Legends of Evil Spirit/C41 Old People(1)
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C41 Old People(1)

When they left, Wu Qing said, he would remember his promise to never harm any mortal, and he would keep that left arm.

"When you reach the demon clan one day, you must come and find me. I will introduce my brothers and sisters to you. In the demon clan, we are all friends and we are all family. You won't have any worries."

"Alright, if there is the chance, I will definitely do it!"

Wu Qing left. The people of the demon race, being with them, are indeed free from worries and pressure. I don't have to worry about him stabbing me in the back, nor do I have to worry about him being a demon while I am a human.

For a whole day, I drank with him constantly, meeting him late, or so it seemed.

I also have a friend, he's in the Sky Sect, we can drink together, we can talk about our hearts, we can miss home … Tiger, have you changed? I'm back... The Sky Sect!

Standing in front of the Sky Sect and looking at the towering mountain peak, I thought back to everything that had happened in the past. My hatred slowly awakened, or perhaps it could be said that I had never slept before.

I don't know how many mountain guarding disciples I've collected in such a long time, but after seeing my invitation card, they all politely let me in and even brought me to the main peak, where the White Jade Sect is.

When Puxuan saw that I arrived on time and didn't blame me for anything, I took up my lodgings at the place they had arranged for me.

This time, there were many people who came to the celebration, but only a few from the Baiyu Sect came, because Chen Ziming did not go out much, so according to Pu Xuan's introduction, the Sect Leader of the Mountain God Sect, Great Master Lu, looked like a vulgar man, with clothes that were not very gorgeous, but instead had a kind of resentment faintly discernible between his brows. The Sect Leader of the Sword Sect, Shen Tianlan, was a middle-aged swordsman with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The disciples behind him were all carrying a sword on their backs, but from the looks of it, they weren't very happy.

I wasn't really interested in any of this, so after telling Pu Xuan about it, I started wandering around. Actually, it wasn't because I wanted to look around, but because I was thinking about a place and a person.

Perhaps it was because of the celebration, the Sky sent people to see me walk around but didn't say anything. It was most likely to allow outsiders to see my surroundings. Without this restriction, I flew straight to the 13th Peak and arrived at my previous residence.

It was still the same as before, clean everywhere, A'Hu should clean up a lot. The door was shut tight. He is an outer disciple, so he should have gone to do some chores. I wonder if he still knows me after all these years.

Pushing the door open, I found that there was only one bed inside. Indeed, Ah Hu only had me as his friend, so it's unlikely that anyone else would be living here after I leave. When he becomes stronger, naturally no one will dare to bully him. There will definitely be a lot of people trying to curry favor with him, and over time, he will have new friends. It's just that I don't know if they have forgotten about me or not. The matter that he promised me previously, I don't know how far it has progressed. He is in the Sky Sect, how much power has he built up now … Memory is like a tide, without seeing or feeling the things that bring back memories, there is no such feeling, it is like a torrent, drowning you in the memories of the past, no matter where you are, no matter where your heart is … He gently closed the door. Since he wasn't here now, he should be here at night. He said before that he wouldn't become an inner disciple, and this place would be his permanent residence. But what if he changed his mind? If he became an inner disciple, then whose residence was this? A person's way of thinking would slowly change over time.

Just when I was thinking about this, I saw an outer disciple panting heavily as he pulled a pile of junk by my side. From the looks of it, he is heading towards the training field at the mountainside.

"This junior?" I shouted.

"Huh?" The disciple was slightly startled, upon seeing me dressed in the White Jade Sect attire, he immediately stopped and bowed, "This disciple greets senior brother! Does Senior Brother have any instructions? "

"It's fine, I want to ask you. Is there anyone from the Sky Sect's 13th Peak called Chen Ah Hu?"

"Chen Ah Hu …" The disciple thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't remember …"

Sigh, perhaps he really did leave this place and enter the inner sect. I just don't know if it's for the power or to avenge me.

"Then may I ask who lives here now?"

"Oh, there's no one living here, and no one is allowed to live here."

"Hmm? But the interior is very clean. Someone must have come in to clean it from time to time. "

"Then I don't know." The disciple shook his head, "Brother Xu personally ordered that no one was allowed to enter."

I was slightly surprised, "Senior brother Xu?" Which Senior Brother Xu? "

"Even Brother Xu, one of the thirteen elites, seemed to have defeated Brother Li Yang and became the top of the thirteen elites."

Able to defeat Li Yang! Back then, in front of Jue Valley, I was completely unable to resist Li Yang's strength. After so many years, he was actually defeated! He didn't know who Elder Brother Xu was.

"Thank you, junior brother." I waved my right hand, and a pill flew into his hands. "This is the Spirit Opening Pill. You can eat it when you have the confidence to do so."

The outer sect disciple grabbed the pill and stood rooted to the spot, not even bothering to express his gratitude.

Back then, I was also an outer sect disciple, so a single chance is everyone's dream. Now, give him a dream, and count it as my gratitude to him for telling me so much.

Leaving there, I strolled up the road to the top of the mountain. The path did not change, and it was as if time had never settled here over the years.

The sound of a flute slowly floated up into the air. I was stunned for a moment before slowly closing my eyes. I do not understand these instruments, the flute drum, I do not know a thing, but I can hear, in the flute, a kind of sadness. Why is it sad? This is not something I can hear.

After the song, I walked forward and saw the person who played the flute turning around to leave. Looking at his back, I felt a faint sense of familiarity.

"Senior Brother, please wait!"

That person slowly turned around. It was a man with delicate features. His lips were red and white, but his eyes and expression were extremely cold. On his body, I could vaguely see a hint of a shadow.

"What is it?"

"If there's nothing else, can't I talk to you?"

The man was stunned. "Who are you?"

"White Jade Sect's Chen Ziming."

"Never heard of it." The man turned around and was about to leave.

I smiled slightly. If I didn't guess wrongly, he is Fu Xi. Back then, when Ling Xuan said that he had the appearance of Haoyang and was filled with righteousness, I also thought that he was a straightforward person. After all these years, he was actually in the Spirit Dan realm, and the spiritual energy in his body was much more than I had expected.

"Senior Brother, please wait a moment. I just want to know who it is."

"Speak!"

"Zhang Fugui!"

"How do you know this man?"

"I've heard of it before, but I don't understand it. I'd like to ask."

"I advise you not to ask about it. It would not be beneficial for you."

"Oh? "Why is that?"

"No reason!"

"And if I insist?"

"Humph, then you can ask your White Jade Sect's elder!"

"Your Sky Sect has done such a shameful thing. What, are you ashamed to speak of it?"

"You're courting death!"

Fu Xi's expression became serious. His vertical palm turned into a blade as his palm came slashing forward. I wanted to anger him and see how much his strength had improved over the years. I saw that although this palm was very powerful, it was still lacking a bit of agility. It seemed like he hasn't reached the peak of the Spirit Pill realm yet. With a sigh, I pointed my finger at the spot where the spiritual energy in my hand was weak and the blade immediately pierced through.

"Senior Brother, why are you so angry? Farewell." Ignoring the shocked Fu Xi, my feet moved and I left the place.

Fu Xi could be considered a genius. In the past few years, this achievement could be considered his limit. Even though he did not know what other unique skills he had, he was roughly aware of his strength. As for Ling Kong, whose talent is about the same as his, his strength should be about the same as well. Even if he had some fortuitous encounters like mine, he should at most be at the Great Circle of the Spirit Dan Stage.

Fighting with Fai Xi was not just for fun, but also to gain a better understanding of Ling Kong's strength. After all, tomorrow was the day of celebration. At that time, they would have to fight with each other.

I couldn't find the person I was looking for, but it wasn't like I didn't have any gains at all. At the very least, I had a rough idea of the strength of the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Just as I was returning, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes. I forcefully stopped my steps. When I looked again, there was a long and thin deep scar under my feet.

"Who are you?"

I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Qiu Xuan! More than ten years had passed, but he hadn't changed in the slightest.

"I should be the one to ask!"

Qiu Xuan ignored me, walking slowly towards me with a cold expression.

I've wanted to see Qiu Xuan's strength for a long time, and I won't let go of this opportunity. He didn't say anything, and neither did I. He clenched his palm into a fist and punched out at Qiu Xuan.

Seeing me take action, Qiu Xuan didn't seem surprised either. He raised his fist to clash with mine. With a 'bang', the two of us retreated a few steps.

"Just who are you?"

In Chen Ziming's memories, he had never interacted with Qiu Xuan before, not even coming to the Sky Sect once.

"White Jade Sect, second disciple of Elder Pu Xuan, Chen Ziming!"

"You're not Chen Ziming!"

"Hmm?" I was shocked. How did he figure it out?

"White Jade Gate, there is only one person with your strength!"

"Oh? Which one? "

"Guangliang!"

Impossible! The White Jade Sect dared to go against the Sky Sect. They definitely had more than this level of strength. Could it be that on the surface, only these few people were powerful enough to hide their true strength? If this was the case, then the White Jade Sect must be extremely scheming. They had been able to endure for so many years without anyone noticing. Such courage!

"I've recently consumed a pill to raise my strength to this level, so of course you wouldn't know."

Qiu Xuan frowned as he heard this. He stared at me with an expression of disbelief.

"I've already told you who I am. Now, tell me, who are you?"

"Qiu Xuan!"

"Oh, oh, oh. So you are Qiu Xuan, the second ranked prodigy among the 13 elites of the Sky Sect. Now that I've met you today, I'll have to ask you for some pointers!"

Qiu Xuan's expression didn't change in the slightest when he heard this. It was as though he had already predicted it. Or perhaps, he also wanted to exchange a few blows with me to get a better understanding of the White Jade Sect's strength.

The air gradually turned cold, and I knew that this was the killing intent released by Qiu Xi. However, I did not place this killing intent in my eyes.

"Clang!"

A sword hum resounded, but no one unsheathed their sword! Qiu Xuan's two fingers turned into swords and slashed at me. There was clearly nothing, but I felt a sense of danger and quickly dodged to the side. I saw a tree behind me break in half and the cut was extremely smooth.

Aura Gazing Art!

My eyes are about to reach their peak. I can vaguely see an extremely transparent sword qi several feet long on Qiu Xuan's fingers!

Qiu Xuan loves the sword, and his cultivation was also sword qi. The cold of the sword was like ice, like cold, like death!

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