Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 767: Selfishness Under the Great Righteousness

Compared with the simple mountain forest where Xu Yuan is located, the fighting venue between Tian Yan and Ran Qingmo is located on the top of a side peak of the Tianyuan Mountains. The dilapidated tower hidden in the dense forest tells of the former glory of this mountain.

This is where the Heavenly Sword among the Thirteen Peaks of the Sword Sect is located.

However, Tianjian Peak has been submerged in the torrent of history.

According to the management of the Tianyuan Competition in the past, such a world-renowned competition between the Holy Maiden of Jiantian Pavilion and the Chief Disciple of Jianzong should have attracted a large number of leaders of various sects to watch the competition, but there were only a few people watching the competition at the venue today.

A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall.

The attack of the Prime Minister's Mansion made the leaders of the sects and alliances unwilling to risk their lives, so they only sent some elders to watch the ceremony.

But these are not what Ran Qingmo is concerned about.

The world was silent. The breeze after the winter rain blew through the girl's long hair, bringing a chilly coolness. Tian Yan's words just now kept echoing in her ears.

[Use your Dao Yun to kill him together with me]

Quietly waiting for Tian Yan's arrival, Ran Qingmo stood alone on the top of the mountain, raising his slender hand to feel the air flow on the top of the mountain.

The air after the rain was filled with moisture. This kind of natural phenomenon could make her magic and sword skills more powerful. However, Ran Qingmo knew that even with the help of the weather, she could not be Tian Yan's opponent.

This is the gap between origin and transcendence.

But in response to the deal proposed by Tian Yan, she remained silent.

Kill Xu Yuan.

Even though she realized the huge gap in interests between him and her, she still couldn't make up her mind.
Ran Qingmo lowered her eyes and raised her hand to press on her chest. The rapid beating of her heart always made her feel suffocated. She wanted to suppress this irritating emotion, but she couldn't do it no matter what.

Perhaps it was just as Tian Yan said, she was not qualified to be the first disciple of the Sword Sect. Confusion and entanglement continued to surge and spread in the girl's chest.

until
The energy that was engraved in my mind came from the sky.

Everyone's Qi is unique. Ran Qingmo witnessed Xu Yuan's transformation from a mortal to a cultivator. Even though his Qi has now become ominous and cold, she still remembers it.

Ran Qingmo subconsciously looked in the direction where the Qi came from, but because the distance was too far, even if she looked intently she could only sense the Qi that was shaking the heaven and earth.

A hint of doubt gradually appeared in the dark eyes.

Master's wife and the others concealed from her everything that happened after Xu Yuan arrived at the Sword Sect, but Tian Yan told her everything in the early morning.

Today, a Yuanchu will compete with Xu Yuan.

However, Xu Yuan and Yuanchu Realm should not be able to cause such a heavy surge of Qi.

Who is that?
"That's Wen Xinyun."

Tian Yan's voice came from the sky.

The girl's petite figure emerged on the dome of the mountain top. She and her looked at the direction where the Qi machine came from, and her voice was clear and indifferent: "As expected, Xu Changtian is still the same."

"Wen Xinyun?"

There was a glimmer of surprise in Ran Qingmo's eyes.

Tian Yan retracted his gaze and glanced at her, but did not respond. Instead, he spoke lightly to himself:
"Wen Xinyun can't kill Xu Changtian, and given his temperament, he might get to us very soon. Ran Qingmo, have you considered the proposal just now?"

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Ran Qingmo was silent.

But in the silence, cold ice crystals spread around along the places where her snow-white mourning clothes fell, and almost in an instant, a forbidden area of ​​ice and snow formed on the top of the mountain.

Tian Yan looked down at what was happening below and whispered:

"It seems you intend to refuse."

Ran Qingmo tightly grasped the ink sword at his waist and said:

"I can promise you, but not now."

Tian Yan tilted his head and asked:

"Why?"

Ran Qingmo glanced at the source of the vibrating Qi in the sky and said:

"Xu Yuan cannot die in the Sword Sect, at least not now. Although he came here for the original promise, given his personality, he should have other purposes."

"Your fantasy about him is finally less."

Tian Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Are you worried that the Sword Sect will repeat the fate of the Wanxiang Sect?"

His thoughts were exposed, and Ran Qingmo subconsciously pursed his lips.

She witnessed the end of the sect called Wanxiang under the leadership of Xu Yuan.

The army is approaching the border and conquering the people by force.

In order to force the Wanxiang Sect to surrender, the Prime Minister's Mansion used 40,000 troops, but this time the Sword Sect will face ten times as many troops!
If Xu Yuan really died here, once the war failed, all that would be left for the Sword Sect would be nothing.

Therefore,
Ran Qingmo did not deny Tian Yan's statement:

".Um."

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There was silence for a moment.
Tian Yan looked at her, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts:
"You admit defeat before the battle. In my impression, you are not that kind of person. Is there really any point in deceiving yourself?"

Ran Qingmo subconsciously wanted to refute: "I didn't."

"No, you do."

Slowly landing on the top of the mountain, Tian Yan walked half a foot above the ground, his skirt fluttering in the wind. He looked at her, his words like the whisper of a devil:

"What you said just now is nothing but selfishness disguised as righteousness. If you really want to hesitate, why not just abandon the Sword Sect and join his Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Ran Qingmo took a deep breath and retorted coldly:
"I am only the first disciple of the Sword Sect. I cannot make such an important decision for the entire Sword Sect on behalf of Master's Wife and the others."

Tian Yan, who had lost his emotions, spoke in a sharp tone, cutting straight to the point:
"Really? But in the face of the tax-equalizing magic law issued by the court, it was your Sword Sect that chose to rise up and fight against the court, rather than waiting to be killed. Your hesitation now is contrary to the strategic decision of the entire Sword Sect! If this is not your selfish motives in the guise of justice, then what is it?"

Saying,

Tian Yan glanced at the vast forest under his feet that belonged to the Tianyuan Sword Sect, and said in a leisurely voice:
"Ran Qingmo, Xu Changtian left you a way out out of mercy after suppressing you with force. But how many disciples of the Sword Sect and how many soldiers of the Xiangfu do you think will die in this fight? And where will the hatred brought by these deaths go? Will you and Xu Changtian unite to end all grudges with a smile? So be less naive, blood debt must be repaid with blood!"

Every word is heartbreaking.

Tian Yan's words awakened something that Ran Qingmo subconsciously wanted to forget. His black pupils trembled slightly, and the cold and solemn ice crystals around his body gradually began to melt.

This period of time was not too long, but it was enough for the senior leaders of the sect alliance on the viewing stand to notice something was wrong.

"Qing Mo, what's wrong with you?"

The Grand Elder of the Sword Sect who was presiding over the competition immediately came to Ran Qingmo and asked him with concern.

Ran Qingmo did not reply. She hung her head, her body trembling slightly, and looked helpless like a child who had done something wrong.

Upon seeing this, the Sword Sect's Great Elder immediately realized that the change in his first disciple seemed to have come from the Holy Maiden of the Jiantian Pavilion not far away.

Just now, the two of them must have communicated some truths through voice communication!
After a moment of silence, the Sword Sect's Great Elder asked coldly:
"Your Excellency the Saint, what did you do to my Sword Sect's First Disciple?!"

Tian Yan looked straight into the eyes of the white-haired old woman opposite him, his voice without any fluctuations:

"I just told her some facts that you deliberately concealed, the truth about Xu Changtian."

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The Sword Sect's Great Elder was instantly speechless upon hearing this.

The aftereffects of the Sect Master and Luo Wei's overprotection of Qing Mo were so huge, so huge that she now did not even have any right to blame the Saint who had caused Qing Mo to almost fall into the devil's heart.

Because of Yu Zongmeng's position, these are all necessary.

She opened her mouth, but the saint's clear voice came first:
"Great Elder, the time has come. You may declare the battle to begin."

The Sword Sect's Great Elder subconsciously glanced at the senior members of the sect who were watching the ceremony, and then looked at his first disciple who was in chaos. He was about to find an excuse to delay time when he felt his sleeve being pulled by the girl beside him, and then her trembling voice gently reached her ears:

"I'm fine, just start over."

The Sword Sect's Great Elder subconsciously turned his head to dissuade her, but he saw the girl's slender hand holding her skirt slightly tightened, and she raised her eyelids, with stubbornness flashing in her dark eyes:

"start."

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silence.

The Sword Sect's Great Elder finally sighed in his heart, nodded, flew away from the battle circle, stood in the void and said loudly:

“The identities of both parties have been verified.

"The Saintess of Jiantian Pavilion versus the First Disciple of Jianzong - Start the battle!"

Rumble————

As the Sword Sect's Great Elder finished speaking, the entire Tianjian Peak let out a delayed roar, and wisps of sword energy rose up with the wind. The already dilapidated mountain protection formation was like a dying old man, but its once glorious history allowed it to finally hold up the sky.

Under the pale blue sky formed by the sword energy, Tian Yan's golden eyes radiated divine light as he looked down at the plain-clothed woman holding a sword below:
"Ran Qingmo, the old man will eventually pass away. The future of the world belongs to our generation. You will eventually reach this point, and no one will decide the future of the Sword Sect for you. So no matter how entangled and upset you are now, please remember that this is your last chance."

Listening to the words of the girl in the sky, Ran Qingmo slowly raised his eyelids, his long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly, holding the sword and whispering:
"I figured it out."

Speaking of which,

She dispersed her skills, and the crystal clear ice crystals around her fell to the ground silently and disappeared.

Tianyan is right.

The current Sword Sect cannot possibly compromise with the imperial court.
In this case, a war between the Sword Sect and the Prime Minister's Mansion will inevitably break out in Hongnong.

Regardless of the outcome of the two,
It is impossible for her and him to go back to the way they were before.

For blood debt must be repaid with blood.

so.
"Tian Yan, I."

"What are you planning?"

A familiar male voice sounded on the top of the mountain, interrupting Ran Qingmo's words without any warning;
Subconsciously looking back,
But she saw that the familiar handsome man had passed through the sword formation in the sky and came behind her. She subconsciously took a step back, staring at the person in front of her who left a deep impression on her, and her tone was a little stuttering:
".Xu Yuan, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?"

Xu Yuan looked at the girl's wide-open eyes, smiled, and said gently:

"Why, are you discussing something that you don't want me to know, Mr. Ran?"

(End of this chapter)