Chapter 206: Meeting the Wushuang Master

Chapter 206: Meeting the Wushuang Master

The moonlight is like a veil, falling lightly.

However, the moment it touched the sword light, ripples appeared and a force that froze the soul spread, and was about to trace back to Chu Zhihe's soul along the sword blade.

Chu Zhihe's sword trembled slightly, making a clear buzzing sound, and the sharp edge swirled, shattering the moonlight.

However, the strands of moonlight gathered and dispersed invisibly, then condensed again in an instant and then entangled with the sword blade.

Chu Zhihe frowned. Although all the Taoist disciples practiced in Mingyue Temple, the magic spells they finally formed were very different based on their own foundation and understanding of the world.

Qi Zhiyuan didn't use any magic weapon, but was able to suppress his Qinghe sword with just magic. It was obvious that his cultivation level was beyond his own.

"Qi Zhiyuan, I didn't expect that you have been keeping a low profile over the years, and your cultivation has reached such an unfathomable level."

"If I'm not mistaken, you have already reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Man Realm, right?!"

As Chu Zhihe spoke, a resolute look appeared on his face, and a moon mark appeared between his eyebrows.

It was a clear sky, but suddenly a bright moon appeared in the sky, and then a ray of moonlight fell from the sky like a waterfall, submerging Chu Zhihe's body.

After just a dozen breaths, all the strange phenomena disappeared, and a wisp of silver flame burned between Chu Zhihe's eyebrows.

At this moment, she was wearing a purple robe, her skin was whiter than snow, and the moonlight between her eyebrows was like a flame. It was impossible to tell that she was a woman over fifty years old. Instead, she looked like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Qi Zhiyuan stared at her blankly, as if he had returned to his youth. His junior sister at that time was also so beautiful, and always stuck to him, always calling him Brother Yuan.

"Qi Zhiyuan, no matter how powerful you are, you can't stop me."

Chu Zhihe's cold words woke Qi Zhiyuan up from his memories. He put his index finger and ring finger together on his left hand, and then touched his forehead with them. A flame burned on his fingertips.

Chu Zhihe made a move and the Qinghe sword fell into his palm. He waved his left hand and a layer of silver flame suddenly burned on the immortal sword.

"Junior sister, you are going to use forbidden techniques on me?"

Qi Zhiyuan stood there, slightly stunned, and just stared at Chu Zhihe blankly, "We have been friends for so many years, and you...are going to use forbidden techniques against me?"

Chu Zhihe's heart couldn't help but ripple when he saw his unbelievable pain, but soon a red light shone in his soul, and the figure of the young man emerged in his mind.

She took a deep breath and wiped away all distracting thoughts. "Qi Zhiyuan, I know how good you are to me, but I have my own choices. You can't replace me, nor can you stop me."

"You made the choice yourself back then, but what was the result?" Qi Zhiyuan's white hair was somewhat messy and scattered on his shoulders. His expression was full of sadness and his eyes were red.

"Have you ever had a happy day in all these years? What's the difference between you and a widow?"

"What's more, you suffered a backlash from the magic power because of me. I can't just watch you step into the fire pit."

At the end of his speech, he screamed hysterically.

But Chu Zhihe just raised his sword coldly, her profile reflected on the icy blade, "I'll say this one last time, get out of the way!"

Qi Zhiyuan looked at her, feeling no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

He knew what would happen to Chu Zhihe once he entered Jinxiu Palace and fell into the hands of Yi Wushuang, the playboy.

Whenever he thought about the woman he had loved all his life, eventually kneeling in front of Yi Wushuang and becoming a slave to be played with by others, he felt like dying.

but……

Chu Zhihe used a forbidden technique called Taiyin True Fire, which drew a ray of light from the nine-day bright moon to the lower world, igniting his own energy and spirit, thereby bursting out with power far beyond his own cultivation.

Once this technique is performed, it will first burn the magic power, then the blood, and finally the soul, until the soul is scattered and turned into ashes.

If Qi Zhiyuan continues to confront Chu Zhihe, the Taiyin True Fire in her body will burn even more fiercely.

That is... to force her to death with my own hands!
"If... you really end up like that, I would rather kill you with my own hands, and then die with you." Qi Zhiyuan's eyes were red, and a piece of red rope was unknowingly wrapped around his fingertips.

Chu Zhihe's face turned completely cold. The sword blade burning with moonlight flames tore through the strong wind, like a cold moonlight, and slashed towards Qi Zhiyuan's chest in an instant.

boom! boom! boom!
The magic of the matchmaker's red rope was originally invisible, but in Qi Zhiyuan's hands, it merged with the moonlight, turning the invisible into the visible, and directly wrapped around the sword like a real rope.

Not content with that, he pulled out a red rope from his left hand and rolled it towards Chu Zhihe's body.

Chu Zhihe's purple dress trembled and she retreated rapidly, but the red rope seemed to have identified her and was chasing her, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Her hands, feet and waist were wrapped by the red rope with incredible flexibility, trapping her firmly in place, unable to move.

But she was not panicked at all. The fire between her eyebrows burned even more fiercely. Her face gradually turned pale, and even her skin became somewhat transparent as time passed.

Qi Zhiyuan's heart trembled, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Are you really crazy? You haven't stopped the Taiyin True Fire yet? Do you really want to be burned to death?"

Chu Zhihe said calmly: "So what?"

Qi Zhiyuan looked at her. The woman's eyes were cold and emotionless, as if she didn't care even if she really died.

As time passed, Chu Zhihe's face became paler and paler. The magic power in her body had dried up, and her blood and life began to burn.

Qi Zhiyuan watched with his own eyes as her hair turned gray and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes increased, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

He roared in pain, then threw his hands away, withdrew all the spells, and closed his eyes tightly.

"If you want to enter Jinxiu Palace, then kill me!"

"As long as I die, no one will stop you."

After the Qinghe Sword was freed from its restraints, it emitted a clear buzzing sound, then turned into a ray of white light and landed in Chu Zhihe's palm.

"Are you really not letting go?"

Qi Zhiyuan just closed his eyes tightly, "There is only pain in life, it is better to die and put an end to it all."

puff!

Scarlet blood splattered, and the cold sword blade pierced directly into the left chest.

puff!

Chu Zhihe grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled out the blade violently. Blood immediately gushed out of the wound like a fountain.

Qi Zhiyuan staggered backwards, and then fell directly to the ground. Scarlet blood flowed out from the wound freely. His pupils were wide open as he looked at the pale sky.

Chu Zhihe just walked past him.

At the last moment, she showed mercy and did not stab the sword directly into the man's heart.

After all... he was the only person in the world who was truly good to her.

Chu Zhihe walked into Jinxiu Palace step by step.

Lu Chengfeng had already noticed it when she and Qi Zhiyuan were fighting, and he sensed the power of fate in her soul that was related to him. "So, she was the one who attacked me in secret?"

Another Taoist rune took shape in the sea of ​​consciousness between Lu Chengfeng's eyebrows. By now, he had mastered a total of 108 volumes of Taoist scriptures.

Even if you are in the Dao vein, you are qualified to enter.

He did not intervene in the fight outside Jinxiu Palace. After all, it was a dispute among the elders of the Dao lineage.

Of course, everything changed when Chu Zhihe stepped into Jinxiu Palace.

Countless people from all levels of the Yufa Tianzong have turned their attention here. Until now, many people still don’t know what has happened.

We don't even know why Qi Zhiyuan and Chu Zhihe had a conflict, which even led to Chu Zhihe drawing his sword against Qi Zhiyuan.

"Elder Chu went directly to Jinxiu Palace. Could she be planning to attack Yi Wushuang?"

"Junior Sister Chu is too reckless. How could she be so reckless as to break into Jinxiu Palace? Does she think she can kill Yi Wushuang this way?"

"Or I'll stop him now!"

The other two elders of the Dao lineage, Han Zhishen and Zhao Zhijing, both looked here and felt a little uneasy.

"No need, I will go stop her myself. We can't let her act like this." Zhang Zhiqing sighed, and the man turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

……

Chu Zhihe had already stepped into Yi Wushuang's Qilin Garden. There were three main halls in this garden, namely Baohua Hall, Jinlin Hall and Jinxiu Palace.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the garden, a breeze blew past her, revealing the figure of Zhang Zhiqing.

"Junior sister, stop messing around and come back with me."

When Chu Zhihe saw that it was him, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face, "You came at the right time."

She drew the sword from its sheath with a clang. The blade was glowing with fairy light and its bright edge made people's pupils sting. This was a rare divine sword.

"This sword was obtained by you and me when we were traveling abroad. I lost my virginity to you and because of you, I got Tiange."

"I have been in love with you for all these years, but you have ignored me and the children."

"Now it's time to put an end to this."

Zhang Zhiqing frowned, "If you have anything to say, go back and talk. Why do you have to be laughed at here?"

boom!
There was an extremely sharp sound, and dense cracks appeared on the sword in Chu Zhihe's hand.

The material used for this sword is extremely rare and hard to find. Even if it is cut by other divine weapons, it is difficult to break. Now it suddenly becomes like this, there is only one reason.

"Are you crazy? Why did you cut off your own divine sword?" Zhang Zhiqing's face was extremely ugly. "Do you know what the consequences of this will be?"

"What consequences? Even if my soul is torn to pieces, what does it have to do with you?" Chu Zhihe said, and suddenly raised his hand and chopped towards the sword blade.

Keng!
Along with the wailing of the sword blade, the immortal light on the sword body exploded, and the magic sword broke directly into two pieces in the middle.

puff!

Chu Zhihe suddenly spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. The use of the Taiyin True Fire just now had already caused her very serious injuries. At this time, her natal sword was broken, and even her soul was damaged.

Her body was trembling a little, and blood was still flowing from the corner of her mouth, but she said in a silent tone: "I named this beloved sword Qinghe. Now the blade is broken, and the relationship between you and me is also severed."

Zhang Zhiqing was completely stunned. He was a naturally indifferent person. Emotions were like the breeze and could not have any effect on him at all.

The reason why he and Chu Zhihe became Taoist partners was because by chance they had a child. Otherwise, with his personality, it would be impossible for him to have a Taoist partner.

However, Chu Zhihe, whose face was pale, hair was slightly gray, and lips were covered in blood, made him feel an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

“Is this…pain?”

Chu Zhihe no longer cared about the man next to her. So many years had passed, and even Chu Tiange was already twenty years old. The mother and son had depended on each other and had lived together for so many years.

Now all the love and hatred have disappeared along with the breaking of the Qinghe sword.

She looked past Zhang Zhiqing who was in a trance, and ignored the gazes of many Taoist and Martial Elders from all directions, let alone the looks of the servants and maids in Qilin Garden.

Step by step, he passed through the Baohua Palace, the Jinlin Palace, and finally arrived in front of the Jinxiu Palace.

At this time, even Yi Mingshu appeared silently above the Jinxiu Palace, but he hid his figure so as not to be noticed by outsiders.

"It seems that this time of fishing really made Daomai unable to sit still."

"But it is also true. Chu Zhihe is Chu Tiange's biological mother after all. For the sake of her son's future, it is not surprising that she would do something crazy."

Yi Mingshu looked indifferent. The reason why he let Yi Wushuang enter the Dao vein was to conduct a trap and stimulate those Dao vein elders to make them do some irrational things.

Only in this way can he stand on the commanding heights of righteousness and morality and directly and forcefully clear out those discordant voices in the Taoist sect that dare to oppose himself and the Yi family.

"Chu Zhihe is one of the five chief elders of the Dao Vein. More importantly, he is also Chu Tiange's mother. If we can take this woman down, we will have plenty to do in the future."

"As long as Chu Zhihe is in our hands, we don't have to worry about Chu Tiange not giving in..."

There was a compass faintly rotating on his palm, with countless runes flowing in it, as if evolving the stars in the sky, the past and the future.

However, the next moment, his face froze, as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widened, and the compass manifested by magic in his hand exploded directly.

“What… is going on?!!”

Chu Zhihe walked straight to the gate of Jinxiu Palace, fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed three times, and then crawled on the ground.

"Your subordinate Chu Zhihe greets Master Wushuang."

"From now on, I will obey your orders."

"I will be a slave and a maid without any complaints."

"I hope you will take me in!"

These words came like a bolt from the blue, shocking all the sect elders and true disciples who were paying attention to this place.

At this moment, I don’t know how many people choked on their tea, how many people were rubbing their ears, and how many people were stunned in their place...

"What???"

"What the f*ck is going on?!"

"What the hell?" (End of this chapter)