Chapter 118: The Body of Water Spirit
Ding Yan stood up and walked towards the two of them. As he passed by Knife Crazy Laughter, he casually pointed a finger at him, and a stream of green yuan force flowed out from his fingertips into his body. The original sword wound was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye under the effect of the green yuan force.
The reason he made his move was that in this person called Kage no Jitsuryokusha, he felt a familiar aura.
Fang Yu Yao's aura.
"You're an immortal!" The young man holding the bell looked terrified.
An inferior magic tool was crushed by his opponent's bare hands, this kind of strength, even his master Qinghe Shangren might not be able to achieve.
"Aren't you afraid of offending my master Qinghe Shangren?" The young swordsman asked defiantly.
"Get lost." Ding Yan glanced at the two of them, waved his sleeve, and a terrifying yuan force like a tsunami swept up the two of them, destroying dozens of houses before disappearing into the distance. For people like this, Ding Yan couldn't even be bothered to say another word.
The knife-wielding maniac stood motionless on the spot with a silly grin.
The two arch-enemies who were fighting for their lives just a moment ago now looked like ants in front of the person before them. They didn't even have the strength to fight back, and were simply swatted away by the other party's sleeve, their fate unknown.
Is this the power of a loose immortal?
In the heart of Knife Crazy Laughter, only this one sentence was left. In his mind, Ding Yan's simple wave of hand that time kept repeating. A strange and inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, a sign of breakthrough in cultivation.
"Good insight." Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and at a glance, he saw that this person was now in a state of enlightenment. However, thinking back to what the young man holding the bell had said earlier, Knife Crazy Laughter had cultivated himself to the 11th layer of Qi, such an achievement, without extremely strong talent and insight, it would be absolutely impossible.
It wasn't until Knife Crazy Laughter snapped back to reality that Ding Yan finally spoke up.
"Has your cultivation broken through?"
Diao Kuang laughed maniacally, his eyes slightly dazed, before suddenly remembering that the person in front of him was the one who had just pulled him back from the brink of life and death. He hastily bowed and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life."
Ding Yan raised his hand, stopping the knife's wild laughter, and said, "Although I suppressed the sword wound, the sword energy has already injured your internal organs, leaving a hidden injury. You need to rest for three days to recover. As for the Fang family's matter, I will handle it. You focus on recovering from your injuries."
"Who are you?" The knife-wielding man laughed and furrowed his brow.
He was originally a straightforward person. If it weren't for this person saving him before, he would probably suspect that this person is in cahoots with those people from before.
Ding Yan shook his head and tossed him a token.
He turned around and took one last step before disappearing at the end of the street...
One step away, walk out of this city, so divine, comparable to the Taoist supreme divine power, shrinking the earth into an inch.
The token was only the size of a palm, slightly heavy in hand, with three large characters written in ancient script at its center - Lotus Valley. Looking at the token, Knife Crazy suddenly remembered the words of that old slave from the Fang family. "Go to Lotus Valley and find an elder named Ding, he is Miss's former senior fellow apprentice, a loose immortal, only he would be willing to re-enter the mortal world for Miss."
"He is Ding Changlao..." Knife Crazy smiled and muttered.
After leaving the city, Ding Yan stepped on the thundercloud step and walked towards the location of the Fang family. As he walked, it seemed slow, but every time he took a step, the scene around him would change slightly, as if he had moved instantly.
The location of Fang's residence was told by Fang Yu Yao when he first entered the mortal world, so Ding Yan didn't need to ask anyone.
A fleeting image flashed through his mind.
Maybe I should go see my junior sister...
Lost in thought.
As for Fang Yu Yao, he wasn't clear about his own feelings either, it was as if he missed her, remembered her, and also seemed to be the reincarnation of that person from his past life.
......
The Fang family has a transcendent status in the state of Chu, even when Zhao was destroyed, no one dared to disturb this place, just because there is a fairy master.
Fang Yu Yao returned to the mortal realm twenty years ago.
Twenty years have left no mark on her face, she remains as lovely as ever.
A white dress, sitting alone in the courtyard, slender fingers gently stroking, the sound of the zither lingering.
She, who was already tired of the struggles in the cultivation world, returned to the mortal realm, just to find a piece of pure land. However, where is the pure land in the human world? The cultivation world is like this, and the mortal realm is also like this, wherever there are people, there will be disputes. If you want to seek pure land, it's probably only possible to ascend to the immortal realm and become a revered immortal.
The old melody stopped, and a hint of worry flashed across her eyebrows.
Bang, bang, bang.
"Miss, those people are here again..." An old man wearing a coarse linen robe stood outside the yard, his eyes full of anger.
Fang Yu Yao's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Miss, Knife Crazy Laughter has been gone for ten days and there is still no news. I'm afraid it's more bad than good." the old man said.
A hint of melancholy flashed across Fang Yu Yao's eyes.
The dagger laughed at her knowingly, although it was an old man's order, but she also knew.
Maybe she also wants to see him in her heart.
"Fu Bo, let's go." Fang Yu Yao put away the guqin and stood up.
White clothes like snow, cold and elegant like a fairy from the Moon Palace.
"Miss, absolutely not." Fu Bo said urgently "Among those people, there is a loose immortal, a loose immortal, that is an existence that has passed through the mortal tribulation and transformed its physical body into a loose immortal body. Miss, your cultivation has also made progress, but it's absolutely no match for that person."
Fang Yu Yao shook her head and walked past the old man, heading towards the outskirts of the village.
Outside Fang's house, a large group of ruffians were shouting loudly with their voices raised.
"The little girl from the Fang family, if Master Yu has taken a liking to you, it's your good fortune. You should hurry up and come out to serve Master Yu. Don't think that hiding in this broken house will make Master Yu unable to do anything to you? Let me tell you, Master Yu is only being gentle with you..."
"Let me tell you, if you don't come out now, Yu Shangxian will enjoy you first, and then the few of us will continue to enjoy... Hehe, the skin and flesh of a fairy master, I wonder if it's more tender than those goods in the kiln."
"The young lady of the Fang family said to Shang Xian, 'As long as you're willing to come out, everything can be discussed...'"
Not far behind Pī Pí, a white-haired young man in a Taoist robe sat at the edge of a stone table, slowly savoring the fine wine on it. Behind him stood an elderly man in black clothes with a respectful expression. On his left side was a beautifully dressed woman in palace attire, with a charming and alluring expression.
"I didn't expect that there would be such talent in the mortal world, scolding people with such ferocity... However, Young Master, you are really too evil. A mere Illusory Mist Array is probably not enough to take you down, right? I don't know why you still need to use these useless thugs to come and curse wildly..." The beautifully dressed woman asked, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The young man with white hair had a cold expression on his face.
"This young master wants her to come out herself, otherwise, a mere illusion array, how can it stop me."
"Young master, Qinghai, Qingmu has been out for ten days, isn't it..." The old man suddenly spoke up.
"Don't bother with them, they're just two useless people." The white-haired youth interrupted with a wave of his hand.
"This young master's trip to the mortal realm was originally intended to find a few good seedlings for his family, but unexpectedly, he met such an excellent person in this rough place. More importantly, that woman is a rare water spirit body. If she willingly cultivates with this young master, then this young master's cultivation will break through and transcending the 19th Tribulation of the Scattered Immortals will be effortless. At that time..."
