【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

"Wow, Junior Sister, you use two swords."

South China Peak, He Jia clapped her hands and asked in amazement after watching Zhao Xi's sword practice. Xie Sui was nowhere to be seen, and South China Peak was so large and empty, Zhao Xi allowed He Jia to enter South China Peak at will.

It also gives her someone she can talk to.

"Yes." Zhao Xi made a sword flower, and the two swords turned into light spots and disappeared. As a life-long weapon, it can be directly stored in the owner's Dantian.

"It looks amazing. I admire you swordsmen." He Jia smiled and said, "It's just that my aptitude is too poor, so I can only practice external weapons."

"How could that be? Your talisman is very powerful." Zhao Xi sat down next to her, took a sip of tea and said, "Even the sect master's formation can't stop you."

Knowing that Zhao Xi had sneaked into Hua Nan Peak to practice before making fun of her, He Jia blushed: "That's because the formation took too long to set up. I just took advantage of the situation."

Zhao Xi didn't comment, but since He Jia could break Fu You's formation at the young Jindan stage, her talent must be quite high. Her five spiritual roots were a burden to her.

"Junior Sister, it's been so long, hasn't Elder Xie Sui come back yet?" He Jia asked.

"Yeah." Zhao Xi's answer was lukewarm. He Jia was unsure of her attitude, but she also realized that without a master or senior brothers to lead her, Zhao Xi was unfamiliar with everything about Taiyi.

Although the sect leader asked Zhao Xi if she wanted to go to other elders' peaks to practice first, Zhao Xi refused. She didn't want to be involved with anyone anymore.

"Then your cultivation will be..." He Jia was worried. After spending these days together, He Jia liked this junior sister very much. She had a high level of cultivation but was not arrogant. She would not order people around by relying on her status as a direct disciple. On the contrary, He Jia received many benefits from her and wanted to repay Zhao Xi.

"Well, it's nothing. It's about swordsmanship. I hope I can find someone to practice with." Zhao Xi said after thinking for a while.

"Ah! I know!" He Jia's eyes lit up, "The sky is blue!"

Tianzibi is the most famous place for Taiyi to practice. It is well known that Taiyi has produced many geniuses, and sword cultivators are the most outstanding among them.

Tian Zi Bi was created by an unknown powerful being in Taiyi. Tian Zi Bi can accommodate many powerful spiritual consciousnesses. All the predecessors of Taiyi Sect will leave a spiritual body in Tian Zi Bi, which has the host's memory of cultivation but no consciousness, making it an excellent sparring opponent.

"Oh, that sounds good!" Zhao Xi exclaimed.

"Yes, this is a place that only Taiyi inner disciples can enjoy. Other sects don't have it." He Jia said proudly.

Zhao Xi thought to himself: This kind of thing that can hold spiritual consciousness is not rare, what is rare is how it can hold the spiritual consciousness of so many different strong people. After all, the soul of a person disappears when he dies, and it must be voluntary. I am afraid that only Taiyi Sect can do it. No wonder so many people are trying their best to come to Taiyi.

Tianzibi is a green cave entrance that looks like a whirlpool. Zhao Xi took out the jade token, and the jade token seemed to resonate with Tianzibi, and Zhao Xi's body was sucked in.

He Jia watched enviously from the side, and then suddenly remembered something: "Ah, I forgot to tell Little Senior Sister that the first senior she would meet would be her master, but Little Senior Sister's master is only a guest of the sect. Will he leave his spiritual body in Tian Zi Bi?"

She pounded her head: "Oh, I should have just told Junior Sister to go to the arena."

Zhao Xi stood firm in the sky and summoned out two swords, holding them tightly in his hands. After all, He Jia said that the spiritual body inside was unreasonable and only knew how to attack.

Looking around calmly, Zhao Xi discovered that this seemed to be a pavilion or waterside terrace. There were fiery red flowers blooming in the pond, with layers of petals vying to open, as if dyeing the pond with gorgeous colors. Zhao Xi recognized the flower; it was called Qiannianjin, a rare spiritual flower.

In the center of the pool was a pavilion, where a figure was leaning. He had a slender figure, with his bony hands twisting a Qiannian Jin. His black hair was tied up like a ponytail, and he was wearing a black cloak with a double dragon pattern. One hand was supporting his eyelids, and his eyes were bound with white gauze. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips that seemed to be smiling. Although his eyes were clearly sealed, Zhao Xi felt that he was completely exposed in front of his eyes.

This man was so reserved, and he had an ordinary iron sword beside him, which seemed fragile, but it made Zhao Xi's hair stand on end. She was fully alert and ready for battle. Because in this case, either this man had no cultivation, or he had become one with the sword, and the sword followed my heart, and my heart was the sword.

This man can only be the second type!

Zhao Xi took a deep breath, but the corners of her red mouth couldn't help but curl up. Since they were going to practice sparring, this level was still a good deal for her!

With speed as fast as a god, Zhao Xi's figure flashed in front of the man, embracing the moon with a cold light, but he missed!

Zhao Xi quickly turned his body and his eyes instantly locked onto the man who had teleported to the center of the pool.

He didn't even draw his sword, looking calm and composed, but the next moment his sword was drawn out like lightning, with force like thunder, and came towards Zhao Xi with tremendous pressure.

Zhao Xi's pupils shrank. She had no way of avoiding the sword. The two swords crossed in front of her chest. "clang--" Zhao Xi was forced to retreat three steps. Her hands holding the swords felt numb.

It was such a terrifying sword. Zhao Xi exhaled a breath of foul air, and his fighting spirit was boiling: "Come again!"

The man raised his jade-like chin slightly, and the sword attacked instantly. Zhao Xi raised the sword to meet it.

An hour later.

Zhao Xi was sweating all over, her hands were shaking violently visibly. She was breathing heavily, her eyes fixed on the man standing in the center of Qiannian Jin. Compared with Zhao Xi's embarrassment, he was very calm and composed.

This guy's movement is similar to Xie Sui's... like a white shadow following him, which is very annoying.

Zhao Xi narrowed his eyes. Not only that, the little habits of his sword moves when attacking were also similar. It was also due to the experience of being beaten unilaterally by Xie Sui for more than half a year that Zhao Xi was able to hold out for so long in this man's hands.

Staring at the white gauze in the man's eyes, the fox's claws felt itchy. Zhao Xi: Just pull it off and you'll know if it's true or not!

Zhao Xi attacked again, pretending to attack the man's heart with the Huanyue Sword in his hand. In the end, the tip of the sword raised and lifted the white veil that covered the man's eyes!

The white veil fell, revealing Xie Sui's dazzling eyes, and the scarlet color was exactly the same.

“How dare you—” Xie Sui’s momentum suddenly increased, forcing Zhao Xi to retreat again and again.

Finally standing firm, Zhao Xi put away his sword and curled his lips and said, "Humph, it seems that you had a bad temper before. You are so presumptuous just by looking at your face? And you still say that I have a bad temper."

Anyway, they have practiced enough for today, Zhao Xi will not miss the chance to see Xie Sui's appearance when he was young. She relied on the fact that he had no spiritual consciousness, and Tian Zibili would not be in danger of his life. "I am just presumptuous, what can you do to me? Unreliable guy, I haven't seen my shadow since I was thrown into Taiyi Sect!"

But what Zhao Xi didn't know was that Xie Sui in Tian Zibi had a trace of consciousness. In other words, he was now Xie Sui five hundred years old, Xie Fuxue.

She had been listening to Zhao Xi's words silently. They were intimate and ordinary, and their relationship was extraordinary. Xie Fuxue raised her eyebrows and asked with some interest: "What is our relationship?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Xi raised her eyes and glanced at him, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, her cheeks flushed with pink from the fight, her soft pearly face showing the temptation of the fox clan mixed with her innocent and naivety, she was young and beautiful.

Zhao Xi meant that who knew you followed the devil and wanted her to be his apprentice, of course it was a master-disciple relationship. The young Xie Fuxue naturally would not have such an idea, and secretly pondered: I didn't expect that he would find a Taoist partner in the future.

He is the last backup plan that Xie Fuxue left in Taiyi, which will only be triggered during a specific period of time. The fact that this girl was able to find him directly shows that they have a close relationship.

However, seeing the girl's lively expression and the fact that she didn't seem uncomfortable or afraid at all because of his identity, Xie Fuxue, after figuring it out, looked at Zhao Xi in a different light.

Well, it's a demon, and a little fox at that. His expression and behavior are not as savage and vulgar as those of the demons. Instead, he reveals an innocence that comes from not having been to the world. His eyes are clear and his swordsmanship is very good. When practicing with him, he gave his all and never gave up, and his will was firm.

Xie Fuxue began to be satisfied with his future Taoist partner.

The time in Tianzibili is limited, and Xie Fuxue's spiritual consciousness is also special and can only exist once.

He took Zhao Xi's hand, and Xie Fuxue said, "I am very happy to have someone to accompany me for the rest of my life."

Zhao Xi's pupils trembled: What are you talking about? !

Xie Fuxue said to herself: "But now that disaster is about to happen, we can only put our love behind us. I am glad that we met after the disaster. Only then can I truly have my own life."

Xie Fuxue was rarely shy. Looking at the beautiful face of the girl, he seized this empty opportunity to confide in her: "I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I will never let you down."

Zhao Xi's body was dissipating, which meant that she was leaving Tian Zibi, and it also meant that she had no way to explain it!!!

No! Zhao Xi's heart was trembling, but he was powerless to stop disappearing.

When Zhao Xi was able to stand firmly again, he was in a trance, and his mind kept repeating: It's a mess, everything is a mess! Ahhh!

"Hey, what are you doing standing here? Don't block the way!" As soon as the man said that, Zhao Xi grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Will the master know the memory of Senior Tian Zibili's consciousness?!"

Her expression frightened the man so much that he trembled and said, "I, I don't know either." Then he pointed at a young man on the martial arts stage and said, "He, he should know."

He Yujin met his next opponent, a young girl. This must be the first time he saw her, but her eyes were too passionate...

He Yujin felt unhappy as if he was being entangled by Fu Wei. He just wanted to end the battle quickly and said, "Excuse me."

But after facing each other, He Yujin found that this girl's swordsmanship was very good.

Picking, chopping, and slashing, each sword move required countless repetitions to gain proficiency and sharpness. When the swords crossed, the girl's eyes were as sharp as wind and snow, and swept into He Yujin's mind.

But he was not weaker than others. The two of them exchanged hundreds of moves in a flash, until finally the girl's waist bent like a thin willow, and a flash of sword appeared in her right hand. He Yujin blocked it, but the girl's left-hand sword had reached his neck.

He lost.

He Yujin took the sword. In the martial arts arena, they only competed in sword skills, and he was inferior to the other person in terms of skills.

There was a commotion at the end; this was He Yujin's first defeat.

"Hey, do you know? Is Tian Zibi's spiritual memory connected with his master?" the girl said the first sentence.

He Yujin didn't understand her intention, but said, "It's not connected. After the consciousness is stripped away, it has nothing to do with the owner."

The girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.