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This shocking battle was like a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing the tranquility of the world of immortality.

However, the battle ended just as quickly, as if everything disappeared in an instant, leaving only silence.

But this short battle caused an uproar in the world of immortality.

The immortal cultivators were shocked by the intensity of the battle, and they all discussed whether some old monster from the Mahayana realm had come out of the mountain. Otherwise, who could be the person in the entire cultivating world who could cut off Li Jianxin's arm?

Inside the Hidden Moon Sword Sect.

Li Jianxin sat on the palace with a gloomy expression, his face twitching slightly as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

Three months have passed since the battle with Shen Shuqiu.

After three months of retreat for healing, Li Jianxin's injuries have basically recovered.

But the broken arm could not be reattached no matter what. During this period, no matter what methods Li Jianxin used, he could not restore it.

Even if she used expensive heaven-level elixirs to regenerate her broken arm, her flesh and blood could not break out of the cocoon.

In the place where her broken arm was, there was a strange blood entangled like a demon, corroding her body all the time.

Every moment, the blood seemed to be alive, greedily gnawing at her skin and bone marrow.

Severe pain hit her like a tide, torturing her body and mind.

This pain was like thousands of fine needles piercing her body at the same time, making it impossible for Li Jianxin to avoid it.

But that weird blood showed no mercy at all, and still eroded her mercilessly, as if it wanted to devour her.

Li Jianxin needs to spend a lot of energy every time to stop the pain from getting worse.

And these days, Li Jianxin can't help but think of the little girl in red.

A hundred years have passed by like a fleeting moment.

A quick glance in the past, now we meet again, and the gate of memory slowly opens.

That face, like the fog dissipating, gradually became clear.

Although the girl's features are not the same as before, time has not left many traces on her body.

Now Li Jianxin is extremely convinced that the little girl in red was snatched away by the blood shadow a hundred years ago, and she is also Fang Jingyun's daughter.

But what surprised Li Jianxin the most was that the girl in red now seemed to be the sword spirit of that sword.

This appearance immediately made Li Jianxin feel deeply uneasy.

Especially the terrifying power emanating from it can seriously injure oneself just by relying on a mortal.

If she were to fall into the hands of Demon Sword Daxiu, it would be easy to kill her.

"No, this must not happen."

Li Jianxin couldn't help but have a hint of panic on his face.

Mortals are afraid of death, but cultivators are even more afraid of death, especially a high-ranking cultivator like her who cherishes her life even more.

"Master."

At this moment, a voice fell on Li Jianxin's ears.

She looked up suddenly and saw Ye Xie's figure appearing below the palace.

"Who let you in?"

Seeing Ye Xie, Li Jianxin couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Ye Xie, who was scolded by Li Jianxin, not only showed no anger at all, but actually sneered in his heart.

She just walked in openly and openly without Li Jianxin even noticing.

This also shows that Li Jianxin has been a little confused these days.

And the aura of the Blood Nether Pearl she left in his body has been sneaking and dormant, and in recent months, a secret has been slowly peeked from the depths of Li Jianxin's heart.

Although it was still very vague, Ye Xie was not in a hurry. Time was still very long, and one day Li Jianxin would slowly fall.

"The elders asked the disciples to come and check the master's status."

Ye Xie lowered his head and said.

"Go back and tell them that I am no longer seriously injured and will need to retreat for repairs in the near future."

Li Jianxin said coldly.

Ye Xie did not leave, but continued: "In recent days, there are always some Tribulation Realm monks coming to challenge the Master. The elders hope that the Master can come forward to solve the problem."

As soon as Ye Xie finished speaking, he felt a strong coldness coming towards his face.

"court death."

Li Jianxin stood up from the chair and glared.

Ever since she sat in the position of the leader of the Moon-covering Sword Sect, no one has dared to challenge her.

Now that she was seriously injured, someone immediately came to her door and threatened to challenge her.

This behavior directly angered Li Jianxin, but he finally sat back.

With her current broken arm and the broken sword in her hand, the combat power she can exert can only reach 60% of her peak period.

Going out to fight can no longer maintain the past without a single defeat.

Although it is unknown who the challengers are, they all want to take advantage of the opportunity to seize the title of the first calamity-crossing realm in the world of immortal cultivation.

"I will make the decision on this matter."

Li Jianxin said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Ye Xie's mouth turned cold, and then he turned and left without saying anything.

In an instant, only Li Jianxin was left in the empty palace.

"Fang Jingyun, if I can kill you once, I can also kill your offspring once."

Li Jianxin whispered to herself with cold eyes.

In her current state, she still needs to recover. Li Jianxin remembers the magic knife and the little girl who followed Shen Shuchou.

She can use her current status to let Yanyue Sword Sect find the whereabouts of the knife, but Li Jianxin does not want to do so.

Ever since she saw the power of the magic knife, a touch of greed has risen in her heart. Human nature is like this, and Li Jianxin is no exception.

If she relies on the sect to search, the return of the magic knife may not fall into her hands, and it is even possible that the secrets from a hundred years ago will be exposed.

Li Jianxin decided to rest for a while and do it herself.

As for Ye Xie who left, she was even less anxious. Although she had been looking for the whereabouts of the magic knife Ting Chunyu these days, she still found nothing.

Now Li Jianxin is slowly under her control. Even if she finds Ting Chunyu, it will still fall into Ye Xie's hands in the end.

The master and apprentice have their own thoughts, but their goals are always the same.

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Time flies, and the days and months pass by.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Ghost Crying Cliff, a Jedi shrouded in darkness forever.

The pale moonlight, like the eyes of a ghost, shines on this barren land through the thick darkness.

According to legend, this was once an ancient battlefield, and countless dead cultivators were buried here.

The wind whistled in my ears, as if those souls who could not rest were whimpering in a low voice.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and death, which made people feel chills.

The cliffs were steep and rocky, as if they were the faces of the devil, hideous and twisted.

In this silent darkness, eerie cries were heard from time to time.

It seemed that the wronged souls of those cultivators were telling their pain and unwillingness.

These voices were like weeping and complaining, making people shudder and tremble with fear.

This place is a forbidden place for cultivators. If you accidentally step into this place, you must leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will be lost by the dead souls here.

At this moment, the sky was shrouded in a dark cloud, and a moon was looming, as if it was hidden.

The pale moonlight shone through the clouds and sprinkled on the cliff, illuminating a dark scene.

Under this strange light, the figures of two girls appeared.

Under the moonlight, the faces of the two girls gradually became clear.

Their beauty was like two bright stars in the night sky, reflecting each other and it was hard to tell which was better.

The moonlight fell on their skin like a veil, outlining a soft outline.

Their eyes were clear and bright, as peaceful as autumn water, revealing a deep and charming charm.

Their hair fluttered gently in the wind, as if dancing with the moonlight.

One of the girls had a face as delicate as a petal, and a faint smile on the corners of her lips that were slightly raised.

Her beautiful eyes were like bright gems, shining with gentle light.

The other girl exuded a cold breath, and there was a hint of indifference between her eyebrows.

Their beauty was different, reflecting each other, like two exquisite paintings.

"Pei Rou, long time no see."

One of the girls stared at the indifferent girl opposite her who was almost merging with the darkness.

"How did you find me?" Pei Rou looked at the girl opposite and said indifferently. Although her appearance had changed, Pei Rou still recognized her. It was Wen Yanyu. "I have been looking for you for seven years." Wen Yanyu smiled slightly, as if he had guessed that Pei Rou would ask this. "So it has been seven years?" Pei Rou lowered her eyes when she heard this. "To be precise, ten years have passed." Wen Yanyu smiled lightly. "Do you want revenge?" Wen Yanyu did not say anything about the past, but went straight to the point. As soon as these words came out, it was like a sharp sword piercing Pei Rou's heart. She raised her head suddenly, and her cold eyes looked extremely cold under the dim moonlight. "Why would I not want to?" Pei Rou's voice was low and indifferent. A sense of hatred and murderous intent intertwined in her words, like a shrill ghost wind blowing at the bottom of the cliff. She has never seen her brother since she was taken away by Li Qingyue seven years ago.

Although Li Qingyue told her that her brother would probably never come back, Pei Rou

Still don't want to believe it.

It wasn't until later that Yi Ting Chunyu came back to her on his own initiative that he told her about Shen Shuqiu's death.

This piece of news was like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing her heart, leaving her breathless.

At that time, Pei Rou's mind went blank and she could not accept this cruel reality.

Shen Shuqiu's departure caused her world to collapse instantly, and everything became gloomy.

Sadness surged into her heart like a tide. She clutched her chest tightly, trying to calm the pain in her heart, but it was in vain.

But later, when Hong Yu told her that she still had a chance to avenge her brother, Pei Rou's gloomy world had a trace of living faith, which was to kill Li Jianxin and Ye Xie.

But the premise is that Pei Rou needs to leave this place with Ting Chunyu. Naturally, Pei Rou agreed to this choice without hesitation.

Afterwards, she said goodbye to Li Qingyue and followed Ting Chunyu to the place called Ghost Crying Cliff.

Here Pei Rou needs to listen to Chun Yu pouring power into her every day.

Pei Rou, on the other hand, would fall into a chaotic consciousness, unaware of the flow of time in the outside world, and would only wake up occasionally.

"I can help you, I want to kill her too."

Wen Yanyu put away the smile on her face and her tone became cold.