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Chapter 304: Killing the Great Sect, Breaking the Formation, Yaoguang and Li Guanyi (asking for monthly votes)

The sound of "slash" was plain and distant, yet it carried an incredible domineering power and incredible grandeur.

The black light began to burn almost instantly.

Violent and violent.

The Demon Sect's Great Elder's expression suddenly changed, and he said hastily: "Retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

"Saint, leave quickly!"

Both of them were frightened and used their supreme skills. Their Dharma images were revealed and they each stepped on the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, trying to avoid the attack that came from nowhere.

The white-haired old man looked extremely furious. In this secret formation, one could see with the naked eye a layer of inky light swirling and gathering. The white-haired old man paused, with a strong sense of reluctance emerging in his eyes.

This stream of black light is the 'human destiny' that this demon sect has extracted from countless believers in the complex land of the Western Regions over the past few hundred years.

More than ten years ago, even the high-ranking officials of the Tuyuhun Kingdom were believers of this evil sect. By reading the files, we got a glimpse of the experience of Tuyuhun personally casting the royal seal three hundred years ago.

Thus, a glimpse of the possibility of [Emperor's Divine Power] was given.

Knowing that the Demon Sect did not have the same spirit as the overlords of all ages in history, and could not truly cultivate the [Emperor's Divine Art], he took an unconventional approach and planned to use the bloodline of martial arts legends to forge [weapons]. Although it was interrupted, this "luck" was still there.

This "luck" is the result of the accumulation of countless believers over the past few hundred years. These believers have lost their original intentions and have been guided by constant miracles. They only know how to kneel and worship, and only know how to hand over their gold and silver to the Demon Sect. Therefore, it is extremely pure.

The old man was unwilling to give in, and after dodging for a moment, he still had the courage to reach out and grab the thing.

The Saint said: "Great Elder, no!"

The old man was unwilling to give in: "I only heard one sound, but no one was seen."

"I can take this treasure away in one breath."

"No matter how strong the person is, he can't kill me in one breath!!"

"You want to kill me just by saying behead?"

"Even though the emperor has the charter in his mouth, he can't do such a thing. Could it be that his wrath is higher than that of the emperor?!"

"joke!"

But before he could touch it, the black luck suddenly dispersed.
A red flame rose from within each individual of this luck, and then each wisp of luck turned into a cluster of fire. The previous sinister and crazy aura turned into bright and righteous. The flames gathered towards the sky and vaguely turned into a figure.

Her black hair fell, her robes like fire fell.

He swept his fingers slowly across the sky, leaving a trace in the air, and stuck in front of the old man.

【cut】!
Majestic!

This majestic and magnificent luck was the result of the evil cult's countless efforts in taming, brainwashing, and controlling the believers and people. It was actually burning from within like melting snow in spring.

This is--

The true aura of the Son of Heaven? !

The real divine power of the Son of Heaven? !

"Qin Wu..."

A look of astonishment appeared on the Great Elder's face, and then he let out a scream.

With a shake of his body, the sound of the Scarlet Sky Sword filled the place, and the sound of the Red Dragon's roar exploded. The entire secret realm was immediately filled with golden-red flames, and then red-gold flames rushed out from all directions.

The upper part of the secret realm is a dome-shaped rammed earth house that is common in the Western Regions.

There are trapezoidal windows with rounded edges and red willow trees outside.

But then a dragon roar was heard, and the entire courtyard was engulfed by the exploding evil cult's luck.

The Great Elder had great skills, but he didn't expect that his own luck would backfire and turn into sword light. His white-haired head flew up, and a stream of blood gushed out and fell to the ground. The headless body took a few steps forward before it was completely burned. The raging and overbearing fire burned his soul and body into ashes.

die!!!!

The saint girl looked pale, and she only heard the last shout of the great elder:
"Go find the Grand Master!"

The saint's expression changed and she turned around and ran away quickly.

In the south of the Yangtze River, it was spring and the scenery was bright. The silver-haired girl raised her head and saw that Li Guanyi had nothing in his hand.

The silver-haired girl tilted her head and spoke in a quiet voice.

"Where are the bugs?"

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand to smooth Yaoguang's messy hair and said:
“It was thrown away.”

Yaoguang did not doubt Li Guanyi, but nodded naturally, and the two turned to go to Murong's house. Li Guanyi lowered his head, his eyes hidden, and saw that the black luck he cut off was not extinguished, and a part of it was wrapped around his finger.

'Not completely destroyed?'

"...After all, it is the Demon Sect's method. Even if I am in Jiangnan and have the support of the Nine Cauldrons, it is still possible to cut off this connection. It is not very reasonable to reveal the Demon Sect's trump card in one go."

"Or is it that this thing is actually very large, and I cut off one layer, and there is still a follow-up?"

'This thing isn't a good thing after all.'

Li Guan looked at the girl over there and thought about how to start the conversation.

The silver-haired girl stopped and looked at him.

Tilted his head.

"Ok?"

Li Guanyi didn't ask and Yaoguang didn't say anything, but the two of them had already completed a conversation naturally.

Li Guanyi thought for a moment and said, "I suddenly remembered something that I need to deal with immediately. Go back and tell Auntie, wait for me first."

The silver-haired girl looked at Li Guanyi and asked, "Is it a big problem?"

Li Guanyi lowered his eyes and looked at the luck that was wrapped around his palm like a black dragon, twisting its body madly like a snake that was cut in half, covering Li Guanyi's body. A golden-red aura flowed through Li Guanyi's body, and the luck of the Demon Cult could not hurt Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi stretched out his left hand and touched the girl's soft long hair, and replied with a smile:
"It's a simple thing."

"Go over there and prepare some food for me. I'll be back soon."

The silver-haired girl looked deeply at Li Guanyi and said in a calm voice without any ripples:
"Since it's a simple matter, I'll accompany you."

Then he nodded and walked forward step by step.

Naturally.

He took a few steps, stopped beside the flower tree, and turned around to look at Li Guanyi.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go."

Li Guanyi smiled helplessly, grabbed Yaoguang's arm, then grabbed the inky aura with his backhand, used his body skills, and a red dragon appeared. In just a short time, he arrived at the location of the Nine Cauldrons.

The leader of the Mohist school was conducting research and deduction outside and was not here. Li Guanyi went to the Nine Cauldrons in person, stretched out his left hand, pressed it on the body of the Nine Cauldrons, and with his right hand, the luck of the Demon Cult reversed and attacked him.

Invasion, right? Misleading people, right?
Li Guan sneered twice.

Do you know what it means to conquer the nine provinces? Do you know what it means to fell mountains and destroy strongholds?
Li Guanyi, relying on the blessing of the Nine Cauldrons and the reversal of luck in Jiangnan at the moment, can vaguely sense what happened to the Demon Sect -

That great elder was cut off by the Scarlet Sky Sword from mid-air.

But the saint girl went to look for some grandmaster, and the faint sound of conversation was like the endless whisper of devil. Li Guanyi heard something about 'three other sects in the world', 'fortune telling' and 'grandmaster'. Li Guanyi looked at the fortune of this demon sect.

On the Nine Cauldrons, layers of patterns lit up.

But in the Demon Sect, the saint girl looked for the grand master of one of the three secluded sects, the fortune-telling sect. The three secluded sects, astrology, fortune-telling, and witchcraft, were separated from the world and just pursued their own paths. Among them, the astrology sect was waiting for the changes of heaven and earth.

The witchcraft tradition is also vaguely connected to the Miao border in the southwest and the inheritance of alchemists in Central China.

Both lineages have relatively complete master-disciple inheritance.

Fortune-telling is different. The tradition of fortune-telling is relatively loose. People who glimpse opportunities will go around pursuing them, which leads to the widespread spread of this method. Although it is widespread, it is not profound. It is easy to get started, but it is extremely difficult to achieve success.

The Demon Cult also inherited part of the fortune-telling tradition. Over the past few hundred years, some people have made great achievements in their cultivation and reached the ninth level of the realm, which is mysterious and unfathomable. Now that they see the Demon Cult Saint coming here in a hurry, they already know something.

"The luck of the Holy Church has been backfired?"

"Are you talking about Qin Wuhou?"

This man, whose age could not be determined, told the whole story right away.

Seeing the Saint nod, he sighed:
"I have observed the changes in the celestial phenomena before. There is a place in the south of the Yangtze River with a fortune as good as a dragon. I guess Qin Wuhou should have walked the path of [Emperor's Divine Art]. After he has the fortune of an emperor, he will naturally be able to see the trick you left on that woman."

"The way of luck is inherently extremely mysterious."

"I heard that he has the Scarlet Sky Sword. It's not impossible that he can use this luck to strike back and injure you."

The Saintess of the Demon Sect said, "This, Great Sect, what should we do?"

Hu Yanjixuan smiled and said, "Qin Wuhou's luck is at its peak. Maybe we can kill him with a sword. It is really difficult to use luck to attack him. However, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a young man. How deep can his foundation be?"

"I am here to tell his fortune."

Hu Yanjixuan took out the fortune-telling weapon, which had a thousand-year-old black tortoise shell with Li Guanyi's name engraved on it. He also easily figured out Li Guanyi's birth date and said, "This person has a short life, but he is also very strong. All his relatives and friends are gradually leaving."

"It's the fate of a lonely man."

"Marquis Qin Wu, can you hear me? Since you were able to use the [Emperor's Divine Art] and the divine weapon, the Scarlet Sky Sword, to go against the destiny and kill the great elder of my Holy Church with one sword, you should still be able to sense it now, right?"

Huyan Jixuan has extraordinary skills.

As if across this distant territory, he talked with Li Guanyi and said calmly: "You are young, but your methods are ruthless."

"Not much worse than the one who fishes."

Huyan Jixuan really had the ability to understand the mysteries. He seemed to be able to sense the aura next to Li Guanyi and said, "It looks like my Demon Sect's [Weapon] is also here."

"Thank you, Qin Wuhou, for returning my weapon to me."

"I am a fortune teller, and I have my own methods. I will use my life and yours to join the game. I am over 150 years old, and I am over 130 years older than you. Today, I will use my power to bully the weak."

"You killed one of my elders, and I will take away all your luck."

Huyan Jixuan stood up and said with a smile: "I have not been around for a long time, and the world does not know my name, but when facing the most popular princes in the world, I should also announce my name."

"I am Hu Yan Ji Xuan."

"The Grand Master of the Three Outer Sects, the fortune-telling sect."

Li Guanyi was too lazy to continue sensing, and Huyan Jixuan used his infinite magical powers.

Li Guanyi knew that he was no match for this man.

However, this person was using the method of luck to attack him.

Li Guanyi is no match for you.

But unfortunately, the opponent you are going to face is not Li Guanyi.

A slight smile appeared on Li Guanyi's face.

Please allow me to introduce your opponent——

The supreme legend of the Yanhuang Chinese lineage, the imprint of the ancient mythological era, carrying the momentum of the geography of more than 2,000 miles and dozens of mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, more than one million households and six million people's luck, and a divine weapon as vast as a dragon and as majestic as the sea.

Jiuding!

Li Guanyi just shook his palm and opened the Nine Cauldrons. Very quickly and neatly, he threw the remaining luck of the Demon Cult into the Nine Cauldrons. This group of mixed luck was inside the Nine Cauldrons and was rushed and stirred by the magnificent and domineering luck of the Nine Cauldrons.

It turned into ashes in an instant.

Huyan Jixuan was about to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

He felt that his infinite profound abilities became nothingness in an instant, and his entire perception of the surroundings was distorted. When he looked again, it was no longer the core area of ​​the Demon Sect, but clearly a huge cauldron!
Huyan Jixuan was unwilling to give in, and used all sorts of methods and countless unique skills.

"What is this?!"

"Humph, I heard that you were casting tools in Jiangnan. I see that this tripod looks like it was just cast. What a thing you are."

"Just look at me, little broken cauldron. I will refine it in one breath!"

"This tripod is mine!"

A small spark appeared inside the Nine Cauldrons.

In an instant, it was destroyed.

Then, all the mixed luck of the Demon Sect was purified and poured into the Nine Cauldrons.

This Nine Cauldron is magnificent and will not be a rigid one. All kinds of luck can enter my cauldron. Once it enters, it needs to be assimilated, removing its dross and retaining its purity, swallowing and spitting out the water of hundreds of rivers and gathering the waves of Canglang. Li Guanyi faintly felt that the luck of the Nine Cauldrons had increased a bit.

This is external fortune that can be directly bestowed upon the people of Jiangnan.

At the same time, in the Western Region Demon Sect, one of the contemporary masters, Huyan Jixuan, had a frozen expression on his face. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out blood. His face froze, and he opened his mouth, about to say something, but then he spurted out blood and fell down.

The red-gold flame burned fiercely without wind.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, Long Han'er, looked pale as she watched the fortune-telling sect, who had a very high status in the entire Holy Church, die instantly. The red-gold flames flowed and changed, vaguely transforming into a man wearing scarlet wide sleeves, holding a magic sword, and surrounded by a red-gold ancient red dragon Dharma image.

Behind him, vaguely visible are mountains, rivers, people, and huge soldiers.

Magnificent and vast, stretching endlessly.

At this moment, Li Guanyi saw the scene here through the death of the great fortune-teller, and saw the exquisite and gorgeous Long Han'er. Li Guanyi's sight shifted, and he saw a huge white jade statue there.

The statue was extremely beautiful, and its appearance was 70% similar to Yaoguang.

It’s just that her posture is more gentle and more feminine.

Whenever he looks at anyone, he seems to be looking at them with deep affection.

Li Guan understood in an instant that this statue was Yaoguang's mother. His eyes swept across the statue, and he saw the various changes in this place, the extremely complicated formation, and sensed the majestic yet chaotic destiny of humanity that gathered here.

The true foundation of the Demon Cult is not land, nor gold and silver.

Rather, it is the "fortune of the people" accumulated in the thirty-six tribes during the hundreds of years of occupying the Western Regions.

They were planning to use these chaotic thoughts and luck to refine the Yaoguang.

Li Guanyi saw the trajectory of the formation.

Thanks to the instruction from his cheap big brother, Li Guanyi easily saw the effect of this formation - [restraint], [suppression], [all kinds of luck are added to one body], this is the formation used by the grand ceremony against Yaoguang.

Li Guanyi slowly raised his hand.

Long Han'er's face turned pale as she saw the figure composed purely of vital energy open his right hand, and the red-gold flames suddenly spread out, then he slowly drew the sword to one side, and the low sound of the sword resounded there.

Amid the long roar of the red-gold divine dragon, Long Han'er saw the man slash out with his sword, a golden-red flame rose up, and then slowly fell down, one end of the formation was split open, and the mysterious constraints disappeared.

Long Han'er stared blankly at what was in front of her. The illusory figure slowly put away the sword, and finally the magic weapon was sheathed, then it turned into clusters of sparks and dissipated.

Long Han'er's face turned pale as she sat there, watching the secret realm being destroyed and Huyan Jixuan dying. She was unable to get up for a long time.

Li Guanyi opened his eyes.

He was a little weak. Just now, Huyan Jixuan tried to refine the Nine Cauldrons, but was backfired by his luck and exploded into pieces. Filled with luck and vitality, Li Guanyi used it against his will and slashed out with a sword, splitting a corner of the formation.

"The destiny of the people is also a kind of power..."

“So that’s how it is. Huyan Jixuan’s methods are very powerful. If it weren’t for the Nine Cauldrons, I would not be his opponent. However, the Demon Sect’s background…” Li Guanyi closed his eyes and thought of the luck that the Demon Sect had accumulated during its hundreds of years of occupying the Western Regions.

These things restrict Yaoguang.

It is chaotic and mixed, but the power of the Nine Cauldrons is enough to refine and purify it into the original destiny of all people.

Li Guanyi took note of it silently in his heart.

This is what you must do when you go to the Western Regions.

He thought of what the Demon Cult's Grand Master, Huyan Jixuan, had said, the experience of the whale fisherman, and the white jade statue. For a moment, he sighed, feeling that going to the Western Regions would probably require some complicated experiences.

In the world of martial arts, love, hate, and vengeance are not that simple.

At this moment, Yaoguang hummed softly, and Li Guanyi woke up from his thoughts. He slashed down with the last sword, using the power of Chixiao and luck to break a part of the hidden formation, and said:

"Yaoguang, what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The silver-haired girl lowered her head, and Li Guanyi was a little worried.

He put down the Chixiao Sword.

He walked to Yaoguang, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yaoguang's forehead, feeling it getting slightly hot: "You caught a cold?"

The silver-haired girl said in a calm voice, "I feel something is different."

Li Guanyi was slightly stunned, squatted slightly, and said with his eyes level with Yaoguang:

"what happened?"

The silver-haired girl stared at him and said in a calm voice, "I can't tell."

"Maybe I have a cold."

The silver-haired girl had a serene expression as she looked at Li Guanyi with clear and quiet eyes, somewhat puzzled, as if she did not understand the changes that had taken place. The girl's long silver hair hung down, and she tilted her head, seeming a little confused.

Then, right in front of Li Guanyi.

The girl came forward.

Then she turned sideways and faced Li Guanyi with her profile. She stretched out her hand and lifted the silver hair that fell on her cheek. Her small ears and earlobes were all red, but her emotions were clearly fluctuating. However, her face was still as calm as white jade.

The silver-haired girl turned around, looked at Li Guanyi, took her hand back, and said in a calm voice: "Your hand just landed on my forehead."

"I thought of you touching my head once."

"I don't know why, but there seems to be some changes."

The silver-haired girl had no emotion on her face. She stared at Li Guanyi with clear eyes, only her ears were slightly red. There was confusion and puzzlement on her expressionless, delicate face. Finally, she became quiet, and her voice was as clear as flowing water. She said seriously:
"Can you tell me why?"

"Why do my ears feel hot?"

"Has something changed in me?"

Li Guanyi opened his mouth and his eyes widened. What is this——!
Could it be that because her luck was cut off and she was purified by the Nine Cauldrons, and the methods of the Demon Sect were completely refined in one cauldron, so Yaoguang's emotional fluctuations returned to some extent? !

The silver-haired girl thought for a moment, stood up, put her hands on Li Guanyi's shoulders, and said in a calm voice: "Please cooperate with me."

She suddenly stretched out her hands and placed them on Li Guanyi's face, one on the left and one on the right.

The face was three inches closer, and the eyes were clear and peaceful.

Li Guanyi instinctively stepped back, and Yaoguang said, "Please be quiet for a moment."

Li Guanyi's body froze.

The silver-haired girl had a clear and light fragrance on her body. She looked at Li Guanyi peacefully. Suddenly, a smile appeared on her face. The smile almost disappeared immediately. It was so beautiful and dazzling that it was beyond description.

"very nice."

She said, then took her hand back and took two steps back.

His face returned to normal and he said in a calm voice:
"Your ears are turning red, too."

“We are the same.”

"I thought I was the only one who would change because of this."

The silver-haired girl's face regained its original tranquility. She folded her hands on her belly and nodded quietly. Li Guanyi opened his mouth. Although he was used to Yaoguang's presence, his heart beat faster at this moment.

On this day, Li Guan cut down one by one with his sword.

The silver-haired girl, slightly, regained some of her emotions.

Although I was very confused about this.

But I accepted this change calmly.

The whale fisherman was ecstatic about this and pulled Li Guanyi to become his sworn brother.

Was politely declined.

Get drunk and become sworn brothers again.

Throw the door out for the sword maniac himself.

No fruit.

'In the early third month of the twelfth year of Tianqi, the White Tiger Master took the insects out of my hair and pressed his palm on my hair with a broad palm.'

'In the early March of the twelfth year of Tianqi, we were preparing to go to the Western Regions. The steamed buns and files were all ready. My aunt wanted to go, but was stopped. She was a little angry, and the White Tiger Sect was also very determined.'

"I told my aunt that I would be with him on the journey, so she could rest assured."

"My aunt's expression is very strange"

"That should be what people say, an expression of being touched and relieved."

'should'

'I think my guess is correct'

"The next generation Yaoguang must learn from me and protect the most important relatives of the White Tiger Clan."

'And build good relationships with them'

'In the middle of March in the twelfth year of Tianqi, during the spring plowing, I helped with the White Tiger Sect'

'Going to the Western Regions'

"White Tiger Sect, me, and others"

'very nice'

"You and your White Tiger Sect also experienced life and death together, and traveled 30,000 miles together, without ever being separated?"

'This should be the most basic experience between Yaoguang and the White Tiger Sect.'

'If you can't do it, try harder'

'We can, every generation can'

The silver-haired girl picked up the pen, her face expressionless, and rolled up the file. A part of the file was written, and there were still many blank spaces left. After a pause, she dipped the pen in ink and wrote beautiful and quiet words on the cover.

[Yaoguang and...]

A ripple appeared in the silver-haired girl's heart.

This was an idea she would never have had in the past.

Every generation has Yaoguang, and every generation has Baihu Zong. But if you think like this, how will future generations know whose story it is when they read it?

The silver-haired girl paused, then picked up the pen and wrote.

[Travels of Xiao Yuer and Li Nuer]

After a pause, he wrote a more formal name.

【Yaoguang and Li Guanyi】

Put your pen down.

Outside, Li Guanyi was shouting, "Yaoguang."

The girl put the file away and placed it carefully in her package.

Get up and walk out.

The girl's voice is quiet:

"I'm here."

The journey to the Western Regions is about to begin.

But before that, a guest came. Li Guanyi sat on the back of the Qilin and looked at the ancient red dragon whom he had not seen for several days. The ancient red dragon was staring at him, and there seemed to be some kind of silent and awkward atmosphere in the air.

The ancient red dragon spoke slowly, "Li Guanyi."

Li Guanyi asked politely, "What advice do you have for me, senior?"

The ancient red dragon was silent for a moment, then said, "My breath, why?"

"Is it connected to your Nine Cauldrons?"

Li Guanyi: “…………”

The boy raised his head, his face dull:

"ha????"

(End of this chapter)