MOF Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Fighting the Rain Flower Goddess at Rain Flower Terrace – One Sword Across, Facing Ten Thousand Enemies…

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the people on the stage gradually turning strange, Xie Yiling thought, “That little imp A Si really has some skills. At this rate, subduing this Rain Flower Goddess will be a piece of cake.”

Thinking this in his heart, he still didn’t see Nangong Ci and Gu Huanzhi make any moves, and couldn’t help but feel suspicious. So, he took the opportunity to slip into the crowd to see what was going on.

He saw Nangong Ci and Gu Huanzhi facing a woman with their swords drawn. Judging by her appearance, she should be the Rain Flower Goddess.

Xie Yiling stepped forward to take a closer look. Although Nangong Ci’s eyes were open, they were unfocused, as if his soul had left his body.

Looking at Gu Huanzhi next to him, he was the same.

“A Si,” Xie Yiling hurriedly turned back and asked, “What kind of thing did you use?”

A Si peeked half his body out from behind the tripod: “I can create dreams, of course, I’m making them all dream!”

Xie Yiling said helplessly, “Does your method not distinguish between friend and foe?”

A Si probably understood that his magic was a bit useless, scratched his cheek, and shyly reminded him: “Brother Xie Ci, if you stay there a little longer, you’ll dream too.”

Xie Yiling certainly couldn’t dream at this time, because all the surrounding people suddenly moved and slowly surrounded him.

Perhaps because they lacked Hua Jieyu’s control, their actions were stiff and strange everywhere.

He suddenly remembered what the woman had said before, that because he had taken the Ning Dan Wan, he was extremely attractive to these Yin creatures. But he didn’t expect the power to be so great that it could allow this group of people to attack others autonomously without the Rain Flower Goddess’s manipulation.

And although these people were people to the Rain Flower Goddess, to A Si, they were just a group of puppets, so naturally they were not controlled by nightmares. The stillness just now was just the maladjustment of temporarily breaking away from the control.

Fortunately, his spiritual power had recovered a bit at this time, and it was more than enough to deal with this kind of empty shell as thin as yellow paper.

Xie Yiling quickly turned around, and with a burst of spiritual power, three or four puppets turned into powder.

A Si hid in the distance and cheered for him: “Brother Xie Ci, well done! Keep going!”

He turned around, raised his eyebrows at A Si, and said, “Watch carefully!” After saying that, he gathered his energy, and the spiritual power gathered at his fingertips was abundant.

Even after many years, he privately thought that he had forgotten many of the immortal techniques he had cultivated, but he never thought that when needed, all kinds of techniques were already familiar to his heart and naturally used.

Mortals who cultivate the Dao must have spiritual consciousness in order to comprehend the secret arts of the immortal sect, gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon to assist in cultivation.

Half-immortals who cultivate the Dao must have spiritual roots, open their roots and transform their wisdom, and naturally receive the essence of all things, and then cultivate, which is even more rewarding for the immortal Dao, and a wonderful understanding.

The former requires effort, and the latter requires talent. Xie Yiling belongs to the latter.

Just as he was fighting comfortably and forgetting himself, a sword light slashed across Xie Yiling’s shoulder.

He looked back and found that the purple mist had gradually dissipated, and Nangong Ci, who was originally trapped in a dream, had woken up. This sword light was exactly what he had struck.

The people behind him who wanted to sneak attack Xie Yiling were scattered into ashes. He hurriedly stopped his movements, and regardless of whether Nangong Ci saw his current actions, he turned and ran towards him, not forgetting to shout in his mouth: “Master, help!”

Nangong Ci’s mind still retained the image of Xie Yiling’s every move being smooth and flowing. Seeing him running closer, he unconsciously tightened his grip on Azurefall.

“Master!” Xie Yiling ran desperately, his breathing became rapid, and tears welled up in his eyes. He patted his chest, and began to complain with lingering fear, “This group of people suddenly attacked me just now, it really scared me to death! Fortunately, I took the Ning Dan Wan you gave me and dealt with it by imitating it.”

Just as he said the word “It’s okay,” Nangong Ci suddenly pulled him over with force and turned to block in front of him.

A force attacking from behind hit Nangong Ci’s back, and even passed through Nangong Ci’s body, shaking Xie Yiling along with it.

A Si shouted from behind: “Brother Xie Ci, run! I can’t control them anymore!”

Xie Yiling was worried about Nangong Ci’s injury, and quickly said to him, “A Si, hide!”

A Si was obviously frightened, nodded quickly, and retreated in a panic.

“Master, Master!” Xie Yiling supported the injured Nangong Ci, and seeing that his face was pale and cold sweat was beginning to break out on his forehead, he was so anxious that he couldn’t speak. He kicked Gu Huanzhi, who was about to wake up, awake, “Third Young Master Gu, wake up!”

Gu Huanzhi woke up suddenly, gripped Frost Guest defensively, and looked around: “What happened?”

Xie Yiling’s tone was urgent: “My Master is injured.”

“These injuries are not a hindrance to me,” Nangong Ci looked at him, “It’s good that it wasn’t you who was injured, otherwise…” He grunted and didn’t continue.

No one knew that in the instant he saw the red ribbon hitting Xie Yiling, Nangong Ci’s entire heart was lifted up, and he didn’t think about anything and blocked it for him.

These injuries were indeed nothing to him, but if they hit Xie Yiling, it would be really hard to say, fortunately he blocked it.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Nangong Ci’s unfinished words were just a sigh for protecting his disciple, such as Gu Huanzhi.

His eyes were full of envy, thinking, “Should I find a Master myself later?”

But these words fell into Xie Yiling’s ears, and the meaning was completely different.

The “otherwise” that Nangong Ci didn’t say kept echoing in his mind.

Otherwise what? Why didn’t he continue? The scene in front of him was a bit familiar, as if it had happened a long time ago, but Xie Yiling didn’t have time to recall it now. He also knew that he couldn’t ask, so he could only silently raise his hand and wipe the cold sweat from Nangong Ci’s forehead.

This action was nothing to him, but it stunned Gu Huanzhi not far away. He didn’t expect Xie Yiling to be so bold – that was Fufeng Daoren!

His whole body shuddered, and his understanding of the affection between master and disciple rose to another level.

Nangong Ci’s eyes softened a little, and he turned his head to see Hua Jieyu, restoring that cold and detached look: “Since you don’t know how to repent, then don’t blame me for being merciless.”

The previous blow seemed to have exhausted all of Hua Jieyu’s energy. Seeing Xie Yiling, a crazy light instantly lit up in her eyes.

“Who is this person?” Hua Jieyu laughed, and her beautiful face showed some hideous cruelty. “He actually has three Repentance Bones on his body, a rare sacrifice!”

Her words did not conceal her killing intent towards Xie Yiling, making Nangong Ci’s face even colder. He flipped his wrist, raised Azurefall, and said, “Then it depends on whether you have the ability.” After saying that, he flew away with Azurefall in his hand, and the two immediately fought.

Qingqing white clothes like a wild crane standing in the wind, spreading its wings and striking. Hua Jieyu retreated again and again, like a beast trapped in a fight, obviously lacking spiritual power.

One sword across, facing ten thousand enemies.

The light of swords and shadows moved as fast as the wind, and the red ribbon flew and shot shadows, every move fatal and every move was dodged by the opponent. Finally, Azurefall circled around Hua Jieyu’s slender neck and finally rested on her shoulder.

Gu Huanzhi quickly stepped forward to help control Hua Jieyu, but as soon as he moved, the surrounding puppets immediately surrounded him, trying to rescue their Rain Flower Goddess.

Seeing Gu Huanzhi coming over, Nangong Ci took away Azurefall, signaling him to control Hua Jieyu, turned around, raised his hand, and waved Azurefall towards the people. The abundant spiritual energy of the spiritual sword scattered all the remaining puppets into powder all over the ground.

At this time, Gu Huanzhi let out a painful cry: “Fufeng Daoren—”

Xie Yiling immediately turned around to look, only to see Hua Jieyu’s body engulfed in black mist and turned into a golden wire puppet. Gu Huanzhi fell to the ground, his face as yellow as earth, unable to hide his pain.

He was shocked, this Rain Flower Goddess was actually disguised by puppet art!

Nangong Ci flew away in a hurry, and the golden wire puppet turned around and fought him.

Xie Yiling looked at the moves from the side, and suddenly felt a bit familiar. When he wanted to take a closer look, the person manipulating the golden wire puppet seemed to have noticed something and changed to another fighting style, every move insidious and vicious, with great force.

The mastermind is nearby!

Xie Yiling’s eyes immediately swept around from near to far. At this time, except for the fire on the Rain Flower Terrace, everything nearby was blurred and unclear, and he couldn’t see any suspicious people.

Gu Huanzhi on the ground coughed twice, and dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Xie Yiling was taken aback and quickly squatted down to check his condition. His brows tightened, he grabbed Gu Huanzhi’s hand and took a look, his fingers were black, and his ten fingers were already black and purple.

This is poisoned by… Three Severance Gu?!

The golden wire puppet was not Nangong Ci’s opponent, but unfortunately, Nangong Ci had blocked it for Xie Yiling before and was seriously injured. Moreover, the Dao techniques practiced by the person manipulating the puppet were not from a formal sect, and they were so unpredictable that it was difficult to grasp for a while.

The puppet took the opportunity to wave its arms, and white smoke suddenly rose from the ground, blinding people’s eyes. When the dust dissipated, it was gone.

Nangong Ci walked over while suppressing two light coughs and asked, “How is Third Young Master Gu?”

Xie Yiling’s tone was not relaxed: “Master, Junior Brother Gu seems to be poisoned.”

Nangong Ci’s eyes suddenly blurred, and his steps were a little shaky. Xie Yiling quickly went to help him.

Without waiting for him to ask, Nangong Ci said, “Don’t worry, it’s just that the spiritual energy is a little chaotic. After I go back, I can adjust my breathing properly.”

After saying that, he looked down at Gu Huanzhi and asserted, “It’s Three Severance Gu.”

The “Record of Strange Contracts” records: “Three Severance Gu, sever the limbs, sever the five senses, sever the six senses. Those who are poisoned by this Gu cannot move their limbs, cannot distinguish their five senses, and cannot recognize their six senses, like a living dead person. The Gu worms in the body absorb the host’s spiritual power, and after three or four days, when the spiritual power is exhausted, they turn into ashes and bones. You must have He Gui Root enter the water and boil the juice to drink it before you canDetach this poison.”

Xie Yiling worriedly said: “Master, what is Three Severance Gu? Will Junior Brother Gu’s life be in danger?”

After asking this slightly idiotic question, he couldn’t help but secretly despise himself.

Gu Huanzhi’s face on the ground was already bad. If his chest was not still rising and falling, he would be no different from a dead person who had just died. Anyone with a little insight would not ask this question.

“There are still three days, there is still time.” Nangong Ci gave him a reassuring look, “This Three Severance Gu needs He Gui Root to solve it, but He Gui Root grows in deep mountains and giant forests, I’m afraid it will take some effort.”

Deep mountains? Xie Yiling suddenly thought of A Si. As one of the five ghosts, A Si lives in the mountains all year round, and asking him to find medicine might be possible. In addition, he had another thing he wanted A Si to do as well.

Thinking of this, Xie Yiling blushed and pointed to A Si and asked, “Master, can that little ghost help us find it?”

Nangong Ci nodded without thinking too much.

So Xie Yiling beckoned and shouted to A Si, who was lying on the ground, covering his ears with his hands: “A Si, come here!”

After calling several times, A Si raised his small face and looked at the two of them resentfully.