Chapter 178 Cutting out the roots

Chapter 178 Cutting out the roots

Chapter 178 Cutting out the roots
But after Zhao Qi said this, he did not immediately disappear from Li Wuxiang's mind. Instead, he waited for another two breaths before shouting, "Come to my side! If you take a step back, the world will be wider. Do you understand?!"

At this moment, Li Wuxiang had no time to respond to him, because he was concentrating all his attention on observing the face of this flesh body.

Her movements were so fast that only a shadow of her face remained. However, in this dusty environment, Li Wuxiang could still vaguely distinguish her appearance - at first, she looked 70% like Jin Zijiu and 30% like Guiyin Zhenjun, but now there was no trace of Jin Zijiu on her face, and it was as if the Guiyin Zhenjun in the portrait had walked out.

He couldn't figure out why the people from the Tianxin Sect suppressed Jin Zijiu's physical body here, but the underlying logic must be correct - such magical powers require a price, and the price is lifespan. Zhou Ruixin's Yin Spirit has a limited lifespan, and she can't always be so powerful.

What does the change in her face mean now? Can the Tianxin Sect's prohibition suppress her? Can Zhou Rui's mind control her?
But no matter what it is, Zhou Ruixin will definitely not be able to hold on for too long!
Just three breaths after this thought came to my mind, the attack suddenly slowed down!

The movements of the body suddenly became stiff and sluggish, as if a joint of a mechanical puppet that was originally moving smoothly had been worn to its limit and suddenly became stuck.

The time has come!
Hearing Zhao Qi yell "I'm really leaving", Li Wuxiang immediately stretched his body, seized an opportunity to fly to the side, and then looked back - if Zhou Ruixin wanted to chase him, he would lead him to the side where the disciples of Tianxin Sect were. Since this thing couldn't hold on for long, it would be a good opportunity for them to see how their Supreme Sect Master was suppressed.

If he didn't chase him, he would have to stay here and not let Zhou Ruixin's Yin spirit escape. He had been the leader of Tianxin Sect for so long, but it was not because of his poor ability that he ended up in such an embarrassing situation tonight, but because of bad luck - he met five swordsmen in a row, two of whom were not human. To deal with such people, we must cut the grass and root it out!

But it was neither of the two situations—the body waved its limbs a few more times and suddenly stopped.

She looked like a living Guiyin Zhenjun, standing in a daze in the mess.

There were originally more than a dozen golden threads on her body, but Zhou Ruixin had plucked out three or four of them, leaving the rest on her chest and arms. Now the forbidden spells on the robes had been washed away by the green light and were almost invisible. When she was draped over them, she looked like a white dress.

But now, under the white robe, the place where the gold thread was pierced, the robe began to rise and fall, and squirmed, as if there was some huge insect buried underneath, trying to push the gold thread out.

Then she suddenly raised her arms convulsively to reach the ends of the gold threads, but when her fingers were about to touch them, they stopped trembling and dangling in the air, as if another force was preventing her from doing so.

Is it Zhou Ruixin now, or this body?
At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed across the body and separated - it was Zhou Ruixin's Yin spirit.

But he seemed to be trapped by something at this time. It looked like a ghost of his physical body. It shook a few times and then overlapped again. Then, as if it took a lot of effort, Zhou Ruixin's head finally struggled out of the Baihui acupoint of this physical body: "Don't let her pull it out! Stop her!"

At this moment, his voice sounded extremely panicked and terrified, and it didn't sound fake. But there were too many things in this world that "didn't seem" but were real. Li Wuxiang held the flying sword and said coldly: "Oh?"

"Master Guiyin! Tell her to pull it out and Master Guiyin will be born!"

Li Wuxiang smiled and said, "I am the leader of Tianxin Sect. What's wrong with asking me to send my ancestor to the world?"

"The one who came to the world is..." Zhou Ruixin said half of his words, and was immediately pulled back into the flesh. After a breath, he emerged again, but the green light on his body was very dim, just like a phantom. "The one who came to the world is a real spirit. Don't you want Yulun Mountain?! You won't be able to get it if it comes to the world!"

He sounded really scared, and he certainly didn't look fake in front of him - Li Wuxiang liked moments like this the most! Because he would tell you anything!

"I don't know what you're talking about. Zhou Ruixin, are you dying? Then the simpler and faster you explain it, the more likely I'll be able to help you!"

"You--" Zhou Ruixin's Yin Spirit was pulled back again. At this time, his physical hand finally touched a golden thread. Then his wrist turned at a strange angle, grabbed it tightly, and pulled it out with force!
Her whole body trembled violently, and she looked younger again.

Zhou Ruixin's Yin Spirit was swaying beside her, and her voice became very weak at this time: "We suppressed her... This was also a helpless move! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have released her Tianfu Seal just now, but this is the first time I have released her Tianfu Seal, I didn't expect-"

Li Wuxiang immediately interrupted him: "How can I save you? How can I get you out?"

Zhou Ruixin didn't seem to expect him to be so straightforward. She was stunned for a moment before she said, "Help me control her for a while, trap her for a while, just for a while, anything is fine——"

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled back into his body again. Li Wuxiang immediately felt around in his chest and abdomen and pulled out a piece of bamboo paper.

Ran Shan Fu!
To put it in detail, it can be said that he was inspired to Taoism because of the Ranshan Talisman. However, such a long time has passed now, and he, the leader of the Ranshan Sect, has hardly ever used this thing again.

He spread the talisman paper in the air, and several tentacles extended from his fingertips, gathering into the shape of a brush tip. He then used the sticky body fluid as ink and wrote the word "trapped" just like Zhao Qi did before.

At this time, the flesh body of Jin Zijiu raised his hand again and grabbed the second golden thread. Li Wuxiang then used his true energy, and a line of fire immediately burned from the bottom of the talisman paper to the top, but a piece of talisman paper that turned to ashes was still held between his fingers.

At this time, he raised his breath and shouted: "Go!"

A circle of paper ash immediately appeared under the feet of the flesh body.

However, the ash of the talisman paper did not remain under her feet for too long - in just two breaths, it was blown away completely as if by a gust of wind, leaving no trace at all.

But this trapped character still made her stunned for a blink of an eye. At this moment, Zhou Ruixin's Yin spirit suddenly escaped from her Baihui acupoint.

Li Wuxiang had seen Mei Qiulu, the Sword Sect's Nascent Soul, a genuine Yin spirit. She looked no different from a living person, and when she moved objects with her magic, it was as if she was a living person with a physical form.

But perhaps because the Thirty-Six Sects' skills were castrated, Zhou Ruixin's Yin Spirit was not a living person at first glance, it was hazy and translucent, like a ghost. And at this time, perhaps because too much life was lost, his Yin Spirit looked even fainter, and only became a transparent outline. If you don't look closely, you will think it is just a group of air in the stirred dust.

When he saw Li Wuxiang, the expression on Yin Shen's face seemed as if he wanted to sigh first and then say a few words.

But at this moment, a golden light was emitted, and a big hole was immediately pierced in the Yin God's chest!
The wound was like a smoke ring. Once it appeared, it would no longer shrink, but slowly spread and extended towards the torso, causing half of his body to turn into wisps of green smoke.

Zhou Ruixin's eyes suddenly widened, and at this time he could no longer retract his body. His eyes immediately turned into two big holes: "You don't want to save--" "That's your misunderstanding. It's just that I won't feel at ease unless I see your soul fly away with my own eyes!" Before he finished speaking, the second flying sword was sent out and hit Zhou Ruixin's Yin Shen's head!
At this moment, his entire body turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated. Li Wuxiang immediately shuttled back and forth between Lingshan and the world of the living several times, and confirmed that Zhou Ruixin was truly dead before he looked at the body.

She had just pulled out the second gold thread, and now she was holding the third one.

By this time, her movements had become a little smoother, and she looked like an ordinary, old and frail person, struggling to feel her way around her body.

However, the aura she exudes now...

This reminded Li Wuxiang of Zhao Kui!

Kitchen God!
When Zhao Qi invited Zhao Kui to come from Jinshui, the momentum was almost the same as it is now - the dust on the ground was raised, but it did not seem to be blown by the wind, but extremely slowly, more like the sky and earth near the physical body were turned upside down, and they were falling, not rising.

A terrifying force radiated in all directions, and Li Wuxiang felt himself beginning to fall towards that body. He had to lean his body back as far as possible before he could feel himself standing upright.

Everything around became moist, but the dust remained dry. The moisture did not refer to water vapor, but to the piles of broken bricks and tiles, and the beams of the houses on the ground. They all seemed to be soaked in water, melting and dripping - the wood was dripping, the stones were dripping, and even the nearby air and night sky were dripping together, as if this world was originally fake, and now it was fading after being rained on!

Li Wuxiang flew back more than ten steps before leaving the influence of this body, then he rose high up and sent a shining flying sword into the sky.

Not long after, two figures came running in the night, one was Zeng Jianqiu and the other was Miao Yi.

Zeng Jianqiu landed in front of Li Wuxiang, paused for a moment, and hesitated as he tried to speak. Li Wuxiang immediately stepped forward and gave him a hug, and then he felt two strong hands patting his back.

Li Wuxiang took a step back and looked at him: "I didn't do what Master Jiang did, so it doesn't count."

Zeng Jianqiu nodded: "I understand."

He looked at the body in the distance again, his pupils shrank: "What happened?"

Li Wuxiang did not answer him, but turned to look at Miao Yi - when the two of them came over, Zeng Jianqiu had always been two body lengths behind him. When he patted himself with his hand just now, Li Wuxiang also felt that there was a flying sword attached to his palm, as if he was always on guard.

So--

Li Wuxiang glanced coldly at "Miao Yi" and asked, "Are you from the True Form Sect?"

Zeng Jianqiu also glanced at him: "Lou He has something on this man. Lou He just sent me a message saying that it is not convenient for him to show up tonight, but this man can be trusted within a month."

Li Wuxiang sighed in his heart.

Zeng Jianqiu no longer called him "Senior Brother Lou" but "Lou He".

And Lou He did not feel safe to tell Zeng Jianqiu about his methods, and no one knew how he felt standing here, listening to these words.

But now is not the time to feel sympathetic - the flesh body has already grasped the fifth golden thread, her expression has begun to become lively, and a pair of eyes radiating azure light are also looking at the three people!
"Okay, Senior Brother Lou, what you said is credible, then..." Li Wuxiang looked at Miao Yi, "You are the Deyang Guardian of the True Form Sect, you should know a lot, this is what's going on here-"

He quickly recounted the previous scene: "... Zhou Ruixin said that they had no choice but to subdue her. Looking at the current situation, I think Zhou Ruixin should also know that this thing is very dangerous, but he had to use it to deal with me. Halfway through using it, he felt that he could not control it and was about to suffer a backlash, so he asked me to help him - I think so, am I right?"

Miao Yi showed some fear on his face, but Li Wuxiang thought that Lou He was pretending. He pretended very well, and seemed to be hesitant when speaking: "Sword Immortal, Sword Immortal, most of what you said is right... But there is one thing, whether you help Zhou Ruixin or not is actually useless, well done, well done! This thing can't be controlled even if you help, it's all his fault!"

Li Wuxiang frowned, and put a little thought into playing along with him: "Stop talking nonsense and pick up the important things!"

"Yes, that's right. Actually, even if I don't tell you, the masters of your sect should know this... This thing is the true spirit of Guiyin Zhenjun!"

"The Tianxin Sect has a supreme leader whose true spirit descended into the world. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. The bad thing is the true spirit itself, because the true spirits of the thirty-six true immortals are just the condensation of skills and knowledge from previous lives, not real spirits. So, the two swordsmen, let me put it this way--"

"For example, what was the true spirit of this Guiyin Zhenjun thinking before his death? He was fighting against the seven sects and killing all the rebels in the world! This is the most fatal thing - what is rebellion? I am considered a rebel in her eyes, but what about others? For example, these disciples of the Tianxin Sect, do they count? Of course they count! Because they are no longer cultivators of the Donghuang Taiyi Sect, but cultivators of the Tianxin Sect! The true spirit will not like it!"

"That's better. After all, there is still the inheritance of the ancestors. Then...what about the ordinary people in the world? They are no longer subjects of the Ye Dynasty. Is it considered rebellion?!"

“So they must have really suppressed this thing before… For this matter, almost all sects that have their own spirit descended into the world will do the same. But now——”

Li Wuxiang and Zeng Jianqiu exchanged a glance, and saw the look of shock in each other's eyes: "So once she comes to the world, except for us swordsmen and Tianxin Sect disciples... we will all be killed?!"

Miao Yi sighed: "Yes."

"But this thing can't stay in the world of the living for too long, right? She needs a lifespan sacrifice!"

Miao Yi turned to look down the mountain: "With a lifespan of more than 3,000 Tianxin disciples, I don't know how long she can stay in the world of the living."

(End of this chapter)