Martial God Development Plan

Ji Zhao shook his head: "It's not a lucky thing... Besides, I'm not that fragile, it's just a little cold wind."

Mo Yu had nothing to say... After all, she was not Gu Zhibai. When Ji Zhao and Gu Zhibai encountered a similar situation, Gu Zhibai shamelessly came up with the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of Niu Diao Lielian.

Mo Yu sat down cross-legged and began to practice qigong to restore his internal energy, while Ji Zhao swallowed the pill and practiced qigong to digest the medicinal power.

Compared with the consumption of internal energy, Mo Yu was even more physically exhausted. Although internal energy could increase the body's functions, it could not completely replace them. After her internal energy was almost restored, she closed her eyes tiredly and leaned against the wall... exhausted both physically and mentally.

But as soon as his eyelids closed, they opened again as if he had been electrocuted.

Ji Zhao saw her concerns and whispered, "Go to sleep, Master Mo. Although you can't sleep for too long... If someone comes, I will wake you up."

Mo Yu naturally refused. She was the master and Ji Zhao was the disciple. Now Ji Zhao was injured and he gave her his clothes. It didn't make sense for her to sleep while Ji Zhao was guarding her. She shook her head.

"You still don't understand, Mo Yu." Ji Zhao finally realized what the problem was, and for the first time ever, he called Mo Yu by her name. They had known each other for nearly two years, and this was the first time. His tone was also a bit tough, "We can only go out if you have a good rest. Now is not the time for you to show your responsibility as a teacher... Go to sleep."

"......Um."

Perhaps because of Ji Zhao's slightly tough attitude, Mo Yu did not refuse anymore and closed her eyes... As I said, she was a person who abided by the rules. At that time, Gu Zhibai had to persuade Ji Zhao to use his knee pillow.

Perhaps because he was visiting his old place again, Ji Zhao thought of Gu Zhibai. They had been stranded here together.

[“He said he would come to see me at the Moon Bridge Festival, but he never came…”]

On the Moon Bridge Festival on October 23rd, Ji Zhao invited Lie Lian to visit Wuling City. As for Cangyun Peak, which is known as the "No. 1 Scenery of Mount Tai", he felt that his relationship with Lie Lian had not reached that level yet, so he did not go. He didn't know if there would be a chance next year... It would be a waste to talk about love in Luohe Pavilion without inviting people to Cangyun Peak.

Ji Zhao reached out and touched the wound on his chest, feeling a terrifying sense of loss deep inside.

[“…I really didn’t expect it to be him, but why did he do this? Because of what Ling Zhou meant.”]

[“If I had known this, I should have asked the Pavilion Master, Master Ling… No, if I had known this, I would have fought Duanmu Qing as soon as I met him. If I had won, there would be nothing I couldn’t ask.”]

While Ji Zhao was pondering, Mo Yu's body beside him gradually relaxed and fell to one side. Ji Zhao moved his body and let Mo Yu's head rest on his shoulder.

Mo Yu's sleeping face was not peaceful. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of pain and sorrow could be seen on her face.

[“…She’s just trying to show off, even though she’s just a little girl.”]

Ji Zhao was not without blood and tears after all, or perhaps it was because this injury made him smell the breath of death, he became sentimental, and a bit of pity arose in his heart... There were some things that Ji Zhao was actually not aware of, his pity for Mo Yu might as well be pity for himself.

In this strange world, he closed his heart and was determined to destroy everything...wasn't he just being stubborn?

【“…..?!”】

Suddenly, Ji Zhao's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt a familiar inner breath... This was the inner breath of Dong Taoist's younger brother Fu Jie!

[“It’s been so long, and he’s still looking for me in Fengzhou?!”]

Ji Zhao was shocked, but quickly denied this stupid guess. Fu Jie was not a fool, how could he be running around like a headless fly... Moreover, although this internal energy was from Fu Jie, it had a bit of an unusual flavor. To Ji Zhao, it was...

The smell of death.

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Moon and Snow: Chapter 85: Joining Forces to Fight the Enemy

Fu Jie...A few months ago, he died in front of Tang Cheng. A man named Qin Wang walked out of the dark and scarlet vortex and took Fu Jie's life with a glance, making him die in a decent manner.

Afterwards, Tang Cheng buried Fu Jie just like he buried the Dong Taoist... However, Fu Jie's fate did not end there. Not long after, a man dug him out and turned him into what he is today. As for what he looks like now... Ji Zhao will know soon.

Ji Zhao actually still retained some combat power at this time, but he did not get complacent and immediately woke up Mo Yu.

Mo Yu also felt that internal energy and quickly got into the state.

"Enemy?!"

"This is Fu Jie's internal energy." Ji Zhao said concisely. The teachers and leaders of Luohe Pavilion knew that he was being hunted by Fu Jie.

"Fu Jie... is he still in Fengzhou?! Is he looking for you?"

Mo Yu was a little stunned, but still walked out with the sword in hand. Ji Zhao followed behind her. Due to blood loss, his steps were a little unsteady.

The jungle here is dense, and the moon is blocked by dark clouds, so you can't see your hand in front of you. Not to mention a black person, even if there is a yellow person here, it would be like he is invisible. Mo Yu and Ji Zhao have to use their internal energy to enhance their vision so that they can see each other clearly.

【“?!”】

Like the other corpses, Fu Jie's body was blue and black, and there were no eyeballs in his pupils, unlike Wu Ao...but this appearance was still extremely terrifying. Although Mo Yu had heard Ji Zhao talk about it before and was mentally prepared, he still felt a chill in his heart for a moment.

[“How did he become like this?!”]

Ji Zhao was shocked. He had no idea of ​​the cause and effect of the incident... But since even Wu Ao had become like that, it didn't seem strange that Fu Jie was killed.

“Master Mo… I will cooperate with you to kill him, otherwise it will be more troublesome in the future.”

Ji Zhao's words were concise and to the point. It was definitely not just luck that allowed the other party to find this place. It must be remote control from Duanmu Qing's side.

After a person turns into a zombie, his physical strength will be greatly improved. For ordinary people, it is a strong buff, but it is impossible for a warrior to increase his combat effectiveness after becoming like this. It is hard to say about Wu Ao. Looking at his eyes, he might have intelligence. But Fu Jie has definitely become weaker than before. We should kill him while he is separated from the main force to avoid any more trouble!

"......Um!"

Although Mo Yu was shocked by Fu Jie's appearance, he still reacted quickly and his Taiyin internal energy surged.

Ji Zhao's pupils were stained with scarlet... Fu Jie had been marked by him before, and now that the public characteristics were triggered, he became more energetic. Unfortunately, with Mo Yu by his side, Ji Zhao could not trigger the duel, otherwise his attributes would have skyrocketed.

Consciousness cut!

Ji Zhao endured the pain and cast a murderous look at Fu Jie. The latter's body stiffened for a moment. Mo Yu did not waste this opportunity. A silver-white sword light with sharp murderous intent emerged in the dark night.

puff!

If it was Fu Jie himself who was here, he might be able to react and dodge after breaking free from the consciousness slash, but he obviously couldn't do it in this state. Just the step of breaking free from the consciousness slash was much slower. In Ji Zhao's opinion, his mental resistance was only equivalent to that of an ordinary second-rate warrior. Although he tried to dodge by relying on his body's instincts, his movements were quite slow and he took all the damage. With a "puff", dark, sticky, and fishy-smelling blood splattered out!

【“This physique…!”】

Ji Zhao and Mo Yu were secretly shocked. Mo Yu did not hold back when he attacked just now. Logically, he should have cut the man in half, but Fu Jie was only injured.

Roar! ! ! !

After being slashed, Fu Jie's body twitched, but other than that he didn't react much. After all, he no longer felt pain. However, as Ji Zhao continued to slash with his consciousness, the parasitic insects in his body sensed the breath of death and suddenly rioted. This situation actually happened to the insects and people who were poisoned before, but their riots were not as violent as Fu Jie's.

call out!

The violent internal energy was released savagely, and due to his poor technique, his wounds burst open, and dark, sticky blood spurted out!

Even if one has a strong physique, how can a warrior who fights like this win? !

Fu Jie ran towards Ji Zhao, but Ji Zhao did not move, nor did he withdraw his consciousness. A flash of crimson flashed across the sky, and black jade attacked like a ghost, and the long sword pointed out lightly.

Ding!

The sword hit Fu Jie's chest, but only the tip of the sword penetrated. It was not because the black jade was not lethal enough, but because the center of gravity of the sword was not here.

Click, click——————

The alarming coldness spread, and the mist under Mo Yu's feet condensed into ice. The deadly coldness broke through Fu Jie's body from the inside. In less than a breath, Fu Jie's movements became stiff.

Mo Yu hit the target with one strike, then drew his sword and retreated to Ji Zhao's side... Fu Jie wanted to attack again, but with Mo Yu's cultivation level, he was not able to kill him instantly with just one stab. However, the corpse's body was already stiff, and it became even more difficult for it to move after being injected with this chill. The insect's control over its body was also extremely poor. After struggling for a few times, he fell directly to the ground. Before he could get up, the breath of death brought by Ji Zhao became extremely strong... The insect in Fu Jie's head could no longer resist such a strong breath of death, and his body stiffened and he died.

Fu Jie lost control and fell to the ground as well. The little bit of life he had left was completely gone.

If the real Fu Jie was here, Mo Yu would basically be no match for him, and Ji Zhao would have to drag his seriously injured body out to win. But in this form...it would not be an exaggeration to say that except for Mo Yu's sword, the entire battle was garbage time.

Ji Zhao whispered, "Master Mo."

Mo Yu understood and stepped forward to chop off Fu Jie's head. In their current state, they did not have the ability, time or energy to study the other party's corpse. They could only chop off the head to prevent Duanmu Qing from resurrecting Fu Jie by some weird means.

"To think that such a thing could happen..."

Even though she had already chopped off the other person's head, Mo Yu still found it hard to accept... She had only heard Ling Zhou talk about people controlled by poisonous insects when she was a child. She didn't think much of it then, but she didn't expect that when she saw it now, it would be so terrifying.

"...Let's go." Ji Zhao said. Actually, it would be fine for them to take a rest at this moment, but after what happened, Ji Zhao and Mo Yu were psychologically no longer able to rest.

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Snow and Moon: Chapter 86: Fairy Taiyin

As a warrior, Ji Zhao had a physique different from that of ordinary people. It was not a problem for him to walk independently, but as for running with internal energy... he either could not do it or it would be painful and his wounds would burst, so he had to be carried by Mo Yu.

Previously, Mo Yu was holding Ji Zhao in his arms because he had to guard against attacks from behind. Now he doesn't have that concern anymore, so he changed to holding her from his back... Compared to the previous princess hug, this posture is much less embarrassing. In fact, it can also better preserve the body temperature of both of them on this winter night.

"...Hold me tight." Mo Yu said in a low voice, "At this moment, the difference between men and women cannot be considered."

"......Um."

Ji Zhao put his arms around Mo Yu's neck. Mo Yu felt the lightness disappearing, so she bit Ji Zhao's finger and sucked it for a while until the lightness returned.

The wind whistled in their ears as they rushed out of the jungle. The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and they finally escaped from the dark predicament. The moonlight sprinkled softly, bringing precious light...

Although there was still a long way to go before leaving Fengzhou, the sight of the moonlight made the two of them feel a little more excited.

"Your luck is really bad, Ji Zhao. It seems that as long as the Pavilion Master is not leading the team, bad things will happen to you." Perhaps because he felt that as a teacher, he should make Ji Zhao feel more relaxed at the moment, Mo Yu rarely made a joke... Speaking of which, the matter of 'Mo Yu making a joke' would be another cold joke in Luohe Pavilion.

What is certain is that Mo Yu has no talent or experience in joking. What she said now was very stiff, without any smile. If someone who didn't know Mo Yu heard it, they would probably think that Mo Yu was blaming Ji Zhao... Mo Yu also realized that her tone was wrong, but she didn't know what to say to explain. She was suddenly very nervous, with a little bit of grievance in her worry, fearing that Ji Zhao would misunderstand what she meant.

However, even if we don't count the past year and a half, Ji Zhao has stayed in the Sutra Library for several months recently, and has been with Mo Yu for more than six hours a day. How could he not understand Mo Yu? He could even feel that Mo Yu's body had become a little stiff because of saying the wrong thing.

[“Isn’t this completely impossible…?”]

Ji Zhao was a little amused, and complained in his heart, then he chuckled softly, exerted a little strength with his arms, and said in Mo Yu's ear in the frivolous tone that Han Shou often used: "If Master Mo wants to abandon me, it's too late, this side is already stuck."

Hearing Ji Zhao's words, Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he was not that kind of person. He immediately returned to his usual self and said stiffly, "I won't do that kind of thing... and don't talk to me."

————Mo Yu also knew that she was in the wrong. Otherwise, with her personality, if Ji Zhao spoke to her like this for no reason, she would definitely say "You are so smooth-talking!"

There was still a tracer poison in Ji Zhao's body, and he emitted a strange fragrance when he spoke and breathed. Ji Zhao himself was used to it and didn't realize it, but Mo Yu didn't... The fragrance wasn't bad, but Mo Yu thought it was a bit weird to smell it from a man.

Ji Zhao smiled and said, “Can you please be a little considerate of the injured, Master Mo…?!”

When Ji Zhao said the last few words, his throat seemed to be stuck and he suddenly became struggling.

In an open space not far away, the moonlight poured down and fell on a woman in a white dress with a veil on her face... Her soft black hair hung down gently, swaying in the breeze. Even though her face was covered by the veil, she still looked like a peerless beauty.

"Ling...Master?!"

Mo Yu's extremely astonished voice rang out... She didn't call out the full name, but at this moment, who else could be Master Ling appearing here?

The previous generation's sword master, mechanical master, and medical master of Luohe Pavilion, had a bad relationship with Liu Hanying and left Luohe Pavilion with Liu Hanying. But when Liu Hanying returned to Luohe Pavilion with a beautiful appearance, she disappeared. Everyone thought that she was hurt by love, so she lived in seclusion. Unexpectedly, at this moment, she appeared in front of Ji Zhao and Mo Yu...Taiyin Fairy Ling Zhou!

"Mo Yu..." Ling Zhou's voice sounded, dreamy and ethereal, with a sense of etherealness, like the murmur of a soul wandering in space, with a hint of sadness in it, "It's been a long time since we last met, I never thought it would be like this when we met..."

When Mo Yu was examining the cause of death of the two medicine boys, she thought of Ling Zhou. Later, Duanmu Qing's remarks also confirmed what she thought. However, when this scene really happened, Mo Yu still couldn't accept it. She tried her best to control herself, but her voice still trembled uncontrollably, and deep down she couldn't suppress the anger.

"What do you mean it's been a long time... Master Ling, you are the one behind all this! Why are you doing this?!"

Ji Zhao had already come down from behind Mo Yu at this time. He looked at Ling Zhou silently with a dim gaze.

"Moyu, even if I tell you, you won't understand. I hate it so much... Just think of it as you're all crazy."

Ling Zhou didn't care about Ji Zhao's actions. His bloodless hand gently grasped the hilt of the sword. With a "clang" sound, the sword was unsheathed. That was the sword that Liu Hanying used before he obtained the Yin God. It was named "Shuofeng". Although it was not a heavenly weapon, it was also one of the most famous swords in the world.

"I don't understand...?!" Mo Yu laughed in anger. He wanted to say that you did such a wicked thing and yet you dared to say such a thing. But when the words reached his throat, he was startled and felt a little sad in his heart.

Words like "You won't understand" and "I don't need to understand" are often said by people who have gone crazy from practicing. Because the internal breath has been flushing the meridians for a long time, stimulating the meridian masters, the pent-up emotions are suppressed and cannot be released. If coupled with so many obsessions, they often become extremely self-centered lunatics...

Although Taiyin Sutra is a Taoist classic, in pursuit of combat power, the practice has lost the harmony of yin and yang. As the saying goes, yang alone cannot produce life, and yin alone cannot grow. Mo Yu still remembers that Liu Hanying once told her that although Taiyin Sutra is not as easy to accumulate negative emotions as ordinary magic skills, because of the complete imbalance of yin and yang, once people who practice this method have an obsession, they are more likely to go astray.

Just like Ji Zhao’s Zhao Hongyue, the negative emotions accumulated on weekdays are relatively few, but these are all loans, and once you encounter a bad situation, you have to pay it back!

Obviously... Ling Zhou has gone crazy. She has a cold personality, and many people think that she will be able to get over it after she and Liu Hanying break up, just like Liu Hanying, who chose to cheer up and become the leader of the revival of Luohe Pavilion after the breakup.

But at this moment, the shining sword edge told the madness of its owner in the most direct way.

Mo Yu didn't dare to turn around... Even though she wanted to grab Ji Zhao and run away, her instinct told her that once she exposed her back to Ling Zhou, only death would be waiting for her.

Volume 6: White Horse and Silver Spear Shining on the Snow and Moon: Chapter 87: The Intention of Climbing the Mountain·Heroes Have No Tears!

Ling Zhou, the fairy of Taiyin, is a well-known figure in the world of martial arts... She is one of the most beautiful women in the world, with excellent swordsmanship, proficient in medicine, and can also devote her energy to studying mechanical arts and witchcraft. She is a well-known all-rounder.

After several years of separation, with Ling Zhou's talent, Mo Yu would not be too surprised even if he became a master...but Ling Zhou's aura was not as amazing as she had imagined.

After a warrior becomes possessed, it is possible that his cultivation level will skyrocket due to a certain harmony between his martial arts and his blood-fighting physique, but in most cases, they will waste years without making any progress. Ling Zhou is obviously one of the latter.

Even so, Mo Yu was no match for her at all, and even getting a chance to turn around and escape was a luxury... Although Fengzhou's complex terrain and many visual obstructions were a great bonus for the escapee, on the one hand, Mo Yu had not yet fully adapted to the Feishen Robe, and on the other hand, she was still carrying Ji Zhao.

"Master Ling, I've heard the Pavilion Master mention you many times." In this extremely tense atmosphere, Ji Zhao spoke slowly, and the first thing he said was a lie, "He said that there is something very regrettable about you... Why don't you come with me to see the Pavilion Master and talk things out so that we can resolve each other's grievances?"

Ji Zhao was vague and used ambiguous words, hoping to let Ling Zhou make up some information in her own mind and thus persuade her... However, Ling Zhou was not fooled at all.

"If you really know him, you'll know this is a clumsy lie... Liu Hanying, he is no longer himself."

After saying this confusing sentence, without waiting for Ji Zhao and Mo Yu to ask back, Ling Zhou calmly bent his fingers and lightly flicked the sword.

Zheng——————!!!

Extremely piercing sound waves rolled in, and the frantic sound of metal clashing was like the sound of tens of millions of swords slashing around. Invisible sword energy was mixed in it, cutting the dozen or so trees behind Ji Zhao Moyu in half, and the cuts were as smooth as a mirror!

Even though Ji Zhao and Mo Yu avoided the fatal moves, they could not avoid the sound waves and could only resist them with their cultivation. Mo Yu was fine, just a little nauseous and dizzy for a while, but he soon stabilized. However, Ji Zhao's wound burst open, and his blood was churning, and blood was flowing out of his chest, mouth, and ears. It looked horrible!

Seeing this, Mo Yu became extremely anxious. He didn't care about anything else at the moment. He burst out his Taiyin internal energy and rushed towards Ling Zhou on his own initiative. This was indeed not a wise move, but at the moment Mo Yu was at a disadvantage in every way and had no choice at all.

"I taught you all your swordsmanship..." Ling Zhou looked at Mo Yu who was rushing towards him with a calm expression, "So many years have passed, even if the form has changed a bit, the spirit is still the same."

She was about to fight back when the world in front of her eyes suddenly went dark. Ji Zhao, covered in blood, descended from the sky like a demon, drew a blade from the void, and chopped her into pieces in an instant!