MOF Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Snow Buries Blood, Paying the Heavens and Earth with Blood, A Piece of Heaven and Earth, Two Places of Ruins…

Yan Zhan screamed several times, desperately using the Life-Ending Sword to resist Nangong Ci’s spiritual incantation array. However, the result was like an ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating its own strength.

A crisp and heavy sound rang out, and his Life-Ending Sword was actually broken in two.

A mouthful of blood surged from Yan Zhan’s heart to his mouth and sprayed out. The sword’s body was like a person’s heart, with consistent thoughts.

When the sword is there, the person is there; when the sword dies, the person can hardly survive alone.

Yan Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly exerted his power, and a black sword slowly appeared before Nangong Ci’s eyes.

The sword was black all over, but it was a very pure black. It could be seen that it should have been rich in spiritual energy originally. The sword’s master was either an outstanding disciple with a promising future in cultivation, or an enlightened Immortal Lord who had broken throughMisty.

Nangong Ci’s expression stiffened slightly, and his eyes, which were usually unmoved by any disturbance, suddenly became sharp.

“How did you get this sword?”

His gaze swept over the word “Bu Song” (Farewell) on the sword hilt, and there was a faint anger in his eyes.

“How did I get it?” Yan Zhan’s eyes moved, as if recalling, “Ah, I remember. To be honest, I picked up this sword near your Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion. I don’t know which disciple’s spiritual sword it is, but it’s quite handy to use.” He drew the sword from its sheath and wielded it skillfully a couple of times.

“Bu Song” had been contaminated with some evil energy through other people’s hands, and its original clear light had become somewhat turbid.

Nangong Ci looked at Yan Zhan, said no more, and with a wave of Azurefall, slashed through the air.

The black as ink precious sword had faint red cloud wave patterns glowing on it.

The jade-white spiritual sword had azure wandering within it, with cold light piled up.

As soon as the two peerless precious swords came out, black and white rays of light broke through the sky above the Sun and Moon Spirit Platform.

The sky gradually brightened. Perhaps because the sound of the fighting was too frightening, the residents nearby who should have gotten up early to set up their stalls did not open their doors.

The battle between Gu Ziyan and Bai Zhe was particularly fierce, but anyone with discerning eyes could see that he had the upper hand, and other disciples had also come to help. For a time, Bai Zhe was in a difficult situation.

The spiritual power he had absorbed from Bai Cheng had almost all been contributed to the Yin-Yang Ink, and he himself was only a jade stone spirit who had cultivated for a little over a hundred years. It was already very difficult to deal with Gu Ziyan, who came from an Immortal Sect and studied diligently, let alone fight against many enemies at once.

Suddenly, Bai Zhe’s gaze swept across Gu Huanzhi, who was not far away, finding an open space to adjust his spiritual power. With a ruthless heart, he used all his spiritual power to draw a giant python. This giant python was twice as large as the previous one, and its length was even more astonishing.

As soon as the giant python appeared, it bit straight at Gu Ziyan. If ordinary people saw a python walking in the snow, they would probably be so frightened that they would faint on the spot.

Gu Ziyan condensed his spiritual power, and a shield-shaped barrier formed in front of him, waiting for the giant python to come over and give it a fatal blow.

Who knew that the giant python, just as it was about to hit the shield-shaped barrier, suddenly turned its head and went towards Gu Huanzhi, who was completely unprepared.

“A Xuan! Dodge!”

Gu Huanzhi closed his eyes and circulated his spiritual power. He had just exhaled a ball of turbid air accumulated in his chest when he heard Gu Ziyan’s reminder. His eyes had not yet had time to open when he felt a surge of evil energy coming towards him, and then he heard a “poof” sound. Whose sword had pierced whose body?

The imagined heavy blow did not come.

Gu Huanzhi opened his eyes and saw a giant python hanging in the air above his head. His eyes widened, and he immediately flew up and away from the giant python.

The sound of the sword blade entering flesh just now was because Gu Ziyan had tried his best to stab Bai Zhe, causing the giant python to interrupt its attack. He himself was also shaken by the baleful aura surrounding the giant python.

The Immortal Sect people wore spiritual swords, and when they stabbed into the bodies of demons and goblins, the spiritual energy entered the body and wantonly rampaged and destroyed it from within.

Cracks like jade stones appeared on Bai Zhe’s handsome and flawless face. The spiritual power that was about to run out could not support the demon drawn by the Yin-Yang Ink to continue maintaining its form. He felt the changes on his face, and grabbed it, only to feel a piece of uneven skin. His face darkened, and the hand on his face trembled faintly.

The place where the sword had pierced was emitting coldness, but the temperature in his body was getting higher and higher. It was as if a fire was burning more and more fiercely, burning all the internal organs in his abdomen to ashes.

“No.” Bai Zhe’s tone was still calm, and the words he said seemed to be comforting himself, “This little injury can’t hurt me at all.” He picked up the Yin-Yang Ink again and drew a woman’s figure.

Gu Huanzhi felt the spiritual incantation in his sleeve, where Bai Cheng’s soul wasSend to release, restless. He quickly grabbed the spiritual incantation to suppress Bai Zhe’s forced summoning of Bai Cheng.

Gu Ziyan and the surrounding disciples swarmed up, and several spiritual swords stabbed into him. Bai Zhe was submerged among them.

With a heartbreaking scream, a beam of light emitted from the crowd. Then, a piece of jade stone fell on the ground covered with a layer of thin snow and shattered into several pieces.

The spiritual incantation in Gu Huanzhi’s hand suddenly vibrated, and then calmed down.

In the open space of Changming Street, two figures, one black and one white, were fighting fiercely. Gu Ziyan was about to go to help when he saw the white figure stab the black shadow with his sword.

Nangong Ci turned his wrist, and as Azurefall was pulled out, blood was spilled out, but not a drop of it touched his white clothes.

Yan Zhan grinned, revealing a mouth full of bloody red. He took a step back to steady himself, shouted, and the Life-Ending Sword vibrated, emitting a series of sword sounds. The snowflakes in the sky were awed by that power, and floated slowly in the air as if they were still.

Nangong Ci shook his spiritual sword, and blood beads rolled down. Droplets fell on the snow-covered ground, like red plums in the snow, blooming in competition.

Azurefall caught the first blow from “Bu Song”, not giving it a chance to swing the second sword.

The blade, which cut iron like mud,Skip by Yan Zhan’s neck, and a pillar of blood flew out. Blood beads scattered likeBeads,Provoke Yan Zhan’s pair of dark eyes, reflecting the grief and despair in the depths of his eyes.

He desperatelyCover the wound, until his entire hand was quickly stained red, he finally had to drop “Bu Song”, and instead used both hands to tightly hold down his adam’s apple.

The blood flowed endlessly, and soon, the snow was soaked red.

The blood slowly flowed to the other side, and on the opposite side, Hua Jieyu’s body was cold, and her death was exactly the same as Yan Zhan’s.

In a piece of heaven and earth, two places of remnant red fell.

“A Xuan!” Gu Ziyan rushed to the wounded Gu Huanzhi’s side and asked with concern, “Where are you injured?”

“Golden Core.” Gu Huanzhi’s face did not look good, “Second Brother, my Golden Core is damaged, I’m afraid I need to recuperate for a while.”

Nangong Ci’s gaze turned to the direction Xie Yiling left, and said, “I’ll leave this to you, I’ll take a step first.”

He picked up “Bu Song” on the ground, his eyes filled with nostalgic tenderness, and took it in his hand.

Before Gu Huanzhi and the others could speak, the snow-white immortal robe quickly disappeared into the night.

*

Xie Yiling closely followed Wen Liangchen and came to acliff. He looked at Wen Liangchen, who had stopped at the edge of the cliff, stopped chasing, and said to him, “Wen Liangchen, you have nowhere to escape.”

“Escape?” Wen Liangchen was amused by this word, and a shallow sneer appeared on his face.

“If I wanted to escape, I wouldn’t have set foot on this path from the beginning.”

“Set foot on this path?” Xie Yiling asked him, “Is it because you desire longevity?”

Wen Liangchen asked back, “Guess?”

Xie Yiling shook his head again and said, “If you desire longevity, no matter what kind of life you live in the Wen Residence, no matter what kind of treatment you receive, you are still the eldest son of the Wen Residence. It shouldn’t be too difficult to send you to the Immortal Sect to cultivate. But if you don’t desire longevity, why do you use all means to seek the art of rebirth?”

“Hahahahaha!” Wen Liangchen nodded, “Not bad, I don’t desire longevity, and I don’t care about cultivating and becoming an immortal. You should understand that what I want is the art of rebirth that can bring people back from the dead!”

These words were the same as what Hua Jieyu had said, and Xie Yiling couldn’t help but frown, “Who do you want to bring back from the dead? Could it be that you and Hua Jieyu are for the same person?”

Wen Liangchen did not intend to answer. He said, “Stop dawdling, Xie Yiling. Since you are unwilling to become a sword in my hand, then let my sword end you!”

Wen Liangchen’s sword had a baleful aura on it. Without being unsheathed, it couldShocked people back three meters.

Xie Yiling summoned his spiritual incantation and arranged it into an array.

The red light illuminated the blurry surroundings of thecliff. The fierce wind howled, and ordinary people would be blown off the cliff if they were not careful.

The power of the spiritual array collided with Wen Liangchen’s baleful aura. Neither of them was willing to show weakness. People with a little cultivation could vaguely see the red spiritual waves and black-green spiritual waves gradually expanding in the air.

In the bone-chilling winter morning, Xie Yiling was sweating profusely. He bit his index finger and drew a blood curse.

“Heaven and Earth are harmonious, theCurse has a spirit, break!”

Wen Liangchen gritted his teeth and endured the heavy blow of the spiritual array. His figure was as fast as a ghost, and he instantly approached Xie Yiling. But he was pressed down by the spiritual array, making him feel as if he was carrying a giant mountain on his back, unable to straighten his waist.

Xie Yiling sent a spiritual force, which turned into several blades.

Who knew that Wen Liangchen in the spiritual array suddenly grew dense Yin Butterflies all over his body. Those Yin Butterflies carried flames and formed a fire person with him.

Wen Liangchen, who was burning with raging fire all over his body, ignored the pain brought by Xie Yiling’s spiritual array. After forcibly breaking through the array, his body was covered with horrifying scars.

His clothes were torn into several large pieces, and the skin inside was gradually blackened by the fire, but he didn’t care at all.

“Xie Yiling,” Wen Liangchen’s eyes were like those of a hunting poisonous snake. He looked at Xie Yiling’s abdomen, “As long as I let my soul enter your body and become the new controller, and your spiritual weapon in your body is used by me, the art of rebirth can be realized soon!”

He flashed to Xie Yiling’s eyes, grabbed his hands, raised his hand and kicked the person away.

Xie Yiling’s five internal organs were stirred up for a while, and his stomach churned. Before landing, Wen Liangchen grabbed his collar again and lifted him up.

Xie Yiling hit Wen Liangchen with a palm, but found that he did not move at all, and the strength in his hand suddenly increased several times, and then he slammed him on the ground!

This fall made Xie Yiling see stars. The Wen Liangchen in front of him became more and more blurred, and the other party’s soul began to leave his body, trying to enter Xie Yiling’s body and squeeze out his soul.

“Xie Ci!”

Nangong Ci’s shout came from a distance, “Catch it!” He said, “Bu Song! Your sword!”

Xie Yiling’s soul shook.

Nangong Ci had sent him “Bu Song”!

The black sword cut through the night sky like lightning and accurately fell into Xie Yiling’s hands.

The familiar touch made the memory sealed in Xie Yiling’s mind reappear. He struggled to break free from Wen Liangchen’s shackles and slashed with his sword, and half of the cliff behind him wasBoom broken.

The seizure of another person’s flesh//body was forced to be interrupted. Wen Liangchen stabilized his mind and scanned Xie Yiling and “Bu Song” with his eyes, “This is actually your sword.”

Xie Yiling regained his sword, as if he had divine help. He used the Southern Return Immortal Technique and fought with Wen Liangchen.

Behind him, Nangong Ci was also about to arrive.

Victory or defeat was only a matter of time.

In just an instant, the idea of dying together took root in Wen Liangchen’s heart. The moment the evil thoughts arose in his heart, it was like a spark falling into dry grass, instantly burning away his reason. Wen Liangchen’s movements were slow for a moment. Xie Yiling saw the opportunity and grabbed it, and stabbed him with his sword, but it only grazed Wen Liangchen’s waist!

But Wen Liangchen tried his best to strike Xie Yiling’s right chest with a palm. In an instant, he turned his palm into a claw and pierced through Xie Yiling’s chest, his hands full of blood.

“Xie Ci!!!”

Nangong Ci’s always calm expression shattered when he saw this scene. His eyes widened as he watched Xie Yiling fall in front of him for the second time.

Azurefall fell from his hand, and the snow-white immortal robe gradually blended with the flying snow in the increasingly thick night.

Xie Yiling used his last strength to clench “Bu Song” and stabbed it into Wen Liangchen’s back!

Before the Yin Fire wasInduce to to him, he let go of “Bu Song”.

Xie Yiling only felt that the place where he was pierced was extremely cold. His teeth began to chatter, and his eyes were bright, but he could not see anything clearly.

Before falling down, he knew in his heart that he would not hit the cold, hard ground.

Nangong Ci, who had arrived in time, caught him firmly from behind.

With this sword, Wen Liangchen lost all his mana. Soon, he was swallowed by Yin Fire all over his body. He walked towards Xie Yiling with unsteady steps, unwilling to give up. A faint cyan light flowed from his hand, like a cyan snake, trying toEntangled Xie Yiling.

Nangong Ci waved his hand and completely crushed Wen Liangchen’s last chance. As Wen Liangchen’s body was burned to ashes by the Yin Fire, Gu Ziyan led his disciples and finally arrived here.

In the snow, Nangong Ci held Xie Yiling in his arms and continuously transported spiritual power into his body. He did not say a word, as if he had not noticed the arrival of Gu Ziyan and the others, or rather, he did not care.

A disciple found the sword that had fallen beside Wen Liangchen, who had turned into a pile of scorched corpses, and noticed something was wrong. After explaining it to Gu Ziyan, he stepped forward and picked it up.

There was no doubt that the sword was a good one. The disciple tried to draw the sword, but found that he could not draw it out. He looked closely and saw that a spiritual stone wasFilled on the hilt of the sword, firmly sealing the sword.

Gu Ziyan took the sword, somewhat puzzled, but was not interested in the reason why Wen Liangchen wanted to seal the sword. He threw the sword to the disciple and said, “Go back and throw it into the furnace to be incinerated.”

Xie Yiling’s hands were getting colder and colder. He touched Nangong Ci’s wrist, feeling that the blood in his body was flowing out faster and faster, but a warm current came in and protected his heart.

He gently scratched Nangong Ci’s wrist with his finger.

Nangong Ci’s action of transporting spiritual power to him did not stop, but his expression changed. He knew what Xie Yiling wanted to express. On his wrist was the ghost contract that they had made, sharing their lives.

Nangong Ci’s expression was colder than the white snow flying all over the sky. He said in a deep voice, “You will not die.”

Xie Yiling twitched the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile pretentiously, but failed because of the severe pain in his chest, “I’m not, that’s not what I meant…”

He exhaled with difficulty, “I just, I’m still a little guilty…”

“I don’t want… to implicate you, Nangong Ci, I don’t want to…”

Xie Yiling’s eyes began toDispersed, and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, but Nangong Ci heard clearly and understood the meaning in his words.

Not only this time, but also last time, he didn’t want to implicate you.

Not abandoning you, not leaving you, just not wanting to implicate you.

“If I was afraid of being implicated by you,” Nangong CiRunning spirit and began toUrge his Golden Core, “I should have stayed away from you from the first time I saw you.”

The Golden Core came out of his body, and Gu Ziyan and others were stunned. He opened his mouth to persuade him, but closed his mouth after seeing Nangong Ci’s firm gaze that would not be changed by anyone or anything.

The snow fell faster and faster, and everyone’s heads were covered with snow.

Xie Yiling’s dark long eyelashes trembled, shaking off a few snowflakes. Black and white were clearly distinguished.

He leaned in Nangong Ci’s arms, one side was the bone-chilling night, and the other side was a warm embrace. In the mixture of cold and heat, his consciousness gradually blurred.

Some memories that did not belong to him slowly entered his mind.

Xie Yiling knew that those were Nangong Ci’s memories. Because of sharing a life, he had all of Nangong Ci’s memories after he met him.