It means Jiuxiaoxu long sword

Chapter 283 My Heart Is One
There is a fragment of spiritual consciousness hidden in the wall, which contains some memories of a person.

Chu Li touched the fragment lightly, and in an instant, countless pictures flashed before Chu Li's eyes.

Chu Li saw two young people, they were sitting on the same couch, talking happily.

I saw them standing in a place holding weapons against the enemy, with serious faces.

It's just that when one of them was wielding the sword to slay the demon, a pair of hands reached into his dantian from behind.

Ruined half of his life cultivation base, as well as that golden elixir.

It was the old man who was destroyed, and the one behind the scenes was the weak-looking city lord.

The reason why an old man is an old man is because of the passing of strength, and the youthful face is no match for the years.

After a while, Chu Li slowly opened his eyes.

What a city lord who helps the world and saves people.

For the sake of his own life, he could go to war with his friend and destroy that person's cultivation with his own hands.

In order to surrender to the evil cultivator, he used the lives of the people in the city as bargaining chips, and only begged the evil cultivator to spare his own life.

How can such a person deserve to be the lord of this city.

But before Chu Li could move, a gloomy voice came from the dark sky.

"Hand over the visitor from Qingshan, the real person, and spare the people of this city."

"If you are stubborn and insist on hiding the Master Chu in this city..."

"Don't blame us, Tucheng."

Chu Li's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she turned around, there were already countless pairs of silent gazes behind her.

These are people who are trapped in the city and have no way of knowing whether they are alive or dead.

"Did you hear what those monsters said? As long as we hand over Master Chu, they will let us go..."

"But Master Chu is here to save us!"

"Why save? She doesn't even want to treat us..."

"And saving people doesn't require her to defeat those evil cultivators outside. Isn't she able to save people by dedicating herself?"

"Besides, I have fought once before. It's fine if I didn't win. The other person ran away. Who knows if she will leave us one day and run away too..."

"..."

Cultivators naturally have good ears and eyes, and Chu Li didn't miss a word of these ordinary people's remarks.

"Cough cough..."

The city lord walked up to the crowd from behind and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Even if Fellow Daoist Wu Qi loses to the evil cultivators outside the city, he will do his best to protect your personal safety."

"What's the use of protection?"

"As long as we lose, when will those demons not affect us!"

"Why can't she make a sacrifice and spare us a way out?"

"Why doesn't she die—"

"..."

"Ah……"

Chu Li only thought it was ridiculous.

These mortals are so fragile, yet so selfish and ignorant.

Chu Li stared coldly at the city lord on the opposite side, who was still sick, as if he could not help but drive west if he spoke more seriously.

"brush--"

Chu Li held the sacrificial sword in his hand, and pointed the cold tip at the city lord.

The city lord didn't seem surprised that Chu Li would act like this, and he still incited public opinion fearlessly.

"Fellow Daoist Wu-Qi, I don't blame you for being angry. It's just that we still have foreign enemies to deal with, I..."

"She actually wants to attack Cheng Lord!"

"Get out!"

"You are not welcome here!"

Chu Li looked at the place where the sound came from. There was nothing surprising. She had met the first person who made the sound in the City Lord's Mansion.

At present, the evil cultivator, the city lord has already defected to the evil cultivator, forget it, but why should they?
Why do you have to go all out to save them?

Chu Li sensed the surge of demon energy in her body, and there was a voice shouting in her mind all the time:

"Kill them."

kill them?
Chu Li's eyes were cold and cold, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight at the city lord as if he had obtained the will of the law.

"Ding--"

A white light curtain burst open in an instant, locking Chu Li's sword intent firmly out of the light curtain.

"The city lord is really eloquent."

"Not only can you get black hands behind your back, but you can also stir up trouble in front of others."

"Then the city lord might as well guess how long you can live."

Chu Li glanced at everyone present, then turned into a light and flew away from the city.

She can't act recklessly in the city, because that would kill mortals and increase cause and effect.

However, evil cultivators can kill.

Isn't the evil cultivator doing so much just to force her out?
OK, she's out.

But can you move me?

Chu Li unscrupulously released the devilish energy, and the evil spirits around felt the existence of the devilish energy, and they all gathered in the same place tremblingly, wanting to get close, but dared not.

"Look, this is who was forced out of the city."

The evil cultivator seemed to be gloating: "Look at those ignorant mortals, and the so-called righteous way of immortals in your mouth."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous? The person you guard turned around and attacked you just because of a threatening word."

"So why do you still stay in Xianmen?"

Chu Li chuckled, her heart like a rock.

"What on earth gave you the illusion that I, Chu Li, am an immortal monk with the world in mind."

"Your words may be able to destroy those who cultivate the Dao of the common people, but how can you shake me?"

Chu Li turned her head and looked quietly at the evil cultivator who wrapped herself up tightly.

Those layers of restrictions, if Chu Li guessed correctly, should be something he used to isolate the devil energy.

Under the feet, the formation outside the fairy city shimmered and rippled.

With just a slight touch by Chu Li, the formation showed signs of collapsing.

"Why, how long do you plan to keep this city? If you are a late-stage Jindan monk, if you want to take this city, you should have already taken it?"

Xie Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Isn't this just to wait for our lady saint?"

"You look ugly when you smile, stop laughing." Chu Li said calmly, "I want to leave here, do you want to stop me?"

"You have devilish energy, I probably can't stop it." Xie Xiu didn't intend to do anything at all.

Like a friend who has known each other for many years, he calmly talked with Chu Li in mid-air.

"If one day you can't stay in the Immortal Sect's territory any longer...then the Nine Souls Palace welcomes you."

Chu Li said: "That's probably not such a day."

"Then who knows?" The evil cultivator loosely drove the evil energy to invade the city, "Before that, let me help you deal with some small troubles, how about?"

Chu Li remained motionless, as if the life and death of those people had nothing to do with her.

Actually it is irrelevant.

The lives of those mortals have long been firmly held in the hands of evil cultivators.

It was their dear city lord who personally sent them to the evil cultivators.

In an instant, mourning was everywhere.

Chu Li walked towards the distance with a blank face, and everything here has nothing to do with her.

Looking at the back of Chu Li leaving resolutely, Xie Xiu narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Immortal Dao... Demon Heart."

"It seems that the Lord is right."

　How should I put it, it's broken.

　　In terms of academics and writing, I chose the former.

　　Perhaps some subtle punishment, I perfectly missed the full attendance conditions.

　　Just one month before the starting point female frequency resumed full attendance.

　　At that time, my heart really hated and collapsed. Obviously the story in my mind was not over yet, but I really didn't want to write at all.

　　Desperate, broken, miserable, I'm just a college student in need of living expenses, and when I found out that I couldn't make enough money here, I had to make a living elsewhere.

　　But fate was playing tricks on me. When I was working part-time exhaustedly, the female frequency returned to full attendance.

　　Hahaha, recovered.

　　I can't blame others, it's my own choice.

　　I chose my studies and my life, and it was my fault.

　　During this period of time, I have thought for a long time about what to do with this book.

　　I don’t even dare to log in to the writer’s background, I’m afraid of seeing readers’ comments and messages, but it doesn’t mean that if I don’t read them, these things really don’t exist.

　　So, I should give my story an ending.

　　It’s already 60 words long, and the story has reached a climax. I can’t and don’t want to give up.

　　So I choose to continue, maybe my heart is still broken, but at least I can't be sorry to myself who didn't work hard in the past.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)