Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

What can you do in half an incense stick of time?
……

——A hot post was born on the mobile version of "Three Realms Gossip".

[Breaking news from the front: Yunshang Xianzun Daoist companion’s life star has fallen]

【? 】
[Same as above, a fierce “?”, Yunshang Xianzun Taoist partner? Gone? Huh? 】
【…………………………Oh my god, what happened? 】
[Breaking through the realm and exploding? Even Yunshang Xianzun helped to protect the law? Ahhhh, the Qi Refining Stage is trembling! ]
[If it is an explosion, then I am afraid we will never get an official announcement. Even the direct disciple of Yunshang Xianzun will face such danger when breaking through the realm. Let us ordinary cultivators not dare to do it... Hey, when will the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree be able to revive? Will we be able to see it in our lifetime? ]
[Wait, don't panic upstairs? Isn't Yunshang Xianzun Daolu the eldest sister of Yuntian Sect? My fellow Daoist of Yuntian Sect told me a few days ago that she just broke through the Jindan stage. What kind of body is this? And to reply to the upstairs, your Yunshang Xianzun didn't make any contribution to her breakthrough to the Jindan stage. ]
[Oh, your tone doesn't sound like you like Yunshang Xianzun? ]
[He's not a top-grade crystal, isn't it normal not to like him? No matter how powerful his background is, isn't he essentially a man? I'm tired of seeing men not speaking clearly and flirting with their exes, it's really annoying! ]
[Someone above seems to know a lot, I am so shocked, please tell me more! ]
【Why is everything fine? ? ? ?】
[The Yuntian Sect was really overjoyed and saddened. They finally got the Divine Phoenix and a new Golden Core Stage, but it wasn't long before the person passed away...]
[Is it possible that the gears of fate are turning, and everything that stands in the way of the True Dragon and the Divine Phoenix will be swept away by the rules? ]
[Upstairs, you're still talking about dragons and phoenixes in this kind of building. I'm afraid you're a little crazy? ]
[I suggest the moderator check the above thread. This kind of post is still full of love-brained people and is suspicious of the content. I think it looks like a black actor, maybe a spy worth five high-quality crystals.]
[Speaking of which, if it was Yunshang Xianzun's Taoist partner, it wouldn't make sense for him to just disappear like that. He was Yunshang Xianzun! Hengyue Xingchen! A big shot in the Immortal Transformation Stage, how could he just let his Taoist partner disappear like that? ! ! ]
[…Ah, look at the title. The star of destiny has fallen. Not to mention becoming an immortal, even the fully evolved True Dragon God can’t save him. The star disk has dimmed, right?]
【I can't believe my eyes.】
[Alas, the original poster just threw a title and ran away without saying why... Forget it, let's wait and see if there are any updates in the other forums. It's such a big deal. ]
[The leader of the Yuntian Sect might be broken. ]
[The one who is really going to break is Yan Ji'an, right? ]

……

——Enough to plunge a sect into brief chaos.

Xie Yunxing descended from the sky holding her heavy sword, which was thicker than she was, and flattened the crown of the marriage tree. Then, the wooden sign of the marriage between the divine phoenix and the real dragon in the previous life was neatly split in two by the heavy sword.

The remains of the wooden sign fell to the ground, losing its luster.

The person involved had long since turned to ashes, so naturally there were no other remarkable phenomena. There was only the reincarnated divine phoenix standing under the tree with a pale face, and the Immortal Lord Yunshang who had erected an invisible barrier around him.

Xie Yunxing glanced at the wooden sign still held in Yunshang Xianzun's hand, and was also eager to make a move.

Wu You stepped forward and grabbed her, not even bothering to mention "be careful with your words and actions" because he was also staring at the same object not far away.

There was complete silence all around. Among the disciples who came after hearing the news, those who were on good terms with Nan Fuguang forgot to cry. Instead, they stared blankly at the usually gentle Second Senior Sister, who was chopping down trees like crazy, and it looked like she was about to kill an immortal.

The second senior sister of the Yuntian Sect had red eyes, but she didn't lose her manners. She turned around and politely saluted Yunshang Xianzun. Her eyes were unfocused and she said calmly, "I'm sorry. I've heard from the elders since I was a child that the marriage tree will not bless you with two lives. I thought it was a joke when I was young, but I didn't expect it to be true. It's a pity that the retribution has to be on Fu Guang."

The word "what a pity" is so blatant and exaggerated.

From the beginning to the end, Yunshang Xianzun had no reaction. No matter what others said or did, it was unclear whether he had heard what she was saying.

He just turned his body slightly to glance at Xie Yunxing, and seeing that she was still staring at the wooden plaque in his hand that marked his and Nan Fuguang's marriage, he decisively put it into his sleeve.

It seems like there are so many treasures.

Xie Yunxing was almost about to let out a loud laugh.

If it weren't for this moment, she really couldn't laugh.

……

——The mortal businessmen who were able to read books and newspapers in time responded.

The disciple on duty at the mountain gate today came to report that the owner of the Rare Treasure Pavilion at the foot of the mountain came to visit.

The original words were: Of course I will not pass through the gate of Yuntian Sect, but I just hope that Yuntian Sect can give an explanation. Your sect’s senior sister and I still have several transactions, deposits, final payments, goods, a mess of bad debts waiting to be settled... Now that people have been ruined by a series of outrageous operations by your sect, you have to give an explanation for this matter, right?

……

——It was also enough for Yan Ji'an to calculate that Nan Fuguang's life star fell in the west, in the Mishi land, the Dayi Mine.

She went to get the Black Rift Ore.

Before she left, she had come to him and asked for his hand as soon as possible. Yan Ji'an realized belatedly that when he refused that day, Nan Fuguang's shocked and confused look was still very clear in his memory.

Black Sky Ore is a contraband item, but it is not something that can destroy the world. He doesn't give it to me, but it's just because of his desire for control that he is obsessed with it.

I can give you what I want to give.
But you can't have what you want.

It was his inexplicable idea that killed her.

Yan Ji'an summoned the Yusui Sword, and the copper bell on the sword tassel rang softly. At this moment, it was like the soul-calling bell of the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons, which leaped onto the flying sword. The Immortal Lord was almost furious, and his face was as pale as snow, and his expression was extremely ugly.

He turned around and glanced at Xie Cong: "I'll go west and bring her back."

Xie Cong certainly did not say anything to stop him. In fact, the leader of the Yuntian Sect was now feeling mixed emotions. He looked in the direction of the main hall from afar. There was a golden glow above him. It was the soul-soothing ladder that he had lit up with magic. It was the last thing that could be done to the star plate of a cultivator after his star fell...
It is rumored that this spell can lead the dead to the other side.
But this mysterious statement has not been confirmed so far. Perhaps it is just an excuse to comfort the living.

At this time, behind the chaotic crowd, Lu Sang suddenly let out a small cry of surprise for no reason, then pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front, raised his hand high and grabbed the hem of Yan Ji'an's Taoist robe: "Master, wait a minute!"

When she pulled him, Yan Jian lowered his head with a cold face, staring emotionlessly at the hem of his clothes that was tightly grasped by the white hands.

Xie Yunxing drew out his heavy sword again.

Wu You frowned slightly.

As a result, it was Taotao who took the first action this time.

Kicking away the senior brothers and sisters who were blocking her way, Tao Tao cried and asked the pretty girl not far away: "What do you mean by 'slow'? Is it so slow that the body of Senior Sister will be devoured by monsters every day? She is a Jindan stage cultivator. Her elixir is delicious! What are you thinking? Since you came to Yuntian Sect, Senior Sister has never had a peaceful day. Now that she is dead, you don't want people to collect her body! If the Divine Phoenix is ​​like this, I don't think the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree is a good thing. There is no need to revive it!"

The little girl's voice was so shrill and high that it echoed throughout the sky above the Yuntian Sect. By the end, she probably hadn't thought about it anymore and just cursed first.

Lu Sang was yelled at by her and looked like she had seen a ghost. She let go of Yan Jian as if she had been electrocuted. Her pretty face turned from white to red and then pale. She bit her lower lip hard: "I'm not... I just want to remind you--"

Tao Tao: "What a reminder!"

Lu Sang: "The soul-transporting ladder has disappeared."

Taotao wanted to curse again, but when the curse words were on the tip of her tongue, she suddenly realized what she had said. She turned her head in shock and looked towards the main hall.

The Soul-Guiding Staircase only lights up on the star disks that are definitely dim. Once it is lit, its light cannot be extinguished until forty-nine days.

Unless other abnormal noises appear in the astrolabe during this period.

A dragon roar resounded through the sky of Yuntian Sect. Yan Ji'an transformed into a blue dragon and rushed towards the main hall as soon as possible.

In the mid-air, his natal sword, which he had no idea what to do with after being thrown down, was suspended. The sword with a small bell hanging on it shook awkwardly, and in full view of everyone, it finally chased after its master.

……

On the west bank, in the wet land, there is the Dayi Mine.

Nan Fuguang landed on the ground of the Da Ri Mine. The air smelled of earth and wild animal urine, and this time there was also a hint of blood in the air...
The familiar urge to sneeze.

Nan Fuguang was very confused. She stood at the base of the outer wall of the mine. It was still very dark around her, with no light source. She blinked her dry eyes, her head buzzing, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Isn't she dead?
What is this for?
Why are you back?
Backtrack?
Earthbound spirit?
She became an earthbound spirit?
Infinitely replay the scene of your own death at the place where you died?

She turned around blankly, and then she found that she was not the only one at the scene——
Standing in the shadow under the wall, a tall man was leaning against the wall, looking down at the bright moon in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

He is a butcher.

Nan Fuguang closed his eyes in despair and turned his head away. When the butcher heard the noise and turned his head to look over, he could only hear a person not far away covering his face in despair, muttering earnestly: "Eat less pork. Stray cat. Take it back to Taohualing."

The tone changed to one of regret, and it was fragmentary, like "cat heaven" and "pig hell".

The butcher thought for a moment and probably guessed what she was muttering. He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose in silence, thinking that if he laughed at this time, he would probably get beaten again.

So he calmed down for a moment, and then said in a calm tone: "Fairy sister, good night. This is the world of immortal cultivation, the land of Mishi, the Big Sun Mine."

The man who was muttering to himself with his hands covering his face suddenly stopped.

After a long time, the fingers covering his face pulled down, and the originally large eye sockets were pulled even larger by the downward force of the hands. The pair of black eyes looked over brightly: "You are not dead?" The man still couldn't help laughing and said, "Yeah," "You are not dead."

Nan Fuguang's brain stopped working for a few seconds, and she blinked. How could it be possible? She knew clearly that the person who killed her was very experienced and knew the fatal weakness of the cultivators. Her sea of ​​consciousness was completely torn apart, and her life star fell. This level was unbearable for both cultivators and mortals. There was no possibility of rescue at all.

It was like he stepped on something running at high speed on her head. The butcher didn't explain, but stretched out his long arm and pulled her towards him.

At the same time, Nan Fuguang heard a burst of rapid and crisp bell sounds brought by the night wind, like a death warrant. Her scalp instantly went numb, and a white sweat suddenly broke out on her back!

She was about to say something, but when she looked up at the solemn face of the butcher, she subconsciously closed her mouth.
No one knew where this man got so much strength from, but as the ringing of the bell got closer, he easily pulled her, who was running behind him, to his side, picked her up with one arm and ran!

Carrying someone with him did not slow him down in running. The two of them came to the door of an inconspicuous small building. He kicked the door open without hesitation and pushed Nan Fuguang in.

A huge cloud of dust rose up, and amidst Nan Fuguang's earth-shattering sneeze, the man also dodged and entered the building. The door slammed heavily behind the two of them, making a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.

The sound of the bells that seemed to be following behind was isolated from the outside.

a long time.

There was deathly silence. Nan Fuguang vaguely heard someone snort coldly and disdainfully from the other side of the door, and the ringing of the bell gradually faded away.

inside the house.

With his back against the door, Nan Fuguang turned his head slightly to look at the butcher who was holding the door against him. The butcher leaned forward slightly and looked out through the crack in the door...
This posture brought him very close to her. She could easily see his profile with clear lines and perfect curves. The warm breath from his lips sprayed on her ears.

The ringing of the bell outside the house completely disappeared, and the man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. After his frowning brows relaxed, he returned to his usual good-tempered appearance.

"gone."

He said, calmly putting some distance between them.

Nan Fuguang didn't respond to him immediately.

Everything that happened just now showed that her sea of ​​consciousness being shredded by a sickle was not just an illusion. The sound of the bell that she remembered in her heart before she died was real enough that she could even distinguish it even if it turned into a devilish sound.

——What’s going on?

Under her silent questioning, the butcher didn't say much. He took out something from the purse around his waist (which was given to him by Nan Fuguang before) and stuffed it into her hand.

It was darker inside the house than outside, and she could hardly see her hand in front of her face. However, she had to use the touch of her hands to figure out that this was her "cat's ninth life."

The memory returns to a brief chat on the Twelve-Winged Boat as it continues to sail on the Impure Sea.

【“‘The Ninth Life of a Cat’.” Nan Fuguang pointed at the small thing in his hand. “It’s a time twister.”
She raised her chin, and her tone became a little proud: "I did this when I was a child."

"The development progress of Earth Realm civilization is that they can distinguish between the one, two, and three-dimensional worlds, and realize that in the three-dimensional world, time is fluid and uncontrollable."
South Fuguang Road.
"But in the world of immortal cultivation and the mortal world, space and time are controllable in both directions - immortal cultivators can control time by folding space."

"That sounds amazing." He gave a bland comment. "Excuse me, but if you're being blunt, the achievements of the Three Realms and Six Paths shouldn't be what they are now."

"Because it's actually not that great. The length of controllable time is uncontrollable. When people try to artificially extend the controllable time, it will inevitably cause the collapse of space folding... Even if it's just a short-term twist of less than half an incense stick like the time twister, it is extremely dangerous. No one can tell what will happen during the time gap. Overall, this thing brings more disadvantages than advantages, and it does not meet the current development needs of the immortal world and the mortal world! So the progress of this technology is slow."

Nan Fuguang poked the "craftwork" in the man's hand and said, "If you twist one of the tails on its butt, you can go back to about half an incense stick of time ago, and the tail will disappear."

This means that this thing can be used a total of nine times.

It only has eight tails left because Nan Fuguang used it once on the day it was created. At that time, she was still young and had no great respect for the concepts of time and space. Then she was taught how to be a human being.

Although she only had a piece of her nail torn off at that time, this did not stop the young girl from hiding in the arms of Yunshang Immortal and crying her heart out, and she cursed her master in a seemingly unreasonable manner, asking why he gave her such dangerous raw materials.

Yan Ji'an's explanation for this was that because Nan Fuguang was too stupid when she was a child, he was afraid that she would fall into the hunter's trap while walking. If she accidentally fell into it one day, she could try to use this time twister to pull herself out of the trap.

Nan Fuguang was not stupid enough to walk like a bear without looking at the road, so she never used the twister again.

It has been kept in the Qiankun bag and is gathering dust.

"This thing could come in handy."

The butcher said this calmly as he returned the thing to her - Nan Fuguang was a little uncomfortable with his calm look.

She was also a little surprised by the other party's lack of greed for this. After all, even the bookstore owner could be moved by a mere Qiankun bag, but this butcher acted as if he didn't care about a great time twister?
Even the craftsmen of the Xuanji Pavilion of the Immortal Alliance might not be able to make it independently, let alone a mortal butcher. Normally, the first reaction of a cultivator seeing this thing would be to look at it with drooling eyes in worship...
Why doesn't this person react at all?
Does he know how rare this thing is? !
As a human being with all his limbs intact and with sound listening, speaking, reading and writing abilities, are his six-pack abs and his handsome face the only emotional value he can bring to others?

"Tell me when it will be useful?"

Nan Fuguang almost broke his thumb off by the little fox's head in his hand. As he asked, he thought to himself, "You'd better say something nice."

"When you empty your pockets to pay for the scammers at the Black Mountain Morning Market, only to find that they can't even give you half a piece of Black Rift Ore and they run away using a shrinking ruler."

"...?"

"Hmm? You don't think that the Black Mountain Morning Market, which is under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Alliance, is full of criminals who are truly committed crimes against the wind, right?"

"..."

"They are liars - nine out of ten are liars. If you buy fake ore, it means they are deliberately deceiving you."

"........."

"What's that expression on your face? Wuqiong didn't tell me that my mission for this trip was to bring a piece of white paper to the Ink Mountain and the Sea of ​​Fire for a spring outing. If I had known, I would have told her to pay extra."

"I just don't want to assume the worst of others."

"You're lying. You haven't even thought about it. You just want to buy it quickly and leave in time for the sect's dinner."

"……Shut up."】

The replay of memories ends.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

This damn pig butcher was smart enough to open the Qiankun bag she gave him, take out the time converter from it and use it.

"When I found you, you had been chopped into pieces by that thing, bleeding all over the ground, and you were dead." The butcher explained, "I had no choice but to use one of your tails... but I think you don't mind."

Nan Fuguang can now be transformed into a book called "100,000 Whys".

Question marks all over his forehead.

She thought about it and chose the most direct question: "This thing is in my Qiankun bag. The Qiankun bag recognizes its owner through blood dripping. It can only be opened if the owner's blood is activated. Even if your hands are stained with the blood of my corpse, it won't work. Where did you get my blood--"

The butcher pulled out a white handkerchief stained with a little blood from his sleeve and waved it in front of her.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

"Next question, the butcher." Nan Fuguang asked expressionlessly, "Are you trying to trick me?"

"No."
It was that annoying tone again, with a dragged-out ending and a very innocent tone, and the corners of his lips curled up in complete sincerity.
"If you lie to others, you will go to pig hell. I don't want to go there."

(End of this chapter)