I am the sword fairy

Chapter 247 If you can’t harm others, there will be backlash.

There was dead silence in all directions.

Emperor Liao's mouth twitched, and when no one noticed him, he sat down silently, gently stroking the armrest of the seat that had been scratched by him, and sighed softly.

Chu Han held Song Yu's scabbard, his eyes full of disbelief.

Tian Heng, the envoy from Qi, opened his mouth slightly and was dumbfounded.

The people of Qi looked gloomy and defeated, and their eyes were full of fear, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

The young men of letters and warriors from other countries all looked shocked.

There were not many Zhao people in the crowd, but they instantly erupted into a roar of shouts and cheers.

Shake the sky!

Standing high in the sky, Song Yu looks like a god with Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

The grand event of all nations?

At this moment, in the eyes of many people, this is a grand event for one person!
Demons, among the people, are still in a state of "I know they exist, but they are far away from us."

But in the hearts of those who come here to participate in the gathering of nations, it has always been very close.

There were even countless people on the scene who had been planted with demon seeds and were willing to become their puppets.

Therefore, practicing evil arts is not a problem.

But the top expert who came from a sect and practiced demonic arts was completely defeated by Song Yu, a genius in the world.

This is so shocking and incredible.

This battle almost broke people's understanding of the true level of warriors in the world, and infinitely raised people's expectations...

Song Yu landed steadily on the collapsed platform.

His face was calm, but his heart was churning.

If you keep pretending to be cool in the sky for a while, I'm afraid you'll fall down.

There was no other way. In order to show more of his face in front of the folks in the Liao Kingdom and add fuel to the fire of public opinion in the Secret Land, he could only hold on for a while.

He said to Chu Han in the audience: "Xiao Chu, scabbard."

Chu Han silently threw the scabbard back to Song Yu, and Song Yu sheathed the sword.

Then he looked in the direction of Emperor Liao.

The Liao Emperor's wide robe and long sleeves covered the faucet armrest of the chair that he had crushed, and said with a smile: "Go and get the divine gold battle suit!"

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in the room.

Xiao Qingdao looked at the exquisite ceiling above his head with somewhat dull eyes.

The Liao Kingdom has also been fully Sinicized in recent years.

The Emperor of Liao was a man of great talent and strategy. He would learn whatever was good.

Not only must we learn, but we must also learn the best things, and then... integrate the best things of our own nation.

This way, I'm not copying everything.

But...improvement!
The exquisite patterns on the ceiling have nothing to do with Han culture.

What is painted here is their own gods from the Liao Kingdom.

As soon as Xiao Qingdao and Song Yu fought, he knew that he was wrong and used the wrong method!

However, in combat, there is no turning back when the bow is fired, and it cannot be stopped at will.

But he still didn't expect that he would lose so simply and miserably!

After all, he is also a great demon in the ancient world of cultivation. He has extremely rich experience, and he does not underestimate his opponents.

How could this be?
There were other people in the room.

a woman.

A woman with an excellent figure and a beautiful face.

She was silently using a kind of straw to carefully weave a scarecrow that was more than a foot long in her hand.

Now it has begun to take shape, with arms, legs, body, and head.

But it's still a little rough, and the scarecrow has no eyes.

The room was very quiet.

There was no sound at all, the woman looked attentive, and her ten slender white fingers were very dexterous.

Soon, she smoothed out all the grass thorns protruding from the scarecrow's body, making it look more beautiful.

Then, she took a very special writing brush from the table nearby.

The barrel of this writing brush looks like the bone of some kind of animal. It is about the thickness of chopsticks, hollow on the inside, and as smooth as jade on the outside. A ray of sunlight coming in through the window shines on it, making it shine brightly.

The fur is green.

Dark green!

It didn't seem to have any feeling of life, but instead exuded a deep coldness, with a somewhat strange feeling.

She used a brush to carefully dip some dark ink into a copper inkstone.

I don’t know what the ink is made of. It’s a little sticky, but there’s no smell whatsoever.

Just when the special brush in the woman's hand was dipped in ink and ready to touch the scarecrow's eyes, Xiao Qingdao, who was still staring blankly at the ceiling, suddenly spoke quietly.

"Are you really going to do this?" he asked.

"Of course." The woman replied softly, her hand was very steady without any trembling.

The ink spots are placed on the scarecrow's eyes, forming a very standard circle, which looks inexplicably cute.

Then she went to order the next one.

"This will affect your majesty's plan. Your majesty... is very optimistic about him and has given him the divine gold battle suit." Xiao Qingdao's voice was a bit hollow, and it sounded a bit ethereal.

"What does it have to do with me?"

The woman clicked her second eye and stood up. Without looking at Xiao Qingdao who was lying on the bed, she got up and went over and picked up Xiao Qingdao's knife.

This is a real treasured sword!

There was no damage on the silver blade from the battle with Song Yu.

Still as sharp as ever.

There was no trace of blood left on the knife.

"You can easily hurt yourself like this." Xiao Qingdao's voice finally had a little more emotion, and he said in a low voice: "His level is not as good as mine, and his combat power is higher than mine. Although I'm not sure, I feel... …He still has a trump card.”

The woman's finger gently swiped the sharp blade, and a small cut was made, and a trace of bright red blood oozed out.

She pressed her fingers on the scarecrow's heart, liver, kidneys, spleen, and lungs.

He said calmly: "So what? He can't bear the anger of a warlock who is close to the Alchemy Realm. He hurts my man, and I take his life. It is only natural!"

"Uncle Master..." Xiao Qingdao looked a little complicated.

"What did you call me?" The woman said without raising her head: "I am your wife! Your only wife! I was in the past, I am now, and I will be in the future!"

"Oh, you are like this, Your Majesty..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the woman, who said coldly: "Do you really care about His Majesty the Emperor? Do you think it is embarrassing for your woman to take the lead?"

"No..." Xiao Qingdao said helplessly.

"It's better if you don't!" The woman's voice was not sharp, and her tone was always very soft, but it was always very strong.

After infiltrating her own blood into the scarecrow's internal organs, the wounds on her fingers healed on their own.

He also picked up some leaves, stones, and soil from the ground that he had collected at some point.

He muttered words in his mouth, and the next moment, these things turned into powder!

Then... a drop of blood the size of a soybean grain condensed!
This was the blood that flowed from Song Yu's body during the battle with Xiao Qingdao.

The woman used her mind to pull the drop of blood and guided it to the spot between the scarecrow's eyebrows.

Then she took out a bronze cross with a base from the storage space.

The workmanship is quite exquisite, with a large number of complex inscriptions engraved on it.

Then he took out some thin red thread and intertwined the scarecrow with the bronze cross.

Over and over again, soon the scarecrow was almost completely covered with red lines!

call!
She sighed.

There was also a layer of fine beads of sweat on his smooth forehead.

She clapped her hands and said happily: "It's done! It feels like I haven't done this for thousands of years, and my skills have become a bit rusty."

As she spoke, she once again took out a black wooden box with runes engraved on it from the storage space. After opening it, there were dozens of blue needles, large and small, neatly arranged inside!
She murmured: "Where to start?"

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Song Yu looked at the palm-sized and exquisite box in his hand, which looked like it was carved out of gold, and asked Sword Spirit, "Is there anything wrong with the stuff?"

Sword Spirit responded: "No problem."

Song Yu opened the box and found a purple-gold bead quietly inside.

It is the size of a bull's eye and exudes a faint halo.

Song Yu took it out, put it in the palm of his hand, and then ran the scripture.

A magical scene happened!

The bead seemed to melt instantly, turning into a pool of purple-gold liquid in the palm of Song Yu's hand.

Then it started to spread along his palms, wrists, forearms...

It flows to every part of the body almost instantly!
Covers all sides, including the head and even the hair!
Looking in the mirror, the whole person seemed to be enveloped by a layer of purple-gold gauze.

But it’s not the kind of rough “wrapping”, but very detailed... every hair strand, every hair... is individually covered and wrapped!

The next moment, Song Yu continued to run the scripture, and the purple layer that enveloped him quickly disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the person in the mirror again, it seems that there is no change from before!
"It's amazing!" Song Yu couldn't help but praise.

When the Liao Kingdom previously displayed this divine gold battle suit, it was presented in the form of clothing and hung on a shelf.

It cannot be cut with a knife, cannot be damaged by fire, and cannot be splashed with water.

At that time, people already knew that this was a real treasure garment, but few people knew that the real divine gold battle garment was also called a heavy treasure in the ancient world of cultivation, and that its effects were more than what they saw. ?
Song Yu admired the Emperor Liao's willingness to admit defeat.

But he also understood that neither the Orthodox Sect behind Xiao Qingdao nor those who understood its characteristics would be willing to let him take away such a treasure.

Therefore, he is already planning to withdraw!
He had gotten what he wanted from this event, and it even exceeded his expectations.

The next step was to go back to the State of Zhao and discuss with the officials about the Northern Expedition. He had already figured this out the moment he killed the warriors of the State of Qi.

In the past, I was worried about dying lips and cold teeth.

If Qi falls, Liao's next target will be Zhao.

But this trip to the Liao Kingdom made him clearly see the ambitions of the Liao Emperor.

If Zhao State's Northern Expedition would end with Qi State, both sides would lose, then he might hesitate, but now almost all Qi State's forces are concentrated on the western front.

The remaining top elites are concentrated in Zhongdu, the capital of the country.I don't dare to dispatch them easily.

The [-] elite Qi soldiers were wiped out by Qi Jue before, but now they have thousands of useless old soldiers in each city to fight Zhao Guo?

In this case, are you still afraid of him?

Let’s take back the lost ground first.

As for the Liao Kingdom, make peace if you can, and try to trick them into fighting to the west.

According to Tutu's template when he created the world, there are many good places in this world to the west.

If you really can’t be fooled, just do it!
If Zhao didn't go to the Northern Expedition, wouldn't Liao come over?
Thinking in his mind, Song Yu decided to write a letter to Emperor Liao and have it delivered to him after he left.

After all, his identity is the prince of Zhao, and regardless of whether it is true or not, the Liao Emperor is quite friendly to him, so it would not be good to leave without saying goodbye.

As long as he leaves the capital city, with Xiaobai's speed, even if he sends out a large army, he won't be able to catch him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold snort suddenly came from the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness!
It was Tutu who had been sleeping and recuperating for a long time!
Almost at the same time, the angry thoughts of the sword spirit were also transmitted——

"court death!"

The next moment, Song Yu felt a sharp stabbing pain in his chest.

Then the sting spread uncontrollably throughout the body, and it felt like someone was pricking the body with countless needles at the same time.

boom!
The fire of public opinion in the secret place that had become very large and burning suddenly surrounded his whole body in an invisible state.

The tingling feeling disappeared immediately.

But just for a moment, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Song Yu's forehead.

His eyes were cold and he was running the scriptures.

The spiritual power refined by the fire of public opinion in his body is still surging.

Instantly fills the whole body.

At this time, I heard Sword Spirit say: "I said at that time that these vicious scum should not be allowed to live, but you only sealed them... Don't stop me, I'm going to kill them!"

The next moment, Tutu’s spiritual thoughts appeared in Song Yu’s spiritual sea of ​​consciousness——

"Song Yu's luck protects his body. Anyone who wants to use this method to harm him will definitely suffer a fatal backlash. What do you want to kill?"

Jian Lingqi snorted: "I'm angry!"

Song Yu took a long breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness: "What's going on?"

Tutu said: "Someone is trying to use ancient magic to kill you, but they don't know what your Tao is. This kind of magic requires..."

She spoke a bunch of weird terminology in the cultivation world, and then said: "If it is used to frame other practitioners, this vicious method is indeed powerful. If you are not advanced enough, you can indeed be killed by a silent curse, but you don't have to worry about this." The problem is, your way is the public opinion of all sentient beings, unless the other party’s realm is very different from yours, otherwise it will suffer fatal backlash.”

Song Yu frowned and said, "Are you from Qi? Or... from Xiao Qingdao's side?"

Tutu said: "I don't know, no matter who it is, it will not end well!"

Song Yu thought for a moment and said, "Then let's leave quickly."

Tutu: "Okay!"

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In Xiao Qingdao's room.

He was still lying on the bed quietly watching the woman casting spells there.

His injuries were not fatal, but they were not minor either.

Although reincarnating as a human with the soul of a great demon is a very clever way of escaping the golden cicada, it must also follow the laws of this world - losing the originally extremely powerful body.

Even if he has cultivated to a very high level, even if he still possesses super powerful demonic skills, in terms of "hardware", he is still a human being.

Unless one day practice to the highest level, find the true body, and return the main soul.

Before that, he was just a human practitioner with sorcery.

After being tricked by Song Yu using the mysterious ice poison method, he was kicked from the sky to the ground. Xiao Qingdao had countless broken bones in his body.

If it weren't for the super strong defense of Huayuan Realm, just this one blow could almost smash him into a pulp!

But he had to lie in bed for at least ten and a half days before he could barely recover.

The woman first stabbed the scarecrow hard on the chest with a needle.

The whole blue needle is inserted!

Then she moved extremely quickly, dragging out afterimages in the air with her hands like butterflies piercing flowers.

Dozens of needles instantly stuck into various parts of the scarecrow.

But at the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

The scarecrow, which was tied to the bronze cross with a red thread, suddenly burst into flames!
The woman exclaimed "Ah" and watched helplessly as the scarecrow was burned to ashes in an instant. Even the treasured bronze cross turned into a puddle of copper water almost at the same time!
Then she spit out a large mouthful of blood, and her eyes protruded like a goldfish.

Xiao Qingdao, who was lying on the bed, was immediately stunned and shouted: "What's wrong with you!"

The woman seemed to want to say something. She opened her mouth and another large mouthful of blood spurted out.

He held on to the table and tried to stand up, but at this moment, the smell of barbecue suddenly came.

Then I saw a flame, burning from the inside out, from this woman's body!

Xiao Qingdao's eyes were about to burst. Regardless of his injuries, he forced himself to get up. He quickly grasped the magic formula with both hands and tried to use his supreme magical power to save the woman who was his uncle in name but actually his lover.

But all in vain.

This woman couldn't even say a word to him before she was burned to ashes by the extremely ferocious and terrifying flames!
"what!"

Xiao Qingdao let out a roar of extreme grief and anger in his throat.

Big tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

The whole person collapsed instantly!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and several young inner disciples of the Orthodox Church came in hastily.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Big Brother..."

Xiao Qing said: "Get out!"

boom!
The frightened Orthodox disciples hurriedly closed the door.

in the room.

Xiao Qingdao knelt on the ground with a plop, because he had just forcefully used the top technique, which made the injury more serious.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and his body was shaking.

He never thought that the Taoist companion who had been with him for endless years would leave him forever in such a way.

When the body dies, the dao disappears, and the soul flies away!
Completely disappeared from this world!
"Ahhh!"

A low, deformed roar erupted from his throat.

Extremely sad.

It is said that even if the soul of a living being is lost, there will still be a spirit that survives and will be reincarnated somewhere in the future.

But even Daluo Jinxian dare not say that he can travel through all the heavens and realms.

Where can a "little demon" like it go to find its lover?
"Song...Yu!"

Xiao Qingdao trembled all over and almost squeezed out the name from between his teeth.

At this moment, his hatred for Song Yu had completely filled the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

This hatred never ends!
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Inside the Liao Palace.

The prince who had accompanied Song Yu earlier was drinking tea with several others and chatting and laughing with Emperor Liao.

There were men and women among these people, and looking at their clothes, they were all different from the rest of the world.

Like Xiao Qingdao, they all come from the Orthodox Church.

One of the women, who looked very young, only 21 or [-] years old at most, said with a smile: "Uncle Lou is very good to the senior brother. I also asked her, since she likes the senior brother so much, why didn't she do it when the senior brother entered the mountain gate? She accepted senior brother as her disciple, but she said she was not capable enough and had to be taught by the leader..."

Another young man who looked about the same age as the woman said: "We even secretly doubted whether Uncle Lou likes Senior Brother!"

An old man in blue sitting next to Emperor Liao frowned slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

The two young men both smiled, and the woman said, "Master, have you never thought about this before?"

The old man glared at him and said, "Why do you care about these things? If you continue to do this, just stay on the mountain and practice!"

"No, no, no, it's okay if I don't say it!" The woman smiled coquettishly, but she wasn't very scared.

As the direct disciples of the great elder, their status in the Great Orthodox Church is respected, at most only a little less than the direct disciples of the leader like Xiao Qingdao, so they have no scruples when speaking.

Emperor Liao smiled and said: "Qingdao is a member of the clan. Although he comes from a different branch, he is extremely talented. We are also very concerned about his marriage."

The old man waved his hand and said: "They are all ancient beings who are dedicated to cultivation. There is no need for outsiders to worry about this kind of thing."

Emperor Liao smiled with gentle eyes and said nothing more.

At this moment, someone outside suddenly came in and announced——

"Your Majesty, the people around Mr. Xiao Qingdao have something urgent to do and want to see your Majesty and the seniors of the Holy Cult."

Emperor Liao was stunned for a moment and said, "Please come in."

The Orthodox Church is the "state religion" behind the Liao Kingdom and is respected as a holy religion.

If the disciples of the sect go down the mountain to serve in the Liao Kingdom, they can directly reach high positions.

Soon, two young men came in with panic on their faces.

Without even saluting Emperor Liao, one of them looked directly at the old man in blue and said, "Elder, it's not good, something seems to have happened to Uncle Lou!"

The old man in blue looked confused: "What do you mean?"

Lou Manman is a powerful Huayuan realm practitioner who is good at all kinds of powerful methods. She is famous even in the practice world. When she comes to the human world and is in the imperial city of Liao Kingdom, who can do anything to her?

The young man said with a pale face: "Uncle Lou went to visit the senior brother. The two of them had been chatting in the room. We were standing outside and suddenly heard the senior brother roar. When we opened the door, the room was full of burnt Smell, Senior Uncle Lou has disappeared, Senior Brother is kneeling on the ground crying..."

The old man in blue stood up suddenly and disappeared in a flash.

His two young apprentices, a man and a woman, looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Emperor Liao thought for a while, then stood up and said, "Go over and have a look."

When all this group of people appeared in Xiao Qingdao's room, Xiao Qingdao was already lying on the bed with a face as golden as paper.

There was a strong aura of death exuding from his body.

The old man in blue, who arrived here in advance, was looking at the piles of ashes on the table and on the ground, contemplating solemnly.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

Emperor Liao quickly came to Xiao Qingdao, frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Qingdao's eyes were open, but there was no look on his face. Faced with Emperor Liao's inquiry, he said nothing.

The old man in blue over there said in a very heavy voice: "Elder Lou's secret technique failed to kill people, and he suffered backlash. His body died, his soul disappeared."
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Sorry, I was delayed by something in the morning. I will update the next chapter as normal. I will review it... and pay attention to it in the future.

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