I Pushed Through The Weird World

Chapter 265: Thousands of miles of peach blossoms, pity for the flowers and the moon

The night is getting dark.

Under the bright moonlight, an unnoticed low-lying spot suddenly cracked open.

A figure stepped on the void and emerged from the crack.

"Gu Yan, you're okay."

The soil squirmed, like water converging, turning into a small orange cat and jumping onto the figure's shoulder.

"Um."

Gu Yan nodded.

He has already mastered "The Sutra of Burial Suona".

"Burial Sutra·Paper Figure" One line, three knocks to kill a single individual.

"Burial Sutra·Suona" is a group soul attack that kills the body and soul after three sounds.

The combination of paper figures and suona.

From now on, his left-field strength leaps forward again.

certainly.

In addition, he has additional gains.

Gu Yan took out a bloody stone and threw it to Ju Bao: "Eat it."

"What's this?"

Jubao's nose twitched twice, and he swallowed the thing in confusion without any vigilance.

"This is something that suppresses the origin of the Burial Scripture!"

Thoughts flashed in Gu Yan's eyes: "I suspect that this is the remains of the previous practitioner of the "Ancient Scripture of Flesh and Blood" that you obtained."

In the secret realm, when the ancient scripture of flesh and blood was taken away, the octopus-like monster said that if he took it away, he would offend the master of flesh and blood.

And that secret realm is more like a secret realm of flesh and blood than a secret realm of paper figures.

I am afraid that a long time ago, the secret of the conflict between the Lord of Flesh and the Three Burial Immortals was hidden there.

They may not even be dead yet!

This is a big hidden danger!

Jubao swallowed the blood-colored stone for just one breath, and his body began to swell and swell like a balloon filled with water.

It showed joy on its face: "What a huge energy of flesh and blood, Gu Yan, I am going to complete the first level of the Ancient Scripture of Flesh and Blood!"

Talking and talking.

Jubao's eyes began to narrow.

It is about to fall into slumber and metamorphose again.

Gu Yan slapped Ju Bao on the head and hit him hard.

Ju Bao, who was about to fall into transformation, regained consciousness and looked at Gu Yan aggrievedly: "Why did you hit me?"

"Spit out the stone you covet, leave another location, send a message to Ye Huihuang, and ask him to come here and pick up the coffin!"

Jubao looked bitter.

I thought I could line my own pockets, but I didn’t expect that Gu Yan didn’t forget it at all.

It spit out the nine magic stones and sent a message to Ye Guihuang's Great Principle. Then he lay on his back in Gu Yan's arms and slowly fell asleep.

"Eat, drink, drink and sleep. Wait for me to feed you and you will become stronger, Zhen Zhen."

Gu Yan looked at the sweet orange baby sleeping in his arms and felt a little envious.

He shook his head and threw the nine magic stones behind his back.

Buzz~

A subtle knife sound sounded.

The Tiger Soul Blade took out a burst of black and red energy, turned into a rope and entangled the stone, and the Integrated Union entered the blade.

"gone."

Boom~

A purple thunder pierced the night and headed towards the interior of the Big Moon Empire.

at this time.

A nine-story penthouse built on top of a cliff.

Yao Yue sat cross-legged, looking at the moonlight above her head, unconsciously playing with a bloody token in her hand.

Her eyes were tired.

"I didn't expect this bunch of bitches to spend so much money this time to invite all the top ten geniuses here!"

Yao Yue sighed quietly.

Miscalculated.

The Earth Ranking is from the Big Moon Empire. There are currently only 103 rankings of Innate-level young geniuses under the age of fifty.

The threshold for being on the list is to have combat power comparable to Divine Ability Realm.

As for the top 20 on the Earth Ranking, any one has a record of reverse slashing Divine Ability, let alone the tenth-ranked Tianjiao!

The pity faction can only be regarded as a low-middle-level force in Dayue. If they want to invite a talent of that level, the price they pay is definitely not small!

I'm afraid that the people of the pity faction have figured out the reality of their own elders, and they are going to force them to return to the pity faction this time without giving them any chance.

"Zheng Hao, the nine of them, are worthless. They still had chances in the past. I'm afraid they will be swept away once they enter the secret realm this time."

"My only hope is Gu Yan."

Yao Yue clenched the bloody token in her hand and was slightly absent-minded.

In fact, the Huayue Sect and the Lianxi faction were originally two branches of a faction called Yihuagong a long time ago, and together they happen to be Lianhua Xiyue.

They all come from the same source.

Yaoyue is not averse to the re-merger.

The problem is, as time passes.

The pity faction has become a sect of harvesting carnations, which makes it hard for her to accept!

"only."

"Tomorrow is the first fight, I don't know if Gu Yan will make a mistake!"

Thinking of this, Yaoyue sighed again.

Man, this is so unreliable!

Gu Yan's refusal to leave without leaving, and Zheng Hao's renunciation, including evil intentions, all made her physically and mentally exhausted.

Phew~

The night breeze caresses gently, and the faint fragrance escapes.

A light figure with fluttering long skirt came on the wind and landed on the top of the attic.

Yaoyue immediately restrained her sad face and turned it into a stern look towards the person: "Shanggong Xiyu, as a contemporary senior sister of the pity school, you don't practice at night, so you seem to have a lot of free time."

"Kekeke~"

The visitor covered Cherry's little mouth and let out a crisp laugh.

"Isn't it because Sister Yaoyue was so worried that she couldn't sleep because of tomorrow's competition, so she came here to comfort her?"

Yao Yue had a hot temper and her face sank: "Do you think that by inviting that Tie Wenhao, you can take advantage of my Huayue Sect?"

"oh?"

Shanggong Xiyu stepped barefoot in the air, put on a long skirt, walked in front of Yaoyue, and looked down at her condescendingly: "Sister Yaoyue, the last support in your heart is that person named Gu Yan?"

She looked mocking.

"I feel pity for Pai. In the entire Great Moon, there are more than tens of thousands of people involved, and more than a hundred forces are involved. Even if he is an Innate genius comparable to Divine Ability, how dare he be our enemy!"

"No one is stupid."

"Men are even more unreliable!"

"You didn't see how groveling the nine people you invited were licking their faces and betraying all your information."

"I guess he knew about our situation and ran away."

"Kekeke~"

"Yao Yue, what do you think?"

crunch.

When Yao Yue heard Shang Gong Xiyu's melodious laughter, she clenched her fists, and a huge three-meter-long hammer appeared behind her, exuding a suppressed and violent aura.

"Have you said enough?"

Yao Yue bit her silver teeth lightly, restraining her inner urge to smash Gong Xiyu in front of her with a hammer: "Enough said, get out of here!"

Shang Gong Xiyu was a little afraid and took two steps back and licked her tongue.

"Sister Yao Yue, now I have pity and sent the Supreme Elder to break through the law and want to restore the glory of Yihua Palace. The trend is unstoppable!"

"However, if you Divine Ability Realm Great Elder is still here, you will have more autonomy, right?"

Yaoyue's pupils shrank.

The supreme elder of the pity sect broke through the law?

"impossible!"

Her tone was decisive.

"Our practice method wants to break through the third realm. Unless there are strong people in the third realm who are willing to sacrifice, don't try to sway my mind here!"

Looking at Yao Yue who held up her face, Shang Gong Xiyu smiled disdainfully.

"What's the point of lying to you?"

"Yao Yue, to be honest, I am very fond of you. If you are willing to commit yourself to me, I may not be able to let you go in this competition."

Shang Gong Xiyu glanced at Yaoyue with seductive eyes and licked her pink tongue.

"Giggle~"

"You still have some time to think about it carefully."

Amidst Shang Gong Xiyu's delicate laughter, the peach blossoms bloomed and disappeared in front of Yao Yue.

Yaoyue's clenched fists slowly unclenched.

She knew that the top ten geniuses on the list were invited by Shang Gong Xiyu.

If the other party is willing to let go, even if Gu Yan doesn't come, he still has a chance to find the treasures that the great elder needs in the secret realm.

But he is arrogant and doesn't even want to rely on a man. Should he commit himself to a woman for the sake of the sect?

"What on earth am I going to do?"

Yao Yue looked up at the bright moon above her head, her eyes a little confused.

Soft breeze and drizzle, on the top of the cliff.

Four young men and women sat in all directions, looking at the vast sea of ​​peach blossoms below them, drinking and having fun.

One of them gently waved the paper fan in his hand, picked up the drink in front of him, looked at the young man in blood-colored armor at the head of the table, and smiled faintly.

"The peach blossoms bloom in March, and a smile spreads thousands of miles."

"It is said that thousands of years ago, the general who ruled the country broke through the three irons. In order to win the beauty, he used the method of moving mountains to spread the peach blossom forest across thousands of miles and planted it here."

"Brother Iron."

"Today you followed the example of your ancestors and took action to suppress the little Huayue Sect for Fairy Xiyu, which is considered a good talk."

The young man in armor had a resolute face and shook his head when he heard this: "If Xiyu hadn't said that the Huayue Sect invited a master who understood the soul of the sword, I would have no interest in participating in this child's game."

With a fighting spirit on his face, he picked up the drink and said, "Drink and watch the show!"

"Haha~"

The other three smiled lightly when they heard this.

Too.

The man in front of them was Young Master Tie Wenhao, who was ranked tenth on the Earth Ranking of Dayue. He had killed many powerful Divine Ability warriors with less than a single blow.

Even the talented genius invited by the Huayue Sect to condense the sword soul is definitely no match for Tie Wenhao!

The four of them picked up their drinks and drank them all in one gulp, looking down at the open space in the peach forest.

A sea of ​​peach blossoms.

A makeshift arena covers an area of ​​several miles, with the brilliance of the formation shining brightly.

On the periphery of the arena, there are lofts, restaurants, and pavilions, filled with fat, thin, and shy women.

They may be charming, aloof, or pure, with different temperaments, but no matter which one they look like, they are all superior.

Today is the battle between the Huayue Sect and the Pity Sect that takes place once in several years.

Shangguan Xiyu, some true disciples of the Pity Sect, and the nine invited geniuses were sitting under the ring, chatting about interesting things in the Dayue Jianghu, laughing from time to time, and waiting early.

"Fairy Xiyu, counting the time, it should be time for the competition. Why haven't the people from the Huayue Sect come yet?"

"Could they be afraid?"

A handsome-looking young man with a pale complexion spoke in a frivolous tone.

The woman next to him had a cold look in her eyes.

This person was invited here by himself, but he kept trying to talk to senior sister Shangguan Xiyu, which made her very embarrassed.

Shangguan Xiyu smiled tenderly at the young master: "Young Master Wang, don't worry, my sister Yao Yue has a very stubborn temper. Even if she is bound to lose, she will definitely come back."

She just finished speaking.

Ten figures came through the sky, attracting the attention of hundreds of people on the field.

"good!"

"Even if I, Yaoyue, lose, I will not run away!"

Yao Yue, along with Zheng Hao and nine other people, landed in front of Shangguan Xiyu's group of people and spoke indifferently.

"Have a temper, I like it."

The prince put away the folding fan in his hand and glanced at Yao Yue's mysterious figure with frivolous eyes, looking like a hungry wolf.

Yao Yue's face turned cold.

"I like your mother!"

She tiptoed, jumped up, and raised her right hand.

Buzz~

A hammer larger than her whole body appeared in the palm of Yao Yue's raised right hand.

"I'll beat you to death!"

A sledgehammer weighing several thousand kilograms slammed down on the prince from top to bottom.

Boom~

The ground shook and dust rose.

More than twenty figures ducked and flew out in embarrassment.

"Is this the domineering Grandmaster Yaoyue of the Huayue Sect!"

Seeing this scene, the female disciples of the pity sect who were watching all covered their mouths that were open in shock.

Even female disciples with pure looks blushed when they saw it directly.

"Yaoyue!"

Several figures entered the room in a flash.

All the female disciples of the pity faction stood up one after another, and said in unison coquettishly: "I have seen the master of the faction!"

The leading woman has a face of twenty-eight, a red mole on her forehead, a big red robe, a majestic and dignified aura, and peach blossoms under her feet.

She glanced at the big hole that was smashed on the ground, and looked at Yaoyue with bad eyes.

"Yueyue, you are in our territory, attacking our invited guests, who will give you face?"

A wave of coercion enveloped Yao Yue's group of people.

Yaoyue held a sledgehammer that weighed several thousand catties, and withstood the pressure of the impact. There was no awe at all when facing the leader of the Pity Faction.

She smiled coldly.

"Then why don't you tell your guests to rinse their mouths before speaking?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You pity faction is becoming more and more worthless now. You even invite this kind of stuff, but I don't know how many female disciples from the inner sect you promised to serve."

The leader of the pity faction had a chill in his eyes.

As the leader of a faction, she spoke before just to give a step down to those invited Tianjiao, and continued to argue with Yaoyue, a junior, to lose her status.

She didn't continue to pay attention to Yaoyue, but took out a portrait and held it up respectfully.

Yaoyue immediately put away the sledgehammer in her hand and looked at the portrait respectfully. The rest of the female disciples of the Pity Sect also stood up respectfully.

"Welcome Patriarch, witness the 138th discussion between Lianxi and Huayue."

The leader of the pity faction spoke respectfully.

Buzz~

The portrait lifted into the sky and slowly unfolded.

In the scroll, I saw a woman lying on her back among peach blossoms, lazily admiring the moon. She turned her back to everyone, causing the illusion of peach blossoms and bright moon to appear and disappear around her.

"gorgeous."

"It's just a silhouette with such charming charm. I really envy the ancestors of Sanpo."

The top of the cliff.

Tie Wenhao was slightly absent-minded.

He is not an exception.

The men who were invited were all confused when they saw the back of the portrait.

It wasn't until the leader of the pity faction finished reciting and put the portrait away that everyone came back to their senses.

"The chanting is over, let the competition begin!"

The leader of the pity faction waved his hand.

The arena in the center of the clearing shone brightly, revealing two holes.

Whoosh~

A figure appeared on the stage first.

The figure was dressed in a showy white robe, waving a paper fan gently in his hand, and his face was pale. He was none other than the prince who had teased Yao Yue just now.

He looked at Yao Yue with a bad expression.

"You make me lose face."

"So, I will beat these nine losers one by one until they kneel down and beg for mercy, so that your Huayue Sect will know that Shui Qian bastard will not be able to get on the stage after all!"

Buzz~

A series of ferocious and huge shadows appeared behind him!

"Please Divine King's house!"

Behind Yao Yue, Zheng Hao and the other nine people saw clearly the shadow behind the prince and exclaimed.

In fact, every shadow is equivalent to the blessing of an Innate-level god.

Behind the prince, there were actually nine figures.

How to fight this?

They were so frightened by this that they all took a step back, timid before they stood up!

"Haha~"

"Giggle~"

See this scene.

The prince and the surrounding disciples from the pity faction who watched the battle burst into laughter.

Yao Yue also didn't expect that the other party would be a master of this level when he appeared.

Hearing the undisguised ridicule from around him.

Her face gradually turned livid

(End of chapter)