Chapter 710: Secrets and sneak attacks

Chapter 710 Secrets and Sneak Attacks

"Changtian, what did you see?"

"Father, your cultivation level is constantly rising."

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The rain hits the window lattice and the wind blows the incense.

Xu Yinhe sat upright, his expression calm, and his low and gentle voice without any ripples:

"Wrong."

Xu Yuan hesitated slightly and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him:

"What does this mean?"

"It's not easy to observe the changes in your father's cultivation."

Xu Yinhe smiled slightly and suddenly shut down his cultivation.

At the same time, Xu Yuan's spiritual vision instantly fell into darkness. When he was surprised, he heard his father slowly spit out a sentence:

"But my father's cultivation is not rising, but recovering."

"." The corners of Xu Yuan's eyes twitched.

Xu Yinhe raised his hand and drank the wine cup in front of him, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes:

"When my father traveled around the world alone, I once met the woman named Wen in Tianmen Mountain. When I climbed to the top of the cliff, I saw her standing under the birch tree, looking at the Tianmen on the main peak.

“She said she was here to remember an old friend, and if she felt disturbed, she could leave immediately.

"That was the first time that my father faced a saint, but this saint communicated with my father in the tone of an ordinary person."

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Xu Yuan was silent.

If what the woman surnamed Wen said was true, with her eyesight, the moment she saw Xu Yinhe again, she might have already judged that Xu Yinhe, who was still a young man at the time, could become her fellow traveler.

That's why we talk about friendship in the tone of an ordinary person.

But according to the timeline known to Xu Yuan, this father entered Beijing at the age of sixteen, and rarely left Di'an after that. When he traveled around the world and met the woman named Wen, this father should have been only thirteen or fourteen years old. looks even smaller.

Xu Yinhe's low words continued:

"She saw the path I was taking in spiritual practice and wanted to persuade me to give up. She said that the Tao aggregates are the shackles of practitioners and that the current practice system is wrong. We discussed this on the top of the cliff for two days, but who I didn’t convince anyone.”

"But before she left, my father knew for the first time that becoming a saint was not the end of spiritual practice, so I could search for it."

Speaking of which,

Xu Yinhe slowly stood up from the futon and walked toward the papers in the depths. His voice echoed in the empty study:

"At that time, my father thought that she was a seeker and that he would definitely see her again in the future, but it was not until shortly after you were born, when my father was preparing to seek a realm above a saint, that he heard from her for the second time.

"That was a letter she took the initiative to send to her father, a letter about being above a saint.

"Through her letter, my father perfected the method of breakthrough, but at the moment of breakthrough, my father felt an overlook from the sky."

"Breakthrough will lead to death."

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Xu Yuan sat next to the tea table, lowered his eyes and listened carefully.

The time the father mentioned should be when Li Yaoxuan was seriously injured and when his mother was alive and dead.

It was also at this time that a voice came from the depths of the dark study room with a hint of trembling:

"Because of the gaze from the sky, my father could only retreat to suppress his cultivation, and created secret methods to suppress this breakthrough cultivation. During that time, Li Yaoxuan was seriously injured by the sect, your mother was designed to die, and Chang Ge was forced to I gave up my father's path. When Chang'an died, my father could not take action because the secret technique was not yet perfected, so I could only watch. Even now, my father does not dare to unlock the secret technique of this seal. "

The autumn rain stretches coldly, covering the entire sky.

Xu Yinhe sat behind the desk, his face hidden in the dim shadows.

Xu Yuan said softly in silence:

"Did she deliberately plan that time on the top of the cliff?"

Xu Yinhe leaned gently on the back of the chair and said slowly:

"There are very few coincidences in the world, but they are not non-existent. No one can accurately predict what will happen decades later."

Xu Yuan was quiet for a long time before he said:

"The path she wants to take should not conflict with your ideals, father."

"yes."

Xu Yinhe also knew it, and said in a deep tone: "Perhaps when we first met on the top of the cliff, besides discussing the Tao, I could discuss the world with her. The result should be different now, but fate has its way."

After the words fell, the father and son stopped communicating.

After listening to the rain for a while, Xu Yuan stood up from the futon, bowed his head and bowed to the black shadow deep in the study, and then walked out of the study.

Xu Yinhe didn't make a sound, but quietly watched the study door open and close in the shadows.

Stepping into the rain curtain, Xu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky, the look in his eyes was silent.

comminicate

The roads that could have overlapped at first, but because of the initial silence, they diverged and eventually turned into a confrontation between water and fire.

But it's too late to say that now.

No matter what the original intention is, the blood debt between the two parties has been completed, and the only choice is life and death.

Xu Yuan walked forward expressionlessly.

The autumn rain soaked through the clothes, and the bead curtain dripped down the long hair.

He quietly walked out of the inner courtyard and the sword pavilion. On the sword field, he saw Xu Changge, who had been waiting for a long time.

Xu Changge stood quietly in the rain curtain, wearing green clothes that were not stained by dust and water. He slowly looked back and was about to speak, but when he saw Xu Yuan's expression, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Frowning his brows, Xu Changge's eyes flashed with concern, he slowly stepped forward and asked aloud:

"Changtian, father and you"

Swish——

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuan inserted a long sword in front of Xu Changge's walking feet. It was three inches into the ground, and the sword trembled slightly like a jade sword.

Xu Yuan was soaked in the rain and stared at him without saying a word.

Xu Changge stared at the third brother for a few breaths, then tiptoed slightly, held the three-foot jade sword in his hand, and looked down at it.

Xu Yuan said calmly:

"This is the sword my grandfather used back then. It should be indestructible."

Xu Changge was silent for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Are you sure?"

Above the sword pavilion, a table in white clothes beats the snow.

Feng Jiuxuan looked down at the two nephews below, his expression silent, but there was a hint of anger deep in his eyes.

The next moment,

When the familiar middle-aged man in black appeared beside him, Feng Jiuxuan stabbed him directly with his sword finger.

Whoosh——

Xu Yinhe turned his head to avoid it, and a strand of hair broke and fell along the bead curtain on the eaves of the sword pavilion.

Gujing Wubo stared at his uncle for a moment, then Xu Yinhe looked at the two heirs on the sword field below.

Feng Jiuxuan's indifferent voice suppressed his anger: "What did you just say to Changtian?"

Xu Yinhe replied calmly: "Some things from the past."

Feng Jiuxuan's frown deepened: "It's just a matter of the past, why is Changtian like this?"

Xu Yinhe was silent for a while and said:

"This is Changtian's choice."

Feng Jiuxuan took out his sword, and the scabbard creaked in his palm:

"Xu Yinhe, you'd better not play riddles with me now."

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After a moment of silence, Xu Yinhe looked at the eldest son below who picked up the jade sword and asked:

"Brother, what do you think of Changge's temperament?"

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Feng Jiuxuan was silent, pressing the sword grid, revealing an inch of cold light.

Xu Yinhe's long hair was flying in the long autumn rain:

"Chang Ge's temperament has followed that of your uncle since he was a child."

The sword in Feng Jiuxuan's hand was two inches out of its sheath:

"So what if you follow me?"

Xu Yinhe turned his eyes and stared at the white clothes in front of him. His eyes were as dark as the abyss and could not understand what was in his heart. He spoke word by word:

"Brother, the situation has changed. Changge will die if he continues like this."

Feng Jiuxuan's eyes froze slightly.

The dragon head on Xu Yinhe's black dragon robe with ink background and gold thread was not angry and powerful, and he said slowly:

"Chang Ge witnessed the passing of Qian'er and Chang'an with his own eyes. He always wanted to take everything on himself and block all dangers for Chang Tian." Speaking of this,

Xu Yinhe glanced at Feng Jiuxuan:

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Feng Jiuxuan silently pressed back the two-inch sword blade that had been unsheathed.

His eldest nephew indeed had no rival among his peers, but when all the rules gradually collapsed, the people Xu Changge had to face were no longer those of his peers.

Maybe if Chang Ge is given enough time, he can become the second version of himself, fearless of anyone in the world, but there is no time for him to grow up now.

Changge's temperament is easy to break if it is too strong.

If it hadn't been for the Chief of the Jiantian Pavilion rushing to the Western Desert, he would have probably died outside the Tianshi Mansion.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Jiuxuan casually dispelled the long sword in his hand and whispered:

"Chang Tian wants to wake up Chang Ge?"

Xu Yinhe did not speak immediately.

After a long while, Xu Yinhe asked in a tangled tone:

"Brother, do you think Changtian is Changge's opponent?"

"." Feng Jiuxuan.

The cold wind was blowing coldly, and the two most powerful saints were silent together.

After a while,

Feng Jiuxuan just hesitated and said:

".There should be a chance of winning."

"That's good."

"But even if we lose, it won't be too ugly."

"."Xu Yinhe.

The autumn rain continued, and the two most powerful saints were silent again.

Feng Jiuxuan suddenly suggested:

"If it really doesn't work, why don't you and I secretly help Changtian? Changtian will definitely cooperate with us."

"."Xu Yinhe.

"."Xu Yuan.

Hearing the sound transmission from the King's Unit 1, Xu Yuan's emotions suddenly became a little unbearable.

No, is he so untrustworthy?

Before the fight even starts, are you planning to arrange a fake match for him?

Didn't my uncle see the scene when he killed the saint instantly?

Taking a deep breath,

Xu Yuan tensed up the thought of transmitting the message, looked at Xu Changge not far away, and nodded coldly:

"Don't worry, you will never be my opponent now."

Xu Changge had no idea about the plot against him by his father and uncle. He held the jade sword engraved with the phoenix kite, was silent for a moment, and said with a chuckle:

"Then let me, brother, see how much you have grown after you were transformed from the mortal world."

The words fell,

Xu Changge moved his wrist slightly, and the Feng Yuan Sword instantly made a roaring ripple in the air. In this instant, the sword spirit in it recognized its master again because of its bloodline.

The next moment,

Without any warning, Xu Changge stabbed Xu Yuan with his sword.

Xu Yuan, who had not yet started using his technique, could vaguely see that Xu Changge had only used one sword.

But this ray of sword light split as it flew through the air.

together,

two lanes,

Countless ways.

Countless sword lights rolled in like an overwhelming force.

in silence,

Xu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, his pupils were filled with blood.

With the blessing of the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Art, thousands of details instantly appeared in the field of vision.

These thousands of thorns seemed to be coming together, but the moment they approached him, they suddenly changed speed, some speeding up and some slowing down.

Is this an attempt to break his Taxu Slash?

Thoughts flashed across his mind, Xu Yuan just stood there quietly, showing no intention of moving.

The next moment,

Xu Yinhe on the dome of the sword pavilion frowned slightly and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but Feng Jiuxuan at his side grabbed his wrist:

"Don't move."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! !

Xu Yuan did not step on the void to hide.

The countless sword lights pierced by Xu Changge passed directly through his body without any hindrance. The hot blood flowed down the rain curtain, and the bright red color rendered the sword field below.

Xu Changge's heart stopped and he stared at this scene blankly.

Bang!

The hard ground beneath his feet shattered, and his figure disappeared.

Appearing again, Xu Changge had already arrived in front of Xu Yuan. While leaning over to check the injury of his younger brother, he cursed angrily:

"Xu Changtian, what are you going to do?"

"Bang!!"

Before the words fell,

Xu Yuan punched the king directly in the face.

Tie it firmly.

So powerful,

The falling rain curtain was instantly cleared by the spreading shock wave!

In a time that seems to stand still,

Xu Changge's body began to lift off the ground, and his handsome and handsome face was distorted by the fist pounded on the side of his face, and his pair of dark eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Time goes on,

"Boom——"

Xu Changge's figure instantly turned into an afterimage and flew upside down into the sword pavilion not far away, causing a puff of smoke and dust to rise.

Xu Yuan slowly patted the non-existent smoke and dust on his body and the holes in his clothes, then lowered his eyes and glanced at the fist that had knocked him away, still with a cold face and no smile.

But this punch is so cool!

It feels so good to have clear ideas!

The thought flashed across his mind, and Xu Yuan suddenly realized that he had forgotten to record it just now, and quickly threw the two picture stones given to him by his sister-in-law from the Sumeru Ring into the air.

After doing this,

Xu Yuancai slowly cast his gaze towards the smoke below the sword pavilion and said in a calm and cold voice:

"Xu Changge, are you tickling me?"

"Is this the Dao Yun of Changtian?"

Xu Yinhe looked at the eldest son who was beaten away, was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Such a rapid regeneration, almost comparable to that of a White Walker."

Feng Jiuxuan kept a straight face and said nothing.

He saw the battle in Zhenxifu City clearly.

From the moment the three nephews took the stabbing sword forcefully, he could guess what was going to happen next.

This kid really has no shame at all.

However, after being quiet for a while, Feng Jiuxuan still said softly:

"Although it's a bit despicable, Changtian is reminded that you can use your full strength in Changge."

Xu Yinhe had only read the files on Xi Mo, hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"You mean there is no limit to Changtian's regeneration ability? But Changge's sword intent"

"Sword intent has no effect on Changtian's self-healing."

Feng Jiuxuan stared at the three nephews and said softly:

"Changtian just healed his body because it was the Taoist aggregate of life."

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Xu Yinhe was quiet for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up into a subtle smile:

"Is that so? Does it turn out to be the Taoist aggregate of life and death?"

"Um."

Feng Jiu

"Even my uncle would have a hard time killing Chang Tian now."

(End of chapter)

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