Then with a wave of his sleeves, they were sent off to the ring at the same time.
Some people whispered.
"I've known for a long time that something was wrong with Zhen Qiran from the moment she came on stage. It's really a pity that this opening competition looks like a useless feeling. It's not pleasant. It's not fun enough."
"What's the use of it. As long as you win, you are successful."
Zhao Ning glanced in the direction of Yun Jinfan, and she walked to Guo Ying'er. The two girls were excited and excited at the moment. Obviously, she did not expect to win like this.
After so many years, Yun Jinfan has finally mastered something. No matter how lazy and unruly she is, time can always make up for some shortcomings, not to mention the guidance of the remnant soul of Yuan Shen from time to time. No matter how good her swordsmanship is, she is proficient in it. It's still a great achievement. As long as Yun Jinfan didn't secretly use his methods during the sword fight, it can be regarded as a competition that should be recognized.
There were hundreds of battles in the sword fighting conference. Time was running out, and Shi Yueze couldn't waste time on Yun Jinfan, so he quickly started the next round. This round was still a sword fighting in the foundation-building realm. .
Zhao Ning didn't look, she noticed that Zhen Qiran was running in the direction she was leaving, as if she was eager to catch up with something.
She paused for a moment, raised her eyes to the sky, and saw that the vague figure had disappeared, so she chased after him.
Zhao Ning didn't chase him very far.
But he saw Zhen Qiran wielding his sword and reached a high mountain. Standing on the high mountain was an old man with gray hair. The old man's misty aura seemed to be about to dissipate at any moment.
"Master!" As soon as Zhen Qiran saw the other party, she knelt down at the other party's feet.
The old man turned his head and his eyes fell on Zhen Qiran. Zhao Ning was not surprised when he saw his appearance, which was somewhat similar to the child's Master Xiaoyi.
"Master, you..."
Before Zhen Qiran finished speaking, Master Xiaoyi interrupted him dissatisfiedly, "Disciple, why did you lose?"
Zhen Qiran hesitated, lowered her head and did not dare to say more. She could only blame herself, "I'm sorry, Master, my disciple has embarrassed you."
"That's all, I influenced you."
Master Xiaoyi sighed, but Zhen Qiran rushed to speak, "This has nothing to do with you, Master. It's because my disciple is mentally unstable."
"Qi Ran, you have to know that the road to cultivation is long, and you will encounter many things. You can't be upset and your sword skills will be affected just because you encounter a small thing. You are a sword cultivator, and your sword cultivation intention is to be firm. , the state of mind should be like a rock.”
"Master, my disciple knows, but Master's matter is not a trivial matter. What's more, Master, you, you..." Zhen Qiran said several times, as if she was about to choke, and she could not finish her words.
"Isn't it just that life is short?" Master Xiaoyi said very calmly, as if he was not talking about life and death. "What's the point? Who in the world will not die?"
Zhao Ning did not expect that meeting Master Xiaoyi again would be such a tragedy. However, Master Xiaoyi transformed into a god in the mortal world back then. Now that he has returned to Bianzhou, his cultivation and appearance have returned to their original state, but he has not improved. This seems to indicate something.
Master Xiaoyi's words made Zhen Qiran even more sad.
"No, no, no, Master, you shouldn't have passed away. You could have successfully transformed into a spirit and achieved the status of Yuan Shen. If it hadn't been for me... you rushed back to save me, this wouldn't have happened."
"You don't have to feel guilty." Master Xiaoyi said, "My grudges with the Ziyan Sect have been involved for nearly a thousand years. They were already facing each other when Haoyang was still there. In the mortal world, they also tried their best to harm me, but they didn't want me I escaped. But these bastards actually set their sights on you and your family. They just wanted to take revenge on me! Ha, they succeeded."
"No, no, no, Master, it's none of your business. If I hadn't noticed the Ziyan Sect's conspiracy, I wouldn't have caused my parents to listen to their nonsense, go deep into the Xunlei Valley, and wake up the Xunlei gangsters. Beast, I won't... nor will I be in deep danger alone, unable to save myself, I can only wait for Master to break the precept and break the void to come here to save me."
The more Zhen Qiran spoke, the more guilty she felt, and the more she spoke, the more hateful she became, "Sooner or later, I will destroy the Ziyan Sect and make them kneel in front of the master and commit suicide."
"Nonsense!" Master Xiaoyi suddenly scolded, "Purple Flame Sect has been passed down for thousands of years. There are Master Yuanshen in the sect, three Masters Yuanying, and more than ten Jindan Masters, most of whom are They are all top-grade golden elixirs, how can such a sect be defeated by you alone!"
Zhen Qiran hesitated, then lowered her head in grief and anger.
But the frustration in his heart still made him speak out to refute, "But isn't it possible for Master to oppose the Purple Flame Sect with one person?!"
"Shut up! Do you want to make your master angry to death now?!" Master Xiaoyi looked very ugly, "When I faced off against the Ziyan Sect, the Ziyan Sect was almost in decline, huh, three thousand years ago , I don’t know what kind of benefits I have gained since I hooked up with Haoyang, but it has actually developed to such an extent that even Jihan Palace can hardly contain it.”
Zhen Qiran heard Master Xiaoyi's comments and closed her eyes tightly. The depression in her heart could not dissipate, so she actually raised her hand and slapped herself hard.
I hate myself for being useless, I hate that I can't share my master's worries, I hate that I can only watch my master forcefully break through the blockade of the gods to save me, and then be seriously injured by the Xunlei Meng Beast.
"Okay." Master Xiaoyi slowed down his tone again, "I know that you are not angry, so I will teach you one last thing, the word "endurance" is the word "sword". On the day when you are strong enough, you can Pick up the 'knife', you know?"
"Do you know?!" Zhen Qiran did not answer, making Master Xiaoyi's tone even more serious.
Zhen Qiran had no choice but to agree.
"After my master's death, the Purple Flame Sect may still come to deal with you. Master tells you that if you want to find peace temporarily, you have only one way." Master Xiaoyi met Zhen Qiran's blank eyes, and then looked at him Said, "Achieve top-grade golden elixir."
But he didn't expect that Master Xiaoyi's method sounded a bit unclear, but Zhao Ning still couldn't help but think of the scene in Wanjian Sect a few years ago. The attitude of Ziyan Sect towards the two high-grade golden elixirs that they had snatched seemed... ...High-grade golden elixirs have a transcendent status in the Ziyan Sect, and it is even said that the Ziyan Sect has unusual tolerance for high-grade golden elixirs.
Is it just because the top-grade golden elixir represents the most unlimited potential?
Zhen Qiran became even more confused after hearing the six words, but Master Xiaoyi didn't seem to want to explain any more.
He raised his head, his eyes fell on the big rock not far away, he raised his head and patted Zhen Qiran's head, "Let's go, Master wants to meet an old friend."
Zhao Ning could completely hide her aura in front of Zhen Qiran, but she was invisible around Master Xiaoyi. Master Xiaoyi actually knew about it since she followed Zhen Qiran here.
"But, Master, I want to stay by your side." Zhen Qiran did not move.
Master Xiaoyi laughed angrily and kicked him with a moderate kick, "Go away, your master can still live for a while, he won't die soon."
Zhao Ning slowly turned out from behind the big stone. Zhen Qiran knew that she could no longer disobey her master's order, so she had to lower her head and retreat. When passing by Zhao Ning, her eyes paused, and then she raised her hands and saluted.
Zhao Ning nodded slightly and waited until his figure was out of sight before slowly approaching.
Master Xiaoyi looked Zhao Ning up and down with a smile, and was amazed, "Back then, you, a little girl, was just building the foundation, but now you are already in the middle stage of the golden elixir. Tsk, this golden elixir is a bit strange. I can't tell if it is." Top-grade golden elixir. But 80% of this true essence is a top-grade golden elixir. Tsk tsk tsk, it’s less than forty years old, it’s really magical. By the way, where is that guy Qin Keyuan, why didn’t you see him? "
Zhao Ning did not answer, but stepped forward and bowed to Xiaoyi on the sidewalk.
At that time, Master Xiaoyi was considered an ally. Although he suffered some humiliation, decades later, it was nothing.
Master Xiaoyi probably realized something, so he just stroked his beard and nodded.
"Master Xiaoyi, I haven't seen you for many years. I wanted to say hello, but I didn't want to..."
"This shows that we are still destined to allow me to meet my old friend before I die." Master Xiaoyi laughed loudly, and after being ridiculous for a while, his expression darkened. He took a few steps forward and shook his head, " Hiding and hiding and calculating and calculating, I still haven’t escaped the revenge of the Purple Flame Sect.”
"The grudge between Master Xiaoyi and the Ziyan Sect is so unresolved."
"More than just fighting to the death. They fucking ruined my chance of reincarnation."
It was obviously a heartbreaking ending, but Master Xiaoyi said it just to vent, as if he had really seen through it.
"Haoyang, you should know. He was the most talented person in Kunxu back then. I didn't understand anything when I first entered the world of cultivation, and I followed him for a few years. But who knew that in the end, they parted ways and it became even more fierce. The relationship between the Purple Flame Sect and Hao Yang is extremely delicate, and even with the evil fate of Fairy Moon Covering, it has not changed. They supported Hao Yang, but later they turned their backs on Hao Yang for unknown reasons."
"But, Zhao Ning." Master Xiaoyi called her, "This genius should not mess with the subtleties. I can't afford it."
Zhao Ning said nothing.
She asked, "Why is this Purple Flame Sect so powerful? Not to mention the protection of the Master Yuanshen and the protection of the sect by Master Yuanying, the number of more than a dozen high-grade golden elixirs in this sect alone is equivalent to the number in one cultivation world."
"Some of them were trained in the Eight Classics, some were captured from other places but willingly joined them, and some...heh..." Master Xiaoyi shrugged, "The devil knows how to achieve high-grade golden elixirs."
"Your girl's high-grade golden elixir is very strange, so be careful."
Zhao Ning nodded, but he didn't have much thought.
Master Xiaoyi looked up at the sky. At this time, the sky was cloudless and blue. He suddenly said, as if he was relieved, "It's okay. The old man is tired of eating candied haws, so that's it."
Zhao Ning then raised her head, not knowing what to look at, and murmured, "Master Xiaoyi, what is the transformation of the spirit?"
Master Xiaoyi chuckled, "Some people say that you must complete your unfinished mortal destiny. Some people say that if you have obsessions in your heart and are still in reincarnation, you will not transcend reincarnation and become a soul. Some people say it is simpler, saying that as long as you are still in reincarnation, you will Just go to the ordinary world and that’s it.”
"Even those venerables who succeeded in breaking through the Yuan Shen in the form of gods, they can't tell which step allowed them to break out of the form of gods. The old man has been searching for clues for thousands of years and still can't find the answer. It's a pity that the transformation into gods is imminent, and he has to take action. I chose the most compromise method and headed to the mortal world."
When Master Xiaoyi talks about his experience of becoming a god, he laughs at himself.
"How can there be a master who can transform into a god by eating candied haws on a haws, haha.
Three thousand years ago, I was born in the common world, during a time of war and famine. Later, my family either starved to death or had their escape blocked by tree bark. I was lucky enough to sneak away while the refugees were making trouble and rushing into the city. When I entered the city, I realized that the people below were hungry, but the princes and nobles above still had plenty to eat. Do you know what the first thing I ate in the city was? "
Zhao Ning guessed it.
"A half-bitten candied haws with half an insect corpse hidden inside, haha. I still remember the way the prince and young master on the carriage were so disgusted by the insects that they wanted to vomit. But the half candied haws was taken seriously. I was brought back from the brink of fainting and sustained myself until I met my benefactor."
"Then I kept thinking that that candied haws on a stick was the turning point of my entire life. Without it, I might have died on that day without any trouble." Mr. Xiaoyi seemed to be unable to stand still, he He bent down and supported the ground, stretched his legs, and sat on the edge of the cliff, like a child. "So when the time came to transform into a god, I thought about countless possibilities, and the last thought was still on this candied haws."
Zhao Ning followed and squatted next to him.
"Little girl, am I stupid?"
Zhao Ning shook his head, "If it were me, I would probably make the same choice."
Master Xiaoyi chuckled, "You can't tell, the little girl talks very pleasantly."
After a while, he said, "Since I'm going to die, little girl, do me a favor?"
"You say."
"Take care of my unlucky disciple. This is the only descendant who has awakened the blood of my benefactor. I want him to live well until one day he can rescue his benefactor."
Zhao Ning was slightly surprised, "Your benefactor..."
"He is still alive and well, but it is a pity that he will never be seen again."
Master Xiaoyi sighed. If Master Xiaoyi's emotions before were just superficial waves, only when he said these words was he truly sad.
"Does Master Zhen know?"
"When the time comes, his blood will tell him."
Master Xiaoyi stood up, facing the sunset, and stretched casually, "That's it. It's time to say goodbye."
He didn't wait for Zhao Ning to speak, and walked down, dressed in sunset clothes, like an ordinary ordinary old man.
Halfway through, Zhen Qiran suddenly broke out and stopped in front of Master Xiaoyi. Tears were streaming down her face, but she couldn't say anything.
Master Xiaoyi did not answer. He pushed Zhen Qiran away with one hand without any nostalgia and continued walking on his way to dusk.
Zhen Qiran did not give up, and followed Master Xiaoyi on her knees.
Master Xiaoyi didn’t know where he was going or where he was going to stop. He walked from dusk to dawn, from dark to dawn. Behind him, Zhen Qiran’s knees were already bloody and her bones were exposed, but he didn’t make a sound. A cry.
Zhao Ning didn't know how to describe this scene. She saw Master Xiaoyi's determination and despair, and saw Zhen Qiran's despair and pleading.
She doesn't understand, and maybe no one understands. They are the only ones in the world who understand their own sorrow.
But at this moment, Master Xiaoyi stepped on the line of dawn and dusk, half light and half dark. He suddenly raised his head to look at the rising sun. The aura on his body began to rise steadily. Thunderclouds suddenly appeared in the sky that was originally clear for thousands of miles.
Thunder strikes were brewing in the thick and oppressive clouds.
Even Zhen Qiran was surprised and struggled to get up. His eyes were full of astonishment, which turned into great joy, "Master, Master, it's Thunder Punishment for God Transformation. You succeeded. You are going to be promoted to Yuan Shen. You …”
But his joy stopped when Master Xiaoyi turned to look at him lightly.
Deeper despair surged into Zhen Qiran's heart.
"It's useless." Master Xiaoyi said to him, "My body can no longer support me through the punishment of thunder."
"Master!!!" Zhen Qiran rushed forward, but was immediately grabbed by Zhao Ning's collar.
