Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1043 The Order of Yin and Yang
The sky was dim, grey winds were blowing, purple-black jade beads were rising in the air, casting down light like a waterfall, floating above the purple blessed land. A huge, hideous evil spirit was lying across the air, carrying a huge chariot on its back.

A man in black stood quietly in front of the car with a cold expression. The martial arts star in the sky was shining, and the light of true energy was like clouds setting off his body, making him look like a god.

Various magical powers intertwined, and the woman in Hunan clothes took back the magic weapon. Her pale face became slightly rosy, and she glanced at the real person on the other side.

"It's time to stop now."

The young Taoist priest on the other side was wearing a long white gauze, a Taoist robe with dark cloud patterns, a white background with gold edges, red lips and white teeth. He remained silent and stared at Yang Ruiyi in the sky.

He put one hand in his sleeve and patted it gently:
"Come back, the matter of Wangyue Lake is not something that can be dealt with in a short time."

Kong Tingyun on the side was still unaware of what was happening. She secretly turned her gaze to look at Helian Wujiang and Murong Yan who were looking murderous on both sides. She found that these two foreigners were also silent, quietly waiting for the situation to change. Only the huge golden body horizontal in the air was still releasing the light of thousands of eyes, resisting the rolling black clouds one by one.

"Yang Ruiyi controls the light of martial arts, and is equivalent to a great immortal with four supernatural powers in the territory of Songting... A great immortal of the underworld descendant is probably not something we can capture."

This battle caused a mess. Kong Tingyun didn't even need to look at it. The Xuanyue Sect, which had just started to improve, must have suffered heavy losses. However, she had no say at all, and there was no possibility of not fighting:

"If the Song court wants to rule across the river, it will not let Xuanyuemen go. If the Xuanxie wants to legitimately suppress the southern forces, it will definitely not let me go..."

Kong Tingyun knew that her own Chang Xi Zhenren had done his best, but to be fair, it would still be a worse situation if it fell into her hands. She even had some self-deprecating irony in her heart:

"Although we are walking on a mountain of swords now, at least there is a way to go. If the day comes when the north and the south stop fighting, the people who govern Xuanxie will return to Jizhong and no longer pay attention to Jiangbei, which will make me afraid!"

She waited for a long time before she heard Qi Lanyan beside her say with a smile:

"Yang Pan's methods are indeed powerful, and his reputation is well-deserved. However, he can sense and cultivate martial arts after establishing a country - please trouble Lord Yang to make this trip."

Yang Ruiyi stood on the ghost car, looking at him with a little more contempt, smiled coldly, and said quietly:

"Wei Xuanyin is the hand-picked master of Zhixuan. If he is here, he can also say this. You, the Qi family, are a double agent of Yan and Zhao. You, Qi Lanyan, are a small cultivator in the mountains. If you had not climbed up to Zhixuan, you would be just another Gongsunbei. Do you have the qualifications to comment on the methods of the big shots in my underworld?"

He said calmly:
"Lord Luoxia's immortal path is indeed glorious now, but he should not forget whose master died. He is not going to leave a way out for his own family if he talks about the death of You."

This curse was just right, and the threat was on point. Qi Lanyan's smile gradually faded, and the anger was suppressed in his heart. He just gritted his teeth and said nothing. Murong Yan, who was standing by, felt a chill in his heart. He slowly turned the stick in his hand and sighed:

"This Yang Ruiyi is not a pushover either. The underworld is aloof from the rest of the world. He has never threatened me like this before... It's embarrassing for Qi..."

The fat face of the direct descendant of the Murong family trembled, and his eyes narrowed slightly:
'Perhaps because of the matter of Zhenqi, the status of the Yang family has been greatly improved...'

Qi Lanyan said nothing more, and left with a wave of his sleeves. The Northern cultivators all retreated together. Yang Ruiyi still stood on the Ghost Cart. Immediately, a sword cultivator came riding on the wind, saluted in front of the car, and said:
"Thank you for your help, sir!"

Yang Ruiyi glanced at him, and his figure disappeared, leaving behind a faint voice:

"Qi Lanyan still wants to delay. The problem is in Tingzhou. Master, please guard this place. I will rush to help King Wei immediately."

Ning Wan, who was standing by, quickly flew down on the wind, her face a little pale. She nodded after hearing this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Ruiyi then stepped into Taixu, and the ferocious and menacing ghost chariot swept out, and the river in front of them was already a sea of ​​blood!

The entire river bank was red, and the sand shone with a dark red crystal glow under the setting sun. Corpses and broken swords covered the shore, and the mountains had collapsed, revealing dark brown rocks.

A huge, patterned golden body lay on the river bank, like a rolling hill, its lifeless eyes staring straight at the sky.

Right in front of the kneeling golden body, a gate that stretched across the sky stood on the ground. The white and crystal light no longer flickered, but was stained with blood and full of holes. It looked even more majestic like an ancient city tower on the battlefield.

"Tingzhou suffered a great loss."

If the battle in the Shanji area was more like a game between the immortals from the north and south, which ended in a decisive manner, the fight on the north bank was a real fight to the death with real swords and guns, with blood flowing for thousands of miles. The ferocious ghost chariot across the sky actually complemented each other in the sunset.

Yang Ruiyi sighed secretly and stepped down.

The young man held a halberd in one hand and stood with the weapon in his hand. The Qilin pattern on his black and gold armor had faded, and was full of potholes and silver-white marks from being chopped. The royal cloak behind him was full of cracks and floated lightly in the wind.

Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows, his golden eyes were still sharp, but a huge scar ran from his forehead through the tip of his nose and extended to his chin, revealing white bones with colorful light flowing. The Qi in the wound was being quickly forced out of the body and closing little by little.

When Yang Rui came down with his magical power, the King of Wei was taking off his arm armor covered with silver-white chopping patterns and stretching out his bony arms - it was obviously just put on.

Yang Ruiyi was high and mighty in front of the battle, but at this moment he was embarrassed and didn't know how to start. Fortunately, Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

Yang Ruiyi stared at him deeply and shook his head:
"The matter of Tingzhou was a miscalculation of Song Ting..."

The great general of imperial descent took off his cloak and put it on the young man. The pieces of green light on the cloak suddenly lit up, and the light of the "hornwood" was scattered. Yang Ruiyi took out the jade box from his sleeve and said in a deep voice:

"You are too badly injured... Take it first!"

Li Zhouwei reached out to take it, weighed it lightly, and knew what was inside.

"【Late-earing Golden Branch】… an extinct hornbeam food…"

[Late-eared Golden Branch] is the treasure of the Hornwood. Although it is a food, its rarity is comparable to that of a spiritual object. It is best to take the whole ear. It is a good thing that can bring the dead back to life and flesh to bones. Li Zhouwei raised his eyebrows and replied:
"Thank you for your concern, I have taken the medicine."

The Xiqi spiritual treasure in Gongsun Bei's hand is indeed powerful. Under the suppression of Lingtai, his magical powers are greatly damaged and his mana consumption is doubled. The two short spears that come with Lingtai are even more sinister. They can break Mingyang's magical powers and shuttle back and forth at a high speed!
Even though he had the Immortal Mirror to investigate, Ming Xiang and Gongsun Bei were beside him. They often noticed the weapon but had no energy to react. Not only was this thing extremely powerful, but once hit, a surge of bright light would spread through the body like a poisonous snake.

Fortunately, Wupomo Luo's Dharma body was able to dissolve the dry light, and Li Zhouwei used this to suppress it with a huge amount of magical power... It became even more difficult to resist the siege, and thus fell into a worse cycle... If it weren't for the talismanic energy [Ming Zhang Ri Yue] that sensed the destiny and continuously provided him with magical power, he would probably have died here long ago.

"My magical powers are already different from those of ordinary people, and with the help of [Mingzhang Sun and Moon], I am able to survive. If it were a Mingyang cultivator in the middle stage of Purple Mansion who was suppressed here, he would have died and could not escape!"

Even if Li Zhouwei managed to hold on, his body was now a mess. The Xiguang poison was flowing through every inch of his body, and he could only suppress it with his vast magical power, forcing the injured to be unable to free their hands to recover from their injuries.

The damage that Xiqi caused to Mingyang's origin was truly terrible. Li Zhouwei was seriously injured, and it was a real fundamental injury, but he was not in a hurry.

There is no other reason. As the cultivators retreated, the magic of "Jun Daowei" was recovering at a leisurely pace!

It is the effect of overcoming danger and achieving success!

"If I was fighting alone, it would be fine. But with all the monks besieging me, [Bai Lin Fate] has been strengthened to the extreme, 90% perfect, and I can overcome danger and succeed... It's a miracle!"

The response revival of "Jun Daowei" also gives back an additional 90% effectiveness, and more importantly, the talisman energy [Ming Zhang Ri Yue]!
Life is entrusted to one mansion, first of all, these seemingly fatal injuries were greatly weakened, and this battle responded to [breaking the magical power, thwarting the magic release], together with Bai Lin's destiny sensing, Shengyang Mansion's magic power emerged and rolled in.

At this moment, his Shengyang Palace was already filled with magical power, and his supernatural powers were shining brightly, extremely full, but he was just sealed inside. Although the Xiqi poison restrained Mingyang, as long as the big problem of magical power was solved, he had elixirs at home, and recovery would not be difficult!

However, these mysteries were either sealed or suppressed by him, and were not obvious. They were also the result of Bai Lin's fate perception, not in the ordinary "Jun Dao Wei". Yang Ruiyi obviously didn't know about it, and he felt embarrassed and annoyed:
"I just gave him the title of King of Wei, and now he's leaving the house and he's seriously injured while defending his territory. His foundation is damaged... Of course, defending Tingzhou means defending the Li family... but... but this is simply trampling on the face of my Yang family!"

"It's even harder to explain to my younger sister..."

This made his eyes look a little more gloomy:

"Qi Lanyan...Wei Xuanyin...I thought Zhi Xuanxie was Luoxia's subordinate after all, so even if there was something against Mingyang, he wouldn't be the first to come out and instigate it...It's a bit embarrassing to be greedy!"

Yang Xuan became the Emperor of Song, and Yang Ruiyi had no control over many of his actions. He could only pretend not to see them, but Qi Lanyan's actions undoubtedly made him very dissatisfied, and he narrowed his eyes secretly:
'Just wait.'

Fortunately, Li Zhouwei did not let him continue to be embarrassed. He lightly retracted his magical power, raised his hand and gently brushed his face. All the injuries and abnormalities disappeared, and he returned to his majestic appearance:
"please."

……

Great Zhao.

The bright moonlight made the sea sparkle with silver light. A man in white stood on the dark cliff with his hands behind his back, not saying a word.

After a while, a faint phantom was seen floating in the mountains. It floated a few times in the cracks between the mountains and turned into a woman, but she was wearing men's clothes, holding a wine jug in her arms, and kneeling softly in the mountains. A group of insects and snakes came out from under her robe, making sparse sounds.

She laughed in her throat and said quietly:

"The Imperial Master is in a good mood, admiring the moon alone."

Wei Xuanyin turned around, looked down at her, and said indifferently:

"What's your job, Mr. Zong?"

This woman is Zong Chang!

The identities of the two men are special, and both are famous throughout the world. One is the state teacher of Great Zhao, who practices "Jueyin" with the righteous way of immortality; the other is a eunuch who abuses his power and practices "Jueyin" with the evil way. Although they are high and low, they are surprisingly harmonious.

Zong Chang narrowed her eyes, drank the wine, and said quietly:
"I just got the news. I heard that there was a great war between the north and the south, and many people died on the shore... It's such a good thing, but you didn't even want to share a share with me? With me, things will only get better..."

Wei Xuanyin shook his head and sighed, hearing the sarcasm in her words, and did not answer. Instead, he listened to Zong Chang's abrupt words:

"Did Qi Lanyan get your instructions? He deliberately targeted Mingyang... He was the first among the other families to do so, which was quite bold."

Wei Xuanyin said calmly:
"I don't know who did this, you must have misunderstood, fellow Taoist."

They were both Jueyin, but they took completely different paths of cultivation. Wei Xuanyin didn't feel anything strange about her, but Zong Chang was extremely jealous of him. With a wave of her eyes, she replied:

"You and I both practice Jueyin, so we have some common interests here, so why bother to lie to me?"

Wei Xuanyin looked at her silently for a long time and said:
"Wei Li's path is brilliant, and the Emperor is worthy of admiration, but he promotes humanity, which is contrary to the immortal way. Since him, Jueyin and Mingyang have shifted again. You say that the interests are consistent, but I don't think so."

The man stood in the moonlight, looking indistinguishable as male or female:

"I intend to uphold the righteousness of 'Jueyin', revive the merit of yin and yang, and restore the Taoism destroyed by Li Qianyuan... If I ascend to the throne by destroying Mingyang, I will inevitably transform into a hundred evils and achieve the devil's way - I don't have this intention, so you don't need to ask."

Zong Chang smiled coldly and replied:

"You have such a big heart. You want to prove the 'Jueyin' with your own ability alone? Prove it in one go, openly and honestly, without clinging to a position that reverses yin and yang and destroys moral principles? You have to have that ability!"

She smiled and said:
"When Ming Yang comes to the world, whether Bai Lin succeeds or not, the adults don't care and tacitly approve the bets. However, the Dharmas, the noble families, and the immortal sects all have their own positions. Since the mountain has not issued any order, it all depends on one's own ability."

“I don’t care whether you are upright or not, or whether you have the ability. Let me ask you this: if Li Zhouwei achieves all his magical powers, attacks the fruit position, replaces Emperor Mingyang, and Mingyang is revived from then on… I don’t know if you gentlemen can tolerate it… Can you, Wei Xuanyin, tolerate it?!”

"If it is really the trend of Mingyang's revival, Mingyang is in power and Jueyin is out of order, it will inevitably return to the situation of Wei in the past. Jueyin is humble, which is what you call the devil's way. Your true spirit, Wei Xuanyin, is a man, can Li Zhouwei let you go? What's the point of talking about the balancing of yin and yang? Is there any possibility of a breakthrough? It's almost like you're going to die! Do I need to remind you..."

The woman knelt on the ground, drinking by herself, and said with a smile:
"It would be fine if the mountain was in charge, but now it's clear that the mountain doesn't care. And you are an ambitious person seeking the throne. Can you let such an unstable person who may destroy all your chances of ascending to the throne go on?"

"Now... now Qi Lanyan is deliberately testing you, and has the intention to destroy Mingyang. He is risking his life to deal with it for you. You, Wei Xuanyin, are in a position of Zhixuan, and your Taoism is terrifyingly high. If you say that you are completely unaware of it, I don't believe it!"

Main characters in this chapter
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Li Zhouwei [Early Purple Mansion]

Yang Ruiyi [Middle Purple Mansion] [Descendant of the Great Song Dynasty] [General]