I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 195 Outside Xuantianjing
Li Yinxi held a white porcelain vase in her hand, and the emerald green branches of red beans swayed in the wind.

She was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress and stood up with a smile on her face and walked towards the cloud.

Chen Shuijun looked up at the sky and saw the dragon in the clouds, the real dragon on the mountain, and also saw the people who claimed to be the righteous people in the world looking down at him.

But he didn't feel much fear.

He remembered Song Xiqu's words...

The premise of everything is just to be alive.

And the red beans have not yet bloomed, making it impossible for him to see through the four seasons in the world, let alone what rules and principles are behind the alternation of the four seasons.

But he didn't want to wait any longer.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or even seven or eight days later, this red bean plant still will not bloom.

And Yinxi needs hope. She needs to make her eighteen years of persistence come true and make the choice she made eighteen years ago that never came true come to fruition.

So Chen Shuijun also walked towards the cloud and held Li Yinxi's hand.

Li Yinxi's palms were cold, but tears of joy flowed from her eyes.

In her life, she spent two years getting to know Chen Shuijun and decided to marry her.

After ten months of pregnancy, Chen Zhian was born, bringing their relationship to fruition.

The eighteen years of waiting proved that she was not acting on impulse and that she was not deceived.

The world is vast, but there are few lovers, and even fewer lovers who eventually get married.

But today... when Li Yinxi walked into the cloud, when Chen Shuijun held her hand just like he did on the rainy night eighteen years ago.

Li Yinxi finally cried with joy.

Clouds and mist rose, supporting the bodies of the two people.

When they rose high into the sky, Li Yinxi saw the huge Li Mansion, Li Zhuqiu and the old lady standing at the door of the Li family, and also Chen Zhian.

Li Zhuqiu's eyes were cloudy and his breath was thin. The old lady looked up at Li Yinxi with some regret in her eyes.

But Li Yinxi never looked down at them, but looked at her own children.

"Zhi'an..."

Li Yinxi spoke softly.

Chen Zhian, who was staring at a group of iron-clad men, looked up and saw Chen Shuijun and Li Yinxi.

His parents stood on the clouds, looking down at him, their eyes full of reluctance.

Chen Zhian pursed his lips, feeling equally reluctant.

Even though Chen Shuijun had never told him explicitly, when Chen Zhian heard the word "Daoguo" and Xie Wujiu's painstaking plan, how could he not know that his mother must be carrying something else.

Even if we escape from this Xuantianjing.

The three of them are reunited, living happily together in a house, which may be a luxury for them.

Chen Zhian also knew that if he followed the two of them, he would become a burden.

Even though he is extremely talented, even though he is at the third level of innateness, he can defeat the sixth level of innateness on the Tiger Cub Monument.

But he still hasn't achieved Jade Que and is still far from creation.

Even though my father has powerful cultivation, his enemies are behemoths like the Xie family and people like Si Yuanyan who are about to enter the realm of creation.

Protecting a mother is already extremely difficult, how can you protect yourself?

But we are about to part...

There was still a layer of haze in Chen Zhian's mind, which even made his eyes moist.

The past eighteen years, the blood ties rooted in his flesh and blood, all made him feel reluctant to let go.

So Chen Zhian looked up, suppressed the sadness of parting in his heart, smiled at the two of them and waved his hand.

"Father, mother, stay alive. When I join the Creation Movement, I will carve my name on the ninth monument."

Chen Zhian's eyes were sincere and his tone was firm, showing his domineering attitude for once.

Li Yinxi burst into tears.

Chen Shuijun smiled and looked down at him: "Why don't you come and see us off?"

Chen Zhian was stunned for a moment, and finally a sincere smile appeared on his face. But when he stretched out his hand, a leaf flew out and turned into a small boat.

He ignored the iron armors of those in the innate realm, and with a flick of his fingers, the Yunchuan sword flew over and fell into the scabbard at his waist.

Chen Zhian stepped forward and stood on Ye Yuezhou.

The small boat flew up, following the cloud that Chen Shuijun was following, and disappeared into the void of the night.

Longmen Street fell silent again.

Li Zhuqiu felt disheartened and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Jiao Xianggong, who was hiding in the mist and originally wanted to take the three people away, saw Chen Shuijun step by step into Yuque Xuanfu and kill many guests in the Shangshu Mansion with one sword. So he just watched the situation and waited for news from Xie Wujiu.

Xie Wujiu still stared at Si Yuanyan.

Si Yuanyan still did not make any move, and even allowed Chen Shuijun and the other two to fly out of Xuantianjing.

And many people in Xuan Tianjing thought that this was just a divorce between the Si and Li families.

This divorce was a good show for them.

Let them see that the top scholar from more than ten years ago has transformed into an unparalleled genius, breaking through the realm one after another and entering the Yuque realm.

It also let them see that... the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of the Li family, who had caused eighteen years of regret by the forced demolition of the couple's house, was already on his last legs. Even if he had precious medicine to prolong his life, he would probably not live long.

At the same time, I don’t know how many people were staring at Chen Zhian’s back with eager eyes.

"Chen Zhian has left the city."

In the spacious courtyard of the Lu family.

Lu Haihui opened his eyes, stood up, and went all the way to Liuhua Pavilion deep in the yard.

In the Liuhua Pavilion, a woman in gorgeous clothes also opened her eyes while regulating her breathing.

Lu Haihui bowed to the man and said, "Eighth Auntie... Today is a great opportunity."

The woman from the Lu family stood up.

"The only one who has such a deep blood feud with my Shangyuan Lu family and can still live freely in Xuantianjing is Chen Zhian."

"Chen Zhian's departure from Xuan Tianjing is indeed a great opportunity."

As she spoke, a divine figure loomed behind her, and a heavenly palace rose up.

"I am here to ensure the dignity of the Shangyuan Lu family. It cannot be challenged. Blood debts must be paid with blood."

The woman walked away in a huff.

There were more than a dozen strong men in the courtyard who left together.

In the mansion of Duke Anguo.

Wei Liyang walked down from the pavilion where he made his own leather, his hands still stained with the smell of blood.

He wiped his palms with a piece of valuable silk and casually ordered, "Take the man to the courtyard at the foot of Xiuba Mountain."

Aura flowed around his body, and several figures shrouded in black mist were looming.

Wang Zhiwei from the Gulan Wang family frowned and looked at Wang Long.

There was a huge dragon coiled on Wang Long's body, full of blood and energy.

"It's not because Chen Zhian defeated you that we want to kill him." Wang Long said, "Chen Zhian is extremely talented, his cultivation speed is amazing, and he wants to hold the seal. If we let him grow recklessly, it will not be a good thing for the world."

As he spoke, he wrote several letters and had them delivered by his servants.

Wang Zhiwei was still young and had been in the capital for a long time, so he was unaware of the evils of the world.

Wang Long, however, was unwilling to say more to him. He continued to write the letter with his head down and talked to himself.

"This Chen Zhian even went to Liuli Residence to question his cousin Wang Yan. He knew about the Thirteen Mountains in the North...

People who claim to have some righteousness in their hearts are the most difficult to deal with. It is better to kill them as soon as possible."

The huge city of Tianjing was a great place to watch a good show, and then Chen Zhian left the city.

All kinds of unusual movements began from then on. There were probably as many as 20 to 30 people following Chen Zhian out of the city.

But Chen Zhian was unaware of this at the time. He just steered Ye Yuezhou and followed his parents' clouds.

As the clouds rose, Li Yinxi's bright red wedding dress fluttered like a fairy.

Both of them are approaching forty this year. When they meet again eighteen years later, they become calmer.

The road ahead will inevitably be bumpy and difficult.

But the eighteen years of hardship have ended, and what in the world can stop them?

Chen Zhian was also sincerely happy for his parents.

Li Yinxi turned her head from time to time and looked at him from afar, with deep reluctance in her eyes.

Until the three of them flew over Xiuba Mountain and several other high mountains.

Chen Shuijun vaguely sensed the sounds in the surrounding void and the wisps of divine aura flying around, and felt that it seemed that the time had come.

Then the cloud fell and landed on the top of a mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there was still years of snow that had not melted away, and it was completely white.

Chen Shuijun landed on the top of the mountain, and the white clouds were still there.

Chen Zhian also landed on the mountain.

Li Yinxi stepped forward and silently straightened his collar without saying anything else.

"Let's stop here." Chen Shuijun smiled at him and said, "You need to be careful in Xuan Tianjing and don't be too reckless.

If...if there is another chance in the future, your mother and I will come to Xuantianjing to see you."

"When?" Chen Zhian was a little depressed.

As far as he could remember, over the years, he had always been looking forward to a family reunion.

But today, they are finally reunited, but what awaits them is separation.

"Wait until...others no longer dare to plot against me and your mother." Chen Shuijun is as gentle as his name suggests.

He smiled calmly, his voice equally calm.

Chen Zhian looked into the distance. There seemed to be something buried in the clouds, waiting for his parents.

Chen Zhian knew that if he went any further, he would become a burden to the two of them.

So he stepped back a few steps and saluted the two of them.

"Dad, you must protect my mother and don't let her die in the hands of those villains."

Chen Zhian tried to keep his tone as relaxed as possible so as not to upset Li Yinxi.

Chen Shuijun nodded, then suddenly looked behind Chen Zhian.

"Before that, there are some guests coming, so I'll see them off for you."

"Guest?" Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows and turned to look.

I saw... from the distant sky, from the distant mountain peaks, there were suddenly bursts of energy, like pillars reaching the sky, rising slowly.

Chen Zhian looked carefully and saw several Jade Palaces standing in the distance.

And then he saw a series of divine images looking at Chen Zhian from afar.

"Chen Zhian, you shouldn't have left Xuantianjing!" a female voice spoke loudly.

Chen Zhian turned his head and saw a heroic woman with a sword on her back and a crown on her head, looking at him from afar.

And this woman was not alone. Behind her were twelve people holding the common jade palace weapons, looking at her from afar.

"Shangyuan Lu family?" Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows.

The natural skills practiced by this woman or person are quite similar to those of Lu Shengxuan and Lu Haihui, with whom he had fought before.

"My name is Lu Wenyin, and I am Lu Shengxuan's aunt. Chen Zhian... the blood debt you owe must be repaid today!"

The woman was filled with murderous intent, and the sword behind her kept shaking.

At this moment.

On the distant hilltop, several prominent figures stood up, with majestic spirit and unparalleled aura, blocking the way of the three people from the Chen family, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

They never revealed their faces, but their auras were extremely fierce and powerful, and among them, there was even a cultivator from the Heavenly Palace.

"I am just an innate cultivator. In order to kill me... you are really willing to use such explosive materials."

Chen Zhian felt helpless.

While he was thinking, the clouds not far away suddenly turned dark, and several figures appeared and disappeared in the clouds.

And the clouds rose up, outlining the outline of a person.

The man grinned and stuck out his tongue, showing his lips, looking at Chen Zhian from afar, his eyes full of greed.

Chen Zhian suddenly felt a chill.

He had seen this look before, when he fought with Wei Lingyu on the sidewalk at the gate of South City and defeated him.

"Duke Anguo's Mansion, Wei Liyang?"

Chen Zhian couldn't help but curse inwardly: "What a pervert."

The incarnation of clouds and mist seemed to have heard Chen Zhian's curse and suddenly smiled.

The howling of the wind turned into his voice...

"Chen Zhian, I don't care what happens between Linglong and you." A divine aura flowed out from the figure, suddenly ringing in Chen Zhian's ears.

“There are countless talented people in the world, but there are very few geniuses like you who have no background, no origin, and no one to rely on once you leave Xuan Tianjing.

The last time I saw you, I thought about how I could peel off your skin and make a table.

I will make leather on this table in the future. It will be soft to the touch and have a delicate texture. How wonderful it will be..."

This man is an absolute lunatic.

He came to kill Chen Zhian, not even to avenge Princess Yuxia Wei Lingyu, but simply to get Chen Zhian's skin.

Chen Zhian glanced at him, said nothing, and looked into the distance again.

However, I saw more and more vigorous energy on several hilltops in the distance.

Someone shouted, "Chen Zhian! The position of holding the seal is your fate!"

"What is your origin? How dare you try to reflect Lu Wu's divine appearance, holding a sword and inspecting the noble families of the world?"

"The noble family is too precious for a mortal to desecrate. Today, you will die here!"

A strong breath came suddenly.

Chen Zhian looked up and saw that there were more than thirty Yuque figures staring at him covetously.

Even though most of the Yuques are only at the Tianguan and Tianmen realms, they have not yet entered the three levels of Xuan: Xuanlou, Xuanchi, and Xuanfu.

But among them were also Lu Wenyin, those masked men in black, and several demon cultivators under Wei Liyang.

Plus the twelve Yuque monks from the Shangyuan Lu clan who formed a battle formation with swords...

Faced with so many powerful people, even a true Tianque cultivator would probably die here.

But there was no fear on Chen Zhian's face.

He looked around and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "Aristocratic family is valuable? Why is it valuable?"

"The value lies in thousands of years of accumulation, and in the fact that the powerful men of the aristocratic family are spread all over the world. No one can challenge them." Lu Wenyin raised her head and answered, but her eyes were on guard against the other powerful men around her.

The sound of the wind howling beside Wei Liyang's cloud-like body could also be heard.

"Don't struggle...become my collection of human skin!"

Another divine voice suddenly sounded: "Chen Zhian, this world belongs to the imperial court and the aristocratic families. If you hide in Xuantianjing, you still have a way to survive, and there are still people to protect you..."

Chen Zhian suddenly smiled, interrupting this divine aura.

"How do you know that there will be no one to protect me outside Xuantianjing?"

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