Embers of Sword

Chapter 360 Wine Cup
The flying sword whistled and flew through the deep forest of Qixia Mountain.

Xie Xuanyi and Junshan both looked solemn.

Although Meng Kejian had not shown up, the sense of oppression behind him had not dissipated for a moment. Xie Xuanyi could feel the divine thoughts of the leader of the Yu Camp locked on him from afar... As expected, today's killing game in Qixia Mountain did not end here. The fog was thick and the road ahead was uncertain. Fortunately, no other ambushes jumped out from both sides of the deep forest.

"… Benefactor?"

After a while, a weak groan slowly sounded.

Miyun woke up in the arms of Junshan Zhenren.

He looked at the receding trees around him and heard the sound of the sharp wind, and was stunned for a moment.

This is no longer the familiar mission or the familiar carriage.

This is... running for life.

"you're awake."

Xie Xuanyi's tone was unusually gentle: "...You can sleep a little longer."

The law of cause and effect helped a lot.

"Where's Uncle Master?"

Miyun's expression was gloomy. He was extremely intelligent. Seeing this scene, how could he not understand what happened after he fainted?
But there are some questions that we still have to ask even though we know the answers.

"Your uncle..."

Junshan Zhenren sighed and spoke slowly: "He went to fight with others. Before he left, he entrusted you to us."

Miaozhen and Du Yunzhong are fighting a bloody battle.

The outcome of this battle is still unknown.

There is no need to worry about Miao Zhen's safety... With his means, if he is willing to forcibly advance to the Yin Shen realm, even if he is defeated, he will have a way to escape from this battle.

but.

It’s hard to say about the people in the delegation.

"Senior Brother Zhongmu, Senior Brother Zhongshui..."

Miyun asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are the brothers from the delegation?"

"Nalan Xuance ordered his men to set up the 'Cage Immortal Formation' at Mount Qixia."

Junshan Zhenren said bitterly: "Just now, Xie Zhen fought bloody battles, which gave us the opportunity to break the formation... Now we have escaped from the formation and led away most of the enemies. Your fellow disciples in the delegation should be running for their lives now..."

They said they were all running for their lives.

The Yu Camp and the Cang Camp are both elite troops under Chen Chong's command.

Outside the mountains, there is also the Yuanzhou cavalry encircling and suppressing the enemy.

How many people can escape?

"..."

Miyun's face was pale, his lips were dry and trembling. He wanted to say something, but he had already used up all his strength. He was so exhausted that he couldn't utter a word.

"We can't even protect ourselves now!"

The more Junshan Zhenren thought about it, the angrier he became. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Even though we don't know the exact location, that fellow Meng Kejian must be following us... The entire Qixia Mountain is blocked by thick fog. I wonder how many formations that son of a bitch Nalan Xuance has set up and how many backup plans he has!"

The ambush at Qujiang was thrilling, but at least it was not hopeless.

Miyun slowly moved his head and looked with difficulty at the young man in black beside him.

Xie Xuanyi didn't say anything.

The atmosphere became dead silent.

Even though the four had just escaped death, their morale was at an all-time low.

“…They came for me.”

At this moment, Miyun murmured in a low voice: "My benefactor, please let me go. If you let me go, they will not trouble you anymore."

Junshan Zhenren was stunned for a moment and cursed angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I was serious……"

After being scolded, Miyun's voice became even quieter.

Two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

He whispered softly: "I harmed the brothers in the delegation and my uncle. I don't want to harm you again..."

Although he inherited Tanluan's Buddha bones.

But at the end of the day, this is just a kid under ten years old.

Practicing Buddhism can awaken wisdom early, but how early can it be? How much more wisdom can it have?
This time.

Master Junshan fell silent.

He knew that this little guy might be right. If he wanted to get out of this predicament, the easiest way seemed to be to abandon it...

From the beginning to the end, Nalan Xuance and Chen Chong's layout in Qixia Mountain was only aimed at Buddhism!

Destroy Buddhism!

How to destroy Buddhism?

Killing these monks in the delegation is nothing. These monks are indeed the best in the Fanyin Temple, but Buddhism is so big that it encompasses the entire Dali Dynasty. How can killing a few dozen monks shake the foundation of Buddhism?

If you want to kill, you must kill the future leader of Buddhism!

"I'm so sorry, you're late."

"Leaving you behind now won't make the situation any better."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly, "I broke the Immortal Cage Formation and ruined Nalan Qiutong's plan. This woman holds a grudge and will not let me off easily. No matter what, she will find a chance to kill me in Qixia Mountain. Stop saying those useless words. Now we only have one way to go, and that is to escape from Qixia Mountain."

Miyun fell silent.

He took a deep breath, with determination in his eyes, the little guy slowly raised two fingers and pressed them on the center of his eyebrows.

He was ready to concentrate his mind and use his spirit again.

In a desperate situation, the only thing Miyun can rely on is the law of cause and effect.

perhaps.

Only the law of cause and effect can dispel this dark haze.

"Buzz!"

A soft sword sound was heard, and Xie Xuanyi flicked his sleeve to release a slender sword intent. This sword intent was extremely gentle, like a swimming fish, pulling Miyun's sleeve and shaking down the two fingers of the little monk.

"...Benefactor?" Miyun was full of confusion. He didn't understand why Xie Zhen didn't let him use the law of cause and effect?

"If you use the Dao rules again, you will die."

Xie Xuanyi said expressionlessly: "Your sea of consciousness is not enough to support the third deduction of the Dao rules... Have you forgotten the agreement we made before? When you recover your soul, you will help Brother Junshan see the situation of Tianyuan Mountain clearly."

"I……"

Miyun's lips trembled and she didn't know what to say.

Junshan Zhenren's expression was even more complicated. He frowned and muttered softly, "Why would I even bother with Tianyuan Mountain? I'll be lucky enough to leave Qixia Mountain alive."

Although he said so, he controlled this complaint with his spiritual power so that Miyun would not hear it.

Because he also realized that after using the law of cause and effect so many times in a row, the little guy's soul had reached the critical point of collapse.

If "cause and effect" were to be forcefully applied again, perhaps Miyun's divine sea would collapse first.

The little guy is dead.

What is the meaning of this journey eastward and this struggle?
"and many more……"

"There seems to be a 'candlelight' ahead!"

Deng Baiyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

She held a miasma-breaking talisman in her hand. This talisman was not able to break the formation set up by Nalan Xuance on Mount Qixia, but it could at least open up a clear and bright path of more than ten feet, and it could also sense the "vitality" and "murderous intent" around.

now.

The miasma-breaking talisman vibrated violently!
The flying sword suddenly slowed down!
Xie Xuanyi and Junshan Zhenren's pupils contracted. In order to escape from pursuit and avoid exposing their vision, the two deliberately reduced the speed of their flying swords to an extremely low level, almost flying close to the ground. At this moment, they were flying through a bamboo forest, and the sword energy was as fast as a meteor. They were forced to stop suddenly.

The thick fog in the bamboo forest blocked the two people's thoughts.

The brilliance of the miasma-breaking talisman was also blocked by this layer of faint gray fog.

But it's weird...

Neither divine thoughts nor talismans can penetrate this.

But with the naked eye, you can see it very clearly.

This layer of fog was blown away by the wind, and in the bamboo forest, there seemed to be a long and thin bamboo table, on which was a jar of old wine and three porcelain bowls.

But the weirdest thing is.

At this moment, sitting opposite the bamboo table was a young Confucian scholar with neat clothes and a neutral face.

The wind blows.

The blue shirt sways.

The young scholar used the wine jar to add wine into the porcelain bowls. His expression was calm, his eyes watching his nose and his nose watching his heart. He was like an old monk in meditation, or like he was waiting for an old friend and had known that someone was coming... There were three porcelain bowls in total, and he filled them one by one. He did not drink from them, but slowly raised his head and looked at the end of the mist in the bamboo forest.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi looked at Junshan, and Junshan also looked at Xie Xuanyi.

The two quickly exchanged thoughts.

"Is this guy an assassin deployed by Nalan Xuance?"

Junshan Zhenren narrowed his eyes and spoke in confusion: "This person is very strange... I don't feel any vitality or murderous aura from him."

Xie Xuanyi looked solemn.

Junshan’s perception is the same as his own.

The young Confucian scholar who appeared here at an inopportune time did not have any murderous aura, nor did he give himself a sense of danger.

The heart lake induction was not triggered.

However, this does not necessarily mean safety.

"This guy is so weird, how about we take a detour?" Master Junshan subconsciously wanted to change direction.

"No difference."

Xie Xuanyi took a deep breath and said, "Since Nalan Xuance has laid numerous ambushes in Qixia Mountain, it doesn't matter where we flee to... We might as well take a gamble."

He had chosen this path before, which was a gamble!

Now, he chooses to trust his own judgment again!
The flying sword made a slight clanging sound and fell to the ground.

Xie Xuanyi walked towards the bamboo table, and the young scholar raised his head. The two looked at each other, and the latter had a faint smile on his face. Since then, his eyes have not moved away from Xie Xuanyi's face. The young scholar raised his hand and made a gesture to sit down, but Xie Xuanyi did not sit down.

"Sorry, I'm not here for drinks."

Xie Xuanyi stood in front of the bamboo table and said softly, "I'm here to ask for directions."

"..."

The young scholar did not speak.

He just looked up at the young man in black in front of him, with a gentle smile on his face, making people feel like spring breeze.

He used the sleeve of his blue shirt to wipe the cushion beside the bamboo table for Xie Xuanyi, and then extended his hand again, making a friendly, inviting gesture.

Xie Xuanyi looked carefully at the sleeves and collar of the young scholar.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "This mountain is too foggy. Do you know the way out...Fellow Daoist?"

The scholar smiled and nodded.

He made a gesture for the third time, but this time, he was no longer inviting Xie Xuanyi to sit down. Instead, he pointed at the three bowls of wine in front of him and pretended to hold the bowls and drink.

But the action was interrupted halfway through.

"You kid...are you a mute?!"

After Junshan Zhenren landed his sword, he hurried to the bamboo table, not caring about his manners, sat down, picked up three bowls of wine, and gulped them down.

"???"

Deng Baiyi and Miyun had complicated expressions.

The corners of Xie Xuanyi's eyes also twitched slightly.

"I've already drunk the wine, where's the road?!"

Taoist Junshan burped, flicked his Taoist robe heavily, and the wine cup fell on the bamboo mat with a crisp sound. The wine was very strong, and even after drinking it, the reincarnated Taoist master's cheeks flushed and his voice became a little turbid.

The young scholar was stunned for a moment, staring at the empty wine cup in front of him, feeling a bit amused and helpless.

Obviously, he didn't expect this to happen.

(End of this chapter)