I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 189: Use this righteous sword to kill demons and villains
Xie Wujiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the rows of pear trees he had planted in the yard.

The brown bark is mottled and rough, and there are no flowers blooming on the branches.

It was late autumn and even the leaves on the trees had fallen.

But Xie Wujiu stared at the pear trees, stretched out a finger, and flicked it.

Suddenly, a few points of sword energy floated from the pear tree, sharp and endless, and went straight to the sky, silently cutting off a few clouds.

"This [Changli Sword Formation] is only missing two formation pillars."

As he thought this in his heart, the scattered pear trees made him feel more confident.

"My uncle had an accident, which disrupted my plans... I hope this Changli Sword Formation can make up for it."

"Just wait for two days before the sword formation is completed."

Xie Wujiu thought so in his heart.

But suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his soul keenly sensed that the demon seed was beating violently and emitting bursts of demonic energy.

Xie Wujiu suddenly felt a little surprised.

And the demon species continued to send in fragmentary information.

"What's wrong with Chen Zhian? Why is his mood so volatile?"

Xie Wujiu was greatly surprised, but Qi Tianchong came hurriedly, bowed respectfully to him, and then reported something to him.

"So, Chen Zhian went to Wang family's Liuliju, and then came to my villa?" Xie Wujiu asked.

Qi Tianchong nodded and said, "After leaving the Liuli Residence, Chen Zhian's aura was disordered, and his eyes were dark and resolute. He was furious, but no one knew what he saw in the Liuli Residence."

Xie Wujiu thought for a while, then waved to Qi Tianchong, asking him to leave for the time being.

His soul communicated with the demon seed, and the demon seed gave rise to evil thoughts, trying to change Chen Zhian's mood and calm him down.

But what surprised Xie Wujiu was that this time, when the black air of the demon rose up, Chen Zhian's mood was still fluctuating and he was still furious. The demon could even sense that Chen Zhian's soul was constantly trembling, as if he was suffering from a demon in his heart.

Xie Wujiu frowned.

"What on earth happened that made Chen Zhian so angry and even developed a mental demon?" Just as he was thinking.

But then he saw Chen Zhian coming hurriedly along the path in the garden.

His face was livid, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was a bit unbelievable, but his eyes were full of anger.

Xie Wujiu could clearly feel that Chen Zhian's hands were trembling slightly.

"This Chen Zhian has cultivated the magical power of the flesh body, but today he is so impulsive..."

Xie Wujiu thought to himself, then stood up again, and greeted Chen Zhian with a smile on his face.

Chen Zhian came close to Xie Wujiu and bowed his head hastily. He then suddenly raised his head and asked Xie Wujiu, "Uncle Xie, please help me solve this puzzle."

Xie Wujiu invited Chen Zhian to take a seat.

But Chen Zhian remained indifferent, still standing there, his eyes full of doubts: "Uncle Xie is a member of the six surnames of Dayu, his bloodline is noble, but he values friendship and loyalty. He still remembers the friendship of eighteen years ago, and he has not forgotten his old friend even after eighteen years.

I have also heard that Uncle Xie was just like Qin Dadu Yu, traveling around the country and wielding a sword.

Just based on these two things, I know that Uncle Xie is a true noble knight!"

As he spoke, he took out the letter and handed it to Xie Wujiu.

He told Xie Wujiu the story about the old woman and the daughter on Qingluan Mountain.

His tone was hurried, and he mentioned that Wang Yan had admitted the matter in front of him, and also mentioned Wang Yan's confident words.

"Is there no righteous path in this world?" Chen Zhian lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion: "How many people like Wang Yan are there in the world?
They did such evil things, don't they have to pay the price?
This world is so disgusting..."

Xie Wujiu's soul keenly sensed that at this moment Chen Zhian's spiritual essence was trembling violently, and even the demon seed that was connected to his spiritual essence was constantly shaking, as if both of them were about to dissipate in an instant.

Even someone as steady as Xie Wujiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Chen Zhian is also responsible for persuading Li Yinxi and calming her down.

If anything happened to this young man, and if Li Yinxi decided to die, all his planning for many days would become a joke.

In addition, the news that Chen Zhian had recently fought three underworld battles at the gate of South City and defeated Wei Qingyan, Wang Zhiwei, and Wei Lingyu had already spread throughout the capital.

Such a person will soon become a puppet of the Xie family.

Wouldn't it be a pity if he were allowed to be devoured by his inner demons?
Xie Wujiu was immediately furious and turned his head to ask Chen Zhian, "Does Wang Yan really admit his guilt?"

Chen Zhian nodded silently, his eyes were confused and his face was red.

At this moment, the map of the Jade Capital in the sky had already unfolded in his mind. The Guanghan Palace, which was filled with spiritual energy, shone with light, which fell on Chen Zhian's spiritual energy, causing it to tremble.

There were bursts of light in Qingshan Tower, which merged with Nanliujing's flow, trapping the demon seed in Yunchuan's sword. It also kept shaking, as if Chen Zhian had suffered from an inner demon and his desire for the Tao was about to be shattered.

While Xie Wujiu was speaking, he was still communicating with the demon seed, wanting to influence Chen Zhian through the demon seed.

But at this time, Chen Zhian seemed to have already gotten rid of his anger, and an unshakable obsession had arisen in his heart. The evil thoughts could no longer calm Chen Zhian down.

So this very important figure of the Xie family could not help but frowned and snorted coldly, "Chen Zhian, don't worry, the engagement is important now, wait until this matter is resolved, wait until we rescue your mother.

Let's look back and take a closer look at this arrogant and lawless Wang Yan."

He tried to persuade Chen Zhian, but Chen Zhian's confused eyes revealed a firmness: "Such a monster, who did such evil things, was able to get away with it...

Uncle Xie, do you think this young master of the Wang family deserves to die or not? "

Xie Wujiu said without hesitation: "Of course he deserves to die. He committed such a heinous crime and killed tens of thousands of innocent people. Even if he is a person of the Six Surnames, he must be punished.

Otherwise, wouldn't the rules of the six clans of Dayu and the five hundred years of law of Dayu become mere decorations?"

"Is it really like that?" Chen Zhian's voice trembled slightly.

Xie Wujiu could clearly sense the confusion and sadness sweeping through Chen Zhian's heart through the demon seed.

Maybe Xie Wujiu didn't believe Chen Zhian, but he believed in the demon seed that he planted himself.

So he was about to continue persuading.

Chen Zhian said, "It's just like Yun Ting. There are countless people in Xuantianjing who know that he is innocent, but he is still beheaded.

Now that Wang Yan is so unscrupulous, maybe in a few days, as Wang Yan said, with the background of the Gulan Wang family, the mines, medicine mountains, and official positions can be exchanged, and the court may be in turmoil, and in order to appease the powerful six surnames, they will really lightly cover up this matter. "

Xie Wujiu's eyes flashed with majesty, and he snorted coldly and said, "It would be fine if I didn't know about this matter, but now I know... This matter will definitely have a result.

Zhian, don't worry, wait until after the engagement..."

"Engagement..." Chen Zhian suddenly raised his head: "Then Wang Yan will set off for Gulan Mansion tomorrow. With the previous experience of Chu Xiubai, he must have many strong people around him to protect him!
If we don't settle accounts with him now, when he returns to Gulan Mansion, how will the dead souls of the Thirteen Peaks rest in peace?

Didn’t the old lady on Qihuang Street in Sunan Prefecture who treated me like a grandson jump into the river and die in vain?

Chen Zhian pursed his lips, and his pupils even began to dilate.

The divine energy in the Xiantian fetal palace trembled even more violently. Xie Wujiu was silent at this time, until a few breaths later, he finally asked: "Just for an old woman, you want to kill Wang Yan?"

Chen Zhian was shocked and looked at Xie Wujiu in disbelief: "Uncle Xie, you remember the friendship we had eighteen years ago and are willing to take risks for the sake of our past friendship.

My mother also says that you are kind and good.

Do you think that the old woman who jumped into the river and died, as well as the lives of thirteen mountains and tens of thousands of dead souls, are not worth one Wang Yan?"

Having said this, Chen Zhian suddenly waved his sleeves.

He was almost furious to the extreme, and the connection between his divine essence and the demon species became increasingly weak, almost about to be severed.

Xie Wujiu suddenly realized that Chen Zhian might be able to break free from the demon's bondage with this surging and fierce energy.

Even the people in Tianque couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The reason is that once this demon cannot control Chen Zhian, there will be many variables in the future and the cost will be too high.

First of all, this demon seed is extremely precious. If Chen Zhian is not transformed into a puppet, wouldn’t it be a waste of this demon seed?
Secondly, Chen Zhian is the person Li Yinxi cares about the most. Chen Zhian is the key to whether the final Tao fruit can grow.

Even if the Xie family could forcefully abduct Li Yinxi, if Chen Zhian wasn't there, it's unknown what state Li Yinxi would be in, and whether she could successfully produce that Dao fruit...

Finally, there is Chen Zhian’s own talent.

For so many reasons, Xie Wujiu couldn't help but stand up in a hurry and asked loudly: "Zhi'an, what do you want to do?"

Chen Zhian stopped, his shoulders trembling slightly: “In the eyes of Senior Xie, the old woman is just an ordinary person, but my mother was not by my side when I was young.

This old lady is like my grandmother. She is definitely not just an old lady as the elders said!"

"Since there is no morality in this world, I will go alone and assassinate Wang Yan!"

Chen Zhian stepped out again.

The connection between his innate fetal uterus and the demon seed had become extremely weak, as if it would be completely severed in the next moment, and the demon seed would also dissipate.

So, Xie Wujiu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Zhi'an, you misunderstood."

"Since you want to kill Wang Yan, and justice is on our side, I will help you!"

Xie Wujiu put his hands behind his back, his aura was solemn, his eyes were firm, and he looked extremely righteous: "Wang Yan, a reincarnated demon, must be killed to bring justice to the world!"

Chen Zhian stopped immediately, his extremely sharp thoughts seemed to ease a little, and the mist on the demon seed became thicker.

He turned his head and looked at Xie Wujiu, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"I will have someone take care of this matter. You don't need to worry. I will get Wang Yan's head tomorrow at the latest." Xie Wujiu's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Chen Zhian shook his head, his eyes lonely: "Uncle Xie, this Wang Yan has caused a demon barrier in my heart, hindered my thoughts, and even tarnished my spiritual essence!
If I don't kill it myself, the demon in my heart will be hard to get rid of! I'm afraid that my soul cultivation will never make any progress in the future.

More importantly... I want to personally avenge that old woman, so please help me, uncle."

"You want to go too?" Xie Wujiu frowned, shook his head and said, "You have extraordinary talent, but your cultivation is too low after all.

Wang Yan is many years older than you, and has already reached the Yuque realm. The retainers and guards who accompany him must also be extremely powerful.

If you go, you might be in danger."

Chen Zhian's expression remained firm: "If I was afraid of danger, I wouldn't want to go and assassinate him alone."

"This Chen Zhian has a rather sharp temper." Xie Wujiu was still a little impatient, but he could only calm down and think about it, then raised his head and said, "Since you want to go, then go.

Just don't get close to the battlefield. Wait until my men capture Wang Yan, then you can kill him."

Chen Zhian shook his head stubbornly: "If so, isn't that just deceiving yourself?"

Xie Wujiu became more and more helpless.

So what do you want to do? Want to die?

Perhaps Chen Zhian thought of his weak cultivation base, his eyes dimmed again, and he stretched out his hands: "Thinking carefully, my cultivation base is weak, and I can't do anything..."

But then his eyes lit up, and he looked up and said, "Uncle Xie is the son of the Xie family, a noble from the six surnames, can you lend me the famous sword [Luanxiu] from the palace?
I have a decent talent in swordsmanship. I once used Luanxiu to defeat Lu Shengxuan, who was at a much higher level than me.

Now I have made great progress in my cultivation and have gained a lot of insights into the way of the sword. If I can hold on to Luanxiu again, even if Wang Yan has already entered the Heavenly Gate realm, I will definitely be able to defeat him."

Xie Wujiu sighed, shook his head and said, "Luanxiu has already been returned to the Saint, how can it be borrowed out at will?"

Chen Zhian's eyes dimmed in an instant, and his demon seed trembled again. He asked again, "Uncle Xie, you know many people. Are there any other famous swords handed down from generation to generation in Xuantianjing that I can borrow for a while?"

"Who would lend you a treasure like a famous sword?" Xie Wujiu wanted Chen Zhian to give up the idea: "Besides, the famous weapons in the hands of those strong men are not ownerless swords like Luanxiu and Dunan.

If it has been refined by someone else, it would be much more difficult for you to use it."

After Xie Wujiu said this, he thought for a while, and when he stretched out his hand, a long black sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

A dark glow floated faintly on the sword, highlighting the extraordinary nature of this famous weapon.

"For example, my [Beilu] is a real famous weapon handed down from generation to generation. I have been refining it for many years. Apart from me, others who want to hold this sword need to obtain Beilu's recognition. The recognition of a sword with an owner is much more difficult than that of a sword without an owner."

Xie Wujiu spoke.

There was a bit more hope in Chen Zhian's eyes as he stared at the Beilu sword.

Xie Wujiu smiled and handed the sword to Chen Zhian casually: "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

Chen Zhian stepped forward, took the Beilu sword, and without any hesitation, stretched out his hand and pulled it out.

In an instant, the surrounding void suddenly became a little cold, and the fine moisture in the air condensed into snowflakes and fell down.

A sharp and cold sword energy burst out from this Beilu sword.

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Chen Zhian pulled out the long sword, and the sword light soared up into the void, also breaking two or three clouds in the sky.

The blazing sword intent burst out from Chen Zhian, just like a cloud stream, carrying with it the cold wind and snow.

The pervasive sword intent merged with the cloud flow and intertwined with each other. The sky was suddenly filled with snowflakes, surging like a raging tide.

Snowflakes fell down, carrying with them heavy sword energy, and soared into the sky, seemingly mysterious to the extreme.

These snowflakes fell down and hung on the pear blossom trees in the yard. The spring breeze blew, just like the pear blossoms blooming in spring...

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

Chen Zhian held the long sword in his hand and looked at Xie Wujiu, his eyes still filled with joy and gratitude. He bowed to Xie Wujiu and said thank you: "Uncle, I will lend you my sword today..."

"Chen Zhian will definitely live up to your trust and use this righteous sword to kill the evil spirits and villains!"

Xie Wujiu pursed his lips and was silent for several breaths. Finally, he took a deep breath again, put on a smile, and nodded at Chen Zhian.

"Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

(End of this chapter)