Chapter 245 Get Out

Chapter 245 Get Out

Chapter 245 Get Out

Mei what!? Kong Xuan was stunned for a moment before he realized...Mei Qiulu?

That Mei Qiulu! ?

At this time, Li Wuxiang took a step forward in the courtyard, smiled, and looked at Mou Zhenyuan: "In other places, you call my sister Mei Qiulu. But in this Taiyi Taoist temple, on the Great Tribulation Mountain, what should you call her? Sect Master Mou, shouldn't you call her - Donghuang Taiyi Sect Master? Now that you see the Sect Master, why don't you bow?!"

Mou Zhenyuan's face was originally twitching, and at this moment, his eyelids and lips were trembling. He stared at Mei Qiulu blankly and said in a hoarse voice: "Mei Qiulu... Mei Qiulu! Do you still remember me?!"

Mei Qiulu, who was sitting in the hall, turned to look at him, frowned slightly and thought for a while, then quickly reached out to catch the dough crumbs that fell from the snack and put them into her mouth, then said, "You are the leader of the Juque Sect, Mou Zhenyuan. What's the matter? Have we met before?"

After thinking for a moment, he said, “I don’t remember.”

Mou Zhenyuan took a deep breath and pointed at her, his fingers trembling: "When I became a Nascent Soul, I once asked you for advice. At that time, you...you——"

"Oh." Mei Qiulu nodded, "Then I may have seen it. How great! Master Mou, you have made it big now. You are already the master of the Juque Sect."

"Shut up!" Mou Zhenyuan suddenly shouted loudly. The sound was so loud, like a thunderclap in the sky, making the tiles on the roof of the courtyard clang and dust fall down.

Then, there was a slight explosion from his body—it was the clothes he was wearing!
Mou Zhenyuan was born mighty and strong like the other members of the Juque Sect, but now his figure suddenly grew larger - the muscles under his clothes bulged, the blood vessels on his forehead swelled, and a cloud of white mist suddenly appeared around him with a bang, and all the clothes on his body were shattered!
He was panting like thunder, and white mist shot out of his nostrils and mouth like arrows, which did not dissipate even three feet away. A whirlwind began to form on the ground around him, stirring up the surrounding dust and gravel, and in an instant, a thick layer of dust was peeled off the wooden pillars in the porch - Mou Donglie was originally pointed at by the flying sword and stood in front of him. At this time, he was blown by the strong wind beside him, and a blood mist immediately burst out from his back and arms.

So Mou Donglie also reacted at this time, rolled his eyes, shouted "Master", and quickly jumped aside.

The flying sword on his forehead no longer followed him this time, but immediately turned into a golden light and returned to Mei Qiulu's hand.

Kong Xuan was also shocked when he saw this scene.

Mou Zhenyuan had fallen back to the Nascent Soul stage. This was the first time she had seen someone's crown flower removed and return to the Nascent Soul stage, so she didn't know how much power Mou Zhenyuan's Nascent Soul had left.

But if we only talk about this time... Mou Zhenyuan's Nascent Soul cultivation has probably surpassed the limit of the thirty-six sects' Nascent Soul peaks!

But this is not a good thing!
Because he was possessed! He was originally beaten back to the Nascent Soul stage, his heart and mind were damaged, and now he went crazy again when he saw Mei Qiulu... He was possessed!

No! This is a good thing!

Li Wuxiang and Mei Qiulu were both Nascent Souls. He was at the Yang God stage, and Mou Zhenyuan was possessed by a demon at the moment, and had released all his energy. There was also Mou Donglie—

She immediately shouted from behind Mou Zhenyuan: "Master Mou! No matter what humiliation you have suffered in the past, now that Master Taiyi is here... you should just bow down and submit!"

"Bow?! Bow?! Bow?!" These words were like oil poured into a raging fire, causing Mou Donglie to violently grab the big sword behind him and pull it out!
The giant sword of the Juque Sect was placed on the sword guard at the back, which was made of fine steel and tied to the body by two flat iron chains. Normally, when holding a sword, one would hold the hilt to the side and then pull it out, but Mou Zhenyuan was like a madman at this time, and he pulled the giant sword directly, breaking the two iron chains with his flesh!

The iron chain was broken into six pieces, which hit the roof of the main house opposite with a bang, and a cloud of smoke rose up - most of the roof on the west side was blown away!
He was so obsessed that his power was pushed to the peak, and his momentum was so astonishing——

There is hope!

Seeing the evil spirit condensing on Mou Zhenyuan's giant sword, the first step made the ground and rocks shatter, the second step made the courtyard sandstorm, and rushed straight to Mei Qiulu in the house. Kong Xuan immediately patted Mou Donglie on the back, raised the forbidden gourd in his right palm, and raised his left hand to his side, calling for several silk ribbons to protect his body: "Great Sword Master! You go deal with Li Wuxiang - your sect master and I will kill Mei Qiulu first!"

Mou Donglie was caught off guard by his blow and rushed into the courtyard with his sword in hand, advancing side by side with Mou Zhenyuan. Kong Xuan stared at Mei Qiulu to death, with the forbidden gourd hanging above his head, and a green light spurted out from it -

But what he saw the next moment was not a dark green, but a subtle golden light!
It was silent and not as good as the tremendous momentum, the surging sky waves and the thundering sound brought about by Mou Zhenyuan's aura!
But it was this thin ray of light that pierced through the dust, fog, air waves, evil spirits - and Mou Dongyuan's head in an instant, then turned around in mid-air and stopped in front of Kong Xuan.

Mou Zhenyuan took two more steps forward, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground!

The gourd above Kong Xuan's head was still humming, and at this moment, there was only this sound - Mou Zhenyuan fell to the ground, but he was not dead yet. A little bit of crimson appeared between his eyebrows, and then blood oozed out of the crimson.

His throat gurgled, and he tried to raise his head to stare at Mei Qiulu. Only then did Mei Qiulu put down the snacks, clapped her hands, brushed her clothes, stood up and walked to the stone steps in front of the door to see Mou Zhenyuan. After a while, she said, "Oh, I remember you."

"You challenged me to a duel before - I used a stone sword at that time, right?" She nodded, "You have become more capable now. This time you forced me to use a flying sword."

Mou Zhenyuan's head then drooped and hit the ground, and he died.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment. Mei Qiulu's flying sword was suspended in front of Kong Xuan, but a forbidden gourd above her head rang loudly, and although the green light it emitted was blocked by the flying sword, it also turned into a piece of green and enveloped her - the flying sword wanted to pierce the green light but could not move forward. The intersection of the two was reflected by light gold and green, causing ripples in the air!
The first ripple knocked Mou Donglie, who had just stopped and was standing there in a daze, to the side. The second ripple turned the porch where Kong Xuan was into a pile of broken bricks and pillars, which shot out in all directions, razing the front half of the yard to the ground in an instant. By the time of the third ripple, the ripples suddenly converged, and Mei Qiulu's small sword could no longer move forward. Instead, the golden light on the sword gradually dimmed, as if it was about to be infected by the green light that protected Kong Xuan!

So at this moment, Mei Qiulu raised her hand, and the flying sword immediately turned into a rainbow and sank into her mouth - Kong Xuan also immediately raised his hand to take the gourd above his head and held it in his palm.

“Look, I told you before that even though I, the Sword Sect’s Nascent Soul Great Perfection, cannot kill the Yang God of the Thirty-Six Sects.” Mei Qiulu spoke to Li Wuxiang with a serious expression, as if she was imparting the secrets of martial arts to her disciples in a martial arts arena. “So don’t be so ostentatious in the future—the Sword Sect’s martial arts are unrivaled in the world, but martial arts are martial arts, and realms are realms. You haven’t yet cultivated to the Yang God level, so you can’t be unrivaled in the world.”

Then he turned to look at Kong Xuan: "For example, this Suhua Sect Master, who is at the Yang God Realm, really wants to kill me as she just said, and I will also face the calamity tonight - so Sect Master Kong, are you going to make a move?"

Kong Xuan grasped the gourd in his palm and felt a tiny crack appearing on this magic weapon.

She stared coldly at Mei Qiulu and Li Wuxiang, slowly exhaled, and raised her face slightly: "You are self-aware. But I'm afraid there is no need for me to take action."

"The leader of the Juque sect has been killed by you tonight. There are more than one Yang God on this Dajie Mountain - tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the Yang God cultivators of Qingxiao, Qianji, Tiangong and other sects will come up the mountain. By then, it will not be a matter of whether I want to or not. Sect Leader Mei, if I were you, since I saved Li Wuxiang's life tonight, I would flee immediately!"

Mei Qiulu looked at her in silence for a while, then suddenly smiled at Li Wuxiang: "It's just as you said."

Having said this, he turned back to the house, picked up the bundle from the chair beside the low table, shook off the dust on it, looked at the roof that was half blown away, and sighed: "It looks like it's going to rain today, can this be repaired?"

Kong Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Mei Qiulu, you!" Li Wuxiang then crossed his arms and walked to the middle of the yard, "Master Kong, please go. Respect is worthless. Do you really have to stay and kneel down?"

Kong Xuan laughed in anger: "Do you really think I can't do anything?!"

"It's your own business, why are you asking me?" Li Wuxiang frowned. "Let me put it this way. Not to mention you, even if it's true as you said, if a few Yang Gods come from your thirty-six sects in the next two days, you still have to send people to help me repair the roof."

Kong Xuan stared at him with a grim look.

Li Wuxiang sighed: "No matter how many Yang Gods you have, my sister can beat one of you to the Nascent Soul stage before the calamity, or make it difficult for you to make even the slightest progress in your cultivation for the rest of your life."

"If we were from the Sword Sect, we would just raise our hands and draw our swords if we encountered this situation. But what about the Thirty-Six Sects? For example, Sect Master Kong, are you willing to be the unlucky one? If you had this kind of spirit, you wouldn't have huddled behind the Sword Sect for so many years. To be honest, the Xuan Sect is just like a turtle, and so are you. You still have to ask me whether you want to take action... Have you ever heard of this saying that a biting dog doesn't bark?"

Kong Xuan took a deep breath and sneered: "Li——"

“Alright, alright, alright—” Li Wuxiang raised his hands and waved them in front of him, thinking for a moment, “It’s my fault, I’m too long-winded. Sect Leader Kong, let me put it more simply, is this okay for you to listen to—”

His face turned cold: "Bitch, get out. Otherwise, when my master has time, I will kill you."

Kong Xuan calmed down in an instant.

This kind of calmness is the kind of calmness that comes from being determined to do something, so in order to achieve that goal you don't care about anything that happens along the way.

But this calmness also made her feel ashamed!
She turned and left with a blank expression and silence.

When she walked about ten steps away, Li Wuxiang turned his gaze to Mou Donglie - he was holding a huge sword, with the sword leaning diagonally against the ground, as if he thought that if he held the sword horizontally in front of him as a guard, he would appear hostile; and if he stuck it vertically into the ground, he would be very worried about his own safety.

Li Wuxiang said in a deep voice: "Master Swordsman, are you not leaving?"

Don't speak immediately -

"I'm leaving!"

——This sentence!

So Mou Donglie was stunned, as if the two words just now did not come from his mouth.

Then he also thought that he should not take a step immediately. But before this thought came to him, he had already taken two steps towards the direction of the courtyard gate. When he took the third step, he finally felt that his mind had completely taken control of his body. He stopped and turned his head: "Master Li, the remains of my sect master——"

Li Wuxiang nodded: "Yes, I was wondering. Do you want me to collect your bodies?"

Mou Donglie walked to Mou Zhenyuan without saying a word, picked him up, and walked away step by step.

When he had walked a hundred steps away, Mei Qiulu said in the house, "You have made a mortal enemy now."

Li Wuxiang turned and walked into the house, smiling sweetly at her: "Too many lice won't itch, too many debts won't worry. Besides, I have you here, Senior Sister, so I have nothing to fear."

Mei Qiulu laughed at his words, but then sighed and shook her head: "I can't beat the Yang God of the Thirty-Six Sects. Although I am a little bit behind, that little difference is the difference between a Yang God and a Yin God... A Yang God is a Yang God. The Juque Sect is stronger than I originally thought. I used 70% of my strength when I attacked Mou Zhenyuan, and I used all my strength when I attacked Kong Xuan."

Li Wuxiang still smiled: "I'm not afraid. Like I said, they don't have the courage. Just like He Dao of Xuanjiao doesn't have the courage to leave the parish - and what about my master? My master is Jiang Jiaozhu, now he has become an immortal and is in Lingshan. He is busy tonight and can't come over."

Mei Qiulu turned to look at him and said, "There's nothing we can do this time. But after what happened this time, don't ever say that Senior Brother Jiang has become an immortal and is your master again."

When she said this, her expression was extremely serious, so serious that Li Wuxiang was stunned and silent for a moment before he said, "Okay, I understand. Since I'm not in the Sword Sect..."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Mei Qiulu shook her head slightly. "This matter, this matter of Senior Brother Jiang, and what you said, once it spreads out, everyone in the cultivation world will know about it, and everyone will be horrified or praise it - have you ever thought about what kind of wish power this is?"

Li Wuxiang was stunned at first, then he was shocked!
He had never thought about it before!

The power of a cultivator's will is different from that of ordinary people, because they have energy in their bodies, so their will is indeed stronger... Then...

"... Senior Sister, then?" Li Wuxiang opened his mouth, "Then... can I convince Master Jiang to live by saying this!?"

Mei Qiulu was silent for a while before she said, "You said that someone sent you a flying sword to help you gain momentum these days, so that you could pretend to be a Nascent Soul. You just told me that you once suspected it was Senior Brother Jiang."

"...Hmm. Senior Sister, I don't want to think that way either. I actually..."

"I can't blame you for thinking that. If I were you, I might think the same."

Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment: "But Master Jiang is not... Didn't you all fail to find his soul? He——"

"Brother Jiang..." Mei Qiulu frowned, as if thinking again and again, and finally said, "He has a special background. You don't want to think so, and no one wants to think so. So after this incident, you should stop saying those things. It's best to reveal the matter and make it clear. If by some chance, with the blessing of this wish, it might be a chance. But that's not a good thing."

She thought for a moment, relaxed her brows, and exhaled, "Don't you have your own plan? As you said, we'll invite the true spirit down at the Great Tribulation Alliance Meeting, and then perhaps the outcome will be clear. Before that, don't worry about it - I'm here, no matter who or what it is, I'll help you take care of it."

(End of this chapter)