesn't believe it, you can go and see it yourself!" The elder had a cold face and walked away. When he walked to the room where the natal soul lamp was stored, he saw that Cui Huai's soul lamp was indeed extinguished, and his face suddenly turned pale.
He quickly asked the disciple, "When was it destroyed?" The disciple was covered in sweat, gritted his teeth, blinked his eyes, and lied, "Just now!" Why was the boss so embarrassed? Without saying anything, he quickly rushed out of the ancestral hall, then immediately sacrificed his own flying sword, raised the sword to the sky, and rushed to find the leader of Shuiyun Sect.
The disciple also ran out of the ancestral hall immediately. Looking at the elder who was wielding the sword and walking away, his face was filled with sadness and he felt very uneasy.
He always felt that he had made a big mistake in the time he wasted sweeping the floor.
