Another place in the Emei mountains.

Two swords, one purple and one green, hung high in the air, gathered together, with a bright light, and the endless sword intent rushed towards the surroundings like a wave.

The gravel on the ground and the nearby woods were trembling lightly because of this sword intent.

The ones who controlled these two swords were Ye Lanxue and Ren Ziying standing in the wind.

Ye Lanxue was wearing a sky blue gown, her skin was as creamy as orchid, and under her long eyelashes were beautiful eyes.

Her beautiful face seemed to have no expression, and was cold, like the orchid in the deep valley, the plum blossoms in the snow, her eyes were serious, and her fair and tender white firmly pinched the sword technique and controlled the Ziying sword.

Ren Ziying was wearing a light green long gown, her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains, and her eyes were like two clear springs in the forest, clear and agile.

Her expression was much richer than her senior sister Ye Lanxue. Because the combination of two swords was difficult to control, her black eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, her small and charming nose was lifted unconsciously, and her beard teeth were gently biting her lower lip.

Her fair little hand was also pinching the sword technique like Ye Lanxue, but it was a little trembling.

After all, she and Ye Lanxue have been practicing for nearly a day without sleep. She doesn't know how much Ye Lanxue's magic power is left, and her own magic power is about to come to an end.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sword sounded by, and the purple and green swords turned into a ray of light, like a thunder falling from the nine heavens piercing the sky and passing by a mountain.

The next moment, a rumbling sound rang out, and the mountain peak that was passing by with sword light suddenly collapsed to one side.

The purple-green swords flew back and hung high in front of Ye Lanxue and Ren Ziying.

Ren Ziying finally couldn't help but say, "Senior sister, I'm so tired, let's take a break."

"Okay." Ye Lanxue had no objection after hearing this. With a sword technique, the Ziying sword turned into a purple light and returned to the sheath.

Ren Ziying also returned the Qingshou sword to the sheath and fell downwards.

She landed accurately on a large bluestone, put the green rope sword aside, folded her slender and round thighs together, and hugged her chest.

Ye Lanxue also landed on another smooth bluestone next to her, sat cross-legged, and placed the Ziying sword on her thighs.

Her eyelashes moved slightly, her eyes closed, and while she was restoring her magic power, she was reviewing her shortcomings in her practice just now.

Ren Ziying suddenly grabbed a dogtail grass on the ground and whipped her boots casually. While whipping, she pouted her cherry lips and complained to Ye Lanxue:

"Senior sister, I'm so exhausted when practicing so day and night every day..."

She didn't care whether Ye Lanxue responded or not and continued:

“How great would it be if we had been a few decades earlier!

"In those decades, we only had to spend a little time every day to practice the combination of purple and green swords. Then what is Pudu Cihang and what is the old monster Youquan, we have long been killed!"

Then, she thought to herself that if she had been born decades ago and now she was an elder in Emei, she would probably not have met Li Fengning.

"Oh!" The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. It was this sudden old monster Youquan that made her unable to get out. She really wanted to go to Jinhua City to see how Li Fengning is doing now, and now she will become a master of carving.

"Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister Ren, are you lazy?"

While Ren Ziying was thinking about it, a female disciple from Emei flew down from the sky with her sword.

When Ye Lanxue heard this, her eyelashes moved slightly, she opened her eyes and smiled slightly at the female disciple.

As the most talented disciple of this generation, she has no high self-esteem and has always been equal to others.

Because of this, although most Emei disciples feel that she is cold-hearted, they do not think she is arrogant.

"What did you say? Come and see how to fight!" Ren Ziying snorted and said with a smile.

The female disciple of Emei landed and said, "Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister Ren, have you heard that the demon monk Pudu Cihang has been removed?"

When Ye Lanxue and Ren Ziying heard Pudu Cihang, they both remembered the experience in Jinhua City.

After hearing the news, Ye Lanxue's cold face showed a look of attention.

"Get rid of it?" Ren Ziying's eyes widened, her cherry lips slightly opened, and she hugged her thighs even tighter: "No senior or peer monk was injured, right?"

She thought that when she was in Jinhua City, facing the evil cultivator and the eighteen centipedes under Pudu Cihang's seat, all of them were almost wiped out. Now Pudu Cihang has been eliminated, and the people who besieged this demon monk may be damaged.

"How can I know this?" said the female disciple of Emei: "It is said that the news was sent back by Master Changchun. He is about to come back. You can ask him then."

Uncle Changchun... When Ren Ziying heard these four words, he thought of another person.

...

The day after joining the banquet, Fu Tianchou and his servants were preparing to go north, while Zuo Qianhu and Ning Caichen followed.

Originally, after this incident, Fu Tianchou's team added two new confidants, one literary and one martial, and he should be very happy.

But when I think of my two filial daughters who have always been abnormal and suddenly abandoned my old father, I became indifferent to the mood.

"Dad, the journey is smooth!"

Before Fu Tianchou set out, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi, the beautiful sisters, were saying goodbye to him.

Out of the etiquette that has been followed for decades, at this time, he should reply a corresponding blessing, such as "to succeed in practicing Taoism", or something, but he is like a thorn in his throat and cannot say anything.

...

The fifth day after joining the banquet was the day when Li Fengning and the Taoist Changchun agreed to go to Emei together.

Yan Chixia said goodbye first, saying that she had something else to do, and left a messaging talisman for the Taoist Changchun, saying that he and Emei had a passion for incense after all, and if the Youquan Blood Demon came out of seclusion, he would definitely go to help.

And he promised that with his magical powers of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, he could arrive quickly, so that the Taoist Changchun did not have to worry.

The little monk Baiyun also said goodbye to everyone, saying that he was going back to find the master, and said that he would inform the master of Emei Youquan Blood Demon.

Li Fengning glanced at the people who went to Emei, including the Taoist Changchun, the monk Kongxiang, Zhiqiu Yiye and several junior monks, and of course, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi.

All monks cast spells and flew towards Emei.

The two mortals, Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi, are temporarily led by the Taoist Changchun.

Because these monks' flight speed was too slow, Li Fengning asked the accompanying white fox to cast spells and fly slowly with him in order not to fall behind.

And I sat on the gray air of the little white fox and spoke to the Taoist Changchun: "Master Changchun, I don't know if you can teach me a magic spell to search souls."

The beard of the Changchun Taoist was blown away by the wind. While pulling it off, he said, "This spell is mostly used by evil cultivators, and few decent monks are willing to practice this.
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