Xianmen can only be saved by me

Xie Lin felt that he had a very long dream, and it seemed that half his life had passed through in the dream.

He could have continued, but suddenly woke up because of some movement, his consciousness came back, and he felt the cold wind blowing on his face.

Wait, icy... wind?

How can there be wind when he is in the room?

Realizing this, Xie Lin sat up abruptly, then froze.

"I can move?" He looked at his hands in surprise, and even took two steps out of bed before he could believe this fact, but within two seconds of being excited, his face suddenly changed, "No... Yun Nianchen! "

He felt the abnormally flowing wind, and he didn't check the situation immediately because he was too surprised, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered that if even he could move, then Yun Nianchen, who was unable to move because of the spell... What's up?

What's going on outside?

Fang Mingxiu?

Even he didn't realize that his worry seemed to be abnormally turbulent, Xie Lin ran to the wooden door in two steps, and hurriedly pushed it away——

The face was blown head-on by the gust of wind.

Almost lost his footing, he slid down the door frame with his hand and used his strength to stabilize his figure. Immediately, his fingertips touched something thin.

Looking sideways, it was a piece of talisman paper. Xie Lin had never seen the talisman on it, but there were some patterns he was familiar with. After spelling it, he could probably guess that it was a talisman used to fix the house.

This at least shows that Yun Nianchen had expected this storm a long time ago, and Xie Lin instantly let go of half of his heart.

It's just... what about others?

Xie Lin looked up and saw that there was a thick fog all around, and there were two powerful spiritual forces flowing rapidly in the fog, converging back and forth, as if a battle was in full swing.

Xie Lin breathed a sigh of relief - Yun Nianchen was still alive.

However, he doesn't seem to be well.

The fluctuations of the two strands of spiritual power are not the same, one is covered with frost, the other is...

Xie Lin frowned.

Good...bad.

He seemed to sense some kind of pure malice in that psychic power.

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"Zheng"——

After an obvious golden crack, Yun Nianchen threw the sword backhand, and touched his storage ring again.

No matter how finely crafted the standard long sword of Xianmen is, it is still an ordinary sword. The ordinary iron that has not been tempered by the monks' painstaking efforts cannot withstand this level of battle at all. He no longer remembers how many swords he lost.

But in the dense fog, Fang Mingxiu's aura was still gradually getting stronger.

Yun Nianchen has never been so indifferent: "I used to think that your brain is not very good, but I didn't expect your brain to be so bad."

Any great power has a price. Come to think of it... Fang Mingxiu didn't show a rare talent in the world when he was in Tianxing Xianmen, but after leaving, he entered the country at a rapid pace, so he might have gone on the wrong path.

"That's fine." Yun Nianchen lowered his eyes and said in his heart, "Killing him like this doesn't count as killing the wrong person."

With a thought in his mind, the inner palace surged, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.Yun Nianchen let out a muffled cough, and finally a golden light came out from his right hand, covering the long sword.

"Yo, you finally drew your sword?" Fang Mingxiu's mocking voice came from the mist, "I thought you couldn't do it... Hey, wait, let me take a closer look... Hey, your sword is still a coincidence Well! Yun Nianchen, I've already told you, give me the things, and I'll go, for the sake of how my senior brother loved you so much, I can let you go once."

"I said before, you don't deserve to call him Senior Brother."

Yun Nianchen held the sword and went up, his figure almost turned into a gust of wind.This castration was so severe that Fang Mingxiu was caught off guard by him. He only had time to turn slightly to avoid the vital point, but his right shoulder was pierced by a sword.

"Hiss—" Fang Mingxiu took a breath, and the expression on his face became more and more distorted, "It hurts so much."

Yun Nianchen turned a deaf ear, and after pulling out the sword, the momentum remained undiminished, and as soon as he turned his wrist, he wanted to stab him a second time.Fang Mingxiu retreated quickly, and grabbed the air with his left hand: "Thunder and lightning, listen to my order!"

Rumbling--

When the lightning struck, Yun Nianchen walked out from the gap of the thunder light, and said coldly, "Don't use your half-baked lightning spell."

"Where is "half-handed child"?Among those people back then, I was the one who learned the lightning spell the fastest. You won't forget about it, right? "Fang Mingxiu said with a dark smile, "Oh, you shouldn't forget, after all, I'm a fast learner, and my brother even asked me to come over and teach me a lesson. "

"But the senior brother later improved this mantra - saying that you are a "half-baked man", it's not that you didn't learn it well, but that what you learned was a half-finished product. "Yun Nianchen paused, and said clearly, "That's right, who made you betray the teacher?" "

"Yun Nianchen!" Fang Mingxiu grabbed again, and threw the thunder arrow at him, "Don't be complacent! I want to see how long you can last in my hands like this!"

Once the two confront each other, even if there are dozens of rounds of back and forth, as Yun Nianchen's aura becomes stagnant, Fang Mingxiu will fight more and more smoothly.

The blood flowing from his shoulders stained his clothes red, and his breath was muddy and mixed, making him even more like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Yun Nianchen was arrogant, never took him seriously, and didn't know him well; but Fang Mingxiu was different, he had regarded Yun Nianchen as a thorn in his side since a long time ago.

Xie Ruyi is such a good person, warm and warm, like the warm sun, making people around him feel like a spring breeze.At that time, he had just entered the immortal sect not long ago, and he really didn't understand why there were so many people in this world who could keep up with his cultivation progress, and even an unborn genius like Yun Nianchen was in front of him. His talent is mediocre... If his brother hadn't comforted him at that time, he might not be able to hold on.

Although I couldn't make it through in the end.

He really didn't understand why Xie Ruyi always had Yun Nianchen as his junior in his eyes?Among the Immortal Sect, there are countless disciples who can call this "Senior Brother", Xie Ruyi is good to everyone, but only when facing Yun Nianchen, can there be a little more sincerity in his smile.

He was even jealous of Xie Ruyi losing his temper with Yun Nianchen.

This person, he has a senior brother, as well as Fang Mingxiu's dream, a talent that can surpass all sentient beings... Such a person...

Fang Mingxiu's eyes were fierce, and his face was full of sternness.

He knows Yun Nianchen's weakness, he has studied this opponent for so many years...

This kind of people……

It's better to die!

Lei Shi wrapped in ten thousand strength and struck down following his movements.Yun Nianchen had just stabbed a sword, at this moment, in this instant, there was a flaw in his left waist, and he couldn't avoid it;

The overwhelming hatred in his heart surged, and there was only one thought left in Fang Mingxiu's mind——

Die, Yun Nianchen!

……

At this moment, a white light came through the fog and hit the thunder light.It was an ordinary talisman paper, but it deflected Lei Shi by half an inch.Yun Nianchen raised his eyes with difficulty, and took advantage of the gap of this breath to push aside, tilted his head, and coughed up blood from his mouth.

The thunder arrow deviated from its direction and hit the ground, making a huge bang, flying sand and rocks for a while, making it even more difficult for people to see the surrounding situation clearly.Yun Nianchen took the opportunity to adjust his breath for a while, but felt a breath approaching him quickly.

He subconsciously raised his sword to chop, but stopped afterwards.

"How did you get out?"

It was Xie Lin who came.

Xie Lin was more surprised than him: "Didn't you lift the spell that fixed me?"

Yun Nianchen shook his head and stared at him faintly: "Although I am injured, it's not that I can't even control the spell that controls you, unless..."

Unless something, he didn't say.

Because Fang Mingxiu's extremely angry voice sounded in the thick fog: "Who! Who is preventing me from killing him!! Can, can stop me—"

Yun Nianchen chuckled suddenly: "This mantra was originally written by my brother."

Xie Lin blinked, and for some reason understood Yun Nianchen's hint: "Let me...try?"

Yun Nianchen nodded.

"But I don't know what kind of curse it is." Xie Lin said, "The teachers in the outer school all said that the magic spell needs a certain level of practice before you can start practicing it. So far I have only learned one "Spirit-Inducing Curse". Not a word of cursing—"

It is a basic incantation derived from "introducing qi into the body". The aura that can be attracted depends entirely on the monk's own cultivation. This is entirely for the younger disciples to understand the principle of using the next mantra.

Xie Lin's theoretical knowledge was solid, and he didn't waste it - he used this thing to replace the previous method of "entraining qi", and used it to ripen the much-needed spiritual plants alone.

"All things are impermanent." Yun Nianchen said suddenly.

Xie Lin was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that this meant for him to follow along, and subconsciously stared at his mouth: "All things are impermanent."

"Knowledge is one."

……

All things are impermanent, Dao knows one, I am thinking of the five realms, my body is invisible.

Heaven opens and earth unites, follow my law, thunder and lightning flash, respect my edict!

Rumbling--

As soon as the last word was spoken, Xie Lin's heart seemed to be pounded by someone suddenly, and his whole body shook.

At the same time, there was a louder sound of thunder in the sky, and an indescribably terrifying thunder struck down in the sky, as if even the sky was furious, wanting to kill this group of disrespectful people on the spot.

With this blow, even the dense fog formed by the formation was partially dispersed. Only then did Fang Mingxiu vaguely see Xie Lin's figure, half concealed, and reminded him of that person.

His eyes widened in an instant: "Who are you!"

Xie Lin turned his head, before he could speak, Yun Nianchen laughed first.

"Like I said, what you learn is a 'half'. He raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky, "Let me show you the complete spell." "

boom! !

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At the last moment, Xie Lin's scalp exploded suddenly, and before he could react, he had already clasped Yun Nianchen's shoulder, and took him away, so as not to be affected by the residual power of Lei Guang.

It took a long time for the flying dust to disperse, because the formation was arranged by Yun Nianchen, and after a few key places were removed, even the thick fog dispersed.Xie Lin was at a loss for words when he saw the damage caused by the lightning.

Except for the small wooden house that Yun Nianchen had affixed a talisman to, there was not a single inch of complete land in Fangyuan... within a range that could not be seen at a glance.

No grass grows, and the destructive power can be said to be very large.

Seeing that Yun Nianchen hadn't been born, Xie Lin twitched the corners of his mouth, and started a conversation: "Fang Mingxiu...is he dead?"

Yun Nianchen shook his head.

"Missed?"

"Hit." Yun Nianchen looked up at the sky, then suddenly grabbed Xie Lin's hand and flew towards a certain place in the ruins.After landing, Xie Lin found a metal vessel in the shape of a teapot on the ground. Its surface was scorched black, as if it had been struck by lightning and could not be used.

He dug out the half-buried "teapot" and fiddled with it for a while, then raised his head and asked, "A magic weapon?"

"Ah."

"It looks quite advanced." Xie Lin has learned a lot in the refining class. He scraped a little charred black powder from the inner wall of the teapot and crushed it with his fingertips. He hesitated to judge, "It seems to be a high-grade magic weapon?"

Up to now, there are only three classifications for the grade of magical artifacts, which are as rough as spirit stones, and the pricing space is very flexible, giving many profiteers opportunities to make money.However, because of this, there is also a big difference between a high-grade magic weapon and a top-grade magic weapon from a practical point of view.

According to Xie Lin, this pot is not ordinary.

This made him even more speechless. To be honest, he really didn't expect that he had recounted a mantra with such exaggerated power.

At this moment, Yun Nianchen added another word: "Although Fang Mingxiu used a magic weapon to resist, he will be injured after all."

"And," he suddenly remembered something, "did he trouble you a few years ago?"

It's not that Yun Nianchen doesn't know about it, Xie Lin didn't bother to answer and didn't answer.

However, Yun Nianchen didn't need Xie Lin to answer, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Then he should vomit to death, trauma and heartache, he needs to recuperate for a long time."

Xie Lin couldn't help raising his head: "What's the relationship between him and Xie Ruyi?"

Yun Nianchen looked down at him: "Senior brother, you should ask, what does he have to do with you." After a pause, he continued, "Besides, how can I know something that senior brother doesn't know?"

Xie Lin: "..."

He tightened his fingers holding the pot, and suddenly called out solemnly: "Yun Nianchen."

Yun Nianchen bowed his head.

"I still don't remember."

He just had a very long dream, and in the dream, following Xie Ruyi's perspective, half his life had passed.

Just as he was about to look down, he was disturbed by the struggle between the two.

But one thing is for sure.

His cultivation...is different from before.

Xie Lin has no golden elixir, no primordial spirit, so he doesn't know what state he is in now, but he can feel the aura of heaven and earth flowing in his meridians, which is not of the same order of magnitude as before.

Ever since he came to this world, he had never experienced such a feeling of abundance of spiritual power. It was like a beggar who was used to being poor was suddenly thrown into a pile of gold and silver. His first reaction was that he was at a loss.

and--

Xie Lin raised his head and glanced at Yun Nianchen. Suddenly, he came up with some inspiration, "There is no Fang Mingxiu in the part that can be dreamed of."

Yun Nianchen was startled: "Then... who is there?"

Listen carefully, his voice is trembling.

Xie Lin thought for a while and said, "Anyway, there is no Fang Mingxiu, so I want to ask."

"Do you care about him?" Yun Nianchen asked.

"How could it be?" Xie Lin laughed, "I was chased into the Celestial Star Immortal Sect by him—well, it's better to say that I was just curious about how much the thunder could cut him apart, and besides, "Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." "

"Splitting multiple burns" is a good question, but unfortunately Yun Nianchen...don't know.

"I don't know?" Xie Lin was puzzled. Could it be that the thunder he attracted was so exaggerated that even Yun Nianchen couldn't judge its power?

"Thunder is the agent of the way of heaven. A monk must experience the thunder of heaven. This is the heaviest punishment for a monk in the rules of the way of heaven. It is also because of this. In fact, what senior monks are most familiar with is how to face thunder." Yun Nian Chen said, "Besides...Fang Mingxiu's cultivation is not right."

Fang Mingxiu was supposed to be a Dzogchen in the Void Realm.

It is said that it is one step away from returning to the same state, but this step is like a moat, no matter how bad Yun Nianchen is, he shouldn't suffer so much under his hands.

but……

"I suspect that he has practiced the magic technique and concealed his realm." Yun Nianchen thought for a while and said, "His realm should be more than a hole."

The author says:

The word "imperial order" is a Taoist decree. Although many concepts in Xiuxian Wen are from the Taoist school, I actually don't want to write it that way.But after changing a few words, I felt that the word "imperial order" was not easy to pronounce, so when I wrote the word "imperial order", I checked it out and found that this word can also be used by emperors, as it is to express "respect me". The concept is good =A=

The content and concept of the mantra are all made up by me, don't believe it, you can't cultivate immortals even after practicing.