My enemies became my companions

Chapter 435: The Shura Field of the Fairies (Two in One)

The eaves of Chongyang Temple refracted the sunlight, casting a sharp shadow like the tip of a knife, and Wei Wuque stood right on the edge.

"Master, we didn't find any spies from the Western Jin Dynasty, nor did we find the Lone Smoke Sword."

Luo Shuo was sweating profusely and his voice was trembling as he spoke.

In order to encircle and wipe out the Western Jin Dynasty spies hiding in Chongyang Temple, Magpie Pavilion has sent out all its forces, but to their surprise, there is no trace of them at all.

Yuanfeng Tower, Miaoshang Temple, Chongyang Temple and other places have been checked. Now if we find no one, I'm afraid that group of Western Jin spies have already left the city.

Compared to Luo Shuo's panic, Wei Wuque was exceptionally calm, so calm that Luo Shuo couldn't understand why he was so calm.

He looked in the direction of the West City Gate and said, "They left through Jinmen Mountain Road."

Luo Shuo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he sighed softly: "Sure enough..."

He raised his head and sized up the host's expression, but didn't see much change, as if he had expected it. If it wasn't impossible, he would have suspected that Wei Wuque was a spy from the Western Jin Dynasty.

Seeing the seat master's expression, Luo Shuo's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but ask: "Did the seat master know that they were not in Chongyang Temple? ... Was he prepared in advance?"

"Prepared?" Wei Wuque shook his head and smiled, "Others are prepared."

Luo Shuo was a little bit incredulous: "That... Captain Min?"

"That's right." Wei Wuque replied calmly.

In just two words, Luo Shuo guessed many details in an instant. Their search of Chongyang Temple at this moment was not so much to find the spies of the Western Jin Dynasty, but more to lure the spies out of Jinmen Mountain Road to deceive the thousand households.

In this case, then the group of spies...

Luo Shuo's eyes were just filled with excitement, but he suddenly thought of something and frowned deeply.

"But...how can that Qianhu alone withstand the attack from both the Guyan Sword and the group of spies?" Luo Shuo couldn't help but ask.

Wei Wuque said slowly: "Then we can only let Lone Smoke Sword go and fight against those spies."

Luo Shuo's pupils shrank slightly. The original mission of Xi Que Pavilion was only for Gu Yan Jian. It was later that he learned that the group of spies had stolen the intelligence from Xiaoguan. Although he could only choose the lesser of two evils now, if he failed to capture Gu Yan Jian, it would inevitably leave the impression that he had failed in his mission.

When Luo Shuo had doubts in his eyes, he heard Wei Wuque pointing to the forbidden sword pool on the top of Chongyang Temple built on the mountain.

"It's come to this, there's no need to worry about it anymore. Right now, I have other things to worry about."

At the top of the mountain, lightning struck from the sky.

The forbidden area of ​​Jianchi.

The towering courtyard wall encircles the top of the mountain, and the gate is majestic, but the once bright red lacquer has now become almost black and purple, and the color is so dark that it makes people feel scared.

A huge vortex cloud gathered on the top of the mountain, and the sword intent became more and more powerful, continuously bombarding the gate, making a dull sound, as if something was trying to break out of the door.

A group of Taoist priests gathered beside the altar to protect the two people on the stage. Seeing this situation, they were obviously frightened.

The only thing that could comfort them was that the person on the stage was dressed in white, whiter than snow, and was still walking in the strong wind, looking ethereal as if he had ascended to heaven.

Yin Weiying held a peach wood sword in his hand and recited a poem in the strong wind:
"The natural world, the foul air disperses, the mysterious void in the cave, Huang Lang Tai Yuan..."

This mantra is one of the Eight Divine Mantras, the Mantra for Purifying Heaven and Earth, which can purify the filth and debris of heaven and earth and calm the sword intent within the sect.

The one who assisted Yin Weiying in performing the ritual was none other than Lu Ying.

She was also wearing a Taoist robe, and was dancing around Yin Weiying with a sword in hand while chanting incantations. As the two of them did this, a strong spiritual energy gradually emerged from the altar, lingering over it like a thin layer of mist.

Yin Weiying immediately swung his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed at the vibrating door in thin air.

Her appearance is like that of an immortal pointing the way.

Lu Ying looked up and was stunned for a moment.

I saw a faint blue shadow coming out of the sheath between Yin Weiying's eyebrows, holding the magic sword to meet the majestic sword intent that was overflowing.

It’s actually Nascent Soul!

Lu Ying was startled and his movements slowed down a bit. Many thoughts surged in his mind. He wanted to say goodbye, but couldn't.

For no reason, she thought of all the scenes from the past few days, and her mind was instantly filled with distracting thoughts.

A ray of sword intent flowed out from the door and silently rushed to the tip of Lu Ying's sword.

Thunder rumbled, smoke and dust flew, and the twenty-eight flags fluttered.

As the Dharma platform became more powerful, the overflowing sword intent seemed to be stimulated, not only hitting the door directly, but also shooting out with sharp force.

The Taoist priests who were protecting the Dharma hurriedly retreated, but several of them were still accidentally injured and the platform shook for a moment.

Yin Weiying frowned slightly, his mind moved, and his Nascent Soul went up to meet the sword intent. Wherever the magic sword went, a lot of the overflowing sword intent was subdued and dissipated between heaven and earth, but more of them avoided it, lingered around, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Taihuashan is particularly good at formations, and by chance in the underworld, she also condensed her Nascent Soul. Logically, she should be able to strengthen the seal easily.

However, the sword intent flowing from this sword pool is exceptionally... "cunning".

Yin Weiying didn't know whether the word "cunning" was appropriate to describe it, but these sword intentions were like living things, they could seek benefits and avoid harm.

"How strange, how strange..."

Yin Weiying glanced at the gate to the Jianchi Secret Realm.

I saw that the gate had cracked a little. It would not be long before the whole gate would be blown out. Not only would the entire Chongyang Temple be burned down, but the whole city of Shantong would also suffer a disaster.

Gotta speed up...

Yin Weiying thought to himself as the peach wood sword danced in circles of sword shadows.

Lu Ying's steps were slow, his mind was extremely complicated, and he was several beats behind and could not keep up with Yin Weiying's pace.

Yin Weiying did not dare to slow down, but instead went faster and faster, chanting the incantation continuously:
"The Yuanshi is here to keep the town safe, and to inform all spirits. The mountains and rivers are the true officials, and the land is the sacred spirit. The left is the altar, and the right is the millet. Do not disturb them without permission..."

Her figure floated like a cloud, sometimes attacking here, sometimes rushing to there. The sword spun like the wind, and the Nascent Soul also moved with her.

Lu Ying tried hard to keep up, but haste makes waste. His steps became more chaotic, and the light covering the platform gradually weakened.

She was shocked to realize this, and her hands and feet became even more flustered. In a moment of confusion,
The tip of the sword suddenly pointed at Yin Weiying.

Her hands and feet seemed to be no longer under Lu Ying's control. Her mind went blank in an instant, and the long sword actually pierced straight towards Yin Weiying!

boom!
A bolt of thunder exploded in the sky.

…………

…………

tick.

Like the sound of water dripping.

Yin Weiying felt extremely sore all over, and had a slight numb feeling, as if he had been suddenly struck by thunder.

The nun forced herself to open her beautiful eyes, only to find that everything around her was pitch black, so dark that one could hardly see one's hand in front of one's face.

Darkness enveloped her, and she subconsciously stood up to look for the sword. She touched a round object with a straight handle, and when she raised it suddenly, she heard a whimper of pain.

"Woo..."

Yin Weiying was stunned for a moment, then touched it carefully and was shocked to find that it was not his peach wood sword at all, but Lu Ying's ankle.

She looked around and saw only darkness. She heard the sound of dripping water from stalactites and found herself in a cave.
Because of that lightning with sword intent, they mistakenly entered the secret realm?

Yin Weiying was still frightened for a moment. He let go of Lu Ying's ankle and felt around for another place, and finally found his peach wood sword.

As his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, Yin Weiying saw Lu Ying's outline and pressed his forehead, memories suddenly flooded back. At that crucial moment, Lu Ying suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at him.
It seems like he has the intention to... kill?!

Yin Weiying's eyes changed.
The peach wood sword pointed directly at the unconscious Lu Ying.

Just at this moment, Lu Ying woke up slowly from his daze, and felt a cold and sharp touch on his neck.

She shuddered.

"You want to kill me?"

The nun's voice was cold and filled with imperceptible anger.

Lu Ying felt dizzy, as if a long worm was crawling inside her body. She managed to react and said:
"I...I'm not..."

"You are so good, Fairy Lu. You are the first disciple of Jianjia and you are praised as having a 'heart of Taoism like a crane', but you are trying to hinder it. How could a Taoist have such a vicious heart?"

Yin Weiying sneered and said:
"You want me to die with you!"

Lu Ying was shocked by the voice and woke up in an instant.
"N-No…I didn't!"

Being trapped in a secret place and pointed a sword at him, Yin Weiying would not listen to any explanation. He pushed forward with the tip of his sword, and blood immediately covered Lu Ying's fragile neck.

As soon as this fairy came out, she started chasing me and running away with Chen Yiyi, and she showed her affection intentionally or unintentionally. She tried to seduce her husband several times, and now she is causing trouble on the altar again.

New and old hatreds surged into his heart, and Yin Weiying said angrily:
"You are a good disciple of Jianjia. I originally followed the rules of Yinjian Mountain and thought that you and him were innocent and pure. I never thought that we would fight on the stage with swords and try to take my Taoist partner and replace me!
How can you be someone's disciple? How dare you harm your fellow disciples out of jealousy? Or are you from Yinjian Mountain such a hypocritical person? ! Doing such a thing as stealing people? ! "

Lu Ying wanted to argue loudly, but when the words came to his lips, he felt a little guilty:
"I...I didn't..."

Why was she feeling guilty? What was there to feel guilty about? Lu Ying was stunned for a moment by her own guilt. As if to prove that she was not guilty, she said, "I really didn't..."

"That's right!"

Yin Weiying was furious. After all this time, this fairy still wanted to steal people!
What a great senior sister, what a great sword-armor first disciple...

He has stolen the head of my Taihua Goddess!

"If it weren't for the Taoist precepts of not killing, I would have killed you with one sword!"

After hearing these harsh words, Lu Ying felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Yin Weiying took two deep breaths. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Lu Ying's neck, she let her reason prevail and silently recited the Supreme Forgetfulness Method.

His mind calmed down and he retracted the tip of his sword an inch or two.

Lu Ying's nameless anger still burned.

Nothing had ever happened between her and Chen Yi. At most... at most... Chen Yi was secretly interested in her. At this moment, with the tip of the sword against her neck, she did not retreat, but became even angrier.

Lu Ying's whole body was hot, and her usually calm heart was in a mess. She only heard her say word by word:

"Okay, then there is one!"

Yin Weiying's heart, which had just calmed down, was stirred up again.

"How dare you?!"

"Why wouldn't I dare to? Doesn't Yin Xiangu not care about this cauldron? But he is my anonymous junior brother after all. You don't care..." Lu Ying, who was always quiet, sneered, "But I do care."

You don't care,

But I care...

When the people of Yin Weiying heard these words, they were so angry that they went crazy.

After all this time, it turns out that it was because I was trying to maintain the image of the Goddess of Taihua that this little slut thought she had an opportunity to take advantage of me!
Madam Third, look at the good disciple you have taught!
How bad of a parent's discipline that he even bullied the eldest wife!
Yin Weiying was so angry that he said word by word:

"Okay, okay... Since you, Yin Jianshan, are incompetent in disciplining, I will discipline you today."

"What are you going to do?" Lu Ying's face changed slightly, but he still did not retreat or avoid.

Yin Weiying sneered:

"The sword of wisdom cuts through the threads of love."

Before Lu Ying could react after he finished speaking, Yin Weiying's mind moved, and his Nascent Soul was instantly unsheathed. He held the magic sword and slashed at Lu Ying.

The ethereal magic sword instantly sank into the soul and fell towards the heart lake.

Lu Ying's pupils suddenly shrank, and the lake in his heart instantly began to surge with raging waves, as if in self-defense, but the heavy waves were broken by the sword.

I thought I was going to cut into the depths of my heart lake, but instead I saw a ray of sword intent rising up from nowhere and heading towards the magic sword.

Boom!
The Nascent Soul was instantly hit by a violent recoil, its body was shaken, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yin Weiying's mouth, and in panic he quickly called back the Nascent Soul.

Her face turned pale.

Lu Ying stood there in a daze.

After a long while, she slowly stood up.

Yin Weiying took several steps back, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, and in a fit of rage he used his magic sword to cut, but not only did he fail to cut the love thread, but he cut something else instead, which made his soul waver.

Lu Ying gradually approached,

She was shrouded in shadow, making it difficult to see her expression.

Yin Weiying's face was pale, her Nascent Soul was damaged, and she was almost dizzy. She could only hold the sword in front of her. At this moment, she suddenly remembered... Lu Ying was practicing both Taoism and martial arts...

In other words... we may not be able to win!

Yin Weiying thought of his previous words and felt a chill down his spine.
"Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu..." Her voice trembled a little, "Did I say... too harshly?"

She wanted to apologize...

Just when he was trembling with fear, he suddenly saw Lu Ying bow his head and said:
"Thank you...Fellow Daoist Yin for your help..."

Yin Weiying blinked and was stunned for a moment.

Lu Ying's face was full of sincerity.

When the sword was swung down just now, the original nameless anger was quietly extinguished. Only then did she realize that the sword intent in the sword pool had unknowingly entered her body and was parasitic in the lake of her heart.

Yin Weiying's sword shattered the sword intent.

Seeing the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, Lu Ying suddenly felt guilty and whispered:
"Yes, I'm sorry...Fellow Daoist Yin, I didn't expect that I would lose my mind and soul and actually allow the strange sword intent of the sword pool to enter my body."

Yin Weiying also came to his senses.

I see……

The nun sorted out her thoughts and the panic on her face disappeared almost instantly.

I only heard her pursed her lips and smiled and replied:
"Don't mind it. You and I are in the same boat and should share the responsibility." As he spoke, he danced the sword in a half circle and held it upside down in his hand.

Lu Ying's heart was filled with ups and downs when she heard this. The Goddess of Taihua was indeed worthy of being the Goddess of Taihua. No wonder... she could let him be the cauldron. Then she thought of Chen Yi inexplicably, and felt a little unwilling. As soon as the feeling came to her mind, she shook her head and got rid of it.

Yin Weiying sheathed his sword, cleared his throat and said, "If there is nothing else, let's go quickly and leave this secret place as soon as possible."

Lu Ying nodded, hurriedly picked up his fallen sword, and saw that Yin Weiying was ready to leave.

Just now, Fairy Yin was really... pretending to be angry, but actually she had already planned it out?
If that's really the case, and she can control her anger at will, then the gap between her and my state of mind... is too big.

Lu Ying couldn't help but ask, "Immortal Yin, have you already figured out that I was possessed by the sword?"

Yin Weiying flicked his sleeves and strode forward, leaving only his back in white.
"exactly!"

(End of this chapter)