Mortal Bones

"You want to give me something?" Liu Zijin was a little surprised.

"Brother Taiping, the treasures on the mountain cannot be taken out of the mountain by the sister."

At this time, Du Qianjiang reminded Xu Taiping.

"It's not a treasure." Xu Taiping lifted up a small wooden box that had been tucked under his armpit with one hand, and then opened the lid of the wooden box with the other hand.

As soon as the lid was opened, a bright golden light emanated from the wooden box.

Everyone looked closely and couldn't help but be speechless.

It turned out that Xu Taiping brought a box of gold.

But immediately, the master of Shen Feng smiled again:

"Taiping, you are still thoughtful. Down the mountain, this thing is more useful than elixir and spiritual treasure."

"Thank you."

Liu Zijin also smiled happily at this time, and then took the box handed to him by Xu Taiping.

What made her happy was not what Xu Taiping gave him, but that in this huge Qingxuan Sect, there were still people who thought about her.

"Liu Zijin, we have found the person, it's time to go."

At this time, the spiritual crane Gray Wing urged again.

Hearing this, Liu Zijin's eyes dimmed again, but she immediately squeezed out a smile on her slightly haggard face and said:

"Goodbye, Junior Brother Taiping."

While speaking, she hugged the box of gold tightly.

"Goodbye."

Xu Taiping also smiled and nodded.

...

Outside the mountain.

In a lush forest.

Liu Zijin stood alone under a huge fir tree.

And above her head, a spiritual crane was slowly disappearing into the sky.

Looking at a small path in the forest ahead, Liu Zijin was in a daze.

Although she acted very calm and composed when saying goodbye to her master, all this was just a disguise to reassure those who still cared about her.

In fact, the real her was still desperate and powerless.

She hadn't figured out how to live after losing her sister, her spirit bones, and not being able to avenge her.

"I'm sorry, Master, Senior Brother, and Junior Brother Taiping, I may disappoint you again, but this is the last time."

Liu Zijin stood there motionless, muttering to herself.

As she spoke, she put down the box of gold that Xu Taiping gave her, then took out a dagger for self-defense from her waist and pulled it out of the sheath.

She no longer had any motivation to walk out of the mountain and into the secular world.

"Sister, useless sister, I'm here to see you, and this time we will never separate."

As she said this, she pointed the dagger at her chest.

"Crack!"

But at this moment, a strange sound of ice breaking suddenly sounded in the silent forest.

Liu Zijin instinctively put down the dagger.

Then, the "crack" sound rang out one after another.

After listening carefully, Liu Zijin suddenly found that the sound came from the box at her feet.

The box that Xu Taiping gave her.

"Could it be that Taiping has hidden something under this box of gold?"

Driven by curiosity, Liu Zijin put down the dagger, opened the box, and then took out the gold ingots one by one.

When she picked up the gold ingots, she suddenly found that they were cold to the touch, as if they had been refrigerated in an ice cellar.

After taking away all the gold ingots on top.

Liu Zijin saw a large ice block that had cracked.

"This is..."

Confused, Liu Zijin reached out and picked up the large ice block.

When she finally saw the front of the ice block, her pretty face froze there.

It was a frozen head.

It was Lu Chen's head.

After being stunned for a long time, Liu Zijin suddenly knelt on the ground.

Then, a burst of wailing sounded in the forest.

However, although the sound was heartbreaking, it was more like the venting of some emotions rather than the wail of despair.

Just as the sun was setting in the west and the sunset was pouring into the forest, Liu Zijin, whose voice was already hoarse, stopped crying.

She stood up, wiped the tears from her face, and then looked at the mountain road ahead and said:

"I am not qualified to die here. For the sake of our two sisters who met by chance, Junior Brother Taiping dared to assassinate Lu Chen. How can I face my sister?"

"Since this mortal body cannot walk the path of a cultivator, then I will walk the path of a warrior. Even if I cannot live forever, my practice cannot stop here!"

With this thought in mind, she put Lu Chen's head away, picked up the wooden box, and walked towards the path at the foot of the mountain with firm steps in the afterglow of the sunset.

...

The next day, at noon, the sun was scorching.

Wulaotan, on Jianping.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Jiang Zhi, the eldest sister of the Seventh Peak, flew upside down on the Jianping. The green light curtain that originally covered the six disciples of the Seventh Peak, including Dugu Qingxiao, shattered in an instant.

"Alas, if only we could hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, when the time comes, the Five Peaks will be defeated in breaking the formation this time."

Seeing this scene, Wu Liang, the eighth disciple of the Seventh Peak, sighed unwillingly.

Xu Taiping, who was sitting next to him, also showed regret.

Today is the third match of the Seventh Peak Competition, and its sharpness can break metal.

This match is about the attack and defense of the sword formation. The two sides draw lots to decide who will attack and who will defend, and then one side will form a killing formation and the other side will form a defensive formation, contradicting each other to see whether the spear breaks the shield or the shield blocks the spear.

And in this match, it was obvious that the "shield" of the Seventh Peak could not stop the "spear" of the Five Peaks, and they were completely defeated.

"As expected of the Seventh Peak, which always comes last, they have lost three matches, and this one was the first one, and they lost to the Five Peaks, which already had a lack of people. If I were a disciple of the Seventh Peak, I would definitely be so ashamed that I would dig a hole and bury myself on the spot."

"They are so shameless. Not to mention losing three matches, even if they lose seven matches, they will still participate in the next Seven Peaks Competition."

Amid the noise on the Cloud Tower, several disciples who were sitting behind Xu Taiping and Wu Liang, and who did not know which peak they were from, suddenly started to sneer at the Seventh Peak.

"You guys..."

"Eighth Senior Brother."

Old Eight Wu Liang rolled up his sleeves and was about to argue with the people behind him, but before he stood up, he was pressed back to his seat by Xu Taiping.

"Let them talk, we will perform well in the next match and make them shut up."

Xu Taiping smiled at Old Eight.

"Alas..."

Old Eight sighed again.

Given the current state of the Seven Peaks, even he had no hope for the next game.

"Let's go pick up the senior sisters."

Xu Taiping stood up and patted Old Eight's shoulders with a smile.

"Yeah."

Old Eight nodded with a heavy face.

Just as they went downstairs, the two heard several disciples talking about their Seven Peaks -

"I heard that the fourth round of the dripping water wears away the stone, and the Seven Peaks will also participate."

"Didn't they say that one of their disciples was injured and couldn't participate?"

"It is said that the new disciple was asked to fill the number."

"What about Xu Taiping?"

"Yes."

"Can this Xu Taiping fly a sword?"

"He has only been a few months since he joined, I don't think it will happen."

"Then we will have another good show to watch tomorrow."

Obviously, in this Seven Peaks Competition, the Seven Peaks has become a laughing stock for all the disciples of Qingxuan Sect.