One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 142 Chapter 141: Colorful Sword Princess

When the pipa sounded, the sword lady in colorful clothes had already turned around, with her back facing Zhao Fuyun and Xie Anlan.

At this moment, the light from the candles in the room seemed to converge on her.

On her snow-white skin, the little golden bell around her waist swayed.

I saw her hands stretched out above her head, her fingers dancing, and her whole body swaying slowly and rhythmically. Her swaying was not purely soft, but there seemed to be a force hidden in it.

Zhao Fuyun looked at her and actually felt that she seemed to have revealed two or three figures. The hazy feeling that was unique to her brilliance made him feel amazed.

He discovered that this woman, apart from not having the aura of his own Master Xun, who was like being on top of the mountains, was still somewhat more outstanding than Senior Sister Jin Ling in the mountains.

You have to know that Tiandu Mountain is a large sect, and the outstanding cultivators among them are definitely the best among their peers, but those who can look more outstanding than them are rare.

Her slender fingers made the shape of a phoenix eye, pinched the sword hairpin on her head, and pulled it out. As her elbow sank, the sword hairpin seemed to gather light in the light. For a moment, it was like a lamp emitting brilliant light, and the tip of the sword hairpin was the wick.

She held the sword hairpin and crossed the void. In an instant, light and shadows became heavy and the lights became blurred.

Suddenly, she retracted her body, which was about to turn sideways, and turned her back to everyone. She turned around again suddenly, as if she was shy, or playing hard to get. When she turned around suddenly, the hand that was originally holding the sword hairpin swung out, and an exquisite and gorgeous dagger was already in her hand without her knowing when.

The blade of the dagger was clear and the hilt was golden. It originally looked like a sword hairpin, and there was a blue gem inlaid on the sword head. At this time, the sapphire looked like a blue eye, which looked gorgeous and a bit weird.

Her body began to move, her steps moving forward and backward, her waist twisting, her belly flat and white, yet vaguely firm, and the small golden bell on it made sounds. Although she was just one person, she was dazzling.

The sword in her hand turned along with her. The sword light, the light, and the eyes turned faster and faster. With each turn, the sword in her hand turned at a different angle. Zhao Fuyun was not familiar with sword techniques, but he felt that this sword dance was extremely beautiful.

However, the brilliance brought by the sword is certain, it is not just beautiful, behind this beauty is the extremely high attainment of swordsmanship.

As she spun around, her body suddenly dispersed in the light and shadow.

Clearly one person, but it seemed as if there were originally three persons, who were thrown apart during the rotation. Three sword ladies, each holding a sword, danced in this elegant room like colorful butterflies flying through flowers, without touching each other at all, but they seemed to be communicating with each other, as if they were lingering with each other.

For a moment, I didn't know which one was the real body and which one was the fake one.

Zhao Fuyun did not look at the opponent's illusory body, because once he saw through it, the sword dance would not be so beautiful.

For a moment, in the light and shadow, three figures floated like butterflies, the sound of the pipa could be heard in the ears, and there was a girl humming softly, which sounded like nature.

The three people moved around in the private room, and two girls sat next to Zhao Fuyun and Xie Anlan, feeding them wine.

The clear wine and the clear sword light went straight to Xie Anlan's eyebrows.

At this moment, he took the wine fed by the girl next to him with his mouth. The sword light was vague and there was no trace of murderous intent. The sword was as fast as light.

Xie Anlan was startled, and his shock was like a frightened light and shadow, which was actually scattered under the sword. His figure became blurred at the moment the sword light fell, as if he had become a shadow in the water waves. When the sword pierced his body, it shattered like ripples.

The method practiced by the Xie family is called "The Mysterious Chapter of the Essence of Water and Wood", and he himself is good at the Water and Moon Illusion Method.

Only at this moment did Zhao Fuyun feel the real murderous intent.

He was slightly startled when he saw a strong sword light bursting out from the sword girl's hand.

He pushed the girl beside him with his left hand, and the girl was blown away like a leaf in a strong wind, hit the screen, and fell to the ground, but she was not injured. When she looked up again, she saw Zhao Fuyun still sitting there, grabbing the void with one hand.

Faintly, there seemed to be a ferocious bird in the void, with golden light and red flames, ferocious and vicious.

The sword light, which was originally agile, dreamy and full of murderous intent, stopped at this moment. The figure of the Colorful Sword Girl, who was originally hiding in the void like a phantom, suddenly froze, and the other two shadows burst like bubbles.

At this moment, a phantom flashed out quickly under the sword light.

The Colorful Sword Lady slowly turned around in the air, her body seemed to be restrained by a powerful force.

Her eyes were full of anger as she stared at Zhao Fuyun, as if he had ruined her good fortune.

She swung the sword in her hand, and three sword lights flew out, attacking Zhao Fuyun.

Zhao Fuyun only felt that his method of grappling was broken as the sword was swung.

He was slightly startled. He felt as if there was a layer of shell on the woman and the sword. When she moved, the outside was captured, but the inside was still moving.

His grappling technique was an application of magic power, and it was later integrated with the Golden Crow's magic power, so it became the Golden Crow's grappling technique. With one move, he blocked the opponent's pursuit of Xie Anlan and broke his illusory body.

But Zhao Fuyun didn't know what technique she used to make her move.

These three sword lights were like three swords, extremely fast, and a circle of light flew out from Zhao Fuyun's wrist.

The black light was like a golden rainbow, and the light formed circles, which collided with the sword light. The sword light collapsed, and the light circle paused slightly. Then Zhao Fuyun pointed his finger at the light circle.

The black gold halo suddenly gained power, and it glowed with light, expanding rapidly, cascading like waves, and locked onto the woman.

The woman twisted her body and transformed into several figures, avoiding the lock of the black gold halo and stabbing towards Zhao Fuyun from different directions.

She seemed to be extremely angry that Zhao Fuyun had ruined her plans, and she ignored Xie Anlan and was determined to kill Zhao Fuyun.

Xie Anlan already had a mirror in his hand, and the light on the mirror was surging, but he heard Zhao Fuyun say: "Brother Xie, please wait, let me meet her for a while."

This time when he came down the mountain, he regarded himself as a "Taoist". In his mind, since he received the secret teachings in Tiandu Mountain, he could be considered to have truly entered the Tao. He considered himself a Taoist practitioner, so he called himself "Poor Taoist".

He had been practicing magic all these days. The art of controlling treasures was interconnected with the art of controlling magic. The magic skills he had practiced in the Xuanguan period were surprisingly easy to use on magic weapons.

As he spoke, he had already waved his hand. The light circles seemed to be spread out by Zhao Fuyun's hand. As many light circles spread out as the woman transformed into human figures. Each light circle formed a swirling stream of light and locked onto the woman.

The woman's face was slightly frowned. This was true for all women.

She didn't expect this person to be so tricky. When they were sitting here before, Zhao Fuyun restrained his aura, and she had no idea how strong Zhao Fuyun was. Because it was rare to see Xie Anlan coming here, and it was a rare opportunity, she took action.

But she never thought that this person would ruin her plans. The sense of danger was like a poison attached to her bones. She looked up and saw a circle of light falling.

He raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it accurately into the aperture. The other figures also did the same thing.

At this moment, it was as if there were reflections in several mirrors doing the same action.

The halos above their heads dissipated, and the figures disappeared with them.

Only the halo above the woman's real body bounced up. She didn't feel much power on the sword, but she stopped attacking.

Because she transformed into so many figures, it was to make it difficult for Zhao Fuyun to tell the reality from the false, and even those phantom figures could kill people.

Just from the sword piercing the light circle just now, she understood that the other light circles were also differentiated "illusion circles", and her real body was facing the same real magic weapon.

From this we can see that this person had long seen through his own illusory body and true self.

"Who are you and why are you ruining my good deeds?" The colorful sword lady was still standing in the hall, barefoot, with her sleeves and waist exposed, and a murderous look hidden in her pair of almond-shaped eyes.

Zhao Fuyun smiled slightly and did not answer. Xie Anlan, who was behind Zhao Fuyun, came forward with a mirror with a faint light in his hand and said, "I claim that I have never met you, but I don't know why you want to assassinate me?"

"Hmph, your head is worth a thousand spirit stones. You are lucky today." After saying that, she glared at Zhao Fuyun, swung the sword in her hand, and her whole body turned into a sword light, then a stream of light, broke through the roof, and flew away.

Xie Anlan wanted to use the magic mirror in his hand to keep the person, but it was too late.

A sword cultivator would disappear into the sword light. Any spell that wanted to stop her would be dispersed by her sword light, so sword cultivators were always a headache.

At this time, the girl who had fled outside in panic during the fight just now looked in. She was relieved to see that both Zhao Fuyun and Xie Anlan were fine.

They knew Xie Anlan's identity. If Xie Anlan died here, perhaps Qingyi Dance Hall would be fine, but they, the accompanying staff, would not be able to escape.

The battle in the house actually lasted very short time. At this time, the director of Qingyi Dance Hall arrived, but Xie Anlan had already sat down again.

His expression was just a little cold, and compared to his usual gentle and smiling appearance, he now looked naturally distant.

"Seventh Master, what, what happened?" The person who came was a middle-aged woman, and her aura was also at the foundation-building stage.

However, Zhao Fuyun is now very clear that the difference between building a foundation and building a foundation is huge.

Xie Anlan picked up the wine jug that had fallen to the side, picked up the cup that had fallen to the side, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp. He said, "It's nothing, just an assassin. I don't know if he was raised by your temple or came from somewhere else."

"Seventh Master, be wise. This girl has been here for a few years. She said she was born in Jiannan Dao. She came here not to make money, but to experience the world. I never thought that she was actually an assassin."

Zhao Fuyun was not familiar with Jiannan Dao, but he had heard that the sword-practicing culture was very popular there. Thinking of the woman's superb swordsmanship, he couldn't help but wonder if she was really from Jiannan Dao?

Xie Anlan just stared at the other person for a while, then poured another glass of wine and said, "Forget it, this is just an assassination, it's not a big deal, but I, Xie, don't know when I offended someone, and someone actually hates me so much."

After saying this, he clasped his fists towards Zhao Fuyun and said, "I would like to thank Taoist Fuyun. If it weren't for your timely assistance, I'm afraid I would have been a dead body by now."

At that moment just now, he did feel death, because he felt the sword light at the tip of the sword was so terrifying that it seemed to be able to pierce through his hidden body. Although it did not fall down in the end, he had already escaped in time, but the pause came from Zhao Fuyun's grappling method.

"You are such a lowly fellow. Even without me, Brother Xie would be fine. But I was so happy to see the prey that I stole the limelight from Brother Xie." Zhao Fuyun said.

It was the first time that Xie Anlan discovered that Zhao Fuyun spoke so nicely.

The owner of the Qingyi Dance Hall glanced at Zhao Fuyun. She had never seen Zhao Fuyun before. As she looked at him, she saw that Zhao Fuyun was tall and slender, with an ethereal aura, and had a delicate and feminine appearance. His hair was tied up on both sides of his temples, and he had a hairstyle on the top of his head, which was tied with a white Taoist scarf. His hair at the back of his head was loose.

When she looked over, he also looked over with a smile on his face. She looked into his eyes and felt that they were very deep, as if there was a layer of mist inside.

Zhao Fuyun didn't say anything, he just raised his teacup towards her and she returned the gesture.

The two did not stay here for long.

After returning, Xie Anlan gave him a treasure bag and said, "The assassin said that my head was worth a thousand spirit stones. Here are a thousand spirit stones and a stone furnace that I prepared for you. It's just a small token of my gratitude, but it's not even a fraction of your kindness. I hope you won't delay."

Zhao Fuyun smiled and said, "Since I started practicing, I have never had so many spirit stones. Well, thank you for your kindness, I will accept it."

Zhao Fuyun did not refuse. He did not like to owe favors to others. Of course, he also understood that he should not think that others always owed him favors.

"The Taoist priest is a true Taoist. It is my honor to make friends with him." Xie Anlan sighed. These were words that came from his heart.

Because of the last time they met, he felt that there was not much gap between him and Zhao Fuyun, and even thought at one point that his magic power was higher than Zhao Fuyun's.

But now, he could no longer see through the other party.

Just now in the Qingyi Dance Hall, Zhao Fuyun and the woman were fighting with magic and treasures, and she never moved from beginning to end, which made him feel unfathomable.

Zhao Fuyun did not stay here for long. After all, the information Xie Anlan could give him about Taoist Qingxi was almost the same as that given by Tiandu Mountain.

He just told Zhao Fuyun about the cave of Taoist Qingxi in Liangjie Mountain.

When Zhao Fuyun arrived at Liangjie Mountain and found the cave, he discovered that it had been occupied by someone.

They were a pair of Xuan Guang monks, and judging from the situation, they should be a Taoist couple. After seeing Zhao Fuyun, they were a little frightened.

Zhao Fuyun just asked casually and left.

After he left, the Taoist couple's eyes were filled with fear. The woman said, "The guy in the opposite mountain said that this cave has bad feng shui. It seems to be a little bit bad. How about we give it up?"

"Damn it, this cave I found for free turns out to be full of troubles." The male cultivator said unhappily.

However, Zhao Fuyun never returned to Guangyuan Prefecture, leaving Chi Feilong, who was preparing to meet him, waiting in vain.

(End of this chapter)