Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

“I am Duan Hong, my sworn brother. I saw the holy sword in his chest.”

Jun Fengtian shouted sternly, "Those who are not members of the Confucian school should not interfere in Confucian affairs. Cherish your life!"

After saying this, he abandoned Xi Duanhong and chased after the dense forest where the swordsman had disappeared.

The forest was shrouded in layers of shade, and a misty atmosphere filled the air. In an instant, several sword energies shot in like rainbows.

Jun Fengtian's figure moved slightly, the Righteous Law Sword behind him flipped, clanging as it rang out, his eyes blazing wildly, the whole forest filled with cold light.

After a dozen or so sword strikes, the sword energy dissipated, and the forest returned to calm. However, the swordsman had also left.

"This sword energy is exactly the same as that of Sui Wuduan, could it be?"

Jun Fengtian frowned slightly, then shook his head, changing his decision to go to Tiandu to inquire.

Xi Duanhong appeared out of nowhere. He was worried about his sworn sister's safety, but also worried that his past protection of her would lead to an attack on the Confucian school.

Another instance of favoritism.

Watching Jun Fengtian's departing figure, Xi Duanhong muttered helplessly to himself, "Brother, I understand your good intentions, but my family has been wronged, how can I give up?"

"lady?"

Qingkong walked out and called out timidly.

"We need to find that person quickly."

"That person looks terrifying."

"I want to ask him some questions."

The master and servant searched the dense forest but found no trace of him. They then came to the stream outside the forest and suddenly saw the swordsman floating in the water, already sinking.

Without hesitation, Xi Duanhong jumped into the stream to save the person.

On a high peak dozens of miles away, the Ghost Qilin Master waved the white bone fan in his hand.

"Jun Fengtian, Jun Fengtian, after waiting for sixty years, you have finally come out."

"However, the fact that Xi Duanhong is still alive is quite unexpected. If the Buddhist and Taoist sects find out about this, will you still be able to keep up your hypocritical act?"

"The Holy Sword has already achieved its goal, and it's time to discard the chess piece that is 'Sword Within Reach'."

Thinking of the demonic blade that had been taken away by Tian Du, Ghost Qilin's face darkened.

Both the Lonely Sky Guide and the Trayastrimsa Dragon Slash were weapons prepared for Jun Fengtian. Now that Jun Fengtian has finally emerged from Haozheng Wudao's turtle shell, the weapons to deal with him are gone.

"Luo Hou, how hateful!"

During this period, Guiqi used most of his hidden agents to monitor Tiandu, and Jian Zhichi also wandered around the area looking for opportunities, but unfortunately he came up empty-handed.

Just now, we heard that Empress Wu, along with her youngest son and the Yin Chuan Butterfly King's family, went to the northern corner.

There are no other experts in the group. If they cooperate with the people of the Yu Yu Dynasty from the inside, it would be an excellent opportunity to capture Luo Hou's wife and children and exchange them for the Demon Blade.

But for some reason, Ghost Qilin hesitated.

He was confident in dealing with Tianji, Diming, and Jun Fengtian because he was extremely familiar with them, and his long-term planning ensured his safety.

However, Luo Hou and Tian Du have only been rising for a few years, yet they have the potential to sweep across the entire Bitter Realm. Even Su Huanzhen has been overshadowed by Luo Hou.

"Is Luo Hou's decision to let his wife and children go out an opportunity or a trap?"

Guilin was undecided.

At this very moment, atop the Immortal's Foot, the winds and clouds shifted, and the world trembled.

The majestic, otherworldly peak that soars above the heavens is now bathed in six rosy clouds, and the gates of heaven have been opened in grand style.

In an instant, the Cloud Han Immortal Pavilion reconnected with the peak, and the sacred glow of ten thousand feet pierced through a hundred miles, illuminating a peerless figure in the heavens, gracefully and carefree, descending with an air of elegance.

"The Taihang Mountains stand tall, piercing the clouds; the Yellow River flows for thousands of miles, pouring down from the sky. What obstacle can hinder their soaring flight? They strike the light and churn the waves, soaring freely."

"Tianji, why did you recite my entrance poem?!"

Upon hearing the poem, the desert eagle soared into the celestial pavilion in the clouds, its face full of indignation.

"Answer my question first, Ashura, why did you betray me? You should be my most valued and beloved general!"

The desert eagle said irritably, "That's the Celestial Being of the Dead Kingdom, not the Celestial Trace of your Immortal Foot."

Tianji sighed, rubbing his forehead, "Perhaps I've watched too many historical films in the celestial realm, and my mind has become disordered."

"Isn't it because of the psychological trauma you suffered at the hands of the Celestial Being a few days ago?"

"Hey, Desert Eagle, don't insult people by bringing up their weaknesses."

"Then I should congratulate you on your official entry into the world."

"Sigh, it's time to get to work, but we need to eat first. Desert Eagle, could you please go and buy me a basket of steamed buns, and don't forget to add a big chicken leg?"

The desert eagle put his hands behind his back and coldly replied, "Sorry, I have no money."

No money? No problem.

Tianji shouted to the sky, "The Azure Dragon roars and breaks through the Cloud Pass! The third person in the world, bring the money!"

"Coming!"

The wind, riding a cloud-piercing steed, swept through the sky, and then countless pieces of food were thrown out of the carriage:

Steamed buns, mantou (steamed bread), hamburgers, milk tea, and Tianji's favorite big chicken leg.

"Mmm, delicious, mmm."

While stuffing food into his mouth, Tianji instructed, "Third person in the world, go and inform Hongchenxue that the Life Trainee has gone to the ancient battlefield of Bifang Mountain and needs her rescue."

"receive."

The carriage sped away like lightning, disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye.

The desert eagle, unable to bear Tianji's eating habits any longer, asked, "And what about you?"

"Of course I'll eat my fill and then go find my beloved junior brother, Jun Fengtian!"

A moment later, Jun Fengtian was blocked by Tianji on the way back to Defeng Ancient Road.

"Junior brother!"

A white-robed immortal, waving his hands, rushed towards Jun Fengtian with the most enthusiastic and unrestrained posture.

Chapter 357 The Ghost Qilin Master Finally Made His Move

The setting sun casts a bleak glow on the mountainside, the stone path is desolate, and the pine trees are withered.

Jun Fengtian and Tianji arrived at a cemetery halfway up the mountain, where the red sun shone brightly on a stone tablet.

The stone tablet is inscribed with "Tomb of Yu Xiao".

The two offered sacrifices, poured out a little wine, and poured it in front of the grave.

Not far away was a thatched hut where a father and son who guarded the cemetery lived. Hearing the noise, the father and son ran out.

"My benefactor, you've arrived."

Jun Fengtian nodded, took out a bag of silver and handed it to the old man, bowing and saying, "Thank you."

"This? How could I dare to accept money from my benefactor? I haven't even finished using the money I was given before."

"Take it."

"Thank you, then I won't bother you any longer."

The old man took the silver and pulled his son back to the thatched hut.

Tianji stroked the stone tablet and asked with a somber tone, "Do you often come to see your little sister?"

"Ah."

"How is Li Jing doing?"

“Very good, he has become the person in charge of the Defeng Ancient Road.”

Tianji laughed: "You are still the best at raising your son. However, Fengtian, Heaven, Earth and Man opened the Thirteen Divinations of the Great Vault. The divination text mentions the calamity left by the immortal sect and the child of a human and a ghost."

"Ok?"

"The calamity left behind by the immortal sects must be referring to the Underworld, but the son of a human and a ghost?"

Tianji pondered for several days but could not find the answer, which is why he was so eager to find Jun Fengtian.

Jun Fengtian's expression changed: "You suspect Li Jing?"

“When we adopted him, he did indeed have a ghostly aura about him.”

"It also carries demonic energy."

Jun Fengtian said irritably.

"Oh my, I never imagined your son had such a powerful background; he's actually the son of the devil."

This was an awkward but unavoidable problem. Tianji tried his best to create a relaxed atmosphere, but it was clearly not very effective, and Jun Fengtian's face grew even colder.

"He is also Yuxiao's adopted son!"

Fengtian is truly angry; it is not the right time to discuss this topic further.

Tianji then said, "The coming of a hundred demons from the east should refer to the Eight-Headed Demon God. Regarding the calamity of the Eight-Headed Demon God, Master had already given instructions back then: we must first destroy the eight dragon heads. The last sentence is the clue to the greatest human achievement, the essence of the Divine Land."

When asked about the greatest man, Jun Fengtian's expression turned solemn: "The man of a hundred generations, Yi Ye Shu, is him."

"So, Fengtian, accompany me across the clouds and mountains."

"Ah."

The most important thing for a person is no small matter. The two transformed into light and flew away, arriving at Cloud Crossing Mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Striking the dark sky, parting the clear sky, soaring majestically across ten thousand miles of clouds; the heavens move, the earth leaves no trace, how can a thousand autumns withstand a single sword's sweep, divine light brings boundless freedom."

"Rectify what Heaven and Earth do not uphold, judge what black and white do not judge, punish what humans and ghosts do not commit, and break what the sun and moon cannot break. Confucianism and Legalism are both ruthless, while Legalism and Confucianism are both selfless."

Two innate masters arrived together. Yi Ye Shu, who was meditating, looked up at them but remained seated and motionless.

Tianji cupped his hands in greeting: "I have long admired your great reputation for your profound knowledge and wisdom. I have come to pay my respects on behalf of Tianxiaoyao."

"Fengtian Xiaoyao?"