The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 749 Unforgettable and unfeeling, master of swordsmanship (fourth)
Chapter 820 Forgetfulness, Unfeeling, Master of Swordsmanship (for subscription, reward)
The beautiful figure in white clothes left, the coercion here completely disappeared, the bald monk calmed down and walked towards Gu Bei slowly.

"Big... my lord,"

The bald monk bowed to Gu Bei and said respectfully.

At this time, the bald monk no longer called Gu Bei "the benefactor", but called "Master" in awe, which naturally contained gratitude for the life-saving grace.

What's more, even Lord Buddha's soul can be destroyed; the bald monk called Gu Bei "Master" without feeling anything wrong.

"Little bald donkey, why haven't you left yet?"

Gu Bei glanced at the bald monk in surprise.

"Little monk... I would venture to ask..." The bald monk stared at Gu Bei with curiosity, a little timidly.

"If you know it, it would be presumptuous to ask!"

Gu Bei glared at the bald monk impatiently.

The bald monk scratched his bald forehead honestly, and Gu Bei wanted to laugh, but he said casually, "The figure in white just now is the one you imagined in your mind. Now, you are temporarily free." , Get out, get out!"

Gu Bei waved his hand impatiently, and it turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

When the bald monk suddenly heard Gu Bei's words, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he murmured, "It really is her!"

Then, the bald monk saw Gu Bei's streamer disappearing into the sky, and then he glanced around, his mind lost in thought.

Now, Lord Buddha's soul in this world has been destroyed, and he no longer has to complete the previous order task.

Just like what Gu Bei said, he became a free man for the time being, no longer need to be imprisoned by the mission, and can live a free life.

But the bald monk himself was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

What's more, what was destroyed was only a fragment of the Lord Buddha's soul; if the Lord Buddha's real body came the moment, he still couldn't escape the fate of death.

After thinking about it, the bald monk slapped his forehead and croaked, as if he suddenly realized: "Anyway, I am free now, and I am a complete living body now, so let's experience my free life. It is not in vain. Come to this world for a while!"

The Buddha's light flickered, the bald monk disappeared, and there are no Buddhist and Taoist attendants in this world for the time being~~
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In the blessed land of the secret realm of Gujia Village, a mountain range was specially designated for the use of Jue Jiange.

Absolute Sword Pavilion established a sect here, and Yan Ran became a part of Gu Family Village; needless to say, they were also labeled as "Gu Bei", and they were regarded as subordinates of Gu Bei.

The disciples of Juejian Pavilion didn't complain at all. After all, here, they don't need to be bullied by the people of Jiancun, and they don't need to be their servants, so they can concentrate on their cultivation.

However, the pavilion master Ling Jue showed a worried expression every day.

There is no other, only because he is the only true disciple of Jue Jiange, his apprentice-Leng Zixi.

At this time, Leng Zixi, who was dressed in purple, had completely changed since Gu Beishi turned into a statue, becoming even colder.

Even him, the master, hardly talked to him.

After retreating and practicing every day, the first thing Leng Zixi does when he leaves the customs is to stand on the top of the back mountain and look at the standing statue on the lake bank.

A few drops of crystal glittered until they stood on the top of the back mountain all night, motionless.

In the early morning of the next day, she will retreat to practice again.

As for the newly established Absolute Sword Pavilion, the back mountain has become Leng Zixi's exclusive private training ground. A fellow apprentice wants to go up the mountain to enlighten this senior sister Leng.

After receiving it, Leng Zixi slashed out with a sword without saying a word.

That fellow junior had his arm broken on the spot!

Fortunately, Master Ling Jue appeared in time and rescued the fellow disciple. He used the best herbal medicine and took a hundred years of cultivation to connect the disciple's severed arm.

Since then, no one has come to the back mountain.

And Leng Zixi's character became more and more icy, and his whole body revealed an unkind chill.

But her sword intent has also become stronger, fiercer, but also more ruthless.

Seeing that the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art is about to be refined by Leng Zixi, the pavilion master Ling Jue is not at all happy or gratified, and is all worried.

During the period, he also persuaded Leng Zixi, but Leng Zixi just nodded in front of him. After returning to the back mountain, he still insisted on practicing the Taishang Wangqing Sword Art, and did not listen to his master.

Until last night, an incomparably powerful sword energy suddenly erupted from the back mountain, and the sword intent was criss-crossing, intending to destroy the world.

All the disciples of Absolute Sword Pavilion looked up at the direction of the back mountain, all showing ecstasy: "Senior sister, senior sister, she...has done it!"

Master Ling Jue was not happy at all, he just nodded and flew towards the back mountain.

When Master Ling Jue flew to the back mountain and landed in front of Leng Zixi, Leng Zixi, who was sitting cross-legged, was filled with icy sword intent and disheveled hair, without the slightest fairy dust aura of the past.

It gives people a sense of killing and icy coldness.

Opening his eyes, in Leng Zixi's incomparably cold and beautiful eyes, two wisps of killing and heartless sword intent shot out.

With a movement of the slender jade hand, the long sword moved with it, and immediately slashed towards Ling Jue.

The sword intent was sharp and fierce, and a thousand zhang rift was cut in the void in an instant.

Immediately, Ling Jue Daoist was shocked, and hastily swung his sword to block.

Although Ling Jue's sword energy is not weak, it is above the God of Transformation, but it cannot match the sword energy of Leng Zixi who has just been promoted to the early stage of God Transformation.

When the two sword qi collided, Master Ling Jue retreated hundreds of feet away in shock, his clothes were still stained with blood, and even the entire 300-meter back mountain was cut with a huge crack by Leng Zixi's sword. It seems to have formed a cliff.

Those Absolute Sword Pavilion disciples all showed horror and fear, and dared not go forward.

"Zixi, why are you bothering?! Listen to Master's persuasion, abandon yourself and forget your feelings! It will harm you!" Seeing Leng Zixi standing in the void with a heartless face, Jian Jue's real person showed A look of pain and regret.

He was the one who made her cultivate Taishang Wangqing; but now, it was him who asked her to abolish Taishang Wangqing!

Leng Zixi just glanced at Master Ling Jue with cold eyes, there was no such feeling between master and apprentice at all, as if completely forgetting and heartless, he uttered a few words coldly: "Disciple going down the mountain to test, farewell!"

A sharp sword light flickered, and Leng Zixi had already landed in front of the statue by the lake. She stretched out her jade hand tremblingly, gently stroking the cheek of Gu Bei's petrified statue, and said in a very cold voice: "Don't worry, I will kill the injured your people!"

On the eyelids, the last two crystal clear drops fell down!
Lifting the long sword, Leng Zixi cut off a lock of her hair, and it fell in front of Gu Bei's statue. In the cold eyes and pupils, the last trace of love was cut off with the sword.

The sword light pierced the sky, fierce as a sword fairy, Leng Zixi has left the blessed land of the secret realm of Gujia Village ~ whereabouts unknown!

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