There's something wrong with my master.

"However, this time I finally saw the end of the story."

When Nichang said this, she smiled slightly, a little bit meanly.

"Remember what I told you: it is normal in this world that you cannot ask for something, cannot love someone, and will separate after meeting someone."

"You said there are always a few lucky people in the world, and you are one of them."

"Now it seems that I won."

She turned around, put her hands behind her back, and no longer looked at Lin Xi.

In her heart, Lin Xi was just another loser, once again proving the correctness of her theory.

"Well now, you lucky woman, you should die."

Lin Xi did not refute when she heard this. She lowered her head and continued to read. Seeing that no one spoke, she smiled and nodded.

The attachment and reluctance on her face slowly disappeared, and her long silver hair became paler than before.

Everything shall return to dust and ashes.

This matter started with her and ended with her, and that's how it should be.

"Yunxue, you should be more obedient in the future and stop playing around all the time."

"After hundreds of years, you're still like a child."

Lin Xi gave his final instructions and then looked at the Buddha’s light in the sky which was hotter than the sun.

"It's a little too hot."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly blinked in confusion.

Because the Buddha's light is really receding.

Chapter 309: Please draft before bragging

This scorching Buddha light comes from the Pure Land of Buddha in the palm of your hand.

Before the matter is over, Monk Jingtu will not take the initiative to remove the Buddha's light.

And it is impossible for Wu Ji and others to destroy the Buddha Kingdom in their hands for no reason.

But now the Buddha's light has dissipated, so naturally someone else has taken action.

Lin Xi figured out who did it.

She had acted as if she didn't care from beginning to end, no matter if Nichang told her that it was time to die, or if Wu Ji pointed his broad sword directly at her face.

Between life and death, she always smiled calmly.

However, when she saw the Buddha's light receding, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, although she had always been calm and composed.

The Buddha's light in the sky was clearly very hot, but she suddenly felt a little cold, just like when she had lost all her spiritual power and was standing in the wind and snow on the top of Four Seasons Mountain wearing that big flowered jacket.

The coldness seemed to solidify the blood.

She nervously pinched the dirty hem of her skirt with one hand, leaving a blood stain on it.

His eyes once again pierced through the clouds, wanting to look towards Four Seasons Mountain.

The white clouds should have been like gauze, but when they were stacked together they were very thick, blocking Lin Xi's vision.

It was not until a heavy sword intent rose up from the bottom of the mountain into the sky that Lin Xi's guess was finally verified.

That should have been a sword that Wu Ji used all his strength to strike when he was furious, but it was tainted with the aura of Yun Changsheng.

The direction the sword was pointing was towards Monk Jingtu.

Lin Xi was very familiar with Yun Changsheng's aura.

She has been living with this aura for hundreds of years, entangled with it for hundreds of years, and they are almost indistinguishable from each other.

Faintly, she seemed to hear the roar of the man below.

The roar was very suppressed, as if he was enduring severe pain.

The man was injured again, seriously.

Lin Xi didn't understand what was going on, but he also had a rough guess.

As she thought, Yun Changsheng chose to resist and chose to fight to the death without hiding it.

This was expected.

However, she clearly told Lin Duoduo to delay the occurrence of this incident.

She thought that at such a life-and-death moment, she would reach a consensus with her former self.

However, she was proven wrong.

Lin Duoduo chose to let Yun Changsheng do it, which was completely different from Lin Xi’s choice.

Lin Xi admitted that she had hoped that Yun Changsheng would be standing here at this moment and share the responsibility with her.

I also thought about the two of us going to the underworld hand in hand, sleeping together in life and being buried in the same grave after death.

However, she is no longer the unscrupulous Lin Xi when she reached the state of spiritual transformation.

That year, Qin Li ascended to heaven, and the only person in the world who could discipline Lin Xi disappeared. During those years, she acted recklessly, venting all the frustration in her heart.

However, after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, sitting on the top of Four Seasons Mountain, watching the vicissitudes of life, her mentality has changed a lot.

She understood how some things could be done more safely and how some things could be done with the least sacrifice.

"Lin Duoduo."

Lin Xi loosened her hand that was holding the hem of her skirt.

It’s hard to tell whether I feel relieved or helpless.

Perhaps there was even a hint of joy in his heart, and the overwhelming pressure on his shoulders seemed to dissipate a little with the appearance of the heavy sword intent.

Since it has happened, just wait quietly for the result.

She had lost control of the situation and could only watch.

No matter how much she talked, with the appearance of that heavy sword intent, Wu Ji and the others would no longer believe her.

"Go and help him."

Lin Xi touched the Yunxue Sword under him.

The little loli sword spirit was obviously a little unhappy, but still nodded obediently.

She cast a spell, causing Lin Xi to remain suspended in mid-air, and her body transformed into a stream of light, joining the battle.

"Amitabha, this is what the donor said, your disciple has already cultivated the Supreme Forgetfulness?"

Monk Jingtu clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

He looked at the Buddha kingdom in his palm that was about to be shattered, turning the rosary in his hands with both hands, ready for battle.

That extremely heavy sword intent was directed at him.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi just smiled bitterly and didn't explain further.

Upon seeing this, Monk Jingtu made a guess.

"It seems that the donor has mastered the method of breaking the causal vow."

A person who has cultivated the Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions, even if he has only been cultivating for a short time, should have forgotten a lot by now.

At least at this moment, many unimportant people have been forgotten.

However, Jingtu felt anger and murderous intent in this sword intent.

The anger and murderous intent did not come from Wu Ji, the master of the sword, but from Yun Changsheng.

This kind of anger and murderous intent should not come from someone who has cultivated the supreme state of forgetfulness.

That only means that Lin Xi was lying.

Pure Land did not speculate on another possibility.

Because the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love has been irreversible since ancient times, Yun Changsheng could never be an exception.

So it could only be that Lin Xi broke the causal oath and deceived them.

Although this is also incredible.

But they are more likely to accept this inference than to reverse Tai Shang Wang Qing.

Perhaps it was because Lin Xi had no cultivation at the moment, so when he made the Dao oath, he was ignored by the Dao?

"Donor Wu Ji, if you don't take action now, the Buddhist kingdom in your palm will be shattered."

Seeing Lin Xi smiling bitterly and not saying anything, Jingtu stopped asking questions and turned around to look at Wu Ji.

"My mark in this sword intent has dissipated. I can no longer control this sword intent."

Wu Ji said this and stopped talking.

He felt that someone below was already staring at him.

Or rather, the people below have already targeted all of them.

Rumble.

There was a noise from below.

Wu Ji followed the sound and looked towards the ground.

I saw a towering mountain shaking, and then rising from the ground.

A thin man with a torn robe, leaning on a sword, was carrying the towering mountain with some difficulty.

As the heavy sword intent was cut out of the body, the body was now riddled with holes.

The Four Seasons Mountain is clearly a magical weapon that can be used to protect oneself, but he felt a little tired carrying it.

"He's about to leave, stop him."

Someone in the clouds shouted.

Wu Ji, the man with the strongest murderous intention, launched an attack again.

He was just hovering above Four Seasons Mountain, but Yun Changsheng felt that the mountain had become a little heavier.

"From the Seven Sword Sect, right?"

Yun Changsheng spoke, then bent over and leaned over the sword with one hand.

His voice was light and he spoke a few words in an extremely calm voice. However, it was these few words that made Wu Ji choose to temporarily cease the fighting.

"If there is a problem with the practice, then of course it should be solved through the practice, rather than relying on external things."

"I'm a genius. I practice very quickly and comprehend spells very quickly."

"Perhaps, I can help you solve the problem of the technique."

In the air, Wu Ji held the wide giant sword without saying a word.

He seemed to be thinking.

Nichang and the elders of King Yan wanted to take action, but were held back by the Yunxue and Xueyun swords.

"My Seven Swords Sect has been established for more than 100,000 years. We started practicing swordsmanship 100,000 years ago. For a full 100,000 years, our ancestors have not made up for the shortcomings of the practice. What makes you think you can do it?"

"Has anyone in your Seven Sword Sect ever been as fast as me in training?"

"Moreover, my disciple is a reincarnation of Qiankun Realm and was once an immortal weapon."

"She has stood at a higher place and looked down upon everyone in this world."

"If I can't do it, she can definitely do it."

Li Yue, who had just finished her meal on the mountainside and was now on high alert, opened her mouth, thinking that her master should have drafted his words before he boasted...

If this cannot be done, do I have to pay compensation?

Chapter 310 Wu Ji: I Want It All