Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

The journey was peaceful, and no blind demon jumped out to fight. The two of them rode the wind boat back to Ruoshui.

Speaking of the grievances between the evil and the righteous, this matter may be traced back to ancient times.

There were no sects at that time, and most of the accomplished monks were also the founders of future sects. It can be said that there were countless people who had to endure tribulations.

In ancient times, opportunities were everywhere, and secret treasures could be found everywhere. What mattered was luck and talent.

Countless martial arts techniques that have been passed down to this day were also created at that time. No matter whether they were righteous cultivators or ruthless demons, they did not have as much hatred as they do today. After all, they were all on the path of seeking the truth, and there was no distinction between high and low.

But somehow, after the path to ascension was cut off, a rift developed between the righteous and the evil sides, which gradually evolved into the mortal enemies they are today. The righteous are eager to kill everyone on the evil side, and the evil side also feels itchy when mentioning the righteous.

The two sides fought like this for tens of thousands of years, with each side winning and losing, but there was no clear outcome. Many people died, but it also stimulated more geniuses to emerge...

"Zhao Xuan?"

A familiar voice sounded, pulling Shen Yuzhi back from his deep thought. He blinked and looked to the side, and found that Ruoshui had arrived.

"Didn't you get enough rest? You're distracted."

Chi Jibai's deep gaze fell on Shen Yuzhi. He was wearing a dark green robe today, and his face was as handsome as a jade. When he looked at Shen Yuzhi, his brows were gentle, as if he was a young man who walked out of an ancient painting, indescribably dignified and elegant.

"Master, I was just thinking about cultivation just now."

Shen Yuzhi jumped down from his seat, putting aside what he had just been thinking, and thought to himself that this body was really too short.

Chi Jibai used his own strength to protect Shen Yuzhi firmly, and then the two of them approached Ruoshui.

Bringing along Shen Yuzhi, a talisman cultivator who had just reached the Void Realm, was really a hindrance, but fortunately Chi Jibai didn't say anything.

The name "Weak Water" is worthy of its name. Even with the protection of the Sword Immortal Wu Du's inner strength, Shen Yuzhi still felt a little depressed and his steps were heavy.

"It's very dangerous here. You must not run around. If you encounter danger, remember to call me with the Heart Knot."

"Master, I understand."

Shen Yuzhi said in a pretentious manner.

Seeing his well-behaved appearance, Chi Jibai wanted to say something but did not say it out loud.

After leaving Shen Yuzhi in the absolutely safe barrier, Chi Jibai left quickly, his steps hurriedly as if he had something urgent to do.

Shen Yuzhi was bored. He looked around the place where Chi Jibai usually lived. It was spotless and there were very few things. The few items that existed were neatly arranged.

Chi Jibai volunteered to guard the deadly and dangerous Weak Water for hundreds of years, staying away from human habitation as the dignified Sword Immortal.

I'm afraid it has something to do with his difficulty in controlling his emotions.

Shen Yuzhi needed Chi Jibai to practice dual cultivation and at the same time cure the hidden disease in Chi Jibai's body, so he tried every means to get close to him, but now he is in trouble.

If he cannot recover his previous strength, and uses his current power to investigate Ruoshui, Chi Jibai will definitely find out, and he might even be regarded as a traitor to the righteous path and be killed on the spot.

Escape is considered a good thing, but if the mission fails, it will be a bit troublesome...

But Ruoshui is the only existence related to ascension that Shen Yuzhi has a chance to come into contact with now, and he cannot give up easily.

He had to find an opportunity.

Shen Yuzhi's eyes gradually turned cold, and his light golden pupils glowed with a faint light.

……

Elsewhere, Chi Jibai appeared at the bank of the Ruoshui River, which was also the place where Shen Yuzhi woke up for the first time.

"Lord."

The man said respectfully, his face was blurry and could not be seen clearly, even his exposed skin seemed somewhat transparent.

"how?"

This is the sword spirit of the famous sword Wu Du. Chi Jibai did not erase his existence.

During the time when Chi Jibai was not at Ruoshui, it was the Wudu Sword Spirit that was guarding it.

"A few days ago, I noticed something strange. The power of Weak Water seemed to have become stronger, but that strange feeling lasted only a short time. When I arrived here, it was gone."

Even if there is a slight abnormality, as long as it happens in Ruoshui, we must pay extra attention.

Chi Jibai frowned slightly, and walked step by step towards a place closer to Ruoshui. Wudu Sword Spirit followed behind him, always on guard against his surroundings.

Halfway through the journey, Chi Jibai suddenly spoke up -

"Wu Du, can someone hide in the Weak Water for hundreds of years and still emerge intact?"

Faced with this strange question, the sword spirit was rarely seen without a look of confusion.

Ever since Chi Jibai was recognized as the master by the famous sword Wu Du, the sword spirit has become the being that has accompanied him the longest. Especially after the Immaculate Sword Heart was broken, Chi Jibai's temperament changed drastically, and when he was alone, he might not speak a word for decades.

Now the question...

The sword spirit didn't dare to say "a bit stupid" directly. After considering for a few seconds, he spoke carefully -

"Weak Water is from the upper realm, and it is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even the Lord cannot withstand the washing in the Weak Water, let alone others."

Hearing this, Chi Jibai's eyes deepened a little and he didn't ask any more questions.

But he still had countless questions in his mind.

Can the dead be resurrected?

Or... someone who looks exactly the same but has a different personality?

Are the vague memories in dreams real?

He paused, as if he had thought of something. A blush suddenly appeared on his face, quickly spreading to his ears, like peach blossoms in early spring. His fingers unconsciously covered his lips.

Fortunately, the sword spirit was behind him and didn’t see anything.

Right in front of you is the Ruoshui River. If you walk a few more steps, you will come into contact with the deadly river water. It was here that the original "Shen Yuzhi" died.

The corners of Chi Ji's white robe had begun to show signs of corrosion. He looked at the fluorescent green weak water in silence. He raised his hand and a drop of water flew out from the flowing weak water and slowly flew to his fingertips.

"Lord!"

The sword spirit tried to stop Chi Jibai's movements quickly, but stopped abruptly and watched Chi Jibai's fingertips quickly turn into bones.

“The power has indeed become stronger.”

Chi Jibai murmured, frowning even deeper, his overly cold eyes made his otherworldly look almost indifferent, like thick ink that could not be dissolved.

Whenever the tide comes, the danger of Ruoshui will double, and Chi Jibai has long been accustomed to it.

But it is not high tide yet, and it has only been a year and a half since the last high tide.

It seems that just as the sword spirit said, there is something wrong with the weak water.

This is also the reason why Chi Jibai hurried back.

His power spread out with himself as the center, exploring the area of ​​Weak Water inch by inch. After an hour, he slowly withdrew his power.

Nothing happened.

Could it be that the power of weak water will gradually become stronger over time?

After Chi Jibai left with the Wudu Sword Spirit, a thin mist spread from the depths of the Ruoshui River. A strange coffin appeared on the river, slowly drifting away, seemingly with no end.