Cultivation begins with separation.

Chapter 216 Master and Disciple
"Bai Yu, you..."

"Wenyuan, think carefully. Your marriage line won't work here. Do you think I still have any special feelings for you?
Now I am sober.”

Qingyu Tianjun's words became colder and colder.

She had never known that Wen Yuan had subtly placed so many marriage ties on her.

Originally, the cultivator today was able to clearly understand himself, and the Dao Yuanying knew everything about himself.

However, Wen Yuan's secret line did not make direct contact with Chai Baiyu's body, but was spread outside her body, exerting a kind of mental suggestion through a weak force field.

This kind of suggestion will make you involuntarily lean towards the other person, and your thinking will gradually tend to be beneficial to the other person.

This is also the reason why Qingyu Tianjun was constantly struggling before dealing with Wen Yuan.

When it comes to matters that have nothing to do with Wen Yuan, Qingyu Tianjun can make a judgment quickly.

You know, she looks young, but she is not young at all. How could a little bit of emotion affect her thinking?

Now, she has been burned by the Yellow Springs Karma Fire for a long time, not only burning all the vague threads of destiny around her, but also burning many of the distracting thoughts in her mind.

Now, she only had murderous intentions towards Wen Yuan and no feelings at all.

"Bai Yu, I..."

Qingyu Tianjun opened her hands, and a shimmering sword light spread out on both sides of her.

"If you keep talking, I'll kill you myself."

With the formation prepared in advance, Wen Yuan can even fight for a long time with the Dao Yuanying of Hedao Zhenxian, Tianditong or Daotong.

Without the power of the formation, Qingyu Tianjun didn't even look at the other party.

Seeing that Qingyu Tianjun looked like he had turned his back on him, Wen Yuan suppressed his anger and watched him leave without saying a word.

Wen Yuan was not a fool either. Chai Baiyu obviously knew that between them, the ability to resist the Yellow Springs Hellfire would determine how long she could last.

Because modern cultivators have united their soul and flesh, and their essence, energy, and spirit have been strengthened, their ability to resist the Yellow Springs Karma Fire is many times stronger than that of ancient cultivators.

Chai Baiyu didn't help himself just to make himself die quickly.

Obviously, the Immortal Kingdom had already made arrangements for Wen Yuan's death.

As soon as he died, someone would come to Purple Mountain to collect his remaining soul and deduce his collection and research over the past 100,000 years.

"I don't accept it! Why?"

Wen Yuan's eyes, which were emitting green fire, were slightly bloodshot.

Bloodshot appeared all over his body, and even the soul in his sea of consciousness had red threads.

He had long ago figured out how to use the Heavenly Secret Line to set up an array.

At this moment, he used the line of destiny to constantly strengthen himself.

One after another great and small magical powers came out from Wen Yuan's hands.

The Yellow Springs Karma Fire continuously burned through the densely packed destiny lines on his body, causing the power of his "Destiny Changing Formation" to continuously decrease, completely failing to produce the expected effect.

Wen Yuan bombarded all directions like crazy, destroying everything he saw.

Only when there was nothing left except the Yellow Springs Fire did Wen Yuan gradually calm down.

His thoughts were already affected by being burned by the Yellow Springs Karma Fire for a long time, and then stimulated by the betrayal of Qingyu Tianjun, causing him to lose his composure for a moment.

Fortunately, he is an antique who has lived for more than 100,000 years.

He learned countless magical powers and spells, and soon used them to calm his mind and increase his spiritual power to regain his sanity.

"Alas, I didn't want to do this, but now there is no other way."

There was a flash of resentment in Wen Yuan's eyes.

If he could integrate the Baolian puppet, he would definitely become one of the most powerful people in the Tiandu spiritual world.

Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time.

In the fairyland, he was severely suppressed.

If he was born earlier, he would have ascended to the fairyland and escaped the cage. If he was born later, he would have become the Yuanying of the Great Dao among today's cultivators.

"I didn't expect that after all these twists and turns, I could only take over someone else's body."

An extremely beautiful female cultivator figure appeared in Wen Yuan's eyes.

If Yi Dong saw it, he would definitely be able to tell that this was Ao Lingshuang who had left a deep impression on him.

As Wen Yuan clenched his hands, threads began to emerge from his body and soul, and those threads quickly entangled himself with his clenched left hand.

Those thin lines that emerged from Wen Yuan's body and soul seemed to take away the essence of his body and soul, and Wen Yuan's appearance became dry.

The clerk clenched his right hand slightly, and a taut silk thread appeared from the void.

This thread is different from Wen Yuan's inferior Tianji thread that was easily burned by the Yellow Springs Fire. Even though this thread was burned by the Yellow Springs Fire, it did not seem to be damaged at all.

Looking at the silk thread in his right hand, Wen Yuan's eyes flashed with envy.

He wrapped the ball of thread in his left hand with the thin thread that extended from the void in his right hand, obviously wanting to use the thread in his right hand to pull the thread in his left hand into the void.

At this moment, the taut silk thread in Wen Yuan's right hand softened, just like a taut fishing line suddenly began to unleash, and more and more burn-resistant thin threads appeared in the void.

Wen Yuan was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

"Disciple Ling Shuang, you are here?
Please help me out of this predicament quickly."

Those fire-resistant thin wires are intertwined to form the figure of Ao Lingshuang.

Ao Lingshuang glanced at Wen Yuan, then looked around.

“It’s really ironic that you, who is known for your extraordinary abilities, are trapped in a space with no way up to the sky and no door down to the earth.

Wenyuan, what do you think of this situation? "

Wen Yuan's originally pleasantly surprised expression turned gloomy.
"Ao Lingshuang, what do you want to do?
Don't forget, without me, you are just a casual cultivator with only a few spirit stones, and your space fragments were all given to you by me."

Ao Lingshuang raised a white finger and shook it gently, saying lightly: "Alas, everyone says that you are extremely talented.

Now looking at it, it’s not that great.

In other words, you spent too much time on the formation, which led to the neglect of studying "The Heavenly Secret Scroll".

The number one in formation, how ridiculous, you are just lost in the bragging of the world.

Don’t you know that martial arts is the foundation of your life?

You are missing the point and pursuing the trivial. If not, even if the Immortal Kingdom suppresses you, you will still have a chance to get a glimpse of the Hedao.

Forget it, there is no need to say too much to a dying person.

By the way, didn't you wonder why your destiny line didn't warn you before you got into this situation?"

Wen Yuan was stunned, and then looked at Ao Lingshuang in disbelief.
"It's you?"

“Look, you’re anxious again.

Although you are proud of your proficiency in all kinds of knowledge that is being cultivated today.

But, in fact, your concept still remains at the level of ancient cultivation, and you think that cultivation is everything. Don’t you know that as long as modern cultivation has enough knowledge, the power that can be exerted is beyond your imagination.

Maybe you have never thought that a cultivator like me in the foundation-building stage could have any influence on you, right?"

Wen Yuan put away his anger and said calmly:
"Disciple Ling Shuang, I will give you what you want when I get out. I have lost my life-saving magic weapon now, and my cultivation level is only one tenth of what it was before. I will give it to you after I get out..."

"You still don't understand. You can't get out anymore."

"You don't want the Tianji Sect's things anymore?

Ao Lingshuang, I know this is not your intention. Someone from the official Immortal Country must have come to you. I don’t blame you, but you should not believe them.”

"Time makes people grow old. If you were still young, the calculations of the Immortal Country would never have put you in such a situation.

The cause of your death was not targeted at any aspect, it was simply because your mind had become rotten.

I'll give you one last reminder out of kindness.

Why do you think I've been talking to you for so long?"

Wen Yuan's face changed.

A cylindrical magical attack shattered Ao Lingshuang's body made up of thin lines.

At this moment, dozens of thin lines emerged from Wen Yuan's body. Wen Yuan used his hands and his own Tianji Line to try to intercept them, but he was unable to stop those thin lines from emerging from his body.

That was his other backup plan, but apparently Ao Lingshuang pulled it out directly.

In addition to these back-up plans, there are several lines of destiny that copy one's own memory.

Thin lines disappeared into the void.

Wen Yuan tried to hold the silk threads with both hands, but in vain.

In the flame space.

Yi Dong watched quietly the big show performed for him by Master Wenyuan and his apprentice.

At the same time, he felt that when Ao Lingshuang left, his gaze seemed to fall on him.

"Alas, a fight requires so much calculation. Can't we just fight to the death with real swords and guns?"

Yi Dong was speechless. He didn't feel that Wen Yuan was difficult to kill. Once the Yellow Spring Space covered him, the opponent couldn't jump around anymore and his life immediately entered the countdown.

As for Wen Yuan now, Yi Dong feels that if he lets the Thirteen True Spirit Swords surround and beat up the opponent, there is a high probability that he can kill him.

This person feels only slightly stronger than Qingxuan Sword Immortal, but definitely not much stronger.

After Wen Yuan was hit hard by Ao Lingshuang, his breath became even weaker.

However, Yi Dong and Bao Lian puppet, who were hiding in the Yellow Springs space, had no intention of showing up and were waiting for the other party to be burned to ashes by the Yellow Springs fire.

Yi Dong didn't pay much attention to the dying man.

He couldn't help but turn his attention to Qingyu Tianjun.

All of Qingyu Tianjun's clothes were burned by the Yellow Springs Karma Fire, and the storage magic treasure on her wrist was also burned.

Perhaps she considered that the supplies would soon be burned by the Yellow Springs Hellfire, so she simply did not waste resources on making robes and just sat naked and let the Yellow Springs Hellfire burn her.

Qingyu Immortal Lord also watched the drama between Wen Yuan and Ao Lingshuang.

She didn't have the time to care about the feud between Wen Yuan and his master, but was observing whether there was any opportunity to leave the space.

After observing for a while, she discovered that the thin thread that Ao Lingshuang extended from the void was not connecting to the real space, that is, she could not follow the thread to travel through space and leave.

Before she could think of other ways to follow Ao Lingshuang away, Ao Lingshuang disappeared in this space.

Qingyu Tianjun was too lazy to look at Wen Yuan, who looked like a defeated dog.

Time passes slowly.

A month and a half passed.

Wenyuan had been burned to ashes.

Obviously, although he is stronger than Zhu Zheng, his resistance to burning is ultimately not as good as that of the Great Dao Yuanying.

After Wen Yuan's soul was burned to pieces.

The only one whose Yellow Springs space was burned was Qingyu Tianjun.

Yidong and Baolian puppets waited for each other to follow in Wenyuan's footsteps.

However, things did not go as Yi Dong expected.

Ten days after Wen Yuan's death.

The entire Yellow Springs space began to shake. After a while, the entire Yellow Springs space disappeared. Only a deep pit was left in its place. The Purple Gold Mountain had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)