Fairy, help me practice

　Just at this moment, Jiang Wuyin opened his eyes.

　He sighed, stretched out his fingers and tapped them repeatedly, and finally stabbed them into the ground.

　When Jiang Guanglai's strong wind swept to Chen Yao's feet, a crack appeared in the ground beside his feet and quickly expanded, separating Chen Yao and the other two from Jiang and others.

　Jiang Guanglai waved his sleeves to urge the strong wind, but unexpectedly the strong wind suddenly died down when it passed the crack, as if it was sucked in by the crack.

　"Array?"

　Huan Yuan frowned and looked at Jiang Wuyin carefully: "It's not the formation, it's that this treasure house has been refined long ago. Jiang Lianjiang is indeed worthy of his reputation..."

　When Jiang Guanglai heard him say that, he snorted in anger and raised more than a dozen wind balls to attack. This time the wind balls were more powerful, but without exception, they were all absorbed by the cracks.

　"I don't believe that he, a mere mid-stage Jindan, can really resist us!"

　He became competitive.

　After observing Jiang Wuyin, Huanyuan found that his face was pale, especially after the crack absorbed several wind balls from Jiang Guanglai, and there was no trace of blood on his lips.

　He smiled and said, "This treasure house is closely connected to his mind. If it is damaged, all will suffer..."

　After hearing his reminder, Jiang's Yuanying and Jindan understood clearly: as long as they found a way to shake Jiang Wuyin's mind, this treasure house would naturally be broken without a fight, and Jiang Bailian would be captured easily.

　"Master Huan Yuan is indeed very insightful! We now know what to do!"

　Jiang's Yuanying, who was called the second brother by Jiang Guanglai, waved his hand, and several Jiang's Jindan walked out of the treasure house excitedly with distorted faces.

　"Is anything okay?" On the other side, Chen Yao naturally noticed that Jiang Wuyin's expression was not right.

　After the crack appeared, the sounds on both sides were also isolated.

　He couldn't hear what the Jiang people and Huan Yuan were saying, but seeing their expressions and the few people who left without sensing his presence, Chen Yao's heart sank, knowing that these people had another bad idea.

　Jiang Wuyin sighed: "Sir, I'm sorry... I'm afraid I can't refine your sword well."

　"What?" Chen Yao frowned and looked down at the jade sword that had already cracked. It would be a lie to say that he was not angry.

　"If there were no interference from outside, and I were given another day to think of a solution, I would definitely be able to make this sword. However, right now I have to focus on controlling the treasure house..."

　Chen Yao looked at the various materials still melting in the blue flames and asked, "What problems did you encounter while refining the sword?"

　Jiang Wuyin sighed helplessly, "I'm short of water. I'm short of pure, refined water. The sword embryo is made of ten thousand year old cold essence, and the water element has long since transformed into cold marrow. However, these dragon horns and dragon scales require even purer water essence to melt before they can fuse with the sword embryo. Not to mention, this Nine Mysterious Condensed Gold is the hardest substance in the world. Without softening, how can it be fused into the sharp edge of a divine sword?"

　"So, after these precious materials came into your hands, they were wasted?"

　"Bullshit! I, Jiang Wuyin, will never ruin treasures! I'll find a way to seal them with my Emerald Blue Phantom Fire and slowly smelt them!"

　Jiang Wuyin said angrily.

　Chen Yao looked back at the formation that Jiang Bailian had entered, and the light of the formation began to shine again.

　"Okay! The most important thing now is to ensure that Bai Lian's inheritance goes smoothly, and that she can cast your people safely."

　Facing a powerful enemy, he had to accept this fact.

　Jiang Wuyin slapped his thigh in frustration: "I, Jiang Wuyin, have never encountered such a predicament before when refining weapons! It's really frustrating!"

　As he spoke, he began to point out the materials in the treasure house, the materials for sealing the blue flame and refining the sword.

　Several Jiang family golden cores who had gone out came back through the damaged teleportation array.

　They were carrying a jasper coffin.

　"Wuyin! Look who this is!"

　Jiang Guanglai's disgustingly loud voice blasted through the divided crack and hit Jiang Wuyin and Chen Yao directly.

　Chen Yao felt a sweet taste in his throat, knowing that he was using sound magic.

　Jiang Wuyin looked back, and his hand, which was originally pointing at the materials in the treasure house, froze, and his whole body began to tremble.

　"put it back!"

　He roared.

　Jiang Guanglai sneered and signaled Jindan to throw the coffin heavily to the ground.

　He walked around the coffin in a swaggering manner, sniffing with his nose, looking obscene.

　"I never thought that our Third Aunt would still smell so good even after she died..."

　He laughed heartily and smashed the lid of the jade coffin with one sleeve, and the coffin stood up.

　Inside was a corpse of a woman who looked like a living person, with red lips, pale face, and slightly furrowed eyebrows.

　"Yunniang!"

　Jiang Wuyin's eyes turned red: "Jiang Guanglai! You're looking for death!"

　Jiang Guanglai didn't expect Jiang Wuyin to dare to yell at him like that: "Boy, how dare you talk to your uncle like that!"

　There was no anger in his tone, because he had achieved his goal of angering Jiang Wuyin.

　Jiang Wuyin tore open the spirit gathering formation around him and was about to rush through the crack.

　Chen Yao quickly stopped them: "They are clearly trying to provoke you! Now our hope lies in Bai Lian being able to release your people. The three of us can't deal with these Nascent Souls and Golden Cores! Wake up!"

　Jiang Wuyin gritted his teeth and sat back dejectedly: "Hateful!"

　At this time, Jiang Guanglai's voice came again: "Such a bitch, I really don't know what you are worried about! After being toyed with by Third Grandpa, you even placed her coffin in the gathering place of Jiujiang Water Spirits for preservation."

　He sneered, "Why? Do you still want to revive her?"

　Jiang Wuyin was stunned: "You! So you all knew!"

　The Yuanying that Jiang Guanglai called his second brother laughed: "Wuyin, is there anything in the Jiang family that can escape the eyes of your second uncle? The reason we didn't care at the beginning was just to avoid interfering with your refining of Jiujiang, and at the same time to save it for future use!"

　Jiang Guanglai let out a deafening laugh: "I never thought that this idle move would come in handy now!"

　He threw his sleeves over the coffin, his face grim and ferocious: "Today, I will show you what it means to be torn into pieces!"

　As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up from his sleeves, and the coffin and the woman's body broke into pieces.

　"Yun Niang!!"

　Jiang Wuyin's heart-wrenching voice resounded throughout the treasure house.

　He burst, spurted blood, and fell headfirst.

　"senior!"

　Chen Yao wanted to help him, but was blocked by his formation and it was no use.

　He looked back at the bloody and broken corpses on the ground, and felt sad.

　Jiang Guanglai turned around and glanced at Huanyuan.

　Huanyuan frowned slightly, indicating that the strength was not enough.

　Jiang Guanglai smiled and kicked Yunniang's head, which had fallen to the ground, toying with it deliberately: "Look, whose head is this?"

Chapter 106: Sacrificing oneself to the sword, the heart of Jiujiang

　Jiang Wuyin slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Jiang Guanglai.

　Jiang Guanglai pinched Yunniang's face with his fingers and pulled off the skin bit by bit.

　He pretended to be serious and said, "Wuyin, do you know that you have great talent, but you have not yet reached the peak of the Golden Core? Why is that?"

　He pinched Yunniang's nose and pulled it off with force.

　"Because you can't see through it!"

　Jiang Guanglai pointed his bloodstained finger at Yunniang's hideous nostrils, where her nose was missing. "So-called beauty is nothing but a bag of white bones and smelly skin. You can play with her for fun, but if you get too obsessed with her, you'll become obsessed with her! Hahahahaha..."

　He laughed even more wildly.

　Jiang Wuyin's eyes were red and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

　"Senior, this is their evil plan...you..."

　Chen Yao really wanted to persuade him not to be fooled, but he had never experienced Jiang Wuyin's suffering, so he couldn't say these seemingly rational words.

　Jiang Wuyin burst into tears and tore his clothes angrily.

　The people on the other side saw him like this and all laughed happily.

　They felt that this strategy of disturbing Jiang Wuyin's mind had obviously worked.

　However, after crying for a while, Jiang Wuyin calmed down.

　He took a deep breath, sat up straight, and wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes.

　"Uncle."

　His name is Chen Yao.

　"senior?"

　Chen Yao agreed uncertainly.

　"I'm going to help you forge a peerless immortal sword! In return, you have to kill Jiang Guanglai for me. Is that okay?"

　Jiang Wuyin's tone was firm.

　Chen Yao was a little hesitant. With his current strength, it would be a good thing if Jiang Guanglai didn't kill him.

　"I'm not asking you to kill me now."

　Jiang Wuyin glared at him.

　Chen Yao finally nodded and said, "Okay! As long as we can escape their encirclement."

　Jiang Wuyin sighed deeply, "He's right. I'm obsessed with appearances... But isn't life, the universe, the great beauty and love all about these colorful appearances?"

　Amid the astonished and doubtful gazes of the people opposite him, he stretched out a hand and pointed directly at the dome of the treasury, with a clear light shining from his fingertips.

　"I, Jiang Wuyin, have no chance of reaching the Nascent Soul stage... Family, hehe, family..."

　He sneered twice and shouted, "Water!"

　Rumbling thunder sounded dully from all directions.

　Huan Yuan's face showed shock: "What's going on?"

　Jiang Guanglai and others were even more confused.

　"Who cares? He's been hurt physically and mentally. Let's just destroy the treasure trove!"

　Jiang Guanglai took the lead and turned into a gust of black wind and blasted towards the crack.

　Huan Yuan and other Yuan Ying also drove out their magic weapons and blasted out.

　The entire treasure house was shaking.

　Chen Yao was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so how could he withstand the aftermath of the combined attack of these powerful men? He felt his whole body go numb and he sat down dejectedly.

　He looked at Jiang Wuyin nervously and with difficulty, only to see that Jiang Wuyin still maintained his proud posture with his finger pointed at the sky, but his face was as pale as gold paper.

　"senior……"

　Surrounded by tigers and wolves, Chen Yao didn't know what to say.

　Huanyun's eight-light purple-gold hammer slammed hard into the black barrier with cracks rising, and the sound of metal and iron rang in everyone's heads.

　A deep wound appeared between Jiang Wuyin's eyebrows, blood slowly seeped out, and his eyes were furious.

　The dome of the treasury roared like thunder, and there was a loud rumbling sound. Several torrents broke through the dome and flowed down.

　Like galloping horses descending from the sky.

　None of the Jiang family's foundation-building disciples could withstand it, and all of them were torn to pieces.

　The force of the torrent was so fierce that even Huan Yuan did not have the confidence to withstand it himself. He quickly made hand gestures and cast defensive spells to block the torrent that was washing away the entire treasure house.

　As soon as the torrent touched his defensive spell, Huan Yuan's face changed: "This is! This is the water of Jiujiang!"

　Bai Guanglai and the others who were hiding in his spell were stunned and started cursing: "Jiang Wuyin, you bastard, how dare you move the water of Jiujiang so easily! Do you want to destroy the entire Jiujiang?"

　Jiang Wuyin sneered: "Jiujiang? It's better for it to be destroyed than for you to ruin it!"

　The torrents were like dragons, rushing and bursting through the entire treasure house.

　Yunniang's horrible head was washed through the crack and floated in front of Jiang Wuyin with the current.

　Jiang Wuyin reached out, picked it up gently, and held it in his arms.

　His voice was so gentle: "Yunniang and I were childhood sweethearts... I went to Lianjiang for her. Now that she's gone, what meaning does Jiujiang have for me?"