Embers of Sword

Chapter 345 Wreck
Wu Zexian had a complicated expression.

He had kept his promise. As soon as the jade talisman was crushed, he opened the portal and teleported to Qujiang.

It’s a pity that I’m a step late.

As the Great Chu Yang God, his every word and action represents the laws and image of the Chu State.

The monks on this treasure ship will soon return to their country.

Now he wanted to punish Xie Zhen, but he couldn't produce any evidence... Yuan Jimo, the head of the Imperial City Division, was killed by Xie Zhen in a cave. How absurd is that? Who would believe it if he told others about it? If he wanted to start with the sword intent scattered in the reed marshes of Qujiang River, he should go to Lotus Peak and look for Zhao Chunyang in person.

If he did so, not only would the people in the Fanyin Temple light incense and watch, but people all over the world would be waiting to see such a lively scene.

“… Never mind. Never mind.”

Wu Zexian looked back in the direction he came from, and saw the door gradually closing in the midst of burning light and fire.

He hesitated again and again, but ultimately decided not to take action.

Be it Xie Zhen or Qian San.

This storm had nothing to do with him in the first place, so why create trouble for it?

All of this is in line with what Miao Zhen said: cause and effect will have their own karmic retribution.

It's strange that Yuan Jimo has done so many evil things and now he is reaping the consequences.

"Brother, you went to Beijing a while ago, and Xiao Wu was in seclusion, so I had no time to take care of him. Please forgive me."

Wu Zexian cast his gaze towards Junshan, his eyes becoming more gentle. He said sincerely, "The news of your reincarnation is kept very secret by the Dao sect... I am truly happy for you to be able to live a new life."

The Taoist robed child's expression also changed slightly.

"Not urgent."

He looked at the Yang God's true body, which was taller and more muscular than Miao Zhen, and smiled: "This life is still long, we will meet next time and have a drink and chat happily."

"it is good."

Wu Zexian also laughed.

He glanced at Xie Zhen, thought for a moment, and then said in a voice transmission: "In fact, when I stepped out of the door, the wreckage of Qujiang had already disappeared."

Xie Xuanyi was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Wu Zexian would take the initiative to send a message to him.

What does it mean?
The remains of Yuan Jimo...are gone?

"The favor of this jade talisman is not something I owe to Yuan Jimo."

Wu Zexian sighed softly in his heart and continued to transmit his voice: "Several years ago, I owed the Saint Queen a favor, and she asked me for three jade talismans. She asked me to save the life of the owner of the jade talismans no matter what, regardless of the identity of the owner. I accepted the jade talismans and agreed to this request. At present, two of the three have been used... If you count carefully, these two are related to you. I hope that the third jade talisman will not be broken in the future. Even if it happens, I don't want to see you again."

Destiny, destiny.

Who would believe in fate when they are able to achieve the great supernatural power of Yang Shen?

To get to this point, one needs not only one's talent, but also one in a million heart of Tao.

To attain Yang Shen is to go against fate!

But this series of events forced Wu Zexian to believe in the existence of fate. He didn't think the Saint Queen's request was difficult... These three jade talismans were connected to the lake of his heart. Once they were crushed, he would set off immediately.

But two consecutive jade talismans made him suffer.

He would rather go on another Northern Hunt and fight a fierce battle with the Peacock Lord.

Nor did he want to offend Yu Fu again.

But in the final analysis, the real "bad luck" may not be on Xie Zhen. The culprit for the two broken jade talismans seems to be Zhao Chunyang...

"I have no grudge against Wu Zong."

Xie Xuanyi said sincerely: "Master Wu, if possible, I don't want to see you again."

"I know."

Wu Zexian lowered his eyes slightly and said in a gentle voice: "The Northern Hunting Disaster, thanks to your help... Wu Yue has already told me about the Dayue Secret Realm."

Xie Xuanyi's heart moved slightly.

He asked tentatively: "Master Wu, the battle at Lanshan..."

"I saw it all."

Wu Zexian said calmly, "That day when I was leaving with the Northern Hunting Treasure Ship, I saw the White Paper Cave Heaven away from Lanshan, and I also saw you and the Paper Man Taoist Master."

"Things are not what you think..."

Just as Xie Xuanyi was about to explain, he was interrupted.

"No need to say more."

Wu Zexian said calmly, "I am not interested in what happened between you and that Taoist Paper Man. Sword cultivators taught by Dasui Sword Palace are always upright, and you are a young man that Zhao Chunyang is willing to grant his sword energy to protect... I believe that you have nothing to do with evil cultivators, so I did not mention this matter in the files of Li Lanshan. You can rest assured that no one else will know about this matter in the future. But if I find that there is an evil aura in your eyes, I will have to help Zhao Chunyang to subdue the demon and eradicate the scourge."

“…That will never happen.”

Xie Xuanyi heaved a sigh of relief, and something in his mind dawned on him. No wonder his journey back from the northern border was so smooth.

I think it’s because of the care of the exiled immortal Wu.

He thought about it and sent a message of gratitude: "Thank you, Master Wu, for your righteousness. I will remember this favor."

"No need to thank me."

Wu Zexian was unmoved: "If we really talk about cause and effect, you saved Wu Zong's disciples during the catastrophe, so I should thank you. The reason I am willing to help you is because I do see the shadow of that person in you."

There was a hint of regret in his eyes.

Ten years ago.

The North Sea catastrophe.

Many people took advantage of the situation and added insult to injury.

Wuzong did not get involved in this matter.

It's just that Xie Xuanyi committed treason and rebellion, and he should be punished... This series of crimes were reversed, and encirclement and killing had become the trend. The Yang Gods dared not show up due to Zhao Chunyang's majesty. Even though Dashui Sword Palace announced the closure of the mountain and seclusion, these Yang Gods still chose a decent way to watch the end of Beihai.

In the end, Xie Xuanyi fell into the sea and died, and the great swordsman died under the siege of enemies.

"I admire your master."

Wu Zexian sighed and said, "You are luckier than him, being born in this era. If possible, live well for him and see more of this world."

"……Yes."

Xie Xuanyi looked a little strange and could only respond softly.

Back then, his relationship with Wuzong was very ordinary, not as close as that with Shulou. In terms of cause and effect, at most he had a battle with Zhou. It was the first time that he felt Wu Zexian's "appreciation" for himself.

But... this is a warrior.

Don't talk much.

But walk upright, sit upright, and do things with a clear conscience.

"gone."

Wu Zexian flicked his sleeves and patted Junshan Zhenren on the shoulder before leaving.

next moment.

The river waves were broken, and the black shirt disappeared in an instant.

The overwhelming pressure suddenly dissipated.

"Crash."

The solidified river water fell heavily at this moment, and everyone in the delegation breathed a sigh of relief.

This Yang God brings such a strong sense of oppression to people!
"call……"

"Gone, finally gone..."

Everyone felt relieved.

The expressions of the people who were closer to Wu Zexian were not very happy.

Due to the difference in realm and spirit, the people beside Wu Zexian could hardly stand...

Looking directly at the Yang Shen is like looking directly at the sun.

When dealing with the Yang God, if the other party does not restrain his pressure, he will be tortured all the time.

The one who reacted most strongly was Qian San, a powerful cultivator in the late Yin Shen realm. He looked pale and his entire back was wet with cold sweat.

The exiled immortal Wu Zetian only stayed on the treasure ship for half a cup of tea.

But to him, it seemed like dozens of hours had passed.

Every breath is extremely difficult.

Although there are two "reincarnated Yang Gods" on the treasure ship, they are only at the cave heaven level now. Even if they have a little pressure, they are far from being comparable to the real body of Yang God... Qian San collapsed to the ground, lying down in a big letter shape, no longer caring about his manners, slowly calming his breathing. "Da Chu is really prosperous in martial arts."

Miao Zhen stared at the direction where Wu Zexian was going away and suddenly said something.

"That is required."

Master Junshan smiled and said, "This is my sworn brother... Besides, the Qin family's ancestor is old, so there must be a successor, right?"

"Too."

Miao Zhen held the magic staff and sighed softly, "But it's really hard to accept. It's only been sixty years since I reincarnated and cultivated again, and I've reached the realm of Wu Zexian, which seems to be stronger than you and I were back then..."

A dozen.

For ordinary people, it is almost a lifetime.

But to Yang Shen, it is just a bigger wave. If it is not contaminated by the dusty cause and effect, Yang Shen can easily live for five decades.

"What's wrong with you? You've been reincarnated to live another life, but you're still so sad?"

Junshan glanced at Miaozhen and sneered, "Could it be that you have never defeated Chixian before..."

"Junshan, I think you are itching again."

Miao Zhen said coldly: "Do you dare to find a mountain and have a good fight?"

"I don't bully bald donkeys."

Junshan raised his eyebrows and said righteously: "Although my brother-in-law is gone, my second brother is also a rare genius. His surname is Xie, his surname is Xie?"

After shouting twice, I realized that Xie Zhen had disappeared.

"Where's Xie Zhen?"

Junshan frowned.

"My benefactor... said he wanted to take a look."

Miyun spoke softly and pointed in the direction they came from.

……

……

In the upper reaches of Qujiang River, in the reed marsh, the portal formed by the jade talisman slowly closed.

The light and fire dissipated.

A ray of sword light appeared above the reed marsh.

"Disappeared."

"They really all disappeared..."

Xie Xuanyi looked solemn. He released his divine sense to check the battlefield of this battle. After cutting Yuan Jimo into pieces, he did not stay any longer. There was no need to finish off an injury of this degree. This could be called the most painful "fatal injury". The news released by Wu Zexian also proved his guess to some extent.

This Yangshen did not conceal the news of Yuan Jimo's death.

But why, all the remains of Yuan Jimo disappeared?

Even the bloody smell disappeared...

This matter was beyond Xie Xuanyi's understanding. He stared intently at the river tide that had experienced a great battle not long ago. His spiritual sense swept into the inner part of the river, but he could not sense any trace of blood. The reeds near the river were snow-white and quiet, as if nothing had happened.

There was no great battle, no death, no sword energy, and no blood.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Wu Zexian did not pursue the matter further.

All evidence disappeared.

The river tide is rolling, and everything is white.

Xie Xuanyi rode his sword back to the treasure ship. Seeing that he was a little absent-minded, Junshan quickly floated over and asked curiously, "Mr. Xie, are you not happy after killing Yuan Jimo?"

"I should be happy."

Xie Xuanyi rubbed his brows and smiled bitterly.

In addition to searching for Chu Guo, the most important thing during this northern hunt is to take advantage of the opportunity of the diplomatic envoy's trip to eliminate the enemy.

Killing Yuan Jimo is worth getting drunk.

But he really didn't have the interest to do so at the moment.

There were no outsiders here, so Xie Xuanyi simply told everyone about Qu Jiang's abnormality... Junshan and Miaozhen looked at each other, both with strange expressions.

"You mean, after Yuan Jimo was cut into pieces, his body disappeared?"

Junshan frowned and said, "This is really strange. Is there any need to collect such things? Speaking of which, Qujiang is not far from Southern Xinjiang. Could it be that some necrophiliac took these remains away?"

Miao Zhen was also confused. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said, "I heard that... the Tiangui Sect has a hobby of refining corpses."

"Are these evil cultivators so bold?"

Xie Xuanyi shook his head.

The moment Wu Zexian stepped into the territory of Qujiang with his Yangshen true body——

Even Chixian was frightened!

Those evil leaders in southern Xinjiang value their lives like gold, so how could they dare to take such a huge risk at a time when someone could come to the Jade Talisman Gate at any time?

At this moment.

The young monk Miyun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spoke and slowly uttered three words.

"Paperman Road."

These three words made Xie Xuanyi's heart tremble.

He quickly looked at Miyun: "Is this the guidance of the law of cause and effect?"

"My benefactor, I am just guessing. This is not the guidance given by the law of cause and effect..."

Miyun quickly apologized. He put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and slowly explained: "Although I don't know why someone wants to collect these debris, this thing really happened, didn't it? To do all this... two conditions must be met."

"One, do not be afraid of Wu Zexian's Yang Shen true body."

"Second, we have the ability to take away the remains of Qujiang before Yangshen arrives."

These two conditions seem simple.

At least the leaders of Hehuan Sect, Tiangui Sect, and Yinshan Sect do not have it.

Chi Xian, Bai Gui, Qing Xiao, Mo Dao Ren... These people never dared to leave Southern Xinjiang, so it was meaningless to take away a body of remains.

But paper humanity is different.

So far, no one knows what the Paperman Sect is going to do in southern Xinjiang.

The magic of Paper Man Dao is extremely strange.

The purpose of the paper man is even more difficult to predict.

"What the hell."

Junshan Zhenren put his hands behind his back and muttered, "I really don't understand, what use does the paper figurine have for this wreckage?"

"..."

Xie Xuanyi fell into deep thought.

This time, is it Lu Yuzhen?
A similar thing happened when Dayue Kingdom killed Wu Yin... He knew that Lu Yuzhen definitely had such ability, and the other party also possessed a heaven-defying treasure like the "Immortal Fountain".

Lu Yuzhen's level of development of the "Immortal Fountain" is deeper than his own.

If the wreckage is collected, is it to rescue Yuan Jimo?
No, it's impossible.

Thinking of this, Xie Xuanyi shook his head: "It doesn't look like a paper man."

Because he couldn't understand the significance of this move.

Everything Yuan Jimo did was to promote the eradication of demons in southern Xinjiang... Lu Yuzhen would never resurrect such a person if he were to resurrect anyone else.

"If it wasn't for the paper figurine, I wouldn't know who it was."

Miyun felt a little regretful. Although he had awakened the power of the Buddha bones, the use of the law of cause and effect was beyond his control. Many times he wanted to use the law of cause and effect to gain insights and touch it, but the "Tanluan Buddha bones" did not go as he wished. Perhaps he would need to practice for some more years before he could control this ability freely.

Having said this, he suddenly paused.

He uttered a "hmm" and turned his gaze slightly to look towards the upper reaches of Qujiang River.

The law of cause and effect between the eyebrows began to glow.

Guidance from the unknown.

It allowed him to see some fragmented images.

(End of this chapter)