Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 196 Killing and being killed
Qiushui is dead.

Early in the morning, Li Yunsheng, who went down to fetch water, heard the village households in the temple discussing this matter non-stop.

Sang Xiaoman was just sent away yesterday, but upon hearing the news today, Li Yunsheng felt inexplicably uneasy.

So he inquired about those farmers carefully, and found that this incident actually happened two days ago, and the news of Baiyun Temple was a bit blocked, so it was only reported today. It is said that several other blessed places in Qiushui had exploded yesterday.

It stands to reason that in a place like the Immortal Mansion where the weak eat the strong, it wouldn't be so surprising to see a few people die.

But after listening carefully, Li Yunsheng, like other Qiushui disciples, felt a little unbelievable.

The few who died were all from Lingyun Pavilion, and the place of death was Liaocheng, thousands of miles west of Qiushui, or more precisely, on the way from Liaocheng to Qiushui.

The first thing that feels strange is the location of the death.

At that time, they had already left Liaocheng for a hundred miles, and when they arrived at Fengtai Mountain, they only had to pass through Fengtai Mountain and walk a few miles to see a camp of Qiushui, but it was Fengtai Mountain, which was only a few miles away, that trapped them. Yes, none of them came out.

This city of Liao was originally an affiliated place of Qiushui, so it is impossible for them to have any dissatisfaction with Qiushui, and Qiushui had already planted many talisman formations to drive away monsters in Fengtai Mountain, and it is impossible for monsters to do it.

The second is the few people who died.

The cultivation bases of these disciples are almost all in the realm of spirit beings, and one or even half of their feet has stepped into the realm of real people. It is almost impossible to kill these few people quietly in Qinglian Immortal Mansion.

But this is the view of those Qiushui disciples. After seeing many "monsters", in Li Yunsheng's view, the lives of low-level practitioners are just like ants in front of high-level practitioners. It's only the first level, but the cognition of the way of heaven and the comprehension of the spells are beyond the imagination of the latter.

So the difficulty of their wanting to crush you to death quietly lies in whether they think you have a reason to be killed.

What really makes Li Yunsheng feel strange is another point.

It was rumored that those who went to investigate found that the bodies of these Lingyun Pavilion disciples were almost all dismembered.

These dismembered corpses spelled out one sentence:

"Autumn water must perish."

It was clear that it was for Qiu Shui.

In Qinglian Immortal Mansion, the person who killed Qiushui dared to yell at Qiushui's gate like this, no wonder it would cause commotion and panic among Qiushui's disciples.

At the beginning, Li Yunsheng was just like these disciples, only feeling filled with righteous indignation, but after thinking about Qiushui's thousands of years in this fairy mansion, some enmity is normal, and the uproar caused by the quarrel may be Qiushui's disciples these years, under the protection of the wings of the ancestors After living comfortably for too long, I couldn't accept a little bit of blood.

"After all, it's just a matter of killing and being killed among the immortal mansions."

Probably because of the curse added to him since he was a child, he took a lot of light on this life-threatening thing.

Carried the water to the top of the mountain.

Li Yunsheng took out a ladle from the kitchen and watered the flowers and plants in front of the house, as well as the old pagoda tree with only its wreckage left.

"Li Yunsheng."

When he finished pouring the water and was about to put the bucket into the kitchen, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him.

This sudden sound made Li Yunsheng's hand holding the ladle tremble unconsciously, and his alert nerves tensed up in an instant.

The reason for this is because of his divine soul, he didn't notice that this person went up the mountain at all.

"Brother Zhao Xuanjun?"

The person who came was Zhao Xuanjun from Xuanwu Pavilion.

Seeing the people clearly, Li Yunsheng's tense nerves relaxed a lot, but his heart was still full of shock. He was very confident in his own spirit. As long as he wasn't a cultivator like Mr. Da, it was impossible for him not to notice their existence. .

"What's up?"

Putting the scoop in his hand into the bucket, Li Yunsheng straightened up and asked.

"Come here uninvited, I'm bothering you."

Although Zhao Xuanjun had a smile on his face, there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Because Zhao Xuanjun discovered that just after he called out to Li Yunsheng, Li Yunsheng in front of him suddenly had a beast-like aura. The figure is ready to fight.

Although he had always looked at this little junior who was farming in Baiyunguan with special eyes, he was a little surprised by the inadvertent gesture of the other party.

"I was entrusted by someone to help deliver two things."

He walked up to Li Yunsheng with a long wooden box and a small brocade box.

"This is?"

Looking at these two things, Li Yunsheng looked puzzled.

Seeing Li Yunsheng's puzzled expression, Zhao Xuanjun directly opened the wooden box.

Inside is an impressively cold long sword.

"herring?!"

Li Yunsheng naturally recognized this sword.

"Senior Sister Xiaoman asked you to send it here?"

he asked.

"Well, she left in a hurry, and she was afraid that you would not accept it, so she entrusted me to deliver it."

Zhao Xuanjun nodded.

"Brother, please."

Li Yunsheng took the wooden box and the small brocade box with both hands.

"What is this?"

Li Yunsheng looked at the little brocade box and said.

"I don't know about that. When she gave it to me, tell me not to open it."

Zhao Xuanjun spread his hands.

"My little cousin, treat you much better than me."

He said with a wry smile.

"Senior Brother Xuanjun, why didn't you go with Senior Sister Xiaoman?"

Li Yunsheng asked curiously. Sang Xiaoman mentioned it to him before, because the Sang family encountered some things in Yanzhou, and they didn't want to get involved in the muddy water between Xianfu and Qiushui. The children were all brought back, and it is said that a group of Qiushui's disciples were also taken away.

That's why Li Yunsheng asked this question.

"A few days ago, I have been hesitating whether to leave."

Zhao Xuanjun looked at the surrounding scenery.

"But after yesterday, I finally don't have to hesitate anymore. I decided to stay in Qiushui."

He smiled and looked at Li Yunsheng again.

"You've probably heard that several disciples of Xuanwu Pavilion died on Mount Beacon."

He continued.

"Well, I heard that."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"One of my friends is among them."

Zhao Xuanjun's originally bright face turned gloomy.

"If I don't avenge this revenge, what face do I have to go back to Yanzhou?"

he said coldly.

"Brother Yunsheng, take care."

After speaking, he bowed to Li Yunsheng expressionlessly, then turned and walked down the mountain.

"Revenge for a friend..."

Looking at Zhao Xuanjun's leaving back, Li Yunsheng suddenly became dazed.

"If, among the disciples who died, one of them was my good friend...or, it was my senior brothers, what would I do?"

It was the first time that Li Yunsheng thought of the killing of disciple Qiushui this time.

"If this is the case, can I still easily think that this is 'after all, it's just a matter of killing and being killed between the weak and the strong in the Immortal Mansion.'?"

He seemed to be caught in a huge whirlpool of thought.

"I will kill them at all costs, even if it means exhausting my lifespan and sacrificing my life."

Silent for a long time.

Such an answer appeared in Li Yunsheng's heart.

"Sixth!"

Suddenly a loud voice from the foot of the mountain brought Li Yunsheng back to reality.

This rough voice sounded like Li Changgeng.

"Come to the temple, Master has something to ask you!"

Li Changgeng continued to shout.

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