The shadow of the swan flashed, and an inviolable aura descended from the sky. On the peaks and below, the birds and beasts trembled.
The golden body exudes pure and flawless light, as bright and hard as a diamond.
As long as the eyes are not blind, it is clear to everyone that this bird is by no means the simple blue swan in the legend, but should belong to the phoenix species that has mutated the bloodline of the swan, and is an alien species that can crush existences in the same realm.
This bird is magical and extraordinary, and it is also the owner of a charming person. The two looks are perfectly matched, which really makes the disciples who are hiding by the windows and corners peeping feel envious and jealous.
Maybe handsome people are always lucky, because being handsome is a kind of luck.
Du Ruozhou had some small pride hidden in his heart, but tried not to show it. He saluted and said, "Without the gift of a fraternal egg from my junior brother, I would never have had such a spiritual bird. I would like to express my gratitude here."
Yan Ci listened to his sincere tone and thanked him in return: "Although this bird's talent is rare, it depends more on whether it is fed properly in the later period. There is no need to be polite."
The atmosphere at the scene was quite harmonious. People who were hiding walked into the courtyard one after another with a calm attitude and showed good behavior.
The swan landed on the ancient tree. This bird's spirituality was amazing. It could vaguely recognize Yan Ci's aura, and its eyes also revealed a hint of intimacy.
After chatting for a few more words, the words were polite but seemed a bit stiff.
The years have always been harsh and unfeeling, and the past where we talked about everything is suddenly gone forever, and the irreversible feelings are gradually becoming desolate.
Although Du Ruozhou didn't want to admit it, the gap in each other's hearts was obvious. Sixteen years was a long time after all.
There is no need to say boring words, it is even more boring to say them.
As a bystander, it was easier for Qu Yuyi to see through the subtle details of the feeling of disappointment that it was as if they had not seen each other. She sighed softly and made clear her intention: "My little sister is following the order of my master Jun, please ask my senior brother to return to Luojia today." Shan, we have something to discuss."
Yan Ci looked indifferent and said calmly: "Master Liu Peak, does she still remember Yan?" His tone was so cold that he was talking about a stranger.
Originally, no one was supposed to protect or take care of anyone, and Yan Ci didn't want to transfer her resentment to Liu Ruoxi. She just remembered the disappointment and felt an uncontrollable heartache.
Qu Yuyi suddenly felt sad. The rejection from his classmates made Yan Ci a loner. Not to mention someone offering words of comfort, there was no one around him to listen.
Walking alone on the thorny road with heavy weight, the lonely mental journey gnaws at the Taoist heart. For practitioners who are not strong-willed, it is only a matter of time before they become possessed.
After so many years, I should have let go of those past events, but when I think about Liu Ruoxi and Qing Ming being the same as sisters, yet she abandoned her only disciple after Qing Ming passed away, it does seem a bit heartless.
Du Ruozhou felt unhappy, but he had no shame in blaming others, and said gently: "You can't keep yesterday, why should junior brother be so worried about it?"
Yan Ci smiled casually and said: "Leaving Tongchenyuan was not Yan's original intention, not to mention that a good horse will never turn back to eat grass. If he goes back and is ignored by others, it is better to burn incense and sweep the floor here on Tingfeng. To put himself and others, if Brother Du is in Yan In a certain situation, how should you choose?"
In the title, Yan Ci has already drawn a clear line, indicating that they are no longer classmates who are considered brothers, but just old friends.
"You damn boy really has the guts to betray the Taoist sect!" Du Ruozhou muttered softly and said, "Whether a horse can turn back to the grass depends on whether the grass is good or not. There are many Taoist sects that are better than the Pojing Miaoguan Sect, but there is no one. You can truly enjoy your freedom. The law of nature is that the weak eat the strong. Brother Yan has always been sensible. Isn't this a deception?"
Yan Ci didn't want to argue, so he said directly: "Yan is willing to be poor and humble, so I won't worry about you."
This guy couldn't even say three good words before he started to act stubbornly. Du Ruozhou's elixir was choked and he said in a deep voice, "You're deceiving yourself and others. You say you want to retire to Linquan, but in reality you're robbing your house all day long. Brother Yan's cultivation originated from Tongchen Garden. How can I allow you to fool around!"
Yan Ci continued to lie and said calmly: "No matter what brother Du says, Yan will not go back even if he is beaten to death. What can you two do to me?"
These words were full of clamor, and Du Ruozhou's true anger was instantly aroused, and he shouted: "Instead of bothering the master to issue an arrest order, I should deal with you first, you little scoundrel!"
Words didn't make sense, but a beating would work. Du Ruozhou wanted to see what this guy relied on to dare to be so arrogant.
Although the disciples of the Miaoguan Sect were familiar with Yan Ci, they never dared to ask about his origins. When they heard that he was a talented scholar from Tongchenyuan from Luojia Mountain, they all felt honored.
Especially the handsome cousin, whose name is Xu Huoyan, who is a loyal admirer of Yan Ci. If he had known the identity of his idol, he would have impeached the original sect leader, voluntarily abandoned his cousin, and became a pawn.
Disciples of famous sects are envied by the world simply because of their magical skills. Even though ordinary cultivators can suppress them in the Tao realm, they are often unable to defeat their enemies in actual combat. After all, the miraculous skills that the Taoist masters have mastered for many years are definitely not something that ordinary Taoism can compete with.
King Jiao Xuan was experienced in actual combat, and he really wanted to see the grace of the famous master, and even more wanted to see what Yan Ci's skills were, so he actually provoked him: "Zong Master Yan is known as the brave little King Kong who can survive a hundred battles. Even if you two join forces, I'm afraid it will be... Humiliate yourself."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was stunned. With such an evil face, he actually regarded himself as a bystander who could stay out of the matter!
Xu Huoyan didn't want to curse, but he couldn't help but cursed this bastard for not being a human being!
Let your sect leader use a small number to fight against a large number of people. How crazy a member of your family would have to be to do such a thing.
Du Ruozhou was absolutely delighted with the beauty of being an adult. He thought to himself that since these scoundrels were engaging in internal strife in public, it was time to see if Yan Ci still had the nerve to stay, so he agreed, "It's up to the guest to do as he pleases, so Du can reluctantly agree."
Yan Ci suddenly said: "It's a stupid fight, it would be better not to fight."
This statement was clearly intended to add some bonus. Du Ruozhou knew what it meant and snorted coldly: "If Du is defeated, he will immediately leave. On the other hand, if Brother Yan is defeated, he must follow us back to Luojia Mountain."
"It's a deal." Yan Ci suddenly became full of pride, laughed heartily, and invited him to fight, "How about you, Yan, try the two magical powers."
Du Ruozhou didn't say anything and directly offered the Ansha Sword, his famous treasure.
The blade of the sword is three feet and six inches, extremely sharp. There are serrations at the end of the sword's spine, and the blade is slightly wider. The whole body is shimmering with light, rippling with an indestructible aura.
The earth-level magic weapon that has been refined to the extreme can compete with the Iris Fairy Sword in a day.
This boy has a relaxed gait and can swing a sword with ease.
This sword has returned to its original nature. The power of the sword seems ordinary, but its sharpness is contained in the dim sword light, without even the slightest aura leaking out.
Yan Ci's eyes showed approval, and his figure flew across the sky to greet him, waving his sleeves to reveal a clear and bright crescent moon.
"Five Elements Magic Seal!" Several knowledgeable spectators exclaimed in unison.
The magic seal is a curse seal made during the peak period of Taoist practice. The power of the curse is like mercury flowing down the ground, drilling into all holes. It can suppress many five elements magic spells and weaken their power and speed.
The moon seal transformed into true essence seems to be hanging on the blue clouds in the night sky. The courtyard is bathed in the soft moon halo, and the surging moonlight power floats on the Bianting Peak.
Du Ruozhou noticed that he was a little sluggish when moving his sword, and immediately his figure suddenly rose, the blade of the sword shone, and several sword flowers rushed out, chasing the first sword light.
Just like the initial rise of a huge wave, after one wave, the aftermath also rolls in.
Yan Cidao's fingers changed rapidly, and the moon seal flashed with cold thorns and struck down in the air. The solid power met in mid-air, and the sound of collision resounded in his ears.
Du Ruozhou retreated and advanced again, when he heard the sound of swords like a tide, the sword energy filled the sky with a solemn roar, and the sword body in the dark sand turned into hundreds and thousands, whirling and rolling around the Dharma body.
The force of the sword was like the Yangtze River, flowing thousands of miles away. A tornado suddenly blew up from the flat ground, and the red bricks and tiles were swept up into the sky.
Such a brave offensive made Yan Ci choose to avoid the edge temporarily. The moon seal circled around his body, constantly eating away at the approaching sword energy.
The blue clouds shattered, and the sharp sword light rolled like a tide. Du Ruozhou was like a newly sharpened sharp knife, with its sharp edge.
The fighting was fierce, but it was a pity that there were few dangerous moves, but everyone watching was still frightened, and even the spiritual birds in the mountains did not dare to call out anymore.
Du Ruozhou tried his best to output, but under the constraints of the curse seal power, he gradually became more powerful than quick.
Qu Yuyi knew that letting each other go would never end, so she finally gave up her distracting thoughts and helped each other with swords.
Yan Ci's body was like a light cloud, and he was walking on the edge of the crisscrossing sword energy. Suddenly, he saw a flying rainbow flashing in the distance, and the Qinglan sword came through the air.
quick! As fast as lightning, incredibly fast!
Yan Ci kicked Xuyun with his foot and quickly fell several feet. Then his body flew into the air, spread out his pheasant wings and flapped slightly, and landed in various places in an instant.
Qu Yuyi followed him like a shadow, Sen Han's rapid sword light stabbed him in turn, and the abundant power of nothingness drifted left and right.
Yan Ci had no time to breathe, so she tapped the flower branches lightly with her toes, flew up to the pavilion, jumped down from the treetops, and floated through the pine forest.
From the sky to the ground, from the stream bank into the forest, there is always a sword following behind him. The two afterimages can almost be connected in a line. They come and go as fast as a flying duck, driving the clever ghosts to the sky and nowhere to enter the earth.
When Du Ruozhou saw Qu Yuyi's appearance, his moves gradually slowed down, and then he simply folded his arms to watch the excitement. I was dumbfounded by this look, and secretly sighed that this girl was really cruel and ruthless.
The others couldn't help but tighten their hearts, as long as Yan Ci hesitated for a moment, it would be impossible to escape the sword that passed through his body.
With thick shadows in front of him, Yan resigned and his path was blocked, so he took advantage of the momentum and jumped up to the ridge of the roof.
Qu Yuyi twisted her slender waist, stepped on the young leaves with her showy feet and jumped up, flying back to back into the air. She bent her back and raised her head in an open bow, then hung her sword and stabbed Yan Ci down on his vest.
Just like the pen of a god, the sword's power is so pure and wonderful that it's hard to describe.
When Du Ruozhou saw this, his flesh was pounding and his heart was frightened. This move merged the body and the sword, just like the scent of the wind, refreshing and refreshing. However, this move was definitely not a competition of skills, it was clearly intended to kill Yan Ci in one fell swoop.
He wanted to say something to stop him, but the sword energy had already attacked his body, and the outcome was about to be finalized, and no one could undo it.
Suddenly, a misty cloud of smoke exploded around Yan Ci, and the traces disappeared.
The next moment, the clouds and smoke dissipated, and the sword light suddenly dimmed. Qu Yuyi raised his sword and stood in the void, with a slightly surprised, but also expected expression on his dimples.
Black hair was fluttering outside the courtyard wall, and Yan Ci's lower body was hidden in the void. He only leaned out his upper body and smiled before disappearing.
At the same time, the man crossed the space and rested on the grape leaves, lazily saying: "You two are so ruthless, Yan is really a little scared."
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