Li Xiyi originally had a rusty bronze sword, which was given to her by Li Shi, the former head of the Daigo Sect and now the head of the Huashan Sect, and it contained a wisp of the spirit of the Western White Tiger, making it a rare Horcrux-killing weapon. However, this sword is just a magical weapon, not as good as Li Xiyi's natal flying sword that he has been practicing for many years. It has already been given to Cangling Envoy Lord. The tiger demon made an oath to achieve something in the future and serve for him for a hundred years.
When Tian Sizhong mentioned to her that there was a loose cultivator who had claimed a Horcrux and killed the great demon Yuan Ang with one sword, Li Xiyi's heart skipped a beat. Horcruxes were rare, and even more rare were the Horcruxes that could kill a great demon like a dog, but Faxiang Sect could do it. She didn't care about killing people and seizing treasures. After all, she was the right way of Xuanmen. After all, she still wanted to have face. She only agreed to Tian Sizhong to take a look and deal with it as appropriate.
This glance allowed her to confirm two things. First, the person who came was not a monk from the Immortal City. His aura was very different from that of the Xuanmen left path, and his magical powers were particularly weird. Second, the spirit contained in the sword was an ancient demon with a superior bloodline, at least with the The legendary mountain lord is the same. Li Xiyi was still hesitant at first, but the moment he saw the Poison Dragon Sword, he made up his mind to help Tian Sizhong.
Pu Daoren and Tian Sizhong both activated their Dharma and launched a sneak attack. They cooperated perfectly. The evil dragon trapped the opponent, the Styx blocked the blood light, and Li Xiyi used his flying sword with all his strength to defeat the enemy with one blow. The light of the sword is like a cold star, fleeting, piercing three points below the opponent's navel. The spiritual power of the cultivator is absorbed into the sea of Qi in the Dantian. When the sea of Qi is broken, even the supernatural power that reaches the heaven and the earth is reduced to fish on the ground. , at the mercy of others.
Before the blood light could be recovered, when the body was empty, he was suddenly ambushed by a powerful enemy, and the Dharma image was nothing more than that. The flying sword was powerful enough to attack the weak, but it should not be underestimated. Fighting for the lesser of two evils, Wei Shiqi's eyes condensed, and in the depths of his pupils, countless stars flickered and disappeared. Wherever his spiritual thoughts fell, the flying sword suddenly stopped in the air, motionless.
Li Xiyi's chest shook violently, and he was shocked to find that his natal flying sword, which was connected to his mind, had lost control. It was as if the most important sustenance in his life had been snatched away. His energy and blood surged in his body, and his soul was in turmoil. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood foam. His face was as pale as paper and his body was crumbling.
The evil dragon dharma image disappeared into smoke, and the evil spirit was swept away, revealing a naked man's body, well-proportioned, strong, and aggressive, without any fat, almost perfect. The next moment, the physical body collapsed. First, the skin was cracked, exposing the bloody bones and flesh, and then the blood mist rose up. The tendons were broken, the bones were cracked, and the internal organs were damaged. It was about to collapse into mud. The blood broke through the blockage of the Styx, and at the critical moment. After being submerged into Wei Shiqi's body, the essence fed back into the body, pulling it back from the abyss of disintegration.
He unleashed his spiritual thoughts and nailed the flying sword with one glance, but the price paid was not small. His body was beaten back to its original shape, which was even worse than when he took the body. The blood mist was withdrawn into the body, bones and flesh squirmed, and the skin was regenerated. Wei Shiqi was covered in blood, and his appearance was terrible. He withdrew the stars in his eyes, looked at the other party deeply, and said solemnly: "Huashan Sect... Li Xiyi..."
A bone-chilling chill rose from the bottom of his heart. Li Xiyi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His mind went blank, leaving only one thought: "He...he actually recognized me..." Tian Sizhong said something bad in secret. The other party obviously remembered this deep hatred. Li Xiyi was remembered as the head of the Huashan Sect. He suddenly got Li Xiyi into great trouble, and he regretted it for a while.
There is no use regretting. The best policy is to "take advantage of his illness and kill him" to nip the crisis in the bud. Tian Sizhong took a deep breath, the waves of the Styx River rolled, and hundreds of demon heads slowly emerged, screaming and swarming towards the opponent. Wei Shiqi took a breath, raised the Poison Dragon Sword and slashed it into the void. His soul swam, his demonic power surged, and a "mark in the sky" opened in the void. He stepped into it and disappeared in an instant.
The demon came roaring towards him, and after a moment, it was in the air. Tian Sizhong had no choice but to roll up the river of Styx to take back the demon. His face was extremely ugly. He subconsciously turned his eyes to Li Xiyi, but he saw her beautiful eyebrows frowning, and there was a cold feeling in her eyes. , rejecting people thousands of miles away, a word rolled to his lips, and he swallowed it again.
Li Xiyi stretched out her hand to recall the flying sword, rubbed it carefully, and her heart sank suddenly. The opponent glanced at the flying sword, and her spirituality was greatly damaged. She didn't know how much effort it would take to refine it again. She snorted coldly and returned the sword. Sheathed, a little distraught. Tian Sizhong was deeply disturbed. He originally planned to give him a big gift, but he didn't expect that he didn't eat the mutton, which made him full of mutton. He severely offended the murderer and would have endless consequences in the future. Just as he was about to step forward to say something, Li Xiyi waved his hand at him and turned away without saying a word. He was in an extremely bad mood.
His natal flying sword was damaged and he could not use the sword to escape. It took Li Xiyi most of the day to return to Jiuzhe Valley. He found a deserted hilltop and stared at the sky. It took him a long time to calm down. Huashan Sect, Li Xiyi, he obviously knew him, and had a chance encounter at some time and place... Li Xiyi closed his eyes, quietly thinking about the past, countless images flashed before his eyes, faces that were either familiar or unfamiliar. , sometimes hidden and sometimes visible, vividly visible. Suddenly, a vague figure was reflected in the lake of mind, and it became clear in an instant. It was in Geling Town, Chilong Escort Bureau, Huashan School disciple, surnamed Guo, Guo Chuanlin!
A quick glance showed that he was Guo Chuanlin. Although his appearance had changed, he was still the same at heart. This is an intuition that can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words. Li Xiyi is convinced of his judgment. However, the world is as different as clouds and mud. How can the disciples of the Huashan Sect achieve superb Taoism? After living in the Immortal City for a long time and traveling in and out of the outside world, earth-shaking changes occurred in the world. She vaguely felt that she had missed something. She pondered for a long time, got up and went to the depths of Jiuzhe Valley to see Teng Chuxiu, the leader of the Chongyun Sect. She only knew that the master had been summoned and had to return to the Immortal City. It may take as little as three years or as long as five years to deal with some urgent matters, and I hope that Master Teng will succeed.
Teng Chuxiu knew very well that Li Xiyi said hello to him to give him face, so he immediately agreed and called his capable disciples to go to Jiuzhe Valley to find out the reason. Two or three days later, the disciple reported back to Sect Leader Teng. It turned out that Li Xiyi, Tian Sizhong and Pu Taoist from Faxiang Sect, had teamed up to plot against the great demon Yue Shanmandrill. They killed him after a hard fight. He seemed to have suffered a little loss. His flying sword was damaged. Eager to return to the fairy city to practice again.
This statement was reasonable and reasonable. Teng Chuxiu thought about it briefly but did not go into it further.
When Li Xiyi came out of the outer territory, he did not return to the fairy city. Instead, he sneaked to Tianjing City and found Li Shi, the leader of the Huashan Sect. He asked Ming Guo Chuanlin about his whereabouts, and then he learned the cause and effect. Li Shi didn't know what was going on, but Li Xiyi didn't believe that Guo Chuanlin could escape the disastrous death of his soul. She guessed that this man was a powerful person in the body, and that was why he had such magical powers. She ordered Li Shi to mobilize the manpower at hand to find out the whereabouts of Guo Chuanlin. Li Shi was hesitant, worried that once Tianjing was empty, the Hu people would take the opportunity to go south. Once the capital fell, all the dragon energy gathered by Prince Liang Zhiping would be lost, and years of planning would be lost. Destroyed.
Today, Liang Yuanhao has three sons, the prince Liang Zhiping, the king of Lu Liang Zhiding, and the king of Huai Liang Zhizhong. Behind the three sons are the support of the Immortal City Sect, and the leader of the Huashan Sect Liang Zhiping succeeds to the throne. Li Xiyi naturally knows the priorities. She immediately left Tianjing City at night and traveled hundreds of miles. She appeared and disappeared with only one sword, killing dozens of Hu generals in one go. The Hu soldiers were disheartened and retreated to the north in a hurry. The Jiedushi of the three towns in Hebei assessed the situation and decided to turn against the rebels. They dispatched troops to intercept and kill them along the way. Zhao Bohai could only watch as the situation took a turn for the worse, and he was unable to advance or retreat for a while.
When the news reached Yangzhou City, Emperor Liang Yuanhao was naturally delighted, but Huai Wang Liang Zhizhong was beaten with a sap, sighing and unable to sleep at night. He originally planned to imprison Liang Yuanhao in the name of Qingjun when the Hu people captured the capital and the world was in chaos. Then he raised his arms and led the Han army to gallop north to attack the Hu people with Zhao Bohai. With the power of Mushu herb, he could decide the outcome in one battle. He didn't want to make a plan. After all, everything has become a mirror.
