My enemies became my companions

Chapter 441 I Don’t Believe It Either (Two in One)

Lu Ying didn't know where he was.

She saw pitch-black darkness enveloping her and dimly realized that she was like a lonely ghost, wandering in a dead and silent world. When she became a little more awake, she looked down and saw blood-red flowers of the other shore all over the ground.

It’s like the scene of hell.

"W-where is this?"

Lu Ying pressed his head, puzzled.

Where was she before? The sword, the secret realm of the sword pool...

But how did we get here?

Could it be that... I have died in my dream?

Lu Ying's breathing suddenly became rapid.

There was a whistling sound of wind, and the red spider lilies on the ground were pressed down. The wind was extremely cold. Lu Ying looked up and saw a nun in white clothes standing not far away, also confused.

Lu Ying hurried over and just as he reached Yin Weiying, before he could open his mouth,
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the distance, and the petals of the red spider lily began to fall.

Both girls looked up.

Two tongues were stretched out very long, and two figures, one black and one white, stepped out. The soul-catching locks were hanging down, and the hats were very high, with the characters "Peace in the World" and "Fortune at First Sight" written on them, dotted with bloodstains, making them look even more eerie and cold.

Black and white are impermanent!

Lu Ying's face was filled with shock. It was not just the Black and White Impermanence, but behind them, there were also the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Impermanence, and the Wandering Gods of Day and Night, slowly walking out of the wilderness. In the distance, he could see countless skeletons piled up like mountains, and mournful cries coming from afar.

"You two are dead. Go to my underworld. I will reward the good and punish the evil, and lock up your souls and lives!"

Hei Wuchang shouted loudly, and in an instant, two soul-catching chains were thrown into the air.

Lu Ying was shocked and subconsciously raised his sword to block, but the strange soul-catching lock went straight through the sword and pierced directly into his soul. With a sudden pull, Lu Ying staggered and almost fell forward into the red spider lily.

Yin Weiying on the side reacted faster than her. He made a hand gesture with one hand, and his whole body was enveloped in golden light. The Soul-Hooking Lock hit it and a loud sound of metal and stone shaking occurred.

"Where did this evil villain come from? How dare he defy the law of life and death!"

Bai Wuchang roared, his face instantly showing a look of fury.

Yin Weiying remained unmoved, his brows slightly lowered, as if he was thinking.

Seeing this, Lu Ying also wanted to make some hand gestures, but the soul-binding lock pulled hard. She cried out in pain and couldn't stop shaking all over. She looked up and saw the cold skeletons in the distance. The deathly aura of the underworld made her breathless.

The eyes of several ghost officials were still on Yin Weiying.

Having guarded the mountain for more than 300 years, there are many people who stubbornly resisted.

They smiled sarcastically.
Even if you are determined not to believe that you are dead, what does it matter?

With the King of Hell in charge, is there any reason to disobey?
boom!
There was a loud heavy bang, startling the red spider lilies, which flew up into the air. Lu Ying looked up and saw a corner of the huge creature revealed.

The skeletons seemed to be surging and trembling, and countless pale heads popped up, as if dragging heavy objects forward. The ghost officials all made way for the huge creature to arrive.

But then a dark palanquin chasing countless evil spirits emerged from the shadows.

All the evil ghost officials bowed their heads and kowtowed.
"Your Highness, I bow to you, Lord Yama!"

The imperial carriage stopped as the words were spoken and fell heavily to the ground.

A corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing a pair of ghostly eyes that sparkled with brilliance, majestic and cold in the gloom!
This is the King of Hell.

He shouted, "Is there anyone who wants to defy the law?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible pressure descended, and the wind howled violently, almost scraping off a layer of flesh from the people. Many gloomy and evil ghosts cast their eyes at him, pressing down on him like an overwhelming force.

Lu Ying's breathing almost stopped.

"Is this... the underworld?" The nun in snow-white clothes suddenly spoke, as if asking for confirmation.

The huge King of Hell looked down at the nun, whose figure seemed so tiny in comparison.

Hei Wuchang on the side sneered:

"If it weren't for the underworld, why would we show up?
Do you think... this is just a nightmare?"

The crown girl shook her head.

"Do not."

Her voice echoed in my ears, and the fluctuation in my mood was almost fleeting.

Become!

Bai Wuchang took advantage of the moment when his mood fluctuated and shot out the Soul-Catching Chain through the air!

The sharp edge pounced at him, and he raised two fingers, actually clamping the soul-catching lock in mid-air.

The ghosts were shocked, and unexpectedly saw a smile on Yin Weiying's face.

"What a... beautiful dream!"

Between Yin Weiying's eyebrows, a deep blue light shone, which shocked the ghosts so much that the King of Hell in the imperial carriage couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly, a dark blue figure with a Taoist robe fluttering in the wind appeared in front of the ghosts. He was holding a magic sword, looking ethereal and with an indifferent look on his face that was extremely terrifying!

Nascent Soul? !
It’s actually Nascent Soul?

The imperial carriage shook violently, and the ghost officials felt a chill running down their spines.

Yin Weiying just raised his hand and pointed, and in an instant all the soul-catching chains broke into pieces. Lu Ying, who broke free from the restraints, stared at the female priest in white in a daze.

The nun rose up with the wind and went straight into the sky.

The magic sword instantly shrouded in myriad brilliance, and clouds and mist suddenly surged in from all directions, gathering together to form a sea of ​​clouds thousands of feet high. She seemed like a banished celestial being descending to the mortal world, laughing loudly:

"I have entered the Nascent Soul stage again!"

As the sound fell, thousands of thunders crashed between the clouds, lightning exploded, and poured down towards the underworld like ink!

A sword came down from the air.

The previously majestic "King of Hell" suddenly rushed out and fled in panic.

boom!
The ghost's wails, shattered by the lightning, surged up like waves.

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Sparks were floating in front of him. In the thick and dense night, Min Ning took off his sword, put one hand on the ground, and drank silently.

Over the past six months, leaving aside her martial arts, she has become better and better at drinking.

In the past, he would blush after drinking just a little, but now he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and every time he drinks, he drinks very happily. After doing good deeds, he leaves behind a back view of himself holding a wine gourd, how cool he is.

But right now, the wine tastes a little bitter.

Min Ning stared at the firelight, then shook the wine in the gourd for a while and said in disbelief:
"I am... a sculpture?"

Come to think of it, that person had never concealed his feelings for Zhou, and he was always open about it, always mocking himself as a person who betrayed his teacher and ancestors, so it was not surprising that he made up a story about a couple who would be together for the rest of their lives. But even though Min Ning knew this very well, when he heard this story now, he still felt a mixture of emotions.

"Zhuoyu, am I really an eagle?" Min Ning couldn't help but ask in his heart.

Zhuo Yu hesitated for a moment and then replied, "It's still an eagle that can kill people."

Min Ning thought for a moment and asked in confusion: "Kill the eagle?"

Killing Eagle, the Killing Eagle, it sounds quite handsome at first glance, and it can also be used as a nickname in the underworld, Min Ning thought so, and then he remembered something else and quickly shook his head.

If you really use it as a nickname in the underworld, wouldn't that be admitting that you are a figment of your own imagination?
Min Ning couldn't help but ask, "Zhuo Yu, you and I know each other well, tell me... With my talent, how long will it take before I can go to Yinjian Mountain to destroy the sense... and ask for the sword."

"They are a couple of gods, but you want to ruin their marriage," Zhuo Yu sneered, "Min Yuechi, is this your chivalry and swordsmanship?"

Min Ning was not annoyed, but said: "For him is a small matter, fighting for the truth is a big matter, I know that, but I am not in a good mood right now, so I just asked, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Zhou Yitang wouldn't say it.

Zhou Yitong has always seen how Min Ning has made rapid progress in martial arts these days.

Min Ning's physique was excellent to begin with, and her comprehension was rare. Even Chen Yi could barely get ahead of her with his clairvoyance. The reason why she stopped at the seventh or eighth grade before was not only because of the drag from Min He and others, but also because there were too many intrigues and deceit in the capital, which trapped her mind like a cage.

Many things in the world depend on the word "enlightenment". Once you suddenly realize it, your family will be blessed; if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly. Both Taoist schools believe in "enlightenment". "Enlightenment" is the most unreasonable thing in the world. After leaving Beijing, Min Ning had no worries anymore. He was like a tiger escaping from a cage, or like a dusty pearl that is shining brightly after all the dust has gone out and illuminates the mountains and rivers.

As her teacher, Zhou Yitang could certainly keep some tricks up his sleeve in the dark to prevent her from going astray and falling into trouble.

But Zhou Yitang disdains this.

Moreover, she really wanted to see what kind of achievements Min Ning could make with her help, whether he would no longer stop at being ranked seventh in the world in his previous life, but go further and climb higher. As a teacher, there is no greater blessing than this.

So... Zhou Yitang thought for a moment and decided to expose the Taihua Goddess's conspiracy first, so as to prevent her from feeling resentful.

Min Ning was drinking with a depressed look on his face. At this moment, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear: "Do you think that what people who practice Taoism say is true?"

She was stunned for a moment, then realized it and started to tell fortunes with her fingers.

"No need to tell fortunes. Monks do not lie, so they will not cheat." Zhuo Yu paused for a moment, then sneered, "However, what can mislead people is never a lie, but the truth."

Min Ning followed up with: "You mean..."

"It's possible that she deliberately misled you," Zhuo Yu said, "Min Yuechi, a bystander can see clearly, but an insider can be confused."

Princess Jing's skills might be able to deceive Chen Yi occasionally, but in Zhou Yitang's eyes, they were really useless. The one-armed woman recalled those days in the capital and realized that Yin Weiying had many plans, but how many of them could actually succeed?
What's more, this time, she wanted to sow discord between her two disciples.

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The sky was tinged with paleness.

Yin Weiying opened his eyes dazedly.

She sat up on the mattress and yawned, which was a rare occurrence.

The reason is simple: I slept too well last night.

Thinking about last night, it was really like a pillow given to a sleepy person. I inexplicably dreamed of returning to the underworld and entering the Nascent Soul realm again.

He even appeared before Lu Ying, causing the amorous fairy to almost bow down in worship.

It’s a pity... we can only dream, and eventually we have to return to the reality of all the calculations.

Yin Weiying's eyes dimmed a little.

She gently touched the hairpin with cloud pattern in her hair. Looking back now, those days in the underworld were actually a very good time. No one competed with her for him, and he also tried his best to live a good life with her.

At that time, even Tingxue couldn't beat me.

Yin Weiying let out a breath, stood up, lifted the curtain, and continued to face Min Ning.

Not long after the nun stood up, Lu Ying slowly woke up.

She glanced at the other empty mattress and her eyes slowly widened.

So...is this really just a dream?

…………

Min Ning stood on the slope, looking into the distance and scouting the surroundings. Yin Weiying saw that she had been on guard for a whole night but did not look tired at all. Instead, she was full of energy and was secretly amazed.

If she becomes stronger than Chen Yi, I'm afraid she will be the first to make the Red Dragon surrender...

I have been trying to slay the red dragon for so long but failed, how could she have gotten there first?

It was early in the morning, and the nun somehow thought of all these random things. Her cheeks felt slightly hot, and she let out a breath to shake these thoughts out of her head.

Yin Weiying wiped her tired eyes, came to the stream not far away, and fiddled with the water with her hair ends which were a little messy after waking up in the morning. She took off her hairpin, smoothed up the ends of her hair and took care of it slowly.

She heard some footsteps beside her, and she knew it was Min Ning approaching, so she pretended to be casual and asked, "How about this hairpin?"

As soon as the voice fell, Min Ning noticed the hairpin with mist and cloud pattern and replied, "Not bad."

She never paid much attention to dressing up. If she did, she wouldn't have disguised herself as a man. She didn't come here to discuss the hairpin, but because she was confused about what she said last night. Zhuo Yu said it, but Min Ning didn't take it as a golden rule. She thought about it for a long time last night, but couldn't figure out why the daughter of King Jing misunderstood her.

Min Ning was about to speak.

"Of course it's good," Yin Weiying turned his eyes to the side, his eyes flickering, "He gave it to me."

Min Ning closed his mouth instantly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Her intention to sow discord between Min Ning and Lu Ying cannot be too obvious. Yin Weiying knows it clearly, so she deliberately shows off to cover up her real intention. On the other hand, she really wants Min Ning to know what the eldest lady is.

"What a pity, he gave it to me but not to you."

"I don't care." Min Ning said coldly.

Yin Weiying seemed not to be able to hear Min Ning's coldness. After combing her hair, she continued:
"Not long after he got engaged to me, he gave me this hairpin. He insisted on giving it to me, and I couldn't refuse. You know he is always tough, and I don't want to wear it day and night."

Min Ning glanced at the hairpin and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Yin Weiying slowly put the hairpin back into her hair.
"It's fate that you were inseparable, but now you're separated. As time goes by, I've been with him through life and death, and we've finally formed a bond,"

At the end, Yin Weiying smiled elegantly:
"However, I believe in your loyalty, so I guess you really don't care about this hairpin."

Min Ning took a deep breath and turned away, as if he didn't want to pay any more attention to the female priest.

Yin Weiying saw her frustration and felt secretly happy. He followed her back.
As he was walking, Min Ning suddenly stopped and turned back and said:
"Yin Weiying, you and I have known each other for such a long time, believe it or not, I really don't care about your hairpin?"

Yin Weiying was puzzled, then shook his head and said:
"Do not believe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Min Ning's hand reached out to the nun's hair like a shadow, and her long black hair suddenly fell down, and her hairpin with cloud pattern was instantly taken away.

Yin Weiying's eyes widened when she saw the engagement hairpin fall into her hand. She tried to snatch it, but a sword was placed across her neck. Her arrogant face turned pale in an instant.

Min Ning put it in her hair with her backhand and said with a provocative smile: "What a coincidence, I don't believe it either."

I already have 8,000 words in reserve, and I will be able to add more in a few days.

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(End of this chapter)