Embers of Sword

Chapter 340 Conspiracy
The Soul-Devouring Banner fluttered, bringing with it gusts of cold wind.

This is the signature treasure of Yinshan Baigui. Unlike the Soul-Knocking Banner, the souls of living beings refined by this Soul-Devouring Banner can not only be summoned to fight the enemy... but also condense the instrument itself!

In other words.

This big banner is actually a long spear!
The cultivator holding the Soul-Devouring Banner was thin, with his black robe fluttering in the wind. His entire figure was flickering in the river mist.

"I heard that Bai Gui accepted a talented disciple in recent years. He was promoted to Yin God when he was over 30 years old."

Junshan Zhenren said jokingly: "The aura of this guy... doesn't seem like that of a cave heaven realm..."

"Are you talking about Master Xiao You?"

Miyun looked solemn and spoke slowly: "He is Bai Gui's twelfth disciple and also his last disciple. Although he is the youngest, he is the fastest in cultivation."

"The fourth realm of Yin God."

Master Junshan raised his hands and placed them behind his head.

His divine consciousness spread out and locked onto the figure floating above the river. "I am only one level away from condensing the 'Dharma Appearance'... It seems that Master Xiaoyou's aptitude is not that good. He has been promoted to Yin God for several years, but he is still stuck in the initial stage."

"This guy is crazy..."

Tie Tong gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Dare you come to kill the envoy?"

"Among the evil cultivators from Southern Xinjiang, which one is a normal person?"

Jun Shan said quietly, "Since he dares to come, he must have the confidence... It looks like if we don't retreat, this guy will overturn the entire Purple and Blue Treasure Ship."

"I go!"

Tietong moved forward again.

"Will it be helpful for you to go?"

Xie Xuanyi did not let go, and the special agent of the Cave Heaven Perfection Realm was forcibly pressed to the spot, unable to move.

"The Purple and Blue Treasure Ship is the property of Fangyuanfang. These people dare not touch it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Xie Xuanyi said calmly: "The two previous attacks were a provocation and a warning... Their target was me."

Ten years ago.

The direct driving force behind the Beihai Massacre was the White Ghost.

Xie Xuanyi and Bai Gui had the deepest hatred. Even if he took off the outer garment of "Xie Xuanyi" and walked under the name of "Xie Zhen"... he could not dispel this hatred. Yuan Jimo sent Bai Gui's most proud disciple "Xiao You Zhenren" to intercept the boat, which was a naked declaration of war.

The old grudges have not yet dissipated.

If Xie really has backbone and courage, he should stand up.

"So...are you ready to go out and fight?"

Junshan Zhenren seemed to be watching the fire from the other side of the river, and said with a smile: "The other party is a Yin God."

……

……

On the river, black waves were surging and miasma was rampant.

The Qujiang River, which was already surging with raging waves, became even more dangerous under the influence of the "Soul-Devouring Banner". The Purple and Green Treasure Ship slowly regained its balance after the violent shaking. The formation was almost shattered, leaving only a very faint golden light covering it, which was better than nothing.

Xiaoyou Zhenren is suspended in the sky.

The Soul-Devouring Banner fluttered.

Ghosts were surging, and the entire purple and green treasure ship, and even a section of Qujiang River with a radius of one hundred feet, were shrouded in haze and miasma.

The chaos on the treasure ship did not last long.

Miaozhen is not here.

But all the monks accompanying the delegation this time were the best carefully selected by Fanyin Temple.

Everyone quickly regained their composure.

The sound of chanting rang out, and on the deck of the treasure ship filled with miasma, Buddha's light lit up. The monks entered into meditation on the spot, and used Buddhist magic to form a new formation, trying to expel the miasma... Unfortunately, the monk in charge of the Soul-Devouring Banner had already entered the realm of "Yin God". Although there was only one person, the power of the evil treasure was not something that the monks in the delegation could resist.

In the haze, the monks sat cross-legged, with rays of light and fire appearing between their brows.

But the sound of chanting cannot dispel the darkness.

The light and fire between the eyebrows can only protect oneself.

The resentful souls released from the Soul Devouring Banner roamed around the Purple and Blue Treasure Ship. Since the Banner Master had not ordered an attack, the area was just filled with the sounds of resentment, and had not yet turned into a true "hell on earth"...

"Why do you have to do this, benefactor?"

A childish sigh was heard.

At the end of the treasure ship's corridor, a figure slowly emerged.

Miyun sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed out.

He spoke with compassion: "Killing the envoys is a serious crime... It's not too late for you to stop now before they kill you..."

After the fusion of Buddha bones.

Miyun's soul was already stronger than any other monk in the delegation, but he deliberately restrained his soul and did not use the "law of cause and effect" to ignite the fire between his eyebrows to provide protection for himself.

He held an oil lamp.

This oil lamp is a treasure of Fanyin Temple that is specially used to suppress evil spirits.

The light from the oil lamp was dim, barely enough to dispel the haze within a foot range.

"Ok?"

Xiaoyou Zhenren, who was hanging on the ceiling, narrowed his eyes in surprise.

It was not the oil lamp that attracted his attention.

It was the black-robed boy standing behind the little monk's wheelchair...

His divine sense swept towards the other party, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"interesting."

Master Xiaoyou sneered, "After seeing this Soul Devouring Banner, do you still think I will stop?"

"The sea of ​​suffering has no end, but when you turn back, you will reach the shore."

Miyun said softly: "If the donor is willing to put down the soul flag and accept the salvation of Buddhism, everything will have a chance to turn around."

"absurd!"

Master Xiaoyou said indifferently: "Buddhism can hardly save itself now, how can you still save others?"

Say it.

He pointed into the air.

Hundreds of ghosts wandering around the Purple and Green Treasure Ship immediately received the order and rushed towards the dense clouds!

Wow!
Miyun's face turned three shades paler and he subconsciously clenched the oil lamp in his hand.

The wick flickered.

The next moment, a crisp sound of tearing silk rang out in the air, and a wisp of invisible sword energy burst out at an extremely fast speed, splashing out a circle of ripples. The resentful souls and evil spirits within a radius of ten feet were touched by the sword energy and exploded one after another.

The young man in black hiding behind the wheelchair slowly withdrew the fingers that were pressed on his forehead.

This sword is too fast.

So much so that no one could see clearly when the sword energy swept back.

"...Sword Qi opens the screen."

Master Xiaoyou showed a satisfied smile, and said in a gentle voice: "It has been a long time since I have seen the swordsmanship of Dasui Sword Palace... Are you the disciple of Xie Xuanyi that was rumored?"

The young man in black robe remained silent, but slowly raised his head and looked at Master Xiaoyou who was hanging high in the sky.

The wind blows hard, but the haze remains.

The black robe covered the young man's face, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, but the sword energy was awe-inspiring as he swept around the Purple and Green Treasure Ship. The minions in the Soul-Devouring Banner were swept away by the sword energy, and the crumbling Buddha's light was able to burn steadily with the support of the sword energy.

"Xie Zhen, I heard that you have good luck and won the first place in the Tianjiao list."

Zhenren Xiaoyou looked down at the treasure ship, sitting cross-legged leisurely in the void, letting the big banner float on its own.

He placed his hands on his knees and spoke slowly, "It is said that your master is a rare sword immortal embryo in a thousand years. It is a pity that he was born at the wrong time. When I was practicing, Xie Xuanyi had already died... Why don't you develop his swordsmanship and let me see it."

"Ah……"

A very contemptuous and sarcastic laugh was heard on the treasure ship.

The laugh was not loud.

But Master Xiaoyou heard it very clearly.

He also smiled: "If you are willing to accompany me for fun, I can spare the other monks on this ship." "My benefactor..."

Miyun spoke in a nervous voice as he looked at the bleak, purgatory-like scene in front of him.

A wisp of sword energy spread out, but even though the sound of the sword echoed, the wandering souls on the treasure ship could not be killed.

The soul-devouring banner hung high in the sky, continuously releasing scarlet blood light.

The young man in black robe patted the wheelchair gently.

Without getting a response, Xiaoyou Zhenren's smile gradually faded: "If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

He raised his hand and pointed.

The vengeful ghost that was reborn from the Soul-Devouring Banner once again rushed towards the wheelchair...and a war broke out!
The young man in black robe tapped the ground with his toes and flew towards the stern of the ship. Countless vengeful ghosts followed him. The sword energy that was originally scattered all over the treasure ship no longer surged everywhere, but flowed back at a very fast speed, condensing at the feet of the young man in black robe, and transformed into a flying sword with dazzling light.

This sword energy is incredibly fast.

In just a moment, it flew a hundred feet and rushed into the sky towards the other side of Qujiang River.

"Want to run?"

Master Xiaoyou laughed grimly, retracted the big banner, stepped on the flowing light, and chased after him.

After counting the breaths.

The surface of the Qujiang River, which had been dark and gloomy, became clear again.

Taoist Xiao You brought the Soul-Devouring Banner and led countless wild ghosts to the riverside to chase the sword energy. In a moment, it disappeared without a trace.

The monks on the treasure ship looked pale.

Although those vengeful ghosts did not attack them directly, they still left a lot of evil energy wherever they passed by.

The evil sect's weapon refining techniques are extremely sinister.

Those who were pulled into the Soul Devouring Banner, no matter how kind they were in life, would become extremely cruel after death. Because they could not be reborn, could not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and suffered torture all the time, once they were released by the Banner Master, they would want to kill all living beings, drag them into the banner, and torture them together with themselves...

Many young and strong monks had scarlet wounds on their shoulders just from being entangled and touched by vengeful ghosts.

The sound of chanting gradually faded.

The weather on the treasure ship was gloomy. Miyun, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the direction where the sword energy left and murmured in a very low voice.

"My benefactor..."

Click.

At the end of the corridor, the wooden door opened.

Xie Xuanyi walked out slowly, got to the wheelchair, and pushed Miyun onto the deck.

Looking at his fellow disciples who suffered because of this disaster, the young monk's face was full of guilt.

“These people were robbed because of me.”

Xie Xuanyi said softly: "Don't worry...I will heal their injuries."

He silently came to a cross-legged monk, placed two fingers on his forehead, and the Way of Life turned into a bright green light, which swept into the latter's heart. The pale young monk was shocked and opened his eyes in disbelief.

I saw the green light disappearing bit by bit.

The scars left by the vengeful ghost actually disappeared bit by bit.

No pain at all.

"This……"

The young monk was shocked and murmured, "I heard that Mr. Xie had comprehended the principles of life. Seeing it today, it is truly a divine method..."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, said nothing, and continued to walk to the next person.

In fact, the "Way of Life" alone can relieve pain, but the effect is not so immediate.

He added a tiny wisp of the Immortal Spring vapor into every wisp of Dao principle.

The immortal spring in your dantian needs to be used frequently so that it can become "living water".

These water vapors, although only a tiny amount in number, enrich the principles of life to a great extent. When used in this way, even great practitioners with a high level of cultivation would not be able to see any clues.

finally.

Xie Xuanyi returned to Miyun's side, and the bleak scene on the treasure ship had been cleared up at this moment.

These monks just looked a little haggard at best.

"My benefactor, Senior Junshan's battle with Master Xiaoyou... nothing will happen, right?"

Miyun was very worried.

He knew that Junshan Zhenren was the "reincarnation of Yang God" who was as famous as his uncle, but after all, he was only a cave heaven body now.

"…Don't worry about him."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head.

The reason why he wanted to bring Junshan Zhenren into the delegation was because he was impressed by the powerful combat capability of this reincarnated Zhenren that far exceeded his current realm.

Zhenren Xiaoyou is now only at the fourth level of Yin Shen and has not yet condensed his Dharma image.

Even with the blessing of the Soul-Devouring Banner, his strength is at most at the peak of the initial realm.

With this strength, there is no chance of killing Junshan!

When Miaozhen was challenging the Da Chu heroes in the Golden Body Tower, Junshan was thinking "if it doesn't work, then break through the Yin God".

The so-called "cave heaven" realm is just a layer of window paper to him, which can be broken through with just a thought.

The means possessed by this reincarnated master are far beyond people's expectations.

The battle with Xiaoyou is nothing.

When Xiaoyou Zhenren chases Junshan to the end of the road, Junshan will reveal his true form and fight with him.

If this Xiaoyou Master has no intention of killing, then everyone can use their own skills to fight for three hundred rounds, and the matter will end here...

If Xiao You gets really angry and wants to kill.

Then today, only one person will die, and that person will definitely not be Junshan.

"call……"

Although the crisis was resolved, Miyun's face was still tense.

He took a deep breath, looked at the river surface in front of him, which had regained its clarity, and couldn't help but speak with concern: "My benefactor, the uneasiness in my heart has not subsided, but has become stronger."

"Ah."

Xie Xuanyi responded softly.

Miyun, who has comprehended the law of cause and effect, has a very accurate sense of the mind.

he knows.

All this has not yet come to an end.

Huo Qu is a chess piece, and the destination of this chess piece is the cage set up by Chi Xian.

Isn't Xiaoyou Zhenren just another chess piece?
On the surface, Yuan Jimo only sent Xiaoyou Zhenren to intercept the treasure ship... In fact, the purpose of this move might just be to confirm an idea.

In the Eastern Mission, there is another person who is as famous as "Miao Zhen".

The first move is a conspiracy.

The second move is a complete overt conspiracy.

Now that these two moves have been successful, the next step is the real killer move.

"Shopkeeper Qian."

Xie Xuanyi slowly came to the closed guest room and knocked twice. He said in a low voice: "There is something I want to discuss with you."

Previously, under the Soul-Devouring Banner, demons were dancing wildly and the treasure ship was in a bleak scene.

The room was tightly closed and there was no sound at all.

"Qian San", the helmsman of the treasure ship, seemed to be dead. Even though the treasure ship was about to be overturned outside, there was no movement at all.

"……Feel sorry."

Xie Xuanyi just opened his mouth.

There was a response from the other side of the door.

Qian San spoke in a cold voice: "Before we set sail, Qian said... this trip is only about sending people, not fighting."

(End of this chapter)