At noon, the bright sunlight shone into this primitive forest. Everything here photosynthesized, and millions of species were either moving or quiet. The entire forest was full of vitality.
A leopard had already caught its prey. It was a fat rabbit. Scarlet blood flowed down the rabbit's body and fell on the grass like blood-colored dewdrops.
In a cave somewhere in the forest, the sound of animals gnawing on bones could be heard. However, no one noticed that a little spark was flickering in the cave, making people's hair stand on end.
" Master…Master…Wait…Wait…" This voice seemed to come from hell. A leopard gnawing on its food in its cave, its fur standing on end like needles. It roared at the voice from hell, bit the rabbit, and retreated step by step. In the end, it actually abandoned its food and fled. The sound of bones being gnawed came from the cave again. As the sound of bones being torn gradually faded, the starlight slowly dissipated and returned to its original state. It was quiet and there was no more movement.
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At the back of Mount Buddha, the edgeless Water-Breaking Blade was like an arrow that had left its bow. It brought up the dust on the ground and flew towards Lan Shan, who was about to stand up. Yang Yang's entire body was in pain. His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. He looked up at Guan Yin Bodhisattva and muttered,"I think it's right!"
"Chi!" The Water Splitting Blade stabbed into Lanshan's heart. At this moment, Lanshan didn't feel any pain. It was as if he had let go of something or recalled something. A smile that he had never seen before hung on his lips as he slowly closed his eyes.
Yang Yang, who was paralyzed on the ground, looked at Lan Shan. His heart felt like it had been untied, but it also felt like it had been locked. Holding the flute in his left hand, Yang Yang propped up his exhausted body and tidied his messy hair with his right hand. He staggered to Lan Tian and pulled out the water knife. Blood did not spurt out as he had expected. Instead, it flowed down slowly. Lan Tian fell down...
Yang Yang held a flute in his left hand and a saber in his right hand. He forced himself to support his broken body and looked up at the foggy sky. His eyes had turned purple-red, as if they were dripping blood. It was as if everything around him was trembling. He remembered everything. He understood his past and present lives. He knew about his relatives, lovers, friends…
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With a loud rumble, thunder rumbled from the sky. Black lightning flashed through the sky, as if the dark night sky was about to split open. A moment later, bean-sized raindrops fell like knives and hit Yang Yang's body, making a popping sound.
Soon after, a heavy downpour began.
In the blink of an eye, the world was filled with a layer of mist. Yang Yang's entire body was completely drenched in an instant, and he felt indescribably cold. He raised his head and looked in the direction he had come from. The sky was originally dark, and Winnie was fighting with the various sects. It was as bright as day.
He wanted to move to help Winnie, but he fell on the hard bluestone ground and could not get up again.
This heavy rain seemed to be a punishment from the heavens. It did not stop. The rain did not retreat at all. Lightning flashed and thunder roared on his body!
The rain had already drenched his black hair and slid down his face. Yang Yang did not even have the strength to open his eyes. However, at this moment, when no one was around, he suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him. A pair of beautiful feet stepped in front of him.
He raised his head with difficulty. Lightning flashed in the sky and huge thunder rumbled. With that faint light, he saw the woman standing in front of him.
Yang Yang smiled bitterly.
Duanmu Aoxue was also drenched from head to toe. In a flash of lightning, her figure appeared in an instant. Yang Yang could feel that she was right in front of him.
In the storm, this gentle figure gently squatted down in front of him.
The heavier the rain, the more violent the wind!
The place where the martial arts meet was like a sudden clap of thunder.
A cold palm with a slight tremble caressed Yang Yang's face. A dream-like voice spoke in a low voice on this stormy night,""Yang Yang, is that you?"
Yang Yang had already remembered who this person was. He closed his eyes and nodded heavily.
"Let me take you away!" the woman said.
Yang Yang shook his head.
"Boom!" A few thunderclaps seemed to have shattered the sky and shattered Yang Yang's soul. In the midst of the violent lightning and the howling wind and rain, the pear blossoms danced like a group of demons. That gentle face and pair of gentle eyes were like the sweetest figure in a dream, accompanying Yang Yang.
In the wind and rain, she whispered to Yang Yang, as if she was speaking to her own heart. She said softly, softly,"The Dharma Master cast a spell to make me forget about you and escape the pain of missing you. However, after this competition with you, I thought about it. I hope to share the pain in your heart with you. I always hope that one day, you will still remember me…"
The voice became softer and softer, gradually fading away. The wind and rain became even more violent. That figure was so weak, like a blade of grass that was injured in the wind, swaying unsteadily. Yang Yang was in a trance, as if he was in a dream.
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In the battle arena, the young monks of the Misty Cloud Monastery could not help but sigh when they saw the destruction of the temple. There were many casualties, and they began to recite the Rebirth Sutra. Shaolin Temple's Master Liaokong commanded everyone to fight Winnie. He struck out with his Demon Subduing Staff, and Winnie dodged it. With a bang, another small courtyard of the temple appeared.
"Old Baldy, if you have the guts, come over and fight to the death. Don't hide behind everyone and attack me!”Winnie shouted at Sect Leader Kong.
"Amitabha. Lord Demon God, you have sinned greatly. If you don't turn back now, I'm afraid that the Death Buddha will seal you forever when he comes!”
"Bah! Old Baldy, is this great aunt afraid of a monk? If he could give birth to a child, then this great aunt would admit that she was afraid!”
Everyone was speechless.
Yang Yang finally walked over from the back of the mountain. The person supporting him was a young woman. At this moment, he was standing behind Winnie. He saw Winnie's angry face and her waist as she shouted at the sect master of the Cloud Mist Temple.
Just as Yang Yang was thinking about how shameless these guys were, bullying a little girl, he suddenly heard someone shouting from the other side,""Aoxue, come back quickly. Why are you standing with this yaomo?”
Yang Yang raised his head and saw that it was Abbess Jinghui, the Sect Leader of the Emei Sect. Previously, Duanmu Aoxue was heavily injured and was arranged to stay in a guest room far away from the battle. Who knew that through the competition with Yang Yang, the "Oblivion Spell" used on Duanmu Aoxue had disappeared!
Duanmu Aoxue looked at his master and knelt down.""Master, this disciple has let down your high hopes. This person is the person this disciple wants to forget. Even if he is a human or a ghost, Aoxue will never leave him again.
The Sect Leader of Emei, Nun Jinghui, was furious.
Yang Yang then looked around the arena. Winnie had already started fighting with Sect Leader Kong. He reached out and patted Aoxue's shoulder lightly. Duanmu Aoxue stood up.
Yang Yang took a closer look at Duanmu Aoxue. It had been more than a month since he last saw her. She looked thinner. He didn't know if it was because of the pain, but from here, Yang Yang still felt a sense of familiarity. He felt that she was more beautiful than before. Her face had become more beautiful, but she had lost a lot of weight. She was like a wounded flower bud that had bloomed again. There was an additional drop of cold dew. She was sad and lonely, making her even more beautiful.
Although the sect leaders who were fighting Winnie on the battlefield were all powerful, their golden and colorful magic weapons seemed to come alive in the air and chased after Winnie. However, Winnie responded calmly, but her forehead was full of sweat. Although Winnie had a high cultivation level, she had zero actual combat experience, so she looked a little embarrassed.
The Great Compassion Mantra sounded in the arena. Three sariras flew up and down in the air, chasing after Winnie. Winnie was not careful and was hit by one of them. Fortunately, she was wearing a divine armor and flew away in a sorry state. The people of the righteous path took the opportunity to launch their strongest attack, and Winnie responded in a hurry. Yang Yang stood beside her and looked at Winnie. Winnie was sweating profusely. Her snow-white face was now covered in tears. It was really touching. However, he was worried about Winnie and only hoped that it would end soon.
Suddenly, Yang Yang heard a whistling sound in the arena. He looked over and saw that it was the Emei Sect Master, Nun Jinghui, who had stepped out of the crowd and shot a strange light over. Nun Jinghui's cultivation was not low, and the Heavenly Sword was powerful in her hand. Winnie dealt with it carefully...
The righteous people fell silent. Winnie scolded,""The so-called righteous path only knows how to bully the few with numbers.”
Suddenly, the sound of wind rose in Yang Yang's hand, and the White Dragon Flute rushed out. The light was no longer jade-white like before, but a little purple. Purple light burst out and rose into the air.
Yang Yang knew the power of the Divine Sword of Emei's Priestess Jinghui, so he used the White Dragon Flute to block it.
The Shaolin Temple Master, Liao Kong, waved his right hand. The three sariras in the air rushed towards Winnie again, trying to entangle her. Winnie was not someone who could be easily entangled. However, Winnie was afraid that Yang Yang would be seriously injured again. The Heavenly Divine Sword was shaken back by Winnie, and the sarira hit Winnie's back again.
Yang Yang saw that Tian Weini was continuously injured and was anxious. He wanted to go up and help, but suddenly, his shoulder was pulled by someone. He saw that it was Duanmu Aoxue. Duanmu Aoxue straightened his expression and whispered,""Don't go out. Your current physical condition will only drag her down. It's best for us to wait and see.”
Yang Yang immediately came to his senses. He nodded and put away the White Dragon Flute.
At this time, Winnie took out a scimitar and used it freely. In the midst of the myriad rays of light, the sect leaders of the various sects felt dizzy. They only felt that there were saber lights from all directions, trapping them in the middle. They could not rush out or break through. In a while, they were afraid that they would be injured.
Yang Yang saw that Winnie had such a trick up her sleeve, and the anxiety on his face lessened. The people of the righteous path were surprised. Winnie was already beautiful and had a sexy figure. The young disciples were all stunned.
When Nun Jinghui saw this, she sighed in admiration. The cultivation base of the sect leaders was not as high as Winnie's, but their experience in fighting enemies was far beyond that of a fledgling little demon god like Winnie. Winnie rolled her eyes and glanced at Nun Jinghui. She immediately shouted,""Old nun, you look pretty and delicate. I didn't expect you to have such a shameful thing with this old monk!”
All of a sudden, the people present quieted down. A moment later, the righteous people started cursing at Winnie. Yang Yang laughed at Winnie for having so many crooked ideas. Some of the righteous people couldn't help but laugh.
The Emei Sect Master, Nun Jinghui, was angry and anxious. She said angrily," What nonsense are you talking about?"
Winnie pointed her scimitar and said righteously,""If I wasn't on good terms with this old monk, why would I keep helping him?”
As she said this, even the Shaolin Temple Master, Liaokong, changed his expression. He chanted " Amitabha Buddha " and Nun Jinghui's face turned pale with anger. She actually knew that this was Winnie's trick to provoke her. However, she was still a girl and was the Emei Sect Master. How could she not be angry when she was suddenly insulted in front of so many people? She immediately revealed a flaw in her magic weapon.
Winnie took the opportunity and rushed out of the crowd. Only then did he see Winnie's figure scuttle out. He heard a " boom ". The place where Winnie was just now had turned into a deep pit. If someone else was in the middle, they would have been crushed into pieces. It could be seen how high Winnie's cultivation was.
Winnie couldn't help but stick out her tongue. Brother Yang, let's go!"
Nun Jinghui was extremely angry. Her originally snow-white face turned red. She didn't say anything more. She held the Heavenly Sword and flew like lightning toward Winnie.
Winnie took the two of them and turned around to run. Seeing that they were about to escape, the various sects rode on clouds and magic treasures to chase after them.
In the blink of an eye, only those disciples with low cultivation were left. Winnie's face darkened when she saw the bees chasing after her. She knew that she couldn't stay here for long, so she sped up and fled.
The Emei Sect Master frowned and the Heavenly Sword flew out of his hand. It flew straight at Yang Yang…
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Winnie did not expect Nun Jinghui to do this. With a " chi " sound, she stabbed her sword into Yang Yang's back. Everyone saw a drop of blood fall from the corner of Yang Yang's mouth onto a beautiful flower.
Winnie felt that something was wrong, so the three of them landed on the ground and saw a sword stabbed into Yang Yang's back.
" Brother Yang..." Winnie shouted anxiously.
" Yang Yang…" Duanmu Aoxue also shouted.
Yang Yang looked at the two of them and spat out a mouthful of blood. He said intermittently,"I will die without regrets after taking revenge!”
"Wu wu…Brother Yang, I don't want you to die! "Yang Yang, wake up…" Two women's cries could be heard.
A fresh flower stained with blood, with a gentle breeze, its petals fell.
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