Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 644 Everyone Likes Butterflies, Who Would Love Flies (Part )

You can't force Tian Linyi by deceiving him, unless you really intend to kill him in the next breath.

The straps on the sword-holding wrists were all broken free, and the sleeves fluttered like butterflies and flames. Legend has it that on that day, when the young man defeated Tian Linyi with one sword on the Winter Sword Stage, his sleeves seemed to be ignited by the wind. Few people saw the details of that sword, and the news sounded like a distant story within the palace walls.

Now it is just being performed again in Qiongju Garden.

It was definitely not a carefully planned victory, and it was definitely not a narrow victory. If I can beat you once on the Winter Sword Arena, I can beat you a second time anywhere else.

For the first time, Li Zhi's expression fluctuated. He looked at Pei Ye with some confusion and curiosity. He touched the warm blood on his neck, as if he was unfamiliar with this kind of body fluid.

Just before the sword on his neck exerted its force, he said, "I'll give it to you."

Li Zhi lowered his head and cut open his wrist. Amidst the bright red, a stream like golden sand gushed out. Li Zhi raised his finger and dipped it lightly, then pointed it upwards. The golden stream separated and formed a golden waterfall.

“The true blood of the Qilin can be used as firewood and ignited, and it will burn even when it rains.” Li knew.

Pei Ye took the porcelain bottle, put away his sword, and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped on the collapsed porcelain and turned back to where Qu Xin was waiting, boldly exposing his back to Li Zhi, as if he didn't know how outrageous the thing he had just done was.

Meng'er watched him walk towards Li Cannan not far away. Her dead eyes seemed to light up again. Tears rolled down her cheeks as if she was relieved of a heavy burden, but at the same time, she burst into extremely painful despair. She sobbed and fell to the ground.

Li Xizhou looked at her silently, his lips pressed into a sharp line under his golden mask. She raised her head and looked at the distant, eternally beautiful moon.

Pei Ye walked back to the seated brother and sister and handed the bottle to Qu Xin: "Cure her poison."

When he walked over with the sword in hand, Qu Xin had already reopened the medical box, sat cross-legged again and spread out the needles. He turned back and took the porcelain bottle, inserted each silver needle into the still warm golden blood, dipped it for half a needle length, and the blood in the bottle immediately dropped a bit.

The girl rubbed the silver needles lightly, and golden flames ignited from the needles like small matches.

The pure, noble, and bright golden fire was so bright that it seemed as if shadows were burned away by the mere sight of it. Qu Xin flicked his finger and inserted a silver needle into Li Cannan's cheek. The girl trembled slightly, and the green under her skin immediately contracted and twisted.

"The Qilin Fire contains high temperature. Although I tried my best to neutralize it with cold needles and wrap it with Qilin Fire, it is inevitable to hurt you. If you can still mobilize your true energy, try your best to protect your meridians." Qu Xin said.

Li Cannan pursed his lips and nodded, whispering: "Thank you, thank you."

Her eyes were still red and swollen, but the traces of tears had been dried by the warmth that penetrated her skin.

Qu Xin said no more words, and the flying needles penetrated one by one, carrying golden fire into the end of each green thread. The green threads disappeared visibly in the twisting, and were replaced by golden and blue threads.

After all the silver needles in his hand were inserted, Qu Xin looked down at the porcelain bottle and did not take out a new needle. He said, "Only half is left."

"Is it cured?" Pei Ye said
"No," Qu Xin said, "but it can't be used anymore."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Yes, this is all the Qilin Fire. Even if you really cut off Li Zhi’s head, you can’t get more.

These were originally the Linhuo that Pei Ye would use to kill Yu Sicheng.

The black cat squatted on the branch and looked at Pei Ye, but Pei Ye said nothing.

Chihuo has already swallowed a wisp of Qilin Fire, but Qilin Fire and Zhulian Fire are different.

In other words, material fire, mysterious fire and qi fire are different.

Chihuo can absorb the characteristics by swallowing flames, and then reproduce them in its own hands. Chihuo is originally a mysterious fire, but it has spiritual mystery and can burn anywhere. Zhulian Fire is also a mysterious fire, and the same spiritual mystery burns at the bottom of the flame. Therefore, as long as this kind of flame is eliminated, the flame can be switched between Chihuo and Zhulian Fire at will.

Qilin Fire is also subject to this law, but unlike Zhulian Fire, it is a real "physical fire" born through the burning of Qilin's true blood. It is farther away from Chi Fire, and it is more time-consuming and laborious to replicate.

Chihuo swallowed the flame by completely analyzing and tracing it, and then reappeared it through Lingxuan, rather than fabricating it out of thin air. Pei Ye had true qi and Lingxuan, but he did not have Qilin's true blood. Although it was essentially the true blood of the immortal hunter and a form of Lingxuan, it could not be used by him immediately after all.

Of course, this was also expected. Black Cat had told him about this a long time ago, but he didn't think that the decision would come so suddenly. The "Great Edict" had not been carved yet, and there would always be time to digest it after obtaining the Qilin Fire.

Pei Ye lowered his head and wrapped his wristband around his wrist: "What if it's not cured?"

"Relying on these Kirin Fires and Chi Fires to form a fire net, we can control the poison for three to four days. I will prepare other methods."

"Can it be done?"

"About 60 to 70 percent." Qu Xin said, "There may be a risk of toxins leaking."

“But your own life is also a life,” she added.

Pei Ye wrapped the wristband around her wrist, expressionless: "Give it all to her, and leave only one foot of the sword for me."

"..."

Qu Xin was not so happy for the first time. She tilted her head slightly and said, "Why don't you think about it again?"

"...Don't, don't use it on me." Li Cannan struggled and said hoarsely. She raised her eyes and looked at Pei Ye, "You, you are going to fight with others, so just use it."

"I think we should not chase Yu Sicheng." Black Cat's calm voice echoed in his mind, "A long time has passed. He has probably opened Luoshen Palace... and these are indeed all the Linhuo has."

Pei Ye remained silent, but smiled inexplicably and whispered, "Before, you must have said that you would give us the Linhuo to use."

"Oh, yes. You refused to do that."

Of course, there is a difference in the amount of Kirin Fire. Even if [Mercury Hua Fu Raft] is made of ice, a flame that is too small will be extinguished. The difference between the chance of one sword and the chance of two swords is huge, and the difference between the chance of two swords and the chance of three swords is also huge.

There are so many things that are not ready.

Pei Ye lowered his head and held the sword horizontally, took out a thin thread of unicorn blood and smeared it on the front end of the blade.

Only the way forward is open. 'I must go there,' he thought.

"He will definitely go." Li Xizhou said.

Pei Ye turned around and saw Li Xizhou standing behind him: "Let's go, I'll go with you."

……

Pei Ye turned around without saying a word, picked up his unsheathed sword, and the black cat jumped onto his shoulder.

"What are you going to do?" The two disappeared into the shade of the trees. Pei Ye turned back to look at the woman, "I still have to divide my attention to protect you."

"You have things you need to do, and I have things I need to do." Li Xizhou pushed aside the branches and followed him. The two eyes revealed under his golden mask were very cold, as if the previous fatigue was just a flash of illusion. "What nonsense are you talking about? If you can't protect me, what else can I do for you?"

"..." Pei Ye smiled, "Okay, then let's die together."

He picked up the fish that Li Wuyan had caught, opened his mouth and took a bite, tearing off a piece of sweet scale meat. The fish bounced violently, as if it was no different from an ordinary fish. Pei Ye grabbed the fish head and handed it to Li Xizhou's mouth.

Li Xizhou frowned, opened his mouth and took a bite, then Pei Ye threw the rest to the black cat.

"Where should we go?" Li Xizhou swallowed the raw meat. "Are we going to the South Pond where you entered the water?"

"Even if we fall from the exact same place, the direction may not be the same as it was then. Mirages are changing, isn't that what you said?"

"Yes, so I asked you."

"There is a road that can lead directly to Luoshen Palace." Pei Ye lifted up a few low-hanging branches and whispered, "Twenty-three years ago, Qingfeng fell into the same predicament as us. He could enter the mirage, but could not find the location of Luoshen Palace."

"..."

"So they dug a ditch." Pei Ye pushed aside the last cluster of branches and leaves, and the cold wind suddenly blew in his face. It turned out that he had taken a straight path away from Qiongju Garden.

"Let's take the road that He Wujian once took." Pei Ye said.

He turned around and saw Li Xizhou had already folded his arms around his shoulders, shivering in the cold wind.

"Why don't you go back and get some more clothes?"

"Cut the nonsense and let's go."

The black cat passed her some Chihuo, and Pei Ye walked to the edge of Taiye Lake. Only the remaining snow covered the shoreline. Twenty years had buried all traces long ago, and it was impossible to tell what kind of water the Taiye Lake had once been connected to.

But Pei Ye had seen the construction plan of Yuxian Garden a long time ago, and in the past few days, he almost dug the entire ditch out of Mingyue Mountain.

This is a photographic memory thing.

Pei Ye stopped when he reached a certain section of the shoreline, and the boundary marker began to take effect in his body.

Pei Ye's body was tossed back and forth by the Immortal Lord several times, not to mention that there was also a root of fortune in his dantian. Li Xizhou was the bloodline of Wei Qingju and the Linxue Emperor, and the black cat was a pure immortal hunter body.

The scaly flesh cannot cause any body here to collapse; it can only serve as a landmark.

Pei Ye faced the Taiye Lake with his back to the Mingyue Palace. He stepped in and stepped into the cold water amid the sound of ice breaking. Then he turned around and saw the Daming Palace of twenty years ago.

It was a spring scene, and it was night, as if the spring in the Qiongju Garden was spreading out.

Pei Ye lowered his head and started walking his own way.

Although the scenery was vast, he knew that the road under his feet was very narrow, only about 12 feet wide, which was the width of the Yuxiang Garden canal.

A spiritual realm where the water has dried up will become an island. This is a long island, and perhaps one step out will sink into the boundless water, but Pei Ye remembers every detail very clearly.

He stretched the hilt of the sword backwards and let Li Xizhou hold it.

Walking and climbing, sometimes in summer, sometimes in winter, there were two sections where the two of them didn't even get into the knee-deep water, obviously not every corner has been renewed by time. Before Mingyue Mountain was abandoned, the scenery was elegant and beautiful, with green trees and shallow grass, fireflies on the jade steps, and the moon twenty years ago, exactly the same as today.

When we reached the last slope, it suddenly started raining.

Jingchi is already in front of you. In spring, she is like a beautiful lady with perfectly made-up. The quiet moon is gently rippling in the water. The flowers and trees are her hairpins and the drizzle is her veil. The eaves of the Mingyue Palace in the distance are so new and beautiful.

Pei Ye looked to the south for a while, and at this moment he suddenly felt that even if he stepped out of this ditch, he would not lose his direction. This Mingyue Palace seemed so real that it seemed within reach.

But he still didn't try. The fire in his heart was still burning fiercely and time was not enough. He retracted his gaze, stretched out his arm to grab Li Xizhou's wrist, and stepped into the clear and dotted surface of the lake.

The dark blue curtain suddenly rose from under their feet to above their heads, and they entered a new world.

The high sky seems to be flowing, and what you see seems to be an endless grassland under the moon, with tiny schools of fish swimming through it, and dreamy and beautiful flowers growing in between, converging towards the front.

"Is this... underwater?" Li Xizhou was slightly stunned. This was her first time here, and she looked up in confusion.

Pei Ye looked at the sky that seemed to flow in all directions: "This is probably the interior of the Twelve Suspended Streams."

He lowered his head. The road was right under his feet. He looked forward. Not too far away was a wall that seemed to have no boundaries. There was a door in the middle of the wall. Yu Sicheng in front of the door turned his head towards them indifferently.

Pei Ye's breathing stopped first, and he saw an indescribable scene.

There should have been a human figure on the wheelchair next to Yu Sicheng, but now it has become a broken and weird shape. A red jade-like snake is intertwined and blended with it, as if a needle and thread are piercing a rag doll back and forth. The ends of their limbs are floating in the water, but blood is gathering around them and even seeping back into the body, creating a heart-pounding scene.

And Yu Ziliang was not completely dead yet.

(End of this chapter)