Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 444 The husband sings and the wife follows
The north wind carried ice crystals across the ruins of Dongjing City, and the withered face of Venerable Chengliang glowed with bronze in the snow.

The old man was full of energy when he talked about his ambitions, as if the new year had come. However, Venerable Qianlong lowered his black and white eyes, with a sad look on his face, as if he was mourning the death of someone:
"The evil spirits have become your free killing tools, helping you to clean up those people who should have been frozen to death in the snow?"

"The Lord also said that they should have been frozen to death in the snow. During the Lord's reign, the population of Beiaozhou was five times that of a thousand years ago, and ten times that of three thousand years ago. But this land cannot support so many people."

"You don't have to be hypocritical with me anymore! The person you want to save is not Bei Ao, but yourselves!"

Venerable Qianlong suddenly raised her eyes, and her cold eyes had already regarded this old man who had followed her for many years and worked hard for her as an enemy, as if every word the old man used to express his ideals was so high-sounding that it made her feel sick:
"It's not that Beiao can't feed them, it's that Beiao can't feed you, a bunch of greedy termites! If you eat less, you can feed more people than you do now!"

At first You Su thought that the old man really had his own ideas, but now he could hear something strange.

The so-called inability to feed so many people is simply an excuse. The weak people were killed, leaving only the wealthy people. Does this mean that Beiaozhou has become prosperous?
The answer is obvious.

It is impossible for them not to understand such a simple truth, so Venerable Qianlong said that they were not trying to save the world, but to save themselves. Because such a concept of saving the world is more like a competitive instinct for resource monopoly.

But will Bei Ao become bad after such a reconstruction? As the saying goes, everything depends on human effort, and You Su could not make a judgment on the ideal destination of Venerable Chengliang. However, he still couldn't help but secretly criticize this old man for being too unkind. He himself was born in poverty, but now he has become successful and wants to cut off other people's livelihood.

"Your Majesty is wrong." The old man still refused to admit his guilt, which surprised You Su.

"My mistake was that I shouldn't have thought of taking action against you after the matter was accomplished!" The peerless goddess in simple clothes gritted her teeth.

"Yes... so many people are willing to join us. In fact, they don't agree with our ideas, but because they know that our plan is more beneficial to them. Every year, the Lord has to deduct a large amount of money and food from the rich and powerful in the sacred mountain to support the poor in these remote mountains. The rich and powerful have been resentful for a long time. They are also afraid that one day, you, the Lord who is dedicated to the people, will wave your hand and give away all their money."

"You are using this plan of mine to influence them?" Venerable Qianlong finally understood why they were able to block the news so perfectly. It was because of their fear of her and the fear of losing their wealth.

"When the rabbit dies, the dog is cooked; when the bird is dead, the bow is put away. How could they not be on guard in advance? The so-called salvation of the Lord is only to save these useless people; but our salvation is to save them. If you were a person in the sacred mountain, you would make the same choice."

"No, I won't!" The noble female cultivator in plain dress showed disgust in her eyes, knowing that the old man in front of her would never turn back, and facing the enemy, she would not have a trace of mercy.

The old man also sighed, "The ultimate goal of this old man and the Lord is the same, both of us want to make Bei Ao a better person, why do we have to get into such an irreconcilable situation?"

"Don't insult her, old man! She is nothing like you, an ungrateful dog!" You Su drew out the Mosong sword viciously, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the veteran Dongxu Master.

Looking at the figure of the young man beside her drawing his sword and speaking for her, the softest corner of Venerable Qianlong's heart seemed to be touched. Along the way, she had to fight for everything on her own, and being misunderstood, slandered, or opposed could not stop her from improving Beiao. After her other self was driven away by her own hands, she had prepared herself mentally for the eternal loneliness of her path, but she never thought that someone would stand by her side today, which still made her feel unprecedentedly touched.

Although the face of the Venerable Chengliang, who was dubbed as a ungrateful dog, was ugly, he also had the pride of being a Venerable. He was too lazy to get angry with a teenager like Yousu, and instead reminded him hypocritically:
"My Lord, you are so close to this evil demon who is wanted by everyone. Be careful of being gossiped about."

"Thank you for your reminder, Venerable Chengliang, but you misjudged him. He is not like you, a traitor who colluded with the evil spirits."

Venerable Qianlong imitated You Su's cursing style and retorted. It was the first time that You Su heard this woman cursing, so he looked at her in surprise, but saw that the woman was also looking at him.

He hadn't seen this woman smile since he was forced by Venerable Qianlong to escape from the sacred mountain, but she was smiling at this moment.

The night in Beiao is very short, but the dawn will not be dimmed by the shortness of the night, but will be more magnificent because of the white sky and earth. You Su felt that the woman's smile was probably like the first ray of morning light breaking through the eternal night. When her frost-covered eyebrows relaxed, she actually opened a stunning beauty in the snow. The goddess's compassion for all living beings and her cunning and agility that did not match her age and status were blended in this smile.

No wonder she is the top of the Celestial Fairy Ranking...

This was the only thought left in You Su's mind.

But the more beautiful she was, the uglier the look on Venerable Chengliang's face looked. The two of them sang in unison, just like a husband and wife following each other.

Twelve bronze beads engraved with numbers emitted dark blue hexagram patterns and coiled into a star map of the sky in his hands.

"If you insist on blocking the sea well, please take a detour to the three sea wells in the south."

"I'm afraid that by the time I arrive, Bei Ao will be dead. Do you really think you can stop me by yourself?"

"I just don't want others to destroy my hometown. I hope you can forgive me."

Venerable Qianlong shook her head and smiled bitterly. She turned around, and four ice spikes suddenly appeared on her jade-white fingertips. The next moment, they pierced into the four sides of You Su, forming a square with both sides facing up and down.

Before You Su could react, he saw a deep blue array pattern appear under his feet. You Su suddenly felt a piercing cold, and when he touched his body, he found that an invisible barrier had appeared in the space, wrapping him up.

"Don't run around this time."

The woman whispered the instructions softly, and without waiting for You Su to answer, she turned around and flew up.

The hem of her elegant long skirt fluttered in the air, and her long black hair also danced wildly. You Su looked up at her and suddenly felt that the woman in the exquisite fairy robe and sharp aura when he first met her was not her. The one he saw now was the real Venerable Qianlong.

You Su was not a person who would seek death, so he stayed in the formation obediently this time. After all, the enemies outside the formation were no longer the evil spirits that he was naturally incompatible with, but two Dongxu masters with top combat power.

This is not only a battle for the control of the Haijing in Dongjing City, but also a clash of ideas between the two men. No one is destined to back down until one of them falls.

When no one can convince anyone else, then the bigger fist becomes the only hard truth.

"Kan represents water, Li represents fire—" The old man's cloudy eyes reflected the ice lotus spreading under the feet of Venerable Qianlong, "The Venerable Master will step into the Zhen position in three breaths."

Before he finished speaking, Venerable Qianlong rolled up his sleeves, and nine black ice dragons sprang out of thin air. The moment the extremely cold breath from the dragon's mouth touched the old man's sleeves, it was absorbed by the bronze hexagram plate that appeared out of thin air. Venerable Chengliang tapped the "Xun" hexagram with his dry fingers, and the cold wave that should have frozen everything turned into a light breeze, which only blew the snow on the ruins away.

"Wei Ji Gua, things are not accomplished yet." The old man stepped on the Gua plate and flew into the air. "Although the Lord is a genius and created a top-level martial art that has never been seen before, this move of freezing thousands of miles is often used."

Venerable Qianlong's pupils suddenly shrank, and she clearly saw twelve shadows appearing behind the old man - it was the scene when she used this trick several times over the years, and the details were vivid in her mind.

Only then did she realize that Venerable Chengliang had carved every battle that had witnessed her victory into counting sticks, which served as the cornerstone for predicting the future.

He had already anticipated that the two of them would end up in a fight to the death.

The female fairy felt a surge of rage rising, and her skirt embroidered with dragon patterns suddenly exploded into thousands of icy prisms, and a figure holding a sword jumped out of each prism.

You Su was shocked to realize that these were actually the moves that Venerable Qianlong might perform in the next three breaths. The 360 ​​ice spikes were 360 ​​kinds of killing intent. The abacus in Venerable Chengliang's hand trembled wildly, and the bronze hexagram plate showed hexagrams such as "Daguo" and "Xiaoguo" one after another.

"Kun on top, Dui on the bottom, Di Ze Lin—" The old man shouted, and the twelve beads sank into the snow. The ground collapsed into a swamp, swallowing half of the ice ridges into the imaginary space of the hexagram evolution.

However, in the remaining ice mirror, Venerable Qianlong's real body had teleported behind Venerable Chengliang, and the ice blade condensed by his jade finger was only three inches away from his vital point.

"The ice ridge at the Kan position will arrive in three breaths!" The old man's shout was mixed with wind and snow, and the twelve abacus beads were suddenly embedded in the snow.

The ground beneath You Su's feet suddenly shook violently, and he saw the reflection of a woman emerging from under the ice—the reflection was actually holding an ice spike and stabbing at her own back!

Fortunately, Venerable Qianlong was not without warning. This vital point came too easily. The three icy spikes that had been hidden behind her flying skirt finally showed their fangs at this moment, forcing Venerable Chengliang to retreat.

The first confrontation ended with the two men competing against each other. Venerable Chengliang drew a line across the "Zhen" hexagram with his dry finger, "Xun wind melts ice, Li fire melts snow, your ice magic is nothing but a mirage in front of me!"

The cold wind howled among the ruins, and You Su's body, wrapped in an invisible formation, felt like it was falling into an ice cave, but this ice formation helped him block the even more terrifying pressure from the outside world.

He saw Venerable Qianlong's ice spikes shattered into stars in the void, while Venerable Chengliang's bronze hexagram plate was always suspended in front of his chest, and each hexagram accurately resolved the deadly murderous intent.

This is different from the battle between Venerable Aosu and Venerable Chengliang on the sacred mountain plain, because at this moment these two people are rushing to kill people!
Witnessing the life-and-death struggle between the two Dongxu masters, You Su couldn't help but sigh that no one who could cultivate to the Dongxu realm could be an ordinary person.

"The Qian hexagram governs the sky, the Kun hexagram governs the earth—" a low chant rolled out of the old man's throat, and the hexagram plate under his feet suddenly expanded, covering a large area of ​​the earth.

As the hexagrams intertwine, every falling snowflake becomes his eyes, and every whistling wind becomes his ears.

Venerable Qianlong fluttered his wide sleeves, and nine black ice dragons broke through the air. The extremely cold breath spewed out from the dragon's mouth, but at the moment of touching the hexagram, it was transformed into a soft breeze around the fingers by the "Xun" hexagram pattern.

You Su clenched the Mosong Sword tightly. Even though he did not participate in the battle, he could still feel the terrible suppression from Venerable Chengliang. He clearly remembered that Venerable Aoshu said that the fortune teller should not calculate for himself, but it didn't matter if this old man was clearly going to be retaliated by the heavens, as long as he could stop Venerable Qianlong!
You Su had seen the scene where the chief elder killed the Nanyangzhou Dongxu cultivator. The difference between ordinary Dongxu and his Dongxu level was no smaller than that between a catfish and a shark. But at this moment, Venerable Qianlong was not at her prime. With half of her soul gone, she not only did not have the strength to suppress all the enemies, but also it was difficult for her to sustain a long decisive battle with only half of her soul left...

But the battle between life and death will not wait for you to recover. The old man tapped the hexagram plate with his dry fingers, and the ground collapsed. The ice lotus blooming on the toes of the Venerable Qianlong was swallowed into the abyss by the "Gen" hexagram pattern before it solidified.

The fairy staggered back, her three thousand strands of black hair brushed across her pale lips, and a streak of blood meandered down from the corner of her mouth.

You Su's pupils shrank suddenly - the moment the scarlet blossomed on the snow, he saw the ice crystal runes quietly condensed on the fingertips of the Venerable Qianlong. Those runes did not attack the old man, but silently penetrated into the cracked well platform. The skirt of the female fairy embroidered with dragon patterns fluttered fiercely in the wind, like a piece of snow that refused to fall.

“Why do you have to hold on, my lord?” Venerable Chengliang stroked his beard and sighed, with dark blue hexagrams entwined in his dry hair, “You are no longer the same person as before.”

Venerable Qianlong sneered, and the ice lotus under his feet suddenly exploded into thousands of broken crystals. Each ice crystal reflected her pale face, and 360 figures formed seals at the same time, and the entire snowfield suddenly rose up into towering ice pillars. Venerable Chengliang's hexagram plate spun rapidly, and the twelve beads turned into streams of light and sank into the void, weaving a huge bronze net on the trajectory of the ice pillars.

"boom!"

The moment the icicles collided with the hexagram net, You Su heard the sharp sound of porcelain cracking. He looked up suddenly and found that those seemingly messy icicles actually outlined mysterious patterns on the snow - those were the ice spikes that Venerable Qianlong had "accidentally" blasted into the ground five moves ago, and now they were echoing with the runes under the snow!
The old man frantically moved the beads, but was horrified to find that the "future" shown by the hexagram was distorting - Venerable Qianlong had already buried the real killer move in the "past"!
It was only at this time that You Su realized why she had to walk into the city!
It’s not that she can’t find the way, she is carving a formation all the way!

In order to hide the secret, this terrible woman even deceived him!
From this huge formation, snow spurted out all over the sky like magma erupting. You Su, who had been staying in the formation obediently, looked at the overwhelming white and almost thought that the sky was falling.

The snow suddenly stopped, and You Su finally saw her again.

"I said, I guessed you would come here."

A dark blue lotus blossomed from the fairy's fingertips, and the ice spikes that were swallowed by the hexagram suddenly gushed out from the void.

Every "failed" spell became a foreshadowing of a reversal of the battle situation. The defensive formation carefully calculated by Venerable Chengliang now became a cage that trapped himself.

The bronze hexagram plate cracked inch by inch in the interweaving of ice and snow, and the old man's skinny body was blown hundreds of feet away, smashing the century-old ruins along the way.

What finally stopped him was the huge round well in the center of the city.

Evil creatures are continuously pouring out of the former 'Mother Well' of Dongjing City. They are extremely excited about the feast that has been delivered to their doorstep by Venerable Chengliang, but they are quickly frozen when they pounce on him with bared teeth.

The dying old man did not thank the Lord for his kindness. He looked at the dark and turbid round well, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to his childhood when he and his friends were fishing around the well, which was a very rare thing in Beiaozhou. But everything could not go back. The well had changed, and so had the people.

"Do you regret it?" The woman asked with pity as she looked at Dong Jing, whose face was completely disfigured.

The old man just shook his head and coughed up the old blood that had already turned dark red.

"These evil spirits are the sweet rain of the new era. They will eat away all the useless roots and allow Beiaozhou to gradually grow stronger."

"What if they finish eating them? Won't the rest also eat you? Bei'ao is full of evil spirits, do you want to trap yourselves around the sacred mountain?"

"My Lord, have you never seen rain? The rain will stop... Sir, you will let these evil spirits return to the bottom of the sea. At that time, Bei Ao will be relieved and reborn!"

Venerable Qianlong was about to make a seal when he suddenly stopped:

"Sir? Who is Sir?"

But the old man seemed to no longer be able to hear her question. The last bead was hidden in the old man's throat. The wind carried his last whisper before his death:
"Mom, the well water is not cold..."

The snow fell silently.

Venerable Qianlong walked slowly to the old man and closed his eyes with his empty hands.

The ruins of Dongjing City trembled in the twilight, and the third sea well collapsed.

You Su watched the woman bend down and pick up something. It turned out to be a grain of corn that had been frozen for hundreds of years.

Perhaps Beiao doesn’t want a high-ranking immortal, but someone who bends down to pick up corn.

You Su said nothing and hugged the woman before she fell backwards.

(End of this chapter)