I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

When Shen Ji received the news, Shen Wu Yue was slaughtering the sect with blood.

The strange thing is that he did not attack big sects like the Buddhist Sect or the Qingxiao Sect.

Instead, they massacred some unknown small sects.

Moreover, his actions were irregular and he would kill even the small sects.

As if he had a grudge against them.

For example, the three small sects, Xuandan Sect, Xuanjian Sect, and Xuanfu Sect, have less than a hundred disciples in total.

In order to save money, all the sects are crowded on a mountain.

But Shen Wu Yue destroyed the Xuan Dan Sect and the Xuan Fu Sect, and not a single hair of the disciples of the Xuan Jian Sect in between was lost.

But he was trembling with fear, and only after Shen Wu Yue slaughtered his neighbors did he tremblingly take out the jade token and ask Shen Ji for help.

"Help...Help! Kanbutsuki killed someone!"

In just one day, wailing was heard everywhere.

Countless sects were destroyed, and Shen Ji sent elders and leaders from other sects to provide assistance.

But they found that even the dogs passing by had been skinned and their tendons pulled out, and no one was left alive.

"He died without a complete body and his face was engraved with the mark of a demon slave. Kanbutsuzuki really holds a grudge!"

The Buddhist leader sighed.

The leader of the Hehuan Sect covered his nose and took a half step back:

"Nonsense, if it were you, you would smash the wooden fish to pieces or swing the vajra to kill people. You'd better track down Kanbutsuki as soon as possible!"

During everyone's search, Shen Ji came to the demon tribe.

Nie Baili and Hua Shengsheng hung Yue Li at the gate of the Demon King's palace.

There is also a fat tiger catching butterflies below.

Kannazuki was sitting in a rocking chair basking in the sun, with blood still smeared on his body.

Shen Ji slowly approached, and the other party still closed his eyes and basked in the sun.

It seemed like everything had nothing to do with him.

When he was three steps away from Kanbutsuki, he stopped and called out, "Master."

Kannozuki opened his eyes:

"Actually, you can be quite annoying sometimes."

"Even more pretentious than when I was young."

Shen Ji: "Let them go. If you can let the people of Zhongzhou go, you can also let the unrelated small sects go. Don't waste your time."

Shen Wuyue raised his hand, and the three of them fell to the ground together.

"Those small sects were even more powerful than Qingxiao Sect a thousand years ago. It took me a thousand years to make them decline, but it was too slow! It would be better to do it myself!"

Shen Ji didn't help them, but just stood there:

"You hate the way of heaven, and I am just one of the unlucky ones."

"I hate you too. We have a grudge against each other for two lifetimes, just because you treat me as the unlucky one."

"I'm tired, and you?"

Kannazuki held his forehead and laughed, tears streaming down his face:

"Tired? Who is more tired than me? I have tried to survive ninety-nine times, but all failed. The traps I carefully laid were broken by you one by one."

"It's ridiculous to think about it. It would be more satisfying to kill you openly!"

After saying that, they both stepped back and drew their swords as they put some distance between them.

There are no extra tricks when the swords collide.

The mountain behind Shen Ji was neatly cut apart.

The palace behind Kannozuki collapsed openly.

The two of them circulated their spiritual energy at a rapid speed without taking a breath, and directly raised it to the third level of sword intent.

The flying snow and the hurricane faced off, and soon they merged into one, consuming each other.

The houses, flowers and plants on the ground were also swept away, and frost was everywhere.

Prime Minister Turtle retracted into his shell for fear of being sucked in.

The little pig demon curled up tightly on the fat tiger's belly, staring at the unconscious big sister.

Nie Baili and others were lying unconscious on the ground, covered by the barrier, but they were not in any danger for the time being.

But a voice sounded in my mind:

"How can this be called a fight? It's simply a suicide attack!"

Nie Baili was unconscious, but conscious.

"Who? Grandma Ancestor!"

"Grandma, come and teach your unfilial disciple a lesson! Look at him..."

Before he could finish his words, the weak voice of the Grandmother Ancestor rang out:

"I have the will but not the strength..."

"I've already lost half my life since I came down from there. Not only can I not beat my disciple, I can't beat my grandson either."

Nie Baili was poured with a basin of cold water:

"Then what is the meaning of your dream to me?"

The grandmother's tone was slightly excited:

"I can't do it, but you can! With my teaching, you will definitely be able to defeat Kannazuki!"

Nie Baili: “…”

They both placed their hopes on each other, and no one knew who gave them the courage.

"You mean that I, a Yuanying, should learn your swordsmanship in my head and then go directly to fight Shen Wuyue?"

"Correct!"

The Grandmother spoke with pride.

Nie Baili almost believed it.

"Forget it, let's try it out. Grandmother, please."

Just as he finished speaking, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind.

The scene of Hanqi Peak suddenly appeared before my eyes.

A woman holding a sword stands in the grass:

"Xiao Yueyue, watch out!"

Nie Baili immediately looked around and found Shen Wu Yue behind him!

She was so scared that she wanted to hide immediately.

Then I thought that this was in the memories of my great master, so I looked at it boldly again.

In the sunshine, Li Ruoyan's every move was neat and decisive.

Both Kanbutsuki and she were watching intently.

Nie Baili glanced at Shen Wu Yue with a distracted look and found that there was some indescribable emotion mixed in the other's focused eyes.

After Li Ruoyan finished her demonstration, Shen Wuyue took over her sword.

He handed over a handkerchief respectfully: "Wipe the sweat."

Li Ruoyan smiled cheerfully: "Come on, try it!"

The young Kannazuki was not as cunning as he is now. When the handkerchiefs were handed over, the touch of slightly sweaty skin could quickly make the tips of his ears blush.

Even avoiding eye contact.

Li Ruoyan didn't notice it, but Nie Baili saw it.

Then, Kanbutsuki demonstrated again holding the sword.

Li Ruoyan applauded: "You are great, kid! I just demonstrated it once. Okay, go and have a rest!"

The Grandmother didn’t seem to be a strict teacher.

But Shenwu Yue was a disciple with a very high degree of autonomy. Even when he was resting, he would sit in meditation quietly under the waterfall on Hanqi Peak.

Instead, Li Ruoyan gestured with the sword twice, as if thinking about something:

"It doesn't feel right. This move shouldn't be used like this... There's a loophole..."

Nie Baili quickly stared at the Grandmother, only to see her dancing with the sword gracefully. She readjusted her moves, and the sword was as fast as a swimming dragon. Every move was engraved in Nie Baili's mind.

The surrounding scenery became increasingly blurry, but the sword in Li Ruoyan's hand became increasingly clear.

In the chaos, Nie Baili took the sword and began to practice.

When she memorized all the moves in her mind, she opened her eyes.

The ground was covered with frozen fragments of the hurricane, and the demon tribe was razed to the ground.

From a distance, both of them had bloody holes on their bodies.

I don't know where the sword went.

Kannazuki's hair crown broke into two and fell to the ground. When she knelt on one knee, her hair fell down.

Shen Ji was even more miserable, with bloodstains running from his abdomen to his chest, and he lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Shen Wu Yue tremblingly stood up and walked forward. Just as he was about to end Shen Ji's life, Nie Baili's sword came!

Familiar moves, familiar eyes.

Kanbutsuki thought he saw that person.

After hesitating for a second, the Frost Sword slashed across his neck and almost cut off his head.

Shen Wu Yue dodged quickly. Although he was exhausted, it was more than enough to kill a Yuanying.

"Are you here to die?"

"Your moves are interesting, though."

Nie Baili drew his sword: "It will be more interesting later!"

Shen Wu Yue's sword had already been broken by Shen Ji.

He casually broke off a branch and started to demonstrate to Nie Baili.

Even a single branch caused considerable pressure on Nie Baili.

She had not learned any other moves, and she was beaten back step by step.

Falling to the ground again and again.

And Kanbutsuki was like a big cat playing with a dying mouse, not killing her, waiting for her to fight back.

He got up and was knocked away.

Get up and continue flying.

Nie Baili felt like all the bones in her body were about to break, and sweat blurred her eyes.

"You are very similar to her, especially your unyielding spirit. But it's a pity that you are not her."

After saying that, Kanbutsuki raised the branch in his hand and hit her in the heart with all his strength.

Final blow!

Nie Baili closed his eyes and felt like he was back at Hanqi Peak.

She stood in Li Ruoyan's position, raised her hand and drew her sword, and in an instant, her pupils darkened a little.

A familiar, warm smile appeared on his lips.

Kannazuki was dazed and subconsciously used the last move her master taught her: Bright Moon Without Words.

He smiled when the sword pierced Kannozuki's heart.

"You're back."

Nie Baili realized the situation instantly and immediately mobilized his spiritual power to destroy his internal organs!

Then he drew his sword and fell to the ground.

She was exhausted and raised her trembling hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Strange, why is she crying?

And Kanwu Yue also fell to the ground, his long hair falling on his face in disarray, but for the first time there was light in his eyes.

"Master...Master..."

My eyes are blurred by blood and tears, is it an illusion?

He seemed to see his master.

If it was an illusion before death, it was truly the warmest moment in his life.

In his self-righteous illusion, the master's face gradually became clear.

Warm hands brushed away the hair from his face:

"Xiao Yueyue, are you so embarrassed?"

"Master, hug me..."

Shen Wu Yue pleaded in a low voice and was embraced by Li Ruoyan.

The two hugged each other warmly, and Nie Baili, who was standing beside them, was stunned.

"Fuck! He's faked his corpse!!!"

PS: There is another chapter at the end, I need to think about it, the number of words is too many.

Sansiyuan has to travel far away for something tomorrow, so he may have to take a leave.