Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 71

Shen Lingyu looked at her, tilted her head and smiled, "Long time no see, Zhiyu."

Shen Zhiyu seemed to have been hit by a hammer, looking at Shen Lingyu who was smiling at Yanyan, she couldn't move her mind.

Shen Lingyu's figure flashed, and she appeared in front of Shen Zhiyu, bent down, looked at her and blinked, "Why, you don't know me anymore?"

Shen Zhiyu suddenly came back to her senses, she suddenly pushed the red-gauze woman in front of her against the wall not far away, and asked sharply, "Who are you?!"

Shen Lingyu didn't hide, looked at Shen Zhiyu's furious face with a smile, "Why, you want to kill me again?"

"Who the hell are you?" Shen Zhiyu asked again with gloomy eyes.

"I'm Shen Lingyu." Shen Lingyu had a half-smile on her face.

Shen Zhiyu quickly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes had calmed down. She looked directly into the eyes of the woman in red yarn, "You are not."

"Why, you don't want to see me alive?" Shen Lingyu raised her eyebrows.

The two looked at each other without giving in.

Shen Lingyu had weird eyes, and said softly: "Do you still remember the last time we met? When I fell off the cliff, I could see your face clearly."

Shen Zhiyu remained calm, watching her silently.

"Oh, I'm so sad that you want me to die so much." Shen Lingyu's face was full of false sadness.

Shen Zhiyu watched coldly, unmoved.

Seeing this, the expression on Shen Lingyu's face was instantly indifferent, she sneered, "You really haven't changed at all, you are extremely cold-blooded."

"I'm overwhelmed." Shen Zhiyu said indifferently.

If possible, she also hopes that Shen Lingyu is still alive.

However, she personally built a grave for Shen Lingyu and erected a monument, and watched the girl's body being buried inch by inch with the mud, and she guarded Shen Lingyu's grave for three full days.

"Who are you?" Shen Zhiyu really didn't understand why the person in front of him pretended to be Shen Lingyu.

"It's a pity, I'm destined to disappoint you. I'm still alive, and I'm still alive and well." Shen Lingyu slapped Shen Zhiyu with a light palm.

Originally, she thought that she could push people far away, and then she could sit down gracefully, but the result was beyond her expectation, there was no push at all.

"……how come?!"

Shen Lingyu's eyes suddenly widened for a moment, and then her body suddenly turned into a cloud of red mist, and she escaped from Shen Zhiyu's hold.

You can fight, this red gauze woman is not stronger than her!
Shen Zhiyu's eyes lit up suddenly.

The aura on Shen Lingyu's body seemed to be covered by something before, and she couldn't see the specific cultivation level, so Shen Zhiyu didn't dare to do it easily.

As a result, this person made a sudden move, but he couldn't shake his body. Shen Zhiyu instantly judged that he could make a move.

Picking up Zongyun, he clings tightly to the fast-moving red mist, and when the red mist is about to appear, he grabs her by the shoulders and prepares to hold her.

Just when she was about to succeed, Shen Lingyu's body suddenly became short and slipped away from Shen Zhiyu's hand like a fish.

Shen Zhiyu quickly followed up again.

The distance that Hong Wu moved didn't seem too far, not more than one zhang each time.

After Shen Zhiyu followed for a while, he pushed out the place where Shen Lingyu would appear next time, and suddenly dodged there, and when Shen Lingyu's figure just appeared, he pointed out the sword he had prepared in advance.

"what--"

Shen Lingyu let out a scream, and her body fell to the ground, rolling over and over again.

During the tumbling, the woman's face was blurred for a while, and when it became clear again, her face had completely changed.

………………

In the magnificent hall, a woman sitting lazily on a soft couch wears a veil. She looks down at the water mirror in front of her with an expressionless face.

"My lord..." The evil cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Stage who was waiting by the side had a nervous expression on his face.

Sitting on the lower left was a middle-aged male cultivator with a white face and a mean face. He lightly touched the black eagle standing on his shoulder, and asked the woman for instructions: "Your Highness, should I kill her?"

"No hurry," the woman drank the spirit tea in her hand slowly, "she is still useful to me."

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Gently put down the teacup in her hand, she glanced at the evil cultivator who was sweating frequently in the hall, and said slowly: "Find an excuse to let her go, make the play more realistic," she glanced at the empty water Mirror, sneered, "Then Shen Zhiyu is very fine."

"...Yes." Zhuji Xiexiu received the order and left the hall.

As soon as he came out, he quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling a feeling of survival after a catastrophe emerged in his heart.

………………

And Shen Zhiyu at this end has quietly sneaked back to the prison where she was held before.

When she was dragged out before, she held a handful of powder specially used for pathfinding in her hand, and sprinkled a little at a distance to use it as a mark.

As for why she still has such a medicine powder after her storage bag was looted, it starts with her character of never putting her eggs in the same basket.

Now she can still find some scattered small things in various places on her body.

Shen Zhiyu followed the signs to the prison door, threw the woman in red gauze on her shoulders to the ground, and woke her up, "Open the restriction."

The woman in red gauze looked at her indifferently.

"Are you going to do it yourself or force me to use the God-searching technique?" Shen Zhiyu pointed at her forehead, threatening softly.

The magic of searching for gods is a kind of taboo spell, which is extremely vicious. A monk who has been given the magic of searching for gods will become an idiot at least, or die directly at worst.It is taboo throughout the entire heavenly pole.

Of course Shen Zhiyu would not use such vicious spells, that is, to scare her verbally.

"Soul-searching technique?" The woman in red gauze first showed panic, then looked at Shen Zhiyu with disdain, "A disciple of the sect who claims to be righteous is nothing more than that!"

Shen Zhiyu narrowed her eyes, hiding a trace of sword energy in her fingertips, and pierced her eyebrows without the slightest hesitation.Although this is not a divine search technique, but if an important place like the Sea of ​​Consciousness is stabbed by sword energy, it is also the fate of the soul.

The severe pain occurred, and the Hongsha woman couldn't help shaking.

"Open! I'll open! Wait a minute! I'll open the restriction immediately!!!" After not holding on for too long, the woman in red gauze screamed for mercy when she felt the pain of her soul.

Shen Zhiyu stopped immediately.

After the pain disappeared, the woman in red gauze suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Hurry up." Shen Zhiyu was deeply disturbed and urged.

The woman in red gauze sat up, gave her a resentful look, gritted her teeth and opened the restraint.

As soon as the restraint dissipated, Shen Zhiyu immediately stunned the woman in Hongsha, then picked her up and walked into the prison.

Shen Zhiyu felt a little impatient.She has been kidnapping this red-gauze woman pretending to be Shen Lingyu for a long time, but she has not been discovered yet. Maybe she is too sensitive, but she always feels that something is wrong.

It's better to wake up Xie Ying and the others earlier, and then leave here quickly.

After Shen Zhiyu carried the man into the prison, the barrier on the door flickered, but it did not close.

As Shen Zhiyu walked forward quickly, she tore off the storage bag from the red gauze woman's waist, and then obstinately wiped off the mark on the storage bag.

The woman in red gauze on her shoulder let out a painful muffled groan, with blood overflowing from her mouth and nose.

Shen Zhiyu found the antidote from the storage bag and fed it to the nun in the prison.

After they faintly woke up, Shen Zhiyu glanced at the direction of the gate.

Now I have to think about how to leave.

(End of this chapter)