When Xiao Yi stabbed him with a sword, Li Jian was able to dodge it. Although he could barely dodge it, he would definitely not be hurt by this sword. He could even take the opportunity to counterattack Xiao Yi, but Li Jian was not so Do.
The current situation is still urgent, and Li Jian is not willing to always have this fruitless entanglement with Xiao Yi. What he wants is to find a way to defeat his opponent. Since he was hit by a sword in the leg and suffered severe pain, There was such a flash of inspiration in his mind, but unfortunately it just passed by. Since there is a way, then he should try again, endure the pain of flesh and blood, and find a way to kill the demonic sword cultivator. It was definitely worth it for Li Jian, so when the lavender-sharp spirit sword approached, he missed the place where the opponent wanted to stab, which was his chest, and instead moved his left shoulder towards it...
In Xiao Yi's view, this little swordsman from the Five Spirits Sect is really confusing. Looking at his figure, it is obvious that he can dodge this sword, and then he has to be careful of his backhand, but After the opponent staggered his chest, he straightened his shoulders and bumped into his sword light. There was a slight sound of "chi", which was the sound of the sharp sword breaking through the flesh and blood when it penetrated the opponent's shoulder, and then the opponent's With a muffled groan, the sword penetrated, and Xiao Yi was even more certain that the opponent had hit him with the sword on purpose. Although the sword pierced the opponent's shoulder, judging from the feeling coming from the hilt, the sword was just It pierced the opponent's flesh and blood, and the bones of the shoulder were avoided by the opponent. If the sword also hurt the opponent's shoulder bone, there would definitely be a "crack" feeling on the hilt.
Xiao Yi believed that the current situation was a method of self-injury used by this little sword cultivator out of desperation. Now his sword was trapped in his flesh and blood, and he was also in front of the other party. This little sword cultivator Although Xiu suffered several injuries, he never dared to underestimate the two blazing white spirit swords in his hands. At such a close distance, if he had any way to forcefully seal his spirit swords for a moment , he had no choice but to withdraw his sword and escape, otherwise under the attack of the opponent's two spiritual swords, he would end up either dead or seriously injured!
Therefore, when Li Jian suddenly laughed loudly, Xiao Yi became more convinced of his guess. He was so shocked that he didn't even listen to what the other party said. He hurriedly withdrew his hand and drew out his sword. At the same time, he flew away.
When the lavender long sword was quickly withdrawn from Li Jian's shoulder, another shower of blood came out, and Li Jian's body twitched violently at the same time.
"Brother Li!" Yan Xuan, who was not far away, was frightened and worried, and couldn't help shouting.
"It's okay, Miss Yan, don't come here...look at me...watch me kill him!"
After listening to what Qian Chao said earlier, Yanxuan was more convinced that Li Jian was now at a very critical pass on his sword cultivation road. It would be detrimental to him if others helped him. This pass was extremely important to Li Jian. He He could only step by step by himself, so even though Yanxuan was frightened by the sight, he couldn't go to help.
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The moment Xiao Yi's sword pierced his shoulder, the severe pain made Li Jian's eyes blurred for a very short moment. At that moment, the fierce-browed and pale-faced Xiao Yi was in front of him. Gone, replaced by a picture...
In the shade of the forest, there is a clump of tall and straight green bamboos. The bamboo body is straight from top to bottom, round and knotted. The bamboo branches are swaying slightly and the bamboo leaves are dancing slowly. Under this clump of bamboos, a man in green robe is sitting cross-legged and with his eyes closed, with a calm face. , there are two equally green clear bamboo branches, one long and one short, side by side on the knees of this man sitting cross-legged!
This picture flashed in Li Jian's mind for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace. But this time Li Jian did it intentionally. For a short moment, the picture was like a point falling into the dry wilderness. Spark suddenly lit up a raging fire in Li Jian's heart!
He remembered, what happened in that picture!
That was the last time he was in the Jianmu Forest in Jianzhong Mountain. After he used his green bamboo spirit sword to repel the many sword puppets wandering there, he meditated for a long time under a clump of bamboos because he had something in his heart. That Jianmu Forest This is not an ordinary place. The trees or green bamboos in the forest were all used to be magical weapons in the hands of a certain alchemy sword cultivator. They were deliberately left there by the monks of Mu Xiufeng after the owner died. Over time, it became the Jianmulin with a strong sword spirit today. After Li Jian's enlightenment, he always felt that he had something in his heart, but he couldn't express it. It was like he was being pushed and pulled by others. He was brought to a closed window in confusion. He didn't know what the scenery was outside, and he didn't know what to do.
However, the sword that Xiao Yi stabbed into his shoulder was just like stabbing into the window paper. A small sword hole allowed the scenery outside to shine through and enter Li Jian's eyes!
Li Jian, who was in severe pain, suddenly understood what he had gained from his enlightenment in Jianmulin that day!
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The opponent was still in front of him, and the fight was not over yet. Because the sword hit was on his left shoulder and his left arm was already immobile, Li Jian simply put away the dagger in his left hand.
At this time, although Xiao Yi was possessed by the devil, he could still maintain his clarity. He was very confused. The little sword cultivator opposite did not take advantage of his sword to stab him. Instead, he laughed for a while and said something nonsense. At the margin, he still wants to thank himself, but for what?
Then Xiao Yi saw that the little sword cultivator actually put away one of his spiritual swords, leaving only a sword, no... not a sword. Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes in shock, why was he holding... When did it change to a bamboo stick?
Li Jian ignored Xiao Yi's eyes at all, but carefully looked at the clear bamboo branch in his hand. The section he held as a sword hilt, and a piece of emerald green on a bamboo joint near his hand. After gently rubbing the small bamboo leaf, Li Jian raised his head and looked at the opposite side and said:
"I say thank you from the bottom of my heart. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to take this step..."
Xiao Yi still didn't know why, but he was soon stunned as he watched the emerald green bamboo stick begin to shine slightly in Li Jian's hand. The round bamboo stick exuded a dark green light, and then the light suddenly changed from emerald green to Seeing the incomparably incandescent sword light, he was extremely surprised to see that what he was holding in the hands of the little sword cultivator was no longer the bamboo branch, but a sharp sword with cold light and dazzling white light!
Li Jian deliberately let Xiao Yi see the evolution process of the Green Bamboo Spirit Sword clearly in front of Xiao Yi, and then stared at Xiao Yi and said:
"Now, it's my turn..."
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Xing Rang, like many of the casual cultivators behind him, were lost in Tang Ping's powerful illusion. The difference was that the casual cultivators were fighting each other in confusion, while he remained frozen in the air with a dull face. Do not move!
Xing Rang's methods were naturally incomparable to those of casual cultivators, but he was also trapped by Tang Ping's illusions, because when Tang Ping started to perform illusions, he was the closest one, relying on Tang Ping's illusions. The idea was that Wen Liang would come here to attack him. If so, maybe the matter would be over this time, but... it would be good to trap Xing Rang.
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Chengqitang has not changed much in the past few decades. If Qian Chao could see with his own eyes what Xing Rang saw in the illusion, he would definitely think so.
In the fantasy, Xing Rang was completely immersed in reminiscing about the past. He was absent-mindedly refining weapons in Chengqi Hall, but his eyes would glance at the door of the inner hall from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone or some news. . After waiting for a while, maybe a long time, in short, he finally waited in a nervous mood. A figure came out of the inner hall, winked at him and walked out. Xing Rang quickly got up and followed him.
In a forest beside the wall outside Chengqi Hall, the senior fellow from the inner hall said to him apologetically:
"Junior Brother Xing, this is the Sword Armor Examination. The sword and armor you presented...well...not all the senior brothers recognized..."
Seeing the disappointment and sadness that could not be concealed on Xing Rang's face, a senior fellow from the inner hall immediately said:
"However, you don't need to be discouraged. All the senior brothers have also said that although your sword armor is not qualified to enter the inner hall, it is still considered top-notch among the junior brothers in the Chengqi Hall now. It doesn't matter if you fail once. After all, you have just reached the third level of Qi refining, so you still have time. If you polish your weapon refining skills, I believe you will pass next time."
After the senior brother left, Xing Rang returned to Chengqi Hall listlessly. His movements attracted many people, and his expression at this time seemed to confirm something. At this time, someone said in a strange way:
"How about it, Junior Brother Xing, it seems you are going to become an inner disciple, ha..."
"You guys, why do you like to make sarcastic remarks on the side? Even if Junior Brother Xing can't enter the inner hall for a while, the spiritual weapons they refine are much stronger than yours!"
"Hmph, I know I'm not a material for learning weapon refining, let alone entering the inner hall. It's a pity...some people don't know it yet!"
"you……"
Amidst the divergent opinions, Xing Rang left the Chengqi Hall as if he was running away and entered a blur. It seemed that many years had passed. When the blur disappeared, he found himself in the Chengqi Hall again, standing at the entrance of the inner hall. On the steps, next to him was the senior brother from the inner hall. At this time, the senior brother seemed very happy. He put a hand on his shoulder and said loudly to the many disciples who were refining weapons below:
"Junior Brother Xing has always been diligent and hardworking in his training. He is especially talented in the art of weapon refining, and he is not discouraged by defeat. He has been working harder over the years. Now he has passed the sword armor examination in the inner hall. Now , he is a disciple of the inner hall of the Chengqi Hall. It is rare and even rarer to be able to enter the inner hall at the sixth level of the weapon refining. Anyone who can enter the inner hall while refining a weapon has achieved something. We congratulate you here. Junior Brother Xing, as fellow junior brothers, you must follow Junior Brother Xing as a role model. You must study the art of weapon refining, and only by working tirelessly can you achieve something..."
Standing there, Xing Rang felt that the scenery was endless and his heart felt extremely happy. He finally got his long-cherished wish. He was immersed in a great sense of accomplishment. At the same time, he looked down excitedly. Many people were looking up at him. Some of them are envious, some are happy for him, some applaud him, and of course some are jealous. They all have different expressions. Even those who once ridiculed him for not knowing his abilities are now a little embarrassed in front of his achievements. When Xing Rang looked over, he avoided his gaze.
At this time, Xing Rang was so satisfied that he seemed to have nothing more to ask for. After all, he had finally become the inner disciple he had dreamed of, and finally had the small sign around his waist proving his identity as an inner disciple. The little brand has been envious of it for who knows how long, and now it finally gets one.
When he thought of this, Xing Rang couldn't help but fumble with the hem of his robe, wanting to experience the roundness and hardness of the small brand again, but...it was obviously his inner brother who hung it on his waist. It was obvious that he could touch it even when he was walking, but at this moment... it disappeared instead!
Shocked, Xing Rang lowered his head and groped around for a while. He immediately picked up the silk ribbon that tied the master's jade pendant and looked for it carefully. Sure enough, it was not there... The silk ribbon had been cut with a knife, and everything on it was gone!
"Haha!" Someone suddenly shouted from below, "He doesn't even have the name of the inner hall. He is not a disciple of the inner hall. He is fake..."
Xing Rang was shocked. When he looked again, even the senior brother next to him looked at him coldly for some reason!
At this moment, a voice rang:
"Senior Brother Xing, you have been expelled from the inner hall. The senior brothers in the inner hall have explained that no matter where they meet you, the first priority is to get back the inner hall badge that was given to you. You are no longer worthy of wearing it. Got it!"
When Xing Rang suddenly heard this, he felt a fire burning in his chest and roared angrily:
"Nonsense! Give it back to me..."
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What Qian Chao was holding was the small sign that Xing Rang had obtained to prove his identity. He wanted to take advantage of Xing Rang's fall into the illusion to quietly get the small sign, but he didn't. Thinking that Xing Rang, who was in the illusion, would also find that his inner hall sign was missing, fumble around at the hem of his robe, and look over with a change of expression. Qian Chao thought that he had woken him up, so he had the above some words.
Indeed, the senior brother in the inner hall said that as a traitor, the punishment sign must be taken back.
Xing Rang's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he was about to pounce on Qian Chao in a furious manner.
At the same time, several money tides also used their own methods to deal with Xing Zang.
At this moment, a large group of birds suddenly flew over from the sky, all flying and circling around Xing Rang. They saw that Xing Rang's momentum towards Qian Chao slowed down, and finally stopped motionless again.
Then one of the coots suddenly landed on Qian Chao's shoulder, and spoke in his ear. It was Tang Ping's voice:
"Boy Qian, don't make trouble! There are important things about him that I haven't figured out yet. If you make trouble again, you won't be able to find out anything!"
"Oh..." Only then did Qian Chao realize that he had been a little reckless just now.
I have said many times in the previous article that if an important person is captured, if that person is stubborn and refuses to speak, it is better to torture him than to send him to Yueyinglin in Shuiyun Valley and let the monks who are proficient in illusion there ask him. Ask, that person will naturally explain even his most private secrets clearly.
And Tang Ping is now using this method to deal with Xing Rang!
